#first time writing spicy content please be nice

[doki-doki-imagines]

hiii, could you please do mk1 earthrealmers reaction to them trying to put music during spicy time but their s/o keeps getting distracted the whole time by singing/dancing along to every song that they choose, i just thought it could be a funny situation 😅😅

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Johnny Cage: -He prepared a romantic night to the best of his capabilities. Red petals on your bed, dim candlelights to illuminate the room, and a soft and sexy song playing in the background. -But something went wrong when all of sudden, between groans and heavy breaths "Poker face" started to play. -It doesn't stop Johnny from kissing down your neck, lips never leaving your skin. Your head isn't on the same wavelength tho. -You start to hum the song, but Johnny notices just when his lips caress your chest, feeling the vibrations underneath. -"Are you…singing along?" "Maybe? C'mon Johnny, it's impossible not to!" -He smiles, the kind that reaches his eyes and shakes his head before pulling you into his covered lap. Deft fingers working to free himself. -"Are you still in?" "Mh? Yes." You nod, your soft hands on his cheeks. "Perfect sweetheart. Keep singing to your heart's content, let's see how long it will take me to make you reach the highest notes."

Kenshi Takahashi:

-It was your idea to put music on, to try something new.

-Soon you forget about it, Kenshi reducing you to a puddle under his expert hands.

-You are so out of your mind that you don’t notice the songs going from slow and sexy to rhythmic and perfect for dancing.

-But then you notice something is off. His fingers, now in you move…strangely? Kenshi has always been a tease, but trying to avoid your sweet spot for so long it’s becoming tears-inducing, and not the pleasure kind.

-So you start to focus your attention on the movements of his fingers when finally realization hits you.

”Are you trying to keep the rhythm of the song, Kenshi?”

He looks at you, black eyes now full of shame, lips sucked in before nodding.

-He stops moving and a chuckle leaves your lips. You take the back of his head to bring him closer and kiss him.

“Nice sense of the rhythm. Next time I’ll make sure to choose the right songs.”

“I’ll help you with that.”

Kung Lao:

-It’s not the first time you put music on; the walls of his house are pretty thin.

-But usually, you use Lao’s playlist since he can be pretty picky with music.

-But this time he asked to listen to one of yours, curious to discover new songs.

-It’s all going like usual, ‘till you hear Lao humming. Your favorite song is also playing.

“So…you like this song too?”

“Damn, it’s so catchy!”

-You end up karaoke just in your undergarments with Lao.

-Don’t worry, you’ll get back to lovemaking later. After all, everything is more enjoyable if done with a smile.

Raiden:

-You were the one that asked him if you could try to listen to music while doing “it” and Raiden accepted with no problem.

-You made a new playlist trying to add songs Raiden could enjoy.

-Everything goes smoothly, you sit on his lap your tongue dancing with his, while Raiden’s hands travel down your body, caressing and groping.

-Until a song starts, and his movements stop. He is still kissing you, so you don’t notice something is wrong.

-“I’m sorry, I can’t do this.” Raiden pulls you off, annoyance dripping from his face.

“Mh? What is wrong, Rai?”

-“The song that is playing now…we used to sing it with Lao and Fujin when we were kids. It really broke my mood remembering their faces.” He groans out. The face of his best friend the last thing he'd like to remember in these kind of moments.

“You sang such a sexual song when you were kids?”

“You also sang sexual stuff without knowing the real meaning behind the words, right?”

You tilt your head before answering “Well, you have a point.”

-You don’t do any stuff that day, but you decided that it will be Raiden to make the playlist next time.

Liu Kang:

-You know he likes listening to music in his free time, so you think he may enjoy your proposal.

-And he does! Nodding at you with a big smile, a joy that reaches his eyes.

-Mostly because he thinks too that it could be really hot.

-Everything is going as planned, his hot mouth biting your throat while his hands travel from your hips to your back. Until a song starts to play and a sigh, not one born from pleasure, leaves his lips.

-Liu Kang has to sit on the bed. Now sobbing uncontrollably. That song is the one he used to sing with his Kung Lao when they were just kids. When Lao and Raiden became his family.

-You have never seen Liu crying so you worry immediately, asking him what happened, your soft arms hugging his back, trying to calm him down.

-There will be a lot to unpack…

Geras:

-He doesn’t know mortal traditions so he doesn’t mind if you put music.

-And he also doesn’t mind when you start to sing and dance around! But you’ll have to explain to him it’s not some kind of dance to attract the potential partner.

-“Unless…”

“What?”

“Do you find me hot while dancing? Even when I sing so terribly?” You whisper out, your arms around his neck, heads a few inches apart.

“I always find you hot.”

-There is a moment of silence where you’ll look straight into his eyes.

“Come here.”

-Music is soon forgotten in the background.

Bi-Han:

-He is playing his transverse flute when you approach him.

-You reached the level of comfort where Bi-Han feels at ease playing in front of you, and you love it; he really has talent.

-But you decide to spice things up this time.

-You approach him, sliding kisses down his neck while he is still playing the flute, deft fingers opening his uniform, now dropping to the ground.

-“What do you think you’re doing?” He stops, voice rough, but with no bite.

“Just having fun. Keep playing, Grandmaster.” You wink at him, not moving until he starts playing the instrument again.

-And he does, never missing a note even with your warm mouth reaching more arousing parts of his physique. It’s when you drop to your knees that he stops again, his hand now in your hair, pushing you away from his crotch.

-“Now listen to me-“

You tsk, brushing his hand away, confidence dripping from your eyes.

“A snake obeys his charmer only when he plays his flute. Keep doing that Bi-Han.”

-He gulps down loudly. You know that a harsh comeback just died in his throat. He nods at you, his lips back on the instrument.

-Maybe you were the real charmer this time.

Kuai Liang:

-He has to admit that he gets annoyed by your change of mood.

-Liang loves to hear your sounds, so putting music in the background isn’t really his thing but he also thought “Why not try?” It’s not like it was a big no-no for him.

-But now it is. For Liang intimacy is a serious moment and even if he may sneak some jokes once in a while he prefers to keep a more serious atmosphere.

-He gets grumpy so it will take a lot of effort to put a smile on his face. For sure lovemaking is delayed.

-With enough convincing Liang may dance along with you, but don’t force him to sing or he will go back to grumpy.

Tomas Vrbada:

-He smiles when he notices you humming the song, but soon follows you.

-Tomas won’t dance with you, preferring to look at you from his comfortable position on the bed.

-But he will sing! His singing voice is terrible but it’s the feeling that matters.

-At some point, Tomas will get closer to sneak kisses here and there.

-After all, you are dancing just in undergarments; it’s a wonderful sight that makes his blood run awfully quick away from his brain.

-Lovemaking is not delayed, he will pull you toward the bed with him. Just the mood changed, a lot of smiles and playful kisses shared.

[taifenggg]

hii I'm not exactly sure if your request is open, but nonetheless, I'm just going to drop it here. feel free to do or ignore it.

requesting for solomon, simeon, and satan hcs : they're currently out going to a bookstore with their s/o. y/n is a huge fan of reading and loves to take their time reading the contents of a book before buying. so imagine at that time, the guy spots them being lost in deep of reading, and he decided to sneak up behind them, only to discover their s/o is currently reading a steamy part of the book while smiling and blushing. make it NSFW or not is up to you. thank you and have a nice day! :)

Content Warning(s): NSFW duh, semi-public sex, mentions of exhibitionism but you don't actually do anything(Satan), spanking(Satan), probably ooc Simeon? idk

Character(s): GN!Reader, Solomon, Satan, Simeon

Authors Note(s): hehe hawhaw horny, anyways my first nsfw request! tysm for reading my guidelines <3.

MINORS DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YO ASSES IM BEING FR, interact with my sfw stuff instead <33

Please keep in mind I'm still learning how to write smut so please bear with me LMAO

nsfw under the cut!

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Solomon [🪄🤍]

Solomon adores your adorable reactions whenever he sees you reading a book that you're invested in. You're his adorable apprentice and lover after all! He finds many things to appreciate about you. From the way you squeal with excitement after getting to the part where the main character finally kisses their love interest after what feels like forever, or your little gasps as your eyes race across the page taking in an exciting battle scene, he loves it all.

Solomon could just spend all day watching you react over your favorite books and it strangely gives him a sense of satisfaction as he watches you gush over your favorite books to him.

Solomon isn't that surprised when he sees that you've reached the spicy part of the book you were reading, your reaction gives it all away. The two of you had decided to take an impromptu date to one of the newly opened bookstores by Ristorante Six. You had split from Solomon for a bit, opting to look over the numerous books they had in stock. One moment you were there and in the next, Solomon turned around, noticing that you had disappeared from his side. When he did find you, he discovered you sitting in a secluded corner, your eyes wide as you read the contents of a book. You didn't notice him as he walked up to you and leaned in close, a knowing smile on his face.

"Wow, you look awfully familiar, although it isn't like me to not recognize someone as good-looking as you," Solomon laughs softly, teasing you as he takes a seat next to you, draping an arm around your shoulder. Your face grows flushed as you angle your book away from him. "Hi handsome," you laugh softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek, feeling your face grow warm as you try to discreetly set the book to the side but you wince as you accidentally let go of it too early and it clatters against the floor.

Solomon stares at you a slight smile on his face before reaching over and picking up the book, faster than you can stop him. "Solomon give it back!" You reach over and grab his arm, but he opens it, his smile splitting wider on his face as he holds it above you preventing you from taking it away from him. "No, I don't think I will," he laughs more continuing to read the contents relishing in the way your face flushed even more.

"So..." he leans over you, a playful smile on his face as his hand starts trailing down to your waist where he squeezes it gently. "What should I do with you hm? Would you like me to reenact the very scene you were reading, my dear apprentice~?" His nose brushes against yours and you shrink back, your breath hitching in your throat as he cages you in against the chair. Your mouth feels dry and you clear your throat to speak up, "Don't-" You press a hand to his chest, halting his movements. You feel your face grow warm as you turn to the side, "We'll get caught."

Solomon stares down at you, laughing softly as he ruffles your hair. You pout at his actions, moving to grab his hand, but instead, Solomon interlaces his fingers with yours. "We'll only get caught if we make noise." His free hand moves upwards from your side, his fingers brushing against your collarbone and you squirm, your legs shaking slightly, from the anticipation of getting down and dirty or the thought of getting caught by some bystander passing by, you didn't know. You could feel a warmth pooling in your nether regions, and against your better judgment, you pulled him closer.

"Dammit...but you better make this up to me later for making me lose my page," you scowled. Solomon chuckles softly his bangs hanging over his eyes, "Oh trust me, I always keep up my end of a deal."

Satan [😾💚]

He enjoys his outings with you, especially when the two of you visit his favorite bookstore in the Devildom. There are vintage and rare tomes that you're unable to find anywhere else. They also host a variety of different books.

Satan himself fancies romance novels. He likes to envision himself and you as the main protagonists in each. Of course, he also indulges in the more risqué novels, and his face flushes at the thought of committing such acts with you.

So imagine his surprise when he finds you reading that type of novel. A grin splits open on his face and soon he finds himself pressing himself on you against the bookshelf. It wobbles and the numerous books threaten to cascade over the side onto the two of you. Satan doesn't miss the small gasp of surprise you make as you feel his body rocking against yours. His breath ghosts over the shell of your ear causing you to shudder underneath him and you feel your legs grow weak as he continues rutting against you.

"You feel so good~" Satan smirks as he rubs his hand along your ass before smacking it lightly causing you to jolt up, "Already so wet for me, are you so eager for this? Or perhaps you're enjoying the thrill of potentially being caught hm? Or would you rather like it if I took you against the window where everyone walking past can see you drooling from how good I'm going to make you feel?" You can't even utter a word, focused on the feeling of his fingers prodding at your hole.

"Satan please-" you whine softly, trying to keep your noise level down so you don't get caught by the other customers within the bookstore. Your grip on the bookshelf tightens as you try to keep your balance, some of the books have already fallen out and are strewn haphazardly over the floor. Normally, Satan would have let out a scandalized gasp and would have picked up every single one but in the situation the two of you were in at the moment, it seemed he couldn't bring himself to care. You bite your lip as you feel his erection rub up against your ass, trying to keep your moans under control.

"Do you feel that? That's what you do to me," he laughs softly, pressing his face into your neck, nipping lightly. This causes you to squirm more, inadvertently rubbing against him more, eliciting some breathy groans from Satan's end.

You can hear him muttering to himself and the sound of him fumbling with his belt as he flips you around so that you're face to face. "Why don't you take some responsibility and...help me out? Does that sound good to you?"

Simeon [🥞🩵]

Simeon loves his outings with you, especially when your dates with him are unhindered by the presence of the brothers who constantly crave and demand your attention. Simeon knows that you're immensely popular in the Devildom, not that he minds. But there are times when he prefers silence and just enjoying his time with you.

Simeon is not naive by any means. He's more than aware of the types of books that you read and look for whenever the two of you visit your favorite bookstore, not that he minds. After all, who is he to tell you what you can and can't read.

Today's date isn't any much different than what the two of you usually do when you plan a bookstore date. Have a nice dinner at Ristorante Six, walk around for a bit, then end the date by spending some time reading at your favorite bookstore. Seems nice right? Thankfully it doesn't seem too busy.

