#look at that sweet freckled baby boy

[highfunctioningflailgirl]

Dean.

[boxwinebaddie]

oh freckle, freckle⠁.. what makes you so s p e c i a l?

[literaryvein-reblogs]

what are some ways to describe people other than eye and hair color

I am assuming you are looking for physical descriptors. Here are some examples. I may just make a different post on psychological descriptors.

Arms: Long, Muscular, Pudgy, Short, Skinny, Thin

Back: Bent, Hunched, Ramrod Straight, Rounded

Build: Anorexic, Athletic, Beefy, Brawny, Burly, Chubby, Coltish, Compact, Fat, Gangly, Gaunt, Gawky, Haggard, Heavy-set, Herculean, Husky, Lanky, Lithe, Muscular, Obese, Overweight, Petite, Rangy, Reed-like, Scrawny, Skinny, Slender, Slight, Solid, Spindly, Statuesque, Stocky, Strapping, Sylphlike, Taut, Thickset, Thin, Trim, Underweight, Voluptuous, Well-built, Willowy, Withered

Cheeks: Blushing, Bold, Curved, Dimpled, Bold, Curved, Dimpled, Disturbed, Glorious, Glowing, Hairless, High (cheekbones), Hollow, Honey, Livid, Pale, Pallid, Pink, Plump, Puffy, Radiant, Reddened, Rosy, Rounded, Ruddy, Shining, Smooth, Soft, Sun-burnt, Sun-bronzed, Sunken, Sun-tanned, Tanned, Tearful, White

Chin: Angular, Bony, Bumpy, Chiseled, Defined, Doughy, Firm, Protruding, Round, Smooth, Soft, Square, Strong

Ears: Jug-like, Large, Protruding, Tiny

Eyebrows: Arching, Bushy, Emphasized, Near, Spaced, Thick, Thin

Eyelashes: Artificial, Beaded, Beautiful, Blinking, Dark, Dark-fringed, Dense, Dusky, Heavily-fringed, Long, Mascaraed, Sandy, Sooty, Sopping, Tear-drenched, Thick, Uplifted

Eyes: Almond-shaped, Bright, Bulging, Expressive, Frightened, Gentle, Languishing, Little, Luminous, Made-up, Round, Shining, Shortsighted, Smart, Stunned, Thin, Wide, Woeful

Face: Baby, Blood-stained, Bold, Chiseled, Contorted, Dead, Expressionless, Fair, Familiar, Fierce, Flat, Frightened, Furrowed, Honest, Indifferent, Little, Pale, Poker, Pretty, Radiant, Rough, Ruddy, Sallow, Square, Stained, Swollen, Trim, Weather-beaten, Wry

Feet: Athlete's, Big, Flat, Pigeon-toed, Small, Sore, Stinky, Stubby, Swollen

Fingers: Gnarled, Long, Short, Stubby

Finger Nails: Bitten, Broken, Claw-like, Dirty, Hooked, Long, Painted, Sharp, Talon-like

Hair: Afro, Bald, Beehive, Braided, Bristles, Bun, Chignon, Coiffure, Combed, Corkscrew, Corn rows, Cowlicked, Crew cut, Curly, Disarrayed, Disheveled, Dreadlocks, Dry, Flattop, Flecked, French braid, French twist, Fringe, Greasy, Grizzled, Knotted, Layered, Locks, Matted, Messed up, Mohawk, Mussy, Muttonchops, Neat, Oily, Page boy, Perm, Pigtails, Plait, Pompadour, Ponytail, Ragged, Receding, Ringlets, Ruffled, Shaggy, Shorn, Shoulder-length, Skinhead, Spiky, Split-ended, Straight, Tangled, Thick, Thinning, Tidy, Topknot, Tousled, Twisted, Uncombed, Unshorn, Untidy, Wavy, Wiry, Wisps

Hand: Big, Elegant, Small

Height: Big, Knee-high, Medium, Short, Shoulder-high, Sky-high, Small, Tall, Towering, Waist-high

Legs: Amputated, Bandy, Bony, Bowed, Brawny, Bulging, Fluted, Gartered, Gouty, Graceful, Hacked, Hairy, Jagged, Knotted, Leaden, Long, Lower, Muscular, Pitiful, Rickety, Shapely, Shivering, Short, Sinewy, Slender, Slim, Spindle, Stockinged, Sturdy, Thin, Thread-like, Tinder, Tiny, Toothsome, Tree trunks

Lips: Blue, Cracked, Cupid's Bow, Downturned, Dry, Fat, Full, Grim, Large, Luscious, Parched, Parted, Red, Ruby, Small, Smiling, Thin, Wet

Mouth: Arch, Ascetic, Baby, Cavernous, Churning, Compressed, Cooing, Coral, Cracked, Cruel, Delicate, Dumpled, Distended, Dry, Fine, Firm, Frothy, Full, Funnel-shaped, Gaping, Grim, Handsome, Hungry, Insistent, Irritable, Large, Luscious, Munching, Musty, Perilous, Puckered, Querulous, Relaxed, Resolute, Sardonic, Sensuous, Serious, Slobbering, Small, Sulky, Sweet, Tender, Thin, Wide, Winsome, Wrinkled, Yawning

Neck: Bullnecked, Elegant, Long, Short, Swan-like, Thick

Palm: Broad, Oval, Rectangular, Square

Skin: Acned, Alabaster, Albino, Apricot, Black, Blemished, Blistered, Blooming, Blotchy, Blushing, Bronzed, Cadaverous, Calloused, Caramel, Clear, Craggy, Cream, Ebony, Fair, Flush, Freckled, Glowing, Greasy, Ivory, Jaundiced, Leathery, Lily-white, Lined, Milky, Mottled, Nut-brown, Olive, Pale, Pallid, Pasty, Peeling, Pimpled, Pink, Pitted, Pockmarked, Red, Rosy, Rough, Ruddy, Russet, Sallow, Scabby, Scarred, Smooth, Splotchy, Spotty, Sun-burnt, Tan, Wan, Waxen, White, Wrinkled, Yellow

Stomach: Bulging, Distended, Empty, Firm, Flabby, Flat, Heroic, Hollow, Lean, Paunchy, Protruding, Unbounded

Teeth: Artificial, Black, Blunted, Buck, Canine, Chattering, Clenched, Clinched, Compressed, Crooked, Dagger-like, Dazzling, Decayed, Deciduous, Extracted, False teeth, Feeble, Ferocious, Filed, Flashing, Fluoridated, Foam-laced, Fractured, Gap-toothed, Gleaming, Glistening, Glittering, Gnashing, Goofy, Grinding, Hooked, Horrid, Ivory, Jagged, Lacquered, Large, Milky, Mottled, Neglected, Pearly, Perfect, Pretty, Protruding, Razor-like, Sharp, Shining, Short, Small, Snowy, Sore, Spaced, Straight, Sweet tooth, Tender, Tiny, Toothless, Toothy, Ugly, Unrelenting, White, Wisdom, Wolfish, Yellow

Hope this helps! If it does, do tag me or send me a link to your writing. I'd love to read your work.

More: On Character Development

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

Pretty Boy | s.r. x fem!reader

a/n: you know i had to do something for glasses reid i’d be crazy not to.

“oh, here comes your pretty boy. capital p and b.” derek’s smooth voice entered your shared office with jj. you didn’t bother asking who, even coyly, he would just say something along the line of “your other half, pretty girl.”

so you rolled your eyes while scanning over a case file, not bothering to direct attention to the man. “and why the need to visit my space?” a teasing reply, both knowing his visits to the double liaison office were once in a blue moon.

there was the sound of shuffling before derek responded, “cause i wanna see your reaction.” such a vague answer that it caused you to pick your head up with a quizzical look, “what are-“ and you stopped when spencer poked his head through the cracked doorway.

“hey y/n, i brought you…” you didn’t hear the rest of his sentence. eyes too focused on spencer’s face and the new wardrobe attire perched along his nose.

your heart beat fast in your ears and you could feel your body warm in temperature. it was like you were sent back in time to high school and spencer was the insanely smart, pretty student ripped right from your fantasies. you hoped you weren’t drooling at the sight.

“y/n? you alright?” spencer’s voice was much closer now and when you blinked he was directly in front of you with the back of his hand to your forehead and a frown on his face. derek’s chuckles filled the crowded space and you couldn’t even manage a side eye.

“you feel warm. you didn’t happen to catch anything from the last case, did you?” full concern with round puppy eyes shining behind black frames. your heart was the picture of a popsicle melting on a hot summer day.

you took a swallow, “not- not that i know of.” eyes honed onto a freckle placed to the left of spencer’s chin.

derek laughed again, “ease up on her, pretty boy.” he moved closer and stood behind spencer’s left shoulder, a smug expression painted on his chiseled face.

“i’m just checking if she’s physically well.” spencer’s voice got high from defending himself and his actions while glaring at derek.

derek then jerked his chin at your sheepish expression, “well it’s declining each second you’re in her space.” joking at the expense of your crush, but spencer took it the wrong way and pulled his arm back to his side. “sorry, right boundaries. should’ve asked first.”

you managed to bounce back when he started moving away, “no! no, it’s- derek’s just joking. i- i don’t mind you touching me.” and it took two, two seconds, for your mind to process your wording.

“oh this is a great morning.” derek howled then decided he’s seen enough, leaving both of you hot and pink cheeked.

squeezing your eyes shut you wished for the floor to swallow you hole and drag you away from this situation. “i’m- i’m sorry… about that. bit- bit scattered brained right now.” trying to play everything off.

“you- you sure you’re alright? i’m certain hotch will let you leave early.” spencer’s brows pinched in the middle turning his face into more of a pout. oh he has no idea the effect on you.

you smiled gentle at his worry, “i’m well, just been staring at potential cases too long, that’s all.” fingering at the edge of the manilla folder in your lap.

“also i like the new look,” circling a finger around your eyes to play charades with him than just mention the holy glasses. “they suit you nicely.” friendly but said with a hint of flirty.

spencer’s smiled widened and his cheeks turned from bubblegum pink to a rosie hue, oh how you wish to just cover him in thousands of kisses. “thanks. i ran out of contacts for the month so i’m stuck with these until then.” making it sound like an inconvenience, but oh how you were gonna suffering for a month of those handsome frames.

you turned your head away before you were caught staring for too long and saw a baby pink bag sitting beside your picture frames. you reached out to grab it then pulled it apart to see a sweet morning treat awaiting for your teeth to sink in. “did you bring this?” asking spencer since you then remember that he said something when arriving but you didn’t hear what.

spencer straightened up and happily beamed, “yeah! i was walking past that pastry shop you like and thought you’d enjoy something for all your hard work.” you both knew that was a straight lie since that pastry shop is an extra ten minutes out of either of yours work routes.

but you didn’t comment on it just looked spencer in the eye and said softly, “thank you, spence. you’re very sweet.” and with a sudden boldness you leaned forward to press a delicate kiss onto his right cheek.

pulling back you noticed spencer’s lips were slightly parted, he looked almost winded from the sudden action. you were gonna apologize if you over stepped but then jj entered her office with derek trailing behind.

