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"𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠" | 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬
summary: as you sit bored in a supermarket with Carl, you both find a written porno and decide to recite it while dying laughing
carl grimes x fem!reader
cw: suggestive talk, reference to sex, just fluff!!
request: Can you maybe do a one shot of Carl and reader reading a porno they found on a run and making fun of it or smting (this is my first time requesting something omgurrr)
"don't stop!" you cry out, grinning ear to ear as the flimsy paper rolls off your fingers and onto the slippery floor of the empty supermarket as you bark out laughing
"no- no! it's my turn!" Carl cries out as he reaches for the shiny magazine that's now flung to a different page
you slid down the counter of the checkout where you both are hiding away, well, were hiding away before a porno fell out from the cabinet, most likely from a really bored worker.
Carl flips the pages before landing and scanning through the page you were on, trying to find the place you left off
"ok..umm...oh! you're gonna take everything I give you!" his cheeks blow up with air as he tries to contain his laugh but just ends up laughing harder
"give me that!" you snatch it away from him, clearing your throat as you search for the actress in you
"yes! um.." you look back at the page
"da-...daddy?" your face scrunches up in disgust as carls face goes pale before falling back on the tile, dying as you stare at the words
"who says that?" you ask Carl but he is too busy laughing to tell you
"people- who um-" he chokes a laugh "are into that I guess"
your lip twist in disgust as you turn the page to continue
"uh- UHAAA!" you toss the magazine at him as he jumps back at your reaction
"what? what?" he crawls over to you as you fling your hand in the air
"there are stains on that page" you almost gag as your finger grazed the page and now you want nothing to do with it
"UGH EW!" Carl lunges back from you like you're infected and you look at him betrayed
"I didn't touch it!"
"then why is your hand above your head like you did?" his blue eye squints at you with fake distrust while he has playfulness oozing from all around, you grin as you position yourself to run
"fine then!" you leap and try to spread the infected hand onto him but he runs away, you chase in through isles as he tosses back empty cereal boxes and whatever he can to keep you away from him
"get away from me!" he shrills and you just laugh manically
"what are you two doing?" a gruff voice yells out behind you and you both stop dead in your tracks before turning to see Rick
"um..." you peep
"scavenging?" Carl tries and you snort a laugh and Rick snaps his glare at you
"In the car. both of you."
an: ahh happy one-year of my account guys! i LOVED this request! its always fun to do fluff <33 thank you so much! <3
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Can we get y/n as a total book worm and Harry just finding it so adorable, like no matter what she’s doing she always has a book in her hands. Cooking, has a book. Backstage, reading a book. At a cafe for breakfast, reading a book.
Ofc you don’t have tot do this idea, it’s just an idea
here it is !! one of my favorite tropes i’ve done coming to tumblr <3
MASTERLIST | MY PATREON
coffeeandbookss - yn’s bookstagram
yourinstagram- yn’s personal insta
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coffeeandbookss Now reading: My policeman by Bethan Roberts ! In 1957, we meet Marion, a young woman hopelessly in love with Tom, her best friend’s brother. Tom — training to become a policeman — returns her affections, but holds a secret of his own. Will let you know my full review once done ! 💙
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bookfan1 just added it to my list !
bookfan2 i love everything you recommend
bookfan3 started it this week !
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harryupdates Harry just followed this account on instagram !
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harryfan1 harry on his bookstagram era
harryfan2 AHH ONE OF MY FAVE BOOK CREATORS
harryfan3 she’s so pretty also
harryfan4 IM SUBSCRIBED TO HER YOUTUBE CHANNEL shes soooo good
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yourinstagram um harry styles follows mt bookstagram?? am i dreaming?
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yoursister YOU LUCKY BITCH
gemmastyles I’d love to think I’m responsible for that, I kept talking about your account 🫣
↳ yourinstagram love you gem thanks for your constant support 💓
username1 you’re the best out there
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harryupdates Harry in London today ! He carried this book with himself
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harryfan1 he’s really in his books era
harryfan2 i started that book the other week omg
harryfan3 omw to buy it
harryfan4 my favorite booktuber just recommended this omg
DMS BETWEEN HARRY AND YN
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harryupdates Harry having dinner tonight !
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harryfan1 OHHH
harryfan2 is that a DATE
harryfan3 boyfriendrry?
harryfan4 respect his privacy
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yourinstagram happy days :)
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harryfan1 um why did harry like?
gemmastyles my babies 🥹
↳ harryfan2 hello are we missing something
harrystyles ❤️
↳ harryfan2 HELLO?
harryfan4 i’m so confused right now
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tmz_tv Seems like Harry Styles got a new girl. More of his beach outing at the link in our bio 👀
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harryfan1 wtffff
harryfan2 WHO IS THAT
harryfan3 man i hate tmz
harryfan4 FIND OUT WHO THE GIRL IS RIGHT NOW
↳ harryfan1 i think their privacy was disturbed enough already
↳ harryfan2 yeah we’re shouldn’t snoop around trying to dig personal information of whoever the girl with him is
harryfan6 sucks as hell that they took these without their consent but i can’t help but be all 🥲🥲 over the fact that they’re reading together
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theharrytea okay yall so i was watching yn’s latest video because of all the rumors going around her and harry (yk he followed her and commented on her posts and harry has been seen with someone we don’t know yet) AND i swear to god i heard his voice around min 7 😭 you could clearly hear that someone opens the door and a faint “sorry” I KNOW MY MAN’S VOICE AND THAT WAS HIS
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harryfan1 OH
harryfan2 omfg i can hear it now
harryfan3 y’all are tripping at this point
harryfan4 delulu
harryfan5 idk if any of this is true but they would make a cute couple like they would ready to each other and stuff :(
YN VIA INSTAGRAM STORIES
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coffeeandbookss This week’s recommendation is presented by my brand new reading partner ! Love is a Mixtape is a soulful book, written as a way of understanding not only love and loss, but also the way music is can get us through those happy or sad times ! Full review this weekend 🤍
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bookfan1 IS THAT HARRY STYLES ??
annetwist ❤️❤️
harryfan1 HARRYYYYY
harryfan2 THEY ARE SOOO DATING
harrystyles It is my pleasure to be featured x
↳ harryfan3 OMFG THEY FR ARE DATING
gemmastyles 🥹
harryfan4 I MEAN we kinda already knew it was her who has seen kissing harry BUT I LOVE THIS HARD LAUNCH
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harrystyles She’s got a book for every situation x
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harryfan1 AHHH IS THIS YN
jefezoff 🙌🏻🙌🏻
harryfan2 LOVE ME A HARD LAUNCH
gemmastyles ❤️
harryfan3 harry is not single anymore omfg
yourinstagram 🥹💓
harryfan4 COUPLE OF THE YEAR
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harryismysun Worth the shot
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harryfan1 PLEASEEEEE
harryfan2 you're so funny
harryfan3 i love this fandom
yourinstagram 😂😂 I can confirm this is how it all went down
↳ harryfan1 I LOVE HER
↳ harryfan2 she's the best
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after the gig — rvstw
a series of posts after the events of the gig
a/n absolutely no face for roo only her bandmates :)
THE KANGAROO(KIE) VS THE WORLD
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texcessive this is our band btw
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te1enovia KIMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII LUCYYYYYYYYYY and... reg i guess
landonorris te1enovia who?? turned the iceman into a car
mclarenovia landonorris he went from driving one to being one thats so cool
landonorris mclarenovia you know what i mean
mclarenovia landonorris OH MY GODKAHAJSG LANDO
atticusingh cool i get to be lucy
leclercprix WHAT IS THIS *WHO* IS THIS
h44milton isnt that constable reggie??????
landovfx h44milton troy barnes????
webbsonsos landovfx roo’s cat 😭😭😭😭
schupastry not surprised if roo has a band she’s been keeping away
50kidgaroos ROCKSTAR ROO ERA???
te1enovia 50kidgaroos im always in my rockstar era wdym
50kidgaroos te1enovia OMGEKSHSKSH HI PRETTY
fernandoalo_oficial Is this your coming out?
icekkonens fernandoalo_oficial HELPJAGAJ does he know smthn we dont
strollonso18 icekkonens its nando, he knows everything we dont
formulasos fernandoalo_oficial TELL US WHAT U KNOW OLD MAN
daisymaerose fernandoalo_oficial 💀💀
aepsainz daisymaerose a comment so baffling it brought daisy-mae to life
alex_albon hi! new fan here!
texcessive alex_albon fuck off
alex_albon texcessive :(
vershtaaphan FROM THE BAND ACCOUNT TOO BYEKAGAJ
georgerussell63 like you way better with the pink hair
sunnyodas georgerussell63 WHAT
50kidgaroos georgerussell63 YEAH WHAT
landoscarlovebot georgerussell63 AMERICA EXPLAINNNN
sixteenparx georgerussell63 PICS OR IT DIDNT HAPPEN
texcessive georgerussell63 narc -u know who this is
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daisymaerose :)
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50kidgaroos SHE IS BACKKKKK
50kidgaroos hi omg
selvnika *clears throat*
daisymaerose selvnika thank u for the pictures nika :)
selvnika daisymaerose yre so welcome
te1enovia DAISYYYYY MAEEEEE ROOOOSEEE
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siriuslyricciardo new fan, who dis?
sargeanthood siriuslyricciardo te1enovia’s childhood best friend (still is)
siriuslyricciardo sargeanthood ahh alright thank you!
texcessive <33
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te1enovia great now stop asking
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alex_albon im sorry but who is diving headfirst behind those drums?
te1enovia alex_albon atticus... he dropped his drumsticks
atticusingh te1enovia thanks a lot btw
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danielricciardo are you just incapable of being uncool like its a disease to you
te1enovia danielricciardo yes
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digest your feelings pt.11 (finale) (satosugu x reader)
previous masterlist END
warnings: none, just fluff. and a sign off from a whale at the end
“Why… Do you even like me?” The night breeze gently brushes your face, your eyes staring up at the night sky above you.
