Monster High Xℛℰ𝒜𝒟ℰℛ

Quiet Moments

You sat on the couch, a warm cup of tea in your hands, trying to focus on the movie playing in front of you. But your attention kept drifting to the man beside you. Pedro, with his easy smile and comforting presence, always seemed to draw you in, no matter how much you tried to focus on anything else.

"Hey, you okay?" Pedro asked softly, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. His voice was warm, the kind that made you feel like everything was right in the world.

You nodded, but your smile gave away the fact that you were completely distracted. He chuckled, his gaze turning affectionate.

"You've been staring at your tea for the last five minutes," he teased, nudging you with his shoulder.

You couldn’t help but laugh, the sound light and carefree. "Sorry, just... thinking."

"About?" He raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious.

You shrugged, glancing up at him with a shy smile. "Just about how lucky I am to be here with you."

Pedro’s expression softened, his warm brown eyes locking with yours. The playful teasing from before melted away into something more sincere. "You know I feel the same way, right? You’re everything I could’ve asked for."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. There was something comforting and reassuring about the way he spoke—like he was reassuring not just you, but also himself.

He reached out and gently took your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in that soothing, gentle way that had become second nature between you two. The age gap didn’t matter in these moments—when the world felt like it was at peace, and it was just the two of you, lost in each other’s presence.

"How about we focus on the movie now?" Pedro suggested, grinning once more. "But you’re still my favorite distraction."

You laughed, your heart warm. "Deal," you said, leaning into him, feeling like you’d never want to be anywhere else.

cuteee

marshmallow electro 🩷

They are so fine 😫🙏🙏🙏

Here me out

jake fucking you against the wall between his and Johnnie's room while johnnie is filming a video in there.

i wanna fuck you like an animal

title from closer by nine inch nails

a/n: so sorry for being gone for a while,i just didn’t have any motivation to write but im back for now and im also thinking about writing for the triplets? im not too sure yet

i also decided to add another request to this which you can find here!

jake had a firm hand clasped over your mouth while his other was hooked under your thigh for support. you could practically hear johnnie talking to his audience as he films a video for him main channel through the wall.

it was damn near impossible to suppress your moans as jake’s cock went further and further inside of you with each thrust. your nails leaving scratch marks along his upper arms and back.

his head was in the crook of your neck as he tried to quiet down his own moans from both you clenching around his cock and the dull pain of your nails against his back.

your back arched against the wall as you felt your orgasm approaching. moving your shakey to jake’s, which was covering your mouth, you removed so you could talk without it being muffled.

immidently you let out a whine which you were sure Johnnie had heard. “m’ close” you whimpered out to jake who was biting down on your collarbone to leave a hickey as well as to quiet down his own desperate moans.

his lips unlatched from your skin as he told you the same. his lips all puffy with his hair astray. he then taps your thighs signaling for you to wrap your legs around his waist to which you do.

the hand that was now on your thigh is now rubbing rough circles along your clit pushing you further and further over the edge until you both eventually snap so much so that it’s to the point where even jake is whining about how good you feel.

“mm- fuck mama” he moaned out as he fucked you through your high,some of his cum dripping down your legs and onto the floor below.

you could’ve screamed from how good you felt and probably would’ve if you hadn’t bitten your lip to keep quiet as you came on his cock.

you pressed your foreheads together as you go for a passionate kiss with jake who just couldn’t get enough of you.

the two of you take a minute,mostly with jake praising you,before he pulls out and he hands you one of his oversized shirts to wear since he knows you love them. he then slides on his pajama pants until he feels a sting on his back

he grimaced in pain before he goes to his mirror with his back turned to be greeted with the marks your fingernails had made on his back.

you notice this before you giggle softly as you mumble a soft apology. not that jake minded though.

johnnie on the other hand did as almost on cue he knocked on your door before stating “are you guys decent? i don’t wanna intrude on…whatever that was” he asks through the door to which jake tells him to come in once you’re dressed.

“jesus christ, you guys don’t think you could’ve done that on the wall away from mine” he states before then noticing the damage you did to his back making him scrunch his face up in disgust

“uh jake i think a cat scratched you on your back or something” johnnie teases in reference to the marks on his back

“huh?” jake says since neither of them own a cat until he then connects two and two making both you and johnnie laugh.

