Angel Kisses ྀིྀི

≽^•⩊•^≼ Cutest living doll 19🪽🎀 MDNI pls🐬☀️

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Hey guys!!

Here is the list of fandoms I’ll be writing in since I’m new to writing oneshots on here!!

≽^•⩊•^≼: date everything

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≽^•⩊•^≼: resident evil 8

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≽^•⩊•^≼: Call of duty

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≽^•⩊•^≼: the summer I turned pretty

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≽^•⩊•^≼: twilight

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≽^•⩊•^≼: divergent

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≽^•⩊•^≼: the Pitt

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Series:

Holier than thou- WIP

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Well that’s the end BUT don’t be afraid to send requests/dms if you don’t see your fandom OR if you have a specific headcanon/character you want me to write about!!

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Spencer misses his angel (18+) (unprotected p in v, slight somno, mommy knk, perv Spencer, soft dom! Reader, fingering, munch Spencer, idk anymore I’m sorry )

Spencer Reid. BAU profiler. Boy genius. But he was so much more than that. To his colleagues he seemed like an inexperienced geek. Oh how they couldn’t have been more wrong.

Spencer usually is the last person to leave the BAU however today he seemed almost in a rush of sorts. “Wow wow whose house is on fire man?” Asked Morgan as he leaned against Spencer’s desk.

“No one’s, I just have things to do.”

“Oh yeah like what?”

“I’m going to see my girlfriend, it’s her first day off in 6 days.”

That made the rest of the BAU turn around and look at him with stars in their eyes. “Wow girlfriend…nice man.” Morgan patted Reid on the shoulder before walking away.

The first thing Spencer noticed when he walked through his front door was the silence. ‘That’s odd..’ he tiptoed around his apartment, slowly opening all the doors in search of you.

Once he finally reached your shared bedroom, he found you fast asleep in a thin worn out caltech shirt that definitely belonged to Spencer.

‘Hm. cute.’ He thought before stripping himself down to his boxers and curling up behind you. Spencer’s true intentions were to come home, hold you close and sleep but as human nature willed it…Spencer seemed to have missed you far more than he realized.

Running his finger tips up and down your bare thighs until he palmed your mound, finding you bare. ‘Perfect..’

To say Spencer is a pervert is an understatement. You two shared all your firsts together so your bond is very close—most would say. With this comes Spencer loves indulging in his perverted fantasies because you’re the only person to never once judge him for who he truly is.

He slowing—like a snake—slide under the covers and rested between your thighs. Boney ass shoulders keeping your legs open while his lips met your cunt.

Spencer ate box like he got paid to do it; it had nothing to do with personal pleasure for he genuinely just liked to please you which in turn had him hot and bothered.

You softly moaned, “Spence…what are you doing honey” sleep hazing your mind and taking awhile for it to catch up with your body.

He hummed softly against your lips, his tongue laying strides against your bundle of nerves. Your back arched off the bed slightly as the heel of your foot dug into his lower back.

“I’m sorry doll…I just can’t help myself when I see you…I needed all of you this instant” was the only explanation he gave before he went back to eating your pussy until you came.

He started by adding two of his long boney fingers inside of you before curling them just right at that gummy spot that makes you see stars.

“Ah- Spencer-” you mewled loudly, fingers gripping the roots of his hair—the other cupping the side of his face. Spencer continued to pump his fingers in and out of you as he lapped at your folds.

“Mm..baby..” was the last thing Spencer heard before getting a mouthful of your fluids. Spencer never just aimed for you to cum—he wanted you to squirt.

He wiped his dripping mouth with the back of his hand before trailing kisses up your body. “Need to feel you…no condom?” He had the most perfect puppy dog eyes when asking you such a dirty question.

“…no condom”

Just like a dog with its favorite word, Spencer’s face broke out in a shit eating grin before kissing you; forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue.

It took him all of 10 seconds to be bare and lining himself up with you. “Thank you baby…thank you than-ah~” Spencer slowly slid into you until your pelvis’ met; flush against one another to a hilt.

“Ah~ Spencer baby just give me 5” you begged with your hands rested on his slender shoulders. “Yes mommy…anything for you” he mulled, already pussy drunk, face rested in the crook of your neck.

After a good six minutes, one extra for luck, Spencer began to move in and out, slowly while the pain subsided. He was slightly above average with not only length but girth. No matter how often you slept together, the stretch was significant.

“Am I doing good? Do you feel good? Mommy please..” Spencer whined loudly as he fucked you senseless, slowly picking up pace.

“Yes baby oh my- fuckkkk- come here” you led Spencer’s face down to your chest; he began to suckle your nipples, lapping at the buds while he fucked into you absentmindedly. Spencer let off your breasts with a pop, saliva trailing down your naval.

Spencer’s nimble fingers trailed down to find your swollen clit. He began to rub in gentle circles at the same pace as his strokes.

Your walls began to to flutter and squeeze his cock, “fuck- mommy I’m so close I’m so-“ you cut off his babbling, “cum for me yeah? Come on. Be a good boy. I know you can do it”

That’s all it took before Spencer was spilling his seed inside of you; you following close behind. He leaned back slightly to watch it leak out of you, head tilted. “Mm..I filled you to the brim..maybe it will take?”

