#and I mean I feel like usually whenever I cuddle it always leads to something more 🫣

[rosicheeks]

Rosi, I I could invite you over for a smoke and cuddle session I would. Cuddling you would make being high soooo much better

^^ me and you after we get super toasted 🥰🥰

[riveriki]

Falling for your co-host

PAIRING… idol!ni-ki x idol!reader | GENRE… fluff, romance | TROPE… idol x idol | WC… 0.7k

You stood nervously backstage at Music Bank, rattling with the script for the show. The bright lights and bustling atmosphere always made your heart race, whenever you and your group had to advertise your new comeback. you'd always find yourself pitying the poor MCs, who have to remember every line by heart, have to learn the dance to every single song, the poor guys have to have the mind of an elephant.

however, today was worse than usual, not because you forgot the lines or a dance move, today was your debut as of the Music Banks MCs, and not only that. You were debuting with the one and only Ni-ki from enhypen.

as you glanced from the side of your eyes, you spotted Ni-ki sitting calmly scrolling through his phone with a monotonous look on his face. curse him for being so nonchalant, while inside you were breaking down.

what if you forget your lines? what if you mess up the group's choreo? what if you talk over their leader? or accidentally say something rude? just as your brain was spiraling into an anxious turmoil, ni-ki gently tapped your shoulder.

"hey, you ready?" he asks as if he noticed your nervousness.

mustering all the confidence you could, you look up at him nodding with a graceful smile. "mhm, just a bit nervous. what about you?"

he chuckled, eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm okay. don't stress okay? you'll do great, and since we're new they'll have room for forgiveness. so just follow my lead, alright?"

As the show began, you found yourself recalling the lines from memory yet making it sound so natural as if you didn't have a script. as time progressed, you could see yourself falling into a comfortable rhythm with ni-ki. due to his playful energy, harmless banter was tossed every now and then making the members of the group giggle.

between different segments, you found yourself laughing more and more since he would stop spewing out silly jokes, and you couldn't help but feel the warmth growing in your chest.

weeks passed with this chemistry, one that people have never seen on music bank, not chemistry this strong. with every interaction between you two, the edits grew, and fans began to pick out the way he looked at you. whenever he joked around how his eyes would look at yours to see your reaction. how before he would respond he would wait for you to say something first. you couldn't go a day without seeing social be filled with clips of the two of you.

one day, after the show had finished recording, you sat alone in the studio wanting to take a breather before heading back home. Ni-ki was walking around the building looking for you in hopes of potential progression in your relationship.

"hey," he said sweetly before taking a seat beside you. "you were amazing today."

as if you read his mind, you graced him with a smile and a gentle blush on your cheeks. " thanks, ki. you always make it so easy."

he turned to you with a smile, "i'm glad. you know, i really enjoy working with you, there’s no one else i rather have than you to be my partner."

your eyes widened, taken aback by his claim. "actually? awh ki, i thought you were just being nice."

with his eyes boring into yours, he shakes his head. "no, i mean it. whenever'm with you... i feel brighter. it's like you light up the room."

you look away, unable to meet his gaze.

he reaches out, gently taking your hand into his. "look at me will you?"

and within a second your eyes are back on his.

"would you like to spend more time together? outside of work?" he asks with a slight glimmer in his eyes.

"like a date?" you ask with hope.

"yea, like a date."

"i'd love that ki. in complete honesty, i've fallen for you." you say, with your heart pounding.

he grinned, pulling you into his chest, in a tight embrace.

from that day onwards, your bond only deepened. nowadays, you spend most of your nights in each other's dorms cuddling under the covers as a movie plays in the background. either that or late-night convenience store runs. but it's not like you'd have it any other way.

[redr0sewrites]

Bestie, heard your cry for requests, no worries. Adam and Lute brainrot is real 😭. Perhaps something with Adam and Lute having this sort of crush on the gn!Reader who’s probably a member of the exorcist army. Like they both develop feeling for the person separately but once they find out, it goes into the direction of polycule? Love your writing and hope this helps!

THIS REQUEST>>>> EVERYTHING ELSE

🥀Cw: poly!guitarspear x reader, fluff

both adam and lute having a crush on you is definitely an accomplishment, and its both the best and most infuriating thing to ever happen to you

if you're in the exorcist army then you're def interacting with them alot, but no matter where you are in heaven there's always at least one of them at your side

adam would fall first, and he'd start shamelessly flirting with you

whenever you were training he would come over and bother you, he'd use the cringiest pickup lines and call you every pet name under the sun

adam lays it on THICK, he really wants you to like him

lute just couldn't understand why it bothered her so much- i mean, adam had flirted with a lot of people before, right? why did she care if it was you?

her feelings hit her like a truck

the two of you were just relaxing together, and she couldn't help but realize how truly beautiful you were

after seeing what adam sees in you, she lowkey started to get jealous

adam caught on pretty quickly that she liked you, and it soon turned into a competition of sorts

adam and lute are close friends, but when it comes to you, they definitely have a petty "rivalry" going down

adam will purposefully send lute away so he can flirt chat with you, and in turn lute will rat on him to sera about how he's not getting his work done

meanwhile you're just sitting there having a bi-panic over the two of them

eventually you sit them down and have a convo about how you like both of them, which eventually leads to them agreeing to share you

however i genuinely think that they both have feelings for eachother too, and those would probably come to light once the three of you are in a relationship

once you three are officially together, they both dote on you SO much

adam is definitely more outgoing, and his love languages are quality time and physical touch. in contrast, lute's a bit more private, and her love language is definitely acts of service through and through

this leads to interesting dates for the three of you, some nights you're all crashing at one of your apartments and bingeing shitty movies, other nights your going out to clubs and dancing your hearts out

adam is so cuddly, and while she pretends that she isn't, so is lute

yall def have full on cuddling sessions where you all just lay together (usually on top of adam)

yall have the cutest mornings together!!!!! lute is def an early riser, and she methodically gets up at the same time every morning

meanwhile adam is pretty much a wildcard, sometimes he'll stay up ridiculously late and end up sleeping in until noon, and then other nights he'll crash super early and then wake up pretty early too. then sometimes he'll just pull all nighters and you and lute will come downstairs to find him curled up on the couch

lute works out in the mornings and will probably go on a quick morning run before coming back inside and getting ready. she often will help you get ready and will lay out things you need for the day. adam is usually the last person ready, he's always begging for one more minute of sleep!

yall r literally just so domestic

yall split chores too, lute usually does the cooking, adam does the laundry and clears dishes/plates, and then you do whatever other chores that are necessary. you all rotate when it comes to cleaning tasks such as sweeping, mopping, dusting, etc and while adam will sometimes pout, he actually does clean up after himself

adam and lute are both protective in different ways, and everyone in heaven knows not to mess with you

adam is more of the jealous type, and will get protective if he thinks someone else is flirting with you

meanwhile lute is more of the "worried about your safety" type, and will get more protective if she thinks you're in danger

overall, yall are genuinely such a power couple and you really have a sweet, adorable dynamic

I WILL MAKE A PT 2 WITH NSFW HCS. ALSO PT 2 OF THE ADAM FIC IS COMING SOON I SWEAR IM SORRY FOR KEEPING YALL WAITING😭

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

Hi! i love your writing and i was wondering if you would do an Ethan Landry x Reader smut, where they’re bestfriends and they get high and Ethan takes Readers V card?

Hellooooo! I wrote this a lot fluffier than my normal stuff, lol. I hope you like it! :)

Tongue Tied - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: You get extra touchy with Ethan whenever you get high, but he finally says something about it and it leads to other things.

*There is drug usage in this, specifically marijuana. Those of us that are familiar with it and have a good reaction, know that you're capable of consent in most cases*

A/N: I wanted to write something like this forever ago, and it finally got requested :)

One of the ways you liked to unwind with Ethan was to get high. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, the two of you laughed at everything. It was nice to have that escape for a few hours, just enjoying your time with each other.

There was one time you both ate a weed gummies around the rest of your friends, and they had no idea. Chad’s eyes grew wide as he watched Ethan pull you into his lap to show you a funny meme on his phone, before looking over to Tara, “Is there something going on with them?”

She shrugged her shoulders, just as confused as Chad was.

There’s always been subtle flirting between the two of you, but it was way less subtle when you were high. He’s been your best friend since you met him in freshman year. He was there to help you pick the pieces back up after some loser broke your heart, and you’ve been close ever since. Around that time was when you first started to try edibles, and Ethan didn’t want you to try them alone. Plus, the boy was hopelessly in love with you, and loved that it helped him gain some confidence. He craved the affection he'd get from you, even though it was just simple touches.

“Ethannn,” you whined as you sat on his living room floor. He walked back from the kitchen with a family-sized bag of Cheetos, his eyes glazed over.

“Whaaaat?” he responded, taking a seat beside you.

You snuggled up to him as you leaned against the couch, his arm wrapping around you.

“Nothing, I just wanted you to come back. I missed you,” you said, your hand tracing along his stomach.

His thoughts were deeper than they usually were when he was high. His mind couldn’t stop racing as he felt your hand on him.

“Why are you only like this with me when we’re stoned?” he asked, sadness in his tone.

“What do you mean?” you asked, pulling away so you could look at him.

“I get that you’re my best friend and I probably shouldn’t feel this way…but I like it when you cuddle up to me,” he sighed, “I just wish it could happen when we aren’t high.”

“Aww, Ethan. I didn’t know you felt that way,” you said, smiling at him. “I guess I just get less nervous to be like this with you. I’d like for it to happen when we’re sober.”

He smiled as he looked at you. “Really?”

“Yes,” you said softly, leaning in to kiss him.

It was a simple kiss at first, that led to you straddling him as his back rested against the couch. Your hands were in his hair, while his hands were on your hips. You started to grind against him when he stopped you.

“We need to stop, you’re making me hard,” he said, his breathing heavy from the intensity of the kiss.

“What if I don’t want to stop?” you asked, a playful smirk on your lips.

“We’re high, babe. I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret,” he said, as his hands rubbed your hips.

His eyes were needy but sympathetic. He felt awful rejecting you when he wanted this so badly.

“You do know that I’m not blitzed out of my mind right now, right? I’m not too high to consent to this,” you said, “But if you don’t want to, I understand.”

You started to move off his lap, but his hands held your hips in place. “No, I want to.”

Your mouth reconnected with his, as your hips started to grind against him again. Gasps were slipping past hips lips against yours as you started to get wet.

“We really need to stop, unless your goal is to make me cum in my pants,” he said, as you giggled at his words.

“You want to go to your room?” you asked, kissing him again.

“Yes,” he said, as you started to crawl off his lap.

He held your hand as he led you to his room, and you felt like you should be nervous, but you weren’t. You knew that Ethan would take care of you, and the effects of the THC made you relax, anyway.

“Hey, you sure you’re okay with this?” Ethan asked, as he kissed your neck.

“Yes, I want to do this,” you whimpered, as he started to suck on your sweet spot.

“Okay, but you have to promise me that you’ll stop me if you get uncomfortable with anything,” he whispered as he backed you up towards his bed.

