#blue lock x mc

[tatsumessy]

hii if you have time could you do a head canon about blue lock men( the itoshi brothers, nagi.. etc.) having a game and suddenly there is the kiss cam pointing to their s/o and a random person??

Have a Great day ❤️

itoshi sae

don’t get him started.

he really wouldn’t care because he knows your his and that he’s yours.

but if he was to give a reaction he’d do it to the cameraman for even having the audacity to point the camera in his girls way. and with a guy who looked like that.

he’d laugh, because why would you downgrade from him to THAT?!?!

condescending is all i’m going to say.

itoshi rin

now you remember in that one episode where rin kicked the two balls and made them hit each other?

well he’d kick the ball to where it would hit the camera ultimately breaking it.

he’s possessive and doesn’t play that shit.

he doesn’t like that the cameraman would even assume that you and that random man were together.

rin and sae are basically the same but rin would actually do something.

he wouldn’t lay his hands on anybody but ifykyk

nagi seishiro

he wouldn’t care because he’d be to into the game

but he’d definitely notice and do something afterwards.

like when you are waiting for him outside the stadium where all the paparazzi was waiting for the players to come out

he’d walk over to you and grab you by your chin pulling you in for a long passionate kiss.

he makes sure to do it infront of the cameras so they know that you are his girlfriend.

even though they could careless about who you were but yk nagi thinks that everyone wants you. (obviously they do.)

isagi yoichi

isagi i feel like he’d laugh awkwardly not knowing what to do.

like at first he’d see you in the big screen but once he sees the kissing cam border his face drops instantly

he halfheartedly hopes you don’t give in to everyone and kiss him but then he tells himself that he needs to trust you which he does because he watched as you poke the guy in his eye for leaning in to close to you.

he’d then laugh so loud you could heard him from the field.

bachira meguru

now this baby when he sees this doesn’t like it

but you don’t know that.

he’s so sneaky he’d make his way up to the crowd and while the cameraman is waiting for you two to kiss you were suddenly grabbed out your seat

bachira had come to give you the kiss to which the crowd erupted into loud cheers.

he then glared at the guy for even looking in your direction which caused you to laugh

[sphireath-wisp]

#So Cliché!

Sypnosis: Them as classic and overused Korean Drama cliches/cliche scenes <33

Warnings: Not proofread, this is my first time writing for Obey me characters so might be OOC(?) - I didn't choose to write for specific characters in mind because it's my first time

Featuring: Multitude of characters (Obey me, Blue lock, One Piece) x GN! reader

The silence both of you strangely found comfort in was interrupted when color burst brightly, contrasting the skies' midnight hues of black and deep blue. Using the night sky as its canvas, you find yourself entranced by the symphony of sparks and light before you, craning your neck upwards to follow the firework's path as it skyrockets into the air.

Releasing the bated breath you held in eager anticipation, your lips parted and praise gets stuck like a lump in your throat. Other fireworks pierced through the sky and followed suit, the night became a stage for the choreographed waltz of colors in the sky.

A smile tugged at the corner of your mouth, leaving a toothy grin on your face. You're left enchanted, in awe, and before you know it, a compliment slipped past your lips.

"It really is pretty."

You can barely hear the sound of their voice in the ocean of crackling crescendos, but from that soft hum, it was safe to assume that you've reached a consensus with them - a rare moment when most of your conversations consist of exchanging retorts and the occasional play-fighting.

If you were any more situationally aware, maybe you would've noticed the slight shift in their stance - touching shoulders with you, how their hand grazed yours - fingers wanting to latch onto your skin and stick to it like glue.

Their eyes glanced up at the sky, a mix of emotions swirling in them. The fireworks were impressive, enough to captivate them, but they found themselves more drawn to something else much more stunning. Their gaze was sown to you - etching the curve of your nose, the reflection in your eye, the planes of your face into their memory.

"Yes. Really pretty."

Their words - or perhaps it was the sound of their voice - soothed you. Was it strange to be happy, to feel lucky that you could share such a breathtaking yet fleeting sight with them?

Warmth enveloped your hand and their fingers intertwined with yours. You couldn't take your eyes off of the fireworks, they couldn't take their eyes off of you.

SATAN, Belphegor, Solomon Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi, Rensuke Kunigami, Hyoma Chigiri, Seishiro Nagi Roronoa Zoro, Shanks, Sabo, Portgas. D. Ace, Nico Robin Any of your faves!!

Chills slithered down your spine when a particularly strong gust of wind brushed past you. You feel goosebumps forming on your arm, which you rub back and forth for any friction to generate heat. Your body becomes rigid in the cold, muscles stiffening and tensing with every step you make.

You should have foreseen this - wearing something so revealing in this weather wasn't your brightest idea. Maybe you should end this date here, maybe you should call a taxi to get you home so you won't risk freezing to death and-

"Are you okay?" Your date's voice interrupts your train of thought and you feel your cheeks flush at the idea of them looking out for you - a warmth you desperately craved. Ignoring the butterflies tickling your stomach, you nod your head and force a smile on your face.

"All good." You reassure them just in case since the look they were giving you showed that they weren't convinced in the slightest. "It's just a little cold tonight." An understatement you try to convince him and yourself to be the truth.

Their eyebrows furrowed, adjusting the pace of their steps to match a speed you are comfortable at. "If you say so," is all they muttered in response as they plastered a slight smile on their face - a smile that only encouraged you to bear with the cold and see this date until the end.

You clasped your hands together at the sensation of your fingers going numb. It felt like your body had dropped several degrees.

With a hesitant glance and finally, a sigh, your date takes off his own jacket before draping it on your shoulders. They had a firm grip on your shoulders and - despite being separated by the fabric of his jacket - you could feel the warmth emanating from the palm of his hands.

You glance back at them with widened eyes.

"Next time, don't be afraid to ask for help. I'm here for you."

They said with a chuckle, a voice smooth like honey. Noticing your cheeks - now tinted a rosy color, they only grew more fond of that shy expression on your face.

"Thank you." You were able to murmur out, crossing your arms over your chest and holding the jacket in place over your body. You feel the numbness slowly subside and your senses return.

"You're welcome," They gently hold your hand in theirs, fingers caressing your knuckles before pulling your hand up to their lips. Giving you a momentary glance to make sure you're comfortable, they lock eye contact with you, waiting for your nod of approval before placing a delicate kiss on the back of your hand.

Lucifer, Barbatos, Simeon, Beelzebub Oliver Aiku, Reo Mikage, Yoichi Isagi, Rensuke Kunigami(?), Sae Itoshi Sanji Vinsmoke, Dracule Mihawk, Shanks, Sabo Any of your faves!!

"Where the hell is it?" You curse under your breath, scrambling around your hotel room for the umpteenth time. When multiple thorough searches through your apartment leave you disappointed and empty-handed, the reality of losing your favorite shoes begins to kick in.

You repeatedly attempt to retrace your steps and hope the migraine kicking in goes away as soon as it came - where did you last see those damn shoes?

"Yo,"

The sudden voice causes you to jump; the jittery state you were in signaled multiple blaring alarms in their head.

"What's up with you?"

"I lost my favorite pair of shoes. The last time I saw them was at the beach, in the afternoon. I wore my sandals back, so I probably left them at the beach."

Cue your dramatically loud sigh and frown - an expression they disliked seeing on you.

"...It's just shoes, you can always buy another pair!" It was a poor attempt at comfort, but you could see the effort. "It'll turn up eventually. We can search for it first thing tomorrow morning, yeah?"

You nod at the offer, shoulders dropping and muscles relaxing. Despite the tension slowly leaving your body, you noticed that they didn't relax one bit. No, quite the opposite, they seemed... determined?

