#🔥 my compliments to the chef

[ask-shrimpo-dandys-world]

my bird.

please look after it while I'm away 🥰

NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lewisvinga]

that’s my girl | lance stroll x fem! reader

summary; lance’s fans hated y/n for her personality and willingness to defend him and herself at any cost. however, their views on her change when a fan meets her and posts all about it

fc; tara yummy

warnings; suggestive comments

taglist; @namgification

note; requested! i’ve been obsessed w tara yummy lately but yall my requests are closed atm, i’ll open them soon once i finish w the requests i have rn 😫 so pls bear w me n be patient 🙏

masterlist !

liked by lance_stroll, lilymhe, and others!

yourusername: my man bought me chanel. sick.

username: not her not tagging lance…

yourusername: don’t want people looking at what’s mine 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

lance_stroll: acting like you weren’t begging for a bag and a pair of shoes🤣

yourusername: not u exposing me 😩

lance_stroll: just telling the truth 🤫

lance_stroll: anything for my girl❤️

yourusername: wahhh

username: i wanna be like y/n

yourusername: to be like y/n, u gotta have the y/n mindset 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

username: she ate this tho icl

username: ugh i don’t like her, she’s such a gold digger and it’s so obvious

yourusername: gold digger is when girl receives bags from millionaire boyfriend🤕

username: she’s so ugly and unclassy, idk why lance is dating her

yourusername: you’re pretty unclassy, but while we’re at it, lance just made out w me 😁😁

lilymhe: WOWWWW you’re so hot i can treat u better than him

yourusername: i can treat u better than alex bae

liked by lance_stroll, carmenmmundt, and others

yourusername: i 🖤 st tropez

username: here she goes again w the not tagging him💀💀💀

yourusername: big deal , i’m literally sitting on him and he watched me post this 🥱🥱

username: THE SECOND PICTURE???? IS SO???😩😩😩😩😩

username: omg the second picture i’m gonna go crazy

username: who even took the last picture?

yourusername: my boyfriend 🔥

lance_stroll: beautiful as always😍

yourusername: gonna give you a big fat kiss

username: i actually like her but he’s all daddy’s money, she should date some other driver who earned his spot

yourusername: LMFAOOO, babe most drivers on the grid ARE nepo babies and come from rich families 💀 yall just mad that lawrence is a loving father 🤕🤕

username: she ate this one thing up

username: i love her idc attitude idk

username: i don’t! she’s so mean and disrespectful to lance’s fans, it’s so nasty

yourusername: no i just defend myself and lance, maybe if yall weren’t coming at my neck every 5 seconds i’d be nicer 🥱🥱

carmenmmundt: GORGEOUS 😍

yourusername: NOOO YOUU😩

liked by lance_stroll, yourusername, and others

f1wagupdates:

a fan met y/n l/n while in new york city! she said that y/n was super nice, complimented her outfit, and even introduced her to lance! turns out the black cat of the paddock is super sweet!

tagged; yourusername, lance_stroll

username: her smile :( she looks so sweet

username: ugh i love her idc what yall think

username: omg omg i was that girl, she even gave me her lip gloss bc i asked about the shade😩

yourusername: lmk what u think bb bc the formula is so chefs kiss

username: omg shes in nyc??? i need to meet her nowww

yourusername: for a couple more days, may or may not pop up in saks tmrw at noon🤭

username: y’all were just bitter she’s dating your fave!! y/n will always be her

username: u could never catch me hating on mother

yourusername: i promise you guys i’m not scary😩😩 i’ll just defend my man or myself whenever 🤷‍♀️

lance_stroll: y/n is the sweetest girl i’ve ever met. she’s made me the happiest man ever. hating on her means hating me. i would take legal action against some people who leave nasty comments but y/n’s against it. she’s the best girl i could ever ask for. liked by yourusername, f1wagupdates and others!

lance_stroll: but that’s my girl ❤️

lance_stroll: and that ladies and gentlemen is how to make the y/n l/n giggle

yourusername: STOP EXPOSING ME😖

[gimmemore14]

💖💐💐✨❤️❤️❤️❤️✨💐💐💖

these are for u. just wanted to tell u that you’re fics are amazing~ i recently just got back into dcu and your bitw fic was the first that was recommended to me and then i had to read ur other works too. hope u update soon, no rush i’m just really hyped up on this newest hyper-fixation. pls pls pls let me know if u have any fic recs or tumblrs u think i should follow i would really appreciate it. i’m arting again and i wanna draw something for ur fic, but i wanted to check first to make sure it was okay to send u fanart and ask how u usually get it sent to you

🥺🥺🥺💜💜💜

Recommended?!? Ahhhh! That makes me feel good, I’m glad you’re enjoying it!! Man I also wanna update soon too! It’s slow going, BUT it IS going hahahah

I would love it if you drew something for/from my fic, honestly it’s the highest compliment!!! Makes me kick my feet up and giggle 😂 I would encourage you to post it on here and tag me in it so not only can I see but also so others can too! If you aren’t comfortable doing that I’d still love if you private message me a drawing or if you just wanted to talk too! I don’t bite unless asked to hahah

Oooo Recs, I got a LOT of those, I’ll try to contain myself though:

@thesubtextis —conquered by love

Ongoing, one of my absolute favorites, it balances Slade being super menacing but still oddly kind/considerate despite the terrible circumstances and monster he must be

@caroaimezoe —Rude

I LOVE fics where Bruce is absolutely abnormal and unhinged and possessive about Dick!!

