Summary: A lazy morning of dry humping your best friend with benefits Bodhi while you're both still half asleep.
Warnings: Smut involving lazy morning sex, dry humping. Bodhi and reader are both aromantic.
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You wake up with Bodhi's thigh wedged between your own, your hips bucking into the touch without your conscious doing before you've even opened your eyes.
A soft moan slips from your lips, loud in the peaceful quiet of morning.
Bodhi's hair tickles the side of your face as he shifts with a sleepy groan, arms tightening around your back for a moment before relaxing again. Draped over him like his personal weighted blanket, you feel your best friend's erection poke your lower stomach.
This arrangement between you two has been going on for years now, ever since you were first-years. Your other friends sometimes ask what you'll do if either of you gets a partner, or imply that the two of you are secretly in love and should just admit it already. If they knew how often the both of you share a bed even on nights you don't fuck, or saw you cuddled up after sex, it would probably make them even less inclined to believe that the feelings between you are purely platonic.
They don't understand, can't fathom the idea of not feeling romantic attraction to anyone. In all fairness, you haven't made much effort to explain. It's no one's business but your own.
Cracking your eyes open, you're met with the gray dimness of very early morning, dark enough to tell you there's still some time left before you need to start the day — certainly long enough to get off before you get up.
Bodhi makes another little moan when you shift to press yourself harder against him. His hands slide to your hips, and you let him pull you a little further up his body so your crotch is flush with his. Even through both of your sleeping clothes, you can clearly feel the shape of his cock straining against its confines, hard and warm.
For a few minutes, you grind against each other with barely-there twitches of your hips, but as the heat flooding your body grows, it starts to outweigh your sleepiness, and you put more effort into your movements.
Soon you're flat out rutting against him, desperate and panting.
Bodhi tucks his face into the crook of your neck to muffle his groans and whimpers; your own is pressed against his shoulder. His fingers dig into the flesh of your ass, aiding your movements, as his hips jerk up to meet each roll of yours.
The friction sends Bodhi over the edge first, back arching off the bed as he comes with a muffled curse. You keep grinding yourself against him, almost there yourself.
Just when the shudders wrecking Bodhi subside and he goes boneless beneath you, the heat in your own gut boils over, and you follow.
since its pride month, would yall be interested in headcanons of characters i write for with aro!reader?
i think it would be both fun and interesting for me to write cause i can based it on my own experience and feelings. most likely gonna do hc where character and reader are not together and character likes/is pining over reader (and the other way round?) ive got plenty of ideas
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: The Freak Circus (Visual Novel)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Pierrot (The Freak Circus)/Reader, Main Character/Pierrot (The Freak Circus)
Characters: Pierrot (The Freak Circus), Doctor (The Freak Circus), Carol (The Freak Circus), Boss (The Freak Circus), Ticket Taker (The Freak Circus), Jester (The Freak Circus), Harlequin (The Freak Circus)
Additional Tags: Aromantic Reader-Insert, Male Reader-Insert, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Tags May Change, Stalking, Yandere, Breaking and Entering, extremely self-indulgent content, Reader-Insert Has a Set Appearance, Size Difference, Pierrot Has a Size Kink, Excessive use of petnames, infantilizing language, Neurodivergent Reader-Insert, Codependency, self-neglect, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Angst, Pierrot is Unstable, no beta we die like men, whole lotta dubcon, Paranoia, reader-insert is mentally ill, Gaslighting, Ableism, Non-Consensual Drug Use, MC is stressed tf out, Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Hatred, Kidnapping, Canon-Typical Violence, Attempted Murder, MC throws hands with some clowns, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dissociation, MC Theorises A Lot
Summary:
You've never really understood what it means to love or even be loved.
You never had crushes growing up, as frankly, relationships have always been low on the list of priorities. You've been busy just trying to survive.
You knew love was a real phenomenon, just not for you. Whenever anybody tried to provide it, you always pushed them away, no matter what kind of love it was.
