#i tried to make her look ethereal

[habizuh-studios]

Inktober Day 1: Moon

moon guang :> also fanart for every night, i'm talking to the moon by @good-vs-evo not sure if i'll do the rest of the days but in case i don't, consider this my submission for my first ever inktober, 2024!! ALSO. i was a teensie weensie bit tired so please ignore everything below the knee area :>

[tinypaperstar]

offers u alnst oc stats

[possum-quesadilla]

IM OBSESSED WITH THE LIGHTHOUSE me and my best friend beans have watched it together probably five times (which is impressive because we live 5 hours apart so every time we see each other. its lighthouse time.) ANYWAYS. i'll die on the hill that they did more than just fight and cuddle.

YOU’VE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD UBER AUTISM!!!! BE PREPARED FOR A LONG RANT ABOUT THE LIGHTHOUSE!!!

(Rant under cut, warning for discussions of sexual content, including non-consensual encounters)

That is so slay!! Love that you share it with a friend, haha. I’ve seen it 152 times, only once in theaters for a special anniversary screening and it was MAGICAL. I have a dvd and a special dvd with extra art and the blueprint plans for the lighthouse itself and their clothing that I am happy to share, but OUUUGH I love this movie!! I watch it at least once a week!! I have read through the original script at least six times!!

They definitely did more!! Oh my goodness!! I’m so glad you agree. We of course have the moment they almost kiss while slow dancing, (which is phenomenal) but a lot of people glaze over Howard almost blatantly kissing Wake before he beats him up, when he is hallucinating him as the mermaid!!

And then, right after that, when he tells Wake to bark like a dog, the atmosphere is so TENSE I can’t stand it!! I certainly think after he told him to roll over and stood over him that they did… something. What in particular depends on the reading, but it definitely wasn’t kosher, let’s say. (Whether or not Wake did or even could consent is also very dubious at best).

I love rewatching the movie with a different reading in mind. The Proteus / Prometheus theory, Wake being the liar, Howard being the liar, them both lying, it all being a deathbed hallucination, Howard having killed Winslow bc they were lovers/he had a crush, etc., even different variations of them all put together!

Anyone have a favorite interpretation? Favorite theory? Moment? Anything?

Sorry Bunny… you walked right into my autism trap…

[aetherose]

She is a twisted soul, A death-ridden woman, Haunted by dreams.

[sttoru]

#𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔: “show me you’re shameless, write it on my neck, why don’t ya?”

cw. married!gojo satoru x female reader. smut, angst to comfort. cheating/infidelity. unprotected. crēampie. bréeding themes. soft angsty-ish sèx. petnames ‘baby, sweetheart, wifey’ not proofread !

satoru has never loved the woman he married. he’s never felt an ounce of attraction or affection towards her. it’s hard to be around someone who he’s supposed to love and cherish, when all he can think about is you.

it’s you he was supposed to end up with if it wasn’t for his damned clan. setting up an arranged marriage behind his back and only telling him last minute of their plans— a bunch of assholes they are.

satoru could’ve declined, disagreed, ran away. he had all the power to, but he had fully convinced himself that his actual soulmate - you - would never return his love, which is why he settled.

. . . he was proven wrong after it was already too late.

“i love you s’much,” satoru grits his teeth as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, his sweat trickling down his forehead. his hips move in a gentle rhythm, as tender as his arms are holding you. he never treated you roughly.

satoru wouldn’t do that to the love of his life. the one who he’s supposed to call his wife, his beloved. he’ll find a way to achieve his dreams. he’ll do anything to end up with you and escape this messed up arrangement.

but for now, he’ll love you like this. every day, behind the other woman’s back, for as long as he can.

“i love you too, ‘toru,” you sigh, tilting your head to give the white-haired man access to your neck. his tongue wets your sensitive skin before sucking on it. he’s claiming you as his— like he usually does whenever he manages to get ahold of you.

“say that again,” satoru whimpers against your throat whilst leaving soft kisses all over. the sounds of your bodies meeting bounces off the walls, the lewd noise of flesh hitting flesh is a melody that you both enjoy behind closed doors.

“please,” satoru pleads. you’re surprised by the vulnerability in his tone. he holds onto you - ruts into you - like he’s never experienced this before. his cock twitches and throbs within you, desperate to reach that aching release.

you swallow the lump in your throat. you feel bad doing this right on the bed that satoru shares with his wife, but you also couldn’t care less. “i love you, satoru, i really do,” you moan near his ear.

the sorcerer shivers at your pretty voice uttering those three words to him. his big hands hold onto your waist, fingers digging into your skin, leaving small dents. his breath hitches, “oh, fuck. y’do, huh?”

satoru curses as he lifts his head from your neck. the view of you beneath him while you take his dick all the way inside your sopping cunt is addicting. it’s also way too slippery because of the mixture of cum on your lower body and the sheets.

“ah,” you look down at the place your bodies meet the second you feel his cock slip out of your pussy. you reach a hand down and guide his tip back to your folds without much thought.

it’s a sight that makes satoru nearly bust a nut right then and there. “missin’ me already?” he tilts his head, that boyish smile on his lips reappearing again. his soaked, white bangs cover his ethereal eyes a little, yet you can still notice the playfulness in them.

“yeah, i do,” you sigh, whining a little as his cock slowly fills you up all the way again, “i always miss you, ‘toru.” you never fail to feel so full whenever you’re intimate with him— he’s big and knows just how to use that to his advantage.

satoru pouts at your words. he knows what you’re indirectly referring to amidst all the physical pleasure. he tries to make as much time for you as he can, without raising suspicion. though sometimes he fails to see you for days. balancing his work schedule, along with his many other duties and his private life was a hassle.

it’s frustrating when satoru is leading a double life, for both you and him. there’s nothing more in this world that he wants than to have you beside him forever. as his wife, not his secret lover.

one day, soon— he promises silently to himself and to you with a kiss.

“i’m sorry,” he breathes out, his thrusts resuming. two of his rough fingers roll your nipple between them, his tongue following to circle the sensitive bud while he drives his dick in and out of you repeatedly. “but i’m all yours tonight, yeah? only yours.”

you nod mindlessly. you trust satoru, he’ll figure this all out. for now, you’ll enjoy every single second you’re able to spend with him.

“mhm,” you hum before your eyes focus on his neck. you know he’s told you not to leave any marks on him, but tonight, you’re feeling shameless. your hand on the back of his head pushes him down until your lips touch his neck.

satoru’s eyes widen at your unexpected action. he can’t deny you anything, even if this is a risky thing to do. he moans when you suck and bite on his skin. you’re leaving hickeys he will have to hide from his wife.

“naughty fuckin’ girl,” he tries to groan, though it comes out as a choked up whimper instead. he bites his lip and his eyes nearly roll back when your legs wrap around his waist, all whilst you’re leaving those dark marks on his neck.

you softly giggle at your own bold move. satoru however, seems to enjoy this more than he thought he would. he allows you access to his neck while he focuses on his set pace.

“y’ just want me to get caught, hm?” the white-haired man clicks his tongue, his balls slapping against your ass, your juices sticking to his skin which makes the sounds of his thrusts even louder. lewder. satoru huffs, “want that woman to know jus’ how well i fuck you, sweetheart?”

you feel your body heat up, the knot in your lower tummy tightening. his increased dirty talk only could mean one thing; he’s close. and so are you. the pleasure of having satoru inches deep in your cunt after not seeing him for two whole days, is driving you insane.

“yes, fuck— yes,” you hiccup, feeling absolutely no shame at this moment. you don’t care how loud you’re getting, if satoru’s neighbours were to hear him have sex with a woman that’s not his wife.

the man himself doesn’t even seem to mind it either. not when he’s this close. he pants before pressing soft kisses against your forehead. the lingering feeling of your lips against his neck remind him of the hickeys you’ve left.

satoru moans against your hot skin. his dick twitches, his balls tighten and his arms wrap around you to cradle you against his bare chest. he’s going to fill you with his hot cum like you deserve. you deserve every single drop and he wouldn’t give it to anyone else but you.

“shit, g’nna cum,” satoru warns after a small whine leaves his throat, “take it, baby. don’t waste a drop, wanna breed you full.” his thrusts turn a bit erratic, body pinning yours to the mattress so you have nowhere to run. all you can do is lay there and take it— take his cum while you reach your own climax.

white dots appear in his vision as satoru releases rope after rope of hot, sticky cum inside of you. his hips are pressed tightly against yours— leaving no chance for his seed to trickle out of you.

the satisfaction that fills satoru’s chest is like no other. a small grin tugs at the corners of his lips as he leans his body weight on top of you slightly, catching his breath. your trembling frame rests beneath him while you’re trying to regain composure as well.

“there y’ go, atta girl,” satoru coos and kisses your forehead. he treats you so well, even after sex. he treats you like you’re his true wife. which you should be.

he rubs your sides with his hands to calm you down. his own breath is still shake as he looks down at you with a grin. a wicked idea pops up in his head once he sees the thick trail of cum that’s left on your slit after he pulls out.

“y’know how i told ya that i’ll make y’ my wife one day?” satoru hums, eyes focused on both your face and cum-covered pussy. he has told you before that he will find a way to officially make you his.

and he finally just realised the perfect way to do it.

“mhm,” you nod with a dazed look in your eyes. you wrap your arms around satoru’s shoulders and hug him, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. you can practically feel the smirk on his lips as his breath ghosts over your ear.

his hand travels down to your tummy, fingers splayed over the soft flesh; “good, ‘cause y’re gonna need to play the part for me already. gonna fill you up ‘til you’re nice and swollen with my kids, wifey.”

[rin-may-1103]

Badger Day Au (part two)

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"Fourteen?" Aquaman repeats, turning his chair to face Danny. "Fourteen what? Days, weeks, months?"

Flash hissed like he was in pain, "Please don't say it's been fourteen months!"

Danny trailed his eyes away from the ceiling, away from the bothersome crack, and toward the single window in the room. He could just barely make out the Cassiopeia constellation. Its distinct W shape winked and flickered, drawing up a memory from a few loops into this whole mess. Tucker had wanted to comfort him, seeing as Danny had just broken down crying over how frustrated he was with everything.

The Ghost of Cassiopeia. Also known as IC 63, about 550 light years away.

A giant cloud of dust and gas. A nebula. Its ethereal glow reminded people of spirits they would see in haunted houses or fields. So they called it the ghost of Cassiopeia.

But it wasn't a ghost, it's simply hydrogen that's been bombarded with ultraviolet radiation from the nearby star. A blue giant called Gamma Cassiopeiae. It's also known as the center of the constellation. The light from the blue giant makes the majority of the nebula glow a vivid red. The blue around the edges is just light reflected off the dust within.

Tucker had joked that Danny should try and see how far he could get before the loop restarted. See if he could even get past Jupiter. Danny had just snorted and brushed his suggestion off. What was the point when he should be spending his time trying to fix the loop?

About six years in, Danny had given up and tried.

Eight months he had spent flying. He got further and further out into the void, surrounded by darkness and the beautiful stars in the distance to guide him. He never managed to make it past Pluto before he was brought back.

"Years," Danny confessed, his eyes still trained on the faraway stars.

"YEARS!?!" Superman cried, standing up so fast his chair was sent flying into the wall. Danny glanced back up at the crack, watching as it grew just a little larger, plaster dust sprinkling down like freshly fallen snow.

Sighing, Danny sat up and stared at the group. How many times has he had this conversation? How many times was he going to explain what was happening? How many times was he going to wake up in his bed just to restart all over again?

"Years," Danny repeated, "Fourteen years. Like I said, I've tried everything."

They sat in silence for a moment, just digesting his situation. Batman was standing still, his fists clenched tightly. Superman looked faint like he would pass out. Flash looked devastated.

