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lowkeyrobin · 9 months ago

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can i ask for qsmp reacting to new member reader who is russian??

yes of course!! I love this request sm, hopefully I got everyone you're looking for! sorry if these are a little ooc, I'm learning a lot and watching a lot about the qsmp still so hopefully this is good lol. kind of a mix of q! selves and cc! selves so 💀

QSMP ; meeting a russian creator

includes ; tubbo, quackity, cellbit, jaiden, roier, wilbur, foolish, slimecicle, tina, and nihachu

warnings ; language, probably ooc 💀💀

masterlist

TUBBO

"oh, hi! are you the new member???"

he's really nice, helps you build a house and stuff to get started and whatnot

you, him & sunny spend a lot of time together, especially because quackity gave you your own child too

sunny & your egg absolutely love each other, and perfectly balance one another out

tubbo teaches you all about his machines and factories and whatnot

welcomes you with open arms to the town of fobo

talks to you about the federation and whatnot, how they're basically the government and to just avoid them at all costs

even with a language barrier (if you don't speak English as well) you guys are so tight

always fucking around together somehow

he adds you into his lore as well

QUACKITY

welcomes you with kindness and open arms

introduces you to your own egg 😭🫶

he's got a lot of energy and is very chaotic, literally sprints around the whole smp showing you everything and catching you up into lore stuff

if he fucks up a first impression, he repeatedly tries to make it up and corrects himself and whatnot

doing dumb shit with him and richarlyson is a must

you guys become really good friends and make some great lore ideas together

if you speak a little/lot of English, you guys will just have chitter-chatter streams together and build a little tree house for the eggs

CELLBIT

"hello!!"

you teach him a little Russian and he teaches you a little French

even if you have a language barrier he's really nice to you

very selfless, if you need something, hes got you

if you get kidnapped, good lord is he holding a grudge

has a protective type of personality, makes sure to keep you and your egg safe if you two come across some federation funny business together

starts to learn Russian because he thinks it's a cool language

surprises you one day with a phrase in Russian and you're just like "???? hello cellbit?"

"was that a good pronunciation? I'm still learning"

puzzles >>>>

used to be a rlly good pvper so he teaches you some outdated tricks lol

JAIDEN

"Oh my God, hi!!"

teaches you all about how the smp works and tells you all about her adventures

also takes you on adventures with her when you stream together

through the language barrier, you still get along really well and enjoy each other's humor and company

building together >>>

such great inputs from each side

in lore, she's kind of just off to herself, and alone

she can't really trust other people whatsoever now

but when you come around, she's a bit more open but obviously wants to be left alone

teaches you all about her pets

she rubbed off her love for vocaloid on you

ROIER

welcomes you with a smile

teaches you all about lore and whatnot

mentions his and cellbits wedding at least 3 times

gives you a little referral to therapy

he's currently a rat in lore so uh

he kinda just uses you as a pedestal for now

"y/n, tell them that im the superior rat, please"

you repeat the phrase in russian to any other russian creators you joined the server with

becomes a co-parent to your egg

very level-headed, somehow always has a plan

"Oh, yeah, the federation kidnaps people, just stay away from them"

"Dude what"

everyday is his birthday

you play into the bit by singing happy birthday in russian and giving him some sort of food

WILBUR SOOT

very formal first impression

introduces you to tallulah

tallulah is kinda iffy about you and your egg at first but she warms up to you guys

if you're the building type, he'll do the dirty work to get you the stuff you need to make a house, or anything you wanna build

on top of learning french, dutch, and spanish, you get him invested in russian as well

in lore, he believes that most problems can be solved by love, and you just kinda go with it because he's nice enough and whatnot

teaches you some stuff about music

you guys do a lot of yap streams while grinding up some resources on the island to make some new locations and whatnot

"the pattern you're doing looks like upside down dicks"

"wh- wilbur, why would you say that?"

if you're still learning English, and it's kinda broken when you speak or you say something wrong, he kindly corrects you and teaches you correct pronunciations

becomes a co-parent to your egg as well

you teach the eggs the "scary fight like a badass" stuff and he's the "be nice, children" parent

FOOLISH GAMERS

you're immediately introduced to his laugh

kind of reckless, but pretty laid back

pretty playful as well, likes to joke around with you

he doesn't have a reason to not trust you yk

you're very overprotective of your egg and anxious that you'll let something bad happen, but if he becomes a co-parent, he releases your egg from the little plastic box you have them in when you aren't around

does the whole Batman bit with you on your first stream on the qsmp

holy shit the amount of laughter

he wants to leave a good impression on you, thinks you're really cool lol

you've mutually decided that he builds exteriors, you design interiors

SLIMECICLE

probably wasn't even aware new people were joining

"who the hell is that???"

like you're trying to let quackity teach you the basics and he's staring from a distance like he's gonna plot to kill you

tries to joke around and say hello in russian but ends up saying some random phrase that didn't make sense

"You just said your toes taste like cheese"

"Wait, what?"

makes you a bitch wife/husband asap

makes you curse people out in russian when he gets slightly offended

definition of the uwu cat boy and tall angry bully gay stereotype

in lore he's got some serious psychological problems but it's okay!! you can deal with it

quackity tells you about the whole gegg think and you sit there like "okay wtf"

TINA KITTEN

you guys just kinda run into each other one day and you ask her for help on something

something clicked man, yall are such an iconic duo

you guys build a whole mansion near the sea together for the eggs

in lore, she's pretty reserved and isolates herself, and you become one of the many tk worry about her and try and give her advice

secrets are safe with her 💳💥💥💥

you guys own a little farm together too

Em and your egg get along so well

she has a little proud mom moment

tetris competitions.

she likes to draw and she loves drawing you and your egg together it's so cute

NIKI NIHACHU

she's kind of shy but your personalities balance each other out

she's sworn to protect everyone, and you and your egg are quickly added to that list

baking with her>>

you work with her at empanadas bakery

she talks to you all about psychology and how it fascinates her and stuff

you learn a lot from her

lots of compliments whether it be builds or even outfits you're showing off to you're stream

she easily becomes a co-parent of your egg lol

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt preferences #mcyt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #mcyt oneshot #quackity x reader #nihachu x reader #tubbo x reader #qsmp #qsmp x reader #qsmp tubbo #qsmp cellbit #qsmp roier #qsmp jaiden #qsmp tina #qsmp niki

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urstepdaughter · 1 month ago

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hi guys

me crying about Logan Sargent if you even care 😊🙂🙃😛

#quackity #spreen #spreen smut #roier #quackity smut #i need sleep #im just a girl #rawr xd #spreen headcanons #i need him #logan sargent smut #logan sargent x reader #logan sargeant #formula 1 #formula one #formula racing

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lucky-whispers · 1 year ago

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I'm hyperfixated on QSMP so have this. Don't mind if it's bad pls I just needed to get this down quickly I have an essay due soon 😭

QSMP X READER

notes: angst, about the eggs and the last day of Purgatory. Reader is gender neutral and on team bolas. The reader has their own egg (e/n), major character death bc I don't know if everyone got off the egg island.

