#gasp omg that was a confidence boost

[ask-sister-solaris]

omg ghostbuster writer yay! can i get egon doing something nice for his gf (like a very meaningful act of service or whatever) and being rewarded by his face being peppered with kisses? it'd be cute to see his reaction and pretty funny to see how the others would react to his face covered in lipstick marks.

OH MY GOODNESS YES!

“Peppered In Kisses”

Egon Spengler X Reader

Ray knew it was…coming up to your time of the month. Hell he tracked your cycle for you, he told you he would from the beginning, explaining that it’s healthy to keep track and then you can prepare in advance.

He gathered your favorites and the essentials for you before setting them on your beside table. He’d even gotten you twinkies, and he never gets the for anyone but himself. When yu finally got home from your day out he was there to greet you at the old fire station door. You were so grateful he was there and gasped as he picked you up. He took you to the bedroom and set you on the bed.

“You need rest you’ve been on your feet all day and your due on in the next few days. I got all your favorites and the essentials, I made sure that all your comfy clothes are in the airing room so their fresh and warm to”

Your cheeks heated up as he helped you get changed into your PJs. “Egon? Can you lay with me?” He nodded and smiled laying beside you. You took this opportunity to kiss all over his face, you pulled away and your deep pink lipstick had left lip marks all over his face. You giggled and kissed him properly

“You’ve been peppered in kisses” You snorted gently and Egon smiled. Later after you’d fallen asleep Egon headed down to the lab to be greeted by his fellow ghostbusters snorting at him. He knew the lipstick stains were still there and he grinned “Atleast I have a stable girlfriend Venkman” he sat at his desk and hummed to himself. Odd. Being covered in something that belong to you gave him a very sharp tongue and confidence boost. He made a note of that in his personal journal and continued his work.

[kombuuuu]

OMG WAIT WAIT WAIT

MILES (42) BEING ASKED TO PAINT A MURAL WITH THE CUTIE IN HIS ART CLASS

“You started without me?”

“Not my fault you’re slow.”

“Slow! Am not! I was — busy.”

“Uh huh…”

You have him a quick smile and easy stare, teasing him as you shook the spray paint obnoxiously.

“Stop stressing, Miles. I’ve only done the rough outline.”

His name rolled off your tongue so nicely, and he faltered for a moment as your voice rung around his head.

“Did you stick to the sketch?” A quick recovery.

“No. I went rogue.” A quicker retort.

He snorted at your blatant lie, and turned his attention from the mural above your head, to you. He watched you sort through paints, choosing complimenting colours to the backdrop provided by the school. A brick wall, not much but we’ll make do.

You glanced up, and caught his eye, giving him a curious look right as he looked away.

“You gonna help out or not?”

He fumbled, before ultimately deciding to stay quiet and nod. You watched him grab a light blue, and grumbled appraisingly.

“You have experience with this?”

“Art?” He looked over at you with a sort of ‘stupid question’ look. You laughed lightly and shook your head. “Well, we were asked to do this for a reason.”

“No, dumbass. I know you’re in my art class—,” You look away bashfully at the slip up. Not like some of your more personal works are of him, or anything.

“,—I mean — you grabbed that can with a lot of confidence. You got experience in vandalism?”

“Wh— Uh. No— It’s not.. Ehh—”

When you busted out a short laugh, quickly covering your mouth and trying to stifle it. His face dropped into a playfully annoyed glare.

“Oh, fuck you.”

“Sorry! Sorry…”

A small tear lingered at the corner of your eye, and if it hadn’t made your eyes glisten so prettily against golden light, he might’ve reached out to swipe it.

“I’m no snitch.”

“Hope so, cause you just busted my ass.”

You giggled again, squinting at him and reaching down for a different can. “Better help me get that A then, Miles. Now I have something against you.”

You teased him again, and he gasped playfully. Indulging in your harmless taunts.

“Oh yeah. I just have to make this perfect now.”

“You weren’t gonna before?”

He watched you drag a smooth line down the wall, flicking your wrist off to end it in a fade. Then deadpanned towards you when your focus returned to him.

“You take every chance, don’t ya’?”

“I like to think it’s one of my better qualities.”

The smile you gave him had his stomach fluttering.

“Maybe you think right.”

You looked almost taken aback by his affirmation. Bashful eyes leaving his and a mumble of something he couldn’t tell if was agreeing or not boosting his confidence back up.

“Just—, Help me out with this, Miles.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Maybe he has the same affect on you, as you do him.

[finniestoncrane]

What if we choked on ZY Riddler's dick and it gives him a boost of confidence... Soft baby needs to know his body is gorgeous 🩷

Capullo!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 500 omg anon you are preaching to the choir with this one i am all here for boosting his confidence, stroking his ego and making him even more insufferable if that were even possible💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: oral sex, rough oral, choking, drool, praise kink

On your knees in front of him, you bobbed your head forward, swirling your tongue around the pink head of Eddie's cock. You tended to give it the most attention, not wanting to put too much focus on the shaft. You knew all too well that the less than average length was a source of embarrassment for Eddie. He had to be the best, and this was the one area he felt he was failing in.

It made no different to you, however. You preferred it. Eddie was intimidating enough in his status and intelligence. The last thing he needed was yet another stroke against his ever burgeoning ego.

And yet, you couldn't help yourself. You felt like he deserved to feel good about every part of him. So as you lapped your tongue against his slit, tasting the tang of his precum on your tastebuds, you decided to let him feel like the dominant one, despite the fact that he was under your complete control in his state of arousal.

Pushing your lips down and over the head, you followed down his shaft, pressing your nose into his abdomen, the tuft of unruly, red pubic hair tickling against you. His cock twitched in your mouth, as Eddie found himself surprised by your sudden change in tactics. With the slight movement, the head hit the back of your tongue, and you let out an exaggerated splutter, moaning against him as he trembled.

You eased off slightly and looked up at him, seeing the excitement in his eyes, and smiled around his cock as he brought his hand to the back of your head and pushed you down onto him.

He was filling your mouth completely, and you gagged against him, remembering to breathe through your nose, but happily allowing things to get as messy as they could to heighten the experience. As he bucked his hips, fucking your face in a rough frenzy, your drool coated your chin and his balls, matting his pubic hair as it sprayed from your mouth in a choked gasp.

Sliding your hands up his thighs, you stopped on his stomach and rested them there, pretending to hold him back from bucking into you, letting him revel in the idea that he was too much for you, that he had filled you up. And if you had been wondering if he was enjoying himself, the words he muttered as he pumped himself into your mouth to the hilt satisfied that query.

"I'm pretty amazing... aren't I?"

You couldn't answer, however. Your mouth was too full. His cock resting on your tongue, twitching as he coated your mouth with his cum, letting the taste of him travel down your scratched throat and soothe over it.

He kept it there, in your mouth, as he smiled happily. Pleased with himself, feeling very much like the 'big man' as he wiped some drool from your chin with his thumb, a tiny gesture of gratitude for what he knew was definitely your attempt at making him feel as good as he knew he deserved to.

[elzhiez]

Just wanna say your art is actually so mesmerizing to look at, like I want 10 plates of it please‼️‼️

Remember seeing ur 2nd Ashley post, thinkin ‘Woah. That’s absolutely scrumptious looking. Those colors? The accuracy? Mind blowing.’ N seeing ur Victoria one gasping out loud when I realized you were the same person that made the Ashley one. Followed INSTANTLY. Never gonna pass up an extraordinary artist🙏🙏

Your latest piece aswell, like brother WHAT? How do you color the colors so vividly? How do you make it look so insanely accurate? Like dude omg I call witchcraft‼️lol

sigh 😮‍💨 I’m a sucker for art, you inspire me, keep on drawing absolute bangers man🤩😋

ahhhh!!! you're seriously trying to make me cry, holy shit this is too sweet 😭😭 anon, thank you so much for this, it seriously boosted my confidence (instagram was not good for my health wheeww, and yes i'll keep throwing shade to that platform for as long as i live). anyways, your message really made my day 😩🙏 thank you for this and i hope your pillows are always cold ❤️

[sylusjinwoon]

omg omg i’m loving it but lez expand the concept of P being a playboy because he takes advantage of his ethereal beauty— angst— catch (name) has been in love with P for a long time but she knows she has zero chance on being with him because of his playboy act and too focus on the attention of girls that swoons over him. The way he would sent them that charming smile, and how he would tuck the hair behind their ear and she could do nothing but look or long for him at afar and felt her heart pang and she knows that deep within his act, he has a good heart and loves him nonetheless ouch. Is (Name)’s hidden affection will someday reach P or not? :(( angst y’all.

her heart was in constant pain, seeing pinocchio's affections directed at all the other beautiful girls who fawn over him. due to this, she tends to keep to herself and make herself as hidden as possible.

it was so silly, falling in love with someone so beautiful yet unattainable at first sight. she knew it was a bad idea, but sadly, her heart still wanted pinocchio with a desperation.

but lucky for her, she is noticed. perhaps not by p himself, but by a kind young man who shares some classes with her at the academy.

one day, while she's exploring the gardens, trying to cheer herself up and forget about her heartache, she is stopped by that same boy. he's blushing profusely while staring at her, stuttering about how much she likes her and wants to take this chance to court her.

of course, this catches her off guard, but nonetheless she's flattered and is willing to give him a chance. they end up exploring the gardens together, with the kind gentleman picking a gorgeous lily for her before putting it in her hair-

little did the two know that they were being watched, a pair of cerulean eyes were observing their every movement as a pale freckled hand kept digging their nails into the palm of their own skin, completely jealous and livid that the girl he wanted most was going to be taken away from him.

pinocchio has always been known to be a little bit of a brat when it came to love. he was spoiled to the point of believing he was the center of everyone's attention. girls adored him and flocked to him easily, almost like he was a magnet-

but he was never able to capture that girl's attention; the one who always stayed within the borders of his periphery with her eyes either directed at the sky or at a book she was reading. it was such a strange desire, really, of wanting to capture her attention.

at first, it was just to further boost his ego and confidence. why not add this soft beauty to his growing harem, he would think to himself with a smirk and dark chuckle.

and yet, the more he observed her quirks and personality, the more he felt as though he had truly fallen in love with her-

and he'd be damned if he let her get taken away from him.

adjusting his vest, he marches down towards the gardens, taking advantage of his tall height as his long strides help him reach the girl that had stolen his heart. the boy immediately lets go of her hand upon seeing pinocchio, quickly becoming intimidated by the sheer height of him. "p, what are you doing here?!"

it's then that he takes a hold of her hand, earning a gasp from the girl when she suddenly finds herself in his arms. his heart was pounding, finally feeling what it was like to hold her. he could even feel his cheeks turn warm as he enveloped her in his arms before finally confessing the truth of his feelings,

"sorry, but you cannot court her, not when i have wanted her for so long and yearned for her affections."

[enpr-ss]

The rare rage etho pokemon! And he gets ethowalled right off the bat. Incredible. Omg I totally forgot about his terrible first run. Pulled a Cub indeed.

The HAZARD DOORS! I also forgot about that too. Rip speedboost parkour. He’s washed up.

Look at him ninjaing on the walls. Awwwww I wanted to see the secret. Omg he’s just swindling people out of their shards.

