#and then that 'of course' one like cmon man you're not even trying to hide it anymore

[midnightblues444]

Meanie weanie |

Executive Ran x executive! Reader

Summary: after years of banter you've learnt not to take anything that Ran Haitiani says seriously, but cant help but wonder when the jokes end

Tags: smut with plot, workplace romance,

Sorry for being so inactive guys!! But here's a little thing

The cool evening breeze softly decorates your skin with goosebumps. The balcony you found refuge on is mostly empty, guests spaced out in huddles of conversation while you gingerly sip on a sweet cocktail.

"Mind if I join you there darlin?" the voice is male, annoying, you can tell as he saunters closer. You raise your brows without a word, raising your glass to your lips.

"So, you here with anyone?" He tries to be smooth

"No actually" you mumble, rubbing your slightly cold arms

"Ah so what brings you here then if not a date?"

"Business, its my company's event, so not really here for fun" your sips turn to gulps, you want this conversation to end

"Ah cmon theres room for a little fun right?" He shoots again, with a loopy grin

"Well I was having some fun before you showed up" you give him a look, turning to face him with as much annoyance you can muster. The offence paints his face as he prepares to say something else.

"Ohh ouch, she got you there man" the familiar sound of Ran Haitianis deep voice,of course, as if he just appeared. The man huffs, embarrassed to say anything else, you motion with your hands for him to shoo and glare before he leaves.

Ran turns to you with a pleased look on his face.

"You're so mean miss (name), it's hot"

You take a sip and glare at him over the rim of your glass, Ran Haitiani, your fellow executive who knows no bounds, hes beautiful unfortunately...tall, not too slender, with sleepy lilac eyes, tonight his dress shirt clings by his shoulders and his sleeves are rolled halfway up his forearm, revealing his tattoo.

Hes a flirt, a reputable man whore, you've tried to stay away from romantically. Being cautious not to fuck your colleague even though hes as fuckable as this. Although youve been testing your luck with some flirting, harmless banter, you call it.

"your dance card full?" He grins,

"Yes actually, theres a line of gentlemen waiting for my hand" you sigh giving your voice an exaggerated trill, putting your glass down

He grins wider, taking your hand in his, like a victorian gentleman, "then they'll have to wait longer hmm?"

Dancing with Ran felt like one of those moments where you catch yourself thinking he might genuinely like you. That the flirty banter is laced with hidden feelings hes scared to admit,

Its in the way his eyes never leave your own, his hand on the small of your back guiding you to the music, he doesn't make awkward small talk instead he makes fun of some poor passersbys and you laugh quietly trying to not make it obvious your laughing at a target.

It's nice, until the the songs over and Yuki,a woman from the company's catering service asks to steal him from you, just for a moment of course, forcing you to leave the dancefloor.

Hes not yours, you know that much, but cant ignore the feeling you get in your stomach when you notice his hand placement , finding yourself stomping back to your hotel room. Its moments like these where you hate company trips, wishing you could be in your own bed sulking for as long as you pleased.

You exit the elevator, deciding to take your heels off before continuing on. Sudedenly hearing your name get called from behind you. Ran, once again just appearing. You roll your eyes as he gets closer.

"Why'd you go?" He tries to hide that hes panting

"Did you take the stairs?" You avoid his question

"Elevator was occupied." hes quick "whyd you go?"

"Just felt like it"

He gives you a look, he doesn't buy it

"I mean...I'm pretty tired and Yuki came so I just didnt feel like standing there and if I went back to our table, the rest of the guys would probably tease me about us dancing together- and I really am not in the mood for that and... why are you looking at me like that"

Hes staring at you, no, hes gazing between your eyes and lips. Hes amused, grinning. "Jealousy makes you look super kissable" he smiles

"Stop just saying nonsense" you correct him rolling your eyes

"I never just say anything miss (name)" he steps closer

You huff in disbelief, looking away, when his hand suddenly on your chin turns you to face him "stay still, and ask me to kiss you"

Your breath hitches, you stare at him and then his lips, your heart races. You know hes being serious and this is now a moment of truth.

"Kiss me then Haitaini"

He grins so hard you feel it deep into the kiss, he kisses you tenderly, his fingers tracing your jaw and cheeks. Your hands gently hold his wrists, yet find themselves around his neck as it deepens.

You feel dizzy when you pull away, breathless, eyes opening slowly, "shall we move then" you sigh, with a gentle chuckle he laughs too.

In your room, he can barely stop kissing you, groaning onto your mouth, through the door to the edge of the bed.

You begin unbuttoning his dress shirt, discarding it. You kiss his chest and neck while undoing his belt. He gets out of the pants, and is left in just his black boxers.

You push him so that hes laying back on the matress, watch me, you wordlessly command. turning so he can unzip the dress. You slip the straps off each shoulder and let the thing fall down to your ankles, watching how his bulge grows.

You unclip your bra, and slip out of your panties. Hes jerking himself breathless, as you climb over him. Sitting cutely on his dick, you grind your hips teasingly as he groans, you kiss him boldly now, continuing grinding, you can tell he can barely focus by the way he sighs deeply.

