#but i dont really want to see a guy scratch his dick all day

[cryptic-cryptid]

if theres one good way to know I actually pass its a guy automatically referring to me masculine, not recognizing that a time sheet might belong to me bc it has a girl name on it, and scratching his fucking dick around me lmao

[princessbrunette]

pervyneighbor!rafe mixed w innocent!reader fhfufj .. imagine he's scarin off guys that leave her apt, workin behind the scenes to make sure he's the only man in her life she'll need. sabotaging friendships or relationships even. gettin a real ego boost outta her walkin across to his door like :((( the shower's broken again n i dunno how to fix it .. - 🍓

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the funniest thing is he acts like it’s a total inconvenience to him because he’s such a brat at his core, not sure how to express the softness he feels towards you without being a dick about it.

he feels like he’s hit the jackpot when he gets a knock at his door — opening to find you, a little damp, wearing a silk robe so thin that your hard nipples poke right through. you suck on a swollen bottom lip, eyes all worried and nervy.

“and what seems to be the problem today?” he leans on the doorframe, glancing behind you to see if his dad was lurking about anywhere before back at your sweet face.

“i’m really sorry to bother you, but my shower suddenly turned cold and won’t turn warm again. m’not sure what happened.” you huff and he nods slowly, scratching his cheek.

“and… you don’t have the phone number of a single handyman who can fix that shit for you, s’what you’re tellin’ me.” he licks his lips making you press your thighs together beneath your robe. you could have called a plumber sure — but you didn’t like letting strange men into your home when no one was around. you knew rafe — and he always looked after you.

“just trust you more…” you look down at your fluffy pink slides, awkwardly wiggling painted toenails as you await an answer. he smirks when you look away, knowing he’s always got you right where he wants you.

“damn right. lemme uh, lemme come take a look, yeah? probably something fixable.” he leads you back to your house with a hand on your back— just a step behind you so that he could see the way the skin of your damp ass cheeks cling to the silk fabric of the robe, the movement of them clear beneath their cloak.

he moves you aside to take a look at your shower, fiddling about with things, occasionally walking over to the boiler before you hear a small “ah.” and the water runs once more, steam eventually apparent.

“rafe! you’re so smart! what did you do?” you grin.

“dont worry about what i did alright— y’see this? dont turn this lever anymore. doesn’t work, thats what broke it. alright, sweetheart?”

“thank you rafe!” you wrap your arms around his neck, warm tits pressing to his chest through the silk. if he just pulled the string keeping it together, you’d be totally exposed. he feels his cock bloat at the thought.

“yeah, yeah. you don’t call anyone else if you’ve got trouble in here. okay? i’m your guy.”

“you’re my guy.” you repeat softly, before staring pensively at the shower. “would you mind staying? just incase it breaks again when i’m showering…” you pout and he huffs out a chuckle of disbelief through a smirk. you had to be messing with him.

“i’ll be just outside. yeah?”

you keep the door ajar, a perfect gift for him to peep through the gap into the mirror, seeing you lather your soft body through the steamy glass of the shower door. one of these days you were gonna pay for teasing him like this.

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[rockstvrdotcom]

❁ // YANDERE! EYELESS JACK SFW + NSFW HCS

synopsis: ej is sosososoosoososooo inlove with you— literally fell for u the second he saw u and he knew he couldn't let anyone else have you

that jtk yandere hcs request sparked smth in me..

tw/cw: noncon, stalking, kidnapping, ej has multiple tongues lol, begging, overstimulation, rough sex, ej gives u brain 😛, dumbification.. (i think), marking, being tied up, breeding kink

SFW

- you had caught ej on his mission, you were a heavily trained cia member and were often assigned to serial killers; he was much more stronger than you. he easily overpowered you and knew he couldn't let you go.

- but he didn't want to kill you, he was taken aback by your beauty. he brought you back to the mansion and held you captive, caring for you no matter what profanities you spat at him, or how many times you uselessly throwed punches and scratched his face.

- called you stupid but cute lil pet names— sometimes just straight up called you pet. calls you sweetheart, darling, my love, angel, princess; all of that cute corny stuff.

- loves to see you in his shirts, forces you to wear them even if its just a simple plain black shirt.

- gets furious whenever you mention leaving him or the mansion, or when you mention that you have a life and a boyfriend to go back to. he doesn't tell you he's already killed your boyfriend— and everybody else close to you, he's afraid you'll hate him forever. he screams at you, telling you that all you need is him and nothing else.

- if you ever mention leaving him or ever mention your family, job, or boyfriend; he'll sometimes leave you isolated for days (or something else..) no food nor water, chained up to your shared bed. he shows you how life would really be like if you didn't have in.

- totally accidentally killed your boyfriend, cooked him and fed him to you.. to this day you still have no idea.

- very attentive

NSFW

- whenever you mention leaving him or mention anything outside of your life with him, he'd typically leave you in a dark room for days with nothing. but on special occasions.. he'll bend you over the bed and fuck you senseless, making you chant his name. he pounds into you until the only thing on your mind is him; and how much you love him.

- loves to make you beg for him during sex. or just anywhere- it makes him so hard when you beg in a whiny voice and look up to him, pleading. (he towers over you).

"fuck... jack, please slow down. it's too much—" he cuts you off by putting his hand around your throat. you can't remember how many times you've orgasmed already. you sobbed; in both pleasure and overstimulation. you feel him throbbing inside of you, and it feels like heaven.

"i won't stop until you admit that you are mine, my love."

- eats you out.. alot. literally almost every day. hes obsessed with the taste of you. your legs are almost always hoisted up onto his shoulders while he uses his tongues to pleasure you in a way you've never felt before.

- his dick is 7 inches dont play w me.

- obsessed with tying you up, also likes to carve, draw or tattoo his name/initials on you; especially on your thighs, ass and sometimes right above or next your pussy. it's his way of showing you that you belong to him— and so does your cunt.

- has a very prominent breeding kink. constantly talks about putting his babies in you so you can't ever leave him.

your hands were tied to the headboard of your guys' bed, the bed creaking; it sounded as if it was about to crack. ej was deep inside of you, grunting and growling like a feral animal. his teeth were sunken into your neck as he endlessly talked about cumming inside of you and you won't ever be able to leave him if you have his kids.

"you'll be the perfect mother, sweetheart." 💗

- loves to fondle with your tits and grip at your thighs. it's his favorite part of your body; he often leaves marks all over them or writes/carves his name onto them.

- during sex, he's either making love to you or fucking you so hard you're unable to walk for days. when you've made him happy or anything else he would typically praise you for, it's as sweet and romantic as it could possibly get. when you've made him upset or angry? your left on the bed with his cum leaking out of your pussy, your legs so unbelievably sore.

- makes you cockwarm him while he's doing 'work'. he loves the feeling of your warm walls around his cock.

i hope u guys enjoyed this one! tips/writing advice is very appreciated!

[carpenoctemnyx]

Every single little moment in NPMD in order that just scratches my brain in the best way. I mean tbh the whole show does, but these moments are what the tism is grasping onto.

(WARNING: Its a LOT of moments, so theyre all under the cut since the post is so fuckin long)

"And I can survive it for only so long"(all of them)

The "im so fucking dead" from the ensemble during steph and pete's convo

"'CHEATER!!' 'OH GOD BUTT OUT CHASITY!!'"

"My melody! My melody! My melody"

"AWOOO! AWOOO! RAWR!"

"Grace just be cool! NEVER!"

"Im so fucking dead! YEAH!!"

"No! I wanna be invisible! Then why do you come to a public school dressed in suspenders and a fuckin bow tie?"

"Sycamore? I'd rather starve to death."

"Oh my god!! YOU'RE Micro-Peter! Oh, god."

"This outfit it the tapestry of my trauma!"

"Anyone every do this? *snap* Every damn day. My titties are tenderized!"

"It's polish."

"Spankoffski! Who are you running from? Ehh."

"He's straight ahead!"

"You wont defeat his kind. Never look in the eye. He's a literal monster!"

"Everyone knows how he BANGS!"

"He roars, and we cry, hes the reason with no why. He's a literal monster! A damn literal monster!"

"It's 3rd period, Shit-lips. I gotta get to remedial algebra."

"I never intended to walk through your hallway. Ohhh well theres a difference between intent and impact."

"FUCKNUGGET!!"

"Haha YEAH! NO dumbass!"

"Ohhh sorry! Fresh out of your favorite food! I guess im just gonna have to flick it!"

"Ohhhh a two bagger? Hahahaha! Whats a two bagger?"

"Oh!! That's so sick bro! Thats so fuckin funny! PYAHHH *punch sound*"

"Get him up!! Get this fucker up!!"

"Now deposit this trash in the nearest receptacle."

"Haha haha hahaha! Spunk! You're funny."

"*appalled* carry my books!?"

"Chasity, come on! You're breakin my balls."

"You dont know me very well, do you??"

"Watch some p0rn! You'll see! Tell me im wrong dirty girl. Dont call me that!"

"My little dirty girl *that one audience member OHHH*"

"And his name is Jesus Christ!"

"Forbidden fruit, dick hole!"

"You can leave, but you wont, stay in your seat!"

max's lil dance when hes singing "better leave your hopes behind no ones gonna stop me" that leads into that lil airplane arms move

also including the dance move with kyle "you wont defeat his kind, never look in the eye"

"You can watch as i rise! I will claim what is mine!"

"Learn to multi-task!"

"Well, well. If its not my october surprise."

"Stephanie, please, I'd like to have an intelligent conversation with you. In other words, shut up."

"Hooow ominous"

"Hey that looks like my... phone. It is."

"Please daddy?"

"NOO!! *dives forward and shoves hand in the way* Did you just put your hand BETWEEN the hammer and the phone??? ...yeah..."

How... am i supposed to study withOUT LISTENING TO SPOTIFY!?!? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?? YOU'RE KILLING ME WITH WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! If only, Stephanie. If only."

"This project's on thermo-dynamics. What the fuck are you talking about?"

"God! I just want someone to touch me! Anyone, PLEASE! Jesus! Calm down Ruth."

"Somebody walks to the office with Stephanie LauTer and suddenly he's Stefan Urquelle."

The way Richie Says peTe and uuusing you

"What was it like when she touched your arm? DID YOU CUM??? Ruth! Quit it!"

The way Richie says peTeR

"I'll never hold the real Rei and Asuka in my arms"

The way Pete says "Sorry!" To Ruth when his phone is ringing

The way Richie says TelemArkeTer

"NANI!?!?" *Ruth and Richie creeping towards Pete*

"What is she saying? What the FUCK is she saying!?"

"Oh my god!! Oh my god!! What's the matter with you guys!?"

"WEEOO WEEOO!!"

"I'm actually the smart one in the group, if you can believe that."

"Really Ruth? A star wars analogy? Need i go into why Attack On Titan is superior in EVERY possible way!?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Excuse me? Uh, not you. Just these two FUCKING nerds that wont leave me alone."

"They dont call it a cram session for nothing! Watch some p0rn! You'll see!"

"You're telling me I gotta be funny, AGAIN? I didnt do it on purpose the FIRST time!"

The way Richie says opportunity. It sounds like opportudidy

"Thats your perspective"

"Oh whoa whoa oh"

Then again im deranged"

"What if people see me as someone other than who I am"

"If i can finally be cool i will know that im not a loser!"

"I'm the ruler!"

"OHHHH! *crowd cheers* SHUT UP!"

"EUGH!! So you're a POOR piece of shit then?"

"Well im sick of your sh-sh-shit"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP JASON!!"

"I dont give a fuck what she said! I did not consent to this rendez-voos!"

"I decide if Kyle can date Brenda. *turns to Jason* The answer's still no... by the way!"

"I willed it into existence"

"Im your God. Now on your knees, bitch. It's time to say your fuckin prayers! *cuts to the Chasitys* Amen!"

"Mmm, that house. What's wrong with it? Its haunted. Everyone says so."

"DAD GROSS!!"

"Mom will you pass the butt stuff? The butter. Butter. Will you pass the butter? Eheh I just want some head and butter. BREAD! BREAD! Bread and butt sex to go with this big shaft of meat im gonna choke down. Ohhhh boy. Oh criminy!"

"And theyre flyin reaaal low today"

"Some big, dumb, sexy, sweaty, hooot, football star"

The way Grace says "Hello??" When fantasy Max is calling her name

"Im hungry, and here you are brewing up a big ol' pot of dirty girl soup *siffs aggressively* ahhhh! My favorite!"

"You call my bath water dirty girl soup? This is wrong! This is sooo wrong"

"I know!" *max rips off his jacket and the crowd screams*

"I love... to FUCK!"

The entirety of Dirty Girl Soup song but extra extra emphasis on certain parts

"Hey boo, daddy needs a little of that dirty soup"

"You're lookin all filthy like, you know its wrong i know its right"

"I'll never ever tell ya to behave i am expecting you to be-betray me"

"Ima love you all night long" including Max's lil hip thing

"Oh! Dirty dirty girl wont you sing for me wont you love me like you dont care. (all of these esp the ones with Grace)

"Hey brute"

"Its clear you never stepped in a classroom" including Grace's lil dance move here

The way Grace says School

"For shame. I am expecting you to be-behave" including Grace's lil dance move here too

"On your knees pray along, if you wanna last until dawn"

And then the dirty dirty girl section including the dance

"RAH-AHH" *hand wave thing* and the second one of this too

"Got me hungry for more. Hungry for more."

"Im a im a im a good girl x4 WHO ON OCCASSION GETS DIRTY!!"

Again cue the dirty dirty girl bit + dance

Grace's lil shaky moan thing after "poisons the air"

"Damn these wandering hands! Damn these sinful loins!"

"This is a no-moan household!"

".....I'll get the plunger...."

"Girl! That must be so embarrassing for you."

"Standing up the mayor's daughter like he's got no fucks to give? Not gonna lie. Thats really sexy."

"Oh my god! The fucking bowtie kid??"

"Hey uh... dweeb! *both Richie and Ruth respond* yeah?"

"Oh shes touching meee! Luckyyyy!"

"Its better than i even imagined" *cute lil twirl*

"And what, pray tell, may that be, Stephanie?"

"God, you suck, Grace."

"Isn't this like breaking and entering? Im not breaking anything. My dad's the realtor!" *jingles keys*

"Hacked em to bloody bits!"

"PottyPants? How about PissyPants? Im not comfortable with the plan if it involves that kind of language."

"Im not comfortable with this place. Its not structurally sound."

"Don't bully me!"

The whole Bully the Bully song but extra extra emphasis on specific parts

Grace's lil snap and spin moment

"Petey gonna jump on out" *Pete's lil move here*

Ruth saying "we're gonna cut off his nips!" And then Richie's lil shimmy move

"Ahhhhahhhh"

"Richie the whole point is that its in the dark! Well then im gonna have to shoot the whole thing in a wide, and its gonna look like shit!"

"No! We're gonna be cool beans. We're gonna keep the beans cool. We're gonna gonna keep the beans, beans the cool, keep the beans, the cool, keep the beans, bean school. Beans school? Excellent!"

"I still wanna talk.... Hello...? Hello....? Hello? Who was that? My boyfriend! Sounded like a telemarketer. Okay, my EX boyfriend."

"You're the best friend ive ever had. Oh thats sad. I think im in love with you. Okay..." *walks away*

"Am i reading as ghost, or Lin Manuel Miranda?"

"You kinda look like that homeless guy from downtown. Ohhh. But that could still work, he gets pretty scary sometimes."

Ruth's lil butt wiggle

"I mean you could just hit it and quit it, bro! Yeah... I dont want to though... You're fuckin useless pete!"

When Max walks up and burps and says "i gott piss" and this does a cute lil bouncy move

"Oh shiiiit. Wheres that creepy music comin from?"

