Please may I have a Fairy tail headcanon part 2 of being the younger brother of Gray Fullbuster age 11 who is exactly like Harry Potter and everything..he is S class material and a member of Team Natsu and Fairy tail..when he and Wendy Marvell were actually a Canon couple. It is Platonic still. Wendy was braver enough to go near enemy Wizards which was a habit she had from him and the younger Fullbuster is actually more willing to apologise. It was proof that they are Canon in Edolas as well considering Ash's older counterpart and the grown up Wendy were a couple there...then Edolas Wendy and Ash had a little boy named Ame who is cute (in the 100 years Quest that was) but he was shy. The Ship name of Wendy Marvell and Ash Fullbuster is Asendy but it is platonic in Earthland still. (Danger followed Wendy too..).
How would Gray Fullbuster and Carla react to this young love and everything
How would Team Natsu react as well..
*Let's just call the little Fullbuster Ash to make things easier*
It is officially in the works! I'll get it finished as soon as I can (I'm taking a lot of peper-heavy classes this semester so it might take some time, but I'm working on it!)
Please may I have Fairy tail platonic headcanons of Gray Fullbuster with a little brother age 11 who is exactly like Harry Potter with Harry Potter's personality as well as Harry Potter's personality flaws and everything from the Harry Potter films. He is undeniably a sweet kid and he is a ice mage like Gray as well and he is a member of Team Natsu and a member of Fairy tail. Admittedly he is S class material and he is better than Gray at ice magic and everything and he is a kind boy...and very polite. He doesn't find Danger..it seemed to find him. He was willing to stand up to extremely powerful enemy Wizards to protect his friends no matter what the cost may be..it was a risk and it means asking for death but he is a Fairy tail wizard and if it means he can protect his friends so be it.
Team Natsu's relationship with Gray's sweet little brother.
Gray's relationship with his baby brother
Juvia's relationship with Gray's little brother
Fluffy as well.
Oh man, it’s been a while since I’ve read the books and movie Harry is so different from book Harry. But yes! Of course! Fairy Tail is my favorite anime, it was the first long series I started and even if some people call it childish, I still love it. I honestly wish more people wrote for Fairy Tail. Maybe I'll write some more self-indulgent imagines/headcanons or something after.
A/N:
That being said, I am terribly sorry for how long this has taken me. I've been struggling with uni lately which just creates horrid writer's block not to mention just makes me so unmotivated to write in general.
But it's done! And I really hope it's to your liking! I address Gray's younger brother as Little Fullbuster but I honestly could see him named something like Ash or Sterling, just something that fits the colour scheme of Gray and Silver.
Warnings:
none! Well, slight spoilers if you haven't seen/read much of the series but nothing really major also, not proofread
Let’s see…
General headcanons
Adored by the entire guild, obviously, how could Gray’s younger brother not be
Looks like a miniature Gray, same black hair, same dark blue eyes
Only difference really is his personality
Unlike Gray’s cold exterior, his little brother is an absolute sweetheart
I can see him making ice sculptures for friends
He’s so much stronger than Gray but so humble about it too
For an 11-year-old he’s so mature (but trauma will do that to a person 😭)
Speaking of trauma though, Little Fullbuster was only a toddler when Deliora attacked
Despite his sweetness, he can be a sarcasm god
Constantly throws witty quips in the conversation
Little Fullbuster learnt magic from Gray rather than Ur
Gray wanted his brother to be able to protect himself and magic was the best way he knew how
Little Fullbuster is pretty stubborn
When he wants to go on a specific mission he usually ends up going
Like Galuna Island
Gray was adamant his brother would stay behind
Little Fullbuster ended up going anyways, following Gray secretly
Natsu welcomed him happily after knocking out Gray
Natsu knows when to put a foot down though when it comes to Gray’s younger brother
He made Little Fullbuster stay behind with the villagers when he and the others went to explore
Relationship headcanons – Gray
Little Fullbester’s sarcasm really shines when he’s with Gray
G: “I don’t care where I get hurt, as long as my in juries are visible” LF: “Clearly, cause you can’t prove your stories otherwise” or something witty like that (I personally am not good at sarcasm 😔)
Gray can be overprotective of Little Fullbuster
Won’t let him go on some missions with the rest of team Natsu because it’s too dangerous
Struggles to let him go on missions without him
Gray honestly doesn’t know what he’d do if he lost his younger brother, they’re all each other have left (aside from their found family in Fairy Tail)
Little Fullbuster sometimes feels smothered by Gray, they fight about it sometimes
Little Fullbuster full on believes he’s capable of taking care of himself, and he is, to an extent, he’s still just a child
Gray doesn’t know how to get that through his brother’s head
Their fights don’t usually involve yelling, more like a lot of passive-aggressive comments or choices/actions
For example, Little Fullbuster has a habit of holding Gray’s eye contact while asking Natsu to train with him and complimenting him because he knows it’ll irk Gray
Little Fullbuster always ends up feeling bad about his petty choices and Gray usually feels bad about how the conflict was handled
They always make up, sometimes without apologies (I feel like this is a really common sibling thing, my sister and I never apologized to each other after fights), but sometimes one or the other would cave and apologize
They are both really grateful to have each other as brothers (not that they would ever admit it out-loud) and where one brother is, the other usually isn’t far behind
Gray struggles with the fact that his younger brother is stronger than him
It’s not because he’s insecure or anything
It’s just because he’s scared he’ll lose his brother
He trusts his brother is capable
But he’s scared something underhanded could happen
Like if it comes to a fight, Little Fullbuster fights fairly, but his opponent might not have the same morals as fairy tail wizards
Relationship headcanons – Team Natsu
The whole team knows little Fullbuster is more than capable of taking care of himself
Doesn’t stop them from hovering or worrying all the time
Lucy mothers him the most
Totally sees him as the little brother she never had
Erza trains with him without holding back
Natsu gets along with him way better than Gray
Natsu is actually willing to ask little Fullbuster to train with him to improve both of their quirks
Happy likes to think he’s a wiser older brother to little Fullbuster
Invites him out fishing so he can share his “words of wisdom”
To which Lucy usually comments on with a roll of her eyes or a quip about any “words of wisdom” Happy told her in the past
Wendy and Little Fullbuster are close in age and get along really well
Carla and Gray aren't too happy about it, especially with Happy's constant, "he's in love"
Wendy and Little Fullbuster honestly ignore Happy and all their older guildmates who comment things like "won't they make the cutest couple?"
