#. reqs open

[fictionalmenxyn]

Dealer!Rafe x Thornton!Reader

(If u want dealer!rafe x reader reqs open for just this for now!)

[etclouie]

hey sugar, for your celebration event (congrats btw) could you write the prompt below with our lovely spencer please? if not completely okay

“Just calm down, things will be fine.”

“My wife is being held at gunpoint and you think now is a suitable time to tell me to calm down.”

˚୨୧⋆｡ prompt/s; “Just calm down, things will be fine.” “My wife is being held at gunpoint and you think now is a suitable time to tell me to calm down.” — from 50 dialogue prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ warnings; husband!spencer, reader is kidnapped/at gunpoint but it’s not described, just spencer battling internally with his worries, angst kinda, if i missed anything lmk

˚୨୧⋆｡ a/n; send reqs pretty please🫶

— celebrate 600 with me?

the sound of muffled footsteps trailed throughout the dark alley, just beyond the warehouse doors. 

inside, Spencer was pacing frantically, his mind running in every direction— but always back to you. 

ever since you had started dating Spencer, and then marrying him, the mere thought of you always seemed to calm him down. 

but now, now was the opposite. 

his hands were shaking and his breath shallow. every thought about you turning into a worry if they’d get to you in time or not. 

“Spence, stop pacing”

Dereks voice pulled him from his thoughts, even if just for a minute. his voice firm despite his efforts to calm down Spencer. 

“just calm down, things’ll be fine”

he continued, his hands grasping Spencer’s shoulders to try and still him but Spencer jerked away. his eyes wide with panic as he started pacing again. 

“my wife is being held at gunpoint and you think now is a suitable time to tell me to calm down?!”

Spencer’s voice cracked, the frustration mixing with the raw fear that churned in his chest.

every breath he took made it harder for him to stop thinking of you, of holding you against his chest and never letting go again. 

“i get it, but right now losing your head won’t help her. we need you focussed”

Derek continued trying to soothe him, and despite his restraints another sigh fell from Spencer’s lips. 

Spencer clenched his fists as he stared at the floor, trying to force the fear down. yet his thoughts still ran straight back to you. 

the fear of seeing you hurt overtook every feeling he had in that moment, the thought being his worst nightmare. 

“she’s strong”

Derek added quietly, watching as Spencer tilted his head to meet Dereks eyes before he nodded slowly. 

“she can handle herself”

Spencer’s breath hitched at that. he knew it was true, hell he was the one that taught you how to defend yourself. 

but the idea of you handling yourself in a dangerous situation like this was something Spencer admired about you, but it only made his helplessness gnaw harder at his insides in this moment. 

he wasn’t there. he wasn’t able to protect you. 

“i don’t know if i can do this”

Spencer blurted out, his voice quiet but Derek still heard him. speaking to himself mainly instead of to Derek.

“we’ll get her back”

Derek said, his voice unwavering as he held Spencer’s gaze. the eye contact make him anxious, pulling away and scratching at his neck as the worry continued to bubble in his belly. 

"you’re gonna get her back, but you have to stay with us. we need you to think clearly."

a moment of silence passed between them, Spencer still trying to steady his breathing while his eyes flickered to the door of the warehouse. 

every second felt like an eternity. 

Spencer swallowed hard, trying to push back the questions spinning around his head. he couldn’t imagine a world without you in it, he couldn’t imagine his life without you in it. 

you were his anchor, his reason for getting up every day— his being to see you smile each and every day. but now, now he was powerless to protect you. 

“let’s get her back”

he finally spoke, voice hoarse but determined. 

Derek gave him a curt nod, both of them moving toward the door and ready to act. Spencer on his left, the weight of the world on his shoulder but with one goal in his head— but he wasn’t alone. 

not this time, not while they still had a chance.

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[gremlinmodetweeker]

For the cat AU, how would the guys react if you brought a guy home? Like if it’s some repair guy but he’s not wearing a uniform so the guys think you brought him just to hang out

Horangi and König would most likely be a bit distressed. König would definitely be on guard, but Horangi would be on attack-mode. They'd be watching in horror as you let him in through the door.

