#x bimbo reader

[minispidey]

thinking of a comedic scene while having sex with logan raw. he says he got a snip and bimbo!reader immediately throws away all the condoms. so during sex instead of being fucked stupid, bimbo!reader gets fucked smart and gasps after the first orgasm. she remembers that logan can regenerate. even if he did get a vasectomy, it definitely healed.

cut scene to logan buying bimbo a plan b pill.

ps. i know logan isn't dumb enough to get a vasectomy because he knows he has a healing factor, but what can you do when your dumb ditsy girlfriend drags you to get the snip so you can fuck raw and save on condoms and pills?

[h0ttestgrlinm0urgu3]

PORN ☆

Dominic Fike x Reader

porn star reader!

[warnings: smut, p in v, drug usage(both), reader might be a lil brat, like one use of (y/n), 'recording' sex, dom Dominic, degrading but with love, daddy kink]

[modern day Dominic I just want yall to know that.... bc he is so fine 😋]

[not proof read sorry in advance for any mistakes]

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To say you were proud of yourself would be an understatement.

you've always known you wanted to be in the entertainment industry, so as soon as you turned eighteen, you started stripping. you worked all the time, never spending the money you made because you lived at home with your mom. you focused on learning, if anything.

learning what men liked to hear so they'll spend money, but mostly learning about yourself. and what did you learn? that you were in love with entertaining, you loved shaking your ass and having people throw money on you, being the center of attention. having eyes on you.

When you turned nineteen, you took all the money you saved up and moved out. still dancing you started exploring more, finally losing your virginity and finding out you loved sex. cumming was literally the best thing you ever experienced.

you decided to start a twitter for fun, just posting videos of you shacking your ass at first.

you built a following over the year when you decided to move to California. you weren't really in the middle of the city, but you were close enough to still get action. you made some friends and on your 20th birthday they took you out to a club, were you had the best idea to start an only fans.

that night when you got home you ran to your bed and opened your laptop made an account and uploaded a video by the next morning. cumming at least three times before you tapped out.

this lead you to where you are now.

you've made a name for yourself in the porn industry while mostly making solo content. sometimes you'll connect with other porn stars and make videos, but you tend to stick to making videos by yourself.

you've completely stopped dancing and live as a full time porn star, even moving to other platforms. you love it.

it wasn't even about the money, honesty you were just a slut. you fucking loved cummming all the time. you loved it even more when you knew people were paying just to get off to you cumming. you especially loved the way people fucked you when the cameras where on.

you just haven't found the person to fuck you the way you needed when they were off, which is why you tend to stick to solo content.

but enough about that lets talk about where you are now.

☆

which is running late as you scramble to get your heels on before searching for the bag you took out for this outfit.

finally done running to grab your keys off of the hook as you walk out the door. as you lock it your phone rings making you groan. 'hello' you breath out walking to your car. 'don't hello me where are you' your friend Dominic asks.

you and Dominic's relationship was special to say the least. you guys meet through Instagram about a year ago. he was heavily active in your comment section before moving to your dm's. he was cute so you entertained it. you guys hit it off quite well and became friends quickly moving to irl .

you've been cool ever since and your currently heading to one of his shows as we speak.

'im heading out the door right now' you answer locking your front door. 'you gonna be here in time?' he questions making you chuckle as you sit, getting comfortable and buckling, letting your phone connect to your car. 'yes I am, I'll be speeding so you'll see me earlier.' you reply as you back out of your driveway.

☆

speed walking to his dressing room not knocking as usual you see Dominic at his mirror smoking a blunt, he looks over to you. 'so I wasn't here earlier' you laugh as you put your bag down giving him a hug while he sat. 'at least you haven't gone on yet' you say giving him a kiss on the cheek taking the blunt from his hand before going to sit on his couch 'you good baby' he said.

re lighting his blunt, takin a pull 'stop calling me baby Dominic' you tell him. tilting his head as he smiled 'you really gon keep playing wit me-' he questioned just before someone knocked on the door, letting him know he needed to go on.

letting out a laugh before telling you ''you better pay attention to his performance'' before he left.

☆

after his concert yall went back to your place to roll up and chill. your in your pajamas sitting on the love seat that's on your porch. taking the blunt from his fingers as he handed it to you. 'when you think you making another video wit someone?' he asked sitting across from you. taking a hit of the blunt and inhaling before answering 'I don't know I gotta find someone to film with' talking another hit of the blunt before handing it back.

watching his lips as he inhales the smoke, licking his lips after exhales. letting your eye drop to his adams apple as he speaks 'why you keep doing this?' he aks with a smile, bringing your eyes back to his face 'doing what?' you question licking your lips. rising from his chair taking another hit as he walks to stand infront of you.

blowing the smoke into your face before asking 'why won't you fuck me' taking his free hand and tucking your hair behind your ear before gripping your chin and titling your head up. bringing the blunt to your lips as you inhale. you bring your legs down and squeeze your thighs together as you feel your pussy getting wet. 'keep going' he speaks encouraging you to take a big hit before stepping back and putting the blunt out in the ashtray.

your eyes low and slightly teary from the hit you just took you watch him as him moves. following him like a lost puppy as he walks into your house on a mission. 'what are you doing?'you question your a little dazed trying not to focus on your need to cum. like the strongest need youve ever felt, all from a touch and some words.

he walks into your room as you sit on the couch. you can hear him moving around, but you stay put until there's silence. he finally exits your room before speaking 'can I fuck you?' he bluntly asks making your jaw drop. standing in front of you '(y/n) I'm so serious I've wanted to fuck you since I se-' he starts before you cut him off 'yes'.

a beat of silence passes before your in his arms lips on his. one of his hands hosting you up while the other grips your hair. one of yours rests on the back of his neck while the other cupped his face.

grinding your pussy into him to get and friction he makes his way to your bed room.

tossing you onto the bed making you whine at the loss of contact he turns his back to you grabbing something.

'Dominic what ar-' you get cut of by him shushing you as he turned around revealing your camera. 'smile baby' he says. to which you happily comply. you absolutely adored being on camera whether it was posted or not. 'aw look at that the cameras on and the slut is comming out' he says laughing.

'get undressed for the camera' he tells you getting closer as you pull your tank top over your head letting your tits out. squeezing them as you made eye contact with Dominic 'aw that's so pretty baby'. you can feel your pussy dripping as you let go of your tits and sit on your knees pulling your shorts down and off leaving you in your underwear.

