#i just wanna kiss his forhead

[clinicallycryptic]

I'm soooo normal about this new season of Our Flag Means Death

I'm gnawing at the bars of my enclosure and screaming into the night

[phissa]

i need to make mariana a design in my brain but it is so difficult 💔 like how normal do i make her fuck him for wearing that stupid ass hero suit btw

[redcherrykook]

──𐙚 well rounded - big tits!reader x boobie obessed JK

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content: cockwarming, nipple play, tit play

note from cherry: sorry this is so short anonie who requested, i had no idea what to write ♡ ily!!

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Another skimpy outfit laying on your bed when you finally come home from work

Recently, your boyfriend has shown an increased interest in paying attention to your chest,

Buying you little tank tops in the thinest materials, see through lace bras in pastels,

Much like the one laying on your bed right now

Not that you mind, having felt insecure about your larger chest, it feels good to have your man treasure it

You smile while putting on the white lacy tank top, round, heavy breasts on full display, your hardened nipple already brushing against the fabric

Jungkook jumps to open the door to his office when he hears you knock,

"Hey angel" he greets, wrapping his strong arms around your waist,

"Hi baby" you greet back, savoring his lips in a sweet kiss,

He kisses back, "tired?" he asks, resting his forhead on yours

"Mhm.. this top is cute by the way"

His brown eyes flicker down to your breasts, covered in the thin material, he sucks in a breath, immediately moving his hands to cup your chest

"So fucking pretty" he groans, starting to toy with the fat spilling from beneath his fingers, squeezing it with greedy, firm hands

You moan lowly, tipping his head up slightly so he'd move his gaze to yours,

"Thank you kook" you say, smiling tiredly

He responds by giving you a soft kiss,

"Let's go to bed ma, you're so sleepy" his raspy whisper is enough to make you do whatever he wants, laying down comfortably in the soft sheets,

He wraps around you from the side, kissing sweetly up your neck to your ear, his lips softly grazing the skin, hands already moving up to caress your sides,

"let me spoil you pretty, just relax for me" he whispers, slipping his hands under the flimsy top, large palms taking in as much as he can, rounding them upwards

You hum, closing your eyes and relishing in the feeling of his touch, your own hands running down his back

"feels so nice kook.. but, i think i'm too tired for sex" you admit, almost falling asleep at the relaxing feeling of his hands making you feel good, thumbs now rolling over your stiff nipples, pressing on them, rolling them between his fingers

"Don't worry baby, don't feel pressured. Want me to stop?" he asks, halting his hands momentairly and kissing your cheek softly, his eyes shining with sincerity

You give him a lazy giggle, running your hand through his raven hair,

"Nooo feels so nice.. can you put it in please? Just wanna feel you a little longer"

he moans softly at your suggestion, immediately ridding himself of his pants and boxers, pulling your panties to the side and slipping his thick length into your needy heat,

He fills you up so good, resting comfortably inside of your warmth

"There you go ma, just close your eyes pretty, gonna make you relax" his voice is low and soothing, dancing along the skin of your chest, his lips moving over the material to lick at your nipples, lapping at them before lifting your top entirely

His hands cup your chest again, pushing then upwards and using his tongue to lick soft, slow strokes along your nipples

You're sighing, moaning quietly in pleasure and relaxation

He tugs on them gently, rolling it on his tongue and switching to the other side,

"thank you sweetheart" you tell him, stroking his cheek while he looks up from your chest, one breast still in his sweet mouth, lips wrapped around you

"mhmm 'course pretty.. your tits are so perfect, so pretty.. could suck them forever" he whispers, burrying his face in between your boobs, licking the slit while he presses both to his face,

You giggle when he comes back up, kissing his nose,

"You're so cute",

He smiles, nuzzling his nose to yours,

"Careful baby, you're the cute one" he shifts, his cock throbbing inside of you,

"nhhm.. lets sleep.. or i'll tire myself out" you yawn, he agrees, kissing your lips one last time before dirfting off to sleep,

Still holding on your boob with one hand

[pure-oddity]

Kyle as a boyfriend is reeeeaaall nice.

He's a recon guy, he does his research. First few dates he says enough to keep the conversation going but he's focused on listening, watching, observing.

He sees how you eat, how you talk, how you walk, fuck he's cataloging how you sit. And he's comprehending what you say, actively filing things away. All these little gold nuggets of info.

So that when date 3 or 4 comes around youre left stuttering and bashful as all hell because you've never had a guy put in so much fucking effort? Like:

You need him to be direct? "I'm looking for something long-term, marriage - preferably within 2 years but I can be flexible. Do you wanna talk about how you feel regarding children and see if we align?"

Want him to show that he thinks of you even ehen you arent around? "Hey I'm back, I know you like the pubs wings so I grabbed you a box, had to fight the boys off it."

Want him to pull his weight and be an active equal partner? "Hey I just finished grabbing the groceries, I grabbed stuff for a new recipe - did you want me to grab anything special on my way out?" Or "Hey hand me any cups you've got I'm about to do the dishes, let me finish that and I'll seperate my clothes so you can do the laundry."

He's just...so fucking capable and genuinely wants the relationship to work and be successful. He takes pride in keeping a happy home and an even happier significant other.

Yall have long talks about the distance and strain his job causes. Very good with check-ins to make sure you aren't feeling neglected and he's not feeling lonely or overly stressed.

Communication and observation KING.

And he's loving!! He's a forhead kisses, gotta be touching you at night, walks on the outside of the sidewalk kinda guy! He'll link pinkies while yall walk, randomly lean over to kiss you "cause I(he) wanted to" with the cutest little smile. Sets up photoshoots for holidays and special events so he can have pictures of the two of yall (sends his family Christmas cards of yall).

Pet names include: love, baby, sweetheart, doll

[sweetiecakesss]

Perversions | Inumaki Toge (18+)

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Synopsis: Just as you thought he was you're innocent friend, he accidentally dropped a bomb that would change everything. Turning him into someone full of lust and hunger for you.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇Tags: Inumaki, Modern! AU, Fingering, Over Stimulation, Manipulation, Pussy Eating, Perverted Inumaki, Pussyjob, Tit Sucking, Unprotected Sex (Wrap it before ya tap it!)

