#you're too sweet to me gah-

[2aceofspades]

silliness aside, I hope u had a lovely and fun day as well Ace!!!

more work games and attack of the brain weasels have been making me a bit more tired lately, but seeing you pop up on my dash is always a treat! no trick! ;)

nothing but nice things and good days for my favorite goon, and anyone or anything that says differently will have to answer to me~

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It was a very happy halloween, my dear morse anon

No tricks indeed...

[alottiegoingon]

glinda has a crush.

glinda upland x fem!reader

summary: glinda upland is smitten, and she’s making sure the whole world (especially you) knows it, whether you catch on or not. warnings: fluff overload, afab reader, lesbian glinda, glinda being dramatic, harmless meddling, lots of pink, not proofread, nsfw at the very end, MDNI.

glinda is not subtle. when glinda has a crush, the whole of oz could probably figure it out before you do. she’s extra giggly around you, tossing her hair and flashing her most radiant smile whenever you’re in sight.

she has been fighting people that call her "glinda" for her whole life. "it's gah-linda. with a gah". but you could call her belinda and she'd be like "okay, guess that's my name now hehe :D".

lots of "toss toss". when you're around, she performs this move even more flamboyantly, ensuring you notice her. she even practice it in front of a mirror to perfect it all in hopes of impressing you.

her love language is... extravagant. expect surprise deliveries of glittery pink bouquets, handwritten notes sealed with her signature wax stamp, new clothes, and occasionally, enchanted trinkets she insists you “simply must have.”

“oh, wow, that outfit is so scandalocious! no one wears pink like you do!” glinda’s endless flattery toes the line between sweet and over-the-top.

despite her bubbly demeanor, glinda gets a little possessive... she might interrupt your conversations with others by swooping in, linking arms with you, and whisking you away under the guise of “urgent matters.”

elphaba is so done. she immediately catches on to glinda’s feelings and rolls her eyes at every lovestruck sigh or poorly veiled attempt to get your attention. “just tell her already,” she mutters, but glinda insists she’s being subtle.

not even fiyero can get away. he becomes glinda’s reluctant confidant. she quizzes him endlessly. “do you think she noticed my new hairpin? was it obvious when i accidentally brushed her hand?”

glinda occasionally ropes her more impressionable classmates into “spontaneous” group activities that just happen to involve you. picnic by the emerald city fountain? surprise study group? all glinda’s doing.

when you don’t pick up on her hints, glinda cranks up the theatrics. she might “accidentally” trip so you can catch her, dramatically swoon when you compliment her, or claim she needs your advice about “a dear friend who’s in love with someone amazing…”

subtlety? what subtlety? if all else fails, she starts making outrageous claims, like how the stars in the night sky don’t shine as brightly as your eyes. by this point, even munchkins are side-eyeing her obviousness.

very possessive. very jealous. careful, she bites. if she sees you talking to someone she doesn’t quite trust, glinda will immediately try to steal your attention. whether it’s showing up next to you with a loud “oh, darling, there you are!” or tugging you away by the waist with a soft, dramatic "i need you for just a second...", her jealousy is obvious, but she tries to play it off with a sweet, innocent demeanor. It's almost too cute to notice, but not quite.

when she finally confesses, you can expect a dramatic monologue.

glinda’s confession is a whirlwind of dramatic proclamations and heartfelt vulnerability. “dearest, i simply cannot go another day without telling you… you are the brightest star in my sky, the melody in my heart, and the only person who can make me feel like this!”

when you admit you feel the same, glinda’s jaw actually drops even if she had spent weeks trying to make you notice her. she recovers quickly, though, already planning millions of dates.

expect her to immediately start gushing to everyone who’ll listen. “attention, everyone! she said yes! isn’t she just perfect?” meanwhile, you’re trying to hide your face from the attention.

in a relationship, when you catch her being a little too clingy or dramatic after seeing someone else talk to you, glinda will act innocent, flashing you her most dazzling smile while saying, "me? jealous? oh, princess, no. i’m simply making sure you know you’re mine.” she’ll lean in for a kiss as if nothing's wrong, but you can tell she's putting on an act.

if she feels like she’s losing your attention for too long, she might retreat into a little meltdown, just to get you to reassure her. she’ll dramatically sigh and pout, plopping herself next to you on the couch or across the room. “ugh, why do they even talk to you like that? you’re too good for them!” her jealousy is always a bit over the top, but the underlying sentiment is clear: she wants all your love, and she wants it now.

expect your individuality to be gone when you become her girlfriend. you could be in a party and someone offered you pizza and glinda would wrap her arm around your waist, pull you close and say "oh, we would love it, don't we, my dear?"

personal space? there's no such a thing when glinda is your girlfriend, please! physical touch is a must. kissing, hugging, biting your cheeks or ears affectionately (or more), holding hands anywhere and any time, rubbing your back or your knee when sitting next to each other, you name it.

NSFW (MDNI)!!!

a very soft top!!!

glinda throws herself into everything with gusto, and intimacy is no exception. she treats every moment as though it’s a grand performance, designed to leave you utterly breathless.

glinda loves to talk during intimate moments. she’s shamelessly loud, peppering the air with compliments, exclamations of delight, and plenty of your name. it’s never quiet with her, not that you’d want it to be.

she talks you through it and she isn't shy about it. she likes giving orders and watching you fall apart when following religiously every word she says.

she’ll tease you mercilessly, grinning as she whispers things like, “oh, darling, you’ll have to beg if you want more. i couldn't quite hear you.”

while glinda radiates self-assurance, there’s also an adorable side of her that craves reassurance and exploration. “do you like it when i do this?” she’ll ask, watching your every reaction like her life depends on it.

if you wear glasses, she would love to keep it during sex. "let's put that back in," she says, while gracefully on top of you.

during your first time, she'd be so gentle and attentive to how you'd react to every touch of hers. you feel like passing out when she runs her fingers through your soaked folds so patiently just to see your face contorting in pleasure.

"oh, there it is," she says softly, with that adorable smile feigning innocence, when you trembled at the pad of her thumb touching your clit.

sometimes, when you are in your shared dorm after class, tired and sitting on your bed, you decide to read a book. it takes glinda nothing more than 5 seconds to get bored and impatient and climb onto the bed, crawling to you to spread your legs open and sit in between them. you'd complain and say you were reading and she'd go like "of course. keep doing that, darling, i'm not stopping you," before having her face buried in your pretty pussy.

glinda loves trailing her lips along your neck, often leaving faint marks she calls “little declarations of my adoration.” the hollow of your collarbone is her second favorite spot, especially if you’re wearing something that exposes it. you can't blame her, she likes showing you off!

she finds kissing your thighs endlessly fascinating, claiming it’s the “perfect way to worship you.” expect slow, lingering kisses here, especially when she’s feeling extra romantic (or very horny).

there’s something incredibly intimate about the way she kisses your fingertips and palms, sometimes intertwining your fingers with hers as she gazes at you like you’re the only person in existence.

tell her how beautiful she is, how good she’s making you feel, or how much you want her, and she’ll melt into a puddle of happiness. her confidence skyrockets when you’re vocal about your admiration.

glinda adores the little things. running her hands over every curve of your body, memorizing your favorite spots, and taking her time to make sure you feel completely adored.

post-intimacy, glinda becomes the clingiest cuddle bug ever. she insists on holding you close, peppering you with soft kisses, and telling you (loudly) just how much she adores you. if you let go of her to go get some water, she'll get very upset. do you even love her? do you hate her now? how dare you to abandon her for... 10 seconds?

