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crappy-homestuck-confessions Ā· 2 years ago
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Headcanon Anon here with the kids' least favorite laws!
John-Impersonating An Officer Rose-Any law that bans literature Dave-Any law that cracks down on sampling Jade-Space Arms Control Terezi-Anti-vigilantism laws Kanaya-Section 43 of the Criminal Code Tavros-Laws that protect animal test Karkat-Noise violation laws Sollux-Laws that threaten net neutrality Feferi-Anti-homelessness laws Eridan-Gun control laws Nepeta-Vandalism laws Equius-Anti-smut laws Meenah-All of them. Vriska-Larceny ("Stupid law. Just stick to ro88ery, pigs!") Jane-The banning of Kinder Eggs Jake-Laws against perserving old films Roxy-Trespassing laws (loves exploring abandoned areas) Dirk-Minimum Wage laws Aradia-Property laws Gamzee-Stalking laws Damara-Sodomy laws (Why are those still a thing?) Rufioh-Laws that allow slavery in certain places (i.e. in prison) Mituna-Anti-skateboarding laws Kankri-Anti-harrassment laws
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machveil Ā· 21 days ago
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Y/N: Simon what is that
Roommate!Simon, with a bite mark tattoo on his bicep: Thought it'd look cute :]
OUGH OUGH OHā€” RAAAHAHHA Iā€™M BITING YOU BECAUSE YOU TRIGGERED MY BRAIN INTO OVERDRIVā€” [combusts]
Roommate!Simon Riley that has a couple days left before he can return to your shared apartment, return to you. the bite marks he came to base with have all healed and faded, his skin clear again - well, as clear as his skin can be. he wouldnā€™t admit it to anyone, but he does mourn the loss of those imprints
Roommate!Simon Riley that feels utterly silly, theyā€™re notā€” itā€™s not like theyā€™re supposed to be permanent. but he adores them, knowing you had physically changed him for a brief period of time. heā€™s not usually one to get sentimental, not as though he has much to be sentimental over. you, however, reach that part if him, makes himā€¦ god, he hates the word, but he yearns to have a part of you with him
Roommate!Simon Riley that snaps upright in his bed the morning heā€™s leaving, eyes bleary but heart thumping. he feels like a moron for not thinking of it sooner - a tattoo. your teeth, your bite, permanently decorating his body. itā€™s not as good as the real thing, but itā€™s pretty damn close. as soon as he comes in through the door heā€™s waiting for you to nip, bite, mark him
Roommate!Simon Riley that steps out of the apartment, says heā€™s off to get something andā€™ll be back soon. you figure heā€™s off for groceries, maybe he needs to fill his tank up at a gas station. instead, Simonā€™s off to the local tattoo shop - his favorite, the one thatā€™s made his arm a piece of art. a fresh bite from this morning prominently sitting just beneath his shoulder, he marches into the shop. when he comes home? to say youā€™re floored would be an understatement - still slick with tattoo jelly, Simon bites back a smile when you stare at the new addition to his tattoo sleeve
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hon3y-y Ā· 7 months ago
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Roomie!sukuna doesn't even get horny for anyone other than you anymore. You have the wettest, nastiest pussy he's ever seen- and he deserves the best so nobody but you will do. You're fucking so many other fine men now that you dont even give him a second glance when he walks out the shower in just a towel to tease you. And oh, his temper when one of your hookups pick you up and you don't come home for the weekend. Or even worse, they stay for the weekend. Sukuna has never let a girl sleep over at the apartment but now there are two colognes in the bathroom, two pairs or men's shoes at the door, and he can almost never see you in the living room without some other man hanging off your side
read the other parts here! : part 1 part 2 part 4
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heā€™s literally so embarrassingggg itā€™s not even funny. heā€™ll walk around and flex his muscles, smirk on his puffy lips as the water drips down his ripped torso. he stands outside your open door, youā€™re looking down at your phone deciding on whether to spend the night at chosoā€™s or nanamiā€™s (pick choso, nanami gets up at like 5 am šŸ™„), ā€œshowers empty..ā€ sukuna basically purrā€™s, resting his arm on the doorway.
and you literally could not give less of a fuckšŸ’€
you just nod, mumbling a ā€˜thanksā€™ as you focus on putting both their names in a generator and letting that choose your fate for the night. letā€™s just say sukuna was extremely angry when a motorcycle pulls up and you just giggle and hop onto it, kissing the stupid leather clad boy while throwing on the custom bikers helmet choso had made for you. and to top it off, sukuna had to physically restrain himself from blowing up your phone on where the fuck you are??
messages;
ryo<3: didnā€™t see you this morning
you: iā€™m staying with choso for the weekend! sorry, shouldā€™ve told you last night:/
you: i also wonā€™t be home after wednesday satoru is taking me to this festival! iā€™ll send picsšŸ˜‹
ryo<3: have fun šŸ‘
omfg heā€™s losing it. he literally will spend the whole time in the gym, refusing to be in the empty apartment for longer than eight hours for sleep. he feels like thereā€™s a cement brick in his chest when youā€™re whisked away by these men. but nothing is worse than when he stays over.
he being satoru.
it was becoming a huge issue. his longest ā€œsleepoverā€ was a week. a week where you werenā€™t even home for half of it. but sukuna was. he was there for all of it.
there was now a third toothbrush taking up countertop space in the bathroom, he would find satoruā€™s clothes in the wash (which would always somehow be in there whenever ryo specifically had to use it??), and gojo absolutely loved to make out with you everywhere but inside of your room and sukuna started to hated it. publicly claiming you in front of the guy who literally made it possiblešŸ™„ unbelievable.
letā€™s just say you take a break from bringing satoru over, doing your best to settle the tension at home. but sukuna couldnā€™t let it go, not when he stares at the stupid fucking blue electric toothbrush and knows that itā€™s only temporary.
at this point he didnā€™t even give a fuck about the other guys, you can keep them as long as heā€™s added onto your roster.
itā€™s been a while since the two of you had a movie night. something that used to, at the very least, happen once a month has been delayed due to your extra activities. the two of you relaxed into the couch, the movie was a random one you found choosing whatever looked the best by cover and for the first time in a while, sukuna felt like he had you.
ā€œdid you buy the candy?ā€
ā€œshit, yeah. i think i left it in my room?ā€
ā€œgo get it while i make the popcorn!ā€ you smiled up at him, your eyes sparkling excitedly. you looked so cute and soft, and ryo got a glimpse of your cute pink panties when you bent over to grab something so he was feeling just as good. he could already picture the little damp spot heā€™d create after teasing you and then force you to beg and make it up to him.
he thought about it the whole walk to his room, picking up the bag and then back to the living room, fantasizing about what he plans to do. and just as heā€™s about to turn the corner, a head of white fluffy hair is laying on your lap, legs spread to take up the full length of the couch. and the only seat available? the one farthest from you.
