#I love full bodies! always love playing with outfits and poses

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[tddyhyck]

36 + jisung

babydoll [ p.js ]

bestie tysm for requesting this was so fun 🤭

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 ⇢ bf!jisung x gn!reader

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩 ⇢ “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ⇢ smut, mentioned (impact play, somnophilia, bondage), sexting, nudes (i think that’s all), reader wears lingerie but no body parts are explicitly mentioned

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 ⇢ 1k

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it started off as more of a joke, sending jisung flirty texts while you knew he had tons of important meetings all morning. giggling into the phone when he called at lunch complaining about distracting him when he needed to focus.

now it became more of a common occurrence texting him about how you missed him and needed his cock at 10 am. or asking him if he could do that thing with his tongue when he came over. and he would still call at lunch and whine about how busy he was and if he could he would.

you always knew when he saw you next he would bend you over and fuck you into oblivion telling you how bad you were for distracting him and not letting him work. you got excited knowing your ass would be red and bruised when he was finished.

the two of you had a fairly vanilla sex until you started the teasing. then it was like something snapped in both of you and some of the things you said over texts became far bolder than you were willing to say to his face but he loved it. sending him texts about wanting to handcuff him to your bed and ride him, or wanting him to take you on a romantic date and finger you under the table, or even the time you admitted you would love for him to fuck you while you slept next to him.

all of it sent your sex life to the next level exploring new kinks with each other from bondage, impact play, and jisung hated to admit he liked the way you clenched and whimpered when he called you names he would never call anyone.

you had never ventured into full-on sexting or sending nudes definitely not videos, preferring to call him and hear his voice instead. and you initiated most of your nsfw conversations anyways.

but today was different, you and jisung had a long weekend due to a holiday and he had planned to stay at yours all weekend. you had bought a new lingerie set to surprise him. a pretty sheer pale pink babydoll top with matching panties. you had planned to just send a photo of the set before putting it on, but the thought of having a photo shoot for him made you giddy.

you put on the set feeling the soft material against your skin while posing in the mirror. you grabbed your phone snapping a few photos in the mirror switching angles and poses showing off any and all angles. flipping the phone camera you continued your posing.

you decided to get on your knees in front of the mirror, spreading your legs slightly before taking more pictures. lifting the fabric from where it laid against your thighs. you could see your panties peeking out below the hem of the baby doll. you felt sexy and bold and brave bringing a hand over your panties before taking more pictures and hiding your face behind your phone.

feeling fearless you flipped around arching your back and sticking your ass out in the mirror. you let the fabric ride up to give a glimpse of the skinny string hiding between your cheeks. once you had taken enough photos to fill a scrapbook you felt satisfied scrolling through the pictures making yourself blush.

you picked a few of your favorites before deciding to send one of the less lewd ones. a simple pose similar to an outfit of the day pic you often sent your boyfriend. you hit send before tossing your phone on the bed and scurrying away a feeling of nervousness suddenly settling over you.

you heard your phone ping from your room as you went to grab a glass of water. you tried to ignore it but you found yourself running back to your phone swiping at the screen.

“so pretty”

that was all he had to say he didn’t think you were sexy or hot or fuckable? you groaned, almost annoyed at his innocent response. but you weren’t backing down determined to spend the weekend fucking his brains out. you scrolled through the photos selecting one with your hand down your panties and another of you bent over your ass out.

you sent them and didn’t feel nervous, you felt excited wanting a response before the messages could even be sent. you stared at your phone hearing the swoosh indicating a sent text. you saw dots appear at the bottom almost immediately making you perk up.

“what the fuck”

you grinned. ‘got him.’ you thought to yourself. but he didn’t respond again, in fact, he didn’t say anything for almost 30 minutes and it made you pout into your pillow. you didn’t hear your door open or him drop his bags on the couch or even his footsteps against the hardwood floor.

“you think you’re cute.” you jump, rolling over to see jisung standing at your door, hands on his hips. you hadn’t expected him until this evening but here he was standing in front of you in a suit his tie loosened and hair tousled from his fingers.

“i asked you a question.”

“sorry, i.”

“what are you sorry about? you were pretty bold earlier.” he stalks towards you like a predator.

“i just wanted to show you my new lingerie.” you smiled up at him innocently, fingers playing with the fabric. he tutted, long legs finally meeting the edge of your bed towering over you.

“you sent me pictures of you naked while i was in a work meeting,” he groaned, tough resolve being pushed aside as he leaned over you. you just giggled reaching your hands up to comb through his hair.

“but you liked them, right?”

“of course i fucking liked them.” he groaned into your chest nose pressing into your collarbone. “you’re so hot. it was so embarrassing i literally choked.” his hands slid beneath the babydoll kneading your skin, cold hands making you shiver.

“aww was my baby embarrassed?” you coo at him.

“shut up,” he whispers, nuzzling his head into you. “i got hard and told my boss i wasn’t feeling good. you’re so mean.”

“what are you gonna do about it?”

“we have all weekend right?” he asked looking up at you.

© tddyhyck

[aubrieluvsher]

╰┈➤artsy - e.w

note - hey! This is more of a blurb and a random thought I had so I decided to make a writing about it.

Synopsis - ellie draws/paints you

When Ellie has a crush on you she is OBSESSED. No questions asked. She wants to know what you do in your free time, what you like, your favorite food, your least favorite food, EVERYTHING. And the only way she can cope her Obsession for you is draw/paint you. A lot.

Her entire sketch book is full of you. And it’s to the point where it’s not even intentional. she’ll zone out and boom a small sketch on the top right corner of her journal just appears in 10 seconds. Sometimes she draws you with her. Or paint you wearing things she thinks you look good in. She just thinks your so beautiful when your doing nothing she can’t help it. One of her drawings was just a portrait of you smiling. It was from a memory she had when she saw you smile for the first time at her she had to draw you. She can stare at that drawing for hours on end. Sometimes she’ll get frustrated at her self for not being able to draw your face right. If the eyes look weird she gets angry at her self because your just to damn perfect to her. She needs to make sure you look perfect in the drawing. Or when she can’t get your skin color right while painting.

One time when Jesse caught her drawing you and smiling to herself she never heard the end of it. He teases her. And sometimes he uses that to get what he wants. Basically saying “I’ll tell her if you don’t get me a soda” and it always works. One because she’s embarrassed and two because she doesn’t want you to think she’s weird or think she’s stalking you.

Now if you guys start dating she loves when you watch her paint or draw you, especially since she has a nice reference to go from. She literally wants you to pose in front of her. Like you guys would literally play dress up except you’re picking the outfits because her fashion taste sucks. Sometimes she’ll want you to wear something she picks out and she shows you how to pose.

“Ok babe put this on… perfect” she says examining your still body, while slowly walking back to the canvas.

The after results of the painting and are always so perfect cuz obviously. If she didn’t make it look exactly like you then I wouldn’t be you.

[alienaiver]

Heart-shaped Narutomaki

Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader

warnings: light mentions of detoriating mental health, poor self esteem but not a main theme wordcount: 2k content: fluff, valentines day special!, sfw, gender neutral reader, poc and body type friendly reader, established relationship, soft love, affirmations, surprises, giving men flowers is important to me, no use of y/n, timeskip, pro hero shinsou, canon compliant with few canon divergences (shinsous acquired a scar that isnt canon), time to treat the male on valentine i think!, reader is bff with midoriya, COMFORT, reader is described to wear jewelry but not which kind, not beta'd

notes: hewwo! :3 another shinsou fic straight from my shinsou-obsessed brain juices. in this universe it's a rather new relationship, albeit established! reader is best friend with midoriya and who helps with the elaborate shenanigan. happy valentines day yall ily!!!!1 im smooching you and giving you a bouquet of flowers i found in the wild<!!!!3333333

You turn the corner of the hallway with a bright smile, giddiness giving way to the spring in your step. The cellophane wrapper of the bouquet in your hands make a crinkling sound as you pass it around in your arms, being as gentle as you’re able. Midoriya spots you from the end of the hall and waves excitedly before signaling with a pointer the location of your boyfriend. He’s in his office to the left, writing up a report with a false deadline. He thinks he needs to turn it in before his patrol tonight, but it’s not due until tomorrow. There’s perks to being best friends with the number one hero, after all, and you’ve been given permission to utilize them to the fullest tonight.

Shinsou has an evening patrol that he absolutely cannot dodge and the apologies he spouted a month ago when he found out still makes you ache. The date itself isn’t important to you, you’ve always thought you could celebrate any other day of the month and it’d still be as romantic. But at the same time you and the people around him have noticed the burn-out he’s close to reaching, and decided he needs to be treated.

And then the planning came into play. It helps that Shinsou works at Midoriya’s agency, giving you full opportunity to utilize aforementioned perks.

Midoriya hurries to disappear as to not seem obviously complicit as you reach the entrance and hide the flowers behind your back, leaning against the door frame in what you hope is an attractive pose. Your outfit’s inspired by his hero costume, complimenting the black and grays with purple jewelry and accessories sprinkled in.

If Shinsou notice you, no movement betrays it, face glued to the screen in front of him as he scrolls rather aggressively with the mouse in his hand. You clear your throat and wiggle the flowers to get the crinkles to catch his attention. He looks up unhurried with confusion laced onto his face before he realizes who’s standing by his door. His expression immediately softens as a smile tugs at the corners of his lips.

“Hey,” he says gently, leaning back in his chair and clears his throat, “what brings you here?”

If you wanted to keep it cool, you’re unable to with how bright you’re smiling, shoulders tensed from the excitement of the surprise. You giggle as you enter his office, revealing the bouquet of flowers from behind you, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

His eyes widen for a split second before he laughs, “aw, you came with these for me?” he hurries to get up and greet you, a hand to your hip and a chaste kiss to your lips, “lemme go see if there’s a vase in the kitchen.”

He accepts the bouquet from your hands with the utmost care, eyes twinkling in a way you hadn’t expected. He looks like a child on Christmas Eve who sees Santa Claus putting presents under the tree. The magic seems to be shining through his every being.

As he exits the office you take stock of the surroundings; it’s usually abundantly clear how he’s doing based on the tidiness of his work space, but there’s no glaring pointers when you look around. You circle the desk to see the picture he has of you framed; a candid shot taking at Eri’s 18th birthday party and next to it the picture of him and his dads from his U.A. graduation.

You smile as your fingers trace absentmindedly over the desk, hoisting up the bag on your shoulders. He comes back with a laugh, “there was a vase that fits the color scheme of his bouquet perfectly, isn’t that amazing, babe?”

You pretend to be surprised and not reveal to him the part about Midoriya planting it in the office kitchen specifically for Shinsou to find it after your arrival, “what? No way!” you smile, watching him put it gently at the desk, sighing out almost wistfully.

“It’s the first time I’ve gotten flowers.”

You circle the desk again to reach him and wrap your arms around his neck to give him a kiss on the cheek before he turns his face to get one on the lips. It feels meaningful and deep. After you pull away, you see that his eyes are still closed, chasing the feeling. You smile and whisper again, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

Shinsou leans his forehead against yours and smiles, huffs out a small laugh, “thank you.”

