#Im gonna have to find a way to pay you back hmm..

[chaosduckies]

Hey, I kinda sunk into the Restoration story because of your art block ask (I am going to draw it, dw! I'm just learning Nathan's character for now.)

Gosh is your writing so awesome!!!

Like- the fearplay, the way Nathan is basically me if I weren't having those awful "Class Clown Moments", EVERYTHING!!!

(I'm only on part 7 but oh god am I gonna bookworm the entire story and the other three oneshots)

Im so glad you like it! :D I wanted this story to be more fearplay and fluff so I guess I accomplished that!

I also have a few pictures of him somewhere if you look under his tag if that would help with the drawing. Thank you again! You of course didn’t have to draw him if you didn’t want to, but if you do thank you!

[miikapie]

"Its not gonna fit!" with Geto, Choso, Toji and Gojo! (NSFW)

Just posting this because ive been thinking about writing it for weeks. Enjoy this tiny drabble while I stress over college!

Cw:.. fem!reader x various jjk men, they're mean :(( (toji, gojo too kinda..), choso being too sweet, cunilingus (choso), bad grammar ofcourse, SEX SMASHING INTERCOURSE BABY MAKING FUCKING MAKING LOVE i hope you get the point.

/MDNI//NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

Gojo is so mean to you. If you say absolutely anything related to his size, or not being able to accommodate to his girth, hes seizing the opportunity to brag and belittle you while doing so.

"Awh baby.. it can't fit? hmm? Is my cock too big? Its okay, cutie, I know I know.. Maybe we just need to pay attention to your little clit, and we'll stretch you out too yeah? Im gonna make sure your little cunt remembers every single one of my veins no matter how long it takes to get in aallllll the way."

Geto (sighs dreamily) I LOVE THIS MAN. Totally much nicer than Gojo, but unintentionally mind-breaks you. His voice btw is so sexy can you imagine how husky it is duirng the deed??? drooling rn.

"Oh, what was that? It wont fit, hm? Thats okay, love. We'll find our way around it. Just gotta stretch you out some more so i can hit that spot you love so much, mhm? Right there isnt it? Yeah, I can tell with the way you're tightening around me. Or what about this? Maybe I'll touch your clit a little more. God... I love seeing you like this. Thats a good girl.. lay down juuust like that. You dont need to think for yourself anymore when I've got you."

Toji is SO mean, and incredibly cocky. Despite knowing damn well he's way too big to bottom out immediately in you, he takes this opportunity be snarky fun of you while destroying your insides.

" 's too big? We'll make it fit, doll. Stop moving like that, you know its just gonna hurt more. Give it a few minutes and you'll be crying like a bitch in heat. Fine. I'll be nice i guess, but im still going all the way in. 's not my fault your pussy's too damn tight. Fuck.. so good.. Yeah, see? Told you you could take it, wipe those tears 'fa me and keep your legs up here on my shoulders, yeah?"

Nanami... ah. He tries so so hard to be nice to you, by slowly bullying his way in your walls, but no matter how many times you do the deed it seems like you can never keep up with his size

"Too much, honey? Its okay, sweetheart. Look, I'll put a pillow just under your back here.. and it'll make you feel much better. Whats that? Feels nicer now? Ill take it slow as always honey, just take your deep breaths... God.. you're always so tight... It feels nice when I touch you right here doesn't it?..Feels deeper? Yes, love, thats the pillow under your back helping you relax. We're gonna have to use that trick next time wont we? Thats it, sweet thing, see? Im almost bottomed out and you haven't even noticed at all."

Choso is too much of a sensitive lover to even think about ever possibly pushing your boundaries. If he ever heard you say anything along the lines of 'too big' he'd pull out immediately and instead eat you out as an apology. (even though you've told him its just something you said in the heat of the moment) (he still leaves you shaking tho.)

[floshav]

more rodrick PLSSSSS it can be anything

omg this is my first req ever and im so excited thank you!!

you wanted more Rodrick well here's more Rodrick.

part 2 out now!!

summary: Rodricks your best friend but thats not enough for you. As much as you hate to admit, you like the boy. That's why you show up drunk and high at one of his infamous house parties after he'd ranted to you about how he was so so in love with Heather Hills.

warnings: angst, heartache, kissing, Heather Hills, pining, weed, alcohol, crying, one sided love kinda, self hate

wc: 1k+

"She was so pretty."

"Oh yea?"

"No. I dont think you understand, like the way her hair smelled when she strut past me, the smell of..... smell of something light. Fresh! Pink even."

Rodrick practically had stars in his eyes when he described how his crush was at school. You'd be ecstatic if the crush was you, but the world is cruel so here you were talking about Heather Hills for the last hour or so.

"Y'know... I heard she spat on Louise last week. Poor kid, was dosed in her icky saliva for the whole day." Y/n was selfish but she tried to paint Heather in a bad light.

"Shit i'd pay good money for her to spit on me."

Well that backfired she thought.

"Freak" Y/n lightly laughed as she fell back onto Rodricks soft bed. Chest heaving up and down whilst her mind felt clouded.

"What can I say, love makes anyone a freak."

There was that word again. Love. How could he be bloody in love with little miss Heather Hills. The queen of highschool. The perfect girl. Pretty blondie. Pretty face. Y/n quickly began to realise there were plenty of reasons for Rodrick to crush on her. Y/n was a nobody. She thought her face ugly, her style wack, her eyes too uneven. She hated, hated, hated herself and wished she looked like Heather.

"Oh. My. God. I just had the best fucking idea" Rodrick exclaimed with the dorkiest smile he could produce, each fine line below the thickness of his eyebrows seen under the dim lighting of his room.

"Hmm?" Y/n buzzed as she basked in the coolness of his sheets

"M'gonna throw a party" "Heather would definitely come, i mean its one of my parties we're talking about."

Flashbacks to Rodrick's last party hit y/n's head like a train when she remembered how chaotic and horrible the experience was. Drunk teens shouting and chugging unknown beverages, shoulders brushing against shoulders constantly as she tried to find a room she could breath in without having to see another damn couple absolutely devouring eachother. Each and every minuscule second she'd spent in that house made her want to puke. The sight that made her want to puke the most was Rodrick's clearly drunk self throwing himself onto Heather, eyes sparkly with hope whilst she just sat there smiling so sweetly it was sickening.

Quickly she was sent back to reality.

"D'you think that's a good idea?" she questioned, tired.

"Course it is! she always comes to my things"

"Kay' whatever you think is gonna earn you your little dream girl specimen."

"Trust me, this times different." That's what he always said.

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It's ok. It's ok. I-It's.... it's gonna be fine. she told herself as she admired the makeup she'd put on for tonight's occasion, she'd tried to copy one of Heathers famous looks, but quickly realised it didn't suit her skin so she stuck to her usual and hated herself for it. It was dreadfully the day of his party. The day that she'd have to witness him openly flirt with Heather just because he had an excuse to down a dozen bottles of cheap booze. She swiped a smear of lipstick that somehow ended up below her lip and sighed as she adjusted her shirt. Why do you always give in? Just confess you idiot. No! what the fuck am i thinking. she scrunched her nose and took a deep breath in, abusing her vanity with the pressure from the pads of her fingers.

She really really didn't want to go. She couldn't bare seeing Heather show up with her annoyingly perfect face, her perfect nose, her perfect hair, her stupidly sweet personality that everyone gaped over. Fuck it. She hated herself and wanted to forget that Rodrick even existed.

She found her not so hidden stash of weed she'd carelessly left under a pile of worksheets from her chemistry class, something ionic bonding. She didn't know how long it'd sat there for but it stained the ziplock bag a dull yellow. The bag was crinkled and smelled like the thought of Rodrick. Whenever she was upset or mad at Rodrick she'd smoke weed to drown the thoughts out but she slowly realised it was ruining the drug as a whole for her.

She rolled a joint in a random piece of paper she'd found thrown on her floor and lit up the end, taking a deep whiff of it, smile playing on her lips.

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"Animals.....Elephants....Tiguurrrsssss!" She slurred as she laid flat on her disheveled bed scrunching the sheets as her eyes formed stars around her ceiling. She got up abruptly, hair a mess and rubbed her eyes deepening the pressure with every second. "Rrrr... What time? Uggggh" She sighed as she reached for her phone. Her room was cloudy and smelled of green. Beside her were a few empty glasses so she took a sniff, curious. Happy juice? No, Vodka she thought. She saw the emptied out bottle of cheap convenience store alcohol by the side of her feet a long with the yellowed bag of weed which was empty. it'd been around 2 hours since she blacked out on her bed somehow thinking about how her fan looked like the shape of animals. Shit, fuck, ass, asshole! she muttered under her breath as she plopped back down.

"Why not? What's thurrr worst that could happennn?" she mumbled eyes fluttering as she picked up her bag and stumbled out her window, careful not to wake anyone. She took the route down the tree that always worked for her but in a clumsy fashion as she fumbled down the hard branches of her overgrown escape buddy. Craaack, Creeeeak. The continuous sounds made her annoyed. "Uggggfh can't everyone just shut up!!"

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There she was. Standing dumb, drunk and high in front of the booming house lit up by warm yellow light. She could already smell the familiar smell of cheap alcohol, body odour and weed. My kind of night she thought as she barely made her way to the entrance. There were already people outside partying like no tomorrow as some flipped their hair to some overplayed hip hop song that everyone knew. While some were more restricted, sipping on booze as they giggled with their friends. The true highschool experience y/n thought.

Bump.

"Hey! Watch it-"

"Y/n?"

It was someone with beautiful waves of blonde still visible from her clouded vision, pretty makeup and a perfect body. Heather.

"O-Oh hey Heather! Pretty little Heather Hills." Y/n slurred as her vision was still blurred

"Uhm... Y'alright?" She questioned looking back at her friends as if y/n was cuckoo.

"No. No. No. No! Y-you. You. You and your stupidly perfect self can go to hell!" y/n lashed out

"W-what? Y/n what the fuck is wrong with you?" Heather said clearly freaked out by the sudden aggression.

Tears started to cloud y/n's vision so she took in a deeeeep breath trying to suck in as much oxygen as she could.

"Fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! You- You're all he wants. Heather, heather, heather! My perfect little heather with her pretty little face!" Y/n cried out as her knees began to weaken. She had no sense of shame, embarrassment or anxiety. She was too blacked out for this. So blacked out she just blurted her deepest darkest thoughts.

A crowd began to form around them, some curious at the sudden shouting girl who was crumbling a part, vulnerable in front of some people she didn't even know the names of.

"W-what? What are you even saying y/n." Heather said confused and disturbed as she began to back away.

Warmth began to spread at the small of y/n's back. Rodricks hand.

"Y/n? Why the fuck are you screaming?- Y/n s-shit you're not alright." Rodrick hastily slung y/n's arm around his shoulder careful with her as if she was a piece of fine china.

"S-sorry bout' that Heaths, trust me she doesn't mean anything she's saying" Rodrick stutters clearly not drunk enough, nervous as he realises that Heather is clearly agitated.

"Y-yea. It's okay Rodrick. It's not your fault, just get her far from here kay?" Heather said with sympathy and those stupid doe eyes whilst placing a hand on his shoulder. This should've made him tremble with pleasure, but the fact that she'd talked about y/n as if she was a monster made him angry.

"Yea. Yea alright." Rodrick scoffed, lightly rolling his eyes before dragging y/n's blacked out figure up his carpeted staircase, the carpet grazing her knees creating a friction which burned satisfyingly on her kneecaps.

"Fuuuck. Fuck..." Y/n softly mumbled, head tilting to the side of his shoulder as he firmed his grip on the side of her shoulder. Shoulders.... shoulders are for friends, real girls get hands put on their waist. Not shoulders. She managed to conjure the thought in her hazed mind.

He struggled to open his door as y/n's body weight pressed into the side of him as he suddenly heard silent weeps of sorrow erupt from her lips.

He set her on the foot of his bed, careful not to drop her anywhere harsh.

"Y/n? Y/n what's wrong, you're like black out drunk." He asked now bending down with both hands on his knees.

He slowly caresses his hand over the hill of her cheekbone and shoves a fly of hair away from her puffy eyes.

