I'm making a discord server, but it's actually been years since I've done it. I would love if your interested in joining or even helping me make it to comment or DM me!
I'm looking to have a fun space to make friends and just chat and generally have a good time :)
when someone asks what your type is but you don't want to say "40 year old+ men tasked with taking care of a child in the apocalypse" so you just say brunettes...
I know it's been a while since I've written anything, but we are back on the ghost hyperfixation and I'm hoping to post more headcanons soon! If you have any recommendations for some let me know :)
Sorry for the random question but do you write for the other Papa's in ghost? If you do can we get some cute headcannons or any of your choice for Primo, Secondo, Terzo, and/or Copia? Maybe Papa V if you want to! If you don't want to do all of them just choose your favorite! Much love!! 🫶🏻💕
I am so so sorry that this took so long. I've really been lacking in my writing.
But here it is! Some cute headcanons for the papa's!
These haven't been proof read btw, so I apologize for any and all mistakes. <3
Primo - has a small garden set aside from his regular one that holds all of your favorites that's he has kept track of over the years. Any flower you said you like, and fruit or vegetable you enjoy. If you ask nicely, he would even be willing to home small bugs that you enjoy. All he wants is to see how happy it makes you when you notice all the things you like.
Secondo - he doesn't do it very often, but he is a very good cook. Will make you whatever you want. Usually he's cocky about it and makes you ask him to make it, but if he can tell they your upset it you aren't feeling very good, he'll make your favorites without you asking. He also keeps notes if your favorite foods and how you like them. If there's a specific ingredient that you don't like, it will never be seen in that kitchen.
Terzo - hes a busy man, but that doesnt mean that hes too busy for you. He has a ghoul that is specifically for freeing up his calendar so that he has time for you. Most of the time he tried to have large fancy dates, but that isn't always the case. Sometimes he has food brought to your shared room and he puts on a movie that you've both seen a million times. He cuddles up with you on the couch while the two of you basically recite the entire movie. Hes more than happy with this.
Copia - we all know how much he likes his video games. He has his room set up where he sits on the floor to play so that you can run your fingers through his hair, it's his favorite way to unwind after a long day. He always keeps extra juice boxes in his room so you can have some, he makes sure to have your favorite flavor. He has also trained his rats to go to you just as much as they go to him, he loves you and his rats, so of course he wants the two of you to get along. I'm sure when you first met his furry little friends he gave you both formal introductions.
Perpetua - most of your time together is backstage or on the tour bus, that being said, he is VERY clingy. Hes new to this whole spotlight thing and he doesn't like to let you out of his sight. Hes not possessive, hes just nervous that you'll get lost or something. Hes constantly stealing glances at you while hes on stage. While in the tour bus he insists that you sit either right beside him so close that your pressed against him, or on his lap. If someone else tries to get you to sit anywhere that isn't right by him, he pulls you close with a very strong hug and practically growls at that person.
I am currently working on a fic. It's not one that was requested, although I will eventually get to my requests, I promise.
I just started watching Psych, and I absolutely love it, it's so funny and easy to watch. But I think the lack of fan fiction regarding this show is upsetting. So I decided to write a x reader fic for my favorite character. Here is a short summary for the (beginning) of this story. I'm not sure how long it will be and I'm not sure if I will post it in chapters. But hopefully I will have something for this story out at some point this week. I'm planning on it being mostly fluff with some smut thrown in.
Anyways, this story is going to be a pretend marriage one bed trope story between the reader and detective Lassiter (I love him so much omg) here is the short summary:
This was not what Carlton Lassiter had envisioned when Chief Vick had sent him on a case with you. It was supposed to be a simple undercover stake out where the two of you spent some time in a high end hotel retreat payed for by the police department. Except, Karen hadn't told either of you the undercover story. She simply left a folder in the hotel room that contains the details of this case.
I really want to write something for house md, but I have no idea what to write and I need suggestions.
I just started season 3 and I am absolutely obsessed with the show so far. I would be fine with doing honestly mostly anything. I enjoy x reader but I also think that Hilson is adorably toxic and I love them.
Sorry for the random question but do you write for the other Papa's in ghost? If you do can we get some cute headcannons or any of your choice for Primo, Secondo, Terzo, and/or Copia? Maybe Papa V if you want to! If you don't want to do all of them just choose your favorite! Much love!! 🫶🏻💕
I haven't written for any of the other Papa's, but I would totally be willing to!
