#they have definitely done some FREAKY SHIT

[shawnaise]

fellas, is it gay to fake haunt one of your friends corporate bosses because the company is forcing him to quit your shared business or they’re going to fire him from the job (that is keeping him financially stable) he has with them? and when your ploy doesn’t work you blackmail the boss? but only for your friend. your very best friend. that you love more than anything; that without whom you couldn’t function… platonically of course.

[lovelybucky1]

Oooohh i have a request!:

Playing “never have i ever” or something like that with logan and wade (maybe along the lines of a boring friday night with nothing else to do) and you admit to never having an orgasm by anyone but yourself

Flash forward you’re in logan’s arms and wade is eating the fuck out of your pussy, and then they switch 👀👀

i’ve written something similar two the second part here, but i love the never have i ever idea! // divider from @strangergraphics

boredom isn’t something heroes are used to. there’s always something happening somewhere, someone needing to be saved. but tonight, everything is quiet. the three of you were suspicious at first, but you checked every police scanner, news outlet, and all of your contacts and came up with nothing. the bad guys had decided to take an evening off, and now you were stuck with nothing to do.

you, wade, and logan all sit around in the living room with bottles of beer. you and wade stare at the mindless gameshow on tv while logan rests his eyes. you’re definitely bored, but wade is restless. it’s like he’s itching for something to do, like his body is physically unable to handle the inactivity.

“why don’t we play a game?” wade asks, startling logan awake.

the two of you look over at wade. “what kind of game?” you ask.

“i don’t know, ‘never have i ever?’”

logan rolls his eyes, then shuts them again. he’ll deny any “old man” comments, but he really is one. you elbow logan in the side and he opens them again.

“come on, it’ll be fun,” wade pleads.

“it’s not like we have anything better to do,” you say to logan. reluctantly, he agrees.

you reposition yourselves in the living room. you sit on the couch, leaned against the arm with your feet in logan’s lap, who sits on the other end. wade sits on the floor by the coffee table, his beer on the table without a coaster next to him.

“this is your game, wilson. you start,” logan says before taking a sip of his beer.

“no, don’t drink! you only drink if you’ve done the thing i say,” wade scoffs. how can logan be so old and still know nothing about fun? “okay, okay. never have i ever… gotten arrested.”

you furrow your eyebrows at him while logan takes a drink. you’re almost certainly wade has been arrested before. “i don’t think you’re playing this game right,” you say. “you have to say things you’ve never done.”

wade scoffs. “i haven’t been arrested, thank you very much. all the cops who’ve tried have mysteriously ended up with broken noses.”

you roll your eyes at him. “my turn now? never have i ever… cheated on a partner.”

both of them take drinks, wade with more shame than logan. ugh, men.

then it’s logan’s turn. “never have i ever worn a dress.”

you figure it’s targeted at you, just because logan’s a dick, but to your surprise, wade drinks too. logan raises his eyebrow at him, silently urging him to elaborate.

“you wish you saw that, huh, peanut?” he taunts instead. logan makes a face at that.

“i’m thankin’ god i didn’t have to.”

you play a couple more rounds, all three of you exchanging stories and sipping from your bottles. it takes a lot to get them drunk, but you’re starting to feel it. there’s a collection of empty bottles, mostly beer, but halfway through the game, wade decided to up the ante with some liquor.

it’s wade’s turn again and he says, “never have i ever been with two guys at once.”

he means it as a joke. he doesn’t expect anyone to drink. there’s no way logan would do something like that, and you’re too innocent. that’s why his eyes practically pop out of his head when you throw back the shot.

the game turned sexual a few rounds ago, but it was pretty mild stuff. talk about doing stuff in public, kinks, freaky shit like that. nothing as interesting as this.

both wade and logan turn their full attention to you, eager to hear this story.

“what?” you play dumb.

“two guys at once?” wade asks. you shrug.

“it wasn’t anything.”

“nah,” logan says, sounding interested for the first time all game. “you gotta tell us.”

you sigh. “it was a while ago. i met this couple at a bar and they said they were looking for a third. i had nothing better to do and they were both hot, so…” you trail off, shrugging again.

“give us the gory details. how’d you do it? daisy chain?eiffel tower? double cowgirl? triple spooning? come on, tell us,” wade rambles.

“you’re a fucking perv,” you tell him and he doesn’t deny it. “it was just normal dp.”

logan raises an eyebow. “that stands for double penetration,” wade tells him.

“i know that. i’m just wondering how you took it all,” logan says.

you’re used to this kind of talk from wade. the man thinks with his dick so much that you question if he even has a brain. you’re not, however, used to this from logan. he’s no prude, but he usually doesn’t participate in these kinds of conversations with wade.

“must’ve been a tight fit,” logan adds on.

you look between the men and their interested faces. you’re still pretty bored, the game having grown stale a while ago, and now you’re a tipsy. you want something exciting and right now, you’re feeling bold enough to persue it.

“do you wanna see?” you ask them.

wade and logan share a glance, but it only takes a second before they’re replying “yes” in unison.

[heartfullofleeches]

Fuckboy women when?

(Right now-)

Fuckgirl Yan who claims she only sticks around for the good times and can't be tied down by anyone. Fuckgirl Yan who has tattoos on her chest, arm, and back with your name hidden in every one she wears proudly and wears crop tank tops so everyone can see - but will immediately drop a fling if they point them out or dare to say your name.

Fuckgirl Yan who shows up at your house the ass crack of night when her apartment is much closer to the place she just left, stoned or drunk out of her mind claiming your couch as her territory. Always steals something when she's gone by morning, but never pawns it off like she does with others belongings. Kind enough to remember to order something to leave behind for you when she's craving something your fridge doesn't already have or make breakfast before she heads out

Fuckgirl Yan who shrugs any and everyone off her shoulders when you walk in the room. Fuckgirl Yan who wraps her arms around your wrist or neck when people approach you for conversation. Remembers your name despite forgetting everyone else's when they leave her line of sight, but only ever calls you Baby and into heavy detail about the freaky shit you've definitely done together (most likely a lie) when people ask what your history is

Fuckgirl Yan who despite earlier claims of only being around for the good parts will drop everything and one when she sees a frown on that pretty face of yours. Immediately gets rid of the problem by cracking jokes or breaking fingers if it was some undisclosed third party that got you down

Fuckgirl Yan who lays in someone's bed with their head on her chest, scrolling through the many photos she's sneaked of you and the rare few you took together. Fuckgirl Yan who knows she isn't good for you, but it damn sure feels good to believe in the what-ifs

[luckych]

ʚ 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : how ___ react to becoming jealous : JUJUTSU KAISEN edition! ɞ

ʚ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : jujutsu kaisen x reader ɞ

ʚ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : some small fluff moments here and there and most definitely smut. ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : there may be some bad use of punctuation, maybe some spelling mistakes, nanami lowkey being kind of rough, mentions of oral sex, mentions of whining, crying, many pet names, some suggestive themes, JUST SOME KINKY FREAKY SHIT. ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : 2979 words. this is honestly the longest shit i’ve ever written.. at least on here. i’ve been gone for so long but i have this small little thing for people who’ll look. ɞ

ʚ 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : you and the character would be somewhere together with your either group of friends or just each other when some random guy comes up to you, flirting with you and asking if you had a boyfriend. ɞ

ʚ 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : me @luckych the idea might not have come directly from me and might’ve been done before, but none of my work is plagiarized. i wrote everything by myself, so you can obviously use the idea for yourself, but do NOT take my work and pass it off as your own, please and thank you. ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ɞ

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୨୧ - gojo satoru would most definitely playful about it yet totally obvious about his jealousy. once your waiter starts talking too much about you and how pretty you are, gojo definitely grabs your hand under the table, squeezing it slightly.

after the waiter had finally written down your order after yapping your ears off, he looked up from his notepad, looking your pretty body up and down in a flirtatious manner.

“you’re actually really pretty, ma’am–”

“oh, i know she is. she’s a reeeaal sight for sore eyes, isn’t she.. ben?,” he questions the guy in an annoyed tone, tilting his head to the side as if he was actually curious on what this puny imbecile had to say.

his tone was clearly extremely irritated as he softly squeezed your hand as you softly winced from his roughness.

“oh, is this your girlfriend, man? that’s my bad, dude.. w-what do you want to drink?,” your waiter questions your boyfriend, pretty much avoiding gojo’s jealous blue eyes as his stare alone intimidated him.

gojo couldn’t even hold back the scoff that escaped his lips as the complete audacity of this guy stunned him. he turned towards you, chuckling with masked anger.

“satoru, not here..”

“are you ignorant or what? you see two people alone at a two person table and you don’t think, “hmm, just maybe they might be on a date?,” gojo says, softly slamming his fist down against the nicely decorated table, shifting the table slightly as you could see a muscle in his jaw twitch.

“i said i was sorry. what else do you want me to say, man?,” the waiter asked in a slightly nervous tone, placing his pen in his chest pocket and his notepad in his clean, black apron.

“i’m about two seconds away from kicking his ass, babe. you should either hold me back, or let me hurt him,” gojo remarks, a muscle in his eye twitching as he stands up from his seat, cracking his knuckles.

the altercation quickly ended with you and gojo getting your entire meal for free, not before gojo got a few small punches in.