You chuckled, “you’re so perverse baby..” you leaned up and kissed him. “Keep kissing me like this and we might go again..”

Super late birthday post!! lol I turned 19 last month and I never posted anything so here it is!! Lmk if you all want an aftercare pt.2 !! Love yall

[angelkissesox]

Spencer misses his angel (18+) (unprotected p in v, slight somno, mommy knk, perv Spencer, soft dom! Reader, fingering, munch Spencer, idk anymore I’m sorry )

Spencer Reid. BAU profiler. Boy genius. But he was so much more than that. To his colleagues he seemed like an inexperienced geek. Oh how they couldn’t have been more wrong.

Spencer usually is the last person to leave the BAU however today he seemed almost in a rush of sorts. “Wow wow whose house is on fire man?” Asked Morgan as he leaned against Spencer’s desk.

“No one’s, I just have things to do.”

“Oh yeah like what?”

“I’m going to see my girlfriend, it’s her first day off in 6 days.”

That made the rest of the BAU turn around and look at him with stars in their eyes. “Wow girlfriend…nice man.” Morgan patted Reid on the shoulder before walking away.

The first thing Spencer noticed when he walked through his front door was the silence. ‘That’s odd..’ he tiptoed around his apartment, slowly opening all the doors in search of you.

Once he finally reached your shared bedroom, he found you fast asleep in a thin worn out caltech shirt that definitely belonged to Spencer.

‘Hm. cute.’ He thought before stripping himself down to his boxers and curling up behind you. Spencer’s true intentions were to come home, hold you close and sleep but as human nature willed it…Spencer seemed to have missed you far more than he realized.

Running his finger tips up and down your bare thighs until he palmed your mound, finding you bare. ‘Perfect..’

To say Spencer is a pervert is an understatement. You two shared all your firsts together so your bond is very close—most would say. With this comes Spencer loves indulging in his perverted fantasies because you’re the only person to never once judge him for who he truly is.

He slowing—like a snake—slide under the covers and rested between your thighs. Boney ass shoulders keeping your legs open while his lips met your cunt.

Spencer ate box like he got paid to do it; it had nothing to do with personal pleasure for he genuinely just liked to please you which in turn had him hot and bothered.

You softly moaned, “Spence…what are you doing honey” sleep hazing your mind and taking awhile for it to catch up with your body.

He hummed softly against your lips, his tongue laying strides against your bundle of nerves. Your back arched off the bed slightly as the heel of your foot dug into his lower back.

“I’m sorry doll…I just can’t help myself when I see you…I needed all of you this instant” was the only explanation he gave before he went back to eating your pussy until you came.

He started by adding two of his long boney fingers inside of you before curling them just right at that gummy spot that makes you see stars.

“Ah- Spencer-” you mewled loudly, fingers gripping the roots of his hair—the other cupping the side of his face. Spencer continued to pump his fingers in and out of you as he lapped at your folds.

“Mm..baby..” was the last thing Spencer heard before getting a mouthful of your fluids. Spencer never just aimed for you to cum—he wanted you to squirt.

He wiped his dripping mouth with the back of his hand before trailing kisses up your body. “Need to feel you…no condom?” He had the most perfect puppy dog eyes when asking you such a dirty question.

“…no condom”

Just like a dog with its favorite word, Spencer’s face broke out in a shit eating grin before kissing you; forcing you to taste yourself on his tongue.

It took him all of 10 seconds to be bare and lining himself up with you. “Thank you baby…thank you than-ah~” Spencer slowly slid into you until your pelvis’ met; flush against one another to a hilt.

“Ah~ Spencer baby just give me 5” you begged with your hands rested on his slender shoulders. “Yes mommy…anything for you” he mulled, already pussy drunk, face rested in the crook of your neck.

After a good six minutes, one extra for luck, Spencer began to move in and out, slowly while the pain subsided. He was slightly above average with not only length but girth. No matter how often you slept together, the stretch was significant.

“Am I doing good? Do you feel good? Mommy please..” Spencer whined loudly as he fucked you senseless, slowly picking up pace.

“Yes baby oh my- fuckkkk- come here” you led Spencer’s face down to your chest; he began to suckle your nipples, lapping at the buds while he fucked into you absentmindedly. Spencer let off your breasts with a pop, saliva trailing down your naval.

Spencer’s nimble fingers trailed down to find your swollen clit. He began to rub in gentle circles at the same pace as his strokes.

Your walls began to to flutter and squeeze his cock, “fuck- mommy I’m so close I’m so-“ you cut off his babbling, “cum for me yeah? Come on. Be a good boy. I know you can do it”

That’s all it took before Spencer was spilling his seed inside of you; you following close behind. He leaned back slightly to watch it leak out of you, head tilted. “Mm..I filled you to the brim..maybe it will take?”

You chuckled, “you’re so perverse baby..” you leaned up and kissed him. “Keep kissing me like this and we might go again..”

