#loser x reader

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Sweet! Boyfriend who’s never been in a relationship before, not until you asked him out, at least. He has no idea what he’s doing and you can tell, but it’s endearing in its own weird, wacky way.

Sweet! Boyfriend who has no idea how to behave around you. Should he kiss you when he greets you? Should he grab your hand and hold it tight as you walk around together? Is he even allowed to touch you so boldly? He doesn’t know, and he doesn’t want to risk embarrassing you or pushing a boundary, so he simply…doesn’t. He waits for you to make the make the first move time after time, desperate for your attention but too afraid to ask for it.

Sweet! Boyfriend who awkwardly begins asking you on dates once you remind him that he’s allowed to initiate romantic gestures too. He’s so scared of disappointing you with his lack of experience, but he does his best, shooting quick, embarrassed invitations to dinners or movies with a blush on his face. He’s trying his hardest to seem nonchalant and you know it, but you couldn’t possibly miss the way he refuses to meet your eyes as he speaks, or how his face slowly turns red as he waits for a response. With him putting in so much effort to push past his awkwardness, how could you refuse?

Sweet! Boyfriend who tries so hard to seem cool and unbothered in front of you, but for some reason, he can never contain the overwhelming emotions that fluster him whenever you walk by. He wants to be the perfect boyfriend and getting too overwhelmed doesn’t fit his idea of that, but you don’t mind. How could you? His nerves are endearing, a living display of how flustered you make him.

Sweet! Boyfriend who tenses up whenever you touch him, only to melt into your sweet embrace as soon as he realizes what’s happening. He’s not used to physical affection, least of all from a romantic partner, so it takes him a second to process the endearing touches gracing his skin. It feels awkward and scary to him, being physically connected to someone else, but he can’t help but snuggle into your side after a couple moments of deliberation, soaking up all the warmth you give him. Your touch is like a drug to him, he craves it so badly, yet doesn’t know how to instigate on his own. He’ll work up the confidence eventually, but for now, you’ll have to get him used to your touch. He’ll get the hang of it after a while, you can be sure of that.

Sweet! Boyfriend who’s such a nerd. As soon as he gets comfortable enough in the relationship, he’ll gain the confidence to talk about anything and everything that interests him, looking at you with a sparkle in his eye that you rarely ever see. It makes you feel good to know he trusts you enough to share his interests-however odd they may be-and you’ll gladly give him the attention you know he’d award you if you wanted a turn at ranting about your likes. Little by little he’s opening up, and you’ll be damned if you ruin that by seeming uninterested.

Sweet! Boyfriend who’s always trembling whenever he instigates physical affection, but you don’t mind. He’s trying his hardest to show you he wants to be near you, so why complain? Plus, his hoodie’s soft, and his hold is comfortable. Why would you ever want to break away?

Sweet! Boyfriend who likes to tease, but it never has the impact it should because he’s too nervous to hurt you. It gets easier as the two of you banter back and forth, but he makes sure you know his teasing is nothing but lighthearted, and in return, you do the same for him.

Sweet! Boyfriend who physically cannot complement you without blushing and/or averting his eyes, forcing himself to speak the words he so desperately wants to say to you but doesn’t have the courage to do so without getting flustered. It’s yet another habit of his that gets easier with time, but it never fails to make you feel special, with how shy he gets. As if you’ve stunned the words right out of his mouth.

Sweet! Boyfriend who doesn’t know much about relationships, but the one thing he does know is that he wants to make you feel loved and appreciated every second of your relationship. He’ll slip up every once in a while, everyone does, but you’ll never doubt how much he cares for you, not if he can help it.

He loves you, and he’s desperate to earn your affections. So please…bear with him for a little bit. He promises he’ll make it worth your while.

(This is about Leo btw)

[tearfulkisses]

I love loser yanderes (optional, tbh), so much it's actually disgusting. For some reason, my brain associates losers with high intelligence, and that is what makes me insane. Like, do you mean this disgusting loser is smart as hell and uses his intelligence in a way to win you over? Wow, where did my clothes go? We can be losers together. I'll be the dumb one, and you can be the smartest loser. Loser virgin who can't even hold your hand but is smug when he does something book smart. <333

[milkcookiekin]

loser x reader relationship headcanons

- genuinely a sweet guy, he’s made some awful mistakes in the past but he tries to make it up by being a good boyfriend.

