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n1cholaswang · 2 years ago

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POISON — LJH

CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!

sucking on a candy cane

lgbtq+ mirae! — lee junhyuk x nb!reader

cw: lingerie (r!wearing), mention of toys, teasing, nipple play

wc: 933 words

a/n: i wanted this to be longer but i rushed it :(( next one will be better <3

IT WAS A week before christmas and you and junhyuk decided to go out to the mall to buy stocking stuffers.

you and your boyfriend separated, you going to find pokémon cards for yubin and junhyuk going to find something for you.

he walked into a dark colored store with all kinds of things inside; shirts, manga, magnets, jewelry, blankets, and as he continued to walk back, he saw sex toys. a wide variety of sex toys.

there were so many, junhyuk nearly passed out trying to choose. luckily, a worker helped him.

he walked out with many toys and a couple of pairs of lingerie. (he thinks he went overboard)

you two met up at the food court, ordering some pretzels and drinks.

"ooh i can't wait for you to see what i got you! you're gonna love it!", you smile, sipping on your lemonade afterwards

"same here", he says quietly, feeling slight embarrassment for buying some lewd items.

— — — •• — — —

it was finally christmas and while everyone else was opening presents, junhyuk took you into the kitchen.

"merry christmas my dear", he kisses your hand before handing you a bag.

you sit down on the floor and take out all the paper, revealing a black slingshot teddy, 2 bodysuits, and a crotchless bra set. you look up at your boyfriend, his arms crossed with a small smirk tugging on his lips.

"keep diggin"

you take his advice, looking dead at a clear suction cup dildo, a glass dildo, a red curved vibrator, a chrome wand, anal beads, and a remote vibrator.

"a-are you planning to use these on me...?"

he thought you'd get the hint, but of course, his innocent partner didn't understand.

he crouched down to your level, placing a finger under your chin, "who else would i buy them for? why don't you wear that set tonight when the boys have fallen asleep?", he leaned into your ear, whispering, "i wanna see how easy i can rip it apart"

you placed everything back in the bag and went to the bathroom, taking off your clothes to put on one of the lingerie outfits. you turn around in the mirror, checking yourself out and being happy with how you looked. you put on the clothes you had on previously and walked out, sitting with the boys and their partners.

siyoung's boyfriend handed you a candy cane, smiling small at you. you took the candy, unwrapping it and taking it into your mouth.

junhyuk watched as you did this, his cock hardening in his pants as he imagined that candy cane was him filling up your mouth. he grabbed the pillow beside him and put it over his lap, sighing in slight pleasure as the soft material pressed up against his hard-on.

he couldn't wait to get you alone.

once everyone went home, you and junhyuk were in the living room together, watching a christmas special of a show the two of you enjoyed.

he placed a gentle hand on your thigh, slowly inching towards the spot he's been needing most, but you moved, making him frown a bit.

you reach over to the table in front of you, grabbing another candy cane and unwrapping it. you placed it in between your lips, sucking just a bit.

his wolf-like eyes studied you before he spoke, "don't you think you've had enough of those today?"

"i like them! leave me alone", you say, licking the candy with your tongue out

you were teasing him and you both knew it. junhyuk took the candy cane out of your hand and leaned in, taking the tip of your tongue into his mouth and sucking lightly. his actions surprised you but you didn't stop him.

his hands gripped your hips and moved you onto his lap, pulling away from your tongue before kissing you with the intent of making you cum untouched.

his lips were pillowy soft against yours, his strong hands holding you in place before forcing your hips upwards, grinding on the painful boner he's had for the past 2 hours.

he groaned into your mouth, licking your bottom lip, asking for access before he explored your mouth with his tongue.

he could taste the mint on your tongue, ecstatic as he continued to swirl the tip of your tongue with his. he hummed in pleasure, feeling a little wet spot form on his cock.

junhyuk's hands unbuttoned the top you were wearing, feeling your chilled and exposed skin. he pulled away only to find out you were wearing that slingshot he bought for you.

he smirked, looking up at your face, "i didn't know you were hiding this. if i did..."

he snapped the thin strings to gain access to your chest, "wouldve fucked you a long time ago"

junhyuk took one nipple into his mouth, the tip of his tongue circling around the sensitive bud while his fingers squeezed the other.

your back arches into his mouth, whining slightly at the attention. your hands go to his hair, pushing his head further into your chest as if that were possible.

he smacks your chest, getting you to whimper and stop tugging on him before he switches nipples.

"junhyuk...", you moan, grinding down onto his dick, "fuck me... please?"

he bites down on your nipple, a squeal leaving your lips.

"i'll fuck you when i feel like it", he mumbles before siyoung walks in.

"oh! i-im sorry... i'll just..."

he walks away slowly but before he leaves the room, he gives junhyuk a thumbs up.

"GET OUT!"

#kpop hard hours #mirae smut #lee junhyuk #junhyuk smut #kpop hard thoughts #smutmas 2022

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m11rx · 13 days ago

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thats a scratch yall im crying we thought he gets hoes

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pinkmirth · 1 year ago

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i need more cowboi reiner tryna knock u up pls 🥺 👉 👈

⸻ STUFFED!

SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ reiner just can’t seem to control how hungry he is for you. what better way to make you his than by stuffing you full of him?

CONTAINS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ ( 2.5k+ words of . . . ) cowboy!reiner x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, countryside setting, established relationship, reiner has a big fat breeding kink, sex flashbacks, doggie style, standing sex, creampie, use of pet names (ex. mama, sugar, honey), reader calls reiner ‘papa’, mentions of pregnancy, lowercase intended, explicit language, minors shoo!

MY LOVE NOTE! ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ it’s undeniable that cowboy reiner’s got a raging breeding kink. thanks so much for sending in your thoughts, my love! now here’s rei-rei bein’ a shameless feen for his pretty girl! 🎀

reiner’s terribly distracted.

the last thing he wants to do is lay blame, but in a way, you’re the reason why. the mere thought of you is enough to make this cowboy go buckwild. rei-rei swears he usually has more self control, it’s just that you strip him of all common sense.

you, pretty little you, make him all scatterbrained. his head’s been filled with nothing but romantics and vulgarities ever since he took you on a date seven months ago. you’ve turned him into some fool in love, for goodness’ sake.

memories of last night’s escapades come to mind. his mouth practically waters when remembering your plush ass; how you tossed it onto his pelvis with an arching back and swaying tits, peering at him with the sultriest smile, not to mention those glimmering bedroom eyes of yours. he recalls having to hold you still, so you wouldn’t be able to squirm away if his pounding were to become too much. you were soft, he remembers, so soft. the flesh of your hips would squish beneath the imposing pressure of his callous fingers, digging tighter into your sides whenever you’d flutter around the girth of him. he remembers the way he came inside with a rumbly moan, leaving your pussy full and the sheets wet . . . he wants to do it all over again.