"You....i... Im sick of you and- and her." She sighs as a hysterical tear falls from her eye. Her face was the saddest Rodrick had ever seen and this broke his heart.

"Me and... me and who y/n?" He said so softly as he began to crouch so so close to her, his eyes looking up into hers with genuine curiosity and care. The mention of her name fluttered her heart.

"Heather" She breathed out involuntarily sniffling.

"You don't like me talking about her?" He slowly asked as if all the dots were finally clicking together.

"That's a stupid question." He lowly chuckled as he swiped his thumb under the pad of her eyes.

"I.. I really- I really"

"You really what?" He said again so so softly

"I really like you." She blurted before she felt that familiar rush of heat rapture her face.

Rodrick's eyes glance down to her swollen lips and he feels a strong ache pill at his heart. His best friend just confessed about her underlaying fondness of him and he'd been an ass talking about Heather all the time. He imagined how bad it must've sucked all the damn time.

"I-I'm so sorry I- I always talked about her."

"No! don't fucking be sorry you idiotttt." She slurred

"You- You don't owe me anything." She smiled softly as she fluffed up his hair.

"Maybe..." This is wrong he thought

"Maybe i do owe you an apology." He said slow and steady as he glanced down to her lips and locked with it for the final time.

He slowly moved in to plant a soft kiss on her puffy lips and her eyes widened in surprise.

The kiss felt like heaven and she tasted like everything he was used to. A hint of cherry chapstick, a lot of weed and something coconut. His lips felt so soft against hers and she breathed in every second of the experience. She almost wanted to whine when he pulled away.

"I- Fuck."

Y/n's euphoric high was quickly ruined at the notice of him clearly regretting his decision.

"No- It's fine Rodrick. I get it, it was just a in the moment thing." She sighed as she put both her hands to her face rubbing her cheeks and eyes as if she was trying to rid off the pain in her heart.

"No, no, no! it's not that."

"I just..."

"Fuck it." He went in for another kiss.

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thank u for the request!! i hope this was enough to satisfy ur rodrick need lol, if u ever want a smutty end to this lmk but yarrrrr

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Can you write soft smut with Steve like morning cuddles lead into that?

Mornin', Captain!

PAIRING | Husband!Steve Rogers x Pregnant Wife!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.6K

SUMMARY | You and Steve are enjoying a comfortable Monday morning at home, spending the entire morning in each other's arms while thinking about nothing but each other and the little life growing inside you. The two of you could get used to this and are starting to plan a life with your little human inside your belly.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Established relationship [ Husband & Wife ], smut [ Slow morning sex, oral (F receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), multiple orgasms, nipple play, daddy kink, implied aftercare ].

A/N | Thank you so much for this request! I already had something similar in my drafts and decided to work them into one, I love that you gave me the push I needed to finish it!

Also, let's not think too hard about the fact that the GIF is, in fact, of Chris and not Steve. He just looked too hot not to use for this fic. 🖤

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 🩷

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Quiet Monday mornings with your husband are rare the last few months, so you are soaking in every second while you can. However, since you're currently five months pregnant, sleep is a luxury you're enjoying less of nowadays.

Because of that, you're cuddling with your heater in the form of your very own super soldier. His hand is splayed on your bare stomach as his thumb rubs softly back and forth in a soothing motion.

''I still can't believe a little human is forming inside you right now,'' Steve whispers in your ear, and you smile softly at his words.

''Well, you can trust me when I say it's true because they're constantly keeping me up or having me go to the bathroom,'' you say as you chuckle.

This afternoon is the appointment for your ultrasound to find out the gender of the baby, and you've been very excited for the last week to find out.

''Today we're gonna find out what the little human is going to be,'' you tell Steve, and he nods as he gives soft kisses on your neck and your shoulders while his hand keeps rubbing your stomach. You put your hand over his and let out a small sigh as you settle into his touches.

''C'mere hot Mama,'' Steve says, gently guiding you onto your back. This way, he can finally give you a deep, loving kiss like he's been thinking about the entire time.

''Hmm, Steve,'' you moan softly as his kisses move from your soft pink lips to your jaw, down your neck, and onto your collarbone. When his trails reach your sensitive nipples, he pays them special attention.

His mouth wraps around one of your nipples, and he starts suckling softly, earning himself high-pitched moans at how he's making you feel.

His other hand is softly kneading and ghosting over your other nipple, careful not to hurt you as he does this. His tongue lavishes over your stiffened peak as he keeps softly suckling.

When that one gets too sensitive, he moves on to the other, repeating the same actions to turn you into a moaning mess underneath him.

After that, he moves down to your stomach, one of his favorite parts of your body. His hand roams over the skin as he whispers sweet things to your baby.

Soft kisses are littered, each stretchmark getting extra attention because Steve knows how insecure you are about them.

''I'm still in awe that you're carrying our beautiful child and married someone like me. I still find it hard to believe that you would choose someone like me,'' he says as you rub your hands through his hair.

''Well, I just stuck with my gut here. It said, 'I like that one, let's trap it!' and here we are. That's all there is to it, really,'' you shrug before bursting out in laughter.

''Sometimes you're unbelievable! But I'm glad you did because I can't imagine being anywhere else than with the two of you,'' he says as he places a few more soft kisses on your stomach, laughing when the baby kicks him.

''See, even they are telling you to hurry up already! Mama needs her-'' is all you can say before the air is knocked out of your lungs by Steve attaching his lips to your sensitive, throbbing clit.

A long, broken moan leaves your lips as he works up to your orgasm, which isn't hard to do since you're always turned on beyond belief due to your pregnancy.

''S-Steve, gonna cum!'' you say as your back arches off the bed, and he keeps licking and sucking on your sensitive bud until you come undone underneath him.

He keeps working you through your orgasm, and when he's done, he can't stop praising you and telling you how beautiful you are.

''You did so well for me, Mama; you're doing so good for me. Perfect when you cum for me like that,'' he says as he rubs your stomach again.

He goes to lay on your side, and you turn your head to kiss your wonderful husband.

His hand never left your stomach, and he keeps rubbing soft circles and laughing when he feels the baby kick again. The two of you lie like that until your hand snakes between your bodies and grabs Steve's still-hard cock.

''Want to feel you stretch me out, Daddy,'' you breathe against his mouth, and he doesn't hesitate for even a second.

Soon your legs are bent upwards and leaning against his shoulders, his thick cock slowly piercing you as he's sitting on his heels, his thighs spread wide so he has the perfect angle to slide in.

''Oh, d-daddy! Stretch me out so well!'' you say, and Steve lets out a deep groan as he bottoms out. He lets you adjust to his size, and when that's done, he sets a slow, loving pace.

All he wants to do is make you fall apart over and over by making love to you, and right now's the perfect start for doing just that. Soft moans and the sound of skin on skin fill the room, but neither of you cares since you're too wrapped up in pleasure.

Steve keeps going for a while, but when he suddenly rubs your clit your orgasm washes over you with such force you squirt all over his stomach, legs, and the bed.

After the build-up and constant keeping you on edge, the release is sweet, and your back is arching off the bed as he works you through it before shooting his ropes of cum deep inside you.

When you have come down from your highs, you decide to take a bath together and relax until it is time to get ready for your ultrasound.

You're getting ready for your ultrasound and are now wearing your new pair of maternity coveralls you've wanted to wear for a while. Combined with a couple of sneakers and your hair in a ponytail, you're ready to go.

''Wow, those look amazing on you. Now you are one hot Mama!'' Steve says as you walk into the living room, where he waits for you.

''Thank you, I'm so happy I can finally wear this!'' you say as you grab your sunglasses.

Steve is decked out in sunglasses, a baseball cap, and a simple outfit not to be recognized outside. Aside from the Avengers, nobody knows you're pregnant, and you'd like to keep it that way for a while longer.

The trip to the hospital is smooth, and when it's finally time to go in, a nurse calls you in.

''Mrs. Rogers-Y/L/N?'' she says, and you get up with the help of Steve.

''Yeah, right here!'' you say, and when you're finally standing, you interlace your fingers with Steve's, who squeezes it reassuringly.

''Alright, you can lay down on the table and open your coveralls and lift your shirt,'' she says, and you happily do so. When that's done, you grab Steve's hand again, and he places a kiss on your forehead.

''Are you ready to see your baby again?'' the nurse asks after applying the gel, and you nod.

When you hear the rapid heartbeat and see the little human inside you moving, you tear up again; it is still the most beautiful thing you have ever witnessed.

''Do you want to know the gender of your baby?'' and both of you happily agree that you want to know.

''You two will be having a gorgeous baby boy!'' she says, and you can't believe it! Tears start streaming down your face in a steady stream now that you know.

The nurse prints out the ultrasound pictures, and when you're back at the Compound, you can't wait to show all the other Avengers.

''Guys, we're gonna have a baby boy!'' you say as you run into the room where they're all having lunch, and everyone cheers and congratulates the both of you.

After lunch, you pull Steve and Bucky apart to tell them something, though Steve already knows what you'll say.

''Bucky, Steve, and I have been thinking about something, and we want to run the idea past you. Well, two ideas, actually,'' you start, and he nods.

''Alright, is everything okay?'' he says, a little concerned.

''Everything is great, but we wondered if you were okay with being our son's godfather. Nat has agreed to be his godmother, and nothing would make us happier than for you to take care of him if it would ever be needed,'' you say, and he starts tearing up.

''Please tell me this isn't some joke? That you're asking me this? Because you know I would do it without a doubt in my mind, right?'' he says, and you nod with a big smile.

''We mean it, Buck. And there's one more thing we want to tell you,'' Steve starts, and Bucky looks over to his best friend.

''We were hoping to name our boy after you, so his name would be James Axyl Rogers,'' Steve says, and Bucky doesn't know what to say, so he wraps his arms around his best friend in response.

You rub Bucky's back softly as he keeps hugging his best friend, grateful for everything he's done for him up to now, and this is just the cherry on top.

''I love you both so much,'' he says as he pulls away and pulls you into the hug, so all three of you are hugging.

''We love you too, Bucky. We always have, and we will be with you until the end of the line,'' you say, earning yourself an even tighter hug.

''Guys, still pregnant!'' you say, and they release you with a laugh.

[inkiedraws]

just discovered your blog couple of days ago AND IM IN SHOOK i havent in my life seen such gut wrenchingly amazing anatomy my jaw is on the ground LIKE REALLY your doffy is my EVERYTHING DAMN idk if you shared it somewhere but can i ask you to wield us the secret knowledge of what resources you mostly used for studying anatomy?? cause im really curious your stuff is literally gold omfg

Thank you so much! There's way better anatomy artists out there but i'm happy that people like what i'm doing!

And hmm that's a question with several answers so i'm just gonna give a list on what helped me the most!

Also i'm just a hobby artist so keep that in mind when reading! I have no idea what professionals do lmao.

1: Don't be afraid to find you own way of learning! Everyone process information differently and if you feel a certain way helps you learn then use it!

2: Don't just look at people with defined muscles! Look at people with very different body shapes and sizes. Human anatomy for artists is a site i often use! (lots of tasteful nudity in the link, be aware)

3: Practice your muscle memory as much as your sight! By tracing anatomy, you'll be able to feel what is actually going on in the image!

This is a big one because i recently discovered that i'm the kind of person that learns by feeling the movement of what i'm looking at.

Now i'm able to pick up on little details that i otherwise wouldn't have seen! And i (usually) get my drawings right immediately, without needing to do this before. :)

If you ever struggle pin-pointing what is wrong with your drawing, try this out and see if it works! Hopefully you'll go "AH so that's how it's supposed to look like."

4: Look at videos and photos of people wrestling and MMA fighting (or any other marial arts. Great way of learning how physics work. And dancers too!!

5: Pay attention to how skin reacts! By that i mean do weird movements in the mirror and see how your skin moves and stretches.

6: When using a reference make sure it's right beside your canvas. Then dart your eyes quickly back and forth and see what part of your drawing looks different from what you're looking at!

7. No matter how much you think "I understand how this muscle work now" there will always be at least one photo of a person that makes you go "What??" because muscles are fucked up and can look way differently in certain angles.

8: If you can't find a good reference take a photo of yourself in the mirror. It doesn't matter if you don't look like the character you're drawing, as long as it gives you some idea how it should look, it's fine!