“uh… hi.” she stopped two steps inside then saw the way you both fidgeted to appear normal. as if you were doing something you weren’t supposed… “hi, welcome.” “everything normal here.” you and spencer talked over each other.

“okay, not even gonna ask…” waving a folder about, “but i found a case and hotch approved so into the conference room for debriefing.” jj gave both of you a final stare then walked around derek to flee the scene.

“come on pretties, you can smooch later.” “derek!”

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #32

My baby, you’re my baby.

Imagine dis…

You know, I have the songs Mitski - I Bet on Losing Dogs and Reba McEntire - I'm A Survivor.

So in memory of the ever ending loop finally dissappearing and now replaced with Wake up by Llunr… Here it goes…

…

In the heart of Gotham, The Teen Titans who are being led by Tim Drake (Robin), along with Conner Kent (Superboy), and Bart Allen (Kid Flash) are fighting a powerful magician. They had managed to hold their ground, but they were unable to pass the unending minions summoned by the magician, nor could they land a decent hit on the magician, who was fighting fire with fire. Knowing they needed magical ability, they asked Zatanna to handle the caster while they focused on the minions.

The air crackled with electricity as spells collided and blended in a frantic dance of light and power. Just as they were ready to gain the upper hand, two opposing spells from Zatanna and their opponent collided in what appeared to be a last-ditch attempt. A flood of raw, uncontrolled power surged toward them, wiping out the majority of the minions and now heading towards them, and before they could react, they were bathed in blinding light.

…

When the light went off, they found themselves in a completely dark room. Their senses heightened, and they stood alert, as all three of them wondered what the magic's effects would be. Light gradually appeared around them, presenting a scene that perplexed and concerned them.

A teenage male with dark hair stood in the center of the room, carrying a baby swaddled in a blue and star-printed blanket. The boy's eyes were sad and shiny, and his cheeks were swollen with unshed tears. He rocked the baby softly and sang a sweet tune. Surrounding him were walls and a small window that was too high and narrow for him to escape, but just right for a newborn baby.

On the other side of the window, another teen came this time with dirty blonde hair and freckles and bright green eyes. Crouching to look at the teen mentioned above, who is still humming as if in his little universe. He looked at the first teen, full of sadness and grief, and said, as no sound came from the scene, that it was time.

The dark-haired kid took a deep breath before pulling out a little necklace covered with snowflake decorations. He wrapped it around the baby's neck, his hands quivering. Tim automatically stroked the similar necklace that hung around his neck, disguised by the layers of clothes he wore.

Tim knew he was adopted; he had always known. He had always resembled his adoptive parents, Janet and Jack, making him the ideal heir to the Drakes. He had attempted to locate his biological parents but had only encountered dead ends. Now he understood he was seeing a long-forgotten memory.

The dark-haired teen gave the baby to the other kid, who cautiously reached through the window. As he did, Tim noticed the thick chains that shackled the dark-haired teen's body, blocking his escape. The boy stared at the infant one more time and mumbled something Tim couldn't hear.

The blonde teenager appears to convince the other teenager that he will find a suitable home for the baby he is currently carrying.

The dark-haired teen flashed a sorrowful smile and looked longingly at the baby, who was now struggling to wake up as if realizing that the person holding him was not his mom.

The blonde teen nodded and prepared his motorcycle, placing the baby who is now trying to have a crying feast in a sidecar alongside what appeared to be his dog with red eyes for further protection and sped off.

All three of them looked at the chained teen as he held his gaze to the vehicle up until it went smaller and smaller and until it vanished from his sight.

Just as they thought the scene was over they were immediately shattered as a large metal door that seemed to materialize behind them opened wide and out came walking someone they knew as they were already in the middle of investigating.

Vlad Masters

Someone who gained his wealth through mysterious ways that warrant an investigation as most of the deals are more favorable to Masters than to his so-called partners.

They saw Masters grab the teen roughly and began hissing through gritted teeth something, leaving bruises wherever he handled the chained teen.

The teen, on the other hand, seemed so detached, as if he completely removed himself from the present as he let Masters rough handle him.

…

Tim wanted to scream, to rage as both of his teammates were already holding him back from running towards something they know is something of the past.

That is his parent GODDAMMIT!, Tim raged in his mind, usually he would have been calm and collected, logical, and gathered the facts. But a single memory made all of his restraints snap.

All Tim ever wanted was to be loved, something he never received during his stay with the Drakes. Both Janet and Jack kept on mentioning how Tim should be grateful that he is the one chosen to stay under their roof with thousands of dollars at his fingertips.

But here he was watching something he was too young to remember, something that his head kept flashing.

The soft hum of a melody that he would sometimes hear deep within his mind as he tried to cry himself to sleep.

A single necklace is a connection between him and his biological parents.

Watching how helplessly his father was? Mother? Be abused, be chained down.

Maybe that’s why he couldn’t find a lead, Masters sent someone to handle the blonde teen who brought him to a nice orphanage before the Drake couple adopted him.

…

The scene faded as Tim, Conner, and Bart were brought back to reality. They awoke to find Zatanna watching over them, her expression filled with concern.

Zatanna said that they had been bound in a deep memory spell, which the magician had created to capture them in a recurrent memory, rendering them unable to discern between the memory and the real world. However, because she also sent out her counter, it only displayed a fleeting memory to stop them from ending up like Sleeping Beauty.

She chuckled as she glanced at them questioningly, hoping for the best, and thought they witnessed a memory that reminded them of a dark time during their hero times.

Tim sat up, still holding the necklace. He had observed a memory from his past that he had never known existed. It wasn't just a last-ditch attempt at a spell; it was a look into a long-held secret that he had forgotten.

…

PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

[martiansodas-blog]

🐕

puppy art who always seems to be in heat :(

you’re still catching your breath.

he’s trying to be respectful- hiding his face in the pillow and griping it instead of you.

“again? already?”

“ ’m sorry,”

he sounds pitiful. half his face buried in a pillow, getting drool all over it.

you stroke the visible part of his cheek, it holds his signature blush. you moved the curls away from his eyes.

you talk to him not even as if he we’re a puppy but a newborn baby.

“ my sweetie, you just can’t get your fill, can you?”

“keeps coming back…” he whines “won’t stop.”

“i can make it go away, baby.”

he looks like he’s about to cry.

“are- are you sure? m’not trying to be greedy, mommy. i just,”

his dick is aching and you’re the only remedy.

“oh i know, sweet thing.”

you swear you saw him melt into the bed.

you keep petting his freckles.

“you’re thinking with your cock, and that’s how it should be, dear. i know it’s overwhelming, sometimes. the need to fuck mommy, isn’t it?”

he’s past the point of speaking. your words immobilized him.

but he does nod his head.

mouth open, saliva still coming out.

“good boy.”

[danikamariewrites]

Straddle Me (smut)

Eris x reader

Notes: another installment of my favorite lil series I write for Eris 🥰 I realized the other day I really written any smut for Eris besides this stuff, then I felt bad lmao. I feel like I’m neglecting my sweet baby boy

Warnings: dry humping (I hate saying that), allusions to oral

Finally, Eris thinks, stretching his long body against the soft blankets. Alone at last. He closes his eyes, folding his arms behind his head.

It had been a very long day. Beron had required more attention from Eris than usual all afternoon. Sending him on errands all over the Forest House that brought him to advisor after advisor. Then he had his generals to meet with to go over recruitment.

It was exhausting.

And on top of all of that he hadn’t even seen you today!

You had woken up before Eris this morning to spend time with his mother. As the wedding draws closer you’ve begun shadowing Lady Autumn, learning what her duties are as the High Lord’s wife.

Eris couldn’t wait for you to return. For you to be safely in his arms.

The want for you to come back was short lived. Your hurried, excited footsteps padded across the carpet in the sitting room. Flinging the door open to the bedroom, a huge smile on your face, you let out a joyous squeal and launch yourself on the bed.

“Eris! I missed you!” You say giddily, pecking kisses to his freckled cheeks. He cradles you to his chest pressing a long kiss to your forehead, inhaling your scent. “I missed you too, little fox. Tell me about your day.” His tone was gentle and full of genuine curiosity.

To Eris’s dismay you untangle yourself from his embrace. Sitting up, you straddle his stomach, your bare things caging his clothed torso as your dress pools around the two of you. You hold onto his hands, absentmindedly playing with his fingers as you ramble about what his mother showed you.

Looking down you notice his pupils blown wide as they stare at where your legs are placed. You giggle, knowing Eris’s thoughts are wandering to something dirty that he’s itching to show you.

You wanted it too. Ever since you started reading smutty romance books things have gotten heated between you and your mate. You craved his touch every moment you could get it.

Your eyes grow wide, sparkling with mischief as an idea blossoms in your mind. Your new goal: make Eris feel as needy as you have.

The thought has a wet spot growing rapidly in your panties. You pulled his hands to your chest, cradling them and loving the heat radiating from them. “Tell me about your day, my love.”

On command, Eris starts to list everything he did today. If you wanted to hear about it he would tell you every godsdamn detail you wanted. Hell, Eris would tell you the color of the rocks stuck in his shoe if you demanded it.

As your mate's deep melodic voice fills your ears you slowly slide down his body, resting over his crotch. You begin to lightly grind your hips back and forth. Teasing your mate at an agonizing pace.

Eris tried to ignore the feeling of you rubbing against his cock. He tripped over his words as he tried to focus on you, not your movements. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock as it pressed against his pants.

He so badly wants to pin you to the mattress and tease you until your legs are shaking, begging Eris to let you come.

You pick up the pace of your hips. Eris bites down on his lips to keep from moaning loud enough for the Forest House to hear him. “Little fox… You’re going to be the death of me if you keep this up.”

The giggle that leaves your lips almost sends him over the edge. Gods, he’s going to come in his pants like a teenager.

Eris holds your hips in a vice grip that you fight through. You lean down, pressing your breasts into his chest. “Let me make you feel good, my mate.” You whispered in his ear.

Your mate was always taking charge in making you feel good. For once you wanted to rile him up. Make him feel good.

