#🪷 anon ?!

[toji-fguro]

yay!! just!! dont tell sukuna i said that :3c

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Heh, not that close with the old bastard so no worries.

[fcthots]

lol imagine if reader and jay had a intimate moment and like jay bites her gently or sum and Gus thinks its an attack against his beloved mother and starts scratching the shit out off him

Like jason trys to fight him off and still keep going but it just ends wirh him setting on the bed and the reader putting Band aids all over him haha

🪷

combining this and your other ask "But like jason biting and kissing your neck while on top of you 🫠 🪷<3"

You don't know how it started, but now he's on top of you. You're laying on the couch and his legs bracket your hips while one of his arms is used to support his weight and the other tugs your hair to expose your neck. The hickeys he's leaving will be entirely visible tomorrow and you're not sure what to do about that, but that's a problem for tomorrow you.

He's making noises that sound like a mix between a growl and a moan. "Mmmm." All of the sudden, he jolts. "OW. FUCK." His hand in your hair loosens so you look to see what happened.

Gus must have been up there for a while and you two just hadn't noticed, but now he's smacking the back of Jason's head with his paw. You can't help but laugh.

Jason looks annoyed. "You, shut the fuck up. OW. GUS. DO YOU FUCKING MIND?"

You laugh harder when Gus smacks him again. Jason looks at your neck, looks at the cat, looks at your neck, and tries to bite it again.

Gus jumps on his head. His head smacks into your shoulder.

"Ow," "Meow," and "Ouch." Are all said at the same time. Gus moves off of Jason and continues to smack him.

"Wow, Gus. You're such a protector. Maybe you should be Red Hood," you laugh.

Jason grumbles and glares at Gus.

[nottsangel]

Imagine this,

A threesome with Theo and Mattheo but they start making out and forget your there so you’re stuck cockwarming both of them.

Sorry if the is doesn’t make sense

(can I be 🪷 anon? <3)

oh to be mattheodore’s personal cockwarmer while they kissssss 😓 and you’re helplessly wiggling around, trying to create some friction, but it’s no use— their bodies are pressed so tightly against yours, you’re just stuck there!

[whose-lozerrr]

what about denying Bachira (+ whoever) his kisses because readers lips are chapped

(No pressure ofc!)

🪷-anon

Summary: Denying kisses from bllk boys because of your chapped lips

Characters: Bachira, Rin, Chigiri, Isagi, Nagi

Genre: Fluff <3

AN: I'm so so sorry this took so long. I've had such a horrible writer's block. 😭😭 I hope this is good. Kinda oc but I hope you enjoy reading this!! <3

Bachira Meguru

How could you deny this cutie patootie his kisses!!??

But you had to because your lips were chapped

He would definitely get upset and complain that it's fine that you have chapped lips

Would probably end up stealing a kiss or two anyway

"Meguru, no. No kisses, my lips are chapped badly right now." You say while pushing him away and denying his attempt to kiss you. He looks at you, his mouth agape in shock that you just denied his kiss. He pouts and storms off but not even a few minutes later, he storms back in and says, "I don't care about your chapped lips, I need my kisses." Then he would kiss you. Oh, you only thought once? Oh boy, you're in for a ride.

Rin Itoshi

What a mistake you made, denying Rin his kisses.. 💀

Honestly, he probably wouldn't care about your chapped lips. He just wants his kisses

Wouldn't listen to your pleas and just continue to kiss you

As Rin leaned in to kiss you on the lips, you backed up not wanting to kiss him with chapped lips. He looked at you kinda hurt that you denied his kiss. "Why won't you kiss me?" He asked softly. "Ah, sorry Rin. It's just that my lips are kinda chapped right now.." You admit bashfully. He then looks at you with annoyance in his eyes and grabs you by the waist to pull you in. "So? I don't give a shit." Then he continues to make out with you. Poor you. 😉

Chigiri Hyoma

Imo, he would be kinda hurt that you thought he would care that much

If anything would give you Vaseline or chap stick before he kisses you to make you feel better

But truly doesn't care

He just lives for his kisses

"Really? [Name], you're not gonna kiss me cause your lips are chapped?" He looks at you as if you just said the dumbest thing in the world. "Well.. Yeah, I mean I thought maybe you'd be grossed out.. " "Seriously?" He looks at you a bit flabbergasted before reaching into his pocket for a chap stick then applying it to his lips and kisses you very, very roughly. "There, now your lips aren't that chapped anymore."

Isagi Yoichi

Man, this precious boy 😭😭

Wouldn't give your chapped lips mind at all

If anything he probably has kinda chapped lips too

Would comfort you about and still kiss to show he loves your lips no matter what

"Um, Yoichi" You said softly as Isagi leaned in to kiss you. "Yes, [Name]. Is something wrong?" He backs up looking at you with a worried expression on his face. "Uh, I can't really kiss you right now because my lips are pretty chapped." As soon as you said that Isagi just stared at you in confusion before he laughed. "It's alright, love. So are mine." He says to reassure you before he smiles at you then leans closer to kiss your chapped lips.