The nomming of the secret service fish. The things this man says. Bro that slime got OBLITERATED. that jump into the tnt explosion with 0 damage was fucking badass. He’s so wet cat distressed when there was no artifact. And then he gets stuck but fixes it. And fails the 3 blocks jump. I wonder if he timed his level 3 jump to be boosted by the shriek. And the best part: his terrible pick up line joke. And gasping laugh. And gem hitting him into a corner and killing him. AND SCAR MISSING EVERY EASY SHOT LOL.

“Basically have fun!” And he gets hazard blocked. He’s so bad at parkour lol. Rip the slab.

“Just gotta get lucky!” Gets ethowalled. Dungeon has incredible comedic timing. TRIPLE BOUNDING RIP. Gotta dodge Willie because he got too GREEDY! How does he always get the slimes helping him? A TWO BLOCK JUMP?!? He’s so washed up.

He got so unlucky with the rusty reward. This is truly not his phase. Rip sacrificing evasion for adrenaline rush.

“Don’t waste time looting” immediately does that truly terrible luck on level 3. Ninja skills pretty cool though. I can’t believe he escaped being sniffed out. Bro that oversaturation BLINDED ME. HE KNOWS ABOUT THE COW LEVEL! Is the door the forge or the secret? Either way it’s siiiiick. HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN DOWN THERE?!?! And he burns on the highway to hell. And again.

That ravager in the water is going to bite him in the butt later. His convos with Rusty is the best. And then he Jedi mindtricks his deck. SHOWER WHAT. HIM SNEAKING PAST 3 WARDENS IN A ROW. and we all called it. Rip.

“Just stand there and have loot go up your butt the whole time?” Tango pls. Bro that way has so many pressure plates LOL. HE BOUNDED THROUGH THE LAVA PARKOUR!!!! Yet another waterfall ravager. Omg that final bounding strides came in CLUTCH! DUDE HE LUCKED DODGED THOSE VEXES! LITERALLY NINJA. that shaky camera though. “Very careful movements”

He got camped!! His level 3 was so tense. And he called bounding strides into existence again! Focused sleeping! And card trading!

ETHO WALLED!!! Zoning saving his run. Look at him sneaking past a warden AGAIN. Server reset preventing him from farming level 1.

He’s so greedy on level 1 dude. Bro he’s so confident running out of level 3 fully blinded. And he gets it!!! LOL THE EDIT WITH THE SAME LOCATION AND THE SAME ARTIFACT AND THE SAME STUCK WARDEN. NO FILLER IN BETWEEN. That last bit was so tense holy.

How does he always encounter slimes. Imagine being defeated by a slime. He is simply having the worst time. The dezoned ravager, berry bush and campfire damage, AND WARDROBE TO NARNIA TO A RAVAGER. he skips all the painful filler lol. And then Willie and the dripstone. The berries didn’t regrow. He was so close!!! He only gets goggles and pocket watches.

Seeing that warden RUNNING towards him and then blasting a bat behind him was actually terrifying. PANCAKES!!!

He’s washed up! Beaten to a pulp! IS HE ACTUALLY GOING TO FARM LEVEL 1??? BRO. why didn’t he go to level 2 then?

Everyone’s having a rough phase it seems.

Rip cub.

Of course etho inspires two ravager names. And tango goes to add laser beams instantly; even replacing poor life choices. Level 1 ravagers are the one most likely to kill runners, so they are the ones most likely to appear in chat. There was beast #25 on the same level but noooo. Tango ethogirl confirmed.

Finally stumble sprinkled into the queued cards really makes clank block and QuickDraw cards actually matter lol.

TNT?!?! OH MY GOD THATS SO COOL. is this going to happen everytime? How? Stone generator the floor back each level? And he has to jump down to powdered snow??? That’s so cool. That’s also a neat way to escape wardens. ITS A LABYRINTH?!! There’re so much soulfires. The music is so cool. THE HELL IS THAT LAVA??? I DIDNT KNOW YOU COULD DO THAT WITH LAVA AND DISPENSERS??? And there are wardens there too! That’s evil.

And he got his own artifact! Truly fate. One of the lowest artifacts though. And now how to get out. Is it the bubble columns? LOL HE GOT ON TOP OF THE MAZE AHHAAH. the lava flow is so cool. Tango you’re making them do lava parkour?!? So cruel. oh he is so dead. PINKY??!?! LOL.

Oof the hazard went down as she was on it. Truly etho mode. OH THE LAVA CORRIDORS ARE HAZARD AND A SHORTCUT!!! THATS GENIUS. AND SHES USING THE DRIPSTONE TO MAP THE MAZE!!! CLEVER!!! oh the warden statue is cute. LOL SHE WENT UP EVEN MORE HAHAHAA. DID SHE FIND A SECRET??!?BLINKY?!? LOL. She figured out the door to level 4 weeks ago? When she did the tnt depth charge in level 1? Omg.

Geminitay has 0 mercy on etho. Opposite of a pep talk. DOC TOO LOL.

“Let’s not be careless here-“ RECKLESS CHARGE. He pulled a Cub LOL. Skill Issue indeed. Truly washed up.

HE GOT ETHOWALLED HAHAHHA. He has two quicksteps? FROOMKINS LOL. Gem truly an ethogirl.

She’s outraged that she has to get 3 keys to get burning dark lol. That’s so unfortunate with her key luck. LOL THE BERRY BUSH DEATH! On purpose but still. I can finally do the advancement now!

LOL DID ALL THE WARDENS FALL INTO A 1 BLOCK HOLE?! AND HE TOOK DAMAGE FROM THE TNT LOL. there’s no way that lava corridor is supposed to be like that on max clank. Wait is that allowed? To be on top of those walls? Bro Inky LAUNCHED him.

The wardens swimming out of the lava stream was fantastic. Actually leaving a lava stream to illuminate and kill bats would be great.

[ssseob]

P1H REACTING TO THEIR FAVOURITE IDOL MENTIONS THEM !

↳ when their favourite idol talks about them on a variety show/interview, how would the members in p1h react?

― pairing; ot7!p1h x gn!idol!reader

― warnings; members being cute hehe

p1h masterlist. | main masterlist.

― keeho !

‒ brags about it on vlive.

‒ the interviewer asks you if you have an idol you look up to but is a little confused when you start blushing

‒ when you tell them that you not only look up to them but you also admire them a lot the interviewer can't help the smirk that crosses their face

‒ "oh, do tell us more", the interviewer teased, smiling as you laughed shyly

‒ "it's keeho from p1harmony.." you confess with hot cheeks and a smile you couldn't get rid of

‒ then you start elaborating

‒ "i really admire how real he is with his fans and how none of his personality seems fake. i enjoy watching him being transparent with his fans because you don't get a lot of that in this industry, y'know? plus, his leadership skills are really admirable and i love how you can really tell that his members care for him and look up to him because of that"

‒ this mf forgets he's on live LFMAO

‒ this mf forgets he's on live LFMAO

‒ this mf forgets he's on live LFMAO

‒ as soon as you mention how you admired him, he gasped so loud.

‒ then he snaps back into reality and starts acting all smug

‒ "yeah, i'm just that great", he bragged, flipping his imaginary long hair.

‒ though, seeing as though the fans had seen how his eyes glowed throughout your explanation, they knew he was going absolutely insane inside.

‒ "wow i can't believe my favourite artist admires me", he giggled.

‒ now it was your turn to go insane.

― theo !

‒ SOSO STARY EYED

‒ when the interviewer asks you who your favourite artist is you start jumping in your seat i swear

‒ and when he hears you say his name he is just as jumpy and enthusiastic

‒ like omg???? his favourite artist sees him as their favourite artist?

‒ AND WHEN HE HEARD YOUR EXPLANATION OMFG

‒ "yeah i just think he has the most beautiful voice honestly. plus he's so caring and i love his personality! although he has this serious personality i love seeing him be immature with his members every once in a while. i can tell he's a very fun person to be around."

‒ he tries his best to keep his cool around the members but like...

‒ yk how they said he's super reactive when it comes to kdramas

‒ HE LITERALLY CANT HELP IT

‒ he starts rolling around and giggling n the members r just like ????

‒ he wants to meet you so bad, and not just so he can dump his feelings out to

‒ replays ur explanation over and over

‒ the members tease him about it lol

―jiung !

‒ this mf pretends like he’s unbothered

‒ but his members know as soon as he’s alone he’ll be freaking out and jumping up and down 😭

‒ "when it comes to idols that i admire and look up to, jiung from p1harmony is far up on that list. i really admire his work ethic and though sometimes it can be discouraging, i relate. he always is striving for better and i really love that about him. i also love how light-hearted and real his personality is. the way he carries himself is really admirable and I've always wanted to meet him."

‒ YOU ADMIRE HIS WORK ETHIC??? HOW HE CARRIES HIMSELF, HIS PERSONALITY???

‒ literally still can't get over the fact that YOU, his favourite idol knows he is?? and better yet idolizes him?!?!??!??!

‒ screaming crying and throwing up

‒ keeho is the only person he will come to and talk about you

‒ makes it his life goal to ask you to make a few tiktoks with him if you ever meet at a music bank

‒ makes sure to mention you when he's asked the same question ;))))

― intak !

‒ will act all slick abt it

‒ it gives him the BIGGEST confidence boost after

‒ can you tell the members regret informing him

‒ "oh! intak is a wonderful idol and i really look up to him. he's also one of my favourite artists! he's so talented and full of personality it's impossible to not like him. he's so naturally charming and accomplished. he's got like 24 songs under his name and we are the same age? that's really admirable and i really idolize him for that"

‒ *cue ur cute laugh after the explanation that made him melt even more*

‒ will then post a bunch of shit on social media about your songs and stuff.

‒ like he'll post tiktoks to your songs and dance to them

‒ and then he will post stuff on twitter with a very well-taken selfie and a screenshot of your song

‒ the caption will be him recommending the song and tagging you in hopes of it getting your attention

‒ cutie fr

― soul !

‒ CUTIE WILL BE SO STARSTRUCK HE WOULDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO

‒ will rewatch the video over and over again bc he thinks it was all just a dream and he needs to make sure you really said all that stuff

‒ "we are talking about idols i look up to, i'd say soul from p1harmony. even though he's the same age as me, he's so talented and has such a bright personality i really idolize him. being not only the best 4th gen dancer but also the idol with the funniest sense of humour. I've always wanted to make a tiktok with him, he's hilarious and when they pop up on my for you page they always manage to brighten my day."

‒ he like is frozen

‒ his face is stuck as ":o"

‒ WANTS TO FILM A TIKTOK WITH YOU riGHT AWAY

‒ is so cute bc he will hope that someday you guys into each other at a music bank or do a collab stage and you guys will have the chance to interact then

‒ is soso flattered and is inspired by it

‒ from then on he will never hide his personality ever again :D

― jongseob !

‒ WOULD NOT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT FOR WEEKS

‒ LIKE THE WAY YOU LAID OUT ALL HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND COMPLIMENTED HIM SO MUCH AFTERWARDS????

‒ THE FACT THAT YOU JUST KNOW ALL THAT ABOUT HIM IS HONESTLY ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM FAINT

‒ "jongseob is someone who i really look up to. i mean, he is only a few days older than me and he has 24 songs under his name, produced a whole lot on is own, won one of the biggest shows in korea, and is the best 4th gen rapper? i don't think there's anyone in the industry who can top that. if i ever meet him, i'd freak out, i really admire him honestly. not to mention how carefree and humourous his personality is."

