#Enby reader

[yunnimilk]

hey :D if you're accepting requests can you do domtop amab reader with subby amab gojo with them secretly dating? Hcs or a small drabble is fine

If you're alright with it, you can do a satosugu version if ot3's aren't against your rules! If you can't dw you can just write gojo :3 (if you do write satosugu then it's the same as the just gojo one!)

tyty for your time

⋆.˚ ★ ᝰ.ᐟ ; 1st p. ; AMAB! SUB! BOT! Saturo Gojo x AMAB! DOM! TOP! GN! Reader + 2nd p. SUB! BOT! AMAB! Satosugu x DOM! TOP! AMAB! GN! Reader VERS.

. 𖥔 ݁ ˖ | kinks \ tags ; orgasm denial, brat taming, spanking \ impact play, sex toys ; both parts !

,. 𖥔 ݁ ˖ | two sets of headcanons ; cw : none, I have two versions for this! Satosugu + you vers. and you + gojo only! I am just assuming that you wanted geto and gojo to be sub . AMAB LANGUAGE , reader has gender neutral prns. there will be a nsfw vers and a sfw vers, I should update my rules for ot3 , and hope you have a great day, anon, you are so sweet xoxo

BEWARE OF NSFW UNDER THE CUT !

Gojo x Reader vers. ;

SFW ;

Dating Gojo was quite the adventure, especially if you're doing it in secret. He pops in your place randomly, awaiting the affection that you give him ,

You two have mini dates in the breakroom, he likes making matching bentos for you both. Caressing your hand while he tells you about his day ,

Sometimes, he's not so subtle about your secret relationship, everyone assumed that you two had a crush on eachother, at the very least. You still kept it a secret notheless, no one needed to be in your business

sometimes he feels bad about not giving you any attention because he's so busy ! So expect to be smothered in kisses after his shift !

Gojo loves having shared showers / baths with you ! It doesn't even need to be sexual, he just feels relaxed with you in a bathtub !

Before you two go to work, you both go to a cafe that isn't really visited by anyone, no one familiar can see you two there so he can flirt and cling onto you all he wants !

You leave little notes in his lunch when you can't hang out with him during it, seeing them melts his heart, so he decided to do the same to you !

Whenever you call him he acts like you're his grandma or a doctor, but he's kind ofna good actor so everyone actually believes him for the most part !

NSFW ;

Behind closed doors it's anything but wholsome, if Gojo decided to act like a little brat, you'd stroke his wet cock and only stop if you felt it twitching which indicated that he was cumming ,

Spanking and fingering him over your lap, giving him a pillow to bite on and moan in. You slap his inner thighs, dangerously getting close to his cock, it leaks of pre-cum as you jerk it off for a second but then rob him of that pleasure !

But he still acts like such a little brat, being condescending on purpose, you slide a vibrating cock ring on his dick, then he sobs from the pleasure, screaming so loudly. The best part is that he can't cum, so he just squirms in your lap while you get harder from the sight ,

You stroke his white hair while his back arches and his body fidgets from the vibrations, Gojo grinding his cock pathetically on your leg. His drool seeping into fabric of the pillow, his mind was too far gone !

Using a little ball gag to block off his whimpers while you abuse his prostate with your cock, his thighs are shaking and his hole is getting more puffy ,

The pink hole looks so adorable trying to take you. When you take it all the way out, you can see it clench around nothing, then when you're about to put the tip in, his hole tries to desperately suck your cock in !

Satosugu x Reader vers. ;

SFW ;

Geto's more calm and collected than Gojo in the relationship, not to say that he doesn't have the same thought process, I mean, the two boys have been with eachother since highschool. It's nice to have a mix of peaceful and chaotic energy in your life ,

It's best to keep this relationship a secret since Geto is trying to get rid of all non-jujustu sorcerers, which makes him a major enemy to jujustu high, it'd go hellish if anyone found out about this poly dynamic ,

They love to suffocate you with kisses in the morning, no matter how 'ugly' you think the drool dribbling down your cheek looks or the crazy bed-head that you get is, it's the minimal time you all have together before starting the day

Geto actually looks so amazing in the mornings while Gojo looks like a wet cat, the raven haired man has such a princess look while he's sleeping, but when you look at Gojo, he just looks very messy ..

When they both get home, they just want to cuddle with you, not letting you go, even for the bathroom. Probably planned to pounce at you so you wouldn't escape their grasp !

Movie nights! You guys have one at least once a week, watching knockoff Disney movies with popcorn. You lay on Geto's chest while Gojo places his head comfortably between your thighs .

NSFW ;

Imagine you sending nude photos at work, Gojo basically mewling at the sight of your bare stomach and cock while Geto already getting hard, dick straining against his pants ,

When you all get home, they're already fighting to suck your cock, fighting to yank off your underwear, looks like you have to punish them for fighting ~

You make the other one watch while you fuck one of them, not letting him touch himself either, but you make sure that the one that's reciving treatment doesn't get to cum, he doesn't deserve it anyways

Gojo getting on top of Geto to make out with him, you spread both their legs to push the head of your cock inside their velvety hole. Spanking both of their thighs until it turns red, and teasing their holes, they both whine from the minimal pleasure they receive ,

You make sure that they don't get to reach their orgasm, you pull out your fat cock to see their cute holes wink at you, basically leaking for you ♡

You take turns to fuck them, but they cry when they don't get attention from your dick. You have to fuck the brattiness out of them until they're both babbling from the amount of cum covering them and filling them up !

Geto gargling on your cock and Gojo sucking your balls, they look so cute! Hearts in their eyes while they try their best to please you ,

The pleasure bekng so intense that you shoot gallons of cum, the white liquid dribbling down their chins making sure to drink up every last drop !

You make sure to shove buttplugs in their spasming holes so none of your seed can escape, taking care of them by feeding them with your cum !

[moonyswoony]

A stitch in the heart

pairing: Diego hargreeves x reader

Summary: After Five’s betrayal you and Diego find unexpected comfort in each other.

Warning(s): making out, insults, humour

Your fingers trace the edge of the old, worn-out armchair, a painful reminder of all the moments you thought you once shared with him. A hollow feeling settles in your chest, and you can’t decide what hurts more—the betrayal or the fact that you actually hadn’t seen it coming.

The doorbell rings sharply, startling you from your thoughts. You hesitate before opening it, your heart sinking as you see Diego standing there. He had come straight from the Umbrella Academy’s chaotic mess, having heard about the situation from Klaus, who had filled him in on the details. Diego’s dark eyes are filled with frustration and concern as he steps into the apartment.

“I didn’t know he was that stupid,” Diego says, his voice rough with a mix of irritation and empathy. His short brown hair is slightly tousled, and his mustache gives him a rugged, determined look.

You scoff, biting back the tears that threaten to spill. “Neither did I. But hey, at least I’m not the one who’ll be dodging flying knives for a while.”

Diego’s jaw clenches, the muscles working under his skin as he processes your pain. He had always been the protector, the one to throw himself into danger without a second thought, but this was different. He couldn’t punch Five without making things worse—without hurting you even more.

“He’s an idiot,” Diego mutters, stepping closer. His presence is like a comforting weight, a reminder that not everyone in this messed-up world would abandon you. “And if he wasn’t, I’d be happy to throw him off a building for you.”

You look up at him, trying to find solace in his words, but the wound was too fresh, too deep. “You’re way too good at the ‘throwing people off buildings’ thing, Diego. I’d hate to see what you could do if you really put your mind to it.”

Diego’s jaw twitches into a reluctant smile. “Trust me, I’ve got a lot of practice. But this isn’t about me or Five or Lila. This is about you.”

“You mean it’s not about making sure Five ends up face-first in the dirt?” you ask, a hint of sarcasm in your voice.

He shakes his head, his expression serious again. “Look, I know you’re hurting. And I’m not saying Five isn’t a jerk—he is. But you don’t deserve to be dragged down by his mistakes.”

A heavy silence sits between you, filled with unspoken words and the shared history that ties you both to the people who had hurt you. Diego has his own scars, the ones Lila had left on his heart. He knew betrayal, maybe as well as you did.

“Lila…” you began, but Diego cuts you off.

“She’s not worth it,” he says sharply, his tone brooking no argument. “And neither is he.”

His words are a balm, a gentle reminder that you aren’t alone in your pain. You take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the day begin to lift, if only slightly.

Diego’s hand finally finds its way to your shoulder, a tentative touch that sends a shiver down your spine. His fingers, rough but warm, rest gently on your skin. “You don’t have to go through this alone, you know.”

You look up at him, really look at him. The scars, the bruises, the lines of worry etched into his features—Diego had always been there, in the background, watching out for you even when you didn’t realize it.

“I’m sorry about Lila,” you whisper, not really sure why you’re apologizing. Maybe because it feels like you should, because your pain is linked to his in a way you hadn’t expected.

Diego shakes his head, his expression softening. “Don’t be. That chapter’s over. Has been for a long time.”

There’s something in his eyes, something that made your heart skip a beat. He’s not lying, he had moved on. But from the way he’s looking at you, you wonder if he had been waiting for you to realize you needed to move on too.

And maybe… maybe with him.

“Diego,” you breathe, the air between you crackling with a sudden tension, a shift that makes your heart race for an entirely different reason.

His fingers tighten on your shoulder, his gaze dropping to your lips for the briefest moment before returning to your eyes. “If you ever want to forget about him,” he says, voice low and intense, “I’m right here.”

The world seemed to narrow down to the space between you, the inches that felt like miles. Your breath hitched, your heart pounding in your chest. This was the Diego you knew so well—hotheaded, stubborn, fiercely loyal Diego. The man who had been by your side through thick and thin, who was willing to pick up the pieces of your heart when they fell apart.

