#and it's like my favorite shirt it's big and comfy and really cute and it has all the cryptonloids on it it's perfect!

[illdothehotvoice]

Done complaining sorry I've had a shitty past couple days lmfao

[bear-remn]

I am ON MY KNEES, frothing at the mouth for Ayato's post! Keep up the great work!! Loved reading through em all! ♡

— ayato headcanons!

hiii, ty for waiting, ayato is one of my favorites boys in DL so i hope the love is serving, hoping you guys enjoy this post as much as i did writing it!!

tw: this post contains nsfw (+18)!!! if you don't like that content don't read it!

i had such a great time drawing this beautiful man, i really love him so i hope you guys love him as much as i do.

his looks and selfcare

so, ayato appearence... i love this man... cof cof one of my favorites cof cof... so i have a lot of thoughts on him.

to begin with i think ayato is a very, and i mean it, a very attractive man with a masculine presence and aura that makes me weak. for starting ayato is really cute and hot at the same time, and i am only talking about his face.

i think ayato face has a sharp jaw, and his smile is really a plus to his faction's, cute and both handsome at the same time, his eyes are'nt too slanted but has a very cat eye looking, has some long lashes and his gaze is very energetic, powerful, penetrating, dominant and cocky. so he has a killer eyes basically.

i like to think ayato has only one dimple, on his left cheek, it only appears when he smiles or laughs. and ayato has such a cute laugh.

but ayato face even if he has a very strong jaw, he still have a delicate and armonic face, he is a real beauty.

and bc ayato is a vampire he does'nt sweat, any, so does'nt really smell bad, but he does enjoy taking his showers, he prefers showers than baths, and it has to be a hot boiling water, he likes to relax while he cleans himself, ayato uses a scrub sponge to achieve an even greater sense of cleanliness, use a exfoliating soap and his shampoo is made of honey. he likes that smell a lot.

ayato also has a very atlethic body, he likes sports a lot! he began with the basic ones, such as basketball and soccer, but then became interested in swimming, ayato enjoys having this one in the comfort of his home.

i think ayato body is very... good, like bc he is good at sports, has some good muscles, his arms are cozy and his chest too, i love to think of ayato with big pectorals, and his abs??? omg... ayato also has a good and pominent v line, and as shu, ayato also has a (not so bushy) happy trail, i like to think that ayato is not againts his own body hair, he trims it sometimes but ayato just let his body be.

i think ayato knows how attractive he is, so he uses that to pick his clothes, like he is totally into compression shirts, dear lord. also he has a comfy but tight style, like to show his pectorals, abs and strong arms always so he puts tight fits, also likes jackets, i mean, those jackests racers use, or universal ones, or just showy and flashy jackets. very expensive too, dont like dupe's.

and i think that ayato used tio bite his nails, but since the death of his mother he stopped this, now, ayato paints them in black, not always tho, just when he is too bored and look for too long at his nails.

i think ayato also can grow a beard but he feels strange, so he shave it off, and after it he puts sunscreen only where he shaves. one time he did'nt and some acne pop out so he got scared since.

random stuff

so, ayato is really my favorite with these ones.

i think ayato is one of the most clingy and romantic one, probably bc he can't keep his hands, eyes and mouth off you but thats for later.

ayato enjoys, like really, loves romantic movies, he has seen every each one of them, really likes when the couple dont get together at the end, he thinks that is real love but he would never let his lover go.

i think ayato has win like medals of his favorites sports, except for soccer, he is'nt the runner type. and has a little shelf of trophies.

and even if ayato sleep in classes, i think he knows everyting bc how many years has he been in there? like a vampire for ever? he definetly don't need school, and in his childhood he probably studied obligated and unhappy (ofc), so when ayato learning things "obligated" in school he hates to put attention to it. i also think ayato has cheated in some exams or tests, like, he sits at the back and then copy his classmates, gets pissed if someone dont give him the answer.

and speaking about school, ayato is really popular, more than you think, i like to think that ayato is know as the treasure of his grade, i mean, he is maybe the best at gym class and don't get bad grades, he is attractive and stuff. like, you cant walk past ayato and dont look back bc he man is gorgeous.

i also think that ayato deep down, do enjoys spending time with laito and kanato, like, playing for dumb things and joking while eating, i think he do loves them, but he don't give them any kind of affection or let them have his things. oh, and ayato is very posessive, one time kanato used his soap and ayato got really mad that almost hit kanato for it. ayato dont share either food or his stuff, nothing.

i think ayato likes to go to these typical japanese festivals (idontknowthenamessorry) only for the food, and for his pretty privileges never pays, he always makes the people selling stuff give him free things.

i think ayato used to be a really insecure and anxious kid, he bited his nails and his fingers, often ended on sucking his own blood for it. and when he entered his teen ages, i think ayato pulled his hair, you know, like those people that can't help but pull it and dont notice, he had a bald spot once but no one notice.

i think ayato is the guy that when gets mad, randomly yell "bitch!" with no fucking reason, like if he is'nt finding one of his socks and gets upset, he would just yell at the air, or when someone is being terrible annoying he just yell "shut up you bitch!" its his favorite curse word. and also, when he is hearing gossip he would just comment "bitch?" like a reaction. its part of him.

oh, and a little detail, i think ayato is a little scared of religions, but not like physically, more like, he does'nt get it so always get chills from seeing religious things or hearing something related. all bc of horror religious movies, he just thinks those kind of people can be a little crazy.

nsfw

oh, i have been waiting for this, and i know you guys too so.

ayatos dick? oh dear lord.

i think ayato has a solid and proud 18 cm when is hard, like, his dick is thick and his balls also are really heavy, the tip is a little more pink and his pubic hair is there but really short and well kept. and it does'nt look up, its a little down for how heavy his dick is, and ayato always has some of liquid coming out. so his tip is glowy.

i think ayato is so dominant, he is not a bottom, but he do likes when you fignt back to be the dominant one, or talk back to him, or defy him. he really finds it hot. too submissive partner for him can be a little boring.

i think ayato loves to get reaction out of you, like he will literally try to make you nervous in all chances he gets, and his way of doing it, he is really such an ass. like if you two are studying together and he does'nt get something, he totally does but, will ask you to explain, and will play dumb until he randomly just say "i might understand if you sit on my lap... or take off you skirt, maybe like that my mind can focus on you haha" or when ayato take you blood and he is not desesperate and just having a little he will say "enjoying i see, wanting some more? i see what kind of face you are doing, dont be shy now" and his smile with his beautiful dimple? he is really a killer.

i think ayato, ofc when ayato is in love with you or just want you for himself, he is such a little kid, always holding your hand while walking or while he drives and you are by his side he is the kind of guy to hold onto you leg and squeeze it. or when he wakes up he always kiss you sleepy, or when you two say goodbye he will hug you tight and kiss you tenderly. and his kisses really are everything.

i like to think that ayato is a really good kisser, like, he knows how to go from a cute and tender kiss to a hungry and wet one, he just knows, and loves kisses too. like if you two are in a little argument and you face got a little blushed by amger he will just kiss you to shut you up and also bc he loves when you get blushed, he thinks you look so good with red cheeks "muah...what!? don't hit me! i could'nt resist you!"

oh, and if you two are together he totally is the kind of man that when passing behind you will slap you butt, not hard, he just hit it. or when you get up he also slap it, or when you bend over, or when you look pretty, he just like to touch you butt. i imagine ayato having like a normal and totally out of the clue question "hey love, do you know where my charger is?" and when you respond he kisses you "i'll go check" and slap your ass before leaving.

but oh, he doesnt only like your butt, he is obssesed with you body, i think ayato is the type of man that when you two are watching movies is touching you, like you leg, he touch it not sexually ofc, or you feet, or you hair, or any part that is comfortable for him to touch. oh and it is canon that ayato likes when you touch his hair so he also ask for that a lot when you two are just hanging out.

i think ayato can get worked up real fast, like he is so obssesed with you and so in love, in his own way, that a little peck on the lips will do to him. and after that he will try and make you get in the mood. i think ayato is not pushy about it, i mean, he tell you but he likes to work the mood first. i think ayato will start kissing you, ofc, while his hands hold your waist making you come closer, and if you two are standing up he will walk you to some surface, like a bed, a couch, a table even, he does'nt care. but not the floor tho.

and before dropping you in the bed he will squeeze your ass and slap it to then get you on bed. and he can't stand you body being so hot, bc they as vampires, dont get any kind of body heat. so he will take his shirt off before join you in bed "like what you see? be grateful for how good i treat you, ok? hehe" and his dimple really makes you weak.

me too girl, me too.

i think ayato enjoys rubbing his body against yours, like he pushes his erection against your leg as he kisses you, of course bothering your lip with his fangs, while his hands sneak under your t-shirt to pull out your bra, and his cold hands really know what they're doing, touching your skin possessively. and his breaths? when he is horny he can be vocal, but he is just so masculine.

you know when someone has such a masculine presence? and they show it with every action? but they are so pretty and handsome? thats ayato right there.

and ayato definetly will mess up with you, like he will tease your nipples through your clothes, while looking at the expressions you make "if you keep looking at me like that... i wont be able to hold myself from devour you completly" and his dick just trobs in his pants.

and he really holds back from tearing your clothes apart, like, i think ayato might take yout clothes off and just contemplate you, he loves your body. and he is going straight into your pussy.

I imagine him kneeling on the bed, he takes your legs and raises your hips to have you at the height of his mouth, he loves to eat your pussy, depending on the mood of course, it will be fast or slow, and if he is slow, he concentrates more than anything on your clit, sucking carefully and caressing it with a flat tongue "damn honey... youre so fucking wet, so good ohmm..." and he moans while eating it. he can get so pussy drunk sometimes.

and yes, he does call you honey sometimes.

and when you suck ayato's dick, he likes to be seated in the bed and you on all fours, so he can see your ass, loves to see your back as well, good arched and if you have dimples on your lower back he goes crazy, and if you suck for too long his tip his legs might shiver so ayato will take his dick off your mouth by grabbing you by your hair "fuck... don't do that honey, keep sucking me good, ok? be good for me... yes ah... only for me..."

i think for the poses that ayato likes, he probably likes a lot of them, like i think his favorites can be with your legs on his shoulders, or from behind.... but do love to have you legs on his shoulders. i imagine ayato putting it in slowly while watching you face, and his eyes are so fucking hot, he is the kind of man that will tell you with his eyes how much he desires you.

and about his pace, i do think ayato likes to start slow and deep and eventually become more rough or fast. so when he is slow he makes sure to bump a little so your tits bounce a little, and he loves to see your tits bounce, definetly will bite your ankles but not drink too much so you can keep up.

and when ayato begins to be more rough, he will slap your ass hard as he thrust you so deep, you can feel how he can touch every part of you. eventually the pose will become a mating press. his dick is just so hard and hot for you and his balls so heavy as they hit your ass.

"fuck.... ooh yes... you like that huh? you take my dick so... fucking good..."

and as ayato's balls slap your ass, he also will slap you on the cheek, not too hard tho, so then he can grab your neck and see you straight into your eyes as he keep fucking you. the room is full of wet noises and your moans, and his heavy breaths.

and ayato if feeling more horny than usual, lol, he will chain you to the bed, or put a collar with a chain to make you move. like i think ayato will be deep in you and you're too lost in it so he pulls the chain from the collar on your neck and smiles when you moan "don't take your eyes off me honey... watch me fuck you" and his abs look absolutely delicious when he thrust into you.

and if you are about to come, ayato will take it out and watch how you squirm and cry out for not cumming, frustrated bc you cant do nothing more than complain, with your hand chains keeping you in place "what? i wanted some fresh aire haha... youre melting me with that pussy of yours" and then put his heavy dick bewteen your folds, slaping a little just to hear how wet you are "hear that? your body is so honest with me... you're hole body is mine" and his cocky smile makes his dimple come out, ofc your pussy reacted to that fucking beautiful smile, so he laughs, he can be a little mean.

i think ayato do know how to make you squirt sometimes, like edging you a little, then fucking you dumb until your legs tremble in his sides, and while you cum ayato will take his dick out and slap it in your folds, and then pushing it in just where you like it over and over, and he loves to make you squirt on his dick, he thinks is so hot.

"oh fuck!... yeah... make that pussy cry... fuck yeah" and then slap your face to kiss you hungry as he keep fucking you.

oh and when ayato cums? he gets sloppy.

i think ayato can't control fully his body when he is about to cum, but one thing he always does, is taking it out and crawl on top of you while masturbating himself so he can cum in your face, and having ayato on top of you, with his dick tip on your lips, his face all messed up, his chest going up and down as he feels it coming, dear lord "open wide... be good for me honey... im close... oh fuck!" and he cums a lot, likes to see you swallow it "you did good, be grateful for making you feel good, yes?"

the aftercare is really cute with ayato, i think ayato will be exhausted after cuming maybe three times? or maybe two, so he will ask you to cuddle him, and he is the small spoon. likes to feel you touching his hair. makes him feel safe. after having a break, he will definetly get in the mood again, or if he bites you, ayato can get sleepy while doing it, but he keeps the need to fuck you more, maybe more calm and not so... him "cmon... wanna be inside you some more... be grateful, i'll make you cum just like before, what about doing it on my mouth huh? it sounds good is innit? haha"

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[sun-flower-children]

BakuSquad with S/O’s Taller Than Them

This was written literally years ago but im trying to clear out my drafts

A/N: im a long boi and most imagines etc. are all shorter than them so i thought ‘ fine, i’ll do it myself’ :)

Sero Hanta

- he has no problem with you being taller than him. He’s actually really into it.