@zeroducks-2 —Sladick connected fics

Ongoing, Sladick connected fics my beloved 😭❤️ love basically everything they write, SUCH good dynamics

@hii-theree —Rough callouses and sharp claws

Ongoing, nicer guy than usual Slade, hes still kinda a dick of course and doesn’t know Dick is Nightwing during a hostage situation 🔥

@withthekeyisking-writer —A loaded god complex

The emotion and character work is PEAK in this plus their other works are dark and smutty and great

@green-eyedfirework —virtue is truest nobility

Too many good ones to choose tbh, also posts lots of awesome snippets on here that can lead to some fun plot bunnies

@skalidra —feel it in my bones

Ongoing, bad guys win scenario that hits every time (they have SO many great ones though, sladick and jaydick and sladjay and sladickjay galore)

@wingdingery —all of the fire I’ve swallowed

Dick is self sacrificing and clever but oblivious, Slade is arrogant and scheming and unexpectantly merciful, *chefs kiss*

@everydarkcorner —Bitch and moan and bite down into me (one ongoing and one completed)

Love their all their writing, can’t go wrong, their Slade is one of my favorites to read, possessive and obsessive and deliciously dark

[popiastar]

Hello there!

I like your fics. ⭐️⭐️ and I really like mountain! He’s very tall, and I think he’s very sweet. 🥰 he deserves more love.

Could I request him and maybe the other ghouls like sodo/dewdrop idk, with an SO that loves baking? Like cakes and pastries.

thank you so much! ✨

true, he deserves it more and more! mountain is our baby giant and your request is lovely 🥺 besides dew i chose phantom, hope you don't mind it ✨

❗info: gn!reader, reader have a lot of patience, mountain very good at decoration, dewdrop more like at tasting food and read the recipe, phantom thinks reader is a magician

⛰️ mountain

- he likes when you put your apron on, his heart melted

- mountain is your second chef

- sometimes you have to correct him because he uses so much strength

- he's a drummer, probably tapping the counter with every crockery while you mix ingredients

- your focused face literally get him more in love with you

- "... oven at 180° degrees celsius for 30 min- hold on, we have the flames of hell is not the same?"

- you have to explain that the cakes or pastries might burn

- so surprised when you use food color, the cream doesn't seem cream anymore!

- king of decoration, sugar flowers put in chromatic scale

- when you are done, mountain proudly claps at you and compliments your skill in front of everyone (even inanimate objects)

🔥 dewdrop/sodo

- him and kitchen in the same phrase is a big no no

- the first time you tried to let him cook he burned the cranberries, broke the blender, swapt salt for sugar, etc.

- dew became your assistant, an important job as well

- the determination, passion and fire he read in your eyes make him think how beautiful you are

- basically dew just stands there and ordering you what you have to do and arguing

- "this fucking recipe says you have to SEPARATE the yolk to the white in two DIFFERENT bowl and you didn't! read it yourself, you were wrong!"

- he just read the part you did at the beginning while he tasted biscuits

- dew imitate your tone after you tell him

- you make a mini cake just for him and he get not-very-secretly red

- compliments are not for him, he just say it's not bad... remarking because you follow his orders

👻 phantom

- phantom doesn't even know how to cook an egg

- cooking/baking=magic

- he gifts you an apron that say "magician of my heart"

- following every single move you make, adoration written on his face

- recipes book aka spellbook

- "what potion is it? where did you find this dusty thing?"

- you have to explain him over and over again that the dusty thing is flour and you find it at the supermarket

- now he thinks the supermarket have a space for witchy stuff

- hands on his hips because is impatient while pastries are on the oven

- everytime phantom eats your pastries or cakes he tells to the ghouls that he's on your spell

[asleepyy]

firstly, your art is gorgeous as hell and i eat it up everyday to reread some of the comics. the style? dedication? the LOVE?? simply too ineffable to be described into words.

a more personal (rhetoric, somewhat) question, out of just a huge amount of curiosity with how, outside of GO, i find the way you frame/design/write scenes to be so very in-love: have you ever been in love? it's a simple little spark, a tint of blush and a nudge of the lips, but GOSH you incapsulate the way your normal/oopsie az looks at crowley and the other way around SO VERY REALISTICALLY!! ANYWAYS ITS BEAUTIFUL CHEF'S KISS, HAVE REST, TAKE CARE, AND ENJOY THE HOLIDAYS 🔥🔥

(ahm i do not draw at all, so pls take my lil sketch of az with low life-expectancy)

UGH WHAT A BRILLIANT SKETCH HE LOOKS SO CUTE!!

I feel like this is the highest form of compliment I’ll ever receive, that my stuff feels ‘realistically in-love’, like I think I might’ve hit my peak! Thank you very much for such kind words!! For me, I love my friends and family, and I love good omens and I love its fanbase! But I don’t really need these loves to draw or write how Jophiel/Crowley and Azazel/Aziraphale love each other, because to me they just make it so painfully obvious themselves that it’s very easy to build upon.

Thank you for the lovely asks!

[dumskullexpress]

I don’t usually make these but uhhh

🍾🥤💥Madness Combat: Restaurant Etiquette Edition🔥🍔🍖

From order of best to worst.

AUDITOR

Physically incapable of leaving a mess

Orders most expensive meal available

Knows how to use a fork and knife

Wears a bib and a puts a napkin on their lap

Offers critique to the chef directly

Invests in the local business

Pays in full

Leaves a $100 tip

JEBUS

Orders something small but modest

Keeps cutlery neat and tidy on the table

Cleans up after himself

Compliments the chef, waiters, and dishwashers

Pays in full

Leaves a generous tip

SANFORD

Orders the spiciest option available

Chats up the waiter

Tries not to leave too much of a mess

Stacks the dirty plates

Has desert

Pays in full

Might leave a tip

DOC

Orders whatever looks good

On his phone most of the time

Not really involved with the restaurant staff

Wipes crumbs onto the floor

Pays in full

Doesn’t tip

DEIMOS

Orders the weirdest or grossest food on the menu

Stabs everything with a fork, spoons are for pussies

Chews with his mouth open

Smokes in the restaurant despite no-smoking signs

Trash EVERYWHERE

Didn’t bring his wallet

Pays in pennies, or forgets to pay entirely

Forgets to tip

TRICKY

Gets junk food

Uses his hands, completely ignoring the utensils

Screams at the staff

Staff is too terrified to oppose him

50/50 chance pays in Chuck-E-Cheese tokens or sets the restaurant on fire.