You take a step closer, your hand coming up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your palm. His eyes darken, and he leans in, his breath warm against your skin. The tension between you is palpable, like the air before a storm.

Then, as if on cue, he closes the gap between you two.

The kiss is urgent, his lips surprisingly soft as snow.It all feels like a desperate attempt to make something beautiful out of the wreckage of the day.

The kiss deepens, growing more fervent as you both lose yourselves in the heat of the moment. Diego’s hands roam to your back, pulling you impossibly closer, his embrace enveloping you completely. His lips move with a new, careful intensity, exploring your mouth with a touch of tenderness and need.

After a few moments, Diego pulls back slightly, his forehead resting against yours. His eyes sparkle with a playful glint, and he gives a light-hearted chuckle. “You know,” he smirks “Before Lila came along and turned everything upside down, I actually had a crush on you.”

You look at him, surprised and amused. “Seriously? You had a crush on me?”

Diego nods, grinning. “Yep, and I guess I was so busy trying to play the tough guy that I didn’t realize honesty might’ve worked out better. But hey, Five and Lila didn’t exactly set the bar high, did they?”

You laugh, shaking your head. “True, true. It’s not like they made the most convincing case for keeping things simple.”

Diego chuckles, pulling you closer again. “Exactly. And honestly, if I’m better at anything, it’s being upfront about my feelings.”

You smile, feeling the warmth of his words and the comfort of his embrace. “I guess that’s something I can definitely appreciate.”

Diego leans in for another kiss, his lips brushing against yours with renewed fervor and for the first time in a while, the future feels like something worth fighting for.

[hp-hcs]

Heyyy i saw your post about sending requests for mattheo, so here is my: mattheo x reader where they are best friends but like each other, mattheo goes out with girls that looks like her bc he is obsessed with reader, he also has a protective instinct with her, always keeping her by his side, kissing her cheek etc… and one day they are alone and they kiss each other, if you want to turn this a fluff or a smut!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 thank you!! ❤️

seven minutes in heaven — obsessed! mattheo riddle x gn! best friend! reader

tws: heated making out?

requests? 🥺🤲

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“Y/N,” Pansy said through a mouthful of toast. “H’ve you seen Matty’s latest fucktoy?”

You glance up at her. “I haven’t. Also, stop insinuating that my best friend is a manwhore.”

“Babe,” Pansy says dryly. “He’s the living definition of manipulate mansplain manwhore.”

“Anyway, what Panz is trying to say,” Blaise leans in to the conversation. “Is that his newbie is that Hufflepuff a year below us. The one who everyone always thinks is like, your twin?”

You shrug. “It’s a big school. Lotta people look like me.”

“Yeah, everyone Mattheo’s ever dated,” Pansy mumbles.

“What are you on about?”

“I’m just saying, he has a type. Isn’t it a bit weird that his type is literally his sworn-platonic best friend?”

You roll your eyes. “You’re so dramatic. Matty’s exes and I have nothing in common!”

“Except for being in love with Mattheo Riddle,” Blaise mutters.

“Alex was like, a full-blown jock. And Riley was just a straight-up motherfucker.”

“Not sensing any hostility or jealousy at all here.”

You roll your eyes. “We are just friends. We have been since first year.”

~~~ Mattheo threw his arm over your shoulder, pulling you into his side and kissing your forehead.

“What was that for?” You laugh, your eyebrows furrowed.

He shrugged. “Didn’t like the way that boy was staring at you.”

“What boy?” You asked, perking up and looking around.

His lips thinned and his hand tightened minutely on your shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

His voice was gruff and he pulled you a bit tighter to himself.

~~~

“What? No way!”

“Yeah, no, c’mon!” Mattheo protested.

“Too late!” Pansy grinned ecstatically. “Go on!”

You and Mattheo are bodily shoved into the closet, and the door shuts with a resounding thwunk. You can hear the others’ laughs drifting through from the other side.

You realize how close you two are, crammed in the tight space, your chests touching. Your cheeks flush in the dark closet and you clear your throat.

“Uh, so-”

“Shut up,” Mattheo mutters. “Please, for the love of Merlin. Stop talking.”

“Wh-”

He cuts you off with a searing kiss, his hands grabbing onto your hips and pulling you even closer.

You gasp, your hands laying flat on his chest like you’re about to shove him away; instead you kiss back with equal fervor, leaning in closer and letting your hands slide up to drape over his shoulders.

Mattheo pushes you back against the wall, his fingertips creeping under the hem of your shirt. He kisses you like he’s been waiting to forever.

Your shoulders hit the wall, and your hands go up to tangle in his hair. He pulls away from you to gasp for air, groaning under his breath and leaning down to start kissing along your jaw and neck.

You close your eyes, your head falling back against the wall. “Mattheo-” You sigh contentedly.

You’re interrupted by a very loud, insistent knocking. “Seven minutes! Put your clothes back on!” Your friends break into hysterical laughter.

You two break apart, startled. Mattheo steps back, and you hurriedly wipe your mouth on your sleeve. You both hastily smooth out your shirts, avoiding eye contact as you fix your hair.

The door suddenly swings open, Pansy and Blaise standing in the doorway with their arms crossed and shit-eating grins on their faces.

“Theodore so owes me thirty galleons.”

[malereadermaniac]

Ego ~ Blue Oak x GN Reader

Blue's tired of losing to Red, so when he sees you blush and play with your fingers around the stoic man, Blue acts for the sake of his Ego No pronouns are used - any reader welcome! word count: 1.2k

Blue, you, and Red had been friends and rivals since you were young kids - you had watched the two of them conquer the pokemon league and the three of you were constantly having battles and eventually hanging out after Blue became less salty about his loses

However, becoming less bitter does't mean in any way shape or form that Blue's ego is any less big, or that he doesn't still see himself as the best of the best; despite his losses!

The main reason to him putting his ego aside and making friends with Red was also less about him moving on and more about trying to win you over...

Blue had developed a crush on you pretty quickly, after starting off your journey amongst the two boys with a cute little Eevee, you and the arrogant man decided to stick together - Blue claiming that you'd die out in wild Kanto with pokemon weaker than his

Initially, Blue just wanted a battle partner and someone to show off to - and he wasn't going to ask Red after losing to him after receiving his starter...

But after hearing your cheers for him in the crowd for 3 gyms in a row, Blue had started to notice how his heart skipped a beat whenever he was near you (which was a lot.)

But the young man kept it to himself all the way into adulthood, swallowing his pride by tolerating Red in order to continue being near you

And Blue had started to really try now! With his intense league journey behind him, the man had fully realised his massive crush on you, and he wasn't going to lose this time, mark his words!

So on the daily, Blue would go out of his way to try and flirt with you - the man constantly near you, showing off his strength by doing things for you, challenging you to battles just to hear your compliments to his skill, and once the man built up enough courage gifts had become a common courtesy!

The tall trainer had made many efforts to ensure you two could hangout one-on-one at least once a week - those days being his favourite, prime time to show off and to enjoy your presence

Your group trip to Alola was where the heat started to get cranked up though - revealing clothing, the hot sun making all of you sweat and slightly delirious, constant adrenaline from battling new trainers, and a whole lotta alcohol in your systems

The subtle flirting between you and Blue had continued throughout the trip via playful banter and gifting souvenirs, and the fact that the slim yet muscular man was wearing his shirt fully open all the time was definitely winning him some bonus points! Blue would catch you staring every so often, stroking the attractive man's ego so nicely~

But a wrench was thrown into Blue's delicate work when he noticed your subtle staring was starting to redirect from him... onto the worst possible person; Red

He'd notice you try to include the quiet man into your conversations, trying to get him to speak or laugh; an obvious blush on your face when the champion spoke a few words with his deep voice

It really fucking pissed Blue off.

The way you'd play with the hem of your shirt or your fingers when talking to Red, a light blush on your face and airy chuckles escaping past your lips - Blue adored it when you'd do those things for him... But the fact that they were aimed towards his rival? The man who crushed his dreams of being the best in Kanto? Blue could hear the scratch of his teeth gritting together at that

It also didn't help that Red took notice of your actions, clearly wearing his shirt unbuttoned like Blue on purpose!

Blue had, had enough

He'd already lost his championship to Red, almost every battle with him had resulted in a loss on the arrogant man's behalf, his own grandfather had congratulated Red but not Blue; his ego had already been shattered to pieces, he wasn't going let Red take you too

So, as you and Red were enjoying the warm Alolan beach, Blue had made his way to you both - his face concealing his frustration pretty effectively, but Blue had never been one to wear his true emotions on his sleeve

You wave the handsome man a 'hi' but had been interrupted when asking him if he was alright; Blue's rough hand wrapping perfectly around your wrist and pulling you away from Red

You barely even had time to protest against Blue's actions before you had been pulled into a changing cabin on the beach, Red still standing on the beach in shock

With your back up a against a wall, Blue had tapped you beneath him - his muscular arms trapping you between the wall and the trainer's muscular, sweaty, warm body - one of his arms above your head and the other grasping your shoulder

"Do you like him?!" Blue demands, his face now clearly upset, his grip on your shoulder decently tight yet his hand was clearly trembling

"Huh? What're you on about, Blue?" you question, half of your face squinting in a quizzical manner

"Do you like, Red?" Blue asks, taking in a deep breath, preparing himself for your answer

"I mean he's attractive, sure-" shit... Blue's face had already lost all emotion, those words like a knife stabbing into him

"-but I'd never date him!"

