#so its cute to think that he'd be even BETTER at it and even teach her a thing or two 🥺😭🥺💘💘

[rexscanonwife]

Knowing that Toshinori canonically learned how to cook and got good at making bento boxes bcs he makes them for Midoriya has me feeling a type of way 😭😭💖💖💖 like maybe things wouldn't get so bad if my s/i was there to make him her little househusband I'm just saying!

[roosterforme]

Mr. Right Now Part 3 | Hangman x Reader

Summary: When Jake teaches you about foreplay, he also gives you a lesson in patience. Your body feels like it wants to rush through the motions, but he has a way of coaxing pleasure from you that you didn't realize any man was capable of.

Warnings: adult language, sexual touching, oral sex, fingering, 18+

Length: 4300 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female Reader

Why is Jake on my masterlist!? Mr. Right Now masterlist

Your words were echoing in Jake's thoughts.

"I want you to make me feel good."

This was why he wanted to engage in small talk in the first place. To get to know you and let you see that he was capable of being more than a quickie to satisfy your agenda. He could be the opposite of the other guys, especially the ones at the bar. They wouldn't have the patience or take the time to make it good for you. But Jake would make sure you learned what you needed to know, and you'd have a smile on your face the whole time. As he gripped the globe of your ass with one big hand, he was getting more and more certain that he'd be smiling right along with you.

"That's more like it, Darlin'," he crooned. "I'll take care of you."

Your lips were brushing his with every little movement and every breath you took. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been with someone so eager, and it was almost comical how unwilling you were to accept that fact. He smiled as your fingers grasped at the back of his neck while you rubbed your lace covered pussy all over the front of his jeans without much finesse. 

Not that it was unappealing. Not at all.

Just as your hand found its way down his body, ready to dip back inside his pants, he started to guide you away from his kitchen counter and your abandoned wine glass full of ice water. "Alright, Darlin'. Time to see how much you've learned so far. What was lesson number one?"

You seemed to be in a bit of a daze as he walked you backwards out of the kitchen and through the living room. "Um... don't talk about another guy when I'm touching your cock?" you whispered, eyes glued to his face.

"Very good. Now it's time for lesson number two: foreplay," he told you as he walked you backwards out of the kitchen and through the living room. You were wearing your tight tank top, a black thong, and your Converse sneakers. Your nipples were hard against his abdomen, making you all too appealing in your innocence. "And if you like the way that progresses, we can head right into lesson number three: oral sex."

Your eager eyes were wide as you looked up at him and asked, "You want me to give you a blowjob?"

He sure fucking did. He could already imagine the way you might hesitate before ultimately letting him guide you. His cock throbbed again as he thought about your excited but unpracticed moves. Shit. But truly, that's not what he'd been referring to.

"Not exactly," he grunted, mouth already watering at the scent of your arousal. You swallowed hard, your brow puckering softly like you couldn't understand his words. "We'll get there soon enough. But first..."

Jake liked to think he was good at foreplay. Whether he actually wanted to know about it or not, his older sisters were never quiet when they used to talk about guys, and he'd picked up a few vital bits of sage advice. One of them was the simple fact that women would go absolutely wild for a guy who was willing to spend the time required to really get them going. Even better if it was obvious he was enjoying himself, too.

So he got to work, but it didn't feel like work at all. Not when he had you pushed up against the wall in the hallway with his thick thigh wedged between yours. "Oh my god," you gasped, fingers tangled up in his hair. He let his lips meet yours before you finished speaking, and he kept them parted with his. One soft swipe of his tongue into your mouth, and you were rolling your hips against him.

You moaned softly as you broke the kiss, head tipped back against the wall. "Damn, you look cute," Jake grunted, and you made another soft sound as he examined your needy face. Then he licked a stripe along the side of your neck before kissing the same path and whispering, "You taste good, too. The other guys don't even know what they're missing."

"Jake." You were squeezing his thigh with your legs now as you clung to him, but he continued to casually sucked on your neck just above your collarbone. "Jake!"

"Feel good?" he asked, determined to make sure you were still enjoying yourself along the way before he kept going further. "Or you want me to stop?"

"Don't you dare stop," you practically shouted, ending on a soft whimper as he nudged at the strap of your flimsy little tank top with his nose. His fingers toyed with the lace thong along your hips as you gasped, "I'm... I'm really turned on."

Jake smiled against your shoulder, giving your hips a squeeze. "We're just getting started."

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Foreplay was awesome. Foreplay was your favorite thing in the whole world. You'd never experienced it before, but now that you were in the middle of it, you never wanted it to end. Your skin was slick with sweat, but so was Jake's as he worked his hands up inside your top. Your voice cracked when you said his name which just made his rough fingers knead into you a little harder. God, he was something else.

"Jake," you whispered, already feeling like you were on the verge of an orgasm. He still had all of his clothes on, but his right leg was in between both of yours, and it felt better than it did when you touched yourself. Then his hands started slowly guiding your top up, exposing first your belly and then your breasts, leaving you no time to feel self conscious. He tossed your shirt aside as you stood there before him.

"God damn it," he groaned, and his hands slid around to your butt, hoisting you further up his leg. The sensation of your pussy rubbing his jeans again had you panting and scrambling to get your arms around his neck as your breasts mashed against his chest.

He was carrying you further down the hallway with his big hands gripping the backs of your thighs, and you were sucking in shallow breaths as you managed to ask, "Are you going to fuck me now?"

"Jesus Christ," he grunted. "You know, you're pretty fucking good at dirty talk for a virgin, Darlin'." 

You were still clinging to him as you looked around his bedroom. A king sized bed, modern furniture, huge windows, en suite bathroom, and a walk-in closet. He was an adult. Jake was a thirty year old man, and you'd never wanted anything in your life as much as you wanted him. "You didn't answer me," you whispered, your lips brushing his ear before he practically tossed you onto his bed. You squeaked as you sank into the soft, white bedding, making sure you kept your sneakers from touching any of it.

He was looking down at you, eyes raking from your face to your breasts and even lower as he touched himself through his jeans. Then he yanked his shirt over his head, and you gaped at his muscular chest and abs and shoulders. "I promised I'll make sure you come. But I don't need to fuck you to make that happen." He reached for your left ankle, circling it with one hand while he untied your shoelace. "These are cute, but they need to go." He tossed your shoe toward his closet, and soon the second one joined it.

Just when you propped yourself up on your elbows, he was on top of you, kissing your lips as you muttered his name. When his mouth trailed back down along your neck, he didn't stop. You gasped when his lightly stubbled cheek found your breast, but he kept going until your nipple was in between his lips, and you spread your legs wider to accommodate his body. You gave up, letting yourself sink onto your back as his big hand palmed and teased you while he tasted you seemingly everywhere.

Your mind was swimming as you tried to figure out how he was going to make you come, but a few seconds later, you were convinced his tongue swirling around your nipples could be enough. You knew you were making needy little noises, but you felt yourself clenching around nothing, and you were still wearing your thong. Your soaking wet thong. 

"Oh!" you gasped when Jake plucked at your nipple with his lips before looking up at you while he stroked your side lazily. He kept his eyes on you as he kissed at the underside of your breast, and you just gaped in response.

"If you were anybody else," he mused, "sure, I'd fuck you right now." Your body felt impossibly warm as his pretty green eyes seemed to darken. "But you have a lot to learn about." His hand trailed down your side, over your belly and to the tiny bit of lace covering you from being completely naked in his bed. 

"Tell me what I need to learn," you whispered, and Jake slid back off the bed, pulling you to the very edge with him. He knelt on the floor, pushing your thighs apart and planting your feet on the bed. You almost screamed his name when he leaned in and kissed you through your underwear, and something like possessiveness flashed in his eyes.

"It's always about you, Darlin'," he drawled. "That's what you need to know. It's not about me. It's never about the guy. It's about you."

"What do you mean?" you panted as he reached for the lace at your hips and started to pull it down. You had to lift your butt up from the edge of the bed and raise your legs up in the air, but your damp thong was soon on the bed next to you.

Jake grunted, planting your feet in place again as you spread out completely naked for him. When he kissed your bare pussy, you bucked up off of his bed and grabbed at the duvet, trying to squeeze your legs together. His big shoulders were in the way, and his finger was running up and down your slit as he said, "It's always about you. I'm gonna come no matter what. Any guy would if you treated him to your body. So you make sure you get what you deserve before he indulges to the point of no return."

And then his mouth was all over your pussy, and it was better than anything you'd ever felt in your life. "Oh my god." It was like the breath was knocked from your lungs as he licked up and down and back up to your clit. It was as if your body was trying to fight you as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows to watch what he was doing, and you just stared at him, mouth agape. It looked fucking hot as his glistening lips pressed against your clit before he started sucking gently, and you were already so close embarrassingly to an orgasm.

