#v headcannons

[stankworth]

after many years of being strong // may you have the chance to be gentle again

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

Hi! If it wouldn't bother you, can you do platonic N, and V with a disassembly drone who's rather dissociative, and has memory loss issues? Like they tend to forget who they are, the people around them, zone out a lot, particularly during fights. Thanks!

This took me like two hours to write but it was so worth it! First ask I've responded to in a long time, so I wanted to make it as good as possible :)

N and V & Drone reader with memory loss issues

★ N was really excited to meet you when he found out Tessa had brought home a new drone! He made you a "welcome home" card. Got V, J and Cyn to sign it and everything! It didn't bother him that your memory was a bit off sometimes.

★ When you first met V, she thought you were just dumb. Tessa had to let her know what was going on with you. She thought it was really funny at first but the novelty quickly wore off. Now it's just annoying and sad (but mostly sad.)

★Back when you both were maids in the old manor, she'd knock over a table or something like that so you would get distracted and spend time cleaning it up. Not talking to her and asking silly questions. It worked very well!

★ After Cyn killed Tessa you didn't recognize N and V as much as you did before. V pretends not to care. The first few times she actually didn't care. But after a while it started to make her melancholic tick her off. You really don't remember her, do you?

★ N, on the other hand, gets visibly sad when you forget who he is. A few times he's even cried! He knows it's not anyone's fault but a part of him wants to believe that it is his.

★ Maybe this is what Cyn wanted? A drone who won't remember who's a friend and who's an enemy. Just so she can keep you fighting whoever she wants. Perhaps Cyn won't need to trick you if your head is already doing it for her.

★ It's not entirely her fault you're like this though. It's just how you are. It's who you are. But your issues did get a lot worse after she reformatted your memories.

★ N likes to leave little sticky notes around for you, just in case you forget something. Like if there is something he left in a common place for safe keeping, he label's it with a note so you don't worry about it.

★ Sometimes you snap back into "maid mode" and start cleaning some random mess up in the middle of a fight. N just lets you. It's easier to help you later than try and get you to stop now. V just yells at you before going back to ripping the limbs off some poor drone.

★ Yes, you've had a few "incidents" in the past. But N is proud to say that you haven't attacked anyone in a fit of confusion for a full two weeks now!

[icycoldninja]

How would dmc guys carry their partners? ❤️

Dante: Over-the-shoulder. He treats you like a sack of potatoes and thinks it's hilarious.

Vergil: Bridal style. He's authentic and romantic; gentle, yet supportive.

Nero: Piggy-back rides. You guys are basically the dream Disney Channel couple, except edgier and more violent than your average youngsters.

V: Physically cannot carry you. The most he can do is kinda drag you along with your arm over his shoulder like you hurt your ankle or something. Anything else is impossible.

[radicalrobot]

hello. this is my rendition of the Absolute Solver meeting Closet from Barbie: Life in the Dreamhouse.

Closet: WHO INVITED? YOU? HALLOWEEN IS. STILL. MONTHS AWAY. YOU LOOK. RIDICULOUS.

Solver: Oh! Pardon me! I am the merely The Solver! Of the Absolute! Fabric! The void! The exponential end!

Closet: CAN YOU SOLVE. THE ABSOLUTE. TRAVESTY. THAT IS. YOUR ROBOT'S. ENSEMBLE? WHERE ARE? HER PANTS? AND THAT JACKET. IS SO. LAST SEASON.

Solver: Scoffs! Rolls eye! My ocular sensors are! Malfunctioning! Just from looking! At that hideous pink! I would assimilate your matter! Instantly! If it wouldn'nt ruin! My aesthetic!

and then they kiss. The end

[fishermanshook]

ASK: sooo you mentioned that you wanted someone to ask for ganji or orpheus smut so here i am 😆😆 so, general ganji smut hcs? or maybe just sfw nsfw hcs of taking a bath with him? or perhaps first time hcs? Soooo many ideas

requester: @ch6douin

HOLD ME TIGHT AND DON'T LET GO

(batter , novelist x gn!reader) separate [N]SFW hc’s

# MINOR WRITING SMUT ⚠️ , reader is gn , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

What’s more intimate than bathing together under the moonlight? Holding each other in your arms, as the other shakes and cries from the overstimulation you’ve caused to their body. Seeing you, their darling, twitch, and moan from the pleasure they give you is something they need engraved in their mind and memory.

How can they help themselves when you look so stunning right now?

꒰wc꒱ 1.3k

The Batter

SFW

Getting close to the Batter is an accomplishment in itself, but establishing a relationship with him earns you some bragging rights. Ganji’s emotional (and physical?) walls are literal fortresses in themself, so to have a relationship with him takes time, patience, and communication. The more the two of you talk, the fewer bumps there will be.

Once the two of you start dating it will be a lot smoother from there on out.

In the early stages of your relationship, if you were trying to bathe alongside him, Ganji is automatically shutting it down. He’s not comfortable doing something that he finds so intimate already and he’d rather do it later in the relationship.

When he does find your relationship solidified, he asks you if you would like to join him in the bath. Where the sun pours in from the windows and gleams across your skin. It feels nice to be this close to his, with your chest against his. Skin to skin. Heart to heart.

Ganji might ask you to wash his hair, or, as long as your hands aren't wet, run your fingers through his hair. It's such a soothing thing for the man that he could fall asleep if he weren’t in the bath.

But on certain and rare occasions, the Batter may or may not find it harder than usual to keep focus. Especially when your ass is pressed right against his— oh god. He might explode if he doesn’t have his way with you right now.

[N]SFW

“Fuck, Ganji! Yes right there!” the words spilled out of your mouth as the Batter pumped his dick in and out of you. You should’ve become numb to any feeling down there, but it’s your 5th round and you swear the twitching of his cock becomes even more prominent with every thrust.

The Batter seems to have an unwavering stamina, but you sense his tiredness growing in every thrust. Yet he keeps it up. He can’t get the image of you bouncing up and down on him out of his brain, and he wishes to soak up the memory and feeling before your touch eventually wilts away.

