Who Should I Write For .??

Ugh gonna make a gossip girl thing now

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.

older men do it better

ON MY KNEES

ANYTHING FOR THIS WOMAN

WANT ME TO GET YOU WATER ALREADY HAVE IT WANT A SNACK I ALREADY HAD SOME WHAT YOU WANT? Want me to jump off a cliff which one babes?

LITERALLY SHES SO MOMMY ITS NOT EVEN A JOKE

she’s for the girls and the girls only

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.

hi! So I’m not able to find any rules or anything so if you don’t write for Noah feel free to ignore this! But I was curious if you could do Noah cuddling headcanons? (Gender neutral)

Heyoo anon! and yeah I haven't added any intro or rules but honestly I'm okay with any type of writing for any characters, I do ocs as well!

Noah is a fav of mine so his writing will be pretty detailed depending on what it is!

Not entirely sure if you wanted romantic or platonic so I added some bonuses if its romantic!

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Noah x GN!Reader Cuddling hcs!

Noah would be pretty skeptical at first as to why you would cuddle with him, but... if you can somehow convince him, you might get lucky.

Afterall, what's for him not to love about warm blankets and someone willing to show him they care?

When you first get into the bed you can tell he's nervous, his breathing will hitch and he'll constantly make sarcastic jokes like:

"Jeez, get even more eager why don't you."

He's not trying to be hostile so please don't take it that way, He's just... scared.

He may not display it, but he really needed this from you, for you to hold him close and give him affection.

Maybe play with his hair a little? Gosh, just know he'd rather die than ask for it directly, but he'll definitely try to make small hints to it.

He'd love nothing more than to read with you wrapped around one of his arms, this boy loves reading more than anything, so don't expect any of his precious reading time be wasted on just cuddles (But he still loves your touch.)

If you've been cuddling for awhile, don't expect to get up anytime soon, because now he's just too comfortable to willingly let go of you.

"Hey, don't get up?"

"Come on Noah, I need to get up, I have stuff to do."

"Hmm... No."

After this... Expect him to be slightly more clingy when your in private together.

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Some bonuses if your in a romantic relationship!

♡ Let's say you give him a few kisses on the head, the cheek maybe? Yes, please do it. He'll melt.

♡ If you thought he was clingy before, just imagine when your in a relationship. He'll be all over you.

♡ He'd get more comfortable in how he holds you, and how you hold him. Instead of just wrapping his arm around you, he'll hold you closely to his chest to the point you can hear his heartbeat and breathing.

♡ He'd mumble how much he loves you under his breath, while nuzzling against your neck with long sighs of joy.

♡ Again, this boy loves to read... Maybe someday you'd want to cuddle and read? He'd get a little embarrassed when asking so you'd just have to puzzle together what he wants.

♡ Please just know he's okay with anything as long as its with you, he loves you so so so much after all, even if he struggles to show it physically or verbally.

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Love

demetra kaligeras x female reader

It’s a cozy, rainy afternoon, the kind of day perfect for staying in. The soft pitter-patter of raindrops against the window fills the living room, casting a calming, almost hypnotic rhythm. You’re curled up on the couch with a blanket, holding a cup of hot tea when Demetra quietly slips into the room.

“Hey, love,” she says with a smile, her eyes soft and warm. She’s dressed in one of your oversized sweaters, which hangs adorably off her shoulder. She wraps her arms around you from behind, resting her chin on your head.

“Comfortable?” she asks, her voice quiet and sweet.

You nod, feeling the warmth of her embrace melt away any lingering stress from the day. She sits beside you and pulls you into her lap, gently stroking your hair. “I think we should just stay here forever,” she murmurs, her breath warm against your skin.

You laugh softly, and she pulls you closer, pressing a gentle kiss on your temple. “What are you thinking about?” you ask, noticing the dreamy look in her eyes.

“You,” she whispers, smiling. “How lucky I am to have you, and how much I love these little moments with you.”

You feel your heart flutter as you snuggle deeper into her embrace. She runs her fingers through your hair, humming softly, creating a peaceful bubble where it feels like it’s just the two of you and the gentle rain outside.

“Maybe we can bake some cookies later?” she suggests, a playful glint in her eyes. “And then watch that cheesy rom-com you love so much.”

You chuckle and nod, looking up at her. “That sounds perfect.”

She leans down to kiss you softly, her lips warm and tender against yours. “Anything for you,” she whispers, and you can’t help but smile, feeling completely safe and cherished in her arms.

This sweet moment captures the warmth and intimacy between you and Demetra, making a simple day together feel magical.

Spotted: Chuck Bass and Y/N—a new player in his dangerous game? Or is he finally getting soft? Either way, don’t think for a second that this will be anything but trouble. XOXO, Gossip Girl."