A sight you haven’t seen in so long. Despite being out of the prison of your mind, you still shackle yourself to it.
“Like I said,” The botamochi that had initially been pressed against your lips leaves. “Liking you doesn’t need a reason.” Satoru is frowning as he leans down closer to you, arms folding over your torso as he wraps himself around you from behind, your front pressed against the railing of the balcony.
“You sure you don’t want a piece? The kids are gonna finish it off before you can even blink.”
(And you need to eat more.)
A strangely serene night despite everything that had happened today. The kids asleep within their parents’ master bedroom, yourself sneaking off soon after you ensured all of them were meant to be fast asleep, passed out.
(You didn’t account for how the men would be monitoring your every move. That’s how you’re here— Satoru right by your side as Suguru prepares some tea inside.)
Your newly acquired scar doesn’t burn, doesn’t hurt. Doesn’t feel like much. Not compared to what you feel inside.
You ignore his question, resolve growing inside you as you grit your teeth and spit out your vile thoughts.
“I— I have no idea what to do in this life.” You’re unsure, unable to make decisions. You don’t deserve to be standing here with them. You think your revival was a mistake.
He keeps quiet, but his arms are tightening up, his body pressing itself closer to you as you feel his chin rest upon your head. He’s listening.
The railing never looked more interesting compared to the cloudless night sky.
“I don’t have any direction other than being a jujutsu sorcerer. I know I have to save— Others. Because I can. Because I’m one of the ones capable of doing that—“
But you can’t even do that well.
You’re so lost. You don’t know where to go, what to do. Who are you, even? Is that all you are? A jujutsu sorcerer.
Exactly what are you getting at, spouting all this nonsense? What is compelling you to speak so freely, so nonsensically?
“What if you find me… boring? What if after—“ You pause to suck in a breath as your voice dies into a whisper, realization dripping into your tone as you listen to yourself. “What if after a while you get tired of me and want to get rid of me…? I-I’m not—“ Suguru. Not Satoru. You’re neither of them. Neither of these perfect pieces of a whole.
He opens his mouth to reply, but you shut him out, cut him off.
“What if you don’t like who I really am?”
Ahh— Rattling off about your insecurities, those creeping little thoughts about yourself in efforts to make yourself less attractive. Less appealing to him. What were you aiming for? Satoru kicking you out and asking you to leave? Him saying he never really liked you? Him admitting that he’s only doing this out of pity? Maybe you really were better off dead.
You hear a huff of exasperation from above you, feel his body dropping even more of his weight onto you as you blank out silently, letting him simply hold you.
Maybe this will be the last time. Maybe he finally realizes you aren’t what he imagined you to be. You were gone for— How long? Nevertheless, it should be long enough for them to conjure an image of ‘you’.
Meeting expectations were never your strongpoint.
There’s a hum from him, his fingers tapping against the fabric of the shirt Suguru had gotten out of the closet for you to wear. One of theirs.
“You think too much.”
He’s thankful, really. That you’re starting to talk. To start speaking your mind more. But what exactly can he do to make you realise what he has been learning, knowing for years?
There’s a beat. Before he whirls you around to face him, to face those blue eyes that you’ve been denied of seeing. His forehead is pressed against yours in intimate proximity, soft skin against your own as the shadows of your surroundings highlighted the crystalline jewels meeting yours.
“I wish you could see yourself the way I do, you know? You’re so dumb sometimes.”
…is he insulting you? You can’t tell, not when the shine of his lips catch your attention, the pull, lull of his intrinsic charm that your heart jumps up at.
He’s cute. And he notices your charmed gaze.
(Too soon. He doesn’t want to scare you away again.)
“By the way!” His arm is holding you close just as he wills himself to pull away from you, separating yourselves before he unforgivingly escalates the situation. Your eyes meet with your own reflection staring back at you from… A cellphone lacking the usual buttons you were used to.
“Gonna show Utahime your pretty face!” His cheek is squished against yours as you blink up at the modern item.
…where’s the honourifics? Where is the ‘senpai’ at the end…?
“She’s soooo gonna freak when she finds out you came back to life after 6 years.”
You nearly choke on the air you just breathed in, in time with the sliding of the balcony door, Shoko dressed down in casual clothing and carrying a large bag with her.
“Hi.” It’s almost excited, the undertone of giddy happiness masked by her cool exterior, a hand on her hip as she watches Gojo snap more and more shots of yourself and him. Together. “Suguru let me in. I wanted to see you— Again.”
Her smile is radiant. Her eyebags a little lighter. “I brought you undergarments. And a few necessities. I don’t trust them.” Her face reveals her excitement, her relaxed posture, hee brimming gait. You just don’t understand how long it has been since she could confidently pick up an item and think of you you you.
(You’d be blushing up a storm if she had seen the sheer amount of clothing presented to you after you had stepped out the bath.)
“Huhhhhh?” Gojo’s leaning against you, pulling you closer to him as his hands spider across your upper back protectively, his smugness radiating off of him in waves. “You haven’t seen the collection Suguru and I bought then! It’s wayyyy better than whatever you have—!”
“Satoru… Be a gentleman.” Suguru appears, a tray of tea held within his hands as he appears, blankets tucked onto his arm as Shoko politely takes a cup of tea.
(Anyone would need it after having to stand within 2 metres of Gojo Satoru.)
“Suguru…” You can hear him intake a sharp breath at the mention of his name from your lips. The tray clanking down onto the nearby glass surface of a miniature table, Gojo gently pushing you forward and near the warmth of Geto, ensuring to not expose your skin to the night before he departs to sip at the sugary abomination created by his beloved. (Specially made just to cater to his tastes.)
“It’s wonderful that you’re— Saying my name.” The flutters in his heart refuse to still. “Though, I’d appreciate it if it weren’t with such dejection.”He stares into your eyes, adjusting the blanket as it flutters around you to keep you warm, the quiet banter between Shoko and Satoru filling your ears as his gaze holds you, slowly, patiently watching you try to find every word that you want.
“I’m just…” Your eyes blank out as your fingers start to dig themselves into your palms, the chill of insecurity, alarm and hopelessness about your own self coming to haunt you.
(The cold night already feels warm in all three of their presence… And yet—)
But you can be honest, right? They’d want you to be.
“In a hurry to be a bit more useful.” You whisper it, unsure and cracked, like you were going to cry, going to break.
“It’s okay,” His hand is upon your cheek, caressing and nurturing. He’s happy to see the colour, feel the sheer life once again. It almost feels like he’s still dreaming as he touches warm skin, tastes the energy that radiates from your body, hears your heart pumping vitality into what was once a mere corpse.
It’s an ephemeral feeling, overridden by the affection and love his soul held, reflected in his his soft eyes and softer tone. “You don’t have to rush back into being part of that—“ His mind flashes to the civilia— No, monkeys that surrounded your corpse, the higher-ups that failed you, failed him. Failed this family of his.
This family that he and Satoru clawed and massacred through to keep.
“World.” The words are said with an edge to them, a bit of malice, hatred and calmed anger.
You don’t need to go back at all, honestly. Just stay here— Forever.
“But I—“ Feel like you’re useless. Feel like you’re imposing. Feel like you’re worthless.
“How about this?” Gojo’s hugging himself around all of you, dragging Shoko along with him as he takes the spotlight, Shoko layering on her own provided blanket onto you as you feel the lanky deathgrip clasping, dragging all three of you into him.
“Stay home for a while and get used to life!”
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“Satoru.” Suguru’s voice is soft, the way the man’s name melts off of his tongue so sweet it makes even you gush. “I have to make breakfast. Let go.”
Their sofa is surprisingly soft, comfortable and very pleasant to sleep on. Shoko making herself at home by taking up the entirety of the armchair nearby as she stays fast asleep, much alike the snoring Gojo holding onto both yourself and Geto, his arms stretching both under and over your bodies respectively as you stayed stuck in the middle between them.
“Nghh— Mm…” He’s ineligible in his slumber, unrelenting and letting his head bury impossibly deeper into the crook of your neck and feeling your skin with his own, a chuckling Suguru right by your ear as he feels the tightening of the honoured one’s arm around his waist.