Murders a customer on the way out

Leaves a tip

and last but not least...

HANK

Doesn’t order, just grabs a random customer’s meal and swallows it whole

Doesn’t chew

Drinks directly from the soda dispenser

Smashes kid’s birthday cake

Shoots the waiter when asked to leave

Uses a hostage as a meat shield when law enforcement arrives

Throws a grenade into the kitchen

Massacre

Steals money from the register

Leaves

Doesn’t tip

Honorable mentions:

MAG Agent Torture

Accidentally squishes the waiter when ordering

Too big to fit inside

Has to order 20 different meals

Agency pays for damages

Church and Jorge

Orders biggest thing on the menu

“I’ll have what he’s having.”

Has a food fight

Leaves without paying

Phobos

Smites the waiter for addressing him as “sir” and not “god-emperor”

Won’t eat food that doesn’t meet his standards

Expects the entire restaurant (including customers) to kowtow before him

“What do you mean the meal isn’t free?! I demand to see this ‘MANAGER’ of yours.”

Gestalt

He fucking eats you

So yeah! Those are my silly restaurant hcs! :D

[tarrenterror25]

nsfw headcanons/whatevr u feel like abt julian slowik with a gn reader who's also a chef? julian is obviously a fan of being in control, but maybe reader also has a dominant side...

First off, I want to say thank you so much for taking the time to send me an ask! 💖💖

Again, I’m not a chef/cook so I’ll do my best to include the chef-y details! I hope you like these ✨

🔥NSFW🔥

Julian Slowik x Dom!Chef!GN!Reader

You’re a chef who doesn’t cook with as much precision, but you cook with passion. For you, it’s effortless to make something beautiful on the plate and you can turn the most unappetizing morsels into delicacies, even the s’more.

How do you do it? Julian has to know.

You will teach him to surrender himself to his passion fully and to abandon whatever he knows about precision. He has to lose sight of all the details and focus on the bigger picture.

“No,” you say gently tapping his hand with your index finger. “What?” Julian asks. “Is this not the recipe?” “Don’t cut the garlic, mash it with your knife.” “But...the recipe calls for minced-” “And I’m telling you,” your voice is warm on his neck from how close you’re standing to him, “to do it this way. Who do you trust more to know about taste; a piece of paper? Or yourself?”

Julian has never met someone he’s wanted to please so much except for maybe his manager when he worked at the burger joint.

For you, he’s a sub. Or at the very least more submissive in the kitchen and in private.

He’s eager to see the world how you see it, how your senses take in all of your experiences and transform them into something delicious and fleeting on a plate.

The only thing Julian Slowik knows about sex is fucking like a rabbit and you’ll show him that it’s just like when he’s in the kitchen; all the work that has to go into the process and the time it takes to make the experience more enjoyable.

He’s very into restraints and being blindfolded since this a technique used to heighten the sense of taste. He’ll learn to savor these tastes; to savor you.

Of course he loves praise, but he already knows he’s the best so hearing something different from you is what really gets him. He’s totally into light degradation. You can’t put him down completely, but questioning his skills as a chef and a lover even a little will have him melt into a puddle.

“Is this to your liking?” Julian asks tentatively. You smirk, just a bit, enough that he can tell you’re amused by his question. “If I was a customer at Hawthorne and you asked me that, I’d go into the kitchen and make the food myself.”

No one talks to him like that, but you which makes it a huge turn on. Pointing out that he’s the boss in the kitchen, but practically a slave to you gets him going.

As the dominant one in the relationship, you are his guide to finding how to put passion and fire back into his life! It’ll reflect in his cooking and this is where the praise from you means the most.

If he cooks a dish and you genuinely compliment it, he’s inspired and will take the reins during your next encounter.

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Fanfic Review: Style and Substance

“But y’know, if my boss finds out I’m helping you even a little, they’re gonna throw me out on my ass.” “Yes, I understand it is a bit of a conflict of interest for you… Is there something I can offer you in return? Something you would like?” Aziraphale questioned hopefully. You, Crowley thought loudly as he took a second sip. I want to know if you moan when you kiss the same way you do when you try something delicious. I want to know if your lips taste like Zinfandel. “Yes, actually.” Aziraphale is having difficulty running his restaurant, and it isn't helping that he believes the place across the street is trying to sabotage him. To his surprise, chef Crowley comes to him on friendly terms. Together they come up with an arrangement that could benefit them both.

Length: 89,422 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Pick-Me-Up, Romance, Human AU

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by Cabernet_Woebegone

*Minor Spoilers* As I'm sitting here trying to write up this post, I keep coming back to calling it "effortless." It's full of detail, excellent descriptions of food and cooking techniques, but it's not jargony. It's got an excellent voice, so you fall in step with this characterization very easily. It's just effortlessly easy to fall into this story.

Aziraphale owns and solely operates The Gate, a French restaurant, while Crowley is head chef at the hip and modern Ripe. To be totally honest, my fanfic goggles were on for the fact that Aziraphale is the only employee at his restaurant. Eventually we will bring in Newt, but yeah I think you have to look past that and just accept it. In the grand scheme of things do things need to make absolute real world sense? Nah. But on the other hand, the author was realistic about their schedules which I loved. Yes, it made things inconvenient for their love life, but the conflict that brought is great!! It's not that I want them to be apart, but I like stories where they don't get to be attached at the hip 24/7. It's real and gives so much to play with. We get to be there for the realistic up and downs of a relationship. They're still figuring each other out! They don't have 6000 years of history, they need to learn how to be together. Love the hint at kink, it's not a smutty story, but it's enough to spice things up and is exactly my headcanon for their preferences so I loved it.

