#mayhaps. i need a hug

[seagullcharmer]

sigh. feeling very shy and lonely in this chili's tonight

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

heyy, I just saw the first episode of season two and I’m completely destroyed. I need to read something with Jacaerys in which reader gives him a hug after what happened 🫶🏻

Request: Helloooo! I saw you were open to requests sooo with this episode- how about instead of Baela being the one to take Jace to Rheanyra, its reader who had been waiting for him since he landed? Jace x reader relationship is up to you!

I have written this a few weeks ago, but let's do a small blurb. Seeing Jace break was just so sad. Grab your tissues 🤧

Warnings: mention of character death, grief

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On the journey back to Dragonstone, Jacaerys swallowed back his tears. Vermax could feel that his rider was in pain, but he stayed focused on flying home. 

Although you couldn’t predict when they would arrive, you knew Jacaerys would fly home immediately upon receiving the letter. 

You greeted him outside when he landed, but Jacaerys refused to meet your eyes, focussing on princely duties because he could not bear to face his role as brother and son in that moment. He spoke like a prince, asking to be taken to the Queen so he could give her his report. 

Without speaking a word, you walked him to Rhaenyra’s chambers. The guards opened the door for you, nodding their heads at the prince. As you stepped inside, Rhaenyra turned at the sound of your footsteps on the stone floor. 

You bowed to the Queen, casting a last glance on Jacaerys before you left the room. ‘’You know where to find me,’’ you whispered to him, your voice barely audible. 

He didn’t respond. 

While he spoke to his mother about the Vale and the North, Jacaerys was trying to remain professional and keep his composure. He needed to stay strong for her. His voice was steady until he mentioned the North. The name of Cregan Stark brought back the images of the northman delivering the news of Lucerys’s death, causing Jacaerys to choke up on his words.

Rhaenyra held her eldest and they cried together. 

When he thought the tears were over, Jacaerys left his mother’s chambers. Servants were politely nodding their head at him on his way to his own chambers, a veil of sympathy on their faces. But Jacaerys paid them no attention as his emotions were threatening to spill again. 

As promised, you were sitting on his — your — chambers when he stepped in, waiting for him. You stood when hearing the door, and he broke down completely, his body shaking with sobs as he collapsed into your arms. 

You held Jacaerys tightly as he sobbed uncontrollably, his grief pouring out with each shuddering breath. 

You always knew him as the strong son of Princess Rhaenyra who held his head high and never let anything affect him. The strength he usually exuded was gone, replaced by the vulnerability of a boy who had lost his brother. It was gut-wrenching to see him cry, his hands clutching at your dress to anchor himself through the storm of his emotions.

‘’He died because of me,’’ he whispered between sobs, his voice raw with pain. ‘’It was my idea to go on dragonback instead of sending ravens.’’ 

Guilt laced his voice, and you pulled his head back, seeing his eyes red and swollen. You knew no words would stop his guilt. He would have to live with his for the rest of his life. But you could try to show him he was not entirely at fault. It was Vhagar at the commands of Aemond targaryen who killed Lucerys. Not him.

‘’Mayhaps it was your idea, but you couldn’t have known Aemond would be at Storm’s End asking for support from Borros Baratheon. He is the one responsible for this barbarous act,’’ you said, holding his gaze.

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[thesfromhms]

Hear me out

Payneland first kiss

But it's a reunion kiss

They get separated while on a case

Charles almost gets into trouble and realizes how much he needs Edwin by his side

Edwin almost hurts himself due to Charles not being there to protect him

So imagine this

The 2 finally find a mirror after so long

Walk through it

See each other

And practically sprint into one another's arms

They hug each other tightly, desperate to feel something (Since it's canon that thwy can othet feel each other and othet ghosts)

Charles pulls away, cups Edwins cheeks, and pulls him into a kiss

Edwin is surprised at first, but eases up and confusingly places his hands on Charles' shoulder

This wasn't his first kiss, Monty had taken that previlage, but this felt different

Cat King commented on how the 2nd kiss is the best kiss, and his was technically Edwins 2nd kiss. So mayhaps it's that?

Or maybe it's because it's his best mate, and not some damn crow that's kissing him

Or maybe it's because it's one of the only sensations he has felt for a while

Or maybe, just maybe, it's because it's Charles doing it

Whatever reason, this kiss with Charles feels different.

They haven't really discussed anything about the confession in Hell, or anything remotely romantic here in London. Only on that rooftop in Port Townsend. Where Charles had reassured him that nothing has changed between them

But what about now? I mean, their lips were finally together. This is what Edwin wanted

But he still needs to hear Charles say it

Edwin pulls away and stares into Charles' eyes

"Say it."

"What?"

"Say the thing"

"What thing, mate?"

"Say the thing that reassures me that that.." He wildly gestures the kiss "Was real. That you didn't do that out of desperation to feel something"

Charles pauses and realizes what his beat mate is saying. He wasn't sure how to say it, but, that kiss wasn't out of desperation

It was out of realization

The realization that he wanted Edwin to be his partner in every sense of the word. The realization that he wanted to be there for Edwin, and Edwin to be there for him. Tge realization that they're stuck together for eternity, as long as they don't go to the afterlife. Which luckily... They won't

Charles grabs Edwins cheeks and pulls him into another kiss. Edwin kisses back. It's finally happening. Right?

"I love you, Edwin Payne"

"I love you in every sense of the phrase"

[crimsonbubble]

Subby pathetic pussy drunk hongjoong mayhaps ?

Blue Ribbons

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, pussy drunk joong, overstimulation, creampies *not proofread, just pure horny

[im just a little crazy]

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Pussy drunk Joong is a menace in it of itself but when you throw in the submissive factor? He’s a fucking monster.

I always say this but I truly mean it this time. He just can’t help himself.

You’re so pretty and pliant for him and your wet cunt hugs his cock so well and you’re so warm and he just needs to give you more of him.

When riding him turns into him holding you to his chest so he can pound into you and fill your pretty pussy with his cum.

The whiniest pretty boy ever. He whimpers too. He babbles a lot. He can not and will not shut up.

Constant whines and whimpers while he says ‘just one more, just one more’ even if you’re both beyond overstimulated. He just loves making you feel good.

[blingblong55]

This love - Vladimir Makarov

Based on a request:

Oh, as a request idea what would be about Makarov and wife! reader for whom he'd burn the world and she got injured during a fight with an opposing tean having him go rampant at everyone until he holds her again? With a fluffy ending mayhaps?

(also I absolutely loved The Great War 💕) --- F!Reader, fluff, established!relationship, in love with the villain, wife!reader, husband!Makarov, protective!husband --- A/N: I always said, Makarov embodies 'I'll burn the world for you, for what they did to you.' I will never back down from that. Also, I'm glad you liked The Great War :)

Red. That is all he saw, how dare they hurt his wife! No one and he means no one can ever in their fucking miserable lives touch you, never and that is a threat. He hated them, for all they are worth, Kasper Team is a dead organisation. Did he need their blood? Yes, his wife, his darling wife got hurt and oh will they pay for what they did. You walk into the room, his gaze softens, his fist opens and he smiles. How can the world be so cruel to him? Making him the evil man and then giving him a pretty lady like you and making him turn into the softest of men.