Super late birthday post!! lol I turned 19 last month and I never posted anything so here it is!! Lmk if you all want an aftercare pt.2 !! Love yall

[angelkissesox]

Spencer’s had a long day at the BAU

You were in the couch eating ice cream when you’d heard the front door open and close Having had a long day of your own working day shift at the hospital, you were beat.

You slowly put your spoon back in your double chocolate chip and turned your head toward the noise. “Hey bunny…how was today?” Reid didn’t say anything.

He simply removed his shoes, bag and coat before slowly slinking over to your lax form and laid atop you. His head rested on your silk clad top— your hand carded through his chocolate brown locks.

“Mm…is that double chocolate chip?” It truly didn’t hurt your feelings he didn’t want to talk about work because neither did you. “Mhm…here”. You scooped some out of the pint and fed it to him, to which he happily accepted.

Raising himself on his forearms he leaned forward and kissed you softly in that uniquely Reid way that made you crave him and feel everything all at once.

Slowly you pulled away, “I love you but I’m too tired to have sex” he giggled softly, “me too. I love you so much.” He leaned down and kissed you again before taking one last bite of your ice cream.

“I’m gonna go shower” he said as he slowly slinked off you and down the hallway. Hm. Becoming Mrs.reid one day doesn’t sound so bad huh..?

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𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑡! 𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 : 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 5

𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 5: 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠

part 1 here part 2 here part 3 here part 4 here ← previous ⋆˚࿔ next → part 6 coming soon

fem! afab! reader, toxic-ish sukuna, hurt/comfort, sweet! reader, eventual smut, language, mature content, substance use

a/n: omg over 800 followers??? thank you sm for your support!!! <3 literally can't believe it. This part is almost like a filler part because i wanted some drama before we continued. So next part we will finally get some relationship development if yk what i mean ;)

For the thousandth time that day, you thought about him again.

You shouldn't have. You should have been focusing on your lecture or what your friends were saying. You should have been studying for the quiz you had tomorrow, which you were probably going to fail now.

You definitely shouldn't have been thinking about Frat! Sukuna, or his lidded eyes, that crooked smile that showed off a canine and a dimple.

You were upset that he ghosted you for a week, but now you wish it had been for longer, then maybe you could focus better.

You also barely knew the guy. Sure, the "date" you both had two nights ago resulted in deep conversations, more than just "what's your favorite color", but it still wasn't enough. Not for you, someone who preferred to know the contents of someone's soul before moving further. The thing was, since that day, you and Sukuna had stayed in contact much more.

In fact, the next time you saw him wasn't after a week. And before you saw him, you and him had been texting all day and night. The day would start with a good morning text and end with a goodnight one. You found yourself updating him throughout the day about the most mundane things: "I'm trying a new coffee order today," or "omg just saw this guy trip lol".

It was unnerving to you, how you found yourself wanting, even enjoying, talking to him. Even though his responses wouldn't be anything more than, "nice," you knew in his word the only text a girl would usually get was, "come over." It felt odd knowing he wanted to get to know you outside of just sex.

It was Tuesday now, a day your classes went until 6 PM, so when you finally stepped out the lecture hall, you were exhausted. Despite being so spent, you still needed to study tonight, so you say goodbye to your friends and head to the conscience store to get an energy drink.

And lo and behold, standing in the large cafeteria adjacent to where you were heading, was Ryomen. He was with...fuck, were those girls? And three of them? Why was Ryomen with three girls, and why were they all giggling and batting their lashes at them like he just saved ten puppies from drowning.

Some weird emotion passed through you, a mixture of anger, annoyance, and jealousy. God, you should have known. You should have known that no matter how nervous and sweet he acted around you, he'd still be getting his game on somewhere else. You not wanting a hookup just meant he'd get it from somewhere else.

Every text you'd sent him since Friday echoed back to you. You felt embarrassed and disgusted. You were sleeping late just to text him, you would stop paying attention in class because he'd be texting you about what stupid stunt his frat brothers pulled that day.

And now you felt foolish. Of course there were other girls, there always is.

As you practically stomp to get your drink and get the fuck out, you make eye contact with him, the last thing you wanted. And what confuses you the most is the absolute, genuine horror that passes through his face. He almost jolts back from the girls, especially the one who was rubbing, rubbing, on his bicep.

You quicken your pace until you're outside his line of sight, and quickly buy what you need. You're about to leave when you see Ryomen making his way towards you.

Not on your watch.

You keep walking, it was a good distance to your dorm but you had no intention of stopping until you could smack the door in his face and never speak to him again.

"Y/N, wait! It's not what it looked like!"

It's not what it looked like, yeah, said every stupid guy ever.

You push past the crowd of people, hoping to lose Ryomen, but every turn you make, he follows. And even though you normally loved his tall figure, now it was a huge disadvantage because he caught up to you in just a few more strides. You felt a large hand grab your bicep, soft but enough to stop you in your tracks.

You turn around with maybe too much aggression, because Ryomen actually flinches.

"What? Don't you have an orgy to get back to?"

To your horror, he lets out a laugh, and he must have realized how fucked up that is given the situation, and snaps his mouth shut.

