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randomly stumbling upon a renaissance artist reincarnated as a Jason Todd fan was not what I expected to do today

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pretty good for a virgin. jason grace & f.reader.

he can't even remember if he had ever fucked before.

I mean, Jason knows how babies are made - he isn't that stupid. but every time he sees you, he just can't help but remember how he doesn't know how to use the dick that's now chubbing up in his plaid-blue boxers.

and he thinks you might know too, from how you're all on top of him as you make out so every time you pull back to toss your hair away from your face, your pretty tits are blessing him with their presence just in front of his face, leaving him to fight off moaning at the sight.

so while you make out, he's practically slobbering all over like a dog in the summer, and when you brush the tips of your fingers over the crotch of his shorts, oh gods above...

Jason can't help the piteous whine that flies from his mouth, one of his hands swinging up and slapping across his lips to shut himself up.

"o-oh gods, I'm so so sorry, I'll-" he stammers and flushes down to his cock, as if the fact that you know that he's hard only encourages his libido.

but he's stopped as your hand pushes down on his raging hard-on, shutting him up and forcing him back down. slowly, you cup and palm him through those cargo shorts he had on, feeling how he twitches and hardens under the pressure of your hand. "feel good?" said while flashing a sweetish, coy smile for his widening eyes to see.

and you know its big, you can guesstimate the size as you try to measure with your hand, making you salivate in return, tongue pooling in your own saliva. "aw, poor baby," you coo and tut him, moving to eagerly unzip his pants and tug down his bottoms, letting his angry-red dick whip up, drooling precum down its massive body, "why didn't you just say something, jas?"

you had practically been able to see him wetting his pants in real time as you locked lips, but seeing it out of its confines was something else. "shit, m', I-" your sweet boy looks so frustrated as he grasps for the right words to fit in his brewing apology, with cherry-red cheeks and swole lips. "well, I didn't know if you wanted to do that, um, with me," his voice quieting as he mentions himself.

you're wordless as you pop your lips open as an answer, just taking the tip past your lips, making Jason let out a gurgled sort of moan. his clipped nails scratch at the cushions of the couch as you swallowed his bits of precum past you tongue and down your throat.

"you're silly. I want to do this with you all the time. like right now. you'll let me take you now, right?" you say as he nods his head feverishly.

you had under-estimating just how much you could take down your throat. as you had made your way to swallow on half his cock, poorly impatient Jason gripped your hair with nails embedded in your locks and scalp, pushing you down to his balls.

he just doesn't know how big he is, making you choke as he frantically fucks into your throat, unsatisfied by how slow you had been taking him on the tongue before. its obscene, really, with his full balls on your chin and an unholy mixture of drool and spit and cum falling in lines down your chin and throat, nearly reaching your chest. he's unmeaningly mean as he thrusts in uneven juts, trying to reach his peak before his grip in your hair going and allowing you to slide off his cock.

you slump back, coughing and sputtering before looking up at him through thick, water-lined lashes from how hard he had gone.

"baby, oh, I'm so sorry," he nearly whimpers as he tucks his big hands under your jaw so he can thumb your cheeks before you smile up at him radiantly, sticking out your pink, cum-less tongue to him like a winner.

"spitters are quitters."

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Rereading the sea of monsters and I had forgotten that Beckendorf was the first person in Camp half-blood that didn't treat Tyson like a freak and spent time with him and I can't imagine how sad Tyson was when he died shut up

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This headcanon where Percy thought that he was gay until he met Annabeth, where he then realized he's bi

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۶ৎ ii — Marry, Kiss or Kill me

tap here for chb masterlist ! part i here

warnings: language, unprotected piv (don't do it, please be safe), making out, smut.

ㅤ୨ৎ —˳ luke castellan ! reader

summary: part ii of "marry, kiss, or kill me." luke is enjoying the effects of his honesty in a simple party game. so are you.

𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗣𝗦 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗠, 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 but firm, like he wanted to make sure you felt it. Like he was memorizing the way you tasted, the way your fingers curled into his shirt without you even realizing it.

His other hand slid to your jaw, tilting your face slightly as he deepened the kiss—not rushed, not desperate, but thorough, like he wanted to take his damn time.

He wanted to savor you.

And gods, if that wasn’t enough to send heat curling through your stomach.

You sighed against his lips, melting just slightly, and Luke—ever the opportunist—took advantage of it immediately, smirking into the kiss before dragging his lips just barely across yours, teasing.

His nose brushed against yours as he whispered, low, just for you:

"You taste even better than I thought you would."

Your breath hitched, but Luke didn't give you time to think. His hands tightened on your waist, pulling you into his lap in one smooth motion.

You gasped against his lips, and he took full advantage, deepening the kiss-hotter, hungrier. His fingers dug into your hips, guiding you closer, like he couldn't get enough. Like he wouldn't get enough.

Your hands found his hair, tugging just enough to draw a low groan from his throat. The sound shot straight through you, heat pooling deep in your stomach.

"Gods," he murmured against your lips, breathing hard, his forehead pressed to yours. "You're gonna kill me."

You smirked, "Then die happy."

His response was a growl, low and desperate, before he kissed you again-deeper, messier, his hands roaming like he wanted to memorize every inch of you.

And gods, you were so okay with that.

Luke's lips trailed from your mouth to your jaw, then lower, grazing the sensitive skin just below your ear. His breath was warm, his voice rough.

"You sure about this?" he murmured, his hands still gripping your waist like he was barely holding himself back.

Your response was immediate-you tilted your head, giving him more access, pressing your body closer until there wasn't a single inch of space left between you. "Luke," you whispered, your voice breathy, almost pleading.

That was it.

His hands slid up, fingers teasing the hem of your dress before slipping underneath, warm against your bare skin. His lips moved lower, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, lingering where your pulse hammered hardest.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him impossibly closer. He groaned softly against your skin, the sound sending a sharp jolt of heat straight through you.

"You're not making this easy," he muttered against your collarbone, his teeth grazing lightly before he kissed the spot again, softer this time.

"That's bad?" you shot back, breathless.

Luke's hands roamed lower, gripping your thighs, his lips finding yours again—this time deeper, more desperate, like he needed you more than air itself.

Luke’s hands tightened on your thighs, fingers pressing into your skin like he was grounding himself—or maybe like he was trying not to lose control completely.

His lips were relentless, claiming yours in a way that could have killed you right there. You could feel the tension in him, the way he was holding back.

So you decided to push.

You shifted in his lap, rolling your hips just enough to test him.

Luke froze.

Then, a sharp exhale. His grip on you turned bruising, his forehead dropping to your shoulder for a split second—like he needed to catch his breath.

"Stop that if you don't want me to just... gods, I'm burning," he muttered, his voice strained.

You smirked, fingers slipping under the hem of his shirt, dragging your nails up his stomach, feeling the way his abs tensed under your touch. "I'll burn with you."

That snapped something in him.