"I'll go get some sleep, I spent the whole afternoon rummaging through this room, so I'm exhausted." You shrug it off, you didn't have the energy to question them. "You?"

They stay silent, lips sealed shut and pressed together in a firm line "...I'll go wander around for a little."

"Oh my gosh, where'd you find them?" Your eyes sparkle at the sight of your shoes still in one piece - ignoring how sandy they were.

They sniffle slightly, their nose stuffy - perhaps it was a morning thing? "It was outside of my hotel room, you forgot it there." Lying through their teeth, they offer you a wide grin and stuff their hands into their pockets.

They watch you face-palm yourself, chuckling softly at the sight. "Thanks a lot. I'm so happy to have these back." You're too relieved to notice the way their gaze softens at you.

It's a good thing they spent most of last night searching for your shoes. Their heart dropped in their chest when they saw you stressed. Maybe being sick wasn't so bad after all... they have another excuse to hang around you a little longer since you'll be nursing them back to health... right?

MAMMON, LEVIATHAN, Diavolo, Beelzebub, Belphegor (spoiled brat) Rin Itoshi, Meguru Bachira Roronoa Zoro, Sanji Vinsmoke, Trafalgar D. Water Law Any of your faves!!

[edelbleu]

Do you guys think the first time Nagi leans his head on Reo’s shoulder after they make up, Reo feels his heart is gonna beat out of his chest? It’s nothing they haven’t done before, but… it’s been so long. Reo know understands Nagi better, but he can’t help feeling like he’s walking on eggshells around him. His heart is full of bright joy for having his treasure back, but there’s also shame for how badly he reacted - how he pushed Nagi away both times he tried to approach him - and… some lingering fear that this is just temporary. So when Nagi wraps his arms around Reo’s waist from behind and rests his chin on his shoulder, Reo forgets how to breath for a second.

His heart will remain hesitant for a long time, though.

[rosehiroto]

Hello everyone!

Today I'm here to invite you to my discord server! It is a multi fandom server, for writers readers, artists, gamers and people who just want to chill and hang out with friends!

Where you can get to know me, my unfinished fanfics and random stuff that I don't post online!

If you do decide to join I hope you enjoy your time there!

[addicted-to-morally-grey-men]

Heyy guys!!! I'm back to writing again (⁠｢⁠`⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠｢

Although this past week had been very.. I mean every hectic for me but now the workload has decreased a bit... Not entirely finished (it's never finished ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ) but still much less than earlier

So again.. slowly and gradually I'll start writing again!!

Be sure to send your asks soon👀✨ I'll be waiting ╰⁠(⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠)⁠╯

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[elaemae]

The premium version of human is here to wreak house, mfs.

Twst x Obey me!AFAB!reader

(Reader is Ob's MC)

CW:

•NO APPEARANCE SPECIFIED FOR READER.

•Poly.

•Cursing.

•Reader is referred to as "you" or they/them and even "he/him" because NRC boys refer to any living humanoid in the school as a male by default.

•Crowley.

•It's my first time writing a fanfiction, pls tell me if I should continue writing this.

(Random pic go brr—)

What will happen when a perpetually hungry-for-cuddles and tired-of-this-shit hooman gets kidnapped by a motherfucking horse and decides (kinda? Yeah nope. This wasn't by choice.) to enroll in a school full of problematic kids and their irresponsible af headmage?

Chaos. Pure and utter chaos with a lot of high-end simping in the mix (Along with the slightly unhinged urge to commit arson and burn a bitch to crisp)

So read as [y/n] tries to run away from the school-life while trying to just get back to their goddamn harem family (God saw this thought and decided that giving y/n more harem members is the appropriate course of action), all while juggling the harsh responsibilities of being a guardian, babysitter, therapist, healer, protector, local crush and celebrity for poor Yuu and the entirety of NRC.

("Pls send help" — y/n)

• • • • •

Disclaimer: You may have been kidnapped to a whole 'nother world and you may be on the verge of a mental breakdown, but you're sure as hell gonna look hot and serve cunt while you go through all your problems.

Prologue: 1

IMPORTANT: Mc will be referred to as they/them in this story, but in these beginning chapters a lot of people will refer to mc as a dude because y'know; NRC is an ALL BOYS school and nrc students came to expect that those in the school are all boys.(this'll change dw)

In order to avoid confusion, every time that the MC is addressed by others as he/him or more; I will color it blue. why blue? I find it easier to read.

Sample; 'He turned to them.'

The "He" in this passage is referring to MC because the character referring to them thinks that they're a guy.

REMINDER: This is Fanfiction! Not everything will be the same as canon because of this thing called the 'butterfly effect'.

• • • •

The Dorm Leaders + lilia were just about to call this Opening Ceremony over.

So close to getting out of this hall and finally being able to go on their merry ways to escort the new students back to their respective dorms before the hectic-ness of preparing for hours starts to catch up to them.

Though, things are never quite that easy in NRC.

A commotion with the students quite far from them leaves the majority of them annoyed/disgruntled. (Kalim is just confused and curious)

The headmaster rushes to check what was wrong only for a student to point out that there is an unopened coffin floating in a shadowy part of the hall.

Armed with the desire to get this shit over with and to avoid embarrassment from missing a coffin when he was going around opening them and also, with Yuu waiting near the mirror, the headmaster opens the coffin to wake the new student inside.

The dorm leaders walked closer to be able to quickly usher the new student to the dark mirror only to notice that the headmaster froze up.

"...Headmaster? Are you alright?" Azul "Boutta-do-sumthin-devious" Ashengrotto asked with faux concern.

"Ah– Ah yes! I'm alright Mr. Ashengrotto."

Crowley the bitch cleared his throat and reached inside the coffin to wake the student up.

"Hmm..."

The dorm leaders subconsciously or not, peaked inside the coffin before getting gobsmacked by the sleeping student.

Sure, the student looked quite cute ("New potential apple locked in" — Vil.) even with half of his face obstructed but what really drew their attention were the jewelries that he was wearing.

Three luxurious looking earrings on each of his ears, all unique from each other, all with a respective color and design except for that one earring with two gemstones engraved in it, orange and indigo. Seven gems, six earrings

An ornament on his forehead that looks to be a combination of a circlet and a Ferronnière made from gold, with intricate black bat-like wings surrounding the red gemstone in the middle.

And that's just the jewelry on his head.

There's also the sleek black choker with a golden sheen on his neck with a teal gemstone surrounded by small diamonds hanging in the middle.

They don't know if this guy has anymore but the jewels they can see for now is more than enough for them to make the deduction that this student has some alot of money on his hands.

No wonder the Headmaster froze up.

Azul subconsciously starts fixing up his appearance when he starts to wake up, wanting to make a good impression on a potential, rich victim client.

• • • •

"Mmh... What the hell.. Why is the bed so hard.."

You mumbled as you stirred, feeling someone lightly shaking you awake.

You opened your eyes, expecting maybe the brothers, solomon, dia, barbs, simeon or luke but you were instead met with a face obscured by a dark bird mask.

"..."

"..."

"You have two seconds to unhand me before you lose your hands." or your life. Depends on who I can summon first.

You made your voice as cold and unwelcoming as possible as the man with the bird mask squawked and backed away a bit in shock.

"H– How rude..! I'll have you know that I was only–"

"Where am I?"

You cut off the weird looking bird-man as you scanned your surroundings and moved to come out of the coffin why were you in a coffin? you were in, in fear of it closing and locking you inside.

You glance warily to the bird-man while keeping an eye on the huge number of robed individuals that you can see. are you in a cult? Damnit, did one of the Brothers' crazy cults decide to kidnap you out of jealousy again??

Especially the seven (reminder that lilia is there with the Housewardens) closest to you and bird-dude.

