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grace ashcroft lover

[miyurimi]

holy sheet ur pfp... the background.

Gorgeous.

*HIGHkey kisses you no lesbo kinda lesbo semi lesbo lowkirkgeuinely lesbo ish.*

OKAY IM GONNA STOP PLAYING IN YOUR INBOX I SWEAR

COMING FROM THE PROFILE GOAT HERSELF WHAT

Thank you 🤯

HIGHkey making out with u

[lovesickcroft]

thinking about pervy grace idk....pervy grace with a mean gf.....

[miyurimi]

Grace Ashcroft blurb ♡

Context: Grace coming home to her pretty gf after a long day of work♡

Masc reader in mind but you can imagine yourself however of course. Tall reader implied. (two things you never really see)

The front door clicked shut, sealing off the hum of the city and the chill of the evening air. Grace dropped her keys onto the table by the door, the metal clinking gently against the wood in the quiet apartment. She let out a long slow breath, unbuttoning the top few buttons of her shirt.

She inhaled deeply as she breathed in the savory scent of dinner drifting from the kitchen.

You walked out to meet her, wiping your hands on a dish towel slung over your shoulder. You'd already changed into a comfortable pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt, looking completely at ease.

"Hey," you said, your voice low in the quiet room. "You look beat."

"That's an understatement," grace mumbled, leaning into your embrace without a second thought.

She laid her head on your chest, one hand directly on your chest while the other rest on your waist. "The traffic was a nightmare and the briefing ran an hour late."

You kissed the top of her head as you caressed her waist. "Sorry. Atleast its over now." You muttered into her hair, leaving another kiss.

"Dinner is almost done," you mumble into her hair, your hand moving to gently massage her waist. "Go change out of those clothes, I'll pour you a drink."

Grace pulled back just enough to look at you, a faint smile touching her lips.

"What did I do to deserve you?" she asked, her hands coming up to cup your face.

You smiled at her in return, leaning down to plant a quick, firm kiss on her lips. "You got lucky I guess, now go get cleaned up."

"Yes ma'am." she teased, stepping out of her shoes and heading down the hall, the weight of the workday lifting from her shoulders.

Short but I enjoyed writing this! 😽

[sugaryewscythe]

just a reminder that this blog is run by someone who:

— is anti ICE & fascism — is pro-choice & feminist — supports trans & queer people — hates generative AI & capitalism — supports immigrants & people of color — is pro-environmentalism & social justice — supports palestine & all other territories unjustly suffering

[kissmyglxck]

would u write abt RE9 Leon Kennedy x black fem reader bcs if u do walk w me 🤭

Challenge accepted boo 🫡 - 💋

stress relief.

re9 leon x black!reader ★ ★ ★. MDNI (18+)

You were in the living room eating a bowl of fruits with chocolate when Leon finally came home after a three day long mission, and damn did the house smell good.

Shit, it smelt like you.

It was evening by now and you two got to your favorite routinely grooming. Always done when he came home.

The bathroom was steamy as you two got dressed. Leon loved putting your body butter on for you and massaging his hands into you as if he didn’t just come home from yet another mission where he could’ve died.

But it was like taking care of you was his way of relief.

“Mkay,” voice soft as you let out a calm sigh, smiling down at him.

“You sure you wanna shave this down?” You ask whilst rubbing lotion into his face, massage his under eyes carefully due to your nails.

He was sitting in a stool (yours) in front of the mirror, looking up at you, heart content.

“Mhm,” he nods, eyes glued to yours. “It’s getting kind of long.” He admits, voice gruff as he runs his hand over his beard. You hum, turning his jaw side to side as you look at him.

“I think it looks sexy though,” you frown, sending a quick peck to his lips before looking serious again.

He chuckles at that, pulling you closer in between his legs by the waist. “Of course you do. You think I’d look good even if I turned gray.” Heart full of contentment.

You give an amused look before humming. “Mmm, you’re almost there anyway, no?” You tilt your head to which he turns his head away with an amused scoff.

“So mean.” He grins. “M’not mean baby, I’m honest.” You smile.

“But alright,” you sigh. “you wanna shave it down, we’ll shave it down.” You pout, running your hands over his jaw.

You grab the clippers from the drawer and turn them on, carefully starting to shave down his beard, keeping some stubble of course.

You loved Leon so much, and as he aged, that didn’t change a thing. If anything? you began to love him even more as he aged, it just made him sexier. Especially the facial hair, god you love the texture against your pussy when he are you out.

