another late easter special, but have some easter spice, cod men edition! hopefully these read as gender neutral as possible <3
you wear 🐰bunny ears🐰 on easter headcanons ( tf 141, alejandro, and graves )
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ GHOST
to say he's surprised is an understatement. sure, you two have your fun, but you've never really dressed up for him in any way before
so seeing you in bunny ears, a crop top, and shorts is a very welcome sight
he's gentle with you when he reaches you, his calloused hands skimming over the softness of the bunny ears, and you see a gentle smile on his lips
'you look absolutely adorable, you know that?' he asks you, his voice soft, yet raspy. and it's true, you're the most beautiful creature he's ever seen
and he's quick to show you, leading you to the bed and laying you on it, on full display for him
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SOAP
soap thought he had the world in the palm of his hand the one halloween you wore the cat ears, but this...
he practically pounces on you the second he sees you, chuckling as the bunny ears bounce and the band covers your eyes for a brief moment
'aye, let's fix those up a bit, shall we?' he chuckles, gently adjusting them back onto your head as you laugh
his lips are on yours in an instant, his hands roaming your body, feeling you squirm under his touch.
'how about we get you in a cottontail next year, hm?' he teases, one hand gripping your rear. and that's when you knew you'd woken an animal in him
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ GAZ
'oh, fuckin' hell...' he breathes when he sees you. you're laying in your bed, your bedroom eyes on full display, as well as the rest of you
you're in the skimpiest lingerie you could find, pink to match the bunny ears on your head, and gaz is hooked
he walks to you in a trance, his eyes never leaving your body, and he crawls on top of you slowly and steadily
'all for me? you shouldn't have...' he purrs, his fingers toying with the straps of the lingerie
'all for you,' you whisper back, and you pull him in for a kiss, which he eagerly returns, ready to get your night started
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ PRICE
price wouldn't consider himself a religious man, but when he saw you, he swore he saw god, maybe even heard a chorus of angels in the background
you looked so perfect, opening the door to him in cute little bunny ears, and one of his shirts. nothing else covering you
'see, i would have gotten the hat, too. but i would never cut ear holes in it,' you tease, and he lets out a breathy chuckle as his hands fall to your hips
'that would have gotten you in trouble, yeah...' he murmurs, still in a daze as his eyes roamed over you
from that point on, you're his little bunny, and he makes sure to remind you of it every second of every day, when he can
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ALEJANDRO
the only thing that leaves his lips the moment he sees you is your name, and it's barely above a whisper
you'd worn lingerie for him before, but never had you made yourself look so ... so sexy and vulnerable, and it's all for his eyes, and his eyes alone
when he reaches you, he can't bring himself to take anything off of you. he just wants to look at you, like the work of art you are
when he does finally get his hands on you, he's gentle, treating you like porcelain that could shatter at any moment
it's the most magical night of your life, funnily enough. he made you see stars, unlike any other time you made love, and you made a mental note to treat him to this more often
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ GRAVES
'well, look at what we have here...' his voice is soft, and there's a smirk on his lips as he spots you in white bunny ears and matching white lingerie
but despite the smirk on his lips, his eyes are full of a mix of love and lust, just taking in how you look, admiring your body and everything about it
he's drawn to you like a magnet, his arms wrap around your waist and his hands fall to your bottom, gripping it and pushing you against him
'it can be dangerous for a little lost bunny, if they're not careful," he whispers, giving your ass a squeeze
that night, he simply ravages you, unable to keep his hands to himself. and he sincerely hopes there'll be more nights like this in the future
There is a time and a place for everything. It was the first thing they mentioned to you once you joined the royal family. Appearance is the top most priority even if you think no one is nearby because you married the heir to the royal throne.
You always tried to maintain a perfect appearance especially during parties and dinners but your beloved husband always tried to ruin it. Was he trying to get you on his mother’s bad side once again? Or did he just enjoy the miserable look on your face as you tried to remain indifferent to his touches.
The act alone made you even more antsy as a million pair of eyes shifted from one direction to another, hoping they’ll never land on you two. Yoongi was particularly more hands on when you wore silk. How easily the fabric could be stained if you weren’t too careful.
“Yoongi.”
It felt like you were ready to cry as his pace began to quicken and you were sure people around you could hear his fingers coming in and out of your wet lips. It was his favorite dress and you didn’t want to walk around with your copper dress stained from your excitement. You still had to do a toast after all of this and you cursed yourself for not wearing a more traditional dress. Though that has never stopped him and you’re still left wondering how some people didn’t catch on that one time...