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𐙚 - toji fushiguro wouldn’t even let a guy flirt with you in the first place. on the off chance that a guy actually had the chance to even talk to you, you and toji were out to go get boba and ramen obviously from your pockets because you wanted to treat him to something nice.

you two were walking around on the streets, toji drinking his boba in once hand as his other was wrapped around your waist, holding you close in an extremely possessive manner. your head was resting against his shoulder as he was talking about buying (stealing) some jewelry for you to make up for the money you spent.

that was before some random guys were in front of you, obviously talking about you, pointing out your features very clearly as they continued to look back at you with smirks. toji was already becoming increasingly annoyed, his smirk turning into a scowl almost immediately at their childishness.

“bro, just go talk to her! he’s probably just her guy friend, dude!,” once of the guys murmured under their breath, looking back at you immaturely as they met toji’s harsh eyes. he narrowed his eyes at the boy as he immediately turned away with an anxious look.

whoever they were hyping up finally grew the balls to talk to you, his group of friends walking in front of him as he walked towards you with a nervous yet confident expression on his face.

he stood in front of you, making you and toji stop in your tracks.

“hey, i can see that you're gorgeous, but what else should i know about you?,” he says, his gross pick up line being so disturbing cheesy that you could actually taste it.

it was as if your boba had suddenly turned sour, the seemingly sweet taste becoming instantly bitter as you took a sip.

“i’m gonna stop you right there. you’re either blind, stupid, or both if you don’t see my hand CLEARLY around my GIRLFRIEND’S waist,” toji says in an displeased manner, exclaiming certain words he said to get his point across, passing his boba to you as he shoved the guy.

his friends immediately came to his rescue, running over towards him as they stood behind him, trying to tell toji that they were the ones who encouraged him to pursue you.

toji obviously couldn’t give less of a fuck, raising up his muscular arm as he punched the guy dead in the face with an extremely tight fist, the guy falling to the ground as his nose was bleeding profusely.

“toji fushiguro! that’s enough, i think he’s learned his lesson, don’t you?!,” you cried, running over to toji as you hold both of your boba drinks in only one hand, grabbing toji’s bicep softly.

“hell no he hasn’t. once he’s fucking dead, then i know he’s learned.”

once you guys were finally home after he beat that guy’s ass, you were busy gagging and choking on his dick as he teaches you a lesson because a guy flirted with you. yes, his logic is clearly flawed, but it was his best excuse to fuck you in the most aggressive, roughest way ever.

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౨ৎ - kento nanami would be the type to be chill about his anger during the situation but totally take his anger out on you in private, even if he’s totally against being rough with you. he’d just keep his anger pent up for way too long, his anger surging inside of him for too long for him to handle it properly.

when you and kento were out at a party one of his new friends invited him to, he decided to invite you as he didn’t want to leave his precious baby by herself all night.

since you wanted to make a good impression in front of friends, you decided to wear one of your favorite black dresses, the dress being extremely tight and hugging your curves well.

you did your makeup exceptionally nice, catching your boyfriend’s attention quickly.

“you’re really going to the party like that, baby? you look gorgeous, my love, but there’s going to be guys at the party,” he commented, placing his hands against your hips as he pulled you close to him, your face against his broad chest.

you felt him place a soft kiss against your forehead, a small blush creeping against your cheeks.

“i know. i wanna look good for you, not other guys,” you tell him with a reassuring grin.

nanami was extremely hesitant about letting you out of the house looking so seductive but he decided to allow it as he didn’t expect anybody to actually flirt with you.

sadly, he was dead wrong.

multiple guys at the party were flirting with you, even some of his new friends even though nanami was right there.

he just gave everyone who flirted with you an irritated stare, keeping himself composed to not ruin the night

once you guys were back home, you were crying, screaming his name as you took him harshly from the back.

you were pretty much so incredibly overstimulated to the point where you were cumming way quicker than you ever had in your life, your core being full of his seed and covered in your past orgasms.

afterwards, he definitely gave you the most wonderful aftercare of your entire life, giving you anything and everything you wanted.

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୨ৎ - megumi fushiguro would give you the silent treatment, not because he’s mad at you but because he needs a moment to calm himself down and think before he does something extremely irrational just because of his jealousy.

when you and megumi were hanging out at the park eating ice cream together, a guy who was on the swings with his little brother came up to you two, smirking softly as he looked you up and down in an obviously flirtatious way.

megumi looked up at the guy, seeing that he was obviously attractive.

you also looked up at the guy, becoming awkward and nervous as he stared at you.

“hey, i can see that you’re pretty bored with your friend here. want me to steal you away?,” the guy asked, holding his hand out as you didn’t return the favor.

you turned towards megumi, waiting for him to do something, anything, but he just sat their clenching his fists in angry silence.

you scoffed in an annoying manner, seeing megumi look up as you handled the situation by yourself. you told the guy to go fuck himself, telling him that megumi wasn’t your friend but your boyfriend.

he got the message as he walked away embarrassed, going back to his brother.

the date was awkward afterwards as you weren’t over the fact that he didn’t do anything at all even though you would’ve for him.

you both went to his house afterwards, giving him the silent treatment as he did to you earlier.

“babe, i’m sorry. i - i just froze up. you know if i could’ve done something, i would’ve! i love you, you know i do..,” he said, grabbing your hand as he turned you around, pulling you in as you rolled your eyes softly.

you knew that you couldn’t stay mad at him forever so you eventually gave in, feeling him press the most gentle kiss against your forehead before kissing your lips.

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ೀ - suguru geto is extremely quick to just shut down any type of flirtatious conversation between you and a guy whether you like it or not. he’s just possessive like that.

when you’re talking to one of your old friends from back in the day, he can’t help but listen from the sidelines.

you two were out at a coffee shop just chatting about anything that came to mind.

the barista called out your name as it was the one that you put for the order. you and geto stood up from your table hand in hand, walking to the counter to grab your coffee and cakes.

you stare at the barista’s face for a long second, finding the structure and look of his face to be really familiar.

geto just decides to leave you to your weird actions, grabbing both of your coffees and cakes, taking them back to your seat.

“oh my gosh, chris? is that actually you?! holy shit, i didn’t think i’d ever see you again!,” you exclaim slightly, chris gasping at the discovery that it was you, one of his childhood friends.

you both started to have a conversation, catching up with each other about all the things you’ve missed over the years.

“you’ve definitely gotten prettier, y/n. you look way better than all those years ago,” chris says, reaching out to grab your hand. before you knew it, your hand was in geto’s as he dragged you away from your ‘friend.’

“don’t ever talk to that stupid monkey again. if he can’t take a hint, you shouldn’t even be friends with him,” geto said, pushing your cutely decorated cake and coffee over to you, rolling his eyes as chris still eyed you and your body.

geto caught your eyes staring at the barista, becoming annoyed that he still didn’t get the message.

he turned towards your fake friend, sticking his middle finger up high towards him, telling him to fuck off in the meanest way he could muster.

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ʚɞ - choso kamo would definitely be really needy and desperate for your attention whenever he’s jealous even if it’s a little bit. he always hates it when you talk to other guys, becoming really self conscious for god knows why.

he will NEVER ever tell you why he’s jealous so don’t even ask him.

when you and choso are out at the beach (you dragged choso out), you were laying against a beach towel under and umbrella as choso sat next to you in a chair trying to ignore the heat and how boring it was, knowing that he could’ve been playing video games right now when a guy comes up to you, softly tapping the umbrella as it catches your attention.

you open your eyes, seeing a tan guy with his shirt off, his abs being extremely prominent as he was a muscular guy.

choso looks at the guy then at you, immediately climbing out of the chair to sit next to you on the towel.

you sit up, listening to the way the man flirted with you so confidently and persistently.

choso leaned against your shoulder, whispering soft whines and begs for you to tell him to go away. “c’mon, y/n, tell him to go away already..,” choso pleaded, softly shaking your arm.

eventually, the guy caught the hint that your pale baby was your boyfriend, walking away with a silent scoff. you turn towards choso, seeing the pout on his face as he clings against your arm.

he was obviously frustrated as this wasn’t the first time a guy has hit on you.

he was trying to mask his anger but it was way too obvious by his body language and how he was acting. when you ask him what’s wrong, he can’t help but talk your face off, ranting for about an hour.

really, all you can do for this baby is just hold him in your arms, telling him that everything was gonna be okay and that you’d never leave him for another guy when he’s all that you needed.

afterwards, he definitely tries to control the way he reacts to his jealously as he can tell that he was overreacting just a little bit.

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ꕤ - yuji itadori is honestly the least likely to be jealous out of the bunch. he’s honestly never jealous as he recognizes that there’s no reason to be.

he doesn’t care about guys flirting with you that much because he knows that you’re loyal to him and wouldn’t leave him for some other guy.

when he sees some random guy deciding to flirt with you when you guys are at the movies, he doesn’t really do much about it, not because he was too nervous or he froze up but because he literally knows you can take care of yourself and doesn’t need him to fight your battles for you.

