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idkyetxoxo · 2 months ago

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Jacaerys Velaryon - Temptations

Summary - During family tensions and personal turmoil, emotions reach a boiling point and a shocking confrontation leads to chaos prompting a protective gesture from Jace sparking an intimate moment where long-hidden desires and a profound connection are revealed.

Pairing - Jacaerys Velaryon x Targaryen reader

Warnings - Strong language, violence (very slight)

Word count - 2168

Masterlist for Jacaerys • House of the Dragon General Masterlist.

"You are going to drink yourself to death," I chided, the words heavy with both sorrow and frustration, as I watched Aegon's eyes roll dismissively before he took another indifferent chug from his goblet.

"You sound like Mother," Aegon muttered, the words barely escaping his lips before he drowned them in another swig of wine. His hand trembled slightly, betraying a deeper unrest.

"Leave him be, sister. Maybe if he drinks enough, he'll finally remember he has a wife. Though I doubt even that would stir him." Aemond retorted sharply, his tone a mixture of exasperation and mocking as he spun a dagger between his fingers idly.

I clenched my jaw, reigning in the impulse to lash out at my brothers.

My heart pounded in my chest, a drumbeat of warnings I had long learned to ignore but tonight, something in Aegon's eyes, that hollow, desperate look, made me want to shake him, to make him see what he was becoming.

Instead, I turned to my twin sister, Helaena, casting a sympathetic glance her way. It was a rarity for all four of us to gather in the same room, an occurrence that didn't happen often.

A knock on the chamber door shattered the moment, drawing everyone's attention. I rose from my seat and crossed the room, opening the door to reveal our nephews, Jace and Luke, standing hesitantly outside.

"Grandsire has sent us here," Jace announced, his voice tinged with reluctance.

I glanced back at my siblings. Aegon and Aemond exchanged looks of annoyance, while Helaena's smile widened ever so slightly.

It was definitely something the king would do, driven by a desperate eagerness to reunite his fractured family. His yearning for peace eclipsed any lingering complexities or reservations.

"Very well then," I replied, holding the door open wider to welcome them inside.

Jace stepped into the room, his broad shoulders now filling the space he once darted through as a boy. Despite his new strength, there was still a hint of that boyish vulnerability in the way he glanced around, uncertain, searching for an anchor.

Luke followed closely behind, his demeanour more reserved, casting cautious looks around the chamber as if sizing up the unfamiliar surroundings.

I would be lying if I claimed not to find Jace immensely attractive. We had grown up together, inseparable in our youth until circumstances led us down separate paths. Now, with his return, a rush of familiarity stirred within me, accompanied by a subtle yet undeniable flutter of feelings.

His features had matured since we last met, chiselled by the passage of years into the handsome countenance that now captivated my gaze.

As he greeted us with a hesitant smile, I couldn't help but notice how his eyes lit up when they met mine, recognizing the shared history that bound us. The years apart had only deepened my appreciation for the person he had become.

I exchanged a knowing glance with Helaena, who had always been privy to the unspoken depths of my heart.

"It would be easy for you to lie and say you had spent time with us, there is no reason to actually do it" Aegon's voice cut through the uneasy silence, his tone laced with bitterness.

I let out an exasperated sigh, sensing the familiar spiral of confrontation looming ahead.

"Aegon, for once in your life, can you not be so dreary?" I interjected, trying to inject a note of levity into the charged atmosphere.

Jace's soft laughter at my words offered a brief reprieve, and I turned towards him with a mirrored smile.

Aegon's eyes narrowed as he noticed our shared moment, a flush of embarrassment darkening his features. He leaned back in his chair, his retort sharp and defensive. "And could you not be so insufferable for once, my sweet sister?"

"She's far more tolerable than you," Helaena's quiet remark carried a weight of truth that hung in the air like a silent accusation.

Despite the tension, I couldn't suppress a laugh at Helaena's understated wit.

Aegon's grip on his goblet tightened, as if crushing it could somehow silence the rage boiling within him. His next words cut through the room with a venomous edge. "Keep your mouth shut, wife."

The words stung, igniting a fiery response within me.

"Don't speak to her like that!" My voice rose, filled with a mixture of anger and protective instinct. "Helaena deserves better than your constant disrespect."

Aegon sneered, his voice dripping with scorn, his tone turning nastier. "Oh, so now you're the defender of all things virtuous? Spare me, sister. Your holier-than-thou attitude is nauseating."

"At least I care about someone other than myself!" I shot back, the frustration of years of pent-up grievances spilling forth. "All you do is drink and wallow in self-pity."

Aegon's eyes flashed with fury, his retort laced with raw emotion. "You think you're better than me? You, who pretends to be so noble?"

"You are a disgrace," I responded, my voice cold and cutting. "Your behaviour shames us all."

Aegon stood abruptly swaying slightly, the flickering torchlight casting shadows that danced across his contorted face, twisted with anger and bitterness.

"And you think you're so perfect? You're nothing but a hypocrite, always judging everyone else while pretending to be the pure, untouchable princess," he accused, his words dripping with venom.

"Better a hypocrite than a drunken fool," I shot back, my own anger rising to meet his.

Aegon's hand slammed down on the table, the force causing the wine to spill from his goblet and pool across the polished wood.

"You know nothing of my struggles, nothing of my pain," he seethed, his eyes flashing with anguish. "You're just a spoiled brat who's had everything handed to her."

"And you?" I countered sharply, my voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "You've wasted every opportunity given to you, drowning in your own misery."

A bitter laugh escaped his lips, edged with a dark mockery. "And what about you? Unmarried, unloved. I wonder why that is, maybe no one wants you after all."

His words struck like a dagger, twisting in wounds I had long buried. The mask of control I had worn so carefully began to crack, and with it, the flood of years of resentment threatened to drown us both.

"You know nothing of my choices or my heart," I shot back, my voice trembling with a mixture of hurt and defiance. "You think marriage defines worth? Perhaps it's your own inability to love beyond yourself that repels others."

Aegon's face contorted with a mixture of fury and hurt pride, his retort sharp and unforgiving. "Always quick to judge, aren't you? Maybe if you weren't so cold and aloof, someone might actually care for you."

Jace stepped forward, his voice cutting through the taunting atmosphere with firmness. "That's enough, both of you."

Aemond's gaze shifted to Jace, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes. "Defending her, are you? Have you taken a liking to our sister, Jace?"

Aegon chimed in, his tone laced with mockery now as a sly smile formed on his lips. "Yes, do tell us. Has our dear sister captured your heart?"

Jace's cheeks flushed crimson, caught off guard by the teasing. He stumbled over his words, attempting to deflect. "I—I'm just trying to keep the peace."

Aegon chuckled, nudging Aemond with his elbow. "Oh, look at him blush! Our little nephew seems quite smitten."

Aemond leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "How charming. Tell us, Jace, do you dream of her at night?"

Aegon joined in with a smirk of his own, stoking the teasing further. "Do you imagine every possible way to have her?"

Jace's discomfort only seemed to fuel their amusement. He cleared his throat nervously, searching for a response that would deflect their teasing without adding more fuel to their fire.

"Aegon, Aemond, stop," I interjected firmly, my patience wearing thin. "This is not amusing."

They paid no heed to my warning. Aegon's smirk widened, his tone goading. "Come now, nephew. Don't be shy. Share with us your feelings for our sister."

Jace looked to me for support, and all I could offer was a sympathetic glance.

"Aegon, stop it," I repeated, my voice carrying a note of authority that demanded their attention.

Determined to put an end to the escalating conflict, I rose from my seat and swiftly moved to disarm Aegon. His drunken grip on the cup and his words had crossed a line that demanded intervention.

"You've drank enough, and you've said enough," I asserted firmly, reaching out to take the spilling cup from his hand.

Before I could complete the action, Aegon's hand shot out and seized the back of my hair, his grip tight and painful. A sharp cry escaped my lips as the cup slipped crashing loudly to the floor and creating a mess.

Instantly, Aemond, Jace, and Luke sprang to their feet, ready to intervene. Helaena, anticipating the eruption of violence, covered her ears, bracing herself for the impending confrontation.

"Aegon, let go!" I screamed, agony pulsing from his tight grip. "You're hurting me!" My voice cracked with both pain and disbelief.

His face twisted with rage, and he spat out a venomous epithet. "You bitch."

"Brother, that's enough," Aemond interjected sternly, attempting to diffuse the situation.

Aegon's response was a mocking laugh. "Is it really? Our sweet sister should learn that vying for the attention of a bastard is a form of betrayal."

"Release her," Jace commanded, stepping forward with a protective stance.

Aegon scoffed but finally relinquished his hold on my hair, shoving me forward as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience. Jace reacted swiftly, catching me in his arms and steadying me as I stumbled.

I took a step back, trembling with a mix of fear and indignation, my hand instinctively going to the back of my head where Aegon's fingers had dug into my scalp.

"Get out, all of you," I managed to say, my voice trembling.

Aegon and Aemond were the first to leave, their departure marked by heavy footsteps echoing down the corridor. Luke followed, casting a worried glance back at me before disappearing through the doorway.

Helaena hesitated, her concern evident in the lingering look she gave me, but I waved off her worry with a strained smile.

As Jace turned to leave, his steps measured and deliberate, he paused midway through the room hesitation tugging at him. Something in his expression softened as he glanced back at me, concern etching lines across his usually composed features.

"Are you alright?" His voice was gentle, laced with genuine worry as he approached me.

I nodded, but it was a shaky, uncertain gesture. The events of the evening still lingered in my mind, leaving a trail of raw, unsettled emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.

"Are you sure?" His voice was barely above a whisper, a gentle coaxing that made my heart ache.

"Yes," I murmured, though the word felt hollow, lacking the conviction I wanted to convey. It was more of a reflex than a reassurance.

Jace closed the distance between us, his touch feather-light as he wiped away a stray tear from my cheek. His fingers lingered, warm and reassuring, replacing the lingering ache left by Aegon's harsh grip.

We stood facing each other, the air thick with unspoken words and unexplored feelings. His thumb brushed against my cheek, a gentle caress that I couldn't help but lean into.

Without words, without hesitation, our faces drew closer until our lips were mere inches apart.

The tension and uncertainty of the evening melted into a shared longing, a silent acknowledgement of the unspoken bond that had grown between us over the years.

Our kiss began tentatively, a delicate exploration of newfound emotions and buried desires. Lips met in a tender embrace, conveying more than words could ever express.

As the kiss deepened, I felt a surge of passion that had long been suppressed. The teasing banter, the familial tensions they all ignited something within us, a fire that burned brighter with each heartbeat.

Jace's hands cupped my face with a tenderness that spoke of reverence, drawing me closer. There was no rush, no urgency, just a profound sense of rightness in the way we fit together. I responded eagerly, my fingers tangling in his hair.

When we finally parted for breath, our chests rose and fell in unison, the shared intensity of the moment leaving us both breathless.

"We should stop," I whispered against his lips, the rational part of me aware of the complications and consequences.

"We should," Jace agreed, his voice husky with desire, but his eyes, locked on mine, told a different story.

"Are you going to stop?" I asked, my breath mingling with his as we lingered in the closeness of the moment, neither of us willing to pull away.

"No," he murmured, his voice a promise and a declaration. His arms tightened around me as he drew me back into another fervent kiss.

In that embrace, we surrendered to the truth that had been growing between us all this time.

It was a truth that had been quietly blossoming, nurtured by shared glances, stolen moments, and an unspoken understanding that had always lingered just beneath the surface.

A/n - We should stop...no!