You let the moment linger, basking in this point in time of being with him, feeling his warmth on your waist where he’s holding you, listening to his breathing. When he pulls away slowly to, presumably and regrettably, kick you out you hurry to interrupt him with a playful pat to his shoulders, “I brought you a change of clothes. The reservation’s in 15 minutes so you better hurry.”

Shinsou’s brow raises at you and he shakes his head, “can’t, babe. I know my patrol’s not for another hour but I have a report to finish.”

You smile,”your patrol’s not for another two hours. Starting when you sit your ass down at the restaurant. That’s a bargain I made,” you wink and hand him the bag of clothes. Puzzled but complying, Shinsou takes the bag and looks into it. The dress shirt he once confessed he feels the most handsome in is there, folded and pressed, together with his favorite pair of ripped, black jeans. He looks up at you with wide eyes and the excitement you’re exuding is warming him from the deepest part. With a disbelieving laugh he pushes the bag back towards you, “still have that report, though.”

You sigh theatrically with your shoulders poised before you push the bag against him again, the game of reverse tug a little fun. Your hands travel over his arms back to his shoulders, “you know I love your work ethic,” you catch his eyes, “but trust me when I say I have this planned out, okay?”

You peck him on the lips and let your arms fall back to your sides, “this is the thing I’ve been planning for weeks,” you wink and Shinsou laughs. It’s more a huff of breath out of the nose, but the smile indicates that he’s finally processed what’s going on. You’ve planned a Valentine’s surprise for him.

The restaurant isn’t fancy or typical of Valentine’s. Your friends all recommended all kinds of cliche spots that would be sure to blow your boyfriend away, but you know him and his preferences. He likes when it’s personal and home-y. His obsession with having a home only started to make sense to you in the recent months of your relationship. You hadn’t known of his past or his life at the orphanages until very recently.

So you decided that this, the first place he took you on a date would be perfect. When he realizes where you’re headed, he keeps squeezing your hand in barely contained excitement and laughs bashfully whenever your eye catches his. It’s absolutely adorable and your own butterflies are soaring at the unmistakable happiness and love he emanates towards you.

When you arrive at the local ramen shop hand in hand, the local owner, an uncle type of man greets you excitedly, giving you a not-so-subtle wink as he maneuvers you to your regular seat at the back. When you’d come down a few days ago to reveal your plans to him, he’d gushed about how honored he was to host such a thing and even suggested to make you a special ramen, which only made you all the more sure that this had to be the special spot.

The owner waits on you as if you’re at a real restaurant, bringing you the chopsticks and the glasses from the counter where it’s normally a self-serve kind of function. Shinsou can barely look the man in the eye, embarrassed to be treated with such high regard at his local eatery.

You talk about his day, of the coming patrol tonight, the report he needs to finish and you tell him of the cats at home. How you made sure to feed them before leaving and how long you’ve been planning this date. He reaches for your hand as you start to tell him of the trip to the florist for purple flowers, of the chats with Midoriya on how to make this work. It’s all very relaxed and comfortable, smiles and glances exchanged between sentences.

When the food arrives, you both gasp. His more silent than yours but no less surprised. You know there’s a style to prepare ramen bowls, but he’s taken it to the next level. Not only has he taken his time to cut the narutomakis into small hearts, he’s also cut your nori seaweed into heart shapes too. It is so beautiful and endearing that you can’t help but bow your thanks excessively at him. He sheepishly scratches his neck as he announces how it wasn’t a big deal and that his two favorite customers only deserve the best on such a special night before he retreats to his kitchen.

After he’s gone, you fish out your phone from your bag to catch a picture. Shinsou starts pushing his bowl gently towards yours so that you can get a picture of them both but you push it back towards him to indicate you want a picture of him with the bowl. He looks at anything but you for a moment, a shy smile playing on his lips as he shakes his head, “I’d ruin the picture,” he admits sadly and you lower the phone to look at him properly. The scar that he’s attained on the left side of his face from a particularly nasty fight with a villain has yet to heal or completely disappear, and ever since then he’s been reluctant to be in pictures.

You try not to sound condescending as you coo at him, “you are the most handsome man I know. You would compliment this beautiful bowl and I promise you can check and approve the picture afterwards, okay?”

He sighs and lets his shoulders fall before he complies. You smile at him and raises the phone anew, angling the camera perfectly. The light falls on his right side, making the scar less visible in the low light of the room.

“Say cheese.”

The picture comes out absolutely wonderful and you’re unable to hold back a squeal of excitement as you grip the phone close to your chest, letting the love you have for the man in front of you rush through you. He patiently waits for you to show him the picture and when he does, your heart aches at the way he visibly relaxes, eyes softening at the way you caught him looking naturally relaxed and handsome despite how tense he felt. He nods approvingly before you both get ready to eat.

“I almost don’t wanna ruin it,” you whine and Shinsou laughs, “me too.”

Full of both the deepest broth, noodles and love, you walk back towards the agency hand in hand. The silence is comfortable between you, the hum of the town surrounding you.

Before you reach the agency, Shinsou stops in his tracks and retracts his arm, scratching his head. “I… I’m not sure how to properly thank you. I’ve never… uh, never had a proper Valentine’s date before.”

You smile mischievously as you lean in to catch his eyes, “I’m amazing, right? But really, there’s no need to thank me – seeing you enjoy the night is way more thanks.”

He rolls his eyes before he pulls you in close, “I mean it, thank you. You make me feel so many good things and I’m so terrible at voicing them. Thank you for planning this.”

You snuggle your cheek into his chest with a warm sigh, “you’re welcome. I love you.”

He kisses the crown of your head and squeezes your hip, “I love you, too. So much.”

[heejayjake]

𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒚 🔞 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆*

“Alright listen up ladies we’ll be starting the show very soon and we’ll be doing one last check on your outfits because we don’t want any wardrobe malfunctions to happen throughout this show! Good luck for tonight ladies!” The staff yell backstage as you took one last look at yourself in the mirror wearing an black ultra-thin transparent embroidered lace bra set along with some matching panties exposing your ass. You took a deep breath as you felt the adrenaline rushed through your veins. Hands trembling, cold sweat beaded out of your head, you just felt so much mixed emotions and the fact that your boyfriend Heeseung didn’t know that you’re re-participating a fucking fashion show, you just told him that you’ll be out with your friends and that’s it.

You were an ex Victoria secret’s model and when you started dating Heeseung, he told you to quit cause he doesn’t like the idea that you’re job is to cat walk on stage literally half naked in-front of god knows how many people, if Heeseung finds out about this (which he probably would) he’d slap the shit out of you. You decided to contact the company again and they immediately accepted and agreed for you to take part in this show because they miss having you as their model and all the audience will definitely be shocked by your sudden comeback.

You couldn’t handle all the abusive, manipulative, and hurtful shit you have to go through with Heeseung and you needed to get Heeseung off your mind for this night and so that is why you decided to spontaneously take part on this show.

The lights dimmed and the audience hushed in anticipation. The music began to play and the first runner up model appeared. You’re so blessed that you would be the last to walk on stage so you have time to cover up some bruises that Heeseung implanted on you with makeup.

20 minutes have passed and it was finally your turn to walk, the stylist fixing your hair and makeup for the last time and navigated you to the back of the curtain behind the stage. “Good luck y/n, you got this” the staff whispered tapping your exposed back with a gentle smile on his face. You left him a smile and took on last deep breath while one of the model did her last ending pose and walked back behind the curtains of where you’re standing.

As you walked towards the center of the stage to do your starting pose, the audience erupted with cheers, shocks, and every eye of the audience was glued to you, and as the music changed tempo, it seemed to take on a more seductive tone and the atmosphere seems to be more heated with every men attendees looking at your curves and probably eye fucking you. You walked through the stage with full confidence and with Heeseung to be nowhere found in your mind. You felt assertive empowering to show off your body in front of everyone, and to feel the admiration and adoration of the crowd. You did your last ending pose before walking backstage again and you could hear more of the crowd cheering and hyping you up. You felt proud again. You’ve always missed this feeling. You really miss this job.

The show has ended, walking behind the narrow area backstage towards your makeup room with ever staff around you praising you for stage presence and your outfit, exclaiming how much they missed you and all those. You sat down on your seat, staring at yourself with a proud smile and taking a shot of vodka. You took your phone out from your bag and checked your phone filling up with dozens of notifications and missed calls.

You scrolled through the media seeing your recent walk way pictures being fast published. 100+ messages 58 missed calls all from Heeseung. You know he’s mad but this has always been a job that you loved and you missed all the memories you’ve made with everyone here.

“Hey, y/n may I come in?”. A man’s voice coming out from your door as you took another shot and covering some exposed parts of your body a bit before opening the door. “Oh hey Jake!” You smiled happily welcoming him into your room. “I’m so glad your back y/n, and you look beautiful as ever”. Jake spoke while eyeing you from head to toe. You smiled and nod while you snaked your hands from his chest up to the back of neck. You gave him a seductive gaze from his eyes to lips as he does the same as well and quickly pulled you in for a deep kiss.

You got pushed backwards as you felt your ass hitting your desk whilst you were still making out with Jake. Your phone starts vibrating and you checked to see who it was and ofcourse it has to be Heeseung. “You’re still with that dipshit?” Jake scoffed while rolling his eyes. You smiled and said threw your phone across the room then placing you hands back on Jake’s neck. “Sorry I didn’t believe you when you said he’d make a bad boyfriend. I should have just chose you as my boyfriend, but anyways I’ve had enough with him so please make me forget about him by touching me and fucking hard Jake” you spoke sensationally and slightly moaned his name from your sentence.

Jake smirked at your comment while he unbutton an oversized white long sleeve tee, slowing exposing the black lace lingerie you wore earlier for the show. His eyes plastered to your breast and caressing the slowly and gently leaving a moan of satisfaction from you. He kissed you again, deeper this time as your tongue fighting for dominance with his and you felt your body melt into his sending you pulsing waves of pleasure through you.

You wanted him, wanted to feel him inside you. You moaned as he moved his hand between my legs, finding the source of your pleasure. His touch was gentle yet firm, and you gasped as he teased and tantalized you. You wanted more, and you begged him to fuck you on this desk. He turned you around, so you’re facing the mirror then gave you a hard spank. He unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants and boxers, stroking himself before entering you. He tore your panties apart with his fingers and you felt him immediately entering you from behind making you scream from his size.

The sensation was overwhelming, and you cried out as he kept thrusting faster each second until you’ve reached your peak. He followed soon after and pulled out painting your ass with white stripes as he collected his cum in his hands from your ass and brought it to your mouth to give you a taste.

“Fuck y/n, i’m gonna miss your pussy a lot” Jake spoke while he’s still catching his breath. You turned around and looked at him as you whispered “who says you’re not gonna fuck me again?”.

[oboy-me]

how about: masc they/them or they/he Asmodeus x he/him MC, prompt: they're going to a fancy dress or masquerade sort of place, and MC lets Asmodeus pick out what he should wear.