ā€œi hope you donā€™t mind, satoru said he missed us!ā€
usā€¦ sukuna looked down at gojo, looking at the content quirk in his lip while he snuggled into you more, moving one of your hands into his hair to play with it. ryoā€™s eye twitched before he put the bag down and went back into his room, the door slamming behind him. the noise makes you force satoru up, a pit forming in your stomach. you didnā€™t want sukuna to feel uncomfortable in his own houseā€”
ā€œdamn, whatā€™s he so mad abo- he got macha kitkats!? mmm~ā€
*bonus*
sukuna is literally in his room about to dry heave because??? what alternative version of himself gave him such bad karma?!? in his room like this;
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but quietly, because he DEFINITELY doesnā€™t want you to see him like this. such a feinšŸ¤¦ā€ā™€ļø
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a/n: i didnā€™t put smut because i didnā€™t want to get repetitive BUT should we finally let sukuna get a taste?? part 4 where he finally gets her?? lmkšŸ«¶
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queenie-the-court-jester Ā· 8 months ago
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cotton and the magic vagina
for my beloved šŸ anon šŸ’‹
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šŸ°cotton got a 9 incher I kid you not. He may be 4'9, but that monster in between his legs needs to be taken care of every half hour or else you'll have a needy bunny humping your thighs
šŸ°he wants lots of kids. So he'll try to make as many as possible without thinking of how to provide for them. About half of each litter makes it through infancy, the rest dying in their sleep. It makes you sad whenever you see the little graveyard you made in the backyard
šŸ° he's a good father but it's hard teaching him not to fuck you Infront of the kids. Have some decency young man. You're completely appalled when he said his parent's use to do the same Infront of him and his siblings.
šŸ°the only clothing he doesn't immediately take off is his underwear, saying he likes the way it rubs against his dick. Weirdo.
šŸ°some days you can't even walk properly with how often he demands sex. He's not a one pump chump, going atleast 4 rounds before he lets you go back to work
šŸ°don't let him catch you lactating, he'll go ape shit begging to drink some of it. He'll sometimes get jealous of his own kids when he sees them get more attention. Immature brat.
Silly doodle ā†“
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satoruhour Ā· 1 year ago
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geto reaction to you wearing only his shirt
OVERSIZED NEVER LOOKED THIS GOOD
a/n: lore. a lot of lore. i always cannot help but write backstories. ure gonna have to bear w/ me SORRY !!!! based off of this drawing that i wanted to write sum about but then i thought why not combine it w/ this prompt. i went a little insane on this mb / tagging @papersirens @crysugu @getousex @hyomagiri @slttygeto, who else r geto fuckers
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warnings: roommate!geto, soft dom!geto, mutual pining, reader steals one of getoā€™s shirts, geto is also a little bit of a pervert, mentions of panty sniffing but geto doesnā€™t do it, m! and f! masturbation, fingering, clit stimulation, oral / cunnilingus, slight nipple play, spitting (on ur pussy), finger sucking, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut
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geto was a sweet roommate.
heā€™s always topping up on supplies when you needed things, pushing away your hand whenever you wanted to pay. where he got all his money, you werenā€™t even sure. geto cleaned the house, he cooked dinner, hell, it was like you two were married at this point. even gojo had asked if he would get together with someone who wasnā€™t you (and of course, in classic gojo way, he was skilled in asking it in a roundabout way), getoā€™s firm and abrupt ā€œnoā€ was enough to make gojo grin from ear to ear.
even he wasnā€™t sure when it all started ā€” you were always friends with the three of them, gojo and shoko and himself, participating in their antics and getting in trouble in high school. there was hardly any dull times between the four, looking at you through the lens of a friend. but when those lens started to turn blurry and black, seeing you in a new light of tighter outfits and a sweet smile that looked like it contained something hidden, suguru genuinely hoped it would all go away.
itā€™s not like he thought he was unattractive, but you wouldnā€™t go for a guy like him, someone hidden behind gojoā€™s bright personality or shokoā€™s satirical, cool demeanour. he was oh so oblivious, however, turning an unintentional blind eye when youā€™re hanging with gojo for the day but only because you wanted to know what birthday present would be best for him, or having a movie night with shoko only to disregard cher horowitz on the television just to ask if geto would like your new nails and hair.
the two of you were so dense when either of you were hanging with them, going on for so long even after taking a gap year for shokoā€™s overseas med school attachment. they assumed the two of you wouldā€™ve done something then, but it was stagnant, dry, that gojo almost wants to take matters into his own hands; so when youā€™re begging geto if you could room with him, since he lived near the university you were all attending together,
ā€œsuguru, pleaseeā€” i wouldnā€™t wanna travel for hours on end just for like a two hour lecture.ā€
shoko smiles, gojo laughs, slinging an arm around you, ā€œhelp your poor friend out, suguru.ā€
gojo torments him to no end. he doesnā€™t regret it one bit when your arms are thrown around his neck in a bear hug in thanks, feeling himself get hard just from the way your breasts press against his chest.
ā€œyeah,ā€ itā€™s said breathily, softly, ā€œitā€™s no problem.ā€
suguru thanked god you hadnā€™t wanted to move in that very same day, cause all that could be heard throughout the small apartment was him pumping his cock to a polaroid picture of you, calling out your name softly as he came all over the photo of your bright smile. he didnā€™t need the fan that night, the guilt was enough to burn him alive. and after, he acted like nothing happened, except the many, many times heā€™d think of taking you on every surface of the house, suffering silently for an entire year as the two of you fell into routine day by day.
today might change, however, when geto hangs the last piece of clothing, something that was hardly a difficult task, but it proved to be the hardest thing to date when heā€™d spot the bras and underwear lying at the bottom of the basket each time he prepared to do laundry. geto wills himself to wash, hang it, and get out but he cannot tear his eyes away from the unmistakable dark spot at the centre of your panties before itā€™s thrown in, taunting him to just pick it up to breathe in your scent, to do something to defile it, to let his desires take over. but he wasnā€™t gojo, no, heā€™d wait all the time in the world for the right time, even if it was at the expense of a throbbing cock and flushed cheeks.
ā€œ(y/n), ā€™m going to the store, you wantā€¦ā€ his voice trails off when the drawer before him shows only one clean shirt left, sighing when his favourite shirt has gone missing, again. he knows it simply by the missing tag on the top, cut off terribly by your hands on a drunk movie night. he was thankful you missed his skin by an inch, but he cherishes that shirt and night dearly. geto simply brushes off the mishap, grabbing a sweatshirt instead.
thereā€™s a rap on your door that quells all movement from your side, fabric clutched tightly between your fingers that it hurt just a little.
ā€œ(y/n)? love? you okay?ā€
ā€œyā€” yeah, iā€™m fine sugu. what did you say earlier?ā€
ā€œiā€™m going to the store. itā€™s grocery day so iā€™ll be there for a while ā€” need to stock the fridge up for the week. you want anything?ā€
geto wishes so desperately to see your face now, asking if you could go and holding a reusable bag by your side, but strangely you donā€™t even make a move to open the door.
ā€œno itā€™s fine, and okay! iā€™mā€” uh, busy with something,ā€ you look towards the door and back to the article of clothing in your hand, ā€œso iā€™m sorry i canā€™t help today.ā€
getoā€™s disappointment is brief, but he recovers as soon as he hears your apology, in that sweet, honeyed voice you love to use on him, as oblivious as you were of its effect.