"My love," he speaks to you, nods the man off so he can be alone with you and opens his arms. "Don't hurt them," you speak and he looks at you, cupping your face and shaking his head. "I must. No one can touch you, sometimes I feel as if I don't deserve the privilege of touching you. You are an angel maybe a little bit of a devil but you…oh, you are my angel and no one should touch or hurt you," his lips meet your forehead. This is always the same discussion, he is so cruel, so evil, so vile primarily if you were hurt. And you always found yourself not wanting him to stop, it is a dangerous form of devotion that you two have. Something neither of you want to stop, to never lose. For you, he would tear the world apart, he would hold you in his warm arms as you two watch with glee as the world falls apart.

For you, he would drench himself in blood, only to have you kiss him, wipe the blood off and still see him as the man of your fantasies. Call it wicked call it anything you please, but his love, oh his loving heart is dangerous and fun. It is the kind of love no man should play with. Not even the evil of monsters dared to touch that dark corner but you did and that evolved into something so beautifully treacherous. He'll tell you anything if you only ask it of him. It's trust, truthfulness, devotion, lust, poison and an anecdote found between lips, warm hugs, sex, and all else those eyes of yours and his fail to say when they look at the other.

To him, having you was brighter than the sun in that blue sky. Your caress was a warm blanket on a snowy day. A room full of bloodthirsty soldiers could go silent when you walked in and into his arms. No one dared question you, never and he would make sure of that. Your kiss, possessing him, taking control of his soul and making it your slave. His heart, that long has been proven to belong to you, to have your name carved in it the second he was born. Stars aligned or not, he was yours, your fool, soldier, lover and friend. He is the darkness, the one you found comfort in.

He cares for you. That's why, he sent his men to hunt down all those responsible for your injury. "Come here, let me hold you," he walks to his chair, sitting down and making you sit on his lap. His arms held you close to him like he needed to have his skin and yours mixed together. It's perfect, you're perfect. He looks at the plans for how he will end that organisation and then smiles, kisses your neck and hums as he nuzzles his face to your body. He isn't like anyone, for if he was, Shakespeare would have done a play about him and it would be that in this case, the villain wins. You drink your poison for him and he does the same for you. Never one without the other. He made sure of that.

They say, that what feeds wars is hate, for him, this new war is revenge. You turn to him, wondering what is going on in his head. And as if he was listening to your thoughts he smiles, "You. I'm thinking of you, how lucky I am…how lucky I got to have a wonderful soul, my wife, my lovely R/N to love me back." His thumb touches your bottom lip. He was in a trance, one you knew well. In his mind, Vladimir always thought of when he met you, how he fell in love with you and how his cold heart started to get warm again. Your eyes, oh that sweet stare that made him into the poem reader he has become. So, when he looks deep into your eyes, he cups your face with both of his hands and begins to recite a poem for you.

O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my luve, Though it were ten thousand mile. (A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns)

Your eyes are teary and beautiful. "Don't doubt for a second I will hesitate to hurt the man who hurt you," he whispers and kisses you once more. Like a precious cascade, his love pours into your lips. No one knew but behind closed doors, in safe arms and on a reading nook, he held you close, a book in his hands as he read to you poems or stories. Your hands by his thighs as the autumn skies cast your shadows. Love, yeah….this is perfect, this love is the embodiment of calm love.

A/N: so...now in my head, it's canon this man reads poetry

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Hi your art is cool :) Keep drawing! Could you mayhaps draw hunter getting a hug ?, lil fella needs one..

Mayhaps.

Thank you, I certainly will! Funnily enough I had drawn this sometime last week and had it queued to post in ten days from now, but here you go! He likes hugs but he doesn't always know what to do about them.

[bwabys-scenarios]

HXH characters that prefer a chubby wife pt3

characters: Leorio, Kite, Nobunaga, Knuckle

!!REBLOGS OPEN!!

pt2

warning: pussy eating, creampie, face sitting, thigh fucking, sending videos, cockwarming, breeding, lactation kink

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Leorio

-if you think this man DOESN’T want his head squished between a pair of thick thighs, you’re lying to yourself

-oh god he’s a tummy guy, squishing and squeezing and kissing it. loves you, loves your body, can’t get enough

-loves holding onto your plush hips when he pounds into you, his fingers digging into your soft flesh!!

-likes to have you sit on his lap while he studies, but this usually turns into cockwarming

-can’t get enough of squishing your cheeks, you’re so cute and AHH he has cuteness aggression

-loves to feed you sweet treats while he holds you close. will lick up anything that falls from your lips and sometimes shove his tongue in your mouth to get a taste!

-can’t get enough of you wearing his clothes… even if his shirts are a little tight around your tummy and ass, they’re still long enough to look like a dress on you.

-loves cumming in your fat, warm pussy the most!! second favorite place is your cute chubby cheeks… you looks so cute when you pout up at him as his fun streams down your cheek 🙏

Kite

-he is always a little cold, so he likes to place his cold hands between your plump thighs to warm them up!!

-sometimes his fingers slip to your pussy, pumping his fingers in and out of you, saying he’s just trying to get warm! totally just that!

-can’t say no to you when you’re looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, your lips pursed in a pout. he’s putty in your hands

-gets you whatever lingerie you want, as long as he gets to take pictures of you!

-send videos of you playing with yourself in your lingerie to him… he’ll go feral

-boob guy… if you think this man isn’t latching onto your nipple while you ride him you’re delusional. he needs a boob in his mouth!!

-wants to get you pregnant STAT! he just knows you’d look sooo cute with a baby bump and mayhaps he has a lactation kink…

-give him kisses with those soft, plump lips of yours and he might just cum in his pants

Nobunaga

-y’all this man is horny

-loves nestling his cock between your plump thighs, slowly fucking into you while he holds onto your chubby tummy

-needs a lot of attention when he’s around. kisses, hugs, and of course some face sitting

-speaking of face sitting… he needs your plump hips gripping his face while he eats you out

-can’t get enough of your cute little sounds when he’s holding onto your hips while he pounds into your fat pussy…

-likes to massage you, but it’s mostly an excuse to get to touch your soft body all over LOL

-sit in his lap while watching movies, he loves to bounce you on his cock and watch your tits bounce too!

Knuckle

-he will carry you bridal style everywhere. he finds comfort in holding you to his chest

-so soft for you, loves gentle, sleepy sex where he lifts your leg up and fucks into you from behind

-oh please let him sleep between you legs with his head on your chubby tummy! he may just have to move down and eat you out for being so sweet to him

-after he discovers he can suckle on your nipples while he sleeps, he has trouble sleeping without it, this man has an oral fixation I just know it. he’s also fallen asleep while sucking on your clit LOL

-oh my god give him a tiddy fuck, he’s such a sweetheart, he deserves it. he feels a little bad about cumming all over your pretty face, but can’t deny it’s hot to watch his cum drip down your chubby cheeks

-you’re his PRINCESS he’ll do anything for you!! likes to pick you up and spin you around every time he comes home from a long mission!