Luke’s mouth crashed against yours, rough and desperate. His hands slid up your sides, thumbs brushing the curve of your ribs before his fingers tangled in the thin straps of your dress.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," he murmured against your lips, breathless.

"Thank you," you whispered back, tugging his shirt over his head, swallowing the groan he let out when your nails scraped down his bare back.

His hands were everywhere—exploring, teasing, memorizing. His mouth never strayed far from yours, only pulling away long enough to murmur things that made your entire body burn.

And gods, you wanted more.

Luke grabbed one of the straps of your dress, pulling it down just enough to show more skin.

Either way, you beat him. Before Luke had time to really process everything that was happening—which was saying a lot—your lips were on his again, tracing a path down his jaw to his neck, leaving lingering kisses on his skin.

Nothing would have made you happier than seeing his reaction when your mouth found his throat, placing a kiss on his Adam's apple, sucking a little. Luke could have died right there.

He let out a growl as low as it was inviting, his hands sliding from your thighs to your ass, taking it in his palms firmly, loving them. With his hands there, Luke knew it would be his new favorite toy.

A hand on Luke's chest, and the next thing he knew, his back hit the mattress with a soft thud. Your kisses moved from his neck, trailing hot kisses down to his chest, where you trailed up to his lips again.

"Shall we fuck?" he asked against your lips, a smirk forming on them. "Because I do want to fuck."

You rolled your eyes, shooting him a warning look. "You're ruining this."

The husky laugh that ripped from his throat almost made your knees weak. Seizing the moment, Luke's hands found the hem of your dress, lifting it up just a little.

"Lift your arms," he ordered, and you found yourself obeying without even thinking. Luke tugged the dress off until it was completely off you, tossing it somewhere in the cabin without taking his eyes off you.

When you were only in your underwear, Luke took a few seconds to admire you in a way that for a moment made you feel like you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life... Until he grabbed you by the hips and rolled you both onto the bed. Now, he was on top of you, his eyes landed on yours, with a gleam as lascivious as it was mischievous.

"And here I was, thinking you couldn't look more perfect," he murmured just before capturing your lips on his again in a kiss that drove any logical thought from your mind.

Between your ragged breaths and the demigod who didn't let you breathe, everything became a blur. Everything was fast and fucking slow at the same time. You were going crazy with the way his tongue caressed yours.

Moaning quietly, you couldn't help the way your hand slid down, trying to find the button of Luke's jeans, needily trying to undo it. Luke chuckled against your ear, his hot breath making your whole body shiver.

"Let me help you with that." No teasing, no dirty tricks. He was just as needy as you were.

Your hand trembled, making it difficult to undo the button. Luke aided you in doing so, unzipping his trousers and giving you full access to his boxer-clad cock. You broke the kiss, staring down at the thick bulge in Luke's boxers. You couldn't help your bodily reaction, whimpering and bucking your hips up, attempting to hump his throbbing cock.

Luke growled at your movement, burying his face in your neck for a few seconds, trying not to fuck you right then and there. Then, with a hand on the back of your neck, he guided you back to his lips while he maneuvered to get your panties off in record time.

As soon as your panties were out of the way, Luke's fingers moved on their own, sliding his index finger between your slick folds. Wet. Hot. Soft.

Luke's cock throbbed at how wet you already were, and he had to stifle a moan at how easily his fingers slid over your pussy.

"Luke..." You whimpered at the feel of his fingers, wrapping your arms around his neck, trying to keep him close, while also trying to hold on to your own sanity. The feel of his hand alone made your poor walls clench around nothing.

"I know, baby, I know," the man reassured you, even though his voice cracked a little mid-sentence. He vacated his hands with the sole purpose of removing his pants completely, looking at you for a few seconds before doing the same with his boxers.

As soon as he got rid of all his clothes, your breath left you. He was... beautiful.

The sight was simply wonderful. The way his cock stood, throbbing with a small amount of precum leaking out. The head swollen, leaky, a shade darker than the rest and with a few visible veins along its length.

Your mouth watered, and you looked up at him, almost surprised. Huge, throbbing, leaking. Gods.

Luke smirked at your reaction, his ego obviously inflated. "Something you like?" he said huskily, giving himself a few strokes before placing a hand on your knee, almost coaxing you to spread your legs for him.

And you did.

To be honest, you didn't even need him to coax you. Luke positioned himself between your legs, grabbing your calves and draping them over his hips, pulling you towards him. Close.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to think you're more scared than horny, love," his voice was low, almost teasing and snapping you out of your trance.

You blinked and blushed, frowning slightly, though you couldn't help the chuckle you tried to pass off as a snort.

He smiled.

"Spread your legs for me, darlin'," he requested, caressing your thigh. "I need you closer."

The way he said that last bit made your stomach flutter. Not romantically. Well, maybe a little, but mostly you felt like a wild bird trying to escape.

You obeyed his command anyway, thighs falling further apart to make space for Luke's large torso.

The first push of his hips into yours had you immediately breaking the kiss with a gasp, back arching against the sheets.

"Shhh..." he sushed you, repeating the same movement as you wordlessly hummed in agreement.

At first it was just the tip. And then... plap.

The whimper you let out when Luke thrust all the way in was... His balls slammed against you, and suddenly he was completely buried inside you, skin slapping against skin. Your first instinct was to dig your nails into his back, wincing at the sudden sensation of your pussy being stretched.

"Fuck!" you whimpered, and Luke placed a soft kiss on your shoulder, caressing your waist with the delicacy his movements lacked.

"It's okay... it's okay..." he whispered in your ear, his breathing relatively controlled despite the fact that he'd literally just buried his cock in you without warning.

Luke continued his movements, each push of his pelvis stronger than the last, his lips finally connecting to yours, just as he started grunting in pleasure.

He didn’t want to hear his own moans, only yours.

"That's good...?" He grunted, his lips trailing down your neck, bitting and then shooting with licks.

"Mph... fuck, yes... so fucking good..." you managed between whimpers.

Your nails raked Luke's back, likely leaving marks that would be visible tomorrow. Your back arched with every thrust and sensation Luke extracted from you, fucking you just the right way.

Luke's sounds began to get louder, going from grunts to moans at a pace that denoted how much he'd been waiting for this. His thrusts escalated almost as quickly, his caresses ceasing at your waist to bury his fingers in your hips.

A knot formed in your tummy, walls clenching around Luke's fat cock. He instantly knew waht it was, and buried his face in your neck for a few seconds before pulling away to look into your eyes.

He cupped your chin, making you look at him.

"Open your eyes," he urged, and for the first time, it sounded more like a command than a suggestion. "You're close, aren't you?"

You nodded almost frantically. Your eyes closed, and the only sounds leaving your lips were moans mixed with curses, a mix of Ancient Greek and English. Your mind was clouded with pleasure.

"No," Luke's voice was husky, dropping almost an octave. His grip on your chin tightened, but not painfully. "Don't close your eyes. I want you to look at me while you cum, understood?" His tone made it clear that this wasn't a suggestion.

