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chuluoyi · 7 months ago

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✎ a birthday to remember

- gojo satoru x reader

what is the so-called grand surprise does your husband prepare for your birthday?

genre: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact!—massive fluff, comfort, pregnant!reader, (cough) pregnant sex

note: hi peeps it's been ages since i last wrote gojo :') and love entries on that matter *sobs* but here it is... my birthday has passed too but here's to any of you whose birthday is near!

a part of gojo's love entries

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“Sensei— happy birthday!”

This year, your birthday happened to fall on a workday.

If it were up to you, you would have taken the day off. However, Satoru had been assigned to Osaka and wouldn’t be returning until weekend, so taking leave and staying at home would most likely make you feel lonely.

Not only that, with you entering the fifth month of pregnancy, you figured it was better to stay active. And by the end of the day—you didn’t regret coming in at all. The students were all so sweet, they even chimed in to get you a pretty maternity dress to wear. You couldn’t wait to tell Satoru about them tonight.

You skipped happily toward the parking lot, but right when you turned the corner, suddenly—

“Wifeeeey!”

“Oh my god!”

You let out a loud gasp and took a step back, taking in the view. A sea of colorful balloons, with a man in suit standing right in the middle of it—

Your husband. In flesh. You blinked once, twice— thrice.

“Satoru...?”

He poked his head out of the string of balloons, a beaming, million-dollar grin lit up his face at the sight of your shocked expression. “Wifeeey! Happy birthdaaaaay!”

Before you could even process his sudden appearance, he had you in a chokehold, engulfing you in a bear hug and nuzzling his face against yours with childlike enthusiasm, the faint scent of his cologne filling your senses.

“What are you doing here?!” you half-shrieked, the surprise spilling from your voice.

He pulled back, frowning dramatically. “Ehhh? You don’t want me to be back?”

“Yes—”

His eyes widened as if you’d just committed the gravest betrayal. “You big meanie!”

“No,” you quickly retracted, trying to hold back your own smile at how comically dejected he was. “I mean… aren’t you supposed to be back on Sunday?”

“Heh heh, nope! I lied~” Satoru chirped, his grin returning in full force. “It’s my wifey’s birthday—how could I not come back for you?”

In that moment, your heart fluttered. He was probably saying it for no reason, but the fact that he really did fly back from Osaka just to meet you for your birthday meant a lot to you.

His big, warm hand then gently caressed your visible baby bump, his grin widening when he got a kick. “Ah, right… Hello to you too, baby! Did I startle you too? Sorry~”

You rolled your eyes, retorting, “He is terrified.”

Satoru leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper directed at your belly. “Don’t worry, baby. Papa’s here now, and he’s got balloons. That makes everything better, right?”

“...how long have you been standing here with these balloons?”

“Hmmm, not long. About an hour, maybe?”

“You shithead—why didn’t you just come inside?”

Satoru’s gasp of mock offense made you laugh despite yourself. “And ruin the surprise? My wifey deserves the full dramatic effect!”

Being Gojo Satoru’s wife certainly came with its fair share of patience-testing episodes, and sometimes you wanted to return him to Yaga for additional lessons of discipline.

But it was candid, over-the-top acts like this that reminded you just how lucky you were to have him.

Satoru brought you to a high-end restaurant for your birthday dinner before the two of you finally returned home.

And the moment you opened the door, you were greeted by countless balloons floating on the ceiling and the ground, the fairy lights illuminating the room in a cozy glow.

You were taken aback, mesmerized by the sight. “When did you even have the time to decorate the house?”

He grinned, looking far too pleased with himself. “I have many little helpers—”

“Don't tell me it's Ichiji and Nanami? Satoru, you—!”

“I promised Nanami I wouldn’t make him blow up balloons! Though I might have heard him grumble something about being above this…”

"You're unbelievable..." You let out a resigned sigh, yet still smiling as you stepped further into the living room, now bathed in the soft, golden glow.

Satoru observed you with a quiet smile. His pretty wife, and the small life within you. He adored you the most out of everyone else in this twisted world.

Click! Click!

"Huh?" You turned to him when you heard the distinct sound of a camera shutter.

Satoru was holding his phone, an amused glint in his eyes. “Just capturing the moment, you know. You, the lights, and baby. It's perfect.”

You giggled. “You really can’t help yourself, can you?”

He shrugged, that signature grin returning. “What can I say? You’re beautiful.”

Later, you'd find out that one of the photos would be his lock screen from now on. It would be the first thing he saw every time he unlocked his phone.

Satoru brought out the box he had prepared, handing it to you with a sly grin. “Look, sweets, before we go to bed, I have one more gift for you—and you have to wear it now.”

You arched an eyebrow, curiosity piqued, as you took the box from his hands. The moment you opened it and pulled out the contents, you froze.

“—?! Satoru!”

A scarlet lingerie set. The bra features intricate lace trim along the edges, and the matching panties are equally bold, with a sheer lace overlay. Your cheeks flushed as you glanced at Satoru, who was watching you with an winning grin, clearly pleased with his choice.

“What?” he challenged. “They'll suit you, c'mon.”

“You're absolutely shameless.”

“But you love me anyway~”

You let out a defeated sigh, glancing up at him, already realizing there was no way out of this now.

“You’re lucky I’ve hit my head somewhere and married you.”

. . .

He was right. It fit you perfectly.

The moment you got out of the bathroom, Satoru could feel himself getting hard already. You looked like a vision, the deep red seemed to highlight your every curve, turning you into an effortless seductress.

And not only that, you were adorable too— fiddling with your fingers and touching your rounded belly, barely hiding how self-conscious you were.

"Don't just stare at me..." you mumbled, glaring at him.

He reached out, gently brushing his fingers against your cheek, his touch tender despite the fire in his eyes. “You’re making it hard to look away, you know.”

His hands then trailed down, skimming the sides of your body, each touch lingering just long enough to make your breath hitch. It was almost as if he was unraveling you, piece by piece, and you weren’t sure whether to pull away or pull him closer.

And wait... was it just you or were the space between your legs indeed getting hotter and wetter?

As if reading your mind, suddenly two of his fingers touched your barely clad pussy, and you gasped. That's right— there is indeed a hole in this freaking lingerie!

"Are... we...?" you swallowed, your gaze meeting his.

"Can I?" he asked back, voice husky. His crystal clear eyes burning with lust as he assessed you— from your eyes, lips, and then the inviting sight of your cleavage.

Did you want this?

Of course you were. Your birthday was still far from over, and you missed him too.

In response, you pushed his already hovering fingers inside you, making you hold your breath. From that point on, Satoru knew what you wanted.

Without another word, he rubbed soft circles around your clit, and you let out an unabashed moan at the contact, clinging to his shoulders for support. "Ahh..."

He teased you for a while, before slowly entering his fingers into your throbbing folds, and you were close to collapsing if it weren't for his secure hold over you.

"You're so, so damn naughty..." he whispered lowly in your ear. It was taking everything he had not to lose it right then and there. He wanted you to be as comfortable as possible, but the sight of your writhing face and that baby bump was damn distracting and ignited the beast inside him.

He made you pregnant already, but there was just this primal desire— wanting to mark you more...

His fingers slowly pumped in and out of you, dragging them deep but just not deep enough—

"Please..." you scratched his back unwittingly, frustrated at his shirt that got in the way. "I-I... want... you..."

How sweet. Satoru relished in your titillating breaths and chuckled, vigorously continuing his dirty ministrations.

"Say it louder," he growled in your ears. "Can't hear you."

The bastard. You yanked his hair and made him catch your teary gaze. "I... want you..."

Sinful desire flared to life at your words. "Your wish is my command, missus."

Satoru suddenly pulled out his fingers—ignoring the whine you accidentally let out for being empty all of a sudden—and admired the sheen, sticky whiteness on them.

"I barely did anything and you're this wet already," he snorted, tasting it. "They're right about the pregnancy hormones."

He placed his hand on your waist, pressing a kiss on the firm skin of your belly, before undoing his belt and trousers and pulling out his hardened member.

The sight made you actually gulp, especially when he pumped it. He pulled you to his lap and guided his pride to your sopping entrance. The moment he inserted himself, he let out a groan of relief, while you arched your back and hissed, "Ngh!"

Satoru captured your lips, his hand pressing against your aching spine. He pulled you closer, urging you to take him completely.

"Ahh— ugh... mrgh!" you sighed against his neck as soon as you did, trying to even your breath. This was something you had done so many times before, but why was this time felt like an awakening of some sorts?

"Most beautiful," he breathed in your ear wickedly. "Don't worry, leave everything to me."

He rocked his hips against yours, one hand on your back and the other gripping your thigh. With each salacious thrust, you mewled and he panted, keeping you steady all the while.

He could feel your baby bump rubbing against as his toned abs, going along with the rhythm. Satoru grinned proudly, noticing how much it had grown over the past few months. The baby must be healthy in there, huh?

The relief somehow spurred him into pick up his pace, thrusting you more deeply than before. You almost squealed.

"You know what?" he grunted, mind hazed. He didn't really realize what he was saying to you, to be honest. "You're the prettiest when you're like this— round and full, with my kid."

You only caught the lewdness in his words, but you weren't able to ponder about it as he suddenly buried his face into your supple breasts.

"Look at them, getting bigger too— these days..." He sucked on the sensitive skin and you gasped in pleasure, crying out afterwards when he fondled them with both hands.

Your senses were overly heightened and you knew you wouldn't last long. Satoru too knew he was nearing his orgasm as he tore your new bra and sucked on the mound, furthering your never-ending moans, causing your eyes to roll back as the blinding pleasure overtook you— pushing you to cum right then and there.

In the next second, he pushed you into him impossibly deeper, and his hot release gushed inside your womb. You writhed at the sudden fullness, before getting limp and collapsed into him, not even realizing that you had squirted all over his lap and dress shirt.

Your husband glanced at you, in disbelief himself at the messy scene, but utterly satisfied as his bright eyes twinkled. "Heh..."

You were awoken at three in the morning, and the first thing you noticed was that you were in Satoru's warm embrace.

His arms were wrapped around you securely, holding you close as if he were protecting you even in his sleep. You must have passed out afterwards, as all you recalled was the numbing exhaustion.

Yet you knew for certain that Satoru had cleaned you up, dressed you in your pajamas, and even placed a heat pad on your hips to soothe you.

(He remembered the one time you woke up with cramps right after a raunchy night before)

Your husband was a cheeky shit, but for you, he was willing to go extra miles. It was an overlooked fact sometimes due to how unserious he was, but each time he did and you were reminded of it, your heart always soared.

Looking up, you found his peaceful sleeping face, and not for the first time, you couldn’t help but marvel at how truly handsome he was. A soft smile tugged at your lips as you gently caressed his face.

"Hmm...?" he frowned adorably, and you almost giggled. But when he cracked his eyes open, you almost regretted it—oh yes, he is a light sleeper.

"Sweets...? Can't sleep...?" He turned to you, voice thick with sleepiness. "Anything wrong?"

"No, I'm just watching you." You smiled, poking his cheek. "Go back to sleep."

"Really? Nothing's amiss?" His hand gently slid to your belly, giving it a reassuring rub. "You have to tell me if anything’s not right..."

"Hush, I'm fine."

After making sure you were indeed fine, Satoru tightened his arms over you and pressed his eyes shut. You wrapped your arms around his back in response, feeling his steady warmth. Right in this moment, you were overwhelmed with this gentle, soft feeling— love, the kind he gave you so freely and candidly.

Your birthday had passed, but if there was one wish only he could fulfill, surely you could still ask him, right?

"Satoru..." you muttered, feeling the cool breeze of the air conditioner lulling you back to sleep. "Will you stay with me... forever?"

A smile curled on his lips at your question, his eyes still closed. "Silly girl, it's your bedtime, so why ask that?"

You thought he wouldn't answer it as he didn't say anything more. But right before you drift into deep sleep, he pressed a sweet kiss to the crown of your head, giving you his promise— one that felt truer than anything else he had said to you before.

"I will... so you must stay with me too, got it?"

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vampcubus · 1 year ago

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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui & wives, poly obamitsu, tanjiro kamado, inosuke hashibira, zenitsu agatsuma.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, gn!reader, big spoon coded reader cus i said so, wholesome fluff, cuddling n snuggling, polyamory (tengen & obamitsu's parts), kamaboko trio aged up as per usual.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

— A teddy bear in the shape of a man and enthusiastic to be used as one! As a Hashira, Kyojuro is often kept away for days and weeks at a time, so he makes the most of every moment you spend together.

— Kyojuro's not happy unless he's got his arms full of his favorite person, so you can expect him to seek you out the moment he arrives home.

— If you’re a civilian and he finds you in the kitchen, he’ll drape himself over you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck and lavishing it with smiling kisses, rugged hands settling on your hips.

— Kyojuro wants to be cuddled to sleep and truly can’t bear to be parted from you, no matter how swelteringly hot it gets in the summer months. And if he has obligations, he tries to wake up a little early so he can have a few minutes of cuddle time with you before he’s whisked away. You don’t even have to be awake for it, he just wants to hold you for a little while <3

— He started out as a big spoon but converted into a little spoon when he discovered what it felt like to be properly held. He’s no more content than he is when he’s got his back pressed to your chest and you’ve curled yourself around his broad frame.

— He likes it best when you rub his belly when his eyes are too big for his stomach, always easing a bit of the discomfort <3

— Kyojuro is comfy to lay on, with two perfect pillows for you to rest your head on (his pecs <3). His muscles are quite soft when relaxed, and the way his heart stutters when your cheek rests on it is so cute.

— Kyojuro feels safe in your presence so he’s very prone to falling asleep on your shoulder or with his head in your lap. With his workload and inconsistent sleep schedule, he’s often a cuddle session away from nodding off. Particularly so when you start playing with his flaxen hair, it’s like his off-switch 🤭

— He’s a bit of an oversized lapdog and’ll climb into your lap every chance he gets. As far as he’s concerned, that’s his seat. It looks funny to outsiders if he’s bigger than you, but he hardly cares, all too eager to get all comfy in your lap and tell you about his day.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 & 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

— Big, tough man too cool to cuddle? No sir. Tengen is a touchy lover and raises a brow when you try to sit anywhere other than his lap, like why aren't you in your assigned seat? 🤨

— Pulls you flush against his side every chance he gets, wrapping a heavy arm around your shoulders. You often get a companion wet kiss to the cheek to boot just to see you scrunch your face up and wipe his spit off your cheek >:(

— His wives are just like him– Suma especially who practically hangs off of you with those big doe eyes, clinging onto your arm during outings as a group. Between Tengen and Suma, your hands will never be lonely and you'll certainly never be cold. Those two are space heaters and can't keep their hands off their partners to save their lives.