Nagi Seishiro

Genuinely wouldn't give a damn

Probably wouldn't even give you a chance to tell him

He loves everything about you

Plus everything's a hassle to him so his lips are slightly chapped as well

"Uh, Nagi. My lips are chapped. So let me get my chap-" He cuts you off by kissing you. You look up at him in shock after he pulls away. Your face is flushed. "Nagi! Seriously! I didn't get to finish what I was saying!" Nagi holds you by your waist. "You were going to go grab something and that's too much of a hassle. I don't care about your chapped lips." You sigh, rolling your eyes. "Omg, you big baby" You say voice coated in annoyance but you have the cheesiest smile on your face.

[itsrlymine]

Hiii!

SUCCESS STORY!!

- so basicallyyy I was thinking back to this one time I felt like manifesting a certain audio coming up on my tt fyp (like those tt that r literally just song audios) and omg thinking back to this just made me realise how easy manifesting is LIKE ALL I SAID WAS “I don’t care when or how it will appear I just know it will” then I went to go eat dinner and then LITERALLY SCROLLED 3 VIDS DOWN AND KABOOM MY FAV PART OF THE SONG ALL THE WAY THROUGH AS WELL LIKE🤭

Another one was when in school we had to take mandatory cooking classes (always first thing in the mornings) so I just did the same thing and decided the class wasn’t going to move forward and didn’t care about how or whatever, and then my cooking teacher ended up not feeling well and since I was feeling extra lazy I did this for the next lesson except she had an exam for another class so woohoo!🥳 so we basically ended up doing nothing in a spare class

I just wanted to say that I LOVE the advice you give and ur whole page (literally)🫶💖💖

- from 🪷 anon?

YAYYYYY!1!!!!! I loveee these success stories so much theu are seriously warming my heart. I love that it is coming so easy for y'all. As it should! Lazy manifesting is the way bc no work needs to be done at alllll!

[lipglossanon]

You’re Shakin’ Like Tremolo

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{previous installment} || {next installment}

Stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Special thanks to 🪷 anon who brought up the idea of needy reader sneaking into Leon’s room 👏 👏 it’s short and sweet (well semi-sweet, it is stepbro Leon 😜) hope you enjoy!! 😘

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, masturbation, dirty talk, Leon calling reader dumb, unprotected sex, incest kink, breeding kink, creampie

Not proofread 🤙

Title from Moving in Stereo by The Cars 💜 please listen with headphones, you will not be disappointed 😉

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After finishing a couple episodes of the crime show your moms been raving about, you head upstairs to get ready for bed. Leon bids you goodnight in front of his room, stealing a quick kiss that leaves you buzzing before shutting his door. You do your usual routine of brushing your teeth and putting on your pajamas before climbing into your bed. 

Placing your phone on charge, you settle in your comfy sheets and shut your eyes. After laying there for minutes on end, you huff and flip over on your side. When that doesn’t really help, you lay flat on your back and stare at the ceiling. Shifting your thighs, you softly moan. You bring your hand down and slide it under your shorts and panties, lightly running your fingers over your aching clit. 

Leon ate you out earlier, but you two didn’t get a chance to any further. Your pussy is slick with arousal as you rub your clit in soft circles. Whining, you dip your fingers into your cunt and use your other hand to tease your sensitive bud. You picture Leon’s broad figure hovering yourself and you arch your back with a low whimper and finger yourself faster. 

It’s a slow hot build towards your orgasm, but it seems like you’re just teetering on the edge. You feel tears of frustration bead across your waterline but no matter how much you rub your cunt, you get no closer to cumming. You keep trying but with absolutely no luck so you pull your hands away and wipe your wet fingers across your panties. Standing up, you quickly shed your shorts and tiptoe out of your room to Leon’s next door. 

You lightly tap your fingers against it, but don’t hear anything. Trying the handle and realizing it’s unlocked, you slowly let yourself inside. You close the door and quietly make your way over to his bed. He’s laying on his side, head pillowed on his arm. Taking a second, you admire his cheekbones and strong jawline. You reach out and lightly shake his shoulder.

“Leon,” you whisper, “Leon.” 

He groggily wakes up, eyes squinting at your figure. 

“What?” He reaches over and picks up his phone to see the time, “it’s late as hell, what’re you doing awake?

He raises up a little more alert, “You okay?”

You fidget with the hem of your tank top, “Y-yeah, I just can’t sleep.”

“Can’t sleep? You wake me up cause you can’t sleep,” His deadpan expression is hard to see in the dark but you can still make it out.

Guilt makes you duck your head down, “Yeah, I uh, need help.”

“Help? What—“ he pauses then laughs, low and deep in his chest, “lemme guess, you need big brother to help with your needy cunt?”

He pushes the covers back, revealing his naked chest, and pats the empty space next to him.

“C’mon, show me what your problem is, Princess.”

You whimper and climb into bed with him; the sheets are warm and smell like his cologne, making your pussy dribble slick down your thighs. 

“Leon, please,” frustrated tears slip from your eyes, “I tried and I couldn’t—“

He shushes you and pulls the cover back over both of your bodies. Huffing, you grab his hand and force his palm against your soaked panties. 

His fingers cup you harder as he groans in your neck, “So fucking wet, sweetheart.”

“I need you,” you whisper in the dark, “I couldn’t make myself cum.”