You suck hickies onto his skin, and begin guiding him inside you, finally sinking down completely, you both let out a drawled "fuck". As you begin to bounce, desperate to keep the friction.

He chuckles at your whines, bringing one hand to thumb at your clit roughly and the other to take charge of the pace, thrusting upwards to your spot almost desperately.

He moans your name so sweetly each time you clamp down on him. And you feel your brain go to mush at how deep inside you he reaches, filling you up so good, your moans being paired with the sound of skin slapping.

"You drive me crazy" he says, and he means it, his thrusts get messier as he gives give you more,

"so close" you gasp, before you realise it your coil snaps, you arch at the way he doesn't stop and keeps fucking you through it. He finishes soon after you, groaning out curses, you feel his dick spluttering release and it dripping down your thighs.

Your panting as you come down, slowly, laying on him before feeling him turn you over. Climbing over you with his signature grin

"I'm not done with you sweetheart"

[delusionalwriter02]

heyyyaaaa sooooo

i'm kinda dating the entire bsd main cast except fukuchi, fukuzawa, mori, lemon explosives guy, natsume and the minors.

but anyway, i am OBSESSED with ur insta as ... gf thing like i have not had such a good giggle (to be COMEPLETLY honest i was rolling, kicking, screaming in my pillow, trying to hide my giggles but failing miserably and ma,ing a very ugly face)... but let's not get into that! 😅

so my point is can you pretty please 🥺 do a pt 3 for fedya and pt 2 for kolya?

mainly fyodor tho cuz he's kinda sorta very much my husband 🥰🥰🥰 cuz i'm a s.i.m.p and cuz i said so.

only if wanna that is!

Insta as Fyodor's GF p.3

a/n : DEAR I LOVE YOU ??? you're SO adorable and how can I say no ???? (i'm sure you're BEAUTIFUL), hope you'll like it!! <3

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Yn_theoneandonly : and if you're still breathing you're the lucky one

Golgot : guess I'm lucky ??

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : you can't appreciate art

↳ Golgot : I appreciate what I understand

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : oooh I understand now

↳ Golgot : what ?

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : why you're so bitter about everything

↳ Golgot : I'm not bitter ???

↳ Fyofyo : Oh you so are

↳ Atsushiii : agree

↳ Golgot : fuck off Atsushi go annoy someone else

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : @.Akutagawa come get your man

Yosanurgirl : omg babe the photo is SPLENDID

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I KNOW Sigma is great at thirdwheeling

↳ Yosanurgirl : oh poor man

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Yn_theoneandonly : money, money, money

Yosanurgirl : must be funny

↳ Gintonic : in the rich man worlllllllddddd

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : that's why I love you

↳ Sig_ma : why man ?

↳ Gintonic : it's a song

↳ Sig_ma : Thank you

↳ Gintonic : you're welcome.... I guess

Fyofyo : Anything for you dearest

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I LOVE you with my WHOLE heart

↳ Fyofyo : Me too angel

↳ Daze_i : sucker

↳ Fyofyo : Jealous ?

↳ Daze_i : I got a whole harem

↳ Fyofyo : Sure

↳ Daze_i : WDYM I DO HAVE AN HAREM

↳ Fyfoyo : Never said otherwise

↳ Chu_uya : Dazai please shut up

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Chuuuuuuuuuyyaaaa are you in this harem ?👀

↳ Chu_uya : NEVER

↳ Daze_i : of course he is

↳ Chu_uya : SHUT UP MORON

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Yn_theoneandonly : We're setting fire to our insides for fun @.Yosanurgirl

Daze_i : you're doing what.......?????

↳ Yosanurgirl : it's from a song too idiot

↳ Daze_i : it's about smoking ?

↳ Yosanurgirl : it can

↳ Daze_i : omg stop being so mysterious

↳ Yosanurgirl : i'm not it's up to you

Ranthebestpo : YOSANO YOU BETTER COME AT THE AGENCY RN

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : talk better to my girl

↳ Ranthebestpo : stay out of it

↳ Fyofyo : Watch your mouth

↳ Ranthebestpo : watch yours

↳ Fyofyo : Excuse me ?

↳ Yosanurgirl : OKAY STOP IT RN

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Yn_theoneandonly : you were riding your bike to the sound of it's no big deal

Gintonic : don't ask me why but i'm in love with this photo, it's calming

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : it's EXACTLY how I felt, no sound, just us

↳ Gintonic : that's the sweetest thing i've heard in a while

↳ Yosanurgirl : @.Fyofyo break up with her, I take over

↳ Fyofyo : In your dreams

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : YOSANO CMON

↳ Yosanurgirl : a wise man said one day "just because there's a keeper doesn't mean you can't score"

↳ Gintonic : gross

↳ Yosanurgirl : *wise

Golgot : Fyodor me too I can take you on ride

↳ Fyofyo : On my dead body

↳ Golgot : FUCK IT EVEN IN DEATH YOU WON'T DATE ME ???

