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Dabi (Toya Todoroki) When in Love

He would say I love you a lot because he wouldn’t think he does enough for his partner. This may seem like he doesn't mean that he loves them. But he truly does.

He just doesn't feel like normal people so it’s like he is reminding himself of that fact what he feels is indeed love. This may seem like he isn't in love with his partner. But where he isn't sure what love is it took him a long time to put feelings to the word love.

He shows his love not by just saying I love you. Since he isn't a cuddler and not one for much touching because he is in pain most of the time. Dabi would show his love by doing small things for his partner.

This could be things from cleaning to cooking meals. Even if he isn't good at any of these and mostly burns anything he touches. This is included with cleaning. this man doesn't clean because he defiantly doesn't have the patience for it. The way he is the best at showing love is by making sure his partner takes care of themselves. Spite that he doesn't take care of himself very well. Dabi just can't stand seeing the one he loves in pain. He would most definitely give massages and make sure wounds and meds are taken. Even if he hurts his hands giving massages. He could care less if he hurts himself as long as his partner is happy and relaxed.

Dabi would be a jealous man. He would try and hold himself back when coming to people being around his partner. But most of the time he fails and will end up killing the person or taking his partner to a privet place and reminding them they are together.

Most of the time people think he is a dom but deep down he is a softy that just wants to please his partner. So, 90 sum percent of the time he is the sub. That may be if he bottoms or tops.

However, these times he would definitely be a dom. Showing his partner that they can't just let people flirt with them. This would include his biting and making them any way he could. These marks would be in places everyone could see.

When Dabi and His partner are around the LOV, he would most likely pick on them. By calling them names and hitting them hard on the arm. This man isn't one to show others that he cares for someone. Because it could show that he has a weakness, and he doesn't want to be seen as weak.

Yet, his partner knows better and knows that it is because Dabi doesn't want anything to happen to his partner. Would rather put up his own life for his love.

When it comes to love making. It is just that. He likes things soft and loving. It may start off heated and more in the range of fucking. But towards the end he wants his partner to know how much he cares and his focused of making them feel good.

This would include. Being as close as he could to his partner. Spite that it hurts his scars. He would want to feel every breath and movant of their body. Taking in every part of their desire as he could. Dabi is very big into knowing how his partner feels. He needs to hear them and see their face to know if he is doing a good job and not hurting them.

Thank you so much for reading this random headcanons post of mine. I hope you enjoyed it. Please feel free to like and re-blog. I love hearing from everyone and seeing how people like my thoughts. Love you all and keep being awesome.

Alter Y/n

Steven: Jake no!

Jake: Jake maybe..?

Marc: Jake no!

Jake: Jake yes!

Khonshu: Jake Lockley, no!

Jake: Jake fucking YES!

Y/n: Jake no?

Jake: Jake no. Anything for you mi amor.

possessions - john hedgecoe (1978)

being silly is a superpower now in this world

Down With Love: Preview

((not my gif, I couldn’t find it!! :( )), but none the less….this is bucky’s look. for obvious reasons

                                            The summary:

Bucky Barnes had been through a lot In his lifetime, so he thanked the stars when he met you. You had met by chance, which led to the two of you happy in a relationship in the Heart of New York. After three months of living together, you finally bring up the former Russian Assasin’s newest nightmare - meeting your parents.

notes: only a preview and starting a FRESH tag list for this one. A Little bit of sexy times mentioned.

7:46 pm., new york.

It had been twenty minutes in, and you couldn’t believe that you felt as if you were watching it for the first time. Snuggled in your blankets, you had no care in the world as you watched your small screen paint the picture of your favorite film. Unable to hold back your grin, the grit, and comedy of When Harry Met Sally had echoed throughout your apartment. It wasn’t the only sound, however, you could hear Nat King Cole from the bedroom. You were all dressed for the night, wearing your best dress - your rather distinguished coat you only wore on special occasions. You were told earlier today to dress in such a way, for some reason tonight was special - and the more you thought about it, the more your heart would race. You pulled your eyes from the TV for only a moment, not realizing that you would freeze at the sight of the man you lived with walking out of your shared room. Bucky Barnes, dressed in only slacks and a button up shirt - paired with the leather jacket you loved. 