New light had sparked in Blue's eyes, a smile just barely visible on his soft looking lips

"Are you joking? I love him and all but that man gets out like.. 3 words an hour! I need a talker haha~" You chuckle, feeling more at ease when Blue's grip on your shoulder softens and his face sports that classic smirk he always has on around you

"Heh.. Yeah... you need someone to yap with" Blue jokes, his heart rate slowly lowering as he calms down, knowing that he still has you - both emotionally and physically, his body ever so close to yours

"Why though? All the dramatics are usual for you but... were you jealoussss?~~" You tease your handsome friend, a smirk on your lips as you tilt your head in a way that's so fuckin cute to Blue

"F-Fuck off! And what if I was?!" Blue shouts, his arms darting away from trapping you and crossing against his chest - his face flushing in a cute way

"I dunno... Maybe I'd like that" You carry on, pushing a finger against the taller man's muscular chest and dragging it across his warm skin, your eyes looking up into Blue's as you do this

And my god did that make the usually arrogant and cool man malfunction

The two of you spent a good half hour in that changing shack, flirting back and forth, you doing your best to stroke and sooth Blue's fragile ego before having to go back and see Red for the rest of your trip

And for that sole half hour, Blue had felt happier than ever - more happy than when he was briefly crowned as champion

Because in that moment, he didn't have you there; but now he does

[itsabea]

Drunk!March x Reader who doesn't drink

Description: When you get given some beer from your favourite Blacksmith on a Friday night, who are you to say no? Well, part of you does, since you've never really had alcohol before.

Warnings: slight angst at the end(i didn't mean to- i swear!!), alcohol, swearing, slight social pressure to drink(inflicted by reader),

thank @xxoomiii for getting my brain in a writing mood from her writing. the piece is here for those interested :))

this ended up changing so much from my original idea of "two people getting drunk" to "social anxiety about not drinking alcohol" because i just dont like alcohol- imsorryyyy- i didn't mean to turn it into angst..!!

Part Two: here

You were so ready to have a night at the Inn today. That day was filled with farming, foraging, and fishing, and you were so ready to put down your 'Town Helper' hat and put on your oh, so lovely 'Tired, Rest Needing Citizen' hat.

When you entered the Inn, everyone was doing their own group activities or mingling already. Instead of going to the first group you saw after entering like usual, you decided to take in the whole room for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh. This is exactly what you needed; the cosy atmosphere, the sound of lively chatter, and the tight-knit community of people that were all so welcoming- Well, almost everyone.. But that exception would no doubt be drunk off his chair and have the most joyous grin in the room plastered on his face.

And without a second of delay, you heard March call out to you like clockwork. "Heeyyyy..!! C'mere, c'mere- Haave a drink!" March slurred out after somehow both whining and singing your name.

March's words worked like a charm anyway, having you head to him with a slight eye roll and humoured smile as you went. The thing is, you were quite fond of March- Exceedingly more so when he was drunk, which was a fact you didn't like very much. But either way, something about him had you intrigued and interested in him.

At first it was simply platonic curiosity, like how a scientist would want to test their theory. Only, it didn't stay that way for long, and now you had a much stronger emotion tailing you; having you think about him on a near daily basis.

And now it was a sad routine you'd partake in on a weekly basis: talk to March and get insulted, talk to March and get a huff as reply, talk to March and get told to get out of his way, talk to March and get insulted once again.. And then there was the one day of the week that when you talked to him, he wasn't a complete ass.

It made Friday's so much nicer, even though you still knew it was likely fake.. But at this point you would take whatever you could get.

Scooting in next to March, you smiled at him and pushed back your previous thoughts. "Hey, March. How many drinks are you on now?" You asked with a cheeky grin, only for March to grin back and hold his head up high. "Ten." He said confidently, which only made you burst out laughing at his blatant lie.

"He's on his second beer now." Hemlock clarified by half whispering to you from over bar. After you smiled and nodded at Hemlock as a small thanks, you turned your attention back to March, hoping to have a non insult filled conversation- But you froze, smile dropping when March spoke up.

"Oh, hey! We should get you a drink..! Hey Hemlock, can you get us another beer??" March said, smiling away like an idiot as Hemlock denied him the drink. "Finish the one you've got and if you're still standing we'll talk, March." He said, frowning slightly as March clarified. "No, no..! Not for me." March smile out, pointing to you as Hemlock agreed and set out a beer in front of you.

You didn't quite know what to do.. You've never really drunken alcohol before - apart from the time that you first tried it alone and thought it was disgusting. Should you decline and apologise? Or should you just get it over with and try the dreaded beverage again? After all, it might taste different, and it was March that was paying..

You took an experimental sip, and it defintiely tasted just as bad as when you had first tried alcohol. It was just so.. Yeugh that it made you wonder why people even drink the stuff. So much so that you took another, much smaller, sip to make sure it didn't have a hidden taste to it..

Nope! The before taste, during taste, and after taste were all bad. And after having made he face of slight disgust, you heard March laugh slightly from beside you.

"Hahaha..!! Do you like wine or somethin'??" He asked, making you pout slightly and shift in your seat uncomfortably. "No.. I haven't tried it.." You said, looking down at the beer in your hands with a frown. Maybe if you drank some more, you'd end up liking- "But if you don't like beer and haven't tried wine.." March said, trailing off as he gave himself a moment for his thoughts to catch up to his words.

You decided to give the guy a break and answer for him, not prepared for the reaction you were about to get. "I don't drink.." You mumbled out as March's brain cogs seeming to stop, only to start up again to take in your words. "You don't.. Drink.." He repeated, making you slouch in on yourself in embarrassment. "Oh...." March exclaimed, frowning deeply as you sighed.

This wasn't how your night was supposed to go.. You were supposed to be enjoying yourself, not getting all nervous over some stupid, horrid tasting drink. Part of you wanted to leave.. But the next thing March said kept you in your seat.

open ended?? part 2????

idk but thats it for now cause i'm tired and can't deal with much angst in my word diet(i really didn't mean for this to take that kind of turn.. it was supposed to be fun....!)

[reveseke]

Imagine Reid just reminding you to do something as simple as to eat or drink water, and asks you if you've gotten enough sleep. Either you two have been talking about it in small talk, or Reid picked up on you neglecting your needs. Also reminding Reid to do the same when he forgets to take care of himself properly.

ND to ND communication.

[sugaryapplepie]

💘💌 Lovely Little Levity Scripts 💌💘

These are the scripts of Lovely Little Levity for Wukong, Macaque, and MK! These are the only ones I got completed before the hiatus. I know fans were excited so I decided as the one who wrote the scripts to release them to the public so y'all could enjoy what you could :3

Shoutout to @akihikogrrl and @puppy-the-mask for helping me with the scripts!!

Wukong Script

Macaque Script

MK Script

[lockes-woods]

Kinktober '24 Day 13

Request: Ace x AFAB ENBY reader. Reader catches Ace masturbating and edges him as punishment. Sir! Reader, Dom! Reader, punishment, overstimulation.

Requested By : Author's Choice

WARNING: PIV, Cockwarming, Masturbation, Edging, Inappropriate Use Of A Devil Fruit, Overstimulation, Dom! Reader, Sir kink, Punishment.

A/N: Hope you enjoy some Dom! Reader ^-^ I still can't believe I fell asleep while writing last night. Like my laptop was still open when I woke up lol.

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“Fuck, Sir I’m sorry. It won’t happen again ngh-” Ace whined, another orgasm lost, from his spot splayed out on your shared bed. He looked like a vision, a thin layer of sweat covered him from head to toe, his dark hair spread out around him like a halo, and his pretty cock with an irritated head standing at attention. You had been edging him for the better part of an hour, while not its intended use your devil fruit power did come in handy when it came to disciplining your boyfriend.

 Your devil fruit gave you the ability to psychically tap into other’s brains. You were only able to tap into a singular part of the brain at a time, and you had to be within distance to do so. Your current upward limit was 5 people, but that limit has grown with you. When you first gained the fruit’s power you were only able to control one person from a fairly short distance. Currently, you were controlling your boyfriend’s cerebellum; you had total control of his movements. He was stuck paralyzed by you as you controlled his access to his cock. Every time you released his body from your control he would rush to try to finish before you would step in.

“Oh? And why should I believe you?” You asked from your seat in the desk chair at the foot of the bed.

“Fuck, b-because I’ll-I’ll.” He started, you just quirked an eyebrow at your younger partner.

“Fuck, please Sir” Ace panted, bailing on his train of thought, “I-I can’t, I need to cum,” he whined, his eyes locked in on you.

“Do you need to use your safe word?” you asked, giving him an out.

“Ngh, No, no Sir, I just, I just need it” he panted.

You hummed as you processed his request. While he may be in control of you as the second commander of white beard’s fleet, there was no questioning your authority behind closed doors. Ace was normally good about not breaking the rules, but today he had fucked up. You had switched shifts as look out for one of your fellow crewmates before making your way back to what you would assume would be an empty cabin where you could take a nap. What you found instead was Ace fisting his cock, bordering on completion. Milliseconds before he was going to cum you locked down his movements. Which led you to now, perched on a chair at the foot of the bed, toying with your love as you saw fit. 

You kept a neutral face, and your thighs closely locked together, so as not to give away how desperate you were for his cock. Gods knows that your lover didn’t need any help with his self-esteem department. You released him once again, watching with bated breath how close he’d get this time. You counted to 5 in your head before locking his body once more, his hand still wrapped tightly around his base.

“Fuck,” he moaned, tears of frustration pricking at the corners o his eyes.

“Sir-,” he begged, mind going hazy as he panted.

“Okay baby, I’m gonna give you two options.” You said, “You can either cum now in your hand or continued to get edged and cum inside of me.”

Ace could only groan in response. While neither of you wanted a baby Ace’s favorite place to cum was deep inside you. It gives him a sense of control and claim to you since he’s the only one who has ever had that privilege.