He’s the first to notice that you’re awake, smiling at you as he continued to lay on his side. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
You don’t have the heart to tell him that it was a bit suffocating to have both of them clinging onto you for the entirety of the night.
“Good morning… It was comfortable.” You try not to shift— Stutter in your words as you feel lips mumbling incoherent sentences into the sensitive skin of your neck, Suguru’s hand stroking your hair back as you remain still.
“I’m glad to hear it.” The smile in his eyes is absolutely gorgeous to see, the shine of purple in the morning glow, akin to the beautiful glows of an evening dusk that begets the stuttering of your heartbeat.
“Hah! I knew they’d be here!” It’s not long before you feel weights basically pounce onto the trio of you huddled together, Suguru absorbing most of the blow due to basically having his body draped over you, Satoru finally stirring as he feels the pounding at his navel.
“Wake up, wake up!” Nanako’s voice is loud, hee energy rampant as she jumps up and down on Suguru, stirring everyone awake as Mimiko cuddles up to you, crawling underneath your blanket and onto you with her stuffed animal. Megumi isn’t far behind, choosing to sit down at the foot of the couch and stare as Tsumiki is vigorously shaking Satoru awake.
“It’s morning!!!”
(“Good god… 5 minutes more…” Shoko is hiding herself underneath her own blanket as Megumi stares at her.
“Didn’t you tell us that monsters will come get us if we don’t wake up on time?”
She has no heart to tell them that the ‘monsters’ was just Suguru’s calm anger if he ever found out she let the kids be late for school.)
——
You stare proudly at the perfectly cut out, perfectly browned and perfectly spread slices of cute toasts shaped into adorable little bears.
“Wooooahh…!” Tsumiki is the one whose beside you, ever the responsible one to help out for breakfast as she eyes the cute creations.
“You’re so amazing, Mama!” Her eyes shine with excitement as her brown hair draped and swung about around her face. Excited jumping in place as she continued to admire your work.
(You’ve always wanted to try this back when Shoko showed you some in a food magazine back then. And Tsumiki staring at pictures of it whilst concentrating hard on the bread pushed you to help.)
Despite the lack of a toaster, you managed to make the perfect slices with a skillet. The proud surge of pride fills yourself momentarily. Though, the crackling of the burnt slices not far away from the little experimenting make it hard to revel in your accomplishment.
“Now what do we do with the bad ones, Mama?” She’s caught your gaze, staring at them, poking the pieces she had unfortunately burnt in efforts to make the perfect breakfast for her family. “I’m sorry for messing up so much…”
Oh. You’re definitely not going to let her think that. The little faces of the cartoonish, almost burnt to black, bears sear your hand lightly as you pick up a slice.
“Don’t worry— I like my bread with a little… Crisp.” You’re still smiling, holding a slice in your hand as your hand is upon her head, stroking comfortingly.
Carcinogenic or not, it is a small price to pay to see her happy.
“Are you sure?” She’s looking worried, guilty even as she looks up at you.
“I’m sure.” Without a moment’s more of hesitation, you bite down.
You chew the burnt crusts, the crunch of the toast and crumbling of the ash feels bitter, hot on your tongue as you fight back a grimace. It leaves with a lingering burn as you swallow, tottering down your throat in incinerated lumps.
“See? I like it…!” You’re still smiling, patting her on the head. “I think that for your first try, you did very well, darling.”
Edible, but definitely not the most palatable. It’d be a waste to let it all go to the trash though, since it was her hard work. Your eyes narrow, squinting at the aftertaste of the creation as you turn around to reach for the jam to trick your tastebuds to intake the burnt mess of a breakfast.
“I’ll polish it off in no time with a little jam, so don’t worry and—“
Only for your front to be face to face with a sturdy chest that even you were too stunned to react to the sheer sight of.
“Satoru, that isn’t sweet…!” Your hands are dragging him down by the shoulders, voice tuckered into a whisper as you try to snatch it away before his reaction could possibly blow out of proportion. Yet, his broad form, despite easily allowing you to drag him down closer to you to reach for the burnt bread crusts, his hand holds it up high in the air as he continues to chew, completely dodging your attempts.
He doesn’t even respond, a hand going around your waist to keep your front pressed against his as he continues to stuff his face with the failed creations, slowly but surely packing it into his cheeks and having the gall to even contentedly hum as you struggle and fight against him, flashing a grin towards the confused Tsumiki with your hand on one of his shoulders as you press down, trying your best before you give in, stopping entirely.
You lose, of course. He’s the great Gojo Satoru. “Mmm… Could use a little jam, sweethearts.”
Tsumiki’s eyes are lighting up. “Is it really good? I wanna try too!”
The plate is confiscated by your own hands before she could try. “I-I think you should go help Papa get the others ready for school, and make sure they have breakfast on time, okay??” You’re trying to hide your panic, break free of Gojo’s embrace as you try to keep her from her creation.
“Well—“ She thinks momentarily. “Okay then!” She’s skipping off. “Papa, Gumi, Nana, Mimi! Breakfast is ready! Mama and I made the best breakfast ever!”
You let out a sigh of relief, placing down the plate and practically going limp in his hold as your face is planted onto his pecs out of sheer ease from the situation, not even registering the fact that you’re pressed up against his half-naked form.
“You did good, ya know?” He’s smiling down at you. “Don’t think I would’ve done that well.”
You’d make a great mother.
“You’re good at anything you try, Satoru.” Your hands come up to cup his face, gently thumbing off the tiny remnants of the crusts near his lips.
“Now let me go so I can plate the eggs.”
“Nope!” He’s popping the ‘p’, tightening his grip. “Not until I get my fill of you!”
(“Auntie Shoko… Don’t you hate sweet things?” Nanako is staring up at the lady as she chews on one of the cute toasts with strawberry jam spread.
“I do.” Shoko mumbles with a mouthful of toast in her mouth as a light smile encompasses her expression. “But I think they’re growing on me again.”)
——
“Are those new?” He nods, eyes fully concentrated on the strings of his shoelaces, his small fingers holding onto the aglets and doing his best to knot the fabric.
He’s 9, for god’s sake. And about to be extremely embarrassed if he can’t tie them in front of you.
(Nanako and Mimiko still use velcro, but you can’t blame him for how he thought Tsumiki was cool for being the only one with the tie-up ones. Like a grown-up.)
You watch him as he slowly tied the laces, failing and retrying. You want to commend him for not giving up… Yet, want to help.
You sit right next to him, taking a pair of sneakers that seemingly belong to Satoru… Maybe Suguru? No matter. You put them on, slowly doing the laces with careful precision, doing each motion as a slow example.
Megumi watches intently.
“I thought you weren’t going out.”
“No. Stay home and rest. I’ll be back after dropping them off, okay?”
“You can come with us tomorrow.”
Seriously. Nothing can escape this child.
“I’m—“ You sigh. “I’m not. I just wanted to help you out without— You thinking I’m annoying.”
He remains quiet after listening to your words. “…they never taught me how. So I— Don’t know. And I don’t want to bother my sister.” It’s his whispered admittance, gaze avoidant and shy. Still trying so hard to be independent, trying to show that he’s strong.
You’re both left alone as the kids totter about Suguru and Satoru in the kitchen, who are trying to pack their lunches.
“I can teach you.”
“…thanks.”
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“See you all later then.” You lean down, pressing a kiss against Nanako’s forehead, the girl squealing as she hugs you back as a response.
Mimiko’s next, tucking into herself as she feels the peck on her forehead, a happy flush across her cheeks as she hugs her plush close. “And for her too!” She’s holding it up to your face as you giggle and give one to her friend too.
Tsumiki takes her time, letting you fuss over her a little and tuck her bangs in. “I like having them hang over like this though!” Okay, okay. You relent, letting her have it as you kiss her cheek. “Thank you, Mama!” She’s giggling. She thinks she won’t ever be too old to receive affection like this.
Megumi’s eyes are shifting all around, his steps nervous and almost embarrassed as he’s last in line. “I didn’t expect you to want one.” The blush on his face is furious and almost angry. “Just… Hurry up with it…!” He looks like he wants to burst, to explode where he stood. You relent and press a kiss to his nose, patting your hands onto the soft fluff of his hair when you’re done.
(He runs out the door soon after. So cute.)
You blink.
“Satoru…? What are you doing?” He’s right before you, squatting down and holding his knees, making himself seem small as he comes face to face with you.
He’s humming, eyes hidden behind his sunglasses as those endless black reflect your face onto them. “Waiting for my kiss?” It’s said with a tone of expectancy, almost as if it was common sense.
“…what?” You’re stunned as you stare back at him. A moment passes, and another beat.
He’s being serious. Well— Okay, you suppose. You lean forwards but stop yourself. You do love him… And legally married so… You press a chaste kiss to the corner of his lips, the surprise that overtakes him is more than welcome when you pull away to see a stark red Satoru that falls over backwards, a hand over his mouth, sunglasses flying off his face to reveal lovesick, puppylike blue.