“Stop snatchin’ me up Leon.. gonna make me mess up and shave too far down. Gotta keep some of it.” You complain, holding his head still.

“Sorry baby,” he murmurs, still staring up at you. “You just look and feel so good, I can’t help myself.” Hands kneading at your waist, hips, thighs, wherever his hands could travel in just a few seconds.

“Stop flirting with me when I’m trying to focus please.” You huff with a smile, although that definitely made you flustered.

“Oh, yes ma’am.” He replies sternly, acting like you were his actual sergeant as he shuts his eyes letting you do your thing.

He did keep still like you wanted, but his hands? Far from it. His fingers slid up your curves, big hands splayed out against your waist and squeezing as they traveled further up, cupping your tits before trailing back down to do the same thing.

You swallow, not yet saying anything but swaying slightly to distract yourself.

His fingers slid up under what you were wearing, the feeling of his warm and calloused hands against your waist now.

You tried to focus on the clippers in hand but his hands traveled high again, this time rubbing his thumb against your nipples.

“Leon.” You warned, but it sounded nowhere near strict.

He opened one eye, a dark glare and smirk on his face as he leaned forward enough just to place a kiss against your stomach. “What? I’m just showing you some gratitude sweetheart.” He murmurs against your skin.

“Just be still.” You warn again, pulling his head back to continue. The grin stays on his face as he runs his hands over your panties this time.

It makes you squirm a bit as you finish up, instinctively making you clench for no reason, loving his touch that much. You bite your lip as his palms run over your ass slowly, gripping before trailing back to the front to rub your clothed folds.

You let out a whimper, biting your lip as you fight to stay extremely focused. He snakes his hands into your panties anyway, sliding them down with slow and practiced ease as he keeps his eyes on you.

His fingers start to creep slowly, one nudging between your folds to very calmly start rubbing your clit.

You gasp as you finish trimming, chewing on your lip even harder.

He spreads your folds, his finger going even further and rubbing through your whole slit. You clench around nothing as you let out a hiss from just how good it felt.

You finally finish trimming his heard down, just how you like it. You turn the clippers off quickly before bracing yourself against his shoulders.

“Oh,” he hums. “You done?” He asks, fingers still working. You just nod, constantly wanting to clench around his fingers.

He hums, turning to the mirror to see how he looked before looking up at you. “Looks good baby.” He compliments as he speeds up a bit.

He suddenly stops as he stands with a grunt, letting out a fake sigh as he stretches. “Alright, you ready?” He asks as he picks you up, not even giving you the chance to answer.

“Huh? Ready for what Leon?” Your brows furrowed as he walks the both of you out of your bedroom bathroom.

“To ride my face.” He answers like it’s obvious, setting you down on the bed. “You haven’t seen me in three days, I know how you get.”

You sit there looking shocked as if you weren’t getting excited just at the thought. You did wanna sit on his face, you’ve been wanting to since he got in here. But damn he took the words out of your mouth.

“Plus, you really thought I was gonna leave this,” he runs his hand over his jaw. “freshly trimmed without being suffocated first? Come on baby, you know me better than that.”

kissmyglxck — mwah .ᐟ

don’t copy my work, ask to translate, & if you recreate anything pls tag me <3

[miyurimi]

BLACK READER LETS GO ❗️❗️

[athenxt]

add three photos of ur female & male celebrity crushes!!!!

tagged by @underoospeterparker, this was really fun and totally didnt take a couple of hours because of how much i was giggling over the photos.........the way you can see my type

paget brewster ✿ rachel zegler ✿ rachel brosnahan

caleb mclaughin ✿ david corenswet ✿ andrew garfield

no pressure tags: @wichu127 @scissorhvnds @starr-jazz @novatheory @luvieriesse @deerfawnn @kryptidfiles + anyone who wants to join!!!!!