"Simeon-" you gasp out, fingers digging into his shoulders. "How naughty, reading this where anyone could just walk up behind you." Simeon teasingly scolds you. You bite your lip, averting your gaze from his. Simeon laughs, pressing his hand against your cheek, "You're adorable, do you know that?" You huff, feeling your face grow warm. "Well you can't blame me for being interested in reading that sort of thing, especially when my boyfriend is so hot. It's not that hard to envision it's us doing what the characters are doing.." you mumble, feeling your face grow warmer from embarrassment.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Simeon smiles softly, tilting your face so that you're looking at him, "These urges are completely normal, though I do wish you had told me sooner so I could have done this." You stare at him in confusion, until you watch him lean in more, the feeling of his lips pressing against yours. You groan softly in the kiss, arms pulling him in closer as you deepen it. Your tongue brushes against his bottom lip and you feel Simeon shiver against you. His hands rest against your hip occasionally dipping underneath the hem of your shirt but never further. When the two of you break off the kiss, you're both gasping for air and there's a thin string of saliva connecting the two of you.

You cling to him, pressing your cheek against the crook of his neck. You lean up, lips brushing his ear, your tempted to bite his earlobe bjt you hold off...for now. "Fuck...I need you so badly," you whine softly into his ear, feeling his figure stiffen against you. "Can't you feel how much I need you?" you smirk, taking one of his hands and pressing it down there. You bite back a moan, watching for his reaction. Simeon's eyes are closed, but you could sense his resolve wavering.

"Please~"

And that's all it takes for Simeon's last semblance of control to snap. He's tugging you out the door and back towards Purgatory Hall, his footsteps hurried.

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Their Reactions To You Reading A Spicy Book

Synopsis - The boys reactions to you reading a spicy book.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - Characters aged 18+!

Word Count - 1.6k.

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SEBASTIAN SALLOW walks in on you reading a spicy book in the Undercroft. At first, he’s completely unaware of the contents of the book, that is, until he takes it off you and begins to read the lewd words aloud. Your face heats up as he reads, his eyes wandering to your form every now and then. He stops mid sentence and stares at you, “you’re seriously reading this when I’m right here?” He asks, folding his arms. 

“I thought you were busy!” You exclaim, throwing your arms up into the air. “Besides, it’s just a book.” 

“An extremely raunchy book by the sounds of it,” Sebastian grins, throwing the book onto the conjured sofa you were sitting on. He practically launches himself onto you, kissing you as if his life depended on it. 

When he pulls away from you, Sebastian is grinning like a mad man. “What?” You ask softly, almost breathless from his kiss. 

“Why don’t we enact some of that book out, hm?” He asks with a hum, fingers trailing down to buttons of your blouse. 

“Sebastian!” You gasp, face blushing red. 

“What? Don’t tell me you’re going shy now,” he grinned. “I liked the part where he spat in her mouth. Are you going to let me spit in your mouth, pretty thing?” With wide eyes you find yourself nodding slowly, watching as Sebastian’s eyes lit up. “Then let’s not waste another moment.” 

Let’s just say, after the intense sex that has Sebastian cumming multiple times, he is more intrigued by the books you read.

OMINIS GAUNT is blind, so obviously he can’t see what it is that you’re reading. Sure, he’s enquired about what you read before but you’ve always said they were cheesy romance novels, something you didn’t think he’d be interested in. It’s when you’re reading one evening, next to him in bed, that you feel it’s probably appropriate to tell him what kind of books you’re actually reading. “Ominis, are you awake?” You asked, gently shaking his shoulder to gain his attention. 

He stirs for a moment before sitting up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and facing his head towards your general direction. “What is it sweetheart?” He asks softly. 

“Wanted to tell you about this book I’m reading,” you say shyly, closing the book and placing it on your lap. Ominis nodded as you began explaining the plot to the book: a woman escapes death and is being stalked by a ‘faceless man’ both in her waking and sleeping life. “And then they have rough sex in the shower.”

Ominis’s eyes widen as the words leave your lips, completely not expecting them to fall so effortlessly. He almost choked on his saliva. He was that surprised. “I’m sorry, what?” He asks, wanting to make sure he had heard you properly. 

“They have sex in the shower,” you repeat, an awkward smile on your face. 

“You read smut?” He asks, eyes still wide as his head continues to look in your general direction. You hum at him in response and watch as his face contorts into a sly smile. “So you don’t read cheesy romance novels?”

“Sometimes!” You defend quickly. “But most of the time, it’s smutty goodness.” 

Ominis’s hand finds yours on your lap and he brings it up to his lips, pressing soft kisses to the back of your hand. “Well, do you want to go and have some shower sex?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. You pinched your legs together, desperate for some sort of friction between your pulsating cunt. “Use your words baby.”

“Yes please baby,” you whisper back almost breathlessly. 

“Come on then,” he smirked, removing his lips from the back of your hand. “And I promise, you won’t ever be able to read that scene again without thinking of me when we’re finished.”

GARRETH WEASLEY likes to read with you. Finds it’s a nice bonding experience for the two of you, but there is something about the most recent book you had picked up that felt different to him. Yes, the author was different, the writing style was different, but there wasn’t really a plot to it… it was just, porn. You couldn’t help but squeeze your legs together as you got up to a particularly raunchy part of the book, all of which didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend. He raises an eyebrow and looks away from the sensual book scene to focus on your face, your own eyebrows knitted together as you squirmed uncomfortably. “Are you okay, pet?” Garreth asks you with a sly grin on his lips. 

“Mhm,” you respond, your hum a slightly higher pitch indicating that you were, in fact, lying to him. 

Removing his arm from around your shoulders, Garreth places a hand on your thigh and squeezes slightly. “Getting a little bit worked up there, sweetheart?” He leans in against your ear, whispering seductively. You can’t help but bite your bottom lip, trying to stop a low groan from emitting from your throat. You place the bookmark into the book and close it, turning to Garreth with a look of desperation on your face. “Do you need some help, bunny?” You nod at him and almost immediately, his fingers hook up your skirt and play with the fabric of your underwear. “You’re so wet darling, maybe we should read spicy books together more often if this is where it’ll lead.” 

Garreth climbed on top of you, pressing his lips to your neck and sucking at your flesh. “Don’t tease me,” you whimper softly, arching your back as Garreth’s fingers prod at your entrance. 

“As you wish, pet,” he growled. Let’s just say, if he was going to fuck you that way everytime, you’d ready smutty books together more often.

LEANDER PREWETT isn’t one for reading, so when you read he usually leaves you to your own devices but today was different. You were sitting in the Room Of Requirement with Leander by your side when a soft noise escapes your lips. Your eyes widen and dart towards your boyfriend who is just as surprised as you are at the noise that slipped past your lips. “What was that?” He asks, obviously teasing you. 

“Don’t know,” came your response as you casted your eyes back down to the pages of your book. 

Leander watches as you turn your attention back to the book in your hand, admiring the way your face scrunches up as you mime the words. Leander was interested now. “Whatcha reading?” He asks after a few seconds of watching you. 

“Nothing!” You exclaim, closing the book shut with a slam and turning your attention to your boyfriend. 

Leander smirked at you, “hiding something, are we?” 

“N-No,” you stuttered. 

“Let me just…” Leander yanked the book out of your hand, opening it to the page you were on before scanning the words. His eyes widened at the crude words in front of him. “You’re reading this filth?”

“It’s interesting,” you mumble, trying to reach out to take back the book. 

“Interesting? What’s interesting is that you’re getting horny over words on a page,” Leander snorts.

“I didn’t say I was horny!” 

“Oh sweetie, it’s obvious,” Leander grins down at you, throwing the book across the room and allowing it to land on the floor with a slight thud. “Need some help baby girl?” You bite down on your bottom lip and nod slightly, embarrassed by the whole ordeal. “You just sit back and let me do what I need to do baby, I’ll take care of you better than a stupid book ever could.” 

A low moan leaves your throat as Leander forces your legs open, bunching your skirt up around your hips and tugging your underwear to the side. He made you cum twice on his tongue before he finally fucked you the way you needed it after reading that book.

AMIT THAKKAR is the one who introduced you to spicy books but he didn’t think they’d become a daily occurrence for you. Every book you read outside of classes had some level of smut in them. He even gave you recommendations when you first started reading them, handing you book after book and simply exclaiming, “you’ll love them.”  

Now you were sitting in the library reading a particularly hardcore smutty book that you had discovered on your own when Amit approached you. Peering over your shoulders, he briefly read the erotic scene before looking at you with wide eyes. “What?” You ask him, raising an eyebrow. 

“This is… different,” Amit said, motioning towards the book you were holding. 

“Different? How?” You ask, tilting your head to the side in slight confusion. 

“Knife play, gunplay, blood play,” Amit read aloud, “the list goes on…” 

“What’s wrong with that?” You asked, eyebrow raising as you closed the book slowly. 

“N-Nothing!” Amir stuttered, his face blushing bright red. “I just, I didn’t think you’d be into that.”

“I just love reading smut now, thanks to you,” you reminded him, placing the book on the table. 

“Well if you’re into that, there’s actually something I want to try,” Amit mumbled shyly under his breath. He whipped his wand out of his robes and began to trace your thigh with it, getting closer and closer to your sopping clothed cunt. Your eyes widened when you realised what he meant, a blush spreading across your own cheeks now. “If you’re up for it,” he whispered, kissing your cheek.

“Meet me in the astronomy tower, five minutes,” you giggled. Standing up you rushed to the astronomy tower where, true to his word, Amit met you. He might not have had a knife, or a gun to fulfil your seemingly dark desires, but he had a wand and boy, did you make a mess of it. 

[gyusimp]

hiii,

first of all I LOVE your work and your writing, it’s incredible how you capture your writing and I find your gyutaro fics to be very spicy yet creative.

I would love if you could make a college fic (or a high school fic, which ever one your comfortable with) where the reader is a shy, nerdy girl who has volunteered to work at the library during summer break at night time. As they’re working they bend over to fix the printer and get stuck or they ask gyutaro to hold some cords so they can reach into the printer to fix something inside the cabinet.

anyways use your imagination I know you wont let me down <3

°•Library nights with Gyutaro•° (Nsfw)

Thank you so much sweet little anon! I'm glad you like my horny nonsense lol. You said you liked spicy so I took the liberty of making your request NSFW since you didn't specify, but if you had something fluff and SFW in mind please don't hesitate to tell me and I'll rewrite a version for everyone, ok? 🍬

⚠️WARNINGS: NSFW content | Smut content | Kimetsu Gakuen AU but both are adults for some reason | MINORS DNI!

Art credits: @ bluethebone on IG

Summer vacation was just around the corner at Kimetsu Gakuen. Some teachers would take turns to rest and to work on planning their classes and some projects for when the students had returned, some students would even take turns to support the teachers in their tasks. It was a task that no one wanted to do, besides you, the only ones who accepted were a red-haired boy with flashy earrings, another with long black hair with mint eyes and a little black-haired girl with blue eyes and a soft voice. It wasn't because your greatest desire in life was to help the teachers, you found out that extra points would be given in some subjects and that would help you maintain a good average in your classes as you did until now, besides, your mother was all day at work just like your dad so being at home all day would be quite boring.

That led you to volunteer as an assistant at the school. Principal Amane introduced you to your classmates and assigned each of them a time and place where they would be collaborating. Tanjiro would help with some repairs inside the cafeteria, Muichiro would be in the playground and gym, Makomo would be in Kimetsu Elementary, and you would be in the library. The others seemed to be very nice and they were, they all ate together with you at lunch time and as the days went by you became very close, Tanjiro even brought you all some cookies from his family's bakery. Today you would be on the afternoon shift, after another boy named Murata joined the volunteering later, you would take turns with him to help in the library. The afternoon shift was very quiet, generally you only had to organize books in their areas, clean and keep everything in its place, you even took the liberty of listening to some music on your airphones and reading a book that was of interest to you .

Today you would continue reading that romantic novel you found yesterday but when you arrived your plans changed. You entered the library with your things, it was always empty but today you found someone inside, a student. And not just any student, it was Gyutaro Shabana.

The guy was known as a delinquent within the school, he always spent time in detention or causing problems for students and teachers, especially the art teacher. Despite that, you embarrassingly had to admit that you found him quite attractive despite his reputation and everyone else thinking otherwise so your heart skipped a beat when you found him here and saw how he examined you from head to toe with one look

"H-hello," You barely said, entering and walking towards your spot at the library reception.

The boy didn't respond, he simply continued doing his thing next to a pile of books and sheets on the table, biting a pencil between his crooked teeth. You couldn't stand it, being so close to Shabana made you nervous. You tried to do anything to keep yourself busy but at the same time admire him from a distance. His hunched posture working in the chair, his blue eyes looking down and his thin fingers writing notes in hasty and poorly legible handwriting. The guy had something that made him uniquely attractive, interesting, sexy in your opinion. Doubt gnawed at you to know what he was doing here on vacation, but it wasn't until the next day that you dared to ask him.

"Summer school and shit" he replied.

Gyutaro was very intelligent but very lazy at times so that led him to get unsatisfactory grades and having to attend remedial classes during the vacations. He thought the same thing happened to you but he didn't hesitate to shamelessly mock you when you told him that you helped the school of your own free will. According to him it was the most pathetic decision he had ever seen someone make in their life. His comments were cruel like a joke but you didn't dislike it at all, you usually joke in a similar way with your closest friends so the time you started spending with Gyutaro wasn't anything new or offensive. You spent this entire week talking to him, he told you that he preferred to go to school in the afternoon since in the morning he was in charge of spending time with his sister and preparing lunch for both of them, then his mother would come home after work and she would take care of Ume while he studied here. Well, in theory, Gyutaro ended up procrastinating most of the time in the library after his math classes with Mr. Shinazugawa, on more than one occasion you found him asleep on the table, playing something on his cell phone or worse, watching videos too spicy even if you were around; you had to call his attention after a woman's moan broke out in the middle of the silence of the library when he thought his airphones were connected to his cell phone.

