#also he's being such a mean dom XD

[mossmx]

I'm rewatching Space Seed (khan episode) and literally all of it could have been avoided if I was the history ensign, once again billion of people could be saved by asexuality XD

[ravensmadreads]

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I know you said angst but... im feeling some type of way so.. 👉🏼👈🏼 putting in a request for brat tamer hotch?? Maybe?? 👉🏼👈🏼 when you feel like it of course!

do not get mad at me for the beginning this isn't what it looks like i swear this is smut not angst lmfaooooo

brat tamer hotch my weakness <333

nsfw - minors dni

cw: orgasm denial and a sprinkle of degradation <3

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“I’ll be home before 8. I love you.”

You stared at your boyfriend’s text, struggling to maintain the pout on your face that you’d been wearing all day.

Aaron had been gone on a case for a whole week, and his absence around the house had been driving you crazy. You were mad at him, and even though you refused to admit it, the reason wasn’t the fact that he hadn’t called you the night before to wish you ‘good night’ and send you a virtual forehead kiss like he always did.

Feeling angry towards Aaron, during the periods of time he was away, was a pattern you couldn’t ignore anymore. Maybe you weren’t really mad at him. Maybe you were just trying to protect yourself from feeling hurt and lonely the nights you were falling asleep holding his pillow instead of him. Because, in reality, just the sweet ‘I love you’ he had texted you, made your heart melt like butter.        

Still, when you heard his key turn in the lock, you didn’t jump out of your seat to run to the door so you could climb into his arms like your heart craved. You simply kneeled on the couch, waiting for him to come to you.

“Sweetheart,” he called out for you, his arm already wrapped your shoulders pulling you against him. “I missed you.”

“I did too,” you said, and let him bless you with one of his gentle kisses.

“Mmm…missed this,” he whispered, with his eyes still closed, as he pulled away from the kiss. “I’m gonna go take a shower.”

You would be too embarrassed to admit it out loud, but you secretly wished he wouldn’t take showers so fast after coming home from work. Maybe you were gross for thinking that way, but his natural scent after a long day was even more delicious to you than his shower gel and after shave.

“Okay,” you said. “Have you eaten?”

“Yes, baby,” he answered, already walking towards the bathroom, his thick fingers working on untying his tie. “Don’t worry.”

You sat back down on the couch, opening the book you had been reading, paying no attention to the words on the paper. Why couldn’t you just be normal? Give him a big hug to the point where he couldn’t breathe and tell him how impossible it was for you to have a good day when he wasn’t around?

His smile, less than twenty minutes later, when he was back in the living room made you almost swoon. His dimples were gonna be the end of you.

As if he knew how to become even more irresistible to you, he sat on the other end of the couch, spread his legs and patted on his thigh. “Come here.”

“I’m reading.” What was wrong with you?

“You haven’t seen me in a week and that’s the welcome I get?”

You looked up at him, staying silent, but Aaron seemed to lose his patience.

“Put the book down and come here,” he ordered.

It was not an easy thing to say no to Aaron Hotchner when he used his authoritative voice on you. So you did as he said. Just a moment later, you were on his lap, straddling him, his large hands placed possessively on your hips.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” you mumbled, lowering your gaze so you wouldn’t be met with his intense one.

“Then what’s that cute little pout doing on your face, hm?” Aaron asked, grabbing your chin with two of his fingers, forcing you to look at him.

“I’m not pouting,” you argued, fully aware that you were doing just that.

“You sure are. Are you mad at me or something?” His one hand was now petting your hair, and it was so hard not to melt completely under his touch.

“No.”

Aaron smiled. And then he started laughing.

“What?” you asked annoyed.

“Nothing. I just think that I know what’s wrong.”

“And what’s wrong?” you challenged him.

“I think…” he said slowly, his hands running up and down your torso, making you shiver, “that my baby is a little frustrated because she hasn’t been touched in a week.”

You bit the inside of your cheek hearing his words. “I can make myself feel good on my own, you know. I have fingers,” you said, showing him your hand, trying to make a point.

He grabbed it, pulling you on his body. “But do those pretty fingers make you get complaints from your neighbors because you were screaming too loud like my cock does?”

Aaron was staring at your mouth, waiting for you to make the first move. You tried, really tried to resist. But you failed.

You whined into his mouth, finally getting what you wanted. Your lips moved desperately against his, the feeling of his hand tugging on your hair making the ache between your legs unbearable.

You rocked yourself against him, hoping you would get some relief and Aaron was kind enough to let you. But you knew him, and you knew he wouldn’t let this slide so easily.

“Enough now,” he whispered in your ear.

“But I need…” you started to complain, but he didn’t let you finish.

“You can make yourself feel good on your own, angel,” he smirked. “You have fingers,” he said and glanced at your hand.

You did your very best to give him puppy eyes, but Aaron was not about to give in.

“Come on, baby. Touch yourself. Show me how you do it without me.” He readjusted himself on the couch, placing an arm under his head, ready to watch the show. The way his arm flexed made you almost drool, wishing you were sinking your teeth into his toned muscles.

With your cheeks burning from embarrassment you reached into your panties and started rubbing your sensitive clit in circles. It felt good, and the way Aaron’s dark gaze was focused on yours made it even better.

“Take this off, I wanna look,” he said, gesturing at your shorts.

You didn’t wanna give him what he wanted, but Aaron didn’t wait too long before taking the matter into his own hands. He pulled your shorts down harshly, your underwear coming off with them too.

“Much better,” he said, staring at your pussy with hungry eyes.

His tight grip on your thighs hurt, but somehow it combined well with the pleasure you were feeling.

“Inside now,” he said, as if he was giving you instructions for the most causal thing in the world.

You slipped two of your fingers inside you, dropping your gaze into his lap for a second so you could see how hard he was. Satisfied from the sight you moved your fingers faster, feeling your orgasm approaching.

You didn’t notice that Aaron’s left hand wasn’t on your thigh anymore. But you did notice when he wrapped it around your wrist.

“No, no,” you whined when you realized what he was about to do.

“Brats don’t get to cum,” he said, and pulled your hand away from your pussy. The euphoric feeling between your thighs turned into an achy one really fast.

“Aaron…” you whimpered, desperate for release. You tried to clench your thighs together or rub yourself against him, but Aaron was way stronger than you and could control your body almost effortlessly.

“Look how horny you are,” he said in a condescending tone. “It’s embarrassing.”

“It hurts,” you pouted, tears filling the corner of your eyes.

“I know,” he smirked. “That’s the point.”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, knowing that was what Aaron was waiting for. “I’m sorry for having an attitude. Of course it feels better when you fuck me. It can’t even compare.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm…” you nodded, eagerly.

He smiled sweetly at you. “There’s my good girl. Go on, touch it,” he said, releasing your hand.

You did.

“It’s too sensitive now,” you complained.

“Aw…” he cooed. “Did I ruin your orgasm?”

“You’re awful,” you sighed, and let yourself fall against his chest.

Aaron ran his hand up and down your back, trying to soothe you. “Lie back down.”

Your tummy twisted in excitement. In just a few seconds you were laying on the couch with Aaron’s head between your legs. He pulled your shorts and panties completely off and kissed the inside of your thigh. Then he gave a gentle kiss to your clit sending sparkles all over your body.

“You’re dripping down to your knees,” he said and finally started licking you like you needed.

“Fuck,” you whined, his tongue doing its magic on you like nothing else ever could.

You fingers got lost between his thick hair, trying to hold him in place as if he would go away.

“Oh my God…Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

He sucked on your clit and your body started shaking; you knew you’d be coming in his mouth soon.

The sounds he was making against you, the moans that were leaving his mouth as if he was the one about to cum drove you insane.

Your eyes rolled back as your orgasm took over your body. “Oh my God, oh my God, I can’t…” you moaned. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” he said, giving a few more long licks to your pussy. “See how you took it like a good girl?”

You let out a shaky breath staring at the ceiling. This was heaven.

Aaron kissed your tummy and returned to his seating position, taking you with him.

“See?” he said kissing your cheek. “One orgasm later and the brat that welcomed me home tonight is nowhere to be found.”

You giggled and rested your head on his shoulder, feeling exhausted.

“I’m sorry. I just missed you a lot,” you admitted.

