#short drabble

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

Ground Rules

Derek is leaving town for three days. He has to lay down some rules for the pack. [AO3]

The pack were gathered in the sunken lounge room of the loft. Cora had claimed the only arm chair, sitting with her legs over one armrest. Erica, Lydia and Allison sat on the couch, Isaac sitting on the floor at their feet while Scott and Boyd stood, leaning against the back of the couch and talking quietly with the others. Stiles laid on the floor beside Cora’s armchair, his arms flailing as he talked.

“Alright, listen up,” Derek called out.

The pack straightened up and turned to their alpha, alert and attentive. Stiles stayed prone, but his arms stilled and fell to his sides, the only sign he was listening.

“I’m going to be out of town for three days,” Derek announced. “So, let’s go over the ground rules.”

There was a collective groan of protest from the group.

“If you didn’t break them, I wouldn’t have to repeat them every time.”

The room fell quiet as the pack reluctantly listened.

“No adding to the population, no subtracting from the population,” Derek said, shooting a glare at his sister to drive home his point. “Do not end up in the hospital, newspapers or jail. If you do end up in jail—”

“Assert dominance,” the pack said simultaneously.

“What? No!” Derek objected, his eyes wide with shock and horror.

The pack were quiet for a moment.

“You call me and I will send the money to bail you out,” Derek told them. He closed his eyes, letting out a heavy sigh before adding, “And don’t use your one phone call to order pizza.”

“Who would do that?” Boyd asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

Hands shot up around the room.

“My dad’s the sheriff, he knows who to call to get us out of trouble,” Stiles argued. “Meanwhile, I was hungry.”

“And don’t even think about trying to repeat what you did last time,” Derek said through gritted teeth, shooting a fierce glare at Erica and Stiles—or at least at where Stiles laid on the floor—knowing it was their idea.

Isaac looked puzzled. “What happened last time?”

“We had a competition to see who could break the most rules the fastest,” Erica explained.

“It was stupid,” Boyd said. At the same time, Cora asked, “Who won?”

Stiles’ hand shot up as he very proudly declared, “I did!”

“That’s not something to be proud of,” Derek said, exasperated.

Derek let out a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Please, just this once, can you follow the rules?”

The pack mumbled in agreement.

“Thank you,” Derek sighed with relief, although there was a part of him that didn’t believe them. He threw the strap of his duffle bag over his shoulder. “I’ll see you in three days.”

[fuyukohasnocreativity]

-date-

featured character ☆ itoshi sae

tag(s): fluff! ☆

apologies if this is out of character, again TT TT

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        It was two o'clock in the morning and you couldn't fall asleep. Sae, who was next to you, his head, nuzzling against your back, was sleeping peacefully. It was cute to see him soundlessly sleeping against you but that's not the reason why you couldn't fall asleep. You grabbed your phone from the wooden night stand next to you and started going on Instagram. You were scrolling and saw that some of your friends were posting pictures of places they were going with their partner. But of course, Sae always comes home late, either training or having a soccer tournament. What are the chances of him spending quality time with you or go on outings? Quite rare to be honest. You then go on Google to search up "Things to do for couples", the results were going to a cafe or hiking, maybe going to an expensive mall but obviously you don't need anything from expensive malls since they're all Chanel or Louis Vuitton, fancy fancy fancy brands...  You could feel Sae shift positions. The next thing you knew, he was awake, rubbing his right eye. Although your phone's brightness was on the lowest, he still somehow woke up. "Y/n? How come you're still awake?" he asks, perhaps still half awake. He then turns on the mini white ceramic lamp next to him. You turn of your phone and held it tight, "Um... The thing is, I couldn't fall asleep. Because I wanted to do something fun with you tomorrow, like a date. But I mean, you don't have to go with me and I'm aware that you don't have much time either... I was just researching places to go, nothing else." You let out a small, weak smile, in the process of battling the urge of wanting to cry a little since you barely got to spend time with Sae. Suddenly, Sae got up, walked to the nightstand next to you and kneeled down. He opened the lowest drawer and got out a folded sheet of paper, written with black ink. He then hands the piece of lined paper to you. "Here, it's a list of all the things we could do together. The front has outdoor and indoor activities and the back has things we could do at home..." Sae looked away, from slight embarrassment. His cheeks were lightly tinted with a shade of pink, and he definitely avoided eye contact with you.

        Your face instantly lights up, eyes widened completely. "When did you have time for all of this?!" "I wrote it during breaktime, since I was bored. Everyone wanted to know what I was writing..." You bursted out laughing, "What did you tell them? I'm so curious!" "I told them directly that it was for you..." your face was instantly flushed with pink. There was a long pause of awkward silence until Sae pointed at the list of activities "Go ahead, you can pick anything." you nodded, to agree. Still, it was quite shocking that he told everyone that he was dating you, etc. You looked at the sheet of paper and the following list of activities listed. You then made up your mind, wanting to go to a café with Sae. "Hey, should we go to a café and walk around after?" "Anything you'd like." Sae smiled. You jump on Sae and gave him a big hug, smiling with joy. Sae gave you a kiss on the lips, and your cheeks. The two of you continue to stay in each other's embrace. 

       "Say, when do you want to go to that café?" you ask curiously, looking up at Sae. Sae didn't answer until ten seconds later, "Today. At ten o'clock, we'll leave." "Sounds like a plan." a few minutes later, your eyelids start to feel heavy and you doze off, still embracing Sae. He gently strokes pieces of your hair, tucking a piece behind your ear. "You need to regain energy first before getting all excited..." he whispered then let out a soft chuckle. 

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ty for reading!! just a short drabble i wanted to write, not very long or detailed either.

-fuyuko

©fuyukohasnocreativity do not copy, repost, or translate. likes and reblogs are accepted and appreciated!

[chrollohearttags]

your boyfriend, who was never allowed to dress up as a child or celebrate Halloween (sheltered kid/religious reasons, etc.) is a little apprehensive when you all but beg him to put on a costume and an attend a party with you. He’s not convinced that he’s missed out on anything special..that it’s just another overhyped holiday and that there’s no point. That is until he sees you dressed in a sexy Catwoman suit. Brandishing a whip, decked out in latex, knee high heels on and licking on his ear throughout the night. You look amazing but he still doesn’t see the appeal of the occasion…even with your thick ass stretched against the material. He’s not so sure about it until he makes good use of the crotch zipper on the outfit and winds up fingering you; rubbing digits throughout those juicy folds. His mind has all but changed when you’re bouncing on his dick in the backseat of his car..tits jiggling around and lips drooling from the mouthpiece of that mask as he pounds up into you. Thrashing you around on his cock until he can no longer hold back and he fills you full of his cum because that risqué little ensemble was just too much to resist. Yes, Halloween hadn’t meant much to him before but needless to say, it’s his favorite time of the year!