“Tell me I feel good, love,” Ganji whispers in your ear with that deep, raspy voice that you love. It never fails to send chills down your spine as you moan out his name and praise him like it’s going out of style.

“You so amazing darling,! Fill me up so good, ugh please keep going,” you groan out as his name continues to spill from your mouth like a mantra. You take him so well, your eyes filled with lust and love.

Ganji senses that you're about to reach your climax, and he’s not far behind you. It seems only now you realize that his hips have started to meet yours in a lustful rhythm neither of you want to end. With a final kiss, you moan out his name one last time before coming.

“Yes darling— come for me,” Ganji says as you come undone on his cock, coating his in your essence once more. The Batter eventually thrusts into you sucking in a breath of air as he follows suit.

The aftermath leaves both of you tired and drowsy. Using the last bit of your energy, you help clean up Ganji and yourself before making the trek back to your shared bed.

“I love you,” Ganji states as he lays a gentle kiss on your forehead. You hummed back in response, closing your eyes to get some well-deserved rest.

Aftercare is an obvious must. It doesn’t matter how tired he is Ganji will help clean you up. So while it doesn’t explicitly state that here, he did make sure to help wipe you down.

Ganji just wants to make you feel good, but also won’t deny pleasure as a response. As long as you feel like you're going to burst, he’ll feel good too.

The Novelist

SWF

The Novelist isn’t one to trust easily, let alone fall in love as quickly as he did. He’s quick to judge others on their behavior and who they surround themselves with. You must’ve made an amazing first impression on him, as it’s become a lasting one even months later.

Orpheus finds himself confessing to you using a heartfelt letter that took him weeks to write. Don’t believe him? Then maybe the crumbled drafts decorating his bedroom floor will convince you otherwise.

Regarding bathing together, he’s not entirely against the idea. Orpheus thinks just that preferably, he’d want to do it later on in the relationship when trust has further been built. He’s not rushing to have you with him in the bath, and it doesn’t seem like you are either.

Although, he can’t deny the pleasant thought of holding you oh so close to him. A glass of red wine is held in your hands as he massages out any areas of tension across your back and other areas. To have you wash his hair and try (miserably) to keep the soap out of his eyes.

It’s all adorable to think of, which leaves him to inviting you into the tub more often than not. As you lay on his chest, hands intertwined, he can’t stop thinking about how lucky he is to have you.

This time though, the rose petals and candles that decorate the bathroom floor tell a different story. Leaving you to wonder if Orpheus had ever written something like this before.

[N]SFW

Orpheus wants the both of you to feel good, which is why he refuses to stop when you're begging him to. He works away at your neck first, covering it in hickeys as his fingers twist and pinch your nipples.

“Orpheus please— need you so badly,” you whine into his ear as he pulls away from your hickey-covered neck to face you.

“But darling I thought you wanted this,” Orpheus states as he presses kisses along your jawline before finally moving inside you. Drawing a low moan from you as he pushes himself inside. “Shit, always so tight for me no matter how many times I do this huh?”

It doesn’t matter how many times the two of you do this, he always makes you feel too good for words to describe. He touches all the sensitive parts, kisses all the right spots, and always hits the right spot. His accuracy is precise and has you coming in no time.

Your wet hands glide through his hair and pull his head towards yours. In other situations, he’d pull your hand away and sulk because “now my hair is soaking”. Now though, he wouldn’t want anything else but to have his face against yours. To listen to the melodies that fall from your mouth. To hear his name fall from your lips.

“Come on daring, lemme hear more of you.” Orpheus managed to grunt out as he pounds into you, the water and soap around you creating waves around you.

“Feel so good—Orpheus I want all of you!” You shout out as you scratch and claw at his back. Your neck and collarbone are littered with hickeys and warm spots from where his soft lips were earlier.

Sooner or later, you're gushing from his cock. Your back arched in a way that has him drooling from his mouth and shooting loads into you that feel like they'll never stop.

Once the situation has calmed down, he'll help clean up and tuck the two of you into bed. With a final kiss to the lips and a shared "I love you" goodnight, you two drift far off into sleep.

Orpheus is a gentleman at heart, but despite that, he'll tease you a bit before giving you what you want. It's always worth it in the end and always makes the experience just 10 times more pleasurable for both of you. 

note: hi poookieeee,,,, apology’s for how long this was left in my drafts 🌝 hope your happy with this sjsjajakqllemsc

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[adiluv-moved]

❥ PHOTOGRAPHER + GENERAL HCS. ˚⊹꒷

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📕୧・꒰warnings꒱ none!

👑୧・꒰adi moment꒱ unfortunately i am writing for french 'people' now… how sad… /j lol—to be real, though, i’ve actually started playing identity v again and ended up sparking some interest for joseph ꒰netass gave me tranquility, as a treat꒱, so here we are! feel free to send in requests, whether it be for him or other characters! hope you enjoy! ꒰ㅅ´ ˘ `꒱

꒰⚔️꒱・A closed-off aristocrat with a slight tendency for egotism, Joseph is certainly one of the more tedious residents to woo. Congratulations for ꒰somehow꒱ managing to do so! Beneath his haughty and withdrawn persona, he’s an incredibly observant, caring, and loyal individual—and he does his best to make sure that you feel loved whenever he’s by your side.

꒰⚔️꒱・Although I consider him to be far from optimistic, considering everything that’s happened within his pre-manor days, I do still imagine him to be a sort of hopeless romantic. This is a sentiment you’ll become well aware of through the many dates that he plans for the both of you—whether they be candlelit dinners, strolls in the garden, or something else. These dates do occasionally go astray due to the ever growing amount of inhabitants sharing the space, though he does his best to keep/get things back on track. Please reassure him if things get a bit too hectic—he’s very much prone to panicking.

꒰⚔️꒱・As a man of the arts, you’re quick to become his new muse. He loves taking photos of you at any and every moment he can, regardless of how mundane it is. Depending on your own sentiments of the matter, this could potentially be a root of disagreements—especially considering that the camera seems to follow him every time you’re together. Similarly, he’s a big fan of painting you, originally using the photos he took of you as references, though he quickly abandons them once he gets the hang of things—he’s a fast learner when it comes to you.