“Please ride me, Sir,” he panted, already sounding wrecked, “Fuck wanna fill you up.”

You nodded with a smile as you began to strip out of your clothing. You purposefully took your time as you and Ace shared unobstructed eye contact. His vision only shifted as you slipped out of your binder, your breast bounced before setting against your chest. While he never wanted to make you uncomfortable, or at the very worst make you dysphoric he loved your chest. He loved leaving love bites there, the weight on his tongue as when he was stimulating your nipples, and how soft your skin was there. Your binder use inadvertently saved the skin on your chest from the roughness of being on the sea. His focus stayed there as you slipped out of your underwear and began to crawl up your bed. He let out a whine as you straddled his tone thighs, right below where he wanted you.

“Fuck, Sir,” he whined, he wanted nothing to move you grab you, and fuck you hard and fast.

“Baby, I’m gonna let you lose for a second so you can move your hand, then I’ll get started, okay?” You asked, you stayed strong as he looked up at you with puppy dog eyes. He did as you directed before you froze him once again. You let out a gasp as you started to descend on his cock. Ace couldn’t help but moan as his cock breached your pussy. He could feel you like normal but was unable to do anything to save the ache of his cock. You kept a steady pace as you lost yourself in the sensation of the stretch of his girthy cock.

“Fuck~,” you moaned as he finally bottomed out.

“Sir, fuck please release me I’ll be such a good boy; PLEASE,” Ace groaned, simultaneously with you, on the edge of pleasure.

“You ready baby?” you asked, peering down at him. Flat-out ignoring his plea. He could only whimper in response.

A gasp punched through his chest as you started to ride him in earnest. You kept freezing and unfreezing him like flicking on and off a light switch. He kept his hands firmly planted on your hips as you crept closer and closer to your release.

“Fuck,” you moaned, Ace groaned at the sight of you playing with your chest. You were so close. You managed to freeze Ace one last time as you clamped down hard on his cock riding your orgasm. He could only whine in response, somehow equally overstimulated and unfulfilled.

“Think, you learned your lesson baby?” You asked, smirking down at him; his cock still lodged deep inside of you.

“Yes,” He whined. You leaned down and gave his lips a peck as you unreleased your hold fully.

“Take what you need baby, you took your punishment like such a good boy.” You finally relented. A surprised gasp escaped you as he held your hips in a bruising grip before flipping you over into a missionary position. He pulled you into a demanding kiss, while he trusted back into you hard. You let out a pathetic whimper at the feeling of his cock dragging against your walls.

“Fuck,” You moaned, orgasm quickly approaching. You were now the overstimulated one. You let out a loud cry as you came clenching down on him like a vice. You fell onto your back limp as he continued to thrust into you, without breaking pace.

“Fuck, want it Sir, Fuck want so bad,” he panted. “Wanna cum deep in your cunny.”

“Fuck, baby you’ve been such a good boy, cum wherever you like.” You whined.

By the time Ace relented, you were a whimpering overstimulated mess. He let out a loud moan, hips stuttering, as he came deep inside you. You shared a soft kiss as he came down from his high. He crumpled against your chest as he caught his breath, still lodged deep inside you. You lovingly brushed his hair out of his face, lightly scratching his scalp as you went.

“You, feeling okay baby?” you asked, hand moving to rub gently up and down his back.

“Mmhmm,” he hummed burrowing further into your chest.

“Ace,” you said in a warning tone.

“I feel okay,” he finally verbally answered, before going back to resting his face in your cleavage. A smile graced your lips as you could feel his breathing even out against your chest. You pecked the top of his head before you joined him for a nap, with him still lodged deep inside your warm cunt.

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MASTERLIST

A/N: Stay tuned for Jealous! Zoro x AFAB! Reader later today! ^-^

P.S. I took Saturday off so the Shikamaru fic scheduled then will be coming out sometime in the next few days.

[a-5-m-0-d-3-u-5]

NONBINARY READER COMES OUT TO PRICE!!!!! I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER LOVIEEEE!! 💋

Hope headcanons are alright for this mostly because my brain is a pile of mush lol I wrote this with a civilian reader in mind but it can be anyone, his child, partner, friend, whatever

Strikes me as a "whatever floats your boat" kinda guy

The initial coming out is very anticlimactic

"Eh? So, that mean a new name 'n all that?"

He's definitely heard the word before, but he'll need to do a bit of googling or asking to really get it

He sees in his initial searching (it's all surface level he has absolutely no idea what to look at past the basics) that they/them is common but it's typically easier to just ask what that one person wants to be called so that's what he does with you. It makes it all easier for him in the long run anyway

He asks in general what you want to be referred to as and finds it's a lot easier than he thought when he stopped imagining things in a "one size fits all" way

You want he/they? Cool.

Neos? Chill. Give peepaw a bit to really get the hang of them, like a long bit, but he gets it.

You don't feel like a man or a woman but you want to be called boyfriend or wife or son or niece? All good.

Are you a bit of a purist and want simply they/them, child, spouse, partner? He's got you covered.

He'll show in little ways that he celebrates who you are, but it's quiet. It's for you

A small flag themed gift here or there, maybe picking up on a dysphoric day if you have them and accomodating, what have you

What's obvious is he's always there

[fruityrituals]

always there

swiss ghoul x phantom ghoul x nb!reader

written in first person

word count: 1.9k

summary: Reader has been very distant lately from everyone, even their favorite ghouls surprisingly, and they notice. Swiss and Phantom decide it would be a good idea to ask you if everything is okay. You come out to them and they comfort you.

content/warnings: mentions of depression, struggling with identity, coming out, vulnerability in front of 2 men, some fluff.

comment: I’ve been thinking of writing this this for a long time now. As a nonbinary ghost fan who has an attachment to some of the ghouls, I thought it would be nice for anyone who relates to read something where the ghouls accept you for who you are and comfort you when you need it. Wrote this with Swiss & Phantom because they’re my favorite right now, so this is no way intended to come off as I don’t think any of the other ghouls/ghoulettes wouldn’t be as comforting and accepting.

P.S. This fic is about Swiss & Phantom, NOT Jutty & Randy. Used their photo because they will be in their human glamour in this fic.

PLEASE READ WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING

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Swiss Masterlist | Phantom Masterlist

Ghost Masterlist

(pics above from pinterest | divider below by @saradika-graphics )

songs: Darkness At The Heart Of My Love by Ghost

I’ve been working at the ministry for about two years now. I came on to be apart of the tour crew to be one of the bands stage hands. I work on the left side of the stage, so my main focus is making sure Swiss and Phantom have everything they need during shows and switching out any instruments for them if they need to. It has brought the 3 of us really close. We started hanging out a lot when we weren’t on tour and they have grown to be my best friends.

We have been on a break from touring for a few months now and those are the worst times for me. Whenever we’re on tour, I’m always busy and I love my job so it doesn’t give me time to sit in my misery and think. When there’s off time between/during tours, I get all in my head and that’s when my depression is at its worst.

I can tell that Swiss and Phantom are really concerned but they are also trying to give me my space, which I appreciate. Today was one of my worst days though and they seemed to notice instantly. I think what gave me away is the fact that I said I was going for a walk even though it’s pouring outside.

I took a walk around the block in the rain until I started to get cold. Once I got back to the ministry, I went straight to my bedroom. They gave me enough time to change out of my wet clothes and get comfortable before they knock on my door.

As I sat in my little nook on the window in the dark, with some candles lit around my room, I looked out the window and watched the rain, “Come in” I said softly.

The two ghouls poke their heads into my room before walking in and shutting the door behind them. They are in their human glamor as always. Even though we’re close, I’m not allowed to see what their ghoul forms look like because I’m human. The only time they’re in their ghoul forms around me is when they’re wearing their stage outfits and helmets.

I look over at them and they give me a soft smile to try and lighten the room. Swiss speaks first:

“We noticed you have been very quiet and distant lately and we just wanted to check on you and make sure everything was okay.”

Phantom speaks next:

“Of course if you don’t feel like talking about it, we won’t make you. We just want you to know that we are here if you need anything.”

Tears start to swell in my eyes as I wrap my arms around my knees, pulling them closer to my chest. I sniffle as I look out the window again and say, “Thank you, both of you”.

They both walk over to the windowsill, Phantom rubbing my back and Swiss kissing my forehead. That’s when the tears really come down. They both look at me with anguish in their eyes. Phantom sits down next to me in the nook and Swiss bends down in front of me placing his hands on my knees trying to make eye contact with me.

“Talk to me, what’s going on?” Swiss says with a soft tone. He reaches a hand up and wipes my tears with his thumb then rests his hand on my arm rubbing it soothingly.

I was so scared to talk about what has had me acting like this lately and I’m not even sure why when I know they will accept me no matter what. I think it’s just my own insecurities and once I say it out loud, it will all feel very real and I’m worried I’ll feel like I still don’t know who I am.

I look down at Swiss as Phantom rubs a hand on my back in soothing circles. I take a deep breath as I close my eyes then say, “I’ve been struggling with my identity lately and I’m afraid once I tell people, I will feel different in the sense that I think I know who I am but then I don’t feel like I am that person either.”

They both stay quiet listening to me tentatively. Swiss nods as he looks in my eyes as I speak again, “All my life I thought I knew who I was and I have been this confident person on the outside but I always felt like something was wrong and I didn’t really know what it was for a long time. I love being on tour because the band, Papa, and you two keep me busy and I like being busy. When I’m busy I don’t have to think about all of this.”

They continue to listen, giving me the space to talk and I admire that so much, so I continue. “And I just keep to myself when I feel like this because I don’t want to bring everyone else down with my mood swings when everyone is trying to relax and enjoy their time off. I just feel like it’s better if I isolate myself for the sake of everyone else, but when I’m alone is when I FEEL the most.” I start to cry again.