"do it alfuckinready"

"Who's there? Maaaaax Jagermannn. WHAT!?"

"Oh shit! Oh fuck! Its a fuckin ghost!"

"Its time to stop running!" *chugs bear and smashes the can on his head and yeets it, then puts up his fists* "float over here ghost,* starts punching the air* im gonna kick your fucking ass!"

"Uhhh you cant fight me im an etheral being soooo... we'll see about that. Ima make you say boo-hoo, bitch! *charges at pete and pete runs away screaming* YESSSS I MAKE THE DEAD RUN IN FEAR!!! I AM JAGERMAAAAAN!!! I AM GOOOOD!!!! GOOO NIGHTHAWKS!!!"

*skele-ruth runs ins and does her lil scream thingy* "oh shit! Oh fuck! I didnt think there'd be a skele'en here! Im so fucking scared of skele'ens! Maybe i should just run! Where, Max?? Back home so Dad can call you a little cuck?? Can't even fight off one lousy skele'en?? No! I got not choice! Hey, Skele'en! I got a bone to pick with you, bitch!"

"It's working for me! He's sooo violent!"

Ruth's lil yelp after steph tells max to stop

"Steph we cant have a party here! This place is hella haunted!"

"It's all a prank. A trick to scare the shit out of you cuz you deserve it. What??? You're telling me you nerds put this whole thing together just for me? Wow. I though you guys hated me. But thanks. This was really great. You're not pissed? Oh! Are you kidding?? Nonono this is like THE nicest thing anyone's ever done for me."

"Ohhhh! And the skele'en. Oh. That was really special" *Max bows to Ruth*

"Look what you fuckin nerds made me do! I pissed my fucking pants! ....mission accomplished???" *Pete signaling to cut it out and Ruth and Grace behind him like wtf Richie*

"This wasnt murder! And it wasnt an accident! It was an act of God!"

"Oh yeah! Like thats gonna hold up in court! He was smote!"

Grace's snap and spin again and Richie groaning "oh nooo shes snapping again!!"

"We're gonna hack all his limbs off! Did you say hack all his limbs off?? Yeah! We're gonna hack all his limbs off!"

"You want me to films this!?!?!?!"

"Aaahhhahhhh"

"Thank god Max is gone. Wasnt he your friends?? YEAAAAHHHH but he forbade me from dating, AND he wrecked my dad's Ski-Doo. FUCK that guy."

"Good news! You passed the test?? With flying colors! Oh-ho! Aaaaaa C+"

"Ya know, this is really your C+. Oh... Steph... you can keep it. It'd really bring down my GPA."

"No, Jagerman doesnt let nerds go to footba-... huh... you know maybe i will."

"Go, go Nighthawks! We'll take the fight unto the victors go the spoils! Go, go Nighthawks! We're taking flight we are the leaders and the royals! AHH-AHH!" Including the lil bird wing flappy thing

"N! I-G! H-T! AHH-AHH! KS!"

And the dudes in the background goin "Night! Hawks! Night! Hawks! Fly!"

"Fuuuck you Clivesdale go get fucked! You're fuckin losers, and we'll kill you! Kill your ass!"

They're my bros for life!"

Richie struggling to take off the mascot costume

"Ohhh. I remember what /I/ said. Do you? You FUCKIN NERD?"

"That aint good news for you, ya bitch"

"You shouldve joined the smoke club, you nerdy prude! NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE! *cue Jon bein fuckin goated at imitating a levitation* Nerdy prudes must diiiie!"

"I want you to repeat after me. Okay... Who will pray for me? Who will pray for me? When im gone? When im gone? Until another Richie, comes along. Can you repeat that one? WHO WILL PRAY FOR MEEE WHEN IM GONNNE OR IS THIIIIS THE ETERNAL DARK WITHOUT A DAWN! Who will pray for you? Who will pray for me? When your body's gone? When my body's gone? This is the consequence for what you've done! I'M NOT A LOSER! WHAT DID YOU SAY!?! ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵏᶦˡˡ ᵐᵉ. Im not a nerdy prude. Im not a loser! Of course nooot, Richiiie."

“He wasn’t sexy at all… MAMA IM CURED!!!”

“Shoot n shinola!”

“Mornin Daaaaadddy!”

“You don’t say? You don’t say! Welllll I’ll be down there in a jiffy! What did they find dad? They didn’t say!”

“Gosh! I hope it’s not termites! Haha”

“Ohhhh heck. I’m so heckin fudged!”

When the gang is getting called to the principals office and Pete just says “oh no” in like a monotone-y way

“Dont look at me! Get your hands out of your pockets! ….sorry sir….”

The reluctant “go nighthawks”

“Shut the fuck up Ruth!”

“We lost to CLIVESDALE!! FUCKIN *kicks chair* CLIVESDALE!!!”

“Yeahhh… thanks for NOTHIN!!!”

“Yes Ruth! We are fucked!”

“People tell me to die everyday!”

“Someone spilled the beans! All our cool beans!”

Again Ruth’s “Don’t bully me!!”

Pete’s lil “no” when Grace accuses him

“I’m gonna get those pigs off our backs!”

“Shock! Despair! Tragedy!"

“I’ve never known darker times, and I covered the protest live at the Hatchetfield Kennel! I am Dan Reynolds! With action news, week days at 10pm.”

And down down down down, who’s swinging the hatchet now in hatchet town! Someone’s got their hands on the hatchet handle. Swingin on the youth it’s a hatchet scandal. Careful or your folks will end up a cannibals plate. It ain’t great! You’re better on the run than you are hiding, suddenly this quiet town’s exciting.”

“I heard that their brains were soup, their intestines cut in two. So it’s gotta be Donna! What??? Yeah it’s gotta be Donna! DAAAAN!?!?!”

“I certainly don’t LOVE killing”

“Barry’s on the loose and he’s got a gun, and he’s got a motive to kill. IM IN A HURRY!!!”

“Get your hands off me!!!”

“Careful or your kids will end up on Charlie’s plate. Excuse me?? He just ate! How dare you!”

“Singing all these songs gives him greater windows to kill, but we’re singing still!!”

And now THIS PART. The ENTIRETY OF BRYCE CHARLES’ SOLO. It’s fucking transcendent!!!

“Until GERALD! went on his murder spreeeee! I KNEW IT WAS GERALD!! Linda, call my lawyer. Let’s kill him!!”

“Can I shit or will I drown??”

“Ohhhh barbecue monologues, eh? I saw that in New York. Really? How was it? Fuckin ✨transcendent✨”

Joey's whole monologue thing here but extra emphasis on “Every Kah-bob”

“I wanna remember who I am….”

Trevor’s “My barbecue!”

*ruth throws hands up* “I guess!”

“Betcha I could do it! Betcha I could!”

“in my dream, it’s MY barbecue!” *ruth’s little arm wave thing*

“How can something be medium AND well?”

“All of the trappings of the well to-do!”

“And life is fine, if only it were mine.”

“Judge me!”

“And the world’s a stage, when you’re middle of age.”

“It’s well done on the outside, not within! OOOH!”

“Oh ohhh just for once! Just for once! Just for oooooonce!”

Ruth’s cute lil tap dance move

“I used to dance. I used to dance”

“Oh nooo my anxiety *gags* I’m gonna hurl!”

“I believe your next line is AAAAHHHH”

“Project Ruth! They can’t hear you in the back row! Ow, my butt! You’re splitting me in two!”

Max slowly putting the “underwear” over Ruth’s head and then petting her

“Take a bow, bitch!”

The theater director’s dramatic screaming

“No nonono! You can’t do this to me okay?? This isn’t my fault! This isn’t my plan! Woah woah woah who’s place was it Grace? IT WAS GODS PLAN!! And now he’s leaving me out to dry! DO SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH!!”

“Don’t! FOLLOW ME!”

“And he gives me his numberrrr! Very smooth!”

“EXCUSE ME! *audience screaming* I have been waiting for what feels like five fucking years and I STILL have not received my goddamn hot chocolate! Sorryy sir *deadpans fake spitting* here you go. …thank you….”

“MY dad sells women’s shoes!”

“Don’t spin this back on meee”

“Because you’re crazy about me. …..WHAT!?”

“On the first date, Steph? Have some respect for yourself!”

“If I loved you, you would know it. If I loved you, I would show it. If I love you like you should be loved. If I loved you like I’m capable of. If you were the one I’m thinking of, woah ohhh, oh babe I’d let you know”

“Wake me up when you turn eighteeeeen”

“LEAVE ROOM FOR JESUS!” *shove*

“Did they buy it? Ha!”

“Gimme a cup of hot water, and make it strong!”

“Does your phone plan cover calls to hell?”

“She’s bisexual and dead! Where else would she be??”

*whips out gun* “JUST COOL YOUR BEANS, STEPH! Just cool em right the heck down!”

“Shut the front door, spankoffski!”

“SIR! DOOOO NOT APPROACH ME! GET YOU HANDS OUTTA YOUR POCKETS! PUT YOUR HANDS DOWN! HE’S GOING FOR A GUN!! *runs at paul*”

Pete’s “HOLY SHIT!!” When officer bailey rushes at Paul

“STOP RESISTING! STOP RESISTING!” *cue Emma screaming*

“You ruined our lives Grace!! I knowwww *sobbing* I just haven’t been thinking clearly lately. All I wanted was to be a regular girl, with no sexual desire, until she was safely married. I never asked for this tickle in my mommy spot. I’ve done so many terrible things, like touching myself and lying to the police. …..and dismembering a body….. well… we all did that, so…. But I called god a son of a b-word. Who am I!?!? *more sobbing* ohh.. it’s alright Grace. Don’t comfort her. She’s fuckin weird.”

“Stephanie, please. I’ve been bugging your phone since you were 12.”

“I don’t give a shit who you kill, but you just HAD to go and do it in that house, didn’t you?”

“A book??”

“You mean… satan? Oh no… they’re much worse.”

“K-yuck, k-yuck, k-fuck!”

*head gets thrown on stage* *collective screams* “Damn you miss tessburger! You were worthless!”

“Nerdy Prudes must die. That’s not me! I’m an elected official!”

“I can buy you beer!”

“I hate politics! It’s for NERDS!”

“Pete get behind me! I’ve got a gun! Steph, it’s a ghost… I don’t think that’s gonna do any good…. On the ground, bitch! I’m a cop!”

“Heck! Heck no!”

“Are you a woman of faith? Catholic. I’ll take that as a no.”

“He’s right there! WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“Pete, is she okay? Can you feel a pulse? I have no idea what I’m doing.”

The entirety of the summoning scene. It’s my favoritest part of the whole show.

Extra extra emphasis on “we don’t give a shit about your phone!”

Max’s slow mo run beat boxing to stop the bullet

“So you do know the Bible”

Grace taking her hair down and shaking it out

“Grace what are you doing?? SHUT YOUR FUCKING FART HOLE SPANKOFFSKI!! I wanna hear this! As you were saying Grace….”

“Brewin a pot of dirty girl soup, just for you! What?? Uhh, It’s what you call my bath water in my sexual fantasies. *GASP* that’s nastyyy….. I like it.”

“What… the fuck… is happening right now!?!?”

“GRRRR! I’ll be right back!”

The background dialogue of Grace and Max and then Peter saying “holy cow they’re doin it! Grace is having sex with a fucking ghost!”

Grace sauntering out and smoking a cigarette and saying “wooow I needed that” and then max being baby girl and swinging his legs in the air and saying “where you goin? Don’t you wanna cuddle a little bit?”

“I paid the price, now fuck off” *Grace twirl*

“Nonooooooowwwhatever! It was fuckin worth it!”

“What the fuck you just say to me!?!?”

“Mom said it would help me make friends. Boy was she wrong.”

“Liek eye dew”

“That was… absolutely disgusting!!”

Graces evil laugh “the souls of the pervs make me strong” more evil laughter

“DIRTY DUDES MUST DIE! DIRTY DUDES MUST DIIIIEEE!!”

“RUN YOU LITTLE BITCH”

“Darkness will spare my soul”

“Run dudes. RUN”

[selamat-linting]

last night, a little homestuck before bed and :

-i dont think i can maintain the facade of composure or coherence anymore. this is five seconds before john find several people brutally slaughtered, including his own dad, and he himself get stabbed to death. look at him! look at how silly this child is. my zillyhoo son, its unfair theyre piling up all this shit to you.

-i get why rose went grimdark tbh. things are pretty bad out there. it fucks me up that she's like, taking over the suicide mission. and how awful it is that she'd gone off the deep end that she looked at her parents dead body and only think of killing. something i noticed between the two light players is that theyre always burdening themselves with the hard, difficult tasks alone even though the team wanted it to be done as a group effort. its commendable but not always a good thing.

-its pretty funny that the kids with shitty guardians' have a wildly contrasting reactions to their dead parents like

dave, at the beginning of story : my bro is the coolest guy ever

dave now : huh. he's dead. okay. time to use the sword lodged in his chest as a trampoline! sweet loot. i love not getting knifed in my apartment

rose, at the beginning of the story : my loathsome mother and her penchant for the devil's drink!!!!!

rose, now : i should've looked out for her *activates rage mode*

i mean, i suppose thats appropriate but. you know how it is. poor kids, they've been through a lot. did they even have a warm meal lately? also i think bro is kinda handsome and i understand his fascination with puppets. i too, read a tentacle dick spamton fic as a lark and becomes genuinely intrigued with it.

-i am in love, in love! with the format of clicking to a collage of pictures. There was just so much Shit going on and the banner have doc scratch home being burned down and snowman making out after smoking a bloodied pipe. and then jade hunting frogs with dave. it would have been adorable to see these kids finally meeting each other for the first time if the world wasnt going to do a hard reset.

-fuck it. an AU. kids being kids. no sburb no tragedy. theyre just online friends. jade's grandpa is alive, he took jade into civilization often so she's not undersocialized and knows how to function if she wants to live a normal life. and as a birthday gift he took all of her friends to the island as a surprise for her 13th birthday. they spend the day catching frogs and playing paintball. and then at night, rose and jade urge everyone to try lucid dreaming. none of them made it because theyre all too busy making fun of john's movie selection. dave is beatboxing over squiddles music. and then right in the middle of their playing, a ship crash landed to the island. it was the trolls.

-uhhghgghghhh i need to see. an animatic. of jade and dave's fight. with bec noir. look at all the moves theyre making it would have been one hell of a fight and we were robbed of a proper flash with boisterous music! space time vs omnipotence lets fucking go!

-speaking of vriska, wow she really is giving her all in these pages. her last stand with jack. the enemy she took part in creating. she knew she was going to die and done her best asking out literally everyone alive. and the best/worst thing is, everyone accepts. terezi literally came to her with all the rp outfit they used to do. and, i know i should be shocked but im just laughing at karkat showing up late with the sloppy makeout note. And she gave the cutest most adorable date proposal to john like, ugh its cute teenage puppy love! yes, i think they'd go well together. I dunno, maybe its my kimharry enjoyer heart speaking, but i think characters who'd done terrible violence should be with someone who only met them after they strived to be someone better, or at least a blank slate. that way, they get a fresh start and can focus on improving instead of getting distracted with hurt feelings and old wounds. also i am not burdening terezi, aradia, tavros, and all of the kids she personally maimed with All of That tbh. unless they want to ofc.

-anyways, here is the updated vriska relationship chart

matesprit -> still, the poster of nicholas cage in con air, or karkat if youre so inclined to imagine a world where she makes out with karkat before fighting terezi. gross lol.

moirallegiance -> john, full stop. her relationship with terezi needs some peace time before coming back into pale redrom

kismesis -> terezi. im FROTHING at the mouth thinking at the tragedy of their relationship. this is some intergenerational trauma shit, some wicked codependency junk, like the cuno and his buddy C. its the real shit fa- (okay i should stop speaking like cuno before i embarras myself)

-also. WHY WAS IT A JUST DEATH! im hitting the clock im destroying it with jack. fuck you fuck you so much. Doc scratch fix the clock so it gives me what i want or i'll burn your house! asshole!