"You don't have to do this," you blurted out way too loud as Jake met your gaze. "Guys don't like doing this?" It sounded more like a question as you watched him drag his tongue in a slow circle around your clit before kissing you there. His pupils were huge, and now you were confused, because it definitely looked like he was enjoying himself as his fingers dug into your thighs.

"Men love this." His words and the way he dragged his nose through your slick pussy left you with your mouth hanging open. "But if you're not enjoying yourself, all you need to do is say so."

Your voice shook as he sucked gently on your clit once again. "I'm definitely enjoying myself."

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You were soaking wet, your arousal slick as Jake ran his tongue along your slit. You tasted sweet and tangy, and you smelled so good, he had to bury his nose in you over and over. Just a perfect pussy. Technically you'd never been fucked by a guy before, but maybe someone else already got to taste how exquisite this was? He had to know.

He released your clit and kissed his way up your belly, watching your chest heave with every breath you took as you tried to rub against him for more friction. "Anyone ever get you off with their mouth before, Darlin'?" 

Your eyes were wide, and your stuttered response was music to his ears. "N-No."

"Nobody has ever tasted you like this?" he asked softly, as you touched his hair almost reverently.

"Never."

How was he supposed to do anything else at the moment besides guarantee that he was not only your first, but your best. Guarantee that you thought about him anytime any other man touched you here. He never wanted you to be disappointed, ever, but he needed to know you'd think about his mouth when someone else just couldn't seem to get the job done like he could.

If you thought guys didn't like eating pussy, then you must have heard that shit from some college jackasses who had no idea how fucking good it felt to lap up after an orgasm. They were the type to chase their own pleasure instead of finding out how much better it felt to cum after watching your partner fall apart at your touch. They didn't deserve to get to have you, and now he was rejoicing in the fact that he didn't let you go prancing around campus in your little leather skirt after all.

Your hands were wound up tight in his bedding, and your back was arched off of his bed as you keened and gasped his name. You couldn't seem to get control of your own body, but he didn't care. He was rock hard, enjoying every moment of this. He kissed the inside of your thigh to give you a break, and sure enough, you eased your ass back down onto the bed. But as soon as he ran his tongue back from your hole to your clit, your body jerked up again.

"Come here," he crooned, wrapping his hands around your waist, holding you gently in place. "God, you're eager for this. You ready for me to make you come?"

"Yes," you gasped as he held you down and licked his way through your pussy, each stroke more intentional than the last. Each press of his lips to your clit a little bit rougher. And you got louder again for him as he brought you to the edge. Your voice was hoarse as he sucked on your clit, your hips rolling gently in his grasp. "Oh my god, oh my god!" Your feet were digging into the edge of his bed, but he didn't let up until your legs were shaking. Then you reached the peak, and Jake couldn't remember ever enjoying himself this much.

He was never going to forget the pitch of your voice as you cried out and came all over his tongue. He lapped up every last bit of you as you panted on his bed, arms limp at your sides. He ran his nose along your thigh, and when he stood, he looked down at the little grin on your face as your eyes fluttered open. 

"Did you have fun?" he asked, and you turned your head to the side in embarrassment as you closed your legs, but you were still smiling.

"Yes," you whispered as he eased himself onto the bed next to you, and you met his eyes. "I can't believe you did that without... you know...."

He ran his thumb along your lip as he lounged on his side in his jeans. "You gonna finish that sentence?" When you shook your head and laughed he said, "Come on, Darlin'. Enlighten me."

You squirmed a bit and sighed as you whispered, "You didn't... penetrate me... at all."

Somehow those words had him wrapping his arm around you and pulling you flush against him on your side. When he kissed you softly, you gasped and tentatively licked his lip. You pulled away, eyes wide before going in for a more aggressive kiss, and Jake groaned as you tasted his mouth. "Oh," he grunted. "You like the way you taste?"

You whimpered into his mouth as you swiped his tongue with yours, and Jake let you taste yourself on him to your heart's content. The only issue he had was the way you kept nudging his erection with your leg, and holy shit, he was starting to get blue balls. He carefully guided your leg over his hip as you licked your way along his cheek with your fingers in his hair. If you were enjoying yourself this much, then he was ready to give you more.

His voice was barely a whisper as you kissed his nose. "You wanna feel a little penetration?" When you pulled your face away from him a few inches and nodded, he said, "Lesson four. My hand."

When he reached between his body and yours and cupped your pussy, your eyes fluttered closed. He kissed your pretty face as he teased your hole until you were grabbing the back of his neck and whining, "Please, Jake!"

He gave you anything you wanted. First one finger and then two. And then his thumb on your clit when you begged for that. Your hips were moving in time with his hand, and it was evident that you were still worked up from your first orgasm. "I want you to think about me," he growled as you started to clench around his fingers. "When you touch yourself, but especially when someone else isn't quite good enough. You think of me."

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Jake was pumping two fingers inside you and easing you onto your back, and you'd be shocked if you could ever think of anything other than his soft hair and green eyes ever again. You started kissing him, pulling him closer with one hand one his neck and one on his cheek as he finger fucked you. Your body felt wrung out from your first orgasm, but he had you right there again already.

You shivered as you tasted his tongue, the feel of his sure and steady thumb on your clit making you unable to control yourself. You could feel how hard his cock was, pressed to your leg through his jeans, and you wanted to figure out how to give him a handjob or a blowjob, just like he'd done for you. If he let you try, you'd make sure you did your best, because he was about to make you come again. 

"Jake," you gasped, your teeth grazing his lip as you held him close. But he pulled away enough that he could watch you with a little smirk as you looked up at him and started whining. It felt that good, the way his fingers pumped and the way his thumb circled your slick clit. You were riding his hand as you felt yourself clench around his thick fingers, and then it was all over. You saw stars. You heard a high pitched sound in your ears. You were babbling incoherently. You were coming so hard.

Jake's lips were on your breasts, your skin slick with sweat and saliva as the cool air in his bedroom hit you there, and you almost wanted to scoot away from him as you started to feel overstimulated, but he seemed to know it was time to pull his hand from between your thighs. His fingers were glistening, but you caught his wrist before he could wipe them on his jeans.

"Damn," he crooned as you guided his hand to your mouth. "You're the filthiest virgin I've ever met."

You laughed as you let his fingers slip between your lips, and you cleaned your taste off of him with your tongue. Jake's green eyes were wide, and as soon as you let his hand slip away, his tongue was swiping yours like he wanted another taste for himself. Even though he'd had his face buried in your pussy not too long ago. You kissed him and let his hand roam your chest and up to your neck, and just when you felt him grind his cock against your belly, you couldn't hold back your enormous yawn.

"I'm sorry," you muttered, trying your best to cover your mouth with your hand as a second yawn started up. "You wore me out."

"Don't apologize for that, Darlin'," Jake drawled, and he collected you in his arms and helped you stand up on shaky legs. "Let's get you cleaned up."

He held your hand and led you into his bathroom. You glanced around the tidy space at the fancy shower and the double sink vanity while he dug around in a drawer. The room was masculine and smelled good, just like he did. And you kind of liked the way he casually kissed your cheek as he handed you a green toothbrush that reminded you of his eyes. "Here's a clean washcloth, toothpaste and face wash. Let me know if you need anything else."

When he started to walk away, you said, "Wait." He turned back, green eyes on you as you asked, "You want me to stay?"

Jake shrugged and said, "Only if you want to. You've still got a lot to learn. Or I can drive you home instead."

His eyes looked a little guarded now, waiting for your response. "I'll stay," you whispered, and he nodded with a little smile.

You yawned again as he exited the room and pulled the door closed softly behind him, and when you looked in the mirror, you did a double take. It wasn't that you looked different exactly, but maybe you did. Jake hadn't even fucked you, but perhaps you looked a little older now. You laughed, knowing you were full of nonsense as you brushed your teeth. Then you washed your face and used the toilet, biting your lip at the way your body felt kind of sore after two delicious orgasms.

When you walked out of the bathroom, Jake was pulling the duvet back, wearing just a pair of boxer briefs. His cock was still hard, and you desperately wanted to show him some appreciation, but you couldn't stop yawning.

"Climb in, Darlin'." You were about to stay the night with a thirty year old man you just met a few hours ago, but you didn't feel apprehensive at all. Even though his mouth had been all over your body, and he knew what you sounded like when he made you come. 

You ducked your head as you climbed under the covers, and Jake surprised you by leaning down and kissing your forehead. When he stood up again, you started to scoot over, but he turned toward the bathroom. "Are you coming back?" you asked softly.

Jake nodded and said, "Yeah, I just need a minute." His voice was strained, and as he turned off the lamp next to his bed, your gaze drifted to one of the huge windows and the stars in the late night sky. 

"Can you hear the ocean from your room?" you asked with another yawn as your eyes closed. 

"Sure can," he replied with a chuckle. You heard him slide the window open and felt the cool breeze on your face. Almost immediately, you dozed off to the sound of the ocean and the feel of Jake's fingers on your cheek.