with all that’s going on in that perverse little mind of his, he can hardly bring himself to focus on feeding the cattle. the only thing that can solve his problem is its source; you. and just like that, reiner’s dropping whatever he’d been doing before. his chores can surely wait, but this surge of desire can’t be overlooked. not a thing matters as much as finding you, fucking you, filling you.

he rounds the barn, passes by the apple trees and the horse stables in search of you. his cock pulses with every step, prodding stubbornly against the soft cotton of his boxers, now smeared with sticky precum. reiner brings a hand down to provide himself some relief, palming his boner with a low grunt. he’s so fucking hard that it almost hurts. that’s what he gets for fantasizing about you for the past thirty minutes and doing nothing about it until now.

with heavy steps, reiner makes his entrance into the farmhouse and is met by the sight of you lounging in the living room. you’re seated on the floral-print recliner with your pedicured toes propped up, all nice and comfortable. you’re wearing the dainty string of pearls he bought you for your birthday earlier in the year. pride flushes throughout his chest when seeing how prettily it rests on your collarbone.

you greet your man with a glossy smile, one that makes his dick throb beneath his hay-specked coveralls. reiner wonders if you’ve taken note of just how red he looks, rosy heat scattered across his face, from the highs of his cheekbones to the tips of his ears. he can feel his skin blazing with complete and total need.

reiner elicits a weak mumble of ‘hey, sugar. . .’, a stark contrast to your tone being all light and cheery as you ramble on about the cute little mini-skirt you’re crocheting for yourself. ‘since the weather’s getting warmer,’ you chime.

reiner loves you. he really, truly does, but he simply isn’t in the headspace to pay mind to the mundane task you’re occupied with at the moment— not when he’s this close to tearing off your summer dress, bending you over, peeling himself out of his spurred boots and pumping you full of every drop of cum he has to offer. fuck, he’s breathing harder now. gradually, he feels his resolve slip.

“you alright, honey?” you set down your crocheting hook, staring up at him with big, curious eyes. your voice, soft and consoling, grounds him just a little. reiner pulls off his signature cowboy hat, sets it on the nearby coffee table, and ruffles his hair so it falls into place. “yeah, i’m just—“ a pause amidst his sigh. truthfully, he’s here because he wants to fuck you pregnant. “i wanted t’see you, is all.” he settles on saying that instead. it’s much sweeter, all the more more romantic. less fetish-y. you probably would’ve looked at him funny if he admitted to crossing the entire farm by foot just so he could fill you up.

“aw, rei! you were missin’ me?” you laugh out of flattery. oh, your reiner. he’s so sweet in his own right. your boyfriend wants to ‘see you’, as he claims, like he hadn’t woken you up with nibbles to your neck, taken a (somewhat long, fairly busy) shower with you this morning, and ate breakfast alongside you before heading off to tend to the farm. you assume he can’t help but cling to you and want more.

it’s sudden, but welcomed, how reiner closes in on you. he draws near like a magnet, until the space between you no longer exists. he’s crouching down to the level of the chair, hovering over you to press a kiss on your lips. “mhm. missed you so bad, mama,” he mumbles against your mouth. in reply, you whisper onto his lips, something about how he’s always ‘so eager.’ he leans into you, desperate for more, and the chair creaks underneath the addition of his weight. he’s a large man, anyone can tell. his brawny build and imposing height never fail to make you feel safe underneath him.

reiner dips his head low and plants one, two, three sloppy kisses along your warm neck, and it gets you hotter than the southern heat. he leaves saliva in his wake, trailed by the lightest of bruises from his suctioning lips. he tries to undo your clothes and his, but the small space that this decade-old chair provides won’t allow for it. besides, it wouldn’t be wise of him to make you squirt on a family heirloom. “this won’t do,” he clicks his teeth, decidingly picking you up. your legs wrap around his torso like second nature, arms circled around the back of his muscular neck.

“reiii, baby wait!” you draw out the call of his name, but all it does is coax him further. can’t you tell that your voice is only making him harder? that your whines urge him to fuck you silly?

“wait?” he reiterates, grinding up into your clothed core. you shudder upon contact. “what for?” from beneath the denim he wears, you can feel his stiffness poke against your flimsy panties. “don’t you wanna head to bed first, honey? hm?” you whine into his neck. it takes a good eight seconds for him to respond.

“uh-uh,” reiner gives you a half-hearted grunt, with his gaze fixed on your cleavage that the low neckline of your dress presents to him. obviously, he’s interested in other things. “here’s just fine, sugar.” he’s strong enough to fuck you standing up with nothing else supporting him, and you know that. he doesn’t need a goddamn mattress.

reiner’s large hands grab at your underside, using your ass as the perfect leverage to press you close to him. this is your third time fucking this week, and it’s only tuesday. you’d mention it, but he’s too busy kissing down the valley of your breasts. impatience seeps through his every movement, from how he grasps at your thighs to keep you upright, to eagerly feeling along your lower half like it’s his first time touching your body.

“slow down, rei.” begrudgingly, reiner removes his lips from your chest. he finally calms for just a moment, so that he can meet your beautiful eyes. your face has been overtaken by a subtle pout. “m’sorry, honey,” he murmurs between a deep kiss, all wet and tongue-filled. you assume that’s supposed to be his form of an apology. his toned arm re-fastens itself around your body, holding you tight, while the other bunches up your dress and pushes down his bottoms, “but i need you. so fuckin’ bad.” you could never deny him and that sweet southern drawl. he knows that his smooth mouth works magic on you— he always gets what he wants from his pretty girl.

now freed of any confines, reiner lowers his hand to stroke at the base of his dick, tugging himself with a low hiss. involuntarily, his hips buck. “you can finish up that skirt later, hm?” he releases himself and appoints his attention to you, the pads of his fingers circling your clit in just the way you like. your head falls forward onto his broad shoulder. “hell, i’ll even buy you some o’those frilly ones at that fancy mall you like goin’ to . . .” he utters partially to you and a little to himself, still occupied with keeping pressure on your bud. by now, with your head thrown back, you’ve already forgotten what you were working on in the first place.

having done this countless times before, reiner’s quickly able to find your dripping entrance. the drag of his tip through your puffy folds causes a ‘shlck’ sound to elicit. reiner smiles to himself; you’re embarrassingly wet. your hips begin to swivel and writhe, that’s how he knows you’re getting as needy as he. choosing not to waste any more time, he pushes himself inside with one swift motion. you cry out from the stretch, already fluttering around the first few inches he gives you. so far, it's just the tip and some, but he's so wide.

“goddamnit, baby . . . i fuckin’ love this pussy,” reiner grunts through clenched teeth. he’d usually start off with a shallow thrust and ease you into it, but he isn’t feeling as patient. every thrust is fast-paced, almost rushed. the impact has you bouncing in his arms, all as he continues his unrelenting efforts.