Wonder Woman leaned forward, her brows furled in confusion, "Were you cursed, young one?"

"No, I checked. You checked. Heck, even Zatanna and Constantine have checked. I'm not cursed." Danny grumbled, slumping down to rest his head on the table.

He wanted to go home. He wanted to just curl up and sleep for the next however long. Wanted to hug Jazz and cry about how unfair it all was. Wanted to curl into his mother's side and cling until she made it all better. Hide behind his father until he knew it was safe.

but he couldn't.

Something always happened when he tried. If he stayed home from the very beginning of the day, the league would call him over and over again, convinced he was needed for the case Batman had. They even sent Flash over a few times just to search the city to drag him to the meeting.

(He was happy they hadn't figured out his civilian identity yet, but man was it hard to watch as Flash stuck his face into every nook and cranny around town yelling his name. Danny's lost count of how many times the man got overshadowed.)

If he managed to convince them that he was in a loop, then they found it would be safer for him to stay up on the watchtower. where they could keep an eye on him while searching for a way to break it.

Or, if he managed to convince them he was sick or something and they left him alone, Vlad would start acting up. Jack would call him on the phone to cancel Maddie's meeting with him because Danny was 'sick'. If he convinces Maddie to go and stay home with his dad, then Jack somehow opens the portal long enough for one of his rogues to slip through.

It just never ends. Everything he's tried ends with him having to go ghost and fight. The calmest day he's managed to have ended with Box ghost blasting the portal doors open so he could give him a homemade lunch from his wife, which then led the ghost to find Jack's new weapon box and go ballistic because of his obsession.

after that, he gave up spending time with his parents and focused more on his friends and Jazz. This was equally disastrous.

so, his safest option was to go to the meeting and stay with the league.

Glancing up, Danny watched as the time slowly changed on the clock; six twenty-nine, tick, tick, tick, six thirty.

Sighing, Danny sat up and held his hand out, making eye contact with Batman. He might as well get the day going, no use in wallowing in self-pity. He's done that plenty already.

"I already figured out what the cult wanted to do, we just need to figure out where their next meeting is. I'll fill you guys in on the rest." Danny added, wiggling his fingers in the hope it would make Batman move faster.

Batman sighed and handed him the folder. Once Danny had the folder, Batman sat down to listen to his report intently.

Flipping the file open, Danny grabbed the first page and showed it to the group, ignoring how a copy showed up on the big screen behind Batman. (again, why use paper if he was just going to project it?)

"This is the result of the cult's last meeting, two weeks ago. as you can see, the ground has been scorched and the ritual circle permanently carved into the cement." Tossing the paper and ignoring it as Flash scrambled to catch it, Danny grabbed the next couple of pages.

Holding up the seventy missing person reports, Danny placed them on the table and separated them into four different piles. "After some digging, Batman was able to figure out the pattern between the missing people. This group," Danny pointed to the one on the left, "consists of organ donors who were anemic."

pointing to the pile on the right, Danny continued, "This group is made up of meta-humans who have powers related to the elements. they also all happen to have more than one piercing, though Batman didn't really figure out if that had an impact on whether they were chosen or not..."

Pointing to the northern pile, Danny separated the top seven pages. "while everyone in this pile has some relation to an ancient and powerful witch from the 1500s, these seven are the only ones who still share her 'family' name. I'm not sure exactly how this affects the cult's motives, Batman hadn't shared that with me in all the loops so far."

Danny glared at Batman in annoyance, he didn't care if there was a good reason or not. Without fail, in each loop that Danny's made it through where Batman makes the connection; he would refuse to tell Danny about it.

Rolling his eyes at Batman's unwavering apathy, Danny continued, "The last pile consists of people who have been dead at some point in their lives. whether it be just a few seconds or a few weeks."

passing the reports around, Danny pulled the next page from the file. "Flash and Constantine were able to connect the past locations of the cult gatherings. Constantine figured out there was a specific magic signature that he could follow, so he had Flash drag him around the world to map the locations."

tapping the table, Danny selected the world map. Glancing at the paper he had pulled out, Danny marked the places with a red dot. Then he marked the places Constantine found in blue. Looking up, Danny found the league staring at him.

"What?" Danny huffed, shoving the hologram away from him. Batman grabbed it and started to examine it.

"So, do we need Constantine for this?" Green Lantern asks, scratching his head.

Shrugging, Danny tossed the folder over to Wonder Woman. "You can call him if you want, but he won't get here until noon. He's in the house of mystery dealing with a pixie infestation."

"pixie infestation?" Superman asks, turning to look over to Zatanna. Zatanna reached into her jacket and handed him a pamphlet, not turning away from watching Danny with curious eyes.

"Anyway, like I was saying. the cult's been going around taking all these people and using them in their rituals."

"you said you knew what they were trying to do, what was it?" Batman asked with a noticeable frown.

Sighing, Danny pinched his nose. "they've been trying to summon Pariah Dark."

"The ghost king!?!?" Zatanna squawked, slamming her hands onto the table.

"yeah, that bastard," Danny grumbled, rubbing his face. The cult hadn't been successful for all fourteen years now, so Danny wasn't too worried about it. But still... If something, anything really, changed just the slightest; would they succeed? Would they drag Prariah out of his sarcophagus and let him lose on the living?

Danny's already had to face him once, he didn't know if he could do it again. The Fenton ecto-skeleton suit had been ruined last time, to the point dad hadn't even tried to fix it.

"Bastard?" Aquaman repeated, eyes narrowed, "You speak as if you've met him before."

"I have," Danny admitted, "and I will again if we don't do something about the cult." What if this is the loop the cult succeeded? what if it's the next one, or the one after that? could Danny even do anything to prevent it?

Zatara sat down with a heavy thump, her eyes widening in shock. Danny lifted his brow, wondering what was wrong with her. She hadn't acted like this any other time? what was different? had he said something he hadn't last time? hmm, something to think about later.

"back to the case," Danny shrugged, turning to gesture at the hologram of the world. "we were able to narrow down the cult's next location to about seven hundred places. I was able to check off about six hundred and thirty these last few loops. That leaves about seventy places they could be."

Danny used a yellow dot to select the seventy places he still needed to check.

"um," Flash started, nervously glancing between Danny and the globe. "you just highlighted the whole grand cannon and all of Alaska... and the Himalayas.... and the-"

"Yep," Danny cut in, "Like I said, I checked off all the others. These are the last seventy I still need to check. I haven't before because it's a lot of ground to cover. I was hoping I'd catch a break and find the cult before I had to check all those places, but nope. The fruitloops just had to make it difficult.

"oh," Flash winced, "do, do you want me to check them out?"

sighing, Danny leaned back in his chair, "I would love to have you check them out, but you need a magic user who knows what they're looking for to go with you. it's why we haven't found them yet, it's taking forever."

"Oh," was the only response he got.

"you know what we are looking for?" Zatara asks, finally getting over whatever had surprised her.

"yeah, it's hard to explain. I'll have to bring you or the others to a previous place and show you."

"hmm, alright. after the meeting, why don't you bring me so that at least one more person can help start looking, until, john is freed up at noon?" she suggests, tilting her head to the side.

"sounds good with me," Danny shrugged. it's not like it'll hurt to have her looking around, heck, they might even get lucky and she'll find them.

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[eudaimaniacs]

strawberries (logan howlett x female reader) | part ii

character/universe: logan howlett/wolverine (x-men/marvel)

word count: 806 words

warning/s: implied future smut and pregnancy

notes: i am sick and can't focus on anything right now. here's a new imagine since i haven't posted for five days. i might write a sequel to this if i have the energy again. enjoy!

��Daddy, look at the strawberries I picked!”

The high-pitched, sweet, and jolly voice makes Logan kneel and look at the small figure before him. He softly smiles as he picks up Holly, giggling as she feels the scratch of Logan’s beard tickling her.

“Those strawberries look nice, princess. What are you going to do with them?” Logan squeezes her cheek as he takes the small basket and puts them on the countertop.

Holly hums and points to you, fixing your dress and washing other produce you picked up. Logan smiles as he sees your figure basked in the sunlight and hard at work. He looks at his daughter to see the exact features you passed on to her—your sweet smile, ethereal and wavy hair, and those beautiful eyes Logan loved to stare at.

“I’m going to make strawberry jam with Mommy!” Holly exclaimed as she grabbed one strawberry and tried to put one on Logan’s mouth. The pair laughed as the older man put her down, and she ran to her mother. Settling his hands on his hips, Logan made his way to you and embraced you. You stopped the faucet as you leaned against his chest.

The sound of Holly giggling as she counts the strawberries makes you and Logan sick with laughter, too. You sighed as you grasped Logan’s hand and bent a bit to kiss his jaw. It felt nice to have a quiet life after Logan’s tumultuous journey and quit the X-Men. You never thought that after many fights, close calls, cries, and almost leaving each other, you two would be together. Logan was tired from the constant wars and missions; all he wanted was to settle down and be at peace.

“What’s on your mind, honey?” You whispered as you slowly swayed to the breeze. Logan hummed as he kissed your head.

The older man said, “To make another little one with you.” You chuckled as you playfully slapped Logan’s hand. You turned around to see if he was joking. Holly was accidentally conceived during Logan’s final months as a member of the X-Men. You were scared that he would abandon you with a possible mutant child. You kept the pregnancy a secret until a bald man offered you a solution. He promised to convince Logan to leave the team and have a safe place for your budding family. It sounded too good to be accurate; however, knowing Logan, he would give up this violent life to spend the rest of his years peacefully.

Charles and some X-Men members escorted you to a remote area where they built a pleasant and comfortable house. You listened to the bald man’s instructions about waiting for Logan to go to this place. One member, Storm, cared for you as you anxiously waited for weeks for your lover to come. You nervously admitted to her to know and see Logan’s reaction as he saw you with a protruding belly. Storm assured you that Logan would accept and love you as he was offered the life he had always wanted.

One sunny day, you watched the television and knitted when you heard knocks. Storm left to return to the mansion, and you were sure it was her outside the door. As you unlocked the barrier, you met Logan, dressed in his plaid button-up and tight bootcut jeans. You cried as you hugged him tightly, welcoming him to this new life.

“I missed you, bub,” Logan kissed your cheek as he rubbed your back. You tried calming yourself as you explained the pregnancy and Charles’ proposal. Logan grabbed your hand and told you that he knew all about it. You asked him if he was angry that he left the team and had a child coming his way. Logan smiled as he touched your belly and asked how far along you were.

After three-and-a-half years of serenity, you were adjusting to the calm family and rural life. There were no threats, disruptions from the X-Men, and other troubles. Logan couldn’t be happier to have the life he constantly desired. Now, he wanted to build a bigger family.

“Holly would love a sibling to play with,” Logan remarked as he tied off the apron on your waist. You hit his chest as you replied that Holly was in the living room playing. You didn’t want your daughter walking in as Logan fucked another child inside you.

“You have to wait until tonight, Lo. I have to make strawberry jam with Holly,” you chuckled as you went to the living room to prepare your daughter for the activity. Logan squeezed and slapped your ass as you gave him one more kiss. “Can’t wait for tonight, bub,” Logan smirked as he saw you carrying Holly. He looked forward to seeing you carrying his child again in a few months.

eudaimaniacs - 2024

[yuiiiriii]

megumi is head over heels for you. Maybe even obsessed but he’d never admit it.

There was only one problem.

You both were friends because he was too much of a coward to tell you how he felt. He told himself many times that it was okay. If you could still drag him everywhere with you, if he could still come over and do your skincare routine.

Then it was ok.

But he was selfish.

Oh how he wanted to hold you, kiss you, he couldn’t help the jealousy that filled him when another guy treated you terribly.