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armin, choso, geto, chrollo + anyone else you’d like to add

[nadiahshaven]

𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭

𖦹 summary: continuation of we leavin.

𖦹 content warning: connie x fem!reader. reader is black-coded. mentions of dumbification. connie has a papi kink.

𖦹 translations: buena chica/good girl

𖦹 word count: 480.

authors note: i feel horrible ab this chi😭 but y’all asked, so i delivered. its quite a quick read so enjoy. and also thank yall for all the love. so so so grateful. te amo!

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“you gon’ listen next time, baby? huh?”

you only nodded in response, the words being taken out of your mouth due to the ecstasy sizzling through your nerves. right after leaving the party, connie didn’t say a word. not on the way to the car, not in the car, and not during the drive home. it pushed a sense of slight fear into you, given he’d never been this silent before. however, when you both got into the house, he said a singular sentence that made you regret pushing your luck at the party.

“im’a show you how to watch ya’ mouth.”

and that’s exactly how you ended up at the edge of the bed, knees beside your head, in nothing but in your black, lace panties that were pulled to the side as connie drove his dick through you like moses when he parted the red sea. he was bowed over you, your sweaty foreheads touching while he gave you your life. your hands were going numb from how tight they gripped onto the sheets below you, having a fistful of some in each hand.

“tell me, ma.” connie repeated, not falling clueless to the way your lips were parted, and eyes almost crossing from how good he was making you feel. you couldn’t even moan properly. just grunts, groans, and heavy pants to express your pleasure.

you wanted to hear him. you wanted to respond. but anytime you tried, he’d hit that one spot inside of your walls that would send you into a state of inexplicable bliss again. connie’s hands were currently interlocked behind your head to keep it from falling back into the mattress, but he moved one in favor of grabbing your jaw with it. his thrusts slowed down from the once fast pace they were at, but became more harsh.

“say it, baby. use ya’ words.” connie coo’ed, the sound of his balls slapping against the fat of your ass in even intervals as he fed you each thrust.

“uh-huhh.“ you nodded, still not being able to put words together. the pace he was going dumbed you up even more, and he could tell too, by the slight squelch of every time he stuffed you, along with your pussy squeezing around him. though, your response still didn’t satisfy him.

“words, i said. i don’t speak in noises.” connie sped back up, in an attempt to snatch an answer from you. with this, he did.

“fuckyess- im’a listen, con-“ you said, but quite incoherently.

“who?” connie stopped completely. you immediately realized your mistake. “fix that.” he said, to which you obliged.

“im’a listen, papi..” you looked up at him with watery eyes. your vision blurred from said water as he started up again, somehow hitting an angle that you didn’t even know existed, snatching your soul from you completely.

“buena chica. now, cum fa’ papi.”

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[i-drop-level-one-loot]

May I request a yandere naga x gn reader, [smut can be optional]

I love monster men! Sorry this took so long

Yandere!Naga x GN!Reader

CW: Death, blood, abduction, short drabble

A virgin sacrifice?

1974

The friend group of incredibly drunk college kids stood near the edge of a forest, headed by Nathan who was wielding a ridiculously goofy dagger he had found in a thrift shop, reading an incantation from equally goofy book.

"Oh Fentoo, deity of the Earth, hear our cries!" Nathan waved his dagger. "Behold, our virgin sacrifice!"

(Reader) snorted. "Who's the virgin?"

Nathan glared down at them from the stump he was standing on. "You are, now shoosh."

"But.. I'm not a virgin?" (Reader) rolled their eyes, exhausted from their friend's antics. "Why not use Gayle; he's a virgin."

The awkward nerd beneath Nathan looked up at his leader with wide eyes. "Please don't sacrifice me, Nathan."

Nathan dropped his arms to his sides, sighing, clearly upset over the amount of times his ritual was being interrupted. "Gayle's a virgin because, well.. look at him, no offense Gayle. But you're.. decent looking? Fentoo will be more likely to come if he thinks you're a virgin, right?"

(Reader) rubbed their eyes, exhausted after the amount of beer they had been chugging all night. "Right, and what happens to me when he finds out that I'm not a virgin?"

"I don't know..? He doesn't eat you?" Nathan shrugged. (Reader) couldn't tell if he truly believed in the nonsense he was spewing, but allowed him to continue regardless, ignoring him in favor for another beer.

Gayle shook, unstable on his feet. "So what do you get if Fentoo accepts the sacrifice- (Reader)?"

"Uh.." Nathan flipped through the worn out book. "Fine metals of the earth, which is his domain."

"Damn, you're going to kill me for some gold?" (Reader) playfully asked in an offended tone.

Nathan opened his mouth in a wide smile, ready to respond, but suddenly fell slack jawed, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

A dark shadow rose behind (Reader), engulfing them in an unnaturally coldness.

"No.. you shall receive nothing, but death."

A voice deep and gravely growled so lowly that it rumbled in the drunk adult's chest and made their knees knock together. Very slowly, (Reader) turned, alcohol failing to give them any liquid courage.

Blocking out the light of the moon, a being emerged from the trees and extended up, rising to his full height. With ink black, scaly skin that elongated beyond his waist, a half human half snake monster that was like a living shadow smiled down at the humans beneath him, the only visible feature being his bright white fangs.

His movements were faster than a lion's, launching past (Reader) and striking the two drunk men before they could run.

(Reader) was powerless as they watched their best friends get ripped apart in from of them, torn open by the monster's bare hands. Blood splattered everywhere, even hitting (Reader's) face with splashes of red.

And they could do nothing.

As he moved under the night sky, the moon now illuminated his body, revealing the blue shine to his scales and skin, the strong features of his mostly human, noseless face, and his long locks of black hair cascading freely down his muscular back. His black eyes appeared to be staring at everything and nothing, unblinking as he murdered two innocent humans.

(Reader) was ready to die. Frozen with fear, their drunken mind accepted their fate. Even after watching the god's jaw unhinge to consume the pieces that used the be their friends, (Reader) was still.

But their death never came.

They watched the monster eat until there was nothing left but blood stains, however, when he turned to (Reader), he was nothing but smiles.

"The debt has been paid." He stated while grabbing the ceremonial dagger off the grass.

(Reader's) face must have conveyed their bafflement, because the creature chuckled before explaining; "The sacrifice has been accepted. Now you shall be rewarded."

Liquid gold poured up through the dirt around the horrified young adult's feet, solidifying as it came into contact with the air.

A single tear cleaned away blood from (Reader's) cheek. "I don't want gold."

His smile grew, revealing the inhuman split in his cheeks. "Oh? And what is it that you want?"

He reached out a cold hand, caressing their stained face.

"Jewels?"

".. no."

"Iron? Copper?"

Each time they nervously shook their head 'no' it seemed to please the deity more.