“I promise,” you giggled out, as you landed on the comforter.

He hovered over you, smiling as he looked at your face. You looked so content and happy with what was about to happen, and he was grateful that you wanted to experience your first time with him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, before he kissed you.

His hands started to slowly roam, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. Once his hand started to feel you up over your shirt, you were moaning out at the feeling. You pushed him away to pull your shirt over your head, then reconnected your lips with his.

“Someone’s eager,” he laughed, as his hands roamed the newly exposed skin.

“I need you,” you whimpered, as he got harder than he thought was even possible.

“This is your first time, baby. Let me take care of you,” he said, kissing down your neck, noticing the love bite he left a few minutes prior. “Can I take your bra off of you?”

You nodded your head, as he pulled up to look at your face. “I need you to use your words, okay?”

“Yes, please take it off of me,” you said, desperation in your tone.

He reached behind you as you lifted enough for his hands to unhook it, gently sliding the straps down your arms. His eyes widened as he looked at your chest. You started to feel a little self-conscious as he gawked at you, so you started to cover yourself with your arms.

“No baby, you’re perfect. Don’t do that,” he said, pulling your arms away to place gently kisses down your chest.

“Oh shit,” you gasped, as his tongue flicked across one of your nipples. He repeated his action a few more times, before moving to the other side.

Your breathing got heavier as he trailed kisses over your stomach, stopping at the top of your pants.

“Can I take these off you?” he asked, his hand reaching for the button of your jeans.

“Please,” you said, as he started to smirk. He loved how badly you wanted this, because it’s how badly he’s wanted this since you first got close to him.

He unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down, as you lifted your hips so he could slide them down over the curve of your ass. After he pulled them past your ankles, his hands started to caress your legs. They moved higher and higher, getting closer to where you needed him. He watched your face as his fingertips brushed against your inner thighs. Your breathing was heavy as he teased you a little.

“I know I’ve said this before, but I really need you,” you said, desperate for some attention on your throbbing core.

His fingers brushed against your clothed pussy as your breath hitched in your throat.

“You okay,” he whispered, as his finger ran over your clothed clit.

“Yes,” you whimpered, “It feels good.”

He groaned as he felt your wetness start to soak through your panties. “Can I take these off, too?”

Your heart started to race at his words. “Yes.”

You weren’t nervous to do this with Ethan, you had no reason to be. You were a little worried about the pain, the concern evident on your face.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked, sliding your panties down your hips.

“I’m just scared that this is going to hurt,” you said, your eyes connecting with his.

“I’m going to make sure you’re prepped to take it, baby. And I’ll go really slow, as slow as you want. If you want to stop at any point, let me know. I won’t be upset,” he said, as his hands rubbed your thighs.

“Thank you for being so sweet,” you said, as his fingers lazily laced with yours as he sat on his knees in between your legs.

“I want this to be special for you,” he smiled, “You mean so much to me.”

He kissed down your stomach, inching closer to your dripping pussy. His hands were still connected to yours as he licked a stripe up your clit.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, his tongue lapping against you.

He loved the way your hands gripped his as his mouth moved against you. He didn’t know his feelings could’ve gotten even stronger for you, but you trusting him as much as you did made his heart swell.

“Hey baby, I need this, I’m sorry,” he said, pulling one of his hands away from yours.

Your freehand went to his curls as his tongue traced patterns on your clit. He slowly slid one finger into your entrance. You took it with ease, moaning at the feeling. He pumped it in and out of you for a few minutes before adding a second finger.

“You okay?” he asked, his head lifting to look at you as he worked his fingers inside of you.

You moaned out a “Yes”, pushing his head back down. He laughed as he dove back in, your whines getting louder.

“Ethannn,” you whimpered, “I feel weird.”

His eyes connected with your panicked ones, as his fingers went harder against that special spot inside you.

“Oh fuck oh fuck,” you moaned, your legs starting to shake.

He hummed against your clit as you cried out, your vision starting to get fuzzy as the new, amazing feeling washed over you. Your chest was heaving as his movements got a little slower, until they stopped completely.

“I know you’re a virgin…but is that the first orgasm you’ve ever had?” he asked, smiling at the blissful look on your face.

“Yes…I’ve tried to do it myself and never could,” you sighed, “I thought I was broken.”

“You’re not broken, you’re perfect.”

He snuggled up beside you on the bed, caressing everywhere that his hands could reach.

“I love you, Ethan,” you said, turning your head to look at him.

He had a goofy smile on his face as he whispered, “I love you, too.”

“So, how about we finish what we started?” you said, as your hand ran down his chest to the bulge in his jeans.

He hissed at the contact, and quickly started to take his pants off.

“Let me grab a condom,” he said, before rummaging through the drawer beside his bed.

You saw the outline of his hard cock through his boxers and had no idea how it was going to fit inside of you. He slid his boxers down his hips and ran his fingers over your dripping pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said, pulling his hand away from you to put the condom on.

He saw your cheeks turn pink at his words. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I love it.”

He brushed his tip against your clit, the action making you squirm as he tried to line up with your entrance. “Quit wiggling,” he laughed, as he slid the tip in. “This might hurt a little, but I’m going to take it slow.”

“Okay,” you whimpered, as he slowly started to inch into you.

He stopped as soon as he saw your face wince at the pain. “Hey, it’s okay baby.”

He stayed still, letting you adjust to what was already inside of you. Your hips started to move a little as you relaxed. “Just a couple more inches, babe.”

He slid the rest of his hard cock inside of you with ease, but didn’t move. He wanted to know you were ready.

“Please fuck me,” you whined, the pressure of the fullness making your head spin.

“I’m not going to fuck you, baby. I’m going to make love to you,” he said, gasping as he started to move his hips. You had butterflies in your stomach as he leaned down to kiss you. His fingers laced with yours as he pinned your hands beside your head.

The slight pain you were feeling started to fade as he moved inside you. You were a moaning mess underneath him, loving the feeling. He let go of your hands, so he could support his weight with one of them, and the other could snake down your body to your throbbing clit.

“That feel good, baby?” he asked, as you whimpered your response. Your hands ran over his arms and chest, as you started to get the same feeling from earlier.

His fingers moved faster against your clit when he felt you tighten around him. Your toes started to curl as your hips began to jolt.

“Oh fuck, Ethan,” you whined, your arms shaking as you tried to hold onto him.

“You’re so tight,” he said, pumping into you a few more times before his hips started to still.

You both stared at each other as you caught your breath. You could feel the love radiating off him, as he leaned down to kiss you.

“How was it?” he asked, slowly sliding out of you.

“That was amazing, thank you,” you said, your voice strained from all the moaning.

“No, thank you for trusting me.”

Your high started to wear off as he led you to the bathroom.

“Let’s take a shower,” he said, nuzzling his face into your neck as you walked in front of the mirror.

Your eyes grew wide as you saw the giant purple patch on your neck.

“Thank god for concealer,” you laughed, as he smiled against you.

“I love you baby,” he whispered, his hands rubbing your hips.

“I love you, too.”

[lunarfleur]

Kisses With Earth 42! Miles Morales

Tagging: @hiyaitssans @juneberrie @sluggmuffin

Summary: different types of kisses with Miles, and what they mean!

Warnings:Mention of making out, none others!

This is x gender neutral reader!

Forehead Kisses

These ones are rare, and always apologetic. Whenever he kisses your forehead, he’s apologizing for something. His hands keep your head gently in place while he tells you he’s sorry. Then, he gives your forehead a quick kiss before his head drops to kiss your lips. It’s sweet and simple, his favorite combination.

Cheek Kisses

Cheek kisses are common. They happen when he’s feeling too shy to kiss your lips, but still wants contact. When he’s around family, or after you’ve finished teasing them.

His hand snakes up to the sides of your neck, thumb stroking along your jawline. He makes sure to really let his lips sink into your skin before pulling away quietly.

Nose Kisses

He won’t ever kiss your nose. Ever. It makes him feel too awkward. But if you do it instead? He’s a dead man.

You’re patching him up? Or he has you in his lap? And you peck the tip of his nose? He just stares for a moment, his entire system rebooting before yanking you towards him to give you a proper kiss.

Hand Kisses

Whenever your mad at him, so mad you won’t look at him or let him kiss you, he’s gonna kiss your hand. Your palms, your knuckles. It’s his way of telling you he’s sorry when you won’t listen. But more than that, it’s his reminder that no matter how angry you are, he’s still your boyfriend and he loves you.

Neck Kisses

Another very common one. He’s gonna pepper kisses around the skin of your neck when he wants your attention-even if it’s already on him-or anytime he’s standing behind you.

When he’s bored, when he’s feeling particularly sappy, he’ll pull you into him as close as possible. His breath will hit your skin and he’ll hum against you. It’s sweet, it’s loving…

But also

He’ll litter kisses around your neck during those sweet, gentle make out sessions. They never usually lead anywhere except him laying against your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

Top-Of-The-Head Kiss

When you and Miles are cuddling, saying nothing to each other for extended periods of time, he’ll kiss the top of your head. It’s kind of like him saying, “I’m still right here and it’s okay for you to be comfortable,” so he doesn’t have to worry about falling asleep or anything like that. These kisses are another form of comfort.

Collar Bone And Jaw Kisses

These ones go along with neck kisses. He’s gonna pepper kisses along your collar bones and jaw as a way to say, “I want you and I love you so much.” Because he does.

Lip Kisses

These are easily his favorite. They’re great for hellos, goodbyes, I Love You’s, good mornings, good nights…He loves the feeling of being so close to you. They’re romantic, they’re intimate. He just loves them.

French Kisses

Ah yes, make outs. Miles loves making out with you.

They’re quiet, they’re close, they’re intimate. He’s pulling you in his lap, hands snaking up and torso. His breathing quickens, mumbling small, “I love you’s,” In between kisses.

[hard-core-super-star]

Can I please request reader taking Hailee's strap for the first time or Hailee taking reader's strap for the first time, whichever you prefer! I really really enjoy all of your fics 😁

sinking deeper into you [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: top!hailee steinfeld x bottom!reader

summary: your girlfriend is the sweetest person you've ever met and yet you can't help but try to get her out of her shell for a night.

warnings: smut -> minors look away [porn with two inches of plot and by plot i mean fluff; sweet, needy, dorky hailee turns into borderline daddy hailee very quickly so keep that in mind; strap-on sex {R receiving}; like 2 seconds of strapwarming; so many pet names; praise kink go brrr; is loving degradation a thing?]

wordcount: 2.2k

a/n: not gonna lie, this is exactly what i think about every time i listen to the coast bridge so...yeah. you can't tell me it's not intentional. i sincerely was going to write this the other way around but i got too carried away and committed to this instead. thank you, lovely anon, for being my first smut request [and for the lovely comment], hope you enjoy <3

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There are a lot of things to love about dating Hailee. There's the long list of ridiculously cheesy pet names she loves calling you, the constant hand-holding, the soft reassurances whenever you're having a particularly rough day, and, of course, the way she's always so considerate about your feelings.