There's way more but these are the main things i keep in mind when drawing anatomy!

[first-edition]

Friction

Smut-mas day 10

Spence Reid x reader

sum- after seeing something on tv you want to bring it up to spencer but are too shy. 

Cw- thigh riding, dom! Spencer, sub! Reader, edging, fingering, praise kink, dirty talk.

You sit on the couch with your boyfriend Dr. Spencer Reid as Star Trek plays on the large flat screen tv. Your legs are draped over his thighs, his fingers run up and down your thighs as you sit on your phone never one for Star Trek. 

‘did you ask?!!’ 

A blaring message from Penelope pops up on your phone. 

‘….no. Im not gonna its stupid besides it was a just a movie and they over exaggerate everything.’ You reply

‘no Shut up I did it with Kevin. Lol trust me it’s amaze!!🤤’ she replies back to you.

You sigh putting your phone face down on your chest looking up at the ceiling.

“what wrong you have to go?” He asks if your work has paged you. 

“n-no…” you say still looking at the ceiling. 

“Good. Wasn’t ready for you to leave yet. He says kissing his finger tips and placing them back on your leg. You smile at the gesture. But soon the grading ding of your phone rings out. 

You look seeing Penelope’s words. 

‘ASK!’

You close your phone putting it on the floor. 

“what’s wrong?” He says reaching for the remote turning his attention to you. 

“nothings wrong, i just…yeah.” You say making spencer chuckle. 

“hmm you never do that and when you do something is wrong.” He replies. 

“profiling me now are we?” You flirt. 

“no.” He says pausing the movie. 

“I pay attention to my girlfriend and right now something is bothering her i and I wanna fix it.” He says patting your thigh. 

“I-…i can ask you it.” You say sitting up pulling your legs back bringing your knees to your chest. 

“y/n…?”he leans closer to you. “why cant you ask me?” He retorts. 

“b-because..” you say pulling your hood up trying to hide. “y/n. Dont have me make you tell me.” He says. “Because why?” 

“i-it’s something i was watching with Penelope and she was talking about how her and Kevin enjoyed it, well more so her, but the girl in the movie was enjoying it too and you know movies exaggerate…and i cant tell you bc its dirty.” You ramble.

“sexy dirty or literally mud and dirt, dirty?” He asks

“sexy dirty…” you say

he chuckles shaking his head to you. 

“Hon you know im always open to trying new things. Tell me before i find out myself.” 

You’re quiet for a second. 

“okay i’ll call Garcia.” He says 

“No no no!” You get up hurrying to him. He laughs 

“tell me.” He says 

“th-…” you mumble off quietly. 

“hm?” 

“th-thigh ridding…” you say. He chuckles.

“no…no see it is stupid your laughing.” You say covering your face with the sleeves. 

“No im not laughing. Im just surprised it took you this long. Garcia already told me you were interested.” 

“She what?” You face burns red.

He chuckles nodding. 

“come here.” He says pulling you to him as you semi straddle him. His hands rest on your hips sitting you down on his leg. 

“look at me.” He says lifting your chin. 

Your eyes still look away. This makes spencer lift his leg up slightly just enough to hit your clothed cunt. 

Your eyes meet him. 

“good girl..do you know how to grind?” He asks you shake your head no. 

“hmm well first these have to go.” He says about your shorts. Pulling down the top as you lift off him as he slips the garment off both legs leaving you in sheer panties. 

He pulls your hips closer to him and pushes your underwear to the side. Running his finger along the slit already wet from the interaction of his speaking. 

He hums in approval at your eager and nervousness. 

“youre okay.” He soothes you pressing his lips against yours before plunging his finger into you making you gasp allowing his other hand you grab the back of your head and slip his tounge into your mouth making out with you and fingering you. 

Making your squirm already he pulls back pecking your lips. 

“you want me to teach you?” He asks moving his hands to your hips. 

you nod shyly. 

“sit all the way and arch your back.” He replies pushing your hips down and back leading you as your feel your clit hit the fabric of his pants. His leg pushes up to you. 

You cover your mouth your sleeve hanging off your hand. 

“move back and forth…like this.” He guides your hips back and forth the friction making you gasp. He grabs your wrist pulling your arms around his neck letting your front rest against him allowing for a perfect angle to grind as well as your face in his nape. 

“let me hear those pretty sound, you know i hate when you dont.” He groans once again guiding you hips. Making you moan out softly. 

Continuing to help you. You want more not realizing its what you need you move more, faster harder. You hear spencer moan as your thigh hits his erection in his pants. His hands search your body under the hoodie groping your breasts squeezing you hips.

“Such a good girl, using my thigh to pleaurse you self..so good.” He groan in your ear. He lifts his thigh making your moan out as the new weight. 

“i want you to cum…i want you to cum on my thigh. And then I’ll make you cum on my tongue” he says as he squeezes your ass. 

“ngh..” you moan out hiding your face in his neck. 

“fuck yeah baby keep going use me like that.” He huffs 

Your pace picks up slightly as you reach the high your familiar with letting spencer use you. 

“s-Spence..” you gasp as he pushes you into his thigh finally breaking you and making you cum.

He continues to guide you a bit after chasing your orgasam. 

You pant as he lets go of your hips. Your cunt clenches around nothing now wanting spencer more than anything.

You sit up as spencer moves your hair out of your face. 

“you alright?” He ask looking into your lust riddled eyes and blushed complexion. 

you nod smiling. 

“good.” He says bringing your leg over his body before standing up keeping your legs around his waist.  “anything else you wanna try?” He ask. You smile and nod moving close to him whispering it. He smiles at your request and basically runs into the bedroom.  

[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt7

Writers note: sorry the last chapter was so small i just wanted to make this part separate because i was wanting to write a chapter that went along with the story of “public enemy #1”. Enjoy :).

Plot: “You and me, We're gonna escape tonight . On the run, Under the moonlight. Don't think about nothin'. Dont think about nothin’.”

Warnings: none!

Nikki randomly tells the taxi driver to stop and pays him, both of you running through the streets that were completely unrecognisable, both feeling like giddy teenagers again. You ran past people who didnt even take a second look, the freedom exhilarating. “Ive not felt this alive in years!” You exclaim as you chase after him, nikki ahead of you since he has long legs.

He suddenly stops and turns right, running straight into a dark forest where he just disappears “nikki!” You laugh, running in behind him, looking for him as your vision goes black. “Nikki! Its not funny your scaring me!” Your laugh turns more nervous as the silence fills your ears. You hear a crack of a stick and jump, your laugher stopping “nikki?! Cmon, stop it!” You breathe out a breath you didnt even realise you were holding in “n-nikki?” You ask quieter, your heart beat louder than the cold dark forest.

“AA!” you scream, feeling a tall warm body pulling you into them suddenly, nikkis devilish laugh filling your ears “nikki you bastard!” You pant and cuddle in close, nikkis hand moving your head into his chest. “Oh darlin im sorry, i couldnt help it” he chuckles, kissing your forehead. He lifts you up so your being carried like a baby, leaving the forest to get back to the street, the street lights making his tall frame visible once again. You cuddle in closer, his gaze falling down to you “dont get sleepy on me now” “i cant help it.. your so warm and cuddly” he rolls his eyes and laughs. “Its been ages since ive just gotten out.. lifes been so much recently” “too much” you agree and he nods “i mean.. its a struggle, i know how quick great musicians are forgotten so i need to constantly, 24/7 try my hardest to stay relevant.. i miss when i didnt have that overbearing pressure.” You listen in close, its odd hearing someone your supposed to hate having the exact same issues as you.

“Have you ever thought of what life would be like if we werent famous?” He nods “i always said i would be in jail but.. honestly, i really dont know.. im not the smartest” you giggle and lean back to look at him “hmm.. i bet youd be a male model” nikki smirks and scans your face but sees honestly “honestly? Me? A male model?” He laughs “i mean it.. your so handsome” he leans in and pecks your lips parking onto a small bench, you still on his lap. “So what about you? Where would you be?” You think, nikki taking your hands. “I always wanted to be an artist.. like i really really did but, i lost myself to music” nikki smiles, squeezing your hands softly “i always knew you were a clever girl..” you lean down and kiss him with more passion but its still gentle as his hand slides down your back. “My pretty girl..” he mutters between kisses. You eventually pull away.

“What if we just run away?” He asks with a cheeky grin “we would always find our way back to music.. its all we know” you grin, laying onto his chest. “I dont wanna go back to the hotel, i dont wanna deal with everyone knowing” nikki chuckles, scratching your scalp “i know.. i know..” you stand up, feeling the sudden urge to make the most of this situation “cmon, try catch me.. like youd do when you were a child” you get exited. “Try chase you?”

Before he could finish the sentence your bolting down the street, nikki chasing behind you, coming in fast but you make a turn into an alleyway, catching him off gaurd. You both run crazy round the small village untill he catches you, biting your shoulder to act like an animal “ow! Nikki!” You pant and laugh, his small nibbles trailing up your neck as he pants in your ear

“We should go back” you pout “i dont wanna..” “but we gotta..” he mimics you, his large hands brushing up and down your hips “i just wanna be free longer” you sigh “maybe we can do this more often.. run away..” he dreams, catching a taxi pulling up on a street just in view. He picks you up and walks to it a sit sits idle, waiting for a hire. He sits in and says the name of the hotel, you cuddle in close and fall asleep. Even when he leaves the taxi your curled up asleep on his chest and he cant find your room key on you so just decides to take you to his to sleep.

He carefully strips you to your underwear so you can sleep more comfy and he strokes your hair, falling asleep himself.

[theshynerdsworld]

THE MUSE part 6

Benedict Bridgerton x female oc

——-

Mary stood looking in the mirror at her dress, it was light blue with little embroidered flowers “I don’t know…” she whispered “Mary, we’ve tried nearly everything,.” Greta told her “hand me to grey lavender, again.” Mary took it off and took the dress, putting it on and put her head to the side “ok. This one.” Greta buttoned it up and helped Mary down from the little stage, Mary grabbed her shoes and bag. Then sat at her makeup table, putting on some light make up “do you think, he will propose?” Greta asked, sitting down and Mary looked her “I’m not sure..” she whispered “I plan to ask him to sleep with me, if I’m married off to another man.” Mary said as a matter of fact “I don’t care, if I sound like a whore, Greta. I deserve to have some pleasure in life..”

Greta sighed and said “Miss, that’s not right..”, “why can’t I have a little pleasure before I’m sold away..” she whispered, Greta gave her a disappointing look “knowing him, probably would.” Mary put her earrings in then nodded standing up The two got up and made their way downstairs when she stopped, seeing Benedict and his brothers, Anthony, Colin and Gregory “Benedict, I thought we were meeting there.” She said after coming down the stairs “well.. we passing by.” She looked at Greta and then Benedict “of course. We should go.”, “shouldn’t we tell your aunt and grandparents.” Colin said, concerned “Johnathon, can tell them.” Mary was out the door “thanks John!”, “I’m gonna make you pay me back, I swear.”

Benedict helped her in and Greta aswell, then the men got in “I like your dress”, “oh thank you, Gregory.” The ride was quiet, the boys mainly spoke. Gregory asked “how do you feel about ducks?”, “ducks?” She asked confused “it’s just I’m going to be feeding them with my sister, hyacinth and well, maybe if you and Benedict are nearby, I was just wondering what you thought”, “um.. well, their ok.. I like animals.” Gregory nodded and looked out the window, making Anthony do a tiny laugh “so where did you go to school?” Colin asked, making Mary look at him “well, I went to sister Margaret’s grammar for girls. It was ok..”, “do well?” Colin started to quiz her, Benedict and Anthony gave him a warning look “well enough…”, “hmm.. so..” Gregory interrupted and said “oh, look we are here.” The men got out and Benedict helped out Mary and Greta “it’s warm today.” Mary stated, as they linked arms and Greta pulled out her fan “you left it.”