[nmn-yty]

— ๋࣭ ⭑࿐ all yours ｡o♡⋆˚｡⋆.

pairing: park seonghwa x reader

summary: successfully enticing hwa with one more round? less likely than you think.

tags: 「SFW! fluff! | slightly suggestive | drowsy after nap thoughts | cuddles! | kisses kisses | straddling,, | gah he's so pretty in bed | shortest fic on tumblr | reader has no gender」

word count: 0.6k

a/n: sooo we all went crazy after his recent post, right? this is just a quick silly fic for your imaginations because im sooo smitten for hwa lately... this is my first ateez fic! i hope you like it, atiny^^ also i haven't posted in months! sorry about that,, happy new year! might post a quick draft of something to see if anyone is interested, keep an eye out for that! anyways, enjoy!^^

+ stylized lowercase, missing punctuation (not done on purpose), and minimal revisions

"hnggg.." your head followed the noise of a sleepy, drowsy seonghwa just inches away from you on your bed. he has his arms laid out in front of him and was lying on his stomach. the way his body stretched out on the sheets was too perfect. his hands caressing the duvet roughly, grabbing onto the fabric for stability in more stretches. his fingers turning rosy from how hard he was holding on.

his white knitted sweater lifted slightly to reveal his waist, something you could stare at forever. you swore that you caught yourself drooling a little over how good he looked in that moment. your silence was loud to him, causing him to turn his head ever so slightly in your direction.

"what're staring at?" his voice was husky and faint, almost as if he wasn't fully conscious yet. his hair was messy from rolling around in bed. his eyes only half opened, deep and staring intently into you.

"you look so soft, so peaceful and pretty just laying there. it's so unfair how good you always look."

"hmm you're softer!" his words still slow and playful. you turned away for a second, the sun rays peaking through the curtains stung your eyes. this was hwas perfect time to attack.

"h-hey!" you managed to yelp out as he suddenly clung onto your arm. lying on his back now, his body was radiating warmth and his scent was sweet. even after hours of sleeping and moving around, he still managed to attract you in every single way. it's as if you were completely bound to him, ready to take on any command.

"get.. on," he lazily whispered. you began to feel his cool fingers brushing against your waist. you couldn't help but burn up to his touch. not knowing what he was thinking, what he wanted with you next, kept your adrenaline flowing.

"what?" you pushed your arms out of his grasp to look at him from a distance. he opened his eyes properly now, something snapped in him to make his consciousness clear. his gaze flickered between you and his lap.

"come on top of me.. crush me with your comfort," he said as he reached his arms straight out. you couldn't help but chuckle at his strange request. was he really awake yet?

you couldn't help but oblige as soon as your laughter died down. you were straddling seonghwa, being careful to make it as innocent as possible. bellies touching, you wrapped your arms around his neck. resting your cheek against his, you closed your eyes and your body started to melt into him.

the familiar cool fingers of his found themselves around your waist again. slight shivers began to spread all over your body, his touch was enough to drive you crazy.

he noticed this immediately, "shh," he chuckled softly between the coos.

you couldn't take it anymore. both your bodies being pressed up against each other, you could hear the gentle beat of his heart. you could memorize the pace in which he was breathing, slightly hitching at times from the tension. you lifted your head away from his, only to rush into locking yourself on his lips.

sloppy sounds erupted from seonghwa's mouth, slipping out moans of pleasure and need. his hands held your waist tighter, moving them up your torso.

you felt a growing sensation of want in the pit of your stomach. you couldn't possibly go for another round, could you? pulling away from him, you returned to your resting position with your faces touching.

seonghwa hid his face with the back of his hand. the same rosy blush that was shown earlier on his hands was not spread all over his face and neck. you couldn't see it properly but you knew he was always the cutest while being flustered.

"damn... why do you love to tease me?"

all you could do was chuckle lightly, proud that you had him wrapped around your finger.

© nmn-yty ★ 1.16.2025

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Part One

Eddie walked through the door of Robin's bedroom cautiously.

"I don't know why I assumed that you'd be taking me to your house when you said that you're taking me home," Eddie said. "Silly me."

"I did tell you that house was my parents' house," Steve said, following him in.

"So, why aren't we there?" He asked.

"Because the bios are in town," Robin said.

"Bios?" Eddie asked.

"My biological parents," Steve replied.

"Yeah, I was wondering about them. I was starting to think they don't exist," Eddie said.

"They basically don't," Robin said and pointed to a pile of pillows by the window. "Especially in Steve's life."

"That sucks," Eddie said as he plopped onto the pillows with Robin and Steve.

"Their loss. Our gain," Robin grinned.

Melissa Buckley popped her head through the door. Eddie had met her at the door. She was very mellow and sweet. She didn't even give him the stink eye when he walked in. Instead, she hugged him and welcomed him right into her home.

"Oh, does anyone need any snacks?" Melissa asked.

"Oh, no, we're good, Mombie, thank you," Robin said.

"Oh, Steve, your room is still all set up, but I'm afraid Snuffles has been occupying it lately," she replied.

"Thanks, Mombie," Steve said.

"Are you alright with us being in here?" Eddie asked.

"Of course, I am," she laughed.

"Oh, she now knows all about me being a lesbian," Robin said.

"You're -"

"I don't know why she was so worried. She knows we're all about the love," Melissa said. "And the fact that in the early days of our marriages, we branched out with other people."

"You never said it was men and women, mother!" Robin exclaimed, rolling her eyes and smiling.

"Oh, your uncle should know, Eddie," Melissa said. "He was one of my lovers."

"What?!" Eddie shrieked.

"Oh, and he was excellent, too," Melisss sighed. "Really good with his hands - "

"Gah!" Eddie yelped and plugged his ears with his fingers. "Lalalalalala! I'm not listening!"

"You're scarring, Eddie, mombie," Robin said.

"Oh, I'll let you three to it, then," Melissa said and closed the door behind her.

"Okay, what the hell?" Eddie asked. "You know, I was okay with assuming that my uncle was basically a monk."

"How prude of you, Eddie," Robin cooed.

"You're a lesbian?" Eddie asked.

"Hm, I thought you knew," Robin said.

"Nope!" Eddie exclaimed.

"So, you don't know about either one of us?" Steve asked.

"You're a lesbian, too?" Eddie grinned.

"No, bisexual," Steve scoffed.

"Pardon?" He asked.

"I like men and women," Steve said, and then he turned to Robin. "I was pretty sure that he knew."

"Maybe the woman at the bar was wrong about flagging," Robin replied.

"I don't know. She seemed to know what she was talking about," Steve replied. "And I thought for sure that Eddie was flirting with me."

"What the hell are you guys talking about?" Eddie asked. "By the way, I'm cool with it all. . ."

"There's no way. . .no one calls someone "big boy" like that, and they're not flirting," Robin said.

"Maybe it's one of those situations," Steve whispered. "We should probably stop talking about it."

"Oh, hey, since it's your first time here, you get to pick the music," Robin said, pointing to her cassettes.

"Ooh, don't mind if I do," Eddie said and pulled the box closer to him. "Ooh. You got Bob Dylan. My mom was a fan."

"She had great tastes," Robin said and smiled when Eddie popped it in.

"Okay, what next?" Eddie asked.