“s’good, rei— so good,” wavering moans spill past your lips. he hisses when your manicured nails dig into the hot flesh of his firm, round biceps. you squeeze around him until his eyes go rolling back. “i know, mama. i know,” reiner whines and groans, because it’s all he can manage to do. if he was air-headed about you earlier, surely he’s braindead now. he pumps into you rapidly, restlessly, but he still finds a way to make it feel so thorough. that’s probably because he’s fucking huge; incredibly endowed, like every other big and buff part of him. with a cock this thick, how could he not strike every nerve and hit every spot?

he rolls his hips up into you with breathtaking fervor, fucks into you until he’s balls deep within your pulsating cunt. sweat dripping down his furrowed brow, he rasps out, “can’t wait to fill you up,” sloppy kisses follow, and his tongue slides across yours as he mumbles on about cumming inside, stuffing you full, making you his. you finally know what he’s doing, you should’ve known all along— he’s going to pump his cum into you as deep as he can get it to go. thrust his seed into your pliant womb until he’s fucked a baby into you.

the mere thought of makin’ you a mama has his head spinning. reiner’s breath catches in his throat, and your sounds heighten in pitch— the pair of you can tell that you’re bound to reach ecstasy. he squats a bit lower, goes a little faster, attempting to propel you both into your orgasms. it’s coming on like an impending wave; your belly tightens, toes curling from where your heels dig into reiner’s strong back.

he knows you’ve come undone once your smooth, ridge-like walls begin to spasm around him, to the point where he can hardly pull back or push in further. he likes to think that it’s your pretty pussy’s way of begging for his cum. still, he doesn’t let up, not until you’re thoroughly impregnated. “jus’ a lil more. hold on ‘fa me, honey, m’kay?” he pleads through throaty whimpers. weakly, you nod. the overstim makes you pant and mewl, biting onto the damp skin of his exposed jugular to try and quiet yourself.

reiner slams you down onto him, the veins in his forearms bulging as he desperately grasps onto the globes of your ass. the resounding slap of skin rings around his tingling ears, lewd sounds floating throughout the otherwise quiet farmhouse.

“g’na let papa fill you up? yeah?” you cry out a weak ‘mhm!’ along with other pleas of how much you want it; want him. his balls twitch and his abdomen goes tense. “m'close,” he gruffly whispers. you decide to spur him on: “g-gimme your babies, papa, i need it!” that’s all he needs to topple over the edge. “oh fuck, mama— m’gonnacum,” reiner’s words jumble together when he comes, coating your insides with warm globs of white. though his thighs never cease their trembling, he still maintains a steady hold on you, keeping your limp frame upright.

reiner stays inside as a means of keeping all his seed plugged into you, just for good measure. he doubts that he’s got enough energy remaining to round up the cattle after this. his chest heaves slowly, and his hair’s a mess from all that pulling you were doing, but he’s more than satisfied. he's even got this dumb, blissed-out smile on his face to show his content. you're sure he's knocked you up thoroughly by now.

he’ll make sure to buy you a pregnancy test by next morning.

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lovlidollie · 4 months ago

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reader cockwarming rafe😋😋😋

of course lovely ! hope u enjoy <3

“r-rafe, please.” you’re on the brink of tears, cunt so impossibly full that you feel like you’re going to tear. you’re seated on his lap, head burrowed in his shoulder as he continues to work, completely ignoring your pitiful cries. rafe is a very busy man, he has things to do and he can’t do those things when he has a whiny little brat complaining about his lack of attention. despite his multiple attempts at trying to explain that he was occupied, you didn’t stop bothering him. you’d simply gone one step too far, saying that you’d “go find someone else.” you knew you’d fucked up when rafe stopped what he was doing and had snarled a “fuckin’ brat. get your ass over here.” he’d pulled his half-hard cock out, and with no prep, had made you sink down onto him. that was half an hour ago. you’ve leaked down onto his expensive slacks at this point, coating them in your stickiness. you feel full and so empty at the same time, you need him to move. to fuck you properly. everytime you had tried adjusting yourself, a strong hand had crept up and held your hips down, going as far as slapping your ass if you continued moving. it felt cruel and mean. your lips are wobbly and eyes glassy as you beg for rafe to do something, anything.

“thought i told you to be quiet,” he snaps against your ear. “i still got work to do ‘n you wriggling aroun’ hoping for something isn’t gonna get you anywhere. brats don’ get anythin’.” rafe pulls your head back, making you look at him. the eye contact makes you shy but he doesn’t let you move, squishing your cheeks together to keep your head in place. “‘f’you had just listened earlier you wouldn’t be in this position, would’ya, huh? ‘m doin’ this f’you. doin’ this to teach you a lesson. gotta prove t’me that y’can be good ‘n then maybe you’ll get what you want.” he pats your ass twice, as if he’s encouraging you, releases his hold over your face and lets your head flop back onto his shoulder.

by the time rafe’s finally done, you’ve wet his shirt with tears from the lack of stimulation. but apart from your quiet sniffling, and occasional twitches, you’d listened to him. you’d been good for him. you’re all hazy, brain fuzzy and there’s drool leaking from the corners of your mouth, but you manage a dopey smile when he pulls you back up. rafe smiles back at you, and if you weren’t so disoriented you’d see how hungry it was, how predatory. “there’s my girl, knew you were down there somewhere.” he strokes your face gently, rubbing your cheeks. “see, baby? not that hard to listen, hm? did good f’me, didn’t’ya? yeah, tha’s right, sweetheart, did so good for dad. deserve a reward now, c’mon. daddy’s gonna make you feel good f’bein’ good.”

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sinsmockingbird · 3 months ago

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So, uh, I usually don't write for the new PTN Sinners that are announced (China is 6 months ahead of global updates), but with the reveal of Korryn and Mira, and seeing that they are cowgirls! I had to write something very OOC... @sea-lanterns Angey, come get the cowgirls (Korryn's part is sub!reader). Also a big believer that Korryn has nipple piercings as well as the belly button one... she seems like the type.

CW: NSFW, Smut under the cut

✧ KORRYN

FEATURES: Bottom!Character, Top!Reader, Riding, Strap Use, Southern Drawl, Wearing her hat

"Look at you, doll, riding me so good." Korryn purred, leaning back against the beds headboard, her hands loosely holding your hips. She had a grin on her face, watching as you grinded your hips down against her and bounced on her strap.

You looked so good, her cowgirl hat slightly ascue on your head, covering a bit of your eyes as you had your head bowed. Your hands were planted on her chest, grabbing at her breasts and squeezing them, making her moan softly in pleasure as your thumbs bumped against her nipple piercings.

"K-Korryn..!" You whimpered her name pathetically, a pout on your lips as you struggled to continue riding her strap, your muscles beginning to ache.

