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request: I just read the accent kink anon and now I need something like that in my life, because all I can think about is George groaning while you whisper something to him in Spanish and he just canβt control himself π Whenever you have the chance could you whip something like that up? a/n: ive had this in my drafts for the longest time oops. i acc have so many unfinished fics in my drafts oopsies. smut: smut, nothing out of this world word count: 733
It all started out as an honest mistake. Really, truly, just a mistake. You had accidentally closed the cabinet door on your finger and had loudly sworn in Spanish as you held your finger tightly. George had popped into the kitchen with a look of concern.
"What was that, darling?" he had asked.
You had continued grumbling in Spanish about how it hurt, clearly unaware of what language you were speaking in. Or the effect it was having on George, completely unaware of the way his face changed into a devilish grin.
He went to stand behind you, head peering over your shoulder as you placed your finger under a steady stream of cold water, still muttering complaints in your native language. His chin rested on your shoulder and only then did you notice him and - with a quick look behind you - his grin.
Then, maybe - and just maybe - did it morph from an honest mistake to a playful mistake. You changed your voice, getting rid of the annoyance and replacing it with a much lower and slower tone. You remained focused on your finger, which no longer hurt, in order to not give yourself away.
And then, to top it all off, you called him Jorge; his name in Spanish.
He couldn't control himself then. He spun you around, strong hands on your waist, and turned off the tap. Your injured finger was long forgotten. The way he looked down at you made you shiver. That look of pure hunger for you.
"Hmm?" he asked, his fingers drawing gentle circles on your exposed waist.
"ΒΏQuΓ©?" you replied, almost a challenge.
George quirked an eyebrow and stepped even closer to you. You bit your lip to hide your surprise at his boner and raised both eyebrows, feigning confusion.
"ΒΏQuΓ© pasa mi amor?" you raised your hand and brushed his hair away from his face, tucking it safely behind his ear.
"I think you know que pasa." he said, completely butchering the pronouciation.
You giggled, you couldn't help it, and clearly, he couldn't either.
He picked you up, making you squeal, and took you out the kitchen. You fought back a grin, excited at the prospect of a riled up George. He took you to the bedroom and dropped you on the bed, immediately climbing on top of you.
His lips were on yours in an instant. He started bucking his hips against yours, pressing himself where you needed him most. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed him back, sneaking in Spanish words between kisses.
Each word made him groan more and more, it didn't matter what you were saying. He was quite literally feral, couldn't control himself. He pulled your pants and underwear down in one motion and freed himself from his pants.
Just as quickly as he had gotten both of you exposed, he slipped himself into you. It hurt a bit at first but his kisses and moans were making you hornier by the second.
"Fuck, darling, I love it when you talk like that." he groaned into his ear, slamming himself into you.
You moaned his name in Spanish again and smiled at the way you felt his body shuddered against you. You never knew why he reacted like this but you didn't care, it was just another weapon in your arsenal. Another means to get whatever you pleased.
You slipped your hand into his shirt, dragging your nails down his back, and called him sweet names in Spanish, one after the other. George couldn't stop moaning.
"I'm gonna cum." he said.
You encouraged him in Spanish, and soon his movements became erratic. You squeezed your legs around him, moaning as you felt your own high coming.
You continued whispering in your native language in his ear as you both came down from your high. George fell onto you, his weight welcoming and comforting.
"Holy fuck, love." he finally huffed, head resting on your chest. He kissed your exposed breasts, you could feel his eyelashes against you as his eyes fluttered closed.
"Did you like that, mi amor?" you asked as you played with his hair.
He lazily rose his head from your chest and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
"No se, por algo pregunto."
And even though it was just a random sentence, George's eyes mischievously lit up at the sound of your voice.
daisuke gives me so much Tyler the creator energy, and i also think he would be a big fan of Tyler π―π―
where i can find a Daisuke on my city.
Y/N: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized
Daisuke: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to his knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Y/N: That one! I want that one!