Mary thanked her and fanned herself as they walked with Colin and Greta behind them “is it weird?”, “what?” Benedict asked, as they walked “this.. you are known as the Bridgerton, who does not date.” Benedict thought and said “your an expectation.” He paused then said “I asked my brother.. Anthony to be the second for the painting.”, “your brother.. I could not find anyone on such sort notice.” He whispered, as they greeted someone walking past “not Colin?” He shook his head “ok.. sure.”, “you will need a light purple dress, like the one you wore to our second session, I’ll provide the masks.” She nodded “ok..”, “do you want lemonade?” He asked, as they sat. Colin huffed alittle as he sat near Greta. Mary nodded “please.” Benedict stood up and said “Greta, lemonade?”, “thank you sir, of course.” He nodded “come on col.”

The two walked off as Greta sat down, next to Mary to keep her company “so col, why the questions?” Colin scoffed alittle “to know, her. We don’t know anything about her, Ben.” He said all hush hush “I know her.”, “yes because you fucking her.” As they stood in line, he shushed Colin “we are not. So don’t, even.. four lemonades please.” The man nodded and got to work, as the brothers discussed “I hope you know what you’re doing.” Colin said grabbing two cup and so did Benedict “im just saying, the family can’t afford a scandal.” Colin snapped silently “at least I know her, unlike your engagement.”, “that’s not fair.” Col glared “neither is attacking Mary.” The two got closer “here we go ladies. Refreshing lemonade.” They thanked the men and sipped, as Mary fanned herself “are you ok?”, “I don’t well in heat…” just then hyacinth came running “mama said food is ready, if you want to join.”, “actually Col will be joining you. I have a surprise set up for me and miss frantic, obviously greta will be joining.” Colin went to protest but Benedict stopped him, as he helped up Mary and greta followed “so what is this surprise?” She wondered outloud. Colin shook his head and walked to the family “mother, you cannot allow this.”, “I helped him set it up. Anthony! Stop annoying your sister.” Violet snapped and sat down “now eat.” She snapped.

As the trio ate, Benedict looked at her and cleared his throat “I have a question.” She raised her eyebrow “so ominous.” She giggled then drank her lemonade, greta listened as she ate “tomorrow, is the races and I was wondered if you wanted to attend in our box.” Mary nodded and thought, then replied “I am going with my family but maybe I could persuade them, I will try.” He smiled as got closer, Mary looked at him “I have an invitation for you, your brothers, aunt and grandparents.” He pulled out an envelope and she raised her eyebrow, as she took it, looking around and opened it “money?” She whispered, as he sipped his drink “yes, I owe you for a session.” She placed it in her bag and whispered “you paid me.”, “did I?” He said innocently and she glared at him playfully, and took the last strawberry “huh. The last strawberrry? How dare you.” Greta watched the two, playfully argue and she shook her head ‘young love’ she thought and sighed softly, taking in the sun.

(Sorry it’s late, I haven’t been feeling it and tbh I’m making this up as I go along, I’m also trying to figure out how to make a master list for the series. Any suggestions for the story? Enjoy!)

[tickling-giggles]

Kk 👍👍

Then may I ask if you could write lee and ler headcanons for Mujika and Sonju? I couldn't find really anything t-word related abt them and they're my favs 🥲

The Promise Neverland Tickle HC’s

A/N: im sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy it

Mujika

Lee

🦋-FIRST OFF HER LAUGH IS SUPER ADORABLE

🦋-secondly she’s a lee all the way idc idc

🦋-Adores tickles

🦋- HELLA TICKLISH neck, hands especially the palm, her horns, and her knees

🦋-She’s not shy to ask for them either

🦋-She has her ways of getting tickles

🦋-Whenever a tickle fight is going on she’s normally one she purposefully doesn’t fight back

🦋-Normally when she is in a 1v1 tickle fight most of the time it’s with Emma, Gilda, Don, Ray, and Sonju

🦋-She’s fr everyone’s favorite lee

🦋- She is indeed ticklish but not as ticklish as Ray and Emma

🦋-It’s easy to get her giggling but once you hit the right spot she’ll start squirming but not enough to get away

🦋-teasing is a hit or miss you could say something that you think is a tease but it won’t be to her

🦋-Or vice versa you’ll say the most non teasing thing and she’ll start squealing calling you a tease

🦋-She can easily turn the tables she’s very sneaky

🦋- SHES SNARKY she’ll do just to provoke you and the saddest part is that everyone knows this and it still works

🦋- if you can’t find her she’s somewhere getting wrecked

Ler

🦋- She’ll tickle you when you look down

🦋- Or for you to come hang out or cuddle with her

🦋-She can be a evil ruthless Ler or she can be a soft nice Ler it depends on how you got in this predicament

🦋- if you asked she’ll create a safe word that you both agree on

🦋- Or if you provoked her SHE WILL TEASE YOU SO BADLY

🦋- She’ll act like she’s gonn tickle you and doesn’t and then when your not paying attention she’ll ruthlessly yes RUTHLESSLY tickle the most ticklish area on your body and will scold you (jokingly ofc☺️)

🦋- “see y/n this is why you should’ve just asked nicely” “nah uhn you brought this onto yourself” “you can’t get away from me”

🦋- “hmm should I go for your worst spot?” “Yep Emma told me about how ticklish you are”

🦋- And some classic teases

🦋- “you’re giggles are so cute” “wait did you just snort? DO IT AGAIN” “where am I gonna tickle next you’ll never know” “you should smile more and I can help with that”

🦋-She’ll poke your neck, swipe up your neck, or blow on your neck atleast 5 times throughout the day

Sonju

Lee

🥀-STUBBORN OML HE IS A BRAT AT HEART

🥀-Ler leaning switch 100%

🥀-He doesn’t mind tickles. but will he admit it ? Nope

🥀- he is hella ticklish especially on his feet, sides, his collar bone ,and under his arm.

🥀- His laugh is charming and if you tickle this one spot near his armpit his knees will buckle and he squeals🥹 (the cutest thing ever oml)

🥀-He does get really flustered when asking for tickles “Hey y/n can you T- you know the word”

🥀-Bro is soooooo DAMN COCKY until he’s a giggly mess or till someone says “let’s test it out*

🥀- “Nah I’m not ticklish” “Heh well we don’t have to test it out i-it’s not like I’m lying”

🥀- Whenever he’s in a bad mood Mujika is there to cheer him up

🥀- Despises whenever he gets thorns stuck in his foot because it TICKLES SO FREAKING BAD hurts

🥀- he may squirm around a lot but he never says stop

🥀-he doesn’t care what’s going on who’s getting tickled he will insult you 😭

🥀-“yohohou suck ahahahat tickling peoplehehe” OKAHAHAY okahaAhAy I’ll say ihit…. Your hair look stupid ahahaha WAHAHAHAIT”

🥀- lmao get wrecked

Ler

🥀-WHEN YOU ASKED HIM WHY HE TICKLED YOU HE’LL HUST SMIRK AND SAY “because I was bored ”

🥀-He mostly does that to ray whenever he’s in a cocky or lone wolf mood he’ll tickle some sense into him

🥀- HE IS SUCH A TEASE IT DOESNT MATTER WHO INITIATES THE TICKLING HELL TEASE YOU ENOUGH TO WHERE YOURE GIGGLING LIKE A MAD MAN

🥀- tickle hugs are his specialty. he'll wrap you in his arms then next thing you know you're getting tickled

🥀- After watching a scary movie he’ll tickle you just to spook you even more

🥀-He’s known for tasering people’s sides

🥀- HE LOVES MAKING YOU LOOK CRAZY

🥀- He will poke your side causing you to yelp before quickly turning away and acting just as confused as you before you catch him in the act

🥀-None one can stand his teases

🥀- He enjoys playing the tickle monster with the younger kids

🥀- dude just likes tickling people for shits and giggles

🥀- and he likes da power

BONUS

🥀- when ever someone had a nightmare he’ll let them sleep next to him for the the rest of the night and anytime they’re scared before bed

[8bitmadebit]

10. Persimmon Spritz - I've only had this drink once in my entire life

I once drank this drink called "persimmon spritz" at a ramen restaurant somewhere in the city I live in and knew immediately that I wanted to write a song about it.

I'm not sure why I associated this drink with the theme of having a harsh inner critic, but i guess i did. Maybe it was how i was feeling that day or what i was talking about.

Nevertheless, when i think about that little tiny voice in my head that criticizes everything i do i think about the little angry guy from that one movie about feelings.

Sometimes, the things we tell ourselves can be even harsher and more damaging than what other people could ever say to us. Who holds you back? Who's the first to drag down your ideas and make you feel small? Who kills your dreams before you even get a chance to explore them?

Often times its your own self. How do you talk to yourself in a more compassionate and productive way? Someone tell me, cause i'm still trying to learn.

Lyrics

VERSE I

why do you

why do you

say you’ll change

when you

do you

find you’re

back again

BUILD UP

Ice cold veins

and your hair is a flame

And now your face is red

getting redder, again

like there’s nothing else

but that finger to blame with

yeah its plain as day, just how you’ve been living

ice cold veins

and your hair is a flame

and then you see your face

the reflection you’re in

cause when you find that thread

of the sweater you’re wearing

So long

hmm

DROP

VERSE II

why are you

why are you

numb to it

when you blink

it’s back to night again

the price you pay

when the words to yourself

cut you deeper than

someone else ever can

and you’re crying again

wondering why no one hears you

yeah it turns your tears into something different

find the things that you can’t really help

and turn them into ways you can torture yourself

when its said and done, the destruction’s been done

you’re made of stone, hmm

BREAK (on a terrible mic)

you wish you could

let go of everything, oh

This life rides high and goes low

but keep on rowing, oh

i wish i could

float back and love me like gold

forever

screw it

i just got a long cold drink of

persimmon spritz

however you say it

don’t get mad at me if

everything’s not going ok

im not a rapper

but another sip and

i’m gonna say it

I’m

I’m

Persimmon spritz

And i’m gonna say it

and it wasn’t that hard

just to find i was jaded

but the lesson here’s simple

and its something i cherish

love you first, oh

What does your harsh inner critic look like from your mind-eyes perspective?

[softtcurse]

You found this, You need this

contains 18 + content , please do not read of you are not 18+

“Jack I really have to go” You laugh as you feel him place kisses all over the underside of your neck. His hands gripping your hips teasingly. He didn’t want you to leave, and you knew that. Unfortunately for him he knew your situation. It wasn’t an easy one but he understood the premise of it. You wanted to be with Jack, the timing was just off. A deep out of guilt always sets in your gut when he talks to you about your future together. You wanted it to happen as soon as possible.

Just a little more time

“Why do you have to go hmm? You don’t even want to leave, practically soaking my fingers through your panties baby” He spoke into your head. A shudder made its way up your spin. His voice always did it for you. His hands were heaven sent too. He knew what he did to you and it’s not like you minded anyways.

“He’s gonna start being annoying and asking me where I’m at again” You pouted. Your hands finding his curls. You were laid back on his bed, where you have found yourself more than once before. Nearly three months of sneaking behind your current boyfriend’s back to see Jack. It’s like his house is your home now too. He’s made it evident that he really does want it to be. You looked down at his lips. They were already a little bit and even you couldn’t help yourself to lean it to give him a kiss. His tongue chasing yourself. Your body was like his kryptonite. He always wanted to find himself buried in the opening of your thighs, having you whimper his name.

“You don’t have to tell him shit” Jack said with a roll of his eyes. His hands tugging at your shirt. You obliged. Blinking your eyes up at him as he worked in his own shirt. Tossing it aside and then looking down at you. “So many damn clothes on” He tsked. “I should punish you for that” He said jokingly with a grin. You let out a laugh of your own and rubbed your hands down his back. Perfectly manicured nails that the man above you himself had paid for. You always did love a man that spoiled you and he always did it without you even having to ask. By no means were you a goldigger, Jack liked taking care of you. Who were you to say no? Your soon to be ex boyfriend Jamie couldn’t give less than a fuck about paying for you. He wasn’t a real man, you had told yourself one too many times. Jack changed your perception and made you understand that you wouldn’t settle for him.

“You think so?” You asked him. Your hands under the hem of your shirt.

“Come on, stop playing” His laughed echoed against the walls of the room again.

“I dont knowwww, you gonna be a good boy?” You felt yourself almost out of breath from how hard you were trying not to laugh. Talking to him this way always riled him up. You had never taken charge in the bedroom with him and you preferred in that way. He knew how to play his role just like you knew how to play yours.