Megumi was never subtle with his feelings but you’re oblivious. When he’d take you out to get your favorite treats, your to busy stuffing your face that he swiftly swiped your hair out of your face, holding it with an amused smile on his face. The way he ‘complains’ about you not bringing a sweater when you said that you wouldn’t get cold. But he thinks it looks better on you anyways and now you’re happy, that pretty smile on your lips. But it’s so painfully obvious because Megumi is only soft with you.

“Come on Megumi!” Yuuji yells, throwing his arms around his shoulder. Megumi slumps, rolling his eyes.

“Don’t call me that.” Nobara eyebrows raise, digging her shoulder into his side.

“Why? Only your ethereal best friend can call you that?”

Megumi wants to smile because he’s always happy when you’re mentioned or around. But he bites it back and pouts instead. He sucks his teeth as the two continue to pester him.

He lets out a sigh when he enters your room.

“Megs!” You light up and that warm smile etches back on his face.

“Hey.” He caresses your hair when you hug him.

“Come! Sit!” You pat your bed and he obliges. You begin rambling about the new skincare products you wanted to try with him.

“I got you something.” His words cut you off.

“Huh? Me?” You blink and he laughs.

“Yes you.” He pulls a small box from his pocket.

“You’ve been saying you wanted one…so I got you one.” He opens the box and your eyes twinkle, much like the diamond on the necklace.

“Megumi.” You breathe out, holding it so softly in the palms of your hands.

“Thank you.” You quip, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.

It wasn’t the first time and Megumi hopes it isn’t the last.

“Put it on me!” You say giddily, turning around. He gently rests it in your neck, clasping it. You face him, playing with it.

“Does it look pretty?” You smile at him but he’s already looking at you, never flickering to the necklace.

“Very pretty.” He says so softly.

“So are we gonna try those products?” He tilts his head and you clasp your hands.

“Right! Come on!”

Megumi enjoys his time with you like it might be his last. He cherishes every look you give him, every word you say. He holds onto everything. He’s sat on your bed once again, as you rummage through your bag. Your hands engulf his face.

“I was gonna put a lip mask but they don’t even look dry. You have pretty lips ‘gumi.” You say staring without a shame and his heart races.

“I do?”

You hum.

“But I don’t so you need to apply some on me.” He laughs as you close your eyes, scooting closer to him.

He holds your chin between his fingers, letting the cream lather on your lips. You can feel his breath inches away from you, making your stomach do backflips. Your eyes flutter open and he blinks at you. He gulps, focusing back on your lips. However your eyes stay open, engraving his features into your memory.

“You’re very pretty Megumi.” He tries to fight the blush that covers his face.

“Pretty?” He glances at you.

“Fine. Handsome.” You cheekily say and he shakes his head in amusement.

He swipes his thumb over the bottom of your lip, cleaning it up. He holds your chin, his thumb gliding across your skin. Your big eyes blink up at him and he can’t find it in himself to hold back any longer. As soon as his lips meet yours, you deepen it, almost as if you’ve been waiting for this exact moment.

News flash, you were.

Megumi loses himself in you, the way your lips feel, your hands coming up to brush at the nape of his neck, your scent. When you pull away you break into a smile.

“My lips were kinda chapped.” He jokes, the product on his lips as well. You laugh and he does too.

“So…” You drag on and he laughs.

“Come over here you idiot.” He says as he pulls you onto his lap, kissing you once again.

Finally his problem was solved.

© yuiiiriii

[mayasaurusss]

hey how are you? could you write jinx x reader? something like jinx taking the reader's virginity. thanks ❤️🫰🏻

My favorite piltie

A/N: Hello! I am okay anon, thanks for asking! Just a bit sad that tomorrow Arcane will end😭.

I want to make it clear that I tried to do this before the next act drops, so I wrote it in two days and some things might not be very good, but I hope you will enojiy it nonetheless!!

Contains: female reader, detailed description of a wound, smut. All characters are 20+ years.

2,8 K/4 pages

When Jinx came knocking at your door tonight, you didn't think you'd end up in this position: her hands gripping at the skin of your chest and with her head buried in it.

The beginning of your night had kicked off with a strange twist when you heard a knock on your fifth floor appartment's window. You gulped down your fear and with a fast beating heart, looked past the window's glass to see a crouching figure with bright pink eyes staring at you. Any other occasion and you would have died on the spot, but you knew who she was. As soon as you opened the window, the figure let herself in, crawling out of the darkness and into the light of your room. "You are so nice letting me in, piltie" she said, and you don't miss the venom laced in the last word she spoke. "Your people aren't really known to be kind" her long fingers mess with the many little trinkets displayed on your shelves, checking their mechanisms and turning their gears.

"What do you want, Jinx?" you can feel a tingling sense of anger inside your skull at her continuous teasings.

You still remember the first time you had seen her, running from enforcers and covering her wounded shoulder.

You knew how ruthless they could be, especially since Miss Kirramman had taken control over the city. In a strange turn of events, you had found her curled up in one of Piltover's abandoned alleys and brought her with you to your home, taking care of her for the next few days until you found your window open and the blue haired criminal nowhere to be seen. During that time, you grew fond of her and were sad when she disappeared. Some weeks had passed and your life continued to flow normally, until she showed up at your door again. You were actually kind of amazed by the fact that she managed to sneak inside the appartment's building without being noticed, but after the third time, when someone called the enforcers on her, she had begun to climb on the building's exterior and knock at your window instead.

"Oh nothing, just wanted to pay a visit to my favorite piltie" she falls back on your bed, sizing you up from head to toe with that smirk of hers that makes your heart beat faster. "That's all?" the mattress dips under your weight as you sit next to her, always keeping your eyes on hers. "Mhmm, maybe" she fishes something from a bag -one you've just noticed- and shakes it: a small glass globe filled with water and fake flakes of snow. The tallest buildings of Piltover reflect the warm lights of your room, making the city of progress look ethereal under the glass. But it wasn't the shiny buildings or the snowflakes that got your attention, but a small name made with metal and gear parts glued to the bottom of the globe. "No way...is this a real Valdiani?!" the shock in your voice makes Jinx's heart flutter, something that she has never experienced before.

She lets out a proud snuff of air from her nose, pushing her chest outwards, "Consider it a gift for my fav- shit!" the sudden swear catches your attention and you look over to see Jinx doubled over. "Jinx! What is going on?!" It's faint, but you can see her hands wrapped tightly around her left side, traces of blood seeping from between her fingers. "Oh shit! Jinx what happened?" she lets out a breathless chuckle, her skin suddenly far paler than normally. "Hah, just some gift the bluebellies have given me" she sucks in a breath when you move her hands, biting a scream away. A deep wound runs along her side, pus forming where her skin had been pulled back from the slash, bleeding red on your covers. You run outside of your room and collect gauze, antiseptic, healing creme and a glass of water.

"Here, bite this" you hand her an old cloth, which she promptly places in between her teeth. "Ready?" she nods, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. The heat of your hand is the only thing that brings her comfort. She isn't ready though when you pour the liquid over her wound: it feels like billions of needles stinging and burning her flesh, making her want to vomit.

"There there, it's over..." you quickly dry her skin and massage the healing cream on her, finally finishing when you cover her stomach with the gauze. She releases a huff of relief, mindlessly tangling her fingers with yours. When the pain subsides, she realizes how close the two of you are. You on your knees, her panting and sweating, how close you are to her and how fast her heart is beating. It would take a second, just a second for her to reach for your lips and melt into you...

"Uh... I- uh, just-, what happened?" you try to not sound too shy but your voice gives your feelings away. "I..." Jinx's throat bobs and it seems that she'd rather curl herself up like a hedgehog than admitting whatever she did. "You know, the usual. Went on a walk, stormed a shop, stole some things, got the enforcers called on me and..." she gestures towards her side, "...this happened".

Jinx isn't clear with her words, but something about the blush on her skin hints at the fact that there may be something else underneath her facade. You might try at least, right? Reaching for the glass globe, you twirl it in your hands, watching the snowflakes fall on Piltover. "Jinx...did you get chased after stealing this?", she doesn't answer, but her shy silence is enough for you.

"Why? Why do this for me?" she pouts her lips before answering, still held back by some sort of pride. "W-what can I say? Anything for my favorite piltie...".

A heavy silence fills the room, of the kind that is difficult to bear.

You can't believe it. You just can't believe that she'd be so reckless, so stupid! It's difficult to bite your anger back, but you do so, and instead of crying or screaming or scolding her, like Jinx thought you were going to do, you just hug her tightly against your chest. Your grip is so strong against her that she feels like she'll choke on it.

But you are so warm in comparison to her body, so, so warm. For the first time in a while, after Silco's death, after Vi's betrayal, after everything went to shit, she feels like she can breathe. And so she does, inhaling your scent in between, tasting it on her tongue. When you pull back, Jinx's eyelids are heavy with want, her mouth slightly open and her skin red.

It takes a second for her lips to push against yours, for her hands to come up and grab your face and pull you down towards her. The kiss is surprisingly tender for it to be Jinx's: you expected teeth and tongue, not pecks and soft touches. The way she sighs and runs her hands on your chest has you keening for her. "Jinx..." a small line of spit connects your lips, and before you can say anything else, she wipes it off on your bottom lip and sighs, "You know what piltie? I think I deserve something too".

Blinking at her a couple of times, she groans at your naivety and continues while taking your cheeks in her hand. "It has been a hard day for me: running from enforcers, bleeding all the way here... I think I deserve a gift too".

And that's where you are now, naked from the waist up with Jinx on your lap, diligently taking what's hers. The way her tongue teases your nipple is something to die for. It seems all her softness has died with the kiss you shared before, now tugging and biting every part of you. You gasp as she bites your nipple, leaving the indents of her teeth on the delicate skin.

"If I knew I could see you all shy and fidgety-" she tugs your left nipple with her long fingers, smiling cruelly when tearing a gasp from you, "...I would have done this earlier". Her lips leave your right nipple, spit chilling the skin, before she teases both of them with the point of her fingernails, moving and tickling them.

Jinx lets out one of those cruel laughs of hers before diving right back on your nipple, giving it one last kiss and moving towards your stomach. She kisses and strokes every one of your scars, every mole or freckle, every inch of skin, until she comes across the hem of your pants. "N-No wait, Jinx..." you place your hand on her forehead, strands of blue hair falling in between your fingers. She halts immediatley at your discomforted voice, billions of little alarms going off in her head and an attentive yet scared look in her eyes. "What is it?".

"I... I have to tell you something" and with that, her heart beats faster and faster and that obnoxious voice inside her head speaks; 'You've hurt her' and 'Look at what you've done' and 'Did you really think she would genuinely like you?'. But your voice is stronger than theirs. "Hey? Is everything alright? We don't have to do this" in the meantime, your hand cups her cheek, thumb stroking at the pale skin. "Yeah I- I am okay. And I want to" her own fingers close in on you and she takes a moment to breathe. Your own warmth is one of the only things that can make her calm. When the voices blur away and only you and her are left, she opens her eyes again, your reflection sharp inside their pink. "What do you have to tell me?" now it was your time to take a breath, because knowing Jinx, she could have two reactions over your news: making fun of you or absolutely losing her shit. "I... I am a virgin".

She takes a moment to process the information and then lets out a wheezing laugh, making blood rise quickly to your face. "That's it?! I thought I accidentally hurt you or something!". The only thing you can do at this point is pout and look away offended. "Oh come on toots" her hands take a hold of your face before turning you to her, who is smiling softly and with tenderness. "I am just kidding. Don't be so moody. And besides..." she captures your lips, biting and licking and sucking until they darken, leaving a faint trace of blood where her teeth were, "...It's so fucking hot".