Dominic's finally infront lf you getting a good shot of your boobs as he gropes them with his free hand. 'fuck baby you make me so hard' he says moving the camera up to your face. you haven't even been fucked yet and you look like your sex drunk already 'fuck me daddy' you say as you take his hand off your boob and pulling it down to underwear letting him feel just got wet you are.

Dominic lets out a groan and a 'fuck' before taking his hand out and walking into your closet.

he comes back with the tripod and sets up the camera facing your bed.

coming over to you he takes his shirt off throwing it somewhere before stepping out of his jeans you lay on your back raising your legs to take off your underwear Dominic following suit.

he was hard as fuck and he has such a pretty cock. gripping the base as he lazyly strocked his cock looking into your eyes 'how you want me to fuck your first baby?' he asked grinning widely as you let out a whimper.

flipping yourself over to lay on your stomach and pushing your ass up and towards him before looking back 'is this okay?' you questioned...

gripping your ass with one hand looking down at you. he thought you looked so beautiful ass up, one arm stretched gripping the sheet your other lazyly played with your clit as he rand the tip or his dick between your folds.

tapping your hand on your clit with the tip of his dick. 'ask me to fuck you' he demanded.

'fuck me Dominic' you moan out.

stepping back, grabbing the camera. recording you laid out for him before re taking his position.

getting shots of him dragging his fingers through your pussy collecting your juices before turning the camera to face him and sucking you off of his fingers.

facing the camera back to you before he spoke 'put me in you baby' he said making you whimper grasping his cock from under you and guiding him to your entrance desperatly trying you put him in 'so big daddy' you whine.

Dominic puts the camera on his shoulder and pushs your hand out the way. your about to say something he grips the base of his cock and rams into you.

'FUCKKK' you moan out. feeling him so deep in you as you grind your hips back. 'God baby' tossing the camera onto the bed Dominic grabs your arms bring your back to his cheast.

slowly grinding into you 'dom the.. camera' you breath out as he slowly fucks into you. 'what about it?' he questions bringing one hand to your neck. 'it..fuck.' you moan out as he brings his other hand to your clit. 'i-it cant-t see us' you barley get out as he speeds up his thrusting.

'it was never recording' he says before heavily picking up his pace fucking deep into you. reaching places you've never been touched before.

you can hear Dominic's moans and even him whimpering behind you.

'fuckkkkkk' you moan out.

feeling the pressure building in you about to snap 'dom- fuck.. im gonna cum' you manage to whisper as he pounds into you from behind.

ypu doubt he heard you. with how loud the sounds from how hard he's thrusting combined woth the sloshing sound from how wet ypur pussy is. not even to mention Dominic's moaning.

'can I cum in you baby?'he questions picking up his pace. 'yes daddy please' you scream feeling the cord in you snap.

vision going white you come to, hearing Dominic talk.

opening up your eyes you see the camera in his hands.

'we gotta film the next one baby'

[littlelambpatronus]

i believe in hyperfem bimbo reader rights, let girls be ditzy dolls if they want!!

[strawberryscribblesandwrites]

Empty offices and creeky desks

leon kennedy x bimbo reseptionist reader

Smut

Summary : your the new receptionist and you desperately want and need to get dicked down by leon (reader kinda manipulates things I think??) (The apocalypse didn't happen in this au?)

(MINORS DNI) Warnings: reader is a tease , dom leon , oral ( m receiving) , fingering rough/degradation , daddy/sir kink , nipple play?, spit 💀, p in v, public sex? Creampie slightly pussy slappingLet me know if any other warnings I missed and I'm sorry lmao

Not bata read

You remember your first day as receptionist. you were sat at the front desk applying your peach lip gloss in your compact when he walked up to your desk.tall , handsome and muscley you had to stop yourself from drooling but you could tell by the dark look in his eyes he thought you were hot in your short pencil skirt and Button up shirt not fully done up.

"Hi I'm y/n welcome how can I help you today, can i get your name to sign you into the system" you looked at him through your lashes as you spoke.

"Leon kennedy" he spoke his voice rough his eyes raked over your body eyes staying a little to long on your chest.

"Okay Mr Kennedy" you giggled softly as you bit your pen before writing down his name in your book of who had come in and at what time.

"All done" you giggled as he gave you a short nod as you handed him his files for the day.

You had one thought as he walked away you need to desperately get fucked by that man, you had a plan to get him, your gonna dress even more slutty and act even more dumb I mean that usually works.

You stood up from your desk applying more sparkling white eyeshadow to your lids grabbing some more files.

Heels clicked against the floor as you moved to find Leon's desk making sure to look lost and dumb.

Pulling down your skirt wiggling your hips as you did you walked up to leon leaning over to tap his shoulder making sure to bend over more than needed to give him a clear view if your cleavage

"Um excuse me Mr Kennedy" you say innocently despite your intentions

His dark grey eyes looked up to you and trailed down your face to your chest where they stayed.

"Do you know where officer Smith went" you softly battery your eyelashes

Leon gulped his eyes reluctantly moving back to your face as he pointed towards the opposite direction you came

"he went that way" his tone soft with a darker edge creeping in as his eyes glued to your plump lips

You quickly said thanks before walking away swaying your hips setting your plan to get railed by the hot blond officer.

So here you sat tight light pink shirt the buttons straining to keep shut the top buttons undone, a shot black pencil skirt that you had to keep pulling down to cover the top of your stocking working graveyard shift just because you knew he was working.

You took a sip from your iced coffee not doing work like you were supposed to

When you heard the entrance of the rcpd open and close but you were to bored to pay any attention to it until you heard a deep voice clearing their throat

You look up through your eyelashes "Oh hi leon!" You giggled as his eyes slowly raked over you his Adams apple bobbed

"Hey....aren't you supposed to be working" he teases his tone dripping with something dark like molasses

You batter you lashes giving him your best doe eyes "I'm way to pretty to work" you write his name down before standing walking over to your filing cabinet purposeful bending down low knowing your skirt would ride up showing him your black lace panties.

"Fuck" he breathed before clearing his throat feeling his pants tighten at the sight

You stand back up turning to him innocently like you didn't just show him your panties "you okay hon you look flushed" you smiled sweetly handing him his files to work on

He stutterd clearing his throat eyes blown wide with lust "I'm just peachy sweetheart" he roughly said walking towards his desk quickly

You smirked sitting at your desk sipping your coffee watching him walk away your plan is working.

You spent the next hour looking over to a frustrated looking leon trying to work you groan as you stand deciding not to pull your skirt down even as it was basically I micro skirt at this point not caring knowing only you and leon where in the main office

You walk over to him your heels clicking on the marble floor you sway your hips as you tie you hair into a messy pony tail.