Some solomon-kinnie motherfucker is currently eyeing you down like he's about to sell your kidneys to the black market or something.. Hmm... Your fight or flight instincts are telling you to sell HIS kidneys instead.

*Ehem*

Burd-dude cleared his throat and addresses you.

"It seems that the teleportation magic has left you disoriented... No matter, I can forgive your offense of trying to threaten me for I am gracious!"

He then looked weirdly like a combination of preening peacock and a proud chicken.

"I repeat. Where in the unholy trinity of the three realms, am I?"

Now that raised a few eyebrows.

You feel for the necklace under your clothes that Thirteen gave you, filing the question of why you're also wearing the same robe as these people away, in your head.

While the guy that you now dub-thee as "bird-bitch" started gawking at you and going on a tangent of being disrespectful, you scan the big hall/room you're in looking for ways to escape.

• • • •

Hmm... This new student seems to be a knowledgeable individual.

Lilia kept his gaze on the student, studying how he took on a defensive stance the moment he got out of the coffin.

They need to calm this student quickly before something happens.

The student seems to be confused on why he's here and is looking for a way to get out.

If the way his eyes moved around the room in quick succession is any indicator.

Not the first time that something like this happens but add in the magicless student's appearance, he gets the feeling that something strange will happen once again.

Seeing him take out and grasp the palm-sized gemstone of a whole 'nother necklace hidden under his robe how many trinkets does this boy have??, Lilia got ready to jump in the fray should something happen.

There's a possibility that the student can use that necklace as a weapon if that was what he chose to hold in this situation and not his other shiny ornaments.

Lilia was proven right when the necklace and the gemstone glowed and formed into a fancy-looking staff that the student quickly pointed towards Crowley.

He looked at the dorm leaders around him to see if any of them will do something.

...

yeah no. If anything, they look like they're watching an amusing show. Especially Schoenheit and Kingscholar..

Though it seems more like Riddle is still assessing the situation before he brings out his infamous collar.

Haahh.. Youngsters these days..

Chapter list | → PROLOGUE 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

Elae: Sorry if my grammar is off, English isn't my first language.

Btw, Thanks for reading this far! Hope you enjoyed it😊

Srry if my format is also off, I've only been using tumblr for a few days now...

MOST IMPORTANTLY; Should I continue reading this fanfic? I wanna know if people still read Obey mexTwst stories here...

[straylightdream]

SUDDEN DESIRE - 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: lee minho x f.reader

college au / established relationship / roommate au

↳ you always thought you knew exactly what you wanted in life. But being with Minho makes you realize you want so much more with him.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.6k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: pregnancy scare, lots of emotions, talks about the future and having kids. 18+ only. Smut warnings below the cut.

𝐚𝐧: can be read as one shot but there is a connecting PART ONE called Lover Of Mine. I have a soft spot for this couple and definitely wanted to write more for them. This is a part of my connecting connect stray kids college au series SSFW. You don’t need to read the other stories to know what’s going on.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: breeding kink, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of knocking the mc up, passionate intercourse. Names such as: pretty, and angel

This whole situation feels a little too calm. Your night you had planned with Minho took a little turn when you realized you hadn’t started your period three weeks ago like you were supposed to. Nursing school had been extra stressful and you hadn’t really thought about it until Minho mentioned it.

Sitting on the bathroom floor with Minho sitting next you can’t seem to wrap your mind around the fact that neither of you seemed freaked out at the fact that you might be pregnant. You fiddle with the sleeve of your sweater while Minho scrolls through instagram on his phone looking at different photos of cats. He doesn’t seem nervous at all.

It’s been almost a year and half since the first time you slept together and you’re both extremely happy with your relationship. You’re in the middle of your nursing program, and Minho is in grad school. The thought of having a child at this stage in your life should make you sick, but it doesn’t.

“So what happens if I’m pregnant?” You glance at him.

Closing his phone he knits his eyebrows together as he stares at you. “I don’t know. I mean I want to have kids one day and I clearly love you. I’ve said this since the beginning when we first started sleeping together. If I get you pregnant you’ll look great.” He reaches over resting his hand on your cheek, “And you know the kid would be cute as hell.”

“Why doesn’t this freak me out?” You lean into his hand.

“I’m honestly not freaked out. If you’re pregnant the only thing we would have to figure out is where we would move. I don’t know if Hyunjin is ready to live with a baby. I could always pause grad school, to be honest I’m not worried.”

“I don’t know if I’m ready for a baby,” you still had things you wanted to do before you had a child. “This feels a little too soon. Like where would we even raise a baby?”

“We can cross that bridge when we get there if you’re pregnant.”

The timer on your phone goes off and you don’t move, you just silently stare at the pregnancy test still sitting on the floor. Minho leans over pressing his lips to your shoulder before he reaches out taking the test. He stares at it a moment before passing it to you. Your eyes lock on the bold blue words that read, “not pregnant”. Instantly you feel relieved.

“I’m probably late because of stress,” you sigh.

“Are you disappointed you aren’t pregnant?” He picks up on your sad tone.

You can’t fully explain the emotions you’re going through. You’re relieved you’re not pregnant, because you definitely aren’t ready for a child. But there is this little part of you that is sad that won’t be having Minho baby. “No, I'm not disappointed.”

You stand up taking the pregnancy test with you as you walk off to your room. You toss the test in the trash bin by your desk hoping that Hyunjin or his girlfriend won’t see the test.

Minho walks into your room leaning against the door frame. His eyes are trained on you as you move around your room. “Pretty, can you come here?”

Stopping in your tracks you pause for a moment before you walk over to him. He takes your face in both of his hands before he leans in pressing his lips to yours for a gentle kiss.

“What’s going on in your head?”

“For the longest time I didn’t think I wanted to have kids, but being with you has really changed my mind.” You suddenly feel emotional being this vulnerable with him. “The thought that I could be pregnant right now really made me realize that’s something I truly want with you in the future.”

A smile spreads across his lips, “you know we have talked about so many things since we met, and I thought we had talked about everything when we got together and I realize we never talked about what we wanted with marriage and kids and stuff of that nature.”

“The way you love coming inside me, and your breeding kink I just assumed you wanted kids.” You almost blush instantly thinking about all the filthy things he has said to you while in bed.

“I’m like you. I didn't really have a desire to have kids before you. To be quite honest I thought I would just be a cat dad.” He lets out a soft laugh and you can’t help but instantly smile.

“So does this mean after we both graduate maybe we can have a baby?”

“Is that what you want?”

Silently you nod.

“You don’t have to ask me twice to knock you up.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes as a soft laugh passes your lips. “In all seriousness Minho, we should probably properly plan that all out and probably find a place of our own.”

“We’ll figure all that out later. How about we think about it in two years. By then we should both be working good jobs and we can find our own place.”

“You know that means I’m gonna have to stop my birth control?” You step back from him smirking. “That means your little breeding kink can fully be explored.” His eyes narrow in on you with each step back you take.

“Does my pretty girl want me to breed her?” Steps towards you. “Do you want me to knock you up?” Your pulse races at his words. “Say the word pretty and I’ll breed you so damn full.”

“I’m on birth control you can’t breed me,” you tease.

“Baby I can fuck you so good that your birth control can’t even stop me.” He takes two big steps towards you. He grabs you by the waist before crashing his lips into your.

“Hey YN,” Hyunjin yells, walking up to your open door.

Minho pulls away from you instantly and you look over at the door to see an embarrassed Hyunjin standing there with his ears red. In the whole time you have all lived together this is really the first time Hyunjin has stumbled in on an intimate moment.

A heavy sigh passes Minho’s lips as he sits down on the edge of your bed. “Hyunjin what’s up?”

“Um I’m sorry if I walked in on something,” he awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

“Don’t worry, nothing is happening. Minho left the door open.”

