#he looked so bashfull here

[livetogether--diealone]

ALEX, post race - ITALIAN GP 23

[nanaslutt]

I LOVEE YOU FOR FEEDING USS😭😩❤️!!!

I had a little brain rot of geto and getting each other off. Like he’s fingering, while reader is jerking him off. idkkk smt like that. It crossed my mind, and I had to share😘 xoxo

you ask, i deliver<3 thank you so much for this, this prompt made me dizzy

Contains: fem reader, mutual masturbation, fluff, established relationship, whipped!geto, he's literally so in love, cursing, soooo much dirty talk, praise, nipple play

MDNI

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It was a lazy day at home with geto. The both of you having the day off, schedules finally aligning.

You laid on his chest, clad in a spaghetti strap tank top and panties, one leg slung over his hips; him in nothing but his black boxers, big hands caressing the skin on your lower back and shouldes.

Your lips were slotting together passionately, slurping and quiet hums into each others mouths could be heard throughout the room as you kissed each other with fervor.

"I love kissin you baby," he pulled back to confess, rubbing his thumb into the soft skin on your shoulder as his other hand got a bit frisky, dropping to your ass and squeezing the fat there.

Geto leaned in breifly to leave a small peck on your lips after he spoke. Crimson blush spreading over your face, a bashfull smile following it as you cradled his chiseled cheeks in your hands.

Sidding your hand down his face and pulling his bottom lip out with your thumb, exposing his bottom row of teeth as he let you manipulate him, "love kissin you so much too, sugu." you replied, letting his lip slap back into place and chasing it with a kiss.

Starting up another makeout session, you sighed into his mouth when he slid his other large hand to join the first in groping you. Geto used his big palms to squeeze the fat of your ass in circular motions, making your cunt rub against his leg as he did so.

You felt his growing bulge press against the inside of your thigh from where you had your leg slung over his lower body.

"Mmmm" he moaned, sending vibrations against your tongue when he closed his lips around it, sucking softly.

Both of your growing arousal aiding the kiss to turn into a hotter one, now filled with need, "suguru, baby," you whimpered between kisses, eyes still squeezed shut when you spoke, "need you.." you emphasized by sliding a soft hand down the ridges of his abs, reaching between the two of you and placing your palm over his bulge.

"Looks like you need me too," smiling against his lips when he laughed at your realization of his arousal. "Damn right I do sweet thing." pressing his lips to yours in one long kiss before dropping his lips to assault to your neck with kisses.

"Oh f-fuck." you whimpered, eyes trying and failing to open, fluttering closed at the feeling of his plump lips sucking at the sensitive skin of your neck. Your hand increased pressure on his cock when you felt his tongue join the mix, darting out every so often to leave wet kisses agaisnt your throat.

"Yeahh, so fucking sensitive here huh baby?" he whispered against your skin, cock twitching at your reactions combined with the rubbing against his clothed shaft.

"Stop t-teasin babyy," you whined when he continued his minstrations on your neck, "fuck me, please." you begged, smaller hand pulling at his hair slightly to get him of your neck. Lips diconnecting from your jugular with a pop, "mmmm, as nice as that sounds, I wanna try something else right now, is that okay?" he asks, beautiful hooded eyes staring into yours.

"Course it is, I trust you." pressing a kiss to his cheek when you finished your sentence.

“M not sure the best position to do this in, hmm..” he thought for a second, hand coming up to dramatically caress at his imaginary goatee before you practically watched the lightbulb go off above his head.

Grabbing your body and flipping your positions, geto now snugly between your legs, your thighs wrapped around his hips as he hovered above your frame resting comfortably against the mattress.

He slid a big hand up your shirt teasingly while he spoke, “thought about havin you on top of me, but I think this’ll feel better for you.” tipping his head foldly down at you, smile full of adoration.

"Thought we could get each other off like this," he sat back on his heels, your thigh still slung over his hips as he used his body to push you up against the pillows, making your body slide up the bed, your frame curling in on yourself slightly.

"You wanna dry hump me?" you smirked, confusion laced in your voice but ultimately on board with whatever he presented to you.

A large palm groped your chest underneath your shirt while he used his other to stop your hips from girating against his, "That a good idea baby, but not exactly what I had in mind."

Letting go of your hip when your own stoped their rolling, geto gigging at the puzzled expression that plastered itself on your face.

Covering his palm with your own he placed your hand over his bulge, making you rub his twitching cock together, before he let go, leaving your hand against him as he started teasing his fingers at the hem of your panties.

Thick fingers splayed themselves on your lower stomach while the pad of his thumb landed expertly on your panty-clad clit, rubbing gently cirlces on the nub to get his idea across.

"How does jerking me off while I play with your little pussy sound?" he breathily teased into the air when he felt your fingers squeeze extra hard over his clothed tip.

"Fuck, sounds perfect." you agreed, urging him to take his boxers off when your fingers proved a little difficulty in sliding inside the tight fabric from this angle.

He paused his rubbing, retracting his hand that was stimulating your breast before he slid back, drawing his boxers off his legs and throwing them onto the floor, getting back into place.

Now having an unobstructed range on his cock, you wrapped your hand around the warm shaft with both hands, dragging them up slowly; paying special attention to his sensitive tip; then sliding them back down.

"God, you touch me better than I touch myself, baby." He moaned, head tipping back in a groan before he set his sights back on your pussy, not wanting you to feel neglected.

Geto pulled your panties to the side, holding them open against your thigh with one large hand while the other gathered your wetness on the tips of his fingers, using your slick to smooth the slide against your swollen bud.

He was mesmorized watching your reactions, mouthing dropping open in a little o shape, watching your lashes flutter as your squeezed your eyes shut, keeping up the delicious pace on his cock.

"Bet that feels good huh?" his deep voice resonated in the air; though he already knew your answer before it was confirmed by your small moans and head that nodded in his direction.

"Yeahhh just relax pretty, let me take care of you while you stroke my fucking cock." His filthy voice growled out, making your cunt gush out wetness as you focused on his tip, rubbing your fingers against his frenulum, "D'ya feel me twitching? haha," he giggles at your ministrations.

"Yeah sugu, feels like this when its inside me too," you reply, making the air feel a little less tense when he lets out a genuine laugh.

"Shit, that's kinda embarrassing, didn't know you could feel that." he says, abandoning the attention on your clit and opting to rub his fingers at the opening of your tight cunt, slowly pushing his middle finger into the ring of your cunt.

"Guess its kinda like how I feel every time ur pussy spasms around my cock, huh?" embarrassment from the earlier confession being pushed down as his pleasure increased rapidly.

"God.." geto groaned, staring intently at how your tiny hole swallowed up his finger greedily, beginning to rotate it, feeling every bump and ridge of your walls. Mesmerized when he spoke, "How does your tight little pussy open up for my cock when it feels like there's barely enough room in here for just my one finger...?" he whispers in admiration, always so fascinated with how you managed to take his size with little to no complaints every time.

"Jus love ur cock so much sugu, I take it for you." That made pre drip steadily from his tip, wetting your digits when you rubbed the tip of your index finger against the slit of his dick.

Your words alone never failed to work him up to an embarrassingly aroused state, and so quickly at that.

Geto bit his lip and tried to focus on not blowing his load all over your soft skin just yet, a second finger joining your wetness, in hopes to catch you off guard a bit, slowing your pace on his sensitive cock and allowing him to fucking breathe.

"S-shit baby," you moaned at the feeling of his thick fingers curling towards your tummy and into your most sensitive spot. Pace on his length successfully being paused as you relished in the electricity shooting up your spine at his ministrations.

"This is fucking insane," half laugh half moan leaving geto's lips, "I'm so close already."

It's true, what you were currently participating in was incredibly intimate and extremely erotic. Getting to please each other's most sensitive parts, learning more in depth about what makes you both twitch and squirm while being so close to each other made your heads feel extremely dizzy.

Atmosphere falling into a more romantic one as you both opted to stay quiet, squelching and moans from the both of your lungs intertwining in the air.

Geto's other large hand started caressing your body, pushing your tank top over your breasts, fabric settling against your collarbones. He leaned forward, fucking his fingers into you at a steady pace, thumb stimulating you clit expertly with the same hand.

His body was now practically pressed against your own as he took your nipple into his mouth, moans and whines from the pleasure he was providing you going straight to his cock.

Nothing but love coursing through his veins when he felt you desperately trying to keep up the pace on his cock as he brought you rapidly to the brink of your orgasm.

"Close?" he mumbled against your skin, sucking your nipple back into his mouth and drawing his name over it with his skilled tongue, feeling your walls squeeze his fingers tightly, making it almost hard for him to move inside you.

"C-close." you answered, doing your best to get him to the same place you were at, wanting to feel him cum at the same time as you.

Realizing you succeeded when he said, "me too, lets come together," his moans that were raising in pitch were being muffled into your skin as he sucked harder against your hard bud.

He felt you slip over the edge first, digging your fingers into his scalp and jerking your hand sloppily over his cock. You tugging at his hair and feeling your orgasm around his fingers being just what he needed to reach his release.

Ropes of hot cum shooting out between the two of you, your nipple popping out of his mouth with a wet 'palp' noise as he buried his head between the valley of your breasts, breathing heavily and grunting against you, soft bangs ticking against your skin while his body shook with the intensity of his orgasm.

You ceased your stroking on his dick when you felt him stop twitching, softening against your palm. Geto reluctantly pulled out his fingers from your cavern, wiping your orgasm on your thigh as he tucked his arms around your body, burring his face deeper into your chest.

"That felt so fucking good," he slurred, sleep laced in his voice when he spoke. It was still fairly early in the morning, maybe a mid-morning nap couldn't hurt; you did have the day off together after all. What better activity to do than to cuddle up in the warm sheets with your stupidly handsome boyfriend all afternoon?

"One of your best ideas yet." you confirmed into his hair, feeling a bit bad when you returned his affection, wrapping your arms around his strong back and smearing his cum over his skin. Geto didn't seem to mind though, considering how he had already fallen back asleep.

[forthechubbies]

I: Chill

Idol! Bangchan x Chubby Reader x Idol! Felix

🌸Kdrama Vibes, Love Virus, and Love Trangle🌸

The OG Drabble

00.1%, the point one percent is you.. Or at least that's how you feel being in a relationship with Bang Chan; you met him your vacation in Australia all the while he was reuniting with his beautiful family - Berry was actually the first member of the family you met. You heard slight growls followed by tugging you looked down at the poor puppy's leash tangled on the bench's legs.

She cutely whined before turning her eyes up to you for help.to which you happily help her. However; her owner wasn't to for behind her - that's where those big beautiful eyes of yours melt the poor man down to a giggling puddle.

In vice versa, you never stood a chance against his accent to his big pink nose matching his ears. His bashfullness paired with insane muscle mass made you see stars, manly yet gentle..

"Christopher." He said his name was..

Little did you know; A whole another world came along with him. He failed to tell you he's also bangchan; leader of SKZ - a wildly popular korean boyband. He basically fathers the members being so he trumps them in age. You found out quickly the age card is thrown around a lot in South Korea.

Sadly; Bang Chan told you all this overwhelming information the day you moved to Korea with him….It wasn’t the worse idea, he’s ever had.

With a fiery rage burning within, you bellowed at him, his tongue-in-cheek facade no longer amusing. "Why did you not consider informing me earlier? Was that not even a possibility? Or did you arrogantly decide this on your own?" The anger surged through you, threatening to unleash a torrent of tears. His fame meant nothing to you, but being trapped in a foreign land with no means of income of your own.

“I asked; you to move in with me. You said-“ Bangchan scoffed after feeling a slipper knock him upside his head. “ Well, That wasn’t very nice.” He sang picking up the slipper-“ You know violence doesn’t solve anything-“

“Chan, hold on to that thought!” You've already had enough of him today. However, here's the twist: you didn't even have a chance to speak before storming towards the entrance, grabbing your coat.