- especially with you, he’s just a pretty chill guy, you act more like best friends than lovers and you guys are ok with that.

- he loves holding your hands.

- he deals with his popularity pretty well, but he doesn’t like it when you have to, because he knows it can be very overwhelming and difficult to handle.

- shares his chicken nuggets with you ^^ (if you like them)

- love languages are quality time and gift giving (which mostly consist of chicken nuggets. if you don’t like them, it’s usually some dessert but if you don’t like chicken nuggets, that does disappoint him a little.)

- he finds a way to make vegan nuggets for you if you are vegan.

- ok enough about nuggets, he genuinely enjoys your company, even if you two are doing something dumb that will likely get you both killed.

[xazse]

Loser!Gojo with a long distance girlfriend he finally gets to meet and goes mad.

Loser!Satoru really can’t believe he’s managed to even get a girlfriend let alone an online relationship, he met you on an old game barely anyone plays and instantly clicked with you, you shared the same nerdy interests with things like monsters and magic.

His days with you are spent calling and texting for hours on end, he’ll spend his entire day just sitting on the phone talking about absolutely nothing with you! He loves it so much! It’s to the point where he’ll oversleep from being up all night and miss a lecture, you always scold him for not setting alarms.

Things start innocent and cute at first then you both get needy, the phone calls get nastier and nastier, with you sending him some of the raunchier photos of yourself, he fucking loves it. He’s a loaded dude so sending you some money to buy the next “it” lingerie is absolutely worth it in his opinion.

He’ll almost always in return send you videos of him pathetically jerking off his cock and whining so girlishly into the phone about what you do to him and what he’s going to do to you when he gets his hands on you.

The phone sex is downright sinful: it just exists of nasty squelching noises; you making sure Satoru can hear how wet he makes you and vise versa with him.

It gets to the point where he literally flies out to see you, he needs you in his embrace immediately and so damn badly, he’s straining in his pants thinking about your cute self.

When you see him, you figure out how really awkward he is, you have to carry the conversations but you don’t mind at all! It’s so cute seeing him stutter in your presence trying to formulate a sentence.

That night you two really can’t wait, fucking each other the same day you finally see one another is needed.

Satoru fucks you like he doesn’t even know you, his cock filts inside you so fucking nicely, he’s not big but he makes up for it with his speed and the way he’s perfectly hitting that sweet spot inside of you. You’re practically dripping and gripping his cock no not practically: you are.

As much as he tries to put on a big front while destroying you, you know he’s just a sensitive thing that’s holding his orgasm for you, it’s not long before he’s cumming into the condom with a drawn out groan before you. He gets hard again pretty quickly and after a quick pause he pushes inside your cunt again, wanting to do it all over again.

He also tries his hardest to not drool all over your neck, he doesn’t want to embarrass himself!

[cursingtoji]

i saw a post about being the loser girlfriend and i can’t stop thinking about being gojo’s loser gf. geto version nanami version toji version

he’s so popular and loved by everyone even the professors, but he has one obsession and it’s the weird lord of the rings fanatic girl that wears oversized clothes and can’t shut up about d&d

gojo’s down so bad he finds himself in her dorm again after leaving a party even before midnight.

“shut up about aragorn princess or i swear i’ll break your tv” he groans from between your legs as the return of the king plays in the background.

he often gets distracted during classes, checking if you texted him or what you’re doing. probably something dumb like debating theories on reddit… he pouts looking at your profile picture.

"ahn ‘toru you said you were gonna behave” you look over your shoulder at the boy sucking your neck as you cockwarm him. you’re trying to finish your paper at your desk, but the way he keeps moving and throbbing inside you doesn’t allow your mind to focus.

“princess i’m behaving by not pushing your face into that stupid poster” he points to the huge batman poster that decorated your wall, “and fucking you till you can’t talk” he thrusts up to emphasize his point.

and whenever he sees you across campus with that dumb legolas shirt he can’t stop himself from dragging you to the closest bathroom and pushing that shirt up to suck your tits, “can’t believe you actually go out like this” he murmurs while groping your ass over the tight biker shorts.

“yeah i can see how much you hate it” your hand is down his pants jerking the cock that begs for your attention. it’s such a turn on for him to touch that gorgeous body that no one imagine it’s under all that fan girl merch.