“What is it darling?” he asked innocently as his fingers came out of you. You watched him lick his fingers and a ‘plop’ just to get a bigger reaction out of you. “The soup is absolutely delicious,” he smiled.
You wanted to hide up in your bedroom as the guest muttered in agreement and also a mixture of confusion at his actions. If you weren’t within earshot of your mother-in-law you would’ve cupped Yoongi’s balls.
“You’re really testing me right now,” you half whispered. You dance your spoon around the soup that was anything but delicious.
The party came to a close and fake smiles were plastered on both your faces as your guest bid you goodbye. You hardly bothered remembering their names because it didn’t matter, all that mattered was that they remembered yours.
It’s only been a few months since you were introduced to the public and so far the reactions were neutral. Which is not a bad thing, however, you wanted to be engraved in their minds in a positive light. A pair of hands wrapped around your waist caught your attention once more.
“What’s that pretty head of yours worrying about?” he asked, kissing your shoulder.
You shook your head, “Nothing. I do have a bone to pick with you, darling.”
He chuckled taking your hand, “Than lets go upstairs. I adore your nagging.”
You rolled your eyes and as soon as you were out of ears reached he began to leave sloppy kisses around your neck. For Yoongi, the honeymoon phase has yet to wear off. All you really did during the actual honeymoon was sex, eat and have more sex afterword. If it weren’t for the maids wondering around at every corner he would have you pressed up against the stairs.
As you entered the your shared bedroom his hand lifted the bottom of your knee length dress. “I love this dress so fucking much,” he muttered as he cupped your breast in his hand. He left sloppy kisses all over your upper body not taking your clothes of yet. You fell on the bed and tried to pull him with you but he stopped you.
He instead go on his knees and got in between your thighs. “White isn’t all that sexy but when you wear it,” he trailed off. He planted a kiss on your wet clothed sex and you gasped.
His attention turned in another direction as he began to feel you up from beneath your dress. This was one of the reasons why you adore wearing silk. It was like being enveloped by clouds, so light and soothing. You moaned as he took one of your breasts, toying with your nipple through your dress.
“You also decided to wear this dress? God I just wanted to take you up here the instance you walked downstairs,” he whispered as he sucked on your other breast.
“I knew you’d like it,” you barely manage to say. He was too gentle and slow, leaving you antsy and aching. You felt his burning cock hit your thigh and you tried getting up but Yoongi wouldn’t let you. You weren’t one for whining but he was being real selfish for torturing this long.
“Can you just fuck me already.”
Leaving you dry back when you were eating and now this. If it wasn’t for Yoongi’s hold on your wrist you would’ve relieved some of the ache in between your legs. He only chuckled, taking things even slower as he slowly flicked his tongue against your hardened nipple.
You felt your dress ride up your thighs as Yoongi placed his knee in between your dripping core. By instinct you began to rock your hips against it as you grabbed the sheets of your bed, letting out a sigh of relief. “You couldn’t wait any longer could you?”he asked.
“I was tired of you taking your sweet ass time,”you muttered.
He coaxed his brow as he leaned closer to you,”What was that?” The low tone of his voice made your desire that much more painful. You knew this could go for or against you as he straightened himself up. You rubbing your thighs together wanting to take off your panties as it stuck to your dripping core.
As if reading your mind he took them off for you. It made you eager wondering if he was done teasing you. You watched as he slid off his boxers and you could almost feel him inside filling every inch of you. It was all you wanted back when he was fingering you under the table just an hour ago. He stroked himself saying something with a mixture of your name as his eyes shut.
It was a blissful scene lighting a fiery desire within you. Seeing him touch himself was almost satisfying. If only he wasn’t such a tease you would have enjoyed this more. Selfish is what he really was for keeping you waiting this long.
His eyes finally opened once again, his normal dull brown eyes showed only lust once they met yours. The look he gave you made your stomach tightened as his hands roamed up your legs, spreading them apart once again.
He didn’t waste any time once he aligned himself inside of you. You let out a cry of happiness as you rocked your hips savoring the feeling of him. He was pleased as well because you could hear him let out a sigh as he let you take control of the pace.
“Come here,” he whispered, pulling you into his lap instead.
You gripped onto his shoulders, digging your head into the crook of his neck panting as you quickened your pace. From all the teasing you felt like you were going to burst any second. Grunting in the process of trying to keep up with you he dug his nails into your hips causing you to whimper. You could feel your stomach tighten as Yoongi adjusted his angle, his cock felt even deeper inside you as he thrusted into you again.