"Hi leon!" You say bubbly placing yourself on his desk

"You seem fustrated" you giggled softly leaning forward towards him

"I wonder why" he darkly whisperd eyes dark looking at you like he wanted to eat you hole he rubbed his hand over his face his bicep bulging as he did

"You know exactly what your doing huh?" He groaned pushing your legs apart to scoot himself between your legs.

"What do you mean leon" you faked innocents causing the man to darkly chuckle his hands sliding up your legs causing your chest to quicken

"You know exactly what I mean don't you" he growled his thick ands moving further up your thighs moving closer and closer to you lace coverd clit.

You bit your lip shaking your head quickly

"Oh don't lie now baby don't act like you haven't been dressing like a whore for weeks" he growled his finger grazing over your clit softly.

You gasp closing your eyes

"You like that don't you" he laughed repeating his actions you nodded again causing him to grab your chin forcefully causing you to look at him "use your words baby tell daddy what you want" he spoke in a low growl.

he pushed your panties to the side running his finger from your entrance to your swolen nub, collecting your wetness.

"Fuck! Daddy I love it" you whimpered as he grinned slowly circling your clit causing you to arch into him.

"Look at you"he moaned plunging his ring finger and middle finger into your dripping hole causing you to gasp "daddy!"

"Sh sh baby you don't want anyone to hear you" he darkly smirked now standing as he moved and curled his fingers inside you roughly hitting a spot that made you grab his wrist quickly.

He moved his fingers in and out of your entrance quickly, you gripped his arm whining at the feeling of his thick fingers abusing your gummy walls hitting the same spot over and over putting you on edge as his thumb brushed your clit making you see stars.

You panted letting out a high pitched whine as he pulled his fingers out of you leaving you achingly empty

"Daddy please please" you say bordering on a sob

"Look how wet you are my little slut and I haven't even started" he groaned happily bringing his fingers up to his mouth sucking your slick from his fingers the sight was enough to make you cum .

He pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a pop. He grabbed you jawy roughly opening your mouth you happily complied opening your mouth as he smirked at you and spat in your mouth closing your jaw letting you savour the tastes of yourself and his spit

"Such a dirty girl" he growled bordering on a moan

He grabbed your hips pulling you off his desk causing the wood to groan he pulled you into him by the back of your neck foceing you to kiss him you both panted into the rough kiss before he pulled away whispering

"your gonna suck my dick okay?"

"Yes sir" you happily say pushing him to sit on his desk chair you sank you your knees, you quickly moved unzipping his pants as he's raised his hips letting you pull his boxsers and pants down his thighs.

His dick sprang free hitting his stomach you bit your lip as you looked at his dick it was a pretty shade of pink a thick vain running down the underside up to his tip.

"You okay baby" he asked softly smirking as you seemed mesmerised

You didn't reply instead you moves forward giving him an experimental lick from his base to tip causing him to pant and buck up into the air.

You smirked spitting onto his dick wrapping one of your hands round his base giving a gentle squeeze you leaned forward taking his tip into your mouth

"God fuck" he breathed his hand going to your hair.

You moved your hands slowly on his lengly using your toung to tease his tip pre cum coating your toung his hand in your hair foceing you to take more of him into your mouth, you began to bob your head quickly

"God your such a good little slut taking daddy's cock " he breathed as you sped up taking more and more of him into your mouth foceing down a gag breathing through your nose.

"I'm gonna come if you don't slow down" he whined his stomach muscles twitching as he pulled your hair moving you off his dick with a pop

"Fuck your so good" he said pulling you into a kiss as you both stood he moved your hips back to his creeky desk causing it Goan.

He lay you on his desk ripping open your tight pink shirt causing buttons to fling across the marble floor

He pulled your bra down revealing your boobs

He leaned forward taking your nipple into his mouth grazing it with his teeth

"Ahh aa d-daddy" you stutterd pulling his hair at the feeling of him smirking his lips wrapped round your nipple

He pulled back his chest heaving his eyes raked slowly over you your face flushed bare chest raceing and your legs shaking in anticipation dumb look on your face

"Look at you my dumb little baby"

He pulled your short skirt higher then pulled your black lace panties down your legs stuffing them in his pocket

He stepped back slightly admiring your dripping pussy before he gently slapped your clit causing you to squeel.

"Shhhhh" he darkly laughed leaning down spitting onto your pussy causing you to moan as he used his tip to spread his spit from your clit to your entrance.

"Daddy" you wine

"What do you want baby" he breathed his tip at your entrance

"Fuck me please" you say eyes watering

He smirked quickly bottoming out into you as you both moaned at the feeling.

"Your taking me so well ,so fucking tight" he babbled rocking his hips slowly you both enjoyed the feeling of his dick dragging against your walls deliciously slow

Your unable to speak only gasp and moan as he began to move faster leaning forward kissing and sucking at your tits your unable to think or speak barely able to breath all you know is him the feeling of him stuffing you.

His movements get rough his hands clawing at your hips with bruising strength.

"Fuck fuck look at you gon all dumb on daddy's cock" he laughed cut off by the feeling of your walls squeezing him.

He brought his thumb down slowly circling your clit causing your walls to spasm round him as you loudly moan your body curling up as he continued his fast rough pace as your overstimulated pussy dripped and squelchd as his balls slapped against your ass as his pace got faster and he whined "where do you want it" he said getting close.

"Im me please -daddy d-da-daddy please fill me" you shout not caring if anyone heard you

His balls tighten and his dick twitched as you shouted he moaned kissing your chest.

His cum flood you as he pulled his softening dick out of your twitching overworked cunt

His cum began to leak from your hole dripping down onto his desk he moaned softly sitting in his chair.

"We definitely have to do that again" he huffed admiring the way you leaked onto his desk and work unable to speak.

[shinebrightlikeanarwhal]

Miguel with a chubby little bimbo.

She has the biggest brown eyes. The sweetest smile. Plump lips and a head full of curls, but a mind full of frills and glitter.

He likes to kiss her skin, enjoying it most when it’s covered in gold dust from the expensive scrubs and lotions she uses. Marveling at the scent and warmth of pretty brown thighs nestled on both sides of his face.

He spoils her rotten and she happily accepts. But she does have to pay it back in ways he sees fit. Including being bent over his lab desk at work.