You had been celebrating with your team, moments before for the victory of Philza, who beat Tubbo and were on your way to go save your eggs

You were laughing, screaming BOLAS BOLAS BOLAS! With your teammates, punching Philza playfully on the shoulder, lifting him up with Cellbit

When the video came on, you raced to the museum, desperate to find your baby. The time with bolas was fun, but it was hell knowing you were somewhat safe and (e/n) was suffering. Their (accessory) was crooked and ripping, dirt on their shell.

You would never forgive yourself if your kid was hurt and you could have stopped it, even if you were being held hostage and had no say in the situation

So when you saw them finally, after weeks of worry and crying, after everything you had gone through to save them, you almost broke down crying. You didn't though- you had to stay strong for your kid.

You were talking to them, gently and making sure they were safe. As one of the older kids, they had been helping take care of the younger (newer) eggs.

You were so proud, and so happy to finally see your kid you could only smile and listen to their adventures

Everything happened so quickly, you barely had any time to react

El Quackity joined the entity's side, and when you tried to comfort Roier the meteors and earthquakes started.

Leaving Roier's side, you started to punch the glass, trying to get to your kid, having lost your items when switching from green team to red. You heard your friends screaming around you, desperately trying to save their kids.

Your heart shattered when (e/n) placed a sign, saying 'Its okay, mama/papa/parent. I love you, I know you tried.' "PHILZA DO SOMETHING!" You heard Foolish scream, and your heart shattered as your egg disappeared. "FUCK! NO! NO NO NO!" You screamed, ripping your voice, sobs racking through your body so painfully you couldn't try to get up. You felt someone tear you away, but no matter how hard you fought against it, you couldn't get through their grasp.

You cried out, screaming cuss words at the entity who wasn't even there anymore. "MY BABY! THEY TOOK MY KID! PLEASE! GIVE ME BACK MY BABY!" You didn't even care as your vision blurred, and you saw Badboyhalo dragging you along, dapper running behind. You didn't have the energy to fight, but you would be damned if you let another kid die. You picked up dapper, running faster than Bad, who gratefully nodded at you as you ran to the boat.

In the end, you didn't make it. You sat in horror, watching as Cellbit said goodbye to Roier in chat, and the few who got into the boat, asking where everyone was. You felt bad shaking, as he clutched Dapper to his chest, you quickly pulled him along and messaged Philza 'Catch.' You used the last of your elytra and threw dapper on board, falling into the sea. You were pushed by the current onto land, where you sat down next to your friends who had just missed the boat. Watching as egg island was destroyed. Without knowing if your egg was alive. All you could do was hope their death was painless.

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unhonest-iago · 4 months ago

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Roier would get Cellbit to try that one battery acid drink where it's an energy drink mixed with sour gummy candy à la Heathers style. Specifically the one scene where JD switches the drinks and Heather ends up drinking drain cleaner. As in Roier's casually making him a drink and Cellbit declines after seeing him put the candy in it, not trusting his motives. And so as to appease him, make a different yet normal drink in a cup that looks exactly the same as the first. Handing the one with candy in it while he's not paying attention.

Cellbit gets him back later during a prank war, where he uses it against him. Making the concoction in a cup with a lid and straw so he can't see the bottom that easily. Ends up left in the fridge with a little note saying not to touch it so it'll appear extra appealing.

#iago's hcs #qsmp #not x reader #spiderbit #cellbit #roier #q!cellbit #q!roier #cellbit x roier

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winterzsurprise · 1 year ago

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Taking care of you || Miguel O'hara

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel comes home after a rough week and a half out of his universe and you decided that the only way to take care of him was to web him down.

Tags: NOT BETA READ, SMUT, bondage, overstimulation, denied orgasms, multiple orgasms, blowjob, blindfolds, he bites you and paralyzes you, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), big dick Miguel, sub Miguel (ig??? he still try to get the upper hand throughout)

Words: 2k

I was struggling because all the words I know are aggressive because I watch gaming streamer (Quackity & Roier) and I don't think moaning pendejo or chinga tu madre is very sexy.

Spanish speakers, tell me what moanable curses you guys have, it's for science (I am begging u)

mi vida - my life || cariño - honey || mi amor - my love || dios mio - my god || mierda - shit || puta madre - motherfucker

When Miguel came home after a long week and a half, he’d expect a heartful meal to consume before passing out on a warm bed beside you. To get bound on the chair with a special web fluid designed to keep him down in the dimly lit apartment is not one of those expectations.

Being a Spider-Man with no spider senses, his first instinct was to break out of the binds, calming down and unmasking once he caught a whiff of your scent.

“Mi vida? What are you planning this time?”

“Nada, is it a crime to want to take care of you?”

Your touch burned through his suit as you dragged your fingers across his chest. After days without being to see nor feel your presence near him, the desire in his chest grew from a pea sized to universal.

“I’ll give you thirty minutes to finish what you planned before I break out of this shit.”

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look over his shoulder where you stood so mysteriously with no indication of your clothing visible to his eyes.

“You won’t.”

Miguel chuckled. “Why not? I can probably break out of this if I want to.”

“I’ll go back home to my dimension for a month and you wouldn’t even be able to find me since you’d be busy with work.”

He frowned, cursing under his breath to which you giggled at.

“Are you going to break out, mi amor?”

He said nothing, turning away bitterly and you took it as a win.

“Now, let me take care of you.”

When your lips first touched his neck, a spark went off in his veins. He grunts as your hands start roaming his chest with feather-light touches, forcing him to retract the suit to be able to feel your warmth on his skin to complete the gaping hole in his chest.

There was something about Miguel being tied up, hopeless and responsive to your touches as depravity clawed at his chest.

