#i crave cute pet photos

[stealingyourbones]

Everyone reply to this with pet photos. I must see your leetl creatures

[chososluv]

𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 — Poly!ChosoYuki

✎₊˚⊹♡ summary & note: naughty FaceTime call!! something small before the big fic. i got a thought and went nuts!

🏷 tags & warnings: smut 18+, established relationship, FaceTime sex, fingering, squirting, mentions of cunninglingus, pet names (mamas, pretty girl, peach), masturbation (male), reader is referred to as she/her

✎₊˚  word count: 1.2k

minors do not interact

“We should show Cho what he’s missin’ right now. Huh, peach?”

Yuki’s sensual voice sounded over the sultrily r&b song playing in the background. You whimper, biting your lip as you see the flash on, indicating Yuki was making a naughty film of you two right now off her phone.

“Yeah,” you start, “I think we should.” Her fingers fall to your stomach, trailing down to your panty line. She hooks her fingers acting like she’s about to rip them off but she doesn’t. You let out a shudder of breath, wanting to protest but you feel her knuckles graze your clit and you begin mewling for more.

“Clit already standing so cute and puffy I feel it through your panties.” Yuki crudely comments, aiming the camera at your clothed cunt. Yuki’s dominating hand pushes your legs apart before nuzzling her strong thighs between them.

“Yuki.” You’re moaning, her finger circling along your clit ever so lightly. She’s teasing the hell out of you, but you know better than to protest. Yuki’s a sadist when it comes to torturing and teasing. Yuki could do this all night and if you dared to act like a brat she would break you before it’s said and done.

And take pleasure in every second of it.

“Choso look at how wet she is…” her finger dips down to the wet patch on your panties.. “peach getting off to sending you this little film.” Yuki giggles and reaches to rub another circle on your clit. You arch your back, moaning out as you were slowly descending to insanity if she continued to tease you.

“Yuki, please.” You beg and Yuki gives in. She moves her finger from your clit back to the waistband of your panties. She hooks her fingers and starts to pull down but ends the video for Choso. You hear the sound of the video being delivered as she continues to pull your panties off. Yuki whistles at the soaked through patch on your underwear before throwing it to the floor.  

“Fucking soaked.” Yuki curses and you laugh softly.

“It's all for you baby.” You tell her.

“Damn right it is, pretty girl.” Yuki says and begins to lean in to kiss you. Your lips meet, kissing one another and giggling in the kiss. Your fingers find her breasts, caressing them as her fingers rub circles in your thighs. She started to move her fingers closer to your center before the phone rang.

Yuki knew who it was. She breaks the kiss and reaches for her phone to see a photo of Choso lit up with the contact Pretty Boy. Yuki answers to see that it’s a FaceTime call and Choso appears. He’s in a bedroom — from what Yuki could see — with his hair down and shirt off. His face reads sexual frustration — his tattoo always grows dark when this happens — and Yuki knew her film do it to him.

“Hey, Cho,” Yuki says with a smirk, “did you like the film?” Choso blushes, shaking his head.

“You know I’m at home visiting Yuji and the family-”

“And yet you’re FaceTiming me while I finger our girlfriend.” Her fingers sank into your cunt as she spoke. You moan loudly, the sudden intrusion catching you off guard but also finally getting that stimulation you craved. Choso visibly shifts on the call, hearing you moan but he can’t see you. He swallows thickly and licks his lips before speaking.

“Turn the camera, let me see, y/n.”

Yuki obeys and flips the camera on the call, showing Choso her two glistening fingers that slid in and out of you. Choso mutters a swear under his breath, getting up to make sure he locked the door before he got busy. His two lovers were going to be the death of him.

“Look how cute and swollen her clit is, Cho.” Yuki brings a thumb to flick against your nub as she continues to finger you. Cries leave your mouth as Yuki’s ministrations make you start to rock your hips gently. Choso sees and presses a hard palm to his bulge before speaking.

“Such a pretty peach,” his voice through the speaker makes you whimper, “bet she could use my tongue right now, huh?” Yuki squeezes her thighs together at his words and decides to add a third finger in you. You whine as she curves her fingers upward to earn a lewd squelching from your cunt.

“You want Choso’s tongue right now, y/n?” Yuki asks and you nod as her fingers hit that spot she was looking for. You throw your head back, whimpering.

“Yes I miss his tongue. Miss your tongue, Cho.” You say and you hear him groan. He pushed his sweats down, freeing his cock that slaps against his pelvis. Yuki sees his thick member, veiny and heavy. Her mouth suddenly waters wishing he was here for her to taste.

“Miss eating your pretty pussy, peach,” Choso moans as he spreads his precum around his dick, “miss your juices wetting my face.” You shake from Yuki’s fingers hitting that spot again and Choso’s words.

“Should I make her squirt for you, Cho?” Yuki moves her fingers from your cunt, digits glistening as she rubbed messily on your clit. Arousal flickers from your cunt, to your thighs, and on the sheets. You let out a moan in anticipation, knowing Yuki was about to cause you to make an even greater mess.

“Fuck, yes wet those sheets for me, baby.” Choso fists his cock faster, another hand going to his pierced nipples and rolling them softly. His eyes never leave his phone as he watches Yuki finger you.

“Come on, peach I know you’re extra leaky tonight,” Yuki sinks three fingers back in, “be a good girl and wet the sheets for us, yeah?” Yuki coaxes you into relaxing your body and her praises and gentle words allow you to. You take shuddering breaths, feeling Yuki’s fingers start to move faster in you.

“Yuukiii.” You plea, arching as her fingers keep hitting that spot. Choso is watching intently, gradually seeing Yuki’s fingers get wetter each time they emerge from your folds.

“Fuck, Yuki finger her faster and then rub her clit.” Choso requests and Yuki does just that. Her fingers curve deeper, her pace becoming brutal and you wail out, screaming almost. Choso and Yuki both know it's about to come and Yuki slides her fingers out of your cunt. Her fingers rub sloppily on your clit, stimulation pushing you over the edge.

“I’m—fuck!” You attempt to warn them you feel the pressure coming but you were too gone to form words.

“Yuki’s gotcha mama," Yuki cooes, "go ‘head and squirt.” Yuki entices you and that ribbon within your belly unwinds and a geyser erupts between your thighs. Choso groans, squeezing on his cock as he watches you wet Yuki’s thighs and the sheets. Little tears fall from the corner of your eyes as the pleasure takes you to another plane of euphoria. Your thighs let out one last shake before you take a soft shudder of breath.  

“Cunt so messy.” Choso grunts as he languidly stroking his cock again. Yuki laughs and flips the camera back to her on the call. She smirks at Choso as she brings her fingers to her mouth and speaks. 

“So fucking messy,” Yuki licks you off her fingers, “wanna watch me eat her out next?” Choso smirks, the thought causing a soft pebble of precum bubble from his tip. Yuki licks her lips as her boyfriend groans, spreading his creamy essence around before he replies. 

“Fuck yeah I do.”

©𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐯 ╰┈┈➤ MASTERLIST!

[fartfather]

Ok hear me out. Readers x satosugu but reader and gojo or geto giving gojo or geto head together 😫😮‍💨

Audience of One pt.4

Satoru x fem!reader x Suguru

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Word count: 6.8k

Series Summary: When Suguru first walked in on you and Satoru having sex, it was an accident. But he couldn't say the same about every time after that. He's under the impression that this habit of his is a secret. But you and Satoru have known this whole time and didn't plan on letting Suguru know anytime soon.

pt.4 info: MDNI 18+, fem!reader, threesome/throuple, cuck Gojo, hair pulling, wrist restraints (on reader) w use of safe word, praise/degradation kink, begging, pet names (princess, baby, angel, etc), porn w plot, Gojo x reader giving Geto head

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

˚₊ · »-♡→ Shoutout to Anon for this ask (I hope it tickles your pickle ;) + @geoisoffline for requesting more fluff. I didn't realize how much I was craving fluff with this trio until I began writing this part out

Also if you’re a slut for Nanami you should check out my other series (Un)Welcome Problem

"Hey, Suguuu," Gojo sang out, leaning back in his chair, his legs propped up on the table.

"What?" Geto answered, not looking up from his book.

"You wanna see something funny?" He asked, a smirk on his face.

"No," Geto replied, not looking up from his book.

Gojo ignored his answer and skipped over to him. He pulled out his phone, holding it out to obscure his view of the book. He was scrolling through his camera roll, which had dozens of photos of you and Geto asleep from this morning. Most of them unflattering.

"Look at these!" Gojo laughed, shoving his phone in front of Geto.

Geto sighed and took the phone from him, his eyes widening when he saw the photo. "Satoru, why would you take a picture of me drooling in my sleep?!" He scolded, turning to his friend.

Gojo couldn't help but laugh, "Because it's hilarious!"

You walked in from the kitchen, coffee cup in hand and eyebrows raised from the commotion. It had been three weeks since that first night, and things were going surprisingly smooth. "What are you two doing?" You asked, sipping your drink.

"I'm showing Suguru pictures of him drooling," Gojo snickered, "he's very upset."

Geto scowled, pulling the back of Gojo's blindfold and releasing it to smack back on his head like a rubber band. The sight of Gojo's dramatic reaction made both of you laugh.

"Hey!" Gojo exclaimed, "That was rude! It's not my fault you're drooling like a dog."

"I'm not a dog, idiot," Geto said, turning back to his book, "and even if I was, I'd still have better manners than you."

Walking over, you shook your head and giggled at their antics. "Scooch over, I want to see them, too,"

Gojo immediately pulled his legs off the coffee table and opened his arms, inviting you into his lap. "Come here, beautiful," he smirked.

You smiled and climbed into his lap, snuggling up close. Though, your smile was short lived, it faded as Gojo swiped though the pictures he took this morning. Is that one of just your nostrils?- What the fuck. "Oh, ew," you cringed, "why do you have so many pictures of me drooling, and sleeping!" complaining, you pushed his phone away.

"Hey, what's wrong with it?" Gojo asked, pouting, "I like looking at them, they're cute. Like this one- look how pretty you are, even in your sleep."

"Baby- I look like I'm dead in that one, you can't be serious." You groaned, hiding your face in his neck.

Gojo chuckled and wrapped his arms around you, "More like drop dead gorgeous," he smiled brightly.

"You're the worst," you mumbled, leaning into him, "at least delete some of them."

He shook his head, ignoring your request, and turned his phone to Geto, who was sitting across from you two. "See? Isn't she cute?"

Geto laughed, his eyes crinkling as a smile formed on his face. “Yeah I like that one much better than the one of me,” You rolled your eyes and leaned your head on Gojo's chest, sighing as you relaxed. "Are you still tired?" Geto asked, closing his book and turning to you, his hand finding its way onto your thigh.

"Yeah," you yawned, "but I can't go back to sleep, it’s already too late in the day.” The sun was bright out and it was nearing lunchtime, you'd slept in later than usual.

"Well, then we'll have to make sure you stay awake," Gojo teased, his hand slowly trailing up your waist. You were wearing one of his shirts, a baggy crewneck that hung loosely over you along with a pair of his boxers as shorts. Geto smirked and leaned forward, close enough for him to caress your thigh, rubbing circles into your skin, "any ideas, Sugu?" Gojo asked, looking at Geto.

"Hmm," he hummed, his hand moving higher, "a few." You could feel your face heat up, and a small shiver ran down your spine.

"Oh?" Gojo questioned, raising an eyebrow, "Like what?"

Geto leaned forward, his hand traveling up your thigh and stopping on your hip, his fingers dipping just underneath the waistband of your shorts. "I was thinking," he began, his voice low, "that maybe," he cut himself off when your lips met in a heated kiss.

Gojo smiled and watched as your lips moved in sync. You sighed, your body relaxing into Gojo's touch as he held you close, Geto's hand was now on the inside of your thigh, just grazing against the sensitive skin.

Geto pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. "Maybe what?" Gojo pressed, wanting Geto to finish his thought.

"Maybe we could..." Geto trailed off, his lips ghosting against yours, until he pulled away and sat in his previous spot against the armrest of the couch with his arms crossed and a smug smirk, "go into the city today? I’m almost done with my book and wanna pick up a new one.”

Gojo's jaw dropped and your face heated with wide eyes. "Really, Suguru?!" Gojo exclaimed, speaking for the both of you as you were left speechless, "That's what you're going to say? Are you kidding me?"

Geto laughed and shrugged, "What?" he asked, feigning innocence, "I thought it was a good idea. It's rare we go into the city just to go and not to deal with any curses."

Gojo groaned, rolling his eyes and shaking his head, "You're unbelievable,"

"Well, it's settled then," Geto said, standing up and walking towards the hallway, "we'll go into the city! We can even go to that cute bookstore that you like- the one that has free tea,"

Gojo rolled his eyes as a smile crept up, he couldn't argue with free tea, "Okay, fine," he sighed, "let's get ready."

You stood up and walked over to Geto, giving him a playful glare, "Don't think taking me to that bookstore is going to make me forget about your shenanigans," you poked him in the side, earning a laugh from him.