“Um Chan just texted me asking me if we all wanted to come over to his place for dinner?”

You want to tell Hyunjin you want to stay home tonight but you don’t. You look over at Minho whose eyes are focused on you. He pats your butt gently, something he does often. “We’re gonna pass Hyunjin. She’s not feeling good and I’m gonna stay home with her.”

“Okay I’ll let them know,” Hyunjin rushes out of your room, closing the door behind him.

You exhale the breath you didn’t even realize you were holding. Sitting on the edge of the bed you lean into Minho resting your head on his shoulder. “I feel like I need a nap.”

“Come on, let's cuddle.” He moves crawling back on your bed.

Curling up next to him you rest your head on his chest. Your arm drapes across his stomach clinging to him. “What happened to you wanting to fuck me?”

“I don’t think you need that right now, pretty. I think right now you just need me to hold you.” He gently rubs your side. Your thoughts are all over the place you didn’t think a pregnancy scare would leave you being so confused.

“Why do I feel so conflicted after taking that pregnancy test?”

“It’s normal to feel that way. You’re allowed to feel conflicted,” he leans down pressing his lips to the top of your head.

“I love you Minho.”

“I love you too, kitten.”

-

You lay in bed with Minho for an hour before he convinces you to get out of bed. You find yourself sitting in the bathtub with Minho. His arms wrapped around your stomach pressing his lips to your bare shoulder. You have the apartment to yourself. Hyunjin went over to Chan’s with Jeongin.

“Are you scared of what life holds after college?” You break the comfortable silence that has taken over the bathroom.

“I used to be, but I don’t now.” He sounds so calm. “My outlook on life has really changed since we got together. I’m not worried about the future like I used to be. I know we’ll figure things out together.”

“Minho you’re the first person I have been with that makes me excited for what the future holds for us.”

After taking a bath Minho orders take out and sits on your bed eating it with you. Even after being together for over a year you still have separate rooms, but recently Minho has been in your room nonstop. It’s to the point now you exclusively sleep in your room. Minho even stores his pajamas in your dresser.

After eating it takes very little effort for Minho to have you naked and laying on your back as he hovers over you. His body practically plastered to you. Your legs are spread wide with his cock fitted snugly inside you. You hold his face in both your hands. His eyes are locked on yours and you can’t help the warming feeling in your chest. Nobody has ever made you feel quite like Minho does. Maybe that’s because before you were together you were friends first. You loved him as your friend long before you were in love with him.

“Thank you for taking care of me today.” You needed Minho today. From the moment you thought you might be pregnant you knew you needed him by your side.

“I love being able to take care of you,” he presses a gentle kiss to the top of your nose.

“I went through a lot of emotions today, and I’m really happy that I’m with you.” You mean everything you say to him. He’s truly special to you.

“Pretty is that your way of saying I love you?” He cocks his eyebrow at you.

“I thought it was clear I love you?” You can’t help but tease him right back. “Why don’t you show me how much you love me?” Your hands crawl down his tone back landing on his butt cheek. A smile spreads across his lips as you squeeze it. He rolls his hips forward with a firm thrust. You gasp at the feeling of him hitting just the right spot.

“Pretty I’ll show you just how much I love you.”

He sits up on his hunches with his length still inside you. His hands hold your hips with a firm grip as he rocks his hips into you over and over. Your breasts bounce with each thrust. One of your hands grips one of your breasts while the other grips the sheets below you. Looking up you find Minho staring right at you. One of his hands leaves your hip and travels up your stomach slowly. He takes your hand that was holding your breast away from your skin. He laced his fingers with yours and stills his hips. There’s a moment of silence where the only thing that can be heard is both your breathing.

“Minho?” You lean up on your elbows.

“Yes my angel?

“Can we change positions?” Silently he nods, removing himself from you. “Can I ride you?”

He doesn’t say anything, he just moves so he sits with his back against your headboard. Crawling across the bed you straddle his thighs quickly sinking down on his length. “Please touch me,” you whisper. You want nothing more than for him to touch every part of your body and soul. Without another word he leans forward and starts leaving a wet trail of kisses up the base of your neck. His hands travel down your back until they both grip your butt cheeks pulling your body towards him dragging you up his length. You follow his lead, rolling your hips. Your lips crash together muffling the moans that pass your lips.

Pulling your lips away, your forehead rests against him as you move your hips faster. Your thighs burn from the work but you don’t care. You want nothing more than to fully be engulfed in his touch. Leaning back you let out a loud moan. You count your blessings that your roommates aren’t home. The last thing you need is for either of them to hear you practically screaming Minho's name.

“Oh god,” you moan.

“Fuck,” he seems just as lost in pleasure as you. “You’re still so fucking tight.”

Leaning back you rest your hands on his thighs. You roll your hips over and over again. When he reaches down rubbing his thumb across your sensitive bundle of nerves it feels as if he set your body on fire. His thumb makes quick circles on your clit causing you to moan his name. He knows all the right ways to touch you.

“Pretty are you gonna come?” You can’t help but squeeze your eyes shut as your release is rapidly approaching. You nod your head quickly, holding back another moan. “Pretty it’s okay, you can come.”

Your eyes snap open and look into his warm ones. He continues his work on your clit as your high washes over you. You practically scream his name gripping his thighs as you slowly move your hips riding out your high.

You still for a moment leaning forward resting your forehead against his. Your chest is rising and falling rapidly as you try to catch your breath. He pulls back slightly. The smile on his face is something you might not ever forget.

“Can I change the position this time?” He asks, causing a soft laugh to pass your lips. You crawl off him laying on your back with your legs spread. He moves so he’s in his original position resting on top of you. He slides into you with ease. He starts moving right away this time. He sets a slow but steady pace. This time his lips are on yours the whole time. Your lips move together as he keeps his slow pace before he falls apart moaning your name finishing inside you just like he does every single time. When come down from his high he doesn’t leave you. He stays snug inside you. He’s pressing gentle kisses across your face causing you to smile.

“Is this what my future holds?” You ask.

“Are you asking if your future is me fucking you until you can’t move?”

“Minho I can move,” you laugh, lifting your arms.

“You can’t tell me you won’t have jello legs if you stood up?” He cocks his eyebrow at you.

“I’ll give you that. But what I really mean is when I’m sad are you always gonna try and cheer me up?”

“I will do whatever makes you pretty happy. I will hold you, kiss you, and do anything to make you smile,” he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. “And if I get to fuck you until you can’t walk that’s a bonus.”

“I love you so much,” you say as he slowly pulls out or you.

“I love you too.” He jumps out of bed and quickly runs off to the bathroom still naked and comes back with a warm washcloth. “Now time for me to clean up my mess.”

The little things Minho does they that’s a constant reminder that you truly found the right person for you. He makes you so happy without even really trying. You love him so much and you know he loves you.

[tatsumessy]

Hidden feeling - {Itoshi Sae}

“So Itoshi, there’s just one more question I’d like to ask that almost everyone here has been waiting for.” The interviewer cleared her throat and placed the notecards down on her lap fully turning her attention to Sae. You were sitting in his dressing room watching the interview live off the tv silently praying that your boyfriend of five years wouldn’t cuss this woman out. He’s been waiting for this interview to finish ever since it started and you could tell from his face that he was getting aggravated.

“Well it’s about your ‘relationship’ with y/n.” You flinched and started clenching your hands together. “Why the quotations? It’s not a ‘relationship’ likes it’s make believe or something. My girlfriend of five years. What about her?” He quickly rebelled not letting her finish, a tang of guilt shot through your chest but you chose to ignore it. “We did a survey last week comparing your type along with who we think you’d be with. Or how do I put it, someone everyone thinks you should be with. You said you and y/n have been dating for five years, you must not like her enough to want to marry her…” she leaned forward showing off her breast while casually caressing his arm.

