#lovey youuu~

[trashlord-007]

hiya bestie! i hope you're doing okay! i miss you <3

Mia!! Bestie 🥺 how are you?? I've missed you, too! I'm so glad you're still on the site~ so many of my moots seem to have disappeared, I'm really glad to hear from you 🥰

[apertures-angel-archive]

crawls to your door sniffling and crying like a wet cat /pos

C'MERE FUCKER. BEAM ATTACK

[astralnymphh]

okay hear me out right… horndog!farmellie thats so incredibly horny that she cums untouched in her boxers from you kissing her neck and sucking on her nipples 🤫

ughhh the usual horndog!ellie !! always so sensitive when the tables turn n she gets pleasured ౨ৎ MDNI !! very lovey dovey

setting the scene, night time, both of you reclined supine into the cushy nature of your bed, crafting a little gully in the mattress with your combined weight. a thin sheet wisped over the curvature of your bodies, rippling the material perfectly across your thighs– neglecting the toss so it leaves your loins and torso exposed to tottering candlelight, every groove highlighted and cast in umbrage, she looked of a delectable nature, lying flat to your raised–elbow poise. your index, soft as a plume, rides the fleshy rise of her bare breast and merry–go–rounds her bumpy nipple. she seizes up a breath, indenting the skin between her ribs lightly, mouthing, "fuck.." at the sensations. on the contrary, she'd be the one rousing every bit of your body to her relentless touch– but not tonight. in these little hours, these little, loveable hours, her flesh and bone would rather lie rot to your touch, an all–consuming caress. beryl eyes move to and fro, shimmy side to side, trailing after your encircling fingertips. then, her pupils dart, and find sightly purchase on your lips. how they curve, and flush a streak of pigment when you bite down with those pretty teeth of yours. a shared idea seems to floodlight the dark cavern of both your heads because as soon as a gasp flows down her gullet, it catches. hitched, like a mouse in a trap. your mouth hollows over her perked nipple, suctioning the flimsy nub between squeezing lips. every interval, you suck, wrinkle your lips to a pucker, and pop with a wet smack. it tasted of nothing but skin, and that wasn't an issue. the natural tang of skin was enough for you, and a lot for her. a coil begins to slink tighter and tighter, tickling the lubricous, aroused walls of her vagina. the irk a throbbing clit brings, comprised decuple the volume of sting it ordinarily would. for that sting, she clenches, like a string had attempted to flip her cunt inside out, drawing wads of frothy clear precum to dribble cold along her perineum, and far between the vale of her ass. the chopped whinnies of els' pitching suffrage all but clogged your skull, egging you on as those little noises stain your susceptible impulses, especially, certain words of,

"fuckkk you, god–",

"don't be gentle, fuck, please..",

"you' trynna make me ruin m'boxers? mhh–",

to be gentle with her was an anathema. she harbored a love–hate relationship with tender touches. the time it takes to tilt your partner over a climax cliff with teasey–tricks, renders it slow and painful, painfully gratifying. a cold thumb tamps her opposing nipple down, flopping the bundle of skin on all sides. that move? oh, that move was a curse, in fact. the time given, she tilts that blurred line between a rising climax and wetting up her boxers like a spout. and so, she cracks. "uhhn– fuckfuckfuck, mh!" she squeaks, pushing her shaken thighs harsh into the spongy bed as she cums. a gush of sticky warmth runs past her tremoring hole in lacy serum ejections, simmering a dark–hued splotch, taking a heartly shape on the plateau of her boxers, inseam tightening her fat pussy lips apart. a leak of it dribbles downward and makes merry with her smushed asscrack, smearing skin as she wriggles. you coo, "hmm, so sensitive– are we pretty girl?" as your lips drag off her suffused, swollen nipple, glistening with your bubbly saliva. a grunt grizzles in her chest, prior to her gripe of, "d–don't, call me that.." cause nuh–uh, she's 'spose to call youuu that. you chuckle, lips curling nasal creases, "hah– okay, how 'bout handsome girl?" and she just tosses her eyes off bounds, partaking her focus in the dramatic swell and heave her chest breathes, too embarrassed to gaze upon you. a smack of your lips, a rise of your body, and a stuffing of your head to her cuddled neck gets her talking again, wincing at the sanguine bite left in your rein of loving torture. one last gasp, she shudders, "f–ffuck, swear to god,"

"you make me crazy babe."

[symp4nat]

Dior and reader act like they're in a relationship and they do things couples do like being touchy and calling each other nicknames which make the other cast members curious if they're dating and that basically makes them both realise that they have feelings for each other

(pretend that they're filming s2 and reader is one of the new characters)

thank youuu

"What are we?"

dior goodjohn x reader

warnings: nicknames, touching (not sexual), stupid idiots in love, fmentionss of making out, bad words

authors note: HI POOPY POOS ITS ME UR GIRL WSGG SORRY THIS IS LATE LLIKE IM ON A 8 HOUR SCHOOL TRIP SO I HAVE NOTHING BETTER 2 DO!

You were sitting on your foldable-director's (actor's) chair with your legs crossed as you watched your castmates all work on set. You had noticed Dior in a slightly bad mood and your eyes followed her as she walked to the bathroom. As you continued watching the team, you felt a hand squeezing your arm.