-im curious about the sprites. i hope they find a way to be relevant again. i've always think theyre awesome and has more info that could have been beneficial for the kids.

-all in all, i give this homestuck liveread and overall rating of what the fuck what the fuck ohhhhh ohhh my fucking godd imma read this again motherfucker

[waloeders]

i dont know why / i run away

ship: eamonn (ryder)/toji and implied /choso for both of them? its a future problem okay.

word count: around 2,400!

warnings: slight thirst/suggestiveness (thanks toji), some slight jjk spoilers for season 2. these two being bad at feelings!! really bad!!!

song: save your tears by the weeknd.

"-wait, wait, is it me or the curse? 'cause if yer needin' a wingman, i can probably get you in there. a coupla' words here or there, hmm?" he tilted his head, scratching the side of it as the thought ran away from him, "guy's got no experience though, could be kinda rough for ya'." now covered in a deep red flush, they stared at him for a moment, then rolled over and face planted their pillow. "you're such a dick!"

toji meme barrier to split it up sorry and thank u :p

this heat was going to be the death of them. a sweltering high, coated in sweat and moisture that left the air heavy to breathe, had rolled into tokyo a day earlier and the city had slowed to a crawling pace. even the cool, forested shades of jujutsu high were suffering from the heatwave.

and if not the heat - stupid toji fushiguro certainly would be.

he had barged into their room as informally as usual - barely taking note of their half-dressed form - and thrown a pack of cans into the mini-fridge they'd splurged on a few weeks back. when he'd turned back around, a can in each hand, ryder had tugged on a hoodie and was glaring at him through half-curved glasses.

"you didn't even knock, toji!" they cried out, groaning and fidgeting with the ends of the hoodie, "we talked about this, com'on, dude!"

toji titled his head, holding out a can of coke to them, "so you don't want this or what, huh?" he shrugged, a soft chuckle escaping, "all the more for me then!"

ryder snatched it out of his hand, sticking their tongue out as they did, grumbling a small, "dickhead." towards him.

the sorcerer snorted, ruffling a hand through their red curls, then flopped dramatically onto the bed beside them. he was beginning to regret wearing his favourite black muscle shirt, cursing silently at the way it clung uncomfortably to his skin.

"ugh. heat never used t'be this bad." he groaned into the pillow, moving his can to rest on his forehead, coolness seeping through.

"-back in your day, yeah, yeah. when was that again - the 1800s?"

his eyes flickered to them, watching the smirk grow on their face at the comment. ryder had positioned themself cross-legged, on the opposite side of the bed - their usual side, he knew that from the many movie nights he had spent here, catching up on all the ones he'd missed - and was half facing him, half facing the twirling fan in front of them, throwing thin strands of red around from where they'd escaped their newly-formed buns.

their smirk was quickly swallowed alongside a gulp of their drink and he found his gaze turning downwards to their neck, before forcing his eyes back up. a thin layer of sweat was coating their forehead and they rubbed it off with the back of their hand absent-mindedly.

toji blinked.

he was thinking too much.

there was definitely just as much sweat on him - and it wouldn't help him at all to ruin one of the few friendships he had.

even if they were stuck with him because of some damn curse.

"such a delight. it's a wonder y'get on with anyone, kid." his words, as always, held no real bite.

"bit rich, coming from you, old man-"

"-trust me, if i was rich, we wouldn't be here. your place is great 'n'all but-"

"it's okay. you can be honest with me, toj'... you're only here for my fan." ryder smiled at him, full of warmth, with one hand over their heart, and yet...

he could see the familiar cheeky glimmer in their eyes.

toji stared at them for a moment, glancing to the freckles spattered across their cheeks (he could've sworn there was 27 of them but it seemed like more had come out in the sun?-) and sighed.

"it's true."

they laughed, almost spilling the drink in their hands as they keeled over, and came back up grinning wickedly.

"i knew it."

"yeah, yeah. you figured me out." he face planted the pillow fully, aware of a flushed warmth taking root in his cheeks.

toji fushiguro was sure of it. ryder would be the death of him.

it was like he was a teenager again or how it was with megumi's-

he stopped the thought before it spiralled, grumbling into his pillow. his pillow. as much as they complained and threw insults (and sometimes fists) his way, they still had a pillow. just for him.

toji groaned loudly at the thought.

"hold on, we?" they mumbled, not quite aware he could hear them, and the familiar feeling of eyes on his back had the sorcerer pushing himself up, placing his can on the side table.

"ah, screw this." he declared, tugging his shirt off and stripping down to just boxers, "it's too hot for any of it."

"woah, woah!" ryder spun around, hands dramatically thrown up to cover their eyes, "PG, dude, PG!"

toji scoffed, stretching his arms behind his back with a muffled moan, "whatever, where's the damn remote? thought you kept it here?"

he gestured to the bedside table beside him with his head and he watched, as ryder's eyes flickered from him, to the table, then down to his chest and-

"no, you keep it on that side because you're a remote hog!" they huffed out, a flush of red creeping its way onto their cheeks, and they glared at the tv carefully positioned on the desk across from the bed.

"when you're not here, it's on my side. and i'm not telling where! you'll just put on another shitty buddy cop. time and a place - it's not here or now!"

"hmm, least you can see th'screen when my movies on."

"not fair, i didn't know it was gonna be that dark!"

"really? aren't all horror movies like that?"

ryder threw their head back and groan-yelled, before letting out a small "no..." that had the sorcerer laughing.

they leaned over to their bedside table, one hand rummaging through the drawer and the other placing their (now empty) can on the top. emerging a moment later with the remote in question, they threw it his way.

toji easily caught it with one hand.

"whatever, just pick something that ain't too loud. i'll just end up falling asleep to it anyway." they stretched, rolling their neck and humming to themself as they settled to lie down on their back, "s'too hot for anything else."

one hand strewn across the bottom of their hoodie, the other was used to push away strands of convinct hair from their eyeline.

fushiguro snorted at the comment, setting up the tv to play one of his "crappy" buddy cop movies, and settled down too. he found himself shuffling closer to them and reaching out to play with their hair, twisting strands of their fringe around one finger.

ryder froze for a second, before humming and closing their eyes at the sensation. what had previously been only the flickers of tiredness had been soon engulfed in a blaze, encouraged by his gentle touch.

"thanks toj'. didn't 'ave to come over y'know." they mumbled out, slowly turning to look him in the eyes, "'mean you're dropping everythin' for... well, a friend who didn't really need rescuing. 's'what eamonn's for, you know."

bleary-eyed, they grinned up at him and the sorcerer snorted softly, shrugging as non-chalantly as he could manage. his eyes flicked back to the tv, not wanting to see their reaction as he spoke.

"you needed me. 's'enough for me." toji ignored the slight flush rising at the confession and chuckled to himself, "besides. you're the only one with a fan. who else would i even bother with?"

ryder was sure of it. toji fushiguro would be the death of them.

they tutted, twisting to face the tv and shuffling just close enough to avoid touching him and the sweaty glean that coated him, "hmm, maybe your other boyfriend?"

"you better not mean that office freak."

"hey!"

he grunted softly as they elbowed his gut and resisted the urge to chuckle as they winced, the sensation evidently doubling back on them.

"that was stupid."

"-nanami-san is lovely, thank you. i meant choso."

toji laughed, throwing his head back into his pillow and kept laughing as he stretched outwards, sprawling across the bed and scratching his nose.

"'eesh, wasn't that funny, toji. y'know what i mean, ugh."

"mhm. pretty sure he's your boyfriend. i see th'way he stares." he teased, flicking their forehead lightly, "and i know that curse of yours likes him - lot more than me anyway."

they blushed, rolling their eyes at the thought.

"yeah, well, 'm not eamonn. and i've seen the way you two spar - you're tellin' me there's nothin' there, hmm?"

the sorcerer fell silent for a moment, eyes flickering back to the tv, where the main guy was bantering about something with his partner.

he knew exactly what was there. it wasn't like he was trying to fight for ryder's attention - and certainly not for their affection - it had just sort of...happened.

toji wasn't even sure choso knew that was what it was about, if he even knew why he'd fought the man so passionately. the half-curse, half-man was new to everything, constantly asking questions and silently absorbing the answers with a blank stare that, quite frankly, unnerved him.

being a curse womb painting for over 150 years probably wasn't great for your social life, he mused.

at first, when the dust was settling from shibuya, he'd barely spoken to ryder, that much toji knew from their frequent ramblings. shibuya had been a shitshow for everyone - and choso had a hand in it, leaving an unfortunate stain on both their tongues.

by the time the highers up had decided not to banish or execute toji (the zen'in clan had still disowned him, but that was certainly the better outcome) and he'd been able to start hanging out with ryder without sneaking around, the pair had started talking - become friends even.

if the curse wombs' questions weren't directed at his new brother, they were directed at ryder. whether choso knew why he'd clung to them or not... toji could only guess.

"'s choso. guy's a half-curse. who knows why he does anything he does?" he shrugged, "i just figured if we were trainin', best give it my all, hmm? it's not everyday i get to fight someone like him."

a thought struck him and he paused, staring down at the redhead with a growing smirk.

"don't tell me. you're lyin' next t'me, like this," toji gestured between them, "and you're jealous?"

"no!" they started, glaring back and he laughed, "i'm-"

"-wait, wait, is it me or the curse? 'cause if yer needin' a wingman, i can probably get you in there. a coupla' words here or there, hmm?" he tilted his head, scratching the side of it as the thought ran away from him, "guy's got no experience though, could be kinda rough for ya'."

now covered in a deep red flush, they stared at him for a moment, then rolled over and face planted their pillow.

"you're such a dick!"

toji could only laugh at the familiarity of it, settling to a satisfied grin.

"or is it th'other way round, hmm?" he leaned over slightly, pulling another strand of hair behind their ear, and placing a small kiss to the back of their neck, "y'coulda just said so."

ryder froze, seemingly short-circuiting at the sensation. they blinked at the metal of the beds frame, before slumping into the pillow once more and groaning.

he was wrong. the heat had got to him, hanging out in barely anything had got to him and he'd acted without thinking and now his only friend, his only real ally was gonna stop talking to him.

feelings be damned, he needed friends.

"hey, i-" toji started to speak, as they twisted to glare at him.

"i will set eamonn on you." they interrupted and he stared back, tilting his head as they blinked in confusion, still blushing, "wait, that's not what i meant. i- ughh.. i don't-"

realisation struck him and he laughed.

"take your time. 's no rush."

"shut up! i'm-" ryder groaned again, face-planting the pillow, "'m tryin' here, okay! christ, this doesn't have to be so hard."

he snorted lightly, reaching out and rubbing circles with his thumb at the base of their spine, "relax, alright? 'm not going anywhere. unless you want-"

"no, i- stay." they pushed themself up to sit, cross-legged once more, facing him and toji found himself mirroring the action.

ryder paused, glaring at their lap as they fidgeted, avoiding looking at him.

"whatever. i like you. shut up." they scratched their leg absent-mindedly, "yeah, yeah, like like that. fuck off. you're just gonna mock me anyway."

the last sentence came out as a mumble and if it wasn't for his heavenly restriction, toji was certain he wouldn't have heard it.

he tugged their hand into his, rubbing circles into their palm. it was familiar, something he'd done before to help calm them down and ground them - though usually he wasn't the source of the stress.

"well. 's a good thing i like you too. like like that." toji mocked, pulling their hand up to place a small kiss on their knuckles, and he smiled up at them, "'m serious, ryder. y'know i don't joke about this."

ryder shrugged, biting the inside of their lip.

"mmm. i know. 's just... jesus, i like you so much it makes me wanna throw up a little bit. in a good way!" they frowned, "i think? i don't know, i don't usually tell people... don't wanna screw it up."

"do you always talk about jesus in bed?"

"i will set eamonn on you, i swear-"

"-to god?" toji laughed as they leaned forward, slapping his chest repeatedly, mumbling insults under their breath.

after a moment, they'd finished being violent, head leaning against his chest, and he looped an arm around their back, shuffling to tug them into his lap.

"y'feel better now?" ryder frowned at him and he smiled, leaning down to kiss their forehead, "you're real weird, y'know that, right?"

they sighed, pent up energy finally escaping them, and turned in his hold as a loud explosion on the television brought their attention back to the shitty buddy cop movie he'd picked.

"comes with the job, no? sorcery 101."

he hummed, words catching in his throat, before he forced himself to speak up.

""m...worried too. about..this. m'records not great- don't wanna screw it up either." toji's words came out half mumbled and he cleared his throat, leaning his head on top of theirs and cupping the back of their neck with his other hand, thumb circling an indent in their collarbone, "but i like you. wanna take you out on dates 'n everythin'- you like flowers?"

they hummed.

"sure. don't know any."

"any? not even-"

"shut up."

thats all tanks everybody for reading im love his silly freaky ass <3

[kilbygrl]

KNOW IT ALL; jack harlow

pairing: jack harlow x virgin!fem!reader

summary: jack wants to show his girlfriend a good time with his head between her thighs.

category: smut and a lot of fluff.

warnings: talk about sex, virginity, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering. MINORS DNI or you'll be blocked.

a/n: yay! smutty! thats jack's pov, so i hope you like it? yeah, i had to post it before first class drops. and remembering: my first language is not english, so dont come for me if you find any grammatical errors.

masterlist

JACK'S POV

I'M NOT THE TYPE OF GUY WHO USES TO PLAN THINGS, but I've been planning an opportunity like this for the past few weeks. The opportunity to have sex with my girlfriend. Sounds like a bit of an asshole saying it like that, but we were both had an agreement with that. I’d say halfway because she doesn't fully know my intentions at the moment, but from past conversations I know she approves.

I mean, considering she's underneath me, kissing me, she approves it a lot.

We've been dating for about four months, I would say the best four months of my life. She has the most beautiful smile, in addition to being the most beautiful, most affectionate, cutest and most perfect woman in the world. I press our lips together, feeling our love. She wraps her arms around my neck as I hug her around the waist.

I found out that she never had sex, or had any sexual experiences, about two months ago, when things started to “heat up” between us.  She wasn't ready when I first came forward, but she's the person who's been investing more and more in the last few days, which made me plan something really good, at least for her.

She's not exactly the innocent type, but not really know it all either. Let's say she knows what she likes, but she doesn’t know everything I can give her, and I only know that by talking, we are open with each other about anything. And as an amazing boyfriend I'm willing to teach her every little thing I can that she wants.

"Are you comfortable, ma?" I ask a whisper, leaving a kiss behind her ear.

She nods, spreading her legs a little wider, letting me fit between them. I kiss a few spots on her neck, hearing a few low sighs escape her lips. The way she sensitive kills me. I almost cum right there, hearing a moan when I suck the skin lightly. I gasp against her skin, feeling my heart stop for a second.

I press my fingers into her waist, because the shirt she’s wearing is short, and she pulls back slightly. She scratches the back of my neck as she throws her head back. I move the kisses up her neck, biting her chin and stopping at her soft lips.  Damn, she's the love of my life. I pull my face away, staring into her eyes. She is so mine. I smile slightly and end up deciding to lie down next to her.

Okay, maybe I should just stop and breathe.

I throw myself on the bed, feeling the girl's confusion. I turn my face to face hers. In an unexpected act she literally climbs on top of me, wrapping her legs around my waist and supporting one on each side of my body. She smiles mischievously, resting her hands on my chest.  She stares at me with her tongue between her teeth, as if waiting for an answer to her action.