The frustrated groan when you pulled away to reposition yourself to sit on his lap told you everything you knew, the tent poking you when you sat on him was also a confirmation. Placing a kiss on his cheekbones, you pulled out the blindfold from your pockets and he groaned.

"Really?"

"Oh shush."

You've read somewhere about blindfolds enhancing the experience as a whole, something about taking out one sense amplifying the others and decided to try it out tonight.

And Miguel having sharper senses than most Spider people only made your plan irresistible to not do.

Tying it around his eyes, you find yourself enamored with how vulnerable and submissive he looks right now.

"Darling, you look so pretty like this."

He scoffed. "I would look better on top of you, cariño."

"Fair enough."

Unbuttoning his shirt, you placed light kisses on every inch of skin exposed to your eyes while he'd sigh at the feeling of your lips on him. You weren't able to unbutton it all nor push it away due to the webs but you deemed it perfect as long as his pecs and some parts of his collarbones are out in the open.

Turning your attention to his pants, you captured his lips with yours and it instantly grew heated with a hunger not even a meal alone can satisfy. Pulling his fly down, your hands rose to tug at his hair to which he groaned, a reaction you've never had in the past.

Is it really effective?

Pulling away, you tugged on his waistbands and pulled them down to reveal his girth standing at full attention leaking with pre-cum.

"Fuck… touch me."

“You’re not in control here.”

Even then, you wrapped your hand around his dick and even that alone got his breath stuck to his throat.

Maybe you should bring the blindfold more often…

Pumping him leisurely, he threw his head back, melting into the chair, thighs spreading wider as the enhanced ecstasy spiked his veins, stirring every fiber of his system awake.

"Mierda, th-that feels so good…"

The sight of his glistening chest heaving heavily as sweat beads on his forehead is enough to make your nose bleed till the next year. A memory forever ingrained in your mind.

You trailed kisses on his collarbones and up to the side of his neck. Miguel's streams of mumbled Spanish curses and shaky exhales should be classified as a drug with how addicted and how greedily you were engulfing every noise he makes.

"You look so pretty like this baby, it makes me want to tease you a little."

He said nothing, reveling in the nirvana you offered him so generously. His hips struggled and writhed in the small space he was allowed to, chasing his promised euphoria with desperation.

But before he could notify you, you unmounted him and he let out a frustrated groan. Miguel was about to rip the binds until you got to your knees, only to web his feet to the chair legs as well and he grew more tempted to do so.

"Come on! Even the feet?"

"Gotta secure the package, darling."

Placing chaste kisses on his weeping head, the complaints died down in his throat. You then laved your tongue around his slit, gathering as much of his pre-cum and he groaned, dick twitching in your hold. His taste is heavy on your tongue and you moan.

You missed him on your tongue.

Taking his whole cockhead, Miguel flinched, arms struggling behind him as you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked hard while circling your tongue around his girth, providing him multiple sensations surrounding his girth.

"Dios mio, remove this blindfold. I wanna see you." He said, almost begging. "Please?"

"No, you look prettier this way."

Your hands stroked the places your mouth couldn't reach and Miguel's thighs trembled. His pants and borderline whimpers sounded like a sweet melody, the sight of his perspired skin glistening under the moonlight with his head thrown back burning itself at the back of your lids.

You'd stop at nothing to be able to see him like this again.

Then you heard a snap from the webs and you halted, pulling away to his absolute dismay.

"No no no no, ay puta madre—"

"Stop struggling and maybe I will continue."

He didn't say anything, his fuzzy mind struggling to conjure any good bargain to bring up.

"R-remove the blindfold then I'll consider."

"Nope."

He groaned, almost whiny and you grinned. Miguel slowly settled down, suppressing himself from breaking more threads. Once you deemed him behaved enough, you dipped down to take him in once more.

Relaxing your mouth, you sink in another inch of him before descending as further as you could go and pumping the other areas you knew you couldn't reach. The groan that left his lips was guttural, almost animalistic.

"Fuck, I'm near. Deeper cariño, I know you can do it."

Pinching his shaking thighs, you quickened your strokes while waiting for any tell tale of his climax. When his breathing picked up and his abdomen pulsed, you pulled away.

And Miguel whimpered.

And he realized it a little too late, cheeks darkening as he groaned in embarrassment.

"You did not hear that."

You laughed lightly. "But it was cute."

"Fuck your cute and pretty bullshit, why did you pull away?!"

You grinned. "I liked seeing you struggle."

"Ripping this off gets very tempting every passing second."

"I'll run away and don't think I won't do it."

The sound of you shedding off your shorts stopped him from mumbling incoherent complaints. You swung your leg over his thighs and placed yourself above his weeping dick. With his sense of smell

"Don't break from the webs, alright? If you do—"

"You'll run away, I know. Just fucking get on with it."

"So impatient, what if I don't do anything at all?"

"I will break off these chains and take you on the floor. Don't tempt me." He growled, pushing his arms out, stretching the webs as a demonstration.

Rolling your eyes, you lined him against your heat and sank down, the hardest part of your plan for the evening. Despite trying your best to stretch yourself out earlier before his arrival along with the drenched state you're in, it proved useless with how difficult it was to have him.

You hissed as the burn of the stretch lit your veins on fire and Miguel grunted, arms twitching at his sides.

"St-stop clenching so hard!"

"Not my fault you have a big dick!"

As you take in more of his inches, Miguel grew crazy at the warm tightness surrounding him reawakening the denied orgasm earlier. The blindfold taking away his sight only magnified the pleasure flooding his system to the brim. The coil in his abdomen tightened and he threw his head back, absolutely light-headed and drunk on ecstacy.

"Le-let me bite you, yeah? It'll go away. Fuck…! I'm so close..."

You didn't second guess his intentions, falling to his shoulder with your neck bared to his lips. Trusting your Spider-Man genes, he spared no time leaning down and sinking his fangs into you.

You gasped at the feeling of his incisors piercing your skin as your mind grew fuzzy and your body numbed itself to paralysis. Miguel, desperate for his climax, plunged his entire length into you before thrusting savagely in and out of your heat.

The sound of a hundred threads ripping off cuts through the air, his arms surged from behind the chair to curl around you. His heavy exhales, borderline whines, made your brain short circuit as he chased after his denied orgasms ferociously.

