#slightly lemon

[lizleeships]

---> Read below the cut. (It’s not that saucy, just a lil’ spicy, so obviously I’m all kinds of timid about posting this.) 

Wasn’t it sometime during Season 10 that Dean discovered fanfiction (aka: ‘Winchester Gospel Derivatives’) and that Cas had already done his homework? ....I can’t remember exactly. 

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[amemipiacitu]

Here we go again with another super rushed fanart. The prompt was "Floral". I didn't know where I was going when I started and it's night-morning depending on how you look at it. So bear with me.

I was trying to make it look as the boys where splayed on the grass and someone was watching from above a branch of a cherry tree, but then bi-flowers happened, and it doesn't even look like a branch. Oh, well! Whatever. They're naked!

[cavinginhisfvce]

'Unlovable"

Pairing: Harringrove. Fem!Billy x Steve Harrington.

Angst. Miscommunication. Conflict resolution. Unplanned Pregnancy. Mentions of abortion.

This started as a hc post, but quickly spiraled into this mess.

Fem!Billy who believes the fleeting attention of men twice her age is the only way she'll experience love in this lifetime. Even if it's just a little glimpse of love that comes from red knees and bruised wrists, she counts that as a win. 

She knows, realistically, that this isn't love. Not the kind that they sing songs about. Not the kind where you want to shout it from the rooftops.

Love was never meant for girls like her. She's too loud, too aggressive, too much like herself. Not enough like the soft girls. Soft girls like Nancy Wheeler, whose smile is like the sun and the waves wrapped up in a pretty little bow.

Even when Nancy shows her rough edges, she's praised for the strength she harbors. 

When Billy shows her rough edges, the kind that you develop from years of mistreatment, and abuse, she gets called disgusting. 

She hears her father shouting in her face that she's an unlovable whore, like her mother. 

She hears Steve telling her she's too abrasive to be anything but a hidden thing. She hears him whispering Nancy's name in place of her own.

It hurts, like nothing she's ever experienced. 

But, Steve calls her every night. Steve seeks her out, and not Nancy. 

To Billy, it feels better than random men who don't care when it hurts. Who ignores her soft sobs of displeasure in favor of getting off. 

Because, despite Steve wishing she was Nancy, he always makes her feel good. Always makes sure she's comfortable and enjoying herself. 

It's a win. A luxury that Billy isn't stupid enough to give up.

He always kisses away her tears, ones born of passion, rather than pain. He treats her like he well and truly loves her. Even if he calls her by the wrong name. Even if he wishes she was someone she'll never be.

The day he utters 'Billy' as he finishes inside of her, is coincidentally a week after she found out she was carrying his child. Two days after she made the appointment to terminate the pregnancy. 

She isn't stupid enough to have a baby with a man who doesn't want her. She was proof that children bred of obligation and expectations, instead of love, grow up differently than those born from parents who love each other. Parents who would protect and cherish the child they share.

Steve, unlike previous times, doesn't immediately pull out, instead he thrusts into her once more and leans down. He presses a kiss to her neck, mumbling so softly Billy could've missed it. 

"I'm tired of pretending you're Nancy. Tired of pretending I don't want you, Billy." He pauses, trailing off. Billy thinks maybe he's done speaking, but again, he's whispering against her warm, flushed skin. "Please keep the baby…" 

Billy startles at that, her eyes widening. She wants to shove him away, demand what right he thinks has to tell her what to do with her body. 

But, she does neither. Because her brain can't focus beyond the fact that he knows. 

He knows and she didn't tell him. She didn't tell anyone.

"How'd you find out?" Her voice is so soft, it barely registers as hers to her own ears. 

Steve takes a moment to answer, his lips brushing against her shoulder as he shifts his hips.

The action reminds Billy he's still nestled inside of her. A small gasp punches its way out of her at the almost overwhelming sensation. 

"Carol volunteers at the clinic you went to during the holidays." He clamps his mouth shut, certain that Billy will tear into him. But when she doesn't, he continues, "she saw your file and sort of freaked out. Called me and chewed me out for making you get an abortion." He laughs lightly, the sound feels like a lifeline amongst Billy's impending doom.