Sometimes, you don't even need to tell her you're uncomfortable with something for her to know she should step in. She'll just quietly change the conversation or lead you away from whatever was causing your discomfort. 

Your girlfriend is lovely and supportive and you would have absolutely no complaints about it if she weren't so blinded by her need to make sure you're always comfortable. It's a strange thing to complain about, you're very aware of that, but sometimes you wanted more than the brunette was willing to give you. 

Especially in the bedroom.

You’ve heard every possible excuse under the sun about why she’s so hesitant to take certain steps with you but you’re pretty sure she’s just trying to keep her dominant side in check when it comes to you. It’s truly sweet but also attractive in a way that only makes you want her even more. 

Which leaves you stuck in the best yet worst cycle of your life. One that’s filled with soft pleads that fall on ears that are too busy relishing in your moans of ecstasy to actually listen to your words.

Tonight was going to be different though.

At least that’s what you told yourself. You had rehearsed the words you were going to say to your girlfriend over and over all day but unfortunately for you, they flew away the second she walked into your shared home.

She’d been gone all day, bouncing from one boring business meeting to another and while she loved her job, she loved being with you even more. So, the second she found you lounging on the couch wearing one of her old shirts, she practically pounced on you.

“Hello to you too,” you say through a laugh. “I take it you missed me?”

“You already know the answer to that, baby.” Her voice is softer than usual, traces of her earlier annoyance still noticeable in her tone. You don’t have to ask to know she’s had a rough day and you both already know you’ll do everything in your power to help her feel better.

You merely hum in response, content to just lie there with your overly affectionate girlfriend situated on top of you. Hailee seems just fine with having her face buried into the side of your neck but it takes no less than two minutes for her true intentions to come out.

She shifts a little seemingly trying to wrap her arms around you so she can feel you close to her but you know her well enough to know she’s not merely trying to cuddle with you. You’re proven correct when her hands start to mess with the hem of your shirt. “Have I ever told you how much I love it when you wear my clothes?”

“Once or twice,” you reply with a grin.

You feel her chuckle against your neck, her warm breath dancing against your skin but now quite touching you yet.

It’s been five seconds and you already want more.

Hailee, never one to leave you hanging, gives in to both of your desires and begins to press feather-light kisses onto the side of your neck. You instantly tilt your head back for her and pretend not to notice the smug smirk plastered on her face. She’s slowly winding you up like you’re her favorite toy and you can’t find it in yourself to complain.

Especially once her hands begin to move.

“Is this okay, love?” She whispers between soft kisses.

The tips of her fingers are just barely grazing against your stomach and it takes all your strength not to arch into her touch. “Mhmm…”

“I need words, baby. Tell me what you want.”

That’s all she has to say to get you to turn into putty in her hands.

“Keep going…please.”

“Good girl.” Your reward comes in the form of her helping you slide out of your shirt. She leans back and kneels between your spread legs to admire your body, her smirk growing once she realizes you’re not wearing a bra. “Always so good for me. So beautiful under me.”

“Is that why you’re taking forever?” You ask, unable to keep your inner brat in check.

She rolls her eyes at your question but you don't miss the way her hands wrap around your hips in a tight grip. It's a subtle warning but it's a warning nonetheless.

You can't help but wonder what would happen if you pushed her, though. If you truly pressed all her buttons until she had no choice but to strip away that sweet facade and put you in your place.

But that's a plan for another day.

For now, you bite your tongue and let her have her way.

She watches your face closely, her lack of words only adding to the intensity of the moment. She’s barely even touched you and you’ve already made a mess in your underwear.

A mess that only grows once her hands finally move again. They glide up from your hips, her nails lightly scratching your stomach, until she finally reaches her destination.

It takes all your self-restraint and then some to stop yourself from bucking your hips as her fingers tease your sensitive nipples. A barely audible whine slips past your parted lips the second she starts pinching and pulling at your flesh, though.

The sound makes her stop which only serves to draw out another needy sound from your throat. “What was that? Do you need something, love?”

All you can do is nod but, of course, Hailee’s not letting you get off that easy. It’s part of her charm, even though it’s also ridiculously frustrating in moments like these.

“Go on, baby. Tell me what you need.”

Here it is. The moment you’ve been searching for for far longer than you’ll ever admit out loud. You ignore the flush on your cheeks and the throbbing in your cunt long enough to ask for what you truly want.

“Your strap,” you reply, your voice barely above a whisper yet full of that subtle desperation your girlfriend loves bringing out of you.

She doesn’t say anything for a few moments but the glimmer in her eyes stops you from overthinking your words. “Are you sure? I don't want to rush you, love.”

“I know but I really need to feel you inside of me.”

Her eyes widen for a few seconds before her whole face changes. You practically watch her slip into that dominant persona she plays so well when she wants to. And it seems like she desperately wants to tonight.

“Is that so? My fingers aren't enough for you anymore, baby? You need more?”

You force the confirmation she's looking for out of your mouth before you get too flustered to respond. “Yes, please.”

That's all she needs to hear and she wastes no time jumping to her feet, the action so endearing you almost forget about your drenched underwear. You hold in a giggle as she extends her hand out to you and helps you stand only to pick you up and carry you toward the bedroom.

You’ll never understand her fascination with carrying you around but you’re also not about to complain. Mainly because her radiant joy is contagious…and because the view you get of her biceps is more than enough to distract you.

“Stay right here, okay?” She mumbles as she sets you down on the bed. “I’ll be right back to give you everything you want.”

There’s no doubt in your mind that she’ll be true to her word.

The next few minutes pass by far too slowly for your liking but your suffering finally ends when Hailee comes out of the bathroom, looking far too proud of herself and the dark purple dildo strapped to her hips. “What do you think?”

You’re speechless and more turned on than you’ve ever been in your life. You didn’t think the brunette could get any more attractive and yet here she is leaving you dizzy and desperate just from standing in front of you. The smirk, the abs, the pure confidence she oozes, it’s all too much in the best of ways.

“Come here…please.”

All she does is chuckle before finally joining you in bed. She helps you discard the rest of your clothes without pointing out how absolutely drenched you are for her. One hand lands on your hip while she uses the other one to hold herself up above you, staring down at you like you’re the best thing she’s ever seen.

The sentiment is mutual except you’re sure your eyes carry far stronger traces of neediness than Hailee’s. Which is exactly what she likes, if you're both being honest.

For a second you’re sure she’s going to make you beg before moving an inch but thankfully, it seems she wants you just as much as you want her.

She shifts her hips closer to you and you immediately wrap your arms around her as she oh so slowly slides the tip of the strap into your aching cunt. You let out a gasp, the intrusion feeling slightly uncomfortable but not unwelcome.

“I know, I know,” she whispers. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”

“Fuck.” You groan, loving and hating the torturously slow pace she’s set.

“Is that good or bad?”

“Good. Really good.”

Her slow movements allow you to feel the way she stretches your walls with every inch she pushes inside. It takes no time at all for the sound of heavy breathing and quiet moans to fill the room.

Her hand slides down between your legs and her thumb messily circles your swollen clit to help you get used to the feeling of her strap buried inside you. “Was this what you wanted, baby? To have your pretty pussy filled up by me?”

You’re glad she can’t actually feel the way you clench around the dildo at her slightly degrading words. She’s not an idiot though and she’d have to be blind not to notice the way your hips buck toward her.

“Come on, darling. I’m not a mind reader.”

You open your mouth to say something, anything really, but Hailee decides it’d be the perfect time to start moving again. You can’t form a single word or thought once she starts thrusting in and out of you.

The brunette can’t even pretend to be disappointed by your lack of words, too lost in the way your body responds to her movements and the feeling of the base of the dildo rubbing against her clit with every thrust. “Fuck, you feel so good, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this. So wet and needy for me.”

Your nails dig into her shoulder blades as you pull her closer. “Hailee-” Whatever else you were going to say is swallowed up by another moan.

“I’m right here, y/n.” The way she so easily slips back and forth between the two opposing sides of her desire drives you to the brink of pleasure-filled insanity. “Just focus on me.”

She leans down to nip at your jawline while her hips move faster and faster against you. The only thing you can do is arch your back into her touch and beg for more.

A request your girlfriend wastes no time in fulfilling.

Her soft caresses to your clit pick up speed. Her thumb, hips, and lips all work in unison to bring you the release your body craves. “You’re perfect like this. All fucked-out and mine to please.”

You love and hate the way she knows your mind and its hidden desires so well. “Lee, please, babe.”

“Please what?” She asks, clearly loving the way you’re so willing to play this game with her. “Use your words, baby, you know the rules.”

“Please, can I cum?”

A few agonizing seconds pass by before she gives you the answer you’re waiting for. “Go ahead, sweetheart. Show me how much you love the way I feel inside you.”

If her actions weren’t enough to push you to the edge, her words are.

The world outside of her embrace disappears and you give in to the overwhelming pleasure. All you can feel is her strap pushing and pulling in and out of you as you let yourself go, making a mess on both the toy and the sheets below you.

Hailee falls over the edge with you, mumbled words of praise and breathless moans filling the space between your faces.

It takes a few moments for your brain to come back down from such a breath-taking high and once you do, you realize the way your girlfriend has collapsed on top of you. The sight is just as heart-warming as it is arousing but you’re far too tired right now for another round.

“You okay?” You whisper, tilting your head a little so you can truly appreciate the way your girlfriend looks with her face buried into your neck.

“Yeah.” She presses a quick kiss to your sweaty skin to emphasize her point. “That was incredible. How are you doing? Was that too rough?”

“I’m not made of glass, Lee,” you assure her. “And I’m not the one covered in scratches.”

She shivers as you trace a finger up and down her spine. “Feels nice…Do you mind if I stay like this for a little while?”

The way you hold her close is enough of an answer for her. You’re both desperately in need of a shower and some food, but all you want right now is each other and the peace being locked together like this brings.

[obitos-whore]

Hii!! can you do some n(sfw) headcanons for our boy obito🩷🙏

Your wish is my command, nonnie. I hope you like 'em <3

18+ Minors, do not interact

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SFW

Obito is fiercely protective of his partner and would let the whole world burn and turn to ash for the sake of his darling's safety and comfort

Can't keep his hands off you for too long and will always seek out even the tiniest bit of physical contact

Despite his rather rugged/intimidating appearance, he is a total sweetheart for you and a hopeless romantic too

He is not afraid of showing his love and devotion through gifts or all sorts of favours, no matter how big or small they are. And if someone pokes fun at him for being "soft", "mushy" or, Jashin forbid, "a total simp", he will just get snarky with them and very crudely remind them of the fact that he is at least loved by someone

Before he asked you out, Obito always behaved a bit awkward around you to try and get your attention. He would brag about this super-duper, top secret and incredibly hard to master jutsu he was currently learning. Or he would try to show off his strength and skills in hand-to-hand combat with Kakashi (who was dragged into this whole stuff against his will)

Other things he did include: Sneaking glances at you and smiling subconsciously whenever you weren't looking. (Or he at least thought you weren't paying attention.). Always offering to help you with things, such as your studies or carrying your groceries home for you. Bringing you little trinkets from his missions he thought you might like or that reminded him of you. Paying very close attention to things you did/ate/say and taking mental notes of every. single. thing that could help him with courting you

During the first two to three months of your relationship, Obito was still very shy and hesitant to go further than holding hands and kissing/cuddling

Full on make-out sessions, with some groping here and there, were the spiciest he was willing to do. But even then, he always asked if you were comfortable with it, if he was too rough, etc.