“And let me enlighten you, my dear! When a man proposes living together, it's typically within the same country, not a completely foreign one!” As you flung open the door and took a confident step forward, you anticipated solid ground beneath your foot, but oh boy, were you about to be shocked...

As you gasped, your delicate fingers clung desperately to his firm forearm, tightly wrapped around your waist. In that moment, you realized the true value of walking, a privilege you had taken for granted until the arrival of Christopher. It was an unexpected turn of events, for this was the first instance where he exerted his strength upon you.

With effortless grace, he effortlessly scooped you up, cradling you under his protective arm, and carried you back into the sanctuary of the house. However, as soon as you crossed the threshold of the door, he released his grip, allowing you to stand on your own once more.

When Bangchan turned from locking the door you were walking away towards the bedroom.."You can be upset in here not outside late at night!" He yelled in a deceptive tone as if he were trying his damnest to be gentle with you. " Your things should be arriving soon-"

Slam!!

You can't believe him. When you agree to move in you didn't think it would be instant. you also didn't realize the home he was referring to was in South Korean to which he knows the language by heart!

Where was all this information hiding?

How dare he pretend that you're blowing this out of proportion when, in truth, it's an absolute nightmare to find employment in a foreign land that you have minimal knowledge about!

A weak knock presented itself to you. You sneered. Perfect timing; You eyed the nightgown he had prepared for you. Pretty modest yet graceful; a retro mini nightgown the lacey frills draped your body gorgeously.

You marched to the door while snatching a pillow off the bed to smother your boyfriend....or die trying.

" You're a kidnapper and a per-vert!"

Instead of your wretched excuse of a boyfriend, you swung open the door to find a blonde boy with adorable freckles. Your heart skipped a beat as you gasped, hastily concealing the pillow behind your back.

This is how you met Yongbok (Felix).

....

The following morning brought the memories of yesterday with it. Christopher was still in hot water it only continued to boil as you realized you've been moved. You remember falling asleep on top of the covers yet you found yourself tucked in.

You smiled for a second. The thoughts of Channie being caring as usual even if you were willing to physically fight him. That's when the smile faded away upon hearing movement downstairs coming upstairs.

Thud!!

"Ouch!" A loud voice expressed his pain. " Why would follow me up at the same time,Jeongin!?"

"Ah!" Channie whispered loudly; "Binnie, be quiet." He turns to scold the boys with a look.

Binnie widen eyes at the scorn. " Me?! Why aren't you talking to him!? He almost tripped me up!" He cried, pointing to Jeongin who stands there amused by his hyungs anger.

"I know, I know, Binnie-Gin, quiet laughing at him. You'll make him angrier." Bangchan has enough on his plate already. "And stay quiet; please." The language was difficult to understand but pleasant to hear especially when you realized Chris's voice. You found yourself blushing.

The door latch clicking alarmed you to keep still as the boys entered.

They made sure to seat everything down gently before heading back out...so we thought.

I.N couldn't resist admiring your peaceful expression. "She's so beautiful," he whispered, giving a thumbs up in approval. Your heart fluttered as he moved closer, his hair gently grazing your cheek. "She smells just like Felix's favorite perfume."

"Shh!" Chan hissed, his voice barely a whisper as he clenched his jaw. "If you dare wake her up. Get out , right now."

As time stood still, a silence filled the air, broken only by the gentle descent of the bed beside you. A tremor ran through you as familiar lips brushed against yours." I love you...I know you hate me right now.." He confessed, tilting his head slightly. " Honestly, I deserve it. I'm a dog for telling you half truths." Bangchan's lips touched your cheek before he nestled his nose against your skin. "I don't even have the balls to tell you when you're awake."

Channie couldn't help but laugh when he saw your eyelashes fluttering. "I have to say, you're absolutely stunning when you're pissed...those curves as you walk away." He winced as you sat up abruptly to hit his chest, but he caught your wrist and drew you closer. "Well, good morning to you as well."

You yanked your wrist away from him. "You are the absolute worst-mmmhp!mmm" You struggled against his biceps and shoulders as his strong arms enveloped you. Channie's kiss remained intense and forceful until you finally let go of his shirt, surrendering to his soft, irresistible lips.

♡..♡♡..♡♡♡.♡.♡♡

Chan, observing your dazed expression, gently moved away. He laughed softly, looking into your eyes that were brimming with affection. "I need to leave briefly," He whispered, pulling you onto his lap and holding onto your plush waist. "But don't worry, lover, I'm always just a phone call away."

You subconsciously nod as he spoke something you developed as you started dating him. " I'm still mad." You stated, brushing your fingers across his jawline. " We need to talk-"

"I tried that and you almost left in the dead of night. "He spat out with an undeserved attitude, but you were quick to pick up on it.

"Oh I'm sorry. Was my reaction to you lying to me upsetting to you?" Your nose brushed against his."Well, Mr. Bangchan, Christopher, Channie or whoever you are-"

You sneered as his heavy hand caressed your ass, but he continued speaking as if his hands had a mind of their own. "I'm Christopher in English," he said, tongue in cheek. "In Korea, I go by Bangchan," he explained calmly.

Christopher lifts you up in his strong embrace, he gently places you back on the bed, calling you adorable and his sweet Cutie. With a sly wink, he leaves you breathless.

He ignored your anger again.

[superkirbylover]

Ok ok ok, you know that episode where Celestia and Luna went on a vacation, "Between Dark and Dawn"? Well I had a funny idea that is what if they went to Peppino's pizzeria? Like they just enjoying their (possibly first) pizza while planning on what activity to do next meanwhile Peppino just staring at them wondering why the f*ck are the two most powerful princesses in all of Equestria doing at his restaurant.

i want you to know i fucking LOVE this idea. please imagine the following (warning it is long):

the royal sisters come into this humble little pizzeria and nobody's at the counter right now. celestia gently taps the little bell for service, and you can hear peppino in the back saying "just a moment!" then, he comes out. "how can i..." he shuts up as soon as he looks up and he sees. The Fucking Princesses. Right In Front Of Him. celestia asks for a small pizza and she's like, "that'll be... [x] amount of bits, right?" and he's like "nono, y-you don't, have to pay!! if you want?" he's not sure exactly how to take it. "nonesense, i insist!" and she pays the proper amount plus tip. peppino just. quietly says thank you and hurries into the kitchen

gustavo notices pep more anxious than usual, and as the local bestie, he asks, "hey, what happened?" peppino quietly gets out, "the... the princesses are here." gustavo's curiosity is piqued. "oh really?" he leans out of the kitchen to look. "you mean the royal sisters?" pep hurriedly pulls him back in the kitchen, "YES I MEAN THEM, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" gustavo shrugs and pep just sighs to try and collect himself. "okay, okay, it's going to be okay! i'll just make the pizza, and you make sure brick isn't seen because i don't know what i would do if we got shut down by them." brick is probably in the corner and his head raises at the mention of his name. gustavo raises a hoof, "well, before we do that, i'm just gonna make sure they're doing alright," and he walks out of the kitchen approaching celestia and luna at their table. peppino isn't able to grab him and pull him back in time, so he just whisper-shouts "gustavo what are you DOING, NOOO..." he sucks it up through and focuses on trying to push brick out through the back door, to which brick is. a brick. he refuses to cooperate

meanwhile, gustavo and the princesses hit it off. they're talking and chatting, having a good time. luna notices peppino trying to get brick out in the kitchen and she says something, "is that... a giant rat in the kitchen???" gustavo laughs at her surprise, saying "oh yeah! that's brick, i got him from a tower. he's great!" he turns to the kitchen and sees peppino, who just then realizes he was seen and freezes. gustavo waves to pep to come over and talk, to which pep hastily shakes his head no and pushes brick out of sight from the kitchen doorway. gustavo smiles at his friend's bashfullness, commenting "ah, don't mind peppino, he's just nervous."

the princesses did not mind the giant rat, and in fact loved him (to peppino's annoyance)

[honestlynervousnut]

💐 Catching the bouquet + bucktommy please?

• Ficlet Friday Sunday•

Outside a small chapel on the outskirts of LA, a small wedding was taking place.

The wedding reception was taking place outside the chapel.

It was the wedding of Tim, one of Tommy's old army buddies. Tommy had been invited to said wedding and decided to take Buck as his plus one.

It was the first time they had gone to an event like that since they started dating, but Buck was excited to go and Tommy was excited and proud to be able to show off his boyfriend to all his former battle buddies.

Buck and Tommy were at one of the tables enjoying a Tequila Sunrise and a Negroni respectively, enjoying the wedding cake and different snacks.

"Y'having fun?" Asked Tommy with heart eyes.

''Oh absolutly! Y'know? I have to admit, I was a little nervous about coming...but It's been a lot of fun so far! Everyone is so friendly, and the music is great!"

Tommy smiled and patted his hand "Well, I'm glad we came...I knew you'd have a great time once we got here."

"And the food is delicious. I didn't realize how hungry I was." Buck said

"Yeah, me too. They really went all out for this reception." Tommy answered. Their conversation got interrupted by the sound of laughter and the bride preparing herself for the bouquet tossing.

They shared a knowing glance, amused by the tradition.

''Ooh the bouquet tossing...I've never seen one of those in person'' Buck chuckled.

''Oh this 'bout to be good...'' Tommy said as he grabbed his drink ''Who do you think will catch it?''

''Who knows but they all seem very determined to catch it'' Buck answered

Tommy grinned amused by the anticipation. "Yeah, it's always interesting to see who ends up with it."

Tommy takes a sip from his drink and is enjoying the celebration when suddenly, the bouquet is tossed into the air. Tommy, caught off guard, finds himself the target as the bouquet lands squarely on his lap, the bouquet lands right on his lap, startling him and causing him to spill some of his drink. The nearby guests burst into laughter.

Buck and Tommy can't help but exchange a look of surprise and embarrassment as they process what just happened. Tommy sets down his drink, his cheeks reddening slightly. Buck stifles a laugh, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Well, that was unexpected." Tommy said

''Oohhh Tooommyyyy'' Laughed the groom.

''Oh that woman is gonna be a widow at the end of the day'' Tommy chuckled pointing at the bride, he then grabbed the bouquet and looked at Buck with a small bashfull smile.

''Y'know what that means...'' Buck teased

Tommy's cheeks redden even more.

''L-let's not get ahed of ourselfs Evan....'' He chuckled.

''Oww....'' Evan pouted ''Can I at least get a kiss now?''

''Well of course...'' He smiled and pulled Evan closer for a kiss.

[mihwee]

hi... ive been eyeing ur list recently...

why is raffaelo on the waiting list for so long im gonna froth at the mouth PLEASEE

Anyways... will you a m!top!reader oneshot w raffaelo (the villainess is a marionette) hehehe... but please include lace/lingerie. also, slight dirty talk? Thanks~

"Such a good fucking boy"

Bottom!Raphael x Top!Male!Reader.

s.y.s: (i forgot sypnosis arent the characters thoughts 💀) rafaello wears a feminine cloth that can barely cover any of his body parts as per your request. I guess your puppy eyes were just so irreristible to him. He trusts you this much to humilliate himself this way;; he guesses. — Feeling bashfull with Milky skin on display, he averts your prying gaze that already seems to be fucking the life out of him.

TAGS: feminization, Lace, Lingerie, (Bra,Thong, And Thigh-highs. Dont ask me where u got it from u just got it LMAOO) Anal sex, blowjob (receiving), Groping, praise kink, PRAISE KINK in all capitals Etc. Explicit smut. (Rafaello's extra sensitive) u kinda lick his ears lmao , Missionary

WARNING: EXPLICIT NSFW and cursing (reader has a pp 👍) raph has implied mysophobia but isnt disgusted when it comes to yew (ik ik cliche)

Setting: Raphaels office, midnight

MINORS 13 AND UNDER DNI IN GEN. MINORS UNDER 16 DO NOT REQUEST.