"She didn't stop yelling until I told her I didn't even know."

Steve sniffles, and Billy finds herself wanting to card her fingers through his hair, so she does. 

He leans into the touch almost instantly. 

"I'm sorry." She doesn't need to say why, Steve knows why. He gets it. 

In truth, Billy didn't want an abortion, she's always wanted at least one child, one she could love the way she wished her mother or father loved her.

But, she also hadn't wanted to be a single, teen mom. Didn't want to do it all alone.

She tells Steve as much, the words just barely forcing themselves out of her.

Steve just peers up at her, a ghost of a smile on his lips, "we can do it together. We can be better than our parents. We'll show everyone that despite our shitty parents, we can do better. Be better."

Billy glances at him, her own lips pulling into a soft grin, "who says I want my baby to be half prep?" Steve just laughs, dropping his head down to gently nip at her shoulder blade, "if this isn't what you want, say so and I'll support you every step of the way. I'll go with you to the appointment, I'll take care of you afterwards. I'll take care of you forever. 

But, if you do want this, I promise to be the best fucking boyfriend, and father to our child." 

Billy lets out a shuddering breath, her eyes filling with unnecessary tears. They've been doing that a lot more lately. 

She nods softly, her fingers gently tugging at the strands of his hair wrapped around them, "okay, Pretty Boy. We can do this together." Billy clicks her tongue, peering at him with a mischievous glint in her bright blue eyes. "But you're telling Max, because I will not listen to her scream about becoming an aunt." 

Steve almost immediately agrees, he knows Max will chew him up much like Carol, only for a different reason, but he couldn't find it in himself to care right now. 

Instead, he dips down and claims her lips in a kiss that takes her breath away, and leaves Steve feeling a bit winded himself. 

What's left unsaid is how to break this news to Billy's father and step-mom. She knows her dad will fly off the handle. Knows he'll make a mess of things. 

But, she also knows that Steve will be by her side. She knows he'll pick up the pieces if need be.

They both know they have a lot to truly talk about, especially given the nature of their relationship before now. 

Steve, who thought Billy knew he wanted her, but was only pretending for her sake. 

And Billy, who thought Steve could never want a girl like her. Not when girls like Nancy Wheeler exist.

Fuck, they had so much to work through before their relationship would ever truly be stable, and secure, but they'd weather the storm together. 

[skyecrystal]

@corail-rouge suggested a tattooed Goh, so there !

(He’s adult here of course, as usual)

(Bonus, long haired version)

[ichor-and-symbiosis]

Lol this is a kinda weird ask,, but may I request shigaraki getting a piggy back ride from his fem s/o? Headcanons,scenario,ficlet,etc it's totally up to you!!!

this ..... became the teensiest bit NSFW ..... because my imagination ran wild with how I pictured tomura on reader’s back. as such, to the ‘read more’ this filth is banished!

“Get on.”

“Fuck off.”

You sighed deeply and threw him an exasperated look over your shoulder. “Tomura. Get. On. My back is starting to ache.”

He glared at you with unfiltered contempt, glancing down at his injured legs as though in one last attempt to convince himself that this was not happening. “I’d rather crawl than look like a goddamn idiot.”

Of course he was going to make this difficult. It wouldn’t be Tomura if he didn’t take the opportunity to make a big deal out of something as stupid as this. You shifted to rest on your knees and faced him, entirely unamused by his petulant expression. “Are you really going to be difficult right now? Right now, when the heroes are gonna get here any second? Just let me carry you, it’s not the end of the world.”

He snorted and crossed his arms. “Why the fuck do you need to carry me like a little kid?”

“Because you’re a grown man? What else am I supposed to do, fling you over my shoulder like a burlap sack?”

That earned you a reluctant smile, although humor would not win him over so soon. “As if you could even lift me.”

“Tomura, please. We’re wasting time!”

“How the hell is it gonna look if I’m being carried on your back?” He grimaced. “You’re my girlfriend.”