Absolutely! This is such a fun concept, I'm excited to see what you think of this drabble! 💖

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▸▸ You were invited to a royal ball to celebrate the students of RAD's achievements throughout the exchange program's running years, honoring everyone's teamwork towards making it as successful as it is. You chose Asmodeus to go as your +1, because you knew he was going to dress you to impress.

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You're rather thankful that you decided to let them know this plan a full day ahead of the actual event; you're almost certain they haven't shut up since the moment it left your mouth. Between their posts on Devilgram and DeviTube to just pestering their brothers — Mammon being the most frequently targeted, evidenced by how worn down he was by the end of the day — you've kept an eye on their enthusiasm and were always quick to answer their texts when they asked some random questions of you.

The shopping spree was only the beginning. They still had to dress you, and they had just about every idea under the moon for what they wanted to pick for you; the fact that you now had almost two wardrobes' worth of boxes sat next to your bed with Asmodeus rifling through it was a sure sign this was going to take a hot minute.

"Asmo?"

"Mmm? What is it, dear?" they respond, still deftly sifting through various neatly-folded trousers. "Oh, right! Would you like traditional pants or an open, flowy skirt-like bottom?"

"Did you... need to pick out so many?" you asked quietly, knowing full well the question was an absolutely futile one to pose. "And pants, I'd like to let you be the more flowy one this time," you quickly tacked on.

Asmodeus would loosen a small hum as they stood to their feet, a few pants tucked over their arm. They seemed wholly preoccupied with comparing the accent colours with a few tops and playing mix-and-match until he settled on a couple pairs.

"Mammon especially had some concerns," came your continuation, knowing by the little look in their eyes that they were still listening. "He was like, "man, Asmo's spending more than me today, what's up with that guy?" and "Hey Y/N, tell him to cool it before he regrets it!""

That earned a little laugh out of Asmodeus that he had to stifle into his arm. His expression held nothing but glee as he started to hold each little combo up to your body to picture you in each set. Sometimes he would swap a top or a set of pants on the fly to try new combos, of course.

"I think Mammon's just jealous~" the demon would reply in a cutesy little purr with a little wink thrown your way. "After all, there's this big event coming up, and who did you choose as your plus one? That's riiiiight! Hehe! ♥ I know he's been working himself up to ask you, but he should know better than to think you'll choose anyone but me."

When he had finished talking you had the mind to respond as well, but you had found that your lips were claimed rather suddenly by the demon's own. It was always like him to just sneak a kiss when your guard was down, but this time he had taken his opportunity to soothe you with one of the sweetest little tastes of his lips on yours — and you could tell he applied that flavoured lipstick he knew you loved so much. It was a dizzying taste that left you both a little lightheaded afterwards, Asmodeus letting out a breathless little giggle as he pulled away again.

"So you see why I've just gotta fuss over you, my dear? Now let's try these few outfits on! When we get your outfit situated, then we'll move on to your accessories and makeup! While we all know I'll be the most gorgeous of everyone at the ball, I want to make sure that everyone sees my nearly-equally gorgeous boyfriend at his absolute best~!"

Those cheeks of yours were lit up like wildfire at their words, their kiss; you always felt the love they poured in to you even if they tried to veil it behind their narcissism. If they did not love you as they did, they would not have spent all this time and Grimm just to doll you up for one night.

"Well now I have to; I can't afford to taint my flawless Asmodeus by showing up as anything less." You throw them a wink of your own before vanishing in to the bathroom, catching a rapid spread of crimson across their cheeks as you closed the door to change.

You'll never forget that night; you two turned just about every head in that ballroom that wasn't yours, and both of you graced the front pages of RAD's newspaper much to Diavolo's delight and Mephistopheles' chagrin.

Once again, I hope you enjoyed reading this dear anon! I did my best to represent what you asked for!

[siremasterlawrence]

Cowboy Casanova Ranch

I recently bought a farm land from subject I met online taking over the place the guy is about to leave but I chose another path for him with a smile I invite him and offer him a drink laced with a new compound chemical I invented.

Pouring it into a glass of soda just shake it up letting the chemicals combust changing into all sorts funky colors finally it returns to black settling in as if bubbles in a does frizz as I had it to him again it to him and takes a whiff.

His name is Ian, extremely handsome, and I had to have him as his lips touch the cup he gulps it up in one foul swoop draining it from the cup he covers his mouth as he makes a large burb with a resounding echo blasting in the house.

He smirks all while the light in his eyes fade in to the back his back falls back and his head drops into a deep slumber and his eyes flutter close completely sinking into To the couch his memories and thoughts begin to fade.

I happen sit next to him placing my hand on his head rubbing his head a few times I can tell that he is enjoying it with his hard cock sprung to life shooting cum everywhere as if explodes blowing up all over the room in a state of frenzy.

I slowly kiss him stretching my body outward into the sky my arms reach wrapping over him as sat on his lap and playing with his chests a bit and I kiss him even more I begin to undo his button and play with nipples for more.

I yank the cover off of the beautiful, startling gleaming full length mirror of the room in his bedroom and we head upstairs to my nee room he stood in front of the mirror spun it in to his face and I love every bit of my second.

I embrace my body on his as the body begin to relax falling back into my arms starting to rub his shoulders tightly as his head fell into my body and his musk shoots into my nose of course I kiss him.

He swoons in utter submission at my touch it is so intoxicating he can’t fight it anymore not that he even wants to try really he is all mine to control I am enjoy every minute of it obviously kissing him down by his neck even men can be seduced.

“You are my Cowboy Casanova are you not?”

“I am you Cowboy Casanova “

“You are not a simple man”

“I love to please you “

“You see this drink has settled I nicely “

“Finish the rest of your drink”

“Mmmmmm”

“Go clean it, put it away and come back “

“What are you ?”

“I am Cowboy Casanova”

“Good boi”

“Mmmmmmmm”

“Stand outside by the wall enclosing this section of the farm area.”

“Yes Master!”

“Pose and say cheese”

“You look so sexy”

“Get inside and get naked”

“Mwahahahahaha…I am about to rip you a new one.”

Part 2

Warren is his eldest son driving in his pick up truck in a grey tee shirt, slacks and a sexy black belt and heavy black boots as he is ready to work.

I can see him hop out of the truck prepped in an all out attitude of issues growing as his expression grows you can say he is clearly has an attitude problem.

I thought for a few seconds as I quickly start tapping my toe it occurs to me I get super excited and head upstairs with a few tiny surprises.

I return to the main floor where Ian is waiting for me handing him a sac of clothes I want him to put on and laugh out loud wickedly

at the hell of this.

Ian drops the bag on to the floor kneeling on his side, he unzips the bag placing the white cow boy on top of his head and switching the boots with his.

He stands up admiring his reflection in the mirror spinning his body to see the whole outfit and he looks so damn fine and I am hot staring at him.

“Warren get your ass in here”

“Dad! What do you want?”

“Don’t move”

“Fuck”

“Master Lawrence “

“Grab him and pin him down”

“With pleasure “

“Warren! Let’s connect “

“I’ll connect my fist to his face “

“I am about to kiss you “

“I am not gay “

“So! Does not matter “

“That’s it….get prepped”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm”

“Yyyyuuuummmm”

“Why can’t I….”

“Fight me”

“I am always in control “

“I own you “

“You love me”

“Surrender, succumb and love me”

“Oh God!”

“You want to say something…say it”

“Spank me daddy…Oh God”

“Hahahaha”

“Good boi”

“Shit…so hot”

Part 3

“Don’t tell me what to do…you freak”

“Freak? Bois”

“Heck yeah! “

“Yes Master”

“May we be excused for a bit?”

“To do what”

“Teach him a lesson”

“Go ahead enjoy”

“Yyyyeeeesssss”

“Nnnnnoooooo!”

“Whatever”

“I’ll submit”

“Don’t trust him”

“My son is trouble”

“Beat some sense in to him”

“Oh My God!”

“Help me”

“God! I love you “

“Are you ready to submit?”

“Ok fine!”

“Yes or no”

“Yes!”

“Kiss me”

“Slowly”

“Tenderly”

“Yes! That’s right”

“Mmmmm”

The end

[fourseasonsfigs]

Go Fighting Jun

This fig's name is 极挑俊, Jí Tiāo Jùn, which machine translates directly to extremely handsome. Which, fair!

But I think (and don't take the thoughts of a non-Chinese speaking American, this is just me hypothesizing) it's a play on the name of Go Fighting, 极限挑战, Jíxiàn Tiǎozhàn. 极挑 by itself translates to extremely challenging, with of course the Jùn for Gong Jun's first name as handsome. So maybe Extreme Challenge Jun might work too!

This extremely handsome, sparkly-eyed cutie is perfect and precious and very well protected from the sun.

That last pic by RealGe is one of my all-time favorite pictures of Junjun - just so happy and summery and utterly perfect.

The real challenge here is stopping myself from continuing to add pictures of Junjun in this outfit…

Ok just one more, I realized you don't have a full-body shot of the outfit. This is necessary for fig comparison purposes!

Thank you again, RealGe, always coming through for us. Alright, fig time.

LOOK at him! Gong Jun is so naturally sparkly eyed that it only made sense for this fig to be sparkly eyed too. His happy laughing mouth is adorable.

I actually like it when the fig makers make their pants...short pants. Especially here, it gives the fig a beachy, summery vibe.

Once again a grown woman is reduced to whispering, cute, cuuuuuute again under her breath as she reverently cradles a PVC fig in her hands.

Not much from this angle other than the cute little bits we can see of the shoes, the bag, and his chin strap.

He stands up just fine, despite the big ol' sunhat! He looks like he's leaning over to the right a bit here, but that's just the poor angle of my photography.

His little hand posture here is one of my favorites! I love it when fig Zhehan does it, and it's just as cute on Junjun.

Hmm, I just noticed the fig maker didn't make the arm sunsleeves go over his hands with the thumb loops! I'm not one to quibble (I mean, every once in a while), but I found the whole looped sleeves look exceptionally adorable on him.

Gosh his hands are cute! As are his little shoes and his blushy face and his sun hat loops AND his floppy hair!

The hand pose is super cute here. This is also a really fine view of the sunhat loop tie going around his ears and securely holding on his hat!

Speaking of the hat, here it is in all it's white and grey camo glory. I think I mentioned that Go Fighting Season 8 was directly responsible for me buying a sun hat and arm sleeves. Safety first, as we see below!

One of the options you could buy when you bought this fig was this cute little matching keychain. Here it is with the box card:

It's a bit pale and subdued because I haven't peeled the protective coating off, but little samoyed Jun looks a bit sleepy from all the sun!

The back of the card has the name of the fig, Ji Tiao Jun.

Here's a nice preview of all the figs to come in this series!

Material: PVC and a whole lot of sun protection

Fig Count: 287

Scene Count: 22

Rating: The most handsome indeed!