“And what do you think you’re doing?” He grinned, his eyes trailing across your blanket.

“Just catching a few minutes.” You bit your lip, feeling your heart flutter at how good he looked.

“Few minutes?” Bucky questioned, his boots clicking across your hardwood floors - he stood just to the side of you, releasing a soft chuckle.

“What?” You sounded almost too defensive, “Aw come on, you were taking too long.”

“I was taking too long, huh?” Bucky smirked down at you, “Darlin, you watch this movie four times a week. This ain’t got nothing to do with me taking too long.”

“Fair.” You hid your smile, looking back to the screen, “I just can’t help it, their story is so-”

Bucky sighed, dropping to the couch - he placed his arm behind you. There he sat beside you, his blue eyes staring with a hint of amusement.

“Don’t look at me like that!” You playfully hit his chest, “This is a story that-”

“I know.” He grinned, “Watch it all you want, doll.”

“Oh so this is the big night, huh?” You could only smile, trailing his features - appreciating the haircut he got last week.

“Well-” Bucky took a deep breath, looking to his watch, “We have reservations at eight. But we can skip them.”

“What is up with you?” You furrowed your brow, noticing that he hadn’t stopped smiling since he entered the room.

“I just think it’s cute.” He chuckled, his hand slowly making it’s way to your hair - playing softly with the strands you could tell he was transfixed.

“What?” You crossed your arms, suddenly curious.

“You look beautiful,” Bucky whispered, his finger finding your knock-off diamond earing. Playing once again, you watched his lips form a smirk.

“Don’t start that-” You took a breath, feeling your heart race speed up with every touch, “We’ll never get out of here.”

“I think we can afford to-” Bucky whispered deviously, and before you could protest - his lips had nearly lunged forward to your neck, kissing in just the right spot, nibbling to make his mark.

Art by Te Hu

Senne koszmary - Urogi x Reader

Warnings: smut w/o plot, dirty talk, vaginal sex, somnphilia Synpsis: the vividness of your nightmares made them seem more than mere figments of your imagination, and eventually, you obtained the proof that confirmed your suspicions Requested by: @crystalwolfblog - kocham cię mocno, złośnico ♥ Oby ten ficzek przypadł Ci do gustu

MASTERLIST

You had been experiencing a persistent issue with unsettling nightmares that plagued you night after night. They were vivid and often disturbing, leaving you feeling fatigued and anxious during the day. You had tried various methods to alleviate this distressing problem, including altering your sleep habits and seeking professional assistance, but to no avail. The recurring nightmares continued to intrude upon your restful slumber, hindering your ability to obtain the peaceful respite that your mind and body so desperately needed. There was one particular nightmare that haunted you incessantly, in which you found yourself face-to-face with a demon of immense proportions. This demonic entity possessed large bird-like wings that towered above you, casting a dark shadow over your trembling body. Its sharp talons, protruding from its monstrous hands, glistened menacingly in the dim light of the nightmare. The demon's massive claws, terminating its grotesque legs, dug deep into the ground, leaving deep imprints that seemed to seal your fate.

As you stood before the demon in your nightmare, his presence looming over you with his large bird-like wings and sharp talons, he introduced himself as Urogi. His voice was deep and gravelly, sending shivers down your spine as he spoke. You tried to wake up from the nightmare, but you were trapped in the darkness of your subconscious, unable to escape the terrifying encounter with this monstrous creature. Every night was plagued by the same harrowing dream, with the demonic figure of Urogi relentlessly haunting your slumber. His intimidating form, with large bird-like wings, razor-sharp talons on his hands, and massive claws ending his legs, loomed over you, filling you with an overwhelming sense of dread. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't shake the nightmarish vision from your mind, and it continued to torment you night after night.

You had already been having a hard time falling asleep that night and you woke, maybe an hour or so after falling asleep, to the feeling of someone sliding under your sheets.