Suguru appears almost instantaneously.
“My turn?”
You want to die of embarrassment.
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“And then and then—!” Mimiko’s splaying herself out on your lap as she stares up at you. “Gumi took back my doll from the boy! And punched him straight in the face like Daddy does to the bad guys!”
Tsumiki’s right next to you, staring down a kneeling Megumi and Nanako before you as they bowed their heads in shame.
They both got into a fight at school with a group of boys after they tried to snatch Mimiko’s plush toy away.
(The surprising thing is that they won. You can’t help but feel a little proud about that. At the same time, you can’t believe you have to resolve this whilst Suguru and Satoru are having a parent conference with the whole group’s parents.)
“You both had good intentions— And I’m proud of you for defending your sister… But,” You harden your expression slightly. “You shouldn’t beat up a whole group of kids that badly.���
“…that it?” Megumi’s indignant, looking up at you from his kneeled position on the floor, bruises and bandages applied by you on his skin as Nanako stares up at you with guilty puppy eyes.
(Nanako has close to 0 injuries on her. Megumi made sure to take most of the blows.)
“Yea. But— No fighting anyone if—“ You look over at Tsumiki. “If you get injured like this. Don’t get into fights, stop them. Okay?”
They two guilty parties nod their heads.
“But if that doesn’t work still… You can beat them up.”
previous masterlist END
KOFI epilogue
Notes:
Megumi sometimes wake up in the middle of the night. To aid with this problem of his, he totters along to the master bedroom, clambering over either Gojo or Geto to reach you. He sits on your chest, shaking you awake until you stir.
Then, he proceeds to climb off, grabbing your hand on his way down to the foot of the bed as he leads a groggy you to his bedroom, where you should sleep with him instead.
Sometimes it doesn’t work because either or both of the men are entangling you inbetween their stupidly heavy, muscly and long arms and legs. That, or the twins or maybe even Tsumiki herself have already made themselves apparent, sleeping atop or close to your form beside their father figures. (Megumi admits defeat in these cases and joins the large pile.)
nvy’s aftertalk:
did i scare u when i said sign off? haha, first iPhone came out in 2007 btw
nvy, what’s in the works now that dyf is done?
well ig i’m gg to finish writing the epilogue first, then all the other drafts i have. some are dyf related, some are not. if i take a particular liking to specific aus, they’re turning into my next series haha (dw, most are satosugu focused)
thank you for reading all the way here. i appreciate it. it’s been a long journey for myself and for my writing, and i’m surprised at ppl actually liking my work. thank you, and catch u next time!!
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hi! i’m new to ur account and i love your work <3
i came from one of your uvogin nsfw drabbles from a while back and I’d love if you could make another one with a breeding kink ? :)
i just love uvo and i can’t seem to find a lot of fics for him lol
thank u for ur time and feel free to ignore this btw !
🕊~ hello @arien-rey <33 you’re so sweet and im absolutely thrilled that you like my work. here’s your request sweetheart, i love you💚
🌻༶⋆˙⊹(nsfw ahead, breeding k!nk, language, some really kinky shit😭😭, fem!reader)୭ 🕊🪹🌿
“You look so good with my hand around your throat, pretty girl.”
You could only manage an equally pleasured and strained gasp as Uvogin’s hips rocked into you over and over, hitting you in the same spot where you were most sensitive every time. You still had his cum from just moments earlier spilling from your aching, tender hole- but Uvogin was determined to force every last drop of his semen into your body. He’d lost all control ages ago, expression tight and focused with his hand squeezing your throat so tightly there were tears streaming from your eyes and your cheeks were beyond flushed. Your lungs were straining for every last ounce of oxygen they could get while your lower half ached and throbbed, relishing in the wet slaps of skin echoing throughout the room and the protesting creaks of the bed, just barely able to take the force of Uvogin’s lust. You were terribly overstimulated and completely exhausted, but Uvogin didn’t show any signs of stopping.
“Uvo- Uvogin, ahh, it’s too much, please, baby—“ Your body was borderline convulsing at this point with the absolutely overwhelming pleasure, toes curled so tightly you could feel your nails dig into your skin and the sheets gripped so roughly you heard the fabric tear.
“Come on, babe, you can take it. Take every last drop, sweetheart,” Uvogin encouraged, his voice breaking as he kept pounding into you, chasing yet another release. “I wanna fill you up with all of my kids, baby. I want you completely stuffed with my babies just like you are now with my cock.”
“Fuck- Uvogin, I’ll have all your kids, I- ah!- I swear. I’ll have every last one,” you gasped, overcome with ecstasy and an aching pain in your lower belly, sore from the countless orgasms you’d had tonight and how Uvogin’s massive length had bruised your cervix.
“That’s a good girl,” Uvogin praised breathlessly, and again you felt his hot cum slide down your butt and drip down your quivering thighs. Every thrust drew another moan out of you, your body pressed deep into the mattress with Uvogin’s weight.
“Oh- ah, fuck, Uvo-“
“Shh, shh, shh, don’t worry, babe, I’ll do everything,” Uvogin reassured you in a hushed voice, squeezing your thighs comfortingly. “You’re not leaving this room without my baby inside of you, sweetheart. It’s okay, baby, you can take it, just one more time for me, Y/N.”
Whimpering, you nodded, and Uvogin leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead.
“You’re doing so good, pretty girl. I’ll make sure you’re full for months to come, baby.”
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AOT boys and their favorite female rappers
📝: because I’m bored, sad and needed a good laugh. Y’all forgive me for this 😭 please don’t take me seriously.
eren
100% on board with the fact that he loves himself some ice spice
subconsciously says ‘like’ after every word now, and you can’t tell him he ain’t hot shit either.
bout broke his damn fingers trying to post a pic with the caption ‘how could I lose if I’m already chose?’
that’s his girl fr and nobody better not say shit about her either. #1 stan.
bonus: he loves flo milli just as much! be singing conceited to the top of his lungs.
mans just loves some bad bitch music.
armin
baby is a barb first and human second.
nicki is his girl until the day he dies.
‘that’s the queen. Nobody’s taking her place, period.’
raps both parts of Roman’s Revenge like somebody got a gun to his head. (he be doing her mannerisms and everything!)
recites her monster verse like it’s the national anthem.
was on that burner account going crazy during the infamous beef. And to this day, still mad at anybody who goes against her.
connie
cardi is his girl
“That’s my cousin, on my momma side. I’m for real.”
his source? trust him bro.
be living when she raps in spanish and yeah he knows every word. (He def got a cutout of her album cover hanging in his room.)
him and armin have had their fair share of arguments.
be hanging out the window of the hellcat screaming tomorrow 2.
jean
head hottie in charge, you already know. Megan stan all day everyday!
does the little ‘ahh’ without realizing.
totally standing by the fact that big ole freak is his favorite song.
plays her twerk vids on loop for like an hour.
“Y’all think Pardi can fight? Be honest.”
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So I was gonna ask for another Angela Giarratana x reader but your request are closed 🥲🥲🥲 but I think we can talk this out *slides you the 1.04$ left in my bank account* but fr if you feel up to it or wanna save this for later feel free to and you don’t have to do it but I was thinking maybe Angela gets jealous when someone from the cast flirts with reader but it’s part of a bit Angela doesn’t know about and maybe they were playing legacy, betrayal or something idk that’s up to you and I know you don’t write smut so maybe like Angela gets jealous and leave hickeys and bite marks on readers neck when there having a water break or something 💁♀️ idk just a lil something or write what you want bae it’s up to you not me ❤️❤️ remember 1.04$ has your name on it 😉
Jealousy, jealousy || Angela Giarratana x reader
⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ masterlist • smosh masterlist ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
summary: oneshot where angela finds herself jealous when another member of the cast flirts with you and she decides to let you know that you’re hers
word count: 1.3k
warnings: hickeys
a/n: ahh sorry this took so long babes but i’m so happy to get this request out for you. this is a little bit out of my comfort zone so keep that in mind but i hope you enjoy this!! also im ashamed to admit my smosh games lore is a little rusty so i didn’t include legacy betrayal hope that’s ok!! also i wouldn’t dream of making anyone pay for a fic so forget about it 💋🎀 enjoy!!
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“Ok, I’m working on a character,” Amanda said to you as you waited on set for filming to start.
“You? A character? Never!” You teased her, feigning shock. You’d been at Smosh since long before Amanda and ever since you’d known her she was always working on one character or another.
“Her name’s Annabelle Charlemagne,” she said, already adopting an accent, “and you are absolutely stunning darling, can I buy you a beverage?”
She was fully in character now, so you played along.
“I’d be honored,” you batted your eyelashes at her.”
“I just have never seen such exceptional beauty. I am charmed.” She grabbed your hand and kissed it.
You glanced over and saw Angela watching you from afar. Catching you staring at her she quickly looked away. But not before giving you a wink and a smile.
Angela. You two had been dating for a few weeks now, and you couldn’t be happier. But you hadn’t exactly told the rest of the cast yet. You were planning on waiting for the right time, but you hadn’t found it yet.
