#; DRABBLE

[cinnamorollcrybaby]

Forever Girlfriend

Tags: JJK men x fem!Reader, smau, angst, hurt/no comfort, JJK men are being assholes besides Choso, cursing, suggestive (Sukuna’s), mdni

An: There’s a typo on Satoru’s I’m sorry, but I’m too sleepy to go redo it 😭 This one’s definitely self soothing for me. Btw no Nanami because he wouldn’t wait around to marry you.

Incl - Satoru, Suguru, Choso, Toji, Sukuna

[thcsecretofus]

▐ in which, chris sturniolo takes his anger out on gf!reader after a disagreement with matt & nick . . .

“s’…..you’re alright, baby, jus’ gotta do this f’me, yeah?” he pants softly, unbuckling his belt. you sit on the bed, waiting patiently — looking at up at him with almost worried eyes.

the boys had gotten into an argument over God knows what. but it’s very clear it’s taken a toll on your boyfriend, because now, you’re hear with his cock nestled down your throat. spit pooling around the corners of your parted lips.

“shit…doin’ so—fuck…good, baby.” chris mutters, his breath caught in his throat — while he practically fucks your face. his balls are repeatedly slapping against your chin, as you gag. “fuckin’…nick- got all up in m’face- baby.” he rants.

his thrusts are rough and uncoordinated, your lungs were practically burned and screamed for the need of air — and it felt as though his cock was impossibly deep.

your hands clasp at his thighs, as you squeeze your eyes shut, your throat getting used. “he was talking bout’ some, ‘you just come to us before you do something to a video-‘ n’ all i did was do a little few changes to the video-“ he huffs.

“and matt of course agreed-“ he grunts as his pace increases, you whine and gag against his cock. “shh’, s’alright baby- ah, fuck! almost there, s’almost over mama’, you’re alright-“ he coos, stroking your hair as he drives his cock deeper.

“look at me baby..” he says softly, despite his growls and grunts — “look at me.” your eyes flicker up, all pretty n’ watery, just how he likes it. “god, mm’ you’re s’fucking gorgeous.” his jaw is slack — “m’fucking girl..” he huffs, starting to whimper softly and grip your hair. “m’gonna fucking cum baby-“

his breaths are shallow, his eyes shoot back down to you as you very obviously gag and struggle, eyes almost rolling back as spit and drool spill down his cock. coating it completely. “don’t waste a single drop, g—got it?” he huffs.

you try to nod, but it only makes his cock go deeper — you moan against his cock, making him grunt as the sticky, warm ropes of his cum spill down your throat. “fuck—ah, shit, shit, shit!” he grunts. pressing his cock fully down — “you good baby?” he pants, thrusting a few more times.

when he finally pulls out, you pant heavily — the air felt like a wave of relief to you, since your lungs had been burning for it moments prior. “swallow it all, baby- lemme’ see.” he pats your cheek, needing to see. you open your mouth after swallowing, letting him see. he bites his cheek and smiles. “good job, baby.” he coos. “you always make me feel better.” he smiles, pressing his lips to yours.

he was whipped.

✦ . 　⁺ a/n: sorry if this was terrible 🥲 this is like my first ever ‘smut’ thingy, it’s probably so bunz — anyway ! ty for reading :))

[inthelibraryrecs]

I LOVE THIS

he’s so funny 😭 i would’ve kept pushing him ngl

reader doing the ‘he’s the best big brother ever’ trend on bf!rafe <3 warnings none/rafe being salty in reader’s comments

Rafe’s gaze hovered over your figure, admiring as you shuffled around to adjust the phone positioned on the counter. You set the timer, stealing a glance in Rafe’s direction, who stood and observed like a lost puppy; unaware of what to do with himself. “I’ll start recording on three, please don’t say or do anything weird, okay? My account is done for if another post of mine gets flagged.”

“Alright baby, start it.” He assured, his statement not convincing whatsoever. You simply rolled your eyes, doing as he ordered, hurrying to press the record button. You straightened up, taking Rafe’s side as you fixed up your hair, instantly flashing the camera a smile when the blue line appeared on the screen. 

Rafe crossed his arms, brows knitting into a frown upon hearing your next words. “If you wanna get to him,” you started, suppressing your giggles as you addressed Rafe with your thumb, then back at your chest. “You’ll have to go through me first.” 

“What are you saying?” Rafe scoffed, slightly taken aback when you turned around, your arms filling the majority of the view. You reached for his face, cupping his cheeks in your hold as you forced his head down, until his eyes leveled with yours. 

Rafe instantly melted when you sweeped him in a kiss, arms naturally finding the curve of your waist, in an attempt to deepen the kiss. A groan of complaint bubbled out of his throat when you moved away, not giving him the satisfaction of getting what he wants, and instead turning back to the camera, with his hand loosely hugging your side. 

“He’s the best big brother ever!” You uttered between chuckles,  sensing the way Rafe stiffened from your side. 

“What the fuck?!” His eyes widened with shock, flashing you a look of disbelief, watching as you erupted into a fit of laughter, unable to maintain character at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Best what now? Delete that shit!” 

“Oh my–” you continue to giggle, amused by the hint of annoyance washing over Rafe’s expression. “You’re the best, I can't ask for a better brother figure–” 

“Enough with your bullshit, man!” He interrupted before you could further speak, aiming for the phone. “You and your stupid TikTok challenges.” 