"Hey, you," a voice rasped. You could recognize that voice from a mile away. "You okay," you questioned as you turned around to face her, your best friend, the love of your life.. stop it, you aren't anything like that..

Dior stood on the side of your chair and ran a hand through your hair. She scoffed and denied, "What are you talking about? I'm fine, I'm all goo-"

You reached a hand up to her face and rubbed her cheek. "No, I mean, I kinda noticed, you looked uncomfortable o- or sad, I dunno."

Her nails gently scratched your scalp as she cooed, "I'm alright, baby, I'll tell you later, 'kay?" You looked down to cover the blush that rose to your face and nodded. "Go film, pretty."

She tucked some hair behind her ear and shook her head. "They asked me to come get you," she gently spoke as she looked down at you lovingly. "C'mon, bro, stop making out and get over here," Charlie teased.

You huffed and intertwined your fingers with hers and pulled her to the set. She admired the smile on your face and laughed. "We're friends, dude!"

Leah snorted, "Okay, big sis." You peered into Dior's dark brown eyes and squeezed her arm. "Go, I'll be on Set 4." Her lips landed on your cheek and said, "'Kay, I'll pick you up later. Stay safe."

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When you had returned, a little bit earlier, you noticed Dior's hands on a girls waist, both of them wearing a camp shirt and lighting and a greenscreen behind them. Your eyebrows furrowed but you realized that it was the scene you despised.

Her eyes darted to yours and then back to the girl's. She swallowed the lump in her throat and the girl placed her hand on Dior's cheek. You clenched your jaw as your nails dug into your palms. As you walked away, Dior sighed, but continued with the scene. She placed her lips onto the other girl's and imagined it was you, her girl, standing right in front of her.

authors note: forthesakeoftheplot,lets pretend, sea-of-monsters, hasakisswithclarisseandsomeoneelse

Later, Dior knocked on your trailer. "Out, home time, let's go!" You opened the door and barely glanced at her as you placed a waterbottle in her hands. Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked at you confusedly. You got into her car and shut the door as you impatiently waited for her. Once she got in, she played some music quietly as she drove and hummed along with it.

You were drumming your fingers on the side of the car door and Dior groaned, "Please, talk to me, lovey..."

And so you snapped. "What are we? Do you think I'm okay with all of this? I'm okay with you just- just messing around with me and acting like we're in love?! That isn't right; none of this is!"

She parked the car in your driveway, but you wouldn't relent. "I hate it, I hate acting like we're best friends one moment and then lovers the next! Choose something and fucking stick with i-"

Dior pulled you in for a kiss, a gentle, loving kiss. As your lips moved in sync with one another, your eyes fluttered shut in relief. You pulled back, gasping for breath, and Dior said, "There, I love you. I'm in love with you, doofus."

"I like you too, love, I mean love," you said softly. "And um... I gotta go so yeah.." Dior nodded and once you opened the door, she grabbed your face. She pecked your lips and then kissed you longer again.

From the outside, you were beaming as you closed the door and entered your house. On the inside, you were screaming in excitement. You jumped around in your living room and checked your phone as you felt a buzz.

D <3

i can see u, yk?

its cute btw :)

cya tmrw x

A grin formed on your face as you collapsed onto your couch. Maybe this was love, who knew.

[whorediaries-09]

hi gorgeous! I love your writing soo much.

for your celebration I want to request "every time that we realized it's crazy 🎵" a James Potter smut about his bday, like reader gives him a very special "princess treatment"

please andd thank you so much, lots of love right to youuu <3

you're so kind lovey! thank you for sending in the request, i hope you like it <3

gorgeous;

pairing- james potter x reader warning(s)- 18+ content. a/n- sub james, you'll always be my favorite ⭐

little train 700 follower celebration post.

there's nothing i hate more than what i can't have, you're so gorgeous, it makes me so mad.

'happy birthday, baby,' you said, slowly raking your finger nails on james' bare thighs. he crumbled so slowly under your touch, softly arching his back as you slowly teased.

't-thank you,' he stumbled across his words as your tongue found the slit of the tip of his cock. he shivered under your touch, his breaths slowly leaving his parted mouth. you smiled,

'come on, look at me, baby,' his hazel eyes met yours, pooled with a desire cored with an insatiable lust. his lower lip tucked under his teeth as he arched his hip, trying to find a release for the lust that pooled into every inch of his body.

'keep looking at me, with those pretty eyes,' he nodded. you spit onto the crevice of your hand, sliding your hand across his girth. a moan left his mouth. tantalizingly slowly you worked your way across his length, enjoying the slight blush on his dusky skin. you slowly climb over his body, straddling his hips, simultaneously rubbing along his shaft. he clenches his thigh muscles, arching his hips to meet the warmth and the friction against you.

'please,' he says as you slowly increase your pace. you smirk, tongue darting over the upper row of teeth. he whines, pressing his head hard against the softness of the pillow under him.