“I know you did, sweetheart,” he said softly, kissing the middle of your palm. “And I missed you too. Let’s go to bed.”

“Can I suck you off in there?” you asked, shyly. “Wanna fall asleep with you in my mouth.”

He chuckled, clearly thinking how impractical your suggestion was, but indulging you anyway. “Anything my sweet girl wants.”

[maryangelex]

@cadotoast requested: Can you do a Dom price and bratty reader? Bonus points if it's like in the omegaverse because for some fucking reason I have a fixation now xD

a/n: thank you for your request!! unfortunately i am not knowledgeable enough in the omegaverse so i dont wanna do you a disservice ahh!! but lucky you i am very knowledgeable in dom!price so here's this lil drabble ;)

c/w: dom/sub relationship, dom!price x bratty!reader, brat tamer!price, spanking

You knew better, you weren't unfamiliar with John's temper. You knew some days he was running on a short fuse because of his job. Yet, for whatever reason that didn't stop you today. Something today made you feel like being a major brat to John.

Maybe it was the seething heat between your legs; your cycle tracker did indicate you were your most fertile. Did that also mean that you would be as unruly as you were horny?

At this point, you had forgotten what exactly you had said to get John so riled up. It was something along the lines of you giving the poor man attitude, or maybe it was the bitter pout you gave him and the defiance towards anything and everything he said or did. It was definitely the fact that he had to leave on deployment in just a few days.

Yeah, that was always the reason. That was the sole factor for you acting like a brat towards him; it was like your version of a tantrum begging for him not to leave, your way of expressing your bitterness towards his line of work and the days - or weeks or months - he had to be away.

But right now you could barely remember how it really started. All you could focus on was the loud smack from John's heavy palm landing on your already reddened ass. It made you let out a loud whine laced with pleasure and pain. John had you bent over his muscular lap, your panties long forgotten somewhere on the floor and your ass exposed and beaten.

"Haven't even touched you and yet look at the mess yer makin'", John's words brought you out of your haze, and the feeling of his index finger spreading your slick all over your folds and cheeks made your needy pussy pulsate.

"P-please, John," your voice was hoarse

"Please what, sweetheart?"

"N-need your cock, John, please."

"Uh-uh," he tsked as his hand reached to undo his pants, "naughty whores like you don't get to be fucked, now, do they?"

When he released his leaking cock from his pants, he used his other hand to grab a handful of your hair, pulling your head back and aligning your mouth with his cock, sinking your head down until your mouth encapsulated him to the base.

"That's it, love, let's put that bratty mouth to better use."

[quinloki]

Not sure if you've done these yet but let's go with Pegging and Breeding with Kid, Killer, and Law please?

Pegging and Breeding with Kid, Killer and Law - why yes I think I will enjoy this ask \o/

The perfect way to warm up for the day if I do say so myself.

We'll go in your thoughtfully provided alphabetical order <3

I've done breeding for all of them before now, but hadn't done pegging for any of them. Given how pegging works, I did add a little to each breeding entry ^_^

Eustass Kid:

Pegging - Yes - Kid's an equal opportunity kind of lover. Anything he's doing to you - as much as it can be - it's been done to him. Whether he really vibes it or not, he's going to experience it at least once. I've referred to Doflamingo as a hedonistic peacock, Eustass is more of a hedonistic dragon. He hoards kinks and pleasures and makes them his own, and it's not so much that he shares as it is that he pulls you into his pile of debaucheries.

So, he'll not only let you peg him, he'll make the strap on, walk you through prepping him, go over all the safeties, etc. You might peg him, hells, sometimes you might top him, but you'll probably never dom him.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - Man's got a specific piece of furniture for this. It's designed to be adjustable (It goes from 4'00" - 12'00" just because he could), and can be used with or without straps. It's got a few other addons, and it's multiple body type friendly.

Hey, Eustass makes things with his hands - not just metal stuff, the man's leather working and wood working skills are on point and I'm not even speaking in double entendre xD It's designed to keep from having the sub/bottom that gets on it from being too exhausted to be, well, bred. (Designed with their pleasure in mind cause some of these addons vibrate).

Thing of it like a comfy saddle with a sybian built into it (google that at your own risk). (I even wrote a drabble for bottom!Eustass week where he's "testing" it out, so he 100% takes what he gives.)

Killer:

Pegging - Yes - almost a FUCK Yes. Killer's more flexible on the top/bottom vibes than his captain (Kid will bend, just not as often), but he's very similar in the dom/sub category. You can peg him, he'll be all for it, going over all the specifics and talking you through the prep. If you're in a dominate mind set you might be able to find a few subby cracks in Killer's mask, but chances are he's power bottoming, vs letting you have any real control.

He'll enjoy it, and so will you, so there shouldn't be any complaints. He lets himself sink in pleasure just as much as any other horny member of the crew, and few sights are sweeter than having Killer twitch and gasp in pleasure under you.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - I mean, have you see that breeding bench that Kid built?! Of course he enjoys using it, and this is a style of marking/possessiveness he can get behind. (ah, heh accidental pun there. get behind... xD) It's not just filling you up over and over that he enjoys, sometimes letting others fill you up too, but it's having you shudder and cum on his cock over and over too. He's into it just as much for your continued pleasure as his own.

The number of times your body tries to curl on that bench is going to be at least twice as often as Killer satisfies himself, and he'll certainly take his turn on it. It's comfy, for one, and sometimes it's nice to just sink into the bench and let other people do the work while he enjoys himself.

Trafalgar Law:

Pegging - Sure - If you want enthusiasm there's a lot of other kinks for Law that'll work. He's not against receiving, he's just never really lively about it. He's also really about control, and he doesn't like giving it up (Which is why on the rare cases when he'll sub he's a massive brat about it). He'll still walk you through everything - he's not about to let you accidentally hurt him.

Once things get going, he will enjoy himself. He might huff and grumble during the setup a little, but it's not like you're forcing him to do something he dislikes. He's just neutral about it.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - He loves to breed you. Whether it's putting you on a specific breeding bench, or having you hold your legs open for him as he fills you up, or pressing into you, filling you up again and again. With his devil fruit (or in other AUs non-condom forms of birth control) there's no concern of becoming pregnant unexpectedly, and that makes it hotter for both of you. There's just an extra layer of control and trust in there because of it.

As for being bred... hm... I almost feel like he'd have to lose a bet or something. There's just so much control he's handing over and I don't think he'd be up for it as a general rule.

[teecupangel]

I had an idea, but am stuck on a Desmon/Deimos (Alexios) fic. I don't no which way to take it. Either way it starts a little after Kassandra first sees Deimos is alive, Desmond gets teleported back in time. Dropped right at Deimos' feet. He thinks Desmond is a "demigod" to and a gift from the gods. Spins it in his own head that Desmond could be the Aphrodite to his Ares. Every god has a consort after all.

Now here is where I'm torn. Would it be better to go with

A.) Desmond escapes him and as Demios is hunting him down at the same time Desmond runs into Kassandra. He tells her there is a maniac hunting him and Kassandra is just like "well that sucks I'm in the middle of something, but stick with me and I'll help you." unaware that it is her brother hunting him. They stick together, bond, and somewhere down the line Demios catches up to them.

B.) Stockholm syndrome Desmond who is just tired of everything and kinda just gives in. Cause Demios is certainly devoted, obsessively so, but is it such a surprise that Desmond just wants someone to love him.

C.) Not quite Stockholm syndrome Desmond where he sees what the cult has done to Demios and tries to help him through it because all he sees is a more dramatic version of the farm. Demios being a more suped up version of what they wanted him (desmond) to be.

Or D.) Dark Desmond who is equally as tired as B desmond but goes about it much more different. He has a rather powerful "demigod" in love with him who would raze cities in his name and lay any treasures he asks for at his feet. Demios could help him get more POEs and hell, maybe even kill an isu your two. How could he pass this up?

Those are some ideas but I'm not sure which is the more pleasing option.

Any help would be appreciated <3

Sorry nonny, this answer is a month late TTATT

Also, if by help you mean help you choose, I will be no help at all.