"What do you want, baby?" I move my hands up her thighs, stopping at her hips.

“You…” Her low voice increases the tension in my body.

Her eyes have expectation and I don't want to break it, after all she deserves all the good life has to offer. I look at her, running my hands up her back until they stop at her breasts. I shift my gaze from hers, staring at the part covered only by her blouse. After a while I noticed that she almost never wears a bra, which contributes to my imagination. Seeing her without anything covering her has been my fantasy lately.

“And what do you want from me?” caress the soft skin.

“Any good feeling you can give me.” Her lower lip is bitten by her shortly after speaking.

I let the air out of my lungs, feeling the volume my dick starting to get hard. I sit on the bed, bringing our faces close together as she sits on my thighs. I bite her chin lightly, bringing one hand to her hair and weaving my fingers between the strands. I kiss her neck slowly, pulling her hair back and making her skin more exposed to me.

I suck lightly on the skin between her shoulder and neck, hearing a low moan come out of my girl's mouth. I land my hands on her hips, griding her body into mine. We moan together when she sits specifically on my crotch. Her short fingernails scratch the back of my neck a little harder than usual, and when I pull back a little, I admire her closed eyes and tilted head.

Okay, she's enjoying this way more than I am.

“Yesterday, I…” she starts to say, but stops, lowering her head.

"Yesterday you...?"  I encourage her, holding her jaw and making her look at me.

“I was scrolling through twitter and…” she pauses, putting her head in the crook of my neck, in a sign of embarrassment “I saw a video and I was… uh… I imagined the two of us”

She lets the air out of her lungs, twitching still embarrassed.

"And what was the video like?"  I have a slight expectation of what she will say.

"There was a couple and…" she stops again.

“What were they doing?" I ask, kissing her shoulder.

“The girl, hm, was lying in bed without...her clothes and... the man was lying in front of her... and he... he started to...” she breaths out.

“No need to talk if you don't want to, ma” I stroke her hair, pulling it away from the part she was kissing.

“I want to, it's just…” She cringes a little, taking a deep breath again “Then he starts to masturbate her, then… he eats her out, you know?”

“Yeah, I know.” My voice comes out shakier and hoarser than usual.

Okay, that left me... dead.

"You've... done that to someone, haven't you?"  She asks still with a shy voice and if I know her well her face is flushed.

“A few times, yes – I won't tell her it's one of my favorite parts of sex.

"And have you ever wanted to do it on me?" The question surprises me.

“If I ever wanted to eat you out? You can’t even imagine how many times” I agree, sucking on the uncovered part of her shoulder.

“Do you want to do it now?” her voice is so whispered that I can barely hear it.

"Do you want me to do it?" I tug at the strands of her hair, making her look at me.

I stare at the red face and the eyes full of shame and curiosity. She nods, biting her bottom lip. I don't look away from her, running my hands down her body and stopping at the hem of her shirt.

"If you want me to stop, just say so, okay?" she nods again, placing her hands on my neck.

In a second, I flip us over on the bed, getting on top of her. Her hair traces the white pillow as she smiles slightly. I kneel between her legs, stopping at the hem of her shirt again. I look at her, asking for permission and she nods. I take mine first, then I pull the piece off her body, pulling it over her head. I slowly look down her torso, biting my bottom lip as I look at her boobs.

It doesn't take long for my mouth to be sucking on the soft skin. I squeeze her waist, running my tongue over her right nipple, feeling her squirm. I change my breast, squeezing it lightly. I'm going down the kisses down her belly, biting the skin in some spots. I kiss her hip bone, then leave a little bite on it.

“You're the hottest woman in the world,” I say, grabbing the hem of her shorts and underwear, pulling them down.

She moans a little louder when she realizes I've taken both body parts off her. I stare at her naked body undermine, and I'm fucking more in love with this girl every day. I go back down, kissing her crotch, and the insides of her thighs. I grab her legs, pulling her body closer to mine. I turn to face her, kissing her lips in a second.  I move my right hand down her skin slowly, brushing my fingertips in places. I stop as soon as I reach her legs, spreading them a little wider.

In a quick movement I'm completely on top of her, kissing her lips and once and for all taking my fingers to her cunt, running my middle finger along her slit, spreading her slick all over her wet skin. I hear her moan against my lips, biting my bottom lip then. I stroke her clit with my index finger, using the slowest possible speed.

“I know, baby” I whisper, kissing her face then “Do you want it faster, slower?”

“Faster,” she says on a low moan, scratching the back of my neck.

I do as she asks, increasing my speed slightly, watching her reactions. I kiss her cheek over and over again as she moans softly. Okay, I need to eat her out before she comes. I stop with my hand, hearing a grunt from the girl. I get back between her legs, bringing my fingers to her mouth and making her tasting herself. I stare at her pink cheeks, kissing each one before moving my face down her body, kissing every part I can. crotch, opening her legs a little more. I pull her body closer to hers, first running my tongue along the length of her slit, hearing to her moaning loudly.

I hold onto her thighs, spreading her legs a little more. I start sucking her, interspersing with licks. One of her hands tugs at my hair as she pushes her hips against my face. To make my work easier, I consist of bending her legs, leaving her more exposed to me. A few shy moans escape the girl's lips, which makes my willpower grow stronger. My lips suck her skin carefully as I lift my eyes to look at her.  His eyes closed and his head thrown back a lot.

I run my tongue over her clit, moving my hand up and hooking my middle finger into her entrance. I slide it on slowly, feeling her hot and wet and so fucking tight against my finger. I raise my face a little, lying on her belly. I move my finger slowly, bringing my thumb to her clit, kissing her belly.

"Love..." Her voice trailed off, making me look up. "I..." She doesn't finish, although I know what she means.

I feel her squirm against my finger, moving her hips against me. I continue with the same speed, while she pants over and over again. This is the best feeling of my life. Seeing her feeling pleasure is the best feeling of all.  Her skin tingles as I move my face higher, kissing the gap between her breasts.

“Come for me, baby” I tell softly, kissing her way up her neck until they stop on her lips.

I kiss them lightly, making her release the bottom one, which she was holding between her teeth.  A few moans escape wildly through her lips, until she lets out a louder one and arches her back in the same second.  For a few seconds she sighs heavily, causing me to take her hand away. I give her many pecks on her face, lying next to her soon after.

“Can we do this more often?” she asks after long minutes of silence.

“Whenever you want” I smile lightly, turning my face to face hers.

Her eyes sparkle. The shy smile always won me over, along with her flushed cheeks. She is beautiful.  Beautiful and very mine. I bring my face closer to hers, giving her a long peck. A few seconds later she lays on my shoulder as I wrap her arm around her waist. Even though I needed a little help, it wouldn't interfere with her moment. We shared it, but she sure enjoyed it more than I did. At least we are slightly prepared for the next steps.

[dr4cking]

Tutor

draco malfoy x reader | smut | fluff

"miss y/n, this is getting horrible, you have been failed at my class so many times, your grades isnt doing better, now all i can do is to suggest you by getting a tutor" professor slughorn sighed handing y/n her last test disappointedly.

"im sorry professor, i promise i will try harder and get better" y/n took her paper and going back to her seat.

"im sure you're a great student, you just need some help. uhm- mr. malfoy? do you mind tutoring your classmate here, miss y/n? its only you who is the bestest in my class" the professor asked to one of the best students, the famous draco malfoy, y/n gulped and waiting nervously for his answer. she had this little crush on him since they always had classes together and she's in the same house as him, but they were not exactly 'close'.

"oh i dont mind, professor. its my pleasure" draco answers politely, taking a look at y/n making the girl look down and blush, a smile appeared to his face. little did she know, he has a big crush on the lovely girl who seemed clueless about all the hints he gave her almost everyday.

professor slughorn just nodded and dismissed the class, everyone packed their things and left, y/n look at draco who's already staring at her with a genuine smile plastered in his face, motioning her to follow him. she feels like her heart jumped out of the place, she follows him behind as draco walking them to his room.

as they arrived in draco's room, y/n admires the design, it was elegant and neat. typical rich slytherins room.

"it looks nice" y/n said opening the conversation.

"thanks, put my hardest work to make it look the best. here, take a seat beside me" draco patting the side of his couch, there's a small table in front of the couch.

y/n took a seat beside him, and placing her books to the table, the tension was so awkward that she wished she was a talkative person.

draco started the lesson, y/n learned faster from the way draco explained it than in the class, but she would be lying if she said she hasnt lost her focuses a few times to studying draco's face, he's just so beautiful. she thinks he didnt noticed, but he did, he just keep it to himself.

after hours studying, y/n feels like her head will going to explode in a minute, she decided to take a break.

"god can we take a break, draco? this is so stressing, why cant i just be smart like you, dont get me wrong you're a great tutor but im just too dumb" y/n protested, massaging her head and rubbing her face in frustration.

"oh y/n dont say that! we can take a break of course, but to make you feel better, i promise you, you're doing so great now, you've improved a lot, im so proud of you" draco said cheering her up, his hand goes to tucked her hair behind her ear reassuring her.

y/n look up to draco, giving him a sweet shy smile and her cheeks turns red as draco keeps complimented her, before they know it they were leaning into each other and their lips met, the kisses were soft and lovely, draco cupped her cheeks caressing it gently while y/n wrapped her arms around the back of his neck pulling him closer tugging at his hair deepening the kisses making both of them let out a small moans.

as the kisses turn into a full makeout and got heated, draco lays her down gently on the couch placing soft wet kisses on her neck, sucking on it, marking her causing her to let out a soft moan, he placed one of his hand on her thigh rubbing small circles until his hand got higher, he pulled away.

"do you wanna take this further, love? we can stop now if you dont want to" draco asked and y/n shakes her head no and put his hand back to her inner thigh.

"no draco please keep going i want you, i need this" draco groans and he continues rubbing her clit from her panties feeling the wetness that already make a spot on her panties, soft whines escaped her lips as draco keep teasing her clit, he pushes her panties aside and insert one finger inside her making y/n let out a constant squeal and she covered her mouth quickly, her eyes rolled back at the pleasure.

y/n's moans were muffled by her hand, draco cant help but getting harder by looking at her expression, he still cant believe he finally got the girl he always adored like this, he added another fingers into her cunt, curling them inside her making the girl squirmed under his touch.

"dont cover your mouth, let me hear your beautiful voice, show me how good i make you feel, love" draco said as he takes her hand off of her mouth and intertwining their hands instead with his free hand while his fingers still working their way in and out of her tight hole getting faster each time, he stares at her in awe, how gorgeous she looks right now, mouth hung open, eyes rolled back in pleasure and all because of him, he feels butterflies filling his stomach.

"yes- yes draco, oh god.. you make me feel so good" draco go down to her pussy, pulling off her panties, putting her thighs on his shoulder and positioning his face in front of her glistening cunt and started to eat her out making y/n a moaning mess, he let out a moan too at the taste of her, getting addicted to it, he can even eat her out for all day if she let him.

"do you like the way my tongue plays with your pretty pussy, love? mhmm you taste so fucking delicious baby" draco keeps sucking on her clit, its like he was making out with it, his tongue going in and out of her hole his fingers going with the same pace as his tongue.

"ah- yes draco i love it, oh- please im so close" y/n keep moaning uncontrollably while her hand grasping tightly onto his hair.

"yes baby, let it out, cum on my tongue, let me taste you, darling" draco wants nothing more than to pleasure her right now, making this moment unforgettable for both of them, and within seconds y/n screams his name and cumming hard on his mouth, laying breathlessly still steadying her breath after her intense orgasm.

draco pulled away and y/n blushing madly looking at his face, his mouth covered in her juices, he smiles proudly at her, sucking his fingers clean, and hovered over her, reconnecting their lips, y/n hummed at the taste of herself on his tongue. draco started to unbuttoned her shirt, taking her bra off too and throw them to somewhere, he hungrily kissing her breasts, playing with her nipples causing y/n to get wetter while her hands working on his belt and taking his pants off, his erected dick slapped up to his lower stomach, she took it in her tiny hand and stroking it massaging the tip, making him groans.

"god.. you're so beautiful y/n.." y/n mumbles a quick 'thankyou' at the compliment getting impatient, wanting nothing more than to be taken by the blonde guy.

"draco, please, i need you so bad" she cant take it anymore, she wanted to feel him, wrapping him inside her tightly, she whimpers at the feel of his hard dick rested on her thigh.

"your wish is my command, princess" draco lining up his dick on her cunt, rubbing his tip up and down on her clit lubricate it before slowly pushing in, they both moaning each other names out loud at the sensation, both of their heads thrown back and eyes screwed shut in pleasure, y/n wrapped her legs on his waist pulling him deeper, draco paused a moment as he was fully inside her, letting her adjust to his size.

"you can move draco, god you're so big" y/n dug her nails onto his back as he slowly made a move, pulling out until its just his tip inside and slamming it back again, making y/n bites her bottom lip.

draco started to pick up his pace, pushing her legs to her chest making more access as he continues to thrust in and out deeper and faster inside her, he put his hands next to the side of her face to support his weight, y/n runs her hands on his chest, scratching it, her breasts bouncing up and down under him.

"merlin, you're so tight baby feels so good, fuck- how can someone feels this good-" draco said as he kissed her lips, his lips trembling against hers, he bites softly on her bottom lip to hold his scream as he feels her walls clenching around him, squeezing him tighter.

"oh my god- draco, right there, holy-" y/n cant even finishes her words as she screams louder when draco keeps hitting her spot, going deeper and faster each time, bringing her to her high.

"baby, are you close?" y/n nodded at his question, cant even answer him as she was too focused as the coil started to tighten in her stomach.

"good baby, cause i cant hold it much longer, now cum love, cum for me" draco rubbed a circle on her clit, his thrusts getting sloppier, y/n screamed his name out loud seeing the stars as she finally hit her orgasm, harder than the first one and draco cant help at the feeling of her walls clenching really hard around him after her high, he spilled his thick cum inside her, painting her walls white non stop, making both of them groans, his vision going blurry, he collapsed on top of y/n, burying his face on her hair, running out of breath, their bodies started to shake.

"fuck y/n that was amazing, you are too good for me, love" draco kiss her lips again as he finished, he pulls out gently, but before he can stand up he falls to her side, both of them laughs.

"look at what you did to me, y/n" draco laughed as he slowly standing up to get the towel and clean her up.

"if this is how the tutoring ends, i wouldnt mind doing it again" y/n said, smirking to him confidently as draco helped her up to his bed, giving her a cheeky grin.

[bbybaku]

omg i loved your no nut november but in july thing with shigaraki and i was wondering if you’ll continue it ? maybe with like tom yea caving some how or even subconsciously it his sleep and then having to film him and the reader ahshhahah

i like where your head is at anon

this is the alt ending (soft dom shig)

here is the original ending (rough dom shig)

warnings: smut, kind of public sex, begging, a lotta praise, shig has a wet dream, idk this one is pretty sweet 

words 1.7 k 

(to clarify no nut november is when men dont nut for the entire month, destroy dick december is when men masturbate for whatever the date is. so if its the third they would have to nut three times that day.)

it was day 19 of no nut november.

you were feeling better but your boyfriend was not.

you were staying at his house trying to console him through the last 11 days but he was cranky all the time and nothing you said seemed to help.

“have any of your friends failed the challenge yet?”

“no, but none of them have a girl friend.” shigaraki sighed.

the two of you were laying in his bed watching anime, sitting close together but not spooning.

“they’re just not beating off.” he said.

“how will they know if you broke the challenge?”

“i think it’s like an honor code thing”

you stared at him.

“what?”

“what” shigaraki wasn’t getting it.

“we could’ve been having sex this whole time and you could’ve just lied.”