His fingers dip under the band of your panties and his fingers drag over your clit in quick flicks. Your hips buck as you let out a needy whine. 

“Hush, Princess,” he whispers hotly in your ear, “gonna get us busted. And all because you’re being a slutty little sister.”

You bring up your hands to muffle your mouth, eyes rolling as he continues to rub your clit. He pulls his hand away to take off your panties; then, he slips his ring and middle finger in your clenching hole and fucks up hard into your pussy, palm smacking against your clit. 

Forgetting to cover your mouth, you moan, “Big brother, please.”

“God damn,” Leon bites into your shoulder making you roll your hips down into his rough finger fucking. 

“Jerk me off, princess,” he growls in your ear, “fucking get your hands around my cock or I’m not gonna fill this wet little pussy.”

Eagerly, your hand fumbles between you two until you can reach into his briefs and pull out his thick cock. He groans, pressing hot open mouthed kisses along your neck and collar bone. You feel his cock kick and throb in your hand, fingers not able to touch as they wrap around him. 

“Stroke it, sweetheart,” he murmurs, voice smoky, “don’t be shy, jerk off your big brother so he can fuck your sweet pussy.” 

“Leon,” you buck your hips down into his hand and moan as his palm smacks your clit harshly. 

You grasp his dick in your hand and softly start stroking him up and down. 

“Little harder, princess, you can do it,” he chuckles meanly, “I know your hand’s not as good as your cunt, but you can play with my cock a little better than that.”

Your pussy pulses around his fingers, more slick leaking down his wrist. 

“Mm such a dumb little sister,” he sucks a bruise into your neck, “need me to make this pussy cum, huh? Little slutty of you to sneak in here. What if I didn’t wake up? What then?”

“Leon,” you mewl out his name weakly. 

He sucks another bruise into your skin, “Were you going to get me hard and sit on my dick? So when I wake up you’re working that tight little pussy down my fat cock? S’that about it?”

“Noo,” you jerk him off messily, precum oozing over your fingers making your hand sticky. 

“No?” He mocks, “c’mon don’t be dumb baby, I know you would’ve used my dick to get off. S’okay though, don’t think I’d mind waking up buried in my little sister’s tight cunt.”

You feel your orgasm ramping closer with every steady thrust of Leon’s fingers in your aching pussy, “I’m close.”

He pulls his fingers out, and you cry. He kicks off his briefs and tosses them in the floor. 

Your breath hitches, “Leon, please, I need to cum.”

“And you will,” he coos all pouty lips and fake sympathy, “but first, I need to be inside your wet little cunt.”

He moves on top of you, pulling the blanket up against the chill of his room. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss. He grabs your legs and puts them around his waist right as you press your lips against his. Moaning, you rock down, his dick catching on your dripping hole making you both moan. 

He grinds down on you, cock rubbing against your clit making your fingers dig into his tense shoulders. 

“In me, in me please, Leon,” you beg, voice high and reedy, “please, big brother, need you to fill me up.”

He laughs mockingly down at you, “Okay, princess, take it easy.”

He reaches between your bodies and guides the fat head of his cock into your sopping wet hole. The first few inches glide in easily. He grunts when your pussy walls clamp down on his dick making it harder to thrust deeper into your willing cunt. 

“Ease up, baby,” he pulls his hips back to push in deeper, “can’t fuck you if your pussy won’t let me.”

“C-can’t help it,” you whine, nails scratching his skin, “S’too good.”

“Aww my baby sis getting all dumb from my cock?” He snaps his hips hard, burying the full thick length in your pulsing walls. 

You scream at the sudden feeling and he groans, palm coming up far too late to cover your mouth. 

“Shut up,” he snaps at you, stilling his movement so you both can listen for any sound outside his room. 

After a minute of nothing, he pulls out and thrust his hips deep into your cunt again, keeping his palm over your mouth. 

“Need to keep your fucking mouth shut,” he hisses down at you, blue eyes almost black, “if you want me to stuff that little cunt with my cum, you’ll stay quiet.”

He lets go of your mouth to shift his hands underneath your shoulders to push you down with his thrusts, letting him fuck you deeper than before. 

“S-sorry, Leon,” you slur, tongue feeling heavy in your mouth, “d-didn’t mean t-to.”

“I know, you’re just a little stupid, honey, it’s okay,” he picks up his pace, your pussy squelching loudly even with the blanket cocooning you together. 

“Big b-brother,” you whine, “please.”

“You wanna cum, baby?”

“Uh huh,” you hiccup, trying to keep your voice down. 

“Of course, princess,” his condescending tone makes you clench around his cock, “ready for big brother to give you a nice thick creampie?”

“Yes, yes,” you chant, nails digging into his back, “want you to cum in me, Leon. Always feels so hot.”

“Damn,” he groans, moving his arm between your thrusting bodies to rub and pinch your clit roughly, “cum for me so I can fill you up, little sis. Make that birth control work extra hard tonight.”

“Yeah, yeah, knock me up, big brother,” you gasp, mouth running away from you, “breed my little cunt. Want you to fill me up.”