"Would you perhaps.. wish for a long life? One full of joy, and free from pain?" His voice softened as he rubbed his thumb against their trembling bottom lip. They could see the round of Nathan and Gayle as they moved through his body to be digested.

More cries escaped them. "Yes, please."

As soon as the words left their lips, (Reader) was scooped into the creature's strong arms, cradling them to his chest.

"Good."

He carried his newly claimed partner towards his domain, the land of the immortal.

"I am Fe Ntu. And I'd be honored to give you joy and love, for the rest of eternity."

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

the ocean loves her children, you see.

There's an old story selkies tell their children. The ocean loves her children, you see: if you ask for her help, she will gift you the things you need, even if they are not what you want. So most seafolk- sirens, merkin, sea monsters, etc- were once like us: the soft and gentle selkie folk, who love the ocean and the world she gives them. But they were once in need of the ocean mother's help, and their hearts cried to her- and she answered them in kind, changing them beyond the magic their shapeshifting allowed. And so they survived.

You were lost from your family, in a strange sea, and had tried to help a struggling sailor. When they had turned on you, wanting your skin, you were shocked, scared, confused, angry, and you screamed your heartbreak so deeply that your throat went raw- and the ocean mother gave you new gifts, and you used them to tear the sailors apart.

selkies are meant to be soft, kind, the gentlest of the ocean's children. and in your moments of pain and betrayal, you had chosen to forsake those things. your rage and agony tore the water red and frothy, until there were no sailors left to rip apart.

you fell into despair, then. you tried to rip the scales from your back, tear the fins from your bones, but all for naught. then you slept. you did not want to wake. but the ocean heard the weak cries of your heart, and carried you to a new home.

you woke to another boat. more sailors. you were terrified. of them. of yourself. one spoke to you, fed you, tended your wounds. you were scared- scared of him. scared of how your heart longed to be healed by him.

later, you would love him. and, later still, you would feel whole again.

[chososlittlestuttyboy]

Cute n’ fluffy things with geto:3

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NSFW warning!

-definitely puts you in a mating press when wearin his hoodie:3

-womb fucking

-shares you with gojo

-definitely tortures your poor clit

-semi Public fucking :3

-fucks you so hard that you become stupid and your eyes become crossed

-fucks you so full of cum that it’d look like you’re pregnant :3

-forces you to make yourself cum, and if you can’t..oh boy, he’d fuck you so hard

-geto really likes breeding, and when he has a bunch of stress he takes it out on you with sex :p

- makes you bob on his cock ;3

-plugs his cum in you with his cock to make sure it doesn’t fall out

-drinks your titty milk:3

-makes you swallow all his salty/sweet cum

-his cum taste a little bit like coffee creamer (caramel kind)

-makes you lap ride him

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[lovelyflowers-world]

Lemon Girl

So I thought about this when listening to Lemon boy by cavetown I think it's pretty good I don't know though

Percy Jackson x Reader

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There once was a bitter sweet man and they called him lemon boy 

It was never easy being the daughter of Nyx people never seemed to want to be near me because my mother was one of the most feared goddesses she was even feared by Zeus himself.

 So I kept to myself in the garden I planted away from everyone in my own bitterness. Until he came around he was like a dam weed he just wouldn't go away no matter how much I pushed him to go away. 

"I'm Percy. Percy Jackson son of Poseidon"

"(Y/N) daughter of Nyx please go away you're stepping on my carrots" 

He was growing in my garden and I pulled him out by his hair like a weed and like weeds do he only came and grew back again 

It seemed no matter how long or hard I pushed and pushed he was always there waving to me or by my side trying to speak to me 

"What are those?" 

"They're snapdragons" 

"And what are those" 

"Fly traps" 

So I figured this time I might as well let him be 

After awhile I got used to him being around so much it seemed like he just became a part of my routine like clockwork he was there every day after his practices so I thought 'might as well put him to work' 

"Wait so how do I do this?" 

I rolled my eyes "If they've fully blossomed cut them and take out the thorns and put them in the bucket sound simple?"

"okay got it!" 

He never seemed to complain always happy to be there 

Lemon boy and me started to get along together I helped him plant his seeds and we mowed the lawn in bad weather

"So you're just going to dig a small holes about four inches deep and plant your seeds and if we take care of it good enough you'll have a watermelon patch" I looked over to him and smiled 

He smiled back and nodded and got to work. He never seemed to care about all the dirt and bugs he'd had to encounter 

But soon his bittersweet started to rub off on me 

I looked over and saw Clarisse picking on Percy I ran over 

"HEY!" They looked over to me Clarisse was scared as shit "Why don't you go shove your spear up your ass or something Clarisse!" I grabbed Percy and pushed him away as we walked off 

"Thanks" I looked to him and rolled my eyes 

"Yeah well I wasn't doing it for you I was doing it because she almost pushed you into my lilies" I blushed and ran off 

"GET TO WORK SEAWEED BRAIN!" 

I found out that my friends are more of the savory type and they weren't too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie

"why are you hanging out with her?!" 

I looked over and saw Percy talking to Annabeth they looked to me and I looked away 

"She's nice I actually really like hanging out with her" 

"She's bad news Percy her mom is the goddess of night of darkness!" 

I sighed and walked further away I knew this day would come he'd leave soon enough 

"Hey I picked the oranges you asked for" 

I looked over and he was smiling at me...maybe he wasn't going to leave 

But what if I run out of fertilizer?

"Idiot! Be careful!" 

I grabbed onto Percy's hand pressing a towel against it he cut himself on a knife cutting off a piece of orange for himself 

"Aw does the big bad bitter (Y/n) care about me?" 

I rolled my eyes and applied more pressure than necessary on his wound and walked away 

"As if I'd care about you seaweed brain" 

What if the clouds run out of rain?

"You're going on a quest?" 

"Yeah it shouldn't take long we're just going to track down a demigod who needs help" 

I looked at him I was concerned what if Percy didn't come back I'd be all alone again I'd loose the only friend I've had in my fifteen years of being here 

"Hey don't worry I'll be okay I have Annabeth and Grover to help me" 

He smiled and I nodded he hugged me I was so surprised 

"take care of my watermelon patch" 

I rolled my eyes and pat his back and sighed 

"You better come back or else I'll rip your your watermelon patch and plant a lemon tree" 

He laughed oh gods please let him come back home safely 

What if Lemon boy won't grow no longer?

It's been a month and Percy hasn't come back I've been more worried than I ever have been as I continued to cut the roses I heard footsteps 

"(Y/N) here Chiron asked me to deliver this to you" 

I turned around and saw a child of Hermes hand me a letter sealed with a brown envelope I smiled up at them they looked stunned 

"Thank you" 

I got up and walked away 

"Did she just tell you thank you?!" 

"Oh my gods" 

"Percy definitely changed her" 

I rolled my eyes and walked into my cabin and looked at the letter reading the name 

"Percy" 

What if beaches dry of sugar cane?

