#thanks for the ask wiff!!!

[hypewinter]

Hal bent down as the little girl approached him. Even then, he still managed to tower over her with how small she was.

"Hey there little lady," he said. "Anything I can help you with this fine evening?"

The little girl looked at him anxiously, fiddling with her hands. Ok so not a nervous fan. Hal immediately switched to serious mode, scanning the crowd for anyone who could be her parents. He didn't see anyone running up to the two of them or even so much as keeping a watchful eye from a distance.

"Is something the matter?" Hal questioned, making sure to keep his voice even and calm.

The girl continued fidgeting, her big blue eyes scanning from side to side. Finally she spoke. "You wiff da space po-eece yes? Not da am-ear-ree-ca one?"

Hal smiled at the girl. "Yes, I'm with the space police." Honestly that was oversimplifying the Corps a little but he had long since gotten to citizens calling him a space cop.

The girl offered up a small nervous smile of her own. "So you won't tell da gov-ment what I tell you wight?"

Hal was on high alert now. Just what was this little girl trying to tell him? "I won't tell. I promise," he said after a second.

The girl broke into a big smile at this. "Really? Dis way den." She started tugging Hal along and he began to follow.

"Where exactly are we going?" he asked.

"You see," was all she replied.

Hal was led down a couple different alleyways and was beginning to think he was walking into a trap when they reached an abandoned building. The girl dashed in and up the old rusted stairs, with Hal following closely behind her.

If this really is a trap, I'll never hear the end of it from Batman, he thought morbidly as he cleared the last step. Instead of finding himself facing an ambush however, he saw a boy curled up on an old mattress. The girl was already by his side as Hal approached.

"Don wowee Danny, I got help. Like I said I would," he caught the little girl whispering as he knelt down next to the boy. He had to have been older than the girl. Three years older maybe? Yet he was still so small. Hal took sight of his condition. He was in pain. That much was certain by his little face scrunched up in agony and his quiet moans. He was also sweating profusely. His raven black hair sticking to his forehead. Fever maybe?

Hal continued his observations as he scanned down the boy's body until he got to his stomach. The boy was clutching it and Hal could make out blood bleeding through from underneath. Oh no.

He quickly yet carefully removed the boy's arm to get a better look at the wound. The kid let out a groan as his arm was peeled away. Hal couldn't help but thank Oa for all his training that helped prevent him from letting out a gasp.

The boy's chest was covered in blood. Dark red mixed with flecks of green soaked through his shirt and there were bandages that had been amateurishly tied around the wound.

"How did this happen?" Hal asked, turning back to the girl. He did his best to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

Her smile was gone now, and her eyes welled up with tears. "He pwotected me," she said. "Dey wanted to huwrt us. Dey shot at us. Danny pwotected me."

Anger boiled within Hal. Who would shoot at these children? They were only little kids. If what the girl had said earlier was anything to go off of, the answer had something to do with the government. He would have to take care of that later though. For now, this boy needed medical attention.

"Let's get Danny to a hospital," Hal said resolutely, as he got up.

"No!" the little girl screeched. "No has-pee-tail. Too dan-er-us!"

"But he needs-" Hal started but then he met the girl's eyes. There was abject fear in them. As if going to the hospital would be a death sentence for both children. Where else were they supposed to go though? The boy- Danny needed medical attention stat. That much was certain.

Hal paused. There was one place. He sighed. Batman was going to kill him for this.

"Okay okay. No hospital. But what about space?"

"Space?" the girl repeated.

Hal nodded.

The little girl smiled. "Danny lobes space!"

"Well then. That's perfect."

Hal constructed a new bed for the boy, carefully easing him onto it before putting a protective dome around both children. The little girl giggled as he lifted them up. He then turned to the wall where he created a giant hammer to knock it down. Then they were off. Flying higher and higher, towards the atmosphere. As the Watchtower got closer in sight, Hal couldn't help but groan. Taking civilians to the Watchtower? Oh yeah, Batman was definitely going to kill him.

[slytherinboysvip]

You know better. T.N

Tw: Sub/Dom, unprotected, pain kink (kinda), probably more idk it’s late sry

You were at a celebratory Slytherin party, the quidditch team had just won a game against Gryffindor and everyone was as thrilled. Everyone drinking and partaking in the victory- everyone except for your boyfriend, Theodore Nott. He was actually really excited for the party, until he saw you outfit that is.

The way you danced, swinging your hips as if no one was watching. Though, someone was watching, he was. Any previous excitement leaving the second his jaw clenched. He made his way towards the drink table, downing a few shots before walking up to you. You jumped at the sudden hands around your waist, going to push the person off before getting a wiff of his oh so familiar scent. “Amore, what the fuck do you think you’re wearing?” His voice low and rough, hot breath against your ear sending shivers through your body. You turn around, looking up into his eyes “A dress, obviously” you smiled up at him teasingly. “You know how I feel about showing off what’s mine” As the last word left his lips you felt a tight squeeze on your ass, small whimper leaving you lips. “Act like a brat all you want, you’re already ruined for wearing this shit without asking.” Though you should be annoyed, your core ached. You wanted to push his buttons more- and so you did. “Okay then, if you say so” You winked, walking away towards Enzo.

“I need you to help me out just like flirt with me or something” you quickly said approaching him. “No thanks, I’m not getting killed for you” he rolled his eyes returning to his drink. “Fine then” instead of walking off you fake laughed, hand landing on Enzo’s shoulder. You knew that was all he needed, and you were right. Almost as if it was on queue Theo’s hand was wrapped tightly around your wrist, pulling you with him.

Before you knew it your body was pushed against his door, hand landing on your neck squeezing harshly. “You always think you can get away with everything, you’re going to learn today principessa” His lips found their way to yours, immediately taking control. His free hand sliding up and down your thighs, slapping your ass occasionally- “Such a dirty girl, using my own friends to make me jealous” He began to rip your dress off, tearing it in the process. “That should’ve never left this room, thank me for ruining it.” You face flushed, though you were sad about the dress this turned you on so much, “Thank you..” you thought for a moment “sir.” Might as well go all in. His reaction towards the name was nearly animalistic, grabbing you by your waist and harshly throwing you onto the bed. “You have no clue what you do to me, drive me fucking crazy”

His face found its way between your thighs, slowly kissing their way up towards your heat. Your underwear was pooling more and more, wet spot growing more noticeable by the second. Just as his lips were to meet your aching core he simply skipped over it, kisses landing onto the opposite thigh- you felt his smirk against your skin as you lightly whimpered at the lack of contact. Your hips began to involuntarily buck forward, earning a slap on your inner thigh. “Tell me how much you want it” His fingers tracing up your boobs, slowly circling over your hard nipples.

“Please Sir, I want it so bad, I need you so bad please, anything” Your words coming out softly “Good girl.” Two fingers plunged into you, starting at a dangerously fast speed causing immediate pleasure. Moans began to escape your mouth “I knew you’d fucking love this, my dirty girl.” Just as you were going to respond you felt his tongue swipe over your clit, softly sucking, “So fucking delicious” His speed of eating you quickening, your moans echoing in the room. You didn’t care if anyone could hear you.

“All of this and you haven’t even had my cock yet” He chuckled, removing his fingers and standing up. “Turn over, ass up for me.” He demanded as he began to remove his pants. You immediately did as he said, wanting his dick as quick as possible. Without warning he slammed into you, a screaming moan leaving you a mix of pleasure and pain that you loved. That you craved. His pace was hard and fast, perfectly hitting your g-spot.

“so fucking tight.” He moaned out, voice sounding deep and husky. You couldn’t think straight, his harsh pace driving you crazy. “whose fucking body is this, hm?” Harsh slap landing on your ass, whimper leaving your mouth. “YOURS S-SIR” you choked out between moans. Gripping your hair from the back he yanked you towards him, your back arching towards his chest.

He was hitting an entirely new area now, your pleasure increasing more than you thought possible. “You like this don’t you bitch?” another slap landing across your chest, the way it stung your sensitive nipples made your core tighten. You were too lost in ecstasy to realize you didn’t respond- harsher slap landing on your already aching chest. “Did I not ask you a fucking question?.” The slap sent you over the edge, you felt your orgasm flowing over you “YES FUCK! I FUCKING LOVE IT” Your moans sounding more like screaming sobs of pleasure.

His thrusts became sloppier as your walls clenched around him. “I’m cumming fuck fuck” He slammed into you a few more times, moaning a string of italian curse words before pulling out and collapsing beside you.

“You took that so well Amore mio” He kissed your cheek pulling you close to him.

[the-demonus-aunt]

What if the brothers found a Vibrator in your room (how would they react)

Hehe. Yes, thank you. Apologies for the delay, I hope you're still thirsting for this 🌚

CN nsft. sex toys. reader has a vagina. rough sex.

Belphie

He'll tease you with such a straight face, it will take you a while to even realise what's going on

He's merciless about it. It's his way of trying to provoke you enough that you will take the first step

Frankly, it might end in tears, which shocks him, which ends in hugs

On the other hand, if you have a humiliation kink? Best night of your life.

He's gonna overstimulate you until you use the safe word, holding that wand against your clit like his life is depending on it

How practical that he can use his other hand to tease your nipples

How delicious that he can kiss you like this and feel your desperate moans on his lips

"I didn't know you were such a needy little slut. Will you be a needy little slut for me?"