The two train together a lot since they get along so well
Relationship headcanons – Juvia
Juvia is in love with how sweet he is
In turn, little Fullbuster tries his hardest to get Juvia together with Gray
Already sees Juvia as an older sister of sorts
Usually goes to her when he’s upset about something Gray did
They bake together for Gray
Juvia teaches him how to make her Gray dolls and weather dolls
Little Fullbuster starts making Gray dolls and leaving them in the most ominous places to freak his brother out
It’s Little Fullbuster’s favorite thing
Little Fullbuster is always there for Juvia
He knows full well that his brother isn’t oblivious to her feelings
He feels bad about it and really tries to be there for her without getting involved
Because he also knows that Gray is interested in Juvia, he just doesn’t know to what extent
Juvia never asks him to do anything to help her pursue Gray
She doesn’t ask him if Gray’s ever told him anything about her, she respects boundaries
But she does complain about her failed attempts
Which just makes Little Fullbuster kick himself mentally because his brother is just so emotionally constipated it’s so aggravating
But he stays out of it, it’s not his job
Though he would love if Juvia were to officially become his older sister
Relationship headcanons – danger
Little Fullbuster really has no control over it
It’s just that everywhere he goes, something happens
Danger follows him like a bad cold
Little Fullbuster has grown accustomed to something going wrong on jobs that puts his life in danger
He’s used to powerful wizards finding him during combat
This doesn’t worry him, not usually
Little Fullbuster is more than happy, well not happy, he’s more than willing to risk his life for his guild, they practically raised him after all
Gray isn’t as willing
The amount of grey hairs that he’s grown due to constantly worrying lol
Nor is he pleased with his brother’s attitude on the matter
Actually, you know the scene in Harry Potter where Professor McGonagall is like,
“Why is it when something happens, it is always you three?” and Ron’s just like, “Believe me professor, I’ve been asking myself the same question for 6 years”
Yeah, but Makarov and Little Fullbuster
Given this unfortunate circumstance, Little Fullbuster has gotten really good at thinking on his feet
*possible spoilers* Like in the Tower of Heaven, when Simon was ‘aiming’ for Gray, rather than creating an ice copy of himself, Little Fullbuster was there in seconds, physically putting himself in between Simon and Gray and Juvia while simultaneously building ice copies of all three of them before Gray even thinks to do the same
Little Fullbuster is just so smart and quick, his incredibly skilled and it offers Gray some relief (not a lot tho because danger following your sibling everywhere is no walk in the park)
Here you are love, I'm sorry it took so long, uni started and I got covid at the same time so I was out of commission for a while. But it's here at last.
Kiri x tall, southern fem reader. All fluff. gif not mine. Just a small warning, I'm not southern, I'm not even from the USA (Canadian all the way) so I'm sorry if the southern accent isn't well written or obvious.
You lie on your back in your room. Classes ended around a little over an hour ago and you just finished a shower. Your hair is wrapped up in a towel on the top of your head. You hold your phone above you as you scroll through social media.
A knock echoes from your door and you sit up.
“Come in,” you call, it sounds like a drawl with your accent.
The door is pushed open, and Kirishima pokes his head in.
“Hey,” he smiles.
You smile at your boyfriend as he steps into your room and closes the door behind him.
“Hey,” you return, “what’s up?”
“Nothing much, just missed your voice,” he sighs.
He crosses to your bed and plops down beside you. You shake your head with a smile but let him crawl towards you. You lie back down and Kirishima lies with his head against your chest.
“You saw me an hour ago,” you giggle.
He smiles but refuses to answer, hoping you’ll continue talking.
You sigh and start playing with his hair, gingerly twirling the tips of the red locks.
“You’re so spoiled,” you sigh.
“You only say that because you’re the one who spoils me.”
You roll your eyes.
“Will you talk? I want to hear your voice.”
“Alright,” you agree with a sigh.