Run. 

That was the only thing on my mind as I ran in the rain my clothing soaked to the max I could care less about that I had only one thing on my mind 

"PERCY!" 

I ran toward the med cabin 

The whales start to beach themselves

People were trying to push me back keeping me from going inside 

"STOP! STOP I HAVE TO SEE HIM!" 

I pushed them all back and ran into Chiron we just stood silent in front of each other it was like I was communicating with him 'please I have to see him' 

He moved aside 

Tortoise shells tear away from their spines

I walked up to his bed slowly Grover and Annabeth by his sides looked to me 

"We're sorry (Y/n) we tried to stop him but he was trying to protect the new demigod and..and he got hurt" 

It happens all the time, it happens all the time

I don't even know who was talking to me I was too busy staring at Percy his body battered and bruised a large gash on his stomach that was bandaged 

They up to me patting me on the shoulder and walked away to leave me alone with him I walked up to his side and fell to my knees hugging his waist crying into it 

"Percy..Percy you stupid idiot you said you'd be safe"

Lemon Boy and I, we're gonna live forever

I woke up to the sound of Percy taking a deep breath I moved away from him and he looked at me confused 

"(Y/N)?" 

I wasted no time in hugging him I was crying even harder than last night 

"Percy! Percy you idiot I told you to be safe! What the hell!?" 

He chuckled and hugged me back tightly he moved me back a bit to look me in the eyes 

"I thought you didn't care about me?" 

I smiled and shook my head 

Like Snufkin and Little My, we'll get around wherever

Me and Percy were walking through camp flowers in hand handing them out to people my roses grew beautifully this season all thanks to Percy 

"Imagine that Percy Jackson and (Y/n) (L/n)?" 

"She seems a lot less bitter with him around" 

"I like it" 

I smiled and walked closer to Percy bumping my shoulder with his 

"where to next seaweed brain?" 

Lemon Boy and I, we're gonna live forever

Me and Percy were running around past curfew laughing hand in hand  

"Percy where are we going?!" 

"You'll see" 

He looked back at me for a moment before looking forward again running faster I laughed louder 

"Percy hold on!" 

Like Snufkin and Little My, we'll get around wherever

We stopped at my garden under my lemon tree there was a nice picnic set out 

"Percy? is this-" 

"For us? Yes yes it is" 

He dragged me to the blanket and sat me down handing me a plate 

"Lemon pie?" 

"I know it's your favorite" 

I blushed and looked away embarrassed I looked up to sky the stars and moon looked beautiful 

"They're not as beautiful as you" 

I probably looked like a cherry now jeez this boy is going to kill me 

It's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him

Me and Percy were working in the garden when a few other people came around 

"Hey can we help you (Y/n)?" 

"Yeah I want to help too!" 

"Can you teach me how to care for my plants they're starting to die" 

I was getting overwhelmed by all the talk happening that's when Percy stepped in 

"Hey back off my girlfriend will you one at a time" 

'Girlfriend!?' 

Cause we're the bitterest boys in town

Me and Percy were sitting by the lake watching the sunset He leaned his head on my shoulder 

"So about what happened earlier- I didn't mean to call you my girlfriend- I mean not that I would mind for you to be my girlfriend I would love that- but of course you have a choic-" 

Cause we're the bitterest boys in town

I kissed him and once I pulled away I looked at him and smiled 

"I would love nothing more than to be your girlfriend Percy" 

I leaned my head on his shoulder as I looked back to the sunset I heard him sigh in relief 

"cool" 

He leaned his head on top of mine 

Yeah I definitely got used to him and I don't regret it 

And I got myself a citrus friend

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Go check out my fanfiction Riptide on wattpad link in my page <3

[komitomi]

NSFW: THIS IS PURE FILTH BUT. (afab!reader)

Imagine pegging kaveh with your strap-on and stroking his dick and teasing him and denying his orgasms until he finally had enough and flips you over, throwing your strap away and just bullying his cock into your wet cunt as you wrap your legs around his torso, becoming a moaning mess, he's finally able to cum after all that torture you put him through! but when he does, it's inside you, filling you up to the brim, like– all that edging made him so fucking feral and he won't be letting go of you anytime soon.

[tarjapearce]

Haii it's my first time doing a request and I don't really know how it works but can you write about like miguel and reader appearing on a kiss cam while they are watching a soccer game with Benjamin and Gabriella? If you can thank you so much I really love to read your fanfic 💖

Hello dear!. Thanks for taking the time to read, means alot! 😊🫶🏻 Sorry for taking long. hope you like this little blurb ! ♥️

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The crowd cheered as the men kicked the ball between them. The stadium roared as one of the players got closer and closer to the scoring zone. He missed.

Half time was announced, You had treated the whole family into a soccer game, before the school year started again. Your arms held Benjamin as Gabriela and Miguel cheered whenever their team got closer to score a goal.

"Look Papa!"

The gigantic screen lit up, 'Kiss Cam' letters displaying as it focused the many couples among the crowd. A bunch of 'Aws' and 'Yeah! " The crowd roared in joy, but something unexpected happened.

The kiss cam focused on Miguel and you.

Miguel just chuckled and your free hand covered your face in embarrassment.

"Mama! Kiss!" Benjamin cheered

Out of embarrassment, You kissed his cheek.

The crowd booed at your clumsy reaction, but roared once more as Miguel held your chin gently and kissed you, deeply. The cam changed into a heart , focusing you both inside. Gabi made an "ew" face as you were kissing. Benji just laughed in your arms.

Cheeks burning and stomach fluttering at his reaction. Some people whistled your way, and you just stared at him.

"Payback."

He murmured into your ear with a chuckle. You flustered even more.

The second time was announced by the whistle of a beep. Who knows? Maybe your kiss would appear in viral videos later.

[beautifulbrainrot]

spencer reid’s doe eyes ( that’s it )

Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

cw allusions to smut, one swear, baby spence, sub!spencer (my love) just a little drabble about his cute eyes

“spencer i can’t focus when you look at me like that.”

“like what?” he questions, eyebrow raising in confusion at your sudden exclamation.

“like that,” you continued, gesturing across your shared desk to his face “, with those big doe eyes of yours” you grumbled, placing your elbows back into the table and resting your head in your hands.

“doe eyes? what about my eyes resembles the eyes of a female deer?” he carries on, confusion evident in his tone.

“you just have these big, innocent eyes, i just want to-“

you cut yourself off before you could go any further, burying you head into your propped up hands before you accidentally revealed anything else.

in the time you’d been at the BAU you had developed more that just a little crush on the resident doctor. you had been hiding it pretty well, at least from him - it only took the other members of the team a few weeks to figure it out - and you were trying to keep it that way so you wouldn’t ruin your professional relationship or your friendship.

but god you would be lying if you said you didn’t want to see those beautiful dark eyes blown in lust underneath you as-

fuck. you needed to stop thinking about him like this, especially right in front of him. when you lifted your head out of your hands you were met by the sight of a very flushed doctor reid, bright red adorning his cheeks and ear, extending down to his neck.