"What could possibly be funny right now?"

"Sorry, I just-," he stops, as if figuring out what to say next, "I swear it's not what it looked like."

"No, Ryomen, it's exactly what it looked like. You think you can have every other girl you want and me?"

And again, this fucker smirks.

"So I have you then?"

You splutter in anger, "That's what you're focused on right now!? Not the fact that I saw three girls around you? One of them was caressing you!?"

"C'mon, let's go sit somewhere so I can explain," he tries to direct you somewhere quieter, but you don't let him, slapping his hand away.

"No, I'm heading to my dorm."

"Y/N, I don't even know their names."

"Oh yeah, that makes it better," you say as you continue walking, him right behind you. And then you stop suddenly, and he trips as you whip around.

"You know, I knew I shouldn't have given you a chance, you're just like every other frat guy."

"Do you wanna know where I was headed?"

"What?"

He stares at you softly, which is completely opposite to the absolute fire in your eyes. It's like your personalities switched. You were normally calm, and he was the fiery one.

"I was coming to pick you up from your class, but they stopped me and asked if I was coming to some stupid sorority event this weekend," he explains calmly.

"So what? You just stood there and let them stick their hands in your pants?"

"No one's hand was anywhere near my pants."

"Ok Ryomen, I don't care, just let me go home."

"Not until you say you believe me."

"You know, technically I don't have to believe you because we're not anything," you stop to gesture between you two, "there isn't anything here, and I was stupid to assume just because you fed me one time it meant something."

He looks visibly upset at that and opens and closes his mouth a few times. You take that as your answer and continue walking.

You're right outside your building now, Ryomen is still hot on your trail. Even when you plan to smack the doors in his face or try to shut the elevator before he can get in, he follows you all the way to your dorm room.

"I'm not letting you in, so you're better off just leaving," you fumed, sliding the key into its lock.

You realized he hasn't spoken for the past five minutes, ever since you said the two of you "had nothing".

"Y/N, please listen," his voice was softer, there was almost a plead in it.

When you turned around you saw his eyebrows were slightly knit together, and he couldn't decide whether to keep his hands in his pockets or not.

"Ryomen, if you're just gonna make up a bullshit lie, I really don't want to hear it because I genuinely don't have time to waste."

"I'm not lying, I swear," he runs a hand through his hair, "I really was coming to your class, I was gonna ask if you wanted to get food, but they just stopped me out of nowhere."

He looked like he actually wanted you to believe him. The way he was almost frantic in his speech, while his eyes flickered all over your face for any possible reaction. It made the anger in your chest die down.

"Okay, let's say you're telling the truth. Is this really what I just have to put up with then? You said you wanted to get to know me, and we talk all the time like this might actually be going somewhere! But if I'm going to always have to worry about other girls, I don't think this can continue."

Just a week ago, you didn't think you'd be upset over seeing him with a few girls. And now you were talking about some "actually going somewhere". When did things get so deep?

"I don't get it." He announces.

"Get what?"

"You say we're nothing but then say something different later. You said there isn't anything between us but you're clearly upset I was talking to other girls. Which one is it?"

Oh.

He got you there.

You're at a loss for words, and instead your mechanism clicks into place to defend yourself.

"T-that's not what this is about!"

"That's exactly what this is about, Y/N." His voice is more stern now. He takes a deep breath in like he's preparing to give a speech, "I'm not gonna say I'm the best guy you could be giving your attention to. Hell, I'm probably at the bottom of the list. But what I know is no woman has ever made me wanna change. Fuck, the word alone makes me shiver."

You're now awkwardly standing in front of your room, part of you wanting to go in and smack the door in his face. The other half wanted to hear him out.

"I'm trying here, okay. And I know I'll fuck up probably a thousand times before you earn my full trust; it's just who I am. But I promise, I'm trying. Even if it's just friends, I don't care. I just-," he looks visibly horrified by his own words, like each one requires great strength to get out, "I like talking to you, and hanging around you. So just hear me out."

You would have to be the stupidest girl on planet earth — and for all other planets for that matter — to turn around on him now. You knew you had him wrapped around your finger when he showed up at your dorm on a Friday night with food and a confession of getting nervous around you. But now he was practically spilling his heart's contents, and from what you knew about the man, it was very out of character.

Ryomen Sukuna was known for casual hookups, not calling girls back, and just overall being a stereotypical fuckboy. So him saying "I like hanging around you" means you've definitely got into his head somehow.

"Fine," is all you say.

"Fine? That's it?" He looks almost offended.

"I'll give it a try, Ryomen, since you practically begged me," a smirk forms on your lips.

He splutters, "I did not beg?!"

You laugh at the slight pink coating the tops of his cheeks.

"I'm kidding. How about you take me out this weekend, you know, make it up to me for causing all this distress?"

"Y'know, usually women don't ask to get asked out," he folds his arms over his chest, his biceps flexing under his shirt.

"Someone has to be the man here." You lean against your doorframe, trying not to salivate at his muscles.

At this, he laughs, a deep rumble that unfortunately shoots straight down, your face heating up.