— Makio is easily flustered by affection but ultimately craves it, even if getting her to admit it is like pulling teeth. A hopeless romantic at heart <3 She’s a big spoon and overheats easily, so she prefers to linger on the edges of the cuddle piles. She’ll smack your thigh if you move around too much with an annoyed grumble. She can be such a meanie sometimes 😔

— Hinatsuru doesn’t mind holding or being held, she just wants to be close to you. Though generally more soft-spoken than Makio, Tengen, and Suma, her affectionate touch translates her love for her partners so clearly. Often rubs soothing circles over your back, rests a comforting hand on your arm, and pets your hair while you cuddle.

— Tengen likes to talk when you cuddle, prattling on about his or your day while rubbing your side or back mindlessly. Most times, he talks you to sleep or vice versa, considering what a busy guy he is before retirement. Sometimes you’ll get caught up in deep conversations about your past lives, silly theories, or ping-pong flirtatious banter until you can barely keep your eyes open.

— Tengen likes it most when you and the wives crawl right on top of him, all to eager to be living furniture for his beautiful spouses while you all gossip and giggle to each other.

𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈 𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 & 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐈

— Dare I say the clingiest partners ever?

— Obanai hesitates where as Mitsuri openly throws herself into your arms at every opportunity. Just be patient and take things slow and he'll follow Mitsuri's example. It’s a subtle shift, maybe he leans his head on your shoulder to test the waters, unable to meet your eyes. He melts if you wrap an arm around his shoulders and rub his arm, eyelids drooping as he relaxes further against you.

— Mitsuri is a cuddle bug in every sense of the word, like a tiny, purring kitty rubbing its body against your legs when you come near. You swear she chirps like one too, especially when her affections are met with a head pat or tender kiss.

— Obanai won’t say it, but he likes it when he’s in the middle, tucked safely between his two favorite people. The three of you spend many long hours this way, just relaxing in each other's embrace before your obligations call you away from the cuddle puddle– with no shortage of complaints from your lovers (Obanai’s longing wistful look as you go is just as painful as Mitsuri’s whines)

— Their clinginess only worsens as your relationship progresses, I’m afraid 💀 Obanai has a death grip comparable to a boa constrictor, especially when he’s in a deep sleep.

— I have a vivid image in my mind of Mitsuri having to use her insane strength to pry his arms off of you and scooch herself in your place so you can pee in the middle of the night, barely able to stifle her giggles. (Obanai is very much this meme)

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

— Touch starved but doesn’t know it, and is also unintentionally touchy. Until he isn’t. Until his touches seem all too intentional, never without meaning.

— Cuddling with you is one of his favorite activities and he’ll even schedule official cuddle time if you let him, so you never go without the comfort of one another’s arms for long. He’ll even decline plans if it’s the wrong time of day…

“Sorry, I’d love to, but it’s almost four and I always cuddle with my partner around that time.”

— And no it’s not negotiable. What if he was late, or missed it and hurt your feelings? No no, he’s far too considerate for that.

— Besides, he misses cuddle time the most when he’s out in the field, miles away from your warm embrace. You can tell he’s missing you in the letters he sends home, commenting about how it “ sure is cold out here,” though the longer he goes without the less subtle he is, rephrasing how he misses you in every paragraph. Can you really blame him? He truly adores you so it’s hard to be away from you :((

— Prefers to be the little spoon but ultimately will be happy no matter how you’re cuddling. (I expand on little spoon Tanjiro in this post <3)

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

— Instinctually touchy and yet so unused to cuddling. Inosuke doesn’t know much about positive affectionate touch so he tends to squirm out of hugs and gets a little anxious when you hold him still too long, much like a dog would. He asks you what you’re doing, voice a little softer than normal, cheeks a little pink beneath his mask.

“Cuddling you?” you reply, equally confused by his reaction as he is to your affection. “Well stop it. It feels weird,” he huffs, and you comply, albeit a bit disheartened. You can’t help but be curious about his rejection, so you push past the sudden awkwardness of the moment to inquire about it. “Feels weird how?” “I don’t know! It just does!” he snaps defensively, a little frustrated, an emotion you can’t help but mirror. But then you relax, reminding yourself to be understanding. It must show on your face though, because he follows you around until he’s sure you aren’t mad at him. Your understanding nature is something he’s still getting used to as well.

— Take it slow with him if you can help it, form positive associations with touch, and then try again another time and he’ll be more receptive <3 REALLY receptive after a while, like before you know it you’ve got a stage 10 clinger on your hands 😭

— Especially if you start sleeping together, cus he likes to cover you with his whole body as his way of protecting you while you’re in a vulnerable state.

— However, he will get bitchy if he catches you taking naps without him there to cuddle up to you. Like just say you don’t love him 😔 You’ll wonder why he’s giving you dirty looks and the cold shoulder all day, yeah it’s cus you didn’t immediately come find him to nap. Traitor.

— He associates cuddling with sleep so he’s prone to nodding off, and if you guide his head to rest on your chest and massage his scalp? He’s dead to the world, snoring and everything.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

— You cannot pry this man off of you and I mean it. He was clinging to you before you were even an item, often to your leg, your kimono, your hand, wherever he can reach. If you reciprocate once, he’ll keep coming back for more of it. So touch starved it’s pitiable, and he’s smart enough to know that looking pathetic earns him sympathy.

— That said, he’s taken aback if you initiate cuddling, almost unable to fathom being desired. It’s only then that he gets a little shy, chuckling nervously as you take him into your arms. Doesn’t know what to do with himself.

— Zenitsu isn’t picky about how you cuddle, just that you’re touching in every way possible. Tangles his legs with yours, wriggles as close as humanly possible, and holds your clothing in an iron grip.

— Oftentimes he looks so blissed out when he’s wrapped up in your embrace, eyes half-lidded or drooping with sudden sleepiness. You’re just so comfortable, and comforting, and beautiful and aaaa before he knows it he’s muttering all these things to you.

You awaken slowly to a considerable weight on your chest, squinting with your eyes closed you feel around blindly and find the familiar shape of your husband sprawled out on top of you. You sigh, recognizing his snores and a smile tugs at your lips despite it being tough to breathe. Your palm rests on his back, bunching in the thick fabric of his hoari. Your eyes finally crack open, the morning light illuminating your fully-dressed partner. Must’ve been a long night, you mused to yourself, able to picture a half-asleep Zenitsu stumbling into bed so clearly in your mind. Though even his unconscious alter-ego tended to seek you out. You turn, shifting Zenitsu onto his side. He stirs, but only slightly, immediately tucking his head under your chin with a grunt. “Don’t go,” he murmurs in his sleep, most likely to a dream version of you and a fondness warms your chest. “Stay.”

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okwonyo · 11 days ago

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ⓘ SIM JAEYUN ， WITH MY EYES CLOSED ！

🕷️ where JAKE SIM is nerd but not only.

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐂 ｡ fluff best friends to lovers getting together ◜ᴗ⁠◝⁠ kissing skinship femrea ❪ 1136 ❫ mwah to dani !

𝗥𝗘𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗔 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦

jake is late. he knows that, he knew that for a while.

the funniest part is that he is late to see you for the sole reason that he needed to go save you from a weird genetically modified gorilla. it isn’t the first time this happens: he is starting to think that you never look around you. from the weird green goblin two weeks ago to the gigantic gorilla today, he might start to think that you really want to be picked off the floor by the spider superhero.

today is different. when he was about to leave you earlier, after saving your life once again, you told him to wait. jake found himself with his head upside down, hanging on the balcony above your room’s window.

your face was close enough that he could see the blush on your face perfectly, “thank you,” you breathed. spiderman was too starstruck to notice that you were taking his mask half way off. his mind went blank when you cupped his face then his brain exploded when your lips touched his.

his dream came true— his first kiss being given by his best friend and crush since kindergarten. his weeb loosened when you pulled away. he would have fell flat on the floor if it wasn’t for his amazing reflex.

like an idiot, he stumbled over his words, thanking you for the kiss or whatever that was before leaving your sight.

he had to pass by his apartment to put his clothes back on. he didn’t look at the mirror, now he is sure his hair looks messy and his glasses are set straight.

he arrives at your apartment breathless, chest heaving and gripping into his backpack for dear life. he rests his head against the door after knocking, he did run all the way there after all.

he almost falls on you. who even opens their door so abruptly?

“you are late,” you deadpan.

jake rolls his eyes, setting himself straight again, “hello to you too, it’s very nice to—” he hisses when you beat his chest, before turning around and walking into the apartment. he frowns, “meanie.”

he closes the door behind him. he can’t help but drag his eyes over your figure and notice the change in your outfit since your encounter with spiderman earlier.

“you can put your stuffs in the living room, like usual,” you say, on your way the kitchen. when you are a bit too far you shout, “you know your way around already so make yourself at home!”

he sits on the far corner of the couch as if he is scared of being too close to you— even if he would actually love that.

he always looks around your living room like it’s the first time he came over when he could redraw every object that is in it from memory.

jake’s awkwardness remains for a while. with his eyes on his knees as he fidgets on his pants. you find it very much endearing. therefore, he may be one hour late but you can’t be mad at him for too long.

“why do you look like that?” you ask, setting the two bowls of popcorn on the table. you give jake a look that makes him blush.

he brings his hand to his hair immediately, “like what?”

you don’t answer, squinting your eyes at his face while you sit down, “wait,” you laugh. “did you ditch me to go make out with someone?”

“what?” through his thick glasses, he gawks at you

“you could have just told me you know,” he is a tad offended when you huff.

but jake, in all honesty, looks around, “w—what are you talking about?”

“oh, please, you have lipstick all over your mouth.”

he isn’t the type to put lipstick on nor the type to make out with someone and forget about that. for a minute, he has no idea of what you are talking about— barely even trusting your statement. forgetting that he isn’t just jake but also spiderman, who you kissed earlier today.

the realization seems to hit you both at the same time. when you press your lips against one another, tasting your cherry red lipstick, your gazes meet and grow wide.

you put your hand in front of your mouth in pure shock. your muffled, “oh my god,” makes jake extremely anxious.

“hey, hey,” jake gets up when you do. he reaches out for you although you step back everytime he gets closer, “listen, i can explain.”

how jake is always running late, the bruises that appears on his body from time to time, his shoulders getting broader all of sudden, his weirdly fast reflexes. everything adds up so perfectly.

jake’s heart sinks when you hide your face in embarrassment, although he finds it very cute. he takes you a while to process the information. jake being a superhero is already big enough but him knowing what your lips taste like is another.

“i’m sorry for earl—” he starts, feeling like he needs to stop the heavy silence. you stop him soon enough:

your face is red when you look at him again, “are you spiderman?”

he nods, “yes.”

you are so done for. jake was already a little too perfect before, but it’s all different now that he saves life. right when you decided to get over him, he had to reveal himself as the guy who saved you from death two times.

“i’m sorry for kissing you earlier.”

“it’s okay, i, um,” he looks away. “i liked it. a lot.”

oh. that may change everything.

you tilt your head to the side. “yeah?” he gulps.

he feels sweaty all of sudden. “y–yeah.”

“take off your glasses.”

he doesn’t have much time to do so before you cup your face with more fervor than you did last time. but your lips taste as good, even better now that you are so eager. it makes jake waek in the knees.

he walks stumbles backwards, unable to stand on his feet properly. with his fast reflex, he gets to swap your position while you fall on the couch, so he can be on top of you when the landing arrives.

he grips onto you waist, sighing into your mouth the more the kiss goes on. he is such a loud kisser; so whiny that your stomach aches in pleasure.

how he says your name and sound he makes when you deepen the kiss make you completely mad. you can tell he isn’t experienced by the way he lets you lead. but he is fast to learn how to twist your tongue, how to run his hands over you body.

“thank you for saving my life.” you whisper between kisses.

jake’s voice his hoarse when talks back, “any time.”

분지 ܃ honestly i have no idea of what this is ..

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pythonmoth · 4 months ago

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cw: extremely self-indulgent. panic attack. anxiety. jealousy. making out w your homies. gaz is a great friend meanie. slightly aggressive johnny bc it's hot. suicide jokes. reader is traumatized and inconsistent. simon and johnny kiss like once. author was pissed at men yesterday and decided to make them cry. *throws gaz at you*.

× framed traitor f!reader x lt ghost. poly tf141.

Part 9

No. No. No, nope.

No. Nope.

No.

As soon as the plate shatters on the floor, you bolt up and away from them, accidentally hitting Gaz on the face with your hand as you just can't breathe, you can't think. You can barely see, your arms bumping on the walls as you try your best to keep yourself from sobbing right then. You reach the guest room and sink to your knees immediately, your legs giving up, your eyes blurry with panic.

Your lungs burn, your body is shutting down. Only the panic makes it over the beating of your heart that's now filling your ears, trying to hold yourself up and not faint at the lack of oxigen reaching your head. A little sob makes it's way past your lips and you can only bite down on your lip until it's throbbing with pain, forcing yourself to calm down.

Two warm hands grip your shoulders, trying to turn you, but you blindly smack and harshly slap them away, your senses slowly failing as you can't get any air to your lungs. And it hurts. And it burns. It burns.

They burn so bad.

Your nails dig on the carpet, the pain easing the panic just a little but those two hands snatch your wrists up, and finally force you to turn around to face him.

"I told you to stop that shit. Come on. Come here" Gaz mumbles firmly.

Strong arms wrap tightly around you, forcing your lungs to let go of all the air and, when the warmth and the compression registers in your mind, you take a deep, shuddering breath, your body relaxing instantly, nearly passing out with how exhausted and tired your body and mind are.

Your head feels heavy and dizzy, landing on his shoulder. Lungs working again, your body melts into him. Slowly, you finally look up at him, your eyes half-lidded. "Thanks" you manage to croak out. Your hands grip onto his arms, seeking comfort and closeness.

"You're safe" Gaz sooths, cupping the back of your head. You shift, unconsciously seeking his mouth, but the shame and the guilt invades your guts just like the first time. You freeze. You can see the moment he realizes what you were trying to do, Gaz' eyes warming so fast it has your stomach flipping.

Gaz is a great friend, he doesn't deserve this, and you can't just demand kisses from him. It doesn't matter how much you want his comfort, it's not right to simply expect it. You sit back just enough to look at him, the remaining tears falling on his fingers and your chest heavy with the thought of accidentally offending your closest friend. "I'm... I'm sorry. Please don't be mad".