- cuddle wise he still wants to hold you, no matter the position.

- He will pull you down to his level by putting a hand on the back of your neck and gentle pull you down.

- Since he is the tallest out of all his friends, before he met you, he starts to understand the comfort of hugging and being surrounded by you.

-  He will tease you about it

- HE does like looking up at you

- Adores the way you make him feel safe, protected and loved.

- Will finally understand the stealing your s/o’s sweaters/hoodies because he has someone to steal from.

- I think that Sero would be s lil bitch about it when you wrap your arm around his shoulders and lean on him but in reality he likes it

Kaminari Denki

- Denks will spend the first few weeks of the relationship in shock and awe that he managed to pull you

- Once it settles in he will become progressively more touchy

- your sweaters / hoodies? they are now his lounge wear

- he like holding you bc it is like hugging a giant teddy bear and he has no problem telling you so

- another fun art of him getting comfortable is that he stops filtering all his thoughts that have to do with you

- they will come right out

- he tells you how much he loves that you tower over him and the size difference just does things to him

- sitting in your lap with your hands around his waist or resting in his lap make him so happy

- will jump up on your back and just hang on to you

Bakugo Katsuki

-Bakugo when he met you was upset that he had regrettably befriended another extra that is taller than him

- he was positive that he was going to keep growing

- by the time y'all are dating he night have grown but certainly not enough to surpass you in any way

- He hates that you literally look down on him, at first, and would find ways to bring him down to his level

- pulling your ear, tugging on your hair, pulling your sleeve/shirt, hitting your legs to make you bend over

- after sometime he realizes that this isn’t optimal behavior and will ask you to sit down.

- though after some more time passes he will realize that you never have and never will look down on him

- not when your eyes soften specially just for him and your gaze meets his ; shit just makes him melt

- he finds comfort in being able to be absolutely swallowed by you when cuddling.

- normally when y'all are chilling its side by side or he is the big spoon but when he has nightmares or is really anxious the only place he wants to be in in your bed, wearing comfy clothes and buried in your chest.

Kirishima Eijiro

- Kirishima thinks you are manly always

- regardless if you are masc presenting or not

- babes really needs to learn a new descriptor word

- Kiri loves your hieght from the get go

- cuddling and hugging you is his favorite. 

- when you leave of greet him you quickly kiss him on his forehead

- he melts and loves it sm

- likes to lean on you with his full body randomly

- think of it like soft n cute trust falls

- he likes that your extra blankets are extra long for him so he has more material to fuss around in when his playing his mobile games on your bed

- pat his head (gently and endearingly obvi)

[msmk11]

A Way to Relax

Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

WC: 1k

CW: Literally just fluff and a few sexual references

Summary: When Natasha returns from a mission, you want to help her relax (get your head out of the gutter, it's not in that way)

Part 3 of mk’s mad dash

Your wife’s job is unpredictable- completely random operation hours, coming home late and waking up before the sun, and a constant smattering of mysterious bumps, bruises, and cuts scattered across her skin. Though its unpredictably is certainly not one of its perks, you both know how important Natasha’s job is, so you make the necessary sacrifices. You two also put in the extra effort to maintain the spark in your relationship despite her work.

While Nat can be gone for days at a time, other times she’s home for many weeks uninterrupted. Your wife absolutely takes advantage of this time to completely and utterly spoil you with gifts, nights out on the town, and lots of cuddling, kisses, and sex. In Natasha’s absence, you demonstrate your love in little ways like carrying the weight of the household chores or sending cute good morning and goodnight texts. But your favorite way to spoil Nat is with extra special treatment anytime she returns from missions. Undoubtedly, she is always tired and beat up when she returns home, a little worse for the wear than when you’d have last seen her. 

Tonight is one of those nights, Natasha finally coming home after being gone on a mission for two weeks. She’ll be home late enough that there’s no point in making her dinner, but not too late for the little treat you have planned for her. You’ve found a home on your big, gray couch in the living room, already dressed in one of Nat’s t-shirts and your pj shorts for bed. One of your favorite movies is playing in the background while you anxiously await your wife’s arrival. You’ve missed her desperately, and you can’t wait to hug her, hold her, and kiss her. 

The jingle of keys in your door goes unnoticed with the tv drowning it out, but you certainly don’t miss the squeak of the door and the heavy footfalls of your wife. 

“Ditya, I’m home,” your wife’s raspy voice calls out. 

You nearly squeal as you launch yourself off the couch and run down the hall to your front door. When Natasha sees you she drops her bag and spreads her arms. You jump into her embrace, wrapping your arms around her neck and your legs around her waist. She barely stumbles despite your momentum and grips your thighs tightly. 

“I’ve missed you so much baby,” you mumble into her neck. Then, you place a tender kiss there. 

She eases your face out of her neck, looking at you with so much tenderness, “there’s my milaya devushka.”

You blush rather prettily and place a tender kiss on your wife’s soft, sweet lips. You’re so happy to have her lips slotted against your own again and her flowery perfume invading your senses.

You hum contentedly and reach up to cup Natasha’s cheek, “Missed my beautiful wife,” you mumble against her skin.

She shivers, “don’t think I’ll ever get used to you calling me your wife.”

You pull away and smirk at her, “You better, cause you're stuck with me.”

The redhead rolls her eyes playfully, “shame.”

You finally hop down from her grasp and she whines a little at the loss of your touch, “While I’d love to hear about your mission, I need you to get comfy- shower, put on your pjs, whatever. I have a surprise for you.”

She cocks her eyebrow at you and smirks, “Oh really? Why didn’t you say something sooner, Ditya?”

You shrug your shoulders sheepishly, “too excited I guess.”

Natasha crinkles her nose at you, “you’re too cute.”

You huff, feigning annoyance, and put your hands on your hips, “Now off you go, I want to give you your surprise.”

She mockingly salutes you and then gives you a wink, trudging up the stairs with her luggage. 

*****

A little while later Natasha comes out of your shared bathroom clad in her black pj set, wet hair brushed back out of her face. You scramble up from your side of the bed where you were laying, scrolling on your phone. 

“Ready for your surprise, baby?”

She crawls onto the bed on her hands and knees, making her way to you. She places the softest kiss on the tip of your nose, “ready, Ditya.”

“Okay, lie down on your stomach facing the end of the bed!”

She gives you a slightly perplexed look but obliges. She rests her chin on her hands, and peeks back over her shoulder, “What’re you up to?”

“Just, turn your head back around,” you huff exasperatedly, “and spread your arms out too.”

Under your breath you mumble, “so nosy.”

“Heard that, love,” she says with a quiet laugh. 

You ignore Natasha and instead climb over her, straddling her waist with your knees on either side of her.

“Baby,” she rasps, “If this is what I knew you wanted to get up to, I would’ve showered a lot quicker.”

You slap the side of her ass gently, “Get your head out of the gutter, Tasha. That’s not what this is.”

“Can’t help it when there’s a pretty girl on top of me,” she teases.

If you weren’t so determined to give her this surprise, you probably would’ve succumbed to her charms right then and there. 

Your slightly cold hands slide under her satin tank top and push it up, revealing her bare back to you. Slowly, you place pressure on her lower back, kneading soft circles into her skin. Your wife lets out a quiet breathy moan, one nearly as pretty as the ones she lets out the other times you’re on top of her. 

You work your way up her back, taking longer on particular spots where you feel a tight knot rippling under your touch. The longer you massage her, the more Natasha begins to relax, nearly sinking into the soft mattress beneath her. 

“Feels so good, milaya devushka.”

“Good, baby, I’m glad,” you tell her softly, placing a kiss right in between her shoulder blades.

“Could fall asleep right now,” she mumbles.

“Go ahead, Nat. You deserve to relax.”

[dizscreams]

AHH ETHAN SEEING YOU WEARING HIS SHIRT ‼️😧😘😋🤍

OOOO ANON I LOVE THIS IDEA!!

“CAN I GET A KISS? AND CAN YOU MAKE IT LAST FOREVER?”

— Ethan Landry ★

PAIRING: Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

A/N: TRYING TO WRITE AS MUCH AS I CAN EVEN THOUGH IM ON VACATION LOL

TAGS: @ourloveisgod23 @xyzstar @wenvierismycomfort @beary-rambles @aesthetixhoe @gabbylovesreading @wekiamo @aqellano @mbankfav @teyamsgirll @c8rdigan @astermath @brakke-dino

You were on the couch watching tv while you waited for your boyfriend to come over. He said he had to finish studying and he’d be on his way. Which was over 30 minutes ago, but you’re sure there was a good excuse for it! He was a busy guy so you usually had to be patient and wait for him.

You were mindlessly scrolling on your phone as you laid on the couch. You missed him a lot, lately there hadn’t been a lot of time to just relax and enjoy each others company. You lived with Sam, Tara, and Quinn and Ethan lived with Chad. So between school work and roommates you could never really be alone.

Quinn always barged in which was weird in certain situations or Tara and Sam would be arguing and Chad was Chad and always wanted to third wheel to embarrass Ethan.

You were about to text Ethan again before you heard a knock at the door. You threw the blanket off of you and ran towards the door and unlocking it quickly. “Hi, sorry I’m late,” your boyfriend said standing there with a shy smile on his face holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. “Eth, you didn’t have to do that,” you smiled brightly at him as you gently took it from his hands.

“No, but I wanted to. I felt bad for holding you up.”

“Thank you,” you said softly before giving him a quick peck on the lips, “You can sit down on the couch, I’m just gonna put these up.” He nodded and you quickly walked away from him and towards the kitchen causing Ethan to get a good look at your shirt. The design looked really familiar to him.

You found a glass big enough for the flowers and delicately took them out of the packaging. You grabbed all of them at once since it wasn’t a large bouquet and put them in, “There!” You tried walking away but were stopped when you felt two big arms wrapping around your waist followed by Ethan’s chin on your shoulder. “You’re wearing my shirt, aren’t you?”

You smiled and turned around so that you were now facing him, his arms still around your waist. “Maybe I am, what’s it to you?” He chuckled, “Nothing, I’m just kinda surprised is all?” “Surprised?” You asked confused and Ethan’s cheeks turned red, “I don’t know, it just looks good on you,” he said quietly. You kissed his cheek, “You’re so cute,” you giggled as you began to kiss his other cheek, then his head, then his nose, and then finally his lips.

You sighed as you both relaxed into the kiss, as this had been something you both were craving all day. You slowly put your arms around his neck and gently tugged him closer to you. The kiss was slow and passionate but Ethan eventually pulled away from you, smiling.

“I really do like seeing you in my shirt,” he said softly. “Don’t flatter yourself too much, I couldn’t find anything comfy to wear.” He rolled his eyes and you kissed his lips again. It was longer than a peck but shorter than what you guys did before. “So what movie do you wanna watch?” he asked. “You can pick-” but you didn’t have time to finish your sentence before he picked you up and walked towards the couch.

“Ethan! Put me down, what are you doing?”

He sat you down and flopped down next to you. “I was thinking a horror movie,” he told you. You hummed, “Of course you were.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing!” You laughed.

“I think you’re just jealous you can’t handle horror movies.”

He looked away to focus back on picking a movie and you rolled your eyes playfully. You noticed he had the same dumb smile on his face as you probably did which only made you smile more as you got comfortable on the couch and held onto his arm. You put your head on his shoulder as you watched him scroll through movies.

He finally found one and out the remote onto the coffee table before leaning back and wrapping his arm around you. “It really does look good on you,” he said toying with the hem of the shirt. “I’m beginning to think you’re only saying that because it’s your shirt,” you said looking up at him. He smiled a bit, “Maybe. “Im not getting it back am I?”

“Not a chance”

You both giggled and you put your head back on his shoulder and muttered a quiet “I love you.” The movie had just started and you were already growing a little tired but you couldn’t help it, he gave you so much comfort.

“I love you too.”

[citruswriter]

Imagine Leo brushing his partners tail and just overall grooming them

Tender Moments/Realizing Your In Love

Listen in with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

A/N: Please this is so fucking cute. I adore this. Also I'm thinking about adding a polyam section for these between Reader and ALL the turtles? Should I do it? I feel like there's not a lot of Reader x Polyam!Turtles.

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Today had been a long day. Work had been a bitch and you were sore all over. "I really should go take a shower and change clothes..." You muttered to yourself as you went to go flag down a taxi. Your phone buzzed with a notification. You opened your phone to see that you had a message from your favorite turtle. "Hey (Y/N)! You wanna hang?" The message read. Chewing your lip, you texted back. "Idk. Today was super stressful. I kinda wanna take a shower and relax." You felt bad but today really wasn't the day. A text back buzzed your hand and you checked your messages once more. "Hey that's ok. We can just hang out in my room today. You can take a shower here if you want". You bit your lip and smiled, he was so sweet. "Ugh. Fine. You've won me over. See you in a bit". You texted back, smiling softly to yourself as you flagged down a taxi.

When you got to the lair, you waved hello at the others before beelining to your favorite turtle's room. "I was promised a shower?". You questioned.

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Leonardo x Reader 🧡

Warnings: Reader is a wolf neko, Reader has golden eyes, Reader is straight/wavy hair coded in this post.