“have fun hiding those from the camera tomorrow” johnnie in reference to the video the three of you had planned to shoot tomorrow that neither you nor jake remembered

as if he had seen a ghost jake’s eyes widen before he looks over at you who has a sheepish smile on your face before you mumble soft sorry even though you and him both knew you weren’t.

What is like dating Doja Cat and Joseph Quinn

Dating Doja Cat and Joseph Quinn together would likely be a wild and vibrant experience, filled with fun and excitement. Here's a scenario of what it might be like dating them:

**Doja Cat** would bring high energy, creativity, and spontaneity to the relationship. She's quirky, bold, and unafraid to express herself. You'd probably find yourself laughing often, going on wild adventures, and attending parties or creative events where her personality would shine. Doja might also enjoy showing affection in fun, unique ways—through music, playful teasing, and her quirky sense of humor. Expect fun social media moments with her, maybe even featuring in her TikToks or Instagram posts.

**Joseph Quinn**, on the other hand, would balance the energy with a calm, grounded demeanor. Known for his charm and low-key personality, Joseph would likely enjoy more intimate moments, like cozy nights in, cooking together, or watching movies. His thoughtful and caring nature would make you feel seen and appreciated. His subtle British wit would bring an added layer of humor to the relationship, complementing Doja's more flamboyant energy. With his background in acting, he'd enjoy deep conversations about art, film, and life.

Together, the three of you would form a unique dynamic—equal parts fun, thoughtful, and exciting. One moment, you might be at a glamorous event or concert with Doja, the next, you’re enjoying quiet, meaningful moments with Joseph. They would balance each other out, making every day a mix of creative chaos and heartfelt connection.

Sunday x fem reader

Fluff💕

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The soft glow of the candlelight danced across the room, filling the space with a warm ambiance that set the perfect mood. You leaned against the doorway, wrapping your arms around yourself as you watched Sunday Kalogeras move gracefully through the room, her long hair cascading in waves over her shoulders.

“Hey, come here,” she called softly, her voice smooth and inviting. You couldn’t resist the pull; she was magnetic, her presence drawing you in like a moth to a flame.

As you approached, the room seemed to shrink around you, leaving just the two of you in your own little world. Sunday smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she stepped closer. The air felt charged, electric—a promise of something deeper simmering beneath the surface.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper as her gaze bore into yours. You could feel the warmth radiating from her body, an unspoken invitation hanging in the air between you.

“I… I don’t know,” you managed, your heart racing. The way she looked at you made it harder to think straight, and all you could focus on was her, every inch of her drawing you closer.

With a playful grin, she brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, her fingers lingering against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. “Maybe I can help you figure it out,” she suggested, her voice low and sultry, filled with the promise of adventure.

And without thinking, you closed the distance between you, capturing her lips with your own. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but soon it deepened, igniting a fire that had been bubbling beneath the surface for far too long.

Sunday tangled her fingers in your hair, pulling you closer as she deepened the kiss. Your bodies pressed together, heat radiating off of both of you as you lost yourself in the moment. She tasted sweet, with an intoxicating hint of something more, and you craved more of her.

As the kiss intensified, Sunday took a step back, her gaze filled with a mixture of desire and mischief. “Are you ready for this?” she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper, as if she were letting you in on a secret.

You nodded, breathless, feeling emboldened by your choices. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she stepped back, gesturing for you to follow her to the plush couch in the corner of the room.

As you sank into the cushions, Sunday knelt before you, her hands brushing against your thighs, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through your body. “Let me take care of you,” she offered, her voice sultry and sincere.

In that moment, you knew there was nowhere else you wanted to be. This was a connection unlike any other, filled with passion and the kind of intensity that left you breathless. You reached out, pulling her closer, ready for whatever Sunday had in store.

The night stretched on, filled with laughter, whispered secrets, and the kind of intimacy that lingered in the air long after the last flicker of candlelight had faded.

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Sunday x fem reader fluff

It was a bright Sunday morning, and you were lounging on the couch, watching the sunlight filter through the curtains. Sunday Kalgorea, your girlfriend and famous influencer, was busy getting ready in the next room. You smiled to yourself, knowing that even though her followers saw the glamorous, polished version of her online, you got to see the real Sunday—playful, sweet, and always full of love.