But what if you one day could no longer avoid it? What if somebody persisted, forcing you to be loved anyways?
Warnings: Reader has braids. Reader feels alterous attraction
Genre: Idek. Angst to fluff ig. It's sad but not really.
A/N: This one is for me. It's incredibly self indulgent and probably very ooc. Kirishima is ace IDC what anyone else says. Argue with the wall.
"It truly is love that makes us human." You scoff after hearing the sentence play from the TV.
"I swear to God if I hear that line one more time I'm gonna kill someone." The sounds of Kirishima's laughter filled the room. You had both been sitting in the living room. Kiri on the couch and you on the floor. You were both working on taking down your braids while watching a cheesy romcom.
"He stole your car to see another woman. Girl, why you even like this man? I promise you this ain't it." You were speaking desperately to a person who couldn't hear you, and even if she could you doubted that she'd even listen to your advice. The girl in question was absolutely enamored with the man on the screen for reasons unbeknownst to you. You always wondered why people fell in love like this. It was completely irrational and idiotic. Two people who just didn't work together trying to force love and yet somehow they both end up happily ever after. After all this time you were finally at peace with your identity. Nothing was wrong with you because you didn't want romantic love or sex. But there were days you wished that you could be in love. Nothing like the love stories that you saw on TV but something similar. You reach around for the scissors while mentally cursing yourself for missing the braid.
"Here." Kirishima says handing them to you. You thank him and he goes back to working on a braid.
"I'm glad you were able to come help me." You examine the braid in your hand ensuring that you wouldn't be cutting it too high. You almost never do but it never hurts to be careful. "It would've taken me all day to get done but with you here we're already halfway through."
Kirishima chuckles.
"Y'know if you keep calling me over like this I might as well just move in." You snip at your hair much harder than you originally intended, completely startled by his words. He had said it in a joking manner but you knew that there was some anticipation in his words. He wasn't entirely wrong either. You had both relied on one another more times than you could count. It would certainly make life easier if you both lived together. You sigh and set the scissors down next to you. His words made you anxious. Thoughts began to ramble on in your mind. Were you happy that he offered? Did you both even want the same things? Would he be able to understand? You couldn't lose him as a friend. But, there were days where you wished that you were both something more. Nothing too drastic. Just…
"What would that make us?" You ask, fearing his reply.
"Um." He paused while slowly untwisting a braid. "Well, what do you want us to be?" The uncertainty in his voice was obvious. Were the same thoughts going through his head? Did he wish that you were both something more? Would he be disappointed because you couldn't give him what he wanted? You turned down the volume on the TV. If only life were as simple as a movie. If only the love you wanted could be put into words.
"I don't know exactly." You sigh and turn to look at him. He let's go of the braid in his hand. "I don't think there's an exact word for what I want. But I know that I don't want a romantic relationship." Kiri looked down at his hands.
"Oh." The flamed hair boy looked distraught. You could always tell what he felt since he carried his heart on his sleeve. It made deep discussions like this easier because he could never hide what he felt. It was one of the things that you loved about him.
"But," You reached for his hands. "I do know that I love you." You smile. "And I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. Not as best friends or as partners but just…" You stopped and looked down. You were used to rejection when it came to relationships. Especially after you came out. But when it came to Kiri everything felt right. You knew that he didn't feel sexual attraction either but you were still scared to
add a label on your relationship. Would he be satisfied with this? He grabbed your hands and intertwined them with his.
"I kinda get what you're saying." He flashed you his signature sharky smile. "I'd love to be your person. I can't see a future without you in my life." Just like that all the weight, anxiety, and fear that you felt went away. After all this time how could you think that Kirishima out of all people would reject you. You smile. If it's with him you knew that the two of you would be able to figure out what this love was together.
This one was send in last year, but we didn't have time back then with the daily ABCs (and it was sent in a bit late but-) so I am posting it for this years Valentines!