It wasn't until you two had your first time together that he discovered the joys of sex and the seemingly endless opportunities to enjoy each other, whether by doing it in different positions, using toys or even roleplaying (A different turning point for the one-eyed Uchiha if you will)

King of aftercare. He will shower you with praises and lots of kisses and cuddles after every session, no matter if it was vanilla or not. Makes sure you're properly hydrated and fed, as well as thoroughly cleaned before and especially afterwards

NSFW

As a busy shinobi, he often has to ignore his needs for the sake of his missions. Which often leads to a lot of pent up sexual frustration. And when I say "a lot", I mean a lot!

He will take you every opportunity he gets and he won't necessarily be gentle either. At least not always

Sometimes he just needs to fuck. Screw the whole "sweet and passionate lovemaking" shit he's usually up for. There is nothing sweet or tender about the way he'll be ravaging you

Will hiss the dirtiest things in your ear while he ruts into you like a man possessed. His hands all over you, gripping your throat, tugging at your hair, spanking you or pinning your arms above your head so tightly, you'll be wearing the imprints of his fingers around your wrists for days

He does not limit himself to your bedroom. Every place with a surface to bend you over at or push you against will make do

Will make you suck him off while he goes over important documents or writes a report, and stroke your head every now and then and call you all sorts of pet names, such as "Love", "Sweetheart" or "Baby"

But on days where he feels very dominant, his nicknames will be less adoring and a bit more degrading. Something along the lines of "Pet" or "Plaything"

On those days, he also makes you call him "Sir", "Hokage-sama", or basically anything that suggests that he's the one in control

If he's away on a mission and his need for you gets too unbearable, Obito will either wait until it's late at night, or excuse himself for a couple of minutes, and straight up Kamui back home and drain his balls into you in a messy quickie

He's a total switch who enjoys receiving as much as he enjoys giving and trusts his partner completely when it comes to using toys on him

A sucker for getting praised. Just tell him he's being such a good boy while pleasuring you and watch him become putty in your hands and redouble his efforts just to hear you say that again

He is very open to trying new things with you, but he does not share his darling with anyone! No matter if it's a man/woman or someone who doesn't identify as either of those. You are his. His dick is the only thing that you need and get (with the exception of toys ofc) and he will make sure you'll remember that

Big fan of both orgasm denial and post orgasm torture. Hearing you whimper and plead him to let you cum/stop making you cum over and over again as you writhe below him is like music to his ears

[hwsing]

hi hi hi! i’d love to request america for the nsfw alphabet (if you want to!!!) please and thank you!

america nsfw alphabet

notes: 18+, reader is gender neutral and includes both bottom and top reader. includes: america (alfred f. jones). as always, reblogs are appreciated!

cws: me yapping as always; alfred is a bit weird but nice, creampies, roleplay, vibrators, switch! alfred. wc: about 1.7k words. not really proof read.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

generally speaking — alfred is a wee bit dense, and so i dont think he’s the type to go above and beyond everytime, especially at first; unless you give him some specifics to work with, he’s going to provide some stuff like water food etc a shower if you want, cuddles, just general decompressing. he’ll usually ask how you’re doing as a check in, but he’s not overly inclined to pressing if you don’t say you need something hdhddh. whatever you want is yours though!! he is a sweetie deep down and is Very prone to being. ahem. whipped

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

on himself…. the general shoulder/arm region. i dont think hes particularly buff bc i dont think hes even remotely consistent with exercise but, yk those guys that like. hit the gym for six weeks and suddenly are almost ripped? he’s like that,,, just his genetics so no matter what he looks a lil beefy, esp with how much he eats. he likes how big/strong he looks

on his partner, it’s cheesy, but he’d *always* say eyes or your smile. your eyes preferably when you’re smiling, really! even if it’s from you scoffing at something stupid hes doing. what can i say he got the hopeless romantic trait from arthur

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

i Must be honest. his cum does not taste particularly good. and he cums A LOT like … i think he’s quite into creampies because he really does have the necessities to make it happen. his favourite places to cum: your mouth/face, makes him flustered to see you have to lick it off

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

this was hard because i don’t think he keeps many secrets about this, and he isn’t overly kinky to begin with. i would say that maybe he can be a bit of a creep? he’s just very enamoured by his partner and fantasies a lot, which leads to him mentally sexualizing his partner. you can argue that’s just being horny, but he feels creepy whenever he realizes he’s staring at your ass or down your shirt.

by extension, he doesn’t usually have the balls to steal your underwear but if your laundry is out in the open in any way and you aren’t in the room…………….. you cannot blame him for touching them and taking a sniff okay?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

in our day and age? definitely a good amount of experience. i dont think he’s quite as experienced as he may seem, which embarrasses him on the low but he compensates with his outrageous confidence anyways. by no means close to a virgin though. he still gets around

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

okay so he might say reverse cowgirl but in reality it’s missionary doesnt matter if he’s top or bottom. he just thinks its a lame answer. side note, he loves to hold hands during missionary.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

YOU ALREADY KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW.. he can be more serious (especially if roleplay is involved, he gets oddly invested…) but for the most part he really really really just wants you n him to have a good time so he’ll put a lot of pressure on himself to be entertaining

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he trims and washes well but basically never shaves down there. he will if you ask but he just prefers to keep it trimmed and let it be for the most part. isn’t insanely hairy anyways though

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

alfred values the intimacy of sex quite a bit to be honest. he may not showcase this if you two aren’t close yet, but if you are, it’s so obvious how much he loves you. he’ll say it a lot too when you two are at that level — he borderline worships you in the bedroom honestly. he’s just kinda obsessed and cherishes the relationship he has with you DEEPLY

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i really do believe he had a small addiction at one point. not much to say about that so let’s move on… back in prime playboy days he absolutely read them and other lewd magazines; nowadays, he’s actually a bit more imaginative because i think in recent years he’d pick up the belief that most visual porn on like pornhub and sites of that nature tend to be exploitative. so, he tends to break out some music and get it done. he usually doesn’t get particularly horny unless prompted, so, he can find something to think of with ease.

kind of sucks at masturbating though. he’s horrible at pacing himself, and ends up edging himself accidentally a few times because he gets too close too soon and he has to back off immediately. his poor dick is not cared for well…

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

i’ve already talked about some obvious ones throughout this alphabet, but another that randomly comes to mind is roleplay. he can feel a bit cringe about it but if he’s in the headspace he can get SO into it. obviously hero roleplay where you should reward him for saving you from the bad guy; he’d humbly dismiss the idea like a good hero, but he’s certainly not complaining when you tug down his pants and suck the life out of him in thanks!!

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

house/apartment, doesn’t matter where too much but in the privacy of your own space is what he prefers. would question god what he did to deserve it if he EVER got caught with his pants down so he’d just… prefer to keep it safe

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

so easily turned on it’s not even funny. i don’t think his sex drive is super high and sometimes it can feel a bit random — he’s just. So attracted to his partner. he’s losing the idgaf war every. single. day.

there’s the obvious — you bend over to pick something up, your lounge clothes are revealing, you eat something creamy; but, sometimes, it’s just your smile or you fixing up your clothes after they shift. it just gets him thinking…. unholy things….. he wishes he wasn’t so easy but, if you like to initiate, it’s very rare that it doesn’t immediately get him in the mood.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

not really an orgy kinda guy

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

https://www.tumblr.com/hwsing/716154815799066624/giving-head

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends a lot of his partner’s preferences to be honest, but generally, middle ground of rough/slow and deep. he’ll speed up and get messy as he gets close when he tops. if he’s bottoming, he prefers slow and gentle or mind numbingly rough and fast depending on the kinda day he had. sex in general can be a productive way for him to burn off stress!!

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

not a quickie lover but is a quickie truther. sometimes they’re just what’s most convenient, especially during busy times of the year for him when he’s trapped working. you’ll *know* how much he misses you, though, with the needy texts you’ll receive.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

not as much as you’d probably expect but he’s still quite experimental! he can just feel a bit embarrassed/shy experiencing or doing something new in front of someone, especially if you already are knowledgeable/have done said thing, but he’ll put on his big boy pants and manage.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

as long as you need, and after. doesn’t last all that long himself unless he tries really hard to pace himself, but his recovery time is terrifying.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i have a hard time imagining he owns one himself, but he’s most certainly down to incorporate them, whether he has to buy them or you already own them. i think he’s particularly fond of vibrators (simple but he quite likes what he can turn you into with them!) and butt plugs

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

over all, i dont think i’d consider him a particularly big tease. he has his moments, but i think it’s more likely *you’re* the one teasing him, even if you don’t mean to be. his teasing would usually come from you being flustered or easily aroused, because not only is it cute to him, but a massive ego boost to him. win win!

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

so sorry if you have a roommate and you guys do it at your place because boy is he ever LOUD he triessss not to sort of not really but he really cannot help it. will not and cannot stop yapping, let alone the *sounds* he makes — so much moaning and groaning and blah blah.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

has sneezed when he was yanking it and it was the most uncomfortable orgasm he can ever imagine

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

a shower, 7” long 6” girth he’s thicc, notably veiny but nothing overpowering. slightly curved. safe to say he’s quite satisfied with his package.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

not particularly high. he usually needs a reason to be turned on — however, once he has a partner, suddenly a reason is often presenting itself…..

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

usually won’t fall asleep fast unless it’s past his bedtime already. just doesn’t tire very easily.

[kentosbabes]

'Just let me look after you'

ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ Word count: 1.6k Warnings: its just pure smut Content: Talking to Eren about why you don't hook up with anyone anymore leads to something unexpected

You and Eren are sitting on his sofa with a film playing in the background as you are deep in conversation. 'why do you sleep with so many girls' You blurt out, the question making both your eyes widen. Eren was known for sleeping around, his bad boy demeanor and piercing green eyes practically screaming sex.

But to you, he was your best friend and roommate who was caring and kind. He always had a soft spot for you, making sure you were well cared for, buying you food and taking you shopping. He secretly loved how whenever you were upset or just feeling down you would come into his room asking to cuddle or just be in his company until you felt better.

'well why dont you sleep with guys?' he ask in retaliation. A plush pink now covering your cheeks at his question.

'oh there's a reason?' he pushes after seeing your expression 'come on pretty girl spill'.

You refuse to keep eye contact as you attempt a reply 'it's embarrassing ren'

Eren only lets out a chuckle at your shyness ' come on baby it cant be that bad. What are you a virgin?' he pushes even more, now teasing you a little.

'not quite'

'not quite?' he questions back his brows furrowed with confusion.

'I have been with guys but it's just not been what I thought' Eren nods signalling to continue 'I never finish' you finally blurt out. His lips are pulled into a cocky smirk but his eyes are soft and caring as he looks down at you.