[wichu127]

JCJDIJDJDBEKEKS

milly alcock ~ towa bird ~ mika abdalla

iñaki godoy ~ micheal b jordan ~ mason thames

@missingddeanw

[missingddeanw]

HOLYTHANKSU

charithra chandran ! zendaya coleman ! avantika vandanapu !

jensen ackles ! sebastian stan ! chris evans !

m just realizing most of the male celebrity crushes i have are white OOPSIESSHD And every female celeb i like are woc I WAS GONNA ADD MORELMFOAOFBNC

no pressure tags : @poltergeistsnspectersnbanshees @biglychee @kotarosangel + anyoneee else (idk anyone else sorry MY BAD IGNROE TJIS IF U DONTLIKE)

[poltergeistsnspectersnbanshees]

Megan Thee Stallion , Jessica Alba , Lucy Liu

Keith Powers , Aaron Taylor Johnson , Damson Idris

I don't really have celeb crushes but this was fun to do! Thank you for the tag baby, @missingddeanw💌 I really wanted to do all women but idk if I could...

my twinalicious if you wanna participate: @miyurimi @soleiljeteaime @saturnst4rs @lokisloverisnthere @missingddeanw @marstonrider @yeahhowboutnoworms @jojobear06 @lawfem @verriiberrii @kittysgrama @honeyed-faerie

[miyurimi]

Megan Thee Stallion, Young Miko, Tems

Henry Cavill, Kota Miura, Martin (Cortis)

This was fun tysm for the tag! 🩷

Tags if u wanna participate! (Not forced)

@tojislovergirl @heavenod51 @dorotheeasrce @tikiki05 @tinypwetty @coralsdemar @nellieisme211

[gildedfawn]

anything along the lines of dad daughter dynamics or fauxcest is simply weird as FUCK!! and you need lobotomising if you produce any kind of smut relative to the aforementioned.

[stonerjunkiefreak]

if only my big strong Grace Ashcroft* was lying next to me in bed, shirtless with a thong on, she would protect me

[chromexbarbie]

Tagged by @baby-udroolin

Last song:

Currently watching:

Current obsession:

Currently reading:

Currently working on:

Last Internet search:

No pressure tags: @melodyofmbaku @aizawash0e @alexinmotion @partylikemajima @thedutifulone @plan3tch1ld @myheartsaysyes

[aizawash0e]

Thank you for the tag, lovelyyyy🧁

Last Song: Carousel by Michael Jackson (one of my favs and soooo underrated)

Currently Watching: Kevin Langue videos 😭

Current Obsession: Jack Wolfe singing I’m Alive, anddd learning how to play the piano

Currently Reading: Can’t Get Enough By Kennedy Ryan

Currently working on: Clark kent drabble, Ony drabble and Music Producer Stack x Singer Reader

Last Internet search: fonts ( wanted to see if i would use them for a title in my drabble)

no pressure tags: @thebumblebeesworld @lizbehave @h3avenlyglory @jellywrites1218 @mtcloudsworld @bladebarbie @soleilsfilm @jazzthatonewriterchick

[mtcloudsworld]

Thank you for the tag beautiful! ❤️

Last Song: Speed Demon by Michael Jackson

Currently Watching: Summer House

Current Obsession: God of War: Laufey (can't wait!!!)

Currently Reading: Monsters We Make

Currently working on: donna troy x black!fem reader, trans!male diana prince x black!fem reader, trans!male kate kane x black!fem reader

Last Internet search: Loverboy... (iykykyk)

No pressure tags:: @liliacsdelight @hotgirlgenniesblog @krys4h @sakunai @kiatheinsomniac @pinkmirth @amourflores

[kunaikisser]

tysm for the tag honey !! 💗

last song : blue gangsta — michael jackson

currently watching : succession season 4 finale (again lol)

current obsession : sakura haruno (all day every day)

currently reading : a dialogue — nikki giovanni and james baldwin (1973)

currently working on : with love, birdy (tim drake) + the summer i met the graysons (mark grayson x reader x dick grayson) + unnamed barbara gordon phone sex fic

last internet search : catfishing : the wikipedia guessing game (i take this very seriously btw)

tagging : @kittentoki + @bat2nsignia + @mayhemialt + @irisgrrl + @bloomcissaa + @pixelatedbfs + @cindol

[bat1nsignia]

DRIEEE <333 tysm for the tag i #loveyou

last song : dirty diana -- michael jackson

currently watching : modern family s8

current obsession : bruce thomas wayne 4eva and ever

currently reading : moonwalk by michael jackson

currently working on : hal fic (2k event), def more when i finish with 2k event i promise

last internet search : oceanofpdf BYE 😭

no pressure tags: @vianawaits @arfemiz @scissorhvnds @moviecritc @mystiquevoid @cherryvvave

[arfemiz]

Ω thank you for the tag insignia!! you and everyone else before you’s last song just being mj is killing me!

last song : losing you by solange

currently watching : rewatch of interview with the vampire!! It's the best series’ I've ever watch, hands down!!

current obsession : claudia de lioncourt (iwtv)!! even thinking about writing her fanfics but idk

currently reading : superman, birthright

currently working on : going back and forth between a wally west drabble and a koriand’r drabble

last internet search : check date?!!

no pressure tags: @luviery, @gr0und-zer00, @froggibus, @i-gotta-go-so-much-bigger, @batwngs!!