Horangi would look over at König to get permission to attack, König would put a paw on his as a way to tell him to wait.

They'd both watch carefully as you let the man through the door. Horangi isn't able to stop himself from growling when the repairman goes to pet him, König snorts irritably when the guy scratches the nice spot between his ears. If nothing else, at least he's an animal lover??? Maybe they can work this out. Maybe? Do humans share like hybrids do?

Horangi and König are spiralling when the guy goes out. You're smiling and laughing when he comes back in and OH. HE HAS TOOLS.

Horangi and König immediately relax when he goes over to the washing machine/thermostat/sink and gets to work. The man's happily chatting away as he works, occasionally asking for a glass of water or about when/why/how this happened. This man is no threat. He's just... A man?

Horangi is a bit offended that he's wrong about who this man was. He's supposed to have a good judge of character! He has no idea why he got so upset in the first place.

König is just relieved. As the cuddly cat, he's willing to walk over and relax by the man's side. If anything, maybe he can learn how to fix this problem himself. No need for a handyman if your boyfriend can handle it, right? That's what König keeps thinking to himself, at least.

In the end, König and Horangi are feeling a bit stupid by the end of it, but they're relieved nobody's trying to take their spot. If anything, they can relax when he leaves. Horangi tries to rub his head all over you to get rid of the workman's scent. König just lays on your lap, as per usual.

Later, when you've gone to bed, König and Horangi stay up late watching youtube videos to figure out how to fix the problem themselves. They both make a silent vow to be the best handymen you'll ever get in town.

[splishfish]

Body Swap

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader

Tags: PiV, Missionary, Sloppy Sex, Inexperience fom both sides, Mutual Masturbation, Creampie, Unprotected Sex

WC: 728

”That bastard swapped us!”

”Maybe this isn’t so bad…i’ve always wanted to know what having a dick is like.”

Summary: After meeting up with a villain Grian had suggested you two meet, the encounter ends with the both of your bodies being swapped! Now, with no choice but to wait this out, the two of you decide to explore each others bodies in a m,ore intimate way than before.

AN: the pov's are fucked im so sorry if its confusing!! i have writers block so im sorry if it sucks ToT

Requests are open!

Two fingers pumped deep inside the sopping wet cunt of your body, slick coating the hand being used to finger you. Shaggy baby blue hair blurred your vision slightly as you stared down at your own blissed out face, a flushed face scrunching up in pleasure as fingers curled inside that spongy spot inside your body.

Shlck Shlck Shlck

A soft hand was wrapped around the throbbing cock attached to your temporary body. Tomura’s body. The hand moved quickly, squeezing each time you curled your fingers in just the right way, causing a moan to spill from your own face.

You hardly remember how you two ended up doing this, laying on your sides with your hands eagerly pleasuring each other in ways only you both knew how to do. Only you knew about that spongy spot deep inside your cunt, only inches away from your cervix. Only you knew exactly how to rub your clit in a way that caused your thighs to shake and your pussy to flutter. And now that you’ve been swapped with Tomura, you could so easily use his long fingers to hit those pretty spots just right.

It was the same for Tomura. He used your body as best as he could, jerking off the throbbing cock eagerly twitching between your legs. His hands moved at a perfect pace, squeezing and playing with the tip occasionally, the other hand fondling his oh so heavy yet sensitive balls.

Pants and moans were shared between you two, sloppy and messy kisses exchanged as you two pleasured each other. It felt like a dream. It felt so different from how you two would normally prepare each other. This felt so much more intimate.

Two lovers so eagerly pleasing each other in ways they knew no one else could. Teaching each other exactly how they liked to be touched, to be used. 

It was Perfect.

It was odd seeing your own face, so fucked and blissed out of its mind. Drool spilling from your pretty lips and wanton moans filling the room, a sight you were sure Tomura had seen time and time again.

It was instinctual, the way your hips slammed against the sloppy cunt underneath you. It felt like your brain was on autopilot, the body you were in finally taking control once the throbbing cock between your legs was inside the drooling cunt of your body.

It felt good. Really good. It was finally making sense to you why Tomura was always so eager and desperate when it came to having sex. The feeling of warmth and pleasure coursing through your veins was so intoxicating.