You begin to talk, there’s nothing on your mind in particular so you decide to just rant about the day. You complain about the homework Aizawa assigned and the unfortunate bump into Monoma from class 1-b. You talk about how you hung out with Pony earlier that day, finding relief in speaking your native language again.
Nearly an hour later both you and your boyfriend receive a text from the class groupchat.
“Supper time,” you sigh.
Kirishima whines in reluctance as he rolls off you to release you.
“Don’t be like that,” you laugh.
You stand from the bed and pull the towel off your hair. You hang it up and turn back around to see Kirishima’s gotten to his feet as well.
You smile at the sight and cross to him. You pull him into a hug, resting your cheek on the top of his head before lowering to place a kiss on his cheek.
“You’re so cute,” you smirk.
You release Kirishima and walk to the door.
“Come on,” you beckon, “let’s go eat.”
You open the door for Kirishima who walks through. He takes your hand in the hallway and you entwine your fingers with his.
“Wanna play video games after supper?” Kirishima asks.
“Yes sir,” you drawl, purposely emphasizing your accent to see blush creep across Kirishima’s cheeks.
A/N: Hello! A little birdie told me that people taking requests for Harry Potter characters is rare. That being said, I'd like you all to know that my asks and requests are open, please feel free to request something!
Summary: It's the week following the full moon and your boyfriend Remus is recuperating from the transformation. Like always, you and your second boyfriend Sirius disagree on methods of recovery.
Warnings: swearing, NSFW, P in V, threesome, poly!wolfstar, creampie, double penetrations, somnophilia.
It’s quiet in your little summer home. The windows are open, letting in the symphony of crickets and frogs outside. That and the smell of the ocean breeze is the whole reason you still drag your boyfriends out to the cottage by the sea.
Well, that, and the seclusion.
Every few weeks, the three of you leave the comfort of London to spend two weeks away from civilization. Each two weeks are split in two again. The first, leading up to the full moon; and the second is spent in recovery.
You and Sirius stand in the hallway just outside the shared bedroom. You both watch the large bed, wondering what you can do to help Remus. You’ve never seen eye to eye when it comes to helping your boyfriend. Sirius has a… more active approach to help Remus while your approach is more comforting.
Remus lies in bed, the blankets pulled up over his head as he hides himself from the world.
Sirius steps into the room, gathering the dinner plate you brought Remus earlier. You let out a quiet sigh and smile at the empty dishes.
“He ate this time,” Sirius states once he joins you in the hall again.
“Good.”
You follow Sirius to the kitchen and grab the kettle from a drawer beneath the stove.
“What are you putting on?”
You fill the kettle in the kitchen sink before setting it on the stove top and turning it on.
“I just thought I’d put on some hot chocolate. Do you want to grab the chocolate bars from the cupboard too?”
“Sure.”
Sirius opens the pantry and finds the chocolate bars Remus always brings along. While waiting for the water to boil, you grab the breakfast tray from another cupboard. You set it on the counter for Sirius to set the chocolate bars.
“Merlin y/n, what do you need that for?”
You shoot him a glare as you open the fridge.
“I’m going to take care of him,” you defend, “he likes chocolate and I bought some fresh strawberries in the market today. So, I’ll mix the two.”
You pull out the container of strawberries you washed earlier that day.
“Can you get a mug and add two spoons of the hot chocolate powder?”
He sighs but does as I ask.
“I still think you coddle him too much. He just spent a week refusing sex because he was too scared, he’d hurt us. So, we should take care of his sexual needs, he’s pent up.”
You point to the bedroom, pointing to your boyfriend still hiding under the covers.
“Does that look like someone pent up to you?” You ask, your eyebrow raised. “You know how hard it is on him.”
“And I know how hard he gets.”
You roll your eyes. The whistling kettle stops you from carrying the conversation further.
“Can you get that please? Fill the mug and fix it the way he likes it.”
Sirius turns off the stove and fills the mug with the boiling water. You dance around each other in the kitchen, both occupied completing your own tasks. Soon, you’ve decorated the breakfast tray with a bowl of strawberries, a separate, smaller bowl of warm melted chocolate, two chocolate bars, and a mug of sweet hot chocolate.
You carry the tray back down the hall and to your shared bedroom. Sirius follows behind, still willing to follow your lead despite your differences.
“Remus?” you call softly as you step into the room. “Are you awake?”
Sirus steps around you and crouches at the side of the bed by Remus’s head. Sirius gently pulls the blanket back.
Remus blinks his eyes open. He looks to Sirius and then you before slowly sitting up.
“Morning sleeping beauty,” Sirius smirks.
“Hey,” Remus greets.
You smile as you step forwards with the tray.
“We brought you some sweets.” You set the tray over his lap. “Chocolate, we know how much you like it.”
Remus stares at the prepared food and drink. He reaches for a strawberry, smiling softly as he takes a test bite.
“Thank you,” he whispers.
“Anything for you, love,” Sirius stands and presses a kiss to Remus’s temple. “But it was all y/n’s idea so give her the credit.”
You crawl onto the bed and scooch up close to Remus.
“How are you feeling?” you ask.
“Better now,” Remus answers, pecking your lips softly.
“I’m glad. Now eat, you gotta get your strength back.”
Sirius climbs onto bed beside you, sandwiching you between your boyfriends.