'never?' he asks the redness on your cheeks spreading knowing you're about to expose yourself even more.

'I mean sometimes when you know I'm alone but never with anyone else. I always assumed I had some issue so I just stopped'.

He lets out another chuckle at your innocence, 'Love there's nothing wrong with you, it's probably because you've only fucked with boys what you need is someone who puts you first like a man.' he simply states and you don't know why but a sudden wave of confidence flows through you after seeing the hunger now filling his eyes clarifying he's thinking the same thing you are.

'and your a man huh?' you ask biting your lip 'is that what you are?'

'I mean they always come back' he shrugs as he leans in a little closer than usual. 'you want me to show you why?' he breathes out in your ear his left hand now cupping your right cheek, you can only nod in response. And a sudden feeling of a pleasurable pain begins to gather in between your legs. 'let me take care of you' he says before bringing your plump lips to his in a slow wet kiss filled with passion and anticipation. your hands are quick to run through his long brown hair pulling lightly at the roots as he bites and sucks softly on your bottom lip. Before you can even think his right hand now moves to your thigh a whine escaping your lips when he gives it a squeeze allowing him to explore your mouth fully. The tension and apprehension is new to you, when usually it's all rushed and over before you can even think to sit and enjoy it. Even for Eren who normally rushes into it takes his time with you, he wants you to feel everything.

The confidence still high in your system you push into him and moving so your straddling him. His hands now grabbing your ass as he moves down kissing your neck, biting and sucking on the sweet spot as you release sweet sounds. your hips instinctively move back and fourth against him, the bulge in his pants now growing as he lets out a groan in pleasure.

'You going to let me make you feel good baby?' his hand now finding the waistband of your shorts. the only coherent word leaving your lips being his name. 'fuckk your so wet baby' he moans out as he rubs his fingers against your clothed cunt. too caught up in the pleasure your dont even notice him moving your panties aside and gathering some of your wetness and then going back to circle your clit. While he continues his work on your neck, he carefully picks you up, your legs wrapped around his waist 'lets go to my room yeah' he breathes out. The thought of you being the first and only girl who he's going to fuck senseless on his own bed goes straight to his dick which gets even harder.

Once he's sat you down on his bed he's taking off his top exposing his toned chest and abs. Your eyes scanning all over his body in particular the defined v-line leading down to his dick which you now see is pressed hard against his joggers. When he's stripped down to his boxers he comes over helping you take off your top and shorts. the anticipation getting to much for you, pulling him down ontop of you and meeting his lips with yours. His fingers back down in between your legs

'I'm going to make you cum so much tonight baby, need to make up for lost time' he says before his fingers go deep into your seeping cunt.

'f-fuck ren' you let out as you squirm underneath him. his fingers curling in you hitting a spot in you never been touched before that has your head thrown back into the bed and your nails scratching up his back.

'you gunna cum for me princess' you nod in response not able to think about anything but the way he's making you feel. 'God your so good. look at me mama look at me when I make you cum' Eren says his other hand coming up behind your head his green eyes piercing into you. You hold onto his arm hard your nails dinning into his skin, and try to keep eye contact as his fingers hit that same spot and the coil in your stomach threatens to snap, and when it does what a sight, your legs shaking and head thrown back against the pillow. Eren slowly takes out his fingers watching you whimper at the sensitivity and then places them at his lips sucking on them 'You taste so good baby, I can't wait to put my head between those pretty thighs' Eren practically moans out, his fingers going to your mouth, you open up sucking his fingers his eyes rolling back at the sight of your fucked out state.

You reach out to his boxers but he catches you wrist saying 'later baby right now all I can think of is fucking that pretty pussy'.

'please ren I-I need you' you whine out as he begins taking off his boxers exposing his dick. 'Eren I dont think that will fit' you say sitting up on your elbows, your hand wrapping around it, your thumb rubbing circles around his leaking tip.

'fuck' he moans out throwing his head back. 'it'll fit baby dont you worry you pretty little head just lay back, Just let me look after you, I'll make you feel real good' you follow his instructions laying back down while his hands find your thighs again so he can spread you out even more. He stares at the sight of your plump lips and your wetness now covering your thighs,

'please' you beg and instantly his tip teases your entrance moving up and down through your slick before slowly entering you. you both moan out at the feeling, 'tis to big ren i-i cant'.

'nuh uh baby you can. it is so warm and tight, fuck.' his thrusts quicken as he watches how your cunt just sucks him in clenching as he praises you. 'oh god you feel so good fuck' he groans throwing your legs on top of his shoulder thrusting harder into you reaching spots that have your legs beginning to shake and loud moans coming out your puffy lips.

Soon enough the tightness in your stomach returns 'ren 'tis so good'

'I can feel you squeezing me love you gunna cum again for me?' he moans out his hand reaching to yours placing it on your stomach where you can feel him moving in and out of you. 'you feel how deep I am princess, so so good for me.' his words only making the coil tighter in your stomach and before you know it your cumming around him as he cums deep inside of you. His thrusts slow letting you both come down from your high.

He's quick to go into the bathroom bringing a wet towel to clean you up then coming to lay next to you. 'your beyond perfect you know that right mama' he says looking at you cuddled into his chest. When you look up at him batting your lashes and giving him the cutest smile he's seen he understands it all. He understands why he refused to bring girls to his place

so he wouldn't see you and lose all interest in the girl he was with

Why he would always think of you when being sucked off

because your lips are so soft

Why he wanted to spoil you

because he wanted to be the source of your happiness

He only ever wanted you and the look in your eyes clarifies your shared feelings. You bring his head back down to yours in a slow kiss and he knows he won't hold out long before he's hard again.

'round two?'

Masterlist

[sociopathicartist]

Hi! I love ur headcanons. I was wondering if you could you do some nsfw headcanon of ur comfortable?

hey! thanks for requesting, since there was no specification on the character i jumbled up Classic!Sans, Underfell!Sans and Underswap!Sans. there will be dividers between the characters, i hope that suffices:3 all headcanons are below the cut, NSFW warning.

UT, UF, & US NSFW headcanons

Undertale Sans (classic)

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So, as for classic since he’s a laidback and nonchalant guy, I feel like he’d be one to take it easier in the bedroom by far. He probably won’t be a fan of being dominant since that’s a lot of work, and he’s also just not very experienced with sex in general. It’s just an easier go for him to let you take the lead and guide him to do what you want, which while he is a fan of just vanilla sex, he also doesn’t care if you want to spice anything up. He trusts you enough to not do anything out of both of your boundaries and to follow along with whatever you like.

There will probably be nights though where you’ll roll over to get on top of him, but he’s already dead asleep and snoring quietly in bed with little hopes of waking up for a good few hours. He sleeps best next to you, so you might have to initiate something earlier before you both get comfortable and relaxed late at night.

I did go over this in my last mature headcanons for Classic Sans, but I don’t see him initiating sex a lot of the time. Of course, there are days when he just sneaks up behind you while you’re in the kitchen, and gets on his tiptoes to kiss your neck and wrap his arms around you, making several lighthearted jokes during his little kiss bumps to get you in a good mood. That isn’t most of the time though, and that doesn’t mean he isn’t attracted or turned on by you, he just is a bit more awkward sometimes with coming about his wants to you. He also just trusts you a lot more and worries a bit that he’ll try something when you’re not in the mood for it, and he doesn’t want you to lie to him about wanting more because he’s your boyfriend, so letting you start things is just a safer route for him mentally.

He does really like cuddling afterward though, and despite how much he is always talking and blabbering on about something (most of the time just irrelevant blabber), he usually just stays pretty quiet so that he can listen to your soft breathing and whispers to him. He likes to just trace little patterns on your skin and admire you quietly while you speak, simply just glad that this is his life now, and that he gets to be with you.

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Underfell Sans (fell)

Fell does have a lot of rougher edges on him, but he is a sweetheart when you chip away the defensive and brash exterior. He wasn’t born to just be shut off and mean, he had to adapt and act like that to survive back in the underground.

He had never felt so seen by someone before whenever you saw him. You noticed things about him, you knew him, you took the time to understand him and stay close friends despite his mean slip-ups or bad days that were more often than not.

So getting to have you in his arms, getting to see you in a way that he never thought he’d be like with anyone before, he just can’t get enough.

Fell isn’t romantic all the time with sex even though he does like doing romantic and classic gifts and dates pretty often, it’s just because he literally can’t get enough of how much he loves you. Admires you. Craves you.

He’s more to initiate sex a lot of the time simply because he can’t keep his loving, grimy, skeletal hands off you. He doesn’t care for it to be in your bedroom all the time (unlike classic sans), he doesn’t care if you’re on the couch, in the kitchen, or anywhere you want to be. As long as he gets to have his hands on you and keep those pretty little sounds coming from your mouth, he never minds.

Aftercare is something he really likes. He never got to pamper or take care of someone so gentle and genuine before without the brash or mean holdup, so getting to just take a nice bath with you and order Grillby’s while you both sit on the couch and watch trashy TV shows is ideal to him. He keeps an eye on if you need any painkillers or a massage or anything afterward too, since he can get a bit rough sometimes, but the intention is never to actually hurt you. He likes staying snug with you on the couch or in bed and stealing some of your french fries while you both just laugh together, enjoying a moment he never thought he’d get to have.

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Underswap Sans (Blue)

( I can’t remember if I’ve established this, but I’m not a big fan of the fanon blueberry sans that is across the AU fandom, so I try and stick to his odd and silly more canonical personality. Some of my content with him might not make sense since it might be different than how Blueberry would act versus Blue. Just a disclaimer for the current or any future content with him. )

Blue always dreamed of his little romantic life whenever he was underground. Maybe it was something else to dream about other than joining the royal guard, or his normal life up on the pretty surface. He always just thought the idea that he’d one day find someone who he loves so much because they fit all his standards and check all his boxes on what his perfect partner should be like to be very enticing.

Then he got up to the surface. Then he became closer to you.

The realization hit him like a brick to his ribcage whenever he realized that checking off the boxes for his dream person who would also match all his standards did not matter at all. You were amazing in his big starred eyes, it didn’t matter if you weren’t a fan of sci-fi like he was, if you didn’t like riddles or his puns, or if you didn’t fill the tacos he helped you make exactly how they should be filled. You were the best compliment to his personality, he wanted nothing more than to impress you.

Whenever you both got together, the need to impress you and keep you happy never faded (you’re so cool in his eyes, what can he say?), so he wanted your first time to be everything you would have hoped for. It’s a romantic setup, candles are put out to make the bedroom look nicer and ambient, flower petals are scrabbled in little hearts, and he’s looking at you like you’re the best thing in the world.

He’s probably overall pretty gentle with you, I just can’t see him getting rough and hurting you in any way during sex, I don’t feel like he’d be one to enjoy that. He’s always making sure you’re feeling okay, that you’re not in any pain, and that it does feel good for you. If you want to be dominant? That’s okay, he’s fine with that. If you want him to take the lead? That’s also okay, whatever makes you feel best. It’s a good way to get all his energy out.