His hands slip from your hips to rest on your thighs, allowing you to continue. Resting your hands flat on his chest you quicken your pace. Biting your lip you let out a small moan. The feeling of Eris’s hard cock pressing against your soaked panties, rubbing against your clit has your back arching. Definitely better than your fingers.

You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that you and Eris get this worked up over each other. And you haven’t even taken your clothes off.

Dragging your nails down his chest, Eris tenses and groans. His grip turns bruising on your hips helping you move faster. You lean down to whisper in his ear again. “Come, Eris. Let go baby, you know you want to.”

Eris pushes his face into your neck, his moans muffled as his thighs and cock twitch under you.

“Fuck,” he groans, holding you tight to his body. You smile pleased with yourself. Running your fingers through his hair you say soft ‘I love you’s to help him calm down.

Propping yourself up you bat your lashes at him innocently. Eris looks down at you breathless, “You are going to be the death of me, little fox.” You giggle and slither down his body. His eyes go wide as you reach to undo the ties of his pants. Eris knows he should feel embarrassed by the stain on his pants, but he can’t help but get turned on by your hungry gaze.

“What are you doing, little fox?” You send him a smirk and tug at the fabric restricting him. “Getting you cleaned up.”

[hiiikiko]

𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖆𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊

pure smut tbh, bully!ellie x reader

tw: bully!ellie, sweet!reader, sadistic notes, maschistic notes, and maybe a few more idk lol

Ellie hated you, she couldn’t put her finger on why, though. Maybe it was the stupid bows in your effortlessly curly hair, the way those pretty long lashes would bat up at her when she slammed you into a locker, or maybe… maybe it was the fact that you just had to be so fucking sweet to everyone, sweet as can be.

She bit harder on the wood of her No.2 pencil, her eyes boring a hole into the back of your head where that stupid fucking pink bow was sitting, her mind not even attempting to listen to whatever the professor was saying. Her mind was still reeling from she had witnessed earlier, you and that stupid boy flirting near the water fountains, or at least that’s what it looked like.

“Class is dismissed,” the professor’s dull voice echoed throughout the classroom.

You quickly collected your things and stuffed it into your backpack, your mind focused on getting out of there as soon as possible, before you-know-who corners you and escaping into the safety of your room.

You were so, so close to sweet freedom when she-who-must-not-be-named swooped in front of you, grabbing you by the collar like a mama lion would carry her baby cub but this time, she was the lion and you were the poor gazelle with your neck in her mouth.

“Hey Ellie,” you nervously laugh and tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, mouth running dry as her piercing green eyes rake over you.

You had no clue why she hated you so much. You were a complete sweetheart to everyone, never even accidentally stepped on someone’s toe when making your way through the crowded seats of your lecture halls and yet, this girl, hated your guts.

“Yeah, hey,” her eyes narrowed at your outfit, she clearly had a distaste for the frills, lace, and pink, “Need a favour.”

You knew that a favour from Ellie wasn’t a favour at all, it was and order, “Okay, what is it?”

She scoffed, she couldn’t believe how easy this was, “Come over to my dorm, room 328, Saint Cal Hall, need help with classowork.”

She nodded at you and left the classroom. Ellie smiled as she made her way to her next class, how could you be so fucking sweet to her, your bully? She shook her head.

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Ellie’s dorm was clean.. surprisingly. Maybe you stereotyped her a bit too hard.. you had assumed that all jocks were assholes who left their socks strewn all over and waited for the weekends for their moms or girlfriends to clean up their dorms.

Studying went well.. until..

“Why were you talking with that frat boy,” she crossed her arms and leaned into the chair of her desk.

You racked your brain for a frat boy… frat boy… “Oh! Liam? I was just giving him some advice on Professor Edwards class since I took it last semester,” you truthfully admit.

“That so?” she scoffed, not buying it.

“Mhm,” you hum out, your body tensing under her gaze.. you couldn’t deny it, Ellie was objectively attractive, hell, she was hot. The way her hair was messy but in an effortlessly cool way, her piercing gaze that never seemed to falter, the way she was so close, you could count the freckles on her face, the way—.

“So you couldn’t see the way he was looking at you? He was obviously eye-fucking you,” she scoffs and eyes you up and down, “You can’t even blame him when you’re wearing a skirt that short.”

Your cheeks flushed red and tears began to prick the corners of your eyes, you should be used to the bullying by now, right? But you weren’t, if anything you had gotten more and more sensitive.. and Ellie noticed that.

“I don’t need this,” you mutter and make your way to the door.

“Aw, you crying?” she laughed dryly and pushed herself off the chair, circling you like a vulture, “Did that hurt your feelings? God, grow up.”

You wiped your tears with your sleeve and sniffle, “I’m not crying.”

The way your lashes glistened with tears stirred something deep within Ellie, “God, you’re too sweet.”

You cocked your head in confusion…. ‘too sweet?’

“What do you mean by that?” you wipe another tear away.

“You really wanna know what I mean?” she took a step closer to your front, her pale hand wiping away your fat teardrops.

You weren’t sure how to answer but then you hesitantly nod.

Within one quick motion, Ellie looks the door and with her other hand, pulls you in by your neck, hungrily kissing you, a small groan escaping her pretty lips.

You were confused, this girl who has bullied you since Freshman year is now kissing you, causing your knees to buckle as you wrap your arms around her to hold yourself up.

“You’re so fucking annoying,” she growled out and pushed you up against her bed, her hands lifting you up onto it while she nipped at your neck, “Too fucking sweet for your own good,” she muttered against your neck.

Right now, all Ellie could think of was you… the way you always smiled at your fellow classmates, the way you didn’t notice the fluttering touches that the boys in the class would leave on you. In her own sadistic way, this was almost a way to teach you a lesson, to teach you that not everyone should be treated in such a sweet manner, that not anybody can be trusted.. if it meant protecting you, she was willing to play the big bad wolf.

She roughly pulled up your skirt and moved the thin fabric of your panties to the side, her fingers grazing against your folds, “You’re so fucking wet,” she laughs cruelly, “You really getting off on this?”

Your cheeks flared red, “N-No.”

“Liar,” she laughed and pushed two fingers in, earning a sharp gasp from you. Even in this case, she was as cruel as ever.

“E-Ellie,” you whimper and move your hips so she could reach deeper.

She turned her head to not-so-subtly sniff your strawberry scented hair, groaning at the sweet smell. Everything about you is so sweet, she angled her hand in a way that would make her two fingers move further into your sweet pussy, her fingers pushing up against that sweet spot deep within you, “What? Feelin’ good?”

You eagerly nod, you were already so close, you were clenching so hard around her, “I-I’m gonna—.”

She rolled her eyes, “Already? Don’t you fucking dare, you’ll cum when I tell you to.”

She was being so mean and both of you knew it but you couldn’t deny that you didn’t like it.

Ellie knew she had to teach you a lesson like, come on. You came all the way across campus to her dorm to tutor her? To tutor your fucking bully? Get real, you were too fucking naive for your own good and like that saint she is, Ellie decided to teach you a very much needed lesson.

She moved her fingers faster, rougher, causing your eyes to flutter shut. Your hands desperately balled the sheets up into your fist, desperately trying to find anything to keep you grounded. You were so close, you were going to—.

Just as you were about to be pushed over the edge, she pulled her fingers out, they were slick and wet, “You’re such a pathetic girl,” she laughs and licks her fingers clean, “but you taste so sweet.”

“Get on all fours,” she said, roughly turning you over and watching as you get up.

You heard faint rusting and a drawer opening, you glanced back to see Ellie with a strap on tied around her.

She climbed onto the mattress and pushes you down, holding your hands against the mattress so that your face was flat against the bed as she rammed the strap into you.

You let out a loud cry at the harsh thrusts, tears pricking your eyes as your eyes rolled back.

“Gotta stop being so fucking sweet,” Ellie groans, emphasizing each word with a sharp thrust, her hand roughly circling your aching clit while the other pushed your head deeper into the mattress.

All you could do was cry out ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘won’t do it again’ over and over.

She growled at your pathetic babbling, “You’re so fucking weak.”

You whimpered, you never really cared for how harsh she could be but… it was a completely different story if it was in bed.

“You like how mean I am, baby?” she laughed as she felt you clench around the strap.

You nod, too fucked out to care about what you just admitted.

“Yeah?” she whispered against your neck, placing a soft kiss on the back of it.

“Y-yeah,” you whimper.

“You like being fucked by your bully?” she laughed and went harder, bullying the strap deeper inside you.

You couldn’t hold it in anymore, your vision turned white as you fell apart on the strap, your body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm.

As your brain came out of that fuzzy bliss, you heard Ellie laughing softly, “You’re way too sweet.”

[cvnt4him]

Sex Pollen

You'd been dating 2 heroes for quite some time. Tenya Iida and Izuku midoriya, they were quite the pair in college when you met, practically inseparable.

You met them at a party at a school you didn't go to, they were friends with your friend mina who had invited you. You couldn't help but admire the tall midnight blue haired god. He was gorgeous, his sharp jawline complimenting those radiant ocean blue eyes. It's like they were a vortex that was trying to swallow you whole.

Once you finally looked at the greenette you'd seen the way his blazing emerald green eyes looked all over you, the way he offered you a sweet and polite smile to match his baby-like features. Those cute freckles complimenting his tanned skin. He was shorter than his friend beside him but they were both eyeing you like you were a piece of gold they had just found.

Sooner or later you found yourself being pounded from one end and your throat being stuffed.

That was how your relationship with the two started and from then on you've been in love, true love. They were sweet and caring and so passionate. They loved to just adore you and treat you like a queen, with that being said it's not like they didn't have love for each other, you'd found out that they were dating far before you came along.

Your boys were out on a mission that was being live streamed by a pedestrian, you were watching the whole thing to assure that your boys were okay. Silent whimpers coming from you every time they almost got hit or something. You were scared for them. Sooner or later they ended up capturing the villain and izuku tied her down with black whip letting the police take her from there. She then started laughing maniacally as a purple gas emitted from her, izuku and tenya hadn't noticed because people had begun running up and wanting autographs. The purple fumes had reached everyone there causing people to cough and fall to the ground holding their stomachs and groaning. She ended up escaping the black whip restraints and fleeing. Izuku and tenya didn't seem to be affected by the fumes but they had breathed it in. They helped get everyone to the nearest hospital before the person behind the screen began coughing and the stream ended. You were concerned but there was nothing you could do from behind the screen. You were going to have to wait until they got back home to you.

You cooked dinner and assured that it looked nice since you had been lounging all day and binging some show. You sighed heavily and laid back down on the couch in your lacy pajamas. You watched TV before you heard the front door open and heavy footsteps coming from it. Your eyes shot to the front door as you hear one of your strong strapping young men call to you.