As you watched their little interaction the little pang in your chest got worse and your hand was starting to bleed from how hard your nails were digging into your palm. This wasn’t anything new, Sae would always go to these interviews and the interviewer would always sneak in these questions and doubts about your relationship while also sneaking in rude and insulting comments about you. There’s nothing for you to do about it, you just sit there and take it because at the end of the day Sae always chooses you.

“Miss…” “hmm?” You responded keeping your gaze on the tv just watching them two. “You’re bleeding, he’s going to kill me if you got hurt under my watch.” Sae’s assistant said running over and opening your hands to see the damage, tears brimmed in her eyes as she scrambled to grab bandages. “Thank you.” You said watching her finish the wrapping and at the same exact moment everyone gasped at the tv at something that was said. “What happened?” You asked sitting forward, “she just called you a broke background slut whose only with Itoshi for his money.” Pausing for a moment you looked down at your hand then back up at everyone with a gentle smile on your face.

“It’s okay guys…if her comments aren’t hurting me then they shouldn’t be hurting you. She’s not even talking about you so don’t let it faze you.” You finished with a smile, after a second all of your flinched hearing the door open aggressively and Sae walked in ripping off all the wires and microphones from his body. “Let’s go, we’re leaving.” He said throwing the stuff on the seat next to you and grabbing your hand to help you stand up. “What happened to your hands?” He paused, “nothing just some small cuts.” He sighed and pulled you out the studio and towards the car. He helped you get in then closed the door once you were comfortable.

The ride home was silent, and the rest of the night was even more quieter. After the interview you were supposed to go on a date but obviously that didn’t happen because of how upset Sae was and you didn’t mind. He always ends up making it up to you, but that wasn’t the reason you were laying in bed right now wide awake. Sae had his back turned to you and he was fast asleep while you laid there with your eyes glossed over. You were about to start sobbing crying all because of what that lady said today, knowing sae had to get up early in the morning you quietly removed yourself from the bed and went into the living room to calm yourself down.

There’s no reason you should be crying over a couple of comments, it’s not like she physical put her hands on you. But she was bold enough to basically grope Sae on live tv in front of the whole world. Leaning your head back against the couch you closed your eyes feeling your warm tears slide down your cheeks and fall onto your shoulders. After a few minutes of being left alone with your thoughts Sae’s voice broke you out of your trance. “Y/n ?” Your eyes flew open and you jumped leaning forward while wiping your face, thank goodness the lights were still off and he could t see how red and puffy your eyes were.

“Why aren’t you sleeping? You know we have to get up early in the morning.” He stayed standing behind the couch staring at your dark silhouette, “you’re right. I’m coming, let me get some water and then I’ll meet you in the ro-om.” Silently cursing yourself for your voice cracking, you stood up and starting walking towards the kitchen but Sae’s grip on your wrist stopped you. He reached over and flipped the light switch to get a better look at you, “what’s wrong?” He still had the same neutral expression but you could tell in his voice that he was worried.

He didn’t like seeing you cry, out of the five years you two had been dating he’s only seen you cry once and that was when your father died. So to see you trying to hide away from him to cry kind of hurts his pride, it’s like you don’t trust him enough to confide in him. “Nothing, I just had something in my eye.” You said trying to laugh it off while idly rubbing your eye, he rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Is it about what she said? About the marriage thing?” You cocked your head to the side in confusion.

“I was gonna propose last night after the interview but she pissed me off so much that I didn’t want to have you deal with my attitude during our date.” A small blush formed on his cheek as he confessed his plans to you, “Sae it’s not about a proposal. I don’t care if we don’t get married for another twenty years. I love you enough to wait…I just needed a moment.” “From?” He asked moving pieces of your messy hair from your face. “I don’t know, what she said really got to me, and it’s like…if she thinks that and will openly flirt and touch you knowing I’m watching then so does everyone else in the world. They don’t see me as your girlfriend, so what if one day you don’t see me as it either anymore yourself?”

A tear slid down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away hiding your sadness with a gentle smile. “Just forget I said anything.” He stared at you with that unimpressed neutral expression and it just made you feel little under his gaze. “Princesa, you are my entire world and I wouldn’t have been the man I am today without your help. Do you understand that my love? I love you.” He said caressing the sides of your cheeks with his thumbs, “sae I told you it’s fine. You don’t have to tell me you love me.” He pulled away slightly looking a little offended.

“Why are you saying that like I don’t love you?” “I- it’s just that you never say it so I never want to assume how you feel about me.” You said looking down at the ground not wanting to make eye contact with him. You couldn’t stop yourself, the words just came out. The two of you stayed silent for a while until he broke the silence, “go to bed. we can talk in the morning.” Opening your mouth to say something you quickly realized that Sae didn’t want to talk, your hand interlaced with his and you held him back from walking further.

“I didn’t mean anything rude by what I said. You have a hard time expressing your feelings and I understand that, I would never pin that against you. With everything going on with your career I want to be a supportive girlfriend so I don’t or shouldn’t have time to be crying over mean comments…but when I do, I just don’t want to bother you because it doesn’t mean anything. All they do is talk and at the end of the day I’m grateful to be in the position I’m in with your right now. I love you Sae and I know you love me.” You said smiling with several tears falling from your closed eyes.

A heartbeat of a moment passed and before you knew it Sae had his lips in yours and he was engulfing your whole embrace. He didn’t think you could do anything to make him fall in love with you more but you did. “Don’t ever cry by yourself again. We can’t get married if you don’t even trust me enough to share your burdens with me.” He kissed the top of your head gently smiling at the nod of approval from you then bent down slightly to pick you up and carry you back to the bedroom.

“Now really, let’s go to sleep. We have to get up in three hours to catch this flight.” You nodded and cuddled up against his figure.

[sphireath-wisp]

#Masterlist

#One piece

#Blue Lock

#Obey me

#Taglist

[starzshopoflove]

Simon "ghost" Riley x Reader

Notes: fem reader! i hc ghost doesn't wear a mask when he's off duty, this is just whatever rot my mouse brain creates, age gap but not to crazy, sfw mostly ,size kink if you squint, literally just me projecting onto reader sorry

no thoughts just ghost meeting cute little civvie reader in a shop when he's just trying to get his shopping done after coming back from a mission just wanting to fill his fridge with enough beer and groceries that vaguely resemble food

Simon watching you struggle to reach the flour from a set high shelf in the aisle, grumbling to yourself about "who fucking needs flour anyway" still trying to reach it and he just pluck it off the shelf and drops it in your cart before making his way to another aisle and your just left looking stupid watching this giant trudge away with a little blue tesco basket in tow

Simon who notices you at the same book shop he frequents, but your perched behind the counter doing god knows what ( vaguely resembles inventory but hey do what you will) calculator in hand as he peeks from behind a bookshelf trying to remember where he's seen you before.

Civvie reader who passes her days working quietly in a book shop and living in a simple one room flat indulging her romantic needs in fiction too nervous to actually talk to men, fictional ones satisfying her needs better. That is until you see some books on the counter sliding over to scan them.

"Your total's 23.55" you mumble looking at the screen "Cash or Card?" you add before lifting your head to meet the brick wall of a muscle man. Oh OH, no thoughts as you just stare at his pecs in your line of sight thanking whatever god you believe in for the sight before you, better then anything your little brain could muster up even with the detailed descriptions authors would spit out onto the pages you read

You violently peel your eyes away from the most beautiful pair of man tits you've ever seen to see what man was the owner, and by god do you wish you werent so bad around men. I mean the wind practically got knocked out of your lungs as you let out a barely audible squeak watching this man fish in his pockets for his wallet

Messy blonde hair that was in that weird phase of curly but not really, a nose that looks like its seen a good fight, deep set brown eyes, and a few healed scars settled on the skin. Aged but like wine, a really really fine wine

"Right, cash" His hands fiddling through the wallet to pull out the bank notes, while you prayed you didnt look like a hunger dog staring at his hands as they placed the cash on the counter.