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇Note: I know I created a poll as to who to write for this trope but fucking hell! I wanna write Perverted Ijichi so bad! Nobody will read it but imma still write it soon cause gyat damn! That man is attractive and sexy in all the right places!

It was creepy…

That's what you thought everytime you would notice you lost a few undergarments whenever you were goong to wash your dirty laundry. What's more bothersome is how all the missing undergarments were…

Expensicve and…

Used. Unwashed.

Bothered by all of this, you brought it up to your childhood friend Inumaki. Inviting him over to your place, in the guise of wanting him to keep you company for the night due to the fear of actually having a stalker. "You don't understand, 'maki…It's creepy…" You let out as you voiced your concerns to him, urging him to listen to you attentively as he drank the can of beer you offered him.

"Did you change your locks?" He asked. Looking at him you nodded.

"I did! After that…the only people I would invite is you and the others and maybe a few one night stands from the bar…" You explained, sharp purple eyes looking back at you as he took a sip of his drink with his hands resting on the inside of the pockets of his jacket. Listening to your rants.

You're so fucking gullible. He thought.

Gullible was a softer word to what you were, more like downright stupid for not even noticing it was him who stole all your used underwear, Stupid of you to not notice how they would only dissapear whenever he came over but he can't blame you entirely…He was just lucky you would invite other people over right after him, clearing his tracks perfectly.

As he continued to listen to you, he can't help but subtly smile to himself as he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the white smear of dried cum on your panties that he just stole earlier when you were in the bathroom.

Imagining how your pussy would feel, how wet would you be as he rubbed his fingers over your clit. Would you moan his name? whimper for him? ask for him to use like how he would thrust his cock in his hand with your panties wrapped around the tip of his cock? Just the thought of it alone made him hard.

"Hey.." He called out to you as he walked forward and placed the can of beer on top of the countertop. Looking at him, you raised your brow.

"Gotta go and take a shit, I'll be back." He let out an excuse to which you looked at him with a bothered look.

"Didn't have to know that but sure…" You responded to which Inumaki turned around to head to the bathroom.

But as he took a step, removing his hand from pocket of his jacket…It fell to the ground. Your eyes widening as you saw your red laced underwear, looking up you saw that Inumaki was already staring at you.

"That's…" You started as he bended down and grabbed your panties from the ground before stuffing them in his pockets again, as he then took heavy steps and walked towards you. His height looming over you, making you keep your gaze down to his feet as you avoided looking up at him and noticing a bulge in his pants.

He then gently reached for your hand as he placed the palm of your hand over his throbbing boner. As he felt your hand over his clothed cock, Inumaki can't help but let out a whimper as he leaned forward and placed his forhead on your shoulder, guiding your hand up and down, getting off of your touch.

"Y/N…" He whimpered your name. "Am sorry--nghh-- You'll forgive me right?…" He added as he leaned forward to kiss you on your cheek, you knew what he was doing. He was distracting you but god was it working, You liked the man from since both of you hit your puberty.

You were standing there, frozend and confused. Cheeks covered in pink color as Inumaki continued to rub himself off of the palm of your hand. You're supposed to be mad at him, Look at him in disgust but fuck-- He was making you hot and bothered. Making your pussy clench around nothing as he filled your ears with his erotic sounds, begging you to strip him naked, forgive him for being a huge pervert and mumbling your name over and over again as if you were a fucking god.

"Inumaki…" You called out to him softly. Inumaki slowly lifted his head as he met your gaze, trying his best to give you puppy eyes while his hips continued to move against you.

Narrowing your eyes at him, you pulled your hand away from him causing him to let out a needy whimper. Tears filling the corner of his eyes as his neck and up his face grew in a shade of red, embarassed to how much he just wanted to fuck you senseless.

"Please, Y/N…Am sorry. I really didn't want to, I just needed you so much--" Before Inumaki could even continue his babbles of apologies, you pulled him in for a kiss. Eliciting a moan from as his hands instantly held onto your chest, moving his hand in a circular motion, pushing his body against you and only stopping as soon as you hit the edge of the kitchen countertop.

"'ve been wanting to fuck you so bad…" Inumaki let out in between the kiss before pulling away from and kneeling down, pressing his mouth against your crotch and licking over your clothed cunt. Feeling his tongue, you instinctively gripped onto Inumaki's hair as you threw your head back.

His eyes looking up as he basked in the expressions you were making. Calloused hands moved and gripped onto your hip before Inumaki then grabbed the band of your leggings, pulling onto it and tearing it in half. Leaving you in your black underwear; making you yelp and looking down at Inumaki with wide eyes.

"What the fuck, Inumaki!" You let out at him, Purple eyes meeting yours as he looked at you.

"I'll buy you a new one, I promise…" He let out while pulling your panties aside and lifting one of your leg before placing it over his shoulder as he then leaned forward, sticking his tongue out as he licked over your clit before giving it a soft kiss. A moan escaped your mouth as you lifted your hips a bit and giving him access to more of your pussy, giving him the best view his life could ever ask for.

"Pussy, taste so fucking good…" He praised in between slurps, his fingers prodding at the entrance of your pussy before pushing it in and out of you; making you throw your head back and moving your hips in a circular motion as you helped yourself fuck your pussy on his fingers, all while moaning his name.

Giving your clit one last kiss, Inumaki stood up as he quickly removed his pants. Letting it fall down to his ankles as he caged you against the countertop with his arms on your sides, the tip of his cock; rubbing against your pussy and coating it with your slick.

Inumaki made sure to look at you as he moved his hips back and forth, giving himself a pussyjob. His breathing were rapid and shaky as he whimpered, the sounds of your moans and his filling your apartment as his hand reached to grab you by your chin and making you look at him and only him. Purple orbs meeting your perfectly E/C eyes.

