#uhhh sorry is it okay that reader is the one who initiates kiss this time?

[ssentimentals]

Hey can you do n.25 “as a yes” from the prompt with Joshua. Thanks 💚

hi, darling💜 thanks for the request, hopefully you will like it!

25. kiss as a 'yes' (hong jisoo)

'i can't believe we're doing this.' you whisper, looking around.

joshua can relate fully. this evening was supposed to go very differently - hopefully on a date with a girl of his dreams, not with him sneaking into his literature professor's cabinet together with the said girl of his dreams - you. he can't even remember how you both ended up here (losing in rock-paper-scissors to other group members, that's how), but he's incredibly thankful for your company because not only it's easier to do this together than alone, but he now also can just enjoy having you near even if reason for it is not very romantic.

'joshua, i'm gonna cry,' you whisper as you both reach east wing of the building, which is reserved for teaching staff only. 'if we gonna get caught i will legit cry.'

'...as a distracting strategy so we won't get punished?'

'wha- no, joshua, not as a distracting strategy. as in, actual tears due to a nervous breakdown for being caught.' you hiss, hitting him lightly on the chest.

well. joshua has nothing to say on that so he stays silent, moving along with you until you both are standing next to 212 door, which is empty because literature professor is on his lunch break and everyone knows how he always forgets to lock his study. joshua is the one to touch the door handle first and is the first to enter blissfully empty room, ushering you inside urgently. adrenaline spikes up in both of you and you move in sync, running towards the only table inside, searching for certain paper.

'i was planning to just have a chill night, go buy ice cream, watch some stupid tv show on netflix and not think about midterms for just one fucking evening,' you mutter in a hushed tone, making sure to place everything back to where it was before you grabbed it. 'not searching for next essay topic on midterm!'

'yeah, not exactly ideal,' joshua says under his nose, looking through bunch of documents. 'i also had a whole plan for this evening.'

'really? what was it?' you ask distractingly. 'he mostly has papers to grade here, i don't think we'll find anything about next midterms.'

joshua answers automatically, more concerned about task at hand than what he's saying: 'i was planning on asking you out and taking you to this nice new cafe that opened close to the river and then, maybe, thought we could go the amusement park.' he tries to open few drawers and sighs rejectedly. 'all's closed. yeah, i think you're right, we won't find anything here. should we just go?' he looks up and startles at you standing close, looking at him with wide eyes. 'um, yes?'

'you-' you start and then shake your head. 'have you heard what you said? or it was a joke?'

at first joshua ia confused but then he remembers and blood stills in his veins. oh, crap. flashing you awkward smile, he knows he can't take anything back and decides that honesty is the best policy anyway. 'sorry, was that weird? uh, i was not joking. i really wanted to ask you out-'

'yes.' you interrupt him, trying your hardest not to smile.

'-but then we got robbed into this whole thing and then- wait, what?' joshua blinks, unsure. 'you said-'

you move so quickly that he gets a whiplash. your lips touch his for few seconds only but in those few seconds his stomach does a salto and his whole world moves a little on its axis. he stares at you in shock as you beam at him brightly. 'is that an answer for you?'

joshua swallows. 'yes. yes, it is.'

[pearlescentparade]

can I get uhhh two time x reader fluff

when fine shyt lowk offputting but theyre cute so its okay

eyes only for you 🔄 two time x reader fluff 💝

"i could just stare at you forever," two time blurts out randomly while you two are sitting on the couch, innocently beaming when you turn to look at them with a worried look.

"..that's creepy, timey. plus, you already do!" it's true, you can feel their eyes on you whenever you do anything around the house. last week comes to mind, when you went to get the laundry.

"oh, shoot, i need to get the clothes from the dryer. i'll be right back!" you jumped up from your spot on the couch next to two time, and walked to the bathroom where your washer and dryer were located. crouching down, you opened the door to the dryer and began transferring the clothes to a hamper. when you finished, you lifted the hamper up and turned to leave when you saw someone.

staring at you. from behind the doorframe. one hand clasped on it as they peeped at you. eyes dark and smile wide.

your blood ran cold as you screamed, dropping the hamper of clothes and spilling it on the floor. thrown off-balance from the sheer fear you felt, you also fall on your behind. the peeping tom, who you then realized was just two time, emerged from behind the doorframe and rushed to your side, helping you up.