'please what baby? tell me what you want,' you whisper, bending down, feathering light kisses over his heated skin. you enjoy the guttural moan emitted from the depth of his throat as you sink your teeth into the skin of his neck. his hands grab your hips, his the cold metal of his gold rings contrasting against the heat of your own body. you enjoy teasing him, listening to him stutter with his words.

'please fuck me,' he says, almost begging. his eyes carry a soft look of perseverance, to listen to you. he's on a cloud nine of ecstasy, lost in a haze of lust.

'oh yeah baby? fuck you? fuck you like i fucking mean it?' you tease, rubbing his tip against your slit. he nods incoherently, feeling the stickiness and warmth of your arousal against his cock.

'yes please. please, fuck me like you mean it.'

you spit on your hand, rubbing it against your core. gathering your arousal on your fingers, you force apart his lips, pushing your fingers into his mouth. he sucks on your fingers, his tongue tasting you like a starved animal.

you lower yourself down on his length slowly, enjoying the slight shivers and twitches. the tip of his cock finds your sweet spot almost like muscle memory. he cranes his head, his mind clogging with the pleasure of your clenching walls. you pull out your fingers from his mouth, rubbing your wet fingers on his lips, slowly riding him.

he squeezes his eyes shut, letting the pain of the pleasure enrapture him. his eyelashes kiss the skin of his cheeks, as he bites his lower lip, letting the spiral entangle him into a frenzy. his toes curl as the sweet kisses from your lips mark him across the expanse of his chest, neck and shoulders. he cranes his neck, letting his curls flail onto the fabric of the pillow under his head.

'will you be good boy for me, baby?' you ask, your finger gently rubbing circles on your clit. he stretches you out perfectly, his girth fitting into you like a glove. he nods, the hunger running through his veins.

'please, tell me i'm yo-your good boy,' he moans. you smile, running your fingers into his scalp. you meet his mouth with your lips, as your thighs shake with the pleasure that crawls under your stomach. you nip at his lip, tongues entangling, teeth clashing with the seething carnal lust. you're bend over, which allows him to go deeper into you. it allows him to feel you deeper and better.

'good boy,' you murmur against his mouth, a string of saliva connecting your swollen lips as he breathes slow and heavy. he nods with the praise, a love-sick smile adorned on his face.

you feel the hot coil bubbling within you, the twitch of his shaft within you. he croons, as he rolls his eyes. your cunt drags along the small patch of his pubic hair, the roughness deliriously sickening the growing heat within your connected bodies. the coil enraptures with a glorious pleasure and your guts. he rolls his eyes, his nails digging into the skin of your hips.

'you want to cum, baby?' you ask breathily.

'yes, please, y-yes-shit,' he screams.

'together okay, baby?' you say letting the coil consume you. james nods, his cock twitching in your cunt. you grasp his curls, watching his tear pooled pleasured hazel eyes.

'look me in my eyes when you cum,'

he gasps as he shoots himself inside you, as you simultaneously dig your nails into his scalp, unraveling the coil of release, painting his abdomen. he breathes slow and hard, his pectoral muscles rising with a dizzying satiated lust. he smiles, letting his lips meet yours, a soft smile on his face. he tucks a stray sweaty strand behind your ear.

'you're so gorgeous,'

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[harrywavycurly]

I’m a picky eater and I’m wondering how would Eddie handle that? Love you!

Hiii lovey!! I love youuu more! I hope you enjoy these conversations with Eddie where he handles your eating habits! 💖

“I could really eat some donuts right now.” “Uh…we have eggs?” “Eddie…” “what? I can make like…uhm egg sandwiches or…something?” “That’s not even close to donuts…I don’t like eggs…” “like at all? Who doesn’t like eggs? You can make them in so many different ways…they are like a universal breakfast food.” “They just smell weird and I just…don’t like how they look…donuts are my go to breakfast food.” “Donuts have no nutritional value…you have to have something with it sweetheart.” “Okay…I’ll have two donuts and some coffee.” “That’s…not what I meant but…fine.” “Love you…” “wait are you telling me I need to go…like now? I can’t even get a kiss first?” “Coffee first then kisses and then donuts” “that’s just torture…” “then you better get a move on Mr. Munson.” “Fine but I’m stealing a donut on the way home.”

“You can’t just order fries baby.” “Why not? Potatoes are wonderful.” “Well yeah they are delicious but you need something else with it.” “I got ketchup.” “You’re so annoying…please just order something else with your fries…they have chicken tenders you like those.” “I do…but I don’t want that right now.” “Okay they also have…oh Mac and cheese?” “Eddie…I love you for trying to feed me but please just let me eat my fries and be happy.” “Fine but just know if you want a bite of mine…you can.” “Thank you…but just know if you try to take one of my fries I will smack your hand away.” “Oh I’d never dream of trying to steal one of your fries baby.” “Good.”

