#foo fighters x reader

[byakuyacoochie]

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Characters: Jolyne, Ermes, Foo Fighters, Weather Report & Anasui

Summary: You decide to play a prank by pretending to send a scandalous picture.

A/N: Please forgive me if this seems too ooc I don't have a good feel for these characters yet.

[aishnico]

#𝘿𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝙂𝙍𝙊𝙃𝙇: 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦

» summary: after an exhausting day, you felt like all heavy lifts were leaving your body when you saw your husband and daughter together playing

» word count: 1.3k

» warnings: none, just pure fluff, a little bit of nsfw content, lord of the rings content, grammar issues

there's nothing like coming home to your beloved ones after an exhausting day. and your heart melted when you saw your husband and your daughter playing one of the most iconic scenes of 'return of the king', where eowyn kills the lord of the nazgul.

when dave came back from the tour, your daughter clung to him like there was no tomorrow, and she refused to let him move at the moment. she was kind of offended by him because according to her, he was gone for too long. he promised to spend a lot of time both with her and you. so here we are, watching their little play. and you decided to watch them silently.

dave was approaching a toy horse with a large dragon plush between his legs. you couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. he was wearing a silver colored helmet which was made from cardboard with thorns. at the area where his eyes and mouth were colored in black. meanwhile, your daughter was wearing a simple silver helmet, only her eyes could be seen. which is also made from cardboard. your daughter then stood in front of her horse with her sword. "i will kill you if you touch him!" she hissed at him.

"do not come between a nazgul and his prey..." he spoke with a deep raspy voice. he then shoved his dragon quickly towards her. but she was fast enough to hit its head with her sword. he then fell to the ground, and she grabbed her cardboard shield. after he shot a glance at her he got up. swinging his morning star it was a plastic black ball with little thorns on it, and was tied with a rope while walking towards her. he quickly started to swing it towards her carefully, he didn't want to harm her, even slightly and make squeak noises. he hit her shield and it fell on the floor.

she was on the ground now, looking frightened. "you fool, no man could kill me." he said before holding her throat, not squeezing it. suddenly, you found a little sword on floor and after grabbing it you slightly hit your husband's back.

Your daughter (completely unbothered when you joined them) got up and took out her helmet, revealing her long, brown hair. "i am no man." she said before hitting his head slightly. he let out a squeak again and fell to the floor. she then approached you. "mommy, you saved me!" she ran up to you and hugged you tightly. you couldn't help but smile and kiss her cheek. "and you, saved thousands of soldiers by killing him!"

"i want a kiss too!" you heard your husband's whine when he took off his helmet. looking at him sweetly while he gets behind you and hugs you two, squeezing tightly. "daddy, can't breathe!" she whined.

"i'll let you go if you'll draw the little play of ours." "fine!" she replied and rushed to upstairs.

"careful there!" you shouted at her. you were now trapped between your husband's arms. tucking your hair strands behind your ear, kissing your forehead. "welcome home, sweetheart." you felt him smile on your head.

"even if i saw you just this morning, i already missed you all." you murmured while burying your head in his chest.

"i prepared a bath for you, go and relax there. after that, we can eat the meal together. she got hungry so she couldn't wait for you. i cooked your favourite, she helped me too!"

"oh dave..." you swore your eyes teared up. "i... love you so much. thank you."

"shh, no need to thank. go and relax now." he gently pushed you before giving you a peck.

you went upstairs and before you entered the bathroom, you peeked in your daughter's room. she was lying on her stomach and drawing what dave had asked her while swinging her legs. you were sure you were all going to watch a cartoon in the living room all night.

you entered the bathroom. after stripping, you entered in hot water. a relaxed sound leaving your mouth. soon you felt like your eyes were going to shut and you couldn't resist anymore.

you heard a knock on the door. you sat properly and waiting for a voice.

"babe? are you alright there?" you heard your husband's worried voice.

"uh, yeah." you responded, but you knew it didn't convince him. "if you don't mind, can you open the door?" he asked. you got up and unlocked the door, not minding to cover your body. not like he hasn't ever seen it.

"let me wash your hair and back." you smiled at him. "thank you babe, but you've already done such things. i'll be at the kitchen after like 10 minutes."

"babe, if you think you're acting like a child or a burden to me, just know you absolutely aren't. i'm willing to help you even in the simplest things." he stated. smiling to you genuinely.

"well then, i wouldn't mind if someone washed my hair." you answered to him while entering the tub again. he sat behind you. grabbing your shampoo and pouring a little on his palm. then rubbing and massaging slowly around your head. You swore a heavy lift was leaving your body. You just enjoyed the moment by relaxing under his touch.

"feeling good honey?" he asked you. you hummed at his question. "you're so good with your hands, baby." "oh yeah? what else i'm good at with my hands?" he chuckled. "hm, playing guitar, cooking?" you answered. "hm, what else ?" you suddenly understood what he meant. "david!" you raised your voice to him and he just laughed. "i'm joking babe!"

soon after you got clean and after drying yourself you were eating the food that was made by your husband and daughter. (you were sure your daughter insisted on adding more salt because she thought it was better) he wanted to talk about your day. but you said it was tough and not even worth talking about. so he was talking about funny memories that he hasn't told you yet from tour. you held yourself from not laughing while the food was inside your mouth. but your eyes got filled because of it.

after finishing the food, he helped you to wash the dishes. he sang you a new song he wrote a couple of days ago. you shared your opinions about it, telling him it would be better if he changed couple of words. but you didn't forget to praise his voice.

you three were lying on the couch now, watching some cartoon you'd find on TV. you were lying your head in your husband's chest while he laid his on yours. whispering sweet nothings to him quietly while he rubs his hand on your waist. his other hand was around your daughter's waist. she already fell asleep. also forgot to show you the drawing she made.

you carefully sat on his lap, wrapping your arms between his neck. and smooching his face with kisses. he couldn't stop giggling. he looked at his peacefully sleeping daughter. he gently pushed her away a little. wrapping both of his hands on your waist.

"you know, i'm so lucky to have both of you." you started. finally resting your head on his shoulder. "i don't, no... i can't even imagine my life without you. you both are my strength, you both are the reason i want to wake up every day. i love you, you can't even imagine it. thank you dave, for everything."

he looked at you confused. "why are you talking like you're leaving or dying? we are not going anywhere." he paused. "well, i may go often but i still come back home to you. you two are my home, and i don't want it to change even if a little bit. i'm willing to do everything to make you both happy. i love you sweetheart." he paused again to pat his daughter's head gently. "i love you too, my little heroine."

soon after, you two fell asleep in each other's embrace.

[you-can-call-me-fangs]

Would like a smut with Foo Fighters x Male!Reader since I wanna know how Foo Fighters does it the first time with our lucky reader and how it lead to it if that's okay. Thank you and have a nice day

Yay! I finished a request for once!

Foo Fighter x Male Reader

Contains: Bimbofication, cum drunk FF, reader goes brain dead for a minute too

"Can we have sex?"

Your eyes went wide from the question. Out of every question that FF could have asked that last one thing you expected it to be was that. 

"So let me get this straight," you started, "you got out of your cell and snuck all the way to the other side of this prison in the middle of the night for sex?"

FF sheepishly scratched the back of her head, slightly embarrassed now. "Well of course it sounds weird when you say it like that, let me rephrase." She took a breath before starting again. "I understand the basics of sex and why people do it, but I just don't get what's so funny about it."

FF looked to you hoping you got why she asked to have sex with you, but that only made less sense. You looked on with an arched a brow at FF's statement not completely following along, and even a little more confused than you were before.

FF started again, "Jolyne and Ermes keeping making these sex jokes that I just don't get and it's starting to annoy me." You nodded your head, making a 'oh, I get it now' face. However, if that's the case then- "Why don't you just ask the girls what's supposedly so funny?" You asked, finishing the rest of your thought aloud

"I already tried that! They just keep saying I wouldn't get it because..."

You could finish the rest for yourself, because she has no experience. It made sense though, FF is a stand after all, why would she have a ton of experience with such a human desire? FF started pouting thinking back to the multiple times when Jolyne and Ermes had shooed FF away like she was a child because she wasn't allowed in on their jokes. With FF making such a cute pouting face you almost couldn't say no to her, but you saw FF more like a friend than a fuck buddy, would something like this really work? FF looked over to you, trying to get a gauge based on your expression, she already sensed the answer you were going to give her. You locked eyes with FF, she was giving you this pleading puppy dog look.

"FF-"

"Please! I really wanna know!"

"FF-"

"It's knowledge that I don't have yet, I have to understand it! Please!" FF begged cutting you off again. FF had intertwined her hands together giving you the biggest saddest puppy dog eyes she could muster. You sat there contemplating FF's request for several minutes the whole time FF hadn't moved, keeping her eyes on you patiently waiting for your definitive answer. You opened your mouth hesitating to speak. FF continued to look at you expectantly, a blush ghosting over her cheeks making her even cuter and in turn making it harder to say no to her. You thought hard about the situation, seriously thinking over your options.