Beel

No, listen, it's right next to him and he doesn't notice

You gave him cookies, are you really expecting him to take in his surroundings?

If he finds it, it's because you wanted him to

You left it there, right next to the space he usually sits in, still dripping with your juices, because you knew he would smell it

And you knew it would be the one thing that smells more delicious to him than his food

Oh, he gets one wiff of it and you're already flipped onto your back, as he claws on your pants

It takes some nudging for him to actually use the toy on you. Why would he, if he can just taste you like this?

But when he realises how wet it gets you - how there's even more for him to taste - you have a long night ahead of you

Don't forget he's the Avatar of Gluttony. I hope you prepared for this when you sat the toy down near his cookies.

"How are you so delicious? I can't take it anymore. I- aaaah."

Asmodeus

He immediately asks you about it - he knows the model, do you love it as much as he does?

Btw, he figured out how to make it feel even better - do you want him to show you?

He's surprisingly gentle, kissing his way down your legs, as he pulls down your pants

Orders you to tease your own nipples with it while he prepares you

Asmo takes out an aphrodisiac cream and slowly spreads it right over your clit

He hasn't really touched you before, so your hips jolt up as heat shoots through your body

He teases you for hours before he goes all in

When you cum, he cums. He hasn't touched himself. You screaming his name is all it takes.

"Oh gorgeous, I'll make you feel so good, you'll see. How does that feel? Good? Yeah, I know, darling."

Satan

At first, he pretends he doesn't notice

Unfortunately his gaze keeps coming back to it

Is there...is there still cum on it?

Well, now there's precum in his pants

He palms himself until you notice and blush

Then he can't take it anymore. He throws you onto the bed and rips your clothes off

The only reason he doesn't just stuff himself into you without any hesitation is that he can feel you need some prep

He uses his fingers. They'll be better than any toy, you'll see

When you're finally wet enough, he plows into you until you have tears in your eyes

He presses his open mouth onto yours, his tongue finding its way to yours

Fuck, he wants to be in you in all ways possible

When you come and moan his name into is mouth, he almost blacks out

"You think you can tease me like this? You're not ready for what you got yourself into."

Levi

Mass panic in a room with only two people

He can't even hide it, he just shrieks when he sees it

You probably shriek, too, grasping for it so that you can put it away

You couldn't hide your vibrator, now he can't hide his boner

You might have to take the first step, ask if you can help him out, give him a kiss

Well, 5 seconds later you're on your bed, Levi helplessly thrusting into you

He cums almost immediately but he makes up for it throughout the rest of the night

Only after he feels you, tastes you, experiences you, will he get up and get that vibrator out again

"Show me how you use it. I wanna see. Please?"

Mammon

He enters your room. He sits down on your bed. Why is he standing up again? He's heading to the door, mumbling some sorry excuse, is he actually leaving?

Your gaze shifts to your bed and the realisation hits fast enough to stop him

Oh but now you're so close, and you're both thinking about the same thing and why are his hands on your hips?

His kiss is firm, the grip on your ass needy, he might be blushing but he does not hesitate. Not anymore.

You're both too lost in each other to remember the toy

The adrenaline, the pleasure - it turns the night into a blur of highs and heat and indecipherable whispers

"MC. I can't take i- I can't- fuck, you feel incredible."

Lucifer

This demon has The Audacity™️

He picks it up. Holds it nice and high, looking at you with a raised eyebrow and smug smile

He tells you if you needed help, all you had to do was ask. There is no need to resort to such mundane experiences when he can take you straight to heaven anytime you wanted, right?

You don't dare object. Which is good bc you also don't want to.

He takes you right on the table.

The things he can do with his tongue

The moans he extracts from you with his fingers

The whimpers his hard cock presses out of you

None so sweet as the way you dig your fingers into his arms as you cum

As your nails break skin and his name falls from your lips, he fills you up to the brim and makes you his

"You're cumming already? Pathetic, but I'll allow it. Ok then, cum for me, love, but show me exactly how good I'm making you feel. Yes, just like this. Yes."

[russellsppttemplates]

Hi I don’t know if your taking requests but if you are and your ok with writing this I was wondering if you could do one where the reader gets the pheromone perfume from TikTok and try’s it out and is with Lando and they go a dinner with all the drivers and she goes to the bathroom and puts it on and Landos reaction is hilarious

Note: I understand the science behind it - even though it's still something science needs to work on (one of my teachers was doing some research on it and we discussed it a lot in class), but I can't help but be a bit sceptical about it, ngl! Until otherwise, my requests are always open and you can send in requests anytime you want!

"Do you have it?", Carmen asked as you looked for the tube inside your bag.

"I can't believe you have it - I'm curious to see how it works, though", Rebecca offered.

"You and me both", you giggled before getting up from the table.

"Where are you going, baby?", Lando asked as soon as you were up.

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back", you smiled.

"You know she won't vanish into thin air, right?", George joked as Lando followed you with his eyes until he couldn't see you anymore.

"Just making sure she's okay, George, have you ever heard of that?", your boyfriend bit back.

By the time you came back to the bathroom, the group had moved up to the bar area of the restaurant, the room closed off to anyone else so you could have some privacy.

"Hey, baby", Lando hugged you, "I was about to get you something to drink", he smiled, kissing your lips and taking a wiff of your scent, "did you freshen up?".

"Are you telling me I was stinky before?", you joked.

"No, no, it's just you smell really nice, very nice", he kissed along the way from your clavicle, up your neck and behind your ear before something clicked, "This is one of those TikTok things, isn't it? Max showed me last week", Lando searched the answers on your eyes, "which means that if I can smell it, so can anyone else - they can smell you too!", he gasped, "we need to wash this off", he whispered on your ear, squeezing your body against his.

"You're usually all over eachother on any good day, but right now? He's not leaving you to go to the bathroom even!", Carlos chuckled as his friend's antics.

"We have something important to do!", Lando pulled you with him to the bathroom, ignoring the whistles and claps from the group, "I don't care what the soap smells like, you're not going to get close to the guys smelling like this - it's intoxicating, and a bit mind numbing", he sighed.

"That's all you want to do about it, though? I even have that nice lingerie set you really like underneath this", you gestured to your outfit, "we already have the fame, might as well have the advantage too", you smirked.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[alizestvrnss]

𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯 🂱 𝓒.𝓢

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ» 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓. 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 (if you squint). 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞! 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥! 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐥(𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠)! 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱(Dont be silly wrap your willy!)! 𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 (𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥)! 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬! (𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝐦𝐚, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭) 𝐏𝐍𝐕! 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐘/𝐍, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞! (Alot of slutty shit idk just anything that comes to mind, im spitballin here💀)

ᵖᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ» 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐭!𝐃𝐨𝐦!𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 x 𝐒𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫/ 𝐰 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞..

ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳʸ» 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.

𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮. ��ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.. 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘! Creds to @raestromboli (𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐭"!) 𝐏.𝐒. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓! 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫.

✰

You and your sister, madi, had about 30 more minutes to get ready for your bestfriend, Nicks, party. You put the fake tattys on your thighs for the look of your harley quinn costume, then put the fishnets on with the short, red and blue, booty shorts, sure the costume was basic and common, but who gives a shit?

You sprayed the washable spray paint if your two messy pigtails. You grab your phone and got to your sister room to see her in her black angel costume. "Ready to go?" Madi asked grabbing her keys on her big white bed, but not before looking at her self in the mirror checking her ass.

"Yep, lets hit this shit" you throwing your arm around her shoulder as you mwalked out.

✰

As you guys stepped into the house your breathes get hit with the wiff of Pure alcohol and weed, a smell youve grown to love being friends with nick and his brothers. "''m gonna go get a drink!" You yell to Madi over the pounding music in your ears. "Ill be with nick and Matt!" She yelled, walking to Nick, Matt, and some other dude on the couch.

You walk to the kitchen looking for a drink, she knew their had to be some other type of alcohol like tequila or hennesey, it was chris's house obviously. You looked up at the drinks that were, sadly, out of your reach

You slowly climb onto the counter, almost falling due to your heels. You grab a small bottle of tequila that was stashed, curtesy of yourself, behind a bunch of other bottles or liquor. You come down from the counter as you feel strong arms wrap around your waiste.

You turn around, finally off the counter, jumping, startled, when you see a ghostface mask with a jojnt in one hand and a drink in the other. "Lord!" You yelp, and you hear a familiar, hot, chuckle under the mask as he took the mask off, joint still in between his veiny fingers, Revealing Chris. "Gotcha."

"You dickwad!" You say playfully pushing his naked chest, that you hadnt noticed before, "Hey Scarlett, Look good" Chris said, as his eyes scanned over your costume, preferably your 'tatted' thighs in the fishnet stockings. "Hey chris, Thanks you too" You kept the conversation short, cause as of right now your probably blushing at how good he looked, and how he was looking at you. Your eyes go up looking at him, scanning over his naked chest, and his clavin klein breifs sticking out of his baggy black jeans, seeing a fake, but very sharp, knife in his front pocket, he had a drink in one hand and a joint in the other. He looked good, 𝑡𝑜𝑜 good. You felt a wetness between your thighs.... 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡.