It was Monday again but this week you wouldn't be seeing Gyutaro because Murata would cover the morning shift, your shift was from 7:00 am - 2:00 Gyutaro's classes started at 3:00 pm then one more hour in the library until he got tired and went home so you could only talk to him via text. Yes, you gave him your contact and he gave you his, which is very unusual for him unless he really likes someone but either way neither of you ended up writing anything to the other. Embarrassment consumed you when you opened his chat so you preferred to talk to him until next week in person. Next monday arrived and you were eager to see him, your heart was beating a mile an hour and as soon as you entered you took care of greeting him and sitting next to him at the usual table, that was the same until Wednesday. On Thursday you were planning to do the same but your plans were affected. Mr. Rengoku needed some printed handouts with readings, exercises and questions for his students in the summer school History class, the man arrived with a smile before going home that day and handed you a USB with the document to to print 20 brochures for tomorrow. Each brochure had approximately 12 pages so your entire afternoon had been taken up next to the printer thanks to the young blond man with the loud voice, you got to work so you wouldn't have to stay late.

From time to time Gyutaro would get up from his chair to hover near you and ask you what the hell you were doing, why you were surrounded by sheets, a whole valley of paper around you. You explained as you organized everything on the computer and programmed the 20 copies on the printer. The device was not very recent and you had to monitor each of the sheets that came out so that it worked correctly until the most feared thing happened. The paper jammed. You tried with your life to move and fix it but the damn thing just didn't obey your orders so you swallowed your shame and went to find Gyutaro to give you a hand.  Both of you examined the machine, checking inputs, cables and so on until it made a very strange robotic noise. 

"Some printers open from the back, have you checked there?" Gyutaro asked while checking some cables.

"You're right, not yet." Gyutaro moved the device to give you access to the back, you leaned over the wooden furniture and began to look for a door or removable piece to unclog the paper.

Gyutaro was trying to help you by checking cables and other things until he finally got grumpy and gave up before smashing the printer against the wall. He took a couple steps back and crossed his arms as he watched you, cursing on the other side. His eyes were on the printer but then they went to your hair, to your arms moving repetitively, to your legs and the pressure that your white stockings caused on your thigh fat and then to your skirt, your butt peeking out shamelessly from under it and it seemed like you didn't know it. The movements you made made Gyutaro's mind fly much further, Shabana is an undoubtedly perverted guy and that was not a secret to anyone. A pressure began to build under his pants, colliding with the beige fabric of his uniform, making him walk towards you and was about to grab your waist with both hands, but he was interrupted by your voice.

"I got it!" You said excitedly, after hearing the printer return to work.

You sorted the paper and made sure to count the pages to resume printing, you were about to return to your chair but Gyutaro cornered you against the desk with both arms next to your hips, it made you very nervous seeing him so close.

"Wow, you have very skillful hands..." he said, smiling at you with many hints.

You didn't know what to do, were you imagining everything? Your cheeks burned in a second and something inside you made you play along.

"I know, I know how to do some things."

Gyutaro smiled mischievously at you, looked at you from head to toe and dared to caress your leg, bringing one hand to your butt under your uniform skirt.

"Really? Why don't you show me instead of bragging, huh?" He said, lifting you onto the desk with both hands, positioning himself between your legs.

Something warmed inside you, the speed in your chest made you smile back at him and grab him by the back of his neck to kiss him on the lips as he approached you. Gyutaro kissed you with desperation and inexperience but that didn't mean it didn't feel fucking good, the blue-eyed boy licked every part of your mouth, kissed your neck and left wet, hungry marks on your collarbones while making you choke on moans when he rubbed his member in the middle of your thighs.

"G-Gyutaro...someone could come." You said, trying to push him away and make him see reason.

"Do you think anyone is still here?" He scoffed. "Don't be stupid, that's why teachers offer high scores if you come to volunteer, everyone is at home while the stupid students do the work they should." He huffed between kisses on your neck.

"B-but, what if a student comes?" Your voice sounded worried despite the desire in it.

"Then they will learn not to mess with my woman."

Hearing him say that turned you on so much, you didn't know if it was because Gyutaro was also aroused that he said that but without a doubt that he claimed you as his without giving a damn about the others turned you to a pulp in his arms. 

Gyutaro's hands went to your shirt to get rid of your green tie and open each of your buttons to leave more desperate, wet kisses on your breasts, leaving red marks on your soft skin and shiny trails of his hot saliva, you grabbed his shoulders and you unbuttoned his shirt too to see his torso. He looked like a very thin boy, actually, his waist was quite small but his chest and arms were very strong. You brought both hands to his chest and caressed him sensually, lightly running your nails over him and playing with his nipples while he devoured you with kisses and nibbled you, with his hands never leaving your butt under your skirt for a second, playing with the lace of your panties. You leaned a little to kiss his neck and trapezius, Gyutaro's collarbones were very pronounced and while you licked his skin in the middle of kisses, you moved your hands towards his back to grab his butt and try to put your hands under his pants but he quickly stopped you. He grabbed both your hands tightly and didn't allow you to move forward.

"I thought you wanted me to show you my skills," you told him, mockingly.

"I changed my mind. I'll show you, okay?" He spoke firmly and authoritatively, making your panties wet.

Gyutaro brushed the hair from your neck and kissed your shoulders roughly until he slowly pushed you to lie down on the desk, leaving your legs dangling. Your hands tangled in his greenish curls, you couldn't help but moan at every touch of his long fingers, he lifted your skirt up to the top of your thighs and began to unbutton his belt and pants until he left his naked member exposed. Looking down and noticing how big he was, the blue eyed boy spit into his palm and began pumping his cock so it dripped more between his fingers, eager to fill you completely. Seeing the "V" shaped lines on Gyutaro's abdomen just above his member made you shiver with pleasure, just below his navel you could see a small trail of black hair. You desperately hoped that Gyutaro would take off your panties or you would do it yourself but when you saw his hand reach towards your core and feel his fingers sliding down your slit it was a much bigger relief. Gyutaro was aware of the risk that someone could get in, so he decided to leave your panties in place and just move them to the side with his index finger, watching with desire how wet you were and how you filled his fingers with small, slippery transparent threads.

"I bet you're really tight." He told you, licking his fingers and pulling your panties aside again.

Gyutaro stimulated your hole with his fingers with a couple of movements but when he felt your soft walls taking him warmly, his ambition made him take his cock and insert it directly into you, making you moan loudly, arching your back, instinctively opening your legs wider to receive him. You could feel Gyutaro stretching you, your moans accompanied his gasps and the sound of the printer doing its job, your uniform was a complete hindrance to both of you until you changed positions and Gyutaro put you face down on the desk. He entered you again and gave you a couple of spanks making you gasp his name.

"I love how you beg for me, you nerdy little bitch." He hissed, drunk with pleasure.

Gyutaro's moans were increasing, he took the audacity to lower his hands to your chest and put both hands inside your bra to massage your breasts while he fucked you. Your legs fought to keep you firm but each thrust weakened you more, you felt your clit throb and your hole get wetter and wetter until a lot of wet sounds filled the library, sweat ran under your knees and you felt drops running between your thighs without stopping, you didn't know if they were your juices. You clenched roughly making Gyutaro moan and curse, picking up speed as you were hit by your orgasm, an electrifying and abundant one that left you trembling beneath him, creating a slippery ring around Gyutaro's cock inside your swollen pussy. You were empty-minded, blinded by lust until you suddenly felt empty all of a sudden. You looked back and realized that Gyutaro had cum all over your thighs and part of the desk. So he pulled out of you before his orgasm.

Gyutaro was agitated just like you, his chest rising and falling and his bangs falling messily over his sweaty forehead, the perfect feeling of your tight pussy still had him seeing stars. You composed yourself and organized your panties and uniform, you noticed that even the 20 pamphlets had finished printing so you reluctantly organized them to finish stapling them tomorrow.

Your face began to burn, becoming aware of what had just happened, you didn't know if Gyutaro had done this because he was simply horny or because he actually liked you. It was something that you would analyze with your pillow tonight so you preferred to say goodbye to him briefly.

"See you tomorrow." You said, grabbing your things.

Gyutaro didn't say anything, he left his backpack where it was and began to walk towards you without taking his eyes off you, for a second you thought he was going to kill you until he took you by the waist and gave you a kiss on the lips, slowly and delicious making you melt again.

"We just fucked and that's all you're saying?" He scoffed, making you blush. "I love you as much as I love your pussy, stupid girl. At least say 'thank you' or some shit."

"I-I... me too- i mean...ok."

Gyutaro couldn't help but laugh at your inability to speak and the deep red painting your face, he finds you very adorable. "Next time we can do it completely naked, okay?" Gyutaro said, giving you a small spank.

That night he offered to take you home on his motorcycle.

[sparklewrites1]

Well...

A/n sept 23: I kinda edited this just slightly.ALSO THJS CAME FROM A REQUEST WHICH I CURRENTKY CANT FIND.

Scream 4!Sidney Prescott x Reader

Warnings: light sexual content (its a short scene thats not too explicit but it's still spicy.), mentions of sexual activities, profanity, slight age gap (reader's 24-25 and sidney's 31-32.) Reader is the bottom. Kinda getting caught but also not really

A/N: it tool entirely too long to write this. I cut down the spicy part because I went way out of my comfort zone and I didn't wanna post that since it goes against my writing rules. Also I added in my own little annotations while writing just to lighten the mood cause I was stressed.

Word count: 2k

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This is wrong. This is so very wrong. Jill's cousin. You were in bed with Jill’s cousin. You were in bed with the cousin of the girl you used to babysit. 

Granted, you didn’t really know who Sidney was until approximately last year. Yes, you had heard her name in passing a few times in the years prior to now, but you never really bothered to look into who she was.

That was until, a few nights ago. Sidney had decided to visit Woodsboro again after years of being gone. The day after she arrived was the first time you met her. And saying she was gorgeous was a vast understatement. 

-

You stood in the entryway of the kitchen as you stared through the small crowd of friends and family who gathered at Jill’s house. Your eyes were placed on one singular person. They were placed on her.

“Why are you looking at my cousin like that?” You hadn’t noticed Jill’s presence behind you until she spoke up.

“Like what?” You tried to act clueless.

“Like that.” She stated. “Like she’s “hot” or something.” Jill grimaced at her own words and let out an “Ew.” 

“I’m not.”

“Yeah you are. Don’t lie to me.” She gave an annoyed sigh. “Please don’t stand here and look at her weirdly all night. You can go talk to her, but don’t be weird about that either.”

“I don’t need your permission to talk to her, I’m a grown woman. I’m literally your babysitter.”

“You were my babysitter.” She corrected you as she rolled her eyes. “Just go talk to her so I don’t have to watch you make eyes at her all night.” She began to walk away but stopped once she got to the stairs. “And don’t try anything funny. You already spend enough time around my family as it is.” Jill warned as she continued to walk to her bedroom.

You rolled your eyes as you turned to enter the kitchen. You were feeling quite parched. You opened the cabinet and grabbed a glass. You walked over to the sink and filled your glass with water. As you raised your glass to your lips, an unfamiliar voice piped up behind you.

“I don’t think we’ve met before.” You flinched at the unexpected sound. You quickly turned around. Only to be met with the sight of the same ethereal woman you were staring at before, walking towards you. “Sorry if I startled you. I’m Sidney by the way.”

“I know. I mean- I don’t know but I do. I mean I don’t not know you! I know-I know who you are, I just don’t know you…?” You cringed at your nervous outburst. “I um- I’m (Name).”

Sidney let out a small chuckle at your behavior. 

“Hi, (Name). It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled as she held out her hand to shake. You took her hand in yours and gave it a light shake.

“And for the record, we haven’t met before. I was Jill’s babysitter.”

“Really? I’m surprised she never told me about you.”

“Yeah, she tends to forget about me.” You joke. Sidney lets out another chuckle. Goodness, that was a beautiful sound. You let a small smile grace your lips as you lean against the counter behind you. “So how long you plan on staying in town?”

“About a week or so. I have work to do back at home so I can’t stay too long.”

“Yeah I totally get that…” a somewhat awkward silence befell (ooh girl look at you with your fancy words) you two. “So are you sleeping here tonight or are you staying at an inn or something?”

“I’m sleeping here, in the guest room.” She gestured towards the stairs.

“Oh that’s nice. I used to sleep there when Kate went on business trips and I had to take care of Jill for a few days. I made a lot of great memories up there.”

“Oh yeah? What kind of memories?”

-

You don’t know exactly what happened next, but you do know that somehow you ended up in the position you were in now. And that position was in Sidney Prescott’s lap. In the same guest room you were conversing about.

Her lips fervently pressed against yours as her hand gently caressed your thigh. Her hand slowly traveled up your torso, she started to massage your chest as she removed her lips from yours and trailed kisses down to your neck. A string of curses left your lips, and Sidney quickly shushed you.

“You don’t want anyone to hear us, do you?” She whispered in your ear.

“No,” You swallowed nervously. “No I don’t.” 

You let out a moan as Sidney’s hand suddenly cupped your heat, massaging you through your panties. 

You ground your core (...?)  against her palm as you bit your bottom lip to try and suppress your noise, but to no avail.

You moaned as quietly as you were capable of. You wrapped your arms around her bare shoulders and dug your nails into her skin as the pleasure you were feeling continued to rise.

“Fuck, I think-” You groaned in frustration when Sidney removed her hand from your lower region. “What are you-” Your sentence was interrupted when Sidney pushed you down onto the mattress, you were now laying on your back, with your head on the very comfortable pillows.

Sidney pressed her lips against yours once more, but this time it was slow and sensual. 

She removed her lips from yours and began trailing kisses down to your neck,

then your chest, 

then your stomach, 

and then she finally stopped at your thighs and began her work.

-

“Do you hear that?” Jill asked Kirby, who was sitting next to her on the couch, happily watching 'Meet the Robinsons'. 

"Hear what?" She queried.

"That creaking noise. I can't be the only one that hears it." Jill grabbed the remote from off of the coffee table and pressed the pause button.