“yo- you just want to what?” he questioned quietly, his blush deepening as you lock eyes with him across the table.

“trust me pretty boy, you don’t want to know.”

[jupiter-iz-cool]

Could you possibly write a scenario or headcanons on a tea party date with Lucifer???? I'd appreciate it sm 😭💕

This has been on my mind for days, this seems so wholesome and I love the idea 🥺🥹🥹🫶

Thank you for requesting!

- let me tell you just how excited this man is…he has never had a tea party before, and when you explain it to him, he’s more than stoked! Everything has to be perfect.

- he dresses his best for this date even if it's just a casual thing. He's so nervous about fucking it up even if you say it's fine.

- he brings all the finest teas hell has to offer even if you insist on it not being necessary.

- he’s such a gentleman, decorating with your favorite flowers and bringing your favorite pastries to share. He's so in love with you it isn't even funny. He stopped wearing his wedding ring when you came into his life.

- did I mention that the tea cups he has are all duck-themed? Yeah… he just loves ducks so much.

- Lucifer will ask if everything is up to your standard because he’s nervous that he didn't do it right.

- he has so much fun with this tea party! It lasts hours and the two of you dance together as some soft melodies play in the background.

- he sings songs for you during this date as well, he’s such a hopeless romantic, but you love it.

- by the time everything is said and done and everything is cleaned up, he can't wait for the next tea party date, maybe he’ll make it a weekly occurrence, he had so much fun!

- next time he’ll invite his daughter, only if you allow it, of course, he will love to spend time with his two favorite people after all ♡

“Lucifer you really didn't need to do all of this….” your voice called out quietly as you felt blood rush to your cheeks. It was a gorgeous display of flowers, pastries, and wonderful-smelling teas. Neatly lined out for the choosing.

“Oh but I did my dearest apple!” he gave a sharp-toothed grin. He didn't believe in anything less than extravagant. You let out a soft giggle as you approached the king arms wrapping around his shoulders as you pulled him in, placing a kiss on his cheek. “It's lovely…thank you.” Lucifer was over the moon at the gesture. His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you flush against his body “Of course mi amor…” he murmured kissing you softly.

[mamayan]

★彡 Too Bad? ☆彡

Gyomei Himejima x Fem! Reader

I dreamt of this lol

tw: NSFW • FLUFF • Fingering (F) • Thigh Fucking •

“You’re doing so well songbird,” his voice is even and soft juxtaposed to the lewd wet squelching noises and warbled moans from your lips.

It wasn’t fair.

He had you losing your mind with two fingers inside your sopping pussy alone, but he was serene as ever doing it. Aside from a light dusting of pink across his cheeks, nothing else was different from his regular expression.

You reached out, gripping onto the fabric of his haori and tugging until he leaned down for you, slotting his soft warm lips against your own. He kisses you like he wasn’t about to ruin you with another orgasm, like he didn’t plan to add a third finger and stretch you further in preparation for his cock.

You’d both been working up to it so long, and admittedly you were a little impatient.

When his tongue slips into your mouth, your gooey walls clamp down, strangling his fingers as liquid gushed and soaks his hand.

“That’s it,” he coos, curling his fingers up and prolonging the quakes which wrack your poor sweaty body, mouth opened as if electrocuted as your mind goes blank.

“‘M-Mei—,” you can hardly even pant his name, as he sweetly kisses your clammy forehead and begins to press another finger inside.

It hurts. You don’t voice it but you don’t need to, not when your finger nails nearly break skin as they dig into his forearm, your breathing labored when he finally slides it in with the other two.

You feel heavy, so full and you know his cock is even more but you want him closer.

“We can stop at any time little bird, tell me please,” you nearly cry when he tried to pull his fingers free, clamping your legs closed and halting his movements in shock.

“No Mei! I’m okay, please, I want you, I want this.”

His lips press into a line, but he relents as he pushes his fingers back in, your overly sensitive walls fluttering and constricting as you whine.

He fucks you slowly, no real force used but just pushing and pulling required a bit strength due to how tightly you clung to his fingers.

He let his knees take his weight and free his other hand, which slid up your soft waist and to your chest, where he lightly rolled and plucked your nipples, tightening them into buds before he was letting his mouth take over. Your symphony of moans only had his cock twitching in his pants, hard and leaking as he imaged just how wonderful it would feel to be fully connected with you.

Three fingers started with an ache and ended with overwhelming pleasure as you began moving your hips for more friction, feeling the knot inside you begin twisting tighter as you sink your fingers into Gyomei’s soft short locks. Your grip only tightens, chest pushing up into his mouth for more as your back arches, before you come apart. Whining and crying as your sensitivity becomes almost painful.

Gyomei can’t see it, but he can feel the mess he’s made of you, covered in your own slick and fluids, and clearly at your ropes end as you senselessly beg for what you truly wanted.

He wanted it to.

Flipping your positions easily, Gyomei slide his haori off as he began unbuckling his belt, your hands becoming impatient and knocking his away as you took over undressing him with a huff.

He chuckles, smile dripping honey as he lets you take control. “Be easy with me song bird, I’m fragile,” his teasing isn’t lost on you, the mood already lighter despite your nerves heightening.

You’d seen him shirtless before, it was nothing to toss his top, but as you opened up his pants, and helped him bring them down his thighs, you truly couldn’t help pausing.

You must’ve stared too long, or maybe you’d made a noise. “Little bird, we can stop here and now, I promise. Hey,” your cheeks are cupped, your face turned up to look at him and you realize his kind expression is all for you in this moment. “We don’t need to rush anything, I know I’m not, hmm… I know I’m not going to comfortably fit ever, but there’s no reason it should be painful for you.”

His words only filled you with a renewed sense of warmth and vigor, as you quickly pressed your lips to his and wrapped your arms around his neck.

He held you in his lap for a moment, savoring your lips and mouth as your tongues danced until your let your legs spread wide and core nestle against his own.

He jolted from the feeling of your hot wet core pressed against his cock, and he moaned when you sat up more and slid against him. Your folds parting for the engorged shaft pressed against them, twitching as you ground against him. He broke the kiss to groan low in his throat, his own hips bucking back against you as you continued to lubricate him with your own release.

His large palms rested against your hips, only light pressure in his grip as he lets you set whatever pace you wanted.

Apparently, the pace was trying to impale yourself like a fool.

It shocked you both silly when you’d wrapped your arms around his neck and lifted up, letting his swollen reddened tip kiss your entrance, before attempting to slam down and take him at once.

