Sunday Xfem Reader Smut

doja cat x reader x jseph quinn

Hiii I luv your writing🥺 it’s so soft and sweet.

Can I request for multiple people in one post? Like headcanons? If so, could you write headcanons for Jake, Johnnie, Sam and Colby on how they felt seeing you for the first time/what they noticed about you/why they were attracted to you? If not, then just with Johnnie is fine!! Thanks so much🫶🫶

☆ Ahhhh anon thank you!!

☆ Ofcourse I can!

☆ Headcanons :)

☆ Fluff/ Suggestive for Colby’s part :)

☆ Hey guys! Before anything else I would ask you to request anything you want because I've lost a lot of motivation and it would really help! :D (Please look at pinned post to see if requests are open.)

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

Masterlist | Pinned post

Jake:

☆Jake would see you and immediately turn to his friends, “Look how pretty she is!”

☆ Jake wouldn’t have enough courage to go and ask for your number without his friends help.

☆ He doesn’t want to be the weirdo that asks for a girls number,even if he’s not fully sober I don’t think it would give him the confidence.

☆ After a lot of convincing from his friends he would eventually walk up to you.

☆ He would definitely be awkward,not knowing what to say because he doesn’t want to blow his chances or make you uncomfortable.

☆ Would walk up to you and properly see you and fireworks are lighting in his eyes.

☆ Jake would start small talk but eventually just say something along the lines of “Can I get your number?”

☆ If you say yes he would run back to his friends and be like “Guess who get their numberrrrr.” And would be a lot more bubbly/giggly the rest of the time he was out before eventually leaving to go home to message you.

☆ Would definitely spend the rest of the night on call with you.

Johnnie:

☆Johnnie will not walk up to you,way too scared.

☆ He saw you across the room and immediately wanted to go up to you and call you beautiful and talk to you about everything.

☆ Would eventually send one of his friends up to you to ask for your number but instead of giving it you would walk up to Johnnie instead.

☆ “Hey,Johnnie Right?” And he melts just because you know his name (Even though his friend told him)

☆ Would definitely stutter to ask for your number but ofcourse you said yes and his nerves calmed down a bit.

☆ Would end up leaving his friends so he could talk to you alone and have a mini date.

☆ Would talk to you about how he loves your outfit,your hair,makeup,anything. His love language is definitely words of affirmation so if you compliment him back he feels like he’s met the one immediately.

☆ Would invite you to another ‘real’ date before asking for your number and saying he should leave.

☆ His friends would not hear the end of it and neither would yours.

Sam:

☆ He would go up to you without even telling his friends and go over to you.

☆ He would start with small talk before finding out something about you and talking to you about that entirely.

☆ Finds your interests really cool and would definitely keep talking about them whilst throwing in compliments about your outfit etc.

☆ Would tell you everything he knows about your interests and would eventually talk about his for a short while.

☆ Wouldn’t want to be the creepy guy asking for your number if you don’t know him so he would talk to you about half an hour before deciding to ask.

☆ “Do you think I could have your number?” When you say yes he immediately reaches into his back pocket to grab his phone.

☆ He would keep talking to you afterwards instead of going back to his friends.

☆ When he gets home he would call you and talk to you all night if he could even staying in call if you fall asleep.

Colby:

☆ Would see you across the room at a party to be fair.

☆ If you were taking shots he would stare you down whilst you did.

☆ He would walk over to you without thinking about it,doesn’t need the alcohol or his friends to hype him up.

☆ Definitely Cocky about it and would ask for you number immediately.

☆ He would definitely be respectful but is still very cocky.

☆ He compliments you like there’s no tomorrow,he loves everything about you and your looks are just an add-on to his feelings.

☆ At the end of the night if you were still at the party he would ask if you wanted to come back to his place.

☆ Extracurricular activities happened that night if you said yes 🫡.

#8.5 "Things I ✨️LOVE✨️ the idea of..." (because I can't share these things with people irl...)

