#the kiss caught me so off gaurd

[just-null]

Hello! I wrote a Noritoshi × Gender Neutral Reader, needless to say i just think that you might enjoy it as it's inspired from some of your art works.

—k4sh1m0

I READ IT. GYAH IT WAS SO FUCKING CUTE.. those specific type of fanfics where the reader is the one flustering the character is my absolute SHIT.

[sweet1delusi0ns]

Class 1A boys getting a surprise kiss──☆*:・ﾟ

MHA/fem!reader

Characters: Izuku, katsuki, Shoto, Tenya, Eijirou, Denki, Sero, Tokoyami, Aoyama, Ojiro, Sato, Shoji, Koji!

IZUKU~

Surprising him scares him so much (poor guy) he either flinches back or starts instantly blushing. You come up behind him as quiet as can be and give him a little kiss on the cheek he will flip!

“aaAHHHHH- oh… h-hey y/n…your scared me…” “aw sorry I just wanted to give you a kiss~” “dont sneak up on me y/n! Your gunna get thrown threw a wall-” “Aw I just wanted to show you lovee!” “Warn me next time!” The whole time he was reddd~

KATSUKI~

Bro thinks he’s so cool trying to tease you with sneak kissed but the second you do it back to him it’s suddenly ‘not funny anymore’. So whenever you surprise kiss him he pushes you off and huffs like a baby

“Surprise~” “UGH WHAT ARE Y-YOU DOING!!” “Aw why so mad?” “ITS NOT FUNNY STOP IT!” He covered his face with one hand because he knows he’s turning red “aw my suki likes kissed! Mwa mwa mwaaa” “STOP!!”

SHOTO~

He doesn’t understand that he deserves kisses, especially when he didn’t do anything to ‘deserve’ the kiss. So when you surprise kiss him he is confused as he Is flustered

“W…what was that for?” “I can’t give you a kiss?” “Uhm I guess you can but I didn’t do anything-” “you don’t need too! I just wanted a kiss” “really? Well thank you…may I have another? For free?” “heh yes for free~"

TENYA~

He wants to be “cool” so bad but he can’t with you~ so whenever you give him a sneaky kiss he’s just like “stopppp :>” and either runs away or covers his face with both hands (yk how he does)

“What was that…” “uhm a kiss?” “Oh!…whatever….” “…” “heheheheehehehehe” “uh?” He just covers his face and wiggles like a weirdo- “hehe she kissed mee”

EIJIROU~

Wants to act cool and kinda does? Whenever you sneak kiss him he does it back to make it seem like not a big deal but flaunts it to his friends later~

“Aw thanks y/n! Mwa” “your so cute~!” You smother his face in kisses which he did not mind!! “T-thank you…a-again-“ “anything for youuu” 10 minutes later: “YOU GUYS SHE KISSED LIKE EVERY INCH OF MY FACE?!”

DENKI~

Yk that stupid Face he does when he short circuits, yeah he makes that face intentionally when you scare him with a kiss on the cheek. He jumps, maybe yelps a little then he realizes it’s you and makes that stupid face-

“AUH!” “It’s me…?” “Oh…. (-ヮ-)” “don’t ever make that face at me again what-” “sorry! You just caught me off gaurd!” “You just want another kiss huh?” “Yes.” “Fine but that face is not cute”

SERO~

The only time it ever really gets to him is if it’s in public!! So when you sneak up on him and give him a kiss when he’s with his friends he will get so flustered and pushes you away while looking at the ground~

“Mwaa hey babe” “Y/N?!” “What?” He pushes you out of ear shot from his friends “d-dont do that infront of my friends! It’s embarrassing!” “Is being kissed embarrassing or is you being red embarrassing?” “Shut up.” He walks back to his friends acting like you didn’t exist . Later when you give him the silent treatment for ignoring you he won’t leave you alone till he gets another kiss

TOKOYAMI~

Most of the time dark shadow snitches on you before you even get to him, but the few times you sneak past him is so cute! When you startle him with a cheek kiss he jump and his feathers puff out in fear. Then acts like he wasn’t scared at all

“No need to puff up it was just a kiss?” “Uh? Puff up I don’t know what you mean.” “Your feathers are puffed out? Ohhh you got scared!!” “Not possible!” “Deny it all you want!…you are really fluffy though” “stop!” He turns his back to you so he can be flustered in peace

AOYAMA~

Stuck up little shit. But you know it’s all in good fun, he does love you but sometimes you think he loves himself a little more which he doesn’t (off character ik, it’s a HC ok!) so mostly when you surprise kiss him he just makes it abt him-

“Aw y/n~ id Kiss me every second of the day too!” “Uh-” “I am so awfully dazzling I couldn’t resist either~” “ok no more kisses for you.” “WAIT WHAT NO?”

OJIRO~

Smart boy so he has made it a habit of keeping his tail circled around him so he can feel your footsteps through the floor, or trip you (LOL) so the only way you can get him is when he is sitting. He thinks he’s safe when he’s sitting but he isn’t

You creep up behind him and grab his shoulder, you pull your head around his and give him a very aggressive kiss! “GOTCHAA” “y/n that’s not fair I wasn’t ready for that!” “It is so fair, I get to kiss you, and you get a kiss from me! Fair!” “Ugh! Next time warn me! So I can trip you” “what?”

SATO~

Big boy! He isn’t scared of surprise kisses at all, shockingly he is one of the few who don’t even flinch at all. So you just jump on his back randomly and smother his cheeks with kisses!

“Sneak attack! Mwa mwaaa MWAAA” “y/n~ stop!” “Why???” “Cuz i want a real one!” He points to his lips and you gave him a soft smooch there too! He also likes it when you squish is face when kissing himm

SHOJI~

Another one who doesn’t get scared, just really shy. You have seen him without a mask but he is still a little insecure about it (writing abt that later😍). So when you pull his mask down and kiss his lips he hides away sometimes~

“Shoji?” “Yes love?” You pull his mask down to give him a soft kiss on his lip before pulling it back up to not make him uncomfortable. He broke “that’s all~” “one moment…” he just crouches to the ground to hide for a second to think of a plan. When he’s done hiding he comes back up and kisses you back with rosy cheeks!

KOJI~

Just don’t, he will die, From being scared and or flustered. You have to warn him no matter what! So it normally goes like this

“Hey koji” “um…yes?” He only talks in private or if it’s important! “Im warning you, I’m gunna kiss you” “…hu-” smooch “there!…you gunna be ok?” He collapses to the ground hiding in his knees which are against his chest “mhm…” “your so cute~” “*squealing noise*”

Not proooooof readdddd cuz I’m lazyyyy😍

Literally gunna write class 1B next they need more love cuz they such cutiesss

[wysteria-bloom]

↪" you amaze me "

Bg3 x reader

Giving them a surprise kiss

Warnings : suggestive on Halsin's part... Spoilers for bg3 (duh).

Genre : fluff

A/n : I have 367 hours in this game so I believe that I am worthy enough to write for these characters I love so very much. I am extremely open to requests for bg3 please send me all the stuff you want to see! I'm not gonna include minsc and jaehira for obvious reasons.

Characters : halsin, astarion, wyll, gale, gortash, rolan, raphael

▢ astarion

Leans into the kiss almost immediately. Its usually how he responds to any affection coming from you. Rests a gentle hand on your arm as he deepens the kiss with a pleased little smile on his lips.

When you break from the kiss, still has the smile on his lips, his eyes looking down at you softly, " can't get enough of me, darling?" He cooed out teasingly, a giddiness to him that wasn't there a few minutes ago.

You nip his jaw," stop getting cocky. I caught you off-gaurd, admit it."

He gasped in offence," and here I thought my beautiful partner was merely expressing how much they loved me." Shaking his head at you with an exagerrated pout," shame on you."

"... That's a 'yes'." You smirked.

"Oh shut up," pulls you into another kiss full of laughter.

▢ gale

Blinks for a good 5 seconds before finally responding to the kiss in full, hand curling through your hair to cup the back of your head. A wistful sigh blows through his nose as he leans into the kiss more.

When you pull away, he still holds your head. You smile happily at him," Hello, love." You greet cutely.

Sends you a bashful little smile, pressing his forehead to yours," Well... hello to you too."

"Were you surprised?"

"Oh-hoh?" He grinned with amusement," there was a goal behind all this?"

You tilt your head from side to side," eh... I did have one. But I also just wanted to kiss my handsome husband."

Clears his throat, cheeks warming," Oh, well consider me th..thoroughly surprised, then."

▢ wyll

It only takes him a second to respond to your kiss, cupping both sides of your face so gently and rubbing a thumb across your jawline. A small happy hum falls from his lips as he's kissing you.

When pulling away, his lips chase after yours, giving you a final little peck," You amaze me. Everytime." He breathed out, always has something cheesy to say after every kiss but it never fails to make your heart stutter.

You huff," You're impossible to surprise, yknow? You're too smooth."

He laughs," will it make you feel better if I said you gave me butterflies?"

A hum and then a smile you nodded to him," I believe that's substantial. However, you need to pay for your indiscretions with a kiss."

"Whatever will I do?" Wyll leans down, nose pressing against yours," I have no choice but to give in, hm?"

"No choice." You agreed, hands moving to his waist as he cups your face.

He presses his lips to yours excitedly.

▢ gortash

He's doing some paperwork when you give him a little kiss on the cheek. Not reacting at first, he finished his signature before looking up at you, a softness to his eyes," Can I help you?"

You merely give him an innocent smile," just reminding you that I love you."

He blinks for a moment before he hums, a slow grin reaching his lips," I see.." He places a hand to your hip, rubbing it slowly with a thumb," Well, I fear I need another reminder then, my dear."

"Greedy," You cooed out before pressing a proper kiss to his lips.

▢ raphael

Is certainly shocked for a split second. He was only telling you about a recent poem he had read and enjoyed.

He cups the back of your neck with his clawed hand, deepening the kiss with huff of amusement. Before breaking the kiss he nips at your bottom lip with his sharp teeth," It's rude to interrupt."

You hum, pressing another kiss to his jaw," You're too endearing when you talk about your poems." You reply honestly.

"Oh good, I was afraid I was boring you." No, he wasn't. He knew how engaged you got in his little speils. That was endearing.

"You could never." He drags you into another kiss with a lot more flames stoked beneath it.

▢ halsin

A low hum of surprise and then a slow smile reaches his lips. His large hands rest on your waist as he deepens this kiss, feeling heat build between the two of you the more passionate it grows.

When you pull away from eachother there's a trail of saliva left between your lips. His eyes are a lot darker now, a yellow shine to them," is there something you need, my heart?" He questioned with that low tone of his.

"Just you."

Pins you to a nearby tree and kisses your neck," that I'll give you in abundance."