You didn't have a cellmate at the moment they had gotten into some big fight which landed them in confinement as punishment, so it's not like you had that to worry about. Plus it had to be well past midnight no guards would be roaming around, but you would both still have to be quiet if you two didn't want to get caught. I mean, if I decide to do this, you thought quickly as an after thought, but who were you kidding, you did want to do this. FF wasn't unattractive at all it would be just as much fun for you as it would be for her.

You finally decided to speak again after what felt like forever, "I...I guess I could help you out." You could already see the joy painted across FF's face, you quickly jumped in before she could potentially shout her excitement, giving you both away immediately. "But we'll have to be quiet about it so we don't get caught, alright?" FF snapped her jaw shut as quickly as she could choosing to nod her head in agreement frantically, however the grateful shine never left her eyes. You could practically hear all the thank you's she wanted to say just from looking into her bight sky blue irises.

FF couldn't sit in place anymore opting to spring forward lunging herself at your body and trapping you in a tight hug. As FF pulled away you both couldn't help but notice how much distance FF had closed between the two of you. Instead of wasting anymore time you placed a hand on FF's cheek silently asking for permission. FF gave you a gentle smile and a nod as a response leaning forward to meet you half way.

It started off as a small peck until you kissed her again, longer, and then again, making the next one even longer than the last one. Another extended kiss then another until finally the only time your lips parted was when either of you needed a moment to breathe before going back in. The makeout session bewteen you two intensified quicker than you expected, before you knew it your hands were around her waist and FF's were flung around your neck, both of you and hot and blushing. The kissing itself was heated and rather rough now, hardly stopping for a break as your tongues continued to meet.

Your hands gripped FF's clothes, you wanted to rip them off. As if reading your mind FF did it for you, stripping herself down till she wasn't wearing anything at all. Just seeing her in such a state made you want to pick her up and fuck her against the wall, but you had to hold yourself back for now, this was presumably her first time after all. You should at least try to act like you were being gentle with FF. The best place you could think to start then was her pussy, her already wet pussy, she had gotten so turned on just from a few minutes of heated kissing. You wasted no time in getting to her puffy pink cunt, pratically inviting you in already. FF opened her legs for getting the jist of what you wanted her to do next. Using two fingers you opened up her lips and connected your mouth to her wasting no time at all. The feeling of arousal was immediate for FF. She stopped herself from moaning out just in time, clenching her jaw shut.

FF hovered her hands in front of her unsure of what to do with them. You continued eating her out somewhat oblivious to the small predicament she was in. You hadn't expected FF to taste so good, to make the moment feel all the more enthralling just the reminder that you are the first and only person to have ever touched or even seen FF in such a lewd state made her taste even sweeter on your tongue. You kept licking at her wet flushed lips sticking your tongue in, immediately getting a half concealed moan as your reward. You licked up until you reached her clit flicking your tongue over it then sucking. FF almost couldn't hold herself back anymore, bucking her hips to your mouth, her legs starting to quiver from the wave of ecstasy. As all these feelings were overflowing inside FF she let out an abrupt moan, which she quickly cut off by clasping her hand over her mouth forcing any more sounds that might come out back down.

You kept using your mouth to play with her clit, almost guiltly enjoying seeing FF struggle to keep herself together from all the pleasure you were elicting from her. FF could barely hold herself back from moaning out loud, tears threatening to fall from the corner of her eyes, drool sliding down the corner of her mouth. Even her brain felt as if it was getting blurry with want.

FF's skin was hot all over and she was no doubt blushing a deep red on her face for you to see. FF had never felt this way before. FF wasn't even aware you could feel this way before, the experience was new and different for her but in the best way possible. FF could and wanted to keep going like this for as long as she could handle. Maybe a few hours? Maybe until the sun started to rise? Or maybe you could just keep going, keep going even when FF felt like she couldn't take anymore yet you would still just continue to play with her as if you didn't have a single care about stopping any time soon. FF could feel something rise in her, she felt like a balloon that was close to bursting, she couldn't hold this feeling back anymore, FF didn't want you to stop. Unfortunately for her that's exactly what you did next, you stopped.

Wait, you...stopped. Why did you stop? You could see the shock and confusion written on FF's face as her hand quickly came away from her face her lips parted geting ready to yell and question you. You chose to cover FF's mouth with your hand rushing out your next words in a loud whisper.

"I know, I know, but I'm not done yet and I don't want you cumming before we've even gotten to the good part yet." You said practically reading FF's mind. Thankfully this calmed FF down enough to the point where you could see the look in her eye change from shock to curiousity.

Since FF was being so good at staying quiet you decided to reward her in a way by not keeping her in suspense and teasing her any longer with foreplay.

You stood up undoing your belt pulling your pants down and letting your dick spring free, inches from FF's face. Her eyes went wide instantly turning her head this way and that to get full look at your cock as if she was studying it. It was already erect and girthy and flushed a pink color. A prominent vein was poking out along the side as the tip leaked a stream of precum, you were clearly just as turned on she was.

As if on instinct FF started to open her mouth her body already seemingly knowing what to do or what it wanted to do. However you stopped her before her mouth could get around your dick knowing you would be too entranced by the feeling of her warm mouth enveloping you that you wouldn't want her to stop but your desire to fuck FF had become too much to bare now, you couldn't wait any longer.

You grabbed FF by the shoulder pulling her to stand up with you. As soon as she was at her full height you grabbed underneath her thighs and hoisted her up, FF's arms and legs wrapping around you. You guided FF over to the one available wall on the far side of your cell and pressed her up against it, FF hugged you tighter your chests being the first to meet. FF opened her mouth again about to ask you what you planned on doing next with this new position, but before FF could get the words out you stopped her again, but this time not with your hand but with you sliding FF's body down your own just enough so that her still dripping wet cunt slid snugly onto your waiting cock. FF's breathe--luckily?--caught in the back of her throat cutting off the loud moan that wanted to escape. FF had to find a new way to stay quiet now though. FF couldn't use her palm anymore, her hands were too busy being grappled to your back, her nails creating tiny cresent shaped dents in your skin, and they didn't plan on moving anytime soon. So FF did the only thing that flashed through her foggy, and getting foggier, brain; biting down perfectly right on the spot between your neck and shoulder.

The bite was a lot harder than FF would have wanted, causing you to wince from the unexpected pain, but FF was sure that if she didnt act quick an entire wing of a prison would have been alerted as to exactly what you two were doing.

You gave FF a few moments to get used to, and process, the sensation of being full with your cock but the urge to start pumping into her warm tight pussy overtook your body making you start a slow steady pace of lifting FF by her legs up and down on your shaft. Your brain was beginning to turn into a one track mindset, which was, stuffing the whimpering blushing twitching stand in front of you. You barely even began to take notice of the fact that you had picked up your slow pace, moving FF's body as if she weighed nothing and thrusting your hips upward to drill yourself into her as much as you could. FF wasn't given much time to adjust to your dick let alone was she prepared for you to start pounding her and at such a quickening speed. The idea of letting her teeth come loose from digging into your shoulder and asking you to slow down never even occured to her. In fact no thoughts at all were crossing through FF's mind just incoherent half sentences and jumbled words popping into her head and vanishing with each new heavy thrust you did straight to her pussy, her walls clamping down on you to try and keep you from leaving.

Her body's hold on your own tightened along with her nails and teeth too, she was getting that feeling again. The feeling of something bubbling up inside of her, close to bursting. Don't...stop, was all FF could think to herself, the words never even made it out of her mouth. She was only capable of sounds now, long drawn out moans and a blubbering collage of words that sounded alien when mixed with the drool coming out of her mouth and coating your shoulder.

"Cum..cumming...I'm.." Your sentence, if you could call it that, had fallen apart, too involved in your current action. In all honesty you wanted to keep going even after you came, just keeping pumping load after load inside of FF, but your brain allowed some room for you to remember that there was a person attached to you who, by the way, was experiencing this pleasure filled haze for the first time. You didn't want to overdo it, even though you were pretty sure that line had already been crossed.

You took one of your hands away from the deathgrip you had on FF's leg and pressed your whole hand and arm against the wall behind FF. Knowing you were close you used all your might, literally, forcing FF's back to the wall. With one final thrust forward you buried your dick deeper and deeper, clenching your jaw, groaning as you coated her walls with your cum. You heard FF make a mumbled but still clearly audible high pitched moan. You still kept lazily thrusting into FF, fucking your cum deeper into her, as if your body didn't want to stop yet. You kept this up for bit as you officially came down from your high, sadly having to stop thrusting to give your body a breather.