Angel Dust x GN!Friend!Reader [Pt. 2]

What happens when Angel finds his bestie in heat? 🥵

CW: Reader going into heat, Fingering, Cursing, Oral sex, Self lubrication, Dirty Talk, Soft smut, Fluffy at the End, Crying during sex

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“Angel, I don't want to force you into anything..” You fist his shirt, “..but I trust you.” 

Angel lifted your head in his hands to look into your eyes, “You sure?” He asks, wanting to be absolutely positive that this is what you want. You nod, struggling to stand on shaky legs, leaning on him for support. He gives you a soft 'okay’ and lifts you up to set you on the bed. Leaning over, he lets you grab at his clothes. “Off..!” You whine, trying to slide his shirt up, feeling his chest. Angel sits up to quickly shed his shirt, but his hand stops underneath the waistband of his skirt, panting softly.

You bite your lip and spread your legs, watching his hands rather than his face. He can't help the blush that spreads down his neck as he watches you expose yourself to him, slick with your essence. He feels the blood rushing between his legs as he begins to do the same, pulling his skirt and panties down together. Your lips part as he reveals himself, quickly sitting up and rubbing your face on his thigh, hands coming to grasp his hips. “Mmm..can I?” You moan, placing wet open mouth kisses against his thighs. Angel hisses quietly and moves a hand to the top of your head, “Y-yeah..” He stutters out. 

With no hesitation, you move to nuzzle the base of his cock, lips sliding along the side before taking him into your mouth. His hands grip your hair, mimicking the moan you let out. “F-fuck babe!” Your eyes slowly close as you sloppily continue to suck, head bobbing back and forth, spit falling from your lips. A wandering hand finds its way between your legs, desperately humping your palm for any kind of friction. Angel accidently bucks his hips into your mouth, throwing his head back when he feels you choke on him. As much as he wanted to chase that feeling, he rips you off by your hair. 

Crying out you immediately start whimpering to have him back in your mouth, “N-no! Please! ‘M sorry..need it! Wanna keep going! Wanna-” He cuts you off with a messy kiss, climbing to lay on top of you. You arch into his chest, submissively opening your mouth to let his tongue explore. An embarrassing moan escapes you as your legs instinctively spread wide. Your hips move on their own, trying to catch the tip of his cock on your hole. “Angel, please! N-need you inside!” You whimper against his lips in the kiss. He pulls away slightly, two hands sliding down to your hips, while another moves between your legs. He bites his lip, looking at you with half lidded eyes, “Shit baby, you’re so messy..” He grits out, gathering the slick between your legs and shoves it into your hole. Frustrated, you snap at him, tears streaming down your face, “I can take it! F-fuck! Don't neeed..” Your body automatically folds in half at the sensation, and Angel pushes you to lay back down. 

“I've got you..gotta prep you first..” He grunts, pressing his finger deeper before pulling out to add another. Sobbing, you grip the sheets underneath you as he works you open, begging for his cock. He leans over you, pressing his chest against yours, trying to give you the contact that you need. Your arms quickly move to his shoulders and reclaim his lips as he adds another finger. Ghosting against his lips, you once again, try to convince him that you’re ready for him, “Angel, Please! Promise I’m ready, promise!” He slowly pulls his fingers from you, using the wetness to give himself a quick pump before rubbing it on your hole. You immediately tilt your hips up in an attempt to get him to move faster. The initial stretch lights your body on fire as you easily take him, forcing an unexpected orgasm from you. He leans down to cradle your head and sloshes his lips against yours to quiet the howling of your cries. He himself was struggling to keep quiet at the way your hole was desperately trying to milk him.

Not a stranger to overstimulation, he continued fucking you through completion and doubled down his efforts when you moan out for more. With two hands roughly grabbing your ass, he buries himself in you over and over, trying to give you exactly what you need. His other hand gently slides against you back holding you as he murmurs soft words of encouragement to you. “Doin’ so good, takin’ me so well b-baby,” He gasps, hip stuttering as he feels the heat growing in his groin. “So tight…gonna make me cum..s-shit!” Angel himself starts to moan at a higher pitch as he gets closer. “Y-yeah..! Yeah, fuck! W-where do you want it?!” He asks frantically, pressing his forehead against yours, as he whines “I’m gonna cum! Where do you want it!?”