#house of the dragon #house targaryen #hotd #hotd x reader #house of the dragon x reader #hotd one shot #hotd season 2 #house of the dragon fanfiction #hotd fanfic #jacaerys targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #jacaerys x reader #jacaerys velaryon x reader #team black #prince jacaerys #jace x reader #hotd jacaerys #jacaerys strong

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gyusimp · 4 months ago

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Hii, I feel like this isn’t really a great idea but I’m blank right now😭 I was wondering if a request of a Kenji sato and an assistant reader who reminds him of his meetings and does things for him. I thought it was pretty interesting like how sort Mina is

Like they are pretty flirty towards each other, maybe they celebrate a game win, and go to a bar and end up getting drunk and maybe get a bit touchy? It can be nsfw or not 😭

°•𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑨𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

WARNINGS: A bit NSFW in the end. Ken had to hire a new assistant while Mina is under construction/repair, but he turns out to grow fonder of you than he expected. (He's not going to fire you when his AI is back, lol) Enjoy, hope you like it! 💖

Kenji Sato has been working alongside his assistant for some time now. Although your relationship is professional on the outside, you can't help the chemistry that arises between both of you due to the trust you both have in each other, especially in the moments of working together. You're always by his side, reminding him of his meetings, coordinating his schedule and making sure everything is in order, but between those formal exchanges, there are smiles, lingering glances and a slight tension that both of you pretend not to notice.

It's hard for you to ignore your boss's endless charms and not just physical but also in his way of being. You always work with quality and professionalism making Kenji congratulate you very often, he's even given you some gifts on occasion as a thank you. Like that expensive jewelry set with gems of your favorite color or that set of rings that was surely worth 5 of your salaries together. Even so, you did everything not for the material rewards but to feel that you were someone important to him, coming to share a closer friendship.

Kenji loved the way you worked, how you had already scheduled his important meetings with sponsors before he asked you or kept reminding him of things he forgot. You informed him about his comments in the press, on social media and from time to time you also managed his accounts. Kenji's whole life was perfectly organized because it was in your hands. You make him feel very calm and he trusts you completely.

After an impressive victory in one of his baseball games, Kenji invites his assistant to celebrate with him. He has already had a celebration with the whole team so now he was thinking of a more private date with one of his favorite people and at the same time it was the perfect excuse to ask you out. Although you usually keep a low profile, this time you gladly accept, delighted to see him so happy.

Just seeing you wearing a pretty tight dress instead of your usual formal clothes and your hair styled differently is enough to make his heart race and he can't help but tell you how different but beautiful you look, once again having another one of those chemistry moments between you two.

You two end up in a neon-lit bar, where the relaxed atmosphere and alcohol begin to loosen your inhibitions. The jokes and laughter you shared in the office now feel more intimate, and the barriers between the professional and the personal begin to blur. Neither of them were drunk, but the environment they were in definitely made them feel more confident with each other, hanging out as friends and not as assistant and boss.

As the night progresses, and after rounds of drinks, Kenji becomes more open and playful. He can’t help but tell you how much he appreciates your company, and his words become more and more personal and close. Feeling drawn to the vulnerable side you rarely see in him, you respond with equal warmth.

Laughter mixes with silences filled with tension as your hands begin to meet casually on the table, only to stay there longer than they should. Finally, in a moment of sincere connection, your eyes meet and the atmosphere between you becomes electric. You lean towards each other, and the contact becomes more than just flirting. When you finally feel your lips on his you close your eyes to kiss him, you think of a short kiss for fear of losing your job but you are surprised by his determination when he prolongs the kiss by taking your waist, making it slower and more passionate, letting his tongue come into contact with yours as you decide to cup his face.

Amidst the music and the bustle of the bar, his hands begin to explore, finding a comfort and closeness that both had desired but never admitted. The intensity of the moment makes it clear that what both feel for each other goes beyond simple physical attraction. His hands move down to your legs, caressing your thigh softly where the opening of the skirt of your dress meets. At this point you fight not to sit on his lap, lost in your thoughts until feeling his hand on your ass makes you gasp in the middle of the kiss.

“I need you…” he admits, letting his breath caress your neck.

"Me too..."

The date at the bar moves back to his huge house where your heels click as you enter without having taken them off, being so busy surrounded by his arms in the middle of another heated kiss while he takes off his shirt on the way to his room, lying you down on his soft sheets, feeling how the whole environment smelled of his perfume. His kisses were more desperate as he caressed your legs under the dress and got rid of it as well as your heels.

You appreciated the sight of his worked naked torso on top of you, now not repressing yourself from running your hands over his broad shoulders and strong arms while he kissed your neck and collarbones. His hands played with the lace of your panties as he showered you with compliments until he slowly slid them down your legs until he took them off and then began to get rid of the clothes he still had on.

The night ends with both of you in the middle of a mess of kisses and sweaty bodies, closer, more aware of what you could be for each other. Although you don't say much to each other, you both know that something changed that night and that the next time you meet, everything will be different.

#kenji sato x you #kenji x reader #kenji sato #kenji sato x reader #ken sato #ultraman rising x reader #ultraman rising #ultraman ken #ultraman netflix #ken sato x reader

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froggyfics · 10 months ago

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Submissive Batboys Headcanons

This was requested! I was also inspired by another anon to post something for Valentine's Day!!! So, here's a special treat!

Please note that all characters are 18+. If you do not feel comfortable with NSFW content, do not continue reading.

Feedback is always appreciated. Feel free to message me privately or comment below to let me know what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcome!

Pairing: Batfam x gn!reader

Theme: Smut

Word Count: 652

Bruce Wayne:

takes a good minute to convince him to be a sub

he DESPISES not being in control, so to have him give up control in a vulnerable and intimate setting, you have to be someone special.

he’s not gonna do it with just anybody

this needs to be planned out well in advance

would probably end up loving it, because omg everyone needs a break from being a control freak every once in a while.

he’ll probably be into some form of masochism (duh! he’s Batman! don’t know how you can get any more masochistic than that)

wax and impact play would probably be the most probable kinks in this dynamic (anything that makes him not think his responsibilities)

Dick Grayson:

you probably don’t even need to bring this conversation up. he’d probably do it himself :D

super adventurous in the bedroom, so this would def be a dynamic that is commonplace

probably thinks it’s fun to switch things up every once in a while!

he’ll pretty much be down for anything you want to do

honestly would love be pegged (he doesn’t want to be able to walk tomorrow)

he aims to please! your satisfaction is his utmost priority

however, he would definitely be a bratty sub.

he would talk back and mouth off, just so you could punish him (it’s not really a punishment if he really wants it though, is it?)

Jason Todd:

this is a really interesting one to think about!

i think it’s very similar to Bruce

you have to someone super special for him to even entertain this

you’d have to go super slow. multiple conversations are required and check-ins throughout the act are necessary

with that being said, he just wants to be loved and to love! he wants to explore this dynamic, but he holds back due to previous trauma. he would be down with anything with the person he’s comfortable with but!!!!!! would definitely have to be a scheduled event, so that everything is discussed beforehand

he would enjoy it! the liberation he experiences by letting go is euphoric. it’s just the prep that takes a bit of time

delayed orgasms, rope play, and some light impact play would probably most interest him

aftercare would be extremely important and will be the highlight of the entire experience

Tim Drake:

he would probably bring it up first, as well :D

down for anything! super adventurous and with his outstanding detective skills, he probably knows more about you want/like more than you

you’ll be completely surprised at how accurate he is

he’d be so fun to experiment with! again, he wants to do anything you want to do

he wouldn’t be all that bratty - he wants the best of the best for you and he lives to please!

he would likely be into slave/service sub dynamics

delayed orgasms would totally be his thing!!!! he’s also a rope bunny

don’t get my man confused, he is not inherently a sub. he’s just a damn good switch, and it all depends on his mood

he is not quiet whatsoever! he is gonna let you KNOW what he likes

Adult!Damian Wayne:

you definitely would have to bring this up to him

he might take a moment to mull it over, but he will agree to your demands rather quickly

he thinks it’s funny more than anything, thinking that you could be a dom, but he likes it way more than he lets it on initially

you would have to take baby steps, but soon enough it becomes more commonplace for him to sub

spanking and wax play is at the top of his list. it’s also an ego thing - he wants to show off to you and to himself how much pain he can handle

he’s super bratty, so you just have to smack him around

lowkey loves seeing the bruises on himself afterwards

#batboys #batfam #jason todd smut #bruce wayne smut #dick grayson smut #damian wayne smut #tim drake smut

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uriwoos2 · 5 months ago

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Boys with a crush! ·.✧₊˚ (xkrs) pt.2

xikers crush headcanons! ✿ maknae line edition. genre: fluff. warnings: none. word count: 3.3k requested: yes! hyung line ♡ note: so... I know I took quite a while to post the 2nd part but I hope it turned out well.. I had lots and lots of fun writing it!! >< ♡ I adore my 05 liner babies sm <3 hope u enjoy reading and lmk what u guys think! ^^ likes & reblogs are very appreciated! — with love, cream <3

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junghoon

⊹˚�� when it comes to junghoon, he's already the pretty reserved and quiet type, so I feel like when he has a crush, he'll become even calmer, and somewhat more cautious. now, the reason for this is, that he's afraid of confronting his feelings for u and being vulnerable in general.. he's scared he might be rejected, or that his feelings might not be taken the right way. :( he's just a very sensitive person. also super emotionally resilient ofc! but very very sensitive <3

⊹˚🍰 now, he might not be for grand gestures and confessions, because of his stable, calm demeanor, but he'll definitely make up for this by being your literal safe place. <3 because of his oversensitive nature, he'll be able to tell exactly what you want/need, and will pick up on any tiny change in you, be it your mood, personality, expressions or behavior. he'll get you like no one else does. be your secret keeper and someone you trust with your entire heart ! <3 this way he will establish a deep emotional connection with his crush, without making it all about his feelings for them, but actually getting to know this person with all their layers ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა ♡

⊹˚🍰 I don't think he's that much of a talker as he is a listener, when it comes to his crush. he will sit and quietly pay attention, nodding from time to time. but if he feels like you need to hear something, or if you specifically ask him for his opinion, he'll give you the wisest, most impactful advice of ur life <3 <3 he's the kind of person to speak when it is needed, and will say only the most necessary things. :'( <3 refraining from engaging in useless small talk. (but will most definitely listen to you blabber about everything and nothing >< ♡)

⊹˚🍰 you can be assured that you'll never feel uncomfortable when ur with him. he just creates this environment for you, where you can let yourself be, without thinking too hard on how you look in his eyes. you feel absolutely relaxed, and it's a guarantee that he'll never judge you for anything you do/say. he might just look at you in adoration with a hint of a smile on his face. he finds you adorable, and silly sometimes, but he likes you for it. <3

⊹˚🍰 another good thing about your bond, is that you will never have to worry about feeling awkward when there's a pause in the conversation. you're both completely content, there's no need for filling the silence with unnecessary words. you can just enjoy the serenity of these moments with each other. he appreciates that you also enjoy spending time like this, because it slows things down, makes everything feel much more intimate and stable. <3