-he’s so whipped for you, constantly dropping to his knees just to get a taste of that pretty pussy of yours

-can’t stop buying you stuffed animals, you just look way too cute cuddling them while he’s gone! and when you send him a video of you humping one while moaning his name… he’s RUSHING home to take care of his princess

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Wingman (if you squint)

Hyde has a hard time accepting his baby brother is dating but when he attempts to help him ends up embarrassing him a bit

Wc: 1k

He is going to kill him. Rip his head out if needed to have some privacy. Leo looked at him like he was crazy when he asked him if something just moved between those trees before getting brushed off with a ‘you should sleep more, managing that truck must be making you go crazy’ and return to doxxing some rich old men.

But now he was sure, as you were helping him close the truck after lunch he turned to grab a box and saw a white flash hide behind the piano. If it was the first time that week he might have only yelled at him a bit but after getting seriously stalked for at least a month he might end up getting an angry call from their mother because of the state he is going to leave him in.

First it was when you two were hanging out in the fireplace, both sharing a hammock.

“Hey, Sho” you nudge your head against his shoulder, in response he doesn't really move his eyes from his phone but does let out a hum acknowledging you “that spot is really empty” he hums again and mumbles something along the lines of ‘yeah, I guess’ “wouldn't that make a nice spot for a food truck”

“Mc…”

“Just think about that” you sit up while holding his arm, making him sit up while complaining. When he sits he lays his head on your shoulder and anchors himself with a hug around your waist “You could put your truck there and work while I wait here, eating some chips and I can go get you things if you need”

“Maybe…. That would be nice” he mumbles against your skin, looking at the spot before seeing a blur hide behind the old arcade machine a few meters away but brushing it off as his imagination. Even then his arm itches in annoyance but could be the uniform's textile.

The second time he thought he was seeing things was at the manantial it's early morning, the classes don't start in an hour but still you two are walking together to waste some time.

“Would your soups taste different if you used this water?”

“Maybe, but I don't think they would taste good” you look at him in confusion, head dipping to the side “there is a supposed deep water monster in there, according to some vagastorm third years”

“Then make fish stock!” your hand pinches the air with your hand as if it was a piranha and start aiming to his body.

“You are disgusting” he laughs at the childish act and lays the palm of his hand on your face so you stay far enough to not tickle his ribs. Suddenly he stops smiling and focuses on the dragon skeleton, a blur seemingly hiding again behind the railings and the column of the ouija plaza.

“I'm sorry! I didn't notice you got annoyed with it”

“It wasn't that! It's just I thought I saw something strange”

“Oh~~ mayhaps a love dove? Don't you want to tell me something?” you tease as you suddenly stick your shoulder to him, acting shy as if he was going to confess.

“Such an annoying senpai” he tsks looking away, hand scratching his neck and tips of his ears slightly red. Even if you were embarrassing him he was relieved you didn't notice anything weird and killed the mood.

Or the time you two were at the arcade and something was lurking by the adjacent window of the haunted house or how the books falling over when you two were studying for a mission together or Alan calling that someone wanted to meet him while you were hanging out in vagastorm but coming out there is nobody and even Alan is surprised. After a while he figures who it is and is a bit relieved he isn't going crazy but mad he is getting supervised like a toddler.

But he would get to him later, now he has to wrap this up and that would be everything for today.

“Sho, can you lend me 500 yen? I left my pencil case at home and my pencil broke during last class" you put down another of the boxes before asking him, childishly rubbing your hands together as if begging.

He snorts but still looks for his wallet “you are so irresponsible, aren't upper classmates supposed to help their kohais?”

“Don't get so mad at me, when I take lunch from your food truck tomorrow I will bring it” kicking your feet you see something slipping out of Sho's wallet, quickly you bend down and hand it to him, not recognizing what it was until he looked distraught at the little packet between your fingers “sho, something fell down… oh” What fell down from his pocket was a condom “were you expect a happy ending later today?” you tease as you slip the condom in his shirt pocket.

“quit it” he turns around and starts walking to the cafeteria so you can't see his red face.

“H-hey! you didn't give me the money”

Soon after throwing you a 500 yen coin pen Sho sprints to Hyde's office, his stalker and the only one who would have the chance to slip something in his wallet without him noticing, slamming the door open and almost unhinging it accidentally with his abnormal strength and he comes face to face with the bane of his existence thorn on his side, his older brother. Who isn't surprised to see him burning in rage

“Want to explain something asshole?”

“Shohei you finally visit me!” he spreads his arms as if he was going to go for a hug.

“shut the fuck up! What the hell is this supposed mean?” he lifts the offending wrapped condom and stares at his brother, white hair slightly disheveled as he ran as fast as he could.

“I just thought that if you are going to date you might as well be careful” he brings his hand to his mouth and acts bashful “you are just 19 sho, babies shouldn't be having babies”

Snapping at him his hands grasp his own platinum hair “it fell down and now they surely think I'm a pervert because of you”

“At least a responsible pervert! That is better in most people's than a rascal who has unprotected sex”

[teddywook]

currently thinking about bf!eunseok whose nonchalant face changes to a wide smily one when he looks at you

bf!eunseok who loves that you welcome him with open arms after a long and exhausting day at work. he knows that there's nothing better than your hugs to recharge energies. mayhaps some pampering from you

bf!eunseok who loves intimate dates at home. simply cuddling on the couch, eating delivery and watching movies all afternoon

bf!eunseok whose favorite kisses are the lazy ones. long and deep kisses without rush. you straddling his lap, your hands on the back of his neck playing with his hair as his are under your shirt. caressing your waist not even in a sexual way, just loving the soft feel of your skin

bf!eunseok who really enjoys cooking with you. giving you brief peaks and hugging each other from behind. playing chase around the kitchen when he smears your nose and you're looking for your little revenge

bf!eunseok who secretly likes it when you ask him to let you be the big spoon. resting his head on your chest so he can hear your heartbeat. his arms around your waist bringing you closer to his body whiles your hands brush his hair from his forehead to leave little kisses

bf!eunseok who silently loves those moments when you baby him, doing the things he normally does for you. like rub the sponge over his skin in the shower or drying his hair afterwards. massaging his shoulders to relieve tiredness or reading a book with soft voice for him

bf!eunseok who simply loves how well you know him. even though he doesn't talk too much, you only need one look at him to know when to give him a kiss, when to tell a joke to cheer him up or when to run into his arms to give him shelter in yours. he loves how well you complement him

bf!eunseok who just loves you as much as you love him <3

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

note: i love eunseok so biblically 💔

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hi!! i saw your angel dust headcannons for a small cold reader and was possibly hoping i can request some angel dust comfort? my family’s been giving me a rough time lately and i just can’t seem to escape them :( i just want some fluffy spider cuddles (and mayhaps a raccoon demon reader 👀 it’s not needed it was just a funny little detail to add lol)

The Best Way To Comfort

Angel Dust x Male Raccoon Demon Reader

A/N: Hihi Anon! You’re request was so fucking adorable and I hope everything gets better my friend! Hope this brings a smile to your face and I was writing this with a Raccoon Demon reader in my mind!!