Your legs tightly wrap around him and you pull him by his shoulders to put his weight on top of you. “Inside..need to feel it..need to feel you..” You mumble in his ear as he buries his face in your neck. He continues to roughly rut into you, even while holding you gently. Your head tilts and you bare your neck to him, panting out, “Mmm, please Angel!” Seeing you in such a submissive state throws him off the edge. He bites your neck as he cums, pumping himself to completion inside of you. The moment he finishes, you start to feel the heat from your body slowly diminish and the exhaustion sink in. As you continue to hold him just as tightly, you babble your gratitude to him, “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

When he finishes, he sits up only to lean back down when he earns a soft cry from you. He shushes you and whispers, “Hey I’m not going anywhere..” You both lay still for sometime, feeling the rising and falling of each other’s chest and hearing the soft breaths of the other. His arms pull you closer to him as he maneuvers you both to lay on your sides, still keeping himself inside of you despite himself softening. When he goes to stroke your cheek, he realizes that you fell asleep and pulls a blanket over you both. There’s a pang in his chest as he watches you breathe, content that you’re finally calm after seeing you in distress when he initially came home. He gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead before drifting off to sleep himself…

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Tbh when I started writing this and Pt. 1, I realized that I didn't know how to write a character in heat so I just tried to make them as desperate as possible... (0.0)

Gonna post my new story soon!!!

jokes guys....

"But I haven't shaved"

Okay? Take your fucking pants off, that's not gonna stop me from eating you out.

Gang I just watched Deadpool and Wolverine and all I gotta say is

If I don’t see any new Wolverine fanfics I’m gonna flip

you disappear for a long time and they continue to message you

ଘ smau ft :: lucifer, vox, adam, angel dust, valentino // gn!reader note :: anyone ask for a side of angst ?? no ? just me? first post back after my mini break hehe also val is a non-relationship scenario ** — thank you to @helluvagyal for helping with angel’s <3 warnings :: uh angst, allusion to something bad happening, suggestive (adam), death, pet names used instead of y/n, valentino, toxic dynamics (val), MDNI !!

Lucifer

Vox

Adam

Angel Dust┆ Valentino (non-relationship, TOXIC)

demitra kalogeras x fem reader

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Algorithms and Affection

You met Demitra at a science & lifestyle influencer mixer in LA—a place you never thought you’d be, surrounded by ring lights and perfectly curated aesthetics. She stood out. Not because she was the loudest, but because she wasn’t trying to be noticed. Her content focused on space, feminism, and occasionally showing off her cats with nerdy captions like “Newton’s First Law… of naps.”

You, on the other hand, ran a cozy, cottagecore-style channel—baking, journaling, sunlight through leaves.

Opposites, maybe. But something clicked.

You started collaborating: “Cottagecore Girl Teaches Astrophysicist to Bake,” followed by “Astrophysicist Explains Black Holes While Making Banana Bread.” The algorithm loved it—but not as much as you loved seeing her in your kitchen, sleeves rolled up, laughing at her own messy attempts to knead dough.

One night, filming done, flour still on your cheeks, she looked at you across the couch. “I’ve calculated the probability of me falling for you.”

“Oh yeah?” you teased, nudging her socked foot with yours. “And what did your data say?”

She smirked. “It’s already happened.”

