#🌸 — asks

[strawberrisoulmate]

Happy birthday Hannah!! 🎉🎉

thank you!!!! 🩷🥳

[lawyer-fatale]

🌟🕊️ for tigress???

Ty for the ask!!!

🌟 - what does your f/o do to help comfort you about your insecurities? what do you to do comfort them about theirs?

I think we have some overlapping insecurities so we can help each other!! Feeling like we have to prove ourselves and sense of worth and such. My s/i and her would listen to each others thoughts/keep each other company. Both of us know how much our similar issues can suck so we work on it for each other and for ourselves. I'd listen to her express her feelings without judgement. Let her lower her walls and stuff! Since she has experience with channeling anger into productivity, she'd be able to help me with my irritability issues. She'd be there if something was bothering me. Whether it be listening to me rant, distract, or help me calm down. She'd also do that for my mental issues and she'd help me best she can. For my physical issues I'd love for her to be by my side when I having flare-ups. She wouldn't get bored or pressure me. She could help me with stretches too!!

🕊 - would your f/o kill a man for you? how would they do it? would they get caught?

I imagine Tigress being protective, and as much as she'd hate someone that's hurt me, she'd have restraint. Both because it's a learned skill and because I wouldn't want her to kill anyone. My s/i can get irritable just like me. So as much as they'd insult and threaten someone they don't like, Tigress knows it's a heat of the moment thing. However I imagine she'd be tougher on others that have hurt me, both in behavior and fighting.

[lovey-dovey-mogai]

☆ intro post ☆

about the mod;

a system that coins stuff for the mogai community. i don't have a dni, but will respect others. main pronouns are he/him, dead/deads, rot/rots. im okay with most neopronouns being used on me. im autistic, disabled, and i have adhd. this blog will wax and wane with activity.

request info;

i won't coin genders for stuff i can't reasonably touch on. ex; cultures im not in, mental illnesses i don't have, disabilities i don't have, etc. etc.

please request one thing per ask. if you have flag colors in mind, you're encouraged to include them.

i mostly coin genders, but im willing to coin system exclusive stuff as well. im also willing to do mogai headcanons for fandoms im in. (listed under cut)

you're welcome to add my terms to a wiki if, and only if proper credit is given.

fandoms im in;

MCYT; dsmp & qsmp <- these are the biggest

[minswriting]

okay but reid doing a complete 360 one day in the bedroom when he’s usually so sweet and gentle but this particular day he just bends you over and fucks you. (makes you come so many times ur begging him to stop but he keeps on going) that’s when you learn that ur bf is indeed a very horny man with a lot of stamina.

nsfw | mdni | spencer reid x reader | unprotected sex, p in v, spencer bending you over and taking you in the kitchen 🥰

when spencer had come home from a long day, having spent the day in DC chasing an unsub rather than flying off somewhere else, you expected him to fuck you soft and lovingly, just as he usually did. you see, it was what you considered his preferred way of fucking you. showing you that you’re loved and appreciated because he doesn’t see a lot of love out in the field.

but right now?

he had you bent over the kitchen counter as he took you from behind, his hips snapping harshly into your skin as his cock plunged in and out of you. he had already made you cum twice. the first time was when he got home and you were mixing things into the bowl. he had greeted you as he normally does but since you were wearing just one of his shirts and nothing else, he didn’t hesitate to slip a finger inside of you and finger fuck you like there was no tomorrow. the second time, he placed you onto the counter so he could thoroughly enjoy your pussy with his tongue.

and now, you were moaning like a slut as he fucked you into oblivion. there have been moments when you and spencer had rougher sex. most of the time, though, you initiated the rougher aspect. but this, this was certainly new. “you’re clenching around me so good,” spencer moaned as he gave you a harsh thrust. “you’re taking me so good.”

you moaned in response, gripping the counter so hard that your knuckles were turning white. “your cock is always so good, spence,” you whined, meeting his movements with your own. the bowl on the counter was long forgotten as spencer pounded into you.

there was a desperation in his movements, a primal need to use you for his own pleasure. which is likely why he made you cum twice before him. spencer was always a selfless lover. it’s practically in his nature.