( he definitely fights the battles you actually need help with though. )

once you finally get the guy away from you, you get your large popcorn bucket with your coke, handing yuji his drink before you two head into your movie.

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ꕥ - sukuna is literally the most possessive of them all. he literally feels the slight urge to go ballistic when any guy even pays you any mind that isn’t him.

when you and sukuna are at the carnival together, getting ready to go on another ride, a guy comes towards you two with a large cone of cotton candy in his hand.

sukuna glares at the guy with pure disgust, a frown appearing on his face as he sees a puny human that isn’t you in his line of vision.

you thought that seeing sukuna’s harsh glare would make him go away but no. he just had to embarrass himself by persisting.

“hey there, pretty lady. do you believe in love at first sight or do i have to walk by again?,” he says in the flirtatious manner, a smirk plastered against his face as he holds out the cotton candy to you.

as you go to grab the cotton candy, sukuna’s hand immediately slaps your hand away, grabbing it instead of you as he drops the delicious looking cotton candy onto the floor, stomping on it and using his shoe to smush it down against the concrete.

how dare any other man try to grab your attention? another man trying to get your attention was almost like the world getting nuked.

“if you EVER in your pathetic, sad life decide to flirt with what’s mine, i won’t hesitate to kill you, freak,” he spat, spitting against the guys shirt as he pushes past him, shoving him as he grabs your hand, dragging you towards the line that you wanted to be in before some despicable loser interrupted you two.

“you’re mine, alright? and don’t you forget it.”

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - i made this extremely sleep deprived being extremely bored without anything to do so if it’s bad, then that’s understandable

₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - again, this was made by me @luckych

₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - i can agree to you using the idea because i feel like this has been done before, but please, don’t copy my work word for word.. (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

[flippinpancakes64]

Hi hiii !! I luv your work sm !! I was wondering if i could request something like the cullens with a very sweet/gentle look about them, (pastels, like coquette) but they love heavy metal, horror, they collect odd things like bones and such ! I love the way you write and all your work so far !! <3

The Cullens with a Reader who has an opposite aesthetic

Thank you so much for the kind words!

I was having so much trouble trying to come up with a title for this btw

And I definitely understand this one. My car is completely decorated with pink cutesy stuff and then I blast mcr so

Anyway thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

He got whiplash the very first time he saw you

He could hear the music playing through your headphones, but he did not think it was coming from you

He thought he must have been going crazy or something

But he loves it

Blah blah insert something very deep and philosophical about you two being very similar

He thinks of himself as two very different things

The one that people see, the beautiful man

And then the monster he is on the inside

So he feels like you two are one in the same

Alice:

She absolutely loves it

She loves anything to do with fashion in the first place

And she thinks it’s so fun that you’re such a polar opposite on the inside

It always amuses her whenever she asks you what you’re listening to and you give her an earbud

Only for it to be like death metal

She enables this btw

Anytime she sees something cutesy she buys it for you

And if she sees any bones she gives them to you too

“Hold on Jasper there’s a deer skull over there, I need to get it for my partner”

“…what”

Jasper:

He would love you the same if you wore a trash bag

He doesn’t particularly care

He’s not really too “hip” with subcultures to know that bright pink and screamo music don’t really go together

So he doesn’t really see anything odd with it

As for collecting weird stuff like bones and various horror paraphernalia, he’s a little confused

Like what do you mean you want his scraps after he’s done hunting?

But he’ll do it anyway

He always makes sure to clean off a piece of whatever he ate that day to bring it back to you

He just loves seeing you happy

Rosalie:

In a way, she’s the same as you

She presents herself as a stereotypically beautiful woman

But on the inside she loves rebuilding and fixing up cars

So that aspect she can understand at least

What she’s a little confused about I is your love for horror movies

I feel like she doesn’t get them

She just thinks they’re all funny

She’s tried to sit down and watch them with you before, but she just can’t get into them

“The color of the blood in this movies is so wrong”

“That’s not what zombies actually look like”

“These people are so stupid! Just leave the house and go to the police!”

And she’s a little grossed out by the bones thing

She might bring you back a bear tooth if you ask nicely, but don’t make it a habit

Emmett:

He’s so down

He loves it

Some guy tried to make fun of you once, asking if you were listening to like cocomelon or something at school and you just unplugged your headphones and cannibal corpse started blasting

He didn’t talk to you again after that

He thinks it’s hilarious

And I feel like he would like his partners to be a little freaky

Like hell yeah babe I’ll bring back a mountain lion femur

He secretly thinks you’re a witch or a sorcerer or smthn

He won’t ask though

That’s between you and your spell book

Esme:

She was so confused at first

She got to know you at first, hanging out with you a couple of times, and then randomly on like the fifth date you asked to aux

She was shocked to say the least

And don’t even get me started on when she first saw your bones and other weird stuff

She definitely rethought the relationship

But she loves you and who cares if you’re a little weird

She’s not gonna bring home anything for you tho sorry

If you want weird shit you’re gonna have to go get it yourself

I have a feeling she doesn’t really like horror movies either

She jumps too easily

So you guys are gonna have to agree to disagree

Carlisle:

He doesn’t really care too much

Not in the way that he doesn’t care, but in the way that you could literally wear anything and he would still love you

He is a little shocked by your music and movie tastes at first, but ultimately he doesn’t care

He’ll sit down and watch your movies with you as well

They’re not his favorite, but he can stomach them

He won’t talk bad about them at all

He’s very respectful

And if you ask him to, he’ll bring back all of the bones you could ask for

He’ll clean them up for you and everything

He’s just a spoiler at heart

Vampire! Bella:

She loves it

She thinks it’s so fun that you look so different from what you actually like

She was pretty shocked at first

Definitely did not expect it from you

But she’s pleasantly surprised

She enjoys horror movies and heavy music too, so you guys get along

She’s always down to let you aux or pick out the movie you guys watch

And she’s always ready to bring you home whatever you want

You want specifically a moose skull?

Well, she was going to go hunting for a bear, but she’ll run up to Canada for you

[arminsumi]

🔞 WHO IS SHE? (2)

GOJO さとる

A Kyoto student gives the Six Eyes a run for his money during the tournament. Are they really fighting or just flirting?

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Synopsis : After a long back-and-forth fight full of flirting, Satoru loses. You win the bet. Afterwards, you overhear him boasting about getting a blowjob to Suguru, so you decide to show both losers how weak your mouth can make them!

Warnings : 🔞 MDNI/18+ content : rivalry, sexual innuendos, flirting, giving blowjobs (Satoru + Suguru at the same time), sub!Gojo + sub!Geto, dom!reader, brief edging (poor Satoru), +++

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Playme : She's My Collar

Satoru felt something cut his cheek.

He stopped, felt up the stinging wound with his fingertips and looked at the blood, then darted his eyes nervously around his environment in search of you.

Not this shit again. We’ve just begun… is she hunting me down or something?

“Hey Sex Eyes.” You greeted jokingly. “Sorry, I mean Six Eyes.”

Satoru’s head swivelled around to find you. His heart skipped a beat when he saw you sitting cross-legged on one of your freaky optical illusions.

“Hey Kyoto Princess.” He sneered. But he was nervous now that you were here. “You must be obsessed with me to seek me out so quickly. The event's just begun.”

You fake gasp, “Me? Obsessed with you? No wayyy!”

He watched your lips curl into a naughty smile and he felt a small shiver wrack his body.

Satoru looked at you like he was trying to undress you with his eyes.

“Hey, pretty boy, pay attention – aww I almost had you there!” you kicked your feet childishly after Satoru narrowly avoided… something.

It still nicked his neck. And it pissed him off that he couldn’t see your technique.

Fighting with Satoru felt like having sex. That’s what you said at some point just to fluster him. He panted and glared at you after finding unsteady footing on blistered ground.

He felt checkmated and felt his blood boil. You’re so tiny, you shouldn’t be able to fuck him up this bad.

“Whatcha thinkin’ bout?” you asked.

“The consequences of losing to you.” He answered with a serious face. He was thinking about the bet you made with him.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. I've changed my mind; fuck your bet, I’m not pathetic enough to lose just to get my dick sucked by some fuckin’ princess – who probably can’t even do it right.”

“Aw you’re so full of pride…” you replied disappointedly, “What a pity. I liked it when you were pathetic for me. And I was looking forward to seeing your…” you made your cheek bulge with the tip of your tongue, “… seeing your losing face.”

Satoru’s cheeks burned.

“Fuck you.” He retaliated.

⁕⁕⁕

“Suguru, she’s tailing me.”

“Damn, she’s obsessed with you.” Suguru joked.

“Have you tried using your dragon on her?” Satoru asked, nervously looking around for you.

“Nah man I haven’t tried nothing on her; but I can try. I’m curious.”

At some point, Suguru tried to launch a surprise attack on you with his dragon curse. You looked at him, after splitting the dragon down its middle, as if Suguru’s attempt was the most pathetic thing a man has ever done in front of you.

“She’s a fucking nightmare!” Suguru growled when he reunited with Satoru.

“Tell me about it…” Satoru replied, doubled over with his hands on his knees. He looked tired.