“there’s no fun in that and if the guys found out the penalty would get much worse”

“i’m not having fun and who says they would find out” you pouted.

“if you’re that horny just touch yourself. or is that too embarrassing?” shigaraki teased

he laughed and turned the light off.

shigaraki woke you up at 3 am.

he was naked and sweaty, “hey, y/n” he was shaking you awake.

the lights were on and your legs were sweaty?

no not sweat.

sticky?

you looked around before realizing.

your boyfriend had a wet dream.

he failed no nut november.

you looked at shigaraki with a smile.

he was not in the mood to giggle.

“go get in the fucking shower while i change the sheets.” shigaraki snapped.

you did as you were told.

you knew what this meant.

you came out of the shower in a towel to see him sitting in his gamer chair naked and pissed. 

“its okay” you stood next to him and petted his hair. 

“I dont want them to see you like that, It should be something that only i get” 

he was refering to his penalty for failing no nut november, his group of friends made a bet and whoever didnt complete the challenge of not coming for the entire month of november would have to deal with the consequences. 

Shigaraki’s penalty being, having to fuck you live for the group chat. 

you didnt love the idea of that, but it didnt upset you as much as it upset him.

he pulled you onto his lap and ripped off the towel. 

“i just told them” he whispered 

“im so sorry” he said with his head on your shoulder. 

“was it a good dream at least?” you whispered, playing with his hair once again. 

“yes, you were great.” he said scratching his throat. 

surely enough your boyfriend wanted to get it overwith, so you two were to do the deed the next night. 

Shigaraki’s gaming computer was right in front of his bed so the plan was to simply fuck in his bed. 

it was time and you were not excited. you had been dying to finally have sex with shigaraki but not like this. 

he turned on the camera and took his shirt off before putting on his gaming headset. 

“shig is that really-” you started, wearing lacy underwear under a ratty pair of shorts and a tanktop. 

he cut you off by pushing you onto the bed, you were suddenly so aware of yourself and your movements, constantly looking up to his monitor and hearing his friends hoots in the headset. 

shigaraki pushed a button on the side as he leaned into you said “dont worry about them worry about us. 

“worry about later” he whispered in your ear then licked up the side of your neck. 

you felt that one between your legs. 

his hands found your hands and laced your fingers together. 

you could hear his friends telling him to unmute, he shook his head and kissed you deeply, his tongue making its way into your mouth. 

shigaraki’s knee pressing into your heat. 

when he came up for air his knee pushed deeped and you moaned into his mouth.

he unmuted the headset and pushed his forehead against yours. 

“hey y/n” 

“um”

“put it on” 

“um i” 

“i said, put it on” 

you did as you were told, but you were still confused as to why. 

you were now wearing the headset and  his face was inches away from yours, 

he looked at you like he was thinking really hard. 

then he shoved two fingers in your mouth. at first they prodded around your cheek then he commanded 

“suck.” 

he went down into your mouth as you moved your toungue around as his other hand found your heat, 

 he used his free hand to yank off your shorts 

you could hear his friends hooting and hollering into the headset, you looked at him with big eyes. 

“i know i know” shigaraki  leaned down to speak into the headset. 

“dont be fucking weird shes mine” his tone was sadistic.

he paused what he was doing and turned the volume down so they could hear you but you couldn't hear them. 

with your shorts off, you pushed your legs together to put off the inevitable, you were still more than aware of his friends watching. 

but he knew exactly what he was doing, he pushed your legs open with his, pinned your wrists above your head and carressed your left cheek with his left hand, his mouth found your ear and whispered, 

“you wanted me that bad and now youre all shy for the camera.” 

you squirmed but his grasp got tighter and the hand previously stroking your cheek had found your throat. 

“I-” 

shigaraki smirked and winked at you then when you thought he was about to switch positions he took the pillow under your head and threw it at the monitor.

his hand released your throat and covered the mic of the headset his brows were furrowed as he said “they can still hear us and ill just call it technical difficulty tomorow so fucking milk it and moan like crazy, okay?”

you nodded and relaxed as shigarakis grip on you tightened once again. 

he sighed and whispered “i’ve missed this so much”

he shifted, holding your legs open with his.

with shigaraki’s hair in his eyes and smirk still plastered on his face. 

“I love when youre like this” he whispered emphasizing love. 

your breathing was getting staggered as his fingers teased at your entrance over your panites. 

his eyes scanned you, making eye connection that can only be described as him staring into your soul while he lifted your tank to up, revealing your plush pink breasts, he ran his thumbs over your nipples, watching how it made you squirm. 

you whined, “good girl” he whispered.

in one hand he pulled on your nipple and kneaded at your breast, as his mouth came down to suck and bite at you other nipple. 

he started gentle but began to get rough. 

“mhfhh shigg hurts” you whined 

he took his teeth off of your nipple “sorry” then continued sucking hickies around the meat of your tit.

your hips started moving on their own, craving friction, his knee having found your aching heat once again. 

he sighed “youre always so impatient” he whispered. 

“please shig s’been so long” you whined 

“mmmm beg some more and ill think about it” he said sweetly while toying with the band of your lacy pink panties. 

“ple-ea-eass, ive missed youre massive cock so much just wanna be split in haaa-”  you were babbling while shigaraki faked listening intensley. 

he interupted you by shoving 2 fingers into your dripping heat. 

you were so wet you could feel yourself gushing all over his hand, your panties and his bedsheets. 

when you lost concentration and your face scrunched up shigaraki laughed, “hmm werent you saying something”

you opened your mouth but no words came out.

he smiled sweetly and said “hmm” 

he pulled his fingers out of you and put them in his mouth, sucking your juices off his eyes rolled. “god ive missed your taste” 

shigaraki pulled you underwear down and off your legs, then slowly rubbed your thighs.

looking back and forth from your entrance to your pleading eyes as he resumed his position of kneeling between your legs, and holding them open with his. 

“so beautiful” he whispered as he freed his member from his boxers. the swollen red tip leaking precum as it hit his stomach. 

his cock was just so pretty. 

shigaraki held his shaft as he gathered your wet, dragging himself up and down your folds. 

he found your hole and entered you slowly.

you wrapped your legs around his waist and moaned as he stretched you out. 

you could feel your hearbeat between your legs when shigaraki fully entered you and knealt down on his elbows to be face to face with you. 

you looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. you touched his hair, he found your hand. 

he started moving inside of you slowly, small thrusts, a little bit of friction, and all while remaining eye contact. 

“so fucking hot feel so fucking good” 

shigaraki whispered it as his thrusts got faster. 

he grunted between thrusts as he got faster and faster.  

you whined everytime his legnth found that sweet spot inside of you, still wearing his headset. his friends probably still listening. 

“miss-ed yo-uu” you barely mumbled out as shigaraki started sucking hickies onto your neck. 

he grunted in response, his hips still going at an inhumane speed. 

you brought your hands to his back and used your long nails to rake into his skin. 

you could feel his breath hitch on your neck. 

you felt his long slender fingers fingers feel around your folds. Shigaraki knew your body well enough to find your clit instantly. 

the pad of his calloused thumb slowly kneaded your clit, you stopped scratching his back and squeezed the sheets. 

shigaraki’s free hand found one of your wrists and pinned it, your body vigorously shaking beneath his. “i love it when you come undone beneath me.” he whispered. 

“s’fuckin hot” he whispered a few thrusts later. 

you came around his cock at his words. walls seizing and releasing around him, his thrusts got sloppy while you milked his cock. 

he groaned and his hand holding your wrist hit the headboard. 

you felt shigaraki’s hot cum fill you up and he collapsed on you. 

while both of you breathed heavily he pressed a button on the headset turning it off. 

he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you one last time before he got up to get you a towel. while he walked away you admired the scratches on his back. 

you attempted to get up to admire the hickies he gave you but your legs had failed you. 

shigaraki found you sitting on the edge of the bed. “nope” he said as he came up from behind you and dragged you back onto the bed. he cleaned you and held you. whispering how much he loved you until you both drifted off to sleep. 

masterlist

[sailorhyunjinz]

Fwb oh mai

Now cherry make a headcanon or reaction whatever that's called. Where you wanna be fwb with them ig

ALRIGHTYYYY LEGO FWB!

also just realised this after i’ve written the entire thing - this is more like what it is to be fwb with them and not them reacting to you asking it SO SORRY BUT IDK I FELT LIKE THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH,,,, right?~

warnings; fwb relationship, skz x gn!reader, mentions of rough sex, degrading, dom/sub!skz, leashes, cum, explicit photos, aftercare 

Bangchan

hmm,,, nobody wants to hear this but,,, he’d fall in love,,, very quick

he loves everything about you and just cant help his feelings?

very very caring

also SAFE SEX FFS HE AINT TAKING NO RISKS HERE

will never admit that he’s a huge softie for you in bed

all types of sweet nothings in your ears when he softly rolls his hips against yours

very much a giver

want YOU to feel good and pleased, his needs can wait,,,

for a while,,,, until he explodes

comes these times where he’s just fucking ruthless

rutting into you like crazy and cumming on your face OOP-

Minho

mother of god he’s rough

he gives you exactly what you want in bed

whether that’s being rough or soft (but mostly rough)

calls you all types of degrading names during sex

bitch, cocksucker, slut, whore, cumdumpster AND SO ON...

allergic to feelings and so this is perfect for him

but even if he’s rough during sex he’s very much mature and really cares about how you truly are

he’s never gonna see you as just a friend he has sex with 

but a friend he really cares about

lets you put your head on his chest and talk about your feelings :(

Changbin

binniebinnie is a tough one,,,

very passionate 

the sex is always very hot, heated and sweaty

there’s hair and saliva everywhere

will always eat you out or eat your ass IM SORRY BUT I SAID IT

but expects the favor to be paid back yk ;))

i feel like this could go on for A LONG ASS TIME

mostly dom,,,, but wont hesitate to sub 

BUT THATS A SECRET!!!

very unexpected??

randomly hits you up

sometimes in the studio because yk he needs stress relief and so you’re his first pick

OH? YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE HIS ONLY FWB??

honey think again. 

Hyunjin

he loves the idea of it

have sex,,, WITHOUT FEELINGS??

but then he gets his feelings involved DAMNIT

sensitive baby (both physically and mentally)

bruh so whiny if you’re busy or dont feel like it

calls you like 100 times

“y/n~ are you sure you cant make it today~? pleeeeaseeee,,,”

you give in because he’s cute

scratch cute when you’re actually fucking

its either pounding into you for an hour or super cute and he’s very subby

he’d feel comfortable subbing for you and so he loves this relationship 

he can get his needs fulfilled and DAMN HE LOOKS CUTE DOING IT

imagine putting him on a leash, his blonde sweaty hair hanging infront of his wide, glossy eyes :( 

Jisung

the lazy fwb

“come suck my dick” is his texts most of the time

very much like,,, fuck and be done

sure he’d cuddle you afterwards but maybe not too much like aftercare??

but if you tell him he would of course try to implement aftercare in your SEGGSY TIME SESSIONS

he usually just passes out and when he wakes up in the morning you’re already gone lmao

he will text you as soon as he wakes up though!!

“thank you y/n, i’ll buy you food”

100% SENDS DICKPICS

also the dirtiest memes

might accidentally say “i love you” during sex 

Felix

the sweetest boy ever

he really cares about how you’re feeling every time the two of you have sex 

“is this fine?” 

“are you sure? i can stop at anytime you know?”

almost gets annoying sometimes LIKE BOY FUCK ME STOP ASKING QUESTIONS

very touchyyyyy~

hands all over you if he’s on top

caressing your waist, nipples and hips

wants to see your face as well (cause he thinks you’re cute)

same as hyunjin in where he’d feel comfortable to be subby with you

will ask you to ride him a lot :(

because then he can see your pretty face when you cum and your entire upper body is on display for him!!

always cuddles you afterwards ALWAYS!!!

strokes your hair and hears your heart beat in sync with his :((

Seungmin

only reason to why he agreed to this was to get out his pent up stress

shy the first couple of times because he thinks its so odd to like ask you for sexual favors?? 

but he gets used to it pretty quickly ;)))

will make sure that you cum every time

HE AINT LEAVING HIS FRIEND UNSATISFIED

also seems like the type to sext a lot

ya know,,, uses it to masturbate ;)) 

but he doesnt tell you that

instead just sends a pic of his cock, the tip leaking with white 

with some stupid emoji

i feel like he doesnt just randomly text you but instead plans days where the two of you meet up and fuck ahsahsha

he wants you to be totally relaxed and not thinking about something else 

Jeongin

shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

even if he knows you and you guys were friends before

he’d almost feel guilty??

because he’d be afraid that he’s using you in some way and that you get the wrong impression of him

so he always buys you food and snacks after fucking ashahsa

its a good opportunity for him to both explore what he likes 

but also to gain some sense of control because i have a feeling that he’d be dom most of the time

he’s often the baby is most situations and truth be told,,, he doesnt really like it

TO AN EXTENT

and so when you actually see him as an adult and he sees that you really likes it when he takes control IT MAKES HIM VERY VERY CRAZY 

also very prone to mixing his emotions into this

[oops-aquarius]

tainted kisses

summary: steve needs some relaxation, which you provide to him

warnings: smut (!!!!), praise kink, slight degradation kink, a little bit of angst cuz a hoe is sad, oral fixation (duh), slight dom/sub dynamics (?), mentions of sadness/depression, tiny mommy kink (like barely there)

pairing: steve rogers x reader

word count: 2.2k

note(s): not edited well at all, also i used a prompt generator to get the promt i used (which is below !!)

prompt: “baths or water (tubs or jacuzzis; hot springs; water houses or steam rooms; the ocean; swimming pools.”

kink: “Oral fixation or fetishization (lips, tongue, or whole mouth; french-kissing; licking; oral displays using food or beer bottles; smoking cigarettes, cigars, or pipes; biting or chewing one's lip(s))”

--

***this is post-endgame except nobody died, cause im a hoe for all of the avengers***

Steve never realized how much he liked things in his mouth. Not always in a sexual way, at least not until after fighting Thanos.

After fighting for so long, bottling up his emotions was not at all how Steve needed to cope. He tried the yoga and meditation route Wanda had so kindly suggested. Yeah, after one session of hot yoga, Steve decided that it wasn't going to happen. Tony, obviously, suggested sex. Said something about it being a “healing experience for the soul”. That’s bullshit were Steve’s first thoughts when that came out of his mouth. Bucky told him to get some goats and raved about how therapeutic it was to raise them. But Steve could barely take care of himself, how would he even take care of a goat? Steve felt a hot sense of hopelessness burn against the back of his eyes as he sat on the floor of his bedroom, back pressed against the adjoined bathroom door.

“Steve?” A soft knock came from the front door. He took his thumb away from his mouth, he had resorted to subconsciously nibbling on the tip of it. Pulling himself off the door and towards the voice, he rubbed his tear-stricken cheeks in attempts to clean himself up a bit before seeing you.

“One sec, Y/N/N.”

When he opened the door, your face softened a bit before the smile that Steve, secretly, loved so much dropped off your face completely. “Stevie, what happened?”

Stevie, a nickname he hated for his entire life. A name that reminded him of the days before the super solider serum where he was a little guy getting beaten up on the streets of Brooklyn. Stevie, a nickname he loved hearing from your caring voice. Nobody else’s. 

“Just tired, Y/N” he sighed, “so,so tired.”

“Stevie,” your voice caught at the back of your throat. Seeing him in so much pain made your life turn upside down. He doesn't deserve to be in pain. “ S’there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“Just stay with me? Please?”

You took him back into his bed and sat with him, just talking about life until his breathing turned back to normal and he seemed partially-okay. 