“Wait, Rafe!” You snatched your phone from his hold, knowing the latter;  he was probably going to delete it. “I’m posting it, your reaction is funny.” 

“You’re not posting that!” He argued, groaning when he strived to take your phone, merely for you to dodge his hold. “C’mon baby, what if they actually think I’m your brother? You already have so many thirsty men in your comments.” 

“Relax, baby.” You rolled your eyes, embracing the boy in a hug, too engrossed by the video on your phone to spare him a glance. “It’s a trend, besides, who in their right mind kisses their brother?” 

Yeah, maybe you should’ve listened to your boyfriend. 

–

andy6928h Let daddy take you out on a date

rafecameron Hop off her dick

alibabefaen Check your Dms for A surprise 👅

rafecameron This is not funny.

user6292936 Get rid of that twig hun 🌹 I will treat you so much better

rafecameron She is completely fine and content with me, therefore, she will NOT be needing you, thanks.

rafecameron Actually yk what f*ck you 🖕🏼

rafecameron Stop hitting on MY girl please and thanks. She is MINE.

a/n old trend ik... but this was too cute not to do :'(

[shugarbunni]

poly!marauders x whimsy!reader who puts her crystals before sleep

"sweetheart..?" remus' groggy and ever so gentle voice sounds from the living room door, "what're y'doin there, hm? s'nearly midnight, lovey"

"im setting up my new crystals, remmy. i forgot to earlier, got carried away on that soup for Jamie." you murmur gently with a yawn. your tongue pokes out in concentration as you set them all up in the perfect spots on the windowsill.

"perhaps." he huffs softly, padding over and gently tugging you up by your armpits "your crystals are all set up for now, yeah dove? time for bed?" he hums, pressing a soft kiss to your head.

"mhm. but you shouldnt have waited up f'me, jamie was already sleepy-"

"sh sh sh, dont worry. hed only get t'sleep with you there." he soothes, scratching your scalp gently as he guides you up the stairs. hes certain if he went ahead youd wander off and find some sort of tea to spoon feed james, whose been having a very mild headache (which had sent you into a herbal love filled frenzy, plucking every plant you could think of from your little garden.)

"boys, scooch up, yeah? managed to steel our favourite girl back from mother nature." remus whispers as he reaches over your head to push the door open, practically having to move your feet himself you're that close to sleep. he nudges you into your spot in bed between remus and James before gently clicking the bedroom door shut and padding back over.

"m'ever s'sorry i kept you all up, g'night l-love you..." you try to sound awake, but the way your words slur gives you away. not to mention the fact that the moment your head hits the pillow youre out like a light. remus smiles gently, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pecking his two boyfriends on the lips before clambering into the tangle of limbs under the covers.

"shes dead asleep." james murmurs, bulky arm tugging your back into his chest, enveloping you in that perfect warmness he always radiates.

"quiet, darling, please." sirius groans softly as remus tugs the covers over all of you "im desperate for my beauty sleep."

if this is god awful, lmk, i just wanted to get something out as ive missed writing but ive had no ideas :(<33 loving you all! like, share, reblog!!

[ink-stainedkiss]

‘Jacked and Kind’ Drabble - Bnha Boy Trio

Synopsis: Doing the ‘A Boy Who’s Jacked and Kind’ with Bakugo, Todoroki, and Midoriya!

A/N: This was a request! A fun one might I add. Hopefully you guys like it and don’t forget you can always request Oneshots, drabbles, Headcannons, etc! 🫶🏻

Warnings:None

Word Count: 1.1k

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo wasn’t stupid, he’s seen the trend, and when you brought it up to him, he wanted no part in it.

“C’mon Katsuki,” You whined, waving your screen in front of him,”It’ll be cute,” He huffed,”I don’t care.” Frowning, you plopped onto the couch next to him,”Why are you so against it?” He continued to read the book in his lap, slightly annoyed by your persistent,”Because it’s a stupid fuckin’ trend. Why do you need to film it to prove I can pick you up?” Smirking, you draped yourself over the boy, putting on a pitiful performance,”So we can prove our love.”

Scoffeing, Bakugo shoved you off of his arm, unfazed by your words,”Yeah, whatever.” You decided to move onto the next tactic,”I mean, if you’re too weak to do the trend then I understand…” Alas, Bakugo showed no reaction to your provocation. Your shoulders dropped and he let out a chuckle,”Did you really think that would work? You’re not as smart as I thought.”

Clearly the ‘kind’ part didn’t apply to your boyfriend. You groaned audibly and got up, finally leaving Bakugo to his reading. You stood, staring sorrowfully at this couple on your phone,”I guess I’ll ask Eijirou instead, I’m sure he’ll be up for it.”

Like a flipped switch, Bakugo was on his feet in an instant, his book left behind,”Like hell you will.” He uttered,”Set up your damn phone.” A giddy smile spread to your face as you set up your phone. I knew that would work.

Bakugou stood next to you begrudgingly, a scowl depicted on his features. The music started and you hoped your boyfriend wouldn’t get revenge by tossing you over his shoulders. His large hands gripped your hips and you didn’t have anytime to grab his wrist before you were being lifted from the ground. You were star struck. I didn’t even jump. Bakugo snickered at your reaction and flexed slightly for the camera. You posed for the camera, feeling Bakugo’s hand resting comfortably on your thigh. Right before the music ended, Bakugo flipped off the camera, making you let out a laugh.