You waved at them. They had to avoid you for a while.

They put their heads together and thought up a plan to try and throw you off balance. A joint attack to weaken you so that Satoru could win – definitely against the rules.

You thought you caught Satoru alone, but ended up being sandwiched between the two best friends. Suguru smirked behind you and Satoru grinned like a jackass in front of you.

“Oh, are you tag teaming me? Isn’t this against the rules?” you laughed.

There was an underlying sexual tension. Suguru restrained you in an oddly erotic position, roughly pinning your arms behind your back with his veiny hands. Your ass grazed his crotch and it drove him nuts. He could smell your perfume – it made his head fuzzy like he was high.

Catching your breath, you made a comment, “Damn, I can’t judge your faces… are you guys gonna kill me or fuck me?” you laughed.

“Hey, I mean, one of the rules of the tournament is to not kill each other, right?” Suguru murmured.

Satoru squatted in front of you, emulating your pose, and made his face level with yours. He shadowed you.

“You know what people are gonna talk about after today? “Oh, you know that big-mouthed Kyoto princess lost to Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. She really was just all talk.”” Satoru taunted.

You went silent. Satoru looked smug. They thought you were silent because you thought you were defeated.

⁕⁕⁕

A week earlier.

“Hey, Satoru, did you hear about the Kyoto student that’s coming to this year’s tournament?”

Satoru lazily turned his head, suckling on an ice lolly. The summer heat was at its peak that day. He and Suguru loitered around the vending machines in the shade of a blossoming tree.

“Who?”

Suguru said your full name. Satoru furrowed his brows.

“And who is she?” he sneered.

“Apparently she’s a special grade like us. I heard Yaga talking to Gakuganji on the phone yesterday…”

Satoru laughed when Suguru told him more about the Kyoto student.

“Sounds like the principles are too far up her ass to remember that I exist.”

Suguru hummed. “You know what they’re calling her? “The Strongest”.”

Satoru choked on his ice lolly because he laughed so hard. “Fuck off, seriously?”

The two of them kept talking about you. Satoru was getting loud and cocky.

“Do you really think you can put her in her place, or are you just being cocky?” Suguru genuinely asked.

“Of course I can put her in her place… I’ll squish her like an ant.” Satoru replied confidently and smugly rested his head back on his hands. His sunglasses were slipping down his nose.

I’ll win against a Kyoto princess any day.

⁕⁕⁕

“I can’t believe you actually lost to her, Satoru. I left you alone for one second.”

“Hey! I chose to lose because it was a beneficial decision.” Satoru replied.

“What the hell does that mean?” Suguru asked.

Satoru looked at Suguru and made his cheek bulge with his tongue. Suguru’s mouth fell open and his head tilted forward in disbelief at what he was insinuating.

“No fucking way. Are you serious?” he asked.

Satoru nodded smugly.

“You lucky bastard! God I’m jealous… what was it like?” Suguru asked eagerly.

“Heaven, dude, heaven. Her lips were so fucking soft… and wet… and glossy…”

“Fuck, really?” Suguru listened intently.

“Mhm… I think I came harder than I ever have in my whole life.” Satoru boasted.

A familiar voice spoke and made them jump.

“Oh yeah – it sure was a lot to swallow, Satoru.”

The boys whipped their heads around at you. They stiffened at your sudden appearance, feeling like deer caught in headlights.

“I’m so sorry.” Suguru quickly apologized, “We were just—”

“—talkin’ about how good I can suck cock?” you raised your brows and crossed your arms.

Their cheeks burned.

“Satoru, I hope you didn’t leave out any details.” You smirked. They listened to your kittenish tone and felt blood rushing down to their cocks. “Hey, Suguru, did Six Eyes leave out the fact that he bust before I could even get to the best part? I think I was on my knees for two minutes.”

Satoru’s face went completely red.

“What the hell!”

You continued, ignoring Satoru’s aggressed look, “I’m sure you could hold out for longer than him, right Suguru?”

Suguru widened his eyes, “Yo—?”

You winked. In such good timing, your friend Sam rounded the corner of the corridor and told you that Gakuganji requested your presence. He wanted to congratulate you.

“Aw, m’kay I’ve got to go, boys. But I think I’ll be seeing you two later, won’t I?” you teased.

You poked your tongue into your cheek. The two tall men felt stiff and agitated in their uniform pants.

What a sight; two of the strongest sorcerers being reduced to dumb, horny losers all because of the Kyoto student.

When you left, Suguru let out a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding in the whole time.

“Fuck. She’s hot.” Suguru said.

“Yeah, I know.” Satoru sighed.

⁕⁕⁕

Sneaking out at night was risky.

But there you were, on your knees, reducing the two strongest sorcerers into whimpering, pathetic men.

“Sh—shit, that feels so fucking good.” Satoru gasped, feeling your lips slide up and down his cock. “Fuck!” he threw his head back and gritted his teeth.

Suguru watched intently and slowly glided his fist up and down his own cock, waiting his turn very patiently. The way you sucked his best friend’s cock had him mesmerized.

Satoru moaned and closed his eyes when he started feeling his orgasm approach. “Oh, god… just like th-that. I’m so close.”

You slid off his cock just before he came. Edging Satoru turned him into an even bigger loser than he already was.

“Wait! Fuck — please, I was so close!” he whined.

You smirked and licked your lips, “Too bad.”

Suguru’s jaw slacked as you slid your lips down on his cockhead. You hummed at how thick Suguru’s cock felt; you had to open your mouth wider to accommodate him. He groaned when you started sliding up and down while Satoru watched.

Suguru’s legs buckled when you hollowed out your cheeks and started sucking harder.

“Fuuuck…” he groaned, leaning his head back in bliss.

You suckled out his precum, gulping it down.

Suguru gasped when you took a break from suckling his tip to swirl your tongue on his tight balls.

Satoru’s cheeks burned red as he watched you suck on his best friend's balls. He had this total dumb look on his face when you started stroking his cock while sucking on Suguru.

“Fuck, I’m close.” Suguru warned, his back sliding down the wall as his knees buckled again.

You sucked his cock faster, humming naughtily and keeping eye contact that made his stomach flip. You slid your lips off his cock and started stroking both of them to their orgasms, gliding your hands up and down on two cocks looked so slutty.

Their moans sounded downright pathetic. They were so dumb for you, you were sure you could have asked them to do anything for you. Real dumb boys getting their dumb, fat cocks stroked by your skilled hands.

“Mmm, do my boys wanna cum in my mouth together?” you asked, “Come on, I’ve worked hard ‘n I’m thirsty~”

They moaned and whimpered together, slumping against each other’s shoulders. You stayed in your split-squat pose, which drove them nuts both during the tournament and now when you were sucking their souls out of their cocks.

“Yes, please! Let us cum in your mouth!” Satoru squealed, feeling his orgasm build up quickly. “I’m gonna cum s’much!”

You took turns kissing and making out with the tips of both of their worked up cocks, rubbing them together. You stuck out your tongue and Satoru swears the image of your slutty face burned into his mind immediately. Satoru came first, then Suguru followed, and they painted your tongue and lips with their milky cum.

They could barely stand upright after cumming in your mouth. Their legs gave out.

“Aw, look at that…” you talked smugly, wiping some cum off your lips and sucking it off your finger.

You raised yourself from your squatting position. Satoru and Suguru looked at you through dazed eyes, totally enamoured by you.

“… I think I sucked all your strength out of your cocks. You might have to stop calling yourselves the Strongest.” You giggled devilishly.

“You fuckin’ succubus.” Satoru seethed, annoyed at himself for being weakened by you.

Just you wait. One day I’m gonna be stronger than you and have you bent over screaming for me.

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[frostgears]

the chosen one

there are handlers that went to officer school and supposedly know what the fuck they're doing, all swagger with the authority of the Service behind them, uniforms like slices of space, voices like knives, their lethal charges trailing docile behind them.

they're the ones that show up in the porn sketches and the short clips of grainy video that circulate in the Fleet network. they're the ones that have pages and pages of fan fiction written about them.

then there's you. you didn't go to officer school. your entire signup process was this:

"hey, Cooper, you were in its old unit, weren't you? before it went to the lab? remember anything that'd distract it from biting at its own link sockets and screaming at techs?"

"uh, shit, sir, i can try…"

"great, it wandered into the rec room. go nuts."

you called your last conversation to mind. there'd been two major rec time activities in your last squad, and the alert that kicked off Paloma 17 had interrupted something.

you sat down next to the thing that had once been your squadmate, not meeting its weird red eyes. you already knew it didn't like that; looking it in the face was how Muñoz got their arm broken yesterday.

the augment whiffed of human sweat, the fake citrus of type-2 interface gel, something musty and unpleasant. its fatigues probably hadn't been washed ever.

"hey, asshole," you said, "you still owe me a Kinetic Princess match. best of five, remember? we were two and one when the hammer came down for P-17."

you put a gamepad on the floor next to it.

"ch. ch. ch."

was it laughing?

it swatted the gamepad away.

and then player 2's character select screen came up. without moving a muscle, it picked Valkyrie, switched her outfit to red, and handed you your ass, twice in a row, with no apparent exertion.