[link back to Master Fig Index for more posts]

[starshapedpetals]

i wish i could see this line in higher quality!! :(( the clothes look so pretty in this line too :( i may not have a lot to say about everyone but i do think everyone looks really pretty!! also bitter chocolate decoration wouldn’t stop playing in my head as i wrote this 😭

is it just me or is there a lot more of kanato’s thighs showing then usual??? his face looks so pretty here! giving him a fork was a perfect idea. it reminds me of that time in his hdb where he stabs us with a fork over french toast. I really do think giving him a fork was perfect. the design of the fork is also so pretty!! the ribbon on it too!! i really wish I could see more of kanato’s outfit 🥺

azusa & kanato are matching so much here! giving azusa a knife was even more perfect! it might just be genshin rotting the brain, but his pose reminds me of polearm users.. it’s so graceful looking! especially with that ribbon on it 💞💞💞💞💞 i’m also losing it over that beautiful long bow in the back of his neck !!!! azusa as always, is ethereal 💞💞 I really love how he looks. i also love how that top hugs his figure. it’s so pretty. & the little..cup..? latte?? hat is so cute!! i just noticed kanato is wearing one too.. they really love to match.

it’s really nice to see kou happy in a line again! also that hot pink & teal suit, idk he just pulls it off in a way i’m not sure who else could. I wasn’t the biggest fan of it at first but now i think it really fucks. he looks real pretty

is ayato a catboy here? i’m not complaining 👀 c’mere kitty kitty 🤲 what i mean is he looks really cute. i really wish i could see him in hd!!! the thing on the vest!! what is it!?! it looks like some sort of sweet with white drizzle on it! idk what it is but it works so nice with his outfit

‼️‼️ yuma has his hair in a ribbon again ‼️‼️ yuma should wear ribbons in his hair all the time actually. he looks divine here honestly. I really like his outfit!!

carla is always pretty istg. I really the his top!! right now i’m drawing a blank to the name of these types of tops, but they are so pretty !! i’m so interested in what the rest of his outfit looks like 🥲 the low quality mini full on rejets shop isn’t helping me very much

laito, subaru, reiji, & shuu look cute <33 i like subaru’s loose shirt. his face looks pretty too <3 & laito’s everything rn. i cannot express exactly what he is but he <3 i love shuu’s ruffle ascot & the decorations on his shoulder.. jacket? & there seems to be something interesting going on with his other arm but i cannot make it out from the low quality mini full body on rejet’s shop 🥲🥲🥲 & reiji’s hair looks so nice & fluffy!! he just looks so prettyy

[shariefaerie]

Ranking the doll lines I collect

I was rearranging some of my dolls last night and got to thinking about between all the lines I collect, how I rank them in order of favorites. so I decided to do that! As a disclaimer this is going to be 100% biased and completely based on my own preferences, so don't be mad if your favorite is my least (and I mean least in the relative sense, since I still like them and collect them actively)

Im not counting lines I only have 1 or 2 dolls from, so LPS Blythe and OMG Fierce won't be ranked, I'm also not going to count animal figures, so LPS and the LOL pets are out, they're just not dolls! along the same I'm also not going to count the lil' sisters, they're technically dolls sure but they're tiny and don't really have any fashion elements.

I'll also be spliting lines into separate collections based on how I view them personally, which may be quite arbitrary. for example monster high g1 and g3 will be counted separately. as well as LOL OMG and the Tweens, but I'm ranking bratz 2001 and 2010 the same.

Last note, the images I include aren't all full collections, just some highlights.

So before I get to ranking them these are the lines I'm considering:

Monster High g1

Monster High g3

Bratz

Cave Club

Rainbow High

Shadow High

Pinkie Cooper

LOL Surprise

LOL Tweens

LOL OMG

Now onto the ranking!

Coming in at number 10 is Cave Club!

I will start out by saying these dolls have my absolute FAVORITE body mold, the thick legs are everything. I love their whole concept, but the poly hair, cheap fabric fashions, and color island accessories really lessen them to me. I didn't actually intent to collect these dolls, but I found the entire first line at goodwill for 8 bucks and decided to take a chance. Overall I'm very happy I did, they have a lot of potential I wish they'd lived up to. maybe some day I'll reroot them all and give them bespoke outfits, maybe.

Number 9 is Monster High g1!

This is what I think may be controversial, but since getting into g3 and comparing them to other dolls of the same style I have, there's a lot they lack for me. I love the array of characters, the unique theme-ing, and I have a lot of appreciation for what they did for the fashion doll industry overall, but they do have a lot of classic mattel issues. For one their bodies are soooo fragile and if you have one of the coveted GoLd ElAsTiC bodies good luck getting it to hold a pose ever, at all. the later releases did fix that but even then the fashions have always been pretty cheaply made and the glue seepage issue... speaks for itself. They do have a special place in my heart, but I would burn them all in a heartbeat to save some other entries on this list...

Number 8 is LOL Surprise!

These dolls are fully plastic, 90% of the time are Surprise packaged (who would have guessed????) and their articulation is bad, yes I know they're tiny, I don't expect knees elbows wrists from them, but they literally, cannot, sit. Those are my only complaints! I love their adorable little styles, they're just so darling to me! their little color change and water features I think also help make up for some of their faults as well, not because I use them at all, but I really appreciate the thought that went into the designs and the secret designs that appear with color change. it adds a lot to the play value. and part of what I appreciate about doll lines is how much they consider the play value to their main demographic, kids. (looking at you, Barbara color reveal)

Number 7 is Pinkie Cooper!

Oh Pinkie, you flew too close to the sun, the world just wasn't ready for you. They're so darling, the body blushing is such a lovely touch, but their fashions just never really landed for me, they were quite floofy. They would make an amazing come back, I think the world is ready now, bring me the dog dolls.

Number 6 is our queen Rainbow High!

Whaaaat??? I'm also surprised to see them so far down the list, but despite their amazing articulation, attention to details, fashions, and GORGEOUS INSET EYES, I think im just a bit tired of the monochrome look, purple hair... purple dress.... ground breaking.

Number 5, middle of the list! It's LOL Tweens.

At this point going forward the margin of favoritism between lines is VERY thin. i absolutely love the tweens, their styles are amazing, the quality is top tier. they're almost perfect, but they are quite a bit smaller than other dolls, so sharing their clothes is hard!

Number 4 is Monster High g3

The Monster High team took all the g1 issues into account when designing these, and came out with some fantastic dolls. Their bodies are more substantial than the g1s, the body diversity is better too, though I wish Draculaura was actually plus sized, since people decided to be mad about her anyways. Now I specifically said the Monster High team learned from g1, not Mattel, as they unfortunately suffer from some pretty bad mattel-isms. Several characters have poly hair and their fabric quality is still noticeably cheap, I also have opinions on g3 clawdeen, but I'll get into those later at some point, and no it's not about how she's "not a Fierce lesbian" anymore before anyone gets it twisted. (ok ill get into it now, it's gross they gave her poly hair and I think her design got focus grouped waaaaaayyyyy too much and she's not got much of a personality in her design anymore. shes very cute! I just wish they'd committed better.)

Oh also these are the dolls I'd burn g1 for, sorry but g3 does have my heart.

Number 3! LOL OMG

what can I say about these gorgeous ladies that hasn't been said? the fashions are top notch, they commit SO HARD to every theme, and they consistently make stunning, gorgeous, amazing women, no notes. Okay 1 note, miss direct was... a choice. if they had better knee articulation they'd probably be even higher, but their click knees are a bit of a joke.

NUMBER 2 electric boogaloo SHADOW HIGH!

Now these are everything Rainbow High is on its best day AND MORE, it's hard to put into words how much I love these ladies. the faces, fashions, EVERYTHING. They've has 0 flops, 0 misses, and they just keep getting better and better. in fact there was only one thing keeping them from number 1, and of course that thing is....

NOSTALGIA!

Meaning my number 1 is of course the BRATZ!!!

OOOOOH, BRATZ! listen nobody has ever done it like they do, they ran barbie over in the FM cruiser and walked so monster high could run (who then in turn was overtaken by shadow high, nature is beautiful) The fashions, faces, shit ton of characters, and my mom not letting me have them making them the forbidden desire I held for so long, makes them my number 1 doll line. If I could only collect one line it would be them. Sure their articulation is terrible, and none of their rebrand were particularly successful, but they are and will always be everything to me.

wow, that's a lot of words! if you made it through this post. thanks for reading, id love to see anyone else's collection rankings, how do you feel about mine? Do you agree? Do you disagree? Do you feel burning rage at me for where I put your favorite line? Let me know, or don't, I'm fragile.

[evanshacker]

loverboy

part 2, 3

vinnie hacker x fem!actress!singer

warnings: cursing, underage drinking

summary: singer and actress y/n goes to a hype house party where she meets her loverboy

a/n: hi everyone! this is my first written imagine ever shared! I always wanted to write an imagine and I finally did! I hope you will like this, I kind of want to make more parts for this story but I don't know if anyone will read it. also I have been using Tumblr for 5 years now and I still don't know how it works. English is not my first language so sorry if it is shitty. help is always welcome! :)

enjoy! x

I recommend listening to these songs while reading:

the weekend by sza

gasoline by the weeknd

'I can't believe that the album is finished! you did it y/n!' your best friend larray said. 'I know omg! we have to celebrate!' you said while falling on your bed. 'well the hype house is having a party tonight we should definitely go girl!' nikita said walking in to your room. you immediately start doubting. larray, nikita and you have been best friends for a year now. they talked a lot about their friends in the hype house and you have met some of them a few times. but it was not that you had anyone you really knew at the party except larray and nikita.

'i don't really know' nikita groans. 'come on y/n! you're y/n!! everybody loves you.' you chuckle at nikita's remark. 'don't act shy, bitch, you're the most social person I know,' larray said. 'everyone from the hype house loves you y/n, they always ask when you will visit.'

'ok, we're going tonight.' you said with a big smile on your face.

you became famous for singing. your first song was the weekend. you wrote it because you were the other girl and you had a weak spot for this guy with his smooth talks, pretty face and insanely hot body. eventually he chose his girlfriend. what a surprise right? such a loss for him tho because your song was nummer one in the charts in one week after release. the actual plan was to become a pediatric surgeon but here you are a singer and actress.

after the weekend blow up, you got known real quick. you also loved acting and started playing small roles in movies. until you were asked if you wanted to play Elle in the kissing booth.

after that dick of a guy that broke your heart your life got better and better. thanks universe and thank you rick for breaking my heart.