Chris licked his lips and bit his plump bottom lip as he looked down at you slightly. You were quick yo walk away before you did anything youd regret.

You make it to one of the uptairs rooms, you look around the room taking in your surroundings, the room familiar, its chris's room.

"Why are you in here Scarlett?" You jump hearing his dark, taunting voice, also hearing the door click, shutting and locking. "Are you that desperate?" he smirks walking towards you blowing some smoke in your face, the pool between your legs getting dangerously bigger, as you stay silent.

You guys were now real close, you look up at him biting your lip that has smeared red lipstick on it. "Have i told you how hot you look in these shorts?" He asked grasping her waist, feeling the harsh leather clothing under his fingers. "Nope" You taunted, trying to keep your cool acting as though your not pouring right now, as you grab his joint putting it in between your lips, ghosting the smoke and blowing in his face.

You guys sat down on the bed passing the joint, "Lets play a game.." Chris said in a whisper, blowing smoke in your face again passing you the joint, as you shudder "Lets play a little Q&A yeah? who ever gets a question wrong.. has to take off a layer of their clothing" He grinned tauntingly, You shook your head "Nuh uh." you mutter. "No?" he taunts. "What about truth or dare?" You ask, quickly continuing. "But our clothes are staying on."

"No fun." he whines, brows knitted. "Ill get out" you teasingly get up off he bed, and he pulls you back down by the hips, you hitting the soft bed with a grunt. "Stay. Ill play."

You smile as you got your way. "Okay. Truth or dare?" You ask him, "truth" he bluntly said as you guys continue puffing and passing the joint. "Craziest place youve fucked someone?" You ask taking a hit off the joint "Youd like to know that wouldnt you?" He smirks as you roll your eyes "Under the bed." He states shortly, sipping his glass of bourbon. "Truth or dare?" He asked looking into her eyes "Truth"

He thought a bit before smirking turning back to you "Best place youve got Ate out?" You stay quiet after that, he grinned knowingly "Have you never-" "Shut up" you cut him off "Oh my God" He gasped laughing tauntingly "Youve 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 been ate out?" He asked shocked laughing, you look around at anything but him, embarressed. Seeing all the smoke in the room.

He grabbed your jaw bringing your faces together looking into your eyes.

"Can i show you?" He moved to your ear whispering.

You took a look into his beautiful blue eyes for any hint of jokes, finding nothing but desire, you slowly nodded. "Good" he picks you up laying you on on the bed harshly, not before getting the fake but sharp knife out of his pocket setting it beside your face.

He looks you in your eyes before kissing you passionatly. Seconds later that same "passionate" kiss turned hungry and needy. You moaned into the kiss "Fuck ma..do you know how hot you are?" Chris looked down at you before attacking her neck. "fuck..chris, please" You moaned, as you felt him smirk into the nip of your neck

"Mamas..your being so needy" he groaned, sending vibrations through not only your neck but through your whole body. You feel the pool in between your thighs only grow as you moaned.

"''M wanna taste you ma" He voiced, groaning as he took his head out of your neck crook.

"Taste me. Feel me.." You reasure him as your brows knitted, watching him make his way down your body kissing and rubbing every one of your curves needly. "Fuck" You huff playing with his silking brown hair as continued the needly kisses he placed on your stomach.

Chris's soft plump lips mad their way to the cold, silver, of the belt that you have on for the costume. He unbuckled the belt, studying your facial expressions for any sign of discomfort, when all he seen was neediness and desire.

He took the red and blue costume in a swift movement as you gasped he threw the shorts somewhere in his hotboxed bedroom.

"Chris..you have to promise me you'll never tell madi and nick about any of this." You whispered sternly. Chris looked up at you as he tried to take the fishnets off, he brough his pinky out. "I promise. Itll be our little secret" he smirked. You lock your guys pinkys together.

Chris had finally got your fishnets off, they ripped just a bit. You were now only in the top and your black thong, You decided to take off your top, revealing your ocean blue, lacy bra. "So beautiful.." Chris groans coming back up to you uncliping your bra, rubbing your tits as you moaned softly.

He moved his hands down to the wet spot of your thong "Fuck baby.. so wet i barely even did anything" He rubbed your clit gently through your lace panties as you moaned "More.. please- fuck" you moaned as he kissed your soft tits.

His lips glide down your body smoothly as he kept his eyes on yours. His face was met with your soaking wet pussy as he played with the hem on your thong looking up for permission. You nod feeling the air hit your throbbing mound.

"Such a pretty pussy" he rubbed his long finger in circles on your clit as you closed your eyes with your brows knitted together. He grabbed the fake knife gently rubbing it up and down your chest as you suck in your chest biting you lip harshly.

He dragged her flat body down to the edge of the bed where we was on his knees. You felt him enter a digit into your pussy as you cover your mouth so you dont scream to loud.

"Fuck Beautiful.. your so tight around my fingers" he moved another digit in your cunt as your velvety walls tightly wrapped around his finger like a ring. He brought his mouth to your clit licking up and down before sucking on it. "Fuck dont stop-!" You moan out, back arching as your toes curled into the white sheets.

You brought your thighs around his head suffercating his into your pussy as he took his fingers out of you, he entered his tongue into your hole as you grabbed his hair. "Oh my god..fuck.."

As you felt a feeling building in your tummy you groan "Fuck chris.. im so c-close..dont stop" you plead as he continued to eat you out. He brought his lips off of your pussy putting his chin on it to look at you "good girl.. doin' so good f'me.. you wanna cum?" He smirks as you nod viciously. His lips go back to attacking your pussy.

The bubble in your stomach continued to grow before it bursts, Your silking cum spreading onto chris's chin as he continued to take you down from your high with his tongue. You panted "fuck.."

Chris came back uo from between your legs, "dont think were done here little slut" He grinned. He unbuckled his jeans taking them off along with his boxers

You watch as his bulged cock sprung free from his boxers. Your eyes widen at the size, he laughs tauntingly "Like what you see mamas?" he smirks grabbing the fake knife that was left on your stomach. "Y-yeah actually i do.." you manage out watching as he grabs the knife.

You take big breaths, moaning as you felt him run his dick up and down your wet folds a few times, before he ligned himself up with your entrance. You nod to him. He slipped his cock into your entrance as you gasp "fuck.."

He waisted no time as he pounded into you harshly, not letting you adjust to his size "Fuck chris-!" You moan, he grabbed the "knife" putting the tip of it under her jaw.

You close your eyes moaning loudly as you arch your back "Open your fucking eyes..i want you to see me making a mess of you- fuck" he gritted his teeth as he groaned.

You bring your fingers between your two bodies as you rubbed your clit. Chris sped up his pace as he groaned throqing his head back. "F-fuck" he moaned "Such a good girl, taking my dick like a good little slut" You moan as he degraded you.

"Fuck chris-! Im cumming" Chris grabbed your throat, choking you slightly "yeah? You gonna cum around my cock?" He groans, his dick hitting the one place in you that made you burst, cumming "Fuck im cumming ma" he said, his grip on your throat tighting, making your eyes roll back. You felt his hot load shoot through your aching pussy, he pulled out then pushing the mixed cum back into you.

Chris quickly through you in a "Face down, ass up" postion. He rubbed his hard length against your asshole, "Spit" he commands putting his hand out for you to spit on, you obeyed spitting what ever was in your mouth in his hand as he fisting his spitted in hand on his dick, lubracating it. Once his dick was wet enough, he slipped his dick into your ass roughly, making you ass recoil "Chris-!"

Chris grabbed both of your pigtails in each one of his hands, your head being thrown back. "Fuck.. yeah- take my cock in your pretty little ass" He gritted his teeth slapping your ass. Your eyes going in the back off your head.

"Can i cum your pretty ass baby?" He groaned asking you, you nod as your hair got pulled harder, as he pounded into your ass faster.

"Fuck im cumming!" He called out loudly, you hoped no one heared, very big doubt cause the music was loud. You felt his hot load shoot through your ass as he pulled out hissing, he let go of your, now, messy pig tails.

"Fuck ma.. i love seeing you like this" he panted gripping your ass softly neading at it. His cum spurted through both of your holes, if you were being honest, you looked like his personal cumbucket.

"Lets get cleaned up before we get caught" he said grabbing our costumes.

As you stand up your legs almost guve out in you as you grab onto chris's arm. He smirked as if he did a good job.

"shut up"

𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺:

@fratbrochrisgf @scarlett-or-wtv @new2024cats4life

[suugarbabe]

Lover

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Word count: ~1.5k

Warning: mutual pining, fluff

AN: this idea came from @annaisabookworm so thank you love for the idea 🤭

You were sat at your house table, leg bouncing uncontrollably as your headmaster discussed the N.E.W.T level classes your year was due to start next week. It was the first dinner and you were already a nervous wreck. A sudden hand on your knee stopped your shaking, “You’re gonna churn the pudding with how hard your leg is jumping, y/n/n.” You turned to face the hands owner, “Sorry, Matty. S’just, these new classes this year have me a bit shook.” Mattheo smiled at you, “You’re like, the smartest Slytherin there ever was. You put too much pressure on yourself.”