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Eddie Munson and Patrick Verona are the same person and you can't convince me otherwise...

part 2

The eyes

The smile

Patrick sang and performed "Can't take my eyes off you" and in my opinion Eddie would make a great and (maybe too) emotional show with "Prisoner of your eyes" by Judas Priest.

tara yummy x fem reader fluff

Sweet Surprises

It was a bright Saturday morning, the sun shining cheerfully through the curtains of your cozy apartment. You had planned a quiet day for yourself, one filled with books, coffee, and perhaps a little bit of baking. But your mind kept wandering back to her—the bubbly girl from the cafe down the street, Tara. You had met her a few weeks ago; she was the barista with the sweetest smile and a knack for whipping up the most delicious pastries.

Excitedly, you hopped out of bed, your heart fluttering at the thought of seeing Tara again. You decided you’d bake something special and bring it to her at the cafe, maybe even get a chance to chat with her a little longer.

After rummaging through your pantry, you settled on making cupcakes topped with fluffy vanilla frosting and colorful sprinkles—the kind of treat that always brought a smile to your face. You mixed the ingredients with care, imagining how happy Tara would be to receive them.

Once the cupcakes were in the oven, the sweet aroma filled your kitchen, making your stomach rumble with anticipation. After what felt like an eternity, they were finally ready, golden and perfect. You carefully frosted them, adding a rainbow of sprinkles on top, and placed them in a cute box.

With the box in hand, you made your way to Tara’s cafe, your heart racing a little faster with every step. As you entered, the familiar scent of coffee and baked goods engulfed you, making you feel at home. The small establishment was busier than usual, but there she was—Tara, standing behind the counter, her laughter ringing through the air as she interacted with customers.

You approached the counter, trying to hide your nerves. When her eyes landed on you, they lit up, and her smile widened. “Hey there! What a nice surprise! What can I get for you today?” she asked, her voice melodic.

You beamed, handing her the box of cupcakes. “I made these for you! Just a little something to brighten your day.”

Tara’s eyes sparkled with delight as she opened the box, her expression transforming into one of pure joy. “Oh my gosh, they’re adorable! You made these yourself?” she exclaimed, her excitement contagious.

“Yeah, I thought you might like them,” you replied, feeling giddy at her reaction.

“They look amazing! You’re so talented,” she complimented, peering closer at the colorful treats. “Can I try one right now?”

“Of course! They’re meant to be shared,” you said with a grin.

Tara picked one up and took a bite, her face lighting up even more. “Mmm, this is delicious! You have to tell me your secret,” she said between mouthfuls, her eyes sparkling.

You both laughed, your heart swelling at the sight of her enjoying your effort. “It’s really just a simple recipe, but I’m glad you like it!”

As the two of you chatted, the busy cafe faded into the background. You learned about Tara’s dreams and her favorite coffee blends, while she listened intently as you shared stories about your hobbies. It felt easy and natural, as if you had known each other for ages.

After a while, the cafe quieted down, and Tara leaned against the counter, a playful grin on her face. “You know, this has been the best part of my day. I think I need to reward you for these amazing cupcakes.”

“Oh? And how do you plan on doing that?” you teased, your heart racing at the thought.

“How about I make you my special drink? It’s a secret recipe, and I only share it with my favorite customers,” she winked, her confidence shining through.

Your cheeks flushed, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I’d love that,” you said, smiling shyly.

Tara busied herself behind the counter, whipping up the drink with meticulous care. When she returned with a vibrant, colorful concoction, your eyes widened in surprise. “Here you go! I call it ‘The Tara Yummy.’ It’s sweet, a little fruity, and definitely a treat!”

You took a sip, surprised by the explosion of flavors. “This is incredible! You’re a mixologist as well as a baker!”

Tara laughed, her eyes sparkling. “I do my best! But let’s be honest, your cupcakes are the star of the show today.”

The playful banter continued, and as you two exchanged glances filled with unspoken understanding, you felt a spark igniting between you. You knew that this was just the beginning of something sweet—a friendship, or perhaps something even more special.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, you felt grateful for that simple decision to bake. Life had a funny way of bringing people together, and today, it brought you closer to Tara, the girl who made everything feel just a little bit sweeter.

And just like the cupcakes you had made, you realized that this story was just the beginning, with all the potential for many more delicious adventures to come.