ā€œā€™s fine, see you later!ā€ thereā€™s a weird and panicky bout of feeling geto gets, but heā€™s satisfied with the hum you sound through the door. and once the door clicks behind him, youā€™re unlocking your own door softly, ensuring your surroundings are safe.
geto wasnā€™t the only one. between your fingers were his favourite shirt, straight from the dirty laundry of last weekā€™s load; itā€™s been a reoccuring thing these few weeks after realising you maybe want geto to fuck you silly. youā€™re sneaking around undetected with it, holding it to your nose, breathing in his natural musk. it was the one shirt you liked on him ā€” always put on when with you ā€” itā€™s like your secret little joke from that night. and it was so sinful, the way your breath hitches from just his scent, the way your panties pool with arousal.
what would it be like to actually wear it?
the thought crosses your mind and leaves just as fast, heart pounding in your chest when you realise youā€™ve never tried that before.
peeling off your top, you slip it on carefully, swallowing from how much larger he is than you. the sleeves extend past your elbows by a little, so much cloth on you that youā€™re a little lightheaded by the possibility of being getoā€™s, belonging to geto.
ā€œoh godā€¦ā€ you sigh, feeling your pussy throb at the thought, and your hands are shy when they creep in between your thighs. they rub at your clit gently, imagining geto was doing the work instead. heā€™d be so gentle with his hands, cupping your thighs, spreading your legs.
youā€™re whining when your fingers find your way into your cunt, nose filled with the scent of geto and head filling with the repeated runnings of his tongue on you, his cock in you, his whole person devoted to you. itā€™s cute how you donā€™t know thatā€™s already the case. your fingers are lacklustre as you pump them in and out while your other hand is busy with your clit and you look like a goddess: spread out on your bed in nothing but your roommateā€™s shirt, a soft, slow melody playing from your phone.
youā€™re so entranced by the sensations you donā€™t hear the front door opening and the rustle of the plastic bags (he forgot the reusable bags) containing your groceries, distracted by the phone call heā€™s having with gojo who teases him through the line. his best friend says stupid crap like sheā€™s definitely into you, too. what her panties smell like? have you guys fucked yet?
the last two was enough for geto to whisper a soft satoru!, clearly displeased with the way he was asking about you, about you both that he only rolls his eyes, muttering an annoyed ā€œiā€™m hanging up, you pervert. iā€™ll talk to you laterā€”ā€
setting down the bags, he frowns again upon seeing the closed door, although not as closed you thought you left it.
ā€œsuguruā€” f-fuck, right thereā€”ā€ geto chokes on his saliva at the moans coming from behind the door, careful not to step on the wrong floorboard below him as he lines up with your room door ā€” a terrifying feat rewarded by your needy whines begging for him. he can hear the wetness of his roommateā€™s cunt, and he wants to take a peak so bad; so he does just that and stiflies a groan at the sight.
your hair is splayed out all around you, pussy facing the entrance of the door just perfectly and his shirt draped over your body. it sends him into a frenzy, head reeling at seeing his shirt so oversized and so perfect over your body that he swears he cums a little at the display. your cute face scrunched up in pure pleasure, your toes curling around the bedsheets he changed for you.
oh, shit.
and geto panics when your head shoots up, eyes meeting his and your hands halting.
fuck, did i say that out loud?
youā€™re speechless although your reflexes cause you to close your legs immediately, scooting up the bed like youā€™ve just got cornered by a predator. it was similar ā€” geto with his big, brooding self, moving slowly into the room with both hands up and a dazed look behind his eyes, you, exposed in the eyes of a hungry man whoā€™s craved you for so many months. you like it.
ā€œyouā€™reā€” youā€™re wearing my shirt,ā€ geto gulps, causing you to let out a nervous laugh.
ā€œyeaā€” yeahā€¦ā€
geto thinks that maybe this is it. this was the moment heā€™s been holding back on for so long, and so he crosses that boundary into your space, stopping right at the footboard of the bed. you follow suit, going onto your hands and knees and crawling to him that he tilts his head back. everything you do drives him crazy.
suguruā€™s words is heavy, ā€œyou think youā€™re cute, hm? stealing my shirt and then moaning out my name and fingering your pussy like thatā€¦ā€
your breath shakes, ascending to your knees so youā€™d reach his height, but not quite. he tugs you closer to him.
ā€œyeah.ā€ itā€™s so quiet he almost doesnā€™t hear it, ā€œbeen wanting you for a long time.ā€
your roommate hums, lips hovering over yours just by an inch. youā€™d probably pass out if not for your racing heart and pulsating core.
ā€œyeah?ā€
youā€™re finished with words, resorting only to a shy nod before geto crashes his lips onto yours, wrapping the other arm around you as yours go around his neck. itā€™s messy, filled with drool, devouring you on the spot for teasing him for so long, mouths moving in sync with each other. thereā€™s a soft moan that escapes your mouth when you feel him manhandle you with ease, picking you off the bed to set you down on your back gently.
ā€œcā€™mon, letā€™s see the mess you made,ā€ you mewl at the words but your legs are stubborn, still in disbelief at the way suguru treats you, but you let him pry your legs apart after some gentle praises. you stifle a smile when you see how geto exhales at how beautiful your pussy is, leaking from your hole while your puffy clit is begging to be touched.
ā€œoh, sheā€™s so fuckinā€™ prettyā€¦ā€ your roommate mumbles, intoxicated on your scent as he bends down, giving your cunt one last loving look before he looks to you with a small grin. itā€™s clear he cannot wait, but he pauses for the words he wants to hear.
ā€œwanā€™ you to eat me out, sugu,ā€ youā€™re mumbling and suguru thinks itā€™s so cute, only responding by giving you a peck on your inner thigh, a soft yeah? before he goes down on you.
getoā€™s tongue on you is slow and cautious, drawing languid circles around your clit as he plays with your thighs, moaning softly into your core.
ā€œsā€™damn sweet,ā€ you can feel the stretch of a smile before he resumes, drawing you in slowly with each lick, each suck. geto doesnā€™t let your arousal go to waste, using a finger to scoop up your juices before he rubs the area around your hole and then the first push into your pussy makes you let out a loud, wanton moan.
ā€œohā€” your fingers, sugu, theyā€™reā€”ā€ theyā€™re so much thicker and longer, everything that you couldnā€™t feel before now feels too much and yet your cunt gives him his answer by clenching around his longer finger.
ā€œbetter than yours?ā€ he asks with a lopsided smile.
you huff in indignance ā€” not your fault you had shorter fingers, ā€œyeah.ā€
ā€œiā€™ll make full use of ā€™em, baby,ā€ geto gasps softly when he pushes his finger right to the hilt, obsessed with the way your hand closes around his wrist. ā€œtoo much?ā€
you shake your head, ā€œn-no, justā€” feels too good.ā€
your roommate laughs softly, ā€œprincess is just too sensitive.ā€
heā€™s tempted to chuckle again when he sees how the pet names affect you, but soon heā€™s adding a second finger and pushes in, moving at a slow speed. and then when he adds his mouth into the mix, youā€™re begging for him to hurry; his eyes flutter close, getting lost in everything that you dish out.
getoā€™s pace is routine like his life, but itā€™s not any less pleasurable as he curls his fingers upwards, stretching you out and hitting your spot repeatedly. he continually flicks his tongue and sucks and slurps, tasting your essence once and needing a second, third, fourth, umpteenth taste, bringing out the most delicious moans to fall from your lips. itā€™s like hearing aphrodite sing, and yet you cross her by miles both in beauty and voice. surely, he shouldnā€™t mention that out loud, but eros canā€™t possibly help the arrow puncturing his heart, and looking at his psyche now, he thinks you look absolutely flawless.
