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fred weasley x reader

warnings: a little suggestive

a/n: harry potter in 2024? uh yes pls

i can js imagine the two of you are alone in the burrow bcoz everyone is busy on a saturday evening but you and fred are splayed out across each other in the living room. it's silent besides the crackle of the fireplace and the harsh wind outdoors. you were freezing so naturally you move a bit so you're now sitting on top of fred with the blanket covering the two of you. he's still significantly taller than you even when you're on top of him. he admires the sight of the pretty girl on top of him.

"giving me a show, yeah?", he leans forward and places soft kisses down your neck. you jokingly swat him away.

"m' js cold freddie, don't be a perv", he throws his hands up in fake defense. you rolled your eyes at him being so dramatic but make it up by planting a sweet kiss on his lips. he takes this and runs because next thing you know your hands are running through his hair and he's got his hands all over your ass. you push the blanket off both you to have a little more mobility on top of him and it was getting in your way. he scoffs at you for being so dramatic at the cold but pushing the blankets off the second he gets his hands on you.

reject rizz. stare them down with big doe eyes and off-putting allure as god intended

bcoz he is a plant nerd does anybody think neville longbottom is a stoner i say yes

also why would jude be the type to kiss you in the middle of an argument...

Inspired by this post by @rowarn

Virgin!Simon who is so used to fisting his calloused hand every night to release some of the pent-up tension winding up his muscled body; that when he first sinks his cock deep into your welcoming cunt, slick with arousal but still tight around his girth, he cannot help the way his cock immediately spasms and cums only half-way into you. He wasn't even a little bit embarrassed when he saw the questioning look on your face until he sunk more of his length into you until he hilted his full length inside, your face contorted into a pleasured "O" as he started pulling back out and bullying his way back in with a lewd squelch.

Over and over again, as Simon fucks into your tight cunt he can't help that within five minutes he's cumming again, coating the outer labia and your thighs sticky with his heavy seed as he had been pulling out, only to gather the cum up around the head of his cock with his fingers and push it back up into you as he continues his brutal assault on your tight hole.

Virgin!Simon who is shameless in the way you're both now covered in at least three loads of his cum and as you're on the verge of your fist orgasms, his fourth comes along and spurts hot against your cervix as your gummy walls clamp down and convulse around his cock.

Virgin!Simon who fucks you through his own over-stimulation because the velvety grip of your cunt is too good to stop, better than his hands, better than any silicone toy lubed up... he cannot get enough - and this night is turning into a marathon as he keeps flipping your body into various positions, finding ways to fuck you shallow, deeper, angling you this way and that to hit every erogenous spot in your hole that could draw out another orgasm from you, and draw them out he does.

By the end of the night, you're both sticky, covered in musky loads of slippery cum from you both as you lay against each other, not minding the mess one bit as Simon kisses your temple, before dragging you both up out of bed to go and get cleaned up in the shower (before making at least one more mess that is)...

someone out there needs to write virgin simon. but not sub virgin simon. virgin simon who is so pent up that he's just fucking ravenous. he gets his cock touched for the first time and just can't stop cumming. when he gets his cock into the right, wet clutch of your little cunt? he's berserk. a beast. feral. humps your pretty pussy, dumping load after load into you. doesn't know if you've cum and doesn't rlly care, all he can think about is how good his cock feels and how heavy his balls are. his cum is all over you, filling you up and dripping out of you. it's sticky between the two of you and the sight only makes him cum even more. hes got your pinned down, blanketing your body while he just uses your hole for his own pleasure since you so sweetly offered yourself up to him!!! he's trembling and sweaty and his vision is hazy because he's drunk on how good it feels to get his cock wet for the first time.............yummy

professional pussy eater gaz.....im going to cry. (he moans while he eats it)