‒ when he first watched it he couldn't help the blush creeping up on his cheeks and how he got all shy

‒ the members started teasing him so much

‒ he wont stop thinking about it and the members constantly bringing it up does not help his case

‒ everytime he remembers a huge blush will coat his entire face AWH

‒ when he's asked in an interview or if he's on the radio show, he'll definitely mention you and how you're his favourite artist as well

‒ will subtly suggest that you two should collab or something and that he heard what you said about him

‒ saur cute im crying

[daddyhausen]

Hi I requested Nick Jackson smut because he deserves me love 😍

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { nick jackson masterlist }

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{ summary } — what with nick out of the house and not due back for the next couple of days, it allowed you to experiment with your new found profession. with a new camera and an empty house, the possibilities were endless !

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{ warnings } — 18+ { minors do not interact }, fem!reader, camgirl!reader, sex work, filming, use of sex toys, female masturbation, voyeurism, facefucking, throatpie, breath play, hair pulling, male + female orgasms, squirting

{ word count } —2.1k

{ genre } — smut

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it's finally here! quickly you rushed to the front door, nothing but a sheer blush pink robe to cover your barely concealed modesty. an excited gasp audibly left your lips upon confirming what the package was. once within the safety of your house, and more so, the privacy of your office, practically tearing open the box, the remnants of which flying all over your office floor, silently making a reminder to clean it up later. 

“hello my beauty…” you pried the item from its cardboard prison, revealing a brand new camera. the design was sleek and simple, yet the quality could be compared to the ones used in hollywood! and it was sure to capture all your assets beautifully!. with nick on the road so often and for so long, sex was few and far in between, your frustrations grew and so did your neediness. but you would not turn to other men for pleasure, oh no. you had come to adore your body and all its wonders from the months of lonely nights at home, touching and toying with yourself like no one else could. 

it started with a few selfies, still clothed but lewd enough and left little to the imagination. but the praise from stranger’s online seemed to only boost your confidence more. it then transferred to lingerie, how the material would hug your body, wrapping and caressing your lovely curves, the praise only increased, about two months in, fully unclothed, confidence reaching its peak. you’d never felt sexier.  

it had peaked your interest for a while, might as well make some money from it? people seemed to enjoy your bare form. you had your first stream a month or so ago, the sight of yourself on camera was nothing new, nick and yourself had already filmed such encounters before. the audience you had garnered over the last several months seemed to show, gathering in the stream chat anxious and waiting for such a lovely show. 

would you say it was a career? it was definitely making you more cash than you would at your regular job, and who could blame you, sex sells after all. 

you propped the camera down gently on your desk, careful not to damage your most prized possession aside from your wedding ring. it certainly matched the aesthetic of your office. baby pink lined every surface, accentuated with white, monitor on the left hand side of the desk, displaying the waiting screen and the awaiting chat feed, tripod next to it. with gentle hands you placed the camera atop the tripod plugging it in, admiring your work for the moment before hitting record. slowly comments from your admirers began to flood in, all begging for you to reveal what good you had stored underneath that rope. you gave a seductive wave to the camera, watching the number of viewers increase with each movement. bending over, pretty ass in the air, cunt glistening for the camera, a flurry of comments rushed in all complementing your form in explicit detail. 

you retrieved a thrusting dildo from your drawer, the white cupboard filled with various sex toys you’d use on stream, and alone with nick. you made sure the dildo was in full view, displaying it to the camera for a moment before dragging it lightly up your thigh, the feeling was featherlight, reminding you the way nick’s fingers would traverse across your skin, dipping into each crevice of your body, teasing and toying with your sweet cunt. 

you continued to drag the toy upward, resting it in the valley of your breasts, accentuating your cleavage by leaning forward slightly, preparing the toy as your tongue glossed spit along the head. with your free hand, slowly beginning to loosen the ties of your robe, teasing your viewers for a moment before fully exposing yourself to their gaze, giggling when the amount of likes your received shot up with a few explicit comments complementing your breasts. 

you leaned back into your chair, one leg propped up on the arm rest, cunt in full view of the camera, slowly beginning to circle small shaped onto your clit. the silicone was warm against your skin, allowing you to sink back into the feeling, small moans and whimpers left your lips, pretty pussy glistening under the studio lights you had set up, loving the way you looked on camera. 

you pushed the head of the dildo past your folds, an exalted sigh left your lips, such relief flooded your veins as you filled yourself to the brim, turning on the toy feeling it begging to pulse and thrust deep inside you. 

you could not help but think of your husband. he’d been on the road for so long you almost forgot what his cock felt like. you missed the way he’d tease you, with his tongue especially, stretch and fill your cunt up, they way he’d have you completely and utterly cockdrunk within seconds, have you screaming and begging for release, making a mess of the bedsheets in the process, all the while he relished in it, in your orgasm and his, drinking you were an oasis in the desert and he a man dying of thirst. there was nothing to compare to it, not even the countless amount of toys stashed away in your bottom draw

“fuck…” you whimpered absentmindedly, soft and under your breath. eyes now closed, envisioning your husband. you could see him clear behind your eyelids, how his cock fucked you out, filling you up with such precision and absolutely ruining you with the force of his thrust. you could hear him, the sound of his moans ringing in your ear, echoing, the phantoms of his voice so dangerously close, edging you onward to release. 

you pealed your eyes open momentarily to gaze at your monitor, views going up, donations flooding in, your viewers loved what they saw, pussy spread for them, toy fucking you out, thrusting deep into your cunt. a moan ripped through your lips, throwing your head back in pleasure as a particularly rough thrust from the toy caused your hips to jolt. eyes now fixated back onto your monitor, squinting slightly when you noticed the door left partially ajar. you’d sworn you’d locked it before hand and you weren’t exactly going to stop your show for something as simple as that. it was what was behind the door that had caught your attention. 

“n-nick…?” you questioned, noticing your husband now standing in the doorway, his figure clearly visible in the stream, to which only heightened your viewership. you weren’t going to question how he had managed to sneak into the house without you knowing, more importantly how he did not tell you that he was going to be back earlier than you expected. peering down you noticed the prominent erection in his sweatpants, slowly palming himself as he met your gaze. 

“don’t stop…” he muttered simply, stripping himself, his clothes gathered in a messy pile in the doorway. he peered around the room, having never set foot inside your office before, he found the new sight rather arousing, especially your set up, the way you sat poised in front of a camera, cunt dripping, exposed for the world to see, most of them unknowing that your pretty cunt belonged to him and that he was the only one who would ever be able to fuck it, fill it up with his seed, it turned him on. 

his cock this, resting in his palm as he made his way towards you, his head out of frame, cock dangerously close to your lips, you were practically drooling at the sight of him. god, you missed him, in a way you were kind of relieved that he had caught you at such an opportunistic time, so willing to share your new found career with him. 

“look at you, sweetheart. such a good little cockwhore…i bet you enjoy all those eyes on your pretty cunt” his words condescending, yet nothing seemed to turn you on more. the toy, still firm between your thighs, pulsing and pumping itself deep into you. nick watched the monitor, smirking when the comments begged for him to fuck your throat. he grabbed you by the chin, making you look up at him, though innocent doe-eyes you yearned for him. “let’s give the people what they want then, shall we”

he parted your lips with his index and middle fingers, pressing down on your tongue, your spit coating his long digits, lathering the appendages as he pulled away, smearing your spit across your puffy lips. his cock resting heavy in his palm, pushing past your lips with a content sigh as his tip rested snugly in the back of your throat. 

“good girl…” he grunted, using your mouth as a makeshift fleshlight for the moment, loving the way you already struggled to breath around his size, spit bubbling around the corners of your lips. he adored the sight. he gave a rough thrust, unexpected to you, leaving you gagging and sputtered around his size, still keeping himself firmly down your throat. he chucked, loving the way your viewers praised you for being a good little cockslut. 

he peered down for a moment, noticing how you were still ruining yourself with the dildo, he loved the way it pulsed, fucking you out so deliciously, albeit a bit jealous since it should be his cock ruining you, but guess he’ll have to wait until later tonight, can’t have all your viewers get too jealous of him now. 

he gave no warning he was about to move, a rough assault on your throat began within seconds. he was feverish, needy. it had been months without the feeling of your pretty lips wrapped around his shaft, he did not want to savour it as much as he wanted to cum. his hand was no match for your mouth, sure he could make himself cum but it never felt as euphoric in comparison to you. 

“fuck baby…missed your pretty mouth…” his hips met your lips with violent thrusts, small moans vibrated against his shaft, in response to his praise. “look at the camera baby…show them how well you suck cock”

he tugged your hair, shirting your position so that your face and cunt were still in view, your eyes flickered between him and the monitor, watching yourself take his cock and the toy. it was a new feeling, you’d never felt sexier than now, your husband ruining your throat for thousands of people to see. you’d often made small talk of your husband on streams, often comparing his size to your toys, he was bigger obviously. it got your viewers curious, who was this so-called husband of yours? the one who gets to claim their queen’s sweet pussy each and every night? thankfully their prayers, and most likely worries had been answered tonight. 

your body began to twitch in your seat, pussy quivering around the toy, peering up at your husband who was in total bliss, head thrown back in pleasure, mouth hung open, heated groans leaving his lips. you moaned around him, a signal  that you were close, the pitch of your moans increasing, the speed of which you fucked yourself out did the same. you could not hold back much longer, sweetness spilling over, coating the toy in your warmth. 

donations went up even further, sky rocketing to heights you’d never seen before. your chair now drenched in your wetness. nick praised your orgasm, although it was hard to hear him due to your brain being clouded with pleasure. nick gave a few final grunts, holding a death grip on your skull as he buried himself deep down your throat, hot cum filling your cheeks. he pried his cock from your warmth, grabbing your face before you even had the chance to think, bringing to towards the camera, your viewers watching on with excitement as you swallowed his seed. 

quickly you turned off the stream, turning off your toy in the process. turning to your husband who stood with a smug smirk, leaning against your chair. 

“i see you got a new hobby” he remarked with a chuckle, you merely rolled your eyes at his statement. 

“why didn’t you tell me you were coming home early? i wouldn’t of streamed tonight and we could have just fucked?” you tried to alter the conversation slightly. nick made his way over to you, placing you in his lap as he sat back in your chair, kissing you roughly, still tasting his cum on your lips. 

“i wanted to suprise you” he muttered against your lips, moaning softly into the kiss “and who says we can’t still fuck?”

“round two in the shower?”

“deal!”

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[hotdogdynamitezzz]

Hiya!! Also omg don't worry about the late feedback cuz my response was also so late LMAO😭💀 but fr no one had to give feedback so the fact that almost everyone has BLEW MY MIND. Literally y'all are the best ilysm💕💖

I'm so happy you thought it was superb! As for not having a boyfriend or a crush that's definitely normal, I feel like there's always that one person who secretly crushes so idk maybe keep an eye out girl👀 cuz when I saw ur solar chart I gasped at that 7th house LMAO like I had the same feeling as u too ngl.