"Baby, please…." Kiss. "Need to fuck this pussy so bad" Kiss. "It hurts…Need to feel you to cum…" He cried before letting go of your chin and lifting your shirt along with your bra before dropping his head down to your chest, giving it kisses before groping one of your tits and sucking on the little nub; letting go of it with a pop as he wrapped his arms around your waist, continuing to thrust his hips and rub his cock against your pussy.

You could feel and hear Inumaki's desperation as he cried in pleasure, tears staining your chest as you then ran a hand down his back before holding onto the cheeks of his ass and pushing his hips further to you, making him let out a moan of pleasure.

"Go ahead, maki…fuck me, please…" You let out breathily against his ear.

Wasting no time, Inumaki pulled away from you as he babbles non-stop thank you's before lifting your body up by holding onto your thighs before pushing the entirety of his cock in you with pure desperation.

"Oh fuck…!" You let out in a pleasurable scream as you felt all of him in you, nails digging onto the skin of his back as he let out a whimper. His thrusts starting slow as he gave you small kisses all over your upper body before his lips finally reached the under of your chin.

"So warm…" Thrust. "And so fucking good to me…" Inumaki groaned, his hips snapping against you as he started to move in a fast pace. Taken aback by his sudden pace, your eyes were wide as you pushed and hit Inumaki by his chest with your head thrown back.

"W-wait!" You choked out in between moans as you tried to break yourself free from Inumaki, his cock; bullying yoru cervix and reaching every part inside your pussy.

"Yeah--nggh-- Taking my cock so good…" He let out in a groan. "Treating me so well and forgiving me…" Nothing but the sound of sex filling the room as he fucked into you senseless.

Feeling a familiar knot in your stomach, you gathered your strength and looked at Inumaki.

"Inumaki!…Wait-- Ah fuck!-- Wait…" You muttered, your hand reaching for his hair as you pulled on it. Hoping he would stop a bit, to which he didn't as he continued to burry his cock in you.

"Sorry…Sorry, I can't-- Just wanna feel you…" He babbled.

"Inumaki, puhleasee--Something's coming out..!" You screamed against the back of your hand as your body then shivered under him, legs shaking as you sprayed all over Inumaki's stomach, causing him to stop and look at you.

Inumaki just gave you a quick smile before leaning down and giving you a kiss as he then coated your walls white. Seeing you squirt all over him was the cherry on top, his lower body drenched in nothing but both your juices.

Pulling out of you, Inumaki gave you a smile as he catched his breath before pushing two fingers inside your cunt, making you whimper.

"S-stop…" You let out in between whimpers as you grabbed onto his wrist. Opening your eyes, you looked at Inumaki.

You felt your body shiver as you saw the dark and drunken look on his face, his fingers moving in and out of you in a slow motion; causing you to let out another moan.

"Let's do that again…" He let out.

[starregulus]

all i do is think about when the 7 were contemplating whether or not it was worth it to go save Nico while he was STARVING in a JAR after he went through Tartarus ALONE

he was in that jar holding on to dear life hoping and praying that they'd make it in time. hoping that if he just lasted a little longer maybe he'd get to see hazel again and they were AHHHHHBDJHD. I can't even

Like imagine how Hazel was feeling seeing them debating the worth of her BROTHERS LIFE.

Imagine if Nico saw that happening in his dreams (idk if you can dream in a death trance but..)

THAT'S MY BABY. MY SON. He didn't deserve that. I wanna give him a kiss on the forhead for every time he experienced trauma, whether he was there for it or not

[5t4r5and5uch01]

Another day, another EXTREMELY underrated artist..

[spideysl0ve]

݁ . 𔘓 ؛ recovery

⇢ masterlist

⇢ carlos saiz x f!reader.

⇢ summary: where carlos is having trouble staying still recovering from his appendix surgery so y/n helps him relax.

⇢ tw: just very short, very short but very fluffy.

“carlos you’ve got to rest” you repeated again, hugging your boyfriend’s back while he was trying again to lift your little puppy. “leave ollie, you can’t pick him up now” you whispered, he groaned, he could barley walk, yet he needed to be doing stuff.

"cariño, look at that little face, i need to pick him up" he pouted like a little kid, you chuckeld softly, shaking your head and picking the puppy who started to happily lick your face.

"happy now?" you asked, he rolled his eyes, hugging you with ollie barking energetically between you two.

"i just wanna do something" he mumbled on your forehead.

"then let's do something mi amor" you whispered, putting ollie back in the ground, who chaoticly started jumping arround.

you cupped his face, caressing his cheecks softly, he sighed, placing his big hands on your hips.

"but what can we do?" he muttered, he looked like a lost puppy.

"do you wanna watch a film? or mabye we can start a new series" you asked.

he seamed to dubt a bit, but them noded, mumbling a low 'kay' before kissing your forhead.

"let's get a bit comfy, kay?" you whispered softly, caressing his hair and gently guiding him towards the bedroom.

"help me, amor please" he asked you, lifting his hands as you helped him taking of the shirt and plants, chuckeling as you caressed carefully the small scar on his stomach, he changed to his pajamas, same as you did when he assured you he didn't need more help.

between kisses, you both walked back to the sofa, carlos hugging your back while you guided him in an awkward funny way.

you both sitted there, cuddling, his face in your chest now as you played with his hair carefully, he on the other side, choosing a film to watch, softly caressing your thigh.

"y/n" carlos whispered sweetly, you hummed in response. "i love you" he whispered melting your heart.

"i love you too" you whispered back.

just two weeks later you where kissing his him as he got off his car, he had just won the australian gp, just two weeks after his surgery.

"did i do great?" he asked as you caressed his cheecks, joining your forheads.

"you're fucking unbelievable" you chuckeld softly kissing him again. "i love you, carlos"

"i love you too" he laughed.

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so proud of you mi carlitos ❤️‍🩹🎉

tagged carlossainz55

carlossainz55: i love you mi amor ❤️

y/n: love you too 💘

landonorris: why there isn't a pic of me too??? i though i was your son 😔

y/n: you'll be in my next photo dump 💋

[jaegersolstice]

Heyyyy, i noticed your post about getting your creative juices flowing and tbh same. Burnout as a writer or artist sucks. Btw your writing is really good.