[formulalfc]

Heey cloud you write a Dominik fic/blurb on how he is like as a father, like all lovey with the reader

Thank youuu

he's definitely the kinda guy to absolutely swoon when he sees you and your baby snuggled up on the sofa, clutching his heart and saying how cute it is to see his little loves waiting for him to come home. he'll deffo come over and work his way into your little cuddle pile, pressing kisses all over your face as he transfers your baby to one arm and tucks you under his other. he's just so content with his two favourite people in his arms, he's whispering to your baby about how much he loves you, telling them that their so lucky you're their mamma:/// you plant a kiss on his lips, pulling away and giggling when your baby squeals in protest. and so you both start smothering them in kisses, smiling at the sound of your baby's laughs.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

[lovearthur]

hiii there, I love ur writing for Sadie so much aughhh 🤍

Could you possibly write hyperfem!reader x Sadie, where Sadie is sitting in camp cleaning her gun and sees reader trying to scavenge around her bags for some medicine as she was getting a sick, Sadie sees this and goes asking if she needs help with her search for medicine, all while urging reader to sit down and rest. Reader was adamant in trying to find some medicine by herself but Sadie eventually takes her hand and sits her down in their shared tent and goes into town to get some for her. Upon Sadie's arrival, reader is fast asleep and Sadie doesn't want to wake her up as she is sleeping peacefully but ends up shaking her awake softly, helping her drink the medicine, then Sadie makes reader some soup. Reader is just overall trying to be independent but being with Sadie, it feels nice to have someone like her who will urge reader to relax and let her take care of it for her.

I’m rambling a bit but ya! Be as creative as you wish and of course throw some little pet names in there.

Thank youuu!

𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒉 (𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒉𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! afab/hyperfem!reader . talk of illness . reader has influenza . just sadie being a big sweetheart to poor reader:( . sadie being a devoted gf to u

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u and sadie were different. completely different. u were the kind of girl to wear frills, lace, satin. even a little bit of makeup sometimes. u were one of the most feminine women they had in the gang.. that was also another thing, few of them couldn't believe a girl like you was a outlaw. but then again, the way u were able to charm some money into ur pockets with ur gentle touch and doe eyes was exceptional.

the one girl that kept her eye on u was sadie. sadie adler. u looked up to her a lot, she was feisty, stubborn and was not the kind of woman to put up with anyone's shit. sometimes u wished u could be like her but... could u? being properly involved in the gang like that? no.

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sadie was minding her business as usual, using some gun oil to clean her gun as she sat by a table. only to then look up for a moment and see u.. u grabbed a handful of ur pink frilly skirt as u made way to ur stuff, quickly scavenging for something to soothe ur body. at least, slightly. just anything u could find. u were ill at the moment, nothing serious, of course. maybe something like a very mild case of influenza, the girls kept their eye on u since u were always busy within camp despite that u were ill. although rest isn't easy when ur a member of an outlaw gang.

“hey, dollface, let me help ya- ye need to be restin'.” sadie says softly as she helps u sit on the bed that u both share. “sadie... 'm fine, i jus' need-” a dry cough interrupted ur words. “i jus' need t'find some medicine, lovey.” u reply, trying to comfort ur girlfriend. “'m fine, really-” “[name], you ain't fine. wait 'ere 'nd I'll get ya somethin'.” u look up at her with a smile before she got up, she returned that smile before leaving the tent to head into town. u slowly got up and undressed yourself down, too ur chemise. u then climbed into the bed, wrapping yourself up in the thin sheets that sadie bought for u both a while ago. u decided to finally rest.

it was late evening by the time that sadie came back. mary-beth, tilly and even abigail did their rounds of coming by and checking up on u throughout the day, but u were fast asleep. sadie made her way with some medicine and a bowl of pearson's soup in the other. when she flips up the tent flap before letting it fall down to the ground, giving u both the privacy within ur tent. she was immediately hit with the smell of ur perfume, the smell of lavender quickly filled her nose. she set down the bottle of medicine and the bowl on the nightstand before she sat on the bottom of the bed. first time in a whole that sadie's hesitant, she's hesitant if she should wake u or not, watching u as u slept like a angel who came down to earth. what a lucky woman she felt, being with a girl like u.

After what felt like hours of hesitation, “honey, 'm back..” sadie says softly, almost in the tone of a whisper as ur body stirred gently, feeling her hand glide from ur waist up to ur shoulder then which cause u to wake up. given the hardness of the gang, u weren't a light sleeper. u opened ur eyes and saw sadie as she reached for the medicine. “didn't mean to wake ya suddenly, but i got 'em fer ya.” u smiled at her words as u sat up on the bed, u blew ur nose with a handkerchief that made for urself during ur free time. she was always so sweet to u, which was a stark contrast compared to her stubborn personality. “thank ya, sadie.” she replies with a small chuckle. “it aint nothin', darlin'... right, go on now.” she said as she gave u the medicine that was in one of the mugs within camp. After u downed that, she fed u some of the stew that Pearson made.

it was nice. it felt nice being taken care of like that. u were always up on ur feet, helping out around camp, but now ur in the privacy of ur shared tent with sadie as she feeds u some strew. u always adored her, with ur body and soul. “ye didn't need to do this all fer me.. i would've been fine.” u say softly before a cough escapes ur body. sadie hated seeing u like this. u were such a firey and talkative girl before u hit with this sickness of sorts. but of course, that didn't stop sadie from loving every bit of u. she scooted a little closer to u and wrapped her arms around around ur neck in an embrace. she placed her chin on top ur head while u wrapped ur arms around her waist, sniffing in her scent of tobacco and gun powder. “'course id do this for ya. hell, I'd even go t'hell 'nd back if it meant i got t'keep ya forever.”