▢ rolan

Was in the middle of complaining to you about how you put a book in the wrong place. He had that cute little frown on his face, the grouchy furrow to his brows and the agitated swish of his tail.

You just couldn't help yourself. Leaning forwards, you caught his lips with yours, making him shut up completely. He stared down at you with wide eyes before he moans a little and leans into the kiss.

His tail curls around your leg, dragging you closer to him as he leaned back against the bookcase behind him.

When you pulled away for a breath, he still had his eyes closed for a good five seconds.

Looks into your eyes for a moment before he cups your jaw," you can't kiss your way through an argument." He huffs out.

"I just did."

"Did you? What if I'm still mad at you?"

You grinned at him," Your tail says otherwise, love."

He scoffed and tried to frown but his lips kept twitching," You're impossible." Pulls you into a more heated kiss, arms wrapping around you protectively.

[taro-bae]

♡Forehead Kisses!

☆──── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────☆ TWST (First Years)

Summary: you decide to give them a kiss on their forehead

Character: First Years

Notes: reader not specified could be yuu or oc. Ortho is strictly platonic

Cw: gender neutral reader, fluff, pining

Deuce Spade

Deuce.exe has stopped working.

Any affection sends this boy into a different dimension. He will be blushing and flustered at your gesture, especially if it was completely out of the blue. He loves it but won't be able to form a sentence stuttering himself into futher embarrassment. "Wait...why did you?!.....c-can you do it again?" He'll get used to it eventually. He loves it when you give him forehead kisses as a congratulations or a reward for doing well in his studies. It almost feels motherly, he needs that support and appreciation. However please give him a warning before hand, his heart can't take it. Out of all the first year's he loves forehead kisses the most.

Ace Trappola

You kissed his forehead unexpectedly. He keeps his usual expression a smug smirk formed on his lips with a teasing expression. Inside he is caught off gaurd, his heart is beating pretty loud he's hoping you don't hear it. He's a bit of an asshole, he's the type to go "my lips are lower, babe" and tease you relentlessly as his hands trail to your waist and down your hips. You give him a kiss on the forehead he'll try run a mile with it trying to get more out of it. He loves being a jerk to you using anything you do against you. He'll also have the audacity to call you cheesy.

Jack Howl

If you look close you might just see that tail wagging like crazy. He tries to stay serious and focused but his body is giving him away, the way his ears twitch and tail expresses all his emotions. When you do kiss his forehead he subtly leans into it, even leans down if you're shorter than him. He's trying to remain calm and stoic, but he loves the affection. He gives you a small nod with a "...thank you", if you look close you can see small pigment on his tan skin. Do it if he wins a track race he loves it he just won't say it outloud.

Epel Felmier

Epel prefers 'proper kisses', hes conflicted with the small childish lovey-dovey gestures it challenges his sense of masculinity. When you kiss his forehead he'll deny that he likes it trying to stay manly. He wants to be treated like the man he wants to be for you, and wants to be the one doing it to you. It makes him feel small and vulnerable, especially if you are taller than him. But he does enjoy them, kisses on the forehead make him crumble, put your hands on the side of his cheeks he'll melt into your touch. He tries to stay as manly as he can muttering a "that's...nice" hoping you'll do it again. Please do it after a spelldrive tournament, he needs his reward kiss.

Sebek Zigbolt

One effective way to shut him up. When your lips make contact with the skin on his forehead he freezes up feeling a jolt of electricity run through his body. Whatever he was yelling about before is occupied by a few seconds of silence as he tries to process what happened. His eyebrows are frowned with his face turning red. He swallows a lump in his throat trying to stay composed. "Don't....distract me...human", he tries to stay serious if he's infront of Malleus. In private he is praying you'll kiss his forehead again.

Ortho

He's like a baby brother to you! Ortho sees you as an older sibling, especially if you are close with Idia. He loves the affection, a kiss on the forehead feels so parental and caring. He will ask you to play with him and that he loves your attention. "Thank you, that feels nice! Could I have some more affection?" He's a cutie!

Ortho is strictly platonic don't romanticise him.

For any requests, bear with me I'm working on them ♡

[nanaslutt]

gojo's first time meeting you and instantly noticing your freckles. like nothing other than your freckles, not even the clothes you're wearing rn or your hair or eyes.

freckles.

and im absolutely sure geto would be so fed up with gojo ranting about how he wants to kiss every single one of them.

oh my god this is so cute???????? this reminds me of gojos cannon reaction to seeing geto for the first time and thinking “bangs” lol

contains: fem transfer student!reader, 3rd year satosugu, geto choosing to stay at jujutsu tech au, the boys are both 19 here, Geto has morals, gojo uhhhhhh, crackkk, fluff, perv!gojo, masturbation, caught masturbating, fantasizing

note: the toji fic will b posted later tonight or tmrw morn :p

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Freckles………

If you looked close enough you might be able to see the white orbs floating around Gojo’s head,

“Uhhh, sorry is there something on my face” you spoke up when he didn’t say anything after you introduced yourself.

Satoru getting jolted out of his trance when suguru landed a mean smack on the back of his head, pouting at his dark haired bestfriend.

“Sorry about him,” geto apologized on his behalf, “he can be quite oblivious to how his actions affect other people.” suguru grit behind his teeth, looking out the corner of his eye to see satoru shooting daggers at him.

“Asshole…” the white haired man mumbled under his breath, looking up from under his white lashes, gaze set back on your face, watching you rub the back of your neck, saying something to geto.

Words leaving your mouth sounding muffled as his gaze dropped to your neck, noticing that the brown spots trailed further and further down the length of your neck, even traveling under the collar of your shirt, where the cloth obstructed his view.

Lip twitching up breifly at his annoyance, wanting to see just how far the freckles really went.

“Right satoru?” Suguru laughed, both of you directing your attention to the albino, “god da-“ smacking him harder once more on the back of his head, sending him his body curling in on himself on the ground and groaning, “manners satoru jesus christ.” suguru smacks a heavy hand over his face at gojos antics.

—

Gojo let his head fall of the edge of sugurus bed, silky hair falling around his ears, suguru laying against the headboard, flipping through some magazine, sugurus low-fi playlist playing softly in the backround.

“God….did you see how her frek-“ Geto swiftly cutting him off by kicking his foot into his shin, “satoru i swear to god if you say one more thing about her fucking freckles i’m going to cut out your tongue.” he spat, not looking up from his magazine.

For days after your first meeting he would not shut up about how cute he found your freckles.

Learning when you wore a skimpy tank top when sparing with shoko, that the cute spots not only covered your pretty face, but your arms and hands too.

Watching the light hit your skin as your body moved swiftly, shirt lifting when you flipped and twisted yourself, seeing the freckles and moles scattered across your tummy.

Shirt barely having lifted for a couple milliseconds, but he didn’t have good eyesight for nothing. Gojo quickly memorizing the placement of the dots and engraving it in his brain.

Brain practically short circuiting when the sun was beating down on the school a little too how one day, meaning he got to see you in shorts.

short, skimpy, tight, shorts.

It was like you wanted him to look, leaning over the counter, knees perched on the stool and elbows on the counter, cradling your soft cheeks in your hands as you spoke to shoko over the table.

Twisting your hips on the swivel stool, making the fabric of your shorts raise, letting him see even more brown spots on the insides of your thighs from his place on the couch behind you.

“torruuu,” geto caught him off gaurd, whispering into the shell of his ear, “quit bein a fucking perv.” turning to look at the not so friendly looking smile plastered on the dark haired mans face. ugh. buzzkill.

Taking them back to the present, “I know I knowww, you hate beauty we get it..” gojo drawled, sticking his tongue out and rolling his eyes. Lucky the bed blocked geto’s view of gojo’s face from here, as he probably would’ve hit him.

“I just cannot stop thinking about kissing her cute little face, maybe her neck..” pausing for a second, getting too absolved in his words, “below her neck…” he whispered.

“Satoru, stop telling me about your perverted fantasies about our new classmate, please.” letting the magazine drop into his lap as he finally let himself look down at the man.

Geto quickly noticing the extremely obvious tent in his pants. “You have 2 seconds to get you and your boner off my bed or your not gonna like it.” geto growled.

Gojo let his body slide of the bed backwards headfirst into the hardwood floor. “You hate meeeee,” he dragged out his words dramatically, “You hate my happinesssss” he continued, geto closing his eyes and shook his head, feeling a headache come on at his antics.

“I hate your penis.” Geto corrected. “She has a mind of her own, it’s not my faul,” gojo defended, sprawling his limbs out on the floor.

“Did you just refer to your dick as ‘she’?” Geto asked, needing to clarify the insanity gojo was spouting, leaning over the end of his bed to get a better look at the white haired freak.

“Well yeah,” he stated like it was obvious, “cant be a ‘him’, that would be gay.”

Geto blinked at him, glancing at the ceiling to center himself before he looked back at the man on the floor. Leaning back out of view, he picked up the magazine, throwing it straight at gojos crotch. Of course now of all times when geto decided to assault him, he had his infinity on.

“Oh that would’ve hurt so bad,” gojo closed his lanky legs together, covering his crotch with his hands. “I cant believe you really went for my nads.” gojo bit his lip in offense, faux crying at getos meaness.

Geto just rolled his eyes in response, flopping back into the bed, folding his hands over his chest as he was left entertain-less.

—

When the two of you finally exchanged numbers, he used the opportunity to ask to take a picture together; for your profile picture of course!

Definitely not because he wanted to stare at the picture by himself for hours; pinching the screen between his fingers, zooming in and out of on the photo as he now could really map out each and every one of your freckles.

Blushing when his brain compared them to the constellations, how romantic he thought.

What happened next was… less romantic.

Phone laid out on the bed underneath him while his hand laid next to it, bracing himself as he hovered above it, other hand rapidly stroking his cock.

Staring into your eyes unabashedly, no geto around to tell him off as he engraved whatever piece of your face he wanted into his brain permanently.

Squeezing over the tip when he looked at how big his hand looked compared to your shoulder, palm resting on it in the photo.

Twitching at the mole placed perfectly on your cleavage, getting a great view of the crack between your breasts from the high angle he held the phone at. Mentally patting himself on the back for that.

He had zoomed in onto your half of the photo, not wanting to look at himself while he masturbated.

Mouth watering with the urge to press his lips against every single one of your freckles. Imagining you giggling and blushing while he tickled your face with his soft lips making him dizzy.

Gojo imagined your hand instead of his, wrapped tightly around his cock. He imagined pressing his length against your plush lips, rubbing the tip over them, feeling your tongue dart out and lick his tip.

Groaning out your name when he came, abs clenching when ropes of cum spurted out of his dick, and all over the sheets underneath him.