“How about a movie?” Sirius suggests.
“Yeah, that sounds good,” Remus agrees.
“What do you want to watch?” you question.
The three of you each propose something different and debate which to choose. Eventually you suggest one of your favorite movies and the two boys agree. Sirius gets up to set it up, complaining about how difficult the muggle machine was to work before returning beside you and Remus turns the tv on with the remote on the bedside table beside him.
You lie between the two, leaning against Remus while Sirius leans against you. Remus turns the light off with his wand and the tv illuminates the room.
Every now and then you or Sirius would yell at the characters on the screen and Remus would laugh at your foolishness before offering a strawberry or a piece of his chocolate bars. It didn’t take long for him to finish the food and his drink.
Once he moved the tray onto the floor and readjusted his position he held you closer to him. The new position lulling you to sleep, and the gentle circles Sirius massaged against your thigh didn’t help.
“I worried her again, didn’t it?” Remus asks quietly once he was sure you were out cold.
Sirius looks over to find Remus staring at your sleeping figure. He brushes your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear.
“Nothing we can do about that,” Sirius sighs. “I actually like it when she fuses over us. Her face will get all red and pouty if we don’t listen. It’s so cute. Plus, she spends all her time in the kitchen cooking for us.”
“I love when she makes us food.”
Sirius watches as your chest rises and falls. His eyes drift to your sides, tracing your curves with his gaze. His gaze lingers on your chest; one of the straps to your tank top has slid off your shoulder and your breasts peak out from underneath.
He glances up from you to see Remus doing the same thing, studying you, creating shameless fantasies in his head. Sirius smirks.
“You can touch her you know,” Sirius states. “You know we’ve all talked about it before. She doesn’t mind.”
Remus chews on his bottom lip.
“You know what, you’re tired. Let me do all the work.”
Sirius pushes himself onto his knees and shuffles carefully around you until he settles in between you and Remus. He carefully hooks his fingers around your pajama shorts and tugs them downwards. You sleep unaware.
Remus follows Sirius’s lead and pushes the straps of your tiny little tank top off your shoulders and down your arms until he pushes the entire shirt down around your stomach. He ogles your breasts. No matter how many times he’s seen them, they never get old, he thinks he’ll always favor them. He rolls himself onto his stomach and presses a gentle kiss to your breast while massaging the other with his hand.
Sirius busied himself tracing up and down your clothed crotch. He watches with half-lidded eyes as the colour of your underwear darkens where he runs his finger.
He pushes your underwear aside and runs his finger through your slick before gently prodding and pushing in through your folds. Both boys freeze as your shift in your sleep. They wait a few tense seconds, silence beating like drums as they wait.
Finally, Sirius continues. He curls his finger inside you before slipping a second in and scissoring you.
“She’s so wet,” Sirius smirks, glancing up at Remus. “I think she’s ready. Roll onto your back and get undressed. “
Remus listens to the instructions and returns to his back. He pushes his pants down but keeps his t-shirt on. Sirius grabs the pants once they’re around his ankles and pulls them off the rest of the way. Sirius undresses himself after, stripping himself bare naked.
“You ready?” Sirius asks.
Remus nods.
Sirius pulls your underwear off and throws them away. Then moves to your side and lifts you by your waist. He turns you around until he has you settled in his arms. Your head hangs limp to the side and your legs are bent over his arm. He carries you around to Remus’s side of the bed and lowers you onto your knees.
He moves you little by little then with Remus’s help, manipulating your position until you sit straddling Remus, leaning backwards against Sirius’s chest who straddles Remus behind you.
Sirius reaches around you and wraps his hand around Remus’s dick, giving it a few quick pumps before pulling away again, much to Remus’s disappointment.
“I’m going to lift her now, okay?”
Remus nods.
Sirius does as he said and lifts you up by your underarms. If he wasn’t so turned on, he’d be surprised at the weight. You were light as a feather to him, but now you’re practically dead weight and there’s a difference.
“You have to guide yourself in as I lower her back down,” Sirius instructs.
“Go ahead. I’m lined up.”
Sirius slowly lowers you back down again. Remus lets out a soft whimper as your vagina swallows his tip. The sound makes Sirius painfully harder. He control the speed at which Remus pushes inside and he smirks.
Sure, he should let him go at his own speed, but he always did think Remus liked slow and passionate a bit too much.
Sirius forces you all the way down. Remus almost cries as your insides squeeze him, the warmth and wetness close to driving him mad.
“Merlin’s beard,” he pants, “what’d you do that for?”
Sirius gives Remus, “what? You didn’t like it?”
Remus glares at the pureblood.
“You know that’s not what I meant.”
Sirius shrugs and releases your figure. He runs his hands along the sides of your frame and down to your thighs.
“Are you ready for the fun part?” he asks.
Remus smirks and nods.
Sirius grabs the bottom of your thighs and pulls your knees to your chest. He holds them there securely and slowly lifts you up before lowering you back down again.
Remus whimpers again, throwing his head backwards into the pillows.
Sirius picks up the pace, lifting and lowering you in a quick rhythm. He makes a note to brag about this to Prongs later.