Simon who watches the little bookshop employee look like she just got punched in the gut and was trying not groan as she quickly rang him up, Do i smell? he thinks to himself

Simon who watches your smaller hands shuffle the cash into the register, noting how they're free of calluses, nailed neat and slightly grown, soft.

Simon who leaves the bookstore thinking of a excuse to go again tomorrow, not to see the bookshop girl or anything, he has his reasons!! he just hasn't thought of it yet!!

You start looking up from your notes for your class when the shop bell jingles hoping to see the mystery man whos built exactly like your favorite webcomic character but with the gruff and mature aura of that mc from the game your friend made you play that you cant quite remember. Only disappointed when its just another customer , until later in the day the man returns again.

But its much later in the day and you've switched on the shops warm lights, turning off the ac letting the place warm up as you hear the door jingle again, mystery man making his way to the counter your eyes following his every step, meaty thighs

You who perks up when his forearms settle at the counter suddenly eyes locking onto yours and suddenly very glad you tidied up a bit today, tinted chapstick, perfume, cleaner turtle neck, lashes, lipgloss, earrings ahm

"Tesco" he grumbles out unmoving

"what" well thats not what you were expecting to hear

"You were the girl , couldnt reach the flour yeah?" oh that was him

"Oh, that was you? thank you?" oh what the fuck were you supposed to say?? oh thank you freakishly tall man who watched me struggle?? let me take your whole cock in my mouth while you call me a good pet feeding your meaty length down my throat??

"Yeah" Simon didnt think to much on what to do now, gaze getting awkward now that hes got his confirmation

"Did you need anything" you finally broke the silence, god its fuckin tense in here and hes so close, you wanna just get a sniff but thats hardly workplace behavior doesn't matter if its your dads shop or not.

"Mhm, ye got any cook books?"

"yeah, section 12, shelf 9" whos he cooking for? his wife? i dont see a ring? maybe a long time girlfriend?? who wouldnt snatch up this actual beefcake

"Thanks, tryna cook something new for myself. Flats been quiet" He mumbled like speaking too much would give him a headache

SImon purchased his books same stare at the girls hand like last time as she took his money. God do something you look like a creep staring at this poor girls hands.

"Got a notepad luv?" again that same punched face returned, is she alright? he thought to himself

Oh he just called me luv oh fuck dont wheeze dont wheeze just hand him the pen and paper like a good employee, come on. Oh god dont stare at his arms, are those tattoos oh my god

Sliding back the notepad simon made pace of grabbing his cook book a slipping out the shop just as quick as he went in

You who looked at the notepad almost slipping back out of your chair

"Simon 44 xxx xxx xxx"

Children were singing, the angels sang their songs, the trees regrew in that parking lot down the street, healthcare in america was just made free, and you just got the phone number of a man built like a double door fridge that you have every intention of climbing

[rae-writes]

Such a Wh*re (I love it)

Mephisto x reader

wc : 1.k

warnings : nsfw, name calling [whore], mc is accused of fooling around with the brothers and other four dateables [however it’s neither confirmed nor denied for reader interpretation] 

synopsis : Mephisto would rather die than admit jealously over some human so you’ll just have to make him choke on his words instead 

“What a whore.” 

You slam your D.D.D down a little too hard on the desk, eyes cutting dangerously at the purple haired noble, “I beg your fucking pardon?” 

Mephisto doesn’t back down. Typical. “Don’t act like it’s not true, Mc, we all see how you interact with the seven brothers, Solomon, Simeon, Barbatos, and even our Prince. I just don’t see how Lord Diavolo thinks it savory to meddle with someone such as yourself on any other basis except for being an exchange student.” 

While a bit dumbfounded that he was talking to you like this, you still find it in yourself to give him an irritable smirk, “Oh? Are you jealous, Mephistopheles?”

“As if. I just thought you should know how you look, flaunting yourself around like that.” 

With your hues darkening mischievously, you make your way towards him, “So you admit to watching me?” Using his surprise at your closeness, you take the opportunity to grip his tie. 

“I never said— h-hold on, w-what do you t-think you’re d-doing?!” 

You huffed out a ‘cute’, grin getting impossibly sharper at his sudden stuttering. Swiftly, you undo the knot and yank the accessory off, using it to tie his hands behind his back. 

Trying to choke out a proper sentence, Mephisto gapes at you, eyes widening when you mutter a spell to make the tie inescapable. “Mc! I-I demand you answer me!” 

“What’s it look like, pretty boy? ‘M being the whore you seem to so desperately want me to be— and I’m not even going to charge you for the front row seat you’re in.” 

His breath quickens as you shove him back into a chair, eyes darting from you to the door that’s only half closed; anyone could walk in here- it was the newspaper club’s office room. 

“Don’t worry your pretty little head.” With a wave of your hand, the door slams shut and locks itself. “No one’s gonna see you all embarrassed and humiliated but me today.” 

“N-no one h-humiliates me.” 

You lick a stripe up his neck, working on undoing his school shirt buttons after opening his blazer, “Watch me.” 

It takes less than a minute- to expose his chest and tug his pants down just enough to free his leaking cock. Mephisto can’t decide whether it’s because you’ve had practice or because in this position, he’s more pliant than he’s ever been. He chooses the former to save face. 

“You know, for having such an ugly mouth, you sure are pretty. Pretty eyes, pretty hair, pretty body…” your eyes flit downward with an amused twinkle, “Pretty dick.” 

Mephisto swallows the gasp that wants to escape at your words, instead choosing to screw his eyes shut and tilt his head back. Wrong move. 

Because now you're attacking it with sucks and bites, leaving no patch of skin untouched by your lips, and he can feel the bruises forming, feel the sharp bloom of pleasure when you bite down harder and it makes him keen. 

And you know he’s given up his facade when he doesn’t even acknowledge the sounds he’s making, especially when his hips jerk as you grip the base of his cock. 

“C’mon, ‘phisto.” Your free hand grips his jaw and yanks his head down so brilliant green hues are staring back into yours; one eye still holds your own color while the other is a mix of blue, pink, and yellow. “Don’t you think ‘m pretty too?” 

Yes his brain supplies, but nothing comes out of his mouth other than a strangled groan. And when you pout at his lack-luster response, he feels the need to get on his knees and praise you until you’re smiling again. 

Moving down his tensed up figure, you come to a stop in front of his legs and wrench them apart so you can fit in the middle. “Maybe I need to go ask someone else? Maybe…Lucifer?” 

Hearing his rival's name while you’re inches away from his cock makes Mephisto strain against the bindings keeping his arms in place, eyes glaring down at you heatedly. 

“No?” You hum in mock thought, swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock absentmindedly, “Then tell me I’m pretty.” 

“F-fuck, you’re pretty, you’re so fucking pretty, Mc.” 

“Yeah?”

“Yes!” The noble groans, “Especially when you’re looking at me.” He doesn’t even care about his pride on the line here as long as he keeps your—

“Attention, hm? That’s what gets you going, is my attention? Why didn’t you just say so, silly demon.” You wrap your lips around him, taking his cock all the way down so casually he almost thinks he’s dreaming.

“S-shit! Oh, fuck, f-fuck!” Mephisto feels you laugh freely, sending his back arching at the vibrations. He knows his cheeks are ablaze, embarrassingly so, but- “P-please, please don’t stop!” 