“so pathetic— mmph” he murmurs against your neck as he comes in his pants, failing to notice he’s even more pathetic.

[dollyfetti]

deaf!bakugou likes to feel the vibrations of your body.

to paint a clear picture, he doesn’t have his hearing aids in, and you two are in resting in bed after a few rounds of making love (and consoling your fiancée when he started tearing up and signing about how he was fucking pissed he couldn’t hear you moaning his name)

the sun’s orange glow as it sets just outside your window beams a gorgeous light onto you both, glistening with sweat. it’s a comfortable few minutes before you remember a juicy story you’d overheard earlier that day, and you gently tap the space next to your lover (you didn’t have to though cuz he was already staring at you with cheesy adoration).

you slightly pull yourself away from his beefy chest to begin expressively signing your daily piece of gossip. you always speak out loud when you sign, even though you know he can’t hear you. and as you’re signing with speedily, facial expressions big and enthusiastic, katsuki’s eyes dart to your lips every two seconds, nostalgically remembering the sound of your gorgeous voice before the war.

he huffs, signing wait. you pause with confusion before he shuffles forward so two of his fingers could rest on your throat. he feels you swallow and a little grin writes itself upon his face. he gives you a tiny nod to continue. and he smiles at the heavy buzzing against his digits.

[starboye]

imagine loser!simon with hypersexual!reader, it's to much for that man to handle, as much as he wants to fuck you all the time you're just to much for him, you ride him dry all the time and damn when he tries to take a break you give him those cute begging puppy eyes and he's right back down

but sometimes you can be rather... wild with your urges, on several occasions price has caught you both getting it on (his words not mine) in the storage room and every time he has to lecture you both about work place decency but guess who cant even think right now because your jerking him off under the table, if you guessed simon you would be right

watching how he has to bite down on his knuckles to stay quiet and answer price at the same time as you tease his tip and edge him so much, by the end of the lecturing he's just nodding his head to whatever price was talking about to get out of the room quicker

once he's out of that office he's taking you to his room and begging you to ride him, you teasing him about what price was just talking about and how you could both get in trouble but at this point he just wants to cum and he knows you want it too

(wait i kinda like this pair up, might have to dive deeper)

[rxmye]

" 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 "

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊 — a confident athlete who turns into pathetic putty at the thought of you . . .

nsfw / sixteen + content / smut / gender neutral reader / yandere content / sub!yandere / masturbation / pervert yandere (he literally breaks into the locker room for your shit) / olfactophilia/osmolagnia (scent/smell kink) / dacryphilia (kink for crying) / breath play / yandere oc x reader

masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: haven't wrote smut in awhile, so im a bit rusty . . .

Lucas dangled the keys in his hands, a grin playing on his face as he walked towards the locker room—using the key to unlock the door—it was pretty easy grabbing the keys from the janitor's room, not that this school was particularly secure with their locks. It would be pretty easy breaking in, if he tried hard enough . . 

Lucas scanned the area, looking through each locker trying to find which one was yours . . he had your lock combination memorized, though he did get a little help from a friend in order to figure it out.

His hands reached for the clothes that you had left in your locker, lifting it up to his face, eyes going half lidded as he inhaled your intoxicating scent, he felt his face growing warm and his body growing weak. Lucas leaned down onto the lockers for support, almost losing balance as he slid down onto the floor.

Lucas pressed the flimsy piece of clothing further onto his face, engulfing himself in your smell—so much so that he could almost taste you—all the while his other hand travelled downwards, clumsily unbuckling his pants in a hurry . . hasty movements contradicted his rational mind, not bothering to care if he'd get caught.

He slid his pants down, just enough to reveal his semi-hard cock—a soft whine escaped him at the feeling of the cold air—his free hand now teasing his tip, as he relaxed his body, closing his eyes shut . .—imagining how disgusted you'd be seeing him in this pitiful state— . . that really turned him on, he cussed under his breath at how pitiful and pathetic his thoughts were . .

Lucas wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, slowly moving his hand up and down—his vision growing hazy—as he let out breathy sighs of pleasure—whines growing louder when he moved his hand faster.

