#keep growing it out 🙂‍↕️

[murdrdocs]

thinking abt how ebon has curly hair 😵‍💫

[lovelivision]

Satoru finding out reader has a praise kink🙏🙏🙏

₊⁺ જ⁀➴💌 and so it was done !! gojo and praise kink might kill me 🙂‍↕️ hope you like it lovely !! 💗💗

꒰꒰mdni // masterlist꒱꒱

Gojo is completely unfair when he discovers your praise kink in bed, his head tucked into your neck as he hammers into you, his moans and whimpers making your spine tingle. His hands everywhere on your body, pulling your face to his, lips interlocking hotly as he shoves his tongue in your mouth.

When he pulls back your lips are connected by a string of saliva, snapping as he licks at his lower lip, “You feel so good, sweetie,” he groans.

His hips stutter at how your pussy flutters around him, the small praise getting to you more than you think it should. Something he catches onto quickly, a breathless kind of chuckle leaving him at his realisation.

“You like being told how good you feel?” His voice is low, words tickling against your ear.

Turning your head away, you try asking for mercy, “Satoru–”

“–Don’t be so shy,” he almost singsongs at you, “You’re doing so good for me, taking it so well.”

You gasp at his words, hands pushing at his chest. It’s embarrassing how quickly he picked up on how he’s making you feel.

“So– fuck–so tight, gripping me like crazy,” he chokes on his moans, trying to talk to you at the same time.

He’s going crazy, your snug cunt sucking him back in every time he pulls back, pussy wet and drooling obscenely around him, slick coating his length so much that there’s a creamy, white ring at the base of his cock.

Your skin grows warmer at his earnest words, at how he moans for you, bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he looks down between the two of you, to where he’s stuffing you full of his dick.

His eyes flick back to your face and it’s almost like he melts into a puddle for you all at once, a small whine leaving his lips before he has a chance to even think about stopping it. “You look really pretty,” he coos at you, large hand cradling your face.

The unexpected compliment has your pussy fluttering again, along with your heart, “I don’t think–”

“–I don’t think, I know,” his thumb pulls at your bottom lip before letting it go, “So beautiful while you let me fuck you full.”

His eyes are completely lost as he feeds you compliment after compliment, completely pussy drunk but still aware enough of what his praise does to keep spitting out nonsensical flattery. Words tripping over each other as his voice cracks with his moans and whimpers, the hand holding himself up gripping into the pillows behind you as he struggles to keep it together.

“Making the cutest faces– hnn– the cutest moans–” he intakes a sharp breath as you twitch around him, trailing off into a groan, “Don’t know how you feel so good, pussy divine– hah– fuck–”

The sounds of his pathetic moans and broken words have you dizzy, eyes hazy and wet as you struggle to focus in on his face. His own features wrecked, a lazy, blissed out smile on his face at how ruined and turned on he’s making you.

“Pretty little thing, look so hot when you’re close, sweetie.”

It’s entirely too much, his words pushing you over the edge, cumming all over his cock, coating him in your slick. Gojo doesn’t hold out much longer after, only really capable of a few more thrusts before he’s dumping his cum deep inside you, painting your walls white.

When he pulls out, he watches the way his cum dribbles from your cunt, his smile bright when he says, “You look pretty full of my cum.”

Proud of himself, even when you throw a pillow in his direction, because he now knows just how much you like when he compliments you and he’s never going to let you forget that.

[simonbrain]

love the idea of reader just trying to fuck all her stress out with a random at the bar before returning back to her mundane life, and simon deciding he's going to keep her instead 🙂‍↕️

the prick doesn't budge when you try to kick him out; instead, he drags you back into bed and works his mouth to loosen you up again, and now you've forgotten why you were trying to haul his ass out of your home.

(you attempted to sound stern while telling him to get out of your house, but he merely chuckled, the sound so raspy and condescending that it stroked a heat within you that you thought was sated last night.

"this is our home. now get your arse back in bed, i'm fuckin' hungry.")

you had to really fist at his hair to pull him off of you, and that only turned him on if the deep groan rumbling out of him was anything to go by—you swear his tongue sunk deeper inside you. he only relented so he could fuck you dumb in the shower after, leaving you with trembling legs and feeling more dirty than clean (atta girl, don't you waste any of tha'—keep it all in).

you blink, and now suddenly you're seated as he spoon-feeds you a nice, hearty breakfast, huffing something like messy girl when toast crumbs get all over your face and the wooden table.

words can't express how flustered you are; you're too stunned to even continue telling the big man who's now feeding you scrambled eggs that he needs to leave. all you feel like you're capable of doing is opening your mouth to accept another spoonful, ignoring the ache you feel between your thighs when you catch his heavy stare and hear a low hum of approval.

then he's leaving (and it's not because of your nagging), muttering something about having to work those mutts to the bone today, all while you're trying to make sense of what's happening. he gives you a sloppy kiss to silence your questions and exasperation, one that makes you feel hot all over and almost melt into a puddle had it not been for the firm grip he had on your ass.

he licks his lips when he pulls back, eyes darting to where your shirt just barely covers where he'd rather be all day than having to go and train recruits. he stares for an uncomfortably long time and before you can speak up, face growing a little hot from the tension, he's turning around to finally leave.

before the door shuts, he says, "be a good girl, ay? see you tonight, birdie."

you're left with your thoughts and feelings of dread and anxiety. there definitely isn't any underlying interest or anything; the freak has fucked your brain out of your head, that's all. you're sure he didn't even mean it anyway. maybe. hopefully.

a drop of his come rolls down your thigh, and arousal shame burns through you. since when did you let one-night stands finish in you?

(your so-called one-night stand came home hungry and pissed, so worked up that he dragged you over to the nearest surface and played with you for a good hour. by the time you had half the mind to tell him about the dinner in the oven—your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at how much money he had sent you for groceries earlier, nevermind how he got ahold of your account details—he grunted and finally gave your poor pussy a break, scarred mug all slick and flushed.)

good luck when he takes you to meet his mates at the bar a week later, the same bar you brought him home from; the comments from them make you wish a hole in the ground would just swallow you right up.

"pretty thing ye caught, lt," johnny grins, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. he's a bit over the top, ogles your chest too hard, but overall he's... alright. you'd probably notice how perverted he really was if you actually looked at him longer than a few fleeting glances, but his stare is kind of unnerving.

kyle—perfection personified—hums in agreement, a warm smile on his face that puts you at ease. somehow you don't pick up on the ulterior motive behind his gaze running over your body, eyes roaming over your chest more discreetly than johnny but just as appreciative. "pretty indeed. you don't mind sharing, do you ghost?" kyle teases, pretty eyes glancing over at simon, who only huffs at that and shakes his head (much to your confusion).

who the fuck is ghost? you only know big guy and simon.

there's a deep chuckle and your focus flits over to the man seated in front of you, captain john price. if you thought simon was scary, john's a man who demands respect and attention just by being in his presence. "you chose the wrong dog to bring home," john hums, voice deep and gravelly and making you shamefully squeeze your thighs together.

"but that's alright, sweetheart. you have three others now, yeah?" the purr that comes out of his mouth is sinful, and when you nod and stammer out a yes, sir as if you were one of his soldiers and not the sweet girl that simon has brought to his captain, looking for approval of his newest toy, he only smiles.

simon's hand squeezes your thigh underneath the table, trailing upwards, and you're slowly understanding what it is that you've gotten yourself into.

[starkeysprincess]

rafe fucking you in the house of mirrors ➔︎ loosely based on this thot

warnings: piv, unprotected sex, degrading, praising creampie, 18+ mdni

a/n: thank you to my baby @zyafics for matching my freak 🙂‍↕️ altered the idea of him chasing you through haunted maze to house of mirrors

you could feel your heart thumping against your ribcage, hearing the thudding of his shoes approaching closer by the second. you looked around, eyes squinting from the flashing lights, trying to look for the exit of the house of mirrors.

“there’s nowhere for you to hide, baby,” his voice echoed, “you know the deal, so you might as well stay put where you are”.

you decided to retrace your steps after meeting with a dead end when you turned round the corner.

“gotcha,” his arm wrapped around your waist, a scream bubbled in your throat, barely leaving your lips when his hand clamped around your mouth.

“makin’ it too easy f’me,“ rafe chuckled, his lips brushing against your ear, nipping it gently. his hand moved down your waist, slipping under your skirt to your panties, tsking when he felt the small wet patch staining them.

a small gasp is pulled from you when his hands grab at the fabric with both hands, yanking harshly enough to tear the skimpy material into two, “knew a dirty slut like you would like this.” he rasps.

he pushed you forward, your palms planting against the mirror to catch yourself and you heard the clink of his belt hitting the floor, his pants pooling around his ankles. he nudged his knee between your legs to spread them further apart, rubbing the fat head of his cock against your slick folds.

rafe fisted the now torn panties into his palm, bringing it towards your mouth, “open”.

his fingers threaded through your hair, tugging at the roots, earning a yelp from you, “i said open your fuckin’ mouth,” he gritted his teeth, taking the opportunity to shove the pair into your mouth.

your shriek was muffled as he slammed his cock deep into your drooling cunt, “gonna ruin this sweet little cunt of yours”.

his hips snap into yours, his thick, veiny cock pushing and pulling against your inner walls. your eyes rolled back when you started to pushed yourself back, fucking yourself onto his dick to meet his harsh thrusts.

rafe groaned, pulling your body into his till your back was flush to his chest, his free hand reaching around to grab your throat, holding your head upright.

his hand digs into your windpipe, “keep your goddamn eyes open, shouldn’t be lookin’ anywhere but one of these mirrors to watch yourself get fucked dumb.”.

rafe’s large palm sprawls against your belly, pushing down to feel the bulge protruding, “see that? see how fuckin’ deep i am? pussy was made only f’me, yeah?”.

his eyes flutter shut for a mere second, feeling your arousal grow, dripping down his length to his balls. the combination of the wet, squelching sounds and your muffled whimpers bounced off the mirrors around you.

his cock swells when he meets your eyes in the reflection, and he can’t help but glimpse at the surrounding mirrors to watch the different angles of him pounding into your poor abused cunt.

you held onto his arms, nails clawing at his skin as you squirmed against him, drool saturating the makeshift gag. the persistent abuse on your cervix caused by the tip of his cock had tears welling in your eyes. your body jolts when he pinches your clit, “don’t you dare fuckin’ cum until i tell you to”.

his arm tightened around your waist as your legs started shaking, ready to give out any second. his hips brutally snapping into yours as he grabs your waist with both of his hands, pulling you back and forth onto his thick cock, using you like a fucktoy.

“god…look at you, such a fuckin’ mess,” rafe rasps, taking in your mascara-stained cheeks before his eyes drifted to where the two of you were joined. he watched as his cock slid in and out of you, groaning at the white, creamy ring your cunt made around him, “shit, don’t know whether you’re makin’ more of a mess on your face or on my cock”.

your muffled cries brought his attention back to your face, his hand wrapping around your throat once again to pull you back to his muscular chest.

“you’re so close, aren’t you, baby?” he grunted, his thumb circling your clit faster, “c’mon, beg daddy to let you cum”.

“oh, that’s right, you can’t speak“, his chest vibrated against your back when he chuckled, realizing your pleas were incoherent due to your panties being stuffed in your mouth.

“cum f’me, wanna feel you creamin’ all over my dick,” rafe grits his teeth, feeling your inner walls tighten and flutter around him. you cry out, biting down onto the silk material as your orgasm washes over you.

“atta girl, such a good little cumslut,” rafe praises, his hips stuttering as he thrusts into you one more time, burying himself deep into your cunt, filling you with thick ropes of his cum.

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[bunnyrafe]

hi baby bunbun i just got an idea

i drank with my friend last night playing beer pong and it just gave me a lil idea for a protective!rafe 🙂‍↕️

reader being a lightweight, growing drunk very easily after a few drinks- and rafe being rafe, he eventually starts telling her to take it easy b u t reader's a lil party animal, so she does the opposite 🙂‍↕️

he basically just keeps trying but eventually gives up and instead drags her out once she's got worse 😭

IDK I JUST LUV ME SOME STRICT PROTECTIVE RAFE

ps: reader is also a bit stubborn, y'can do with that what you will >:)

HONEYBABY. sick ‘n twisted that we can’t party together but i digress. made this way more cutesy than i intended. rafe may be psychotic but he adores his sweet girl </3

strict, protective rafey…

he DEFINITELY yanks you out of that house the second he noticed how other guys are looking at you. figures it’s better to just remove both of you from the situation than to start a brawl, and if you weren’t so fucked up you probably would’ve praised him for showing so much restraint.

anyway so like, he’s so mad because he’s fully sober and you’re more or less plastered… but you’re being so cute ‘n you’re so drunk ‘n silly that he cant bring himself to be that mean despite how impatient he may be. honestly he’s too busy helping you walk and stay upright. he knows if you wake up and realize you’ve ruined your dress in a drunken haze you’ll cry— and yes, this is one of the many reasons why he kept warning you. he has to stop himself from laughing when you hiccup as he’s opening the door for you.