Hi hi back again~

nd, .emno! Lmfaoo my bad

I completley forgot about it anyways... im here to serve nonetheless. Plus muscular men in feminine clothing makes me go crazy...IM SERIOUSLY NOT JOKING i was js so busy and caught up with shs i forgot ever creating public fics of fucking these manhwa dudes (euntae hwang u r not safe even if ur webtoon alrdy ended)

I also made a broken ring reference~ lets see if u can find it yessir

"Come on raphael, dont be wary of me." You spoke, voice tinged with delight. Raphael coudnt help but shudder. He feels so... exposed. So vulnerable. He averts his gaze to avoid your prying eyes, taking up every inch of his figure. "You can take that robe off." You leaned in, whispering close to the ends of his ear.

"Yes.. y-yes i know.. just give me a second." He managed to mutter out. Trapped between the figure of your body and the ends of his oak wood desk. Raphael felt his breath hitch as he tried to compose himself, unsure of why he even dolled himself up in such shamefull clothes.

He scrunched his eyesbrows, his face hot from the heat. his fingers managed to get ahold of the robes tie. Untying it with need as you snuggled your face deep into the crook of his neck. Your hands firm on the desk hes sitting on.

As he managed to loosen the ties, your eyes immediately went to take a look on the brallete. Hugging his firm chest that looks so out-of-place. The straps of the bra digging onto his broad shoulders and cupping his tits awkwardly. Then... to his cock. Laying inside a thin piece of black fabric that he wanted to hide by squeezing his thighs. Also covered in a translucent piece of fabric, digging onto the flesh of his legs.

This is quite the dream, you snickered. Your hands aching with need to palm every inch of his body. What is there to hide? You hummed. His face clear of pure embarassment. Waiting for a response as he clenched his fist.

"Dont...dont just stare." He managed to speak. Barely above a whisper. And quite unlike of him. A sought out bachelor of the empire, and a Proud knight. Wearing such things, doing... such things. He felt himself burn with even more embarassment. Yet he feels a odd sense of comfort, it doesnt feel disgusting when you touch him. He presumes. It.. doesnt feel bad at all. And it made him ache, ache to finally Touch and love someone without feeling like you've got shit shoved down your throat.

You grinned a little, placing soft pecks on the corner of his neck. still not roaming your hands onto his tempting body.

He stiffled his breath a little, managing to keep his patience intact. Feeling so desperate and needy for the first time, that it made his skin burn. His lower abdomen fluttering, his eyes slightly widening as you kissed his earlobe. Putting soft pecks for him to remember and reminiscence for the rest of the week. Your hand snaking up gently and palming his thighs, the fabric soft under your touch.

"dont do that.. hah..." he breathed out, covering his mouth by his hand. "Why not?" You laughed. You breath hot against his ears.

"It.. it makes me feel strange." he muttered.

Yet you let out a soft giggle, tilting your head to lick and softly bite his ear under your teeth.

"But i havent done anything strange yet?"

.

.

"Ah..." raphael softly grunted, shaky as he saw your Cock tap his lip. His face red and hands clenched to a fist between his thighs. Raphael looked up at You, Unsure of what to do. Yet you just chuckled, "you dont need to if you dont want to. Sweetheart." Yet the raven stood his ground, firmly. "No.. no i can.. i will take it." He muttered. His hand reaching up to position your cock on the front of his lips. His hot breath evident on your tip. "We...hah...already reached this far." He mumbled. His eyes half lidded as he opened his mouth, enveloping your tip.

As seconds passed, raphael looked more frustrated. More and more the way he coudnt take your dick down to the base and envelop it fully, Yet you were always there to whisper sweet praises, so much, too much that it made him shudder. Raphael pants out, taking his mouth off your cock to catch his breath. And his rough hand taking the place, picking up pace as he jacked you off with a mix of precum and salivia.

The way you called for his name, your hand softly touching his hair as a way to plead him to keep going, to keep being so good for you. It made him feel all warm inside that he has never felt for another person. And maybe because you were letting him do what he wants to do, and not forcing him to it. "Just like that, Ah.. fuck." Your voice hitched, his teary red eyes looking up at you with a pleading expression.

His robe draped onto his muscular figure, his hand stroking your cock in sync with his mouth, what kind of heaven is this? And fuck. His plump lips that stretched around your cock drove you insane. It turned you on even more at the fact your conserved lover is also.. well quite enjoying this. By the fact that raphaels cock strained under the lacy thong.

"Raphael." You breathed out his name. You cock pulsating needily inside his mouth.

Raphael looks up at you with curiosity, stopping at his tracks as your cock made a dent onto his cheek. "Ah... fuckk..." you cursed.

"Come on sweetheart." You grunted, pulling him up from the ground and gently pushing him on the desk you were sitting on. And not even a moment later, raphaels needy expression, was soon eliciting sounds you were dying to hear.

His voice was quite low, husky and deep. Breathless even, still trying to process the thought of sucking your cock about 5 minutes earlier. "Haah...hah.." he moaned. Shuddering under your touch. Groping his thighs gently, feeling the untouched parts of his body THAT if you were a random person, he'd probbably be killing.

Raphael bit his lip. Feeling you lick up a stripe on his neck as you let his leg rest onto your shoulder. His low voice quite muffled as he felt your slick cock thrust against his clothed one. Feeling more turned on than ever.

You panted, stroking your cock a little as you pushed your fingers deep into your mouth. Prepping your fingers at his tight entrance. And yet, raphael felt himself harden at the sight. He whimpered. Anticipating from whats about to come next.

"Thats it, good boy. Breathe, in and out.." you murmured. Kissing him on the lips as you let your fingers circle around his tight rear. He choked as his legs bended, his knees shoulder level as he held onto you for dear Heavens.

Raphael let out a a uncomfortable moan, your first finger sliding in. Slowly by slowly, till it reached to your knuckle. He shifted, his ass clenching and unclencing awkwardly. "Shh, Stay still sweetheart. You wont be able to take all of me at this rate." You whispered. Laughing softly as you Licked and rubbed his ear under your teeth. Making him shudder in pleasure.

As your second finger went in, raphael let out a hitched whine. Feeling your two digits slowly pump in and out of him. Scissoring his insides with almost electrifying like prescision. The thong he was wearing was soaked, soaked with his precum and your own dick juice from earlier.

"Y-Y/N. Do not tease me any further. I will.. i cant.. i-.. nngh." Raphaels words were cut, cut into desperate breathless sentences. And that spurred you on even more, you cant take it anymore either. With one sigh, you leaned back and kissed his fabric-clad calf. His thong underneath your fingers as you pulled your digits out, making him whine at the loss.

Yet he gasped, another much more larger intruision teasing him. Teasing him at his very rear end. Raphael averted your gaze and bit his lip, hiding his eyes with his forearm. Bucking his hip onto thin air. Waiting, waiting so patiently for you to take him and fuck him with pleasure.

And, ofcourse, you didnt even have to think twice as you entered his tight ass. Grunting as he clenched snd unclenched rapidly. You were quite amused, the esteemed knights cock was already gushing with precum. Twitching badly. He was so sensitive it hurt. It hurt that it was so embarassing.

With another sigh, you began picking pace and thrusting your cock in and out with a gentle demeanor. "Good boy." You muttered, leaning in as you grabbed his legs. "Taking me in.. so well. So good for me." Raphael groaned. Drool leaking from his pretty lips as he whined. Still covering his eyes, unable to look at you with a perverse shame.

"Mmh....f-Fuckk.." his voice cracked, your cock hitting a sensitive bundle of nerves. His regal facade already crumbling before your eyes. And only replaced by a obedient slutty cutie.

Raphael bucked his hips upwards as you began picking up a faster pace. Holding onto his ankles or thighs, or anything at this point. "Nngh...nghhh..." he moans, feeling your cock pound into his ass relentlessly. But yet... such in a gentle manner.

" wanna cum deep inside of you sweetheart. " you whispered. Your hand snaking up to fondle his firm chest. "You want me to fill you the brim darling?" You chuckled, sending shivers down his spine as he shuddered in pleasure.

"I.. i dont know a-anymore. I. A.ahh.." he whimpered. "Ah, ah ah!" Raphael moaned even louder. Feeling your cock pump into his ass even harder, he was close. So fucking close to this unknown feeling once more.

And with one slightly forcefull thrust, raphaels eyes shot wide open. and his pretty mouth half open as a lewd broken string of moans accompanied his body, convulsing as you felt him tighten around you. Tighten so hard feeling as if your cock will get chopped off. White long ropes splattered onto his muscled abdomen, and onto his firm chest, staining his brallete translucent strokes of Cum.

And with the sight alone, you felt your cock pulsate with need. You immediatley leaned in to occupy his lips, and which he leaned back to eagerly. Riding the remnants of his orgasam off as he felt your own seed fill him. "Mmh..mhghm...mg y/n..y/n." He muttered your name, almost like a mantra. his voice tainted with the lewd sounds of sloppily salivia mixing together.

And with one final thrust, you both collapse on the hard oak wood desk. Catching your breaths as raphael clinged onto you. Still twitching as he tried to compose himself. He closed his eyes tight as he wrapped his legs aroumd your torso.

"Good boy." You grinned. Panting.

"Such a good fucking boy."

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I got very determined to make this bc of this exact pic... (when i was looking for a fic banner lmao)

HIS TITS AND ABS AND WAIST UWAHHHH

IT LOOKS LIKE HES GETTING POUNDED FROM BEHIND I HATE MYSELF OH MY GOSHH such grabbable waist omg i wonder how no one ever thought of fucking this sweet thing 🙏🙏

ok good night hope u guys like that anyways 🙄

[ashprince-of-bel-air]

Can I request Geraldus reacting to Tav telling him that you find it admirable of him for not quitting of being a Harper & for wanting to help his comrade please?

My sweet boy Geraldus ❤️ I would kill for that man and his big brown doe eyes.

It was a busy night in The Elfsong Tavern, all your allies and a good portion of the city were in here, celebrating to the defeat of the Netherbrain. You could hardly recognise half of the people here, let alone hear your own thoughts for that matter, they were chanting your name carrying you around the tavern, hailing the Hero Of Baldur's Gate.

After a while the rush died down slightly, though you would still be inundated with people coming to buy you drinks, thanking you and even propositioning you. Most of these requests were politely declined, you wanted to finally relax with your friends and maybe reminisce about the good times you had all shared in the adventure that had now come to a close, wondering what you would all do next.

As you made your way around the room, chatting to friends that you hoped to see again one day, but saying a fond goodby just in case, you felt eyes upon you. It was not a malicious stare, it was one of longing, you lifted your head and made contact a few times but whoever was watching you darted away before you could identify them. Shrugging softly you chose to ignore it for now, whoever it was that was watching you would come to light eventually.

Drinks were had and the atmosphere was merry, after a few flaggons you had managed to get Wyll to sing as entertainment for you all, he pretended to be bashfull but secretly he loved the attention, finally not feeling insecure of his infernal qualities. It was Karlach that had managed to help Wyll accept them, making him understand that it was proof of the ultimate sacrifice he made for the Gate, though the population did not know it Baldur's Gate had two true heros.

You slowly backed up into the crowd, wanting to get a better view of Wyll in all his glory, happy that he could finally feel at peace. As you moved back your foot caught on someone's else's and you tripped into them, quickly you composed yourself, exclaiming apologies until you looked up and saw those beautiful brown eyes, the same ones that had been watching you all night.

"Geraldus?" Your head tilted in confusion as you watched him fumble over himself.

"Oh... Urm.. yes. Greetings Tav" his voice was high pitched and squeaky in his throat, shaken that he had finally been caught.