He raises an eyebrow, looking confused at your apology, and leans forward without a second thought. There's no hesitation in his eyes, only warmth and love.

"Don't be ridiculous".

The kiss is just as soft as the one before. This time, you give yourself a moment to savour it instead of just letting it happen. You ground yourself to it, the smooth sliding of his lips on yours, the way Gaz' fingers curl over your cheeks. You can feel your chest easing, the anxiety leaving your mind the longer he kisses you. Completely lost in it, your lips part, your body instinctively wishing to deepen the kiss, but Gaz pulls away, kissing your cheek, then your forehead.

Breaking the moment, he grips your nose, shaking your head from side to side as he always does. You scoff at him, a shaky smile on your lips.

"I'll kiss you again when you feel better, how about that? You can go crazy with it then".

A little rush of shame and embarrassment burn in your stomach, your hands gripping his arms. "Wait, I do enjoy them, I'm not just trying to—"

Gaz squeezes your cheeks together to shut you up, his smile warm, his dark eyes lost in yours. "I know. I mean it" he mumbles. Then, he smirks. "But hey, if you're using this as an excuse you can just tell me".

"I'm not!" you yelp, your eyes wide. The tears clinging to your eyelashes fall but with the way Gaz is talking, you can't cry anymore, your heart slowing down to a comfortable pace. The panic is gone from your face, effectively distracted. "That'd be so wrong of me!"

"Are you sure, though? 'Cuz it seems to me that you're using your vulnerability here to take advantage of poor little me and man, that's nasty you know! I mean, you can just tell me. I wouldn't blame you".

"You're so fucking ridiculous. Sure, let's call it that".

"You laugh at me now but I'm sure—"

With a hand reaching up to fist on his collar, you pull him in hastily.

It's stupid, really. You know he's teasing, trying to make you laugh, but you can't help it.

The past kisses have been purely out of need for comfort, innocent, but this time, you can't deny you just want to kiss him. Mostly to shut him up and wipe that teasing smirk off his face, but you just want to. No anxiety clouding your thoughts, even if the tears have yet to dry on your cheeks. That's all forgotten for now.

It's you who cups his cheeks, the kiss finally deepening so much you can hear the harsh smacking of your lips as they sloth together. It's him who wraps his arms around your middle, pulling you closer and closer until your front is completely flushed against his. It's your hands on the back of his neck and his head, his tongue in yours, and it's his sudden shaky exhale that makes you pull back for a moment.

His eyes are half-lidded, and it makes your hands twitch, digging your nails on his skin.

"I'll be damned" Gaz mumbles quietly. Neither of you do or say anything for a long heartbeat, only breathing each other in, staring. You wonder how much would be too much.

You both surge forward at the same time, your hands gripping onto his shoulders and his own gripping your waist, the kiss loud and sloppy, tongues sliding together as he pulls you in until there's not a single part of you left untouched by him. It fills your senses, making you lightheaded. Your tummy flips when you feel him lowering you on the carpet, yet you eagerly welcome him, arms wrapping around his shoulders.

Gaz is all kind and gentle, even with arm under your waist, his mouth devouring yours, legs tangling as he crawls between yours. You can feel your cheeks flushing, your mind suddenly focusing back to Price, Simon and Johnny still waiting in the living room, but it's only for a moment, because Gaz' little sigh makes your brain combust. You can't focus on anything but him.

It's only after a while, when neither of you can breathe anymore and the fierce need is slowly melting away, that Gaz pulls back, panting heavily against your shoulder, a hand gripping your hip. You decide not to question why he's shifting away even if he doesn't let go of you, your own body tingling enough for you to know.

"I'll be damned" Gaz murmurs, repeating himself.

You're so surprised, so suddenly flustered, and so relieved that you can't help but laugh. It comes deep from your belly, even making you squeak a little, your cheeks flushing deep. Gaz chuckles just a moment later, his shoulders shaking as he buries his face in your neck. He presses soft kisses there, making you smile, your cheeks warming up.

"Well. That was fun" you mumble, your fingers caressing his scalp. You're finally aware of how comfortable you feel, the tension melted from your body.

"I agree. We should do that again sometime" Gaz hums, his tone warm and rich with contentment. You shift your head to nudge his own until he's pressing your lips together again.

You hum in agreement against his mouth. "Yeah. For now... we should get back".

Gaz sighs, wrapping his arms around your middle to help you up.

"Yeah, yeah. Come on".

He's seen enough.

The moment he saw Garrick lowering you to the ground, he took a step back, quietly rushing away. He grabbed Johnny by the shoulder, not even looking at Price —who'd fallen asleep on the couch now that nobody was there to keep him up—, and they both left the house.

Simon keeps the mask firm against his face now that they're out, his teeth clenched so hard he wonders if he could break them. Not that it matters right now, honestly. He drives them away, just needing to be alone for a moment. Johnny's hand is shaking over his knee, and only when Simon stops the car on a random parking lot, does he say anything.

"I'm gonna kill him".

"No, you won't".

"So what? We say nothing? We can't even fucking look at her and she's—"

"That's none of our business now" Simon snaps, getting out of the car. Johnny follows right away, both of the doors snapping shut harshly enough to echo in the parking lot.

"You can't possibly be okay with that" Johnny groans, tugging on his hair as he starts pacing next to the car. "Fuck that!"

Simon sighs, lifting his mask just enough to rub on his face. "Like hell I am, Johnny. We don't have the face to call them out on it. We've no right to be jealous".

"And why the hell not? She's ours, not his. Like hell I'm sitting here doing nothing".

That makes Simon's eye twitch. "She's not, Johnny" he reminds him, crossing his arms. "Not anymore. She was clear about it".

Johnny marches up in front of him, gripping his collar, looking like he's ready to fight, and Simon can do nothing but sigh. "We made a huge mistake, aye. But I thought we were okay now. We've been talking, she's been great. Why she suddenly freaked out is what I just can't understand".

Simon smacks his hand away, not in the mood to fight him over this. "Stop that. Maybe it was easier on the phone. You saw how she reacted when you dropped the plate".

"Ah. So it's my fault then? It started ever since she saw your fucking mask".

Simon takes a deep breath, taking the balaclava off so he can talk to him properly. He's glad the parking lot seems to be empty except for them, though he wouldn't care if anybody saw his face right now. He's angry, heartbroken enough already, and Johnny's accusing words help either of them. Simon rubs his face, his lips pursed as he looks at him.

"Calm the fuck down, Johnny. It's our fault she's like that. We've enough shame and guilt to share so don't come and dump it all on me" Simon states, firm. His tone might shake a little, but he pays no attention to it. "We went through this with Price. We knew it'd take time".

"Aye! I know that! But why him? And why are you so awfully calm about this?" Johnny snaps at him, gripping his collar again. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you're giving up on it. On us".

Simon's shoulders slump, looking at Johnny in silence. There's no need for words. He doesn't stop Johnny as he grips his tshirt and pins him against the car, just bracing himself for an angry punch or whatever Johnny feels like right now. He knows how much this is affecting him, the amount of pain he carries, but he honestly... he's not sure what to do anymore. To see you enjoying yourself with Garrick during the day, even before he saw you kissing, it made him feel content. Happy. He wished that was him, aye, but it isn't. Tough shit.

"You can't be serious" Johnny snaps again, his hands shaking where he's holding Simon. His eyes are glistening, he realizes. "Where does that leave us?"

"That leaves us wherever she wants us to be" Simon mumbles, a hand coming up to rest on Johnny's nape, gripping him tight, grounding himself. "You get that, don't you? We hurt her, Johnny. We're lucky she wants to talk to us at all".

Simon wasn't expecting Johnny to suddenly burst in tears, but he still holds the man close to him, his own eyes stinging. In the middle of that shady, stinky parking lot, they both let their tears fall, dwelling on their own regret and pain over losing someone so dear to them, at least, in the way they both wished they still had you.

After a while, Johnny wipes his face clean and looks up at Simon. Wordlessly, Simon presses a deep kiss to his lips before he slips his mask on again, sighing deeply. "Well. Let's take a little drive before going back".

"This fucking sucks".

"Very much so".

"I still wanna punch him".

"I know".

"I'm also kinda jealous".

"I know".

"We should drive off a cliff and die".

"Noted".

In the end, they just sit inside of the car for a while, both of them silently going through the whole situation. Simon, really, he just wants to hug you one last time, even if it's a simple friendly thing, he just wants to hold you again. Just once.

The drive back to your home is quiet, but it feels... peaceful. Johnny's shoulders are relaxed and Simon knows he's finally understood your position. He can't blame you, not really, and he'd be damned if he dared blaming Garrick. Shitty of him, maybe, since he knows you're with— you were with him and Johnny, but he doesn't know what's happening between the two of you so he will just keep his mouth shut.

He's got no right to question you.

Johnny knows that too, even if he needed to fight Simon on it.

So when they're back, Garrick's lips split in a bright grin as you place gummy bears all over Price's face, they both can't help but grin slightly, hearts full. You seem happy.

You look up at them, your eyes wide. This time, however, you're not afraid. You raise a hand and motion them to be quiet and come over, Garrick handing them the whipped cream.

Simon is heavily aware of the way Garrick's hand rests on your lower back, the way Price's chest is fluttering a little —clearly awake but pretending to be asleep—, and the way Johnny's pinky curls around his.

Deep down, he can't be upset.

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Masterlist | Part 10

Buy me a coffee

hi! hello! im no longer that sick so you're getting a new update. I gotta say it again, no, this will not be gaz x f!reader, they're just kissing cuz it's fun.

that "I'll be damned" it's very dean winchester coded bc im watching supernatural again lol

i can't help but picture price giggling in his mind at how happy reader is rn :'(

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new pov next update!

is johnny jealous bc he wants reader to kiss him or bc he also wants to be pinned down by gaz or both or— /j... unless?

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matcha-flavored-cake · 8 months ago

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SAVANACLAW'S HOUSEWARDEN HAS A BREEDING KINK

. . . 💬 when leona finally got some time to spend with his little herbivore, he couldn't miss the opportunity to pounce.

— pairing: leona kingscholar x you

— warnings: breeding king, reader has a pussy, dirty talk, beastman cock, sex, exhibitionism, mentions of pregnancy (nothing major), leona being a meanie, dumbification? kinda, overstim, denied orgasm

A/N: wrote that one with my pussy ngl

For someone so lazy, Leona got quite the energy when it comes to you.

“Fuck” he hushed on your ear. Hips moving and cock drilling your cunt as you pathetically blabbered, pleading to whoever pitiful deity the sevens knows for what. It never ceased to amuse him how much you got lost when he hammered inside of you. ”Fucking missed that greedy cunt” Leona whispers while he bottomed out, draggin his cock agonizingly slow all the way inside you, caressing a handfull of your butt, a small gesture of tenderness while his barbs scratched your gummy walls. All the stress after so many Magical Shift practices now buried deep in his mind while he pounded on you. Leona let a low grunt when felt how good and snuggly fit he was inside of you, looking at your precious juices that coated that all over his tan skin, girthy cock streching your poor cunt wide.

Leona took a little peek again and had to hold himself to not cum, his cock twitched at the pretty sight of your pussy holding him in like a vice. ”Oh, look at you” he coos “someone missed me that much?” he punctuated his words with a deeper thrust making your choke on your own spit and muffle your moan on his hand. The smell of your arousal tickled his nose, his mind full of you. The arrogant lion put a hand in between your legs to rub your clit, being mean enough to grab a hold of your mound and let a cauculated slap that made you tighteen around his dick, letting a low noise between a hum and a moan, a cocky smirk adorning his lips.

Your hands rasping at the trunk of one of the trees on the botanical garden, legs parting just for him, his pretty little herbivore. Every sharp and deep thrust making that knot inside of your loins tighten so much to the point it would snap anytime soon, tears prickled your eyes at the overstimulation, but you loved, how couldn't you?

”Ah, ah, we don’t noises coming out do we? So be quiet. Unless you want to get that mouth working.” he mutter rocking his hips harder this time. You should be ashamed of how sloppy you were, really. If anyone was closer they probably would’ve heard the slick sounds of your dripping pussy by now.

”Gonna get a bit mean now love, be prepared” He muttered and kissed your hair, holding your arms for leverage as he started to piston his hips again, the sound of his hips slapping against your asscheks was music to his ears, he almost felt bad for not recording it. Anytime now the bell would ring and your little time together would be over, so he had to be fast. Leona bottomed out again letting you take a breath and started to fuck you harder and faster, one hand travelling to your midsection to steady you while other grabbed your chin towards his direction, kissing your to muffle down the desperate and boderline pornographic sounds that leave your mouth.

He part the kiss and hisses out, eyes closed and his hips dont fucking stop, and he swear he can almost taste your release in the air when he lick his lips, the knot on your tummy is about to snap, your abdomen twitch, your toes curl, and it feel so, so good and its almost there… just a little bit more and—

Leona get his cock out and grunt, breaking your orgasm and you look behind almost growling while he hold he base of his beastman cock, angry tip swollen and letting globs os precum falling on the ground.

”Leona what the fu—?” You rasp and he grab your face interrupting you and kissing your sloppy. His tongue making your legs tremble as he part the kiss and grab a hold of your thighs lifting you up, his face is some tones reddish, his pupils blown and his fangs rasps dangerously on your neck as he inhales your scent, aligning his cock on your entrance again.

”I’m gonna put a cub on you pretty cunt.”

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munchhmm · 29 days ago

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Oops! All Skin

How the boys would react to reader accidentally revealing themselves ≧ ≦

plz be nice this is the first piece I've ever written

Pairings: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law, and Ace x F!reader (separate)

Warnings: Implied nudity that's about it ᴥ

Word count: About 3.7k words total

Credit to @cafekitsune for dividers! ෆ (first pic is mine)

Luffy ˃ 𖥦 ˂

Just blinks and tilts his head.

Definitely wouldn’t understand what's going on at first.

Continues (well attempts, before you smack him with your pillow) to try and talk with you like nothings happening.

Huffs dramatically like a baby and closes the door behind him with no urgency.

Doesn’t hesitate to mention the situation in front of the whole crew while you’re all eating breakfast. cue Sanji falling to the floor like he’s dying

You were sleeping in peacefully, the sun slowly starting to rise over the horizon and bleed through your cabin window. The Straw Hat crew rarely got chances to stay in bed past ten in the morning, so surely they were all gonna take it, right?