At first, you were confused and groggy. You didn't have anyone over so you had no idea who was crawling between your legs. You figured you were just having a really vivid dream as you felt a thick, sharp talon pulling the hems of your kimono up your figure. The creature held it back and pushed your legs apart.

You were beginning to actually wake up, soft yet shrill humming playing in your ears but you weren't able to pay attention to it. You didn't dare move, but the more it all sunk in and you realized what was happening your stomach dropped. And your pussy instantly grew hot and wet, involuntary. The sensation that overcame you was one of peculiar yet pleasing nature, compelling you to heed its beckoning and venture forth into the unknown.

"You're nice and wet for me tonight, Y/N," you heard a deep, male voice whisper, a loud chuckle followed. It was a confirmation that one - it was that demon, again, and two - he had done this enough to be confident sufficiently to dirty talk to you. It was so messed up and gross because he was fucking revolting, yet tempting in some strange way. The fact that the feeling of his forever sharp talons finally starting to rub your throbbing clit made intense pleasure run through your body made you want to throw up. It was an odd sensation, one that you knew you shouldn't indulge in. The forbidden feeling lingered, tempting you to follow its path. Despite your reservations, you eventually succumbed to its allure and gave in to your curiosity.

It wasn't long before the demon buried two taloned fingers in your pussy while he stopped his thumb on your clitoris, brushing it ever so gently. Soon, you felt something incredibly wet on your exposed pussy. The saliva oozed out of the demon's mouth in a thick and slimy consistency, dripping down onto your sex with a wet plop. It was warm and you hated it but you also fucking loved it at the same time. You were actually enjoying the fact that you didn't have to do anything but lay there, pretending to be sleeping. In seconds he was sucking on your clit with his wet, hot mouth, flattening his tongue to press it tightly against your slit. You couldn't stop the moan that abruptly slipped out of you, sure that you had blown your cover, but Urogi just chuckled and started flicking your clit with his tongue. "How is such a quiet human a loud sleeper?" He asked as if he expected an answer. You just laid there, letting yourself move or breathe hard as much as you needed at such a relaxed state. You never had your pussy eaten like that. At least not awake. He made sure your whole pussy was soaked with juices and his spit. As he licked your pussy, his taloned hand traveled up under your kimono, and he started groping your tit. "Fuck," he groaned against your sensative folds, rough lips and hot breath keeping you horribly stimulated. You literally heard when his thick fingers sunk back inside your aching cunt, slick being forced out to make room as he started back up thrusting them inside. "Gonna make my little human toy moan for me. But you won't remember, will you?" The longer he spoke the rougher he fingered you. Then he got right back to using his mouth while he loudly attacked your pussy, curving his taloned fingers so he was able to rub at your squishy spot, and you were afraid you were going to have to give up on my act to beg him to just fuck you already.

You didn't want him to stop, as much as you fucking hated yourself for it, so you just kept letting it happen and, apparently, were good enough at pretending to be asleep to fool your horny late night visitor. It was astonishing in the worst way possible. Your body was completely moving on its own as it stiffened and your hips rolled against his face and talons to get through the shocking orgasm that washed over you in warm, electrified waves as a moan escaped your parted lips. As soon as you began to relax again, Urogi slapped your pussy a few times. Some slaps were soft, some harder. All of it made the wettest and most obscene sounds you have ever heard.

You thought this was all he was going to do - to play with your needy pussy, using it to pleasure himself, but then you felt him stop and he moved up your body, only settling once he fully pinned you down, rolling you to your tummy less than gently.

"Never seen a woman so fucking messy," he grumbled.

You were in a trance until you felt a heavy, hard cock start to poke the back of your thigh. You felt it all and it was impressive. Your mouth drooled as you licked your lips, and your cunt appeared to ooze more of your desire.