"ch. ch. ch."

yeah, it was laughing.

it kept laughing as it used its onboard hardware to disconnect your gamepad, choose the princess you'd just been playing, and win three matches against itself, beating Valkyrie with Marjoram.

again.

three-one.

three-zero.

three-one.

"well," someone said behind you, "that's kinda freaky. but better than tearing up the couch. guess you're on augment duty."

it was going all out. maybe trying to prove some sort of point. to itself? to you?

you got up.

it immediately paused the game.

"hey," you told it, "i gotta piss."

it followed you down the hall into the restroom. it tried to follow you into the stall.

"hah, you find a friend, Acey?" someone laughed.

"shut the fuck up, Lima." you tried to finish your business as best you could. it wasn't easy. the thing really did reek and it was not giving you a lot of space.

fuck it. you rose, didn't bother to wipe. you grabbed the augment and hauled it into the shower, spun the dial to hot, drenched the both of you, fatigues and all.

"wooooo! take it off!"

always a fucking audience in this place.

you found the zippers to strip the thing, flung wet clothing out of the shower at a spectator, pumped all-purpose soap into your hands.

"if you're gonna follow me around," you told the augment, "you gotta smell better."

this had to get done. you soaped it. all over. the generic floral smell of all-purpose soap was definitely an improvement already. felt human enough under your hands, except where it wasn't, the occasional beveled edge of a link socket. between its legs… human standard.

more hooting and hollering from the onlookers.

you remembered too late not to meet its eyes, but it just stared back at you, tilting its head a bit. no sign of aggression. was it smiling?

you never got around to the second major rec time activity with your old squadmate. you had no idea if she was ever interested. you also had no idea if sexual preferences survived augmentation.

fuck it. audentes fortuna iuvat, right? said so on your shoulder patch.

you slid a finger in.

shut the audience right up.

the thing kept staring at you.

you slipped a second finger in and stared back right up until you finished it off. it shivered visibly, made a sort of low whine.

nobody said shit after that. when you finally shut off the water, silence like a library.

you walked out. it trailed behind you. you grabbed a towel off the stack by the shower exit, wrapped the thing in it. it didn't protest. wearing nothing but your own towel, you stalked back to your bunk, hoping you still had a few clean uniforms, your expression daring anyone to mention that a single thing was out of the ordinary.

"heyyyyyy Acey, you get lu—"

someone always dared. this fucking unit.

the augment hissed. an unmodified human throat wouldn't have been able to make that noise; it sounded like a fire extinguisher. there was reverb in that hiss. there were teeth.

"oh, gods, just don't," you said wearily, looking back over your shoulder. it let Chroma, who had a tiny bit of sense in her head, back away slowly, in one piece.

anyway, that's how you became a handler. the pay bump is nice, your CO says you've been fast-tracked for officer school someday, and more to the point, the augment has already saved your whole squad at least three times.

but you have not once showered alone since that day, and you know it'd be a really, really bad idea to ever refuse a game of Kinetic Princess. that's just how it is when your real MOS is "weapon's favorite person". □

[empresskylo]

hai hai!! i have some cod nsfw headcanons ^_^ hope you don’t mind i just have brainworms that need to be let out

price has a MASSIVE (pun intended) size kink. he loves having your small frame beneath him, just manhandling you everywhere >_<

simon is actually really gentle. he definitely has dacryphilia, but the first time you started crying during the act, he got so scared :’( you had to reassure him you were alright ! now he can be more rough, even downright mean at times .

gaz looks like the most ‘proper’ of the 141, but he’s freaky !!! he’s really into degradation and praise, and he’s a huge ass man idc idc ! but he’d also spend hours with body worship just taking care of u

soap’s favorite position is cowgirl / just you riding him, he loves seeing his dog tags dangle between ur tits, holding your hips and just having you on top :p

aah that’s it sorry for spam </3 love your writing

I NEVER MIND HEADCANONS ARE WE KIDDING?!!!

price having a size kink makes my brain malfunction. like i neeeeeed that man. i’m so sorry but i also feel like he’d have a bit of an age gap kink. he’s not that old—he’s like what? late 30s early 40s??—but he secretly really likes dating someone way younger than him. the fact that irl i’m like oh ew gross at those kind of men! but in fiction, i’m like i want that man down bad and obsessed with the fact that he’s larger and older than you. need him to feel like he’s taking advantage of you: being older, bigger, and in higher power, and he hates how much he gets off on that.

no im obsessed with simon being a gentle lover. the thing is, i love him soft and rough, so combining it is just 😩 him being so sweet and slow and gentle at first, but once you convince him you’re ok with him being rough, my man goes a little crazy. he loves to leave bruises on you. loves to degrade you (“look how easily you spread your legs for me. pathetic.” “beg for it, love”). loves to toss you around like you’re nothing. loves seeing your eyes water when he’s just pounding the shit out of you, the way you struggle to form coherent words. if you don’t have tear stains by the time he’s done, he clearly didn’t do his job right. but that’s not every time.. he’s still gentle and takes his time and whispers sweet praises in your ear in between. like UMMMFFF.

gaz is younger (and acts like it) so ofc he’s freaky. i don’t think he gets too weird with it or too obscure in his kinks, but he definitely likes to try new things. he lovesssss to talk dirty, watching you get flustered beneath him from just his words is his favorite thing. and my guy lovessss eating puss lmao. he definitely texts you randomly “please let me come over and go down on you. i just miss you so much.” like he straight up doesn’t expect anything in return, he just likes to get off by pleasing you and needs to taste you or he’ll lose his marbles.

i feel like entire fandom has all agreed soap likes it when his girl is on top 🤪 and they’re right!!! he is most definitely and without a doubt, a boob guy. so watching them bounce as you ride him sends him into aerospace. he is obsessed with watching you work yourself on top of him. and he can be dominant when he wants, but a lot of the time he likes when you take charge. he goes crazy when you shove his chest back down as he tries to sit up and you just mercilessly ride him until he’s a whimpering mess.

thank you for this, anon. i always love seeing other peoples headcanons <3

[wolfofcelestia]

Ok since I'm already thinking about it, here my

Tier List of Fucking Zayne

(Yeah that's the title I'm gonna go with)

S tier:

Master of Fate. I wrote a whole post about him lmao. Basically:

"A centuries year old god with a praise and master kink who’s done some freaky shit in his past but now wants a committed relationship… to do more freaky shit with the one he loves."

A tier:

Foreseer. ...I also wrote a whole post about him LMAO. He doesn't have the experience, technically, but he has the memories of all Zaynes who have done everything under the sun with their MCs, and his body knows how to replicate them. Basically:

"This guy [has] an unlimited backlog of experience with kinks and skills in pleasuring you specifically."

The only reason he's in A tier instead of S tier is because I do picture him as holding himself back somewhat, even if that whole thing with Astra is taken out of the picture. He may have all those skills ready to use in the back of his head but it doesn't change the fact that he's spent centuries alone and needs to get used to the idea of interacting with people

B tier:

Doctor. I talked about him a little bit in Master's post, but Zayne definitely is being held back by his emotions. Yes, he'd definitely get more comfortable once you teach him that it's okay to be a little rough and maybe you like it when he loses control, but it doesn't change the fact that his main priority in life has always been to take care of you-- and that's where most of his skills come from. Pure, overwhelming love for you.

C tier:

Dawnbreaker. Goddammit, why do I have so many sex headcanon posts about these guys.

Well, if Doctor Zayne has issues with his emotions, here comes an even bigger mess of emotions. I'm not saying Dawnbreaker is a bad lover, I'm saying he can't open himself up emotionally or physically as freely as the others. Rather than fucking you, all he'd ever want is to just fall asleep in your arms

But if you wanted him to, he would of course follow through. He'd do anything for you, and if you're seeking pleasure from him of all people, he'd consider it an honour... even if he's hesitant, unsure, and afraid that he'd hurt you the entire time

He'd need a lot more time than Doctor Zayne to open up, but with enough reassurance and love, he'd blossom into a fiercely dedicated lover who would go to the ends of the earth to make you happy

[neo-techculture]

Swipe Left, Swipe Right... Or Die?

Summary:- A dating service that use people's search history for matchmaking. You're a writer having writer's block. Your friends insist you use the dating service for some inspo. You thought your match might be another writer since all your searches have been about poisons and effective ways to hide a body. Oh boy, you were definitely in for a surprise.

Pairing:- Serial killer!Sam x Writer!Reader

Warnings:- Slight stalking.

Part 1 | Part 2

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You stand in front of the surprisingly aesthetically decorated cafe, a pink and red colored flyer in hand. Near the entrance to the cafe, there was a small blackboard with the words 'Swipe left, or Swipe Right' in quirky handwriting. A few people were seated beneath the outdoor tables, enjoying the shade provided by the adorable umbrellas. Even the interior of the cafe looked cozy.

With a sigh, you walk over to the glass door, push it open, and set off the little bell above. There was a table a few feet in front, and three people seated with papers and tablets. You walk up to the first one; a woman with a friendly-looking smile.

"Welcome! Are you here to find your match?" She smiles, looking up at you through her glasses.