You knew it was killing Angela. You had no problem keeping your relationship a secret. It was easy and safe and you didn’t want to deal with your friends’ thousands of questions just yet.
But Angela was not as great at keeping her mouth shut about everything. You knew she wanted to let the cat out of the bag. Or rather, couldn’t help herself from accidentally giving everyone a sneak peek at a paw or whiskers. More than once you’d had to cover for her calling you ‘babe’ or her absentmindedly reaching over to touch you.
Not that you two didn’t have your hidden moments. Sneaking off in between shows or volunteering to go work on something together. You couldn’t stop a blush from forming on your cheeks at the thought of all the things the walls had seen here that all of your friends hadn’t.
Now, Amanda’s voice brought you out of your thoughts.
“Anyways darling, I’d love to get your number but—oh, I’ve forgot my cellular, one moment, let me fetch my husband’s.”
She stared at you, losing the accent. “Get it, cause I’m flirting with you… but I’m married? And British!”
You laughed, “Right. Well I’m still waiting on that beverage.”
She fluffed her hair, “In due time.”
“Alright everyone, quiet on set.”
You shifted away from Amanda, preparing to start filming. You looked around at the rest of the cast—you loved your job here. Glancing over at Angela, you tried to catch her eye, but she wasn’t looking at you. She was looking down, a troubled expression on her face. You’d talk to her after this shoot, you told yourself. Maybe you two could even get lunch together later. It seemed like forever ago since you’d done that last. And you hadn’t even been dating a month yet! The director’s booming voice brought your attention back to the present.
“Rolling…and action!”
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“Alright everyone, take 10,” the director called. Everyone in the cast began filing out of the studio, taking a break before they had to finish filming this show. You joined them, heading to the next room for water.
You had just stepped towards your bag and began to rifle through it when you felt someone behind you.
“Guess who?”
You didn’t turn around right away. You knew who.
“Spencer?”
“Try again,” she said, quieter this time with a hint of amusement in her voice.
“Chris Kattan?”
“Ok, if one more person tells me that—” she started incredulously.
You turned around, smiling at her “Kidding.”
She reached out and brushed a strand of hair back from your face. “Hey beautiful, I haven’t had time alone with you all day.”
It was true. It felt like you spent less and less time together—what between filming and trying to not seem like you were dating. You leaned into her touch, and she stepped towards you.
You remembered yourself and spun back around, “Angela, not here.”
You felt her breath on your hair as she leaned towards you and said, “I don’t see anyone here.”
“Angela, what are you—”
Without warning, you felt her mouth on your neck. She began trailing kisses down your shoulder and you suppressed a shudder, leaning into her.
“Ange, what if someone sees us?” You whispered, glancing around nervously.
She kept her lips on you, biting down softly as she sucked at the skin on your neck.
You closed your eyes, savoring this stolen moment despite yourself.
“Angela—”
“(Y/n)? You want me to stop?” she looked up at you.
“No, definitely no.”
She continued, bringing her lips to your ear. She was silent for a while, and then—
“Still thinking about Amanda?” She breathed, her voice hoarse.
“What?” You managed. That was the last thing you’d expected her to say.
“I saw you…earlier,” for the first time, you detected a hint of uncertainly in her voice.
You tried to recall what she was talking about.
“You know, with the ‘oh you’re gorgeous darling’ and ‘why thank you take me home with you’,” You could tell she was trying to keep her tone light. You tried not to smile at her dedication to the character, even in a situation like this.
“That? Angela, she was showing me a bit,” you couldn’t help but smile now. “I—Wait, is that what this is about?”
“What a girl can’t kiss her girlfriend without having ulterior motives!” You raised an eyebrow at her and she looked down sheepishly. “Ok, fine maybe I was a little jealous.”
You marveled at the fact that Angela Giarratana was jealous. Because of you. You’d made her jealous. “Well, you don’t have to worry about anything. I love you, remember.”
“Yeah you do,” Angela waggled her eyebrows and leaned her head against your shoulder. You rolled your eyes at her—she was impossible—but you realized you were grinning.
“I love you more.”
You looked at her against you, this beautiful woman who cared so much about you, and kissed her. She kissed you back wrapping her hands around your neck.
“Thought you were afraid people will see us?” Angela mumbled against your lips.
“I don’t care,” and as you said it, you realized it was true. You didn’t need to wait for a “right time” to tell your friends about your relationship. “I don’t care if they find out.”
“Glad you felt that way, because if we didn’t tell them that hickey sure will.”
You looked down at your neck where a mark was already starting to form, evidence of Angela’s jealousy.
“Good, let them know I’m yours.”
“I like the sound of that,” Angela said, “Shall we?” She gestured to the doorway.
You nodded, taking her hand and walking into the next room and over to the center where all of the cast was mingling, taking advantage of the break.
When you towards them, all eyes eventually turned to you and Angela, settling on your interlocked fingers. Your friends traded looks.
Amanda spoke up first, “(Y/n)? Angela? You, and you?”
“And is that a hickey?”
“You wanna take this or should I?” Angela asked you, her eyes twinkling. Everyone stared at you and Angela, awaiting an explanation.
“Nothing much to tell, other than you all should know Angela’s a possessive, jealous—”
“Well if you’re not going to tell it right—” she interrupted loudly.
You looked at her, letting her know you were only teasing.
“Well, they always say actions speak louder than words,” you said before kissing her again. This time in front of everyone else. “Besides,” you whispered, only to her, your lips trailing down her jawline “it’s only fair if I return the favor and make you mine.”
“Oh, (Y/n), I’ve been yours for a while now.”
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope you enjoyed this!! i have another angela x reader in the works so keep your eye out for that and as always feedback is always appreciated even negative i swear <3
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The Fashionable Date
Jaune walked to a dorm room used by one of his upperclassmates. He knocked on the door with a hint of hesitation. He wasn’t worried about talking with her, but considering the nature of what they were about to talk about he couldn’t help, but be a little worried.
The quickly door opened, and he was face to face with one roughish smirk from one hell of a beautiful gal. The one, and only, Coco Adel.
Coco: Well, well, well, look at who we have here? Hello handsome, what can I do for you~?
Jaune: Hey, Coco, are you busy today?
Coco: I’m free as can be. Why do you ask?
Jaune: Well, after recent events I need to buy some new clothes. And, since I’m more, or less a fashion slob, I thought I should ask, Beacons fashionista for some advice. So what do you say, Coco; Want to see how well you can dress up a dragon?
Coco: Oh hell yeah I do! This is going to be so much fun! Now, how can I dress up a handsome blond like you? Oh so many choices, so many decisions… Well, regardless of whatever choices I make, I will have to factor in those horns of yours. Can’t wear anything like a teeshirt anymore; You would probably tear it up trying to put it on…
Coco: …
Coco: Wait… Horns…? When the hell did you get those?! They’re quite fetching~!
Jaune: Oh thanks… I got them yesterday after we did some tests to see how effective my fire breath can be.
Coco: And, how did those tests go?
Jaune: Well… considering how… devastating my flame can be… honestly I’m hesitant to use it on, Grimm.
Coco: So since you were testing your ability to breath fire, does that explain why you were walking around, Beacon with nothing but your breast plate, giving everyone such a tantalizing view of your body~? Because I must say, you really filled out~!
Jaune: O-Oh… T-Thank you… But, uhh… It’s, Weiss’s fault all my clothes go incinerated.
Coco: Oh, really?
Jaune: She helped test my ability to withstand fire, and extreme heats. So, she set me on fire…
Coco: She did?
Jaune: Yeah, she incinerated all the clothes I had on during the test. All that survived is my armour, but all the leather straps have burned up as well, so I might as well replace my armour while I’m at it. So… you know anywhere I can find some, Fire Dust fused clothing so that doesn’t happen again?
Coco: I do, but it’s gonna cost you.
Jaune: I’m one of the richest men in the world; So long as they’re functional, I’m good.
Coco: Oh yes, you mentioned you were a rich dragon when you showed off all those gems of yours. Tell me, Love, how rich are you? I want to know what our spending range is.
Jaune: Ehh… I’ve never looked to see how much money is in my account. But, I know my, Net Worth is an estimated 787.5 Billion.
Coco: 7-787.5 B-Billion?!
Jaune: You can make a lot mining raw metals, gems, and dust. Also, constructing infrastructure, military bases, machinery, aircraft, armour…
Coco: Y-You’re rich! You’re filthy stinking rich! You can but anything you want, and you dress like a country bumpkin?! WHY?!
Jaune: Comfort over style?
Coco: This is a crime against fashion! Come on, Arc! It’s time to get you some style!
Jaune: Whoa, HEY?!
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Jaune was standing in the open doorway to a changing booth, giving, Coco a spin as he showed off the apparel she recommended to him.
Coco: Oh yeah… Mama likey~!
Jaune: It’s pretty nice, but it’s rather tight.
Coco: Just like, Mama likes~!
Coco raised her hand up, and brought it crashing down upon, Jaune’s tight butt.
“Smack~!”