-🕷️ As soon as he sees you upset Angel is scooping you up in his arms and hugging you close. If you don’t want to talk to him about it, he won’t pressure you. He understands being closed off and unresponsive. But if you want to talk? He’s all ears baby. If you start crying, he wipes your tears away and kisses your forehead.

-🩷 Best cuddler around, he’s got all those arms for a reason and holding you against him is the best use of those arms second best to holding your hand. He also loves your ears and little bushy racoon tail (and how you're always grabbing things ya’ little thief-). His eyes widen in surprise if you allow him to touch your ears and tail. 

-🕷️ He adores how short you are compared to him and will pick you up at random. Do not get me started if you start making those chittering raccoon noises, he will laugh and kiss your face. He thinks it’s down right adorable.

-🩷 This straight up became talking about raccoon things you do BUT- Some nights he wakes up to see you skulking around and if you get caught you freeze before slowly reaching for whatever you wanted. He finds it adorable but you are disrupting his beauty sleep and he will pick you up to bring back to bed, he’s not afraid of your growls and hissing.

-🕷️ Back to cuddles, laying your head on his chest floof and falling asleep with Fat Nuggets in your arms is a 100% chance of him snapping some pictures. His phone background is a picture of you having fallen asleep in a weird place and his lockscreen is of you and him at a bar.

-🩷 Sometimes when he can’t find Fat Nuggets around and he starts to freak out, he just lifts up your tail and finds the little piglet dead asleep curled up. This mostly happens when he comes home super late from work and finds you still awake but focused on something else. 

-🕷️ Kisses? Are a must, he loves kissing you. Bending down and kissing you, picking you up and kissing you. That one time where you literally climbed your own boyfriend and kissed him. He loves it and the ways he can kiss you are endless. 

-🩷 One time you were clinging to his back and he forgot about you for a moment and literally went looking around the hotel for you. He was in tears by the time Charlie brought it up and after that? He was embarrassed and won’t talk to anyone for an hour.

-🕷️Also can we talk about how caring he is? Like if you need to take medication? He’s set an alarm on your phone and he will text you as another reminder. Even when he’s on set, he has a personalized alarm for himself so he won’t forget either. Need help reaching something while you cook or want a snack that Alastor hides from you? It’s already in his hands.

-🩷 Angel Dust loves you so much and wants the best for you. For him? You’re the best thing that has happened in a very very long time and he doesn’t want to lose you. Not that he will, you got your little thieving fingers around his heart and you’re not letting go of your greatest treasure.

[themultifanshipper]

ok hi hello i have a little bit of a switch up ask for u 👉👈 could u mayhaps do a lil oscar thing that's just stupid cute angst where the reader is having some self esteem issues and oscar notices bc he's staying with lando in monaco after the race and them + some friends are planning on going out to what happens to be readers favorite club or bar but reader isn't feeling it. oscar immediately cancels and stays at landos n just. comfort fluffy bullshit please i beg <3

also pls flood my inbox with thots/requests bc i will be flying home from seoul tomorrow and i need shit to do on the plane pls and thank u

Made it a bit smutty at the end bc that’s what I do, yanno?

Warnings: bit of angst, lil bit of fluff, smut at the end, friends to lovers type shenanigans.

You were excited at first, going out to your favorite club, with your favourite boys, in your favourite city.

You and Oscar were staying at Lando’s flat in Monaco, excitedly getting ready to go out when everything started to go wrong, bit by bit.

Your hair wasn’t laying how you liked it and it frustrated the hell out of you. It had been fine all week and now suddenly, on the night you knew there would probably be cameras around, it was being a bitch.

Then there was the outfit. Oscar had picked it out for you, and it was truly gorgeous, but you weren’t convinced you would do it justice, especially if your damn hair was going to be a catastrophe, along with your skin that had suddenly decided to become oily as fuck.

Then there was the sight of your body as you passed the mirror. It wasn’t ugly by any stretch of the imagination, but you had eaten a big meal earlier so you felt a bit bloated, your mind exaggerating the barely-there bulge that Oscar insisted nobody (including him) would notice. But you weren’t a skinny, hairless, bronze goddess of a model, like most of the women they frequented, and you knew the media would pick you to pieces if you didn’t look perfect for the cameras.

So you started to spiral, and locked yourself in the bathroom.

You had no idea how much time passed until Oscar inevitably came knocking.

“I can’t go out Oscar!” You called out in a shaky voice.

Worried, he tried to open the door and found it locked so he knocked on the door harder.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“It’s too much for me, Osc. Everything is shit! My hair is shit, my body sucks, everyone’s gonna laugh at me because I don’t fit in with you lot” Your voice cracked as tears started clouding your vision.

Oscar started panicking slightly and he tried the door again, with no luck.

“Please open the door, I'm sure everything's fine! I don’t kno-“  he was interrupted by Lando coming around the corner.

“Mate, they’re waiting for us at the club. How long you gonna be?”

“Uhhm…” Oscar said, unhelpfully.

“I’m not going Lando!” You called through the door.

Lando lifted an eyebrow at Oscar in confusion.

“You go, we’ll catch up.”

Lando nodded and sauntered off, leaving Oscar on his own in dead silence. After a while you asked, “Is he gone?” as you got up from where you’d been sitting on the floor and approached the door to listen out for any movement.

“Yeah, please open the door now, it’s just me” Oscar said softly.

You did so and he gasped at the sight of you.

“Sweatheart, you look amazing!” He took your face in his hands, thumbs wiping away the tears “Your eyes are a bit puffy, sure, but your hair looks fine! And that bangin’ bod of yours in that? I knew it would look stunning on you!” He wrapped his arms around you and you giggled wetly into his neck.

“You’re just saying that.”

“I’m really not. You look like a wet dream come true!”

“Awww, Osc. Don’t go sappy on me.”

He laughed as the hug ended, a bit too early for your liking, and you just stood there smiling at each other like idiots.

You broke the tension with a sigh and picked your phone up to check the time.

“I don’t want to go out Osc, I’m really not feeling it tonight.”

“No problem, I’ll stay in with you”

“You don’t have to-”

“But I want to”

“Osc, you got p2, you need to go out and cele-“

He didn’t let you finish as he kissed you gently to shut you up, and when you got over your initial shock, you deepened the kiss, his hand came up to cup the back of your head and the other slid around your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss got more passionate.

You separated, eventually needing air, and panted into each other’s mouths.

“That’s better than a p2, baby. I’ve waited a long time to do that.”

“I love you, Osc”

He grinned and squeezed you tightly as he kissed your forehead “God, I love you too sweetheart.”