As the two settle into a cozy corner at a chic Manhattan café, Chuck, with his usual dapper look and confident charm, leans back in his chair, a sly smile playing on his lips. Y/N, not easily impressed but intrigued, orders a cappuccino, their eyes meeting for just a moment longer than usual. The conversation starts slow, with casual banter, but soon Chuck’s guarded demeanor begins to crack. He talks about the latest power play in his business empire, dropping hints of a vulnerability beneath that tough exterior.

Y/N, amused by Chuck’s seemingly aloof nature, teases him about his reputation and how he’s often misunderstood. Chuck smirks, leaning in a little closer, his voice lowering. He’s charming, but you can tell there’s more to him than meets the eye. As the coffee cups empty, the mood shifts. They share a more personal moment, with Y/N pushing Chuck to open up about his past—his pain, his family, and his true ambitions.

Their dynamic is magnetic: playful yet deep, with the occasional subtle flirtation. The café around them feels like a backdrop to the chemistry that’s clearly building between them. By the end of the date, neither of them wants to leave. Chuck, ever the mystery, might offer a cryptic parting line, and Y/N might walk away both intrigued and slightly

The photo is snapped innocently enough, just as Chuck and Y/N are laughing over something—maybe a witty remark or a shared memory. It’s a candid moment, but to Gossip Girl, it’s everything. She gets the shot and instantly, her voice fills the airwaves, sending shockwaves through the Upper East Side:

Cue the chaos. Chuck's phone blows up. Blair, ever the jealous queen, likely loses her cool, wondering what this means for her. Nate and Serena might gossip about it over brunch, trying to piece together the mystery of Y/N and Chuck's sudden closeness. And Y/N? Well, they’re probably caught off guard. A simple coffee date turns into a full-blown spectacle as Gossip Girl digs into their past, and every move they make becomes scrutinized.

Chuck, of course, plays it cool—at least on the surface. He’ll brush it off, throwing some biting remark about how this won’t even make a dent in his empire. But inside, there’s a flicker of concern. After all, Y/N isn’t part of his usual social circle, and he might worry that the public spotlight will end up pushing them away.

As for Y/N, they could feel the pressure mounting. Are they just another of Chuck's fleeting interests, or is there something more to this connection? The game of playing it "cool" might start to feel a lot harder with every new headline Gossip Girl posts.

Alright, let’s flip the script and give this one a sweet twist! After the chaos of Gossip Girl's post, Y/N and Chuck both feel the weight of the Upper East Side’s judgment. But here’s where things get different.

Instead of retreating into his usual cold, distant persona, Chuck starts to realize something: maybe this time, he doesn’t want to be alone. Y/N is no ordinary person in his life—they’ve made him laugh, challenged him, and maybe even softened him just a little. So, he does something unexpected.

He calls Y/N, and for the first time, he’s not hiding behind a mask of sarcasm or playing the power game. He’s genuine.

"Look," he says, "Gossip Girl’s got her hands full, but I want you to know, this—" He gestures to the flurry of online posts "—doesn't matter to me. You do."

Y/N might be surprised. After all, they weren’t expecting Chuck Bass to be this upfront, especially not in the midst of all the scandal. But they smile, feeling a warmth that makes them realize just how much they’ve started to care, too.

They agree to meet up again—this time, no paparazzi, no pressure, just the two of them, maybe at a quiet spot in the city where the world can’t see them. They talk, laugh, and enjoy each other’s company in a way that feels real. No games. No cameras. Just two people who like each other’s company and want to see where things go, without the weight of a thousand gossip columns hanging over their heads.

And as they say goodbye, Chuck might give that signature smirk of his, but there’s something different in his eyes. He’s not just playing the game anymore; maybe he’s found something worth fighting for.

"See you soon, Y/N," he says, not like it’s a threat, but like he means it.

Y/N walks away, heart a little lighter, knowing that, in a world full of drama and deceit, maybe this is the one thing that’s real.