Sirius watches Remus while kissing your shoulders and neck. He watches how Remus writhes from the pleasure, grasping and squeezing the bedsheets before letting them go only to grab them again. He arches his back softly before lowering it back onto the bed over and over again.
Remus on the other hand, isn’t aware of it at all. His eyes are screwed shut as he whines and moans.
“Hey, eyes open, you know how much she likes being watched.” Sirius speaks up.
Remus opens his eyes and it takes everything in him not to cum. Your head is lolled back and rests against Sirius’s shoulder while the man kisses your neck hungrily. Despite his attention to your neck, he holds Remus’s gaze with the smirk you both fell in love with.
Unbeknownst to your boyfriends, you’ve started to stir. Still dreaming, only now aware you’re dreaming. You always have been a restless sleeper, tonight was no different. So, you try to move in your sleep, but your legs are pinned to your chest. You try to roll over, but you can’t seem to move.
The heavy haze of sleep starts to lift.
Remus has started to buck his hips upwards in rhythm with Sirius.
“Bloody hell, I can’t wait anymore,” Sirius growls.
He keeps manipulating you up and down but more controlled now and slightly slower. His attention is now on himself as he himself up.
Remus keeps bucking his hips, he stars up at your sleeping face and his heart swoons. His eyebrows knit in confusion soon after though as he notices you start twitching. Soon you blink your eyes open.
Your head’s full with fuzzy cobwebs, confusing you, but still, you’re sure you’re no where near how you fell asleep. You wonder if you’re even in the same room as before.
Before you have time to completely wake up, the familiar unraveling sensation takes control of your senses and you cum. Sirius pushes himself in from behind with a loud hiss, purposefully missing your asshole and stretching your pussy.
Remus can’t figure out what sound you made. It sounded like a mix of pleasure and pain. Your eyes are wide open now and you press your palm flat against his stomach to support yourself.
Remus moans loudly as he cums, painting your insides white, mixing with your own.
Sirius thrusts in and out, chasing his own high now and overstimulating you and Remus. Both of your moans and whines fall deaf on Sirius’s ears.
Sirius’s thrusts become sloppy, and they lose their rhythm.
Remus cums a second time and Sirius follows suit. The warmth and overstimulation drives you over the edge soon after, the tight ball in your lower stomach bursting, sending jolts of electricity throughout your body.
Sirius pulls out only after he’s caught his breath. He’s about to lift you off when you fall forwards onto Remus.
“Are you alright?” Remus asks, brushing the bangs stuck to your sweaty forehead away.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Sirius nods, “I think that was the best sex we’ve had in a long time,” he chuckles.
“I wasn’t talking to you,” Remus smirks.
You make yourself comfortable in his arms, still refusing to separate from him.
“Yeah, I’m alright,” you nod against him.
“Bloody hell, you’re awake!?” Sirius exclaims.
“Yeppers,” you sigh. “Awake but tired.”
Sirius lies down and sandwiches you in between both boys again.
“When did you wake up?”
“Like, right before you stuffed me overfull.”
“Did you like it?” Remus asks.
You smile up at him contently.
“Yeah, I did.”
Remus kisses the top of your head gently.
“I’m glad. Why don’t you go back to sleep. Sirius and I will take care of the mess.”
“Alright,” you hum.
Sirius sits up and lifts you off Remus. He carries you to the bathroom where he wipes you down with a warm cloth. Remus strips the bed of its sheets and changes them while you’re in the bathroom.
When Sirius returns, he sets you down gently on the clean bed and Remus tucks you in. Both boys give you a final kiss for the night.
“Sweet dreams, y/n” Remus smiles. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Sirius adds quickly.
“I love you both too,” you whisper, “thank you.”
The boys leave for the bathroom and clean themselves up. They return to see you fast asleep in the middle of the big bed.
Hum I’d like to share my thoughts on Poly!Wolfstar fucking their girlfriend as she’s sleeping. But wait because I’m having the dirtiest idea ever, feel free to not answer me if it’s too much !
Imagine it’s just after the full moon so Remus is kinda weak but Sirius wants to help him, and so do you. But you both want to help him in different ways: you bring him hot chocolate, chocolate bar, cuddle him and tell him how beautiful he is, while Sirius wants to help him by getting him a good fuck ! Does it make sense ?? Sorry lol
Coming to that somno thought because I’m a WHORE for somno + manhandling. So while your sleeping, in your own little world, Sirius would get you all worked up, fingering you and all, just so Remus can fit his dick in your warm and tiny hole. Except that he’s too tired to actually fuck you, so Sirius carry your limp body and just impale you on your boyfriend. I’m sorry I find this so hot 🥵
Any thoughts on it ????
First of all, @theysaidhush yes, you read that right😅 secondly, this makes sense! And thirdly, what a brilliant idea!!
I will get to work on writing (omg I'm so excited lol).
And like, just imagine waking up to Remus stuffing you full and before you can even get your bearings Sirius is helping himself, stretching you even wider because he doesn't want to be left out. Neither have any idea you're even awake until you climax.
I'm already imagining it, I shall tag you when I finish (shouldn't take me too long). Let me know though if what I've added isn't for you and I'll scratch it.
Yes it’s actually very rare 🥹 Do you write for Maurauders ? In marauders era ?