And yesss I'm so happy your self esteem has strengthened a lot! Ik everyone says "improve your confidence" and sounds so watered down and almost meaningless sometimes? But fr ITS SUCH A HARD THING TO DO. Like everyone says to do that but I feel like it's smth you don't necessarily feel fulfilled with until you've spent timeeeee yknow? Like sometimes confidence swings back and forth easily and that's something I'm learning rn! So just having that solid root of confidence helps so much, I feel like creating stability and consistency in your self assuredness is keyyy.

ALSO OMG?!???

Gurlllll👀 you were selected to give a speech? At a welcoming ceremony?😏

Yasss this is definitely your year to shine, people are for sure gonna know your name😌 also giving speeches at ceremonies looks great on resumes and boosts your credibility fs.

LOOK AT YOU GIRLBOSSING 😌💖💖 I'm so proud omg I feel like a mom LMFAOO

Deffo update me I cant wait to see what the end of the year is like for you! Thanks for the precious feedback!

Hi sunshine~ I'd like to participate the Valentine's day game 👀 ❣❣❣

I choose the option 1 (My love life according to my Solar Return chart)💌

Here is my SR chart ☺ I hope I followed the rules correctly...

Thanks for hosting this game!! (Its like a V-day gift for me!!🤧)

Happy Valentine's Day to You~ 💕💗

Hey! Thanks for calling me sunshine lol that's cute. Happy Valentine's! I hope this will be a nice treat💖

I'm going to start off by saying I will be absolutely shocked if you don't get into a relationship this year. Your 7th house starts in Virgo and conjuncts Mercury which is the 7th House ruler. So the fact that this house ruler falls right into its domain will emphasize this area of life for you this year. That could be how others treat you, one on one relationships, contracts, gossip & justice.

Your 7th House also contains Sun conjunct Venus in Libra so the expression of love, art & beauty coming from other people into your life will make you feel fulfilled this year and help you shine. That specific conjunction focuses on building a bridge (Libra) between yourself (sun) & love/relationships (venus). Considering Venus is domicile in Libra which amplifies that energy its HIGHLY likely you will get into a long-term relationship this year. Your Mercury conjunct the Descendant let's me know you will be talked a lot by people this year and might be the centre of gossip. People will know your name even if they haven't met you yet. They will probably talk the most about your physical looks, you might be super good looking!

Your 5th House Falls into Cancer with the Moon in Pisces 12th House conjunct Juno...gurl if you don't get married this year I swear LMAO

No but fr Pisces Moon in the 12th House as the ruler of your house of joy, casual sex, and hobbies makes me think you're taking a relationship to the next level. It seems like a very karmic relationship will either enter your life or you're tying the knot fr. Someone could propose if you already are in a relationship? But Pisces Moon is all about Unity, True Love on a higher level, fated bonds & manifesting your feelings in a return chart. It's a very spiritual and romantic Moon sign.

In the 12th House your relationships might be more private, you could literally be keeping a project you've produced a secret or umm a child PFJEJWJSKSKSK LMAOOOOIO omg. The 5th house rulers Moon is very fertile in Pisces so if you do engage in casual sex often BE CAREFUL LOL. But this could also be interpreted as using pleasure as a way to heighten your emotional experiences.

[admiringlove]

“you look pretty, keep going.”

— welcome to sam’s brewery, where we commemorate reaching 500 customers! this event lasts for one week, and will only take up to twenty orders(as above that can become quite overwhelming).

+order: OMG HI BAE!! could i request smth like “you look pretty, keep going” w gojo or atsumu?? your choice! anyways, love youuu </33 [submitted by @crackheadsara​​]

+word count: 0.8k

+author’s notes: GOJO SUPREMACY!! to anyone who wants to send a prompt, here is the link to the event masterlist so you can know which shows you can request from!

Gojo hates straying away from you for longer periods of time. 

It makes his blood boil; both of you are sorcerers, so why must he be assigned to different missions than you? Why couldn't you come along with him? When he confronted Principal Yaga with this problem, the older man laughed in his face, saying that he needs to stop pestering you for some time so you can have room to breathe. 

Stupid old man, Gojo thinks to himself. Scoffing, the white-haired stuffs his hands in his pockets, walking slowly towards the car where Ijichi is waiting for him. As he gets in and turns to the window, batting his pearly eyelashes softly, he hears Ijichi chuckle. 

"Something funny?" he asks in a mocking tone, and the man in glasses shakes his head, saying, "You miss them and it's only been a day."

"Ijichi, there's someone in front of the car. You might hit them and get yourself sued. Keep your eyes on the road," Gojo ridicules. The man in the driver's seat obliges after a quiet chortle, choosing not to comment further. He was, as much as Satoru doesn't want to admit it, correct. He did miss you. 

The truth is, Satoru didn't get to spend much time with you at all for the past week. You were busy and were traveling all across Japan in just a few days. He was stuck in Tokyo.

He missed having his disheveled hair being caressed by you as he woke up from a deep slumber. The small noises escaping his mouth as he fluttered his beautiful blue eyes open would make you giggle—his favorite way of waking up.

Simply thinking about it put a smile on his usual nonchalant face. Gojo Satoru hadn't always been the easygoing and confident man he was now, but he gained it from you. It made him happy knowing that you're both his strength and his weakness(in a weird yet still lovable way, his ego was boosted from this fact).

He misses watching you work from afar. Whether it be cooking, reading, or any other task. Even when you're amidst killing a nasty curse, he still thinks you're the prettiest person in the whole wide world. Because he knows, that the sweet smile of victory that plays on your face for the rest of the day is something to die for.

As soon as the car stops on campus, Gojo makes a beeline towards your shared room. He ignores Ijichi's voice calling out to him(he was definitely saying something important about meeting Principal Yaga regarding the details of his most recent mission) and walks towards the quarters without an inch of guilt in him. 

For the first time in forever, Satoru fumbles with his keys by just thinking about hugging you again. He curses himself for being so lovestruck, for being so weak just for you, but then he walks in, to the smell of your cooking and to the melodious hums of your voice. 

He's not lying when he swears his heart skipped a beat. He stops in his tracks, placing his coat in the hanger and taking off his shoes as he slowly walks in, as to not startle you. You have earphones on, and you frying something on the pan. Your hair is swept away, and you're dressed in very comfy clothes. Huh, it must be your off-day then. Finally, the Gods listened to his prayers.

You looked beautiful. From the way, your eyes focused on the pan in question so you don't burn the food, and the way your tongue slightly stuck out in concentration—everything about you was so mesmerizing that Gojo Satoru felt himself falling deeper than he already has(which he didn't think was possible).

You look up and gasp as you almost drop the spatula in your hand. He walks towards you, leaning against the counter sleekly as he mumbles, "You look pretty, keep going."

You give him a toothy grin, removing your earphones as you ask, "When'd you get back?"

"Now," he says, intertwining one of your hands with his after you hand him a plate of Okonomiyaki. You chuckle slightly, "Don't you have to update Yaga?"

"That old man can wait," he says while chewing, "You're my priority at the moment."

You're home, and he's home too, now that you're here. These four walls held more memories than the man could remember. From kissing you for the first time to learning that he's a full-fledged puppy in love, he had spent his days in this very quarter, laughing and loving with you. 

Gojo Satoru was in love. There was no denying it. And he'd continue to spend the rest of his days with you in this very home of his, draining out every ounce of happiness he has to share to keep you smiling like you are now. 

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[hpimaginesandblurbs]

Hello! I absolutely love your page and work. I was wondering if you could do a dom!Nev where’s it’s him and the readers first time and he’s sweet but cusses as well and just overall very smutty yk yk omg I’m so sorry THANK YOU THO!!:)

mixed with this request: could you do you fic with neville where it's the readers first time and he wants to make it really special for her, and he's just so loving and gentle with her and praises her the whole time and the aftercare is amazing

pairing: neville longbottom x reader 

warning(s): 18+, loss of virginity, praise, unprotected sex 

word count: 1.4k 

a/n: i should really be asleep because i have to wake up at 6:30am but the smut must go on! 

“Are you sure, love?” Neville asked one last time, his fingers gently hooked into the band of your underwear. The look in his eyes was filled with so much love and devotion that it made you melt, but you could see how badly he wanted this, too. 

It was your first time doing anything sexual with the opposite sex and you were filled with nerves, but you knew you wouldn’t regret your first time being with Neville. He has always been so sweet and doting, and he was always patient with the topic of sex, not wanting to pressure you into anything. But you had told him you were ready, and you were going to follow through with that promise. 

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you told him, shooting him a shy smile in return. 

With your consent he slowly peeled your panties off of you, but you shyly shut your legs again once they were fully off. 

“Open your legs for me, pretty girl. I want to see all of you. Nothing to be shy about,” he said gently, slowly coaxing your legs back open with his strong hands on your thighs. 

Your face flushed red when you saw him looking down at your core. You knew you were already wet for him, all the kissing and heavy petting you had done right before this had ensured that much. You felt so exposed, but the look in his eyes and the twitch of his hard cock gave you a boost of confidence. He obviously liked what he saw. 

“So fucking gorgeous,” he muttered, a finger trailing through your dripping slit as he spoke. You squirmed at the feeling, but you immediately held your breath and stopped your movements when he brought his finger up to his mouth. 

You watched as he licked off his finger and let out a groan. “So perfect and you taste perfect too,” he mused, bending back down to kiss you with the taste of you still in his mouth. “But we’ll do that another time, hm?” He asked when he pulled away. 

You gave him a small nod back, the thought of his tongue down there making it feel like your whole body flushed red. 

“One more time for me, pretty girl. Are you sure?” He asked once again as he moved to line his cock up with you. 

“Yeah, please. Just do it,” you said in a rush, growing anxious with anticipation. 

“Hey, hey, none of that, love,” Neville said gently, grabbing a hold of your chin to force you to look at him. “This is special for you. No rushing things. All you have to do is keep those pretty legs open and breath for me, okay?” 

You took a deep breath and gave him a nod, a silent way of letting him know you were really ready this time. 

“So good for me. Just breath and let me know if it’s too much,” he said once you had calmed down, the tip of his cock against your entrance. 

You took one last breath before his cock finally breached you. You let out a breathy gasp at the intrusion, already fighting to keep your breathing steady like he told you to do. 

“Doing so good, love. Breathe. Just like that,” he praised, gently rocking his hips as he worked his way in inch by inch. You could feel in the way he held himself so tense that he was fighting now to just thrust all the way inside of you, but his never ending patience with you was winning out once again. 

It stayed like that for a moment, him gently rocking into you while the praise just fell from his lips as if he was unable to hold it back. Soon enough, the initial pain you had felt was turning into pleasure and the breathy gasps were quickly turning into whimpers and high moans. 

When you let out a particularly loud moan, you watched a smirk spread across his face. “Does it feel good now, love?” 

“Yeah, keep going,” you replied breathlessly, not wanting the feeling to end. 

“There’s my girl. You feel fucking perfect,” he told you, his lips coming down to attack your again. It was a slow kiss that matched the roll of hips but you finally had to break away when you felt him fully inside of you with a loud moan. 

He was hitting a spot inside of you that you didn’t even know existed. The pleasure made your toes curl and your hands come up to grip his biceps. Your hips bucked up to meet his, wanting more of whatever it was he just did, and when you felt him hit that spot again your entire body spasmed. 

“Is that the spot, baby? That feel good?” He cooed teasingly, because fuck yes was it the spot. You had only heard girls talk about the very elusive g-spot, but your eyes were rolling to the back of your head now that you knew it was real. 