Your lips thinned into a straight line. “And you’re my idiot boyfriend, who’s so eager to get caught instead of suffering the eternal shame of accepting help. I’m sure these walls are laughing at you as we speak.”

“Ugh, fine.” You wasted no effort to gloat, swiftly turning around and positioning yourself to let him wrap his arms over your shoulders. His breath fanned over the back of your neck as he murmured, “Just don’t drop me.”

“Yes, your royal highness.” You carefully held his legs close to your sides as you struggled for a moment to stand up. But stand up you did, and it was no easy feat — Tomura was as heavy as you imagined, and you were trying your best to avoid grasping his wounds by accident as you tried to readjust.

The heroes were fast approaching, your injuries were killing you, and you were hungry as hell. And yet every little worry and pain you suffered through paled in comparison to how nice it felt to have Tomura’s weight draped over your back. He smelled vaguely of smoke, and you were all too aware of each time his lips brushed against the side of your neck as you walked.

When he somehow managed to trail his fingers over your clothed breast, you had to bite your lip and focus. This would not turn into an elicit tryst in an abandoned alleyway while you were both heavily injured. Not this time, anyway.

“Maybe this isn’t so bad after all,” he coyly said, nipping your skin for emphasis. “Reminds me of when I have you beneath me."

“You better keep yourself under control down there. I won’t feel very charitable if there’s a rod prodding at me.”

“I’ll be the one in control once we deal with my damn legs,” he hissed, his voice laced with innuendo as he continued, “And you’ll be thankful for how charitable I can be when you’re begging to be prodded.”

“Can we at least get back to the base before you start seducing me?”

“Well, hurry up then.”

You vowed to make him pay for being such a brat today.

[madlymiho]

Miho! Welcome back mon coeur! Can I ask you for HC’s on how Ace, Sanji and Zoro would prepare for their first time with an s/o they’ve been pining for? It’s so wonderful to have you back!

Hello mon ange! ~ thanks for this adorable request, omg, I love it! 💚

I hope you'll like it!

Warning : slightly - mid NSFW

Ace :

• When Ace fell in love with you, he has imagined what sex would be with you. The scenarios are always playing in his head, and most of the time, it has helped him vainquish his own shyness

• He feels that your feelings are also changing, and soon enough, that physical barrier would be broken. He knows that he needs to be ready for it, and he makes a few efforts to make you feel at ease

• There's no date settled. Ace doesn't want to require something, he prefers for you to be entirely sure and ready. He's just more physically present though, caressing your thighs, brushing your hair... warm touches wich can definitely lead to something more carnal

• He cleans up his room ; putting everything where it should be, making sure that the bed is also ready and the sheets clean. He's not very aware of what he should have, yet, he definitely has condoms and lube in his drawer, when you'd be ready (no need to say there's plenty of them if you want to have a lot of fun!)

• For his own hygiene, well, Ace cuts a bit of his hair down there and showers everyday. He knows that sometimes he used to be a bit boderline concerning his everyday cleanliness. Ace doesn't want to have a bad surprise, and it thrills him because... who knows what could happen today?

• Ah, well, to be honest, Ace is worried about his performance. Basically, he wants you to have the best time ever, and for that, he can't let you down. So yes, he jerks off a little bit more than usual, not enough to decrease his libido, but enough to be sure to last when you'll be under him

• So the day it would finally happen, and even if he's slightly nervous, Ace has prepared for everything. You just need to let yourself go in his hungry kisses, slowly but surely heading to the most tender intercourse ever

Sanji :

• Sanji is honestly like a lost puppy when it comes to you, and it clearly affects his behaviors. He's so in love that he has already needed more than once a blood injection, and he's really not able to think straight when you're around

• Sanji desperately hopes to become physical with you, and that, since day one. He's still a gentleman, though, despite his comments and his nosebleeds, and he perfectly understands that you need time. But for him, it's time to be ready, it's a part of the perfect boyfriend attitude

• Among all the Straw Hat men, Sanji is certainly the one with the most cleanest hygiene. He takes a shower everyday, and usually cuts or shaves his hair, so you don't need to worry about it. He knows how to give the best of him, on the physical appearance matter, and if he can seduce you, well, it's an absolute win!