It took a long time for the both of you to finally find a pace and position that felt good for Tomura. He grunted and barked at you to fuck him this way, or fuck him that way, constantly begging commanding that you find the spongy spot inside him. It made you wonder if this is what you acted like during sex

But that didn't matter now. After all, he was desperately moaning and whining under you now.The legs wrapped around your slim waist trembled from pleasure, hands clawed at the arms that held you above your trembling body.

“F-Fuck! Shit! I-I’m gonna cum!” The deep raspy voice you now possessed let out a breathy chuckle, the voice ringing out with a slight stutter.

“H-Hah…How-how do you kn-know what an orgasm feels like..Ngh..! W-When you’re in a-a different body…?”

Before he could even answer, a shrill whine escaped his throat, his body convulsing and twitching almost violently. You could feel the cock between your legs twitch and throb, the pulsing walls suddenly clenching down against you, limiting your ability to thrust. The feeling was all so much, the sight and the sounds making you tremble with glee.

Suddenly you felt it. The balls swinging and plapping against the supple rear of your body tightened and quivered, your mind going hazy as you felt the sudden release of semen spill inside the wet cunt you stilled against.

You plopped down on top of him, hugging him closely despite the way he clawed at your arms in annoyance. Reluctantly rolling off him, you hugged him tight murmuring lazily. “I can see why you like having sex so often…”

“And I can see why you keep saying no…”

[dollfacedb1tch]

∽⠀ ﹙requested ﹚ liz ive ✿ ㅤ̤

twt headers !

please give cr if used !! <3

[tevaalidrawz]

Quick flat color

[ninathekillxr]

Eyeless Jack

Headcannons

General headcannons pt2

Gives off calm and relaxed vibes when in reality he’s just good at concealing his panic often having full blown panic attacks in his head without making a noise.

Likes to plan things out in his head before doing them but if something goes wrong he’s great at thinking on his feet.

He likes fading into the background, people forget he’s there and talk freely. He knows all the gossip.

Since he didn’t finish Med school he doesn’t always know what to do when others creeps come back with major injuries and often guesses and hopes for the best.

Really good at doing stitches since he’s had a lot of practice.

He eats kidneys because he doesnt want to kill his victims but he actually can eat most organs.

He uses his hands a lot so he has really defined hand and wrist muscles.

Nina’s comments!~

I’m gonna do some jack bf headcannons soon so stayed tuned for that >;0

Nina out!

[kiiwiys]

[greattigerssimp]

It's really funny how our Don's share a headcanon I made a while ago. It makes me think...

How would other boxers cope with Don's weak stomach? (Genuinely curious)

(May wanna put a CW for Emetophobia/vomiting for this one)

That's a really good question! Here's how'd they react...

(Cw: emetophobia/vomiting)

Glass Joe 🇫🇷 🥐

- Easily disgusted by vomiting or phlegm... and snails

- Both him and Don hate the idea of eating snails

- Probably wouldn't be the first to help poor Don, but he relates to him since he's a picky eater

- Thankfully, his Sunday brunches never gross Don out

Von Kaiser 🇩🇪 🔩

- Comes prepared with barf bags anytime he eats out with Don or the gang

- Is usually the first to see Don about to puke, and would warn everyone

- One time while Don was sick in the bathroom, he lore dropped how one of his pupils (probably Mason again smh) got sick after watching this documentary about boxing

Disco Kid 🇺🇲 🕺

- Screams whenever Don pukes

- If Don faints, he's the one to carry him home

- He's honestly cool about most things Don hates

King Hippo 🏝 🦛

- Can't really understand human disgust

- Made Don puke once after Don watched him have a "light snack" before a match

Piston Hondo 🇯🇵🥊

- Will feel horribly if he accidentally makes Don sick

- Is typically one to warn Don about his sickness triggers before Don participates in anything

- Is reluctantly the one to clean up any bodily fluids Don dispenses

- Will try his best to cook and make foods that Don agrees with

Bear Hugger 🇨🇦 🐻

- Him (and a certain Irish) are typically the ones to gross out Don

- One time all the boxers went camping, Bear caught a raw fish using his mouth, and he made Don sick

- Feels bad about unintentionally grossing Don out

Great Tiger 🇮🇳 🐅

- Is a sucker for the gross, and is the stark opposite of Don

- Made Don throw up once by creating a bad, deformed clone of himself

- Tries to not laugh when Don feels lightheaded bc he's dramatic about it

Don Flamenco 🇪🇸 🥀

- This poor guy and his squeamish stomach...