[goblin-mask]

TMNT x Bimbo Reader Head Cannons

This is my first headcannon ever I hope you enjoy and that I did it correctly! Request:  

 HELLO!! Can I request bimbo reader who has a crush on the turtles??(individually if that ok?) She’s a total airhead and always striving to pls them. It’s super obvious that she’s crushing because she’s follows after them like a puppy and practically grows wings whenever they praise or give her positive reinforcement. They 100% know she wants them but won’t do anything about it till she does. Out of spite or for entertainment… who knows😭 The boys basically forcing reader admit she has a crush on them. 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️ (Ps: Mikey’s my fave!🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

All Of Them:

They could tell you had a crush on them the moment you walked into the layer the second time

You brought Leo sharpening stones for his katanas

He had mentioned it only once before and you some how remembered

You memorized the periodic table for Donnie

Even making a stupid song to go with it

You memorized Mikey’s order for his favorite Pizza

You had gotten it wrong so many time you wrote it down and kept it in your wallet

You tried your best to work out with Raph

Lifting weights weren’t your forte 

You were also terrible at hiding it

You went out of your way to touch them

You tripped or choked on air whenever one of them would walk by

You would try to understand the ninja lingo that the brothers shared

Even tried to get on Splinters good side

which he found amusing

Leonardo:

Leo knew you were going to confess to him after he had a bad day

You must have gotten a heads up from April because you bright skincare, and other things he has seen you do when he would visit

You attempted to make it as relaxing as possible but some things weren’t meant to be on Turtles skin

When Leo broke out into a rash you freaked out

You thought he was dying and ran to Donnie for immediate assistance 

Leo had never seen you  cry to this extent before

And yes you cried a lot

Leo had to spend an hour trying to console you and make you realize that he knew you didn’t do it on purpose

Through your sobs he could hear you say

“I just want to do nice things for you *Hic* Because I really like you!”

When you said that he smiled

“Don’t worry baby girl I like you as well.”

He has never seen you flip emotions like you did

One moment you were crying on the floor and the next moment you were in his lap and hugging him like your life depended on it

He made sure to hug you back just as tight to reassure you

“Thank you Leo!”

Leo only places a kiss in your hair

Raphael:

When you confessed to Raph it was completely out of the blue

He was lifting dumbbells when you jumped out and surprised him.

He ended up dropping it on his foot

You immediately tried to help only to hurt him further which he hid to the best of his ability

You just ended up handing him some wrist wrapping tape and a note with his name and a heart on it before bolting out in tears

Raph felt his heart warm when he read it

His favorite part of it was the baby pink lipstick kiss that you put over his name at the beginning

When it was safe to go out he made sure to wear the wraps around his wrists and carry the note with him

“Doll~” He says as he enters your room

He sees you curled on your side under the blankets

He sees you shuffle as if you are trying to sleep

“I know you you are still awake~” 

You turn over and meet his eye

He sits on your bed and pats your back

“Now I need those pretty lips to tell me, can you do that Doll?”

He smirks at your flustered expression

“I like you...”

“I like ya too.”

He then brings you into his lap. 

“Can I get an actual kiss now?”

Donatello:

Donatello could tell you liked him he just didn’t know why

The memorization of the periodic table gave him an unusual feeling

Then you started giving him periodic table pick up lines

He didn’t get it until his brothers pointed it out

Then you started wearing his lab coat to an insane extent

It now had your scent there permanently 

Which he didn’t mind

What happened to make you confess was that he was working on some intense chemicals

He should have known better and told you to waft the smell towards you, but he ultimately forgot

This caused your eyes to water and burn to which he quickly rushed you to the fountain to rinse your eyes out

“For the last time Sweetheart, you aren’t going to go blind.”

“I might as well since I am so blindly in love with you!” you say through blubbers of tears

Donnie sighs as he takes you away from the fountain and looks into your eyes

“I love you too Sweetheart, but you have to believe me when I say the chemical will only cause irritation”

He could have sworn your pupils turned to heart eyes as you jumped in his arms for a hug

Michelangelo - Your Fav

Mikey is a bit of an air head to which is why you both clicked so well in the first place

He was skateboarding in the sewers when he sees you right in front of him

He decided it was high time to teach you how to skate

while skating however he neglected to give you any arm or knee pads

which was his plan so he had an excuse to hold your hands the entire time

which worked until you tripped and fell

You definitely got the princess treatment as he scooped you up in his arms and took you to the layer, leaving his skateboard behind

“I am so sorry Angelcakes I should have held onto you better”

He says as he makes a mess of Donnie’s Lab trying to find some bandages and hydroxide

By the time you are bandaged up you are tired and are just leaning against Mikey

To your surprise he confesses first!

“I know I am always the one to jump the gun on this but I gotta tell ya...”

He pauses for a moment

“You’re a sweet girl and I want to make sure you are okay so maybe if you’d like, you can be my Angelcake permanently?”

You let out a giggle before placing a kiss on his cheek “Of course Mikey!”

[munsster]

kurt kunkle and his bimbo girlfriend

A/N: this week has literally forced me to be obsessed with this greasy little slasher (soooooo my inbox is surely open!) (gif creds: @stevesnailbat)

Pairing: Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Bimbo!Reader

Warnings: Spree (2020) related content, kurt kunkle, smut/suggestive themes, MDNI, slasher themes (blood, gore, murder, ghostface), pet names (baby, slasher), cam/stream sex

im sorry but gamer bf x bimbo gf trope is actually flooring me rn

he’s just this greasy little streamer you started watching and you’re this total babe who’s obsessed with him

and you are really obsessed with him

you are literally his Number one fan

if kurt kunkle has 100 fans, youre one of them. if kurt kunkle has 1 fan, its you. if kurt kunkle has no fans, you’re dead.

you plugging kurtsworld96 at any given chance, like he’s so confused the first time he hears you do it, but then he gets so happy and just pulls you in

you being the first one to be super excited about his amount of viewers/followers

a celebratory kiss for ur streamer bf 🥰

also getting really worried when he seems to be in a little bit of trouble (ie cops in the background yikes)

him always reassuring you that he’s fine and he’ll figure it out

you dont know it but he’ll do anything you say, even if it meant turning off his stream for the night

you literally suggested doing cam stuff together before chat suggested it, but now chat is like obsessed with that because theyre a bunch of pervs

you treating chat like a sassy lil mama (“ew! behave yourselves” “ask nicely” “‘put it in her ass’ oh cmon, you know better” ���shhh, quit being bratty, thats not how good little viewers get what they want, now is it?”)

youre such a lil price gouger, youre like “okay if someone sends in $50, i’ll let you guys watch us” and chat loves you so obviously they end up doing that

kurt really really loves you, plus you do wonders for his numbers. viewers basically double when he even mentions you