Where this story shines is the way the pair compliments each other in the kitchen. If you're a fan of Old Vines, you'll love this one. I love when they are both incredibly competent but at different styles and the respect they have for one another because of it. Crowley will never have Aziraphale's level of education, but Aziraphale lacks Crowley's inventiveness and fearlessness. Put it together and the sparks fly!

Mostly safe in public, the explicit chapters are marked. This one can do it all. Great for at home, or on the go. You can pick it up and put it down if you need, but it's also very engaging for a binge read. This was an excellent dish

Read it here, fic by Cabernet_Woebegone

[ravenbloodshot]

Thoughts on le sserafim comeback (if you listened)

That shits 🔥👌

Does anyone know who produced it??? I really like the beat, and the lyrics just flow right

Kazuha, Yunjin, and Chaewon really caught my eye (especially Yunjin, that girl is just pretty asf and she's sounds ethereal)

The only negative thing I would say is the other two kinda faded into the background other than that everything else is perfect

Compliments to the chef

[xamaxenta]

Holy shit bro ur cooking tonight my compliments chef 🔥

Ace blindfolded awaiting Marco’s orders and hes like diamond hard bc this is the voice hes heard in his dreaaaamssssss

And yeah singer Ace singing about naughty shit hell yeah you know thats my vibe

[crybabychim]

Okay stalker! Reader. OMG! it is beyond incredible! vivid, enticing, and utterly hot 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Bravo! 👏 Chef's kiss!!! and I can't wait to see what other you create. Let me take a moment to express my admiration for your blog. Your writing is beyond incredible, and I can't help but absolutely love it! Not a lot of people do Dark! Jimin and thank you for this blog ❤️ Please don't feel discouraged because I want you to know that not only me, but many others out there deeply appreciate you and your amazing blog. You're doing an amazing job! 💫

wow thank you so much 🥹 I didn't think idol jimin & stalker reader would get such a reaction ahah I appreciate it so much <3

I know, not a lot of people want to take a dark route with jimin which is so so disappointing. I love dark content, but what is being written rn on Tumblr isn't much of my taste yk? so this is why my blog exist hehe 😼

I can't help but be discouraged sometimes! sharing things publicly isn't always easy, but thank you for the sweet compliments, it makes me happy 🤍 xx

[feleshero]

🔥

send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about @decoresca

❝ Love what you can do with some fresh ingredients, your highness. That might've been one of the best bits of cake I've ever had. ❞

Usually she had to spend a pretty penny for food with that many michelin stars attached to it. Felicia'd laud more compliments unto the chef in that vein, but she was so sure the monarch would tell her 'the secret ingredient was love' or something.

❝ You know how hard it is to be kind. You know kindness is easy to toy with everywhere you go, and yet here you are. Decidedly the kindest person in the room, and without any reservations about it. ❞ If there was a reservation, it was that others around her weren't trying to be as nice as she was...

❝ Weaponizing your heart is maybe the most out of pocket thing I've ever seen, but every time I have seen it, it's also always the most incredible thing too. ❞ Minako would be proud of this Pretty Soldier. They were cut from the same flower. ❝ Being beautiful wasn't enough. You took it upon yourself to be good too... that's amazing. You're amazing.❞

[sociialantii]

I don’t know if it’s safe to say I love you, but I LIKE everything about you shawty🫀 fr!

I like the way you look at me

I like the way you smile

I like the way you show you’re paying attention when I talk

I like the way we share similarities

I like how happy I get around you

I like how you never make me feel left out

I like when you compliment me

I like the way you make me feel

I like when you’re around me

I like your aura and allure when you sit in front of me

I like your natural beauty

I like how I can tell you’re different than the other girls

I like that you’re open and don’t judge

I like everything about you fr.

Even if you don’t feel the same way about me like most of the others didn’t (I hope you do), I appreciate you and adore you. If we don’t talk anymore after highschool, ima always remember you.🫀 keep bein you L🖤

(Look how we always chef that food up in my food science class😂🔥)

[tampatom12]

Tom actually did yell at his OLine to “Wake the fuck up!” in a 2020 Bears game when he kept getting sacked (he’s very passionate when he thinks people aren’t doing their jobs).

I called you Eddie because your other username is youngeditor1999 and I wasn’t sure what you’d like to be called. I thought the nickname was p cute tho

I found the clip of this moment!!

My man was not happy. 😤🤬

I love how everybody knows what he said, despite Fox blurring out the exact words. 🤭🤗💯🌟🔥💖

One of the things I have always loved about Tom is seeing him get hyped, fired up, and yelling at his teammates when he feels that they aren't playing their best!!

Back when I was in junior high and high school and didn't like him, I still found him to be entertaining on the sidelines when he would do things like that to his fellow Patriots.

Like, yeah, he yelled at them, but they usually seemed to understand why and went on to fix/improve their performances from there on out!!

Also, 2020 Tom is so special to me, as that is the first year that he spent with the Bucs. 🥰🤩😎💞

For those that might not know:

After he and the Bucs ended up going to the Super Bowl for that season, that's when I started paying more attention to him and Rob, eventually becoming the obsessed fan that I am today!!

Anyway, seeing Tom yell at his teammates was great and proves how he deeply cared about and truly believed in them. 🥺😭🤧💪🏻💥💗

Ultimately, for me, that's why he's the GOAT--because he loved, admired and cared SO MUCH about all of his teammates!!! He really just wanted to see them be the best that he knew they could be and was there to support all of them as they achieved their goals together. He is very much a man of the people and wanted everybody to be positive and suceed.