꒰⚔️꒱・Of course, though, he values your happiness far more than his desire to preserve you, and he’ll try to stop taking so many photos of you if you ever express discomfort. ꒰Of course, the keyword here is ‘try’.꒱ He slips up on occasion, so please try to be patient with him—it’s his way of showing love, and he tends to get a little over dramatic at times.

꒰⚔️꒱・Joseph is also a rather clingy type of lover, and jealousy is ever quick to sink its fangs into him. The fear of losing you, whether it be physically or emotionally, is relentless in haunting him once you start dating. Even so, it isn’t something he vocalizes often, due to his fears of being considered as weak. Whether it be him hovering close to you whenever you’re too close to another survivor, or the way that he subtly begs you not to leave his side, it is something that you come to notice.

꒰⚔️꒱・Ignore his signs of jealousy, and you might just find that other survivor being targeted during matches—but he��ll ꒰reluctantly꒱ catch himself if you call him out on it. Afterwards, he’ll just resort to being a pouty mess around you, though some extra affection is quick to restore his good mood. You might even catch the Joseph Desaulniers apologizing to the other survivor afterwards—though you’d best bet that he’s swearing them to secrecy. It’s embarrassing, truly! You know nobles like him are meant to be composed at all times..!

꒰⚔️꒱・When it comes to facing you in matches, well… It really does depend. His most common strategies include going friendly for your entire team ꒰and spending the time by your side꒱ or simply avoiding you until everybody else has been chaired and he can give you dungeon. However, there are times that he’ll have to go full swing on you—he fears that the baron might punish the both of you, otherwise. He tries to be gentle on you when this happens, grazing you ever so lightly with his rapier, but he’ll always come running to Emily’s infirmary once the match is over… just to make sure.

꒰⚔️꒱・Assuming that you haven’t been hurt by him in a match, though, it does take some time for him to catch back up with you. Joseph is a massive cleanfreak, and absolutely despises the idea of being dirty—something caused both by his social status and the illness that took Claude away from him. He tends to make a beeline to his shower whenever he returns from matches, a habit that you’ve gradually come to pick up due to his hesitancy to cuddle with you when you haven’t. All things considered, it is a good habit, so you don’t mind it all that much.

꒰⚔️꒱・When it comes to things like PDA, I do imagine Joseph falling more on the conservative side ꒰once again due to his upbringing꒱. He’d really only engage in it when he’s feeling jealous, and for the most part prefers to keep all amorous gestures private… though he won’t complain nor attempt to stop you if you give him a quick kiss on the cheek, or something similar. He does, however, use a lot of French nicknames and terms of endearment for you—both in private and public. Mary enjoys teasing him for it, and offers to translate them for you if you don’t know French.

꒰⚔️꒱・Circling back to his fixation on cleanliness, the worst thing for him is falling sick. He’s quick to become upset if he notices himself falling under the weather, and he’ll quickly try to find something to blame for it. While this can grate on the nerves of whoever’s caring for him, being angry distracts him from his fear—though he’ll try to tone things down if he notices that he’s riling you up. Regardless, he’s grateful that you’re putting in the effort to care for him, even if he initially tries to shoo you off for the fear of getting you sick, too.

꒰⚔️꒱・If you’re the one sick, however, things tend to go much differently. He’s a mix of worried and distant whenever it happens, constantly obsessing over your condition and endlessly pestering Emily—begging her to make sure that you’re alright. At the same time, however, you won’t catch a single sight of him while you’re still ill—the thought of seeing you in such a state causing his stomach to churn. He’s quick to apologize once you’re better, pressing kisses on every part of skin that he can reach… Though expect a slight scolding to accompany his tenderness.

꒰⚔️꒱・Ending this with a cuddling headcanon..! Joseph absolutely adores having you close to him. Whether it be you sitting in his lap while he reads a book or him having an arm wrapped around you as he rants about bad matches and annoying survivors, cuddling is a necessity for him. He’s not against the idea of falling asleep while holding you, either, but be warned that his grip gets shockingly tight once he drifts off. While attempts at escape don’t fully wake him, he’ll try to convince you to stay with half-asleep murmurs of ‘don’t leave, mon ange…’ or ‘stay a little, mon amour…’. Unfortunately for you, they’re rather effective.

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[perfecto888]

can we get hansumfella head cannons with you actually comparing the labor/period cramp simulator? like he’s asking you to try it on with him so he can actually know if it’s accurate :P maybe some fluff the next your on your period bc he actually understands the agony

thx !! 🤍

period cramp simulator hcs - bf!hansumfella

Thank you for the request ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

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He will definitely stream while trying it out.

After you explained it to him and told him that it’s way more painful than being kicked in the balls, he was trying to chicken out of it.

But after little convincing he decided to do it for you and experience himself what his girl has to go through every month.

“Okay guys, she’s about to turn it on!” he says with a grin on his face.

But his face dropped a bit when you turned the simulation on.

“Which level is this?” he asked immediately. “The first one. I’m gonna go easy on you” you said with a smirk.

Only you could see the fear in Tyler’s eyes.

“Chat, you should bet while you can, am I going to die or just absolutely suffer”

This statement made you laugh and you decided to switch to the second level without telling Fella.

“Hey hey! You should at least warn me!”

Next few levels were already excruciating for him, but he managed to pull through.

However, level 7 (which is a standard cramp intensity for you) made Tyler beg for you to stop it.

“I thought you wanted to experience what I feel every month!” you exclaimed, in a joking manner.

“Yeah, before I knew it felt like this!” he pointed to the simulator on his abs

After a short break you both decided that level 8 will be the last.

You genuinely never seen your boyfriend in such pain.

He yelled for you to stop it after half a minute and you did.

Then he wrapped up the stream.

After this he made sure you were comfortable every time you were on your period.

From now on he makes sure that your house is always stacked with hygiene essentials and your favorite snacks.