"Hey! I was w-" Kirby was cut off by the sound of Jill shushing her.

"Listen." Jill said. 

Kirby listened closely until she could hear a faint continuous creaking sound.

"What is that?" Kirby asked.

"I dunno." Jill got up from her seat and walked towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I think it's coming from upstairs." Jill said as she continued up the stairs. And Kirby followed her.

As they arrived upstairs the creaking sound became louder, and along with it was the faint sound of voices. 

Kirby and Jill shot each other confused looks as they followed to sound.

They ended up in front of the guest room door, and what they heard was likely to scar them for life.

"Oh, Sidney!"

Their looks of confusion quickly twisted into horrified expressions. They both held back gasps as they ran back down the stairs. They both plopped down on the couch at the same time.

"Was that-" 

"Yes." Jill's bottom lip quivered.

"Were they-"

"Yes!" Jill shouted.

"Oh my gosh!" Kirby grasped the sides of her head with her hands. "They were fucking!"

"I know!" Jill screamed.

"They were doing it! They are doing it!" Kirby grasped Jill by the shoulders and shook her.

"I know!" Jill shouted. Her eyes were closed and her face was contorted in disgust. 

"I think I'm gonna vomit." Kirby whined.

"At least you didn't hear your cousin fucking your old babysitter!" Jill complained. 

"What are we gonna do?!"

"What you’re gonna do is start up your car. What I’m gonna do is pack up some clothes and stay at your house tonight. Because I am not gonna be under the same roof as them tonight.” Jill stated.

“Sounds good to me!” Kirby exclaimed as they both sprinted off in different directions.

-

“That was amazing.” You exhaled as you pulled the comforter up to your chest.

“Agreed.”

But your bliss was only momentary, because you soon realized that it was far past your time to go home.

"Oh shit!" You jumped up from the bed scouring the room for your clothes. "Where are my pants?!" 

"Over there." She pointed to the corner of the room.

"How the fuck did they get over there?" You rushed to pull them onto your legs. "Tonight was amazing and all- and I hope we could see each other again soon, but I really gotta go!" You hurriedly exclaimed before rushing out the door.

As you were running down the stairs you saw Jill standing in front of the front door with a backpack. 

"Oh! H-Hey Jill what are you doin'?... still awake…" You gave her an awkward smile, now realizing there's a possibility that she could've been aware of your previous activities.

She didn't respond, she only stared at you with an expression of what looked like a mix of fear, disgust, and disappointment. You could infer that she most likely knew what you did.

"Bye." That was the only thing she said before walking out of the door. After a few moments you heard the sound of an engine revving up, it must've been Kirby picking her up.

Not long after the car drove off you went outside to get to your own car.

After starting up the engine you sat in silence for a few moments.

You let your forehead rest against the steering wheel. That’s when all the emotions hit you. Your heart was racing, your face was burning, and your legs were trembling as your face burned in embarrassment. But despite your negative feelings, you felt a hint of excitement. You silently thought to yourself, 

‘Maybe we could do this again…’

You turned your head to stare at the Prescott house. Maybe… Just maybe…

Screw it.

You opened the car door and got out of the driver's seat.

You strode down the path to the front door of the house. When you arrived, you reached in your pocket and grabbed the key that Kate gave you a while back. 

When you finally unlocked the door you turned the knob and pushed it open and lo and behold there she was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh- You’re back, did you forget something?” She gave you a friendly smile.

“No, I didn’t. I…” You trailed off, with a wave of shyness hitting you. But you managed to continue your sentence after a few short seconds. “I wanted to…” You took a deep breath. “I wanted to ask for your number and maybe ask you out… on a date.”

“Oh!” She laughed nervously. Was that a bad thing? Was this a mistake? Did you misread the signs- wait- what signs? She literally just fucked you.

You gulped.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“No!” Sidney blurted. She cleared her throat before speaking again, this time her words came out at a lower volume. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I was just caught off guard- I didn’t expect you to come back, and I most certainly didn’t expect you to ask me out.” She took a breath. “But, my answer is yes to both questions.”

Your eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh my gosh, I- that's great I mean- I mean- cool- um, is Saturday good?”

“Saturday’s great.” A warm smile graced Sidney’s lips.

“Great! I’ll uh… See you then I guess. Goodnight.” You started to reach out for a hug but stopped because that would be too intimate, right? Then you started to reach out for a handshake but that felt too casual. Before you could decide on what to do Sidney moved closer to you and leaned towards you, she gave you a soft peck on the cheek.

“Goodnight, (Name).”

You smiled and gave her a small wave before walking out of the front door, and back to your car.

When you got inside, you sat in silence once more, but this time, the silence was a comfortable one. After a few moments you let out a laugh of disbelief. Holy shit. You asked someone out and didn’t get rejected! Your confidence meter was sky high.

A warm fuzzy feeling surrounded your chest as a goofy smile fell on your lips and you started the car.

You drove off into the dark, your mind never leaving what was now the memory of the amazing night that you just experienced. 

[dilatorywriting]

Hello hello! So! For ages now whenever I deign to check this blog's following while I'm in the middle of hunting pornbot accounts with my internet shotgun, I'll see I hit a milestone and go, oh! Wow! What nice people! I should do something!

And then never do lol

But! THIS time, we're going for it. So thank you to all 4.3k of you for somehow finding my nonsense enjoyable enough not to block me outright. Happy to have you here.

Details Below!~

[Requests are now CLOSED! Thank you, everyone!]

RULES & INFO

❖ Posts will go up starting Saturday the 16th of September and run through Sunday the 17th of September, but requests will open as of today so I can start working on them!

❖ Feel free to send in your request under your account or as an anon, however, I do recognize you all! Especially the people who interact regularly! So if you use your account there's a higher likelihood I'll pick one of your prompts to do

❖ I'm going to write as many as I can! However, I foresee a tidal wave of incoming prompts in my future. So prompts that I like best with characters I like best (y'all know which ones by now lol), will most likely get priority. But, as above, I will try to give my regulars first priority

➢ I'm going to be using @a-cure-for-writers-block's 100 Dialogue Prompts to Make a Reader Swoon for the requests! We're going heartwarming and gooey here, folks, because y'all deserve it

➢ Please make sure to include the prompt number or the prompt itself and the character you'd like. You can ask for any of my OCs as well (ex. Stefan and Rielle from the Heroes v Villains series, etc). Please only send in one prompt at a time!

➢ Requests are going to be for Reader-Inserts as per usual, but feel free to specify a few lil personal details if you'd like them (personality traits, backgrounds, etc.). Generally, I'm hoping to do mostly gender-neutral readers as per usual, just so everyone can partake. But if there's a prompt that only seems to work one way, I'm happy to write it.

➢ Some of the prompts can be a little spicy, and I'm happy to include them and their ensuing smoot. Please specify specifically if you would like such content, because otherwise I will default to no.

See you Saturday!~

[misc-obeyme]

Do you think Satan annotates his books? On one hand I can kind of see it… yet I’ve heard multiple people talk about giving him bookmarks or him also having way too many of them which suggests that he doesn’t dog-ear the pages... which can lead to (in general) less ‘vandalism’ of books. There is also the fact that his books are probably cursed, ancient relics, one really really really rare copy for a certain reason which are going to be kept in as pristine condition as possible.

Ok—well, the real question here is whether Satan thinks that books are shrine that has to be preserved and or a shrine that is to be lived in. I honestly can’t make up my mind on this answer and I feel like it can go both ways.

Yet I feel like it can be really funny to mess around with both these head cannons. I would love to just mess around with a Satan that makes sure that not a bit of ink gets spilled on his pages, and then just opening one of my own books and then highlighting or underlining a passage while looking him straight in the eye and giggling maniacally just to annoy him.

Or if he is for annotation, I can just imagine MC and him both starting a book at the same time. They are both too busy/impatient to wait until the end/ have different reading paces so they don’t want to spoil. So instead they annotate their notes and ideas in the margins, highlight passages and leave little notes for each other. Then in the middle of the day or whenever they pass by each other they just swap books and look at the other’s annotations and add comments to those annotations while still continuing to read from the page where they left off. So that means that in each book there’s one conversation going on…

Soon enough there’s not enough space in the margins so post-it notes start appearing in the books, and by the end of it all both books would have gotten thicker from the amount of post-it notes, the sides of the pages would’ve also started to turn neon from the amount of highlights.

And can you imagine how this would look to other students at RAD or the brothers? Like it’s a really busy week for some reason yet they can’t help but watch whenever MC passes Satan. They don’t even need to stop to swap books, they just do it like a fly-by and no words are exchanged because they’re already in the book.

OH! IMAGINE IF EITHER INE OF THEM GOES A CERTAIN STREET OR HALLWAY JUST TO CROSS THE OTHER AGAIN BECAUSE THEY REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE OTHER THINKS OF A CERTAIN PART THEY JUST READ.

AND IF IT’S A SPICY BOOK????

THEN THEY START TEASING EACHOTHER AND LITERALLY FLIRTING IN THE MARGINS AND SOON THE TENSION RISES AND THEIR HANDS START BRUSHING WHENEVER THEY SWAP BOOKS AND THEY CANT EVEN LOOK EACH OTHER AT A TABLE WITHOUT BLUSHING LIKE AHAJAHAAHHAJAMSMDFJFJR. AND WHEN THEY FINALLY GET HOME AND HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT IT NORMALLY AGAIN!?

I SERIOUSLY CANNOT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS.

HAVE A NICE DAY.

-Anon (I am so tempted to have an anon name yet I’m still thinking about it lol)

Anon, you don't even need me. All of these ideas are perfection and I LOVE THEM. (Please feel free to choose a name if you like, but no pressure!)

Turns out I myself am a book person. I collect books to such a degree that I had to build a library in my house just to hold them all. And before I had the library, I kept them in stacks around the house, frighteningly similar to the stacks we see in the art for Satan's bedroom. Some of his stacks are taller and I certainly have never had any magical floating books, but man if it isn't reminiscent of my own book habits.

So I can tell you that I have opinions on annotation in general.

The thing about books is that most of them are worthless. Even really old books that you find at a used book store usually aren't worth anything, which is why they sell them for like five bucks. This means that their value exists solely in the writing they hold. It's the content that makes books special.

Now this isn't to say that expensive first editions or signed first copies or whatever don't exist. And certainly ancient books become more valuable due to their age and rarity. But that's like museum quality stuff. And since Satan likely does have magical books, that might change the value part as well. Since I would think magical books, especially rare ones, might be worth more.

However, considering how many books Satan has, I'm thinking the majority of them aren't super valuable. He probably has a different way of handling the books that are rare. He seems like the kind of demon who would preserve those types of books and I don't think he would annotate them. He might keep a separate notebook of notes, especially if they're like... scholarly tomes or something.

But novels? Or books that are pretty common that he could buy another copy of at any time?

I do think Satan could go either way with the annotation of those kinds of books. I think he would consider the content to be just as important as the monetary value, so he might see a book as a shrine to preserve, as you put it. (I love that, by the way.) However, I also think that Satan often has lots of thoughts about what he reads. He's also said in canon that he doesn't use bookmarks - not because he dog ears pages, but because he just remembers where he left off.

Solomon, on the other hand, strikes me entirely as the kind of guy who writes all over his books. And we know that Satan and Solomon have had discussions about books in the past.

So I kinda have a headcanon that Satan didn't annotate books before, but he does now because Solomon introduced him to it. Or somehow talked him into it. Convinced him of the benefits of doing it. Reminding him that these cheaper books don't need to be preserved, they're made to be lived in.

Now I love the idea of MC and Satan sharing books and writing back and forth to each other. I think a lot about the concept of people falling in love with each other through some form of writing and reading. Whether that's a letter exchange or a writer and their reader or through book annotations...

Even if you're dealing with a platonic relationship between Satan and MC, I think it's a fun idea. Like if they're reading a mystery together and MC writes something in the margins about who they think did it and Satan writes back with something like you're insane it's clearly this other character and the margins just devolve into argument.

Of course, the spicy book option is also a fantastic idea. Would they discuss it when they're finally alone? Or would they just pretend nothing was going on? Either way, the tension!

I kinda think if MC indicated that they wanted to discuss spicy stuff, Satan would be ready with a thorough analysis of it. Like if it was badly written, you can expect a scathing review lol. (I'm just imagining Satan's opinion of lines like "She breasted boobily down the stairs.") But if it was good well... that could very easily lead to a suggestion of attempting to recreate the scene, don't you think?

[t-nd-rfoot]

BABY ON BOARD aka The Youngest Dagger

Hangman wasn’t exactly wrong when he said ‘Bob’ meant ‘Baby on Board’.

Warnings mentions of alcohol, but nothing excessive; insecurity of feeling left out. this has a happy ending, i promise

Word Count 2.6k

Note inspired by my research on the TG:M cast’s ages so I wanted to use this as my own twist on the whole ‘baby on board’ prompt for Bob! (though Tarzan is actually the youngest being born in September but for the sake of this story, my HC is that Bob is the youngest). I pretty much just trusted the process with this one. A writing exercise, if you will. Edited myself so apologies for any typos/errors! Also, it’s my v first fic, please be kind

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There’s no denying that much about Bob at a first glance was ‘baby’—his big blue eyes that gave off the innocence and curiosity of a newborn, his wallflower personality like one of a child’s on their first day of school, and his enthusiasm for aviation could rival a toddler’s on a sugar high.

Of course, the more people got to know Bob, they’d realize he’s anything but. But no matter how old he was, that didn’t change the fact that he was the youngest of the dagger squad, and they never let him live down that fact since the day they found out.

.

Being the private person he is, Bob celebrated his birthday as if it was any other day. Had he been anywhere else, he would have maybe had a nice, simple dinner with his big extended family back at home, or made plans with a special someone if he had any.