“i’m not gonna last, baby,” spencer said, his voice rough with desire.

“please cum inside me, spencer,” you said, clenching your walls around his cock. “need to be filled up by you.”

and so he does. again and again. at least three times that night, he’s fucking you and cumming inside you. and you’ve definitely came more than you ever thought you could. it was the night you realized that spencer was extremely horny, more than he has ever actually shown you.

you absolutely adored it.

[jesuistrestriste]

art is the MESSIEST kisser ever like if u make out his spit is literally everywhere. like he'll kiss u on the mouth then keep on kissing ur neck but w the wettest kisses ever. and i JUST KNOW he def drools. like when u give him head and his head is resting against a pillow, he's so lost in it that he can't even think. like the only thing he can do anymore is whimper and moan like a little bitch. and when u look at him u see him drooling all over the pillow😭

art donaldson has a messy mouth. he drools when it feels too good, he kisses with almost too much tongue when he's desperate, and his warm, eager lips are always on your skin whenever he gets a chance to touch you properly.

he practically salivates like a thirsty puppy on a hot day. it pools under his tongue whenever he catches a glimpse of the more intimate areas of your soft skin; the nape of your neck, your stomach, your inner thighs. and he has to try desperately to swallow it down when you two are in public and he can't get his lips on you.

the first time you and art made out, it was very sloppy. you thought this mightve been a result of minor inexperience on his part, or nervousness, or excitement, so you let it happen. you let him moan into your open mouth and grab at your shirt while he slid his pink tongue over yours. you let his sticky saliva mix with yours as your mouths mashed together. you let him kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until he came in his pants.

the whole ordeal lasted about 7 minutes.

after that, you had assumed that—in time—he'd get more reserved with his mouth as you two continued to be intimate.

but this didn't happen.

if anything, he only got more comfortable with you, and thus only became more orally-fixated and messy with his mouth.

he liked to suck on your fingers during sex.

he liked to slather your arousal with his spit when he went down on you.

he liked to kiss you wetly all over your body before bed.

he liked yearned for it all.

when you'd give him head, your slick lips bobbing over his tip and swallowing salty dribbles of precome, he'd drool all over whatever was near his mouth. it was just too hard to focus on not drooling when the warmth of your tongue got him close so fast. his eyes would get lidded and his knees would grow weak and his mind would turn to mush the second you started to blow him. sometimes you'd have to hold his hips to keep him steady. he was very predictable.

one thing you two like to do together is have art get on all fours on the bed, knees spread apart with his cock hard and hanging between his thighs. his hands will go up and squeeze onto the pillows as he lowers his head and lets you jerk him off.

it’s kinda demeaning, in a way; being milked like a cow.

but you like doing it to him, and he likes whatever you like, so he loves this.

when your hand starts to stroke his cock, strings of pre leaking from his slit, his arms will usually start to shake. it'll start at his shoulders, and then go down to his elbows, and then end when his wrists can't hold him up anymore. he'll let himself collapse down onto the cushions without more than a whine of protest and a renewed tint of pink across the bridge of his nose. his head will lay on one side of his face, his lips parted to let out whimpers and whines as his hips jolt, and then it’ll start.

he’ll drool.

all over.

down the side of his face, over his bottom lip, down his chin. it all happens depending on how his head is positioned. but he always, always, always slobbers on the pillow a little.

just as his eyes start to roll back, and his pelvis starts to shallowly move to thrust his cock into your moving grasp, his sweet and sticky saliva will dribble down his face someway and soak into the pillowcase.

he can't help it.

because, again, you make it hard to pay attention to anything other than how good you make his dick feel. it throbs in your hand.

when you catch a glimpse of his drooling, you usually smile and speed up your touch.

"Art, baby-" you'll coo to him, "drooling."

and he'll know right away what you mean.