"Look at me," he ordered. When you opened your eyes, you met Luke's gaze. Dilated pupils, swollen lips, and messy hair, you nearly came at the sight alone.

"Lemme—Luke... wanna... wanna cum..." You begged.

You swore you'd never beg for anything. But not when you swore it was clear you hadn't met Luke.

"Don't close your eyes," he murmured. "That's all I ask."

And so you did.

You looked at him as his hand found its way between your bodies, his thumb finding your clit as his thrusts became rougher, messier, deeper.

You whimpered and finally let yourself go in Luke's hands, looking into his eyes as you did so. Your walls clenched around him, and he didn't stop moving as you came around his cock, chasing his own pleasure.

After a few moments, he slid out of you, his cum shooting all over your abdomen and sheets with the loudest groan he'd allowed himself to release that night. His breathing was ragged, his shoulders and chest covered in scratches, nail marks, and bite marks, all covered in a light layer of sweat, making his skin glisten in the dim light of your cabin.

He gave himself a few more strokes, making sure he was completely done before plopping down next to you with a soft thump on the bed and a exhausted expression.

"Gods..." he groaned softly, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes, rubbing.

You were tired too, and for a moment—when the pleasure stopped clouding everything—you turned to look at him. But he wasn’t looking at you. His hands stayed over his eyes, like he was gathering himself.

For a second, you figured he’d just mumble a quick thanks and slip out of the cabin. You closed your eyes, letting out a slow breath, your mind already drifting to the idea of cleaning up the mess and taking a shower.

Just as you predicted, the extra weight on your bed disappeared as Luke stood up. You didn’t even bother opening your eyes, waiting for some kind of farewell, maybe a lazy thanks.

It never came.

But before you could open your eyes, the bed dipped again under Luke’s weight, and something cold brushed against your stomach.

Your eyes fluttered open, and there he was again, kneeling between your legs, a damp towel in his hands as he wiped your skin. The contrast between the cool fabric and the warmth of his touch was both jarring and oddly soothing.

Luke glanced up at you, catching your surprised expression. A smug little smile tugged at his lips as he tilted his head.

"What?" he said, his voice lazier now, relaxed. And yeah, he was still very much naked. "Already trying to kick me out?"

His tone was almost teasing—classic Luke. After a few seconds, a small smile curled at your lips.

"What? Were you planning to stay the night? Cuddle? Whisper sweet nothings in my ear?" you shot back, watching as he let out a quiet laugh, still wiping you down.

"Take out the whispering sweet nothings part and... yeah. That was kinda the plan," he admitted, that mischievous glint in his eyes mixed with something more genuine—something you weren’t used to hearing from him. It did something to your stomach, heat creeping up your cheeks.

Luke tossed the towel aside and flopped down next to you again, slipping an arm around your waist and pulling you close. Your head rested against his chest as he pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

"But first," he murmured, lips brushing against your hair, "we really need a shower."

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a/n: I hesitated FOR A LONG TIME about writing part two of this, but I finally did, and here it is. Now that I think about it, I really liked the dynamic between these two characters. I'm seriously considering Part III. Should I?

taglist — open: in case i make a part iii or even series, the taglist is still open!

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two pretty boysss!!

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percy jackson nsfw headcanons

• percy can lose himself very easily in sex. he gets caught up in the sensations around him and the wonderful feeling of your touch.

• french-kiss lover, and fuck, he’s good at it. swiping his tongue against yours, licking the roof of your mouth, and sucking at your tongue as he pulls away from you, he does it all. he just loves to see you breathless with kiss-bruised lips.

• this man LOVES taking you from behind, his hands using your hips as handlebars. going rough and then slowing it down by pressing you deep into the mattress, his chest against your back, and his arms linked with yours.

• his stamina is off the charts. his demigod genes give him enough strength and stamina to go all night if he felt so inclined. he is very perceptive of your energy and will happily pull you onto his cock until you start to get riled up again.

• the two of you have makeout sessions to the kitchen to grab water or snacks in between rounds, he’ll even carry you to the bathroom.

• nothing, nothing, gets him riled up more than seeing his cum on you. he is addicted to the sight of his cum on your body. your stomach, on your tongue, face, chest— you name it, he loves it.

• he’s pretty well groomed. he keeps things clean and healthy to keep up a hygienic routine. shaving, waxing, or even trimming takes time he just doesn’t have when he’s busy fighting monsters.

• if he knows ahead of time he’s meeting up with you he will take the extra time to clean himself and trim to the best of his ability. sometimes he gets bored and will trim a triangle for your amusement.

• percy enjoys experimenting with things. he’ll try just about anything once, just for the shits and giggles.

• this man is such a tease. he’s constantly trying to rile you up in a situation where you know that you can’t have him yet. the frustration building up in your eyes while you shoot him the most venomous of glares greatly amuses him.

• he’ll give you an innocent grin, pretending he wasn’t just brushing his thumb— "accidentally"— against your clit when resting his hand against your inner thigh.

• percy loves receiving. he loves seeing you struggle to take all of him and make a mess of yourself. he’ll gather all your hair, so that it’s out of your face and grip it to encourage you through the experience. he’s not shy, he’ll happily kiss you with the taste of him still on your lips, praising you every time for taking him so well.

• he enjoys giving just as much as receiving. it’s his way of worshiping you and giving you immense pleasure by his mouth alone. he can get really into it so either ride the overstimulation, squirm and fight against his grip on you, or tug on his hair just to see him pull away with a disappointed grunt.

• percy is a SUCKER for quickies. he enjoys romantic, traditional sex as much as the next guy, but he will never turn you down when he’s in the mood.

• he just wants the quickies to be in a safe area because he doesn’t want to have to worry about protecting you while having an intimate moment— that will not stop him, however, from taking you behind a tree in full battle armor during capture the flag.

• percy isn’t the loudest person in the bedroom. he’ll grunt here and there with a rough breath, maybe a few groans if you really hit a sweet spot. otherwise his breathing is the main indicator of his pleasure.

• his breathes shorten and hitch with each new wave of pleasure. the longer he’s in the mood or the longer you two go on, the more he’ll lose himself in the pleasure and make the beautiful noises that only you get to hear.

• don’t underestimate the power of a quick handjob with this guy. something about it— quick, dirty, maybe with an undertone of constructed panic or need to hurry— makes his eyes roll back so easily.

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This is so cute??

recently got reminded of Jason’s “hello bed, hello pillow,” line and how deeply I feel that reflects his character and his longing. so here’s some yearning!jason because that boy loves deeply and profoundly down to his very soul. have I mentioned I love him? also once again the romanized arabic at the end translates to “my life” and it’s quickly becoming one of my favorite terms of endearment for Jay to use.