"Yeah," You reply, a little nervous.

The lady's smile widens, "Of course! If you could just fill out this form and give me your phone."

"Sure," You answer as you pull out your phone from your handbag. You hand it over to the lady as she points to the form. It had basic questions like your name, age, interests, etc. Within five to ten minutes, you have finished the questionnaire.

You watch as the lady takes the form back along with your phone. The latter, she connects it to her tablet. After about ten minutes, she turns back to you and hands over your phone.

"There, all done! We have found you a potential match. How exciting! Please go over to floor 2, table 5. If you have any questions, there are staff spread around the building."

You thank her, walking over to the elevator and pressing the button to the second floor. You were nervous would be an understatement.

You were a bestselling author working on a new project. But lately, you seem to lack the inspiration and motivation to write. It was as if nothing you wrote was good enough. To switch things up, your friends suggested signing up for the new dating service, insisting that it might help spark new ideas. You found it a little freaky that the service used people's search history to find a match. You finally relented two days ago. What was the worst thing that could happen?

The elevator door opens into a well-furnished lobby with tables for two, some even three and four. There were little numbered cards that made it easier to find yours.

There was already a person seated at your table, his back to you. You tap him on the shoulder, prompting him to turn around. He had the clearest blue eyes, and his blond hair made them even more prominent.

"Oh, hi! I'm Sam." He introduces himself with a smile. "You must be my match."

You introduce yourself before you both sit down.

"So, uhm.." You laugh nervously. "This is a bit awkward."

"Tell me about it," he chuckles. "I'm quite nervous myself."

It was a little awkward at first but you both hit it off quickly. Sam was fun to talk to. He tells you about his love for exploring haunted locations with his best friend, Colby.

"What do you do?" He asks, his head tilted slightly to the left.

"I'm a writer," You reply as your eyes light up, which happens whenever you talk about something you love; Sam notices.

"Oh shit," He murmurs. "No wonder, what did I even expect.."

His words were too low for you to catch.

"Pardon?" You lean forward a bit, a confused look on your face.

Sam jolts as he hears your voice. "Um, it's nothing," He laughs sheepishly.

"It's.. my first time meeting a real author y'know.." He smiles. He had this weird glint in his eyes which you couldn't put your finger on.

As you chuckle, Sam's gaze fixates on your lips, admiring their shape and softness. He notices how so soft and red they look; he's sure it'll feel even better when they're on his. Cause, Sam knows you're his next obsession, his newest addiction. He doesn't care if it's too fast; after all, Colby always said he got obsessed with things fast.

After about half an hour, Sam led you out of the cafe.

"So... Is it too soon to ask you out for another date?" He grins.

He loves the way your cheeks flush a soft pink; it might be his new favourite thing.

"R-Really?" You stutter, feeling flustered all of a sudden.

Sam nods. "Really, give me your number." Sam hands his phone over for you to type in your number. He pockets the phone after you give it back.

He just stares at your for a minute before leaning down slowly. Your pulse raced faster, and your stomach filled with butterflies. You were sure that he could hear the frantic beating of your heart. Sam's lips touch your cheek in a gentle brush, staying there for a few seconds before he straightens back to his full height.

Oh, how he wished he had a camera to capture this moment. Your doe eyes wide, lips slightly parted and a flush coating your cheeks.

"See you later, doll." Sam's lips tip up in a tiny smirk.

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As you walk back to your apartment, you go over the events of the day in your head. It's obvious that you liked Sam. He's funny and sweet, and you can't wait for the next date.

After a short while, you start to feel that someone is following you. You glance in all directions, but no one is in sight. You dismiss it as your paranoia and carry on walking. Only after you get inside your apartment and lock the door, do you feel safe.

Meanwhile, Sam watches your movements through the window. From where he's standing and your apartment being on the second floor, he could only glimpse a shadow of your movements.

'No matter', he thinks. He would soon remedy that too. He had followed you back home, hiding himself effectively. It was amusing to see the slight fear in your doe eyes, your steps getting a little faster each time, and the constant looks over your shoulder as if sensing a predator nearby.

Your lovely face is etched in his memory: the way the orange summer dress complimented your skin tone, the heels that accentuated the length of your legs, the soft waves of your chocolate brown hair cascading down your shoulders, with a few delicate strands framing your face.

Sam was absolutely certain that he would kill anyone who tried to hurt you. It won't be the first time that he has committed murder, after all. You belong to him, even if you are not yet aware of it.

Sam walks back to the house he shared with his best friend and partner in crime. He finds Colby sprawled on the living room sofa, a beer in hand, and watching some random show. Hearing footsteps, Colby turns to Sam, an eyebrow-raising at the look on his face.

"You got that look on his face bro," He comments. "The one that you get when you find something new to obsess over."

Sam grins, a glint in his eyes. "Because I did."

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Had this in my mind for quite a while. Enjoy reading! Don't be shy to put in requests or just questions and stuff in general!

HAVE A NICE DAY :)

[darylsdelts]

Hi😊 I was wondering if you could write the A - Z NSFW head canons for Daryl when you feel like it? I really love how you write him!

Tysm for this anon! This is fun!

Please keep in mind that sometimes I’m in the mood for subby Daryl and sometimes the opposite so my own opinions constantly change so, aside from this… yes Daryl is also daddy.

Aftercare - in the beginning, Daryl definitely doesn’t know what to do with himself after being intimate with you. The first few times, he pulls away after without saying anything and would either head out or just make some space between you. After he realises you actually want him there and understands what he should do then he definitely holds you close to his chest, a kiss on the top of your head, tells you he enjoyed it and he loves you.

Body - favourite body part… Daryl’s a boob man. He don’t give a shit, big or small but he loves em. (Norman is the biggest fucking boob man so so is Daryl, ok?) he also loves your eyes because he finds comfort in them, being able to hold eye contact is a big thing for Daryl. That being said, he basically get separation anxiety if he hasn’t been able to play with your pussy for a while😭 (not really but you’re his first time for everything so he just can’t get enough)

Cum - hear me out, Daryl used to get scared to cum. Like it took a while for him to get used to it. He’d enjoy show good it all felt but as soon as he would get too close he’d ask you to stop, he didn’t know why but he’d get all panicky. Until one day you very gently told him you were gonna make him cum and you guided him through it. It’s not like he hadn’t jerked off before, he didn’t even understand the anxiety himself. But the first time you did make him cum, there was quite a lot and he got real shy but he enjoyed it and since then he’s a fiend for when you just use your hand. He’s not really into cumming on your face but he likes the tummy. Even though he knows he can’t, sometimes he’ll still beg to cum inside you.

Dirty secret - he secretly likes the thought of you forcing him to watch yourself get off on your own fingers, tormenting him and not letting him touch you or himself. You’d have him practically rutting into thin air as he watched your fingers work hard, wishing it was his cock.

Experience - Daryl had no experience before you, he was a virgin. He didn’t outright say that but you caught on and you eventually asked him about it, which to your surprise he didn’t get defensive about, he was more ashamed than anything. But good Lord, he used his fingers liked he’d been in training his whole life, sure he was inexperienced but it didn’t show. The only telltale sign was his premature ejaculation the first time you two messed about and also how he humps his hips against the mattress when he eats you out.

Freaky - He’s not freaky lmfao. He’s pretty vanilla, with a submissive streak. The most dominant he gets is calling you a good girl and making you suck his fingers. Other than that he’s gentle and tends to slip into a sort of submissive role.

Goofy - Daryl’s too focused to be goofy. Nothing to laugh about if his girl ain’t cumming yet. But he’s not boring, obviously, just usually too caught up in pleasure. Unlessssss… you’re overstimulating him, something he loves, then he might get a little giggly accidentally but only because he doesn’t know what to do with himself when you’re attacking his sensitive head.

Hair - Daryl’s hair is sparse on his chest and torso but his happy trail gets a little darker, not black though, I would say probably a medium brown colour, let’s remember he’s a blonde baby at heart. He’s got a little bit of bush going on but he trims it now and then. As for you, he couldn’t care less, he’s still gonna eat his meal 😋! If you do get the chance to shave, he’d most likely be surprised. “What’s this? Ya been shavin’? Hope ya ain’t done it fer me”. He wouldn’t want you to think you have to shave for him to find you attractive, to be honest it kinda throws him off when you’re hairless.

Intimacy - he’s a needy fucker for a cuddle. He don’t look like it but he might as well be the damn cuddle monster when it comes to you. In private of course. In public he’d just squeeze your hand and maybe kiss your forehead if no one’s looking but PDA makes him uncomfortable. That’s why he’s so touchy and clingy at home.

Jerking off - not much time for Daryl to touch himself, also, he’s with you so he might aswell just ask you to do it. However, if for any reason you’re apart, he might get a little pent up, start daydreaming about things you say to him and how you say it “such a good boy, Daryl” he’d practically fuck his hand, being so desperate for release that he’d cum way too fast. He also likes to cup his balls when he cums.

kinks - secret mommy kink secret mommy kink secret mommy kink. He didn’t know he had one but he did know that he tends to gravitate to nurturing women who make him feel comforted but he’s never found any sexual desire there until he met you. So attentive and so nurturing, you always knew what he needed… it just slipped out one time, you were straddling him whilst he was still clothed. You’d teased him all day and he was a mess, rutting against your core through his jeans, begging to be touched. He couldn’t help it when he had an accidental orgasm in his pants and moaned out “m-mommyyyy”. And boy did you hold him to that.