You scoffed a little at his compliment, “Come of it, am not.” You ignored his latter comment, choosing to suddenly be very interested in the bowl of potatoes in front of you, scooping half onto your plate. Theo and Enzo stopped eating in front of you, eyes growing a bit large. You glared at them, “Something to say?” They looked at each other, then back to you, shaking their heads. The headmaster announced curfew for the night, encouraging all the students to indulge in the food in front of them, which most everyone did. You pushed the potatoes around your plate, barely eating. “If yer just playing wiff ‘em can I ‘ake a few,” Enzo held his fork over your plate, cheeks stuffed to the brim with chicken and beans. You rolled your eyes, pushing your plate towards him.

Blaise leaned in from your other side, “Ya sure your good, y/n/n?” You nodded, standing up, “I think I’m just gonna go back to the common room and chill out for a bit. See you guys there?” Your friends all mumbled forms of goodbye. You looked to Mattheo, who just gave you sympathetic eyes. You returned the look before turning back towards the doors and making your way to the common room.

“Ya gonna go ‘fter ‘er mate?” Enzo looked up from his plate towards Mattheo. “You know it’s vile when you talk with food in your mouth,” Mattheo didn’t even look in his direction, still staring at the doors of the great hall you had just walked through. “You know he’s right, cousin,” Draco piped up for the first time of the evening, “watching you pine after her for years is right boring at this point.” Mattheo turned his head then, “I do not pine after y/n. She’s my best friend, all of our friend mind you. I’m just worried about her. Sure, she gets anxious but it seems a little different today. I just care.”

Blaise groaned, rolling his eyes, “Come now, bruv.” Mattheo finished his meal in silence, refusing to respond to any more of his friends' teasing. He walked back to the common room in a daze, mind filled with thoughts of you. You’d been part of the group since everyone’s first ride into Hogwarts. Mattheo had known Theo, Enzo and Blaise nearly his entire life, their parents either being death eaters for his father or a loyal follower and Draco, well, he was Mattheo’s cousin so he was forced to know him his entire life. The five boys nearly missed the first train because they were goofing off on the platform, causing them to not find an empty compartment for themselves. Theo had suggested the one you were sitting in, saying you were cute. He immediately tried to hit on you like he’d seen older boys do with girls, but you had whipped out your wand and bound him. It was highly impressive for a first year, and Mattheo was obsessed. Theo apologized, you ignored him, and then you allowed the rest of the group to join you nonetheless.

Mattheo wasn’t exactly sure when the lines blurred from best friend to full on heart wrenching in love with you. It was always sort of there in his mind, that you were special…different. If he had to put a timeline on when he actually recognized a change in his feelings it would be about three summers ago, when you had asked everyone to come to your parents house for two weeks during the holiday. Mattheo had only ever interacted with you at school, in the castle. You weren’t old enough to go to Hogsmead until the following year so he never really got to see you in a non-school environment. And it was…nice, different. Something that he could see himself enjoying often. The next school year after that nearly all the boys noticed a difference in how Mattheo responded to and acted towards you. You, however, appeared to remain clueless. Mattheo almost preferred it that way, until he could really know how you felt towards him, if it were the same as himself.

When the boys entered the common room, it appeared completely empty. That was, except for a cloud of smoke rising from one of the back couches, followed quickly by a row of rough coughs coming from deep in your throat. Mattheo was by your side quicker than Draco on a snitch, ripping the cigarette from between your fingers, “What the bloody hell are you doing with one of these?” You remained laying on the couch, catching your breath, “Okay, one: that was rude of you to just snatch that from me like that. Two: nearly all of you guys do it. You always tell me it helps you relax, so…I stole some from Teddy’s nightstand.”

“Heeyy…that’s my emergency stash,” Theo was pouting, now sitting under the end of your legs. You sighed, rubbing your temples, “This is an emergency, Teddy…I’m buggin. Stressed out of m’fucking mind.” Mattheo threw the cig in the fireplace going behind him, Theo’s opened his mouth to complain again but the look on Mattheo’s face made him sink back into the sofa silently. Mattheo turned to you, holding his hand out palm up, “C’mon, grumpy, come with me.” You looked up at him, grabbing his hand, “Where we goin’?” His dimpled popped with his smile, “You know where.” You sat up now, swinging your legs down and placing your feet on the ground, “Carry me?”

He turned around, squatting down in front of you. He hooked his elbows over your thighs and around your knees while you wrapped your arms around his chest, resting your face in the crook of his neck. You giggled as he hiked you up higher and got a better grip on your thighs. Behind you Draco made a gagging face before Blaise playfully shoved his shoulder. The boys’ voices slowly drowned out as Mattheo carried you through the portrait hole, down the corridors and through the courtyard, all the way to the edge of what you both had designated as your spot: the black lake.

When he finally let you down from his back, you took your wand out, transfiguring a patch of grass into a quilt for you both to sit comfortably. Mattheo sits down first, beckoning you to follow suit. You settle between his legs, your elbows resting on his bent knees while he leaned back on his hands. You looked over the lake, it was your favorite to do at night, especially when stressed or anxious. You loved seeing the stars reflected on the water, dancing with the shifts and ripples from the creatures.

You felt Mattheo’s arms wrap around your middle, his chest now pressed against your back as he rested his chin on your shoulders, “Feeling less grumpy?” His tone was slightly teasing, but you knew he was curious about your real answer. That’s how Mattheo was, hiding his true feelings behind teasing and sarcasm. It was frustrating sometimes, made him hard to read, but right now you were thankful for it.

“A little less grumpy, yes,” you smiled into your answer, eyes still on the lake in front of you. “How’d you know this would help, hmm?” Mattheo held you a bit tighter, “Cause I know you, y/n/n. You’re my best friend.”

Friend. The word made you want to vomit. But instead of reacting you just settled further into him. “Why were you trying to smoke earlier?” You sighed, “I told you, I was just trying to relax.” You felt Mattheo shake his head, “You really shouldn’t smoke. It’s terrible for you, ruins your lungs.” You scoff, “Rich comin’ from you don’t ya think?” You felt his laugh against your back, “Yeah, but you’re better than me. Always have been. Don’t start stooping to my level now.”

You shook your head, “Don’t talk bad about yourself, Matty. I’ll make you sit out here and listen to me go on and on about all the good things about you and get all sappy just like you hate.” He laughed against you again, you both falling into a comfortable silence. Mattheo wanted to hear everything you had to say, what good things you could come up with. In his mind the list was short. You were leaning into him now. He shut his mind off, focusing just on the water in front of him.

You two sat there for a while, until you started to shiver and Mattheo convinced you to go back inside. He carried you back like before, except this time you rested your head on his back, trying your best not to fall asleep wishing you meant more to him than just a friend.

[metalotaku-da]

So many cross overs so narrow of common hero choices. Let's expand a little.

"Rip what the hell is that?"

"It appears sir, to be a small human child. Around the developmental stage of 4-5"

"Even you know better than to cuss infront of kids.

"I was gone for five minutes."

"Actually I snapped you back to a minute after you left."

"Are You misser booser gol?"

"Yeah kid that's me. You a fan or something who got into something you shouldn't to find me?"

"No. Clockie said tis for you." Hands a sticky note to booster.

Note reads: this is Danny. You will care for him from now on. See this as payment for resetting your time line safely. If you even try pass him off to Bruce wayne/batman, I will ensure your entire familial line never touched time traversing. And you stayed forever trapped in the 31st century. -clockwork master ancient of all time. P.s. there is not conning your way out of this. I will hunt down every ancestor or decendant for all time.

"This looks very serious sir. Congratulations sir you are a father Now"

"Wow kid. Clockie must hate you. I'm so sorry."

"I'm not that bad of an option. Obviously I was judged better that batsy."

"Clockie ass hero I want to say wiff."

"OH kiddo and you asked for the greatest hero boostergold?"

"I wike space. He say geen lanern is space. He take care of me."

"I'm so sorry sir, you have already disappointed your new child. Should I take a commemorative photo of this milestone moment for you?"

"No" "yes skeets"

Camera flashes.

"I shall add this photo to a new album labeled baby book. It is labeled Danny's first disappointment, sir."

"Thank you skeets." X2 one sarcastic one pleased.

"I wan geen lanern."

"Think you're gonna need help anyway Micheal. Call one of them. Not guy."

"I would never co-parent with guy. What kind of idiot do you take me for?"

"Rip takes you as the utmost idiot sir. As does most of the justice league sir."

"Thanks skeets."

"You are most welcome sir."

"Can I pay wif the talking space ship?"

"Sure kid." Pushes skeets into the kids hands.

"I do not believe I am rated for physical interaction by children under 10 sir."

"To bad skeets." Picks up Danny who looks up at him instead of at skeets to smile all teeth. "Holy shit are those fangs? We are going to go see my friend Ted now. He will know what to do."

"He will atleast know not to cuss infront of kids. Don't know about the rest."

"Is ted geen lanern?"

Cue shenanigans. They were roommates, but adopted a child.

"Does Batman know you stole a child from him?" <- Jaime when he visits.

"Do not even joke like that. My existence is at stake."

"Batsy is the new beetle juice. In this house."

"Are You geen lanern?"

"Sorry kid I am blue beetle."