⊹˚🍰 hoonie is the type to gaze at you with eyes full of longing from afar :( he'd be perfectly fine with keeping things between you as they are, just as long as he gets to be next to you. but still... his heart will ache and crave your presence. he needs you in his life, no matter what, even if it's impossibly painful for him to keep his emotions hidden :( it's not a frequent occurrence, but there are instances when his act slips a tiny bit to reveal his true feelings. like when you initiate the smallest amount of physical affection, even if it's a casual, playful slap on the arm, or if it's an accidental brush of your fingers as you pass him an object he asked for... his brain will be goo by the time he processed what happened. ⁄⁠(⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠-⁠⁄⁠•⁠⁄⁠ ⁠⁄⁠)⁠⁄ stumbling over his words and unable to form a proper sentence because of the minute shock >< he's an absolute baby. <3

seeun

⊹˚🍰 so first things first, we know very well that seeun is the absolute king of confidence, and this urges me to think that this part of him would remain the same way even in front of someone he likes. I don't think he'd be shy, not in a blushy, giggly way, at least. he'd probably be the most composed one after junghoon. but when you do something that he finds cute/funny he'll be fighting off a grin secretly. putting all of his strength into not beaming at you. just a silly boy really.. ♡

⊹˚🍰 he will constantly be trying to look the best in your eyes, making sure you think he's cool! what a cutie. ^^ he'll be putting extra effort into his outfits, hair and will probably drown himself in perfume before meeting you. heart pounding loudly through his chest, trying to not let it show, hoping you won't notice it. so because of this he'll just stand in the corner, a little ways from where he sees you are, and just take a moment to calm his breathing. ૮ ˊ͈ . ˋ͈ ა

⊹˚🍰 okay so, this is very much real and true. seeun is the type to tease you like a schoolboy with with his first ever crush, u know.. when they pull their hair or make jokes abt their height.. that. but! worse. lol. he actually just loves to tease ppl in general, but if he has a crush on you be prepared to be teased to obliteration!! >_< if ur notably shorter than him, he'll definitely abuse that fact ^^ he'll be suuuuper annoying abt it too. but it's all lighthearted ofc! he'll never be mean to u on purpose. that's just his way of showing love. T_T ♡

⊹˚🍰 continuing off that thought, I'm sure he will literally bicker and maybe even play-fight with u. ૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა and he doesn't even realize it, but it all stems from his undeniable adoration for you. oh, but there's more! will probably rile you up on purpose so he gets a reaction out of u, like he'll keep annoying and bothering you just so he can see u get worked up and all pouty. he finds ur reactions and expressions cute, that's why. (╥﹏╥)

⊹˚🍰 even tho he likes to tease, you'll notice that in certain moments he just sort of zones out staring at your face, chin resting on his palm. not smiling, not doing or thinking anything, but simply admiring. he's looking at u mesmerized, with a glint of affection in his eyes, like you're the most fascinating and precious thing he's ever seen. and when he realizes he's staring he'll just awkwardly shift his position, change the topic or maybe even apologize for staring, saying he just zoned out. :( <3

⊹˚🍰 if seeun has a crush on you, you will know that you're his favorite person. no don't get me wrong, it's not like he'll just straight up tell you he likes you, no! but he will make it obvious that he doesn't want anyone else besides you but him!! like if there's an instance where u need to pair up for a task/assignment, or split up to walk separately in small groups, or even when picking sides in an argument... he'll be inching toward u subconsciously, eager to stay with you and always ready to back u up!! he will make sure he is never separated from you, and always looks out for you! :( but also he just really really wants to spend as much time w you as possible. <3 <3

yujun

⊹˚🍰 I feel like yujun gives of such boy next door vibes.. like he's the nice neighbor that you never really talk to, or got the chance to get close with, but you two always greet each other and generally have good feelings for e/o! this baby would be super giddy with it tho!! will say hi to you as often as he sees you, doesn't matter if he's already done it on the same day already.. he'll take any chance he gets to exchange a couple of words w u :(( once you start getting more comfortable w each other, however, he'll be beaming at u from afar, waving excitedly before rushing over to you so he can say hi :( <3

⊹˚🍰 why do I feel like he won't really be the shy type once he gets closer to his crush?? hmm.. it's more like if you catch him off guard in a moment where he lets his guard down that he feels sheepish. to visualize, you'll be busy doing something, or speaking to another person and yujun is somewhere close by, observing you with twinkling eyes and the brightest grin you could imagine.. baby doesn't even realize he's that smitten w u :(( until you look toward him and he just turns his head, cheeks burning up <//3

⊹˚🍰 he'll be trying to stay as close to you as possible without it looking suspicious, weird or it making u uncomfortable. he most likely will want to sit next to you and might save u a seat if you aren't there yet.. like he will defend it with all his might too. when ppl walk by he'll be subtly glaring at them before they even have a chance to ask about if the seat next to him is taken or not, cuz that's your seat!! ><

⊹˚🍰 we know how clumsy he is when he's eating :'( baby gets food on his clothes every time he eats something.. it's okay when it's in front of others, but he wants to look cool in the eyes of the person he likes!! so he'll be trying extra hard to take careful, small bites and will take his time while eating. but once in a while he'll still accidentally spill sth on his shirt, which he'll be super embarrassed about, but you'll be chuckling at his clumsiness, swiftly wiping at the stain with a tissue. aand since he likes having you close to him, the embarrassment is forgotten effectively ^^

⊹˚🍰 he'll be wanting to share everything he has, including food, with u!! he'll give you the first bite, the bigger half and the best part of his food! :( he'll also give you tiny random gifts out of nowhere, catching you off guard.. and he'll usually have a matching one for himself. buying u couple items in secret... yujun is a sneaky little boy!! >< ♡ one day you'll realize the keychain he got for you had a matching pair that's hanging on his bag, but you wouldn't really mind cuz it's cute. however, if you ask yujun abt it he'll act all surprised, like "wdym they're similar??" saying he didn't even notice *wink* *wink* ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა lying so obviously, but then again, you wanna watch him do it, cuz he's so adorable trying to convince you he knows nothing about the keychains he bought for you.. so foolish :')) <3

⊹˚🍰 yujun is most definitely gonna believe your every word if he has a crush on you. like when you're telling a story and you overdramatize it, or if you're telling him a fun fact and it's completely untrue/blown out of proportion... best believe he'll be listening so very intently soaking up each detail of your speech. :( you're just trying to mess with him a bit as a joke, but it isn't really fun since he'll actually fully believe in every word you say with no question.. it's not because he's gullible (well, maybe just a tiny bit) but actually he just trusts you so much, he relies on you to know your facts, and will take your word for it if you tell him that yetis exist or that the moon is made out of cheese or sth >< ⊹₊˚

hunter

⊹˚🍰 okay, so, with hunter I feel very strongly about him not having any intention to hide his big fat crush from the person he likes!! he's not the one for shy glances and subtle gestures that relay his feelings in his stead. quite the opposite, actually!! if he has a crush on you, u will know abt it!!! >< I mean, he might not say it outright (although if you ask him if he likes u he might just say yes w/o any hesitation ⁄ ⁄>⁄ω⁄<⁄ ⁄ ) but he'll definitely say/do things that clearly show his feelings! his main reason for this is that he just wants to be honest and doesn't want any ambiguity attached to his feelings toward you.. he wants you to know he likes you !! bcuz he's completely sure about u <3 <3

⊹˚🍰 now because he's so smitten w everything to do with you, he'll be watching u closely, noticing every single minor change in your appearance and will immediately be rushing to compliment you on it!! such an observant boy <3 on a day when you decide to try out a new make up look or a new outfit style, hunter will gasp and ask how u managed to do your make up/style your clothes so well :( he's asking for advice right away, and is the type to actually listen to what u tell him!! such a sweet darling baby <3

⊹˚🍰 loves loves loves !!! compliments that come from you! makes him feel like the coolest person ever, to know that you find him attractive!! >< I don't think he'd be super flustered either, the subtle shyness is there, for sure! which will show on his cute cheeks in the form of a blush, but!! he's mostly just smug and feels really proud at your praise ! <3 like if you tell him he's handsome he'll just erupt in cute giggles and thank you politely, so nice and adorable :'(

⊹˚🍰 hunty will lend you his shoulder when you need it. if you have something on your mind, like if something's bothering u or you just need advice, he'll be there for you in an instant :( he'll hug you if you need comfort and rub soothing circles on your back if you start to cry. he might not be able to help with words every single time, but him being by your side is all the reassurance you need <3 plus! afterwards, he will try to cheer you up with food!! he definitely knows all your favorites by then so you'll either order in or go out to eat, depending on how you're feeling! watching a fun movie w ur fav food is your routine for after you cry or when ur stressed!! hehe >< hunter knows exactly how to cheer you up and doesn't ever!! get tired of taking care of u! x

⊹˚🍰 baby boy has such obvious heart eyes whenever he's looking at you T_T ♡.. to him everything you do is fascinating and he finds you pretty/cool doing absolutely anything!! so he'll be gazing at you with eyes oozing literal love any chance he gets !!! they only seem to focus on you, even when you're in a room full of people. like... he's looking at you ! and only u!! ♡ˎˊ˗ he won't feel too shy about it if you catch him in the act, but might tone it down a bit not to come off as creepy! ^^

⊹˚🍰 one cute thing that he does, is a very simple little act of affection of pulling his jacket off and putting it on you when he notices you're shivering. ( ´. .̫ .`) but it's still so heart fluttering because he does it so effortlessly!! you probably don't even realize you're cold, because of high levels of adrenaline, as a result of all the excitement and fun after a night out, but it's getting super chilly, super fast! and hunter knows your shivers can go unnoticed by you in the heat of the moment. so.. he takes the matter of taking care of you into his hands !! <3 telling you u might catch a cold if u don't cover up >< such a caring, considerate boy ♡♡

yechan

⊹˚🍰 I can imagine meeting yechan while he's busking! idk why but this idea just came to mind at the thought of him >< it's a warm june evening and ur on your way home after a day out w your friends, but some upbeat hip-hop music playing makes you stop in your tracks. and as you're admiring the performance, one person catches your eye, his energetic moves making him stand out among the group. he's almost shining in your eyes as he's dancing, every one of his steps carefully calculated and sharp, but carrying a certain carefree and fun vibe!! ✩ˎˊ˗

⊹˚🍰 as the day passes and you go about your life, you just can't help but be reminded of the boy who caught your eye. the impression he left so strong and unforgettable. you wonder what his name is, what he does in his free time, or how he learned to dance like that?.. all these questions fill your mind as you're going to your morning class one day, and the completely unexpected happens! the boy suddenly shows up to the same class, sitting down right next to u!! (´๑•_•๑) (ik ik bear w me ><)

⊹˚🍰 you're pleasantly surprised when u find that he's really friendly and quite easy to talk to! as he initiates the first word, asking something about the task you had to complete.. and after a bit of talking you two tell e/o your names and decide to become friends! so you exchange contacts and gradually u get to know the person you were so curious abt! it turns out that he's hyper and full of energy, not only when he's dancing, but on the daily basis!! this ensures that there's no awkward moment when you two spend time together, cuz he always has the right thing to say and keep the conversation going!! <3

⊹˚🍰 yechan would invite you to watch him practice sometimes! he'd just tell you that there's a new choreography him and the other dancers came up with that he wants to show u, really excitedly!! >< so of course you'll go! you want to support your friend, and you're also just really curious about the process of making and learning the choreos, so... in the end, it is a really really fun experience! you're cheering and complimenting ur friend every time he does something impressive. he would also ask for your opinions on certain parts, wondering how you'd like it. and even though you're not a dancer, he'll take all your simple suggestions into consideration, your ideas being so important and interesting to him!! ♡

⊹˚🍰 he gradually catches feelings for you, as you get to know each other on a more personal level, but he doesn't want to ruin the bond you have so he won't say anything abt it.. he'll probably realize that he likes you when you compliment his dancing skills for the first time and it makes his heartbeat racy, hands clammy and filling his stomach w butterflies!! <3 he'll try to be extra careful to avoid situations where the two of you would be close to e/o, bcuz he knows he won't be able to hide the effect you have on him.. (⸝⸝º ^ º⸝⸝ ) a blushy, flustered baby :'( ♡

⊹˚🍰 will treat you to a lot of drinks and snacks randomly after shared classes, or he might just text u spontaneously, asking if you wanna go get some food. ^v^ he wants to spend time w you as much as possible, so that's why!.. oh! and when he sees a cute animated character on a poster in the streets or an adorable little animal like a kitten or a puppy, he'll point it out to you and say that it resembles you :( it won't even matter if it doesn't look like you in the slightest, because his brain seems to automatically associate anything cute with you :(( what a silly lil cutie </3 (bonus: if you say u don't like the drink you got, he'll let you try his and if you like it, will switch w u no problem ><)

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i-starcreamed · 2 years ago

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could i have some angsty/comfort-ish headcanons about a gn reader who doesn’t feel like they deserve praise or affection, and tfp ratchet, knockout + breakdown (poly, if that’s okay), and starscream comforting them?