He let you down easily, mumbling under his breath about how stupid this was and he was going right back to his book. That night, your post had blown up. You rested on your bed with Bakugo showing the hilarious comments.

i feel so disrespected.

in front of my salad??

the audacity to be in my fyp…

so cute! *blocks*

If one thing was true, Bakugo fit the jacked description extremely well.

・❥・

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto hadn’t seen the trend at all, which wasn’t a shocker, but when you came to him so energetic, he was curious to see what it was all about. He had to admit, the trend was cute. You stared at him with such hopeful eyes,”So? Can we do it Sho’?” He glanced at the video again, then at your face,”Will it make you happy?” You bobbed your head rapidly,”Yes, I’ve been dying to do this with you.” He gave a small smile, then gave a curt nod,”Then let’s do it.”

You were buzzing with happiness and your smile was blown wide in front of the camera. You started lip syncing to the music and then you felt Shoto’s hands on your hips. You knew Shoto had muscle (he always let you caress them whenever you liked) but you were still shocked by the ease of his movements. He gracefully lifted you, placing you onto his shoulder and you posed for the camera, crossing your leg over the other like a princess. Once it was over, Shoto put you on the ground softly, and as a thank you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek,”Thank you, Shoto.”

After a few hours, your video was flooded with likes and comments, but as you looked over the video, you realized Shoto wasn’t even looking at the camera. He didn’t flex or smile, instead his eyes were locked onto you, who was too busy looking pretty for the camera. He looked completely whipped for you and you couldn’t help but show it back to Shoto. The boy gave a simple shrug,”You looked beautiful, I couldn’t help myself.”

His words made you blush and you had to cover yourself ur embarrassment by tucking yourself into Shoto’s embrace. He didn’t know why you needed a hug all of a sudden, but he was happy to provide. When you calmed down, you both went through the comments. Shoto was a bit confused,”Why are they so angry?” You chuckled, shaking your head,”No, they’re not mad Sho’, they’re being sarcastic.”

on my wifi?

if you look closely you can see me hanging in the background 😊

you guys are adorable!! I’m standing in the middle of the highway rn!!

・❥・

Izuku Midoriya

Let’s be honest. Izuku is the one to come to you about the trend. He saw it on his feed and was thrilled to try it out. He practically bounced on his feet as you watched the couple. You knew Izuku wasn’t as tall as most of the guys on the trend, but if you knew one thing, it was that Izuku had arms for days, let alone his muscular legs. You passed Izuku his phone back, raising a brow at him,”And why do you wanna do this?” Izuku lit up, puffing his chest out with pride,”So I can show you off.”

If that wasn’t a perfect answer, then you don’t know what is. You were setting up his phone immediately. The song began to play and you stood next to Izuku happily. He grabbed your waist, lifting you swiftly onto his shoulder. He flexed his bicep, winking toward the camera, but unexpectedly he was bumping his shoulders up and you were slipping from your spot. You let out a gasp, but then Izuku’s arm was placed securely on your back and under your knees. You giggled out of shock and Izuku’s heart melted at how pretty you looked. He quickly stole a kiss and when he pulled away the video was already done.

He set you down carefully, a heavy blush tinting his face,”Sorry, I got carried away.” You rolled your eyes playfully,”You definitely don’t have to apologize.” He stood over your shoulder, watching the video back and he would be lying if he said he didn’t immediately save it to his camera roll. Later that day you were both cuddling on the couch and you checked the video, which was overfilled with hilarious comments.

am I interrupting something..?

stood up, shed a tear, then applauded

pls get a room.

this has to be cyberbullying.

You both were entertained by the comments, but then Izuku pointed to your caption,”Did you call me a ‘Short King’?”

[kammazi]

★ katsuki and yourself weren’t big drinkers. sure after you two had graduated, you had gone to a few parties here and there but you were never a fan of the whole spinning dizzy feeling that alcohol brought with it, especially since you two are heroes. patrolling while hungover under the heat of the hot summer sun was dreadful.

so when you get a call from katsuki one evening while you were on patrol saying how kirishimas and the rest of the guys were going out for a few, who were you to say no? even though you knew the invitation for yourself always stood, katsuki needed some time for himself and by the time you would get off patrol it would already be past midnight.

so after exchanging some ‘i love you’s’, you disconnected the call and got back to whatever strolling you were doing.

and as the night went on you got more and more notifications that buzzed in your back pocket from who you assumed was your boyfriend. you eventually had a quick break and chugged an energy drink while fishing for your phone.

you let out a snort of laughter and looked around to make sure no one heard you before looking back down at your screen. there you saw multiple pictures took by denki of him standing on what you assumed was a stool while taking 0.5 picture’s of katsuki. what made you laugh even more was his flushed face and droopy eyes that held no fight in them as he stood there with his hands by his sides.

you could tell that he had drank quite a bit and as your break came to an end you had a short two hours left of your shift before you were able to finally get home and most likely take care of your said boyfriend.

and you were correct because as soon as you even such as stepped in through the doors of your shared apartment your phone once again started buzzing, this time it was a call.

“hello?” there was a shuffling noise before shouting hit your eardrums along with the music that blasted in the background.