"I'll make it up to you tonight," Geto promised, wrapping his arms around you and pressing a kiss on your temple.

"Good," you replied, smiling and leaning into his embrace, "come on, let's leave in like 30 minutes?"

Gojo nodded and the three of you split up, going to get ready for your outing.

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Gojo's driver dropped you three off downtown. The streets were busy and bustling with people and cars, a stark contrast from your normal quiet and secluded life at the school. Geto linked his arm with yours and Gojo followed close behind, looking at all the shops and restaurants.

You walked down a few blocks and finally made it to the bookstore you three had went there for. The small shop was dimly lit and had floor to ceiling shelves full of books. After you were greeted by the cashier, the three of you separated into your desired sections.

You were on a mission, worked your way through the shelves, hoping to pick up the next issue in your favorite series. After a few minutes of skimming through the aisles, you stumbled upon Geto. He smiled, putting down the books he was examining. "Hi, stranger," he greeted, leaning down to peck a kiss on your cheek.

You closed your eyes as his lips met your skin. He placed his hand on the small of your back and pulled you closer. "Hi," you replied with a wide smile, the spot he had kissed tingling.

His head tilted slightly as he looked down at you with a fond smile, a strand of his black hair falling from its place, "Found what you were looking for?" He asked, leaning back on the bookcase.

"Almost, I can't seem to find the last book in that series I'm reading," you said, letting out a frustrated sigh.

He laughed and reached above your head, taking down the novel that you were searching for. "You mean this one?" He asked, placing the book in your hand. You had talked his ear off about the previous books, so it was no surprise that he recognized the book you were searching for.

"Oh my god," you laughed, shaking your head, "thank you!" Geto smiled and watched as you excitedly flipped through the pages

"You're welcome, sweet girl," he hummed, ruffling your hair. He picked up his own stack of books and turned back to you. "Wanna go look for Toru?"

"Yeah," you nodded, taking his hand and lacing your fingers together, "Let's find him and make sure he hasn’t gotten himself into too much trouble."

You wandered through the store, looking for Gojo. Geto was telling you about the books he'd picked out and was explaining how the plot was progressing, and how he was excited to see the direction the author would take the storyline. God, you could listen to him talk all day.

As you looked, though, you had trouble finding Gojo. He was nowhere to be found. “We’ve checked through all the aisles, where is he?” Geto asked, obviously annoyed with the searching. You opened your mouth and were about to answer, but a familiar groan sounded out throughout the store.

Turning around, you two knew that it came from the lounge area in the corner of the store. The cushioned benches were filled with a mismatch of people reading or chatting quietly. You and Geto walked over, scanning the seating for your missing boyfriend.

And there he was.

In deep focus, Gojo sat, playing a game of chess with a child who was no older than 12. A cheeky smile spread across your lips, and Geto let out a sigh and shook his head. The two of you moved next to Gojo, who was scowling down at the kid through his sunglasses.

"Toru, what are you doing?" You laughed, sitting beside him on the bench.

"Shh shh shh- I need to focus," Gojo grumbled, his brow furrowed in concentration.

“You’re losing,” Geto said after looking at the pieces, sitting beside you on a sofa that gave you two a good view of the game.

"You think I don't know that?" He snapped, waving his hand. You and Geto exchanged a glance, "Rude," You snorted.

"How did you even get caught up in this?" Geto asked, chuckling.

"I came over here to pour myself some tea, and this little gremlin challenged me to a game of chess," Gojo explained, moving his knight forward, “Didn’t think I’d be up against a child prodigy or something,” he grumbled under his breath. You and Geto just laughed, finding his frustration entertaining.

A short while later, the game was finished, and Gojo lost spectacularly. "Ha! Check mate!" The kid exclaimed, throwing his arms up in celebration as Gojo stared at the board with his jaw dropped.

"What- How?" Gojo grumbled, tilting his head as he inspected the pieces.

You and Geto were laughing, enjoying the show. "Aww are you okay, baby?" You teased, placing a hand on his shoulder

He shot you a glare. "No, shut up," he grumbled.

"Aww, it's okay, Toru," Geto said, smirking. "You can't win them all, you know?"

Gojo sat up from the chair and rolled his eyes, “I let him win,” he mumbled, waving the child off. You and Geto chuckled, standing up as well. "Suuuure," Geto chuckled.

You took Gojo's hand and gave it a small squeeze as the three of you walked to pay for the books. "Whatever," he sighed, looking over his shoulder for one last glance at the board.

After checking out, you stopped to get lunch before going back home. You three chose a restaurant that had patio seating so you could enjoy the nice weather. You sat between Gojo and Geto, smiling brightly as you chatted and ate. "This is so nice," you sighed, leaning back in your seat, "thank you for taking me out,"

"Of course," Geto said, wrapping his arm around the back of your chair.

"Anytime, baby," Gojo added, leaning over and pecking a kiss on your cheek.

You three talked for a while longer and enjoyed the nice weather. The breeze was cool and the sun was shining brightly. After your delicious meal, Gojo paid the bill and you three decided to walk around the city for a little while longer.

"Where are we headed to next?" Geto asked, holding your hand and swinging it playfully as you walked. "Hmm," you hummed, thinking for a moment, "what about we find something sweet?" you asked looking up at him with a coy smile.

Gojo's ears perked up, "Like candy?" He asked, walking over to your side, "or pastries?"

"Ooh yes," you nodded, "either sounds great,"

"Pastries it is!" Gojo exclaimed, taking your other hand and walking ahead, pulling you and Geto behind him.

Geto laughed and shook his head, "Toru, slow down," he called out, "you're going to make us trip."

Gojo slowed down his pace, but still tugged you and Geto along behind him. After a short walk, Gojo found the bakery that he had in mind. The sweet aroma of vanilla and sugar hit you three as soon as you opened the door. The three of you ordered a variety of goodies and decided to save them for later.

Gojo took them and placed them in a to-go box, and Geto paid for your order.

"Thank you, Sugu," you smiled, giving Geto a kiss on the cheek.

"Anything for you, sweet girl," he smiled, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, "Alright, let's go home," he added, taking the box from Gojo's hand.

Gojo nodded and you three exited the shop, "I'll call my driver, I'm sure he's nearby," he said, pulling out his phone.

You nodded and the three of you waited for the car to arrive. Gojo's driver arrived shortly, and you three hopped in the backseat. "We're heading home," Gojo informed the driver.

When the three of you made it back home, Geto headed to the kitchen and you and Gojo made your way to the couch. Gojo fell onto the cushions and immediately stretched out, his head landing in your lap.

He hummed, looking up at you with half lidded eyes. You smiled and giggled, running a hand through his hair, "So pretty," You mumbled, scratching his scalp. He groaned and pushed into your touch, like a dog craving affection.

He wanted to say something smart back at you but couldn't find any words as you ran your fingernails through his hair, his mind instantly melting into jelly. Pleased with the reaction, you were more than happy to indulge him.

To both of your pleasant surprise, Geto joined as well, coming behind you to lean over the back of the couch, looping his arms around your shoulders. Leaning into the crook of your neck he whispered against your ear, “I have tea brewing in the kitchen for us, is there anything else you’d want?” His voice is like honey, silky smooth and laced with unspoken intentions.

"Oh?" You gasped, your voice suddenly high pitched and brittle. The simple act of his voice alone put butterflies in your stomach and made your spine tingle, instantly bringing you to a world of desire, "How thoughtful," You added, your cheeks warming.

He laughed and his mouth found its place on the side of your neck, his teeth and tongue grazing your skin, "Mmm, just tell me, princess. Anything you want." He hummed, Gojo's eyes fluttering open, his head still in your lap.

The devotion in his voice and the way his hands moved to squeeze at your sides had your knees weak. Gojo watched from your lap and smirked, "Sugu, stop distracting her, we still need to hear what she wants," he teased, his eyes flicking between you and Geto.

"You're right, my apologies," Geto chuckled, pulling away and kissing your head, "Go ahead, angel. What's on your mind?"

Taking a moment to gather your thoughts, you shifted slightly in your seat. “What if you made that pho again for dinner later- the one you made last week. It was really good, right, Toru?” You asked, looking down at Gojo.

Gojo's face lit up and he sat up, nodding, "Yes! Please,"

Geto smiled and pressed a kiss on your cheek, "Done," he said, making his way to the kitchen, a little more enthusiastic about cooking than usual.

"Thank you!" You giggled, "Your food is amazing, Suguru," you called after him, a bright smile on your face.

"You can thank me later, sweet girl," he winked, chuckling.

You grabbed the remote, flipping the television onto a channel, settling on a show you’ve watched countless times. As the episode started, Gojo immediately laid back down, his head once again rested on your lap. He rubbed his cheek on your thighs and his hands splayed across your legs. You ran your nails through his hair, caressing his face with the other hand. He closed his eyes and hummed, taking in all of the attention.

“Hey,” you scrunched Gojo’s hair playfully to get his attention, “I was thinking,” you started, making Gojo raise a questioning eyebrow, You cleared your throat and continued, "So... about thanking Sugu later- I think it would be fun for both of us to show him our appreciation… together?” you traced your fingertips over Gojo's cheekbone, stroking lightly.

Gojo chuckled and raised his eyebrows, his bright blue eyes meeting yours, "Oh?" He grinned, looking up at you, "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" He asked, smirking, "Tell me, what did you have in mind?"

You shrugged and bit the inside of your cheek nervously, “I dunno- you, me… on our knees… in front of him…?” You raised an eyebrow in question at Gojo, questioning if this would actually be something he'd consider. The slow smile that grew on his face should have been an answer in itself, but you'll always want to hear him speak his thoughts to affirm them.

His fingers rubbed small circles on your thighs, his eyes never leaving yours, "Mm, I like the sound of that," he said, looking up at you suggestively, his voice low and serious. "Would you like that too, hmm? Me, holding your pretty little wrists together, the pair of us sucking his dick, worshipping every inch," Gojo paused and his tongue darted out, wetting his lips, "You would look so beautiful like that, baby, his cum spilling out of your pretty little mouth.”

A smirk rose to his lips as he delivered his speech. You stayed silent, stunned at his forwardness. “Mm? Is that what you have planned in that beautiful head of yours?"

"God, you're so hot when you talk like that," you managed to sigh out, more breathily than you anticipated.

Releasing his grasp on your thigh, Gojo moved his hand to your face, gently lifting your chin. The two of you locked eyes and he leaned forward, his face coming closer to yours. "Does that mean I'm right?" He teased, watching your every move.

Nodding slightly, you answered, a nervous flutter tickled your stomach. "I just- want to make him feel good," you whispered, cupping his cheek, "and share that with you..."

"Well," Gojo smiled, leaning forward to place a kiss on your cheek, "then that's exactly what we should do."

You bit your lip, looking to meet his beautiful blue eyes. Just as your lips were about to brush his in a soft, gentle embrace, a laughter from behind pulled you from your trance.

"Oh? Are we telling secrets now?" Geto mused, walking into the room with a tray of steaming tea. Gojo pulled away quickly and rolled his eyes, "Actually, we were having a very serious conversation."

"Oh, of course," Geto chuckled, setting the tray down on the coffee table, "I forgot you're the most serious person in the world. And what would this serious conversation be?" He teased, handing you a mug.

"It was about- uh," Gojo stumbled looking around the room, trying to come up with an excuse, "World peace!" he grinned at Geto, like it was actually believable.

You rolled your eyes and almost palmed your forehead. Geto raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing his friend. He sat down beside you and smirked, "World peace, huh? Interesting. I would have never guessed."

"Yeah! We were talking about the economy and how fucked it is," Gojo continued, gesturing wildly, "Someone should really get on top of that!"

You and Geto shared a look, and both had to stifle a laugh.

"Really? Is that so?" Geto chuckled, sipping his tea.

"Yep!" Gojo replied, popping the 'p', "That's why I'm going to run for prime minister next election, and you two are going to be my first ladies!"

At this point, you couldn't hold back your laughter, Geto joined in, almost choking on his tea. Gojo crossed his arms and pouted, "Hey! Stop laughing, I'm being serious. I could totally be prime minister!"

You and Geto were practically crying from laughing so hard.

"You two are so impossible," Gojo mumbled, turning away from you. Geto wiped a tear from his eye and tried to catch his breath. "You're right, Satoru," he chuckled, "we're sorry. Please continue your very important serious conversation,"

Gojo stuck his tongue out at him, "Keep up this attitude and you won't be my first lady," he grumbled.

Geto couldn't hold back his laugh, "Oh, no. How will I live?"

"I hate you," Gojo sighed, shaking his head with a smile beginning to show.

"No, you don't," you giggled, taking his hand in yours.

Gojo looked at you and rolled his eyes, sighing, "No, I don't," he admitted.

"Come here," you smiled, pulling him closer to you. Geto set his mug down and scooted closer as well, draping his arm over your shoulder. Gojo cuddled into your side, his head resting on your chest. The three of you nestled together, cuddling closely, and watching television.