HE ABSOLUTELY DOESSSSS can't stand to see a pretty thing like u cry bc simon and johnny were too mean to make u cum ): will tug ur panties down and pin you wherever he can so he can bury his face right in ur pretty pussy - doesn't even care if you're still drooling one of the other guys cum, doesn't bother him <3 not when he's got u whining and your eyes rolling back from how well he rolls his tongue over your clit <3333

they really said

konig who just loves to suck your tiddies. like you’ll tell him how sore you are and he’ll just pull your bra down without saying anything. settle you in his lap and just attach his mouth to your aching nipple.

he’ll do it for hours and when you become a needy mess, he’ll push you down onto your knees. tell you to take his pants off and help him with his erection; with your hands wrapped around his girth, he shoves two fingers into your mouth, watching your saliva spill down your chin and messily onto your breast.

when he’s had his fun listening to you gag on his fingers, konig will pull them out of your mouth and give you a chance to breathe. only for a second before he’s pulling you closer and squeezing your soft tits around his cock.

you wince at the slight pain as he gropes you roughly, his veiny cock throbbing with need. you let more drool dribble down your chin and onto his member, his foreskin pulling back and revealing his angry red tip.

he’s apologizing to you, saying he’s so sorry for being so rough. but he can’t help it, he’s rutting into and soon he’s shooting thick white ropes of cum onto your chest, some of his nut spurting and painting your face.

my bbygirl princess gorgeousness :(

toxic! rafe getting annoyed w reader bc shes going out wearing her mini skirt baby pink but thats her favorite ;(

he can control whatever he likes but he is not taking my mini skirts from me. he’ll have to kill me first

you try n sneak past where he’s sat to go to the front door but rafe has like, a sixth sense for these kinds of things so he’s up like a rocket following you into the hallway !

“hey, hey,” he’s grabbing your arm and turning you around, holding you still when you squirm. “the fuck are you goin’? dressed like that?” he squints, holding you at shoulder length so he can eye you up.

“im going out with the girls.” you respond bashfully, knowing you’ve been caught. he shakes his head and opens his mouth to speak but you get there first. “i love this skirt rafe, please — i just got it.” you bargain and he’s already shaking his head.

“i know— i know you like the skirt, sweetheart but you’re just…” he sighs, letting go of you. “you know every guy is gonna be lookin’ at your ass right? you’re aware?” he holds his arms out exasperatedly.

“why does it matter? i’m not gonna be looking at them.” you pout, trying to tug your skirt down a little to make it seem longer, which he notices, licking his lips and holding his arm out to your skirt in gesture.

“its tiny! s’a piece of fuckin’ fabric, can’t even keep it up when you’re standin’ still.” he argues. “this is the shit you wear around the house. with me— a’ight? not infront of some random assholes who are gonna be tryna catch a peek all night, okay— you think i don’t know how guys brains work?” he taps the side of his head, squinting. “i’ve been single before, okay i’ve been that guy.”

“rafe, it’s just a skirt.” you pout, sulking at the mention of him before he met you. “please?” you bat your lashes, hoping it’ll work. he runs his tongue along his lip, staring away as he shakes his head before turning back to you.

“alright.” he moves past you, grabbing his keys out the bowl and sauntering towards the front door. “you can wear it. but i’m coming.”

“… rafe it’s a girls night. they’ll be mad.” you argue quietly, and he turns to face you from the front door, scratching behind his head.

“i don’t give a shit, how they feel about it baby. it’s the skirt or me.” he shrugs, leaning on the door as he waits for an answer. you stare him down, letting out a long sigh and he speaks again. “probably gonna end up driving you home like i’m a goddamn taxi later on, so i might aswell come now, right?”

“… fine.” you roll your eyes, shuffling towards him.

“there you go. we’ll have fun, won’t we?”

saw ur taking footballer reqs. i NEED thoughts on jude being needy after a match.