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Jake had to be out of his mind for inviting you to stay over, but the last thing on his mind was booting you out like a random tag chaser. And besides, he wanted to spend more time with you. There was something about you that he really liked. You were a smartass, and you were funny. And your body was sweet and sensitive, and as a result of all of those things, he had a problem he needed to take care of.

He watched you curl up in his bed with a smile on your face as you listened to the sounds of the ocean, and then he rushed into the bathroom. With less finesse than he showed you, Jake yanked his underwear down and wrapped his hand around his cock. He was aching with need, your taste still on his tongue as he jerked off. You were in his bed. His room smelled like your arousal. "Shit," he grunted, stroking himself quickly. 

When you asked if he wanted you to give him a blowjob, he should have said yes. The idea of you on your knees for him, practically oozing sweet innocence with your lips parted in invitation was too much. But he wanted to spend hours working you up, fucking you until you screamed his name. He wanted to teach you so many things and be the first one to do all of them. He'd already taken you to the brink of overstimulation and exhausted your body, and now he just wanted to do it all over again.

As soon as he pulled up the memory of your hand wrapped around his cock in the kitchen, Jake came. Hard. He was panting your name, a sheen of sweat on his forehead as he leaned against the wall. Exhausted and finally sated, he yawned before he cleaned himself up and brushed his teeth. When he walked back out into his bedroom and found you snuggled up in the middle of his massive bed, he slipped in next to you.

"Jake," you moaned softly, rolling to face him and wrapping your arm across his chest. He held you close as he listened to the sound of the ocean in the darkness, and then he was asleep too.

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I think she probably needs a few more lessons.... I'm going to let her have a few more lessons. What would you want Jake to take the time to teach you? Thanks @beyondthesefourwalls

PART 4

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[y-junghyeok]

PLS ITS LOWKEY FUNNY 😭 anyways i asked smth like could you do married life with kdj and whether or not he'd want kids

This request is so late, I’ll blame it on the fact I was in Tumblr jail.

Marriage

Actually gets dumber when he gets married, mostly intentional. He’s the type to pretend he doesn’t know how to do something so he gets an excuse to hear you teach him about it.

He’s really helpful otherwise, but sometimes, he just wants to annoy you a little. It’s cute to see you explaining to him how to separate the colors for the laundry, then he turns around and does it like he has done this a million times before.

If you handle the cooking, he will literally be in heaven. Everyday, he would rush home early to enjoy your food. Dokja feels bad if he doesn’t help, though. So almost always, he will either handle buying groceries and preparing the ingredients. It goes without saying that he’s washing the dishes.

He can do it alone but it’d be very nice if you spend time with him while he’s washing the dishes 🥺

Honestly, he’s good at being independent and you can leave him alone for a long time. But he likes being alone with you, it gives him comfort to know that you’ll be around.

Can’t stand going to bed before an argument is resolved. He thinks the worst feeling is letting you go to bed angry when he could’ve dealt with the matter somehow. It’s a bit annoying how he insists on talking it out when the both of you are already tired, but seeing the look in his eyes when you turn him down makes you feel bad, to be honest.

Loves going on little dates with you. Just sitting in the cafe together on the weekends or even going to buy grocery together. Always holds your hand during these occasion and has a silly smile on his face. He’s not one for big gesture, but these small things flutter his heartbeat a lot.

Most of his love language is in the small, understated things, to be honest. Helping you brush your hair before bed or replacing your products for you when he notices they’re running out. It puts a smile on his face to see you being able to go about your day without worrying about the small things.

Kids

I think he’s one of those people who can stay married for a long time before he thinks about the prospects of kids. Of course, he has talked about it to you before you get married, but it’s not something he actively works for.

He feels complicated about having kids at best. While he knows there’s a social expectation for the two of you to extend your family, he’s not enthused about the idea.

Kids wouldn’t be something he pushes for and refers to your preference, but he errs on the side of feeling better without. Not because he is against having children with you, but because he still feels like he has a lot to work on.

It’s one thing to have a partner while he’s still dealing with a lot of past traumas. It’s another to have a child that he might unknowingly pass down his unhealthy habits to.

Tentative about the idea, but once he puts his mind to it, he can be a decent father. Not the best one, because he makes a lot of mistakes, but he does try to learn from that. It really depends on which point of his life he's at, but he's somebody who would deal better with older children than younger ones in general.

He will need you for the bulk of the children's childhood because he really doesn't handle toddlers and infants well. He does try his best, but he's too awkward to handle children naturally. Quieter kids often have a better time with him because they often feel calmer around him.

[scara-meow-che]

「 💭 」⠀no thoughts, just thinking vv hard about pervert! roommate! scara

cw. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader, implied bimbo! reader, pervert! scara, roommate! scara, mean! scara, panty stealing, noncon filming, stalking, hints of breeding kink (of course, it's me), unprotected sex, allusions to marriage, implied baby trapping, nasty! scara because we know deep down he's like a virgin who gets drunk to the idea of pussy ♥︎

perv! roomie! scara who sheepishly sneaks inside your room, looking for this one laced (and used) underwear that he knew, by heart, you wore the other day. he has a motto to live on and it's "the fresher, the better." because right after stealing that one pair, he would take a quick sniff and immediately grow hard at how he whiffs the arousal that was left to stain the middle on your pair.

perv! roomie! scara who already has a collection of your missing underwear (when you asked if he may have seen some of it with that adorable flush on your face, he went to glare at you and scoffed as he scolded you from even thinking that he's a potential panty thief). he hates lying to such a pretty and innocent baby like you but he knew that it'd break your heart if you ever find out how bad he really is.

perv! roomie! scara who would wrap your used underwear around his leaky cock. just as the smooth silk slides up and down his throbbing cock, he immediately came as his body shook and his cock shoot his load to his clothed chest, his cheeks tinted beet red from how embarrassing it was for him to come so quickly but he promised that if he ever gets to fuck your cute little cunny, he would make sure he won't come as fast as he did.

perv! roomie! scara who would constantly keep tabs on your period. he doesn't want to be a creep but he also doesn't want to constantly be mean to you so he would try to buy you your pads if you ever run out and sometimes buy you chocolates whenever you're feeling so much pain from your cramps. you thought that he can be sweet in his own way but that's just a ploy to keep him updated on your cycle because he thinks it'd be useful and maybe he'd be able to get you pregnant one day.

perv! roomie! scara who would always keep an eye on you. if you ever leave for a night out with your friends, he'd either have your location on as he may have tweaked your device when you're pretty head was distracted by a piece of furniture he had recently bought for you (but you shouldn't know that he left a camera inside, just to keep you safe or so he thinks) or be discreet in following you around. more often than not, he would find himself tailing you to bars and have to fend off these bad men who'd just ruin and hurt a pretty little thing like you.

perv! roomie! scara who would have to teach you when you have a test coming up and your stupid pretty head just can't get a grasp on each note you've made based on the module you had to ask from your professors. he would help you, of course, as long as he gets something in exchange then he would do his best to make you ace your test and you wouldn't dare question it because he'd already helped you countless of times! so when he told you that you have to keep his cock warm and snug inside your tight cunny, his fingers gingerly rubbing circles on your already overstimulated clit, he'd ask you questions on each part of your module and would give your pussy a rough slap if you ever get it wrong. he would see how tears had glossed your eyes and your lipgloss couldn't even do its fucking job in keeping your lips moist when you're drooling a lot as he hastily thrust back and forth your tight and wet hole. don't worry, he would coo at how good you are if you ever get the question right and would reward you with a generous load of his cum!

perv! roomie! scara would sometimes throw in questions that don't have a concrete answer which often cause you to have your head pushed down the table as he fuck his needy cock inside your gaping and leaking hole. he just has to pin all the lessons inside your pretty little mind by fucking it all out! and!!! as promised! he didn't once come, not after he had you milking on his cock TWICE before he gets to pump you full of his seed. he would occasionally leave you at your desk to clean up, your pussy dripping so much of his cum while your legs just shake from the intensity of your orgasms. and, as planned, you would have a barely high score (that still needs some work if you ever want to graduate soo) so you have to ask your roommate for help again right? you wouldn't even get that score if not because of him!

perv! roomie! scara who finds it hard not to fuck the living daylights out of you whenever you'd prance around the apartment, wearing either a thin oversized shirt that gives him a view of your breasts or this lacy set that accentuates the curves of your ass. either way, once he'd put a ring on you, he would make sure that you don't have to wear anything of the sort! you always looked so pretty for him so no matter what you wear wouldn't change the fact that every time he gets back from work, he would have you bend on any surface of the house and fuck you full of his cum. if you ever spill his load, he'd make sure you clean it up because a good housewife knows how to keep the house clean!

perv! roomie! scara who would force you to take his cum if he hears you cry out how you don't want to be pregnant. he knows that you still have a future to look forward to but isn't a future with him better than what you have imagined all by yourself? he would have to take matters into his own hands and have you take load after load, frying your head with nothing but how good his cock feels inside you, coo at you at how good you'd look so full of his seeds and someday, a baby inside your tummy. of course, being so cockdrunk, you'd cry out how much you want to see that happening, smiling and giggling whenever he'd give you a gentle kiss once he heard you confess.

perv! roomie! scara who may not be the best when it comes to his emotions but he would make sure he gives you the future that you deserve! a future with you carrying his baby and being his lovely, pliant, stupid and sweet wife!