- Makes his sickness everyone's problem (and tbh he's kinda real for that)

- Can and will get scolded by Carmen for being sick... and by scolded, I mean verbally abused.

Aran Ryan 🇮🇪 😈

- Is most likely the reason Don is throwing up

- Will purposely show him gross images or facts to get him to get sick

- Laughs when Don throws up or gets sick

Soda Popinski 🇷🇺 🍾

- Once made Don throw up after he threw up from drinking too much soda

- Relates to Don getting sick, since his alcohol consumption led to his stomach sensitivity

- Will pat Don's back when he gets sick, as if Don was a baby... he doesn't understand that this doesn't help

Bald Bull 🇹🇷 🐂

- Doesn't really care if Don gets sick

- If anything, his melodramatic behavior annoys him

- Sometimes feels bad if Aran or Bear cause it

Super Macho Man 🇺🇸 🌊

- Also doesn't care about Donnie Flamingo

- One time, Don tried a colorful cocktail he was drinking, and he got violently sick from it

- Annoyed that Don could get seasick easily, it makes beach trips hard

Mr Sandman 🟢💤

- Doesn't care at all.

- Thinks Don is a dramatic baby for being sick (this mentality is wrong)

- Almost never gets sick himself, or shows signs

[floruga]

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[adabird]

Jealous Katsuki is the best Katsuki.. He wraps his hands around your waist, kissing at your ear, before pushing you deeper into his chest.. He moves his hands up the side of your body, keeping you in place before his whisky breath started to fan across your cheek.. “You wanna tell me why that man had his hand on your arm earlier?”.. “I hated the way you giggled.. I thought that giggle was reserved for me”. He said, before his bottom lip jutted out, giving you a cute pout. You rolled your eyes before saying “Kats, that was my cousin”. He paused, watching the image from the corner of your eye as he stared at you bewildered, pout still prominent on his face before replying. “You still love me right?”

[maybanksprincess]

face sitting with munch!jj

warnings: smut and face sitting obviously, pussywhipped!jj, dom! jj, ass slapping, squirting, pet names, and dirty talk.

pairings: gf!reader x bf!jj

requested by this ask! (thank you anon!🤍)

jj had tried convincing you all day to sit on his face, you were afraid of suffocating him, or even more so you were afraid he wouldn't like it, and would regret asking.

you'd think after three hours of asking, he would drop it already. but of course he didn't because he always gets what he wants, especially from you.

after a while you finally had enough of his begging and pleading, all of his "please mama"'s and "ill do anything you want"'s, you had enough of it and just gave in.

following the pleads that comes out of his mouth, you sigh and agree. "okay jayj, fine. ill do it"

he looks at you with surprise, raising his head up to look at you from your chest. "yeah?" a smirk suddenly spreads across his face.

"yeah." you echo. his smirk grows wider and he sits up, laying on his back, arms behind his head, his blonde hair messy and all over the place.

"cmere mama." he beckons you over with one of his hands, that mischievous smirk still plastered on his face.

you can see the way his eyes go up and down you body, his tongue darting out to wet his lips, as his dimples poke thru his left and right cheek.

you can feel the pool between your legs getting wetter by the second, and as much as you were scared to sit on his face, you knew he would do a good job at it.

you sit on his lap, and he moves a pillow behind his head, peeling your pink laced panties off. he watches as your pussy and your panties connect with a string of wetness from your arousal.

he lets out a soft groan at he sound, you can feel his length pressing up against you in his boxers, then suddenly he pulls you up by your thighs using his strong arms.

your now hovering over his face, your pussy so close to his pink and plump lips. you slowly sink down onto his face uncomfortably, not putting your full weight on him.

he grunts disapprovingly, he gives your ass a warning slap, pulling you all the way down.