"Towels already in the bathroom and I got you some soap." He said gently and you just gave him big ole puppy eyes of appreciation. "Thank you!" You squeaked and you went to go shower. You sighed as the hot water collided with your skin, washing away the stressful day that you had. Before you knew it, the water was running cold and you had to get out. You grabbed the spare set of clothes you always kept in your backpack, slipping on your underwear and sweatpants. You dug into your bag more before frowning. "Hey Leo?" You called out and he hummed in respond. "I think I forgot to pack a shirt, you got one I can borrow?" You asked and Leo got up off his bed, setting his book down to do some digging. "Yeah but be warned, it'll be big on you." He said before handing you a loose heathered blue shirt. You thanked him with a laugh and slipped it on. "There we go. All better." You said, stepping out and smiling up at the turtle. Leo smiled down at you, enjoying the view of you in his t-shirt. You couldn't help but blush and look away shyly.

"Want me to groom you?" He asked softly and you blink back up at him in surprise, not expecting the question. "Oh well... Sure I guess so." You said and you went to sit on Leo's bed. Leo grabbed a brush for your hair and a brush for your fur before sitting down on the bed behind you. Grabbing the hair brush he gently brushed your hair, working around any tangles you had with tender care. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the care your hair was receiving. Eventually he put the hair brush down before getting the fur brush. He started on your ears and you sat very still, unsure of what to make of the feeling. It felt... nice. "All done with your head," he murmured and you flicked your ears softly. "Can I brush your tail?" He asked and you nodded, giving consent. Leo gently grabbed your tail and began to brush it with the fur brush, getting all the loose fur out. You hummed in delight and tried to keep your tail still but the feeling was so wonderful you wanted to wag it. "Thank you, Leo. I really needed this today." You muttered and you felt Leo rub your shoulders softly before pulling you closer to him to cuddle.

You got all comfy before looking up at him. "You're so sweet to me, Leo." You said before nuzzling into him. Leo wrapped an arm around you and you couldn't help but wag your tail softly, relaxing into his embrace and breathing his scent in. "Can you read out loud to me?" You asked gently, you just wanted to hear his voice... Leo looked down at you with tender care and you swore you felt butterflies erupt in your tummy, heat crawling up your cheeks. What was this feeling? You wanted him to hold you, to care for you, to always be this tender with you. As he read out loud to you, you read along in your mind with him, hand splaying out onto his plastron at some point. "You hungry, blossom?" Leo's voice came and you looked up at him, coming to terms with what you were feeling. "Yeah I could go for some food. Thank you, dear." You said softly.

Love. That's what you were feeling. Soft, tender love.

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Raphael x Reader 🧡

Warnings: Reader is a cat neko, Reader is curly hair coded.

Raph looked up at you and nodded his head towards the bathroom, more focused on his knitting. You made your way and turned on the water, waiting until it was the right temperature before stepping in. As the water washed over you you noticed shampoo and conditioner. Obviously he didn't need it, he must have gotten it for you. You smiled and you felt your heart flutter at his kind gesture. Taking your time to shower, you thought about the man. He had grown on you quite a lot over these past few months and you were starting to think that maybe you were starting to feel a sort of new feeling for him... Stepping out, you dug around for a towel before finally finding one. Drying off you dug through you bag. Oh shit. "Hey Raphie? I forgot a shirt, you got one I can borrow?" You asked, annoyed with yourself. "I'm sure I've got one somewhere," he called back as you heard him get off his bed and shuffle around. "Found one". He said as he stuck his hand into the bathroom. "Thank you, my dear." You said, grabbing the shirt and putting it on with your boy shorts before stepping out. "My dear is new". He said casually, sitting back down on his bed as he looked over at you with a smirk, eyeing you as he enjoyed the way you looked in his shirt.

I wouldn't mind you being mine. You thought before making your way to the bed with a roll of your eyes. "Can I do your hair?" He asked suddenly and you blinked at him, looking at the hair products he had on his dresser that you hadn't noticed earlier. "Sure Raphie". You cooed softly, sitting so your back was to him. Raph grabbed the hair cream first, spreading some onto his palms before scrunching it into your hair. I hope I'm doing this shit right. He thought before carrying on with the rest of the routine. When he was done he grabbed a bonnet and he tilted your head back so he could get all your hair in it "Hi". You said gently, making eye contact with him as he wrapped the bonnet around your hair and tying the straps around your hair. "Hey..." He said back softly, gently grasping your cheek. You should kiss me. You thought to yourself. A look of realization flashed across Raph's eyes and he pulled back. "I got this cat brush thing." He muttered, trying to ignore the heat creeping up his cheeks. "Wanna brush my tail then?" You asked, lifting it into the air for him to grab.

Raph grabbed the brush and gently held your tail, brushing the fur. You hummed in relaxation, allowing a purr to erupt from your throat. "This is nice. I needed this." You said aloud. Raph, tugged you closer to him to hold you. "I'd like to do your hair again sometime. If that's ok". He asked softly and you leaned up against his plastron, still purring as did your best to steal his body heat. "Sure. If you want. You did really well with my post shower hair routine." You replied and Raph grinned softly to himself as he grabbed his knitting. "How do you do that, by the way? Knitting?" You asked and Raph looked down at you. "Want me to teach you?" He asked. Before you knew it, you were all curled up in his lap as he was teaching you how to knit. What a lovely way to spend the afternoon.

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Donatello x Reader 🧡

Warnings: Reader is a moth mutant, Reader is straight/wavy hair coded, Reader wears a bra.

"Already got everything set up for you. Just gotta turn in the water." He said with his cute little smile. Your heart squeezed at seeing his precious smile. "You should smile more often, it's cute." You said before heading to the bathroom. Everything being set up was correct as you found a set of your favorite soaps on the bathroom counter. Your heart swelled with adoring appreciation. You poked your head out of the bathroom to look at him. "Did you really get me my favorite soaps for here?" You asked and Donnie rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. "Y-Yeah. I hope that was ok." He said and you just ran out and hugged him. "You are literally so amazing. Thank you, Dee." You said with big thankful doe eyes. Donnie felt his heart melt as he hugged you back. "Of course, dove." He said, suppressing a happy chur. Giggling you went back into the bathroom to wash off.

The water washed away the days stress and worries and you felt so much better as you stepped out. Dressing you realized that you forgot a shirt. Thats ok, at least I brought a bra. You thought. Stepping out in your black sweat pants and purple bra, Donnie almost choked on his juice when he saw you. "Hey Dee can you help me? My wings are still wet. Usually I get April to dry them but it's just us so can you help?" You asked, gently wringing your hair out before using the water from your hair to groom your antenna. You sat in front of him, handing him a dry washcloth, before spreading your wings. Donnie took his time patting your wings dry, gently touching them at times to move them this way or that. "There. A-All done." He said and you fluttered your wings softly before closing them. "Thank you. They feel much better." You said softly. Before he could think, Donnie's fingers found your hair. It was so soft... He began to take the damp hair and braid it into a simple but neat braid. "Need a hair tie?" You asked, slipping one off your wrist and holding it up for him. Donnie only hummed in response, taking the hair tie from you to finish his braid.

Giggling you patted the braid and turned around to look at him. "Why thank you, Donatello. I feel very pretty now." You mused, batting your eyelashes up at him. "I'm glad I could make you feel pretty, dove." He replied bashfully and you couldn't help but lean up and kiss his cheek. "You always make me feel pretty, Dee." You cooed, making the purple terrapin blush up a storm. "You wanna hang out in the lab?" You asked, tilting your head. You knew how much he loved tinkering away in his lab. "Actually I was thinking we could just hang in here today." He offered and you smiled at him. "I'd love to, Donnie." You said with a moth squeak. Grabbing your phone you went to cozy up beside him but he grabbed you and placed you in his lap, arm wrapping around you as he took out a sketchbook of his to draw. It was quiet but the two of you enjoyed your time together with your parallel play. It was nice.

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Michaelangelo x Reader 🧡

Warnings: Reader has long feathered wings, Reader has long elf-like ears, Reader wears a bra, Readers called lil mama.

Mikey jumped up and hugged you. "Absolutely. I got some stuff for you too. Some soaps n stuff." He said and you grinned at him, hugging him back. "You're too kind to me, love." You murmured back, heart fluttering before placing a gentle kiss on his shoulder. The orange banded turtle nearly burst on the inside at the sweet gesture as he watched you walk into the bathroom with a dreamy sigh.

You took your time washing your body and hair, the hot water seeming to wash away all your worries off of you and down the drain. Twenty minutes later and your stepping out, relaxed and squeaky clean. Drying off, you fluff up your wings to help dry them. "Hey Mikey, wanna help dry my wings? You can preen them after if you want." You called out from the bathroom. Mikey, not tearing his eyes off his gaming screen just called back, "Yeah I'd love to, angelcakes!" You dug through your bag to grab your clean clothes but opted out of fully dressing, instead opting to just wear a bra and boxers. "Fantastic because drying your own wings can be a bitch at times." You muttered, walking out with your towel. "Well hey there lil mama." Mikey said, eyeing the black boxers and autumn orange bra. "Don't even think about it Mikey". You said, grinning at him as you tossed him the towel and sat in front of him on the bed and relaxed as he patted down your wings. Fluffing them up again when he finished drying them, he wasted no time with starting his task of preening your feathers. When he was done he poked your shoulder and gave a "all done". You stretched your wings before folding them once more.

"Thank you so much, Mikey. You're too good to me." You cooed, turning around so you could wrap your arms around his neck and hug him. "Anything for you, angel". He said with a grin, pulling you into his lap where you remained as he played his video games. Occasionally, Mikey would rub your hip or your wings, making you hum softly and squirm. At one point, Mikey rested his head on your shoulder and you could help but notice the butterflies in your tummy. Such a wonderful thing, love is.

Screaming why did this take so long to write bruh?

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

I absolutely love Toby and I’ve recently discovered your account and I ADORE the way you write him. That last post was fuckin amazing btw, if it’s not too big of a deal, may I please get some headcanons of Toby being clingy with a reader who’s equally as clingy/affectionate? Like cuddling and following eachother around wherever the other goes. Toby is just so AGHHSHDDH I LOVE HIM

Aww im so glad you liked my last post!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Clingy!Toby x Clingy!Reader

Toby had a rough childhood, that's no secret

And as a direct result of that, he craves both physical and emotional intimacy

And now that he has you, all of those needs that he couldn't fill before, are constantly being met and more

When he wakes up, you are there, either acting as his pillow and playing with his hair, or tucked under his arms, with him holding you close

When he's working, you are there, helping him with his tasks and chores, sneaking kisses along the way

And when he goes to sleep, you are there, looking up at him happily, maybe pressing some soft kisses to his lips before closing your eyes and dosing off

It's one of the things he prides himself on, that no matter what, you are always there

You make him so happy, and he is certain that no one else has ever felt this good before

You follow each other around like lovesick puppies

It's quite cute, honestly

You could be watching tv when toby will get up to get a snack, and you will follow suite

Or if you decide to go out (for food, feneral shopping, etc) toby will be not far behind, asking you to wait for him as he ties his laces

Of course, there is space given (although, bery rarely do either of you want space)

If you wanted to just go out and hangout with some friends for a night, toby would betotally ok with that

But when you get home, be prepared to never escape the kisses

He'll kiss you on your face, ears, hands, arms, neck

Anywhere he can get his lips, really

Cuddling normally consists of Toby laying on you in some way, but if you wanted to lay on him instead, or maybe be in some sort of "neutral" position, he'd love that just as much

But if you are ok with him laying on you, boy be prepared

His favorites are: 1) laying on your stomach, his arms wrapped around your hips and your fingers in his hair, or maybe even rubbing his back

2) laying between your legs, playing on his nintendo 3ds or scrolling on his phone, with at least one of your hands on his shoulder so he can kiss you as he pleases

3) laying on your chest and listening to your heartbeat, he especially likes if you play with his hair in this position, as it never fails to lull him into sleep

What's yours, is his

And what's his, is yours

If your around his size (or even bigger than him he doesnt care) he will absolutely steal your clothes

His favorites to steal are tee shirts, because he can wear them wherever, whenever

Also, if he's put in a situation where he can't sleep with you (for example, an overnight mission) he would pull out one of your tee shirts (yes, he always has one on him) and wraps it around whatever he sleeps on, so that he can still feel some semblance of sleeping with you

You are the only person allowed to touch his snack stash as well

His only condition is that whenever you want something, you owe him a kiss

Which of course, is something you are happy to do

Most times you will sneak up to him, whispering a "boo" in his ear, and wrapping him in a hug from behind

He smiles, and kisses your nose, and in turn, you kiss his cheek and wave the bag of snacks in front of him

"Wanna go snuggle?" You ask him in a soft whisper, giving soft kisses to his shoulder

He nods with a "mm-hmm" and the two of you go up to his room, getting comfy in his blanket and scooching in close together

Toby would literally move mountains if you wanted him to

All you have to do is ask <33

[imtotallyokandnormal]

How about John Doe with a significantly shorter partner? 👀

HEHEHEH THIS ONE WILL BE CUTE by the way I hope you don't mind Doe being a little bit of a weirdo about it (not in a sexual way...unless you want it to be)

Reader: gn reader

Warnings: none!

Image link: wheredidyacomefromcottoneyejoe

》☆John Doe x Very Short You!☆《

- The fact that John towers over you gives him the GREATEST possible joy a regular guy could ever experience and I'm not even joking because it makes him feel like a big protector for you.

- They definitely love to wrap themselves around you just to feel how small you are in their arms. It makes them giggle and ramble about how adorable you are (they also squish your face while praising you by the way).