“‘kill your gf’ pfft yeah right, i know all his tricks, i’d like to see him try!” and you’re like in his lap and grinning and he just grins at you and when you turn to face him, he lands a big ol smooch on you

even after months of being together, he still gets nervous around you

and you always tell him to “relax, baby, it’s just me” all while he’s literally buzzing in your presence

he probably likes his hair pulled tbh

like even when you just run your fingers through his hair, he’s purring, he’s so slutty for it

asking him to do skincare/haircare with you as an excuse to take showers together 😝

like of course he’s gonna do it 1) because he loves you and 2) because afterwards, he smells like a candy store

you picking out his outfits because what he wears now is actually a cry for help

no because he would actually let you treat him like a dress up doll

you being really excited about it and telling him to do GRWM and OOTD segments on his streams (which are completely led + narrated by you, but he doesn’t need to know that)

him teaching you how to play video games (even though you already kinda know, you let him have his moment)

you designing the clickbait thumbnails for all of his youtube videos and they’re definitely all sparkly and pink and cute

you begging him to come with you to get your nails done, telling him he doesn’t have to get his nails done, you just want him to go with you

but of course, you convince him to get his nails done (just a basic polish *cough cough* in literally neon green, his choice) and he flaunts it to stream

he definitely makes fun of bobby like “my girlfriend is literally so hot. where’s yours? oh wait……”

and you HATE bobby

you think he’s a bad friend to kurt, but you’d never tell him that. you just scheme like “noooo baby, hang out with me, not bobby” and he’s like okay 🥰

also him being a little protective and possessive over you

like when other attractive people glance at you, he’ll grab your hand or put his arm around you or ask for a little kiss (all of which you do happily)

i love yous are thrown around like none other, and it makes him blush everytime. even when youre just tuning in, if he gets that “i love you, slasher” message, he’ll go red as a tomato

oh that reminds me: youre favorite movies being slasher films like scream and scary movie and american psycho, and he’s not stupid so he definitely senses the theme there

bonus: he definitely buys one of those ghostface masks just to surprise you (and get into your pants)

you offering to help clean his car after particularly gory kills (and he knows ur really good with aesthetics and detail work)

also you cleaning him up after particularly gory kills 🥺

like he’ll come home with blood streaked down his face, and you’re like “aw baby 😟 c’mere”

he LOVES it, he feels like a little puppy dog around you because you take care of him so well

you are all about sneak attack kisses, and he never knows what to do with them, he just sits there and smiles while you hold his face and pecks his lips

bro eventually, he’ll start laying the rizz down on you (and he’s not very good at it but) its so sweet that he’s genuinely trying and happy

like he’ll just spit pick-up line after pick-up line whenever you’re around, and you just giggle and kiss him on the cheek

you don’t even have to ask and he’ll buy you cute clothes. not that he’s insanely rich or like raking it in, but he makes enough, and he will spend money on something nice for you before he buys something for himself

him begging to drive you anywhere and anywhere even though your car works perfectly fine, he just wants to do things for you

also him begging to rig your car with cameras, too, just so when he does have to be in your car, he can still stream

ummm bonus: he definitely sets up a camera above his bed so like not only can he do sleeping streams, but…. you know…… angles 😌

you bringing him snacks and drinks during his stream and he gets the biggest googly eyes

you’ll just walk in in like the skimpiest little outfits, grinning and winking at the camera before giving kurtie a sloppy kiss

yall he’s so fucking dumb (in a loving way), but you’ll get into the car in like the most revealing and tight top and he’ll get all nervous and try to angle the cameras like ‘yall seeing this???’ all while smirking to himself

him accidentally referring to you as his wife on multiple occasions while streaming

letting you put your songs in the queue every so often

bonus: after hearing you play it literally once, his new favorite song is ‘stars are blind’ by paris hilton. that shit bangs and he knows it

him making you a playlist of all his songs (and he actually falls in love when you mention the fact that you listen to it almost constantly)

he actually can’t believe you love him and you’re of fan of his work and you’re actually the cutest thing he’s ever seen (nice tits, too)

it takes a lot of convincing and proof on his part that you truly love him, but you’re not shy about showing it and you’ll prove it to him anytime he needs

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[sinnerbanshee]

Friendly little tid-bit

I'm a bimbo (and gyaru)

Yes, I'm a guy and use the fem terms, fuck off

So, this means I live for bimbo/gyaru readers

WELLLLL

I fucking read all the fics for those😭

Soooo, give me requests for bimbo/gyaru and I'll write it

[yawnderu]

Simon Riley is absolutely smitten by his bimbo girlfriend. Pretty little thing like you, who grew up extremely sheltered and has never seen the horrors he has. He makes it his duty to keep you that way, giving you the best life he can even if he's a damn bastard.

''They're making another Planet Earth.'' He comments casually, brown eyes fully focused on the way your lovely, manicured hands play with his calloused fingers, not a single hint of disgust in your face at touching the hands that have killed hundreds.

''Where are they getting the dirt for it?'' You ask with a raised eyebrow, making sure not to hurt him with your long acrylics. His hands always feel rough to the touch, and to this day you don't even know what he does for work. Maybe he's a cosplayer, that explains his clothes.

''...'' He blinks a few times, dumbfounded at the question. Despite the fact that you're so... dim-witted, it's hard not to admire you when you wear those pretty skin-tight clothes and heavy makeup, glossy lips always pulled into a pretty pout.

''The nature documentary, angel.'' He brings you closer to him, making you sit on his lap as his hands run up and down your back absent-mindedly.

''Oh. Oh! Okay.'' Simon makes no effort to hide the small smile on his lips, feeling you plant kisses all over his face, marking it with your pretty red lipstick. He doesn't care, he wears those kisses on his scarred skin like a damn badge of honor.

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[mariasont]

My Boss Won't Be Happy About This - A.H

a/n: back to bimbo brain rot!!!! inspired by the first season that one episode (you know the one) where hotch is all macho man with elle in jamaica

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pairings: aaron hotchner x bimbo!assistant!reader

summary: you’re wrongfully arrested and hotch is not happy about it

warnings: creepy officer, inaccuracies of how law enforcement works, hotch being sexy

wc: 1.3k

"Listen I'm not the type of girl to tell someone how to do their job, but I just don't think you're doing it right."

You were speaking to an empty room, or at least, you were speaking to the mirror in front of you. It's the kind of mirror you had seen in countless interrogation scenes, the kind you usually image Hotch standing behind. You let your gaze linger, wondering if eyes are studying you from the other side, listening to your monologue.