Thinking about Jason Todd and how deeply he yearns for you. He’s waited so long to be loved in the way he craves, has been so hungry for it that the ache in his belly has never really gone away. He’s been a wraith, a corpse, a man starving for affection and sweetness. And then you come along and change everything for him. How couldn’t he yearn for you? How couldn’t he long for you every moment that you’re not in his presence? Revere you and worship you every moment that you are?

Thinking about Jason Todd who treats you like something divine, something holy. He kisses the bruises you get from bumping into countertops or tripping along the crooked cobblestones in Gotham Heights. He ghosts his thumbs over your closed eyes when you lay down with him to sleep in the early hours of the morning. Jason Todd who holds you so, so close to him. He knows you run cold and he runs burning hot, so it’s only right that he wraps his entire body around you to keep you warm and safe. It’s proof to him that the two of you may be something fated, something that life and death can’t touch. How perfectly you suit each other. His fire to your coolness, his strength to your gentleness, his storm to your clear shining day.

Thinking about Jason Todd who clings to everything he’s ever loved and lost with bloodied fingers from how tightly he holds on. His fingers aren’t bloodied with you though. He doesn’t have to dig his nails in, bite down with his teeth, and force you to stay. You remain peacefully in his arms. You lie there content like you trust him, like you love him. That’s what makes his yearning all the more fierce—it’s returned by you. He used to doubt it, used to think he was unworthy and undeserving and that no one could possibly pick him out of all the people in the world. But you’ve stuck around and proved him wrong. So when he yearns for you, it isn’t with the pain of clawing into something bound to leave him. It isn’t with the bone-deep terror of loss. He yearns for you with the peace of coming home.

Thinking of Jason Todd who comes back from patrol just before daybreak. The sky is the same blue-green as his eyes and exhaustion weighs down his body. Still, his soul lifts when he sees what he’s been longing for for the past three hours. A warm bed, a soft pillow, and his heart snuggled up under the blankets.

“Hello, bed,” Jason says as he pulls his helmet off and sets it on the dresser.

“Hello, pillow,” he greets as he lays his gear on the balcony railings to be cleaned tomorrow.

“Hello, hayati,” he whispers with a kiss to your hair as he climbs into bed and pulls you into his arms.

Just…thinking about Jason Todd who yearns for you.

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⛧° sleepy nights - hoo boys

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content: percy jackson, jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang, luke castellan, charles beckendorf x reader - hcs on how they’d sleep with you

warnings: luke and charlie are 19

a/n: SHE’S BAAAACKK!! i’m finally not sick anymore (very questionable, but i’m definitely better) so i’m back to writing! at least i hope so. you can send your requests, preferably of not so long stuff cause i already have 5 super long drafts lol

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now playing… sweater weather - the neighborhood

Percy Jackson

i honestly believe that he’s an awesome cuddler.

like, i just know that he likes to be the big spoon and wrap his arms around your waist and never EVER let go.

he’d totally lay his head on your shoulder and drool on it.

he plants a lot of tiny little kisses in your neck before you fall asleep.

i like to believe that he snores

but not like super loud snores and they’re not even annoying

its just super cute

and you feel so safe

he’s not super ripped, but he still has abs

so just leaning against them, warm in the night is just so soothing

he sleeps in two positions only, cuddling with you or as a starfish, with legs and arms thrown all over you and the bed

his body is naturally warm

not an uncommon warm, just normal warm

so sleeping with him is always good

whenever you sleep with him, he doesn’t want to get up to school/college the next day

he’s just too comfy to want to let go of you

and, subconsciously, he likes to trace patterns all over the exposed skin of your stomach

overall, a great person to sleep with

Jason Grace

my personal favorite for, uh, unrelated reasons

totally not because he’s literally my dream man no no

but hear me out, you won’t regret it

he’s canonically tall and muscular right

so just imagine resting against his delicious muscular chest and abs-

sorry i trailed off

ANYWAYS

he’s also a cuddler

but he’s kind of stiff in the beginning

like he’s completely touch starved

so he doesn’t really know how to act in situations like this

but the more you’re together the more he feels comfortable to cuddle and squeeze you

he loves to just pull you as close to himself as he can and bury his nose on your hair

because you just smell to good to not do that

he’s also a sweet talker

he just LOVES to whisper cute words in your ear as you’re about to fall asleep

and the first time he told you he loved you was one of these times

you were almost falling asleep in his arms and he just whispered “i love you��

you couldn’t even understand what happened until the next morning

anyways

he is the best person to sleep with

he absolutely loves when you just curl up in a ball beside him while he’s reading

he gets all fuzzy inside

he’s literally melting

he just loves you too much

Leo Valdez

look, don’t get me wrong, i love leo

but i don’t think he’d be the best cuddler in the world

for the simple reason that i think so

if u don’t like it just sush

BUT he absolutely loves to sleep on top of you with his head in your chest

i just know it

this is like super Leo Valdez of him

and you can’t tell me he doesn’t purr when you caress his hair

cause OF COURSE he does that

he’s the best person to sleep with in winter and fall, cause he keeps you warm and happy

but in the summer… not as good, i’ll have to admit

like, he’s too hot

in both senses of the word

so you just get overheated

not that you’re really complaining tho

it’s worth it

oh, and he LOVES to whisper words in spanish in your ear before sleep

if you can’t speak spanish, he’ll say… not so innocent things

our latino king fr fr

and if you can speak spanish he’ll just say how much you smell good or how pretty you are or how much he loves you-

not a cuddler, but a very good person to sleep with anyways

Frank Zhang

he’s tall and muscular

what more can i ask for my personal pillow?

oh, being a lowkey GENTLEMAN with every living being he interacts with

ok maybe that was a little bit out of context

but whatever

back to sleeping with him

if you want a best human pillow, you won’t find it

especially cause charlie died so-

i’m deeply sorry for that. not really.

he loves loves LOVES when you lay on top of him

it’s his favorite position ever

and he also loves when he can hold you

but not literally cuddle

just you laying with him, curled up against his chest but with your face to him, y’know?

i don’t know if it makes much sense

anyways

he likes to braid your hair while you’re falling asleep for you to sleep better

hazel taught him and he absolutely loves to do it in you

in the beginning of the relationship, you usually went to sleep with a dog or a cat

he was too nervous, okay? leave him alone

well, he got over it, thanks to you obviously

but sometimes he still sleeps as a dog

especially if you ask him to do it

he’ll be like “sure, if you want if” but deep down he loves it

it’s just too sooting for him when you curl up against him as a dog and pet his fur

its one of his favorite ways to sleep with you

Luke Castellan

oh, luke

i’ll never admit the uncommonly enormous crush i have on you

he’s just too hot

also i have a thing for blondes (hey jason and annabeth and a lot of other peopleee)

well, enough of me, let’s talk about this walking piece of MEAT

hehehe

he love love loves to sleep cuddled up with you

like, it’s his favorite thing in the world

the only problem (if you consider it a problem. i personally don’t) it’s because he has to sleep holding at least one of your tits