“Do you want to take a bath?” you asked, still stroking the blonde strands of his hair.

“Are you saying I smell?” He took his face out of the crook of your shoulder, feigning a look of hurt.

“No, punk, I meant to relax. You seemed pretty shaken up and I just wanted to help. I mean, that’s what I do when I feel down, relax in a bat-”

He cuts you off, “I appreciate it. Really, Y/N, I don’t know many people that are as loving and caring as you, sweetheart.” The nickname made a pang in your heart. You had like the super solider since you had met him, but never felt like he reciprocated the feelings. Even though you both cuddled often, and had movie nights, and he always let you beat him while sparring, and that one time you came down with a stomach bug and he fed you soup and-holy shit. Did Steve like you? “Sweetheart?”

“Huh?”

“I said, ‘A bath does sound nice’. What’s got you so suddenly zoned out?” He says, donning a smirk.

“It’s nothing. Let’s get you into that bath, mister,” you had a faux grumpy look on your face as you got up and walked to the bathroom, starting to fill the white, ceramic bathtub with warm water. “Okay, big boy. You need help getting up or are you okay?”

Rolling his eyes at your inauthentic tone, Steve pushes his tensed frame off the body and managed to stumble into the bathroom, while you following him closely to make sure he doesn't fall over from exhaustion.

“I get it, I’m old, but damn Y/N. I can walk perfectly fine,” He chuckles as he pushes himself up to sit on the counter top.

You start to fill up the bathtub with warm water, adding bubbles and lighting a few scented candles. He looked so pretty, hair sticking out in every direction, lips pink and puffy from biting them, his ocean blue eyes still misty as he looks down at his cuticles, picking them slightly. 

“Okay, I’m gonna leave so you can take this bath,” you say, shutting off the faucet, “Got it?”

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Stevie.”

“Stay, please.” His eyes were watering more than earlier. He had those puppy dog eyes, lip quivering as his voice cracked and wavered even with just a few words. He looked so vulnerable, how could you say no to him?

“Of course, Steve. I mean, the bubbles with kind of cover everything. I’ll just sit next to the tub with you, alright?” You awkwardly giggled and scratched the back of your neck. He nodded, hopping off of the counter and starting to undress himself with a wobble. “Stevie, you’re shaking like a leaf, let me help you.”

His eyes never met yours as you helped him pull his t-shirt over his head and looped your delicate fingers through the waistband of his sweatpants, dragging them down his muscular thighs. “You’re not gonna finish your job, doll?”

His boxers. The only clothes he had left on were his grey boxers. You wanted to give him privacy and not look, especially in such a broken and vulnerable state. But god, you could see the outline of his partially-hard cock through the soft cotton. You thought about what it would be like to have your mouth around his hard length, chocking on it as he rammed himself into the back of your throat.

“Ummm, I just--I thought--I mean I can---Only if you want--” The dirty thoughts clouded your brain. It made speaking a speaking a sentence almost impossible as your mouth watered just thinking about his cock.

“It was a joke, sweetheart,” he laughed heartily, “You’re too adorable.”

Pulling his boxers down his legs, he waddled tiredly over to the tub before stepping in. He groaned in pleasure at the feeling of the warm water encapsulating his exhausted body. You imagined that’s how he’d groan if you sucked his cock so hard he was seeing stars.

You were still facing the door, like you were as Steve got completely undressed. You knew if you turned around and look at him, naked and at ease, you’d jump his bones in a heartbeat. “Come sit with me, Y/N”

And you did. You turned around cautiously, like you expected, the bubbles covered his body enough for you to be able to handle yourself as you sat down next to the tub. You grabbed his hand away from his lips, running your soft fingers over his rough calloused ones. “I always see you biting your nails or cuticle or lips or your pens. Why?”

He sighed, “I’m not sure, I guess it just distracts me?” He said it more like it was a question rather than a statement. “I guess I don’t truly know why I do it, I guess I just enjoy having things in my mouth.”

You could read Steve like a book, his pupils blown with lust, his lip stuck between his teeth, a blush heating up his cheeks. You took a leap of faith.

“Yeah, like what?”

“You.”

His lips were on yours in a flurry, it took a second for you to react, but as soon as you did it felt amazing. Neither of you seemed to care about the water splashing over you as his hands trailed up your body, tugging at the hem of your shirt.

He pulls away panting, “F-Fuck, Y/N, I need you. Please. Oh my god I need you so bad,” His eyes looked as if they were welling up with tears and he looked so pretty still in the relaxing bubble bath, whimpering and whining for you. 

“God, I need you too, baby,” you stop to look in his eyes sincerely, “Are you sure you want this? I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to do or that you will regret.” Your hand caresses his cheek.

“Just get in here with me and I’ll show you how much I want you,” he whispered, “Need you, really.”

You sighed before your hands moved shakily to take off your t shirt. As much as you wanted this, you were still scared of how the ripped super solider would feel about you and your body, As soon as your shirt was off, Steve was whimpering, dipping his hand into the soapy water to massage his aching cock. This only spurred you to take off your clothes and join him faster. 

“Did I say you could touch yourself, puppy?” Your stern voice caught him off-guard, making him pause his actions with a look of fear on his face. You step into the bathtub, straddling him. Your nails raked up his milky white thighs, trailing up his body admiring the beauty of it. “Y’Know I was planning on being nice to you because you’ve been so good to me, but you might need to be punished, baby? Do you need to punshied like a brat?”

He mewled, bowing his head in shame. You could feel him growing harder and harder by the second and you were starting to go crazy with the empty feeling inside of you that on he could fill. “No, ma’am. I’ll be good, I swear!”

“Mmmm, that’s my good boy.” Your hands slid up his chest and rested on his cheeks, hearing him preen at your praise, as you repositioned yourself over his cock. “Are you sure you want this?”

“If you dont ride me into next week right fucking now I’m going to scream, Y/N,” He breathed out with a chuckle, Grabbing your thighs, he helps you sink down on his cock. Both of you were moaning and whimpering messes by the time you were sitting at this base of him, trying to get adjusted to his large size. 

Hot tears burned at the back of his eyes as soon as you lifted yourself up off of him, only leaving the tip of him inside of you, and slamming back down on his dick. 

“Baby-please,” he whimpered, “n-need, shit, need your fingers, bad.” 

You were confused, slowing down a bit to make sure he was okay. But his puppy dog eyes showed that he was okay. Slowly taking your wrist from his cheek, he puts your fingers in his warm mouth. Moaning around them and swirling his tongue around them. He did it the same way you always dreamed about sucking his dick, chocking and gagging on his length.

“Yeah, you’re such a needy little slut for me, for this pussy. Look at you, so ruined and fucked out just because I’m fucking you.” He moaned sensually at your words making your core tighten impossibly. 

You had gotten a good idea as you were riding him. Slowly, you start to thrust your hand in and out of his mouth, watching the saliva dribble out of the corners of his mouth as he choked on you. The band in your tummy starts tightening as you feel yourself getting close. 

“Shit, fuck, baby, I’m gonna come. Oh my god, you’re make me come with your beautiful cock, puppy. So good for me, aren’t you?” Your free hand dips into the water, cupping his balls and rolling them around your soft palm.

He nods, choking on your nimble finger yet again his you massage his sensitive balls. “Gonna come,” he slurred and spit around you.\, “almost there.”

“I didn’t” you moaned as you feel his balls tighten, fall back down on his cock at a faster pace, “give you permission to do that. I thought you were going to be good for me?”

“I am” he spluttered loudly, “i am good, I swear. Just please let me come. I need it, oh shit, mommy.”

The name went straight to your core, making you grow weak as you feebly give him permission to come as you come undone with one more bounce on his large member. His hands come up to grope your breasts as he come with hot spurts inside of your tight cunt. 

“Oh my god,” you stifle a giggle as you stand up on shaky legs. You wordlessly helped him out of the tub and wrapped him in a white towel, walking him to bed while you dried yourself off. Collapsing on the bed with a grunt, the solider hollds out his hand to you, signalling you to lay down with him. You could easily tell he was still coming down from his sex high, starting to regain his self back.

“I dont know what possessed me to,” he pauses, trying to figure out a way to word the rest of his sentence, “to suck, I guess, on your hand. I’m sorry, Y/N, that was really weird of me.”

“What do’ya mean, baby? Having an oral fixation isn’t something to be ashamed of.” The words make him smile with droopy eyes, tucking his head into your neck and starting to fall asleep, happy and comfortable, cuddling you.

“And to be honest, puppy. I think it’s really hot.”

[obsessive-ego]

A late night hand nsft

Musical beetlejuice x reader

You give beej a handjob in your sleep

Reader has a vagina

Warning dubious consent, voyeurism, masturbation, mutual masturbation kinda

Shout out to the anon that told me to do this

Its been a full week of beetlejuice being underfoot and in your personal space, from the moment youd wake up, and left for work, to when you got home again, not that you minded at all, in fact you adored the demon, hell, you were head over heels for the ghoul, not that you had the balls to say it.

But this whole week he's been up on you, clinging to you, nuzzling his scratch beard into your neck, pinching your rear, poking at you, he just couldnt keep his hands off, not that you minded, though you did scold him for getting too friendly with your bum, you two even slept together and the man was a cuddler. All this physical attention wasnt usually an issue, you could normally deal with this pent up frustration and sexual neediness during some alone time with some less then wholesome thoughts of the bastard who made you feel that way to begin with.

But not this time, beetlejuice just wouldnt give you the time of day, normally he would duck out and scare the neighbors or lydia would summon him away, but lydia was off on a family vacation or something, and beej just wasnt in the mood to be a pest to anyone but you.

You envied the ghoul, his ability to just leave and do whatever he wanted, hell for all you know the bastard could be jerking off on the roof, shooting his load over the edge and watching it splat on the sidewalk, honestly you wouldnt put it past him, you couldnt help but snicker at that image, but your mirth was cut short when a familiar gravelly voice grabs your attention.

"What's so funny?"

"Ah, just remembered a stupid tiktok I saw the other day, dont worry about" you shrug

The ghoul grunts, alittle annoyed you wont elaborate on the joke, but his attention returns to the film the two of you were watching, he was watching, you were too busy in your own head.

It was the regular movie night the two of you shared, you would order pizza, beetlejuice would scare the piss out of the poor delivery guy, and the two of you would stay up till the early morning watching B list horror, all the while the demon had an arm around your shoulders pulling you into his side, he would claim he did it cuz he was cold and you were warm, and under normal circumstances you didnt mind, but now? You felt like you were gonna die, you swore the demon could hear your heart pounding away, or feel the warmth from your face, god couldnt tell you were in desperate need to deal with your pent up frustrations could he? Hell you wanted the ghoul to absolutely rail you on the couch, and you're pretty sure he'd do it if youd asked, but you werent that type of person, nor did you want friends with benefits relationship with beetlejuice, if anything you wanted something more romantic, as cheesy as that sounds, a loving relationship with a literal demon, I mean the two of you DO get along nicely, so maybe it wasnt too out of the question?

You were so busy in your on head freaking out you didnt hear beetlejuice trying to get your attention.

With a poke on the cheek you yelp in surprise

"You sick or something?" He smirked, amused by your cry

"Yeah, feeling alittle dizzy" you mumble avoiding the ghoul's eyes, he was leaning into now, his face way too close to yours, he had no idea what personal space even was, and you were in no state to deal with his clingyness unless you wanted to cum your pants infront of a jackass who'll never let you forget it.

"I think I'm gonna head to bed early" you shift away from the demon and up off the couch, he huffs in annoyance

"Really babes? You got the day off tomorrow, how bout you relax here with me, I dont mind if you doze off on me~, I'll keep ya nice and cozy all night~" he purrs, eyeing you up and down, if you werent wet earlier you were sure as fuck were now, you swallow the lump in your throat and squeeze your legs together and squeak out a soft "no thanks, I think sleeping in my bed would be ideal, I dont want to make you sick or anything, I mean If i am sick, night" you babbled as you scurried to your room.

With the closing of the door you were home safe in your room, not safe enough to jerk away these annoying pent up sexual feelings, yes you could be quite, but beetlejuice was nosy and had the nasty habbit of appearing when you least wanted him to, fantasies of him walking in on you then helping you finish is one thing, but in reality? Its terrifying.

You can stare at yourself in your bedroom mirror and snear "horny dumbass" you mumble as you plug your phone into its charger and slip in bed hoping tomorrow these frustrations would vanish.

Beetlejuice stifled a laugh at your exit, one of his favourite things about you was that you were a terrible liar, he could read you like an open book, that's how he found out you liked him and not just in a sexy way, he saw how much you liked him as a person, even though he wasnt one, you treated him with genuine kindness and wanted him around, not strings attached, that in itself was rare, a pretty little breather like you having the hots for a smelly creepy old guy of a corpse? One in a million, and he sure as hell wasnt gonna let it go.

He knew you liked him, and yes he's seen you masturbate more then he's willing to admit, but seeing you so turned on you looked like you were gonna explode? That was new, and he'd be lying if he wasnt a tad turned on by it at all.

Let's be honest beetlejuice knew he was winding you up all week, he wanted to see you're cute flustered expression, but soaking your panties? That was a bonus, he didnt think youd get so hot under the collar by his games, he was actually quite flattered that he had that level of effect on you.

The ghoul quietly floats over to your bedroom, pressing an ear against the door, nothing, he frowns, no sounds of soft panting, or the muffled buzz of your little vibrator, nothing. Maybe he was asking for too much, hoping youd have the guts to jerk one out while his presence was known, but no, no little peep show tonight.

As much as the demon would love to slip into bed with you and catch some Zs, it was still too early to do so, you'd still be awake, and in your current state would be pretty jumpy, he floats back over to the couch to wait it out, despite his creepy nature beetlejuice occasionally had these moments of respecting you and your feelings, it was odd, maybe the maitlands were rubbing off on him.

Beetlejuice spent most of this time waiting for you to doze off just staring at the ceiling as he reclined on the couch, he pulls a clock out from his jacket and gives a small smirk, enough time as finally pasted for you to be out and for him to slink in.

The ghoul fazes his way through your bedroom door, seeing you fast asleep, he smiles, floating towards the edge of the bed and with the snap of his finger his striped suit vanishes leaving behind nothing but a pair of stripe boxers.

Beetlejuice gently pulls aside the covers to reveal your sleeping form, you were wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt, and with further inspection a pair of boxers, that were hidden by the shirt.

The ghoul slips in beside you and sighs at the welcoming of your warmth, the ghoul pulls you close being ever so gentle, trying not to wake you. The demon settles on the position of you using his soft chest as a pillow, your body pressed up against his side, and an arm around your shoulder with his hand on your upper back.

Beetlejuice let's out a soft sigh, this, this was nice, the feeling of warmth from your living body against his cold one, you were so soft, and warm, and alive, and you were all his, you just didn't know it yet. The ghoul couldnt help himself, you made him feel so wanted for nothing, of course he was going to fall for you, soon he'll get you to confess your feelings to him and then things will be perfect, but until that day, the demon was fine to snuggle with you, and get satisfaction from you in anyway he could.

His musings of your future love life was cut short with a soft whisper, it was unintelligible, but it was from you.

The ghoul stifled a laugh, you were talking in your sleep again, something you did often, but rarely was the demon able to make out what you were saying.

"What's up sweets? You okay?" He chuckled, hand running up and down your back

You mumble in response

"Oh, what's that? You need mr beebleboose to help you out?"

You hum

"You need me to rub your clothed vagina? Oh, y/n you naughty minx, is it because your so pent up from my little game of teasing-"

The ghoul's mirth was cut short when he felt the soft touch of a warm hand against his clothed dick.