[lupunsus]

lots of people like bunny hybrid, but I already have Gorou so I'll expand more on Tighnari so the fucker will come home.

based on genshin hybrid au by @cinnamonest

warning: ashamed novice writer writes bad smut, tighnari drugs, manipulates, and almost eats reader several times while treating them like a living fleshlight as well as emergency food. Reader is also degraded because he thinks you're a dumb bunny who can't do anything themselves :(

In a previous post, I left off on the cute floppy eared bunny, obliviously eating an aphrodisiac flower, which makes Tighnari throw all senses out of the window and act on his predatory instincts.

Of course, as a fennec fox, he had to have a taste of your blood first. What's the harm in biting down a little too hard on those cute ears of yours? Don't cry. You clearly wanted someone to breed you. Why else would you eat such a thing in his garden? Even if you didn't know, it's too late to go back now. As a fennec fox, he already saw you as his mate. And his kind mates for life. Do yours too? It doesn't matter. Tighnari will keep you in his den far away from the humans, in a nest he lovingly made for you, and you alone.

You should be thankful he chose you. Nobody else will be able to satiate you when he conducts his specialized research focused on how your body reacts to being his mate.

For now, he can't get enough of the feeling of your little insides suffocating him. It's a bit hard to get his knot in, but it must mean it's your first time. He'd reassure you and be more gentle, but it won't be long until the flower takes effect and turns you into a stupid whore begging for his knot. Ah, but should he call you that? You're just an innocent bunny who knows nothing of the human language. It isn't your fault that you were born without ever receiving an upbringing similar to what he had.

Tighnari would think of it as a sad thing, as maybe if you had an ounce of knowledge, you'd know better to assume he wouldn't devour an adorable thing like you are. He bets you don't even have a name or an identity. He'll teach you to address yourself as "Tighnari's Mate." The only name you'll ever need as the only place you'll be is by his side, coupling to his heart's content.

You don't understand the feeling of something trying to force its way into you.

At first, it hurt so much. Even worse than how hard he'd bite into your skin and tear it with his claws. It wasn't hard for him to mark his new territory as you were bare for everyone to see. But it was because you didn't need clothes! You were a wild animal, of course, and they'd be unconventional to wear if you needed to escape. Would it have been better to have something to cover you? Just to help shield yourself from the onslaught of his attacks? Why did it start to feel good? Like a feeling of pleasure and content. An itch that's finally been scratched.

When Tighnari finally forced his knot inside, you came.

This was your first time having this kind of experience, and it was exhausting. Not even the flower could keep you from passing out. It didn't matter to Tighnari, too drunk on how absolutely tight you became, the feeling of being smothered within your warm insides driving him crazy. He emptied his load into you soon after, sinking his teeth and claws into your flesh while he rode out his high. If this is how it felt to breed you, he really had to control the predatory urge to eat you.

His private quarters weren't too far. He mainly uses it when he's going through his ruts or when he absolutely can not be bothered. But it only means he can enjoy the feeling of keeping his knot inside without anyone walking in on the two of you. It crossed his mind before on whether someone would see you being bred out in the open by him, but after experiencing your sweet, delicious body, Tighnari was willing to take the risk. But you looked as though a wild animal got to you, so he would be in big trouble as it looked as though he fucked you while you were injured, but it was obvious that those were "love bites" by his design.

It's good he knows how to patch someone up. Such a cute bunny like you deserves to be kept. He can teach you how to be a good mate in his standard. What the different chirps he makes mean, how to tell his mood based on his body language, how to kiss him, his favourite position to take you in,

Ah, he's beginning to get hard again. You wouldn't mind taking in some more of his love while he bandages and licks your wounds clean, would you? Of course not. You're his beloved mate. Leaving him isn't a choice either, not when he can just make it so that you're too drugged to even walk properly. To have you crave him as much as he hungers for you. Just thinking about the future he has planned for the two of you is enough to bring him to the edge once more.

Tighnari thinks he can get used to this lifestyle.

You, on the other hand, can't even remember your life before meeting your mate.

Being so weak and unable to walk for long, he was attentive to all of your needs. It makes you feel useless to see him do things you're supposed to do, but he insists that he wants to do them. Reassuring you lovingly by nuzzling against you and whispering some words that you didn't understand. It's okay, though. The only words you need to know are the ones he teaches you. From calling him your "beloved mate" to breathily moaning out the filthiest things that will get him going.

Tighnari is always kind enough to give you "love marks" as well. Even if they hurt at first, they are meant to represent how much he loves you, as they remain on your body for long periods of time. And when they start to disappear, he leaves more, sometimes biting down to the point where you think he'll eat you alive. It's okay, some panicked squeaks and "Mm! H-Hurts..." Will snap him out of the trance. He always feels so guilty until he licks at the wound. The taste of your blood is so sweet to him. It's addicting.

The only way to get him to realize his precious little bunny is also his one and only mate is to try to intertwine your fingers with his own. Tighnari taught you that it's what mates do to tell each other that their love is true and will last forever.

"For, rever?" You curiously asked one day, looking up at him during another breeding session. He almost came then and there from how adorable you looked, but managed to stop himself and halt his movements. "Even after your eyes close for a long time." Was his response, but it was more of a reminder to himself to rein his instincts in when he gets too far. He's taught you to trust and love him unconditionally. Even if he were to eat you alive someday, you'd still look at him with hazy and unfocused eyes filled with love and adoration.

He's drugged you to rely on him and only him, to see him as your mate. Tighnari knows that if anyone were to see you two now, you'd be taken away from him, as people would see this entire relationship as toxic and inhumane. But without him, you'd probably be in the hands of some degenerate pervert who couldn't even experience sex with a fellow human. To him, though, you weren't something to be used, but something that provided nourishment to both his body and soul.

And if you were to be moved away from him, he'd be no better than other hybrids that developed an attachment to their masters. After all, no matter how many times Tighnari may use you as he pleases, and how incapacitated he's made you with drugs, you are the only thing that can bring Tighnari to his knees.

It contradicts the way he treats you, but he truly wishes to see you happy while in his care. Even if you're not in the proper state of mind to realize that all of this is wrong and against your nature. That you have to run away from this man and live in a completely different country just to feel safe. But when he considers gradually decreasing the amount of drugs he has you on, he fears that the heaven he made for the two of you will completely disappear. And he'll have to eat you so the two of you can truly be together forever.

Tighnari has a feeling that a close friend of his knows about the secret he's kept from the other forest rangers, but seeing your tuckered out form laying in your shared nest, he decides that his friend would've stopped him a long time ago if they felt that his actions were truly wrong. But he can't help but consider a life with just you. The Withering has stopped appearing, and Collei's disease has been cured. Would it be ok to live in seclusion and succumb to his animal instincts?

"Mate..." You're calling out for him even in your dreams. He thinks you know when he's lost in his thoughts, as your actions bring him back to the present. Tighnari always sleeps with your naked bodies pressed closed together, to the point where one could consider it an attempt to strangle them. But you're used to it. Your body can tell when he doesn't have a protective grip on you, and you get really pouty in the mornings. He thinks it's adorable and apologizes by emptying several loads of his love into your body.

As Tighnari presses himself closer, nuzzling and licking at your cheeks, he wonders if he can make a potion that'll make you start lactating. When he succeeds, he'll consider finding a way to make you give birth to a healthy litter. And if there really is no way to make you compatible with his seed, he'll just fuck you enough times so your tummy stays round and full of him.

He doesn't mind pretending you're pregnant with his pups

[silent-stories]

𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐎

Pairing: Eddie x GN!Reader

Summary: Waking up with Eddie.

Warnings: fluff

When you woke up you were curled up in the blankets, warm, next to Eddie.

For a moment you wondered why you weren't at your house, then you remembered that the night before you fell asleep on Eddie's bed.

You noticed that the first lights of the day were filtering through the window, illuminating his bedroom with different shades of red and orange, so it must have been early morning.

Resting at the foot of the bed was Eddie's guitar that he'd kept in his lap all night before, occasionally running his fingers over the strings until you playfully said you were jealous and took its place.

You felt Eddie, next to you, starting to move when you tried to get out of the bed.

"What's happening?" He asked with a husky and sleepy voice, raising his head slightly and rubbing one eye with his hand.

His hair was unkempt and his dark curls went in all directions.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked again.

"Because you're cute." You said. "But I gotta go. My mom must be wondering where I am. I didn't tell her I wasn't coming home yesterday."