- CUDDLES WITH HIM ARE THE BESTEST he's like a big ol comfy blanket! Or a pillow if you prefer laying on him, either way they're gonna be squeezing you tight and going on and on about how you're so precious .

- If you don't like being called small or having your height brought up constantly they will try to stop talking about it. But honestly it takes a LOT of self control, like how are they supposed to not talk about how they love holding you in their lap and feeling how easily you fit into his arms??

- THEIR FAVORITE JOB IS HELPING YOU REACH THINGS. If you struggle to reach stuff the moment they see you struggling they're already DIVING for it like I mean full on LUNGING for that shit. They may have a ton of stuff fall on their head in the process but it's ok because he gets to help you!

- He doesn't mean to infantilize you or anything, he doesn't mean to bother you about it. He just loves feeling helpful, especially since he can offer more help due to his height.

- He'll also let you ride on his back or shoulders if you need help seeing stuff! You in a crowd and can't see ahead? For the low low price of literally just asking him, you can get a full view using John Doe Height Extension.

- Also John is a bit weird about you being shorter than him- like he won't think you're weak or fragile or anything but something about you being so small compared to him really makes him giddy.

- Especially if you wore his clothes and they looked big and/or long on you, THAT throws them into a whirlwind of excited praise because you just look so cute wearing their things!

- Comparing your sizes also just makes them really excited, especially if you also happen to have smaller hands...oh lord they'd go NUTS over that, just constantly putting their palm against yours to look at the difference in size.

- Oh my god and if you had a smaller face?? Prepare for them to CONSTANTLY poke it and squish it and pinch your cheeks. I'm telling you he absolutely LOVES studying how small you are compared to him, it just fills them with a weirdly wholesome excitement.

- And get this...you can fit into his shirts with him when you cuddle LIKE JUST THINK ABOUT IT- YOU CAN JUST WRIGGLE RIGHT IN THERE ANYTIME.

-But yeah basically they'd absolutely love a short partner, and they will do everything in their power to show that to you! Especially through giddily talking about how you must be made for him because you fit in his arms so perfectly!

[kingofthe-egirls]

pspspspsps love, I have another one-

phone sex with Luffy?😶

hnnnnnngggg thank youuuu

PHONE SEX: LUFFY x Y/N

modern au

(cw: facetime, modern au, pet names, long distance relationship, dirty talk, phone sex, mutual masturbation, toys, this is now part of my modern au mma!luffy series lmao, this is from Luffy's pov)

Songs: "Big God" by Florence + the Machine

words: 1.7k

"Baaaabe," Luffy whines, on the other end of your FaceTime.

He's kneeling on a hotel bed, phone propped up by a scuffed, metal water bottle. There are stickers emblazoned all over the shiny red: mostly ads from sponsors, his own straw hat skull-and-crossbones, plus a sticker of a cool katana Zoro had found for him. He's watching you bite your lip through the screen of his phone, far too small and rectangular to capture the fact of yourself. He hates long distance.

But he'll be home in a week, and then you can come visit.

"Hey, Luffy," you smile, glittering through the screen. He wants you here, now. You flick your hair over your shoulder, leaning down on the couch with your arm resting along the back. You prop your chin in one hand. 

Luffy eyes you up and down: from your face to just below your collarbones, the lamplight behind you, and the top of the couch is all he can see. "Put the phone down, baby," he pants, already heavy with lust. He misses your sweet cunt so bad. "I wanna see all of ya," he whines. You giggle, and step forward to set your phone on the coffee table in front of you. Now, Luffy can see you sitting back on the couch, in pajama shorts and a tank top. Your legs are really cute, he thinks, as you bring them up to sit cross-legged in between the couch cushions. You sink in, slightly.

Luffy giggles, "Comfy there, princess?" 

You blush.

"I like the in-between," you defend yourself, slouching back farther and sinking in like quicksand. Luffy laughs, out loud. He likes how silly are, sometimes. Other times, he wants to see you gagged on his cock. (But oh well, you'd probably make him laugh with his dick halfway down your throat, anyway). You kick your feet.

"But then I can't see ya," he whines, palming the front of his red boxers. "I wanna play, kitten." He hooks his thumb into the waistband, and drags them down an inch. Your eyes go wide, and he grins.

"Okay," you agree, immediately. You're already pulling your shirt halfway over your head, curled like a shrimp into the couch cushions. You shriek, caught, and kick your legs like a grasshopper trying to get out. Luffy cackles, bending forward to screenshot your call.

"You're like a beetle," he grins, saving a new photo to his favorites, "That got turned upside down."

"'M not a beetle!" You shout, having knelt up on the cushions to push them back roughly together. You're bent over, one leg on the floor and the other still on the couch. He watches your ass fill the screen, appreciating the tiny booty shorts you're wearing to bed. They're hot pink with a neon stripe down each side.

"Cute as a beetle," he counters, biting his lip. His hard cock is straining against his boxers, now, and he can't wait to just bend you over and rail you from behind. Damn, this week is gonna be a lifetime waiting for you to come visit him. He'll have to fly you out first class, no questions asked. (Maybe your girlfriend might wanna come, too).

But he files that thought away for later, watching you sit back down with a huff, now in nothing but your sports bra. He flicks an eyebrow.

"So, ya gonna strip for me?"

You laugh, pulling at the elastic strap as it digs into your shoulder. He can see your tits spilling out from the too-small bra. He fights back a moan, but just barely. He watches you skim your hands over every hill and valley in your voluptuous body. He fucking loves your curves.

You lean forward towards the camera, letting your cleavage spill out nice and close for him to see. You giggle, "Wanna see a titty drop?"

He chokes out a laugh, and then, "Please."

You smirk, knowing full well what you do to him, and slowly lift your bra up from the bottom. You pull upward, exposing the underside of your breasts, before releasing them completely so they bounce back down against your chest. He licks his lips.

"Do that again."

And you do.

He watches with glassy eyes as you slowly, meticulously, bring your sports bra back down, black and stretched out over your frame. You bounce a little, in your seat. He gasps.

"C'mon, man," his voice cracks, "That's just not fair."

You laugh, pleased. He tilts his head, "Don'tcha do this professionally? What are your like, signature moves?" He kneels back on the bed, running a hand through his hair.

You hum, throwing your own hair up into a bun. You don't like when it touches your bare skin, apparently. ADHD thing, he figures.

"Well, you just saw one," you smile slightly as you readjust in your seat. You're sitting with one leg under you, the other draped over the side of the couch. You pull at the bottom of your sports bra, and he moans as he watches you slowly strip for him.

You bend over, leaning against the back of the couch, your ass spread nice and wide for him. "Such a good fucking ass," he praises you, and you turn over your shoulder to smile at the screen.

"Wanna leave your handprint on it?" You ask wryly, bending over more and hitching your shorts up higher, so barely anything is left covered. He sees your glistening slick through the thin fabric. He wants to touch.

"Fuck yes," he breathes, reaching inside his shorts, "Take those off."

"Yes, sir," you reply daintily, turning to slide your own shorts over your hips. He watches the pink fabric slip down your legs, revealing the crease of your hips and your sweet inner thigh as you do. Fuck it, he decides, he wants to taste. You sit down with a satisfied, smug grin. "That's my second move," you flick your eyes up and down your phone screen, no doubt taking in the sight of him fisting his cock over you. Luffy tugs his shorts the rest of the way down, and you gasp.

"That's my first," he says, grinning, "Well, the first is calling you, and begging you to strip," he scratches his head. "That's not a very powerful move, is it?" He laughs, sheepishly. Needy, much?

"Not a bad move," you decide, leaning forward to pick up the phone. He gets a closeup shot of your face again. You’re smiling, shy, holding the phone high enough so he can see your gorgeous tits splay out to either side of your ribcage.

“Your turn!” You say as you settle back down into the couch pillows, supported by the large, canvas armrest. Luffy slides his boxers down all the way, kicking them off his legs and leaving them on the floor.

You moan, and he lights up. “Yeah?” He asks, pumping his cock in a loose fist, “Like whatcha see?”

“Mhmm,” you moan, biting your lip. You reach over to your side, thumping around for a bit, before he hears the sound of a vibrator turning on. He giggles at the buzzing, and you blush.

“Show me,” he teases, and you hold up a lavender clit sucker with light pink buttons. He hums appreciatively. “Pretend it’s my mouth, okay?”

“Yes, daddy,” you chirp, and grin slightly as you place the toy between your legs. You gasp a little as the pressure locks into your clit. Luffy tightens his grasp on his dick.

“So pretty for me, baby,” he coos at you through the phone speaker. He wishes he could breathe it into your ear, halfway buried in your cunt.

Just one more week.

“Daddy’s gonna take such good care of ya,” he moans. He feels himself thicken in his hand. “‘M gonna spoil ya rotten, okay? Don’t gotta worry about a thing, with me,” he grunts, bucking his hips.

He’s watching your flushed face contort in pleasure, taking the vibrations oh so sweetly from your clit sucker. “Show me,” he breathes, speeding up, “Show me what that toy’s doin’ to ya.”

You moan, and lower the camera so that he can see you from the pussy up. Like he’s eating you out.

He groans.

“Fuck baby, ya look so good,” he reaches forward to grab his phone, bringing the screen closer to his face as he screenshots several times. “Can’t fucking wait ta have ya in my mouth again,” his cock twitches at the memory.

He leans his head back, pumping his fist, as he listens to your moans and imagines it’s your mouth on his dick.

“Wantcha right here,” he huffs, chest heating with lust. His eyes are half-lidded, and he has to let go of his cock to push the sweaty hair back from his face. You moan at the sight, bringing the phone back up to your face.

“Can I screenshot you?” You ask, hitching your breath as the buzzing speeds up. He grins, thinking he probably should’ve asked first, but oh well. No time like the present.

“Course,” he says, voice thick, “What about me? Can I screenshot ya? I wanna look back atcha later.” You giggle, and nod. He lets out a sigh of relief. Good.

“Show me your hands?” You ask, hungrily. “Your shoulders, too.”

Luffy grins, more than happy to oblige. He leads the camera down his muscular frame, letting his free hand drape over his chest and abs as he pans the phone down. He focuses on his hips for a bit, slowly pumping his cock in time with your moans. Your breath hitches, and he wishes it was his cock fucking those noises out of you, instead.

He clenches his hand in and out of a fist, wiggling his fingers a little bit. You stare, doe-eyed and dumbfucked as you focus on the hands that have made you cum countless times before. He wishes he could fuck you with his hand again—that’ll be the first thing he does when he gets you in his bed.

“Love your hands, Luffy,” you say, eyes blown as you stare at the phone. He wishes he could kiss you, too. As it is, he smooches at the screen, and you laugh.

“Love you,” he says, feeling warm and fuzzy in the bleach-scented bed. He frowns. “Miss you.”

“Miss you too, baby,” you say, and then, “Love you too.”

He beams.

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[beneatheaven]

beomgyu as your needy boyfriend

lowercase intended, 873 words, haven’t proof read

smut under cut, minors do not interact 

it’s been a long week for the both of you. both so busy with your own personal lives, but you always came home to each other. nights spent in silence enjoying each others company. beomgyu never failed to comfort you after a long busy day. 

friday evening, waiting for beomgyu to come back after his activities. deciding to get ready for bed early just incase he wanted to rest immediately. always wearing one of his shirts or hoodies, they’re so comfy and he likes seeing you in them. wearing one of his personal favorites as you start on your skincare.

hearing the front door open, him putting his bag down and taking his shoes off. you walk out the bathroom smiling at him softly and giving him a kiss on the cheek. 

“missed you so much today, really hated today the most..”

frowning at him, you ask him to tell you about how his day went as he got ready for bed as well. it was always so nice to go over what went on in each others lives. loved seeing how deep he goes into explaining each event. 

you explain your day too, i mean it wasn’t as stressful as his, but you were always doing something keeping you on your feet. as you talk to him he can’t help but look at you, all of you. the way you look in his shirt that’s so big on you it covers your shorts..

realizing he hasn’t gotten a good at you all week..it’s all hitting him now. yea he comes home to you everyday, kisses you, holds you while you both sleep. but you haven’t had time for each other for a week now. feels ten times worse after this hell week.

“what is it? do i tooth pasts on my face?”

he’s been staring at you so long, especially your lips, the way they feel against his when you make out. loving it when they get puffy and red. 

“gyu stop you made me think i looked gross the entire time”

the nickname hitting him harder now, went straight down to his dick.

“sorry you just look so good right now.”

hands going to your hips, pulling you closer to him. looking at you trying not to lose it all right now.

“really missed you baby.”

he says before kissing you deeply. you melt into the kiss, you can tell where he wants to go with this, bringing your hands to hold his face. god he loves it, how easy you can read him, how you know exactly what he wants. catching each others quiet gasp and moans with every kiss, pinching around your hips, wanting more.

“please i need you bad.”

you can’t take it, you drag him to your shared bedroom. pulling him by his shirt as you fall back on the bed. entering into a messy kiss, your hands in his hair, his on your body. wants to feel all of it as if it’s his first time. bending your knee in between his legs, rubbing it against his dick, making him break the kiss and earning a moan from him.

“mm please, keep doing that.”