After a few episodes finished, Geto got up and made his way to the kitchen, beginning to prepare dinner and you followed after trying to convince him to let you help. "Sweet girl, you go back and relax- you don't need to lift a finger," Geto smiled, ruffling your hair.

"But I want to help!" You protested, grabbing his arm, "Please, Sugu,"

He sighed and shook his head, "Fine, you can help me cut the vegetables, but nothing else, okay?" You smiled and nodded, "Okay, deal,"

"Toru!" Geto called, turning to the living room, "Go set the table!"

"Coming!" Gojo yelled back, stretching as he got up from the couch.

You giggled and Geto pulled you into his chest from behind, his arms wrapping around your waist. "What's so funny, hmm?" He asked, squeezing your sides.

You squealed and squirmed in his arms, "Nothing, I'm just happy," you giggled craning your head back to look at him.

"Mmm, you're adorable," Geto chuckled, placing a kiss on your temple.

You blushed and nuzzled into his chest, "Thank you,"

Gojo entered the kitchen and rolled his eyes, "Ugh, I leave for five seconds and you're already all over each other," he whined, a pout on his lips, "why can't I get any attention?"

Turning to him, you laughed and shook your head. "Come here, you can help me with the veggies," you held your arms out, inviting him into your embrace.

Gojo didn't hesitate to scoop you up from Geto's hold, hugging you tightly. "Good," he smirked, burying his face into your chest, "Much better,"

"Toru, you better actually help her chop the vegetables," Geto scolded, placing an extra knife on the cutting board.

"Of course!" Gojo replied with a salute and set you down, taking a spot beside you.

Once Geto finished cooking, the three of you enjoyed the meal together, laughing, joking, and teasing.

"God, this is so good," Gojo hummed, shoveling another bite into his mouth.

"Thank you," Geto replied, "glad you enjoy it."

"This is amazing, Sugu," you smiled, taking a sip of your drink, "I don't think I'll ever get tired of your cooking,"

"Thank you, baby," Geto smiled, rubbing your thigh, "that's very sweet of you,"

"It's the truth," you giggled, "Toru agrees, don't you?"

Gojo nodded enthusiastically while slurping up the long noodles.

"Well, thank you both," Geto chuckled, continuing to eat.

Once the three of you finished dinner and cleaned the kitchen, Geto insisted on doing the dishes. "No, Toru and I can do them!" you said, grabbing a dish towel and opening the cabinet.

"No, no," Geto replied, gently pushing you away from the sink, "Toru can dry," he handed Gojo a dish rag, "but you go and relax. You helped me enough during dinner."

"Sugu, I-"

"Sweet girl," Geto interrupted, "go. Relax. You've had a busy day," When you looked to Gojo for some assistance, he proved to be no help. Instead, he gave you a big grin that made the corner of his eyes crinkle and took the towel from your hands and draped it over his shoulder.

Sighing, you knew that there was no point in arguing, so you turned on your heel and left to the bedroom.

When you walked in, you realized a quick shower sounded nice. So you stripped out of your clothes, turning the water on. Once the water was nice and warm, you stepped in, letting the water wash over you. After you finished showering, you walked out of the bathroom in your makeshift towel dress.

At the same time, the two boys we're just walking into the bedroom, finishing their clean up duties. Gojo and Geto couldn't help but stop and stare as you walked into the bedroom, water dripping down your skin, your damp hair framing your face, and a towel that barely covered you.

"Holy shit," Geto mumbled, his eyes trailing up and down your body.

"You're so beautiful," Gojo added, his eyes wide, practically glued to you.

You blushed, feeling their gaze on you. "Thanks," you smiled, giggling at their reactions, "I'm just gonna throw some pajamas on," You added, walking over to the closet.

Gojo and Geto exchanged a look and both shook their heads. "No you're not," Gojo said, crossing his arms.

"Not yet at least," Geto added, smirking, "Why cover up when we're just going to take them off of you?"

You stopped in your tracks, feeling your face heat up. "Oh?" You squeaked, looking back at the pair.

"Mhm," Geto hummed, walking over to you and taking your hand, "Unless you're not interested, which is completely fine."

Your eyes widened and you looked up at him shaking your head, "No I am interested, in fact-" you looked behind Geto to Gojo and gestured for him to come closer, "That’s what Toru and I were talking about earlier."

Geto raised an eyebrow, smiling, "Oh were you now?" He asked, pulling you closer.

"We were," Gojo added, stepping beside Geto, his hand finding its way to your waist, "and we've decided that we want to show you how much we appreciate you,"

Geto smirked, "Is that so?" He asked, leaning forward, his forehead resting against yours.

"Mhm," you hummed, placing a hand on his chest, "will you let us?", slowly, you began to slide your hand down until it rested just above his waistband, "please?"

"How could I say no to such a pretty girl," Geto hummed, leaning down to place a kiss on your neck, "especially when she asks so nicely."

You shivered as his lips met your skin. Gojo stepped closer, his hand moving from your waist, slowly trailing down the curve of your hips until it reached the hem of the towel. With a tug, it dropped from your body, leaving you bare, sans the droplets that still peppered your skin.

"Sit on the bed for us, Sugu," Gojo said, looking up at his friend, "We'll take care of you, I promise."

Geto nodded and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving you. Gojo's hand moved to the small of your back, gently leading like a dog and a lamb.

Kneeling down, you were at the perfect level. Your hand lifted to gently palm Geto through his pants, earning a groan. You smiled up at him, Gojo's hand encouraging you to continue. Geto was already straining against his pants.

"Excited are we?" Gojo asked, kneeling down beside you. Geto only groaned, bucking his hips forward, seeking your touch. Gojo wrapped his arms around your waist and guided you forward, Geto's legs spreading to accommodate the two of you. Slowly, you undid his belt and unraveld it from the loops, dropping it between you and Gojo.

As your fingers continued with the button and zipper of the pants Geto tugged off his shirt, meanwhile, Gojo grabbed the belt and narrowed his eyes while turning it.

After you undid the zipper you were about to pull down his pants, but your hands paused mid-air from Gojo's voice, "Put your hands behind your back," he commanded, voice low.

Your hands immediately dropped, the command sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. Turning to Gojo, you complied, your hands reaching behind you and clasping together. He wrapped the belt around your wrists, securing them together.

"You remember our word still right?" Gojo asked, pressing a kiss on your temple.

"Yes- blue." you nodded, testing the restraints to make sure it wasn't too tight.

"Good girl," Gojo hummed, gently petting your head.

Geto was watching the exchange with lidded eyes. He couldn't help but feel more aroused from watching you so obediently follow Gojo's commands.

Gojo turned his attention back to Geto, "Now, where were we?" He asked, helping you pull down Geto's pants.

With his cock springing free from the confines of his pants, he was already rock hard, precum leaking from the tip.

"Look how excited he is for us," Gojo smirked, taking Geto's length in his hand and giving it a slow, firm pump.

"Fuck," Geto groaned, bucking his hips into Gojo's hand.

"So eager," Gojo teased, pumping him again, this time even slower. Shifting your weight forward, you pressed a soft kiss onto the inside of his right thigh. Geto moaned, his eyes trained on you. Slowly, you kissed up his leg, moving closer and closer to his throbbing cock.

Gojo's hand continued to stroke Geto slowly, the anticipation killing him. Before you could reach where he wanted you, you moved your lips to the opposite side, starting all over. Geto whined, bucking his hips, but Gojo's free hand shot to his hip, holding him in place.

"Patience," Gojo tutted, slowing his pumps even more.

"Toru, please," Geto groaned, his head falling back, "just let her suck me already- or you suck me, or at least jerk me off faster."

Gojo chuckled and shook his head, "So impatient. Do you deserve it?"

"Yes," Geto hissed, his fists balling up.

"Toru, be nice," you pouted, looking up at Gojo, "he deserves it,"

Gojo sighed and smiled, "Go ahead, babygirl," he hummed, keeping his grip around the base of Geto's cock.

You lifted yourself onto the tops of your knees and were about to capture the tip in your mouth when Gojo unraveled his hand around Geto's cock and pushed his pointer and middle finger into your mouth. Your eyes widened, surprised from the action, but you opened your mouth and Gojo's fingers immediately went deeper.

"Get them nice and wet, baby," Gojo hummed, gently thrusting his fingers in and out of your mouth, "good girl, just like that."

Geto watched with lustful eyes, Gojo's fingers disappearing and reappearing from your lips. After a moment, Gojo pulled his fingers out and moved them back to Geto's cock, using your spit as lube. With his other hand he wrapped your hair into his fist and brought you to his balls.

"Suck," he commanded, and you obeyed. Opening your mouth, you sucked and licked obediently, Gojo's hand guiding you.

"Toru-" Geto moaned, his fingers tangling in the sheets beneath him, "that wasn't what I meant- please, just let her suck my dick,"

"She's a good girl," Gojo hummed, "listening to me so well. Aren't you, baby?"

You hummed in response, Geto's balls still in your mouth. "See?" Gojo chuckled, petting your head, "And she’s doing such a good job too. She can stay down here a little longer, seems quite comfortable."

Geto groaned, his cock throbbing from the sight before him. You, on your knees, bound hands behind your back, and your mouth worshiping his balls.

Gojo tugged your hair, pulling your mouth away from his balls and brought you just a breath away from the tip of Geto's cock. "How badly do you want to fuck her pretty little mouth?" Gojo asked, his fingers tracing Geto's length.

"So fucking badly," Geto groaned, his knuckles turning white from his grip on the sheets.

"That's not good enough," Gojo smirked, shaking his head.

Geto groaned, bucking his hips forward, but Gojo was faster, and moved you away before Geto could hit his target. "Toru, please," Geto begged, "please let her suck my cock,"

"Hmm," Gojo hummed, pretending to think, "see- I think you can do better than that," Gojo looked down at you, "don't you think so, babygirl?"

You nodded, Geto's tip glistening from the precum that was practically pouring out. "I think so too," you hummed, licking your lips.

Gojo smiled and nodded, "See? Our sweet princess agrees. Tell me, Sugu, how badly do you want her pretty lips around your cock?"

Geto whined, Gojo's fingers were still tracing the tip and driving him crazy. "Toru, please. Fuck- I'm desperate," he groaned, his head falling back, "I've been thinking about her gorgeous mouth all day, and now she's so close and I can't even touch her. Please, Toru, I'm falling apart." Geto groaned, bucking his hips again.

"There we go," Gojo chuckled, "that's what I wanted to hear." With that, Gojo brought you forward and commanded, "Open,"

Immediately, you opened your mouth, waiting patiently, your eyes trained up at Geto. Gojo guided you down, and the sensation of your warm tongue against Geto's tip had his hips jerking up involuntarily. His head immediately hit the back of your throat, his length filling your mouth.

"Fuck," Geto moaned, his grip on the sheets tightening, "shit- I'm sorry, princess, are you okay?" Geto asked, his voice raspy.

You hummed in response, looking up at him with damp eyes and bobbing your head. Geto moaned, your humming vibrating through his cock.

Gojo watched with hungry eyes, his hand tangled in your hair, guiding your movements. "Isn't she such a good girl? Look how pretty she looks with your cock stuffed in her mouth,"

"Fuck, she's perfect," Geto groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily.

You hollowed your cheeks, swirling your tongue along his shaft. With Gojo's hand guiding your movements, you took Geto's length as deep as you could, your nose brushing his pelvis.

Geto moaned, his hand moving to the back of your head. Gojo immediately swatted him away, "Hands off," he warned, narrowing his eyes.

"Toru, please, let me touch her, please," Geto begged, his hand hovering just above your head.

Gojo hummed, pretending to think, "I suppose. Since you've been so good," Gojo released his hand from your hair and Geto immediately replacing and tangled his fingers into your locks.

"Fuck, you look so gorgeous," Geto groaned, his hips bucking up. You moaned around his length, his praise going straight between your thighs.

Gojo knelt down and whispered into your ear, "Does that make you wet, baby?" he asked, his hand moving down your body and resting just above your clit.

"Mmhm," you hummed, bobbing your head. Gojo's fingers dipped lower, collecting the wetness that was pooling between your thighs.

"She's so soaked," Gojo chuckled, bringing his fingers to Geto's lips, offering him a taste of your slick.

Geto's tongue darted out and he immediately moaned, sucking the digits into his mouth. "She tastes so good," Geto groaned, his cock twitching in your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks again and bobbed your head, your tongue tracing the vein of his cock.

Geto shuttered, his cock hitting the back of your throat again. With his hand tangled in your hair, he was controlling the pace, his hips jerking up erratically.

"Someone's getting close," Gojo chuckled, watching Geto's abdomen flex as you deepthroated his cock. Geto whined, his fingers tightening in your hair. You continued to hollow your cheeks while sucking him as deep as you could. Gojo moved onto the bed behind him.

After undoing Geto's bun, he pushed aside his hair and placed kissed down his neck, starting from behind his ear. "Toru, fuck- she feels so good," Geto groaned, Gojo's tongue tracing the shell of his ear.