“HEYY LOOK, ARE YOU-” you grimaced as you hear a glass breaking alongside some yelling. “huh? hello?”

the phone was picked back up. “THIS IS KIRISHIMA, KATSUKI IS KINDA REALLY DRUNK AND-” you then heard a whooshing sound and another crash. you stood there looking at your phone and then brining it close to your ear again. “uhh..kiri..shima?”

you heard the phone being picked up and panting into the microphone. “SORRY I JUST LAUNCHED MY PHONE HALFWAY ACROSS THE DANCE FLOOR AND IT HIT SOMEONE IN THE FACE.” you had to physically distance yourself from the phone before answering.

“kiri you don’t have to yell i can hear you!” you felt as if it was a screaming competition at that point. you heard a cackle before kirishimas finally got to the point.

“sorry, sorry! it’s just that bakubro got hella drunk and he’s kinda unmovable right now. he keeps saying your name and won’t really listen to anyone, would it be alright if you could come and pick him up?”

you were already picking up your keys and sliding on your shoes. “of course, be there in five.”

and so here you were pulling into the parking spot outside of the front doors of the building.

as you stepped in, you already felt exhaustion hitting you as you strolled around to try and find your boyfriend and those goons.

and then you saw him, sitting in a corner seat, with a cute sleepy look on his face, arms still crossed as always. kneeling in front of him, you saw denki, sero and kiri sitting across as they helped gather his stuff. you placed a palm against his face and patted his knee with the other.

“kats, love?” he groaned and slightly opened his eyes. “hey i’m gonna take you home okay?” and then suddenly, he moves his face away from your hand as his face held something like a mix of disgust and offence.

“get those damn hands away from me. i’ve a girlfriend.” although his speech was slurred you blinked before letting out a chuckle as the guys behind you hollered and stumbled over eachother.

you raised a brow, amused to see him act that way. “oh really? sorry about that kats, i won’t do it again.” his face whipped around to face you as he grimaced again. “oi. don’t call me that. only she can and you ain’t her.. so back off...” his sentence held no malicious intent as his head slowly tipped back. “where is she. i miss her.”

kirishima then came up next to you and patted his back. “bro shes right here! see?” in response to his words, katsuki raised his head and squinted at you for a while before slowly smiling. “heyy it’s my girlfriend.” immediately his head landed on your shoulder. he started babbling as he wrapped his arms around your frame, almost knocking you to the floor from the sudden weight. in the meantime, you glanced at his red headed friend.

“i’m sorry how much did he drink?” in response he scratched the back of his neck before holding up three fingers. “JESUS KIRI THREE BOTTLES?” kirishimas shook his head before cackling. “three drinks.”

now you knew your boyfriend was a lightweight but this was a tad too funny to you, not that you would ever tell him.. obviously.

with the help of kirishima, you managed to walk out a stumbling katsuki and just about sat him in the passenger seat before strapping him in as he babbled on about how much he missed you. sero and denki handed over his wallet and phone to you and you thanked them before saying your goodbyes as you sat behind the wheel.

on the drive back katsuki acted like he hadn’t seen you in months by the way he held your hand and kissed it every two seconds. with him telling you how much he loved you and how beautiful you where. in that moment you could not only feel somewhat giddy but be thankful for having this man in your life. no matter how tough he looked or acted, it really was true that he was a softy, drunk or not.

after arriving, getting him into bed wasn’t even a problem. he listened to your every word as he clung to you like a koala. you helped him brush his teeth on the toilet seat as you sat on his lap. even while drunk, his grip was still firm but gentle.

you then got him changed, him getting stuck in his t-shirt a few times, and you both finally climbed into bed. there was pure silence other that his quiet snores as he rested on your chest. as expected, he ended up passing out the second he wrapped his arms around you.

as you pressed a kiss on his forehead, you could once again feel the wave of exhaustion crashing over you as the warm pressure of katsuki’s body lulled you to sleep.

and in the morning katsuki awoke with not only a headache but also a lovely picture of his drunken state as a 0.5 printed and framed photo hanging in the living room as a forever reminder of that night.

[digitaly-fallenangel]

I WANT MORE I NEED HIM

“How About You Use Your Body To Pay?”

And he definitely used you in the dirtiest way possible; in every position and every piece of furniture until you fainted from pleasure and loss of breath.

But he wasn’t a complete monster. After The Salesman caught his own breath and regained some composure, he picked up your sore and sweaty body bridal-style and placed you gently on his California King sized bed.

Little did you know, in just a few hours, you had quickly turned into an obsession; a delicious kind of forbidden fruit he couldn’t get enough of.

You sleepily turned on your stomach, breathing softly as he watched your relaxed body get comfortable under his sheets… and he couldn’t stop himself from running his fingers along your spine while admiring your beauty.

“And you will continue to pay with your body… over and over again.”

WHO WANTS MORE??? Should I expand on this??

Edited by @queensoybean0724

[narxcisse]

★ — Taking it like a good boy.

Pairing: Jayce Talis x Reader (no prns)

CW: suggestive, strap-on (hexstrap. 🙀), sub/dom dynamic, sub jayce, pegging, anal sex, reader is afab but gender neutral anyway, doggy style, idk man I'm writing this at 3am

English isn't my native language

The dim light from the room bathed everything in a soft glow, shadows stretching across the walls like a silent witness to your game. Jayce was on his knees, braced against the headboard, his broad shoulders tense yet pliant. His usual confidence was nowhere to be found, replaced instead by the delicious vulnerability you’d coaxed out of him.

