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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 209 jìngyí & rishen ⊹ ۪ ࣪
. ˚◞꒰ 🍡 mad scientist x reader, mad doctor x reader, spider monster x reader, moth monster x reader, mantis x reader, snake monster x reader, yanderes x reader, villains x reader ꒱
your back flushes to the cold wall. harsh pants leaving your lips as you steady your breathing. ready a handful of your powers. brace to charge back into the halls of the facility now filled with carnage.
their forces were always quite something to be reckoned with. what else should you expect from a pair of self-righteous psychopaths?
numerous members of your team have already fallen. you could not grieve, not yet. it was apart of the job — being an enigma in the resistance and all. but you fought back with all you had.
it was easier, at least it wasn’t them.
your former lovers,
the men you played like a fiddle. a wound to their pride — not that you were exactly proud of it either.
enough of that. you have a mission.
alas the thought is too late. you had been so caught up in your temporary world of thoughts that you completely missed the sneaking footsteps of what you would quickly come to know was another one of their assassins.
a maroon aura surrounds the bullets hurled at you. quick. you dodge. you dish back. stumble. anything to stay unharmed. keep from that blasted material that would render your powers useless.
one step,
two step,
three.
four.
it’s getting harder to evade. even harder to take down. with the wound at your side and the haze in your eyes.
your back hits the wall. all breath vanishes.
a barrel.
could this be it?
death? you thought it’d come sooner.
yet just when you’re about to accept fate. close your eyes and take your last. warm splatters your stomach. a thud hits the ground.
and when your eyes flutter open you meet a different maroon from across the dark catacomb. joined by a pair of slitted amber not too far away. a duo that once gave you comfort. but now —
now. . .
“well look who came trotting back in,”
rishen calls and you hate the way your heart flutters. he’s about to rip it out, and yet it has the audacity to flutter.
“would have much rathered you on your knees, darling. but we suppose beggars cannot be choosers.” the second drawls, and if you were not with your back to the wall and your life in their hands. you’d almost think you missed him too.
but it’s a thought you cannot entertain. for you are quickly overtaken by the reality that they just killed one of their own men.
why?
“what. . . wh-what’re you -”
it seemed that they read your mind. for rishen swiftly yanks the tendril from the man he just murdered and his husband takes a step forward.
“save you? of course not, sweet thing.”
he’s in front of you in a flash. trailing a tender, cold hand down your face. lifting it like the way he always did. his claw hand takes your waist and he pulls you from the wall. spinning you around.
rishen’s warmth meets your back. you can feel him approaching.
but his smooth, eerily calm voice meets your ears first.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ grim reaper x reader, spiderman x reader, cw: smut, fingering, dirty talk, semi-public, brat-taming ⊹ ۪ ࣪
“sshh, ssshhh. . .”
"g-gege — m-mnn -ege p—easssee,”
your pathetic little whines muffle against the reaper's large hand while his other stuffs two fingers into your needy cunt. creating a lewd, squelching noise with every skilfull thrust.
"that's it darling, take gege's fingers,” the heated mumble of talisen over you nearly having your eyes roll back — a feat he successfully achieves when his palm roughly grinds against your puffy clit. the sudden extra stimulation has you mewling and squirming further up the theatre bathroom sink. all while your hips buck against his hand and a string of squeals leaves your lips.
“oh look at this messy little cunt,” a curl of his digits against your sweetspot. “do you like that pretty? yes? ohhhh yes yes yeeeesss,” his overly sweet croon fills your ears as his fingers fuck into that one spot again and again. intentionally amplifying the wet noises of your weeping pussy.
“g-gege — mngh, h-hngh! t-tal geggeeee,” your tummy feels another knot. your legs squirm and try to press together — but in turn, he only pistons his hand faster.
“uh-uh,”
talisen's scolding comes with a click of his tongue as his deep voice dralls right beside your ear. with a pop, his fingers pull out and firmly shove your thighs open. this leaves you on full display for him as that same large hand comes down to tap at your slit and swollen clit.