Well…

“HEY! Y/N!! SANJI COULDN’T SLEEP SO HE’S MAK–” Luffy stopped mid-sentence as he barged into your dorm, seeing you standing with a blanket barely covering half your naked body. The sudden noise startled you, but you didn’t have enough time to react properly. “Oh yeah! Anyway Sanji’s–” the clueless boy stopped again after being smacked with a pillow you quickly grabbed from your bed.

“Luffy! Get out, please!” you say, embarrassed as your face becomes a dark shade of red, attempting to cover yourself better with the blanket. Luffy pouts and turns towards the door. “Hmph, fine, you big meanie,” he says, pouting and slowly closing the door behind you.

Later that day...

By the time you mustered up the courage to go into the dining hall, most of the crew had already eaten. They were now cleaning dishes and cooking utensils. You quietly walked to the table where your serving was still waiting and tried to be invisible, stepping slowly. Once you started sitting down, Nami turned to look at you.

“Hey Y/N! Wow, you really did sleep in this morning. It’s almost noon!”

Before you can respond, Luffy chimes in, “Nuh uh! She was up when I walked into her room a bit ago!”

Your face immediately starts to turn red again, and you glance down at your plate.

“If you were up already, why didn’t you come eat breakfast with us?” Usopp questions as he dries his hand with a towel.

“I just wanted to read by myself for a bit…” you lie, moving food around on your plate, hoping everyone will just drop the subject.

Of course, it's never that easy.

“Wait, were you upset because you weren’t dressed when I walked in?” Luffy asks innocently while digging into the refrigerator. Didn’t he literally just eat?

Everyone turns to you with a mix of shock and amusement on their faces.

“Oh ho ho! Does this mean Y/N sleeps nude? I don’t have to guess what those panties look like!” Brook jokes while Robin chuckles slightly.

“My love, why would you show your body to him and not me?!” Sanji cries while clutching his chest.

The rest of the crew (aside from Zoro, who acts like he’s sleeping) are too stunned to do or say anything and just continue to stare. You sigh and stand from your seat, mumbling, “I’m going back to my room. You guys are annoying.”

After closing the door to your living quarters and sitting at your desk, it isn’t long before you hear a knock at the door. When you get up to greet the person, it’s none other than Luffy.

“I really am sorry for not knocking this morning, and mentioning everything in front of the crew,” he says calmly, with that puppy look he gives when he’s sad.

You smile and shake your head slightly. “It’s fine. I’m glad you understand why I was upset now.”

Luffy smiles back at you and gives his signature giggle. “I did like your chest though, could I see it again sometime?!”

You shove him playfully, with a blush coming back across your face. Maybe you could use this as payback.

⋆˚࿔𝄢ৎ୭

Zoro ˆ𐃷ˆ

Immediately turns away.

Poor boy is blushing so hard but hides it really well.

Tries to apologize but can’t say it yet.

Doesn’t look at you for a full day because honestly he’s more embarrassed than you.

Eventually sits next to you and says sorry in his own way.

The crew had landed on an island to restock supplies and, of course, a horrible storm forced them to spend a few days docked. Since the island was smaller, there wasn’t much opportunity to find an inn or hotel, so everyone decided to set up a small camp near the city.

It had been a long day, and you all knew it was going to be at least another three or so days before it would be safe to set out again. The rain and wind were relentless, causing the crew to huddle closer than usual. Tired and hungry, they decided to have dinner and a makeshift shower in the rain before heading to bed.

“I set up this curtain so we could have at least a little bit of privacy. Just don’t touch it, or it’ll probably fall,” Robin says with a smile. After the meal, everyone took their showers, but you decided to take yours last, too busy admiring the way the rain hits the leaves and the smell of earth.

“Your turn, Y/N!” Nami said, bringing you out of your thoughts as she stepped out from behind the curtain, covered by a towel.

You thank her and head over with your own towel and clean pair of clothes. The water feels nice on your bare skin—it was nice not having the feeling of damp clothes clinging to your body, weighing you down. You again found yourself lost in thought, closing your eyes and just listening to the relaxing sounds of nature. It was relaxing. Until—

Bang! Clang! Clang!

You open your eyes at the loud noise and turn around to see Zoro on the ground with the curtain underneath him, rubbing his head and mumbling curses to himself. Before you can react, he looks up and stands, turning to walk away with a blush.

“I, uh, s-sorry. It was an accident.”

You suddenly realize what happened. After drying off and dressing yourself quickly, you make your way to where the girls are sleeping for the night.

“What was that loud noise? Did you knock over our shower, Y/N?” Nami teases playfully, but when she sees your flustered reaction, her look softens.

“Hey, I was just joking, it’s really no big deal.”

You sigh loudly and rub your face with your hand. “Yeah, but it is a big deal that it was Zoro who knocked it over while I was showering.”

The girls look at you, shocked, then they both start laughing. You roll your eyes and lay down facing away from them, waving them off when they apologize through their giggles. Sure, it was funny to them—but to you and Zoro? Just awkward.

Time skip...

The next day comes and goes uneventfully. Rain and winds are still there but have definitely lessened overnight. Everyone begins to pack, since it’s looking like they’ll be able to leave tomorrow. Zoro glances at you a few times but looks away once you notice—no talking though.

“Don’t worry, just tease him about it when we get back on the ship and he’ll be back to his normal self,” Nami whispers to you with a playful wink.

You sigh and roll your eyes, continuing the day like this. No words, no touches, just short looks and blushing.

Time skip...

Finally, it’s sunny—the wind almost nonexistent. The crew heads towards their ship with supplies and admires the beautiful view of the island without chaos surrounding them. You stay toward the back of the group to avoid Zoro, who’s closer to the front.

Once everyone makes it onto the ship and sets sail, they all go and do their own activities. The sea is calm and the waves crash gently against the boat. You sit against a railing on the deck and watch the ocean.

Suddenly, there’s a presence near that flops down beside you. At first you don’t look, but the sound of katanas being set against the wood of the deck gives away who it was.

“So, uh… I hope you aren’t mad at me. I wasn��t looking where I was going and tripped over the edge of the curtain,” Zoro says, looking away from you while rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m sorry. I should’ve said that sooner.”

You can’t help but smile at how flustered he is, and how sweet he’s trying to be.

“I’m not mad. If anything, I thought you were mad at me,” you say as you lean your head against Zoro’s shoulder.

He lets out a small sigh like he was holding his breath. While wrapping his arm around you, he smirks and says, “Well, I can’t be mad at getting the chance to see something like that.”

Once again you’re blushing, hiding your face in Zoro’s shoulder.

“So you’re acting like Sanji now, huh?” you ask playfully, trying to hide how flustered you are by his comment.

Zoro tilts his head to look at you. “I’ll take that as my punishment. I’m nothing like that pervy cook,” he says as he places his chin on the top of your head.

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Sanji 𖦹ࡇ𖦹

Normal Sanji reaction, nosebleed and falling to the floor on his knees in a desperate attempt to gain your love.

Swears he didn’t look but he definitely did.

Up your ass for the rest of the day literally? jkjk.

Every time he sees you afterwards he just imagines what he saw that day.

But if it scares you? That’s a different story…

The large city spread farther than the crew had anticipated. Of course, everyone was entranced by their own area of interest—Luffy at a butcher shop, Robin at a cute little bookstore that smelled of paper, and Nami was ready to go shopping.

“Y/n, do you wanna come with me? That boutique has the cutest tube tops!”

Before you can answer, she’s already dragging you by the hand to the store—but not without the blond cook in quick pursuit.

“I’ll go with you, Y/n and Nami~”

You can practically feel Nami rolling her eyes.

All three of you go from shop to shop, collecting more and more bags, making Sanji carry them. He didn’t mind, as long as he got to be around you.

After a bit, you find a two-story café that sells a small selection of handmade clothing on the top floor. Immediately, you and Nami walk in and make your way to the second story. Sanji goes up the stairs effortlessly despite probably having 30 pounds of clothing in his hands.

There’s a small changing room in the corner for customers to try on clothing. Not many of the other shops you visited had one, so you and Nami took full advantage.

While you were both in the changing room, Sanji found a beautiful pink and white lace top that made him think of you. Overwhelmed by the idea of seeing you in it, he flings himself over to your dressing room door.

“Y/n~ I found this gorgeous top that would look absolutely amazing on you, my sweet~”

You jokingly roll your eyes on the other side of the door, still changing back into the top you were wearing before.

“Sure, let me see it, Sanji,” you say with a small chuckle.

The door had been locked, so there was no way he assumed you meant to see it at this exact moment, right? Wrong.

Sanji pulls on the handle a little harder than he should’ve, causing the latch to break and the door to swing wide open. You cover your mouth with your hands out of shock, then turn around to hide yourself.

“What is wrong with you, Sanji?!” you scream, your tone more fearful than angry.

He’s already on the floor, nosebleed in full effect, but once he hears the way you scold him, Sanji sits up.

“I’m so sorry, my love, I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m looking away, I promise.”

You hear a softness in his voice he rarely shows. After composing yourself for a second, you redress and turn around to see Sanji facing away from you on the opposite side of the room.

Nami gives you a look to ask if you’re okay. You nod at her with a faint smile. The loud noise startled you more than you thought it would—plus, having your crewmate see you in that state definitely didn’t help.

Later that day…

Back on the ship after a long day of fun and a few wild stories from the other members, everyone goes to bed a little early from exhaustion. It was your turn to be lookout first for the night, so you make your way to the crow’s nest, bringing your bags of clothing with you to look at in case you get bored.

It wasn’t long until you heard someone making their way up the ladder. Assuming it was Nami, you smiled and sifted through a bag to show her some of your new skirts.

You were surprised to see Sanji instead. He had an unreadable look on his face.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” he asks quietly.

You nod your head and let him sit next to you.

“I never want to make anyone uncomfortable—especially you.” Sanji looks at you with a soft and apologetic expression. “If anyone has ever hurt you enough to make you that jumpy… I don’t want to add to that. I’m sorry.”

His words make your heart skip a beat. You smile and look out to the ocean for a moment before turning back to him.

“Apology accepted. I can’t be mad at the boy who carried my clothes all day,” you say with a small laugh.

Sanji fakes being insulted.

“Boy?! For you, my love, I am a man!~”

You shake your head with another laugh at his antics, placing a small kiss on his cheek.

“That’s for making me feel better,” you say while laying against his shoulder. Cue another nosebleed.

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Law . ̫.

Freezes. Closes his eyes. Turns around. Walks away.

Can’t get the image out of his head and it’s driving him crazy.

Acts professional but is dying on the inside.

“I’m a doctor I’ve seen this, It’s no different” he tells himself but it is different.

Worried about you and your feelings more than anything but doesn’t outwardly show it.

Waiting patiently wasn’t your strong suit, especially with a gash covering your shoulder and collarbone. It was nothing too bad—just a few stitches needed. Having a habit of letting your guard down when fighting finally came back to bite you, and it was a nasty bite.

Law stands on the other side of the room, preparing the tools necessary to patch you up, focused and straight-faced like always. “Are you almost done? It hurts to lay down like this,” you ask with slight annoyance.

“Sit up if you want to, just be careful and push yourself up with your other arm. Do you need help?” he asks casually, as if you weren’t half-naked under the thin paper sheet. You hated having to use them, but keeping on a shirt covered with blood isn’t sanitary.

You shake your head, implying you don’t need help. Law goes back to preparing the needle while you use what little strength you have to pull yourself into a sitting position on the examination table.

It was harder than you thought. You tried to tuck the sheet covering you under your arm so it wouldn’t slip, but instead, you slip—right off the edge of the table and onto the floor, causing a shooting pain to surge through your whole arm.

Immediately, Law is at your side to help you up, trying to ignore the fact the sheet had now completely fallen off your body. You blush when you realize you’re exposed to him and quickly try to cover yourself. Bad mistake. Another shooting pain stretches its way through your arm and shoulder, causing you to yelp.

“Stop moving so much. You’re making it worse. Just wait a second and I'll give you something for the pain.” His ears are red, but his face is still focused and stern. You have your own blush dusting your cheeks as you nod at him and wait for all of this to be over.

He clearly saw, and that was all Law saw for the next few hours. It was wrong, and he knew it, but he was going to try and make it up to you.

Later that day…

It’s been a few hours and the medicine is starting to wear off. You lay in your bed, contemplating if you should go and ask for more. Would he say something? Would he act like it never happened? Will he stop talking to me? All these thoughts race through your mind until they’re interrupted by a knock at your door. Slowly, you make your way to answer, seeing Law holding a cup with pills and another cup filled with water.

His face shows the same expression as before, but a little more flustered. “Here. You need to take these for pain and to prevent infection.” He hands you the two cups cautiously. You smile faintly and take them from him, accidentally brushing his finger with yours.

Law’s ears turn red again at the contact. After clearing his throat, he says, “Dinner will be ready soon. You need to eat so you can heal quicker.” You can’t help but chuckle a little at how he’s acting. It was kinda cute. “Thanks, I’ll be there in a bit. I just gotta clean my room,” you say with a smile, setting down the cups on your dresser. “No, I’ll get someone else to clean it. You need to rest as much as possible,” he says as he turns and walks back toward the med bay.

You stand in the doorway, shocked for a moment. If it were any other crew member, he would still expect them to keep up with chores—within reason. Why were you any different?

Later that night…

After dinner, you find it hard to stand, too tired and sore from the long day. You decide to lay your head down on the table just for a few minutes so you can rest your eyes—or at least that’s what you told yourself.

You feel a warmth on your back and arms, waking you with a groan. When you turn around, you see Law draping his jacket over your shoulders. He freezes for a second before sitting next to you. “You shouldn’t sleep here, you know. It isn’t good for your back.” All you can do is groan again in response—the pain is starting to come back and your legs just won’t move. He sighs and stands beside you.

Before you know what’s going on, Law scoops you up carefully and begins to walk you to your room. You go to protest but find you don’t have the strength to.

Once you make it to your room, he sets you carefully on the bed. You’re already fast asleep during the short walk. He stands for a moment before scoffing to himself. “Sorry for today. Hope this makes up for it,” Law whispers, far enough away where he thinks you can’t hear.

But you do, because you knew he’d never say it to your face—and you’re okay with that. Maybe you’ll have to get hurt more often.

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Ace (๑>؂•̀๑)

Combusts out of sheer embarrassment.

Babbling and blushing mess trying to explain himself.

Apologizes a million times and asks all day if you’re upset with him.

Later he teases you about it just to see you get flustered again.