Panting openly on your shoulders with your name vaguely murmured like a mantra, you moaned at his sounds as he came with a shout, the feeling of his liquid arousal spurting into you made you shiver with delight but the shaking thighs beneath you only fueled your arousal further.

"F-fuck…! Thank you cariño. Mierda..."

The paralysis ebbs away while Miguel continues to convulse, albeit weaker than before. Mouth hung open as he threw his head back, hands falling to your waists.

"How rude, you didn't even consider my pleasure, mi amor."

His grip on your sides tightened as you bounced on his dick and he faltered, trembling as he gasped and groaned at the overstimulation nipping at his senses. His hands tapped your thighs, asking for some rest and you slowed, waiting for him to use your safeword.

When he didn't, you picked up your previous pace and grinned.

"But when I did that, did you stop, cariño?"

He didn't answer as streams of Spanish curses and colorful words escaped his mouth.

"Exactly, so take it like a king, alright? Maybe I'll forgive you for getting off the web."

You rolled your clit in tight and fast circles, growing merciful for him as his sounds turned into whimpers and pleads. The sinful sight of his sweaty self blindfolded and body intoxicated by ecstasy along with his beautiful noises was enough to bring you to the edge.

With a few strokes and rolls of your beads, you came. Warmth explodes from your chest to your fingertips and you let yourself sag to his shoulder whilst he grunted at the stings of overstimulation still mouthing at him as your walls pulsed around him.

"Fuck…! G-get off…"

He didn't even manage to get his sentence out when he exploded again inside of you and practically lost consciousness with how lax he turned beneath you.

Concerned, you tapped his cheeks. "Baby, are you still there?"

It took a while but he eventually answered, removing the blindfolds himself to peer up at you with glazed eyes. "Barely… You won't leave right?"

"Yeah, I was joking."

"Alright…"

You smiled, placing kisses on his forehead, cheeks, and lips. Miguel's face bloomed at this, grinning slightly.

"You did so well, darling."

He only nods. "I'm confiscating that solution by the way, you're not webbing me up again."

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara x reader one shot #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman smut #spider man smut #spider man fics #marvel smut #marvel fics #miguel o'hara x reader smut

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fairytsuk1 · 1 year ago

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hips don't lie | (s)

pairing: alex quackity x reader

words: 2.5k

warnings: sexual content, drinking (of age), sexual dancing, mild voyeurism, mild public sex, bathroom sex, unprotected sex, pre-established relationship

summary: alex knows you think he's hot. when you're all out and about, the pressure builds till you both can't take it anymore.

The two of you dressed in tandem, slipping past each other to apply perfume and perfectly tie a tie. Still, neither of you could hide the longing glances at the silhouette of Alex's body or the whisper of promise accentuated by your curves. Alex watches you work through your make-up routine while he sits on the bed, already ready.

"Is–what's his name–going to be there? Roier?"

Alex stands and draws close to you, crowding your inner bubble and resting a chin on your shoulder, "yeah, but he'll probably be busy with Sabi. Did I tell you how good you look in this dress, hm?"

You have to remember that you have somewhere to be when you feel Alex's hands possessively glide down the bones of your hips, circling back to your ass and squeezing.

"You did, actually, when I bought it," you smirk at him through the mirror, clipping in an earring, "don't get handsy. We need to leave soon."

"I'm not getting handsy! I'm just appreciating your body. I mean, how could I not?"

Alex says it so genuinely, lips quirked up as he wraps his arms around you comfortingly. You know he means every compliment, every embrace, every little instance reminded you that he truly loved you. The two of you glance at each other before your lips are joined in a heated kiss that your boyfriend eagerly accepts. A dominant hand splays across your lower back, tugging you chest to chest; his free hand slips down and grabs a handful of your behind, "Alex!"

"Sorry," he cheekily laughs, pecking your lips softly once more, "let's get going."

He leaves your heart beating and thighs squeezing together most unfairly. He was so devastatingly attractive, with a demeanor that made you feel like a princess. Your lips twist into a pout while you punch his arm, "that's what I've been saying, actually!"

"Oh, is that what you were saying?"

Your boyfriend's already grabbed his keys as wiggly fingers tickle your waist in the doorway. Alex feels his heart grow as you laugh, hair messily bouncing as your lifted lashes fluttered at him, "stop it! You're gonna ruin my hair, Lex."

He heeds your request, unlocking the front door to your shared apartment before pausing before you.

"Hey, I love you," he says.

The blush starts at your cheeks before encapsulating your head in flames. It's so mushy, brown eyes round like boba sparkling at you as he lets himself have a moment of vulnerability. Your hand comes to cup his cheek, and you feel as if you're precisely where you need to be, your thumb coming up just short of the mole under his eye.

"I love you too," and your empathetic eyes begin to well.

As in tune with you as always, Alex is quick to wave away tears by pulling you close into the warmth of his side.

"Don't cry! I didn't say that just for you to cry. Besides, how can you cry when we're having drinks tonight?"

Alex's ever-present excitement for drinking doesn't go unnoticed by you; it's enough to wipe a lone tear and peck his jaw, "nothing could ever stop me from drinking with you. I still watch that video of you doing karaoke that one time!"

"God, please don't talk about that! Ugh, I can't believe you still even have that. It's horrible! You have blackmail on your phone, literally."

Your conversation delves into nonsense, bantering and lightly ribbing each other the whole car ride. His hand, of course, stays on your thigh the entire ride.

You're a few drinks in and realize you severely underscored Alex's attractiveness that night as you took him in during a minute of group socialization. He'd been steadily killing it the whole night, a hand leading you from the small of your back and laughing with people as if he'd known everyone for years. It wasn't easy showing up as a streamer's plus one, but he knew how to make you feel accepted and relaxed.

Now, however, you're starting to get a bit needy after far too many glasses of red wine and a lingering hand on your inner thigh. Alex is faring even worse. It was as if the combination of alcohol with your high-libidos led to a fantastic product of pure lust. The two of you knew there wasn't a more inappropriate time to disappear to the bathrooms. Still, every look was supercharged with arousal and wanting.

People from the QSMP crowd your table, infinitely singing praises at your boyfriend's table. Rafael, or Cellbit, says something about dancing, and your mind is plagued by thoughts echoing what you wanted to do most. You needed to show Alex how much you wanted him.

Alex beat you to the chase, "Let's go dance!"