β€οΈοΈ cuddle naps after school
β€οΈοΈ loves to watch you put on makeup (if you do) and with enough convincing he lets you put some on him. youβre sitting in his lap while you do your makeup routine on his face, after youβre done and he looks in the mirror heβs praises your work and keeps talking about how good he looks with makeup on. eventually letting you do it often
β€οΈοΈ so many horror movie dates, either to watch movies at home or watch the new horror movie in theaters and talk about it for hours while eating fast food. heβll call up billy and beg him to come over. the rare times billy does give in, you all theorize and rant about the movie for hours eventually all falling asleep
β€οΈοΈ matching clothes. idc what you say this man would just beg to match clothes. same with pajamas. you both wear matching pajamas during horror movie date nights.
β€οΈοΈ also matching halloween costumes. he would go absolutely crazy over matching halloween costumes, looking for hours for perfect ones.
β€οΈοΈ loves when you would sit in his lap and just watch tv or read. he loves to feel your warmth and touch. so his hands are constantly on you, not in a prevy way but in a comforting way. like holding hands, hands on your waist or stomach, etc. he comforts him to know that youβre there with him.
οΈβ€οΈοΈ always οΏΌοΏΌeavesdrops οΏΌin your conversations with your friends in person and on the phone. he loves to hear the gossip, you eventually notice his eavesdropping and just decide to let him in on all the gossip all the time. during when youβre tell him all the gossip his reactions are: *gasps loudly* *mouth drops* βwhat?!β *makes the most confused face* βyouβre kidding?!β
β€οΈοΈ gets jealous super easy. causing him to mark you with hickeys, gifts he got you (ex: a necklace with his initials) and would always have his hands on you in public. hands on your waist, arm around your shoulder, hand holding, etc etc.
β€οΈοΈ getting high and then going on dates. first time he asked if you would do it or not you questioned why and his reasoning being it would be funny and fun. and it was. you both were at a park at night laughing at the most unfunniest thing ever. it was a fun experience so you both kept doing it time to time.
β€οΈοΈ he would show you songs that reminded him of you(which was a lot), so he decided to make a mix tape, and give it to you on your anniversary. so every anniversary just before he makes mixtapes of songs that remind him of you and your favorite songs.
οΈβ€οΈοΈ time to time. you, stu and billy get high and order lots of fast food and just talk. mostly about horror movies or gossip, or just laughing together about memories or just laughing at nothing.
β€οΈοΈ getting high and it eventually leading to sex no matter where you both are. stu loves to have high sex with you because it feels so good to him, and every sensation is maxed out and feels euphoric. so he cums fastπ
β€οΈοΈ praises tf out of you and your body in and out of bed.
β€οΈοΈ making eye contact with him during sex turns him on a lot weirdly. especially when youβre too fucked out to even form a sentence and you make eye contact with him, the ruined makeup, tears from overstimulation, put it all together. cums on the spot
β€οΈοΈ whiny when he cums. begging for you and calling out your name in a whiny voice, begging for more.
β€οΈοΈ making out while fucking no matter what position >>> he loves that shit. he thinks making out is so romantic and doing that while fucking makes him giggly
β€οΈοΈ while you ride him he praises your body. verbally and physically. groping and leaving hickeys and kisses on your chest, neck, stomach. βGod your body is perfect, how did I end up with someone so perfect?β He whispers into your skin while you moan out his name.
β€οΈοΈ he absolutely loves to do aftercare. whispering even more praises into your ear while he cleans you up, telling you how good you did and how beautiful you looked. he loves seeing your reaction and just loves making you feel good after sex.
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a/n: sorry the nsfw headcanons are so sort and the sfw headcanons are longer. very touched starved rn and wanted more sfw, sorry abt that. also having major soft/fluff stu brainrot <3
that's so cute i wanna scream and rip my hair off πππ FOR MORE AU'S LIKE THAT!!!!!
κ°ΰ¦ Warnings / Tags ΰ»κ± β°ββ€ platonic!! relationship, mentions of killing, mentions of slurs, reader is around pre-teens/teens spoilers !!, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, gn!reader, skin!Neutral, not proof read !!
βββ Λπ Μ !!
κ°ΰ¦ Author's Note ΰ»κ± β°ββ€ thanks to the one person who wanted this, it did not take me much convincing to make it
THE SIDEYE. Logan wanted to say, "Where did you get that attitude, young lady?" but that's from his own DNA.
NOOOOOOOOOOII
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