“you're gonna take it like a good fucking slut. aren't you? mhhhmmmm. say 'sorry gege'. 'sorry for being a little brat all day.' yeah? there we go darling.”
the fake sweetness in his voice has you shaking, along with the sudden plunging of his fingers once more. this time with a third and far more rapid, shallow thrusts. fucking you through another squirting of your cunt while the hand on your mouth withdraws, just so he can stick two fingers against your tongue and listen to your struggle of moans and whimpers.
“h-hnngh. . .”
"thereeeee we go. good baobei," hungry maroon eyes stare at the second round of mess dripping from your thighs.
Thinking about trying to annoy Jingyi all day! Just to get a reaction out of him!! He's always so nice and sweet to you and, though you do love that, you just wanna see if he has a meaner side. He does. A hand wrapped around your mouth as he uses his body to press your own deeper into the matress. All because he couldn't stand hearing you whine at him anymore!! Fucking your cunny full of cum as you cry behind his hand saying your sorry's and how you'll never do it again! You definitely will though!
"You just wanted to be treated like a little cock sleeve, huh?"
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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 9948e jìngyí
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🥮 ꒱ ⊹ ۪ ࣪ reaper x reader
you forget just how much bigger jìngyí is than you. not only in height, but stature. it’s always so deceptive under those long and elegant hanfus and that soft face of his.
but when he has you here, using his strength to pin you down. the sheer force of his hips smacking into yours holding you against the mattress. an arm hooked around your head so that his large hand can clamp over your mouth. pressing you up against him.
so that all you can do is messily take his cock again and again — until you’re drooling all over his fingers. muffling out your spluttered apologies and pleas.
but he doesn’t care. when you push him this far he’s not stopping until he’s fucked the manners right back into you. until your mind’s numb and your cross-eyed.
unable to think about anything other than his body crushing yours beneath him.
the way his cock stretched out your walls with every shallow thrust. how he fills you up again and again until you’re certain he’s thoroughly plugged you up.
“this is what you wanted right baby? wanted to be such a fucking brat,” his deep groan hovers your ear and the snapping of his hips is still all the same.
he has the nerve to reach down and give your poor cunt a smack when he pulls out for but a moment.
“fuck, made such a mess for me down there.”
he’d only flip you over and trap you again. arm hooked around your throat as he fucks your poor body into the mattress for as long as he thinks you deserve.
zhao haitao, rishima singhania, alessio arias dating a very innocent and airheaded female S/O who loves them very much and is very clingy and is happy to be in a relationship with them
˖ ࣪ ଓ alessio absolutely loves you. he adores the way you tilt your head at him and smile your sweet, silly smile. how you ask the most random of questions that have him puzzled, how you skip over to him when you see him in one of the hallways of uni. he can never not look at you with such a light in his eyes whenever he sees you, you’re just too adorable to him.
˖ ࣪ ଓ it’s the punk goth boyfriend x preppy pretty girlfriend ommgggg your aesthetics contrast one another so perfectly and he loves it<3
˖ ࣪ ଓ oh he spoils you rotten. anything to see that smile on your face and have you excitedly kiss him all over as a thank you.
˖ ࣪ ଓ he doesn’t mind how clingy you are as it makes his own clinginess feel validated. not to mention, he gets a high when you’re just all over him at any times of the day. he returns the favour tenfold. you two are always holding hands, snuggling, or having your arms wrapped around one another.
˖ ࣪ ଓ your innocence was another thing that he found amusing. one of his favourite pass-times was flirting with you pre-dating. it was always so fun seeing the way that your face would light up when you realised what he was insinuating or how you’d hide your face and try to turn away into your locker. even still, his flirting knows no bounds. whenever you get shy and start whining at him, he merely squeezes your waist while you bury your face into him, allowing him to press some kisses up your neck and chuckle at your little squeals.