"Okay, I'll be here Saturday at 5, look pretty."

"I always look pretty."

He smiles, "Can't argue with that."

And with that, you once again somehow give him a chance. You knew you were stepping into dangerous waters, but something about the thrill excited you.

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a/n: finally after weeks of being insanely busy I've managed to get a part out so enjoy!!! i already started working on the next part so keep an eye out! Also pls don't comment for a tag in the next part, the tag list is closed! But feel free to follow to stay updated. And tysm everyone for your support I'm glad people are liking the series!

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Idk if it’s just me but I think I’m unable to access my asks :(

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Caius volturi x cannibal reader

It started small. A murder here then nothing for 3 weeks. Then another and another closer together. After awhile they become consistent and sloppy. The citizens of voltura, Italy were frightened, and this wasnt good for the volturi.

Which is why once the sun went down the three kings sent their most elite guard to find the culprit yet…nothing. The next morning another report came of a murder.

Aro was pissed, more so than caius which never happened or atleast he never let people see him this way. Marcus was stoic and silent like usual. Caius was…nervous.

As soon as the murders started, caius was plagued or ‘tormented’ with these visions of a woman. No face. The only thing he could make out was her bloodied hands and gown. Well he knew she had long hair but that was it. The darkness shielding her from his eyes.

In these visions he tries to reach toward her but he can’t move, then they disappear. It only happens when he shuts his eyes, seeing as he can’t sleep he figures these were from the souls he had tortured coming back to haunt him.

Oh how further from the truth he was. After 6 long months the guards finally came home with something..or someone? Caius couldn’t tell from where he sat perched in his throne. Demetri placed what he now saw as a young woman down infront of him and his brothers.

When she finally met his eyes, his whole world stopped and he began to orbit her. She had hair long enough to shield her. ‘Like my visions’ he thought.

Her mouth had been covered in dried dark blood; her hands and gown matching in the sinister pattern. ‘She couldn’t look more gorgeous’ but what really caught his eye— or rather his ear was her heartbeat.

“Is this a joke?” Asked aro, hand flexing slightly. His tone was cool and almost bored.

“No master aro, this is who have been causing ruckus” Jane nudged her with the toe of her polished heel.

“Tell me, what are you?” Aro had since left his perch and kneeled before her, lifting her face in his hand.

“I’m not much different from you” she muttered, “I eat until I’m satisfied, until my gums don’t ache. Until the craving is gone and I can continue living.” She replied a little more confident.

Aro chuckled darkly, “my dear…you’re not living but merely surviving like a stray animal.” He turned his articulated head toward Marcus and I.

“What shall we do of her? End her suffering and take her life, banishing her to hell? Or do one of you have a better idea?” When aro tends to ask questions like this he doesn’t want an answer but ending her life made something in me feel sick.

— ᨳଓ .

“Why did you save me?” She asked me, meekly. Almost curling into herself.

“I don’t know” I answered honestly. Scrubbing her soft hands with the now red cloth that matched the equally red water.

I was thinking back to the time in the throne room:

‘Stop.’ I had stood from my thrown and began walking over to the pair.

‘ I’ll take her on…as a pet. She need to feast on her company interests me…I’ll see to it she’s no more trouble and I’ll be the one to turn her once I’m finished studying her. She could be of great use later..’

I had whispered the lay part to aro as I watched her head tilt in confusion. She had no idea the plans I had for her.

— ᨳଓ .

“What did you promise him in exchange for my life?” She asked me, rubbing one of his fingers over the back of my hand as I continued to scrub her clean.

Typically I could have had a maid do it but I didn’t trust she would eat them and I didn’t trust anyone around my flower for her sake.

“Don’t worry il mio fiore, just know you’re mine and I shall take care of you.” My red eyes met her scared human ones, “I always cherish what’s mine.” I let a soft kiss against her now clean temple.

— ᨳଓ .

She was curled up in my bed, wearing one of my old sleep gowns, all innocent like she hasn’t taken 25 lives in the past 6 months.

‘Yet here I am, holding her head close to my chest and softly running my fingers through her hair’

“Dormi bene, mio ​​piccolo fiore.” I whispered softly like god himself would strike me down if he heard.

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Hey guys, sorry if this is too OOC, I don’t rlly know where I was going with this I just kinda had an idea???? Is this even anything????? Idk love u tho!!!

Also my 19th birthday is in 6 days!! So excited!!

[angelkissesox]

Eric coulter x situationship reader

You and Eric’s ‘situationship’ as you like to call it . It’s been going on for about a couple months, maybe 5? You weren’t sure as you see no point in counting. It’s simply a means to an end. When Eric is pent up he seeks you out — when you’ve had a long day you seek Eric out.

That basically sums everything up—on your end that is. Eric wants more, so much more. He’s so in love with you and you’re the only one who hasn’t noticed.

Before your little arrangement: Eric used to punch the bags so hard his hands bled to get rid of anything he was feeling yet now he goes to you, albeit sexual relief or just comfort.