he says it makes him sleep better

technically it does, because his hands are cold and your boobs are warm

but it’s mostly because he really likes ‘em

he’s not gonna tell you that, tho

he loves when you lay on top of him and lets him caress your hair

bros seriously whipped

he’d be damned if you told him you want to sleep alone

he’ll literally become a whiny baby until you surrender

and if you don’t, the next morning he’ll be so grumpy

but that’s obviously until you give him a kiss

if the kiss doesn’t fix, another thing will

cuddles, duh

dirty mind

if you like to wake up early for morning walks, he’ll wake up and watch you get ready

but most likely never join you

Charles Beckendorf

best human pillow EVER

only god knows how much envy i felt from silena for real

he loves cuddling ofc

but it’s not his favorite way of sleeping

he’d rather much more hold you against his chest, arms and legs interlocked

because in that way he can hug, admire and kiss you anytime he wants to

i don’t know if this position makes sense help-

he loves to caress your hair and kiss your head in the process

it’s soothing for him and he knows it’s soothing for you

whenever he comes back from bunker nine super exhausted he just lays down and you hop beside him

and it’s heaven in his eyes

sometimes when things go wrong in a project he's working on he goes straight to your cabin and just stares at you

biggest puppy eyes in the world by the way

he just stares in a way like "please let me sleep here"

and who are you to say no am i right

he LOVES to snuzzle his face in your neck and breath in your scent

he just loves the way you smell

it's just too good to be true

can't take my eyes off of you

sorry i love 10 things i hate about you too much

your smell is one of his favorite things in the whole world

he's just so in love is sickening to anyone who's watching

anyways, cutie pie

a/n pt2: i'm sorry if charlie is short, but im too annoyed right now. i had to rewrite this shit five times because TUMBLR COULDNT SAVE THE FUCKING DRAFT HOLY SHIT- anyways hope u liked

[imdead770]

— general dating hc's

pairing: percy jackson, annabeth chase, leo valdez, piper mclean, hazel levesque, jason grace, frank zhang (respectively) x gn!reader

word count: 3.0k part two

percy jackson

• underwater kisses!! all the time!! being a son of poseidon has its benefits. the whole experience is just magical fr. it's like being in a whole different world, where nothing else matters except for the two of you. the sensation of your lips touching, your bodies intertwined, and the sound of your breathing mixing with the water is simply unforgettable. the way your hands hold onto each other, the way your eyes lock, and the way your heart beats as one, it's a feeling that can't be replicated anywhere else.

• percy 100% teaches you how to skate. the first chance he gets, he'll lead you onto the smooth, concrete surface of the skate park with the intent of teaching you!!

he patiently guides you, holding your hands and rolling you along while walking beside you. he teaches you how to shift your weight, how to balance, and how to stop. and every time you stumble, he makes a huge show of catching you in his arms LMAO. like, it's not that serious, percy.

whenever he's skating alone, he can't help but think of you. :(( the way your hair sways in the wind, the sound of your laughter, and the warmth of your hand in his. he would often skate in circles, lost in thought, imagining you by his side. <33 (all the other skaters think he looks like a fool, but he doesn't care.)

• now don't tell me you two do not have matching jewelry, because you DO. he learns a lot about your style and preferences, (he knows if you look better in gold or silver) and the pretty necklaces and stuff are just a bonus!!

he wears a necklace with several charms all the time, since it was a gift from you! some of the charms include an ocean charm and a tiny silver skateboard that dangles from the delicate chain. whenever he misses you, he would reach up and touch the necklace, feeling the smooth metal under his fingers, and smile. <33

• whenever you explain things to percy, he nods his head in agreement, but you notice his gaze flickering towards your lips ever so often. you don't know what he's thinking, but his expression provides a pretty obvious hint as to what may be on his mind.

• growing up as a child of one of the big three can certainly take its toll on anyone, even percy. after a long day of training and preventing new campers from capsizing the canoes while racing with the naiads, all he wants is to melt into your embrace.

he sneaks into your cabin with you as soon as possible, laying down on your bed, a deep sigh escaping his lips and he stretches his neck from side to side, relishing in the brief moment of peace. his arms are outstretched, inviting you to join him, as he longs for the comfort and safety of your embrace.

it's clear that being in your presence has a calming effect on him, reassuring him that everything is going to be alright. <33

annabeth chase

• annabeth has a penchant for discovering new things to learn and become deeply invested in, and she talks to you about her newest interests all the time. when you take the time to listen to her ramblings about her current passions, she gets so excited!!

sometimes, you spend hours in the library researching the concepts and terminology she speaks of, just so that you can engage in a meaningful conversation with her instead of just nodding along. the effort is well worth it to see her reaction; the way her face lights up as she smiles, leaning in to give you a big kiss on the cheek as a reward!!

• but sometimes annabeth rambles way too much. like, wayyyy too much. i'm talking hours on end. while her voice is soothing and you enjoy lying in her arms while she speaks, it can be a lot at times.

and annabeth only stops talking when she's finished gushing. unless you kiss her first.

although she tries to act like your affection doesn't work on her, complaining with phrases like, "why did you do that," or "you didn't let me finish." but her tone clearly softens. her eyes crinkling at the corners, and soon enough her facade breaks and she can no longer hold back a smile. <33

• you guys still use pinky promises. it doesn't matter if she personally thinks it's trivial, she does it for your sake because she values your belief in it. and if anyone dares to make fun of it, she'd be glaring daggers at them the entire day. if looks could kill, they'd be dead.

(and after you two interlock pinkies she kisses the palm of your hand to seal the deal.)

• annabeth isn't big on PDA, but she definitely steals kisses when people aren't looking.

• annabeth love, love, LOVES reading to you!! especially when there's nobody around and it's just the two of you, your head on her lap as she reads aloud about the wonders of Richardsonian Romanesque style architecture... whatever that is. (but she makes it sound interesting so you don't care.)

• overall 10/10, what a queen.

leo valdez

• he's your portable heater fr. leo keeps you warm by holding you close. it's particularly convenient when you're nestled on his lap or resting against his chest.

• this man can COOK. he mainly cooks food from his heritage because it's a way for him to connect to his roots, but if you ask him to make a particular dish for you, he'll do it, no questions asked. it's a common sight to catch a glimpse of him in the kitchen, diligently chopping ingredients and following the recipe to your favorite dish, getting himself completely covered in smoke and steam by the end of the process, but the result is always delicious so neither of you care.

he'll often call you into the kitchen to taste-test his newest recipe, shoving the dish in your face and urging you to try it like, "here babe, taste it!!" with the brightest smile as he eagerly waits for your feedback. he values your opinions a lot!

• him calling you petnames in spanish >>> omg. among his favorites are "mi amor" (my love), "cariño" (darling), and "corazón" (sweetheart). he usually rotates between those three and it never fails to bring a blush to your cheeks because like, hello??? how could it not??? he's always quick to notice your reaction and can't resist teasing you, playful remarks leaving his lips like, "a little flustered now are we, mi amor?" 🙏🙏🙏

• no matter how long you've been together, leo still flirts with you like it's the first time he's seen you. he'll brace himself against the nearest doorframe and unleash the cheesiest pick-up line known to mankind. despite their predictability, you play along. the game ends when he asks you on a "first date."