Steve grinned and moved to his feet. He slowly began to untie Eddie's shoes before moving just as slowly to take them off. He kept the same pace when he took his socks off, keeping eye contact with Eddie.

"Seriously?" Robin sighed.

"What are you guys going to do to me?" Eddie asked, swallowing.

Robin rolled her eyes and pulled out a box.

"Pick a color, dingus," Robin said.

"Oh! You're painting my toenails," Eddie said.

"Well, you said that you wanted to know what we did when it's just the two of us," Robin said.

"Okay, can I do red and black?" Eddie asked.

"Of course," Steve said and began work on Eddie's feet.

"So, you two consider yourself like brother and sister?" Eddie asked as he took a magazine from Robin.

"Oh, no, that would ruin the plan," Robin said.

"We're basically platonic fiancées," Steve said.

"Well, almost fiancées," Robin said. "We're going to slowly manipulate Steve’s dad into giving us money for a wedding. We're going to take the money and give it to a worthy cause. We might just end up getting married for the hell of it, platonically, of course, but it's going to be the cheapest wedding ever. His dad would hate it."

"Mombie was against the plan at first," Steve said.

"And then she met his parents," Robin said. "Both of my parents are on board."

"As well as Claudia and Sue," Steve said.

"They meet up to discuss it, but they mostly just drink sangrias," Robin said. "And talk about. . .well, I don't know what they talk about."

"Jesus, are your parents really that bad?" Eddie asked as he flipped through the magazine.

"Yes," Steve and Robin said.

"Well, if you need any help, I'm your man," Eddie said, flashing his dimples.

"You know what would make your doe eyes pop?" Robin asked. "Eyeliner."

Eddie looked at her thoughtfully for a moment before shrugging.

"Alright."

"Yes!" Robin exclaimed and began to apply it.

"This magazine is really informative. Hey, Steve, do you mind me asking how you knew you were bisexual?" Eddie asked.

Robin had to stop applying the eyeliner because she suddenly started shaking with giggles.

"I don't mind it all - Robin, stop laughing!" Steve yelled and then sighed. "Well, apparently, it's just not very straight to practice kissing and practice having sex with a guy friend."

"Okay, well, I get the sex thing, but practice kissing with friends. . .doesn't everyone do that?" Eddie asked.

"No, and also like it? Also, no," Steve said.

"Oh, well. . ." Eddie said and looked away, thoughtfully, blushing, then he grinned. "Hell, I think I might be like you after all, big boy."

"One of us, one of us, one of us!" Robin and Steve chanted.

"You guys are freaks, I love it," Eddie laughed.

"Oh, Edward, you have no idea," Robin said.

"Should we?" Steve asked.

"Oh, I think we should," Robin said. "Eddie, do you want to be initiated into our coven?"

"Coven?" Eddie asked.

"We're wiccans," Steve grinned.

"Yeah, sure, why the fuck not?" Eddie laughed.

"Ooh! I get to try out my spell!" Robin exclaimed, clapping her hands. "And your potions and runes, Steven!"

The next thing, Eddie knew he was kneeling in the middle of Robin's room, surrounded by candles and very shirtless. Robin and Steve were both wearing black robes. Steve was kneeling in front of Eddie, painting runes on Eddie's chest and arms.

"We're kind of just making this shit up as we go along," Steve told Eddie.

"Obviously, that's clearly a dick you just painted," Eddie said, and Steve giggled.

The door opened, and Robert Buckley entered the room. Robin, Steve, and Eddie stared at him. He stared back. He set a fire extinguisher on Robin's desk.

"I thought I smelled smoke," Robert said. "Have fun."

"Thanks, Daddy," Robin and Steve said.

Just before he closed the door, Snuffles the orange tabby slipped onto the room.

"What's a Wiccan initiation without a cat?" Eddie asked with a grin.

Steve pulled out his potion. He pulled Eddie's hair back into a bun and started dabbing the potion behind his ears and on his throat. It smelled like heaven. He paused and glanced at Eddie's lips. Steve grinned before putting the potion on his own lips. Eddie stared at him in confusion. Steve cupped his face and kissed him, spreading the potion onto Eddie's lips. It also tasted like heaven. Steve tasted like heaven. Eddie let out a noise of disappointment as Steve pulled back.

"Woah! Head rush. Was that you or the potion?" Eddie asked. "What is that stuff?"

"You have to be a higher level to unlock that information," Steve said.

"Damn."

"That was completely unnecessary," Robin said and then grinned. "I can't wait until we're platonically married so I can call Eddie a whore for sleeping with my husband. It's going to be so dramatic."

Steve stood next to Robin as she opened her notebook, and they took each other's hands. Together, they started chanting in Latin. And when it was done, Steve happily wiped off the runes off Eddie's chest before presenting him with a temporary robe with promises of taking him out to pick out his own. In the meantime, Eddie was wearing Steve’s pink bathrobe. The three of them sat on Robin's window sill, hanging their feet outside. Robin and Steve sat on either side of Eddie.

"Do you think there are a lot more people like us out there in Hawkins?" Eddie asked.

"Definitely," Steve and Robin said, looking at him.

Eddie laid his head on Steve’s shoulder and intertwined their fingers. There came a sudden breeze, whipping through their hair. They smiled. They definitely felt magic in the air.

Part Three

[bloodstainedsapphic]

fuzzy sweaters | jackson!ellie williams just a teensy fluffy thing for week 1 of spooktober. honestly, i'm in a sweet mood so i think i'll be pumping out more blurbs like this over the month.

no warnings | just give me all of the gf!ellie please and thanks

"ellie, come on," you coax through the bathroom door, your voice soft but persistent. "just show me."

on the other side, you hear her sigh. "are you sure this is my style?" ellie's voice is muffled, but still carries that familiar tone of doubt she only trusts you with. "it's kind of… old man, ish."

"oh yeah, that's perfect," you tease, knocking on the door a few times to signal you're getting antsy. "no, i know it'll look great. plus, it's getting colder, and i'm tired of watching you freeze your ass off while refusing to do anything about it."

"gah, fine," ellie mutters, dismissing your lecture with a part-anxious, part-aggravated huff. you can practically hear her roll her eyes, always with that damn attitude.

ellie tended to reach for clothes that made practical sense—though this wasn’t one of those times. her stubbornness shone through in her refusal to go pick out warmer clothes even as the october chill was creeping into jackson. she insisted she wasn’t 'cold yet' even though you had caught her teeth chattering more than once and how she didn't protest when you moved to hold her shivering hands. still, you didn’t want to push ellie too far, so you picked out something muted and relaxed, hoping it would keep her comfy and echo the warmth you felt toward her. it served as something that could wrap her up when your arms weren’t there to do it.

after a long pause, the bathroom door creaks open, and ellie steps out apprehensively. she's wearing the 'vintage' sweater you nabbed from a bartering exchange; the well-worn knit fits her oversized like a warm embrace--just as you had hoped. the sleeves hang well past her hands, and the brown and olive tones of the sweater are complemented by colorful stripes along the arms. it makes her green eyes stand out even more.

you immediately shift into full-on doting girlfriend mode, squealing and clasping your hands in admiration. ellie stands there awkwardly, never used to the attention. her cheeks flush pink as she fidgets with her fingers beneath the long sleeves.