“Fuck yeah,” he laughs lowly, spreading your pussy with his fingers to tap his thumb against your swollen clit, “gonna fill this little cunt til it’s spilling out, princess. What’ll people think if I knock you up? Knowing you let your big brother fuck you and breed your cute little pussy.”

“Good, so good,” you gasp, eyes rolling back in your head as Leon grinds his cock against your g-spot as his thumb teases over your clit, “want it, big brother, give it to me.”

“Fuck, god, you’re so—“ he grunts and humps his hips down harder into you, skin slapping loudly in the room. 

He roughly pinches your clit and tugs just a little and the knot of arousal inside you snaps; Leon slaps his hand over your mouth as you scream, hips jumping up as your legs and arms thrash. Eyes rolling back in your head, slick coats Leon’s still thrusting cock as your walls squeeze down on him tightly. 

He grunts harder and buries his cock deep, tip grazing your cervix as he pumps you full of thick, sticky cum. You keen high in your throat, walls fluttering and milking Leon as he grinds his dick in your pussy. 

“God, take it, princess,” he grits out, biting your neck, sloppily rolling his hips, “love breeding this needy hole.”

“Leon,” you sigh, thigh muscles jumping around his waist, “so good, feels so good, so hot inside.”

“God damn,” he groans, cock throbbing as more cum spurts from the tip, “little slut likes getting filled to the brim huh.”

He drags his mouth from your neck to kiss you, tongue licking into your panting mouth, spit dripping down your lips. 

You slowly and messily make out as his cock finally starts to soften and he slips out of your wet heat. He pushes the blanket back when he sits back on his haunches. 

His eyes greedily watch as his cum slowly leaks from your puffy cunt, hole obscenely dripping creamy slick. He grabs your panties, from where they were tossed, and work them up your legs. He snaps the band once they’re covering your messy cunt. 

“Should be able to sleep now, princess,” he grins, “especially now that you’re nice and full.”

[takami-takami]

more on sexually repressed Keigo: he doesn't want to scare off his crush with his sex drive so every date is like edging himself almost?? it's so good but so painful and whenever they kiss him they press into him just hard enough he makes a strangled moan/ chirping noise in the back of his throat. yeahhhhhh

🪷 anon

Oh my God, those little makeout sessions at the end of your dates have simultaneously become the highlight of his week and the bane of his existence.

You're his first real crush, he thinks, and that brings with it a myriad of... disorienting feelings that go past just butterflies and innocent longing.

Keigo has a commendable will and ability to conceal his newly found desires; but oh my fucking god he wishes he didn't have to. He knows you want him, too. When he presses himself against you, feathers pick up on that pounding heartbeat not from your chest, but from between your thighs.

It makes him throb in more ways than one, too.

He swats the thoughts away, shooing them off like a dog at the foot of a table. He'll be damned if he doesn't do romance right by you. Oh, you'd think he's such a freak if you knew, he's convinced.

He can't have you thinking that; so with a huff, he squeezes your hand before dropping you off at your front door yet again. The fingers on his right hand twitch when you blow him a kiss. He buries them in his pocket, turning away with a wave on his left before he takes flight, all to go home and fuck that same fist raw for another agonizing night alone.

[sinful-lanterns]

hey angey! I was reading your popsicle fic again and omg I can't stop obsessing over Kelvin. She's just such a sweetie with her cute hair and her tiny cock :((

sadly there's not nearly enough content about her so I was wondering if you could write something, not a full fic necessarily, for her

I just love this sweet girl so much :(

also, can I be 🪷 anon?

No worries, I gotchu! Kelvin is one of my favorite PTN women ever so I had to write a little something for her <3

Also yes you can be 🪷 anon!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT! (MINORS DNI)

NSFW HEADCANONS

- Kelvin is definitely a submissive bottom. It would take a lot of guidance and reassurance from you to get her to ever top you properly in bed.

- A very pretty crier during sex. When she gets overstimulated by something you do, her tears are so fat and glossy and her face gets so red.

- Has definitely participated in an orgy once. I mean, have you seen the way those NPC women were spoiling Kelvin in the Insatiable Fiesta event? Hard to believe she wasn’t passed around like a blunt for them 🤭

- Is definitely into temperature play, specifically with the warmer stuff as she asked you to try wax play once or twice.

- Enjoys being pegged. Whenever you take out your trusty strap on, Kelvin is getting so wet/hard and she’s already spreading her legs like a good little girl. Her favorite position to do this is doggy style! 💕

- Kelvin is very easy to manhandle. She’s surprisingly very flexible with her body, so it’s easy to push her into any position you want.

- For transfem! Kelvin specifically, her cock is so sensitive, that just one lick of her tip is enough to get her leaking precum like a faucet.

- You will try food play with her at least once. Most likely using whipped cream or ice cream, so prepare to get a little messy.

- Likes hair pulling. Tug on her hair just a bit and she’s creaming so hard on your strap.