You trailed your fingers down his back, enjoying how his muscles quivered beneath your touch. “You look good like this,” you murmured, voice low and teasing, leaning in so your breath tickled his ear. “Don’t you think?”

Jayce let out a soft groan, shifting slightly but staying in place, his head dropping forward as if he couldn’t meet your gaze. “Y-yeah… I do,” he admitted, though his voice wavered.

The strap-on harness fit snugly around your hips. You took your time, positioning yourself behind him, savoring the sight of him submitting so fully. “Tell me if it’s too much,” you whispered, running your hands down his sides to soothe him.

When you pushed into him, the tension melted from his frame, replaced by a shuddering gasp. “Good boy,” you praised, stroking his hip. “You take me so well.”

He whimpered in response, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as you set a slow, deliberate pace. Each thrust sent ripples through his body, and the sounds he made—low moans, soft gasps—were a symphony you couldn’t get enough of.

“Feels so… good,” Jayce choked out, his voice thick with pleasure.

You leaned over him, pressing a kiss to his shoulder before murmuring against his skin. “That’s because you’re perfect like this.”

Every movement was calculated, designed to push him further into bliss while keeping him grounded with your touch and words. You relished the way he gave himself over to you completely, trusting you to guide him through it all.

When he finally reached his peak, trembling and spent, you held him close, whispering sweet reassurances as he came back down.

[luvologyy]

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ — 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

Jimmy/curly x F reader ��ˎ- (both separate)

CONTAINS: thigh riding - orgasms, squirting, oral fixations, daddy kink, finger sucking, degrading, twisted dynamic (specifically between jimmy and reader, can't write that man nicely) nicknames [bunny, sweetheart, sweet girl, baby]

Drabble, I worked a lil extra for you guys 👀

Reblogs and likes are always appreciated, baby ౨ৎ

Jimmy ★

"Nice and wet already, huh, bunny?" Jimmy says from above you, your pretty cheeks flushing over with warmth as his hands come down to grasp your hips.

The sounds of your whines and moans echoing in the cockpit, Your heart hammering in your chest, your eyelashes batting rapidly, your hands frantically holding onto his shirt. It feels wrong - so, so wrong to be naked atop of him, especially when he's fully dressed. You're so bothered - so embarrassed that you actually look like you're going to cry, your doe-eyes glistening with tears.

"You gonna cry, baby? You gonna cry when you cum all over daddy's pants?" His tone drips with mockery, and he has the audacity to laugh at you when you breathe out shakily, your hands trembling as you grip tighter onto his shirt. "So patheic."

“Please stop,” you whimper as he grinds your hips for you roughly, his uniform pants stimulating your clit shamefully. “It - it feels weird,”

"It feels good and you don't like it," jimmy interrupts plainly, his fingers toying with your lips, letting out a quiet hiss as your mouth instinctively wraps around them to suck. "That's my girl. My little bouncy bunny, bouncing up and down her daddy's thighs. Feel's good, doesn't it?"

Shamefully humming in agreement, you dip your head slightly, your mouth still wrapped around his fingers, sucking carefully. Perhaps it's because there's so much of him that you can't hold back. The folds of his uniform press against you harshly, the fabric stimulating your clit, and you pathetically whine against him.

Jimmy smirks, leaning back slightly to take you all in. He presses his fingers against your tongue, satisfied with just how well you're taking him - how you're grinding against him despite the shame and guilt that comes with it. "Come undone all over my pants, baby. I want the crew to see what a dirty little slut you are."

As you gasp against him, your little hips desperately rutting on his thighs, squirting all over him like you have no shame, he lets out a gentle low groan, You're going to do this all over again until you're an even more crying, weeping mess on his thighs.

Captain curly ᡣ𐭩

Thick thighs; strong thighs. Once weak and small, foreign to the strength needed to work and carry supplies around the tulpar, now tough and powerful. It's hard to drag your eyes away from him as he kneads moisture into his legs to soothe the aching from working.

When you two were in his room, he was already in his pj's. Curly sat on his bed. You watched him roll up his shorts to put lotion on his thighs.

"You starin' at me, sweetheart?" Curlys voice is slightly raspy and calming, his eyes not leaving his lap as he addresses you.

a slight flush of warmth spreads across your cheeks. "No.." you lied, curly chuckles to himself, rubbing the moisturizer into his thighs in hard, circular motions, th

"Why dont you come sit, yeah?" He said, patting his moisturized lap. His thighs glistened with lotion. You fiddled with your fingers nervously, having second thoughts. Glancing at his strong thighs.

"Cmon, I know you wanna, sweetheart."

Curly stares at you, patting his soft thighs. Gesturing you to sit.

Godd his thighs were so strong. Flexing every time he roll his thumbs against a particularly tight knot, and you find yourself dreaming about what you could do with them. How good they could make you feel.

"You okay, sweetheart? Seem to be dozin' off slightly." You snapped back to reality, you nod your head. You walking over to curly and sitting on his lap.