One that note, one of my all-time favorite videos of him is this one, where he's speaking at the Buc's ring ceremony.

I highly reccomend that everybody go watch this for themselves!!! It's Tom at his very best. 🥰💯🌟🔥 The way that he gives compliments and shoutouts to his teammates and the coaches is chef's kiss. I find this speech/video to be all around excellent content!! 🌠😊

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Now, on a personal note...!!

Now that I know the true reasoning behind why you decided to call me Eddie, I have to say that that's pretty sweet and defintley cute a.f.❣❣🕊🌺🌻🌼☺

While I at first was confused about it and thought that it was odd, now I appreciate the thought and creativity that went into it (as silly as that might sound because it is just a goofy little nickname that you probably made up on the fly!)!! 🤩💯🔥💞

My actual first name is Rachel, but you-or anyone else for that matter!-can call me Eddie anytime. 🙂😘🤗🥰

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In closing, thank you for sending me this message!!!

It was a nice thing to wake up to today. 😊🌥⛅🌞💓☮

[peachsayshi]

Gojo and semipublic sex headcanon? >:D

Yesssssss, anon!! 😈🔥🔥

That’s the thing with Gojo, right?

He loves to tease.

He always plans dinners by ensuring that you both get a private table/room/booth. He pouts if you show up wearing a pair of jeans, but when you’re in a dress or skirt - his eyes light up with excitement.

He’s extra flirtatious, whispering in your ear about how good you look and how he cannot wait to get home and fuck you. He doesn’t care if the waiters are around, and even catches them blushing sometimes when he lets something slip a little louder than a whisper.

His hands always wander up your leg, softly stroking your skin until it’s underneath the hem of your outfit. He loves feeling you soak through your underwear, and will even tug it aside just to stroke the path of your slit.

He almost let himself go too far once, almost allowed his fingers to prod against your weeping hole when the waiter interrupted. Gojo’s fingers immediately went to his lips, and he sucked them clean before stating: “dessert was fabulous, my compliments to the chef!”

It’s the thrill of getting caught without actually being compromised that turns him on the most, and once you picked up on that little fact you decided to treat him every now and then.

Occasionally you enjoyed a night out where you can go dancing, and Satoru was always happy to tag along for the date! His fun persona always made a simple night out feel like an adventure, but sometimes in the heat of the moment…

Your bodies would start moving against each other like you were the only two people on the dance floor. His hands were on your hips, occasionally gliding up your waist and lightly cupping your breasts. He can feel your ass grinding up against his crotch, and he’s fucking hard that he knew if you carried on any longer he would cum on the spot.

But you playfully turn around, and give him a little twirl before pressing your chest against his. Your lips brush his ear and you whisper that you’re not wearing any underwear. His hand finds yours so fast, and he drags you across the crowd of people until you’re both in the bathroom.

He keeps the door locked when he fucks you, and it feels so hot and dirty in the moment that you can’t help but give in. If you’re lucky you’ll both finish before quickly cleaning up and then head back home. But sometimes, there will be a knock of someone waiting on the other side…and instead of stopping Satoru just fucks you harder that you cry out “it’s occupied!” just as your about to reach your peak…and it’s clearly obvious what’s happening that you can only imagine the flushed expression on the stranger’s face standing behind the frame 🙈

feeling chatty: ask me anything! (hc requests; casual asks; spicy asks etc.)

[megamindsecretlair]

Frenn, frenn, freennnnnn! WHEW.

First of all, that opening paragraph? Chefs fn kiss 🤌🏽🤌🏽 i was kissing my fingers and everything. Immediately pulled me in. Shoot, I was reading in between hold times at work 🥲

He often came to this dream-like purgatory, so he’d trained his mind to pull himself out, fighting against the waves of grief to force himself awake.

This one right here. That dream like purgatory fn hit. I need to be taking notes from you frenn 🔥😮‍💨

Gahh damn it this is wonderful. Baby can't sleep and needs us to fall asleep??? Eat that shit up i swear. Simps juss 🤌🏽🤌🏽🥲

“I’m so fucking close baby pleaseeee” and his lips came back up to your clit, sucking it more firmly and moaning around it. He worked his jaw faster and faster, licking and sucking, and his own hips started grinding into the side of the bed, needing to relieve the pressure in his boxers from chasing your high with you.

AND he's a munch who can't help grinding into the bed? Baby. This a whole marriage proposal 🥵

“You gonna let me take care of this?” You asked it so innocently while pulling his boxers the rest of the way down, tossing them somewhere behind you and raking your nails back up his legs, sending a shiver down his spine.

I love, love, love the intimacy of this. The teasing, the playfulness, the sensory overload. Ahhhh, im kicking my feet 😮‍💨

And this full course meal of a fic? My compliments to the mf chef 🤌🏽🤌🏽

“Fuck” you felt one of his large hands twist into your hair, your scarf long since gone, and he guided you a little bit faster, “just like that, you suck that dick so fuckin good” his words were slurring slightly already and you hummed around him again at his praise.

Alright, im gonna pass out 🥹🥲

You did amazing 👏🏽 🤩 deff , deff tag me for more and thank you for the shout out 🥹🥹

Sweet Dreams

A/N: You read my mind anon 💕 I'm not normally a fluffy sweet gal but this idea came to me, and every time I sat down to work on it, I would get stuck reading another and then another amazing Terry fic on here 😮‍💨 shout out to @megamindsecretlair the first Terry fic I read on here was written by her and now here I am, feral and unhinged 😃

Pairing: Terry Richmond x Reader

Summary: Terry has night terrors, luckily he's found you and his love for you keeps him grounded

Genre/Warning: I mean yeah it's sweet and fluffy but y'all know me. 18+, minors kindly fuck off. Oral (f & m receiving), overstimulation (boffum cause they're equally matched)

Also I had this song on repeat writing it...