“anything to hear you like this”

can’t help himself to moan again. bring his hands under your shirt to squeeze your boobs. squirming at his actions, your hands start to grip on his shirt, trying to pull it off of him. not working, but he’s getting the idea. pulling his shirt over his head and immediately go and roam your hands all over his chest. he felt so hot. he loves this feeling so much. you bring your hand into his sweats and start to palm him over his boxers

“don’t do that, need more of you.”

starting to pull clothes off each other, he looked amazing, he looked desperate to have you. leaning in to kiss, starting at your tummy leading up to your neck. as he rubs his fingers up and down your folds, teasing your pussy slightly. getting to hear those cute desperate moans from you. 

you reach down to get a hold of his dick and start lining it at your entrance. slowly entering, feeling all of you. holding his shoulders for support, leaving marks on his skin from your nails with how hard you grip on him.

“missed this so much, missed you...always feels so good and tight for me.. ah don’t do that”

clenching your walls around his dick, feeling everything against you felt just as good, he starts to move a little faster. looking at you the entire time, seeing how pink your cheeks were, you always got like this, he found it so cute. bringing a hand to his face pulling him down for a kiss. he moves faster, more sloppier thrust.

“i’m gonna cum, baby wanna cum with me? please i wanna feel you.”

after a couple more thrust you both cum hard, helping you come down from your orgasm with kisses around your collarbones. enjoying each others touch for a couple minutes. but he’s quick to sit up and pull out gently. giving you a kiss on your tummy.

“wanna go for more? i’ll take extra care of you tonight.”

[gothushi]

my pleasure

pairing: charlie x f!reader

warnings: sub!ish charlie, creampie, charlie cries, mention of daddy kink (not used)

note: for this request! loved writing charlie in a subbier mindset:3 this didn’t go exactly like the request states but i hope u like it🍰

tagged: @ozzys-fics

word count: 5k

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Charlie had a shitty day. Exhausted, his stomach growling, covered in dried blood. His keys jangle in the door, shuffling through the threshold with a sigh.

Hanging up his coat and beginning to toe his boots off, he hears you padding down the hallway from where he presumes was the laundry room, if the basket full of clean towels in your hands is anything to go by.

“Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick!” You whine softly, eyeing over the state of him, setting the laundry basket down on the wooden floor.

A frustrated huff of air leaves Charlie, trying to keep himself calm. He doesn’t want to be angry at you, or at least take anything out on you. His back is to you, foot propped up on the small bench against the wall to undo his laces. He responds flatly, “Working.”

Pouting a bit at his sullen attitude, you continue to speak, “I was worried. Y’weren’t answerin’ your phone. I made dinner too, I can heat you up a plate if you want it’s just some chicken-”

“Y/N.” His tone is almost a snarl, obviously irritated. Turning around to face you, he takes in your outfit, cute and comfy, but his eyes are icy.

You seem to shrink in on yourself a bit, picking the basket back up and resting it on your hip, looking like a dog being scolded. “‘m sorry..” You mumble, “Um.. I’ll run the shower for you.” It’s muttered, soft, sheepish as you turn and go to head upstairs.

Charlie feels even more frustrated that you don’t stand up for yourself, angrier that he’s being a dick. He knows he shouldn’t take it out on you.

“Don’t. I got it.” His words are clipped as he pushes past and his socked feet stomp up the stairs.

Sighing, you go to the couch to fold the clean towels.

—

Charlie tries to distract himself in the shower, distract from the guilt in his gut, the grimy feeling of his skin that he doesn’t think he’ll ever be accustomed to. He scrubs his skin raw, reddened, trying to wash away the feeling.

It doesn’t work.

When he gets out, he feels even worse when he sees a towel laid on the floor for him and one folded on the counter. More odd feelings and rushing shame floods his veins once he sees the clothes laid out for him, a couple little caramel candies on his shirt.

Toweling off, he tugs the clothes on, nice and soft on his worn skin. He even sits and just chews the chocolate for a moment, savoring the sweet taste. They are his favorite.

—

He finds you in the kitchen, coming up slow and quiet to hug you from behind. It startles you, God is he always so silent, your one hand finding his forearm. “Mm..? Hi.” With a turn of your head to look up at him, you smile.

You’ve reheated some dinner for him, different items laid on a baking pan that you’re currently putting onto a plate.

Charlie breathes in the familiar scent of your hair, your perfume you use daily, muscles melting a bit as he relaxes. After a second he responds, almost sheepish himself, “Hi..”

Another, longer pause before he speaks again, “I’m sorry I was being shitty.”

You turn back to what you were doing. Your feelings aren’t hurt that bad, you know how he can get, and he really can’t help it. He used to be a lot worse too. You understand even if it can sting a bit.

“‘s okay.. as long as y’feel better now..”

Charlie keeps his hug on you, chin resting on your shoulder before he tilts and kisses the side of your neck. He does feel better, he usually feels nicer after he’s cleaned up. But having your body against his, feeling the warmth of you beneath his calloused hands, brings a new level of comfort.

“I do..”

More kisses are laid on your neck, big hands sliding down to hold your hips, almost pulling you against him.

“Later..” You smile softly, feeling the way he’s desperate for touch. You use the tongs you’re holding and clamp them at his direction playfully, “Want you to eat first. Go sit down, I’ll bring it over.”

Charlie gives a soft grumble of protest, leaning in as he peppers a kiss on your jaw, “C’mon,” he groans, “not hungry yet.”

As if to contradict his claim, a rumble of his stomach betrays him, reminding you of a worrying thought you have everyday that he probably didn’t eat much during his work hours.

Turning your neck, you stare up at him with a look.

He can’t help but huff a laugh, kissing the side of your head affectionately and giving a light swat at your ass, “Fine. I’ll eat.”

He reluctantly detangles himself from you, walking around the counter to the round dining table and taking a seat with a sigh, feet sore.

“Good boy.” You grin, playfully, finishing gathering the rest of the vegetables and then pouring gravy over what he likes it on. Bringing the plate over and setting it down in front of him, the meat, potatoes and veggies have him drooling. “What d’you want to drink?”

He’s eagerly grabbing his fork, stabbing some of the chicken to begin eating. He pauses, swallowing, knowing better than to talk with his mouth full, “Seltzer, please.”

Another bite as you walk away and he gives an obscene moan at the taste.

Hearing his.. more than satisfactory noises as you grab a can from the fridge, popping the tab open, you smile. Setting it down by his plate, a hand smooths over his damp hair, “Anything else?”

He gives a crooked grin as a thanks, fork down to grab the can and take a gulp. Swallowing, his other hand comes round your hip, to the small of your back and tugging you closer, “No. Not unless you’re on the menu.”

Giggling, your hand slides along his arm, squeezing, “Nooo I’m not. I have dishes to do.”

His blues take in your cute outfit, suiting you so well, possibly even better on the floor, or torn off.

“Mm. You can do those later..” he murmurs, setting the can of seltzer down and grabbing your hand, tugging you down to get you to sit in his lap, but his plan fails.

“Ah ah ah, noo, finish eating.” A tug has your hand free. You’re all for playing, but you’d prefer to do it after he has his belly full. “I’ve already done everything else, just need to do the dishes.”

He grumbles again, but there’s no real complaints as he picks his fork back up to get a potato and a piece of chicken in the same bite, “Okay. I’ll eat. But then you’re all mine, got it?” His hand still on your hip slides down to squeeze your thigh.

Silently agreeing, you pet over his hair again, tucking it behind his ear, “Don’t talk with your mouth full.” You scold softly before departing from his side, back into the kitchen.

“Yes ma’am.” He replies, grinning, eyes focusing on you whilst he eats. The dining area and kitchen are separated by the bar counter, so he has a nice view as you hum to yourself whilst washing the dishes.

He loves watching you like this. The way you move, so simple, focused to the task at hand. Something about it makes him feel at ease knowing he gets to have you all to himself when you’re both home.

Though the idea of having you in his lap while he sits at the dining table and eats his meal is appealing, he holds himeslf back - for now.

You’ve gone through almost all the dishes by the time he brings his empty plate over, hand wandering to your hip. Taking it from him with a quiet thank you, you rinse it off and use the soapy sponge in circles on it.

He leans in again, just stood behind you, hands rubbing and squeezing over your plush hips. Thumbs toy with the hem of your clothes, sighing through his nose, “Are you done yet?”

Giggling, you flinch away when his lips ghost your ear, the touch ticklish, “You can see I have four mugs in front of me still.”

Charlie rolls his eyes, playfully biting on your neck this time. One of his hands slips over your stomach, flattening there.

“You’re taking forever,” he groans against your neck, “I don’t want to wait, Y/N. I want you now.”

Another sweet laugh escapes you, nudging your shoulder into his chest, “Be patient, naughty boy. I’m almost done.” Another mug picked up, a white one with a pink heart handle.

Groaning again, his forehead finds your shoulder, moving his hips into you. You can feel the slight firmness of his cock against your ass, a testament to how needy he is.

“I don’t want to be patient.. need you now.” His teeth graze your shoulder, at the base of your neck.

Even though your neck cranes to the side so he has more room, your warning tone comes out, “Charlie. Go sit down on the couch.”

He lets out another frustrated huff of a noise, his touch gentling once again as he obeys your command. “Yes ma’am.”

He makes himself comfortable, draped along the couch with an arm around the back, leg half off the length of the cushions as he leans against the arm, still having a good view of you.

He watches as you finish setting the wet dishes aside in the drainer, tap off, drying your hands, before you get into the fridge to find a drink. He swallows as you bend at the waist, looking for something, his eyes greedily taking in the sight of your form.

“You’re making me all impatient for you,” he groans, shifting his hips up to try and relieve the feeling of his cock starting to throb in his boxers.

The words make you pause, taunting, looking back at him with another stern look. Eyes narrow, you stare for a second before turning around again to grab a bottle of apple juice from the back.

“Y/N,” his voice is low, almost pleading, “come here?”

He wiggles again on the couch, hand moving to toy with the tie on his sweats whilst he watches you like a predator waiting to pounce on his prey.

“I need you, sweetheart..”

With a heavy, obviously teasing sigh, you stand upright with your drink and shut the fridge door, coming over. A saunter is in your step as your hand twists the red cap to the juice open, “Someone’s not being a very good boy.”

Charlie’s eyes narrow for a moment as you tease him, he doesn’t like being denied what he wants.

“Don’t care if I’m good or not,” his hand on the back of the sofa grips slightly, “can’t you see what you’re doing to me? I need you.” He nearly whimpers, like all this slow taunting is truly torture for him.

Giggling a little laugh, you kneel on the couch and straddle his lap, sat back just off his cock, on his thighs. Cap off, you take a sip of your apple juice and then look at him, “Want some?”

His greedy hands are already grabbing your hips, pulling you up onto his lap properly, groaning at the weight of you on his cock. “Christ, Y/N.”

Laughing, another sip. It takes every ounce of your concentration to not react to the deliciously arousing feeling of him forcing you to grind on his lap. Wiggling your hips side to side as you pretend to think, “Mmm.. not as good as I remember. Maybe I used to get a different brand?”

He shudders at the movements, your words not registering with him properly. His hands are too busy squeezing at your hips and waist to respond. He sits up to press his lips into your neck, kissing wet and hungrily as his hips buck, “I need you.”

Another sip of the sweet juice, purposefully ignoring him. “Have we gotten this brand before? Doesn’t taste as sweet as it should.” You’re pondering, well, pretending to, tilting your head down against the side of his, biting your lip whilst grinding down.

He nearly whines, “Please darling,” teeth scrape your flesh, a gasp. He has to bite his lower lip to keep himself from whimpering, “You’re so sweet.”

“Oh! I have that perfume on that y’bought me the other day.” You loop your free arm around his shoulder, grinning. “Must be what y’r smellin.” Another sip of juice, “But seriously though this isn’t that good. Glad I didn’t get a big pack of it.”

Charlie outright whines this time, hands moving back to your ass to pull you down some more. “Y/N..” his teeth bite at your shoulder, a warning, “can’t take it anymore.”

Laughing a huff, nuzzling into his damp hair with almost a coo, “Can’t?”

You don’t get to play like this too often, teasing him, taunting, not with how dominant he usually is.

His hips grind up again, biting on your shoulder hard before shaking his head. “No. Can’t.” He grunts, voice muffled against your skin. His hands squeeze over your ass roughly, firm length of his cock visible in his sweats now.

“Mmmmm.. maybe I should be nice ‘nd help you out, huh?” You lean to the side to set your now capped juice on the coffee table before sitting in his lap again, arms over his shoulders as your back arches a bit.

“Please,” he pleads, kneading the plump flesh of your ass over your clothes, almost pawing at the fabric as he leans back, bringing you with him. “You’re so perfect, please don’t tease me any longer Y/N.”

You put in the effort now to roll your hips down harder, knees pressing into the couch. You lower your head so your noses bump together, grinning, “Mmm. Good boy.”

“Yes,” his head drops back on the arm of the couch, low moans escaping his throat as his hands urge you down again. “Yes.. feels good.”

Laughing a triumphant noise, you lean and nuzzle into his neck, kissing the skin with glossy lips, ghosting over his scar. You lick the smooth flesh, nipping at his jaw once you get to it. “You want it?”

Charlie whimpers at the feeling of your tongue. His hips jerk up, rutting into you, hands nearly shaking with need,

“I do,” he gasps, chest rising and falling with slightly panted breaths, “want you.”

You can’t help but smile, pride welling in your chest, having way too much fun. He never lets you be in control, only teasing playfully here and there for a few minutes. So, to have him like this now, you wanna take care of him.