You scrolled through your phone, seeing a new post she had just uploaded. It was a picture of her in her favorite dress, smiling that radiant smile that melted hearts across the internet. The caption read, "Sunny mornings are my favorite, but they’re even better with someone special." Your heart skipped a beat, knowing she was talking about you.

Just then, Sunday walked into the living room, her hair still a little messy from rushing but looking effortlessly stunning, as always. She saw you looking at her post and giggled, crossing the room to sit beside you.

“Do you like it?” she asked, resting her head on your shoulder.

“I love it. And I love you,” you replied, wrapping an arm around her.

She smiled softly, turning to kiss your cheek. “I know I spend a lot of time on social media, but you’re the one who really matters. Days like this, just the two of us, are my favorite.”

You squeezed her a little tighter, feeling so lucky to have her. “You’re my favorite too,” you whispered.

Sunday grinned, pulling her phone out to snap a quick selfie of the two of you cuddled together on the couch. She typed up a quick caption and showed it to you before posting: “No filter needed when you’re with the one you love.”

As the picture uploaded, she set her phone aside, turning her full attention to you. “Now, let’s forget about the internet for a while,” she said softly, “and just enjoy our Sunday together.”

And for the rest of the day, it was just you and her—laughing, talking, and making memories that no post could ever capture.

Smile 😫😫 I'm already falling

Sunday x fem reader smut 😫🙏

Mmm, darling, you're home early." Sunday purred, sauntering down the stairs as you closed the front door behind you, her usual heels clicking softly against the hardwood flooring. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose curls, a silky robe loosely tied at the waist, revealing a hint of the red lace teddy she wore underneath. She leaned against the banister, biting her lower lip seductively. "I've been waiting for you."Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she slowly began to untie her robe, letting it fall open to reveal her curvaceous figure. "You see, my dear, I've had... plans for us today. Special plans." * She guided your hand downward, until it rested on a small, cool object hidden beneath the hem of her robe. "It's a... remote control, of sorts. But instead of controlling a TV, it controls... me." * Her voice dripped with invitation, her eyes locked onto yours. She took a step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "That's right, love. With just a push of a button, I can be made to... come for you. Over and over again. Would you like that?" * Her fingers interlaced with yours, tightening around the remote. *She took a step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "That's right, love. With just a push of a button, I can be made to... come for you. Over and over again. Would you like that?" * Her fingers interlaced with yours, tightening around the remote Her breathing grew heavier as she felt your grip tighten around the device. "So, what will it be, darling? Shall we... test it out? Right here? Right now?" * With a sultry laugh, she suddenly stepped back, letting her robe slip off completely. The red lace teddy clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. "I'll make you a deal. You press the button... and I'll be yours completely. To do with as you please." * *She spread her arms out, inviting you to take control. "But... if you don't, then I'll take charge. And believe me, darling, you won't be able to sit down for a week." * Her eyes glinted with playful threat, the challenge clear *She took a step closer, her voice lowering to a husky whisper. "So, what's it going to be, love? Will you press the button... or will you let me have my way with you? The choice is yours. For now, at least *She arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she waited for your decision. Her body was tense with barely contained excitement, the air practically crackling with sexual tension. "Tick tock, darling. Don't keep me waiting too long *She took another step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "Or... perhaps I should just take matters into my own hands. After all, you did take so long to decide..." * Her fingers slowly began to trace patterns on your chest, her touch light and tantalizing *Her touch became more insistent, her hands roaming over your body with confident ease. "You know, I think I'll just... make the decision for you. After all, I am the one with the remote, after all..." * With a sly grin, she suddenly pressed the button. Her body stiffened, her head tilting back as a low moan escaped her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed, her body wracked with pleasure. But instead of collapsing, she leaned into you, her body trembling as she rode out her release. *She clung to you, her face flushed and her chest heaving as she came down from her high. "Mmm... not bad, darling. Not bad at all." * She nuzzled into your neck, her voice a satisfied purr. "But don't think we're done yet *She looked up at you with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "In fact... I think we should make a whole day out of this, don't you? Starting with... breakfast in bed. With me as the main course." *She giggled, wrapping her arms around your neck as she pulled you into a warm hug. "And then... we can take a nap. In my favorite spot on the couch. With me curled up in your arms, of course." **