Jaune: AHH! Hey?!
Coco: Gotta say you got one hell of a nice ass~!
Jaune: Only because these pants are so tight…
Coco: Why do you think I told you to wear it?
Jaune: To check out my ass?
Coco: And, loving it~!
Jaune: Haa… They’re nice… Everything looks great. But, my hair… Did they really have to cut my hair like this? I didn’t invite you out to get a hair cut.
Coco: What’s wrong with it? It’s a shaggy brush cut, simple, stylistic, and really fits you. Plus it really shows off your horns.
Jaune: It does show off my horns… Glad the sash I found matches them.
Coco: You know, I’m usually against sashes, but that white, with golden fringe really blends together nicely.
Jaune: And, you said I didn’t have any style.
Coco: And, I stand by those words! You were dressed like an absolute slob!
Jaune: But, now?
Coco: But, now after some proper guidance from yours truly you look ready to slay ‘em with your handsome looks, and winning smile~!
Jaune: I don’t think my looks will help me kill, Grimm, Coco.
Coco: I wasn’t talking about, Grimm.
Jaune: Then what are you talking about?
Coco: Haa… Still as dense as ever, Handsome.
Jaune: What?
Coco: So armour, any plans for that upgrade you mentioned?
Jaune: Something more form fitting, that covers more of my body. Something I can put on without worrying about my horns. Going to get some gauntlets, but they’ll probably be fingerless so I can retract my claws. I probably should get some measurements done for that soon…
Coco: Most likely, you’re not your lanky self you were when you first came here. Hence the tight pants.
Jaune: No, that’s so you can stare at my butt.
Coco: Still loving the view.
Jaune: You’re just jealous you don’t have a butt like mine.
Coco: Excuse me?! I have a great ass!
Jaune: No, pretty flat looking.
Coco: You wanna go bud!
Jaune: As in go into a arena for a fight, or go into a supply closet like you did with, Pyrrha?
Though most couldn’t see it, Jaune’s enhanced eyes could easily see the brief moment of shock that flashed in, Coco’s eyes. Just as easily as he saw the lighest of blushes that was spreading across her face.
Coco: What are you talking about?
Jaune: Don’t play coy with me, Coco it’s not going to work.
Coco: I’m not playing coy, I have no idea what you are talking about.
Jaune: Oh, so nothing happened between you, and Pyrrha in the supply closet outside the biology classroom then?
Coco: Wait?! How did you know he had sex there?
Jaune: You had sex? I thought you said nothing happened.’ Does that mean something did happen?
Coco’s face was flushed red as she looked around for an excuse to draw his attention away. But, finding none she finally relented, and told him the truth.
Coco: Okay… After you left, Pyrrha asked if I wanted in on your little harem thing, and I asked if I joined if that meant I could also sleep with her… So we went into that supply closet… and, had some fun. There, happy?
Jaune: I’m surprised you were so hesitant to tell me. I thought you would brag that you banged the, Invincible Girl.
Coco: I’m a kiss, and don’t tell kind of gal. Spoils the mood if you go about bragging about it.
Jaune: Plus it’s polite. Though, every faunas I’ve met knows we did it… Faunas stuff.
Coco: Yeah, I remember, Velvet glaring daggers at her. But, how did you know we did it? Did, Pyrrha brag about us having sex?
Jaune: No, Pyrrha likes her privacy more so than you do.
Coco: Hold on; if, Pyrrha never told you about us, then how did you find out about us?
Jaune: Oh, that? Quite simple really.
In a flash, Jaune reached out, and grabbed, Coco’s ass, pulling her close to him until their bodies were flush with one another. Coco yelped as he grabbed her ass, and was about to yell at him, to slap him, but his grip tightened upon her ass as she stifled a moan at his touch. But, before she could make another sound, Jaune’s head dipped lower until he growled softly in her ear, and simply said:
Jaune: I knew you two had sex, because I can still smell her on you.
A wildfire being propelled by a strong breeze was slower than the deep blush that quickly spread across, Coco’s face.
Coco Adel was the one whose teased others into a blushing mess. She could flirt one into a stubor. She new how to make anyone, man, or woman utterly flatfooted with her seductive teasing. But, she had never been put on the backfoot like, Jaune had done with that simple sentence.
Coco: Y-You could smell us?!
Jaune: Shhh… You don’t want others to hear us now do you?
Coco could only stifle a moan as, Jaune pulled her closer, giving her ass a tight squeeze in the process.
Coco: S-Sorry… B-But, you can really smell her on me? We did that a week ago?!
Jaune just smiled, showing off his fangs as he chuckled as, Coco’s composure was swiftly crumbling.
Jaune: Don’t worry, only I can smell it. No one else’s sense of smell is strong enough to pick up such subtle smells. But, I can easily pick up, Pyrrha’s sent from all the time we’ve spent together. And, there is only one person I know that smells like mocha, and gunpowder~!
Coco’s face was flush red as her voice fled her. He mouth hung agape as his voice echoed in her mind.
Coco: T-That’s what I smelt like to you; Mocha, and gunpowder?
Jaune: It’s quite the tantalizing smell. However, you’ve recently acquired an all the more intoxicating smell upon you.
Coco: Oh, that’s just some perfume I put on earlier…
Jaune: No, not that. That barely has any noticeable scent to it.
Coco: Then… was is it… what do you smell?
Jaune’s eyes look around behind her, before he pushed her inside the changing booth, he quickly shut, and locked the door behind him. As, Coco righted herself she felt, Jaune’s hand grab her, and turned her to face him as he pushed her against the wall. His hands holding her tenderly, one along her waist, while the other cupped her cheek, forcing her to stare directly at, Jaune’s predatory expression.
Before she could utter a word, Jaune used his finger to pull of her glasses, letting them gently fall to the floor with a dull thud. Her face was red, her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were lost in his. All she could do was stare on as, Jaune smiled at her, and spoke those few simple words she never wanted to hear.
Jaune: I smell desire, hunger, and lust… It’s such a tantalizing smell~!
Coco knew, Jaune; If she said the word, just one word, he would pull off of her apologizing all the while for what he did. Just because he had a throng of woman willing to throw themselves at him at the drop of a hat did not mean he would just bed any woman. He would treat them with respect, and he wanted to know if they truly wanted this. So if she said the word, just one word he would back away, no questions, no pleas, no begging. He would just leave her be, and that would be that.
Those were the thoughts running through her mind as she grabbed his golden locks and pulled him into a deep, searing kiss.
Coco had fun with someone in a changing room before. They we’re usually girls insecure about their sexuality, or curious what it would be like. So since she was up for a little tumble now, and then she helped them find the answers to these burning questions of theirs. However, when these little escapades happened, she was in control; she set the pace, she set the mood, she was the one in control. And yet, she was completely helpless under the onslaught, Jaune wrought upon her. And, she was loving every second of it.
Jaune grabbed, Coco by her waist, and pulled her in for a hungry kiss that dominated her lips causing her to moan in wanton lust as her fingers intertwined with his hair as she pulled him closer, deepening their kiss.
Jaune soon pried her mouth open with his tongue, shoving his tongue into her mouth, and her in turn. Their tongues swirled around one another as they duelled for control. Coco relished in the icy cold flavour that hung about his mouth, while, Jaune in turned savoured the sweet taste of coffee that hung about hers. The duo were falling into a drunken stupor as the drowned in the pleasure of one another’s mouths, but it was soon brought to an end as, Coco remember something very, very important about, Jaune’s tongue.
It was long, incredibly long at that.
In order to stake his claim, Jaune pushed his long tongue deeper into, Coco’s mouth, at first she gave a squeak in shock as she felt his tongue seemingly coil around hers, and push deeper into her mouth as a guttural moan escaped her lips between baited breaths of air. Sadly their fun was brought to a swift end when, Jaune’s tongue had pushed just a little too far, and, Coco started to gag from it.
Jaune quickly removed his tongue from the depths of her mouth as, Coco reeled back, and coughed almost roughly from having the invading organ within her.
Coco: “Cough, cough!” Holy hell… Did you literally shove your tongue down my throat?
Jaune: Haha… Sworry…
Jaune’s tongue was hanging several inches from the bottom of his mouth before slurping back inside. Coco could only wonder in shock how he hid such a massive appendage.
Jaune: Pyrrha likes it when I do that to her, I got so into the kiss I forgot I wasn’t with, Pyrrha. Or, you for that matter. I just fell into the moment of it all.
Coco: Well… If I didn’t start gagging on it I don’t think I would have minded really. But, you better be careful with that thing; you’ll break a girl if you’re not careful.
Jaune: Oh really now~?
Jaune licked his lips with a predatory gaze as he moved closer to, Coco.
Jaune: In that case, lets see how hard it is to break you then~!
His hands reached for her belt, and undid the buckles, the buttons, and lastly the zipper before kneeling down before her as he dragged her pants, and her underwear down in one swift motion until she was bare before him.
Coco’s heart was racing, her breathing heavy, and quick. She knew what was going to happen, and just like before she knew how to stop it, and as she looked down at those deep blue eyes staring back at her she said the words she had to say.