I'll have to write out some headcanons for them for you to read! <3
Every few weeks when supernatural starts trending again you know it's either because something great happened like Misha confirming Destiel (again) or the world fucking exploded, there is no in between.
This is the first smut I have every written so I apologize if it's not the best. <3 feedback is always appreciated
Not proofread
Minors do not interact
You walk into the crypt that Spike has made into his makeshift home carrying snacks for you and blood bags for him, ready for your weekly movie night with the vampire.
When you see that spike isn't in the main area with the couch and tv you start to worry. It's day and you know he shouldn't be outside. You slowly walk further into the room, ready incase of danger. You set the food for the both of you on the couch softly and continue to walk around trying to figure out where he is.
You make it to the stairs that lead down to the bedroom of the crypt, somewhere you've never been in respect of Spike's privacy. The closer you get the more you start hearing things. Noises that are almost pained sounding. You quickly pull a short dagger out of your belt, something you've adapted to carrying since you live in Sunnydale.
As quietly as you can you open the door to the stairs, the noises getting louder. You fear that Spike is in trouble. You slowly go down the stairs, stopping abruptly at the bottom. You see that Spike isn't and was never in danger. You watch for a moment as he strokes his cock, grunts falling from his lips. The dagger slowly slips from your hands in surprise.
"BLOODY HELL WOMAN DON'T YOU KNOCK!" Spike shouts when he hears the clank of the danger on the stone floor and looks over seeing you standing at the bottom of the stairs, quickly covering himself with a nearby blanket.
"I- Sorry!" You stutter out before quickly turning around, hoping he doesn't see the blush on your face at seeing him like that.
You hear the blankets rustling behind you as well as Spike grumbling to himself. You stay stuck in place, breathing heavier than before because of seeing Spike pleasuring himself. You try not to think about him, he's your friend, it doesn't matter that you've had a crush on him for months, you definitely shouldn't be thinking about his cock.
Spike picks up on your elevated heart rate and he smirks to himself. He had suspected that you liked him, to him, this just confirmed this theory. Having now thrown on pants he quietly walks up behind you and gently rest his hands on your hips, his fingers slightly digging into your skin.
You jump when you feel Spike holding onto you, not expecting him to be there. You feel his chest against your back. If he had a breath you would feel it hot against your neck.
"Like what you saw?" He asks in a accent posh english accent, his voice cocky.
You don't know what to say. Your mouth opens and closes as you try to think of something to say. You feel his arms move to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer, pulling your backside right against his erection. You bite back a whimper at the feeling, trying to resist the urge to move your hips to feel him better.
"I know you want it love." He whispers Huskily before he starts leaving kisses along your jaw. Instinctively you move your head to the side so that he can have easier access. "Just say the word. I'll give you what you want." He continues as he starts leaving sloppier kisses on your neck, his arms holding you against him tighter.
You decide to let all of your restraints go, this is what you want. "Want you Spike. Please." You say breathy, leaning back onto his bare chest.
"Good girl." He says with a smirk as he quickly shifts you in his hold so that you are face to face. He quickly bends down and captures your lips in a passionate kiss.
You practically whimper into his mouth as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth. You quickly move your hands to hold the back of his neck, keeping him pressed against you. You feel his cock straining against his pants.
Spike swiftly bends down, wrapping his arms around your ass, lifting you up, you wrap your legs around his waist, all while still kissing you. He walks over to his large Gothic bed, gently setting you down and pinning you between him and the bed. His hand tables in your hair, basically letting you as he kisses you.
He breaks the kiss to leave love bites down your neck. You whimper as you feel his hips buck into yours. Your fingers dig into his shoulders while you hold him against you.
His hands move from your head and thigh to the hem of your shirt, his cool fingers brushing against your stomach. You quickly sit up and lift your arms, letting him remove your shirt and throw it somewhere in the room. You wrap your arms around his neck again and pull his lips against your own. He kisses you back just as passionately.
You feel his hands move along your torso, coming up the bottom of your bra. Your back arches, signalling to him to take the offending piece of clothing off. He complies eagerly. His arm wraps around your torso and he skillfully unclasps your bra. You take your arms off of him so he can throw your bra off. Once it's off you quickly wrap your arms around him again.