“hmm, you embarrassed querida? awww I know, I knooowww, I’m such a mean bastard huh? heh.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ at times, alessio can match you in airheaded-ness. your group of friends always joke about how the two of you are perfect for each other. for as smart as alessio is, he can at times be such a dumbass. there have been occasions where you’ve said something so so silly - only to have him reply with something even sillier. the both of you silently stare at each other before bursting out into a series of chuckles and giggles.
˖ ࣪ ଓ gives you the biggest cheek smooches whenever you get something wrong or say something silly and feel a bit flustered because of it.
˖ ࣪ ଓ when you excitedly call out for him in the uni halls and trot over to him, best believe that the mercenary is dropping everything to spin around and scoop you up into his arms, peppering kisses all over your face, making you squeal and try to push him away playfully — which of course he doesn’t allow. snatching your smaller hands in his and giving them a squeeze as he continues his kiss attack
˖ ࣪ ଓ the way that you are simply so in-love with him; at times you end up flustering him when he turns to you at times and finds you already staring back at him, your eyes full of awe and a small lovestruck smile on your face. it’s grounds for having him actually blush on his face rather than his ears. squishes your face and calls you his pretty, precious girl.
“ayy pretty, pretty girl. yes, yes you are. I’ll here none of it. my best girl, mi preciosa.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ expect him to be very protective over you. he doesn’t want anyone taking advantage of you, not with your innocence and sweetness. he really embodies the doberman boyfriend should he sense something that feels off with someone you’re talking to. makes sure to loom behind you and glare the person down, watching in satisfaction as they scamper off. yet the moment you turn around to look at him after glancing around in confusion, he’s immediately smiling so that you don’t have the chance to catch his previously intimidating look. cups your face and presses a few kisses to your lips in the process.
“hey there mi amor. . . hmm? what I’m doing here? well I’m here to see my pretty girl of course — wanna go grab a milkshake?”
˖ ࣪ ଓ loves you so so much and wouldn’t trade you in for the world.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🧁 ꒱ 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒂
˖ ࣪ ଓ one would think that someone of the scientist’s nature would grow irritated with having such a significant other, but they would be sorely wrong. while she might not show it to the common eye, rishima absolutely adores having you as her girlfriend. it’s so relieving to be around you since you’re the exact opposite of her.
˖ ࣪ ଓ sunshine x grumpy hellloooo you’re both perfect for each other. your little smiles and gleams in comparison to her blank, often intimidating looks? y’all are so gay.
˖ ࣪ ଓ at times she forgets that she has to simplify some things that she says when it comes to her work. she will go on a whole tangent telling you about her recent project, only to look over and find you looking at her with the most lost smile. she always sighs, strokes your cheek with her thumb and presses a soft kiss to your lips.
“you didn’t understand a thing I just said did you? well that’s alright, doll. I’m glad you like my voice.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ alternatively, cannot get enough of your voice. loves when you start rambling to her about anything and everything. she silently listens, staring at you with so much love in her magenta eyes. love that will be inconceivable should one not know rishima enough.
˖ ࣪ ଓ she takes pride in teaching you new things. even if you may not always understand. it brings her happiness when she sees the way that your eyes light up when you understand something and how you do excited little wiggles. it makes her heart flutter. she is always so patient with you despite her reputation contradicting such.
˖ ࣪ ଓ at times she forgets about how innocent you are and might say things bluntly, as it is her nature. she always gets a bit confused when you gasp and place a hand over your mouth, only for her to quickly realise. she can never stop herself from chuckling and reaching over to press her red lips to the side of your head. if you catch her in the right mood, she might even tease you a bit for it.
˖ ࣪ ଓ admittedly your clinginess took some getting used to. she is a very busy person given her line of work and sometimes she feels bad when she cannot give you all of the attention that you want and deserve. she always makes sure to make up for it in any way that you can. whether that be taking you out on various dates whenever she gets some time on her hands or snuggling up to you whenever she gets home late. during the latter, should you wake up, she typically offers you to have some warm drinks in the kitchen with her, all while she strokes at your sides and presses kisses along your shoulders.