"you're so dang cute!" you fawn, stepping closer to lightly tug at the sleeve’s fabric. "prettiest girl in the world."

ellie, naturally, protests for a few moments, but the fuzzball sweater and her soft spot for you disarm her, and she quickly crumbles under your affection. her mask fades into something sweet and vulnerable. "are you sure?"

"oh, i'm so sure," you grin affectionately, draping your arms on her shoulders. "my favorite old man—"

ellie's eyes narrow instantly, cutting you off with an 'oh no, you don't' expression. "i will rip this damn sweater in half, i swear to god—"

you lean in to interrupt her half-hearted threat right back with an apologetic kiss.

[crunchystarz]

Hey so I was wondering if for your twst Self-aware au For Leona, Malleus or Idia (it dossnt matter) reader had a neighbor that they're really close with (they have keys, often drop by, bring food, ect) and they kinda have a thing for reader how would they react?

Hope you have a good day!

"Neighborly nuisance"

Yan!Leona Kingscholar x GN! reader

Cw- possessive behavior, jealousy, Leona's just a lil ass but when isn't he

A/N: this is super short but took longer to get out bc of school so gah sorry

Your neighbor was one of the first friends you made when you moved into your apartment. They were really kind and you two instantly hit it off. After a few years they honestly felt like family to you.

Whenever you cooked and had too many leftovers they'd get them. They even had a spare key and because they knew your schedule so well they dropped by whenever they knew you were free.

You were oblivious to the romantic feelings that started to grow just thinking it was them being their usual friendly self. Who didn't like this friendly behavior was the house warden you had taken in.

Leona woke up to you no longer in bed. This wasn't unusual behavior since you'd often wake up way before him. The beast man got out of bed and felt something off. A new smell. He didn't like it.

He found the source of the smell, it was all over you and some person he didn't recognize. Leona huffed walking over to you and resting his face into the crook of your neck.

"Morning " You spoke. He didn't properly reply just a mumble as he held onto you possessively. Your neighbor looked at you then him then back at you once more.

"[Name], whose this?" They asked, genuine curiosity lacing their voice. Leona didn't like the way they said your name. All lovey-dovey and sweet. He slightly growled.

"oh this is Leona, the guy I told you about" You replied with an awkward smile. Leona found himself smirking slightly, a small sense of pride washed over him when you mentioned talking about him.

"ooh I see"

"and Leona this is my favorite neighbor!" You introduced, Leona just huffed. He didn't like this guy but he'd live with it.

---

Until he couldn't anymore. Your neighbor was always around. It was so annoying. So desperate for your attention, it was honestly pathetic. They were head over heels for you and you were absolutely oblivious about it.

Leona lazily lounged on the couch recently waking up from a nap. You weren't home yet. Usually you'd already be home by now. His ear twitched when the sound of keys jingling at the door. He went to go greet you at the door.

Except it wasn't you and it was in fact your pesky neighbor. Leona's face turned. It was clear he was annoyed by just their presence.

"oh is [name] not my home?" They asked, holding something in their hands. The beast man wanted to just roll his eyes at their voice.

"No why?" He spoke, venom lacing his words. Your neighbor just awkwardly smiled as the hybrid practically towered over them.

"well I -"

"oh you're here what a nice surprise!" The two's attention found you. You were holding a few bags in your hands.

"[Name]!" your neighbor spoke a genuine smile spreading across their face at your presence. The brunette glared at him before his attention went back onto you.

"let me help" Leona spoke pushing past your neighbor causing them to stumble a bit. You gladly let him take the bags from you. You all made your way into the apartment fully.

Leona placed the bags on your kitchen counter. He basically let out a low growl when he watched your neighbor take your coat for you. Seriously they were such a suck up? Wouldn't matter anyway you were his so no matter how much they tried it wouldn't work.

He worked so hard to get here with you. Not that human who did nothing but be annoying.

Leona grimaced as you and your neighbor chatted away. He couldn't stand it. They were always over, seriously they don't know their place.

"You come over a lot don't you" The beast man spat. Moving behind you.

"I do stop by a few times, yeah" Your neighbor spoke with a shy smile as they turned their attention towards you.

The brunette scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Way more than a few times, don't ya have a life"

You were quick to lightly shove the house warden. "Leona! That's rude" you scolded the man. You could sense how uncomfortable your neighbor seemed.

"Maybe I should go, I have to feed my dog anyway I'll uh catch you later [Name]..." They said awkwardly shifting.

"you go do that" Leona muttered, still loud enough for you both to hear. You gave them an apologetic expression already making a mental note to bring them left overs as an apology.

Once the door shut you turned to Leona with a stern face.

"What is your problem!" You stated, crossing your arms.

"My problem is that they just keep sniffing around the place, around you" He defended, tail twitching.

"Leona they're my friend you can't just be-"

"Friend?" the beast man interrupted, he huffed before continuing "You sure they’re not looking for something more?”

You rolled your eyes. “They’re just a neighbor, Leona. You’re reading too much into it.”

“Am I?” Leona walked closer. He stopped just close enough to not be in your face. “You spend enough time with them; people might start thinking you’re interested.”

“And if I am?” you teased, with a devilish smirk.

His tail flicked sharply. “You’re not.” The low growl in his voice left no room for argument, though he masked it with a smirk of his own. “Because you already have me.” He said a bit softer this time.

You rolled your eyes as he moved closer and lazily rested his head into the crook of your neck

MASTERLIST

[ashlinxsloves]

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Requested by Anon

W/C: 960 ish (it's short im sorry 😞)

A/N: I know it's already past Christmas and it's two days till 2025, but I was sick and couldn't write :,) I still have a horrible cough but I prevailed!! I hope you guys like it, I mostly thought about WFA Jason when writing this.

Tags/warnings: fluff, domestic!Jason Todd, no y/n, a little ooc Jason? Idk, Batfam mentioned, slightly insecure Jason (if you squint), romantic but awkward Jason, fluff, fluff, fluff– CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS PEAK– not proofread.

“Jason–! A little help with the lights please?” You called out for your boyfriend who was in the kitchen, decorating the cookies you've baked earlier today.

It was still a few weeks till Christmas and you always loved the holiday since you were a kid. You convinced Jay to help you decorate your shared apartment to give it some of the Christmas cheer– and it wasn't like he could say no to his sweet girl.

You were standing on a stool, trying to stick the Christmas lights above the window, only to lose your balance and almost fall. Jason caught you in time, holding you by your waist and helping you regain your balance.

“Woah there, pretty girl, be careful,” he grinned at you while still holding onto your hips as you finally got the lights to stay. He helped you down, leading you to the tree that was kind of decorated – with a few red and gold ornaments along with warm golden yellow Christmas lights. The only thing missing was the tree topper and some gold garlands.

“Mind getting the garlands from the box, babe? I got the tree topper in my purse,” you smiled innocently at him, making Jason irk an eyebrow before leaving the room– why would you have the tree topper in your purse? Did you buy a new one?

You hurriedly got the tree topper out of your bag, trying not to giggle too loudly. It was a custom-made tree topper, made by one of your colleagues who liked making Christmas decorations as a side hustle. When Jason came back and saw it, he almost dropped the box while blinking in surprise.

“Is.. is that a Red Hood tree topper?” he asked, mouth slightly agape but he didn't seem upset with it. He looked rather more baffled than anything.

“Well– I thought it would fit better than anything else.. plus, you're my star, Jaybird,” you smiled at him, caressing his cheek, making Jason lean into your touch. God, he loved you so much, he felt like he didn't deserve such a sweet, pretty thing like you.