His thrusts picked up in speed once he knew you were feeling good and the intensity only grew from there. Slowly but surely the coil in your stomach began to tighten, that all too familiar feeling of an orgasm growing. You had only gotten there with just your hands before now, and although it was so much more intense with Neville you knew you were getting close. 

“I-I’m close,” you stuttered out in warning, your whole body beginning to tense up as you got pushed closer and closer to the edge with every purposeful thrust. 

“Yeah, fuck love, cum for me. Wanna feel you cum around me. I know you’ll look so pretty,” he rambled, his hand trailing down your body so he could draw circles over your clit expertly, only bringing you that much closer. 

You bit out a curse at the added sensation and came with a cry of his name on yours lips. You held onto his arms as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through your body, all of your muscles spasming and trembling as he worked you through it. 

“Fuck, just like that. So pretty,” Neville said, doing his best to fight his oncoming release as your walls attempted to milk his cock dry. 

When you finally gained back the ability to have a coherent thought, you knew he was close. The two of you hadn’t really discussed this part, but you knew what you wanted. 

With the last bit of strength it felt like you possessed, you latched your legs tightly behind his thighs and pulled him in close, ensuring he could come nowhere but inside of you. You knew he’d have no complaints seeing as you were on birth control anyways. 

“That what you want? You want me to cum inside of you?” Neville bit out, his voice a pitch deeper than normal due to how much he was fighting his own control. 

You have him a moan and let out a breathless “please,”. You were already feeling overstimulated and just needed him to finish, the whimpers falling from your mouth only encouraging him. 

He finally came with a groan as his head fell into the crook of your neck. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you as he released, causing a shiver to run through your body. It was like nothing you had ever experienced before and you knew you’d want it again. Sooner rather than later. 

Neville quickly shook himself out of his euphoria to pop his head up to look at you. He took in the way you were still a bit flushed and your eyes were glazed over and gave you a small smile. 

“I’m gonna pull out, just stay relaxed,” he told you gently. 

It was a strange sensation when he did so. You felt oddly empty and the trail of cum leaking out of you wasn’t as pleasant as it was when it was inside of you, but if this was the worst of it then you were very content. 

“How was that? Do you hurt anywhere?” He asked when he laid back down beside you, his fingers intertwining with yours as he pulled you closer. 

“That was perfect,” you told him honestly. 

“Good,” he said with a relieved sigh. “You were fucking perfect. You’re amazing, you know that?”

“I didn’t even do anything. That was all you,” you said with a giggle. 

“And you never have to do anything if you never want to,” he told you, peppering the side of your face with small kisses. “Now let’s go get cleaned up, hm?”

You agreed with a nod, a bath sounding great right about now.

[bludhavents]

hiii ☺️ whenever you want/can, could you do random/fluff prompt 11 with Cedric?

11. “just trust me on this one” reader x cedric.

omg i loved writing this i’m sorry it took an extra day for me to post, i wanted to make sure i was really proud of it before i sent it out. thank you so much for the request i hope you enjoy reading🤎

Felix Fly-icis: Cedric Diggory x reader

“Bloody hell, y/n i’ve been looking for you everywhere,” you heard Ron yell through the hallway. You turned around with a puzzled look on your face; Don’t be mistaken, Ron was a sweet boy who you’d talked to on occasion, but by no means were the two of you friends. You had no idea why he’d be looking for you, nevermind what could be so important he felt the need to shout it out in the hallway.

“Oh, uh. Sorry, Ron, I didn’t know you were looking for me, what’s going on?” You spoke once he was caught up to you. His eyes opened wide and he took a deep breath and began speaking.

“Well Cedric told Cho who told Luna who told Neville who told Dean who told Harry who told me to tell you,” Ron gasped for air before continuing, “Cedric wants you to meet him at the Quidditch field for lunch. Something about Liquid Luck. Or maybe it was Felix Felicis, I don’t remember,” his eyebrows drew together as he tried to think back to what Harry told him. “Either way, I’m almost positive he said the Quidditch field. Almost. You won’t be mad if I’m wrong, will you?” The expression on his face was nothing short of terror.

You let out a small laugh, “Ron, it’s okay. Liquid Luck and Felix Felicis are the same thing, genius. And I promise I won’t be mad. Thank you for passing the message on, see you later.”

With that, Ron turned around and made his way down the opposite side of the hallway, leaving you to ponder why in Merlin’s name Cedric would choose to meet at the Quidditch field. He knew how you felt about the sport.

Quidditch certainly was not for everyone. Neither was flying in general, for that matter. Despite the countless times Professor Sprout had tried her best to convince you that flying on a broomstick isn’t as terrifying as it seems, you refused to try and had no intention of ever doing so.

Poor Professor Sprout had truly done everything she could think of to help you overcome your fear of heights, but it was no use. The thought of not being able to put your feet on the ground, the possibility of falling, and the rare—but possible owl collisions always instilled the idea that flying was dangerous and had every right to be feared. Quite honestly you were surprised to be the only one in your class who was afraid of heights, in the Muggle world it’s a very common fear, almost every Muggle was some degree of acrophobic, but it’s no surprise that the Wizards werent afraid to defy the laws of nature.

You often didn’t even attend Quidditch matches even though you’d be tucked away safe in the bleachers; Seeing your housemates gliding through the air and trying to knock the opponent off their respective broom made you queasy. You thought Quidditch was a fine sport, in fact you always wished you could overcome your fear and learn to play, but the idea itself was laughable. Everyone at Hogwarts knew that you were afraid of flying.

So to say Cedric’s invitation to meet at the Quidditch field was strange would be the understatement of the century. Not to mention the Liquid Luck, it took six months to brew for goodness sake. Despite his own self-doubt, you were sure Ron got the right potion name. If he could remember the long list of people the message had gone through before it reached you, you were sure he could remember the message itself.

After you pushed your curiosity aside, you were excited to spend time with Cedric. You made your way through the corridor and sat in the back of the DADA classroom replaying the day you became friends with Ced.

You’d properly met him at the beginning of the semester after someone told him about your acrophobia. With this new information, Cedric had taken it upon himself to ask if you wanted him to teach you. He was very kind about it all, and you could tell he genuinely wanted to help you; There was no judgement or teasing in his tone. He was always a very admirable person in your eyes, and was without a doubt the most hufflepuffely Hufflepuff you’d ever met. Being a Hufflepuff yourself, you knew what true loyalty and compassion looked like, and Cedric was a shining example.

Your hesitation was seemingly very clear to Cedric after he proposed the idea of lessons. He spent almost an hour in the Common Room assuring you that he didn’t mind going as slow as you needed to, telling you that he wouldn’t pressure you to do anything you didn’t want to do, and saying that you could quit whenever you pleased. He just wanted to help you and get to know you.

The first lesson was absolutely dreadful. The typical anxiety you felt about flying was now paired with the nervousness that comes with being alone with a very handsome boy. Despite him being as empathetic and careful as possible, Cedric couldn’t get you to even watch him fly for more than sixty seconds at a time. Needless to say the first lesson was also your last. Cedric didn’t want you to quit, but he understood where you were coming from. The two of you got along really well, though, and he was the first person who made you laugh through your anxiety. After the two of you hit it off so well that day, Cedric proposed a lunch at the Black Lake.

So for the past six months you and Cedric spent four days a week eating, laughing, and sometimes even swimming at the Black Lake during lunch hour. It was easy with him. He made you feel comfortable, understood, and carefree, and you did the same for him. The two of you enjoyed each other’s company more than anything else; It was almost addictive. A lot of the moments shared between the two of you could’ve easily been considered romantic, and although neither of you had ever had a conversation about wanting to date, there was a sort of unspoken agreement that you each had feelings for the other. It wasn’t hard to miss, either. Cedric and you had such an intense chemistry that one would have to be a fool to not recognize it as love.

Professor Lupin pulled you out of your thoughts as he dismissed the class and sent you on your way to lunch. You were careful to blend in with the hallway traffic flow, so you headed towards the Dining Hall with the rest of the students before you broke away from the crowd and hurried off into the girl’s quidditch locker room. You knew all of the players would be off to lunch already, but that didn’t stop you from rushing across the room and leaving through the back exit that led straight to the field. When you stepped into the bright sunlight you didn’t see Cedric anywhere, and a quick moment of panic struck you at the thought that maybe Ron had relayed the message wrong and Cedric was waiting for you somewhere else. Your worries quickly dissipated when Cedric seemingly appeared out of thin air. He was barely hovering on his brand new nimbus 2000 over the grass in the middle of the field. His smile was as charming as ever and in his hands he held his old broom and a tiny potion bottle.

“Y/n!” He quickly flew to your side and landed on one knee next to you. Cedric held the potion bottle in his hand like a wedding ring, “Hi.”

You laughed, he surely could be extra cute when he tried, “Hi, Cedric.” You gave him a gentle pat on the top of the head.

“Ahem,” he cleared his throat. “Oh Y/n dearest, I come today to present you with one bottle of liquid luck,” he was talking like Dumbledore, and his dorky grin grew bigger as he kept going. “The day we met you wouldn’t even touch a broom, and I made it my personal duty to have you try. So today, as I present you with the magic potion, you will fly.” By the end of his speech you were so lost in his sparkling eyes it took you a minute to process his words.

“Wait, what?”

“Yeah! Come on, it’ll be okay,” He reached for your hand and you helped him back to his feet.

“I don’t really understand what you mean,” you let out a nervous laugh as he handed you his old broomstick.

“I was thinking, you just have to take some liquid luck and you’ll have no chance of falling!” The excitement was evident across his features.

“Oh, uh-,” you stammered. “I don’t know how i feel about this.” His plan was good, but there was no way you were going to be able to talk yourself up onto the broom. You felt bad, he’d probably been brewing this since the week you met and you didn’t want to let him down.

“I promise I’ll be right there with you. Please, just trust me on this one,” you searched his eyes for any sign of insincerity, and before you could think about it you grabbed the bottle out of his hand and drank the liquid luck.

“Yes!” Cedric threw his arms in the air and hopped back on his broom, flying straight up and doing a backflip in celebration of your sudden boost in confidence.

The potion tasted terrible, but you didn’t have much time to think of your regrets before it took affect. Your whole body felt lighter and you became giddy with excitement before tightening your grip on his old broom. Cedric came back down to the ground and shook your shoulders, you thought he might’ve been more excited than you were.

“Okay, are you ready to try this?” He calmed down a tad and made direct eye contact. You responded without a moment’s hesitation.

“So ready.”

He cheered in excitement before taking both of the brooms and setting them on the ground, just a little bit apart from eachother. He moved to stand over his broom and you did the same to yours. The two of you simultaneously lifted your brooms into the air and shared a look of pure joy.

“On the count of three, okay?” Cedric reached out to hold your hand. “One. Two. Three!”

You let go of his hand as you both took off into the air, laughter ringing in your ears as you experienced the thrill of flying for the first time ever. Luckily you’d known how to fly, so the liquid luck was only calming your nerves, the rest was your talent.

“Cedric I’m doing it!” You looked beside you and saw how much fun he was having, the proudness overcoming his features as you conquered your biggest fear.

“You’re really doing it, you’re flying, y/n!” He shouted back.