[mischievousmoony]

love bug can you imagine james or remus with a quiet!gf like she’s only comfortable speaking with them but she’s still very quiet when speaking with them? AHHH

anyway have a amazing day <3 hydrate and stay fed love ya! 🤍

-🪷

um YES i have so many thoughts on james or remus with a quiet!reader

first of all with james that is 100% an opposites attract situation. you'd balance each other out for sure. you'd get james to just chill every one in a while but i think he'd also bring you out of your shell. like james is very social but he wouldn't ever push you to go too far out of your comfort zone. but i can see james being himself and chatting up a crowd maybe at a party or something. and you'd be tucked into his side just listening, not even talking if you didn't want to, and james is perfectly fine with that as long as he gets to keep you close. and if anything said a thing about it james would have some WORDS for that person. and whenever you're ready to leave james would always just sense it. whether it's your body language or a look you give, james picks up on it right away and wraps it up

now remus, on the other hand, he's also quiet. remus would find that spending time with you vs spending time with sirius and james is a very very different experience. sirius and james would have remus running on fumes sometimes with the way they can so quickly drain his social battery, so spending time with you would be such a comfort for him. remus' ideal day is spent wrapped in a blanket with you, reading books or him reading a book too you. and sitting in peace and quiet is a lot more fun w out a whiny voice in his ear telling him this is boring (looking at u james). also! even around others a conversation between the two of you is almost always private, even inadvertently because you both just talk so quietly everyone always assumes you want privacy. which works for you guys because you usually only really want to talk to each other anyway

[coryosmin]

I NEED MORE SEJ

like maybe reader is failing her classes (just like me<3) and sej is supposed to tutor her. but of course they end up having mind boggling sex instead

-🪷 anon

nsfw | mdni | sejanus x fem!reader

“sej,” you whined as he thrusted into you from behind. you were bent over your desk, looking at the textbook in front of you as sejanus fucked you. you let out a loud moan as he cock hit that spongy spot inside of you.

“keep reading, baby,” he moaned, thrusting his hips.

what started as an innocent tutoring session where sej helped you with your literature work, turned into something completely different when you weren’t focusing. you had kept looking down at sej’s crotch. he had changed before visiting you at your family’s apartment. rather than being in his academy rouge uniform, he was in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. and to say you were distracted was quite the understatement.

you looked at your textbook, trying to read the words out loud for sej. your voice was shaky and whiny as you read and with a particularly harsh thrust, your words turned into a wanton moan.

“you were doing so good, baby,” sej murmured, running a soothing hand along your back. “keep going,” he said, leaning down to kiss your skin as he continued thrusting his hips.

“can’t focus,” you whined pathetically. “feels so good, sej. please let me cum and then i’ll focus,” you begged.

sej cooed in response. he could never deny you the luxury of cumming on his cock. “okay, baby, you can cum,” he said, gripping your hips. he thrusted into you harder and faster, causing you both to moan loudly.

“oh fuck!” you moaned out, leaning your head on the desk as sej blew out your back, his cock hitting your g-spot repeatedly. you felt that familiar heat building in your abdomen, signaling your impending release. “gonna cum, sej,” you moaned out.

“good girl,” sej groaned. “am so close.”

and with a few more thrusts, the both of you were cumming with loud moans. sej released inside of you with ropes of cum as you clenched around his cock, milking him. when you guys came down from your highs, sejanus pulled out of you, letting his cum drip out of your cunt.

“you okay, baby?” he asked, moving so he was standing next to you.

you nodded your head, still resting your head on the desk. “so good,” you said lazily.

sejanus smiled, wrapping an arm around you and lifting you up off the desk. “let’s rest on the bed for a little bit and then we’ll get back to studying, yeah?” he asked, guiding you to your bed.

“sounds like a plan to me, sej,” you replied, leaning on sejanus.

[farfromstrange]

Ok so just read one of your thots that ended in. The tag “submissive and breedable” and that instantly got me going on my own thot. So I present a concept to follow that one up

Matt’s been working hard. At work, as daredevil in bed. Hard work all the time working for others. Saving them, advocating for them, always putting himself first. He hates asking for things won’t often times (as you’ve said I agree).

So he’s back at it again instantly trying to please and pleasure you which you would normally love getting to have him dom you and pull every bit of pleasure from your body is amazing. But you know he’s been working too hard. And even if you have to force him you will make him take the love and care he deserves

Cue you pushing him back into a chair as he tries to get up. And climbing on top lining up to the spot. “Your going to listen to me. Tonight I want two things. Your obedience and your cum. Do you hear me.” Grinding your ass down into him nipping at his ear as you whisper. Knowing it may shock him normally you wait for his signal to get in control but you know he needs it. And your more then happy to accept both things from him.

You pull so much pleasure from him pushing him aorund when he tries to do anything but sit back and take your love. Holding him down nipping or grabbing at his hands if they try and work too hard your aggressive with it but you know he loves both pleasure and pain that you give him and he’s a whimpering mess by the end both covered and sticky but you want one more “one more my good boy I know. You got a little more in you. Cum deep in me. One more and I promise you can pleasure me too” thay final promise gets him he’s spent but even so blissed out from it all he wants you.

As he finishes and you roll off him equally tired and proud to take care of him he just rolls over cleaning up as much of his cum off you finally begging so sweetly to taste you that you give in and let him still puling at his hair and praising him as he eats you up.

I’ve written a few now but don’t have a Mat nsfw blog so I may just start signing as 🪷

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG! You have really been waiting an eternity, so I tried to do your thot justice. I hope I didn't disappoint you. (Also, definitely saving 🪷 for you in case you ever decide to slide some more thots into my inbox!)