“up ya go— get in the truck, baby.” he practically coos.

“rafey, help me.” you demand.

it takes everything in him not to loudly sigh in defeat when you turn the opposite way and wrap your arms around his neck instead of climbing into your rightful passenger princess seat. the seat he fought to get you to.

“m’not playing your games right now.”

at that, you turn your nose up at him; “well— then m’not moving,” you huff, “not until you pick me up.”

his arms lock around your waist in an instant and you giggle, knowing that you’ve won. rafe’s patience is finally running out as he lifts you up and into the truck. cursing and ranting under his breath while doing up your seatbelt, and of course you attempt to kiss him as he does so.

“i dunno, kid,” he grumbles, getting behind the steering wheel, “you’ll be lucky if i ever let you fuckin’ go out again after tonight.”

[riansdiary]

MY NEW SUCCESS STORIES! 💌

Hello everyone! This is a copy of my success story post on SUA (Subliminal Amino) and I decided to post it here as well for some inspiration! 🌈

Highlight Codes:

Red - don't do this! ⚠️

Blue - this is what you need to do 👍

I have a manifesting success story to inspire you! The only techniques I did was simply just:

1. Thought of what I want 🤔💡🍗

I was craving my mom's the best fried chicken in the world. Yes, I stand by this! Anyone who eats it including people outside of the family always always always praises my mom because she literally cooks the best fried chicken! Specifically fried chicken breast or thigh sometimes. I never told them that I wanted some.

2. Affirmed a few times whenever I thought of it. 💬

I just affirmed naturally and casually "We're gonna have fried chicken because I said so and because I decided so." We are all the boss of our reality so I just affirmed/decided that we're gonna have it, that Mom is gonna cook that for us.

3. I commanded my subconscious. 👑

This always works for me and it's my favorite thing to do to manifest. I just commanded my subconscious like a boss and told it what I want. Actually, it's smart and it already knows that but I did that for extra assurance. You just tell it what you want and it'll get it for you no matter what. You need to trust your subconscious mind that it will get that for you. Think as if you ordered something and well you know it's gonna be delivered right? Yeah, like that. You just sit pretty, affirm if you think of it to persist no matter what you see and trust that it's gonna get that for you. Do this only if it feels right to you. I mean it's literally you! Your higher self. Your subconscious wants the best for you and will get it for you as soon as you tell it what you want, the subconscious mind already manifests that in the 4d meaning it's yours it already happened in your imagination. The subconscious mind naturally will materialize that in the 3d as well but that's really just the cherry on top. 🍒

3. PERSIST. 🙂‍↕️😠🥳

Meaning stand firm in your decision and think as if it's already done. Be in the state of the wish fulfilled meaning you sit pretty, affirm when you need to assure yourself and in the mean time, do what makes you happy. Distract yourself.

4. The 3d is neutral. It has no meaning. It doesn't mean you don't have your desire. You give meaning to it. 🧐

It's literally a past newspaper like in Harry Potter, the newspaper that moves. It's in the past and it's the result of our thoughts before. It's not you follow the 3d and react to what it shows you. It follows you so leave it alone and know it is done in the 4d. If you wanna check, check and visualize that desire. For non-visualizers or people who have aphantasia, imagination is not equal to visualization. It can be thoughts and feelings as well. I don't visualize but sometimes when I'm in the mood I do but you could check your mind.

For example:

You're want to be rich. You see the 3d and wanna check your bank account or wallet. It's okay if you see there's nothing. Why? Because you're changing your reality to one where you have money. Check your mind instead.

Do this: You saw the 3d and seeing what the past newspaper (3d) is showing you. "Let me check my mind. Okay, I checked my mind and the 4d. I literally have 10 billion in my bank account. I just need to keep up with knowing it's done and not follow the 3d because it's supposed to be following me and the 4d. The 3d just puts out whatever I'm thinking and the 4d so in the 4d I have my desires. I can calm down now. If I check the 3d, I'm letting it stick. Whatever I focus on grows so let's focus and pay attention to good stuff and that I have my desires." You can cry or feel the feelings. Release them and let it go. Then come back to deciding or affirming whatever technique works for you to persist on what you want instead. Reacting is okay. It's okay to let out your feelings, you're human. The thing is after that, if you keep paying attention to circumstances and accepting the 3d as true then you will be stuck in a loop. It literally just copies and follows the 4d and your thoughts. So if you accept that circumstance as a fact, the 3d will have to follow you and copy that. Meaning, again, getting stuck in that loop until you decide to persist because technically it is already done.

Another example:

You're manifesting a thing that you really want like a shirt or a top. Could be food.

Let's go with fries. "Okay my mom will come home and she bought fries for me. I'm deciding that Mom's got me some fries. Okay, done."

Then your mom comes home but she didn't give you anything. This is crucial. Do not give up immediately. You could still get the fries the next day. For this example, let's say you specifically said now or today. The 3d is neutral. You give the meaning to it. This is an example. Let's say you wanted that and your sister wanted that too.

Your mom comes home. Your sister is looking at what your mom brought home but wasn't told anything about the fries. She is frustrated and gave up. She felt like it didn't work so never mind. Like why isn't it here? Ugh! She then goes to her room. She gave the 3d meaning and she thought it meant that it failed.

Now you. You didn't give up. You kept affirming naturally and deciding that you're gonna have it no matter what. You said: "Nope. That brown paper bag is mine. It has my fries. The fries are there. She's gonna give them to me." Your mom ends up not giving you the bag but you didn't give up. "Nope. I'm not taking no for an answer. She just forgot about it. She forgot to hand it to me but it's there. It's mine." You just chilled and calmed down, continuing to do what you do and never gave up. Your mom then sat next to you and told you that she forgot to give you the fries! 🍟

You both gave different meanings to the situation or circumstance. Your sister gave up and saw it as fact that she didn't get the fries but you didn't stop, didn't give up and just accepted it as a fact that you do in fact have the fries.

Now let me tell you how it happened. How I manifested eating my mom's fried chicken. Reminder, I didn't tell them what I wanted at all but if it feels like inspired action you could get your manifestation that way as well. Your mom or dad could ask you what you wanted and that's basically considered success and inspired action to tell them what you want.

I don't wanna repeat the circumstance for me but who cares! It's the past and I'm a billionaire now! Basically, dad didn't have a job before and we had a strict budget. We were only able to eat fried eggs or hotdogs at this time so you can tell that we couldn't afford other dishes at that moment but I didn't give up. I just ranted about the fear I'm feeling about the circumstance once and released any feelings. After that, I didn't pay attention and forgot about that circumstance. Why, you may ask? Because whatever you focus on grows. Attention is our superpower. You will keep having whatever you're focusing on or paying attention to.

First day. As I said. I firmly decided and affirmed that we're gonna eat fried chicken. I also commanded my subconscious as a bonus. I embodied the energy of Blair Waldorf and Hong Haein from Queen of Tears and decided that and commanded my subconscious like a boss. I am gonna write up a post about this soon! Manifesting with boss or queen energy because we are the bosses and queens of our reality. You are the boss of your subconscious but again it's you. It wants you to have everything you want and it will give you that. Our lunch was different but it's another one of my favorites. It was a delicious soup with chicken and vegetables in it. It's good and we eat that with rice! It was delicious but did I give up? No. This is when I decided to give the 3d a positive meaning. I said "Well, there's chicken breast in that soup. Usually, when we have that dish, we still have some extra chicken in the freezer. If there's this then I'm pretty sure we have extra chicken left in the freezer for mom to cook fried chicken."

I just continued being firm in my decision and accepting my desire as a fact. (I'm literally writing this while Dad's making fries! Another one of my manifestations! Not the exact one. I love the McDonald's one but I haven't given up. It is as good as that though! I consider this as a sign! I was craving that so I decided to give it a go and manifest that.)

Next day. We had this sticky rice chicken broth soup. You probably know what this is if you're Filipino haha! Is it fried chicken? Nope but I still accepted my desire as fact. Affirmed when I felt like it but naturally.

Now today! (Literally eating fries now! I'm such a master in manifesting! 🍟)

Heard Mom talking about needing frying oil and decided to give that a positive meaning. That mom's gonna cook fried chicken. Mom cooks something, I didn't look because I know what it is of course. It smelt different like another food but did I give up? Again, no. Stood firm in my decision again. Affirmed it like a boss like it's gonna happen no matter what. "Nope, that's literally fried chicken breast. Yup, it is. We're having that for lunch and dinner."

I saw Mom put it on the table and it looked and smelled so good! I was so proud of myself. I have been reading and watching law of assumption videos and over consumed. I was so happy because I know what works for me now! You should do what feels right or what works for you no matter what other people are saying in the law of assumption community. Heck, just follow the persisting and assigning positive meaning from mine and do which technique works for you! You can do it! I've had problems manifesting too before but I'm manifesting so easily and effortlessly now. I believe in you. Dare to think that your desires are facts. Also, do what makes you happy in the middle of manifesting! What would we feel when we have manifested what we want? HAPPINESS. Doing what makes you happy (have common sense please) and knowing it's done will do wonders for you! You're basically shifting to your desired reality where your manifestation is a fact and is true! Ask yourself moment to moment when you're free. "What feels the happiest for me to do right now?" For me, it could be watching BTS funny moments or performances or watching Ghibli and Disney movies! I'm currently binge watching what I missed or what I haven't watched! I'm planning to watch all Ghibli movies! I totally recommend them! They give you such feel good vibes! Whatever is available to you that you can do right now like making yourself a nice cup of your favorite coffee and watching your favorite comfort show or movie. It could be playing games or as simple as playing with your pet. Those that you liked to do as a child. Whatever makes you happy, just have common sense. That is why I gave you a lot of examples! Anyway, that is all!

I wanna thank my beautiful sister @babygothprincess (she's not my sister. She's just so helpful and sweet and she always felt like an older sister to me so I gave her that nickname ☺️) for being patient with me and literally becoming my manifesting teacher or mentor here! I wouldn't be able to be the manifesting queen/boss that I am now without her constant help and encouragement! Thank you sis as always!!! You deserve to live your best life because you help all of us here so much! I'm eternally grateful! (High five if you guys know which movie this line is from! 🤚) I can't thank you enough! I learned so much from you!

- XOXO Rian 💋

Btw, who likes roleplaying and Gossip Girl please DM me! I am a co-admin of a Gossip Girl Rp group so tell me if you're interested! It's set in the present so Blair and the others are now married and are adults but there are characters from other shows too. There's a whole new generation. It's the Gossip Girl reboot characters plus original characters a.k.a OC's/the characters we created. Message me if you wanna join in the fun! Bye!

Note: I also manifested being featured in SUA (subliminal amino) and I got it literally just a few minutes after deciding and knowing it's done!

I just literally thought: "Oh my God! I got featured! Thank you so much! That's so sweet." I did it once or twice and whenever I thought about it and it was done!!! 🌈

[nanivinsmoke]

Hello nani!! I just wanted to say I just read your all of me logan x reader and I love it! Was wondering If you could do logan x reader smut with the song ride by somo (been having it in my head for a while) but if you can't that's fine keep up the awesome work love!!

Ride .

✩ logan ‘wolverine’ howlett x mutant!femreader

♪my body on your body baby, stickin like some glue…♪

✩ you usually don’t sleep with your coworkers, but during this mission….the tension between you two becomes unbearable.

✩ tags: nasty, slutty sex, sex in a car, riding, oral sex, creampie, rough fucking, everything is slutty when it comes to him, jealous logan, you are a teacher at the Xavier school for the gifted, added some plot too, you can control any form of matter, liquid is your fave tho���

✩ note: hello! thanks for the req, anon this song choice 🙂‍↕️ I’ve got freaky followers! also had xmen/x2 wolverine in mind. song at the bottom of the page!

Charles left you in charge for today, something he does once every two months with his head teachers. He did it so you guys could gain experience and know how to take charge if something ever happened to him. It happens more frequently than you’d think.

Before you, it was Storm and she did an amazing job. Everyone loved her as the school’s professor, there were less accidents within the school and more mutants had come too. Unlike Scott, who was more brutal with his approach, leading to some students leaving the academy. Charles was upset and even though he didn’t show it, everyone knew it.