Hmm limits as in… smut limits ? Kinks you’re not comfortable writing about cuz I’m really REALLY perverted and I don’t wanna accidentally trigger you while writing a hard thought 👉👈
@theysaidhush Oh smut limits... let's see... the only things I'm really not comfortable writing is stuff like scat play or watersports (golden showers etc.) and rape play, that's a strict no.
Don't worry though, I'm a whore in theory. I'm comfortable writing bdsm (blindfolds, bondage, temperature play, sensory play etc.), dom/sub, praising and degradation, roleplay, breeding, cockwarming, ummm m/m pairings as well as f/f pairings, somnophilia (this is lowkey really hot to me), asphyxiation, voyeurism, begging, bimbofication, umm if there's something not listed (I can only think of so many on the spot) don't be afraid to ask about something in particular. I think of myself as really open and this is a judgement free space.
And yes, I'm comfortable writing for the Maurauders era (I would give anything to be sandwiched between Sirius and Remus😩)
I appreciate that you're aware writing some stuff could be triggering for me; if there's something I've forgotten to list that I'm uncomfortable with and you happen to ask for it, I'll let you know and if you're willing we can work around it so you can still get your fic.
Came across your masterlist and saw that you were taking requests and answering asks about Harry Potter ? This is sooo rare omg
First of all I’d like to know what’s off limit, what you’re not comfortable writing about ?
Have a great day 💕
P.S: Tag me when you answer or I won’t be able to see it pretty please 🫤
@theysaidhush of course love! (Open requests for Harry Potter are rare!? I had no idea 😅)
I'm still getting the hang of this so I dont know if this is the right way to answer but anyways...
Limits, I dont have many right now. I dont have any word limits. Ummmm as for what I'm comfortable with... pretty much anything? Broad, I know, but I'm comfortable with writing dabbles, headcanons, scenarios, series. And I'm also comfortable writing angst, fluff, smut, and anything in between.
Character wise, I'm willing to write for both male and female characters.
Again, I know this answer is sorta broad, but if theres something I didnt think of now I'll make sure to post an update on my limit and comfortability.
Thank you for the ask lovely! I hope you have a wonderful day 💕
This is a master list of who I'm willing to write for...
Please, send in requests if you have any, I would love to write for any of these shows/movies. I do have some in the works currently but still don't hesitate to send in any sort of requests, I'd be more than happy to write for you :)
~Anime~
My Hero Academia
Haikyuu!!
Snow White with the Red Hair
Kakegurui
Fairy Tail
Demon Slayer
Attack on Titan
~Others~
Marvel
Harry Potter
Criminal Minds
Twilight
How to Train Your Dragon
Avatar (not The Last Airbender though I love that series)
Summary: After receiving a disturbing gift from a stalker, reader takes the gift and its corresponding letter to her boyfriend in the BAU. The team think its best reader stays with Spencer until they catch the stalker. Reader struggles to fall asleep and asks for her boyfriend to cuddle with her. Reader and Spencer end up taking each other's virginities.
Word Count: 2.6k
Warnings: smut, 18+, fem!reader, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, loss of virginity, oral (f! receiving), praise kink, fluff sprinkled through out
A/N: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to creators of Criminal Minds. This is veryyyyyy different from my last post, but I haven’t really figured everything out yet so yeaah, thank you for reading anyways!
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I stare at the ceiling as I lie on my back. The room is dark, but I can still distinguish the colour above me to be white. I toss to my side and turn to my other, moving back and forth as I try to get comfortable.
I huff as I sit up, finally giving up after an hour of trying to sleep. I swing my legs to the side of the bed and push myself up. I grab Spencer’s bathrobe and just pull it closed in front of me rather than tying it.
I saunter to the door and open it, dragging my feet as I amble down the hall.
“Spencer,” I call, yawning.
“Hey, is everything okay?” He’s already making his way over from the couch.
Morgan watches in concern. I catch a glimpse of the case file the team builds for me.
“I can’t sleep,” I pout.
“Can’t shut your brain off?”
I nod.
“Can I do anything to help?”
“Can you come and stay with me?”
“Yeah, of course. You go back and get comfortable. I’ll join you in a minute.”
“Okay,” I yawn again. I rub my eye with my fist sleepily.
I turn around and wander back to the bedroom, hitting the wall by accident as I try to find the hall in the bright lights.
I return Spencer’s bathrobe where I found it and return to my side of the bed. I crawl under the blankets once more and wait for Spencer.
Maybe I should put a shirt on. Whenever he sleeps over, I wear a shirt. I haven’t told him yet that I prefer to sleep in the nude. Will he be uncomfortable?
“Hey baby,” Spencer whispers, “I’m here now.”
I watch as he closes the door behind him.
“Come snuggle?” I ask.
“Always.”
He pulls his shirt off as he approaches the bed. I watch him let it fall to the floor before pulling back the blankets on his side to crawl in.
I giggle softly, “I guess we both find sleeping with shirts uncomfortable.”
He chuckles, “but you always sleep with a…” he stares at my bare shoulders. His eyes lower to just above my chest which is still covered by the blanket. “You’re… you’re naked?”
“I can put a shirt on if you’re uncomfortable.”
“I mean, uncomfortable is not the right term…”
I smile sleepily. “Would you like to see them?”