Humming, you grind down again, already well soaked into the panties you have on, kissing at the base of his neck, “Then take it, y’can have it. I just wanna stay on top.”

He moans at your words, handing pawing and grabbing at your clothes, eagerly tugging them off. Articles tossed to the floor one by one, you look so sweet.

“You’re perfect,” he praises, hips bucking up against your bare cunt. He leans back and pushes his sweats and boxers down past his hips, and with your help they’re off and onto the floor with the other items. “Mine.”

Grinding down onto his cock with no clothes being a barrier anymore is heavenly. Slick skin meets firm flesh, making you hum a moan whilst he gasps, “Mmmhmm, yours..”

He whines a little, hands digging into your waist, one going to your ass, groping anywhere he can reach, “Mm.. please. Oh, please Y/N..” You’re smearing slick all over his cock, making his brows furrow because you’re fucking soaked.

His hands will probably leave bruises on you, fingertips digging in hard, but you don’t mind. Moaning in a whiny tone, you return the kiss he lands on your lips before whispering, “Easy.. take it. Y’can fuck me.”

He ruts up again, swallowing a grunt before his head tips back, “You’re so good to me.”

“And you’re such a good boy.”

He nearly growls at your words, the tease, a whimper being pulled from him not a moment later when you’re reaching down between your bodies to guide his cock in you. His hands roam up and find your tits, massaging the plush mounds whilst arching his back a little, “So beautiful..”

He shifts up again, coming to kiss you. Charlie’s tongue licks over yours, moaning, whining, gasping with the pleasure as your hot cunt swallows him whole. “So fucking wet, feels so good.” He whispers, eyes fluttering, gazing up at you as if you hung the moon and stars.

Whimpering yourself, your hands roam his back, scratching the skin up as you roll your hips down, feeling his cock reach nice and deep, massaging all the best parts in you. His hands are impatient, greedy, groping at your skin, your tits, over your stomach and thighs, anywhere he can touch as you start a steady pace of riding him. One finds your tits again, fingers pinching at your nipple to get the bud to harden, leaning down to kiss at it with parted lips.

“Mm! Mhmm.. Charlie.. so full,” you whine, so sweetly, panting as your hands comb through his hair, head dropping back. “Move- please.. I can take it.”

You’re giving him permission to lean back and fuck you as he pleases, whilst you sit there all pretty? He could cum right now.

His eyes nearly roll back, leaning against the arm of the couch for leverage as his hands touch all over you, fingertips leaving marks. “Yeah?” He grasps at your hips, urging you down, “Go slow for now..” His chest heaves with groans and panting breaths.

“Stop-” you gasp, “stop being so gentle.”

He groans, squeezing on you hard as his cock twitches inside you. “You want it like that, huh? Rough?”

He fucks up into you hard, once, pulling a squealed giggle from you as you nod, “Yeah.. mm, yeah, y’can just use me for what y’want..” You lean over him, chest to his, tugging at the hem of his shirt to pull it up.

Charlie can’t resist that offer for a moment longer. His hands squeeze you tightly again, roughly pulling you forward and back onto his cock, grinding up in the process. A lewd squelch of your slick sounds in the room, making both of you whine.

“Christ,” he moans out, biting on his lower lip, teeth nearly breaking skin. A low whimper falls from his lips as his eyes go hazy, “Feels so good..”

“That feel good?” You echo, grinning with a pleasured sound. Tilting down you start to pepper open mouthed kisses on his jaw, licking the hot skin, “Mm.. y’so-.. big!”

He whines again, rutting up into your pussy, hands moving to find your ass and work you down onto him, “You love that, huh? How fucking big I am?”

Pure heat floods your senses at the tone of his voice, pussy clenching down on his cock as a reaction. It feels so overwhelmingly good with the way he fucks you, but you’re also trying to spoil him this time.

Nosing at his jaw and suckling over his pulse point, you speak again, breathless from his thrusts, “Y’like that?”

Charlie’s eyes look up at you as they open and his breathing picks up noticeably. His fingers dig into your ass tighter, he looks desperate, like he’s holding himself back. He gives a small whine in place of any actual response.

He nods, just once, barely able to even do that as your cunt sucks him in, works over him so deliciously. “Close..” he manages to get out, head tilting back as his eyes roll.

“Already?” You can’t help but tease, as if you don’t also feel ready to cum just from looking at him. “Y’just can’t help it, huh? I just feel- mmmf! Feel too good on you..” You’re whining now, panting, thighs working to fuck down onto him more, clit rubbing at his navel.

He looks at you again and nods eagerly at your words. His hips keep rutting up, calloused hands rolling you on his cock. “Y/N…” He says your name like a plea, begging.

Something clicks in your brain and you start giggling, the sound tapering off into a whiny moan, “Oh- Charlie, y’need permission? Is that it?”

Charlie’s breathing is labored as he pants out little pleas for you. His head is rolling back against the couch, eyes closed, back arching up as his knees bend to help his movements.

“Please.. please Y/N..” he begs softly, hands squeezing tighter onto your ass, sliding to your hips, “please..”

Sitting up more, you find the hem of his shirt again and pull it off him, hands roaming over his chest, feeling at his firm muscles. Leaning back in, you lick over his neck, tongue flattening on his skin with a moan. “You- nnmh! Y’wanna cum?”

He gasps, whimpering, nodding quickly. “Inside- please? Wanna cum in you.”

“You wanna cum in me? What if I make you pull out?” You tilt your head. It’s a miracle you can keep your voice somewhat steady as you taunt him, giving him almost a stern look, brows raising in question.

Charlie whimpers pathetically, shaking his head back and forth, “No please..” he’s whimpering as he pants, “please Y/N..”

“Hold it.” You say, playfully stern, forehead ghosting against his as you start to fuck down even harder onto him. “Ask me for it.”

You’re definitely having way too much fun with this. You may never get the chance to be in a dominant position with him ever again, so you’re milking it and taking advantage of it now.

“Please..” Charlie begs, “Please Y/N.. let me, please let me cum. I wanna cum in you.”

He almost sounds close to tears, pretty blues dark as he pleads, “I’ll be good, I’ll be good.”

Even though you’re going to draw it out, you can’t help but coo. “Ohh, course you’ll be good. My good boy, Charlie. Mmh!” Your hips jolt down, rhythm breaking for a moment that has a whiny sound being pulled from both of you. “Ah! Can y’hold it?”

The sound that leaves Charlie is something primal, desperate, pleading with a whine as he looks up at you. He shakes his head - he can’t - but with a shaky voice he manages to speak, “Please..”

You’re groaning, a low sound as you pant. Dropping your head down for a moment, you feel the way his hips slow, like he’s trying to hold back, grinding up deep rather than the rapid pace he had seconds ago.

Lifting your head to let your hair fall back, you hum, “Mmm.. I dunno.”

“Please,” he whimpers again, “I can’t hold it. I wanna cum- are you gonna make me beg?” There’s a spark of amusement on his face, almost smiling. He loves this.

Giggling, you moan low as you shift your hips, shaking. “Mmmh… I should. Should I?”

He whines, “God, you’re cruel.” He’s panting, near breathless, “It’s so hard to hold it, it hurts,” his fingers press into your hips, holding like a lifeline.

“‘m so warm, aren’t I? So wet, feels so good on your cock, don’t it?” You’re taunting him, playing with the control you have.

His eyes roll back, “Y/N-” he chokes out, gasping. Neediness is clear in his voice, “I’ve been so good.. haven’t I been good?”

He’s got this begging thing down pretty well, you have to admit.

“Mmm.. you have.. I’m just havin’ fun..” You smile, kissing his cheek. You roll down harder, slower, “Mmm.. you feel good, reach all the spots I can’t get by myself..”

“Y/N..” He’s begging, so desperate, eyes shiny as he gazes up at you. “What do you want me to do? I’ll do whatever, whatever you want..”

“Touch me. Make me cum and then you can, but not a moment before. Can y’do that Charlie?”

It’s a miracle you’ve lasted this long, and in reality it won’t take much to shove you over the edge.

His eyes light up at your suggestion, “Yes..” he pants out. “Yes, yes yes yes,” he whines, head tipping back, hips rutting up slow with a moan. One hand leaves your hips, smoothing over your lower stomach and his thumb finds your clit, slick and swollen as he circles it.

He’s so cute. With that pleading look on his face, eyes muddled with lust, you’ve never seen him quite like this before and it’s fascinating.

“Oh.. Y/N..” his voice is so soft and sweet, “feels so-.. so.. I’m close. I can’t hold it!”

“Well you’re gonna have to. Make me cum first.” You’re crooning, hands finding the arm of the couch behind him for stability. You’re just sounding a little mean on purpose, though you’re ready to cum right this second, coil tightening up.. up.. up.

“You’re almost there, aren’t you?” He pleads, trying to instigate an orgasm from you. It comes out desperate unlike the other times when he’s taunted you whilst asking something like that, teasing.

A happy moan escapes you as you grin, “Ohh fuck. Yeah, just be a good boy ‘nd hold it okay? Just- almost there, keep rubbing my clit.”

“I’m- I’m trying-”

Charlie sounds completely helpless in his pleading, thumb circling your clit in the same motions, same speed, knowing just how you like it. His own hips fuck up, pushing in deep, gasping. He’s trying to be good though, doing his best. His eyes flick back up, almost shiny with wetness.

“Y/N- I don’t know if I can- ‘m gonna cum!”

You just grin at him, meanly, hips rolling down to match his movements. You’re right there, right on the cusp of orgasm.

“Please- please, please let me-! Y/N!”

Thankfully, his sobbing noises send you over the edge. Groaning out, you curl into him, jerking down roughly as you cum. It takes your breath away, his cock throbbing as he cums instantly right after you clench on him. “Oh- my fucking- go on baby, c’mon.”

He feels euphoric, so overwhelmed by pleasure that the permission almost didn’t register in his brain as he spurts in you, he almost feels like he’s gonna black out.

You can hear him sob out a sound of pure relief, arms looping around your torso and burying his face in your tits. His lips mouth at your skin, gasping, panting, whimpering like a wounded puppy dog.

“Y/N-” he whines, “Oh God.. Y/N..”

“I got you-” One arm curls around him, cradling his head as the other rubs his back, brows knitting together with the sensitivity of it all. “Fuck.. there y’go.. my good boy..”

He whimpers with your words. His arms hug you tight, nuzzling into your skin, panting hard. “‘m your good boy..” he whimpers, as if confirming to himself, sobbing in relief as he lets himself melt against you. He feels like he can’t physically get close enough.

You rock back and forth with him, shushing softly, petting his mostly dry hair now. There’s a big mess of slick and cum between you both, but that can be taken care of in a few minutes. “Good boy.. good boy..”

Charlie just lets himself feel the last of that intense pleasure. He gives out soft noises, lips pressing kisses to your cleavage, anywhere he can reach. “My Y/N..”

His voice is nothing more that a himper, so slow and almost sad. Sad with the way he whines out your name, nuzzling into your skin.

“Hey.. hey.. y’okay?” You tilt down, cradling his face to make him look at you.

Charlie practically weeps at the sight of you. As if he’s so overwhelmed, too much for him to handle. He just keeps clinging to you, hands grabbing onto you so tightly it nearly hurts.

“I love you.. love you so much..” he sniffles. He’s never felt so helpless, mind crashing down after his orgasm.

“Oh- honey.. I love you.” You respond back, holding him to your chest and rocking you both back and forth some more. His cock is still deep in you, twitching with the movement as cum leaks from your stuffed hole.

Your touch keeps him grounded, sniffling, “I’m sorry.. I don’t know what’s the matter with me..”

You get it. “Hey.. ‘s okay.. I know.” You reassure him, kissing his head. “It’s happened to me too.. y’just get so overwhelmed ‘cause you feel so good, cared for.” You giggle at a memory, “Remember that first night I called you Daddy and I cried like a baby?”

Charlie lets out a soft laugh at that, even if he’s still breathing a bit shaky. “How could I forget?” He teases a little, blinking away the tears in his eyes, almost trying to thank you for the distraction the memory provides.

“That’s.. that was intense.. feeling so- so vulnerable..” He admits, sniffling, but he feels better.

You’re glad he came out of it so fast, not that you mind caring for him. “I know.. but I trust you so much that I can let go of myself now when I need to. And.. I know this was supposed to just be for fun but, I wanna be that for you too if you want it again..” You mumble, tilting your head down to him.

He almost sighs with relief, content. At the reassurance of you trusting him, and that you’d like to be that for him too. He’s never felt like that before, but you kept him grounded so well.

“I’d like that..” he whispers, smiling a little.

Shifting, he groans as he feels the mess where you’re connected. Peeking down, he looks back up at you with a little grin, “We should probably get up..”

Giggling, you nod, “Mm.. yeah..”

Then, an idea pops in your head, little lightbulb going off as you grin. Wiggling your hips, cunt sensitive and clenching on him, “Wanna get down there and clean me up?”

You start leaning back, as if you’re going to move off of him and lay down. “Yeah?” Charlie purrs, grinning, moving to crawl overtop you.

“It’d be my pleasure.”