However, unlike those two, Logan was a little more reckless with his approach. There’s was fight breaking out almost everyday, but those same fights were mended that same day they happened. Plus, tons of students joined just because they heard THE Wolverine was there. He might’ve been a dick most of the time, however he had a heart.

And that’s why you decided to partner up with him for today’s mission. Well, that was partially true. In all honesty you had the biggest crush on him and you wanted to get the opportunity to be with him all day. Hoping to get the chance to jump his bones.

You entered the conference room with a smile, your chunky, patent leather boots echoing against the wooden floors; turning your coworkers attention over to you. Your hair flowed beautifully as you made your way in front of the round tables cleaning your throat while looking at their faces—your eyes lingering on Logan’s a little bit longer, before you spoke.

“Charles left me in charge for this month. For my very first day, i expect great results! In order for great results to happen, we have to put in the effort. I compared the results from the last couple of months. Logan and Storm, the two of you were outstanding. Quantity of students and Quality of missions were in our high range, however with you Scott……we were very low.” You turned your attention over to him, watching his body tense up and earning a chuckle from Logan.

You cleared your throat before continuing, “This isn’t to bash anyone, but to help us grow as a school and as teacher’s. These mutants come from all over to us because we understand them. They want to be comfortable and not reminded of their past lives. So, in order for this all to happen, im giving you all new partners.” There was some whispers as they turned to look at their current partners.

“Storm and Jean, you two are together. Hank and Nightcrawler, Scott and Colossus. Logan?” He pulled out his cigar and connect his eyes with yours.

“You’re with me.”

The two of you walked side to side as you approached the school’s parking lot passing the variety of cars, on the way to your own. “So, what’s this mission about?” He spoke from behind you, his eyes following your hips as you walked, trailing down to your ass and how heavy it looked in those black leather jean’s you were wearing.

“We’re looking for a mutant named Cupid and no he’s not the blonde bitch from Olympus.” You cursed, earning a chuckle from Logan.

Finally reaching your car, Logan was amazed at your taste. Your car was a matte black dodge charger, with lightly tinted windows and matching leather seats. He hopped in the passenger seat while you occupied the driver’s. “Tell me more about this love bastard,” now you were the one to chuckle. God was he hot.

“Cupid’s been causing a lot of issues in city, he currently resides in a small town and the mayor has asked for our help. His powers are based on two emotes everyone has. Love and Hate. He can control a person based on those emotions.” You pulled out of the lot, driving to your mission’s destination.

“Now, we can either do this Charle’s way or my way.” He turned to you, with an eyebrow raise, puffing on his cigar.

“And what way is that?”

“You’ll have to wait and see, baby~”

The car ride was quiet, besides your radio playing and the sound of his breathing while puffed on his cigar. However, Logan took glances at you from here and there. Watching how your eyes would gleam as the sun hit it, how you would bob head to the songs you liked, and those lips….god your lips looked heavenly. He could stare at those all day, wishing he could kiss them forever.

“Logan?” You called out and he snapped out of his days, looking around before looking back at you. “You okay? We’re here.” You raised an eyebrow and he nodded, the two of you stepping out of the car and approaching the apple green house.

You lead the way, while Logan watched your back. Those hazel eyes stuck on your derrière. “I don’t know exactly how he uses his powers, so just be on your game, Lo.” You turned your head slightly, giving him a small smile before turning around to knock on the white door. A few seconds after, a male appeared wearing a ruby red robe and blue boxer’s, pinching his nose as he sniffed.

You turned to look at your partner before back at the mutant. “Are you, Ezekiel?” You asked, a smile on your face while Logan wore his usual resting face. “Depends, are you the cops?” He asked, eyes falling from yours and onto Logan’s before going back to yours. You shook your head and smiled once more.

“Do you mind if we come in? We aren’t going to hurt you, we just wanna talk.” He said nothing, studying both of your faces before turning away; letting you both in. You followed after him, looking around his house—trying to understand him before speaking with him. Logan watched as the kid plopped on his messy couch, pulling out a small trinket and sniffing the contents. He let out an exasperated sigh and locked eyes with Logan.

“Want some?”

“I’m good, bub.” You finally joined them and sat down in the small chair across from him, Logan opting to stand besid you—cigar in the corner of his mouth.

“We’re from the Charles Xavier school for the gifted mutants. We heard about the little trouble you’ve been causing here.” He looked at you and relaxed on the couch, smirking.

“Trouble? I just help those that needed it, isn’t that what you do? I heard about this school….this Xavier guy seems like a quack. Not interested, but if you lose the top, I might be convinced.” You could sense Logan’s mood change and you held your hand out, letting him know that you had this. Guess it’s time to do it your way. Sorry Professor.

You slowly undid the buttons that held your black button up together, freeing some of your cleavage, making both Logan and Ezekiel look at you. You stared at him, smirk etching onto your face while you used your powers on the cocky mutant. He started to choke and gasp for air, causing Logan to look at him and then at you.

“Listen, do you want to die? These people are going to get fed up with you quite soon and when they do, they won’t stop until they hunt you down and have your dumb blonde head on a stick. But why wait for that when I can do it myself?” Your tone was cold and your eyes had darkened, scaring the mutant. His pale face was turning a shade of pink and Logan was getting worried.

“Princess….” He started off, but you held your hand out again. “What do ya say? Want me to kill you? Or will you let us help you and keep you safe?” You released the pressure on his throat, letting Ezekiel catch his breath. He nodded and let out a breathless okay, and you smiled; quickly buttoning your top back up before standing on your two feet.

“Good, see you at the school. Logan, give him the card.” You said leaving the two men in the house. Logan dropped the card onto the dark oak coffee table, before looking at the mutant.

“Dude, she’s crazy!”

“Tell me bout’ it,” He muttered on his way out.

You sat in the passenger seat while Logan drove, looking out the window, in complete silence. There was some obvious tension there and you were trying your best to find out why.

“Logan? Is there something wrong?” You turned and looked at him, eyes dancing across his face. He was silent and then he looked at you, his mouth painted with a scowl.

“Yeah there is.”

“What is it?” He said nothing and you continued to look at him, before he pulled the car over on the side of the road, putting it in park and turning it off—unbuckling his seat belt along with yours.

“Think that was okay? What you pulled back there? Showing him what’s mine?” Your eyes widened and you could feel a throbbing sensation below, you crossed your legs in your seat and kept your face unreadable. Seeing you show off your breasts to the mutant had Logan seething, those were for his eyes only. You were his.

“Did Cupid use his powers on you? You okay.—“ He cut you off and pulled you by your hair, forcing your face towards his and pressing his lips onto yours—which you happily accepted. His lips were so intoxicating and you couldn’t—didn’t want to pull yourself from them. Finally getting what you wanted and when he pulled away, spit trail following, you whimpered; eyes plagued with arousal.

“Logan…” you whispered and he chuckled. “I know princess, I can smell how much you want it.” He patted his lap and you practically hopped out of your seat and into his lap, reconnecting your lips while grinding against his bulge that pressed into your middle.

Both of your hands roamed each other’s bodies, kissing and licking on each other’s sensitive spots, the car steaming up from your actions. Soon, you couldn’t bear the teasing anymore and you slowly pulled your clothes off; your top along with your bra being flung into the passenger seat—while you continued to occupy his lap.

His large hands cupping your breasts, earning a soft moan from you, before he replaced his hands with his mouth; his warm tongue glued onto your sensitive nipples. You couldn’t help your moans, hands tugging on his hair, lower half grinding on his clothed cock.

“Please Lo….neeed you to fuck me,~” You begged, moaning when he put your nipple in between his teeth, teasing it lightly.

“Gotta taste you first. Get that pretty ass in the back, princess.” You happily hopped in your car’s back seat, tugging your jeans off your thighs while he climbed in the back right behind you, pulling the jeans completely off of you—putt them with the rest of your clothes.

He eyed your half naked body, licking his lips while he trailed down from your face to the wet spot that appeared on your dark grey panties. “So wet for me. Never give this pussy up, okay?” He spanked your clothed cunt, making you yelp out and nodded your head; bottom lip between your teeth—watching his every move.

He pulled off his leather jacket, and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down to his ankles; his muscles practically ripping through his beater. Both set of lips flushed with wetness, ready for what’s to come next and when he connected his mouth with your sopping wet cunt after tearing those panties off ya—your eyes immediately rolled back into your head.

Logan’s own eyes closing after tasting you, savoring how sweet you tasted. He had been thinking about this ever since he met you. He had fantasized about you every night, dreaming about you cumming all over his face. And now here he was, fulfilling his wish.

His tongue lapped up your juices like he was a dog drinking from his bowl, sucking on your throbbing clit; making you let out a series of moans—hands connecting with his hair again. “F-f-fuck….feels soo good, Lo’.” He hummed in response, lips still attached to your cunt while he added two fingers into the mix, pumping in and out of your wetness.

You were a babbling mess, moving your hips up and down; almsot riding his face—orgasm seconds away and you desperately needed to let go. “Gonna cum for me princess? Go ahead, cum all over my face. I need to taste how gushy this cunt can be.”

He was so nasty with his words, you couldn’t help but to let go; cumming all over his face and creaming on his fingers. Logan didn’t stop lapping up your juices or fucking your with his fingers, he kept going—wanting to drain all of you, until you had to beg him to stop. You pulled him up by his hair and smashed your plump lips on his, tasting yourself—moaning while he palmed your still throbbing cunt.

You pulled away and pulled his boxers down by the hem, freeing his cock; his eyes glued to yours as you immediately went to rubbing on his head. His translucent slick melting into your hands while you rubbed and jerked his mushroom tip. You watched his face contort with pleasure, his hips slowly pumping up into your fist.

“Stop teasing me, princess.” He let out a small whimper and you felt a heartbeat shoot through your core after hearing it. Logan watched as you spread your legs across his lap, squatting and angling his dick at your entrance—lowering yourself down and hissing from how he stretched you out. He was so big, pushing your walls past its normal limit. It had been a while, but none of them had ever reached his size.

“So big…” his hand fell on your hip, fingers grasping onto your ass, holding you when you finally lowered down onto him all the way.

“I know baby, but you can take it.” He slapped your ass making a slutty mewl leave your lips. You stayed like that for a moment, cunt clenching and unclenching around him before you started to bounce on him. You gasped as his tip practically kissed your cervix, his dick so deep inside of you.

But, as you continued to move, that threshold of pain vanished and was replaced with pleasure. You happily bounced on his dick, skin clapping with each move you made; his lips ghosting yours as your face was mere inches apart.

“Just like that, princess….shit,” You were so fucking tight and wet, cunt so slippery, creating a sheen of wetness on his cock. The mutant never had anything like this and he wasn’t going to give it up to anybody.

“Showing off those pretty titties to other men? Fuck, i could kill him. Want me to do that?” He grunted, pushing your hips down, making you take him even deeper. You shook your head and gripped onto his muscular shoulders, keeping steady as you bounced.

“N-no…I'm sorry, daddy! Fuck—you’re reaching so deep, Logan!” You were clinging to him so tightly, the man was losing it. He pushed you all the way down, big rough hands gripped your waist, while his tip was pressed right in your cervix—before he scooted halfway off the car seat and pushing your torso closer to his, proceeding to drill your cunt sloppy.

The loud squelching noise combined with your sweet noises was enough fuel for the wild mutant. Your ass jiggling with each movement, rocking the car as you bounced. You were close, so close now and he felt it. Felt how your walls were spasming around his girth and how louder your moans got when he hit that spot over and over. And he was right behind you too.

“Let it go, princess. Cum for daddy~” His voice was deep and sensual, adding to the intense pleasure you were receiving—making it easier for you to cum. You were seeing white as you came; nails digging into his shoulder blades while gushing all over his cock.

And as he continued to split your cunt in half, his own release came down hard and he was pumping milky white ropes inside of you. He growled in your ear, sending shivers down your back and straight to your cunt—earning a stream of clear arousal from it, drenching his cock and the seat beneath him. You had never squirted before and with Logan being the first, had you deeper in love than you were ever before. You were his for the taking.

After cleaning you up and helping you get dressed, Logan left you in the backseat of your car before starting the car up and continuing with the drive to the mansion. He kept his eyes on you in the rear view mirror, watching you as you slept; a smile etched on his face before he placed a cigar into his mouth.

He was in love and he was never going to lose you. You were his best rider after all.