[i-gotta-go-so-much-bigger]

Thank you for the tag 😽

Last song: Swim by Chase Atlantic

Currently Watching: YouTube 😭 besides that Supernatural and The Boys

Current Obsession: unfortunately out of print comics, especially X-men. (why can’t we have anything nice) I’m also really into trading cards right now. My wallet HATES my current hobbies

Currently reading: nothing. I’m in a lil slump and I can’t pick what to read next. Probably gonna continue the dark phoenix or start the uncanny x-men? Something X-Men.

Currently working on: trying to finish sensitive. But I still don’t have a laptop 🫩 in my flop era.

Last internet search: Comic book Harold to find the X-Men reading order

No pressure tags! @clemeowntine @reginaphalangelobster @saturnst4rs @sozzoe @twentytomidnight @skeeets @infinictus

[saturnst4rs]

thank you for the tag ml 🤍

Last Song: the cure by olivia rodrigo

Currently Watching: the office! as well as trying to get into star wars, courtesy of bf

Current Obsession: my fav artists new albums and touring!! I'm in a ticketmaster queue for Phoebe Bridgers as I type this 🥹

Currently Reading: Sense and Sensibility, wanting to get into some classics as of late

Currently Working on: a Sue Storm fanfic that has been taking me far too long 😔 as well as saving money as a chronic over-spender

Last Internet Search: Renaissance Cats (look it up if you need a good laugh)

No pressure tags 🫶🏻: @marstonrider @nxtaliaistyping @poltergeistsnspectersnbanshees @angellinx

[poltergeistsnspectersnbanshees]

AWWW THANK YOU FOR THE TAGGGG!!! Last Song: Be Like A Woman by Chris Rainbow. Currently Watching: The Mandalorian!! I'm on episode 8! Current Obsession: Star Wars & Resident Evil!! Currently Reading: Superior Spiderman, I think its pretty good actually!! I'm gonna read Marvel's Midnight series once it releases as well. Currently Working On: A Mandalorian Fanfic and some wuh luh wuh fanfics for my resident evil womennnn... 🤤 Last Internet Search: Carlos Oliveira Shirtless. You will not question me why I searched that... (I wanted to see that happy trailllll)

Tagging my twinalicioussss, no pressure! @jojobear06 @aheonynan @lawfem @lokisloverisnthere @yeahhowboutnoworms @slushiesandshowtunesat3am @gaydakiss @lavenderaburame @missingddeanw @miyurimi @stickymangofingers @raeyfav @electric-ocean-explorer @kotone-sama @defleshedbymaggots @heqrtpleqser @soleiljeteaime

[miyurimi]

Tyyy for the tag!! 🩷

Last song: Wassup - Cortis

Currently watching: One Dollar Lawyer

Current obsession: Resident Evil Requiem (specifically grace ashcroft)

Currently reading: Searching for a good read atm!

Currently working on: Debating on a Grace fic or set of headcanons

Last internet search: How to deal with the lickers from re9 (they freak me out so bad)

Tags(no pressure!): @coralsdemar @tinypwetty @swsnietmij @tojislovergirl @clairenumberonefan

[miyurimi]

a racist or a rapist? (Leon post)

**Rapist**

Sorry! Had no idea if tumblr would strike me for the word or not

[resevilconfessional]

People need to understand that when fans say they are fed up of seeing Leon written 'out of character' it's nothing to do with people writing him in scenarios we've never see him in. THAT'S FAN FIC, BABE! All we can do is write him how best we feel he'd act in those situations BASED ON consideration for the characterization/canon we see in the games and movies. What people mean when they say Leon (and other male characters) are being written OOC is when fans write shit that's absolutely contrary to his characterization and show they don't even know him and haven't taken any time to try. Examples: Leon -- a succinct man who does not ever really monolog in anything he's in-- being written as having verbal diarrhoea in the middle of sex! Leon -- who canonically shoots his shot with multiple women in almost every iteration of himself -- being written borderline virginal/as a man who's never had casual sex or flings/fwb situations. Leon -- who is canonically very respectful of women-- being written as a man who's into choking, and spitting in the mouths of women or worse with ddlg/incest kinks. A lot of these type fics feature heavy abusive undertones, including financial abuse (which he is the victim of). Leon --who is very stoic and professional-- becoming a complete manchildsimp for a girlfriend who is half his age and parading her around his workplace like he's proud of robbing the cradle and like no one would judge the shit out of him for it. He canonically goes for women his own age, give or take a few years -- not generational age gaps as fics have a hard on for!!!! NONE OF THIS WRITING FITS HIS CHARACTER or represents his canon correctly! It's not about the scenes or the plot he's put in, it's about how the fundamentals of writing him as a human get so fucked up in the name of being "hot" for smut fics or some bizarre wish fulfilment for girls (largely young and inexperienced and grossly mislead by fiction) who think it's sexy for a man to treat them like shit or trip over his dick for them. It's not Leon they're writing, it's just a glorified face claim!