• leo spends a lot of time tinkering in his workshop, so whenever boredom sets in, (or if he's just thinking of you) he likes to put his creativity to use by making various small creations with you on his mind. these items range from keychains, to mini jewelry boxes, and even small flowers carved out of metal scraps. (you now have enough to make a bouquet.) your nightstand and shelves are absolutely littered with his handiwork, and you take pride in owning each one of them. <33

• leo's the type of guy that twirls you around while hugging. there's something incredibly spontaneous and thrilling about the experience — just when you think he's only reaching for your hand, he suddenly lifts you off the ground and spins you around, generating a moment of pure joy before gently setting you down once again, and leaning back in for a normal hug.

• he's so whipped for you it's not even funny.

piper mclean

• piper hates being categorized as a typical child of aphrodite due to the expectations and assumptions that come with the title, especially given the reputation of some of her siblings. she's always quick to reassure you that she won't break your heart and that her love for you is truly genuine.

• piper has a soft spot for when you play with her hair; running your fingers through her choppy locks and especially when you braid it. when you gently scratch her scalp while brushing your nails through her hair, she gets lost in her own little world.

• piper isn't afraid to show you off if you're okay with it. like she's in a beautiful, loving relationship, why wouldn't she?? also she's a hand swinger FR. 🙏🙏🙏

• you guys have matching bracelets!! nothing fancy, just a bunch of multi-colored beads on a string, but she loves them so much. sometimes you dedicate dates to making these bracelets just because it's one of her favorite pastimes.

she has one with your name written on the beads, a couple with the titles of the albums you listen to together, as well as ones with your preferred color schemes. just anything to remind her of you. <33

her collection is so big that they now stack up to her arms. maybe it's becoming a problem.

• while piper doesn't like flaunting her wealth, if she sees that you have your eye on something she'll immediately buy it for you. no questions asked. you don't even need to say anything.

maybe you'll bring it up ONCE, not even asking her to buy it, just mentioning you were saving up for a particular item, and the next day it's on your bed with a note from her. when you ask her she'll just be like, "weren't you talking about it?"

• while piper is pretty self-conscious about her singing, she'll do it if you ask her to because she trusts you. if you're having trouble sleeping, she'll lay your head in her lap and sing a short melody, and it works every time. once you drift off, she’ll place a tender kiss on your forehead, (or multiple) and express how much you mean to her, because she can't be this sentimental when you're awake.

she's so in love omg.

hazel levesque

• she's the absolute sweetest girlfriend you could ever ask for! her sweet and loving nature is simply amazing and her love for you knows no bounds. she goes above and beyond to make you feel appreciated and loved in every way possible.

• she definitely loves to go horse-back riding with you. the sensation of the wind blowing through your hair, the warm sun kissing your skin, and the gentle sound of the horse's hooves rhythmically hitting the ground beneath you — it all feels like pure magic, especially since hazel is sharing the moment with you!

• over time, hazel got more comfortable with kisses. the first time you two shared a kiss, she timidly brushed her lips against yours before rapidly withdrawing, her hands instinctively covering her face in embarrassment.

but as time went by and your relationship progressed, she soon began to relax and gain confidence, especially with you relaxing and guiding her through every step of the way. <33

PDA isn't really her thing, but when the two of you are in private, she WILL shower you with kisses on various parts of your body, including your forehead, cheeks, neck, lips, and anywhere else she can reach. i feel like she'd especially love kissing your nose. it's quite endearing to watch her stand on her toes to give you a sweet smooch if you're tall, or simply grab your face and plant a gentle kiss on your nose if you're shorter.

• hazel is doing her best to learn about your interests, but like many things in the today's world, it's a learning process for her. but your help makes her feel more at ease in this modern world. there is still a lot that hazel doesn't fully comprehend, so she values the historical insights you share with her.

• hazel's love languages are acts of service and gift giving. she loves the way your eyes light up when she pampers you. she's also so patient when she helps you with your sword-fighting!! she goes the extra mile to help you master any technique, training with you for hours on end just to see your smile. she patiently guides you through each step, offering advice and encouragement along the way. her joy comes from your progress and happiness.

• okay this is a small thing but she always lets you have the last bite!! whether you're dining out or sharing popcorn at the movies, hazel is always mindful of ensuring that you get the last bite/handful. <33

she's so cute omg.

jason grace

• i think most of us know how touch starved this man is, but he slowly eases into romantic gestures. after a long day of praetor duties, all he wants to do is melt in your arms as you whisper sweet nothings to him.

jason loovvees resting his forehead against yours. it just brings him a sense of comfort and solace, really just your presence itself makes him feel safe. <33

• jason grows to love hand-holding! it starts off with just linking pinkies, but progresses when you take his calloused palms into yours. from the second you two intertwine hands, he's hooked.

he doesn't really know how to initiate hand-holding, so he often makes excuses like, "here, let's compare hand sizes." or "aren't you cold? let me warm up your hands for you." and proceeds to take both of your hands in his without waiting for a response because he just can't ask upfront. :(( (don't worry, he gets over it as the relationship progresses.) his GRIP on your hand is so noticeable LMAO. it's like he's afraid you'll disappear if he lets go.

he most definitely places kisses on your hand. 🙏🙏🙏 i'm talking regency era jane austen style kisses to your fingertips or palm, looking away with a visible blush. <33

• hear me out, considering his expertise in combat, this man has gotta have some beefy arms okayyy?? like, it's hard not to stare at them. and once he rolls up his sleeves, it's all over FR.

he does it without thinking at first, whether it's tidying up his cabin, strategizing battle plans, or sometimes just mindlessly sighing and rolling up his sleeves when something's on his mind. but he starts to notice how your gaze lingers on his forearms a little too long to be considered "normal", and once he figures it all out, he's having a whole field day with it.

basically, he makes a point to show off his arms around you whenever he could. it drives you crazy, and guess what? he's well aware of it. you know this given that he'll occasionally flash one of his rare jason grace smiles, which later transitions into a grin with a slightly raised lip. 🙏🙏🙏

• he's such a gentleman fr. even little things like holding open doors for you even if it means waiting a few extra moments, offering his sweater when you're cold without hesitation, or fixing up a plate for you during dinner, he's always trying to make life a little easier for you. <33

frank zhang

• frank gives the best bear hugs! (both literally and figuratively.) in the early stages of a relationship, he may come across as a bit awkward. not because he doesn't want to initiate anything, but rather because he's a bit unsure of himself. he takes his time to get to know you and build trust before stepping up his game and expressing his love in more obvious ways. as time passes, he becomes more comfortable and eases into the relationship at a sweet and slow pace, making sure to respect your boundaries and wishes. :((

he loves holding you and making you feel loved, so cuddles aren't uncommon. he takes care to express his affection in a way that makes you feels comfortable and appreciated!! he's always asking you, "do you feel alright?" or "is this fine?" because what may be okay one day might not be okay the next.

typically, he prefers to be the big spoon, but he's is also happy being the little spoon, because he believes that vulnerability and intimacy go both ways in a relationship!!