"Well, that, and I also just don't think it's very nice." Your brand spanking new heels were tapping against the dirty floor. 

You weren't happy about that. You weren't happy about any of this. Your feet ache, but the fear of the germs lurking on the floor paralyzes any thoughts of relief by removing your shoes.

"And hey, shouldn't I get a phone call? That's a rule, I think," you mumble, lips turning downward in an unusual frown. It seems like the right time for it. "My boss is not going to take this well. I mean, he's got this look, you know? The kind that makes you want to apologize for things you didn't even do."

You conjured up his daunting expression and released a jittery laugh, all while striving to disregard the biting cold blasting from the AC vent, which seemed determine to freeze you into place. 

You were seriously out of your element, not just in surroundings but in dress--so form-fitting it left very little to the imagination. It seemed to be a good idea for a date. That was before you realized said date would be a complete disaster. Now, it felt like a trap. It had been a spectacle for a man unworthy of the effort, and as you sat in this rigid chair, you found yourself tugging at the hem every other moment, a futile attempt to preserve some semblance of modesty.

"So, when he hears about this little error... Well, let's just say I wouldn't want to be in your shoes." Six hours had passed in this dreary space, and you could feel your sanity fraying at the edges. You muttered, half to yourself, "Not that they're as cute as mine, but you get the point."

The door hinge's creak made you sit bolt upright, a silent supplication for Hotch's rescue echoing through your mind. But today, it seemed, the gods were indifferent. The officer who had arrested you stepped in.

"Having fun talking to yourself?"

You flashed your sweetest smile. "Oh, tons! But I'd have much more fun if you'd uncuff me."

He said nothing, folding his arms over his chest as he dragged his gaze up and down your body in a way that made your skin prickle in discomfort. You attempted to dispel the creeping dread, but it stubbornly lingered.

You did what you could to cover up, despite the awkward angle of your arms. "Listen, this is all just a big mistake. I work for the FBI," you insisted, though it was clear the officer's attention was fixated on your tits rather than your words. "Well, I mean, I'm an assistant for the unit chief of the BAU unit. You've heard of Aaron Hotchner, haven't you?"

The officer's mouth closed without a word, as the door was thrust open yet again, and this time, your heart leapt in recognition. Your knight in shining armor with a lethal expression.

His eyes instantly zeroed in on the officer with a look that could curdle blood, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that you weren't the object of his anger. He approached you wordlessly, his every motion precise and determined.

He carefully shed his jacket, a gesture he seldom made, and draped it across your shoulders. The fleeting caress of his hand against your skin was enough to make you lean into his touch. You let out a breath that you had been unconsciously holding back. 

You watched as Hotch turned, his voice a low, steady force, his words carefully chosen and tinged with an unsettling peace. "Officer," he began, the title spoken almost as warning. "I believe there has been a grave misunderstanding. This woman is not only an esteemed member of the FBI, but she is also under my direct supervision."

He stepped closer, encroaching on the officer's personal space. You watched, almost in slow motion, as the officer's expression morphed into one of sheer terror, his earlier confidence dissolving like sugar in hot tea.

"Six hours," he continued, his voice never rising yet somehow it took up all the space in the confined room. "Six hours of unwarranted detention, without due process. I expect her immediate release. And make no mistake, this lapse in judgment will have its ramifications."

The officer was mute, his fingers clumsily unlocking the handcuffs, his movements hurried, his hands trembling. A twinge of pity flickered within you, but it was quickly overshadowed by the memory of considering the table as a makeshift blanket.

The moment the metal clicked open; you wasted no time. You flung your arms around Hotch, the pent relief and biting chill of the past few hours pouring out of you. You were desperate for warmth, specifically his warmth.

He stiffened, caught off guard by your actions. You feel the anger radiating through him, practically pulsing through his skin. As you clung to him, you felt the draft on your legs as your dress slid up, and without missing a beat Hotch's hand discreetly adjusted the fabric, all while keeping his eyes locked on the officer, a silent warning in his gaze.

Once he was certain you were decently covered, he allowed himself to draw him into his arms. One arm secured around your waist, the other weaving through your hair. You were cold. It renewed another tide of rage through his bloodstream.

With the officer's departure, the room's oppressive atmosphere lightened a touch, leaving you still latched onto your boss.

"Oh, sir, you wouldn't believe it," you started, his hands tracing up your spine and sparking a trail of goosebumps that had nothing to do with the chill. "They kept asking me about a heist, as if I'd know anything about that! And then they show me this picture, and I mean, sure, she had my hair, but that's about it."

You rambled on, and he let you, the absurdity of the situation pouring out in a stream of consciousness. Hotch's hold on you tightened. You could sense the coiled tension in him, a tempest of anger held a bay.

"And the room, it was so cold! I mean, I'm sure you can tell. My teeth were chattering, and all I could think of was how I'd rather be filing your paperwork or listening to Reid's factoids about the quantum mechanics of coffee beans."

You felt Hotch's breath on your hair as he let out a sigh. 

"I'm just glad you're here now," you whispered, finally allowing yourself to relax in his embrace.

Hotch gave a curt nod, his jaw set. He was itching to confront the officer, to unleash a tirade not meant for your ears. But he was well aware of how much you needed him right now, and that trumped everything in his book.

Hotch took a moment to compose himself before speaking. "This isn't just incompetence; it's negligence. I will have this place reevaluated for its standards, or lack thereof."

You took a step back, hands still resting on his arms, and he maintained his grip on your waist. "I bet this is the last time you'll let me go on a date without a full background check on the guy, huh, sir?"

Hotch's hold on your waist firmed just a fraction. "Maybe it's the last time I let you go on a date, period."

He was only half-joking.

"Not even with you?" You tilted your head to meet his gaze, drawing his jacket closer around you.

Hotch just simply gives you that look, the one that says a thousand words without a sound. He's telling you to tread lightly.

"Alright, I'll be good," you giggle, the tension easing from your shoulders. "Can you take me home now, please?"

He nods, "Yeah, let's get you home."

And then he leads you out, thinking to himself that the next person to take you out will be him, but that's for him to know and you to find out later.

taglist: @hotchhner @khxna

[minispidey]

yall... old man logan is so hot.

thinking of bimbo!reader x logan howlett... but i'm staying true to my word, will finish up my drafts before anything else.

but god... being his pretty bimbo neighbor...