↳ Fyofyo : I swear on everything I care about, I will NEVER date you

↳ Yn_theonenandonly : that's my man

↳ Daze_i : why is everybody trying to date the other

↳ Chu_uya : delusional bitches

↳ Yosanurgirl : i'm gonna fucking kill you

↳ Daze_i : NO I SAID I WILL

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Yn_theoneandonly : my safe place @.Yosanurgirl @.Gintonic @.Fyofyo @.Kyôk_a

Kyôk_a : Thank you it was really fun

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : with pleasure

↳ Atsushiii : Kyôka it's great you're making friends outside the agency

↳ Ranthebestpo : Can't say it's a wise decision but it's your life

↳ Atsushiii : Ranpo please don't

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : wdym

↳ Ranthebestpo : nevermind

↳ Gintonic : better

Fyofyo : We should take Kyôka out more often

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : she's 14 love, I won't be taking her out everywhere

↳ Fyofyo : I know but like at the funfair, the beach, places where childs likes to go

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Are you having a baby fever ?

↳ Fyofyo : Maybe

↳ Yosanurgirl : OMG GIRL WHAT

Hey!!! Hope you liked it ? I'm trying to include Kyôka more because I love the character but she's a child soooooo I'm struggling a bit to write about her but anyway I hope it didn't seems to out of place

with love <3

[cupoftaae]

Can you do a drabble for Oc & Taehyung how someone tries to flirt with Tae in front of her and he does something super romantic for Oc which makes the girl back off? I miss this couple so much ❤️

Hiii! this is a super cute idea, thank you anon for requesting!

Warnings- swearing, minor angst I suppose, FLUFFY!!

pairing- Forever and a day series couple! (Tae x YN)

Enjoyyyy! -Nini

"I'll pick up the tab"

before you had the chance to even pull out your wallet, taehyung slapped his card onto the dinner table in front of you. "I got it, babe, no worries"

You scoff, typical him.

"you paid last time, and it isnt really fair you know?" you mumble, feeling shy as his soft eyes gaze deeply at you, trying to gather your attention.

"Y/N, stop" he took your hand and squeezed it, "you dont need to fret, you're my doll, I can spoil you if I want, yeah?"

You simply shrugged, feeling defeated as he stood, "I'll go to the front and pay, stay here baby"

You nodded as you watched him walk off, scraping the last bit of dessert off your plate and onto your mouth. Taehyung and you usually went out on special occasions, but not that you were engaged, everyday felt like a special occasion. He would suprise you with random reservations at random timing- for instance, today you came home from work, tired and dirty, but he sat at the door with that little grin of his, explaining that he managed to squeeze a date in at one of the "super fancy" dinner places in the city.

You couldn't say no, especially to his sweet doe eyes, so of course you dolled up and came with him, and as always it was more than enjoyable....you just wish he would let you pay....considering he did everything else.

You looked up to see what was taking so long, and to your surprise, he was stuck at the front counter with some woman who looked like a model, her hand on his shoulder and everything.

Whatever they were engaging in must've been really interesting considering how attentive her eyes were to his.

You arent the jealous type, and you know taehyung would never cross that line with you.....but seeing this rando touch up on your practical husband.....oh hell no

He waves a hand and slowly makes his way back to the table, "sorry baby....."

"whos that?"

He shrugged "actually, I have no idea...but I think she was flirting with me"

you would be lying to say that your blood didnt boil at those words "what? wait....what did she say?"

"well....she was complimenting my outfit then proceeded to touch me-"

"i saw" you cut him off, a slight smirk crossing his face

"but-...I didnt give her any of my time...."

"hm..." you sigh, looking down at your phone

"baby, cmon..." he leans over and kisses your head, "you know I only love you, my sweet, beautiful girl, hm?"

"wellllll-" you tease, playing angry

Taehyungs eyes caught the blonde woman off in the distance eyeing him, he smirked once more and whispered. "come with me"

He gently led you to the center of the dining room, standing on a chair as he started speaking, your heart sank to your ass. "what are you fucking doing???" you couldnt help but laugh.

"attention everyone!!" he began, ignoring you, "I would like to make an announcement"

oh great....here we go.

everyone turned to look at both of you, including the one intrigued by taehyung. You felt the heat rise to your face.

"Y/N, you know that the past 10 years of my life have been the most amazing yet, every day I fall deeper into love with you......" He kneeled and you almost lost it, covering your mouth to not laugh

"get. up." you whispered through gritted teeth.

The irony in this is, well, you are already engaged.

Lesson learned here is to not question this mans public love for you, because he has no fear of hiding it.

"Y/N, will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?"

the room gasped, the blonde woman was seen walking away awkwardly as I giggle, "y-yeah, sure"

He jumped up and kissed you all over your face, whispering as the room grew with applause. "now do you believe me?"

"I never didnt believe you" you teased, hitting his chest before kissing him back. "you are such a dork"

"you know I like to see how red your face gets" he mumbled "my little tomato"

"I can publicly yell "never mind" right now, watch it" you glared, kissing him again.