Grimacing when he watched some of it land on his phone screen; disgust being slightly overpowered by how erotic your pixelated face looked with his cum decorating it.

“Satoru did you take my charger again? Swear i’m gonna kill you-“ Suguru cut himself short when he slid satoru’s door open, taking in the scene in front of him.

Geto wasn’t able to fully see his phone, but he knew full well what his jerk off material was.

Satoru gave him a dopey grin, practically seeing smoke emit from atop getos head as he slammed the door shut, kicking his foot against the wood and yelling out, “cant believe i’m best friends with such a pervert!” down the hallway, voice getting quieter the further he got away from gojos room.

Satoru didn’t care though, gazing back at his phone, picking it up in his palm before using his thumb to smear the cum over your smiling lips lewdly.

He absolutely needed to get his hands on you, and he would make sure he did.

[keerysfreckles]

cheer up baby — LN4

pairing: lando norris x gn!reader

summary: when lando comes home to his partner, he wants to do nothing but take care of you.

warnings: pretty short, i just dont have the ideas for a plot to make a longer fic 😞😞

a/n: LANDO P2 IN IMOLA IM SCREAMING HE'S GONNA WIN IN MONACO TRUST 🙏🙏

masterlist !

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the minute you woke up you could feel it. the pounding headache starting to form. the slight scratch in your throat after swallowing. the sniffle echoing in your empty bedroom.

you took your temperature anyways, and groaned after seeing the red numbers, 102.1.

you didn't remember how you could've gotten sick, but that didn't matter anymore as your brain felt like it was going to explode.

in the matter of seconds your headache had gotten worse, making you groan again. you rummaged through your bathroom cabinet until you found a small pack of pills for a fever and cold. you swallowed them dry before shuffling back to your bed.

as soon as you felt your eyes fully close and the silence around you become comforting, the front door lock started rattling.

shit, you thought. suddenly remembering your boyfriend texting you late last night that he was on the plane back to monaco, after his victory in miami.

lando looks around the quiet apartment leaving his things by the door before his feet carry him through the kitchen and living room.

"love?" he calls out. he was sure you'd still be home when he landed.

"in here lan," you sit up slightly, watching lando open the bedroom door. however the smile instantly falls from his face.

"hey, what happened?" he notices your red nose and congested voice.

"i have a fever," you explain while wrapping the white comforter around you, "so don't even think about coming near me. i don't want you getting sick."

lando just smirked while sitting on the edge of the bed. "what if i wanted to get sick?"

"why would you want to get sick?"

"just to be with you," he shares a dorky smile with you, one you can't help but giggle at.

"can i get you anything?" he asks sincerely, placing his hand over your blanket covered ankle to rub his thumb over the material.

you thought for a moment before responding, "can i just have a hug?"

lando smiles again, a small blush covering his cheeks. "i thought you said i couldn't come near you?" he leans forward anyway.

you wrap your arms loosely around his neck, as his come around to rub your lower back.

"well that was past me, who was an idiot," you mumble after resting your head on his shoulder.

lando chuckles, before kissing the top of your head. your eyebrows furrow when he moves away from you, only to hold his hands open in front of him.

you put your hands in his, regardless of how confused you are.

"we're going to have a very relaxing movie day, yeah? you can pick all your favorites while i run to the store and get snacks and drinks."

you laugh at his eagerness, as he's practically dragging you to the sofa.

"lan, we have food here," you laugh more at your caring boyfriend rushing back to your bedroom, only to come back with one of his hoodies.

you silently put it on, watching him grab his car keys and a hat.

he hands you the remote before kissing your cheek.

"i'll be right back love, just call me if you want anything specific."

before he can leave the living room, your hand grabs his wrist. he turns, slightly caught off gaurd at your action. your hand runs down slightly to hold onto his, and you look up at the green eyes you fell in love with two years ago.

"i love you," your voice fills his ears, and a smile breaks out on his face once more.

"and i love you," he leans forward to place another kiss on the top of your head, before finally leaving to the store.

[thedevilsoftruth]

♡-Sea of Sin-♡

Gyomei Himejima x F! reader

After a long night of Gyomei blessing you with overstimulation with just his tongue and fingers, you finally ask him for his cock and catch him off gaurd by a request to not go easy on you.

Warning: Smut!!! Pwp? Unprotected sex, overstimulation, piv, oral and vaginal fingering ( f ) not beta read, sorry!

Song recommended: Sea of Sin by Depeche Mode

Minors dni! I am not responsible for what you find on the internet.

Gentle, large hands were grasping your shaking thighs, holding them wide open as your husband drank the honey from your hive.

He'd been going for hours. How many times had you come? Neither of you knew, but what you did know is that your husband had been satisfying you in ways you could never imagine. Your tiny fingers were curled in his short, black hair, encouraging him to go harder. And harder he did, his three thick fingers pumping in and out of your well-used cunt as he sucked at your oversensitive clit.

A loud, lewd mewl left your mouth as he curled his fingers against your g-spot. He hummed against your clit, sending shockwaves of ecstasy to shake through your body. Your back arched off the futon you shared and your eyes fluttered shut.

" Gyo... fuck! D-dont stop, baby. "

" Don't plan in it. "

His tongue swiped up and down your dripping folds, his thick fingers stretching you open, preparing you for his cock. He sucked at your tiny clit, and you moaned loudly, a chant of his name leaving your puffy lips like a fucking prayer. His fingers prodded and curled against that special spot he knew you needed him most repeatedly, your legs shaking in his strong hands as he drove you near that edge of ecstasy. You couldn't stop moaning, and you clung onto his hair for support as he feasted on you like a starved man.

" That's right, angel. Let me hear you. "

His words, soft and gentle and oh so encouraging, sent you right off the edge, and you came onto his fingers. Hot liquid dripped down your cunt, coating his fingers which he was still pumping into you to help you ride out your orgasm. After a few moments, he withdrew his fingers and lapped his greedy tongue against your cum-coated cunt.

" So good, "

You could feel him moaning against your sweet pussy, eating at you once more like he had been doing once more. And now, he finally felt that you were ready for his cock. He rose his head up, his hair disheveled, and his chin glistening with your essence. He leaned down to capture your lips in a hungry kiss, letting you taste yourself on his lips.

" Darling, may I make love to you? "

His voice was so sweet, so innocent despite everything he was doing to you. You whispered a soft yes, granting him your consent. He urgently, almost immediately started taking off his belt the second he heard your words. The sight was amazing. Your tall, muscular husband sitting upright as he straddled your waist, taking his white belt out of the loops of his pants. He wasted no time stripping himself of his clothes completely.

He made his way back up to your face, kissing you gently as the thick head of his cock prodded against your entrance. Your fingers clawed at his shoulders as he slowly, painfully entered you.

" My love, " he grunted. " I don't think I can be gentle tonight. "

You winced at the slight sting of your cunt being stretched wide, your face scrunching up in pain as he sank into you. You looked at him and placed your hand on his cheek, a low hiss leaving your lips.

" What... what if I didn't want you to be gentle? "

His mouth fell open. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyebrows raised in shock.

" My love, what if-- "

" I can take it! "

You were so desperate. Tonight had been different. Usually, you like going slow and sensual, but the way he had you severely overstimulated arose something inside you that wanted to try something different. Gyomei would normally reject you here, but he had been so caught off guard by your words that he wanted nothing more than to give you exactly what you wanted. After all, what kind of husband was he if he couldn't satisfy his wife in bed?

So, he smiled and he nodded his head.

" If that is what you wish, I am happy to oblige. "

And no words would describe how sinfully good the sensations of his cock being fully settled into you felt. Sure, it hurt, but after so many years of making love with him, it was a good kind of hurt. Especially in the scenario where there was no line between pain and pleasure. And your sweet cunt was so sensitive that any slight movement of his cock was able to send you spiraling.

He paused for a moment, allowing you to get used to his size before he slowly started rolling his hips against yours. Soft moans were already coming out of you, despite how small his movements were.

" Does that feel good, dear? "

Oh, his voice made your pussy fucking flutter. The way he was smiling at you, the softness of his voice, the feel of his cock inside you--it was all too much for you to bare. You wrapped your legs around his hips, bringing him deeper into you. The both of you moaned, and he braced his arms on either aide of your face, curling his fists into the sheets. He picked up the pace once he was confident he had you in a comfortable spot, his hips snapping against yours, his ears picking up on your soft, sweet noises.

He was giving you that smug look again, and he leaned his head down to burry into your neck. His lips grazed and pecked at the nape of your neck. His large hand trailed up to cup your breast fully, and you moaned loudly.

" I'll take that as a yes. How about I help escalate it, hmm? "

He grunted, pulling out fully only to just slam back in. And yes, it hurt. But he knew you could take it. He felt a little wrong for doing it, but how could he possibly feel bad when all of it felt so right? And you were fucking loving it, clawing at his shoulders and moaning his name loudly, your tight pussy clenching onto him for dear life.

If only he could see the sight before him. His lovely wife sweaty and needy as she clung onto him, her eyes rolling back and her puffy lips parting as her beautiful voice moaned his name.

But he could feel it, and oh, did he love it. He was convinced that nothing in the world could match up to the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of your warm slick. It only motivated him to give you the finest of satisfaction. So, he reached between your spread legs, and he pressed his thumb against your clit, the same way he had before. You cried out in pure euphoria, your legs shaking around his wide, thick hips.

His hungry lips pressed a trailed of hot, wet kisses from your neck to your jaw. He made his way up to your puffy lips and captured them in a passionate kiss. You felt like you couldn't breathe, your body consumed in pure ecstasy as he gave you exactly what he knew you needed.

He rolled his calloused thumb against your overstimulated, swollen clit in harsh circles, making you gasp against his lips and dig your nails further into his skin. His name left your lips like a prayer, and a small smile crept upon his mouth, his eyes fluttering shut and his cock burying deep into you, so deep until it hit that special spot inside you that he knew would drive you mad. You screeched out, your back arching off the futon and your hips bucking towards him.

" G-gy--o-oo-mei... Right there, yes, fuck. "

You were right on the edge of oblivion, and he had taken your desperate pleas as encouragement to go faster. His cock repeatedly kissed that special part of you, sliding in and out of you at a pace that he rarely fucked you at.

It was all too much for you, and he could tell you were getting towards your painful breaking point. He kissed your lips and intertwined his fingers with yours.

" Breathe, " He reminded.

" You're taking me so well. You're so close, I can feel it. C'mon angel. "

He was panting, but that smile that you loved so much never left his handsome face. Suddenly, he got a devious idea. He parted your legs further, and, in one singular swift move, he lifted your legs above his shoulders. You gasped at the sudden move, and his cock slid, painfully against your cervix.