Please let me know what you think ☺️

Terry’s body was so tense, muscles spasming even in his sleep. His mind was stuck on a painful loop, replaying nightmares he lived and torturing him with tragedy after tragedy. This was familiar to him. He often came to this dream-like purgatory, so he’d trained his mind to pull himself out, fighting against the waves of grief to force himself awake.

He came to with a quiet “shit” escaping from his twitching lips. His fists were balled tightly and his skin was slightly damp from the torment his mind insists on putting him through. His heart was racing and he could feel a panic attack creeping up his stiff spine. Trying to slow his breathing down and ground himself, he focused on his 5 senses to bring him back to reality. 

His eyes locked on the ceiling fan, bringing his attention to the way the cool breeze in the room soothed his heated skin. He could hear your soft breathing next to him, and his heartbeat finally started to calm down some. He turned his head to look at you and inhaled deeply, allowing your sweet cinnamon spiced vanilla scent to comfort the raging emotions inside of him.

His whole body sagged against your bed in relief. Finally able to embrace the reality of being here, in your home, in your bed, with you peacefully resting next to him. His face softened staring at you, thick lips curving upwards with contentment taking in your form. You were on your back just like him, comforter pushed down past your knees from where you kick them when you overheat in the middle of the night. In just his US Marine shirt that you seemed to drown in and a satin scarf. Pretty face relaxed in the most peaceful expression. His heartbeat evened out, all was right in his world. 

He realized he left one of his senses neglected. Taste. He glanced over at his water on your nightstand then back at you. Water would do absolutely nothing for him right now. His mouth is watering for the peace he knows he’ll find nestled between your soft thighs. Moving stealthily like a feline in the night, he crept over to your side of the bed, careful to not jostle you awake. He pushed the comforter completely off the bed, and settled in between your spread legs. You wore nothing underneath his large t shirt, and your scent was more rich here, making his hunger for you more intense. 

He watched your chest rise and fall for a moment, then kissed his way up both your thighs, his beard softly grazing your skin making you shift. His nose nudged the shirt up the higher he kissed, and he heard you release a sigh, legs shifting slightly, spreading and unintentionally inviting him in deeper into your aura. He moved slowly, half of him wanting to let you rest, the other half of him growing surprisingly needy the more he inhaled your sweet scent. 

His shirt now resting on your tummy, you were exposed to him, and he paused to admire you. He’s convinced you’re made for him. Your energy keeping him anchored while his mind healed from life knocking him down more than enough times, your beauty making the walls he built around himself crumble at just the sight of you, your body perfectly taking him in and calming his storm. He was yours completely now, and you don’t even know the power you have over him.

Eyes locked on your face, he brought his plump lips to your own, leaving soft kisses all over your mound. You moaned and shifted again, slightly raising one knee, giving him enough room to hook a strong arm underneath your thigh. His other hand came up to gently part your folds, and he softly blew on your clit to wake her up. 

“Terry…” your voice was thick with sleep, eyes still shut, your breathing was coming out unevenly now. His striking eyes stayed glued to your face, and he watched you let out a sharp gasp as he lazily ran his tongue from your hole to your now very hard clit. 

“Terry!” He smiled into you at your agonized moan, giving you another long deliberate lick, finally satisfying his tastebuds with your essence.

“Take the shirt off, I want to see you.” He gave your clit loving, wet kisses, watching you scramble to free yourself from his shirt, and your eyes finally met his once you were bare.

“Good girl.” His eyes gleamed with pride at you willingly and eagerly giving yourself to him, like you always do. He circled your clit with his tongue, trapping it between his lips and moaning at the taste of you. This is exactly what he needed, to be completely consumed by you. 

You brought one hand down to grip his head, whispered pleas leaving you as you bucked into his mouth. He spit on your pussy and slurped it up, delighted by the way your voice gets hoarse the sloppier he eats. 

“Please baby, I need more!” You sounded so sweet and desperate, your eyes begging him to push you over the approaching edge. You loved that he often ate you out for his own pleasure, choosing to spend hours if he wanted to satiating his hunger. But waking up to his handsome face now wet from you, and his muscled arms guiding your hips to grind on his mouth, and hearing his moans as he indulged himself in you, it was too fucking much. “Pleaseee” you begged again.

“S’okay baby, I gotchu” he stopped playing with you then, wanting to enjoy the privilege of tasting your cum. His tongued moved down to start thrusting into your hole, his head moving up and down so his nose would rub against your clit, and you both moaned. You arched into his mouth as his hands soothed their way up your body to play with your nipples, pulling more wetnesses and pathetic noises from you.

“I’m so fucking close baby pleaseeee” and his lips came back up to your clit, sucking it more firmly and moaning around it. He worked his jaw faster and faster, licking and sucking, and his own hips started grinding into the side of the bed, needing to relieve the pressure in his boxers from chasing your high with you.

He pulled back only to tell you to cum for him, and then he messily made out with your pussy, licking up every drop you gave him as he turned you into a whimpering, twitching, cumming mess. His hands smoothed down your curves to grip your hips as his tongue slowed back down to lazy licks. Both of your hands pushed at his head trying to free yourself as he alternated from licking your pussy to your wet thighs, and back again, making sure he got all of you. 

“Okay Terry, okaaay!” You tried pushing harder, you were so sensitive and he was working you up again. He gave you a mischievous smile, eyes darkening with intention.

“You love me?” His voice so deep with desire it was almost a growl.