"Okay," your skin is flushed from intoxication, and Alex's touch against your palm sends electricity up your spine.

It's a bit crowded moving to the dance floor, but soon, you find your own spot in the crowd where there's just enough breathing room for you and him to be face to face. It feels intimate, just slightly swaying together. Then, his hands are skimming the edge of your dress and sliding right up to your hips.

You lean in close, brushing your lips against the shell of his ear, "not too much PDA for you?"

"Not at all. I mean, it's better than ripping your clothes off and fucking you right here," his hands bring you so close that your hips are flush, "that's what I really wanna do to you right now."

A breath is caught in your throat as you discreetly sway with the group. His cock slowly begins to press against your thigh as he looks at you with pure need. There's no doubt your panties are soaked with arousal as you imagine how he'd feel, leaving bruises on the contours of your hips, pulling you back against his cock as you struggle to barely hold yourself up.

"Alex, I want you so bad," you whisper into his ear, "and I can feel you. I wanna suck you off."

The fact you're speaking so lewdly with no one catching on makes both of your pulses quicken. Practically in the distance, the DJ changes the song, and you take the opportunity to use Alex's aroused shock to turn in his arms.

"Let's just go to the bathroom real quick and–"

"Let's just dance for a second, yeah?"

He doesn't even have the chance to rebuke you, too entranced by how you teasingly sway your hips against his now prominent bulge. To others, it just looks like an average couple having an intimate time; only God knows how much Alex is thinking of the softness of your cheeks that press into his thighs, the way your hips effortlessly tilt the same way you would be riding him at his desk. You act so nonchalantly like this, but he's the only one making you moan and whine while he sucks on your wet clit like a man starved.

You only tone down your seductive dancing when his hands wrap around your middle with no wiggle room. Alex holds you in place, and your eyes want to roll back in your head from the way he lightly presses your lower stomach against him. He always feels so massive behind you like this, like he's in total control of your body which makes your clit pulse.

"You can be so naughty sometimes, I'm so fucking hard in my pants now. It's all your fault, you know," he whispers hotly in your ear, "Why don't we go to the bathroom for a second, baby?"

"But I'm having fun dancing," you brattily reply, tilting your jaw up to stare at him through your lashes.

He gives you a plain look, and the submissive bone in your body leaves your legs shaking.

"You could be having much more fun getting fucked by me, getting split open on my cock. But you don't have to do anything you don't want to," he drops the ultimatum, but the both of you already know your answer.

"Take me to the bathroom," you mumble, pressing against him.

Within moments, your boyfriend has come up with a lame excuse: "Yeah, she's feeling a bit sick!" The two of you are speedwalking to the private bathrooms and clicking the locks shut. Once safely secure, affirmed by the slide and click of the lock, Alex is quick to make work of your body and fiercely bring you into a makeout session with him.

It's hot, messy, it's so wet the way your lips collide against each other. The tension finally builds up and culminates in gliding your tongue against his as he works a knee between your legs. You knew you needed him, but your body was buzzing as his hands cupped your breasts roughly, "ah, fuck. I'm so horny."

"How do you think I feel," he groans, sucking a mark into your neck, "I feel like a teenager, about to come in my pants over your fucking grinding."

Alex's hand cups your jaw to bring your lips together again, tugging on the delicate skin as he drinks you in, "you're fucked up for that, you know?"

"I know, but you like being teased."

"I don't! I really don't," he mumbles, pulling off his suit jacket and hanging it on the door hook, "I should really get you back."

Your boyfriend says it as he manages to pull the cups of your bra down, freeing your chest from the confines of your chest. The cold, naked breeze leaves you aching to cover up, but Alex soothes your pebbling nipples with the warmth of his mouth and slick of his tongue. It feels too good, moans squeaking out of you as he tweaks and sucks at the puckering buds.

He always wants to make you feel good, which means learning everything that made you tick as he absolutely ravishes you. Your nipples were always so sensitive, your fingernails scratching his scalp like the pleasure was crawling out of you like a woman enchanted.

"Yeah, babe? You like it when I play with your pretty tits?"

"Yeah, yes! The way you touch my nipples feels so good," your words come out, exhaled in pure relief, and it is a relief.

You needed his hands on your body, kneading plush skin and making you feel oh-so-good. Alex beckons you away from the door, lifting you up by your hips to seat you on the counter's edge. You're closer to his height now, and there's a brief moment of sweetness as you reconnect by standing flush against each other. He's fully hard now, desperate for you.

"I need you so bad, fuck," he sighs pleasedly.

Manicured hands unbutton the top buttons of his shirt, soaking in golden-tanned skin that gleams under the bathroom lights. Alex catches the sight of the two of you in the mirror, and his thighs shake with the empathetic rush of pleasure that courses through him just seeing the state of you two. Messy hair, make-up smudged, clothes absolutely and unmistakably disheveled.

Neither of you could wait any longer, "wanna fuck you from behind. Turn around for me, please?"

Once you're entirely on display, you have a front-row view in the mirror as his hands glide over the curve in your lower back before reaching your cheeks and spreading them. Your creamy hole is fully on display, and Alex shushes you when you whine, "Don't stareee."

"Hush, just be patient for a second," he doesn't even take his eyes off your pussy, "I can't appreciate my girlfriend?"

You want to bite back sassily, but then the head of his dick catches on your clit, leaving your jaw-dropping in a dramatic display. The man behind you chuckles lightly, gliding the tip between your sticky folds to thoroughly coat his cock in your wetness, "what was that?"

"N-Nothing, just hurry up!"

Biting your lip, you try to jerk your hips back, but Alex's hand keeps your lower back firmly pinned to the counter, "I've been daydreaming about this since you got ready."

Alex gives you no chance to try and speak, plunging the tip in your pussy and stretching your thick walls. You know he's barely inside you, barely begun to dick you down. Still, you're already gutturally moaning, "Fuuuck… yes, lex–mmf!"

He gives you time to adjust, shallowly thrusting his hips with a hand on your hips. You're already trying to suck him in, and he's barely a few inches inside! It's heaven, and you can see the way his black hair cascades in his face as he slowly bullies his fat cock into you.

"God, fuck! You're taking me so well; this pussy is squeezing me so tight," he groans, eyes locking onto yours in the mirror as he starts to thrust earnestly, "Oh fuck yeah, take my cock, baby."