• frank has the ability to shapeshift into tons of different animals, and he uses this to his advantage while cuddling with you!! imagine waking up to find a cuddly koala bear clinging onto you protectively one day, and then the next day, holding a sweet and adorable tea-cup sized labrador puppy in your hands. the cuddling possibilities are endless!!

• your decision to date frank despite any challenges along the way has had such an impact on his self-esteem. like, seriously!! every word of praise you offer him is treasured, and he adores being around you; in fact, he flourishes in your presence. your encouragement has really made a difference in his life. <33

• he love, love, LOVES holding your hand!! he seems to find every opportunity to intertwine his fingers with yours, and in moments of stress or anxiety, he'll often tap or lightly pull on your hand as if seeking reassurance because your touch brings him a sense of comfort and safety.

• considering that frank's height ranges from 6'3-6'6, you're probably shorter than him. and yeah, he definitely utilizes his height advantage around you.

he loves by approaching you from behind and embracing you, regardless of your own height, and another plus is that he can easily lean down for a kiss!!

his height is particularly convenient around high shelves or objects that may be out of your reach. his height also provides a sense of protection and security for you because he can easily shield you from any harm that may come your way!

overall, 10/10 would date again.

a/n

WHY DO MY FICS KEEP GETTING LONGER AND LONGER LMFAOO.

i wanted to keep this fic relatively short but omg i could not fit everything i wanted in one post. part 2 maybe??

i love writing hc's because they're a lot more casual but my next post will probably be a regular oneshot. :))

xx, val.

[imdead770]

— sorry i curved you (i'm not)∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° headcanons

how HoO boys reject a person who tries to flirt with them ft. apollo

who's here: leo valdez, percy jackson, frank zhang, jason grace & apollo / lester

warnings: well, it implies that the reader is female and language.

a/n: heyooo, its friday of headcanons yummy.

— leo valdez:

— leavin' my hot girlfriend for you?, hell nah.

He's speechless. yeah he is a flirtatious boy, yes, but when he is so in love with you, committed to you, literally nothing else exists. The moment another person tells him or hints at him, he will tell them a joke and is probably the one who takes a sip of a non-existent drink and then leaves laughing (like, out of pity).

— frank zhang:

— uhm, i'm taken, like... seriously taken.

Frank is sweet, we all know that, but when they make that kind of mistake, they're dead to him. At that moment he leaves without tell more, talking with themselves. Frank will probably be embarrassed but for him you are the only one and he thinks he is yours so bye.

— percy jackson:

— wha- what do you mean? brooooo, buu. shoo-shoo, or whatever. I'M MARRIEEEEED.

This man is literally loyalty walking. He would never let someone else in if they tried to flirt with him. For that he would have to realize that they are doing it and surely Percy is too distracted for that.

— jason grace:

— i have wife.

No more comments. That man already imagined you a entire life so If another person pounces on him, he is one of those who steps aside and lets the other person fall flat. Unapologetically, like: "You brought it on yourself for thinking that I'm going to move on from the love of my life"

— apollo / lester

— You would look better under a mountain than actin' shitty. I make a few calls and you could be.

Being Lester, he'll probably step back all blushing and walk away. He feels sorry for someone noticing him but in the end he knows that the only person who matters to him is you.

Being Apollo, he will surely do the same but without looking so pathetic. He leaves and laughs in denial like "ah ah, my lady is mine and I'm hers. I already swore it." Also, if they try again he will use them like his horses' shoes.

[imdead770]

"juno" -- various riordanverse

favorite sex positions of riordanverse men, mdni, characters are 18+ warnings: female reader, light swearing, piv, oral sex (female receiving), bondage in leo's, breeding kink in luke's stardew valley version here's a link to @xoxochb's post on the same topic--I encourage everyone to give it a read!

percy jackson

- this man would totally put you on a chair or set you on a counter so he can sink down onto his knees and feast on your pretty cunt. having you higher than him reduces his neck strain, and he's free to rub your clit or sink a few fingers into your pussy. everything kind of flows toward him in this position, and he loves it.

- when he's spooning you, sometimes he'll get a boner. and he's already in the perfect position to show you he's horny by sliding a hand downward and rubbing your clit. once you're wet enough, he'll slip his cock into you just like that. and he'll practically beg you to throw a leg back over his waist for a better angle and better access to your breasts and clit. percy's hands are always busy when he's fucking.

jason grace

- he likes a classic missionary. he wants to watch your face, to see everything he's doing to you. he particularly loves feeling your legs wrap around him to pull him closer, and he'll let out a little animalistic growl if you scratch his back. it also gives him free access to your breasts and clit. in the heat of the moment, he might throw your legs over his shoulders to really get on top of you.

- jason's a strong dude. and I don't think he's a hard dom, but he likes carrying you in the air during sex. it's not so much he likes to manhandle you, but he likes knowing he's strong and can protect you. his actions are completely different than his words, though; he'll whisper the sweetest things into your ear as he pounds you. he'll just pick you up while he's standing and hold you in the air, your arms around his neck and his big hands on your ass as he moves you up and down his cock. there has to be an actual name for this position, I just don't know it.

leo valdez

- I don't know if there's a name for this, but eating you out with your hips raised on a pillow. it's basic, but efficient. not a lot of neck strain, which is good for leo; he probably spends hours looking down at things he's building and he definitely has his fair share of neck and back pain. he would highkey love to just spend hours in this position pleasuring you. the man has ungodly hands too. they're always curling and prodding the right places. he'll make sure you cum at least once from his mouth and hands before he even thinks about fucking you for real.

- something kinky. leo would create the best restraints and sex toys. he's not a hard dom per se, but he loves tying you up in fun positions like a pretzel in midair and just teasing you about how helpless you are. it makes him feel really proud, and he loves getting creative to see how he can spice up your sex life.

luke castellan

- he's a sucker for doggy style. his cock can reach really deep in this position, and he loves watching what it does to you. he'll give you a harsh slap on your ass occasionally too. if he's really into it, he'll grab you by your arms and pull you up against his chest so he can fondle your breasts and suck on your neck. he'll reach down to rub your clit too, to further drive you over the edge.

- mating press. the man has a breeding kink, it's simple as that. if you're flexible enough, he'll completely bend you in half and hover over you as he slams his cock into you. it reaches super deep this way, which you both love. he might even kneel and pull you onto his lap if you're much shorter than him. and he keeps eye contact the whole time; he knows how much it messes with your brain and turns you into a little mess.