The two of you were in the air for hours, forgetting about the rest of your classes and messing with eachother above the quidditch field. When the sun started to set, the two of you headed back down to the field and landed.

“Thank you, Cedric. This was the best day of my life,” you breathed out, wrapping Cedric in a tight hug.

“Mine too,” he said, hugging you back and resting his chin on top of your head. “You know that I have feelings for you right?” Cedric blurted out.

“Yeah, I know,” you spoke into his chest. “I have feelings for you too, Ced.”

[merakiclosed]

Yoongi - Mother’s day

》Pairing: CEO!Yoongi x Poor single mother!Reader 

》Summary: Yoongi and Yuna prepare for mothers day and on the way Yuna says something that may change the way that the Min family feel. 

》 Genre: Fluff 

》Word count: 1.2k 

》Notes/Warnings: None. Please read Exhausted first, it will make more sense. 

》 Part One: Exhausted 

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“Yoongi, Yoongi” Yuna’s voice whispered into the otherwise quiet room as she nudged his body 

“Yoongiiiiiii, you was supposed to wake ME up” she whined, climbing on top of him, grabbing his arms and wiggling them around. Yoongi groaned as he peeked an eye open to Yuna inched away from his face, a beaming smile present on her face. 

You and Yoongi have been together for nearly a year, and you all have been living together for a few months now so Yoongi was slowly getting accustomed to being woken like this. 

He tries to make as little noise as possible and untangle his arms around you and covering you backup. You twist a little bit, searching for his warmth, hugging his pillow to your chest. Yoongi tries to keep Yuna quiet whilst they go to the kitchen. The key word being: tries. She sings and dances her way along to the kitchen as Yoongi is a bit slower, behind her.

To be honest with himself Yoongi wasn’t the best cook, but he will try his damn hardest. Starring at the iPad screen that was propped up on the counter he looked through the instructions. He knew that you didn’t like the typical savoury breakfast and preferred sweet instead and he found the perfect recipe for this. Yuna giggled at his expression as he unconsciously pouted and did grabby hands towards him, wordlessly Yoongi picked her up and sat her on the countertop. 

Yoongi smiled at her softly and got Yuna to read the ingredients one by one, it was her idea to have agent names and she begged him to let her call him Yoongi bear. Of course, Yoongi couldn’t say no especially with the pout and big eyes he received. Who could ever say no to his little girl?

“I am ready agent Yoongi bear” Yuna giggled, her cheeks puffing out from laughter.

“A tablespoon of baking powder not a teaspoon. Not a teaspoon, a tablespoon” Yuna whined, laughing at Yoongi’s confused expression as he looked at the spoons. He eventually got his head around the spoon situation and continued. The room was quite but it wasn’t uncomfortable as they worked together, just like a dad and their daughter should. 

“Okay Yuna, this is mission 1, make breakfast for mama bear. Are you ready agent bun?” Yoongi laughed, tickling Yuna’s sides making her squirm around.

Yoongi turned around with the whisk in his hand and pointed at her, some of the mix dripping on to the floor, “Listen here agent bun, you cannot eat the cinnamon, it doesn’t taste as nice as it smells” 

“No, Yuna, you can’t eat cinnamon” Yoongi sighed, adding eggs into the mix

“But whyyyyy, it smells so nice though” She exaggerated by putting the jar under her nose and taking a big whiff.

“Then why did we put it in if it doesn’t taste nice?” she asked, looking quizzically at the jar and then back to the bowl of ingredients. Yoongi looked wide eyed at her for a moment and sighed, turning around. That’s a good question, one which he didn’t have an answer to. 

“Can I eat this?” Yuna questioned, pointing to the cinnamon

Yuna just shrugged and decided not to ask and put the jar down, continuing to read out the instructions for Yoongi. She will come back later to ask you, and if you say no then well, she will just have to see for herself. He poured the mix into the hot waffle iron and added the powdered sugar and strawberries on top of them. 

Yoongi stood next to Yuna, who was still sat on the counter, and smiled down at the tray in front of him. His jumper sleeves where pushed up to his elbows as the headband on his hairline stopped his hair getting in his face. 

Waffles stacked high, a little pot of syrup on the side along with a bowl of strawberries. Yoongi and Yuna high fived and got ready to take it to you. Halfway out of the kitchen, Yuna shouted, “daddy, wait. You forgot the rose” 

Yoongi could feel his eyes fill with tears, but he just shook his head, a gigantic, gummy smile covering his face as he bent down a little so Yuna could but the rose on the tray. Yoongi smiled at her with love as she met his eyes, “silly daddy, how could you forget mumma’s favourite flower” 

He coughed, “Yeah – uhm, yep we forgot that didn’t we little bun?” 

Yuna smiled and skipped towards the stairs and Yoongi followed her all the way up until the bedroom. 

Yoongi paused in his steps, did he hear that right? Did she just call him her dad?

“Agent Yoongi bear are we ready for mission 2, wake up mama bear?” Yuna put a finger to her lips and winked at him. 

You sit up as Yuna lays down next to you, looking fondly at the interaction. Yoongi placed the tray on the bed and walked over to your side to kiss you, though you pay no mind to it once you see what they have made, “Waffles!” You say giggling. 

Yuna opened the bedroom and jumped on top of you, making you groan as you wrapped your arms around her and pulled her into a hug. Yuna giggled as Yoongi walked over and coughed, causing you to look up at him, your eyes landing on the tray he was holding, “Yoons, what is this?” 

You pick up the fork and dive right in and moan at the taste of them, making Yoongi proud that he got them right. 

Ah, how cheeky, Yoongi thought as he nodded, the smile on his face not leaving.

Yoongi tries to keep a straight face but fails as you see his smile, ducking his head so that you didn’t see it. He knows that he will never live this down so he might as well make the most out of it right?

“Agent Yoongi bear are you ready for mission 3?” Yuna asked, jumping up and down, grabbing Yoongi’s jumper sleeve. At the name you burst out laughing, your whole being curling in on yourself as you try to get more oxygen in. “Yoon – AHA, Yoongi – I can’t. Aahah, Yoongi bear” you gasp for oxygen. 

“Yes, agent bun it looks like we are ready for mission 3” Yoongi gets a boost of confidence from somewhere as he shouts, jumping into a superhero pose, his gummy smile present and all. All you can do is eat and smile at the interaction, finally at peace.

“Omg I just love waffles so much, you did them so well. Thank you both so much” you gushed, stuffing more strawberries and waffles into your mouth.

You are currently laying on Yoongi’s chest, drawing random patterns onto his jumper. 

“You know today, Yuna called me daddy” Yoongi whispers into the quiet room, his hand subconsciously playing with your hair. 

Your eyes widen as you sit up, staring at him, your heart beating erratically, “really?” 

“Yeah, she said it twice this morning, I know it will take time, but I hope she continues to call me it” he whispers, eyes filling with tears once again.

Bringing your hand up to wipe away his tears. Softly smiling, you whisper “I’m so happy that she said that”

You lean in so that your foreheads touch, “I love you too, I love both of you” you pause for a second, sighing heavily “I don’t know what I would do without you two”.

He looks at you with nothing but love, “I love you two so much”, he brings a hand up to your cheek and caresses it gently. 

Yoongi knows that whatever he says won’t be enough, so he shows you instead. Leaning in, both of your lips touch softly as your hands travel towards the back of his head, your fingers tangling in his hair. He tasted as sweet as sugar and instead of your heart beating faster, it doesn't. No. It slows, beating in harmony with his as you know that he is your home.

You know, that you have found your happily ever after. 

Tags: @deakyspuff

[bongugourokishima33]

Look So Good | Bakugou Katsuki

A/N: I hope you liked my first post! I promise I’ll be more descriptive and tag better, new format so I’m still trying to figure out how to properly use Tumblr :p  

Warning: Sensual dancing, bakugou’s a dancer?! 

Summary: You were always someone Bakuogu wanted but could never get, after messing around a few times, he finally understood how to speak your language, and soon you will be his~

Word Count: 1,917

“Ooh, you be lookin' so good, I've been keepin' my cool, I be actin' brand new wit' ya-” 

Your hands slid up your legs sensually as you were bent over, slowly lifting up to the beat. Rolling your upper part matching the rhythm, watching yourself in the mirror of the dance studio. 

“Ooh, you be lookin' so good, I be actin' brand new, I've been keepin' my cool wit' ya, hey.”

Pausing the music for better concentration, you thought of your next move that would flow perfectly with this chorus. considering you had a competition coming up next month you wanted to win, so this dance had to be perfect 

“Why don’t we take a break.” Kirishima said sitting on the floor covered in sweat as he held the water bottle in his right, and a hand towel in his left. 

“Shima this is important to me, it needs to be perfect.” You groaned trying to catch your breath as you placed your hands on your hips. Kirishima wasn’t just your voluntary dance partner but also one of your best friends. He knows how important this is to you, but considering how you guys have been at this since 8 o’clock this morning, he’s pooped. 

“Y/N, It’s already noon, I’m starving.” He whined chugging the water until the bottle was half empty. 

“Just help me fix this and then we can go eat, I don’t like these moves but I don’t know what to do.” You huffed thoroughly frustrated at how you didn’t like this one part of the dance. 

“I’m not good at dance stuff, I’m only this good because you taught me.” He laughed getting up after placing the stuff on the ground beside him and walked up to your side taking in a deep breath. 

“Okay, well it’s a duet... it’s supposed to be powerful and sexual right?” You nodded staring at him through the mirror as you watched him stand behind you. 

“Well I saw this in a video on youtube, but we can slow it down and make it more sensual.” He placed his hand on your back. 

“When you bend down, and move your hand up your leg-.” You did what he said, as his hand stayed on your back. 

“Come up slowly, I’ll move m hand here- and then you move this way-.” After another painful hour of trying out a different move for this chorus you both agreed that you liked the new idea better and called it a day and grabbed your stuff leaving the studio. 

Dancing was a passion of yours that was something you wanted to be more than a hero, even though your quirk was something to be classified hero material. To obey your parents wishes you went to UA for them, but still try your best to continue your passionate love for dance. 

“Don’t worry Y/N, were gonna win!” Kirishima cheered as we walked into the dorms, seeing some of your classmates hanging out in the lounge are. Your eyes landed on crimson eyes that stared daggers back at yours. 

“You’re late, damn it I’m starving!” Bakugou roared walking up to him with his hands in his pockets. 

“Sorry man, Y/N made me stay longer.” He laughed scratching the back of his head. 

“I should have just ate with out you.” He grumbled glancing at you one more time, scanning you from head to toe. He made your skin tingle and your heart skip a beat. Besides his nasty attitude Bakugou was someone you considered your type, he’s sexy, incredibly strong and smart. 

“Don’t tell me you were struggling with dancing?!” He scoffed, his tone seeping into a condescending one. You glared at him, walking away before he opened up his mouth to say stuff that could piss you off about dancing. He always teased you, acting like he could do anything close to the stuff you do. 

“Ha, did I piss the little princess off?” A smirk formed against Bakugou’s lips making you stop dead in your tracks, turning on your heels to meet the ash blondes grin. 

“You think dancing is easy?” You rose a brow trying to hold back your scoff. 

“I don’t think it’s easy, I know it is.” Nibbling on your bottom lip to hold back the words you wanna say to him you glanced at Kirishima who sighed shaking his head, staying out of it. 