He held his hands up, giggling, "okay okay, lets get out of here so I can realllyyyy show you how much I love you"

well now you can say youve been proposed to twice, thats something, right?

[cease-this]

Title

God works fast but fucking-michaell works faster. Whipped this baby up in 2 hours.

Warnings: Stormbringer spoilers, language

‼️This is a tickle fic, if you're not into that kind of thing then SCROLL‼️

"G-gyahahaha—! W-wait!" Chuuya clenched his fist tightly. His face pressed against the jacket of the man holding his wrist. 

Chuuya was currently sat behind Albatross, one hand held hostage while the other pounded at his back to try to get him to let go. Though it proved useless. How did Chuuya get into this situation you may ask? Well..

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"Chuuya!" The older of the two exclaimed as he entered the apartment, without knocking of course. The ginger grumbled. 

"No." The younger was layed across the couch on his stomach, blanked splayed over him. Despite the fact it was 2pm, he was still in his comfy pajamas. And sleeping. The room was completely dark, thanks to the black out curtains. Chuuya grumbled and shoved a pillow atop his head to hide as the lights switched on. He was not in the mood for this. "Get out."

"Eh? What's that all about?" The strawberry blonde raised an eyebrow at the response to his presence. "What're you hungover or something? I told you to lay off on the wine, but'cha never listen do you?"

Chuuya peeked out from under his pillow to glare. He was certainly not in the mood for a lecture. "I'm not hungover. I'm tired." 

"Uhhh-huh." His eyes glanced over to the wine glass on the table. Though it was still half full, maybe Chuuya hadn't gotten drunk enough to have a hangover. It didn't matter either way. "Cmon, get up."

Chuuya gave only a drawn out grumble in response, gripping tighter to the pillow so he could drown out as much light as possible. Albatross tsked. 

"Allright, if you're gonna be stubborn then you leave me no other choice. Swiftly, one hand snatched Chuuya's wrist. Where the ginger usually wore gloves he had a distinct lack, considering he was in sleepwear. 

"Fuck off." The gravity manipulator complained as he shoved halfheartedly at Albatross's back. In his state, he hadn't figured what was obviously coming for him. 

"You're certainly mouthy today." Chuuya's eyes shot open as he felt one finger drift across his palm. Then two. Then five. 

"G-gyahahaha—! W-wait!" Chuuya clenched his fist tightly. He pressed his face into the jacket of the man holding him hostage. "I'll k-kill you—!" 

Chuuya's voice shook and his words were stammered as he tried to even out his speech and not giggle. He didn't find this tactic very fair at all. 

"Still feisty, even when you're being tickled~" He snickered quietly at the way Chuuya threatened him. "And this isn't even a bad spo—"

"Do‐nt even th–ink about it!" Chuuya shuddered. He knew that his hand wasn't even close to as bad as… other spots were. Unfortunately, he didn't hold much sway here. 

"Oh I'm thinking about it." The strawberry blonde man grinned, turning and pinning Chuuya's hand down above his head. Usually, he'd be able to fight it off. But he was Unfortunately weakened by the tickles. "I'm definitely thinking about it.." 

Chuuya squirmed as Albatross sat himself on Chuuya's hips, straddling him. One of Albatross's hands wiggled fingers above the back of Chuuya's waist. "Feel like getting up yet?"

"Go to hell." Chuuya growled. Not only did he not want to, but it was a game now. And he was gonna win it. Albatross grinned wider, hand launching for Chuuya's helpless side, squeezing right against the dip in his waist. This method included him squeezing up and down, from Chuuya's ribs to his. Uh oh. 

"WAITWAIT!" Chuuya gasped out, cackles spilling from his lips as the olders hand found a sweet spot above his hip. The one that, before this moment, only shifty Dazai knew about. "StOHop I'll geHET up! ILl get UhUp dammit!" 

"Oh you will, huh?" The squeezing didn't stop as it zeroed in right on that sweetspot, causing shrieks and cackles from the ginger, as well as a stream of threats that would be terrifying if not for the fact that Chuuya was currently laughing. "How do I know you're not lying just to get me to stop? And besides, maybe I wanna keep on now that I've found your little soft spot~"

If not for the frantic laughter, Chuuya would've told him off for being a terrible negotiator, that Chuuya had already given in and he shouldn't be so cruel. Unfortunately. "NOhHO NOHO nNOhO! NOHoT thEHERE!" 

"Hmm tell ya what, I'll stop ifffff…." He trailed off, grabbing hold of Chuuya's other wrist as it came back to fight as well. He pinned it under his knee, giving the other wrist the same treatment before both hands zeroed in on the spot on either side. Chuuya hoped nobody was around to hear the embarrassing scream he gave at it. "...you agree to do my paperwork for the next month." 

Chuuya groaned internally. Of course, this was the perfect opportunity to bribe him. "G-gOHO tO hEHEll!" 

"Fine then.." he sighed before grinning, moving down a little to sit on Chuuya's Thighs, alternating between squeezing and massaging the back of Chuuya's Thighs and Kneading into his hips. And though his wrists were free, Chuuya had no means of escape as he shrieked and cackled. He tried to push himself up, but only slipped on the couch cushions, falling flat on his face. The way he couldn't get used to it was driving him crazy. 