"Mhm, I bet she does. Such a good girl," Gojo hummed, nibbling on his earlobe, "look at how happy you make her..." his finger tips scratched through Geto's scalp massaging it gently. Geto moaned, his head falling back, resting on Gojo's shoulder.

Gojo wrapped his hand around Geto's hair and tugged, giving him perfect access to his neck, "How happy you make me," He bit down unexpectedly, his tongue tracing Geto's pulse, "how lucky we are to have you,"

Geto cried out, his cock hitting the back of your throat again.

"Look at you, falling apart so beautifully," Gojo hummed, his tongue licking the shell of Geto's ear, "such a good boy."

You hummed around Geto's length and bobbed your head faster, his grip tightening in your hair.

Geto moaned, Gojo's bites and licks on his neck, mixed with your mouth sucking his cock sent him over the edge.

"Fuck- princess- I'm gonna cum," Geto groaned, his hips bucking up, "fuck- fuck!" he cried out, spilling down your throat, his orgasm crashing through him.

Gojo wrapped his free hand around Geto's chest and held him close, your mouth milking him through his orgasm. Once Geto's orgasm subsided, his grip on your hair loosened and Gojo helped you pull away, his length slipping from your lips.

"Such a good girl," Gojo hummed, Geto panting, his eyes closed. Gojo's hands immediately undid the belt restraints around your wrists. You pulled your arms in front of you and Gojo massaged the red marks that were forming from the restraint and peppered them with kisses.

"Come here," Geto hummed, opening his eyes and extending his arms, "my sweet girl," You crawled onto the bed and Geto immediately pulled you into his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and Gojo crawled onto the bed behind you, his chest flush against your back. Geto cupped your chin, his thumb tracing your lips, "You're incredible," he hummed, leaning down and placing a kiss on your swollen lips, "so perfect,"

You giggled and snuggled into his chest, "thank you,"

"Toru," Geto hummed, reaching a hand behind you and beckoning Gojo closer. Gojo wrapped his arms around you and Geto, his lips peppering kisses between your shoulders. Geto tilted your chin up and captured your lips again in a soft, loving embrace.

"Thank you," Geto hummed, "both of you, that was amazing,"

Gojo chuckled and rested his head on your shoulder, "Of course."

"Anything for you," you hummed, tracing Geto's chest, "are you feeling relaxed now?"

"Very," Geto smiled, "would you like me to return the favor?"

Gojo perked up and shook his head, "No, let me," Gojo hummed, wagging his finger, "you sit back and relax, Sugu, I'll take care of our girl,"

Geto chuckled and nodded, "If you insist," he hummed, unwrapping his arms from you and Gojo, “but only for this round- next round I call having her legs wrapped around my face," he smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Gojo nodded and grinned while flipping you over and pinning you down underneath him. "Hi," he smiled, his face inches from yours.

"Hi," you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck, "kiss me."

"As you wish," Gojo hummed, closing the space between you.

Geto watched from beside the pair of you, a smile on his face, "Mm, I'm so lucky,"

[stvharrngton]

Okay how about a blurb where reader got out of hospital like a couple days ago (totally not self inserting) and wants sexy time with Steve but he’s afraid of hurting her so he’s so gentle and loving and it’s just lots of fluff within the smut <33 also ily so much

your wish is my command 😌🫶 hope you enjoy bestie ily more <3

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1.7k (because i apparently don’t know what a blurb is)

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, fingering, p in v, lots of pet names and praise, softie steeb

taglist: @dukesmebby @saturnband @sweetbabygirlsworld

You were staring.

You really couldn’t help it. Eyes glued to your boyfriend who was sauntering around the place shirtless, no less. Steve wasn’t making this easy for you.

He insisted you didn’t lift a finger, that you ‘sat your pretty little ass on the couch and don’t move’, were his specific words. Why he had to fluff your pillows and refill your juice with no shirt on, hair all tousled and grey sweats hanging low on his hips, you had no idea.

The muscles in his back and broad shoulders flexing every time he moved, biceps bulging when he reached to fix a photo frame. You couldn’t help but clench your thighs, an audible sigh that could have easily been mistaken for a moan falling from your lips as the boy stretched in front of the window, the light peaking through the blinds decorating him in a warm glow.

Steve shot you a look of concern over his shoulder at the small noise, immediately rushing over to your side. Features worried at the discomfort on your face, a look that Steve mistook for pain, rather than, well, a craving for something else.

It had been a little while since you and Steve found yourselves tangled between the sheets, your extended stay in the hospital putting a minor dampener on your intimacy. But you’d had enough, every little touch or soft spoken word from Steve sent a shiver down your spine.

“Babe?” He asked as he knelt down beside you, “What is it? Are you hurting? What do you need?”

Your heart swelled at his concern but all you could think about was how big his hand looked as he placed it on your thigh.

“What is this, twenty one questions, Stevie?” you hummed.

He scoffed playfully, pretending not to notice how you took your bottom lip between your teeth as his fingers inched instinctively further up your leg.

“Yeah, yeah,” he murmured, “what’s got you all hot and bothered, babygirl?”

Warmth prickled your skin, excitement coursing through your veins. You couldn’t help but just blurt it out, Steve looking all too irresistible, the way he was smirking at you all too coy.

“You, Steve,” you whispered, voice shy and quiet, “you’ve got me all hot and bothered.”

“Oh,” Steve stammered, looking a little hesitant, his mind pondered between his options, “baby, look I—“

“Please don’t say what I think you're about to say.” A sigh fell from your lips, a defeated look washing over your features. Lips forming into a pout that Steve thought was oh so cute.

Steve reached up to cup your face, his thumb swiping over your cheek, “Honey, you just got out of the hospital a couple days ago,” he said, taking a second to press a kiss to your knee, “I want to, fuck, I want to so bad but I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me,” your act of persuasion had begun, leaning up in hope of capturing his lips in a kiss, “but I can’t wait anymore, Steve, I’m aching for you.”

The moment those words were spoken into the space between you, Steve was like a rabbit in headlights. Wide eyed and jaw slack, he couldn’t speak. A best of silence in the room, a quiet ‘fuck’ murmured from his lips.

Steve leant in slowly, his lips brushing against yours ever so slowly. Sure, you’d spent plenty of time exchanging kisses here and there but this time felt like it would actually leave somewhere. Somewhere that would have your legs shaking and cunt dripping.

It was soft and slow, a kiss full of want and longing. You breathed a sigh into Steve’s lips, eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks as everything started to unravel inside you.

Steve was gentle, his hands barely touching your skin as they wandered over your body. His fingers danced over your chest over the soft cotton of your t-shirt, curling under the hem, thumb brushing over your erect nipple.

You moaned loudly, a feat that would be embarrassing if you weren’t so ready for Steve to take you there and then. He smiled against your lips, fingers travelling lower and lower until they reached your shorts.

Delving beneath the waistband of your shorts and panties, Steve ran a finger through your folds, soft and slow. You keened under his touch, hips bucking involuntarily.

“Easy there, pretty girl,” Steve cooed, “God, you’re so wet already.” Finger pressing into your already throbbing clit, moving in tender circles. You cried out in pleasure, a sweet sound that Steve was so happy to hear once again.

Steve groaned as he slipped his fingers lower down your heat, plunging two thick fingers into your sopping hole. Your walls clenched around him, back arching from the plump pillows propping you up.

His fingers pumped in and out of your pussy painfully slow, a teasing motion that wound you up tight, already so close to the edge. “Steve,” you whined, “please, need more. Need you.”

It came out strangled, pleading, begging. Steve was in awe of your figure laid out on the couch, loved up doe eyes in a haze as he watched you come undone.

“Fuck,” he moaned, tongue darting out to wet his lips, “are you sure, baby?”

“Yes, God yes,” you wailed, fingers coming to rake through his soft brown locks, “I can’t wait any longer, Steve, please.”

Steve carefully removed his fingers from you, subtly sticking them in his mouth as he groaned at your taste. He curled his fingers around your shorts, pulling them down your legs. A sharp intake of the boy’s breath as his gaze fell on your soaked panties.

Standing up straight, losing his grey sweats, Steve’s cock hard and straining against his boxers. He leant over you, fingers wrapping around your cheek as he pressed his lips to yours.

“Can you scoot up, sweetheart?” He asked, “Let me get in behind you, hm?”

You nodded against his kiss, shuffling closer to the edge the best you could. Ridding himself of his boxers, Steve wrapped his fingers around his throbbing cock, exhaling in pleasure.

Steve slotted in right behind you, both of you laying on your sides. He let his lips wander over your neck to your shoulder, teeth nipping so softly. Cock still in hand, he swiped the tip between your folds, collecting your slick and spreading it over his length.

He pressed the head of his cock into your entrance, barely getting the tip in before you moaned out. Steve hushed you, hand rubbing up and down your arm soothingly, “Oh sweet girl,” he cooed in your ear, “it’s okay, you’re doing so good.”

Steve pressed his lips to your neck as he felt you nod, urging him to press himself into your pussy more. He inched in slowly, your walls hugging his cock tightly.

“Fuck, I missed you.” Steve hissed. He squeezed your arm as his head rolled back against the sofa, a loud moan tumbling from his lips at the feeling.

Your eyes fluttered closed as you hummed Steve’s name, a pretty whisper, a delicate sigh. You felt so full, Steve’s cock stretching you out sinfully. A fluid motion of his hips rocking against your ass, his cock fucking in and out of you slow and gentle.

Steve’s lips were all over you like a whirlwind, soft kisses all over your dewy skin. The shell of your ear to your cheek, lips sucking on your earlobe before licking a stripe up your neck.

“Steve,” you whimpered, the feeling so overwhelming, your boyfriend being so close to you, fucking your so deep but so gentle.

“I know, baby,” he cooed, fingers curling around your cheek, bringing your gaze to his, “I know, you’re doing so good for me. Taking my cock so well,” lips crashing to yours, tongues mixing and swirling together, “missed this pussy so much.”

Steve snaked his arm around your back, his hand grasping onto your tits, the other went to your thigh, lifting your leg ever so slightly. The new angle allowing him to go deeper, his hips still rocking slowly against your ass.

You were too caught up in your own pleasure to realise what you were doing, hand travelling down your stomach to your pussy. Middle and pointer finger rubbing over your clit slowly, the sensation paired with Steve’s cock soothing your aching cunt causing you to mewl out an outrageous moan.

“Oh fuck, that’s it, baby,” Steve moaned, nose nuzzling along your neck, “there you go, that feel good, hm?”

You could only reply with a moan of your own, your climax fast approaching. It was all too much, Steve’s hands all over you, all soft and loving, his lips pressing sweet kisses to any exposed skin he could find. Your fingers on your clit, Steve’s thick cock filling you up.

“Can I cum, Steve? Please, baby, please.” You whined, fingers moving a little faster, a little harder over your puffy clit. The wet sound of Steve fucking himself into your pussy only pushing you towards your orgasm faster.

“Come on, pretty,” he cooed, eyes switching quickly between your own fingers on your clit and your beautiful fucked out features, “cum all over my cock, honey. Let it all go.”

Crashing over you like a tidal wave, your body wracked with pleasure and electricity. You arched your back off Steve’s chest, wailing out incoherent babbles that only Steve could pull from you. Your chest heaved as everything went white hot, Steve’s lips on your shoulder bringing you back down to the ground.

“Such a good girl,” Steve whispered from behind you, “so beautiful, so sweet. Fuck.”

Steve wasn’t far behind you, your walls clenching around his length pushing him closer to his own high. Hips moving a little faster, as fast as he would allow himself whilst still holding you like a feather, so soft and delicate. Steve sunk his teeth into your shoulder, whispering words of encouragement to himself.

“Fuck, just like that, baby,” Steve moaned, letting his climax overcome his senses, thighs clenching and fingers digging into your thigh, “shit— ‘m gonna cum.”

One more roll of his hips and he was gone, cock spurting hot cum inside you, high-pitched moans leaving his pretty lips. His soft tan skin flushed pink, sweat dampening his brow. Steve called out your name, a strung out moan as his cock stilled inside of you.

Steve’s chest heaved against your back, his face buried in the soft skin of your neck, nose inhaling your perfume. You stroked your fingers along his arm in a soothing manner, coaxing him through his orgasm.

“Fuck,” you sighed, “I missed you so much.”

Steve chuckled against your neck.

“Missed you more, beautiful.

[kvtie444]

⋆‧₊˚ TEACHERS PET .7

summary: Reader has a new teacher and finds herself falling for him blahblahblah teachers pet by melanie vibes xoxo ouch.

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July became the somber conclusion. The spring, filled with the blossoming of love, now felt like a cruel illusion. Despite his professed love, I questioned the authenticity of our connection. Winter's usual melancholy paled in comparison to the new depths of summer depression. With school out, I languished in bed, nursing self-pity.

The school board granted me permission to stay due to my high grades and this being my first school issue. Yet, the purpose seemed lost without Matt. My room echoed with the loud hum of the fan as I scrolled through my phone - 2 missed calls from Madi, 4 from Mum, 1 from Dad, none from Matt.