Once you were done decorating the living room, the both of you headed to your room, but before you could, Jay cleared his throat, nodding upwards where a mistletoe was hanging. You chuckled softly at his antics and he pulled you in by the waist, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Before you could pull away he pressed more kisses on your lips, nose, cheeks, and forehead, making you giggle, placing your hands on his chest to make him stop.

“I love you,” he murmured against your hair, burying his face in the crown of your head, inhaling your sweet shampoo while he kept you close.

“I love you too, Jay.. more than you'll ever know,” you whispered back, smiling against his chest before breaking the hug and tugging him by his arm towards your shared bedroom, “come on, our room won't decorate itself.”

“Your apartment looks like those super decorated department stores– gah- ow-! Jason, why did you hit me?” Dick rubbed his side while holding his cup of hot chocolate, pursing his lips at his younger brother.

“Don't insult our home, Dickwad. I think it looks great,” Jason smiled softly when he looked at you talking to Damian, seeming to be entranced in the conversation. He then decided to get behind you and grab you by the waist, stealing you away.

“Jay– what are you–” you tried to get out of his grasp, kicking your legs slightly. Damian was about to protest, but Dick shook his head at him, letting Jason take you away from your conversation.

“Stealing my girlfriend away for a moment,” he replied to you, taking you to your room and closing the door. When he put you down, he spun you around to face him before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, “I missed you.”

“But I was right there?” You hugged him back, a little confused but indulging in the moment.

“Just wanted a bit of privacy.. it's a little crowded in the living room right now,” Jason pulled away from your neck before pressing a kiss on your forehead. You smiled warmly at him, looking into his eyes with curiosity when he seemed to avoid eye contact with you.

“What's wrong?” murmuring softly, you rubbed his forearm but he only shook his head before chuckling awkwardly. He let go of you, going to his nightstand and grabbing something from the drawer. You tilted your head to the side, a little confused.

“I– uh.. I wanted to give you this in private since Dick won't let me hear the end of it. But.. you're the love of my life and I want you to have this,” Jay handed you a box, opening it, revealing a necklace with a heart pendant with your initials carved on the outside.

“I– I know I'm not the perfect boyfriend and I have my flaws, but I want to be there for every Christmas, helping you decorate, baking cookies and drinking hot chocolate with you while we watch the Harry Potter movies over and over.. God, I should've written a script or asked Babs what to say–” he groaned softly, making you giggle and before he could continue you pulled him down by his collar and pecked his lips.

“I think it's perfect,” you smiled as he helped you put the necklace on, opening the pendant to see the picture you both took during your first Christmas together, kissing under a mistletoe by the Wayne Manor. It was the perfect gift.

“Merry Christmas, beautiful,” Jason smiled at you, leaning his forehead against yours while he looked lovingly into your eyes.

“Merry Christmas, Jaybird,” you smiled back at him, holding the pendant with one hand while caressing his cheek with your other.

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[nellielsss]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ˳༄꠶

Summary: Your captain loves nothing more than spending the night with you in his bed! Although, he wishes that you weren't so hellbent on keeping this thing a secret... A drabble semi-inspired by Touch My Body by Mariah Carey only it's much more intimate and less playful. Author's note: the amount of brainrot I've been having over Yami omfg ���� 😭 I've been OBSESSED with Black Clover and it's possibly worse than JJK... speaking of, I know this doesn't include the JJK crowd, but a girl can still explore her interests!! This also might be very ooc for Yami but IDGAF this is my perception of him. IDGAF if this flops I JUST NEED HIM TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!! Pairing: Yami Sukehiro x fem!reader CW: gentle sex, pet names, praising

🪽 Nσɯ ρʅαყιɳɠ…

"Thwap. Thwap. Thwap."

╰┈➤ Those were the sounds that were echoing throughout the Captain's quarters, and there was no way one could mistake them for the sound of anything but Captain Yami's thick, monstrous cock thrusting in and out of you.

"Y-Yami~ Captain Yami~" you gasped, looking over your shoulder at the Captain of the Black Bulls as he fucked--no, made love to you. For a guy who weighed close to 230 pounds, he could be quite gentle with you in bed.

And he had to be, because there was no way that he could harm his pretty little Bull, not when he A. needed you to go out on a mission soon and B. desperately wanted your trust. The latter reason was his cover for going slow if asked about it, at least, because the real reason was much more embarrassing for the prideful captain to admit.

He was in love with you, of course! He's actually had a crush on you ever since he saw you, but he'd never admit to it; he had a reputation to uphold.

"There you go, you've got it, sweets," he said in that deliciously husky voice of his as he gripped your hips and moved you back and forth on his girth. "Fuck, I don't even know how I could repay you for this, pretty girl... letting some big, ugly brute like me have a sweet taste of your body," he murmured, leaning down and pressing sweet kisses to your neck. "Don't even know why you'd agree to see me in private and let me do you in like this, you're way too fucking amazing for me," he thought aloud with a dry chuckle. Even in the throes of passion, he still found a way to be self-deprecating.

"Y-You're not ugly, S-Suke- gah~!" you gasped, feeling him press the head of his cock against your sweet spot for a few moments.

"Whatever you say, princess," he chuckled, relishing the feel of your spongy spot against his tip. "Fuuuck, looks like I found your sweet spot, eh? I'll make sure to make it even sweeter," he added, pulling your hips closer and thrusting as deep as he possibly could.

You buried your face in the pillows that he'd bought for your comfort, much too embarrassed by the sounds you were making. "I don't want my captain losing any sleep when there's missions to be completed," was what you told him when you were at the market.

So sweet to him, was what he first thought. Even when you were practically insulting him with your "compliments," he could still see right through the prickliness and find the gooey inside of your words. He'd never had anyone care for him like this--not since the Wizard King was his captain, and that was because the King had a weird obsession with his dark magic. Sure, you were bound by the respect expected of a captain's subordinate, but you took it a step further and personally cared for him.

He knew it from the moment you joined the Black Bulls and showed what you were made of that he'd somehow get you in his arms & his bed, and when that day came, it was the happiest day of his life, because now he could make sweet, sweet love to you every single night. Even when you complained and made a fuss about it, he could just throw you over his shoulder and carry you to his bedroom.

His sheer strength came in handy, because now he was giving you deep, steady strokes, his thick, tanned cock rubbing against your walls deliciously, making you feel things you didn't think were humanly possible

For such a brute, he could be so sweet, but that was because he wanted to repay you for your sweetness.

"Hey, pretty, don't hide your face from me," he crooned, gently grabbing your chin mid-stroke and making you look at him. He smiled fondly when he caught the unabashed love and lust in your eye, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I wanna see my pretty when I make her eyes roll back in her head."

There was it, that cocky streak that he had.

His cockiness could be justified, though; with the sounds you were making, one could imagine that you were ascending to heaven.

"D-Don't tease m'like that, Y-Yami, you know how... flustered I get," you whimpered, stuttering while trying to make your thoughts known. It was so impossible to speak or even think properly with the way he was digging into your guts.

"I know, I know, pretty, but good god is it amazing to see you melt away when I fuck your pretty brains out," he said, the words flowing off his tongue like honey.

He leaned down again and pressed his lips to yours this time, his huge arms wrapping around you even tighter and holding you to him. Was it blatant favoritism? Yes; was it probably going against the rules? Also yes; but neither of you cared, not even a little right now.