[arkangelo-7]

It’s the end of Batman v. Superman. The theater is quiet, anxiously sitting and shuffling through the reminder of their popcorn as the credits roll. Suddenly, the screen goes black—and then we see Bruce Wayne, working frustratedly on the engine of the Batmobile. He seems lost—saddened, angry.

As an irate Bruce abandons the inner workings of the car, Alfred appears. “There’s somewhere here to see you, Master Wayne,” he says.

“Tell them I’m busy,” Bruce grunts in reply.

“I’m afraid this can’t wait, sir.”

The scene shifts and suddenly we’re in the lake house. Bruce, looking annoyed and haggard in his wrinkled button up and rolled up sleeves, steps towards the couch, where a dark haired young man—no, a child, who can’t be older then 12 or 13—sits piously on the couch, his back turned to Bruce. As Bruce rounds the couch, the child stands, and we see his face for the first time. He looks heartbreaking young, but determined. In his hands he holds a file labeled BATMAN, and there is a camera hanging loosely from his neck.

“Mr. Wayne,” the boy says. “My name is Tim Drake. And I think we can help each other.”

[virescent-v]

Phone Tag

Summary: Emily's been gone for a few days and you're just *really* missing her. Warnings: it's smut, ya'll. Pure smut. Word Count: 3k. (I don't know how...)

A/N: It goes without saying, but minors DNI. This ain't for you. Also, I'm 90% sure this will have a part 2 ;)

*

Emily had been gone on the current case for over a week and a half. While that wasn’t too out of the ordinary, you were really missing her, mostly because you were off of work for a bit. You didn’t think you had become so dependent on your girlfriend, but apparently you were wrong. 

The days have slipped by in never ending boringness. You spent the first days off cleaning your messy apartment, restocking your empty fridge, and running the errands you’ve been putting off. But now, on day six, you just want your girlfriend.

At first, you had just wanted to hang out with her. Take her on cute little dates, make her grocery shop with you (even though she couldn’t cook for shit), catch up on all of your missed tv shows with her. 

But now? 

Now, you were just super needy. 

Emily had been gone on the current case for over a week and a half. While that wasn’t too out of the ordinary, you were really missing her, mostly because you were off of work for a bit. You didn’t think you had become so dependent on your girlfriend, but apparently you were wrong. 

The days have slipped by in never ending boringness. You spent the first days off cleaning your messy apartment, restocking your empty fridge, and running the errands you’ve been putting off. But now, on day six, you just want your girlfriend.

At first, you had just wanted to hang out with her. Take her on cute little dates, make her grocery shop with you (even though she couldn’t cook for shit), catch up on all of your missed tv shows with her. 

But now? 

Now, you were just super needy. 

While she hadn’t said you couldn’t touch yourself in her absence, you didn’t want to. You wanted Emily here, between your legs, touching you, making you cum. It wasn’t the same if you did it yourself. 

Just the thought of her on her knees for you, tasting you, fucking you, was enough to have you dripping. 

You knew it was late, but hopefully she was still awake. 

You: baby? 

Almost immediately, you got your response. She must be having a hard time sleeping. 

Emily: Hi baby. What’re you doing up so late? 

You: Can’t sleep. Missing you too much. 

You weren’t sure how Emily was feeling. You haven’t had too much contact with her during this case. It was apparently a really bad one, leaving your only communication to a few quick ‘good morning’ and ‘I love you’ texts. 

Emily: I miss you too, princess. I’m hoping to be home within the next couple of days. If I can swing it, I want to take a couple of days off and spend them with you. How’s that sound? 

You: Amazing! There’s so much I’ve been wanting to do with you baby. 

Emily: Oh yeah? Like what? 

You started to feel the blush rising on your cheeks. You weren’t sure if Emily would be down for where your head was at, but you had to try. 

Y/n: Right now all I want is for your tongue or fingers on me ma’am. I’ve been so needy for you the past few days. 

You watched your text go from delivered to read. Immediately after, your phone started ringing. 

You were almost hesitant to answer it. Wanting to talk to your love won out, and you hit the green button. 

“Hi, Em,” you said. You almost felt like you needed to whisper, even though you were alone in your apartment. 

“Baby, I-” she started. You could almost hear the moan in her voice. “I can’t wait to come home and fuck you until you can’t walk properly.” 

“Jesus, Em,” you breathed heavily. You didn’t think she’d go so quickly into this, but you were ready for it. Ready for her. “That’s all I’ve been thinking about since you left. It’s almost unbearable how much I want you right now.” 

“Yeah? You wet for me right now, angel? I haven’t even said much.” 

You cleared your throat. “I’ve been thinking of all of the different ways I want you to make me cum for days, Emily. I’ve been wet the whole time. I’ve had to change my panties so many times,” you whispered the last part, almost embarrassed at how turned on just the thought of your girlfriend makes you. 

You’re pretty sure you hear Emily curse under her breath. “And you haven’t touched yourself since I’ve been gone?” She asked, genuinely sounding curious. 

“No, ma’am. It’s not the same. I only want to cum if you’re the one making it happen.” 

At that, Emily moaned. As if she just realized how much of an effect she actually has on you, as if she just realized how addicted you were to her touch. 

You’ve never explored phone sex before, nothing past a few flirty text messages. That, and the fact that she’s never been gone so long before, this was new to both of you. 

“Then you’re not allowed to touch yourself while I’m gone unless I tell you to, understood?” 

You whimpered. While you hadn’t been thinking about touching yourself because you really only wanted Emily’s hands, now the thought of not touching yourself was going to drive you crazy. “But, baby, ple-,” you started. 

“No. Absolutely not, angel. Your body is mine, your orgasms are mine. Do not disobey me. Or I will edge you for a month and ruin your orgasms.” 

You gasped, “That’s so unfair, Em! Don’t leave me like this, baby, please.” You could feel how wet you were already - again - without removing one piece of clothing. 

“No, and I won’t say it again. Understood?” 

You sighed. “Yes, Em. I understand.” 