It went on for about another 3 minutes before Chuuya gave in. 

"FIHINE! FIHINE ILL DO YOUR STUHUPID PAPERWORK NOW LEHET UHUP!" 

"You will?"

"YehEs!"

"You proooomise?~"

"FUHUCK SAKE YES!" 

After that colorful statement, Albatross let up, standing up and ruffling Chuuya's ginger hair once. 

"Cmon, get a move on, we've got a long day ahead of us, and you've got plenty of paperwork."

Chuuya groaned. It really was going to be a long, long day. He wouldn't have it any other way.

[silly-little-soul]

Hi! Hope you're having a good day/night! I'd like to ask for HCs (or whatever format you're cool with!) for Casimir, maybe something just like how he would spend the day with MC when they're not working on the House?

Romantic is fine! I hope that's not too vague of a request! Thanks! :)

A/N - Hey, I’m so sorry for the wait I finished this weeks ago but forgot about it I’m sorry ;-; hope you enjoy! (Also thank you really much for being my first Tumblr request)

(I’ll fix the format of this post when I have my laptop later today)

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Fandom: Fictif, Monster Manor

Format: headcanons

Type: Fluff, a bit comedy

Warnings: none I can think of

Summary: spending time with Casimir

Relationship: Casimir x Reader (Written as romantic but save for like one all work platonically)

Characters featured: Casimir, briefly Mimi and the house, Rainier mentioned

Note: maybe OOC, some of these are kind of far fetched (Also I didn't read any of the paid scenes so I’m sorry if I got something canon wrong)

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Renovating is pretty exhausting so of course a lot of work means a lot of rest. There's many ways to do so such as sitting down with some tea and snacks, reading together or to each other, cuddling or watching movies; either way you spend this time together quite often 

speaking of movies, movie and show nights! At first at least there might be more of Casimir nerding over the technology than watching though /hj. Someone just please show this man the Beauty and the Beast. Or Transformers. First one is self explanatory, second one I just think would be funny. Also maybe Howls moving castle. That might be super far fetched but I think he'd like studio Ghibli. 

Bonding with Mimi! Casimir really wants to gain back her trust and having you be there calms him Mimi. Though it's better than it used to be already there's still some tension between them and you're definitely helping. You also get to spend time with both of them so that's definitely a win!

You cannot convince me this man doesn't go into hour long rants and rambles about his interests after you asked one simple question. He can get pretty lost in it once he started and tends to get a little embarrassed about it once he realises. Cmon, he was all by himself for multiple centuries, he's not used to people being around. You encouraging him to go on, asking questions or referencing things he told you later on means a lot to him. 

Of course it goes both ways, he absolutely loves listening to you talk, especially about things you're passionate about and will try to bring it up again later or engage in your hobbies with you together. He genuinely wants to know about you and your interests, for one he hasn't really heard from/about anyone else for a very long time (not counting cats and buildings) and also you're, of course he wants to hear everything you have to say

Okay okay okay this one's my personal favourite: hide and seek.​ I actually might write a whole own thing about that at some point soon because it'd just be so much fun!​ The house is quite big with super many hiding spaces. Now it's not something he'd suggest and yeah it might take some force persuasion to convince him but if you ask him really really nicely hell probably say yes, or just annoy him till he agrees (even more effective if Rainier joins). Alternatively just hide somewhere so he has no choice but to search (you definitely gave him a heart attack the first time you did that)

Casimir is old fashioned (I mean- how wouldn't he be) so your regular date nights are pretty classic. Usually it's a romantic dinner (brought to you by The House TM), sometimes it's dancing (like that one paid scene(? Is there one? Or am I mixing something up? Idk); he was taught to be a gentleman and he's gonna use that /hj

Bringing him modern things from shopping trips. It started off by you bringing him something he was curious about after you mentioned it and quickly developed into a habit of you bringing him trinkets whenever you're out. His curiosity makes you much more aware of how interesting even little thins can be and soon turned to you coming back from trips out the house with a bag of things like toys, gadgets and other fun things from the dollar store or similar. You then spend the day looking at what you brought, how it works and so on. Imagine spending the day with Casimir trying out a bunch of toys you bought or found with your old stuff (the type for children, don't think wrong here)

adding onto this because I love the idea of doing fun childish things with him (you'd have to be the one to initiate them though, potentially ‘force’ him, but he secretly enjoys it). Silly sleepovers with pillow forts, movies, teeny magazines (I want to just hand this guy a stack of these teen magazines and see what happens so bad), and snacks! 

related a bit to the one above but spa days! He definitely needs some more self care. I do kinda think he likes stuff as skincare and and used to have a routine (nobility and stuff) he likely had to cut short or even drop it completely with the house's hostility. But now you're there and not only are there so many products your world has for this, it's also much more fun together, leading to entire days planned only for spa and wellness activities (like doing each other's nails, I have a little theory connected to Casimir and acrylic nails but that's all I'm saying on that)

I feel like I have to say something to end this smoothly sooo Casimir supremacy!!