HI BABE. no this is so real like u don’t understand. also i underwent yet another hiatus but i’m on break and am SO back.

i think it doesn’t matter if the match went good or bad, either way he’s gonna immediately need to be in your arms. i imagine you left before him bcoz he’s gotta debrief w his team, so you’re at home making him his favorite food when he gets back. his bags are on the floor as soon as he walks in and he’s running over to you and picking you up. deffo does the princess twirl. you’re giggling and congratulating (or comforting him), leaving sloppy kisses all over his face. idk if you wanted smut or not bc needy can go both ways but if you do then here u r babes.

he definitely initiated a makeout sesh. it’s not slow, absolutely not. his tongue goes straight to your mouth as he hastily (and very messily) chases your lips. his weakness is SLOPPY KISSES AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO SPEAK MY TRUTH. he’s alr so hard so he just bends you over the counter and takes you there. he’s letting you know how much he appreciates you and all these sweet words but the way his hips are moving is so violent. his contradicting words make you clench around him. after the two of you finish n you’re all giggly, it’s a super sweet moment. you’ll clean yourselves up n eat the meal u made him while he tells you about how he believes his match went.

THIGHS ‼️‼️‼️

i support jude bellingham's rights but most importantly, i support jude bellingham's wrongs 🤍

you not wearing underwear basically anywhere, for the entirety of the first week jude is back from preseason because u know you’re pretty much gonna be going at it every minute of every hour so you want him to have easy access, and he just thinks that’s the hottest thing ever

he’s losing his mind seeing u walk around in just his shirt bc he knows that there’s absolutely nothing underneath. he’d just come up behind u while ur making coffee, fingers lifting the shirt a little while he drops to his knees to eat u out or fucking u from behind while he’s got u bent over the bathroom counter and he loves that all he has to do is push the shirt up and he’ll have full access

promise im alive my dears, school is soooooo much LOL! in the mean time, please req soccer players. like jude bellingham, joão felix, etcccc u get the deal. anyways yall i love u and i’ll have some writings out by tonight ;)

THEY KILLED MY FUCKING HUSBAND?

he’s so…..

most gorgeous boy ever

Rumor has it

mark sloan x reader

tags: angst, thats about it tbh, im sorry in advanced

She, she ain't real / She ain't gon' be able to love you like I will

You’ve observed her closely, bouncy walk, the smile thats brighter than the sun when it rises. You’ve memorized the notes of her perfume, studied the way her hair is always perfectly done, never out of place. Noticed how perfect she is, in every way possible. Of course he’d fall for her. Hell you’d began to think you were falling for her too. She was young and beautiful, smart and outgoing, innocent and naive. Everything you weren’t.

Nothing had been the same between you and Mark since Lexie Grey had come to Seattle Grace. At first you loved Lexie, admired her. You had been on the same service as her on multiple occasions, and each time she outshined everyone around her. She was diligent and ambitious, the perfect example of what a surgeon should be.

She is a stranger / You and I have history / Or don't you remember

You and Mark had been dating for a few years now, ever since he first came to Seattle Grace. Your relationship had been near to perfect. There wasn’t a time where the romance between you two felt off, from Sunday night dinner dates where you’d cook together, to finishing late night lab work at the hospital together. He was everything you dreamed of in a man, and you only hoped he felt the same about you.

Lately there had been less late night lab work together. Instead you’d get a call from Mark, him apologizing for the workload and telling you not to wait up for him at home. Sunday night dinners still happened. In fact it was one of the few things you held onto to believe in the fact that Mark was still in love with you. That you were the one he wanted for the rest of his life. You were the girl he’d be doing Sunday night dinners with until his last Sunday on earth.

There was this look to Mark, one that you could never mistake for anything but complete adorn. It wasn’t the Mark Sloan look he was known for, the one where his smile would crook and his eyes would gleam with mischief. This one made a softer man of him. His eyes would soften, his mouth would part just a smidge as his lips curled into the perfect gentle smile. That was the look he gave to you every time he saw you walk into a room. You’d recognize it from anywhere. It became your favorite part about Mark because it was owned by you. You were the only one who got that look from Mark.