Can I request a soft fluffy moment of gojo being worried about fem!reader? Like she's on her period and is cranky and in pain. If you want to of course.

hii anon, tysm for the kind words! ive been writing so much for school so it’s been kinda hard, but i enjoyed writing this even if it was kinda short! i hope both of us recover from our burnouts soon, but also take this time to rest and regroup.

a/n: i kind of wrote gojo as a bit more annoying than requested 😭 but i hope you enjoy :))

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“having a nice nap on the floor, sweet girl?”

you’re sure that you’re gonna explode by the time satoru returns home. and so when he finds you, crumpled up on the ground in front of his king-bed, you can’t help but frown up at him.

because you love him, you really do, but sometimes (like now) you want to grab him by the paintbrush head and shake him stupid.

“missed me? or did you just decide to act like a little catapiller and—“

“i don’t care, ‘m not hungry, i don’t wanna watch that stupid show with you and i don’t—“ you begin to grumble before you break off into a quince, hands coming around your waist as you roll onto your back, tangling yourself in your blanket and forcing you to look straight into satoru’s stupidly blue eyes.

hands in his pockets, adorning a lopsided grin, he crouches down next to you, eyes darting across your face before he slips an arm under your lower back.

“ah, that’s what it is, hm?” he hums, slipping his legs under your head and sneaking a hand in your sleep shorts, fingers resting right above your abdomen.

“‘ts when my girl gets the most angry at me, i shoulda known,” he presses lightly, massaging your aching muscles and your body immediately relaxes, head falling deeper into his comfortable thighs.

“mmm, feels really good ‘toru…”

“shh, i know, i know it does,” he leans over you, placing a featherlight kiss onto your forhead, “next time you aren’t feeling well let me know, kay? i have to take care of you, sweets.” you snuggle impossibly deeper into him, lightly shaking your head at his words.

“didn’t wanna bother you ‘toru,” you whisper, feeling a new drowsiness wash over your lightly aching body.

“a bother? never, sweets. never.”

[spidernuggets]

reader showing jason her plushie collection?

Jason Todd x Reader

"So, you don't think any of this is dumb?"

"Without a shadow of a doubt, sweetheart"

You didn't hear your front door open, though. You'd given your boyfriend, Jason, a spare key to your apartment for emergencies.

You were in your apartment, stuffing your face with chips, watching a movie on your laptop. You had your favourite stuffed animal wedged in between your arm and your cheek, laughing at the comedic one-liners that a character said.

In this case, you had your bedroom door locked because never in a million years would you show your boyfriend your plushie collection.

Most were animals, consisting of cows, bats, sharks, cats, dogs, and more. You had probably 2 or 3 Jellycat plushies, too.

Your most favourite plushie besides the animals was the small bodied, big headed Red Hood plush you found a while ago. You've seen so many Batman, Nightwing, and Robin merchandise, and you always sulked when you came to the conclusion there were no Red Hood merch.

So you took matters into your own hands.

Sure, the stitching and stuffing was a little messy, but you managed to create your own little Red Hood plushie that is currently sitting comfortably beside your laptop so it's easy to see.

Embarrassingly, you'd give it kisses here and there for nights that you worry that Jason might not come back for patrol. But luckily, he always does.

But once again, you'd never show Jason any of this. You're a grown ass adult, living your own life, you have your own place, a full-time job. Plus, your boyfriend is a 6 ft something, 200 pound something vigilante who busts crime and kicks ass.

Why the fuck would he want to date someone who owns thousands of plushies, plus their own homemade one. He'd probably be too embarrassed to be seen with someone like that.

You flinched when you heard a twist on your doorknob.

"Babe? You there?" Jason called out. You heard the slight panic in his voice. You didn't question it since the conversation both of you had about Jason always being paranoid that his occupation would lead you into danger while you're in a relationship with him.

You slammed your laptop shut, frantically looking at the plushies scattered all over your room. Shit.

"Uh- Yeah! Just a sec!" You yelled back, your voice cracking in the process.

You and Jason have been together long enough for him to know when you're panicking. He knocked again. "You okay in there, mama?"

You tripped over yourself, luckily not making much noise, as you shoved all your teddies and plushies and toys into your cramped, small closet, not having time to organise it neatly like usual.

"Yeah, yeah! Just kind of messy in here!" You say as you try to shut your closet.

You rushed to your door, unlocking it and smiling up to your boyfriend in front of you.

"Hi!" You quickly say, awkwardly leaning against your door frame.

"Hi to you too, sweetheart," he replies, looking sloghtly confused. "Why are you out of breath?"

"Oh- I.." You cleared your throat. "I didn't know you were coming over."

"Am I not allowed to?..." He asks, tilting his head to the side.

"You are! You are.. I just thought you'd be busy today."

Jason shrugged. "Hmm. So what were you doing before?"

Your shoulders relaxed as you steadied your breath. "Just watching a movie. Wanna continue with me?"

Jason smiled, kissing your forhead. "Of course, sweetheart."

As you steooed aside from the door to let Jason into your room, from the corner of your eye, you see your closet door slightly open, an ear of your bunny teddy sticking out a little bit.

As Jason went to go open your laptop, he follows your swift movements to shut your closet door.

"What was that?" He asked.

You turned to him as your eyebrows raised high in panic. "What was what?" You ask back quickly. "I was just... y'know.. closing my door. It's nothing, " you say with uncertainty.

"Babe..."

"Yeah?"

"You always have your eyebrows raised when you lie," Jason says, his voice turning monotone and serious.

Your eyebrows immediately go back down. "I- I'm not lying," you stuttered.

Jason walked towards you, stopping right in front of your closet. "Sweetheart? Can you open it up for me?" He asks, only hoping that he's being overdramatic and she has nothing to hide from him.

"Why?" You asked in a small, quiet voice.