"y/n? Honey are you there?"

"tenya!!"

You squeal rushing towards them and jumping into his arms, izuku giggled and ruffled your hair with a kiss to the forehead before taking his signature red shoes off and heading toward the couch to plop down on it. Tenya chuckled and held you close in his arms, he took his shoes off and followed izuku to the couch sitting down beside him with you in his lap your face buried in his neck.

"how was your day, darling."

Tenya asks, his gloved hand rubbing the top of your head pushing stray hairs to the back of your head. You hum lightly before taking your face from the crook of his neck and lying it on his chest towards izukus direction. you look at the greenette who was distracted by his phone, watching and scrolling through social media. He felt eyes on him and turned to look at tenya first then brung his emerald gaze down to you. He offered you a warm smile before kissing your forehead again. You giggled and buried your nose in tenya's chest who hummed above you.

Tenya brought your face up to his by your chin, he sighed as he stared at your features in adoration. You were the most beautiful thing in the world to him and he wasn't afraid to tell you. Izuku watched you two and they way you looked at each other, a feeling pooling inside of his abdomen. He couldn't quite put a finger on what it was but it was there, he had felt it getting worse the longer he looked at you two.

Tenya slowly brought you closer to him before placing his lips onto yours gently, a quiet moan leaving his lips. Izukus eyes widened as he watched silently. His breath was shaky and he felt the feeling inside of him start to burn. It was burning so bad a whimper ended up leaving him, a lot louder than he thought it would be. The whimper caught your attention, you pulled away from tenya to look at izuku whose emerald eyes were glazed and blown wide. He was biting his lip and his breaths had gotten heavier. Tenya turned to izuku as well as his eyes widened and he looked away flushed, a whine leaving his lips from the sudden attention.

Tenya looked to you then back to izuku. He grabbed izuku by the neck and pulled him into a sweet kiss that he knew izuku craved. A deep groan instantly left izuku as he let out soft moans that were all swallowed by tenya. Their tongues began dancing together spit dripping from the side of izukus lip. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't enjoy watching them, it always seemed to egg you on more when you watched the way they lusted after each other.

You moved to kiss tenya's neck as he groaned lowly breaking the kiss to catch his breath, a breathy whine leaving izukus swollen pink lips. He moved to kiss the side of tenyas neck as well causing more breathy groans to leave the blue eyed man. He laid his head back to give both of you as much access as possible. He moved his hands to your hips and made you grind down into him, a loud moan ripped right out of him, the warmth you had started providing to him made him go feral. His mind was being clouded by the sweet pleasure and kisses the two of you were giving him.

"fuck.. don't.. don't stop."

Tenya breathed out, grinding your hips down onto him, he tried to muffle his noises the best he could but it was all getting to him, the way your heat rubbed against his covered cock. The friction of clothes against clothes was getting to him. He wanted more.

Izuku had left so many hickies on tenya's skin, he loved marking the two of youz but he also loved to watch you two experience immense pleasure from one another, watching you grind into him and kiss his neck as his eyes were squeezed shut with his head rolled back was getting izuku going. He breathed heavily and snuck his large hand over his clothed cock, it was hard and twitching against his suit pants in a deliciously painful way. A wince left his mouth as he gently gripped at it and rubbed it up and down through his pants. He pulled his lips through his teeth trying to quiet the little mewls that left him. He wanted to hear the sounds that left you two, he wanted to hear the way tenyas moans were starting to get more and more pitchy.

Izukus hips jerked up into the feeling of himself, he watched you two with furrowed brows as he slipped his hand into his pants, rolling his eyes slightly at the feel of his fat wet cock. It had been leaking and when he looked down he'd seen the wet patch that painted his pants. It was huge it looked like he'd gotten himself wet. He was so embarrassed that he made such a mess on himself. He was getting this aroused from watching you two, the way your bodies grinding and pushed against each other. How tenya's face was flushed and red. Izuku wants to see tenya blow his pants, he wants him to cum. Something about it just turned izuku on so much more.

He began slowly stroking his slippery fat cock, each time he brung his hand up to the tip he squeezed it and made more thick globs of precum ooze from it. He whimpered from the sensitivity of his large cock head. He circled the tip with his thumb making his body jolt in pleasure, he muffled his moans by biting his lip, he tried so hard to not cum, to wait for tenya but it was starting to be too much for him. Izuku knew that neither of you were paying attention to him but that turned him on even more, you two listing after each other and dry humping, giving yourselves the pleasure you deserve. Izuku whimpered alot louder than he intended to and it caught tenya's attention.

He opened his eyes and looked over to izuku who was looking down at his reddened cock and the way all of his precum coated his hand and the squelching noises that errupted from his strokes and the way the pace chanhed. He was bugging at his cock faster and faster trying to reach his impending orgasm.

"are you.. are you gonna cum, izu.. izuku. ngh.."

Izukus eyes shot up to tenya who was watching him closely, tears started falling down his freckled cheeks as he nodded profusely. He started sniffling and sobbing from the pleasure, tenya thrusted up into your heat at the sight of izuku lusting after himself, he rubbed his clothed cock against your wet shorts, they were soaked with a mixture of his precum leaking through his suit pants and your slick dripping from your throbbing cunt. You moaned in tenya's ear as you kept grinding down into him.

"it's okay.. pretty boy. You can f-- fuck.. you can cum."

Izukus eyes widened, as he sniffed and bucked his hips into his hand, his eyes had started rolling back as he leaned back into his other hand, he was getting light headed from the over stimulation of his cock. With a couple more thrusts of his hips into his hand his cum started shooting like a water fountain, it painted his suit and his hands some of it even getting onto his cheek, he kept stroking his weeping cock trying to get all of his thick seed out. He squeezed his tip tightly moaning sluttyly as he did so, he was in such a hazy state he couldn't even breathe correctly, he almost fell over from the way he got so light headed.

Tenya watched the face izuku made and that sent him over the edge, he buried his face into the crook of your neck and moaned lowly, cumming while he gently thrusted his hips into your wet cunt. His cum started seeping through his pants and getting all over you already messy and tainted shorts. He groaned deeply into your ear before ketting his breath fan over your neck. You kept riding him not knowing he had came, you were in your own world as you tried your hardest to grind your clit into his hardend tip repeatedly. Tenya winced at the over stimulation and squeezed hips tight and stooled you, you tried to move but his grip on you was too strong.

You whimper and look up at him with glossy eyes, he gives you a grin and kisses your nose before turning to izuku which makes you do the same, you both see the messy estate he's in. His hands and entire suit covered in his thick white cum, some of it even dripping down his cheek. He was still catching his breath as he looked at you two with a flushed face embarrassed of the huge mess he'd made. Izuku always came alot so this wasn't a surprise, he just looked so nice with his cum on his face, you thought.

Izuku looked at tenya who just looked back at him in silence besides the heavy breathing coming from you all, it's like they were speaking without using words. You wanted to know what they were saying.

Before you could put your pouting into words you were picked up by tenya who grabbed you and took you to the bedroom, izuku wiped his cheek with his gloved hand and followed you two. Tenya put you down on the bed and stood up looking down at you with a smirk, you heard the door shut and seen izuku give you a wobbly smile.

He crawled towards you shedding his suit, he took his gloves off first then unzipped his top and undid his belt so he could get out of his pants. Once he was left in his boxers he kissed all over your face and watched you closely, the way your chest rose and let down, he took in every single detail about you. He let out a shaky sigh and spread your thighs open, he looked you deep in your eyes before looking down at your cunt a whine left his lips as he seen how wet you were, you shorts were soaked with some of tenyas cum and your own arousal.

Izuku licked his lips at the sight your thighs were shaking from how needy you were, you knew he was going to devour you cunt so why wasn't he doing it. You pull at his hair making him look up to you with a giggle.

"patience, my love."

Tenya whispered above you two making you pout. Izuku kissed your lips one more time before diving in between your legs, his breathing was shaky as he took it all in, he buried his nose into your wet shorts, taking in the smell of your delicious cunt mixed with tenya's. He moaned at the smell alone, he began suckling on them he took in the taste and let it invade his taste buds, he groaned deeply while sucking them into his mouth. Izukus hand went down to his clothed cock in his messy precum coated boxers and rubbed his thumb over his tip making him whimper, he was sensitive from cumming earlier. with no hesitation he yanked your shorts of with one hand and dove into your cunt, lapping and licking up all of your juices.

A moan ripped out of you making your back arch, he started whining and whimpering inside of your cunt, the vibrations going straight through you and making you shiver, his tongue prodded and kitten licked your clit before delving back inside of your fluttering hole, this was the pleasure you needed, the pleasure you yearned for. Izuku was a god at pussy eating, he always ate you like you were the only thing he needed to survive, like you were the oxygen he needed to live. He hated when he had to come up for air, he wanted to die in your cunt but he knew if he didn't take a breath he wouldn't be able to pleasure you!

Tears flowed down your cheeks as he hoisted one of your thighs over his shoulder, your hips had lifted slightly because of it and made him get a new angle, one that was doing all the right things to your body. His tongue prodded at a gummy spot inside of you as he let his fingers invade your cunt as well, sticking and rubbing against your sweet insides. He took in your sweet flavour like it was a delicious drink. His fingers were knuckle deep inside do you while his tongue licked and slurped up all that it could, his tongue was on a mission and it wasn't going to stop working until it fulfilled it.

Tenya would be lying if he said he wasn't turned on by this, he felt like he was going to cum from just watching you two, there was an intense burn inside and it needed to be extinguished.

You felt that coil inside start to turn but something else was started to build, its like you were going to pass out from the immense pleasure, you tried to push his head away but tenya's hand came and pushed his head deeper into your cunt, you looked up to tenya who had a wicked smirk on his face, he chuckled lowly before giving you a sweet kiss sending you over the edge.

"go on, honey. cum. cum for us, on all over his face. hell, he wants you to. don't you, izuku."

Izuku tried his hardest to make a noise to nod to do anything to give you a yes but everything he did sent vibrations through your fluttering cunt, it was just what you needed to cum. You came all over his face and even squirted, it got all over izuku and he drank it all. He grinded his hips against his hand that was rubbing his cock from beneath. He moaned into your cunt while drinking everything you gave him, licking you entirely clean.

Your head fell back as your body jolted and shook from over stimulation, little mewls and cries leaving you as tears fell down your cheek. Tenya simply chuckled and looked down at a starved izuku who wasn't letting up on his amazing pussy eating. Tenya's rolled his eyes with a smile before yanking zuku by his hair. He whines trying to bury his face back into your cunt but tenya's grip on his hair was far too intense.