Instead, I’ll give you more ideas for each ideas you have XD

A) This could easily turn into a found family between Desmond and Kassandra, with the crew of the Adrestia as well. In this one, you can focus on Desmond joining Kassandra on her travels because he has nowhere else to go and Kassandra doesn’t mind picking up ‘strays’ as long as they work at the ship. Plus, Desmond was good at sailing, more than anyone else in the crew. He also has the strangest ideas for upgrades that works really really help so, truly, Kassandra wouldn’t mind saying that Desmond was a godsend. Of course, Deimos would see them close and become jealous. It doesn’t matter if Kassandra and Desmond don’t have any romantic feelings to one another, the fact that his Aphrodite chose his older sister instead of him just covers his wounds with salt and he’d become more obsessed with having Desmond. This could be the one where Deimos has a heel turn and a redemption arc or… a story of how obsession can burn everything around it.

B) This can be the smuttiest of the four with a heavy serving of a not healthy dom-sub relationship. Their relationship would be toxic for both of them and this is one where Desmond doesn’t really care about anything while Deimos tries to win his affection by doing what he does best… murder and chaos. This can turn darker than D honestly.

C) Okay so this is like B but Desmond keeps his sanity and tries to help Deimos to his redemption arc. This would work better as a slow burn with Desmond simply trying to help him, not realizing that he’s falling in love with him until it’s too late, he’s in too deep and fuck it he’ll follow Deimos to the depths of Tartarus just so he could drag him back up.

D) You can make this a Dark!Desmond setup where the pain of dying and being thrown into the past had changed Desmond in more ways than one. In this one, they could both be two people starving for love and affection that found one another. But instead of helping each other be better, they just make each other worse. A lot of “the world versus us” mentality with Desmond being the whisper in Deimos’ ears that would lead to him taking out the cult himself just to please Desmond. Desmond, on the other hand, does love Deimos, he truly does, but he also has a warped sense of justice by this point and would probably create his own Assassin Brotherhood. This one could have Deimos worshiping Desmond as a god turned mortal, more of the Persephone to his Hades than the Aphrodite to his Ares.

[punks-never-die205]

I both love Kid and Killer 💯😍🤭what do you think.. are their differences in having Sex and relationship? I mean how would it be with Kid.. how with Killer?

XD I have written literal books on this for these two - though Unseen isn’t done yet, and A Light Touch as two more books to go.

But on a higher level:

Kid’s more subtle in his romantic declarations. He’ll say sweet things in context, but usually nothing overt. He’ll brush off every gift as no big deal but inwardly beam at your reaction.

Killer will drop sweet words after things are established, and kind praises, but he’ll also have more subtle expressions too - like cooking for you.

Kid behind closed doors is demanding and in control. He’s a dom through and through, and he’ll take you to limits you didn’t know you had. He’ll be rough and crude, but so exacting and sweet you’ll be begging for more even when he hasn’t prompted it.

Killer is more subdued. A soft daddy style dom who likes control as much as Kid, but is more subtle and precise. I’ve said before Kid demands obedience and gets it, but Killer has you compliant before you can even consider being anything else.

In the end there’s a decent amount of overlap, but they’re definitely two very different people.

[akanesheep]

How they love:

Disclaimer: this is only about love style. Should be pretty SFW, as I’m not going into kinks, dom/sub, etc. These aren’t officially ‘love styles’ they are simply as I see them (and I’m too busy and lazy to go look for definitions XD)

Lucifer:

This man is deep and mature. He doesn’t play childish games, and won’t tolerate his partner being childish or manipulative within the aspects of their relationship. It amuses him when you play pranks with his brothers, but if you attempted to use your relationship as part of that? You could find yourself both strung up beside his brothers, and your relationship in dire jeopardy. Trust is everything to him.

He would give you the world, go to war for you, give you anything you could ever want…which is why he would accept other partners if you’re poly. He knows how incredible you are, and he knows others see it too.

Mammon:

He’s greedy, but also a free spirit…if you’re too controlling, he’ll resent you. Last thing this man wants is another Lucifer. He’s a generous and greedy lover, and when you’re with him, you are the center of his world. When you aren’t, don’t worry, you’re definitely on his mind. He’s gonna get some money to spoil his treasure. It’s all about you baby, you just gotta let him be himself.

If you’re poly, he’s the second hardest to adjust, because of his greed, but as poly relationships are common in the Devildom, he can adapt as long as you aren’t trying to bring in some low level demon.

Levi:

You know this man is starved in every way… no one really knows when it started, but even in the celestial realm he was high-strung. A strategic mind that leads soldiers is in there, although it can be hard to believe when he jumps and blushes, babbling self-depreciating comments and apologizing profusely… simply because your shoulders brush each other. You have to approach each aspect of a relationship with him slowly. Let him show himself to you in parts. It will take time, but he’ll eventually get him to a place of him being comfortable enough to be assertive.

If you’re poly, this is not the man to start with. His envy will try to convince him that he isn’t enough for you. In fairness his envy will gnaw at him regardless, and you’ll have to deal with occasional jealousy… and that is whether your’re poly or not.

Satan:

Don’t ever tell him, don’t even hint at it, but he is quite a lot like Lucifer in how he loves. He loves completely, deep and mature. Where he differs is in his romancing. His entire scope of love has been modeled by books. Flowers and tokens of affection will definitely be a part of your relationship.

What makes things more complicated is his sin. As hard as he works at keeping it under control, it will occasionally come out. It’s always just under the surface after all. That doesn’t mean mindless rampaging, but his fear of losing control of his Wrath with you is enough to give him nightmares. He trusts you, he doesn’t trust himself. He will be likely to walk away when he feels his wrath trying to break through, let him. He needs to feel in control of it, especially around you.

Wrath issues aside, prepare for him to pamper you however he can. Expect trips to art museums, libraries, cafes, book stores. This man is ✨cultured✨.

If you’re poly, he would accept it, as it is pretty common in the demon realm, but he’ll look for excuses to monopolize you. Look, his love is mature, but he’s still quite young and prone to immature behavior (perfect example? The Anti-Lucifer League). The only partner he would have serious issue with is Lucifer, but as we know, our boy has Daddy issues.

Asmo:

If you think perfect nails and flamboyant personality were all there was to this demon, you’d be wrong. His shallow facade is his public face. Behind closed doors, this man is deep. His lust is a very superficial thing, and it drives much of his actions, but his heart is not so simple. He will tease & tempt you in every sexual capacity, but he loves you deeply. After the ‘fun’ he is content to simply exist with you, talking about everything he wants with you, what he wants for himself, and anything that’s on his mind. His love is very flirty and fun, but not fickle. It runs to his core. Never think otherwise.

Did you know this man is insecure? He could rival Levi if anyone knew the thoughts that ran through his head. With the way he acts, you’d think he was the most self-positive of all of the brothers, but the truth is that he needs the attention of everyone, the adoring fans, the devilgram likes, everything, just to convince himself that he’s worthwhile.

Don’t get me wrong, he’s beautiful and sexy, and he knows it. Praise was heaped upon him since his birth in the celestial realm. He was ‘The Jewel of the Heavens’, the most beautiful of them all. Until the war. Until he was cast down, to become a demon. The very thing he was raised to believe was the most vile, hideous, ugly, and disgusting thing to exist. Along with that, was the sin that took him over. As an Angel, sexual need wasn’t a driving force… and wasn’t something he felt before. Now? It was like he was on fire, and it disgusted him. He didn’t know the names, couldn’t remember the faces, felt absolutely nothing for them, just using them to fill this hollow hungry void within himself. Thousands of years passed that way until he crawled to some sort of control. Found a way to use his sin, instead of it using him… but he’s always being lead by it.

It’s different with you. All of it. He doesn’t need his sin with you. I mean you’re immune to it anyhow, so he knows everything you two have is genuine.

Asmo’s way of showing his love going to be through pampering. You will be bathed, lotioned, polished and dressed to perfection. If you’re poly, he’s down for it… after all, he’s lust personified, and no matter how you shake it, he will occasionally have to feed it before he takes over. Whether it’s through his on/off relationship with Solomon, or he goes clubbing, he’ll have to feed his lust. It doesn’t make his love for you any less.

