#eepy post

[konigs-lover]

hypersexual reader who isn’t sated after two or three orgasms and needs more

vs

boyfriend who’s a little too old and will not cum more than twice in a day, weakly letting you ride and use him as you please until you’re done, sated and tired and sleeping into his side

[dum-dumshitposts]

Eepy Ghoap x f!reader fluff

The sun had set long ago, leaving the once amber sky a comfortable inky black. You had tried to stay up for as long as possible, but your eyelids continued to grow heavy, so you called it a night.

Checking your phone one last time for any new notifications as you go around the house and turn off all of the lights, making sure the locks are secure. Finally, padding your sluggish body upstairs to the shared bedroom.

You've been in this routine more times than you would like, but you know your men have busy and important jobs, so stressing yourself won't be any help.

It's just cold enough in the flat that it nips your skin just right, and as you slip under the covers, a cozy warmth covers you. You sigh blissfully at the feeling as you keep your phone close to you, hoping to hear something soon, and finally let your eyelids close. hoping to be awoken to your boys by your side.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

It's well beyond midnight by the time any movement fills the house, the front door slowly opening to two tired men. Johnny and Simon make sure to stay quiet for their little bird that's upstairs. Knowing the routine, leave their rucksacks and boots by the front door before entering the house. They each head upstairs and slowly into the bedroom, Johnny donning a soft smile as he sees their little bird all cuddled up in bed.

Simon walks over to the dresser and pulls out clothes for the two men, tossing them over to Johnny to get changed out of their uniforms. Finally comfortable, they each slip into bed. Simon wraps his large figure around you, arms slipping around your waist and head tucked into your neck. Johnny places gentle kisses along your face, just enough to stir you awake. As soon as you recognize who it is, a sleepy smile forms on your face, Johnny smiling down at you at the sweet sight, and Simon tightening his grip around you slightly.

"Go back to sleep, Bonnie. We will be here in the morning." Johnny's soft voice speaks to you, giving a sleepy nod. You quickly snuggle in between the two men. Finally feeling whole with your men by your side, holding you close.

Sleep overtakes the three of you as you cuddle, finally relaxing for once, resting for once without a threat looming over them, finally safe, finally home.

Im just eepy and projecting "(っ- ‸ - ς)ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

[codsimonriley]

In Bed

not smut but rather melancholy uncertainty

You crawl into bed, one socked foot after another, and face the much bigger man.

“So…”

You start, and he waits, his eyes meeting yours in what appears to be ease and calmness. You wait for him to fill in the gap, but he doesn’t. So you continue,

“What now?”

“Hm?” He grunts, although his focused gaze on you tells you that he was paying close attention the whole time, no matter how he may pretend. You adjust the softer blanket on top over yourself, though careful to not take too much of the cover from him, in turn scooting closer to do so. After Way Too Long, he huffs,

“What now…. What?”

It sounds vague, but you think you know what he means.

“Like.. what do we do now? What’s the next step?”

He sighs his old man sigh (you know the one), rubbing a hand over his still masked face (in a sleep balaclava this time, simply black, worn, softer).

“Kid, you askin’ too many questions.”

You do not want to think about your.. feelings in being called that, so you store that away mentally to freak out about later.

You don’t know what to say, so you listen and lay there silently this time. Ghost doesn’t seem to be in any hurry to fill the silence. In fact, he seems more content that way, laying there in unfamiliar comfort, gazing at you like… well, like.. you’re not really sure what that look means, actually. You get curious,

“Is there something you want to say?”

His eyes glint in the slightest twinge of affection studying your face,

“Negative.”

[eepyb0x]

Matching make up with husband <333

[artificially-generated-offical]

obligatory daily post about women kissing (I do support and beg of you to continue)

[soap-is-brainrotting-me]

Another fic idea, heavy content.

But kidnapper konig x reader

He's obsessed, reader is the only one who talks to him around base you know? But after an injury forces him into retirement, he doesn't do well with the loneliness. It's like a knife in his side, no longer basking in their presence, like a starving dog who crowds for even rotting scraps. And, you're still working, still able to get hurt.

He can't have that now can he? So, he does whats best for you both, he takes you. And of course you run, he can't blame you, still stuck in that soldier mindset. You just have to be trained, be shown that a life, in the middle of nowhere, with him, is the best you could ever have. But after so many attempts, patience is wearing thin; its why he never made a good sniper, you know?

So something a bit... drastic, will have to be done. He doesn't want to hurt you, but you'll get hurt far worse out there.

[star-crossedloverboy-official]

may I have your attention?

Huh? Oh no, I'm not making a statement I just want attention

[leotheflameohotman]

Why must sleep exist I want to do shit forever