"Well, why wouldn't you?"

"Well, there's nothing interesting in there so..."

"I thought we agreed, no secrets," Jason said, getting upset, his emotions starting to escalate. "What? Is there a guy in there?" He says, his insecurities getting the better of him. "You cheating on me? 's that why your door was locked? Why you were running around in here?" He quickly asks all at once.

Your eyes widen. "Jason!" You exclaimed. "I would never cheat on you! You know that!"

Jason takes a breath, calming down. "I... I know. 'm sorry- I'm sorry, baby, I know you wouldn't, I was just being stupid. Had a long day. Let's just watch your movie, hm?" He says, dragging himself across the room once more, sottomg on your bed, getting your movie ready.

You sighed. "No. Jason, you're right. We don't keep secrets," you say as Jason's head shoots up.

"No, no, no! I didn't mean 'it's true, I'm cheating on you', I meant..." You hesitated. You sighed once more before opening your closet, revealing the pile of plushies tumbling down to the ground.

Jason's eyebrows furrowed as he got up, inspecting the toys spread out in front of him. "What? What am I looking at? These things have drugs in them?" He asks.

You give him a confused look. "What? No. It's just my plushie collection," you claimed.

"And...?"

Both you and Jason were utterly confused.

Was he not shocked? Embarrassed at your collection?

Was this your big secret? A bunch of teddies?

"Is... Is it not stupid? Having a shit ton of plushies? Like... I'm a grown ass adult owning children's toys. You really wanna be dating someone that could bring down your... I don't know. Tough guy persona?" You ask.

And Jason laughs. "Sweetheart, what? It's not stupid. I have at least one teddy I kept since I was a kid back in the manor. And I'm sure Dick has more than you," he steps closer to you, cradling your face in his large hands, placing a kiss on your forhead. "And they seem that much to you too. Wanna introduce me to some of them?"

And that question got you eyes twinkling. You're sure you saw heaven. And Jason couldn't help but smile at your excited reaction.

So you started picking up some of your plushies, introducing them to Jason.

You were both sitting on your bed as you described how you fell in love with an octopus plushie at a charity shop until something caught the corner of Jason's eye.

"Oh my god..." he lowly says.

"What?" You ask, suddenly curious.

Jason gets up and heads to you pile of plushies, picking up the clumsily stitched Red Hood toy of him. Your face flushed in embarrassment.

"Do not!... say anything. Don't let it get to your ego, okay? No stores had any Red Hood merchandise..." You pathetically say.

Jason chuckles as he goes over to you, planting a gentle peck on your cheek. "It's cute. You're cute," he says, his index finger under your chin, moving your face towards his as he kisses your lips.

"So you don't think any of this is dumb?" You ask as you break the kiss.

UGHHh thank you for this request, Anon 🙏 This request made me haooy seeing as i have a small plushie collection of my own!!

Jason smiles. "Without a shadow of a doubt, sweetheart," he says as he pulls you in for anotber tender kiss.

[silencedloves]

Polaroids after sex

Warnings: none, just fluff

Pronouns using: none

A/n: this is a short one but I hope you enjoy it :) 💓

Its an understatement of how much Steve loves taking pictures of you after having sex. And not in a pervy pornography kinda way, but in a sweet lovable kinda way.

Steve has such a big heart he loves to love because that is something he didn't receive. He loves to give even if he doesn't get something back in return. He is such a lover boy, your lover boy.

After having sex he whispers sweet things like

"I can never get enough of you," he lays on top of you as he caresses your cheek and kisses your forhead. At that moment youre entangled with each other and Steve is mesmerized by you, he's always been. But in these moments you seem much more beautiful, because of how vulnourable you are to him its so intimate.

You smile as you look up to him and feel him swipe your hair from your forhead that was stuck from your sweat. "You are such a beauty" he says as he peppers every inch of your face with kisses and you squirm under him. He hears you laugh and tell him to ‘stop’ knowing that you loved every second of it. He stops and reaches for something near the bedside table. You know what it is and grumble. “Come on honey you know I can’t resist..” he has a Polaroid camera in his hand and see you’re already tucked under the bedsheets covering half your face.

He chuckles and takes a pictures anyways. As he put the Polaroid camera back in place and waits for the Polaroid to develop in his hand you ask “Do you really gotta do that every time?” He leans down again and smiles at you then kisses you slowly, “Ofcourse sweets, these are for my eyes only and I never wanna forget how you look like afterwards.” He says with a soft smirk and you playfully roll your eyes.

[ayeyolooo]

sharing a bed with them!

GOJO!

(gojo, inumaki, geto, yuji, choso.)

GOJO!

“Satoru MOVE!” you said nudging him in his bareback with your elbow. he winced. “Owww y/n you move!” he sucked his teeth and pushed you closer to the edge of the bed. “if you push me off i promise you you coming down with me.” you said sitting up and placing on your bonnet. “ouuu do you have another?” he pointed at your pink bonnet. “no..” you side eyed him, you seen his pout which caused you to roll your eyes and walk to your dresser. you grabbed a blue bonnet and threw it at his face. “AYEEEE PERFECT THANK YOU Y/nn!!” he said doing a dance before placing it on his head. satoru was spending the night at your house because he was your childhood bestfriend and this was something that the both of you did daily. spend the night to eachothers house every friday, go home on sunday.