[planetsage]

Hi babes I hope you're doing well, and I was wondering what's it like being nanami's ( obedient) stay at home wife 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Any whosies how was your day 🤞🏻🤞🏻

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starting my day w nanami i can tell it’s gonna be a good one🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ contains. f!reader, lifestyledom!nanami, sub!reader, housewife activities, somno, throat bulge, vibrator in public, spanking, bondage.

nanami holds you, his pretty little housewife, to very high expectations:

every morning, you wake up before the sun can get too intrusive, peak its warmed golden rays through the window and stir your husband awake, to make him breakfast. usually something light with a nice cup of coffee. you religiously wear his button downs with nothing underneath like a uniform. they completely envelop you in his musky scent. an earthy but warm aroma, reminiscent of a damp forest after a rain, sinking into every single pore of your body, reminding you of him with every breath.

after breakfast preparations are done, you slip back into bed to wake him. pulling out the softness of his cock to suckle on and let grow in your warm mouth. making sure he wakes up nicely so the rest of his day can go smoothly as well. “ahh good morning, honey — haahh, watch .. watch the teeth, love mmmhhmmm there you go, atta girl” his deep voice gravelly from just waking up, resonant, hums in your ears.

while he’s gone, you meticulously clean every nook and cranny of the house. he expects perfection from you, but only because he knows his lovely wife is capable. scents of fresh linen and polished wood mix and suffuse the loft perfectly. just how he likes it. you always cook dinner for him and sometimes when he comes home a little early he’ll come up from behind and slip a warm yet rough hand on the curve of your waist, “smells delicious love watcha makin’ hm?” kissing your neck before nibbling at the receptive skin. and you lean into his embrace, “your favorite”

but usually he comes back to you after dinner is already packed up and finished and you greet him at the door ready to submit. ready to please him because the stress of the workday is a physical entity that clings adding pounds to his shoulders. he pulls you into him as you work on the buttons of his shirt peeling away his clothes, “missed me?” you hum in agreeance running a freshly manicured set of nails per his black card down the hard planes of his body, “always. let me take care of you”

he loves to see you on your knees. barking out the command to watch you dig them into the ground underneath him. has to train your throat to take all of him because he’s just so big, plugging up your little mouth, stretching out your jaw making you gag and cry around him, “almost there baby cmon, know you can do it” rubbing a thumb at the bulge that pokes out your tight throat.

and teaches you how to take him, telling you “honey, arch .. arch s’more for me” guiding you with heavy hands, “uhuh theerree you go. perfect” before sliding his fat cock head against your clit.

in public, at business dinners, he’ll have you wear a little vibrator that he controls with his phone. setting it to a constant hum that has white take over your eyes, your heart pounding in your head. he loves watching you struggle to keep your composure in the presence of his higher ups. turning the little thing all the way up when introducing you to someone.

and he constantly praises you for your obedience. not just sexually but day to day, “you’ve been so helpful today baby, thank you” kissing you with a softness that makes him forget if he’s ever loved anyone else.

but when you disobey, which is rare, he makes sure to correct you. you’ll never learn if there isn’t any punishment involved, taking you over his knee to slap at your ass so hard he leaves his mark. telling you, “quiet” when you cry out and pull at the ropes he tied snug against the small of your wrists.

after though, he pulls you into his ribs, holding the hand inside you, and whispering sweet some things into your ear, “you did so well for me, baby. always do so good. i love you so much, forever, my everything” cupping your face with hands so gentle they feel scared.

all in all, you cater to his desires and he to yours with love.

[cheri-2047]

a scenario where “they find out you’re pregnant after you break up” with alhaitham, ayato, alhaitham, diluc, wriothesley or just any of them?? 🙂‍↕️

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I haven’t started the inazuma quest so I don’t know much about ayato, this is completely based off on his voicelines so my bad.

as for Alhaitham diluc and wriothesley

THERE WILL BE AN ATTEMPT ! (I had hyper fixations on alhaitham and a lil bit on wriothesley)

I added LYNEY to the mix cause I need to see his x reader tag filled after days (it’s been less than 24 hours) of it not being filled

this will be mostly headcanons cause I’ve been losing motivation to write full fics lately 😔 I’m gen sorry

”You’re…pregnant?” With Alhaitham, Wriothesley, Ayato, Diluc, Lyney

TAGS: is pregnancy a tag 😭 it’s just y’all talking abt it 😭 alcohol (diluc)

CHARACTERS: haitham wriothesley, ayato, diluc, lyney.

MENTIONS OF: kaveh, sigewinne, kaeya, ayaka, Thoma, Lynette, freminet

ALHAITHAM:

you doorbell on his home, only to see…

kaveh.

”oh! It’s been awhile since you visited, uhh… he’s still at the akademya…would you like to wait or…”

kaveh lets you in and it’s up to you if you want to leave honestly. He’s aware you two broke up but decided not to pry into it anymore (to help both you and Alhaitham handle it on your own)

as you wait, you just watch him make his blueprints, he offers you drinks while you wait, but the moment the door opens kaveh packs up and leaves the room

“Alhaitham…?”

you called out for Alhaitham, as he looks at you with wide eyes.

“….”

he nods his head to acknowledge your presence.

“it’s been awhile.”

he sat across from you.

“why the sudden visit?”

“look, remember that night when we…. Um…”

“….what about it…?”

when you told him about it, he was speechless for awhile

”come again?”

you two sit in silence for awhile, both of you PRAYING that the other says something

”…what do YOU want?” He asks, wanting to know if you’ll keep the baby or not.

”I was hoping I could keep it… I just wanted to tell you since you know…”

he nods, he stands up and sits next to you.

He smiles, “would you be okay with raising them together?”

he was actually pretty happy that you wanted to keep the baby, both of you before you broke up wanted to have a family with each other. So he was still happy that you were still up to it

you nod

”I want us to try again” he says, while holding both your hands.

”I want to try to fix this relationship…do you?”

of you say yes, he smiles and hugs you, if you say no, he nods and says he understands, but still asks if he can raise the kid with you

”do you want to move in?” He offers, “I have a spare room, you can stay there while we fix our relationship, no rush…”

he assures you,

you nod. “I guess kaveh’s getting another roommate huh? Ah- another two roommates” he smiles as he rubs your belly.

while you’re pregnant, he takes care of finances, everything really. He pampers you and stuff

kaveh is happy for the both of you just “as long as you don’t make me the babysitter…. Except for if you lessen my rent”

When the baby comes haitham was there to support you

you two took care of the child pretty well (Kaveh taking care of the kid VOLUNTARILY since he’s grown to get attached to them, he even teaches them how to draw as they grow up)

Alhaitham and you get your relationship fixed (yayyy)

Alhaitham comes home earlier to help with the baby, he plays with the kid and does everything in general

he reads the kid as many books as they want, every day even if he’s busy he WILL make time for the kid.

sometimes he takes the baby to work with him, and while he works he talks to the baby (he teaches things to them as well)

Alhaitham proudly introduces them to Cyno and nari and they call Collei the sister of your kid

make another request if u want them as parents headcanons cause I can fill thousands of these

WRIOTHESLEY:

You and wriothesley ended your relationship on pretty good terms

you still visit him sometimes and that’s how this whole thing started

sigewinne started to notice how you constantly looked in pain, or how some days you come later than usual

she didn’t say much about it until she could have sworn she heard you throwing up in one of the bathrooms.

she asks you what’s wrong and when you say you don’t know, she brings you in for a checkup.

that’s when you found out. “you’re pregnant!”

she says happily while clapping her hands. “Congrats!”

you panicked, knowing EXACTLY who the father was.

“….whats wrong?”

she asks, noticing your silence

“…is it wriothesley?”

you nod, not even knowing how to tell him or how he will react.

“I’m sure he’ll be glad, ah speak of the devil!”

he entered the room, he heard you throwing up and he panicked. But when he entered the room, he had an unreadable expression.

“you’re…pregnant?”

he asked. And that’s when you realized he heard everything. As you nod he takes awhile to think

He sits down on one of the infirmary beds in front of you,

“….can we keep it? If you don’t want to I understa-“

you nod, he smiled and moved beds to sit next to you.

sigewinne went away to give you two some privacy

”I don’t want them growing up here though” he chuckled, he didn’t want the kid growing in the fortress of meropide

”wouldn’t let ‘em even if we had the option” you joked back, as wriothesley held your hand

”…you’re really okay with keeping the baby? Don’t wanna have regrets now”

as you reassure him, he pulls you into a hug

”how do we raise them?” He asks, squeezing your hand a bit

”what do you mean?”

”as…as best friends like we are now? Or… do.. do you want to try again? Being in a more… serious relationship I mean”

mid you say u wanan try, he’ll be happy and afterwards press a kiss to your cheek, and if you say no, he will nod but still be happy you two can have a family.

ge ends the talk with “I love you”

during pregnancy he makes sigewinne go to your home to help you when he’s busy

The moment you say ure in too much pain, he runs to your home, and cares for you the entire time.

eventually you move in to his mansion, and his maids take care of your cravings and all

He feels bad for being absent but every day when he comes home he has a gift for you <3

i feel wriothesley wouldnt want the kid to be scared with the criminals he handles so he doesn’t talk much about work at home

he enjoys being with you, he is more at home now as much as he can.

he’s in charge of diapers, he doesn’t care if he’s out he told you he will do it

in fact he’s like that with almost everything.

The moment you try to tell him “I can do it” he goes

“You’ve spent 9 months taking care of this kid on your own, no buts.”

he wants you to have a breeze with the kid

Every night, the kid cuddles with you two to sleep.

He makes an effort to go out with you two, on picnics or anthing, he wants to make sure this kid is loved due to his backstory

jes also very protective of the kid, he loves you two very much

AYATO:

You and ayato ended your relationship pretty formally, he didn’t want you two to have bad blood between each other

you don’t keep in touch much, but occasionally he sends messages asking how you are and all.

Lately however, you’ve been getting more sick and feeling bad. You asked your friends about it and they didn’t really know what to do, they passed it off as “maybe you ate something bad?”

you couldn’t handle it anymore, so one day you went to the hospital with your friend ayaka. Ayaka was one of your closest friends, even before dating ayato you two were already close, she went with you to the hospital (since you didn’t want to go alone) and after awhile, you two found out you were pregnant.

“Congratulations!” She clapped, as the doctor left the room. “What’s with the long face?”

“….I need to talk to ayato…. Ayaka do you know if he’s busy today?”

she then realized what you meant, before nodding and helping you check out of the hospital

that same day, luckily when you dropped her off, ayato was right outside, just taking a stroll around. He waved when he saw you and ayaka.

ayaka asked him if he was busy and he shook his head. And that’s when she left the two of you.

“it’s been quite some time hasnt it? What’s so urgent?”

he asks as you two continue to walk outside the kamisato estate

As you explain to him the situation, he stops walking

”you’re sure? You double checked?”

its not that he doesn’t want the baby, it’s just he’s worried about the amount of pain you’ll go through

he brings you two to sit outside (on a chair ofc) and as you tell him you were sure, he was speechless for a bit

”…dear i think it’s up to you for what to do”

”if you’d like to keep it, I’d be more than happy to raise them with you, but if not…I’ll help you get things arranged”

if you say you keep it, he will smile and kiss you on the cheek.

”sorry” he chuckles

”can I raise them with you?”

if you say no he says he will then just support you financially and if you say yes, he will clap in excitement

as you’re pregnant, he lets you stay in his house (in the comments please tell me if his home has a name so I’ll edit it) and he spends more nights working more to ensure you two have everything enough for the baby (even if he’s already rich)

He takes some more days off than usual, just caring and pampering you

ayaka is so happy that her best friend lives with her and she also helps u too, morning sickness? If Ayato’s busy, she’ll be right there to hold your hair back. cravings? She will immediately ask the chef to cook it for you.

Thoma also is more than delighted to help, he’s actually really happy for you two.

as for your relationship with ayato, things aren’t sure. But he would always be open to the idea of trying again with you

once the baby arrives, ayato drops what he’s doing and immediately runs to you, he takes you to the hospital (ayaka and thoma too) and stays by your side and holds your hand the entire time

once the baby is out, he would go “good job darling, I’m so proud of you” and kisses you on the forehead

he takes a LOT of days off more now, (ayaka volunteered to do his work for her even if it’s difficult) and he pampers you and the kid

its up to you if you want to raise your kid as the next heir, but ayato definitely wouldn’t force you (or the kid, he would ask the kid once he’s older if they want and gives him 2 years to change their mind is they say yes or no)

he asks thoma to help him learn how to cook, change diapers, etc, he genuinely just wants to make this kid feel as loved as possible.

if your baby cries in the middle of the night he tucks you in and handles it himself.

he’d honestly be a good dad even if he’s really busy at times.