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[daetko]

mutual headcanons . . .

talia note ; you guys … i wrote this at 4am so this is 100% half yapping but my mutuals on twt did this for me and i was like. omg . tumblr oomfs ur next. also math is kicking my ass so im bringing up multiplication hcs for everyone

@miyamoratsumuu — top of the class & class pres/have some major rule in school. you probably have a really cute smile like the one where ur lips don’t shut fully there’s like space that shows ur teeth a lil & i hc u have chest length hair too ,, you REALLY love youtube video essays probably, lego enjoyer & u 101% like/d kpop, i can see u liking nct and cravity so vividly,,, you also carry chapstick around with you everywhere though you don’t need it but u always end up finishing it somerhow. you’re OKAY at multiplication like you’re not the best but 100% not the worst. Biochem have to be ur favorite subjects (after art) i refuse to believe otherwise. u LOVE white shirts, u dress so nice and have those shirts w the little girl drawings on them, u also are somehow SOMEHOW the type of kid to fake cough infront of a smoking stranger to make them feel bad. squint & you’ll see the vision i’m implying n you 100% have perspective glasses ur supposed to wear but u never wear them, & lastly you have a tiktok account with you lip syncing

@rueclfer — ouhhhh rue i hc ur such a smartass at school like no one expects it but u get SUCH GREAT grades holy shit also ur a SMOKER. Oomf smokes (possibly weed and very rarely cigs) smoker. or u own atleast two dispos trust i know. also you really liked the tooth fairy as a kid and somehow she disappointed you and that’s where ur villain arc started . Atleast 3 dead pet fishes. u also really like zootopia. also probably tried getting into kpop at some point and failed miserably… you are willing to defend cheese sandwiches with your life too. human multiplication machine somehow, or really bad at it. you owe atleast 2 pairs of jorts & those baggy brown/black colored overly comfy oversized jackets that have these little doodles / stars on them & wire headphones, atleast 2 ear piercings and a septum , your screen time is 50% pinterest or twittwe

@loveriotss — lighting mcqueen defender ( i think u probably wanted the car bed / had it at some point) & car enjoyer … you’d love f1 . you watch sam and colby religiously (same) and u LOVEEEE old katy perry songs. u had a marshmallow / selena gomez phase in middle school & you used to have braces in elementary/middle school. you’re either ginger or a really light brown haired person, if u say black or dark brown i will actually be surprised. your aura color is 100% green with a hint of purple (i don’t know much about this but u just give that vibe) you play sims 4 too and really REALLY enjoy lasagna & multiplication (though you’re not the best at it). you’re also like REALLY scared of sneaking your phone in to school (let’s say it’s not allowed) and you were brave enough to do that for once and boom it’s like a cr4ck addiction you can’t stop bringing it to school w u until one day u get caught and they call your mum to school ,,, also u either violate the dress code or dress modestly no inbetween— and did i mention u have SO MANY racer jackets holy shit even if it’s those basic bershka ones

@poetlus / @lunatiqez — mina ashido and bokuto kotaro if they had a fusion of both of their personalities. oomf you LOVE LOOOVEE dresses so much like i wouldn’t be surprised if that’s half ur closet & u also have a bookshelf in your room probably with so many books you haven’t touched since u bought. probably got a scooter for christmas at some point. one of your many pillows on your bed probably has a floral print & your room is BIG LIKE HUGE there’s so much space left despite your huge ass closet. u probably own merch of stuff you USED to like and don’t anymore ,, you also enjoy ramen from restaurants like no tomorrow & you stick ur tongue out at every minor inconvenience (twin ). you also cannot do multiplication, you really hate math but you like to write in the notebook. you’re BLONDE. that’s BLONDE OOMF. or atleast light brunette. you’re like 5”4 too shit maybe 5”3 aswell.. you also LOVE raves and parties & u can fuck up cake like a n expert especially vanilla & red velvet cake . Rip liv you would’ve loved dress to impress

@sepptember — ok so first of all you LOVE shrimp. and i mean LOVE LOVE and you’re okay w other seafood. u also like to add thinly sliced carrot to ramen which is actually goated btw and you’d k1ll someone if a bowl of katsu curry was on the line,, your fav subject is PROBABLY science ,, perhaps geology? maybe? i feel like you have too many stuffed animals and you probably collect those glass drinks lids too, you had a monster energy drink phase & kinned hitoka yachi at some point. you update your letterboxed multiple times a week & you do NOT play about true crime podcasts. bro, please, im begging you to get out your room and see your family. also i think u have a rlly nice room … like it’s either rlly acubi-ish or brown green & some dark colors and veins hanging from the ceiling, both ways aesthetically pleasing to look at !!!! multiplication goat btw

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Ok I know people get kind of up in arms about clothes for FOB genderbends but thinking about how they would all dress is one of my favorite parts of it? Like I think pete and patrick especially would have very interesting relationships with femininity, especially coming up in a misogynistic scene like 90s/00s hardcore. Bc when I look at pictures from early FOB shows, the girls you see there are dressed pretty much the same as the guys, like girls were THERE but I very much get the feeling that the safest way to exist in that scene as a girl was to be as guy-ish as you could, but taking it TOO far would get you shit for [being gay or trans or generally gnc, I dont want to use period-accurate language right now], and it REALLY gets interesting if you're overweight, not white, not straight, not cis, anything that sets you as a woman apart from the dominant cultural image of "a woman" in the USA. Patrick personally is may favorite to think about because Ive been the fat girl in nerdy guy spaces and Im also a fat woman in a pretty dude-heavy professional field, so I can project my experience onto girltrick all damn day? (1/?, Continued in another ask bc Im going to hit char limit soon I think)

this got long as hell and i also never got a part 2 so i hope this is relevant<3

i definitely get that, for patrick especially to have to really conform to being “one of the guys” and acting like such so she doesn’t get called things like difficult or bitchy, and that definitely makes an impact on how she dresses. especially as a fat girl and i’m also a fat woman, so a lot of what i wanted to wear was either too tight and rolled up my stomach or my pants didn’t fit, OR was so lowcut because my cup size was too big and nothing fit correctly, so it was wear the big boxy tee shirt or have my tatas on display for people to look at. patrick, as a fat woman who is maybe not the most conventionally attractive, would really have to straddle a line of fitting in with all of these gross boys for the sake of the band and not being disregarded as a sexless fat chick. of course then it goes into slut shame-y territory if she ever god forbid wore something cute that made her feel good. maybe girltrick doesn’t wear a lot of dresses or skirts early on, but maybe during soul punk she explored a little more and maybe that carries over post hiatus. girltrick would rock a maxi skirt. comfy as fuck

i think about pete too as a woman in the scene at the time having to kind of play into what guys around her expect of her as a more sexual being bc like you said the misogyny was rampant and the easiest way, like you said is to go along with it. pete irl got boiled down to this sex symbol so early in fob’s career and had his body plastered all over magazines for people to drool over. to a point, we know that pete also played the “bad boy” schtick up because it was new and sexy and aimed at teen girls, so then girlpete did that too. irl pete dressed sexy and wore eyeliner so fall out boy would catch eyes, and it worked. so does girlpete, to the same extent. of course because she’s a woman she’ll always be sexualized worse than irl pete ever could experience.

look at pete now, he’s all comfort wear. those fucking meat shoes that haunt my dreams. girlpete is shy too. she’s also very business savvy and, like irl pete, knows she’s hot. she wears sweatpants and sneakers when she’s out and about, and baby tees and low rise jeans on stage, and maybe her bra is visible and rocks a whale tail sometimes as was popular early on. she was probably harassed endlessly but she’s not ashamed of herself or her body and dresses to fit her needs - like pete did irl.

and maybe this is controversial but i don’t think girlpete would have leaned into a more butch or androgynous style because realistically, pete didn’t. the eyeliner was an act of rebellion which is totally cool and 100% but let’s not pretend he was really challenging any gender norms here. girlpete as a business woman knows how to market herself to the people that will matter, the people who buy fall out boy’s music.

i think people forget that like, at the end of the day they are still pete wentz and patrick stump. the intentions, timeline, lore, personality - it’s for the most part all the same, but i think when people don’t acknowledge that their experiences in the scene would be drastically different from irl pete and patrick, it’s disregarding the misogyny in the scene entirely.

and also i want to put them in a skirt and it’s fanfiction so i can do what i want<3 if anyone has anything to add, pls send me a msg i love talking about my girls<3

[hobaworld7]

KNJ - Teach me - pt2

pairing : reader x namjoon / unistudent!reader x teacher!namjoon / bestfriend taehyung, maybe he's in love with the reader, he doesn't know yet -and neither do i lol-

genre : forbidden relationship, teacher and uni student relationship, all consensual, both mature and over 21. the reader is a v!rg!n and kinda innocent. really a slowburn, it start to get into the real thing tho in this chapter. some romantic rapprochement you know winkwink

word count : almost 3k

warning : don't hookup with your teacher plz, this is just fiction, just don't do it okay AHHAHA

summary : NamJoon is a new teacher and you are the student president. He notices you after being late a few times in a month and he's trying to get your attention. You both feel an attraction but this is forbidden so you try to forget about it.

a/n : i could write a whole book just with the inspiration that turtleneck-namjoon is giving me. enjoy army. okay i'm lowkey really proud about where this story is going. it will have more then two part.

disclaimer : pictures from pinterest / namjoon isn't mine / just an imagine

READ PART ONE HERE

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''Hum, hey, I don't know who you are but Y/N just collapse in my arms, completely drunk. I saw your number on the back of her phone. Are you her boyfriend? Anyways, could you come get her. Her friends are all gone or fast asleep. Here is the address.''

Namjoon wasn't asleep yet. It was past midnight but he was relaxing while watching his favorite show on the couch. His cellphone was on the table in front of him, facing the wood. He was surprise to hear it buzzed at this hour. The thought of you needing him was enough to jump off the couch and grab it.

He read the text and got up to go grab some shirt to cover his naked chest before grabbing his key and leave his apartment. It was only fifteen minutes away. He put on some music and check his phone while driving to be sure you were still okay. When he arrives in front of the house, he grab a hat and some sunglass so the students doesn't recognize him. He turn off his car and walk to the door. Hearing the loud music, he understood that the party was till going on for a few of them. It was strange to see his student drunk and high, dancing or sleeping every where they could find a comfy corner. He recognize Taehyung on the couch, sleeping, the mouth open, completely black out. He walk around the house, to find you sitting outside, near the pool. He rushes over you.

-Namjoonie oppaaaaa. You're hereee.

You difficulty get up and tried to put your hand around his neck but the alcohol was quite running into your body so you loose balance. He rushes over you and wrap his hands around your hips and you fell against his chest. The sound of your laugh made his heart skipped a beat. Even your laugh was more than beautiful. You rest your dizzy head against him.

-I think, I think, I may have drink a littleee too much oppaaa.

A little chuckle leaves his lips. He help you stand up straight and walk you toward his car.

-I'm gonna bring you home okay? Can you tell me your address?

-Oppaaa, do you think I'm pretty? Because I think you are really sexyy. Oops, I think I shouldn't be saying things like that. But you now, Mr.Kim, when I see your arms though your shirt when you teach us, makes me want to take private lessons with you.

He stops his walk to look at you. You cheeks were burning red because of the alcohol and you were laughing uncontrollably. He had to take a deep breath and remembering you were drunk.

Since his first day teaching your class he notices you. The student president, always studying, these cute glasses on the point of your nose, the way your skirt was revealing your thigh when you cross your legs, everything about you made him crazy. He tried telling himself that he was a teacher and couldn't think that way. The age-gap wasn't too big and the way you were looking at him earlier this day. He had to take a hot and long shower as soon he got home, making sure to pleasure himself a bit because he couldn't get you out of his head. Since he was a responsable adult so he won't try anything on you tonight, but your confession made his heart skip a beat.

He helps you sit in the car and buckle your belt so you stay safe under his responsibility. You finally gave him your adresse and he was surprise to heard you were living alone.

-My dad left when I was young. It was only my mom and I but she got sick last year and died this summer. I was able to stay at this school since my situation but had to moved out on the other side of the city. That is why I was late quite a few times.

Your drunken confession surprises him. You shaky hand grab his.

-I'm alone. I'm alone and no one notice. Not even my friends.

You leaned your head on the window, keeping his hand in yours, fidgeting with his finger, lost in your thoughts. The more he drives, the more he realize you weren't living in a particularly safe neighbourhood. He let out your hand once he was park in front of your apartment building. You stumble out of his car, your sickness taking over your drunkness. You fell on your knees. He rushes out to reach you in time to grab your hair before you throw up on the street.

-That's... That's embarrassing.

You let out a little laugh and he grabs a napkin to wipe the corner of your lips.

-Y/N, are you okay to go inside or you need help?

-I think I-I can do it.

You get up but end up stumbling in your own feet. He grabs your arms, saving you once again to fall.

-I'll help you. Here, lay on me.

He put his arm around your waist and notice that you knee were scratch, bleeding a bit. He helps you into your apartment and once you're able to unlock the door, he enters with you. You were living in a small studio, not luxurious but it was comfy enough for you. You stumble to your bed and lay on it, your back on the soft comforter. NamJoon stays in the entryway. He'll just help you getting in bed and leave after, he told himself. He took off his shoes and walk towards you, kneeling in front of you. He gently took off your heels and put them by the door. He walk his way to the kitchen, wetting a tablecloth and walking back to you. You were already fast asleep. He gently rub your hurt knees and made sure to clean the scratches so it won't get infected. Finally, he put one of his arm around your back and the other under your knees so he could get you comfortable under the comforter. Once he was sure you were okay with a glass of water and an empty bucket on your night stand, he lock the door and went back to his place. He was happy knowing you were safe in your bed.