ā€œf-feel so good, mmhā€” so deep, suguruā€”!ā€ his eyes snap open to look at you with hooded lids, sending you a cheeky wink before he starts to suck on your bundle of nerves, keeping his mouth latched around it as his fingers speed up. the noises of your cunt sucking him in paired with your whines just sound so good, and the scent of his shirt is dizzying, pulling it higher and higher till it pools around your chest. you watch as geto pulls away for a second, gathering saliva in his throat before he spits on your pussy, and the action is so lewd your jaw drops and your hips start to hump against him.Ā 
ā€œya like that? filthy girl,ā€ geto smiles, rubbing his thumb into your clit and thereā€™s that distinctive build-up in your stomach, coiling and burning until lays his tongue flat onto your cunt, pressing it deep along with the fingers that curl up in your pussy.
ā€œsuā€”ā€ you donā€™t even have time to tell him, cumming all over his fingers and soaking the sheets, flustered at the in-awe look geto has on his face at how the shirt had ridden up, at how your hands cup your tits and play with your nipples, at how your cunt gushes so sweetly for him. he continues to pump his fingers to let you ride out your orgasm, relishing in the whine you let out when he removes his fingers.
ā€œpatience, sweetheart,ā€ geto moves up to reach you, fingers waiting inches away from your lips. youā€™re taking his fingers into your mouth, keeping eye contact as you wrap your tongue around them and sucking your cum off of him, swearing lowly when you grab his wrist and shove them deeper. ā€œbut then again, weā€™ve been dancing around each other for too long, now.ā€
you smile at his allusion to the many times that the what-ifs couldā€™ve come true, and yet now youā€™re tangled up like this in his shirt.
once getoā€™s underwear comes off, youā€™re gaping at the cock that he pumps, clearly looking intimidating enough that geto has a hand to your knee and kisses it gently. ā€œweā€™ll make it fit, alright?ā€
you nod a little timidly, taking his hand off and twining your fingers, ā€œyeah, i trust you to take care of me.ā€ you make a quick move to remove his shirt but he stops you, saying something embarrassing about wanting to see how cute and small you look in his shirt. youā€™re scoffing and pushing at him later, youā€™re just too tall.
he takes care of you perfectly fine ā€” when geto fully sheathes himself in you, he can only focus on your gummy walls that wrap around him fully, his eyes are rolling to the back of his head and youā€™re grasping at his hands that grab your hips so hard. your roommate fucks you so well, your body limp and your pussy begging to milk him dry that it spills out so much ā€” geto groans into your neck with reddened cheeks at that later.
youā€™re receiving a noise warning the very next day, alongside a QR code that takes you to a link for soundproof foam, and all you can do is laugh at each other. like routine, geto is already gathering the ingredients for an apology cake, beside him right in that little kitchen in another shirt of his that starts to smell more and more like youā€”
as his roommate and maybe now, something more.
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part two ā™”
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kidovna Ā· 4 months ago
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ddejavvu Ā· 9 months ago
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Hii hope youā€™re doing well, I was wondering if I could request a criminal minds blurb where reader is Penelopeā€™s best friend and theyā€™ve met for lunch in a cafe near Quantico, and reader is telling Penny about this new guy she hooked up with a few nights ago, reader tells Penny how big the guy was and then a few minutes later Spencer walks in and reader is like ā€œP omg thatā€™s the guy!!ā€ And gestures towards Spencer whoā€™s the only person ordering at the counter? I just feel like Penny would be equal parts both shocked and horrified that her sweet innocent boy Spence has a sex life but also that heā€™s HUNG?? I literally love you and all your Spencer works and I feel like youā€™d write this perfectly šŸ«¶šŸ«¶
this post is 18+, minors dni.
Penelope is absolutely enraptured by the play-by-play you're murmuring to her over the low din of the cafe's patronage. The whirring and grinding of the machines behind the counter only further aid in your attempt to keep your conversation private, and you can smell sweet strawberries on the bubbly blonde when you lean in to give her details.
"And he reached for his fly- ooh, Penny, the way his arms looked," You gush, remembering the thick veins that had corded his bone while he'd wrestled with his belt, "He whipped his belt out of the way, and- stop!" You urge her when she wriggles her brows at you, "He took his pants off, Penny, and I swear to god I've seen thighs thinner than that dick."
Her resulting squeal is much less hushed than you'd managed to keep the rest of your conversation, and you swat at the arm that's not holding her coffee. She gets the message but resorts to stamping her feet beneath the table instead, a repeated clicking that blends in much better with the mechanical whirring of the baristas' handiwork.
"He was so thick, and Jesus- Penny, he was long, too, just big all around," You recall, insides throbbing with a phantom ache at the memory of what you'd taken last night, "I swear he had me seeing stars," You sigh, glancing down at the pale pink ring of lip gloss around the mouth of your cup, "I'd beg him to come over again tonight, but I think I need a week to recover."
"A week," She breathes dreamily, "I could barely feel the last guy I had."
"Oh, I could feel him," You laugh, "It's like I still can, I'm pretty sure he bruised- oh fuck!"
"What?" Penelope's brow dips instantly, concern etched into her pretty features, "What's wrong?"
"It's him," You grip her hand, nails digging into her skin, "It's the guy from last night!"
"Big dick dude?" She asks, and your frantic nod confirms her theory.
She tries to be subtle, bless her, when she turns to see him, but when the only person that she sees standing in line for a drink is her coworker, her brain chugs along slower than normal.
Where's big dick dude?
Oh, Spencer's here!
I don't see big dick dude.
Spencer is-
You're not sure even the most talented actor could ever recreate the sheer horror swimming in her gaze when she turns to face you again. Her eyes are blown wide and her mouth, lined in a pretty fuchsia paste, is downturned in a grimace.
"Please tell me you're not talking about the skinny mess in the sweater vest."
"That's exactly who I'm talking about!" You gush, trying to avoid his gaze lest he thinks you're trying to follow him around, "Penny, isn't he dreamy?"
"That's- oh my god," She recalls your descriptions, thicker than thighs, longer than you've ever seen, "I have to resign."
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beforeimdeceased Ā· 7 months ago
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ellie hitting it from the back and you're just completely in subspace, taking everything's she's giving you completely blissed out and brainless:))
nsfw! ā€” Ė—Ė‹ ą­Øą­§ ĖŠĖ— ā€”
omg the way sheā€™d be fucking you so good youā€™d only be able to see stars. youā€™ll actually be drooling and brain dead like a cock drunk dummy lmao. her hand on the back of your neck keeping you steady while she hits your weak spot over and over and over again. youā€™ve forgotten what itā€™s like to not have her stuffing your walls. other hand gripping the plump flesh of your ass so hard youā€™re sure that itā€™ll leave a bruise. the kind you look at in the mirror that sends memories rushing to your stomach.
speaking of stomachs, sheā€™s fucking you so deep youā€™re positive sheā€™s blending your guts. turning you into a pleasure smoothie. and you feel like fucking jello because itā€™s all too much. youā€™re so gone you canā€™t even hear her talking to you. ā€œyouā€™re taking me so well. you can barely respond. fuck, can you hear that? youā€™re so fucking wet for me.ā€
and then she slows down. slow, hard thrusts. one after the next making you grip the sheets and stuff your face into the mattress. all whileā€™s sheā€™s got the stupidest smirk on her face. (probably thinking about how next time sheā€™s gonna fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself become her cock slut.)