But since he had to prepare for another mission in Miramar on that particular birthday, personal affairs naturally took a backseat pun intended as he focused on the professional matters at hand, making sure the aviators around him remained unaware of the day’s importance. He was almost in the clear when he and the squad were leaving the hangar at the end of the day, and he chose then to busy himself replying to all the birthday messages from his friends and family.

“Well, someone’s Mr. Popular today,” mused Phoenix at her backseater.

“Huh-what?” Bob startled as he looked up from his phone.

“Dude, you’ve been glued to your phone since after your last run,” Fanboy chimed in.

“Yeah, everything okay, bud?” Payback asked.

Careful not to give anything away, Bob subtly fell a few steps behind to keep his phone out of view from prying eyes. “Yeah, all good,” he replied with a small smile and went back to texting.

Never missing an opportunity to make fun of their teammate, Coyote and Hangman huddled Bob on either side to take a peak at his phone screen as Bob comedically tried to dodge their attempts.

“Aww, keeping secrets from us now, Floyd? Hey, one round from everyone else on who can figure out what Floyd’s hiding,” Coyote joked, “I say, spicy texts?”

Hangman scoffed, his famous shit-eating grin plastered on his face, “please, I bet the spiciest thing in little Bobby’s phone is an email subscription for special-made BCGs.”

Bob rolled his eyes as he finally escaped the grasp of the two pilots and opened another birthday email, this time, a flashy e-birthday card GIF from his great-aunt Lacy and uncle Taylor. He laughed to himself, humored more at the idea of his less-than-tech-savvy relatives discovering GIFs than at the actual GIF on his screen.

“No fuckin’ way,” a voice came from behind him, susprising him so much, he nearly dropped his phone. “It’s your birthday?!” Rooster exclaimed as he peered at the phone from over Bob’s shoulder.

At this point in their friendship, each of them had already had a birthday, so shock and disbelief hung on their faces as they stopped in their tracks and turned to face him. They couldn’t believe he nearly let one year as a group go by without even telling them when his birthday was.

“What the fuck?!”

“Dude…”

“Why didn’t you say anything?!”

Bob nervously stared at them as they stared back at him. “It’s just—the mission’s coming up and with the drills today, and I’m not really one for celebrating my birthday, anyway—” He struggled to find an excuse when Coyote and Hangman appeared beside him again.

“Look, Bob,” Hangman led, “I think I speak for all of us when I say we’re all used to your whole not-sharing-anything schtick, and we’re cool with it.” But as the cocky pilot placed an arm around Bob’s shoulders, Bob braced himself for whatever bullshit Hangman was going to say next. “But to deprive us of our only opportunity to finally get you wasted?” he continued, that obnoxious grin returning to his face once more.

Bob’s blushing complexion immediately paled at the squad mimicking Hangman’s wide smirk as they all looked at each other wickedly.

“Ohhh no, no no no no n—” Bob’s blue eyes popped, attempting to get out of the group’s grasp while they pushed him in the direction of The Hard Deck, his protests drowned out by the group’s whoops and hollers all the way to the bar.

The Hard Deck was packed when the squad arrived. Maverick was at his usual seat at the bar, flirting with Penny like young lovers while she served drink after drink to customers.

“Penny, my dear!” Hangman practically shouted from the entrance. Payback and Fanboy pushed Bob to the front once they reached the bar.

“Guys, seriously, it’s not a big deal,” Bob protested still.

“Hey, guys, what’s up?” Maverick greeted his old students.

“We got a birthday boy on our hands here, Mav,” Rooster mused, his hands resting on the shoulders of an embarrassed and defeated Bob.

“Oh yeah, that’s right! Happy birthday, Bob,” Maverick greeted and patted Bob on the back, to which the young aviator replied a shy thank you.

“You knew?” Payback asked.

“Of course, it was in his file,” Mav said like he was stating the obvious.

Hangman turned his attention to the bar owner. “A round of shots for the squad if you will, Penny? One for every year this son of a bitch has been alive.”

Penny smiled at Bob and, setting shot glasses on the counter, “and how many would that be?”

“Just to make sure, you are legal, right, Bob?” Maverick teased.

Bob and the rest of the squad laughed. “No, yeah, yeah, very much legal, Mav.” Bob settled into the bar stool and started to relax a little more.

“So c’mon, man, how old are you?” Fanboy asked.

“29,” Bob replied. There wasn’t much use hiding that he was the only one still in his 20s, now that they all knew what today was.

A mixture of disappointed and endeared reactions came from the group—as the oldest of the squad, Payback and Rooster let out a few groans, while Hangman and Coyote let out low whistles. Phoenix and Fanboy gave noogies to and pinch the cheeks of their little brother. Penny and Maverick laughed at the group’s reactions knowing that the rest of the group weren’t that much older anyway.

“I know I’m older than most of y’all, but why did hearing him say a 20-something age make me feel even older?” Rooster wondered, pondering his mid-30s age.

“How do you think I feel?” piped in Payback, dwelling on the fact he had just entered his early 40s.

Maverick and Penny laughed. “Welcome to the club,” she said, making the two pilots groan even more.

Penny finished filling up the shot glasses in front of them. “Alright, gang, 29 shots ready to go and on the house! Consider it a gift, Bob,” she joked.

“Thank you, Penny!” Coyote joked back in a high-pitched voice, swiping a shot glass for himself.

Bob silently gulped at the sight. “This isn’t all for just me, is it?” He dreaded the thought of having to drink all of those in one night.

“Of course not, you really think we’re gonna pass up a free round from Penny?” Hangman said as he got one and started passing them to the other members. Penny loved to remind them that being Mav’s special students didn’t get them free drinks.

Soon, everyone had a shot in their hand, ready to toast the celebrant. Though the non-drinker he is, Bob toyed with one of the remaining glasses on the table, reluctant to drink but also not wanting to spoil everyone else’s fun.

“Only if you want to,” Phoenix assured her backseater.

Bob looked around at his friends all around him. He still couldn’t believe that they were there to celebrate him, the quiet small-town-kid with a natural talent for being invisible. Even after the uranium plant mission, Bob always questioned if he really belonged to their little team. But now, here they were, making him the star of the night when they could have easily said their greetings and went their separate ways for the day. He looked down at the shot glass, welcoming it as a sign of proof for himself that he finally found his place among them, proud to be included in—and even the center of—the squad’s newest core memory.

“One shot,” Bob decided, albeit a little nervous, and reached for the drink, “just this once.”

“Baby steps,” she smiled back. The guys cheered, excited for Bob to take his first drink with them.

Maverick stood, one hand on the young pilot’s shoulder, the other raising his shot glass in the air. “To Bob! May he have a great rest of the night, an even greater year ahead. Enjoy the last of your 20s, Bob!”

“To Bob!” everyone cheered and downed their shots. Bob even managed to drink his shot without coughing, though a little disgusted at the slight burn in his throat.

Cheers and pats on the back came from all around as the group greeted the wizzo once more as they decided to take the party to the dart boards and pool tables. Bob stayed behind at the bar for a bit, taking in the events of the night and holding his now-empty shot glass with a little more certainty than earlier. But he was quickly brought back to reality as a glass of water and a small cup of nuts were placed in front of him on the bar.

“Happy birthday, Bob,” Penny greeted before serving the other patrons.

Bob thanked Penny with a grateful smile, and replied to a few more greetings on his phone before joining the others in their games.

The squad spent the following days showering Bob with their late birthday gifts.

First—surprisingly—was Hangman, who stuck a ‘baby on board’ sticker with a badly drawn party hat and glasses on the baby, to the side of Bob and Phoenix’s plane. Still high on the birthday fun from the night before, Bob was amused at the phrase-turned-inside-joke, though, he did tear off the sticker before Cyclone could see it. Little did he know that Hangman actually slapped another sticker to the back of his helmet when the pilot pretended to congratulate him and Phoenix for completing the drill. It actually took awhile for him to notice, but even after discovering it, he didn’t tear it off.

As TOPGUN’s resident sweet tooth and kid at heart, Coyote was actually a bit bothered once he realized that Bob didn’t have a birthday cake, since it is a universal sweet tooth rule, after all, that the best part about birthday parties is cake. There was a bakery just at the edge of the city that made—what Coyote considered as—the best cupcakes in California, a statement he stuck by after his third visit in a row since finding the place. On his latest visit, he asked for another box of assorted flavors and a candle and brought them to The Hard Deck the next day after training. Bob was excited, to say the least, after he discovered the chocolate peanut butter cup cupcake, and shared the rest of the treats with everyone else.

Payback was nearly stuck on ideas when he got inspiration for his gift from a literal baby. He was on a video call with his sister and spotted his goddaughter entertaining herself with her wooden blocks. As soon as they hung up, he searched online for the best Lego fighter jet set he could find, and found a store nearby that had some in stock. Building Legos was an absolute favorite pastime of his that he was a firm believer that no person was ever too old to build Legos. “Lego knows no age!” he told the judgmental store clerk when he bought it. Bob actually had a mini freakout over it and insisted that he help him build it. Every now and then when they had a few days off, they’d look for another Lego set to build together, dividing up the collection they had built.

Fanboy—being Fanboy—got a custom Funko Pop bobble head pun definitely intended of Bob, which actually managed to make him look even more like a child with those big eyes on it. The two wizzos shared an interest in comic books and various sci-fi media, so he threw in a few comic books from his personal collection to lend. He and Bob would trade whenever new issues would come out, though Fanboy did have to try to stop giving away spoilers since Bob would actually throw mini tantrums every time he accidentally slipped one in their conversations. Bob proudly displayed the bobble head on his nightstand and read the comics every night before sleeping.

Being an only child, Rooster spent his childhood wishing he had a sibling to play sports with, only to gain many of them three decades later in the form of the Dagger Squad. He figured from dogfight football that Bob was a lot more athletic than he let on, so he got him his own baseball glove and bat so that they could play catch together during breaks or days off. Bob developed quite the arm on him from their practices that he was always Rooster’s first pick whenever the Navy officers decided to play baseball at the local park. Other times, they’d also watch Padres games either together or with the other members, usually fighting each other to catch a fly ball if it was hit in their section.

Last, but definitely not least, was Phoenix. If she had it her way, she would have given her gift the day after Bob’s birthday, but she took quite some time preparing it. As Bob’s most trusted friend in the squad, she wanted to give something a little more sentimental. So she compiled and printed as many pictures of him with her and with the rest of the squad as she could and placed them in a ‘baby’s first album’ book (she was going to place it in a regular album but once she saw that the blue hardbound was on sale, she just couldn’t pass up the opportunity). Bob actually teared up looking through it that he didn’t even mind the little blue teddy bears printed on every other page. He also emailed pictures of the album to share with his parents.

There’s no denying that much about Bob at a first glance was ‘baby’, a characteristic he was reminded of daily—by the baseball equipment by his closet, or by the bobble head and comic books beside his bed; by the nearly-finished f-18 Lego set on his desk, and by the bright yellow sticker on his helmet sitting by the front door; by the leftover cupcakes in the fridge, and by the photo album on his coffee table. To an outsider, these were mere objects—possessions that gave glimpses of the person who owned them. But to Bob, these objects were so much more; they were testaments that showed that his teammates really thought more of him beyond their teasing and jesting.

No matter how old he was, it didn’t change the fact that he was the youngest of the Dagger Squad. Yes, people still realized he was anything but a baby when they got to know him. And yes, he still most definitely rolled his eyes every time he was called ‘baby on board’ out loud. But in true ‘youngest sibling’ fashion, every time he looked around at his chosen brothers and sister, he realized he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Disclaimer I do not own Top Gun: Maverick or any of its characters. Please do not copy my work or translate without my permission.

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Once Upon a Time on The Razor Crest

Summary: Ann meets the last hurdle

A/N: Hello lovelies,

Okay, first I would like to apologize, I did not realize we had reached the end of the first part of Once Upon a Time on The Razor Crest already. I thought there was still one more chapter after this.

I'm SO SORRY for not preparing you guys better.

As such there will be a short four week hiatus, while I write some more content for this story. Don't worry I have two more parts all ready to go. But I would like to keep at least always 10 chapters or two parts ready to go.

Plus I need to work on the Reunion, Sins of the Father and Upside Down. I'm finishing off the Gym Membership right now. So that should be ready to go in about two weeks give or take after I finish posting Choice.

Oh, I wanted to know, would you guys cared if I posted the Gym Membership - Crosshair's portion at 1k words at a time?

Anyhew ... LOVE OO

Due to the past history of the OC there will be discussions alluding to past domestic abuse, please note that as it could be a trigger for some.

Warnings: Mentions of feeling uncomfortable around new people, shyness, cuteness, fluff, mistrust, mention of robbery, cooking, baking, homework. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.

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THE RAZOR CREST SEVEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

As Din and Grogu walked closer to the house, he figured it be best to explain to Grogu what was going to happen once he enter the house. He guided his son to the porch swing, Din couldn’t help but smile at seeing Grogu try to climb up by himself, refusing his help as he finally made it, and rested against the back of the swing.

“You okay?” Din asked doing his best to stifle the laughter at seeing his son be so stubborn, Grogu simply nodded. He took a seat beside Grogu, keeping his backpack in between his boots, “Grogu, do you remember when I said you, I was going to get some help around here?”

“Yup, patu, for Tak and Mis”

“That’s right, and to help me with Bessie, and the nuns and even you” he tickled Grogu. Smiling at his son’s easy going nature, “Well, I hired someone. Her name’s Ann.” 

Grogu’s eyes widened a little, Din rested his hand on top of Grogu’s head rubbing it gently, “Now I know new people can be scary for you, but she seems really nice. But, if you don’t like her, just tell me, okay?” Grogu nodded as he moved closer to his dad, resting his head against his dad’s shoulder. Din wrapped his arms around his son, keeping him close. 