Secretly loved it but feels shameful. poor baby

Summer was coming quickly and everyone was feeling it, the Moby Dick felt like a sauna. Some were laying on the deck, sprawled out like death was taking them over, others wouldn’t accept their fate and attempted to catch any wind that might come their way.

You on the other hand, took the advantage to get some sun bathing in. No better time to tan when you’ll probably get sun poisoning in under thirty minutes right? Wearing a white ruffled bikini and sunglasses, you laid your towel out over a quiet area of the deck.

The breeze was a bit better where you were but you definitely weren’t going to tell any of the crew that. This spot was just for you, or so you thought.

After a while of rotating so you were evenly roasted, laying on your back and taking a nap sounded like a nice idea. Not noticing your bikini top had shifted while doing your last rotation. It didn’t matter anyway since no one was gonna find you here.

Ace got bored of everyone complaining and being no fun, it wasn’t that hot. He quickly noticed you weren’t where the others were and knew you would be way more entertaining than those babies. Boy was he right.

He rounded the corner to the area where you were still tanning but couldn’t tell you were asleep, with a bright smile on his face, Ace walked up with a plan to sit next to you while you were relaxing, but he stopped in his tracks halfway.

Realizing you were exposed, Ace half-way yells while stammering “Oh m-my god I’m s-so sorry I didn’t notice y-you were like…” His voice waking you in a startle makes him finally understand you were asleep the whole time and he could’ve just walked away with no one knowing what happened. shit.

You quickly fix your top and blush while glancing up at Ace “It’s fine, you really scared me though...” Brushing off the situation clearly wasn’t going to happen. Why of all people did it have to be Ace? “But that’s not what I’m apologizing for! Or well yeah I’m sorry about that too… But uh mainly the… Other thing.”

He’s practically steaming by this point, you know what he was really saying sorry about but you didn’t want to make things more awkward than they already were. “Like I said It’s fine I’m not mad, well, I won’t be if you go get me a drink.” you say with a playful wink. Ace sighs with relief and chuckles “Sure, anything for you.”

Later that night…

Once the sun sets the crew becomes a bit more lively, the majority of the heat settled and people wanted to relax. Multiple crew members sit on a long bench out on the deck and yell over each other in drunk slurs, you go to grab a drink yourself when Ace steps in front of you.

Way more cocky than before, he smirks and hands you a drink himself. “For the girl who wanted to flash me earlier~”

A light blush comes across your face as you snatch the drink from his hands. “Well you were the one who liked it~” You say with a playful smirk of your own, he clearly did like it, because all night he’s been doing a shitty job at acting like he didn’t. Every time he looked at you his eyes wandered down lower than they should, and you liked that.

“I loved it actually, but I’d love it even more if I could see the full thing.” Everything about him made your heart skip a beat, sometimes it was hard staying composed around him but you always tried, sometimes succeeded. “Keep talking like that and you might get to one day.” You say while leaning in closer to him.

He doesn’t budge, instead he tucks a finger under your chin and brings himself so close you can feel his breath on your lips. “Y/n I’ll never stop flirting with you, even with that condition on the line.” Then suddenly, he gently presses his lips to yours in the softest kiss you’ve ever had.

You really hope he wasn’t lying.

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freak in you – s. ryusei.

wc: 4k.

cw: size, breeding and mirror kink, a tiny winy little bit of thigh riding, belly bulge, fingering, lots of spit and an abnormal amount of cum (yours and his!), squirting, dirty talk, subspace mention, literally one clit slap, reverse cowgirl → (semi) full nelson → honestly idek what position it's but he's using your body like his personal fleshlight!! reader has a pussy but no pronouns were defined ^-^ shidou is nasty, a pervy and a meanie! you get cockdrunk at some point so dumbfication!!! also dacryphilia! reader gets called small a lot so beware!

a/n: this is straight up pure smut, no plot, just filthiness!

also i always try to make reader as neutral as possible in every feature so anyone can fit in my writings but for this especially reader is shorter than shidou – nothing impossible though since he's 6'1" tall and all but anyway! other than that, there's no specifications for skin/hair/eye colors, weight or anything! hope everyone is comfortable with what i write!

the atmosphere in your bedroom is suffocating as ryusei devours your lips, you feel his hands everywhere on your body at once and they make you feel so, so hot, your panties are soaked and practically glued to your core with how wet you're, and you know shidou can feel it too when he whistles, his muscular thigh meeting your clothed cunt.

"mmh, you're dripping all over my pants, sweets." the smirk stretching his lips is audible through his tone, fingers sinking on your hips and bringing you closer to him, you can't hold back the moan bubbling up your throat at the delicious friction his muscles give your sore clit. "is it all f'me?"

"shidou..." you only get to whimper, long lost in the trance he's put you in, it's like you're intoxicated as soon as his lips touch your skin, your mind unable to formulate thoughts about anything but him and his hot kisses trailing your neck, sharp teeth nibbling on your flesh.

"that's my name, pretty." he sings, wet tongue coming out to lick a fat stripe up your collarbone, it's all too much to your poor little head – and pussy. everything is foggy, you can only focus on your boyfriend before you, legs spreading wider to give him more room between them. your hips move on their own, grinding against shidou's thighs and oh, he loves it so much, how desperate you get for him everytime he kisses you on the right spots, the shy whimpers in that sweet voice of yours are music to his ears, he wants to consume every single part of you, fill your brain with him and only him – as if he needed to.

his lips leave burning spots on your skin when he pulls away, knee pressing further onto your drooling cunt as his large hands grab your sides, a squeal erupting from your throat and your fingers grip shidou's shirt, watery eyes staring at his devious ones.

"quit teasing, ryu." his antics bring a pout to your swollen lips, he can't help but snicker at your cute face – makes him want to totally rail you.

"no need to say twice, darling." and suddenly he's pushing you against the mattress, fingers hooking on the sides of your panties and sliding them down your legs and into his pocket – but not before sniffing them heavily. oh, he's such a pervert.

his digits plunge into your pleading hole without any time for you to get used to it, you can only moan in response at the way they stretch you out, your thighs lock around his wrists, earning a smirk from him before he pries them open, watching the way your greedy cunt swallow his thick digits.

"ryu–! ryu!" his name feels like a mantra on your tongue, he's just fingering and prepping you but it already feels so deep, his skilled fingers have no trouble in finding that spot inside you that has your eyes rolling back and your hips bucking up, the way he's thumbing at your little clit, rough pad adding to your pleasure as you slowly fall apart before him.

"gonna cum already, honey bun?" his teasing tone goes straight to your core, you try and whine in retaliation but shidou knows you love it, your cunt getting impossibly wetter tells him you do. the squelching sounds of his fingers dragging against your sensitive walls are quite embarrassing – for you, at least. because your boyfriend thinks it's one of the hottest things his ears have ever been graced to hear, your cute, desperate pussy so wet for him it literally soaks his palm.

his face comes down to your breasts level, his hot tongue poking at one of your perky nipples before placing the wet muscle flat on it, lips wrapping around your soft flesh and sucking the hard bud into his mouth, the squeal you let out at the extra stimulation is so adorable he feels his dick nearly exploding.

when he pulls away from your mound, there's a string of saliva connecting his lips to your slick nub – so sensitive that the mere breeze of his breath against it makes your body twitch and a whimper escapes you. your skin burns under the boy's tongue licking up your collarbone, neck and jaw before reaching your cheek, leaving a trail of spit all over you, it feels nasty – and it makes your head spin.

you can barely process your surroundings, all the thoughts that aren't related to your boyfriend vanishing from your mind like steam, you can only think about how good his fingers make you feel, how they fill you up so well and reaches all those spots inside you that your smaller hands can't, it's like your whole body is on fire, toes curling on the mattress and thighs quivering, threatening to close but the tall man hovering over you won't let them. the coil in your stomach only tightens and tightens, you know it's about to snap at any time now, and if you do, shidou does too – you can tell by the way his thrusts speed up, fucking his fingers into your fluttering hole at an inhumane pace – because of course, that's what he's; a demon luring you into his sweet temptation.

his hand grabs your face harshly, smushing your cheeks together to force your lips into a pout, your eyes opening as you stare at him with tears pooling on them, wetting your lashes and he swears he could cum untouched, right then and there, just by watching your face twisting in such hot expressions.

his tongue itches to be inside your mouth, tasting and consuming you entirely, claiming your body and soul as his – again, as if he needed to. his lips are on yours in a blink of an eye, sharing a bruising kiss and you can only moan when his teeth tug at your bottom lip, urging you to part them open and let him explore the depths of your mouth, his tongue licking against yours makes it so messy and dirty, spit running down your chin and leaking from the corner of your lips.

at this point your brain has already turned into mush, you're drunk and dumb on the pleasure he's giving you, unable to even kiss him back, all you can do is mewl loudly against his lips. your senses are filled with shidou ryusei and only him, you don't realize when you raise your leg up and your foot presses down on his growing bulge, earning a whimper from the man above you.

"heh, playing dirty now aren't we, sweets?" he mumbles, lips swollen and shiny brushing against yours as he speaks, tone giving away how much he yearns for you.

your desperation is so palpable he can taste it, your nails scratch his biceps to try and ground yourself when his wrist touches your denied clit along with his fingers pinching your nipple, shock waves running through your whole body making it tremble, your back arching off the bed when it gets too much for you to handle, the tight knot in your stomach loosening up and you cum so hard your vision goes white for a moment, eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

“that's it, make a mess for me.” his voice affects you like some kind of spell, your cunt gushing out more and more of your cum onto his palm, the bedsheets already soaked with your fluids only getting wetter and wetter as shidou keeps fucking his fingers into your hole, helping you to ride out your orgasm. “you're so fucking hot.”

the praise rolls off his tongue smoothly, going straight to your core and making you desperate for more of him, a whine ripping your throat at the sudden emptiness when he pulls his fingers out, you have no time to calm down from your high before your walls clench and beg for more, your brain not even considering that you might just break when it tells your lips to move and speak up, words leaving you so naturally.

"m–more, ryu…” your voice comes out strangled and laced with desperation, shidou's lips stretching in a wide smirk as his tongue darts out to lick them, contemplating the state you find yourself in – cheeks stained by dried tears, lips slightly parted as you try and catch your breath, eyes staring at him so sparklingly and so needy, pupils blown out and gaze overflowing with lust when yet again your foot presses down on his bulge. "wan' feel you inside."

oh, who's he to deny such a request? in one swift motion he's pulling down his sweatpants along with his boxers, you can feel your mouth watering at the sight of his huge cock standing tall and proud, leaky tip looking so inviting and seeming to be calling and telling you to wrap your lips around it.

you lift your upper body off the bed, supporting on your elbows as your eyes literally ogle over your boyfriend's dick, cunt drooling and clenching around nothing feeling so empty, craving to be filled to the brim with his gooey cum.

shidou is pleased by your reactions, staring at him so dumbly and without a single thought in your head, just him and his stupidly huge cock that could easily rip you open – and it seems to be exactly what you want.

so that's what he does, hands holding your waist and hoisting you up so easily it reminds you of how bigger than you he's, how he could overpower you without any fight and literally manhandle you – just like he's doing now. in an blink of an eye he's seated down on the mattress, facing your back as you're on top of him, your fluttering pussy hovering over his sensitive tip as both of your eyes set on the mirror in front of you.

you take a few seconds to look at yourself, your skin is covered up in hickeys from your neck to your breasts – a beautiful work of art in ryusei’s opinion; lips swollen and eyes puffy from the previous tears, your hair a little disheveled and inner thighs shining with your arousal. then you move to check your boyfriend and you swear you almost cum just from the sight, his own thighs apart in a manspreading as he supports his weight with one hand on the bed, wide chest in full display – you don't even know when he took his shirt off – and that intoxicating gaze in his eyes staring directly at you, his huge frame making you look even smaller compared to him.

with shaky hands, you reach for his knees to steady yourself, eyes catching through the mirror the exact moment when shidou holds your waist with one of his hands, the other lining his dick with your entrance and you bite down on your lip in anticipation, his words giving away how eager he's.

“c’mon, hurry up and sit.” he lowers your body onto him, both of you hissing at the contact of his leaky, fat tip with your slippery cunt, even after all his preparation and the ridiculous amount of lubrication dripping down your thighs, your hole still flutters and clenches around him trying to accommodate his sheer size and you need a few seconds to get used to the stretch, you can't help the few tears pricking the corner of your eyes at how good it feels to be filled up, that familiar sensation of fullness hitting you and you're ready to start moving but then there's more.

you look down to where you two are connected, only to be met with a few inches of your boyfriend's dick still out, your pussy all stretched around him and yet there's more to go in. it can't be true, your eyes must be betraying you because you can't believe it, of course you've had him all the way in and of course you knew how massive he's but you've never tried this position – and it's ridiculous how impossibly deeper he can reach in it. your hands fly to grab his, holding onto them as you try to stop him from sinking you further down.

“w–wait, ryu.” your eyes meet through the mirror, there's clearly a scoff on his face as he stares at you with one raised brow, you can feel the way his cock is pulsating against your walls and how much he's holding back to not just fuck you dumb already. your next remark blooms a proud smirk on his lips. “you're too big! ‘s not gonna fit…”

“‘course i am, pretty. gonna make it fit and y’gonna take it like you always do, yeah?” he teases, guiding your hips to meet his pelvis and literally splitting you open on his cock, you scratch at his forearms, wiggle your ass trying to escape from his vice grip on your waist, whine for him to wait and that “‘s too much, can't take it!” and squirm restlessly on his lap but none of these seem to stop him. he sinks you further and further down, your walls squeezing impossibly tighter around his shaft and making it no easy for him. “shit, loosen up a little f’me baby.”

you can't even make out his words, it's like you're being torn apart by his dick but god, it's amazing, the feeling too overwhelming for you to understand anything. it feels like he's in your ribs when he finally bottoms out, it feels hard to breath, a sigh making its way through his lips as he gives you an experimental thrust, watching how you'll react – but you're too light headed to complain, getting only to whine his name, head thrown on his shoulder.

his eyes trails down your limp body through the mirror, catching a glimpse of what seems to be a bulge on your belly. his fat tip rests against your cervix, you can feel the way his cock twitches and can't understand why until his fingers apply some pressure on your tummy, you whimper and immediately look down to where he's pressing, only to be met with the skin of your stomach slightly distended trying to accommodate your boyfriend's girth, and you feel dizzy.