[ human!reader post includes: TFP Ratchet, Knockout+Breakdown, and Starscream

hii thanks for the request. this might be OOC and a little...idk, I'm not that good with emotions so I generally went with some things that might fit them, hopefully

TFP Ratchet

He's not a bot that's usually too affectionate, so when you express the way you're feeling he may think it's because of him. Very much in disbelief though, how can you feel unworthy of something you very much deserve?

Either way, he understands you need support when you have those moments of self-doubt

Really encourages you to talk about it if you want to, despite his gruff attitude on the exterior, with you, he patiently listens and tries to help you see your strengths and accomplishments

I mean come on, you're unlike anyone he's ever met and his favorite human + his significant other!!

Will pause anything he was doing to spend more time with you and give you the support you need. Preferably holding you near his chest, close to his spark or near his face. Generally lets you just curl up next to him

His reassuring isn't super lovey dovey but it's genuine

TFP Knockout + Breakdown

You get showered in compliments as soon as you're feeling down

Knockout is more direct and might scoff, don't be silly darling?? You're wonderful and both Breakdown and I love you,,

Breakdown agrees and gently picks you up to emphasize their point. He says you're stuck with the both of them and he wouldn't have it any other way

I feel like both of their love languages are pretty much physical affection, whether it's smothering you in robot hugs or simply vibing with you on their shoulder. To hear that you think you don't deserve it, they're in disbelief

Knockout is the busier one, constantly repairing bots in the medbay and such. Breakdown gets sent on missions too, however, they both make time out of their day to spend it with you. Not that they didn't, but they pay extra attention to their actions and make sure you're happy and secure. Insists that they'll do this for you ANYTIME!!

if someone on the Nemesis is making you feel this way, Knockout will make sure they don't wake up from their next appointment will keep you a safe distance away from them with the help of Breakdown

TFP Starscream

Not the most empathetic but he definitely gets how you feel. He probably feels the same way tbh. These are the few times where he actually acts sincere, or at least as much as he can

If you bring it up to him, he'll stay quiet and listen. Honestly, he understands how vulnerable this moment can be and will keep his comments to himself

Insists how you've not only earned his respect, but he's literally in love with you and that means so much already (he actually thinks you're great, brave and so kind to him...pls he thinks does not deserve you)

"You.. deserve all the affection I give you. And I'll make sure you get it, whether you think you deserve it or not." (he does that little awkward smile he did with knockout in that one episode idk)

Certainly isn't the most...graceful with his words but can occasionally say something genuinely sweet ^

Depending on how long you've been together, his physical affection may seem a little awkward or either very intimate. He's either barely figuring out how to hold you close or holds you up to his faceplates, servos carefully shielding you from falling somehow.

Personally he knows these things take time to get over so he reminds you that you're loved and appreciated..in his own ways

Also if these emotions/thoughts stem from someone else's faults...the revenge has already been plotted and is currently in progress

#tfp starscream #tfp ratchet #tfp knockout #tfp breakdown #tfp x reader #transformers prime x reader #macaddam #maccadam #starscream x reader #ratchet x reader #knockout x reader #breakdown x reader #transformers #transformers x reader #angst comfort

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shall-we-die · 1 year ago

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How things would go when you wanna take a shower together?

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• When Solomon and MC decide to take a shower together, it would be a memorable and flirty experience. Solomon would be amused by their shared closeness and intimacy, making jokes and complimenting MC's appearance.

• During the shower, Solomon would make sure to pay special attention to cleaning MC, rubbing their body with his hands and making sure that every inch of their skin is clean. Solomon would also make sure to use gentle but flirtatious language when speaking to MC, letting them know just how irresistible they are to him.

• Taking a shower with MC would be a very intimate and special experience for him. Both Solomon and MC would likely feel some degree of nervousness and excitement, especially when they first began stripping down and entering the shower.

• He would likely be very nervous and unsure of how to proceed, as he doesn't want to overstep MC's boundaries or make them uncomfortable. Yet at the same time he would be excited and eager to share this experience with them.

• He would take things slowly and cautiously, making sure that MC is comfortable and okay with what is happening every step of the way. Solomon would be patient, gentle, and reassuring, making sure that this is an enjoyable and memorable experience for both of them.

• As they finish showering and dry each other off, Solomon would likely feel close to MC and appreciate the special moment they had together.

• If MC were to give Mammon a chance to take a shower with them, Mammon would most likely be a bit shy at first (He's actually over the moon).

• Once he warmed up to the prospect, however, he would become quite playful and possibly even flirty with MC. This also leads to some playful, romantic moments between them. Overall, Mammon would definitely enjoy taking a shower with MC.

• He would certainly enjoy the experience, as showering with someone he cares about is a great way for Mammon to bond. (He'll show this off to other brothers for rest of his life)

• Now, Mammon wants to take a shower with MC agian, he'll make sure to prepare things in advance. He might have put some rose petals and candles in the bathroom or even bought some new lingerie for the occasion.

• Then, when everything is ready, he'll gently lead MC into the bathroom and start to remove their clothes, looking at them mischievously and seductively. Once they're both in the shower, he'll soap up MC's body and give them a loving scrubdown, making sure they feel clean and cherished.

• As their time together draws to a close, Mammon will tenderly dry the MC off, and together they'll head to the bedroom to continue their evening's festivities.

• If MC wants to wash Mammon's hair and touches him, he likely feels a combination of pleasure and arousal. He enjoys the physical sensations of being touched, especially by someone he cares for, and he may even feel a bit of euphoria from the sensory experience.

• He might also feel a bit of embarrassment, as this is a vulnerable position to be in, but he likely trusts MC enough to enjoy the experience.

#𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎–[🍓]#obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me x mc #obey me headcanons #obey me mammon x reader #obey me hcs #obey me #obey me solomon x reader

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icallhimjoey · 2 years ago

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To Have And To Scold

♥ ♥ Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your best friends are getting married, and who else can they ask to be their best man and maid of honour but you and Joe? It’s just that… you don’t really get along all that well, do you? At least, that’s what you think.

CW / disclaimer: sort of enemies to sort of lovers, slooow burn, language, rpf, fem!reader, smut

Author’s note: part nine! wtf! crazy. Are we ready, girlies? Because it's go time!

Wordcount: 4.1K

part one - part two - part three - part four - part five - part six - part seven - part eight - part nine - part ten - epilogue

Never before had you ever experienced self-restraint controlled quite this fucking poorly.

Joe started it. This was definitely all his fault, because he got all close. Told you that he had noticed your blush creeping down your neck as your chest flushed, and when that pulled a whimper from you - a fucking whimper, you were so embarrassing, oh my God - Joe was on you.

Softly, at first. All tender, like every single touch was one too many. A light brush to your face. A barely there kiss where Joe fit your bottom lip in between his and held it there a second. Fluttering eyelashes that left butterfly kisses over a cheekbone - it all started very carefully and weirdly intimate. Like he was scared to break you.

And then you got all dumb, didn't you? You still had a bunch of angry energy to get out, and Joe could fuck right off being all sweet all of the sudden. You had only been able to take about eight seconds of it before you grabbed hold of Joe by the skull and forcefully pulled him into you.

You were all full of things you needed Joe to get out of you. Joe being all caring about it almost felt a little... mocking.

Here was this guy who, through his actions, made sure that you fully understood that he was just mildly tolerating being around you because of who the two of you were friends with. For years it had been like that. Joe would very rarely even look you in the eye, even acknowledge that you were a part of the group.

And now he was being all sweet, suddenly?

When he had you squirming in the backseat of a taxi?

Blushing from the top of your head down all the way to your toes?

This was when Joe was going to be soft and caring and delicate with you?

After you'd just shouted at each other? In front of Poppy and Mark?

Absolutely not.

Joe could keep all of his considerate actions for all you cared. This wasn't the time for them. It put Joe one step ahead of you, like how the person who stays calm in a fight has the upper hand, and you didn't appreciate it. Only got you angrier.

And then Joe sort of just... went with it.

Let you pull him into you forcefully. Let you claw your hands around his neck. Let you pull him out of the car when you were dropped off at your flat, and let you push him into your home before you slammed the front door behind you.

For a moment, you looked at him in your hallway. His lips all red from making-out, his hair disheveled from your hands messing it all up and the buttons of his shirt about halfway undone because that was how far you'd gotten.

Joe didn't move. Didn't make any moves. Looked a bit like a four-year-old waiting for his mother to pick him up from nursery. Little boy with a little backpack, face a little worried but not willing to show too much for fear of appearing too vulnerable. Big boys didn't cry.

Joe waited to see what you'd do.

Good, you thought. I'm the one in charge here.

You were winning a contest that clearly wasn't even one, but that didn't matter. Because nothing ever was a contest. You were just like that, and fuck, you loved winning.

You took a few running steps and jumped, trusting Joe would catch you, which, he did, with willing arms, and you latched yourself onto his face again. Jesus, you wanted your face on his face forever. It was a shame that Joe didn't like you. You know, not generally. Not as a person, anyway.

For now, you could pretend that he did, though.

With you in his arms, Joe started moving, and took steps in exactly the wrong direction. You didn't stop him until you were stood in your kitchen, and you pulled Joe's head back by his hair.

"Don't judge," you panted into his mouth before kissing him again. "I didn't know I was going to have people over."

Joe had no idea what you were talking about, until he got a chance to let his eyes wander around.

Your place was a right mess. Random shit strewn about, dirty dishes, evidence of takeaways, empty coke zero cans - lots of things just placed down in all the wrong spots that you'd get to later.

"Oh my Go–" Joe's grip on you loosened, and your feet found the floor again.

"I said don't judge,"

You wanted to bite Joe to distract him, so you did. You bit his lip, not harshly, but it was definitely not a friendly nibble. It was enough to leave temporary marks, and you expected Joe to react in some way. To at least maybe sort of chuckle? Or grunt? But he didn't. He just... fully accepted what you were doing and completely went with it.

With an arm behind you, you swiped some empty takeaway boxes into the sink.

You were going to fuck Joe in your dirty kitchen.

Posh, clean, designer-outfit Joe was going to have to fucking deal with your filth and, oh my God, you were definitely winning.

You hopped onto the counter, and Joe helped you a little, pushed you back so there'd be no chance of you slipping back off. You hooked your legs back around him, and then moved his hands away from your hips.

He was fast to move them to your jaw, to cup your face, but you used both your hands to get his away once more.

"So, you don't hate me, huh?" you asked as your fingers continued unbuttoning Joe's shirt, until they abandoned their task and found the button of Joe's trousers.