“It’ll be okay buddy.” He rubbed his back as he repeated words of encouragement, letting him know he didn’t have to push himself. After all, if Grogu wasn’t ready, he wasn’t going to force him into a situation he wasn’t comfortable in. 

The only thing Din could really hope for was that things would go well between his son and his new farmhand. He didn’t imagine Ann would have a hard time winning Grogu over, however if his son even felt the slightest bit uncomfortable with her, he’d have Cobb come and get her first thing tomorrow. 

“Ready to go in, buddy?” Grogu nodded against his shoulder, “It’ll be okay, she’s really nice. Okay?” He simply nodded again, as his tiny fingers traced over Din’s leather jacket. As soon as they both walked into the house, a warm comforting smell hit the both of them, it was spicy and yet sweet, it made his mouth water. 

Grogu tapped Din’s cheek, looking at him with his big brown eyes as Din turned his head to look at his son, “Patu, what is that?”

“Don’t know bud, let’s go check it out” He hung Grogu’s backpack on the hook by the door, walking further into the house, letting their noses guide them to the very appetizing smell. Din hadn’t smelt anything quite so delicious since Camilla passed away.  

I turned to focus on the footsteps that came into the kitchen, my eyes went from the tall rancher to the small boy in his arms, as soon as saw me, the little boy clung to his father’s jacket. 

He was such an adorable child, I wanted to ruffle his dark hair, that looked exactly like Din’s. I was about to walk over, when I realized my hands were a little dirty from the baking and cooking. I wiped my hands on the paper towel I had beside me, remembering to turn down the stove making sure nothing burned, I walked closer to Din and his son. 

“Hi there, my name’s Annie, what’s your name?” I gave him my best child-friendly smile.

“Grogu” he mumbled from Din’s neck where his face was buried.

“It’s nice to meet you, Grogu. Can I ask you a question?” He simply nodded his head, “Are you a fan of sweets?” He tilted his head out a little from Din’s neck nodding, I looked at Din, “Is it okay, if I give him a small treat before dinner?”

“As long as it’s small”

“Do either of you have any food allergies?”

“No.”

I nodded, turning back to look at Grogu, “Would you like a small after school treat?” Again he nodded, I walked back to the counter where I had macaroons cooling. I picked up two of the mini macaroons I made. I held out one cookie to Din and one to Grogu. 

Din had a questioning look as to where the ingredients came for the macaroons, “I had baking supplies in Cobb’s truck. It’s one of the few things that always calm me down. Plus it’s easy enough to get the ingredients I need no matter where I ended up.”

Din picked up the blue cookie, from her hand turning it back and forth, “What is it?”

“They’re called macaroons, it’s a type of cookie”

“Why is it blue?”

“Food dye, but it’s a natural food dye”

“Did you know I had a son?” Din’s mistrust of people began to rear its head as his eyes narrowed on the woman standing before him and his son. Why did she come prepared to bake treats for a kid? Was she playing the victim simply to get close to him? Was she a spy? Someone who was hoping to make a name for herself by getting rid of him? Had she been hired by someone from his past?

“No, of course not.” I had no idea what he was thinking, but I could tell from the look in his eyes, he didn’t trust me, “I simply enjoy baking and cooking, it calms me down, especially after …” my eyes trailed to Grogu who was paying attention to the two of us, “after the …” I mouthed ‘robbery’ “at the station. I just wanted to make some comfort food. Cobb only mentioned about Grogu” I smiled at the small boy, who was absolutely adorable, “when we were about two minutes from your door.”

Din simply nodded, realizing how quick he was to jump to a conclusion that was completely inaccurate. He needed to stop questioning her motives, and automatically jumping to the worst assumption. He greatly appreciated that Ann didn’t go into details about the robbery. 

He examined the macaroon one more time before popping it in his mouth, amazed by the flavour that exploded in his mouth. He’d never been one for sweets but this was the perfect amount of sweetness, it wasn’t overwhelming, or barely with any flavour. He was even more impressed, when he saw Grogu had the biggest smile on his lips as a blue crumb hang from his lips. He watched as Ann’s own smile grew and matched Grogu’s.

“Did you like it?”

Grogu simply nodded, “One more?” His little finger poking up from his oversized sweater, asking if he could have one more. I looked at Din, who let out a sigh, but simply smirked as his eyes locked on his son’s.

“As long as I get one more too” although he wasn’t smiling, I could see his eyes were dancing with joy.

“Coming right up” I quickly went over and grabbed two more, “Alright, I have to finish dinner, I hope you guys like pasta, dinner should be ready in another thirty minutes.”

Din simply nodded as he pulled Grogu’s attention, “Grogu, do you have homework?”

“Mmhmm”

“Alright, let���s get started on that okay” Din watched as Grogu nodded, he let him down and watched as he scampered to get his backpack.

Din watched Ann for a second, as she headed back to the stove, he wanted to say thank you, that he couldn’t remember a time when the house felt alive simply from the smell of baking, but he decided it best to walk away and keep those thoughts to himself, after all this was only their first day and she had three months to prove herself. 

Din headed towards his son, taking a seat on the floor in the living room beside Grogu as he pulled out his homework, “Patu”

“Yes, bud?”

Grogu stood from his seat, and leaned into Din’s ears, keeping his voice low, “I like her.”

“I’m glad, buddy” Din patted his back, motioning for him to start on his homework. Well at least she passed the last hurdle, now he just needed to see if she’d actually stick around. 

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Hello everyone! Before proceeding I would like to explain the list I made, first of all, these are based on the fics I've been reading since April because before that I didn't make monthly fic recs and didn't have a proper tag for the fics I read. In the end, just scrolling endlessly through my posts to find the fics I read before would take too long so I decided to just start with April 💜 this are the fics that I've thought about constantly during the boring days.

fyi the numbers are just there to show how many, they don't mean anything. Also before clicking, please read all the warnings the author's put before proceeding.

I will also be doing a separate December fic recs post since I read a lot that I enjoyed but didn't include here.

Ngl, it was really hard to pick my top five and I would like to take this as an opportunity to say a huge thank you to everyone who created, consumed, or simply been a part of all the content flow. You are all fantastic; my year would be way worse without you all. The comfort I received from all of these is indescribable.

Categories:

Marvel ➞ peter parker, moonknight, doctor strange

Series ➞ AU's, horror vibes, fluff/slice of life, hurt/comfort

Part 2 because tumblr is annoying and glitching or there's too many links we will never know

The Mandalorian ➞ no categories direct top five

Miscellaneous Fandom ➞ no categories direct top five

PP characters ➞ AU's, fluff/smut, hurt/comfort & smut, smut, hurt/comfort, fluff

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 

Ridiculous by @peterthepark (tasm!peter)

This one I thought so much about and took inspiration from whenever I wrote a fic where the characters got high. It's sensual, spicy, and blond peter parker is an absolute menace.

2. Hide and Seek by @softtdaisy (tasm!peter)

This is incredibly soft with the perfect amount of feels. It's rare that I read anything without smut (what can I say, I'm thirsty always) but this one was amazing and just screams peter parker to me.

3. Sweet Girl of Mine by @inklore (tasm!peter)

this was one of the first things I read of Laura's and fell in love immediately. Peter is a menace in this one and if you want that man to praise you this fic is the way to go.

Peter, Alone by @light-yaers (peter parker x michelle)

I was deep into the mcu!peter x Michelle hole and while scouring tumble for fics for them this one popped up, still to this day I think about this. The angst, the hurt, it's all in here and I love it.

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Condemnation in Disguise by @inklore (marc spector)

This is one of those fics I think about again and again, I couldn't shake this one off after reading it for a while. I was just in love. The way you write the toxicity laced with love is stunning, this is one of my all-time favorites. Everything about this one is so raw and enticing.

2. Venus, Planet of Love by @peterthepark (steven grant)

The voice of Steven is stunning here. If you love friends to lovers I'm here to say that this is the one. It has all the feels and whenever I read it I just feel nice and fuzzy (and also horny because damn the smut is stunning)

3. Spirals and Skin by @clints-lucky-arrow (steven grant)

As someone with tattoos, I was mesmerized by this. I still think about how desperate Steven was in the kitchen and how he painted readers tattoos. Just amazing, I love it so much.

4. Mirror's Edge by @astroboots (marc , steven)

I will never, ever, forget this one. Especially the ending with steven being so comforting and coming out, and the writing stunning. The emotions I felt while reading this was so real.

5. Talking Shadows by @foli-vora (khonshu)

Yes, Khonshu. The writing is beautiful, the feeling, and the way Khonshu is constantly talking in the background. I couldn't forget this one even if I tried.

𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞

Once Upon A Dream by @wint3r-h3art (sinister strange)

Ngl after multiverse of madness my love for Doctor Strange took quite a large hit BUT Linda's writing in this was amazing and one of the doctor strange fics that stuck with me still to this day. It's dark, emotional and fantastic

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞

In The Dark by @frannyzooey (ezra)

I'm pretty sure anyone who knows me knows how much I adore this series. It's my comfort, my safe space and Kelli's writing is to die for. The emotions this fic has is brilliant and I'll never forget it.

2. Stay Close by @ezrasbirdie (pero trovar)

This series has everything; action, spice, fluff, hurt/comfort. It's everything wrapped in an absolutely beautifully written package. I love it, one of the rare fics that I truly relate to the reader. I can never have too much of it.

3. Sex Worker!frankie morales au by @prolix-yuy (frankie morales)

This one feels like a nice warm bowl of soup on a cold day. It has all the feels, amazing story-building and the smut is delicious. I cannot recommend this one enough. One of my favorite frankie's.

4. Palomino by @fuckyeahdindjarin (jack daniels)

Another one of my comfort fics, cowboy jack is truly something else and a threat of giving me a heart attack. This fic is charming, the mutual pining is everything and I have no idea what I would do without it.

5. Mutual by @the-scandalorian (din djarin)

This is just one of those stories that makes me feel so much. I love Din in this, I love their relationship and how they come together. The drabble for the series absolutely wrecked my heart. It's hot, it's emotional and reader is one I can relate to. Just perfect.

𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔:

Celestial Navigation by @write-and-buried (dieter bravo)

The storytelling and world-building here is phenomenal. One of my favorite Dieter's and the fact that this is a coffee shop AU makes it even better. I will never forget the dirty talking in this, NEVER.

Adversity by @the-ginger-hedge-witch (ezra & frankie morales)

One of my favorite westerns to date, I love the combination of ezra and frankie and adore the way their relationship grows when a third is added. The writing is amazing and one of those fics I can't simply read forever.

Meant to be by @radiowallet (oberyn martell)

I honestly think that I don't scream about this one enough. Cat manages to show paintings with nothing but words and the story, the arranged marriage, the soulmates, everything about it is beautiful.

Darkroom Din by @honestly-shite

I love the details in this one of my other favorite Din's to read, the atmosphere and tension are so vivid in my head that I could legit feel it in my heart, just excellent.

𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐬

Still of the Night by @foli-vora (frankie morales)

This one sends chills down my spine, the raw fear and emotion this fic has are outstanding and memorable. I still have the scene with the radio locked in my head, giving me a good little fear when nighttime rolls around. (and the adorable chip is a huge bonus)

2. Like a Moth To the Flame by @the-scandalorian (din djarin)

Monster Din is one of the best creations and I adore him. The word you built with this one is so vivid and as I said before whenever it rains I think about them, monster!din going on a hunt lives rent-free in my mind, and the scene where reader is taking a dip in the lake.

3. Postcards by @write-and-buried (joel miller)

Reading this gave me goosebumps, everything that happens in it feels so real and I love how tense everything feels from chapter one. One of the joel fics that inspire me the most.

4. Reflective by @prolix-yuy (max phillips)

I screamed about this to you multiple times but honestly, this two-parter lives rent-free in my head. Especially the scene after reader leaves, absolutely horrifying and sexy, best of both worlds.

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟/𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞

Homecoming by @astroboots (frankie morales, santiago garcia)

Ah yes, homecoming. My second biggest comfort fic. It seriously helped me through a lot and everything about it I love. One of my favorite portrayals of Santiago, I relate to him a ridiculous amount and this series will forever live in my heart.

2. Stranger At My Gate by @leslie-lyman (pero tovar)

This is the perfect holiday/winter read. I love this one a not-so-normal amount, it gives me all the feels, laughter, and all the good warm fuzzy feelings. I love the story-telling, the magic, and your pero I adore.

3. Learning curves by @ezrasbirdie (frankie morales)

I read this when I wasn't in such a good place mentally and I swear that it healed me. The emotion, the fluff, the angst, all of it combined in this masterpiece of a series. I feel seen with this one and will never forget the frankie x benny x reader threesome. Live rent free in my head always.

4. Like a River by @radiowallet (marcus moreno, frankie morales)

I remember reading this like it was yesterday. The way their relationship blooms and forms despite the awkward moments is stunning and the way you thread everything together is outstanding. Again, like with all your works, I am in awe of your talent of making the reader able to literally see what you're describing.

Calculated Risks by @pedrito-friskito (dieter bravo)

This fic is the perfect friends-to-lovers story to me, I love the fact that it grew into something more after a one shot and the way you have written their relationship growing and evolving is heartwarming. One of my favorite Dieter's.

𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔:

Desires & Complications by @ezrasbirdie (marcus pike & dave york)

Reading this was an amazing treat, I loved every bit of it. The way Marcus called dave for help, the way Marcus realizes things about his sexuality, I love this one with all my heart. I never thought about Marcus & Dave before and this fic just opened my eyes. So emotional and comforting.

A Room With A View by @absurdthirst (zach wellinson)

The first Zach fics I read and it was amazing. I love how they spontaneously meet and reading how Zach slowly regains his confidence thanks to reader's kindness. Zach's shower I will never forget.

𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭/𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

Funny Girl by @radiowallet (dieter bravo)

The first fic I read of yours and it was love at first sight. The ending is still with me and the storytelling is something I take inspiration from when writing my own work. Loved the details, the enemies to lovers, the angst, the smut-- One of my faves for sure.

2. Between the Raindrops by @jazzelsaur (frankie morales)

The emotions this one makes me go through are such an amazing ride. The characterization, the way you tie everything together is true craftsmanship and I am here for it. This series brought me near to tears despite the fact that I still haven't finished it yet (which is a crime) It's one of the most amazing things I read and Ellie (and you ofc) really inspired me to write my own ofc's.

3. you're somebody else @foli-vora (marcus pike )

Thinking about the betrayal in this one still makes my chest ache not gonna lie. Absolutely brutal but yet also intriguing, love the way you've written Marcus here, it's one of those stories that makes your mind crawl back to it

4. Red Flags Masterlist by @astroboots & @thirstworldproblemss (moonknight)

This one is absolutely one of my favorite Moonknight fics, the characterization is superb, the feeling and emotion this one has got me every time. It made me laugh multiple times and also made me worry about what might happen. Stunning writing and perfect in every way

5. One Step at a Time by @foli-vora (pero tovar)

This fic has lived in my mind rent free ever since I read it. I adore your Pero here and how they slowly learn to trust one another. This one isn't completed yet but I just cant wait to read more.

Click here for part 2 !

[jshookthighs]

So, I don't know how inspired you'd be to write something about this.

But, dates up top of Willie's radio station?

I could see a lot of cuddling, just talking about everything and nothing. Perhaps some ✨spice✨ if you feel it? 👀

Hello friends! I am not dead! I am so sorry this took me forever to write, and the sucky thing is that I'm not actually done with it but I didn't want to keep ya'll waiting any longer so in the meantime please enjoy what I have so far and hopefully I'll have the whole fic done soon - WARNING: it will be spicy so yeehaw

God I am so tired from finals lol

ANYWAYS:

Cuddles at The Radio Station

If he takes you to the radio station roof - congratulations! You are a very special person! That place is his safe haven, his secret place where he feels like he can be himself, and to be able to share that with another individual means that he trusts you a great deal

Oh boy oh boy oh boy I can really imagine lil picnic lunch dates where you lay out a blanket and pack a basket with both your favorite treats

Stargazing at night - one time he brought a telescope he found and you both took turns looking out into the night sky and trading ideas about what lies outside this universe

Best cuddle spot outside of the bedroom. While it sounds a little uncomfortable to hold each other while laying on the cold concrete but not to worry hun, Corey’s got ya’ll covered cause he always packs the thickest and warmest blanket he owns. He’ll lay it out nice and pretty before sitting himself down and positioning himself into a good position before reaching both his arms out, gesturing you to come near. The second he feels you against his fingers, he’s tugging you down on top of his frame, holding you close and tight, nose burying into your hair. And finally, finally, he relaxes. All his sadness and anger and grief washes away once he has your weight keeping him together

Probably where you both say you love each other for the first time

It’s also the place where you both have your most serious conversations, the cold rooftop coaxing out every burdening trouble and bringing you both closer

It gets emotional up there so you really can’t be surprised that every radio station date ends in making out or even more. While it’s public, Corey knows it’s just secluded enough that he’s ok sharing you and your body with the world. I mean, he knows it’ll only be him knowing about this dirty secret of ya’lls - if anyone was to discover you in that vulnerable position? Uh yeah no they’re 100% dead. This is the only time he’ll get freaky outside of the house. But don’t forget sweetheart, you gotta be quiet

The red blinking light of the tower fades in and out, every beat illuminating the soft features of Corey’s face in bright crimson beams. The weight of his head feels comforting in your lap, your fingers combing through the curly tresses. In the stillness of the night, all you both can hear is the chirping of crickets and the rhythmic in and out of each other’s breaths. It’s times like this when time seems to stop and the only people in the world are you and him. The radio station once Corey’s beacon of hope, is now also the perfect date spot. It had been hours now, just the two of you huddled close talking about everything and nothing, completely slipping from the present and into your own world. In the silence of it all, you can’t help but stare and admire Corey’s face as he lies there: eyes shut and content. He truly is beautiful. Long dark eyelashes dust the tops of his high cheekbones, his nose slants at the perfect angle, and his lips, all soft and puffy, make you reach out with your other hand to trace. The gentle touch causes his lid to flutter open, showing the dark pools of obsidian you love so much. Carefully, he grasps your wrist and holds your hand tight against his cheek, sighing dreamily at the sensation of your warmth.

Your stare doesn’t waver for a second, so afraid to blink and miss anything he does. Corey cocks his head to the side and chuckles. “What? Is there something on me?” His own hand reaches up to feel if there was some sort of crumb from your dinner of pb&j sandwiches left on his face. You smile warmly. “I just love you so much.” Your words are calm and strong. Pink floods his cheeks and the tips of his ears as high eyebrows shoot up in surprise. He’s speechless for a moment, silence swallowing you both once again. Corey just looks at you, eyes widened and alert causing you to feel fear creep up your spine. Did you mess up? Did you say it too soon? You got to apologize, hoping to not of rushed him. But then, in a moment, he shoots up so that his eyes are even with yours, the tips of your noses brushing together. “Say it again.” He whispers it so carefully, so desperately, so afraid to shatter the quiet. You look back and forth between dark brown irises, your heart melting.

Your hands come up to cup both sides of his cheeks and hold him steady. “I love you, Corey.” A noise, a whimper, rips from his throat before he reaches up, gripping the back of your head and pulling you in, lips colliding in a frenzy. You can feel him quivering as he pushes and pulls your body, trying to force you and himself closer together. It’s not enough. He wants, no, needs to feel you. In an instant, he’s shoving you down until your back hits the soft blanket below, the desperate kisses refusing to end. The second you try to pull back to breathe, he’s whining and chasing after you like he’d die if he didn’t feel your soft lips against his. Teeth and tongue clash and swirl together until you forget where you were. Cold hands rifle their way up your shirt, hopelessly dancing up and down your sides, causing goosebumps to ripple on your skin.

After what seems like a lifetime, Corey releases your lips, a thin trail of saliva breaking as you both pant and gasp for much-needed air. Having oxygen back in your lungs, you can finally feel his entire weight on your frame, pressing every inch of his body to yours. Your legs spread to accommodate his hips and immediately you can feel him pressing against your crotch. You look up at Corey and it’s as if time stops. In the dark of the night, the red light of that radio tower fades in and out, illuminating the soft features of his face. But he doesn’t look like that angelic being you saw earlier resting his weary head upon your lap, no, Corey looks like a hungry animal, starving for your everything. “I need you.” He states it almost like a command, but you can hear that little tone where it seems like he’s asking. Asking if he could take you right then and there. And God, do you need him too. Hand sliding up his chest, you ball the collar of his shirt in your fist and yank him down into a frenzied kiss. Pushing him away for a moment you give him a definite answer. “Then take me, Corey.”

[madangel19]

I have been given Power (Keos Phone) again haha

"Can you carry me to Bed" with honestly whoever you like because everything you write is Top Tier

Ahhh, that's so fucking sweet of you to say :'D Maaan, that means a lot to me. Thank you for sending in these asks. You're the best ^-^

Alright, fic time! This prompt is just perfect for Mountain and Aurora sweetness X3

Word Count: 697

Warnings: None, just a lot of fluff and one mention of spicy stuff (nothing too extreme)

Another late movie night had come and gone, leaving Mountain alone with a drowsy Aurora whose head rested in his lap. It was one of those slow romantic movies. The new ghoulette was fascinated by the movie for the first hour, but after some time, she had grown tired and cuddled up to him. The rest of the pack had left in small groups, leaving Mountain alone with Aurora. 

He was petting her hair when he yawned loudly. It was getting late. He looked down at Aurora and smiled at how cute she looked. The ghoulette chittered softly and looked up at him with a sleepy smile.

“Is the movie over already?” She asked.

“It’s been over for a while, Rory. We gotta get to bed,” Mountain replied, cupping her cheek. The ghoulette trilled happily, leaning into his touch with a blissful expression. Her tail entwined with his as she playfully nibbled on his palm.

“Can you carry me to bed? I’m so sleepy,” she said, opening her eyes to give him a pleading look. He had seen this look plenty of times with his packmates. He should have been immune to such a sweet sight, but he couldn’t resist her. She was so warm and cozy and something within was telling him that he wanted to carry her back to his room. The power of multi ghouls was scary sometimes.

“Of course, Princess. Do you want me to take you to your room or my room?” He asked as he pulled her into his arms and stood up with ease. The ghoulette chittered softly before wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling his cheek. She really was like a princess sometimes.

“I’d like to go to your room, please. I’ve never been in there,” she chimed, pointing in the direction of his room. 

“Sounds like a plan,” he said as he carried her over to his room. 

They passed by the closed doors of some of his packmates and he heard the familiar nighttime activities they were up to. A part of him wanted that, but it looked like he was just going to get something different but just as sweet. Sometimes, just sleeping with and cuddling a beloved member of his pack was enough for him.

They got to his door and he opened it, stepping into his room. There wasn’t much to it besides his king sized bed, a few wardrobes and multiple tables that were littered with a wide assortment of his favorite plants and flowers. It always smelled heavenly in his room. Aurora perked up at the smells and she sniffed the air with a content sigh.

“It smells nice. Like you,” she said.

“Thanks,” Mountain replied as he carried her over to the bed and sat her down. 

She continued to chirp and chitter in delight as she immediately crawled under his multitude of blankets until she was consumed by the bed. Mountain watched the lump that was her move around until her head poked out amongst the pillows. She was too cute and that strange force was quickly pulling him in.

“It’s so big! Come join me!” She chimed, gesturing for her to join him.

Mountain smiled as he took his shirt off and went over to the side of the bed. He lifted the sheets and got in next to her. The ghoulette smiled sweetly at him before crawling into his arms. She fit perfectly in his embrace as he held her. 

“This was a fun night. Thanks for cuddling with me on the couch, Mounty,” Aurora cooed, reaching up to caress the side of his face. Mountain’s eyes grew heavy with fatigue at her touch. Was this her doing? It had to be, but he couldn’t complain. It had been a long day and he needed some good sleep.

“Thank you for joining me, Rory. I’ll see you in the morning, yeah?” He whispered, his eyelids getting heavier by the second.

“Of course you’ll see me in the morning. Sweet dreams, big buy,” the ghoulette whispered back before pecking him on the cheek.

Mountain smiled, drifting to sleep as he listened to her hum a gentle lullaby.

[amoebaforce]

Heya! I've been really enjoying your writing and wanted to ask for some hc of wol x thancred x emet selch. I just think those two hate each other so much but you can't make me choose only ONE. Have a nice day btw :).

this is possibly the funniest trio you could have asked for, and i thank you for it, anon! this was fun to write (though i did come to the realization that there's almost NO gifs of these two together!!).

fluff at first, but things get spicy under the cut :)

pairing: Thancred Waters x gn!WoL x Emet-Selch tags: fluff, established relationship, polyamory, bickering, a little jealousy perhaps, NSFW (mdni), threesome, oral (m receiving), penetrative sex, begging

The WoL is inevitably sandwiched between their partners every morning. Usually, Thancred’s playing big spoon on one side, while Emet-Selch’s sprawling limbs encroach from the other. Thancred sleepily swats at the Ascian’s hands when they loll toward him, as if warding a fly away. When Emet wakes to the sensation, he grumbles something about “hogging” and rolls closer on purpose.

You won’t hear the WoL complaining, though. There are much worse ways to emerge from a slumber, and the men are pleasant alarms, letting their lips and hands glide over the Warrior’s skin until all three are wide awake.

Yes, the WoL savors these slow, easy mornings, mostly because they seem to be the only moments in which their boyfriends aren’t actively bickering.

There is a subtle but ever-present air of competition between Thancred and Emet. They don’t outright fight over the Warrior — they’re both content enough to share — but they do try to outdo each other sometimes. 

If Thancred holds a door, Emet rushes to hold the next one. If Emet takes the trio on a trip, Thancred pays for every dinner. And of course, they’re quipping and japing at each other the whole time.

“See, darling, I told you the beach would be nice this time of year,” Emet hums to the Warrior. “Beaches are always nice in the summer, bell-end,” Thancred says from behind his sunglasses. Later, when Thancred falls asleep sunbathing, Emet uses sunscreen to draw a dick on his chest.

And, of course, their competition can’t help but spill over into the bedroom. They never sleep with the WoL individually — always together, and always with some kind of game happening between them.

Emet likes to use the Warrior’s mouth while Thancred fucks them from behind. The Ascian coos delicious little encouragements at both of them, trying to push Thancred into coming first.

“Doesn’t our beloved look so sweet like this?” Emet asks, hands fisted in the WoL’s hair. “Drooling and cock-drunk. Did you know their eyes roll back when you’re hilted?”

The WoL proves Emet right as Thancred groans and buries himself inside them. “Not fair,” Thancred grits out. “You’re making them clench up.” Emet laughs and purposefully gags the Warrior on his cock, sending a jolt to their core that makes them clench even harder. Thancred swears as he loses control and releases so hard his legs shake.

But Thancred has his own tricks, too. He knows Emet loves it when the Warrior begs, and he plays accordingly. When Emet is the one hilt-deep inside them, Thancred is a brutal tease.

He’ll kneel before their face and stroke himself slowly, letting the Warrior see his arousal drip. When they whine impatiently, licking their lips, Thancred merely smiles and cups their face in one calloused hand. “What was that, baby?” he asks. “If you want something, you have to ask properly.”