That is until the day Lexie was paged into you and Marks surgery. The second the doors burst open and a smiley Lexie appeared you saw the tense of Mark dissolve, his eyes soften and glow, and you just knew that under his mask your favorite gentle smile had appeared.

That day you had to step out of your surgery to puke.

She is half your age / But I'm guessing that's the reason that you stayed

“I don’t know Callie it’s just the way he looks at her. Every time I see him look at her I physically feel ill.”

“You don’t think he’s cheating on you with her do you?”

“No, not at all. I know he wouldn’t do that. But I know he doesn’t know how to stop his feelings either, and I just-“ You groaned as your palms met your forehead. “I can feel him slipping away from me you know? Like he’s there with me physically, but emotionally he’s with her. And I get it, she’s shiny and new and I’m just,”

“Y/n no,” Callie began, her fingers wrapping around your wrist in an attempt to grab your attention.

“I’m just dull to him.” You turned to look at your best friend, her face riddled of pity. It was near the same look she gave families when there was nothing more she could do for a patient. As much as you wished there was a way to somehow extract all feelings Mark had towards Lexie and inject them into someone like Alex, there would never be enough shooting stars or candles to grant that. “I can feel the love fall from him Callie. Like there is this string connecting us and someone is slowly sawing at it with a god damn scalpel.”

“Ironic you say scalpel because-“ Callie started before you shot her a look that shut her right up. “yep too soon sorry.”

“What do I do here Callie? How do I keep going to bed at night with him knowing he’s in love with someone else?” The familiar burn of tears began as you wiped your face not prepared to embrace a whole breakdown this early in the morning. As upset about the situation as you were, you were not going to start crying over it in the middle of the hospital that you work at, let alone the hospital both Mark and Lexie work at.

“You need to talk to him y/n. It’ll ease your mind I promise.”

“Oh says the one who stayed with her husband when she knew he cheated.”

Callie snorted at your remark, starting a break out of laughter between the two of you. It felt nice to laugh during all of this. Made you feel lighter.

“Y/L/N!”

I heard you've been missing me / You've been telling people things you shouldn't be

Your eyes met Dereks. He was practically running to the nurses station where you had been sat with Callie. The two of you shared a glance, hinting to Callie it was best if she went on with her day. She smiled knowingly, patting your shoulder as a farewell and went off past Derek. By his furrow of a brow as Callie passed him you knew she’d given him a warning look, you giggled to yourself. If there was one thing about Callie you appreciated the most, it was her protective nature towards those she loved.

“I need to talk to you.” Derek grabbed your arm, leading you to an on call room. Your quick moment of glee dissolving in an instant.

“What is this about Derek?”

“Mark.”

And suddenly you felt heavy again.

The sound of the door to the on call room closing ran through your ear. Drowning out any other noise. Your throat felt tight and your stomach empty. You definitely had to puke, or faint? Maybe both. Something. You had to do something to get out of this conversation.

“What’s going on between you two?” Derek questioned, his hands placed on his hips.

You were silent at first, your body still in fight or flight mode, though unfortunately for you that happened to also be shut down mode. Not much fighting or flighting.

“I’m sorry?” Was the only thing you’d managed to choke out without spilling your guts to the best friend of the man you’d been worrying about.

Derek sighed rubbing his forehead. “Mark thinks you’re cheating on him.”

“He thinks I am cheating on him.” You scoffed, in total disbelief at the stupidity of that man.

“I told him he was stupid for thinking that.”

“Damn right he is. What else did he say?” At first you were just angry, as you should be, but now you had just been curious. How could you possibly be the one cheating when you were the one trying to keep the relationship stable?

“I really don’t think this is a conversation for us, you should speak with Mark.”

“Derek tell me. Now.”

He bit his lip, trying to decide which choice would be the best. “Fine,” he began, his hand pointing towards you, “but you better talk with Mark after. You two can’t keep ignoring each-other and your issues.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever I will.”