Thank you for your confession.

[miyurimi]

Idk why so many people seem to be obsessed with writing Leon Kennedy as a rapist but its genuinely freaking me out.

To add to it, it is completely out of character for him 😃

[explosive-caramel]

ONLY YOU - Leon Kennedy x Black!Reader

content - re9! leon x fem! black reader, fluff, reader has locs word count: 2k

A/N:  I love leon so much requiem is game of the year for me hands down. thanks Capcom! this is my first fic. I've been a reader for years and decided I wanted to try writing some and contribute to the community! Especially use black girls out there. We need more fanfic for us! Also thank you so much to my sister @duffymisu for proofreading this for me. This fic would be a whole run on sentence without her!

Leon was sitting on the couch with his checklist in full concentration as if working on a word puzzle everything was just about finished for birthday celebration in two weeks, a dinner reservation to a restaurant downtown that you were always eyeing, The stand mixer that you had been hunting for the past six months on secondhand websites he hated seeing you so defected every time you thought you’d found it only for it be a completely different model. 

You had always made Leon promise that he wouldn’t spend too much on you, something you’d been doing years preferring to spend more time doing things together then buying each other material items, he would comply with your wishes of course but this year would be different you and him were married now he’d be damned if he couldn’t spoil his wife on her special day you derived it after all. 

Even with everything he had, something still felt like it was missing. Leon thought long and hard for a moment; his eyebrows furrowing in the process. There had to be something else you had wanted but refused to say with a fear of being “too expensive” then he remembered a place that would give him all the answers he wanted without fail.

With strides of determination Leon made up the stair and down the hall to your shared room. He opened the door, standing idle on your side of the room; calling to him like a treasure chest in a cave was your vanity, the very thing that was going to tell him all of your secrets.

“ Hello beautiful” he whispered 

Your vanity was one of many vintage furniture pieces in your home he’d found that this one took his breath away the most. All the others paled in comparison in his opinion maybe because he saw you get ready here thousands of times making him a little biased to it. Leon opened the drawers revealing your makeup, jewelry and The Paradoxe Radical Essence he bought you on your fifth year anniversary, even some of your hair products that you use daily. You didn’t have much makeup; It seemed a couple of your products looked as flat as sheets of paper, some even visibly empty others he’s seen you use for years.

The empty years old makeup could only mean one thing; He must go to sephora. He hated sephora just as much as the mission that had him fighting tooth and nail to get back to you alive last year. He always went with you when you asked and he never complained. However, if Leon had to be honest the crowded aisles, bright lights and the aroma of fruity and floral smells combining together gave him a massive headache with him not even being there a full ten minutes. All of it felt like being in a bottle that someone was shaking just for the fun of it; which is what he would say to anyone that wasn’t his wife. 

Yet, Leon was determined to make you happy even if that meant going somewhere he would otherwise rather not go. Leon pulled out his phone and he heard the front door close. 

“Honey I’m home” your voice projecting from downstairs. Remaining unpanicked, Leon swiftly took the photo grabbing his keys and wallet on the way out the room. Quietly making it down the stairs, Leon saw you in the kitchen as you pulled a bottle of water from the fridge.Your locs were

slightly frizzy in the front. The heat that radiated off of you like steam radiated from a sauna after being in use for quite some time. Pilates; a luxury you enjoyed three times a week with Claire. With most of your work being behind a desk, keeping your body active kept you from going senile and going off the edge. A kiss on the cheek startles you from thoughts, a jolt sending a single drop from your lips rolling down your jawline.