Izuku looked up to tenya with begging puppy dog eyes, tenya knew izuku was a manipulative bastard. He always knew how to get to you, you always gave into izukus wide eyes but tenya was more strict than you. He knew how to shut izuku down.

Tenya pulled izuku into a tongue filled kiss tasting all of your juices and cum on his tongue, izuku tried to pull tenya closer but only got the kiss to have ended. He whined with a pout as tenya let go of his hair.

Tenya was quick to remove his shirt and grab a seat, he sat down on the bed and told the both of you to get on the floor.

"on your knees, sluts."

Izuku listened with a smile on his pussy drunk face, you rolled your eyes with a scoff and did as you were told bringing a sly smirk to tenya's face. He wasn't a very possessive man, but boy was he greedy. Tenya was a greedy little bitch when it came to you two.

"go on. Take it out... You know you want it."

Izuku was quick to run his hands up tenya's muscular thigh and reach for his pants, he unzipped it quickly and grabbed at his girthy long cock, a wince came from the blue eyes mans mouth as his smirk was still present, you watched as your boyfriend touched and pulled at his cock earning little grunts from the man above.

It was always a pleasure to watch them list after each other, there was something so sexy about seeing the way tenyas grabbed izukus face. He traced his thumb across his bottom lip and snuck it into his mouth. Izuku continued to tug at his cock while he sucked in his thumb, his eyes fluttered shut as he began bobbing his head up and down as if it were the real thing.

Izuku thrives off of pleasure so when tenya called him a "good boy" an earnest moan left the green haired man. You watched as izuku took tenya's cock out of his boxers and stroked his long cock up and down in a repeated motion, the way he flicked his wrist and twisted his palm across his cock head sent shivers down tenya's spine.

Tenya's other hand went to your head and dug his fingers in your hair, he brought you closer to his cock signifying he wanted you to suck it. You didn't protest and stuck your tongue out, izuku guided his cock onto your tongue and you licked a long stripe from the base of his cock to his red tip. Izuku continued sucking on his thumb but soon grew envious. He wanted to taste the salty precum beading at the tip of tenyas cock.

He was the one jerking him off. You just occasionally suckled on his cock head. Izuku deserved to suck his cock as well!!

Izuku soon grew impatient and spit his thumb out and deep throated tenya's cock as a whole, gagging and spit coming up as he did so. Despite the constant gagging he was doing his still bobbed his head up and down repeatedly.

Tenya choked on his moans as both of his hands flew into izukus messy mop of curls. He guided izukus head up and down but honestly he wasn't really doing any of the work. Izuku was sucking him off all on his own. You giggled and pushed a strand away from his forehead. His eyes remained shut but his cheeks grew hotter with both of your hands on him, he gagged one last time before flying off of tenyas cock, spit connecting his mouth to where it previously was.

He continued to jerk him off before tenya once again grabbed you by the head and slammed you on his cock, you took him all the way down in one swift motion and unlike izuku you had no gag reflex. You let him control your motions and what he wanted you to do, you hum around his cock in content the vibrations you sent through his cock going straight to his head, his cock began twitching in your mouth as more fluent groans escaped his lips.

Izuku whined and tried to scoot closer, he was always a patient man but never when it came to this. He was always so used to the two of you pampering and spoiling him. He hated when the attention wasn't on him but he did love to watch you get your throat fucked like a cheap fleshlight.

You began licking and suckling on the tip of tenyas cock, his groans and occasional moans were like a sweet reward. Izuku seen the way you were sucking on his cock and decided to invite himself, he leaned in and began licking and swiping his tongue across the top of his cock. Your tongues swirling together spit and precum being mixed together in your mouths.

You and izuku practically made out with tenya's cock, watching the way you two kissed and swapped saliva while sucking his cock sent him over the edge, his hot cum shot planks ineidr of your mouths spilling from your lips and dribbling down your chins. You two kissed and shared his cum with each other, izuku was so eager to do this with you. You'd never seen either of them like this before, it's like they were two completely different people.

You pulled away from the kiss and raked your fingers through izukus sweaty hair, he sighed shakily as he flattered his eyes shut to the comforting feeling of your fingers in his hair. Tenya caught his breath and admired the cute sight in front of him. His two lovers being so sweet in such an unholy moment.

Unfortunately tenya had an undying burn deep within him and it wasn't going to go away by watching you two be so cutesy. He pulled you away from the greenette and put you on all fours you turned around to see tenya behind you stroking his cum and spit covered cock before shoving it inside of you.

You instantly fall forward from the intense thrust inside of you, tenya and izuku were both girthy except tenya was quite long as well. You always felt good regardless of who's cock you were having but it was always quite a delicious stretch you had to go through.

You lie down forward and let tenya completely rock your body to his hearts content. Your moans were so sweet and adorable, izuku couldn't help himself but to crawl to you, he laid your head in his lao as he gently stroked your cheek, he gave you little soft praises and words of confirmation that made you feel like you were in heaven, the way tenyas cock dragged across your walls and the way izuku leaned down to kiss you was exsxtky what you needed.

You came hard against tenyas cock and he could tell given the way your walls got tighter around him, he groaned and threw his head back before ramming even harder inside of you, he wasn't letting up on his unforgiving thrusts regardless. He needed to get rid of that aching feeling inside and this is exactly what he needed.

His glasses started falling off of his face from his intense movements, izuku kept his lips to yours swallowing up all of your little mewls and moans. They were so sweet and heavenly he just couldn't let you be distracted with rough sex. He wanted you to feel the love through it all.

"think y'can take my cock inside your mouth honey?"

You nod eagerly as izuku hums and pats your head, he opened your mouth with his thumb before he led his cock to your lips, you had a hard time getting it all the way in your mouth on your own do to the way tenya was fucking you so izuku thought he'd lend a hand.

He placed his cock all the way inside your mouth and you wrapped your lips around it instantly, taking in the flavour and the girth inside of your mouth. The little vein that was on the side being traced by your tongue, you tried your hardest to bob your head up and down for him, be admired how hard you were trying, really he did. He took in the sight of tenya chasing his orgasm and you being fucked dumb. You had came so many times there was honestly no point in even attempting to keep count.

Izuku felt his orgasms reaching, he really did cum so quickly. He let out soft moans while giving you little praises, tears streamed down your cheeks as you came again, your final time cumming was exactly what tenya needed to finish, he sprayed his cum deep inside of you making you moan around izukus cock.

The vibrations he felt sent him over that very same edge, his orgasms came crashing down quickly and it seemed to last forever, he held your head close as he felt all of his previous pain release.

Eventually they ended up telling you about the villain they fought and how they got away, you tried your best to cheer them up for their failure and tenya assured you that this whole thing that went down was more than enough. So you all settled with a movie to end your wonderful night.

In the end you all watch a movie and cuddle together, you were so close to passing out on tenya's shoulder, izuku was splayed out on top of the both of you laughing at the dumb scene in the movie. You looked around to see your boys squabbling over how funny or unfunny this movie was and sighed happily.

They were so adorable when they weren't risking their lives to save people or just fight simple little thieves. Your boys were the most adorable people on this earth, no doubt about it.

AN: this was rushed and it's not even that good. I regret this a lot but I really wanted to get it out bc I said I had a quote "nasty fic for izukus birthday." This is that dumbass stupid mf fic. So enjoy or don't I can't be bothered to care, love ya💋

[uumeboshii]

wc: 1, 104

content warnings: breeding? ! reader is referred to as ma'am. feminine pronouns. oral (fem rec)

"Hinata Shoyo, the acclaimed professional volleyball player and part of Japan men's national team, coming up next week!"

The cheerful voice of the show's narrator vibrates through the room, announcing the appearance of your fiancé. He had been thrilled when the show's producers and parents contacted him, wanting him to come on the show and do some activities with the kids. He flew to South Korea within a week of talking and making arrangements, stayed for another to explore the city he was staying at, and would be coming home in a few days.

The screen showed clips of Shoyo smiling at the camera, looking around with a baby in arms, and- oh, taking a nap with the baby on his chest. You couldn't help but smile at the image; thoughts stirring in your mind (are you ovulating soon?) so loud and fast that your phone ringing almost makes you scream.

"Sugar! My flight is booked. I'll be home in three days, do you want me to bring you anything from Korea? They have a ton of varieties of that spicy ramen you like so much..." Shoyo's voice was bright, bouncing off the speaker as he named all the different flavors of ramen "... and curry, wait, there's also one of those self-heating Hot Pot bowls"

"Mmm... bring carbonara and curry ramen, and some rice cakes if you can" Yes, ma'am! He responded, hanging up. He was so sweet to you. Would his babies be as cheerful as him?

Five days later, Shoyo was at home, resting, eating of those spicy curry-flavored ramen while you sat on the couch, waiting for his episode on the show to begin.

"I can't wait for you to watch it, the babies were so cute!" He says, a mouthful of noodles going into his mouth.

Nodding, you try the noodles, hoping the overwhelming heat will overpower the feeling in your lower abdomen.

It all goes well. Shoyo helping the older kid to tie his shoes, calling him endearing names every other sentence. You can't help but picture the kid with orange hair and your partner's big smile. Shoyo taking said kid and his younger sibling to the convenience store right after they expressed their craving for some melona ice cream bars, both of them holding his hand. He was so caring, so protective. Would he prefer to have boys? He seemed so at ease with them. And then, her. After coming home, the father had brought the youngest in the family to meet Shoyo, and it was impossible to miss the way his eyes lit up. She was a year old, hair in two little pigtails at the top of her head, in a yellow onesie.

Everything became a blur after that. He was so sweet to her, so soft. His eyes never left her, a secure hold on her at all times. Such a good father.

Sleep doesn't come easy.

Tossing, turning and groaning, your brain just can't sweep away the image of Shoyo with children of yours. Happily running through your house, their voices filling your ears.

Being pumped full of cum by your perfect, sweet soon-to-be-husband who'll take care of all of you.

You reach your hand out to your partner, tracing lines down his bare back. Poking his ribs, softly scratching the tan, freckled skin. His muscles tense when your nails leave red marks behind, a low mumble coming from your fiancé. "Hm?"

"You okay? Why are you up?" He says, turning around, facing you. His eyelids still open and close with sleep, a pair of fingers going straight to the ends of your hair. You nod. Your hand reaches up to caress his cheek, a leg pulling him closer to you until your lips meet for a kiss. It's soft until it isn't. Hunger takes over quickly, your teeth pulling on his lip as his hands grope your ass, positioning you on top of him. You sit on his hard-on to give the both of you a minute to breathe, moving slowly back and forth.