"Anghh— feel s'good, s'good— 'm sorry, 'm sorry," he'll inevitably slur.

he'll try to wipe it with the back of his hand, but he's usually shaking too much for that to do much of anything. it more just smears the transparent fluid across his flushed face.

slurp. wipe. whimper.

a few more strokes of your hand, and a thumb pressed right under his cockhead, is all he needs to let go after that point.

his eyes will roll back as he cries out and bucks into your fist, shooting and coating the bedding underneath with his load. he'll tremble and whine until his hands grasping at the sheets below have the instinct to fly between his legs and stop the overstimulation. you generally let up soon after he makes that known.

after you clean him up and ease him into bed, he'll make sure to kiss you goodnight. and it's messy and needy and a little bit too much, but you let him do it anyways. he's eager to please, and he's eager to show you how much he appreciates the way you take care of him. he’s just eager.

maybe one day you'll get sick of how much tongue he uses when he kisses, but you doubt it. it’s just so perfectly him.

[virtual-kangel]

antis: *enjoying media with dark themes like murder, drug trafficking, abuse, etc *

also antis when the media becomes even remotely sexual:

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

can you maybe write something about jj always wanting to eat his girl out if that's okay:D

oh so close

pairing(s): bf!jj maybank x gf!fem!reader

warnings: implied oral, pet names, talks of sex

summary: jj begs to return the favor to his favorite girl.

authors note: thank you for the request, hun! enjoy :))

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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“please, please, please?” jj begged with his head laying on your stomach.

you chuckled to yourself. “no,” you replied.

“why?” he whined.

“maybe cause you just did it this morning? i need a break too,” you said, stifling a laugh.

he pouted and groaned. “you’ve had like 7 hours between then. you’ll be fine, baby.”

“i’m still sensitive, jj,” you reminded him.

he glared up at you. “even better,” he stated. “please, pretty girl? you know i’ll make you feel good.”

“i know you will,” you replied. “but you already did this morning.”

“you can go twice in one day, i know you can. you’ve done it before,” he said with a sweet smile.

you hated how soft and pretty he looked like this. you hated how you couldn’t help but say yes when he was looking at you like this, all pouty with glossy eyes.

“fine.”

the smile that took over his lips was huge as he urgently began to move down to lay between your legs. “trust me, sweetheart. i’ll make it so much better than this morning.”

[heartofjasmina]

I can never decide with these games 🥴 but I’m missing bakugo a lot lately so let’s go with

👹 for bakugo

Demon!Bakugou who gets summoned accidentally by baby witch!reader. He's at least 7 ft tall, thickly muscled, covered in ancient tattoos, and completely- utterly naked. You didn't know where to look, his dick was girthy and hard already, but his eyes were a beautiful glowing red.

You would have worn more clothes if you knew what the result of your spell would be. But all you get is a grin full of sharp teeth before he's ripping off your tiny shorts, his deep growly voice telling you, "A worthy sacrifice."

"Hey! H-hold it, I'm not a sacrifice-" but he's already grinding his shaft between your folds, and to your embarrassment you get wet fast. He was gorgeous after all, blonde spikey hair falling around two massive horns, and a cocky expression on his handsome face. His brow raised as he took a deep sniff of you.

"You smell like one. Eager and untouched by my kind." His tip leaks pre all over your belly, marking you with a potent scent of smoke and burnt caramel.

"But-" you spluttered, finding it hard to focus when his heavy cock drags against your clit.

"Do object to this form? I can change it if you wish-"

"No!" The word escapes you a bit too desperately and the demon grins again.

"Then you'll be my concubine. And bear my spawn." The blunt head of his cock finally pushes between your folds, teasing your entrance but not giving you what you're starting to crave.

"I never said-"

"Your body says otherwise, human." And then you're being stretched wide in one smooth glide. The sticky mess between your thighs easing the way for him to bottom out inside you, his heavy balls smacking against your ass.

"Do you see how well we fit? You're meant to take my seed." His voice is triumphant and you'd tell him to go fuck himself if you had any breath left in your lungs. You could barely speak as he started to fuck you in earnest, the head of his cock hitting your spot almost too perfectly.