• Of course, Sanji needs to really clean his room, and more than cautiously! Between his porn zines, and the many kleenex in his trash, he clearly doesn't want you to find those... It would ruin the mood, and he doesn't want to look like a pervert when he needs to be the perfect gentleman

• He disposes candles, flowers, towels, tissus, basket of fruits, chocolate, champagne, condoms and lube... Everything is ready for you to feel at ease. He wants to treat you as the princess you are, and honestly, when you finally decide to take things further, you're absolutely mesmerized by what he did for you

• Sanji, as Ace, discreetly gets himself in the mood as well, and wants his performance to be the best. Watching photos of you, he masturbates at least four or five times a week. At least, he's more than concentrated the day you will share his bed, focus on your desires, and not his

• So for your first intimate moment with him, Sanji is as his physical appearance : perfectly ready. He wants to swipe you away in another world and he would make sure that you'd have the best time ever in his sheets... and you will!

Zoro :

• Zoro is seriously a desperate cause. He doesn't really know where your relationship would lead ; he just feels that yes, more than once, his pants are a bit tight whenever you're too close, and that's it's pleasant to jerk off, thinking about you

• Not that he's a total ignorant, but Zoro isn't the most romantic fellow either. Sex is sex, okay? It's just putting his cock inside of you and comes, so why should he gets prepare for this? Why does he have the sensation it's a big deal when it's not?

• He does know that one day you will probably cross that line, and since you seem to be ready, well, you should just do it without making a whole ceremony for it. So he's a bit surprised when you tell him that you need to prepare yourself first

• It makes him wonder what he should do... And perhaps cutting a bit of his hair could be enough? He growls, unsure, getting more and more nervous because he has no clue... what's the meaning of all of this? It just feels awkward and impossible to handle! Sex is that complicated? Well... He's definitely blind to his own feelings so he's messy

• He's so desperate that he requires the help of the men onboard (anyone but Sanji and Luffy). Franky gives him a good amount of condoms, and Chopper warns him about STDs and other bad stuff if he doesn't protect himself... which literally destroy Zoro's confidence and affects his mood, especially toward you

• So when you're finally about to cross the line, you discover a very panicked Zoro, suddenly parting his lips, his cheeks a bit red. He awkwardly asks if you have any disease he should be aware of... and before you could answer, surprised, he growls that "fuck that" and hungrily leads you to the nest (no need to mention he didn't really clean it)

• Of course, during your first time together, and overwhelmed by all his emotions, Zoro forgot about the condoms, the lube, the towels and everything... It's carnal as hell, but at least, you seem definitely very satisfied (and utterly tired...)

[shittylongcatposts]

Imagine Jumin coming home and he sees Elizabeth the third accidental playing with Mc breast 😂 ( I am sorry but I sawed a scene from family guy and I taught it would be funny )

Oh my god. I am laughing so hard, that would be hilarious. You just made my day a lot better🙈😬 it turned out slightly shitty and lemonish though :3

Just imagine him taking off his shoes and his coat, then leisurely walking into the living room and BOOM. Tall boi gets instant nose bleed. Why is Elizabeth squishing and massaging her breasts like that?! God, it looks soo wrong, but he can't look away.

When Mc sees him she's just like: "Hey Honey, how was your day?" and then she sees his red face, him trying to either avoid eye contact or he's directly looking at her, trying to focus on her eyes but his gaze wanders down to her breasts.

"Are you ok Jumin?"

"I need to tAlK to you in the bedroom"

She follows him, slowly getting an idea of whats wrong with him and when they arrived in the bedroom his hands are immediately all over her.

"I just saw Elizabeth the 3rd doing this to you... And... I wonder, isn't that my job as a loving husband?"

Now Mcs the one to blush.

"She was playing Jumin." "So am I."

[relijackson]

Perachel Week Day 2

Red

But loving each other was red, dark and gritty. Two lost souls in the middle of crazytown finding sadistic comfort with each other.

Rachel the rich black sheep and Percy who runs away from his reality.