I had no motivation or energy to go back home for summer break. I craved this town's familiar embrace, knowing Matt was still in the same place as me. Comfort came in waves, even though the worst part was that I didn't hate him - I still loved him.

Swiping off from calls, I checked the weather app - today marked a heatwave, the hottest in a decade. Amazing. I groaned and decided it was time to do something. Self-pity couldn't be my refuge. I texted Madi:

To Madi F What are you doing today?

From Madi F Hey girl!! Missed u <3 Some of the girls and I are having a little bonfire tonight. It starts at 7 if you wanna come? x

To Madi F I'd love to :))

Madi F liked your message

From Madi F Would you mind picking up some 6 packs, please? I'll send you the money. We're all just setting up rn x

To Madi F Of course, don't worry about it x

I sigh and get up, opting for a cold shower to refresh myself. The cold water soothes my weary body, and after that, I change into a crop top, shorts, and trainers. Walking through the familiar park on my way to the grocery store, I notice the leaves, once orange and crisp, have turned green. Birds chirp from the trees, the grass is lush, and the sky remains cloudless — a comforting sight.

Upon reaching the grocery store, I grab a trolley and head straight to the back where the alcohol is stocked. Loading up with a couple of packs and bottles, I make my way to check out, fanning myself as I wait in the blistering heat. After paying and bagging up the drinks, I exit to the car park, realising there's no way in hell I could carry all these bags home in this heat. Groaning, I push my trolley through the car park, undeterred by the curious gazes of onlookers. Sweating, I finally reach my building and head inside, trolley still in hand.

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"3, 2, 1, go!"

I smile, watching our friends shotgun their beers around the bonfire in the middle of our circle. Perched on a refurnished log turned into a bench, I swirl my drink in a red solo cup and take a sip. Madi wraps an arm around me, "smileee" she chimes, she holds up her digital camera. I oblige, looking at the cute photo of us – me in a white mini skirt co-ord and her in black shorts and a cami. Downing my drink, I decide to get a refill.

"I'm getting a top up," I tell Madi, walking back to the makeshift bar area she set up (a cheap, fold-up table and half-empty drinks). I pour vodka into my cup, attempting not to spill it in my drunken state, when murmurs catch my attention.

"Yeah, she was screwing her professor for better grades." "Damn, I would too, to be fair. He was fine."

I whip my head around, giving the gossiping girls a stern look. "The fuck did you just say?" I speak up, liquid courage taking control over my body. The eyes around the fire pit turn towards us.

"What? That you were sleeping with your teacher?" the ringleader says, cocking her head.

"What's it to you? Just because the only dick you can catch is from some lowlife frat boy with more STDs than you can count," I spit back, kissing my teeth. "So obsessed and for what," I continue, rolling my eyes. Others come over, standing between us to calm things down, pulling me away.

"Yeah, that's what I thought, bitch!" the other girl yells as they retreat. "Watch when I see you again!" I shout back before Madi pulls me inside.

"Y/n, let's get you some water, okay?" she says softly, leading me to the kitchen. I perch on the island, trying to maintain my balance. She brings me a cup of water, and I sip on it.

"Stay here for a second, okay?" Madi leaves the room briefly. I struggle to focus, my head spinning. I'm so fucked up, and all I can think about is how much I miss Matt. He doesn't even work at the school anymore. What are they going to do? Not let me speak to someone who has nothing to do with my college anymore. I take out my phone, wrestling to unlock it, eventually succeeding. I go to texts and send him a message. fuck it.

To Matt S I miss you.

・₊✧ Matt pov ˚｡⋆

From Y/N I M IF DDD YOY

I gaze at my phone, attempting to decipher her message. She's clearly drunk. Is she alone? Is she safe? Is she with strangers? Shit.

For a moment, I stare at the screen, wrestling with the internal conflict. Ending things with her was one of the hardest things I had to do, especially seeing her in this state – shattered, pleading for me to stay. It was a sacrifice for her future, ensuring she could stay in school, earn a degree, and build a happy life. Not a day goes by where I don't think of her – waking up, reaching for her, preparing meals for two, driving past her building. She was my oxygen. I'd rather die than be the one hurting her. But I needed to.

Fuck it, I can't handle this. I dial her number. After three rings, she answers. Silence. "Y/n?" I say. "Hey," she replies. Her voice, I've missed it so much. "Are you okay?" I ask. "Why didn't you call me?" she slurs. My heart breaks even more. I sense the sadness in her words. "Y/n, where are you? Are you safe?" I attempt to steer the conversation. She sighs and sniffs. "I'm at a friend's, but I don't want to stay here. It's gone to shit. Everything's gone to shit," she mumbles. Sighing, I rise from my spot on the sofa. "Send me your location; I'm on my way."

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O1 behind the lens — kicking my feet and giggling !

scaramouche x g!n reader

“When you said we were going out for a meal I didn’t think you meant a cat cafe,” you mused as you slid into the seat Kuni pulled out for you.

“You mentioned you liked cats during class,” Kuni shrugs, sitting across from you and flinching as a cat jumps up onto his lap almost immediately. You were a little envious…whether it be of him or the cat you didn’t know.

“I have a cat,” you grin, always eager to show anyone your precious baby. You hold back though since Kuni doesn’t seem the type, but much to your surprise he kept up with you as you swiped through your photo album dedicated to you and your roommates’ cat.

“Cute,” he hums, a soft smile on his face as you put your phone away.

“Me or the cat?”

“Both,” he easily says, mindlessly petting the creature in his hands.

You feel you cheeks heat up at his comment, hiding your face behind the menu as he snickers at your reactions.

“You’re so fucking easy to fluster.”

“No, it’s just you.”

“Oh?”

“Shut up—”

“I’m sure you’d like that.”

“Shut up!”

behind the lens !

masterlist — prev | next

background info for kuniyn you both have the same major and are in the same photography class and became friends after being paired for multiple projects together

everyone other than scarayn use their public accounts to reply to private tweets but the fans don’t see them just pretend 😇

have only been to a cat cafe once in my life LITERALLY SO FUN cures ur depression fr

made the message icons different than the twt ones so it’s more fun

synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

author’s notes — finals are over 🔥 kinda jumping in cus in order for the au to start i gotta build on their existing off camera relationship which is HARD but i hope it’s good 😓

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[leviathans-watching]

om m.list ━ brothers (part 1)

[back] | [part 2]

➳ edit 7/11/23: i hit 100 links on here, so everything posted on/after this date will be found in part 2!!

cupping their cheeks

awkward/embarrassing situations they've been in

sleeping/waking up with them (includes dateables)

dancing with them (includes dateables)

how they confess to you

"you were mean to me in my dream" (includes diavolo)

choosing the 'parent' tiktok trend (includes diavolo & barbatos)

chill mc (includes barbatos & simeon)

mc's afraid of bugs

mc doesn't celebrate their birthday (includes dateables)

rejecting them

rejecting them alt version

calling them by a pet name

when they hurt your feelings

coming out as nonbinary

mc w/ braces

seeing you in cute pjs

mc's afraid of needles

reactions to teaching diavolo wap

when you have a nightmare

wanting to cuddle you

teen delinquent!mc

holding their hands

reactions to you crying

comforting you when your dreams are insulted

hardworking mc

sharing their birthdate

sharing their birthdate alt version

calling them your whole world

using their shampoo (includes diavolo & simeon)

how they act on vacation

'losing interest' tiktok prank

defending you from a creep

coming out as ace (includes solomon)

when they're jealous

when they see snow

catching you sleeping

when you have art/writers block

"would you still love me if i were a worm"

waking them up to ask if they're asleep

at your wedding

burned-out mc

'the ick' prank

slow dancing with them

comforting a heartbroken mc

their morning routines

going on a boba date with them

seeing mc all bundled up for the cold

using kisses as leverage

picking them up from the airport

them as seasons

how they give you the ick

touching their horns/tails/etc.

slow learner mc

mc w/ glasses

before you

falling asleep in front of them

valentine’s day with the obey me boys

explaining the dentists to them | part 2

mc on their period

mc isn’t playing therapist

"i didn't want to be here"

you're dating someone?!?!?

mc’s brothers

carving pumpkins with them

nowhere to go for the holidays

mc with type 1 diabetes

when they (try to) surprise you

when they turn into toddlers

having a hard time in the human realm

comforting you after a loss

chaotic/feral mc texts (includes dateables)

photo not loading

adult twins are cringe

pride month?

deleting everyone cute

mc craving sweets during that time of the month

obey me boys as funny tweets | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | pt 5 | (includes dateables)

the brothers at university

pet names they call you (includes dateables)

om characters as wikihow memes (includes dateables)

obey me bros + pinterest nails

“he wants to order”

things not to say when someone comes out (includes dateables)

D&D(evildom) Beyond! - 6.5k, oc!mc

“Leviathan, Abel, what were you doing?” Lucifer prompts, and the two share a look.

“We were playing Dungeons and Dragons,” Leviathan begins slowly, “which, now that I’m looking–”

“–Our opening scene was awfully similar to this,” Abel finishes.

“Wait, are you saying you think we’re in your campaign?” Satan asks, eyes wide, and Leviathan nods.

“I mean, it makes total sense,” he says with budding excitement. “Like, I’m obviously supposed to be a ranger, Abel’s definitely an artificer, and Lucifer’s a total paladin. This is so cool, it’s like my dreams are being brought to life right before my eyes!”

my new neighbors are demons *not clickbait* - 1.3k

I love your writing ❤️❤️❤️

Can I request a shot with MC’s neighbor sort of just moving in and seeing the shenanigans of MC’s life that is the three realms.

Chaotic lessons from Solomon.

Accidentally catching MC using magic through a window they forgot to close.

Talking to Dia and Barbatos and Dia missing all social cues and taking everything literally.

Either be MC x Mammon or platonic with all

But also the brothers as they waltz into MC’s home whenever they are or are not in their home.

I can also see luke and mc bringing this guy extra sweets they baked

I’m sorry, I know this is a lot. I just thought your writing would match this perfectly.

come hell or high water - WIP; fem!reader

“Let’s get one thing straight,” he barks. “I don’t like you, nor do I respect you. This whole program is utterly ridiculous and I fear Prince Diavolo is a fool for suggesting such a thing. You’re just a lowly human, got that? You’ll always be nothing, especially to me, The Great Mammon.”

If he was looking for tears or offense, you were afraid that is not what he’d receive. You’d been playing the court since you were young, so these insults were nothing new to you. Actually, it was almost a relief for him to underestimate you because of your status as a human, and not a woman. Men were so dreadfully pigheaded sometimes, and you were sick and tired of having to play the good girl card, only smiling demurely instead of sharing your mind as you wished.

“Not going to say anything?” Lord Mammon snorts, and you cock your head at him.

“My apologies, Lord Mammon,” you say, “for I had not realized you were done speaking. I’m afraid I wasn’t listening all that closely.” Lord Mammon gapes at you, but you’re not finished. “Furthermore, I don’t know what the women down here are like, but I assure you, a few brash curse words and scowls thrown my way is not enough to scare me.”

(A Regency AU. Sort of)

mc on her period - 1.5k; fem!reader

“MC?” he asks, stepping closer to you. You manage a weak smile though you think it may have come across as a painful grimace. “Are you sick? Why are you huddled on the couch with like-” he pauses, eyes flicking over you, “-five blankets?”

You’re still not super used to any of them, what with you only having been in the Devildom for a few weeks, but you figure there’s no need to mince words. Demons could handle a bit of vaginal bleeding, couldn’t they?

“I’m on my period,” you say, and he winces. Maybe they couldn’t.

Sticks & Stones - 13k

“MC seemed off today, right?” Satan asked, looking at his brothers.

“For sure.” Belphie agreed, and it was quiet for a moment.

“I was going to ask why they were wearing your jacket, Mammon, but now I’m more worried about this,” Leviathan remarked, and Mammon smirked a little, but it was overshadowed by concern for his human.

“To be honest,” Asmo dabbed at his mouth daintily with a napkin. “I’ve been noticing it for a little while now, not just today.”

“As have I.” Lucifer seemed more serious than usual. “It is our duty as MC’s hosts to make sure that their time in the Devildom is satisfactory, and if they’re feeling down, it would be a good idea to know why.”

“Because we’re their hosts,” Mammon mocked. “Lucifer, we’re all worried about them, so ya can admit it too.”

* * *

You had been feeling a little low in terms of yourself, and the brothers decide to remind you if your self worth.