You were both sat on the sofa, drinking a glass of probably very expensive wine you found in Lando’s pantry, still in your fancy clothes (although fancy for Oscar meant a white shirt and black jeans), chatting about how the two of you had been dancing around each other for years.

Oscar put his empty glass down on the table. “You know, just because we’re staying in doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun” His hand wandered up your arm, to your neck, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“Oh yeah? What did you have in mind then?” You asked

“Dunno” His expression remained neutral, but his voice betrayed his amusement. “We could take our clothes off and see how we go from there?”

You giggled, putting your own glass down and shuffling closer to him “Sounds like a plan.”

You all but ripped each other’s clothes off in your haste to get naked. He gently prised your legs apart as he sucked two of his fingers into his mouth, getting them wet before testing the waters and sinking one inside you.

You both groaned, you because he could reach deeper than you ever could on your own, him because you were so hot and wet and tight.

It didn’t take long to get to three fingers, stretching you out before he withdrew completely and lined himself up, rubbing his cock through your folds a few times to get it nice and wet.

When he slid into you, it felt like coming home after a long day, like this is where he belonged. He stayed like that for a minute, hips still and head in the crook of your neck, as he tried to concentrate on not coming immediately.

When he was ready, he leaned up to kiss you and mumbled “I love you, so much” against your lips, before pulling out a bit and then giving an experimental thrust, which drove you both wild. He was so thick, his cock stretching you in the most delicious way, that you whined at every movement, and his hips quickly picked up speed.

You could only cling on to him as the pleasure was almost too much, your orgasm building too fast, making you tighten around his cock as he drove it deeper and deeper into you.

You tried to convey something to him, but the only thing that came out was a pathetic whimper.

He got the message anyway, a hand slinking down to rub messy circles into your clit, sending you hurtling over the edge as your vision blacked out.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Come on my cock, fuck-” and with that he reached his own end, pumping you full of him, as he gently ground his hips into yours, bringing you down slowly, the two of you in complete bliss.

Let’s just say, after that day, Lando had to replace his now stained sofa, and he never let you both stay at his place again.

[dxrkl1ght]

PSSSTTTT, hey! Over here!

I love how you draw Solar sosososo much <3 Could you mayhaps draw him more? Or can I give him a hug :D You're super cool and I wanted to know if you'd like to be friends /pos >:D

- ur silly new follower :>

This guy? Oh he's so silly :3

These are kinda old, but they count as more drawings of 'im qwq

One I did for a Secret Santa and the other back when he killed his Moon. Haven't drawn him since 2 or 3 months ago?

And aaa tysm!! ;w;

And I need to know you better, though!! Sorry!

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

👁️👄👁️ mayhaps g!p Donna X fem reader having morning sex. reader is a soft dom and has a praise kink. Reader just sweet talks Donna while she rocks her, then they go make breakfast after they manage to recover from their legs feeling like jelly lol

Yess!!! Thank you for your request!!! I hope you like it and sorry about the language mistakes!!! :))))

What a morning

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem!! Reader

Warnings: G!P Donna, smut, Minors DNI, fluff,

Word count: 4,147

Summary: You didn't want to get out of bed...

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!!I love you all!!!

“Come on, tesoro... Wake up.”

A soft voice interrupted your pleasant slumber.

To be honest, you couldn't know if you woke up from a dream, or were already living on it. You, who already thought that your life would be reduced to taking care of animals and praying to Mother Miranda, were more than satisfied with the turn that fate had for you.

The inclement weather in the region helped you get lost in the forest, and find who would be the love of your life along the way. Donna Beneviento, Lord and lonely woman, also met her own fate due to inclement weather.

At first sullen and distrustful, she didn’t feel comfortable with your presence. You could have died. You could have hallucinated until you fell off the cliff. You didn't, you survived her anger at someone snooping around her territory.

And not happy with having the privilege of continuing to live, love came later. Donna could be many things, but nothing that had anything to do with what people said about her in the village. She was just a woman tormented by her past, by her appearance. She just needed someone like you to make her life less dark, and you, you too.

“Mm, leave me alone...” You said, slapping the air, trying to get rid of her soft touch on your body. “Five minutes…”

"That's what you said ten minutes ago, (Y/N), come on, we have things to do,” Donna whispered, treacherously uncovering you. You groaned in annoyance and shook your head.

“Donna... Come on, come here...” You whispered with your voice still asleep, searching everywhere for the warmth of the body that was hugging you.

She laughed sheepishly, but she shook her head, getting out of bed. Not before giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

You sat on the bed, trying to cover yourself from the cold of that dark room. Well, at least that way you could clear your mind.

“I thought today we could go for a walk in the woods,” she commented, getting rid of her nightgown and combing the black hair that drove you crazy.

“Can I take the bed with me?” You asked jokingly, rubbing your eyes. She laughed again, shaking her head.

You sighed and lay face down, admiring that beauty that took you so long to discover. Sometimes you found it that it wasn't really a dream, hard to believe.

When she turned around, you had to force yourself to contain your laughter. Donna was always so shy, so embarrassed... It was a shame that her body thought for itself, marking a prominent bulge in her underwear, to which you raised your eyebrows and shuffled a little closer to her.

“Oh…. Wow... Wow...” You sighed amused, biting your lip. Yes, some morning passion could be enough to wake you up.

“What?” She asked, oblivious to where your eyes were pointing. When she looked down, and she realized what exactly you were devouring in your thoughts, she cringed in shame, putting her hands in front of her to push that glorious vision away from you. “Oh, I'm, I'm sorry,” she said shyly, her face growing redder.

You laughed, shaking your head, not looking away from her.

“Why are you sorry? I like to see you so... Happy,” you commented with a velvety, sensual and provocative tone. You just hoped she wouldn't run away that time, as was customary when her body did that kind of things, seemingly for no reason.

“Don't... Look so directly at me, it makes me nervous,” Donna protested, looking away and turning around.

You laughed again, getting up from the bed and slowly walking towards the lady to grab her waist.

“I like what I see,” you whispered in her ear, making her cringe at your cheeky whisper. “Hey, Donna… What do you think if we change the walk thing? The woods are so boring...”

She sighed, grabbing the hands that rested on her waist and slowly turning towards you, with a look of suspicion.

“Oh, and… So… Where do you want to go?” She asked, a bit nervous about the kisses you were beginning to place on her neck, smiling against her skin.

“I had thought that maybe... Instead of walking through the woods you could...” You murmured, caressing her skin gently, making her stay completely still on the wooden floor. “You could take a walk… Through my body.”

Donna laughed and turned around, which you took advantage of to kiss her before she could protest or make some kind of absurd excuse.

“(Y/N), you are...” The doll maker whispered, taking a breath after a few hungry and eager kisses, which matched caresses to her bare chest.

“Wonderful? Incredible? The best?” You asked jokingly, hanging onto her neck and walking slowly until Donna collided with the edge of the bed.

“Impatient,” she whispered, pulling on your lower lip, showing you that ​​taking a short walk on your bare skin was a good plan. Her body only emphasized her conformity.