“Please,” the WoL keens. “Please, please, please let me taste you!” Emet shudders, hands tightening on their hips as he pumps into them. Thancred hums, as if considering his answer, but he’s really watching a vein protrude on the Ascian’s temple. He shrugs and looks back to the Warrior. “I don’t know, baby — do you deserve it?” he presses.

The WoL dissolves into babbles. “Yes, yes, please-please-please–” It’s too much for Emet. He growls out a warning, and Thancred knows he’s won this round. He finally relents, slipping his cock into the Warrior’s mouth as the Ascian slams his hips against theirs. Emet’s brutal pace stutters as he unravels, spilling until his spend is leaking down the Warrior’s thighs.

Thancred snickers as Emet pants through his aftershocks. “What a mess you’ve made. Would you like to switch, Emet, so our darling can clean you off?”

[theintrovertbean]

Rules & Masterlist

Because we love an organized page full of loving women.

Rules:

The stuff I will not write:

Anything that promotes discrimination (homophobia, transphobia, racism, sexism, etc.)

Characters that are any other species than humans (wolves, creatures with tentacles, etc.) Vampires, I might consider I grew up watching Twilight

Violence, pedophilia, zoophilia, animal abuse, body shaming, sexual harassment/sexual assault

Character death and dead bodies

Characters that are not Nadia. Sorry, I haven't read the other routes, but I might do it later. For now, this blog worships only one Goddess. (It does not mean that a character can't appear for a scene or a few sentences. Like, Portia can totally enter Nadia's room during a scene to take out the teacups or something.)

Things I will consider:

Smut. I spent my entire teenage years reading NSFW content, and I have written smut before (I'm actually writing some Nadia smut right now, idk if I'll ever post it), but it's just ehh. I'm trying, but my smut is boring as hell. Still, if someone has a request, I can try, but I can't promise anything. Spicy headcanons are more than okay. Of course, sex should always be consensual, so please, ask according to that. I love NSFW headcanons, so send as many as you'd like. I've changed my mind. You can send me smut requests.

Serious topics. There are certain things like mental illnesses, nightmares, etc. If the request promotes healing and personal growth, then I will do it. Just look at my Do you ever feel lonely? series. Think of something like that.

I mostly write about gender-neutral reader/MC, but they can be any gender. They are always at least 18 years old. I do not wish to promote any hate or hurt anyone.

I'm a human too, so please, keep things civilized. Saying thanks is always nice. If a request is, well, troublesome, I will probably just delete it.

Masterlist:

Headcanons:

Bike girl Nadia

Nadia with an MC who still has red plague symptoms

Devil!MC x Nadia NSFW headcanons

Nadia x cheater MC headcanons

Nadia and Chandra bonding with MC and their familiar headcanons

Jealous Nadia headcanons

Nadia x Icy MC

Nadia with an MC who is Lucio's sibling

Nadia x Disliked MC

Modern AU Nadia's career

Nadia x Fem!MC, who is horny all the time

Drunk Nadia headcanons

Nadia's reaction to MC standing up for her

Nadia Satrinava headcanons

Nadia calling dibs on MC

Nadia x Shy Reader

Nadia and MC's arguments

Nadia with an MC who has motion sickness

Nadia with an MC who has vitiligo

Nadia kink headcanons post 1/Nadia kink headcanons post 2 (they're the same, but the first one didn't work appear for many people)

The animal wing

Nadia with an MC who has low libido post 1/Nadia with an MC who has low libido 2 (same as the previous one because Tumblr hates me)

Grandma Nadi headcanons

Chaotic Nadia headcanons

Mommy? Sorry.

Nadia x MC with mommy issues

Nadia x MC with cat traits

Nadia x Extroverted Fem!Reader

Nadia wedding headcanons

Switch Nadia discussion

Nadia with an MC who has a big, affectionate family discussion

Nadia x quietly angry MC

Nadia x Jealous MC

Nadia x MC who wants a divorce

Submissive!Nadia headcanons

Nadia voice headcanons

Nadia x Astronomer MC

More biker Nadia headcanons

Nadia x MC who prefers living at their shop

Nadia's reaction to MC's parents disapproving of her

Sugar Mommy Nadia headcanons

Nadia x MC who mimics animal noises

Nadia x MC who apologizes a lot

Nadia as a retail worker

Nadia x Elf MC

Nadia x F!Chubby MC with low self-esteem

(It was getting too long, I had to put a break here)

Nadia x MC who wants a divorce part 2: The return

Nadia x an MC with a thirst for knowledge

Nadia x MC who freezes when they're flustered

Nadia x MC who is painfully oblivious

How Nadia realized that she loves MC

Nadia is an obsessive partner (essay, I guess?)

Nadia's reaction to receiving a 16th century ring that unfolds into an astronomical sphere

Nadia is Sleeping Beauty

Nadia and physical touch + a little guide to comforting her from someone who also tends to withdraw

Nadia is a rich girl

Nadia x MC who knew Nazali before meeting Nadia

Nadia wet dreams headcanons

Nadia x Muscular MC

Nadia x MC who can't take things seriously

Smut, oneshots, etc:

The Devil never sleeps

The Pain Behind Her Eyes (Cheater Nadia x MC)

Everything That a Countess Needs

The Night is Ours (smut)

Spellbound Desires (smut)

Real (Nadia x Reader smut)

Love in Bloom (Nadia x Dara)

Wounds of Magic, Scars of Love (Nadia x Dara) series

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Do you ever feel lonely? oneshot series (Nadia x MC):

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Other works:

Which Satrinava siblings are married/in a relationship (in my opinion)

The Arcana Main Six + MC as The Phantom of The Opera Characters

Main 6 as nicknames I call my gf

Some things about my OC

Satrinava family's reaction to finding out that MC died and came back to life

The Main Six and the types of movies/series they'd act in

Main 6 and the types of high heels they'd wear

Main 6 and the kitchen duties I'd task them with

Main 6 watching Saltburn

Main 6 x Dara relationship dynamics

If one of the links isn't working, please, feel free to let me know!

The masterlist will be updated in the future.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Before we begin there are a few things that need to be said first. Firstly Happy belated Halloween! I hope you had a wonderful holiday. Secondly, congratulations on finishing kinktober. It's quite an undertaking so be proud of yourself for following through, all while doing a number of wild, spicy requests for us! Finally I love your new header, it's very fitting.

With that out of the way, I'm glad you liked my little follow-up, I'm very weak to scenarios where stern and serious characters can just goof off and be silly for a little while. The second scenario is almost done (I am a very slow writer), so I should be able to send it in at the end of the day. I also had some inspiration for something from the Diluc X Demon Reader ask, so hopefully that annon won't mind if I add-on to their idea.

Lastly, can you please elaborate a bit on what you mean by winter themed asks? I'm not sure what to make of it exactly, so some clarification would be appreciated. Anyway, take care and happy writing.🌸

Thank you so much! This year was a little hectic, but very fun! I was able to hand out candy for the second time in my life and it was exciting!

I am both proud and also a little shocked that I was actually able to write everything, even finishing up one last request the night before Halloween hksdgdksj. It was a wild two months but I learned a lot from my experience. I'm glad you like the new header! I wanted some sort of snowy gif because I just find snow so calming and charming ❄️

Ofc, your writing is lovely and goofy scenarios like that are always fun. It's nice to read wholesome content like that every once in a while. And please, take all of the time that you need! I assure you that myself and everyone else who enjoys your submissions is willing to wait for them. I'm also sure that anon won't mind at all! Personally, I think it's really cool for people to bounce off of each other's ideas and come up with all sorts of fun inspo :3

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Yeah sure! So when I thought of what a winter theme might be, I was mostly picturing anything related to snow, ice, winter festivals, Christmas (since that's the only winter holiday that I have ever celebrated), New Year's, or anything else that you might associate with the colder months

Examples: Freminet teaching the reader how to ice skate. Having a snowball fight with Kaeya. Taking a bike ride with Mikey on Christmas. New Year's kiss headcannons. Having soft sex while it snows outside. Cuddling by the fireplace during a snow storm. Baking holiday cookies. Literally just, taking a walk during a cold day. Sledding, skiing, skating, building snow sculptures, etc etc

I'm willing to be flexible with this theme as well, so really anything that you could work into a request that screams "winter" to you is acceptable! I hope that helps a bit?

[hebimoonlightwrites]

C...can I request a spicy one-shot with Jakurai and fem! s/o where he found out that she has a daddy kink but was too shy to tell him about this because she was afraid he would be disgusted? *explodes because it's too much to ask*

It's okay if you are not comfortable with something like that!! Have a nice day!

Writer's corner: Hahha! Omg! Nobody has ever asked me to write things like this! (so sorry then if it's not perfect!) Also, of course you can! Please, though, let me know if there's something I should fix. Since nobody has ever requested me something like this, it will probably be imperfect! Just give me a feedback when you can, darl~♥ Enjoy♥

s/o's pronouns: SHE/HER

Words: 1026

Warnings: NSFW (MINORS, PLEASE, DO NOT INTERACT); DADDY KINK, SUBMISSIVE MC...

⭐"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬.."⭐

Jakurai is such a loving and kind man!

And of course he's also a good partner and, most importantly, he's very understanding. What he really cares about is to make his dear s/o content. To give her what she dreams about and to make all her dreams come true! That's why he planned to be the gentlest gentleman possible with his sweet s/o during their first night of passion. And, let's be honest, it really went smooth and gentle. It felt good, and she looked satisfied even if a little embarrassed. As Jakurai saw her cute blush and her heavy breath, he couldn't help but giggled and kissed her forehead sweetly. He tought she was incredibly cute while blushing in embarrassment.. He thought that she was one of the most innocent and purest woman he had even met in his life!..

How wrong he was...!

Of course he could have never imagined that actually his cute s/o was someone who liked it rough and.. had a Daddy kink~ I mean.. look at her eyes! Look at her cute expression and her soothing voice! She's not definitely like the other women! She's a cute and small angel!... Well... wrong!! I'm not saying that s/o thought that her first time with her sweet doctor was not good enough.. that it wasn't satisfying.. but in deep she knew that she would have liked it to be more... uhm.. particular; she would have preferred him softly pulling her hair and giving her exciting orders... him addressing himself as daddy and then hearing her nodding and saying "Yes, daddy...". The only thought would be able to give s/o shivers down her spine. But actually.. Jakurai didn't know about it. He didn't know that his sweet darling had a daddy kink. But how could she tell Jakurai about the truth? What kind of words could she use to tell him about her secret!? It would have been so embarrassing!!... And in her opinion Jakurai would have been so shocked and disgusted! That's what s/o would think.

But how exactly would Jakurai discover about s/o's kink? I'm sure he would realize it during one of their passionate nights. Someway he would understand that s/o likes it rought.. that she prefers to have a daddy in front of her, someone ordering her what to do and telling her that she's a good girl while petting her head. Jakurai would softly smile and caress her chin. He then would whisper: "My love... Why didn't you tell me before...?". The doctor would act gently, caressing his sweet s/o's hair, trying to make her as much comfortable as he could. S/o on the other hand would blush and look around trying to avoid his look. She would feel very embarrassing about herself.. " B-Because..", she would hesitantly whisper: "I thought you would have been disgusted.. Maybe even disappointed...". Jakurai's hands would keep caressing her skin, movint gently on her smooth arms and then down to her thighs. Suddenly he then would look at her eyes with a mischevious look as he would grab her thighs roughly in response, opening her legs. S/o would gasp in surprise and blush: "J-Jakurai...?!"

"You're so fool, my sweet baby...", he would answer with a low but hot whisper.

That's when Jakurai would push her body closer to his one. S/o would gasp again in surprise and then would blush heavily. She could feel her heart beating faster and a strange warmth into her own chest. Her breath would be heavier and louder, echoing in the darkness of the bedroom. Jakurai would soon pressed his lips on hers, moving them roughly and opening his mouth. His tongue would soon reach hers and would dance with hers, giving shivers down s/o's back. It's useless to say that his hands would explore her body passionately, caressing each inch of those parts of it she thinks are imperfect... like her thighs or hips. Soon Jakurai would hear some moans and noises of pleasure coming from her. That's when he'd smirk and chuckle in the kiss, still caressing her body; she would have fun, wouldn't she?

"MH!-", suddenly s/o's eyes would widen as she would feel his teeth nibbling on her lips, while keeping her body pressed against his one and against the mattress. Jakurai would then break the kiss and bite his own lips: "You want to play this game with daddy, don't you...? Hehe.. You really want to feel veeery good, right? Well, then... Let's play together, my sweet baby..". That's when Jakurai would soon start undressing her, keeping kissing her passionately, nibbling on her soft and cute neck and, occasionally, leaving her some hickeys. His hands would keep caressing her body and soon would touch her intimately. Of course he would get a small gasp and a slight moan in response and that's when he'd start chuckling: "It feels great... No, my darling...? Hehe.. Relax, baby... Here.. What a good girl you are...". Then he would keep touching her thighs and soon her secret sweet part.. and nibbling on her ear, getting some cute noises in response; but those noises would be kind of repressed by her, just like if she would keep feeling too embarrassed to let them out loudly. "Come on, baby.. Don't be shy.. Let your daddy hear your sweet noises, hehe~... Come on... Come... On!", as he'd touch her faster, he'd see her breath getting heavier.. Her body trembling... Her getting goosebumps and shivers down her back.. And finally her moans getting louder than before.  "G-great... That's my woman.. My sweet baby... Daddy is proud of you.. But... Don't you dare to look away from me!", he then would pull her hair- still carefully, because he doesn't want to hurt her- and would force her to look at his eyes. He then would kiss her again and soon would nibble on her ears before whispering: "Don't you dare to cum just now..." He then would undress himself and would pull her hair again, looking at her eyes with a mischevious look and a smirk..

"This is only the beginning.. games aren't not over yet for daddy and his sweet baby~..."

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