Location - Home. Daryl don’t take no risks! Except for when he lets you tease him under the table at meetings.

Motivation (turn ons) - you, especially if you’ve been fighting, he loves watching his girl fight. Your kindness turns him on as-well, unless someone takes advantage of it, then he’s out to kill.

No (turn offs) - roughness, he’s not into being rough with you or you being tough with him. His life’s been rough enough.

Oral - he gets whimpery when you suck his dick, he bucks his hips and whines and he fucking loves it. Almost as much as he loves to eat you out. He’d lay on his stomach, eating you out whilst simultaneously rubbing his cock against the mattress, leaving a puddle of precum.

Pace - usually a slow to medium pace, he likes making love to you but if he’s stressed or had a rough day, he’s gonna go fast. That’s the only time he’ll be overly dominant. Basically just using your body.

Quickie - as much as he thinks about it, Daryl’s not pushing you up against a tree mid-hunt. It’s dangerous and not exactly comfortable for you. The closest thing he’s gotten to a quickie is one time you teased his cock through his jeans during a group dinner and he was so close to cumming he basically dragged you to the bathroom and had you suck him off.

Stamina - less than he had in the beginning 😭 he’s 55 now, he’s still got impeccable stamina and could go for round two but not as quickly as he could at 40.

Toys - one day, you came home from a scavenge with a vibe, he was a little annoyed, saying you could’ve got more important things but you assured him that this was all you found. He assumed it was for your use only but… you held it to his frenulum and suddenly he was glad it was all you could find. You told him that if you found a dildo you could use that on him too but he couldn’t tell if you were joking or not, maybe he’d let you use your fingers before any of that… maybe.

Unfair - after all of this submissive Daryl talk, he does like seeing you flustered, he likes to tease just as much as you do, he makes it like a little competition.

Volume - he’s quiet, small grunts and whimpers unless the vibe is involved then you gotta stuff your panties in his mouth.

Wild card (random hc) - likes when you worship his body, makes him less insecure (which he very much is but shouldn’t be)

X-ray - 7 inches and thick! Tip is a pinky red and he’s uncut. His balls are heavy asf but pretty tight. 4 inches when soft and when he’s hard it stands to attention with no curve.

Yearning - tried to play it cool… still tries to play it cool but is obsessed with you.

Zzz - as soon as you’re snuggled up, he’s gone. Fucking finally, he never slept well before you.

God this took fucking ages.

[moshpitgamma]

resending my clay nsfw hcs request jic it got wiped by tumblr 😵 honestly i gotta say i've never really been into x reader stuff but you're the exception!! something about your writing is just so much fun i'm a big fan

OMG THX BABES😫😘🤍🤎 and I would love to do you some clay Headcannons😌‼️LETS GET STARTEDD

Clay x GN! Reader||NSFW Headcannons

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📚Clay is about 8.5 inches when hard and 8 inches when he is soft. He is also a grower more than a shower.

📚He will try so hard to be serious, but will fail and just end up being a dirty talking tease

📚Y’all can’t tell me this man doesn’t like to be sneaky and do freaky shit while people are in the area. If you and him are sitting at a table, then he is rubbing you through your clothes and will discreetly say “If you make us get caught, I’m gonna punish you”

📚His kinks are spanking, voyeurism, bondage, and edging

📚In my Headcannons I like to think that trolls have fangs and tails, so he will definitely wrap his tail around either your body or your tail, while trying to keep you closer

📚He is a loud groaner in bed but if y’all do it in his office, then he’s trying his extra hardest not to growl like a fucking lion

📚He is a mean top but goes soft if you have a bad day or you’re just done with his bullshit

📚He gets turned on easy. Clay is getting turnt on by your clothes, laugh, smile, and hell he might even get turnt on by the way you hug him. I also think he is touch starved asf because he secretly misses the physical contact he got during his band days

📚He loves to leave hickeys and love bites from his fangs on your body. He will also get a little shy and embarrassed when you show them off but in the inside he’s just proud and happy

📚he doesn’t care where you guys do it at but if it’s in a crowded or populated area than he’s cautious

📚he seems the type to own at least 3 vibrators just to tease you with them

📚his favorite positions are any position that shows your pleasured face

📚Will say something like “Lemme pump all my cum in you baby” or “Want you to have all my eggs” and he will say it in the most perfect times too

📚Has had a fantasy of you and viva tieing him up and forcing him to watch you and her fuck and pleasure eachother

📚His aftercare is him massaging all your sore spots, running you a nice bubble bath, and bringing you nothing but water and your favorite snacks

Sorry again y’all for the hold up but y’all really filled my inbox right tf back up😭 I’m not gone close it again!!!! But damn🤣

[daftdrac]

Took me like two months to catch onto the dp&w hype cause I've despised most marvel stuff majority of my life but whaddya know the autism finally latched onto the silly homoerotic old man yaoi. Anyways I'm seeing the movie this Saturday and the intensity with which I am constantly shaking increases as the seconds tick closer. I'm also seeing it with my friend who's a big marvel nerd and I'm actually gonna eXPLODE cause he's been giving me lore about X-Men and Deadpool stuff since I don't know shit ❤️‍🩹 I've watched the first dp and plan to watch the second either Thursday or Friday to PREPARE. Guys if you can't tell I'm superrrr Neurotypical the most normal person ever actually and definitely not obsessed with toxic hurt comfort old man superhero yaoi

(I don't care that neither Deadpool or Wolverine are technically classified as superheros it's marvel it's superheros.)

Uhmm. I've already done like an hour of research about wolverines (animal) and have many many many silly head canons for the old man (I gave him a tail) (idk Wade's freaky he's into furries or something canonically isn't he)

I've drawn them sooo much already and I've done a few chibi drawings and I'm currently drawing Wade as a pinup girl (his suit is cuntified) but uhhh it's ROUGH rn so no wip 💔 erm I'm not okay like actually. These idiots have taken over my brain in a matter of like a week. And my depression is also kinda flaring up so my memory is SHITTT rn I literally don't remember anything that happened the last 3-5 days besides shaking with anxiety after I spoke to one of my teachers and thinking about these idiots. My friends are starting to get tired of this ♥️

I should probably stop writing now this is already a REALLYY long post uhm idk Tumblr etiquette so idk where I should put the post cut off I'm jjet gonna hope Tumblr does it automatically if it doesn't I'm sorry I've been having so many thoughts about these guys actually I just needed to write some (like 6%) of them down

[nut4shuri]

DATING LETITIA WRIGHT🤍

HOW YOU MET

You are a well known Fasion Designer,and good friend of Ryan Coogler.(the director of wakanda forever)

He introduced you two together at the premiere of Black Panther.

And Talked about how Letitia was a big fan of fashion and how she should see some of your lines and workings.

Letitia already knew who you where tho,she talked about how she was a big fan and loved your workings.

ALL NIGHT SHE STARED AT YOU,NEVER BROKE EYE CONTACT AND AT ONE POINT SHE WAS EVEN CHECKING YOU OUT!!

She's always trying to make you laugh(she did the whole night)

You two talked all night and you even filmed one of her photo shoots and met once again because you where the costume designer for the Wakanda Forever Movie. (Not ryan tryna be Cupid in this bitch.🤣)

Dates

She takes you out a lot but not nun of the regular boring dinner dates.

She does cheesy shit like take you out on picnics,Camping and even took you to Nanuoya one of her favorite places to visit.

During dates you get nothing but princess treatment the whole day.. And all night of course.

She does not mind spending a band on you,Because anything her princess wants she gets.

She loves to pamper you with gifts and attention.

She knows you love the simple things so each time shes get she turns on the hot tub, brings out the roses and snacks and puts on a movie.

She loves taking you out of the city,and all over the world.

Getting yall nails done together is something yall do often.

She knows you love reading so she takes you on "library dates" often.

She loves peace and quiet so every now and then yall leave yall lives behind and fly out to different places.

Theater Dates All The Time.

She loves taking you cute photos while out on dates.

She buys you flowers all the time.

Shopping together is always a Promise.

Freaky Deakyy

As sweet and innocent as she looks,she's a freaky ass girl.

She never fails to make a freaky joke,no matter the conversation.

During interviews with you two she demands you to sit on her lap.

She loves making you cum in public,no matter the time or place.

She's definitely a Dom/Top but she does not mind you taking over every know and then but she knows you wont last long being a Top but she just lets you have fun.

She loves smacking your ass,she never misses out on an opportunity to smack that mf. Even in public.

She's a big EATER,and she swallows she loves to eat you out 24/7 and would do it for hours if you let her.

She loves to sit and watch you masturbate its very entertaning to her.

She also likes to buy lots of toys to use on you and one of her favorite things to do is handcuff you and eat you out.

She straps you down every day.

She hits it from the side,the back,the front,360,60 degree angle,34+35 ways..yall know.