Beel:

Acts of service, so much of this. He shows his love in the cutest ways. He’ll bring you some pretty flowers he saw on his morning jog, he saw a cute cake when getting something to eat and brought it home. His style is very pure and trusting. It’s a very innocent love. (Until you get to bed… *ahem*)

Beel is a simple man. So long as he has food, you, and his family, he’s the happiest demon around. If someone messes with those he loves, well, he hopes they made their peace, because he’s about to take them out. It isn’t even hate or malice, just a fact.

He isn’t a very jealous demon either… within limits. If you’re poly and he respects the other partner, he’s fine, as long as they don’t hurt you. He’s most willing to share time with you with Belphie, because he and Belphie share everything, it just makes sense.

Belphie:

You two didn’t exactly get the best start… and this demon has some unresolved traumas. (I mean, they all do, and it’s obvious). However, once they fall for you, he gives you 100% love and devotion, along with 60% snark and sarcasm. I mean, he’s a brat and a demon after all.

His love style is comfort. Which is rather obvious. He teases constantly, but when it comes down to it, you couldn’t have a better cuddle buddy. If someone messes with you, he’s on it. He may be the Avatar of Sloth, but he’s one of the worst demons to cross, because he will hurt them, and he will enjoy it.

Back to love. He is our lazy, sleepy boi. He won’t self-motivate unless absolutely necessary. He will rarely take initiative, but you can guarantee that when he does, it won’t be by halves. That being said, he isn’t particularly jealous. He knows his limitations, he knows he’s asleep more than awake, and that you need to be able to move about as you wish. He wouldn’t deny you this. He’s obviously most comfortable with Beel, but allows you to choose with your heart. Lucifer and Diavolo are his least favorites in that regard, but he’s managed this long, he’ll be fine.

[heresthestorymorningglory]

Under Your Spell - Part 2

Good morning my loves!

Part 2 is comin' in hot 🔥If you missed part 1 find it here

A/N: As I said initially, approach with caution; as per usual it’s an 18+ NSFW but on top of that this one has a stalker warning, some voyeurism and also got a tad violent. it’s not TOTALLY Dead Dove, Don’t Eat but it toes that line, so if that’s not for you, just don’t okay?

And of course, again I say,

I can’t post without giving credit where credit is due; this thing took on a life of it’s own and if it weren’t for @ken-dom and @travelerwashere it wouldn’t be what it is; I can’t thank you both enough for your constant support and inspiration (at all hours of the night) and keeping me from spiraling down the anxiety rabbit hole you both know I tend to lose myself in <3

Title credit goes to my fellow Goosecord compadre @webbo0, and he also gets credit for the "If you know me irl and you saw this...no you didn't (you know who you are xD)

Enjoy babes <3

Multiple times throughout the week he had freely let himself into your house, not to do anything malicious…he would never, just simply to sit on your bed and read your journal. 

Today was Saturday, and if you stuck to your usual routine, you would be out until well into the afternoon. He had found himself in a bit of a weird routine himself, he would find your journal which lately you had kept on your bedside table, and before taking off his boots (because sitting on your bed with them on was just rude) he would check behind your pillows where you had yet to discover the lacy pink…..they were gone.

He frowned, moving the pillows a little more…he was almost certain he’d-

“Is this what you’re looking for?” 

His blood froze instantly and he slowly straightened up, making no moves to turn around immediately. His mind raced with excuses, reasons he would be here, in your bedroom…he had none. 

Slowly, he turned around and there you stood, your face unreadable, one hand on your hip, the other holding those pink panties. 

He didn’t speak, he couldn’t….what could he possibly say? And yet, there you stood, silently, waiting, blocking his exit. 

After a few more excruciating seconds you raised an eyebrow “Well?” 

He opened his mouth to speak and couldn’t find the words, so he closed it again; you didn’t seem angry though….or scared. Just…indifferent. 

He licked his lips and tried again, looking from your face to the pink garment hanging off your index finger…they were clean, which meant you had washed them. 

When he still didn’t speak, you did; obviously tired of waiting for an explanation he didn’t have. 

“Do you make a habit of breaking into your neighbours houses?” you asked, the question obviously being rhetorical as you continued “Going through drawers, and journals….”

His brow creased as he listened to your words…how had you known…

You pulled your phone out of your pocket, navigating somewhere before turning the screen towards him. 

“But my personal favourite,” you continued, as he watched himself on your tiny screen, back on that first day 

“I…” he had started, not really sure what to say next; you had cameras, there was no denying it, no making up excuses, you’d had cold hard evidence in the palm of your hand; he was busted. 

You walked deeper into the room, setting your phone on the dresser as you spoke. He was rooted to the spot, even if he had wanted to, he couldn’t move. 

“Does it turn you on?” you asked softly, pink panties now swinging from your still extended index finger as you walked, like a lioness, stalking her prey  “Watching me?” 

He wasn’t sure what to say, so instead of incriminating himself further, he kept quiet; his heart slamming against his ribcage. 

“And you read my journal…” you continued, in that soft even tone, that only slightly put him on edge “Which means you read what I wrote….about you” 

His nose scrunched slightly in confusion briefly as he listened to you, your journal still in his hands. 

You had stopped walking, now standing a few feet in front of him before you tossed the panties at him; instinctively he caught them against his stomach; eyes locking with yours. 

You looked him up and down and he watched you curiously. Were you….flirting?

“Do it again” 

He cocked his head slightly with a frown; hand unintentionally closing tightly around the underwear still in his hand. “What?” 

“You heard me” your voice was still low, even and unbothered “Do it again” you repeated, reaching out and taking your journal from his hand, tossing it on your bed. “Come on,” you taunted, “Or would you rather watch from under my bed?” 

He stood face to face with you in this standoff; you were unreadable, was this punishment? Or were you more like him than he had realized?

“I want to watch you jerk off into my panties” you whispered, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. 

You were flirting. 

Almost instantaneously, his body felt like it had been set on fire; his cock rock hard and straining against his jeans. He unbuttoned his jeans, very aware that your eyes were watching him, and had before…

"Take your gloves off; I want you to feel them" you smiled up at him from under your lashes. 

He chewed the inside of his cheek but did as you asked, pulling them off and putting them in your outstretched hand, his fingers brushing your palm sending shockwaves through his overheated form. 

You ran your tongue between your lips, your fingers toying with the worn leather. 

"I'm waiting" you whispered and he watched as you took the gloves dragging the leather fingertips down your chest and between your cleavage. 

His eyes slipped closed as he wrapped his fingers around his shaft enveloped in that familiar silky fabric. 

"Look at me" 

He moaned, and opened them, you had moved closer, mere inches between you now. 

His breathing had gotten heavier, his knees threatening to give out. 

He gasped audibly when your hand closed around his; slender and warm, stroking slowly. You pressed against him and he shuddered. 

Your breath was hot against his neck. 

"I watch you too" you whispered and he squeezed his eyes shut, a deep guttural moan as he spilled over his hand and yours. 

You moaned into his neck, smiling against his skin, as you kissed his jaw dropping the newly soiled underwear at your feet. Your now bare hand, closing around his cock with no barrier between the two. He moaned as you stroked, he could feel himself growing hard against your palm. 

"I-I can't…" he breathed 

"Can't or won't?" You asked, squeezing gently and he moaned loud "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" 

You pulled back, and the pout on your lips made him want to bite them. Hard. 

"Or do you just like watching me?" You pressed against him "Get naked?" 

There was a silence that hung in the air before you spoke again. "I want you" you moaned and he broke. 

He slammed you up against the wall, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip before he sucked on it and you moaned against his lips. Your hands tugged hard on his jeans before yanking his jacket off. 

His hands pulled just as frantically at your clothes, still not convinced this wasn't a dream. He yanked your t-shirt over your head, both hands cupping your breasts over your bra, burying his nose into your cleavage, teeth sinking into the meaty flesh. You threw your head back moaning to the ceiling, pushing your chest out, fingers twisting in his golden locks, pulling hard. 

He sank to his knees in front of you, you had released your hold in his hair, eyes meeting his as he looked up at you from the floor, hands hovering over your hips; you pulled on your bottom lip with your thumb and index finger with a nod. “Do it” you nodded breathlessly and he throbbed painfully between his own legs. 

Fingers curling around the waist of your jeans, pulling them down with your panties in one swift motion. 