[saturatedstarlight]

A/n: Happy birthday to my favorite boy Keiji!!!! Ahhhh I wrote this a while back and its kinda homey and lovey dovey with both my faves keiji and kou :> I’d definitely classify this as a bokuaka x reader fluff. Post time skip so deez men are grownn!!!

Cw: possessive akaashi, teasing reader, hinted pregnancy, throuple, poly bokuaka x reader, afab! reader, living together, domestic, home-y, lots of physical affection, mentions of sex/sexual activity, reader is briefly referred to as mommy, (mentioned sub reader)

mdni!!!!!

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Akaashi takes one of the vanilla cupcakes and spreads icing on it too, “Here we go with the dude again.”

“You like to call me baby and darling and other cute pet names and I like to refer to you as dude, take it or leave it.”

“But dude is reserved for friends and people you are familiar with,” Akaashi begins, circling the counter and hugging you from behind.

“-we are intimate, as in I know what you feel like and sound like. Shouldn’t I be referred to as something more endearing and sweet? I am your boyfriend sweetheart.”

He sways you back and forth, burying his face into the crook of your neck, kissing you there.

“But that’s the cool part you see because just because we are intimate and you are my boyfriend, we can still keep up a casual manner of speaking. It’s ironic.”

“I hate it.” He deadpans and you chuckle.

“Why does it matter? I love you, you know I do, me calling you dude or not doesn’t affect the way I feel about you.”

“It matters because its youuu.” He stresses.

Out comes Bokuto from a nap, shirtless and pants hung low around his waist, his casual household attire.

He comes over to kiss you both, eyes still groggy and voice husky and deep.

“Akaashi doesn’t want to admit it baby but he likes when you get possessive over him. Calling him dude makes him think that you don’t desire him the same way he does.” Bokuto interjects, mouth full of cupcake that you spent the last twenty minutes icing.

You place your hands on Akaashi that were still wrapped around you. You tilt your head to try to look at him. “Is this true?” You try to mask your smile after noticing the faint blush on his cheeks.

Akaashi stays silent, his hold loosening, he seemed upset. “Keiji, look at me.” Your tone of voice becoming more stern.

You turn around in his arms, “I didn’t think you were the possessive type, I’m sorry for upsetting you.”

“I’m not upset my lo-“

You kiss him, shutting him up. Your lips inhale his breath as you lean into him. You kiss him firmly, intent on making him know how you feel just through one kiss. You pull away slowly, softly pecking his lips a few times to seal in your feelings. “No, shh you always do this, if I upset you or if anyone does, say it. Don’t spare your feelings for my sake. You are right, you deserve to be acknowledged properly.” Your hands make their way to his hair, carding softly through his dark locks.

“Baby… I love you. There’s no end to my love for you okay? You are my cutie patootie and I’ll always be here for you okay? Now hug me before I start getting really sappy.” Akaashi lifts you up in a hug, “I like sappy.” His words are muffled in your embrace.

“Noted.”

“Now will you help me finish making snacks? Or do you need a break?”

“No, I’ll help.” His hand is laced in yours and from his grip he doesn’t intend to let go, you smile.

“Okay and later we can cuddle and take a nap.”

“No nap, just cuddles.”

“Please, I woke up extra early to make all this food for Bokuto’s get together, and yet he won’t stop eating it!” You thwack him in the head playfully.

“Ow!”

“Okay okay, let’s finish icing these cupcakes and I’ll do the rest later.”

“No no, I’ll just order take out. Thank you both for doing this. I love you.”

“Stop eating the cupcakes Koutaro.”

“No promises.” He replies to you, kneeling down to lift up your shirt and kiss your tummy.

“Mommy’s such a great baker, isn’t she.”

You and Akaashi freeze, “I’m—what?”

“Mommy?”

“Yeah I had another pregnancy dream, except it was y/n. Isn’t that cute.” Bokuto nuzzles his head on your stomach, kissing it.

“Kou, please don’t scare me like that.”

“What? Why? I think you as a mommy would be so adorable. Obviously not right now, but someday.” You pat his head, encouraging him to stand.

“Yeah someday baby but trust me, I am no where near ready for a kid. And knowing you both, you’re gonna pump me full of kids.”

“I mean… I can if you want.” Bokuto stands, placing his hands on your ass and kissing your ear, he’s smirking.

“I will bite you.” You reply, pushing him away.

Akaashi slides his hands down your body from behind, “And I’m the kinky one?”

“You areee!”

“I’m probably the most vanilla but because you two get so pussy drunk, you basically use me however you like and I’m a naturally a sub so of course I’ll do it.”

“And because you love us.”

“Greatly, now lets finish up my love, I wanna relax with you.”

“Yes mommy.”

“Keiji-“

Bokuto is snickering as he vacuums.

“You both drive me nuts.”

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any feedback is welcome, remember to be kind :)

[princelylove]

Oh I happened to choose all characters from part 3? I'm sure have something for muscular dominant men 🫢

May I ask for Polnareff and Avdol with their darling's first time too?