'we look so hot!' you scream to larray and nikita. you wore a black pantalon with a black lace corset and some basic black heels. you looked hot. this outfit was made for you and your body. 'I know right?' nikita said checking herself out and making selfies. 'we should definitely make a pic to post on instagram.' you suggest. 'say less.' the three of you stand in front of a big mirror and pose for the pic. 'amazing, lets go!' larray screams and you three leave the house.

the moment you walked in the house you smelled alcohol. good. you were getting drunk tonight. after all, you just finished recording a whole album. and for that album to be finally finished you had to work two fucking hard years. so yeah you deserved to be drunk.

you look at your phone

4 new messages

mark manager: have fun tonight love

mark manager: you deserve it

mark manager: but don't do anything stupid I know you

mark manager: I mean it y/n

y/n: tonight mark, I will get fucking drunk

y/n: but.. i will behave myself bye

nikita, larray and you walked to the kitchen after greeting some people. the house was really full. so much horny, drunk and high people. sad to be sober. 'lets start with some shot bitches!' nikita hands you two shots. 'two? wow we are really going for it huh?' you said as you take the shots in your hands. 'on your new album!' larray said as the three of you cheers. 'on the album!' you take the shot in your mouth. ew tequila. this is not going to end well. you take the next shot. nikita gives you another shot. you drink it. did I already said that this is not going to end well?

a few shots later and you began to fell the alcohol rising to your head. lightweight. 'we should definitely go to the dance floor!' larray screams through the music. you grabbed nikita and larray their hands and pulled them out of the kitchen into the living room where a lot of people were dancing.

gasoline by The Weeknd starts playing. the perfect song to vibe on. this song made you feel like it was just your best friends and you on the dance floor. until you made eye contact with a boy. he was hot. you know he was staring at you because he looked kind of shocked when you locked eyes. he was totally checking you out. he looked familiar but you did not recognize who it was. you winked at him and put all your attention to your friends and the dancing. he started talking to his friend again but was to distracted by you. and you were distracted by him.

'i am getting another drink!' nikita screams in your ear. 'do you want another?' you look at your full cup and shake your head. 'no thanks babe.' the guy was still glancing at you. it kind of annoyed you that he did not came to talk to you. pussy. at that moment you did not know what your intention was but you walked to the guy.

he grins when you stood before him. you came close to say something in his ear. 'hi lover boy,' you took a step back and took a good look. he looked so familiar. and he smelled really good. and he was also really really hot this close. you felt really confident because you made him nervous.

'you know it is rude to stare for that long.' you looked right in his eyes. he had the most beautiful brown eyes you had ever seen. 'sorry,' he came to your ear. 'I was just amazed by your beauty.' you smiled. wow. did he really just say that. 'y/n'

'I know, I am vinnie' you looked at him surprised. vinnie. you saw and heard that name before, but you had still no idea from what. 'did we already met?' you asked him. he chuckles. 'well this is embarrassing.' and he scratches his neck.

'i made a tiktok about you and you commented.' it was vinnie hacker you knew him. of course. you did not meet him. but he is friends with nikita and larray. they tried to let you guys meet each other but vinnie and you always missed each other. when he was busy you were able to hang and the other way around. you were kind of vinnie his celebrity crush. he made a spin the bottle tiktok about you and you commented 😳ok. so yes you know who he was.

'vinnie hacker,' he looks relieved but also kind of embarrassed that you knew who he was. 'I finally get to meet you, I heard a lot about you.'

'only good things I hope.' he laughs nervously. 'are there bad things I should know about?' you asked.

'no, no bad things,' he chuckles. 'do you want to go talk somewhere less crowded than here?' you hold out your hand for him. 'lead the way loverboy.' he smiled and took your hand. leading you out of the crowded room.

nikita saw the two of you walking out of the room. happy that you finally met each other.

vinnie and you went to the backyard. he brought you to a quiet place. before the two of you realized that the party had ended it was already 5am. 5am. vinnie and you talked for hours. joking with each other but also having serious talks. about anything and everything. if it wasn't for the two of you getting sober again and getting really tired you could have sit there and talk for a lot more hours.

you and vinnie went to his room. you laying in his bed and him laying on his couch. nothing happend. nothing weird. just friends.

'goodnight y/n, I had a great night.' he said

'me too, goodnight loverboy.'

but you knew that this guy would get a special place in your heart.

a/n; I hope you liked it! should I make a part 2? I have a lot of ideas for this story. let me know :)

[astaroth1357]

I don’t know if this’ll make the cut, but brothers with an MC wearing their (the brothers) clothes, and I’m talking full ensemble not just a random jacket or accessory (you can delete if you’re not comfortable of course)

So when left with the question of whether this was a full on clothing theft or a cosplay of some kind, I'm going with theft because that's just funnier to me. Just a little MC marching around in Beel's tent of an outfit… Hilarious. 🤭

MC Steals the Brothers’ Outfits

Lucifer 

It started out like any other morning, Lucifer woke up early in bed - as he always does - but when he rolled onto his side to stir the MC, he found their side of the bed empty… 

Normally, he’d have thrown up the alarm in an instant, but his mind was still groggy as he tried to recall what happened the night before… He could have sworn the MC slept over… unless…

MC: “Good morning, love.”

Their voice was enough to get him sitting up again and he uh… well he was not prepared for what he saw. The MC was sitting with their legs crossed at his desk, attempting to imitate his “I’m-in-Complete-Control-Here” energy as much as they possibly could, but with an added detail…

They were wearing his clothes. His favorite suit to be specific which was tailored to his much bigger frame, resulting in a frankly ridiculously ill-fitting look on their smaller human body...

MC: *picks up a poisoned apple off the desk, continuing their very best Lucifer-impression*  “You should get up, love. We have an early meeting today and we can’t keep Lord Diavolo waiting.”

The MC appeared to polish the apple with his sleeve for a moment before taking a bite, looking pleased with themselves before their eyes widened in complete horror. It only took a split second for them to spit the unchewed hunk of apple into a nearby waste basket and toss the apple away in panic.

MC: “Ah FUCK!! I forgot I can’t eat these!!! SHIT!!”

Their panic only grew as Lucifer could no longer hold in his laughter, the booming volume of which is enough to wake up all his brothers throughout the House.

MC: “Lucifer, don’t just sit there laughing!! Bring me some water or something!!! LUCIFER!!!”

Mammon

Look, Mammon always gets up late so not being able to find, like, any of his normal clothes was a serious problem! He’d already dug through half his closest and still couldn’t find anything!!

He had a photoshoot that he had to get to in less than hour and he still needed to take a shower, get dressed, get his stuff together, then bolt halfway across town before-

MC: *literally kicks open his door Kuzco-style* “Yo, yo, yo!! What’s up, Mammon??”

First off, the sudden loud bang of his door hitting the wall nearly scared him out of his skin, but before he could even yell at the MC for their weird entrance his brain had to process what they were wearing….

Good news! He found his missing clothes, the MC had thrown them on while he was sleeping - sunglasses and all - and now stood before him with a toothy grin on their face.

MC: “What's the problem, Mams? Lucifer got your tongu-EEEK!”

Apparently, they weren't expecting Mammon to literally lunge at them and capture them in a tight hug, practically lifting them off their feet with a laugh.

Mammon: “What'cha think your doin', MC?? I'm gonna need those back ya know?”

MC: *laughs loud and bright, throwing their arms around his neck* “I know, I know... But I wanted to surprise you!” *stops laughing suddenly and blinks* “Huh…”

Mammon watched the MC experimentally lift his glasses off their nose then put them back down, repeating the action several times before snickering.

Mammon: *frowns* “What's so funny?”

MC: “Nothing really but… Mammon, do you wear these just to make everything look like gold?”

Mammon actually had to pause before responding, pulling the MC closer with a devilish grin.

Mammon: “Nah… I ‘cause got all the gold I need right here~”

MC: *chuckles and nuzzles his cheek* “Nice save...”

Mammon: *his cheeks flush and he frowns* “I dunno what your talkin’ about... But could ya go put on a t-shirt or somethin’? They’re paying me big for this shoot and I really gotta go!”

Leviathan 

Another convention, another cosplay far too complex to ever hope to peel out of… Though Levi would never regret wearing his five piece Lord of Shadow cosplay, it’s a heavy thing and certainly not something he can change out of in a bathroom stall…

When he finally got back to the House, he wasn’t looking to do anything but drag his tired body back to his room and change into some more manageable clothes… but… well…

When Levi opened his door, he saw the MC sitting alone at his computer desk playing a game by themselves. That was all well and good but… WHY IN DIAVOLO’S BLACK HELL ARE THEY WEARING HIS CLOTHES???

When they heard the door, the MC whipped their head back and they both stared at each other in an awkward silence… His clothes didn’t even fit them right!-or maybe they did?? His mind was panicking because they had the collar of his shirt covering their mouth and it looked so moe it was actually ridiculous!

Levi: ……….

MC: ………….

MC: …. “I can explain.”

Levi: ……. “Y-yea?”

MC: “I was having trouble on this one level and you wouldn’t pick up the phone… so I thought ‘What would Levi do?’... and it escalated…”

Levi: “You think??”

Levi felt like he could die right there, but he wasn’t entirely sure if it was from embarrassment or happiness… On the one hand, the MC was  literally trying to be him in order to get better at video games - which was flatteringly adorable… And on the other, the MC is pretty much cosplaying as him, right in front of him… and looked so damn cute doing it too… 

MC: “Is this weird…? This is weird. I’m sorry, I’ll go change-”

Levi: NO-agh! *he throws a hand over his own mouth, surprised by how loud he just shouted* … “U-uh… no it’s fine…”

MC: “Okay...?”

MC: “But could you put your phone down? I think you’ve been taking pictures for the past two minutes…”

Levi looked down at his hand and sure enough he unconsciously pulled out his phone in camera mode and has been spamming the “Capture” button long enough to have his thumb cramping...

Levi: “Oh.” *stops for a moment, then seems to second guess himself*

Levi: “Uh… just one more?”

Satan

When you share a house with Mammon, you grow accustomed to not being able to find things from time to time, but an entire outfit?? 

When he woke up one morning to find that he couldn't find any of his normal clothes, he blamed Mammon right off the bat… 

I guess in hindsight, what would Mammon want with his jacket? But anger doesn't always jump to the most rational conclusion, you know?

After searching for "long enough," Satan stormed out of his bedroom on a warpath. He didn't stop his march until he was banging on Mammon’s door with a closed fist!

Satan: “Mammon!! What did you do with my clothes you useless, money-grubbing asshole!?”

When he didn’t get a reply, likely because Mammon was hiding in his closet or something, he was about to kick the door in when he felt a tap on his shoulder...

When he turned his head, much to his surprise, he found his missing clothes!... They were on the MC - right down to the single sleeve - and the MC met his eyes with a mischievous grin…

They had a book in their hands he recalled seeing once at the library: "101 Ways to Prank Your Partner," open like they'd been reading down the hallway.

MC: … Page 47.

They winked at him before bolting back down the hallway in a fit of giggles and oooh, it was on now.

Satan spent the morning chasing the MC through the House, both laughing and dashing around in reckless abandon. He really needed his clothes back and he wouldn’t mind an extra hour or two with the MC when he got them… 😏

Asmodeus 

Asmo isn’t exactly a morning person… Though he forces himself awake so he can perform his wake-up routine, by the time he comes to the table it’s a hit-or-miss on how irritable he’s going to be...

Of course, his favorite outfit suddenly disappearing from his massive closet did not help his mood in the slightest!