Lucas stuffed the clothing he took, and pushed it into his mouth—drool escaped the corners of his mouth—blocking his ability make a sound, as he moved his hand faster around his cock—little tear droplets stinging his eyes, as he felt his legs shake slightly at the sheer pleasure—he used his now free hand to pinch his nose, closing his only source of air . . .

All he could taste was you, the clothing taking away all the moisture in his mouth, as tears begin to escape his eyes, saliva escaping the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his clothing—his legs began to convulse—his back arching slightly, as he finally came, all over the floor . . .

Lucas spat out the fabric, "fuck", the bell rang . . How is he gonna clean up this mess fast enough? . .

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[lustagel]

౨౿ rodrick who is such a loser, the first time you kissed he moaned into your mouth. his body leaning into yours, his hand sliding around your waist—the movement is so confident you think he’s getting cocky until you hear it, the light sound of satisfaction. you do nothing but smile into his lips before pulling away, “you’re cute.”

now, the loser loves making out with you sitting in his chair. your legs on either side of his hips as your shorts ride up your legs. to center himself like before, his warm hands slide from your hips to your sides, slightly making you shiver. your lips are wet with one another’s spit, both your heads spinning, noses hitting every now and again as you breathe in each other's air.

“rodrick!”

as if nothing has changed, noises slip from his mouth while you taste each other, your hand scratching into the short hair on the back of his head, not making him any better. his hands slide further up until he’s grabbing a handful of your breast but before you can even think about getting the shirt off greg’s voice takes over the room.

“rodrick, mom sa- EW!” the two of you pull away immediately, you look over at greg with a shocked expression while rodrick simply stuffs his face into your chest with a groan. he mumbles something, but it doesn’t reach either of your ears. “i think i’m gonna hurl,” greg says, making exaggerated gagging noises as he begins to leave. “oh my god,” rodrick moans into your chest in aggravation. he lifts his head to shoo greg from the room further, “get out.”

you hear the soles of greg’s feet hit each step as he leaves. rodrick leans back into the chair and you finally get to take a good look at him; his hair messy, his lips almost as pink as his cheeks, the pinkness creeping up his neck a little, lips slightly agape. you can only grin, “you’re really cute.”

[maryangelex]

loser!reader x simon riley

loser!reader who’s hired by lasswel to help price with the immense amount of paperwork that he never gets to. who’s assigned to sit pretty at the beaten desk outside of his office. but I like the idea of reader not being the typical “sexy assistant” but more like loser girl frumpy sweater and thick rimmed glasses type of assistant who still gets these Kyle and Johnny riled up working extra hard and making dorks out of themselves trying to woo you but you’re just too oblivious to men’s advances. not simon though, he’s the one that’s the most awkward yet somehow effective? you get hired and on your first day, as you acclimate to your office with your matching pastel supplies that you so delicately organize across your desk to give this t-filled office a feminine touch, one by one the boys drop off their report files at your desk to be revised and handed over to price. the first one’s Kyle, who showers you in compliments that go way over your head, “sargeant Garrick sure is polite!” Is all you really think of it; kinda frustrating for him. the next one coming over is Johnny, who hands you his files with his eyes eating you up like you’re a bar of chocolate. Johnny makes you feel um, intimidated? it’s the way he’s got that look in his eyes that feels like he’ll eat you whole, like he’s got X-ray vision staring right through that bulky knitted sweater. It makes your cheeks turn beet red in embarrassment when he makes comments and one-liners to get you worked up. the last one to visit your desk that first day caught you off-guard. while you were turned around alphabetizing the manila folders in the file cabinet behind you, you turned around to the large apparition of a skull-faced man that might as well have been a hallucination because 2 seconds ago he was not there and a man that size should be impossible to go unnoticed. your heart jumps and gets caught in your throat when you turn around and see him; dark and massive and the only visible human feature in him are the dark brown eyes behind that mask. you greet him politely through a stutter as you return to your seat, and all he responds with is an extended arm with the reports in hand. you mutter a thank you, your throat constricted, and what you get in return is a grunt before he turns on his heels and disappears down the hallway.

you’re scared shitless of that man on your very first day.

little did you know, simon’s face under the mask was scarlet red and flushed hot the second he saw your innocent glimmering eyes behind your skewed frames, making him unable to get a word out and having no other option but to retreat.