You scratched at his forearms, your nails digging so deep into his skin that you were sure you would draw blood. He began to get worried.

" Is it too much, angel? We can stop at any moment. "

" I know, I know. But please don't stop, I'm almost there. "

Who was he to deny you?

" As you wish, my dear. "

He let his thumb press against your clit again, his cock working in unison to help you reach your peak. And he was feeling it too, that familiar sensation building up in his abdomen. He began to lose control, and his thick eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he fucked you into oblivion.

You both were panting uncontrollably, and a bead of sweat rolled down Gyomeis handsome pale face. He huffed out, you moaned, and he drove in and out of you harshly and quickly. In, and out. In, out.

" Darling, I'm about--to c-cum. Tell me, where can I? "

He was breathless. And you, you were gasping for air and begging for release.

" Inside. Please. "

It only took a few more thrusts of his hips and a few more strokes to your clit until you both came shattering down.

It was a rare moment. For both of you to release at the same time, and for Gyomei to finally be not constantly worrying about hurting you, was not something that happened at all.

Ropes of hot cum flooded your senses, and spurts of your own would drip down onto his greedy cock. He let your legs down so you could relax, and he kissed you deeply, keeping his cock buried deep inside you.

His muscular chest heaved up and down, and you wrapped your arms around his sweaty neck.

" I am sorry if I hurt you at all during that. How do you feel? " he asked once your lips departed and you were able to catch your breath. He ran his large thumb over your soft, hot cheek. You smiled.

" I haven't felt this great in a long time. Thank you, my love. "

The rest of the night would be spent with his hands giving you an amazing massage you so desperately needed after a long night of being tangled in his arms. He would occasionally whisper sweet nothings to you and would praise you for how well you took him. Just like he always did.

[twisted-king]

OOOO IDEA, how about the OB boys with a s/o who has an ESA (Emotional Support Animal) that they somehow convinced Crowley to allow them to have (because they literally need the animal). And the esa comforting them after their OB 🥺

Literally kissing you on the forehead rn.

Sorry about the exlusion of Jamil, idia and Malleus.

No ideas about Jamil, not sure how Idias would fit in... and Mal mal isnt finished

This is angstier than I thought it would be <3

TW: Panic attacks (Isolating + silent types), narcolepsy

Feel free to correct me if i got a certain experience wrong, I am a studying Psychology major so it would help me with my understanding of anything!

Remeber: ESAs and Service animals are different!

Overblot gang with an S/O with an ESA

First things first:

Lets say you're in second year, so you're dating the OB boys before the OB.

Going to keep the particular support need vauge, but it is panic related, reader is sensitive to loud noises and textures feeling wrong.

You 100% convinced crowley to let your ESA to stay with you because:

he is sooooo kind

you wouldn't let a poor defenseless panic-prone human in an ALL MAGIC BOYS SCHOOL alone would you????

Now with that out of the way:

Riddle Rosehearts

Animal: British Shorthair (cat)

I'm gonna call this cat Queenie

Riddle's Overblot wasn't really something you were ready for in any capacity.

Your usually kept together boyfriend was suddenly some... angry, monsterous thing.

This wasnt the Riddle that got you high quality noise cancelling headphones for unbirthday parties, the same Riddle who you spent so much time learning and growing with. Your dutiful boyfriend who was learning how harsh his punishments were with you...

That Riddle wasnt here right now.

Queenie circles you, nuzzling into your legs.

But its too late, you've shut down. Its hard to move, your heart feels like it doesnt have a beat but the hurt of an ever beating heart remains present.

Your breathing quickens, your knees buckle in from under you.

the dull thud of of your body hitting the slightly overgrown grass of heartslabyul is the last thing you hear as you slowly drown further into your panic.

Riddle, on the other hand, Just came to from his OB, staring at his dormmates worried and horrified faces. He feels weak, he knows what just happened, and he feels HORRIBLE....Oh god.

Are YOU okay??? where are you? Where is his S/O

That's when he spots you, your tear striken face, Queenie laying on top oof your chest, your hands shakily petting her back in sporadic, unrythmic strokes as her face snuggles further into your chest.

What has he done?

Riddle feels awful.

He promised to never be the cause of any panic for you. He wanted to be a safe space for you.

But his need for order seems to have taken over and ruined yet another important relationship in his life.

Despite his fatigue, he hesitantly appraches, keeping about 2 meters away from you. He knows you don't want anyone too close by right now.

When you show signs of calming down, He's there, silently and patiently sitting across from you.

"Do... do you want to talk about it..?"

You respond with a shake of your head.

He nods, you two remain in silence. One preparing for a potentially life-changing talk, the other rocking about as they cradle their cat

Leona Kingscholar

Animal: Corn Snake

His name is Zazu (shhhh)

Leona liked things quiet, and calm.

Thats what made you two work, at least according to him.

But, you knew and Malleus and Magift was a sore subject for him, you were kind of ready for his yearly temper, it caught you off gaurd last year, but this year you felt like you could really stand by his side!

Besides, a year in this hectic world with Zazu really helped stabilize your mood!

Until it wasn't.

A roaring stampede instead of a crowed, screams of terror instead of cheer, and your boyfriend, slowly turning your friend, Ruggie, into sand.

It was too much, too many shoves, too much noise, your friend almost died

You hold Zazu's little head gently, the soft, smooth texture of his scales your only vice as you duck under the bleachers of the magift stadium.

It's there and only there, all alone with your snake that you're able to break down and cry.

Leona groaned as he came to, he knew this was a stupid plan and a stupid decision. He could have just trained everyone properly, spend some actual time with you. He could have- Wait... where were you?

Despite his drained energy, he needed to know where you were. He put a hand up, stopping the chatter of his former victims, attemping to listen in for any sign of you.

He hears the soft mumbling of your attempts to talk to yourself

"Can't even trust em enough to tell me, I knew i should have stayed at home, this is why no one will accept yo-" hisssss

Okay, he had to do something

He rushes across the nearly empty stadium, suprising everyone (Except Ruggie maybe, he's kind of used to Leona)

"Herbivore?!" he stands outside the stands you're under

"I don't... I don't want to see you right now... I don't want you to see me."

"Babe- I... alright. Can I be with you right now?" "no." "I'm coming in anyway."

and he does.

He enters the darker space to find you huddled ong the ground, gripping onto your sleeve with one hand, the other coiled but zazu, who seems to lay still across your shoulders.

"I'll just be here." "Why?" you mumble "For you." he states

That makes you chuckle "You sap.."

Hisss <3

Azul Ashengrotto

Animal: Mop dog

Mop dog named Max...uh... Maxie

Okay so, unfortunately Azul did NOT like Maxie at first

But he got used to him because you two are a package deal

You knew Azul had insecurities, and his own...moments

You and Azul had a comfortable routine, you and him are both realtively particular, he needs a level of order in his life, and his comfort zone is very well kept. So you two kind of fell into a step.

Despite your realtive bliss spending most days in his office or the backrooms of the Lounge. You knew his business was his passion.

You also knew he tended to get a bit... ambitious.

You and Maxie knew to stay away during midterms, it was bound to get chaotic. And Azul gets kind of... gift-bomby around this time... it isn't the most comfortable.

Things typically died down a few days after midterms, so you decided to visit your boyfriend.

On the complete wrong day.

You took Maxie with you, ready to greet Azul after his busier week but instead you find...

Leona? with a pile of sand around him by Azul's vault... Oh no.

Maxie softly appraches a sullen Azul and nudges his leg with his paw.

Something seemed to snap because all of a sudden the sneaky yet loving Azul Ashengrotto you knew was... huge eight tentacles and crazed.

He shoves Maxie away, sending him to the ground (mind you, he's a pretty big dog)

He shoved your dog.

He's stealing things, he's refusing to be "worthless" "weak" "stupid and clumsy"

Everything you've always secretly felt you were... oh no...

Maxie rushes toward you.

You slowly place yourself on the ground.

You've fainted.

Azul comes to, he sees Ace, Deuce, the Prefect... Leona... and you? when did you get here? on the ground... Maxie gaurding your sleeping form.

He... overblotted.

How could he be so stupid?? everything seemed to be in pla e did he not count something or- WHY ARE YOU HERE?

Azul approaches you and Maxie, he dismisses the prefect and gang, solely focused on you.

Maxie opts to lie on top of you, promptly waking you up

"oof... what... what happended"

"I'm... so sorry" "Oh. right."

Maxie greets you with kisses, happily nudgeing your cheek accompanied by his happy barks. You sratch his head "I'm ok... down boy."

Azul apologetically stares at you, hesitant to say more.

You look up to him, sighing against Maxie. Your eyes narrowed "I thought we agreed." "I know I just... I can't help it." "Therapy." "I'll apply tomorrow afternoon, I promise."

Vil Schoenheit

Animal: Poodle

Her name is Georgette

Vil and Georgette get along realtively well. She doesn't shed, you keep her well groomed, and you're usually more on task with her around.

You like to joke that Vil reminds you of Georgette. He claims he is much more refined than your dog. She doesn't seem to like it much either.

He likes taking you out to set with him. He trusts you to behave and know's you feel safe both around him and whenever Georgette is around, he respects that.

Vil pets Georgette like an evil mastermind sometimes? So maybe that should have been a warning sign.

The VDC was fast approaching, Vil is under a lot of stress; he's been a harsh coach, his popularity stays at the same place consistently, he's FINALLY given the opportunity to beat Neige "once and for all"

VDC happens, you're helping the Prefect overlook how things are running. Overlooking the practices.

Vil does absoltely beautifully! and for once, Georgette agrees.

Neige does this old nursery song, and you're more than confident Vil will win.

You leave the prefect to handle the rest while you head to the stalls to buy a drink for Vil.

He deserves a treat after all <3

When you come back, everything seems fine but, the stadium is empty though...

And suddenly everything is falling around you

You take Georgette and quickly duck behind one of the seats.

Vil's distorted voice echoes throughout the stadium, you cannot quite see him but you see the giant MONSTER lurking behaind him.

When he comes to..

Vil is downright ashamed. He knows trying to poison someone is wrong. He knows he doesn't get to decide whether or not someone lives... Especially not for a glorified popularity contest.

And that's when he spots Georgette's thankfully obnoxiously large bow peeking out from behind one of the seats.

That is when he knows he has to check in on you. You are never far from Georgette.

"Darling? Meine Geliebte, are you alright.." You're huddled with your poodle. Rubble is strewn about around you. Your eyes remain shut as you mutter to yourself.

"It's ok, it's fine. you're safe. I-it's okay.." Georgette's fur is soft, you continue to trace little patterns into her well groomed coat.

Vil sighs to himself, relived you're at least ok, but he's worried. You have Georgette for a reason, and he knows just how much progress you've made to gain the confidence to live your daily life and he may have just destroyed that.