“ehe, pussy so tiny it can barely take my dick.” he growls in your ear when your cunt starts clenching uncontrollably around him, but you can't help it. it's how he said, his cock is so huge that your pussy can't take all of it without a bulge forming on your stomach, your mind is all fogged up and you don't stop your hips from lifting before letting them down, starting to ride him lazily.

a proud, wide smirk appears on shidou's lips as he watches you struggling to move on his dick, your hands holding onto his knees to balance yourself, your arousal all over his strong thighs with how you're humping him. and you're being so damn loud, desperate moans overflowing your mouth because surprisingly it's not enough. not his dick – no, you've never felt so full in your life, but you can't seem to do it right, trying desperately to make him hit the right spot inside you.

shidou, however, is delighted, eyes fixed on how your pussy swallows him whole, your fluids forming a white ring around his base and soaking his balls, your frustrated cries reaching his ears and you sound so cute, he can't end it just now.

it doesn't take too much for you to grow tired, thighs giving out from trying and pleasure yourself, your body laying back and resting on ryusei's chest as you start to hump him pathetically, gaze finding his on the mirror and you mewl for his help, clenching your walls around his pulsating shaft and trying to convince him to fuck you.

and you look so vulnerable like this, grinding against his crotch like a bitch in heat and whining his name so helplessly, he's going crazy – feral, insane. with a sudden urgency, he's hooking his hands under your knees, pulling your legs up to your chest and exposing your stuffed pussy, his fingers gripping tightly on your thighs as he literally ogles your abused hole spamming around his length – the bulge on your tummy even more notorious now.

"woah, what a privileged view we've got here, don't y’think, sweets?" he whistles, bouncing your body experimentally on his cock and almost losing his mind with how easy he can move you, using your pussy like his personal fleshlight.

"shi– shidou–!” you yelp at his actions, feeling too ashamed to look at his face, the way he's holding you up against him with your legs wide open, cunt on full display for his hungry eyes, mirror reflecting the way his dick stretches you so well, your toes curl in the air as you paw at his hands – that's not what you meant when you asked for his help. "w–wait, ryu, this is embarrassing–!”

he doesn't listen to you – he never does. ignoring the way your nails scratch his skin, he starts bouncing you more fervorously, lifting your little frame off his cock – only the tip in – before slamming you down again, then repeating again and again and again. he's acting like an animal already, panting and grunting at your gummy, warm and tight walls rubbing against him so well, it's like you're trying to milk him with how much you're clenching, high-pitched moans spilling from your lips along with a few whimpers whenever his tip hits either your cervix or that sweet spot inside you that has you seeing stars – the spot that only his massive dick can reach.

there's not a single thought on your head aside from how well shidou is fucking you, using your body as he pleases like you're a ragdoll, made with the only intention of pleasuring him, your tongue lolling out of your mouth as your eyes are trained on the mirror – more specifically, on the dick going in and out of your hole in a inhumane pace.

oh, and shidou thinks you look so sexy like that. your face contorting in pleasure, spit dripping from your loosen tongue and eyes clouded with lust, you're unable to even formulate a phrase, only incoherent whimpers coming from your lips – completely drunk and dumb on his cock. “look at you, fucked dumb on my dick already, letting me use you as my cocksleeve, so small and so nasty.”

your nails dig into his biceps’ flesh, using them as some kind of leverage as he literally rails your pussy, you feel like you're about to melt under his touch with the way his tip hits your sweet spot over and over and over again, lazy eyes watching how the bulge on your tummy disappears before reappearing whenever he sinks you down.

it feels so good, to be manhandled, overpowered, left helpless with the only option of taking it, you're on the verge of tears and your throat is sore from moaning so loud but you can't help it when wave after wave of pleasure runs through your veins, the feeling is so overwhelming yet so amazing, you feel so damn full yet you don't want shidou to ever pull out, walls clamping down on his length furiously like your pussy is trying to get every single drop of him – and it's.

he growls and moans at the feeling, a smirk reaching his lips as even dirtier thoughts crowd his mind. he wants to make a mess of you, fill you up with his cum and spurt his seed so deep in your womb to claim you as his, marking you in every possible way as a sign that you belong to him, and your cunt belongs to where it rightfully is – being pounded by his cock.

“a–ha, such a dirty little thing, aren't you? so fuckin’ tight sweets, gonna make me cum so hard.” he's licking at your tears, biting your earlobe and whispering such nasty things against it, he seems to be on a mission of making you lose your mind – and he knows that he already succeed on it. “gonna fill you up so good, make you cum all over my cock, y’want that don't you?”

it's insane. the way he's pushing your knees together, one arm looping under them to hold you against his chest and he's holding you with just one arm, his free hand sneaking between your thighs to rub harsh circles on your neglected clit – and you nearly explode. “so good, so good, it's so good!” is all you can think, he's thrusting his hips up to meet yours and bouncing your body up and down, you can feel the way his dick is pulsating and how every single vein on it rubs so deliciously against your gummy walls, the rough pad of his thumb stroking your nub so fervently and it's all too much.

the knot inside you snaps and your toes curl in the air, your head thrown back on your boyfriend's shoulder when you cum on his dick, a long moan leaving your lips and your mind is blank, unable to process anything but the way your orgasm hits you.

“that's it baby, cum all you want, y're so hot.” you barely understand what he's saying, still lost in cloud nine due to your climax, slowly riding it out as you calm down, but shidou doesn't falter on his moves, hips still slamming into your ass and thumb still rubbing your clit – though it's a more feather touch this time. you whine and writhe in his grip, slurred cries about it being too much but he's not listening, he never is. “keep crying pretty thing, my dick’s gonna explode.”

he's a freak, you feel your whole body on fire as he continues to bounce you on his cock, the squelching sounds so louder now you've came, your body going up and down easier and you're so sensitive, even the tiniest thing is enough to make you snap yet once more – in this case, shidou's palm giving your clit a light slap. your eyes roll back to your skull behind your eyelids, your sore throat unable to make any sound but a high-pitched cry, legs shaking uncontrollably and your ears going deaf for a second when you squirt.

your cum drenches everything – shidou's arms, his thighs, your thighs, the sheets, even the mirror gets dirty with a few drops, you're truly making a mess, and ryusei loves it so much, he's brought over the edge as well, thick, hot ropes of cum spurting in your core.

he moans in your ear like a whore, dick throbbing and twitching as he blows his load inside you, it's so much it nearly bloats your stomach, some of it leaking from your hole as he keeps moving you up and down.

“y–eah, so damn hot sweets, gon’ knock you up, breed this pussy real good ‘till i’m satisfied.” he knows you're not listening, watching through the mirror how your body writhes in his arms as you try to ride out your orgasm, it's so intense and the way his hot cum is filling you up doesn't help at all, you feel so overstimulated that you can't even open your eyes, seeming to be on the verge of passing out, lips dumbly murmuring your boyfriend's name.

"uh uh, don't sleep on me now, pretty face, we're not done yet." when he finally pulls out, it's a true mess. his sticky cum is flooding from your cunt, dripping down your thighs and onto his along with your own fluids, it's the hottest thing he's ever seen and he takes a few seconds to fully admire it, before laying back on the mattress with you on top. he lines his dick with your entrance yet again, teasing voice breaking your subspace walls as he thrusts up, shoving all of his size in you with one swift motion. "gotta breed this pussy a few more times to make sure you're nice and full.”

#blue lock smut #bllk smut #shidou ryusei smut #shidou smut #ㅤ𔘓 – my works...!

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xoxojisu · 4 months ago

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀 "go beyond!"

BAKUGO KATSUKI

cuddling with katsuki <3

unofficialbf!katsuki

"we're not dating!" in which the 1a girls have a lot to say about you and katsuki's not-relationship.

secret language! in which you and katsuki have a... special way of communicating.

anyone but you in which there are certain things that katsuki wouldn't allow for anyone but you.

"lalalala" yapper reader x listener katsuki. in which you finally get to see katsuki!

"don't stop loving me." in which things were always easy between you and katsuki until suddenly, they weren't. (aka you pull back and katsuki notices and hates it) (more unofficialbf!katsuki hehe)

still holding you in which you've been scared of storms since you were a kid but katsuki's always got you. childhood katsuki storm comfort (pt 2 to that)

dicksuki. in which you seek out comfort from unofficialbf!katsuki and he says something mean and it's your final straw. + katsuki can't stand seeing you cry.

soft unofficialbf!katsuki

crashout central in which katsuki has no idea if you like him or not.

worrying abt being too clingy w katsuki drabble

so us in which watching damian and anya reminds you of katsuki and you. spy x family crossover ep!

say stay. in which you're hoping you can stay and sleep with katsuki tonight.

i don't even like you! in which katsuki destroys something he doesn't know how to hold. (aka he's a big fat meanie) fuck, i'm in love with you. (pt two) makeup fic for 'i dont even like you'

katsuki x reader texts

mine in which a guy confesses to you on valentine's day. how will katsuki react?

thinking abt katsuki's tummy..

catsuki in which katsuki loves when you get your nails done.

KIRISHIMA EIJIRO

justfriends!eijiro

does he like me? in which it's hard to tell whether kirishima is so nice that it's hard to tell whether he likes you or you're just #delusional.

playful pool day w unofficialbf!kirishima

TODOROKI TOUYA (DABI)

not too hot for you. in which touya thinks he's too hot. too fiery, too intense, too volatile. he's a war machine for killing. he's broken and unworthy of love. you show him otherwise.

𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 "love is the most twisted curse of them all."

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

pinning down the truth in which after a certain little incident during training, megumi starts avoiding you! you think he might be upset with you or not like you, but little do you know, it's the complete opposite. after lots of teasing and a lot of emotion, the truth finally gets pinned down.

justfriends!megumi

mama y papa in which you and megumi are practically married + nobara and itadori’s parents

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 "become the one who chooses, not the one waiting to be chosen."

CHIGIRI HYOMA

this is falling in love. in which falling in love with chigiri hyoma is slow. it's quiet. but it's sweet, and it's easier than you could ever imagine.

ITOSHI RIN

clingy in which in your relationship with rin, you've always been the affectionate one. the touchy one. the clingy one. so one day, you pull back from touching him so much, and it kills him.

MIKAGE REO

codependent!reo

NAGI SEISHIRO

undercover menace nagi in which people think that nagi seishiro is this cool, effortless, nonchalant guy. he's sort of emotionless and apathetic in a way that leaves everyone wondering. everything he does is easy for him, and he's just so cool and uncaring. he would never do something stupid like mess with his partner. they're WRONG.

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 "because people don’t have wings, we look for ways to fly."

KOZUME KENMA

"i love you." in which kenma quietly realizes he's completely, utterly in love with you.

MIYA OSAMU

you're pregnant?! in which you're pregnant with osamu's baby and need to break the news to atsumu, but he somehow spoils it.. for himself?

IWAIZUMI HAJIME (27) athletic trainer

soft domesticity w/ him <33 in which hehehehehe shirtless iwaizumi hajime (27) athletic trainer

these are all female reader <3 sometimes gender is unspecified but i don't write for male reader sorry. i'm happy to take requests and ideas but i won't always write for them if i a) don't think i can or b) just don't wanna. i do not take emergency requests. (too much pressure + stress sorry!) i don't write smut (most you'll see is suggestive), incest, noncon, dark content, etc. sfw blog! thank you and happy reading! 💗

old works dividers from @cursed-carmine and @enchanthings <3

#jisu writes!#< thats a new tag btw #oh lord #what have i done #jisu writing era comeback #i might play around w the format but this is just a basic one #please don't think this means im gonna be writing a lot again #this is just a list for when the motivation suddenly strikes

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wendichester · 2 months ago

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Saw this one tumblr post about a soulmate AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soulmate so they can grow old together🥺

I wanted to ask how your take on this idea would be with your favorite spn character

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ til i saw you,

summary. you stop aging at 18, until you reunite with your happily ever after.

pairing. dean winchester x reader genre. fluff ; soulmate au

wordcount. 1080

notes / warnings. very brief mention of sex / this idea is honestly too cute!

You stop aging at eighteen.

Everyone does.

It’s the first thing they teach you in school, right after the alphabet. Right after how to count to ten.

"You will age until your eighteenth birthday," the teacher says, "and then you’ll stay that way until your soulmate touches you. That’s when time will start again. For both of you."

You remember wondering what that touch would feel like. Would it burn? Would it glow? Would the world shift on its axis?

But that was... a long time ago. And you're still here. Still eighteen. Still waiting. Twenty-seven birthdays later.

You wake up on the same mattress in the same little apartment you’ve been calling home for a decade now. Skin smooth, eyes clear, a body that never aches. On paper, you're one of the lucky ones. Immortality is soft on your bones. But it’s hard on your heart.

There’s only so long you can pretend you’re just a late bloomer. People stop asking after a while. They start to look. Whisper. Wonder. You lie. A lot. About your age, about where you’re from, about why you never seem to change.

And maybe the worst part—maybe the cruelest—is how easy it is to fall in love with the wrong people along the way. You’ve done it. Twice. Maybe three times, if you're being honest. But no matter how close they get, no matter how much you want it to happen, nothing changes.

No touch restarts your clock.

Until him.

It’s late when he walks into the gas station. Midnight and humming, the fluorescent lights above your head buzz like insects. You’re chewing gum and half-asleep behind the register when he strolls in, tall and broad and all leather jacket and swagger. He has a look in his eyes that says he’s seen too much and still hasn’t stopped looking.

You barely glance up when he drops a handful of items on the counter: beef jerky, a bottle of whisky, pie.

“Quiet night?” he says, voice deep and rasped, like he’s been singing with gravel in his throat.

You nod. Then look up.

And something... shifts.

It's not a sound, not a spark, not the glowing halo you used to imagine when you were little. It's a feeling. A pull. Your chest tightens like someone’s wrapping a thread around your ribs and tugging—just once. Gently. But enough to make your breath hitch.

He notices. Freezes.

The pie falls from his hand, lands with a soft thud against the counter. You both stare at each other like someone just flipped the universe upside down.

“You feel that?” he asks. And it’s not a line. It’s not casual. His voice is rougher now. Almost afraid.

You nod. Whisper, “Yeah.”

He lifts a hand slowly. Gives you time to step back, to say no, to deny it. But you don’t.

When his fingers touch yours, it’s instantaneous.

Like heat waking in your veins. Like time exhaling. Your heart stutters and then races, faster than it’s beat in years. You feel your skin come alive—blood rushing, lungs expanding, every cell remembering how to move.

And from the way he sways, the way his eyes widen and mouth parts, you know he’s feeling it too.