he moans as he feels all of your pussy on his mouth. "mm good girl" he mumbles against your heat. his tongue flattening against your core.

his tongue does fast figure eights on your clit, then licks long stripes up and down your pussy.

you relax against his face, and your hands fly down to pull at his hair, your hands tugging at the blondes unruly strands. "yeah. jus' like that jay." you were enjoying this a lot more than you thought you would. you were starting to think maybe you should've agreed to it the first time he asked

he buries his face inside, his strong arms flexing around your ass, he feels like his cock could explode at any moment from how hard it was. it was literally painful at this point.

you look back and see his cock strained against his boxers, and that only adds to the moans flying out of your mouth. you didnt know if it was the way his cock was jumping or the way his tongue was rapidly flicking at your folds. but all it once, the pleasure hits you, and your cumming. tugging at his hair, your head thrown back, and eyes rolled to the back of your eye socket.

your moaning pathetically, trying to prolong your orgasm as much as possible, riding his tongue, his nose nudging your clit. and before you know it your cumming again, except this time you feel liquid flowing out of your hole. and the orgasm feels much more powerful this time.

your legs are shaking and your body falls limp against his, you move off his face, and down to lay on top of him.

after a few minutes coming down from your high, he breaks the comfortable silence.

"so your letting me do that again sometime, yeah?"

"yeah."

[etclouie]

“I haven’t got laid in like forever.”

“Oh sorry, did I look like I was offering? Because I’m most certainly not.”

with derek morgan please if that’s possible

˚୨୧⋆｡ prompt/s; "i haven't got laid in like forever" "oh sorry, did i look like i was offering? because i'm certainly not" — from 50 dialogue prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ warnings; bau!reader, fwb dynamics, allusions to sex/future sexual encounters, uh that’s it i’m pretty sure

˚୨୧⋆。 a/n; there’s never enough derek fics on here

— celebrate 600 with me?

you and Derek were sitting in one of the black svu’s, waiting for instructions from  Hotch on your next move. 

the wait grew longer and longer with no word, which eventually spilled into mindless conversation between you both. 

"i haven't got laid in like forever"

you told while looking out the window, barely registering the words had left your lips until Derek let out a shriek of a laugh. 

feeling his gaze on you and slowly tilting your head towards him, that familiar smirk plastered across his face. 

rolling your eyes and glancing away from him, warmth flooding your cheeks as he chuckled again. 

"oh sorry, did i look like i was offering? because i'm certainly not" 

he teased, smirk widening as he kept looking your way. turning back to him and rolling your eyes at him at his smirk, pushing his face away as he leaned in closer to you. 

his lips instinctively pressing a teasing kiss to your palm before you quickly pulled your hand back. 

“i was just talking— saying what’s on my mind”

you tried pleading your case, but he wasn’t buying it. 

huffing before he leaned over the centre console to press a kiss to your jaw, his voice soft and still teasing as he whispered out to you. 

“taking you back to my place as soon as this case is done, and you’re won’t be leaving my bed”

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[gigi-loveless]

summary - loser!roommate!ellie gets you a special new toy.

warnings - smut (duh), use of vibrator, very very light degradation

authors note - this has been sitting in my drafts for like two months 😭 anyways!! requests are open!

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

loser!roommate!ellie who is obsessed with toys. and i mean obsessed.

new packages are always on your doorstep from some sketchy ass website, triple wrapped with duct tape. curiously, you peer over her shoulder while she flips out her pocket knife and digs it into the box, breaking the seal with ease.

"what is it, els?" you ponder, brushing your hand over her shoulder sensually.

"shh. you'll see..." she nearly whispers, plucking the small, purple toy out of the box. thighs rubbing together in anticipation, you tilt your head at the oddly shaped item, as ellie smirks at you.

“so this….is a phone controlled vibrator."

oh.

~

“els…..” you mewl out, reaching your fourth orgasm of the night. the knot in your stomach pulsed, the aching becoming unbearable, vision going fuzzy.

“hold it.” she answers nonchalantly, not even bothering to look up from her phone to see the pathetic mess you’ve made before her. scrolling just to flip back to the app for a moment to turn the vibrator up to an agonizing high, pretending to wipe her mouth to cover her shit eating smirk.