You keened as he finally put his hands on you, groping your tits and playing with your swollen clit as if he couldn't get enough of your reactions. His eyes glowed as he got close. Growls and deep rumbles escaping him as his hands gripped your waist so he could fuck you harder, deeper.

You came with a cry as he filled your womb with his hot cum, your whole body growing warm as the magic of your union was sealed.

"Perfect little sacrifice." He murmured smugly as he petted your head, not making any move to seperate your bodies yet.

He wanted it to take, and your cheeks heated with the realization.

[yeonzzzn]

AM I WRONG FOR CRAVING ILLEGAL CAR RACER ShyBestfriend!HEESEUNG WITH UNDERCUT, LEATHER JACKET who notices you standing next to your shitty boyfriend who came to watch the race but dragged you with him. You're shocked to find your best friend in this situation, and before the race even begins, he stares at you—no, STARES at you—gets into his supercar, gives you a sly wink, and then takes off at top speed. And after winning, he chooses you to be 'one of his girls' for tonight, linking his hand with yours, dragging you into his car, as you boyfriend watches helpless. (can I be 🌸anon please 🥺?)

NO STOP BC I LOVE THIS??? LIKE HELLO?? this is perfect??? street racer heeseung is a WEAKNESSSSSS. also yes of course you can be 🌸 anon🩷

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one of your girls tonight: lee heeseung

pairing: heeseung x afab!reader word count: 1.3k

The last thing both you and Heeseung thought you’d see tonight was, well, each other. 

Heeseung had just pulled his leather jacket on his body and zipped it up when he glanced out into the crowd and saw you standing there looking right back at him, eyes wide and filled with surprise. 

What were you doing here? 

It was the question both of you were asking each other at this moment. 

Heeseung apologizes with his eyes, pleading with you to forgive him, but you aren’t being so forgiven. 

You pulled your phone from your back pocket, sending a flurry of text messages to your best friend. 

You: WHAT THE F U C K LEE HEESEUNG You: When were you going to tell me you raced ILLEGALLY?!? You: You’re so fucking dead after this race.  Heeseung: oops?

You sent daggers in his direction, dropping your eyes back to your phone and thumbs typing fast. 

Heeseung honestly was trying to not laugh and smirk at you, seeing you being so protective over him was pulling at his heartstrings. 

Heeseung: Before you send whatever paragraph about being pissed off at me, I am sorry I kept this a secret.  Heeseung: But why the fuck are YOU here? You: bf likes these races…dragged me alone. 

Heeseung didn’t respond after that, locking his phone and shoving it back into his pocket. 

You glanced back up at your best friend, worry written all over your face. The Heeseung you knew was anything but an illegal racer. He was shy and clingy to your side at the college or when you’d both be out and about. So to see him in this setting…

“Who would have thought it,” your boyfriend snickers, wrapping his arm over your shoulders, “Didn’t think Lee would be into illegal racing.” 

Heeseung glared at your boyfriend and how close he was standing next to you. He never liked him, he was terrible to you and treated you like shit. The number of times Heeseung wants to rip you from his grasp and show you what it feels to actually be in a loving relationship…

Heeseung was so in love with you that it made him crazy. Your boyfriend knew it too. He knew Heeseung raced and hated him just as much. He brought you here on purpose. 

The officials for the race started shouting orders for every racer to get ready. Heeseung ran his hand through his hair, pulling back the front pieces to reveal his undercut that made every female in the crowd go crazy. 

You wanted to bite each of their heads off for screaming for him. Because deep down, you were in love with him too. Heeseung was a good-looking man, you don’t blame them for being weak in the knees for him. 

The other racers started pointing at other females in the crowd, picking who they would take home with them after the race. Heeseung just scoffs at them as he stands beside his car, ready to climb in before looking back into the crowd at you, seeing how your boyfriend was clinging to you but your eyes were on him—HIM—not your boyfriend. 