Not when he could make his subordinate moan his name over and over again when he made her cum.

His abs flexed and relaxed, his pecs felt hard and soft against your back, and you were just loving every single second of this. No matter how bratty or prickly you got with him, there was nothing like having him dick you down every single night without a care in the world, knowing that you could come to him any time you needed some stress relief or a shoulder to cry on or a dick to ride on. Looking at you now while he sat up straighter, hand still on your head and guiding you back and forth on his cock, he smiled softly once more. In that moment of sweet, unabashed bliss, Yami Sukehiro vowed to someday make you his officially, to show the world that you were his prized girlfriend, the woman who made his heart melt every time he so much as sensed your Ki.

His thoughts were interrupted by that familiar feeling of you squeezing and spasming around his thick pole. "Y-Yami, please-"

"I know, baby, I've got you, I've got you. Yami's got you," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you softly on the lips, his nose burying in your hair and sighing softly. "C'mon, cum on your captain's cock."

Those words were enough to make you arch your back and throw your head back with a loud, heavenly moan, babbling out his name while tears flowed down your cheeks.

"There we go, thaaat's it, cum on m'cock like I know you wanna," he cooed a bit louder this time. Watching and feeling you cum around his cock never got old, and it was enough to make him cum as well with a raspy grunt. "Shit, baby, you got me cumming so soon. I was gonna wait, but, oh well; might as well say fuck it," he said after emptying his balls into your eager hole.

He sighed a sigh of relief once his orgasm passed, and he pressed several kisses to your neck while chuckling softly. "Goddamn it, princess--I fuckin' love you."

"Love you too, Yami," you murmured, too fucked out of your head to even process the aftermath of your heavenly orgasm.

"I know you do," he whispered, rolling you over and kissing you. He kissed your lips over and over again, his cock still buried deep inside of you. "One day, I swear to god, I'll show the world how much I love you. Make all those other uptight captains wish that they had what we have."

Possibly the best part of your night was when you fell asleep in his arms, his body entirely entangled with yours all sweaty and sticky. No matter how sticky you were, he would never give a shit about it. He'd hold you just the same.

"So pretty when you sleep," he said with a soft kiss to the forehead.

Your dear friend and fellow Black Bull, Vanessa, didn't miss the soft glow that graced your gorgeous features when you made your way into the dining hall and to breakfast. "Good morning," you said to everyone with a smile on your face, grabbing a plate and getting the food that you were in need of.

"Is it just me, or is she way nicer than she normally is?"

"Right? Her mood's usually worser than Yami's, especially in the morning..."

"It must be nice to be in love," Vanessa sighed, setting aside her bottle of alcohol for a moment. The other Bulls looked at Vanessa with confusion, the observation making them look at each other as well.

"The hell is she talkin' about?"

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[smallestapplin]

hi, can i ask for guzma and piers (separately) with a s/o who rambles in sex, especially if it's really good and close to cumming, they'll just open their mouths and thank you and curse just because it's so fucking good??????

love your writings 🧡💛

I'm ascending

🔞Warnings : mdni! GN!Reader, overstimulation, mild degradation in Guzma's🔞

Minors do NOT interact! 18+ only!

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Piers

He loves it! He can't stop talking either, he just wants to hold you close, rut his cock into your needy hole and listen to you sing for him. Piers can't get enough, he ends up drooling the more you cry out and beg for him, begging for more, it just gets his body so hot!

"Oh- ohh fuck! Mm..fuck! Piers M'gonna...ah, so good!!"

His eyes roll back, feeling you tighten around his cock, cumming just for him. He needs more, he doesn't want to stop just yet.

"One more, yeah? You can give me one more? Please- ah fuck...please baby, cum for me again, I need it."

Your sounds go right to his cock, fuck he wants to cum so badly but he just needs to fuck you more, to make a mess of you, watch you come undone just because he's so good at pleasing you.

He buries his face into your neck, kissing and sucking his marks into your skin. Piers groans as you grab his hair, whining as you pull on it. It's like you're trying to make him weak, he can't take much more of this but he doesn't want it to end soon either.

"Piers, oh god, ah! T'much, your cock is too much-!!" You arch your back with a squeal, his tip hammering against your sweet spot is making your head spin!

Piers groans, moving his head back up to look at you, a smirk plastered over his lips. His tired eyes gazing down at you with such hunger.

"Yeah? You love it, don't you? S'like you were made to take me."

And by Arceus he will show you he means it.

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Guzma

Another man who loves it but more accurately, he thrives off of it, he needs it more than anything. Guzma loves it when you tell him how good he's fucking you, loves it when you praise him, loves how he knows when he's making you feel good without even needing to ask.

"G-Guzma! Ohhh...haaa, so...so deep! Thank you- thank you, please fuck me-!!" You shriek, tossing your head back against your pillow.

Guzma can't help but moan, though it's overshadowed by your cute mewls. He loves you so much, loves this!

"Such a needy lil slut you are. But you're all mine, right?"

"Yes yes all yours-fuck! There, right there! pleasepleaseplease!"

"Fuuuck! Greedy whore, always wantin' more. Gah....mm..you're squeezin' my cock so much, like yer tryna milk me."

His rough hands grip your thighs, pulling your legs higher up on his hips. His eyes flutter shut for a moment, basking in the heat of all the passion.

He rolls his hips, grinding his cock right against your sweet spot, smirking as you cry out. Your hands flying to his biceps, digging your nails into his skin, trying to ground yourself.

"Gonna cum for me? Go on, make a mess."

Guzma just wants a taste, maybe after he fills your hole up with his cum he'll clean you up with his tongue.

A good little thing like you deserves to feel desired.

[2aceofspades]

Art Burnout??? Oh no! I'm on it!

*pulls out fire extinguisher and turns it on full blast*

*when everything settles, you are now completely bundled in a blanket and are supplied with all the self care things*

You best be taking care of urself you goon! No pushing yourself too hard to draw when ur burned out, or so help me, I will smack u with the official "We Stan Ace Self Care" sign <3

(but also I totally get you, Im also going through a bit of art burnout and am just a puddle of goo when I try to doodle stuffs lololol)

~-- --- .-. ... . / .- -. --- -.

Ah, my dear dear morse anon...

Not to worry, I have since gotten out of my art block/burnout so all is good again!

I think I was also being a bit too critical when looking at my work at the time. But! I have now taken on a project that has been oh-so-lovingly rotting my brain/pos. I am very excited :3 Thank you for sending some sweetness my way though oh my stars you're so thoughtful waaah- 😭💙✨

[ranhaitanisgf]

3:45 a.m - ran haitani [gn]

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you think that your heart managed to actually stop beating when you open your eyes and see ran staring right back at you. his face is mere centimeters away from yours, his murky violet eyes seeming to be analyzing your face as you jump in shock, letting out a small curse.

"ran, you scared me! why're you up right now...?" you asked, drowsiness still trying to pull you back to sleep. "it's super late, you should be sleeping..."

"i couldn't stop looking at you."

"hah?" you blurted, your brain still too tired to be flustered. ran chuckled a bit at your response, (his slightly raspy voice from sleeping was far more attractive than you could ever handle) and pulled you closer, gently pressing his lips against your temple.

"nothin', go back to sleep."

"mm, is something wrong though?" you asked, tucking yourself closer to his body, (you couldn't help the fact that you were still woefully tired and just a little bit cold). "you love to sleep."