Laughing again, you come off his cock with a pop, using your hand instead so you could coo at him, “Look at you, Mephisto. Whining, begging, and trembling because of me.” 

He tries to shake his head to deny it, but it only adds to his thrashing as he feels himself getting closer and closer to that delicious edge. 

“I think…” You dig your tongue harshly into his slit, making him cry out so loud it bounces off the walls, “I think you’re the whore.” 

At that, Mephisto just falls apart in your hands, toes curling in his shoes while his body shakes so much he’s almost afraid he’s gonna fall off the chair he’s on. 

It’s a gorgeous sight. Purple hair all mussed up, cheeks a pretty dark pink, eyes half lidded, and tongue lolling out just the slightest amount. His chest, framed by the wrinkled uniform, is streaked with white, as are his blazer and pants. It’s such a sight that you can’t help but…

The sound of a shutter going off brings Mephisto back to reality, weakly opening his eyes to see what the noise was. What should be a cold wash of dread is instead a shock of heat forming in the pit of his stomach as he watches you hold up his camera. 

You take your time connecting said camera up with your D.D.D, successfully transferring the picture over. It’s only when you place the electronics down does he finally speak. 

“So what? You gonna leak that to everyone now that you’ve done your part at humiliating me?” Although he can’t help but find the predicament he’s landed himself in very hot, he still has a sliver of nervousness in his tone. 

“Course not.” Walking back over to him, you lick some of the cum off his chest, “Looking like this? You’re all mine.” You savor the taste a bit more theatrically than you should, but the whimper that escapes Mephisto is all too worth it. 

“M-Mc—“ he’s cut off by your lips crashing onto his and he doesn’t waste a single second in kissing you back, bullying his tongue into your mouth impatiently. 

You moan at him in return, tangling your tongue with his before you pull back, a little breathless from the encounter, “Pretty, pretty, Mephistopheles…” Capturing him in another kiss, you make sure this one is slow and sensual to keep his attention on you.

It works. He doesn’t even realize you’ve undone your spell or that you’ve begun untying his restraints. All he’s focused on is your taste mixed with the faintness of his own and the warmth of your breath when you break away for a quick moment, just to come right back. It was intoxicating and he loved it. Craved it. 

Pulling away one last time, you gaze at him thoughtfully, “I wonder if your mark is as pretty as you…maybe you’ll let me find out someday, hm?” And then you’re grabbing your phone, waving at him, and exiting the room, taking a piece of his pride with you. 

But Mephisto doesn’t mind, not really. Even when he scrambles around to clean himself off and make himself presentable again to go meet up with his prince because he’ll sear his pact into you, no matter who says otherwise. You asked for it and he’s ever so glad to deliver. 

[rosehiroto]

Hello everyone! Today I'm here to invite you to my discord server!

It is a multi fandom server, for writers readers, artists, gamers and people who just want to chill and hang out with friends!

Where you can get to know me, my unfinished fanfics and random stuff that I don't post online!

And if you do decide to join I hope you enjoy you're time there!

[misc-obeyme]

ive got ideas for kinktober prompts for you! i was thinking of aphrodisiacs for solomon, you know cause hes a master of potions and making strange concoctions and weird magic ingredients, he could make a super strong aphrodisiac for him and reader (either accidentally or on purpose your choice!) so like maybe multiple orgasms too? and if you already have a prompt for solomon i was also thinking about mirror sex with asmo! cause he would love watching himself in the mirror and hes totally getting off on reader watching them both too!

Hi there, anon!

Okay so I didn't have another request for Asmo, so I did do mirror sex for him! And for Solomon, we have the aphrodisiacs. I decided to go with it happening accidentally because I think that's really funny. This one got away from me a little so it's kinda long, but hopefully it turned out okay!

To the other anon who sent in a request for Solomon - don't worry, I'm doing yours, too. :)

Thank you for submitting a prompt!

KINKTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Solomon

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: aphrodisiacs, penetration (reader receiving), multiple orgasms, a lil bit of fingering (reader receiving)

You walked into Cocytus Hall, ready to be done for the day. You put away your things and took off your shoes. Then you went to the kitchen, anticipating that you would need to kick Solomon out of it so you could make dinner. To your surprise, the kitchen was empty. You checked a few other locations before finally going to see if Solomon was in his room.

You knocked on the door. "Solomon?"

There was a loud crash on the other side.

"Solomon! Are you okay?" You tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Was it locked?

"I'm fine, MC." Solomon's voice came from directly behind the door. His tone was as light as it usually was, but you could hear something beneath it that you couldn't pinpoint.

"I heard a crash," you said.

"Ahaha," Solomon's laugh sounded just a little strained. "I knocked something over, that's all!"

"Solomon," you said. "Are you… leaning on the door so I can't get in?"

Silence.

"Solomon?"

You heard a resigned sigh. The door creaked as he shifted against it. "You got me. I don't want you to see me like this."

"Like what?" you asked, a note of alarm in your voice that you couldn't quite suppress.

"It's okay, I'm not hurt or anything," Solomon said. "It's just that I… well, I don't think I could control myself if I saw you right now."

You frowned. "Solomon," you said, danger in your voice now. "Tell me what's going on. Right now."

The door shuddered. There was a brief silence and then…

"I was working on a potion, but I misread some of the ingredients. I tested it myself before I realized. Due to the mistake I made, it's become a powerful aphrodisiac."

He gave you this explanation in a rush, nearly stumbling over his words.

You took in this information for a moment, realizing what he was telling you. "I see," you said. "And now you don't want me to come in because you won't be able to keep your hands to yourself."

All you heard in response was a low groan.

You laughed.

"It isn't funny," came the protest from behind the door.

You put your hand on the knob. "Let me in, Solomon."

"MC, I don't think-"

"Now, please."

There was another pause. And then the door creaked as he moved himself off of it. You tried the knob again and this time the door opened.

Solomon's room was dark, only a single low lamp on in the corner, casting most of the area in shadow. You saw the table he used for making potions with ingredients splayed out across it and a half empty bottle of some bright blue potion that glowed faintly.

You stepped inside and closed the door behind you.

The moment you did this, you found your back pressed against the door you had just entered through. One of Solomon's hands was already on your waist, the other on the door beside your head. His body was pressed close, heat rolling off of it, his lips brushing lightly against your cheek.

"I'm sorry," he said lowly in your ear. "I-I can't…"

You were able to just barely see his expression in the dim light. His eyes were closed, his face strained, as though he was fighting every impulse that was rushing through his veins. As though he was afraid of what might happen.

You sighed and shook your head. You put your hands on his cheeks. "It's okay," you said softly. "You don't need to hold back. I'm here because I want to help you."

Solomon opened his eyes and the surprise in them caused your heart to squeeze. "But MC-"

You put your fingertips on his lips. "Do you really think I can't handle you like this? Did it really not occur to you that I would find this whole situation sexy as hell?"

Solomon sucked in a breath. "MC…"

"In fact," you said, ducking beneath his arm and moving around him to the table. You picked up the half full bottle.

"MC, no-" Solomon said. He reached out a hand to stop you, but it was too late.

You downed the rest of the contents in one long gulp.

It was fast acting. Your body began to tingle almost immediately, your heart beat descending to pound between your legs. You stumbled a little, catching yourself on the table behind you as you moaned.

Solomon was at your side in an instant. "I told you, it's powerful," he said.

You leaned into him, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him closer to you. You needed to feel him, to press his body against yours. You gasped a little when you felt his erection against you.

You grasped at his clothes, pulling at the fancy fabric of his sorcerer's cloak. Your head was spinning, a reaction to the potion making you so needy so fast.

Solomon caught your wrists, which surprised you. You looked at him and saw concern in his eyes.

You smiled at him. "Don't look like that," you said. "I told you, it's okay. I want you to give in to it. I trust you."