"Should I take a picture for Danny's third disappointment since becoming your child sir?"

"No skeets."

"3rd? How long you had him?"

"A week"

"Ouch. Hey kiddo why do you want to meet green lantern? Aren't these guys just as cool?"

"Considering the average human body temperature is 98.6 degrees I do not believe they qualify as cool sir." Jaime is picking up danny to hold on his hip.

"Clockie says geen lanern is space." Danny smiles.

"Are those fangs? Is this a meta kid? You like space? My scarab is from space. Isn't that just as... Oh My, no scarab!" Scarab starts to go into protect host mode while screaming danger desteoy threat in Jaime head just as Danny's eyes start to glow green at the statement and his mouth splits inhumanly wide with even more teeth. Ted and Michael scramble to grab Danny and move him away from Jaime till he gets control of the scarab again. But Danny has a death grip and won't let go of his new friend.

"I do believe sir that your new child qualifies as a meta. Should I take a picture to commemorate your child's first power demonstration sir?"

[bones4thecats]

➸ The Felmiers; Future! Jack Howl × S/O

Characters: Jack Howl A/N: GOD THIS TOOK A WHILE. But, totally worth it. I loved this so much! Hope you guys do too! ➥ Summary: Christmas was always a great time at your home growing up. But, how would it go with your own family visiting?

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🐺 The winds brushed against the trees, causing light dusts of snow to fall on the ground and the hoods of the traveler's hoods. It was almost peaceful. Almost.

🐺 Family Reunions were always something that the Felmier family enjoyed, seeing one another after such a long time apart just was amazing for you guys. But, for Jack? It was more of a hassle trying to remember the names and faces of everybody in his wife's family

🐺 Though, there was always one that he remembered better than anyone; Epel. Jack had graduated alongside your brother years ago from Night Raven College, and everyone was shocked by how much he looked up to the beastman. But, it was with Jack's help that Epel finally rose to take over your family farm

🐺 Jack watched as Epel held up his nephew so he could put the carrot in the snowman's face. He had to admit, it was nice to see how much his friend grew up. And, watching his son admire him was just as nice to him

"Papa? What's Bylur doing?" A little, meek voice asked.

🐺 The wolf-beastman's eyes wandered to his legs. He caught sight of his younger child, his daughter, Hala, and smiled. Jack kneeled, his hand raised to point at the large, snowman that his brother-in-law and son had made and began to explain the tradition

🐺 When he finished his small history-lesson, Hala's eyes widened with sparkles shining in them. She looked into her father's caramel-colored eyes and allowed her question to be known

"Can I make a snow-puppy?"

"Of course, sweetheart. Go right on ahead." He answered, a little chuckle coming out as she ran down to the side of the house and began molding some snow-balls to make a puppy.

🐺 Jack sniffed the air and caught wiff of a familiar dessert. It was your Village of Harvest famous apple-fritters with honey. He smiled as you walked outside with a small tray of them. It had just enough for the people outside and yourself. You must have given everyone inside one as well

"Epel! Bylur! Come git a fritter!" You yelled, your natural, country accent coming out a you spoke.

"Comin'!" Your brother yelled back.

🐺 You looked at your husband and smiled. He knew you were slightly tired, not used to waking up nearly as early as you did today. It was like a callback to your childhood when your alarm rang at 6:00 that morning

🐺 He awoke at that normally for his morning run, but because of how heavy the snow was that morning, he had to substitute it with grabbing some wood for the fire to help out his new family. He also had to spend nearly 10 minutes to get you and his children out of the comfort of your warm sheets

"Thank ya', sis!" Epel said, grabbing his fritter and walking inside with your son beside him.

"Thank you, mama!"

"No problem, boys." You said.

🐺 Jack walked up to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, lightly tugging you into his side as your daughter stood up and told you guys to look at her creation. You cocked and eyebrow at Jack and he just shrugged, the coffee in his hand moving with his arms during the motion

"What didja make, baby?"

"I made us! There's papa, you, big brother, and Pumpkin!" She said proudly.

"That's amazing, Hala." Jack complimented, admiring his daughter's creativity.

🐺 You smiled as she took a stick and laid it in front of Pumpkin's snowy-copy. And, at the mention of her name, Pumpkin, your four-year-old hound, came outside. Her fur stuck out against the white land around you, but her collar, which had a little mountain name-tag and a flannel-print, allowed her to blend with the farm more

"Alright, let's git inside. We don't want Nana Howl and Nana Felmier gettin' upset, now do we?"

"Nana Howl's here?!" Hala asked.

"Yep, Papa Howl should be too. And Uncle and Auntie."

"Yay!" The tiny-beastman cried as she ran inside with her dog beside her.

🐺 Jack lightly took the empty-plate from your hand and walked inside, putting the plate in the sink, and walked to the living room with you. Since you all had eaten one of your fritters that morning, the next step was to open the presents that you had gotten one another

🐺 It was amazing to see how much everyone loved their gifts, no matter how weird they could get. That title belonged to your cousin, who always found a way to make the oddest crochet-trinkets, despite their age. And, before you knew it, it had reahced you and your husband

🐺 He looked at you and motioned for you to open your's first. So, you did so. You had two main ones, your children said that they'd give you their the next day, that being Christmas morning. You were fine with this, and the gifts did seem to come from multiple members of your family, so they were bound to be nice

🐺 You opened them all, revealing a beautiful set of picture frames carved by your family members, one from each, and the other box having the first apple-carving Epel made you sealed in resin to keep it safe

"This better not stink up mah hahss. Aah already have two kids."

"It won't... maybe."

🐺 Jack tapped your shoulder, making you look at him in confusion. You never expected anything from one another, you guys gave each other things all the time, so you dedicated Christmas to your children and their enjoyment

"Whatcha need, Jack?"

"Here." He said, pulling out a fairly large, wrapped box from behind the chair your father sat in.

🐺 Your hand raised to shield your mouth slightly as you giggled. He smiled as you admired his present to you; a blanket. You grasped the ends of it gently, and were confused when he told you to allow it to fall to the ground

🐺 Despite your initial confusion, you did what he said. The blanket unfolded as you fanned it out and looked it over. There, in the middle of it all, were some words. And, you began to read them aloud, your accent had faded as you spoke

"Y/N Felmier, from the first day I met you, I always saw something amazing there. I found out years later that it was love. Love that has since grown to be everything I can think about. And, through out journey, we've had our two biggest ups; our little boy, Bylur, and our sweet-apple, Hala. Ever since they were born, I cannot imagine my life being any different than it is now. I love you all, from beginning till the end. Love, Daddy Jackie."

🐺 Tears began to swell in your eyes as you hugged your husband, arms wrapping around his strong-form. You sniffed and thanked him over and over again for the gift. He just smiled and kissed your head, telling you your welcome every time in reply

🐺 As you two had your moment, your families smiled. Your family just chuckled and began to take some photos, classic Felmiers. Jack's family smiled and held your children, telling them what the entire message's meaning was

🐺 You finally ceased crying and picked up the blanket, wrapping it around your form. Smiling as your son and daughter ran up to wrap themselves under your blanket, Jack bellowed out a laugh himself

"Oh! Photo time!" Mrs. Howl, your husband's mother, called out.

🐺 Jack bent down in a squat, allowing you to do the same. He grabbed one end of the blanket and wrapped it around his one shoulder. Bylur and Hala then popped up from underneath and smiled at the camera being held by their grandmother

🐺 Looking at Jack, you caught his eye. The beastman turned his head to look at you, and before he knew it, you leaned in a kissed him. Lips connecting the same way they always do. But, he felt something above him. When you finally stopped, he looked up, only to see a mistletoe. And a Epel running away, laughing harshly

"Epel! Why you-" He yelled, running after your brother.

🐺 This was everything you ever wanted growing up. A perfect home, a perfect memory, but most of all, you had the perfect family. And nobody was going to take that from you

[panickingpansexuality]

Imagine telling Darry you want to marry him while drunk

It was a normal Saturday night for the gang, drinking at the Curtis house after seeing a movie. Two-Bit brought out the drinks at the movie and you started drinking with him. Eventually the movie ended and you all started walking home. Darry and Pony were joking around and eventually Darry somehow got Pony on his back and at that moment you thought about how much you wanted him to marry you.

There was a loud cheer behind you and you saw Soda on Two-Bits back as they ran down the two other brothers and raced down the street.

When they caught up to Pony and Darry, Soda stated a game of chicken and not a single one of them was going to back out from that. The rest of the gang gathered around them cheering for either Pony or Soda. You laughed and Darry gave a quick glance at you before going back against Two-Bit. He pressed Soda and Two-Bit up against a fence and Soda started to lean backwards and flipped himself over the fence.

The Gang let out a chorus of cheers and you went over to check on Soda (who was completely fine).

Darry walked with you under his arm the rest of the way home, Pony and Soda walking in front of you two.

"Lovebirds." Steve said coming beside you two, "Y'all got any beer at the house?"

"Not enough for the lot of you." You reply.

"Good thing I always bring extra." Two-Bit said coming beside you two. "Try this (y/n)."

You swallow down the flask with a grimace, not only does it taste awful but it's disgusting, you pass it to Darry who takes one wiff of it and hands it back to his friend.

"Disgusting." You say, "What is that?"