And as little as she is shes strong as hell. She loves to pick you up and eat you out and strap you down against the wall.

Her favorite postiing is doggystyle cause she likes to pull your hair.

She keeps a pole in the middle of yall bed room..for personal reasons.

And in Oya,Balcony Sex Is Always a Thing.

Watching you work

Theres not a day where she dosent love to watch you work.

She loves how passionate you are about fashion and all of your dreams.

She loves your hard work and dedication and never lets you forget.

And when you doubt yourself she does not take a second to pull you over her legs and give you some repercussion.😏

She's very supportive of your dreams and always their for you even when she can't be.

When she's away on big days she calls every minute,every second of that day.

She helps around your warehouse and gives new ideas.

Shes always sad when she has to leave you but loves to watch you go.

She loves watching you model your outfits especially the bathing suit line.

Shes always talking about yall future and trying to better it.

Shes always lookin for better ways to communicate with you.

She tries to avoid making you angry or just not giving you your personal space.

(Because even though yall together its fundamental that yall give each other space from time to time.)

If yall get into an argument you both admit your wrongs and work it out.

She talks about yall future wedding a lot.

She talks about having kids and a dog,etc.

She knows you would be a part of her future weather yall are together or not.

so i tried..

[luckych]

ʚ 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : gaming 🎮 ɞ

ʚ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : lee jeno x reader ɞ

ʚ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : definitely smut 😭 like there’s nothing fluffy about this ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : very short ngl, whining, mentions of tears, really suggestive but i don’t finish it, TINY BIT of voyeurism, JUST SOME KINKY FREAKY SHIT. ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : 1061 words. i know i told myself that i’d challenge myself, but i’m not in the mood. i got tests to do on monday, so this is really short for that reason. i feel the urge to die ngl.. 😭 ɞ

ʚ 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : basically, jeno is cockwarming the reader while he’s playing video games.. there’s not much else to it ngl. ɞ

ʚ 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : me @luckych the idea might not have come directly from me and might’ve been done before, but none of my work is plagiarized. i wrote everything by myself, so you can obviously use the idea, but do NOT take my work and pass it off as your own, please and thank you. ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ɞ

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jeno was busy in his room playing overwatch with haechan and mark. (i have never played overwatch nor do i know what their favorite game is so.. take that info however you want..) he had his headset on, shouting at his two friends to get better at the game or he was gonna stop playing with them.

you were sitting right on top of him, or should i say you were sitting on top of him while he was inside of you. how the predicament happened was that you told jeno that you were bored and you needed something to do. somehow he formed the bright idea to try cockwarming while he was playing video games.

of course you wouldn’t dare turn down the idea. i mean— it was the perfect cure to your boredom.

so that’s how you were sitting down on your boyfriend’s lap, playing on your phone while he cock was deep inside of you. it was hard to focus, believe it or not, when you just have a cock sitting inside of you but nothing is happening.

you were craving some sort of friction as your wetness was drenching him and his pants. while he was moving, it wasn't the movement that you needed. it felt nice to get some sort of collision of his tip hitting against your cervix, but you were close to pleading for more.

“haechan, either move the fuck out of the way, or play the game!,” jeno angrily yelled into his mic, his anger being through the roof. as jeno continues playing, he slams his fist against his desk, thrusting his hips as he immediately hits your g-spot.

you let out a small whine, the contact being more than enough to make your head spin. you almost drop your phone out of your hand, jerking forward at his one rough thrust. jeno immediately looks over his shoulder, seeing you softly pant against the palm of your hand.

jeno begins to smirk mischievously, keeping his hips still as he chuckles softly. after you finally caught your breath, your laid your head against his shoulder, begging and pleading for him to fuck you directly in his ear, to no avail. he still kept his hips still, playing his game more calmly than before.

“finally, haechan, do your part,” jeno said, smashing his fingers down on the keyboard as he shot at any enemies in sight. as you realized he has no plan to fuck you as you wanted, you took matters into your own hands.

you began to softly grind against his cock, feeling his cock swirl around the walls of your tight pussy. you softly moaned, your lips close towards the mic. you began to whine louder as the friction of your grinding just wasn’t good enough.

jeno immediately held your hip with his free hand, the other hand tapping the keys his game as he softly grunted. “keep still..,” jeno said in response to your grinding, gripping down on your hip tightly. he had a small scowl on his face, his eyebrows furrowed as he had to multitask.

“c’mon, jeno.. please. i need it — i need you..,” you pleaded, placing small kisses against his jawline. jeno softly grunted into the mic, neither haechan or mark batting an eye. jeno began to roughly smash his fingertips against the keys, the roughness echoing off the keys.

you knew that he wasn’t going to oblige to your demands, so you began to softly bounce against his cock, a soft squelching sound protruding from your soaking pussy. you immediately moaned, your mouth closer towards the mic. jeno placed his hand over your mouth, a quiet groan leaving his lips.

“what was that?,” mark asked, his voice being rather questioning as haechan was oblivious to the noise. jeno didn’t answer. he only thrusted his hips as the feeling of your tight, wet pussy enclosing him egged him on. you were finally gaining the pleasure you deserved, jeno’s hips thrusting up slower than you would’ve liked.

“faster.. please, faster!,” you cried out as he hit your g-spot with his cock head. you could feel him still thrusting at the same pace as he rolls his eyes with spite. you were whining like crazy, jeno still smashing his fingers on the keyboard like a madman as he had to one hand his game and keep your frantic body under his control.

as you were about to plead with him once again, he thrusted his hips hard, making you moan loudly. he immediately shoved his fingers in your mouth, haechan and mark immediately asking jeno questions as they heard the moan.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about. you’re just hearing what you wanna hear..,” jeno said as he continued thrusting his hips, you sucking on his fingers with teary eyes as he chuckled softly.

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - honestly, i feel like this was pretty good ngl.. i could’ve out a bit more effort, but i got school. (·•᷄∩•᷅ )

₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - again, this was made by me @luckych you can use my idea, but please, don’t copy my work word for word or repost my work anywhere. that’s all i ask.. (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

[guerrillateezsworld]

Rory Keaner dom and sub headcannons

-a/n- hey hey long time no see. i’m back for now but i probably still won’t be writing as much. my friend begged me for this though so i guess all do it

warnings- nsfw, dom and sub rory, normal smut/suggestive stuff

here’s my opinion on dom and sub rory! ALL FAKE AND A PART OF MY IMAGINATION!!

made for @memog1rl

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SUB RORY

-sweet

-WHINY OMFG IM TELLING YOU

-honestly, rory is probably a lot more freaky than you’d think.

-some of his kinks:

-mommy OR daddy kink (depending on his partner)

-he likes having his partner handcuff him idk why

-BLINDFOLDS!!

-soft sex because it’s rory. when he’s a sub, he’s all needy and whiny(bratty) and just needs your affection or anything to satisfy his

-PRAISE KINK!!

-DEGRADING KINK!!

-others

-be nice to him, be respectful. even if he likes being degraded, just don’t be extremely mean about it

-he’s a really emotional person and you can tell

-depending on his mood, he can be very BRATTY or OBEYING. just depends on how freaky he’s feeling lmfao

-if he’s bratty, ur in for a ride!!

-if he’s very obeying, make sure you let him know he’s being your good boy

-pet names like baby, babyboy, cutie, sweetie, etc. gets him going!!

-call him a good boy!!! (unless he’s being bad, just don’t be too mean)

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DOM RORY

-well shit… have fun!!

-just because he’s on the smaller side doesn’t mean he can’t manhandle you

-he’s still really soft and caring but yk.. yeahhh

-HE IS SO POSSESSIVE OMFGGGGG

-when he’s a dom, it’s usually rough sex unless he’s tired and he just wants to make you feel good, he doesn’t care abt his release

-some kinks:

-BITING!! yk, since he’s a vampire, ofc he has a biting kink duhhh

-not really a blood kink but it is cuz he’s a vamp, but when he kind of sinks his fangs, he’ll always suck the blood duh. but not too much, like barely because he really really doesn’t want to hurt you. if you don’t wanna be bit, he’ll NEVER EVER force you AT ALL

-HICKEYS OMFGGGGG. he loves it so so so much. when you guys are done, you’re definitely COVERED. if you don’t want them noticeable, they’ll be where usually only he can see them. or on your thighs and stomach, maybe even your back. but always expect to have hickeys no matter what

-SHOWER SEX!! he’s a lot stronger than you’d think. so he’s able to hold you so you don’t fall. but you’ll always be left sore no matter what

-others:

-bite marks everywhere. kind of like hickeys but bite marks. sometimes he’ll use fangs but he also no fangs

-when you’re wearing a dress, he’ll make you sit on his lap

-or he’ll 100% always have his arms around you. hands on your thighs, hips, arms, yeah

-he’s a really good brat tamer tbh… so make decisions wisely!!

-he loves when you’re so obeying. like you’re his and he’s glad you’re so sweet and listen to everything he says

-he calls you his good girl (or boy)

-if you’re comfortable with it, he loves calling you his slut. like it’s just natural instinct tbhhhh

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anddd done!! i hope you all enjoyed it and thanks for reading❤️❤️