Are We Really Sure Crazy Equals Genius? - 2.5k; fem!reader

anon ask: can i request a obey me fic where female mc is super badass but also kinda crazy? like she has a gun or something idrk? thanks xx

[bkghq]

cute things they do in a relationship

cw: gn! reader, cursing ? idek, its really fluffy , oh and also mentions period

includes: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirschtein and levi ackerman

—eren

eren is protective, very protective but not in an over-bearing way. whenever you guys are outside he always makes sure to physically hold you either its holding your small hand in his big one, or placing his hand on you waist. he likes to show everyone that you’re his and he is yours and they should fuck off before even thinking about hitting either of you up.

he loves playing with your hair, he loves how smooth and soft they feel. he’ll massage your scalp whenever you guys are sitting idly. like you’d be doing the most random things like scrolling through your phone while he’s on his own and his hand will find it’s way to your scalp and start scratching it.

is superrrrrrrrrrr clingy, he always has to be touching you one way or another. either its cuddles kisses sitting on his lap sitting on your lap he doesnt care, eren craves physical touch and he isn’t even one bit ashamed of it. totally agrees with the fact that his love language is physical touch. is literally attached to you by the hip

facetimes you at the most random times like he doesnt care if you guys are far away from each other he has to be either texting you 24/7 or ft you. he’ll ft you late at nights and just stay on the call watching you sleep not in a creepy way ofcourse, with a dumb look in his eyes and small lovestruck smile on his face

(in the titan!au) shifts into his titan form and puts you on his shoulder so you can see beyond the walls. whenever he’s in his titan for he will always and always pet your head with one of his humongous fingers. loves when you pet the side of his titans face, and give him a light peck on his cheek even tho he cant really feel it lmao. his pointy ears turn all red and drop down whenever you kiss him when he’s in his titan form.

—armin

the best boy anyone can ask for tbh, continuously checks up on you. always sends “good morning baby! have a great day, i love you :)” texts in the morning, “hey love i brought you food, would you mind if i picked you up from class so we could eat together ?"during lunch time. Continuously asking if you, "drank enough water??” or “had dinner/lunch/snack yet?”.

leaves cute little notes in his pretty handwriting inside your books, motivating you or just cute things in general, when he knows you are stressed with school work. “i believe in you! you can do it.” “work is important but dont forget to take breaks in between to eat something and stretch your back!.” “i’m only one call away if you want something.” or just random “i love you sooooo much <3” notes inside your books.

lends you his clothes out of the blue like you don’t even have to ask him to, he’ll just do it himself. whenever he comes over he brings a huge ass bag filled w his hoodies and sweatshirts that smell like him so so warm and cozy, he’ll just hand those 5-10 hoodies like its no biggie and he NEVER asks you to give them back NO, not until you give them back to him so he can wear them again, so they start smelling like him. and once they do, he’s back with his giant ass tote bag filled w hoodies for u lol

always helps you w school work and exams, goes the extra mile so he knows you’re well prepared for your exams. he’ll make flashcards, notes, powerpoint presentations and what-not just so you’re well prepared

always gives you compliments literally on the smallest thing ever. whenever you do something new, either its paint your nails or add one picture to your photo collection on your wall armin will always notice it cause he’s a very great observer and will genuinely compliment you, “that nail shade looks very good on you,” or ,“hm is that the new picture of us on the beach baby, i’m so happy you’ve put it her you look so beautiful.”

—jean

he’s a softie and that’s that. Jean will do absolutely anything and everything that leaves your mouth. he doesn’t care if its 3 am if you want ice cream you will get it. Jean has his priorities straight and you’re on top of the list. he’ll run as many errands as much you want him to.

adopts pets with you, jean is really fond of animals, and if you are too that’s a win win. it doesnt matter to him if you’re a dog person or a cat person he’ll adopt any animal as long as it you guys’ sweet little baby. hell he’ll even buy a frog if you fancy one and call him ‘baby kirstien’. jean loves animals and adopting one with you is the best decision of his life

takes you on long drives like every other day. long drives with you and your guy’s adopted golden retriever ? yes anytime. he’ll drive for hours just listening to you talking while he has his free hand intwined with yours, occasionally pressing kisses on the back of your hand he’s holding

is def one of those people who start deep talking at night, gets so much into what he has envisioned his future with you, “i always have dreams, you me our dog and prolly our toddlers runnin’ around causin’ ruckus. wanna grow old with y'love.” gets SO sappy and gushes about how he can’t wait to wifey you up one day wrap a pretty ring around your finger and give you the life you truly deserve.

buys you cute little presents here and there, either he’s a broke college student or a well off business man, it’s a habit of jean. whenever he sees something on his way back home that reminds him of you he will buy it. he loves spoiling you, you’re his queen and he’d give you the stars and moon if you’d ask, small presents here and there are nothing but him appreciating you and thanking you for being the light in his life <3

—levi

makes you coffee every morning before you wake up. you always wake up to your coffee in bed with your handsome boyfriend stroking your cheek lovingly with one hand while the other one holds his tea mug. no matter how old you guys grow, or how long you’ve been dating, levi will always make coffee for you before you wake up.

gets genuinely disgusted if you ever even think about paying when you guys go out for dates. deadass is so offended, will give you the nastiest glare if you even put your hand anywhere near your purse when the bill arrives, “oi, oi, oi what d'you think yer doing brat?” slaps your hand away. doesnt even lets you check the total amount.

gives you forehead kisses at the most random times, you’ll be working in the kitchen or working on some presentation and he’ll randomly appear pressing a chaste kiss on ur forehead and petting your head

has your period tracker downloaded on his phone, so he can prepare a few days before you start period. stacks the fridge with ice cream and juices. chocolates so many chocolates. literally gets everything you crave to everything you need like tampons pads and heating bottles. always is there for emotional support too.

©K4TSUKISSI’ 22 reblogs are appreciated, however do not repost or modify without my permission

[nateezfics]

PRETTY PLEASE

PAIRING — yunho x reader

GENRE — smut, sugar daddy au, ceo au, sugar daddy!yunho, ceo!yunho, aged up!yunho, fem!reader, dom!yunho, sub!reader

WARNINGS — smut, unprotected sex, self pleasure/masturbation, phone sex, begging, orgasm control, overstimulation (slight), praise, fingering, use of pet names, daddy kink, dirty talk/sexual language

WORD COUNT — 2.3k

SUMMARY — “where are your manners? you know you have to ask nicely if you want something from me, princess.”

Your actions could all be chalked up to boredom and your own insatiable need to be dicked down in the nastiest way possible.

You were left to your own devices for the better part of the last forty-eight hours as Yunho went from corporate meetings, to business brunches, and spent hours face first in his laptop while he held a phone to his ear. If you would’ve known that this was what accompanying him on his business trip to New York City entailed, you would’ve stayed home. But you didn’t expect this; you expected luxury and designer shopping and champagne toasts and sex on every surface of the hotel suite. You were incredibly disappointed and beyond impatient. And so desperate to be fucked it almost made you want to go insane.

Yunho was never fond of you sending inappropriate texts to him while he was working, you had learned that the hard way earlier on in your relationship with him, but you felt mischievous. You were looking for something, anything, to do in this excess of spare time, and sending him heavily sexual texts seemed like just the thing to do.

Your phone buzzed with a text and you immediately opened the message, your heart fluttering wildly in your chest.

Daddy💵 💋💕

What exactly do you think you're doing?

You bit your lip to suppress the grin threatening to spread across your face. Your thumbs tapped against your phone screen as you typed your reply.

You

What? I’m not doing anything, daddy🥺

Daddy💵💋💕

Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what you're doing.

You

I’m just texting you. You’ve been so busy lately…and I’m here all alone💔

Daddy💵💋💕

I’m working. I need you to be a good girl for me, okay? I promise I will give you everything you want and more, but you have to behave, princess. That means you can’t be sending me these kinds of texts while I’m at work.

You rested the phone on your chest for a moment as you lied there, closing your eyes and rubbing your thighs together as desire pooled between them. You should’ve listened to him. Yunho had always been so good to you; he never denied you of anything. All he ever asked was that you behave, and you did. He rewarded you with whatever you desired whether it was a designer handbag or his cock. He spoiled you. But something in you craved rebellion. Maybe it was boredom, maybe it was because you were pouting, and maybe it was because you were horny. Regardless you wanted nothing more than to do the opposite of what he wanted you to.

You were lounging in a satin dress, but were completely bare underneath. Your sex was bare and wet and needy, and you couldn’t help but reach down to cup it to ease some of the ache. You sighed at your own touch as your thighs spread apart. The heel of your palm pressed into your bundle of nerves while your fingers caressed your slick folds. You slipped a finger in, moaning instantly as you quickly curled it within yourself. You basked in the pleasure for just a moment before using your free hand to grasp your phone. You angled the camera just right, enough to capture the way your finger dipped into your hole, and snapped the picture. You didn’t think too long before you texted that photo to him, breath caught in your throat as you waited for his response.

It was just a few moments later when your phone came to life with the sound of your ringtone. Your heart fluttered in surprise as you looked at the picture of him on your screen, your thumb resting just over the green answer button. “Hey, daddy~”

You heard a smirk. “You think you’re so cute, do you?” Yunho’s voice was low and thick with annoyance, but there was a hint of need to it that you picked up on, and it made your cunt flutter around your finger. “What’s with you today, hm? Didn’t I tell you to behave?”

You bit back a moan just as you decided to insert another finger. “Yes, you did.”

You heard his small tsk from the other end of the line. There was a beat of silence before his voice was ringing in your ear again. “Are you still touching yourself?”

You curled both fingers into you, and you didn’t hold back, allowing yourself to moan into the phone so he could hear. “Yes.”

He cursed, and his voice had gotten much deeper like the thought of you on the other end with your hand on your pussy was playing vividly in his mind. “You’re so needy for me, huh? You’re touching yourself because you’re too impatient to wait for me. God, you’re so spoiled.”

You whimpered as you fucked yourself with your two fingers. You were so aroused, your cunt leaking and drenching your fingers completely until they were shiny with your slickness. You were too focused on chasing the building high that you almost didn’t hear when Yunho began to speak again.

“Uh uh. You can’t cum just yet.”

Your hand came to a halt as you whined. “Daddy…”

“Where are your manners? You have to ask nicely if you want something from me, princess.” You could hear the smugness in his voice.

You huffed petulantly, already feeling your high slipping away as your hand remained still. “Daddy, I’m so close. Just let me cum!” You rolled your hips into your hand and hissed at the sweet friction. There was a deep chuckle in your ear.

“You’re so used to me spoiling you that you don’t even know how to say please. My, I’ve ruined you, princess.”

Small whimpers spilled from your lips as you continued to grind your cunt into your palm. You were regaining the momentum, the coil in the pit of your abdomen tightening again. You were spurred on by the fact that he could hear you, yet could not do anything to touch you, making you yearn for him even more. Your heart was erratic as you fingered yourself, your body flooding with growing pleasure. You needed to cum so badly, and you hoped he wouldn’t stop you again.

But today was a day for doing things out of the norm.

“I would love to hear your pretty little sounds as you come undone, princess, but I’d rather you not cum right now. You haven’t been very good today, and you’re oh so impolite.”

“Daddy, please —”

Another deep chuckle. “Oh so you can say it! But it’s too late for that now.”

You let out a shaky cry. It didn’t take much for you to crumble, desperately whining and begging for him to let you cum. You’d never begged him for a single thing, especially not for pleasure, and it was entirely foreign to you.

But unbeknownst to you, his cock was hardening in his trousers at the sounds of your pleas for him. Yunho adored to shower you with all your heart’s desires, and he never could’ve imagined how much he’d love to hear you beg. “I love the way you sound when you beg for me, princess. I think I want to hear a little more, but in person this time. Wait for me, I’m leaving my meeting right now and heading back to the hotel. You better not cum until I say so.”

The phone call went dead and there was a resounding silence left in its wake. Your arm fell onto the mattress at your side while your other remained across your body, your hand still wedged between your thighs. You ached to cum, to feel the release you’d worked yourself towards. You huffed petulantly, frustrated over being denied what you so craved for. You made no move to take your fingers from within you, and the temptation to finish yourself off despite Yunho’s wishes was clawing away at you. You could have done it, could’ve given into your own desire with just a few more thrusts of your fingers. They slid in and out slowly, eliciting a moan from your lips, and your pussy fluttered from the impending orgasm. You halted just a moment later. You’d already been bad enough, and the usual good and obedient girl within you warned you to stop before you dug yourself into a deeper hole.

It felt like forever waiting on Yunho to enter into the hotel. He stepped within the suite’s bedroom a few moments later, his tall frame looming over the end of the bed before you had time to react. You moaned at the sight of him, dressed in his normal business attire. The black suit was tailored perfectly for his body, and the fitted pants did little to hide the imprint of his half hard cock.

The fringe of his black hair fell over his forehead, and you swore you felt your cunt gush with renewed arousal. If you weren’t aching for him before, you certainly were then as he crawled over your body, his cologne wafting all around you. Yunho’s eyes locked with yours as you both came face to face, so close his breath mingled with yours. You waited for what he had to say, but you were the first to break the silence when his hand dipped between your thighs to cup your soaked sex. The moan was loud, guttural, and hoarse with need. He kissed your jaw just as you arched into him. “You’re so fucking wet, princess.”

Your hands grasped at his arms as you reveled in his touch, that very touch you’d been longing for over the last couple of days. His fingers traced the seam of your folds, coating them in your slick desire. You sighed his name in relief that he was here, that he was touching you.

The relief was short lived. “You didn’t cum did you? You’re so wet it makes me think that you did.”