The descent to get to her prize is tedious and long, but Jinx can't help but want to savor each one of its steps. Her fingers finally hook on the hem of your pants and pull down, revealing your naked thighs to her; the only thing stopping her from claiming her prize is the fabric of your underwear. "Wait a second..." despite how cute you look to her, Jinx rolls her eyes at yet another one of your attempts to stop her. "What, toots? You don't want me to fuck you?" your eyes widen when she so bluntly says that, without an ounce of embarrassment on her face, but continue. "What?! N-no I want to....it's just that..." you eye Jinx's position on the floor. "The wound might be painful if you crouch... I don't want you to hurt yourself".

"So, what do you want me to do?". You look back between Jinx and the plush, comfortable bed, a lightbulb popping off on your head. "Lie on the bed", you say, making Jinx blink a few times before processing and understanding your intentions. "Ohh, I didn't take you for the kinky type, toots". She crawls over the bed, making sure to look as alluring as possible, then lies down with her head pressed on one of your pillows. "There. Do you like this more?" the way that she's so smug about it, with that stupid smirk of hers, makes you want to choke her to death.

"Shut the fuck up", you follow her, placing yourself on each side of her head, feeling her hands rise on your tighs to curl on the soft fabric she so wishes were to disappear. "Hmhm, alright" she eyes the patch of cloth that has begun to show a wet stain, images of what she is going to do to you already flashing in her mind. But this position prevents her from sliding them off without you having to move away from her, and she'd rather keep you and your pussy here. "You know, as much as I love how cute you look with these..." you only have a brief moment to see a malicious glint in her eyes, before she tears your underwear apart, leaving you naked in front of her "I'd much rather have you bare". "Jinx! I just told you to shut up!" it doesn't help that she doesn't mind you and whistles loudly, making you feel more and more embarrassed. "And I -shut up!-. And-and those were expensive! Do you know how-!" but all your words die in your throat when she, with a strength you didn't know she had, pulls you flat against her mouth.

She licks your clit like a starved woman, like it will be the last meal she'll ever have. She doesn't dive right in your pussy, instead takes her sweet time to torture you, making you wish she'd just fuck you already. "Jinx...please, I-" she opens her eyes to see you above her, naked and panting with pleasure, something she only ever dreamt of seeing.

She can't say no to her favorite piltie. Her cold hands grab your ass, propping you up in a new angle on her face so you can't move, but she can do everything she wants to. She spends the next minutes milking your pleasure out of you, before pushing one finger slowly inside of you. You gasp in pain at first, a small trickle of blood wetting your skin and her fingers, and after a few minutes, feeling need arise from the depths of your guts. Jinx's eyes widen when she first feels you move atop her fingers, riding them messily; and she already has a new idea. "No, none of that toots" with her left hand, she yanks your hips down on her fingers, preventing you from moving further. Her next words feel like ice cold water on naked skin; "I won't make you cum if you do it again" and as if that wasn't bad enough, she emphasizes her point with a trust of her fingers. "You will be a good girl, won't you?".

"Yes, yes, yes I will be a good girl..." her smile is all you see before she disappears underneath your thighs. As soon as you get used to the alien feeling of her fingers inside of you, her pace is unrelenting; fast and hard, torturing your clit with her lips. She takes your hips and places your slit directly onto her tongue, forcing you to grind down on it. When you start to wheeze from her touches, she decides to move onto the next phase of her plan. "Hey baby, get up a sec" you would rather keep on grinding on her tongue, but comply anyway. You get up, putting ditance between your slit and her mouth, but while you do, she directly shoves in her fingers, making your legs almost give out. With her other hand she pushes you until your ass is flat against her lap. "Come on, bounce" you don't let her repeat herself twice, already fucking yourself on her fingers at the best of your abilities. What she's seeing is far better than anything she could have ever dreamt of: her favorite piltie bouncing up and down her fingers, eyes heavy and panting above her. And your movements on her own crotch only make her feel more and more euphoric. Oh, if only she could feel you... When she curls her finger on that spot that has you keening, you finally come undone; finger intertwined, billions of stars exploding beneath your eyelids and electricity coursing through your veins. You collapse on her, skin against skin, puffing and gasping for each breath. Your whines reach Jinx's ears and right now, she wants nothing more than to tear orgasms upon orgasms from you, but she'll have to wait.

You roll over, taking a place near her on the bed, shivering from the intensity of your first time. And when Jinx, with a horrifyingly both sweet and sadistic smile turns to you, excitement clear on her face, your pussy clenches around nothing and your blood turns to ice. "So, wanna go again?"

[kingkatsuki]

— baby fever

Bakugou sees you cradling Kirishima’s newborn in your arms, and thinks it wouldn’t be so bad to have a baby of your own.

Warnings: 18+, not proofread, breeding, unprotected sex, public sex, car sex, dirty talk, one use of the word daddy, creampie.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Word Count: 2.1k.

“Come and hold him, Kats.” You tried to beckon your husband in from the kitchen, looking up at him with a twinkle in your eyes.

Kirishima’s newborn was bundled in your arms as you sat on his living room couch. It was your first visit since being in the hospital for the birth, noticing the soft glow his wife had as she sat beside you. A warm mug of tea in her hands as you looked down at the baby with awe and adoration.

“Maybe later,” Bakugou replied from his position as he gave you a small smile.

Despite the years you’d spent with Bakugou, you’d never really discussed kids. Perfectly content with the life you’d created together. But as your friends grew older, they began to settle down in to happy families and it had you longing for a family of your own with your partner.

Lingering in the doorway of the kitchen gave Bakugou the perfect view of you on the couch cradling Kirishima’s newborn. The small bundle looked tiny compared to you, stroking your knuckle against a soft cheek as you cooed down at the baby.

“So when’s it your turn, bro?” Kirishima grinned at his best friend as he handed him a beer from the fridge, breaking Bakugou out of his stupor as he twisted the cap off the bottle.

“Nah,” He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, “We ain’t discussed kids.”

“Maybe you should, man,” Kirishima nodded towards you, “It suits her.”

His best friend was right. There was almost an ethereal glow radiating from you as he watched you across the room. Picturing how you’d look cradling a bundle of joy of your own, a child that you’d both created together. Thinking about how pretty you’d look all round and plump with his child as you brought a new life into the world.

Bakugou felt like a pervert as the thought had his cock stirring between his thighs. The thought of watching your body grow because of him had a desperate ache of desire burning molten lava inside him, claiming you as his and showing everyone once and for all who you belonged to.

“Talk to her about it, man.” Kirishima clinked his beer bottle against Bakugou’s with a grin, “You never know.”

“Are you okay?” You hummed, taking his hand in your own as you walked back to the car, “You hardly said a word in there. I know you don’t like kids, but—”

“Is that what you think?” Bakugou turned to face you.

“I mean you’ve never mentioned them before,” You smiled softly, “I know you love the little fans that adore Dynamight but we’ve never really talked about kids ourselves have we?”

“Would it be so bad?” Bakugou chewed on his bottom lip, his hand tightening around yours.

“What?” You tilted your head in confusion.

“If we had kids, would it be so bad?” Bakugou mumbled, “I could give up more missions and patrols, work from home. My sidekicks can handle a lot of shit if I’m out more often—”

“Katsuki,” You grinned, reaching your arms up to wrap around his broad shoulders as you cut him off, “I’d love to have kids with you.”

Bakugou placed his hands on your hips, fingertips digging into the soft skin as he held you close. Pressing you against the front door of his car as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to your lips, “You know you’d look so fuckin’ hot carrying our child.”

“Yeah?” You teased, playing with the buzzed hair at the back of his neck, “What’s brought all this on?”

“Seeing you with Kiri’s kid? The little baby in your arms— you’d make such a good mother, and I want to experience that with you.”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while actually,” You smiled, leaning up to press a glossy kiss to his jaw, “You’d be such an amazing dad, Katsuki. Kids adore you.”

“Tch, you been thinkin’ about it and didn’t tell me?”

“I didn’t want to get in the way of your dreams or your career,” You shook your head, “Being with you is enough, we have such a good life- but I’d love to have kids with you.”

“Kids plural?” Bakugou grinned, nosing your cheek, “We better get started then, huh?”

“What, right now?” You laughed, “You better drive fast then.”

“Who said anything about drivin’?” Bakugou shook his head as he rut his hips forward, feeling the bulge in his jeans press against your tummy as you gasped in surprise.

“Katsuki—”

“What?” He scoffed, “It ain’t my fuckin’ fault you’d make such a hot mama.”

Bakugou opened the back door of his car as he walked you towards the seat, “Wait— here?”

“It was either here, or Kiri’s bathroom and we both know you can’t keep quiet for shit,” Bakugou grins,

“That’s not my fault,” You squealed as he pushed you down onto the seat, closing the door behind him as he clambered on top of you.

“I can’t wait any longer,” Bakugou groaned, already unbuckling his belt as he let it hang loose through the loops in his jeans, “I gotta fuck a baby into you, sweetheart.”

“What if someone sees—” You were cut off with Bakugou’s lips against yours in a hot and heavy kiss, his palms groping your chest as he pressed his bulge against you. Feeling the hardness graze your clit only separated by thin layers of fabric.

“Let them watch me stuff you full of cum,” He groaned.

You could feel his desperation as he bunched your skirt up around your hips, pawing at the hem of your panties as he pulled them down your thighs. Using them to push your legs up as he pinned them to your chest, your pretty heels still buckled against your feet as he positioned himself between your plush thighs.

“Oh fuck, Katsuki.” You groaned, feeling him lean his body weight against you as he fisted his cock. Guiding the leaky tip between your messy folds as he blindly searched for your tight entrance.

“I’ll make you cum on my tongue when we get home sweetheart, but I gotta fuckin’ have you now.”

The confines of the back of his car made it difficult to move as the tip caught against your hole before sliding along your folds to nudge your clit, repositioning himself to try again as he pushed forward with more urgency. Watching your lips part in a silent moan as he stole the air from your lungs, pressing into you inch by excruciating inch.

“Oh my god, Kats—” You scrambled to find purchase as your hands gripped his arms on either side of you, the new position had him deeper inside you as you felt every vein of his cock moulding to your slick heat.

“Want me to fuck a baby into you, huh?” He rasped, stilling inside you for a moment to adjust as he felt his balls tighten from the sensation. The pent up desire inside him almost too much as he felt you clamp down around him.

“Please,” You mewled, trying desperately to get him to move as he leaned down to press a lingering kiss to your lips.

“Fuck, sweetheart.” Bakugou choked out as he began a rough pace, his heavy balls slapping against the swell of your ass as he hunched over you.

Rough hands reaching out to massage your bouncing breasts as he pulled at your dress, pawing them in large hands as his cock twitched inside you.

“Can’t wait for these to get bigger,” He grunted, reaching beneath the fabric to pinch at your nipples, “They’re gonna have the fuckin’ life sucking those all damn day.”

“Kats.” You writhed beneath him as he kept his steady pace, crimson eyes searing into you as he gave you another chaste kiss.

“I can barely keep my hands off you as it is, imagine when you’re carrying my kid.” He groaned, his lips parted in a constant moan as he felt your walls clamp down around him at his words, “Make you all nice and round with my spunk.”

“Oh shit,” You trembled beneath him as your hands slipped under the bottom of his shirt, raking your nails along his back as he kept pistoning his hips into you.

The windows were beginning to fog as the air inside the vehicle became hot and heavy, almost suffocating as he continued his ruthless pace.

“You’d look so fuckin’ perfect carrying my child.” Bakugou rambled, feeling his cock twitch as he neared his release. The pent up desire that was building inside him ensured he wouldn’t maintain the usual stamina right now, the insatiable urge to fill you with his seed was all too much as he sought his release, “You’d be the hottest fuckin’ mama.”

“Shit,” You whined, feeling your walls begin to tremble around him as you felt yourself swiftly approaching your climax.