"N-no, I don't," Joe held both hands up and looked down to see you undress him. "I don't, shit, I don't hate you,"

"Prove it," you challenged, roughly tugging at the fabric to reveal Joe was throbbing inside of his underwear.

"Prove you don't hate me," you panted all breathily and made Joe hiss and groan as you placed a firm palm over him. Rubbed him over his boxer briefs, which were calvin klein's because of course they fucking were, and Joe had to hold onto the counter either side of you, his expression contorting.

"Prove. It." you hissed through your teeth, stilling your hands and now waiting for Joe to take charge. You'd gotten him this far, now he could show you just how much he didn't hate you all by himself.

But he didn't.

"Hmm?" you tried for eye-contact, but Joe's head was tipped down as he was breathing heavily.

He needed a moment, because, what the fuck was happening right now?!

Back in the black cab, where he had sat down and buckled up after climbing over you, Joe had Poppy's words in his ears still.

"She's fine! She's an adult woman with a sex life!"

And she'd said it just after Mark made a comment on you ending up in Joe's bed and unknowingly, she'd opened about nine doors in Joe's mind. Doors that had been closed, locked and bolted shut for ages. It took just one comment from Poppy, drunk or not, for those doors to be blown from their hinges and now, here he was... making out with you in your kitchen. Your hands all over him. Your breath on his face. Your tongue in his mouth. Your fingers unbuttoning trousers, and... Poppy didn't care. Didn't mind at all. Was all casual about it.

"She can decide for herself,"

You could. Did. Were currently doing.

But, Jesus Christ, just... give him a minute!

Joe remained still for too long, and you kind of thought, oh no, maybe you weren't actually winning, but were very quickly spiraling into losing.

So then you squeezed him, too close to the tip, and Joe growled. He shut his eyes and breathed heavily through his nose for just a second as you waited with a smug little smile on your face.

Joe'd eyes flicked up at you, and you saw it.

The change.

"Fuck it," Joe then muttered and pulled you forward by the hips, crashing you into him and the way you had tried to make Joe kiss you was exactly what he was giving you now.

Filthy open-mouthed tongue fucking. Absolutely obscene noises ripped from the both of you, and Joe started pulling on your top, started getting you out of your clothes and yes, this was exactly what you wanted.

It took seconds for you to be manhandled out of enough clothes before you got pulled from the counter and Joe turned you around.

Yes.

Exactly what you wanted.

You felt Joe's elbow press into your back before his hand found the back of your neck for his fingers to curl around as he pushed you forward, bending you over slightly. Then another arm found its way around your hips and touched you in between your legs and Joe moaned.

Silky soft.

Warm.

Wet.

Joe moaned just from the slick feel of you, and you felt his forehead fall against your shoulder.

"Come on," you encouraged, impatiently pushing your ass into him.

With just the bottom two buttons of his shirt still done up, Joe pushed himself in between your thighs slowly.

This was a huge deal, and if he was honest, Joe needed time to process. Time he wasn't granted, because you had no idea, but shit. Just how often had he thought about this? Had he dreamt about this? And how convinced had he been that that's what it would always be: just dreams? You'd been off-limits. Sickeningly out of bounds.

Joe had always been so sure that even getting somewhat close to where he was right this very second would absolutely ruin his friendship with Poppy, which... which felt so silly now.

Joe was such an idiot.

"Joe, if you're not going to fucking prove to me that–"

You were cut off and gasped at the intrusion. Joe pushed himself inside and took his sweet time. Soft stuttered breathing and repressed whimpering came from behind you as he inched his way in, and you felt his hands shake.

If you didn't know better, this felt a lot like a seventeen-year-old trying his best to not blow his load within twenty seconds.

So, when Joe didn't start moving, you did.

Groans fell from Joe's lips as he tipped his head back and tried wrapping his head around where he was right now. What he was doing right now. Who he was doing right now.

Fireworks went off in his brain. All of the shades of all of the colours danced behind his eyelids. Orchestras played the most beautiful symphonies.

Why had he waited so long for this?

Why had he not made a move so much sooner?

Wait.

Why had you so willingly given in so quick?

Joe knew exactly why he had waited so long for this, knew precisely why he'd not made a move so much sooner, but, a huge factor of that was the fact that he made himself very unlikable around you. Joe had made sure to be awful. Unpleasant. Distant and cold.

Why the fuck were you even on board with any of this?

Joe got into his head, and got stuck there immediately. He thought of all the evenings you'd spent as far apart from one another as possible, opposite ends of the room. Of the awkward almost-fights the two of you had had. Of you almost leaving his house after he had made a misplaced joke. Of you leaving the pub. Of you silently scoffing at him every time you gave him a once-over.

Joe had done everything in his power to make sure you didn't like him.

And sure, this whole wedding thing had maybe changed that a little. You'd become a little friendlier. A bit more than just cordial and polite. Had had a few moments that could be described as things friends would do. Like that moment you had outside the wedding boutique. Or you know, the pulling him into his bed–

No.

Shit.

Hang on.

Joe was fucking it up.

Joe was fucking everything up.

Joe was fucking everything up royally.

Had you not fucking told him? Warned him? Opened up and showed him a little part of you that he very conveniently seemed to have forgotten about? Had told you about how guys – men – used to take your invitation for friendship for something that it clearly wasn't? How they'd be your friend until they'd reveal ulterior motives?

Joe didn't want to add to the hurt.

Didn't want to prove you right and scar you further.

Couldn't be one of those guys.

He'd seen you cry over it. Had seen why Mark protected you the way he did.

This was meant to be the romantic start of something. Not a one-and-done sort of frustration-fuck that he now clearly saw was what you were treating this as.

He should've fucking listened to Mark.

Meanwhile, you had no clue how Joe's mind was quite literally spiraling out of control.

You noticed Joe got into it, had started thrusting after you had helped him start off, but it only lasted for like... maybe a minute or two. You'd barely picked up a good pace before Joe pulled out and turned you back around to face him.

Joe kissed you again, and you were quick to sling your arms around his neck and get straight back into the nasty open-mouthed making out you were doing before. Joe was a good kisser, and although you rather had him focus attention to... other parts of your body, you kind of loved how into kissing Joe got. And so you allowed yourself to drown in it. Kind of lost yourself in it, a little bit.

Joe didn't stop kissing, but you felt him shift.

Felt him bend down just a little, for just a second, his lips not detaching from your lips throughout any of it.

And then you heard a zipper. And you looked.

Joe was getting himself dressed again, boner neatly tucked away in his underwear, now back inside his trousers.

Um. What the fuck.

"I'm... I'm sorry, but..."

Joe didn't finish that sentence. You did that for him, mentally. But I actually do hate you. Just realised. Whoops.

"What?" your eyebrows knitted together and your eyes fluttered between his, hoping you wouldn't find the answers you'd come up with yourself.

"I don't think... this– this isn't..."

Your arms slowly lowered as Joe stumbled to find the right words.

"Joe,"

You looked at him kindly as you cupped his face with both your hands. Whatever Joe was thinking, you knew it to be wrong, and hoped that a little smile from you would help convince him.

Joe shook his head a little as he frowned, looking down at the floor as he remained quiet. Mind racing, and yet once more, not sharing his initial thoughts because Joe never fucking did.

You were totally fine with Joe not being into you. He didn't need to be. He just... needed to get you off, in your kitchen, right now, because Joe was hot and he'd gotten you all riled up.

So, you moved in to kiss him.

But then he moved and turned his head away from you and stepped back.

"No," your voice sounded like you didn't understand what was happening right now.

And yea, that checked out, because you didn't.

"I'm sorry, I– um, I will... yea," Joe took more steps backwards and felt in his pocket for his phone which he found. "I'll see you. Around, I mean."

You were too stunned to speak and just stared at him. Half naked. One boob outside of your bra, the other still tucked away. In your dirty kitchen.

Joe gave you a final, small nod before he turned on his heel and just... left.

Walked right out.

You thought it was a joke, a bad cruel practical joke, until you heard your front door fall shut behind him.

It left you in a bad mood for days. And it was worse, because, who were you going to tell? Not Mark. Definitely not Poppy.

There was no one else to tell. So instead, it festered. The shame and embarrassment of it all rotted inside you and now the wedding was getting close and you still had to talk about your speeches.

No one had ever walked out on you mid-fuck.

You could agree that, had Joe not walked out on you mid-fuck, seeing him again would still be awkward.

But this.

This brought everything to a whole different level. A level you didn't even know existed before he'd stuttered some weird barely-there apology and then just... left you. Drunk and naked and horny.

If he thought your kitchen was too gross to have sex in, he could've just said that. Didn't need to get all weird over it.

It wasn't you who had climbed into a taxi with him.

You'd gone over so many reasons, but came up empty every single time, besides, you know, the simple conclusion.

Joe didn't actually like you.

He didn't want to be your friend and was only being nice because he felt obligated to be so. And, also, he was a huge dick. Had one, too. You hated that you knew that now.

About two and half weeks from the wedding, you assembled the groom and all the groomsmen for their last suit fittings. You'd also fit your dress, but you were doing that by yourself, later. You knew the colour of it matched their suits perfectly; Mark was going to wear a vintage dark plum suit that almost looked brown. Gorgeous. You loved it.

Mark looked so good in it, too.

The groomsmen, and thus you as the best men too, were all in a lighter shade of it, but wore a dark tie to match Mark's suit. You'd wear a lipstick in the same shade because there was not a chance you were going to get some godawful brooch to pin onto a tit. No way.

And, you had insider info on the colour of the bridesmaids dresses - and thus Joe's suit - and they were of a similar shade, a little less brown, but more muted.

It all mixed together in a beautiful palette, because the bouquets the girls - and Joe - were going to be holding, held every single shade of plum, burgundy and wine-coloured flowers. It would be a perfectly balanced picture, all of you together, you were sure of it.

This last fitting was just a formality, really.

Everyone was on time too, which was good. But you were still grumpy, and had been for days.

"What's up?" Mark asked, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror.

"Nothing," you lied. "Work's a bitch right now." More lies. Work was actually totally fine for once.

"Can't be that bad," Mark was being helped into his jacket and looked so fucking dapper. Even without his facial hair trimmed properly into shape, he looked sharp.

"Well, it is."

You saw Mark frown, but pretended you didn't. You hadn't seen Mark a whole lot since the stag do, but every time you had seen each other, your mood had been foul.

"Oh! Mine's missing a button!" Mark's brother shouted and when you rushed over, ready to yell at someone for it, you realised he was holding back his laughter and was very obviously joking.

"Ha, ha, really fucking funny,"

"This one has three arms!"

"I think mine's in the wrong fabric!"

"This one's a dress!"

All of them laughed and tried to get you to laugh along with them. You turned to look back at Mark who was smiling like an idiot. Mark loved his selection of groomsmen, even if you didn't right now.

"You want to get a new set of groomsmen? These ones are broken."

And Mark couldn't help but laugh. Even louder when you didn't as you made your way back over to where he was stood.

"Jesus, come on, cheer up a bit," Mark started. "I'm getting married."

"Yea," you replied and noticed a loose thread sticking up from his shoulder seam. "And weddings are hard work - stand still," you said, your frown deepening as you pulled the loose bit of thread out.

"My God, someone needs a right good shag," you heard Mark's brother from across the room, earning some snickers from the other men.

"Thank you," you shot back sarcastically, but all you could think was, yea you're fucking right I do, but apparently, men had decided they could just leave right as you were about to.

And then, they'd go back to, oh, you didn't know, staring lovingly at their best friend, perhaps.

Because that's what men did.

At least, that's what a man did.