Curlys hand slither into your hair, and you mewl quietly, your nose brushing against one of his thighs. You pepper a soft kiss to it, and he hums. ""Mmm. Sit on my lap for me, sweet girl, that's right - uh-huh, perfect."

It's a strange feeling at first. Curlys thighs are lotioned up, soft and glistening, and you find your body slipping subconsciously down his thighs. Your bottom half is almost bare against him, and you stifle an obnoxious moan as he steadies your hips so you don't slip anymore. The friction feels amazing, and you pout at his steadying, wiggling your hips side by side softly.

You hope he doesn't notice, but curly isn't stupid. He grins to himself as he softly begins to roll your hips up and down, pressing you hard against his thighs. Your arms wrap around him instinctively, your head nuzzling into the crook of his neck, your senses overstimulated with his scent and the feeling of his strong thighs flexing under your cunt.

"Let's see how good I can make you feel, huh, sweet girl?"

A/n: Enjoy kitties 🫶

[multi-fandom-imagine]

My little girl || Jason Todd ||

A/n: 6am, can't get girl dad Jason out of my head.

It was an accident, on how he found out. I mean it's not like he knew the little slip of paper had it written out.

A girl

Jason froze. The words on the paper hit him harder than he expected. A girl. He was having a daughter. His chest tightened, his throat felt dry, and before he could stop himself, tears welled up in his eyes. He quickly rubbed at them, embarrassed by his own reaction, but the realization overwhelmed him.

Sitting on the couch, his hand trembling as he slid the paper away he couldn't stop thinking.

A little girl. His little girl.

The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying. He thought of all the things he wanted to protect her from, all the ways he would be there for her the ways no one had been there for him when he was young. He thought about you, and how their daughter would undoubtedly inherit your warmth and strength. And for the first time in a long time, Jason let himself cry not out of anger or pain, but out of pure, unfiltered joy.

Jason had always been good at keeping secrets. It was practically part of his job description as Red Hood. But this? This was different. Knowing you two were having a girl was the best thing that had ever happened to him, and keeping it from you felt like torture.

While at home you had noticed something was off almost immediately. Jason was fidgety, overly attentive, and kept sneaking glances at your belly with a grin he couldn’t quite hide.

“What’s going on with you?” You asked one evening, narrowing your eyes as you caught him staring. “You’re acting weird.”

Jason froze mid-bite of his sandwich, quickly covering. “Weird? Me? Nah, I’m fine.”

You smirked, folding your arms. “Jason Peter Todd, I know you. Spill.”

He shook his head, standing abruptly. “I can’t! I mean, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” He practically fled to the kitchen, leaving you staring after him, your suspicions growing.

A few days later, Jason’s excitement finally got the better of him. They were lying in bed, you curled up against him as you two talked about baby names. Jason had been trying desperately to keep the secret, but when you mentioned the possibility of a boy, he couldn’t help himself.

“Okay, but what about girl names?” he blurted out, his tone too enthusiastic to ignore.

You tilted your head up to look at him, narrowing your eyes. “Why are you so focused on girl names all of a sudden?”

Jason froze, realizing his mistake. “Uh no reason? I mean, just you know, in case.”

You sat up, your smirk returning. “Jason. You know, don’t you?”

Jason groaned, running a hand down his face. “Damn it. I wasn’t supposed to say anything.”

Your eyes widened. “Wait. Are we having a girl?”

Jason sighed, then smiled, his joy impossible to hide. “Yeah. We’re having a girl.”

Your hands flew to your mouth, tears springing to your eyes. “Jason why didn’t you tell me?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” he admitted, pulling you into his arms. “But I couldn’t help it. Y/n, we’re having a little girl. I’ve always wanted a daughter. I didn’t even think I’d get to have a family, let alone this.” His voice cracked slightly, as you kissed him softly.

“We’re so lucky,” you whispered, your own tears mingling with his. “She’s going to have the best dad in the world.”

Jason held you close, his hand resting protectively over your stomach. “And the best mom,” he said quietly. “I’m going to do everything I can to make sure she knows how much she’s loved.”

As you two sat there together, the secret finally out, Jason felt an overwhelming sense of peace. He was going to be a dad to a little girl, and for the first time in his life, he felt truly whole.

[queenmimis]

not the author shading Gojo 💀💀🤣

I don't expect you to see this cause you're super busyyy, BUTTT I had a smau idea earlier, soo basically reader sends a screenshot of something they want the men to buy them but they're pranking them and there's a text notif from someone else at the top of the screen and it's like "can't wait for your boyfriend to get out of town so I can taste you again" 😭 I'm so sorry this was so confusing I just was having shower thoughts, so sorry!

Is your boyfriend home?

Tags: smau, nsfw, mdni, fourth-wall break, mention of ch. 236, do not come at me for angst, it’s meant to be silly.

An: This was a super silly and fun idea! I just fucking hate how imessage literally crops the pictures to where this idea almost just doesn’t work for me 😭 I tried my best to make them seem natural, but some of them still cropped weird. That’s why I literally gave up on doing Choso’s. I’m sorry :((

Pt. 1 - Satoru, Suguru, Nanami, Toji, Sukuna

[aventurineswife]

I’m

Have a stupid idea

So, reader has been a genshin player for a while and a dedicated Alhaitham main, always gushing over him when they’re able to get a good look at his model. Which, unbeknownst to reader, he can hear them, the characters are aware to some degree. But then they get isekai’d into the game and proceed to avoid him like the plague because he’s very hot intimidating in person and also almost a foot taller than reader

Could I maybe get a drabble or hcs of this stupid lil thing?