You tried to keep yourself steady in his arms but at this point your body felt like a leaf. You didn’t know you were moaning so loud until he covered your mouth. His forehead was glistening with sweat as his thrust started to become sloppy. The back of your thighs felt wet and the noises were much more prominent now each time you slammed down his cock.
“You’re making such a mess it even got on your dress darling,”he whispered as he sucked on your neck. You furrowed your eyebrows together as you finally came undone beneath him. It left you weak as you rested on Yoongi’s chest as he was still trying to chase his high.
You whined as he continued slamming into your now sensitive core. It felt like you were going to come again as he dug himself deeper into you as he came. It left the both of you breathless and neither of you could move.
“Are you ok darling? Was I too rough?” he asked as he laid you down onto the bed. You nodded still not finding your voice as you opened your eyes. He kissed your temple, walking over to the side table pouring you a glass of water. You gladly took it, sitting up to drink it.
“You look awful,” he joked as he sat beside you.
You rolled your eyes, ”Shut up and let's go shower. It’s my turn to annoy you.”
I just need something spicy about ghost and him using that beautiful nose to uh…stimulate his girl when he goes down on her. Please 👀
he's fully aware how it makes you feel. it isn't the way he grips your thighs with his large hands, or the way his muscled shoulders feel under the heels of your feet. no, it's the way his nose bumps your clit as he devours your cunt like a man starved.
he loves the way you can't get enough, how you mewl and moan for him. he actually used to be self conscious about his nose, but here it is, bringing you immense pleasure
it makes him go feral when you ride his face and you angle yourself just right to make sure that every time you rock your hips, his nose brushes against that sensitive nub. it makes your breath stutter and your body jolt, but you just keep going
or when you grab his hair and move his head, he loves it. he loves that you crave the feeling of his nose against you, and while it might sound ridiculous, he gets a little rush out of it. he breathes in deep and fuck do you smell delicious. even better than you taste, maybe. it drives him fucking wild
ok hear me out, surprising bi han with the gift of getting you pregnant for his birthday 😏 (I feel like he would immediately start begging for heirs the second he gets married)
ohhhhhh i've been looking so forward to this one!!
for sure he starts asking to start a family almost instantly. like he wants to start trying on his wedding night. but you promise him it'll happen in due time
he respects your boundaries of course, but you can tell he's getting antsy. he wants to expand his clan, and he just overall wants to start a family with you
so, it comes. the day finally comes. it's his birthday, and he hasn't seen you all day. but when he does see you ...
you're laying in bed, in a gorgeous slip, and he couldn't take his eyes off of you.
"what is this about?" he asks you, and you just beckon him forward, your eyes smoldering as you take in his shock
"i think you might have mentioned once or twice about starting a family?" you asks in mock innocence, and he stops dead
"you ... you're ready now?" he whispers, and his voice is the softest you've ever heard it. you swear you can see the excitement in his eyes
"mhm, i am. think of it as a very happy birthday present," you say, and he practically pounces on you
there's no greater gift to him than being inside of you, thrusting and pounding into you in the hopes of getting you pregnant
of course he does, he's determined as fuck. and all he wants is to see you swell with his children
happy early birthday! what if it's reader's birthday and hughie and the others are trying to keep her party a surprise but reader thinks they forgot about it and butcher attempts to cheer her up in his own way? if you're not taking fic reqs that's fine too - but i hope you're having an excellent day and birthday to come! <33
a birthday surprise
pairing: (slight) billy butcher x reader, the boys x reader (platonic)
word count: 1116
notes: i loved this so much and also my friends forgot my birthday today so far so
it was strange. no one had been really talking to you much the last few weeks. they were brief conversations, pleasantries were exchanged, and every time to walked by, they would hurriedly stop whispering, though you swore you heard your name come up in conversation. yet, when you asked about it, m.m or hughie were often very quick to reassure you everything was okay. it puzzled you, and maybe even hurt your feelings slightly, but what could you do? you had hoped it would have stopped by your birthday, but that hope was fading, and fast.
the morning of your birthday, you woke up and reached for your phone. you had been hoping to get a few texts overnight from the more late owl-ish ones of the group, like frenchie or or annie, but there was nothing from either of them. of course, you replied to the well wishes from your other friends and family, the ones too far away for you to to be with, but your immediate friends, the family you had forged yourself, there was nothing from them so far. maybe you were just overthinking it, and everything was fine. that thought alone helped you get up out of one of the extra beds butcher had set up in the flatiron building, but when you went down to the main meeting room, no one was even around to greet you. you stood there quietly, just looking around the room, and your shoulders slumped. they hadn’t ever done this to you before, they’d never forgotten your birthday before … but you supposed there was a first time for everything.
sighing, you went to go make yourself a cup of coffee with one of the pods butcher kept near the coffee machine. and as your back was turned, you heard one of the doors open, then shut, and heavy footsteps came up behind you.