"You belong to me, you gorgeous, little slut!" Urogi chortled in a manner that can only be described as mischievous, his deep and rich laughter reverberating through the air. His eyes, which glinted with a devilish mirth, crinkled at the corners as he chuckled, thoroughly enjoying whatever he found amusing in that moment. His lips parted, revealing a set of sharp canines that seemed to gleam in the light, while his chest rumbled with each guffaw, giving the impression that the very ground itself was shaking beneath him. "You have some gorgeous cunt, little woman." Urogi's corpulent dick plunged deep and sure into your core, causing you to respond in the expected manner - a protracted, resounding, and ecstatic ululation emanated from the depths of your chest and reverberated into the nocturnal stillness, while his sturdy hand encircled the back of your neck, fiercely immobilizing you onto the cushion below. "You're my fucking bitch!" Urogi swore and his other hand gripped the curve of your waist, talons digging into your softness still covered with the kimono as he drove himself deeper and deeper. His stiff girht spread your silken tightness wide until he was seated fully inside. The tip of his cock, red and oozing precum, had carved the way and buried against the entrance to your womb. "Taking demon's cock so well," he crooned and stroked your flank. "Such a good, little hooch!" With agonizing slowness, he retracted his cock, deliberately dragging the girthy length over every contour and swell of your insatiable hole until the tip hung on the brink of liberation once more.

You trembled, anticipating, whining and whimpering. You were willing to wait for Urogi as long as he desired. You knew that he wouldn't leave you unsatisfied.

When he inevitably thrust back in, your mortal body accepted him eagerly and ravenously. The anticipation amplified the sweet release, making the pleasure more ecstatic. With a sudden jolt, his hips drove forward, plunging deep into your core. The movements were rhythmic and unrelenting, a constant in-and-out motion that left you gasping for breath. Urogi found his pace, and soon, you were both moving in unison, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Your body responded eagerly to his touch, quivering with each thrust. His movements played you like an instrument, the pleasure building with each stroke. You couldn't help but push back against him, your hips meeting his in a desperate dance. The sensation was overwhelming, your body rippling and pulsing with each thrust. Together, you worked to bring each other to the brink of pleasure, his body and yours moving in perfect harmony. It was a private concert, a symphony of passion that left you both breathless and sated.

As seconds ticked by, Urogi let out a bellowing groan and spilled his sticky and opaque seed deep into your womb, marking you as his own. "Fuck!"

Your mouth hung open in ecstasy and you teetered on the edge before tumbling over the brink to a glorious climax. Your body convulsed as your cunt released a stream of honey salt over your quivering thighs and the sheets of the bed. "Ah, Urogi!"

Urogi chuckled, releasing his grip on your nape and trailing his taloned hand down your spine, which was still covered by your kimono. The alate demon leaned in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you that you weren't truly asleep," he grunted in a low, gravelly voice. "But I couldn't resist the temptation to come to you, to feel your body beneath mine, to claim you as mine. Again."

As you lay there with Urogi's hand still tracing down your spine, you summoned the courage to speak up. "I knew you've been doing this before. I was sure that these weren't just dreams. They felt too real, too vivid to be mere figments of my imagination…"

Urogi chuckled, his breath fanning the back of your neck. "Of course I have," he concluded.

You shivered as his talons grazed over your lower back, sending a ripple of pleasure down your body. "Why me?" You asked, genuinely curious.

Urogi leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "It's the way you submit to me," he whispered. "The way you give yourself completely to my pleasure. No one else has ever done that before."

The Easter Hunt || Marc Spector x fem!Reader smut

Summary: Steven Grant is your boyfriend. You live a happy life together. On Easter, something unexpected happens. You are surprised to learn Marc Spector wants to get laid with you. Would you agree to that?

Warnings: smut & language & Marc being bossy

Words: 3280

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem!Reader* || Steven Grant x fem!Reader

Authors: Cass & Fenrir

* main pairing

Easter was a more laid-back holiday than Christmas. Undoubtedly, the holiday was filled with family, friends, and delicious food. On Easter Sunday, people would receive chocolate eggs and occasionally a bunny. It was enjoyable to be able to celebrate these things. Furthermore, spring had just arrived, which meant that new flowers bloomed and everything came back to life after a long absence. In order to welcome the seasonally warm air, many people opened the windows instead of getting cosy for the winter.

Steven felt like he was on cloud nine; he had a cheerful mood. While the whole Easter dinner preparation was a bit overwhelming at times, he didn’t mind as long as you were with him and Gus.

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