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tacticalprincess Ā· 7 months ago
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tummy bulge with konig... the way he'd tease you about it :(
-šŸˆ
heā€™s so mean and smug about it. pressing down on the indent of his thick cock with a large, warm palm, his smile cocky and mocking because he knows his dick is so big you can feel it in your stomach, and the pressure on your little womb is so overwhelming for you. tears are already crystallizing in the corner of your eyes, the breath knocked out of your lungs from how fucking deep he is. and heā€™s relatively unbothered apart from the way heā€™s engrossed in the sight. ā€œlook at that, maus. feel me right here, ja?ā€
heā€™ll patronizingly shush your whines and attempts at forming words, bringing your shaky hand down to hold over the bulge when you try to grasp his arm for purchase. slow grinds to make sure you feel him turn into rough thrusts that send the headboard knocking loudly against the wall and your body up the mattress. you fit his cock like a glove, he might as well be considered another organ.
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cute-sucker Ā· 6 months ago
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note: hands and rafe?? fluff!! this came to mind. i wanna talk about it so bad so y'all are forced to listen to my rambling idc. (might do a nsfw one if y'all want it...i'm sorry)
extra note; this is dedicated to my first anon; the beloved šŸŖ anon <3
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when rafe's hands are on your waist, dragging you close it means he's possesivally telling everyone who you belong to, and especially when his hand drags down to that small base of your back that you love so much, feeling yourself flush
when rafe hands reach for your, needing that small way to be close to you, you know to move closer to him, knowing that he needed you and that you needed to be there for him.
when rafe hands hold your hand, a calloused large hand weaved with your tiny one you can almost feel the shyness in the gesture, the vulnerability he's offering you, that softness that you could only get from him
when rafe's hands wrap around your shoulder, he's drunk and laughing at stupid joke as you give him a cheesy smile. you only need a squeeze on the shoulder to know he's completly yours, as his eyes are that dazzling steel blue you know too well
when rafe's hands drums on your thigh, you look up to him looking concentrated on whatever he's doing. he needs to keep his hand there, not caring about the prying looking that the guys give him, or the viciously annoyed looks girls toss your way. he just needs to close to you
when rafe's hands brushes your hair away, a small graze on your forehead, or while braiding your hair, you know he's reminding something. there is something about hair that drag him back to his youth, you think, because he gets teary eyed almost.
when rafe's hand grab at your elbow you know he's pissed with his rough touch. your elbow is some place that he drag you to turn around. usually it means you will be taked to in a demeaning way, snark clear in his tone, yet that soothing touch on your elbow tells you another story
when rafe's hands fiddles with your fingers, you know he needs something to drag him back to reality, that soft distracted of touch of his makes you hide your smile; something that he'll snap, 'what,' when he notices you looking at him in that shy way
when rafe's hand cups your jaw, it could be two things. it means he needs to look at his eyes to ground himself and know that you're still here with your wide doe eyes, and a clear look on his face, or it means he wants to see the look on your face when he teases you, a clear flush spreading across your face as he drags your face up to kiss you
when rafe's hand lingers on your wrist, it means he's checking your heartbeat to make sure nothing has scared you. sometimes you jump up, and his hand quickly travels to that delicate part of your body to check your heartbeat. you always find yourself feeling so grateful that he cares about you so much
when rafe's hands reach to wrap around your stomach, where he tucks his head in that hollow of your shoulder, you know that you need to ease him. you need to take care of him if it's by giving him something like a sweet kiss, or whispering a promise that will make him happier
when rafe's hands feel for you at night, a urgency in his touch hoping that he won't make contact with a cold bedsheet, and instead he'll make contact with your warm body which is twisted along his own as if the two of you were melded into one and another
when rafe's hands stretch the waistband of your sweatpants, you can't help but laugh, at how silly he is, how touchy he is. but he's like how poets say, the other half of your soul, and you let him do his silly acts
when rafe's hand grazes your eyes, you know you'll find him leaning over to kiss both of your fluttering eyes, a calm soft touch that will make you sigh. he knows sometimes you need it to calm down, that gentle touch that'll make you feel safe.
when rafe's hands stay reached to your side, you feel more loved than you ever have.
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unluckiestmember Ā· 5 months ago
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can I request headcanons of x-men 97 team x reader who is an absolute sweatheart and is just the cutest thing to exist.
Coming right up!
X-Men '97 X Sweetheart! Reader
Characters: Nathan Summers/Cable, Scott Summers/Cyclops, Remy LeBeau/Gambit, Jean Gray, Jubilee, Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto, Morph, Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler, Rogue and Logan/Wolverine.
Warning: Mild Cursing, but overall SFW.
A/N: Can I please get someone to remind me to actually post when I'm supposed to? Anyone? XD
Cable
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ā€œTime to get to work, keep up!ā€¦ You want me to carry you? Heh, say less.ā€
Oh Nathan, Nathan, Nathan. He tries his best to be as tough and straight to business like his old man. Always a man to try and change the future and fight for the people with a straight face. But as soon as youā€™re around him, your sunshine energy radiates onto him. You make the freedom fighter have a need to impress you on the field when heā€™s not showering you in love outside of missions.
What really drew you to him was just how careful you were with his body. How you complimented his eye and stroked his robotic arm with so much care. It has made him really adore the end of the days where particular expeditions took a lot of energy out of you two, resulting in cuddles and sweet nothings. He never understood the whole concept of loving someone like his dad loved his mom, but after meeting you, he finally understood what they had was sacred. What you two had was sacred. Nathan has lost a lot in his life, but heā€™ll be damned if he loses you.
Cyclops
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ā€œAre you alright?! Youā€™re not hurt, are you? Iā€™m not overexaggerating- Iā€™m worrying the right amount!ā€
Scott can be a pain in the neck during missions. Heā€™s always one to bark out orders and keep a level head on missions as the leader of the X-Men. And if thereā€™s one order thatā€™s always on the top of his list, itā€™s making sure you are safe. Heā€™s by all means not an overprotective or possessive lover, but he makes it a daily part of his life to always check on his beloved. Whenever you are just being yourself, you can find him staring at you, taking in your cute energy and reciprocating it with his own cute antics like kissing your cheek or giving you gifts when you least expect it.
Are the team a bit jealous of you having Scottā€™s favoritism? A bit. But hey, theyā€™d rather someone like you have the best of Scott than the worst. Even if that also includes his defensive nature of you along with his jealous antics. He means well. You know it, sometimes you just have to remind him. Whether it be with a simple talk or a passionate kiss. Face it, you keep the leader of the X-Men grounded.
Gambit
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ā€œAh, just the person I was looking for. Is it just me or are you getting more breathtaking every day, mon cher?"
When it comes to you, Remy is bound to flirt twenty four seven just to see that nice shade of pink color on your cute little cheeks. And if he cant succeed in that, heā€™s bound to have you smitten with his physical hold of your waist or his sincere compliments. Heā€™s quite a charmer, anyone knows that, but with you, he adds another flare to himself; A sweet lover.