"You're the one who has been watching me all night aren't you? I can't believe I didn't recognise those big wet eyes of yours" a smirked donned your face as you teased the poor boy, in your recent dealings he had always been a little shy around you and you could not resist teasing him now.

A blush quickly spread over Geraldus' face as he tried to stammer out some excuse, only silenced in surprise when you placed your hand on his deceptively muscled arm, which definitely surprised you.

"I only tease Geraldus." A soft smile spread across your face, thinking how pretty he looked with his doe eyes and flushed cheeks. "It's nice to see you Geraldus, I was wondering if you would join us, you and the other Harpers helped us after all"

The blush began to settle somewhat on his face knowing that you were teasing him, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck and avoiding your gaze, he spoke in barely a whisper.

"Well, y-you helped me with the doppelgangers... I-it's the l-least I could have done" You could not see as he was staring at the ground but his smile was wide, hearing that you were happy to see him made his heart soar.

With a soft smile and a gaze at the tall Harper your hands moved to cup his cheeks and make him look at you. You wanted to speak earnestly to him and knew he would not believe you if he didn't see the look in your eyes.

"Geraldus, I'm so proud of you, a lesser man would have run after what you saw with the doppelgangers" Tears began to well in both of your eyes as your thumbs stroked his cheeks tenderly, whether it was pure emotion or the alcohol you were not sure, but what you were sure of was that he needed to hear this.

"The fact you were brave enough to still fight with us is incredible and nobody can take that away from you, I'm glad we had you there with us." Geraldus' eyes closed and you could feel his face lean into your touch, he wanted to feel more of it, craving your tender hands on him. After a few moments you leant towards him and placed a soft kiss on his forehead before letting him go. His face had flushed even brighter this time at your kiss as you walked away, giving him a smirk and a look that told him he could seek you out later if he so wished. Geraldus stood there in shock for a moment before downing the rest of his ale, he told himself he would need a few more of them if he was going to seek you out before the night was over.

[bg3fan]

How to bake your way to a smith´s heart

Part 1

( I think you can read this as a one-shot)also caution it´s not proof-read

Emma left an hour ago, that means that you´re left with cleaning up the bakery, you two own. It isn´t big and it did cost a fortune but with your parents help you two were able to buy it and finally fulfill the dream you both had since growing up.

As kids you two would build your own bakery with cardbords and use mud or sand to make your dough while flowers and grass were used as sprinkles.

Sighning, you wipe the floor clean from all the flour, losing your hope that Dammon would visit you today. Perhaps you did creep him out by comming unannounced and even telling him that you´ve been watching him.

After you came back you didn´t dare to look out of the window, too embaressed that he might catch you.

Finished wiping the floor, you stand up with aching knees to wash the dishes next in the other room.

While washing them, you hear the door´s bell and annoyed you come out at the desk to tell the customer that you´re already closed for the day.

But to your surprise; Dammon is standing there with a small bashfull smile, carrying your basket in his hand. "Am I disturbing?"

You hold your hands up and shake your head "No, not at all... but we are all out off sweets, unfortunately." You give him an apologetic look.

"Ah, I´m sure your treats are much tastier here, inside the quiet bakery than in my forge... but I´ve come to bring your basket back." He puts the item on your desk as he looks around, admiring the decoration and it doesn´t seem like he is ready to go yet.

"Do you have any plans for tonight?" you catch the faintest hint of blush on his cheeks as he rubs his neck while asking.

Your own face heats up "Uhm, yes, erm- I mean no I don´t have plans but yes I-I would spend it with you- if that´s what your asking of course..."

Dammon chuckles at your behaviour and you can´t help but laugh a little too. It´s clear that he knows you have a crush on him which gives him the confidence to ask you out.

"Then we could go for some tea or a light meal in the tavern?" You nod and look down on yourself then back at him "but I´ll need to go back home and change real quick, if that´s ok."

The tiefling agrees and tells you that he´ll be back in an hour to pick you up, so that you two can walk together there.

After he left you run up the stairs to your room and get ready as fast as possible. You put on nicer clothes and decide that you should let your hair open. Quickly putting on a little makeup, you grab your bag and go downstairs. The half finished dishes are long forgotten in the sink.

Dammon´s already waiting for you outside, wearing a simple shirt and vest, with his sleeves rolled up to the elbows which reveal several little burns and scars on his arms from working in the forge.

You rush outside, his tail wags excitedly as he catches the sight of you by his side. "I hope you didn´t wait too long" you start.

He offers you his arm which you bashfully accept. "Don´t worry, you´re right on time." He offers you a smile and guides you to the next tavern.

All while you feel your heart beating against your chest because of how close he is. You´re itching to put your other hand on his arm as well, curious how his muscel and rigged skin must feel like.

Even though it´s almost 10 p.m the city is still wide awake, there are a lot of people who are also very drunk but the walk to the tavern isn´t long and you two arrive it in less than a 15 mins walk.

The noise of the tavern makes you feel a little uneasy since you´re not a fan of loud sounds in general and it seems that Dammon also caught up on that by your tense body language.

That´s why he guides you to a small table in the corner, hoping that it would ease your mind a little.

"Do you already know what you´d like to order?" he asks as you both look at the menu. "Yeah I think I´ll take the same as always; some fried potatoes with the yoghurt sauce."

He nods and calls for the waiter to order for the two of you "I´ll have the chicken steak with grilled vegetables and for my partner fried potatoes with yoghurt sauce. For drinks we would like some lemonade." And with a nod the waiter is gone.

You can´t help but figet a little on your chair as he called you his partner. "You look quite lovely tonight, [Name]" and again he manages to make a blushing mess out of you.

"Thank you, I know I probably looked a bit messy earlier when I came to your forge" you admit but he chuckles fondly and assures you that "No, I actually thought you looked quite adorable even though you came straight from your bakery. The flour on your clothes actually suits you very well."

The waiter is quick with your order and as Dammon thanks him he leans back with his drink "Don´t worry about being messy around me, I think you know my work isn´t the definition of clean."

And you do just that, you both dig into your meal and it seems that Dammon was very hungry since he eats way faster than you do.

After minutes of silent eating he begins "What made you decide to open the bakery nearby?"

Swallowing your food you start to explain "Well, it was always my dream to open up a bakery with my friend Emma. Even as kids we would tell everybody that we will have our own bakery someday. But without her and my parents I wouldn´t be able to, even though I had a lot of jobs to save up the money."

Dammon listens and nods understandingly "I feel the same way about smithing... and I´ve also worked extremely hard to forge my name in this town..."

He chuckles before looking at you "Pardon the pun."

Taking a bit of his meal he continues "How has business been going for you?"

You are relishing the possibility to talk about your bakery "You know, sometimes it goes good and then bad agan. It´s a constant rollercoaster actually so it´s never really steady. Also the customers for some reason rarely try any new receipts out and sometimes they are so rude about the littlest thing which leaves me questining humanity at some point."

Dammon smiles warmly with understanding eyes and he can tell that you are very passionate about your bakery.

"But how is it going for you?" you ask in return.

Before answering he takes a sip of his drink "It´s been an experience, for sure." He puts his glass down and rubs his chin thoughtfully, "The locals seem to appreciate my work, some of the adventures I forged weapons for have come back for more." he proudly tells you.

His expression sours for a second "Not everone is a fan of a tiefling though, at least not at first. I suppose my appearance can be intimidating."

Feeling bad for him, you put your hand over his "I´m sorry, I cant imagine how horrible it must be to be the victim of rasicm. I´ve also heard how some people talk about tieflings."

He turns his hand around to hold your as his voice falters a bit when he mentions "Yes... I´ve heard my fair share of slurs while walking the streets. Many avoid me or give me dirty looks."

You squeeze his hand, thinking about how people could be this mean to someone so nice, even if they don´t know him. "If it´s anything worth I think your tiefling features look good and I had no ill thoughts about you." Confessing this makes you avoid his gaze while your cheeks heat up.

Even Dammon can´t hide his blush as his tail stills before wagging happily again. "Thank you... that´s very sweet of you to say [Name]. Not everyone appreciates my infernal features, even me sometimes."

He chuckles and strokes his thumb over your hand. His hand leaves yours and you already miss his warmth over your now cold one.

The rest of the dinner goes rather quietly. You two talk a little about this and that, getting each other to know better.

As the waiter comes back for the bill, Dammon is quick to turn down your offer to at least pay for yourself, reasoning "Please, allow me to pay for today. I don´t often have someone to dine with and I´d like to repay you for the sweets today."

On your way home he again offers his arm which you happily accept. You two walk in silence, finally the city quiet down which creates a comfortable atmosphere between you two.

A shiver runs down your spine as the wind blows against your back. "May I?" he ask while taking his arm out of yours to put it around your shoulders, nodding you allow him as you snuggle his side.

Being this close to him, lets you feel his warmth and smell his scent, which make you weak once again.

At the entrance of your bakery, he starts "Today was really nice, I hope we could repeat it sometime."

"Yes, I´d love to." You give his cheek a little peck while he squeezes your shoulders. He watches you get in before waving a little bye, making sure that you´re save so that he can go to his own home across the street.

You don´t really feel like sleeping, thinking about the dinner causes you to giggle and kick your feet. You can´t help but daydream about the next steps with Dammon. How and when he would confess his love for you.

Also I´m always open to talk about this fine man, (I´m basically open to chat about literally every bg3 character) xD

[oceansssblue]

[THE BAD BATCH]—COMFORTING THE STUDENT series.

ECHO/GN READER

WARNINGS: PURE FLUFF 💖. NO PHYSICAL DESCRIPTIONS OF READER.

EVER BEEN STRESSED AS A STUDENT? WELL, JUST IMAGINE IF YOUR BB BOYFRIEND CAME TO THE RESCUE. THAT'S THIS.

You've studied so many units for your exam you've lost count at this point of the afternoon. You didn't even pause your studying for lunch; eating with one hand while you scrolled through your datapad with the other one. You knew if you were to see your boyfriend in the afternoon you needed to get your work done as fast as you could; so you've put the effort in and now, finally, you're free to enjoy the rest of your evening with him without having to worry about it.

You quickly shower and get somewhat presentable; a big sweater on top of your casual shirt and pants so you don't get too cold in your speeder bike. You fly through the traffic of Coruscant, excitement building up inside of you; natborns, as the clones call you, are allowed into the GAR's complex with a specific visitors permission, and you've asked for yours a week ago. Your boyfriend had informed you that Clone Force 99 was finally returning to Coruscant after a long mission in the Outer Rim and you wasted no time in getting the papers you needed. You want to be there when The Marauder lands. He deserves that much.

You walk impatiently through the detectors, so the security guards in the GAR complex can make sure you're not carrying any weapon; and then you fly the already memorised path through the building til the hangar. This is not the first time you do this; and certainly not the last.

You wave your hand here and there towards some other troopers you've gotten to know in the time you've been friends with the Batch; you stop in front of their usual spot right as The Marauder enters the bay and makes his slow carefull descend to the ground.

You can't help but clasp your hands together and bounce up and down on your toes in excitement. It's just how you are; bubbly, full of energy, and you're just so excited to see him. It was actually you who approached him first, back when you were mere strangers to the other, stealing glances at each other in 79'; you've never once regretted it.

The Marauder finally lands and the entrance hatch falls open; Hunter being the first one to walk it. He inmediately locates you and a tiny, almost imperceptable smile turns the corners of his lips up. You kindly smile back at him; though your attention is inmedietly moved elsewhere when you catch a glance of the person you've been waiting to see for almost a month, now.

"Echo..." you sigh, in complete relief and happiness, and you're running the short distance that separetes both of you in a flash til you're clinging to him like a monkey to a tree.

Echo stumbles in surprise, left arm quickly holding your body up against him while his scomp carefully taps your back. He chuckles a second after, and you hug him tighter with a smile.