He remains by your side

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Beginning to learn

Adar x reader

Uruk and mortal learn things from one another in this. Suggestive themes.

Written with specifically season 1 Adar in mind.

You wandered the tunnels in search of Adar. There were matters to be discussed but it was like he avoided you.

He had been everywhere others told you to find him but by the time you got there all you were told was "Apologies, lady. Lord Father just left."

It took you almost hours to finally get to him and catch him off gaurd.

"Why do you avoid me?" There was a tone of annoyance to your voice and Adar visibly curled into himself at the directness of your words.

You and Adar were new to relationships, especially of mixed kinds. In the short weeks of knowing and being with each other Adar learned about mortal's routine bleeding. It had sent panic through his entire being as he found you in your chambers reeking of blood and in visible discomfort.

"I am confused as to why you believe I avoid you. The tunnels are close to completion and I am overwhelmed with overseeing it all." You could see he lied. His eyes had a tell. Yes, Adar was busy but it was not work that overwhelmed him.

It was your scent.

"Come take a break, then. If you are so overwhelmed. Calm your mind and eat with me, then you may go again." Even if he lied, it was still clear he was not entirely okay.

Taking a step towards him you caught his arms and pressed yourself against him to leave a kiss on his jaw.

"..Adar?" He was in trouble now, he felt the looming dark void in his mind grow. The voice that spat nothing but filth and hurt. You would be disgusted, how would you not be.

There was no denying you felt what you did with your body flush against his. With a quick glance down you took a step back to look him in the eyes.

"Are you ..aroused by me being near you? Is that why you ran?" You were confused. You and Adar had talked about communication and boundaries before, making sure both of you would voice your concerns.

"It is not that." The air of disgust was now visible to you as well, but it was unclear what is was directed towards. "I need to get used to smelling you in the air. Your current state is affecting me in ways I am sure you are uncomfortable with."

"My current.." You had no clue what he meant, but the idea of him believing you'd be uncomfortable with him being attracted to you was hurting your feelings more than him avoiding you.

"That's not a reason to avoid me. You are allowed to ask such things of me, I'm not afraid to lay with you if that is what you think." With a huff you crossed your arms and waited for a response, but he stayed quiet.

"Adar." You siged and looked at him. "I need you to speak. In clear terms, what is wrong here?"

"I can smell that you are.." You could see Adar search for his words. "Fertile.. Uruk noses are sensitive and I prefer to keep my distance as to not cause you any unease."

At his explaination heat rose to your cheeks. "You can smell that? What else do I need to know that you can just sniff out?"

While you were on one hand embarassed that your body was letting everyone know of something you had no control over, you were also curious to learn more about the uruks.

"There is also arousal, which I catch a slight hint of right now. Does this sort of talk interest you in such ways?" Adar's question made you want to let out a huff of laughter with how he did not seem to understand, but it also saddened you with how undesirable he saw himself.

A smile crept upon your face, now it had become your turn to be shy about things.

"What can I say. I suppose thinking about such things, about doing them with you is affecting me." You gave him an apologetic look, still unsure how he was faring in the moment.

Closeby the sound of a group of uruks drew closer and before you you watched him shake off his current state and hold himself with that leader stature that came naturally to him. "We'll speak more after today's business if attended to. In my chambers. Come find me then." You bid each other farewell and moved on.

Later that day, within the privacy of Adar's chambers you found yourself sat atop his hips. Your garment bunched up at at yours after you had helped him out of his armor and left him in just his tunic and trousers.

Adar's face still held no sign of true enjoyment.

"I am not offending you with any of my actions, am I?" You stopped your already slow ministrations, not wanting to cross a line.

"No, not offensive. I don't want you doing anything that makes you uncomfortable. Don't feel you must do this because of how my body responded before." One of his hands had come to rest against you, yet still over your garment instead of the skin of your thigh.

"You are not forcing my hand, nor my mind. I do this because I want to. There are no chains that bind me to these tunnels. No shackles that force me into this bed." With the utmost care you took his hand off your clothed waist and placed it on your bare thigh. "I want you. For my own pleasure, and yours."

There was loads of convincing needed to have him put his hands on you more intimately, let alone have his cock inside of you. Sighs of "oh, Adar please.." and "your hands feel so good." Turned into your combined moans as Adar finally gave in to the pleasure he felt. He gave up his control for you to take the lead and with the events from earlier gone from your minds you allowes him to spill inside of you, only realizing once the deed had already been done.

"You know the children you bear won't be fair like you.." The way he spoke sounded like he felt as if he cursed you, but you weren't letting him. Everything he gave you was a blessing, and never a curse.

"Fairness is in the eye of the beholder, my love. And I am sure they will be perfect."

You knew Adar wanted to speak against your words but he stayed quiet, knowing he could not win in this. You loved him and his children with all their flaws ans imperfections.

Perhaps, he thougt, he should start to learn from you in seeing himself through your eyes.

[anonymousbardd]

Character Headcanons

꒰ ☕ ꒱ ┊: My Man

↳ Various x FemReader

The following characters are Gun Park, Goo Kim, Samuel Seo, Jake Kim, and Gongseob Ji.

ʚɞ ┊: Gun Park

↳ When he first heard (F/n) call him "my man", because a random girl was drooling all over him, he couldn't help but think about that moment every night before sleep.

'Cause of that, he's been a bit more affectionate which isn't really his thing, this confused his lover a bit but hell she ain't complaining.

Now whenever Gun teases (F/n) he'd say something like, "Come help me out with work, after all, I'm your man, aren't I?"

And now, Gun repeatedly asks what he is to (F/n) whenever they make love in front of the mirror.

ʚɞ ┊: Goo Kim

↳ When Gun had asked what Goo means to (F/n), the blonde man was eavesdropping and was surprised when he heard his lover response.

"Goo...? He's silly and well, goofy, but even so, he's still my man."

He got so excited and came out from his hiding place, catching the young woman off gaurd.

"Cutie piee! I'm your man?! You called me your man!" He kept repeating it over and over again.

(F/n) had been smothered in gifts and kisses the next few weeks after.

ʚɞ ┊: Samuel Seo

↳ It was just a normal kissing session between the two in Samuel's office, it was getting spicy when someone had knocked on the door.

Samuel pulled away and cleared his throat while (F/n) fixed her blouse, Samuel then sighed and let the person who knocked in.

It was a young girl who seemed to be nervous to be there.

"Uh-uhm... Mister Goo Kim wishes to see you..." She said, (F/n) huffed and crossed her arms.

"Tell him that my man is busy and will get to him in a bit," she said in a stern voice.

The young girl nodded and left the room, Samuel turned to (F/n) and chuckled, "Your brother's going to kill me, you know."

(F/n) rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I'll take care of him, don't worry."

Samuel chuckled and kissed (F/n)'s lips, before Samuel even got the chance for his lips to reach her neck, Goo came barging in with a sword in his hand ready to remove Samuel's existence.

ʚɞ ┊: Jake Kim

↳ It was a lovely day, Jerry and (F/n) were playfully claiming Jake for themselves.

"Sir Jake belongs to me!" Jerry said, "Nuh-uh! He's mine!" (F/n) argued, Jerry and (F/n) had a sibling like relationship.

They continued to argue like that for a while.

"Humph! Sir Jake is my boss!" He said, "Oh yeah? Well he's my man so let him go!"

Once those words left the young woman's mouth, a grin crept on Jake's lips, the other members who were in the same room stiffened as the atmosphere tensed.

Jake turned to (F/n) and leaned down, "What did you say? Could you repeat that please?" He said.

The young woman shook her head and let go of Jake, "I-it's nothing..! Forget about it!" (F/n) turned to Lua in hopes to get away.

Jake held the young woman's wrist and dragged her out the room, "Come now, I want to hear you repeat what you just called me in bed."

ʚɞ ┊: Gongseob Ji

↳ (F/n) would rather be caught dead than to call Gongseob her man, she's still in pretty much denial phase that the young man had taken interest in her.

Though she slowly started to warm up to him, she still wanted to keep their relationship a secret.

The typical good girl x bad boy romance.

(F/n)'s friends had noticed how close Gongseob is, or rather, how close Gongseob tries to be with (F/n).

Eventually, they asked (F/n) what Gongseob is to her.

(F/n) paused and thought for a moment, then, a random girl was talking about how hot Gongseob was.

(F/n) huffed and crossed her arms, in a loud voice, she stated, "He's MY man, Gongseob Ji is MY man!"

It was loud enough for the girl to hear, and for the passing braided man to also hear.

"Oh-ho ho? You're finally admitting it?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around (F/n)'s waist.

"Humph! Shut it," she replied, still, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked him on the lips.

She then shot daggers on the girl who was overly complimenting her lover and stuck out her tongue.

༝༚༝༚𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚍

[abbysbunny]

PERFECT GIRL • 🎸

summery: the most perfect girl is playing at your local bar

warnings: smooching at the end!!

notes: meow:P

there was a local bar by your house, it wasn't too special but they had entertaining musicians come and sing or bands play, tonight was one of those night where someone would come and preform

a blonde stood on the stage while a girl was in the background with a drum set, the leaned into the mic, 'I'm gonna sing uhm- a nirvana cover', the girl behind her started to play a toon, she began singing and her voice was angelic .

you were in the front row so she immediately noticed you, she looked down at you and smiled, you smiled back and her cheeks heated, she wasn't famous but in the moment she felt famous . she continued singing and you paid close attention, she shut her eyes as the chorus started .

once the song ended she opened her eyes, the audience clapped but you made sure to clap harder, she said goodnight to the crowd and walked off the stage, you stood up and went to the bar to get a drink . she rushed over to you and sat by your side

'hey' she rasped, 'hi' you turned towards her way, 'i saw you staring at me' she said and you chuckled, 'well you were great' you paused and cocked your head, 'and I stare at pretty girls so', she laughed and put her hand on the wooden bar, 'ahhh I see'

you guys talked for hours, the time passing quickly, 'oh by the way my name is natalie' she interrupted herself mid pharse, you told her your name and she nodded, 'pretty name for a pretty girl' she said, you giggled and looked at the time on your phone, your eyes widened and you gasped, 'what's wrong?' natalie questioned, 'fuck it's 2 am nat' your nickname for her caught her off gaurd but she didn't mind

'okay well, I'm gonna head out' you grabbed your bag, 'can I...drive you home?' natalie suggested, 'fuck it' you sighed, 'yes you can' . you grabbed her hand and walked out the bar with her, she opened the car door for you, you grinned and sat in the passenger seat

you gave her directions to your house and she went along, once you got there she parked front of your house, 'well this is me' you sighed, she moved closer to you and put her hand on your thigh, you leaned in and looked her in the eyes . 'i wanna kiss you so bad right now'

'who's stopping you?' you whispered, she crashed her lips with yours, she gently bit your bottom lip and you moaned, the kiss got heated before you pulled away, 'what's wrong?' natalie said with a slightly worried tone, 'take me on a date first yeah?' she grinned and nodded, 'okay, fuck yeah'

'give me your number okay?' nat pulled her phone out and you give each other your numbers, 'well natalie, goodnight' she smiled at you and started the car, 'goodnight angel' you shut the car door and walked to your house

she drove away and you opened your front door, 'fuck' you rubbed your forehead . you laid in bed scrolling on Instagram, your phone got a notification and you clicked on it

nat🎸

hi:)

[prettypinkporkchop]

Music Gf, I'm your yum yum

Summary: You are an alternative weird girl. You work as a barista. You collect odd things, listen to heavy music, and love shit that most don't! How does Paul handle that?