"The quickest way to get drunk." Two-Bit says swallowing down another gulp.

He wasn't lying, by the time you had all gotten to the house you were very giggly and so was half the gang.

Darry kept you within arms reach but with you floating around everyone so much he just decided to sit you in his lap.

You giggled and looked at his face playing with his hair, he couldn't help but smile at your antics.

"What's so funny?" He asked after a minute of you just starring and laughing.

"You're so pretty!" You say, "Like so pretty."

Pony and Johnny laugh in the couch at you two.

"He is!" You defend. "Listen kids this is why you don't drink! Ok? Just so don't, cause then you'll look at Darrel Shaynne Curtis Jr. the whole night cause he's so so pretty."

"Babydoll." Darry says laughing, "I think you need sleep."

"No." You gasp out and then fall to his chest. "I don't think so."

Darrys hand on your waist gently rubs circles on with his thumb against your skin.

"Is Soda ok?" You ask. "And Two-Bit?"

"Yes Dear." Darry says, "Theyre trying to sleep in the kitchen right now."

You go to sit up and look at the sleepy boys in the kitchen.

"I'll get them blankets." You say getting up.

"No it's alright (y/n)," Johnny says getting up, "We can get them."

"You're so sweet Johnny." You say, "I wish we could keep you here all the time."

He blushes and hurries to the closet where the blankets are kept.

"You have the sweetest people in your life." You say to Darry, "It's hard not to love any of them."

"I know." Darry says pressing a kiss on your forehead.

"Like you're doing so good with them, Pony's so smart and the rest of the gang loves you so so much."

Darry pulls you closer to him and you ret your head under his chin.

"I really wanna marry you." You slur out, "Can we get married?"

Your glazed eyes look up at him like a dog begging for table scraps, Darry chuckled and presses a kiss to your forehead as Pony and Johnny come back in.

"Thank you so very sweet boys." You say giggling. "I am so proud of you two."

Pony and Johnny both are now sporting red faces as you continue to compliment them. Dally and Steve come in from outside and you gasp and wave at them both.

"Hi!" You gasp out, "I'm so happy you guys are here!"

"How drunk are they?" Dally asks with a grin.

"Sooooo drunk!" You say laughing, "But like I think you guys should all stay forever and we could all like out our checks into like living together and it would be so fun."

Darry presses his face into your hair and laughs quietly.

"Steve!" You say, "Darry won't answer a super important question for me."

"Dude." Says a slightly drunk Steve, "That's such a drag."

"I know!" You say.

"What's the question?" Dally asks.

"I asked," you say giggling, "if we could get hitched and he laughed!"

Dally starts laughing too and so does Steve.

"Come on," Darry says picking you up bridal style. "Time to hit the sack."

"Night night boys!" You call waving to them as Darry takes you to his room, he throws you in the bed and you giggled taking off your shoes and jeans. Darry throws you a nightgown as he takes off his jeans.

You stare and giggle, when he turns back around you've managed to get everything off just not get the nightgown on.

"You have the cutest butt!" You say laughing. "Literally my favorite butt in the whole world."

"Good," Darry says, he comes over and helps you out the nightgown on before joining you under the covers.

Darry joins you under the covers, you continue to giggle a little even as your eyes feel heavy.

"So..." You mumble out "Are you gonna answer me?" You ask.

"(y/n)," Darry says pressing a kiss to your cheek, "Babydoll," he says pressing another to your forehead. "I thought you knew by now that I'm gonna marry you someday."

"Yay," you say sleepily into his chest. "I can't wait.."

"Me either." Darry says as you fall asleep against his chest.

[lemkanada]

Bakugou letting you put scented hand-cream on him for the first time, only for him to get "addicted".

Headcanons ft. Y/n.

Because one day as you were putting nail polish on he walked into your dorm, his face immediately scrunched, recognizing this smell on the spot from his hands smelling like that any time he uses his quirk or sweats from them.

He immediately complains about the smell but before you can say anything he explains that his hands do smell like that shitty chemical stuff. You immediatly shut up feeling bad, at the idea of ALWAYS having to smell that shi. Even with years of putting on nail polish, you couldn't get used to the strong smell of chemical.

After being done applying your protection layer and it being dry, you put some lavender hand cream for your hands and he immediately likes the smell.

He tries not to be too direct about it, asking what it is before snatching the bottle from your hands to take a look at it. He liked how it immediately made your dorm smell better after you put it on.

When you see him looking at the bottle like that you get an idea, what if he tried some? Lets see if he'd like the scent of his hands a bit better!

❝ Hm...Hey, Katsu want to try it on? I will help. ❞, you asked making some puppy eyes hoping he'd at least let you do it.

You're suprised when he ends up accepting after scrowling at you with a scrunched nose for like a minute. But you do not complain as you quickly ask him to put one hand out so you can get to work.

When he does so, you put some cream on your hands and quickly starts rubbing it on his—much bigger—hand with both of yours. At first he flinches at the cold but quickly forgets about it when he feels your soft and small hands start rubbing and massaging his hand.

His cheeks quickly become a soft pink from both the touch and the fact that you were focused on your task let him look at your pretty face. He quickly learned that your focused face was one of his favorite thing, the way your eyebrows furrowed a bit and that your nose scrunched a bit in focus. Adorable.

When you're done with it and look back up at him to ask for the second hand, his eyes widen a bit and he looked away hoping you didn't catch him staring.

He put his other hand out for you to work on that one before even asking for it. Putting his other hand in an awkward position from the kinda "sticky" creamy feeling on his hand, not used to it. He knew that his shoulder would probably hurt later, but it was totally worth it so he ignored it.

He gets lost in thoughts as he either stare at you or your hands rubbing the hand cream into his skin. Where did you learn how to massage like that? How are your hands so soft and how, how can they do that much damage when you guys are outside working? Like...His hand is at least two sizes bigger than yours. And so on.

When you let go of his hand he almost has the reflex of grabbing it in his own, not wanting you to let go of his but he doesn't. He only scrowls softly before huffing and getting up, saying a small "thanks" in between his teeth before saying good night and walking out. This leaves you confused as to what you did, but end up letting it go...Knowing all too well that Bakugou Katsuki always went to sleep around 8 (or so we thought).

As he walks back to his dorm, he cant stop looking at his hand and getting wiffs of the cream instead of his usual smell. He can't even say how much he loves it.

Well....Thats till he comes back a few days later, sits down and shows you your hand only saying. ❝ Hand-cream? ❞ Which you end up smiling and doing the same process as last time, you talking a bit more with him this time.

And now with this happening a few more times, it has become a kind of routine for you two. You having no idea that what you were doing was making the boy so happy and having some butterflies in his stomach.

His hands become even softer than before, but now sometimes when he fights, his hands instead of only smelling bad, ends up smelling like warm or burnt lavender, which weirdly smells way better than otherd would think.

Especially when you know who did it, even though now Bakugou has a bottle you bought for him in his dorm, he always comes back to you for "help".

You are just oblivious to all of this, of course. Till. One day Denki asks if you could do it for him too(after learning about you doing it for the blondie), only for said spike ball to quickly insult Pikachu and whisper a threat to him. What can I say? He wants to be the only one getting this treatment.

That night, he comes to your dorm and in this very rare slightly flustered moment, he makes you pinky promise that you wont do the cream routine with anyone but him. When you stare at him dumbfounded for a few seconds, he quickly insults you—boy is embarrassed (ㅋㅋ)— but still put his pinky out and you both promise not to do it with anyone else.

Its only then that you realize what is happening and you can't help but giggle everytime you think about it.

You also tried to change the scent, but Bakugou always want to stick with the Lavender one. Is it because you also use that one? 🤔 Maybe.

Because you do it, he doesn't care if someone catches a wiff of it and think he smells "womanly", he couldn't care less since it came from you. Even more when you two get together, he will death glare the person who dares "judge" his baby's tastes.

[diwtara]

The locals were throwing them a feast in thanks for saving the village. With music and booze and meat - what more could they ask for?

The chief even brought out a local speciality.

"This drink," he explained, "will compell you to go to your friends and tell them something honest." He went on to explain that though it might not be something you would normally say out loud, it very rarely led to hurt feeling on either side - it did of course happen ocasionally, but the drink was made specifically to celebrate and help strengthen bonds.

When offered the chance to try it, no one was surprised that Luffy took the opportunity. Their cook was next, having caught a wiff of it Sanji insisted he needed to learn the flavour profile. Franky was the third and final volunteer, claiming that honesty was SUPER.

The stawhats kept a close eye on their captain as he bounced around chatting with everyone in his vicinity, though it was hard to tell if the drink had taken effect yet, or if Luffy was simply being Luffy.

"Nami-swan!" Sanji called running eagerly up to the red head, with a bright smile on his face.

She greeted him in turn with a polite smile, allowing him to take one of her hands gently in his own

"Nami-swan, you are such a strong, amazing person and I am so glad that we met. I am so happy that we are friends!"

Namis eyes widdened as a blush spread across her cheeks. "Oh!" That wasnt what she had expected him to say at all. Now she found herself stumbling over how to respond.

"I see the elixer has begun to work, cook-san" Robin cut in with a soft smile.