“Mm, maybe I am,” you said, gently pushing Donna so she fell on the bed and you could climb onto her body, moving your hips so you could feel her erection against your skin, something that drove you crazy. “Do you know what you are?” You asked with a hungry smile, as you got rid of your pajama shirt.

“No... I don't know,” she responded, grabbing your hips with her hands, maintaining that constant movement against her body.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” you whispered affectionately in her ear, making her tremble even more. Yes, you were an absolute fan of compliments, especially because of the reaction that those soft and tender words provoked in Donna.

“You make me blush,” she said, amused, joining your kisses, gently caressing your bare chest while you moved your hips slower making her body protest with a moan.

“That's the intention...” You hissed, with a dark, almost perverse tone, slowly kissing her chest, every inch of her skin, making her eye close in pleasure. “Do you want me to tell you more things?”

Donna nodded, holding on to you to keep you steady as her nails scratched your back in arousal. You laughed, standing up, causing another moan from the brunette, who felt the lack of contact like a stream of ice water.

“Then be a good girl and lie down on the bed,” you whispered in her ear, gently pushing her onto the mattress. Donna hesitated, but it was hard for her to turn down the opportunity to love you in such an unexpected way.

It wasn't the first time you caught her off guard. Every corner of the old estate had already been desecrated by your lust.

Crawling comically, she obeyed your request, lying down and watching expectantly as your pants disappeared in one swift movement, causing her dark, anxious gaze to fall on those now exposed parts.

“That's it... You're so good, Donna... You're so, so good...” You whispered, climbing onto her body and continuing with that soft friction, with discreet but noticeable movements of your hips.

She smiled, caressing your cheek as you kissed her neck, her chest, her shoulders... It was not something improvised on your part, it was intentional. You wanted to see her burn with desire, beg you to be closer to her, to have your hands playing with what her underwear was pathetically trying to hide.

“Oh, my love, do you need something?” You asked amused, grabbing one of your breasts, making her gasp at the sight and want to join on that lascivious touch. You pushed her hand away from you, clicking your tongue. “No, no, Donna… I asked you a question.”

She smiled nervously, but she kept your gaze, lowering that impatient hand over your chest, over your belly...

“I need you, (Y/N),” she whispered with a marked accent, her voice hoarse with her own desire, something you hoped to hear, but that wasn't enough for that torture you enjoyed every day.

“You’re so romantic…” You joked, making her shrug and look at you expectantly. “You love me, right?”

Donna nodded, her gaze tender, her hips moving a little faster, relieving the pressure she had between her legs.

“I love you, (Y/N),” she said softly, pulling you into a passionate kiss, something you didn't stop, laughing triumphantly at her serenity despite her nervousness.

It was possible that she was trying to fight against your words of affection. Maybe she was trying not to seem like a victim who gave in easily to your charms. Unfortunately for poor Donna, that was something she had never achieved.

You moved away from her kiss with a sigh that feigned severity, guiding her hand to where she wanted to go a few moments ago, to your breast, grabbing it, playing with your nipple between her soft and skillful fingers. You gasped, but remained calm. No, no, no. You were having control of the situation. Her caresses and kisses couldn't make you give in.

“I love you too, my love... My beautiful Donna,” You whispered, lowering your body so it rubbed against hers. The dance of your hips was accompanied by the wet kisses of your lips, which felt the vibration of her moans from your sweet words.

Her mouth traveled to your neck, to your shoulders, leaving her room to kiss, closing your eyes and enjoying her soft caresses, that romantic touch so far from lust and closer to innocence. But that didn't stop her mouth from biting one of your nipples, from stopping her lips from landing on innocent corners.

You smiled satisfied, moving away to play with the hem of your underwear, which had been getting in your way for a while.

Donna paused for a moment, only to watch your nakedness displayed in front of her. You noticed and played with the garment between your fingers, pouting at Lady Beneviento, who looked at you with curiosity and a bright eye, almost desperate.

“Do you want me to take it off? Do you want that, my love?” You asked in a sweet voice, moving away from her hips so she moaned again from the lack of contact. You discreetly glanced down at where her erection was twitching outside of her own underwear. No, not yet, you still had to play a bit more.

She nodded, frustrated at the lack of contact, bringing a hand to her trembling shaft to compensate the lack of your touch. That made you raise your eyebrows and give her a gentle smack as punishment.

“Donna, don't do that...” You scolded in a childish voice, leaning towards her and staying very, very close to her lips. “Don't be mean, mm?”

She moaned in response, trying to kiss you, which you prevented by pulling away again, causing her to protest with another anxious moan and stronger movements of her hips.

“Please, (Y/N)” she begged, framing your body with her hands, moving them over your skin so the temptation to masturbate would disappear with the softness of your body on top of hers.

You smiled again, caressing her chest, running your hand down her belly, brushing her erection with your fingers, making Donna gasp at your soft touch.

“Tell me, Donna, do you want me to take it off?” You asked with that soft voice again, emphasizing the movement of your hands in your underwear, pretending to lower it but at the last moment, you didn’t do it.

“Yes, please,” she asked in a comically formal way. To be honest, your panties had been bothering you for a long time, so there was no need to prolong that torture.

The garment disappeared down your ankles under her watchful gaze as she released her shaft from its prison, moaning in relief.

You put a hand on her chest so her back collided with the mattress. Your gaze was calm and your caresses were gentle, almost grazing her skin rather than touching it, a sensation she approved with a moan, grabbing your hips to position you in the desired spot, lining up your wet entrance with her trembling shaft, glistening with arousal.

Amused by her haste, you backed away from her, shaking your head and leaning into her ear.

“Who is the impatient one now?” You asked ironically, making her smile nervously, cupping your face in her hands and pulling you to cover yourself again with kisses, to continue that erotic dance of your bodies moving, rubbing skin to skin.

“I want you, (Y/N)...” Donna whispered, in your ear, making your dominant position about to falter, just about to falter.

“You want me,” you repeated amused, kissing her neck again, biting her skin, leaving a small mark, which made her tremble even more.

Your tireless lips moved down her chest, your tongue playing with her nipples, causing her moans to be replaced by gasps of surprise at your skillful movements.

Their hands stopped being so anxious and caressed you in a tender, romantic way, passing through your hair, over your back, brushing with your legs, with your hips, running over your entire body as if they wanted to memorize it, as if they wanted not to touch anything that wasn't your skin.

“You're so soft, so beautiful,” you whispered, rocking your hips, brushing her erection with your body, but only brushing. “Your whole body, your skin, is like a miracle, Donna, you are my miracle.”

Her eye widened and her expression saddened with a melancholy smile. Anything you could say to her was enough to get her excited by your words of affection. Donna was always alone. She never had anyone to tell her the truth of her existence, an almost divine one for you.

“(Y/N),” she moaned into your lips, pulling your face so they crashed into hers again, this time with more passion, with your tongues dancing at the same time as your bodies. The atmosphere had forgotten about the cold, it was only warm, scorching, capable of making you sweat while the desire increased, while it became more and more unbearable.