"shit- timey, what the hell!?" you stood up, brushing off your clothes. "sorryyy, hehe. i only wanted to check on you! can't i look after my partner??" despite your more-than-dismayed expression and language, two time continued to grin, as if they didn't almost kill you with a heart attack.

your eyes narrowed, "i said i'd be back quickly, i wasn't going to take that long! ...don't sneak around like that, or you won't be getting any kisses or anything for a week!!" their smile dropped completely, now replaced with a wide-eyed frown. it always unnerved you how quickly their mood could change. "..are you mad at me? pleasedon'tbemadpleasepleasepleasepleaseimsorrypleaseiwon'tdoitagaini'msorry-" they rambled for your forgiveness.

you felt hesitant now, any initial anger you had dissipating at their pleas. "..no. i'm not mad, just- you can make it up by picking up the clothes and helping me put them away." at that, two time brightened up again, clearly satisfied with successfully guilt tripping helping you find it in your heart to forgive them. immediately, they got to work assisting you in scooping the clothes back into the hamper.

a shiver travels down your spine and you shudder just from remembering the way they stared at you from the door.

two time tilts their head to the side, "it's not my fault! you're nice to look at! and you always have a funny reaction." they giggle playfully, watching a small blush creep on your face from the flattery.

"i swear you're actually possessed." you groan in unamusement and lay your head on their chest.

"...you smell really good too."

you hit two time with a pillow square in the face.

(a/n: chat do we fuck with slightly creepy two time i wanted to highlight how unstable and insane they are while keeping it lighthearted ALSO SORRY UTS RLLY SHORT didnt really know what to write so i js freeballed it based off of a fluff prompt and also this is like . the third request ive done today)

[9tzuyu]

exquisite (rewrite)

[old version]

summary: uhhh idk artist!reader gets f*cked by nat

warnings: 18+, smut, choking (verrrrryyy briefly), mommy kink

also its been awhile since i’ve written smut so if this is awful do not perceive me >:(.

thank you moli for proofreading, i love u <3

dt: @nermalina hey bff heres that smut i promised you. consider it a very late birthday gift <3

🏷: @natasha-danvers @kermy48 @yelenabelovasgf @blackxwidowsxwife @slut-for-nat

natasha had been a model for dozens of people, dozens of times. it never crossed your mind that she would model specifically for you. the redhead was aggressively known for rejecting people's pleas for her to let them paint, sketch, or mold her from clay.

so it came as a surprise when you came across an email requesting a one-on-one session with you. had natasha's name not caught your eye, you would've deleted the email and completely missed such a huge opportunity.

you just didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.

the all too known model would be at your apartment in half an hour. you had already set up your supplies the night before out of pure nervousness of her arrival.

you stood in the middle of your kitchen, a cup of orange juice in hand as you thought about the different styles you could draw her in. however, your train of thought was unexpectedly interrupted by the sound of a knock at your door.

natasha was twenty minutes early. and god did it feed into your anxiety.

after unlocking the deadbolt, you were greeted with a friendly pair of green eyes. you didn't say anything, only moving out of the way so she could walk in.

she took in her surroundings, and you suddenly felt a little embarrassed about your apartment. it was cheap, invaluable compared to the rich houses you knew natasha had been invited to.

"sorry it's not much," you mumbled.

"no, it's fine. it's different... in a good way i mean." she reassured quickly, "it doesn't scream how much you want to impress me."

you gave an awkward nod and led her into the living room, motioning to her that you wanted her on the couch.

"okay, you can get into any form you want as long as-" seeing natasha with her clothes half off and still going caught your breath. "-you're comfortable."

she saw your panic from the corner of her eye and smirked. natasha tended to have that effect on people, but this was the first time she allowed someone to draw her fully nude. seeing the look in your eyes as they roamed her body gave her the confidence boost she needed.

you bit your lip as you watched natasha position herself. her right arm rest against the armrest, legs situated atop each other while her left arm fell against her hip.

and just when you thought she had finalized her position, she bent her left knee up and spread her legs. you had to bite your tongue to keep yourself from moaning out loud.