Swiss wipes my tears again and I catch him glancing at Phantom, then Phantom pulls me into a side hug in which I rest my head on his shoulder. They make me feel so safe and comfortable and I feel like I should tell them who I am. I know they will love me no matter what and maybe having them aware of what’s going on will be helpful so I don’t feel so alone anymore. I'm isolating myself, no one is pushing me away, I’m pushing them away.

I take a deep breath as I close my eyes and nod encouragement to myself as I say, “I think I’m nonbinary. Sometimes I don’t feel comfortable in my skin when I call myself a woman and I don’t fully feel like I’m supposed to be a man. I feel like I’m somewhere in the middle. Also I’m not comfortable with feminine pronouns. They/Them feels more natural to me.”

Swiss stands up and wraps his arms around me as my head rests against his stomach and he says, “Is it okay that I say something?” I nod. He continues as he runs his fingers in my hair and keeps me in his embrace, “I am so proud of you. You didn’t have to come out to us and explain what’s going on, but you trusted us enough to do so and I admire that. You are one of the most caring, loving, and strongest person I know and I think I can speak for Phantom and I when I say that it doesn’t matter what you identify as because you are you and we love you. I-I love you.”

He pauses for a moment and I realize he’s admitting he has feelings for me. I have always felt such a strong connection with Swiss but I felt like I was mistaking it for strong friendship. Tears stream down my face as I look up at him then stand to my feet and wrap my arms around his torso tightly as he buries his face into my hair and holds me tight.

Swiss speaks again, “If you continue to be comfortable with us, I want you to be open. Tell us if we ever say anything to make you feel like you aren’t being seen. If there’s a name you would like to go by specifically, we will call you that in a heartbeat and we will use the pronouns you are comfortable with because you deserve to feel comfortable as yourself around everyone and we want to be there for you every step of your journey in being comfortable in your own skin, okay?”

I nod into his chest as Phantom joins the hug from behind me. I feel this overwhelming amount of protection and comfort from the both of them being between them in their embrace and I sniffle gently. Phantom speaks now:

“I want to put emphasis on what Swiss said and say thank you for trusting us with this delicate time you’re going through. We will be there every step of the way and want you to be happy as your authentic self. We would never want you to pretend to be someone you’re not. You have no idea how much it means to me that you are comfortable enough with us to talk to us about this. We were so worried about you because we do notice the changes when we aren’t on tour with you, secluding yourself and we never want you for a second to think that we aren’t here for you and that we wouldn’t support you in every aspect of your life.”

I stand there for a moment in silence just letting their words sink in and enjoying the feel of their arms around me. I place a hand on Swiss’ chest to pull away from the hug. They both let go and look down at me, Phantom rubbing my arm and Swiss rubbing his thumb on my cheek. I smile up at them, “Thank you both so much for always being there for me. I never doubted you both supporting me, it was just something I needed to wrap my head around first and now that I’ve told you both, I feel like this huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders and I can’t wait to start feeling like the person I was meant to be.”

They both beam down at me happy to see me smiling now. I take this moment to say, “I love the both of you, you mean the world to me, and…” I look up at Swiss specifically and say “I love you too” in a soft tone.

I watch as Swiss practically melts and quickly cups my cheeks in his big hands and our lips press together. I hold onto his hands that are on my face as we kiss deeply. We both laugh on each others lips when we hear Phantom let out a heavy sigh of relief and clap as he says, “Fucking finally. I’ve been having to listen to the both of you talk about your feelings toward each other to me and have been desperately waiting for you guys to just hook up already.”

Swiss pulls away from our kiss and pushes Phantom's shoulder back playfully as we all laugh. Phantom holds his hands up as he backs away towards the door, “Love you both but I think you two need some alone time after months of me hearing all this sexual tension build up between you two”.

I gasp, take the pillow off my window nook and throw it at Phantom's head as he dodges it and quickly leaves the room. I shake my head smiling as I trail my eyes back up to Swiss and we smile to each other.

Swiss cups my cheeks again and says, “Now, where were we?” Then we’re kissing again as that sexual tension Phantom mentioned hits us both hard.

[yunnimilk]

,, ! 𑁍ࠬ ܓ | ; AMAB ! Osamu Dazai x Bot ! AMAB ! Reader !

𝜗𝜚 kinks / tags ! ; creampie, overstimulation, belly bulge, teasing, oral sex [ dazai receiving ], thigh riding [ just for a bit ], slight degradation and a lot of praise, light feminization [ I call readers underwear "panties" ONCE and Dazai calls them princess ]

𝜗𝜚 . . | ; short oneshot / : cw ; none actually, just the fact that Dazai is probably OOC since I was really focusing on the smut part and that you both are drunk , reader has no masculine or feminine pronouns but they have AMAB language

ᥫ᭡. SUMMARY ; you and dazai are at a beach house, next to a glistening body of water. It was your honeymoon, suddenly, you guys had too much wine on the beach, leading you two having a fruitful night ~

NSFW UNDER THE CUT !!

Wine glasses clasping together for "cheers" the alcoholic liquid inside almost spilt from the motion. Dazai wouldn't consider wine to be one of his favorite drinks, but it was nice to sit back and relax while his newly-wedded spouse was next to him. The honeymoon was simple yet very beautiful, getting closer to your new husband for about a week, cherishing these little moments for him ,

Sipping from the wine glass, the beverage tasted amazing, it was most likely fertilized from the 1800's, better as the years went by. Your fingers interlock with Dazai's as you both talk the night away, you got more tipsy, but Dazai didn't feel anything yet, he was more of a heavyweight after all .

The sun was setting, your skin was kissed by the sun from the yellow-orangish hue, it complimented it well, making the undertone a warmer orange. The water reflected a string of light because of the peachy sun, the waves crashing apon the high rocks you and Dazai were sitting on, turning nothing into little sudsy bubbles as they retracted from the stone walls. It was quite the sight, barely anyone comes to this part of the sea, it's perfect ,

After a while, you couldn't keep up with Dazai, he only startes becoming a bit drunk, you were almost completely intoxicated. You clung onto his body, panting like a dog .

"mm.. when did you get so drunk, sweetheart,, ?"

"shh...shu..shuddup.. mm.."

When you tried to speak, it came out as babbles, even when you were coherent it was just slurred speech. Dazai can't help but tease you !

Dazai stroked your hair, having a false sense of empathy for you, degrading you like it was funny ,

"you've only had a glass of wine, are you getting tipsy this easily? aww my poor baby.. ~"

He has his leg in-between your thighs, you couldn't take it, his limb slightly grazing your hardening cock and simulating your balls, grinding on it, basically riding it. It feels so good, your dick was drooling on Dazai's pants, forming a wet spot on it. To Dazai, this was the best view♡

"a..- ahh! ~ fuhh.. fuuhhck.. ~"

Dazai started to bounce his leg up and down, you accidentally fell foward from the intense pleasure. Your hole started clenching on nothing, it felt like it was leaking, you were so close to coming. It was like electricity coursing through your veins, you moaned like a pornstar, thankfully, no one was around .

Your cock was twitching uncontrollably, Dazai could felt it rutting against his leg. you wrapped your arms around Dazai's neck, moaning in his ear, he would've been lying if that didn't make him rock hard. grabbing your hips, making you go faster while you let out the loudest and breathless moans, tears streaming down your cheeks as you felt your hole tightening up and you came unrestrainedly, soiling your panties ,

You collapsed on top of Dazai, puffing out little moans as you tried to recover from the aftershocks .

"we're still not done, I still haven't came yet, and you left me all hard, princess.. ~"

He's quick to remove your underwear, seeing a sticky white slime connecting from your cock to your undergarments. the cool air hitting your dick, making you shiver, you can feel your cum traveling down your balls to your quivering hole, ahh you just looked so pathetically adorable in his eyes ~

"ouhh.. look at that, you've stained yourself, your so unbelievably messy, princess. You couldn't even control yourself ~"

You let out a painful whine, he chuckled at the noise. he reached down to kiss your neck and suck on it until it turned a deep purple, tingles went to your dick as he bit down on your shoulder, and your hips jerked up ,

"ah ah ah.. easy there, I'll fuck you in a second"

"puh..- puhlease!~ ah, nghh ~"

Dazai arose his head up, he enjoying how pitiful you looked. Too bad that you were going to look more fucked out as he drives his meaty cock inside of you ♡

Fortunately, he decided to have mercy, he unzipped his pants. You perked up as you heard the sound, he giggles at your reaction. He pulls down his underwear to only spring out his hard, wet, cock out. You were salivating while looking at his meat slab, you were basically like a bear viewing cow beef .

He rested his cock on your hip, right next to your dick. Dazai looked through his coat pocket to find lube, it was strawberry scented !

"ah! there it is! ~"

He took out the lube and squirted it everywhere on your lower body, rubbing it sensually, making you get worked up and already producing pre-cum. Dazai was getting extremely horny, and didn't prep you, but he wouldn't immediately thrust into you, as he'd hurt you in doing so ,

He jerked himself a bit before actually entering you, but when he did, it felt so good. Your tightness was gripping the head of Dazai's cock, he was groaning in your neck. It took so much to not plunge himself in and out of your slick heat. You started to grind onto his cock, feeling it touch your prostate, which also sent lighting shocks in your body .

"mnh..~ that fast..?~ ah..h..~ alright, I'll give you what you want ~"

He started to piston himself in and out of your squelching hole. He saw the belly bulge poking out of your stomach, he pressed on that spot, your back immediately arching, screaming out his name. the force of his thrusts brought you closer and closer to your orgasm. you push back onto him, Dazai couldn't stop ramming his cock into your velvety walls ,

He was humping you like a bunny, you felt your prostate kept getting abused, trying to milk you dry. His fat dick was filling you up so well, you can feel how good he was fucking you, rearranging your guts. Your soft hole clenching and unclenching, squeezing Dazai's cock until he cums inside of you .