Chest heaving as you kicked them off, his bare hands sliding up your warm naked thighs. He leaned forward, nose pressed against your core; you moaned over him, and he felt your hands find his shoulders to steady yourself on the wall. He licked a hot stripe up your centre and your knees instantly buckled as you thrust your hips forward with a loud cry; He squeezed your hips harder, with a shove, pinning them against the wall with more force before he continued his assault on your most sensitive parts, you were absolutely soaked. He moaned into your folds and this time when your knees buckled he let them, arms hooking under your knees and around the backs of your thighs,your legs over either one of his shoulders, his hands pressing against the small of your back, forcing your core to be flush with his mouth. His boot slid against the polished floor trying to find its grip as he tipped you gently, distributing your weight, you braced yourself against the wall, giving him the leverage he needed to get to his feet; you leaned forward as he pulled you away from the wall just long enough before he dropped you on your back on your bed, hearing you gasp as the air rushed from your lungs. 

“God, please” you breathed as he knelt on the bed, head dipping between your now bent knees, placing soft kisses on the inside of your thighs, before his mouth enveloped your entire dripping core, fucking you with his tongue. 

Then you started to whimper and it was like music to his ears, heels in a fetal attempt at digging into your soft mattress, as you fisted the sheets underneath you, begging for it not to stop; for him not to stop. 

Your hips thrusting forward as your body started to shake, he reached up with his hands keeping your hips steady and your hands covered his, your nails biting into the backs as you arched your back, voice straining with effort as you came unraveled in his hands, 

He pulled back breathing hard himself, his head dropped, still between your bent knees, the taste of you on his lips as you swallowed hard, catching your breath. You pawed for him, your mouth claiming his in a breathless needy kiss, pulling him on top of you, your face pink and flushed. 

You pulled away first, breathing hard against his mouth as you spoke “More, I want more” 

He dropped his head and you pushed a hand through his hair, kissing his face and neck, any part of him you could reach from underneath him it seemed. 

“Tell me” His voice was thick with arousal with every intention to draw this out as long as he could. Even if it meant edging himself beyond a point of pleasure. 

“I want you to be rough with me” 

He sat back slightly, not sure he had heard you properly “What?” 

“I want you to be rough with me” you repeated, looking up at him “Bite me, slap me,” you paused for a beat “Choke me…Fuck me” 

He moved to kiss you and you pressed a flat palm to his chest, shaking your head sitting up, forcing him to shift backwards. 

“Not tonight” you sat up climbing off your bed, grabbing a silk robe and wrapping it around yourself. 

He tried to make the words he was hearing make sense; he stood up ignoring the painful throb between his thighs, your soft laugh caught his attention. He turned to look at you as you held your robe closed as you chewed on your lip. “You should take care of that,” you smiled biting a fingernail with a jerk of your chin “It looks painful” 

He couldn’t help chuckling then; that’s the kind of game you wanted to play; he didn’t say anything, just ran his tongue between his lips watching as you turned on your heel in the doorway “You found your way in, you can find your way out” and then you winked at him before disappearing; the bathroom door closing across the hall. 

[ladytauria]

Made up title: tell me what to do (ask me to stay)

o h h h i love this so much <3 thank u leo uwu

i'm sorry it's taken me so long to get to xD funnily enough, i actually have two wips that this title could fit ^^; and every time i went to answer this, i ended up writing down the plot to one of those, if slightly to the left.

almost just went with that anyway but THEN, finally, i came up with something that in hindsight feels obvious xD

Established TimKon, leading to eventual JayTimKon. Not sure if this would be a full BDSM au or if they just all three enjoy the lifestyle. Regardless: Tim's a Dom, Kon's a Switch, and Jason is a sub.

When Kon feels more like domming, they'll bring in a third. At first, there are a few people they reach out to, but slowly... They wind up inviting Jason more and more, until they're seeing him almost exclusively. (Usually together, sometimes separately uwu)

Jason... wants more. It's not something he notices at first; a quiet sort of longing/pining that doesn't really... register, not when he already spends a lot of his time aching to belong somewhere (to someone).

But then, for... [insert reason here] he ends up spending a weekend with them, and... He doesn't want to leave. He likes waking up with them, and going to bed with them, and sharing meals with them. Likes just... hanging out with them.

He thinks about saying something, but... What if he does and he loses them entirely? He doesn't think they'd cut him out, but thinks would be awkward. Strained. And... Jason is selfish. He doesn't want that. So he says nothing. They keep fucking, and he starts hanging out with them more, and... it's nice.

I'm not sure how it would all come out---if Tim or Kon would figure out their own feelings and ask him to stay, or if Jason would eventually get tired of pining and pull away, or if it would come out through magical/chemical means, or maybe during a drop...?

REGARDLESS. I like my happy endings, so after all the pining it ends with them being a very happy throuple <3

(Established couple could also be switched: JayKon who bring in Tim when Kon feels subby; JayTim, Kon joining sometimes when he needs a scene, either way, or just when they all decide they want to...)

[ send me a fic title & i'll tell you what kind of fic i'd write for it ]

[slashingdisneypasta]

Poly!Cruella De Vil and James Nolan/Prince James x Reader || Headcanons

Plot: These two together totally skeeve me out but I just find them as a concept so amusing!! And I'm glad they found eachother XD So, poly relationship HC's are a must.

Warnings: These two are complete freaks. So there are nsfw themes throughout. Kinks include heavy Mommy Kink, James is her bestubbled 'Golden Boy', Pet Play mentions, domestic kinkiness (the way you all act is not just sexual at this point, it's just your dynamic), etc. Also obnoxiously cutesy nicknames like 'Jamesy-poo' XDD That's definitely a warning! And feelings, which sneak up on you (: By the time you realise, its too late XD

This was a blast XD

<3 <3 <3

Alright so Cruella is definitely!! in total control here. She's the Boss. The Dom. The Asmodeus to yours' and James' Fizz, to you Helluva Boss fans.

The Mommy of your little 'family', basically.

Then James is her 'Golden Boy'/naughty boy, and you are their sweet, sweet pet. So like, James is a little bit higher up in the procession of power then you, but not by much.

Often its her directing the two of you equally, but occasionally she'll ask James what he thinks they should do with you, or leave you two to 'play on your own'- and she makes it clear that Jamesy-Wamesy is in charge, while she's away.

"Sweetheart stay with darling Jamesey-poo, mommy has some work to do." - Cruella, whenever she has to go do some Evilness.

When you're cold its really a toss-up; Cruella may actually give you some furs to wear (This version of her really likes the idea of branding you~ ) or you might get James' jacket. His prince jacket! Ahh <3

Cruella may have you dressing like James eventually. She thinks its cute if her two playthings have a uniform.

If you'll remember, James left his old flame Jack to die at the top of the beanstalk, totally heartless- but let me tell you, Cruella has that man so whipped he wouldn't even think about doing that to her unless there was a HUGE pay out. You, he may consider abandoning. But one nasty look from her and he'll save your sweet ass like the prince he was groomed to be. He does love you (As much as he and Cruella can love at least), its just that (In the words of his Wiki Page) he's inherited 'King Georges lack of empathy and ruthless personality'.

You and Cruella watching James fight with David-

You: Oh god, which one's James?? Cruella: The ruggedly handsome one. You: I- which one!? Who's winning?? Oh, ow! Who just got punched in the jaw?? Who's the one bleeding? Cruella: Oh, you tell me! They look exactly the same, darling! You: *deadpanned at her*

You and James have an odd relationship where you kinda argue a lot, when you're not being their obedient 'pet'. You're very snarky with each other and it makes Mommy Cruella roll her eyes- but she loves it. She loves being the 'favourite'.

Cruella, to David: Jimmy has always resented you for being the one that those horrible parents of yours kept... You: ... ehhh, I don't think he's that deep actually. I think he's just sore he had the best sword lessons in the enchanted forest and still got killed by a Behemoth. Cruella: Darling- You: ... and also David got a castle. And people like him. and I don't know how identical they are under the clothes but I bet his dick is bigger, too, honestly. Cruella: 🙄 Darling... You: aM I wRoNg???? Cruella: *Sigh, turning back to David who's very understandably uncomfortable* My darlings are such a pain sometimes... anyway Sheriff Stubbles, where were we?