Who would take his clothes?? Well, that’s not even a question - surely plenty of his devoted, adoring stans would kill to even have his scarf, so maybe the better question was, “How??” Lucifer keeps all the doors and windows magically sealed at night! (He would know, having been locked out on numerous occasions)

Asmo was tearing through his closet, wracking his brain for any place he might have left his beloved outfit, before he heard someone clear their throat by his bedroom door.

What greeted him was a lovely look at the MC wearing the missing clothing in question, even with all the grace and style he would himself!

Asmo: *jaw-drops* “MC???”

MC: *smirks at his delight and winks at him* “Looking for something?”

They strutted into the room with the confidence of a mock fashion model and took a silly vogue pose in front of the closet, barely holding in a fit of laughter from their actions.

MC: “… Or just at me?”

Asmo, of course, snatched them right up in his arms with a delighted squeal.

Asmo: “Oh. My. Diavolo!! MC, you look just gorgeous!!!- Because you look like me, of course.” 🤭

MC: *laughs and cups his cheeks to pull him closer* “Who wouldn't want to be you, Asmo?”

Asmo: “So true… But you’re already perfect, my love~” 😘

And he went on to prove that to them all morning long...

Beelzebub 

Beel didn't even get the chance to notice his clothes were missing. He had a tournament the night before and was sleeping even harder than Belphie that morning...

What woke him up was the smell of food: scrambled shadowhawk eggs, hellboar bacon, pancakes with nightshade syrup…. 

Beel's stomach had him sitting up long before his eyes ever opened, drawn in by his nose alone.

MC: “Beeeeel. Wake up!”

Beel's eyes dragged open at their request and what he found had his mouth watering... The MC had brought him a dining cart with a complete breakfast spread, brimming with portions only Beel could ever finish, but for once he wasn’t looking at the food.

The MC, for whatever reason, had decided to put on his clothes… And keep in mind that Beel's built like an ox compared to almost anybody. They were absolutely swimming under all that fabric (thank the Devil for his suspenders…) 

MC: “Congratulations!!!”

They throw their arms up excitedly, making the unzipped jacket balloon out like a parachute behind them… It's a remarkably cute image.

Beel: *blinks* “Oh.” *he gets a little pink, still very confused* “What did I do exactly…?”

MC: “You won the championship last night, remember? Or did you forget already??”

The MC takes a step to the side and begins pointing at the plates on the cart.

MC: “I thought we'd celebrate with some breakfast! I brought you eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast, cereal-”

As they continued their list, Beel's hand naturally reached out towards the cart eagerly, before something finally clicked in his head. WHY were they wearing his clothes??

Beel: “Wait. MC, why are you wearing-...?”

MC *holds their hand up* “Hold on!”

MC: “-oatmeal, muffins, banana bread, annnd…” *they get onto the bed and plop down onto his lap with a grin*

MC: “Me! Congratulations, Beel!!”

They lean up to peck his cheek while his arms automatically wind around their waist. The combination of their scents already bringing out a different sort of hunger in him…

Let’s say if this is his reward, he'll never lose a game again. 😏

Belphegor 

Belphie was in the middle of his afterschool nap in the library. The day was exhausting, so he didn’t even bother changing uniforms… The couches there were comfortable and the space was quiet, really nothing should have woken him up...

But somehow, for whatever reason, something did. A tug… Something was chasing away his dreams by tugging on the cow pillow in his arms.

MC: “Beeelllppphie….”

The tugging did not cease and he half growled in response, still keeping his eyes firmly closed.

Belphie: “What now...?”

MC: “I need this…” *they tug on the corner of the pillow a little harder* “Can you let go please…?”

What kind of question is that?? No one takes away his favorite pillow!

Belphie: *hugs the pillow tighter* “Go away, I'm trying to nap…”

MC: “Noooo please…! I need it for something right now…!!”

They started really pulling on his pillow now and he only held on tighter in annoyance. Since they wouldn’t leave him alone, he finally opened his eyes.

Belphie: “MC! Why are… you..?”

His voice trailed off as he finally saw the MC standing there in his usual outfit. His cardigan was so long over their arms that they had to grasp his pillow through its sleeves...

While his drowsy mind tried to catch up, the MC snatched the pillow from his grasp with one swift yank.

MC: *grins* “Mine now!”

They turned to bolt out of the library, but Belphie snatched them by the waist and dragged them back to the couch with him.

Belphie: “Fine, but then I get a new pillow.” 😏

The MC yelped as he flopped on top of them, pulling them close like a body pillow and resting his head into the crook of their neck to enjoy the soothing smell of their scent mixed with his.

MC: “W-wait Belphie…!” *tries to wiggle out from under his surprisingly heavy deadweight* “I was just playing around…! Please don't fall asleep on me!!”

Belphie: *yawns and settles in, already drifting off* “Too late… G'night, MC…”

MC: “Belphie!!!” 😫

They could complain all they liked, he wasn’t going to let them go for a few hours. Cute or not, MC, nobody takes his pillow!

[chippedaxe]

𝑨 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌

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Title: 𝑨 𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌

Warning(s): NSFW, not sure what other warnings ?? Pet names used, unedited (as always)

Pronouns : they/them, non specified genitalia (Or at least I tried to keep it vague)

Synopsis: What was a seemingly harmless prank turns out to cause a helluva lot of chaos.

Pairing: c!Sapnap X gn reader (Sub reader btw)

Word count: 2k

Note: simping for Sapnap hours <3 No one requested it but I suddenly got this idea and was like 'I have to write it, it's what the people would want' and I also wrote it bc Sapnap has no full fics in my masterlist yet <3

* lemme know if I've missed any warnings/tags or if you see a mistake in this fic that I can quickly change (I didn't rlly proof read, I just sorta scanned over it with my eyes)

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2nd POV

You walked to the bathroom after a long day. You were held back a few hours to work overtime without warning and you’re pretty sure that you won’t be getting paid extra, you weren’t in the mood and just needed to relax with a nice shower.

You entered your bathroom and closed the door, you assumed by default that Sapnap wouldn’t bother you since he’s normally such a good roommate and he hadn’t bothered you in the bathroom before! You stripped yourself of your clothes and hung up your outfit that you were planning to wear when you get out of the shower.

You placed the clothes on your sink counter and then approached the shower, your feet were placed on the bath mat as you stood there patiently. You took a deep breath before walking in, you turned both faucets and waited for the water to warm up to a good temperature. You got underneath the water and let the shower rinse off all of the dirt and negative emotions.

You could only hear the water hitting the shower floor since most of the water plugged up your ears, you tried to wash it out but failed so you better hope that no roommate of yours comes in here and plays games while you’re basically half deaf. You grabbed the soap and lathered it in your hands, your soapy hands running over your soft skin.

You came to a pause when you thought you heard something but decided to shrug it off “what would it be anyways? It’s not like Sapnap would come in here” you thought to yourself as you continued washing up. Your hand trailed down to your nether regions and you whined a bit as you cleaned down there, you were just cleaning but your body didn’t know that and so you became a bit aroused.

You ignored the arousal and just continued to have your shower, if you were still horny later on than you’d deal with it but not now. You rinsed the soap off your body and sighed, today was a rough and tiring day but you got through it.

You turned the shower off when you were finished getting clean, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around your body. You got out onto the bathroom mat and started to dry yourself with the towel, you glanced over towards the bathroom sink and your eyes widened.

“Where the fuck did my clothes go?” You asked out loud, your eyes searching the floor just in case they may have fallen down. You groaned in annoyance and wrapped your towel around yourself securely so it wouldn’t fall and then you stomped out to your bedroom to look for the little thief.

You had a look through your drawers to quickly get dressed and confront the troublemaker but it seemed as all your clothes had mysteriously disappeared. You pulled out all the drawers and you searched all the shelves, even your closet was completely empty apart from some scattered shoes.

You whined angrily and then stomped downstairs, your feet dragging along the floor “Sapnap!” You called out to him and he came to your call “what’s up? Like the new look!” Sapnap looked up and down at your towel covered body “Oh hush up! Where’s my clothes? I know you had something to do with their disappearance!” You accused.

“What? Me? What makes you think that?!” Sapnap gasped “they couldn’t have just grown legs and ran away!” You put your hands on your hips “psh, you got me! It’s just a harmless prank..” Sapnap put his hands up in defeat “Good- great, now give them back please!” You held your hand out expectedly.

“Why? I’m liking this outfit you’ve got on right now..” Sapnap teased “oh please, do not start with the flirting again” you rolled your eyes “I can’t give your clothes back right now but feel free to borrow some of mine!” Sapnap smiled “Huh?? Why can’t you give them back?” You exclaimed “if I told you than it’d ruin the whole prank! Just borrow some of my clothes” Sapnap invited you to his wardrobe.

You pouted and entered his room, roaming his closet and just mindlessly picking some of his clothes. “What am I meant to do about my underwear? Can you at least give that back?” You asked “you don’t need underwear, if you do then just borrow some of mine” Sapnap shrugged it off. You wanted to argue with him but found that he had already turned his back to you and left.

You changed into his clothes, his baggy shirt and pants made your body look more boxed up. You tugged at the fabric and it started to cling to your body more “stupid electricity-“ you tried to get it to move away from your curves but it stayed stuck to you.

You walked out into the living room and crossed your arms “When am I supposed to be ‘getting pranked’?” You sighed “oh fuck, you’re looking hella good in my clothes, maybe I’m doin you a favor” Sapnap licked his lips quickly. You scoffed and flicked his forehead “I look good in my own clothes too, you know??” You huffed “I personally think you’d look way better without any clothes, you looked amazing in that towel earlier” Sapnap wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“You’re disgusting!” You laughed at his little flirting attempts “you know you love it, baby!” Sapnap winked “oh I do” you decided to tease back which made the tip of his ears turn slightly red “oh you do? That really warms my heart, c’mere and show me some love!” Sapnap held his arms out to you but you only pushed him away.

“Your offer is very kind but I must decline, I don’t show love to people who steal my clothes!” You told him. Sapnap lowered his head and frowned “What’re you so upset for? I was gonna get you out of your clothes anyways” he jokes around “oh be quiet!” You slap his arm playfully.

He gasps and exclaims dramatically “OUCH! I can’t believe you’ve striked me! All I did was love you and this is how you repay me??” He falls to the ground slowly and fakes his own death “may I have one final request?” He whispered and You leaned down “maybe one..” you decided to play along “can a dying man please have one final kiss?” Sapnap closed his eyes.

You decided ‘fuck it’ and leaned in, your lips pressing against his. He caressed your cheek and deepened the kiss but you were quick to pull away “hey, I don’t go making out with thieves” you smirked “Oh? Maybe you can make this ol’ criminal a good guy again, what’dya think?” Sapnap wrapped an arm around your waist.

You looked up at him and smiled “oh of course, is this thief gonna return my clothes?” You asked “only if you return mine..” Sapnap whispered and started to slowly tug at your collar “hm.. I think we have a deal” you slipped your shirt off and stood there with a bare chest “you look good, baby” Sapnap blew a kiss at you.