“Hey sweetheart, did you have a good time?” he asked, his lips connecting with yours in a quick kiss, his stubble lightly rubbing against your cheek 

“Yeah! Claire and I did a private class this time. The instructor worked us to the bone but honestly it was worth it. We even got froyo after from that place I was telling you about that’s a few stores down from the pilates place”.

Leon gasps “The froyo place that we were supposed to go to next week? That froyo place!” he said fanning offense with his hand touching his chest 

 "Yes in my defence every time we try any kind of dessert place someone always say that they’re “too sweet” so Claire recommend we scoop it out first as a trail run” you say playful with your hands on your hips 

Leon starts laughing putting his hand back down at his side” You’re right I have done that a lot but only for good reason you have to admit that snowcone place that we tried last week felt like the cone where ninety percent syrup and ten percent ice” he says with a pointed looking silently say you know i’m right. 

You sigh giving up besides you and Leon both knew that if this conversation went on any longer you would both be standing in this very kitchen till dinner time came around but that couldn’t happen. He needed to finish his “mission” as quickly as possible .

More of your surroundings come into your line of sight noticing Leon’s keys on the island “ Where are you off too?” tilting your head with the question. Leon had to come up with something quick so he decided on a half truth. “ I left some important case files at the office. I need to read them before we have the briefing at work tomorrow.” 

Frankly Leon already had the case file in the glove compartment in his car but he hadn’t read a single paper in that manilla folder. You nodded your head showing that you understood " Alright Agent Kennedy well while you do that i’m going to go and shower and get dinner started we’re having your favorite tonight vodka pasta” you say while making your hands fall down in an arch making an invisible rainbow.  

 “That sounds great can’t wait” Leon leans in to kiss your forehead you giggle as his stubble brushes against you once more.You and Leon go your separate ways but before you two part completely he turns around to “ Don’t forget to put on your shower cap before you get in you always forget and regret it later.” you stop on the stairs and hold your hand up in a salute like you're a military soldier “ay ay captain” you said with electric enthusiasm making your way up stairs out of sight.

Leon makes his way out the door down the drive way opening the Porsche door pulling out of the driveway and down the road. The sephora wasn’t too far from the house ,that was one of the many qualities Leon loved about where they lived.

The community was quiet; it also felt secluded enough that there was always a chance to reveal in the silence. At least the residents were welcoming enough and they weren’t trying to unconsciously kill him every chance they got. If you were sitting in the passenger seat right now you’d tell him that he needed to raise his standards and that  “ The bar was so far in hell that you couldn’t even see it anymore.” 

But hey! That's what he loved about you, never afraid to speak your mind even if you had trouble expecting his love. Sometimes you never let up on your thoughts and opinion, something Leon imagined that their future kids would inherit one day.

As Leon pulled into one of the many spots left in is very packed parking he looked around through is window lots cars so close together they might as well be categorized as a massive can of sardines he always wondered how people passed their drivers test with parking jobs this horrendous people must really loved getting their cars hit for theatrics.

Leon pulled out his phone again going back to the picture he took examining it closely he only needed to get a total of four products. Black Honey by Clinique, Quit Wine’in by Fenty including the foundation and concealer by the same brand.These products you’d had talked to him about at length in the past labeling then your “Ride or die” .  

Opening the car door Leon cautiously gets out so as to not hit the car next to him all he had to do now was get what he needed and leave making it home in time for dinner like the millions of missions he’d been on but this time he’d actually be back on time.

Making his way into the store there were so many people you’d make the mistake of it being black friday.The bright lights along with the overwhelming smell hit him immediately in spite of that Leon had to push forward he was already here he refused to admit defeat this early in his eyes you deserve the world and your birthday wouldn’t be any less than perfect.

With all the people around Leon thought it best to ask one of the nice employee’s for help they had to know the store way better than him. At a distance Leon saw a tall woman with dark brown skin and a medium sized puff on top of her head.She locked eyes with him and started walking over as she got closer he saw her name tag “Evelyn”.

 “Hi, welcome in. How can I help you today?”with a joyous smile, her smile lines slightly peaking through.

 “ Umm… yeah I’m looking for these products right here” Leon showed her the photo silently waiting for her response. 

“ I can definitely help you out! If you would stand right by that small register over there I'll go get them for you.” her finger behind him.

 “Ok.” he mumbles, walking over to the register sitting tight.

While waiting Leon felt a slight pain but it was small enough for him to ignore it for now he  started looking at the displays nearby and a specific one caught his eye;The Prada perfume display the thought of getting you a brand new bottle crossed his mind as he stared at it. You'd been using the same one for the past five years you had to be due for a new one.. Right? Moments later she reappeared with a basket full of items lightly setting it on the counter.