As for Gossip Girl? She’s left with nothing but questions, because for once, the story isn’t what she expected. The Upper East Side may never change, but Chuck and Y/N? Well, they’re writing their own story now

"this place about to BLOW!" || hazbin/helluva x reader

ft. Angel Dust, Lucifer, Vox, Adam, Blitzø, Stolas, Striker

tags: nsfw, smut, blowjobs, cum eating, 69, gn!afab!reader, angel!reader for Adam, ftm/masc reader (still using gn pronouns but mentions of reader having tdick/use of the term cock for reader!) for angie and stolas <3, daddy kink/degradation in blitz's, mutual masturbation, manhandling, bit of corruption kink/blasphemy in Adam's oop, striker needs to calm down lmao, size kink/size difference, this kinda got away from meeeee

a/n: I've been writing all day. words no longer make sense 😭😭 I've been on T for almost one month and it hasn't made me nauseous these last two shots, so yay!! :)) I'm microdosing since I still identify with being fem-aligned but I'm super excited to get the changes id like while being on T shortterm! ☺️☺️

Angel Dust

"Oh, fuck, baby. You really know how to work that tongue of yours." Angel gasps, one arm covering his face, legs parting wide with a subtle shake to make more room for you to work your magic on his weeping cock. Guiding you gently, his hand cups the back of your head panting in tune to the soft humps he gives your mouth going deeper with every micro-thrust. "You're doing so good for me, baby. Gonna keep stretching out that mouth.. Move your legs over my face. Gonna get you off too, pretty." Suddenly gripping you with every set of his arms, Angel holds your hips over his waiting mouth. His warm tongue laps at your erect tdick, smirking against your soft skin at your whiny moans.

Lucifer

Wings sputtering at his back, he wrenches out a deep gasp, body bowing over your hunched form. His impish tail sways and flicks, swirling the nearby area as if wagging like a dog. "Gosh, stardust. Your mouth feels divine. Oh, fuck, just like that, baby. Gonna fuckin' burst. Fuck, lemme fuck you on my tongue please-- pleaseeeee!!" Lucifer moans, pulling back cumming thick ropes of cum across your cheeks and face. Ever the gentleman, he's quick to fall to his knees and lap up his own cum. His cock drools between his legs, clawing at your thighs to make way for his hungry mouth.

Vox

Grunting low, Vox keeps his gaze on you as he jerks his cock. Slick precum coats his fists, glitching eyes watching the way you toy with your entrance for him. "Fuck, baby, fuckfuckfuck. You're so hot. C'mere. I need you. Please, I need you." Vox gasps, sharing a quick, sloppy kiss before relinquishing his cock into your care. You take him immediately, hollowing your cheeks out. Clawing his hand into your hair, Vox fucks into your mouth without abandon throwing his head back with a staticy cry. He cums harshly, keeping your face pressed to his crotch tightly as he empties every last drop of cum down your throat.

Adam

He'd been having a horrible, shitty day. Nothing seemed like it was going right and he couldn't even fuckin get himself off properly. And there you were, his sweet little subordinate, ever so eager to please him. It truly warmed his heart. "Hey there, babe. Your captain here is in need of some help. Can you lend your mouth? It's what God would want..." Adam frees his thick cock from his robes. Your hot breath sending shivers down his body hard enough to make his balls clench in anticipation. Eagerly, you take him into your mouth and down your throat bobbing your head. Adam's strong thighs flex, his large, warm hand rests against your nape encouraging you to take him all the way. His other hand soothes across the bend of your delicate wings, toying with the sensitive silvery-white feathers.

Blitzø

His hand tightens around the base of his cock, he smacks his tip against your waiting tongue gasping sharply with short jolts of pleasure. "Fuck, aren't you precious? So eager to suck such a nice, hard cock, eh, babe?" Growling affectionately, Blitzø grips your chin and slowly pushes himself into your waiting mouth. Humping himself against you, Blitzø snarls, tail swaying behind him. "Gonna take every drop I give you? Be a good little slut for daddy and maybe I'll fuck whatever hole you want me in tonight."

Stolas

He certainly wasn't expecting you to sink down to your knees before him in such a public area. His cloak drapes around your shoulders the second you pull his cock free. Taking him into your mouth quickly, Stolas slams his fist into the wall desperately clawing for anything to find purchase. You look like a dream, taking care of him so sweetly. The wet slick noises make him feel dizzy and lightheaded, legs trembling as he holds your chin softly rocking himself into your mouth. "Oh, goodness, my love. I'm afraid I won't last much longer if you keep this up. We should head home. I need to see you sprawled beneath me toying your cock for me in more agreeable lighting, my darling~."

Striker

He's not nearly all tough bravado as he likes to make himself seem. Not with how hard he's clenching his teeth and how rapidly his tail is thrashing about, knocking down anything in its vicinity. You blink up at him with your tongue on his balls, clearly a bit unimpressed. Taking one into your mouth, Striker hisses, hips lifting off the ground for more friction. Your hands force his lower body back down, keeping him pinned and unmoving. Taking his tail, much softer than how you're sucking at his cock, winding the prehensile appendage around your wrist to keep him still. "Fuck, darlin'. That ain't fair, keepin' me restricted like this." Striker grunts yet makes no means to free himself. The precum leaking from his cock is more than enough to tell you how much he's enjoying this.

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