You were reaching your climax, and Dazai knew that, so he went faster and faster until the only movement you did was rapidly moving up and down his meaty cock, getting more desperate to squirt out your cum ,

"A..AH! ~ FUCK! 'SAMU, I- I'M GOING TO! -"

"mng! agh! fuck! me too! ~"

You came like a waterfall leaked out of your cock, strings of cum accidentally landed on your face. Dazai didn't stop, he was so close, he almost came just from the feeling of your walls clamping down on his dick. He felt his balls tighting and his cock twitching inside your convulsing heat .

"I think you can handle one more round, right, princess?"

"wh- angh! ~"

plap, plap, plap

how long has it been? it feels like he's been doing this forever

You couldn't come anymore, the times that you 'came' didn't let you gush out your sticky liquid. You officially had a dry orgasm, multiple times, and Dazai kept covering you with cum and filling you up with cum ,

"Dazaim... puhlease! I canmt cum anymowe! ~"

"ah- ahh.. s-sorry! I just can't..! ~"

Dazai started cumming again but kept thrusting, not letting go of your hip. strings of your cum and his trying to connect your ass cheek to his hips when he retracts his cock. Your balls were so sore, along with your asshole. You could tell that Dazai was getting tired, his thrusting has gotten slower .

"just one more time, mnh! please? ~"

Even though he asked you, he still kept on burying his dick in your hole, stretching it and imprinting his shape in your guts. Your legs were shaking, they were going completely numb !

You felt his fat cock spasming again, he made sure to be super rough when he finished his last orgasm, making you cum for the 6th time this night. Your teary, red eyes rolled back while you stuck your tongue out, you gave one last arch when Dazai stroked your dick ,

"angh! fuhck! fuckfuck itfeelssofuckinggood! ~"

Dazai released his seed in you once again, his cum trailed down your hole and your thighs, it took courage for him not to fuck you again. Although, he got hard again, seeing your cockdrunk expression did a number on him .

"hey, how 'bout you suck me off? pleaseee!! "

You sat up, with the help of Dazai since you were struggling through the pain. Little grunts left your mouth as you were face with Dazai's cock, your hot breath made his dick fully stand up. Experimenting with it by giving the head tiny kitten licks then fully deepthroating him, gargling sounds and Dazai's moaning could be heard from a 12 mile radius. Gripping your hair then forcefully moving you up and down like a sex doll ,

"agh, baby! you're doing so.. good! ah! ~"

He pushed your head directly infront of his pubic hair, the moans that you let out sent vibrations on Dazai's cock, you could smell the sweat collecting on it, and you can taste the salty cum intruding your throat. The man above you pats your head .

"you did so well, princess ~"

[heaven-s-black-box]

Pleasurable Destruction- Phantyla!Tingyun x AFAB-Enby!Reader

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Recovery date: December 19th, 2023

Description: Phantyla finds unexpected perks to this form.

Includes- slight plot, non-con (Reader does not know Tingyun is possessed/ it's not really Tingyun), sadistic!Tingyun, slight blood, biting/scratching, dacryphilia, wrist restraint, fingering, choking, overstimulation

Notes: Thank you to my friend who requested and beta read this.

Word count: 1 307

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This form was simply convenient. An amicassador allowed her to roam the Luofu freely, speak with people in high places and just be trusted in general. It was as if she were in the vip box for the coming chaos. However, she hadn’t expected the added entertainment awaiting her upon her return “home”.

Her claws scratched down Y/n’s bare body making them shudder, before she dug them into the skin of their hips. They let out a pained cry, and for the sake of the ruse “Tingyun” lessened her hold and cooed a soft apology. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on either hip, then licked up the small trickles of blood that had pooled.

Y/n seemed so sweet. They’d greeted her at the door with a bright smile and peck on the cheek, then ushered her inside and to the table where they’d set out tea. They’d nudged her leg gently with their foot until she joined in on the little game. There was sweet laughter and loving words exchanged.

And now they were here, and “Tingyun” could only think of how she longed to wreck that innocent look. It was a fine line she had to toe, and one she would test with glee.

“I missed you,” she whispered, dragging her lips up against the faint scratches she’d left; her tongue poking out on occasion.

Y/n reached up and began to play with her hair, scratching the base of her ears. Her tail curled around their waist as much as possible in a show of appreciation.

As the two came face to face, she tried to match the soft look of adoration in Y/n’s eyes. It didn’t matter if they suspected anything, there were plenty of ways she could deal with them, but she was enjoying this game. So she quickly ducked her head into the crook of Y/n’s neck and began gently nipping at the skin.

“I missed you to-ah!” Sharp teeth dug into their shoulder, drawing faint blood that their girlfriend quickly lapped up. “What is with you today?”

Their brows were furrowed, but not in anger. No. This was strange, yes, but not a new occurrence– “Tingyun” would take full advantage of that.

“There were so many lovely couples,” she sighed dreamily, “all I could think about was how much I missed you.”

Y/n cupped her face and laughed. “Think you can show me how much?”

There it was.

“Gladly,” she smirked, the gentle adoration being quickly replaced by a darkness as “Tingyun” dove in for a searing kiss.

Her claws dug back into Y/n’s hips as she drank up all of the oxygen in their lungs. Y/n clawed helplessly at her back, their fingers catching on the opening in her dress. Her tail ran up and down their leg, flicking wildly as her ears twitched with every muffled sound that escaped the vacuum between them.

When they finally broke for air, Y/n’s eyes were hazy as they were left in a daze. Tears would be a nice addition to that look, “Tingyun” thought, sliding down her partner's body. She noticed the dried blood in the dents on their hips, where her claws had cut through their skin the second time. She bit the inside of their thigh, earning another yelp, but also causing their hips to buck up.

A satisfied smirk graced her face as Y/n covered their face in embarrassment.

“Now, now,” she chided in a condescending tone, grabbing their wrists and pulling their hands down, “let’s do something about these hands.” She set them against Y/n’s stomach before unlooping the ribbon around her waist from its hold and wrapping it twice around their wrists, and frowning at the excess. “Hm, it would be a waste to let this hang her,” she mumbled before leaning overtop of Y/n, dragging their hands with her, and fastening the excess ribbon to the head of the bed.

When she sat back, she gave her partner a deceptively sweet smile.

“What a lovely welcome home present,” she laughed before lifting Y/n’s hips up onto her thighs.

They mumbled something about feeling exposed, but she wasn’t listening– lost in admiration of the dripping mess between Y/n’s legs. If it wouldn’t look suspicious, she would see if there were any toys tucked somewhere to extend this torture, but for now she was stuck only with what she could see.

Gathering up their slick, “Tingyun” plunged two fingers in at once. Y/n winced at the sudden stretch, but was quickly distracted by pleasure as “Tingyun’s” other hand came up to play with her clit. She traced languid circles around it, just enough to be pleasurable but far from being enough. The fingers inside Y/n began stretching them with little caution, causing them to wiggle about from both the bare minimum pleasure and slight discomfort.

“Please,” Y/n cried, eyes going glassy with tears of frustration as they tugged on their bindings.

“Please what? Please stop?” She asked, stilling both hands and earning a whine and kicks of frustration from Y/n.

“Tingyun!”

In return she laughed, before capturing Y/n’s lips in hers again and picking up the pace of her previous actions. The slow, wide circles against their clit became small and quick as her fingers curled inside them. Their legs wrapped tightly around her waist as they bucked up into her hand, chasing the pleasure.

When their grip on “Tingyun’s” waist tightened even further, and the movement of their hips grew more sporadic, she stopped. Y/n whined in frustration as “Tingyun” backed off, a trail of spit connecting their lips.

“You, are killing me,” Y/n panted out. “Please, let me cum!”

As they pleaded, they pulled their girlfriend closer with their legs and tried to grind against her abdomen.

They must have been so pent up, how long had this amicassador been gone? Not that it mattered, it was just making her game easier.

“You want to cum?”

“Tingyun” leaned overtop of Y/n, face inches from theirs and helping them grind against her. They moaned at the sudden increase of friction, and practically screamed when “Tingyun” began rocking along with them. Y/n’s heels struggled to find purchase on her back.

“Ah!” Y/n’s breathing became frantic as they began to mumble, “Cumming, cumming, cu-ngh!”

A few tears slid down their face as their eyes screwed shut and their hips bucked a few more times, but even as they came down from their high, their girlfriend didn’t stop moving.

“Ti-ah-Tingyun slow do-own,” Y/n whined.

“But I thought you wanted to cum?” Tingyun offered with faux sympathy. “And I’ve been gone for so long, it’s only fair I make up for it.”

She straightened back down, losing her leverage, and backed up a bit to look at her dress.

“Look at the mess you made,” she clicked her tongue. “I think you deserve a punishment for that.”

“Tingyun” reached up and wrapped a hand around Y/n’s throat, making them gasp, before throwing one leg over Y/n’s and grinding their hips together. As choked moans broke through her hold, “Tingyun” watched Y/n’s eyelids flutter as their eyes rolled back from over stimulation.

Remembering that living species did in fact need to breathe, “Tingyun” let go of Y/n’s throat, and the sudden rush of air caused them to cum once again.

“Look at you,” she cooed softly, “all teary and breathless…”

As she spoke, wispy purple tendrils began to slide their way up Y/n’s legs. The ticklish feeling causing them to jerk slightly, too tired to kick properly. Their eyes were lidded and unfocused, preventing them from noticing the mystical power emanating from “Tingyun”.