Heeseung knew what he had to do, but first, he needed to win the race. 

So he climbed in, starting the car and mentally preparing himself. He’s won plenty of races before, but there was more on the line tonight than just winning: It was you. 

A girl wearing a sexy skimpy outfit, walked into the middle of the street, waving her hands in the air with the flags blowing in the wind. She smiled wide, looking at each car. 

Time slowed for Heeseung just then, he looked back into the crowd, staring directly at you. He smirks and gives you a wink, seeing out of his peripheral vision the girl waves the flags down, signaling for the race to start. He takes off at top speed, eyes now back on the road. Heeseung swears he saw you blushing before he looked away. 

The track was like any normal circular track, except ya know, everyone was here on the track illegally. Heeseung just had to push forward, stay ahead of the crowd, and hug the inner corner of the track when he turned. His heart was pumping faster than it normally would, but how could it not? You were the prize. 

Heeseung stayed ahead for most of the race, taking that corner with ease but his rival racer came up on his close, getting ahead by a few inches. Heeseung glances at the rival racer, seeing him smirking and laughing, giving Heeseung the middle finger. 

He was pissed now, adding another reason to win this race. 

They took the second corner. The clock was ticking. His heart was racing. You were waiting. You were waiting for him. You covered your hand over your mouth and glued your eyes on Heeseung’s car as he slowly gained up on the other driver inch by inch. The finish line was fast approaching, but it felt like a thousand years to you and Heeseung both. 

Heeseung barely got a couple of inches ahead of the other driver, his car passing through the finish line first. 

“FUCK YEAH!” Heeseung screams, bumping his fist into the roof of his car and turning into the grassy area spinning in one full circle before coming to a stop. 

“Show off,” you mumbled to yourself, tears in your eyes. He did it. He won. And you got to witness it. 

Heeseung climbed out of the window, watching as the rest of the racers fasted the finish line, then ran across the street. 

You pushed your boyfriend off you, placing your hands on the cool railing of the fence, lifting your leg to it, and pushing yourself over. You felt it deep in your heart that Heeseung was running to you. His heart calling for you like yours was for him. 

“YN!” your boyfriend yelled, trying to grab you by the belt loop of your jean shorts but barely missing. 

Your feet had just touched the ground when Heeseung was two steps away and then none. His body crashed to yours, arms wrapped around your waist and lifting you up. Your arms wrapped around his neck in the same motion as his lips connecting to yours. 

Heeseung’s fangirls cheered, and the other racers chanted his name. Heeseung never took home a girl after a race, but tonight was changing that. All because of you. 

He felt dizzy standing here kissing his best friend—kissing you. It felt like a dream. 

“Break up with him,” he whispered between the kisses, setting you back down to the ground and cupping your face, never once leaving your lips, “Date me instead.” 

You could hear your boyfriend screaming at you and Heeseung. Curses leave his lips and struggling to jump the fence because of the other drivers keeping him from doing so. Heeseung was thankful. He didn’t want to have to flat out your boyfriend in front of everyone, that would be embarrassing. 

You finally pulled from Heeseung’s lips, taking his hands in yours and looking back at your boyfriend, “It’s over, you’re a shitty person and I didn’t deserve how you treated me.” 

His face reddened with anger, but Heeseung found it hilarious. He pulled you to his chest, giving your now ex a smirk as he dragged you off down the street and to his car. 

Heeseung helped you climb in, then rushed around and got in, pulling you back towards him for a kiss. 

He finally got his “One of his girls for the night” except you’re now one of his girls for the rest of time. Because he isn’t letting you go. Heeseung could see it now, all the future races and seeing you standing in the crowd cheering for him and waiting for him. He couldn’t be happier.

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[strawberrisoulmate]

endlessly funny to me that your post about all your inserts wearing strawberries extends to Monkey Band Hannah because the thought of her selfshipping with a fake guy in a band while dating a real guy in a band who could not be more opposites if they tried is, like. peak comedy.