You were about to get up and get out of bed but he wrapped his arm around your waist and you fell back on the mattress.

"Eddie, c'mon." You laughed.

"You're not going anywhere." He said as he pushed you against his body and your legs got entangled.

Instinctively, you rested your head on his chest, even though you knew you should have gotten out of bed. He slowly ran his warm hand up and down your back.

"Eddie." You said again.

"Stay, it's too early." He muttered as he left a kiss in your hair. "Please."

That "please" almost convinced you, he soundend just like a little kid.

"I'm so sorry Eds, but my mom needs to know that I'm still alive. I have to go." You said as his arm still held you against his body.

"What about me?" He answered moving a lock of hair that had fallen on your face and placing it behind your ear. "I need you too."

Eddie's morning version was absolutely one of your favorites.

"Eddie." You muttered as you left a short but tender kiss on his lips. "If you keep acting like that, I'll never leave this room."

"That was the idea." He chuckled as he slowly wrapped the blanket better around your shoulders.

You sighed, enjoying the feeling of Eddie's arms around your waist for a few seconds, listening to his heartbeat.

"I really should go." You murmured.

"Or you can call your mom and tell her you're spending all Sunday in bed with your amazing boyfriend." He replied, his hand still running up and down your back. "Specify only cuddling"

"Eddie..." You tried to convince him, even though the exact opposite was happening.

"Don't go," he whispered "please."

"I-" You tried to say, but he continued.

"I'll give you one of my t-shirts because they look better on you than on me and then we can order a pizza, listen to some music and I can read you The Hobbit. Or even better, I can teach you how to play D&D." He said.

It sounded nice, you had to admit it.

"What do you think about it, mh?" He asked, you could hear the hope in his voice.

You knew you should go, that your mom was probably worried and you also had to do your physics homework by Monday. But you just couldn't say no to Eddie.

"I think I'll stay." You muttered as a smile formed on Eddie's lips and he left a kiss on your forehead.

"Good." He said simply as a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

You wrapped your arms around his torso.

"Good." You whispered back, placing your head better on his chest that you were still using as a pillow.

[braxlrose]

things i imagine 2023 bf bill does

cw: oral (f! and m!recieving), fingering, etc

• if you've been together since the 2000s, he's so so so happy that you never judged him for how he looked and that even though his style changed you still stuck with him. he knows that's the bare minimum but he's experienced first hand how some people treat him because of how he looks and he loves that you're not like that

• obviously, yall still go shopping together like in the 2000s and it's tons of fun. he loves it when you two try on studded jackets together and when you pick out cute platform boots for him

• you two once had the greatest birthday sex in the history of birthday sex because you got him the "greatest platforms in the world!!". His words.

• and I mean it ^^, it went on for like 2 hours and by the time you guys were done you were ready to pass out. but he also had some other gifts to open 🤩

• his aftercare was literally amazing in the 2000s, but it's gotten even better with time. if it was super intense sex, he will not let go of you. even if you were subbing, with intense sex both doms and subs need aftercare.

• MATCHING HALLOWEEN COSTUMES 🗣🗣🗣 also you better hype of bill for whatever costume he does. like that year he did Ariel. If you didn't hype him up 😒 what are you even doing?

• going out and buying costumes with him for concerts

• he said in a tiktok live once that he does out to restaurants for every meal. breakfast, lunch and dinner. so you two do that basically everyday and you guys always order too much food and end up having left overs

• ‼️BAKING WITH HIM‼️

• you guys know how he loves his cheesecakes so you two make him all the time. and he teaches you how to bake some of his family recipes. but it always ends up with you guys a total mess because you were fooling around.

• also the mf is still a massive tease 💀 like bruh back off for two goddamn seconds

• like while you're kneeding dough he'd come up behind you and press his crotch into your ass and act like he was just grabbing a measuring cup. and the mf would just be smirking his ass off if your face got red

• tiktok lives all the time and you two bake together on those two. and sometimes tom comes in and helps you guys.

• cockwarming on tiktok lives 😍😍😍 (someone has gotta write that because oh em geeeeee I'm squirming and squeezing my thighs just thinking about it)

• he bites in bed. like when he's fingering you he'll bite your boob or literally any squishy part of you. and will get horny the next day if he sees you have bite marks on your body.

• he loves going to the beach with you. and you guys go with Tom and Heidi all the time too.

• now im very pale you guys. i hate tanning, I never want to be tan. It's just not for me, so if you're like that too bill will literally lather you in sonnencreme and bring an umbrella for you to stay under

• now if you're not like me and you like to tan then bill will buy you tanning oil and that mirror thing (I hope yall know what I'm talking about bc idk what its called)

• he gives you head scratches all the time because he always has long nails and it feels so good

• ON THAT NOTE, bill rarely fingers you because of his nails, but on the days he doesn't have any acrylic nails, he'll finger you like no tomorrow. but other than that he sticks to eating you out

• bakes you a cake all by himself for your birthday 🎂 he makes sure to get whatever flavor you like the best. strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, red velvet, whatever you want he'll do it. he decorates it himself and is very proud

• talks about you all the time in interviews and is smiling his ass off every time

• doing skincare together is a must!! you two have so much skin care stuff it's insane. serums, face masks (peel off, paper, clay, etc), lotions, moisturizers, oils, lip masks. literally everything.

• HE LOVES DOING YOUR MAKEUP and he gets so happy when you let him do it

• date nights with him are so much fun because you get to get all dressed up in a sexy outfit and go out to a fancy restaurant. plus the night usually ends in sex

• he loves it when you play with his rings on his fingers

• living room dance parties and karaoke happens all the time and you always end up on the floor laughing your asses off

• he buys Polaroid cameras and takes pictures of you guys all the time. at the mall shopping, on the beach, making sandcastles, you eating, baking together, him dicking you down with his cum all over your chest (who said that⁉️)

• showering together and doing hair masks

• loves pre and post concert head from you 😉

• binge watching TV shows together is something you two do a bunch. he gets all pouty if he found out you watched an episode without him.

• you guys manicures and pedicures all the time and you're always giggling and laughing with eachother the entire time

taglist: @hearts4kaulitz @burntb4bydoll @spelaelamela @bored0writer @fishinaband @billsleftnutt @tokiiohot @bluepoptartwithsprinkles @saumspam @5hyslv7

[aangelicest]

Thinking about Big!Bro Suguru who started off just smoking cigarettes to take the edge off after he'd ingest curses. But it wasn't enough. And he found himself indulging in weed just to calm himself down. And his little sister who's never touched a cigarette or drugs in her life, being pressured into trying.

Content Warnings: Inc♡st, Peer pressuring, Dr♡g usage, Dubc♡n? (They don't don't anything really but it does insinuate that he will go further & they are both high), Non-explicit, Suggestive, Little Sister! Reader, Pet names (baby, princess), Short Rambles, Can you tell I've never done a drug in my life? I don't know what I'm doing, I see plug!suguru content all the time and I can't get him smoking out of my head

MDNI + Anti's please block and move on♡

Big!Bro Suguru who speaks to you in his soft, soothing voice. "C'mon, it'll be fun, yeah? Let me teach you." He murmurs before he blows smoke from the blunt on his hand into your face gently. He gives a sly little smile followed by a low chuckle as you cough at the smoke. It's cute, the way your nose scrunches up at the smell

Big!Bro Suguru who watches as you hesitate, but don't look very willing to try. "C'mon, you know you can do it. I just wanna- I just wanna show you, just trust me and try."

Big!Bro Suguru who raises his hand, cupping your chin when you look at him, his fingers just lightly touching your smooth skin. He then blows the smoke in your face again, the sight of your eyes fluttering as you try to blink the smoke away was too cute.

Big!Bro Suguru who pulls you closer when you attempt to take the blunt but not knowing exactly how to hold it properly. "Open wide- yeah, that's it…" He murmurs, his voice low as he holds the blunt to your lips.

Big!Bro Suguru who brings his hand back up to your chin, turning your head gently in his grip, forcing you to look at him. His thumb lightly rubs over your lip to try and soothe you with his loving touch. "Do that again, baby, yeah? This time, don't pull away, alright? Just breathe- just breathe. That's it princess…" He coos.

Big!Bro Suguru who whispers praises in your ear after every hit. "There you go. Good girl, you're doing so good for me, such a good little baby." while he pulls you onto his lap.

Big!Bro Suguru who can't help but stare at his sweet, precious, perfect little sister… so vulnerable and so cute. He's never seen you this loopy or this out of her mind… and all it took was a little bit of weed. He just gently brought his hand up, tucking your hair just behind your ear, fingers trailing down your waist.

Big!Bro Suguru who can't help himself, watching as you grow more pliant in his lap, mind all fuzzy from your first time. "Hey… how about we do something to make you feel even better, yeah?" He'd murmur, his thumb pressing against your soft lips.