“Ha!” Your cry was not of pleasure, and even Gyomei released a hiss of pain as his hands yanked your hips back up and removed you from his cock.

Your poor cunt burned, the weight and force had taken him about a quarter inside of you, but the speed gave your body no time to relax. It felt like you’d branded yourself down there, as tears welled up in your eyes because it still stung.

“Namu Amida Butsu— tsk, my love are you alright?” He didn’t sound as hurt as you, his strong arms quick to wrap you up and pull you close.

Your little sniffle does nothing to help ease his anxiety, and the pathetic “m’okay…” isn’t reassuring either.

“We’re done. Do you need to see Shinobu? We’ll get cleaned up and go see her now—,”

“Absolutely not! I’m fine! Really, I-I want to continue!” The pain was nothing compared to the embarrassment of admitting to that woman you’d harmed yourself with your lover’s cock. “Mei, we’ve been working towards this so long, a-and I’m already sort of opened up now, so let’s just—“

“No.” You freeze, taking in the serious lines of his face, and having known him so long, you knew arguing wouldn’t sway him. Nothing would now.

“I’ll respect your decision not to see Shinobu, but we’re stopping here today. I should’ve stopped us earlier…” he trails off with regret at the end, and you’re struck with a sense of unwillingness.

“Mei, this isn’t fair, I’m always the one being pleased, you hardly let me touch you, I want to make you feel good too—,” he cuts you off.

“Too bad.”

“Mei—,” his head shakes, and he’s ready to deny you again, but a spur of the moment thought helps you shut him down before he can begin.

“What if you don’t put it inside me?” He halts, mouth open but he slowly closes it again, waiting for you to continue.

You wince as you sit up a bit, the fiery pain from earlier gone and replaced with a dull manageable ache. You swallow thickly, realizing now what you’re about to ask and becoming a bit flustered. Was it weird…? You weren’t sure, but you needed to steel yourself or he’d end the night and force you both to bed after a bath.

He’s truly a man of patience, because you couldn’t count the number of times he hadn’t finished when you’d be intimate. You wanted him to fall apart like that too, like you always do.

“We, well you, could use my…my thighs.” You felt awkward, but the tilt of his head and no immediate refute was a good sigh. His arms were crossed, and he seemed to think it over for a moment.

“Okay… but you need to promise me you’re truly alright. I’m not going to use your body when you’re hurt.” You were elated, giddy almost, because a well of pride was bubbling inside you.

“I’m a little sore, but other than that I’m fine. There’s no pain anymore.” He nods, and you realize he was no longer hard anymore. Well of course he wouldn’t be, you grimace, you’d tried to break it when you slammed down on him.

“Oh! I’m sorry…” He sighs, but the smile playing on his lips comforts you, and he encourages you back on his lap. You’re happy to return his gentle kiss as he leans down.

Gentle turns to passionate, as the earlier fumble gets dismissed as you both begin rubbing and kissing one another.

His cock is quick to harden again after feeling your soft lips and knowing you were alright. He also couldn’t help the erotic thought of using your thighs, something he was a bit ashamed not to have come up with sooner.

When he felt you grinding your core against him again, he sat up on his knees, turning you so your back was against his chest. He pulls you flush against him, actually holding up all your weight and keeping you off the futon so his cock could jut out from between your legs.

The sight was debauched, your head looking down at his enormous dick covered in your sticky arousal, resting heavy between your soft smooth thighs and dripping cunt. You couldn’t help clamping them closed, as Gyomei helped you both lay on your sides, his entire chest encompassing your smaller frame.

He’s careful not to lean too much weight onto you, as he slides one thigh under yours, and the other on top, caging your legs between his own.

“Mei…?” You glance up curiously, but his brows are furrowed in concentration as you feel him begin to apply pressure and clamp your thighs even tighter. “Oh!” You gasp, feeling his cock pressed against your core so much more like this, and his own little sigh is filled with pleasure too, as he rocks his hips a little.

The glide is easy, your copious release enough to coat him thoroughly and slide between your thighs seamlessly.

“Little bird you feel so good,” his groan sends shivers down your spine, as one arms wraps around your waist and anchors you to him, his pace picking up.

He’s fucking your thighs. Cock sliding back and forth against your pussy as warmth spreads throughout you both. He keeps gently grazing your clit with his tip, the sensitive nub sparking to life your arousal as you grind back against him, moaning with him now.

You watch it, as it pops out and disappears between you, the speed in which you see it increasing as his pants and groans do.

You look up at him again, his face even more flushed and skin sweaty as he uses you like a toy for his pleasure.

Granted a toy he made cum many, many times before.

“Do you—hah, feel good Mei?” He looks down at the sound of your voice, eyes lidded and nearly closed as he nods, “You’re so wet little bird, do you like how my cock rubs against you?”

You moan, loving how the passion rises when he’s close to his release.

The erotic noises increasing as his heavy balls slap against the soaked skin of your ass, his hips beginning to add more weight as his rhythm falters.

“Mei, m’gonna—,” you gasp, feeling him angle his hips up to rub even harder against your clit.

“Me too, cum for me—,” when his cock gets even wetter as you cry out, his thighs tense and increase the pressure as he twitches and his load shoots out.

Hot cum coats you, him, and all between your thighs and pussy as he grips you in a bear hug against him and pants. His hips rutting and humping you until every pearly drop of his cum is milked.

You go limp, this orgasm finally your limit as you nearly fall asleep despite the mess you both made.

He chuckles, kissing your cheek and hair line as he releases you to sit up.

“Do you want a bath song bird, or just to clean up and go to bed?”

“I don’t know… do you want to use my mouth next time?”

He nearly choked on his own saliva. He hasn’t thought of that either…

[st-alastors-confessional]

Alright miscreants,

I’m closing asks for now while I catch up on the multitude of confessions I’ve received.

Y’all are so sinful, it’s almost impressive.

I didn’t think this silly side blog would get so popular it’s kinda hot. So thank you for all the wonderful interactions I’ve had thus far!

In the meantime, here’s a scrap of meat for y’all the gnaw on…

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Warnings: NSFW RadioApple

Minors DO NOT INTERACT

Saint Alastor and the King of Hell against the wall of his Confessional. Angry sexual tension, Alastors Shadow, tentacles, choking, restraining, power dynamics, sacrilegious as fuck without actually fucking lmao

Enjoy your food ❤️

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St Alastors grip tightens around Lucifers waist as he pins him against the outside of his Confessional. A new found anger boils beneath his skin, expertly masked by his perpetual smile and steady hands. The cross that hangs around his neck presses harshly into the King’s chest as he leans in closer.

Lucifer hisses through gritted teeth, his nails clawing lines up the dark wood behind him.

“You wouldn’t dare.” the King speaks evenly, challenging his own restraint by not simply charging St. Alastor into the opposite wall and succumbing to his own desires. Instead he remains still, gaze unwavering, feet planted firmly, biting back the unholy hunger he suffered for this man of the cloth.