“Let’s see how much you can take.”

[hp-hcs]

he’s my girl — golden retriever! theo nott x genderfluid! reader

requested by 🦕!

it’s 2am let me be delulu and imagine theo as a golden retriever white boy k tysm

very short and very unedited bc i’m very sleepy xx

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“Who in Merlin’s name are you?”

You frowned, your fingers pausing halfway through their task of buckling your bookbag. “What’s your deal, babe?”

Theo blinked. “…Y/n?”

“In the flesh,” you said dryly, turning back around to your Transfiguration class’ desk and gathering up the last of your things.

Theo just stared.

“Y/n?”

“What, Theodore?”

He blinked again. “Why are you— why are you wearing a skirt?”

“Because it’s part of the uniform, Theodore.”

The poor boy looked so confused, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly. “I— uh— okay. You look pretty.”

“Thank you, darling.”

~~~

“Are you still my boyfriend?”

You stiffened as he approached your table in the library and sat down across from you, immediately jumping on the defensive. “Are you already breaking up with me? We’ve barely been together two days, Nott.”

“What? No! No— just—” Theo floundered, desperately trying to not come off as a grade-A douchebag. “Uh— just— are you my boyfriend? Or my girlfriend?”

You paused. “What, like— right now?”

“Yeah.” He shrugged awkwardly.

“Girlfriend.”

“Okay. Do you wanna go get lunch now?”

~~~

“…and my girlfriend, Y/n—”

“Boyfriend.”

“Wh— uh. Yeah. Uh. Boyfriend. Right. Anyways. So. My boyfriend, Y/n—”

~~~

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat. You were stuck in detention with Theo, writing lines, when you’d been struck by sudden and aggressive gender dysphoria.

You normally would’ve just Transfigured your uniform skirt into a pair of trousers, but McGonagall had confiscated your wand before you started your detention.

After a solid minute, Theo couldn’t help but notice your continued squirming. “What’s wrong, darling?”

“Dysphoria,” you grumbled, wiping your lip gloss-covered lips on the back of your hand to remove the faint glittery substance.

Despite your patient attempt earlier in the day to explain the concept of gender fluidity to him, Theo still didn’t quite grasp it. But he was doing his best.

“Ah. Is it—” He hesitated. “Is it the…skirt?”

“Yeah,” you muttered. “But I don’t have my wand to Transfigure it.”

Theo pondered on how to help you. Surely there was something he could do, right?

~~~

A wolf whistle pierced through the air.

“Lookin’ good, Nott!”

Theo did a little twirl as his friends all cheered and clapped, baffled by the sight of their friend showing up to dinner in the Great Hall, fresh out of detention, in a skirt.

You followed into the Great Hall after him, a small smile on your face, wearing his uniform trousers on your body.

[freak-accident419]

me trying to be supportive of all writers and their works but then i see the most scrumptious delicious amazing astounding staggeringly beautifully crafted remarkable mind boggling toe curling breathtaking extraordinary unprecedentedly spectacular phenomenal fic and plot just for it to be fem!reader

[itsabea]

March x sad Reader

Description: March tries his best to comfort you after you have a particularly busy day and end up exhausted

Warnings: not proof read, hinting at depression(reader), slight angst, swearing,

this is purely self indulgent- but then again, almost all of my is-

You had been so busy today, exceedingly more so than usual. First of all, it was raining, which you didn't mind because it meant your crops were already watered - but things only got more hectic and busy from there on on out..

You collected, put away, sold, and replanted your crops, then went to go fishing for a salmon for Jo's Request that you had accepted about a month ago.. Only to realise about an hour an a half in that it was currently Summer. Now with much less of your energy, you went to the general store to buy some more seeds and a few fruit trees, which left you with a total of 5 Tesserae as a result.

After going back to your farm and planting the saplings and seeds, you realised that it was only two more days until the end of the season. And so, you went back to fishing to try and catch the rest of the Summer fish you need for the Museum. Admittedly, most of that time was spent walking to and from the ponds to the beach, as that's where the rest of the fish you needed were found.

Once it hit 5:30, you realised that it wasn't just the third to last day of the season.. It was also a Friday. Sighing and slumping your head back, you defeatedly headed home to get ready for your weekly visit to the Inn. Hauling the bag full fish with you on your back, you got back to your farm and placed the not so important ones in your shipping bin, only to realise that you needed one more pond fish to finish that collection.... And it only showed up in the rain..

You were tired. It wasn't that you didn't enjoy your new life in Mistria; helping out the town and it's people. Or that today was bad; you had many content and joy filled moments between it all. But you were tired. So, so, tired..

Right now, nothing was more appealing than curling up in your bed, and crying.

So that's what you did. You put away your items, got showered and dressed into your pyjamas, and you laid down in your bed and cried out the remainder of what little was left of your energy.

You didn't even end up falling asleep afterwards like you usually did when crying in your bed.. Which upset you much more than you realised it would.

I mean.. Why get up just to do it all again tomorrow? The next day would likely end up being longer than today as well.. Not that today wasn't enjoyable- But it wasn't as enjoyable as others... People need you around town though, they always tell you that- You're not that important - the townsfolk don't rely on you to live....

You curled up in on yourself more, lying on your side as the tears began to flow down your cheeks again. It felt hopeless. Everything felt like it wasn't worth it anymore. And you continued to cry in your home until a knock sounded on your door.

At first, you thought you had misheard and simply sighed out a sob. But after a much firmer knock, you realised that it wasn't just you hearing things. Tiredly getting up, you assumed it was Adaline or Eiland, popping by to inform you about a new job that needed to be done around town. Or maybe Celine or Hayden needing some sugar or something?

Either way, you knew all four options were kind enough to excuse your tired, red eyes and pyjama clad form, so you didn't bother trying to make yourself the slightest bit presentable before opening the door. Which was a big mistake on your part, because March was the one that stood in your doorframe, looking down at you with a frown you could barley see through your slightly blurred vision.

"Why are you here?" March said suddenly, looking too the side as you rubbed at your eyes to try and clear them up. "Uhm- I live here?" You responded, no energy left to think up or question his presence on your farm.

After a huff and an exaggerated eyeroll, March rephrased went on to rephrase his question. "No- Why aren't you-" But he cut his words short when he watched your head bob forward like a sleepy child. "What, did you get tired from playing in the dirt all day? I can't believe you-" "Fuck you." You said back, one last tear rolling down your cheek as whatever energy you had that was keeping you standing left you.

In that same instant, you felt a falling sensation as your vision went black. You were tired.

Every so often you'd end up seeing glimpses of your home, but it was somehow moving? Your doorframe.. Black.. Your ceiling... Black... Your ceiling light.... Black.... More ceiling..... Black.....

Every time you saw black, you felt relieved and slightly less tired, especially compared to when you could see your home. And then, a warm sensation surrounded you, like you were being wrapped in a big hug that left you yearning for more.

When you reopened your eyes, you found yourself tucked into bed. The blankets were up to your ears as you laid on your side, about to roll over when you finally noticed the red head of hair resting on top of the blankets in front of you. Humming out, with a slight groaned mumbled, you went to speak up but were promptly cut off.

"Shup up and go back to sleep." March said, lifting his head from its resting position to look at you with stern, yet soft eyes. Feeling your tiredness envelope you, you closed your eyes but felt the cogs in your brain ticking. Why was March here? What was he doing? And why were you in your bed- You suddenly remembered falling into March in your doorway, and him carrying you to your bed before tucking you in.

You felt bad for cursing at him now, but you were also much more confused about why he was even at your farm in the first place. "March-" You started, only for said male to cut you off. "Shoosh. I said, 'go back to sleep'." He retorted, and if your eyes weren't still closed, you had a feeling that he'd glare at you again.

You didn't end up going back to sleep, but you did have a very calm conversation with March as you continued to rest with your eyes closed.

"I'm sorry." March said, being the first to speak after he told you to sleep for the second time. "Why-" "Shut up, you're supposed to be asleep." March said, cutting you off as moment of silence followed before he ended up answering your question. "I know I can be.. A rude asshole - a lot of the time.." March admitted as you felt him start to play with the top of the blanket slightly.

You didn't dare make a single sound as he continued to talk, telling you about how everyone at the Inn was starting to wonder where you were, and how Reina came to the conclusion that you might be over worked.. "-Then Olric offered to check up on you and-" March paused before continuing, having now moved his arm back down from the hem of the blanket as he ceased his delicate fiddling. "And.. And I told him I'd go instead."

The fact you were now frowning didn't go unnoticed by March, who must've been watching you to make sure you didn't open your eyes again. "I know, I know.. I don't why either.... You just-.... You made everyone worried.." March said, trailing off as he went silent again.

After feeling the blankets shift slightly beside you, you peaked your eye open to see March was doing, only to get told off again after seeing March's head resting on his arm directly in front of you. "Sleep." He said, but you had already closed your eye when you saw his eyes intently watching yours.

Your face ran hot with heat from the proximity, which was apparently very visible to March. "Fuck- Please don't tell me you have a damn fever.." He grumbled out, using the back of his free hand to touch your forehead as he continued to complain. "If you went diving and didn't fucking keep warm I'm taking you to Valen." March half threatened, prompting you to frown as he retracted his hand from your forehead.

"Your shipping bin smells like fish." He clarified before you felt him move against the blankets again. This time you felt weight remove itself from beside you, which had you shooting your eyes open with a desperation for company. March looked at you blankly from where he still sat on the floor beside your bed, leaning back on his arms as you watched him open his mouth to tell you off again.

"I'm sleeping..!" You said quickly, hearing a huff emit from the red head in front of your once more closed eyes.