You slipped the rest of your clothes off and kicked them away, you were completely naked now “Shit- I can’t believe you were hiding all this from me..” Sapnap came up to you and ran his hands down your sides “my eyes are up here, play boy” you grinned. Sapnap’s eyes snapped from your body up to meet your gaze.

You leaned in and kissed him again, your mouth parting to allow his tongue entrance. You wrapped your arms around his neck and panted slightly as you two were now having a heated make out session. You pulled away for air and gulped down your spit “Sapnap..” you breathed out “yes, Y/n?” He smirked.

“Take your clothes off, it’s unfair” you complained and started to pull at his clothes “calm down. I’ll take my clothes off whenever you ask, baby” Sapnap stripped himself hastily and then posed for you, your eyes narrowed as you stared at him “checking me out?” Sapnap laughed.

Your eyes couldn’t help but be attracted to the large thing hanging between his legs, his cock was huge and throbbing “oh fuck..” you muttered “what was that?” Sapnap got closer “your cock is humongous!” You shouted “haven’t I told you that before?” Sapnap kissed your neck gently as you two were speaking and taking in each other’s beautiful bodies.

His hands rubbed at your hips gently “I’ve been waiting so long for you, Y/n.. I’ve had this crazy attraction to you ever since we met, you were the only one that ever joked back with me..” Sapnap confessed “I always had a soft spot for your stupid jokes..” you whispered softly, “I KNEW IT!” Sapnap hugged you and started to pepper kisses all over your face excitedly.

“Does this mean we’re dating??” You questioned “no it means we’re mortal enemies, of course we’re dating!!” Sapnap joked around “oh wow..” you blushed softly before realizing that you two were in the middle of having sex “oh um..” your face was red.

“Do you need me to stretch you out, do a little foreplay?” Sapnap’s hands caressed your torso, his mouth leaving soft kisses on your neck which left tiny purple marks “ah.. No, I just need your cock now..” you were ready for him! Sapnap guided you to his bed and laid you down onto your back, he then crawled on top of you and smiled.

Sapnap positioned his huge throbbing cock with your tiny hole, you gasped and threw your head back when he started to slide into your slowly “does this hurt?” Sapnap asked when he saw your facial expressions “n-no! It feels so good..” you cooed.

Sapnap gripped onto your hips and started to thrust inside of you, his cock was overwhelmed by the feeling of your tight warm squishy insides. Your legs were quivering and your hands were covering your mouth, you felt embarrassed to have such loud lewd sounds spewing out of your mouth like this but it was hard to control.

Sapnap thrusted harder and faster which made you yelp, tears pricked at your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure that you were getting from his cock stretching your insides “Fuck! Gonna cum-“ you scratch his back, leaving light claw marks on his skin. Sapnap continued to fuck into you roughly “cum for me, baby..” he encouraged.

You went over the edge and came hard, your juices running down your thighs. Your head was thrown back and your eyes were rolling into the back of your head, your back arched and your legs were shaking uncontrollably from the stimulation “FUCK! I love you!-“ you then panted and whined as you tried to catch your breath after just having the best orgasm of your life.

Sapnap came shortly after, his cum leaking out of your hole and down your thighs “shit, sorry about the mess-“ you shut him up with a kiss “clean the mess. Return my clothes. Cuddle me.” You instructed as you tiredly laid down on the bed “will do! I love you too, Y/n” he gave your forehead a kiss before going to clean everything up.

[acherrytart]

A picture perfect moment GN reader! X Cater.D

Hi!! This is my first story I’m posting as well I wrote this half asleep but I like it enough to want to post it!

Tags: GN reader! Kissing, fluff, that’s about it!

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It was nice day out during the weekend no classes no work nothing that you need to do besides of course getting ready for your date.

“Hench-Human where are you going?” Grim whined jumping up upon the rickety old bed creaking with every movement grim made,you know the bed you’ve asked crowley to replace multiple times like the rest of dinky furniture in your ramshackle dorm.

“I’ve already told you grim many times before I have a date with Cater.” You sighed looking at yourself in the mirror fiddling with the hem of you outfit. You wanted to make sure you looked nice for this always being a slight nervous for every date he said this would be special in the text he sent to you, Hell you didn’t even know where it was at.

*ding* it was a text for cater. “Hey you coming?”

You chuckled seeing the text a small smile appearing on your face just by him texting you. “I’m on my way Cater Patience is a virtue.” You sent back before nodding determined that you look good.

“Bye grim I’ll see you later.” You said before rushing out running into the room of mirrors into heartsybul softly humming as he recognized the chaotic yet organized place of the dorm walking through the path it being lined with rose bushes.

“Hey hey it’s cay-cay!” Cater said coming out from the one of the gardens slightly scaring you.

“Oh hello cater you ready?” You asked turning to face him with a kind smile on his face before hearing a click.

“Just a Minute love I need to take some pictures of your outfit you look so cute!” He gave a happy smile as he started to take many pictures giggling on how cute you look.

All you could do was laugh and giggle playing with your hands as your face heated up in embarrassment not really knowing what to do you weren’t the type to pose and take pictures often however you gotten a bit more use to it with cater as your boyfriend.

“There we go! You look adorable.” Cater nodded tucking his phone away into his pocket as he came over kissing your temple. “How was your morning?” He asked as he took you hand in his intertwining your two fingers together as he started to lead you away into the rose garden the click and clacks of your two pairs of shoes suddenly turning into a soft crunch of the leaves and the grass along with a few rose petals the have fallen off.

“It was good I was mostly getting ready.” You nodded answering his question as the two of you started to enter the maze sighing as you frequently get lost in this place therefore you rarely go in it.

“Ah well the time definitely paid off.” Cater chuckled squeezing your hand swinging your arms back and forth slightly as you two walked.

A small conversation started up talking about classes clubs…grim- and various other things of course when you two finally exited the maze your eyes landing on a flower garden with a blanket and a picnic basket nice and laid out; your eyes widened as the side of your mouths quirked up in a smile.

“Cater this for us?” You asked just to be sure as cater giggled at your question like it was silly probably because it was silly.

“Of course it is!” He beamed leading you to the blanket sitting down bringing you down with him before letting go of your hand so he could rummage around the Picnic basket laying everything out like the pb&j sandwiches as well as some soda, and of course plates silverware and napkins plus cups.

“Cater this is so sweet!” You smiled as the two of you enjoyed your date eating the sandwiches talking together as well as him snapping a few pictures of you.

By the end of it you helped him pack up making sure everything was nice and neat. “Oh cater! How about we take some full body pictures for your magicam!” You beamed with a smile.

Cater eyes lit up before nodding happily. “Of course! That’s such a good idea!” He said while whipping out his phone quickly setting up against the picnic basket setting it on the video mode so he could just take some screen shots of the cute moments later. “There!” He hummed as you took ahold of his arms dragging him out further where the camera could see you both properly.

You two posed for some cute video mainly you guys hugging, there we also cute poses that cater saw on magic cam that he had to pose you for and help so he could get the cute shot. After a couple of minutes you two were back at hugging each other cupping each other’s faces before your eyes flickered down at Carter’s lips that were formed in a smile at the moment you wanted nothing more than to kiss him this would be your first kiss would cater even be happy about this, would he push you a way? Many thoughts and questions ran through your head as you started to stare off into space a ball of nerves building in your stomach like a batch of butterflies were released.

“Honey are you okay?” Cater asked snapping you out of your thoughts looking a bit worried but giggling as his hand on the small of your back rubbed circles into you with his thumb.

“Cater can I kiss you?” You muttered loud enough for him to hear you as your eyes met his though you looked away quickly as you gulped the butterflies fluttering even worse you felt as you were going break like glass in-front of him as though His face was the equivalent to one pikachu meme-

Cater’s face practically blinded you from how bright his smile was. “Absolutely.” He whispered as he brought his free hand up cradling you cheek before leaning into you slowly even though you asked he wanted to give you time to decline however hearing that word of confirmation you quickly connected your two lips together cater making a surprised humming noise those butterflies in your stomach instantly turned into bright colored fireworks being set off.

You wrapped your arms around him pulling him closer as you tilted your head to deepens the kiss a tad his arms snaking around your waist.

You two parted after a small while both of you red in the face giggling. “Our first kiss…” cater muttered underneath his breath with a smile on his face he was beyond happy before slightly gasping. “I got that on camera!” He beamed pulling you to his chest hugging you tightly lifting you off the grand before spinning you around making you a tad bit dizzy.

“That’s definitely going as my Lock Screen!” He said as you giggled due to his antics.

“Send it to me later I’ll make it mine as well!” You nodded kissing his cheek with a soft hum which he huffed offended. “…what-“

“We just had our first kiss and all you give me is a cheek kiss afterwards!” He whined pouting before giggling he was just being dramatic.

“I’m gonna break up with you-“ you huffed pushing yourself off of him as cater gasped bringing you back into his chest.

“Noooo!! My little meow meow, my skrunkly! Don’t break up with me!” He cried before breaking out in laughter that you couldn’t help breaking into a fit of laughter with him both of you forgetting that the camera was still going.

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[t-lostinworlds]

Twenty-Five (Tom Holland)

a/n: well, i haven’t posted a fic in a while and i’m scared asdfghjkl. anyhow, this was a last minute idea, a.k.a was written fairly quick so bare with me for it may be shit lol. hope you guys enjoy! oh, and happy birthday to this handsome man in a turtleneck!

pairing: tom holland x female!reader trope/genre: none summary: Tom unwraps his last gift for his birthday, from you. warnings: implied smut (18+), nothing detailed, will include a glimpse of dom!tom at the end. word count: 1.6k+ (short but sweet spicy)

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It's been ten minutes since you arrived back home from Tom's birthday dinner, a simple yet eventful night with friends and family. It was a given that the birthday boy was probably tired from all the fun and rowdy activities, add that to the fact that he'd been entertaining his guests the whole evening. But, with one last gift, it was also a given that your night was far from over.

You were nervous, there was no denying that. This was the first time you'd ever bought something like this, much less, show it to someone else. Despite being together for almost two years now, you hadn't really dabbled much into showing Tom a much more alluring type of clothing. But since it was a special occasion, you found no harm in giving your man a little surprise, a gift, as you might say. So of course you were nervous since this was going to be the first time that Tom will see you in something so...lacy, dainty, and well, sexy.

After checking yourself countless times in the mirror to make sure everything was right—with a few pep talks thrown in as well—you tied up your short, red, silk robe before finally coming out of the bathroom.

You found Tom sitting on your shared bed, still sporting his outfit of the night which was his tight, black turtleneck, biceps practically begging to be free with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. It was paired with his striped pants, one that was making his thighs look even more ravishing, inviting. He was looking handsome as always. His eyes were glued to his phone, fingers typing away, probably responding to more of his endless sea of greetings.

You silently made your way in front of the bed, fingers toying with the hem of your robe from the jitters. Taking in a few steady breaths, you tilted your head and said,

"Tom, go on and unwrap your last present for tonight."