... You and James fight over Cruella often. Who gets to make her drinks, who gets to kiss her first, who gets to go down on her (You've been known to actually trip that asshole off the bed before and he has dragged you to the end of the bed and tied you to the bedpost before. All the while Cruella just sits there all pleased with herself~~ Maybe acting annoyed a little, but acting badly XD), etc.

That doesn't mean you two aren't very fond of each other, though. Its mostly fun, and foreplay (;

Cruella and James are both allowed to have 'fun' with other people (Whether that be actually going out and sleeping with others or just that- 'fun'. Like when Cruella pretended she though David was James and when James pretended to be David to kiss Snow), but let me be clear- you are not.

Cruella: Darling you're like our faithful Rottweiler, aren't you?? You would never hurt us like that. You could never be pleased by anyone else but us. Hm?

James: Yeah, and no one else would put up with you, either *eyeroll*

They don't actually do it very often though, mess around with others. They're both quite content with this relationship right here! Not that either of them would admit it.

<3 <3 <3

[igbylicious]

Oh igby, we're really in it now ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)ა I know the epilogue is out already but I wanted to ramble on about how much I loved this chapter first before reading it and sending a separate ask for the epilogue!

oooo jealous woo is cute!! I didn't think I would find it that endearing but it's woo so he can make anything endearing I shouldn't be that surprised. you just write him that well.

hehe yunsan's past activities mentioned hehehehehehehehe I am a happy lil bean thank you. Also sannie pulling a lil brittany broski trying kombucha mentally was so cute to visualize. THE MILES OF MYTHOLOGIES LINE TOOK ME OUT!!!

I just love the entire strap picking convo being from san's pov because his reactions were just so precious I mean he need to be bonked but he's still cute. Woo biting is a canon event and no one can interfere XD

gods the dirty talk in this chapter. I mean you do so well every time but adding reader into the mix all sweet but teasing got me insaaaane. I'm simply in love with the smut here. woo getting spitroasted by san and reader is everything I've wanted and MORE. you've excelled truly.

I also just adored the pov jumps especially with woo being both incredibly cockdrunk but still sneaking in the feels with the too much monologue. gosh I just wanna give him THE WORLD. HE DESERVES IT!

the cuddlepile!! they're my babies!! icb this is ending but I promise you I am saving this on my kindle and rereading it foreverrrrr I just know it <3

hehe hi yuyu! glad he approves <3 this bit was just so sweet. I just love seeing the rest of the boys. seeing the trio interact with the rest of the world is nice. I can read about every single interaction and never get bored. Thank you again for always coming through <3

two separate asks?? ack you are SPOILING me!!!! (♡°▽°♡)

hehe Woo just wanted things to be fair! if he can’t fuck other people she can’t fuck other people! :3 (but, as you’ve already seen, he found a perfect solution in the epilogue lol ♡(>ᴗ•) )

WAIT I NEVER KNEW SHE WAS TRYING KOMBUCHA, TODAY I LEARNED ASDKJSDJKDSJKJKD my meme knowledge has been expanded :o lol i like to imagine reader tortures the guys w/ mangled videogame names all the time <3 they know it’s a bit to get them riled up they just can’t help but react asdkjadsjk <3

San overhearing and misunderstanding the strap-on convo came to me in a vision and im glad it satisfied hehe <3 biting is vital enrichment for any Wooyoung and to deny them would be cruel!!!

aw thankyou! :’) i like it when two doms have a different vibe to them in the same scene hehe, it’s fun! so yep San pretends to be a meanie while reader gets to be sweet(-ish lol) ♡

ahhhh i’m happy the pov switches worked and that you liked the monologue!!! askdjdsjk; i actually went back-and-forth on that a LOT, wondering if i should take it out or at least trim it down (and no, the irony that i worried it’d be too much is not lost on me LOL ^^;; ) but in the end i picked self-indulgence asdkdasjk, i really wanted to shed that bit of light on Wooyoung’s inner workings (ಡ﹏ಡ) he DOES deserve the world!!! give him everything he wants!!!!!

i will always grab onto any excuse to write in a cuddlepile! (⁀ᗢ⁀) asjkdasjkds aw shucks pls saving it on your kindle? („ಡωಡ„)♡

i gotta log off so i’m gonna try to answer the other ask tomorrow, but aaAAAAHHHHHHH PLS THANKYOU YOU’RE TOO GOOD TO MEEEEEEE (*≧ω≦*)♡

[backwaterscum]

🚢 (beth and shawn pls!)

shipping sheet.

BETH.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( i'm super into darylbeth and want his hands on her, but daryl is Terrible at admitting his feelings and will definitely take a lot of time to work up to it. THAT SAID, i'm more than happy to thread things set in the future where they're ~dating whilst also threading stuff where they're still in the platonic friendship stage. i'm not picky about doing stuff in chronological order! )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: fortunately you already know that i like to write daryl as a soft dom top w/ possessive-obsessive tendencies, so i don't think i need to warn for this if we do end up writing smut with these two, haha! i don't think he's the type to hold beth back in life, necessarily, but whenever she comes back home to him (or vice-versa) he'll have to claim her again, as one does... (although that said, i don't NEED smut, so please don't feel pressured to write it!)

i'm really open to ideas, both in main TWD-verse and in AUs. :] i italicised stuff like long distance and online relationships in case we wanna try doing that in a non-apoc AU or something-- fake dating and such, too, just because i feel like if beth put out an ad on the internet for a fake date or something to join her somewhere daryl would do it for a couple dollars... or maybe because merle tells him to do it. XD the only forbidden love thing i couldn't do would be daryl being a teacher in school w/ student beth just 'cause i don't think he'd be willing to do it, but stuff like princess/lowborn or supernatural monsters being involved in any way (i have a wolf shifter daryl AU! and am thinking about AUs with him as a vampire or a divine being) would be neat too. i'm not bothered by the age gap at all though, in general. heh.

he's a loyal dog and will love her endlessly, forever. 😔 in most worlds i don't think daryl could be a toxic boyfriend, especially because beth means so much to him and is so special in his heart he'd never wanna hurt her, but um. i left that italicised just in case we manage to finagle an AU somehow because i do like writing toxic boyfriends. bahaha!

SHAWN.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( same as outlined above-- daryl's so slow to figure out his romantic feelings, and then even slower to admit to them, so it'll be a while! if ever you wanna write stuff out of chronological order with these two, i'd be down. )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: so shawn is INTERESTING... with beth daryl's more likely to be soft, but shawn doesn't go through 4.12 still with daryl. which means he's more willing to go into physical-only-no-feelings-allowed arrangements if shawn needed that release somehow, and wouldn't need to be dating him to feel "ok" with it. shawn trusting him would be enough for daryl to jerk him off in the darkness of his tent or something equally dirty. LMAO. and the benefit of this happening maybe in the season 2 era would be that he gets the more immature version of daryl, who could be extra possessive...

daryl's incapable of things Staying physical-only, though, and will certainly fall in love if they were fucking with no strings attached just because that shit is intimate as hell. sorry he is like this. he's a hopeless romantic in his own way, and would definitely be the type to yearn for shawn one-sidedly. 🥹

i also don't know how old shawn is meant to be ngl, so i italicised childhood/high school sweetheart stuff 'cause if you wanna do AUs like that i'd certainly be open to it! (or make it so that daryl knew shawn from school even in their mainverse... or maybe they were friends before daryl's mother burned their house down and daryl had to move away and back then they only knew each other by first name? WHO KNOWS.)

anyway, u have blanket permission to have any AU daryl you want for shawn as well. he's cute...