Her kisses turned you on even more, her hunger, the tremors of her body, the hardness of her shaft rubbing against your crotch. Even if you had wanted to wait a little longer, you wouldn't have been able to, not at all.

“Okay, my love... Here we go...” You said softly, lowering your hand to correctly position her erection at your entrance, playing with the tip on your clit, making you close your eyes in pleasure, just like her.

Donna kicked the mattress at the eternal waiting, at the touch of her penis against your moisture, without actually entering it. You knew she was enjoying it, but you also knew she needed you, a lot.

Little by little you lowered your body, feeling how her shaft slid smoothly inside you. Your arousal made that job easier, and made you shudder.

“Donna, you're so... Big...” You said in a low, lascivious tone, making the blush on her cheeks worsen as your walls hugged her body, stretching little by little. “You are perfect, my love, my body takes you so well…”

“So good...” She repeated when she was completely inside of you and you danced so she could feel you even more. “You, you hug so tightly, (Y/N)... I, I’m feeling you so much...”

“That's because I love you so much, my love, my beautiful Donna... My good Donna,” you said affectionately, moving slowly up and down, letting your body enjoy that intruder, letting your walls continue hugging her while you moaned in a low, sensual tone, one that you knew would make her more and more nervous, more excited.

Your words of comfort only made her moans the complete opposite of yours. Her hips moved as they could under your body, making you feel full, making you feel she was inside of you, making you hers and loving you as only Donna could do.

“My body is made for you, do you see? My body adores you, Donna, I adore you...”  You continued saying among moans, letting her hands play with your hips, making your body move the way she wanted, the way she needed.

“I, ti amo...”

You laughed at the loss of control of her language, something that only happened at moments like this, something that only anticipated how close she was to her release. But no, it was still early for that, although your body screamed for you to let your own orgasm out.

“Wait, honey...” You said, pulling out and making her moan in surprise and frustration at the loss of contact. “Come, come here.”

You lay down, taking her place, gently pulling on her hand so her body was on top of yours. Donna didn't protest the lack of her body in yours, surely she was embarrassingly close to her own release, and she didn't want it to be so soon either.

After a few wet kisses, which revealed with gasps the desire and hunger of your lust you opened your legs slightly, making the brunette position herself between them, entering you again with a faster movement, making you moan in surprise.

“Donna...” You sighed with a mischievous smile on your mouth, running your hands along her back, scratching her skin while her thrusts sent huge waves of pleasure to your body. She smiled, but she didn't stop, leaning into your body, a gesture you already knew, and you knew what it meant.

“Oh… My love... Do you want me to hug you?” You asked, to which she nodded moving slower inside of you, making your hips lose that dominant control and move without your permission. She went even deeper and lowered her head to your chest.

You hugged her lovingly while her body adapted to that new position, while your hands played with her hair, while your body took her again, this time faster, revealing her need... And yours.

“Shh, calm down, my love... I'm here with you...” You said while you cradled her body while you kept her so close to you, flattering her, showing that unconditional love, that way of showing those feelings. “Donna, I'm so close...”

She moaned at those words and her hips moved a little faster, in an almost frantic rhythm, synchronized with your moans. Your walls hugged her erection with hunger, with the impatience that your face didn’t show. You let yourself be carried away by pleasure, closing your eyes and hugging her body tightly, letting only her movements take you to the limit, something that didn't take long to happen.

Your back tensed, your nails digging into her skin as your body suffered the spasms of an intense orgasm, one that you released with a moan you were sure would have made a few more cracks in the walls.

“Keep going, keep going, my love, you're doing so well...” You said when Donna stopped to contemplate the pleasure that her body was giving you.

With you now free of pressure, she no longer had to worry, and she resumed her movements in a much more intense way, in the way she knew she couldn't endure for long.

“Can I do it inside? Please,” Donna asked you with an intense moan, with that need forcing her to stop until she heard your response. You smiled, embarrassingly close to a second release.

“Of course, Donna, you've been so good,” you said in a condescending tone, gripping the sheets to hide your second orgasm, one that was revealed when Donna moaned again with one last thrust and her heat was released inside of you.

You clung to her body, not wanting to lose that overwhelming heat, that wet caress that made its way into your body. Donna fell to your chest, hugging it tightly as her seed filled you, while your walls played with that wetness, tightening with a second orgasm.

“It has been...” She sighed, taking a breath, smiling freely and with her bright eye, smiling in a tender, almost innocent way, almost.

“Amazing, like you, Donna,” you said affectionately, letting her leave you and lean better on your heaving chest, letting your fingers tangle in her black hair again.

“You are so flattering,” she murmured, playing with her finger on your chest, intertwining your legs, wet from your actions, from her release and your wetness mixed together. “You tell me some very nice things, (Y/N).”

“Do you like me to tell you?” You asked laughing amused. It was a little fetish of yours, but if it served to make Donna look at you with that face, so be it.

“I like it so bad... I... No one had ever said something like that to me or... Or done something like that to me,” she said with a slightly sadder tone, surely remembering the darkness of her past.

“That doesn't matter anymore, Donna, you are with me now, and I will never stop telling you how much I love you,” you said with a sincere tone, free of lust and any other feeling that wasn’t love. “Should we take a shower?”

The hot water ran down your exhausted bodies. It was a relaxing sensation and at the same time… Hot, very hot.

Donna hugged you from behind, resting her head on your shoulder while you enjoyed that romantic feeling, those arms tenderly embracing you. A shame your head turned to the path of sin when you turned around.

Without giving her time to protest, you launched yourself into her kisses, ones that she accepted willingly, hugging your body, keeping it very close to hers, making it so not even water could extinguish the flame of passion.

It may not have been something so slow and intense, but still, that moment of passion underwater was also worth remembering. It was a more unbridled, faster, more accelerated passion. Your body maintained balance while her arms served as support, feeling her inside of you again, feeling how she took you again, eagerly, without fear, without shame. What a day, and it had just begun.

“I'm so, so tired...” You murmured, leaning on the kitchen counter.

Once dressed, you decided to prepare breakfast. With your body and hers hidden under the fabric of your dresses, there was no longer any room for temptation, well, at least on her part. You just had to imagine her body inside yours like a few moments ago to feel that unbearable heat again.

“Me too, you’ve destroyed me, (Y/N)” Donna said amused, watching how the coffee maker did its work on the fire.

“Well, don't exaggerate,” you joked, running your hands up her back and peeking over her shoulder, stealing a quick, chaste kiss, to which she smiled shyly.

“My legs are shaking, (Y/N),” she commented, amused, moving the coffee maker off the heat and exaggerating her steps. You laughed, shaking your head.

“Me too, and I'm not complaining that much,” you said, putting the cup in front of you so that bitter liquid would clear your mind and divert your desire to sleep.

“You were complaining five minutes ago, tesoro,” she commented, pouring a coffee to herself and blowing out the heat.

“Well, but... I don't know, it was worth it, don't you think?” You asked feigning indifference, leaning next to her and looking at the rickety ceiling.