“Man, you know just as much as I do that’s not how this shit works.”

“So then remind me how it works”

It didn’t take long for him to start tossing article of clothing everywhere. You could’ve sworn your panties had landed somewhere in the nightstand, because Jack wasted no time in starting to kiss you again. His hands roaming from your breasts giving them the attention he always gave them. Before moving on to your thighs that were always waiting for their time to shine. That was one of his favorite body parts of yours. They just did something to him that he couldn’t quite describe.

You felt his lips leave yours and soon enough they were traveling down to the valley of your breasts, to your stomach, down your hips, and opening your eyes you saw him down under the covers. Hands gently parting your thighs open to see a sight that he was always happy to set eyes on.

“How badly do you want it?” He asked you huskily. Your hands firmly placed on his hair, curled tickling your palms. He knew what he was doing to you, and you loved every second of it.

“Im here with you am I not?” You challenged, a quirk of your eyebrow and he raised his eyebrows like he was impressed.

“Hmm, I’ll take that answer” He chuckled softly. With ease he started to go down on you. You succumbed to his touch, his mouth. He lapped at your pussy with need. His tongue hitting all the right spots and his hands squeezing your breasts. No other man had made you feel the way Jack Harlow did. You weren’t sure you were willing to have it any other way either. Your clit was being flicked by his tongue, he knew all your spots and what go you going. It didn’t take long for him to learn.

“F-fuck” you whimpered. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head as his tongue worked quicker to ensure your orgasm. His left hand came down and he started to play with your clit with his thumb. Speeding up once he felt your thighs clench. Your legs shutting closed and he wasn’t complaining about the way he was buried in your arousal. The sweetest taste he ever had the pleasure of having.

“Ready for me to drop you off?” He asked you. Pulling away suddenly. He looked as if it was a regular day occurrence. Your orgasm was denied, snatched right from under you. You looked at him. With your jaw open and blinking at him as if he was crazy. All while he searched for his clothes. Moving away from you and picking up his boxers from the floor. Sliding them up and then searching for his pants.

“Are you fucking crazy?” You asked him. Your hands moving to sit yourself up. Leaning against the headboard of his bed. Your thighs felt like jello, and your core was still very much in need of some type of release that Jack simply was not going to give you.

“No? Im taking you back to your apartment, that’s what you wanted right?” Jack spoke with a smirk on his lips.

“What type of game is this?”

“A new one, it’s called ‘how far Can Jack push her before she’s begging for it again?’”

If this man wasn’t so attractive you would’ve killed him by now

///

“I love you ma, text me when you get inside. Okay?” Jack asked as you leaned up to press a kiss against his lips. He was parked a few parking spots down from where you apartment entrance was so Jamie would happen to peek outside and possibly see the two of you. You nodded your head. Your hand on the back of his neck as you brought him in for a another kiss. He always opened your door for you, always making sure you got in safely and even closed it for you. Which you weren’t really used to a guy caring that music about you. The year you and Jamie dated you could probably count on one hand how many times he opened the door for you.

“I will, love you too.” You smiled tightly at him. You really didn’t want to go inside. Not that you were scared of Jamie. But because he always made it a point to stay in your apartment because he felt he had the right to. He annoyed the fuck out of you most times. Not only was his mood always shifting but he was also almost always trying to gaslight you into thinking him cheating on you was crazy. Even when you literally had almost caught him in the bathroom of a club Jack performed at the first night you met him.

Jack held his hand out for you. You grabbed your overnight bag and let out a huff. “You’ll be back before you even know it” Jack told you, offering even the smallest bit of encouragement he could. As soon as he had pulled up to your neighborhood and waved at the security man. You were already counting down the days in which you would see him again.

“Three weeks, I’ve waited longer for other things.” You shrugged and felt your eyes get blurry from tears. He would be going on his Europe tour the next day and you wouldn’t see him for almost a month. Jack offered to fly you out so you could see him, you and PG had grown a bond in the three months you knew them. They loved having you around and they treated you like you were their little sister. They of course also knew about your situation with Jamie and didn’t say much about it. They even had offered to pop his tires for you if he got out of hand at any point. You were entirely grateful for Jack. He brought a new light in your dim life. Jamie had sure sucked the life out of you even without you knowing it.

“Exactly” Jack pressed a kiss to the side of your head. You immediately embraced him. Squeezing him a little too tight, but he want going to tell you that.

“I’ll FaceTime you everyday”

“You always go Jack”

“I’ll do it every second then”

You tearfully laughed. Letting go of him. “Okay, I love you so much”

“I love you too sweet girl. See you soon”

You nodded your head and wiped off the tears that stained your cheeks. Your heart beat speeding up just a little bit as you watched Jack get back in his car. He didn’t look too thrilled either. But his eyes locked yours and he pretended like he was okay. You made your way on the pavement, Jack keeping an eye on you and making sure you go into your building safely. Three months would be hell, but seeing you in the end would all be worth it.

A few minutes later you found yourself opening your apartment door with your key. The sound of tv playing, immediately your mood got even more sour.

You turned on your living room lights and jumped at the sight of Jamie. His phone in his hand and he was sitting in your love seat. He was relaxed and leaning back laughing at something stupid on the tv. YOUR tv. You just wanted to go lay down and sleep. One day closer to seeing Jack again.

“You scared the shit out of me” You said. With annoyance laced all over your voice. “I told you to stop coming in here when I’m not here, it scares me. Makes me think someone broke in. ” You dropped your keys on the coffee table. Placing your bag down and watching as he had helped himself to a drink from your kitchen. Ciroc, Jack’s favorite that you had stored there specifically for him. He didn’t drink but occasionally he would have some when he was over.

“I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to come see my girlfriend” He spat at you. Rolling his eyes. You fought the urge to kick him in the balls and shove his stupid phone in his throat.

“Im not fighting with you today, I’m so tired and ready to take a shower” You mumbled at him. Pulling your phone quickly from your jean pocket and texting Jack to let him know you where home safe.

‘just got home, he’s here but I’m about to make him leave lol, lmk when you get babe ily 💓’

You sent it and turned off your screen. Grabbing your bag from the floor and making your way into your bedroom.

Jamie followed you. His drink clinking with the ice in his glass.

“How was your weekend with the girls?” Jamie asked you. As if he really cared. You pulled some drawers open after turning on your light. Finding a pair of soft cotton sorts and a t shirt to wear after your shower.

“It was good Jamie, are you almost on your way?”

“How’s Jack by the way?”

You paused. Shorts and shirt still in your hand. You turned around. Wondering if you had heard him correctly. “What the fuck did you just say to me?”

“How. Is. Jack?” Jamie smirked at you. Watching as your face turned pale.

“Don’t say his name”You muttered. Your cheeks heated up. The idiot had the audacity to laugh at you.

“What was that baby?”

“I said dont fucking say his name You stupid fuck!” You yelled back. “What kind of sick joke is this Jamie? You couldn’t have done this shit over text?!”

“No, seeing you knowing that you got caught sneaking around with some rapper makes my day just a little bit better. Huh? You thought I wasn’t going to catch on? Why your thighs are littered with bruises? Why we haven’t had sex in three months? You think I’m fucking stupid or something?” Jamie said to you, spewing his venom lace tirade at you.

He wanted to hit you where it hurt, but the fact that you didn’t care about him anymore made you laugh. He really thought you were going to sink to your knees and beg for his forgiveness? It was only a matter of time before you dumped him anyways.

“Yes, you are fucking stupid. You have to be the single most idiotic person I have ever met.” You gripped your clothes tightly. “You think I’m sad that you found out? You think I’m upset that this is ending?” You put your hand up when he started opening his mouth. “How do you feel knowing that ‘some rapper’ was fucking your girlfriend for three months? How do you feel Jamie, knowing that I was begging Jack to fuck me so hard that I forgot my own name?” You stepped closer to him. His face was red of embarrassment. Good.

“You’re a sorry excuse of a man, and I’m so happy this night ended the way it did. Now get the fuck out of my house before I get the apartment security on your ass you weird motherfucker” You smiled at him, and blew him a kiss. You watched with pure amusement and a full heart as he muttered cursed at you.

“You’re a fucking whore” He slammed your spare key on your vanity and a few minutes later you heard the door slam shut. At least he had some sense not to try anything stupid.

Realizing what this meant you reached for your phone again. Jack had already responded but you didn’t even bother to read it. Calling his phone as you sat on the bed. The biggest smile on your face your cheeks almost started to hurt.

“Everything okay ma?”

“You got room on that private jet for one more?” You laughed.

[zukuist]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞

200 followers special

includes: multiple characters (would add more tags but.. i reached 30 ;;)

your name is shortened to y/n, they/them pronouns

notes: thank you for 200 followers! this isn’t really going to be that long, but im just doing the characters i really like so ;; ALSO I MIGHT’VE GOTTEN KIRI’S ENTRY A LITTLE WRONG so ugh sorry ;;

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shouto todoroki

— THE OBSERVANT SIMP

from the start, he’s quite oblivious to certain things, (social ques, signs of romantic interest, etc.)

but when he’s observant with someone, then that totally means you’re special to him. does he realize how much he pays attention to you? hmm.. maybe?

he’s going to be the first one that notices you’re hungry, even if you don’t realize it yourself. he’s quick to grab a snack and break it open to you

same thing with being thirsty— if he notices that your water bottle is empty, he’ll quickly find the nearest vending machine and buy a bottle.

temperature is also no problem. he can immediately tell whenever someone’s cold; but he usually helps you first

too hot? he’s slowly putting down the room’s temperature

too cold? his left palm starts emitting some sort of heat in your direction, hoping it creates some sort of aid

if your shoelaces are undone, and/or he notices that there’s a button undone on your shirt— he’ll fix it for you

will ask to take your pictures on dates, and he’ll also help you pick out the best photo (not that any photo of you is short of any beauty)

in short— people will notice that he’s actually a big simp for you; because of how observant he is with you specifically.

katsuki bakugou

— THE TSUNDERE SIMP

just because he’s simping for you doesn’t mean he’ll treat you any differently. bakugou will be bakugou, and you eventually learn how to adapt to that.

but even so, his simp habits slip out sometimes.

when he’s cooking, he’ll accidentally make too much to eat, and he’ll coincidentally put the extras in another box and hand it to you

he’s a good student, even with studies. but would he say he’s a good teacher? hm. probably not

but if he notices you need help, he’ll sigh, feining annoyance as he decides to tutor y’all, because those ‘idiots’ are hopeless

rolls his eyes when he sees food on your cheek, but he’ll grab a tissue and wipe it off for you— claiming how you’re so messy.

he’ll act like he hates hearing your ‘annoying ass singing’ but he’ll lean against the doorway and listen to you rock out to whatever song you’re singing to.

denki will call him a simp for looking after you, and bakugou will just yell at him to “SHUT UP” >:T

he secretly likes taking care of you. his words aren’t the softest thing in the world, but his actions make up to it.

izuku midoriya

— THE DETAILED SIMP

as katsuki bakugou would call him; he is a nerd

he definitely meant that as an insult, but his input on detail makes it very useful in things like relationships

he remembers every detail of your quirk, your limits, potential secret moves.

it would’ve been stalker-ish, if it weren’t for the fact that deku does this out of admiration for his s/o

so if you so happen to collapse due to overusing your quirk— deku has a detailed plan on what to do. it’s almost scary.

he puts detail in a lot of things, anniversary gifts, birthday gifts, and so on.

deku’s also the type to plan things weeks before it actually happens. like.. planning out the perfect birthday gift

and with this, his memory is really good. so it’s very unlikely that he’ll just suddenly forget anniversaries and birthdays.

i hc deku as a bad cook, so he eats takeout food more than his homemade food

but he’s takes note of your allergies, your dislikes with food— and he finds himself mumbling small details to recall what you like

when you walk out in pretty/good outfits for dates

his face will break out into shades of red— suddenly rambling all the good details of your outfit, complimenting you while he’s at it

“y/n’s looks fantastic as always. i might die from their beauty”

if anyone calls him a simp, he’ll be really embarrassed about it. “me? a s-simp? is that a bad thing?”

just tell him it’s fine.

denki kaminari

— THE HYPEMAN SIMP

a big simp

like.. really big

he worships the ground you step on, and hypes up everything you do

y’all know when irene from red velvet literally breathed in north korea, and the crowd just

*claps*

yeah, that’s denki to you

it’s so blantly obvious that he’s simping over someone, and everyone’s just kinda used to it at this point

he’s just a big fanboy sometimes

whenever you’re sparring with someone, he’s always in the background like

“go s/o!!” 🤩

and he has tendencies to go a little easy on you like.. what’s he gonna do when you get electricuted??

but that doesn’t mean he’s never serious— nah.

there are times where he’s just a little bashful just being in your presence

sneaking glances your way, as he silently fanboys about you in general.