Warning: language, slight smut

"Really, Paul? She's WEIRD! All black, and she collects bones?! Nah, dawg." Jared laughs, looking out at the water of La Push.

This pissed off Paul. First off, don't talk about his imprint like that. Second, NOBODY CHOOSES THEIR IMPRINT.

Paul growls before pushing Jared down on the towel and trying to choke him. (Not kill him lol)

"Ayo!" Jacob calls out and runs over to them with the ball in hand. He drops his and pulls Paul off of him.

"Paul!" Sam yells.

Paul jerks himself out of Jacob's grip. "Fuck you, Jared. I'm out." He runs toward the road.

"Paul! Patrol tonight." Sam calls out.

Paul keeps running and just gives him a thumbs up. He runs through the woods, going to his imprints house.

You know everything and he has been visiting you every night for the past week. Paul has taken you on a date, and yes... you two kissed. Nothing more.

You guys ran into each other while you were working. He imprinted, and you felt it, too.

There's a knock on your door. You know exactly who this is! You get butterflies in your stomach and start smiling. You open the door and see a very angry Paul. This caught you off gaurd and your smile fades.

He pushes past you and walks inside the dark, painted living room. He looks up at your TV and sees you're watching music videos of your favorite rock bands. He sighs and looks at you.

"Paul? W-whats wrong?" You step closer to him and gently grab his hand.

He shakes his head and pulls you into him. He kisses the top of your head. "Baby, let me show you off. Are you comfortable coming to a party at Sam and Emily's?" He then pulls back, holding your shoulders and looking into your eyes.

"Uh.. yeah I'm just nervous. Will they even like me?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah. They definitely will." He smirks.

"Why are you mad?"

"Because... Jared said something about you that pissed me off. He's just used to his basic Kim. He can't handle different." He rolls his eyes.

You honestly don't feel affected by Jared. In fact, you feel good that someone can point out your difference. "Mmm, don't bother me a bit! I'm pretty cool." You giggle. "But it sure is funny saying a shifter that kills vampires can't handle different." You then start laughing.

Paul smiles, chuckling and shaking his head. You have a way of instantly putting him in a better mood. "So, what do you say? You meet my people?" He grabs your waist, pulling your body into his.

"If and only IF, you take me to this concert I want to go see." You wrap your arms around his neck.

He leans down, putting his forehead on yours. "Deal." He presses a kiss on your lips.

But this kind of kiss isn't what you wanted. You press your body on his and grab onto his hair at the nape of his neck. You make the kiss sloppy. He's taken aback but squeezes your sides just below your cut-up hand me down, black crop top. The feeling of his hands on your sides brings fire into your body. You want more. But you're nervous. But you want more. But you're nervous.....

He pulls away and grabs your bottom, lifting you up. You giggle and wrap your legs around him. He brings you into your bedroom, dropping you on your bed. He hovers over you, looking into your eyes. "Do I have permission to touch you?"

Your heart speeds up like a damn race car. All you can do is nod your head, yes, because you're nervous. But he slightly lifts up your crop top to where it's about to show your breast.

"Mm, I won't take that. Yes or no? Use your words." He leans down close to your face, rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip.

God, he is intoxicating.

"Yes." It comes out as a whisper.

He lowers his body down and slowly pulls down your red and black plaid shorts. Before it's all the way down, he looks up at you. "Is this okay?"

You nod your head very quickly with anticipation.

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Meeting the family here's your fit: (I was thinking this but you can choose whatever!!!)

"Oh, y/n! Hello!" Emily wraps you in a hug. You know it's her because Paul warned you about looking at her scars for too long. Don't piss off Sam! But she's so beautiful.

You hug her back instantly and she smells of lavender. "Hey, Emily! I'm so happy to be here." You let her go.

"Well, I am happy you're here. Cmon pretty! I'll show you around." She takes your hand and totally leaves Paul behind.

You turn to look at him, and he's just standing there like, damn okay. He visibly sighs and then walks to the fire.

"Y/n, this is Sam!"

You look forward at the big man in front of you. He looks stern but you feel no threat of his presence.

"Hey! Thanks for letting me come!" You smile at him.

He begins to smile and shakes your hand. "You're part of the family now. Happy to have you!" He nods.

Emily got you to meet most of everyone. There's only a few guys you have yet to meet. They're sitting next to Paul around the fire.

You make your way over there by yourself. You stand in front of them and they all stand up. Paul bites his lip and puts his hands in his pockets.

"Guys, this is y/n." He smiles at you, and his eyes brighten. Oh, how he loves you.

"Oh! You look fire! Paul says you're into weird shit but like it's cool." One guy says.

Paul thumps his chest. He grabs the spot and looks at him. "Dude! I'm being real. I think she's cool. I'm Embry." He takes out his hand.

"Y/n. Thank you." You smile and shake his hand.

Paul approvingly wraps an arm around Embry's shoulder.

"Jacob."

"Quil."

"Seth."

You notice the last guy looking away from you, shifting.

"Jared... what do you have to say." Paul says warningly in a deep tone.

Jared looks up at you with guilt. "I'm very sorry for talking shit. You look good tonight! In a platonic way." He says the last part very rushed and in a panic.

You laugh and nod your head, "I gotchu. And yeah, it's okay. I totally get it. I'm fine with what people think of me. But thank you for apologizing."

Jared smiles up at you and then nods. "Awesome! I know my girl will love you."

"I just met her. She's a beauty and a sweetie. You're lucky!" You say and Paul grabs your arm pulling you into him.

"Want to get some food?" He asks you.

"Mhm." You lean your head on him.

The rest of the night was super fun! You actually became good friends with Embry, Jared, and Kim. You had a lot of fun and everyone adores you! It went a lot better than you thought!

"Paul." You squeeze his hand tighter and grab his arm, continuing to walk and hear the leaves crunch under you.

"Yes, baby?"

"Can you help me find some bbbbooonnnesssss?" You giggle.

"I'll sniff out some." He kisses your cheek before taking off his clothes.

Since the other night, he doesn't have anything to hide under his clothes. You're fine with that.

His shorts, undies, and shoes end up in your arms. You watch as cracks are heard and now there is a dark gray wolf standing in front of you. You walk forward and put his stuff in one arm, reaching out with the other to pet his soft fur.

"Let's go bone hunting. After this, can we watch Coraline?" You ask.

The wolf huffs and struts away. You giggle and follow the wolfie.

You guys get back to your house. Paul sits on your couch while you soak the bones and place the black feathers you found away in your room.

You change into your comfy clothes: (I see this but if you got something else in mind, that too!)

You plop down on the couch beside Paul. He moves his body so that his legs are across the couch and he pulls you in between his legs. You lay your back against his chest and he plays with your hair.

"Coraline?" He asks, grabbing the remote.

"Mhm." You hum. You lift your hand up and touch his cheek. "Baby, can you stay the night?" You ask, hoping he doesn't patrol.

"Yup!" He plays the movie.

You end up falling asleep on top of him during the movie.

You wake up on your bed with no Paul in sight. "Hmph." You sigh and get up, stretching. You walk into the kitchen to grab your now clean bones just to see they aren't there.

"What?" You ask yourself. You walk around the kitchen trying to find them when you see something on your coffee table in front of the couch. You slowly walk over there and see that Paul made you a dream catcher using the bones...

You fell even harder.

[theprenderelliepalace]

Captains orders

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James Potter x Reader

Summary: After a brutal encounter with some nasty Slytherins leaves you badly hurt, your boyfriend James Potter forbids you from playing in the upcoming Quidditch match. Furious, you give him the silent treatment, until you discover an alarming side-effect of the herbs you've been taking. Can you reconcile with him, or will it be to much to ask?

Tags:Established relationship, hurt/comfort, angst,fluff, Quidditch (is obviously important, it's James Potter, come on!), protectiveness, headstrong reader, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers

Warnings: Injury, language, bullying, angstiness up the kazoo, but some major lovey-doveyness too

Words: 2.3k

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"That's ridiculous!" You shouted. James cringed at your tone, but remained resolute in his decision.

"Y/n, please. Those Slytherin girls really got you. I don't want you playing next week's match in this state." He gestured vaguely at you.

You were laying in extreme pain in one of the hospital beds Hogwarts had to offer to the ailing students.

You had been caught off gaurd by a gaggle of nasty Slytherin 7th years after Quidditch practice, about an hour ago. Madame Pomfrey was fussing about your bedside in a hasty fashion, muttering about horrible hexes and irresponsible students. She wasn't wrong, you'd been whacked pretty hard; with such a slew of jinxes that you hadn't had the time to react - still, you'd be daft if you thought you were going to be all better by tomorrow morning, but- "The match's a week away! I'll be in perfect health. You wait. When have I ever not bounced back?"

You glared at James Potter, Captain of the Gryffindoor Quidditch team, Hogwarts golden boy and your boyfriend. You couldn't have hated him more.

He sighed at you. "Y/n/n, don't be silly," Madame Pomfrey bustled away to finish brewing a particularly nasty looking potion at a nearby bedside table. "I've never seen her so worried, and I've come in here with bones broken so bad she's had a right go at me," He glanced towards her to make sure she couldnt hear him."And hexings worse than I think we're even allowed to know." He gave you a half-hearted smile.

"Please say you'll listen to me. Just this once." He pleaded, running his thumb across your bloodied cheek. His soft hazel eyes, that you'd come to adore, bore into your soul and tugged at your heart. "Come on princess, you can go right back to your headstrong self as soon as you're better. Even if that means you don't ever listen to me." He grumbled.

"I can play. I want to play. This is the final match of the term. You've been working us to the bone for this! Please Jamie, please let me play." You hadn't meant to sound so desperate, but your run in with the Slytherins had boiled your insides and you were itching with hate. You had to prove that you were better. He leaned over you and kissed your temple. It hurt, but you welcomed his tender affection. It made you forget about the horrible afternoon you'd had, and focus solely on your perfect boyfriend. And then he pulled away and it all came rushing back.