He'd tell you how alike you were, and then he'd stare at her like she put all the stars up in the sky, and then he'd walk out after dipping his dick into you.

What the fuck was wrong with men?

Make it make sense.

You could feel Mark's eyes burn into your back from the mirror. He was studying your reactions closely, and you didn't like it. You used both hands to wipe across Mark's shoulders and avoided eye contact.

"This looks really good, Mark," you said, turning around to look at the full image of him in the mirror, hoping that changing the topic would work.

It didn't.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mark tried, and you looked him in the eye for just a second and quickly worked to soften your expression. Mark looked worried, and you didn't need him worrying over you so close to the best day of his life.

"Fine, no worries."

Mark didn't buy it though. He had known you forever, and could see something was up. Something unwavering, because you'd been in this mood for a bit now.

"Did we fight?"

"What?"

"I barely remember anything from my stag do, but, if I said anything to you that I shouldn't have, please tell me,"

"We didn't fight." You assured him with a smile. "You and Poppy fought, but also made up... with a lot of visible tongue."

Mark grinned at that and wished he remembered that part of the night.

"Right in the middle of the bar. T'was gross, but very romantic."

Mark grinned as you faffed with his tie for a second. Made sure it wasn't crooked.

"You did scare away a random bloke who tried to talk to me, though," you said, and you hoped it would bring some comic relief.

"Oh, ugh," Mark winched and groaned at himself. "Is that why Poppy and I argued?"

You frowned in confusion. Shook your head a little to signal you didn't understand what he meant, which in turn, made Mark sigh.

"Pop's been going on about this for ages, and it's so stupid, because she's wrong. I know she's wrong. It's just that... you just... you do stupid shit when you get drunk."

You gasped.

"I do not,"

"No?"

"If there's one person who does stupid shit when they get drunk, it's you!" you poked a finger into Mark's chest.

"All right," Mark bit back and frowned. "Sure!"

"Who took three belly shots off of that hairy guy who had just asked for your number?" you made your point. "Man was clearly interested in you, and you just went on to suck sambuca right from his navel!"

"Uhh," Mark started, big eyes aimed directly at you. "Who ended up in someone else's bed claiming they just wanted to go for a nap with them?"

Oh shit.

You made big eyes right back.

"Yea. Exactly." Mark had made his point.

Fuck.

You didn't want to get into this. Not right now, and actually, not ever. If Mark was going to ask too many questions, you were going to have to tell him what happened after you left the stag do, and Jesus Christ, you really didn't want to. It was so fucking embarrassing, you really hoped that this time you and Joe did agree and were on the same page about keeping all of that a secret from your friends.

"Pop thinks I don't want you to get with anyone," Mark said, friendlier now. Not as playful as before. "Which is not true. I don't care whose bed you end up in. I just don't want you to do dumb shit. That's all."

For the first time that day, you cracked a little genuine smile.

"Thanks."

"Well, I do care. A little bit. Remember Oliver?"

Ugh. You did. Oliver was the worst.

"Fuck off." you punched Mark in the arm, way too hard, and made him yelp before rubbing his arm over his new suit jacket and replying,

"Hey, that's what friends are for."

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nereidprinc3ss · 3 months ago

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Since reading your fics I’ve become obsessed with the whole him talking against her mouth thing while they’re having sex and other moments it’s so intimate to me and makes my stomach do that flippy thing 🥺 and the way you write their dirty talk!! with like general everyday talk that has subtle sexual undertones- it’s so simultaneously hot n cute and so inexplicably Spencer. Just the way your writing is the perfect amalgamation of both love and lust is so special to me and this might sound odd but I think it’s helped with my intimacy issues and has helped me mend my unhealthy relationship with sex and the negative feelings I associated with it cause to me it’s a very vulnerable moment and even boys you commit to, and unfortunately fell in love with, do not see it the same way (not all but many!) and I was low-key starting to resent the act because I was left feeling so gross but I’m working on it and your work has definitely helped in its own way!

ps sorry if this too much I just wanted to share that you’re making a change whether you know it or not especially in a time of violent portrayals of sex in media that do not value the women’s pleasure at all and only paint it in a cold detached light. I don’t think enough people realise the impact the media we consume has on our perceptions of sex. You contribute more than you know to this fandom and I hope you know how much you’re valued by us. and in case you couldn’t tell yes I spent an outrageous amount of time rereading your fics when I should be preparing to go back to uni lol - also wish you a safe recovery from your car incident :)

Lots of love from 🍒

Ohhh my gosh you are always so sweet, this makes me so so happy to hear. it’s not too much at all, this genuinely is so sweet and I’m so appreciative of you and I’m so insanely gratified that my writing has had any impact on any part of anyone’s life at all, especially in this way, because that’s so important to me!! I agree that the way we portray and talk about sex in popular media is pretty upsetting sometimes and I really do always try to make it clear how much care and affection is being put into the act when I write smut as silly as that may sound.

Thank u for the well wishes angel!! Ily so much MWAH!!

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kusur1uri · 2 years ago

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KUSURIURI NSFW HEADCANONS

a/n: this is way too long and was definitely too fun for me to work on. this is the first analysis/writing i’ve done for kusuriuri, so please bear with me as i’m still learning his character. reblogs/interactions mean the world ♡

warnings: nsfw, fem reader, mentions of activities that could be considered dub-con, minor dom-sub dynamics, light degradation, breeding/pregnancy, drugging/aphrodisiacs, please let me know if there’s anything specific you would also like tagged

word count: 1.8k

KUSU’S DISLIKES: general turn-offs, just not really into

kusu is a private man. he does not care for exhibitionism or anything to do with public indecency. the look on your face just before you reach your climax is a sight only he gets to see. while he is private, he’s also very selfish when it comes to you.

roleplay. specifically roleplay in which he’s “exorcising” you. he takes his job very seriously—he’s had a few near death experiences doing it. entertaining the idea of you becoming something he has to vanquish just isn’t something he feels the desire to fantasize about.

threesomes/cuckolding. as mentioned above, he’s a selfish lover. he has no intention of sharing you at your most vulnerable or even allowing another person, man or woman, seeing you in a way only he can. definitely gets jealous if he feels a person is coming off strong towards you, and you remain semi-oblivious to their motives. he has no doubt of your loyalty to him, but he’ll definitely be sure to leave marks on your more visible areas to ward off unwanted attention.

being submissive. now, don’t get me wrong, kusu isn’t opposed to you taking the reigns once in a awhile (see below), but that by no means is equivalent to him submitting. if he deems you’ve had your fun, he’ll simply wrap a firm hand around the column of your throat and your hitched breath is all he needs to know you’ve relinquished your temporary control.

KUSU’S LIKES: loves loves loves

definitely a dom. he can appreciate some soft dom moments, but is typically more apt to being referred to as ‘Master’. let him make all the decisions for you, and he promises you’ll be seeing stars.

for kusu, servicing you is one of his main concerns. how he goes about doing that may come off as mean or teasing most of the time, but he will never let you walk away unsatisfied. seeing you lost in pleasure that he provides is what makes these intimate moments so exciting for him.

not the biggest into pet names, but he can appreciate the effects calling you “angel”, “pretty”, or even “dear” can have. this man knows you’re nothing more than putty in his hands with a few of these words and he relishes in it.

heavily into degradation. but not the hard, insulting stuff. he’s really really into teasing, bullying, and borderline dumbification. one of his favorites is when he sits in front of you and makes you touch yourself while he watches. he’d make a few mocking comments when you moan that your fingers aren’t enough, not like his. but this man is patient. he won’t touch you until you’ve made yourself come at least once—not until he feels the heat of humiliation burn on your skin from his prying eyes and taunting words.

while he enjoys a good tease or some edging with a few demeaning words, he can’t hide the way his cock twitches when he praises you. you become so pliant, so soft when he whispers “i think you can take another, can’t you, pretty girl?”

but his favorite, his cherry on top, is when he combines the two. “my greedy little angel, you think you can take it?” oh he’ll have you begging for him before he even moves an inch. this man’s resilience knows no bounds when it comes to you squirming beneath him.

isn’t opposed to you taking some lead time here and there. he’ll let you make a few commands of him, let you ride his face, and maybe even let you give him a smack or two across his pale cheek. but don’t let that fool you—you are by no means the one in control. if he feels you’re getting too ahead of yourself or forgetting who belongs to who, he’ll have no issue putting you back into your place. but most of the time, he lets you get away with it. his favorite is when you ride him. the soft praises that fall from your lips have his heart clenching and dick throbbing. he can’t get enough of you when you’re like that.

sensory deprivation. tie this man up or have him tie you up—he’s happy either way. maybe add in a blindfold and he’ll be over the moon. he especially loves it when you bound his hands and blindfold him before giving him a handjob or (if you’re feeling playful with your newfound control) a blowjob.

i know i said that he tends to veer away from super hard dom antics, HOWEVER, there’s a part of this man that loves the power imbalance between you and himself. it’s rare, but he can get into the headspace that turns him into an absolute sadist. oh how he loves to see you crying on his cock. the pained expression on your face from the torture of pleasure. he won’t stop until you’re weeping, begging for mercy. and even then, he may only consider giving you a reprieve. but that thought would quickly leave his mind as he feels you clench around him like a vice. he’d lean down to lick a stripe up your bare neck before groaning into your ear, “it seems like you don’t really want me to stop, do you dear?” and after you’d babble out a sentence that was anything but coherent, he’d chuckle lowly, a deep rumble from his throat, and lay a delicate finger upon your swollen and sore clit. “maybe if you cry for me a little louder, I’ll show you mercy.” but you and him both know he won’t stop until you’ve squirted all over his abdomen and left the floor beneath absolutely ruined in a puddle of your release. the first time you and kusu had gone this intense, he had been worried he had overstepped, but when you came back wanting more, he knew he had hearts in his eyes.

kusu knows he’s strong. he’s single-handedly defeated many Mononoke for decades. while he may not show it, the underlying god-complex of this man is overwhelming, but can make for some intense intimate sessions. this is especially apparent on the few occasions you find yourself in the middle of one of his cases. your life is so fragile, one wrong move and your life would be lost in a world he can’t access. and he’ll be sure to remind you of your innate helplessness. compared to your feeble human body, he’s strong. he’ll have you completely powerless against him, paralyzed by his sheer physical power. maybe then you’ll realize he’s the only one able to protect you.

one of kusu’s favorite features on himself is his hands. he uses them for work day in and day out, but not once have you ever seen them in a state of negligence. he keeps them nice and soft, his fingernails even and edges smooth. he loves when he catches you staring at them, sometimes as if in a trance. your eyes follow them as he traces shapes onto your skin, or when he brings them up to delicately wrap around your throat. the heady look in your eyes never fails to make him breathe a little heavier. sometimes, if he’s feeling playful, he’ll even let you suck on two of his fingers while his other hand works at your core.

he never thought much of mirrors in the bedroom, until he met you that is. he never paid them any mind until one day he had you on your knees as he pressed his chest to your back. you had gone quiet for a few moments and when he lifted his face from the crook of your neck, he caught your blissed expression looking at him in the mirror. from that moment on, if you found yourselves staying in a room with a mirror, you knew he’d have you pressed firmly against him as he held you up so you could watch as he rendered you dumb on his cock.

breeding. this man is definitely into breeding and i will die on this hill. he knows everything about female fertility and when you would be at your most fertile window in your monthly cycle. and he would most certainly use this knowledge to ensure he gets you pregnant. he’ll have your knees pressed to your chest as he gives you no reprieve from his long cock making a mess of you. the ground below your back has long since been soaked with both yours and his release, but he shows absolutely no signs of stopping until he’s satisfied that he’s filled you nice and full.

isn’t a big fan of erotic toys. he prefers to do and feel everything himself. however, if he deems it necessary, he will use one as punishment, knowing it won’t be enough to get you to finish. he’ll keep you squirming and frustrated until he feels you’ve begged and apologized sufficiently before he pulls you onto his lap to give you what you really need.

kusu is a medicine seller, so naturally he’s going to have a few run-ins with some top-shelf medicinals. his personal favorites to use on you are the aphrodisiacs and topical warming oils. for his own use, he particularly enjoys relaxants, but prefers to be the sober one as you lose all sense of reality. but don’t worry, he knows just what to do to if you happen to take one too many hits of the aphrodisiacs, everything is well in his oh so capable hands.

kissing. this man loves to kiss you. as soon as you two are alone, you can expect his lips to be on you one way another. he will make out with you until your lips are tender and raw. these make out sessions are almost always messy. he loves the carnal image of his spit on your lips and chin. if you ask nicely, he will spit into your mouth, a predatory glow in his eyes as he watches you swallow what he’s given you. it’s when he’s kissing you that you are most likely to hear the most beautiful moans form him. nip on his bottom lip as he goes to pull away or suck on his tongue and he’ll be moaning breathy little groans into you. he’s also very handsy when he kisses you. whether it’s your ass, waist, hair, or throat, you can expect him to be holding you closely.

he’s possessive too. he’ll suck on your lips, neck, chest. trails of deep red marks will be littered across your most sensitive areas. as i mentioned before, kusu is a very private lover. these marks are his silent way of laying claim to you.