"Whoa, babes, y/n ah-"

At first beetlejuice could have mistaken the first stroke as a slip of the hand, but another? You were gently rubbing his crotch in your sleep.

The ghoul quickly changes his hue to electric  pink, and bites his knuckles to try and stop from moaning out as your warm hand continously brushes clumsily against his cock, now fully erect, it was embarrassing how quick the ghoul's meat rose to your touch alone.

"Sugar, you're not playing fair" he groans before bucking into your touch, this wasnt fair, you're dead asleep and playing him like a goddamn fiddle, was this karma? Was this his punishment for making you hot under the collar? I mean as far as punishments go, it could have been worse, but having you touch him in such a way, and not being able to do damn thing about it? Still drove the demon nuts, god slash satan he wanted to wake and rail you, though he knew you would die of embarrassment if you found out what you did to him in your sleep, so here beetlejuice was, stuck between a tock and a hard place.

"Bee..."

The noise nearly stopped the demon's heart, if it was still pumping, beetlejuice glances away from the ceiling over to you, which thank God, you were still asleep, just rambling again.

The ghoul lets out a soft sigh of relief before you interrupt

"Faster?"

The demon nearly dropped his jaw at what you uttered, though he clenched it back shut when he felt your soft hand squeeze his cock through his boxers.

"Harder?" You mumble

"Y/n please" he whines softly "fine, you win babes" he ghoul groans before begrudging brushing your hand away and pulling his painfully hard cock out of his boxers, the ghoul gently guides your eager hand back to his desperate meat, which you gently take hold of, the demon stifles a moan at the rush of warmth of your soft hand against his hard cool cock. Beetlejuice slowly begins to guide your hand up and down his shaft, all while he pants and and moans, hips trying their best not to buck too hard and wake you.

"Oh y/n, theres nothing like doing the stranger, especially if you already know them huh?" He chuckles between pants

"You like that?" You mumble in a whisper

"God slash satan yes" the demon whines, he wanted this for so long, he would have preferred you be awake, but he wasnt going to punch a gift horse in the mouth.

His hand guiding your own began to pick up pace, running up and down his shaft, stopping at the base ever so often to give it a light squeeze.

"Is this good?" You sighed

"Sugar you have no idea" been groaned biting on his knuckles

As good as beetlejuice was at edging he knew he wasnt gonna last long, the warmth and softness of your hand was gonna be the second death of him.

He was in heaven, or as close as a born dead demon was gonna get, but he was brought back quickly to reality when movement beside him.

The smallest squeak of movement from the mattress followed by a soft whine from you, if the ghoul's heart was still pumping it would have stopped by now.

This was it, he was done for, you were gonna see his dirty transgression and banish him forever.

Seconds pass and there was nothing, no screaming, nothing.

Beetlejuice let's out a sigh before returning to guiding your hand up and down his desperate erection.

But you move you body again, a soft bump against the ghoul's side, and another bump, then another, followed by a soft whine from you.

Were you trying to get off?

The demon smiles and stifles a laugh, here he was tending to himself while his sweet little y/n was desperate for a release of their own, what kind of lover would he be if he was to leave his favourite breather hanging?

Beetlejuice moves his free hand from your back, and softly slides it between yours and his bodies, slipping it gently between your legs, where it was greeted with a great warmth. His cool fingers gently press against your clothed sex, he could feel you were already wet, you've been hot under the collar all week due to his teasing, the demon couldnt help but smile at how this was all his doing, with another press against your clothed folds, you let out a soft whine and gently buck up against his hand.

"Bee" you whimper

"Y/n" he sighs, returning his other hand into guiding yours up and down his leaking cock.

Many a nights has beetlejuice dreamed if this exact situation, although in his fantasy you were awake, but this was good too.

"Want me to make a mess honey?" You whined

At this point the ghoul was close to his limit, it was if you could read his mind "oh yeah baby, help daddy make a mess" he groaned using your hand at a more brutal pace, chasing his own orgasm.

"Fuck y/n, that's it, that's it doll, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum all over your pretty hand baby" the ghoul babbled before finally cumming, his ectoplasm splattering all over your hand and the sheets that hid his dirty deed from view, moving you hand away from his now spent cock.

Beetlejuice takes a moment to bask in the after glow, before finally coming down from his sexual high to help you finish.

His attention now, 100% on you, a slight increase in pressure on your crotch as he rubbed, you whined and bucked into his hand, mumbling his name.

Beetlejuice took this opportunity to be a tad more bold, slipping a finger up the pant leg of your boxers and into your soaked vagina, he shivers at the new sensation, warm, wet, alive.

He slowly begins to pump his finger in and out, while his thumb eagerly runs at the clit.

It didnt take long for you to finish ether, due to how tightly wound you already were.

"That's it doll, cum all over my hand, eye for an eye right?" He chuckles

With a gasp and a few messy movements from you hips you cum, coding the demon's hand in your juices.

You slowly stop your thrashing and you panting dies down to soft breathing.

"Was it good for you too?" The ghoul snorts removing his hand from your crotch and bringing it to his mouth, sucking the lucky finger that explored your entrance.

Electricity leaving his hair, but remining pink, content in his late night activities, he snaps his fingers and his cum covering your hand and sheets vanish, as nice a thought was to have you sleep in that mess, youd be furious, and he couldnt have you finding him out just yet.

"Good night y/n" he sighs giving your forehead a soft kiss before dozing off.

Bonus

You woke up groping around for your phone, 10am, you huff, you start to sit up before being yanked back down, into the arms of the demon who snuck into you bed again.

"Wheres the fore babes? It's your day off, come play with old mr beebleboose~" the familiar coo of the undead bastard you welcome into your heart graced your ears.

"Morning beetlejuice" you sigh

"Sleep well doll? Feeling better, you sure were hot last night~" he teased giving your cheek a pinch

"Yeah, I am feeling better..." you trailed off, clearly amazed that you really DID sleep off those frustrations "werid dreams though.." you mumbled

Beej immediately perked up at that "oh~" he leans in nuzzling his face against yours "care to elaborate babes?" This was gonna be good, you were gonna be a cute flustered mess again.

You snort "dont get too excited there Bee, it's not like that, I was standing in the living room shaking a can of pop" you say flatly giving a jerk off type of movement with your hand, the ghoul's eyes grow wide at the gesture, tips of his hair turning pink "you were there, sitting infront of me, I tried to talk to you, but you didnt respond, I just kept shaking the can, till my arm hurt, then I opened it pointed directly at my face, spraying pop all over myself, then the rest is kinda fuzzy..." you trail off knitting your eyebrows together ad if you were trying to remember.

The demon let out a loud cackle causing you to flinch

"Oh babes, guess that dream helped you release all that tension huh?"

Your face burns when It clicks, rubbing you legs together and feeling the familiar feeling of a recent masterbation session, you didnt cum in your sleep did you? God, let's just hope beetlejuice wasnt awake when it happened...

[sallyf4ce]

wolves

chapter III

-> sallyfacexf!reader

-> enemies? to lovers

-> previous | next

cw: drugs, cigarettes, abuse, violence

*does not follow original plot of sally face*

summary: (y/n) wakes up early to avoid sally. sally’s upset that he did something wrong yesterday. (y/n)’s first meeting with travis isn’t the nicest.

The incessant beeping of your alarm tugs you out of your dreamless sleep.

The sticky tears on the ground remind you of yesterday’s events, but you disregard them. All you want to do is take a shower, throw on your jacket and get out the door. You slowly clamber up off the ground and across the living room to turn off the alarm. After making sure it’s not on snooze, you drag your sore body to the shower. It smells like smoke and lots of cleaning supplies. This place is fucking gross. Is it even monday?’ you check the calendar. It is, in fact, monday. You strip and turn the shower handle.

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You're so glad that you chose to wake up early. Usually kids this far from school drive or get picked up by the bus, but you prefer to use your skateboard. That’s why you get up at 6:30, so you have enough time to get ready and get to school on time. Sanity’s fall quietly played as you washed your breakfast plate and cup, brushing grease residue off the greyish porcelain. You wonder if Sal is awake yet. Probably not. You know, waking up early ensures that you won't see him in the morning. The guy’s not that bad, his eyes just freak you out a little.

Pulling the pink glove off your prosthetic, you wipe your hands with a towel and move to the closet to put your shoes on.

“Jacket, jacket, jacket, jacket.” you mumble, eyebrows knitted. “Where are you?” oh, right, you left it in your room.. With poppy. Was that even her name? You kind of just decided it for her.

Alright, don't be a pussy. Just go in and grab the jacket. You sucked in a breath and opened the door to your room.

“Eeh! A teenager! What’s your name, little lady?” her blond ponytail bounced with every sentence. This was the first time you could get a good look at her. She didn't really have feet, just bloody stumps where they used to be.

“Holy fuck, you’re so loud!” your hands covered your ears.

“Ahh, so sorry! I haven't used my voice in years.” she coughs.

“S’ fine... Can I just- just grab my jacket?” you point at the green pile amidst the boxes all around the room. You didn't get a chance to set up.

“Go ahead!” she nods and smiles.

“Alright. uh, listen, lady. This-” you motion towards the whole room. “Is my room. I live here now. I get that you, like, can't leave this place and shit, but could you maybe sit quietly while i set up later? I really need to clean my room up. I’ll set up a little chair place for you or whatever, so you could sleep at night.” you mumble the last part, embarrassed about your hospitality.

“I can’t sleep.” she smiles, her teeth surprisingly shiny for a ghost’s. God, she’s so preppy that you forgot she’s dead.

“Pretend to then, i dont fucking know. Alright, i have to go. Just… don't cause trouble.” grabbing the jacket, you begin shutting the door. “My name’s (y/n), by the way.”

You can hear her squeals as you leave the apartment. You decide to take the elevator because you don't feel like running down the stairs with a heavy ass bag on your back.. Stepping in, you press the main floor button. It looks like there’s a bit of sticky stuff around it. gross. Syrup? You hoped so.

The elevator dings and you step out, heading out the front doors. It’s cloudy. Again. Not a surprise, really. Keeping your eyes on the gravel, you set down your skateboard and begin your journey to school.

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Sal’s point of view:

“She probably went on without us, man. Don’t know why you're worrying so much.'' Larry leaned back into the bus seat.

“It’s not that, Larry face. Yesterday, when we left…” was it my fault? Did i scare her? Did she see my face through the mask? Fuck.

“What is it? Spit it out, sally dude.” he pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and puffed the smoke out the window.

“I think i scared her, larry. I think she saw my face.” i let out a shaky breath. God, everything was going good. Why the fuck does this stupid face ruin everything?

“Did you- did you take your mask off?” he sat up in the seat, eyes wide.

“No. She probably saw it through my mask.”

“I still dont get it. Explain more, dude.”

“She looked so scared. We made eye contact, and she, like, panicked. Her eyes widened and then she threw me out. It was definitely my eyes. We were fine the whole night, i dont know why she freaked out.”

Larry let out a long hum. He was probably trying to piece things together. Anyway, she definitely went to school earlier than us. I can ask her about it there.

“Woah, sally face. Calm down or you’ll go bald.” larry’s hands pulled mine off my pigtails. Huh, i didnt even notice.

“Thanks, dude. I think we’re here.”

Your point of view:

It was around eight o’clock by the time you arrived. Kids were already piling out of buses and cars, standing by the school’s entrance and conversing with their friends. You definitely felt some eyes on you. That was expected, though. They didnt recognize you, and nockfell didnt seem like a town with many new people. Thinking back to yesterday, sal and larry mentioned some bully kid. Probably wouldnt be hard to spot him.

“Watch it, goth freak!” a pair of hands gripped onto your shoulders.

Ah, what a coincidence.

“Get the fuck off me, fucking prick.” he twitched as you gripped onto his hands and pushed him away.

“Is that a metal hand? Ha, you’re a fucking cripple! How pathetic.” he chuckled. Blond hair draped itself across his forehead, definitely not complimenting the purple shade of his shirt and eye. School fight? or daddy issues? Who knows. I mean, you’re not one to speak, your dad’s literally dead.

“Let me guess, you’re that bully fucker they talked about. God, isnt there enough troubled kids in Nockfell?” you rolled your eyes, just wanting to get to school.

When you said you had bad luck, you really meant it, because all of a sudden, his fist landed on your face.

Are you fucking serious?

You just moved here yesterday and you’ve already been fucked up twice. You can’t keep taking hits, (y/n)! You gotta dish some out!

Sighing in disbelief, you reached out to your gushing nose.

“Mother.” you flicked the blood off your prosthetic hand. “Fucker.”

At this, travis bolts. You drop your bag and get back on your skateboard, weaving through the crowd to get to that shrimpy little fuck.

“I’m so fucking done with nockfell.” blood trails down the side of your face as you lock your eyes on the blond mop of hair in front of you.

Do you jump? Or let him get away?

Nah, you jump.

The skateboard shoots out beneath you as you kick off. He lets out a strangled cry as you land on his back and send him to the concrete. A few whoops can be heard from the kids far behind you.

“Fuck, i’m sorry! Get off me!” he scrambles beneath you.

“Now you’re fucking sorry?”

He doesnt say anything. You slowly climb off, keeping a hand on his neck.

“Pussy.” a snicker escapes you.

“What’d you just-” the hand on his neck squeezes tighter and shuts him up.

“What’s your name again?”

“Tr-travis, fuck.”

“Travis, huh? Well, travis-”

“(Y/n)? What are you doing on Travis?”

Sal’s point of view:

Me and larry were getting off the bus when we heard a bunch of cheering. Weird. I looked in the direction larry was staring. Hold on, that’s travis and some other kid on top of him.

“Sally face! I think that’s fucking (Y/n)! Holy shit!” larry shakes my shoulder. That’s actually her! What is she doing on travis?

“Larry, c’mon, we have to go get her off!” i try pulling him away, but he doesnt budge.

“No way, man! I wanna see her beat him up! She’s doing what you won’t let me do!” he smiles wide. Fuck, i guess i’ll just have to go alone. Larry frowns as i drop my bag and begin running towards them. I’m not letting her get in trouble on the first day. I hear her say something to him as i come closer.

“(Y/n)? What are you doing on travis?”

She looks up in surprise. Holy shit, she’s bleeding!

“I’ve gotten fucked up twice in the past 24 hours. I’m not letting this fuck get away with it.” She snarls. As bad as i feel, she’s kind of attractive, bloody and feral like that. God, what the fuck? Not time for this, sal.

“Oh my god, (y/n)! Here, uh, get up and i’ll take you to the office.”

Your point of view:

You look back at travis. There’s a visible blush on his face, and he’s staring straight at sally.

Oh.

OH.

A smirk forms on your face.

“No thanks, porcelain face. Me and blondie here will go by ourselves. Right?”

He growls, but you tighten your grip on his neck again and he nods.

“Uh, okay. Do you want me to take your skateboard or something?” Sal scratches his head and changes the topic. Just a sliver of jealousy can be found in him, but he is grateful for the nickname. It suits him.

Your expression darkens for a second, all of a sudden feeling possessive of your skateboard. He’s not touching it. It was your dad’s.

“No. Take my bag or something.” you nod towards it by the entrance of the school, where it sits. He obeys and gets up to pick up your bag. You pull travis up with you, blood dripping down your shirt and an arm around his shoulders. Sal’s quite a bit away at this point.

“You gay?” you hum. Travis’s back straightens and fear flashes through his eyes. How did you know? How the fuck did you know?

“No! Fuck you, you’re just a pussy who thinks she knows everything-” he starts yelling, trying to get away, but you interrupt him.

“God, shut up. You’re making my head hurt more. It’s okay, you know. I wont fucking tell anyone about your little self exploration journey.” you pat him on the back and he flushes.

“Fuck, you’re so sappy it’s disgusting.”