You shook your head frantically. “N-no, I didn’t! I promise!”

Yunho gazed down at you with questioning eyes as if he was deciding if he believed you or not. He smirked, shaking his head. “I hope not for your sake. I don’t want to have to punish you for that, too.”

Your mouth opened to question him, but all that came out was a broken curse as he slipped two of his fingers into you. They slid right in thanks to how wet you were, and he waisted no time in setting up a swift pace.

Yunho’s lips were at your ear. “Beg for me, princess. If you want to cum, you’ll have to work for it.”

“Don’t do this, daddy,” you whimpered. “I want to cum so bad it hurts.” Your grip on his arms tightened in desperation.

He shook his head. “I said beg,” he ordered sternly. He thumbed your clit, eliciting another cry from you. “If only you had been patient. If only you didn’t decide to be a bad girl. I was almost done, you know. I was finishing up as fast as I could so I could spend the rest of this trip with you and fuck you so good until you saw stars. I wanted to pleasure you, princess. I hate denying you, but you left me no choice. Now beg or I will stop right now.”

Words failed you as pleasure overrode every function in your brain. You moaned some, stuttering as you tried to piece together words through the fog of euphoric sensations he was pumping into you. Somehow, you offered him the best you could. “Please, daddy. Please let me cum. I need you so fucking bad. I’ve been craving you this whole trip. I was so needy and desperate and I just had to touch myself. I couldn’t wait anymore. I just needed your attention and your touch. Please, I want to be good again. Let me cum, daddy. Pretty please!”

You barely registered his soft “good girl” before euphoria erupted in your veins. Your whole body shuddered under the weight of your release. Broken sobs left your lips, and Yunho was quick to capture them with his own as he kissed you. His fingers worked you through your high, pumping into you to milk you of every last bit of pleasure. It felt too good for you to even kiss him back, your mouth slack against his.

“That’s it, princess. You did so good for me.” Yunho’s lips trailed down your jaw and neck as he removed his fingers from you. He found his way back to your lips before looking into your eyes, adoring the way a haze of pleasure had settled over your features. “Now I’m going to fuck you like I’ve been dying to this whole damn trip.” He didn’t bother to fully undress, only pulling his trousers down enough for his now fully erect cock to break free. He was seated within your heat in a matter of seconds, and the sounds that came from you both were nothing short of primal. His thrusts were shallow as he allowed you some time to adjust, though with how wet you were he didn’t really need to, your pussy accommodating him with ease.

“Oh, god, please, daddy! I need you to move!” Your legs wrapped around his waist to get him to move faster, deeper. You were beyond eager to cum again.

Yunho chuckled. His thrusts remained gentle just to tease you. The pout on your face was too adorable. “I don’t think you realize what you’ve started, princess. I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of the sound of you begging for me.”

AUTHOR’S NOTE — y’all don’t even know everything that went on just for me to get this posted :’) i struggled with this one so hard, idk i’m just not very fond of the finished product. oh well. it’s here, it’s posted, and it’s another fic for the 3k follower event completed. please show this some love, i really could use it! thank you <3

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[feralforpapa]

Missionary Man [Part 1]

Papa Emeritus III/Terzo x AFAB!Reader

Plot: You’ve been an assistant to Terzo and the clergy for a year. After some weeks of not getting to spend time with him due to your hectic schedules, you finally get the chance to have one on one time with him while accompanying him on tour.

Warnings: Flirting, mentions of sex

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“Does Nihil have to insist on sending out this Message From The Clergy newsletter every month? I understand writing about what’s going on in the ministry- but this section on this year’s 5 greatest saxophone solos is just…”

“I take it saxophone isn’t your instrument of choice, si?” Terzo chuckled as he smoothed out the lapels of his suit, checking out his appearance in the dressing room mirror.

You were traveling with the band for their current ritual tour; you were an assistant to the band whenever they travelled. It could be grueling work at times, especially when Terzo and the Ghouls weren’t having a smooth night, or if the after parties got too wild and you were stuck trying to corral a bunch of drunken Ghouls. But, It was interesting fun none-the-less, though. You preferred it over hanging around the ministry all the time like some of the Siblings of Sin did. However, when the tour seemed to drag on and on, you found yourself craving the sanctity of your own room and quiet time more and more.

“I don’t have a problem with the saxophone, Terz’. I just think it’s a bit biased that your father named himself as first place for all 10 of them,” you laughed, pausing to let your eyes skim over to another section.

You smiled when you spotted a photo of Copia holding one of his pet rats.

“This is cute, though.” You pointed out a certain page in question to show Terzo. “The Cardinal’s Rat of the Month. I see he chose Esther this time- oh- Primo has gardening tips, too.”

You continued to smile down at the page, taking in Copia’s picture and finding yourself thinking about how striking he looked. His painted eyes stared back at you through the page, and you found it peculiar to be seeing him in this type of way. You liked the Cardinal well enough; the two of you had gotten just about as close as you had with Terzo, and some of the other members of the clergy - specifically the Ghouls that helped front the band. Copia had always come across as endearingly awkward to you, though. Whether he was showing off his rats or being seen around the ministry riding leisurely on his trike. Perhaps that was where his charm came from, though. There was an innocence about him that wasn’t very common in this line of work.

“Mhm, striking and-“ Terzo paused running a comb through his raven black hair to get his part just right. “Perfect,” he purred at himself.

“Hellooo.” You waved the newsletter in front of Terzo’s face to block his gaze from the mirror. “I hope you’re listening. Nihil’s definitely gonna ask if you read this.”

“Mia cara, please. Your Papa is getting ready for a Ritual, eh? I have more pressing matters than the old man trying to occupy his retirement time.”

“As an assistant to the clergy and, especially, a Papa - it’s my job to tell you that you look great,” you replied, laying the newsletter on the vanity where Terzo sat, gazing at him through the mirror. “And you do. Trust me. The women and men are gonna be throwing their garments on stage and offering up their first borns to Sathanas to you, like always.”

“Hmm, si.” Terzo turned his stone gaze to you through the mirror this time, and his mismatched eyes studied your face. “And when can I expect to add more of your garments to my ever growing collection?” His statement was punctuated by a sly smirk.

You stared at that piercing gaze of his through the mirror, only tearing your eyes away long enough to try and hide the blush on your cheeks. When you did muster the courage to turn your eyes back to him in the mirror, he was still staring at you. Terzo had a natural scowl to his expression; he always looked like he was ready to scold someone. His intimidating expression was only enhanced by his papal paint and that coy smirk that was always plastered on his - very kissable - lips.

You scanned over his eyes once more and had to make a conscious effort not to bit your lip right in front of him and give your neediness away. You were trying to hold onto some semblance of professionalism. But that was always impossible whenever you were alone in a room with a man that embodied the very definition of lust.

“Oh, so I am still catching you eye, then?” You hummed back at him, letting a smile tug at the corner of your lips.

Terzo scoffed at you, turning his head to look at you directly this time as he observed you from the corners of his eyes. He was looking at you in the same way that a lion might fixate it’s attention on it’s s next meal. It seemed as if Terzo had the same idea based on that familiar glint in his eyes.

“Don’t be coy, Tesoro. Don’t try to pretend that you and I don’t eye fuck each other during black mass all the time.” Terzo’s tongue brushed against his bottom lip, like he was re-living some of the past encounters the two of you had in the past. “I have missed your company. Don’t think that you aren’t on my mind.”

The man was terrifying and suave all rolled into one, and it was slightly infuriating at times.

You weren’t shy or innocent by any means, of course. After all, you were working for a satanic clergy - but, even so, Terzo had a way of making you clam up and feel shy. That being said: you weren’t any stranger to his charms, or his voracious appetite for carnal pleasures. You had only been with the ministry for a year, and it had only taken your first 2 weeks of that time for you to succumb to his charm. You had no complaints there, though. It was a well known fact that he had bedded a decent half of the clergy’s members - how he didn’t yet have any little Terzo’s running around was a compliment within itself.

You chewed into your lip, replaying the smoothness of his tone over and over in your ear. His tone and accent were like as pleasing as the feeling of silk against skin - it was the best way to describe it. And hearing his voice tell you that he missed you was enough to sent you melting into a puddle right where you sat. Somehow you managed to keep your composure, though, but all you really wanted to do was pounce him right then and there. If you weren’t on a time limit for him to go onstage, that would have been the case.

“We do make eyes at each other during Mass,” you admitted through a sigh, crossing your legs to stave off the arousal settling between your legs. “I’ve missed you, too. I know Sister Imperator keeps us both on a fast-paced schedule a lot of the time. I feel like Mass is the only time I’ve seen you these last few weeks.”

You turned your gaze down to your hands as you fidgeted with your fingers, but you could still feel those piercing eyes of Terzo’s boring into you. You pulled your eyes back up to his, locking in a stare with him for a moment. It was almost funny, because you knew that fans from the rituals would kill for a moment like this.

“Maybe I should start coming to confession. I��d see more of you then, yeah?” You finally added.

“I would make time for you either way, bellissima. But, if you have much to confess, then who is a Papa to deny you, eh?”

The clergy kept you rather busy at times, and with Terzo being a busy Papa, it was safe to say he always had a lot on his plate. But, you were thankful for times like these when you could accompany he and the Ghouls while they toured, and it surprisingly provided a more intimate setting where it was just the two of you. You knew Terzo had a harem of siblings that were always vying for a chance to get some time alone with him - whether it just be because they wanted to have confession with him, or a little more than just a confession.

You’d be a liar if you said it didn’t send the smallest tinge of jealousy through you whenever you saw him getting involved with someone else. But, at the same time, you knew that it was just who he was in his nature, and it was just a benefit of his role within the church. Everyone wanted to be close to him; no matter if that meant physically, mentally, or spiritually. He had a role to fulfill and he did it well - too well sometimes. He was so good at what he did that it was the sole reason why you felt this ache in the pit of your stomach for him at night, and it was the reason why your hand often found it’s way between your thighs during those times. The man could have you begging for Lucifer’s mercy, even when he wasn’t around.

You smiled again, eyeing Terzo closely this time. “Then I have confessions to make, Papa.”

Terzo smirked, keeping his eyes level with yours. You watched his chest rise as he took in a deep, satisfying breath before he let it out slowly. His gloved hands came up to smooth out the lapels of his suit as he finally lifted himself out of his chair, standing in front of you as his eyes cast a shade darker. He reached out, placing his gloved fingers beneath your chin to lift your head up to look at him.

“And what is your confession?” Terzo purred, grasping your chin gently.

[fromasgardandback]

Relationship Types // Moon Knight Men Headcanons

masterlist | oneshots

Marc

i think Marc is a soft and quiet lover

like he isn’t open with his emotions and thoughts, but as he gets more comfortable with you, he opens his heart and mind

this man has been through some serious shit in his life, so as a partner he needs someone who can be that stronghold for him

when he comes home from work and he just needs to hold you, you’re there

when he’s going through these emotions about his past, you’re there to listen and just be there for comfort and acknowledgment that he’s going to be ok

wholeheartedly, Marc is a cinnamon roll when no one else is around

he may have this tough exterior to him, but when he gets drunk he karaoke sings David Bowie and yes it is Ziggy Stardust

you fell for Marc so hard and even in dark moments you stood by him because nothing is too hard for the man you love

date nights are a must and it has to be at least once a month, if not more when you both could

cuddles are a must at night, even with his night terrors he’d hold you closer

the best part is that not even Khonshu could break you up, and that means a lot

Steven

i think we all know that out of all three of them, Steven is the softest and shyest

he makes it known to you how much he appreciates, loves, and cares for you and all you do for him

you help him with his nightmares, night terrors, PTSD, trauma, and other things he deals with but doesn't mention as much

you cook/bake him comfort foods and treats when you know he’s going through it

Steven deeply loved you for being his other half to build him back together, and you loved him just as much for being the missing piece you needed

you brought out Steven’s extroverted side by going out on dates more, having more adventures, different museums, and traveling to different countries

don't get it wrong, Steven is a homebody through and through, but he wouldn't pass up the opportunity to be with you anywhere

most nights were cuddles in bed and talking

mornings were you favorite though. you’d wake up with him early, climb out onto the balcony with coffee/tea and watch the morning sunrise

soft and gentle moments together is what both of you craved and needed

Khonshu never had a hold on Steven and even if he could, he wouldn’t let it affect your relationship

Jake

and this man… he is the most passionate and affectionate

little pet names, nicknames, and cute words spoken between you two were common

Jake rarely called you by your name, but replaced it with ‘mi princesa’, ‘mi amor’, and ‘mi corazon’

he would make it a priority to be home most nights to be with you, cooking dinner together, being together

when the days he was away from home, you’d send him photos and voice memos to get him through his trip, with him doing the same

there wasn’t a time where Jake wasn’t thinking of you, naughty and nice

even though he can be hypersexual, you’ve calmed him down in that energy

you helped him become domestic and more of a homebody than just someone who sits quietly in the corner of a dark room doing nothing

he laughs and smiles more because of you, he’s happier because of you

your relationship is something other people on the street envy, which is a good feeling to know that others want your kind of love

even though Khonshu is in his life, Jake would never let him anywhere near you

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[ofherpinkways]

Fall Vibes With Him 🍂 (multi fandom)

A/N : Ah watched Twitches yesterday with fall candles lit while drinking Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Chai Latte (I felt like that bitch ) . Going to pumpkin patch later today then following it by watching horror movies later on. So I'm feeling very inspired- 🤍🩰🧸

Summary: Doing fall things with him.