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pacifymebby · 2 years ago

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Dancing with the peaky boys 💃?? Love your writing <33

Tommy

🌿 Dancing with Tommy is intense

🌿 You would be slow dancing, its an excuse for him to get close to you, to hold you, to talk to you quietly and, privately.

🌿 He wouldnt talk too much though, only saying the things he needed to in as few words as possible.

🌿 He'd take dancing with you very seriously, treating it like a privilege

🌿Lots of intense looking into your eyes, his cold blue ones trying to see deep into your soul, youd have the feeling of him trying to read your mind.

🌿 The moment would be so intimate and touching that youd have a hard time controlling your breathing. Almost like hes making you nervous.

🌿 Hes confident, when he asks you to dance he knows you wont deny him.

Alfie

🐻 Now, Alfies a cultured man with an appreciation for the arts. He loves music and he thinks it should be shared, a live language of his is definitely dancing to a song which means a lot, which touches him emotionally, its his way of sharing that song with you.

🐻 He does act grumpy sometimes, might tell other people hes not a dancer... But thats because he believes in only dancing with people you are close with, close enough to be vulnerable with. Which means hes only ever going to agree to dance with you...

🐻 That being said i can imagine him doing it to another man all "cmon treacle lets have a little dance eh, music right its good for the soul aint it, so lets dance..." forcing them to slow dance with him to intimidate them haha.

🐻 But with you he'd be soft and quiet, almost thoughtful as hes dancing slowly with you. It wouldnt be proper dancing, more you and him holding one another, swaying slowly.

🐻 He likes to hold your head against his chest or shoulder, to feel you truly close to him.

🐻 Hes probably a little clumsy when it comes to actually dancing, might accidentally trip on your foot. I think if you cant dance or youre much smaller than him and very shy, hed let you stand on his feet and lead you like that.

🐻 He doesnt ask you to dance with him, he just catches you by surprise with one hand on your waist and pulls you into him.

🐻 I think he would definitely talk to you sometimes, but if the song is particularly special to him hed be completely quiet, watching you listen to the music, wanting to see you appreciate it like he does.

🐻 He might whisper to you to tell you when his favourite part is coming up.

Arthur

🍂 Isn't a confident dancer, he doesnt like it very much, hes quite clumsy, never remembers the trendy dance moves and so doesnt ever know what to do with himself.

🍂 He'll tell his mates that he doesnt see the point in dancing...its just the way you show someone you wanna fuck, so why not just fuck.

🍂 Most likely its you asking him to dance and him watching you, having you teach him the correct steps

🍂 But if he did ask you to dance, if it was him trying to introduce himself to you or make a move, he'd need a lot of encouragement and light bullying from his friends before he'd pluck up the confidence to do so.

🍂 And he'd blush and go bright red and you would have to hide your pity on him, you'd think he was incredibly cute...

🍂 The one thing he does like about dancing is how close he feels to you, and how small your little hands feel in his. How careful he has to be with you, its one of the few times he believes hes really capable of being gentle.

John

🌼 Dancing isnt a serious thing for him, he laughs at how seriously tommy takes it and how scared to ask people to dance Arthur is. To John dancing is just a silly way to have fun. He's lighthearted about it.

🌼 Hes confident to ask you to dance with him and, like Alfie, he won't often bother asking you... He'll just snatch your hand, catch you by surprise and suddenly you're dancing with him

🌼 He'll dance the faster, trendier dances with you, he won't mind making a fool of himself. He'll get steps wrong sometimes just to make you laugh. He thinks laughter and dancing go hand in hand.

🌼 Definitely uses it as an excuse to touch you and be close to you.

🌼 Loves to spin you out from and then back into his body. Also loves to lift you up when hes dancing. He likes how strong he feels when he does that.

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnie doesnt really believe that hes a good dancer, but he's actually very good. As a boxer he has to be light on his feet and, he's been dancing at gatherings and to impromtu songs at the caravans for as long as he can remember

🍀 And he does love to dance with you, even if he doesnt think hes that good. You dont really need to be any good to dance around the fire with your girl.

🍀 Likes to spin you around, lift you up and all of that because a) it makes you laugh and he thinks you get even more beautiful when you laugh/smile and b) it makes him feel strong when he picks you up.

🍀 He enjoys how much smaller than him you feel when he has his hands on your waist or he's holding your hands in his.

🍀 He would be very shy to ask you to dance the first, second, third time... But after awhile he'd know you were going to say yes... And when you ask him to dance he'll definitely blush and perhaps try to apologise in advance or make up an excuse about not being a good dancer...

🍀 But you won't let those stand, and he can't say no to you.. Not when he knows hes the luckiest man on the planet to be asked to dance by you.

🍀 He will talk to you, make you laugh whilst youre dancing, he'll nervously tell you how pretty you look, how beautiful you are.

Isaiah

🐀Definitely isn't shy about asking you to dance, hes confident enough that he expects you to say yes and for all the other women in the room to be envious of you

🐀Hes surprisingly good at dancing too, and knows a lot of the trends... Hes quick on his feet.

🐀He would hold you firmly, slide his hands over your body suggestively. Will tell you how gorgeous you are, probably make a comment on tbe fabric of your dress, how silky or soft it is... Use the texture of the dress as an excuse to touch you.

🐀He would talk to you, teasing you, he wants to make you blush, he'd talk with his nose brushing yours, whisper in your ear, anything to feel you growing more and more flustered in his presence.

🐀Hes cheeky, definitely trying his luck with you.

🐀He is absolutely dancing with you as an excuse to get closer to you, to try and put more lewd thoughts in your mind. You know that hes going to slide his hands down over your bottom when slow dancing with you, push your hips into his hips to show you what he really wants...

Michael

☘️ Would be serious just like tommy, he thinks dancing is a serious thing, and knows its a privilege to dance with the woman you love

☘️ However he would be a little insecure about asking you... He knows he most likely will not be denied however, the knowledge that it could - in some wild and awful reality and - would make him nervous because it would be so shameful for him to be rejected.

☘️ Hes a good dancer as long as he knows the dance. He was taught many dances growing up, he knows the correct way to hold a woman, the correct way to lead a dance

☘️ And when it comes to the knew trends he learns quickly... Though the faster fad dances that come over from america, he thinks arent "real dances" he thinks they are silly. Might not want to dance them with you unless you really beg and plead.

☘️ As Henry, he would never have thought of dancing as a way to get close physically to a woman, he would only ever have held you the proper way... However as a peaky blinder, hes begun to learn the tricks...

☘️ And he will use them, he likes to notice your nervousness, how flustered you get when he leans in to whisper in your ear when hes talking to you. He will flirt with you, tell you how beautiful you are, how lovely your dress is...

☘️ And he'll press his hand into the lower of your back so that he can hold your body tightly to his.

☘️ He will whisper suggestive things in your ear sometimes and then pretend that youve misheard him if you question him on it.

☘️ He does the same intense gaze into your eyes, but his is easier to read, its a little more vulnerable. You feel less like hes reading your mind and more like youre reading his.

#peaky blinders imagines #bonnie gold x reader #tommy shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #alfie solomons x reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders #michael gray x reader #alfie solomons imagine #Isaiah jesus x reader

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xxxsharpcheddar · 10 days ago

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It looks like you have no interesting at this point in working through this with him and you want to start over with a new person. It very much appears that you still love him with what you post about him. I am not saying your timeline of events is wrong, I am not suggesting that anyone coming forth isn’t being truthful. My guy did something similar nearly 10 years ago and I dumped him. He embarrassed me. My friends and family supported me, this same community supported me. I pushed him away. He got better, he wanted to change and he did. We didn’t talk for about two months. He never left my mind, not for a second. My friends said it was a mistake, the community said it was a mistake, I knew in my heart I wanted him. It took almost a year because we agreed to be in a relationship again. It took time but we got through it. We grew together. Our relationship got so much deeper and more intimate. It transformed how I look at the world and how I understand love and commitment. We have been married for almost 6 years now and I know I made the right choice for me to work it out. You and I are different people, and you have every right to choose to deal with this however you deem necessary. There is not a wrong way to process your anger and sadness.

I hope that either all of us or none of us are judged by the actions of our weakest moments but rather by the strength we show when and if we're given a second chance. No need to post or respond I just wanted to tell you that you have to be truthful to yourself and you can’t allow external pressures to make your decisions for you. Most will ever know how deeply you hurt or how deeply you love the person that hurt you. But I do. It was so hard to forgive him and work through this. I’m thankful I didn’t give up on my heart and the future father of my children. He would burn this world down just to keep me from being cold. You don’t find that in a person that hasn’t walked through fire to get back to you.

Best of luck,

Whew, thank you for sharing this with me. I think I loved the version of him that he painted for me. I don’t think I ever really knew this person. I fell in love with his manipulation tactics. I am mourning what I thought we had and what I envisioned we would become. But when I read those first batches of texts, my heart sank because the person I fell in love with could’ve never done that to me. This was a stranger who had been living in my house for over a month and letting me waste time and money on flights to visit him. I’ll never truly know if he is actually remorseful or just sorry he got caught.

I definitely think relationships can be worth pursuing if a mistake was made and everything was done in their power rectify it. Monolith-ad never acknowledged it. He kept spinning his web of lies and was so confused he started arguing his own texts.

“He would burn this world down just to keep me from being cold.” I love this. I even told him I don’t want a hero. I don’t want someone who’s trying to save the world. I want the villain, if that means putting me above other “conquests” or whatever validation he got from entertaining everyone else.

I think it’s a sort of high for him, among other things, and I hope he gets help. But the fact is I never knew this man. He knew me to my core, and he exploited that. Before I even knew the whole scope of this, and I was talking to my friends about what to do next, my friend said “love is not enough.” If you can disrespect someone you “love” to such an extent, I don’t want to be loved by you. Because that isn’t love.