It seemed you had said the magic words because Solomon's expression shifted from concern to desire. He pulled you into himself and kissed you, biting down on your lower lip, entwining his tongue with yours. The heat that rose between you was undeniable and you went back to tugging off his cloak.

In a whirlwind of passion and movement, the rest of his clothes and all of yours ended up on the floor. His lips were sucking on the hollow at the base of your throat, his fingers already inside you as he pushed you back onto his bed.

You grasped at his arms, feeling a heat from his skin that was more intense than you expected. You were sure that your body was hotter than usual, too. It was clearly a result of the potion, but you didn't care about that. You couldn't focus your thoughts on anything other than Solomon's lips on your throat and his fingers in your hole.

"Ah, Solomon," you gasped out, your hands twisting in his hair.

Solomon looked up at you and the way his eyes shone with lust made you shiver. "MC," he said, voice soft and lips swollen. "Please… I need you…"

The way his face flushed when he said this made you put your hands on his cheeks, just to feel them. Then you pulled him up so you could kiss him. His fingers slid out of you and you could feel his erection pressed against your stomach.

"Don't hold back, Sol," you said, letting your fingers run down his face, across his neck, around his shoulders and back.

Solomon made a strangled noise before pressing his face into your chest for a moment. Then he repositioned himself and sank his cock into you.

You arched your back, letting your fingernails dig into his skin.

Solomon seemed to lose any and all hesitancy he once had. You were more than prepared for the fast, hard pace he set, gasping and moaning and telling him to go harder, to go faster, that you needed him so badly - the aphrodisiac was making you crazy, causing every nerve in your body to tingle, every touch, every sensation more intense.

You cried out Solomon's name as you came, but he kept going, seemingly lost in you. It was only moments before you came again and then once again as the pleasure continued to shoot through your limbs. You were on fire, the sweet heaviness of multiple orgasms causing your muscles to tighten and your own liquids to drip down your legs. They were soon mingled with Solomon's as he came inside you, gasping.

"Ah, MC," he said, kissing across your chest.

The two of you caught your breath, limbs still entangled. It was only a few moments of rest before you felt something stirring inside you.

You stared at Solomon with wide eyes. "Are you…?"

Solomon blushed. "It might be some time before the potion wears off."

You smiled. "That's fine. I didn't have any other plans tonight, anyway."

As Solomon said, it was a long time before either of you felt satisfied. When you woke up the next morning in Solomon's arms, you smiled sleepily at all the marks left on his skin from your nails, lips, and teeth. You found yourself hoping he had kept track of the ingredients that created that potion because you wouldn't mind doing this again.

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Kinktober Day 17

Rough Sex - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥NSFW 🔞 MDNI

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Ominis had many things to do in a day to maintain the Gaunt manor he’d inherited last year. Right now he was running a hand through his unusually ungelled hair, hunched over a schedule for his servants when his wife quietly entered his study. “Darling? A moment of your time?”

He huffed, dropping into his seat angrily. He shoved the schedule sheet away from him and lifted his darkened blue eyes to her. “I don’t have a moment of time to spare. Make it quick, my beautiful wife.”

No matter the circumstances he always made time for her, cherished her and doted on her. Even in his worst of moods he made sure she felt loved.

She nodded and stepped in front of him, sliding herself on the large oak desk in front of him. Her silk nightgown hardly hid her heated skin, but he didn’t yet know that. “I miss you…”

She reached down and gathered his hands in hers, pulling him closer to the desk, letting his hand rest against the hem of her nightgown that rested against her thighs.

His hands squeezed her flesh roughly, lithe fingers pulling up the flimsy fabric as he suddenly stood up and pushed her back to lay over the stacks of paperwork on his desk. “Fuck, you’re beautiful. Even if you did come here with the intention of distracting me.”

She whimpered when his hand came up and palmed at her breast through the thin material, the other hand sliding the nightgown off of her shoulder and exposing her other breast, quickly taking it into his mouth.

She moaned when he rolled his wet muscle over her nipple earnestly. The hand on her breast skated down her side and stopped to slide the hem of her nightgown up and over her hips. “Feet up on the edge of the desk darling, I want your legs spread open wide since you decided to come in here and solicit me for your pleasure. You’ll act like an obedient slut.”

She did as he said, pulling her legs up and placing her feet on the edge of the desk, spreading her legs wide open for him.

He wasted no time dipping his head between her legs. With no hesitation he spread her lips, tongue flattening to glide up the entire length of her slit and over her nub. Two fingers slid into her sex, his tongue stopping at the tip of her sex, rolling lazy circles around her swollen clit.

She arched her back off the desk, hand placed firmly at her sides. She knew the consequences, if she threaded her fingers in his hair he would make her go back up to bed, not allowed to touch herself for the night. And if she broke the rules he would forbid her pleasure, so much so that he would cast a chastity spell on her as punishment for a week.

Though it was punishment they both enjoyed the experience of listening to her whimpering beside him in the nights when he’d pleasure himself in front of her while she was locked in this spell.

She gasped, hips anchored to the desk as she arched her back into the sinful pleasure his mouth provided.

Just as she’d been about to release, he pulled back, wiping the back of his hand against his mouth. “Since you offered yourself up like this I suppose I should take advantage, hm?”

She whimpered weakly, her sex clamping around nothing as he stood up, pulling himself from his trousers, lining up with her sex.

He placed her legs up, calves resting on his shoulders as she slid into her slick cunt. He groaned at the feeling of her tight walls around him. “Fucking divine. Like a hot, needy little furnace made just for me.”

He wasted no time thrusting into her accepting body. He wasn’t gentle, taking his pleasure and casting hers to the side which only made her wetter.

He was fast and rough, grunting with exertion as he fucked her so hard she began the slide back on the desk, her skin burning from the friction against the polished wood.

She gripped the edge to keep herself in place as he drilled into her ruthlessly. Uncontrollably loud sounds erupted from her lips as he used her tight heat.

Her pussy rippled as she approached her edge. He reached up, one hand around her throat and growled. “If you cum without permission, it’s going to be a long fucking night for you.”

She held back tears from the burning sensation in her core. His hand lifting and brutally slapping down against her clit about three times in rapid succession. “That’s a good girl, control yourself and you get rewarded like such a good slut. Turn around on the desk, give me that pretty mouth.”

She did exactly that, eyes watching eagerly as he stroked himself with her slickness while she rotated on the desk. Once she settled with her neck over the edge of the desk she nodded. “O-okay.”

He came forward, pressing himself into her awaiting mouth and groaning as he slid into her right throat.

She controlled her breathing, a well practiced task, so he could fuck her throat at this angle. He gripped her breasts, slapping one harshly when she swallowed around his length greedily.

He groaned as she swallowed with practiced precision around him. Soon he was pulling her off the desk to bend over the front of it. He palmed the globes of her ass eagerly. “Alright darling. You have from now until I fill your little pussy to cum as much as you can. Better take all you can get because I have no more time for any more distractions tonight.”

He gripped her hips tightly, fucking her so harshly the room filled with slaps. She knew her hip bones would bruise from how hard they banged against the wood of the desk but she knew it was well worth it for the pleasure she received.

It wasn’t long before she was falling over her edge, his brutal thrusts landing perfectly against her sweet spot. He spanked her ass hard enough to make it sting and leave a handprint which had her falling over the edge again with a shout.

He couldn’t take it, she felt too good cuming around him. He followed her over the edge as she whimpered with over sensitivity, nails clawing at the desk beneath her.

After pulling out of her, he kept her bent over it, shoving every last drop of his release back inside of her with lithe fingers. She felt boneless, sliding her nightgown into place before hobbling her way up the stairs with a blissed out smile and an ache between her thighs she had been yearning for.

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