DILUC:

”what?”

“immm pregnant….”

you said, completely out of your mind after you had a few drinks at the tavern.

“y/n you’re drunk.”

he thinks you’re joking, but suddenly you pull out a pregnancy test

“Tadaaaaa…..”

he looks at you in shock

“where did you get this?”

“From me…?”

“It’s no time for jokes y/n where did you get this”

“i can take another one if you wanttt”

not only does he have to deal with this, but he also has to deal with you being drunk as hell.

“not now, oh god if you’re serious… you drank too much alcohol”

he panics, he immediately takes the drinks away from you and carries you to your home in mondstadt.

“please tell me you’re lying”

it’s not that he doesn’t want the baby, he’s just scared that you ARE pregnant and since you drank a lot that night, it would damage the baby

“woah there”

diluc bumps into kaeya, and kaeya looks at him weirdly to find you just muttering in his arms

“Kaeya, I need you to do me a favor”

“oh? Not even daring to speak to your brother for months only to come back for a favor hmm?”

“I’m serious this isn’t a game!”

Kaeya then nodded

“alright alright, what do you want”

Diluc explains to him what you announced and he asked for him to go to the pharmacy to ask if you did buy tests.

“alright, I’ll meet you in her home”

kaeya runs and diluc runs to your home, laying you down in your bedroom.

he runs to the bathroom and he does see a box of tests and 3 other positive tests.

“…so you were serious huh?” He sits next to you on your bed, seeing how you passed out from the drinks.

he watches over you the entire night, thinking things through

kaeya comes and confirms you bought them, and he thanks him.

”so you’re gonna be a dad?” kaeya asks, looking at his brother

”…I mean… y/n and I did want to be parents… it’s just yeah.. the falling out”

“what are you gonna do about it?”

”…if she keeps the baby, I’ll gladly help her. I’ll ask adelinde to stay in her home or she stays in the manor” (forgot what his home is called)

”so I’m gonna be an uncle huh?” Kaeya jokes

”I’d actually be really happy if you’d support this” diluc admits,

”of course I do, you’d be a good dad” kaeya reassures him

a few hours later kaeya leaves and in the morning you remember your conversation with diluc

he talks you over with it and once you two reach an agreement, he smiles.

he takes you to his manor and even if he has to work, he’s home earlier every day to help.

he starts building things, a crib, etc

once the baby is out, adelinde helps you two, and diluc overall though he’s strict, he’s really good

be plays with the kid, teaches them to attack, anything the kid wants, he supports

during arguments (if it’s between you and diluc) he makes sure the kid doesn’t hear, he doesn’t want to scare him.

”hey kiddo, let’s get you to your room okay? Ah and wear this” he hands him headphones “no taking off okay?”

You two however, sleep in different rooms.

if you Two get together, then in the same room.

diluc loves you two very much (kaeya and Adelinde as well)

Adelinde does usual chores and plays with the kid when you both are busy

and kaeya makes a bigger effort to visit more

actually what’s really nice is kaeya and diluc gets close again, when they both play with the kid, they themselves get reminded of their childhood and it’s really wholesome honestly

LYNEY:

(I love him so much)

when you two dated, you two were actually roommates. Up until now you two are roommates, and best friends

You didn’t even take any suspicion that you were pregnant, he just noticed more changes in your mood how you always looked in pain.

one morning, you suddenly had morning sickness, he was cooking breakfast and once he heard your retching, he closed the flame and ran, he pulled back your hair and rubbed your back

“there there,”

when you finished, he ran to get you some water and sat with you against the bathroom wall for a bit

“I think we need to talk”

“hm?”

“this- it can’t just be a coincidence Mon cher”

(I HEADCANON THAT HE GOT USED TO CALLING YOU PET NAMES IN UR RELATIONSHIP AND YOU SAID THAT ITS OKAY THAT HE DOES THAT)

“what do you mean?”

“you’ve been having more pains yes? Your mood has been more down lately, and your morning sickness?”

“morning sickness? No Lyney I’m sure I just ate something bad-“

“I think you’re pregnant”

“…what?”

And that’s how this whole thing started

The entire morning he tries to convince you

”birth control isn’t… doesn’t always work” he mutters

if you’re in denial, he goes out later to buy a test.

once you try it, and it’s positive you try another

”I’m… I’m really….”

he nods

”…y/n? Do you want to keep them?”

If you nod, he smiled and hugs you tightly and if you say no, he says he will get arlecchino to help with the process.

you two remain roommates and you can tell he’s trying his best to pretend to still be in the actual relationship

one night, he talks to you talking about how he still wants to try again, with being lovers and all

if you say no, he respects that and if you say yes, he presses kisses all over your face

he’s overjoyed really, and he’s so excited to tell Lynette and freminet

as for father… he doesn’t know how she will react so he writes her a letter

and she’s happy, she supports, but comes the next question

”what do we do with the fatui?” Lyney explains that he doesn’t want the kid to even HEAR about the fatui, especially with the trauma he got from it but at the same time, he doesn’t want to lie

You two decide to hide it as best as you can from the kid and tell him when he’s older. It isn’t the best choice but LYNEY doesn’t want the kid to be haunted by the crimes and all

he pampers you, comes home earlier form missions and he genuinely loves you a lot, if you want something no matter how far, he WILL get it

once the babies come out, yes, babies, you gave birth to twins,

he was the happiest person ever, kissing you and thanking you and telling you that he’s so proud of you and all.

he raises the kids very well, he doesn’t want them to end up being sad at all.

magic tricks? Always there. Every time the kids say something magical lyney tríes his best to make it come true

je loves you all very much

anything the child wants, he will support.

he teaches them some magic tricks and buys them their own cards.

lynette and freminet visit often and they help you two take care of the kids, and arlecchino

shes really proud of lyney :)) and she won’t force the kids to join the fatui

lyney always does his all to make you all happy, and sometimes he even falls asleep while watching over the kids

he wants to make life as easy for you and sometimes he forgets about himself, but he appreciates it when you tell him you want the same for him

A/N: GOD THIS WAS SO FUN, sorry I didn’t add any periods or capitalization, it’s just headcanons and I don’t wanna be like EXTREMELY serious about this cause it’s just for fun. Anyways thanks for requesting !! I added LYNEY cause I love lyney so much like omfg. I didn’t color code it since I’m not using the tumblr app anymore (rip storage) and so that’s why I have to use the site. Anyways thank you for requesting and my bad again if I mischaracyerized them, just comment if I did and I’ll change it <3 comments on how I can improve are appreciated!

[moonchild033]

5H-Pregnancy and Children (Part 2) 🤩🩷

NOTE: I'm covering the left out planets in this subtopic on the previous post. I accidentally focused a lot on how ur child can be rather than ur relationship with ur child (I focused on this perspective on part 1 planets). However I believe that you yourself can obtain an idea of how the relationship might be based on reading this. Kindly NOTE that this is not ur child's birth chart to interpret their personality truly, these are just some general takes❤️✨ Also this can apply mostly to the first child 🙂‍↕️🫡

(These observations are based on the whole sign system, sidereal charts and all obs are subject to change with other aspects in the chart, so don't conclude anything with a single placement, take whatever that resonates and leave the rest,hope you enjoy giving it a read, take it lightly!) ❤

Click here for part 1 !🫴🥰

5H JUPITER - You can have a lesser number of children, possibly female ones, they can seem to be wiser than their age, they could be the type to give you advice when you are down or simply try to make you laugh.🥹🧿 The child would be optimistic and can take expectation failures in a good way, rather than showing negative emotions. It is essential as a parent to let them know that it's okay for them to even voice out their negative feelings and they shouldn't have to overindulge on staying positive to the point that they forget to process negative emotions, teach them that life has grey parts and it's okay🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️. They can be helpful to other kids at school and can be a teacher's pet. They can surprise you by asking philosophical questions that don't match with their age and can be interested in religious texts, liking mythology stories as a kid. They can be magnanimous and give out their belongings to friends, so maybe you can see them losing a new pen or a pouch now and then lol 😂🤪. On the same note, teach them not to be a door mat and take care of their things, not letting anyone take advantage. As a child, they can even be more vulnerable in trusting, they believe that everyone is good (every child does, but take care of this specifically in this placement), let them know whom to trust and how to be safe by ur own parenting method🫠🫡. During pregnancy, you can experience more bulging in feet and the baby bump can be bigger, smooth delivery will be ensured if there are no malefic aspects falling on 5H.🩵🩵

5H SATURN - The kid can be fond of grandparents, can be closer to grandparents than the parents, you can see them being distant with their aged kids but can get along with older children and elders absolutely love them. This is the child who brings water to a guest without you asking them to, elders adore them because of their sincere and quiet nature even as a child😌☺️. Help the kid to become more expressive but don't force them to be someone which they're not, accept their personal space and reserved nature. They can be pessimistic and can hold many unspoken fears, encourage and give your support constantly rather than blaming their thinking and forcing them to be optimistic, which will lead them to further mask their thoughts. Through your unwavering support, the child will thrive and can grow to be optimistic by themselves🥺🤌. They can be scared of things that you might not consider as something to be scared of, but they have these deep unknown fears that u have to help them overcome without disregarding it. Their way of speaking might feel offensive to you, you might think of it as disrespect but it's usually their blunt honest nature, don't try to control traits like these just because you couldn't see the other side of it, it can lead to the child being afraid of being themselves or being unsure how to react 🫠❤️During pregnancy, you can feel higher sensitivity to cold, keep yourself warm and do exercises (under medical advice) to ensure normal delivery as this can give higher possibility of c-section. Take care of reproductive health to avoid problems in conceiving. Higher possibility for late pregnancy and first child being a male.💚💚

5H RAHU- The kid can be very mischievous and unpredictable. They can be having swift responses to everything and difficult to understand because of their tendency to merge with the surroundings and change their behaviour accordingly 🤭🫣.They can embody air sign energy a lot (ofc rahu nakshatras are all in air signs tho), which means they want to be constantly mentally stimulated to keep them from doing any unwanted mischievous things that could potentially cross the line. Make sure to provide the mental stimulation through interactive game sessions and answer all their nonsense questions in a convincing and child friendly way bcoz they'll eventually find another source to find out the answer which you may not like 🫢.They can be distracted and messy at many times, u may have to pay extra attention to take care of them. They may enjoy the company of animals, if they do, add a cat into your family which they may particularly like more than other animals 🐈🥰. The kid might get early exposure to the internet or very interested in technologically advanced products, make sure to provide them with parental control and screentime (whatever ur parenting method is). Don't try to control this kid, they're not like mars who is hell bent on doing something they LIKE, rahu does something you don't like just bcoz you told not to do so, they don't even have to LIKE it themselves to do it, ur dislike is enough for them to do something if u appear to be micro managing or controlling too much 😈🤪.These kids have to be handled in an intelligent manner, knowing when to let go and when to tighten the hold, bcoz they're too rebellious for their own good. You can have excessive cravings during pregnancy, take care to not overindulge in anything. Delivery maybe assisted even if it's normal (Depends on aspects 5H receives). Also, taking care of proper menstrual cycles is essential in 5H nodes for healthy conception. Higher possibility of first child being a male.🧡🧡

5H KETU- The kid might exhibit similar characteristics like 5H saturn interpretation but few differences can be seen. While 5H saturn's kids can mingle with older children and find comfort in the care of elders, 5H ketu's kids can thrive in isolation, they're not alone bcoz they're sad, they might enjoy their own company and live in their own mind, quietly being observant and keeping their thoughts within themselves 🩶🩶. Don't rush things with them, forcing them to speak a lot or asking them what they want to do or what they're thinking of, it's possible that many times they might have a blank mind which is unusual for kids but they could have that from a younger age, so when they say they're not thinking of anything, u better believe that. It can feel like an one sided relationship or conversation to you, but don't stop those efforts, they'll eventually let you inside their world 🤗🥰. It's a weird push and pull with this kid, they might crave for your attention from the inside but also feel the need to be left alone, keep the conversation open and avoid getting frustrated bcoz of this confusing behaviour, u just keep on giving them what they want at the moment bcoz these kids can easily feel insecure or abandoned by you even if it's not ur intention 🥹🫂.They could be interested in knowing about the religious practices, you can teach them prayers if they show interest earlier on. Node placements in 5H, their children can show their liking towards animals, for ketu it can be dogs 🐕😍. During pregnancy, you can experience lots of mood swings and appetite issues, make sure to keep both your physical and mental health stable. Higher possibility of first baby being a girl.🩷🩷

Let's Learn and Grow Together ❤️‍🔥

With Love - Yashi ♥️⚡

Masterlist 💖

[v6quewrlds]

❝ fuksumn, t. higgins. ❞  ‎ ‎ ┉  

‎ ⁎⠀┉⠀summary: competition keeps things interesting in your relationship. but when tee looks that good all the time, maybe losing isn't such a bad thing.