“Alright if you think it’s so easy then why don’t you try dancing Kirishima’s part in my dance routine.” The boost of confidence you got from within spilled out as you got closer but the closer you got the more you realized how much taller he was from you as he glared at your bravery. 

“Bring it you damn extra.” His malicious expression. 

You weren’t an amateur you were considered a performer, a top dancer form the studio you go to. Trying not to let his snarky remarks reheat the fire in your belly you headed to your room to clean up and change. 

~ 

“Wow that was amazing guy! Kirishima I didn’t know you could dance!” Mina cheered, along with Ochaco and Toru. 

“Ah. thanks guys haha.” Smiling bashfully at their comment, Kirishima looked at you with a smirk of confidence, knowing that they were going to wow the judges at the competition. 

“Why did you guys come!” Annoyed Bakugou glared at the group as they shrugged. 

“I wanted to see Y/N’s dance, they have been working for weeks on it I mean that was just incredible.” Toru said gushing over how hot it was resting on Jiro who was controlling the music. 

“Awh, are you scared of a little crowd? Or scared that there will be an audience watching to see that what I just did wasn’t luck but skill.” You used the back of your hand to wipe the sweat off your forehead. Knowing that you should be careful how far you push his buttons, you ignored your subconscious and continued to pick and poke at him. 

Bakugou was too prideful to back down from a challenge regardless of the situation, and considering he started it he definitely wasn’t backing down, he was going to make you eat those words, and then some. 

The way you moved your body made it impossible to peel his eyes away, how toned and smooth your legs looked as you touched them, and lifted them showing off your flexibility. The way he saw your chest heaving up and down when you were catching your breath, a thin layer of sweat coating your chest as your tank top hugged your body tightly.

How your can pop your back out and make your ass, your voluptuous back side poke out and jiggle. It drove him crazy, but it wasn’t the first time he’s seen you move like that, remembering back to days the two of you slipped away somewhere quiet and had a little fun. You were fucking beautiful, a goddess with moves so tranquil and alluring he could watch you on repeat all day. 

Getting up without any hesitation he walked up to you shoving Kirishima over, everyone shocked that he accepted the challenge. Walking over to everyone he took the phone from Jiro smiling letting her know she got it.  

Pulling you closer to himself, Bakugou placed his hands on your side, your back facing everyone. ‘Zshhoom’ the sound of your heart racing never being this close to him but a few times in your dreams when you stayed up all night thinking about him. 

“Alright Bakugou let’s see if you were watching carefully.” Yelled Kirishima as he got the music ready. 

“There’s no way you memorized all of that.” You said baffled at how confident he was. 

“Wanna bet.” He mumbled in your ear pulling you closer initiating for you to wrap your arms around his neck, getting into the starting pose you had earlier. You stared up at him, feeling nervous that there was an slight chance he would win, but there was no way, it was impossible, I mean you knew he was incredible, he had talent for cooking, he could fight, and he knew how to play the drums but dancing wasn’t like any of those. 

“You’re on.” Licking your lips in regret as the words slipped out your mouth like the wind does through trees. He smirked scanning your body one last time, before licking his lips. He didn’t have to say what the conditions were, you already knew them, it was the same like long before, part of you out of excitement hoped he would win, but your competitive side pushed those lewd thoughts away once the music started played. 

“Ooh, you be lookin' so good, I've been keepin' my cool, I be actin' brand new wit' ya”

Slowly moving your hips to the beat, you felt his hands quide you as you went down slightly then came back up, hr spun you around placing his hand on your back. 

“Ooh, you be lookin' so good, I be actin' brand new, I've been keepin' my cool wit' ya, hey”

Bending forward, as you stuck your leg out to the side, you ran your hand up your leg slowly coming back up, swaying your back side gently against him. After bringing you back up he ran his hands up your side, raising your arms in the process. 

“Top down, let me look in your eyes, (Get you somebody to roll the dice with), I know every second of yours is all mine, Get you somebody you don't think twice with)”

Dropping down into the slips once Bakugou held your hands in his, he helped lowered you with ease. Before everyone was watching excited, but now everyone’s eyes were watching your every movement with Bakugou. The tension and passion that came from you both like you two were the only ones in the room made everyone’s jaw drop to the performance. 

Pulling you back up, he move in sync with you as you both were in rhythm hitting each move perfectly in time with the beat. The song was coming to the last chorus, only being almost two minutes long. 

“I know what to do with my love if it's right, (Get you somebody to roll the dice with)”

Gripping your perfectly sculpted body into his hands, he lifted you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist, his palms laying flat against your back lowering you as you bent backwards, both of you dipping low to the beat. slipping off him to finish with one leg in the air as he held it up the song cut. 

“Omg that was even better than the first time!” Mina gasped. 

“Yeah talk about passion!” Toru giggled looking at Kirishima. 

“You need to be more passionate like that, and you will totally win for sure!” Kirishima sighed but listened to the feedback anyways. 

“Hold on are we just going to ignore the fact that Bakugou can dance!?” Jiro exclaimed taken back by what she just saw. 

Letting your leg down slowly he whispered into your ear swiftly before moving away from you, and even though he spoke quietly you heard him loud and clear. 

“Looks like I won kitten, you better be in my fucking room before I do.” Melting away at his tone you nodded smiling softly to yourself as he headed over to Kirishima, he was giving you a few minutes to get a head starts. 

[littledanette]

omg can i pLEASE get some beetlejuice moan hcs ughhh like how he reacts to stuff n sounds,, yikes

Hitting me up right where I’m kinky, are you? LOL 💜

(But seriously, why do I love this so much???)

Sounds good

(Beej x reader)

Premise: it’s canon by now that Beetlejuice is not as cocky as he’d want you to believe - i.e. boy’s got major body issues, confidence issues, emotional attachment issues, self esteem issues, you get it. Yeah, he plays it off like it’s no big deal, but you know the truth.

This means that he constantly seeks approval, and will do basically anything that will either make him feel worthy or will give him an ego boost.

In the bedroom, of course, this means he’s gotta have constant reassurance of how good he can make you feel.

Ergo... Moans, groans, and various sounds alike are a very big deal for him. VERY. 

So let’s suppose you’re not used to being very vocal during sex. When he finds that out? Yeah, that’s the first thing he’s gotta change. Which means....

Get ready for the best night of your life.

And I’m not just talking about the sex. Oh, no. Beej has it all planned out, right from the first moment he kisses you. 

First of all, he playfully tackles you on the sofa, tickling you and pretending to wrestle with you. You squeak and giggle, and those little silly sounds you make already boost him up. Then, he pins you beneath him, making sure you’re comfortably laying on a nice pile of fluffy cushions, and takes a moment to quietly look you up and down while you catch your breath. Hearing your breath hitch spurs him on to the next step.

He leans down and kisses you lightly. You close your eyes and lean forward, expecting him to deepen the kiss, but he moves away with a slight chuckle. You open your eyes, perplexed, and he grins mischievously at you before tilting his head and placing the softest lingering kiss on the side of your neck. Then he starts to move upward, leaving a trail of kisses that make your skin cover in goosebumps as he reaches your earlobe.  

Oh...oooh. that feels nice. 

You close your eyes and rest your head back.  “Babes?” He murmurs in your ear, his voice deep and husky “Do you... like this?”  “Hmm?” It’s kind of hard to focus on answering him, with his warm breath on your skin and his mouth nibbling your lobe. “Do you like how this feels?”  He bites down on your ear and you let out a little gasp. He closes his eyes...could it be working? 

“Yes...” “Really?” “Uh...” now you’re slightly perplexed. “Yeah...?” You open your eyes. Beetlejuice stops, mentally slapping himself for ruining the moment, and pulls back to look at you. “Beej...is everything all right?” “S-sure babes, why...?” he tries to hide his discomfort, but a streak of sky blue hair appears amongst his emerald-rapidly-changing-into-flustered-pink hair.  “Are you...sure?”  “It’s nothing...” he leans towards you to resume his cuddles, but you place your hand gently on his chest and stop him.  “Just tell me.”  He seems reluctant to give in, but then sighs and rolls his eyes, “Okay, okay, whatever. It’s just that... you never...I mean...when we...when I try to...” he gestures with his hands to try and make his point come across, “When we’re...y’know. It’s just that you never really...uh...I don’t know if you like it.” his cheeks are flushing a shade of bright pink. He looks adorable, but you can tell this is serious. You furrow your brow, trying to understand. “Beetlejuice, of course I like it when we’re...I mean, I like everything you do to me...and that we do together...I mean...” Oh God...were you that bad in bed that he couldn’t tell if you were enjoying yourself?  He takes a deep breath “It’s just that, you tell me that, but....” he looks away before murmuring, “You never let me...hear you.”  “I never let you hear-?” and then it suddenly clicks into place. OH. That’s what he means. 

Now it’s your turn to feel a little flustered. You finally put the pieces together...he constantly needs reassurance and needs to be told he’s not annoying or a burden or ugly or useless, and be reminded how much you love him, how much you want to be with him...It only makes sense that he would also need that type of reassurance when it comes to intimacy. “I’m so sorry, Beej! It’s just that...sometimes I get a little embarrassed to...well, you know...to get a little loud and everything...” you fumble with the hem of your shirt.  His ears prick up, “Why?”  “I don’t know...” you shrug, “I just feel...kinda awkward. I...I always wonder if I sound horrible or if the sounds I want to make are going to be embarrassing or turn you off...” your voice trails off, and you look up at him apologetically. 

He shakes his head in disbelief, “What are you talking about, doll? No! No no no no no...” he shakes his head repeatedly, scooting closer to you and wrapping his arms around you, “Babes...you could never turn me off. Especially if I hear how good I’m making you feel...” he chuckles, then leans in closer and whispers in your ear, “I need to hear how good I’m making you feel, babes...all the time...” 

The way he says it, almost purring, sends another shiver down your back. He’s very quick on noticing that, and grins to himself.  “Why don’t you trust me, baby...?” he asks in the same tone, this time making a shiver run between your shoulders. “Just let me take care of you and let me hear how much you like it....please, baby....just do it for me?” 

You nod distractedly as your head rolls back, lulled by his deep voice, your mind already spinning. He knows the effect he can have on you - but finally getting this damn conversation out of the way seems to have given him the ego boost he needed. 

Immediately he resumes his ministrations, making you lay back down like before and starting to kiss your neck and jawline again, slowly and languidly. You relax against the pillows as his body shifts so that he’s hovering right above you, propped up on his forearms, his legs slowly nudging their way between yours and his hands starting to roam down your sides and beneath your shirt, as he whispers encouragements in your ear seeing you open your mouth and close your eyes. 

“That’s right, babes... just relax... that’s right... good girl... just breathe, babygirl... just relax and let it out...” 

And finally, your barrier of embarrassment starts to break down and you draw out a long, deep, languid breath of air that ends in a soft moan. 

Beetlejuice needs to stop for a second to gather himself as a shock of pleasure shoots through him, every hair on his body pricking up at the sound of your voice. He groans. “Oh God, baby...yes...yes, just like that...” 