[lovlidollie]

dollie!reader who finds the cutest shirt online !!! it’s pink n pretty with the words on it outlined in sparkly gems, of course she just has to get it !! soon as she places the order (courtesy of rafe’s money obviously) she’s bouncin’ around the place, talking rafe’s ear off about how excited she is to show it off. he simply grumbles ‘n rolls his eyes, muttering a “yeah, yeah, dollface. ‘m sure ‘s perfect.” (he doesn’t really understand fashion — or more specifically her fashion — but he likes to entertain her anyway)

and then the day finally comes, the package is here !!! she’s so excited that she breaks a nail trying to rip the packaging apart, doesn’t even have time to mourn over it because she’s finally got the soft top in her hands. it’s even better than she could have ever dreamed of !! she’s running up the stairs, tiny kitten heels clicking loudly, excited giggles reverberating across the house. she’s ripping off the the outfit she already has on, a cute sleeveless cami ‘n skirt combo, before pulling the new shirt on, immediately squealing with delight ‘n prancing off to show rafe.

“look, look ray! took ages but it’s finally here, isn’t it so adorable?!” rafe’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head when he sees it… adorable .. was one way to describe it. in her excitement it seems like dollie somehow managed to buy the top in a size one too small .. maybe even two sizes.. it clings to her like a second skin. the low cut shows off more than enough cleavage, tits pressed together from how tight it is, jiggling lightly every time dollie impatiently moves. his mouth starts salivating when he notices her nipples poking through the material and in all honestly he feels like a perpetually horny teenager again. his lips quirk into one of his signature smirks once he catches what the shirt says; “all tits, no brains ♡"

rafe’s hands slide up her hips, gripping her waist tight, fingertips brushing the hem of the top. there’s a possessive glint in his darkened eyes, voice grittier when he speaks. “mmh — ‘s real adorable, baby. makes my girls look even better, dont’ya think?” he stands up, towering over her frame, grip over her body so strong that she naturally arches into him, glossed lips popping open with a gasp.

“listen uh — this is an inside shirt. y’get me? inside shirt. f’me. f’my eyes only. f’this house only… now how ‘bout you give daddy a spin, hm? wanna see my pretty doll.”

[tinythebunni]

rafe had his eyes on you for a while. you were new to the island and everyone wanted to be by you. you seemed to have this energy that attracted everyone, like a fucking magnet.

rafe couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw you. you were everything he could want in a girl. tall, slim, curvy, shiny skin, beautiful hair, and most of all you were so feminine. he loved a girl he could take care of, provide for even.

he first saw you at the country club. you were clad in skimpy pink bikini with white polka dots, a white bow in the side of your hair, and white flats on. you read some magazine he couldn’t be bothered to even pay attention to. for right now, you were his main object of his attention. you could feel his eyes on you, you usually did.

you’d been here only two weeks and you knew all about the infamous rafe cameron. there were rumors he killed some cop and he had a drug problem.

people said he was one of the most fun people in the world but he would blow up in the quarter of a second. no girl could hold him down and he always got what he wanted. everyone wanted to be him or fuck him.

he’d made slight advances in the short amount of time you’ve been in the outer banks. holding a door open for you, paying for your drink, offering to apply your sunscreen while you tanned at the beach, the whole shabang.

you didn’t give him the slightest ounce of your attention. you wanted him to work for it. obviously you wanted him but you can’t let him know that! if rafe always got what he wanted then he wouldn’t mind a challenge.

you liked this game of cat and mouse you guys played. you didn’t know how much longer you could take it though. your friend daphne had invited you to some kook party at her stupid chad bfs house.

you went of course because rafe would be there. and you wanted him to see you, especially in this outfit. a lacy pink halter neck and pink mini skirt with ties on the sides. it showed just enough of skin to make him crazy. you wanted him to know what he was missing out on.

who knows? maybe tonight you’ll let him have a taste.

after a while of being at the party you started to get a bit bored. there were people making out in the corners, the alcohol tasted shit, and rafe still wasn’t here.

you were slightly buzzed and contemplating walking out when you saw him. he wore only a white wife beater and some denim jeans. what really caught your attention was the way his eyes were immediately on you when he came in.

he looked you over, greeting a few people, but not once did his eyes stray off you.

“top, i gotta go handle something. i’ll catch ya later.” and with that he strides over to you, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you into a room upstairs.

you had butterflies in your stomach. after a month he couldn’t take it anymore. you were excited to see what he would do now.

he swiftly locked the door and turned towards you with an almost primal look in his eyes. you giggle as he rubs the back of his neck and glares.

“do you think this shit is fuckin funny? been wanting you for months and you think it’s game. do you know how hard you make me? those skimpy fucking skirts and that coy smile.“

you were positive you looked like a fish out of water right now. you could feel a heat rising in your belly and a blush flushing your checks and neck.

“i didn’t know i affected you that much” you whispered.

“bullshit. i see you close your thighs each time i fucking look at you. can barely focus on anything when you’re near by.”

rafe is stalking towards you now, and you back up more and more until your knees finally hit the bed. he pushes you back until your lying on your back, with only your elbows and forearms holding you up.

he pulls your skirt over your tummy, glancing up at you as he places a kiss on your thigh.

“tell me this is okay. i needa know what you taste like. i can’t fucking stand it. so close to your pussy i can practically feel you on my tongue already.”

you give a shaky nod but that’s not enough.

he pinches the inside of your thigh and shakes his head with disapproval.

“no. baby i need words. use your voice, ain’t even touched you yet so i know you’re not fucked out already.”

“yes, yes rafe this is okay! please i need it” you whine while your lips pout slightly.

he was being so mean right now! is this what it felt like for him all this time?

he places a kiss on your clit over your panties and thumbs at your entrance. he smoothes your arousal over your lips and curses under his breath.

rafe takes his time making you whimper and whine. you push your hips up for some kind of friction, something more than he’s giving you. he uses his left hand to hold you down while his right pushes down on your clit, the pressure making your eyes roll back.

“calm down sweet thing. s’okay. m jus getting you ready. been dreaming bout this and i wanna take my time”

the cameron boy takes off your underwear and pauses. you can’t tell if he’s in awe or disgusted.

“so fucking pretty baby. is this all for me?” he questions as if he doesn’t already know the answer.

“rafe of course it is, do you see anybody else in this fucking room?” you’re mad now, you’re so fucking horny and he’s being a tease!

“alright alright” he laughs, placing a kiss to your thigh and looking up at you one last time.

“not letting you go after this is done. you’re mine.”