“listen, do not kick me. don’t put your big feet in my back, do not snore in my ear—.” saturo cut you off. “—y/n your mouth is moving like a rat.. i don’t care what you’re saying because you can’t kick me out of your room.” he said clasping his hand over your mouth and rolling his eyes. “OUCH!” he retracted his finger back as fast as a retractable lanyard. you had just bit him and he just looked at you like you were crazy. “okay run me my rounds right now l/n.” gojo said standing up on your bed having his thin silver chain dangle in the air. “boy sit down before i go tell my momma n she whoop you.” you chuckled. “or what?” he lightly slapped your cheek in a joking manner. he’s joking guys

“oh no you didn’t.” you said eying him. ���and did whatchu gone do about it?” he said slicking his thumbs in his ears and wiggling his fingers with his tongue out. “bet.” you replied standing up having gojo scream like a girl and run around your room. “WAIT Y/n WE COULD TALK SBOUT YHIS!!” he laughed. “NO!” you hopped over the bed and grabbed a pillow before jumping on him and attacking him with the pillow. ‘birds of a feather’ by billie elish was playing in the background as the room filled with your giggles and gojo’s warm laugh. your mom busted through the door with a black belt in her hand. mind yall you are almost adults (18 and 19) “why are yall in here making so much noise?” she played with her robe and looked at the both of you for answers. “well?” she asked tapping her foot and placing her hands on her shoulders. “i don’t wanna hear another sound from this room.” she said walking out of the room. both you and gojo looked at eachother and tried to hold your laughs in. by “alright let’s go to sleep sat.” you chuckled and fixed the bed, gojo . you laid on your side, gojo on his side. you turned out all of the lights having it be pitch black dark. you felt gojo’s long foot touch yours. “move biggie.” you said pushing his foot away with yours. “you should be the last one calling someone biggie ms. disco ball.” he said by placing his foot right back where it was. you just laughed and rolled your eyes, you shifted and turned to saturo who was just starring out of the window. “we have to say our prayers.” you whispered having him perk up. “i thought you’d never ask.” he smiled gently before grabbing your hand and started praying over the both of your sleep. “goodnight y/n.” gojo kissed the top of your forhead. “goodnight frosted flake.” you kissed his cheek and turned around to your side of the bed. before you know it the both of you were knocked out sleep.

awww she called him frosted flake😭😭🫶🏾. i hope you enjoyed!! jesus loves you :)

[redcherrykook]

ִֶָ── ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐ Kinktober D14- thigh job/ humping

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content: thigh riding, bulge dry humping, praise, jk cums in his boxers, she cums on his boxers too, fingers in mouth, "doll, babydoll", very sweet and romantic lowkey, kissing

note from cherry: i wanna ride his thighs so bad (sorry for typos it's late)

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"you're my pretty girl" sweetly one of his hands comes up to stroke the smooth skin of your full cheek, caressing your jaw with the pad of his thumb

Leaning down, his decorated arm is wrapped around your waist protectively, pulling you close to the comfort place you have on his thick, muscular thigh

"my pretty doll, such a little treasure i have here" now in a luring whisper on your lips, he ghosts over them, barely- just softly grazing them, watching the shy smile creep up upon your face

"aren't you so sweet?" the touches of your warm, loving hands trace up his well build shoulders, stopping at the curve of his neck

"You're the sweet one" you tell him, bringing the joy to his face with an instant, a gentle smile plastered on the same lips he presses to yours in the same heartbeat, moving them amongst yours like you're fragile - breakable

"hmm.. cute" he mumbles, grazing your lips with his tongue, wishing to be granted entry,

you give it to him, parting your lips just enough for him to push his tongue in, engaging it with yours,

The heated kiss ends with his deep groan, aware of how your back arches forward to him, pressing your body an inch closer

his grip tightens, pushing you forward

"that feel good babydoll?" tiny mutters disappear into your skin, leaving his butterfly kisses down your neck,

you give in to his touch with a growing need, tilting your head for better acess,

you giggle a little- embarrassed that he caught on, rolling your hips against his firm thigh

you can feel him smile against your skin, his tattooed arm unwraps around you, the hand on your face also leaves your skin, instead, he helps your desperate little humps,

"i asked you somethin' " he says, his tone as playful as his hasty little pecks, all the way up your neck to your jaw

" 's really good" shyly whispering, you can't stop giving into the friction, the contact of your core with his muscle way too good to stop,

"yeah? this too?" his muscle flexes, increasing the hardness just when you make contact again, causing you to nod and moan out his name

He does it a few more times, the bulge in his pants straining inside his jeans, begging for friction, the sounds from your sweet, high voice filling his ears,

"kook, want more please"

he smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek

"anything for my pretty doll"

you rid yourself of your bottoms, letting him take a look at your glistening cunt, arms wrapped back around his neck when you're done, strangely- an embarrassed blush paints your face

he bites his lip briefly, pulling his jeans just below his hips. The tip of his stiff, leaking cock peeking out from his black calvin's

Jungkook sits your down on his bulge, feeling your arousal wetting his boxes,

"that's so nice isn't it? so good on top of me"

you lean your forhead to his, the intimacy building rapidly- feeling his hot breath on your face, looking down at your joined bodies, meeting his leaking tip with your swollen clit

he hums, running his hands up your sides, the trail of slick along his boxers only getting deeper, gentle rolls of your hips getting messier- sloppier

"you're so hard baby- feels so fucking good"

"language babydoll" he chuckles, pecking your jaw,

your eyes roll playfully, pecking his nose just like he did for your jaw, before letting out a shaky sigh

he smiles, engulfing your lips in a sloppy, hasty kiss, mumbling sweet nothings into your mouth

"Mhmm.. so close" he parts from you, groaning and dropping his head to your small shoulder, savoring the intimate moment while his orgasms keeps building

"g'nna cum kook" you say, chasing after the friction on your clit, stimulated by how hus cock twitches- how wet and soft the fabric underneath you is

he pants, pecking your lips while letting himself go fully- cum running down the side is his tip, boxers soaking in your combined fluids

you stop too, the pleasure takes over, washing over your body- one of your shaky hands caresses his nuzzled head, whispering moans into his hair

heat rising to your face, the wet patch beneath you feels a bit uncomfortable now, so you shift off, sitting back on his now bare thigh- all of his body tenses, lifting his head from your shoulder

you expect him to talk to you, but he doesn't ,

he stares at you, lets his hands trail up to your cheek, cupping it with his palms on either side of your flushed cheeks,

his eyes stay on yours for what feels like an eternity, slowly- almost going unnoticed he flicks them down to your lips, then back up,

"I love you so much" jungkook whispers, letting your forhead rest on his once more

[gretavanflame]

So Close

Jake Kiszka x Reader (f)

Cw: SMUT including: penetration (unprotected), kissing, nipple play, themes of insecurity but also lots of fluff!