“evening doll. . . mm, yeah, got back a bit late. want some hot chocolate? yeah? come along then sweetheart. . . let me hear about your day.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ sometimes you surprise rishima with how much you really love her. as someone who battles with a lot of insecurities, she sometimes feels undeserving of your love. but when you look at her with such adoration, she actually feels human. you make her feel alive.
˖ ࣪ ଓ have mercy on those that use your kindness and airheadedness against you. rishima has made it abundantly clear that she is not afraid to throw people down either physically or with her words should they get a bit too comfortable with you. she tends to get a bit more protective than you realise. even going as far as threatening to ruin people’s lives behind your back should they so much as make you cry.
˖ ࣪ ଓ sometimes you make her lose braincells with the things you say. once you started debating why people find it normal to drink milk from animals but not humans — it’s times like these where she kisses you to distract you.
˖ ࣪ ଓ to combat your clingliness and her busy schedule, at times, she allows you to sit with her while she’s doing research work. allows you to sit all pretty in her lap or on her desk should she need to use her equipment. has your hand in one of hers while she continues on with her work.
˖ ࣪ ଓ wishes she could give you the world honestly. you’re so precious to her and while her typical expressions might not show it — she’s absolutely smitten for you.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🧁 ꒱ 𝒛𝒉𝒂𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒐
˖ ࣪ ଓ he would adore his bimbo girlfriend with his entire being — no quite literally. even the symbiote bound to him cannot get his hands or mind off of you. fighting with haitao on the daily to be the one in control for a bit just so he can see you and play around with you and listen to your giggles as he plays with your hair and tickles your body. all to hear those lovely laughs you allow to pass through your body — all to see that big smile and those shining eyes pointed in his direction and his direction only.
˖ ࣪ ଓ tired grumpy x energetic sunshine trope — and you know what, it’s perfect, because you bring this reaper man back to life within seconds with just one flash of a smile or look from you.
˖ ࣪ ଓ if there is something that he can never get enough of, it is watching your smiles and happy expressions turn confused within seconds when he begins explaining his work plans to you. and when you bite your lip while smiling in slight embarrassment for not being able to understand any of what he told you, he can only ever feel a rush of excitement go through him, as he gets to squish your face and reassure you that he should’ve explained it in a different way. and he does indeed always end up explaining it to you all over again, this time in a less complicated way than the last, so that he can see the way your face shifts between confusion and interest.
˖ ࣪ ଓ clingy? you think you can out-cling this man? he has lost way too much in his life to let go of you, so your clinginess is absolute heaven to both famine and him. you two ( three ) can easily make people sick from sight of the physical closeness you have with each other. you send this man to the stratosphere when you initiate physical affection and draw him to do the same to you. your touch is intoxicating to him. whenever he has to go work, you’ll both be weeping and whining about not wanting to.
“I don’t want to go either baobei — I knoooooow, I know. . . hhhhh I know. come here let me kiss the departure away. yeah? you’d like that wouldn’t you. I certainly would. pretty pretty pretty, beautiful girl.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ one thing he can worry about sometimes is your air-headedness. he loves you so very much and he knows that despite everything, you are very capable and can speak up for yourself. . . sometimes — and then other times, when he watches you run into danger without any care whatsoever, that precious smile covering your lips, he can get a little worried for you. oftentimes ends up being the one dragging you away from any potential danger or conflict so you don’t get yourself hurt on accident. he finds your air-headedness as amusing as he finds it concerning. he can’t say much though can he? not when he’s got famine bound to him.
“baobei. . . I know that you uh. wanna help but — I can do just fine, please just stay here because I don’t want you to get hurt, yeah? yeah that’s it. good girl.”