“Can I also get a three oz bottle of Paradoxe Radical Essence?” Leon asked

“Yeah for sure” 

Evelyn grabs a pair of keys from a compartment under the register, turning around to the counter behind her stepping a few paces over unlocking a drawer, dropping her hand in to get the perfume box and turning back to beginning swiftly scanning all of the items.

“ So who’s the lucky lady? You seemed to have her whole makeup routine and perfume preference memorized perfectly.” Evelyn asks while simultaneously putting the last product in the bag and pushing some buttons on the screen.

“My Wife. Her birthday is in a couple weeks and I wanted to surprise her with some of her favorites” his admiration for you coating every word as they left his mouth. 

“ Aww, That’s so sweet! Well I hope that she loves it. A lot of men can’t say they know their partners this well and your total is three hundred fifty five dollars and six cents.” Evelyn replied her happiness bowling over through the smile on her face. 

“ Well it all comes down to effort being left at the scene of the crime. “  Leon says while pulling out his wallet searching for his debit card through the sea of unused gift cards from friends and family. Swiping his card moments later. 

“Yeah.. it’s unfortunate. We girls can only hope men get better through time if not this lifetime. Hopefully the next. “ she says with a sigh.

“Alright you’re all set, have a nice day!” handing him the bag.

“Thank you and you too”

Leon walks out the building towards his car opening the door and sliding in with a sigh without Evelyn’s help he would have definitely gotten lost not only in the neverending aisle but in the overwhelming mob of people too. Plus he only came out with a slight headache which was a small price to pay.

He started his car making his journey home. Leon would go to the ends of the earth for the people he loved. It was ingrained even if those places were as non-threatening as a cosmetic store. But he would only take that risk for you and only you till the end of time.  

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[chwrrypiezz]

STOP POSTING OC FICS IN THE X READER TAG ITS SO ANNOYINGGG

[miyurimi]

This and putting smut under the fluff tags 🫩

[helpyourselfwithcherrywine]

Please, Please PLEASE For the love of god, JJK fandom, The Jujitsu Kaisen fandom. STOP USING THE WRONG TAGS! AND STOP TAGGING OTHER CHARACTERS IN FICS WHERE THEY ARE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER IN THE FIC OR IN THE FIC AT ALL. YOU ARE DROWNING THE TAGS WITH THE WRONG CHARATERS!! AND STOP TAGGING ALL THE CHARACTERS TO GAIN TRACTION ON YOUR FICS!! BASIC FANDOM ETIQUETTE!!!

EX: A Gojo fic should be with the Gojo Tags, not the Nanami Kento tags. A Toji fic should be with the Toji tags attached, not the Geto tags! Etc, etc!

[naomiiocha]

Gojo commission I did recently, had to put pants on him for this post booo 👎

[mimuju-deactivated20260521]

choso hates wearing condoms ⊹ ࣪ ˖

“n-no— wait, please.”

you pause, the foil packet half-torn in your hand. you’re straddling choso's hips, the heat of him already pressing insistently against your core through the thin layers separating you. choso is beneath you on the rumpled sheets, his dark eyes wide and pleading, 

his lower lip caught between his teeth. he looks utterly, devastatingly pitiful, chest heaving, a fine sheen of sweat making his tattoos gleam.

“please what?” you ask, your voice breathless, though you already know.

“d-don’t make me wear it,” he whines, his voice a soft, desperate murmur, cracking on the last syllable. he reaches for your wrist, his fingers gentle but trembling with need. “it doesn’t feel the same. it’s… it’s like a wall. i can’t feel you properly. i c-can’t…” he trails off with a shaky gasp as you grind down against him instinctively.

you arch a brow, trying to hold your ground even as your own body betrays you, growing slick and eager. “it’s safer, cho. you know that.”

“i know, i knowwww,” he says quickly, nodding so hard his hair falls into his face. 

he pushes himself up on his elbows, bringing his face closer to yours, his expression one of pure, agonized want. “b-but i’m clean! and you’re clean. we’re careful in other ways!” his other hand comes to rest on your hip, his thumb stroking frantic, possessive circles on your skin. “i just… i need to feel you. all of you. directly. please, baby? please, i’m begging you.”

he nuzzles his face against your stomach, his breath hot and damp through your thin sleep shirt. a full-body shudder wracks him. “it’s so cold and it feels weird,” he mumbles, the words muffled and pathetic against your skin. “it takes me out of the moment. i just want to be close to you. as close as possible. skin to skin. please, just let me…”

you let out a shaky sigh, your own resistance melting under the onslaught of his whining and the delicious pressure below. “choso…”

he senses your hesitation and presses his advantage, looking up at you with those big, liquid eyes, glassy with unshed tears of frustration. 