It’d been weeks since the Saint had returned Lucifers letters or so much as offered a glance in his direction- even his ridiculous grin seemed strained when entering rooms now. Lucifer had started to believe he’d previously been too forward and offended the Saint, or worse: He’d been forgotten about entirely.

In any case, the reasoning behind the Saints cool shoulder was unknown to Lucifer and it hurt him more than he cared to admit. So one night, after a glass of whiskey and an impulsive thought, he marched up the cathedral stairs and confronted St. Alastor directly.

Fury pooled in his gut again.

He is the King of Hell and he will not be treated as a passing thought.

His hands shook and curled into fists, readying himself to slam them into St. Alastors chest, but he stills. The temperature in the room drops, a sudden iciness creeps up his spine. Each shuttered breath is released as white plumes between them.

The heat of St. Alastors body against his is interrupted by a coolness that first coils itself beneath Lucifers shirt, up his torso, and around his wrists without tangible force behind it. Before he can act, his hands are thrown up and pinned tightly above his head.

A shadowed figure stretches out from the darkness and cascades up the wall Lucifer is pressed into. It looms ominously, silently behind him, sharpened by the candlelight of the surrounding room, and arches down beside the Kings head with a snarl. Its talon-like nails run up Lucifers elevated arms, clasp around his wrists, and pull ever so slowly upwards. Lucifers feet gradually lose contact with the floor as he’s dragged up the wall by the unseen force, until he’s eye level with the holy man.

Lucifer shivers as he realises his predicament: He’s trapped between St. Alastor and his shadow.

The Saints eyes are lidded, mouth parted. "Oh, Your Highness,” his demonic voice chuckles softly in Lucifers ear, “Sinners like yourself are not worthy of the holy ground on which this cathedral stands. Do you seek exhalation?" The tendril beneath the Kings shirt, long and thick, travels above his collar and wraps itself around his throat, eliciting a moan as it constricts. A thin line of red slick trails from St. Alastors smile, down his chin, and drips onto the white of his collar, "Show me how you plead, Your Majesty."

The wall groans as St. Alastor leans in firmer still, his mouth inches away from Lucifers. He runs a calculated hand over the shadow-like tentacle encircling The Kings neck, twirls the tail end around his arm and playfully tugs. A soft threat: You are at my mercy.

"P-please. Your... Your Holiness." Lucifers broken words are squeezed out of him. The shadow that grips his wrists squeezes tighter, seemingly displeased by the answer.

“Oh, you'll have to do better than that, Sire." he responds lowly, “You’d be wise not to waste my time.”

"I-" Lucifer strains against the pressure on his throat, "I’ve come to confess."

“Mmm.” St. Alastors long tongue snakes out from between his razor-sharp teeth and licks a slow, wet line across Lucifers exposed collarbone, “Good boy.” he murmurs, “And what do you wish to tell me?”

“I fucking hate you.”

[therabbitthatpostthings]

Might write this into a full story- depends. Salaryman!NanamixReader! -canon adjacent ramble-

“(Y/N) are you ready for lunch?”

A simple question shouldn’t have shocked you so much but, coming from Nanami Kento it did.

You were attractive. You didn’t believe that or at least not to the extent Nanami had explained but, you were. You gained so much attention at the office that all went unnoticed by you. From bosses, coworkers, random delivery guys- it was madness basically. And you were just at your desk, not a care in the world, just thinking how nice everyone is at this job.

Everyone knew, especially Nanami. Unlike the others, he was a professional and never let himself get sucked into your orbit. He thought you were an admirable worker and you seemed nice. At the end of the day though you were just another coworker at the company he hated. He would catch you staring at him sometimes. He would pretend not to notice but it had started to get annoying. It was only after he noticed how you avoided the copy room did he understand: you can see curse spirits too.

He felt bad for you. You obviously didn’t know anything about curses or sorcery and now your work area isn’t safe. As long as you weren’t attacked he thought it would be okay to ignore it but the stressed expression you wore when asked to make a copy or go get some documents ate away at him. Nanami started to coveiently be around the copy room at the same time as you. And the strange little creature in the corner always seemed to be gone. You also felt lighter for the first time in years. You spent most of your life in constant fear of little creatures and dark energies you felt all around you. It plagued you as a child and your parents could never console you. You eventually learned to just deal with it. You had been able to get by the past couple of years without much trouble until you started working and saw it. A tiny, creepy, rat-like-fly-like-bird-like creature. It was hideous. But when Nanami would follow behind you to the copy room it never seemed to be there. In fact, you felt light around him. Like a weight was lifted off your shoulders.

This became your routine. Nanami didn’t seem to mind. You were constantly surrounded by others so he assumed you didn’t notice him. Not until one long company outing. You hated these. Nanami hated these. That’s probably why you were both drinking so heavily, the only two non-lightweights. All your co-workers were absolutely gone including your supervisors. It didn't take long before everyone called it quits. While standing outside, idly swaying, you spoke to Nanami in the longest conversation you two have ever had. You admitted that you felt safe around him, safer than you did at home. It almost felt like the horrid feeling you got at work suddenly transferred to your home. Nanami, being the gentleman he is, offered to take you home and you (still drunk) said “You’d rather spend time at his home just to keep feeling safe tonight.

That’s how you found yourself in Nanami’s large bed, in his moderate apartment, not as hung-over as you thought you would be. You walked out of the room to the smell of breakfast being made. You noticed a spare pillow and blanket on the couch as you st at the breakfast bar.

“Good Morning.” He said “Coffee or tea.”

“Tea.” You replied softly, “I didn’t mean to steal your bed.”

“It’s fine, you fell asleep in the taxi, I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Oh god,” you whined inwardly, “Did I say anything embarrassing?”

“You said you felt safe with me.” He said in a monotone voice as if theat wasn’t the most embarrassing thing to be told at 8 am.

You laid your head down on the counter top. This day could not get worse.

Nanami found it somewhat endearing. He decided that today was not a good day to tell you about curses. Now he just wanted you to feel better.​​ Instead of it being awkward, you two became somewhat closer. Work friends at least. It turned to actual friends and somewhat more. You didn’t really know what to call it, he felt like a boyfriend though. Nanami never protested you saying so. During work hours you stayed friendly and cooperative. Despite his apartement being bigger, Nanami enjoyed your home instead. He insisted that laying in your bed was better. He would jokingly say it was to keep you safe.

So yeah! It was a bit of a shock to you and the surrounding co-workers when Nanami-I-hate-work-Kento suddenly asked you to lunch and addressed you by your FIRST NAME.

“U-Uh, yeah. C-Coming.” You stumbled over your words and handed the paperwork to the coworker.