“Good,” she said. You could almost hear the smirk in her voice. You realized in that moment that she was going to make the next few days a living hell for you, just because she could. “Now, it’s late, and I’m exhausted, so I’m going to get some sleep.” Emily paused for a fraction of a second. “And you’re going to be my good girl and go to bed, too.” 

You groaned. If you couldn’t touch yourself, you at least wanted to talk to Emily. You’ve missed her voice. But, you know how grueling the case was and you respected her work. “Fine, Em, but I’m not happy about it.” 

Emily laughed, her deep chuckle echoing over the phone. “I know, angel. But hopefully I’ll be home within the next couple of days,” she paused. “And, if you behave for me, I’ll make it worth your while, okay?” 

Your mind ran through all of the different scenarios that could play out when Emily got home. Her pinning you to the wall when you greeted her at the door, her bending you over every available surface in your apartment and licking you until your legs gave out, you riding her cock until you were dripping down your legs. Hopefully she’d make it all happen. 

“Baby?” You heard, Emily’s voice sounding a little worried. “Are you still there?” 

You swallowed heavily. “I am. Sorry, Em. My thoughts, uh, started drifting a little.” You could feel the embarrassed blush rising on your cheeks at being caught daydreaming. 

You could hear the smirk Emily was sporting on the other end of the phone. “Oh?” 

You rolled your eyes. You shouldn’t have expected anything else. Emily was rightfully arrogant in her ability to turn you into a whimpering mess in person. It shouldn’t have been a shock that just a few words over the phone have done the same to your libido. You snorted, “I’ll see you when you get home, ma’am.” 

Emily’s laugh rumbled through the speaker. “Yes you will. I can’t wait to see you, pretty girl.” 

You smiled. Emily’s affection for you has only grown steadily throughout the course of your relationship. It took awhile for her - for both of you - to let down the vast walls around her emotions and her heart. But once she did, Emily was an amazing girlfriend. She was attentive, even with being gone constantly. Having a relationship that sometimes went purely telephonic for a few days, it was crucial to have great communication. Emily always made sure to text you where she was going, what she was doing for the day, and checked in often after chasing unsubs. Her job was rough, you were always worried about her safety, so she made sure to check in as often as possible. 

While she was away, you were always relieved, and usually ecstatic, to receive messages or calls from her. You wished she was around more, but you understood her job meant a lot to her and you would never stand in the way of that. She definitely more than made up for it when she was home. 

“I can’t wait to see you, too, Em. I love you. Sweet dreams,” you whispered, a little sullen at having to hang up, but you both needed to sleep. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow?” 

“Definitely. I’ll call or text as soon as I can. I love you, too, baby. Sleep well.” 

The beeping signaling the end of the call was your only warning that she’d hung up. You locked your phone before getting up and heading to bed. Plugging your phone in to charge, you watched it light up to your lock screen of you and Emily on your last vacation smiling at the camera. Smirking to yourself, a plan started to form in your mind.  

*** 

You woke up late the next morning, groaning at the late morning sunlight streaming through your bedroom window. Having off of work for a while meant you were enjoying the opportunity to sleep in as much as possible. As you were rubbing your eyes, your phone vibrated with the notification of a new text message. 

Emily: Good morning, sweet girl. I hope you slept well. We’re going to be working with the local police today, so I won’t be on my phone much, but I’ll try and check in as much as I can. Love you! 

You smiled, gazing at your phone. Today was going to be such a good day. You had your plan in mind, the sun was shining, and you were going to tease your girlfriend. Which, thinking about it, probably wouldn’t end up good for you when she got home. But, until then, you were going to have fun. 

You got out of bed, deciding the first course of action would be to take a shower. You turned the water on, the temperature slightly hotter than you preferred. The bathroom quickly filled up with steam, the shower door fogging up, little droplets running down. You quickly shed your clothes, set up your phone on the sink, pointing it directly at the shower door. You set the timer for 10 seconds, and quickly got in the shower. Hearing the snap of the photo, you sped through your shower routine, drying yourself, and throwing on the nearest robe, which just so happened to be Emily’s. 

Looking at your camera roll, you smiled to yourself. The photo was exactly what you wanted. The door to the shower was fogged up by the steam, but the droplets of water had caused some areas of visibility. You could just make out the fact that you were in the shower, some slivers of your wet skin visible. It was enticing and provoking, while still being tasteful and teasing. 

You opened your message thread to Emily, attaching the photo and sending a quick text. 

You: Good morning, Em! Wish you were here to wash my back ;) Have a good day today, stay safe, and check in when you can. Love you! <3 

You made sure the photo was delivered before walking out into the living room, settling yourself on the couch. The satin and lace of Emily’s robe felt amazing on your freshly showered and lotioned body. The confidence and giddiness you were feeling was making you almost vibrate in excitement from how Emily would react to your photo. 

Pulling your lip between your teeth, you looked down at yourself and the phone in your hand. Deciding hastily, you snapped a picture of yourself on the couch, the robe just covering the swells of your breasts, leaving a decent amount of cleavage in view of the camera. You made sure you could see from your nose down, your lower lip pulled between your teeth, the smooth skin of your thighs noticeable towards the bottom of the picture. 

You opened your messages, again, noticing the last one still said delivered. You attached the photo you just took, thinking of what to text with it. You knew the picture was the most important part, so you weren’t worried about the actual text. 

You: Thanks for letting me borrow your robe, babe. It feels so nice. ;) 

At this point, you were sure Emily was going to get you back in some way or another, but you couldn’t help it. It was just too much fun to tease your girlfriend. Smirking, you turned on the tv, getting lost in whatever trashy reality tv show was on at the time. You couldn’t wait for Emily to check her phone. 

*** 

Halfway through your third episode of Real Housewives of Orange County, your phone rang. Looking over at it, Emily’s smiling face greeted you. Your grin widened, anticipation sending goosebumps down your arms. 

“Hi baby!” You exclaimed. 

“Angel…,” Emily almost growled. “Want to explain those pictures?” 