"hm, i'd say it's the opposite, sweets." he murmured, smoothing his hand over the crown of your head. "didn't wanna stop looking at you, my perfect (y/n)."

"gah, stop it...it's so late i don't even know how to respond to that..." you mumbled, shifting your face to hide in his chest. you could feel the vibrations of his laugh in his chest as you buried your face in embarrassment, his long hair tickling your cheeks a bit. "don't laugh at me, you're the one acting weird..."

"sorry sorry~ you're just too cute, i can't help myself." he gently pulled you away from his frame, his eyes finding yours and giving you a soft smile, (it was rare that there wasn't any traces of snarkiness).

"what..." you murmured, feeling as though you were under some kind of scrutiny under his gaze. you could never quite tell what he was thinking, and this was especially true in the dark cover of night when the lack of light in the room shaded his eyes in such a way that you couldn't read them at all.

"'m so lucky to have you. i think god made some kinda mistake giving you to me, but i'm not gonna let anybody try and take you."

"i don't think anybody's gonna try and do that, ran."

"quite the contrary. i think that there are many people who would want to take you as their prize." you rolled your eyes at his words, reaching out to thread your fingers through his hair.

"well i'm not planning on being anybody else's 'prize' or whatever...only yours." ran's eyes slowly closed as you cupped his cheek with your hand, his head unconsciously leaning into your touch.

"mm...that's good to hear." he whispered, relishing in your touch for a few moments longer. "all mine..."

"mhm. why don't we go back to sleep now?"

"m'kay..." you giggled a bit at the drowsiness that seemed be suddenly hitting ran, his eyes staying closed as he once again pulled you closer to him, his lanky arms wrapping around you and making sure that you were as close to him as you could be. "...love you..."

"love you more."

"not possible."

"definitely possible."

"i love you more. now go to sleep."

"no, i-mmph!" your words were cut off by ran's lips pressing against yours, his fingers tilting your chin up and effectively shutting you up, (he was so tired, yet he still had energy to do that?).

"go to sleep, (y/n)."

"this isn't over, ran."

"mm, okay~"

a/n: a little drabble b/c i feel bad abt not completing any reqs :( i hope you all enjoyed :3

[servicpop]

Callahan who's rough with reader cause that's how he'd always been never thinking something was wrong with it, till one time he'd be a bit too rough to the point where's it made you cry and he just thought it was from pleasure telling you to toughen up, but as soon as he realizes that you're crying because you don't like his rough handling and degrading and it hurts he immediately stops and helps you calm down, wiping your tears as guilt builds up in his chest and he just holds you close comforting you, he'll try to go easy next time although it's new to him he doesn't actually want you to be in pain

GAH SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN, SOFT CALLAHAN

I'm going crazy idk something abt soft sensitive reader who needs comfort is always my go to (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) idc if people find it cringe or "pick me" or even if they say he's a crybaby I will forever love soft sensitive male reader

Callahan would definitely start mumbling small apologies , looking at you with hardened eyes filled with guilt in them ! He doesn't want to admit it but seeing your cute little face turn all red and stained with tears makes his heart clench for you , he knows he's being too rough so it hurts him to see you actually in pain . . .

Callahan may be bad at controlling his strength when it comes to you , but he's sure as hell disciplined well enough to stop if you start sobbing out of pain !

Expect him to invite you to watch cartoons on the couch later , giving you sweets while he drinks his black coffee. Maybe he'll steal some from you , scold you for eating so much sweets but seeing your round , teary eyes he'll apologise and just wrap his arm around your shoulders , refusing to give into those puppy eyes.

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: Praise Kink w/ MILF!Wanda Maximoff

a/n: okay y'all listen, this is kind of a dark fic but not really? still, i would read with a little bit of caution if you're sensitive to cheating. GUYS. you CANNOT blame me for the choices i made in this fic!!! this is pure fiction and i don't condone this AT ALL.

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The air was tense as Wanda bid her husband farewell, a loving smile on her face as she kissed his cheek and sent him on his way. But you knew better, even from where you stood in the kitchen, washing the dishes in the sink.

You were the boys' babysitter, though they weren't home seeing as though you just took them to their sports practices. Vision didn't find it strange that even though the kids weren't at home that you and Wanda hungout with each other. In fact, he rather found it a good thing seeing as though he worked a lot and his wife got the extra help.

And a good thing it was indeed.

After he finally left, the house was quiet, the only thing you could hear was the delicate noise of Wanda's flat covered feet padding over to stand behind you. Her energy was dark and intense, like a predator stalking it's prey. Her hands rested on your hips as she kissed up the side of your neck, pressing her lips against your pulse point.

Your head fell to the side, a pleasurable sigh slipping from between your lips. Your scrubbing paused, indulging in the redhead's affections.

"I missed you, darling." She whispered into the shell of your ear. Her dainty hands trailed up the front of your plush body, undoing the button of your jeans to slip it inside the band of your panties. A gasp tumbled from your lips when the pads of her fingers met your damp slit.

"Ah— I-I missed you too." You breathed out.

Her fingers descended towards your clit where she drew tight circles around it. Your hips lurched forwards and her kisses on your naked skin grew harsher, playfully nibbling on your earlobe.

"Gah! Fuck!" You cried. Your hands now rested on the edge of the counter where the sink was built into, your digits digging into the marble and metal basin.

The first finger of a very long night ahead of you penetrated your entrance. It felt like their air had been stolen out of your lungs as she massaged the sensitive padding of your g-spot.

Her praise only came when you clenched around her, sucking her in further until she had no choice but to enter a second.

"Good girl." She purred. "You're taking my fingers so well." You mewled when she put her thumb on your clit, but now she drew intelligible shapes and swirls on it. With every press of her pad drew you closer to your orgasm.

"I can already imagine how fucking dirty you look right now." She swore. You could hear the smirk on her pretty red lips, which was now probably smeared all over your neck. "Letting me fuck you open in my kitchen, mhm." She tsked.

"Wanda…" You whined in embarrassment, even though it came out more like a huff. "It's okay, baby." She teased. You squeezed your eyes shut, the familiar coil of pleasure threatening to snap in your gut.

"Cum for me, my sweet girl. I want to you feel cream all over my fingers."

With one last cry, and a few helpless grinds against her hand, you came. It was like there was an extra layer of pleasure that washed over you, and because your eyes were closed, you couldn't see the fact that Wanda was using her abilities to enhance your orgasm.

"Wanda, Wanda, Wanda…" You babbled, your legs quivering and clit throbbing in overstimulation.

She removed her fingers only to rub up and down your slit, smearing your cum and arousal all over your mound.

As you came down from your high, you felt her puffs of air hitting your ear.

"Don't get too tired, honey. We still have that new toy to try."

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[2aceofspades]

AAAAAWWWEE!!

My child 🥺 *holds gently*

@2aceofspades your child kept me awake for another 2 hours this morning XD I kinda ran with a similar palette as your sona, but I'm obsessed with his design and the skrunkle wings and his timid personality AH! Hope you like, and have a good day!!!!!

[midnightshindig]

I js got my blood drawn for donations some few hours ago was not great but worth it but can you do a mark x reader where they get there blood drawn for donations but feels bad after and he takes care of them?

Mark x Reader

Omg haiii that's so fr! I hate getting my blood drawn, I got you!

hcs under the cut!