You’ve also been strong and level headed, two things Eric admires but also turns him on about you. Everyone in dauntless found out early on about your arrangement because Eric isn’t subtle.

He began eating lunch with you, shamelessly leaving your room at prime hallway traffic hours, leaving non-subtle marks on you or rocking his own from the night before like battle scars.

Four was the first to say something, teasing him a little. “So you and her huh? Really? I didn’t know she was into guys like you.”

Eric turned to him. They were supposed to be monitoring the new recruits. “What’d you say? Because I must have heard you wrong.” Which all be received a laugh from four and a grunt from Eric.

Which leads to now, you were asleep and you turned over when you felt the bed dip beside you. “Eric..?” You blindly felt around for his hand. “Yeah it’s just me baby..” at your soft grumble he held your hand as he got snuggled up behind you.

“Missed you…had to come visit my special girl”

To which you can’t lie made your stomach flip— but remember it’s just casual. “Oh yeah?” A little bit of teasing can’t hurt right? “Yeah..you mean more to me than you seem to realize” oh shit.

Now that woke you up,shifting slightly out of his hold you sat with your back against the headboard avoiding eye contact, “Eric…what are you even saying? I think you need to get some sleep”

Eric mimicked your behavior except his eyes never left your face,”had a bad fucking day. Four was talking shit during training. He knows how to get me under his skin.” He took a long pause before sighing “I’m also saying I don’t want casual anymore, I don’t want convenience. I’m saying I want you and I to be something official with labels and meaning. No more sneaking in your room, we’d just have one room with our shared things.”

Oh. “Eric I don’t know if I can do anything more than casual.” You twiddled your fingers, slightly picking at the skin on them. “I’ve never been with anyone. You are the closest thing I’ve ever had to..well anything! You’ve seen all of me, and to me that is enough. I don’t know if I can give you more by allowing myself to be vulnerable. That’s a weakness no one’s ever seen.”

Eric took a deep breath, “I can understand because no one’s ever seen this much of me baby.” He took your face in his hands and rested his forehead against yours.

“But I trust you enough to allow you to see my weaknesses. Do you think with time you can slowly allow me to see yours? In the mean time just allow me to love you openly?”

You take a moment before responding, “mhm..just uhm don’t be over to top. A little pda is ok like holding pinkies or maybe a small hug or kiss here and there but not like smothering. Is that okay?”

Eric smirks softly, “Okay honey. I will never do anything more than you are comfortable with. Plus I’m not okay with lots of pda either. Can I kiss you?”

You gave him a heartfelt kiss, pulling him toward you as you slowly lay back against the bed. “Goodnight..honey” Eric’s smirk widened, “you finally called me a sweet name” this will take some getting used to but it’s so worth it.

[maroonskiesfrvr]

𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑡! 𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 : 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 3

𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 3: 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒!

part 1 here part 2 here

fem! afab! reader, toxic-ish sukuna, hurt/comfort, sweet! reader, eventual smut, language, mature content, substance use

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who spends the next few days after getting your Instagram stalking you.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna you has a stupid small smile on his face as he taps through your stories. there's ones with you beside friends, some of you alone where you're smiling so brightly at the camera. then there's pictures of sunsets and cafes and bookstores.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna listens to each song you have posted with careful precision, trying to somehow figure something about you through it.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who realises he's going insane. he's never been this obsessed with anyone, ever. he was a hookup kind of guy. the kind who took a girl home after a party and forgot her name the next day. he was definitely not someone who spent 30 minutes dissecting a singular story of a girl holding a cat.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna feels stuck. he's not sure if he should send you a message or try and forget all of this. he's never asked out a girl on a date. his "dates" consisted of locked rooms and clothes on the floor, with no "good-morning" texts the next day.

»-♡→ you on the other hand, were freaking out much more than he knew.

"girl I'm telling you, he's just trying to fuck."

that's what your friend told you after you explained what happened. that ryomen sukuna, star stoic fuck boy of the biggest frat on campus, asked for your instagram. and the weirdest thing, he seemed more nervous than you.

"i don't know...he seemed like, I don't know, sincere?"

"the only thing sincere about that man is his good looks, everything else is a lie."

»-♡→ so you decide to test something out. you get ready one day after school and take a few cute pictures. with the perfect song to go with it, you post on your story.

»-♡→ when you stalked ryomens instagram, there honestly wasn't much. a few gym pictures, some pictures of the city at night, and of course, his car.

»-♡→ you nervously wait for him to view your story, checking every few minutes like a maniac.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who's sitting on a couch at the frat house, his frat brothers surrounding him.

"bro, just fucking text her, why are you being a pussy all of a sudden."

that was gojo, of course. him and sukuna were either fighting like enemies l or getting along like birth brothers.

"it's not that simple," sukuna mumbles.

"you have a million girls in your phone, how is this one any different?"

geto was good at pointing out the obvious. and yea, sukuna did have lots of girls on his phones. at any moment he could text any of of them and ask her to come over for a quick hookup. but for some reason, he hasn't been feeling it lately. maybe he was cursed.

"maybe he actually likes this one," nanami says.

now that pissed sukuna off. he got up from the couch, pushing gojo out of his way.