[gomzwrites]

✧✿✧˖° Chocolate °˖✧✿✧

Hello heLLOO! *waves excitedly over a round table* come come I have tea and dessert for everyone *pulls out a few chairs*

Alright, so. Some of my thoughts first regarding the Academic AU

I wrote this fic longer than intended because I was going heavy with the details and plot

Though I am wondering if this kind of smut is welcome here, because I've let a few of my friends to read it and gotten mix responses, some said it was lengthy while some said they liked it

Personally, I was trying to walk readers through the entire process, and since its the first encounter/$ex scene, I wanted to show the small details to indicate some stuff

Initially I was going to write like virgin reader for the innocent sake. but that will make my fic longer WHEEZE-

I ended up hinting the "innocent" part with the floral pattern on the brief, well I say hint but idk if that was obvious lmfao anyways-

not to say I dont like longer fics, but the longer I write, the more mistakes im gonna encounter (if you can't tell already, i struggle a lot with grammar lol)

In the end after much consideration, ive cut down heavily on the smut and condensed to what we have now and Im okay with it, tho I would like to hear your thoughts (send me anonymously if you're shy, or just comment, I dont bite I promise :D)

Okay, *pours everyone a cup of tea*, some headcannons and notes

So, as you all can tell, there was a hint of mlm there of Price x Simon, not sure how everyone think about it but I for one eat that shit up

Now, I did gave some thoughts about the subjects Price and Simon teach, in the end though I decided to leave it blank because I couldn't be sure

See im from Asia so the education system here is extremely different from the UK/US, and I got kinda confused and overwhelmed with the choices XD so I just left it blank

I was going to write them with STEM majors, but eeerrr Idk, cant really picture Price or Simon as engineer or medicine lecturers(iykyk)(rise up my STEM sisters and brothers-)

Perhaps you can give me some thoughts about it, I was thinking something about History for Price, then something about Linguistic/Statistic/Psychology for Simon

Okay, Gaz also made an appearance on the fic((of course he did, my precious bb)), now for him I have a solid idea to make him Pharmacology based or at least somewhere along the healthcare sector, hence the Dr

I might, also bring Soap in the future, but I dont know how or what his role will be yet (gym tutor? physical therapist?)

Will I make this into a poly thing? Im not sure, probably not XD but I might do a special moment with Gaz bcuz im that bias

oh yeah, forgot add on, but yes there's a reason for the name changes(Mr Riley to Simon) and name that stayed (Prof Price), its just to further show that Price has the power and all the sayings (you know cuz he is the Captain originally so I wanted to bring that over)

You wanna call him John? mmmm that's gonna take some convincing and time >:)

Lastly, some future plans (no promises) - nsfw here

many h0rny, many ideas, many tired

anyways, Im thinking of xreader individually fic(like Price x you then Simon x you separately), then eventually building it up to both of them destroying you in threesome manner (lovingly)

I want. I want to write Price being mEAN YALL-

Like him bullying you and putting a vibrat0r inside you and force you to come out to write something on the board in front of everyone, dialing up the intensity as you try your hardest not to cum right there

or or or or or

thinking about c0ckwarming under his desk- raaasdajdgajdh

then Simon...oh sweet sweet Simon

Im thinking maybe dom!reader, just a maybe.

Riding him until he's a whimpering sobbing mess

Idk if anyone remembered, but u know this part?

:)

yeah, maaaaaybe Simon has that exhibitionism kink

so lets abuse that shall we

thinking of doing it in the car park/in his car, you giving him head under the steering wheel as he pulls down the car window slightly to talk to a student who just wanted to chat

Poor him trying to be calm and steady his tone as his knuckles turned white, hands clammy as you suck harder, not giving a damn if you're going to draw attention

or or or or or or or

going back to the riding part, tying him up with his tie, not letting him touch you as you ride that dick like your life depends on it, you hear him begging and whimpering, bucking his hips up desperately

im very unwell

ANYWAYS, ye so far, these are the only ideas I have atm, but don't expect me to write it so soon haha

If im gonna be honest, this blog was created when I had a massive art block, and then somehow (even until today!!) my soft fics blew up and ye it escalated from there

not really but also- If you see me write a fic, its usually bcuz im struggling with art, likewise if you followed me on @gomzdraws or twitter, you would notice im more active cause I think for me, drawing is easier than writing

im grateful to be able to express in two mediums tho, even tho I suck at it haha

but I do sincerely want to make this into a series, so I thank everyone for being patience with me, I appreciate it

Ogeh, *brings out a briefcase* recommendation time

if you like Prof AUs, then boi do I have some fics for you here in tumblr

Guyfierii has a long Prof series and they're wonderful

mehh141's amAZING PROF PRICE ART IM CRYING-

Shroomie (one of the first few blog I was exposed to when I started reading cod fics :D) made 2 Prof fics as well - sadly I dont think they're active since April because of uni :(

ajhdkadh sleepyconfusedpotato, the god of both being a great artist and oc!fic writer made a post a while ago about tf141 possible Professor headcannons - give it a look if ya interested

that is all from me, and btw don't feel obligated to comment or send me a text or anything!! The fact that you made it till the end is already making me happy :D thanks for reading my babbling and points LMAO

Have a nice day/night friends :)

[quinloki]

hi!! sending a kinky op ask for drake and mihawk!

how do you think they’d feel about:

- pegging

- breeding

- dynamics (dom/sub, captain/subordinate, predator/prey, stuff like that!)

love ur writing sm! <3

Oh thank you for the compliment <3 ^_^

Hmmm... X Drake huh? >.> I think that's a new one \o/ (Drake makes me think of Page One... I have a bit of a soft spot for that one.) AHEM, but yeah, I can do this.

Dynamics is an interesting one too \o/ That'll be fun to answer.

We'll do these by character, but I'mma do Mihawk first, cause I can xD

Dracule Mihawk:

Pegging - I dunno - He's not against it, not completely, but you'd have to have a powerful top/dom streak in you in order to convince him. He'll turn the conversation and the momentum in his favor again and again, "pegging" you instead of the other way around. It'd be a battle of wills, and not an uncomfortable one, you're not going to upset him with persistence, you're just going to have to keep - uh - training, if you want to see it happen XD

Breeding - Yes - I can see Mihawk as a family man for sure (to wit - you don't need to get pregnant for a breeding kink! Aggressive practicing/filling can be all that's entailed. I can just see Mihawk being a family man). I can also see him as someone who likes to mark his partner as his own without leaving permanent marks. From watching bruising kisses fade, to admiring his seed dripping out of you, he just adores all the small ways you give yourself to him. If kids happen because of it, then so be it, he'll fill the role as best as he can, and in the meantime he'll continue to fill you up all the days you stay within his arms.

Dynamics - not really a way to rate this one, per se, but Mihawk is more Dom energy than sub, I'd say a solid 80% dom 20% switch (Quin you should say "sub", no, I said what I said <3 )

He's 100% predator and 0% prey, and surprisingly 60/40 for Top/Bottom. Other dynamics can follow the Dom/Sub vibe, or even the Top/Bottom vibe, but he's not going to play the role of servant or subordinate to anyone without a battle of wills.

X Drake :

Pegging - Yes - It's more likely he's going to be riding you, vs you riding him in this situation, but he's not against it. He's been undercover for a good while, and that's put him in a lot of situations where he's had to be flexible. That kind of thinking as led to him being pretty open-minded across the board, and even in the bedroom. He has a preference for being in control, but there's not a lot of hard no's for him either.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - Specifically he loves this when he's dealing with a long-term partner. His job keeps him away and on the move, so when he has time to spend with you he wants to make it count. He can get a little feral about it too, filling you up over and over until you've lost count how many times he's pumped you full.

He's surprisingly (or not so surprisingly) sweet afterward, once it's out of his proverbial system. He'll take good care of you, and treat you so softly the next day. If you're raw from his actions the night before he'll pull pleasure from the parts of you that aren't.

Dynamics - When it comes to Dom/sub, Drake's 99% Dom. There's that drop in there somewhere that's negotiable, but it's very very small. He scrambles sometimes to stay in control, and often times he has to let go of it for a job to progress, so in the bedroom he's not giving up the reigns any time soon.

Top/Bottom is 50/50, but just because he's bottom'ing doesn't mean he isn't dom'ing. Predator is 100% - maybe if he didn't have the devil fruit he'd have some variance, but he's a predator. Enough so that he generally prefers to avoid Primal Play because he doesn't want his instincts to rush in and take over.

Interestingly he fills the role of subordinate very well. More of a butler-willing-to-do-things style than say a pet. He'll have you bending to his will even as he seems to answer to yours.

Kinky one piece head canons

[nilboxes]

hi! i follow u on twitter (here now as well, just found out u have a tumblr lol) and i wanted to say that i love your interpretations of both aventurine and ratio, it's always such a delight to read and its obvious you put a lot of effort into them !! thank you for being on the frontlines for aventio !