“Oh I thought we could get lunch today.” He said

“Sorry, Kento and I already had plans.” You replied with an embarrassed smile. It felt strange calling him by his first name in front of others. It was kind of nice too.

“So what was that,” You smiled as you both sat down for lunch.

“What was what?” He replied plainly.

“You seemed a little upset that Takahiro was going to ask me out for lunch.”

“Really? I didn’t notice him.”

You chuckled, “You also called me (Y/N).”

“I should have checked first, I’m sorry.”

“No. I like it. I would like it if you called me that all the time. I won’t be here long anyway.” You smiled. Kento often spoke about how you garnered attaentioned but you didn’t notice until this last month when you announced you were transferring.

“Alright I will then.” Kento said with a small hint of a smile. “I’ll be leaving a little after you.”

“Are you transferring?”

“No, I talk to an old classmate of mine. They found a mentorship for me, it’s at my old highschool.”

“That’s sweet!” You swooned, “Those kids would be lucky to have you.”

“I hope so. I want to give them the guidance I wish I had back then.”

After your lunch you both made your way back to the building. You both noticed a definite shift in the air. Takahiro must have spread the word already. It didn’t matterm you were both going to be out of this place so any idle gossip meant nothing. The day ended and you were about to part ways when he handed you his spare key. “I have to meet with my classmate for a bit, would you mind going over to my place?”

“Yeah, it’s no problem.” You seemed a little skeptical.

“There’s also something I wanted to talk with you about, I won’t be long. Don’t worry about cooking, I'll bring dinner.” He said as a black car rounded the corner.

“Is it something bad?” You asked.

“No, just important before I take this big step. I know I have your full support but I want you to know everything before I do.”

The car pulled in front of you both, the window rolled down and there sat a man with short parted black hair and black rimmed glasses. He spoke, “Nanami-san.”

“Text me when you get there.” Kento said as he reached for the door.

“Okay.” You smiled. He leaned over to give you a kiss and stepped into the backseat of the black car. You waved him off befoer turning towards the train station.

“It’s good to see you again, Nanami-san.” Ijichi said.

“Ijichi-san. Could you not mention anything you saw to anyone?” The two men made eye contact through the rearveiw mirror. A silent agreement was made. Nanami hadn’t fully agreed yet but keeping you out of the way of the higher ups took priority. He needed to make sure you knew exactly what those creatures were. What jujutsu sorcery was. What you were possibly risking by staying with him. He had to do it tonight while you still had a chance to leave. He loves you. He can’t tell you that though. He needed to make sure you wouldn’t stay if you had the choice.

He needed to keep you safe.

[vintagexherry]

Rumors

Actor!Miguel O'Hara x Actress!Reader

//NSFW, couch sex, short drabble, smut, creaming, jealousy, aftercare, alcohol consumption

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"Oh! This one said,'Shocking news! Actor Miguel O'Hara and actress Y/N L/N are found kissing in this year Red Carpet' ." You read the article in your phone while Miguel chuckles, taking sip from his glass of whiskey.

"And let me guess, it's a low quality and zoomed up picture of you and me sitting together."

You scroll down further to see that he's correct.

"Hm. Good guess." You hummed in amusement as you take a bite out of your grilled chicken lunch.

You and Miguel were to stay in a hotel for weeks or more due to your movie location. The view was breathtaking, the food delicious, and the man beside you is glowing thanks to the afternoon sunlight beaming through the window.

"Ooh! This one, too!" You scrolled further and reached another article.

"Fans are outraged with actor Miguel O' Hara for getting too handsy with lead actress Y/N L/N."

You chuckle as you read further.

"One fan has outwardly spoke that Miguel O'Hara should know better than to cheat on his wife."

You and Miguel laughed at the comment.

Miguel laughs die down to a groan as he comes to a realization.

"Maldito infierno, now how am I gonna deal with nosey interviewers?"

"Well, you're not the only one." You scroll futher, and it seemed that 'fans' weren't on Miguel's back only.

"This one states that. 'Miguel isn't the only one, Y/N should know better since she's with Flash Thompson.' You winced from disgust, and Miguel took a longer sip of his whiskey, finishing it in the process.

"Ew. Come on, people really think I would date that guy? I starred a movie with him once, and people already think we're dating."

"How long do you think it will take for everyone to know we're married?" Miguel questioned you as he placed his empty glass of whiskey on the table. His hands automatically find its way on your waist, pulling you closer.

"Oh please, I lost hope in that when one month already passed." You scoffed.

"Hmm, really?" Miguel's hand went closer to the ribbon of your closed robe. His fingers toy with the edges, and you knew he wasn't paying attention to what you're saying, but you didn't really care when his warm hands find their way on the loop of the ribbon, playing and twirling the ends.

"Yes,really. And I think my husband has too much whiskey for today."

"Too much? los disparates, only had a few cups." (nonsense) Miguel retorted, but his hands said otherwise.

You chuckle as he finally unties your robe, revealing your nude body underneath. His hands immediately groped your chest, and you can't help the whimper from your throat.

"Few cups huh?"

"Yea...Few cups."

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"F-fuck Miguel!" You hands grip the edge of the couch as Miguel thrusts harder into you from behind.

His hands gripped your waist tighter while you moan from pain yet the overridden pleasure.

"Maybe... Maybe I should kiss you more on public if that would make- FUCK- make them shut up." He groaned out as his thrusts get rougher and rougher.

You couldn't form a sentence when air keeps forcefully pushed out of you with this cock ramming into your cervix.

You're surprised people didn't immediately think both of you were married when you tow had matching rings.

But you didn't have time to think about all that when one of Miguel's hand finds it way to draw rough circles around your clit which made you see stars, you gasp out a breath and your legs started shaking.

"Mi-Mig! Im-" You tried warning him, but he didn't care since he continued ramming into you harder.

"Fuck-" Your back arched even more when your body finally gives out to the pleasure and you creamed around his dick.

"J-joder, eso es todo mi amor, joder, te sientes bien." (f-fuck, that's it my love, fuck you feel good.) Miguel's hips started stuttering as he's almost close. Your moans were louder when you felt overstimuation creeping in.

Your name escaped his mouth like a mantra as you felt warm liquid filling you from the inside.

His hips stilled as he came into you more and more.

Your body gave out, and you collapsed on the plush cushion of the sofa, trying to catch your breath.

You didn't notice you took few more minutes to do it when Miguel carried you to the bathroom and stepped inside the bathtub, your back agaist him as you layed your head on his chest.

"You think they heard us? The people next door?" You spoke as you enjoyed the feeling of his fingers caressing your face.

"As much as I know, they rented out this floor, but I wouldn't mind if a passing hotel staff heard. At least it will be enough to stop those stupid rumours." Miguel answered as he started to rub your back with a soapy towel.

You smiled and chuckled at his words. He is always cute when his jealous.

You couldn't be happier with the man you married.

The End