Emily’s voice was low. Dangerous. If you didn’t know her, you’d think she was pissed at you. But, you could tell she just wasn't expecting them. 

“What do you mean, Em? I just thought you’d like to see what I was up to this morning.” You were playing with fire and you were kind of excited to get burned. 

Emily took a deep breath. “Babygirl. You know exactly what you were doing when you sent me those incredibly sexy pictures of you.” You could hear Emily walking around and the background noise getting a little quieter. “All I can think about now is how much I wish I was there to taste you, how I want to fuck you hard and deep while you wear my robe. How much I want to hear you moan and whimper and beg for me to let you cum. Over and over and over again until you’re a panting, sated mess.” 

Hearing Emily describe the exact thoughts you’ve been having set you on fire. The moan you let out was almost pornographic. “Please, ma’am. Please. I’ve been so needy for you for days. I’m so wet.” 

Emily grunted. “Oh yeah? Is that tight, pretty, little cunt of yours soaked angel? I bet it’s so swollen, just throbbing with the thought of me licking it, fucking it. You haven’t touched yourself have you?” 

“No, Em. But it’s getting really hard not to.” 

Emily let out a little chuckle at hearing your neediness over the phone. “Go ahead, love. One finger, lightly circle your clit. Do as I say, or I stop, understand?” 

You didn’t expect Emily to let you touch yourself, but you weren’t going to question it. Not when you were this worked up. “Yes, ma’am, I understand.” You moved the robe to the side a little, exposing your cunt to the cool air of the apartment. The difference in temperatures sent a brief chill down your spine. You trailed one hand down your torso, wanting to touch your breasts on the way, but wanting to follow Emily’s orders even more. 

One hand trailed down between your legs, one finger making contact with your swollen nub. You were drenched already, had been for days, and the fact that Emily was doing this was turning you on even more. “Shit, Em. I don’t think I’m going to last long,” you panted. 

Emily let out a low moan and tried to stifle it before it could really get out. “Go ahead, baby. Make yourself cum. Rub your clit a little faster for me.” Emily waited until she could hear you follow her directions. “Good girl, baby. God, you sound so fucking delicious moaning for me.” Emily licked her lips, her breath coming faster, heavier. “I wish I was there to feel you writhe against me, push your hips into mine to beg for more.” 

“Ungh, Christ, Emily.” 

“Fuck. I wish I had my cock buried so deep inside you. Wish you were on your hands and knees for me, fucking back into me to take me harder. I wanna feel your tight little pussy squeeze around me, watch you throw your head back as you cum hard on my cock.”

You could hear Emily’s voice starting to quiver as if it was taking everything in her not to touch herself right now. 

You let out the loudest moan yet. “Emily, please.” 

“You gonna be a good little slut for me? You gonna cum hard? Soak your fingers for me, pretty girl. Let go.” 

Just as you could feel your orgasm start to hit its peak, you heard in the background of the phone rushed footsteps and a slightly out of breath Derek say, “Prentiss, we found the unsub! Get off the phone with your woman and let’s go!” As he rushed past Emily. 

Emily cursed under her breath. You could only imagine how flustered she looked. Emily was a confident woman, sometimes pushing the boundary of arrogance, but she was also very private. It took her months of dating before she even mentioned you to her team, almost a year before she introduced you. You heard her clear her throat, could imagine how flushed her face was. 

She took a deep breath before saying, “I’m sorry, baby. You can finish what we started if you want. But, please, no more pictures while I’m at work. If Derek had caught me saying those things in the precinct…,” she trailed off. 

You had lost your orgasm as soon as you’d heard Derek’s voice, worried about getting Emily caught. “No, Em, I’m sorry. I was trying to rile you up because I’ve just missed you the past few days. I didn’t mean to almost get you caught.” You bit your lip. You did kind of feel bad. Just a little. 

Emily laughed lightly. “It’s okay. I did really enjoy the pictures. I can’t wait to come home to you, love.” 

“I can’t wait either, Em. And I can’t wait for you to fuck me silly as a punishment,” you cheekily said. 

Emily laughed loudly. “What am I gonna do with you, huh?” 

You smirked. “I know exactly what I want you to do to me, ma’am.” 

You could imagine Emily shaking her head in bemused adoration. You knew just how to push all of her right buttons and tease her and she loved you for it. 

“I love you, you know,” she said. You could hear her walking back towards more sound, probably getting ready to head out. 

“I know you do. I love you, too. Be safe, okay?” 

“I will. For you. Always. I’ll talk to you soon and I’ll be home as soon as I can.” 

“Bye, Em.” 

“Bye, baby.”

*

A/N: Part two: Emily comes home :P

[haarrrys]

❝ FIC REC’S ⌗KIM TAEHYUNG !

❛ — ⌗ fluff ★彡

- free love

- husband-y

-cold showers

-harmless

-beautiful dreamer

-accidental announcement

-meeting yeontan

-plain sight

-melting into my touch

-hes fasicanted by something you do

-we will always have paris

-we've already taken it slow for six years

-our family is the cutest

-icecream

-beautiful dreamer

❛ — ⌗ smut ♪ (´ε｀ )彡

-that one night

-rough

-secret idol

-a little while

-night short

-take your clothes off

-I know this breaks the rules but I don’t want to go home tonight

-cockwarming

-mariposa

❛ — ⌗ dad!taehyung ★彡

- there’s two

-them pregnant with their s/o

-soft hours

-one + one = three

-one + one = four

-baby, oh baby

-maybe baby retreat

-do you hear what i hear?

-paris

-his daughter wants to marry jungkook

-looks good on you

-nesting

-sleep , love

-sweet sleep

-growing pains

-beach day

-ladybug

❛ — ⌗ angst彡

-jealous

-feel you

-leaked

-you get into a dangerous situation after a fight

-fight

❛ — ⌗ headcannons / reactions / masterlist✿ 彡

-tae masterlist

-bf taehyung

-recommendations

-tae dating an idol pt2 & pt 1

-dating taehyung

-taehyung masterlist & ii

-fic reccomendations

-masterlist

-forever and a day

-masterlist

-married

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

can you do a V x a feral murder drone reader?

thanks =]

V x feral murder drone reader

★ She thinks you're really fun to be around! Especially when you were still slaughtering worker drones in the night. if you had nothing better to do, she and you would play-fight to waste time! it usually ends with some dethatched limbs, but that's part of the fun!