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

hii, i would love if you wrote more about leo, anything you would like, really 🩷 or maybe some moving in/living together with him headcanons/fic. that would be great. thank you so much 🩷

Sure thing! I love getting to write more for Leo so this’ll be a treat!

Sweet! Boyfriend Moving In/Living Together Headcanons

Gn! Reader

Warnings: None other than Leo’s awkward anxiety, mostly fluff

Divider credit goes to @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Moving in:

-The prospect of moving in with his s/o is a big deal to Leo, so he’d probably wait to talk about it until you bring it up. As with most things, he doesn’t want to push a boundary before you’re ready, so he’ll let you take the lead on this one.

-Once you do bring the subject up, Leo is somewhat receptive, but he won't immediately say yes. It's not that he doesn't want to move in with you, but moving in is a huge step in the relationship, and he wants to spend some time talking it over before deciding to take the leap. Rest assured, he does want to live with you, he just wants to be fully prepared for any challenges that could arise.

-Prepare to have a lengthy conversation about living and sleeping habits, what kind of apartment you'd want to look for, how you'd want to set the living space up, whether pets are allowed, expected house rules, what's expected of each other, stuff like that. He'll probably make a list and send you a copy so you're both clear on everything that was discussed, and hopefully by the end of the whole conversation, you'll come out understanding each other's living habits better. After all, living with someone is way different than just staying the night with them occasionally, so it can only help to know what it'll be like to live together before you actually move in.

-Once y'all have talked it over and fully decided that moving in is something you'd both like to do, you and Leo will search around for available apartments together, eventually landing on one that seems to suit your needs. Leo would probably suggest a two bedroom apartment, just so you have room for all of your stuff, but he's cool with whatever you think is best.

-Now, as smooth as everything seems to be going, Leo is very nervous about the move in process. He's not great with change and moving into a new place with a partner he's never lived with before is a huge change, so he's freaking out a little on the inside. You'll have to reassure him that it'll be fine, that you'll both adjust pretty quickly, that you'll be there to support him until he fully adjusts, but he's definitely gonna have a level of fear resting in the back of his mind until move-in day, probably for a week or two after as well. It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with a switch in routine, so don't blame yourself for his nerves.

-Once move in day finally comes around, Leo’s both tense and surprisingly focused. He does a good job at getting everything into and set up at the new apartment, but you can tell he’s quite stressed about the whole ordeal. It’s a good thing you’re there to help him keep all of his nerves under control, otherwise he probably would have had a nervous breakdown halfway through moving in.

-As you transfer all your stuff into the apartment, you keep each other distracted by joking around, chattering about whatever comes to mind, and messing around with the placement of items around the apartment, once everything’s actually been brought in. It keeps you both relaxed enough to forget any worries, and it gives the two of you a good idea of how you want to have everything set up.

-While there’s no big rush, Leo will want to get as much set up and organized as possible. Having a completely unfamiliar living space is nerve wracking enough, but leaving all the items that give Leo a slight sense of home in boxes for days? Yeah, not a good idea. He will start freaking out a little, not at you exactly, but he’ll be more visibly shaky and unfocused, flittering from place to place while rambling absentmindedly. Helping him set everything up will keep you both busy and give him a sense of control, something he desperately needs in a place that doesn’t yet feel like his own. Even if you don’t get everything organized in a day, getting at least some of your items together will help him feel like he’s somewhat at home.

-The first night together is…a little rough. Now that you two have settled for the day, Leo’s anxiety is on full display, his trembling getting worse by the second. He’ll probably ask to watch a movie or YouTube together while cuddling, just so he gets a slight sense of familiarity. Your presence helps calm him down, especially when you hold him to your chest, promising him that the next few weeks of change will be less frightening than Leo thinks it’ll be.

-If you yourself are nervous about the move in, Leo will do his best to distract you, albeit clumsily. His own nerves may rub off on you a bit, but he’ll do his best to keep you distracted, or reassure you, or do whatever it is you need from him while moving around/settling in. He’ll try his best to hide his own anxiety in the event that you’re afraid, but some nervous habits of his will slip through the cracks here and there.

-Once it’s time to actually go to bed, Leo will curl up to you and try his best to get some shut eye. He’ll either be out like a light or not sleep at all, but either way he’s gonna hold on to you for dear life the whole night, desperate for the warmth you provide, and he’ll be hit with the sudden realization that he’s gonna get to spend every night like this, curled up next to you as he tries to sleep.