“He said you’ve been distant with him. Short with words, not wanting to be around him. Apparently you’ve left his service before because you had long surgeries with him?”

“Oh I’ve been distant. Thats rich.” Despite your efforts to hold it in, you started giggling over the words that came from Derek. Laughing to the point of tears you made your way over to the door, stopping before opening it. “Thank you for telling me Derek. You might want to keep your phone on silent later, Mark is probably going to bug the hell out of you.” And with that you left to go find the reoccurring talk of the hour.

Like when we creep out and she ain't around / Haven't you heard the rumors / Bless your soul, you got your head in the clouds / You made a fool out of me / And, boy, you're bringing me down

“Mark!” You yelled, finally catching the man you had searched practically the whole hospital for. He stopped almost instantly, turning around and flashing you that look he used to.

“You’ve been ignoring me.” He smiled even saying that, his eyes were still soft and he grasped your shoulders with such care and love.

It almost made you mad how he greeted you. The whole action gave the same feeling it used to before you had ever even began to question his integrity.

“I know I’m sorry.” You smiled back at him, no matter what was going on in your mind you couldn’t help but embrace what love he had for you, what love you had for him. It was warm, familiar. Almost made you question yourself on if you had been going crazy this whole time. “Do you mind if we speak for a minute?”

“Yeah, I’ve got all the time for you.” There it was again. Mark being Mark. So charming and sweet, the man you fell in love with.

You led him to a nearby on call room, Mark instantly sitting against the desk as you shut the door.

“So, what is all this about?” The cheeky grin that spread across his face was almost enough to pull you into him. You knew what he thought, and to be quite honest the feelings you had bubbling in you weren’t beside that thought. But still there was a part of you that still knew you couldn’t give in. If anything happened between you and Mark in this moment you would never talk it out with him. Somehow this whole span of events with him today was almost enough to convince you he was only in love with you. And maybe he was, maybe you truly were just crazy and jealous of this poor girl. Though, the longing looks they’d exchange one another, and the hands that would stay by each other for unnecessarily long amounts of time told a different story.

“I just need to talk to you.” He pulled you into his arms the moment he was able to reach you, a small gasp escaping your lips at the suddenness.

“I think talking can wait a minute.” His words were whispered as he leaned into you, lips meeting yours. It was warm and comforting, your muscles relaxing at almost an instant. You were back into the harmony you knew so well, the one you’d been craving to feel for weeks now. Even if you had tried to pull away there was no chance you wouldn’t initiate a second kiss. The feeling that rushed through you was too addicting to want to back away. That was Marks Sloans specialty.

You both stayed like that for what felt like a life’s eternity in the best way imaginable. Really you wanted to stay like that forever. Safe and loved in his arms, the only one he was focused on.

Mark began to slowly back away, a soft smile stretching across his face. “That, was definitely worth waiting for.”

Simply nodding and smiling as a reply to him, you closed your eyes again, fully taking in the euphoria before the gates around your world would fall.

“Mark,” You began, taking a small step back from his embrace. If you wanted to get any of the conversation you had been planning in your head for days -figuring out every word you’d say, even practicing in the mirror a few times- out to him you were gonna have to ruin the moment. Rip off the bandaid.

“Y/n whats on your mind?” He was so sweet. So patient.

“You’re in love with her.” And there it was. Ripping off the bandaid. And god did the bandaid sting like nothing before. Watching his face fall felt like the world was slowly swallowing you, pulling you into the core. All oxygen leaving your body as you were pulled further, and further.

“Her?” His brows furrowed, eyes scanning your face for something, maybe a sign of who it was, maybe a sign that this was all a joke. To be honest you really couldn’t read his expression. It had been so blank yet so sorrowful, remorse and confusion settling together into one.