"I've been so wet all day, Sho— can't do it anymore," you blurt out, the thin fabric of your underwear sticking to your outer lips, making everything so, so uncomfortable. You hear him mumble some prayers before pulling himself up, all his weight on the palms of his hands as he pushes himself to you. Your lips clash, he has you leaning back as he takes your waist in his arms, his big muscles crushing you. Managing to lift your hips, you shimmy out of your shorts and squeal as Shoyo shifts your positions and throws you to the mattress, giggling. He snatches your shorts and dives into you, biting and kissing and sucking your inner thighs. His face gets closer to your heat, inhaling your scent as his arms around your legs, locking you in place.

"I can tell", he says. You try to close your legs around him, but his grip on you is so secure you only feel the tip of his tongue as he gives a kitten lick to your clit. A shiver goes through your body, his tongue licking long strips on your slit. "God, I've missed you."

Whimpering, you run your hand through his hair as he keeps licking and sucking at your clit; his tongue traces shapes along the folds of your pussy, nose bumping you with every move. It's as if he's doing it for himself, for his own pleasure.

Your grip tightens when you feel one of his hands snake and position itself at your entrance. His fingers prod at your hole as he keeps sucking, adding one finger and curling it upwards as his tongue presses flat against you. You grind on his face and he lets you, another finger being enough to have you moaning in a higher pitch, "Shoyo-Sho, mhm, just like that"

It fuels him, burying his face even deeper along with his fingers, pumping and curling just right. Your nails dig into his scalp and that's when he loses it, grinding against the mattress; he's so intoxicated with your scent, your touch, your voice, he just has to have you cumming on his face. Which you do, when he moans right into your core as he keeps fingering you. The burning sensation on your stomach spreading all over your body sends shivers down your spine and legs, which tighten around Shoyo's head as he keeps kissing. Your heart races. Shoyo climbs up your body, his nose breathing in the scent of your lotion.

"I wanna make you mine, no one'll take you from me"

[thriftedtchotchkes]

dye this space red

pairing: mike schmidt x f!reader

summary: mike's a pretty sensitive guy, emotionally and otherwise, and there's a theory you'd love to test on his thighs

warnings: 18+ MDNI, established relationship, smut, pwp, marking, biting, hickeys, hair pulling, rough foreplay, thigh riding, touch-free orgasm

word count: 1.3k

You're convinced that Mike's thighs taste sweeter than the rest of him. They're softer than his stubbled jaw or the hard planes of his chest—a milkier shade peppered with barely-there freckles and sparse smatterings of hair. Thick and sweet, and begging to be bitten.

Or maybe it's the way he reacts when you're between them that's so delicious. His typically deep, monotone voice takes on a higher pitch the longer you suck, bite, and cover them in loving bruises, increasing in volume until it cracks.

Every harsh nibble is followed by a soothing swipe of your tongue and a gentle kiss until he's marked up to your liking and painfully hard, whimpering as he desperately bucks into thin air.

Sometimes you think he'd be able cum like that if you paced him just right. If you entertained his moaned instructions and let him guide you by the hair to where he needed you most, he'd probably cum untouched, longer and harder than he would even at his own hand.

So tonight, you test your theory.

He's fresh out of the shower with the fluffiest, towel-dried curls when you sit him on the edge of the bed and sink to your knees, smiling softly at the earnest anticipation on his tired face. Even after all this time, he still somehow manages to look so grateful every time you touch him.

Every groan and hitched breath sounds thankful, but he rarely asks for what he needs, always so eager to be your good boy and accept what he's given. But right now, you're encouraging him to take control. You want him to push and pull you to every spot that brings him closer to quaking with his impending release.

To see his cock pulse against his stomach, coating him in thick, heady spurts without ever being touched, would be your prize. You're so sure you can get him there, but you need him to show you how. 

Taking his broad hands in yours, you bury his fingers in your hair and encourage him to pull you down, slightly lower and to the side of where he's already stiffening with interest. Your lips press into his warm, damp skin, and he inhales sharply, his fingers tugging tightly at your strands.

"Show me where it feels good," you murmur, licking away a stray droplet of water he missed when he was drying off. "I know you like it here...," you swirl your finger around a sensitive spot next to his knee, "...and definitely here," his leg hair tickles as you trail over to a patch of skin an inch or two away from his balls.

His lips part around a gasp, and he tugs your head back to his knee, holding you close. He's careful with his guidance, but his restraint is dwindling—quickly.

"H-here," he chokes out, massaging soothing patterns into your scalp, though you're not sure if that's for his benefit or yours. "Start here."

So, he's using you to tease himself. At the realization, your pussy dribbles uncomfortably down your thighs, and you clench around nothing in an attempt to dull the ache. It doesn't work, but it also doesn't matter. He's what matters tonight.

"Okay, baby. I've got you," you reassure him, meeting his eyes as you suck delicately to ease him into it, then a little harder to leave your first mark.

You swear you can feel the capillaries bursting against your tongue and painting his skin in rich reds and purples. The sweetest canvas for your selfishly possessive art. His hips jerk reflexively, and you can't help but smile after you finish soothing the fresh bruise.

A glance up at his lap tells you he's fully hard now and leaking tempting drops of precum you're not allowed to taste. His eyes are closed, brows furrowed in concentration, so you nip at him to pull his attention back to you.

"I'm sorry, I just...god, you feel good," he mumbles apologetically, tugging you inward and a smidge lower. "A little harder here, then—," he winces, his cock suddenly twitching, and you wonder if just thinking about it is getting him closer. "—shit. Then, work your way in."

You nod, kissing his skin wetly before doing as he asks, and his response is almost immediate. The further in you get, the rougher he is with his guidance, struggling not to yank you from place to place with his tensing fingers. He bucks clear off the bed when you lick a broad, curved line that grazes the underside of his thigh and has to hold you in place tighter to keep you from toppling backward.

As his cock bounces off his stomach and lands in a sticky pool of precum, he whimpers louder than he should with Abby playing just down the hall, and you give him a sharp warning slap next to a particularly abused patch of skin. It only makes it worse.

He outright groans, unable to keep himself from rocking upward steadily like he's imagining you bouncing on his lap.

"Do that again. Harder, do it harder," he grits out, and the demand sends another wave of heat crashing through you.

You fall into a rhythm: bite, slap; suck, then a harder slap. His abs tense and relax in time with each rough motion, and you can hear him muttering something dark and incoherent above you repeatedly. Wait, no—no, he's saying fuck over and over like it's the only word he knows anymore. 

By now, he's littered with teeth marks and damp bruises, his tender skin tinged a pretty, rosy red, and his legs are trembling on either side of your head just like you wanted. There's a shuddered breath above you, and then he's dragging you to his favorite spot, a not-yet-tainted point just south and to the left of his balls.

"M'so close," he whimpers, sounding like he's on the verge of tears. "Babe, use your mouth. Now, ngh—now."

Bracing your hands on his thighs as well as you can with how frantically he's bucking his hips, you latch on exactly where he told you to, leeching with more suction than you have all night. Then, his fingers abruptly tense in your hair so hard it hurts.

"M'cumming...fuck—fuck, m'fucking cumming," he moans as it slams into him, and you peer up just in time.

His head lolls back, jaw dropping as the veins in his cock visibly pulse and he cums across his stomach and chest. He continues to buck into the air, simultaneously grinding into your mouth, and only slows once he's totally drained and twitching with aftershocks.

"Well, shit," he breathes out, heaving as he releases his grip to pet your tender scalp. "That was new."

You laugh, leaning up to kiss his softening length.

"Mm, but I knew you could do it," you grin, getting up from the floor and kissing his lips next. 

He sighs contentedly into your mouth, coaxing it open to brush your tongue with his, and you melt into him, still a little shaky on your feet. 

"C'mere," he mumbles against your lips. He splays his hands across your waist and leads you to straddle his leg. "Pretty sure my thigh owes you one."

Looping your arms loosely around his shoulders, you part from him and bury your face into the crook of his neck to muffle your whines, letting him guide your slick core up and down his leg. His five o'clock shadow is scratchy yet grounding against your ear as he works you to your peak.

"You sound so damn sweet right now, you know that?"

thanks for reading!

(divider by @saradika <3)

[buckyalpine]

Okay okay, that Wakanda Bucky imagine was soooooo hella cute 🥺❤️

Would you do a continuation of it where they live happily in the hut and maybe with some smuuuuut ? 🙊 The idea of him in that Hut, all cozy and romantic is not leaving my mind

WAKANDA BUCKY? YES, I will gladly give you more (this can be read as a standalone) There's something about Bucky in Wakanda that's just so soft and comforting to me. That sweet baby with his goats, just living in peace for the first time ever in a place where no one can hurt him. It's also the first place where he can just be himself without the pressure of worrying about anything else.

Just you and him.

He's just so in love with you; his words can only do so much. He wants to make you feel good in the most intimate way possible. He wants to physically give you what words won't translate.

He's nervous though.

He knows you love him for all of his imperfections; there's no doubt you adore every single bit of him. He has no reason to worry about what you'd think.

But this beautiful sweet boy is shy anyway.

Too shy to tell you he wants to make love. Too shy to slip his hands onto your bare skin even though he knows you wouldn't stop him. Too shy to even insinuate he wants more. Ever since you've moved into his hut, he'd wanted you closer. You cuddle every night and he loves the feel of your soft body nuzzled right by his side but its just not enough. He always tells you he loves you and how much you mean to him but it doesn't compare to the way he wants to just melt into you.

He manages to hold his tongue until one night when he just can't anymore. He's cuddled up on your chest while you both lay in his cot and he feels so safe and loved. He wants you now, more than ever. He doesn't even want to take you apart and wreck you; he just wants to love on you softly but he's not even sure if he can, I mean he only has one arm-

"What is it Buck" You whisper, carding your fingers softly through his locks, pushing back the few strands that fell from his half tied hair. "What you thinking about" you let your finger trace over his features, smoothing the crease between his brows that he makes when he's deep in thought. He blushes at you catching his mind in action, blinking with wide eyes before chewing his lip.

"I-

"What is it sweet boy" You continue to let your fingers gently dance over his face and the action makes him purr, leaning for more of your touch.

"I want you"

"You have me baby" You whisper, your heart beating a little faster wondering if he was implying what you were thinking, what you'd been wanting and craving for ages-

"No angel, I want you" He says in earnest hoping you'd understand, "I just-I'm not sure how" He looks down at himself, now afraid to meet your eyes. How could he make you feel good if he only had so much to work with. "I want to make you feel good"

He hesitantly lets his hand slide along your hip up to your waist and slipping under your shirt. The feeling of your bare skin is already so addicting, he starts to work at taking your clothes off as soon as you nod with a needy please. He finds you so unbearably gorgeous when you're naked on his bed and at one point he thinks that might be enough.