Big!Bro Suguru who uses the lightest amount of pressure to slip his thumb past your lips, pressing down on your tongue as he takes a hit, blowing it gently against your face with a low hum. Every soft whine that leaves your lips makes him feel bolder.

Big!Bro Suguru who keeps playing with your tongue as his other hand starts to slowly move under your shirt. Rubbing your hip, thumb sliding against your tongue more. "You're doing so good for me, baby. Just keep feeling good, I got you. I always have you."

Big!Bro Suguru whose eyes darken when he takes another hit, blowing it directly in your mouth as he leans in. "Does it feel good baby? Hm?" The way your eyes look so cute, all glossy and glazed over as you take another hit makes him grunt, unable to stop his hands from sliding down your hips and finding its way between your thighs.

Big!Bro Suguru who's glad your parents are out late tonight, because he has something better to replace his thumb with.

[followthebluebell]

what were q's issues? i tried to search your blog but tumblr is tumblr

Oh, that's because I never really went public with the extent of his problems. I didn't want to deal with the potential 'just euth him' comments, especially since I genuinely don't think a compassionate euthanasia would have been wrong.

Anyway, his butthole didn't work.

That's the short version.

I'm gonna put a more full history under the cut because it's really gross. Like fair warning. There's a lot of discussion of this cat's butthole, poop, and health issues. If you just want to keep imagining him as a cute little fluffball, maybe go look at his pictures instead.

Specifically, his anal sphincter didn't seem to function. His anus was just open and loose. Whatever was wrong with him ALSO seemed to affect his scrotum. Cats tend to hold their testicles pretty high and tight but his were super loose. I'm genuinely not sure if there's an actual connection there, but it was weird enough that it made its way into my notes about him.

He also had loose stools so he was just kinda constantly dribbling all over himself, whoever was holding him, his bedding, the floor--- you get the idea. He required frequent baths: he'd get a bath at the start of my shift and at the end, at the very least. Most nights had an evening bath as well. That way, he could at least stay somewhat free of excrement. This was terrible for his skin, of course; that's an excessive number of baths. It was just one of those damned if you do, damned if you don't situations. Considering the alternative was letting him sit in his own waste, we decided that baths were better.

He also wasn't gaining any weight. He wasn't taking in ANY nutrition from his food at all. Whatever went into him seemed to come right back out within a few hours. He was being tube fed for two weeks; he didn't seem capable of eating without grinding his teeth terribly. I genuinely wasn't sure how much sensation he even HAD in his anus until I caught him on camera squatting in a box.

That gave me hope more than anything else did. It at least told me he had nerve endings back there. It was just the sphincter or maybe the last inch or so of his intestine that seemed defective. Since he was such a sweet kitten otherwise, we decided to give him a chance to grow. The plan was to get him to UC Davis or a similar teaching hospital in the hope that they could extend his good intestine and sort of construct an artificial sphincter.

And then he just got over it. I picked him up to give him his morning bath and his butthole was just SLIGHTLY puckered. Over the next few days, I took a series of the grossest pictures in my fucking life and confirmed that his sphincter was sphincting. He started eating voraciously on his own. He started growing. He also stopped tooth grinding-- again, I don't know if this is significant, but it's another thing that made it into my notes.

I have no idea what happened, but I'm glad he's healthy. He just needed time to grow into his butthole or something.

[kissohee]

hiii, hope you get back into the groove again 🥹 but i was gonna request maybe what riize and reader do together on their days off? (sfw ofc)

this is so cute yes yes omg..

shotaro ☆ he'd enjoy teaching u little dances. bonus points if ur not a good dancer, because then u both get to laugh if u fail. nonetheless, hed tell u that u did amazing even if u both know u did not. eunseok ☆ i honestly think hes one of those that would just like to stay home with u and spend time there rather than go out and actually do something. like as long as ur next to him, and ur both watching something or just spending any time together, he thinks the day was spent well. sungchan ☆ hed spend the day over at your place. hes more casual about spending days off with u because hed rather help u out with chores or things u need to get done so that ur workload is less than anything else. hed end the day off with ordering whatever takeout u want. wonbin ☆ another one whod just like to stay home on his days off. to him, theres nothing better than relaxing with his favorite person on earth next to him. you two would be attached by the hip the entire day, and hed pout when u have to go. seunghan ☆ hed surprise u by taking u out to a restaurant he knows u love. because of his job, date nights are very rare and he believes u deserve all the date nights in the entire world. hed even get u one of those singular roses and spend the entire night just cheesing because he doesnt know how he got so lucky. sohee ☆ he loves doing something fun on his days off so when u agree to go with him wherever, his day gets 1100x better. most of the time its either a day at the amusement park or a day at the arcade. either way, u love seeing him with a smile on his face so ur also equally as happy. anton ☆ anton loves taking pics of u, so hed want to take u to pretty places on ur days off so that he has even more of a reason to take photos of u. the location would also depend on what ur interested in, so like if u like art, he'd probably take u to a museum.

[fabricated-misslieness]

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: lo'ak x male reader

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: It seems no one gets to know anything about Lo'ak—no one except you.

ʀᴇ𝐐: no ~ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1563 ~ established relationship

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: swearing, injuries and blood - little suggestive

ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: i will tell y'all i like neteyam better but i wanted to write this one first

☾⋆��⋆☽

"Lo'ak, what happened to you?"

Said Na'vi winces, not at his background pain, but at the disappointment in your tone. To think he'd come to you specifically too, because he knew you wouldn't judge him... or at least, not as hard as anyone else. He wasn't entirely wrong. "I..."

He only pauses for a little while, just to think, but you find the silence too long. "You what?"

"I was riding on my ikran, like always."

"Uh-huh?"

Lo'ak closes his eyes, awaiting the barrage of scolding that will surely follow his words, "I was doing circles."

The reckless action, simply named "circles", had become something the two of you were used to talking about. It entailed riding your ikran in, well, circles, but it was a bit more complicated than that. They weren't horizontal, level circles per say; they were fully vertical. For many moments, he'd fly upside down, leaving him to clutch onto his ikran for dear life (the sort of thing that gave him a thrill) as it was the only thing keeping him from falling.

Instead of teaching him another lesson he won't listen to, or slapping him upside the head, you give him one single word, his name. "Lo'ak." The way it is said displays shockwaves of disappointment, but nothing more follows. "Sit down."

Lo'ak behaves obediently, regardless of his lingering anticipation. He still, however, has the guts to ask. "What, is that it?"

"Do you want me to say anything else?"

Your viper-like, sharp response shuts his questions up quickly. "No."

You laugh at it, though, at how easily you can shut him down. The sound interests him, makes his eyes follow you curiously. "I suppose you came here so I could patch you up?"

Shame burns in his cheeks, knowing that he's disobeyed your previous pleads for him to be more careful yet he still seeks your help. "Yeah."

"You know I'm not as good at this as, say, your sister."

"I know, but she can't know." He says adamantly with a gesture of the hands.

"Why's that?"

"Well, I–" His eyes continue to watch each of your moves intently, even as you turn your back to him in order to collect some things that may help. As such, he sees you cease in your actions when you don't hear his response. He moves to fill in the gap of silence afterward, "Dad would know. She'd tell him." And she's much rougher on him than you would ever be.

"And he can't know?"

"Of course not."

You catch his eyes once you make your way back to him. They don't back down, anyway, even when you challenge them with your own. He holds your gaze, watches your face retain its passive look. He can only imagine how his own looks right now. Probably stupid.

He's forced to stop looking at you when you move behind him to work on his back injuries. Even so, he tries dumbly to catch a glimpse of you. It's cute.

He stops, however, when you slap his shoulder lightly. It forces him to straighten up and look ahead stiffly.

The tips of your fingers, which feel ghostly against his skin, apply healing salve onto his back. The solution stings a little, its pain a reminder that this comes after he injures himself, that pain doesn't stop after all the wounds are made. But your gentle touch helps soothe him, in a way, helps him forget.

He doesn't notice, but he leans into your touch. You chuckle at it.

"What?" He turns towards you curiously.

"Nothing, Lo'ak." You slap his shoulder again and he straightens up.

"I mean, it's got to be something." He mumbles with the roll of his eye, not that you could see it.

Lo'ak barely registers the sound of you shuffling forward even closer until you press a kiss under his ear. He tilts his head in your direction, hoping for another. "I wouldn't lie to you."

You wouldn't lie to him. "About that..."

You can already hear the shame in his tone, and concern raises in yours. "About that...?"

Lo'ak turns towards you entirely, showing you his wrist. He unties his necklace from it. Its beads, slick with blood, nearly slide off his fingers.

"Lo'ak..." He bites his lip and averts his gaze. "How are you supposed to hide this from your dad?"

The necklace had been hiding a particularly ugly gash on his wrist. It looked really painful. You're not sure how Lo'ak even managed to cope with it.