(Requests open)

[aku-babe]

“the agency’s new assistant”

ranpo x fem!reader smut , -16 dni !

this was actually my first post here but i felt too shy so i kept it in my drafts 🧍‍♀️ but it's actually my favourite one so far!! ranpo is just so,,, 😩🤌 hope u enjoy <3

you had been working at the agency as an assistant for a while now, which meant you should be pretty close to everyone there, right?

wrong.

well, you were close to almost everyone, just not him. you had been avoiding him ever since you first set eyes on his ridiculously hot figure.

the detective who could read your thoughts from just two seconds of a glance; you had heard all about him and it terrified you, because absolutely none of the thoughts you had about him were appropriate.

he was unlike anyone you had ever seen before, and if you're being honest, he made you soaking wet from just his voice. he was the hottest man you'd ever laid your eyes on and you were quite embarrassed to admit you had formed a crush on him. with blushed cheeks and weak knees, you knew talking to him in this state would be the same as throwing yourself all over him.

so for both his and your own sake, you avoided him as much as possible. but of course, this didn't go unnoticed by him.

he tried many chances to get you near him, but it always ended in you finding excuses and running away with a red face.

but not today. he was determined on having you today, all for himself.

as you walked in for work, you immediately noticed how silent it was. glancing around the empty office, you nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard a voice behind you.

"they're all gone for an emergency mission," ranpo said as he lightly grabbed your waist to move you from the doorway.

"oh, i see.." you internally squealed as his arm stayed on your hip for far longer than necessary.

"looks like you're all mine for today then," ranpo flashes you a grin.

shit, this was exactly what you dreaded. but looks like there's no escaping it now, so you straightened your back and tried to act professional instead. "yes sir, what would you like me to assist with?

"sir?" ranpo stopped eating his sweets to glance at you. "while that does sound quite nice, you can just call me ranpo."

"o-of course, uhm, ranpo," you fiddled with your skirt nervously which immediately caught his eye.

"no need to be so nervous. i've been watching you for some time now."

"you have?"

"of course, who wouldnt be interested in a cute little thing like you?"

your cheeks were painted crimson by now and you quickly turned away from him. "i'm not sure what you mean"

you yelped as he grabbed your wrist to turn you back around and made you look at him. "don't look away from me, that's rude don't you think? his hand slipped down to rest at your hips once more, pulling you closer.

"this is extremely unprofessional, sir-" you gasped while trying not to blush.

"is it? he furrowed his eyebrows. "what i think is unprofessional is how you keep avoiding me. you're meant to assist everyone in the agency, how unprofessional of you to not uphold your job. do you dislike me?"

"no, of course not!"

"then tell me why you refuse to even talk to me hmm?" he laughed softly as you opened and closed your mouth again, unsure of how to reply.

"you're so cute, you know that?" his hands traveled down to your skirt, slipping under it. "of course i already know why you avoid me. can't hide anything from the world's best detective now, can we?"

you hid your flushed face in his chest out of embarrassment. of course he knew. all this time, he knew, and now he was teasing you for it.

"looks like i was right once again," you jump as he suddenly presses a finger against your underwear. "you're wet. is it because of me?"

you mumbled incoherently against him, making him click his tongue. he quickly pushes you up from his chest, cupping your face to make you look in his twinkling eyes.

"cmon now, don't let me do all the detective work. lets get a confession, yeah?"

you looked away from him in shame, ears turning pink.

"there's no need to be shy," ranpo tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "i'll let you in on a secret."

leaning down in your ear, he whispered, "i always think of you too. whenever i see you walk past in that cute little skirt of yours, i can barely resist myself from grabbing you and bending you over my desk right then and there."

your heart felt like it was gonna explode. this was too much, too fast-

but he was just getting started. leaning further down, he pressed his lips against your neck, softly sucking on your skin. you let out a whimper as he dragged his teeth across, before gently biting.

"don't keep me waiting," he pulled away after creating a hickey.

accepting defeat and pushing away your embarassment, you gave in. "i didn't avoid you because i dislike you... i avoided you because each time i talk to you, um, my heart gets all warm and tingly.."

"oh yeah?" he smirked and prodded a finger down there again. "and here?"

"uh, i get wet.."

"evident," he runs his fingers across you to prove his point.

"wh-what now?" you look at him shyly.

he smiles. "i finally have you to myself. only a fool would waste that opportunity."

grabbing you suddenly, he turned you around and pushed you over his desk. he stood behind you, eyeing your ass that was barely covered by the short skirt you wore.

"i like skirts," he commented. "wear them more often."

"okay.." was all you could mumble while you hid your face in your hands, anticipating his next move.

you felt his large hands rest on your skirt, pushing the fabric up and bunching it up around your waist. you flinched suddenly when he landed a sharp slap on your ass. you couldn't hold in your moan when he did it once more, and you could practically hear him smirking as he landed his hand down again and again.

finally satisfied with how red your skin was, he pushed your underwear to the side and bent you more, putting your wetness on full display for his sharp green eyes.