Gambit will always make it abundantly clear that you are the cutest person heā€™s ever met and how he can wager the perfect future with you by his side. Expect this man to shower you with surprise trips away from the mansion, a fresh breakfast almost everyday and a little card show if you are ever upset, because if thereā€™s one thing he hates more than anything, itā€™s you being upset. You are the only one that can make Gambit so emotional because he just loves you so so much. And if you ever forget, he doesnā€™t mind reminding his raison de vivre.ā€
Jean Gray
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ā€œI wish you could see what was in my mindā€¦ Maybe then youā€™d realize how much you mean to me, my love.ā€
When it comes to Jean, youā€™ve basically hit the jackpot on one of the most open and loving girlfriends you could ever ask for. You arenā€™t just a sweetheart, you are her sweetheart. She always touches you like a porcelain doll, staring into your eyes with so much affection of her own and giggling whenever you hug or hold her, prompting her to hold you or hug you back just as tightly. On missions, she is in the zone, but as soon as they are over, sheā€™s heading straight to you to check if you are injured. And if youā€™re not? Expect this woman to shower you in so many compliments and love that you might just drown from the cuteness.
Jean isnā€™t just your protector, but also your best friend, always free to try anything you want to try and do what you want to do.Dare she say, you might be the love of her life. Screw being lovers, she wants to be a married couple. But as much as that gets her excited, sheā€™ll take her time for you, because she knows whether it takes her whole life or a single day, she doesnā€™t mind waiting for the fateful day.
Jubilee
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ā€œThat was awesome! Did you see me out there- Did you?! Let me let you in on a secret; That last one was for you~!ā€
Because of how young she is and her lack of a love life, Jubilee is still pretty new to the whole dating and falling in love thing. But when she met you, she knew she was bound to fall in love with someone so positive and full of life. An embodiment of a firework if she said so herself. She always drags you around town with her to hangout at arcades or spend time in the mall grabbing lunch and doing cute couple things.
She cares about you enough to ask other X-Men members advice on how to treat you or show you how much you mean to her. It honestly impresses and shocks the team how this troublemaker tries her best to make you feel like the luckiest person in the world dating her. If sheā€™s not showing her love for you through domestic activities, then look outside your window at night. You are bound to find Jubilee sending you love with her fireworks bound to make you giggle and smile. Which is always delightful because when you are filled with so much happiness, so is she.
Magneto
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ā€œWhat we have is stronger than any magnetic pull Iā€™m capable of. Itā€™s terrifying. But also magnificent.ā€
If you ever wanted to be treated like royalty, Magneto is the man for you. Erik treats you like you are a precious flower that could be destroyed by the mutant hating world around you. Because of this, he is so careful with you, yet not overbearing. If you want to hang out outside or simply hang out with him, he doesnā€™t mind as long as no one looks at you the wrong way or touches you with ill intent. Because if they do?ā€¦ Letā€™s just say Magneto can do a lot with his powers.
When heā€™s not making sure youā€™re safe, he is awestruck at your innocence and your positive outlook on life. At first, he actually found your vision of the world to be immature, untrue and above all stupid. But the more heā€™s spent time with you, youā€™ve seem to have melted his cold heart a bit. Does he still think humanity is the scum of the Earth and nothing can change? Yes. But with you by his side, showing him what love, understanding and acceptance can be, maybe, just maybe, he can see where youā€™re coming from.
Morph
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ā€œWhy the long face, babe? I can do a mean Magneto impression thatā€™s sure to make you smileā€¦ Haha! Thereā€™s my love!ā€
Around people, Morph treats you almost like one of the guys, in a figurative sense. They don't treat you any differently from the rest of his friends and family within the team. But behind closed doors or when you two are alone, all bets are off. They are melting at your sweet nature and so quick to try to make you laugh, smile or get physical with them. Man, do they love when you get physical with him- They adore it!
But what they really loves is how caring and protecting of them you are. They've told you about their past, their run in with Mister Sinister and their time away from the team. And no matter how many nightmares or moments of body dysmorphia he experiences, they love how you are always there to pick up their loose pieces and put them back together with your gentle touch and gentler words. Because of this, they're always there to return the favor and comfort you as well when you are at your lowest. You are their best friend sorry Logan and their beloved and they wouldnā€™t want it any other way.
Nightcrawler
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ā€œLiebe meines Lebens. You never cease to take my breath away.ā€
Kurt is a pretty romantic person, especially when it comes to you. He showers you endlessly in love, rubbing his nose against yours, showering your face in kisses and becoming putty when you hold him, even if itā€™s just by his arm! He cherishes moments where the both of you hang out, especially by gardens where he makes cute flower crowns with you. Though just any moments with you are the highlight of his day. On missions, you two synergize perfectly well with the blue mutant complimenting you on your moves and takedowns of foes.
Kurt is an expert at physical touch for a love language, but heā€™s just as amazing with his words, especially with the nicknames heā€™s given you. Heā€™ll make sure everyone knows that you are his Schatz, Herz, bessere HƤlfte, and of course, Liebe meines Lebens. To you, heā€™s a lot like a little puppy; Full of energy and always waiting for your attention and affection given to him. The team thinks you two are cute even if they find it a bit annoying that Nightcrawler is always teleporting you two all over the place. Itā€™s not too bad though since the sound of your mixing laughter is enough to make everyoneā€™s hearts soar happily.
Rouge
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ā€œHey, Sugar! I missed you so much today! Now come here, I at least want a hug!ā€
Rogue is super careful of you. You are just too precious to her and she doesnā€™t want to hurt or break you with her powers. So she makes sure you both have ways of showing one another how much you love each other, especially herself. Outside of soft hugs, she tries her best to give you a hand covered kiss. Though she can be super cheesy and exchange indirect kisses with rocks, feed you while chuckling at how adorably you stare at her like she hung the stars above. Sheā€™ll even have you both set up for dinner plans and fly you around in the sky if you ever want to destress from work as a X-Man.
You both have a cute relationship, even if there are moments where Rogue wonders if she deserves you or if she will ever be enough for you due to her destructive powers and the possibility she will never be able to touch you. These revelations have led to emotional nights, but the promise you make to touch her and make her the happiest woman in the world always makes Rogue realize that she is beyond lucky to have you. You make her want to find a way to touch you no matter what. And mark her words, she will.
Wolverine
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ā€œWoah, little pup. I was just gone for a few hours, you act like I went to war or something! Aw, screw it, come here.ā€
Logan has fallen in love with many men and women during his years of living. But damn has he never met anyone quite like you! When he met you, he thought your whole sweetheart shtick was fake, no offense. He thought it was some trick used to get people to lower their guards around you so you can get the upper hand on them. But when he found out you really were the sweet soul everyone hyped you up to be, he slowly but surely fell for you. He fell for how you spoke to him with such understanding and patience. The way you touched him was with the utmost care when you took care of him and helped him clean blood from your adventures with him that got out of hand.
Logan fights for many people, but for you he will kill anyone that hurts you or makes you cry. Your smile lights up his whole life, your laugh pushes him to be stronger to preserve it and your touch makes him feel alive in a world that always knocks him down. If itā€™s not the X-Men, Wolverine usually fights for himself and only himself. But now that he has you to lose, he fights for the both of you and a future where you both can live a peaceful life youā€™re both proud of.
If you got any requests for X-Men '97, Blue Eye Samurai, and or Arcane, send them my way!
Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, stay hydrated and have a good day! <3
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machveil Ā· 30 days ago
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Just pulling Simon belt to rile him up
activated my neurons, anonā€” my brain is screaming
Come a Little Closer
spontaneous Simon ā€œGhostā€ Riley fic because oughā€” anon dropped a nuclear bomb on my brain and it exploded. Simon Riley didnā€™t know he had a thing for being lightly manhandledā€¦ he does now
CW: fem!reader, light manhandling (Simon receiving), Munch!Simon
Simon Riley is tall, heā€™s 6ā€™2ā€/~188cm. heā€™s used to bending down to kiss you, coming to you for affection. heā€™ll take a couple strides over to you before pressing his lips to your forehead, leaning down to peck your cheek. sweet, little moments where he scoops you up to get his fill
Simon Riley loves when you smile up at him, coming to him for affection. when you wrap your arms around his waist, soft laughter pulled from you when he cups your cheeks and peppers your face with small kisses, ā€œThis what you wanted, lovie? Needed your Simon?ā€. it makes his ego soar knowing heā€™s the one you want, heā€™s the one that gets to pull you in and love on you
Simon Riley, who didnā€™t see it coming, flusters when you slip your thumbs around his belt loops, pulling him to you. it was a small, gentle pull, enough to have his hips tugged forward. he doesnā€™t expect the warmth spreading to his cheeks, the way his breath hitches - heā€™s a little awestruck as you lean up to kiss him. heā€™s felt flustered around you before, but this? his knees go a little weak as he kisses you back, shaky hands moving to rest on your hips
heā€™s been thrown around and manhandled during training, body pushed around and moved out of his control, but when you do it? itā€™s so gentle, caring as you pull him closer. it makes his heart squeeze, head spinning as you grin against his lips. when you move to pull back he cups your cheeks, calloused hands holding you like glass as he chases your lips, ā€œā€˜Nother, give me another, love.ā€, he murmurs
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Simon goes a couple days just thinking, replaying that kiss over in his head - you tugging on his belt loops. he stops wearing belts around the house, hoping youā€™ll come up to him and do it again, pull him whenever you want. he isnā€™t used to feeling like this, a strange warmth in his chest blooming at the memory
vulnerable, he trusts that youā€™ll treat him as carefully as he treats you. and as he rolls that memory around in his mind, his own hands settling on his hips, thumbs idly resting in his belt loops, he comes to a conclusion. heā€™s checking every room for you, stalking through your home with quiet footsteps. and when he spots you? he slowly comes up behind you, suddenly wrapping his arms around your waist, ā€œLovie.ā€, he croons, ā€œWanna try somethinā€™.ā€
he leads you to the bedroom, hand softly gripping yours as he gestures for you to sit on the bed. and he speaks so tenderly to you, hands parting your legs as he kneels on the floor. his request is soft spoken, a contrast to his gravely voice
ā€œYouā€” you want me to what?ā€, you ask, his request catching you off guard. he rests his chin on your thigh, hands kneading at your calves as he hums, ā€œUse me, love.ā€. it has your cheeks feeling warm when he presses a kiss to your stomach, smiling against your shirt, ā€œPlease? Jusā€™ gotta tell me what to do, yeah?ā€
nothings even happened yet and heā€™s already hard, strained against his boxers and jeans. heā€™d be lying if he denied just the thought of you guiding him didnā€™t make his gut swirl with need. your reserved, tough Simon at your feet, looking up at you like youā€™ve hung the stars - he shifts to kiss a little lower, at the edge of your pants before he speaks again, ā€œAnything you want, love, Iā€™ll do it.ā€
and whoā€™s he to deny you when your hand slowly rests on top of his head, careful as you lightly grip his hair. he coos sweet praise as you hesitantly guide him down, his hands moving to undo your pants. you push up slightly, hips off the bed so he can shift your pants down. heā€™s making sure youā€™re comfortable and content before kissing your thighs. he nearly chuckles when you guide him back between your legs
maybe heā€™s just being a tease, but when you ask him to lick he does just that - not moving your underwear out of the way. before you can complain heā€™s already lapping at you through the thin fabric, ā€œSā€™good, loveā€” this what you wanted?ā€. the friction is wonderful, has you absentmindedly tugging at his hair - pulling soft moans from Simon. he does want to tug your underwear off, maybe buy you a new pair and rip these ones, but he can wait
it gets to him though, and you canā€™t blame him, of course not. your Simon can be needy, not that heā€™d admit that, and he canā€™t help himself when he brings a rough hand down to your ankle. he gently moves your leg a little closer to him and straddles it, rocking his hips against your shin
eyes fluttering shut, he groans when you grind against his mouth - a moment passing before you ask him to actually eat you out. hips stuttering against your leg as he pulls back, his lips are already slick with his drool. ā€œYes, maā€™am.ā€, gruff voice low as he tugs them to the side, a quick kiss pressed to your clit before heā€™s lapping at you again
a perfect night for Simon, your hand guiding him around where you need him most - from his mouth sucking on your clit, to your hand wrapped around his wrist, fingers pumping in and out of you. heā€™s letting you use him just as he had requested, anything for his lovie, hips pounding against yours
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k2ntoss Ā· 5 months ago
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doing a part of the request my fave jason simp, šŸ¦Š anon, made some time ago AND THAT I FEEL BAD FOR REPLYING UNTIL NOW
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so writer's block who? i just needed a sex and the city episode to pull out this so here we fucking GO
it's been quite a while since sleeping on jason's place is a regular thing, not only sleeping but spending time there on his free time watching him cook or just sit together to read a book. it's by far the best feeling ever because even if he isn't fucking you into oblivion during the night being by his side feels just right.
despite everything being so perfect and nice there are some boundaries he isn't letting you cross yet and the reason? explained properly and understood by you, he was trying to make sure you'd be safe without anyone finding a way to get to you and hurt you wanting to hurt him with it. that meant not leaving personal stuff on his place, it was risky to let you spend so much time around but he couldn't resist it, jason loved being able to have his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he read on the couch, leaning in every now and then to kiss your cheek.
the room was still dark, it was early when you had started to wake up from your slumber to squirm under jason's arm that was holding you tight against his chest as he nuzzled his face against your back, the feeling of you wanting to escape his grip makes him drag you more into his embrace and a soft grunt leaves his throat when he finds himself unable to bury his face into your hair "where are you going, ma?" he asks, still more asleep than anything as jason still has his eyes closed.
"i need to get ready, love" the reply reaches him and even with that information jason refuses to let go of off you, his arms now wrapped around your hips as you try to get out of his bed, dragging with you the sheets for a whole second before you almost fall from the bed "jay, i really, really need to leave the bed..."
"but it's still dark, you can't leave yet... i want to sleep a little more and i want you here with me" the smile that reply steals goes missing for him, poor guy is still almost fully asleep but he clings onto you for dear life even knowing you probably have something to do during the day before he's able to hold you again "just one more hour. then you're free to go, angel"
"i need that hour to get ready, jaybird" you chuckle, shifting a little under his arm as you try to push it away from you and when you finally escape the death grip jason has on your body the lazy walk to the bathroom is filled with the guilt of leaving him all alone to get ready for something that wouldn't be as nice and warm as your lover's embrace. picking up your clothes and stuff to get ready you rethink and the final choice is clear as water, that much you don't even realize when you started to lift the comfy sheet to push jason a bit "you win... i'll stay here"
the fact that jason isn't fully awake makes his pretty smile even prettier because he scoots a little with his arms ready to hold you again and once you lay back on his bed he leans in to kiss your lips and almost as if sleepiness was contagious you found yourself kissing him back and ready to drift back into your dreams where just like in the waking, you'd stay into jason's arms. hiding your face against his neck, arms wrapped around his torso and one leg drapped over his hips it's nice and warm to feel his big hand caressing your thigh softly as his lips kiss tenderly your neck making you smile widely.
there's a sweet sense of intimacy on his touch and even if the tiredness washes over both of you, jason's hands are now holding your hips to press you against his body and between soft and tender kisses, his hands and yours start to pull off the little amount of clothes you used to sleep. his practiced hands run sweetly over your skin, undoing the clasp of your bra and taking it off while your hands pull up his shirt, fingers gently caressing his scars as he kissed a trail across your jaw.