His voice cracks as he tries and answer and he clears it before trying again. “Can I?”
I nod. I sit up, holding the blankets to my chest. After making myself comfortable, I lower the blankets.
Spencer immediately looks away. He looks at everything he can but my chest.
“It’s okay,” I reach out. I set my hand on the side of his face and guide him to look at me. “It’s okay.”
Slowly, he stares. His jaw drops slightly as his eyes study them. He reaches a hand before pulling it away.
“You can touch me, Spencer.”
“Are you sure?”
“I want you to,” I nod. I take his hands. “Your hands are the only ones I ever want to feel.”
I pull his hands to my chest slowly and set each hand on each breast. I let go after and he gives each breast a soft grope.
“… does it feel good?” he asks.
“Unfortunately, my breasts aren’t that sensitive. I wish they were but alas, they’re not. I can feel things, and sometimes if I’m lucky, I’ll get like this pleasant shock almost, but that’s really it.”
Spencer moves his thumb over my nipple which has stiffened from the cool temperature.
“Let me move,” I whisper, “into a more comfortable position.”
He pulls his hands back and waits. I move onto my knees and turn. I move onto Spencer’s lap, straddling him as I face his front. Spencer quickly plants his hands on my hips and pulls me right tight to him. He presses his face into the crook of my neck and kisses my skin. I let out a soft sigh and lean my head backwards while snaking my hands around his neck.
His hands loosen their hold on my waist, and he drags his fingers up my sides.
“You’re so beautiful,” Spencer whispers.
I run my fingers into his hair and pull on it, pulling his lips off my skin.
“Kiss me?” I ask breathlessly.
He immediately looks up and locks my lips with his. He kisses me rougher than any time before. I slip my tongue past my lips to tap his, asking for permission.
He parts his lips slightly and slips his tongue to meet mine.
I pull away to finally breathe before pressing my lips to the corner of his lips. I kiss him down his jaw to his neck. I pull on his hair again, pulling his head back to allow for more places to leave marks for him to discover tomorrow. The tug draws a whine from Spencer, and I can’t help the small grind of my hips.
He flips us suddenly, pulling a breathy gasp from me as my back lands on the soft sheets. He places himself between my legs, kissing, sucking, biting down my neck and quickly latching onto my chest. The blankets have folded backwards, allowing for more movement.
I arch my back with a shaky whine as he traps my nipple between his teeth, pulling on it.
“Looks like you just needed the right touch,” Spencer smirks.
“Only you can make me feel this way,” I affirm.
He smiles and begins kissing lower. He adores my stomach, showering it in kisses and bites, murmuring how beautiful it is and how much he loves that part of me. Then be presses a soft kiss above my underwear.
“Don’t stop,” I puff, “please don’t stop.”
“Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes.”
“Positive?”
“Yes Spencer. I want you to touch me. I want you to make love with me. I want you.”
“Alright.” I don’t need to see him to know he’s smirking. You can hear it in his voice.
He trails a finger down the center of my underwear and in between my legs. I squirm, fighting to keep my legs open.
He shimmies backwards on the bed before leaning down. He kisses the insides of my thighs as he works his way to the center. I let out a pathetic cry once he finally kisses me over my underwear.
“You’re soaking through your underwear,” he comments.
He sits up and hooks his fingers around my underwear. He slowly pulls them down, lifting my legs to pull them off completely. He pockets the fabric before lowering himself in between my legs again.
“Fuck (y/n), you’re so beautiful and wet.”
“Just for you,” I whimper.
His gaze flicks up to meet mine and he holds it as he moves forwards, pressing his lips to my clit finally.
“Fuck Spencer,” I moan.
He smiles before slipping his tongue out and rolling it around my clit. He then runs a finger between my nymphae and gently prodding until he slips it into pussy.
“You’re so warm,” he mutters against my clit.
I squirm. Moans and whines tumble through my lips. His finger feels so different from the toothbrush I use on my own. He curls his fingers forwards towards my belly button, and I gasp, arching my back suddenly and grabbing the bedsheets.
Spencer pulls his head away and stares at me like a deer in headlights.
“Did I hurt you!?” he exclaims.
“No!” I shout.
We stare at each other mirroring each other’s reaction. I tear my eyes away and stare at his finger still inside me.
“It felt… it felt good.” I meet his gaze again.
“It did?” A slow smile begins to creep across his face.
I nod. He now smiles widely. He stares where his finger disappears inside me and begins to curl his finger again. He lowers back down to play with my clit again. I fall back into the pillows as I weaken under his touch.
He slips in a second finger and continues to curl hid fingers, trying to find that spot from before. His constant toying with my clit winds me up and up and up. I whimper pathetically as I get so close.
“Spence,” I moan, “please, can I cum? Please?”
“Of course, baby, of course. Come on, you can do it, cum for me.”
He applies more pressure to my clit and finally, his fingers curl in that perfect spot and a wave of hot pleasure washes over me. I dig my heels into the mattress and arch my back in response as I moan loudly.
Spencer starts pumping his fingers in and he continues using his tongue on my clit to ride out my orgasm, only ceasing once I’ve finally stopped squirming. He pulls his fingers out and he sits up. He holds his fingers in front of him, staring at them.