Word count: 1k

Jake’s hands wrap tightly around your wasit, pulling you forward and back while his hips slowly grind up into you. Your hands hold onto the back of his shoulders as you brace your feet on the ground behind the chair. The bare skin of his thighs feels smooth under yours and as you sit in his lap, you lean back to give him a good view of yourself. 

His eyes are shut tight, hair sticking to his sweaty forhead and soft moans escape his parted mouth as his cock, buried deep inside you, continues to rock up into your cunt. His eyes open and you smile before leaning in to capture his lips in yours.

You kiss him slow and deep, his tongue licking the inside of your mouth through a moan. You drink in his sounds and clench around him.

“Ah fuckk” his voice quivers with desire, “you feel so fucking good. Just wrapped around me, so tight, jesus fuck-” 

You giggle softly and you lean back with your hands on his shoulders once more. Jake’s hands slide up from your wasit to your breasts, holding them in each hand and squeezing the soft skin. He leans off the chair and takes your nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking around it all while he grinds his hips into you. 

You sigh out a breath and feel a gush of arousal leak out of you, coating him and where your two bodies meet and he’s so deep in you that your clit rubs against his base with every roll of his hips. 

His teeth gently bite around the hardened bud, sending shivers down your spine. He pulls off of you and brings his arms around your middle, pulling you flush against him.

“I wanna feel you everywhere baby.” He whispers, his voice dreamily floating into your ears as his hands slide up and down your back. Again, a soft moan tumbles from his perfect lips and you try to lean back again.

“Where are you going Y/n?” A lazy smile stretches across his face and he laughs under his breath.

“I don’t know I just- Isn’t this a better view?” You cast your eyes downward, slightly uncomfortable now.

“What do you mean?” He cocks his head in confusion and his hips come to a stop, making you lose the building tension completely. 

“It’s just, like, ya know my stomach kind of bulges out when I’m all hunched over, it doesn’t look as good.” You whisper, unable to meet his eyes now.

He pulls your chin up so that you’re looking at him, and you can see the concern written on his face. 

“Do you really think that, love?”

His brows are knit together and all you can manage is a shrug. He kisses you again, this time harder and he pulls you close to him once more as his hips begin rocking into you again.

He breaks the kiss to hungrily whisper in your mouth “you are” his lips meet yours again, rushed and frantic “the most” his tongue laps into your open mouth, “fucking beautiful” his hips pick up now, thrusting into you from below, “sexy” thrust, “girl I have ever seen, and I intend to show you that.”

He’s fucking into you now, hard enough that your hands fall from his shoulders and all you can do is bounce on top of him. You try to stretch back again, but one hand meets the small of your back, pulling you to him as the other cups around your stomach. You turn away and blush with embarrassment.

“Open your eyes Y/n. Watch how much I love you.” His words are breathy now, his breathing heavy as his hips grow faster and faster. 

Your whole body jolts up and down with every thrust and he pushes his hand against your stomach, making you feel his cock inside you even deeper. 

“Tell me you know I love you Y/n.”

You struggle to get the words out, your eyes rolling back as your clit rubs against him with every push of his hips. “I know-” you moan his name, it comes out involintarily, “I know you love me, fuck Jake…” 

“Y/n, you’re so beautiful baby, you’re perfect, I’m gonna fucking cum.” 

“Do it, please Jakey, I wanna feel it.”

He leans in and kisses your shoulder, leaving sloppy wet circles up your neck to the shell of your ear.

His voice comes out a low growl that makes your whole body freeze, “I fucking want you.”

Soon his hips are faltering and broken groans tickle your ear as you feel his dick twitch inside of you and then spill. His cum, warm and wet shoots into you as he fucks it in deeper. His eyes roll back and his hips slow.

You feel so close and the rough pad of his finger reaches down to rub quick circles around your clit. Your hand grasps his wrist, holding him there as he continues working you and soon you’re coming undone around him. 

He whines in overstimulation as you clench around his cock still buried deep inside you. You feel every inch of him as your body shakes and his name falls from your lips over and over again. 

His fingers move even faster and your stomach twists and spasms as you ride out your high. “Keep going, fuck fuck.”

He hisses as he starts to move his hips again, just enough to get you through it. You can tell he’s almost in pain as he fucks you again, just enough to make you cum even harder.

In a few seconds, he slows down again and you start to feel your body return to normal. You move your hips a few times before you stop, just to feel his length inside you. Your eyes meet and a smile stretches accross both of your faces. His hand rests again on your stomach, and you take a breath to steady yourself. The action feels a little weird at first, but seeing the way he looks at you, with so much love, makes you feel better.

He kisses you again, slowly, capturing your lips in a beautiful dance that makes you never want to break away, but he does just to whisper, “I love you Y/n.”

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[kmixer]

"you're perfect my dear"

🍷 Alastor x insecure! reader

🍷 summary: posting something online thinking you finally look good but then getting some hate comments that make you feel insecure all over again, thinking everything you've done to make yourself pretty was useluss. You begin getting a panic attack the moment you try to make yourself a glass of wine, and that makes you let go and break the bottle of whine. The sounds of glass breaking doesn't go unnoticed

🍷Cw: body dismorphia, some tiny mentally unstable topics (panic attack, overthinking, shaking, anxiety), cyberbullying, comfort, fluff

You just posted some cute photos of yourself on instagram, one of your face, one of your body, and some others.

You smiled as you were proud of yourself for being confident enough for doing this bc this was way out of your comfort zone, but you wanted to try, so you did.

an hour passes as you got lots of likes and kind comments on your post. You smile at your phone as you open a wine bottle to relax a bit more. as you were about to fill up your glass, you froze bc of one particular comment saying "if i were you, i would've k!lled myself ages ago"

Your body froze as you began shaking and breathing heavier. You try to put the wine bottle down as you read several others, agreeing with the person putting up that horrible comment.