I know I’m still in the depths of my pain and I am cynical and jaded. I think your experience is painfully beautiful and I do believe in second chances given the right circumstances. I dream about him most nights and wake up in a cold sweat or crying, so he clearly hasn’t left my subconscious. Thank you for sharing such a vulnerable experience. I know you said I didn’t need to respond, but I really appreciate the honesty and vulnerability

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slaymitchabernathy · 8 months ago

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Love Me Tender

“Don’t stop.”

Soarynn giggles at her boyfriend’s words and he knows why, he sounds like he’s pouting. It’s not like he can help it, not with her nails scratching his scalp just right. And he’s had a long day, so if anything, he deserves this, to be in bed with his head in Soarynn’s lap while he reads one of her favorite books out loud.

It’s domestic.

“Well, you stopped reading,” Soarynn replies, some teasing in her tone. Coriolanus glances up at her, nearly losing his breath from how gorgeous she is. “Because you stopped giving me scratches.”

It’s a pitiful argument and they both know that but Soarynn simply rolls her eyes and continues scratching his scalp, her other hand resting on his shoulder. It’s nice to be like this every once in a while, completely engulfed in her and her scent. A few years ago Coriolanus would’ve scoffed at the idea of being this intimate and vulnerable with his girlfriend. But now four years into their relationship, he allows for a moment like this every once in a while. Besides, he knows how much it means to her, to be like this with him.

Coriolanus knows he’s far from perfect, and he’s definitely not the most outwardly loving boyfriend. He’s seen how his friends act around their girlfriends in public, stealing kisses, holding hands, teasing, and laughing. He’s not one for public displays of affection. Soarynn has never brought it up, never complained but he knows she wishes for that type of affection sometimes. And she gets it. But only behind closed doors.

Coriolanus Snow is a proud man, an important man. He can’t be seen running around the Capitol streets coddling his girlfriend. He’d be the laughingstock of the country! So he adopts a more reserved persona. He does show some displays of affection, he holds her hand, opens the door for her, and buys her whatever she wants. Things like that.

He can’t have people thinking he’s a negligent boyfriend.

Coriolanus clears his throat once more before reading where he left off, “Where were we? Ah, yes, the chase. The rabbits quickly took off for their den in hopes of escaping the clutches of the hawk's talons, Juniper called out to Clover, ‘Run! Run faster!’ She could feel the hawk getting closer and closer and…Soarynn you can’t possibly enjoy something as childish as this,” he says, furrowing his brows as he continues reading silently. Nothing about this book pegs him for good literature.

Soarynn gives his golden curls a tug, “It’s not supposed to be realistic Coryo, it’s supposed to be a cute story.” Coriolanus rolls his eyes, “They’re talking rabbits! How is that good writing? I’m going to find out who the publisher for this book is and write them a letter.”

Soarynn sighs but says nothing, which is just another thing Coriolanus appreciates about her. She doesn’t argue with him. “Maybe we should read a different book,” he suggests, tossing the rabbit book to the side. Maybe Petunia will use it as a new scratching post. He’d be perfectly fine with that.

“Why don’t you just tell me a story then? Since you’re such a writer,” Soarynn quips. Coriolanus looks up at her again and she’s giving him that look that lets him know it’s a losing battle no matter what option he chooses. Coriolanus sighs, “Very well. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a beautiful city. The Capitol. In the Capitol, it was safe, clean, and filled with order. The little girl lived there her whole life and grew up to be a beautiful young woman.” He steals a glance at Soarynn to find her genuinely interested in where he’s going with this.

“One day the girl realized how terribly lonely she was. Not even her cat could offer true companionship.” He thinks of Petunia, a gift he'd given to Soarynn two years ago, a cat as spoiled as can be with an attitude to match. Still, Soarynn adored the cat so that had to count for something. Soarynn's fingers begin to slow down and Coriolanus is quick to shift in her lap, pleased when she picks back up, "But one day she came across someone, someone good and noble, someone who would protect her no matter what."

He hears a snort but chooses to ignore it, "Someone who was ruggedly handsome and tall, someone who was a shining beacon of authority, someone wh-"

"Someone like Coriolanus Snow," Soarynn says dramatically, cutting him off before he can finish his lengthy description of this mystery man. Well, he tried. Coriolanus slowly sits up, listening to Soarynn giggle behind him, "You're a horrible audience," he tells her, running a hand through his golden curls. Soarynn crawls up behind him wrapping her arms around his neck, resting her chin on his shoulder, "But you love me all the same."

Coriolanus feels a small smile form on his lips, "That I do," he replies, allowing himself a moment to simply enjoy being in her presence.

Soarynn was truly a gift he felt he often did not deserve. She was kind, beautiful, caring, funny and charming. Anyone could have her but he had been the one lucky enough to swoop her off her feet. She was more than gracious with him when it came to his mood swings and short temper, something he knew he did not deserve.

Soarynn wraps her arms around him a little tighter, to the point where he's concerned, "Are you alright darling?" Soarynn hums, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her favorite thing to do.

"Just promise you'll love me forever."

Coriolanus chuckles at his girlfriend's sweet request, something only Soarynn would ask. He reaches behind him and runs a loving hand through her soft hair, "As long as you remain a devoted girlfriend then you won't ever have to worry about my love for you straying Soarynn," he assures her. He didn't even think he was capable of love for the longest time. Then he met Soarynn. Now he doesn't know if he could stop loving her, even if he tried.

Soarynn lets out a content sigh followed by a yawn, "Just had to make sure," she mumbles, her arms slowly loosening. Coriolanus looks down at his wristwatch, it's well past their bedtime and they both have things to do tomorrow. "Time for bed," he tells her.

꧁ ꧂

Burrowed under the covers with Soarynn safely in his arms Coriolanus can't help but wonder what the future holds for them. He has an idea, a dream if you will of what his future could be.

The President of Panem has a nice ring to it.

But there's still time, so much time for all of these things and he's in no rush, not as long as he has Soarynn by his side. Who loves him so tenderly.

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pariahofpelicantown · 4 months ago

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NSFW ABC (Penny)

(Minors DNI)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Penny often feels quite emotional after sex, overwhelmed by the vulnerability she feels. She has never been very talkative, so she will snuggle close to you, burying her face in the crook of your neck. She has always had a tendency to bottle up her emotions, so she will opt for small touches and kisses to show her emotions.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Penny has come to appreciate her lips, after you have complimented them so many times. They are full and soft, and she loves the way they feel pressed against yours. She finds it incredibly sexy when you bite her lip, and she can’t help but shiver when she thinks of all the things that mouth is capable of doing to her.

Her favorite part of you is your hands. Whenever you touch her, whether it's running your fingers through her hair or holding her waist, she practically melts in your hands. She especially loves how your finger feels when it slowly eases into her, curling ever so slightly in a way that leaves her breathless and moaning.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She can only go one round before needing to take a breather, so she prefers to let her partner get off first. Since it takes her a while to cum, she tends to focus more on your needs before allowing herself to finish.

She can squirt, but she needs to be overstimulated which is not something she likes to do very often.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before the two of you got together, she would look up your pictures on social media and touch herself to them. She would imagine your face buried between her legs as she did so, gently breathing your name as she came to thoughts of you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

When the two of you first got together, she was very inexperienced. She had only done a bit of heavy petting with one other person, and they stopped before actually having sex. She was worried her lack of experience would be disappointing, but she is a fast learner and always eager to please you. She improved quickly, and is always willing to take notes.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When she is in a soft and tender mood, she loves to ride you (thigh grinding, or riding a strap for a female partner). She loves to look into your eyes as you hold her waist, seeing the effect she has on you making her even more needy for you.

When she has had a rough day and needs to ger her frustrations out, she prefers you to take her doggy style. She might be sweet, but she is human and sometimes needs an outlet for her anger.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She is pretty serious when it comes to sex, as she views it an as intimate and sacred act.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She's not totally shaved, but she keeps herself meticulously groomed. She wouldn't mind shaving if you asked her too, but she never felt the need to go totally bare.

She doesn't care what you do with yourself, she will never tell you what to do with your own body, she just prefers to maintain her own hygiene as a personal preference.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

She is very soft and gentle, viewing the act almost reverently. She feels very connected to you during sex, and takes the matter seriously, making sure your needs are met and you are taken care of.

She will give you gentle kisses all over, whispering gentle words of affection in between touches.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She is definitely skilled in the art of getting herself off, though she hasn't done much of that since you started having sex. She much prefers your touch to that of her own.

But if you are out late or kept busy during the day when the need strikes, she will wear one of your shirts, inhaling your scent as she lays spread eagle on the bed, her knees bent as she imagines your mouth in place of her hands.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink. She loves being called '"good girl" and to be told how well she is doing. She will do everything in her power to get you to praise her, and will melt and each affirmation.

"You're doing so well baby" and "that's my good girl" are phrases guaranteed to make her moan in appreciation.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

While you have had the occasional romp in the barn, she much prefers to keep sex to the privacy of the bedroom. She prefers the safety and comfort of the bedroom when she lets her guard down for sex, preferring not to have any distractions when being intimate with you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you working on the farm, your body covered in sweat always sends a thrill through her. She loves the way your body glistens in the afternoon sun, and can't wait to help you out of your clothes later.

She also gets turned on knowing she can turn you on. She loves how sexy it makes her feel when you are looking at her with heat in your eyes, ready to devour her.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No degradation, from either of you. She wants to feel good and make you feel good, so praise over degradation always. Tell her how good she is and how sexy she is.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She loves receiving oral, it's her favorite thing that you do to her. She loves the way you suck and lick her, loving the warmth of you mouth as you suck on her until she cums. She loves cumming on your tongue, it's her favorite place to finish.

She is also more than willing to give, happily using her mouth to give you the same pleasure you give her. She will lap (or swallow) every last bit of your cum, humming happily at your taste.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual, unless there is some frustrations that need to be let out, then it's okay to be a little rougher. But she much prefers tender and sensual lovemaking if given the choice.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She is not opposed to the occasional quickie in the middle of the day, or in the morning before you head off to work. But she prefers to draw out the act, as sex is more about feeling close to you than actually getting off (although she greatly enjoys that part as well.)

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She is NOT willing to be in a position where anyone might walk in and see the two of you together. The idea of anyone seeing her naked makes her stomach churn and the thought of anyone else seeing you naked sends an angry spike of jealousy coursing through her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

It takes her a while to get off, and she usually only cums once. But the pay off is well worth it, as that one orgasm leaves her happy and spent. It's rare for her to be able to go more than once as the force of it leaves her exhausted.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She definitely has a few toys at her disposal, and loves when you use them on her. She used them alone before you got together, but she hasn't had to use them by herself since you started having sex. Suck on her nipples while you use one of her toys on her and you will have her babbling incoherently.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She is all about the teasing, both teasing you and being teased by you. She wants to extend the pleasure as long as possible, so she loves it when you two build the anticipation and edge each other so you’re both begging for release.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Penny normally isn't very loud. She will gasp and quietly moan into your ear, but if you fuck her just right to the point where can't take it anymore, she has been known to scream.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She has fantasized about using bondage; specifically being tied up and completely at your mercy as you eat her out over and over until she is forced to use the safe word to get you to stop.

Her safe word is "priest".

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She hides it with practical clothing, but beneath her modest clothes she has a full ample chest with pink nipples that perk up with even the smallest bit of attention.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

She never considered herself to have much of a libido, but once you started having sex she found she has a decent drive, and finds herself craving you more times than she cares to admit.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She loves pillow talk, and will try to stay up to enjoy the quiet moments in the afterglow with you. That said, she’s usually spent afterwards and will fall asleep cuddling up to you.

#penny x farmer #Penny x reader #Penny x you #stardew valley penny #stardew valley #sdv penny

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