Fandoms : Cod,Dead Poets Society,Gilmore Girls,Sons Of Anarchy, The Bear.(characters I specifically imagine for this

Fandoms : Cod,Dead Poets Society,Gilmore Girls,Sons Of Anarchy, The Bear.( ↓↓↓ characters I specifically imagine for this ↓↓↓ )

Cod: Gaz,Horangi,Keegan,Soap

Dead Poets Society: Charlie,Meeks,Neil

Gilmore Girls: Logan,Luke, Jess

SOA: Chibs,Jax,Opie

The Bear : Carmy,Richie,Marcus

Making the trending "Boo Baskets " for each other ,of course he's going all out for you when he's making his

Also doing the tie matching blankets fall themed of course while Halloween Town is playing the background

Forcing him into a Bath and Body Work for new candles and new perfume. He ends up getting headache from all the smells because you made him smell each candle you wanted asking for his opinion on them , he hated most of them.

Going into a Spirit Halloween . You instantly ran into the animatronics.. You made him test the ones that scared you. Sneaking from him and scaring him with a mask

You guys drove past a Starbucks, you begged him to stop for good ten minutes ,long past the coffee now . He was doing great of not giving up until looked over seeing your puppy dogs staring him down . He sighed and turned around, you both got the Pumpkin Spice Chai Latte. You forced him to get his .

Going to a Pumpkin Patch, going through the corn maze. You joke about how you guys should live on a farm. You guys crave the pumpkins and do the pumpkin head trend . Extra points if you have a pet and get a little pumpkin for your beloved fur child having them in the photos hoot

Watching different Halloween movies every night of October either a horror movie or something on Disney +

Listening to Halloween playlist when driving around

Taking a trip to Este Park Co and going to the Stanley Hotel. Also walking around the mountain admiring how beautiful it is. Going through all the cute little shops . Doing a ghost tour

Going through Haunted Houses clinging onto him for dear life the whole time

[bbyquokka]

5:30 pm (bc)

➥ genre: suggestive | timestamp MDNI

➥ warnings: fem!reader | suggestive themes | sending and receiving explicit texts and photos [consensual] | pet name [babygirl]

➥ words: 0.4k

➥ a/n: after seeing that selfie of chan, i had to! sry its so short, but i seriously couldnt think. my mind turned to literal mush

➥ m.list – ➥ ao3

It was a long and boring day. You'd felt like the time had passed at a snail pace. you'd be at home, bored outta your mind. There's nothing on tv, social media is as boring as ever and you have no one to entertain you.

Chan's away performing case 143 so he's expected home until early hours of the morning. You'd be texting each other but seeing as he was busy getting ready, it would take him 30 mins to reply back – if not longer.

He would send you an innocent selfie, one of him smiling and doing a pose. "how'd I look?" At first, you didn't notice what he was wearing nor the cuffs hanging from his belt loop, however, at second glance you did.

Thoughts would come flooding to you, thoughts about what he could – and would – do to you with those cuffs. Telling him how you truly feel, telling him all your thoughts and how you couldn't wait for him to return home, not only got you a bit hot and bothered, but also him.

If he could, he would return to you right now, cuff your hands behind your back and take you from behind. Ring out every gorgeous moan and pant from you till early hours of the morning. Make you sore but also crave more of him. He would want to see you on your knees and beg for him, beg for what you really want.

The texts would get riskier, hotter. Your body burning up with desire to the point where it becomes painful and uncontrollably. You decided to step it up a notch by sending him a cute, explicit mirror selfie.

knelt down in front of the mirror, legs parted so he could clearly see your wet patch between your legs, top lifted up just enough for him to see your under boobs – Chan would lose his shit, but he wouldn't make it known – two can play at that game. You think you'd won, got the upper hand, however, your phone would buzz and up pops a selfie that makes you drool and squeal.

Slouched in his seat, legs parted. He made sure you could see his hands and arms because he knows how much you love them, how much you love seeing his veins protruding. A seductive look on his face, the red cuffs on his belt loop in shot – Bang Chan is one handsome man who loves to tease.

"You think you won, huh? You thought wrong babygirl. Come sit on my lap and let me have my way with you. Let me punish you for being so naughty."

[tetsunabouquet]

Zero Kiryu- His soft, cute side (Headcanon)

A/N: Hereby I will cover Zero, as the request was for both the Kiryu twins. You can find the one for Ichiru here.

-As a little boy he used to sleep with a white stuffed rabbit. -Zero likes holding something when he sleeps. He'll hold onto anything that's within the reach of his arms. Which is why his parents got him the rabbit because he would never let go of Ichiru. This was all fine and dandy until one time where Ichiru couldn't wake his brother up when he was sick and he ended up vomiting over Zero. -Actually loves cute stuff. Animals, babies, cure girls, its his weakness. There are tiny little instances of him being attracted in a sense to things that are cute and innocent. The reason behind this is tragic however. Because he was robbed of his childhood, and could never go back to feeling like a regular kid again after the event with Shizuka. His inner child is craving the comfort that cute things provide. -He keeps the photos Kaien made of him and Ichiru to himself as dear treasures. -On that topic, he also created a photo album of baby Ren because he deep down regretted that the Headmaster never knew his second grandchild and he knew Kaien would have wanted to make a photo album if he had been there. -As an adult, he secretly misses having a pet sometimes. It doesn't have to be a horse again, but he would certainly have liked to own an animal or two. After Kaien's death, he mostly thinks about wanting a cat to keep the headmaster's love for kitty aesthetics with him somehow. -One time during an arts and crafts project Ai made for Zero on Father's Day when she was little, she seriously overdid it with the glitter. His clothes were still carrying glitter traces by the time he had to go to work. The other hunters sure sniffled behind his back at the sight of the sparkles. -Considering the amount of time he spent babysitting AI and the fact he promised to play house with Ren and AI (something we never see Yuki do), its safe to say Zero is the one who primarily plays games with the kids. He would even allow them to dress him up or 'do his hair and make-up' if they pouted cutely enough. -Which is why I think that there was at least one time where he had to pretend to be an evil dragon, with Ai playing princess and Ren playing the brave knight rescuing her sister from the tower. -If Aido wasn't babysitting during the playdates between Ai and Seiya, then Zero was. -Considering Seiya has a niece, this means he also had a younger sibling and I bet Zero was Aido's preferred babysitter for his 2nd child because Zero had already proven himself as a capable babysitter. -Whenever young Ren needed new clothes, it would be Ai and Zero to take her on a shopping trip. -I also think that Zero would often accompany Yuki had time to read Ren bedtime stories. He would always fall asleep beside his daughter, and Yuki thought it was too cute of a scene to wake him up.

[nonprodigalchild]

Someone needs to write a fic where damian rescues a litter of kittens and its mom and just names them after his family,ending with everyone getting one kitten because alfred states that damian cannot keep all of them in the mansion

Tim with a very lazy orange cat that lays on his face when he stays more than 20 hours awake and bites every single cable he owns

Jason with a tuxedo cat that is the most sweet cat ever, hangs on his shoulders and purrs all the time

Dick and his super snarky fat grey cat, the most spoiled cat ever, that refuses any pets but meows for them anyway, because fuck if they dont crave the atention

Cass and her little black cat, a quiet shadow that never makes a fuss, likes to hang in high places and scares the living crap out of everyone at night by meowing

Duke with a tortoiseshell straight from hell, that just gets the crazies at the most random moments, breaking every single vase and family heirloom in the house, and god good dont they meow soo loud

Steph gets one too because yes, a calico cat, she makes a social media for them the same day, by the second it has more followers than any member of the batfam, full of photos of the little one walking with steph on the town, wearing cute clothes, sleeping and what not.

The mom Damian gifts to Bruce, because she doenst trust anyone else but damian and bruce, that understands how it feels to want to protect your family against the world while living in a city so full of darkness

I just, the bats and their cats, because cats are like that, they are a kind of love that you have to deserve, that you get by loving them just the same, but god its worth it, because when you get it its like no other, loyal to a fault and if that doesnt sound like the bats kind of love i really dont know what else

[mistydeyes]

Are your pairings still open? Feel free to ignore this if they aren't

Pronouns:

She/her

Appearance:

5ft tall (short as hell) and chubby.

I'm very Pale with freckles and green eyes. I have dyed black hair cut into a shag with bangs.

I'm very insecure about my body and kinda hate the way I look. I may have a slight eating disorder but Im usually fine. Currently trying to lose weight healthily.

I dress kinda alternative in blacks and am always wearing a bunch of jewelry. (Mostly ones I make). I am also always wearing boots (Often platform boots).

I wear tight pants both beacause they look good and I have sensory issues. I can't stand loose ones and mostly wear yoga pants.

Other:

I love to sew, crochet, make jewelry, draw etc... Basically anything where I get to create something. I love seeing an idea come to life. I'm constantly making things and I like to fidget with anything I get my hands on (meaning I have a habit of breaking stuff) (oops).

I constantly crave affection (but will never admit to that) I really love cuddling, and am definitely touch starved but anyone who knows that has figured it out themselves. Because for some reason my brain thinks I don't deserve any of it.

I am way too nice to everyone, even at my own expense and tend to Bury my emotions when I am in pain. I have Depression and some anxiety and tend to worry about if anyone I know actually likes me while simultaneously thinking that I don't deserve anyone to love me.

I am shy and awkward as heck. But I will talk your ear off if you get to know me.

I love all animals and have a particular fondness for the odd ones. Reptiles and fish are awesome but I love everything including worms that I will rescue from the sidewalk.

I own some fish and shrimp that I love. My plecos and my gecko are like my babies. Especially my boy Groot. He's an albino bristnose pleco and is very ugly, but I love him so much. My entire phone is photos of him and my leopard gecko Leo. (Resisting the urge to attach one) (nevermind) (I'm attaching photos of him, Leo, and my other pleco- Carlos)

I know a lot of random facts about animals and can rant for hours about my interests. Very passionate about animals and their care. Love all mine even if I might play favorites.

I'm also not super Great at reading social situations. Expecially flirting. I am so oblivious and unless someone is incredibly direct I won't notice it or think it's a joke.

I will gift people I like things I make. I make a lot of plushies in particular that I create. I love to see people happy

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish (a/n: ur lil pets are absolutely adorable!! i literally cannot get over how cute they are, thank you so much for including pictures of them)

How you met: The first time you and Johnny met was definitely a story that entertained all your friends. It all started when you were at the pet store buying crickets and mealworms for your geckos. As you inspected the container of dried insects, someone came up next to you. You first noticed his basket was full of a 5lb bag of dog food that he effortlessly held in one hand. The next was his smile that lit up is face as he looked at you. "I think a restaurant would be a better place to find food don't you think," he asked you and you were a little confused. "But these aren't for me, they're for my geckos," you corrected and his smile faltered a bit. "I uh was just saying maybe I could take you to a nice restaurant some time," he sheepishly said and rubbed the back of his neck as his face grew pink. You had a habit of being terrible at reading social situations and were blushing profusely. "OH, I'm sorry I'm really bad at telling when people are flirting with me," you corrected. "Don't worry, I'm Johnny by the way," he said as he shook your hand, "how about I give you my number and you can call me when you're free? It looks like you have a little army to feed." He wasn't wrong, you were rushing home to feed your babies and this was just meant to be a pit stop. He read out his number as you typed in his number on your phone. "And don't worry if you don't want to, I won't take it to heart," he joked and went to go pay for his things. You stared at your phone for a while as you looked at his contact name "Johnny AKA pick-up line guy."

A peek into your relationship: "Open it," you said excitingly as you pushed the box into Johnny's hands. You had been working on a gift for him for ages and were happy to finish it just as winter was approaching. You had tried your best to keep it a secret and delayed the project as Johnny would always find a way next to you. "Alright, alright, chill little lass," he said as he pulled apart the layers of gift wrap and the lid to a box. You watched intently as he grabbed the two items which sat on a pillow of tissue paper. "You've really outdone yourself, bonnie," he said as he pulled out a crochet hat and scarf. "Heard you can get cold when patrolling and I thought it would keep you warm," you smiled as he inspected the stitches. He eventually saw that you had sewn a little patch with a dog that looked similar to his. "Yer attention to detail is something else," he said as he tried on the set for you. You quickly grabbed your phone as you snapped a picture of him. "That one's a keeper," you said as you laid your head in his lap. He took this time to pepper your face with kisses as you laughed at his stubble brushing your face.

Months later when he was on deployment, you got a message from Ghost that showed the scenery of a snowy cliff and in the center of photo was Johnny bundled up with his scarf and hat.