"Hello to you too, sweetheart" he greets you, squeezing you tightly before gently helping you get on your feet again, and you tilt your chin up towards him.

"Missed you so much" you confess, your eyes never leaving his, and Echo sighs at the truth and warmth he sees in them.

His hand plays with your hair. You melt under the weight of his amber gaze. He looks at you with so much raw love and admiration and you... You feel exactly the same for him.

"Missed you too, cyare" he whispers, with the sweet mando'a that always makes you smile, and you can't resist it anymore and join your lips with his in a heartfelt, slow and gentle kiss.

Echo makes a satisfied hum on the back of his throat and kisses you back; his lips and the way he kisses and holds you always sending sparks through your veins.

You hear some clapping and whistling, and you both step back with redened cheeks and a bashfull smile. Troopers are always like this with another clone's displays of affection; and they already know about your relationship, so somehow they feel even more confident to call you out on them.

You say hello to Echo's brothers as well and chat with them for a bit; before the two of you make your way back to your speeder. Echo hops on behind you and you can't help but feel a different type of rush of exciment flowing through your body; enjoying the way he presses against you so he doesn't fall of the vehicle.

When you get to your apartment, you're still buzzing with energy. Echo leaves his backpack in your bedroom, makes a stop at the bathroom, and reunites with you again in the living room. He knows his way around your home by now; it's his, too.

"How was your day?" he asks, finally sitting in the sofa with you, and you quickly mold your body to his side.

"A bit stressfull" you shrug. "I finished that proyect I told you about, uploaded the answers for the seminaries of last week and studied fifteen units or something like that. This has been the first time I've been outside this week, in fact."

Echo makes a face –he's an expert on those, so expressive–, and caresses your shoulder with his fingertips.

"Mm. I'm sure Tech would have a speach ready to explain exactly why that's not very healthy" he says, kissing the side of your forehead. "Why don't we go for a walk while I tell you of this planet we've been to? You need some fresh air, lady".

You chuckle and make a pout. Your hands move from his shoulders down to his chest and abdomen; slowly, tempting.

"But I wanted to give your body a well earned rest as well, lovely" you whisper, turning to face him properly, half climbing on top of him before he stops you with a strong hold on your hip and a soothing kiss to your second pout of the day.

"And we can do that kind of welcome after our walk" he chuckles, eyes full of mirth and warmth. "Come on, baby, just fifteen minutes so you can change your setting and stretch your legs and then I'll give you whatever you want."

It's an impossible offer to pass. You nod against his lips and steal a last quick kiss before standing up and tugging his hand.

"Okay" you happily conceed, grinning in satisfaction. "But I want it in front of the mirror again this time."

Echo chuckles and follows you out the door of your apartment. He gently squeezes your hand.

"Deal".

THE END.

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MY LOVELY ECHOOO! HE'S ONE OF MY FAVS EVER, AH, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH :)

ANOTHER SHORT ONE-SHOT FOR YOU TO READ, I HOPE YOU'VE LIKED THIS TINY FLUFF ONE! LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE & REBLOG APRECIATED. REMEMBER I'M TAKING REQUESTS/PROMPTS.

AND WE'VE ONLY GOT CROSSHAIR LEFT! I'M PLANNING ON DOING A SEXY ONE FOR THIS ONE... DON'T KNOW IF FULL DESCRIPTIVE SEX YET, BUT AT LEAST DEFINITEVELY SUGESTIVE AND SPICY ;)

XX,

Sky.

Back to my Masterlist here!

[buckysmith]

Ok gf, here's my request

My personal HC is that I'm the newbie of the team (Corpman [medic] and sniper). Most of the time, I act as support given my other duties. After the events of Ghost Team, TF 141 is captured and tortured by Graves momentarily (Los Vaqueros will break them out) but not until Graves, erm... r@pes my OC. Shit goes down and she's also injured and therefore not present for the Countdown mission (when they stop Hassan). A month later she's on the recovery but still has PTSD. Price and her hook it up then, but take things slow

Now to my ask. Several months after Hassan was killed, Price and my OC are living a secret affair (hidden even from the boys, and especially Laswell and Norris!). But see, Soap notices a hickey on her and she denies it. So the scottish boy undergoes investigations to find out who's the lucky lad. At first he thinks it's Ghost and he's like "Ey mate, cheers on hitting it with x". But Simon is confused, because it isn't him. And it certainly isn't Gaz or Price (right?!). So the boys try to find out, and for weeks, my OC tries to twart them off

When it doesn't work, she turns to König (who is her best friend, and also platonic soulmate). Everyone's been kinda shipping them since they both speak german and get along well. I like to think that König scares people with his height (even though he's really bashfull), but my OC is the one to unwind him

So, could I get my OC asking König (in german, but you don't have to write it obviously) to pretend to be her boyfriend. and he gets all flustered. she holds his hand, and explains she has to do this to get them off her back. Also, i like to think he gives her sweet german nicknames like Maus (mouse), Liebling (Darling), Schatzli (little treasure, this one is swiss lol)

btw you're a queen. good luck with your studies <3

Price x Oc/reader

I shouldn’t write fanfics- I’m terrible at it … (oh and thank you !!)

Oh, and I’m sorry for my German- if there’s something wrong please let me know!!!!

TW

Not directly mentioning of r@pe but it happened to the “reader/OC”, PTSD, no mentioning of body parts but reader uses she/her,hers pron

Months had passed since you had gone through your personal hell, but the memories still hunted you and every single time you closed your eyes, you could feel him, you could smell him, you could hear his filthy voice rasping dirty shit in your ear, that pain you felt, the burning in your muscles. Everything. It was still there and no matter what you did, it just didn’t disappeared.

You had to force yourself back into reality when Soap and Gaz asked you if you were alright cause you snapped out of the conversation when soap accidentally mention his name, which you responded with a quick yes.

But you were in fact not, but that weren’t their problem, not something they should have to deal with.

��Excuse me for a moment” is all you say before you leave the boys behind.

You don’t know how, but you end up in front of your captain’s office, not an unfamiliar place if you want to be honest to yourself. You found yourself quite often here in the couple of months, especially at night.

You don’t even have to knock, before you hear your captains voice demanding you to step inside.

He doesn’t even have to look up from his paperwork, to know who just stepped inside his office.

“Look who just found her way into my office, how did I get the honor that you visit me at such an hour sweetheart?” His voice is rough, his office’s smells like his favorite cigars and himself. It’s enough to ease your mind, and to relax yourself enough to feel comfortable to sit yourself on his couch.

“You had a flashback, didn’t you darling” it wasn’t even a question, he knew that you had ‘em, he knew that you cried yourself to sleep, that you washed your body with almost burning hot water everyday to get rid of the feelings of his hands. His eyes met yours as you forced yourself to look at him.

His face may not seemed to care, but his eyes did and it didn’t took him ten seconds for him to get to you, kneeling in front of you, asking if its okay for you that he takes your hand. He was always so careful, even before it happened to you, but after that, it seemed he even got more carefully than ever before.

It’s his hand that makes your heart skip a beat as he gently strokes over your hand with his tumb, not saying a single word while you stare at his hand.

“ If you need a time out you just have to tell me and don’t say you don’t need it, you know I wasn’t happy that you came back to us just two weeks after that… I can take my time off too, so that you don’t have to be alone” his voice is gentle, he almost whispers his voice and no matter how gentle they are it somehow hurts you.

You don’t want time off, you don’t want to be alone with your thoughts, in the field you can at least get your mind on something else.

“You know I don’t want that…”

You can hear him sigh, before he stands up to lay his hand on your head. “I knew you would say that…. That’s why I made sure that you have someone with you you trust, that I trust and that speaks your language”

It takes you a couple of seconds to really understands what he means. “He should arrive any minute, I guess in hangar two, you should say hello to our lovely king ”

“King?” You ask. What does he mean with king you don’t know a ki- “ König! You mean König, don’t you !?” His innocent grin is enough to make you jump up from the couch, leaving a quick kiss on his cheek before running out of his office like a roadrunner.

A couple of weeks had passed since your best friend arrived at your base and soap made his way trough every single soldier, asking them if they were your secret little affair. It made you giggle to know that ghost was the first subject of Soaps little mission, out of all, it was ghost he thought you would have more than a friendship with.

You even tried to gaslight him into thinking he was your secret affair… he thought about it, but he couldn’t remember anything, especially not giving you a hickey.

You’re leaning against König as you watched soap practically staring at you both, you knew you wouldn’t get away with it, not before that child in a mans body had what he wanted. Answers on your secret boyfriend.

So you came up with a plan, and since König and you were able to speak in a language nobody else but you two could, you didn’t even need to leave to plan your little plan.

"König mein Schatz, was hälst du davon dich wie mein Freund zu benehmen?” (König Darling, what do you think about acting like your my boyfriend) His eyes met yours in seconds, you couldn’t see his face but you knew he was red as a cherry under that mask “Du willst dass ich dein Freund spiele? Dein Freund bringt mich um…” (You want me to play your boyfriend? Your boyfriend is going to kill me)

“Mach dir darüber keine Sorgen” (don’t worry about it)

So with a plan you both only have to play along.

It first starts with you holding his hand while you walk around the base, then you also hold it while you both eat, then his nicknames for you start.

“Mausi, could you please pass me the salt?”

“Nein Schatz, that doesn’t taste good, don’t eat it”

Or while training.

He has you pinned down, while soap, price, ghost and Gaz watches you both fighting.

“Ich bin sowas von tot ” (I’m so dead)

You may not had seen the staring from your boyfriend, but König definitely felt it, he knew that he was in great danger.

But your little plan worked, as Soap was now sure that you and König are dating, which ended his annoying questioning.

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You’re standing in front of your best friend, looking up to him while he stares down, petting your head like your a dog.

“Es war schön, dich hier zu haben, mein Freund, ich hoffe, wir sehen uns bald”

(It was nice to have you here my friend, I hope we see us soon )

“Ich fand es auch schön hier zu sein ” (I also liked being here)

He leaves before you can answer him, knowing he wouldn’t come to visit you in quite a time, but maybe you would see each other in the field.

“So your boyfriend left us, hmm.” You can feel strong arms warping themself around your waist, gently pulling you to a warm chest. "Seems like it” you hum in response. " but we don’t want you to be lonely at night, don’t we my Schatz” his accent destroys the mood that had tense up between you too, only for him to mumble a few slurs.

(I’m going with my usual style haha, sorry for that)

- So you now sitting on his bed, him standing between your legs while he has his fingers under your chin, lifting it up so he can look into your eyes

- his thumb gently stroking over your lip as he scans every single pore of your face

- in his eyes your holy

- “you don’t know how much it angered me to see you with him”

- you can’t but grin over his jealousy

- he’s cute when he’s jealous, especially when he doesn’t have too

- you know Königs wife, she’s just as cute as an angel, even allowed him to play your boyfriend for a couple of weeks

- his eyes meet yours as he growls about that it’s not funny

- gently pressing you on the mattress

- asking you if it’s okay if he shows you how much he wants you

- how much he wants to be inside of you

- to show you how much he wants to breed to

- to mark you as his own

- so that nobody would ever say that they belong to you

- to show soap and Gaz that they were wrong

- to make you his wife

- this night everyone will know that König as in fact not your boyfriend

- but you also disturbed soap , Gaz and even ghost with it

- cause well- who forgot to look the door?

- no no ofc it wasn’t price, how could you think that

- price office wasn’t the best place to fuck… for price it was cause know nobody would dare to say something again

[omnidemidisaster]

🔞

Carmen x Richard smut

Rquest. When I tell you I'm so happy someone finally requested these two-

Nsfw warning: Sex ( obviously ), gentle femdom, riding, mostly just soft and romantic sex between them cause they deserve it :]

"After work love"

Richard closed to the door to his home with a huff. He was tired, hot, and above all pissed. Richard had walked to his living room and sat down on his couch, letting out a pained groan. Carmen had noticed he was on the couch, smiled a little and walked over.