“just this once? i’ll be so good for you. the best. i’ll make it so good for you, i promise. i just want to feel you clenching around me without anything in the way.” a deep blush creeps up his neck and floods his cheeks. “i want to… i want to feel everything. every pulse, every twitch. please, baby?”

his hand slides from your hip to the small of your back, pulling you down flush against him. you can feel how hard he already is, straining against his boxers, the thick length of him an undeniable demand, and the heat of him seeps into you, weakening your knees. 

“i hate it,” he whispers against your lips before capturing them in a kiss that’s less passion and more a fervent, clumsy plea. his tongue sweeps into your mouth, and he tastes like desperation. “it makes me feel distant from you. i don’t want to be distant. i want to be inside you. properly. fully.”

he breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, his breathing uneven, puffing against your lips. “say yes. please say yes. i’ll do anything you want after— i’ll worship you for hours. i’ll get on my knees and thank you. just… let me have this. let me feel you.”

the foil packet slips from your fingers, forgotten on the sheets. you don’t need to speak; your hands go to the waistband of his boxers, pushing them down. he lets out a broken, grateful sob, his head falling back onto the pillow as you free him. his cock springs up, thick and flushed, beads of pre-cum already glistening at the tip.

“thank you,” he chokes out, his eyes squeezed shut. “oh, god, thank you, thank you…”

you don’t make him wait. positioning yourself, you sink down onto him in one slow, inexorable slide. the feeling is immediate and profound—the shocking, intimate heat of him filling you without barrier, stretching you perfectly. a ragged, punched-out moan tears from your throat.

his reaction is instantaneous and utterly pathetic. his eyes fly open, wide with overwhelmed sensation. “f-fuuhhhck…” he stutters, the word dissolving into a high, reedy whine. 

his hands fly to your hips, fingers digging in desperately as his entire body tenses, bowing off the bed. “o-oh, no… oh, wow… t-that’s… that’s too much— it’s too gooddd…”

you begin to move, rising and falling in a slow, deep rhythm, and he completely unravels beneath you. each downward stroke pulls a new, shattered sound from him.

“ah! ah, right there… s’so deep… can feel everything, everything, you’re so soft and hot and tight, oh my god—” he’s babbling, tears now leaking from the corners of his eyes, not from pain but from sheer, overwhelming sensitivity. 

his hips jerk up to meet yours in uncoordinated, stuttering thrusts. “d-don’t stop, please don’t stop, i can’t… i’m gonna… fuck— it feels too good, i-i’m not gonna last— fuckfuckfuck i’m sorry, i’m so sorry…”

“shhh,” you soothe, leaning forward to kiss his tear-streaked cheek, even as you pick up the pace, riding him harder. the slap of skin grows louder, wetter. "s'okay. you can't help it, right?"

“c-can’t help it!” he agrees, sobbing. his hands scrambling up your back, clinging to you like a lifeline. “you feel t-too good without it… i told you— i told you it was different… ah! ah! ‘m gonna come, ‘m gonna come already, p-please, can i? please lemme cum!”

he’s begging for permission to climax like a teenager, writhing and helpless beneath you. the power is intoxicating.

“go on,” you whisper against his ear, nipping the lobe. “come inside me, cho.”

that’s all it takes. with a wailing cry that sounds like it’s been torn from the depths of his soul, he shatters. his body locks up, every muscle rigid, and he pours into you, hot and pulsing, his release seemingly endless as he trembles and convulses through it, chanting a slurred, mindless litany of “thankyouthankyouthankyou” against your shoulder.

when the last tremor subsides, he goes completely boneless, a spent, gasping wreck. you collapse atop him, both of you slick with sweat. after a long moment of ragged breathing, he nuzzles weakly into your neck.

“see?” he murmurs, his voice hoarse and smug with exhausted triumph. “told you it would be better! should i throw the rest of them out?”

"let's not get ahead of ourselves," you laugh, a breathless, satisfied sound. he’s already half-hard again inside you. the whining, you suspect, will be a permanent feature of your sex life. and you find you don’t mind one bit.

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