"Hm? What is it, darlin'? Can't ride my strap?" Korryn's southern drawl made her words roll off her tongue in a way that you gushing a bit more wetness all over her strap. "Come on, riding a me is so much easier than a horse. You can do it."

She patted your thigh encouragingly, tilting her head slightly to the side. You whined but didn't complain any further. Instead, you focused on rotating your hips, trying to sink her strap deeper into you. It was a pretty sight, one that Korryn was going to enjoy watching all night long.

✧ MIRA

FEATURES: Sub!Character, Dom!Reader, Fingering, Slightly Public Sex, Keeping Quiet

It was a rather slow day down at the bar, leaving Mira unoccupied aside from cleaning glasses and refilling the alcohol behind the bar. Until you came to visit her and keep her company. It was how you both ended up in the back with Mira pressed against the wall, a hand over her mouth.

"Keeping so quiet for me, Mira." You mutter, kissing her neck while your hand worked wonders under her dress. You were fingering her nice and fast, making her let out sounds that she desperately tried to muffle.

"T-Trying too..." Mira whimpered, biting the palm of her hand as a loud moan threatened to escape her mouth as the palm of your hand continuously bumped against her aching clit.

"And you're doing such a good job." You praised, pecking her cheek before lifting your other hand to grasp her chin. You tilted her head up, kissing her deeply and muffling her sounds as your fingers upped in their tempo in thrusting.

You could tell Mira was getting close by her frequent whimpers and the feeling of her pussy clamping down around you. It made you smile against her lips, knowing you were making her feel so good.

"Gonna cum, baby?" You mumbled against her lips, making her nod quickly and whimper out a yes. "Cum whenever you want."

It only took a few more deep thrusts until Mira was cumming all over your hand, her hands grasping at your shirt, tugging at it while her body shook. As the pleasure subsided, she slumped against you, shaking and trying to catch her breath. She hoped she'd be able to stand after this when behind the bar.

#*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsins thirsts #path to nowhere #path to nowhere smut #ptn smut #very very ooc #korryn #ptn!korryn #mira #ptn!mira

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venusandsaturnsrings · 9 months ago

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Okay lemme just

I have jjk brainrot and lemme just try to categorise my thoughts instead of letting them go !!!!!!!!

GOJO:

-Special grade teaser, this man will have you begging and edging you till you're crying

-def into letting you wear his blindfold, bonus if you're tied up

GETO

Pet play, corruption kink, need i go on- also if going with bottom Geto, def whimpers if you tug on his hair

MEGUMI

Purely basing this on an rp i had with a friend- lactation kink. Absolutely down for 3 somes with his SO + Yuji, we stan a bi king

SUKUNA

Blood kink, marking, anyway he can show off that you're his. Prolly bites you on the darn daily

MAHITO (making this extra long for you <3)

Hear me out- virgin but freaky AF

Watersports, spit, blood, cum, he's down for anything

Def has fantasies about carving his name into his fav human toy (you <3) preferably on the chest for all to see

Wil push you to your limits, prolly sucks at aftercare but can be bribed ibto beibg the best with it jn return for some new games and toys *nudge nudge wink wink*

Bonus-

Geeting double penetrated by Mahito and Foul Legacy Taru <3

IM LISTENING IM HEARING U OUT IM BRAINROTTING WITH U!! i’m crafting up a silly au where everyone lives and no one suffers and everyone gets to be happy and go to uni together and and and… so given that, i’m writing gumi n junpei as over 18!! crazy to think about but in canon time im younger than all of them… fucked up how time works huh… ANYWAYS…

includes: this is just general headcanons building off what you said my dearest + adding a couple of my own thoughts!! has Gojo, Geto, Megumi, Sukuna, Mahito, and Junpei bc he is so special to me <3 i am one of 3 Junpei kinnies on this planet i swear…

i’m not a major Gojo fucker, if anything we have hate sex that is fuelled by pent up arousal and being big time touch starved… but the idea of him using his blindfold on you?? oh dear oh my… it’s both a big step in trust and vulnerability. given that he finds not having his eyes covered to be immensely overwhelming, i imagine there’d be a strong bond between him and his partner to do this. he’s used to seeing you through the way he detects energy, it’s second nature to him, but he’ll never quite get over what it’s like to actually see you with his real eyes. his fingertips are shaking and he can’t seem to look at anything other than your face twisted in pleasure as he denies you your nth release of the day; it’s a carnal satisfaction. he tends to be very mouthy and loud whenever you’re going at it but with you splayed out in front of him like this, your body shielded by absolutely nothing, he’s rather quiet as he takes in every inch of you. it’s a form of depraved worship, in a way, that he feels so compelled to hardly even breathe to appreciate you and only you as much as he possibly can.

i’d be a liar if i said i wasn’t terribly down bad for Geto. long-haired men get me good and he’s no exception… he’s 100% into pet play and corruption you hit the nail on the head!! it’s half a control thing and half a desire to please, he doesn’t feel a lot of power over his life and being able to get some of that from what you two do together his cathartic. he’s partial to cat girls, having a little kitty for him to play with and to kneel at his feet brings him satisfaction like nothing else. Geto is also the best at aftercare!! he’s very tender in how he treats you, already having a nice warm bath and a glass of water ready… anything you need, just ask, he’d give the world to stay by your side as long as he possibly can.

prior to this ask, i’d never actually thought of Megumi before… but, hear me out, going off of his thing of sharing you with Yuji, i think he’s into being cucked. i’m sorry to be the one to say it but to my core i believe this is true and canon… when it’s just the two of you, Gumi has the tendency to get a bit nervous and lost at times so seeing someone he trusts so deeply take the reigns and really work to make you feel good without hesitation gets him going. sometimes he does get a bit jealous of the way Yuji palms at your tits or the way he gets you to squeal so loud but ultimately he knows you’re his. even if Yuji offered to snag you away, you wouldn’t accept because Gumi is the one you want (reassure him from time to time though). plus, after watching so many times, he gains a better grasp on what to do!! i think he also likes letting Yuji instruct him on just how to fuck you proper. <3

Sukuna… you are a man of many wonders and arms. he is absolutely the biggest biter of them all!! will use his normal mouth most of the time but really enjoys using his stomach mouth to nip at your ass when he’s plowing you from behind as the way you yelp in surprise never fails to get him going. he loves that having four arms means he can keep your hips still, choke you, and grope at whatever skin he wants all at the same time; there’s never a part of your body that goes missed. despite his claims of not caring about humans, there’s nothing that he loves more than having you dangle off his arm and getting to touch you in a way nobody else ever could. also, two cocks absolutely. prepare yourself to be stuffed full, he’s partial to having them both balls deep in your pussy.