Tbf I thought your scenarios couldn’t get much better than the last few, but I was gravely mistaken. I am spiraling over here. The pictures you put in my head, I–

Honestly, I thought there was not much I could add to this because it’s already juicy enough, but I did end up playing around with it a bit. I hope you don’t mind. 

Pairing: Matt Murdock x afab!Reader (otherwise no gendered pronouns)

Word count: 2.9k

Warnings: Smut, unprotected p in v, creampie, sub!Matt, praise kink, oral f!receiving, and other sexy stuff mentioned above

Smut under the cut. 18+ MINORS DNI!

The pads of his rough fingers rub slow circles over your swollen clit. Your slick walls clench around nothing, and it’s torture every single time his touch on the sensitive bundle of nerves sends shockwaves through your body.

Matt kisses from your lips to your jaw and down your neck. He has been on you ever since he came home from work. Everyone seems to need him lately, and he doesn’t know how or when to stop. It’s work, it’s the city, and it’s you. He’s so busy, he forgets that he isn’t an invincible machine.

In bed, he has been the most loving partner. That never changes. When he has set his mind on something, he finishes it with the utmost care. His performance isn’t your issue, not at all, it’s the fact his performance is centered solely around you that irks you. He puts your pleasure first every night, not allowing himself to come until he’s buried deep inside of you, and even then he holds back. He fucks you into the mattress until you can’t see straight anymore, but only in the way you want him to. 

Every night, he rips countless orgasms from your body, leaving his mark on your skin and inside of you. Sometimes it feels like he sees it as a chore he needs to finish, setting his own needs aside. But not being able to give him back even an ounce of what he is giving you leaves the pleasure with a bitter aftertaste on your tongue. It makes you feel guilty. He’s doing it because he wants to, but Matt doesn’t know how or where to draw the line sometimes. He thinks he wants to do something even though it’s more of a feeling of obligation rather than an actual desire. He has been hurt so many times, you can’t blame him for being who he is, but it’s frustrating when you want to help him out of whatever hole he fell into this time, and he refuses to take your hand. 

So, you need to push him. You need to slap him awake and prove to him that he matters, too. You would never force him to do anything he doesn’t want to do, but he needs a little push from time to time because if you don’t coax him in the right direction, he will run himself dry.   

Matt never asks for what he needs because he can’t allow himself to come first—both in life and in bed—but that selflessness tends to cause more destruction than it does anyone any good, especially him.

He’s back at it again tonight. 

Matt smelled your arousal thick in the air the second he came home from work, his shoulders tense with the stress he had been bottling up for weeks. The scent knocked him right off his feet, your cunt already wet just from the thought of him—of what you are going to do to him—and he instantly started to spiral. 

The soft welcome home kiss you pressed to his lips quickly turned into something more as desperation began to take over, and he once again made it his mission to make you come before he could even take his clothes off.

Tonight though, you won’t let him get so far, no matter how much he tries. And he always tries hard. If Matt Murdock is anything, it is determined. 

You try to break through the haze of pleasure he pulls you under with every stroke of his fingers. It’s like you’re drowning. You’re not in control, but you need to grab a hold of the reins before your plan washes down the drain.

Your body burns brightly as it holds on to that last sliver of self-control. He reads your body like an open book, your curves the Braille he traces with his fingers, and he knows he is doing something right. Your body always betrays you. Your moans, your wetness, and your stiff nipples that are reaching up toward the ceiling are all clear signs that you are enjoying the way he’s touching you, and that spurs him on.

It’s so tough to resist him when he knows exactly how to play your body like a fucking fiddle. He knows how hard to press down on your clit and how fast to move his fingers to get you exactly where he wants you. To make you soak his fingers with your essence so he can lick it off and taste you.

He wants to make you come. He needs to. And him feeling like he needs to is the very thing that makes you snap out of it, finally. 

You grab his wrist. His movements halt instantly, pulling his head away from your neck. “You alright?” he asks. “Did I hurt you?”

The lust in his eyes stems from a need to please. His cock is straining against his slacks, but his shoulders are so tense, you doubt he is enjoying this. Not like you are, at least. For someone who is barely holding on as it is, that must be so exhausting.

“I’m okay,” you whisper. “But you’re not.”

He stiffens. His unfocused eyes move wildly from one side to the other. He tilts his head, listening to your heartbeat, but there is nothing there but pure honesty. 

You know. You always know.

Matt is about to object—pointlessly, may I add—but you push him off of you instead. You flatten your palms against his sturdy chest, urging him to get up. He doesn’t argue, he simply follows. A fog has settled over his senses to the point you consume him.

The puzzled look on his face is replaced by one of surprise when you push him backward rather forcefully toward the chair in the corner of your shared bedroom. 

You take one of the hands flailing helplessly at his side, placing it on your hip. He needs something to hold onto, something to ground him. With the world on fire, every new situation becomes dangerous territory for him, and you don’t want him to stumble into a free fall of overstimulation down a bottomless pit.

Tonight, you want him to use his heightened senses on nothing but you, and for that, he needs to touch you. He needs to know you’re right there and not going anywhere. Only then can he allow himself to lose control. 