Bakugou could feel the way your walls were clenching around him as his hand dipped between your connected bodies, the calloused pad of his thumb rubbing messy circles against your puffy clit as he felt you on the cusp of your release.

“Come on, sweetheart,” He taunted, “Cum for me so I can fill you up, yeah?”

White spots began to blank your vision as you felt your orgasm crash down on you in harsh waves, your thighs shaking as you cried out his name. Your walls clamping down around his thick cock as he worked you through your release, desperately trying to milk him of his own.

“That’s it,” He cooed, “That’s my good girl.”

“Please, Katsuki,” You mewled, your toes curling as you basked in the bliss of your climax, “I want it so bad, please cum inside me.”

“Yeah? You want me to fill you up?” He groaned, “Fuck you over and over until you’re dripping with my cum?”

“Fuck—” You gasped, the sultry tone of his voice becoming far too much, “Please, daddy.”

“Oh, fuck- shit,” Bakugou gasped as the name caught him by surprise. His hips stuttering as his pace faltered, choking back a desperate groan until he was dangerously close to the edge, “You want daddy to stuff you full? Breed this little pussy until you’re round and full of my seed? So everyone knows who you belong to—”

“Oh, God. Please, Katsuki. Make me take it all, fuck—”

“You ready, sweetheart? Fuckin’ take it.” He grunted, his balls tightening as he pumped rope after rope of hot cum inside your eager cunt. Your walls clamping down around him as you milked him of his release, “Just like that, that’s it— good girl.”

You stroked your fingers through his sweaty hair as he leaned his forehead to yours to relax his breathing as you both came down from your highs. His warm lips peppering kisses against your face as your walls continued to spasm around his softening cock. Keeping you plugged full of his release for a little longer as he regained his breath.

“I hope Kiri didn’t see,” You pouted as you were thankful for the steamy windows, even if it did make your actions far more obvious, “I can’t believe we fucked outside his house.”

“Hey, inside his bathroom would’ve been worse,” Bakugou scoffed, “You’re so fuckin’ noisy.”

“That’s not my fault,” You attempted to glare at him as you furrowed your brows. Causing Bakugou to lean down and kiss you on the scrunch between your nose with a grin, “You’re the one that practically jumped me.”

“Then you shouldn’t look like such a hot mama,” Bakugou deadpanned, finally pulling out of your quivering walls as he watched strings of your combined slick break off and stick to your skin uncomfortably, “You stay there and I’ll drive us home, yeah?”

“I can’t stay like this on the drive home,” You whined when Bakugou buckled his pants with a grin, opening the back door to make his way into the drivers seat.

“Yeah you can, sweetheart,” He laughed, “It’ll take better in that position.”

You pulled your panties back up your thighs as Bakugou watched shamelessly, his crimson eyes focused on where his release was now drooling out of your quivering walls.

“I’m not letting you drive me home like this,” You pouted as you climbed out of the back seat on shaky legs, clinging to Bakugou’s arms as he helped to guide you into the passengers side. Allowing some welcome air into the steamy car as the windows began to defog, your hands already reaching for the aircon even though the car wasn’t turned on yet.

“Have it your way,” He shrugged with a cocky smirk on his face, “I’ll just fuck more into you when we get home anyway.”

[court-jobi]

Hi! What are headcannons for izuku and wife reader in bed?

Oooo more headcanons for anon, comin' right up~ 18+ only, babes-- SFW here if you fancy!

A/N: Y'all are sending me the most darling asks! Due to board meetings and theatre prep I'm still working through this week's requests, on top of some long-awaited fics I can't wait to share... but I have a three day weekend ahead of me! thank you so much for all the inspo! keep em coming if there's something special you'd like to see~

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Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!reader

SPICY MARRIED HEADCANONS!

Your Izuku is a fairly traditional man who's set on claiming you as a life partner first before getting fully intimate with you. The very night you proposed to one another ((#whenaskingfeelsright)) tested that restraint out of pure excitement for the future with you. His chest could have burst-- but also settled with such deep love, he's truly never slept better.

His mind might have rushed a million miles an hour with plans of your life together at the tip of his tongue, but the amorous dial was tuned down only by his lightning-sure concern for the concussion you were nursing that night... You wanted more from him, through lingering hands trying to draw him close and coax him into the bath with you...

"I don' think that's smart right now, love," Izuku purred down to you over the edge of the bathtub he drew for you, "want it as I might. I think we need to keep you nice and relaxed and calm while you recover for a bit. Is that ok?" "I am calm," you mumbled against his neck, laying a little kiss there. "I am relaxed. N'so are you. Yer so r'laxing." "M'sorry, baby, but I have to take care of you. All of you- including this big brain of yours," Izuku kissed it for good measure. "But believe me.. I want nothing more than for my beautiful wife-to-be to feel better enough to show her how much I wanna love on her..."

And love on you he can. Well.

It's not that you haven't tested the waters together. The day your makeouts turned heated -when you'd started grinding atop his thigh in a shallow attempt to get off, he'd been so flustered. It's clear from that early interaction; Izuku hadn't had a wealth of experience till you dated.

But once he realized he could bring these sounds out of you, make you melt into him, by his hand alone...

"Like... J-just touching you? That- this feels good? Yeah.. y-yeah, I can do that.. Tell me what feels good, love. Tell me just like this, m'listening.."

VERY vocal- very, very vocal. Not necessarily in volume, but in range. Izuku's voice flips at every little sensation, often. Every little graze of his cock will have him squirming in his seat. You can barely brush a hand or blow a quick rush of air along his tummy, and he will shudder involuntarily. He'd be so flighty and hyper aware of it at first-- at least until you assure him you're addicted to the sounds he makes, and that you love knowing how real those sounds are, hearing him moan with his whole chest- all for you.

Wanted low to no lights on at first... then you tried setting some mood with some smokey blue or purple ambient light, letting it bathe you both in just a bit of hue. Turns out, Izuku loved the change instead of cowering for the lightswitch: not simply for how ethereal it made you look, but how his insecurities just melted away in the light. Turns out, he was pinpointing every single one of his scars with cruel precision; and that's not how you view him at all. You helped him see light was nothing to fear-- he just needed the right filter of your love to let him see himself better.

And when you finally were gifted that private night all to yourselves after your getaway drive from the excitable venue space

-when you were settling onto your knees on the wedding suite's bed with exploring hands and barely any clothes

-when you asked Izuku ever so gently if he wanted to go to sleep or go to bed, he learned just how much he'd been missing out on:

You mean he can run his hands all the way up and down your bare back? He can scoop you up into his arms and just play with your tits? He can kiss every inch of you with nothing in the way-- and you LET him? He only ever wanted this with you, and has his dream fulfilled.

Loves anything praise. Whispering into his ear, raking through his hair with loving hands, pulling when you want him to look at you. He'll praise you endlessly too, especially when he's particularly lovesick for you.

"you're so warm... I've never felt this warm in my life. Oh God, mmmmmng, ugh y're just perfect, mmmmmng baby, b-babybslowdownicantbreathe NNNNG!!"

Izuku is gone over you. Slotting himself against you and shoving himself into the heat of you is a homecoming for him. He'll push and thrust with every breath he can manage, lost in every sensation while begging for more, begging for praise, begging for your touch like it's life-giving. Missionary is his die-hard favorite, but Lotus a very close second- for the views alone.

Morning sex? Izuku is down. Post-brunch playtime? Izuku is already having his 'second breakfast'. Naptime cuddles turn a bit more on the frisky side? Guess who's fault that is. Jumping to dessert before dinner? Guess who again. Izuku Midoriya holds no set 'spicy hours'; whatever his wife wants, his wife gets.

(personal take) but I'd think with how hard that man works, how much thought he puts into everything he does, how he ties such a great deal of his personal commitment and worth into his pursuits... it would be extremely hard to get Izuku out of 'work mode' and into a spicy headspace very easily.

He can't get turned on with just a single look at you. You're a sight for sore eyes at the end of the day- no doubt in mind about that! But he's gonna take some TLC before he's ready to jump into bed.

But give him a backrub, a hand massage, or the space to vent out all his leftover feelings and frustrations. Izuku will feel free, once it's all off his chest... then he'll look to you expectantly, ready and waiting for some beloved cockwarming. His chin will lift, some bidden tears may form at his lash line, and he'll look to you to relieve the rest.

"M'head's too full, honey. C'you make it stop? Please..?" "I just want you. Just want you." "Don' wanna talk about it anymore. Day's done. But this-- this, I want. This, I can do. I-I can be... I can be 'me' here.. right? You still love me like this?" "No one can settle me like you, sweet girl. Nothing comes close, feeling like this. Oh baby, please-- please can I have you? I'll be so gentle, I promise, please?"

When you're away for work (after your intimate life has been established), he truly thinks he's sore outta luck whenever he can't be with you in person... but you have other ideas to the first time you call him after the first four-day stretch of radio silence due to top-secret meetings... when he stretches while getting up from his seat and moans over the phone by accident...

"Careful how much noise you're making, sweetie," you have to tease him- just a little, "that does things to a girl."

"W-what?!"

"You heard me."

He's buffering. Chucking low, which only makes it worse.

"I do miss you," he offers shyly.

"I miss you too," you answer wistfully. "So much, my love."

"What have you got left? Two weeks?"

"Three, hun."

He hums a little agitated again, and you re-settle in your seat,

"'Zuku, what'd I just say?"

He's laughing incredulously now.

"Aw c'mon, you're turned on just hearing me stretch? I can't even complain how much I miss you?!"

"Nope. Not allowed.. unless you're trying to start somethin'~ "

He's quiet for a beat- off his guard. Izuku is scared to say something else, bc the soft noise in his throat is beating at him to come out. Had you been in front of him, you might have been able to see that shift.

"Cat got your tongue?"

"Goodness, you're trouble..."

"You miss having trouble around~"

This makes him sigh, knowing all to well. "You know I do..."

"How much, teach?"

The formal petname both alarms and pleases him, you're sure about that. It's the first affectionate nickname you'd called him... but knowing he'd have to face his class of twenty with a straight face, the fact that you're sighing that title now gives him thoughts. Dirty thoughts.

"Don't call me that..."

"Awww why not?"

"Because my students call me that! And I have to be there in an hour and run them through evac drills today, and they're gonna be callin' after me, nonstop.."

"mmm so you're busy?"

...it's a trap... But Izuku falls straight into it.

You see it now, 13 hours away: Izuku, testing the accuracy of the clock on the wall with the one on his watch. Izuku ,sliding his morning coffee back onto the counter. Izuku, with the glow of morning sun still climbing through your windows in the front room, walking to make himself comfortable, calculating the riskiest wager and clearing his voice from away from the speakerphone.

You're rewarded for your soft voice that drips with desire; he's sat in his oversized papasan chair you two normally double up in for a nap- you can hear the creaks from the receiver, where he takes a knee before turning into it, already sinking his hand onto his partially unzipped fly.

He'll talk about anything and everything relating to you in order to make these next three weeks fly by faster. Anything to get you on a plane back home. Anything to get you back in bed.

"Not too busy for my pretty girl."

[reshinless]

Uh hi! can i request a kinch x fem!reader fluff in a secret relationship u can add in a little spice if you'd like

NSFW content under the cut.

its not that he wants to keep you secret, but rather to keep you safe. he knows how wild people who admire him can get (harassing you, etc.) so he hides you as much as he can go keep you unharmed.

he never even told mualani, bit she did notice how he was being more careful about what he said.

"you.. probably have some super secret operation don't you?!" she points, accusation out and against kinich on the table. "...you couldn't be more wrong."

the way she found out about you though is barging in on you to making out.

you and her were pretty close you'd say, not that you both were enemies or anything. the reason you met kinich is because of her, but she never expected you both were already together.