“this was just to test it out….i’m supposed to take you out when you can barely behave yourself here?” she chuckles, her fingers drumming against her thigh.

the moans you were suppressing were absolutely sinful to keep to yourself, though ellie urged you to be quiet. just to make things interesting, you let out a pornographic whine, throwing your head back in pleasure. the room goes quiet for a moment, besides the trill of the tv.

“mm…..” ellie hums out, running her fingers through her auburn locks, gesturing her head towards the tv. “js’ watch your show, princess.”

suddenly, the steady, reliable trill of the toy began to pulse erratically against your puffy, throbbing clit, your back arching into it involuntarily. chanting her name like a prayer, your high is approaching quickly, guttural whines finally escaping the confines of your throat.

“thought you were better than that angel….” ellie tuts, taunting you as she strips of her boxers, her favorite light blue strap sitting snugly on her hips.

pt. 2….? this was supposed to just be a drabble but i got carried away oops!

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[savannahsdeath]

Ellie and reader having sex, but Ellie starts to talk dirty and reader gets embarrassed so she hides her face in ellies neck. But Ellie teases and tells her not to hide bc she's so pretty. (Imagining this w/ strap in missionary position if u could do that'd be wonderful😍)

shes so awhzjxbag ok i cant . also i got really carried away but uhh hushh warnings: just strap on smut, everything said in the ask;)))

: ̗̀➛ "you hear that?" ellie asked, smiling proudly as she looked down at you. you closed your eyes and tried to focus on whatever she meant, but the only sound entering your used, tired brain was your own moans. you strained your hearing and slowly drifted off to more distant things, like the strap pumping in and out of your desperate cunt, messily and noisily. "such a mess..." ellie chuckled, listening to the sloppy act. "but it's not my fault you're so wet for me."

: ̗̀➛ you gulped, losing a hold of your concentration. your foggy mind couldn't think of an answer - did you do something wrong? should you apologise? or was it some kind of a praise? "els—" you started, but the long s turned into a melodious moan.

: ̗̀➛ "speak up, sweetie." ellie whispered, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. you used the moment of closeness to hold the back of her neck, not letting her pull away. she cocked her head to the side, your gaping lips brushing her earlobe as another whine escaped your throat. you quickly pursed your lips, letting yourself make only muffled sounds. but you didn't last long, as every thrust and every inaudible whimper seemed to forcefully open your mouth from the inside. "don't hold back, i want to hear you." ellie reassured, but much to your surprise she didn't wait with her ear next to your face to hear your response. she tilted her head to face you, making you feel her piercing, but not judgemental, gaze.

: ̗̀➛ you honored her with another moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, to the point your eyelids uncontrollably closed. "mh— fuck." you groaned, your fists clenching around the bed sheets as your chest raised in a deep breath.

: ̗̀➛ "i can make you feel way better." ellie bit her bottom lip, holding back a proud smile. "i can make you be way louder. do you want that?" you huffed, way too dumb to speak up. she could as well start talking about the weather now, and you wouldn't have any idea how hilarious it is. "tell me, doll."

: ̗̀➛ you swallowed up another pornographic sound which wanted to sneak out of your throat. ellie's questions were usually easy to answer, so you thought a simple, weak "yes" will satisfy her.

: ̗̀➛ yet, her only response was an amused "yes... what?" as she brushed your messy hair out of your face.

: ̗̀➛ your face flushed, almost burnt with heat. your hands tightened their grip, bringing her closer, making your face find a spot to hide in - the crook of her neck. "i—" your lips parted again, brushing against her skin. she let out a sound similiar to your whine, as if to mock you, yet there was a loving undertone to it. "want you to make me feel good, els." you quickly murmured, finding a one second break.

: ̗̀➛ "well, i want to see your pretty face as i do." she whispered in a gentle tone, but didn't move away. "you have no idea how beautiful you look under me, with half lidded and watery eyes." she continued and your body slowly got rid of the previous tension, your grip on her also relaxing. she finally withdrew, glaring down at you. "just don't move and look pretty for me, yeah?"

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