“Sweetheart, what’re you–” Matt stumbles over his words, his chest heaving with every labored breath he inhales. 

You place your index fingers against his swollen lips. “Stop.” Your hot cunt hovers dangerously close above his crotch as you straddle him, and he makes a strangled sound in the back of his throat. “Stop focusing on me and let me help you,” you whisper against him. “Please.”

He tastes you in every corner of his mouth when you kiss him. He can feel you in his soul, calloused fingers digging into your hips in an attempt to find something to hold onto to stop himself from falling. But you’re powerful; you’re a dangerous force to reckon with. He can’t say no because the little voice in his head that isn’t wired to self-sabotage his pleasure is calling for him to let go. To let you take over. To let you consume him, swallow him, and never let him go. Matt wants to tie himself to you with the invisible string that has wrapped around his neck like a noose and stay that way, even if it kills him. 

You force his chin up to level his eyes with yours. He can feel your gaze burning holes through his sensitive skin, the scent of burning flesh filling his nostrils but it’s not real. You’re real, and your hands are real, but him burning… that is not real, even when it feels that way.

Before, when you took control, he was still in charge. Secretly. He gave you the reins but he was still pulling from the other side. Because Matt Murdock does not know how to let himself go. Not usually.

When you rode him, he would keep his hands on your thighs as you bounced on his cock. You didn’t mind it. Tonight though, this is far from what you want to happen.

“Tonight I want two things,” you tell him then, nipping at his ear. “Your obedience and your cum. Can you give me that, baby? Can you be good for me and let me take care of you?”

His cue comes in the form of the faintest nod. 

You spend what feels like an eternity riding him, his thick cock buried between your tight, wet walls. Your lips caress his skin with a featherlight touch. The other hand—the one that isn’t busy feeling him stretch you out as you rub your clit with abandon, not wanting him to lift a single finger—roams his chest. You glide your fingers through the sheen of sweat that is glistening on his beautiful, milky skin. You dig your finger into it, and the moan it elicits from him is so delicious. 

He can’t do anything but sit back and take your love. Your punishment. Everything you are willing to give him. You rock back and forth, lifting your hips every so often until only his tip remains inside. It drives him crazy, every inch of him so sensitive from the sheer agony of feeling you around him.

His pulse quickens. You can feel his heart pounding under your hand, his temple pressed against yours as your sweat mingles with the wetness of your cunt and the cum from all the orgasms you have already pulled from him. 

“Please,” he’s begging you, but he isn’t sure what for. 

Matt clings to you, nails dragging over your bare back, lips chasing to catch your nipple. He feels so useless, unable to give you the pleasure he wants because you are so focused on him. So focused on his cock and giving him what he needs. Making him come over and over again, cleaning around him and milking him dry, but never letting up. You turn the pain of overstimulation into pleasure. The world turns quiet under the beating of your heart in his ears, and the scent of you soaking the hairs in his nose to the point he knows he will take you with him to the grave. 

He whimpers. “Please,” again, he pleads and begs. 

You tangle your fingers in his locks, pulling him closer to kiss him. “I know,” you coo. “Just give me one more. Fill me up one more time and I promise, you can make me come as often as you want.”

“You promise?” he chokes out. The soft baritone of his voice wavers, and you dig your teeth into his bottom lip. Copper explodes on your tongue. He moans.  

“I promise,” you repeat. “Come again f’me, baby. I’ve got you.”

He is so spent, but for you, he would steal the stars. All he wants is you. His balls tighten in response to your words, his body chasing yours and the high that threatens to take him under and drown him. You’re every-fucking-where. His hips jerk, but you keep him weighed down right where he is. He’s so painfully hard and full and needy, even though you have tortured him for hours by now. You move once, twice, and even a third time before the wave crashes in. 

You hold him to you, your own body shaking as he fills you up for what feels like the hundredth time. His breath comes in labored spurts, his cum leaking out of you and staining his sturdy thighs with a cocktail of you both. 

His nails move from your back to your ass, anchoring himself to something, anything, to make it through this. His teeth find their way home on your shoulder, biting down just enough to send a thrill of pain straight to your core, and your walls tighten around his overly sensitive cock. He doesn’t let go of you though. His orgasm drags on for an eternity, and he lets it happen. Oh, you’re so proud of him. He hardly ever lets you take care of him like that, fucking him senseless until he can’t think straight anymore—until the world disappears and it’s just the two of you; no responsibilities just sex. 

“That’s it,” you murmur. “Such a good boy. Did so well f’me. I’m so full. Gonna feel you for days.”

Something snaps in his very tired self at your talk. He rolls you off of him. “You promised,” is all he says. 

You blink up at him, tired and satisfied and covered in cum, but oh so proud of the privilege he granted you, seeing him like this and taking care of him. He doesn’t like to be vulnerable unless it’s with you, and even then he is reluctant. He has always been this way, but it would never make you love him any less. 

With a sigh, you spread your legs. “I promised,” you agree. “And you’ve been such a good, good boy. You deserve it.”

His swollen lips travel over your heated skin like dripping wax. The hairs on your body reach toward the ceiling. You gasp, softly, feeling him inch closer to your core, yet taking his time exploring you. Touching you. He’s a man on a mission again, though this time you do not stop him. 