FREAKY VIRGIN MAHITO IS REAL!! he’s all about experimenting so there’s really nothing he wouldn’t try honestly, it’s more of a challenge to convince him to not do certain things *shivers*… but that does come with a lot of bonuses seeing that he won’t write off anything so it’s free game for you!! odds are he’ll enjoy anything so long as he learns something from it, if it gets him off then even better. he’s naturally most interested in anything that’ll induce pain, emotional or physical, and things that allow him to be in complete control (submitting to a human? fat chance). Depending on how exactly he sees you, and how ooc you’re willing to take, you’re either going to be a good ol fashion pump n dump that he brutally slaughters OR you’ll end up being his forever pet that he won’t let out of his sight for more than fifteen seconds… both are a unique form of suffering but it’s Mahito, so there’s really no white picket fence ending option… regardless, prepare yourself to be used in the grossest ways. he’s got a particular fondness for watersports and anything that results in blood, with a preference for knife play and good ol aggressive biting, simply because he likes seeing you become a filthy depraved mess even when he’s being so cruel. i have a vague concept for a human au but even then he’s a nasty freak with no boundaries!!

adding Junpei onto this because he’s so dear to my heart and also the biggest incel. affection doesn’t come easy to him especially when it’s sexual, he finds being on the receiving end to feel as though it’s only because you pity him. try as you might, convincing him otherwise is going to take some time but he has no problem understanding his own feelings to be true although he’s shy… major panty sniffer alert, he’s too scared to actually try anything with you but he’s got his needs!! stealing a cute white cotton pair from your hamper is the next best thing to him and he’ll spend the next week with them pressed to his face whenever he’s alone, dick rutting into his hand messily. it’s subconscious but he also has a habit of stalking you around a little bit when he’s too nervous to actually talk to you but he swears it’s an accident!! he didn’t mean to learn your whole schedule it’s just that he sees you doing certain things more often!! he’s supposed to be on the other side of the city at that time for work?? you’re delusional, he was just… sent there for some sort of project, nothing weird at all he’d never!! huge whiner btw, babbles a lot when he’s finally fucking you.

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v7lgar · 22 days ago

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i need wolfstar recs guys. gimme the hidden gems. fluff isn't my thing but if there is angst (with a happy ending or maybe not?? lol) i can also accept fluff too. i missed reading them (haven't been reading them for a year istg)

here is my payment upfront:

yes i have a new cat u saw correctly and her name is kömür and yaman and mira doesnt like her at all so she is w me at work but sometimes i take her home too

#if there is smut THAT WOULD BE AWESOME #preferably top remus #but it's all ratings are appreciated #smut is just a bonus yk #i have lots of new fics actually but i'm wondering what are UR fav wolfstar fics/recs #agon's cats tag #kömür tag #yaman and mira tag #agon rambles

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fawnrsponse · 1 year ago

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perv!bestfriend! mikey!! stoner! mikey!!

nsfw content <33 [18+ only pls] forced intox + dubcon

mike wheeler who loves getting you high. a part of him is convinced it's because he likes seeing you all giggly and soft, but, deep down even he knows it's because he has an excuse to touch you.

he'll just pull you onto his lap, pressing the tip of the joint against your lips, which you're all too eager to take. he'll do it again and again, sharing it with you until you're barely there. he, of course, has a much higher tolerance, so he 'just doesn't realize how much he's given you.'

when you're completely complacent, he'll slowly move his hands all over you. groping your chest and between your thighs. your body so sensitive to the touch, you can't really do much except giggle and lay back against him. eyes shut and unable to do anything except let him touch you, not that you're complaining ofc!!

#mike wheeler smut #mira's thoughts •°. *࿐#mike wheeler #forced intox #cnc cw #aged up mike wheeler #i just adore him :((

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minheeskitten · 2 years ago

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Masterlist

This is a masterpost of links to other lists, one for each group!

(Some posts are from @minheeskitten-archive the sideblog that i remade over on a new account here!)

Reminder: Any X reader are past works and are no longer being made. Please do not request x reader. I am uncomfortable with writing it.

Cravity!

Kingdom! Including Chiwoo!

Ateez!

Drippin!

Mirae!

X1!

Victon!

Weus! Onewe Oneus!

The Boyz!

Omega X!

Enhypen!

EXO!

Treasure!

Soloists

Misc.

#masterlist #cravity smut #onewe smut #x1 smut #drippin smut #mirae smut #kingdom smut #ravn smut #victon smut #oneus smut #the boyz smut #not a smut post

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m11rx · 20 days ago

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hey so this clip makes me feel insane things

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pinkmirth · 1 year ago

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nfl reiner braun tears his alc and requests the best surgeon to work on it. he gets, youuuu, sweet smelling pink doctor coat wearing you and he can’t even take you serious when you’re going over his chart or requesting to feel the muscle with those pink gloves on. you even look younger than him and he’s telling you: “darlin’, listen… im a big deal around here and i need someone to help fix me not give me a boner.” or something like that and you almost don’t have the heart to tell him that you’re the best that there’s ever been at this hospital.

RECOVERY, reiner braun !

୨୧ — pairing: footballer!reiner braun x fem!reader

୨୧ — synopsis: this doctor’s got a hardheaded patient! it’ll take some effort to convince him of your effectiveness . . .

୨୧ — contains: ( 1.4k words of . . . ) modern au, slight nsfw (more like suggestive!), footballer!reiner, surgeon!reader, fem!reader (black coded), reiner has an ACL tear, reiner’s touch-deprived/sexually frustrated, rei’s kindaaa conceited (just a little bit!), palming, minors shoo!

୨୧ — mira’s note: ramona, my love! i adore all your reiner concepts, they’re always sooo perfect 🎀 thank youuu for sharing your rei-rei thoughts with me :) now here’s a lil drabble for my gorgeous man! (not really proofread thoroughly, i apologize for any typos or mistakes!)

isopropyl.

it’s all that reiner can smell. he’s a healthy man, he hardly belongs here— in this chilled surgeon office with the most pale, unflattering lighting. the parchment-like exam table paper rustles beneath him with every stretch and maneuver he makes, and his weight is enough to pry a creak out of the treatment table every now and again.

a recurring clack of footsteps and the whine of the door lets reiner know that you, the ‘sexy doctor lady from earlier’ has returned from reading his screenings. he wasn’t able to catch your name amidst the splitting pain from his acl tear, so that’ll make do in the meantime.

you set down your clipboard and turn to face him. your dear patient appears a bit mussed from the big game that took place earlier— his golden hair’s all fluffy and wild, that red football uniform of his is streaked with the green of the field, and his left cheekbone got a little scratch somehow. you’ll make sure to dab that with rubbing alcohol later.

“your vitals are well above average.” you commend. his reply’s a mere grunt. he can’t bring himself to take you seriously. just fucking look at you; pink latex gloves pulled over manicured hands, welcoming eyes all doe and shiny, with a sweet glossed smile that he won’t forget for days to come. he hates having to meet such a beauty under these grim circumstances– after all, you’re the kind of woman he’d take out on a date.