Your bare form is everything to him and he'd do anything to worship your more sacred places.

He'd be such a precious baby when it comes to you undressing him. The pink on his cheeks spreads to his ears and he can't help but gush at the way you kiss every scar and freckle on his skin when you let his robe drop to the floor.

"You're perfect" You whisper and he shakes his head because he's nothing in comparison to you. Not with all those angry red lines scattered across his chest, scars covering most of his skin.

"Not like you angel, I'm not-

"You are. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are soldier, how perfect and strong your body is" You don't let him argue, a gasp slipping past his lips when you wrap your hand around his length and start to pump. He's about to protest again because this is about you but he has no idea how long you've been waiting to do this for him.

"Please Bucky" You softly beg and he's an absolute goner when you wrap your hand around his aching length. Just when he thinks it couldn't get any better; your warm soft palm stroking him up and down, you tell him how beautiful and perfect he is and he swears he could cry.

"Look at how pretty you are baby" You coo, perched between his spread legs, leaning over to suckle the tip, humming at the taste, "Can't believe you hid this all from me for so long baby"

"Another-fuck sweets-another night, God I'll cum-you gotta stop" He whines as you release with a pop, your lips covered in his slick. He pulls you to lie down beside him, thinking about all the times he imagined making love to you. Looking into your eyes, letting his body cage you from the rest of the world, just you and him and nothing else.

But it wasn't easy with 1 arm.

"M'sorry baby, I-" Bucky stuttered, feeling unsteady as he hovered above you.

"Lay down for me" You cut off his rambling with a kiss to his lips before letting his head fall against the pillow. "Just wanna feel you Jamie, be close to you" You moan, rubbing your now dripping pussy all over his cock. "Want you inside me"

"Put my cock in you angel" Bucky's feral side made an appearance while he held his length letting you line up with the tip, the both of you gasping at the feeling of him finally pushing into you. "Fuck babydoll, wanted this so bad"

"oh fuck" You threw your head back at the feeling, all the pieces inside you coming together as you sank all the way down making you feel complete. "You feel so good inside me Bucky" You whined, grinding and rocking yourself on his thick length, feeling him in your belly.

"C'mere angel, please" He begged, reaching for you and pulling you causing you to fall onto his chest. He planted his feet and started to thrust up making you cry out. "Wanted to make love to you baby, I-fuck I love you so much, wanna make you feel so good"

"Feels-so-good-hng" You whimpered between thrusts, nipping and sucking bruises onto his neck while he held onto you tightly with his arm. "I'm-so close-

"I'll make you feel good" Bucky groaned, pushing you back up and slipping his hand between your bodies while you leaned back and held onto his thighs. You cried out as he found your clit, moaning louder with you and he toyed with your pussy.

"That feel good baby?" He panted, letting his thumb rub your clit in fast circles, your silky soft bud throbbing against the digit, "You look so pretty with my cock in you angel, cum for me, cum for me pretty girl"

It didn't take long for you to shatter around him, and Bucky followed right behind. He nearly sobbed as you collapse against his chest while he pumped you full of his load, not bothering to pull out long after his cock softened. Cuddling with you with his spent cock warm in your soaked pussy was his favorite part of the night. Nothing was more intimate than the both of you so closely connected, whispering sweet nothings while tangled under the soft sheets, the both of you falling asleep in the warm, cozy air of the hut.

[eggrollforyou]

You Are My Flame

Ace x F!Reader

CW: Fluffy as could be, angst to comfort, self-worth issues

A/N: This tooth achingly sweet Ace piece goes out to you Z @shy-writer-999! I’m proud of you for all your hard work this semester! As usual, barely proofread because I have no idea what I’m doing. I just wanna write stuff about my favorite 2D fictional boys

Dividers by @cafekitsune

It’s almost dinner time, Thatch has something wonderful cooking for everyone and Ace is nowhere to be found. Really unusual for him considering his relationship with food. It’s almost as bad as his brother’s. You search the ship for all of his usual hiding spots knowing something is up if he’s not being smacked away from the kitchen at this point. Checking his usual places to seek solitude, you forget to check the last one. You precariously climb out onto the Moby Dick’s signature smile, walking along the lip of the ship, you find your Ace. He’s staring pensively on the horizon as the sun begins to set, lighting the sky in streaks of reds, golds, oranges, and purples. The beautiful reflection of it glistening in his eyes. His eyes, they’re all you can see. He’s huddled up, arms perched on his knees that are folded into his chest, head down resting on his arms. Between his hat and his arms, all you see are those wonderful eyes on his freckled face.

“Ace, baby, it’s almost dinner time. Is everything ok?” you whisper to him as you sit quietly next to him, taking up a similar posture, resting your arms on your knees.

“M’fine. Just…tired is all,” he stutters quietly.

“If you’re fine, then I’m the Queen of PIrates, Ace. What’s up? You can tell me anything, let me help you,” you speak quietly, laced with concern, as you reach over and brush your hand between his shoulders. He peeks over at you, his eyes glistening with hurt, tears threatening to spill over, “Why….why do you love me?” he croaks as his voice begins to crack. “I…I’m a monster, born from a monster…I’m not worth it, not good enough. Why do you waste your time with a man like me?” Your heart clenches seeing how unkind he is to himself. How can he not see what happiness he brings? And you stop your thoughts.

“Portgas D. Ace,” you say softly but sternly as you grab his chin to force his eyes on you. His eyes widen slightly, lips parted in surprise, “Every moment with you is a blessing that I will always cherish. I love you because you are kind, because you are adventurous, and loyal, and you fight for what you believe in.” He gulps, taking in your words and his eyes soften slightly out of their previously woeful state. “I love you because you make me happy and safe. You make me laugh every damn day. You can be stubborn as all hell and sometimes it drives me up the wall,” you pause and he lets out an airy chuckle, “But I will never stop loving you. You are the flame that ignites my heart and it will ALWAYS burn for you.”

Ace sniffles trying to fight back the tears that trickle down his face, wiping his nose with his arm in shy embarrassment. Trying to deflect his insecurity he flashes a grin, “Look at you with your love confession, sweetheart. You could have just told me you liked me instead of professing your love.” You glare at him and he laughs, pulling you between his legs, your back against his chest. He takes a deep breath in your hair, finding comfort in you. Giving you a squeeze he whispers in your hair, “Thank you, my little firefly. I love you too,” he closes his eyes as his heart feels full again, your words taking his broken pieces and putting them back together. You hum finding comfort in his embrace as you both sit quietly taking in the smell of the salty sea spray coming off the bow of the ship as you chase the sunset.

[readychilledwine]

Light in the Hallway pt 2

Summary - One year has passed since the birth of your son and you and Eris could not be more proud.

Warnings - parenthood, brief mention of ppd and mental health, babies, emotional reader, emotional Eris

A/N - I have 2 other fics queued for today, but will be mostly away from my phone. Today is a very big day in our house, so I will be celebrating with my Sophia and family.

✨️Light in the Hallway pt 1✨️

🔥Eris Masterlist🔥Master Masterlist🔥

The Forest House was quiet as Eris walked to the nursery he knew you and the baby boy you two shared would be in.

365 days had passed.

365 days of love, light, and learning. 365 days of fatherhood, of learning to parent better than what his own father had done. 365 days of loving you on a deeper level than he had ever known.

Eris entered the room where you sat, having good morning kisses with the one year old princeling, “There he is.” Eris held his arms out, expecting Conley to reach for him, smiling as the little boy exclaimed dada before wiggling to get away from you.

“Dada wants good morning kisses too,” you cooed so gently. “All the kisses today.”

Eris took his son and looked at you, “365 days. 8760 hours. 525600 minutes.”

You could only nod, the tears already beginning to form, “So much love and so many memories.” You wiped tears of joy, sadness, of bliss. “Remember how little he was?” It felt like yesterday for you, like you had just been handed this perfect little being you'd worked so hard to create. And now? Now that little being was a year old, you and Eris a year wiser.

Your sweet boy had grown so much. He looked more and more like Eris every day. Sharp whiskey like eyes, curling Autumn red hair, freckles over buttery soft pale skin. He was so handsome and smart. Too smart at times.

In the past year, Conley had learned to crawl, to climb. He had learned mama, dada, to shake his head no. He'd learned to eat mostly by himself, and he'd be walking any day now. Eris had told you nightly how proud of his son he was already, how proud of you he was.

This was all he'd never known he wanted and knowing you were considering blessing him with a second babe, it had Eris working harder to prove his dedication to the small family the two of you had created.

Parenthood had changed you two. Unless it was an emergency, Eris only allowed court business to be done Monday-Thursday. He reserved Fridays, Saturday, and Sundays for family and family only. Eris's life was for your son, that sweet boy he was tossing and catching. Rare laughter from your mate was ringing through the air as he had his fun.

“Breakfast is ready,” Eris used this voice every time he held his little Conley. One that was gentle, choking back the love he struggled to believe wasn't a weakness still, but your strong mate failed in that task. His hand reached Your face, holding your cheek as his thumb swiped a few stray tears. “You, my little fox, have done an amazing job as a mother so far. You exceed my expectations every turn, y/n.”

A muted sob left your throat, that insecurity laid to rest as he continued, “You surpass even my mother with your love, gentleness, and devotion to myself, our son, and our family. Autumn is lucky to have such a strong High Lady. I am lucky to have such a selfless, kind, and loving wife. Pumpkin buns here is lucky you are his mother. He won the baby lottery with you.”

Another sob left you as Eris pulled you into his arms, little hands immediately tangling into your messy hair as if Conley was joining the hug. You lifted your head, kissing Eris's jawline, then Conley's nose. “I'm not the only one who deserves praises,” you leaned into Eris's chest. “You have proven to be an amazing father.”

Eris shook his head, “You can praise me once my family leaves.” That tone held an innuendo, a request you would not be denying. “Good,” he purred when he saw your blush. “I look forward to my reward.”

Comfortable silence fell between the three of you, Eris stroking your spine lovingly.

“Breakfast will get cold if we stand he-”

“Let it,” Eris murmured to you. “Let it get cold if it means I get this moment alone with the two of you.” A soft kiss found the top of your head as content babbling began.

You whispered softly to your son, “Happy birthday, baby.”

Eris smiled wide, “Yes, happy birthday, my beautiful baby boy.” You two leaned in, kissing chubby cheeks and squishing them as belly giggling began. “You are the greatest blessing I have ever been given, Conley.” Eris kissed his son's fat cheek again. “Daddy loves you so much. You and your beautiful mother.”