Edged on by your reaction, he takes it a step further and starts biting down on your skin. He knows you like it when he bites you or leaves hickeys, but once again he wants to hear you. He leaves a big hickey on your neck, making sure to drag his tongue over your skin and lingering on all your favorite spots. Feeling liberated from your first attempt, you arch your back and once again start indulging in the languid sounds that Beej coaxes out of you. 

Your body starts to react to his teasing: you stretch your back and raise your hips to grind against his, you wrap your arms around his waist and pull him closer, you close your hands around his hair and tug at it. He raises his head up, panting, and goes back to kissing your mouth, prying your lips open and sliding his tongue against yours. 

You moan louder, the sound vibrating against his mouth. You hear him respond, moaning as well, and as his hands cup your breasts he breaks the kiss for a moment and takes a sharp breath of air. 

He’s good...so damn good....almost too good. 

You don’t know if the conversation you had conditioned you, or if you want to indulge him after understanding how much it means to him to hear you... But you can’t stop yourself from the sounds you’re now freely letting out with every single movement he makes. And actually...you want more. 

“Mmm...Beej...” you murmur against his mouth, your hands gliding down from his hair to the front of his shirt as you start to frantically open the first few buttons blindly.  “Hmmm, babes?” he answers between kisses, his own hands gripping the hem of your shirt with equal fervor. He already knows what you’re about to ask him.  “Clothes....mmmh...please...” you let out a little whimper on that last word, and he almost loses it. 

With a snap of his fingers, you’re both naked, a soft blanket covering you. He gives you one last deep, sloppy kiss before breaking away from your mouth and kissing your chin and jaw. “C’mon, babes...you’re doing such a good job....let me hear you again...” He coaxes you, as he starts to teasingly drag his mouth on your neck, down to your chest, until he reaches one of your breasts. You gasp loudly when his mouth comes in contact with the soft skin.  “That’s right, baby....just like that....” he bites down gently, making you take a sharp breath as your hands once again dive in his hair. 

Moving downward still, he licks and sucks his way across your abdomen, with your hand guiding him all the while. He bites your soft love handles - eliciting another loud groan of approval from you - and leaves another hickey, before moving across your stomach. His tongue swirls out around your navel and you let out a sharp little cry, your back arching upward. He grins against your skin. This is exactly the type of reaction he was longing for. But he’s not done yet. 

He’s determined to break down any remaining barrier you may have. He glides down between your legs, the blanket half covering him, and you hold your breath in anticipation of what you know he’s about to do. 

He makes you wait, taking his time before slowly starting to kiss the inside of your thighs, making you tremble and moan out loud at the feel of his scruff against your skin. 

“Beej...please...” you whisper breathlessly, closing your eyes. “You like this, babes?” he asks, locking his mouth on a tender spot on your left thigh and suckling on the flesh. It makes your eyes roll back in pleasure.  “Yes....yes, please, Beej....it feels so good....just... please...” 

His ego is going through the roof. Finally, he can hear how much you love his touch. Every moan and sigh you make fills his heart...and sends a shock of pleasure to his groin. And to think...he’s not even started properly yet. But who is he to deny you, right?

The moment you feel his mouth around you, you cry out like you’ve never done before. You feel him stop, his voice grumbling in his chest as he fists the covers to control himself. He only needs a moment to recover, though. 

His mouth starts moving again and you buck against him, unable to control yourself. Your pants and groans spur him on like a drug. You buck and grind against him, and he wraps his arms around your legs, holding you down as much as possible. He doesn’t stop until you climax, calling his name out with a loud, throaty sigh. 

“How was that?” he asks after nudging his way back up to you, a knowing smile on his face. He can’t believe the sound he just got out of you, and he’s almost glowing with self pride. 

You, on the other hand, have never felt more liberated in your life. How could you have been so stupid to think this would be embarrassing, or awkward? You’ve just had possibly the best orgasm of your life... and you’re pretty sure it’s not going to be the last of the night. And sure enough.... “Beej...” you pant, trying to catch your breath, “That was...incredible...”  “And guess what...” he purrs, leaning forward to nibble on your jaw, “I’m not even remotely finished with you yet...” He snaps his fingers again and the lights go out, except for a warm golden glow magically hovering above the two of you. 

The rest of the night is spent with Beetlejuice taking his sweet, sweet time to make sure he hears the most glorious, erotic sounds come out of your mouth, until he’s sure you’ll never hold back on making them, ever again. 

Your voice echoes around you as he kisses, licks, kneads, caresses, squeezes, bites and sucks on every inch of your skin....Encouraging him, edging him on, calling out for him... “BJ....yes, like that....oh my God....fuck, that feels amazing.... yes.... ah!...don’t stop....more....please...more...” 

His hair is so pink, it actually starts glowing in the dark. 

After your fourth orgasm, he rolls over to let you breathe for a second. His chest is heaving, his skin covered in sweat, a big goofy smile plastered on his face. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this happy before. 

....of course, once he’s done with you (or so he thinks) you only allow him a few minutes to recover before rolling him on his back and grinding against him, eager to return the favor and hear how you can make him sound, too... 

It always feels good to be back writing for this lil monster.... 💋

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[janellion]

Hii Kayla! It's my first time dropping into your askbox. Hope you're doing well ♥️ say, I was wondering when did you realise that well....you were in love with our fav boi Bokuto? :) Also, black is my favourite colour too!! - shin from tobios-queen

hi shin bb!! i’m so sorry it took me ages to respond, i just got back from a trip ): but hi lovely!! how are you?? it absolutely made my day to see you in my askbox!! please do it anytime 🥺💗✨ also THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS!! i love bo so much and i’m always so happy to write about him 🖤✨ also ahh yess!! black is such a classic color omg love that!! 🥰

so i answered how i fell in love w bo for the surfer!bo au here and how surfer!bo fell in love with me here BUT i haven’t done the canon version yet hehe so i’ll do that here if that’s okay! 🥰

kayla falling in love with canon!bo

in the canon au, i’m the first nekoma manager, so i’ve seen bo around at training camps and practice games. i’ve seen the way his moods swing, how he can go from cheering to pouting in the blink of an eye. i’ve seen the way he cheers for himself, hypes himself up, and focuses on his accomplishments.

yes, of course there’s also the times where he cheers on his teammates, but i had always thought them to be farther and fewer between. with my attention on nekoma most of the time, i failed to appreciate the way his enthusiasm and excitement were infectious, the way he brought up the morale of his team simply by being himself.

to be honest, at first i thought he was rather selfish, self-concerned, and maybe a little “too much.” i had always thought he was attractive, funny, hard working, talented, and had wanted to get to know him better. but due to negative experiences in the past, i sheltered my heart and pushed those feelings down because i was worried that he would be too focused on himself to make time in his heart for me.

fortunately, kuroo (who has taken me under his wing and gotten to know me very well) sees that bo and i would be really good together if we had the chance to get to know one another. he tries to set up opportunities for bo and i to spend time together or bump into each other.

unfortunately, none of his plans work. i fall in love with bo completely on accident.

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as the end of the match between nekoma and karasuno nears, i grab all the water bottles and head to the hallway to fill them up in anticipation of how tired the team is going to be after their well-deserved win.

crossing the threshold into the doorway, i hear the sound of a fist coming into contact with the wall, the sound dulled but unmistakable. my eyes widening for a moment, i peer down the hall looking for the source of the noise.

unsure what to expect, i slowly peek my head down the hallway and my jaw drops in surprise at the sight of bokuto, shoulders hunched over, forehead resting against the wall in front of him, hands clenched into fists on either side of his head.

even from the distance i’m at away from him, i can hear the strain of his voice as he berates himself for letting his team down, for not working hard enough to support his teammates, for being too emotional, too loud, too inconsistent, too unrefined. for not being the kind of captain the deserve.

so caught up in the scene before me, i don’t notice the tears welling in my eyes, one of them escaping down the expanse of my cheek. i gasp softly as i bring my hand up, wiping the tear from my face and watching it roll down the length of my finger.

my gasp must be louder than i expect, because as soon as it escapes past my lips, the brooding silver haired man down the hall swings his head around, his eyes finding mine and drifting from the water bottles in the carrier at my feet to the hand frozen in front of me to the slight watering in my eyes.

in what seems like an instant, the darkness and uncertainty in his eyes fades, replaced with the confidence and excitement that i’ve long come to associate with the man in front of me.

but in that brief moment, in seeing the way he shakes his head slightly, almost as if shaking the negativity from his mind, i’m reminded of all of the times i watched him bring out the best in his teammates, the way he spread his care and enthusiasm just by being himself. all the times that i thought he was just being selfish and self centered were really just times that he was boosting his team’s morale, and the morale of all those around him.

i had always thought that his pouting and sadness were for show, and the confident cockiness that he displayed was all that there was to him. but seeing him broken down at the thought of disappointing his teammates and letting them down and not just himself shakes me to my core.

i had been denying the feelings that had been developing over months and months because i was worried that he didn’t care about anyone but himself. but as he takes a step toward me, already reaching for the water bottles at my feet with a smile on his face, i feel a warmth and weight bloom in my chest, undeniable and growing by the second as i watch him move towards the water fountain, eyes glancing over to me as he begins to fill them up.

“you’re a really good manager, [Name],” he says with a smile in my direction over his shoulder.

“those cats don’t deserve you,” he says though a grin as he hands me the last water bottle. our fingers brush for the briefest moment and i find my eyes drawn to his, searching his face for any signs of the man i saw earlier.

in response to my searching gaze, his eyes soften and his face relaxes as his lips pull into a wry smile. “i’m sorry you had to see that,” he says, voice surprisingly soft.

“oh, bokuto, i don’t mind, really i —,” i start to say, but unable to find the words to convey how i’m feeling.

my bumbling, however, is interrupted by a low chuckle as bokuto rubs the back of his neck, a light flush on his cheeks.

“call me bo, [Name]. after all, you did see me crying,” he says with a laugh, eyes breaking away from mine and drifting up to the ceiling as he finishes his sentence.

“well, you know you can always use my shoulder instead of the wall next time,” i joke, going to give his hand gentle squeeze before letting go, the pounding of my heart in my chest causing my hand to shake slightly as it returns to my side.

his golden eyes flash back to mine, with an intensity and determination i’ve only ever seen from him on the court, as his eyebrows raise and his mouth stretches into a smile.

“i’m going to hold you to that next time,” he says through a grin as he grabs the water bottles from the counter and gestures to the awaiting gym.

as we walk next to each other into the gym, he switches the carrier to his other hand, leaving the one between us free. the knuckles of his hand brush against mine, soft and hesitant. i try and suppress the smile that’s pulling at my lips as i look over to the flush on his cheeks.

i close the distance between our hands for a brief moment, squeezing his larger one in mine as i look over at him and grin, before nodding my head at the court in front of us.

“c’mon captain. impress me”

the words are teasing but bo can see the softness and support behind them, and the gentle smile that accompanies them.

“anything for you,” he says as he looks over, eyes shining.

if there’s some whooping and hollering from the boys in the gym there is we don’t hear it. we just see each other

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note: IDK WHY THIS GOT SO LONG i just have so much love for bo 🥺 tysm to the loml @strawbirb for reading this 💗✨

some lovelies who may enjoy this: @kuronekomama @oyakags @sakusakxyoomi @anianimol @stcrryskies

also gonna tag @tobios-queen & @quirksandbreaths bc lately my ask notifs haven’t been working? idk if that’s the same w other people too 🥺