“oh good, someone’s finally awake,” billy said, and you merely glanced over your shoulder to look at him.
“oh, uh, yeah. i am,” you replied, then grabbed your ready coffee and added your milk and sugar to it.
“everything all right?” he asked, and you shrugged your shoulders.
“sure, i guess so.”
“all right, don’t fuck around. tell me what’s bothering you.”
you sighed and sipped at your coffee, avoiding his gaze.
“it’s stupid,” you muttered, and he scoffed.
“could be. but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t share it.”
you thought for a moment, then shrugged again and looked up at him. when you did, he watched his expression change ever so slightly, his brows pinching together and his eyes narrowing a bit.
“so far, no one’s remembered my birthday. not even you, from the looks of it,” you said, and he went stiff for a second.
“nonsense, i didn’t forget,” he said, causing you to roll your eyes.
“you didn’t exactly come in wishing me a happy birthday, now did you?”
he couldn’t answer that, it was true. he came in with a few harmless jabs, but that wasn’t exactly what you wanted.
“i didn’t, you’re right. and … i’m sorry. here, let me make it up to you before i call up hughie and yell at him for this.”
“no, don’t worry about it. it’s about time i just let go of the whole birthday thing anyways. probably getting too old for it.”
billy shook his head and set a gentle hand on your shoulder, which made you look up at him with a soft sigh.
“nonsense. go get ready, i’m taking you to lunch.”
***
you and butcher were sitting in a diner booth across from each other, eating and talking like two old friends. it was nice, relaxed, and great way to take your mind off of the sadness of earlier. your plates were both nearly cleaned, and you had a milkshake in front of you, something billy encouraged you to get.
“i’m buyin’, so treat yourself,” he had said, and you did so with a bit of hesitation. but overall, it was a nice afternoon out, and you were enjoying yourself. it was the best birthday lunch you’d had in a while, and you almost didn’t want it to end.
“almost time to head back. got lots of work to do,” billy said, and you nodded, using the straw in your glass to stir the last bits of ice cream and whipped cream around.
“i guess so. but thank you for this,” you said, looking up at him with a smile. “i had a really nice time with you.”
“it’s the least i can do. wasn’t exactly a gentleman about it this morning.”
you laughed as he paid the check, and then you left the diner together. you were in much better spirits as you walked down the sidewalk, and you gently nudged billy.
“thanks again. and … don’t yell at the others. i’m sure it was just an accident. we all have a lot going on these days,” you said.
“you sure? you know i don’t mind knocking their heads together every so often,” he said, and you nodded.
“i’m sure.”
you made it back to the flatiron building, and he let you inside first, holding the door open for you. then, you walked the flights of stairs together, and all was quiet. but this time, you weren’t bothered by it. when you made it to the final floor, the one with the group office, billy clapped you on the shoulder gently before pushing the door open.
“happy birthday, luv,” he said, and as you walked inside, everyone jumped out from behind the desks and couches in the room, yelling a synchronous ‘surprise!’.
“what the fuck!” you exclaimed, pressing a hand to your chest as billy came up behind you.
“you didn’t really think they forgot, did you?” he asked, and you turned to look up at him, with wide eyes.
“you knew?” you gasped.
“someone had to distract you long enough for these dickheads to decorate. the one thing they couldn’t manage on their own.”
“sorry we made you think otherwise,” hughie said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, and frenchie nodded, alongside m.m.
“with everything going on, it felt like a surprise party would be a good pick-me-up,” m.m explained, and you smiled a bit.
“well, i appreciate the thought. even if the day didn’t start out great, the second half was a lot better,” you said, glancing at billy, who offered a rare, genuine smile.
“enough sap, let’s get to the drinks,” he said, walking up beside you and setting an arm around your shoulders, leading you into the office, where you had the best party you’d ever had.
a johnny x femreader where he catches her while masturbating. could be kinda awkward but hot in its own way ;))
please master feed this hungry rat 🫡
johnny couldn't hear your soft gasps and moans as he climbed the stairs to your bedroom. he was too busy checking his email, waiting for a response from his assistant on the contract he'd signed for a new film. it wasn't rare for him to be absorbed in his work, but it did make for some interesting scenarios.