I love your headcanon for Jotaro, I find it quite cute for him to not know much about sex and awkward with it. And he has virgin kink, very interesting. Do you think he has other kink too?

Feel free to share about other characters you want to write too, I just love reading your work, your highness ❤️

~ 🏵️ anon ~

For future reference, I spell Avdol as “Abdul,” since it makes more sense in Arabic. There’s no v sound, but there is a b and f sound. 

These two are both romantics when it comes to sex. Except one is out of genuine respect, and the other is out of delusion. 

Mohammed isn’t bothered by your past. It was before you met him, how could he hold that against you? Your experience, or lack of experience, isn’t any of his business. Sex is something intimate to Mohammed- he was younger once, he’s not without a past, but he doesn’t really want something casual with his darling. He’s rather vanilla when it comes to sex, but he’s willing to humor his darling’s requests, as long as they don’t expect to dominate him, or top him. He just doesn’t prefer it, don’t take it personally. Mohammed asks his darling what their sexual expectations of him are now that you’re together. He wants a proper answer, do you want it often, do you not want it at all, do you want it weekly on the dot, do you have anything specific you’d like to incorporate, etc. He’s already forcing you to live with him, he’s not going to ruin his chances of his darling developing stockholm syndrome by forcing them to do something they don’t want, or aren’t going to enjoy. Slow and steady wins the race. 

Jean-Pierre will never, under any circumstances, force his darling to have sex with him. Is he fine with it being dubious…? A little. Depends on his mood. Does he realize that holding you down and repeating how much he loves you and how much he wants to touch you is forcing you? Nope! To him, it’s all sweet talk. And if you cry, or scream, or kick, he’s just going to assume it’s your way of introducing him to some sort of kink you have. Ohh, he’s the big bad man, coming to eaaat youuu, hm-hm-hm. You’re a pretty good actor, you were making him nervous there! Jean-Pierre has opened up to you about his past- it was traumatizing to not be there for his sister when she was murdered. It makes him think of the torture Sherry went through before she died, and to be honest, he’d rather not have to stop pounding you because of a panic attack. It doesn’t look good for his suave, charismatic presentation. It stresses him out to think that he isn’t your protector, so let’s not do this kind of play often, alright? Only as a little treat when you’ve been good. He isn’t too thrilled about his darling trying to top him, but honestly, he’s down to switch if you really want to. He’s often loud when he bottoms- be prepared to hear him practically screaming your name and every lovey pet name he can think of in french, alongside begging you to keep going. He won’t mention it the next morning. 

As far as Jotaro’s fetishes and kinks… I put him in the same category as a recluse mama’s boy who learned what relationships should be like from his mother + old romance movies. Creep. His primary focal point is how “delicate” and “helpless” you are- it makes him feel needed, and therefore loved. Regardless of your actual strength and durability, Jotaro is forever convinced that you’re constantly on the verge of breaking. As for some specifics, besides from his virginity kink:

Praise. This man goes crazy for some genuine praise. Even if you say it more like an observation, if it can be taken as a compliment, he’s fighting his body’s reaction. “You’re very tall.” is more of a statement than anything else, but being tall is attractive to most people, yeah? So you like his height… He never slouches in your presence after that. Jotaro’s delusions aside, if you were to praise him during sex, he’d lose himself entirely. 

Breeding. Even if his darling cannot get pregnant, a man can dream. It isn’t about having an actual child, he just thinks it’s hot to finish inside of you and how fantastic you’d look pregnant. You’d have trouble doing things for yourself, won’t you? Jotaro isn’t about to complain about finding a way to force you to let him do everything for you. Maybe he can tell you to just pretend to be pregnant…

Somnophilia. You just look so sweet and innocent while you’re sleeping, he can’t really help it. Jotaro touches himself quietly- as to not disturb you, he’s worked hard to get you to actually relax enough to sleep- next to your ‘shared’ bed. He likes to think of it as belonging to both of you, but it really doesn't.

[butterfluffy]

Hello!! I really love your writings especially the fluffy One Piece fics, so I was wondering if you can make a Sanji one since he's always overlooked since he's a pervert and all, where the reader is like him and is so lovestruck towards him, she's always honest and bold and always does lovey things to him. This flusters Sanji since he's the type to serve, not being the one served.

Sanji literally deserves love and appreciation! THANK YOUUU, HAVE A GREAT DAY!💖💖

“serving you”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· sanji is this type of guy to serve you all his lovr, but what about reversing the roles, serving him your love instead?

⠀⠀➧ fluff | v. sanji × f!reader | oneshot

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none, other than swearing...! mistakes may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ request are closed until further notice!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: sanji appreciation day. 😋💗 also, i am very, VERY sorry for the extremely long delay that took MONTHS. 💀

A small chuckle leaves your lips the instant you heard your name get called so lovingly by a certain blond cook that is now rushing towards you with heart eyes.

“My beautiful Y/n-swaaaannn~!!” Sanji calls with an exclaim, immediately catching your attention, “Ah, my handsome prince, Sanjiiii~! Hey!!”

Returning the same energy by your greeting, you then turned to Sanji who smiled, presenting a drink to you.