“s/o looks really good today. they always look good but !!”

when y’all weren’t together, the bakusquad was just tired of the constant romantic pining

it was really obvious that he was simping back then, and they’re not so sure as to how you didn’t say anything about it

mina always called him a simp

so yeah!! it was a big relief when you got together with him. he never makes you feel terrible, because he’s always your #1 hypeman.

eijirou kirishima

— THE HELPING SIMP (rip idk what to call this)

i didn’t really know what kinda name i went for this one but let me carry on

kiri upfront is very confident, and friendly. he never shows a mean side to anyone,

and there are rare cases of him being bashful

he’s kinda almost like a golden retriever? since he’s always nice and friendly to everyone

but then when you enter the room; he suddenly goes quiet, and he’s left alone with his rather loud thoughts about you

he didn’t really know how to properly approach you at first

but him being kiri, he’s still rather friendly to you (for now)

when he’s messing around, practically sharing one braincell with kami and sero

and then you suddenly walk in— he snaps out of his foolishness, and greet you with his very warm smile

“hey y/n!” he waves at you, and he hopes you don’t mention the teasing look on both kami and sero’s face

sometimes when he’s doing his close combat training, and he notices that he’s getting too close to you

he’ll be like “woah man, maybe we should move locations.” bc he doesn’t wanna hit you by accident ;;

kirishima prefers to not stand near you when his hair is all spiky. like he’s never conscious about it, until he’s around you

man poked sero with his hair before, and he doesn’t want to do that to you

kiri always looks at your hand, just to see if it’s occupied with something. his thoughts linger to what your hand might feel like

“their hand looks really.. soft. argh! i shouldn’t be thinking about these kind of things in public! im sorry y/n”

bakugou really only notices kirishima’s simping ways

bakugou always mentions the fact that kirishima goes really silent whenever you’re around—

and he’s secretly contemplating on having you around more so he can just shut up 。・°°・(＞_＜)・°°・。

moving aside all of that, kiri always carries your things.

you’ll beg him to give you at least one thing, and he’ll say no because it’s “not manly to let someone carry all of this.”

if you’re sad, he’s the first one to cheer you up— reassuring you that everything will be okay.

kiri’s just wants to be at your service at all times! it’s manly to help people, right?

hitoshi shinsou

— THE DISCREET SIMP

no one would be able to tell that he’s simping for someone

because unlike kaminari; he’s not like IM HITOSHI SHINSO AND IM ACTUALLY A SIMP

he’s a lot more discreet, and no one has really caught on, besides you and kaminari of course

he’s a lot less sarcastic with you, asking you about anything that’s happened instead of just being there

he prefers it to hear you talk. the way each word and syllable rolls off your tongue smoothly, and the way you use your hands to emphasize things

he’s amused.

oh and the way he looks at you? almost any normal person can sense the simp in him pop out (he’s so contained though)

he’s definitely the person that’ll get rid of any bug that’s terrifying you��� even though he’d normally just leave it to them

he’ll do it, regardless if it’s the biggest fucking spider he’s ever seen, or the smallest spider

he’ll do it to make you feel safe.

he has these random spurs of compliments during the day

the source mainly comes from his staring habit

and they’re just so unexpected and out of the blue. hitoshi’s amused whenever he sees your reaction to his compliments

like.. you could be really frustrated about something, and he’ll just go “your eyes are pretty.” that’s his discreet method tO MAKE YOU TEMPORARILY DISTRACTED FROM THE ISSUE—

call him a simp, whatever. it’s true anyway so he doesn’t why should he be ashamed of it?

he’s discreet about it, since it’s your business and his business. but you can definitely feel his feelings loud and clear

neito monoma

— THE 180 SIMP

“i’m not a simp!”

[you enter the room]

*nervous laughter*

he had his last laugh, and he never thought he’d be this soft around someone.

especially if you’re from class 1-A like.. i became the thing i hated, ugh.

relentless teasing is amped but this is his way of making sure you remember him loud and clear

but he’ll never tease you in a condescending way— like how he torments the rest of class 1-A

that’s reserved for them 💅

always compliments you, that’s the first thing he does when he sees you—

and they’re never generic compliments either

“it’s nice to see you here, y/n! you make the world better day by day!”

“i’m still wondering what you’re doing in class 1-A, you’re much better than them!”

everyone secretly wonders how you got monoma to like you

monoma canonically likes pastels. spread the word

so sometimes, you’ll walk over to your desk— and you’ll just see this random pastel ornament sitting on your desk

you know who it’s from

whenever monoma starts becoming annoying, kendo will definitely use you as a weapon to make him shut up

he’ll be laughing at the expression on his face, thinking he’s absolutely winning at this

but the smile is wiped off his face when he hears “ok go on, i’ll tell y/n about your antics.”

“no, no! i’ll behave now, please don’t tell y/n.”

class 1-b literally use you as blackmail whenever monoma acts up, and it’s because of how different he is around you

like.. his personality takes a 180, (besides the obvious teasing) it’s alarming

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[pinkymicshtinky]

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

triggers: slight food play, penetration, oral, creampie ;)

word count: 1,629

NOTE: no gender specified, female anatomy though

prompt: gojo and you have been together for a while, you make him a cake to surprise him coming home from a long mission, though the cake isn’t all that he wants from you.

sugary sweet

(y/n) rushes around the huge penthouse, that satoru just had to have. trying to find where they sat the sugar, they needed to finish the icing for the cake before gojo got back from his mission- which was in approximately an hour, give or take.

they soon find the sugar and are putting the final touches on the strawberry shortcake. just as they sit down the last strawberry, the door swings open and a- seemingly unharmed- satoru walks through the door with his usual school uniform and black blindfold on.

as you run towards him he sits down his stuff and prepares to catch you- this happens every time he goes on a long mission.

“satoru!” you screech launching yourself at him, he catches you and twirls you around, his face in your neck and your legs around his waist.

“i’ve missed you so much.” he says, a little muffled by your neck but no so much to where you couldn’t hear him.

“i missed you too, now let go of me so you can have your surprise!” you said enthusiastically, your bright (e/c) eyes shining at his blindfold-clad eyes.

“i’m not letting you go for a while now- so just get used to it.” he says while walking with you in his arms to the kitchen area.

“oh so you made me a cake? im gonna have to repay you back somehow~” he says, turning his head to face you.

your hands to to his blindfold and slowly take it off revealing the crystal blue eyes lying behind it. you put your hand on his cheek, and he nuzzles into it. he then grabs the back of your head and pulls you into a deep kiss.

“i think you will be just the right warm up for my cake you made me, hmm~” he says with a smirk as he sits you down on the counter top, next to the cake you made him.

“or maybe you’d rather me eat them together?” he says as he puts the tip of his finger into the icing on the cake and then spreads it on your lips before taking your mouth, jutting his tongue out to lick the icing off and then sucking your bottom lip to grab the rest of it. he pulls back to see you bright red with glazed over eyes as you think of the way he is going to take you.

satoru has always been on the rougher side of fucking- even tying you up and spanking you. but he hasn’t asked to do something like this before so it took you off guard as he grabs your shirt and takes it off to show you bra-less, you were only in one of his old training shirts and a pair of short pajama shorts that you couldn’t even see when you were standing up- in conclusion you had been driving him mad since he walked through the front door.

satoru dips his finger back into the icing to trail it from your sternum down to just before your shorts started. he keeps eye contact as he goes down and licks from the bottom to the top trailing up to your nipples, then moving his sweet tongue to circle around your nipple before taking his teeth and lightly nibbling on it- satoru knows your nipples are a weak spot so he always pays close attention to them. he then goes back down to make sure he got all of the sugary icing off your stomach before he moves to take off your shorts, leaving you in only your underwear.

“i can’t wait to get to my favorite meal of the day~” satoru says with a glint in his eyes and a small smirk playing on his lips.

“aren’t you a little to dressed up for this?” you ask because he was still fully dressed, the only thing different was his blindfold being missing. he shrugged off your question and went to palming your mound as he takes your mouth for another time. this time you two fight for dominance, you play this game knowing full and well satoru will win as he always does. he swirls his tongue against yours as he plunges his hand into your underwear.

“already sopping wet for me, huh~” he purrs out as he pulls his fingers out and scissors them, watching your wetness being pulled and then takes his fingers into his mouth to make sure none of it is wasted.

“i guess it’s time to do something that you want.” satoru says as he pulls off the top of his uniform to show his toned body. you look at him with want in your cloudy (e/c) eyes, you couldn’t take anymore of the teasing. it felt like you were going to burst with how aroused you are.

“please… satoru!” as you start to plead him to do something he pushes your underwear to the side so that he can slide his wet muscle along the outer lips of your pussy, watching as you get even more wet with the thought of his tongue going elsewhere.

“please.. stop teasing satoru!” you cry as he skips over your clit and focuses to your leaking hole. he moves his face out of your parts,

“ah ah ah- you don’t get to make decisions right now. the only thing i want to hear out of you is you screaming my name. also calling me the best would help~” he trails off before holding your ample thighs apart and attacking your clit. you hold back a scream and try to close your legs from the intense pleasure, his tongue making side to side motions on your clit as he slides his pointer and middle finger into your sopping cunt, he lets out a moan as your pussy basically welcomes him into it.

you are sprawled out on the kitchen counter with your legs being held open as satoru abuses your clit with his tongue as he finger fucks you into oblivion, making your first orgasm of the night come faster than you were expecting, it take you by surprise as you are thrown into the deepest of pleasure and then it popped.

“FUCK.. satoru.. i’m cumming!” you all but scream as you grind into his welcoming face with your hand in his white locks.

satoru grins as he lifts up from your spasming cunt after calming you down from your high with his mouth.

“now it’s my turn, baby~” he says as he takes his dick out of his pants before pumping it a few times.

“i don’t think i’ll need to lube it up, your cum works just fine!~” your eyes widen as he pushes himself into you all in one go.

“satoru!.. mm!” you moan as he ruts into you at a fast pace, making you see stars when he shifts his body in a way that he is hitting your sweet spot every time he rams into you.

“fuck baby.. i want you to come on my dick, i want to feel you clench as you cum around my dick, FUCK you take me so well, (y/n)~” your eyes roll back into your head as your body listens to him throwing you into your 2nd orgasm. you are a moaning mess just taking it as he pushes and pulls out of your wet cunt making a sloshing noise as he feels your pussy sucking him basically asking to be cummed in.

“i think we can get another one in, huh (y/n)?~” he redirects his hand from being held around your waist to your clit as he kneaded your clit making you scream as you come again, your wetness trailing down his legs and on you moving towards your bottom hole landing in a puddle on the counter.

you feel his thrusts become sloppy and you knew he was about to cum, so you clench and unclench your pussy sending him into a flurry of rough pounding and curse words flying through the air at quick speeds.

“satoru, cum inside me please?” you ask with a small voice and make doe eyes at him.

“how could i say no to that?” he says as he pounds at a increased speed chasing his own release, you are working up another orgasm. when you feel his hand start to work on your clit again, your breath nearly stops. the combination of him thrusting and toying with your clit has you in tears coming towards your third orgasm.

“cum with me baby~” he says through hazed eyes, the blue even more magical now.

you both cum, with you screaming yet again and him letting out a loud moan. he holds his dick in there until he is sure you are okay for him to move out.

he pulls out and picks you up bridal style and heads for your shared room, leaving the clothes behind. your head falls on his chest as you can hear his shallow breaths as he rounds the corner to get into the room but doesn’t stop at the bed. he takes you to the connected bathroom and sits you down on the counter while he draws a bath for both of you.

satoru then comes in front of you, parts your legs and settles himself between it. you look up and smile at him while giving him kiss, you run your hand through his white locks taking time to just admire his beauty.

he takes your hand that was in his hair and pulls it to his lips giving it a chaste kiss.