-Needless to say, he ends the day on a high note

Living together:

-Living with Leo isn’t all that stressful, thankfully. He’s a pretty decent roomate, and he does his best to make sure there are no issues between his living habits and yours. He also values communication, so he’s pretty quick to fix any problems that may arise, as long as you tell him maturely.

-Leo can be a pretty messy person, but now that he has someone he’s living with, he’ll do his best to keep your living space clean and tidy. He’d hate for you to feel obligated to clean up his messes, so he’ll clean up most of the time, fixing any issue as soon as you bring it up. Forgive him for the odd dish or discarded piece of clothing here or there, he’s doing his best.

-When it comes to a normal dinner routine, Leo will either order out or pop something easy into an oven or pot. He’s kinda lazy when it comes to making food, so unless you want to make something nicer, or unless you ask him to make something less basic, he’ll just take the easy route. He’ll definitely make enough for you though, he’s not gonna leave you hanging if you’re hungry.

-Leo will definitely give you your personal space when you need it, but he’s so happy that he gets to spend more time with you that he’ll try to hang out with you pretty much every day. He’ll back off if you tell him to, but he worries he’ll be neglecting you if he doesn’t make the effort to bond with you when he can.

-Don’t be surprised when Leo needs his space too though, he’s an introvert and tends to regain his energy by getting some alone time. If you guys have a guest bedroom, he’ll probably chill in there for a bit before rejoining you, or he’ll just crash in a room you aren’t in. It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with his energy levels, so don’t feel bad when he needs some alone time.

-Leo’s totally chill with you bringing friends over to the apartment, he’d just like a heads up before you do. In return, he’ll ask or warn you when he’s bringing his own buddies over so that you aren’t caught off guard.

-Despite your varying work schedules and the fact that you live together now, Leo will still try to go on actual dates regularly. He aims for every week, but he won’t beat himself up too much if your schedules don’t align well enough to support that all the time. He’s just happy to get any time with you, on a date or just at home.

-If possible, Leo would prefer to split the chores 50/50. He thinks it’s important that everyone be doing their share to keep the apartment clean, so he’ll be down to share the chores with you. If you work longer and more frequent hours than he does he’ll gladly do more of the chore load, but if you work about the same hours, he thinks it’s only fair you split everything evenly.

-With rent payments, it’s the same deal. Leo would like to split the pay 50/50, but if you make considerably less than him, he’ll take on more of the burden. As for you…well, if you make more than him, he’ll still want to pay at least 50%, simply because he doesn’t want to be unfair to you. Rules for me, not for thee, as Leo likes to think of it.

-Leo has a tendency to stay up really late when he doesn’t have something the next morning, so expect him to be up later than you on most nights. He’ll still snuggle up to you though, and having another person around with a normal sleep schedule might help fix his. Either way, he’ll try to be quiet once you’re asleep, creeping around the house in fear of waking you.

-Getting ready with you in the morning would be something Leo enjoys, although it really depends on your schedule and his. When you two get ready for work together, he’ll treat it like bonding time, helping you out with whatever you need and hugging you whenever it won’t be inconvenient.

-Expect hello/goodbye kisses every time you go to and from work, Leo loves making sure you know he’ll miss you while you’re apart, no matter how short the time apart is.

-Overall, living with Leo isn’t all that stressful. He doesn’t go out a whole ton besides when he’s working, and he’s pretty chill most of the time, so for the most part, there aren’t any major issues. He hopes you won’t regret moving in with him, because he sure doesn’t regret moving in with you. With any luck, you’ll eventually be able to score a house together, although that might take awhile.

Hope you guys enjoyed!