“Jesus,” he mutters. “I thought—I thought I’d die before this ever happened.”

Your lips curve. “You’re old, then?”

He barks out a laugh. “Let’s just say I’ve been eighteen long enough to miss rotary phones.”

You grin. “I’ve never used one.”

He leans closer. “Wanna come with me?”

You blink. “Where?”

“Anywhere.” A pause. “Everywhere.”

That’s how it begins.

A duffel bag. A backseat. The open road. Dean Winchester drives like it’s a religion and swears like it’s punctuation. He flirts without meaning to, laughs like he’s been starved for it, and kisses you like the world might end at any second.

The first time he makes you come, it’s in a motel room somewhere outside of Denver.

You’re both breathless from running—something about vampires, or maybe ghosts; you didn’t ask, too drunk on adrenaline and the way he’d looked at you in the dark. Like you were already his.

He kisses you soft at first, like he’s afraid he might break you. But his hands are anything but shy. They trail up your thighs, parting them like he already knows what’s underneath. When he finally pushes inside you, it feels like you’ve waited centuries for this exact kind of stretch, that kind of fullness, the kind of groan he makes when you clench around him.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he rasps into your neck, voice hot and hungry. “You feel like heaven.”

You arch under him. “Then don’t stop.”

He doesn’t.

Being with Dean is nothing like you imagined.

He’s not soft. Not exactly. But he’s gentle in the ways that matter. He makes coffee in the mornings, leaves the radio on your favorite station, kisses the inside of your wrist like a promise. He reads you bedtime stories in Latin just to make you laugh. He teaches you how to shoot a gun and then buys you a strawberry milkshake after because he says it’s “important to balance the badass with the cute.”

And maybe it’s not perfect. You still fight. He still shuts down sometimes, still carries the weight of the world in the slope of his shoulders. But now, when he breaks, you’re there to hold him. And when you tremble, he’s already pulling you into his chest, pressing kisses into your hair, reminding you that he’s not going anywhere.

Not now. Not ever.

Months pass. Then years. You both start to age.

Little things at first. A crinkle at the edge of his eyes when he smiles. The slight ache in your hips when you ride him too long.

But it’s beautiful, this slow unraveling. This proof that it’s real. That you found each other. That time is moving again—together.

He touches the first silver strand in your hair like it’s a miracle.

“I’ve waited a long time for this,” he says, voice thick with feeling.

You cup his cheek. “What? The wrinkles?”

He grins. “No. You.”

And maybe you’ll never know why it took so long. Why fate made you wait. But when he holds you at night, when his breath is warm on your shoulder and his arms are wrapped tight around your waist, you finally stop wondering.

Because your clock is ticking.

And so is his.

And you’ll grow old.

Together.

Just like you were meant to.

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fics-lovebot · 4 months ago

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jujutsu kaisen fic recs pt. 2

main masterlist - jjk fic recs pt. 1 - jjk fic recs pt. 3

· · ♡ · · tysm to the amazing creative minds of the writers for giving me sevaral moments of joy reading your creations

these are my personal favs, so pls reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

big ttity gf - ( @cckaisen ) smau, suggestive, crack- LMAOOO THE INUMAKI ONES ALWAYS MAKE ME UGLY CACKLE

hey so i, like, want u or wtvr - ( @leyiorr ) CRACK, fluff, accidental confession smau. bro i swear, the inumaki ones kill me everytime i can´t, he is SO outta pocket

good! now punch his face! - ( @tender-rosiey ) crack, slice of life, jjk men and their kids being two peas in a pod, love it sm

i know you still think about the times we had - ( @saetoru ) angst, fluff, rich bf!gojo, his father makes you break up with him, it´s so angsty omg, they get into this HUGE argument bc gojo´s dad is a controlling mf

sanctuary - ( @arminsumi ) fluff, lowkey angst, weak!reader, bully!gojo, nah he´s just in love but doesn´t know how to say it

flicker of flame - ( @tteokdoroki ) fluff, nervous soon to be dad!gojo, pregnant!reader, he´s going to be the best dad ever

mirror´s pov - ( @teddybeartoji ) smut, "satoru likes jerking off in front of a mirror" YUP, a whole POV of him beating his meat to the thought of you BEAUTIFULLY written, very detailed

thatgirlis..poison!! - ( @gojosprettyprincess ) gojo smut, overstimulation. this is some gewwwd pwp, we love to see it

the weakeast - ( @screampied ) gojo ANNngst, character death mention. yall already know when it comes to angst i´m that girl, i know i good, well written angst when i see it

edging - ( @pseudowho ) smut, pwp, fluff, this,,,,this is one the BEST nanami smuts out there, i just know the description of the whole thing is 100% accurate, the details, the way this is written, the visuaLSsss ldskjfhjsalfh go read it pls

riding - ( @screampied ) smut, hubby!nanami, "riding nanami so good that it makes him want to propose", LASJHLSFJH THIS IS SOME GOOD STUFF, the ride was so good he had to propose.. again

my wife - ( @chastiefoul ) FLUFF, period. married!nanami and his obssession with the word "wife", I WANT TO KMS HE´S SO :((((((

husband vibes - ( @rayveneyed ) nanami fluff. read it, just do it, YOU NEED THIS POV IN YOUR MIND I PROMISE

forgotten lunch - ( @nanaslutt ) SMUT, fluff, possessive husband!nanami. RAAAAAAAH ( insert picture of that one werwolf ripping his shirt) this is crrraaazzzyyyyYYYYYYYYYY, nanami makes me go fucking FERAL

furniture shopping - ( @cursingtoji ) suggestive. this is such a toji thing fr lmao

more than a gym crush - ( @suguae ) toji smut, fluff. this one´s for us maladaptive daydreaming girlies

u still mad at me? - ( @dilfl0v3rss ) toji smut, praising, multiple orgasms, fluff if you squint. THIS IS SO- I FUCKIGN HATEHIMMMMMM, AND WHY DOES HE LIKE TO SUCK TOES I-plsiwanthimsobad

phoque - ( @slttygeto ) crack, teacher!suguru, twin girls dad!suguru, he accidentally curses in front of his daughters and now he´s gotta make up some bullshit story to save his ass, SLFHSLDKJHSLDH this is funny

fingers in his hair - ( @garoujo ) smut, choso loves having his hair pulled when he´s eating pussy,,,,,,,CALL A MF AMBULANCE a bitch just died

cherry blossoms - ( @sellenite ) smut, virgin!choso, phone sex, it´s his first orgasm yall, not yuji talking about a "sloppy toppy" LSJFHLSJDFHLFDH he´s so outta pocket

asleep - ( @tired-biscuit ) suggestive kinda, fluff, slice of life. "choso looks like a guy that would fall asleep with your titty in his mouth." you know what,,,hell yeah, he does

meanie - ( @arminsumi ) smut, mean!choso, “Why you actin’ like some dick-starved whore? I fucked you good this morning" THE WAY I SCREAMEDDDDDDDD “Is that what you needed, princess? Some good dick?" STOOOOOOOOOPPPP

it´s too much - ( @vienssunshine ) smut, dom!reader, inexperienced!choso and sub!chose fics are like crack to me, i´m obsessed, this is so detailed, he is eager to please sdlfjls and wants to try it all at once

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eicsferrari · 4 months ago

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Couldn't Make It Any Harder - fc43

pairing: franco colapinto & norris!reader

a/n: im not sure if i like this one but i love this song

masterlist

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ynnorris "go on vacations with your brother and your best friend, it will be fun!" they said... liars

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lando your the liar, you told me today that it was the best idea ever to travel together🤨

ynnorris you're*

ynnorris also you have no witness of that

yourbff how can you be so hot????

ynnorris literally you !!!

user4 hi girlie, can i date your brother?

ynnorris he's annoying so yes pls take him away from me

lando HEY

user4 ngl being noticed by the norris sibilings was not how i thought my day was gonna go

francocolapinto baby i can drive your car and maybe you'll love me

ynnorris quoting the beatles is the way to my heart you know me too well

user8 she calls him best friend but they flirt under every single one of her posts, you are not fooling anyone

user34 ok but franco flirts with everyone

user77 not like this

user23 we can switch places if u want

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ynnorris travelling but fear not, new music soon

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user22 yn pop domination is coming

user45 after her last breakup i just know we are getting the saddest song ever

user76 fr, it was BRUTAL. i'm glad she's doing better now

francocolapinto id jump in front of a train for you🛐

ynnorris ok bruno mars

user43 are they dating?? i don't understand their relationship

user21 no one does lol they met last year when franco got to f1 and since then they became "best friends" who flirt all the time, have insane chemistry and can't keep their hands off each other

user89 the fashion icon that you are

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francocolapinto saw some fishes🐟

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lando without me💔

ynnorris you wanted to stay at the hotel and play videogames ??? you made your bed now lay on it

lando meanie😔

ynnorris WHY WOULD YOU POST THE LAST ONE??? that was just for us i look terrible

francocolapinto you always look gorgeous

user17 she said just for us🥺 stop feeding my delusions

user55 her smile on slide 1 ... call me crazy but that's what being in love looks like

user62 u are crazy but im glad at least you are self aware about it

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ynupdates yn norris opens up about dating in new interview: "(...) i don't fall as easily as i used to. when i was younger i was a hopeless romantic but now i have to think about the consequences, not to mention the public's reaction. loving another person can be so hard...sometimes i feel like a graveyard of once bloomed now withered hope and i'm not sure i can handle going through that again, being that hurt again (...)"

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user8 i'm crying so hard

user5 yourex when i get you,,,

user93 when she said after so many relationship failures she self sabotages and it's not fair to put anyone through that...

user43 i SOBBED, i desperately need someone to show her she's worthy of being loved

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ynnorris Last day

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user7 THE OUTFIT

user56 does this mean new music??????

ynnorris tomorrow babes😉

francocolapinto need you biblically 🥵

landonorris leave my sister alone u weirdo

user5 he just won't give up

francocolapinto you look really nice

ynnorris thanks fran❤️

user2 share the lip combo🙏🏼

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ynnorris emails i can't send: couldn't make it any harder - mp3

this is a vulnerable one but i hope you like it

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user15 the concept of fearing you are too hard to love...she read my diary for this one

user9 that is franco's hand,,,

user32 she spilled her heart on the song and you are thinking about a man?

user23 yes cause the song is literally for him

user44 we don't know that

user67 im devastated but this is a masterpiece

user48 has anyone else noticed that franco is not here? he always likes and comments

user74 yes he is always one of the first likes

user52 stop😭 i hope it doesn't mean anything bad

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ynnorris you told me right from the start i'm easy to love

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user7 ynfranco nation we were right !

user89 this caption after the song she released i'm so happy for them😭😭

yourbff FINALLY

user45 she's one of us

francocolapinto te amo🤍

ynnorris yo más 🤍

lando i approve i guess🙄

ynnorris you literally cried when we told you

lando fake news don't believe her!

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Taglist: @justaf1girl @anamiad00msday @readtoooomuch @2bormaybenot

#f1 smau #franco colapinto smau #fc43 smau #formula 1 smau #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 x you #franco colapinto au #fc43 au #fc43 x reader #franco colapinto fic #franco colapinto x reader #franco colapinto x you #fc43 x you

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hysteria-things · 1 year ago

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can we have a fic where reader is innocent and mean dom!matt takes her card if ykyk🙏🙏🙏

BONUS!

NOT SO INNOCENT

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!matt x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: matt figures out what game you’re playing; which your “innocence” is just an act.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FILTHY, swearing, dry humping, degradation, pussy slapping, fingering, finger sucking, p in v, spanking, choking, corruption kink, faux-sympathy, crying, breeding, ROUGH

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,069

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i’m sorry if the reader isn’t as innocent i’m too horny to write about innocence right now😪

MATT IS A MEANIE IN THIS! I’M WARNING YOU, THIS ONE IS A LITTLE MUCH! AS ALWAYS, BE AWARE THAT THIS IS FICTION! love you all :)

if innocent had a picture in the dictionary, it would be of you. Intimacy-wise, you’ve only held hands and kissed — not made out — kissed. you haven’t even been eaten out, let alone been fingered or fingered yourself. you’re a fucking virgin for crying out loud.

well… you have ridden your pillow before, thinking about your current boyfriend. especially when he’s sleeping next to you.

still being fully clothed, your clit rubs perfectly against the fabric while you rock your hips. you swallow every moan, instead choking out and breathing heavily. your pink bow lays haphazardly in your disheveled hair. looking at matt’s face, you lean forward to hit a different angle. you pout, shutting your eyes before the pillow disappears, and the ecstasy goes away. “stop acting like a slut and go the fuck to bed.” matt’s voice says, the pent-up orgasm fading away.

secretly, you’re a nymphomaniac. interesting. maybe you’re NOT SO INNOCENT after all.

most girls want their first time to be gentle and a night to remember, but you want it the opposite. you purposely want it rough. you want to cry out from how good it feels. you want to feel useless under matt’s weight.

wiping the sugar off of your hands, you finish your cookie, a smile of contentment on your face. you are leaning over the counter when you hear the front door of the home open. when the footsteps enter the kitchen, you bite your lip and wiggle your ass. you’re wearing a micro skirt, a lacy thong on full display.

“i’m so fucking sick of your shit,” he says suddenly, grasping your wrist and practically dragging you as you stumble up the stairs. you giggle to the bedroom. his hands push at your chest, causing you to fall back on the bed.

tearing your tights open, he rips off your panties. you wince, before squealing when he gives your pussy a slap. “you’re ready for me to fuck you dumb, huh?”

you nod frantically, earning another slap on your folds. “use your words.”