FF no longer felt that pressuring build up inside of her anymore the feeling had bursted along with you just as she figured it would, cumming is what you had called it, right? FF felt unusually giddy at the knowledge that she had cum for the first time. Her teeth finally unhinged themself from your shoulder, but still not leaving from the crook of your neck, a euphoric smile forming on her lips, FF couldn't help but start giggling.

As you stood there catching your breath you heard FF's drunken sounding laugh as her body relaxed in your arm, you brought your other arm from the wall back down to grab her leg again and hold her up properly once more.

"FF...FF?" No response aside from FF continuing to giggle with a few hiccups breaking in between.

With no reply the best way you could think to get her attention was to do a quick a bounce of her body poking your dick in and out of her once more, jolting FF to the present. FF finally let go of your shoulder sitting up right in your arms getting a good look at her.

Her lipstick had turned into lip gloss shining with the help of her saliva coating her lips and dripling down the corner of her mouth. You could even see red specks of blood too. You didn't even want to see the damage that had been done to your shoulder although you could guess that there was now a sizeable bite mark engraved on you. Her bright blue eyes had gotten even brighter, if that were possible, her hair was disheveled and her cheeks were bright red.

"Again, again," FF chorused in wistful voice.

"I think you've had about as much as you could handle, FF," you said looking her up and down with a playful smirk.

"No, no. More, learn more." FF slurred, the words coming out stringed together and sloppy.

"FF-"

"Again!"

"FF-"

"More!"

You sighed, she was totally brain dead now and she was definitely going to be zero help on getting her back to her cell before the guards checked to make sure she was there.

[anxious-changeling]

how abt just fluffy moments ( with any character I'm gonna let u pick )

Fluffy Moments With Foo Fighters, Jonathan, and Ghiaccio

;} Hopefully you like this! I’m stepping out of my writers block to write this! Thank you for breaking it even if it’s for a moment or forever!🙏🙏

Foo Fighters

Sleepy Kisses

Foo honestly loves watching you sleep and enjoys the soft rise and fall of each sleep addled breathe. However they enjoy waking you up to soft kisses even more, and they’ll litter your face with them until you wake. When you finally wake up enough to give them soft kisses back they just feel like melting into a puddle of goo. They’ll blush and stammer before going back in to steal another delightfully sleepy and soft kiss. The way you mutter a good morning against their lips definitely doesn’t melt them even more. To them your sleepy kisses are more akin to ambrosia, so much more fulfilling than water.

Blanket Burritos

Sometimes Foo wondered how you could get cold so easily and simultaneously ignore it like it wasn’t happening. Couldn’t you feel the goosebumps rising as you shivered almost constantly? So finally succumbing to the urge Foo ushered you to the bed piled with many soft blankets. They were tired of seeing you cold so they’d make you warm, and so with great gentleness they wrapped you up. They adores your smile from the blanket burrito as you finally seemed warm.

Starry Eyes

The first thing Foo saw upon gaining sentience was the clear blue sky, and they couldn’t help but immediately love it. As plankton their sky was merely a watery imitation and they could never see the stars so bright. To say they adore the night sky is an understatement, but they love it even more in your eyes. Constellation after constellation dot themselves in your eyes so lovingly. How can Foo not love your starry eyes when they’re a mixture of things they love.

Jonathan

Rainy Days

Jonathan loves rainy days more that anything. More than food, hobbies, or breathing because it involves his heart and soul. You. He loves watching every drop drip down the window pane as you burrow into the warmth of his chest and breathe in his scent. Loves hearing you curse and spit as what you’re working on hits a snag and you have to start over. Loves listening to the rise and fall of your breath as you fight sleep tucked into his warm bulk. Loves watching as your smaller fingers play with his, because as your fingers tangle with his the love in his heart grows. He’ll always recall his favorite view always being when he’s watching you bathed in the dim light of a spring storm.

Kitchen Dancing

One more thing Jonathan loves as much as a rainy day is when you cook/bake. The smells wrap around your home and smell more like home with every waft. So he’ll take great joy in joining you in the kitchen as you hum an imaginary song to your own tune. He’ll gently tug you into your arms and sway you back and forth like the tides in the ocean. He’ll twirl, dip, and dance you around the kitchen until it brightens with the sound of your laughter. Because your food always tastes so much better with the light of your laughter shone upon it.

Perfect Naps

Oh how could he forget taking naps with you on the couch! He absolutely adores how you curl up on his chest content with just him and a blanket to keep you company. Sometimes he joins you in the best sleep of his life, but sometimes he just watches you puff away. Every incoherent mumble, snore, and strange facial expression swells his heart three times its normal size. He feels content watching you sleep because everything you do fills him with love and peace. How can he not be happy when his beloved is getting much needed rest.

Ghiaccio

Sweet Softness

Every day you knock the breathe from his lungs yet teach him how to breathe again with a single touch. Ghiaccio had never know another person could be so soft. From the way you lay your loving gaze upon him to the way you flit around the room. Like the most delicate of hurricanes. Sometimes he lost himself in the contrast of your hands, his rough and yours oh so soft. He’d never met someone so soft and so lovely until you.

Dreams

Ghiaccio never had dreams. Not of the future nor the past. Not until you dance your way into his life and brought happiness, clarity, and yes dreams. Beautiful dreams of a sea-side cottage, of growing old by your side, and laughter that would fill your home light. Where he’d get to dip you to a tune on the radio, or sing to you so sweetly as an expression of love. No, Ghiaccio had never dreamt until he found himself swept up in the whirlwind of your love.

Warm Hands

Ghiaccio had always run cold, even before he’d gained his stand. He remembered how his mother would clasp his cold hands and blow warmth upon them. He could remember oh so well how she’d mutter fretfully as she tried to warm his fingers even for a moment. However holding your hands is like cusping a star, warm and perfect in his palm. You never flinch from the cold but instead lean into it, and he melts beneath the attention of a blazing star. You never tried to warm his palms between yours because you liked the cold to your warmth.

[multifandomthoughts]

Sadness. Despair. Sorrow. Whatever you’d like to call it. That’s all that was left in your heart after your girlfriend Foo Fighters died. The world had been reset, and you were one of the only ones still present from the previous one. You and a child named Emporio.

Every day you spent without her, more agonizing than the rest. Everywhere you go, you’re reminded of her. Whether it be the giant slurpee cups from the seven eleven, or watching baseball on tv. You know you’ll get over her, you have to.

Eventually, days begin to get easier. Little steps in the right direction, doing more things around the house, and getting outside helped a lot. You won’t ever forget her, that’s for sure, but the pain of her death lessens, even just a tiny bit.

October rolls around, and it’s been an extra long and grueling day. Plopping down on the couch, you flick on the TV. Scrolling mindlessly, you stop on the classic movie channel. The original 1931 Frankenstein. Leaning back, you casually consume the film, not paying much mind to it. Until the titular reanimation sequence.

You don’t know what it is, but your eyes are glued to the screen. From death, comes life. Does this mean that it’s theoretically possible to bring back your girlfriend? Dropping everything, you run to your room to research. Even if it has only 1% chance, you’d do anything to bring back your beloved.

A thought pops into your head, however. What if she isn’t the same person you once knew? What if she’s the exact opposite, or doesn’t remember who you are? Shaking your head you try to push those thoughts to side, and continue to study. The optimism of success pushes you forward.

Onto the next steps, you visit the seaside closest to you. Wading into the ocean with your bucket, you scoop up a bunch of water, smiling widely. There, floating inside your bucket, was a multitude of plankton, visible to the naked eye. If you’re lucky, there’s probably even more plankton, that can’t be seen!

Returning home, you keep the plankton well fed, and in a tank until the next thunderstorm rolls around. Each day without a storm makes you more and more antsy, and you’re wondering if you should take the easy way out and use some form of electricity in the house.

Shaking your head, you decide to wait a bit longer. In your opinion, it would lessen the impact of your reunion, making it less heartfelt. In preparation for your experiment, you set up a makeshift pulley on the tallest tree you could find. This wasn’t Hollywood, not everyone is going to have a gothic lab in their basement.

Finally, the day comes. You can tell that there’s going to be a large storm by the air, it’s thick and heavy. Black clouds cover what once was a vibrant blue sky, for some people this would bring melancholy….but on this day, it brought hope.

Scurrying off to your workspace, you begin to dump the plankton in a large gallon bag. It’s not the most practical or logical way to store the creatures, but you figure that it’s the most convenient, as well as easiest to get out of.

Hoisting it in your arms, you scurry off to the makeshift pulley. Placing the bag of plankton on the makeshift wood ‘table’, you raise the mechanism towards the sky. Sitting below the tree, you hope with all your might that this experiment is a success.