She nodded, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye, sighing at the same time as you.

“What do you want us to do today?” She asked, diverting the conversation so your lascivious eyes wouldn't attack again. It's not that you didn't want to, your body was simply too tired to repeat... At least at that moment, there was a whole day ahead.

“I thought you wanted to go for a walk,” you joked, nudging her, to which she laughed again, making a funny face.

“I don't think I can walk more than five minutes, (Y/N)... I think, I think we could work on the dolls.”

“What you don't want is for me to attack you again, huh?” You asked mockingly, joking, of course. Joking, right?

“Well, that too,” she teased, gently pinching your chin and kissing your cheek lovingly, pulling away before you could make another move.

“I couldn't even if I wanted to,” you admitted, with a sigh, controlling the trembling of your legs. “Look at my legs, they look like jelly.”

Donna looked at you amused, and she shook her head at that comparison, suddenly putting on a serious face.

“I mention the dolls...” she whispered, thinking about something.

“It's true, where is Angie?” You asked, alarmed by the missing puppet, which should already be bothering you.

“I'm up here, you stupid clings! Whenever you want, you can stop making babies and come here to pay me some attention! You stupid morons!”

“Oh...” You sighed, embarrassed. “Do you think she is angry?”

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Could we get some ummmm jealous!Vanessa and reader hcs mayhaps? 🙏

"There you go, handsome. You're all set for your show."

"Thank you, Superstar. You're very kind..Officer Vanessa's lucky to have you as a significant other." Glamrock Freddy smiles after you finished up some maintenance work on him. "You've improved her daily mood by 90% since you two became an official couple."

"....you can calculate our exact moods by percentages?"

"..erm...no, I merely made up that statistic. I'm sorry-"

"I'm just kidding, silly bear. You can head back to your green room." You laugh, gently patting his chestplate before sending him on his way-

Only for him to nearly collide into Vanessa as she barges into the P&S room, impatient.

"A-Apologies, Officer. I did not see you-"

"Of course you didn't. Just get going. You're already running late."

You raise an eyebrow at your girlfriend's attitude, and when Freddy leaves she's just standing there brooding.

"His solo doesn't start for another ten minutes-"

"Yeah, but it's gonna take him at least five to get back to his room." She scowls. "And maybe longer if the brats keep stopping him along the way."

"Okay, I get it." You sigh, turning back to the computer terminal to log out. "You seem to care an awful lot about Freddy being punctual today, Nessie.."

"..well the less time he wastes flirting with you, the better."

You pause.

"Wait...you thought he was..?"

Suddenly, it all made sense.

You knew Vanessa was always kind of moody on the clock, taking almost every little inconvenience to her work personally.

But for her to be outright jealous?? Of a robot, of all people??

You had to hold in your laughter, especially as you see the look on her face as she slowly realizes that her assumptions were indeed kind of stupid..

It's not like you could go and date the bear, anyways, and she damn well knows this.

But she needed to ask what Freddy said that made you laugh..because that's all she saw when she was looking through the window.

Plus she wishes she could make you laugh like that sometimes.

You explain the joke he made, and she becomes flustered...and surprised.

"So he...wasn't making fun of me?"

"Of course not! He thinks highly of us..he wouldn't try to break us up. He's our biggest supporter, if anything." You chuckle as you bring Vanessa into a hug, kissing her cheek. "But if you need any reassurance..there's nothing going on between us, okay?"

All she can do is nod, her smile slowly appearing and her jealousy disappearing.

She'll be a little less harsh on Freddy from now on...but she's gonna feel embarrassed about this for a while.

[discodreaming]

could we get some sting eucliffe x m! reader relationship headcanons?

characters: sting eucliffe x male!reader

genre: general fluff, general headcanons

content warning: sting counts as a warning bc he's a menace to society ( and our hearts )

hear me out okay, mans is prime golden retriever boyfriend

he looks super intimidating to people bc he kind of is at first look, but really he's like just super excited when it comes to you.

like he could be doing his job as guild master and he sees his boyfriend come in????

he's done, he's rushing over and hugging you and giving you a big kiss

he's here hugging you close no matter what size

you could be taller than him and he's holding onto you

smaller? you're getting scooped up

same height? his head is nuzzling into your neck

oh my god sting who loves it when you two lay together though, constantly touching perhaps

mayhaps hear me out even taking turns being the big spoon and the little spoon

but if he's the big spoon, his arm is wrapped tight around you, keeping you close to his chest because he feels the need to protect

it could be his dragon genes that make him possessive but who knows sips

he's always hesitant to being little spoon

it leaves him really vulnerable and he only will do this once you guys have been dating for a while i feel

sting also gives the vibe of like holding your face and checking you over in panic

also lector?? seeing how happy you make sting?? you're cool in his book, as long as you keep his best friend happy

now sting will always see you as his equal, bc i think he'd believe n more of a partnership.

he's so god damn cheesy too, like you guys would def go on a date for everything

if he's not busy as the guild master ( i don't think that'll stop him either way tho )

you think the girls are the only one into matching?? like i said he's cheesy, he'd have something matching with you

it could be descreet or it could be nice and loud

and if yyou're apart of a different guild?? he's still making time and place to come see you just to see how ur doing

also please forgive him if he forgets your guys' dates sometimes, sometimes u gotta go to him and see him swamped

he's doing his best

but also he loves to plan surprise dates for you, always making sure you're enjoying yourself ( he most def always pays attention to what you like and don't like )

he has fumbled a couple times but he's getting there

i also wanna add a bonus marriage one for you but it wouldn't matter who you are he's gonna cry and call you so fucking handsome and i can see him just be so awestruck

he always has some kind of butterflies when it comes to you

he's always so excited to tell you things about what's happened on missions and vise versa, his attention on you as you go on about your day and what happened on the missions

and if you're ever sad, he's going to come out with hands rated e for everyone

oh my god he's also gonna constantly BRAG about you, to anyone who will listen

a/n: i honestly could keep rambling about sting ( and laxus ) like i just holds him gently like hamburger

also whispers def hold his hand and link your fingers together he'll lose his mind

[werecreature-addicted]

First off I love penny shes so perfect PLEASE hug her for me

Second. I love the idea of a livestock guardian dog hybrid x their livestock. I also love the idea of the livestock either being a wolf in sheep's clothing OR looking scarier than their dog, I mean I've seen some pretty mean looking sheep. Did I mention I want to be the dog. I want them to chain me so I'll never be far so I can always scare off those who wish harm, but if I'm not enough or if someone tries to hurt me instead let it be known that their horns are not unstained of blood and can pierce flesh with ease, even more so than my teeth mayhaps.

Also if it wasnt obvious this is a t4t thought too I need a trans sheep girl to kiss

the penny beast has been hugged.

i'm also obsessed with the idea of a giggling group of mean girl sheep teasing their puppy who can't leave them. the puppy takes it all like a good dog then turns around and bites the head off of anything that tries to get at their precious flock