Coco: Please… Please break me…
Jaune chuckled as he got to work. Coco’s hand immediately cover her mouth to stifle the yell that threatened to escape her lips. A yell that swiftly gave way to deep, gasping moans of pleasure as he began to eat her out.
Coco could barely contain the guttural moans that escaped her body as she bucked against his face. She bit her lips to hold them back as her hands grabbed a hold of his horns to steady herself, and pull him deeper into her welcoming opening.
Coco: MmmMMM~! How… Ahh~! How are you…?! Mmm~! So…! Ahhh! Good at this~?!
Jaune laughed softly as he pulled away, licking his lips with his long tongue before smiling up at, Coco’s blushing face.
Jaune: Most people don’t know this, but Pyrrha wasn’t my first time.
Coco: S-She wasn’t?
Jaune: Nope~! Case in point…
Jaune drove his head back, and went to town on, Coco. Her hands quickly cover her mouth as, Jaune attacked every her lower lips, basking her in unending pleasure of the body.
Coco: Fuckfuckfuckfuckfucyk~! Who taught you how to eat out a girl like this, a lesbian? Only girls are this good at eating out other girls! MmmmH~! I should know, I’ve… Ahhh~! Done it myself~!
Jaune: Actually yes, a lesbian did teach me. Well, she wasn’t a lesbian by the time we were done.
Coco: You turned a lesbian straight with your tongue?!
Jaune: She was more of a bisexual than a lesbian, I just made it a fact. Now, if you’ll excuse me; my meals getting cold.
Coco really shouldn’t interrupt him anymore, every time she interrupted him only denied him that exquisite tongue of his from caressing her body. And, to emphasize that he picked up his speed, and ravenously ate her out.
A hand clamped over her mouth while the other held him by one of his horns keeping him in place. Behind a flush face she looked down at him to see his deep cerulean eyes giving her a dangerous, and mischievous glint to his eyes.
She would swiftly learn how dangerous that glint in his eyes is.
Both of her hands were on her mouth covering up the guttural moan that if she removed her hands would be a moaning scream for all to hear, and all to be envious off as she felt him insert his long tongue into her precious depths. There are things in life you never expect to experience; the mind numbing pleasure of a faunas with a long tongue have a meal with you was something profound to experience.
She could feel his tongue swirling around her depths, mapping her insides out with his tongue for minutes that felt like they lasted for millennia’s. At long last she felt a quack in her hips, and she would relish it’s arrival. And, when it did she awoke with her butt on the ground, staring at, Jaune’s cocky smile as he licked his lips.
Jaune: Well, looks like I broke you.
Coco panted heavily as her mind raced to find where it had fallen off. And, she knew precisely where; At her peak, as soon as she had her mind numbing orgasm she blacked out, and was left here in a dazed state, but thoroughly satisfied state of mind.
She told him to break her, and good gods, he broke her.
Coco: I said that tongue of yours would break a girl… But, gods… You can break a girl…
Jaune: I aim to please~!
Coco: That’s an understatement if I ever heard one… H-How long was I out?
Jaune: Not long, about a minute, or two.
Coco: And, while I was out, you didn’t decide to keep on having fun?
Jaune: You wouldn’t be around to enjoy it; where’s the fun if you’re not enjoying it too?
Coco: Well, in that case…
Coco slowly rose on shaky legs, shaking from the unbridled pleasure, Jaune just assaulted her with. As she stood up, she turned around, and pressed her body to the wall, shaking her tantalizing round butt towards him, inviting him in.
Coco: Shall we continue~?
Jaune laughed softly to himself as he stood up, and stood behind, Coco’s plump rear, caressing it softly with his hand.
Jaune: We shall, butnot here.
Coco: What?! Why?!
Coco nearly shouted, but this time she remembered where they were. She look over to, Jaune, and saw him giving her an amused smile.
Jaune: Because, as nice it was hearing you trying to stifle a moan like you did, but what I really want to hear… Is you screaming my name~!
Jaune grabbed, Coco by her neck, and pulled him flush against her hotly whispering into her ear those few words that brought her over the edge again in seconds.
Coco: T-T-Then what are we waiting for; come on, make me scream~!
And, that is what she did, scream his name until she could scream no more. And, she loved every agonizing, intoxicating second of it.
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Juniper: You’ve got to tell her to reel it in; Jaune doesn’t like a girl who screams at him to give her his babies, he finds that extremely off putting.
Kali: I’ve been trying to tell, Blake. But, does she listen? Noooo… She all about him pinning her down, and knocking her up on the spot. Where is the fun in that? I blame her choice in literature, there’s nothing romantic in her books, it’s just kinky self indulgence for inexperienced lovers.
Juniper: That’s my daughter’s target audience after all. You have to go with the easy marks.
Kali: Yes, but their not, Jaune’s type. I sear, if I could I would chase after him myself.
Juniper: What’s stopping you?
Kali: I’m a happily married woman, but if I wasn’t, I would be pregnant with his first child right now~!
Juniper: Second actually.
Kali: He’s already a father?!
Juniper: He’s the donor actually, they say it wasn’t him, but I know it was him. It’s cute they think I don’t know, but I…
Juniper: Hmmm…?
Kali: Juni? Is something wrong?
Juniper: My grandmother senses are tingling…
Kali: Well my aren’t! Ahhh! That means it’s not, Blake getting any! Haa… Best get, Sienna to get his kids then. One of my kids is going to give me adorable grandchildren, I don’t care which, but I damn well will get them!
Juniper: I know in mixed faunas families the baby’s faunas traits are a roulette wheel of possibilities, but I really want blond cat eared grandchildren.
Kali: Me too! Oh they would be so adorable~!
Juniper: I know right~?
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YOU AND I.
❲ yandere akane kurokawa ❳
summary : akane 'accidentally' used ( name )'s weakness against them.
note : i'm backkk and it's probably the first time that i'm gonna write an anime content. ne ways, i hope you'll like this!
AKANE KUROKAWA
the copycat.
let's say that you were stuck with akane ever since her career started. you always got partnered with her and that's the main reason why the two of you were really close. but despite of being close, she didn't see you as a love interest or so she thought
it started by that time that she got bashed online because of what happened on the reality dating show that she joined. she was so exhausted because of it. what did she do? why are they so upset at her even though she didn't do anything? why... is this happening to her?
during those times, you were the only one who stayed by her side. even though her fans, the netizens as well as her boss turned their back on her. you stayed at her side. you often visit her during those times, listening to her problems and cooking some food for her because according to you, 'food will solve anything'.
and you didn't care even though your fans questioned you for visiting akane even though she wasn't your girlfriend. the only thing that you said to them was 'am i not allowed to visit my friend?'
uh-oh, wrong move. because after akane heard about that, her yandere tendency worsens. she knew that there was no hidden meaning behind your words. but she couldn't help but to think about the reason why you stayed with her even though everyone left her. and the only thing that came onto her mind was... she was important to you.
and that was the time that akane started following your every move on your social media accounts. your twitter, instagram, tiktok, and other accounts? don't worry, she had access there. but that doesn't mean that she'll delete or do something to your account. she just wants to know you better~ but of course, she'll 'accidentally' delete those comments and messages that'll harm you. and she'll block those users who flirt with you~! you don't have to worry! she's not jealous or something, she just wants to protect you!
and one day, while you were in the comfort room. how lucky she was when she accidentally opened your phone. she started scrolling through your gallery and saw a certain picture there. it caught her attention since she knew that you don't like saving pictures of anyone. and by the time she saw it, a small smile formed on her face as she turned off your phone.
and by the time you came back, she asked you about that girl in the picture. and oh.my. her eyes widened as she saw your face being red as a tomato. so that's it~ you do like ai hoshino, huh?
after that, akane spent almost all of her time in her room. researching about ai hoshino. her life, her habits, the way she talks, the way she walks. she made sure to study how to act like ai hoshino. and it was all worth it! because by the time she showed it to you. she managed to destroy your usual calm composure and make you flustered like hell.
and honestly, she likes it. and she made sure to act like ai whenever she was with you. because that way, she will be able to keep you with her. after all, your only weakness is ai hoshino~
ahh~ her dear ( name ). it's just a good thing that you were a biggg fan of ai hoshino. because now, you won't be able to escape her because she won't hesitate to use her 'ai hoshino card' to make sure that you will be stuck on her side just like usual.
“ ( name ) saved me from darkness... so it's just given that i should give them everything, righ t~? ”
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i really love your account, especially your comics. you manage to keep all the characters so unique and pretty expressive while nailing anatomy and angles ighhhhhits so good man. how did you learn to draw? how did you learn anatomy and then how did you learn comics and shit? do you have major inspirations you look to or accounts or exercises? i hope these questions are ok i’m very curious, i’ve started drawing again after stopping because of uni and while it’s slowly coming back i’m struggling with consistency and getting expressiveness
Ahh thank you so much!!