"so.. you both.. like each other?? like.. like like?" "yeah." outside you both were barely seen this cuddly, his arm around your shoulder, his head on yours as you snuggled in further- eughhh!! mualani was about to explode from singleness.

but nowadays, mualani would ask you both to hangout, but then ditch it and say 'oh no!! guess you both just have to hangout *wink wink*'

not that you disliked it, people were starting to suspect it, so you both agreed on spending a bit of time apart. just for a few days. but kinich could barely last another second watching some other guy try and flirt with you, didn't he notice the promise rings you both distinctly matched?

he suddenly pulled you aside, making sure you're okay. he could care less about how romantic it had looked like to others- he couldn't handle just standing there as a guy is about to harass you.

he knows you don't even like the guy, as if he was your type. but who wouldn't be jealous, so many men trying to go after you, you already have the best boyfriend ever (him).

it was hard being away from you for three days. three days!!

he wouldn't say he was possessive. just making sure his future wife is only his. he wants to be your first, and last. not that you'd ever break up. keeping the relationship between you two strong for about.. eleven months! :))

"hhaah.. feel nice baby?" his cock felt like a spear inside your hole. not to mention his merciless thrusts into the warmness of your pussy.

"y'like that, don' cha princess? fffuck you feel nice." he was definitely more social in private, compared to being in public eye all the time.

he groaned as you took him so well, your head cuddled up in the cushions of the bed, stuck looking up at him and him only. creaking with each powerful pound into your sweet little cunt.

the moonlight that shone through the gaps of the window's curtains made you look ethereal in his eyes, fuck he could do this for days..

your sweet little whines, and incoherent babbles made him harder each time. maybe the lovely marks scattered all over your neck would tell every other guy to fuck off while he fucks you later.

he wouldn't say possessive, but maybe a little obsessed with the way you smiled, you glanced, your words, your scent. maybe too much with your scent. or maybe he liked the way you felt.

your skin was soft in his touch, the way it dipped underneath his fingers. his grasp only got tighter the closer his orgasm started to feel. oh but for you? it might be your fourth!

you knitted your eyebrows, your back arches, lifting you a little upward the further kinich tried to reach into you. he leaned in to feel your lips on his before he'd come inside you.

you moaned and whined in the moment, loving the way kinich felt on your lips (and inside you).

he lands pretty kisses up and down your nape. "mmm.. close?" he hums, looking up at you as he felt you start to scratch at his back again. "hnnghh.. y- yeah.. k- kin I think I'm gonna-" "jus' let go princess, cream on my cock."

the marks were made even clearer, your back ached from arching so much- shit did he come inside you? archons that felt nice! you felt kinich lean into your chest as he finally sighed of relief.

"Mmm.. one more? please?" he mumbled as he rested his cock inside you, his head in the crook of your neck.

"..." "what?" "ARE YOU SERIOUS"

[astrologydayz]

ASTRO SEXOLOGY NOTES🔞 - NATAL CHART2

VENUS/EROS IN PISCES/AT 12, 24° = Pisces degree points 2 someone being sexually attracted 2 "lost souls", they want someone who's willing 2 let them be their saviour✨. They could also hold deep thoughts about being saved by a lover themselves, and the idea of "escaping" 2 their "happily ever after". Sex them up with how artistic/poetic u can be. That shit always works. They need someone who's willing 2 show them a kind heart, while also fulfilling their deepest desires/sexual urges.

VENUS/EROS IN SCORPIO/AT 8, 20° = Scorpio degree points 2 someone wanting a lover that's more sexually charged in private, and someone who's willing 2 give up their "thought patterns", as they can be a little "obsessive" with wanting to know everything, or them investigating when they feel the other persons sexual attraction "dying down a little bit"🧯🔥. These people can easily find your weak spots, so they won't disappoint. They need someone who's willing2 give them their soul, as they do the same💀😍.

VENUS/EROS IN LEO/AT 5, 17, 29° = Leo degree points 2 wanting 2 be praised all the time, and a need 2 praise, if the other person does good🐕. They want someone who worships them, puts them on a pedestal👑. They need someone who knows that they're not 2nd place, but always 1st place. They put passion, & sexual attraction/admiration at the top of the list, of things they NEED, 2want to get sexual with somebody. They need platonic, romantic, &sexual flirting from people all around, 2 get that "confidence in", people telling them how fine they look/how sexy they are🌟🌟.

Moira asteroid (638) conjunct 5th house can show fated romances/affairs throughout life, or with one special person💜.

A MAN’S Venus in Leo/1st house is mostly all about themselves in bed, they want 2 get off first and then maybe, if you're lucky, they'll finish u off2. No hate, I just don't fuck with it 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨.

Black Moon Lilith conjunct Vertex in a MAN’S chart shows that he's meant 2 have fated experiences, that puts him out of the "conventional". Like him dating/seeing younger women&getting shit4it, or him being "thrown" into situations where he has 2 "defend himself", because of the women he's in a sexual relationship/romantic relationship with🙄. These fated connections/experiences is what turns him into who he's supposed 2 be - someone who doesn't give a fuck about anyone else's opinion - BML energy🖕🖕💜.

Medusa asteroid (149) conjunct ASC in a WOMAN’S chart will make herself look "tempting", or "available" in front of a man, but as soon as he looks or tries 2 hit on her, she'll degrade him. "U disgusting man, or "u pig"!! "I didn't look at u, or made any attempt 2 flirt with u, whatsoever"😂.

A MAN WITH Venus, Mars and Saturn in Capricorn = Ultimate dom. They'll make you scream their name over, and over again, & won't stop until he made you cum multiple times. He's REALLY sexually experienced, when he reach his older years, like from 30&up.

Lust asteroid : 4386 conjunct Jupiter = crazy sexual needs. Even if they've had crazy sex all night = they can go again the next day, all day😵‍💫😲🤣🤣 Mars in Virgo/8th house in Virgo in a MAN'S chart typically finds "younger people" 2 be way more sexual attractive, than people at their own age. They're attracted 2 the feeling of "feeling young", while being with a young woman/man❤️. They want someone they can have an insane sexual attraction2, while also being able 2 "teach" the other person a lot in the sexual department. Them wanting young/inexperienced women.

Neptune conjunct Black moon Lilith can make you so damn ethereal. Especially if you got Mars or Venus aspecting it 2. people want 2 rip your clothes off but r afraid 2 even say hi 2 u😭😭😭. Afraid you'll reject/embarrass them.

💜💜💜💜 Look at aspects from Venus (the planet of love&attraction), & Mars (the planet of sex), 2c what u like, & what u need sexually💋.

👅👅👅 Mars in Gemini changes their mind a lot when it comes 2 sex. One day they like 2 dominate, & the next they like 2 be submissive. It really comes down to how they feel on that particular day. &it makes sense. Mars (planet of sex&) in Gemini - Duality. A MAN’S Venus/Mars in Leo wants praises from u. They want 2 hear how good they are, and amazing they are in bed. If u don't, they can get bored of u, and seek somebody else - get their "needs" taken care of by another person👀 👀.

If your 8th house ruler is in your 8th house = sex can be so transformative for u but you'll probably only hookup with a few people throughout your life tho. Only having sex with people you feel a deep soul connection with.

🍆🍆 A MAN'S Mars/Venus/in 11th house in Aquarius is FREAKYYYYY, they'll try anything with their partner. MOSTLY ON VIDEO/cam🙃🙃🙃 PERIOD.

A WOMAN'S Venus in Pisces/8th/12th house is the "I'll do anything I can 2 satisfy your needs, before my own". I love these placements, they want their partner 2 feel all the pleasure and doesn't even think about their own.

Taurus Mercury/Mars LOVES 2 be neck kissed, damn. Just go wild there and they'll go crazy 4 u, I promise 👄👅. MEN with Mars in Taurus/Taurus in 8th house = attracted 2 women that always looks "beautiful", "sexy, but classy", "ocd around looks", "model looking". They want a gorgeous woman, that can "cater" 2 their most sensual needs 🫦💦. Find some whipped cream/ice cream + your tongue&his body = go loca. If he doesn't go crazy, (u probably have the wrong chart😂🤡). Webb asteroid (3041) conjunct/trine/sextile/quintile BML can indicate doing "Web porn", "only fans", "showing yourself off, in a "sexual, provocative way online"🧯💨🔥.

Mars/Venus in Gemini/3rd house loves using toys! But they especially love2 use their hands&fingers!! They can also love oral👅.

REPOST OF SOME OF MY POSTS FROM MY OLD BLOG/SOME NEW COMMENTS

THANKS4READING💘 Appreciate u, always!

[slaytheusurper]

⭑ Name day celebrations ⭑

Masterlist

Pairing: Husband!Aemond x Wife!Sister!Reader x King!Aegon

A/N: Finally I finished this filthy piece, it took me a while because for some reason the entire universe was against me in September BUT it's here! And it's fucking dirty...

Warning: NSFW, +18 MDNI, making out, grinding, humping, handjob (both f and m receiving), oraljob (both f and m receiving), titty sucking, lactation kink, aegond, f and m vaginal sex, m and m anal sex.

Summary: Your name day could only be a big celebration as your brother the king loved you so much. And both him and your husband made it their mission to give you a night to never forget.

Word count: 4.1k

The sound of wine pouring in your cup snapped you out of your thoughts. You thanked the servant who filled it and went back to focusing on how your handmaiden was adjusting your dress. It was possibly the most beautiful dress you had ever worn, green with a golden embroidered dragon on the corset. The dress was Aegon’s request and Helaena had embroidered it for you. Thankfully the dress was adjusted a bit so as not to squeeze your small growing belly, something that both your brothers were quite eager to show off to the realm.

Before you knew it your handmaiden was helping you with your jewellery and headpiece and your ethereal look was finished. The headpiece matched your dress and a green veil was attached on the back of it, making you look even more royal. A knock could be heard on your door and with your permission it opened, revealing your husband, Aemond. You smiled at him through the reflection of the mirror and your handmaiden left to give you some privacy. The second the door closed behind her, Aemond walked up behind you. His hands already reaching for your small belly. 

Even though you were only 4 months, your breasts had swollen and were filling with milk. He smiled as he glanced down over your shoulder, his sharp chin resting on it. You know he will be a proud father. “You look more beautiful every day. I knew you were meant to be a mother.” You couldn’t help but smile at his compliment, he always knew how to make you blush. Of course he couldn’t take his eyes off of your swollen breasts either. Both him and Aegon were obsessed with your tits, always fondling them, sucking on them and worshipping them when you shared the bed. “Stop staring, we have to get to the throne room soon. They’ll be waiting for us.” You said, even though you wanted nothing more than for your brothers to give your breasts some relief. 

“Hm.” Aemond let go of you reluctantly and took your arm to lead you to the festivities. While walking through the halls, Aegon joined at your other side with a grin. “You look amazing my love, pregnancy looks good on you, as does that dress.” He complimented, linking your free arm with his. While still heading for the throne room Aegon leaned closer to your ear and whispered, “I can’t wait to take it off you tonight.” You bit your lip at the thought. Even before you were with child both your brothers could rarely be satiated but now it was impossible. The three of you were almost near the throne room, and guards, people of court and the hand came near. You tried to pull your arm from Aegon to maintain appearances but he would not budge so you stopped in your tracks.

“Aegon- “ You protested but he cut you off before you could even say another word. “I have told you before and will tell you again about how much I don’t give a fuck. I am the king and you are my sister, I will show you affection however I want. And if anyone has a problem with that they will simply meet Sunfyre.” He ranted. You sighed and Aegon started walking again, pulling you and Aemond with him. The grand doors were already opened so that the invited guests could take their seats at the long tables. The three of you stepped inside, the hand, your mother and sister Helaena following you. 