"you have no idea how long i've been waiting for this," he breathed out as he traced your slit and played around with the slickness.

"me too."

all shyness was thrown out the window once he slipped a finger in, and you were immediately begging for more. he moved his finger in and out at a steady pace, while rubbing circles using his thumb. you cried out when you felt him lean in and press his tongue against you, while pushing a second finger in and increasing his pace.

he sloppily sucked and licked at you, while pushing his fingers deeper each thrust.

"i'm close, ranpo-"

"don't," he muttered, pulling away.

"what?' you cried out in disbelief.

"ah im sorry love, but we don't have time for this. the others will be back soon, and i need you to come when i'm inside you."

"what do you- ahh, oh my-"

he had pushed himself inside you before you could even realise, and no words could describe how good it felt.

"are you okay? do you need me to stop?" he gently rubbed your back.

"i'm okay, it feels fucking amazing," you reassured him to move.

grinning, he started out slowly fucking you against the desk. soon enough it changed into him pounding into you at a brutal pace, sounds of skin clapping and desk creaking filling the room.

"you feel so fucking good, ah fuck," he groaned as he threw his head back, before raising one hand to slap your ass.

you moaned loudly as he railed you harder, his grip on your hips getting tighter and would definitely leave bruises. a few more thrusts and you felt his dick twitch inside you, and then he was leaning over to suck your neck desperately as he became sloppier. his hand slipped down to rub you, and you couldn't take it anymore. your legs were shaking as you came down from your high, and you would've fallen over if not for his arms supporting you.

ranpo groaned loudly as he pushed into you one last time, cumming inside and filling you completely with his warmth. he did a few more thrusts to fuck his cum back into you, making sure none of it got out. you cried out from the overstimulation, but he just shushed you and continued licking over the hickeys on your neck.

you heard the ding of the agency front door, and immediately came back to your senses. ranpo also sighed in frustration, and pulled out. he carefully placed your underwear back in place, and pulled your skirt down. offering you his hand to stand, you stumbled to stand straight as your legs were weak and sore. he smiled at you as he quickly fixed your hair and clothes, smoothing them down.

just before the door opened, he quickly pecked you on the lips, surprising you and making you blush. that was your first kiss..

"y/n! there you are!" dazai walked into the room followed by the others. "wait, why are you red?"

"oh um its just hot in here," you mumbled, rubbing your neck.

"it sure is," ranpo cheekily muttered from his desk, sending a subtle wink.

you turned away from both ranpo's smug self and dazai's confused and but seemingly knowing look, and got back to work.

it was a bit hard to focus though, not when your underwear was all sticky and you were throbbing because of a certain someone.

sitting at your desk, you glanced at your skirt which was now a bit crumpled. smiling, you decided to wear skirts more often. and maybe you should talk to ranpo more.

after all, the feeling was mutual..

[lunathebee]

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem!reader

Warning: angst, me doing some research and have to trust Google, no happy ending

A/n: This is my second fic so pls be easy on me, i am very sensitive to criticism (jk lol pls say your thoughts!!) anyone who like this fic should thanks @helloimtina , she offers me a part of her soul for me to write this, i also want to point out something

1. Marc live in Steven's apartment (as always and ofc)

2. This was heavily inspired by *you will see when u read it, don't wanna spoiled too much*

"Baby I'm home!" Marc happily calls out for you right after swinging open the door of his apartment. After a hard day of Khonsu constantly ordering him to be *the fist of vengeance*, he wants nothing more than to be in the arms of his lover, getting smooches and hugs.

"Y/n? Baby?" Marc called out again after hearing no answer from you. Are you still mad at him? It seems like you're more interested in staring at his little goldfish Gus than saying hi back to him.

Marc thinks back to the argument he and you had in the morning, he can't even remember what it is about to be honest, all he remembers is how sad you look when he decided to leave for work, earlier than everyday 15 minutes and with no goodbye kiss.

God, he feels like an idiot, of course you would still be mad, and now look at him, coming back with no flowers or chocolate, nothing to seem like the argument also affects him as much as it is to you, what can he possibly do? Look in your eyes and say a half-ass apology? Marc feels pathetic, but he has to do what he must do anyway.

'Couple argue all the time Marc, cmon, get yourself together' Marc told himself while awkwardly standing next to the fish tank, hoping that you would give him a sign, that you would yell at him or hit him, anything, just please don't give him the silent treatment.

"Y/n I-"

"Marc-"

Both of you decided to speak at the same time while looking into eachother eyes, but Marc insisted you talk first.

"You should take your medicine Marc" Your voice was so small he could barely hear it, but Marc could make out one word, and for him it was enough.

"Med- Medicine? Y/n baby what medicine? I don't-" You can hear the confusion, almost panicked in Marc's voice.

"Take the pill Marc, YOUR pill, take it Marc, stop trying to hide it, MARC TAKE THE MEDICINE" Your voice gets louder and louder each time, making Marc stumble backward in shock. Who are you? no, you're not Y/n, his Y/n would never yell at him like this, the eyes that one looks at him with love and adoration now full of hate and spite.