[gemini-sensei]

Thinking about bimbo!Reader who is everyone's stress relief toy again. (Includes girlcock!Tory and girlcock!Sam)

Everyone at the dojo just uses her to blow off steam at one point or another. She's there for that reason alone because she's crap at karate. She doesn't mind though, she's helping her friends after all. So what if Tory is a little rough with her? She loves it! So what if her jaw is sore after Demetri accidentally gags her on his cock? She loves it! So what if her ass is raw after Miguel is done after she's already gone limp and tired? Still she loves it!

Eventually it evolves into everyone having fun with her because Reader knows how to have a good time. Sure, she's still hanging around for that stress relief, but she's also picked up on what everyone likes 😏 so she makes sure everyone is satisfied too. Sam comes to her often because she's "always tense" an excuse Reader catches onto knowing she just wants to get her dick wet. Robby enjoys the gentler side of things and is always in need of attention, fucking and cuddling afterwards always makes him happy. Hawk comes around all the time because he loves hitting it from behind or having sloppy make out sessions with Reader, when he gets to grope and squeeze all her pudgy curves.

But one day she doesn't come to the dojo. And the next day she isn't there either. And the next day she doesn't show up.

By then everyone is worried, so the gang of friends go to check on her. Only to find her apartment is kind of a mess, which is usually isn't. Reader does pretty well at keeping her place clean. She's the only one living there after all.

They find her in her bedroom, curled up with a bucket. She's obviously not feeling well and when they ask her what's up she tells them that she's sick, probably with a stomach bug or something. Thinking that, she doesn't want them around in case she gets them sick. However, Sam and Robby want to help her feel better so they decide to make her some soup. Miguel helps by tidying up her apartment and giving it a nice sweeping. Hawk doesn't care if he gets sick, so he's right there with her helping her get some fresh clothes on and getting her a new bucket to puke in.

However, Demetri and Tory aren't so sure that it's just a stomach bug. So they make up an excuse to go to the store, saying they're gonna go get some over the counter meds for Reader. They are going to the store but not for meds.

They come back with five pregnancy tests, thanks to Demetri and his constant worrying. He wants to make sure that it's 100% accurate.

Reader has no idea why they would bring her pregnancy tests. She's not so sure of they're thinking. She just shrugs it off but everyone is telling her to take them.

So she does.

And one comes back positive. So she takes another one.

And it's positive.

And so is the next one.

And the next one.

And the next one...

She can't deny it and she starts crying. She doesn't understand how this happened, she's been on the pill. In tears, she makes herself throw up again and Sam helps her get cleaned up. They all try to calm her down but it doesn't work.

She doesn't calm down until Hawk has her in a big hug on her bed, sitting against the headboard with her laying back against his chest. He's so affectionate toward her, so is Miguel and Sam, so they're all over her. Meanwhile, Tory, Robby and Demetri are kind of awkwardly standing aside unsure of what to do. The three of them are also the ones freaking out on the inside the most, but they're trying not to let it show in front of Reader.

She starts getting worried because the baby could literally be any of theirs. She has no way of knows. There have been days she's fucked two of them, so it's literally a toss up as to who the baby's other parent could be.

However, none of them care about that. They only vare about Reader and how she's feeling about all of this, so they try to calm her down and stop thinking about frivolous stuff like who's baby it is. That isn't something they can work out right now, so they're not even worried about it. She's their #1 priority now, after all she's done for them - beyond the sex, she's been their friend and confidant, their rock, their biggest supporter. It's time they take care of her.

Sam is cuddled up to Reader, her head resting on her thighs as she holds her. Miguel is on her other side, head beside her belly that isn't showing yet. It's still soft and chubby, perfect to cuddle up to. Hawk is still holding her, one hand on her belly while his head rests on her shoulder. The three of them ensure she knows she's okay and don't let her talk badly about herself for not knowing who the other parent is. Hawk keeps kissing her cheek or neck, enough to tickle and it makes her laugh. Sam and Miguel give words of encouragement. It's way more than friendly that's for sure.

Meanwhile, in the background, Demetri and Troy are being more logical about it. They're kind of already getting into the money and doctors suddenly of things. Demetri is just drawn to researching everything he needs to know for all of this while Tory has pretty much already been a parent to her younger brother, so doctors don't worry her. It's money that worries her. And Robby. Poor Robby. They're also trying to calm his nerves. He's so worried.

None of them know what they're going to do but they're certain they're gonna figure it out. After all, they all love Reader, so why wouldn't they?

[devil-in-hiding]

loser!Simon and his cock drunk bimbo gf

“fuck i love your cock Si, so fuckin big.” you whine, nails digging into the firm globes of his ass and simon can already feel his brain starting to melt, a choked whine slipping past his lips as he presses his forehead to yours. “l-love please.. you k-know what that does…” he whimpers, screwing his eyes shut as he feels your cunt flutter around his aching cock

“want it, want to be your pretty little cum dump!” you plead, gasping when Simon fucks into you faster, pinning you under his body weight as he pants into your neck.

[tojisun]

oh but bimbo!reader mssging simon (a military man) how theres a boy in campus (a frat boy specifically) who wont take no for an answer as he keeps tryna pursue you, corralling his frat brothers and even your cheer team to make up situations where you two could have an “alone time.” naturally, simon flies back to put the fear of god into this boy because what is he if not just a boy against simon’s bulk?

and since he is a pissy boy, you receive these messages from him:

from: dickhead

> bitch. you couldve just said your taken

> fucking cunt

to: dickhead

i did but you are just stubborn :/ <

also? it’s you’re* <

and thank you, btw. simmy loves it when i’m a cunt. the fact that you can’t handle me being one just proves his point :p <

from: dickhead

> fuck you and you’re ugly ass boyfriend

to: dickhead

your* 😭 <

simon, who pulled you to his lap the moment the first messages came rolling in, laughs before kissing you on your cheek.

“my smart cookie,” simon murmurs, nuzzling his nose along your skin.

you giggle, throwing your phone behind you before tackling simon and giving him a thousand smooches. simon catches you with ease, hefting you on top of him to slot you two in the comfiest position.

(simon snags a picture of you and him snuggling after sex, careful that all that’s showing is your after-sex glow and nothing more – not a sliver of skin past your marked-up neck – before asking permission from you if it’s alright that he sends it to ‘dickhead’.

your nose scrunches in confusion even as you nod, passing your phone back to simon. simon kisses your lips lightly in thanks, and arranges the message.

to: dickhead

[image attached] <

she’s mine, son. <

your number is blocked soon after by little frat boy.)

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