[amaranthinespirit]

loser!könig would fall asleep with his face buried in your pussy.

his breaths light and feathery as drool drips down from his lips, glistening from your juices, and mixing with your sticky arousal.

his massive paws that dug into the fat of your hips now loosen their bruising grip, limply laying on your skin. his grinding hips haltered their motions of humping against the couch cushions, now relaxed in the bliss of your pussy.

you're just so warm, schatz, how could you expect him to not be lulled to sleep by the drooling warmth of your cunt? you can't blame him, he's never eaten pussy before, he didn't know it'd be this blissful! your plush thighs acting as a pillow against his head, short chopped hair causing goosebumps to rise along your flesh.

his nose putting pressure on your clit, warm breaths inhaling your musky scent that kept him groaning and his hips twitching, even in unconsciousness.

your soft mewls that spewed from your lips were like a lullaby to him, further lulling him in a deep, peaceful rest. his tongue still lapped lazily at your slit, slurping and suckling up your sweet juices that dribbled down his chin, glistening under the dim lights.

he's a sleep talker too, mumbling words into your puffy folds as he nips at your clit, "mmm, smell so good, schatz...taste so sweet too, like honey..." his voice is rough with sleep, almost incoherent.

and he'd be out for the night, that is unless you pulled his face back from your soaked cunt, overstimulated and sensitive from the slow releases he drew out from you.

he'd groan, eyes fluttering open as he tugged you by your hips, stuffing his face and indulging once again into his pretty girl's cunt, mumbling about how you'll have to let him eat you out at every chance if this is what it's like every time. you'll let him because the big, awkward brute doesn't quite know how to handle rejection, probably how you ended up in this situation.

[machveil]

Loser!Simon Riley dating you - you’re his first significant other ever. he’s not great about expressing himself, not wanting to come off as too clingy or needy. he wants to be helpful so he ends up following you around - the first time he came over to your place he almost followed you into the bathroom

Loser!Simon Riley that holds anything you give him - he will not let go of it until you comment on it. you hand him a pan in the kitchen? well, you didn’t say if you wanted it on the stove, in a cupboard, the sink… so he’ll just hold it. grip a little too tight, knuckles almost white as he waits for you to give him instructions. when you look back at him and smile his knees go weak, “Oh, sorry— you can put it on the stove, Simon.”

Loser!Simon Riley that gets most of his dating advice from Johnny. Simon taking his advice literally, not interrupting it any other way. Johnny absentmindedly saying that he should help you into the passenger seat - but he walks off before Simon can ask for clarification. Johnny had meant simply opening the door for you, and Simon does that… he also lifts you up and sits you down, buckling you up before closing the door

Loser!Simon Riley’s brain turning to mush when you touch him. he doesn’t initiate touch for a couple weeks because he doesn’t know what to do - hold your hand? rest an arm around your shoulders? put a hand on the small of your back? the first time he does anything it’s barely noticeable. sitting at a restaurant together, your hand resting on the table as you talk. he’s sweating bullets as he silently puts his hand on the table, his pinky finger resting over yours

[lilacgaby]

katsuki's who's love language is physical touch but you're pregnant so it's ten times better worse.

katsuki who always had his hand on you even before you got pregnant, always touching you in some way, he just liked feeling that you were there with him.

but, when you tell him you're pregnant? he goes crazy. now you can't even think of a time around him when you're not being held in some way.

he holds your stomach, your hand, he asks you to be close as he cooks for you (a special diet to keep the baby and you healthy), and if he can't touch you he wants you in his sights.

you're at work? send him a photo just for fun. going to the store? you can facetime him, it's just patrol. going out with your friends? text him updates frequently.

his days off are now spent lazing around the house, you in his arms the entire day. laying on the couch with you on his lap, watching something on the bed with his head in your lap, playing with your hair as you scroll on your phone.

you just give him so much cuteness agression. he becomes borderline clingy and even though he'd rather die than say it, he literally needs your attention bad.

he'll call you to ask why you're not answering your texts, pull down your phone to make you look at him, poke at you so you get annoyed and finally look over at him.

and when your baby is born? seems the clinging trait is genetic, now you have two losers hanging on to you as you just want to watch your show in peace.

[simonsrileyhusband]

riding nerdy loser simon while he talks about star wars and how anakin does bring balance to the force, but his face is all red and his words get cut off by his moans, his hands gripping onto your sides ad you bounce on him, telling him to keep talking.

(no, im not projecting, what makes you think that?)