"Hey dear! How was work?" She greeted, smiling sweetly at him. Richard had looked up, seeing Carmen leaning over the couch in her usual sleeping lingere.

Richard had a sleepy smile, reaching up to take one of her hands into his own. "Much, much better now"

That caused a bit of concern for Carmen. "Did something happen?" She asked, caressing his hand with her thumb. Richard let out a sigh. "Well...Veronica keeps on putting more shit on my plate, the clients didn't want to cooperate with us, and Gerald was just being a pain in my ass."

Carmen nodded. Recently, it seemed there was more and more issues coming home with Richard. "Well, I'm sorry dear" She leaned down to kiss Richard on his forehead. "If only I can get you to not get so upset like this..."

That was when a lightbulb lit. Sure it may not get rid of all his problems, but for now it can make him forget about work at home.

"Yknow...Reynold is at one of his friends house for the night..And we hadn't done anything...intimate for a while" She said, using her free hand to make Richard look at her. Richard knew what she was implying and went red. She let out a small laugh at his reaction. "So, what do ya say?"

Richard thought about it and nodded. Carmen smiled in triumph, going down to kiss Richard on his lips. Richard would kiss her back, having one hand on her shoulder to have her be closer.

After a few moments, the two pulled away. "How about meet me in the bedroom in 5, hm?" Richard would nod, his cheeks pink with bashfullness. Carmen smiled and pet his hair before walking up to their shared bedroom.

5 minutes went by and Richard walked into the bedroom. Carmen sat on the bed, still in her lingere and her silk robe. The lights were dim and the roomed smelled of floral scented candles. On their side table was two water bottles, a pack of baby wipes, and clean underwear for afterwards.

Richard felt his cheeks heat up more. Carmen would make a come here motion with her fingers, which prompted Richard to walk by the bed. Carmen sat up on her knees and pulled him in for another kiss. Unlike the previous one on the couch, Richard would be able to actually do something. He would push her on the bed and hovered above her, continuing to kiss her.

Richard would pull away and looked down at Carmen. Her hair was messy now that she was laying down on the bed, the dim lights somehow made her features more attractive to him, her breathing was soft while she tried to catch her breath. God...how was he so damn lucky?

Carmen would let out a breathy laugh. "Did you miss me that much, Richie?" Carmen laughed, tucking some of his hair behind his ear. Richard would look away in slight embarrassment.

"I'm on the pill, so if you wanna go crazy go ahead" She purred out, circling his chest with her finger.

He would sit on the bed and reached to take off his tie and shirt before Carmen stopped him.

She pointed at the headboard, making Richard lay against the pillows. Carmen began to undress Richard, giving him kisses to any exposed skin she could see. It went from his neck to his collarbone to his chest and stomach. The deeper she went, the more and more his cheeks flushed red.

Carmen stopped at his pants. She would undo his belt and removed it. She would let it fall off the bed. She continued to remove his pants, his boxers going along with it. Once both his pants and boxers were gone, she looked up at Richard who was covering his face with his hands.

"Cmon sweetheart, let me see your face~"

Carmen would remove his hands from his face. He would look at her, flustered and nervous. Carmen chuckled and kissed his nose. "Baby, relax, would you? I swear you're redder than a tomato!"

Richard would chuckle a little, starting to calm down. "There it is, there's that smile" Carmen chuckled and kissed him on his lips, feeling him smiling against her lips. She would pull away and took off her robe. Richard watched in awe as she took off her sleeping lingere. He felt sort of self conscious knowing his wife was so beautiful and well shaped and he's got nothing.

Carmen would move so she could be next to Richard while facing him. Her hand had a gentle grip on his member. She began to slowly jerk him off, softly kissing up and down his neck.

Richard let out breathy moans while she pleasures him. After a few minutes of her jerking him off and kissing his neck, he would release into her hand with a groan. It got all over her hand, which prompted her to chuckle.

"Heheh, you're so precious, Richard" Carmen purred out. Richard would look embarrassed. Carmen chuckled at his reaction. She would lick the juices off her hand, making Richard watch and his hands gripping the bedsheets.

Once her hand was clean, she would move to where she hovered over his member. She had one hand on his shoulder for support and the other on the headboard. She would slowly press down onto him, the two moaning quietly in unison.

Once she was completely sitting on his lap, Richard couldn't help but just hug her close to him. She let out a surprised yelp before hugging him back.

"Are you okay, dear? Is something wrong?" She had asked, moving the hand from his shoulder to his hair. He put his head in her chest, hearing her heartbeat. "Yeah..I'm fine...More than that actually" He responded. His rough hands clasped on her hips.

His words and actions were responded with a small chuckle. Carmen then slowly started to move her hips up and down. Richard let out quiet, breathy moans. He moved his head away from her chest to look up at her.

His eyes were full of love, and so was his heart. Carmen pressed a kiss against his forehead. That small kiss left butterflies in Richard's stomach.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Carmen asked, giving him a playful smile.

"Uh...U-Uh huh"

Carmen would press another kiss on his forehead, happy with his response. Her hips continued to work up and down. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last time, but the feeling still felt foreign and so damn good for Richard.

Richard leaned forward and pressed kisses on her shoulders. She hummed.

It felt like eternity with how slow the two were, though it wasn't unpleasant. The couple usually have fast and rough sessions, so going slow and sensual wasn't common. Though for nights like these, the two practically needed this time to be slow and to really enjoy and love each other and their company.

Carmen ruffled his hair. Richard felt his stomach churning in such a wonderful way. He leaned back and looked at Carmen with half lidded eyes. His hips started to move to meet with hers. Carmen let out a surprised gasp.

"Carmen...sweetie...I'm..I'm close..." Richard mumbled out. Richard leaned his head back and closed his eyes fully. Carmen smiled and put her hand on his chest, slowly speeding up.

The moment she sped up, Richard was starting to let out much louder moans that he could barely control. He tried to control his noises, but damn, Carmen was like a witch and forcing these noises from him.

"D-Darling...I-Im gonna...Please..."

Carmen interpreted his needy words as begging for release. She would smile and pecked his lips. She leaned down by his ear and whispered in his ear.

"Do it, sweetheart. Let it all out for me~"

That was the straw that broke the camels back. A few more needy thrusts and he released everything inside. Carmen let out a shakey breath as she felt Richard fill her up.

He would kiss her deeply. The two would stay in this warm, loving embrace. Eventually Carmen pulled away. She would giggle before getting of him. Richard's lap was warm and a bit sticky...eugh.

Carmen took the baby wipes and began to clean his lap up, careful not to touch his sensitive sex and overstimulate him. Richard started to catch his breath as she cleaned him up. She would hum quietly as she cleaned up her exhausted husband and herself. She may had been on birth control, but she still didn't want the risk.

Richard would change himself to fresh pajamas after being cleaned up. He did feel bad that Carmen took control of tonight with both the sexual activies and cleaning up, so he had an idea.

As Carmen laid in the bed, all clean and in one of Richard's band t-shirts, he went to cuddle her. Carmen giggled and moved away from his touch. Initially, Richard thought she didn't want to..til he was being cuddled by Carmen.

"Sweetie...You already did so much...can I just cuddle you?" His words were a bit whiney. Carmen chuckled and stroked his hair.

"You already cuddle me every night..Besides, I'm doing this because I know you work so hard and get nothing from it. I just want to remind you that your work is never not rewarded. So please, allow me to just love you like this, okay?"

Richard thought about it before nodding. Damn..why did he have to have such a stubborn yet oh so loving wife? God, she was everything he wanted in a partner...someone loving and caring and insists on loving him for him.

She would start to pepper his face with kisses, causing him to go into a fit of laughter. Carmen's heart melted at his laughter.

Needless to say, Richard and Carmen definitely had a good night together.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

I have a 2 hour break rn and nothing to do so I might as well spread the horny😆

🧚🏻‍♀️✨Bippity boppity bow chicka wow oww! You’ve been visited by the Shameless Hoe Fairy, and now you must share a thirsty thot about one of your favorite fictional babes. Go on and spread those shameless hoe vibes and your legs 😘❤️

Omg yes! 😈😈😈 (lowkey unsure what to write headcannon? Oneshot? Idea? So just did a little drabble of slutty dreams

Warnings: adult situations 18+, mentions of bondage, sounding, pegging, femdom, mommy!dom, swearing, consensual noncon, mommy kink,

So err 🥺👉👈 i want to top geralt

Tagging the smut babes: @infinite-shite @captainsy-cookiemonster @spazzymamahenrylover @thelastsock @iloveyouyen @littlefreya @mary-ann84 @libbymouse @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @the-soot-sprite @foodieforthoughts @inlovewithhisblueeyes @viking-raider @sif-the-tsunami @luna-aestas @blakerogue @sillyrabbit81 @nuggsmum @littlebirdofrivia @hisangelicdemon @fivequartersoftheorange @pussyverson @a-little-counter-esperanto @zealoushound @amberangel112 @starstruckkittyangel @angryschnauzer

Enjoy!

Geralt snarled to you trying to naw and snap his fanged jaw at the bindings like a wild beast. The sight made you chuckle, poor little witcher caught like a fly in your expertly spun web.

"Do you regret it now boy?" You hummed looking at the witcher spread out, a feast for the eyes, arms above his head and legs spread wide so wide his feet hung over the sides of the bed. He looked funny in a way, snapping his teeth at magical invisible bindings.

"Im not your fucking boy!" He bellowed pupils contracting dangerously as he glowered at you.

"Oh? Is that so?" You hummed stepping closer to his side locking eyes with him for a few seconds before leaning down letting you hair drape around you like a curtain of silk.

"But wasnt it you who called me mommy the other night? Begged and pleaded with me to fuck you because 'im a good boy i swear'" you mimicked him with a smirk and giggled as his cheeks reddened and he looked away embarrassed by his slip up the other night.

"F-fuck you! Witch! There was a spell o-or somthing!" He hissed still enraged but bashfull. He so desperately wanted to frighten you into backing off so he could redress and bolt, hightail it out of town and never ever seek you out again.

"Nope, no spell just good old fashioned lust my boy~" you uttered bopping him on the nose and then drew a line to just behinde on of his ears, finding the soft spot theat drew strange pleading mewls from the huge wolf like man.

He panted and hissed before letting out a shallow moan as you tickled behind the ear with your nail before pressing harder leaving a small scratch behinde. His reaction was immediate hips jolting, eyes closed as his arms tensed. The log between his thighs twitching to lift with a light bounce, jumping awake.

"Now lets play for a while hmm? Can you do that? Play nicely with your new mommy. If you do I might even milk my good little boy~" you mused out loud with a sly smile as his head snapped to you with a frown.

"M-milk?" Geralt whined before swallowing as if trying to take back the weak pitiful one word question.

"Oh dear?! Geralt my boy have you never been milked before? Such a sweet boy! Here its simple really~"you huffed laughing patting his torso above his cock making it jump again, as if trying to seek you out all on its own.

"Im going to sit between your legs right here~" you purred crawling over one huge thigh and sat yourself between his legs grinding on the mans muscles subtly as you moved across him settling with your knees pressing his thighs apart keeping the hot skin against your clothes legs.

"And then i'll toy with you, tug and stretch, tickle your soft velvety skin untill your noce and thick and ready~" you breathed out moving over him slowly grasping his thickening cock and began to lightly tease him, gently and slowly massaging him to life.

"And then i will take this thin little silver tubey, this thing here see?" You said holding the tiny slim straw like tube for him to see. It was silver and around eight inches long and very very thin.

"And thats going to pop right inside and reach the bottom and this little hole here?" You tried explaining as you drew a light line down his chest with the tube watching his eyes widen in a panicked arousal as he tried to imagine where such a thing was going to go.