Spike breaks away from the kiss to look at your bare chest. "Oh look at you." Spike mutters softly to himself. You gently grab his hands and move them to cup your breasts. He almost moans at the feeling. He takes his time, pinching and sqeezing before he move down to attach his lips to one of your tits.
You moan when you feel his mouth around your hardened nipple. His hand worshiping the tit that his mouths isn't on. You rest your hand against the back of his head, holding him in place. Fuelled by your moans He sucks and bite making sure to leave marks before he move and does the same to your other breast.
When he is sure that both tits have thoroughly been marked he pulls his head back to admire his work. Feeling satisfied he moves his hands down to the waist band of your pants, looking up at you to ask for consent. You nod your head vigorously, desperate to feel him on your core and inside you.
You makes quick work of your pants before he throws them off somewhere. His hands go to your thighs, massaging them beneath his hands. Your hips buck up, begging him to touch you how you want, how you need, to be touched. A smirk comes to his lips at your action. He slowly drags your soaked underwear down your legs before he quickly puts them in a drawer in the bedside table. You watch him as he does this. He brings his hand down to between your thighs, but not quiet touching where you desperately need him. Your hips desperately buck up, trying to find that pressure you need.
"Patience love, you'll get what you need. Want to savor you." Spike says softly as he gently spreads your thighs apart. He casts his eyes up to watch your face as he gently run a finger over your slit.
You let out a low moan and you face face contorts to one of pleasure. Spike smirks at your reaction before moving up to kiss you hard. You hold onto him tightly. While distracting you with the kiss Spike quickly inserts his finger into your pussy. You let out a surprised moan into his mouth. He begins to thrust his finger in and out of you as well as curling it, getting your ready for his large cock. He slowly adds another finger scissoring you open while his thumb plays with your clit. He swallows your moans eagerly as he continues to curl and thrust his finger in and out of your wet pussy until he is sure that your ready for him.
When he is positive your ready he gently pulls away from the kiss, and he gently pulls his fingers out of you. You whimper at the loss. While making eye contact he quickly sheds himself of his pants and his cock slaps against his stomach. Your eyes widen slightly at the sight, the small peak you got of him earlier didn't do him justice, you knew he was big but you didn't know he was this big.
He lays against you, once again pinning you between him and the bed. "Are you ready?" He asks softly.
You quickly nod, "yes. Please." You say desperately.
He nods in response before he gently grabbed your thigh, positioning your leg around his waist. He quickly kisses you as he slowly pushes into your wet pussy. You moan into the kiss. He stills when he is all the way in, letting you adjust. After a moment you start trying to move your hips against his and he takes this as a sign to start moving.
He thrusts are slow and deliberate, trying to find that sweet spot that will make you scream his name. Your hands claw at his back, despite for him to go faster.
He complies and picks up his pace slightly, thrusting into you a little rougher than before. With one thrust your eyes widen you moan louder and you hold onto him a little tighter, he knows he found your sweet spot. He quickens his pace even more, making sure to hit that spot with every thrust. You moan wildly, you throw your head back in pleasure. Spike gently grabs your chin and tilts your head back so your looking at him.
"None of that, keep your eyes on me." He says as he continues to fuck you relentlessly.
Spike can tell that your getting close with the way your thighs twitch and your moans get louder and more desperate. He moves his hand down your body to play with your clit, wanting to see you come apart on his cock.
You moan louder as you feel your release coming closer. You desperately make eye contact with Spike, wanting him to tell you to come.
Spike senses your need for him to tell you to cum. "Go ahead. Be a good girl and cum on my cock." His pace picks up impossibly faster, wanting to feel you cum around his cock.
Almost as soon as he gets the words out you cum hard with the cry of his name. Your thighs tighter around his waist and your fingernails leave crescent moon shapes on his back. Not long after you cum he pumps you full of his seed with a groan.
He gives you a moment to catch your breath before he slowly and gently pulls out. His eyes widen as he watched your mixed cum drip from your used pussy. After he is done admiring his work he quickly gets up to grab a cloth to clean you up. He comes back and gently wipes you down before throwing the cloth somewhere in the room. He gently lays down on the bed next to you, taking into account how tired you must be.
"You alrighty love?" He asks softly as he wrap his arms around you, pulling you close to him.
You rest you head against his chest and you nod lazily. "Mhm." You respond with a goofy smile.
"I'm glad." He says running his hand up and down your back in a soothing manner.
The two of you enjoy the quiet moment before you slowly drift off to sleep in his arms.
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