There's a loud 'pap' that echoes through the room as Alex works his hips into yours, steadily burying his cock deep into your folds and dicking you down expertly. The room grows hot and heady, the scent of sex permeating the air as Alex skillfully pounds you against the counter, "Talk to me, baby. Actually–fuuck. Look at me, babe."

Your hand grips the counter fiercely, but you can still look up to watch as Alex drags his dick through your walls over and over, "Filling me up so good–wanna cum so bad. I wanna be good–oh! Uh-huh, 'jus wanna be good for you."

Alex feels his balls constrict as you tighten around him, feet on tip-toes as you draw closer and closer to your orgasm.

"Cum all over me, babe. Let me make you feel good, fuck yes. Just like that, honey."

All you can do is hold on as each thrust winds you up closer and closer until stars are bursting behind your eyelids. You cum with a cry of Alex's name, legs shaking as your pussy creams till there's a white ring around the base of his cock. The feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his dick and your words as you cry, "shit, Alex! Make me cum, oh god. I-I'm yours, fuuuck!"

He cums with a loud groan, hips slapping against your hips once, then twice as you feel him spurt his load against your pink inner walls. Your fluids mix together, spilling out of your hole and leaking down your thigh. The both of you fade in and out of existence, the power of your shared release leaving the two of you reeling as his cock softens inside you.

Your man stays inside of you until your breaths have calmed and come to a slow. He gently works his cock out of you, slowly pulling out as you hiss, "Shh, just stay here, babe. Let me get a towel."

"What time is it?"

A gentle hand comes between your legs to wipe up any excess mess. You jump as he swipes over your clit, an action that Alex giggles at.

"Definitely time to go."

The two of you stand side by side in the mirror, horrified.

"My hair!"

"My dress! You totally screwed it all up!"

"Nuh-uh, that was all you, babe! Do you think everyone's gonna know?"

You would've said yes and promised that no one would know a single thing. But your eyes zero in on his lips' red, swollen state. The way his shirt is unbuttoned just enough to spot a red mark carding down his chest.

"Oh, babe… absolutely."

Alex whines, but you feel delighted.

#quackity x reader #quackity scenario #quackity imagine #quackity x you #quackity smut #quackity thirst #quackity x y/n

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cherrynwinesk · 1 year ago

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Hi! First of, love your blog! Second, I am in need of whatever crumbs you have of nsfw content with Roier, pretty pretty pleeease!

In English, if that's okay cause I am not that fluent in Spanish unfortunately but if you wanna sprinkle some Spanish in there, go ahead! (Cause we all know he probs go full Spanish mode during ya know)

Anyways, thanks in advance love you byyyee

🍒:Hello!! thank you very much, you are very sweet. of course, thank you for specifying the language :D

Roier Headcanon's

Story g: nsfw/smut

Language: English/Ingles

⚠️: sexual content, male anatomy mention

CC's: Roier

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master List

•Ok we know that he trains his body and many will say that it is for health, but what Roier is interested in is looking good during sex

•Use his body to provoke you

•He surreptitiously stretches and lets his pectorals show beneath his shirt.

•Even if he tries to provoke you, he will always tell you that it is you who is horny, that he is just stretching himself without any intention (of course)

•He really likes it when you pull his hair a little and every time you do it, moans will come out of his mouth.

•I've already mentioned this a few times, but Roier hugs you from behind so you can feel his penis in your butt

•It is not very long but it is thick

•He leaves his hands marked on your waist or thighs

•He leaves marks or bites on your shoulders or chest

•Roier would like to fuck you on a table

•He has muscles in his arms, if he is not fucking you on the table then he will pick you up and push you against the wall

•Roier would like to see you touch yourself

•If he is very horny he will ask you to touch yourself before starting the long night

•He would play with himself to see how long he can go without touching himself when he sees you, whether touching you or simply seeing you naked.

•It's stupid, but Roier would search the internet for positions to fuck you

•"Do you like it like this mi amor?"

•He likes to finish on your butt or your face

•Or directly inside you if you allow it

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nikaizkool · 1 year ago

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My first request not being anon 🫣kinda nervous

Roier and Quackity head cannons for a reader who likes to draw little doodles and full pieces of them and gives it to them?

Literally theyd be so happy when you give them a doodle, they’d put it in like a box to keep and cherish.

If you gave quackity y a full piece he’d hang it up in his background for his setup

Now roier, he’d collect them and hang all of them up leaving no bits on his wall.

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whygalaxy · 3 months ago

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Little one - Pt.3

♡⃕ Relationship} Quackity x Naive!Fem!Reader x ElQuackity

♡⃕ {Part.One; here} {Part.Two}

♡⃕ Summary} "Daddy and uncle play with you"

♡⃕ TW.} NSFW; Smut; Dub-con; Innocent Kink; Stepcest; Reader is very innocent and naive; Reader is childish (she didn't have a good childhood); Unprotected sex; Daddy kink; guilt; dumbification; douple penetration; anal sex.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything. not reviewed

This fanfic may not be suitable for everyone.

You were playing in the living room, alone, just you and your dolls. Dad left, claiming he had to find someone. You hadn't given much importance to it, since he was someone with a lot of friends, so you thought he would meet Uncle Roier or Cellbit.

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“I will never let you touch her again!” Quackity shouted at his brother, completely irritated, especially with the proposal his brother had made to him.

ElQuackity rolled his eyes, picking up Quackity's ax that was on the ground. He pushes his brother against the tree, the blade of his ax pressed against his throat. “Come on… Don’t be selfish hermanito…” He says with a mischievous smile.

Quackity feels a bead of sweat run down his cheek, at the feeling of the cold blade against the skin of his neck. “I already said no! I won't let you lay your filthy hands on her again! He shouted, causing ElQuackity to look at him in irritation, pressing the ax blade against his neck even more. "Hypocritical! So can you corrupt her? If you don’t accept it, I’ll tell everyone what you do with her!”

Quackity's eyes widen at the threat. “You wouldn’t-” before he can finish the sentence, ElQuackity cuts him off with a smirk. “Ah yes… without a doubt.”

Quackity swallows hard, knowing that his brother didn't make empty threats… oh my, how did he get here?

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It was getting late, and you were worried about Dad, since he hadn't arrived until now. But when you hear the door open, you run to see who had arrived. "Daddy! Uncle!” You scream, running to hug them. Quackity had a sad smile, while ElQuackity had an evil smile.