‎ ‎ ⁎⠀┉⠀author's note: WHERE ARE THE TEE FICS YALL, did i spend 45 mins looking for a tee pic for the header? yes. why? mind your business, i do in fact have another tee fic i'm working on bc someone gotta write for him and i guess it will be me 🙂‍↕️ day two of my no nut november series.

‎ ‎ ⁎⠀┉⠀warnings: smut, please do not interact with my work if you are under 18. language, established relationship, intentional use of aave in dialogue, "just the tip" trope, pretty tame otherwise.

‎ ‎ ⁎⠀┉⠀pairing: tee higgins x reader.

‎ ‎ ⁎⠀┉⠀word count: 2.9k.

"You know you not finna win that challenge," Tee teased, pausing his game to glance over at you. His fingers paused over the controller, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

You rolled your eyes, not looking up from the laptop in your lap. "Oh, really?" You replied, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what makes you so sure?"

Tee leaned in closer, his tall frame stretching over the couch's arm. "C'mon, babe," he said, his voice low and playful. "Look at us right now. You stressed out with that paper, and I'm just chillin' here. Ain't nobody hornier than you when you stressed."

You couldn't help but laugh. "Is that your strategy?" You looked at him, your eyes sparkling. "To make me so stressed that I can't help but beg for it?"

Tee shrugged, his grin widening. "It's just science, baby. Stress turns into other things, if you know what I mean."

You playfully pushed his face away in an attempt to hide the racing of your heart. You couldn't deny that the tension between you two was growing thicker by the minute.

"Alright, Mr. Science," you said, closing your laptop with a dramatic sigh. "Let's say I'm the one to crack first, what do you want from me?"

Tee's eyes lit up with mischief. "Oh, I'm thinking something sweet," he said, setting his controller aside. "Maybe I'll get you to bake me that apple pie you been promising me for weeks."

You rolled your eyes again, but this time with a playful smile. "A whole pie just because I can't keep my hands off you?" You scoffed. "Try again, Tee."

Tee sat up, his movements deliberate and slow, his eyes never leaving yours. "Or maybe," he began, leaning in closer, "I could get you to wear that tiny ass dress I like so much."

You felt a shiver run down your spine, your cheeks flushing as you thought of the dress in question. It was a dark green dress that hugged your curves in all the right places, one that had driven Tee wild the last time you wore it. "What dress?" you said, playing coy. "The one that barely covers my ass?"

Tee nodded, his gaze lingering on your lips. "You know the one," he said, his voice a low rumble. "The one that makes me want to tear that ass up every time I see it on you. If I win, you gotta wear it without anything extra."

Your heart skipped a beat. The challenge was on, and you were already plotting your revenge. You leaned back into the couch cushions, crossing your arms over your chest. "Fine," you said, raising an eyebrow. "But if I win, you gotta clean the whole house. Spotless."

Tee laughed, the sound rich and warm. "You think that's gon’ be enough to make me crack?" He leaned closer, your bodies touching. "I'm telling you, I got more self-control than anyone you know."

Your eyes narrowed playfully. "Is that right?" you said, your voice a sultry whisper. "Let's see what you made of."

The days ticked by, and the flirty banter grew more intense. Every time you walked by Tee, you would brush your hand against his thigh, feeling the heat of his skin through his sweatpants. Tee would return the favor, placing a kiss to the edge of your jawline as he passed, making your skin tingle with anticipation. You both would catch each other's glances across the room, your eyes holding for a beat too long, before one of you would look away, trying not to crack first.

One evening, as you sat at the kitchen counter with your laptop, Tee came up behind you, his hands resting on the counter to close you in. He kissed your neck gently, his breath hot against your skin. You swallowed hard, your fingers trembling as you typed. "You're playing dirty," you murmured, trying to keep your voice steady.

"Just a little taste, baby," Tee said, his teeth grazing your ear. "C'mon, don’t tell me you ‘ont want it."

Your resolve wavered. You could feel his solid form pressing against you, and it was getting increasingly harder to resist. You knew he was enjoying every second of this game, watching you squirm. "Tee, I'm tryna focus," you said, your voice betraying the desire coursing through your veins.

"Mm-hmm," Tee murmured, his kisses moving down your neck, sending a shiver through you. "But you know you want it." His voice was a soft caress, his breath a whisper.

Your grip tightened on your laptop, the heat from his body enveloping you. "I'm not gonna be the one to break," you insisted, your voice wavering. You could feel the warmth of his crotch against your backside, the evidence of his desire unmistakable.

"You sure about that?" Tee challenged, his hands sliding around to cup your breasts. He gently squeezed, his thumbs swirling over the soft nipples hidden underneath your shirt. You bit your lower lip to stifle a moan, your eyes squeezing shut. The sensation was almost too much to handle, your body begging for more.

"Tee..." you warned, your voice thick with need. You could feel the wetness pooling between your legs, your resolve slipping away like sand through your fingers. He knew exactly where to touch, and how to make your body sing.

Tee chuckled, the sound vibrating against your skin. "Come on, baby," he coaxed, his voice a sweet symphony of temptation. "Just a little bit. Let me fuck you right." He leaned in closer, his warm breath fanning across your face.

"Just the tip." You finally broke, your voice barely above a whisper. "Just to cool the tension."

Tee's smirk grew wider as he pulled back, his eyes gleaming with victory. "Is that right?" He stepped closer, his jeans tenting with his own need. "You want me to give you just a lil’ taste?"

You nodded, your eyes half-lidded with desire. "Just the tip," you repeated, your voice strained. "That's all."

Tee's hand trailed down your stomach, his fingers deftly unbuttoning your jeans. He slid them down just enough to expose the top of your panties. His own breathing grew heavier as he leaned in, his mouth so close to yours. "Just the tip, then," he whispered, his hot breath fanning your face.

With a swift motion, he pushed aside the material of your underwear and found your wetness with his fingertips. You gasped, your eyes snapping open to meet his. "This pussy's always so wet for me," he murmured with a hint of surprise in his voice. He slipped one finger inside, just a little, watching your reaction closely.

"No fair," you panted, your eyes fluttering shut again as Tee's finger slid in and out of you, teasing you with every stroke. You could feel the tension in your body coiling tighter with every passing second.

"Couch." You almost demanded, your voice trembling with the effort of holding back. Tee chuckled, the sound sending vibrations through your body as he stepped back, allowing you to get up. Your legs felt wobbly, but you managed to make your way over to the couch.

As you lay down, your heart racing, Tee followed, his movements more predatory than ever. He hovered above you, his eyes dark with desire, and you couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. He slid off your jeans completely, leaving you in just your panties and shirt.

Your breath hitched as Tee slid in, just the tip as promised. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through your core. You bit your lip to keep from moaning too loudly, your eyes locked onto him as he began to move. The friction was maddening, so close to what you really wanted but not quite enough to satisfy.

"Tee," you whimpered, your body arching up to meet his.

He smirked down at you, his eyes filled with a mix of challenge and lust. "You sure about this?" He whispered, his voice thick with his own desire.

You hesitated, your eyes searching Tee's. The tension in the room was suffocating, the air heavy with need. You could feel your resolve slipping, the desire to give in to the challenge overwhelming. "A little more," you breathed, your voice barely audible.

Tee's smirk grew as he pushed in a little further, his movements deliberate and slow. Your eyes rolled back in your head, a soft moan escaping your lips. The feeling was a delicious temptation, but it was also torture, a sweet agony that made you want to scream. "That's it, baby," Tee murmured, his eyes never leaving yours. "Take it."

Your nails dug into the couch cushions as Tee began to move faster, his hips rolling in a rhythm that was just shy of satisfying. You could feel your orgasm building, the pressure growing with every stroke. "Come on, baby," he coaxed, his voice a seductive purr. "You know you want more."

Your eyes remained locked as he slid in deeper, his thickness filling you just enough to make your toes curl. Your breath came in shallow gasps, your body begging for release. "Fuck," you groaned, your resolve crumbling. "Okay, okay... more."

With a grin of victory, Tee leaned down, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss as he pushed all the way in, your moan muffled by his lips. You moved together, your bodies in perfect harmony, the challenge forgotten in the heat of the moment.

Your hands roamed underneath his shirt and up his back, your nails digging into his skin, urging him to go deeper, faster. Tee complied, his strokes becoming more intense, each one pushing you closer to the edge. Your kiss grew more frantic, your breaths mingling as your tongues danced together.

The room was filled with the sound of your muffled moans and the rhythmic slap of skin on skin. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in tight, your body writhing beneath him as he claimed you. You were both lost in the moment, the challenge nothing but a distant memory.

Tee's hand slipped under your shirt, his thumb brushing against your nipple, sending a shiver of pleasure through your body. You arched up, pushing your chest into his hand, your breath coming in ragged pants. He broke the kiss, his mouth moving to your neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

"Tee," you moaned, your hands tangling in his hair as he worked his magic. His teeth grazed your earlobe, sending an electric shock to your core. "I'm gonna come, baby," you panted, your voice trembling.

"Not yet," he murmured, his voice thick with his own desire. He pulled out almost entirely, leaving just the tip of his dick teasing you.

Your eyes flew open, your pupils dilated with passion. "Tee, you can't do this to me," you pleaded, your voice a desperate whine.

He chuckled against your neck, the vibrations sending another tremor through you. "But I can," he said, his voice filled with smug satisfaction. "And I will."

With every ounce of willpower you had, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows, one of your hands curling around the right side of his jaw. "Please, baby," you begged, your voice a breathy whisper. "I can't take it. You win."

Tee's eyes gleamed with mischief as he leaned in closer, his voice a low purr. "Are you giving in so soon?" He began to pull out completely, the tip of his dick slipping from your warmth.

Your eyes snapped open, your body taut with need. "Yes, Tee," you huffed, your pride wounded. "I'll wear that damn dress for you, just..."

You gasped as he slammed back into you, his dick filling you up completely. "Just don't stop," you whimpered, your voice a desperate plea as you fell back onto the couch.

Tee chuckled, the sound sending waves of pleasure through you. He leaned down, capturing your mouth in a rough kiss as he began to move again, his strokes deep and deliberate. Your legs tightened around him, your hips rising to meet every thrust. The pressure in your core grew, the anticipation of release building like a crescendo.

Tee's hand found yours, your fingers lacing together as he picked up the pace. "You so beautiful when you get like this," he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours. The love in his gaze only added to the intensity of the moment. "All mine," he whispered, his voice a declaration.

You felt a wave of emotion wash over you, the love and desire in Tee's words fueling your own passion. "Yes, baby," you whispered back, your eyes filled with longing. "Always. All yours."

"Fuck, baby," you groaned, your nails digging into his back as you felt yourself getting closer to the edge. His rhythm was unrelenting, each stroke sending jolts of pleasure through your body. Your eyes squeezed shut, your breath coming in short gasps as you tried to hold on, not wanting the feeling to end.

"Oh, you're so tight," Tee whispered in your ear, his breath hot and ragged. He could feel you tightening around him, your body begging for release. "You gon’ come for me, baby." His words were a promise, a demand, and a question all rolled into one.

"Gonna come all over this couch, baby girl," Tee murmured, his voice a dark promise that sent a fresh wave of heat through you. "Make a mess just for me." He swiveled his hips, hitting that spot deep inside you that had you panting and whimpering his name.

You could feel the orgasm building, a pressure that was almost painful in its intensity. "Tee, I can't," you gasped, your head shaking from side to side as another moan ripped through you. "Baby, it's too much."

"Nah, baby girl," Tee whispered, his eyes locked with yours. "You gotta take this dick, baby. Take it like the big girl I know you are." He leaned in closer, his teeth grazing your earlobe. "You wanted this dick so bad, now you gotta take it all."

Your bodies moved in perfect sync, the sound of your skin slapping together filling the room. Your breath hitched, your eyes rolling back as Tee's strokes grew more demanding. You could feel the orgasm approaching, no sense in stopping now. "Tee," you moaned out, your voice a desperate plea.

"Come for me, baby," he murmured, his own breathing growing more ragged. "Let it go." And with those words, you shattered, your body convulsing around Tee as you came, your moan echoing through the room. Tee groaned, the sight of your pleasure pushing him over the edge. He thrust into you one final time, his warmth flooding you as he reached his climax.