“lucky for you, mister braun, your injury isn’t a complete tear . . . so your recovery time shouldn’t be too long. it’ll last about six months, give or take.”

he isn’t listening.

reiner isn’t even sure of when he began to space out; your lips are just so plush, so alluring. his surname sounds sweeter than it should when falling from your mouth. before long, you clear your throat. it’s enough to snap him out of it. “i’d appreciate your undivided attention, sir. we’re currently going over your healing plan— ”

“lemme ask you, sugar,” he interjects with a low rasp. reiner braun’s well known around these parts, and you can only assume that being such a big deal has gotten to his head. what he says next throws you off, “when’s the real doctor comin’ in, hm?” it’s hard to remain professional, but you do. no furrowed brows, no scrunched up face— nothing but a tight, forced smile.

you suck in a breath through your nose, maintaining composure. “what makes you think it isn’t me, mister braun?” he can hear the tinge of vexation in your voice. clearly, this footballer has struck a chord or two.

“you’ve got pink gloves on, barbie.” he snarks out a laugh, just a bit mean. he’s much too handsome for such a condescending tone.

you bring a gloved hand flat to his chest, pushing reiner back into the examination table. his breath catches in his throat when you knead your fingers into his thigh, right where the tear resides beneath firm muscle. you’re assertive, and goddamn, does he love it.

“i’m your doctor.” you assure, voice firm. he groans out at the calculated pressure; it feels good. makes the throb of pain fade, just a bit.

“you’ll have to put some faith in me, hm?” your tone is warm, words soft and patient in a way he doesn’t deserve. reiner can’t lie, it was crass of him to have undermined you that way.

“my apologies, doc.” he addresses you in the rightest way he can. it’s his tiny little way of making amends.

“so, how long— fuck, how long did ‘ya study for?” reiner tries for small talk, voice low and shaken. you’d like to believe that whatever left his lips just now wasn’t a moan. no, it was more like . . . a groan of pain, perhaps?

“about six years. graduated early,” no wonder you look just about his age, if not younger. all his previous doctors were just as old as his parents.

“smart and pretty, huh?” he graces you with a feeble grin, a white gleam of teeth surrounded by neatly trimmed stubble. it’s safe to say that he’s your hottest patient up to date.

you continue on with prodding into the thick meat of his left thigh, and those throaty whines of his make you feel a way you simply shouldn’t.

it’s been a while since reiner’s been touched this way. he knows it’s just a regular inspection for his stupid injury, but he can’t recall the last time a woman’s splayed their hands on his body. he’s always busy with football this, training that. there’s never any time remaining for hook-ups, talkless of a relationship. that being said, it isn’t long before he begins to grow excited.

“m— mister braun,” you call out, voice airy, “you seem a little, um . . . worked up.”

“huh?” his eyes flit up to meet yours. you lock onto his honey-brown pools of desperation.

nothing else is uttered. you wordlessly direct your gaze towards his crotch, and give him a knowing look. reiner finally catches on— he fucking knew he felt his bottoms getting tight. hesitantly, the blonde lifts his head to peer down at his pants. surely enough, a boner’s prodding at the centering cloth of his football shorts.

“goddamn,” he drops his head back onto the examination table, bashfully throwing his forearm over his eyes. humiliation eats at the proud man, reducing him to a jumble of hormones.

you can hardly bring yourself to contain your chuckle, which makes his reddened cheeks burn further. it seems that his bodily reaction to your skilled hands has given him a sense of humility at best, and embarrassment at worst.

“i’ve never been appointed to a lady before . . .” is his hushed excuse. he’s still got his eyes shielded with his arm— he can’t even fucking bear to look at you. it’ll only spur him on further.

‘i turn you on?’ is what you’re just longing to question him. you know that you do— he’s been looking at your lips with bated breath since he got here. not to mention the peeks he’d taken at your ass whenever you turned around to read his chart or grab a cotton ball.

it’s quite bold of you— more like dangerous— to bring your ministrations upwards, closer to the ache under his pants. you’d tell yourself to stay on task, but professionalism has long been thrown out the window.

your gloved hands trail mischievously, placed directly atop reiner’s hard-on. warmth radiates from your palm, and you squeeze. his eyes blink shut, hips gently bucking upwards. his tear burns from beneath his skin, but he doesn’t fucking care. he bets he could cum from your hands alone.

reiner eventually manages to pull his arm away from blocking his viewpoint, chest heaving with every passing second. if you were to use your stethoscope on him, his heartbeat would be nothing short of erratic.

“trust me, mister braun,” is your reassuring whisper, “you’re in good hands.”

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nickeverdeen · 2 months ago

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Curveball Desires | Mira Sorrengail x fem!reader

Pairings: Mira Sorrengail x fem!reader (romantic)

Type of fic: Romance, Smut, Historical Setting, Unexpected Encounters

Warnings: Fingering, face sitting, semi-public sex, switch!reader, switch!Mira

Summary: What Mira didn’t expect was to find the most straightes looking pitcher - you - in a lesbian bar in 1963

Tag List: @callsignwidow

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The neon sign flickered above the door of “The Velvet Rose,” a hidden bar nestled in the corner of town, far from prying eyes. Inside, the atmosphere was warm and inviting, a safe haven for women who couldn’t express themselves openly in the world outside. Mira Sorrengail, who typically exuded confidence and an intimidating aura, felt a rare sense of peace as she stepped into the dimly lit space. The soft hum of jazz played in the background, mingling with hushed conversations and occasional laughter.

Mira made her way to the bar, ordering a glass of bourbon, her drink of choice. As she turned to survey the room, her eyes landed on an unexpected sight. Seated alone in a booth, looking completely out of place with her polished appearance and straight-laced demeanor, was you—the town’s golden girl, a rising star in the local baseball scene.

You had always been the picture of perfection—dressed modestly, hair perfectly styled, and seemingly immune to the rebellious undercurrents of the era. To anyone else, your presence in such a place would have been a complete shock. But Mira was different; she saw beyond the surface, recognizing a kindred spirit even in the unlikeliest of places.

Curiosity piqued, Mira strolled over to your booth, her confidence radiating with each step. She slid into the seat across from you, catching the surprise in your eyes as you looked up.

“Well, isn’t this a surprise?” Mira’s voice was smooth, a teasing lilt to her words. “Never thought I’d find you here, of all places.”

You managed a weak smile, nerves fluttering in your stomach. “Didn’t think you’d be here either.”

Mira raised an eyebrow, signaling the bartender for two drinks. “You’re full of surprises tonight.” She paused, her gaze lingering on you, searching for any sign of discomfort. When she saw none, she continued, a playful smirk curling her lips. “But I have to admit, seeing you here… well, it’s making me curious about other surprises you might be hiding.”

The heat in your cheeks betrayed you. “Maybe there’s more to me than meets the eye.”