Every time the lightning hits, you look up to discern if the bag is jiggling. Jiggling indicates that the lightning made direct contact, not just hitting the wood. After a few successful hits, you lower the pulley to see what had happened.

Nothing. No movement. Your experiment had been unsuccessful, as tears begin to flood your eyes. It was heartbreak all over again, but this time it was much more agonizing. Your sobs only get louder and louder, unaware of the sudden movement in the bag. Throat raw, eyes red, you only discover the sight in front of you once saltwater splashes directly on you.

Looking down, the colony of plankton had formed into the non-humanoid shape you knew and loved. As it squirms and attempts to get out, you stare at it, dumbfounded. Tearing the bag open, the creature slides out of it like grease on a wheel. They stare up at you, tilting their head as if they remember you.

“What happened to me?” They ask, and before they can receive an answer, you hug them with enough might to crush them. After getting that out of your system, you begin to explain to them how the world had been reset and that you were the only one to survive it.

Foo Fighters looks at you with what seems to be sorrow, and brushes a strand of hair out of your face. “Well, I’m glad that I’m back…to feel human again, to spend time with you.” Smiling widely, you can feel tears stinging your face. But this time, they’re happy tears. Something with a less than one percent chance of success, actually happened. As you cry, you can feel a slimy sensation coat your face.

Glancing over, you see Foo Fighters gently kissing your cheek and reaching their arms around you for a soft hug. Wiping your eyes, you look back into their eyes. Taking a deep breath, you suggest:

“I can’t wait to make a bunch of new memories with you. I love you so much, and I missed you so much…How about we find you a body, hm?” With that, you carry your reanimated girlfriend towards your home, to plan for the next steps, whatever they may be.

[abellaheart-blog]

If Foo Fighters could withstand high water temperatures, how would she fare in a hot tub or jacuzzi?

Interesting question! I think she’d love it! Wrote a mini scenario on how I think it would go down.

Foo Fighters x G/n Reader Scenario

Jacuzzi Headcanons

She’d be so excited like a kid in a candy store! The minute someone mentions a hot tub or jacuzzi F.F. would be so hyped.

She’d have stars in her eyes and look for the body of water herself. You must remind her to calm herself as she starts drooling.

You also have to remind her to change into her swimwear if she decides to go in. I think she’d wear a tank top and swim shorts with a water or sea theme. She hopes you’d want to twin with her! She wants them matching and would be disappointed if you didn’t. Be careful though she might try licking water off you after

She’d pull you in or do a weird dive into the jacuzzi or hot tub. Blowing bubbles underneath the hot water

She’d enjoy a jacuzzi more so than a hot tub. She doesn’t mind hot tubs but they’re not at relaxing as jacuzzi’s

She’d feel so relaxed and calm once she is in the water. Especially with you.

She’d lay in your arms or against you. Maybe even fall asleep. She can’t help it! It’s like a relaxing sauna to her!

She’ll mumble your name along with sweet nothings in her sleep

[matcha-narancia]

Drabbles of Foo Fighters getting jealous after seeing Reader being really friendly and laughing with another person and Foo Fighters not realizing it's just the Reader's friend. Thanks and have a nice day.

A Strange New Feeling | Foo Fighters X Gn!Reader Drabble

𝐀/𝐍: ANON TYSM FOR THE FOOF REQUEST… I’m in love with them I swear— anyways, this prompt was really cute and I hope you enjoy!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): Some spoilers for Part 6!

Foo Fighters was… an interesting being to say the least.

A colony of plankton given life, residing in the body of the prisoner Atroe, working with Jolyne Kujo to protect her father’s life.

They were odd, but endearing. Chaotic but cute. You couldn’t deny your feelings for them, despite the circumstances and the truth surrounding them.

And they felt the same for you! You both stuck out for each other, and Jolyne and the others knew full well the extent of love they felt for you.

However, perhaps that love could also pose a threat to them in some instances.

…

“Jolyne, look there! Who the hell is that, and what are they doing with Y/N?!”

“Uh? Oh…” Jolyne’s leaned back, gazing at you from across the room. You were conversing with another inmate, laughing and talking, “They’re just talking, F.F.”

“If you say so…” Foo mused in response, though their longing glare in your direction still lasted, they wouldn’t let this go easily.

…

The next time Foo saw you was in the recreation room. Thrilled at first by your appearance, they began to make their way over.

However, they halted once they saw that same figure standing beside you. This time offering a book of theirs.

You even took it with a smile!

Foo immediately ran for the ghost room, if you wanted to spend so much time with this person then you should’ve just left them!

What was the point of getting to know each other if you were going to just move on? It wasn’t fair, and they couldn’t seem to understand why you’d ignore them for someone else.

So, they hid away the rest of the afternoon with Emporio, attempting to run from their strange new feelings that gave rise in their mind.

However, it wouldn’t be long before they would start to ramp up again.

It was the next morning, and you had not seen or heard from F.F since yesterday. With a sigh, you made your way to their cell.

“Foo?” You called, they were taking a sip from their signature cup when you approached, and nearly choked when they saw you.

However, their shock turned to confusion, then hurt rather quickly. They crossed their arms and looked away.

Another sigh, and you made your way over, sitting beside them. You placed a hand in their shoulder.

“I’m sorry I didn’t speak with you much yesterday, a friend of mine wanted me to spend some time with them.”

“Some friend they are…” They groaned. You let out a laugh, your hand squeezing their shoulder.

“I’m sorry if I left you out… but I promise you those feelings of jealousy are normal, Foo.”

“Jealousy…” They parroted, “So… that’s what it’s called?”

“Yep,” You replied, “And you shouldn’t feel bad, sometimes you want to spend time with someone but you can’t. It’s inevitable that you’d feel that way.”

Foo wasn’t sure how to respond. So, they clasped your hands in theirs and smiled. You smiled back instantly, just as you’d expected to. They radiated warmth and safety and good feelings from the moment you met.

However, you did need to clear up one more thing.

“Hey, Foo?”

“Yeah?”

“Just... remember that there will be times when I’ve gotta divide my attention up for other people, ya know? I love you, so much, but you know we have to be apart sometimes, remember?”

Their smile faltered for a moment, and they mumbled a little, “I know...”

“Hey,” You whispered, making them look, you flashed another smile, though this one was softer, more reassuring, “I’d never leave you for anybody, okay? I’ve got other friends sure, but nobody will be as special to me like you are.”

“Y/N...” You saw tears well in their eyes, and they flung themselves into your arms, beaming again, “I love you!”

You let out a laugh.

“I love you too, Foo.”

And you brought your arms around them.

↳ 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬/𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝! ♡

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See You

Foo Fighters x Reader

NOT SFW

18+ ONLY

MINORS DNI

AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You never paid much attention to Atroe before, but all of sudden there's something quite different about her.

And whatever it is you like it.

And you like it enough to get up close and personal.

AO3 link

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 public sex/fingering/cunnilingus

(Y/N) couldn't quite explain it but there was something different about Atroe. 

 Not that she ever paid much attention to her before, but ever since she'd volunteered to help find some missing prisoners something about her had changed. 

 For starters, Atroe had gone from the inmates' favorite punching bag to knocking the shit out of anyone who so much as breathed on that big gulp cup she started carrying around. Atroe was also now usually seen hanging around some other people, like that trouble maker Jolyne and second time offender Ermes. She somehow looked different too, her big weepy puppy dog eyes replaced by a dull, determined look to them (and were her tits always so big?)

 Whatever it was, (Y/N) liked it.

 And (Y/N) was quite interested in getting "acquainted" with this new Atroe.

 She waited for yard time, with everyone being out and about. Wearing the nicest and cleanest clothes she had available and swiping on the new lipstick she bought recently (and bribing a guard to look away for the next 30 minutes), she made her way across, walking past Atroe sitting on a bench watching her new friends talk about whatever. Whilst Atroe absentmindedly sipped her cup, (Y/N) dropped something next to her, catching her attention as she continued walking straight forward.

-

 Foo Fighters was half watching Jolyne and Ermes trying to remember a movie,

something the former had seen when very young, when out of the corner of their eye they saw someone drop something next to them. Looking down they saw it was a folded up piece of paper. Picking it up, they opened it and read the message inside;

Meet me behind the storage shed. Tell no one.

 The note was also accompanied by a kiss mark of lipstick.

 Foo Fighters looked at their friends, and around themself, before getting up and heading towards the location mentioned. Once there they saw (Y/N), laying against the wall waiting, recognizing her from Atroe's memories.

 Seeing that "Atroe" had arrived, she smiled.

 "Hey." she softly greeted, grabbing Foo's hands and pulling them further behind the shed, a place nice and secluded enough from the peering eyes of the other inmates and creep security guards. Especially for what (Y/N) wanted to do. 