“Lexie.” And that was all you had to say before all confusion left him. It was as if you had flipped a light switch within him, Mark finally catching onto what was happening. “I’ve noticed Mark, I’ve noticed everything. You staying at the hospital late nights when she was on call, the lingering hands of you both. I’ve seen the way you look at her. It’s the same you used to look at me. You’ve favored her in surgeries, hell, you’ve favored her in meetings.”

“Y/n..”

“No Mark, listen to me. Maybe you haven’t realized this all yet, maybe you were oblivious to what was going on, but I wasn’t. God I wish I was Mark. I’ve spent so much of my life this past few weeks just thinking about you two, thinking about us. I haven’t stopped thinking about it all since I’ve first noticed you took an interest in her.” Hot tears started to trickle out your eyes, all emotions finally pouring. “I’ve torn myself to shreds over this. Thinking about what I could do to get you to notice me more, or even just less of her. Thinking of what I could do to get you to love me and only me again. Ive thought so low of myself these past weeks I could barely function as a surgeon. I’ve made myself a mess trying to fix yours.”

Mark studied you intently, trying his best to comprehend everything that was going on. He stood up coming back near you. His hands found your cheeks as he held you gentle as ever, cradling you like the most precious piece of gold known to man. “I’m in love with you y/n.”

“I know you are, I know Mark.” You sniffled, one of your hands matching his movement cradling his cheek. You tried to give him the best smile you could forcing every muscle in your face to follow suit, even if it was the last thing you wanted to show. “But you’re in love with her more.”

His face was one you’ve never seen before. Whether it was realization or just heartbreak, it tore you to shreds seeing him like that. But it tore you more to shreds being with him after everything, and you were down to your last bit of stability.

With a kiss to his cheek and a squeeze to the hand that was still on your cheek, you smiled at him once more, slowly backing away from him. “I love you Mark. I always will. But I can’t stand to see you love her too, and I don’t know if I’d ever forgive myself for staying with you any longer knowing you’re in love with someone else. You go get her, I’ll be okay. And you’ll be okay when she says yes to your first date. We’ll both be okay.” There was tears rolling down both of your cheeks. The room so thick of emotions it started to overwhelm you. Suffocate you further into heartache. You placed one last kiss to Marks lips, you both falling into it deeper than ever.

You slowly backed out of the kiss, wanting to let that be your last memory of you two. It was the rainbow after the storm, the calm after the chaos. With that as your farewell to the man you loved more than life itself, you walked out the room, closing the door behind you, feeling as if you had left your whole being in that room. Like a piece of your soul would forever be gone. Stuck inside that room with the piece of him that had broke.

Those two pieces though, would stay together. Pieced in harmony, placed in only the memories of you two. Something more than you could ever ask for.

Hiiiii :DDD im so sorry this is my comeback lol. Anyway i know this isnt the best, i have not written for a year, and this is also my first reader insert pov ive made so be nice pls🙏🏻

hope you enjoyed (or like arent super sad) <33

also my grammar SUCKS and grammer is so hard so do not even think about how many commas i used wrong okay? okay

Things I will write for !

<3 Greys Anatomy

<3 House MD

<3 Station 19

<3 9-1-1

<3 Obx (possibly.. I kinda forget the characters tbh)

<3 Hp..... sigh....

<3 If you want another fandom just lmk and I will see if I know it or am able to write it!

hello!! a while ago i sent an ask but im not sure if u got it, if u did im so sorry i dont mean to bother you.

could you write some fluffy aftercare w james wilson?

hi!! i did see it right before i took a break, im so so sorry. you’re not bothering me at all, dear. i’m more than happy to give it to you now :)

tags: tiny mention of smut beforehand, TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF.

james slumped down right beside you. the two of you were covered in a thin layer of sweat because of your previous actions. james pulled orgasm after orgasm out of you, and now you were suffering the consequences. tired and as sensitive as ever, you closed your eyes as you felt sleep wash upon you.