He is a big fan of aftercare since he just likes taking care of you all the time, he doesn’t ever need a reason not to, but aftercare is a good way to just relax and enjoy each other a little bit more intimately. Unlike Fell, he’s not a fan of ordering takeout, so he’ll make you any food if you’re hungry (probably tacos unless you request something else) and he’ll do some little peaceful and easy activities with you to mellow out, like reading a book together or watching a silly sci-fi movie. He does prefer to stay more active and move around, but he does switch up a bit in the bask of the moment and will just lay down and relax with you if you want.

[munsonshire]

Eddie Munson as your boyfriend

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader (gender Neutral)

Disclaimer: Eventhough this are some headcanons I might warn you that this is long af

Warning: Use this freely on your fics but pls give credit

Masterlist

He gives the most obvious side eyes ever, You sometimes have to call him out because they are too obvious and he could get in trouble

He will get out of bed quietly when he can't sleep, take his guitar and get out of the bedroom then start playing music loudly

He makes a lot of sarcastic jokes

Will ask you for help when planning his next campaign, and will let you co-lead said campaign as you have also helped

He has this weird obsession with your ass where he will try to grab and squeeze whenever he can (consensual of course)

Contrary to popular belief I don't think that Eddie doesn't care about his hair, I think he does and that those curls aren't as wild as they seem, he makes them look that way, If he didn't then his hair would look even more wild.

When he gets bored he likes to draw on your arms with a marker (erasable).

He always ends up with random scratches, he never knows how but it happens, Sometimes you have to take care of those scratches.

He likes to cuddle with you, and NEEDS to cuddle with you, The poor boy is touch-starved but at the same time, when you touch him too much he can get overstimulated, so he'll tell you when it's enough

All the dice and little figures he has are because he finds them in the floor or somewhere, repaints, and heeps them, he has gifted you so many dice that you now have them all in a jar.

You gifted him a Polaroid camera, and you still don't know if it was a good or bad idea, he will pull that camera whenever he can and take the most horrible pictures of you, like sleeping or similar.

Has struggled with eating disorders in the past, you try to keep an eye on him and make sure that he's eating well but at the same time try not to force him so it doesn't feel like an obligation.

- Okay, so, generally we tend to think of Eddie as this metal guy and so badass, but tbh I see him as the guy that would crouch down and tie your shoelaces if you ask him to or if he sees that they are untied because he doesn't want you to get hurt. Or, if he's in more of a goofy mood he will crouch down and tie your shoelaces together so that you fall, and he obviously has a laughing fit before even thinking of helping you but then he asks you if you're okay and kisses you.

- He's the kind that will surprise you with gifts, those are usually things that you've said you wanted but didn't get because they were too expensive. He's very attentive of your especial interests and wants to get you something with meaning

He gives you his jacket whenever it's cold

He likes to stay in and watch movies and cuddle

Tries his best to comfort you

Likes to play around in the rain with you, you both usually get soaking wet in the rain and end up covered in mud.

When it rains or he just took a shower and his hair is all wet he likes to shake his hair and soak you, he thinks its extremely fun

he holds your face with both hands

likes to kiss the top of your head

After spending so much time together he starts picking up your gestures, habits, and tics even without noticing. But if you pick up one of his habits/tics, like sticking out your tongue when concentrated, he notices it and teases you about it

Likes to get way too close to your face/ear to say something

Very curious about you and your past, he wants to know a lot about you to understand you better

Constantly tells you everything he likes about you

Moves a lot while talking

Lots of LOTR and metal references that he will explain if you don't get them, he never wants you to feel stupid when you two are talking.

Makes you a dnd character in case you ever want to join, which you probably will, considering the amount of time that he's made you sit and watch one of his campaigns and that sometimes you too get too invested in the storylines. This character will appear in the dnd campaigns, even if you don't play, at first the hellfire club members didn't know who this mysterious character was but after meeting you it was so damn obvious

will take you to all the Corroded Coffin rehearsals and little concerts, he likes to dedicate one or two songs to you

likes to mark his territory so if you're talking to someone in the hallway his mf will appear out of nowhere and hug you from behind, leaving a little kiss on your neck, and then leave again, During that interaction he will glare at whoever you're talking to.

if he sits behind you in class, he will spend it kicking your chair to get your attention

he loves making you laugh at his silly jokes

Sneaks through your window whenever he wants, he's hungry? you better have something to eat. Can't sleep? You're gonna be his personal teddy bear. Needs to talk? Now you have a career in psychology, congratulations. Better listen to him when he gets there or he's gonna be throwing rocks at your window all night/day

explains all of dnd to you

Finds hair ties on the floor and gives them to you even if you told him thousands of times that that is not hygienic at all but he ignores you - you still thank him anyway

Likes it when you do his hair

He loves to braid your hair, doesn't really know how but at least he tries

Hugs you from behind, sometimes giving you heart attacks

Sloopy neck kisses, he loves it because it makes you giggle

Likes to hum and sing to you when you can't sleep

He likes to take your hand and trace all the lines in it, then he gives it a little squeeze

Always holds your thigh while driving

Makes you laugh when you're mad at him, that makes you even more mad

He makes a confused face whenever you talk to him about something that he doesn't know about or something he doesn't understand

Has no filter, because he trusts you

If you say you like one of his rings he'd probably give it to you and laugh when he sees that it doesn't fit your fingers. Then he will find some kind of lace to put the ring through it so that you can wear it as a necklace.

Likes to stargaze with you

likes to run his fingers along your skin, especially your back because it makes you shiver

He keeps flirting with you even if you've been dating for the longest time

Loves to pick little fights with you, never serious, just for fun

Would get a tattoo of something that reminds him of you

Asks you to tutor him when he doesn't understand a class, usually math or something like that. Tutoring lessons usually end up with one of you on top of the other while making out

Loves to pull pranks on you and scare you. But he usually gets slapped or something, because idk you but I get aggressive when someone scares me

Will try to teach you how to play guitar

He has the messiest bedhead ever

Hand-holding while sleeping

Puts his hand in your back pocket when you go out together

Comforting each other after nightmares

holds your hand and swings your arms obnoxiously together, he loves to see you laugh and stumble around

He loves your smile and makes you smile at every chance he gets

Venting to each other, asking first obviously.

He puts his hand on your thigh when he drives

He insists on you sitting on his lap, even if there are other chairs to sit

If you ask for one of his shirts and he's in the mood to annoy you he will tell you to take the one he's wearing

- "Eddie, can I have one of your shirts?"

- "Yeah, come and get it"

- "Where is it?"

- "It's on me sweetheart"

- *you look at him confused* "What do you mean?"

- "I mean, take it off me"

- "Eddie..."

- "What? You wanted my shirt"

- "Okay okay, fine, ill take it"

If you have trust issues he's always reassuring you that he loves you. He has abandonment issues so better remind and reassure him that you still love him

Going out dressed up in Halloween. Scaring kids till they pee their pants

He made you a matching guitar pick necklace like the one he has

Hugs you when you're sad

Likes to play fight but if you fight back, he will lose it

Has an irrational fear of doctors/dentists and will throw a tantrum if you take him to one

Bites as a form of showing affection

When it's raining heavily he loves to take you to this one spot in the woods that he calls "his spot" so you both can scream about whatever it is that has been bothering you, Once you feel better you will dance under the rain

He blinks like 100 times before a staring contest and he gets so competitive, he NEEDS to win

If his eyeliner runs and he smears it he will come up with the excuse that it's his new metal way to wear it, just because he's too lazy to take it off and put it on again

Smirks and shrugs when you ask him how he's able to stay up all night and still have energy the rest of the day, he just teases you about not being able to do it yourself

After the attack, whenever you ask to see his scars to know if they are healing he will lift his shirt and hold it between his teeth, mumbling something about how the bruising is fading. And the MF will smirk because he knows that you're having a hard time trying to focus on the scars and not stare at his shirtless torso

Reads his favorite books aloud for you to fall asleep. He LOVES when you fall asleep with him near you because it shows how comfortable and safe you feel around him.

Puts your hair behind your ears and brushes your hair out of your face whenever you're talking with him because he wants to see your face

Likes to ask you for outfit advice, but he just shows up with two almost identical band T-shirts

He loves it when you mess with his hands, like, if you're anxious and take his hand and start playing with his fingers, he loves that shit, and also if you take his rings and put them in your fingers

[puppyluvfics]

When He Sees Me | Gaon/Kwak Jiseok

Gaon/Kwak Jiseok | WC: 1.1k Genre: Smut Summary: Voyeurism is a director's job description. It's an artist's, too. And god help you if Jiseok wasn't an artist. Warnings: None, I think? It's akin to my usual smut stuff! F!reader, dirty talk, all that jazz Kinks: Voyeurism A/N: This is so much shorter I'm sorry T-T I picked a kink that was hard to write about but there are 3 more Jiseok centric stories coming this month, fear not!

It wasn’t odd for you and Jiseok to share information about your personal intimate moments. What it came down to, really, was that there were simply times where one of you was in the mood but the other wasn’t, and that was fine. Today was no different. 

You two had been cuddling on the couch, watching a movie together, when a raunchy scene played on the screen. You could tell from the lack of hardness against your back that for once, he was truly invested in the story more than the sex on screen. You, however, could not agree. Each passing second made you wetter and wetter. You pressed your thighs together more and more until you simply couldn’t take it anymore. Sure, you could have just thought your way out of it and dealt with the clean up after, but the way you saw it, why not just go take care of it and then come back?

You leaned up and kissed Jiseok on his jawline, mumbling into his skin. “I’ll be back…”

He paused the movie, looking down at you. “Can I watch?”

You furrow your brows softly. “Yeah, you can keep watching, I don’t mind. I’ll finish it later.” You say, under the assumption that he means watch the movie without you. He lets out a small chuckle, his fingers lacing between yours. 

“That’s not what I meant.” He whispers to you.

“What did you mean, then?” You ask, genuinely confused, but not opposed to whatever the answer might be.

“Can I watch?” He repeats the question, this time gesturing down with his eyes, a small smirk forming on his lips.

You were never the dominant type with him. And yet, something inside you pushed, even for just this moment.

“Use your words, Jiseok…” You say, your tone coming out more sultry than you had intended it to be - but hey, you’d take it. A flush of pink dusted his cheeks as he too was taken aback by the sudden take-charge nature you presented. 

“Can I… watch you touch yourself?” He asked, swallowing thickly. He wasn’t used to being put on the spot like this, especially not with the addition of your commanding tone. Obviously, this wouldn’t be an everyday dynamic. But God, you were so sexy right now that he would do anything you asked.

You were just as taken aback by his request as he was by your tone. Sure, you’d both walked in on each other a time or two before, some of those times even turned into the two of you having sex together. But this…? This was new. New and exciting.

“You want to watch me… get off?” You stuttered out, a bit perplexed. He hummed with a nod.

“Yeah… I mean, you’re always so beautiful when you come when we… well,” he chuckled softly, recounting many a memory. “But I never really get to watch you feel good without being too distracted by how good you’re making me feel, you know?” He continued.