The moment you were announced, clapping hands loudly filled the room, which put a smile on your face. You were known as the more kind but social sister and the smallfolk adored you for it as did the lords and ladies of Westeros. You walked through the throne room up the steps towards the royal table and took your seats. Aegon was of course in the middle, on his right was you and on his left was Helaena. To your right your husband Aemond and to his right your mother Alicent. Next to Helaena was the hand himself, your grandsire. 

And thus the table was almost complete. The first of the big houses were announced, the first one being your own sister and uncle, Rhaenyra and Daemon, with their children. They greeted and congratulated you and took their seats at the royal table. House Velaryon was announced and they too greeted and congratulated you and took their seat at the table right below. And so did the other big houses until the feast could finally begin.

Aegon of course wasted no time in filling his cup, even though he felt calmer with you at his side and his favourite food in front of him, he still felt unease with all the eyes on him. You noticed the big gulp he took of his wine and you placed your hand on his that was resting in his lap, giving him a soft reassuring squeeze. That made him put his wine down, to focus on his food instead. Which was chicken, your favourite too. Aemond just rested his left hand on your belly, like he had ever since it was confirmed you were with child. 

Ever since that night that broke out in a fight two years ago, you made sure that whenever your nephew’s came to visit there would be no pig served. Especially not at your birthday feast. You wanted nothing more than for everyone to be happy and calm. The night went on peacefully, people danced, came up to congratulate you and after some wine Aegon decided to grab your hand and pull you on the dance floor. He never really loved dancing but he loved dancing with you. All the envious eyes on the two of you and in the corner of your eye was your husband with a small smile. You knew he secretly loved it when Aegon made you laugh, so he didn’t mind sharing at all.

However not everyone could share such cheerful spirit, for the hand already had his piercing gaze on the two of you the second Aegon pulled you from the table in the first place. Even though you tried to somewhat keep up appearances the entire realm knew what was going on between the three of you, of course no one dared to speak of it as Aegon is their king and he is the law. Otto Hightower was the only one to dare speak his mind. Multipile times he tried to convince Aegon it was unseemly and sinful to cheat on his wife like that. 

And every time Aegon told him that he didn’t know what he was talking about and that it was treason to accuse his king of such sins. Even your mother had given up and just decided to ignore it. When you went back to your table Otto’s eyes were still on the pair of you but you decided that you didn’t notice it and sat back next to your husband. The remainder of the night was filled with music, food, wine and cheerfulness. On the morrow there was to be a tourney in your name, even your uncle, Daemon was participating. Speaking of uncle’s, your other uncle, Gwayne Hightower, walked up the steps to congratulate you on not only your name day but of course also the babe.

You thanked him and he informed you that he would also be participating in the tourney tomorrow. Immediately you saw Daemon smirk in the corner of your eye and you knew tomorrow would be interesting. He descended the steps again and returned to the Hightower table. Soon more and more people were retiring and Aegon declared the feast over. Aemond took your hand and you noticed Aegon speaking hurriedly to a serving boy who nodded at his question. Before you could ask Aegon joined you and Aemond and they both led you to yours and Aemond’s shared bedchamber. 

Deciding that it probably wasn’t anything interesting you held your tongue and were led quite hastily through the halls and up the steps. Once you reached the right doors, Aegon opened them and you noticed that there were no guards around, not even servants. Even your handmaiden was nowhere to be found. Once you were all inside, Aegon closed the doors. Your mouth opened slightly as you took in the must’ve been a good three hundred roses around the room, your bed, which was round and was concealed with airy, thin curtains now had candles surrounding it with only a small gap to enter.

Aemond stood behind you, like he had right before the feast, his hands already groping your breasts, his mouth kissing your neck and shoulder. Aegon wasted no time in joining you, his hands around your waist as his gaze fell to your lips. He dipped his head and pressed his forehead against yours, teasing you by grazing his wine stained lips across your soft ones. You gasped when Aemond sucked a lovemark onto your neck, and Aegon finally pressed his lips to yours. 

Your heart pounded in your chest, it didn’t matter how many times Aegon kissed you, it always felt like he took your breath away and set your body on fire. The kiss got heated quickly and Aegon left you no room to breathe. Aemond didn’t budge either, you could feel both of their erections against you, as you were sandwiched between them. As if you weren’t aching and desperate enough, they started to both hump and grind against you, leaving you a panting mess when Aegon finally paused kissing you. Both of their groans and whines filled your ear and your eyes rolled back in ecstasy.

Nothing felt better than having your strong king and frightening husband whining and moaning in your ears, while they humped you like pathetic virgins. You gripped Aegon tightly for more support and grabbed the back of his neck to pull him in again. Aemond seemed to get jealous and for the first time joined you and Aegon in the kiss. All three of your lips and tongue clashing together, their hips stilling in concentration. Then an idea popped in your head. You continued to kiss them for a while, vibrations of their whines and moans tingling in your mouth. Slowly you pulled away, and in a haze of heated passion they didn’t even notice they were making out with each other, tongue and all. 

You watched in awe and realised that you had never witnessed such an arousing act. Sadly that only lasted a few moments before they both pulled away in realisation and their eyes met yours, then each other’s again. And to your surprise they both crashed their lips together again, their hips continuing movement once more. They both held you tightly between them as they continued their heated kiss. Aegon couldn’t help but whimper against Aemond’s lips, Aemond gasped in response. When they both felt like they couldn’t breathe, they let go. Both gasping for air, lips swollen and covered in each other's spit. 

It was you who spoke first, breaking the silence. “I feel like we should explore this more, and if you really want to make me happy on my name day, you give me a show like that again.” You smiled, your hands moving to untie your dress. As this was a bit of a struggle, Aemond went to help you while Aegon, surprisingly, helped Aemond take his garments off. Once both you and Aemond were fully undressed, you both shared a look, and started to pull the strings and unclasp Aegon’s clothes. Once he too was undressed, Aemond took both yours and Aegon's hand and led you both over to your bed. You hadn’t even noticed the amount of soft blankets that were spread extra over your bed. It was incredibly cosy to lay on. When the three of you were settled on the bed, only then you noticed their change of demeanour. 

Both their eyes were focused on your breasts and you knew exactly what they needed. Even though it was your name day, it gave you great pleasure to please your handsome brothers. So you laid against the big pile of pillows, inclined so that you didn’t lie flat in the bed. Both Aegon and Aemond were quick to join you on either side, wrapping their arms and legs possessively around you. Even when they were both in a submissive mood they made sure to show you that only they might lay their hands on you. You were theirs and theirs alone.

Aegon was first to impatiently suck on your breasts. Immediate relief flowed through you as Aegon’s mouth was filled with your milk, you could hear his whine on your right. Aemond started to kiss and lick your right breast, always making sure to show you love and attention first, so you would shower him with praise. “So good for me, always making sure that I feel good.” You sighed. Aemond moaned in response around your nipple, but before he too began to fulfil his lust, he swiftly removed his eye patch, loosening the clasp and throwing it next to the bed. His beautiful sapphire eye glistened in the candlelight. Only around you and Aegon did he feel comfortable enough to be this vulnerable. 

“You look so beautiful baby, so pretty for me.” He kissed you in response before moving back to your breast. Meanwhile Aegon was still hungrily sucking on your tit like a starving babe. He was always the most impatient and loud of the two and you loved him for that. Aemond finally got his fill, softly moaning as he suckled at your breast. Both of your men looking up at you with their ethereal purple eyes, begging for praise and attention. You could never deny them, you used your free hands to caress both of their heads, fingers grazing through their silver hair. 

They both shudder at the feeling and Aegon suddenly lets go, a bit of milk still in the corner of his mouth. His head was still resting against your breast as he let out a sigh of bliss. “Does it feel good mommy?” Aegon mumbled. “Very good baby, love you so much.” You said as you leaned in to kiss his head. Aegon smiled at that and tangled his leg closer in yours, his hard on now pressing against your leg. You could feel his pre cum leaking on your soft flesh and you knew he was too pent up not to start humping against you. And so he did, you looked down as his thick uncut cock rutted against you. You couldn’t help the soft fuck escaping your lips, and you gasped when Aemond’s hand had unnoticedly moved down your stomach right to your aching cunt. 

You could feel his two fingers smear the slick around, gathering it so he could easily slip inside. He of course would never forget that it was your name day not theirs. And that you actually should have all the attention tonight. Aemond used his thick fingers to finger fuck you as he never let go of your breast. You could still feel the milk flow from your breast into his mouth. The sounds of Aegon moaning and mumbling added to the pleasure that waved through you. At last Aemond had his fill and now really focused on you.

He moved down towards your pussy and spread your legs a bit and then pushed your legs up against your stomach so he could move his head between them. One of his favourite past times was getting suffocated by your fleshy thighs. You let out a loud moan as his tongue lapped furiously at your clit, his fingers never slowing down inside you. He knew exactly how to make you scream his name and grip the sheets. Your left hand did exactly that, while your right hand was still resting on Aegon’s head who was still rutting against you. But Aegon’s pace started to falter and he became louder and louder which could only mean he was about to cum. But before he could Aemond removed his mouth from your cunt and pulled Aegon to his knees, right before him. Your hand fell at your side. 

Aemond keeps surprising you tonight because before you could say anything, Aemond pulled Aegon in for another kiss and then wrapped his hand around his cock. Jerking him off while still making sure you reached your peak with his fingers. The sight of Aemond jerking Aegon off, his fingers pounding inside you and Aegon moaning and whining his brother’s name in his mouth made you cum, your entire body on fire, you held your breath as Aemond didn’t stop, focused now on getting Aegon off instead. Aegon was soon to follow due to his pent up arousal, cumming in thick ropes all over Aemond’s hand and the sheets below. The control he felt over Aegon made his own cock hurt in anticipation and he wanted nothing more than to feel that again. 

You could almost see the shift in his eyes as he took in a sharp breath. Aegon fell limp against his brother's chest but Aemond gave him no time for a break. You watched as Aemond pulled his fingers out of you, making you wince at the loss of contact. Aemond let you take a breather however and ordered Aegon on his knees. “You’re going to be good for me and suck my cock, so our beautiful sister can watch.” He said calmly but there was an exciting tone behind his words. Aemond moved to lay against your legs, closer to Aegon while Aegon moved in between his brother's legs, licking his lips in anticipation. Clearly Aegon was excited for this too. But no one wanted to watch this more than you.

Aemond weaved his fingers in his brother's short hair, gripping it tightly. He wasn’t going to be as soft with his king as he did his princess. Aegon seemed a bit hesitant when his lips touched the tip of Aemond’s cock, unsure of what to exactly do. “Wrap your lips around it and suck, and as you know, be careful with your teeth.” Aegon seemed more confident now, sucking on Aemond’s tip, making him groan and let his head fall back in satisfaction. Aegon seemed to learn quickly, moving up and down his cock and even using his hand for what he couldn’t fit in his mouth.

You looked at the scene with heavy eyes, your heart still beating fast and cunt still sensitive from your orgasm, but the sight before you revived you quickly. Sucking and gagging noises filled the room, as well as Aemond’s moans. It was so erotic you subconsciously panted along with Aemond. Both Aegon and Aemond were a glistening sweaty mess. Even Aemond’s usual perfectly groomed hair had gotten loose, some hairs getting in his face. Annoyed at the feeling, he pulled the small leather string out of his hair, which now fell loose behind him. Somehow it made him look even more god-like, pretty even. 

Aemond started cursing and his breath hitched in his throat, knowing your husband, he would peak soon. Aegon noticed too from previous fucking sessions between the three of you, but now it was him who was about to get his mouth filled with seed. It only took for Aegon to lick and suck on his slit, which he knew felt insanely good, to make Aemond burst in his mouth. “Fuck, fucking take it, you fucking slut, take my seed, fuck!” Aemond ranted as Aegon gagged around his cock, his mouth overflowing, causing the seed to drip along Aemond’s shaft down to his balls. 