“y-yes.” you breathe out, eyes already watering. “yes, please.”

your heart beats fast in your chest, nervous but excited at the same time. you shiver once you feel fingertips graze your slit. collecting your slick, he inserts his pointer finger inside your hole. face scrunching up, you bite back a hiss.

torso lifting from the bed, he pins it back down with his hand on your stomach. another hand makes contact with the outside of your thigh. “relax. sit still for me, yeah?”

pumping slowly, you gasp softly into the air, before he adds his ring finger out of nowhere. “ah.” you moan painfully, the pressure feeling strange from his long digits moving in and out. his body shifts on top of you, lips hovering over yours.

right when matt kisses you longingly, he curls his fingers to get that spot nice and deep. because of how wet you are, it makes it easier for him to pump at a faster pace. you wiggle and squirm in his grasp, but there’s no point.

it’s embarrassing how quickly he pulls an orgasm out of you. you quiver underneath him nonetheless, a squelching noise heard once he takes his fingers out. he grips your jaw, taking you by surprise, and lifts his digits into your view.

they glisten in the moonlight, your release dripping down his knuckles. before being able to get out a breath, you choke instead when he shoves them into your mouth. you groan at the taste. “you like the way you taste?”

humming in a positive way, your eyes roll back when you suck the remaining liquid off. the flavor is sweet and salty at the same time. “slut’s getting turned on.” he says matter of factly, before gripping tight onto your waist to flip you over. he gives you a spank, groaning at the view.

soaking wet, arousal dripping down your inner thigh, he pulls down his pants. his eyes stay on the mess in front of him, pumping himself a few times before lining up to your entrance. his veiny hand takes your small ones and pins them behind your back. “come on.” you hear matt talk to himself, trying to push his tip inside of you. you arch your ass to him, crying out when there’s a stinging on your buttcheek. “greedy whore.” he mumbles.

“too big!” you whine, matt fucking only the tip in your needy cunt.

“too big.” he mocks with a scoff. “i’m not even close to halfway.”

pulling out, he laughs out loud. he’s fucking laughing at you. “i’ve been wanting to stretch out this pussy for months.”

biting the pillow your head is resting on, you scream when he suddenly bullies all of his cock into you. he moans, throwing his head back. this is better than he’s ever imagined. he wraps his hand around your neck.

that’s it. you’re officially under matt’s dominance.

sliding his dick in repeatedly, you moan uncontrollably in the pillow. “poor baby.” he coos in a faux tone. “not so goody-goody now, right?”

yeah, it’s painful, but it’s pleasurable at the time time. tears trickle down your face, your toes curling as his cock drills into you. your hands clench into fists, knuckles turning white. “fuck, fuck, fuck.” you whimper softly.

“god, you’re so fucking tight. my tight little pussy to use whenever i please,” he grunts, your body rocking to the point where the bed starts to squeak.

“it hurts!” you sob, rolling your eyes back when he hits your g-spot. “hurts too good!”

the same hot feeling as before forms in your abdomen. you clench around him, wanting to cum so badly on his shaft. “going to breed you real nice; fill you up to the brim so a part of me can be with you forever.”

a ring of white smears around his base, and you nod quickly. “i knew a slut like you would like that shit. you look so pretty cumming for me.”

body spent, you’re shaking as your brain feels empty. you can’t think straight anymore, only about how your boyfriend’s load paints your gummy walls. you try to catch your breath when he pulls out, still in position with a mixture of cum dripping from your cunt onto the comforter. you can’t help but smile sinisterly.

just like that, your innocence is gone.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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creepsterdreams · 6 months ago

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heyyy, is it okay to ask for touchstarved li's with a reader who's a hugger? Just something fluffy for the soul. Thankss :D

Fluff is always a win in my book✨plus I have a feeling some of them absolutely LOVE hugs even if they don’t admit it themselves

I hope you enjoy anon! Your very welcomeee ^_^

TOUCHSTARVED headcanons: MC who’s a hugger

Cw: tooth aching fluff, Vere and Mhin being meanies at first, some mentions of violence, some suggestiveness from Vere

LEANDER

You picked just the right man for this

He could be having an entire conversation with someone and if he sees you rushing towards him he opens his warms with a huge smile on his face and waits for you to jump on him

And he will excuse himself and casually walk away with you in his arms

“Excuse me please, it seems someone needs my attention.😁”

The fact that you are a hugger only makes him fall even MORE in love with you

BEAR HUGS

Uses any and every possible excuse to have his arms on or around you

Sitting at the bar of the Wet Wick? He’s draped himself over your body and is cuddling into your nape

Just succeeded at the smallest thing? He’s lifting you up and twirling you around

Just seeing you for the first or last time that day? Your both huddled up and swaying back and forth for at least 5 whole minutes

He’s blackout drunk? Will literally drag you around wherever with an arm around you

It irritates almost everyone around you but they don’t have the heart to say anything about it

You know except Vere, Mhin, and Ais probably-

The amount of times they’ve walked in on you two damn near molded into one, they lost count

“Should we let you two be so you can keep humping each other?” - Vere

Cue Leander’s embarrassed laughing

That still doesn’t stop him though

But in all honesty he loves the fact that you love hugs

Because that means he can be as affectionate as he wants with you :>

But it also means that whenever he’s sad mode he can just…flop into your arms and lay his head on your chest

Trust him when he says that no therapy can top the feeling of your arms wrapped around him while you gently rub his back

Will totally NOT use physical affection as a way to get what he wants

Please hug this man I can tell that he needs it

AIS

Whew boy…this one’s a doozy

He has the option to just hug you back and go about his day, but then again this is Ais we're talking about he refuses to NOT tease you

He see’s you running up to him, opened arms preparing to jump on him and he stands there, not doing a damn thing

He fully allows you to just tackle him and stand there with your arms around him

He stares down at you with that same smug grin

“Feeling touchy today, sparrow?”

Now just because he’s teasing you doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the hugs

In fact he l o v e s them

The rare days he actually does decide to reciprocate the affection he doesn’t let you go for as long as he can

He’s walking into the wet wick with your legs wrapped around his waist and arms on his shoulders, his hands sitting right underneath your butt securing you in his embrace

All everyone can do is just stare at him like “this fucking guy”

CUDDLE PILES WITH THE SOULLESS

Especially princess

The days where it’s extremely cold or he’s just feeling lovey dovey you’ll spend hours huddled up at the seaspring with princess laying across both of your laps and the rest of the soulless surrounding you

Like Leander, uses any possible reason to hug you like it’s the last time he’ll see you

Will walk up to you and lift you up with one arm to spin you around

Do not say your too heavy. He will challenge you on that

The last thing you hear before being lifted up is a raspy “come ‘er you”

The worse days where the voices of the hive mind are clouding any of his own thoughts and making him more loopy than usual, your arms is usually the first thing he seeks

Standing there for long periods of time, his body simply draping itself onto you, his head buried deep into your neck, all he needed was the feeling of your own arms around him, your face pressed against his chest

And just maybe if you listened close enough, you could hear what sounded like purring

KURAS

Hmm

Hmmmmm

I get the feeling that at first he would be caught off guard, not used to the feeling of someone clinging onto him so often

For some time he simply chuckles whenever you hug him and gives you a slightly awkward pat on the back before you pull away

But once he actually starts getting used to your affection, he’s more than happy to give it right back :>

Unlike the others who are fully prepared and have arms waiting for you, this tall man instead stands there with absolutely no intention of moving

He lets you run to him and pull him into a tight hold, paying no attention to what’s happening around him as he rests his hand on the small of your back, gently rubbing it

He never explicitly states that he loves or hates the hugs, but he does never pull away whenever you do it

If you happen to be at the clinic whenever he’s dealing with a patient and you wanted a hug he would tell you as gently as possible to wait a moment

“Give a minute would you my dear, I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Very soft but very firm <3

Does not give a fuck if other people say something about your excessive hugging

He’ll give them a harsh side eye but otherwise say nothing about it

If there is any chance he wants a hug back, he won’t directly say it, but he will make it known he wants one

Walks up to you and simply says “my love” before grabbing you by the hand to pull you close

It’s sudden, but that doesn’t make it any less wholesome

The kind of man to let you run up and hug him with all of your strength and simply continue the conversation he was having

Imagine one rare night he decides to bring out his wings and wraps them around you to add to the hug

Probably one of the few cases where he’s brought out his wings that wasn’t for “other” reasons

VERE

Wheeewwww all I have to say is, good luck

If you thought Ais was bad with the teasing, Vere will do you one better

The second you wrap your arms around him it’s like he’s programmed to bully you

“Aw well isn’t someone feeling needy.”

He’s not pulling away, but that doesn’t mean he’s shutting up lmao

The first time you did it, he simply stood there. Ears pressed down as his tail was fluffed up

He didn’t know what to do. I don’t think this guy has gotten a genuine hug before

His first instinct was to push you away, but he couldn’t find it in himself to do that. You weren’t attacking him or anything, you were just, embracing him?

Once you did pull away he replaced his initial shock with a smirk, using his pointer finger to lift your chin and ask if you wanted to touch him that badly

It takes him longer than Kuras to get used to your affection, he’s probably only used to being touched if it’s sex related unfortunately

Prefers if you gently wrap your arms around him instead of running up and practically jumping on him

He’ll be damned before he looks like a fool in public

Pray for whoever decides to be brave enough to comment on your hugging because it can go two ways

Vere says fuck it and kills them right there

Or he sends them so many passive aggressive comments they just walk away reevaluating their life

Only HE can bully you

Takes him forever to start coming to you for comfort hugs

It would have been at least some time after you’ve known each other

One day he just straight up drags you away from what your doing, making sure it was just you and him

He then proceeds to damn near suffocate you with his hold, but after a few seconds you hug him back, both of you locked in place, his tail wagging in pure glee

He tells you to pretend it never happened but you can see the way his tail sways whenever you hug him again

MHIN

In all honesty, they are probably the first one to actually push you away the first time you hug them

Not used to physical affection at ALL but also does not desire it

They didn’t mean to be so forceful when they pushed you, they just genuinely weren’t expecting you to be so…so

Affectionate?

So when you run up and jump on them one day after they just finished hunting soulless their all like “⁉️⁉️”

When you look at them with concern they just tsk and look away

“At least ask first.”

Is fully aware of your hugger tendencies they just…don’t know what to do with that

For some time you do ask first if it’s okay to hug them, and they say yes, but then they proceed to just stand there stiff as a board as you love on them

But if anyone dares to bring up your clinginess their quick to snap back at them

ESPECIALLY if it’s anyone besides Kuras

Even if they don’t show it, they do appreciate you being willing to be physically affectionate in anyway

Especially after so many years of them being convinced that no one could love a monster

Also prefers if you would gently hug them than run up, but also wouldn’t mind the second thing

If you do then they just blush and flick you on the head

Because I have a feeling that they are someone that you cannot sneak up on so there’s a good chance they heard you coming💔

After a while (like a few months) they eventually get used to your constant hugging, so if there’s ever a day where you aren’t wrapped around them then they are quick to wonder if your okay

We love soft Mhin

On the very rare days that Mhin ever seeks out your hugs for comfort, they make sure that they make it count

Like Vere, pulls you aside so it’s just the two of you and simply gives you a tight squeeze, with their hand resting on the back of your head

After that pull away and then pretend nothing just happened but you can see the blush on their face <3

#touchstarvedgame #Touchstarved #touchstarved headcanons #mhin #vere #ais #leander #kuras #vere x reader #ais x reader #kuras x reader #leander x reader #mhin x reader #Touchstarved x reader

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tpwk-formula1 · 7 months ago

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Biggest Fan - CL16

Requested by @nina-or-anna-or-nora "Heyy!! 💕 I saw you were asking some requests so I have one for an Smau!! (If you want to do it ofc) I was thinking about the reader being kinda like Sabrina or Olivia (a performer) and then Charles being like her biggest fan🤭just a super cute fluffy thing and he goes to every show he can or posts her and stuff🥹"

AN - Had so much fun writing this SMAU for you! Don't be afraid to send in requests that aren't apart of the Pizza Menu! I love Sabrina but I'm not a die hard fan so I have no idea how many outfit changes she has or the order she performs so if it's a little messed up I apologize! Also LMK if you wanna see me do this with more drivers and make it a little series of the drivers being head over heels for their girl friend!

Summary: Just Charles being in love with Y/N... and basically everyone in the F1 community!

Charles insta stories over the fall break

Twitter

Charles instagram

Liked by landonorris, youruser, carlossainz, and 2,090,513 others

charlesleclerc We're ready for you Austin ft. Y/N and all the fan gifted hats that will make an appearance this weekend tagged carlossainz and youruser

user5 I love how he makes a post for work and still finds a way to get Y/N in there

user6 your honor... it's them. It's always them!

youruser I'm ready to be back in my home soil!

user7 I constantly forget our girl is from the US charlesleclerc you mean MY girl user8 Charles will never learn to share charlesleclerc not when it comes to MY Y/N youruser alright calm it down you charlesleclerc yes maam

user9 I hate feeling single but I do love you guys!

carlossainz Will I ever get a post with just us?

user10 Carlos... they're a package deal user11 If I don't expect anything less, you shouldn't either youruser damn... catching strays carlossainz Y/N I thought we were friends!

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Your insta story

user12 how does it feel to be living my dream

carlossainz he's been smiling at his phone for 10 minutes because you posted him

youruser I love knowing he loves me as much as I love him

user13 his eyes

charlesleclerc that's one lucky man

youruser he really is!

user14 I love the way you guys love each other

landonorris you guys disgust me with how cute you are together

youruser you wish this was you huh? landonorris I miss when you were to shy to interact with us... kinda a meanie youruser you'll learn to survive

Twitter

your Instagram

Liked by charlesleclerc, yourbff, oliviarodrigo, and 3,092,172 others

youruser Thanks for the warm welcome home... see you in a few weeks for Vegas!

Look for a surprise tomorrow around noon YeeHaw time!

charlesleclerc Ooooo I wanna know the surprise

user18 I can't believe I have notifications on and Charles is still here before me

charlesleclerc you snooze you lose! gotta be quicker than that! youruser love you need to be a bit nicer! user18 no this is on me... I should know no matter how much I love you Charles just loves you that much more! user19 I'm sobbing at this! Charles is so unhinged when it comes to Y/N

landonorris Can I also know the surprise

charlesleclerc NO!

user20 YeeHaw time is SENDING me! For anyone confused she's talking about CST

user21 THANK YOU! It makes so much sense now that you've explained but as a non F1 Y/N fan I didn't realize she was in Texas haha

user22 I love their height difference. I forget just how SMALL Y/N is.

Your Insta Story

charlesleclerc I can't wait to watch you!!

user23 HOLY SHIT! I can't fucking wait!

user24 omg! I'm so excited for this!!

landonorris: I hope you have a ticket saved with my name on it!

youruser: I do including the rest of the grid... spread the word pleaseeee

user25: Oh to be in the US rn to experience this concert! I just know it's gonna be amazing

Twitter

Charles Insta story during the show

Max's Insta story during the show

Youruser: Max! hahaha you had me cracking up in the first slide... then tearing up through laughter in the second. Thank you so much for finding time in your title fight to support!

maxverstappen1: I wouldn't have missed it! Had to see what all the hype was about. Please invite me again

Grid Members Stories (Lando, Carlos, Oscar, Yuki, Liam, Franco)

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