“Yes! Yes you know I do baby, come on” he chuckled at your high pitched whine, giving you another sweet lick and your hands were frantically clawing at his back, your clit getting overstimulated. “Let me show you how much I do!” He paused and quirked his brow at you before kissing his way up your body. You could feel his large length pressing against you through his boxers as he held himself over you, locking you into his intense gaze.

“Show me.” He pressed his lips onto yours and you moaned at the distinct taste of you as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. Your right leg and arm attached to him, holding on tightly and your left leg and arm pushed against the bed, never breaking the kiss as you guided him to lay on his back. Now on top of his sturdy body, your hands smoothed over his muscles and you grind your hips down on him, teasing him through his boxers. His hands came to grip your round ass firmly, giving it a playful jiggle and nipping at your bottom lip with his sharp teeth.

Your hand grips his jaw lightly, and you turn his head, finding that spot just under his ear that always gets you what you want. You give that spot a sweet, wet kiss, and you feel his hold on your ass tighten, making you grind harder on him. 

“I’m in charge now big guy” you suck on his neck, marking him for the world to see, and you miss the content smile on his face. He’s all too happy being yours. You make your way down his body, you roles reversed now, kissing as you go a paying attention to the spots that make him softly grunt and groan with pleasure.

Once you reach his boxers, you slowly stroke the thickness there, looking up at him from under your lashes. His hands were under his head, biceps bulging beautifully, and his eyes were closed with a small smile on his thick lips. He looked so damn handsome, and so peaceful, and so unaware of the hunger he awoke within you. You tugged his boxers down so just the tip was exposed to the warm air between you two, and gave the leaking tip a soft kiss, tasting him there and causing Terry to hiss through his teeth at the feeling. 

“You gonna let me take care of this?” You asked it so innocently while pulling his boxers the rest of the way down, tossing them somewhere behind you and raking your nails back up his legs, sending a shiver down his spine.

“Mmhh” ever a man of few words he opened his striking eyes, nodding at you and flexing his abs, causing his impressive dick to jump slightly. You put one hand on his thigh, and the other confidently gripped his base, bringing his length to stand up closer to your lips, and you watched him bite his plump bottom lip to stop himself from thrusting into your hand.

“I’ll make sure you don’t question if I love you again” he saw the determined glint in your eyes and chuckled.

“Baby I was jok-“ the rest of his sentence was choked off as your hot, wet tongue circled his tip slowly. Your eyes danced playfully as you did it again, watching him squeeze his eyes shut tightly and both his hands move down to grip your sheets.  “Shit baby girl”

You hummed on his tip sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body, sucking a little more of him into your mouth before pulling off quickly with a loud ‘pop’. The hand gripping his base stroked up to tease his tip, and Terry couldn’t keep up with all the sensations, he was never prepared to feel your talented mouth on him no matter how often you got on your knees for him. 

“You were saying handsome?” You didn’t give him a chance to answer your cheeky question as you took him back into your mouth, further down this time, your hand gripping the length of him that you couldn’t take and twisting in perfect harmony with your sucking. Deep, almost pained, groans left his mouth as he lightly bucked into your mouth, unable to hold back anymore.

“Fuck” you felt one of his large hands twist into your hair, your scarf long since gone, and he guided you a little bit faster, “just like that, you suck that dick so fuckin good” his words were slurring slightly already and you hummed around him again at his praise.

Moving your other hand from his thigh, you cupped his balls and lightly tugged downwards, and called out your name just like you knew he would. Resisting the pressure he put on your head with his hand in your hair, you repositioned yourself so you could stroke him with two hands and focus your mouth on the tip. He was so big that there was still parts of his dick that went untouched. He thrusted more clumsily in your mouth as you gave him everything, twisting your fists and slurping his tip, your eyes shut in concentration and you moaning around him. You were about to make him cum way faster than he meant to.

“Wait-baby-WAIT!” His hands pulled your head off of him as gently but urgently as he could and you pouted up at him. His chest was heaving, his brows furrowed and his hips still thrusting into your fist that still twisted and stroked around him.

“Aww handsome” your tone was mockingly sympathetic “is my love too much for you?” You couldn’t help the cruel smile that spread across your pretty face, and he frowned back at you, still helplessly bucking his hips.

“I need to be inside you, now.” His gray eyes were dark and serious, but you weren’t phased.

“I’m still in charge, remember?” You leaned forward to lightly kiss his tip and he gave you an exasperated moan of your name. “But I do wanna feel you stretch me Terry.” With that you crawled unhurriedly up his body, giving him soft sucks and bites randomly over his muscles and smooth skin.

You positioned your dripping pussy right over his dick, rubbing your clit on his hardness and you both moaned at just how damn good you felt together. His hands moved to caress your thighs and you quickly grabbed his wrists, placing his hands above his head. He blinked those pretty eyes at you in frustration but allowed you to hold him hostage, keeping the both of you from diving right off that cliff into an ocean of pleasure. 

You smiled down at him, sliding your whole body on him teasingly, he could feel your hard nipples on his chest, you hair tickling his neck, your pussy trying to drown him, it was overwhelming but it was exactly what he wanted. You attempted to hold both his wrists in one hand, your hands were much too small but he obeyed and stayed still all the same, and you brought your other hand down to grip him, positioning him right at your entrance.

“You love me Terry?” You gave him a cute smile, and he wanted to bite your lips, wanted to flip you over, wanted to remind you that you’ve met your match. But he also loved you like this, his passionate hell cat, his wild insatiable pretty girl that wasn’t afraid to take what the fuck she wanted, what she needed. 

His piercing eyes got lost in the depths of your own for another moment before he leaned up so he could speak softly against your lips, “of course I love you baby girl” he kissed you softly and you let him, trying to hold on to your resolve and not melt against him. He pulled back, eyes going from your luscious lips to your pretty eyes, “I love you with everything that I am” his deep voice sounded so earnest, and an intense wave of love and belonging washed over you. He had no idea how much you were his, and you had no idea how deeply he felt the same way.