He stepped away from you and towards the hospital wings' doors. "I'm sorry sweetheart, Captains orders. I'll see you tonight at visiting hours." He looked heartbroken to say it. You were the best Keeper the Gryffindoor team had seen in a decade and the both of you knew it. There was no way you'd make it to the finals against Ravenclaw if James cut you out for this crucial match. He didn't even have a replacement on hand.

You scowled after him. Seething. "Whatever you say, Captain." Still, you knew very well that whatever James Potter said, went.

Madame Pomfrey came hurtling back towards you, she shoved a goblet of liquid down your throat before you could even blink. She pulled the cup away, gave it a moment while she fetched something from the other end of the hospital wing and got back just in time for you to hurl your guts out in the bucket she brought with her. "Uuuuggghh..."

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You refused to talk to James for the next few days, period. He came to visit you every day at visiting hours, he'd waited patiently while you engaged Remus in animated conversation about your Transfigurations final. He'd scoffed as you chatted to Sirius about Hogwarts' latest gossip, but adeptly floated the conversation towards more pleasant things. You could tell he was fuming by the time you were talking to Peter about his girl troubles- and all the other Marauders had long since gone.

"Alright, Wormtail, out." He seethed. The poor boy was so startled he fell right out of his chair. He scurried past you, giving you a curt thanks and scuttled out the door. "Listen here-" James started.

"Oh what now? Got more orders Captain?" You spat at him. He scowled.

"Yes, actually. But I thought I'd write them down for you, so you can remember to ignore me instead of lazily playing coy." He was looking at you harshly. His brow set behind his square glasses.

"I'm not lazy!" You huffed.

"Oh yes you are. So lazy, you forgot, apparently," he laughed mirthlessly,"that you weren't talking to me."

Your eyes stung with hot tears that you refused to let fall. "At least I don't think I'm such a gift to Hogwarts that I can do whatever I want. I can say whatever I want because I'm bloody Captain of some lousy Quidditch team!" He looked taken aback for a moment, his eyes crinkling with surprise and then it turned into a cold glare, his mouth set.

"Didn't know you had such an opinion about it." He stood to leave. Taking his scarf off your lap, where he'd set it down as he'd arrived. You gasped at the force he used to snatch it from your hands. It's warmth, you only now realized had been comforting you while you spoke to your friends. A piece of him stolen from you before you could blink.

He strode towards the doors you'd become to accustomed to staring at and slammed them shut. Finally, those hot tears spilled from your eyes. A broken sob escaped your lips and your stomach clenched painfully with the effort of crying.

You fell asleep sometime after that, in pain, and painfully alone.

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Saturday morning came faster than you'd expected. James however, couldn't have been avoiding you more successfully if he'd tried. The boys refused to talk to you about him, even if they were kind in their deception; and not once had your boyfriend visited you after your fight.

"Well dearie, you'll be rid of me shortly, I suspect. I see my Hillyfillous potion has worked it's course." Said Madame Pomfrey as she finished her thorough inspection of you.

"Hillyfillous?" You croaked. "Wait, Madame, doesn't that come from the Hilloculous root?" You felt your heartbeat quicken.

"Hmm? Oh yes! My, you are a clever one." She tutted proudly."You'd make an excellent Healer dear." You urged her to continue. "Yes, I ordered some last month, with the Headmasters permission of course. It's extremely effective for hexes and jinxes." She shook her head. "With all you children hexing each other left and right,I thought it was only prudent to procure some. Worked quite nicely on you, my dear."

Your heart was beating out of your chest now. Your breath coming out in shaky gasps. "But- but Madame, does that particular herb not cause drastic personality changes?" This sudden realization halted the world around you, your only thought getting glued to one thing...

"Yes, it has been known to. I gave you the right dose though. You shouldn't have had those effects unless you stressed yourself silly." She smiled to herself, like that was an impossible thing for a 16 year-old girl who'd just had a massive row with her boyfriend to do. She waved you a distracted goodbye as she bee-lined for her office.

You sat up, it hurt something wicked, but you had to see James. You had to explain that you hadn't meant those things you'd said. You were out of your mind! What was the batty old lady thinking? Giving you such a powerful herb...

You winced as your feet touched the ground. While your skin was returning to its usual colour, ugly red blotches still speckled your body and wherever they touched the cool surface of the castle floor, they seared with white-hot pain. You reached the bottom of the landing, turning back to see the Hospital Wing doors shut behind you. You leaned over the railing, feeling as though you'd pass out at any second. But you had to talk to James.

You staggard through the Hogwarts grounds. The cold air biting at you and your hot sores pinching your every nerve. You reached the Pitch just as the match was ending. Hords of students were washing up the hill towards the castle, but you needed to get to the Gryffindoor changing rooms.

You ducked behind a rickety wooden pillar and waited for the crowd to pass, before you made your way towards the changing rooms. You opened the door, the space was empty, save for discarded robes and uniforms. You found your legs gave out at the nearest bench. You'd missed him. Your head sunk into your hands, the dizziness overwhelming you.

"Oi, who's sneaking around my changing rooms- Y/n? Bloody hell." He was at your side in a heartbeat. You could hear the panic in his voice, even if his face was too blurry to see it. "Love, what on Merlins name are you doing?" He put a hand to your forehead, you must have been burning up because he recoiled with a gasp. "Come on," he tugged under your arms gently, asking you to stand.

You shook your head. "Need ...to.. talk ...to ... you." You huffed. Every word a stab to the gut.

"Oh, please Y/n. Not now. Don't be stubborn with me now. I need to get yo to Madam Pomfrey." He was scared. You could hear it in his voice. James was never scared...

"Do I... look that... bad?" You tried to smile up at him, you only managed to wince. He picked you up then. Your legs swung over his arms, your head falling against his chest. "I ... didn't mean those things... that I said. Jamie..." Tears slipped down your cheeks, falling into your hair. "I'm so sorry. It was the potion... I'd never. You're my everything. "

"Shh. It's okay, princess. I know." You grabbed a fistful of his shirt.

"Forgive me?" You tried, hopeful. "I was... a stubborn and- and a wicked witch..." He laughed. It was a brief chuckle, but it made you feel so safe and loved, you couldn't help but smile as you closed your eyes.

"Always." He promised.

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"You gave me the fright of my life you know."

You looked up at him. The late Spring sun was cascading over his face. His glasses reflecting the light in a sort of sheen, that made him look all the more gorgeous.

"I'm sorry." You smiled. "Prongsy." He smirked at you, shifting you closer so that you could rest your head against his chest. The two of you were lazily sprawled out by the Great Black Lake. It's murky water as still as ever. The soft breeze wafing over and making you feel like a new chapter was being turned.

You turned away from him for a moment, the expanse of the lake making you feel like it's waters held all the answers... Yet, you knew only you could ask all the right questions. "Jamie, would-" You chose your next words carefully. "Would you mind if I told you something?" You turned back to him. He wrapped his arms around your waist protectively.

"Of course Y/n/n. What a question." He teased.

"I- the reason I had to come see you. Even though I was half out of my head to do it my that state."

"And barefoot." He commented, almost impressed. He placed a kiss to the top of your head. Waiting for you to continue.

"Knowing that I had that stuff in my system, that I'd said all those horrible things and I didn't really want to say them... It just made me realize how much I couldn't lose you." You sighed, like the weight of the confession was being torn off you with every word. "Those Slytherin snakes-" You felt his chuckle reverberate through you as he placed his chin on your head. "Well, they reminded me that sometimes we think too little of ourselves by trying to prove our worth to people who don't deserve to know it."

"I was so caught up in wanting to prove myself on the Quidditch Pitch, that I forgot you're the only person I've ever cared to prove myself for. You know?" You added bashfully. The confidence of your words sinking in. You were sure about it, about him, but it was still a very real confession.

He turned you so that your noses were inches apart. You were afraid to look up at him and find rejection in his eyes. He lifted your chin with his index finger, you opened you eyes, all you saw in those swirling pools of hazel was the one thing left you needed to confess.

"I love you." He said. "You're my everything, my princess." He meant every word.

You felt tears spring to your eyes, your face breaking into a striking smile. You kissed him tenderly, he wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, pulling you into him. He leaned back, your breathlessness not lost on him. Nor the effect you had on each other. He wiped a fallen tear from your cheek.

"You never cry." He smiled. "That's how I knew." You blinked at him.

"Knew what?" He beamed at you.

"That you loved me too. In the changing rooms, you cried, you probably don't remember, but you said something to me."

"Oh no." You groaned. The memories of that incident were hazy, more so, anything you might've said to embarrass yourself. You hid your face in his chest.

"You said that I was your everything. I'm pretty sure I know you're telling the truth whenever you cry." He smiled at you. You swatted your hand against his shoulder, he tried to dodge but ended up falling backwards into the grass. You followed, landing on top of him with a breathless giggle.

He gazed up at you and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Love written all over his features.

"I love you, James Potter."

"Promise?"

"Is that an order Captain?" He rolled his eyes at you, looking exasperated. "Promise." You grinned.

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A/n, unfortunately Gryffindoor did not win that particular match (you're just too good, they couldn't have done a proper job without you :p)

Masterlist

Requests are open(gimme some of dem ideas 💡)

[maskedmenmakemeferal]

Hey sexy

Simon wasn’t used to flirting.

I mean,Soap was very flirty,but that was friend flirting,not romantic flirting.

So,even 5 years into your marriage,he still gets caught off gaurd by your flirting.

“Hey sexy.” You bite your full lip,looking up at him and smiling.

He looks down at you,confused. “Lovie,are ya havin’ a stroke?”

You laugh,tossing your head back a bit. “I’m not,honey,I’m just flirting.

“We’re literally married,Lovie.” He holds up his ringed and scared hand.

“But you are sexy.” You playfully slap his ass.

He looks down at you with a playfully annoyed expression,eyebrows furrowed.

“You love me.”

“Your goddamn right I do.” He kissed you,taking away any flirty comments from your lips.

“Good,good.” You smile and whisper against his lips.

Based off this, because I love it so much I wanted to add my 2 cents

[enterwittyjokehere]

Sensual Sparring

[Reciving! Kung lao x male! reader smut]

⚠️ warnings:

[No pronouns used]

[Amab reader]

[Male Gendered nicknames]

[Swearing]

[Heavy gay smut 18+ ONLY]

"Come on, Kung lao, I know you've got more than that." You teased, your boyfriend slumped against the wall breathing heavily.

"Just give me a second." He waved you off, the two of you were training and you had landed a devastating hit to his lower jaw.