“Yeah, sure, what the hell?” You obliged, standing up, offering a hand to him. He took it eagerly, lacing his fingers with yours, letting you lead the way to your shared bedroom. You knew it would get less awkward once you got started, but right now, it felt like your first time with him all over again. Full of giddiness and uncharted territory. He wasted no time sitting down in what usually served as your “laundry chair,” kicking his jeans off. You couldn’t help but chuckle softly to yourself and shake your head as you followed his lead, undressing yourself. 

Normally, whenever you took time for yourself, you didn’t make a big deal of it; you didn’t even take your pants off half the time. But, if he wanted a show… well, you’d give him one. You stripped down slowly, keeping your back turned to him the entire time, purposefully teasing him. You swayed your hips as one by one, a piece of your clothes found its way to the floor or into his lap. Once you were fully naked, you finally turned around to look him in the eye. The smile on your lips was hardly sultry, it was more shy than anything. He’d seen you naked countless times, and yet, every time made you feel shy.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, baby.” He breathed out, toying with your panties that you had tossed over to him while you undressed.

You thanked him softly before crawling onto the bed, getting comfortable. Usually, you just rolled in, went at it, and called it good. But, again, he wanted a show, so you centered yourself in the middle of the bed, propping yourself up with pillows. You had toys, sure, but you didn’t really know how this would play out, so you figured you’d just use your fingers. You kept eye contact with him as you spread your legs slowly, your fingers finding their way to your clit.

You breathed out softly as you started to move your fingers in circles, letting your eyes shut and your head fall back as you went about your usual routine. Through your pants and moans, you could hear Jiseok stand up and take his own clothes off, and the idea of that drove you wild. You sped up, moaning his name softly, filthy phrases accompanying it.

“Fuck me just like that, Jiseok…” You moaned out softly as your fingers worked their way in and out of you, your hips bucking softly as you writhed. You were still in too much of a state of pleasure to open your eyes, but the things you were imagining him doing as he watched… 

Your moans turned to whimpers and whines, speeding up as you got closer and closer to finishing. “I’m- fuck… I’m gonna come…” You said, mostly for him to know. 

“Come for me, (Y/N), fuck, show me how pretty you are when you come.” He coaxed you. You could hear the soft sounds of him jacking off as you got closer, which, when coupled with his words, brought you over the edge. You writhed and whined, begged for him until you laid there, panting softly. 

“Wow…” you giggled quietly, “I’ve never come that hard just on my own.” You admitted.

He stood up, walking over to the bed, his cock rock hard. His hands tugged you down by your thighs so you were on the edge of the bed. As you caught your breath, you looked up at him. He was always so stunning when he was above you.

“Let’s see how hard you can come on my cock, then.” He said, teasingly rubbing it up and down your dripping slit. So much for finishing the movie…

[misc-obeyme]

"Wait, you think I'm cute?" With Beel please! I feel like he doesn’t get “cute” a lot but would appreciate it you know?

Hello there, anon!

Okay, I totally agree with you. It'd mean a lot to him, I think! I think Beel's character is completely underutilized by the game. He's always just relegated to food when he has all this potential to be the stable gentle one, I just don't understand it honestly. Anyway, this ended up being a straight up love confession situation, so it miiight be a little cheesy. But I couldn't help it, I just wanna cuddle this guy.

Thank you for participating!

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GN!MC x Beelzebub with prompt "Wait, you think I'm cute?"

Warnings: an appearance from Belphie lol, also I just imagine most MCs are shorter than Beel because he's so big, but I tried to keep it height neutral

You were sitting on the sofa in the common room of the House of Lamentation with Belphie's head in your lap. He was breathing softly, half asleep, but still listening as you talked about your feelings. You were absently playing with the ends of his hair, but he didn't seem to mind, content to let you touch it as he listened to your thoughts.

It was a quiet day at the house for once - most of the brothers were out doing something. Lucifer was likely at RAD, Mammon had a modeling gig, Levi was shut away gaming, you didn't know where Satan and Asmo were, and Beel had Fangol practice that afternoon.

This left you and Belphie in the house by yourselves and that inevitably lead to you letting Belphie sleep in your lap.

Whenever this happened, your mind raced. After the first few times, you were surprised Belphie kept coming back. How he managed to sleep at all while you talked to him about all the things that were bothering you was a mystery.

Today you happened to have something very significant on your mind. It wasn't just the usual concerns about homework or chores or the day to day life you lived now in the Devildom. For the past few weeks, you had slowly begun to realize something and it was causing you no end of sleepless nights. And inevitably, you found yourself confiding in the half asleep demon on your lap.

"It's just that everybody needs me all the time," you said. "I'm always helping out with things and of course I don't really mind, but it's different with Beel. He's always so careful about what he bothers me with. And he's so genuine and sweet. Lately it feels like whenever I see him, I can't stop staring. I can't stop thinking about him. I'm having dreams about him, even."

Belphie shifted in your lap, which surprised you. "Yeah," he said. "Beel's pretty great. You love him, too, don't you?"

The realization of this washed over you. Belphie was right. You were in love with Beel.

"Yeah," you said weakly. You covered your face because you could feel your blush, even though Belphie wasn't looking at you. "It's just that he's so kind. He's always looking out for us. And he's always just happy to be with me. Beel really is so cute."

Belphie seemed like he was about to say something, but a thud nearby caused you both to look over at the door.

Beel was standing there, having just put down his Fangol equipment. He looked at you in surprise, eyes wide, mouth slightly open.

"Wait," he said. "You think I'm cute?"

You nearly pushed Belphie onto the floor in your haste to get up off the sofa. He scrambled away on his own and prevented himself from falling off your lap.

You stood up straight, looked at your wrist to check a watch you weren't wearing, and said, "Oh wow, look at the time, I have to go… iron my socks."

And you bolted out of the room. The door was wide enough for you to escape past Beel, who was still standing there looking confused.

You nearly ran to your room, closing the door and pressing your back against it, covering your face with your hands.

How long had Beel been standing there? How much had he heard? Did he hear you tell Belphie that you loved him? Even if he hadn't, surely Belphie would be telling him as much right now. You considered going back to the common room to stop him, but you just couldn't face Beel right then.

After a few minutes, just when your heart had stopped racing, there was a soft knock at your door that got it beating rapidly again.

"MC?"

It was Beel.

"You don't have to let me in," he said. "I just wanted to say that I think you're cute, too."

This statement was so sweet it almost hurt. How could you leave him standing outside your door after he said something like that?

You took a deep breath, fought down your blush as best you could, and opened the door. Beel took a step back. He clearly didn't think you were going to open the door for him, but he held your gaze steadily when you met his eyes.

You couldn't maintain eye contact for long and quickly looked down at the floor. "Did Belphie tell you what we were talking about?"

"No," Beel said. "He told me to come ask you myself."

You reminded yourself to thank Belphie for that later. You shuffled your feet a little, still unable to look back up at him.

"You don't have to tell me anything, MC," Beel said. "I can wait until you're ready."

You did look at him then, surprised by this statement. Any of his brothers likely would have wanted to know why you were acting so weird, but Beel was content to let you do what you needed to do. You smiled at him, feeling the embarrassment subside to be replaced with the contentment you got every time you were with him.

Beel could see the change in you and he smiled, too.

"Come in, Beel," you said, reaching out to grab his hand and pull him into your room before closing the door behind him.

Once he was inside, you didn't let go of his hand. You found you just didn't want to. It was big and warm and he tightened his grip on yours when you looked at him again.

It was only a few minutes of this until you realized that what you really wanted was to feel his arms around you. So you dropped his hand and stepped closer to him, pulling him into a hug and leaning your head on his chest.

Beel didn't even hesitate to hug you back. He held you close, pressing his face into your neck. He didn't demand anything from you, didn't ask you what you were thinking, or what he meant to you, only held you close. You could hear his heart beating steadily, though perhaps a little bit more rapidly than was normal.

You sighed, letting yourself melt into his embrace. "Thank you."

Beel pulled back from you so he could see your face. "For what?"

You put your hands on his cheeks. "For being you."

You pulled his face toward yours so you could kiss him. Beel immediately tightened his hold on you, bringing you in closer to his body. He kept one arm around your back, putting his other hand on the back of your head, nestling his fingers into your hair.

After a minute, you pulled away, tugging him by his jacket to sit with you on your bed. Both of you sat up with your backs to the wall and you leaned your head on his shoulder, holding his hand tightly. You sighed, partly from the peaceful feeling that was washing over you and partly from the way you were so desperate to tell him how you felt and yet so scared at the same time.

Beel's hand tightened on yours. "Hey, MC."

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

And there it was. As always, Beel found it so easy to say the words that always got stuck in your throat. He let himself be vulnerable, caring more about telling you this truth than the risk of exposing himself to hurt. He said it like he said everything - simply and with conviction. He didn't wrap it in flowery phrases or add any kind of embellishment. Just a simple statement that could not be misunderstood.

Your chest tightened in a good way as you took in this feeling. "I love you, too, Beel."

It was that easy. All of your concern, all of your embarrassment, all of your sleepless nights, they seemed so pointless to you now. Any distress you had just fell away as Beel pulled you back into his arms. You nestled into him, feeling the security of his presence, of his love, and knowing that you were safe there by his side.

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[foxyarchive]

do u do headcanons for ships? its okay if u don’t, but i would love domestic pocket/shiv headcanons if u do!!

Pocketknife[Shiv/Pocket] Headcanons - Domestic

I absolutely do ship asks!! You can also find what kind of requests I accept here on my AO3! Hope you enjoy this, I definitely got a little carried away haha.

Despite growing up with a silver spoon in their mouth half their life, Pocket actually is a decent cook. Nothing mind blowing, but they usually do most of the cooking. Shiv likes to be nosey in the kitchen while they cook, which Pocket acts like it annoys them to no end… But really they enjoy having his company around. They'll cook together sometimes as well. Whenever it's Shiv's night to figure out food if his partner isn't feeling up to it, most of the time they're going to go out or order in. This guy can make like two dishes beyond the basic array and to be honest he doesn't really want to learn anymore lmao

Pocket's odd jobs they take lead them all over the city, but if there's ever a chance that them and Shiv can walk most of the way to work together? Shiv is all over that shit. It's rare that their schedules line up enough for it to happen, but when it does, you can bet your ass Shiv's insisting they walk together. “Now, you can either loop your arm through mine, we can go hand in hand, or I can just sling my arm around ‘ya. What's it gonna be?” Once again, Pocket acts like they're embarrassed by the insistence, but… Really they love it.

Shiv prefers date nights out, while Pocket prefers them in. When they go out, it's usually bowling, a movie, or a jazz bar they can relax and have a few drinks at. Shiv likes to explore different places, but he definitely is always coming back with his date to a few of his favorite spots. When they stay in, Pocket will always bring out a new, lavish recipe that they cook together. They'll wine and dine each other inside before settling down with an activity Pocket's come up with. It could be something from a board game, to a craft, watching something on the television/listening to the radio, and what have you.