"oohh, looks like he does!"

that earned gojo an elbow in the gut. as gojo cursed him out, sukuna retreated to his room.

why the fuck was he acting like this? why couldn't he just send her a simple message. just two letters, hi.

and then comes the notif. she posted. was it weird he had her notifs on? probably. did he care? nah.

he clicks on the notification, and displayed on his screen is a picture he thinks is worthy to be his wallpaper. it's a mirror selfie, her hair is done up, her smile so adorable he has to look away for a second. and she's clad in a light pink cardigan.

now what he wanted to do was message her and say "let me take you out i swear i'll treat you good". but he knew that might scare you away. you didn't seem like the type of girl who'd want his attention like that. and for some reason that made him harder than the girls who would drape themselves on his lap.

but he had to do something. he had to let you know one way or another. so he pulls a middle schooler move, and likes your story. and then he shuts his phone off and throws it under his bed. fuck this, he needed to shut his brain off. he takes gojo on an offer from earlier, and heads to the campus bar.

»-♡→ you're scrolling on your phone when you get the notification.

ryomen.su liked your story

»-♡→ you get up so fast you hurt your neck. what is he playing at? you call your friends right away, but instead of excited squealing, they repeat the same mantra of , "he's just trying to fuck."

»-♡→ and so your friends decided, to get your mind off of this, you should go to the bar with them. the bar totally was't your vibe, but waiting for frat boys to like your story wasn't either. so you got up, shook your head, and got ready.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna is already the life of the party. he's pouring shots down the throats of girls who would do anything for his attention. he's laughing and roughhousing with gojo and geto. clad in low waist sweats and a black muscle tee, he's in his element. that is until you walk in.

»-♡→ up until now, he's seen you as cute, adorable even. but when you walk in wearing jeans and a top he could only describe as murder, he almost drops his drink.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna came here to get his mind off of you, not to want to get on you.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna downed his drink in one go; he shouldn't be thinking these things about you. for some reason, it makes him feel gross to think of you like something to have.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna watches you enter the bar with unease. your friends immediately start mingling, while you stand beside them, offering small quips of conversation here and there. he knows you haven't noticed him yet.

»-♡→ and then you do. you spot him leaning against the bar counter, next to some other frat guys, girls surrounding them. the eye contact makes your stomach drop, and you have to look away quickly.

"guys! what is he doing here?!"

your friends spot him and start freaking out, "go talk to him!"

"weren't you guys against this?"

"girl, with the way he's looking at you, you need to get your ass over there."

your friends didn't even need to say anything though, because soon enough his large frame is making its way towards you.

all you can think is, oh my god oh my god oh my god.

and then he's there, right in front of you.

"didn't think you'd be here."

"yea, not usually my kind of place."

he takes a moment to think, still staring down at you.

"then let's get out of here."

huh?

"what?"

he leans down to your ear. you feel his warm breath against it, and a slight shiver goes up your spine.

"let's leave, we can find something more your vibe."

your friends are throwing up big thumbs up behind him, and you try not to giggle. from the bar counter, you see his frat brothers staring at the two of you, nudging each other and laughing.

what had you gotten yourself into?

"sure."

the smile on ryomens face can only be described as erotic. one side is more lifted than the other, a sharp canine in view, as well as a dimple.

he leads you out of the bar with a hand hovering at your lower back. he's not touching you, but you feel the energy from how close he is to you.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who is so nervous he's sweating. why was he nervous?

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who walks in complete silence for the first few minutes, staring at anything but you.

»-♡→ you finally break the silence, "i have a question."

»-♡→ fuck, he thinks. he should have said something first. why couldn't he even look at you?

»-♡→ he hums in response. "why did you even talk to me, i know the type of girls you surrounce yourself with, and, to be blunt, they're not like me."

»-♡→ frat! sukuna wish he knew the answer to this himself. he takes some time to think, then answers with complete sincerity.

"not to come off a corny but-" he swallows, "that's exactly why."

"what do you mean?"

"i've always been around people like me. loud and crazy and fucking annoying. no one has ever been disciplined. and i guess when i saw you... it was something different."

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who feels like he's walking outside of his body. he doesn't even feel his own words coming out of his mouth.

»-♡→ now you're silent. he nervously glances at you, wondering if he said the wrong thing."

"are you just looking for sex?"

»-♡→ frat! sukuna trips, literally trips.

"w-what?!" he splutters, "no! who the fuck told you that?"

"no one! it's just because... your reputation," you say the last part quietly.

»-♡→ frat! sukuna who knew his reputation would come back one day to bite him in the ass. he just didn't think it was because he finally had a normal crush on a normal girl.

"yea, there's not much i can say to defend that," he stops walking and finally, finally, turns to face you.

to say he was handsome would be an understatement. his face and body sculpted, his features perfectly placed on his face. his blush colored hair sat atop his head with messy precision.

"if you give me a chance, even just one date, i can show you i'm not as horrible as everyone says. and i won't touch you, promise," and then he smirks that thigh clecnching smirk again, "unless you want me to of course."

you softly smack his chest, "shut up, weirdo."

he laughs, a low rumble that goes straight to your core.