"I-inside? Where?!" He cried out in a very un-geralt like manner. You hushed him giggling at him, you'd read his mind. You knew what he truly wanted and he would deny himself this experience no more.

"Inside here silly boy~ your bottom could probably bend it" you uttered quickly tapping the tip on the metal sounding straw to the crown of his cock, nudging the small hole. Geralt drew a deep whiny breath and let his head flop back on the bed. You smiled, that was his secret wish. He wanted to try the peculiar but was worried about asking, he didnt want to be thought lesser for wanting a woman to explore him. To control him.

"But this little straw is going to let you drain for the entire time i play with you~ you wont be able to hold back a single drop" you continued speaking in a hushed tone trying to calm him somewhat and not feed the tiny panic you felt from him.

"And when your ready to cum, just there on the brink of gushing you'll have to beg. Im going to make you beg me- beg your new mommy to cum. And when i allow you to cum, you will and then we can start all over again untill im sure my boy is all tuckered out and completely empty..." you hummed leaning down to his face nuzzling his jaw chuckling and kissing him as you hands moved over his cock pumping him in deliriously slow strokes.

"But not for long~ i have a few other special toys for my little man tonight, tell me have you ever had something up your bottom befpre? Or is your bard strictly a bottom?" You teased knowing full well this witcher was a big alpha male who would most certainly not let his bard fuck him. You wasnt entirely sure it could work anyway, jaskier was puny! You dought he could reach!

"Why?! Why are you doing this?!" He uttered breathlessly as your hand moved over him faster, forcing him to grunt and hiss, bucking into the tight fist wrapped around him.

"I told you when we first shared a room. If we do this your mine. Completely and utterly mine, i also said i will give you what you truly want" you announced referring to your first time a few weeks ago. The moment you'd snuck the witcher into your room and ravished him. The rules being uttered between kisses as you both stripped. He could have you but you also got to have him, you could keep him and love him and own him if he got this one night to fuck you into the mattress. Since then you'd been sneaking into each others bedrolls after deciding to travel together.

"And you want to be owned and dominated. You want to be weak and powerless." You listed off the things you'd seen whilst peeking into his mind during sex, the wants and needs that aligned with your own. You were two sides of a coin.

"You want a mommy to take care of you~" you finally whispered before latching your teeth onto his lip, sucking the delicate skin before releasing with a wet pop.

"And thats exactly what you'll get, now stop your squirming before i roll you over and redden that glorious pert bottom of yours before anything else. Be a good boy for me"" you growled with finality before pulling back from him, he chased you as far as he could still wanting to taste your lips but huffed collapsing back giving into his forbidden desires fluttering his eyes shut and muttering under his breath just loud enough for you to hear..

"Yes mommy, i'll be good"

[novasheadcanons]

The Brothers with a MC who’s presence is calming their sin

TW: None :3    SFW   Fluff

Lucifer

-One word: Denial.

- He was always proud. And he found new pride in being the Avatar he is. He would never allow anything else to happen.

- But you wormed your way almost to easy into the eldest heart.

- You started bringing him tea and a snack in the evening, when the others were getting ready for bed and you knew he was still working. The amount of paperwork seemingly endless.

- He scroffed the first time you did this. He didn’t need a weak human to take care of him.

- He will absolutly deny how quickly he was looking forward to seeing you in the evening, a gentle smile your lips and delicious tea and his favourite cake in your hands.

- You humbled him. Soft whispers of comfort in the night when he was overworked, stressed and trying to ingnore painful memories. He allowes you to care for him when he previously would have strangled anyone who saw him like this. Now he’s questioning what he did to deserve you.

- He leans into your touch and reaches out for you in return.

- What was previously limited to when you two were alone starts to seep into his daily life with the brothers as well.

- He recrognizes his shortcomings and flaws more, but still struggles to act on it. But he becomes more forgiving. His brothers were sure he was deadly ill the first time they noticed.

- Lucifer will always be the embodyment of pride, but he becomes softer around the edges.

- He like to pull you on his lap and stroke over your cheek. It never fails to make him smile when you look at him with so much adoration.

- “You know I can’t let you go just yet, right?”

 Mammon

-He thinks he’s dying. No joke. He has been googling his ‘symtoms’ 6 time now. - But ‘Help I’m the Avatar of Greed but I feel weird!’ doesn’t really bring forth anything useful.

- Mammon’s greed is something he never had any control over, and he still doesn’t. At least no concious control.

- It starts when you two are out and about. He made a new money making sheme and dragged you along, as usual, but now you two were sitting at this fountain for two hours already and he forgot why he dragged you in the first place.

- Mammon watched you laugh over something he said, but it was a nice laugh. A laugh that didn’t sting. You weren’t laughing about him. This was nice. He wanted more of this.

- When he actually managed to make money and he found himself looking for something for you instead of him, it dawned on him. This dork came home with 4 gifts for you and only one cool pair of shades for himself. Pff, he wanted nothing else anyway, why are you looking at him so surprised?

- He still gets the sticky fingers when he sees something he could sell to make money, but more often than not he placed it back after thinking about how you would not like him stealing and getting in trouble again.

- The Avatar of Greed is still well...greedy. But it changes. Mammon feels so fuzzy inside when you're happy, laughing, reaching out towards him. He finally noticed how much more he wants of this. No amount of grimm could outshine your smile when you look at him. You filled the emptiness he tried to stuff with grimm, clothes and jewelry.

- He hugged you close one night, not knowing you were still awake. You had been watching a movie together and decided that you would be sleeping here, to tired to go back to your room.

- He whispers quietly in your hair while pulling you even closer to his chest. “Ya are the biggest tressure I ever held...”

 Leviathan

-absolutly oblivious to it. Like, this man does not notice at all.

- It also took a long time. His envy isn’t just jealousy. It is self-deprecation. It is comparing himself to anyone else and always comming to the conclusion that the other person is better.

- It only started when he accepted (for the most part) that you truly were his friend. That you didn’t secretly were planning a long-term joke on him.

- He had been ranting about a new fascination of his for a while now, while you were watching him being so in his element. He looked... happy maybe even a little confident? When he noticed how long he had been talking again he apologized but he didn’t look ashamed like he usually looked. More bashfull, but still smiling. And it didn’t take much convincing to have him continue.

- It was a lot of these little things. But more and more his envy lost it’s sharp edge that used to stab him in the back everytime he so much as thought about being proud of something he achived.

- You helped him becomming more at ease with himself. Your presence reminded him about all the things that were good in this life. Things others didn’t have.

- He realised this when he was complaining about how unfair something was when he looked at you. Patiently sitting there and holding his hand. With this loving look in your eyes.

- The widest smile you’ve ever seen from him streched across his face, lighting up his eyes and he squeezed your hand.

- “What am I doing? How could I complain about something so trivial when I have you by my side?”

- Cue both of you blushing and looking surprised. You couldn’t help but laugh a little when he hid his face in your shoulder when you hugged him. A blushing, blabbering mess

- He may be making progress but he would always be your Levi.

- There will be time where he falls back into his old harmfull thoughts but he knows you will be there to hold his hand. Just like Henry does for the Lord of Shadows!

 Satan

-He caught on the quickest and welcomed it the slowest.

- Every since you moved in with them he felt weird when you were in the room. Probably because he was so sensitive. Satan picked up on everything in a room, so every little thing could set him off if he hadn’t learned how to quickly escape and rage in the safety of his room.

- But the more time he spend in a room, close to you, the calmer his mind became. He still picked up on everything but when he glanced at you, or when you softly touched his hand because you noticed his eyes tighten a little, a wave of calm washed over him.

- He did not trust it. At all. Were you influencing him with magic? Were you doing it on purpose? But if you were so powerful that you could calm the Avatar of Wrath with a single touch why were you always so close to dying??

- As usual for Satan he spend days researching, trying to find anything. Without success.

- He barged into your room, agitated by the lack of success. Satan had nearly kicked your door open. And froze when he saw you.

- You were laying your back, your legs streched out and propped up on the wall. Your D.D.D making contact with your face when he had barged in. He couldn’d help but to laugh a little. His previous anger forgotten

- Calmly he closed the door and joining you on the bed, where you had just set up and were rubbing your forehead. “The fuck, Satan?”

- He smiled softly, taking your hand in his so he could give the red spot on your forehead a little peck. “Let me make it better.”

- Maybe it wasn’t so important why and how. You calmed his wrath finally making place for something else.

- When his brothers catched on they would practially dump you on top of Satan whenever he worked himself into a rage. Works like a charm.

-He never said anything to you, but you knew. The look in his eyes told you everything.

 Asmodeus

-For him the transission was so smothly he didn’t notices it for a while. He started complimenting you, without complimenting himself while doing it. He didn’t praise his outer beauty with nearly every single breath anymore. Still alot (Have you seen him?) but less desperatly. Asmo forgot to post his morning selfies twice in a row because he lazed around in bed with you.

- It irretated him to no end for weeks now. Something felt off and he had no clue what it was. It was driving him absolutly insane and his brothers were acting like they knew why, but noone would tell him anything!

- It was the third week now he didn’t feel like going partying to get praised, get eye-fucked by every passing person...

- Instead you two were in his room, wearing soft pjs and laying on his bed, shoulders pressed together

- You had grapped his hand while talking, gestureing wildly exited about something.

- It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy you talking, or wasn’t interessted but he was to mesmerised by your face, eyes shining with joy.

- Suddenly it just...clicked.

- “It’s you...!”

- He was sitting up, pulling you up with him. You rearly witnessed the Avatar of Lust looking at you so...seriously.

- “Asmo...is everything alright? Did I-“

- He had pulled you on his lap, arm tight around you, just holding you as close as possibly to him. You were all he ever wanted but tried so hard to deny. You loved him. Not the Avatar of Lust, but him!

- “I...I love you more than I love myself.”

-You calmed his desprate desire to be loved. To be seen.

 Beelzebub

-It started after you made the pact with him, probably because you were spending more time with him now.

- probably the most noticable change out of the brothers.

- It also started of slow. A few less snacks in between classes, not 12 plates of food at breakfeast but 10

- The brothers noticed immediatly but he brushed it off. He was feeling fine. Better than fine actually. Beely felt this warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. Smiling happily he took another bite, enjoying the taste more than usually before gulfing down more.

- The first time you two fell asleep in a bed together, you had made yourself comftable on top of him, he gently brushed some strands of hair out of your face. You had fallen asleep ontop of him. He was kind of hungry but you looked so blissfully happy...

- In the end he fell asleep, too. And he sleept through the night.

- Imagine his shock when he woke up before you, now really feeling hungry expecting it to be around midnight, as usual, but instead it was time for breakfest... When was the last time he didn’t get up in the night to eat?

- He is still eating an absolutly ungodly amount of food but he doesn’t feel like he is starving nearly every seconds of the day anymore. When he realised it was because of you, he picked you up in a bear-hug. Just holding you close and pressing his face into your neck. You swear you feel your neck getting a bit wet...

- “Thank you...Thank you so much...”

 Belphegor

-after being freed from the attic he finally joined the ‘normal’ life in the House of Lamentation again

- the others had already spend a lot of time with you. So they figured it out by now already but they agreed not to tell Belphie for two reasons:

- 1. Nobody wanted him to be dissapointed should it turn out that it doesn’t happen for him.

- 2. They wanted it to be a surprise should it work.

- Belphie felt insecure for a while since all his brothers were already so close to you and he well... He wasn’t exactly starting of a clean plate here...

- So he occupied your time a lot for a while

- He didn’t notices his brothers small changes for that reason

- It started off by being more awake around you when you two had cuddle & nap sessions together. He shrugged it of to just wanting to get to know you more.

- Your presence made him being able to be awake for longer periods of time in the beginning, then when you forced him to participate in activities with Beel and you his energy didn’t drain as quickly as he was used to. When he slept, he didn’t sleep quiet as long but felt so much better after waking up.