 "So what did you want to see me for?" Foo asked once she stopped pulling them along. (Y/N) merely raised her eyebrows.

 Pinning her hands on either side of Foo Fighters to the wall she brought her face in closer to them. "Well I just wanted you to know that, well," she brought her face to their neck, trailing a hand down their body, "I just find something about you really special."

  (Y/N) nuzzled the space between their neck and shoulders, Foo Fighters still not quite getting it. "What do you mean?"

 She slid her hand up their body, caressing the back of their neck as (Y/N) brought her face closer. "What I mean is...," (Y/N) pressed her body into Foo's, pushing both of their breasts up together, whispering into their ear; "there's something about you that's just irresistible- and I want a closer look."  Foo thought about her words and actions, thinking very carefully about their meaning. 

 Then it came to them.

"Oh! Are you talking about sex?"

"Well if you want to be so blunt about it, then yes."

 (Y/N) tugged one of their overall straps to the side, pressing a kiss to the area it once covered and leaving a red lip print in its place. "So what do you say?"

 Foo Fighters thought about it. They knew of sexual intercourse, an action done for either reproductive purposes or simply just for the sexual pleasure itself (knowing that from memories of Atroe masturbating), and from the sound of it (Y/N) wanted to do it for the latter reason. They weren't too opposed to the idea, if anything they could probably get a good learning experience out of it.

"Ok, let's do it."

 (Y/N) leaned her face in further to Foo's, lips close enough for their respective lipsticks to smear against each other. "Glad to hear it."

 Grabbing their hips (Y/N) then kissed them, surprising Foo. It wasn't unpleasant or anything, in fact it was quite pleasant. Very pleasant. Foo loosely wrapped their arms around (Y/N)'s shoulders and reciprocated the kiss, pleasing her. (Y/N) then slipped her tongue out, sliding it against their lips. Foo tried to reciprocate-only to lick (Y/N)'s face.

 "Haha! What are you doing?"

 Foo just stood there dumbfounded with their tongue out. "Well I just thought-"

 "Don't worry about it, just let me take charge."

 (Y/N) pressed her lips against Foo's again, this time already slipping her tongue past their lips. Foo moaned into the kiss, especially as (Y/N) started to tangle her tongue against their own. While they made out (Y/N) also started feeling them up, giving Foo's hips a squeeze before firmly grabbing their ass cheeks, massaging them in her grasp as Foo Fighters groaned at the feeling.

 She then made her next move.

 (Y/N) shoved a thigh in between Foo Fighters's legs, making them break the kiss and gasp. "T-Thats- that's different."

"Aw baby is this your first time? It's ok I'll be gentle." (Y/N) assures with a kiss to the cheek. She then slipped a hand under their overalls, getting a full grasp of their breast and stroking their nipple with a thumb. Foo trembled at the sensation, especially as (Y/N) continually grinded her leg against their core. Kissing her again, Foo wrapped a leg around (Y/N), trying to feel even more of that delicious friction. 

 (Y/N) smiled at that, nearly grinning as they made out. She then removed her leg, absolutely in love at hearing Foo Fighters desperately whine at the loss through their kiss. (Y/N) then pulled her lips away from their's, a string of saliva breaking apart between them.

"Hey." Foo pouted.

"Don't worry baby, here comes the good part."

 Loosening the straps of their overalls (Y/N) pulled them down their shoulders, exposing Foo's full round tits, nipples already tight and pert. "They're so gorgeous." she commented, grabbing one and rubbing a thumb against the tip. Foo Fighters bit their lip from that, enticing (Y/N) to grab the other and do the same to both. That made Foo clamp their legs together, panting for breath as (Y/N) continued to stimulate them. 

 (Y/N) then squished them together, purely for her own enjoyment. She then kneeled down a bit and pressed a kiss to their right tit, leaving a ring of red around it, soon enough pursing her lips around it and sucking on it. Foo leaned back against the storage shed, one hand spread out against it looking for purchase while the other held (Y/N)'s head against their tit, moans slipping past their lips.

"Oh that f-feels so- so- so-"

"Good?" (Y/N) filled in. "Gotta be quiet sweetie, I don't wanna any creeps walking in on us." She warned them, right before going back to mouth on their breast. Foo Fighters nodded, now biting on a finger to hide their sounds.

 While suckling on one tit (Y/N) also fondled the leftover one, massaging it in her hand and giving the nipple a pinch. Foo threaded their fingers through her hair as they were rife with pleasure. Once done with that she switched over to the other tit, swiping her tongue around the tweaked thing then giving it a nice suck. Foo Fighters hummed at the feeling, making (Y/N) feel very proud and enticing her to do something very naughty.

 (Y/N) then cupped their pussy through their overalls with her free hand, rubbing her fingers against where their slit would be. Foo Fighters threw their head back from the added torture. While they were distracted by this (Y/N) then bit down on the nipple. Foo nearly screamed, biting down on their lips to silence themself. Giving one last suck (Y/N) pulled away from their breasts. She squeezed them one more time in her hands, the nipples deliciously swollen, making her just have to press one last kiss to each.

"And here comes the best part." (Y/N) whispered as she held onto Foo's overalls, getting on her knees. Once she was completely down, (Y/N) pulled them all the way down to their ankles, practically leaving Foo Fighters completely bare. 

"Ooh, I see someone's been commando this whole time." noted (Y/N), pleasantly surprised to see a complete lack of panties on their body (Foo didn't bother with underwear, thinking that it was just fine to wear enough clothes to keep you from being completely naked).

 Foo shivered from the air on their exposed pussy, somehow turning them on even more (Atroe did have an exhibitionism kink herself, but was far too shy to actually indulge in it). (Y/N) enjoyed the view from where she was, face to face with their cunt and looking up to see their perfect plump tits and beautiful blush spread across their face. "Get ready." She pressed a kiss against each of their thighs before spreading them apart. 

 Looking up at Foo Fighters one last time, she devilishly stuck her tongue out at them before diving right in and lapping at their deliciously wet cunt. Foo threw their back against the wall, gasping in pleasure as they held (Y/N)'s head even more to their crotch, clamping their legs around her head trying to get more of that sensation.

 "Careful baby, you don't want to accidentally kill me here do you?" (Y/N) playfully chided, before going back in and pressing her lips to their clit, giving it a mighty suck. Foo's voice hitched, doing their best to stifle themself as they grinded against (Y/N)'s face, removing one leg from their nearly discarded overalls to place on her shoulder. (Y/N) was smiling the whole time, working her tongue up and down "Atroe's" slit whilst also cupping handfuls of their ass, even giving it a nice hard smack, delighting at how their cheeks jiggled. 

"G-God… Goddamn!" Foo covered their mouth to keep quiet, now muffling their own sounds of pleasure. (Y/N) found it so adorable, making her pull her head out just to press a kiss right on their pelvis, before Foo Fighters shoved her head right back between their legs. (Y/N) chuckled at their desperation, the feeling reverberating against their pussy. 

 She gave slow licks, wanting to torture them a bit, as Foo gave deep pants of breath from the feeling. Her tongue then began to circle their hole, Foo biting their lips at the feeling. (Y/N) then dipped her tongue inside, thrusting it within their core. Foo Fighters let out a guttural sound, their chest heaving as they felt something starting to build up within. 

 (Y/N) could feel they were close, pulling her tongue out to give another lap. She went back in again, this time placing one of her hands low on their hip, using her thumb to roll their clit around. Feeling closer and closer to edge, Foo desperately clamped their hand against their mouth to try and silence themself, trying so hard not to harshly buck against (Y/N). 

 Wanting to finish with a bang, (Y/N) pulled her head out, sliding Foo's leg off her shoulder and stood up, face to face with them. Pulling their hand out of the way she kissed them again. Foo was surprised, tasting themself on her but enjoying it, holding her head close to make out even more. All the while (Y/N) slid her fingers up into their cunt, thrusting them in and out. Foo Fighters moaned into the kiss, so close to coming.

 (Y/N) then curled her fingers against a certain spot and pressed a thumb to their clit, making Foo cling to her for dear life and cry into her as they gushed against her hand, grinding against it all the while.

 (Y/N) felt very accomplished at this moment, still rubbing at Foo's clit as they got off.

 Once they came down from their orgasm Foo pulled their lips from (Y/N) as (Y/N) pulled her hand from them. Seeing their slick covering her digits, (Y/N) made a big show of cleaning them one by one in front of them as they panted for breath. 

"Sorry… for… that…" they apologized between breaths.

"Oh don't worry about it," (Y/N) assured, wiping her hand against her skirt once she was done. "I always clean up my messes."

 And to prove it she got back down again, licking up Foo's inner thighs clean of cum as they quietly giggled up top. 

"That tickles."

 Once done there, she pulled up their overall straps and redressed them in one go, still holding onto them as she gave them a kiss again. 