You hadn't asked for explanation, but Lo'ak provides one anyway. It helps keep his mind off the pain. "I fell off. My ikran tried to catch me, and well, this is the result. I don't blame it. Just please," He groans, turning to meet your eyes again. "help me hide it."

"Lo'ak, I don't have two-hour healing shit."

Shit. Shit? His eyebrows furrow, and the revelation that comes to him helps distract him from his impending dad-ly doom. "Who taught you shit?"

His confusion spreads to you and you mirror his expression, "What do you mean?"

You don't let it deter you, though, as you stand up to gather more healing supplies, as well as plants stronger than the ones used to heal the chafe wound on his back.

Lo'ak just then realizes that what he said probably does not make any sense, like, whatsoever. "The word "shit"."

"Oh, well," You chuckle, "you did."

"Fu–" He cuts himself off before you can learn that too. "I mean–Dad can't know about this."

"Oh, is that another thing he can't know?" You ask playfully.

"Yes." He replies without a thought. If he had thought about it, he would've realized that you were just joking with him. It only serves for more amusement on your part. "If he knows, he's going to kill me."

You turn back to him, solution in hand. "Worse than knowing you've been doing circles again?"

"Yes." He only thinks about it after he's said it. "I mean, well, maybe! Probably. He doesn't like the idea of giving us more swear words."

"Well, we have Spider to blame for that." You settle down next to him again, grabbing his arm carefully and preparing to apply the new salve.

"Wha–?" He's interrupted by his own groan as you squeeze his cut skin as close as possible. He almost curses again but abates the urge when he sees you mouth an apology, Sorry, should've warned you. He shakes his head and continues on. "How do you know that?"

"I figured your dad was never going to teach you any of those words and Spider spends much more of his time around human language."

You were right, and now that he thought about it, so was your reasoning. "Mom cannot know about that."

"Tewti!" You snicker, "Your parents can't know anything about you."

"Oh, come on," He groans dramatically. "my mom already hates Spider. What do you think? Dad doesn't like the idea of us cursing, and mom detests it! If she finds out, she's gonna gut him!"

So maybe he was exaggerating a little but seriously, something was going to happen for sure and Lo'ak wasn't taking any chances.

The small banter allows him to be distracted, which helps him to ignore the even harsher sting that comes with the application of a stronger salve. He thinks that, perhaps, it was part of your plan. "Besides, it's better if others don't know some things about me."

"Oh really?" You question, leaning forward interestedly. Heat begins to rise up his cheeks.

Lo'ak knows that what he's about to say is so smooth that he would absolutely fall for whoever said it to him. "Well, all except you."

Though he knows it, he's not quite prepared for the outcome. One of your legs stretches in front of him, causing his knee to meet your inner thigh. Your other leg, behind him, keeps you stable on the log, pressing slightly against his side. He was hardly coping with you simply leaning a little closer to him, but now your touch is driving him nuts.

"That's sweet of you."

The proximity leaves him dumbfounded; and like the gravitation between planets and moons Lo'ak does not care for, he leans forward mindlessly to catch your lips.

He had hoped that those words would make you fall in love with him even more. In that, he was successful. What he failed at was keeping himself calm in order to look smooth—but he knew either way that you would always think of him as that totally not cool (in behavior) pretty boy.

When you part, he keeps leaning forward, chasing after your lips, and it is so embarrassing that he makes up an excuse to go immediately. "I think I should head back to the village."

He finds himself watching you intently once again, particularly at the way your lips move. "With the very clear healing salve on your aching injuries?"

"Oh." He gulps, seeing your tongue dart out to wet your lips. "You're right."

[archoniluthradanar]

The Volturi masters as babysitters

What kind of babysitters would they make, while watching the child of a guard and his human mate?

Caius -- Perhaps the cruelest of the three masters, he will look at the child as potential food, despite the fact its adopted father is a vampire and one of their own guards. But while gently testing the chubby arms and legs of the infant with his cool fingertips, the ensuing laughter coming from it touches Caius' heart and he freezes. The sounds coming from the baby are like rare music to the vampire, and Caius will tickle it to make it laugh more. He soon begins to coo, before realizing Aro and Marcus are staring at him, then he will cough to clear his throat. "I believe the child needs a change." He sees Aro and Marcus each raise a brow, and says, "I mean its diaper."

The vampire warrior decides he will be the one to teach the baby how to fight, the sooner the better.

Marcus -- The most melancholy of the masters lost any chance of having a family when he became a vampire. Then he lost his heart's love when his mate Didyme was killed, so unlike the guard, was not able to even adopt a child and raise it as his own. "I will take it, brother. You wouldn't know the first thing," Marcus said flatly.

Setting the baby on a towel on his bed, Marcus removes the soiled diaper and replaces it with a clean one, as if he'd been doing it all his long life. He changed the infant's shirt with one that had a cartoon wolf baby on the chest. "We won't show this to Uncle Caius, will we?" Of course, Marcus would dare Caius to say anything. HE thought the shirt was cute. He holds the baby and bounces it on his knee, while singing an old Greek lullaby.

Aro -- Being a smart, overly educated man with centuries of experience under his belt, Aro will be thinking about the baby's future at the best higher-level school possible, the University of Bologna. Despite it not being his child, Aro never considers that its parents won't agree. Better it be educated before its change. He begins to relate historical trivia, seeing the child's smile as it gazes up at him as proof it agrees with Aro. "You know I'm right, don't you. Of course you do. See, smart already."

***********

Since the masters have done well with their first babysitting assignment, the guard and his mate agree to let them babysit anytime they want.

Caius gives it a small wooden sword, and regales it with stories about the glory of past battles.

Marcus shows the infant volumes of old paintings, while humming both Greek and Italian lullabys.

Aro, in all seriousness, shows the child the latest curriculum brochure from the U of B, explaining the class suggestions may change before it comes of age.

The guard and his mate stand behind a marble pillar, watching and smiling at their baby with its godfathers.

"Did you know?" the mother asks her vampire mate.

"Not a clue," the guard replies.

[historicalvandal]

Yes!! Oh, and I bet the other apes get involved too because of Ceaser. The females, Tinker and even Cornelia, give hints of what the best fruit is, how to fix kobas spear, and make a comfy nest.

Rocket is the one that taught the human how to hunt and fish because the human asked and when Rocket questioned why and has to double take when the human said she wants to do something nice for koba and show that shes good and strong. Not know to Rocket the human is practically saying they want to prove they would be a good mate.

Maurice would show the human how to sigh to better communicate to koba and give her fatherly advice.

Ceaser gets to deal with both the human obliviousness and kobas over analyzing, because he's way too smart not to, especially when it comes to the human he's "keeping an eye on just in case". He's so sick of them both but its for the better of the colony.

Koba shows trust by letting the human stand by his blind spot.

There's a secret betting pool about koba and the human on who breaks first, lol

-💚 anon

I feel as if Cornelia would totally try and teach the oblivious human how to care for children, subtle hints yk being dropped about how good a mother Reader could become (if it was possibly that Koba and the human reader could have a child???) Cornelia isn't TOO obvious though, she's just very sly how she goes about dropping hints about Koba being a good match for the reader haha- For Rocket, that could be both good and bad, further into Koba having these conflicting feelings he may see Rocket as a threat, he just unknowingly is jealous (Koba and Reader oblivious solidarity lmaooo) but Rocket would be helpful in Readers endeavours in learning to hunt, I can see him as a great father figure to Reader as he's the one teaching her mostly a lot of ape customs, besides Caesar helping a lot and Maurice too! With Maurice, he's also a great contender for a father figure himself, he'd be happy to teach Reader how to sign, making sly little digs in sign about 'You must really like Koba' he's revelling in it too, he'd probably find it quite funny making sly remarks about the obvious feelings between Koba and Reader, more then happy to teach Reader sign so she can communicate with Koba without it always needing to be spoken words between them! Caesar himself would make his own sly remarks to both Koba and Reader, they're both so painfully oblivious and that knocks him kinda crazy, because Koba comes to him to 'complain' about Reader and Reader comes to Caesar to talk about Koba and his refusal to accept her silly little gifts, and he gives Reader ideas on what to gift to Koba too- Caesar is kinda sick of their obvious feelings and he's the first one to bet that Reader will be the one to tell Koba how she feels about him haha- and that show of trust between them, I like to think the Reader would have her moments of thinking back on her life before the colony, awake at night, and the first time she's comforted by Koba is that he slowly holds her hand, because he's seen how she reacts and how comforted she seems to be when Caesar has gently held her hand in effort to comfort her, he's slowly learning what can comfort her, and slowly becomes the one who holds her at night when she has nightmares about losing him, he's taken to liking hugs as well, not one for PDA but when they are alone, hes unknowingly making a move by holding her, pressing their foreheads together, holding onto her hands. They're just so gosh darn cute! <333

[ijbolz]

NSFW MDNI !

a little something about theo

. . . sucking him off one night when he felt a little too hot and bothered, needing some release. so he asks his sweet little s/o who's always eager to please him, and you do of course. after spilling your heart out before to your boyfriend about how he's your first with everything and all, feeling small about your inexperience about this kinda stuff. he's quick to reassure you with a soft kiss to your forehead, all you have to do is follow every word he says.

you trust him anyway, he's always got you in this relationship, like a shoulder you could fall back on. and yet you're completely oblivious to the fact that taeyang gets such a kick from how you're so cutely unaware about the things stirring in his mind. you don't have to be the best at sucking him off the first time 'round, just gotta be listening to him and only do it if you really really really... wanna.