Mira chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. “I like the sound of that.”

The bartender arrived with the drinks, and Mira slid one across to you, her fingers grazing yours as she did. The simple touch felt electric, and you couldn’t help but return her smile.

“What brings you here?” Mira asked, her tone casual but her eyes sharp, as though she already knew the answer.

“Just needed to… get away,” you replied, taking a sip of the drink. The alcohol burned as it went down, but it also gave you a bit of courage. “Away from everything. Everyone.”

“Same here,” Mira agreed, leaning back in her seat. “But I’m glad you’re here. Gives me the chance to get to know you a little better.”

The flirting continued, an easy banter that felt natural despite the circumstances. Mira was charming, her confidence intoxicating, and before long, you found yourself leaning into the conversation, laughing at her jokes, and even making a few of your own. The tension between you both was palpable, growing with every shared glance, every lingering touch.

Finally, Mira’s voice dropped to a whisper, her eyes darkening with intent. “What do you say we take this somewhere more private?”

Your heart raced, the suggestion sending a thrill through you. “Lead the way.”

Mira stood, offering her hand, which you took without hesitation. She led you through the crowded bar to a discreet door in the back. Once inside, you found yourselves in a small, dimly lit room, the sounds of the bar muted beyond the thick walls. Mira locked the door behind her, turning to face you with a predatory glint in her eyes.

Mira’s lips were on yours before you could think, her kiss urgent, hungry. Her hands gripped your waist, pulling you close as she deepened the kiss. You melted into her, your arms winding around her neck, fingers tangling in her hair. The taste of bourbon lingered on her lips, mixing with the heat that radiated from her body. The world outside faded, leaving only the two of you in that small, dimly lit room.

Mira’s hands moved with confidence, sliding beneath your blouse, her fingers grazing the soft skin of your stomach. You gasped into her mouth, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. She smiled against your lips, pleased with your reaction, and began to unbutton your blouse, one button at a time, her touch teasingly slow. Each brush of her fingers against your skin ignited a fire within you, your breath quickening with every inch of exposed flesh.

When your blouse finally fell open, Mira broke the kiss, her eyes raking over your body with an intensity that made you feel both vulnerable and desired. Her gaze lingered on the swell of your breasts, barely concealed by the lace of your bra, and she let out a low hum of approval.

“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” she murmured, her voice rough with desire.

Before you could respond, she dipped her head, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your collarbone. You tilted your head back, giving her more access as her lips trailed lower, leaving a burning path down your chest. She reached behind you, deftly unclasping your bra, and tossed it aside, her eyes darkening as they fell upon your bare breasts.

Mira took one nipple into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. You moaned, arching into her touch, your hands clutching at her shoulders as she lavished attention on your breasts. Her other hand cupped your neglected breast, kneading it gently before pinching the nipple between her fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

The heat between your thighs was becoming unbearable, your need for her growing with every passing second. As if sensing your desperation, Mira’s hand slid down your body, her fingers skimming over your stomach before dipping beneath the waistband of your skirt. She found the wetness between your legs, her fingers teasing you through the thin fabric of your panties.

“So wet already,” Mira whispered against your skin, her voice full of smug satisfaction. “All for me?”

You could only nod, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps as her fingers continued to tease you. She smiled, her lips curving into a wicked grin, before she hooked her fingers into the waistband of your panties and tugged them down your legs.

Mira wasted no time, her fingers sliding through your slick folds, spreading your wetness before pressing against your entrance. She kissed you again, swallowing your moan as she slowly pushed a finger inside you. The stretch was delicious, your walls clenching around her as she began to move, her finger curling to find that sweet spot inside you.

“More,” you breathed, your voice barely more than a whimper.

Mira obliged, adding a second finger, her pace increasing as she thrust into you with practiced ease. You were lost to the sensation, your hips bucking against her hand, desperate for more. She pulled back slightly, watching your face as she worked you closer to the edge, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

“You look so perfect like this,” Mira murmured, her voice thick with desire. “Falling apart for me.”

She leaned down, capturing your nipple in her mouth once more as her thumb found your clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. The combined sensations were overwhelming, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. You were close, so close, and Mira seemed determined to push you over the edge.

“Come for me,” she whispered, her breath hot against your skin. “I want to feel you.”

With a final twist of her fingers, she sent you tumbling into oblivion. Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, your entire body trembling as you cried out her name. Mira didn’t stop, her fingers continuing to thrust inside you, drawing out your pleasure until you were left a quivering, gasping mess.

But Mira wasn’t done. As your breathing began to steady, she withdrew her fingers, bringing them to her lips and licking them clean, her eyes locked on yours as she did. The sight sent a fresh wave of heat through you, your body still aching with need despite the intensity of your release.

Mira stood, her presence commanding even in the small space. She undid the button of her jeans, sliding them down her legs along with her underwear. You watched, entranced, as she revealed herself to you, every inch of her body a work of art. Your eyes lingered on the toned muscles of her thighs, the smooth skin of her stomach, and the glistening wetness between her legs.

She climbed onto the couch, positioning herself above you, her knees on either side of your head. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, and you couldn’t resist the urge to reach up, your hands gripping her hips as you pulled her down to meet your lips.

Mira moaned as your tongue flicked out, tasting her for the first time. The sound was music to your ears, and you couldn’t help but smirk as you licked a long, slow stripe up her center. She was delicious, her taste salty and sweet, and you were determined to make her fall apart the way she had made you.

You focused on her clit, circling it with your tongue before sucking it gently into your mouth. Mira’s hips bucked, her hands tangling in your hair as she ground against your face, chasing her own release. You held her steady, your tongue working in tandem with your fingers as you thrust them inside her, mimicking the rhythm she had set for you earlier.

Mira’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared the edge. You could feel her walls tightening around your fingers, the muscles in her thighs tensing as she hovered on the brink of orgasm. With one final flick of your tongue, you pushed her over, her cry of pleasure echoing in the small room as she came apart above you.

She rode out her orgasm on your tongue, her hips grinding against you as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. When she finally stilled, she collapsed onto the couch beside you, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

You lay there together, both of you spent and satisfied, the room filled with the sound of your breathing. Mira’s hand found yours, her fingers intertwining with yours as she gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“That was… incredible,” you whispered, still breathless from the intensity of what you had just experienced.

Mira chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to your temple. “You’re pretty incredible yourself.”

Just as the two of you were beginning to relax, the door creaked open. You both froze, but Mira remained calm, her eyes flicking to the intruder with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, you’re being gay. Nevermind, carry on,” the woman said with a nonchalant shrug before closing the door again.

Your face flushed crimson, and you buried it in Mira’s shoulder, mortified. But Mira just chuckled, her hand coming up to stroke your hair soothingly.

“Guess we weren’t as quiet as we thought,” she teased, her voice warm with amusement.