"Wait, what about you?"

"Well I-"

"Hey you two!"

 They both turned. Ugh, it was that pig (Y/N) bribed earlier. Looks like her time was up.

"What are you doing!?"

 (Y/N) calmly removed herself from Foo, letting go of their straps as she kept her hands to herself. "Nothing sir." she smoothly lied.

 "Well get the hell out of here, yard time is almost up!"

 The two nodded and walked away. Once they were far enough Foo Fighters grabbed her hand. "Hey what about-"

"Don't worry about it." (Y/N) assured them with a smile. "Just pick a time and a place and we can even things out between us."

 With a wink she left, running off and leaving Foo Fighters standing there. Having sex first hand was one hell of an experience.

"Hey Foo! Where you been?" 

 Jolyne placed a hand on their shoulder, turning them towards her. "You disappeared on us, the hell you'd go to?"

"Oh uh…" Foo wasn't sure where to begin. 

"Hey did you get some new lipstick or something?"

 That surprised Foo. 

Swiping a finger against their lip, they discovered (Y/N)'s red shade turned their own green brown.

"Oh well that's…" Foo tried to think of how to explain it. "Ah I'll tell you about it later."

"Well if you say so. Anyway Ermes keeps saying it's Matilda, but I know it's not Matilda. Matilda did not have a scene where the kid camouflaged herself with just finger paints- or built a stairway to the moon- or-"

-

 When Foo Fighters was completely undressed for the showers, something had caught the girls' eye.

"Uh Foo?" 

"Hm?

"Where did… all that come from?"

 Foo Fighters looked down at their bare body, seeing red lipstick prints everywhere.

"Oh well it's a bit of a funny story…"

[gh0st-write]

JJBA Stone Ocean Masterlist

♤ Nothing Yet!

[pillow-anime-infos]

jojo masterlist {part 6 ver.}

JOLYNE CUJOH

her boyfriend reveals that he was bullied by romeo jisso {headcanon ; sfw?}

JOTARO KUJO

soon

ERMES COSTELLO

soon

FOO FIGHTERS ; F.F.

soon

GWESS

soon

WES BLUEMARINE ; WEATHER REPORT ; DOMENICO PUCCI 

soon

NARCISO ANASUI

soon

ENRICO PUCCI

soon

JOHNGALLI A.

soon

ROMEO JISSO

soon

[byakuyacoochie]

Gal Pals - Jjba x Reader

[we-wife-without]

https://kelly-496.tengp.icu/gu/jrw48ka

[multifandomthoughts]

Headcanons for Power, Tengen and Foo Fighters at an amusement park

Power

Just like at arcades, she is a beast at the games. However, she is likely to either break a game or cheat. In both circumstances she makes off with at least one prize before grabbing your hand and sprinting away.

She doesn’t see the point of rides at first, thinking that being a devil, nothing can possibly scare her. Sure the rides don’t exactly scare her, but she definitely gets a thrill, laughing all the way. She refuses to admit it, but on one of the rides she held your hand.

She also loves all the outrageous junk food and crams as much of it in her face as she can. You have to beg and plead her not to go on a ride immediately after because you know exactly what’s going to happen.

At the end of the day, surprisingly power becomes tired and naps on the way home. You’ve had such a great time with her, it figures that she would be out of energy.

Foo Fighters

They’re quite confused about what an amusement park is, all they’ve known of their life is the prison, and conflict. So when they realize that this is a place to laugh and play and have fun, they’re over the moon.

They want to try as many of the interesting foods and drinks that they can. You get them a special sipper and they’re absolutely delighted. It’s filled with water, and shaped like something cool? Sign them up!

They also love that there are all sorts of characters to meet and take pictures with! The first character they see, they grab you by the hand and drag you over for a silly picture!

Once the day is over, they beg you to bring them back some other time, maybe with the rest of the prison gang! They’re so thankful for this trip, and want to have more experiences like this one with you.

Tengen Uzui (I had trouble picking which demon slayer character)

Tengen at first isn’t so enthralled with the idea. He thinks that the place will be run down and that there wont be much to do. The theme park in his mind is more of a set piece for you two to spend time together.

That is, until he sees how flashy the signs are. Rides, stalls and food have these beautiful lit up signs. You know him so well, and he can’t help but look over and smile at you.

He sprints towards the ride with the brightest sign, dragging you with him. He doesn’t care about the thrill level, he just wants to be wowed. You have to encourage him to go do a different ride, as he just wants to do the same one over and over.

At the end of the day, you spend some time at the food stalls and the games. With his Hashira prowess, he ends up winning you the biggest stuffed animal he can, then eating the largest meal he can. Like power, he also falls asleep on the way home.

[abellaheart-blog]

How would Jolyne, Ermes, and Foo Fighters react if they catch their boyfriend jerking off to porn?

I rarely get male reader requests. I encourage more male reader requests on my blog. You guys don’t get enough content.

Stone Ocean Trio x Male Reader

Headcanons NSFW 💙

Jolyne Kujo, Ermes Costello, and Foo Fighters

🔞 NSFW below

Jolyne Kujo

She will be pleasantly surprised upon walking in on you. She understands how embarrassing it is since someone has walked in on her masturbating before but with her partner its a different story

A big smile will graze her face and she's getting a couple ideas

After hearing your grunts or moans she's taking action

Her eyes have a mischievous glint as she is doing so

She will walk up from behind you and start guiding your hand. If you're startled she'll be reassuring, saying some dirty talk only reserved for the bedroom

If you happened to say her name or moan her name she’s teasing you

She’ll be so happy giving you a hand job. Leaving lip prints all over your face and neck telling you how handsome you look to her.

She’ll use her free hand to feel up your torso.

Afterwards she’ll pull you onto the nearest bed or couch demanding you take off the rest of your clothing. She wants her boyfriend to please her.

Foo Fighters

She would be so shocked upon walking in on you but she feels lucky walking in on her boyfriend. She’ll contemplate on her next action all with a smile across her face.

She’s going to check out your backside for sure. She might grab your butt if she’s feeling playful

She ends up watching you but eventually it becomes too erotic and she joins in on it by touching herself.

If you catch her and hear her moans she doesn’t care. It’s up to you what happens next.

If you don’t do anything about it she’ll take the lead and tell you to come to her. She’ll say some teasing nicknames and comment about how her boyfriend won’t ask her for sex so she’s lonely. It’s teasing but she hopes it motivates you.

This won’t end without you two going to the bedroom or possibly having shower sex. She’ll make sure of it.

Eremes Costello

She is shameless and will immediately make a comment after watching you for a moment or two.

She’s already fantasizing about your cock

By the time you see her she’s already naked

Her arms are crossed across her big chest and she’s looking you up and down too with bedroom eyes.

She’s going to make comments about your dick, possibly praising it and how she needs it.

If you don’t make a move she’ll bend over exposing herself to you and calling you all kinds of dirty nicknames.

While you take her from behind she tells you how amazing she thinks you feel inside her.

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See You Too

Foo Fighters x Reader

NOT SFW

18+ ONLY

MINORS DNI

AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Foo Fighters decides to pay to you back

AO3 link

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tit sucking/cunnilingus/vaginal sex (foo grows a dick)

 (Y/N) was currently eating, sitting in the prison cafeteria absentmindedly stirring around her mash potatoes. Unbeknownst to her, a couple of tables over, a certain group of people were talking about her. 

"And she did it right out there?" Jolyne looked back and forth between (Y/N) and Foo. "Just outside where anyone can see?"

"I always felt like she was a kinky one." Ermes admitted as she sipped her carton of milk.

"Imagine how much she had to bribe the guards to look away."

"She really did a lot for me." Foo looked over at her. "I only wished I had more time then to return the favor." 

"Well you should; honestly if a girl like that went through all that effort, you'd definitely have to pay her back."

"Really? How?"

 Jolyne choked on her meal, red spreading across her cheeks. "Well uh- uh…" she stuttered out, Foo's eager look on their face making her feel so embarrassed.

 "Come on Jolyne, tell them," Ermes encouraged, a devilish look spreading across her face as she looked at the woman who was bold enough to get off in jail but couldn't even say 'pussy' out loud, "How would you 'repay' her?"

 Jolyne glared at her but continued anyway. "W-Well you just have to- you know?" Ermes snickered as Jolyne tried to get the words out while Foo listened attentively to her. 'J-J-Just ask her what she wants to do and do it, alright." Jolyne stuffed some peas into her mouth as she looked away from the two, Ermes still deviously laughing. Foo nodded at that, taking notes on what to do.

 Soon lunch ended and they all went their separate ways, Foo heading towards the library. Once there they searched for all sorts of books such as textbooks, self help books, and even trashy romance novels, anything remotely related to sex. They had spent most of the day in there, gaining as much knowledge as they could on how to please (Y/N) the next time they saw her.