"how's this?"

you nodded, "perfect."

normally natasha could keep herself busy with small talk, but you seemed to be much more quiet than the other artists she'd modeled for. she liked that though, because she already knew it would be easy to make you squirm.

her eyes steadied themselves on your face. you were very focused on your work, she could tell by the involuntary frown on your face. when you looked up from your canvas you were met with a pair of green eyes staring directly at you. nervously, you tried to glance at a different part of her body, but that would betray you because the first thing your eyes landed on was her cunt.

you tried to cover up your action, but the sound of natasha's laugh indicated that she saw the whole thing happen.

"do you want a closer look?" her voice was raspy, causing you to freeze. "really, i don't mind. the second i saw your picture online i knew i wanted to fuck you."

you felt the air in your lungs leave your body. she stood up from her position and strutted her way into your personal space. natasha towered over you while you sat on your stool. she thrusted her hips lightly against your back so you knew she was in charge. it wasn’t long before her lips began to attack your neck. sloppy kisses littered the edge of your jawline, a generous specialty of hers.

"but the drawing, i haven't fin-"

"i don't care. now do you want me to fuck you in here or in your bedroom? i'd prefer the bed, but i could make eating you out on the couch doable."

your reply was stuck in the back of your throat, but you wanted her more than anything.

she traced the outline of your face before grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at her. "i don't have much patience and if you make me wait any longer, i'm going to punish you." natasha's eyes grew dark, completely different from the woman who initially walked through the door.

"bedroom," you squeaked, but before you could go to move natasha picked you up bridal style and carried you herself.

you almost regretted underestimating how strong she was by her petite frame. almost.

she placed you flat on your back and in an instant natasha had your clothes ripped from your body. "sweet girl, you won't know your own name by the time i'm done with you."

she tugged you closer to her so that she could prop both legs on her shoulders, keeping you wide and open just as she wanted.

natasha kissed the inside of your thighs as she worked her way up. your eyes screwed shut, and you found yourself fighting back the urge to moan.

the redhead wouldn't allow that though. she wanted to hear every noise you made slip from your mouth, and she would do anything to get what she wanted.

"open your eyes, let mommy hear those pretty little moans of yours."

she kitten licked the outside of your walls while massaging both of your breasts with her hands, occasionally twisting your nipples for extra stimulation. she dipped the tip of her tongue further into your pussy before retracting and going back to kissing your thighs.

"mommy," you whined.

you could feel natasha smile against your skin. "there you go, my love." you tried to grind your hips further onto her mouth by pushing upwards, but natasha's mouth quickly moved out of reach.

"ah ah ah, be patient. only good girls get what they want." you rolled your eyes and huffed, earning a loud slap to the side of your thigh. "do that again and your ass will be bent over my knee seven shades of red."

her glare went away as soon as she buried her face back between your legs. she was downright greedy, almost possessive over the gift between your legs.

natasha's role of being easy on you was put to an end. she shoved her tongue into your pussy, graciously accepting every inch you had to offer. seeing your back arch, hands balled into fists as they gripped the sheets, gave the redhead a sense of euphoria she'd never felt before.

"mommy please-"

"you're so beautiful when you fall to pieces." natasha purred. "aren't you glad mommy's taking care of you?"

your only response was a loud whine as her tongue flicked over your clit. "c'mon sweet girl, i know you can use your words."

"yes!" your voice was strained, a series of incoherent grunts and moans filling the room. natasha’s mouth covered the entirety of your pussy and her lapping only grew stronger the more you cried.

you clenched tightly around her tongue. your legs automatically reflexed to close, but that didn’t do anything for you except grant natasha deeper access into your cunt.

“m-mommy!” the feeling of natasha’s nails scraping the sides of your thighs was enough to let you know you could come. “mmm, that’s right baby. there you go.”

when she pulled away, you were greeted with the sight of natasha’s sticky, grinning face as she moved to sit on your stomach. she figured she could give you a small break before really fucking you senseless.

but that didn’t mean she would stop completely.

her hands found their way to your breasts, squeezing and pinching them again for extra stimulation. “you like that, don’t you baby?”

“yes, please, i want more!”

natasha giggled, mocking your pathetic pleas for her.

“not yet. don’t be the dirty little whore i know you are. now you’re going to lay here while mommy grinds on your stomach until she gets tired of it.” her hand offered a gentle squeeze around your throat.

“you’re going to have to draw me with my fingers shoved in your cunt before i let you cum again.” she taunted, slowly edging herself on your body. it wasn’t long before you began to feel her heat against your skin.

and truthfully, you’d draw whatever the hell she wanted you to just as long as she kept coming back.