You couldn’t help but laugh, the sound light and free despite your embarrassment. “Guess not.”

Mira smiled, pulling you close as she settled next to you. “Don’t worry, darling. She won’t say a word. But we might want to make a habit of being more discreet… or not.”

The two of you lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside forgotten. In that small room, in the midst of a society that would never accept what you had just shared, you found a sense of belonging, of understanding.

#imagine #smut #mira sorrengail #mira sorrengail x reader #fourth wing #iron flame

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360iris · 2 years ago

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Backroom of a bad dream | dec. second ‘22 (fic)

marc spector x reader, moon knight system x reader x layla el-faouly, angst, hurt/comfort?

Dimly lit | dec. fourth ‘22 (blurb)

marc spector x reader x steven grant, fluff?? kinda

Rose-colored boy | dec. sixth ‘22 (blurb)

steven grant x reader, hurt/comfort? idk, it’s cute tho

Moon Knight System Dynamics | dec. 23rd ‘22 (drabble)

moon boys x reader, fluff

NSFW Moon Knight System HC + Blurbs | jan. 11th ‘23 (drabble)

moon boys x reader, smut

Make it awkward | jan. 14th ‘23 (fic)

steven grant x camgirl!reader, jake lockley x reader

Is just to love | jan. 24th ‘23 (blurb)

jake lockley x reader, fluff

Tu promesa de adorarme | feb. 8th ‘23 (blurb)

marc spector x reader, fluff

Call it bed rest | feb. 15th ‘23 (fic)

married bestfriend!layla el faouly x reader x marc spector, fluff + smut

Good days | feb. 24th ‘23 (fic)

vampire!steven grant x reader (feat. marc spector & jake lockley), smut

Précis | april 27th ‘23 (blurb)

marc spector x reader, smut

Me & U, Isn’t | april 28th ‘23 (fic)

santiago ‘pope’ garcia x reader, angst + smut

Bloom & Brew Coffeehouse: Lilac and Orchid | nov. 29th ‘23 (fic)

florist!steven grant x fem bipoc!oc, fluff/smut, cafe/flower shop au

So don’t run (they’re not so tough) | nov. fifth ‘22 (fic)

poly!marauders, angst and grief

With a feeling | nov. twentieth ‘22 (blurb)

poly!prongsfoot, mature

Falling in love (with a feeling) pt. I | nov. twenty-first ‘22 (series)

eventual poly!prongsfoot x reader, mature

Falling in love (with a feeling) pt. II | nov. twenty-fifth ‘22 (series)

eventual poly!prongsfoot x reader, mature

Girldad!James Potter + mafia au | nov. twenty-six ‘22 (blurb)

poly!marauders, fluff

— HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST (FICS)

— HARRY POTTER BLURBS

— BTS MASTERLIST (FICS)

float like a butterfly, sting like a bee 🐝

steven grant, moon knight

SMILE 📸 — you’re on camera!

marc spector, moon knight

a man after my own heart 🤍

marc spector, moon knight

only the best 🫶

din djarin, the mandolorian

my favorite cheaters 🤭💗

jonathan levy/mira levy, scenes from a marriage

who has the choice like Smarty does? nobody, nobody, nobody.

pedro pascal

oh, Levy! you’re so fine!

jonathan levy, scenes from a marriage

save who you can save

joel miller, the last of us hbo

just to sleep at night

steven grant, moon knight

she belongs to the 🌃

layla el faouly, moon knight

Oh???

frankie “catfish” morales, triple frontier

Out of her head, she sang

layla el faouly, moon knight

All I want is you now

marc spector, moon knight

Bodies, bodies, bodies…

steven grant & marc spector, moon knight

M a m a b o y 🖍️

steven grant & marc spector, moon knight

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mera-k1 · 4 months ago

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Spooky Season/Cozy Winter Event

made it to the second event!! my one year anniversary for this blog is actually on the 15th of october but i really didn't have anything planned for it.. so this event will hopefully make up for it!! some general guidelines below so please read them before requesting~

prompts are provided for both events. you do not have to pick a prompt to request! you can come up with your own ideas instead if you have smth specific in mind~

the deadline for requesting for either event is august 31st. please don't send in any requests for it afterwards, it will not be added to the line up! any unfilled slots will be cut from the final set of slots!

any gender for the reader is allowed, ofc. just be warned that if it's more fluffy or if the gender of the reader doesn't directly effect some part of the situation then it unfortunately might come out gn:(

for some fairness and well, more variation, i would like to keep half of the slots paralive and half of them as hypmic!! just so it's not dominated by one or the other.. if you send in a req for a slot that's already been filled (ex. paralive is full and you send in a req for paralive) then it will unfortunately not be counted..

Spooky Season Prompts

♡ carving pumpkins (fluff) ♡ haunted house (fluff) ♡ horror movies (fluff) ♡ bondage (smutty) ♡ sexy costumes (specify suggestive or smutty) ♡ marking (smutty) ♡ trick or treating (fluffy) ♡ test of courage (fluffy) ♡ pranks (fluffy) ♡ succubus/incubus au (specify fluff, suggestive, smutty) ♡ ^^or just plain simple demon au (specify fluff, suggestive, smut) ♡ vampire au (specify fluff, suggestive, smutty) ♡ witch au (specify fluff, suggestive, smut) ♡ ghost au (fluffy) -> optional specify plot for any au prompts!! ♡ or any other au or prompt you have in mind!

Spooky Season Slots

october 1st

mtc x reader [suggestive]

october 3rd

kanata yatonokami x reader [fluff]

october 8th

rosho tsutsujimori x reader [suggestive]

october 10th

hajun yeon x reader [suggestive]

october 15th

samatoki aohitsugi x reader [smut]

october 17th

allen sugasano x reader [smut]

october 22nd

ichiro yamada x reader [smut]

Cozy Winter Prompts

♡ presents (fluffy) ♡ mistletoe (fluffy) ♡ snowball fight (fluffy) ♡ bondage (smutty) ♡ ice play (smutty) ♡ toys (smutty) ♡ 'all i want for christmas is you...' (specify fluffy or smutty) ♡ new years eve (specify fluffy, suggestive, smutty) ♡ snowed in (specify fluffy, suggestive, smutty) ♡ baking (fluffy) ♡ unwrapping (specify fluffy, suggestive, smutty) ♡ christmas day (fluffy) ♡ cozy cuddles (fluffy) ♡ warming up (specify fluffy or suggestive) ♡ or any other prompt you have in mind!

Cozy Winter Slots

december 17th

hifudoppo x reader [fluff]

december 19th

kanata yatonokami x reader [smut]

december 24th

nayuta yatonokami x reader [fluff]

december 26th

hajun yeon x reader [smut]

december 31st

naoakira saimon x reader [fluff]

january 2nd

kuko harai x reader [fluff]

january 7th

rio mason busujima x reader [smut]

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