-

 Night had fallen, and once lights were out Foo enacted their plan.

 (Y/N) was fast asleep, quite tired from a rough rousing day of prison. She just undressed, slipping into her makeshift pajamas, and slid into the lower bunk while bare minimally acknowledging her cell mate's existence.

 Sometime later she then felt someone shake her, rousing her from her much wanted sleep. "Mm… What?" she groaned out annoyedly, rubbing her eyes. Once she opened them she gasped in surprise. "Atroe?"

 Foo grinned. "So is this a good time and place?"

 (Y/N) smirked as she sat up. "Time; perhaps. Place; maybe. I'm just happy as long as we don't wake up my cellmate."

 Foo looked up the top bunk where (Y/N)'s aforementioned cellmate slept, completely unaware of what was happening and what was going to happen, and nodded. Foo Fighters then unclipped their overalls and pulled them all the way off, showing plump breasts pert from the open air and their bare pussy out in a proud display. (Y/N) was absolutely delighted, tossing her blanket aside and holding her arms out as she made grabby motions. "Get over here, sexy." Being pulled closer to her, Foo eagerly crawled on top of her as (Y/N) threw the blanket over the two of them now. (Y/N) slipped her hands down and greedily grabbed their ass, firmly gripping their cheeks as Foo's full bust pressed against her's. "So how'd you get yourself in here?"

"Oh I just squeezed in." Foo admitted (especially helps when one has plankton insides). "Now then, let me repay you." Foo looked down at her, the only things (Y/N) had on were a pair of panties and a haphazardly buttoned prison jacket that was opened enough to show her breasts. Foo tugged her collar to the side, revealing a perky nipple begging to be played with. Foo poked it, recalling Jolyne's advice. "So what do you want me to do?"

"Well right now: suck my titty." (Y/N) even pushed their head down for it. Getting the message, they held her breast closer and gave the nipple a lick, making (Y/N) hum in satisfaction. Foo wrapped their lips around it and swirled their tongue around it, as they did so they slipped a hand under (Y/N)'s jacket to play with her other breast. 

"Fuck, like that…" 

 (Y/N) writhed beneath them, fingers gripping the thin prison sheets and Foo's head. Foo continued their job, sucking that tit and playing with the other. They then worried the tip between their teeth, (Y/N) arching her back as she bit her lips. Foo removed their mouth from that breast and switched it to the other, noting the brief whine (Y/N) let out in between.

 While suckling on that breast Foo also pinched the other one, making (Y/N) bite her lip as she tried to hold back a moan. "Oh sweetie that's good, keep going."

 Delighted at that, Foo swirled their tongue around her nipple and sucked even harder than before, the other one getting rubbed into by their thumb. Eventually they pulled away, leaving (Y/N) with lovingly abused breasts.

"What else?"

"Go lower." (Y/N) pushed their head under the blanket, Foo Fighters crawling down as she did so. Once they were completely under the sheets Foo found themself facing (Y/N)'s cunt, a damp spot apparent on her panties. They placed their hand on (Y/N)'s pelvis, their thumb rubbing on that spot, (Y/N) grinding up against them. "Come on baby, just touch me." 

 "What do you want me to do?"

 "Remember last time?"

 Foo immediately understood and got to work. 

 Foo Fighters pulled (Y/N)'s panties down, leaving them hanging off one of her ankles, pushing her legs up and spreading them apart. They gazed at her pussy, wet and glistening from their earlier treatment. Foo took one lick at it.

 They happily hummed at the taste of it, especially since (Y/N) would leak more fluids from their touch.

 Foo licked their lips and dived right in, (Y/N) having to clamp her hand over her mouth to hide her moans. Foo excitedly licked all over her slit, their tongue passing her clit every so often. "S- Someone's eager." (Y/N) managed to huff out, hand once again pushing down on Foo Fighters.

 Foo happily drank her up, always licking her bottom to top, inadvertently sucking her clit much to (Y/N)'s delight. In trying to lap up more of her precious juices Foo also thrusted their tongue inside her cunt, passing her sweet spot every so often, (Y/N) having to bite her fingers to keep from crying out. 

"Yeah baby, come on." she weakly gasped out.

 Foo had pressed her thighs down as they kept lapping her up, leading (Y/N) closer and closer to the edge.

"Atroe~" (Y/N) moaned out as she came, grinding herself against their face as Foo happily drank up her release. (Y/N) laid limply, catching her breath after that incredible experience, as Foo pulled their head out from between her legs, licking up any of her slick that remained around their lips as they came out from the other side of the blanket.

 Looking down at her still reeling from their touch, Foo felt a sense of accomplishment.

 There was just one thing left for them to do.

"I've got a surprise."

 Foo then slipped a hand down their crotch, fingers already finding their clit, and proceeded to stroke it. They shivered from the sensation of doing it, and as they did it the plankton in their body caused it to get bigger and bigger, engorging their clitoris to the size of an average human penis (they gave a few more strokes to make it larger than average).

 Due to the blanket covering their lower halves (Y/N) merely thought "Atroe" was just giving her a show. "Atroe" then gently pushed her down, grabbing (Y/N)'s legs and laying them on their shoulders. (Y/N) laid back, expecting to just get fingered, only to gasp when she felt something else press against her hole. Just how did Atroe sneak a strap in here?

 (Y/N) bit her lip, enjoying as Foo slowly filled her up (the phallus felt quite lifelike) whilst Foo shivered from the tight fit around their makeshift dick. Foo continued until they were all the way inside (Y/N). They looked down at her, (Y/N) panting for breath with a happy look to her face. "You ready?"

(Y/N) happily nodded.

 Foo Fighters pulled out halfway and then thrusted right back in. (Y/N) arched at the feeling and cried out, still sensitive from her last orgasm. Foo gasped as they continued fucking her, loving the tight grip her pussy had on them. "Oh (Y/N)~" they moaned out, ramming into her faster as (Y/N) laid back biting her lips to silence herself from the pleasure. "Baby, keep going just like that~" she encouraged, figuring "Atroe" must be using one of those straps that pleasure the user as well. 

 They kept pounding her, the slick from her previous orgasm helping them slide in and out with ease. (Y/N) gazed up at them through hazy eyes, mouth watering at the sight of their breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sitting up she grabbed one, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as she brought the teat to her lips to suckle on it. Foo moaned at the feeling, deliciously rewarding (Y/N) by bucking inside her. She switched over, massaging the other one as she kissed this one, biting the tit with a smile. Foo gasped at that, stilling for a bit before going back to pounding her. (Y/N) pulled away and looked up at them, licking her lips before wrapping her arms around their shoulders and pressing her lips against their's, pulling them down to press their body closer to her. 

 The two made out, their tongues dancing around each other as (Y/N) sneaked a hand down to squeeze Foo's ass while they kept fucking her. Foo groaned into her mouth from that, thrusting up into her as they increased their pace. "Oh god Atroe I'm so close." she gasped against their lips. Foo felt themself nearing their end too, pulling (Y/N)'s thighs to get in deeper. Dipping a hand down to her pussy, Foo rubbed her clit and soon enough (Y/N) cried into their mouth as she came. The convulsions of her cunt on their cock were intense enough that Foo came immediately after, muffling themself the same way as they kissed her harder while they released inside her (How did Atroe smuggle something this deluxe?).

 The two flopped down together, catching their breaths as Foo's cock deflated back to its original size. "God, that was- that was- Wow!" (Y/N) managed to get out, rubbing her hand against Foo's neck as they laid against her collarbone. 

"Glad you liked it." 

 (Y/N) smiled, lifting up Foo's chin to peck their lips.

-

 Miraschon groaned as she slipped down from the top bunk. She had a terrible night's sleep, no thanks to her cellmate of course. As she got dressed she looked over at her in bed, back turned to her and still asleep. She huffed, leaving their cell as she went down to get breakfast, trying not to even think what all those sounds she made last night were about.

 (Y/N) looked over her shoulder. "Ok she's gone now." She whispered as she tugged her blanket away, Foo looking up from underneath while pressed against her breasts. They got out of her bunk to get dressed, though it was mostly Foo who did any while (Y/N) happily sat in bed, watching them bend their bare ass over as they pulled their overalls up their legs.

 When they turned around (Y/N) pulled them down for a kiss by one of their overall straps, her tongue immediately slipping in and invading their mouth, causing them to groan. When the two pulled away Foo was gasping for breath as the strings of saliva broke between them. "I'll see you around." She promised, giving a sweet peck on their lips before turning them around and laying a mighty smack upon their ass (Foo letting out a little yelp from that).

 Foo Fighters then left her cell, making their way towards the stairs to the cafeteria. As they descended they caught sight of Jolyne and Ermes waving at them from their seats, big proud grins upon their faces. Foo could barely wait to tell them about last night.