Pairing: Platonic 7 x aroace!reader
Request: hey! i know you’re super busy (try and get some rest too y’all deserve it <3) but i wanted to request an aroace (aromantic asexual) headcanon/fic (whichever you’re more comfy with) :D like it’s valentine’s day and gn! yn is feeling uncomfy and out of place and so the seven realize later in the day they felt weird and decide to watch movies and just hangout bc platonic love >>
Word count: 700
Warnings: none!
-Asnyox
During Valentine’s day everyone always talks about love, and sure the concept is great and all. You never minded that people fell in or out of love, you never minded some talk about it, or giving advice if needed. But, in February it was just, more and more and more, and it didn’t stop.
Often people ask whether you were thinking about getting a Valentine, but telling them you were an aromantic asexual got them to stop caring quickly. It wasn’t that you minded, it was just not what you hoped for. Maybe you want some love too? Platonic, please?
Personally, it didn’t help that everyone in your friend group was dating someone else. Piper had her new girlfriend, Percy and Annabeth were basically the perfect couple, heck even Leo was once again chasing people (didn’t he learn?). It made you feel uncomfortable to say the least, but you figured, much like any year, you could just stay in your cabin, stay out of the way, and ignore the pressure of society for a bit.
As you were finishing breakfast, Hazel and Frank walked up to you.
‘Hey, (Y/n), we were all thinking of going out together. Do you want to join?’ Hazel politely asked you and you gazed at the group behind her. All couples as far as you could see, and your chest tightened.
‘Uh, I don’t think that’s a good idea.’ you shrugged as you stood up, ‘I have, uh, stuff to do.’ you quickly said as you looked at Frank and Hazel once again.
‘Ah, but we were looking forward to catching up with you!’ Frank said and you quickly shook your head.
‘Maybe later, but thanks. Have fun on your dates!’ You quickly walked away, cursing to yourself. You knew you were being less than subtle about the situation, but you didn’t want to deal with it right now. Besides, Valentines is only one day a year so if you could just suck it up for a day then everything would go back to normal.
However, unbeknownst to you, your friends felt guilty about ignoring your behaviour. They were only an hour into the couples picnic when Jason spoke up.
‘(Y/n) is having a rough day huh,’ he said and murmurs of agreement were heard all around.
‘They don’t like Valentines, for obvious reasons.’ Annabeth duly noted as she moved her gaze from her salad to the rest of the group, ‘What? Didn’t you all know?’
They did know about your orientation and they realized their mistakes.
‘So that’s why they didn’t want to hang out, they felt weird being around so many couples.’ Frank realized out loud and some people nodded in agreement.
‘You know what,’ Leo said as he sat up, ‘We could just watch movies as friends today, for (Y/n)?’ he offered and there seemed to be an agreement amongst everyone.
‘I mean, as long as none of the love birds here disagree?’ Piper asked, sending her girlfriend a look. Her girlfriend smiled and shook her head.
‘Let’s go then!’ Leo stood up and took the lead, closely followed by the rest of the seven.
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You sighed, just sitting on your bed with a book in hand. Luckily none of your siblings were in the cabin, which gave you peace and quiet. Except, this was disrupted by 7 people just striding into your safe haven.
‘We are here to watch a movie with you.’ Percy simply stated as he plopped down beside you on the bed.
‘Uuh, thanks?’ you grimace at the thought of every couple just cuddling while being left alone, ‘but no thanks. I am fine like this.’
Leo sat down on your other side, and he shot you a grin.
‘You are not getting a choice in this. This Valentines we are celebrating platonic love and we cannot do that without our best friend, right guys?’ he said and some murmurs of agreement were heard. People were settling down, and somehow a laptop screen was propped up in front of everyone. You noted that none of the couples were sitting directly next to each other, but instead they were all separated. Maybe Valentines was not that bad, if you celebrated all types of love.