“I prepared you your favorite drink to keep you hydrated~” He says with a coo gently placing your drink down beside you, bowing after, being the gentleman he is.

“Aww, thank you Sanji, I appreciate it..!” You thanked, sending Sanji a wink that caused him to shudder, face turning red as his heart comically popped out of his chest.

“..I-I-It's n-nothing, m'lady, Y/n-san! It—It is my duty to serve you after all!” Sanji exclaims, attempting to hide his flushed self behind the tray your drinks were previously placed on..

“Oh Sanji... You're being unfair.” You mutter, standing before the cook who tried his best to maintain eye contact as your hand reached out to his face, shit.

Throat then running dry in an instant, no words spilled out of Sanji's mouth as you caress his cheek so gently with a smile on your face, getting his heart to pound even louder than before—scaring him, thinking that the whole world might hear it, you might hear it...

“My dear... Don't be so unfair by being the only one serving love, mhm?” Slinging your arms over his shoulder, Sanji gulped, chest heaving up and down as you neared his face, getting him crazy by the next thing he expected you to do—

A kiss. Just as he expected, leaving him in a flustered, messy state—stuttering, shaking, and blushing brightly as he stood frozen in place.

“Y..Y/n—Y/n-san, you—I—” Hushing him with a finger, you then laughed, other hand holding his. “Hush, love. Just let me serve you like you serve me, so we can be fair and square, alright~?” “A-Ah.. Y..Yes, l...love...!”

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[apertures-angel-archive]

Balloon 🎈, Phone 📞 and Romance 🌹for Neuvillette!! (phone with the context of a modern au perhaps? I wonder what she would be like with a phone....)

~ @qilinkisser

Balloon 🎈 - Does your f/o celebrate their birthday? Additionally, does your s/i or yourself celebrate yours? If so, what's the special day looking like?

no clue if she would bother celebrating her birthday but i AM making a cake for her!!!!! the m.elusines would absolutely be in on it too >:3

as for me uhhh gosh. i have so many issues thinking abt what f/os would do for ME so🧍‍♀️ i dunno!

Phone 📞 - If you and your f/o have cellphones of any kind, what's their contact name in your phone, and what's theirs for you?

her name on my phone is some shit like 🤍💙neuvie!!💙🤍 and my name on her phone is probably just Freya ❤ haha

Romance 🌹 - What's the most romantic thing your f/o? Furthermore, what's the most romantic thing you have done for your f/o?

im ginna assume the first one is "your f/o has done for you" uhhhhhhhhh refer to the 1st question óvò as for me uhhhhhhh im such a hopeless romantic but god i suck at BEING romantic!!!!!!

sorry these answers suck!!!!!!!!!!! orz

[theosconfessions]

anddddd 5, 23, 34, and 36 for my gal scarlett

thank youuu for sending this lovey!!

5.does your sim have any nicknames?

'Ohh yes. Scar ofc. but my dad [dustin] calls me baby bear. i have no idea why something from when i was little and he was sad or something. teddy bear shit. i used to hate it but now im kinda like thats kinda cute so'

23.are they planning to go or have they already been to college? if so, what would be or what was their major?

'i mean maybeeee one day. my sisters in college right now but i kinda went down a whole other route. and now im here.. on this challenge. so maybe afterwards once things kinda settle down again id like to do some type of school ... i think id like to get into directing. my dads been obsessed with taking more of the reigns on this show so im like whats so cool behind the camera. im curious. '

34.is your sim a festive person? if so what’s their favourite holiday?

'oh we're a halloween FAMILY. we all have never been christmas people like as a group but halloween mannnnn.'

36.does your sim prefer to start fights or finish them?

'start and finish them, baby.'

[icallhimjoey]

could you give context to the scene in the hoard trailer when maria pulls michael in for a hug? like what led to it? thank youuu 😍

i THINK (and bear with, it's been 5 months since i've seen it) it's a very quick shot that's cut away from just as fast as it's shown in the trailer, and it just shows how maria kind of coaxes michael into burning her with the clothing iron - there's a "are you sure?" moment, bc michael is obvioulsy like, girl wtf, and maria's sort of like, "yea just fucking do it" and michael fucking loves her, so, he then just does it

it's definitely NOT a cute lil affectionate lovey dovey hug, unfortunately

[ilydeku]

pretty right feeling, pity wrong time | senku x reader

Pieces of leather were scattered throughout the camp grounds before them, all scribbled with advanced models and designs of the such. The air was filled with sneers and gleefulness as you and Senku continued scrawling together. Chrome, Gen, and the rest were awestricken by how excited you both looked. It wasn't often that they get to see you guys express genuine emotions of joy. After all, you two have been working hard to build the kingdom of science.

"A wind turbine, y/n!? Haha..so exhilarating!"

"Yeah! But we'd need lots of iron and carbon compounds to make steel...and generators...and electric motors..." You sighed, realizing that a wind turbine required much more than what you held. "...oh well."

"Hey, it's not impossible though. We're getting closer and closer to reaching those eras, so don't gloom on it-"

"Haha, are you serious? As if I'd give up after one concept." You took one of his and your leather drawings and set them on the ground together. "Here!" Senku scooted closer to where you were sitting to get a closer look at your observations. "I see you've drawn out these bluff bullets and lead spheres." You look at him for his reaction and back to the models.