“Am I Still Perfect?”

Tags: Alhaitham x Reader, Drabble, Isekai, Fluff, Humor, Light Embarrassment.

A/N: please make sure to read the pinned post next time (especially the closed reqs)🧍‍♀️... I'm making an exception this time but I won't do it again.

You had always admired Alhaitham from the comfort of your screen. His sharp wit, broad shoulders, and meticulously crafted voice lines made him your favorite Genshin character. Pulling him during his banner felt like winning the lottery, and you were notorious among your friends for your constant gushing over him.

“Look at him,” you’d sigh, zooming in on his model during idle animations. “He’s so perfect.”

Unbeknownst to you, Alhaitham was well aware of your doting admiration. The Traveler’s world (aka your world) wasn’t as disconnected as you thought, and your praises reached his ears like whispers on the wind. He never mentioned it, of course. What use would it be to comment on the opinions of someone from an entirely different dimension?

Then you woke up in Sumeru.

You weren’t sure how it happened, but you were here, flesh and bone in a world you once navigated with a mouse and keyboard (or your phone). The lush foliage and warm breeze were incredible, but so was the realization that you’d be meeting the people you once thought of as mere pixels.

People like him.

The first time you saw Alhaitham in the Akademiya, you nearly fainted. Not because you were starstruck—though you certainly were—but because he was much more intimidating in person. His presence was magnetic, his sharp eyes even more piercing than you could’ve imagined, and his sheer height made you feel like a mouse in the shadow of a falcon.

You ducked behind a bookshelf, heart hammering. No way. Absolutely not. You could not face him.

From then on, you avoided him like the plague. If you saw his hair glinting in the sun, you’d take another path. If you heard his voice nearby, you’d excuse yourself from the conversation and flee.

But Alhaitham wasn’t stupid. He’d noticed you skulking around, eyes wide as you scurried away whenever he entered a room.

“Strange,” he murmured to himself one day. “They seemed far more enthusiastic in their words before.”

Finally, your luck ran out. You turned a corner in the marketplace and smacked straight into him. His firm chest was like a wall, and you stumbled back, your brain short-circuiting as you craned your neck to meet his gaze.

“Careful,” he said, his voice low and measured. “You might hurt yourself running around like that.”

“I—I—uh—” Words failed you.

He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head. “You’ve been avoiding me. Why?”

Your face burned. Oh no, he noticed?! “N-no reason! You’re just—uh—very busy, and I didn’t want to bother you!”

His lips twitched, the faintest ghost of a smirk. “I don’t mind being bothered. In fact, I think you owe me an explanation for all the… glowing praise you’ve been giving me.”

You wanted to sink into the ground. He knows?!

“That’s—uh—it’s not—uh…”

He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice so only you could hear. “Am I still… perfect?”

Your knees wobbled. Alhaitham straightened, a satisfied glint in his eye. “I’ll take your silence as a yes. Now then, I believe I’ll see you around more often.”

And with that, he walked away, leaving you frozen, flustered, and thoroughly defeated.

[dragon-ascent]

Hi hi hi!!! I absolutely adore your Zhongli fics your characterization of him makes me swoon he’s such a cutie

Out of curiosity, what’s your opinion on the Zhongli/Morax x reader trope of reader initially being a sacrifice to the dragon god only for Zhongli to be like “What no I don’t take sacrifices???” And just taking reader in as a sort of roommate or something like that. It’s a trope I find really interesting and funny and I’m curious to hear your thoughts on it :)

Hi hi and thank you! Zhongli's the cutest patootie :) <3 And I freaking LOVE that trope!!! Like, easily top 3 trope for Zhongli if you ask me. (I could make a whole tierlist of tropes for him, but that's a post for another day haha.)

Ik you just asked for thoughts but have a little write-up, as a treat. :)

xxx

Rex Lapis is a tad offended that he'd be perceived as the type of god to take human sacrifices, since he does everything in his power to ensure mortals feel comfortable and safe around him. But he's assimilated many groups of people into his land, so it's only natural some may still retain the beliefs and customs they did under the deities preceding him, as grim as that may be.

When you're left in front of his abode as a sacrifice, he sees how urgently he needs to rectify those customs.

You're a jittery thing, all nerves and shudders and, to his dismay, rather scantily-clad especially given the season. He does his best to push the implications of your clothing to the back of his mind as he brings you into his home and warms you up by the fire with some nice warm blankets too.

He assures you he will not lay a finger on you with malicious intent, but you're staring at him like a deer in headlights - like he'll throw you into the fire at any moment if you so much as breathe wrong. Every movement of his makes you stiffen, and even the tea he brews for you is met with trepidation in every sip.

He can't send you back to your people as they'll believe you're a faulty sacrifice and kill you off themselves - so Rex Lapis takes you in his care instead.

He feeds you, clothes you, and even lets you rest in his bed while he takes the floor beside you. You're mostly quiet at first, but as the days pass and there's no sign of him hurting, devouring, or killing you, a seed of trust in his words blossoms. You believe the God of Contracts when he gives you his word he will keep you safe and cared for.