»-♡→ you and frat! sukuna stand there for a while, under the campus trees, as the sun slowly sets.

"i guess it's worth a try," you say.

"i'll treat you like no other, princess."

princess. now that you could get used to.

"ew, don't call me that."

»-♡→ frat! sukuna and you ended up walking for another hour, talking about this and that, until he finally dropped you to your dorm with a soft goodbye.

»-♡→ neither of you was in each other's orbit, but something about being so different made you want to come closer.

»-♡→ and you both fell asleep that night, wondering where it would lead. would he break your heart and you'd learn your lesson that all frat boys fuck, or was her seriously different?"

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part 4...?

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[jeante13]

Just me and my Madonna obsession against the world.

[angelkissesox]

I cannot stop listening to her as of late

[brainsanalysis-deactivated20210]

Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

[kiraavi]

Shawn Hatosy - Quinn App Promo 4/4

[silksepia]

you can tell whose heart is really into old men by whether or not they think abbot’s night shift chant is cringe… that’s a gen x man, it’s endearing as hell to real old man lovers

[angelkissesox]

Nurse Dana and her sweetheart:¨ ·.· ¨:⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . 𐙚

Dana had just got home after a very long shift in the Pitt yet— something wasn’t right. As she slipped her shoes off and hung up her purse she stopped to listen— nothing. “Honey? Where are ya?” She called out for you— you who eagerly greet her everyday with a kiss and tea.

Upon not getting a response she began to travel toward your shared bedroom. Knocking on the door before entering. No lights on except for soft candlelight the pooled from the en-suite bathroom.

She leaned against the doorway, still in her scrubs with a soft smile as she watched you sit in a lavender scented bubble bath. Tears running down your cheeks as you sipped a glass of wine— another glass along with the wine bottle set next to the tub.

She slinked out of her scrubs and sunk behind you in the bath— running her hands through your wet hair. Allowing the warm water and lavender to welcome her before she spoke.

“What’s got my sweet girl in tears? Hm?” This seemed to fucking break the dam as you began to just wail in her arms. She welcomed you so naturally and whispered praise in your ears as she allowed you to release all these feelings.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Once your tears subsided, you finally responded. “Today was so draining. My 10 year old cancer patient is now on hospice..I-i did everything for that little girl and I- failed her..” she held you so close and tight only small tears could fall.

“You are a great doctor. You did all you could my love. do NOT blame yourself for this tragedy. Do you understand me? You are my wife and I know you inside and out— you did everything HUMANLY possible. i love you.”

As she held your face in her hands with that serious yet silly face she makes when she needs you to understand, You kissed her softly as more tears fell. Dana was quick to kiss you back, tongues dancing together in a tragic poem.

As you pulled away— a string of saliva connecting you both, you mumbled softly, “thank you for always being my rock..” she chuckled softly before lighting a cigarette and taking a drag— “yeah well what did our vows say? For better or for worse. You mean everything to me angel.”

[angelkissesox]

Dr shen and his favorite barista

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You just started working at the Dunkin’ Donuts by this hospital which means lots of traction and you’re always super busy. You got the job on the basis of ‘I’m a poor hungry college kid if I don’t get this I’ll starve’ so yeah that’s how you have now ended up here.

Having spilled an iced coffee on one of their regulars. Since you started working a week ago, Dr.Shen or John as he asked you to call him, comes in everyday for a latte before his shift at the hospital. You figured he came often since everyone knew and greeted him. His eyes searched your face before pausing—

“You’re really pretty. Are you new?” This made your cheeks heat up. “Uhm- y-yeah I am—NEW I mean…” he chuckled to himself before telling you his order. This id exactly how it’s been for about a week. Today however he upped the anti— “hey you. I’m off next Thursday and I was wondering if I could treat you to breakfast?” You figured he could see the confusion on your face which made him chuckle, “like as a date. I think you’re gorgeous and funny so I figured why not ask?”

This is how his iced latte ended up on him, you, and the floor. You went to hand it to him and in your daze of listening to him you hadn’t put the top on all the day. “Omg I’m so sorry— what the f- omg” you instinctively grabbed a bunch of napkins and started dabbing at his clothes.

His gently grabbed your wrists and leaned in, “oh well now you have to go to breakfast with me, but seriously only if you want to sweetheart”. Feeling his thumbs softly rub your hands made your stomach flutter. It didn’t take me to have you blushing and exchanging numbers with him.

You also comped him a new iced coffee and spent the rest of the day—after cleaning the mess—excited and buzzed about your new crush.

[angelkissesox]

You were currently sat on the couch, legs rested in Conrad’s lap— eating ice cream and watching one of many old movies the summer house had lying around. You didn’t feel the need to look up until you felt a burning sensation targeting the side of your face.

“Why are you watching me like some creep?”

“Because you’re beautiful” he answered with a goofy smile like it was the most obvious answer. “Shut up” you chuckled as you continued to eat your ice cream and watch your movie.

Yeah your boyfriend can be so cheesy at times but you absolutely adore him.