Breathing was getting harder. You put the wine bottle down, or so you thought. Suddenly you heard a loud sound of glass shattering and when you looked down you saw wine and glass all over the floor.

Realizing what you just did made you even more anxious as you tried to get out of the puddle, but it only ended up with a piece of glass cutting your foot.

Tears began running over your cheek as you sank down on the ground and pulled your knees up so you could hide your face in them. You began sobbing quietly when you suddenly heard the doorknob turn, knowing someone just came in.

"Oh dear" you heard, and by the radiodic voice, you know instantly it was your boyfriend Alastor. He knew for some time that you had body dysmorphia and looked very low at yourself. He himself thought you were perfect and always told you that.

"What happened, love?" He said while walking over to you with a worried expression even though his smile still remained. "What is bothering you, love?" He asked while making one of his tentacles sweep away the pieces of glass so he could get to you easier.

When he could get to you properly, he walked up to you and crouched down in front of you. You were still sobbing and not paying attention to the wound on your foot, nor your boyfriend talking to you.

"awh, comon darling, tell me what happened so i can dress you up with your beautiful smile again." he said while taking you face in both his hands and carefully facing it up so he could see your precious face. Even though your eyes were puffy and red, he still smiled at you with a comforting smile, thinking you were as beautiful as ever.

"Now tell me, love what's the matter" and then you told him what happened, about the hate comments about you were finally confident enough to post and about your panic attack.

Alastor looked at you with still a comforting smile as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead. "Now, now, what did i say about haters?" He says while looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

"ignore them bc they're insecure themselves?" You said questionable. Alastor looked pleased and nodded, "That's right there. now comon and let's clean that nasty wound" he said, gesturing at the wound on your foot bc of the glass piece.

After you guys were done bandaging your foot, Alasor carried you to your bedroom and layed you down on your bed while he crawled beside you. He pulled you closer as he comforted you with playing with your hair and looking at you with a lovely gaze.

"Before you fall asleep dear, i wanna say one more thing," He said while kissing your forhead and resting his chin on your head making you smile. "You're perfect, my dear"

I NEED HIM

btw, if you have any ff you wanna request about any of the hazbinhotel characters, feel free to request!

this ff was made by kmixer. Please do not steal or copy my work.

[stupidr3dpanda]

• Content Warnings: Nudity in a non sexual way, GN Reader, and nothing else other than pure love!

I have been thinking of you taking care of your favorite from the Task Force 141 (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)���ﾉ⁠♡

A little note before we begin, I listened to "Nothings gonna hurt you baby" by Cigarettes After Sex, while writing this! Just in case you wanna set the ambient to that!

Imagine he gets home from being on deploiment for months.

Press your lips to his cheek and tightly wrap your arms around his middle as soon as he crosses the doorway of your shared home and feel the way his tense shoulders relax at your touch. Grab his hand and guide him to the bathroom where as soon as he walks in he sees a warm bath with lavender, calendula, and chamomile are already waiting for him to help relax his sore and tired muscles. Help him strip out of that heavy and uncomfortable uniform that ricks of now old and dry blood and dirt.

No words are exchanged as you help him inside the warm water. Knowing how much he always says he misses and loves your smell you grab your shampoo and sit on the side of the tub and gently begin to wash his hair listening to the little grunts of relaxing pleasure that comes out of him. Rinse the shampoo away and place kisses on his wet forhead.

Once his bath is done and while he's finishing soaking in the bath you make your way to the kitchen and start serving his favorite comfort food, always in his favorite tablewear, that one that you picked just for him as an aniversary gift. A recipe that you have come to memorise just for him is now warming the once cold plate, while you're finishing serving his favorite tea you listen to his heavy foot steps as he makes his way to the kitchen now changed into a comfortable pair of pajama pants and a plain T-shirt.

As you're both sitting down on the table enjoying dinner you listen to him talk about his mission, always omitting the gore parts or any information that could put you in risk, you look up from your half finished meal and just fondly stare at him while he speaks, you listen how;

Listen to how Simon talks about how pissed he was when somehow Johnny kept winning every round when they were playing cards, how he knew that that little shit was cheating and how he now owes him £200 and had to also bet his last pack of cigarettes during their last round resulting in him being grumpier than usual during the last days of deployment in the middle of nowhere.

Listen to how Kyle got chased by some 'ugly' antelopes in Mongolia because the mission was during antelopes breeding season and he got too close to one of the females and apparently one of the males thougt he was too handsome and saw him as competition. (I'm not blaming the antelope if I was him and saw him walking around too close to the female antelopes I too would try to chase the competition away!!)

And when you hear Johnny telling you how he was finally able to "outsmart" Ghost during one of their card games night you can't help the loud laugh from escaping your mouth, you told him to start praying cause his ass ain't safe when he gets back and Ghost finds out how he was winning every round. He swears it was all fair and no cheats were used during the game!... you know he's liying tho.

When your eyes rise from your plate you catch John already looking at you with a warm smile on his tired face, he starts telling you of how thankful he feels for his boys, how proud he feels for them after a well done mission, how much serenity he feels when he knows that at this moment they are probably with their S/O enjoying a warm meal and sweets moments together just like the both of you are right now.

You just stare into his eyes and smile, after dinner is finished the two of you wash, dry and when you put away the dishes you walk back to the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your simple nighttime routine. With a few giggles and tired eyes you both make your way to the bedroom where you finally won't sleep another night alone again.

Pulling the duvet covers over the two of you, turning off the night stand light you lay in bed while you trace your fingers through his now fluffly and lavender smelling hair, placing soft kisses on the crown of his head he drifts to sleep in no time to the sound of your voice reasuring him that youll still be holding him when he wakes up. Even when his nightmares wake him up at midnight you'll still be there to calm him down, humming a soft tune for him and reassuring him that everything is fine, he is home, he is safe, and that you wont let anything get to him or try to hurt him.

I hope you enjoy the silly little thought that had been invaiding my mind this past days! Please remember to take care of yourself and stay safe!