“Yes dear… we are here to play a very special game with you.” ElQuackity replied, making you very excited. A special game? With your favorite people?! That would be so cool! You jumped happily, ElQuackity picked you up, heading towards your room while Quackity followed, feeling guilty.

Your room was adorable, with walls painted light pink and filled with teddy bears. ElQuackity sits on the bed, with you on his lap, Quackity sits next to you. He begins to take off your blouse and skirt, leaving you in just your panties. He admires the small wet spot forming on your panties.

“Look how cute…” He said, starting to rub your clit against your panties, making you moan cutely. Quackity felt guilty, but at the same time he felt excited. ElQuackity takes off your panties, spreading yourr legs to expose your pussy.

He smiles, running two fingers across your pussy to collect your juices, and then looks at Quackity. “You know… I’ll let you play with this… I prefer the other one…” He says, slowly turning you around until you expose your ass. He starts rubbing both fingers against it, using your juices as lubricant.

Quackity's eyes widen when he sees this. “Don’t you dare do that to her!” He shouted, about to grab his brother's wrist to pull him away from you. But ElQuackity was quick, and grabbed Quackity's wrist, he looks into his brother's eyes. “What are you going to do? The threat still stands…” he says with a smirk, Quackity lets out a sigh, giving in to it.

He soon manages to stick his two fingers inside your ass, making you moan in pain and pleasure. Quackity starts rubbing your clit, hoping to relieve you. He felt guilty, but damn, you look so cute like that.

He soon inserted two fingers inside your pussy, making you moan even louder. “daddy…uncle…” you moan, making quackity feel even more guilty. It doesn't take long for you to cum, with double penetration.

You were already getting stupid, your head laying on Quackity's shoulder as you drooled and breathed deeply. ElQuackity smiles, loving his state. He starts taking off his overalls, letting his hard cock pop out between his legs.

ElQuackity looks at his brother. “Come on… I know you don’t want to miss this…” he says, teasing him. Quackity swallows hard, pulling his pants down, his hard cock popping out. There wasn't much difference between the brothers' dicks, they were the same, both in size and girth.

ElQuackity rubs the head of his cock against your wet pussy, catching her juices to use as lubricant. He rubs the head of his dick against your ass, and then pushes it inside, making you scream in pain, moaning loudly.

The brothers let you adjust to the feeling, you held onto Dad tightly, hoping to be comfortable. He felt so guilty, but you looked so cute with your teary eyes.

“I bet you're already so hard, you perv-” ElQuackity tries to tease his brother with a smirk, but is quickly shushed by his brother. “Shut up, you don’t know anything” he says, maybe he didn’t want to admit that he was enjoying this.

The two start to move, fast and rough, leaving you a mess. spit dripped down your mouth, your tongue hanging out and your eyes closed. The feeling was too much for you to handle. It doesn't take long for you to cum.

Both brothers moaned at the feeling of your walls clenching intensely around their cocks. ElQuackity bites your neck hard, leaving a purple mark with teeth, while Quackity kisses your mouth.

Soon it doesn't take long for them to cum, filling both your holes with their hot cum. They look at each other, sighing heavily. You were exhausted, laying your head against ElQuackity's shoulder, sighing heavily, soon falling asleep.

ElQuackity smiles. “She’s such a good girl…” He says, Quackity smiles too, nodding his head.

“Yes, a very good girl.”

#quackity x reader #quackity x you #quackity smut #elquackity x reader #elquackity x yn #elquackity x you #elquackity smut #elquackity

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imagines-babes · 2 years ago

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Could I request some qsmp quackity x reader fluff headcannons?

Thank you for the request. I will try my best to do this because I have never written headcannons. So please enjoy these headcannons (also these will be scenarios. Also some are fluff and others aren’t.). From the beginning till now.

Quackity Masterlist

Qsmp headcanons(q!quackity)

It was nothing out of the ordinary. But between you two it was like meeting an old friends or something. After that fist night, he was walking around asking everyone how they enjoyed their staying. When it was between him and you. They weren’t be a lot of words. Even if quackity was a talkative person. He just didn’t want to say something bad in front of you.

Slowly, he would visit everyday and tell you what his plans were. Telling some people to blow up someone bases. Which from a bird Marianna house was blown up.

He would convince you to try to steal. Or at least stall some time as he checks in their chest. Then later head to his house to split what he found.

He would give you a flower if he ever found one. But don’t expect it everyday.

When he was building his house, he would ask you to come check on it or stay there so he have someone to say he did build it by himself.

The more you would hang out, the more you both had a connection. And more you both stayed with each other some feeling start to grow strong.

Tilin

He was excited to have someone to show around and his egg was name tilin. The first person he showed to tilin was you. He was excited. You met tilin and saw the smile on his face. The smile that can outshine anything.

You three would always hang out. Quackity will show tilin how to build. But tilin would be better. As his father tilin was just as reckless but safe.

When it was night, quackity would sometimes drink, and when he does, tilin would leave to head to yours or Roire and Jaiden's house. Tilin will sleep to music. Holding something quackity has given to them.

Sometimes when quackity and tilin would stay over. Once tilin woke up before you and quackity to slip into your room. Seeing you both holding each other. Tilin would go inbetween you to sleep in the middle. You would make way for him as he smiles.

He would have one karaoke night only because tilin wanted to sing. So quackity sang my way. He started to sing his chest out as you cheered with a smile. Beside you tilin. Quackity held out his hand for you to stand beside him. You both started to sing. He takes one lyric as you take the other. With the song ending tilin would stare as he cheers saying kiss. You both would turn red putting tilin to sleep.

When quackity found out about tilin. He saw you there and Roier left the you both alone. He started to talk nonsense blaming slime. He blame you as well and started to shout. But you never said a word. He was a broken man that lost his child. He wanted to be alone but something in you didn’t want to leave. The more he said it the more his voice changed. So you left to stay on top of a hill. Just to stare at him as he cried.

He started to block everyone out. Not wanting to leave his house at all. You would try to knock on his door to see if he is willing to talk. Or even the password he gave you. But he changes it. He never opened the door. So you just talk to him through the door. He would hear you talk and it brought him peace. Besides Tilin he found a home with you

He sobered up. At night not to see anyone he would walk to your home. Seeing your lights always on. He would knock to you open them. He hugged you. Saying words to your shoulders. How he was a bad father? You would convince him not to.