“wanna go another round?~”

END.

[iheartreiner]

Vampire! Mikey Way x Reader -pt 2-

⚠️Warnings⚠️ None

Again, takes place in a school

Mind my tenses assume it's present unless otherwise noted

Also mind my errors

Trying to keep it gender neutral

Part 2 out of idk

Approximately 1,024 words

I go home and sit at my desk. There's nothing to really do now. I pick up my phone and just stare at it. Wow my life is pretty sad. I go and get something to eat. I sit in silence. The guy fills my thoughts. I really need to get a life. I can't figure out if it's attraction or curiosity that makes me so interested in him. I go take a shower, of course he's still in my head. Why? Am I turning into a stalker? Not yet anyway. I finish my shower and change. He intrudes on my mind. Ugh. I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling "You suck." I mumble to myself. I start to drift to sleep and my phone goes off. I look, it's Gerard. I groan and look

"lunch tommorow sit with me and the guys👍" I groan. I really don't want to sit in the cafeteria

"Says who" I respond.

"I, Gerard Arthur Way"

"🙄"

"Its settled your going to sit with us in the cafeteria or im gonna find ur ass"

"To be determind"

"And ur gonna eat"

"Nope"

"Why"

"Because"

" :/ "

"I don't have to eat"

"We'll deal with that tommorow"

"Sure...."

"Night [Y/N]"

"Night"

I put my phone on my Night stand. Tomorrow doesn't have to come right? Usually I'm ready for another day to redeem my not so graceful self but now I'm dreading it. I lay down. I was about to do something to prolong night but I ended up fall asleep before I could.

~Next day mid day~

Wow when I don't want something to happen the day goes unusally fast. Interestingly a bitch. I take a deep breath. I look at the time every few minutes hoping today could go by sooner. I want to get this overwith. I could hide from Gerard. Bathroom? No that's... just no. Bathroom? Ugh now I'm thinking of the dude again. If I could at least know his name so I don't have to keep calling him guy, boy, dude, male like literally anything could be better than that. Thinking of him made the class go faster. Ugh now it's lunch time.

As I go over to the benches the guy is putting his stuff down. I look down so he doesn't know I know he is there and 100% spying on him. I exhale as I watch him go to the restroom. I sit for several minutes before I hear loud uneven footstep coming near me. I look over and it's Gerard "I told you I wasn't gonna let you sit all by yourself!" The other guys are in pursuit. I stiffen up as the others sit on the bench as well. Gerard quickly hands me a sandwich "No thanks." I say light pushing it back to him. "Yes you are eating it." He puts it on my lap "At least pretend your eating it and throw if away in secret." He says with a chuckle. I nod my stiff composer only increasing.

After a few more seconds the boy returns and sees me and the others. He immediately becomes akward and stiff as well. He slowly walks back to the bench across the hall. I look up to see him with his head down. 'Do something [Y/N]!" I say to myself. Out of adrenaline I give him a little wave. He smiles shyly and waves back. My heart skips a beat. Best thing that's happened to me all day hands down. I smile and glance up at him. God he's actually gorgeous now that I really pay attention. I can't tell if he was making me a bit more confident or even more insecure. He looks at Gerard and the guys and quickly looks down. There was something there. He gets up and walks toward the lockers. I panic. No! He's the only excitement I have at thus point. "One sec." I say before standing up. Gerard and the others barely noticed. I quickly walk in the direction he did. I question my impulse, debating on going back but continue.

I can see him now. I jog, not so gracefully until I get closer. "Hey!" I say my voice pitched up to sound better. He turns around and raises his eyebrows "Hmm?" He says kindly. Now I'm regretting my decision "Um.. I.. uh.. sorry." I turn red and he smiles. That made me even more flustered. I compose myself "Why'd you leave?"

"Oh you paid attention? Thats rare for me to get that much recognition.."

Aw.. "Yeah I did.. Why'd you leave though?"

"No reason... long story, really pointless."

"Are you and Gerard related?"

He winces and shakes his head.

"I'm sorry! That was dumb." I know there is something more there.

"No that's a good question." He smiles. I smile back. I was getting better at this.

"[Y/N] [Y/L/N]. Yours?" My voice is starting to relax.

"Mikey Way."

Ugh why did this make me so giddy and dizzy. I simply smile. The bell rings. "So.. I'll see you around?" Mikey asks. "Yeah... I'd like that." I respond. He smiles and I do the same. He looks down at me for a few more seconds before walking away. I'm frozen. He turns around quickly as he walks and waves. I wave back and walk the opposite direction. Finally making progress. I go to my class much happier. Mikey, I keep saying in my head.

Space science goes by quick knowing that the guys name is Mikey.

When I get out and start walking Gerard meets me. "Hey where'd you go?"

"I was talking to Mikey."

His eyes go big "Mikey Way?"

"Yep." I smile.

"[Y/N] no! That's not a good guy! Not good for you anyway!"

"I thought you didn't know him!" I say firmly back.

"That doesn't matter!"

"You guys are related."

He rubs his hand on his face "He told you.."

"No.. I just assumed. What do you mean not good for me? We've only talk like.. well.. just this once."

"Just trust me."

I roll my eyes "Fine."

He nods and sighs in relief. Little did he know I just lied to his face.

[nintendont2502]

My homestuck brainrot is genuinely so intense I'm convinced I could connect any song to it at this point

So uh. Gonna try that with my almost 30 hour playlist and see how long it takes before I can't I think

Song #1 - Teenage Dirtbag

Okay wow I. Do Not remember adding this to my playlist but okay

Dave Strider. Definitely. Specifically his perception of himself as this tough, cool kid yk? That's literally all I have to say about it, it just fits the vibes

Song #2 - Discord

This actually works genuinely well for Rose wtf (specifically around the time she goes Grimdark after talking to Doc Scratch - the mention of "someone else [is] pulling at the strings" and how she "can't sit idly, no [she] can't move at all")

Song #3 - Alligator

Hmm. I'm thinking either John (either around the time of God tiering or maybe using his retcon powers?) Or maybe Terezi + a little sprinkling of Vrisrezi. Unsure but it works

Song #4 - Try

Again why is this in my playlist wtf

God I guess Jane + Roxy having crushes on Dirk and all the stupid relationship drama the Alpha kids had? Idk I don't want to listen to any more of this song it's so boring

Song #5 - Lemon Boy

Okay this feels like cheating - this is obviously Davekat

Song #6 - Brave As A Noun

Oo okay we're back to the good shit. Okay this is definitely Davesprite (specifically the way he tends to push away his friends/the fact that he's seen as the "depressed bird Dave")

Like. Come on just look at this shit - "But I've got an angry heart/filled with cancers and poppy tarts/if this is how you folks make art/it's fucking depressing" and "I'm afraid to leave the house/I'm as timid as a mouse/I'm afraid if I go out I'll outwear my welcome"

Song #7 - Chase That Feeling

God okay this was the first one I genuinely struggled with. I *guess* the fact that the song is about doing something you're passionate about despite people trying to stop you, and the kids/trolls are passionate about?? Living?? Not having the universe being destroyed by LE?? Also it has all the beta kids instruments there we go. It's incredibly weak but it's *something*

Song #8 - Bad Apple

Do you know how many Homestuck animations I've seen to this? *Everything* goes with Bad Apple

Song #9 - Redesign Your Logo

Doc Scratch? Yeah Doc Scratch I think. His manipulation of Alternia/Earth to ensure tje creation of Lord English ("DNA is crucial/we must understand it/in the human genome/we will find your logo" - the codes that created Doc Scratch + by extension Lord English?) Especially "We are here to help you/everythings connected/time is of the essence/we live in the future"

Also like. "Here we have a circle/smooth and inoffensive/this will be the basis/for your revolution" like come on

Song #10 - Rapunzel

Double digits let's goo 🎉

Anyway I struggled a bit with this at first but I think Davekat (specifically pitch Davekat).

"Couldn't leave her had to meet her/greet the girl of my dreams with a kiss on the hand/What up!" < Dave 100%

Song #11 - Warriors

The troll ancestors. This is way too obvious but do i care? No

Song #12 - Body

Trying so hard to think of something that isn't just that one really good troll animation but god does it work so well. Anyway the obvious stuff:

- eyes (terezi), face (gamzee), arms and legs (vriska + tavros), hands (nepeta), heart (feferi) etc

Song #13 - Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High

Unlucky 13? Maybe! All I can think of is Cronus is being desperate which. Does work

"Now its three in the mornin/and im tryin to change your mind/left you multiple missed calls/and to my message you replied"

Song #14 - God Forgot

God for a second I was terrified id have two Cronus songs in a row but thank God I remembered sollux exists 💀 specifically AraSol

"Before you came along it was God who already forgot me/cut off both my hands, changed the locks again, that's alright/a fuckin angel caught me/she pays all my rent, paints the walls and then sings all night"

Song #15 - God Is Dead

God do you know how long I've been waiting for a Smith Street Band song. Anyway as much as I hate the epilogues this is Ult!Dirk *and* also [S] Collide

God is dead and reality is fake - Lord English destroying dream bubbles/cracking Paradox Space

It's a hivemind nightmare of a dying race - the kids and the trolls are literally a dying race and this shit is definitely a nightmare

And there is no luck and there is no fate - Vriska leading the ghost army methinks

"And nobody cares about you and your pain/but that becomes freedom if you look at it that way" - I'm gonna be real I don't have anything for this part BUT

"I've always been more distressing than cool/I'm a blood nose on the first day of school/my own quiet life at the bottom of the pool/tragedy is comedy if you can get through it" Dirk or dave probably

"Come a long way from a neck in a noose/look me in the eye and call that an excuse/wasnt sure what to make tight or keep loose/was never a boy scout, so I fell straight through it" - Dirk going ultimate

Song #16 - The Sea Is Rising

Would it be cheating to say the Batterwitch flooding Earth B

Uh god idk "I don't want them to look back when the future is written/and know we killed ourselves with nuclear visions and stupid decisions/shit I'd rather an asteroid doomed for collision/than know the planet got fucked by the human condition/sing this tune with conviction" yk what fuck it this is about Alpha Dave now. (Also fun sburb reference with the meteor there ya go)

Song #17 - Masterpiece Theatre III

This would actually work really well for a Five Giants style animation for Homestuck as a whole (focusing on the trolls, the beta kids, the alpha kids and the Cherubs or just showing major events)

Might actually look more into this later because listening to it rn god there's so much potential here

Song #18 - As The World Caves In

Dad Egbert + Mom Lalonde on the Battlefield. That's it that's the post

Song #19 - Bang Bang

Hmm DaveJade I think. Don't ship them personally but it works pretty well

"She was walkin around with a loaded shotgun/ready to fire me a hot one/it went bang bang bang straight through my heart/though I couldve walked away/just stood my ground and let her spray"

Song #20 - Le Seine

How the *fuck* is this at 20 songs already I thought I'd stop at like. 10

Anyway uh. Callieroxy. Don't know why but the vibes are so strong

Song #21 - Children of God

Fuck me I guess I'm still going

Anyway this just has tje vibes of playing Sburb. Like it fucking sucks, it's weird as hell and theres that underlying sense of anger at a universe that Does Not care about you yk

Song #22 - Basics in Behaviour

Please god there's no way I can make this Homestuck am I finally free

God fucking damn it nevermind

"This is how we live our lives searching for the answers inside of every page/and im here wondering if one day we'll finally be free from this cage/is it okay to have this feeling that maybe there is more to this game/however now, no time to question, so just behave" < that's just. That's just sburb. Specifically the way rose is trying to basically tear it apart for answers (and maybe doc scratch coming in for that last line)

Song #22 - Line Without A Hook

Sigh. Do I even need to say anything? Vrisrezi. AraSol. Line Without A Hook works for any fandom and I will *never* be free

Song #23 - Betterman

Epilogues Roxygen? "Cause you taught me so many things about myself and you know this is true/but now we are apart and it's all my fault cause you know I need to be alone/don't know myself, so how can I share me with you girl, or anyone?"