[cursingtoji]

the cardio machine i want is on the cardio machine

cw: gym rat toji x loser!gf - size kink, sweat kink (?), toji is a big old meanie. loser!gf series: geto gojo nanami.

loser!reader who, like a million other sedentary people on new year’s eve, said “new year new me” and proceeded to enroll at the local gym.

gym rat!toji who knew how things are in the beginning of the year, so the first week he arrives one hour earlier than usual to avoid all the lazy fucks that won’t last two months.

of course he makes a few mental bets on the ones that would quit and how long it would take, you included.

it’s easy to spot the “i don’t want lift weights cause i don’t want look jacked” type of girl.

at the breaks between one set and the other he looked around, not surprised to see you slowing down the treadmill after running not even two whole minutes.

sometimes he caught you staring at him through the mirror, not an uncommon occurrence amonst the women there, though you surprised him one day by tapping his shoulder after he finishing his weighted squats.

“can you… give me a few tips?” he looked so intimidated, from up close his shoulders looked like a wall, he stared at you from above, dark green eyes seemed to be heavily judging you, “never mind this was a bad idea, sorry” you turned around, grabbing you bottle and running off the gym.

by the time you managed to gather the courage to show your face back there two whole weeks had passed.

“consistency is the key you know” you were distracted looking down your phone while slowly walking the treadmill when the handsome man appeared beside you, the sudden presence destabilized you.

before you could become the viral video of the week when inevitably a gym employee decides to post the security footage of your ass rolling off the active treadmill, toji wrapped one big arm around your waist and pulled you to the stable floor.

“you caught me off guard the other day” he said completely unfazed by saving you from a life of embarrassment, “then you disappeared.”

“yeah i didn’t know if i wanted to come back anyways, i haven’t see any results so far” you pulled the hem of your shirt down.

toji snorted, “‘course you ain’t seeing results, sweetheart, you don’t lift.”

“well, it’s hard…” toji rolled his eyes, there was always an excuse.

though he also did a new year’s resolution of being more patient, for his kids primarily but teaching a cute thing like you could be a good exercise too.

soon enough, toji was correcting your form, texting you asking why you haven’t showed up to the gym and ringing your bell incessantly when you complained about muscle pain and said you wouldn't go that day.

“it’ll feel better once you start to move” he explained, resting on your door frame when you opened the door on your pajamas.

“let me alone, just today” you whined.

“you asked for my help now go put on something without cartoons on it” he waited for you to turn around and slapped your butt. it had been only one week he was coaching you but there was already a weird intimacy due to the fact he was pretty much always looking at your body and touching you.

to correct your form. obviously.

"what do i have to do today, coach fushiguro?" you asked from your bedroom through an ajar door which allowed toji to get a peek at your pink underwear and cute ass.

"cardio, bicycle first. get some blood flowing on those sore muscles" he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows watching you bend over to grab a biker shorts at the lowest drawer then holding back a laughter at the grunt of pain coming from you.

"once it gets better i can teach you other types of cardio" he walked around your kitchen examining your cabinets and stuff you kept in your fridge. needless to say it was all junk.

"can't wait" you replied sarcastically, failing to understand the meaning.

it took a few more days till you got used to toji's training, then he decided to focus on your upper body.

"such a simple movement, how do you manage to get that wrong?" he raised from the bench he was sitting behind you watching your form through the mirror. you almost dropped the weights at your feet when he came close. it was almost scary how much bigger than you he was especially seeing it throght the mirror. his right hand wrapped around yours on the dumbell and his bicep touched your arm as he pushed your arm closer to your body, "tuck your elbows in, straight your back" his free hand pushed your shoulders till they were touching his chest.

how come he smelled so good, so... musky and...

"are you even making any force?" he lowered his head, his reflection looking annoyed. so you decided to ignore the sudden heat between your thighs and flex your arm the way he taught you.

and just like he promised, when you were consistent enough and handling a good 5 minute run he decided to show you a more pleasing cardio.

"toji please~" you whined, thighs burning from riding him, you were using his rock hard abdomen as a support, but still.

"one more minute, come on" he looked at the watch on his wrist and slapped your ass, "haven't i prep-ed you good enough?" his thumb rubbed your bottom lip then pushed in meeting your tongue, where you tasted yourself in his digits one hour after he ringed your bell and said he was going to reward your good discipline, but he had to strech you first.

"good girl" you felt his abdomn flex when he raised from his laying position on your bed, "now leave it to daddy" he pecked your lips and quickly changed positions, putting a pillow under your ass and rolling his neck to start his cardio of the day.