˖ ࣪ ଓ your innocence to him is quite amusing. he enjoys it whenever you spew out words and don’t always catch onto what they mean at first, until you then do the moment you notice the lift of his eyebrow and the smirk that his usually poker-faced expression shifts into. he especially loves to watch your entire face heat up and go deep red whenever he pins you up against any nearby wall and whispers small flirting compliments into your ears, while leaving subtle touches around your body to leave that lingering feeling of a hand on your waist, hips, thighs or ribs. all so that he can hear you whining out his name. hiding your face in the corner of his shoulder. which he never allows you to do for long, pulling away your face from his shoulder so that he can place deep kisses against your lips, barely allowing you have your oxygen.
˖ ࣪ ଓ he gets all giddy whenever you run up to him to tell him about something new you learned that you read or heard about from your mutuals and friends — even if he already knows what you’re talking about, he will listen intently and look at you like you are his entire world. because you are.
˖ ࣪ ଓ sometimes allows famine to wrap himself around you while you’re already hugging onto haitao. so it’s a nice little symbiotic hug.
“famine thinks. that you are never leaving. famine won’t let you.”
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a relieved groan eases into the air. wet strands of dark hair sticking to your skin and that of pale as he leans his head back into your skillful hands.
“mm, someone’s finally relaxing,”
“shut it,”
“you’re like a grumpy cat!”
“I am not gr - mmm,” another sigh of content as your fingers expertly work against one of the aching muscles against his head. another breath and haitāo is nuzzling back into your shoulder. smearing foamy soap all over your skin.
a hushed laugh leaves you as the warm water eases tense muscles. you had offered a relaxing bath in response to your tired lover trudging in after a long day at the resistance. messy hair, dark circles that put even a raccoon to shame and that low, grave voice that practically spoke for him — he needed a break.
needless to say, it was a mission in it of itself to actually get haitāo to agree. what with his vehement protests and assurances that he was fine. that all he needed was a shower before getting right back into his newest set of plans.
luckily, you know one of his greatest weaknesses.
yours truly.
“you sure?” the croon in your voice is just as soft as the hands that soon caress you. foaming soap all over your skin just as you did to him. massaging his own fingers into the crevices that ached for you as well, stealing little squeezes here and there at your thighs or hips whenever he could.
“because you certainly do act like a cat. had to practically throw you in,”
your grin is met with an arch of his brow and a deep chuckle reverberates from within the reaper’s throat. “with all due respect, doll, don’t think you really have it in you to throw me.”
now it’s your turn to roll your eyes and huff out of him. arms hooking around his neck as you push forward and find your rightful place in his lap.
“you doubt my strength, mister zhào,” another huff which quickly turns into a yelp when those strong hands are on your hips once more. squeezing as they always do.
“just as one does the strength of a puppy.”
“I’m not a puppy!”
“well you’ve certainly got the eyes of one,” cupping your face, he draws you in and peppers kisses all over your face. chuckling at your whines. “certainly whine like one too.”
a smack to his chest and he’s pressing a kisses to your throat in apology. before he slumps back against the edge of the tub with a contented sigh. face buried into your neck and body melting against yours.
“mmm, just a few more minutes.”
“we can be here for as long as you’d like baby,” and so you press another kiss to his temple.
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Talisen, my hands are freezing so.... you can help me warm them up! *sticks them up his shirt*
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 781 zhao talisen
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🧁 ꒱ grim reaper x reader, spider-man x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪
a dark brow arches high when he feels your cold hands beneath his shirt. talisen locks his gaze with you and waits for a few seconds before cocking his head to the side. “cold? your hands are quite warm, baobei.”
if anything, you quickly learn that putting your hands up his shirt made it even worse. what is he — an icicle?
removing your hands and bringing them up to his lips to press a few kisses, he then picks you up and carries you off to his bed. “come, let us get beneath a blanket and warm you right up, hmm?” he nuzzles against your face, his feathery lashes tickling at your skin
// quick fact! reapers have a very very low body temperature so your cold hands will probably warm for poor tal over here hehe thank you for the ask! I was waiting to reveal this little fact