You softly gasped at the scene, pressing your thighs together for some relief. Both Aemond and Aegon panted heavily as they let go of each other. You noticed Aegon was completely hard again and when he had somewhat caught his breath, you pulled him into you. Kissing him hard, tasting the salty cum on his tongue. You made out for a while until you decided you had waited long enough, and pushed Aegon down on the bed. Climbing on top of him, you use one hand on his chest to stabilise yourself and the other to line up his cock with your entrance. Now it was your turn to give Aemond a show.

Aegon gripped your fleshy hips tightly, knowing he was still sensitive from his previous orgasm. Slowly you sank down on his cock making the both of you moan at the feeling. Aemond, who had calmed down from his orgasm, now sat next to the both of you. When your cunt fully engulfed his length. You started grinding against him, while Aegon moved his hands to your breasts instead. He loved holding your tits while you fucked him dumb. The feeling of your warm slick cunt clenching around him never got old. He whimpered and groaned at the sensation. 

Aemond now got closer, grabbing your chin he forced his lips on yours. Clearly he was feeling left out, and you wouldn’t want that. It was hard to concentrate on riding Aegon whilst Aemond had his tongue down your throat, thankfully Aegon noticed, his hands going back to your hips. He bent his knees so he could plant his feet on the bed and fuck up into you instead. The feeling of Aemond’s lips on yours, tongues and teeth clashing together and Aegon’s cock stretching you out became too much, with only a couple more pumps and Aemond’s fingers rubbing your clit, you squirted and came hard. “Holy fuck.” You gasped in Aemond’s mouth, who refused to let go of you. 

Continuing to stimulate your clit until you were spasming on Aegon’s cock begging Aemond to stop. So he did. Aegon wasn’t finished however so you went back to riding him. But Aemond wasn’t at your side anymore, he moved behind you instead, and Aegon let out a cry of pleasure. You halted your movement to look back, only to see Aemond had his fingers in Aegon’s tight hole. Your mouth fell agape but Aegon whined and begged for you to continue, as he was close to finishing. Aemond continued to pump his fingers inside and lubed up his cock with spit. 

Aegon winced as Aemond’s tip carefully prodded at his entrance. “Say you want me to fuck you, say you want me to fill you up here too.” Aemond ordered. “Yes- please- please fill me Aem- please-.” Aegon moaned between your bounces. The room was filled with the smell of sex, only driving you on. Aemond slowly stretched out Aegon’s hole, making him groan and Aegon whine at the feeling. “Fuck you’re so tight.” He stilled when he was fully sheathed inside him waiting until Aegon grew accustomed to his size. You stilled as well, making sure Aegon was okay. When Aegon gave permission, Aemond started moving, thrusting inside him with need. You moved along in rhythm with Aemond, leaving Aegon a blabbering mess.

Aemond pounded against him harder, chasing that sweet release. But Aegon couldn’t hold on any longer and cried out as he filled you with his seed. Screaming both of your names while writhing underneath you. Tears filled his eyes at the overstimulation, Aemond did not slow down, his mind fogged from pleasure. Driving his cock deep inside Aegon, he hit Aegon’s prostate just right, making Aegon now actually cry from overstimulation. You moved to lay against Aegon’s chest, his still hard cock remaining inside you. You kissed and caressed his cheek, in effort to calm him a bit but he was still loudly moaning and jerking underneath you. Aemonds thrusts started to falter and with one last pump, he came with a loud “Fuck! Aegon!”, filling him up fully with his seed. The sensation caused Aegon to cum once more, tears falling down his cheeks and a loud cry from his lips as he wrapped his arms tightly against you for support. 

Once both of your men had calmed down, Aemond took it upon himself to get up and search for a rag. Dampening it in a bowl of water and walking over to a fucked out Aegon and you. Carefully he cleaned both of you and the sheets up as much as he could, himself included, and threw the rag in the fire that was crackling in the background. It must have been the middle of the night now, neither of you knew how long you had been going at it but that didn’t matter. Aemond soon joined you again. He pulled you off Aegon and made you lie between them. Both of your boys softly caressing you to sleep.

[chiefdirector]

Crash | Tim Bradford | The Rookie

“Where is she?” Sargent Tim Bradford demanded as soon as he stepped off the elevator and into the reception area of the Hospital. Chen was behind him, trying to keep up as he weaved his way through the crowd towards the desk.

There had been a pile up on the freeway. Multiple casualties and even more injuries. In the rubble, Detective (Y/N) Bradford’s car lay. She had been on the radio to Tim and Sargent Grey when her car had been smashed into. He listened as she screamed and went silent.

When he and Chen arrived at the scene, she had already been carted away in an ambulance, with the firefighters and emergency rescue teams unsure whether or not she had been one of those to leave in a body bag.

“Where is she?!” He repeated as he got to the desk, ignoring the groaning and complaints of the people she shoved past. He barely clocked onto the bewildered expression of the receptionist as he spoke.”

“Sir, if this is about the accident you will have-“

“If you tell me to wait, I will have you arrested for obstruction of justice,” he snapped. Chen tried to pull him away and calm him down but he stood strong. “Where is (Y/N) Bradford. She should’ve been here.”

The receptionist looked quite shaken by his request but she still searched the name, hands trembling as she typed. “There is a (Y/N) Bradford but I don’t have a status on her condition. I can tell you when I get the report in. You’ll be the first to know.”

“Fine,” he snapped, moving away from the desk before he worked himself up anymore.

——————

Five hours had passed before he had heard anything.

Watching the waiting room clear out, he felt like he was going to lose his mind. One by one he saw happy reunion or heartbreak for everybody around him. The longer the Tim passed, the worse the outcome in the bottom of his stomach felt.

It was as if he couldn’t breathe. Not knowing if she was okay or not. So when the small receptionist approach him, it was as if air had been restored.

“Excuse me, officer.” She said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I have an update on (Y/N) Bradford.”

Tim whipped around immediately, pouring all of his focus into her words. “What? Where is she? Is she-“

“Ms. Bradford is currently being treated in the Trauma Unit. She had sustained severe injuries to her left arm. She had surgery to place some bolts to help align the bone.”

“She’ll be okay?” He breathed.

“Yes.” The receptionist paused, looking at the foreboding Sargent, recognising the look of love and worry in his eyes. “She’ll be okay. She’s been asking for someone named Tim. I’m assuming that’s you.”

“Yeah,” he said, voice wavering for the first time as the rush of relief flowed through him. Although he wouldn’t truly relax until he saw her. “Can I go see her?”

“Like I said, she’s been asking for you.”

——————

Despite being told she was awake doing well, Tim almost sprinted to her bedside, not believing anything until he saw her himself. It took every ounce of will power not to burst through the door. Stopping directly outside, he took a deep breath before entering.

Despite all the tubes, cannulas, and bandages, she still looked ethereal. He swore that even an angel couldn’t have looked as beautiful as her.

“Hi,” he breathed out, slowing making his way to her bedside. Once she was in reach, he leaned across to brush some hair out of her face. “How you doing sweetheart?”

“Sore.” She said, voice croaking from sleep. With much effort, she shuffled across the bed to beckon him to lay with her.

“I bet. I was real worried about you.”

She cooed slightly at his words. “Here I was thinking that the Sargent Tim Bradford was some unfeeling monster.”

“Not for you sweetheart. Not for you.”

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@rookietrek

[ellecdc]

There are not nearly enough ffs on here where reader sucks Sirius off.

I just know he would sound so GOOOOD!

And he'd look so pretty with his head tilted back hshsbsknshsjsbsjshsbsjshshsjsnen! THIS MAN IS A WORK OF ART!

(If you take requests rn, I'd appreciate it if you solved my problem <3, if not, thanks for listening to me whine.)

mmmmmmmmmmm, I agree

Sirius Black x fem!reader who's very good with her mouth [848 words]

CW: oral (m receiving), nsfw/18+, swearing, no plot...sort of

Sirius only managed to open his eyes and point his face back towards you after you had nearly pierced through the skin of his thighs with your nails.

“Fuck!” He hissed as he raised a shaky hand to push some hair away from your eyes; his face beautifully flushed and chest heaving as he watched you pull off his cock.

“You have to be quiet, Sirius.” You chided gently as you continued stroking him, letting him cool down for a moment as you languidly licked up the underside of his shaft. “You’re going to alert the entire house of what we’re up to here.”

Here being the guest bathroom in James and Lily’s house as you sucked off your slightly tetchy boyfriend. 

Though, you had to admit he seemed far less tetchy now that he was sitting against the edge of the tub with your face hovering around his groin and your hand stroking him slowly. 

“Gotta stop being so bloody good at that then.” He shot back, though his usual haughtiness was significantly dimmed by the fact that his eyes were mostly pupil and he was looking down at you as if you had just completely torn him apart.

How wrong he was though.

“Good at what?” You asked innocently, before taking him back in your mouth and sinking low enough to feel the hairs that trailed down his stomach tickle your nose.

“Ugh, fuck, that! That!” He moaned above you, words melting into a sound bordering a moan and a sob as he placed his hand over yours in apology when you dug your nails back into his thigh at his volume. 

You removed your punishing grip from his thigh and brought your hand to his balls, relishing when they tightened in your grasp and his dick twitched in your mouth. 

“Shit, baby, I-”

You hummed as you carried on in your ministrations, the hand you currently had on his cock speeding up as you removed your mouth and brought it to join that first hand, making sure to give both equal attention before returning to his shaft. 

You watched in wonder as Sirius threw his head back again; his mouth hanging open as puffs of air and the occasional whine escaped his lips, the ones you couldn’t hear punctuated by the bobbing of his throat. 

He was gorgeous, always, but he was so ethereally beautiful like this; unreserved in his pleasure, carefully undone, and completely yours. 

You gave one last tug on his sack before moving both hands to his cock with renewed vigour, both of you ready to finish; you for your now aching jaw and burning knees, and him for having been edged on by you for the past however long you’d been hiding in the loo. 

“Fuck me, baby; holy shit.” He let out breathily, leaning forward and resting his hand on the top of your head. “Jesus Christ, yes.”

His hips started meeting you part way and you let him fuck into your mouth, having to keep yourself from getting too loud at the moans he was eliciting every time his tip hit the back of your throat.

“Fuck, I- I’m gonna-”

So you grabbed both of his wrists and held his hands in their place at the back of your head and relaxed your throat, sinking as far down onto Sirius’ cock as you could and swallowing as he came with a cry.

As quiet a cry as he could muster, at least, which you tried to be thankful for as you finally pulled off of your boyfriend and sat back on your heels, taking a moment to catch your breath. 

“I’m dead, I think I actually died. You killed me, gorgeous, you and that beautiful mouth.” He panted, words teasing but expression screaming torn apart and put back together again. 

Perfect.

“Feeling better?” You asked eventually as you stood - now on shaky legs - and fussed in the mirror, hoping to step out of this bathroom looking as little like your-face-was-just-fucked as possible. 

“I should bloody think so, Christ.” Sirius agreed as he stood - also on shaky legs - and righted the zip and belt on his black washed jeans. 

“Good. Be nice to your brother, then.” You ordered, earning you an indignant groan from Sirius that was all for show as he let his forehead fall against your shoulder.

“But he’s such a tosser.” 

You gave him a warning squeeze of his crotch - still sensitive if his hiss in reaction was anything to go by - and he pretended to relent.

“Fine, fine. I’ll play nice.” He agreed as he smacked a kiss to your cheek.  “Say, you have any siblings you want to squabble with? You know, so I can return the favour?” 

You gave him a sultry look as you helped fix his hair - still pretty well perfect after all that - and stepped back towards the door. “Oh, I have many ways that you can return the favour later, handsome.”

And with a matching smirk, he followed you out of the bathroom to return to the rest of the party.