"So.." March started after seconds more of silence. "Why weren't you at the Inn?" He asked, making an exhausted sigh leave you before you spoke. "Tired." You said, waiting for a moment before elaborating on your day. "Tended to crops.. Fed animals... Fished for a stupid non-existent Summer salmon.... Spent all my money on crops.... Planted them.... Went fishing again, but for the Museum.... Died inside.... No energy.... Cried in bed.." You said, starting to tear up again when March spoke up.

"I know it goes against what I always say to you.. But you do a lot around here- Too fucking much to be honest.. And I-" March paused for the umpteenth time that night as you pried your eyes open and looked at him.

He was sitting in the exact same position as when you last opened your eyes, only now he had his head turned from you. Yet, his eyes keep their sights on you, and this time he didn't have the heart to tell you off. March ended up breaking contact with your eyes, his face reddening slightly as he spoke.

"You're enough- More than enough.. You're honestly too much but- Sigh...." March quickly darted his eyes to, and away from you before he continued. "You're a lot. You're so much.. You mean so much- To literally everyone." He said, making another, single tear fall down your face. But this time you had just enough energy.

"Thank you.. March." You managed out, smiling as a few more tears fell down and onto the pillow beneath you.

March wasn't sure what had you crying this time, unsure on whether he did good or bad with his words. But he was by your side once more the moment he watched those tears form into droplets in the corners of your eyes. With a sigh of relief, March relaxed after seeing the slight smile on your face, only to watch it fall the next second as a soft snore left you.

Finally.. You were asleep.

[sincerely-astra]

Ricky Potts x enby reader headcanons?

☁️Ricky Potts x Enby Reader☁️

Look, he’s not trying to be rude, but he can practically smell the outcast coming off you-

Uranium is one of the least accepting places on the planet, so your being even slightly different from their cookie-cutter ideals was bound to make you an outcast.

But luckily, so was he.

As was probably obvious, you guys meet when you are inevitably forced into the choir. The guidance counselor was convinced you just needed some extracurricular activities to keep your mind off sin. (Aka literally just being enby-)

And as a new member of a choir meant to go into competition in a short amount of time, Father Marcus and Ocean didn't really know what to do with you...

You might be able to learn all the music and choreography in time for the competition, but they also really didn't want to risk the chance that you couldn't and hurt their chance at winning.

And thus, that is how you get stuck on the sidelines with Ricky playing the recorder while he plays the tambourine. Thrilling as you can imagine.

You both weren't friends right away, you said hi to each other to be polite and you helped him every so often if he needed it, but nothing too much to warrant a close friendship. Yet, you both were content with that, especially when in a choir with some more than eccentric people, you both found comfort in each other's presence.

That all being said, Ricky was quick to notice that something was off about you... He wasn't even sure what started him down this path, it might have been the way you wore your uniform, the way your hair was done, or any other assortment of things, but he knew you were different than anyone else he'd met at St. Cassian. He would be lying if he said that didn't interest him as well.

He wasn't going to push you of course and he wasn't even sure if you knew sign or would bother listening to his AAC device in the first place, but there would always be these times during choir practice when he would glance at you and observe your behavior, curious as to what lies underneath the front you have carefully put up.

Uranium wasn't accepting, you know this, Ricky knows this, it was a well-known fact to everyone living there even if they didn't bother trying to change it. Being nonbinary was obviously in the group of attributes people in Uranium didn't see as "normal" or "as things should be," if people knew that you identified as nonbinary, it would be pretty much a death sentence to a lifetime of bullying, mocking, and every other cruel act these people can think of.

It was unheard of, a thing no one talked about but was deemed by pretty much everything as despicable and unwelcomed.

So, one can see why you would not be so open to sharing your identity with just about everyone.

Moving past the intolerable place that is Uranium, Ricky, a couple of days after meeting you, was quick to realize you both share math and history together. You both sat pretty far from one another, so that's probably why he didn't notice, but once he did he passed you a note before your math class started to ask if you wanted to sit next to each other. Yes, it was a strategy to see if he could find out what was up with you, but he also just thought you seemed nice.

Seeing as you had no friends in those classes, you said yes, much to Ricky's delight.

You would sit together for your shared courses and would gradually start talking, passing each other notes (since you didn't quite know sign yet and Ricky can't use his communication device during class) complaining about the material or the teachers, random doodles Ricky drew, and sometimes, miraculously, actual questions about the work being given.

You both actually work really well as a duo, your energies just match perfectly, and even if Ricky has yet to know your gender identity, he is always super accommodating to whatever is making you uncomfortable.

Ricky is literally the yapper of the century, I'm not even joking. You think Ocean or Noel talk a lot? Then you are not ready for the whirlwind that is Richard Potts.

Seriously, others dismiss him a lot since he's disabled and is mute, but once getting to know him, he will be saying the most out-of-pocket things at the most random of times... The amount of weird Star Trek references this boy can fit into his everyday vocab is insane.

Ricky will allow you, and actively encourages, you to put stickers on his crutches. His favorite ones are the kinds that show off your interests since it gives him more insight into you.

His parents are so sweet to you and will be taking a good chunk of your time when you come over, much to Ricky's dismay. You get to actually learn some of their sign language too! Ricky tries to insist that you don't need to do that because he's aware it isn't traditional ASL or LSQ and it won't have any practical use outside of his immediate family, but you aren't having it.

There will be moments where you feel comfortable enough with Ricky to share bits of your identity, not the full story yet, but like your preferences with titles (Ex. Mr, Ms, Mx, etc.) or your preferences in clothing that might not correlate with your agab, just little tidbits that help steer him in the right direction.

He is your number one supporter even if he doesn't know what he's supporting!

He might figure it out sooner or later though..., not that he'd out you or anything, if he does find out you're nonbinary, he would 100% wait for you to come out before saying anything.

When it comes to coming out, whenever you decide to do it, Ricky is very supportive. He is also very helpful with your nerves before actually coming out to him, he reassures you everything will be fine and he could never think any less of you from what you are about to tell him.

He doesn't hide how happy he is you told him such sensitive information, it means you trust him and he doesn't ever want to break that! You are his best friend and he wants to be your safe space like you are for him.

As stated earlier, he would never out you to anyone and he is very good at keeping your identity as under wraps as you want. If you want to be out and proud, he supports you completely and will be with you throughout the whole process, if you want to just keep it on the down low, then he's fine with that too.

The only thing you would have to worry about if you're keeping your identity a secret is that Ricky will get defensive if anyone is being a jerk unknowingly from time to time, but of course, people tend to ignore him so there's not much to worry about there-

Ricky definitely isn't wealthy, but if there's ever anything you need to feel more comfortable with your identity, then be ready for that to be in your hands by a maximum of 3 days.

He likes to show you all his nonbinary Zolar OCs, most of which are inspired by you. (What do you mean his love interest looks strangely like you? Whaaattttt-)

You have also inspired him to look more into LGBTQIA+ himself since he wants to be inclusive and he won't deny that some of the identities he's seeing feel like something he personally would use.

Richard Potts falls in love fast... He's had many crushes, most of which he falls out of love with quickly for numerous reasons.

So he thought it would be the same situation with you, that he would have a small crush on you for a while and then it would go away and you could return to being friends! All's well that ends well.

It will all be over soon and he won't be thinking about how his hands lingering on yours for a bit too long.

He won't think of how nice your voice sounds, or the way you style your hair, or your laugh, or-

...Well..., this has lasted longer than he thought it would.

There was a very good while where Ricky was actually in denial about his feelings, he didn't want to mess up your friendship just for his fickle feelings. This one was just taking more time because he likes you so much, yeah, that's what it is.

...

He likes you so, so much.

Getting over the initial hump of denial, Ricky did try and subtly see if the feeling was mutual. His way of seeing was to tactfully flirt every now and again, giving a variety of different compliments and suggesting more hangouts, whatever he could think of.

What he hadn't accounted for was that he already pretty much acted this way to you- Albeit, in a nonromantic connotation. But this means you literally picked up on zero of his advances and he is a little too uncomfortable to go any further than that...

It literally felt like agony to keep "flirting" with you (if you can even call it that anymore) only for you to just smile and thank him for being so nice...

Ricky is gonna start begging at this point.

He loves you so much, please understand that him holding your hand for longer than 5 seconds is an act of his devotion and love and not just something friends do, PLEASE-

It's all fine though, since you are the one confessing after all.

Wait, you're confessing?-

Ricky's jaw was practically hanging open as he listened to you confess your feelings, flowers in hand, blush on your cheeks, the whole nine yards.

He couldn't even let you get done with your confession before he blurted out breathlessly, "...I love you." Words he has never meant more in his entire life... He really, truly loves you for everything that you are.

After he got home and into his room after you both became lovers, he was literally so freaking giddy and had to stop himself from trying to spam text you.

He swears he's not usually so clingy, but even after a few months of dating him, his face still lights up whenever you say you love him.

You surely know a good bit of ASL and his family's sign language by now, but he still enjoys getting to teach you more complicated terms and watching you try to memorize new sentences. It's the bare minimum, but you both are also in Uranium, so he is beyond grateful to have someone his age to talk to.

Ricky really likes to play with your hair, he doesn't even know why, he just finds it cathartic to run his hands through it while you both watch a movie or something.

Ricky is so sassy with your bullies, I swear. He's learned it all from Noel.

He also likes to just draw the nonbinary flag on pretty much everything, from his own drawings to homework, pretty much everywhere you look in his room, there will be a ton of tiny nonbinary flags he drew.

It reminds him of you and he can never get enough of you.

Don't think your room is safe either, the nonbinary flags will be everywhere if Ricky has anything to say about it.

It's all because he loves you though.

A/N: God, I need to catch up on my requests, I’m so sorry. :(