When the funeral came, quackity said words about tilin. You step outside looking at a grave. To feel him stay beside you while you felt his had to hold it. He never once let go of your hand. We were both teleported to visit Tilin one more time. Giving peace to you three together.

Now

You both made classes for the eggs for them to grow. With drawing around the room. Everyone drawing their family. Quackity drew the three of you by his house. You drew the three by your house.

When someone spoke Spanish quackity will always translate it to you or even after the interaction of everyone.

He would even help you with your Spanish. Give lessons and encourage you along the way. There will be moments where he told you ‘good job’ both of you were close to each other and just stare. Not ruining the moment

He told you what he wanted to do with Wilbur and Tallulah. You told him it was a bad idea but he didn’t listen. One night after he put her to sleep. He rush to you banging on your door repeatedly saying, ‘I couldn’t do it y/n I don’t want him to feel the pain like I do as much as I do. She doesn’t deserve to lose a life because of how I feel.’ With your door opening he gave sad eyes to you. Only to bring him into you.

Slowly the love between you both will rise again and bring your first kiss near your house. Talking about memories. To him asking, ‘can I kiss you?’ You question it at first but only nod. So under the night. He kissed you. Only a minute after to be broken but by max wanting to question quackity.

After that kiss, you both would stay at your house for the meantime. He wasn’t ready to be in his house yet so he stayed with you.

With quackity new son Richarlyson, and him being the 6 father of Richarlyson, quackity thought why not bring you along and help him with Richarlyson.

#x y/n #twitchstreamer #fanfic #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fanfiction #qsmp #quackity x y/n #alex quackity #quackity #qsmp headcanons #qsmp tilin #qsmp tilín #qsmp quackity #q!quackity #quackity x reader #quackityhq

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natydrii · 1 year ago

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QSMP Q!Pac x Reader/Leitor/Lector Girl. Calmaria

Fora do tópico - guapoduo canon e aconteceu de uma forma inesperada, Cellbit bela adormecida e Roier um cavaleiro sem cavalo branco. Só vitória, só vitória.

Quantidade de palavras: 694

- Eu fiz isso, eu pensei que você pudesse gostar. – O homem de cabelos negros e olhar tímido falou esfregando incansavelmente a cabeça, sentindo-se nervoso, referindo-se a uma construção de um jardim cheio de flores com cores fortes, um banco de madeira feito á mão situado debaixo de uma sombra de uma imensa árvore que ali havia, de frente ao banco um pequeno lago com alguns pequenos peixes estavam presentes.

Fazia 1 mês apenas desde que chegaram na ilha Quesadilha mas parecia que se conheciam durante anos. Pac foi o homem que você mais conversou e passou tempo, se apaixonando pelo o seu jeito logo de cara, meio nervoso/inquieto e adorável.

- Você tá bem? – Os olhos escuros de Pac rodopiavam sua pessoa e o espaço no qual ele tinha construído “Ah, não, eu esqueci alguma coisa? Ela não gosta de flores? E se ela for alérgica? Será que eu estraguei nosso momento?” Culpar-se mentalmente era um dos defeitos de Pac, suas mãos não relaxavam puxando a jaqueta azul na qual sempre usa, seus olhos encaravam o chão gramado.

Ficar admirando em silêncio aquele pequeno espaço sagrado feito pelo o seu amado fez você ficar sem voz, você se sentia imensamente feliz, no entanto na visão de Pac você estava apenas fixa no lugar, reparando, notando os mínimos detalhes, ele estava aflito.

- Eu errei na escolha de flores? – O Homem indagou depois de um tempo, você desvia sua atenção para o homem ao seu lado, seus lábios podiam ser vistos, pouco trêmulos, você sabia o que estava acontecendo e você sabia bem o que fazer.

Puxou as mãos frias de Pac em sua direção, o homem se deixou levar, o arrepio do toque repentino que Pac sentiu foi prazeroso e como recompensa pelo o esforço dele você sela seus lábios puxando Pac mais para si, segurando em sua cintura e puxando a nuca durante o beijo para intensificar enquanto acaricia seus cabelos negros, Pac adora toque físico, então apenas o faça.

- Você acertou em tudo, mi amor. – Você talvez tenha pegado o mesmo costume de um certo alguém da ilha, cof, cof, Roier, de chamar o outro assim.

Anestesiado de felicidade, ele não pôde conter os risos tímidos em sua direção, suas mãos que antes não se continham, agora estavam posicionadas em sua cintura assegurando que você não saísse dali tão, se o homem tivesse cauda ele estaria abanando nesse exato momento como um cachorrinho.

- Vem comigo, vem comigo! – Animadamente ele te puxa para sentar no banco de madeira e você não mede esforços e se e deixa guiar por ele. – Eu tô pensando em costurar algumas almofadas para ficar mais confortável. – Antes de você falar qualquer coisa, ele apenas continua. – Eu sei, vou ter que aprender a costurar e tal, mas também não tem problema se eu costurar meio torto né? – E novamente, ele não espera uma resposta. – Afinal tudo tem sua primeira vez né?

Você já tinha notado que ele é bastante falante, desde o inicio ele nunca hesitou de conversar com todos e exclusivamente com você, depois que ele começa ele não para. Se tornando uma metralhadora de palavras.

- Você certamente é alguém que eu devo amar. – Você conclui por fim

O dia estava quente e poderia até mesmo ser desagradável se não fosse pelo o fato de ambos estarem em baixo da grande árvore algo que foi conveniente quando decidiram se instalar naquele local.

Dando as mãos decidiram aproveitar o momento de paz até porque dias atrás tinham descoberto sobre a traição de Cellbit e a ira de Forever contra seu antigo amigo, iriam perder Richarlysson para Cellbit? Isso ainda não tinha como saber, certamente o desaparecimento de um deles deixaram todos desconcertados, nada que um momento como esse seja apreciado.

Você sabia, aquele lugar foi projetado não por um acaso e nem por tédio, ele estava sofrendo assim como todos os outros e na tentativa de se sentir leve construiu aquele espaço, o espaço que almejava desde que...desde que estava na prisão, sim, ele sempre quis alcançar onde sua vista nunca lhe permitiu, Pac era assim, um homem sonhador, aqueles olhos negros que brilham intensamente.

#qsmp brazil #qsmp brasil #qsmp x reader #qsmp x leitor #qsmp x lector #qsmp pac

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