"hey babe, what do you wanna do for — " he's cut off as he opens the bedroom door, and he sees you, bare from the waist down, with a vibrator between your legs. his jaw drops as you scramble to turn it off and grab a pillow to cover yourself, but without a word, he steps in and closes the door behind you.
"hey now, don't hide," he purrs, tossing his phone onto the dresser as he walks over. "it's natural, baby. but i'm guessing this means i've been lacking. so ... "
he climbs onto your bed and settles himself between your legs, gently pulling the pillow from your hands and setting your vibrator aside. he settles your legs over his shoulders, and he starts to kiss your thighs, nuzzling them gently.
"you're so pretty, you know that?" he murmurs against your skin, kissing his way up your thigh to his desired prize. he hears your breath hitch as he kisses just above your dripping pussy, and he chuckles quietly before finally dipping his tongue between your folds.
you mewl quietly, your hand falling to his hair as he tastes you. you watch as his eyes close in bliss, and his hand massages your thigh with gentle, yet firm, caresses. it's clear he's missed this, he's missed you, with the way he moans between your legs.
his tongue toys with your clit, making your back arch slightly. and as he begins to devour your pussy with more vigor, his nose continues to bump against it, making you whimper. you were already sensitive from your vibrator, but this ... nothing could beat this.
and as your orgasm drew closer, you locked eyes, and you could just see that he wasn't letting you go anywhere any time soon.
Can I request thoughts about Graves with a shy secretary who's totally crushing on him 🤭 maybe she's constantly making heart eyes at him and his ego is just through the roof- he doesn't even care that you mess up on all your work cause you're daydreaming about him 💕
this made me squeal omg i love it
he knows. he's a cocky bastard, of course he knows. he can feel you glancing at him from a mile away, and it makes his chest puff out just a little bit as he walks by you
you'd been hired on as his secretary at shadow company's main hq, helping him keep his documents and financials in order, but if there was one thing you couldn't organize, it was your thoughts about him
you'd spend hours daydreaming about him. his accent drove you wild, the veins in his arms, the way he took control of every single situation thrown at him ...
and he knows. he's caught you a few times just staring with a dreamy look in your eye. he's caught a few typos you've made on notes taken during meetings because he saw you gazing off into space, your mind filled with thoughts of him, no doubt
but he doesn't mind. it boosts his ego like crazy. he feels like the biggest, most important man in the room. and that's because he's got a gorgeous secretary who only has eyes for him sitting just off to his side
and he won't lie, he thinks you're cute. it was a teeny part of the reason why he hired you on. but the fawning over him was an added bonus. and he was tempted to push it a little further. especially when he noticed a few other shadows trying to chat you up from time to time
tf 141 x chubby reader, where the guys all love the feeling of her thighs—the feeling of their faces in between her thighs as he kisses them :(( idk i feel like they would all be thigh people, especially soap
no bc bestie you're so right, and as a chubby girl with big thighs, this ask really just warmed my heart
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY
simon's always loved your thighs. they were soft, nice to grip onto as your legs rested over his shoulders as he dropped to his knees for you. the way he could let his hand rest on them when you sat next to each other at a dinner together, or how comfy they were as a pillow after he'd finished making you cum for the fourth time in a row with just his tongue alone.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JOHNNY 'SOAP' MACTAVISH
for soap, it isn't even always a sexual thing. some days, he just wants to come back to you, lay his head on your lap, and feel the plush of your skin. sometimes, he'll sit on the ground with his head between your thighs, and just kiss your skin ever so gently, his hand rubbing and massaging the outer part of your thigh as you play with his hair and watch a movie. it just gives him a sense of contentment, and he knows he's safe with you.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE
price can't get enough of the way your soft skin feels under his calloused hands. there's something about it that drives him wild. the softness of your thighs compared to the harshness of the world outside, a world that demands so much of him. but you ... you don't make demands. you let him come home and be john, not captain price. and the softness of you makes what he does worth it at the end of the day.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ KYLE 'GAZ' GARRICK
gaz absolutely adores how soft and squishy your thighs are. like soap, it isn't always sexual. sometimes he just likes to kiss your thighs, nuzzle them while you laugh and lay there with your book or your phone. other times, of course he loves to grip and squeeze and massage them as he pleasures you, feeling your thighs squeeze around his head in the most delicious way. no matter what, he just never gets tired of it.