You both lay there, panting and tangled in each other's arms, the challenge a distant memory. Tee's chuckles rumbled against your skin as you swatted at him playfully. "You're so fucking evil," you accused, your voice filled with love and laughter.

"You love it," Tee countered, kissing your neck. "'Just the tip, Tee. Just a little more, Tee.'" He mimicked your earlier pleas, his voice teasing and full of laughter.

You couldn't help but laugh, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm. "Shut up," you said, your voice muffled against his shoulder. "You just lucky you good at this."

Tee leaned back, grinning down at you. "Good?" He repeated. "Baby, I'm the fucking best, and you know it."

You couldn't argue with that. "Fine," you said, your voice a mix of defeat and satisfaction. "You win. But you still cleaning the house."

"You the one that lost, remember?" Tee chuckled, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He pulled out of you, a smug smile playing on his lips as he watched you struggle to sit up, your legs still weak.

You rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face was genuine. "Whatever, you agreed to it," you said, though the protest lacked any real bite.

Tee leaned back, his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He looked down at you, sprawled out on the couch, your lips swollen and your chest heaving. He couldn't resist the urge to lean down and kiss you again, his lips finding yours in a lazy, lingering press. "Mm, you taste so good," he murmured against your mouth.

Your eyes fluttered open, a satisfied smile playing on your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "So do you," you whispered, your eyes searching his. The love in his gaze made your heart flutter.

Your fingers traced lazy patterns on Tee's back as you thought about the challenge. "You know," you began, your voice a lazy drawl, "I might have to make sure we never do that again."

Tee chuckled, his chest rumbling against yours. "Why's that?" He nibbled on your earlobe, making you squirm.

"Because you're too good at this," you said with a playful pout. "I'm never going to win anything against you."

Tee laughed, his deep chuckles sending a warm vibration through her. "Don't worry, baby," he said, his hand moving to cup your cheek. "I'll let you win at something."

You squinted your eyes as Tee fought back a laugh. "Nah, never mind," he gave in, retracting his hand and tickling your side. You squealed and giggled, trying to get away, but his grip was too firm, his touch too playful.

"Tee, stop!" you giggled, squirming under him. But your protests were weak, and your laughter only encouraged him more.

"Okay, okay," he said, his chuckles subsiding. "But you gotta admit, that was worth it." He leaned in, his mouth capturing yours in a sweet, tender kiss that made your heart swell.

Your eyes sparkled with mischief as you pulled away. "Maybe," you conceded, your voice light and playful. "But next time, I'm definitely winning."

"We'll see about that," Tee said, his eyes twinkling with a competitive glint.

[mayghosts]

Hi! 🎉 Could you write a fanfic with KK harvey? The song could be hurt my feelings by Tate McRae. Some tropes I had in mind are enemies to lovers, sports rivals, forced proximity. They could get all up in each other’s face on the ice and be so mad and play rough with each other and then confront each other in the locker room when everyone’s left and it ends up angsty with them getting all close again and LOTS! of teasing as well. IDK just an idea I had it would be lovely if you wrote it !!🙂‍↕️

HURT MY FEELINGS

SUMMARY: request!!! Reader plays for Minnesota and has a long running rivalry with Wisconsin player KK Harvey. (Brad Frost is Minnesota head coach)

WARNINGS: head injuries, fighting, slightly explicit

AN: kicking off the 500 celebration with a bang!! I hope this is everything you wanted and more 🫶

YOUR POV

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as the crowd seemingly got louder by the minute. You knew this game was going to be crowded, you just weren't expecting it to be this packed. Pressing your lips together, you looked at the girl positioned across from you. Blonde curls peaking out from the bottom of her helmet, the number four plastered across her back. You felt your adrenaline spike harder when she made eye contact with you again.

Glancing into the crowd, you immediately spotted her. Fling or girlfriend, you weren't sure, all you knew was that KK was fucking her. Wearing an official team jacket, you watched as she cheered from behind the glass. This only made your blood boil, you blamed it on your general hatred of the girl. You readjusted your grip on your stick before the whistle blew.

Brad always told you that you don't have to prove anything to anyone. That you “play best when you’re unattached.” However, Brad has never had a long running rivalry with someone who always gets to be the good guy in the eyes of the media. He also has never had multitudes of fan edits made about the “sexual tension” between him and his rival during the last game they played together. Brad is not rivals with KK Harvey.

So you took Brads words in one ear and out the other. Every other game this season, you swore to yourself that you would keep your emotions under wrap. Play as the machine you were scouted to be. The quick, calculated, and cold player the media raved over in articles. However, today was different, and it barely counted anyways. Just another pre-season game.

The puck went to Wisconsin first. The first period was mainly uneventful. You avoided KK, letting the rage simmer in your stomach. However you could feel your disposition slipping as you entered the second period. This girl Claire had been all over you. Constantly bumping and trailing you, giving you no space, you let it slide during the first period. But with Wisconsin pulling ahead at the start of the second, your patience was wearing thin.

You could tell Brad wasn’t pleased with your perfromamce this game either, especially this period. Changing plays last minute, pulling dramatic stunts to try and dirch Claire. He knew you weren't playing how he wanted, you knew you were benched if you didn’t close the growing point gap.

You rocketed down the ice, keeping the puck close to you before firing it to your center Taylor. A perfect pass, you watched as she fired it into the net. A perfect goal. Brad would like that. You kept your speed, as you went to circle behind the net.

The collision was hard. You heard it before you felt it. Claire had come fast from the other side of the net, smashing you into the boards. Your head hit the plexiglass hard. Crumbling to the ground you landed on all fours, your vision blurred as you felt hot blood stream out of your nose.

The arena silenced at the blow of the whistle. Claire stood frozen in front of you. You stood fast, dropping you stick, before ramming your fist against her face cage.

Immediately everything swarmed. The crowd was on their feet, yelling anything and everything. KK was immediately on you, roughly pulling you off Claire as you yelled at her. “Dont fucking touch me Harvey!” she glared at you hard, her grip softend slightly as she steered you away. “You always need to be the Godamn hero! You just can't- stop, I said don't fucking touch me!!” You squirmed out of her grip, knocking her hands away. Blood dripped of your chin onto the ice as Maggie immediately came between you two. Her mouth was moving but you couldn't hear a thing she was saying, tears brimmed in your eyes as you suddenly felt all the air leave your lungs.

Crumbling into Maggie, your head pounded as she helped you off the ice. You spent the rest of the game in the health office with the lights off.

We lost by two points.

Stepping into your team lockeroom, you were met with a freshly showered and clothed KK Harvey. Clad in loose grey sweats and a black nike sports bra, she sat on the bench across from the door like she was expecting you. Her hair was still wet from the shower and she had a look on her face that you assumed was irritation.

"Oh hell no," you muttered under your breath as you immediately turned to leave, pulling the door handle. To your dismay, the door did not open. "What the fuck did you do to the door Harvey?" You pulled harder at the door which did not open. “I didn't do shit to the door, you were the last one who touched it!” you groaned closing your eyes.

“Why are you even in here? Shouldn't you be out with you team? And your girlfriend?” She was quiet, just watching you as you stated back at her. “What? You want an apology or something?” She slumped over letting her head fall into her hands

“Is the door really not opening?” You rolled your eyes at her, “what do you think?” “You don't have to be such a bitch you know? I was only here in the first place to make sure you were okay-”

“Since when have you cared about my health?” “Can you not fucking interrupt me. Please.” “Oh my god I'm going to kill myself. You are so stuck up!” You stood up, walking towards her. “When was the last time you didn't get exactly what you want? You have the media, the fans, fucking everyone, wrapped around your finger. I'm SO sick of it!” She immediately stood up to meet you, stepping just a bit too close for an argument. The height difference left you slightly craning your neck to look up at her. She was silent for a moment.

“How bad is your head?”

“...Feels like its going to explode.”

You were silent again. You looked over her shoulder refusing to look her in the eye, but you could feel her blue eyes tracing your face.

“I’m not sorry.”

“I know.”

You flicked your eyes up to hers. Neither of you stepped away, clinging to whatever remained between you.

“Want me to turn the light off?”

You swallowed hard, “Yeah, please.”

As she flicked the light off, you collapsed against the couch. KK gingerly sat on the opposite edge.

“I’m sorry the media isn’t nice to you.” Once again you found yourself wanting to poke her eyes out. “KK that's not your fault-” you paused. The nickname slipped out a little too easily. You had never called her anything besides Harvey. You could feel her looking at you in the dark room, you knew what face she was making too.

"I know its not my fault, but I've had opportunities to say something to make it better and I haven't. You are my biggest competitor on the ice, you always play a tough game. But that dosen't mean I hate you or that you're a mean person...You're mean or cruel, I know your not."

You were quiet for a moment. "I'm just so tired of everything." You wanted to die as soon as you heard your voice tremble. To be fair you had kept the tears in through the whole incident and through your long discussion with coach after the game. You were planning on crying when you got back to your dorm. Crying infront of KK was a low. Desperately you looked up, pressing the heels of your hands into your eyes.

You felt her scooch down the couch to sit next to you. Gently, she grabbed your wrists as you let her pull them away from your face. "Don't do that you're going to make your head worse." She didn't let go as she softly held your wrists, her eyes surveying your bruised hands. Letting your head lull to the side, you could make out the faint outline of her face, the curve of her nose, and the glint in her eyes.

“Sorry.”

"Don’t be.”

She slowly runs her thumb over your forearm, her eyes tracing the veins in your left arm. You watched her face as you softly tucked a stray piece of wet hair behind her ear with your other hand. She peered up at you.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” 

You felt the butterflies in your stomach explode at her words. Climbing into your throat and clouding your brain.

“Yeah?”

“-and I know I can't because you're obviouly concussed and you've had a long day and I-”

Her words trailed off as you cupped her cheek with your right hand. Tracing your thumb under her eye.

Gently, she pulled you closer to her. Your knees connecting with hers. You both lingered for a moment, just a breath away from changing everything.

She kissed you like she loved you. Soft and sweet, nothing mattered at all except for her lips and her hands still holding your wrist. Gradually she pulled you ontop of her and you slowly pushed her into the couch.

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you pulled away. Her eyes raked over your face like she was trying to commit it all to memory. “God you're so fucking pretty” you slowly made your way to her neck, sucking purple marks into the exposed skin. She hummed at your actions, dropping her head to the side, her cheeks dusted a light pink. You settled your head on her chest letting your eyed droop shut.

“I wish we talked more.” your voice came out as almost a whisper. You felt her place a kiss on your head as she responded, “lets talk tomorrow okay?”

“Nothings gonna change, you know? I really like you Caroline.”

“I know baby, I know.”

“G’night Caro.”

You fell asleep as she gently traced patters on your back and she followed soon after.

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[pastlivesxpastlie]

What’s that you say? Smutty fluffy self indulgent fic with soft bf!vessel x plus size gf!reader? Wow🖤🙂‍↕️😇

established relationship • plus size reader • morning sex • thigh riding • dirty talk • pet names • some body worship 🖤 • icky sticky cutey

“You’re so warm.”

“And you’re chilly. Where’d you go, sugar?”

“Hmmm.” Vessel tucks his face in your neck as he snuggles closer to you under the deliciously warm blankets. “I was going to go run…but it’s raining and you look so cuddly.” He places soft kisses on your clothed shoulders before moving to your neck.

“You feel like a little ghost.”

“Oh?” His kisses move to your cheek. “See through? Spooky?”

You chuckle and rub his back absentmindedly with your nails. “No, dummy. You’re ice cold.” Finally your lips meet his. He isn’t cold for long when his arms snake around you and your bodies press against one another. Your hand trails down his side to his thigh. You squeeze it lightly and let out a little hum. “Mm strong boy.” Vessel moans and inhales sharply as you massage his toned body.

“You like your spider monkey?” he jokes. He thinks he’s a lanky mess. And maybe he is.

“I do.” You giggle and kiss his neck as his hands explore under your sweatshirt. “And you like this?”

“Hm. What could you be?”

“Chubby bunny?”

He squeezes your ass. “Eh. Not sure if I like that. You’re precious like a bunny…or a fairy…but maybe…” He starts to squeeze and massage your waist. “Maybe you’re my little cupcake.”

“Groan. Really, Ves?” you tease as his face moves to your neck again.

“You’re sweet.” kiss “It’s fun to…peel your little wrapper off…” kiss

You laugh and try to roll away but he traps you in his embrace. He’s so silly. But so sexy.