"we just have to practice a lot so you'll get better at it," his voice is smooth, the words getting your mind to turn to places you'd never thought you would think of far too much that you wanted to. curse taeyang for being the trigger to your obscene thoughts... and yet it felt too good to drown within the spiral he's caught you in.

so everytime the both of you are up to some fun, he makes sure you learn something new, this time he wants to teach his adorable little s/o how to take him even further than they usually would.

and he'd watch as you gag around his heavy cock on your tongue, threading his fingers through your hair as he tries to hide how mean he really is. never a word escaping his lips about fucking his length back into your mouth intentionally. well, at least he'd internally argue with himself that he'd done it a little bit gentler than usual, 'cause he knows you're still learning. but it just so happens he did it the same time you'd try taking him back into your mouth too, making the tip hit the back of your throat.

it catches you off guard of course, pulling away with glossy eyes and tears welling up at the corners. taeyang doesn't know if he's moaning because of how good it felt, or because of how he thinks you're so adorable locking your gaze with him. your lips messy with your spit all sticky. blinking away as you're so flustered trying to apologize profusely, your fingers a tight grip on the hem of his sweatpants barely pulled past his thighs. he almost wants to coo at you to calm down, and he swears your knuckles would almost turn white from the way your holding onto the fabric. yet, he could only muster a soft laugh.

he's obsessed at the sight of you panting to catch your breath, hair disheveled, and a lone string of spit connecting your lips to his throbbing cock. oh, and you better get back to work once you'd regain your composure, its... just a first of many, as he says.

[httpserb]

okay so while i work on chapter 2 (I'm so sorry its late I'm a highschool senior with 4 ap classes, 2 gifted classes, and insomnia. I'm trying my best i swear) I'm going to give out some content and stuff like things to expect in the fic

this is friendships/relationships that will kage will experience with small explanations :D (these are out of order)

lev & kage - ok so I plan on having miwa and alisa get together so i find it funny if they were awkward but lev immediately attaches to kage and they're like brothers

akaashi & kage & kenma - ok so they're all introverted and i know kenma and akaashi are cool but like i can see akaashi realize kage is mean or angry just really awkward and weird at times so he recommends him to join his and kenma's game nights and one Minecraft world later they're all attached at the hip

atsumu & osamu & kage - originally i think atsu and kage have a rivalry and mutual respect for each other until atsu realizes samu and kage are good friends (bc kage is always eating samu's curry rice balls, he has become samu unofficial food tester lol) and atsu is obvi trying to be the better twin so they end up getting closer at setters like a more equal standing unlike oikawa & kage or suag & kage who were mentors (in a way looking at you sideways oikawa bc your teaching methods were ... interesting [don't misintterupt this i love oikawa])

ushijima & kage - ok so they're both autistic, you'd have to rip that headcannon out my dead cold hands, and i can see ushijima watching kage and realizing 'oh he is like me' and they just connect like bluetooth

kyotani & kage - i actually love them bc they're both similar to me (i also find oikawa and kyotani's relationship interesting as he is in personality and raw talent and skill similar to kage and ik oikawa felt threatened cb kage was a setter but him moving along with you after the kitagawa incident is very interesting tbh) anyways i imagine they'd accidently connect like at the same gym and bond by shitting on oikawa (i imagine he'd want to hit some of kage's kingly tosses too)

yachi & kage - wlw & mlm solidarity, i love them sm, yachi realizing after seeing kage awkwardly attempt to pet a cat that he is really cute but in a sibling or little kid way so she can no longer find him scary but gets protective and explains social situations for him when he doesn't understand

coach ukai & kage - i imagine while coach takeda was hinata's coach, coach ukai was kage's bc he was blunt in a way kage understood and no extra words for needed, plus i like to think they were both very honest which each other so if ukai said kage was messing up he'd be upset but believe him and take a break

kage & tsuki - so i stand by the fact kage is smart but in odd strangely specific ways like physics but not general science and math and tsuki finds out and loses his shit bc kage is lowkey better than him but doesn't do anything with this, this kinda begins their actual friendship tho bc kage gets to talk about physics (esp astrophysic his favorite bc his dad's job [a personal headcannon])

kogane & kage - kogane worshipping the ground kage walks on bc he is such a good setter and kage trying to help teach kogane but he isn't good with words but despite this kogane understands him somehow!?

kuroo & kage - i think kuroo would recognize kage as someone similar to kenma but not only that but as hinata's best friend and as kenma's best friend who is friends with hinata he'd do some mental math to become kage's friend. plus i think he'd (like tsuki) recognize kage is dumb, but smart in different ways and try to draw it out of him (he also finds it funny to adopt/befriend all the karasuno first years [he has plans for yachi & yama])

tendou & kage - took one look and thought him and ushijima are of the same breed so he could befriend him (probably) but other than that i think tendou being seen as scary or freakish, even being referred to as a monster could relate to kage and his king od the court incident so maybe they'd bond through that

ok that is all i can think of rn and if a friendship isn't on here it's because it probably something I'm already going to do. this list was mostly headcannon or me taking a small relationship, blowing it up, then putting it under a microscope for personal enjoyment

(here is some food: @youwerethedefeated @infinitemilk @ushouldwatchhaikyuu @kagehiner @cosmorom @greynoceur @pixiesnooze @kagehiner )

[icycoldninja]

Heyo! Thought I'd send In a silly one for the dmc men

Basically just having a reader who loves doing vocaloid dances (maybe k pop dances too but I feel like vocaloid is a different type of intensity)

And snice this is dmc it'd be fun if they're a hunter who mixes the dance moves into their fighting style

Gn reader is cool but it'd be neat if it was a masc reader snice you tend to get a lot of fem requests, you know, variety (and maybe plays on the dances being seen as primarily girly)

Love your stuff! Have fun!

Thanks! Hope you enioy!

Sparda boys + V x Vocaloid-loving!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-So, you like changing your voice with software and/or listening to bouncy, upbeat songs made with said software? Great, so does he.

-It's a little known secret that Dante likes upbeat music with unnatural singing in addition to metal.

-He'll give you recommendations and will gladly accept any suggestions should you have some.

-He managed to get his hands on some vocaloid software with his boomer brain and spent a whole day making auto tuned noise with you.

-Thinks the dances you do are pretty cool, even if they're more "girl coded" than anything else.

-Guess what? He's started doing them too, and believe it or not, he might actually be doing them better than you.

■ Vergil ■

-Being the extremely motivated person that he is, Vergil scoffed at vocaloid and its somewhat annoying, perky beats.

-He first thought of the music as screechy, fake, and irritating, undeserving of his attention.

-Or so he said, for you see, after about a week of you forcing the bubbly, upbeat stuff into his ears, he started to enjoy it.

-Though he'd sooner die than let anyone else know this, he's added a great deal of vocaloid songs to his playlist, alongside Bury The Light, of course.

-He doesn't like watching you do your goofy dances because they're cringe, and they activate his innate desire to destroy all cringiness, which he must now suppress because he doesn't want to hurt you.

-Tried doing one of your dances in private and didn't like how it felt, or how it looked, so he stopped and vowed never to do it again.

□ Nero □

-Nero thought vocaloid was alright. It wasn't his favorite style of music, but it wasn't his least favorite either.

-Nero prefers edgier, borderline emo songs as opposed to this high-pitched squealing, so you'll have to understand.

-Another reason why he might not be so fond of the stuff is because he can't understand most of what the singers are saying, thanks to the language barrier, which, for some reason, bothers him.

-Won't stop you from enjoying it, though; to each their own.

-Thinks the dances you do are so ridiculous and exaggerated, so he teases you (lightheartedly, of course) about them nearly every chance he gets.

-Won't let anyone else do that, though. Nero and Nero alone is allowed to make fun of your dancing, not a single other soul.

● V ●

-V has little to no musical knowledge aside from Classical, so he was very interested in this all-new concept that he was discovering.

-Like a teenager falling into their first nightcore phase, (believe me, I've been there) V became obsessed with vocaloid.

-He listens to every song and playlist of songs he can find, getting really excited whenever you recommend something to him.

-You two gush about your favorite songs, singers, etc. nearly all the time.

-Thinks the dances you do are pretty cute (V is the definition of a simp) and wants to learn how to do them too.

-If you decide to teach him, you'll discover V would make a far better kpop idol than an old-timey poetry nerd.