★ Your personality is that of a half-tamed alley cat. You have a hard time trusting any new people and the ones you do trust stay around and look after you because they care.

★ Always encourages your unrestrained nature. Even if it makes N feel uneasy. what do you mean "that's going a little too far?" If you want something to sink your teeth into, she thinks you should. who is he tell you what to do?

★ The one thing she doesn't like about you is that you can be hard to reason with. Just downright stubborn. Even when it's something small, like changing your mangled jacket. You fight tooth and nail to keep the old one on when it doesn't need to be so hard.

★ You have an "act now think later" approach when it comes to doing things. She's had to bail you out of a lot of bad situations you've gotten yourself into. You haven't died yet, so you must be doing something right.

★ Inside the colony, she treats you like a lap dog. A very dangerous, sporadic and socially clueless lap dog. The worker drones all find you weird, more than Uzi, she at least understood social cues.

★ You stick around and keep her while trying to look menacing but that's about it. You never stay too long though. The outside will always be where you belong. There's too many people in the colony. it makes you nervous.

[icycoldninja]

Kinda naughty but DMC men headcanons with a reader who’s pretty shy abt letting out her noises in bed so they bite her on her collar bone or her shoulder blades (not too harsh, not too gentle) so it will startle her, making her let out her sounds?

OK, here we go!

Sparda boys + V x Reader who is shy about noises headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante is very loud and rough himself, so you not screaming your head off while being railed is highly suspicious.

-He began to wonder if he wasn't making you feel good enough, or if he was doing something that was upsetting you, but you were too out of breath to say anything.

-It tool him a while, but he came to the conclusion that you were simply shy, so his devious brain came up with an idea.

-He bit down gently on your shoulder blades, which surprised you. The sudden feeling made you moan, and from then on, there was no hiding your lewd noises.

-Dante made sure to employ this tactic every time you were being too quiet for his liking.

■ Vergil ■

-Normally, Vergil relishes in silence, but after seeing you struggling to hold in your moans, he knew he had to do something about it.

-Yes, there was a little part of him that worried whether or not you were actually okay or not, but his devil breeding instincts overshadowed that.

-He reasoned that you were simply nervous--which you were--and chose to bite your shoulder to get those delicious noises out.

-It worked! You were so caught off guard, all those sounds you were trying to suppress just came gushing out like the juices from your pussy.

-Vergil now has another tried-and-true method to make you scream. Good luck.

□ Nero □

-Nero was busy pounding into you while moaning and sighing, his sounds filling the room.

-He noticed you weren't doing the same, and wondered if everything was okay.

-He looked down, saw your flushed face, and realized you were just nervous. You poor thing.

-Naturally, he decided to lean down and place a healthy bite on your shoulder blades, making you jump and whine.

-From then on, you only got louder; Nero's smile widened, and he made a mental note to remember this trick for later.

● V ●

-V noticed that you weren't matching his fluttery whimpers, and wondered if something was wrong.

-He saw you struggling to hide your squeals, and figures you must just be embarrassed.

-He didn't see any reason to be ashamed of one's noises--such sounds were signs that you enjoyed what was being done to you.

-So, he leaned down and gently nibbled on your collarbone, surprising you.

-All those lovely sounds he'd wanted to hear then came pouring out, just as thy should have been.

[m1kad00]

How it would be like to be in a relationship with them (Cyberpunk 2077 Characters)

Characters included: Judy Álvarez, Young!Viktor Vektor, Muamar Reyes, Misty Olszewski

Reader: fem. reader for Judy, otherwise no pronouns mentioned :)

Judy Álvarez (fem. reader)

-Judy is a really REALLY good girlfriend

-literally the best romance option in the game

-she was probably a bit nervous to actually tell you she had feelings for you, because of her last relationships/crushes

-but after you assured her that you indeed loved her back she was over the moon!!

-date nights include going to her lake house and having a good time

-she wouldn't care for "fancy" dates, just you and her sitting on the roof of a house and just talking for hours

-she'd also invite you to go diving with her to show you her old hometown ("I'm picky about my girls" JAZGHDZABJSIGIB)

-Judy loves gifting you stuff and hanging out with you!

-she would gift you a BD she made of her favorite moments together (probably copied it too, because she also wanted to look at it

-she's a messy girl, won't put anything where it belongs

-but she's not lazy, she'll clean eventually (probably)

-she's the big spoon

Young!Viktor Vektor (gn reader)

-you first met him when you went to watch a boxing competition

-then you saw that GORGEOUS boxer with ENORMOUS talent

-he won the fight (pretty easily, even tho he doesn't even have any chrome)

-you went over to congratulate him and he was super friendly

-of course you went to his next competition, and to the one after that, and so on

-it got so bad (or good) that Vik was even expecting you

-he began to look forward to seeing you in the crowd

-it even felt like he was fighting just for your entertainment

-at some point he just asked you out, it was obvious you'd say yes

-you went on a few dates and eventually got together

-anyone from miles away could tell he was down BAD

-when he eventually got second place on one of his competitions he found the courage to tell you he'd stop boxing

-you were fine with it of course, it's his life after all

(Ripperdoc husband is better anyways lol)

Muamar Reyes (gn reader)

-let's be real, you were one of many

-he is a FINE man, had a lot of money and he was one of NC's well known fixers

-what more could a person want?

-he really thought he wasn't the one to settle down, until you entered his life

-normaly you wouldv'e just been another merc

-but there was something about you..