- It made him suspicious. So he started watching his brothers more.

- After two month he confronted you at breakfeast.

- “What are you doing to me?” Okay, rude...

- Why were his brothers ginning so stupidly?

- After you spend a while explaining what you and the others figured out he leaned back, taken aback. A soft smile taking over his lips that he could not surpress fast enough.

- Later that night he made himself comtable on top of you, his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. He didn’t know what to do, but your lovingly petting his hair made him realise he didn’t need to.

- He still sleeps a lot, often and in the weirdest places, he will always be the Avatar of Sloth but this might not be so bad after all.

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Please reblog and like if you liked this! I would love to know what you think of this, so consider leaving a comment. This is my first try on HC for anything :3 My requests are open!

[stressy-enby]

Ride Tenya Iida X Gender Neutral Reader

Ok so like,,, I had a daydream while I was driving and I had to write it. Please enjoy me simping for a fictional man and pretending that he also simps for me.

Warnings: Uh, says “damn” twice.. that’s about it, just some short soft fluff with my best boy :)

If you had told Tenya four months ago that he’d be in the passenger seat of his crush’s car as they hurtled down the highway, he would’ve been skeptical. But here he was, sitting awkwardly as you pumped the gas with a hysterical grin on your face.

If you had told Tenya that he’d be riding in a car going at 70 miles an hour, with the only thing on his mind on his mind being how badly he wanted to kiss the driver, he really wouldn’t have believed you. And yet, there you were, eyes glittering with thrill, with a need for speed, your fingers curled tightly around the wheel.

As much as he tried to repress it, Tenya was having a vivid daydream where your eyes fluttered shut as you slid those fingers into his hair, your perfect, smiling lips pressing gently against his own.

Damnit.

“You alright, Ten?” your laughter filled eyes flickered over to him for a very long second. “You’ve been lookin’ at me for a while now.”

Double damnit.

“Ah, it’s nothing!” Tenya assured you, cursing his carelessness. “You just... you look like you’re having so much fun.”

You laughed, taking a hand off the steering wheel to brush a piece of hair out of your eyes. “I am! I love driving, especially on the highway. It feels good to move so fast.”

The bespectacled boy hummed his understanding, a small, adoring smile grazing his lips. Normally, he was able to hide his glances your way. He’d let his eyes wander to you during class or training, but he was quick to averting his gaze before being noticed. When you were like this though... you looked so... free. Relaxed. It was intoxicating to see. It was something that deserved a second look. Then a third look. Then a fourth.

“Ok, I’m gonna turn on the next exit. If we go any further I’m gonna get lost.”

Your announcement jolted Tenya from his thoughts. It took him a few seconds to process your words. “Wait, do you even know where we’re going?”

“Nope!” You responded cheerfully, popping the “p”. “I just wanted to go for a drive, and I wanted you with me.”

Tenya swore he felt his heart leap up and lodge in his throat. He took a moment to collect his thoughts, turning his reddening face away from you as you merged into the exit lane.

“W-why did you want me here?” He finally asked as you drove off of the highway and rolled up to the nearby intersection. 

You simply smiled, coming to a stop at the red light. Once your foot was firmly on the break, you turned your body to face Tenya, and gave him a bashfull smile.

“I like hanging out with you. I also really enjoy driving, so I figured that it’d be more fun with you here!” You poked the boy’s cheek before turning to face the windshield again.

How was it that a person could be so cool and relaxed, yet so exhaustingly adorable at the same time?

“Well, was it? More fun with me here, I mean?”

“Oh, absolutely!” You glanced at him again, eyes once more glittering with that thirst for thrill. “We should do this more often.”

Tenya chucked as the light changed. He watched as you eased off the brake and follow the seemingly endless sea of vehicles in front of you. He saw that spark of excitement in your eyes, and if you had been looking, you would’ve seen it reflected in his own.

“Yes. Let’s definitely do this again.”

[liyawritesss]

ik i’m popping into ur inbox a lot 👉🏽👈🏽 but... i was reading that post insp by @/todorkihoe’s ask (i think??) and i just went 🥺 so.. hand over more shinsou hcs 😡❤️‼️ (please 😖🙏🏽)

Shinsou Hitoshi Headcanons (PT2)

Don't ever be sorry for giving me requests! I have nothing better to do with my life, so please give me inspiration to write!

Its so fun having another Shinsou kinnie to write fics for and bump ideas with, and I swear we all live solely for this man #shinsousupremecy

Synopsis: shinsou hcs!

Warning: fluff, some suggestiveness, cursing, aged up!2nd years, shinsou hitoshi x fem!black/poc!reader, quirk insecurities

If you haven't heard it yet, I headcanon shinsou being a fan of Chase Atlantic. Maybe might a die hard one, but he definitely uses their music to chill out.

If you listen to them too, he'll ask and give recommendations of their songs. You eventually make a Playlist of your fave songs from them and some other artists as well

When you're on your internships separated, both of you will listen to the Playlist to remind yourself of one another as you drift off to sleep

Shinsou's room screams sex vibes ngl

Whether its his dorm room (most likely) or his room at home, they'll have the basic key components

LEDs lining the upper edges and corners of his wall! Always set to the prettiest shade of purple. Theres an essential oil diffuser in there somewhere too, cuz after long training periods with Aizawa baby boy needs to unwind

Shinsou can be either one of two personas

No. 1 - secluded boy who on the outside looks and seems like an ass, but once you get to know him he's just a precious bean who's a bit timid, very insecure abt his quirk, confused on emotions and desperately in need of hugs and cuddles

Or No.2 - edgy tough boy who can be kind of cocky, still pretty quiet but more in observance than in bashfullness, steals kisses, shows dominant tendencies but in more nonsexual ways, and quite teasing

There is no in between sis, pick one

Nicknames include but are not limited to: love, doll, baby, pretty, beautiful, kitten/kitty, little headache, cuddle bug

Lmao if you're the cuddle bug wtf is he, cuz this boy is ALL OVER YOU when he needs cuddles

Will impatiently wait until you're in private before legit tackling you into the bed and holding you

"You need to charge up my social battery."

During training he maybe kind of sort of probably actually wants to show off in front of your???

He wants to hear you congratulate him on training since you commonly do it to everyone else, but he wants to stand out so much that he's the only one you're complimenting.

He may or may not also sort of kind of maybe probably actually wants you to baby him after a hard day of training???

Just give him extra cuddles and and some kisses, and he's all putty in your hands

He always asks you to make him tea. His favorite is this sleepytime blend you bought one time and he doesn't drink anything else.

It helps a lot, especially on nights when it's very hard for him to sleep. He especially enjoys it when you two drink a cup or two together in either of your rooms, because the next morning you'll be tangled up in eachothers arms.

And omg, lazy weekend mornings with Shinsou are the. Fucking. Best. Just a mess of kisses and cuddles and I love you's and praises and sweet nothings being shared between you two. Legit if Halo by Beyonce was personified, it would be this scene right here.

I wrote until my eyes started burning lmaooo. I hope you enjoy this hun!

If you enjoyed, please leave a like, comment, and reblog for others to see! And don't be shy to send a request!

[jjk-anime-horray]

Catching some Criminals?

Dazai Osamu x Reader x Oda Sakunosuke

Series Summary: While Dazai finally gets over the death of his friend and moves on with his life, he has to watch him unnaturally return into the would, and now he has to watch him turn twisted and into everything he hated in a way.

Chapter Summary: Finally being able too apprehend some on the culprits of the gala incident, everyone gains more information about the after some interrogations.

Trigger Warnings: Emotional trauma, mentions of extreme violence, mentions of emotional distress, mentions of illegal activities, and strong language.

Previous Chapter: The Ghosts

After hearing the screams that came from the room down the hall, you weren't overly surprised that the two men Oda and Chuuya were able too track down spilled the beans on there group and some of it's members. Why were there screams? Well, the agency needed answers and Yosano needed to release some anger after dealing with a particularly sexist man. Convenience at it's finest.

You also weren't surprised when yosano came out into the main office covered in blood, I mean she did do what people asked her too.

"I got some good news and bad news y/n, pick what you wanna hear first."

"Good news I guess."

"I was able too get a lot of information out of the two men."

"The bad news."

"You're not going to like the news I got, Dazai's not going to like it either."

"Hit me with it." but you were internally groaning because this was probably going to become a major pain in your ass.

"While the second leader of the group is known, the first one is a former international government assassin named Hauno Sarisaki, he is the user with the ability to raise the dead. While the rest of them are pretty miscellaneous, the third in command as you will is Arthur Rimaud."

"Rando-" Was all that came out of Dazai's mouth as he entered the room, while rubbing his wavy hair on his head in distaste of the words that came out of the doctor's mouth. "His ability is quite problematic, i'll probably have to go with Chuuya to deal with that, what a pain." Then his almond eyes met your as he looked up from rubbing his head. "How are you feeling Y/N is your head getting better?"

"Yeah it's fine, plus I had Yosano treated me........unfortunately, it's alright, but you seem tired Dazai why might that be?"

"It's just that while Odasaku is helping us a lot with the new criminal group problem, he's also has been going on a bit of a vigilante-ish rampage, and while he's been helping, but also he's making a big mess while doing it." He said while rubbing the back of his neck as a signal for a sort of bashfullness while talking about his friend but it faded as he thought to the massacre he create at the beginning of his purging.

"Yeah I've noticed that as well, his new persona has also made the news a couple of times, lucky is was for his more benevolent round ups of criminals." But if they covered his first parade before he calmed down he would have been painted as a terrorist you thought. "What was he like before, you know, the accident?"

Dazai froze a bit, only a little bit, but you could then tell it was a question that he wasn't expecting to hear.

"I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable I just-"

"He wanted to be a writer." Dazai answered cutting you off, but in they way to make sure that you weren't beating yourself up about asking your question. "He was really compassionate and really cared about the kids he took in, but he was still always on the quieter side."

Dazai eyes gazed out in front of him, eyes glowing with the sense of endearingment he felt in the past from his friend causing the edges of his mouth to perk up slightly under his thick brown bangs.

Then his almond orbs danced up to look you in your eyes glinting from the rooms light. He stopped there then kept peering into your orbs with the same look he had before. Realizing what he just did he flicked his gaze and head towards one of the office window.

"You know I wasn't all that surprised that he was willing to help us out (Y/N), but i'll have too admit that I didn't think he was going to nurse you back to health.

You nodded in agreement, after your first conversation with the former hitman you realized that even though he could be extreme he wasn't bad.

"I had this feeling wash over me when I saw him taking care of you I can't really explain, and even thinking about it confuses me to why."

"You probably were just worried about (Y/N) Dazai, I know I would have been worried if I had to go pick up a friend that just got blown up."

The two of you snapped your heads over to the doctor who now was cleaned of blood, neither of you noticed that she had left, or when she arrived for that matter, so when she made her presence known to the both of you it caught you two by surprise.

"Yeah you're totally right Yosano of course I was just worried about them." He babbled on while he waved his hand once in a affirmative manner, but the red starting to mingle across his hears and face told a slightly different story and was about something else. You all were detectives after all.

"Hey Daz, you know if you ever need to talk to me i'm here for you you know. Was there something else you wanted to say?"

You flashed him a subtle smile trying to encourage him to speak his mind at the moment, and hoping he did so.

Meanwhile Dazai's heart was thumping on the ribcage in his chest as a result of your words, threatening to be so loud that one could almost hear them through his tan trench coat.

"Nope."

"Oh okay." You stated slightly disappointed, but even more curious about what was going on in Dazai's head. About to say something else to Dazai you were interrupted by his phone going off in his pocket from a call from the president.

"I have to go, i'll see you guys later." He said in sequence before he left to answer the message.

"Yeah, hope you stay safe" you muttered to yourself.

Dazai had been acting weird around you recently, now, after today, you were going to figure out why.