"you're just so pretty..." jason's gruffy voice makes you shiver and under the sheets his body is pressed flush against you, his hands holding your waist as he rolls his hips against yours as if testing waters and there's nothing that would make you leave his side. not now, not ever.
"i love you so much, red..." you mutter against his chin, letting out a breathless moan when he's able to push into you, his movement is anything but hard. he takes his sweet time to settle between your inner walls, letting out a soft groan accompanied by a content smile when you wrap your arms around his neck to snuggle against him.
"love you too, ma" he whispers against your temple, he has his eyes closed as he enjoys the warmth you provide and he knows that even in the dark place his life is you're everything he will ever need. with a soft sigh he starts moving, slow strokes as he holds onto your hips while muttering sweet nothings into your ear.
the whole room is filled with the tenderness of the moment, silent gasps and soft moans as he held you as if you could break if he got too rough. your lips peppering his jaw and cheeks in soft kisses as he rolls his hips into you making your breath hitch everytime he hits that sweet spot and the chill of the morning feels like something so strange because your morning is sweet and warm while jason is by your side.
time seems to go by slower, lips swollen from the kissing to drown the soft grunts and to delay everything a little more until you feel jason's slow strokes faltering before he spills himself inside you, drawing a soft moan from your lips as your own release washed over you making your body clench around his in a delicious grip. the room is now filled with nothing besides the soft pants of your breathing, his hands caressing soothingly your waist as you nuzzled your face against his neck.
"can't you stay here today? i don't feel like letting go of my pretty princess" jason asks quietly, his voice is still a bit gruffy and he looks sleepy despite what you just did. it's impossible to leave him like this, shiny eyes and messy hair, looking happy finally because he had his little world into his arms.
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ivysangel Ā· 5 months ago
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everyone always talks about jason/dick having pictures of you but what about you having pictures of them?? if i could do it you best believe i'd have a million pictures of jason's tits on my phone!!
-partition anon
let me take this opportunity to share what kind of nudes i think jason would take bc i've got some ideas:
okay first off, low-hanging towel selfies taken from below. you know those really thotty pics men take with their v-line showing, happy trail peeking out, and abs on display? i think he takes those when he's fresh out the shower, and there are still water droplets on his skin, and he doesn't even have to flex because his abs are just that defined. not necessarily a nude, but definitely screams "slut me out"
jerk off vids but specifically him smearing his precum all over his cock. he's got a half boner, and he's stroking it real slow, rubbing his thumb over the tip to get his dick wet. he keeps them short and sweet, lets out one low, gravelly "fuck." and then ends the vid
nut videos, but these only happen when he's in a super rare mood, and you have to practically beg him to send them. but he likes to get his cum on the camera on the moment, and he always regrets it later, but it's definitely hot in the moment
he frequently sends boner in sweats nudes because it's what the people (me) want and also because they're simple and get the point across. he's horny, and there's a log in his pants that needs attention, preferably from you
you know when gym bros on tiktok grab their pecs and squeeze them, i think he does that. and it started as a joke at first, literally just something he'd send when he was working out or getting dressed and then he realized it turned you on, which turns him on, so it ended up being categorized in the same family as dick pics and cumshot vids
also lastly, compression shirt pics also taken from a low angle just for shits and giggles.
bonus: dick sticking out of tactical pants pic!!! hand gripping the base, drops of cum on the tip. and he just sends it and goes awol bc heā€™s on patrol with a boner and canā€™t think of you and getting work done at the same time šŸ™
edit: just realized you also mentioned dick iā€™ll just make a follow up post
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l3viat8an Ā· 6 months ago
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Fluff idea sitting in Luciferā€™s lap while he works. Not even really talking to each other just enjoying the moment.Ā 
Ahskhs fluffy Lucifer <3 rambling as always-
Honestly if Lucifer could heā€™d always have you sitting in his lap. Especially while he works at his seemingly, endless pile of paperwork.
Nothing calms him down more than knowing youā€™re safe in his arms.
Now it depends a little on if youā€™re sitting facing him or his desk-
If youā€™re facing him; wrap your arms around his neck or nuzzle your face into his neck and Lucifer will immediately relax into you. Heā€™s still working ofc! Heā€™s just not as stiff~
His fingers will run up and down your spine, when he pauses to think. Lucifer clams it helps him concentrate- but really he loves the way it makes you wiggle in his lap.
If youā€™re facing his desk; heā€™ll ask your opinion on little things once in awhile. Smiling at you proudly when you point out something he missed or just agree with him.
And itā€™s just super peacefulā€¦.sitting with Lucifer like this- The sound of his pen scratching away as he signs papers ā€˜n corrects others, soft classical music playing, (if youā€™re lucky youā€™ll even hear Lucifer humming along with his favorite part) and the faint scent of coffee, mixed with warm pine~
If youā€™re not careful you might just fall asleep in his lap <3 and then Lucifer will have a new homescreen for his DDD!!!
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nottsangel Ā· 5 months ago
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toxic theo headcannons? itā€™s a needšŸ˜©šŸ’‹
toxic bf!theodore nott hcs
pairing: toxic boyfriend!theodore nott x fem!reader
warnings: toxic and possessive behaviour, rough sex
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toxic!theo is clever, cunning and manipulative. heā€™s so sly with it that you barely notice his toxic behaviour
the type to say ā€œwear whatever you want bella, i can fightā€ and actually mean it
if he catches someone flirting with you, he acts unbothered in your presence but later beats the poor guy until heā€™s bleeding
heā€™d get down to his level, grab him by his collar, and look him straight in the eyes, warning him that if he sees him with you again, heā€™ll be in even more trouble
ā€œi donā€™t want to see you near my girl ever again, you got that?ā€
arguments with him are intense, and heā€™s too stubborn to ever admit when heā€™s wrong
if you attempt to leave him, he becomes very manipulative, insisting that you canā€™t live without himā€” convincing you that youā€™re nothing without him
ā€œamore, we both know you need me, hm? tell me, whoā€™s gonna take care of you when iā€™m gone?ā€
will deliberately start arguments because the sex is always better afterwards
if you try to talk it out with him after that, heā€™ll start kissing your neck and sliding his hand up your thigh, ready for round two
ā€œtheoā€¦ please, i just wanna talk about it.ā€ ā€œhm. later.ā€ ā€œbut-ā€œ ā€œi said, later.ā€
so much more rough during sex after a fight. will aggressively pull your hair, wrap his hand around your neck until you feel light-headed, and spank you until his hand leaves a red imprint on your skin
tends to be very cold after the sex, with little to no aftercare as he immediately reaches for a cigarette
has your location on his phone so he always knows where you are. you donā€™t even know about it though, as he installed a tracking app when you were showering
his demeanour can shift in an instant, leaving you confused and hurt
one moment heā€™s sweet and caring, and the other heā€™s cold and distant
but still, despite everything he puts you through, you canā€™t seem to leave him, because deep down you believe heā€™s rightā€” you canā€™t live without him by your side
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