"Yeah...That's a diagram of a catapult you made, isn't it..." A snarky grin grows on his face as your idea came to surface.

"If we built my catapult..."

"And created multiples of my lead spheres..."

"Combining the two, we'd be practically making...-"

"A CANNON!" You both exclaimed in unison, followed by maniacal retorts against Tsukasa's empire. It was amusing how much you two got along. Well of course you did; you were both science freaks after all. Watching the playfulness and tease between you and Senku was like watching children play. Gen had already taken notice of the likeness and relation even before this moment: the cooperation, solitary partnered tasks, and assistance, but this much liveliness between you and Senku made him believe his hunch could be even more valid. He crossed his arms and smirked before opening his big mouth.

"Ooh Senku-chan, y/n-chan! You two really seem to get along with each other, don't youuu~" His hands cupped his face as he swayed around all lovey-like. Your head turned around toward Gen's direction, unamused by his behavior.

"Uhuh. Yes we do," you blankly replied, turning your attention back to Senku who was scribbling a new page of your combined structures, too lost in his little science world to have his focus drawn away. He was hunched on his knees over the piece of leather, one arm to support himself while the other scribbled away. You kneeled just a few inches from him, close enough to see what he was doing. "Anyways, Senku, if the wood isn't strong enough to support the spheres, a possible solution would be to create densified wood." He paused for a moment, hovering his graphite over the leather. Densified wood? Think Senku...what was formula again?

"...Ahh, you mean the process of boiling wood in a mix of sodium hydroxide and sodium sulfite?"

"Mhm. It'll take out some parts of lignin and hemicellulose. After boiling the wood, we'll use heating compression which will strip out some polymers for the new wood to reform and... well I'm pretty sure you know how the rest works out."

"Of course, resulting in the collapse of cell walls and the complete densification of the natural wood with highly aligned cellulose nanofibers." Senku rested the piece of graphite on the ground as the sketch of the model came to completion. He sighed, just before a soft chuckle, and looked up at you. A genuine, confident smile came upon his face, complimenting his features.

"Heh. You're pretty smart, you know that?" Specks of warm rose tainted your cheeks. It was merely a compliment, but still. Compliments coming from Senku were pretty rare, considering the fact that well... he's him.

"Pfft," you chuckled, sharing the given smile. "You just noticed?"

Gen frowned as you two interacted with each other. He was being ignored. Oh well. "Oh Senku-chan, y/n-chan! You sure do have quite the chemistry going on between you two! You know I have a great idea for you guys! Why don't you become a happy little couple!? And then you two could get married, become one, and create-"

"Nope."

"Absolutely not."

"Not in ten billion years." You and Senku stopped to give Gen poker-faced looks. An aura of coldness and grimace radiated from the both of you towards him, immediately putting his mouth on hold.

"..."

"Hey, Senku, you know Gen is right!" Chrome piped, skipping over, crouching down to Senku, and knocking him over with a mere jab of his elbow.

"Shut up, Chrome. You almost stepped on all our models," Senku frowned, pushing Chrome off to crawl and collect the scattered pieces of leather. "We're busy right now. Go be an idiot elsewhere."

"Senku, you like y/n? Haha, oh man! I didn't think you'd ever be interested in a girl, Senku!" Ginro shouted from his post. Interested in the overheard speculation, he raced over and joined Chrome in his playful tease. You couldn't help but laugh at the situation. Senku sat cross-armed with both Ginro and Chrome spitting flirty nonsense at him. It was funny how Senku's face remained neutral, denial after denial of any fascinations towards you.

But deep down, his heart was endeared with nothing but adoration for you.

He's tried to push these silly feelings away, but it was useless. Love was never his thing and was never something he intended on getting distracted by. He fully believed that science was the only love he'd ever need, but with you, it was just something so different, so interesting. His love for you would only waver within.

You reciprocated the same feelings. The inclination profound beneath that scientific onlook of yours. Between you two, that love you shared was as clear as day, an affectionate pact of silence. He could see it in your eyes. You could see in his eyes, yet the sense had never been spoken of. There was absolutely no time to spare for romance. You two knew that. An unspoken rule. That's why you both haven't said anything about your feelings because now wasn't the time. Not yet.

Senku's face softened as he turned to you, Chrome and Ginro continuing with their nonsense. He grinned. You grinned.

I know you know and you know I know. Wait just until after we build this world together. I promise I won't keep you waiting any longer than that, y/n.

just finished watching dr. stone, w anime, looking forward to s3

bro i haven't fallen this hard for a character since izuku midoriya, and that's been years 💀

<iheartsenku3

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[harrywavycurly]

Please please give us the next part of FWB 🙏🏻💖 low-key don’t want it to be over but NEED to see what happens next! This has been the best series, love it! Thank youuu!

Helloooo lovey!! Since you asked so nicely I’ll give you the update y’all have been waiting for, I’m so sad to see this series come to an end but I have fun bonuses planned for you! So enjoy💖

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*Eddie has a confession and you’re annoyed as usual because how dare he say it first*