LOL YOU'RE RIGHT.

at least with some of the others, they might see ichigo and be like “yeah, okay, she has a type, i guess. i get why she likes this character.” but gorillaz!hannah shows 2D a picture of her favorite fake man™️ and he is so wildly thrown off because “WHY would she be dating ME when she likes guys like THIS??”

of course i would still cup his face and give him a little kiss and reassure him that there’s nothing for him to worry about because i love his lanky, dorky, adorable self just the way he is 🩵

[jade-and-101-cats]

richard john (dick) grayson

[minswriting]

spencer doing life changing work by gently pressing on readers lower stomach as he fucks her?

i’m such a whore okay yes. this isn’t the greatest because i am sleep deprived but i hope it’s still enjoyable!

nsfw | mdni | spencer x reader | unprotected sex, squirting

spencer’s cock thrusted in and out of you at a fast pace, hitting that special spot inside of you repeatedly. you were a whining and drooling mess underneath him, your pussy soaked from how aroused you were. to say you were horny was an understatement to say the least. and spencer? well he was always ready to make sure you had the time of your life.

“fuck, baby, you’re so wet,” he groaned, looking down at you as he fucked you. your hair was sprawled out on the pillow, a hand gripping the sheets while the other was intertwined with spencer’s. he continued to fuck you as though he were on a mission.

“is so good, so good,” you babbled, eyes closed in pleasure. spencer’s cock filled you up so well, hitting deeply inside of you. you felt your release nearing with each thrust, being so close to finishing. “so close,” you whined, arching your back.

“good girl,” spencer moaned, using his free hand to press onto your lower stomach, adding to your pleasure. your moans increased with that subtle movement. the sound of spencer’s cock thrusting into you got wetter as you gushed around his cock. spencer let out a loud groan, losing himself to the wetness and tightness of your cunt.

and after a few thrusts, you began cumming, writhing on the bed as you moaned spencer’s name loudly. it didn’t take long for spencer to follow suit, cumming inside of you with your name coming out of his lips like a mantra.

when you both had finished, you opened your eyes to looked up at spencer. the both of you were breathing heavily as you came down from your highs. his hand was still on your stomach as he looked down to see the mess you made. “that was so beautiful,” spencer exclaimed, seeing that you wet the blankets and sheets.

you let out a breathless laugh, your cheeks reddening with embarrassment. “stop,” you said back.

spencer looked at you with an adoring smile. “never,” he said. “i’m definitely making you do that again.”

[jesuistrestriste]

art would be so enthusiastic about trying for a baby. he’d wanna be balls deep in your pussy at all times 😭🫨😵‍💫

oh YEAH. art donaldson loves to creampie you. once you two have been together for over several years and are actively trying to get pregnant, he realizes something about himself that he hadn't before: he has a breeding kink.

at first it started simple. you tracked your ovulation and whatnot with that little app on your phone, and you two would have sex nearly every night. and nearly every night he'd cum inside of you. it was heaven for him; feeling your gooey walls clench and throb around him as your body milked him for every drop.

one time, when he had you flat on your back in bed, moaning and holding onto his shoulders as he rutted tenderly into your cunt, he caught himself wanting to say hyper-specific dirty things.

"gonna fill you and make you a mommy," he'd wanted to say, "gonna cum until it leaks out of you."

but he hadn't. it was embarrassing, wasn't it? who knows if you'd even like that kinda stuff. this was purely to make a baby. not to indulge him in some secret kink he had. he had kept his mouth shut, and he had finished copiously inside of you. just like he did every time. and he withered afterwards on top of your chest and pouted, but he hid this from you well.

and then a few days later, it all changed.

he was fucking you gently in bed, nothing surprising, when you had started to reach down and rub your clit. he felt you tighten around him, and he thrusted into you a bit faster. as you got closer and closer, some words spilled from your parted lips that caught him fully by surprise.