“We love you too,” you held yourself together.

“Thank you,” he looked at you. “Just.. thank you.” The unspoken was known:

For giving him a chance, for saving him from the darkness that was consuming him before you, for never running from him, for staying, for making him a father.

“And thank you,” your unspokenness was known as well:

For loving you at your very worst, for supporting your dreams, for staying when you were suffering the deepest pits of postpartum, for giving you a baby, for letting you have a baby though he didn't know if he wanted one.

“Shall we go eat,” his voice was tight. “Feed this hungry growing boy?”

Conley began to bounce, anxious to move and adventure. “That's a yes. Would you like me to carry him?”

Eris shook his head, “Our whole parenting journey has been breaking Autumn traditions. It's time the court learns what a father's love is. I will carry him to his birthday Breakfast.”

As you two left the nursery, resounding joy was filling the halls. Laughter from the royal family that had been silenced by Beron now carried in the wind to the villages and towns. Laughter brought on by happiness only the security and safety love could bring. You held Eris's free hand as you two went to the dining room doors.

Long gone were the dark heavy wooden ones carved with Beron's story

A story of death that had the former High Lord seen more as a God than a male. They had been replaced with an intricately carved oak featuring the likeness of the oldest apple tree in Autumn's sacred orchard, the one brought back to life through Eris and his sacrifice to the land. You two had been married under it, had your mating ceremony under it, and tonight, Conley's first birthday party would be held in that sacred tree.

You two paused for one last moment, just the three of you. Eris put two fingers under your chin, leaning in to kiss you. “I love you,” he whispered as he pulled back.

“Love you,” you repeated. “Shall we survive your family now?”

He scoffed and bounced Conley, “With you two by my side, I just might.” The guards took the queue to open the doors, Conley's big birthday celebration beginning.

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[dokidokidraft]

MHA boys HC

Hello lovelies! This is my first post, I hope you enjoy! includes: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto todoroki

(more next time)

Does include swearing ;-; (because it’s Katsuki)

~Izuku Midoriya~

-ANYTHING will get this man flustered. Even if you wave at him, his face is already red, and as soon as you talk to him, he’s a stuttering mess

-he eventually warms up to you though. He’ll still get flustered but he will at least be able to speak now

-play with his hair. Please.

-hold on to his arm instead of his hand. He loves it

-he’s really sensitive, so try not to be too mean (^_^)

-if you kiss his freckles (or anywhere on his face, just especially freckles) he will blush like crazy (obvi) and the immediately pull you in for a hug. Now you won’t be able to go anywhere until he gives you all the love in the world

-style his hair. Those curls just need to be taken care of T~T

-def doesn’t do enough self care. Just help him out for me, alright? I’m talking face masks, top coat for his nails (PLZ- this man’s hands 😣), skincare, R+R

-speaking of R+R, his favourite way to relax is Netflix and chill, with his head in your lap and you playing with his hair (never going to stop with his hair I js love it sm)

-will literally throw himself out of the car just to open the door for you. Probably has hurt himself a few times from this

-super insecure about his scars!!! Poor baby. The first time you traced his scars, he cried.

-his hands are so rough! (In a good way obvi) like, they feel like sandpaper most of the time, and he’s really insecure about those too >_< -probably has written so much about your quirk that it takes up a whole notebook! You’re just so much more interesting to him than anyone else. Also has other notebooks filled with the things you like/dislike. Literally anything you told him about yourself is written down somewhere

-his laugh is the most heavenly thing. It’s so sweet and genuine. Same with his smile :)

~Katsuki Bakugo~

-this man is so angry all the time, but if you get close enough to him (takes a long time plz be patient) he has such a soft spot for you!!!

-literally the best cook in existence

-being together for dinner with him looks like him teaching you a new recipe, and you guys cooking together. Still yells a lot at you tho (we love him for it)

-hugs from behind ✨ (iykyk)

-brags about you to the bakusquad all the time. “did you see y/n on the battle field!?!? She totally smoked your ass dunceface!”

-swears a lot while talking to you about his day. “And then the fucking lady decided to steal that guys shitty bag! It wasn’t even a nice bag, it looked like it came out of the motherfucking apocalypse!”

-shows his love through actions. Words are hard for him (see the one above)

-makes fun of you all the time

-if he’s about to yell and he knows you’re sensitive, he’ll cover your ears before he yells (this one isn’t my hc, just something I’ve seen a lot)

-he’s a bit of a brat. He just likes seeing you pissed off. Thinks it’s adorable

-very affectionate when you’re alone. Other than that, PDA isn’t very good…maybe he’ll hold your hand or wrap is his arm around your waist so people know to back off, but he gets embarrassed easily.

-shows off around you so much. As soon as you show up to one of his arena fights (different headcanon, might elaborate later) he immediately wins.. you just give him the right motivation with you watching

-he hates when you play with his hair, but he LOVES to touch yours. If it’s long enough, he’ll braid it. Or if it’s not he’ll give you little scalp massages 😮‍💨

-bullies your bullies. He knows you can handle yourself, but you gotta use your scary boyfriend privileges sometime

~Shoto todoroki~

-if you’re too cold or too hot, he’ll use his quirk to help with that.

-also, it’s canon that he’s usually very cold himself, but can’t regulate his fire well enough to be a good temperature so he deals with it. So cuddles are a must to keep him warm

-he’s so insecure about it his scar, he thinks it makes him ugly and unlovable (canon) so he needs constant reassurance

-poor bae gets night terrors

-takes you to all the new restaurants in town. You guys have been every single one at least once

-make homemade (cold) soba for him or else *_*

-not that it matters to him, but Endeavor does not approve of him dating, so be prepared for arguments. You guys will win in the end though

-so sassy. Loves to back talk

-walks together late at night 😌💅

-not very talkative, he’d rather listen to you ramble. Literally the opposite of izuku in that way

-takes all your jokes way too seriously. You have to explain everything, but after that he’ll laugh with you about it

-SO oblivious. If you gave him a confession note, he’ll ask if you wanted him to proofread it. Or if you said it to his face, he’d be frozen and then ask “that sounds good, is it a line for a play? I didn’t know you did theatre…”

-rich as hell, takes you shopping and you’re not allowed to pay for anything. Treats you with endeavors credit card 👌

-literally best fashion sense. I’m talking flannels, baggy sweaters with cuffed sleeves, those cargo shorts that have the massive pockets.

Thanks for reading! I hope you guys liked them (>~<)

[thesassypadawan]

Sweet Treat (Clay x FemReader)

Summary: It’s all you’ve wanted, all you craved. That one certain sweet treat, that goes so well with…

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there’s sooo much of the smut. Oral (male receiving), wonderful use of ice cream, manipulative/possessive Clay, and… his thick, long dick.

Notes: A continuation of Too Sweet! 🧡🖤

- “So, this is what you’re craving?” Clay taunts, lips curled up in a smirk. The object of your current obsession held tightly in his hand. “This is what my little wifey wants?”

- You gaze up at him. Cheeks flushed, eyes wide and shining. Desperate, hungry look on your face. While you wait obediently on your knees, rubbing your ample bump in anticipation. “Yes, baby’s been kicking me the whole day for it.”

- Raising an eyebrow, he lays back against the lavish pillows. Shaking his head, chuckling softly. “Has he? Naughty boy.”

- Ever so slightly, he tilts the melting cone. “Beating up his poor mama.” A few fat, creamy drops plopping onto his bare chest. “Just because of a bit of ice cream.”

- Whimpering, you shift in his lap. Watching them slowly trickle southwards. Fighting the urge to lap, lick them off. Even as they come to settle at the base of his hard cock. “Please…can I have some?”

- Further he tips it, more begin to freckle his skin. Until finally the entire scoop falls and lands squarely…

- “Of course,” he mutters. Spreading, smearing the sugary confection all over his torso…his length. “Better get every last drop though. Can’t have any going to waste.”

- “Thank you, hubby.” Timidly, you lean forward. Stomach pressing into his, small hiss escaping you from the sudden cool touch. Mouth hovering barely an inch above his left pec. “I promise.”

- Running your tongue across his skin, you squeak happily. Savoring the sweetness, his salty sweat. Lips brushing his nipple; sucking gently, cleaning it thoroughly. Before giving the same attention to the other. Eliciting a soft growl from him.

- Slowly you slide down, dipping between the cracks of his abs. Following the lines of his body, along the path of his happy trail. Taking your time, enjoying each delicious inch…the way your flesh sticks to his.

- Hard muscles quiver beneath you. A low groan escapes Clay when he glides through your soaked folds. When you taste your way upwards; tracing the veins, circling the tip. Before wrapping your lips around, the flavor of yourself and him mixed perfectly with the dessert. “Good girl…”

- Big hand comes to rest on the nape of your neck. Fingers tangle in your hair, gripping it firmly. “Such a good, good girl…” Tugging on it just harsh enough that your head jerks back, eyes lock. “Loving her treat…”

- Pressing, he forces you to descend. Watching as he disappears into the warmth of your mouth, your throat…while you gag and sputter. Saliva dribbling out of the corners of your mouth, making a mess of your chin and neck. “Gobbling it all up…” Until your nose was finally flush with his abdomen, buried into the gooey remnants you left behind.

- Now fully lodged, you will yourself to relax. Tears pricking at your waterlines, your breaths coming out in small puffs. His nails digging gently into your scalp. “ Always asking…”

- His hold tightens and you brace your hands against the woven rug. He starts to guide you, moving your head up and down. Bucking his hips; setting a quick, merciless pace. “Begging for more…”

- He was close. You can tell by the way he twitches, throbs. The guttural sounds that fall from his mouth, whenever he hits the back of your throat. How his hips stutter; drives grow irregular, erratic. “Like the greedy thing she is…”

- Pushing, thrusting hard one last time. Streams of hot cum shot into your mouth, coating your tongue. Overwhelming your senses completely. And you can’t help but moan, squeal uncontrollably. As you swallow down his entire load…at the feeling of being so full of him.

- Gingerly, he pulls you off. Cupping your cheek, rubbing his thumb across your swollen bottom lip. Wiping away a stray glob, offering it to you. “There. Did that satisfy your craving?”

- Panting softly, you nod. Cleaning off his digit, humming in appreciation. “Yes, baby and I are happy.”

- “That’s what I like to hear, that you enjoyed your ‘sweet treat’,” he coos. Hand finding its way to your stomach, caressing it lovingly. Massaging your taunt, sticky skin. “Now why don’t you lay on your back…and let daddy have his?”

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