They're both pretty good about waking up early. There isn't a situation between them where one always oversleeps and needs to be woken up by the other. Deep down, Pocket wishes that Shiv would oversleep sometimes just a little because they'd love to wake him up with breakfast or a cup of coffee. Sometimes, though, Pocket lounges after they wake up, and often tries to convince Shiv to stay in bed a little longer with them. It works a little under half the time, and although most of the time it turns into cuddling and chatting about nonsense, some of the time it ends up with them needing a shower afterwards.

Although the bathroom is cramped, they try to share the space, and that's only because Shiv takes forever to get ready. He's got a whole fucking step by step process he has to do for his morning routines and he will not leave the house unless he does it. Pocket finds it charming, but also very annoying. Thankfully, Shiv understands that maybe the time spent getting his hair to look just perfect among all of his other grooming habits is a bit abnormal, so he'll adjust however he can to make it easy for Pocket to get in and do what they need to do.

Pocket loves rainy days. It means they get to stay in and cuddle if there's no pressing work to be done because Shiv would actually rather die than let his hair get all fucked up outside for everyone to see. It took him months just to let his pride ease enough to let Pocket see him with his perfect ‘do undone.

Shiv thinks that the frogs Pocket keeps are cute, but he doesn't wanna interact with them beyond that. He's not a huge animal person, but he understands it's Pocket's thing. Truth be told, they could probably come home with a couple of stray animals and Shiv would probably bite his tongue and let it happen even if he doesn't really want them. It would probably end up with the stereotypical situation, though, of the dad who begrudgingly lets the animal stick around and then ends up becoming best friends with it LMAO

Speaking of frog pets!-- Shiv will get little things to put in the terrarium he sees out and about while working. “Got this cool vamp’ skull, think it'd look good in the tank?” Pocket has also insisted that Shiv name one of the frogs, and although they're not particularly in love with the name Legs McJumper, they wouldn't dare to rename her.

They both take care of each other's wounds when they come home banged up. It's a lot more common for Shiv to be roughed up rather than Pocket, as the latter tries to avoid getting into a scuffle when they can. Shiv will try to get his wounds tended to at headquarters if they're particularly nasty because they have some good tech for it, but if he has a couple cuts or bruises he'll just make his way home instead. Acts like he doesn't enjoy being doted on and treated by Pocket but he does, of course. Pocket, on the other hand, actually truly doesn't enjoy being tended to. They tend to keep the minor injuries to themselves if they can, but Shiv has both a keen eye and nose and can sniff out blood or injury pretty easily. He doesn't like seeing Pocket hurt, but he does enjoy hearing about how they kicked ass(hopefully HAH).

Requests are still open if there's something you want to see!

[ptn-imagines]

Any thoughts on what a romantic relationship with Countess Chelsea would be like? 🥺 Thank you very much for your hard work, you're doing great 💛

Thank you for your kind words! As a matter of fact, I've thought about this often... You didn't specify, so I just wrote for Chief!Reader!

Romantic relationship between Countess Chelsea and Chief

It’s a relationship that surprises even the Chief themself, though they’re firm on one thing with Chelsea: they’re her partner, not her sugar baby. Please stop asking.

Chelsea does, in fact, stop asking, but not for the reasons you might think. Rather, she has everything she wants already; it’s normal to spoil your partner, isn't it? Why risk upsetting her beloved Chief over it?

This naturally means that Chief has to set boundaries very quickly, firmly stating that if Chelsea can't respect them, their relationship won't continue.

Chelsea pouts about it, but ultimately, her love for Chief wins out and she backs off.

Well, somewhat. She'll still buy the Chief a multitude of fancy and expensive gifts and shower them in gems, at first. Over time, as her relationship with the Chief develops, she'll swap from attaining gifts for Chief with her money to attaining opportunities for Chief with her influence. She's not afraid of using her power to lean on some influential people, and Chief will find themself having more free time than ever before.

Of course, when many of these outing opportunities inevitably turn into Mania incidents, Chelsea is fiercely loyal and protective. Sitri is always at Chief's side. If there are humans, not just Corruptors and Mania entities, involved in the crisis, if anyone tries to hurt the Chief… Chelsea will take care of them.

Chelsea doesn't take pleasure in making people disappear, but they're giving more worth to society as pretty gemstone statues anyway…

This behavior is the source of many disagreements between Chelsea and Chief, and is probably the biggest threat to their relationship. Chief absolutely hates this method of protecting them, but Chelsea is stubborn. Then again, so is Chief – plus they know that to some degree, it's an instinctive reaction triggered by Chelsea's Mania. They want to help Chelsea improve, but they know that it's not going to happen overnight.

In the occasional moments where Chief retires early, they like to visit Chelsea in her cell. The Countess is always incredibly excited and insists on Chief staying the night. When Chief answers that it's not allowed, she pouts and asks to at least cuddle Chief for a bit and help them get ready for bed. This, at least, is something Chief agrees to; it's something that thrills Chelsea too, since Chief doesn't usually let her be super physically affectionate during the day. She'll take these chances to plant soooo many kisses over her beloved Chief.

Mostly, affection during the day is limited to moments where Chelsea feels compelled to “mark her territory.” She's a jealous type, but can mostly restrain her reaction to other Sinners’ flirting to huffs and puffs and pouts… Except for a few Sinners that tend to cross a line for her.

Take Eirene, for example. The Countess despises Quinn's president in particular. Chelsea isn't blind to how Eirene treats her darling Chief as a pawn or property, and she's not afraid to get hissy when confronting the S-Rank, telling her to keep her paws off her Chief! Eirene never listens, though, which leads to common and heated altercations between the two. Chief has to keep them both separated for their own safety, though they're secretly touched at how far Chelsea is willing to go to defend them.

Whenever Chief sends her on a dispatch mission, Chelsea begs for the Chief to come with her. Usually, Chief has to decline, much to the Countess's disappointment, but on the rare occasion the Chief is actually able to accompany her, Chelsea never shows anything less than perfect performance.

Chelsea is also way too comfortable with barging into the Chief's office unannounced. She's hardly the only one, but she's definitely one of the most noticeable – constantly trying to sweep Chief away from their work to spend time with her. It's both distracting and endearing.

Oh, and Chelsea has planned the wedding out down to the last detail, of course. Chief nearly had a heart attack when she announced her plans, and reminded her that they weren't even engaged.

Chelsea tried to propose then and there, and has done so several times after as well, in exceedingly romantic gestures. Chief has said no each time, much to the Countess's profound disappointment, but… Honestly, if not for their job? They would've said yes already.

Sometimes, Chief wonders if they're doing Chelsea a disservice by being with her when their job demands so much of their time… But Chelsea always shushes them, saying that as long as she can have them, nothing else matters…

…Though if Chief wanted to quit, she wouldn't object to providing for them. This usually gets a fond eye roll and a gentle slap on the wrist from Chief.

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: all characters are over the age of 18! :)

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ      

ENTP

Ravenclaw

Chaotic Good

Gemini Sun, Aries Moon, Aquarius Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・You’re light in not only Stiles’ life, but the whole group. 

・They come to you when life feels too much. 

・You’re there with the kettle on, ready to hear their problems and read their tea leaves

・There’s always an animal worming their way around your legs, either a cat or one of your dogs

・You adopt as many animals as you can, usually from Alan Deaton, the vet. 

・Scott likes you because you bring a sense of calm to Stiles’ chaos

・And Stiles didn’t realise he had a crush on you until Scott pointed it out.

・You constantly have to bring Stiles back down to earth. His mind is constantly racing and thinking about the next problem

・Stiles couldn’t help but fall in love with you. You were always so kind to him. When everyone else thought he was ‘too much’, you couldn’t get enough

・ It was your smile that did it for Stiles. That sweet, sometimes mischievous smile. 

・You originally thought Stiles was one of those sceptics that brushed the existence of magic as mere fiction

・But Stiles was the first one to believe in your witchcraft:

     “We have werewolves, Banshees and god knows what else. A witch seems the most realistic.”

・When the group doesn’t have any leads, they come to you for help. It’s not easy being a witch. It uses a lot of energy. You can do locating spells, but it drains you a lot

・Stiles hates coming to you for help because he knows how much it physically costs you 

・Some teenagers like to graffiti your home - but they can only do it once. You’ve cast a spell so whoever tries to do it again loses their ability to talk normally

・It also means you know who’s been doing it

・Because parents panic and news always travels around town, the graffiti is next to non-existent now (also because Stiles makes sure to clean it off before you notice)

・He can be very, very stubborn. And often thinks he knows what is best. 

・But he’s also ... very honest. So you know when he’s lying (he’s so bad at it):

     “Stiles...tell me the truth.”

“The truth is ... that ... I ... am...- okay god stop looking at me like that.”

・Likes cuddling A LOT. But is fussy, and if he can’t get perfectly comfortable, then he wants to be the little spoon.

・Is a really heavy sleeper, and whenever he stays over at your place he’s the last to wake up

・LOVES when you make his favourite food. Literally falls in love, not even being dramatic. His mind is like ‘this is the one. I’m keeping them.’

・Loyal to. a. fault. Will die for you, will do everything in his power to keep you safe and out of danger. That’s another reason why he doesn’t like getting you involved in the supernatural stuff. 

・You know exactly what he’s thinking, because you can see it clearly on his face. 

・ “Stiles, do you tell my secrets to Scott?” 

“Ugh, not the really secretive ones?”

・Sheriff Stilinksi loves you, he thinks you’re great for Stiles. You make his chaos less ... chaotic. He was a bit apprehensive about your witchcraft at first, but then he had the same outlook as Stiles. “At least you’re not a ...hellhound or something.”

・Stiles NEVER fails to make you laugh 

・You find the most random things in his car. Ducktape, a metal baseball bat, keys to many, many buildings, rope. You asked him if he had a first aid kit, since he had everything else, and his eyes glazed over. 

   “I KNEW I was forgetting something. God!” 

・You make protection amulets for him, and give him crystals. He doesn’t understand but takes them wholeheartedly anyway

・His favourite crystals are labradorite (”because I like when it shines, duh”), malachite and blue tiger’s eye 

・Vending machines are his mortal enemy and if he sees one he forbids you from using it (you use it anyway)

・Having weekly meals at his father’s place 

・You were really really good friends with Allison, and her death was heavy for you. 

・Adores going to metaphysical stores with you. He picked out a deck of tarot cards (wants to pay but you never let him. So he tries to gift you as many things as you’ll need, so he can buy them)

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑷𝒆𝒕 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖: You’d think he would be very open with nicknames for you. But he’s very embarrassed by it. Not embarrassed of you, but of showing you verbal affection. After being in a stable relationship for a while, he would start calling you names like ‘sweetheart,’ or ‘honey’, especially when you weren’t listening to his warnings

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆: Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation. He’s always on the go and can feel like you aren’t a part of his world. But you always make sure to leave little trinkets in his pockets or in his car. 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Romantic Flight by John Powell

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

Chaotic Dumbass (Stiles) x Oh God That’s My Chaotic Dumbass (You)

Gifts Rocks As Gifts x Takes The Rocks Without Question

Talks A Lot (Stiles) x Likes To Listen (You)

 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆:

It’s Always Been You