You finally, agonizingly slowly, sank down on his tip, feeling him start to stretch you despite how sinfully wet you were. Both of you moan, you shift up slightly to take more of him in, and his head falls heavily to the bed, neither one of you able to keep your eyes open, just completely lost in each other. Once you take all of him, clit kissing his base, you give him a torturous grind, pussy clenching around him and adjusting to his large size. He growls out your name and you open your eyes to look down at him, bringing your hand back up to his wrists. 

He glared at you, he was trying so hard to be still, “girl if you don’t fucking move.” You giggled at his serious tone, happy to see the effect you have on him. You begin to slowly rock your hips, watching his jaw twitch, knowing this wasn’t enough for him but not caring because it made him stretch your pussy so deliciously.

“Like this-“ before you could even get your teasing question out, he yanked his hands from under yours, forcing you to brace your hands by his head. His strong hands grabbed your hips firmly, lifting you so he’d have space to slam up into you. You gasped sharply, eyes rolling back in your head as he found a steady pace, the wet smacks of skin filling the room with your surprised moans.

“I fucking tried baby” his deep voice was strained, you did that to him. His head was thrown back and he was panting. The way you sucked his dick, such sweet torture, and now this? He can’t take the hold you have on him. “I really fucking tried to let you be in charge baby. You don’t know what you do to me” he continued to thrust up, hands gripping you tighter feeling how your wet pussy molded around him. You loved when he got like this, when he gets talkative when he’s deep in you, unable to help himself, and you groan and throw your hips back onto him.

You sat up a little higher, bracing your hands on his wide chest, and you both locked eyes again. You bit your lip as you began to bounce, and he smiled at that. “There you fucking go pretty girl, look at you bouncing on this dick, that’s your dick huh baby?” You moaned and nodded, eyes rolling from pleasure and twerked your hips back harder.

“That’s my good girl, soaking daddy’s dick, listen to her talk to me” and you could hear the obscene noises your pussy made. That, combined with his voice talking to you so gruffly, and the feel of his tip hitting that spongy spot deep in you, you were close. He could tell by the way your moans were broken, and how you stopped talking shit, and how you bounced just a little bit harder.

“Play with your clit baby, lemme see you cream all over me” you groaned moving one hand to rub your clit, and the other to pinch your nipple, hips becoming frantic on him. The sight of your head thrown back, loud moans of his name leaving you, beautiful bouncing curves, and the creamy wetness he could see on his dick as he thrusted in and out from underneath you, he was right there behind you.

“Just like that baby girl, I can feel you gripping me, keep going” you worked your clit harder and he moved one of his hands to grip your neck firmly. That was all you needed to let go, your hips bucked wildly and your gripped him like you wanted to snap him in half, he growled at you, eyes never leaving your form has he continued to slam into you through your orgasm.

“That’s. My. Fucking. Girl.” He punctuated each word with a harsh thrust before he stilled, groaning your name and pulling you down onto him, your head in his neck and arms wrapped around his damp body and he softly fucked the last of his cum into you.

You both fought to catch your breath, chests heaving into each others. You gave his neck sweet kisses as he lightly caressed your back. You shifted, the soreness of your thighs and core now getting to you, and your pussy clenched automatically around his dick that was still hard. He hissed and pulled you tighter against him.

“It’s too much” you could tell his teeth were clenched as he said it.

“Oh?” You propped yourself up on your arms by his head once again, taking in his stressed features, he almost looked in pain. You moved like you were going to get off him, lifting your pussy slowly until just the head was caught in her grasp. “Really? Too much?” You lightly twerked on his tip, knowing it was extra sensitive and Terry urgently gripped the back of your thighs trying to lift you off him.

“Too fucking much baby girl, I can’t-“ you left him winded as you sank back down all the way, your pussy was hotter and wetter now, completely engulfing him in blinding pleasure, and he just swears his heart is gonna stop as fast as its beating now. You’re trying to kill him, he’s convinced!

All you do is laugh, getting off on him being overstimulated. It was rare to see him like this, the lines of his neck and hard body so strained, his eyes unable to stay open, crude words leaving his mumbling mouth, his nails digging into your thighs were he’s unable to decide if he should move you away or closer, he was helplessly at your mercy.

You did that move a few more times, slowly lifting up, pussy clenching around him, teasing his tip just barely inside you, and slamming onto him again. It was driving him crazy, he didn’t think he had anything left to give but he felt it coming, and you were determined to get every drop from him. He shouted, turning to bite your arm next to his face, as he came again. It was much less this time but still enough to cause your combined essence to overflow out of you, making a sticky mess between you two.

“That’s a good boy” you teased and he huffed a wheezing “fuck off” at you, lifting your hips with weak trembling arms and pulling you off him finally with a sharp gasp at the cool air meeting his spent dick.

You rested your head on his chest as he caught his breath. You were honestly spent, sore and weak and needed to clean up, but your ego was inflated and your pussy had a pleasant ache to it now. Terry’s chest wasn’t heaving anymore, in fact you were surprised to hear soft snores leaving him. You propped yourself up and looked him over, beautiful features serene, muscles relaxed and pliant, dick softening but an absolute mess, you did good. You weren’t the only one that taps out around here, sometimes he needed to be reminded of that. 

You pressed a sweet kiss to his shoulder and got up to clean yourself, moving sluggishly as exhaustion caught up to you. Terry fell further and further into pleasant dreams that smelled of cinnamon spiced vanilla and tasted distinctly of you.

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Okie dokie 😇 I'm gonna tag people in the comments that I've seen talk about Terry, I'll probably write more for him so let me know if you'd like to be tagged in the future. Like, comments, reblogs and messages in my asks are well received and appreciated 💕