[imdead770]

thinking about the small ways the pjo boys instinctively show their love for you..

the way percy jackson's sword fighting naturally slows to a hesitant crawl whenever he's sparring with you. his once swift and fluid motions seem to falter, as if he's unsure of how much force to use. his sword moves in hesitant, awkward jabs, accompanied by a small, sheepish smile that seems to say, "i don't want to hurt you, but i also don't want to lose."

the way jason grace covers the sharp corner of the table when you reach under to get something, ensuring that your head wouldn't accidentally collide with the unforgiving edge. you feel the warmth of his hand hovering just inches above your head, and the faint smile on his lips reveals his satisfaction in keeping you safe. he's a protector, that one.

the way leo valdez taps three times on the dinner table whenever he wants to catch your attention. perhaps it's his way of saying, 'i'm thinking of you.' or, i can't wait to see you after this.' you're never quite certain of the exact meaning, but regardless, you often find yourself twirling your daggers three times before going into battle, a sweet tribute to leo.

the way luke castellan's lip twitches ever so slightly every time you enter into the room. it's a subtle movement, almost imperceptible, but you're certain it's there by the way he catches your eye, and tilts his head to the door, a silent invitation for you to join him.

[imdead770]

why i keep twitter

[imdead770]

Sucker For You

Warnings: monster fucking, tentacles, PIV (? kinda?) sex, MDNI, DVP, clit and nipple play.

Long awaited tentacle smut! Enjoy monster lovers!

You moan softly, trying to fight against the restraints curled firmly around your wrists and upper thighs but the more you try, the more futile it seems. Smooth, pink appendages snake their way down to your panties, the last scrap of fabric left on your body, and begin to pull them down, while the others that had been supporting your torso gently caress your heated skin, feeling delightfully cool and silky, forming twists around your puffy nipples and tickling your neck and lower back. 

In retrospect, it’s your fault you were in this situation in the first place but you hadn’t been able to control yourself. The perfectly formed black sphere sitting in a box on the coffee table had been calling to you like a siren song from the moment Suguru had brought it home. He had strict instructions to not ingest this one as it needed to go to the higher-ups and he had warned you to not touch the sphere which would break the seal and release the curse that he had worked so hard to contain.

Well cat’s out of the bag, and curiosity most definitely killed the cat in this case. 

The tentacle curse released from the sphere enticingly rubs a moist limb between your legs, creating smooth friction against your now bare pussy, your panties having been dropped to the floor a moment ago. Initially, you had tried to fight it, worried that it was after your life but the curse had made it apparent it had other things in mind. Upon attaining freedom from its spherical prison, it apprehended you effortlessly before scooping you up almost gently and undressing you like a Barbie doll. 

You had braced yourself to be hit with cursed energy but it never came, the tentacles becoming more and more occupied with the various parts of your body, like your ears, touching them the way a lover would causing heat to pool into them and turn them red. And your mouth, which it experimentally pushed a tentacle tip into and you were surprised at the lack of taste from it as you sucked it, and of course, your pussy, which was now swollen from the attention, clit engorged from the soft touches it was receiving.

You were pretty much helpless to do otherwise; the tentacles were supporting you in a way that wasn’t uncomfortable and as it ran one long limb teasingly between your sopping folds, the others worked in tandem to move you back and forth along the length, essentially mimicking the grinding motion you performed on Suguru’s cock to get your juices all over him. The tentacles themselves were surprisingly warm and lubricated with a strange watery substance that served to only make the movements smoother and, to your unexpected shock, pleasurable. 

Your brain was in a state of conflict, one side arguing this was a cursed spirit that you needed to contain, and the other, the hedonistic side, whispering to you that it was all right and that it wasn’t hurting you after all. In fact, the cursed spirit was doing a wonderful job of keeping you on your toes, the various tentacles allowing it to pleasure you in multiple places all at once. The ones tightening around your nipples now pull back and the undersides, full of suckers, begin to latch onto the hardened buds and mimic a human mouth, suckling and providing delicious pressure to the nubs.

As they rock you back and forth along the wet thickness between your legs, you feel the suction on your nipples being echoed in your clit, your pussy embarrassingly slick and aroused, clenching desperately for something to fill it. 

Just as you think you could fall no further, the appendage pleasuring your pussy begins to turn, revealing a long line of suckers. It adjusts you so that the sucker on the very tip is on your clit then you gasp, the tentacle in your mouth muffling the noise as it latches on, gives a very pleasant suck, and letting go before it slides you down to the next one, repeating the motion and continuing. It was like a strange game of musical chairs, each sucker taking its time to provide pressure on your clit before moving on to the next one. You’re lost in a haze of sexual need, not even bothered to think about when this pleasurable assault might end. The tentacle was too long to gauge and the suckers kept growing wider as you were moved closer towards the body of the monster, covering more of your clit and sensitive folds with each passing suck. You allow it to drag you along, panting and trying to buck against the reactions felt in your pussy. 

A small stab of fear fills you as the curse suddenly lifts you up by your arms, then wriggle in shock as a thicker tentacle teases your wet hole. The limb pleasuring your clit pauses, sucker firmly pulsing on the tender bud as the other tentacle pushes in. You groan, body convulsing at the intrusion, marveling at the way it fills and stretches you before the tentacle snug in your pussy begins to fuck you, the upward thrusting motions causing your tits to bounce, then with a croak of shocked delight, you find yourself continuing to be dragged along the length of the other one, each individual sucker back at work on your clit. 

Your voice keens as it continues to fuck you, the appendage inside you reaching your cervix and then just when you think it can’t get any better, another tentacle, much slimmer, joins the thicker one, sliding effortlessly into your wet pussy and staying focused on your gspot. 

Stars erupt in front of your eyes at the unbelievable pleasure that’s coursing through your body right now. The double pussy penetration. The suckers on your nipples. The suckers on your clit. Your being shakes, feeling every muscle in your body tense and waiting on a release that was building ever so slowly. Your mind is a mess now. Was this a curse? It didn’t feel like one. The warm lubrication exuding from the tentacle was now all over your body, glistening like oil on your skin, dripping fat droplets from your cunt, suspended above the floor. 

Your pussy clenches in need then with a moan that almost came out as a feral cry, you feel an intense orgasm grip your pussy, the explosive waves of pleasure radiating from your core into every fiber of your being, feeling the tentacles pulse in response, the suckers spasmodically pulsing curiously all over you, inside you as you ride out every last drop of satisfaction.

A familiar feeling fills your sloppy hole and you look down to see slippery globs of clear, watery fluid dripping from your cunt. As the curse withdraws from you, you feel the absence keenly, your stretched-out pussy still doing the occasional clench from a forgotten pulse of pleasure. The tentacles lay you down gently onto the sofa and retreat back into the orb, and you stare at it in disbelief. Was that all? Would it start up again if you touched it?

When Suguru finally returns home a few hours later, he’s perplexed to find you naked and covered in watery fluid and laying supine on the sofa, a faraway look in your eyes. He calls your name and you turn to look at him.

“Do you really have to give it back?”

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