Mark is a superhero on a GLOBAL scale

which means sometimes he forgets about all the things the average person can do to have a positive impact

So when you come home moderately drained and with a thirst for electrolytes, he's a little confused

oh my god blood donation he forgot that was even a thing.

Mark isn't even sure he has human blood, or if he could donate it

Either way, you get home and you're sore and bruised and tired

"Jesus, Y/n, are you okay?" He asks candidly from the couch, quickly moving to his feet

"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm good. Just donated some blood and I think they drew too much." You wave it off like its no big deal

but like you just gave people your blood

like a LOT of blood.

He's so prouddd

"That's terrifying, but also amazing?" he tilts his head, with a goofy grin

"You've seriously never donated blood before?" You asked, taking a seat with him on the couch and rubbing where they'd taped a square of gauze into the inner part of your arm

He shook his head with a shrug "nope, I've known I'm a Viltrumite since I was like.... a kid? I've never had my blood drawn at all."

He asked what it was like and of course you explained it to the best of your ability, ending with you leaning your head against him for support

"I think it's very brave of you to do something like that." he responded with a coy look, prompting you to elbow him gently

"Mark, don't be a dick-"

"Hey- Hey! I'm serious!" he put his hands up with a laugh, before wrapping an arm around you and pulling you in, kissing the top of your head "You did a good thing, I'm proud of you, Y/n."

He paused for a minute "So how long do you have to leave that on?"

"Uh.. I don't?" you wondered what he was getting at

Mark only smiled wider "Well my mom got a lot of those cute patterned stickers for Oliver."

So you end up going through maybe half a dozen different themed boxes of bandages, before landing on an intricately patterned one that you liked best

Mark knelt on the ground and gingerly cleaned the inside of your arm, before applying a new bandaid

"Mark you know this is just as superfluous as the gauze, right?"

"Psshhht- I know." He looked up at you to your spot in a kitchen chair "But it's a bravery badge."

"A what?"

His face turned a light shade of red as he looked away "Gah, it's dumb. It's... something my Dad used to do. When I would get hurt. My mom would patch me up and my dad would call them bravery badges instead of bandaids."

You listened intently, leaning your other arm against the kitchen table

"He said it made me sound less weak. Which, in retrospect...." he trailed off, his expression souring

"But! Now it's just a badge for being brave, for doing a good job at a shitty, difficult thing, and for being a good person."

He pulled himself up off the flood, opening a hand to you and pulling you from the chair to your feet

"Thanks for doing this, Mark. You're sweet." you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips

"Of course, how could I not?" He responded, before kissing you again

You supposed getting your blood drawn wasn't so bad after all

[ur-dad-satan]

WHB brainrot/opinions/shitpost

Hey, how y'all doing?? Will this reach fellow whb stans? I hope so! Have some drabble in the form of bullet points so it's somewhat readable. For now, we're family fucking friendly (ish) <3

FIRST OFF, let me say these kings are FIIIIIINNNEEEEEEE as fuck! Why they so pretty?!!?

Gah damn, why is Mammon so HUGE?? I mean this shit in every way!! That mf is not only tall (201 cm/~6'6"), but the buffest fucking character I've seen in these kinds of games?? And his presence is massive too??

The fact that all of the kings are mentally ill and kinky is honestly iconic as fuck and the representation I didn't know I needed??

Also why does the wiki have their SIZES (except Asmodeus)?? I didn't need to know that, but also I did, you get me?

Like I just did Mammon's "devil's energy" story thing and MC was over here talking about "if he puts that thing in me, I'll break" or whatever then finding out what we were working with made it make so much more sense.

Mam is 27.5 cm (~10.5 in) and he's not even the biggest?! Like how the fuck am I supposed to survive Lucifer who's 30 cm (~11.8 in) ????

And excuse my Fr*nch, but WHY THE EVERLOVING FUCK DIDN'T THEY LET MAMMON MOAN DURING THE DEVIL'S ENERGY STORY?!!?

Maybe I'm just a slut for men sounding completely helpless and pathetic, but of the 6 or so that I've done, Leraye's was the best voice acting and Mammon's had the best dialogue.

Speaking of, I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but Paimon's devil's energy story was my least favorite. It just wasn't it for me

I also LOVE Ppyong! If anything EVER happens to him, I will kill everyone around and then myself if I'm not completely restrained

And then I'd still go ballistic after I'm set free

Let's run it back to the kings, now

The fact that Mammon calls Beelzebub "Bell" is SO FUCKING CUTE to me and I love him for that

Why is that actually adorable and why is Mammon so fucking precious like he's so sweet and adorable I want him for real

... I need him to model every last pair that he owns

For science of course

I'm folding. Immediately. Because this man is like over a foot taller than me, there would be butterflies in my stomach and a tear rolling down my leg

And I just KNOW his hands are like bigger than my entire head and the smile on his face!!! Oh my god??

What do I think I want?? Baby I NEED YOU!!

Also the fact that "You" was one of the answer options was so funny to me. At least the devs know their fans

That wasn't the only thing that was big if you know what I mean

Like... do y'all think he'd summon a giant gold fist for a picnic date??

Do y'all think he's a romantic? I wholeheartedly think he is especially since he liked when when we were possessive talking about he's ours (real)

Real. I'm not even mad

I mean, I know it's fat, but you get what you give so do be surprised when I grab back

Also, I love me a man who can multitask. He's killing angels and grabbing our ass, like PLEASE

The way he didn't even have to look to take that fucker's head off and just kept talking to us like it didn't even happen is fucking hot at fuck!

I'm not gonna beat around the bush!! The story section AND the devil's energy thing had me blushing, giggling, kicking my feet because oh my god?? Like I want him in real life?? (I know I already said that, but I mean it)

The way I was actually excited when I saw that this was gonna me Mammon and not Belial (sorry, but I didn't really care about him in that way)

And like LOOK AT HIS FACE!!

Like the blush, the sweat- it's enough it make me forget that the MC is a skinny white girl with purple hair that looks nothing like me (I don't actually care what she looks like and I chose the girl MC on purpose anygay)

And the title? Baby I was claiming you as "my man my man my man" since I first laid eyes on your big ass

I'd still claim you as mine if you were broke because look at YOUUUU

You're about to start something the game won't let me finish

Don't... don't give me hope like this

This is one of the only men who can get away with this shit

Actually, there's plenty of fictional men who could get away with calling me this

There's like four real life men who can do this and get a positive reaction from me and they're all way older than me and will never meet me...

Baby you better BELIEVE I'm gonna hold you to that

I'm so for real too.

Like the way he's like "yeah, we can fuck anytime"?? Bet

Like if you leave me in a room with this man for more than five minutes, at least one of us is gonna come out panting and/or limping

And honey, 'want' is and understatement. I NEED it. Partially because I'll literally die without it, but still

Done.

You don't have to do anything but give me a smile

Like I already want you, sir you don't have to win shit

I wouldn't mind if you tried, but that's just for your own amusement then

That's my line-

Without being graphic, because that's not what this post is for, that scene was fucking hot

It's not my favorite of them all, but it's definitely up there

But baby you better BELIEVE I'm about to take you

Like when I'm done with him, he'll "be there" as he said he wasn't

If that game had let me keep going... I won't say what I'd do, but we'd both need an ice pack, a hot shower, and a four hour nap afterward

Okay, that's enough. I'm gonna be blabbering about this game so much more. (Can you tell who's my favorite?)