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On Monday morning, you were fully recover of your hangover. You did, indeed, remember everything that happen with Namjoon and the anxiety to see him today had keep you up all night. You put on your uniform and seeing the scratch on your knees, you decided to put on some knee-long socks to cover them. You grab your bag and left your apartment at 5 in the morning, making sure to not be late to class. Once you arrive at school you stop at the coffee shop and grab yourself breakfast and a coffee. Before leaving you thought about your teacher and decide to go back so you can buy him something to drink and eat as a way to say thank you for helping you Friday night. You weren't starting with his class, you had it at the end of the day, but you still walk in and put the food and coffee on his desk, writing a little note, signing with only your initial so others don't get suspicious.

The day went well, you were a little tired but the insane amount of caffeine you drink kept you up for the day. It was time for your last class. Namjoon's class. You joined your friends for the break and Taehyung wrap his arm around your waist.

-Sorry I couldn't get you home safely Friday. Were you able to get home safe?

-Yeah, I-I called an Uber and went home. And you?

-I woke up Saturday morning still buzzed but yeah.

Your friends laugh and you lay your head on Tae's shoulder, trying to get some rest before your last class start. He gently stroke your hair.

-Hey Y/N, what's with the sock? You never wore them. One of your girl friend said.

-I fell Friday night, my knees are all scratched.

You let out a little laugh and Taehyung put his hand on your thighs, putting down your sock a bit to see the state of your knees. They were still red and sore. Your teacher walks in front of you and you friends at this moment. Your cheeks went red and you rapidly put your sock back up.

-Mr.Kim is so hot right? I wish we could fucked our teacher without consequence.

You turn over to the friend that said that, surprise by her speech.

-Are-Are you serious right now? You want to fuck your teacher?

Your cheek start to burn a little but your friends didn't seem to notice the redness.

-Come on Y/N, every one had that fantasy at least once with a teacher!

Before you could answer, the bell rang, alerting you to start walking to your class. You say bye to your other friends but Taehyung stays by your side since you were in the same class. His arms around your waist, you enter the class. You could feel NamJoon's look on you. He let out a little cough and you took this sign to get away from Taehyung and sit at your designated place. Taehyung went to the back. The class went well. He started by teaching some grammar rules and after that you had an hour to work on an essay. You wrote almost half of it when you decide to lay your head on your desk to rest your eyes a bit. Unexpectedly, you quickly fall asleep.

The bell rings to notice the teacher and student that it was the end of the class. Before Taehyung could wake you up, Namjoon tell him to get closer so he could talk to him.

-I'm not leaving yet, I'll let her sleep a bit. I need to talk to her about the correction she did last week anyways. You can go.

He bowed respectfully and left the class. It was only you too now. As he said he let you sleep for an hour. He finished all your work and decide to come wake you up. He pulls a chair near your desk and at the tip of his finger, put your hair behind your ears. You mumble something in your sleep. He let out a little laugh and weakly say,

-Hey sleeping beauty, it's time to wake up now it's already 5pm.

You open your eyes, blinking a few time to adjust to the light. NamJoon continue stroking your hair.

-Did you sleep well? You fell asleep during class. Is your draft done? I need to take it and correct it tonight.

You look at the paper to see it only half done. You look up to NamJoon who has now lay back in his chair, crossing his arms on his chest. You bit your lips, staring at him in the eyes.

-Hum, if you can give me half an hour, I can get it done.

-Mh, perfect, I'll be at my desk.

He smiles and get up before walking to his chair. He sits down and start working on his computer for the next thirty minutes. When you finish your draft, you get up and walk to his desk. You stop in front of it and hold out your draft. He looks up and take your essay.

-Y/N, come here. He gave you a sign to come next to him.

You walk around and stop when your a few step away from his desk. He turns towards you and grab your hand, pulling you closer.

-Sit on the desk, Y/N.

-W-Why?

-I wanna look if you knees are healing right.

You hesitantly sit on the desk. He closes his laptop and put it away. You weren't in front of him and he didn't like that idea. He wanted you the nearest he could. He put his hand on your thigh and pull you towards him. You clench your legs together, your body heating up at the sensation of his hand on you.

-Can I look?

You nod and he slowly put down one of your sock after another. His finger slightly rubbing the side of your legs. A spasm runs trough your legs. He let out a little chuckle, proud to see you react under his touch.

-Are you okay Y/N?

-Hum, yes, I'm really okay Mr.Kim- Namjoon.

His eyes were still locked on your legs.

-And is it okay if I do this?

He slowly moves his hand up your bare thigh. A shiver runs through your body and you let out a little yes. He put up your skirt a bit and lean toward you to kiss the bare skin of your thigh. A little whimper get out of your lips out of surprise. The tension was heating up the room. He put his other hand on your left thigh. He slips his other hand between your legs to spread them a little. He looks up to your face. You were biting your lips, trying to control the sound that could possibly get out of your throat.

-N-No one ever touch me like this N-NamJoon.

-You've never been touched before Y/N?

You shyly nod your head.

-Tell me then if you want me to stop okay?

-O-Okay.

He wanted to devour you. Kiss all the part of your body and tear off all of your clothes so he could see your pretty naked body right now. He needed to be patient. He wanted to be gentle and not scared you off, especially with the confidence you just did. He was pleased to know he was the first man touching you, and he wanted it to mean something for you.

He put one of his hands around your waist and pull you so you could sit on his lap. When you suddenly feel his muscular thigh under yours, a little moan get out of your mouth. His hand then gently went up your back, leaving a trail of shivers against your spine. He finally grab the back of your neck, so he could pull your face closer to him. He smiles at the sight of your blushing cheek and put his lips against yours in a heated kiss. Your arms wrapping his neck, leaning closer to him to feel his chest against yours. You were hungry for his presence and his touch. His other hand were caressing your inner thigh, making your body shiver under his touch. He slowly rub his thumb on the already wet fabric of your painty. A spasm of pleasure crosses your body and you lean your forehead in the crook of his neck, letting out a little moan. You were so fragile between his hands and under his touches. He wanted to take you right here; right now. But it wasn't safe on a Monday might to fuck a student here. Especially not you since you already showed him how sensible you were under his touch. His hand then subtly reach your hips and rubbed circles on your waist as his mouth travel to your neck, kissing and slightly bitting your skin.Your eyes travel along his arms, silently admiring the way his muscle was shaped in his shirt, angling your head up towards him. You roll your hips on his crotch, feeling his moan vibrating against your skin.

-We can't- We can't continue this here baby.

Against his wishes, he distants himself a little so he can look at you in your eyes. His hands caressing your cheek.

-Not tonight, not here. They are still a lot of personal working, especially on Monday night.

You heard a knock on the door, thankfully Namjoon locked it and closes the blind subtly at the end of the class. He put his index up against your lips, giving you the order to stay silent.

-Yes, give me a minute, 'coming.

He lean towards you and whisper in your ears.

-Go to your desk and work on your essay. And straighten your skirt baby girl.

He helps you get off his laps and gently smack your ass before you go sit at your desk, pretending working on your essay. He walk to the door and open it.

-Sorry I have a student redoing today's assignment, is it important?

You subtly heads up to see the principal in the doorframe.

-No it's not, just wanted to remember you about the teacher's reunion tomorrow night. Work well Y/N.

He smiles at you and you bowed your head to the director. He left the class and Namjoon closes the door.

-Get your things baby girl, I'll drive you home, it's getting late.

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SEE YOU AGAIN IN PART 3!

[siriuslysatorusimping]

What is Rinko's style? I've always pictured her in athleisure but I'm curious about what you imagine her in! And what does her uniform look like?

Hi sweet Anon!

I LOVE THIS QUESTION!! I would LOVE to know what people picture when they think of Rinko 🤔

I'll put my response below the cut 😊

If you haven't already, you can read Another Level on AO3 :)

You're really not that far off!! Athleisure definitely feels right to me!!

We'll start with her uniform:

Her uniform includes the standard dark blue Jujutsu Tech jacket with a high collar. Under that, she typically wears a t-shirt or tank top, depending on the weather! During the summer, she has a jacket that's made of a lighter-weight material. But she'll also occasionally wear short-sleeved button-up blouses.

For her pants, I picture a mix of joggers/harem pants that are kinda similar to what Mai wears! Think of the kind of pants free runners wear. I also picture her wearing dark hightop sneakers or boots for ankle stability.

Casual wear:

Rinko likes to be comfy and functional. She doesn't like super tight clothing, primarily on her upper body, because it limits her movement and she hates feeling restricted.

Leggings and joggers are her go-to on days off, for sure, because they're soft and comfy! I like to think the cargo joggers because they have pockets.

Sweaters are a big favorite (i.e. Gojo's sweaters that she steals) and think casual button-ups that she wears open over t-shirts or tank tops because they're loose.

Dates

These are when Rinko will bust out the dresses and cute jeans!

Think mid-thigh/knee-length sundresses or wrap dresses 😊 during the winter it's sweater dresses. She likes low-ish heels because they're cute while still functional. And ankle boots as well!

During the colder months, she'll also wear jeans and a cute, comfy sweater!

I feel like I went off the rails but 🙃 oh well

[jwowwsboobs]

is there any particular outfit piece that ur looking 2 get/is on your wishlist? if so what is ur plan with it & where would u wear it to

the most specific outfit piece ive looked 4 was a leather harley davidson halter top which i found THIS YEAR after abt a year n 1/2 of watching ebay listings n waiting but usually i try not to focus too much on super duper specific items of clothing cuz ill get fixated n do nothing else BUT look 4 it ... most of what i like is just casual clothing, jeans, tank tops n shirts cuz i do literally 3 things: eat, sleep, thrash, repeat. kidding LOL but i really just like being comfy. i do have a couple pieces like my beloved harley top tht i bust out 4 parties n that sorta thing (wore it when i played my last show lol) but other than that ... i am kickin it in my dirty ass sneakers jeans n a tank top LOL !! i always always always keep my eyes peeled 4 things tht remind me of my favorite parts of fashion from the 70s n mid/late 2000s (well like. 2003-12 tbh its not exactly pure mid 2000s cuz of my love 4 jersey shore n their clothes) !! that being said. the top 3 like...pieces im always keeping an eye n an ear 2 the ground (ebay) 4: (read more cuz there r pics <3)

lowrise jeans w fun things on the back pockets / butt, like these super cute jeans from red pepper !!

i love love love the look of big patches on jeans esp in the back i feel like its so playful n fun n a little sexy !! i dont like highrise jeans which totally bums me out cuz most of the flares i find / see r high rise n i exclusively wear flared jeans LOL ... like i said most of my style is pretty casual i am not usually putting in a ton of effort 2 look put 2gether n cute n whatever literally i just throw on jeans n a shirt i got at a show n call it a day but having jeans tht hv exciting details like this get me thru life fr <3 my favorite pair r my flame flares which u cn kind of see in my avi but some better pics r below. i wore out th first pair of them (below) n had 2 make another one but they r literally like. iconic 4 me im almost never not wearing thm. wearing them rn even !

2. vintage band shirts 4 bands tht i cant/wont see in concert ... rn the shirt ive been lusting after is this dope ass etown concrete (BEST JERSEY HARDCORE BAND WILL FIGHT 2 DEATH ON THIS) shirt thats got fuckin mike "the situation" on the back n it says "JERSEY CORE" on the front in the jersey shore font. i am literally so obessed w it u dont get it ... im praying itll still b on ebay in a couple months so i cn get it 4 my bday cuz i am. not prepared 2 drop 124 on a fucking tshirt. yet. but i will. i am not sharing pics cuz i am very paranoid someone will buy it out from under me so i am #gatekeeping. i promise its sick as fuck tho

3. nearly anything thts sort of r bikerish whether tht b theyre vintage or reprinted harley davidson shirts (like my BELOVED "put something exciting between yr legs" tank top) or just from a brand thts demographic is bikers (anjill or not has some CUTE jeans tht im infatuated w!! look at these blinged out jeans like omggggg ... so sad theyre out of the ones w angel wings on the back but honestly idrc im sure theyll come back lol)

4. pretty much anything they were wearing on jersey shore ... ed hardy, rush couture, affliction, yoga pants, furry boots, shirts w obnoxious sayings on them ... great 4 daily life, 4 shows ... rush couture is my fav honestly, i like the tracksuits they hv on their site rn but hvnt bought one yet n honestly probably wont 4 a while from the state of my bank account 😭😭 oopsie! but anyway yeah ed hardys great n all but ppl charge wayyyy too much 4 those jeans n same w affliction its so . ugh !!

5. n speaking of things ppl overcharge 4 ... of course. juicy couture anything !!!!!!! ive been on the hunt 4 an (affordable! please god) hot pink juicy tracksuit like the kind paris had in the 2000s just 2 lay around the house in LOL but im also carefully watching out 4 a daydreamer or just any of their cute bags cuz i love purses but i am pretty picky abt my juicy cuz its SO expensive. kinda hv 2 b tho n its worth it 2 b

thts kind of all i can think of. usually when i pop in the thrifts i look 4 shit like belts or necklaces or rings tht i dig but i cant wear rings or jewelry very much anymore cuz im either 1) at school or work (no jewelry policy <\3) 2) at house parties/shows moshing 3) laying in my bed recovering LMFAO. i also love looking 4 cheap cowboy hats cuz i LOVE a cowboy hat n i usually always end up giving it away 2 someone at a party or a gig LOL currently all out of cowboy hats but im gonna get some in january probably . idk. need 2 save my money LOL !!