[privitivium]

Foo Fighters x Male Reader smut plz

Smut: Facesitting and Ass Worship

Synopsis: where the reader manages to convince F.F to sit on his face because for a while he couldn't help but often stare at her ass whenever she wasn't looking, he would even often get distracted by it so eventually he decides that enough is enough and convinces her to sit on my face. She is reluctant and confused at first but eventually does it.

If not then that's ok 👍 thanks and a have a great day

there was an attempt. never written for foo fighters before even for my own ficlets or whatever.. ooc foo fighters apologies. not too descriptiive as i would want it to be

,,,wanted to get this out really quick so there's weird time skips apologies.. also might be repetitive but i can't actually tell.. words are blurring together when i stare too hard so anyway forgive me for ooc F.F. and not too much assworshipping but its there!

gender neutral used for foo fighters, male that's hyper fixated on their assets and a little bit of a loser reader :3

Catching sight of Atroe was always a blessing.. humming in contentment while practically glaring holes into her across the courtyard after continuously bribing your way in, desperately trying to photograph the plump of her ass in that weird green outfit of hers in your mindㅡbut after that incident, predicament, however you wanna call it - Atroe was now Foo fighters.. A colony of fucking plankton.. the hell were you supposed to think after that? Seeing as you never talked to Atroe by being a sad little weirdo, perhaps it would be better to take your chance with plankton! Hooray!! It was easy enough, making it the semi-norm to indulge them in the most ordinary of tasks or games and whatnot.. leading to the first time you fucked - you, leading the way as you let them explore your body. Yes, twas lovely.. but it was a bit hard to explain on why you were so fixated on their ass and gripping the plump flesh while you fucked into them a bit too brainlesslyㅡ

And, I mean, being attracted to a colony of plankton is definitely out of the fucking norm, right? But man, how can you help yourself.. they're just so pretty and you can't help but be attracted - but personality comes first!! There you are, sitting upon their bed and desperately awaiting their arrival and hoping that their cellmate or guard remain forever away from the hall - god, you just can't get it out of your head. That fucking dream, plaguing your mind.. fucking her from behind, watching the flesh of her ass jiggle every time your pelvis connected with theirs and - oh! your eyes drag along, finding their backside with ease, you wonder briefly what they were doing just before.

“Foo Fighterㅡrs..” You coo, dragging out their name and merrily surprising them as you sit upon their bed, outstretched arms awaiting their body; sky-blue doe eyes lighting up in delight and began excitedly waving with their whole arm in greeting with their cup in the other hand through the bars, before they quickly make their way into their cell; you, having bribed some miscellaneous guard just to be there, finding it a bit too hard to continue without F.F.-

“Sit? On your face?” They mutter in confusion, eyebrows furrowed as they stare at you with a rather copy-paste look of curiosity.. “.. Why?” They retort, head jerking back slightly as if to really sell their apprehension - when really, they were just wondering why you would.. want that. “Like my ass on your face?” They continue to mutter inquiries, trying to remember if there was something of Atroe's memories about “sitting on faces” besides masturbating, and from what F.F. remembers what you initially showed them from your first time together in your cell rather than theirs..

“Y'know, experimenting! Haha, amiright?” You nudge them with your elbow, clearing your throat as you glance between their face and assets - “It's just.. I wanna show you some appreciation for being such .. a good partner to me.” You try to articulate - coming off a bit awkward rather than the sly/confident you were initially going for as you hug them into your body,,

“Oh..” They murmur, eyes narrowed briefly as their focus falls to your hands that were loosely roaming their body before landing on the plump of their ass. “Yeah, experimenting..” They agree, grinning as they bury their face in the crook of your neck for a brief moment - inhaling your scent before a shiver wracks through their body while encased in yours as you touch along their frame so gently. “With acting like a chair?” They guess, peering up at you through their eyelashes - “yeah.. yeah, that's.. yeah..” You clear your throat, fiddling with the clasps of their outfit - “Yeah..”

After a bit of fumbling around and lazily yet dutifully trying to get them off first with a bit of sweet touches and praise that you know they enjoy - they slowly began fumbling with their clothes in an attempt to get the fabric off their body, feeling a bit impatient and a bit too sweaty. Eager to please you... “So I just..” They paused, looking a bit silly as they stared deadpanned at you with their breasts out so nonchalantly. It'd be a different story if you were fixated on their tits.. - “Sit?” They gesture, tilting their head to the side. Eagerly nodding as you laid on their bed - patting your cheeks gently with a half-chub awaiting in your pants, arousal flooding your navel and crotch, knowing what’s to come. both literally and figuratively.

They clamber onto their bed, awkwardly standing over you before they begin lowering themselves onto you; squatting and fixing their legs into a comfortable position that their body deems comfortable - it was like the holy grail being floated down from the sky into your hands.. their puffy, pink pussy settles right above your face as they hold themselves up and merely hovering over before you quickly hook your arms around their thighs and pull them down atop your face - relishing in the way their body stiffens as their pussy presses against your features and - th-their scent.. ㅡexperimentally, you flick your tongue out and drag a strip along their slit, salty, nose bumping against the bundle of nerves and brushing into their green curls - humming in satisfaction as you would any other meal as your hands loosely fall from their inner thighs, dragging your palms along the soft flesh of their ass and began squeezing ever so gently - really, just sinking into the feeling of the heat buried in your mouth and the plump ass in your hands, ever so grateful..

Tongue flat and coated in saliva and partially their juices - immediately indulging yourself with no apparent warning as you drag your muscle along the slit that was parted so deliciously with their thighs spread open ( which were honestly quite the fashion statement as ear muffs ) and on either side of your head and squeezing ever so slightly - their soft mewls and whimpers annoyingly muffled as they gripped onto your scalp; tugging at your hair roughly instinctively without intent of hurting - you wish you could hear the full extent of their beautiful voice but the feeling of their thighs squeezing your head felt a bit better -

“mhrmm..” They grunt, body trembling, “.. good.. ss-so good.. chair..” They mumble, their hips twitching as if they were about to start grinding into your features, their body twitching. To feel the heat of someone's mouth on a supposed “private spot” of their body.. this is human pleasure.. something that makes their head dizzy and heart beat a dash too fast and fucking amazing. they bite their lip; feeling the sucking feeling of your lips along their clit - breathing so hard into them that they let their full body weight fall onto you - seemingly no complaint, as they hunch over, one hand buried in your hair as the other props them up; softly mewling as they loosely grind into your mouth; chasing the feeling of your lips along their bundle of nerves that was slick with their juices and your spit, instinctively before clenching their jaw - grinding their teeth as they feel the wave of pleasure beginning to tighten in their coreㅡ

“.. y’ taste so good..” you mumble, incoherent and voice vibrating along the lines of their pussy in a way that makes them tremble with a soft cry - their thighs tensing around your head in a way that makes your own limbs stiffen and rub together, leg curling over one another as you try to grind into the air in a pitiful manner - completely unwilling to pull your hands from F.F's ass as you massaged and molded gently in your palms in wonder before the ache begins grow painful - the thought of being seen inevitably popping into your head and you ignore, because why are you thinking such trivial things with a pussy in uour mouth ??

fuck it - you pull a hand away from their cheeks, the other stationed and gripping their plump flesh as you desperately lap up the juices accumilated along their slit, hand weakly unzipping the fastener of your odd uniformed pants and tugging your dick free - immediately sliding your hand over the pre and trying to coat your hand in it so it wouldn't be as rough before unevenly pumping as you indulge yourself in the way they tasted and the feel of their flesh in the palm of your hand -

It was a tell that they were close - as were you, but you were not about to time the exact moment to cum as them - !

they whimper, squirming and bucking into your mouth as you keep your pace - not wanting to ruin what they were trying to chase and what you were obviously trying to give - before their thighs clench around your head and their organs seemed to puff out a bit - alas, yes.. the sweet, mostly salty - and holy shit they were really fucking flowing, huh? almost drowning you in their cum, which you try to lap up as much as you could and savoring the taste of them on your tongue..

Riding out their high - only managing to cum once and sweetly on your tongue - making sure to move slowly and deliberately as you lap up the cream so as to not overstimulate them as they were already trembling as you try to finish your meal - perhaps in a moment, they would feel as though they want to try something different from their own mind..

“.. that was.. so nice..!” They exclaimed in delight, breathless, and staring at you wide-eyed and smiley, god so fucking cute - and seemingly glowing with a bright light of merriment as you handed them a cup of water. their pleasure b4 yours.. “.. really.. I had no idea that felt so good.. would it feel as good for you as it did me? Being a chair?” they hum in inquiring wonder, gulping down the cup of water in seconds-

“.. maybe.”