“m’ sorry, dear. need to get you in the bath first before you go to sleep”. he quietly shushed your groans of disapproval before scooping you up bridal style making your way to the bathroom. james gently sat you down, the cold bathtub making you whine. he quickly caught on and began to run the hot water. your muscles instantly reacted by slowly relaxing, allowing yourself to fall a little deeper into the tub.

“atta girl, you just relax that pretty head of yours. i’m gonna take care of you.” he sat on a stool slgightly above you and began to pour shampoo into the palm of his hand, fingers quickly going to work. his touch was so, so gentle against your scalp. he massaged the soap into your wet hair before taking a glass of warm water and rinsing it out. you let out a sigh of relief when he added the conditioner to your hair next, washing your body while he waited for it to set. the soft wash rag in his hand glided across your soft skin. he tenderly lathered up your chest and neck before motioning you forward to do your back as well. he lightly massaged your back and then began to wash the rest of your achy body. by the time he was done, james took another scoop of warm water and slowly washed it over your scalp. removing any conditioner left over.

james noticed you trying your hardest to stay awake. he drained the bath and carefully helped you out of the bath to wrap you up in a nice and warm towel. he gave a sweet kiss to your damp temple before leading you out of the bathroom. once in the bedroom, james helped you dry off and slowly get into bed. somewhere between the time you were in the bath to the present he had changed the sheets so you wouldn’t have to sleep the dirty bed. he always wanted the best for his love. once under the covers, he quickly followed your actions and got under himself. james knew exactly how you wanted to fall asleep. in his arms. he held out his arms sleepily, and you following his silent command and cuddled into his chest. you kissed the side of his jaw, wanting to show your thanks for his care. he understood and tightened his grip around you.

“i love you so much”

“i love you too”.

he felt himself drifting away from his mind and falling asleep peacefully knowing he was holding the love of his life.

141 with a hyperfeminine s/o who's just extremely into girly stuff and pink?

is this targeted towards me.. jk i love this

tags: pure fluff, just so cutesy wutesy.

john price. he thinks it’s so adorable. it’s one of the things that first drew him towards you. the way your face lights up after showing him your sparkly hot pink nails, or the way you freak out when he surprises you with a pretty pink handbag you’d been eyeing for ages. he especially loves when you wear those cute lacy bows in your hair, it makes his heart soft to know that your his girl.

simon ‘ghost’ riley. simon secretly loves it. he’ll make teasing comments claiming your ‘acting like a little girl’, but then go on to buy you the biggest stuffed pink rabbit he could find. he also loves how, especially in public, your aesthetics are completely opposites of each other. his full black attire contrasts beautifully with your pink accessories. simon would never admit it but he loves when you toy with his hair, trying out different hairstyles and clipping pretty clips in his hair.

kyle ‘gaz’ garrick. he’s probably the most “casual” about it. kyles just happy you’re happy. you could wear the funkiest thing and he’d still be head over heels for you. it makes him smile to see little pieces of you in his room when you’re not there. the pink hairbrush sitting neatly on his bathroom counter, or maybe a silk set of sleep jammie’s folded in his drawer. it’s the little things, but that’s what he loves.

johnny ‘soap’ mactavish. he is ECSTATIC. your hyperfemininity makes him swoon. he loves when you do your makeup all pretty and put on sleek pair of heels for date night. he loves watched you stick your tongue out the tiniest bit when trying to straighten that one piece of hair that just won’t stay put. johnny spoils you endlessly. you’ll walk into your shared bedroom to see a beautiful pink lingerie set. not even sexually manner, he just loves you. the lace matching perfectly with your skin, and he knows you love it too.