"Huh? What present—oh," Tom cut himself off, eyebrows rising once his gaze landed on you. He hurriedly put his phone away, even doing as much as putting it inside his drawer, and you could only assume he turned Do Not Disturb on as well, the eagerness written all over his face. His smirk grew wide as he stood up from his place, walking over to you with his brown orbs gradually turning a shade darker. His hands found themselves on your waist once he was in close enough proximity, squeezing it tenderly. "Is my present under that robe?" he asked, voice falling down an octave.

"Maybe," you said with a shrugged, a feign innocent smile playing on your lips.

Tom shook his head. "I think I might need to sit down for this," he chuckled deeply, settling himself on the foot of the bed, spreading his legs wide so you could stand in between.

He kept his eyes locked with yours as he twirled the tie of your robe around his fingers, smirk only growing wider once he saw you swallow the lump in your throat. With how close you were, he could probably hear how your heart was beating so loud. Tom always found pride whenever he earned any reaction from you by doing absolutely nothing yet. It was very smug of him, but Tom being confident and in control will never fail to be so damn attractive, who were you to complain?

Agonizingly slow, he undid the ribbon, eyes never leaving yours even until the fabric had loosened around your body. Then, Tom reached up, fingers slipping underneath the silk, touch unhurried as he gently pushed it off your shoulders. The smooth material slipped down your body with ease and pooled at your feet, Tom still holding your gaze but only for a moment. With a deep breath, his orbs flickered down, features befalling with awe, his jaw dropping as he cursed,

"Fuck."

It was a simple, red, 3-piece, lingerie set. The garter and lace detailing covered so little but enough to still leave something for the imagination. It was hugging your body in all the right places, accentuating your shape in the most flattering of ways. The set was practically see-through yet the fabric was still cut out in certain areas to show even more skin. There was a ribbon right on top of each bra strap and then a matching one right in the middle of the hem of your panties.

"Absolutely stunning, you are," Tom marveled, almost like a gasp, hands wandering from your shoulders, down your arms, curling around your waist before proceeding down your thighs. His touch was laced with utter worship and praise. Add that to the way he was gazing you up, your nerves were quick to be replaced with confidence. You giggled softly, cheeks flushed as Tom did nothing else but caress your flawed skin amorously, making sure that there was nothing left untouched. His eyes were roaming just the same as if he was being extra sure that he wasn't missing a single detail, both on your perfect imperfections and the lace alike.

"You like it?" you asked.

Tom scoffed, shaking his head as he looked up at you with much adoration. "Like is a massive understatement." Squeezing your waist, Tom let you go as he leaned back on his arms, now all sprawled out with a wide smirk. "Step back a little, darling, I want to see all of you," he drawled. And you did, walking back a few steps so he could get the full scope. Tom shook his head with a low groan, "Fucking gorgeous."

"Now, give me a spin."

You laughed timidly but did so anyway, nothing but hums of satisfaction and appreciation coming out of your man as you did a full 360. Once you were facing him again, you found him with his head tilted far to the side, bottom lip caught between his teeth as his eyes stayed down to which you assumed was ogling at your backside. Your assumption was swiftly proven right when Tom threw in another request.

"Turn to the side a little, sweetheart," he asked, not at all trying to be discreet as to where his eyes were glued. With the confidence brewing in you, you posed for him sideways, chin on your shoulder as you flashed him a charming smile. Tom bit back a groan, admiring you from head to toe, shaking his head and blowing out his cheeks once he did so. After a few moments, he met your gaze again with nothing but a proud and satisfied look on his face. "Difficult decision," he pondered, a soft hum with his voice all deep.

"What?" you giggled.

"I can't decide if I should rip it off of you immediately," Tom paused, tilting his head at you with a knowing grin as he continued with a guttural tone, "Or fuck you while it's still on."

You bit your bottom lip to suppress a whimper, thighs instinctively pressing together which only earned a low chuckle from you man. Yet with your newfound confidence, you took a breath, a soft sigh as you ran your hands slowly, teasingly over the lace repeatedly. Tom's eyes followed your fingers, brown orbs coated with much hunger and lust.

"Well, don't rip it yet. It's new," you hummed, pouting at him sweetly before you shrugged. Toying with the garter of your panties, you added, "Then again, you are the birthday boy, you can have your way however you may please."

Tom's eyes snapped back up to meet yours. There was a flicker in his orbs, like a switch, and that was when you knew he caught on that your words meant more than just the lingerie.

"The latter then," he concluded, sitting up straight before his hands patted his lap, beckoning you closer. "Come here."

You walked over to him slowly, making sure to sway your hips sensually, which made Tom shake his head at you with a low groan. Once you stood right in between his legs, you lifted a hand to grab his shoulder for support, ready to straddle his lap. That until he caught your wrist midway into the air.

Tom shook his head no, tutting with a menacing smirk. He brought your wrist to his lips, giving it sweet, chaste kisses before he slowly guided you to where exactly he wanted you. You felt your insides churn when he simply said, "On your stomach, my love."

With a sharp breath, you did as told, situating yourself on your stomach, your body sprawled right across his thick thighs. You shivered once Tom ran his fingers down your spine before tracing the fabric that hugged your body so delicately that it may have seemed like he wasn't even touching it at all. He was silent, merely admiring, and dare you say it, enjoying his view. If the certain hardness that was poking your stomach wasn't a dead giveaway, then the way he was breathing heavily, would. Yet once he spoke again, you felt your whole body fire up, every inch of your skin tingling with utter fervor and excitement.

"How old am I again, darling?"

You gulped. It was rhetorical, but an unanswered question could only do more harm than good for you.

"Twenty-five."

Tom only hummed in response. There was no use for words anyway when you felt his warm palm smooth over the supple flesh of your ass that was exactly in his line of sight, exposed for his and his sight only. Yet in contrast, the cold metal of his Rolex on your skin emitted another shiver from you, a shaky breath escaping your lips soon after.

Tom chuckled proudly at your reaction, a few seconds of silence floating over you both before a sudden, sharp smack rang in the air.

Your body jolted in utter surprise. The stinging sensation immediately covered your cheek at the harsh impact, starting from where Tom's hand once was before the heat spread to your very core as you breathlessly moaned,

"One."

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Rob Lucci, L N K D F X B P

Kalifa, X L N K D B P

NSFW CONTENT , DO NOT READ IF DISCOMFORTING

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Rob Lucci , L , N , K , D , F , X , B , P : Location, No, Kink, Dirty Secret, Favourite Position, X-ray, Body Part, Pace

Location: Lucci doesn't have anywhere specific he likes to have sex, really. But whenever you two go on missions together, he can't help but take you as his in a random alley. It's odd but Lucci loves seeing you crumble before him, trying your very best to not moan or yell as he thrusts into you. he's all about tormenting his partner sexually and having to force them to hold back truly fires up his loins. But generally, Lucci doesn't care about where you two are, as long as he can render you useless, nearly.A

No/Turn Offs: Lucci doesn't like sweet talk. Of course, he loves his partner but being all mushy and broad about it isn’t his style, both in and out of the bedroom. He’s overall very silent in the bedroom and if you prefer to talk, especially all romantic ... He won’t be too into it. 

Kink: Dare I say pet play? Lucci loves putting his partner in degrading positions, having you in a collar, splayed out naked for him. The man is one of high profile and expects to be treated like a deity 24/7, even from his beloved. Lucci just cant get enough of the combo of you in a degrading outfit, on your knees, begging like a mutt for him. He’ll be sure to repay you for your eager words.

Dirty Secret: Lucci isn’t a masochist in the slightest but when you pull at his curls? He’ll react very positively, to say the least. The rush he gets when he feels the pressure against his scalp is enough to drive him mad, his intense thrusts growing even more so, whilst Lucci plays with your body, holding no restraint.

Favourite Position: I’d say the mating press. It’s so convenient for Lucci, really. He gets to scratch and dig his nails into your thighs, all while being able to watch every slight reaction you have to his pleasurably painful touch.

X-Ray/Dick Headcanon: Lucci is big, to say the least. I’d say about ten or so inches. He isn’t too thick but he makes up for it with his incredibly long shaft. Lucci is the type to shave not just his pubes but all of his body hair. He always needs to be prim and presentable, he can’t let something as ridiculous as body hair get in the way of his handsome self. Lucci just doesn’t find body hair aesthetically pleasing, he prefers to smooth down his pale skin. Body Part: Lucci loves attacking his partners neck the most. Whether he does so with hard kisses, sharp bites or the tight grip of his hands, he’s happy to do anything to your neck. Leaving hickies and bites on such a visible area arouses Lucci like no other. He loves the thought of people knowing you’re his.

Pace: Lucci is an uncontrollable beast. His pace is never slow, never sensual or loving. When Lucci truly shows love, it’s intense and unconditional. He doesn’t know how to display his affections and does so through the harshest way possibly. He’s never ending with his pumping, truly. If you‘re with Lucci, you best have a pain tolerance or be a masochist.

Kalifa , L , N , K , D , X , B , P : Location , No, Kink, Dirty Secret , X-Ray, Body Part, Pace

Location: Kalifa loves to be intimate in the shower/bath. Not only is it the most sanitary, but it’s always warm and refreshing, unlike bed sheets, that are quick to absorb cum and sweat. And she loves using her devil fruit during sex. She’ll rub her partners hips, thighs and legs whilst she kisses you, leaving your body defenceless. Oh, it’s always such fun..

Kink: Teasing. Kalifa isn’t a sadist but she adores teasing her partner, listening to you whine and ask her ever so sweetly for release, permission to hit your climax. She finds it adorable, she loves cute things and won’t hesitate to drop you down to the cutest point of expression, desire and yearning.

No/Turn Offs: Not a big fan of edge play. Violence belongs at work, why bring work business to the bedroom? Kalifa isn’t the most affectionate but she loves her partner dearly and would rather not cause you any pain. Even if you like it, Kalifa just can’t get into it.

Dirty Secret: Kalifa loves to make homemade pornography with her partner. Of course, just for private use between the two of you. She takes a whole lot of pride into her busty and beautiful figure, and is happy to pose on camera for you. Kalifa also loves taking erotic photos of you, ones she can keep for her personal relief when she goes out on missions.

X-Ray/Body Headcanon: Kalifa is probably a DD, in cup size. She has a flat but slightly toned stomach from all of her training, as well as very strong legs. She’s perfect, teetering in between being somewhat muscular and busty. What a woman! She’s probably entirely shaved down there, not finding body hair as a whole to be very sanitary in her humble opinion. Body Part: Titties. Did you not see her fight with Nami? Kalifa loves breasts a whole lot, doesn’t matter to her if they’re large or small, she can’t help but admire a woman’s figure regardless of their body type. Kalifa also loves what comes with breasts, bras. She finds them erotic, adding spice to an already sexy feature.

Pace: I can imagine her being fast but sensual, every fast rock of her hips full of love. Kalifa doesnt ever go soft, really. She prefers to be quick, wanting to make her partner cum as quick as possible. She just loves watching you unwind, especially if you had a rather hard day at work.