"fuck me, art," you moaned out, "fill me up completely! i want your babies so bad-!"

and it was like something in him completely snapped.

he let out a guttural groan and instantly shot milky white ropes into your pussy, right up against your cervix. spurt after spurt after spurt of him flooded into your body, and he kept himself buried in you up to the hilt for as long as he could. his hands clutched your hips, his eyes rolled back. the orgasm had caught him utterly and wholly off-guard, and he moaned and trembled furiously over you as he rode it out.

after that, he was always vocal during sex about his want to get you pregnant. or rather, to express his love for the process that resulted in getting you pregnant..

he'd put you in doggy, and prone-bone, and cowgirl; claiming that all of these positions helped with conception, but you knew that he just wanted to be able to look and squeeze at all of your curves and soft, plush skin—in all his favorite ways—as he bred your hole.

"fuck, FUCK—! you're gonna be such a good mommy—!" he would gasp into your shoulder when he'd take you from behind.

"you want me to cum deep inside? give you my kids?"

"you wanna make me a daddy? oh god, let me cum— i'm gonna cum! i'm gonna give you everything i've got!"

"keep it all inside!"

you got pregnant that same month. twins.

[sylenth-l]

bungie feeding us Andal and Cayde lore this dlc 😭🙏

(Hunter journal lore) Cayde used to draw Andal?? romantic.

And a direct reference from Cayde? The fondness in his voice had me kicking my feet- I WANT MORE.

Ignore me fangirling over here

I DEMAND TO SEE THAT DRAWING

I hope Cayde's style of drawing Andal is on par with his style of writing about Andal

[cosmicmunsonwrites]

Reader is still shy with jj , like I can imagine her being afraid of being to clingy or anoying 😭

space is just a word

pairing(s): bf!jj maybank x gf!fem!reader

summary: pet names

authors note: thank you for the request! hopefully you enjoy :)

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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“wanna watch a movie?” your boyfriend asked.

you nodded and tossed him the remote from your side of the couch. he probably thought you were so weird for sitting so far from him.

but at the same time, you didn’t wanna weird him out or annoy him by being all over him. after all, your relationship was still so new.

you didn’t know what to do.

“sweetheart, the hell are you all the way over there for?” he asked with a crooked smile.

you shrugged and awkwardly chuckled. “i don’t know.”

he looked so warm and inviting. you wanted nothing more right now than to just cuddle up to him.

“c’mere then,” jj said, throwing the arm closest to you around the back of the couch so you could sit. “you think i smell of somethin’?”

you couldn’t help but let out a giggle as you shuffled closer to him. “no. jus’ didn’t want you to think i was weird or anything.”

“why would i think you’re weird? do you smell?” he joked.

you shook your head. “no, j. i didn’t want you to think i was weird if i was all over you or something.”

he pulled you as close as he possibly could and kissed your temple. “i don’t think that’s weird, baby. i love that shit.”

[heartofjasmina]

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Shoto Todoroki pls!

Shoto and his pure bred puppy girl, who knows all sorts of fancy commands and has the most perfect manners.

Except when it's time for your heat. Then you're panting after him and going through his dirty laundry to find clothes that smell strongly of him. He doesn't understand why he likes seeing you like that.

Desperate, needy for him.

So desperate you'll start humping his leg if he doesn't fuck you fast enough. It goes to his head, and he's rougher with you than he usually is. But you love it, it scratches the primal part of your brain.

Your pussy drenches his balls as you suck him in, and he can't help but ask,

"You want me to breed you puppy?" And to Shotos amazement, you go wild at the mere mention.

"Please master, please please please. I'll be good. I'll be so so good please!" You're actually in tears at the thought of being deprived of his seed.

You wanted to have his pups, and be his forever. Your brain was a mess of chemicals that made your desire to be bred almost painful.

"Then I will. I'll fuck you till it takes. You have my word." And he does just that, fucks you into the mattress over and over until you can't take anymore and there's a mess of your combined juices staining the sheets.

The pregnancy test isn't necessary for you, you trust your master. When your pups came out exactly 65 days later with dual toned fur, you smile to yourself. He always kept his word.