“I’m not gonna be a dick to someone because of their sexuality, fuckass. I’m not that low. Let’s get to the school.”

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[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

Banana Bread - IUI

This was choice number 2 for the 2k poll! These are some high stakes fam I’ve been threatening this for a minute. I really hope it doesn’t disappoint lmao.

Warnings: i mean its IUI - tattoos and stupidity are in the brand, alluding to Jaskier’s past shitty relationships, nothing harsh though, big softies and big cries

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Geralt got up early to get things set up and hidden so Jaskier wouldn’t see the tattoo machine before he went to work. He even made his boyfriend breakfast so he wouldn’t have time to mosey around their flat and happen upon it. He’d had three hours to practice before a shift at the bar, then probably two hours after that to practice and clean up before Jask got home from his last appointment of the day. 

Yen had been teaching him how to tattoo on bananas. 

He’d had to bake a ridiculous amount of banana bread because of the fruit choice and he regretted not getting oranges to just make juice with when he was done with them.

This was his third day practicing and he’d finally figured out how to make a solid line without skipping or wobbling too bad. The cursive words weren’t tattoo quality, but they were legible and pretty fucking neat compared to his chicken scratch in his server’s notebook. 

He sat up and stretched out his neck when his alarm went off. Jaskier’s last appointment was just showing up so he had about two hours until he’d be home. He could totally get one more practice banana done. 

Geralt hunched forward over the fruit again and clicked the machine on, quickly zoning out on his task. When he finished the sentence (his best yet) he set the pile of bananas on the kitchen counter before packing up the machine and hiding it under the couch. 

He’d meant to get up and send a picture to Yen for approval. He’d definitely meant to hide the evidence of his plan before Jaskier got home. 

But the bar had been packed for the lunch rush and he’d replaced four kegs and staged two because Abby couldn’t lift them and he was just so damn tired. He made the mistake of leaning back to rest and within seconds he was out. 

-

He woke up to a banana smacking him in the face, then another in his shoulder, then yet another far too close to his dick for comfort. He lurched forward in horror when he realized what was happening. 

“Oh fuck!”

“Oh fuck indeed! This is why we have so much fucking banana bread?!” Jaskier threw another banana at him from the kitchen island, smacking him in the neck.

“Shit! No! Uh… fuck,” Geralt leapt up and collected the bananas from the living room floor before turning to see his boyfriend crying, “I… fucked up.” 

Jaskier’s face flitted through at least twenty different emotions in the span of five seconds but Geralt only felt terror. 

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. He’d planned a little getaway and surprise and he’d do it at the top of a beautiful hike when the sun was setting. He thought he could put a banana in Jask’s bag and ask for a snack at the top. Or something like that. He wasn’t too sure about the whole hiking thing. But it sure as hell wasn’t supposed to happen while he was asleep. 

“You…?” Jaskier picked up the last banana still on the kitchen counter and stared at it before looking back up at Geralt, “Do you mean this?”

Geralt nodded, still absolutely petrified.

“This isn’t just some sentence you chose to practice?”

Geralt shook his head. 

Jaskier took a deep breath and wiped his face, back to staring at the banana, “Why?”

“Well you said you can’t have jewelry on your hands at work because of health regulations and rings can be a pain in the ass at the bar so…” Geralt slowly rounded the couch and stood just a couple feet in front of Jaskier, “I don't know, I just thought we could tattoo them on?”

The look on Jaskier’s face was completely unreadable, and Geralt had recently said he was fluent in his boyfriend’s expressions, “No, why do you want to marry me?” 

Geralt frowned before he gently took the banana out of his hands and sunk down to one knee, “Because you are everything I could ever want and more,” he licked his lips and blinked the sleep out of his eyes before he continued, really wishing he’d stopped for coffee on the way home, “I love everything about you. Literally everything. Even the annoying things,” Jaskier gave a watery smile and held out his hand, which Geralt eagerly took as he babbled on, “I love your voice in the morning and when you yell at me and when you sing in the shower. I love how passionate you are and how you’d do anything for the people you love. I love your ridiculously blue eyes,” he gave Jask’s hand a squeeze and took a moment to clear away the tightness in his throat and blink a couple times, “I love how strong you are. I love that you’re still open and gentle and sweet even after everything you’ve been through. I will grumble and complain but I really do love that you push me to be better,” he took a deep breath and tried his best to keep his voice steady but Jask was looking at him like he was the only thing that had ever mattered in the whole universe, “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I can’t believe I almost booked my first tattoo with a scary looking guy smoking a cigarette in his profile picture. I am so so unbelievably lucky to have you and I want to do everything in my power to make you happy. Forever. But if you dont bite that wobbling lip I'm not going to make it through this.”

Jaskier laughed and wiped at his nose, biting his bottom lip.

Geralt cleared his throat again as he finally lost his battle with the tears, “Jaskier Pankratz, brilliant and ridiculous love of my life, will you marry me?”

He nodded and let out a strangled high pitched whine as he tugged Geralt up to his feet and clung to his shoulders. Geralt held him close and rested the hand not currently holding a banana on the back of his head as he cried into his shirt for a minute. 

“Yes!” Jaskier gasped as he stood back to look at Geralt, almost choked really, with the way he was still crying with his whole body, “Yes, I’ll marry you! Figured I should actually say it.”

Geralt laughed and cupped his cheek with one hand, “Thank you, I was getting a little nervous.”

Jaskier gave a hysterical giggle before sealing their lips together in a salty, messy kiss, “What the fuck are we gonna do with all these bananas?”

Geralt kissed his nose and held his best banana up, “First we have to take a picture for Yen and Triss. Then banana bread?”

They spent the rest of the night making seven massive loaves of banana bread. Well, Geralt baked banana bread. Jaskier clung to him in any way he could and followed him around the kitchen. 

When Geralt stood up from pulling the last loaf out of the oven Jaskier hugged him from behind, resting his head on his shoulder with his arms wrapped around his ribs, “Darling, since we’re getting mar-ried,” he put extra emphasis on ‘married’ and giggled, “you should know I really hate banana bread.” 

Geralt snorted, dropping the tin foil roll as he laughed and leaned back into his fiancé. 

“Hope that’s not a deal-breaker,” Jaskier giggled, pressing a kiss to Geralt’s cheek.

“I think we can work it out,” Geralt sighed, turning in Jaskier’s arms to kiss him again, only pulling away long enough to mutter a soft, “I love you,” before walking him backwards out of the kitchen and down the hall, lips still firmly and lovingly pressed together.

[bakugohoex]

reader confronting katsuki about his anger issues and how he bullies deku too much and they scream "don't u wanna be a hero?!" or smth like that and it strikes a nerve but also makes him Sad bc he wanna be a hero don't call him a villain :((

“you’ll never be a fucking hero if you keep acting like a dick to midoriya”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: language, bit of angst bit of fluff

word count: 1400+

a/n: hey guys, hope you enjoy this little headcanon thingy i dont know what it’s called lmao

summary:  in which after seeing bakugo continue his bullying with midoriya, you take it upon yourself to stick up for the boy and bakugo get’s a lot more than he expected, finally realising that his act cannot go on for any longer

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Another day, another Bakugo shouting at Midoriya.

You could see in Midoriya’s eyes how much he looked up to the boy, you may have only known the two for a couple months now but seeing Bakugo scream at the boy again.

It was too much, the anger in explosions, the way Midoriya tried to hold him back.

He was extra pissed today and was taking it out on the green haired boy.

Being close friends with the boy, the shouting of Bakugo had made your instincts act out.

You left your own partner, Kirishima, and marched past everybody. They could all see your own anger; you were going to protect the boy and they were not going to stand in your way.

You grabbed Bakugo’s collar and this boy was in shock, nobody had ever done something like this.

His actions stopped as you dragged him out kicking and shouting for you to let go of him.

“Y/n, what the fuck? Don’t fucking ever do that shit again?” He scowled outside of the training rooms.

You tapped your foot lightly, but you were pissed, fucking annoyed even. He looked angry at you but kept it under wraps. If someone was to analysis Bakugo they would realise how he had a soft spot for you after both of you fought against each other at the spots festival. Hell he even remembered your name and quirk, he may have been nicer to you but his anger that he had suppressed for you needed to be let out somehow.

“Bakugo, you’re going to listen to me, oh so help me God, I will make you look like an idiot inside.” He took a sharp breathe only nodding at how easily you had shut down his frustrations.

“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at? Leave Midoriya the fuck alone, you don’t need to be so fucking rude to the boy. You might think it makes you look all powerful but all I see is a bully.” You took your own deep breath, “you’ll never be a fucking hero if you keep acting like a dick to Midoriya.”

He stood taking it all, all the anger you felt from how he acted towards the boy, he took it all in. The last thing he had ever wanted was to hear the words you had said and worst of all, it was you who had said it. The girl who had nearly beat him, the girl who had always been so kind and nice to those around her. The girl he had almost become infatuated with, you were the one shouting at him, telling him he was the one in the wrong.

“Get a fucking grip, Bakugo.” With the final words you left him speechless outside, he couldn’t speak, couldn’t move. But anger filled him, the sound of his explosions arose from behind you, but you didn’t turn around shaking your head to let him have his tantrum.

You had spent time with him, even studied with him. He never acted the way he acted to Midoriya to you, he always seemed nice and a lot calmer. But watching how hurt Midoriya looked, it hurt you to see your friend upset.

“You don’t get to fucking say shit Y/n.” You stopped in your steps, you were half way inside before his words caught up to you. He was shouting at you, his eyes filled with sadness, you were close enough to see it. But the rest of the class who were watching the scene could only see anger.

“Bakugo…”

“No, Y/n, you can’t say that shit and leave like that.” His voice seemed weaker and his arms may have been out towards you. But no yellow explosions were coming out from it, he just had anger within him. He hated you protecting the young Midoriya, but he knew that you shouldn’t care as much, that you had never stopped him before. So why now?

You didn’t meet his gaze, instead looking to the side, “fucking look at me.” Your eyes flickered to his own and he was about to speak when a much angrier Aizawa stomped towards you. He looked pissed at the two of you not training.

“You two stop talking now.”

“Yes sir.” You both spoke in unison, before you left to go back to Kirishima.

The words had repeated through Bakugo’s head since the encounter outside, he respected you for saying what you said. To stand up to him, but he could see how it had ruined your friendship.

Whenever you’d be in the elevator going up to your rooms, you’d stay on your phone, refusing to talk to him, or if you both were waiting for Aizawa to come in. You’d leave your seat behind him and go talk to Midoriya or Todoroki, he hated it so much.

This is how he ended up doing something entirely rash and a lot more unexpected. It was the end of the day and you were about to leave to go back to the dorms. A hand had grabbed your wrist however, “Y/n.”

Bakugo’s voice was hesitant, but you turned to meet his gaze. He let go of you, scratching the back of his head before speaking again, “I want to prove to you that I am he…hero material, so just umm wait here.”

You were hesitant at first, but you stayed outside, you noticed him walk towards Midoriya who at the sight of seeing Bakugo looked timider than ever. Bakugo gestured you to come over, which you did waiting to see what he’d say to the young boy, “I…I’m sorry.”

Midoriya looked more confused than ever, “are you ill Kacchan?” Midoriya began to try to inspect Bakugo’s face.

“Let go me stupid nerd.” He got out of Midoriya’s way and looked at you.

“An apology won’t just fix a relationship Bakugo.” You had not been impressed with what you had seen, and you wanted to hear more.

“Okay, okay.” Bakugo looked back at Midoriya, “we’ve never been friends and I know we never will.”

You stared blankly at what he had said, that was not a good start, “but I shouldn’t have put all my anger on you, to be honest, all the niceness I give to y/n, I have left over anger that needed to go somewhere. It shouldn’t have been to you, I’m not trying to be nice to you, I’m still 100% better than you and your little nerdy friends but I won’t put the excess anger I have onto you.”

“Okay.” Midoriya had grown over the months, he didn’t need Bakugo’s approval for anything, he had grown to have other friends. Move past the boy from his childhood and you were glad about that.

Bakugo came to meet your gaze again, “yeah, yeah we’re fine now.” He grinned at you walking with you back to the dorms. “So what’s this about being nice to just me.”

“Shut up shitty woman.” He growled as you laughed.

“Hey, you’re supposed to be nice to me.” You pouted to the boy.

“Y/n.” He stopped you in your tracks, even with the acceptance he had gotten back from you, he was still upset about what you had said. “About me not being her…”

You interrupted him, touching his cheek. “It was rash, and I shouldn’t have said it.” You smiled up to the boy, your thumb caressing his face, “you’ll be an amazing pro hero one day and you’ll protect us all.”

“Even you.”

You laughed at his statement, “only if I’m in trouble, but I doubt I will be.” Just as you had let go of his face, he grabbed your arm bringing you closer.

Your faces only a mere inch apart from one another, he had bent down to reach your face. And he was happy, content even, he hated having you ignore him. Having you shut him down every time he tried to talk to you, but you had given him another chance and he was taking it.

His lips finally reached yours and you gave a low whisper, “do it future number one hero.” The command was all he needed to encase his lips against your own. The softness between one another and warmth that the boy brought was filled in the lustful kiss, his tongue guiding your own and the heavy breathes you both took after. It had been careless but soft and he had even more of a reason to become the number one pro hero and that was you.

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[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

This is just a hahaha thing and not to be taken seriously in The Pack verse. Steve woudnt be completely clueless in how to help his mate during this time. Its just making me laugh. 

Its that time... 

The time they all fear. 

The Alpha is standing just outside the doorway, listening to you growling as you fluff the pillows one more time. His ears perk to hear you grumble in some foreign language. Was that Latin? Were you summoning the devil? 

He snuck a peek into the bedroom. You were circling around under the blankets, rearranging. His beautiful mate was gone, in her place... he didnt know. But she scared him. He hurriedly texted a group chat, not daring to make a sound. 

Im afraid to go in my bedroom. 

Why? Shit what did you do? Came his loyal second in command. Sam was always willing to help. 

Dont be a pussy and go in there. Came his best friends Bucky’s reply. 

Why is being called a pussy a bad thing? Sam went off track from Steve’s current dilemma. Those things can take a pounding. 

You guys are not helping. Steve hurriedly typed out as another snarl emitted from the bedroom. 

You’re right Sam... Steve don’t be a dick and go in there. Buckys message made Steve’s phone buzz. 

Bring her whatever her favorite snack is and a heating pad. Offer to do whatever she wants. Or throw her some chocolate and run like hell. Sound advice from the mated wolf. 

Did you really throw chocolate at your mate? Bucky asked 

Once... Sara ate it then bit me for throwing her snacks. 

You guys are useless. Steve shoved his phone away and knocked on the door. “Hey... can I come in?” 

There was a rustle of blankets and he could have sworn some scratching, more animal growls. Maybe you really did summon a demon while he was away for the day. A head popped up and you had your teeth bared but gave a sniffle. 

“What do you want?” You grumbled while bunching up the blankets around you, making you look ridiculously small in the pile and Steve couldnt help but smile at the sight. 

“Nothing.” He moved to lay down next to you, brushing some of your flyaway hair from your face. “Came to see if there was anything I could do to help you feel better?” 

You glared at him then burst into tears, making Steve shoot forward to cup your face, trying to figure out what was making you cry. “Yessss Stevie... hold me and feed me capn crunch while we watch netflix.” 

Once his heart stopped pounding and you looked somewhat like his Little One again, he smoothed his hand over your head, just trying to calm you, giving little croons and sushes. “Of course... whatever you want.” 

His night was spent with you sitting between his legs, arms wrapped around you while you used his chest as your headboard, eating capn crunch straight from the box. You were constantly on the verge of crying and being super horny, which Steve was feeling slightly whiplashed between the changes.