I crawled out of a coma for this

You know thats future man clip of Josh hutcherson jerking off? Imagine that with Mike and reader walks in ANNNDDD he’s all subby maybe even gets edged 😋😋

jae i love u so much i missed you

tags: fuck this is driving me crazy, absolutely pure filth. there is nothing sfw about this. afab!reader. dacryphilia maybe + the tiniest blood

mike had the house to himself. his whines and empty pleas rang throughout the home. he wasn’t usually this needy, but god he hadn’t seen you in so long and his cock was just so achy and leaky in his jeans. he couldn’t take it. he tried to at least go slowly. pumping his cock at a reasonable pace, swiping his thumb over his slit at the tip of his cock for an extra wave of pleasure. he tried so hard to be patient, imaging your voice telling him to not be so needy. but he couldn’t help himself and began wildly grinding his hips into his hand, imagining it was you.

what the brunette failed to realize is that you had walked into his home a few minutes ago. you heard his cries and whines, each of them going straight to your core. after another agonizing minute you decided to make your presence be known. you walk up to his door and slowly open it to realize the heavenly sight.

“mike?”. your eyes hold a false innocence, knowing full well you had savored his pleas up until this moment. his teary eyes batted up at you. his eyelashes barely hiding his doe eyes. mikes chest was heaving and his head was leaned up against the wall. his thick cock was drooling beads of pre coating his hand and length. his tip was bright pink, begging for attention.

“i need you so, so bad.” those six words were all you needed. your lips make quick contact with his, the kiss was sloppy. he lips swollen from his teeth digging into them combined with his never ending whines. your tongue smoothly found his way into his mouth, he didn’t even begin to try and fight for dominance. he was putty under your touch right now. before pulling away your tongue glided over his bottom lip, tasting the metallic remnants of blood from his biting. he whined. you held the palm of your hand out and mike immediately knew what to do. he spat in your hand and guided your wrist to his neglected cock.

you started of slow knowing that he was sensitive and not wanting to overstimulate him, yet. you began to quicken your pace after noticing mike had become accustomed to your slower one. his big round eyes batted up at you once more, this time tears spilt from them. he watched you stroke him with his mouth slightly open, eyes never leaving you. you opened your mouth to let some drool fall onto his already drenched cock. this sent him over the edge. he held your hand in place and began fucking up into your hand. you let him, knowing you weren’t gonna let him get away with it so easily. his cries got louder and he pulled you towards him, lips animalisticly taking your own. you knew he was close. so just when you believed he was gonna cum, you snatch your hand away. he lips left yours, only leaving a string so saliva connecting you two.

“baby please.” tears began to fall again. “you can’t do this to me, not right now. needa cum so bad, please.”. his eyes were pleading you.

“m’ sorry baby, you gotta beg. you know better than to fuck yourself using me without asking first.” your hand cupped his face, wiping away his tears. you know how pent up he was, the way is cock was leaking so badly, and the way you could see it throbbing against his happy trail.

“pleasepleaseplease let me cum. i won’t do it again- ngh, promise baby. just please- let me feel you.” he sniffled back his tears while begging for release. you couldn’t deny him any longer.

“you’re so good for me, my sweet boy”.

your hand make it’s way back onto his length, resuming the pace you originally set. mike reached his high quickly, reducing him to a whiny mess while you helped him ride out his orgasm. huge white spurts of cum painted his tummy and your hand. you let his breathing come back to normal before peeling your hand off his softening cock. mike picked up a towel from the floor and wiped both you and himself off before leading you to his bed. you immediately felt comfortable in the familiar bed. he found his way into your arms, one of the only ways he can fall asleep.

“i love you so much”, he sleepily mumbles into your neck. you give his temple a loving kiss.

“i love you too, mike. you know i’ll always take care of you.”

MIKE SMUT!!!! literally anything just smut

ur so real for this

mike def is loud like i feel like that’s established. when you two have the home to yourselves it’s like he’s been holding in all his sounds. his movements are slow and deep, making sure to hit all those spots in your drooling hole. if you’re in doggy style he’ll lean into your back n whine sweet things into your ear. he’ll cum inside you, begging and whimpering. for what? he doesn’t know. he just knows you feel so fucking good around him and he needs you.