Given the way he treats you, there's no reason to feel otherwise - you've become something of a close companion to him, someone to share the tender joys and sorrows of life with. He used to go on strolls by his lonesome, but now he finds that having someone to walk with is much more enriching, giving his evenings an added tinge of fulfilment.

People do stare and whisper when they see you by the god's side, but if this is how Rex Lapis chooses to make use of their 'sacrifice,' who are they to argue?

Some watch, agog, as the golden deity takes you to the market and practically splurges on you. You shyly point to a sweet treat that looks appetizing, and he boxes a dozen of them without a moment's hesitation. A pretty accessory catches your eye for a second longer than the others, and when you turn to move on to the next stall, Rex Lapis is having said accessory taken off display and handed to you.

"These are the calligraphy brushes I spoke of yesterday," he tells you casually as he runs a finger along the sleek wooden writing instruments. "Would you like to give the activity a try?" It only takes one meek nod from you for him to get you a whole set of the brushes, promising to teach you when you both get home.

It's a shocking sight to everyone who'd betrayed you, everyone who'd so easily given you up for some false belief they held on to so stubbornly: here you are, being treated like you're actually worth something to the god, what with the way he smiles and laughs softly at something you say, the way he gently touches your elbow to veer you away from the evening rush, the way his footsteps fall in rhythm with yours.

As you pass certain familiar faces, your head snaps down and you fall silent, and Rex Lapis immediately knows they're the ones responsible for your plight. He throws them a sharp, stone-cold glare over your downcast head, and they recoil in fright, quickly turning the other way to pretend they can't feel like a whole landslide of shame now hurtles along their spines.

Needless to say, he is greeted by no more human sacrifices at his door. The one he does have, he ensures a long, happy and healthy life for.

[superbat-love]

The kitchen smelled divine. The warm, sugary scent of freshly baked cookies filled the air. Clark leaned over the counter, breathing in deeply, the delicious aroma making his mouth water.

“Clark, stop hovering,” Bruce muttered. “These are for the kids.”

Clark hummed absently in response, his eyes closing as he took another deep breath. There was something strangely familiar about the scent, something that tugged at the edges of his mind. He tilted his head slightly, focusing on the sweetness that seemed to tickle his senses.

Without thinking, he reached out and plucked a warm cookie from the tray, holding it in his hand as he leaned closer to Bruce. He didn’t even realize how close he’d gotten until…

The softness registered first. Then the strange sensation against his teeth.

Clark froze mid-bite, blinking in confusion as a wave of dawning horror washed over him. The cookie wasn’t in his mouth. Bruce’s neck was.

He recoiled instantly, his eyes wide with panic. Bruce turned to him, completely unruffled, one eyebrow arching in dry amusement.

“Really, Clark?” Bruce drawled, brushing the spot on his neck where Clark’s teeth had grazed. “Is this your way of protesting?”

“I’m sorry! I thought…” Clark gestured vaguely toward Bruce, his voice faltering. “I don’t know, I just got caught up in your scent and… I’ll get you a bandage!”

Bruce glanced at his reflection in a nearby steel surface, inspecting the bite mark. With a dismissive wave, he said, “No need. I’ll just tell people I had a run-in with an angry, drunken reporter.”

Clark’s face reddened. “I-I’m not drunk!”

Bruce smirked, swapping the Red Hood cookie in his hand for a Superman-shaped one. “Fine. A horny, overly amorous reporter then.”

Clark groaned, burying his face in his hands.

[waywardducks]

Batboy’s favorite dates

All characters are 18 or older ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

Dick<3:

Honestly, where ever you're happy, he's happy. He's pretty outgoing, concerts, amusement parks ect. He likes exciting dates, by he would never say no to a night in with extra cuddles. He likes to lay out options and let you decide, because like I said, what makes you happiest is ultimately what will make him happiest.

“Your favorite band is in town next month, guess who just scored front-row seats!”

Jason<3:

Bookstore trips and quiet days out are Jason’s go to. Maybe a motorcycle ride out to the bookstore, then to a gun expo and home for some homemade dinner and some good old fashion Netflix and chill. He also seems like a 3 am local 24/7 diner date kinda guy.

“Get dressed, we’re going out.” No questions asked.

Tim<3:

Tim is a gamer and hella neurodivergent. A night in playing video games, eating take out, chugging weird monthser and sour candy concoctions, and case file solving is the perfect date. He likes to spoil you too, romantic dinners, long drives to small towns he thinks you’ll love, shopping trips and Galas.

“Hey, put this on. There's a new restaurant I've been wanting try. I think you’ll like it.”

Damian<3:

He’s a man of culture and a rich boy, you know your dates are elite. Art galleries, expensive restaurants, and museums. He loves a quiet date, something peaceful. Aquariums and animal sanctuarys are always a good go to. Maybe a pottery class, a wine and painting date. Anywhere you too can talk quietly and be together.

“The Gotham History Museum has a new ceramics exhibit. Shall we go together?”

Bruce<3:

Bruce is a classy man. Wine tasting at an expensive Italian restaurant, Galas (a new gown of your choice for each one), a day out on his yacht, he’ll fly you to the keys just so you can walk on the beach together. Money isn't an issue for him, he'll start each date with a new piece of jewelry and beautiful flowers.

“These earrings reminded me of you, they match your eyes perfectly.”