"Want me to kiss it better?" You teased, leaning over the shaolin monk.

"Don't test me, (y/n)." He laughed out.

You extended a hand, kung lao took it and raised back onto his feet. "What do you say we make this interesting?"

"How so?" He raised an eyebrow.

"How about, one last fight, winner gets to top tonight?" You said, gaining your boyfriends attention.

The problem with being a relationship with two tops is that most times, there's a fight for dominance.

"A win-win situation is what that sounds like." Your boyfriend held his hand out for you to shake on the deal.

"Don't go easy on me just because you want my d*ck in your a*s, Kung Lao." You teased, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Wouldn't dream of it, pretty boy." He responded, pulling you, in by your waist, to kiss you.

"Alright, Let's fight!" You smiled.

"Yup!" He said, stretching.

You threw a punch and kung lao blocked, but you didn't follow through and tossed your leg up landing a hit on him. He stumbled back, you took his moment of weakness and kicked his knee in, he fell to his knees. Quickly getting up he caught your right leg, from a kick and you lost balance falling.

Kung lao, had let his gaurd down now that you were on the ground and with a swift kick he was also on the ground. You got on top of him and declared your victory.

"I win." You said.

A goofy smiled plastered on the shaolins face, told you the victory wasn't yours alone, "Shut up and kiss me."

You did as told, leaning down, your crotch rubbing against kung laos own. The friction the training gis gave was amazing, Kung lao grabbed the collar of your gi pulling you more on top of him.

"Slow down, baby." You said, pushing him to lay all the way on his back.

"We're not going to do this here, right?" He asked, a little worried about being found out.

"Of course we are." You spoke as you began to disrobe.

"What if we get caught?" You moved to kung Lao's kneck, still laying in between his legs. You left faint bruises along his Adam's apple, "what if Lord Liu Kang finds out?"

"It'll be fine, kung lao." You said, taking a break from marking him, "you just have to keep your cute noises down."

"I am not cute."

"Yeah, you are." You said, standing up to take your pants off.

Kung lao eyed the tent in your pants, licking his lips, "want me to handle that, champ?"

"You wanna bl*w me?" You asked, as he crawled towards you on all fours.

"Oh I wanna f*ck you into oblivion." He said, as he began to pump your c*ck.

He sat up, pumping his hand along your length, then gathering saliva in his mouth, he replaced his hand.

The tight feeling swirling in your stomach only grew as he moved faster and began to massage your balls.

You let out groans, your hands finding his tied back hair. You pulled it out of the band holding it back, tugging on it as it fell down framing his face.

Kung lao stopped right as the coil in your lower stomach was about to snap, depriving you of your release. You hissed when the cold air replaced your lovers warm mouth on your c*ck.

"Come on baby. I thought you were gonna do the f*ck*ng." Kung lao said, taking off his clothes.

You kneeled down beside him, pushing him onto his hands and knees, kneeling behind him you hoped his spit would work good enough as lube. You pushed through his back entrance, he moaned as you hit his inner walls.

Leaving yourself in there for a moment, so he could collect himself, "let me know when your adjusted, Lao." You said, holding his a*s in your hands.

"I'm fine, just move, please." He begged and you complied as you moved in and out, kung lao, moved his hand to tease his own c*ck.

"Faster. Baby, please." You complied, straightening your posture you slowly picked up the pace.

The coil in your stomach tightened again, the sounds your lover made beneath you let you know he was also close. You pumped in and out of him, grabbing a handful of his hair, making him stop touching himself.

He let out a string of swear words, as he began grinding against you, signaling he needed a little bit more for his climax.

You took his c*ck your own hand and began pumping at the opposite pace your hips made.

Kung Lao only let out a loud groan as he came in your hand, you continued to move in and out of him as you got closer to your own.

Kung Lao now a moaning and turned-on mess, repeated your name and scattered pet names. Until you finally filled him up, making him gasp, he pressed his forehead to the mat covering the ground. Trying to regain any strength he had left, but you both just laid there panting. You gave him a quick kiss on the back of his neck, "see, you should let me top more often."

"This isn't over I have to get you back." He said, his voice strained and hoarse.

[There may be a part two idk yet.]

Maybe if enough ppl want it...

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An Arousing Tail

Prompt 3: Intercrural Sex/Thigh Riding (With A Twist) Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader Description: After finding out that Syzoth has a rather interesting kink, he asks you to help fulfill his desire. Of course, you agree. Because after all, how could you deny your man of what he wants so badly?... Warnings: Tail Riding, Extremely Shy And Embarrassed Syzoth, Awkward Confessions, Masturbation, Mutual Orgasms... Word Count: 1.4k A/N: This is hands down the most interesting smut fic I have ever written. 😂 I hope you all enjoy it! 💚 Main MasterList: 🖤 Kinktober MasterList: 🖤 Synny's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @queenkhepri.

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There I laid in my bed—with my lover on top of me—lips connected in a passionate kiss. We had been going at it for hours, just savoring and enjoying the taste of each other before we got to the main course. That was our thing: we could make a moment last for so long—we were just special like that.

I was so wrapped up in the moment that I did not realize that Syzoth had accidentally let his tail slip from his human disguise again. It was something he did on instinct every once in a while. If he was enjoying something enough, his tail would have to break free so it could sway back and forth with enjoyment. And due to being so caught up in our kisses, I didn't even clue in when my hand found purchase on his tail and began stroking its smooth scales.

As soon as my hand began to pet him, he let out a soft moan into my mouth and quickly pulled back and turned away as he blushed bright green with embarrassment.

"I-I am sorry, my love..." He stammered awkwardly as he lowered his head so he would feel a little more protected from my intense gaze. "I could not help it..."

"No, I'm sorry." I sighed heavily, feeling pretty bad for making him so uncomfortable. "I didn't realize that I did it; I shouldn't have without your consent."

A moment of silence fell between us, and Syzoth still refused to look me in the eye—or move, for that matter. I couldn't help but let the guilt eat away at me, since I never wanted to push past his comfort zone. I wanted to speak apology after apology for doing so, but I knew what Syzoth would say; he would just tell me that it wasn't my fault and that we should probably go to bed.

But I did have one thing that lingered in my mind, and after a couple minutes of hesitation, I decided to break the silence once again with a question that I knew would be hard for him to answer. But as his lover, I just had to know for sure.

"Is it really that pleasurable for you?" I asked shyly, and the man instantly froze for a moment before finally lifting his head to look up at me with shameful eyes. "That's ok, Syzoth. I understand." I assured him with a softness in my tone and a kind smile, hoping he would let his finally gaurd down and just be his full self with me.

Syzoth was a pretty shy and not very confident person. Even though we had seen each other naked many times now, he would still become backwards with a few subjects, which made discussing our wants and desires quite difficult at times. But the way his eyes lightly studied me for a moment with a hint of curiosity and nervousness in them told me that I would get what I wished for soon enough.

"(Y/N)... Could I ask something of you?" He asked almost reluctantly while averting his gaze down again, only this time at his now twitching tail.

"Anything, Syzoth." I assured him while placing my hand upon his to give him any bit of encouragement I possibly could with my words.

"Would you..." He paused mid-sentence, his words getting cut off by a look of uncertainty.

"Tell me,"

With a light squeeze of my hand over his, he glanced down at where we were conjoined. It was clear that the man was struggling with this but knew that he would not be relieved of this stress until it was off his chest. After letting out a deep breath for courage, he finally let me in on something I never knew he wanted: "Would you ride my tail?"

"What?" I blurted out as I cocked my head, slightly confused by his request.

He peered back up at me, and I quickly took notice of how his appearance had changed; his pupils were dilated to the point where his green irises were nearly non-existent, his tanned skin was now flushed and covered in a thin layer of sweat, the veins in his arms were bulging—especially more with each flex of his large muscles—and I could literally see that his pulses were fluttering faster than the wings of a hummingbird. It was then that it occurred to me that this wasn't just anything, but a deeply desired kink.

"Please!" He whined in a needy tone that I hadn't heard from him before.

His desire for such a thing surprised me, but who was I to judge? Who was I to deny my love of the pleasures he craved? Smiling up at my man lovingly, I gently placed a hand on his chest before pushing him off of me and back onto the bed.

I was quick to remove my clothes and Syzoth's as well, and I wasted no time climbing up on the bed once again to lower myself on the base of his tail. Syzoth let out a strained whine as my heat met his scales and I instantly felt how each thick vein would pulsate against my touch, clearly craving more of my warmth.

I firmly gripped my love's shoulders and began rolling my hips against him slowly, watching his facial expression change to one of awe as he melted below me. I was surprised by how smooth the scales on the underside of his tale were. It was almost like brushing myself against some sort of soft, cool leather—it was perfect to get off on.

I let my head roll back onto my shoulders as heat built up in my core. I was genuinely shocked by how sensitive I felt at the time, but I wasn't complaining. The hunger I felt from his arousal only made me crave more and when his hands went to my hips, I knew we were both done for.

He squeezed me hard in his grip as his tail began wiggling and moving in a slither-like motion, forcing a cry from my throat as it sent just the right kind of friction through my throbbing mound. Now soaked with my slick, his scales grew slippery but not enough for me to lose my pace. His hands helped guide me in my journey to ecstasy, but I knew exactly what I wanted and how to get it.

Watching how his head lolled back in pleasure—how his eyes fluttered half shut and his jaw fell slack as he released a weak, strained moan—I could barely hang on from the beautiful image before me alone. But the way his tail brushed against me like a match—setting off a flame within my core that threatened to explode at any second—I couldn't hold myself back any longer.

As I finally let myself give into the temptation of my climax, I began picking up speed and moving my hips at an extremely fast rate, hungry for that release I so desperately needed. I was so wrapped up in my own cloud of pleasure that I did not even realize that Syzoth had his hand firmly clasped around his trobbing cock, fucking it into his fist as he watched me with desperate tears in his eyes.

Finally—like a match to gasoline is meant to explode—that coil snapped within me and my climax tore through my body. I cried out as I rode through my orgasm on his trembling tail, and I almost missed the way his length shot thick ropes of his hot seed all over his stomach and mine—I almost missed the way his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his mouth fell agape while he came undone beneath me—but I was lucky enough to just barely catch the full show.

After my high eventually faded, I couldn't hold myself up any longer and collapsed onto his broad chest. And in a moment of my post-orgasm daze, I felt his arms slowly snake around my trembling frame to encase me within a warm embrace.

Between the way our body heat collided, how he gently caressed my back to soothe my exhaustion, his hot cum—which was now sandwiched between us—heating my stomach and his tail lightly twitching between my thighs to give me the perfect amount of overstimulation, I felt as if I were on cloud nine. And so I closed my eyes, hoping that I would wake up the exact same way the next morning and many after as well.

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