"Robin-chwan!" He cheered taking her hand in his free one. "You are so brilliant and wonderful. Im always excited for you when we find ruins for you to study, or a poneglyph for you to read. I love seeing you happy!"

It was Robins turn to be left speachless. She knew the strawhats were okay with humouring her passion, but it still caught her off guard that they were people, that there could be people, who genuinely cared about her happiness.

Movement off to the side caught Sanjis attention and he took off as quickly as he had appeared.

"Usopp!" He cried, wrapping the man in a hug.

"Oof. Okay okay, you can let go-"

"I know how brave you are Usopp! I see it every time you do what you need to despite being scared! But i will still always do my best to protect you whenever I can!"

Usopps eyes watered for a moment before he threw his arms around the chef. "Sanji!!"

Zoro doesnt know what draws the blondes attention his way, hell maybe its just another special property of the drink, makes you zero in on the people you know one by one. He sort of wishes he hadnt been noticed though.

"Zoro!" He tried not to squirm or duck away as he was approached.

He didnt need the cook rushing over to - what? Tell Zoro that theyre friends? He knows theyre friends, its not something either of them should have to say out loud. Thats not what they do.

Or worse, the curly-browed idiot could decided to say something like 'you're strong', or 'you're a good fighter', or 'I respect you'.

That would just be uncomfortable for both of them. And the cook would probably regret it in the morning.

And just how would Zoro be able to respond to that? Zoro sure as hell cant respond in kind to that sort of comment. Hes not the one who drank a truth potion after all.

He could pick a fight of course, make fun of the blonde for coming over and smiling and talking with complete sincerety. Laugh at him for willingly taking the drink and spilling out his feelings everywhere.

"Oi! Zoro!" The cook was grinning at him in a way he never did, or at least he was until he tripped on something on the path and a look of concentration replaced the smile as the man focused on staying upright while stumbling the last few feet forward. This had Zoro fighting off a smile of his own. The staggering blonde was a stupid, and maybe slightly endearing, sight.

Sanji caught himself with one hand planted on Zoros chest, staring down at it in complete fascination.

"I think about kissing you all the time."

What.

Zoros breath caught.

"I would really like to suck your cock." Sanji continued, licking his lips, "Maybe tie you up first if you'd let me."

What?!

The blondes eyes slowly traced up from his hand on Zoros chest to meet his eyes. When he did, whatever he saw there, he seemed to realize exactly what he had just said.

Zoro watched as his mouth opened and closed several times, a dark blush racing across the mans face.

Finally Sanji snatched his hand away and turned on his heel before running back the way he came. Zoro almost chased after until he saw the blondes path change so he could scoop Chopper up in his arms.

The bright smile was back on his face, the blush fading. Whatever he was saying to Chopper had the reindeer wiggling and delightedly calling him a bastard.

Zoro watched the group - Franky was now openly sobbing while Nami pat his shoulder awkardly, Luffy was fully wrapped around Usopp - while he tried to catch up with what just happened.

How the hell was he supposed to respond to that?!

He sighed and decided he could confront the cook tomorrow. (Maybe.)

For now he needed a drink.

[hannahlikeso741]

HL Girls smelling male MC's perfume.

We did the boys. Now it is the girls' turn to react to Male MC's scent. Inspired by @cranberryletters perfume post and @hogwartslegacyreactions, will list a perfume for each character.

Boys Edition : Part 1, Part 2

Girl's edition : Part 2

Anne Sallow: Bvlgari's Wood Essence

MC kept coming around since Sebastian first brought him over Feldcroft. It was nice, having someone else to talk to other than Ominis and Sebastian. Anne didn't want to admit it, but she was looking forward to MC's visits. That one particular visit came with a surprise, an early Christmas gift. MC had given her a scarf knitted in green and peach wool, saying something that she needed to keep warm at all times. Hers was getting threadbare. Anne shyly took the scarf and got that wiff of comfort. At first it was the smell of citrus and lemon, giving way to a cedarwood note that crept up to her nostrils. A warm scent that reassured her everything will be all right, like a cozy blanket and a cup of hot tea. For a minute she thought MC was giving her a hug and telling her she will be all right and loved. Anne slept with that scarf that night. Uncle Solomon didn't ask questions, to her relief.

Poppy Sweeting : Jo Malone's Poppy & Barley

She only wanted to know if Highwing was doing okay. MC understood and took her into the room of requirement, showing Poppy the costal vivarium where Highwing came down, greeting the two of them. MC let the two of them catch up, while he cared for the rest of the beasts. Highwings is doing fine, and in fact a mother to a baby hippogriff! She is overjoyed that Highwing now has a safe home. Wait, Highwing, what do you mean, thanks to that nice smelling gentleman? Oh, you mean MC. That comment on him being nice smelling got Poppy curious, making her get up and approach MC from behind. Oh, she understood what Highwing meant. MC's scent was light, oddly enough. It smelt like the blackcurrants her grandma used to pick, but then it fades ever so gently to a green woody note from barley and.... poppy? Whatever it was, MC smelt like a gentle sunrise in a tiny British cottage in the countryside, with a bowl of boiled oats to ensure one was ready for the day. Poppy didn't even know she was that close to MC until MC turned around, accidentally making her fell to the floor. MC was startled but helped Poppy get up, telling her to be careful. Damn, Highwing was right. He smelled nice.

Imelda Reyes : Frederic Malle's Geranium Pour Monsieur

She is incredibly frustrated with MC right now. How is it he not only beat her time, but scored higher as a Chaser? It was not a good idea to challenge him to see if he had a place within a Qudditich team. When MC landed, a flurry of tirades came his way. Imelda grabbed his robes and kept saying how it wasn't fair, but MC's shocked expression made her stop. MC said that she has always been healthy competition, needing someone to keep him on his toes. He gave her a reassuring smile as he left to get changed. Imelda sunk to her knees. That wasn't the only reason she stopped herself from her rant towards MC. When shaking MC, she caught the smell of mint and geranium that was fresh, but that quickly gave way to the spicy notes of cinnamon and clove. It teased her, taunted her to chase after him and demand for another rematch like an enemy that has romantic feelings for you. How dare MC beat her and now taunt her nose with that perfume? That's it. She is getting up and wanting another round of Quidditch practice with MC.

Natsai Onai : Issey Miyake's L'Eau d'Issey Pour Homme

The camp containing the last of Harlow's men didn't know what hit them. Natty asked MC to come along, she can always use a backup partner. MC happily agreed, tagging along as the flurry of dark wizards attacked them upon sight. It was a tough battle, when did she consume this much Wiggenweld potions? Natty admitted it was getting to her, her energy spent. She had to take a moment to catch her breath when she felt herself being tackled to the ground forcefully by MC. MC asked if she was all right and she nodded, trying to compose herself as MC got up, striking on finishing the last Ashwinder that attacked her. What caught Natty by surprise was the scent on MC, a yuzu and citrusy note that blended well into the warmth of nutmeg and cinnamon, with musk holding everything together. It was a clean, fresh scent that wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty if he has to. It reminded Natty of a brave man, her father. MC called out to Natty, telling her the camp was cleared. She shook her head as she headed to MC's direction, trying to focus on what just happened.

Samantha Dale : Tom Ford's Mandarino di Amalfi

Ok, she did owe MC for helping her with her brother. So here she was in the Herbology class, helping MC to play catch up. Admittedly, MC is a fast learner, she only really needed to give a few pointers as MC scribbled furiously on his notebook. There was something bothering her nose. Sure, Samantha was used to the scent of every plant under the sun, but to smell a fresh citrus of grapefruit and lemons in the middle of winter is and oddity. Where did that orange blossom came from, alongside with the slight spicy note of pepper and coriander? Samantha let her nose trail and oh. MC. That scent was on his shirt as he muttered to himself, adjusting his tie. That scent got stronger, hitting Samantha like a brick. She felt like her whole being transported to the lemon fields of Almalfi, Italy, dancing her way into the sunset instead of dreary Hogwarts. Samantha didn't even knew MC called her name, asking her what plant this was. Oh right, she composed herself and answered the question the best she could, trying to hide her blush.

[russellsppttemplates]

Dad Lance 🥺🥺 please please please

Cw: reader's postpartum

"Oh, there we go, Margot", Lance said as he lifted his youngest daughter from her spot on the bassinet next to your bed, putting her on the changing table and changing her nappy, "all good now, hm? Nice and clean", he said, throwing the dirty things in the bin and wiping his own hands, "let's get you in this thing, shall we?", he motioned to the sling. Adjusting the side of the waist band since you had been the one to wear it the last time, he fastened it and gently tucked his babygirl into his chest, putting on the straps and clasping them together so she would be safe.

Walking downstairs to the kitchen, Lance tidied the room, putting the washing machine on while he waited for the milk to heat up, "you gave me and mummy an eventful night, baby girl", he cooed as she looked up at him briefly, "you're lucky Addalynn didn't wake up, otherwise me and mummy might have just given up and started the day then", he chuckled, kissing her head and taking a wiff of the newborn smell, "mummy's been through a lot so you could be here, little love, and we need to let her rest", he spoke, checking the temperature of the milk on his wrist before pulling the sling out, holding your daughter on his arms and against his naked chest, her lips immediately meeting the bottle to drink.