“There’s a whole lot of you in one compact little package. What’s not to like? Like a teddy bear.”

Your kisses become more desperate. Longer. Needier. You feel Vessel’s leg nudge between yours and you let it in. His strong thigh is flush with your pussy. Your hips have a mind of their own and grind down, your legs squeezing. It is impossible to keep from moving like this. And he encourages it, holding your plush hips loosely so you can move. He pulls from the kiss eventually and tightens his grip.

“Slow down, bear…” he chuckles. You had started humping him like a teenager in the backseat of a car. You blush and slow down, feeling a little embarrassed. “Just slow down…it’s not going anywhere.” He places kisses on your forehead as he starts to move you the way he wants. “No one’s taking it from you. Just relax… I’m right here…just feel good for me.”

And he holds you. Let’s you rut against his thigh as he kisses your face.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispers huskily in your ear. He sucks and nibbles on your earlobe as his spidery fingers trail up to your breast, coaxing your nipple to harden under his index finger. “You feel good, don’t you?”

You nod and whimper, feeling any tension melt out of your body as you slump like a ragdoll. He gropes your tits and moans softly—you love how much he loves them. You’re still riding his thigh without chasing any release. Just feeling to feel. You lift your sweatshirt up, inviting him wordlessly bury his face in your chest. God it feels amazing, him kissing and swirling his tongue on your nipple like he’s making out with you. The fire growing from your tummy to your pussy makes you clamp your thighs hard around him. He purrs from between your tits and maneuvers to lay back. The fingers of his left hand rubs your pussy a bit clumsily only because it isn’t his dominant hand but it still feels good. As he leaves little wet, pink marks from his acts of worship you can only let out little gasps and tiny whimpers…trying to say his name…trying to tell him how good it feels. But he knows. He knows how good it feels to have your body worshiped by the person who loves you. Hell. You taught him how. His mouth moves to your tummy. Your squishy softness that he loves so much.

“There’s so much of you…” he whispers against your skin, “and I still can’t get enough.”

You smile and chuckle a little, letting your hand drift below the covers to rub his stomach and tease the waistband of his sleep pants. “What a line, Ves.”

“Did you like that, darling?” He knows you’re just messing with him. He comes up and kisses your lips much to your delight. His lips are so soft. So naturally pouty. Pretty boy.

“I mean, I did…It was just…”

“Bit cheesy, yeah?”

You laugh and hold him close in a deep kiss. You were so in sync with one another as you both worked to get off each pjs. No one needed to ask if the other one was ready. Or if they wanted it. Your bodies just knew.

How many times have you done this? Watched him wince in pleasure and mutter little whispered curses as he pushes his cock inside your tight wet core? “Take it take it take it…fuck you’re so good. Such a good girl. My sexy little thing.” It doesn’t get old. It gets sexier each time. He bottoms out but immediately starts to fuck you steadily, his balls and public bone pressing firmly against you with each thrust in. He towers over you, making you feel tiny with his long arms caging in you against the bed. “Mmm fuck. Fuck…girlie I’m so sorry…I’m…”

It makes you laugh a little that he’s concerned about cumming when you’ve been cumming. “It’s ok…cum with me, Ves…please…”

His eyes burn through you in a way that makes you blush despite having done this and seen him this way a countless number of times. Vessel gently lifts your hands above your head and pins them both with one of his wide hands. His other hand comes up to your cheek, caressing you gently…a stark contrast to how he’s rutting into you and being such a dirty boy in your ear. “You want me to cum with you, sugar? Are you gonna make me? Huh? My best…gorgeous girl…” He collapses on you, gasping and whimpering in your ear, softly thrusting as he rides out his high. Instead of catching his breath, he lets his lips mash against you, his tongue licking in past your lush, pretty lips. You nuzzle your nose against his. Your hands flex under his grip.

“You gonna let me get up, sweet boy?”

Uh oh. You know that look.

[starkeysprincess]

ok hear me out on this. seasons 1-2 stepbro!rafe would like you riding his thigh or dry humping, but was always secretly hoping you’d want to go further, and seasons 3-4 stepbro!rafe would go absolutely feral and literally wouldn’t care if that’s all you needed because he finds it so hot.

he can just sit back and admire and tease you while you fall apart in front of him, and he loves that even when you’re doing the work, he has you under his control because if you’re tired or overstimulated, you have no choice but to keep feeling it when he bounces his leg and you’re whining “daddy” into his chest and soaking his pants. “I know you got a few more in you, babygirl. don’t stop now.”

ohhhhhhh, im definitely hearing you out on this one bae 🙂‍↕️

seasons 1-2 stepbro!rafe would most likely prefer dry humping solely because not only are you getting relief, but so is he (he’s a lil selfish) from you grinding your clothed cunt against his bulge. he’s biting back a groan, feeling your arousal seeping through your shorts and onto his while he helps guide your hips, “that feel good or you want more?” he rasps, internally hoping you’d beg for more, knowing you wouldn’t dare to give in because of how wrong it’d be.

seasons 3-4 stepbro!rafe would most likely prefer you riding his thigh because he loves seeing how needy you are for him, trying to get yourself off, even if it means rutting your cunt against his thigh. he’d sit back, his hands placed behind his head, watching while you grind your soaked cunt, your breath hitching each time your clit catches against the material of his pants. he could tell when you’re body is starting to wear out, your hips stuttering as you struggle to continue rutting against him. a small whine escapes you when he starts bouncing his thigh up and down, and you fall forward onto his chest, “daddy”. an increasingly growing wet patch stains and soaks his pants, “don’t stop now, baby, i know you got a few more in you.”

[86espresso]

💌 roommate!jack pt. 2

part 1. part 3

( ignore me yearning for an ounce of a healthy relationship. I got cheated on my junior year of high school )

absolutely entirely babies you. i’m talking cleaning up after you, feeding you (this is so underrated fr), wiping off your makeup when you get home, forehead pecks before either of you leaves in the morning, packing lunch, always comforting you when you get overwhelmed.

^ is so so in love with the way you scrunch your nose in disgust when you try a new smoothie and automatically hand it over to him, letting him deal with it because you’re so used to him

simple things that come with intertwined lives: communication is always there, but there’s a deeper more important sense of knowing exactly what’s going on with each other without ever communicating.

^ knowing telltale signs of the other when they’re overstimulated, stressed, upset, uneasy, etc. a special kind of love language jack has for you, and that makes you fall hard.

gifts you cds and vinyls of artists you blast in your room

cleaning up bottles with you on New Year’s Day!! after the party he throws at your shared space the previous night, he’s picking up trash and organizing everything back to its place while you wipe down the counters with whatever liquid that was on there. you collapse on the couch together and sleep the whole day, entangled in a mess of limbs but comfortable with eachother

softly knocks on your bedroom door one night, wondering why it was so quiet and sees you slumped over your desk and textbooks, fast asleep. his heart clenches at the sight; you look adorable but he doesn’t like how you overwork yourself and how you were still tense despite your unconscious state. he gently lifts you up from your desk and carries you over to your bed, laying you down. ^but he stops when you yank on the collar of his shirt, slowly opening your eyes. “thank you. stay?” you’ve stayed over in his room a few times but he’s never slept in yours. “sure, sweets.” he’d murmur in a low voice (🤭) and tuck himself in next to you, a safe distance away. ofc you wake up to his arm securely around your waist and it has you internally screeching.

lets out a indignant gasp when you approach him with eyebrow tweezers and tells you to ‘keep that torture device far away from him’ but a couple of pleases and a pout had him like putty in your hands as he begrudgingly accepted. he asks you to do his eyebrows often after that moment because he gets the opportunity to put his hands on your waist and stare at your face without making it weird.

^ also you when you accidentally let slip that you don’t take birth control pills he’s like wtf?? then you show him the implant in your upper arm. he screams, mortified, when he touches it and says “I thought that was for diabetes.”

the fear of telling eachother the strong feelings you both have grows everyday. when you’re put into a forced proximity like that and that person ultimately becomes your safe haven, literally lives with you, you just know there’s so much that could go wrong. you both toe the line carefully, trying not to harm the special bond you’ve grown over the years.

sleepovers in each others rooms !! pillow forts, romcoms on laptops, fingers brushing together when you reach for the popcorn bowl at the same time, huddling together for warmth (dear god when is it going to be my turn)

your first kiss would be slow and sweet. then you pull away breathless from the adrenaline and you look at him as if you don’t believe that just happened and his resolve crumbles. He wraps a strong arm around you body, pulling you close, and tangles the other through your hair, tilting your head. a year or two of pent up frustrations and raw love makes him pull your mouth to his roughly, him immediately going in with his tongue. He’s held you and hugged you before, but never like this. This was so much more passionate and intimate than anything he’d ever experienced.

def talks you through it 🙂‍↕️

his closet is yours!! he goes crazy seeing you in his big shirts and looking like you don’t have anything on underneath

whenever there’s blackouts through the building you both scramble around the place looking for candles with your phone lights. you bump into eachother a few times and there’s an unspoken rule to stick together while the lights are out. nothing but a scented candlelight illuminating your faces.

he declares a deep clean day which ends up in both of you soaked in bubbles after a soap fight

“we should shower together.. remember the water bill last month? :/”

roommates to lovers. goated trope.

i split this into two parts bc tumblr hates me. getting the other one out in a few mins :)

I want to talk about this more !! make it into a little series maybe?? send in what you think pleasee :)

[hyper-fixates]

let’s indulge further in low honour!arthur morgan x virgin!reader cause the brainrot is so real 🙂‍↕️

tags: afab!reader (feminine pronouns & gendered language used), corruption kink, virginity kink, fingering, bondage(ish), competence kink, edging, age-gap relationship (established in the first post for this but it’s not directly acknowledged here).

Reader comes to learn that Arthur is quite skillful with two things: ropes and his hands.

Consequently, as a cowboy he needs to know how to handle a lasso and tie strong, trustworthy knots. In turn, he has extremely competent fingers.

Reader doesn’t quite realize just how familiar rope is in Arthur’s hands. She’s watched him wrangle bounties and horses, but the ease in which he controls the rope makes her grow curious of what his limits are with the talent.

Everything Arthur does, he does it with absurd competency.

She learned very quickly that her pussy was not the first one Arthur has slid his fingers into; what gave that away was his sheer confidence and ability to rub her just right to keep her where he wants her, not a touch more. She would grow frustrated at how easy he could manipulate her body, how easy he could call the slick arousal from her from just his middle and ring fingers massaging intently against her walls.

It was obvious this was not his first rodeo, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that. She wanted him to think that she was good at this stuff too.

Arthur loved to watch his fingers slide in and out of her so easily, and he could get off from just the sound alone. She didn’t even know that her body could be so responsive to something as simple as fingers.

It scared her how little she actually knew her body.

He would be knuckles deep, other hand caressing her thighs as he drives his fingers into her at an orgasm-inducing pace when he would slow up momentarily and ask: “How’s my girl doing?”, as if she isn’t sucking in air like she was on the verge of drowning.

It would amuse him to edge her and play with her like this. He would feel her walls grip his two fingers in protest to his slower pace, eventually softly fluttering around them when he moves his thumb to her clit to relieve the tension.

One day, she’s bold enough to ask about the lasso when Arthur’s tacking his horse: “Is this what you tied me up with that night? When you robbed our stagecoach?”

Arthur wants to feel some type of guilt, but he doesn’t. He remembers how pretty she looked with her arms bound behind her back as he pushed her to her knees on the wet ground.

“Sure is.” Is all he says.

“Do it again.”

Arthur was unsurprisingly good with knots.

He tied her hands behind her back just as he did before, wrapping the coarse rope up around her forearms to her elbows before tying it off. With every twist and pull of the rope he’d ask: “How’s that feel?” as he tugs on the knots and checks the tightness of the rope along her arms every time he’d adjust or change something.

A quiet “good” would slip passed her lips as he drags each hand up and down her bound arms, admiring his work.

“Not too tight?”

“No.”

“Good. Now let’s get you off.”

He pushes against her back, guiding her head to the cushion of his cot—literally face down, ass up. He fucks her from behind, using the rope around her wrists as leverage to pull her up and down his cock.

Bonus: on a more SFW note, Arthur would get way too much of a kick out of unexpectedly wrangling reader if she was just minding her own business around camp.

She could be doing literally anything, when his lasso would drop over her head and tighten around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides when he pulled the rope taught with a laugh.

“Hey!” She’d exclaim with a smile.

And Arthur would just start pulling the rope back towards him until they were chest-to-chest, letting him steal the smallest kiss as she struggled to try and loosen the rope with heated cheeks.