Could also add a sprinkling of June in there if you're feeling particularly trans

Song #24 - Make It Bun Dem

God I was convinced I was free.

"Killin the flows we're sicker than most/defating the foes we weather the most/never yet falter, never yet flop/never yet halt and never yet stop/keep up with God and never yet drop" < peak 2011 amv material (specifically pre-scratch, when the beta kids alcjemise all the cool shit and just kick ass on their planets yk)

Also maybe a rap dave would make I don't fjcking know anymore kts almost 2 am I started doing this *an hour* ago

Song #25 - Let Me Down Easy

God it's just. It's just Davesprite again. Specifically Davesprite after/while dating Jade on the battleship.

"You want someone who wants you for who you are/I want someone to try and let me down easy, easy tonight/easy, easy tonight/honey it's no secret that with matters of the heart/I'm reserved, I'm irrational, and rarely ever start/since the world's dark and often I humane"

Song #26 - Eleanor Rigby

John god tiering and/or retcon powers. Something big and flashy (maybe retcon powers to fit the "all the lonely people" line since him, Davesprite + Roxy are the only people from the preretcon timeline)

Song #27 - Still Alive

Lil Hal leaning into the robot thing as an ironic bit to piss off Dirk? Yeah probably - especially "I'm not even angry/I'm being so sincere right now/even though you broke my heart and killed me"

Song #28 - Tightrope

At this point I'm excited everytime I see an aussie rap song I get excited because it might mean this is finally ending, and everytime I'm disappointed by the depths of my brainrot

Anyway this is also Davejade "i play my demos one by one/smile if she likes it laugh if it sucks" - also the mention of "it's like I'm running with a blindfold" because haha get it she wears a blindfold in her entry god I'm so tired

Song #29 - Float On

This is just John I think. Like it ties into his aspect and how it provides freedom/independence which usually helps solve these major issues hes facing? So he can just "float on"

Song #30 - Rockefeller Street

Jesus fucking christ song 30?? Anyway this whole song is just Trickster Mode. "Everything is more than surreal" fuck dude it sure is

Song #31 - How To Save A Life

Epilogues Dirk + Dave. Specifically that part in Meat (?) After Dirk goes Ultimate and Dave talks about how he should have tried to talk to him or do anything to help him

"Lay down a list of what is wrong/the things you've told him all along/pray to God he hears you"

Song #32 - Little Talks

Hm AraJade or JadeRose I think. "I don't like walking around this old and empty house/so hold my hand I'll walk with you my dear"

Song #33 - Clown Prince

Thank God,,, thank fuckign God ***FINALLY***

There's literally no way I can make this Homestuck it's just fucking and drinking and honestly. Thank God.

It's 2 am. I started this an hour and a half ago as a funny haha. I didn't think I'd get further than 5 songs, but my commitment to tje bit won out over literally everything else

Thank you hilltop hoods

[forever-rogue]

hi! if requests are open for bucky, i like the concept of him being unsure of himself with reader (not a superhero/avenger, maybe just a mutual friend) and pining after them compared to how easy it was to get dates in the 40s. thank you!

tfatws revived my love for bucky im not ashamed

A/N: tfatws has definitely done the same for me! no shame whatsoever!

Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: none

MASTERLIST

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You tore your gaze off of the television before you turned to look at Bucky. His blue eyed stare was trained on you, intense and unwavering. Sometimes it had managed to unnerve you, but you’d gotten used to it over the year you’d known him. He was more than just silent...he was calculating, but it never felt wrong. Waving your hand in front of his face you made a small sound to get his attention. 

“Bucky?” you whispered his name softly and that seemed to snap him back into attention as he opened and closed his mouth a few times. Even in the dim lighting of the room you could see that a warm flush of red had crept up in his cheeks, “everything alright?”

“Y-yeah,” he shook his head, more at himself than anything else, a self-annoyed look crossing his features, “spaced out for a minute. What were you saying?”

“I wasn’t saying anything,” you couldn’t help but laugh at him, watching his features soften when he realized you weren’t going to chastise him for zoning out, “I for one was watching the movie, which is more than I can say for you - you should love the Hobbit if you actually read the book when it first came out. And these movies are actually good. Pay attention, Bucky!”

You grabbed one of the pillows off of your couch and lobbed it at his head; but he was quicker, reflexes still sharp and honed after all this time. The corners of his mouth pulled into a smirk as he held the pillow before determining whether or not to throw it back at you. Immediately sensing what he was doing, you shook your head and jumped up, ducking behind the couch.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart, why are you hiding?” you could practically hear the smirk in his voice as you peeked up at him. The nickname rolled easily off his tongue as it caused a shudder to run down your spine. You knew it meant nothing, that it was just something he tended to call people; it was definitely just a thing. It was nothing particularly about you or targeted at you but you couldn’t help but pause. You knew that you wouldn’t have minded if he called you that intentionally. But that could never, ever happen. This was Bucky after all and you were just...you.

“I know your game, Barnes,” you grinned at him, deciding to let the nickname slide, “I’ll call it a truce and we can go to your favorite place to get some dinner. I’ll pay! I’m waving my proverbial white flag.”

“Now there’s an offer I can’t refuse,” he set the pillow back down on the couch as he stood up and raised his hands in surrender. Slowly you raised to your full height, but kept a wary eye on your best friend, “I keep my promises, you know that.”

“Fine,” you agreed as you grinned at him. Bucky’s breath hitched in his throat as he looked you over and he felt his knees go weak momentarily. He could stare at your smile for hours, “get your jacket and let’s go old man.”

He scoffed in jest as you grabbed your shoulders and jacket off the coat rock and motioned for him to follow, “I’m not that old-”

“106? Isn’t that old?” you raised an eyebrow, barely able to contain your giggles as he rolled his eyes dramatically, “just kidding, Bucky. You know I just love teasing you.”

“I am in my 30s,..technically, thank you very much,” he insisted as he slipped on his shoes and you handed him the leather jacket, “don’t push your luck, kid.”

“See,” you grabbed the keys and he opened the door, ushering you out with a hand on the small of your back, “I swear Bucky Barnes, you’ve been an old man since you were a kid. Now let’s go! There’s pancakes with my name on them waiting.”

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Dinner with Bucky was easy...then again, everything with Bucky was easy. Every time you were with him, things just felt natural and normal, conversation and everything flowed freely. You’d met Bucky completely by chance, running into him, quite literally, on the street as you walked out of your favorite coffee shop and proceeded to spill coffee over both of you. He’d been apologetic, claiming it was his fault, but you’d been insistent that it was yours. One thing had led to another and soon enough you became inseparable friends. 

Much to his surprise, and delight, you’d never treated Bucky as anything but...Bucky. That’s how you’d met him and that’s all he was to you. Bucky. Of course, he was much more than a friend, at least in your mind, but you weren’t about to divulge that little piece of information. At least not yet. Maybe one day...or not. Probably not. No. You weren’t about to make a fool out of yourself and confess your feelings for a man that saw you as nothing but a friend.

Bucky, always alert and cunning, had noticed you’d become quiet throughout dinner as you both ate in silence. Normally he wouldn’t question it, but he knew your tells and could easily read you by this point and knew that something was up. 

“What?” he gently nudged your foot with his and you snapped back into attention as you looked at him, “you’re awfully deep in thought for someone that just wanted some pancakes.” 

“It’s nothing,” you insisted nervously, swallowing your bite down and clearing your throat, “just...tired?”

“Mhmm,” he wasn’t going to push you, know you’d come around eventually, “whatever you say, sweetheart.”

There it was again, and you felt a warmth flush over your face as you focused your attention on the syrupy mess on your plate. It was silent for a few more minutes before you noticed a few women sitting at the diner’s counter, giggling among themselves as they cast longing glances at Bucky. Something in your stomach twisted and your heart constricted. Of course they were looking at him, women often did. And you couldn’t blame them; Bucky was handsome in almost every way, and you yearned after him as well. But unlike most other people, you weren’t about to be so obvious about it. 

“Looks like you have a little fanclub,” you murmured softly under your breath as you lightly motioned towards them women. Bucky slyly followed your gaze and studied the newcomers and huffed in annoyance. He abhorred any sort of extra attention, especially when it came from people that only liked him because of his looks. Besides that, it often didn’t last terribly long; usually people realized who he was - used to be - and that scared them right off.

“They’ll leave soon enough,” he shrugged them off before turning his attention back to you, “besides, I-I’m not interested. It’s not like it used to be…”

“Back when?” you quickly snorted in amusement as he jokingly glared at you, “back in your day? I bet you had them all over you then too.”

“Well, it certainly was easier,” he admitted as he played with the straw in his almost empty milkshake, “nowadays people are harder to read. They all either want one thing, or they just stick around until they find someone else. It’s not worth it...and honestly, now one has caught my eye.”

“No one?” you asked as you pushed your last bite around the plate, letting the fluffy pancake soak up the syrup, “I find that hard to believe, even for you, Buck. Everyone has someone they’re interested in.”

“Huh,” he mused as drained the last of the milkshake, “well then, is there someone that has captured your interest?”

“I...no, not really,” you lied, hoping he wouldn’t pick up on the lie. Instead he immediately made a sound of small disbelief; you should haven’t even bothered to try and lie to him. He could see right through you, “there’s nobody.”

“I thought you said everyone has someone that they’re interested in?” oh yeah, he definitely wasn’t going to let this go at all. 

“Except me.”

“I find that doubtful.”

“What about you then, Bucky Barnes?” you decided to deflect by throwing the question right back at him, “has anyone captured your interest?”

Bucky paused for a moment, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he mulled over his next words carefully, “yes. There is someone.”

“O-oh,” you stammered as his gaze shifted back to you, blue eyes keenly studied your features, “you gonna tell me who it is?”

“Well,” he started slowly, tapping his fingers on the table as he leaned towards, "there is someone, but I don't know if she knows or thinks of me as more than a friend, but god, I hope she does. She's been my friend for a while now and I kind of want to ask her on a date, a proper date, but don't quite know how."

"Do you...do you think she could feel the same about you?" butterflies erupted in your stomach as you tried to calm the rapid beating of your heart. Surely he couldn't mean you. But then...why was a light flush of pink in his cheeks? Why was he watching you so intently?

"I don't know," he confessed with a light shrug as he sat back in the booth, an arm extended over the back, the picture of ease, "sometimes I think she might, but I don't want to think she does and mess anything up. I'd rather keep her as a friend than lose her."

"I guess you won't know unless you ask her…" you were positive that he could hear your heart beating rapidly, "you never know until you try. I have a feeling she won't turn you down if you ask...just a hunch…"

"Hmm…" a smile, dazzling and brilliant, grazed his features, "well then sweet-"

"Excuse me," one of the girls from the counter had approached your table and was leaning into Bucky, with her back to you. She was twirling her hair around her finger as she offered him her most dazzling smile. She was definitely beautiful and you really had nothing to base your annoyance off of, but she rubbed you the wrong way, "I was just wondering if you'd-"

"Hi, excuse me?" you couldn't help yourself as you gently tapped her arm. Bucky raised an eyebrow as she gave her a surprised look on her face, "I don't want to interrupt but he's mine. And if you don't mind...we're on a date."

"O-oh," her eyes widened as she looked between you and Bucky, who was currently sporting the most shit eating grin, "I didn't know. Sorry…"

She scurried back to her friends as you looked back down at your plate. Bucky cleared his throat as he leaned in, hardly believing what had happened. You could feel his curious blue eyes on you, searing and questioning.

"So she feels the same way or she's a good liar," he said softly as you chanced a glance, biting on your lip, "I'm yours, huh?"

"Shut up," you groaned, "it was to get her away from you, so you're welcome."

"Mhmm…" god that smile made you want to melt.

"Bucky!"

"Thank you," he bowed his head slightly, "what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Nothing...why?"

"Can I take you on a date?" he asked as you looked at him in surprise, wide doe eyes meeting his, "a proper date?"

"I...yeah, Bucky. I'd like that a lot," you agreed softly, "see...I told you she won't turn you down."

"Guess you were right," he was causal, but inside his heart was fit to burst as he reached across the table and gently put his hand on top of yours, "I'm already hers, but she's my girl too."

Yeah. You could definitely get used to that.

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