-he probably confessed to you, and you returned his feelings

-after you started dating you guys spent more and more time together

-you watching him fix cars, driving around NC or just chilling together at his place

-he's a cocky bastard, so you would have a few arguments over little simple things, but you would eventually forgive him because he's just an sarcastic ass most of the time

-but when you both are overlooking Santo Domingo, without anyone disturbing you two he'd eventually talk about his feelings and how much he loves you

-also he would tell you about his life growing up in Santo, becoming a corpo and then eventually turning into his now-self

-he also would like to have kids at some point, but if you don't want any he's also okay with that (he'd also be fine with adopting)

Misty Olszewski (gn reader)

-she's a super sweet girl!!

-she met you months after Jackies death

-Misty never would have thought she'd get over what happened to him

-but there you were, listening to her problems and taking things slowly

-so after a while, you two fell in love

-you guys could talk for hours on end about the most random things

-also random tarot-board dates and doing silly stuff!

-she'd also read your futures and would teach you to read hers

-she's SUCH an artsy girl (trust me)

-you two would upsycle thrifted chlothes and do random Trends, like the one where you make bracelets based on the others eye color or the Trend where you paint eachother

-she has a thing for plants and candles

-your shared apartment is FULL of them (also those Fragance sticks)

-it constantly smells like a perfume shop

-she's a cat person, you guys would have a black cat 100% (if they'd still exist)

[fishermanshook]

GANJI GUPTA HEADCANONS.

( batter ) aka GANJI GUPTA.

TW: MY H/C’s 😨 , this layout is giving cheese , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

Who is Ganji Gupta? And how do you know him? As a friend, a loved one, or as a nobody?

*manor au where they are trapped inside.

꒰wc꒱ 641

GANJI GUPTA, also known as the manor's one and only Batter, acts as a lone wolf. He most likely won’t start conversations and will keep his answers short. Though, it’s just another barrier he puts up out of the need for protection. He doesn’t know who he can confide in here and, in his eyes, everyone seems to be another untrustworthy person out for their wants and needs. That’s all that they are sized down to at the beginning.

GANJI GUPTA struggles with being alone, at least, less than most others. He has experience with the feeling, but everyone caves eventually. He, on the other hand, can withstand it for quite some time.

GANJI GUPTA who, after quite some time, starts to warm up a bit more to the manor inhabitants. Realizing that it’s better not to hold any grudges if you’re going to be stuck here for all eternity.

GANJI GUPTA enjoys the company of others most when they play cricket with him. It doesn’t even matter if they’re good or not, he finds the act endearing and appreciates it more than anyone could imagine.

GANJI GUPTA would need a partner who takes things slow with him. Someone who understands that he (sometimes) has his moments, and will give him the time and space to sort through them. That might mean leaving your side for a while or hitting some cricket balls as far as he possibly can, imagining that all his anger flies away with it.

               ↳ However, there are moments where neither of these things can help him and he needs you instead. Help him to breathe again, and talk him through it instead. Distract his mind from thinking about why he was so upset in the first place. Just, don’t treat him like a child.

GANJI GUPTA who can’t help but feel jealous as you laugh and joke around with the others. There’s a part of him that sometimes wishes he too could enjoy the company of the rest but is too shy to say it. Although, if you happen to pick up on it, grab his hand and pull him into the conversation. He’ll find the flow, eventually.

GANJI GUPTA also hates the pit of spitefulness that pools in the bottom of his stomach when he notices someone else flirting with you. He goes red in the face with his arms crossed and looks furious. The Batter can’t seem to grasp how other people aren’t yet aware of your relationship and is quick to wrap an arm around your waist and come up with some lossy excuse to pull you away elsewhere.

↳ You can't help but whine a bit as the Batter pulls you away. You had a friendly conversation going on with the “Prisoner”, what’s the matter? As you continue your complaining, it dawns on Ganji that, you hadn’t realized he’d been trying to court you the entire time.

GANJI GUPTA will always use his last cricket ball to benefit you in a match. Whether it’s to save you from your third chair or to help prolong your kite, he never hesitates to use it for your sake. He’s gotten some rather harsh comments on it before, but he just ignores them and carries on with his day.

GANJI GUPTA deals with frequent night terrors that wake the both of you up. He’s quick to apologize, brushing it off as if it were nothing. Unfortunately, the tears in his eyes give him away. You don’t ask what they were about, and you probably shouldn’t for now. All he wants is to fall asleep in your embrace with the reminder that you’re here. That you are alive.

note: you thought I was gonna post that painter fic? erm whattttt? why would you ever think that???? that’s so weird what….

fishermanshook — no stealing , translating , plagiarizing or reposting my work on other any other sites + reblogs adored !!

[theunconcernedembalmer]

🔫₍^. ̫.^₎ the greenhouse doodle toko we need it

Love,

Nez

This is the one thats been rotting on my ipad. Ever since I rediscovered my laptop I've been doodling more (including my brand of nonsense) so stay tuned for those

If anyone wants to colour this please feel free XD

[perfecto888]

heyyy since u said you would prefer if I gave you an idea how abt how would hansumfella be like with a gf/s/o who is like very feminine and girly?

Have a nice day 💕💕

girly girl x hansumfella hcs

Thank you for the requestᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

He will definitely tease you because everything you own is mostly pink or different pastel colors.

However, he would still love it about you.

He would even find specific things that you both love in pastels for you.

He would even buy a pink controller for you and a basic black for himself to play games on his PS together ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩

When you go shopping together he always spoils you.

If he sees anything remotely close to your style he grabs it and runs to you to check if you like it. And if you do, he goes straight to the checkout!

Oh boy does he love to see being all cozy at home. You white and pastel pink pjs make you look even cuter.

He lovessss to see you do your skincare/makeup. Even though he hides it, he enjoys watching you do it more than any asmr.

However, this man DESPISES it when you’re getting your nails done, because it takes hours and all the sounds annoy him. That’s why he’s either streaming when you’re at your appointment or he’s out with friends.

Despite all of that, he always helps you out if you can’t decide on a color.

“Babe, should I get lemonade or crepe pink nails?”

“I think you should get lemonade, because I’m dehydrated and a lemonade would be a nice little treat”

Once he set his eyes on you, you’re his one and only type. He wouldn’t even be able to image what it’s like to be with a different type of girl.