Marc feels his heart aching and his head pounding, why are you acting like this to him? What is happening? What did he do? No...no...no...

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME YOU CAN'T MAKE ME-" Marc yelled out while repeatedly hitting himself in the head, hands losing control.

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"Marc!" A male voice called out, taking his full attention. It was a man with a mustache and funky glasses, Marc squinted his eyes so he could read the name tag on the man's shirt.

'fucking....Dr.Harrow...what kind of name is that...' Marc thinks to himself while slowly blinking his eyes, getting adjusted to the bright light and white-ish room he is in, how did he end up here? He was talking to you one moment ago, and now he is siting on this chair, facing (what he assumed) a doctor.

"Marc, as I was saying, you have to take the medicine I personally-"

"where....Y/n, she...where...what did you do to her" Marc spoke out in a breathless voice, completely ignoring Dr.Harrow, but when did he get so weak? He has barely done anything and he is out of breath.

Dr. Harrow, who is now cleaning his glasses with a handkerchief, looks at Marc in a frustrating way. "Do you really want to know Marc? I have been trying my very best to help you, but look at what you have done, always making a mess, lying to the nurse, even trying to escape the hospital. Marc Spector I am asking you once again, can you be a bit more cooperative?"

Marc rolled his eyes backwards and cursed under his breath, he believes what he is hearing is nonsense, bullshit and on top of that, annoying.

"Marc, are you listening to me? I know you don't- hey! HEY!" Dr.Harrow's voice makes Marc sick to the stomach, so he does what he can only think of at the moment: order his legs to run away as fast as it can, even if  he would have stumbled and fallen down to the ground, face smashing to the cold marble floor.

Grunting and moaning in pain, Marc tries his best to push himself up before feeling he gets lifted up by 2 people, Dr.Harrow's voice still in the background. "Be gentle with him please, thank you"

After getting pushed back to the chair, Marc can't do anything but look like he is going to destroy the whole office, he is mad, angry and confused, he can't stop thinking about you, what exactly has happened...?

"Do you want to speak to Y/n? Hm? Would that make you calm down? I can call her right now, if that's what you want, Marc" Dr.Harrow continues to speak.

'Y/n.. my Y/n, please let me speak to her, please. I need to know if she is okay, I need to' Marc wanted to say that out loud, but his ego is too big, he refused to be weak and show emotions, so all he did was give the doctor a little nod, eyes yearning.

After giving out a long sigh, Dr. Harrow begins to dial the number on his landline, looking at Marc to assure him he really is calling you and not just faking it.

"Ah, she picked up here-"

Marc didn't even let the man finish the sentence; his hand immediately reached out to grab the phone,voice quivering. "Baby, Y/n, where are you? I can-I can save you if you want. I just have to figure out how to leave this...place...office, would you wait for me Y/n?"

Marc chewed on his bottom lip, anxiety slowly building up each second you don't respond.

"Marc....we have had this talk before, you're making it harder for Dr.Harrow aren't you? I know you're feeling very scared right now but it will get better bae, you will get better...I hope so" Your voice waver at the end, Marc know you're trying your best not to cry while speaking to him.

But what did you just say? You know Dr.Harrow? And..."we have had this talk before"? When? So many questions flood into Marc's mind, he can't help but ask again, hoping to find out the truth.

"You don't remember? You said you're ill Marc, you said that you need help, and that's what I have done, trusting Dr.Harrow to help you..."

"But... but you will have no one to protect you, I can protect you..." Marc's hand tightened on the phone after hearing what you said.

God... Marc is more stubborn than you think, he refused to drop the act, or admit that he is the one who is wrong, you're sick of it, you're sick of HIM. "For fuck's sake Marc, how can you even protect me? With your imaginary god and goddess? With whatever crap you bring up whenever I ask you where have you been? What the HELL is a Khonsu anyway? We fight so much because of it Marc, our last argument is the last straw. I can't... I can't love you when you're like this Marc. "

You cried out while saying everything, not caring if Marc can even listen clearly to what you have said, but you are too tired now. After hearing no response from Marc, you decided to hang up and shut down your phone, scared that Marc would call again, talking with you in his desperate and yearning voice, and you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from running back to him.

But the truth is, no call was made. Marc never dared to ask Dr.Harrow to call you again. He was on his knees, crying, screaming, throwing a tantrum like a little kid, and instead of receiving hugs and sweet encouraging words like he used to in the past when he was with you, Marc was met with a hard and disappointed voice from Dr.Harrow, saying he would never change and "the more you try to be tough, the more pain you have to suffer".

At this point, Marc has no energy to answer anymore. He looks like a corpse. His heart is beating, but at the same time, he wishes it would just stop.

"Now...like I said before....----" Dr.Harrow's voice faded out in Marc's head, he couldn't focus on anything besides what you had said to him. How ironic, Marc chuckled, he guesses the only way he can protect you now is to stop protecting you.