Hello oomf! Thank you for dropping by and for the kind words. I'm glad there are people who do appreciate it! I know there are people out there who appreciate my stuff a little bit, but it's still nice to hear!

I do put a lot of effort into it, mostly because they are keeping my mental health intact (this is sort of a good thing and a bad thing) but eh! I was a hermit before this pairing, but I grew very tired of dreading rl-ers yap about all the crumbs we get from hyv and the other aventio-ers are also switch laners sometimes (not holding it against them! I was one too) so out of the cave I went... But that's great as long as we all get fed Aventio!! 😎

Now I'll react to your rant but we'll put it behind a thing so we're being polite... XD

I know what you mean! I can sort of tell whenever something is rl with just a glance at Ratio's eyes, that's what I mean when he's not being depicted as the princess he is. They really remove a lot of his femininity in order for him to fit the mold of the dom alpha top the reverse really want him to be and give all the femininity to Aventurine 🙄 I hate it so much but like I have to keep quiet and respect people because they are usually very lovely art, they just don't really capture Ratio OR Aventurine at all. I'm still annoyed about the other anon asking me about Foxian Aventurine, like I take one look at it and I know the artist is b/Av. 🤮

I always found rl to be very far from the spirit of the ship. They really seem to just stereotype Ratio into a role of big daddy who takes care of Aventurine by nature of his status as an educator, but Ratio is an educator in a very femme way that the rl never gets quite right. They just don't capture the silly-sternness innate in him and I think they miss what drives him to do these things in the first place, idk there's always something lacking in their depiction of Ratio, and it's clear it's due to lack of love for him.

Not to mention a lot of them seem to project their own "trauma" and "issues" such as crippling insecurity, self-doubt, self-hatred into Aventurine without really figuring out how *that* in particular would work with Aventurine because he is such a complicated character. Aventurine would never say he "doesn't deserve Ratio/Ratio's love" it's never that clear cut with him and his feelings. I do think by his nature as a gambler he would feel he has earned whatever he has through his luck, being deserving is no longer part of that equation, it has fallen on his lap somehow, he wants it therefore in a way he will accept it, but he can't just help wonder WHYY he has it at all. Coz stuff comes to him whether he thinks he deserves it or not, the mentality should have shifted long ago for him, he would wonder why, as opposed to what outcome for the other people involved, that fortune would come to him.

Anyway, I've rambled long enough for an entire chapter of a fic to navel-gaze at Aventurine's long and winding thoughts.

I guess I'll see you around. anon ♥

[captain039]

PART 2 He’s down on his knees

Jared Padalecki x reader

Warnings: sexual, smut, oral, light swearing, age gap, praise kink, dom/sub, bondage, public sex, talks about sex/kinks, first times, self esteem issues, body issues, chubby reader Just real dirty unless I put feelings into it xD

Just a random movie I’ll make up for this.

I also live for gay best friend makeup artist

Last part <-

Jared frowned staring at the spot you used to be, did he do something wrong? He felt your body tremble and saw the panic in your eyes as you left. Confused he followed you out the back door worried.

You sighed taking deep breaths, this is fine? Everything is ok. The back door opened and you saw a worried Jared.

“Hey, what happened? You ok?” He said worried puppy dog eyes active.

“Fine,” you said stepping away from him when he came closer. He frowned hurt flashing across his face.

“Did I do something?” He asked genuine worry in his voice.

“No J, no I-“ you sighed wanting to bash your head against the wall and forget anything ever happened.

“I panicked ok, because…. Because that was my first kiss” you mumbled the last part highly embarrassed as you stared at the ground and fiddled with a rock with your foot.

“What?” He asked surprised.

“My first kiss!” You yelled without meaning to.

“It’s stupid I know, nobody’s sentimental about that sorta thing anymore, but it’s special to me ok! You���ve probably kissed a thousand girls it’s easy for you” you babbled hands flying around before resting on your hips. He didn’t say anything, he just looked surprised.

“Now you think I’m stupid” you groaned.

“I don’t think you're stupid,” he said frowning slightly.

“I think it's cute,” he said his cheeks going slightly red.

“What?” You asked baffled by his words.

“You’re a romantic type, first kiss should be sacred, like hiding under the stadium chairs with your first boyfriend, or under the sunset, or first date goodbye” he shrugged embarrassed himself.

“I just assumed you’d you know” he shrugged again and you frowned confused.

“Had boyfriends and done all that” he added and you flushed.

“Jared” you scoffed and he frowned.

“Look at me,” you said and he did.

“I don’t-?” He tilted his head.

“I am fifty kilos too heavy, I have a double chin, my skin isn’t perfect, and I am no actor model! In high school it was worse I got no male attention, suppose it’s good because my taste in men is not that, besides the point! I was not a girl boy or man notice” you sighed arms covering your stomach.

“I’m not someone they talk to or look at” you whispered feeling emotions take over.

“Nobody takes notice of me Jared, not even now, I became an actor to be seen, now though it just feels stupid, I love acting, I can be someone else, I don’t have to be me” you stared at the ground, frowning when shoes came in the view and a hand cupped your cheek.

Your words got muffled by lips on yours, Jared kissed you, really kissed you and your brain didn’t know how to react. Your body seemed to know, kissing him, hands clutching his shirt.

“Do not say that about yourself” he muttered and you went to argue.

“Don’t” he finalised.

“I notice you every single hour of the day, hell the minutes, I am in awe of you, your movement, your body, your voice, your being is intoxicating” he spoke with passion, and determination as his gaze held yours tightly.

“I am obsessed with you” he admitted in a quiet voice. His eyes looked away, to the ground in guilt and disgust with himself. You lifted your hand and cupped his cheek so he looked at you. You were confident at this moment, this giant man practically a tool under your touch almost.

“Prove it” you muttered shocked by the words that left your mouth. His eyes darkened at your words, mouth open slightly as he breathed heavily. His mouth smashed to yours and he backed you up against the house, the man was strong you knew he was, but didn’t realise he was this strong. His hands cupped the back of your thighs and you faltered but he growled softly and you jumped up. His kiss was intoxicating, his hands squeezed your thighs as he moved down to kiss along your neck and jaw. The dress had a high collar so he couldn’t get very far which made him grumble. His hips ground into you seeking some form of friction. You were so lost in the feeling you jumped a mile when the director called for you both. Jared jolted panting softly in your neck as you prayed he wouldn’t come outside.

“Five minutes!” He yelled and you sighed in relief. Jared let you down slowly and you felt a little wobbly but kept your balance. He chuckled lightly lifting his head to look at you.

“I forgot we were at work” he muttered running a hand through his hair.

“No shit” you mumbled and he smiled. He glanced down briefly cheeks reddening and you frowned looking down instinctively.

“I’m gonna- get water” he walked away adjusting his jeans as you flushed furiously. You had your first kiss and first, make-out sesh in the span of ten minutes. You went back inside also hoping to not look too dishevelled. One of the makeup artists came over and fixed your hair and costume before smirking and walking away. She knew, she so totally knew, you were dead, that’s it, end of your career.

“Ok let’s try this again where’s Jared?” The director huffed.

Jared sighed leaning against the counter in his trailer. His mind was going a million miles an hour, thoughts of you, what had just happened. He wasn’t lying about what he said he was obsessed, probably unhealthily so. He groaned his jeans too tight and body too hot, he would’ve fucked you there if he didn’t know you were still a virgin. Some dirty part of him found it overly thrilling and cursed softly. He gripped the counter too hard before locking his cabin door and tugging his belt open and jeans open. He palmed himself, moaning softly, he didn’t have long but he needed to deal with this. He pulled himself out of his boxers and began to stroke lightly. He sighed feeling some form of relief before he spat on his hand and continued. Thoughts of you crossed his mind, the feeling of your body against his, there was so much to hold, so much to feel but he couldn’t because of that stupid costume. His breath hitched as he quickened, and he hung his head and moaned softly. He bit the inside of his cheek, speeding up, movements getting out of rhythm as he finally came in his hand. He slumped against the wall and panted, he groaned slightly pushing himself off the wall and washing his hands. He tucked himself back in his pants before doing them up and heading back to the house.

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