One brush of his lips against your clit, and your back arches toward him. You pull at his hair, falling victim to the force of his silver tongue. In the end, he owns your body, your pleasure, and your orgasms in a way no one could ever live up to, and he always will. 

He is your world, you are his, and if you didn’t have each other, neither of you would no longer have a reason to breathe. 

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[judeswhore]

jude asking if he can watch u do ur makeup and picking up random products going “what’s this for”. he’d probably put on one of those fluffy headbands with bunny ears and just sit there staring at u doing ur makeup saying “u look so pretty” after every single step of ur routine even when the makeup isn’t blended out and u look ridiculous.

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he’s been faffing abt through ur stuff the whole time, rifling through all ur different products bc he’s so curious abt what everything is and u turn to him and he’s wearing one of ur headbands and he just looks absolutely ridiculous but so adorable :(( and he’s watching so intently all “don’t poke urself in the eye!” when ur doing ur mascara. hands u all the stuff when u ask for it even if it takes him a while to find it bc he just wants to be helpful and keeps giving it all “ur so pretty baby” bc he needs u to know. asks u for a kiss just after you’ve done ur lipstick and ur glaring at him bc he couldn’t have asked before??? but then ur holding his face and planting a couple of kisses over his cheeks to leave behind little marks

[ohbabydollie]

https://www.tumblr.com/ohbabydollie/752477954191360000/surprised-i-havent-seen-anyone-talk-about-958

i don’t watch chuckle sandwich tell me what happens guys 💔😞

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u gotta go watch it, smh 🪷 anon/j

but here it is for u

rideable thighs 🤤🤤

[reivrze]

Saw (3 hours late) that u needed writing ideas…..I have a list of 134 of them….ranked from most desired to least….I shall share.

Enhypen OT7 reaction (separate) to their s/o just walking up to them and being like ‘hug. now.’ in a pouty I-had-a-bad-day-and-u-must-make-it-better voice….?

Idk if it’s a good one but it’s been on my list for a while and I never got to making it/asking for it so here I am now….

ofc like always: take care of ur self before the ask box 🙌🫶🥰

if u want to omit this request or any others cuase of exhaustion feel free to do so! You come first!

have a lovely day/night!

~🪷 anon

a/n : hiii sorry for the super long wait 😭 i had a hard time finding time and the motivation to write recently but i hope this is to your liking and thank you for being patient 🤍 i decided to make this into more of a headcanon format because it's hard to make the scenarios different :/

pairing. bf!enhypen x gn!reader genre. fluff

lee heeseung.

hee would find you adorable. you'd be the cutest person in the world, with a slight pout and sleepy eyes. he'd drop whatever he was doing at the moment to take you in his arms and cuddle with you until both of you drifted to dreamland. his heart at ease knowing that he had you in his life.

park jongseong.

jay might chuckle a bit at your drowsy state, he didn't want you guys to fall asleep on the couch so he would tell you to get on his back to put you to bed. he closed all the lights of the living room on his way, repressing a small smile feeling your nose rub against his beautiful jaw.

sim jaeyun.

tbh jake would be more likely to be the one pouting for a hug most of the time, so seeing you do it, he'd jump at the occasion to be close to you. literally, he'd jump a little. he'd cover your face in little kisses to finally landing the last one on your lips, that one lasting a little longer.

park sunghoon.

sunghoon would be pleasantly surprised by your direct request for a hug. with a smile on his face, he would gladly wrap his arms around you, creating a safe space. sunghoon would listen attentively as you vent about your day, offering words of comfort and reassurance. he would go the extra mile to make you feel better, perhaps even suggesting to watch a movie together in bed under the warmth of your blanket.

kim sunoo.

sunoo would get so happy hearing your voice and seeing your little eyes trying not to close would be the cutest scene he'd ever see. he'd scoot over on the couch to let you sit beside him, laying your head on his chest as he toyed with your hair. you guys would talk about how your day went and then fall asleep in each others arms

yang jungwon.

jungwon would malfunction for a second, not understanding what you had said for a second. realizing your desperate need for a hug at that moment, he'd warp his arms around your neck, bringing in your face to the crook of his neck as he slowly patted your hair, laying a small kiss on the side of your ear.

nishimura riki.

niki's initial reaction was to grin and tease you but as you groaned out of exhaustion, he understood that your need for a hug was urgent. he'd wrap his arms around you, lifting you off the ground for a playful moment before setting you down. he'd slowly swing you guys side to side, inviting you to dance in the middle of the kitchen

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[screampied]

Vegas whats ur opinion on sensitive jjk men ..! Like where do u think theyre most sensitive

—(🪷/Sukanas pink puffy nipples)

omg okay sooooo

gojo’s most sensitive near his undercut

geto’s most sensitive near his happy trail

sukuna’s most sensitive near his nipples

toji’s most sensitive near his lip scar

choso i would say maybe his ears

nanami probably anywhere bc he’s secretly touch starved 🙂‍↕️

[princessbrunette]

reader telling rafe n jayj they need to work it out on the remix nd then jayj just starts making the WORST rap of the century — 🪷

he’s giving emergency intercom drew