“… you came,” he looks at me.
“I’ve never felt so good on my own,” I pant, “you make me feel so good.”
He looks back to his fingers with a coy smile. He lifts his fingers to his mouth and tentatively slides them inside. He makes a show of licking my slick off.
My pussy flutters at the presentation and I slowly push myself up with my elbows, resting on them. I sweep my gaze downwards, studying every single inch of his naked torso, finally noticing the tent in his pants.
“That must be painful,” I gesture, looking back up at him.
His cheeks turn pink, and he pulls his fingers from his mouth.
“Want me to give you a hand?”
“The only thing I want right now is to fuck you.”
“Then take your pants off,” I smirk.
He crawls off the bed and immediately pushes his plaid pants down. He steps out of them. I push up and crawl to the edge of the bed. I lean closer to Spencer and reach a hand to stabilize myself with his hip. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out to lick the length of his painfully stiff dick.
Spencer lets out a breathless gasp and he grabs my hair, knotting his fingers in it roughly. I catch his knees buckle from the simple act. I lift my other hand to his hip as well and tuck my fingers into the waistband of his boxers. I tug them gently and teasingly remove them as slowly as possible.
I place a kiss to the side of his cock as soon as I let it free from the tight confines of the cotton fabric.
Spencer lets me go only to push me back onto my back again. He shoves his boxers the rest of the way down and steps out of them as he crawls in between my legs again. He sits on his knees with my legs resting on his thighs. He keeps one hand on the bed beside me and his other on his cock.
I feel him press the tip of his cock against my nymphae. He slides it up and down, collecting the pooling slick from my aroused pussy. He uses his hand to spread the liquid, letting out whimpers with every stroke.
“Please hurry,” I whine, “I want to feel you inside me so bad.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay.”
“Please tell me if it gets to be too much, please.”
“I will.”
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
He guides his tip to my pussy and begins to push. I squeeze my eyes shut and squeeze the bedsheets as I try to stop any sounds of pain.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers. He brushes my hair back and keeps his hand on the side of my face. “I’m sorry. Just a little bit more.”
I whimper and tears spill down the sides of my face.
“I’m sorry,” he presses a kiss to the corner of my eyes.
“It’s okay,” I sob, “it’s okay. Keep going.”
He continues to push himself into me, peppering my face with kisses while apologizing with every one.
“Alright, alright, I’m all in,” he exclaims. “I’m in.”
“Just don’t move,” I whimper, “let’s just stay like this for a bit.”
“Of course. Yes.”
He lowers himself on top of me to give his arms a rest. I reach up and play with his hair absent mindedly.
“I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Spence.”
He kisses my lips again, sensually this time. I knot my fingers in his hair before he pulls away.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“… I think you can move now.”
“You sure?”
I nod, “please.”
He pushes himself up with his arms again and slowly pull outwards, stopping before his tip exists. Then he pushes in again. I let out a shaky breath as the pain nearly diminishes. He lifts one hand off the bed and places his thumb on my clit. With the additional stimulation the pain disappears and I start moaning again.
Spencer can’t decide whether to look where his cock disappears inside me or my boobs which bounce with each thrust. He decides to lean forwards and press his face in between my boobs, kissing them and sucking on them while continuing his rhythm.
“I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up,” he whimpers.
“It’s okay baby,” I encourage, “you’re doing so well. You can cum if you want. You can cum.”
He whines as his thrusts lose their rhythm.
“Should, should I take it out?” he asks.
“It’s okay, I’m on the pill. You can cum in me.”
He nods. He quickens the circles he rubs into my clit. I clutch the bedsheets for dear life as I feel my second orgasm fast approaching.
“I want you to cum with me,” he kisses into my skin. “Together.”
“I want that too. I’m so close Spencer. I’m so close. You’re doing so well.”
“That’s it, come on, cum with me love, come on.”
The coil in my stomach begins to peak.
“I’m cumming Spencer, I’m cumming.”
“Me too, me too.”
He cums inside me, the warmth of his cum giving me that final push and I unravel under him. We both moan loudly, practically harmonizing as we ride out our orgasms.
Seconds later Spencer pulls out of me. He drops on top of me, breathing heavily, sweating, and he just lies still. I sweat underneath him, trying to catch my own breath. We bask in the silence, only broken by our heavy breathing.
“That…” I whisper, “was the best feeling in the entire world.”
Spencer nods in agreement.
“I’d say we did well for a couple of virgins,” I giggle.
Spencer chuckles, “I think so too.”
“Come on love, we need to clean up.”
“Yeah.”
He gives me another kiss before sitting up. He helps me up with a smile and we head to the bathroom to clean up before turning in for the night for real.
MHA Boys and the Song I Think they’d Dance to on their Wedding Day
Little disclaimer, I own none of the characters below nor the songs. All credits belong to the original creators. Warnings: swearing.
Also, this is my first time trying this out. The only writing I’ve ever done is self indulgent shit buuuuut I figured I could give this a try😌If you like this and want more just send a request.
Anyways, I guess this is self indulgent too. I spend most of my time reading mha x reader posts and I’ve never been able to find something like this. Hopefully someone finds it useful!
Heroes
Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead:
If You Love Her | Forest Black featuring Meghan Trainer