I started drawing really young by just copying cartoons I liked and then graduated to “how to draw manga” books. I was fairly self taught in that way until I got into art college~
I feel like everything I learned has been almost completely through observation. There’s a lot to be learned from just looking at something and breaking it down to it’s core elements whether it’s anatomy, the cinematography of a movie or a comic book spread. Really analyzing why someone makes the choices they do and applying it to your own work.
College is where I learned the technical terminology for things in storyboarding and I could finally put words to the things I was observing in the movies and tv shows I was watching, which in turn, allowed me to use those techniques more effectively. After that’s it’s just finding your style and breaking the rules in a way that makes sense to you~
Being a storyboard artist/director at disney has also helped me shape my writing style as well as the way I like to stage shots for my comics (which are more of a storyboard style than comic style imo). I’ve learned a lot of efficiencies and tricks on how to make things nice and clear when drawing stuff.
So yeah! Just observe!! Look at real life, look at things that inspire you, look at other artists and really break down and analyze how they do things!
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Omg this blog is gonna be great, may I request some soft cuddling hc's with Pantalone? (pls nothing suggestive in it) 🥺
♡ 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ♡
synopsis: Congrats, you get to cuddle with Pantalone! (Lucky you.) How does cuddling with the Ninth Harbinger feel though?
includes: pantalone w/ gn! reader
notes: Thank you, I hope you like my blog! As requested, here are your 100% soft cuddling headcanons with Pantalone, nothing suggestive. (This man has me in such a grip, he's so pretty.)
It is absolutely heavenly cuddling with this man. Expensive silk sheets, soft blankets, luxurious pajamas. Whatever will make you the most comfortable, Pantalone will buy it for you, no matter the cost. To him, your coziness is essential.
Pantalone is a busy man, so he often doesn’t have much leisure time with you. Well, the easy solution to this is to barge into his office and sit on his lap <3. He’s always wearing that fuzzy fur coat of his so you’re bound to be comfortable. He will definitely wrap you in it to make sure you don’t run away. Sitting like this, braced against his firm chest and one hand wrapped around you while the other is signing papers, is so peaceful and sweet.
You are free to do what you what - tell him about your day, read a book, or even doze off. Pantalone absentmindedly strokes your hair and brushes his fingers against your skin, inquiring if you liked the new shampoo and lotion he bought for you. He may not be with you all the time, but he really likes to know everything, even the smallest of details. I also think it’d be so cute if he tries to teach you some business while you’re all snug around him. He would definitely rest his head in the crook of your neck and chuckle when you lose track of counting Mora.
When the two of you are cuddling in bed, it’s so pleasant you could cry every time. He’s usually pretty tired at the end of the day, though he does a very good job at hiding it. During these cuddle sessions, he drops his guard as he finds your presence the only thing sweeter than Mora. He lets you play with his hair (you claim to be combing out the knots, but that’s a lie because Pantalone’s hair simply cannot be knotted) and take off his glasses. Seeing his eyes open takes your breath away every time <3 and Pantalone tends to stare at you with a smile while cuddling which makes you feel a bit embarrassed at his constant (but loving) gaze.
Pantalone likes to be the big spoon. From the trailer, this man looks super tall, so you are definitely getting held. He finds it cute if you try to leave the bed but you can’t because he’s holding onto you so tightly. He also loves when you’re snuggled up to his chest.
He’s a smart and observant man. He can easily tell when you want cuddles. However, Pantalone won’t initiate it because he likes to tease you. He will wait for you to bring it up and ask him first. But once you do he won’t hesitate to hold you in his arms.
“Hm~? What could my darling lover want with me now? Are they lonely, perhaps?”
“...Shut up and come to bed already so we can cuddle. We do this every day…”
“Ahh, so feisty as always. I’ll be right there, my dear.”
This man’s voice is so velvety and soothing. You ask him to tell you about his day just so you have an excuse to listen to him talk while you draw patterns on his chest. It’s mostly vague due to Fatui business, so you make him read something to you (you ban accounting books though, much to his dismay). You often end up falling asleep on him <3.
Due to his childhood growing up in poverty, I don’t think he was very used to real affection. It might take a while for him to completely become used to your genuine loving touches, but don’t worry. Once he’s sure, he is absolutely whipped for you!
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Hi are you open for requests?? I wanted you to try making a story out of this thought I had in my head about scaramouche. So like reader died but here's the thing she keeps getting reincarnated and would always found her way back to Scaramouche. The first time she died Scaramouche thought that the reader's passing was another betrayal so he was sad and angry about it, years later he met with reader but has no recollection of her past life but she's still the exact same person, same everything. Idk whats next...
Just Scaramouche realising that reader never left him.
You can throw this away if this doesn't pique your interest.
I’m so sorry this is also late I was intending to write it since a while ago and it might be slightly short but I did my best <3
Also the prompt was so good ahh I’m just scared I haven’t covered the scope of it
༊*·˚ 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄
Pairing: Scaramouche x GN!reader
Content: Angst, fluff, comfort, death
In which Scaramouche thinks you’ve betrayed his affections at your death, only to realise years later that you’d never truly left.
The first time you fell for Kunikuzushi was under the shade of a maple tree.
Leaves swaying in the wind, gently swishing as his hands gripped yours in earnest. In a promise of sorts, as you realised that you loved him as more than just a friend. At that time, Kunikuzushi decided he wouldn’t ever be able to bear losing you - and his hold on your hands turned into a desperate plea to keep you with him. He hadn’t yet joined the fatui, and so his eyes were bright as they searched yours for the same promise.
Sunny afternoons and dates underneath cheerfully vibrant leaves turned into a norm for the two of you during summer. Words were often unneeded, rather, you would simply sit by each other in quiet companionship. Watching the clouds drift by from your vantage point, feeling as though time no longer mattered.
The feeling of your fingers gently carding through his hair, the peaceful silence of the Inazuman scene. Kunikuzushi was certain there was no greater pleasure than this. The love you shared wasn’t overly dramatic, but it was constant. Enduring, despite small arguments or difficulties. He never had much to do, so Kunikuzushi always waited for you - a member of the Kaedehara clan - to return to your meeting place each day and gently hold him in your arms.
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The first time you’d betrayed Kunikuzushi was also under that same maple tree. Crumpled crimson leaves splayed around your body like rivulets of dry blood, his hands holding yours once more - not in tentative love, but in hurt and anger.
It was almost as though he refused to register the blade embedded deep in your chest, refused to piece together the fact that you’d been assassinated on account of conflict within the Kaedehara clan. Rather, the young puppet could only focus on how you’d left him.
Had you thought of him, as your eyes glazed over? Not that it mattered. With the one constant stability in his life ripped away, that was the last betrayal Kunikuzushi needed.
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And so, you couldn’t blame Kunikuzushi - now called Scaramouche - for his reaction when, decades later, he saw you again under the withered branches of that tree, looking as though no time had passed at all. You couldn’t blame him for being distraught when you held no recollection of your past life, only offering a meek smile as he collapsed at your feet and begged for you to stay.
How cruel, fate was, to put you in front of him like this - and yet have you remember none of your past. And yet, instead of stinging betrayal, Scaramouche could only feel relief as he clung to your confused form. Relief that at least, you were somehow alive again. Truly, you had never left him.
You, on the other hand, were confused as to why a fearsome harbinger was burning his face into your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist - but the ordeal felt surprisingly natural.
As though you’d done this thousands of times before.
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Tiffany Valentine relationship headcanons
Jennifer Tilly is my queen, leave me alone
SFW!!
Tiffany is canon as bisexual, also I usually write GN reader, so anyone can read <3
Our living dead girl would want a S/O that is sweet, and shows their love to her, she went through so much bullshit with Chucky and after seeing the couple in Bride of Chucky, she'd want love
If you're affectionate she'd love that, same with clingy people (cough cough me)
She'd want control of your relationship, seeing as she liked Nica because of the control
If you were a killer too you have these little dates where you just murder people lol
About music, she's a metal queen and her ROB ZOMBIE INTRO WAS SO IMPORTANT TO ME!!
Respect her, in fact respect anyone you're in a relationship with, they'd like you more 😘
Watch movies with her omg if you just sat around watching romance movies with her, AHH
She loves it when you give her random kisses, and hugs
Would wake you up at night for random fast food dates
Now, leave bc we're doing some NSFW headcanons and we all know I suck at stuff like that
She's a dom, definitely just wants control over everything
She has handcuffs, ropes, dildos, vibrators, and if you're into knife play, knives
She's loud. I want her to be loud. THE VOICE OF JENNIFER TILLY BRO WHO CAN RESIST?!
Prolly just sends pics of her cleavage randomly throughout the day
If you're DTF she is anywhere anytime
Likes to degrade you but she's also huge on praise randomly giving you compliments throughout
O-V-E-R-S-T-I-M-U-L-A-T-I-O-N
Would go to the lake by her trailer and go skinny-dipping in the middle of the night with you
She's open to anything
THREESOME WITH CHUCKY?! If you're down she is!
Just imagine eating her out...
So happy this is the only account linked to this email or I'd never get a job lmao
Okay I may post again tonight love y'all
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