You woke up to your oldest daughter on your bed, latched to your side as you rolled over to face her, "hey, mummy", she smiled, "I've been waiting for you to be awake", she smiled, "Good morning, Addy", you smiled back, "did daddy sneak you up here or did you do it on your own?", you nudged.

"Daddy said I could come up here if I didn't disturb you. He said you needed to sleep", she admitted, "I didn't wake you up, did I? I promised daddy and Margot I wouldn't!", she worried.

"No, love, you didn't. Mummy needs to pump milk out and to use the bathroom", you told her, getting up after kissing her forehead and using the ensuite before you both headed downstairs.

The sight was one to see. Margot was fast asleep on Lance's chest, also sleeping, and a lavender blanket on top of the baby, the very similar pouting lips making you coo, "I'm going to join them gently", Addalynn said as she sat on the sofa, cuddling up to her father's side as Lance, out of instinct, pit his arm around her to pull her closer. Snapping a quick picture of the moment, you went to the kitchen to start your milk pump, grabbing a snack while you finished up breakfast, noticing a few ingredients on the counter already and taking it from there.

"I was going to do that", Lance said once you placed the tray on the coffee table, Addalynn digging into her porridge straight away, "you let me sleep, and then I let you sleep", you smiled, "team work makes the dream work", you concluded as you sat down next to them, Addalynn's hand mindlessly finding the leg of your pyjama pants and holding onto it, wanting to keep you close while she watched Bluey on the TV.

"This isn't a dream I want to wake up from, I'm very content right here", your husband whispered, kissing your lips as Margot stirred in her sleep.

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[amelia-sturniolo3]

Miserable

My past week has been terrible. Everything went to straight shit after the party last weekend.

One week I've been lying in my bed

One week of laying in my bed, thinking about him.

Him....him is Chris

One week ago i was the happiest i thought i could have ever be. But that's the key word

Thought

But its 4 months exactly that my life completely changed, its like happiness turned its back on me to make my favorite person in life make me want to end it all.

Chris was my favorite person ever. He was so many things to me, he had my whole heart in his hands, but it's like he really did have my heart in his hands and squeezed his hands shut at full force. Chris was my best friend, my boyfriend, the person i thought i would spend the rest of my life with....but i guess not.

3 months ago me and chris got invited to a party, i loved going to party's. So there we were walking into the party, as we walked in the influencers house, i was met with a heavy wiff of weed and alcohol. He met with some friends and I left his side for a while to hang out with mine.

"Chris, I'm going to look for some friends but I'll see you in a bit." I slightly shouted over the music being blasted.

"Okay, please be careful." And with that you walked away to search for your friends.

That brings us to about an hour and a half later, you were almost drunk but not enough to be unaware of anything. You were only saying some weird things from the alcohol you have been drinking.

You have left your friends in search for chris. You walk to the kitchen. Nope. Living room. No. Then to where he was with his friends before, the couch sitting on the outside porch.

You look your eyes around for a bit but you don't see him but you see one of his friends from before.

"Hey, have you seen chris?" You ask with a worried expression on your face.

"Umm yea, he is right there." He says pointing at the 2 people you saw making out on the couch when you first walked out.

You looked over and saw the back if a fluffy brown haired man who looks like chris with a girl you have never seen before. You start to look closer and realize that is chris.

You drop the red solo cup filled with beer in your hand, when it hits the floor chris and the girl stop kissing.

Chris pov (2 minutes before you walked outside)

I am extremely drunk right now. I thought to myself

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see a really pretty girl.

"Hey your really cute" she said really straight forward

"Um thanks you too" I said to her

In the span of twenty seconds we were already making out.

During me and this random girls make out i heard a smack of plastic hitting the ground. We stop and i open my eyes to see something that made my heart stop.

Y/n pov

When my cup hit the ground chris looked up and saw me. I didnt even realize i had tears streaming down my face.

Chris' face looked like he just seen a ghost when he was me.

I couldn't stand to be there for any longer. See him with another girl.

So, I ran.

I ran as fast as i could. While running out of the house I heard chris trailing behind me calling out my name.

I made it to the sidewalk outside the house before i felt a familiar hand grasp ahold of me. i dont turn around because I already know who it is.

"Y/n, please just listen" I heard chris pleading for me to listen

"No chris. Stop. You listen. You completely just humiliated me infront of every person in there. I thought you loved me..." I say but whispering at the last part.

I just wanted to go home. Laying my bed. Under the covers. And cry. Cry until i couldn't anymore.

"No no no no i do love you i love you with my whole heart. I dont know what i was thinking in there kissing that other girl-" Chris got cut off by me pushing him away from me.

"Chris I don't wanna here your excuses! We are done!" And that leads us to now. Laying in my bed, miserable.

should i make a part 2? -A (:

[minheelovelee]

Heya, can I request the nsfw a-z for Yuma/&team, Heeseung and Sunoo both Enhypen? Ty 💖

Can I be the ❄️ anon

hi anon! ofc you can be snowflake! welcome to my little anon family :))) thanks for requesting, doing yuma today :P he's so interesting and very naughty. also i’m doing this wiff an edible in my system. wish me luck.

yuma nsfw a-z

warnings: nsfw :) slight cnc. slight noncon.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- he's so lazy. he'll fuck you stupid for hours. after he cums for the last time, he’s done done. you’re better off cleaning up in the morning, because he’s already hanging off your neck and snoring in your ear.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

-i wouldn't say this is his favorite part, but his mouth. he's always leaving trails of marks in hidden areas. he's moved past the desire for leaving hickies. you'll find his signature bite marks in places no one else can see.

- bewbs. anything he can do concerning your rack, he’s so down for.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- inside. he’ll beg for it if you ask. any hole will do.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- yuma is so naughty. that’s the best word to describe him. he’s very sneaky with his exhibitionism. most of the time, people won’t catch on to whatever foul acts he’s engaging in right under their noses. like how he fucks you in the same room as euijoo. or when he grinds on you while they talk about important subjects. how about every time he’s made you cum on his leg during a movie night.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

- he’s watched so much porn oh my god. everything under the sun. he’s new to the whole sex thing, but he’ll tell you he’s got year of experience under his belt. you’ll be able to tell he’s lying, when he cums after seven thrusts.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

- spooning. reaching around to feel your tits is his fav thing. he likes when you spoon him too. jerking him off or fucking him deep.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

- he’s a silly boy. when he’s feeling softer, he’s always smilin’ at you and giggling about something. definitely the type to giggle into kisses. or while he’s giving head. xoxo

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

- probably doesn’t shave. he doesn’t care to. if you tell him he doesn’t have to, he won’t.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

- he can be romantic, i’m sure. but he’s not really a romantic guy. he’s very intimate, though. getting as close as possible, and dedicating himself to his partner.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

- like every other day. multiple days in a row if he’s bored. he’s got a lot of extra, unspent energy that he channels into horniness.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- somnophilia: oh he’s obsessed. him sneaking into the room after work. getting his partners little hole nice and wet with spit. bullying his cock past the tight rim. wiping away tears as his baby starts to cry. love it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

- bathroom/bedroom. he likes to leave the doors unlocked/ajar and give you a false sense of safety. he thinks it’s funny when people walk in. the blush it leaves on your face fuels his humiliation kink.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

- the word “no”. he’s just going to sweet talk you into changing your mind. the word means nothing to him. it’s just a trigger word that makes him hard.

- desperation. he loves when you’re too desperate to make calculated movements. when the kissing is all tongue and teeth, the clothes don’t even need to come off. he loves it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- can’t say that i have an idea for this.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

- baby loves getting head :( he wants you gagging on his cock whenever possible. fucking your mouth >

- he’s really good at giving head. all positions. all holes. and eye contact.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

- he’s quite fast. he doesn’t hold back with his pace. his movements are rough too. but he’s a dancer, when he applies himself, his movements are so fluid and perfect.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- so down. when the urge presents itself, he acts on it. sex isn’t just for home.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

- he’s willing to take risks, even when it’s deemed as inappropriate to do so. public sex, but he’s choking you until you’re dizzy. bath sex, but he’s making you suck his cock under the water.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

- unreasonably long. his needs are high.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

- oh of course. he has a fleshlight to fuck when he needs a hole. he probably has some vibrator to fuck himself with. he’s likes blindfolds too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

-he’s super naughty and a big tease. he only gives you enough please to feel a little nice. then he takes whatever he wants. you have to beg to feel good.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- whiny and annoying. it’s impossible to have sex without his roommates hearing. he got over the teasing after the first few times. they’ve been catching him getting off for years. he doesn’t keep his mouth shut. he makes really cute throaty sounds. you can’t blame him for letting everyone hear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

- this friend is so kind. he’s used you as a model to show his friends what sex looks like. he knows they’re inexperienced and lacking skill. he’ll teach them a thing or two while using your body. that time he let nico practice his oral technique on you. or when he had jo fuck your ass to practice lasting longer.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

- like 4-5 inches. if he had 5.5 i’d be pleasantly surprised.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- if you’re here, you know.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

- 7 minutes maximum. 3 minutes minimum. he’s a tired boy let him sleep. when he fucked you until he buried his cum deep inside you, then went to eat you out… then fell asleep on your pussy. whoops.

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