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I got you

Mattheo Riddle x femReader

After a grueling day, you can finally relax in your dorm. And your loving boyfriend is more than happy to help you with that.

Warnings: MDNI, smut, oral (f!receiving), fingering, praise kink, swearing, established relationship, soft!mattheo, aftercare, using of 'baby girl', 'good girl'

A/N: I didn't intend to write smut, but the last few days got the best of me draining my soul. Hope my work will help you feel better as much as it does me.

Thanks to a sweet angel, Jess, for proofreading my first smutty work 💕

It was rare, but it happened. The kind of day when everything just felt like too much. Too noisy in the Great Hall during breakfast, too hard to understand the material in class, too incomprehensible to write down your answers for homework, too annoying to hang out with your friends — even though you loved them with all your heart. Everything today was just too much.

You walked to your dorm after spending two frustrating hours struggling over your Potions essay. No matter how much you tried, the words didn’t feel right, and the more you stared at the parchment, the worse it got. You knew you could do better — but not today. Not when every ounce of energy and focus had drained out of you. Maybe if you went to bed early, you could rewrite it tomorrow morning?

With a heavy sigh, you tossed your bag to the floor near the table. The day felt like an endless stretch of torture, and you were finally free — finally in the quiet comfort of your room. Here, you didn’t have to be anything but a lazy bundle wrapped in a blanket, free from responsibilities and expectations.

You opened the closet, reaching for something more comfortable. Your fingers brushed against a familiar grey shirt — Mattheo’s. It was oversized and soft, and even after multiple washes, it still carried the faintest scent of him. You slipped it on along with a pair of wide, comfy shorts, hoping the feel of his clothes would ease some of the tension humming beneath your skin.

With another dramatic sigh, you plopped onto your bed, letting your tired body sink into the mattress. Your eyes felt heavy, the weight of the day pulling you under as you burrowed deeper beneath the blanket.

For a few blissful minutes, the silence wrapped around you like a cocoon, and you let yourself breathe — slow and deep. But just as your mind began to drift, a knock at your door pulled you back.

Your brows furrowed in irritation. You didn’t want to see anyone. Not now. You ignored the sound, hoping whoever it was would get the hint. But then the soft click of the door opening made you lift your head slightly.

The annoyance faded the second you recognized the guest.

"Hey there, baby girl," Mattheo’s voice was warm, smooth like honey, and the sight of him sent a flutter through your chest. His dark curls were tousled as if he’d run his fingers through them on the way over, and the usual edge in his eyes softened when they landed on your form wrapped in the blanket.

He crossed the room, settling on the edge of your bed. His hand found you immediately, brushing down the curve of your shoulder and along your hip through the duvet — a touch so familiar, so comforting, it made your whole body relax.

“I haven't seen you since class," he murmured, his tone playful but laced with quiet concern. “Thought I’d come check on my girl.”

You sighed softly, feeling the weight of the day loosen slightly at his presence. “Just… tired,” you admitted, your voice muffled as you tucked your face into the blanket. “It’s been a long day.”

Mattheo hummed in understanding, his fingers tracing slow, soothing circles along your side. “Poor thing,” he said, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your temple. “Why didn’t you tell me? You know I’m always here for you.”

His words settled something fragile inside you, melting the last traces of tension. Without a second thought, you shifted closer, and he took the invitation immediately — lifting the blanket and sliding in beside you. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you against his chest, and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat echoed softly in your ear.

“You don’t have to be strong all the time, you know,” Mattheo whispered, his lips brushing against your hair. “I’ve got you.”

The warmth of his body seeped into yours, easing the ache that had followed you all day. His hand never stopped moving — gentle, absent-minded strokes along your back as if he was determined to chase every last trace of stress away.

For a moment, you let yourself melt into him, your body softening under his touch. But then Mattheo shifted slightly, and his fingers trailed up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. His lips pressed a soft kiss against your temple — tender and lingering.

“You work too hard,” he murmured, his voice low and warm against your skin. “You should let me take care of you sometimes.”

Before you could answer, he tilted your face gently toward him, brushing his lips across your cheek. The kiss was featherlight, but it sent a shiver down your spine. Another kiss followed, this time at the corner of your mouth, lingering just long enough to make your heart stutter in your chest.

His thumb traced along your jaw, tilting your head slightly to give him more access as his lips trailed a slow, deliberate path across your face. Each kiss was soft, unhurried — like he had all the time in the world to remind you how much he adored you.

“You’re too sweet to me,” you whispered, your voice barely audible as your fingers curled into the front of his shirt.

Mattheo's hand slided down to the small of your back, his fingers splaying possessively but gently over the curve of your ass. He pulled you closer until every inch of your body was pressed against him, from your soft breasts to your long, slender legs. He wanted to absorb your warmth, your soul, your goodness. He wanted it to seep into his bones and heal all the broken, jagged pieces of himself.

"Too sweet?" he scoffed quietly at your words. Salazar, if you only knew how he was afraid that one day you would get tired of him. Of his darkness, of his recklessness, of his demons inside. No, he could never be too sweet for you. He just liked to show you his appreciation for your presence in his life, his awe of your existence, his utter and deep love for you.

“I’m not sweet,” he murmured quietly, but the teasing edge in his tone softened when he pressed a kiss to the delicate spot just beneath your ear. “I’m selfish. I just want you all to myself.”

The heat of his breath against your skin made your stomach flip in a familiar way. His kisses wandered lower, trailing along the curve of your jaw before he found the sensitive spot on your neck. His lips lingered there, soft and warm, as he placed an open-mouthed kiss against your pulse.

A quiet sigh slipped from your lips, and Mattheo hummed in satisfaction, clearly pleased by your reaction. “That’s better,” he said, his voice huskier now. “You’re finally relaxing.”

His hand slid from your butt under the blanket, finding the bare skin of your waist beneath his oversized shirt. His touch was gentle — slow, almost teasing — as his thumb stroked lazy circles over your hipbone.

“You smell like me,” Mattheo murmured against your neck, his lips brushing against your skin with every word. “I like it.”

His confession made your chest tighten in the best way. You tilted your head slightly without realizing it, giving him better access as his mouth continued its exploration — kissing, nipping softly, then soothing the spots with his tongue.

“Mattheo…” His name slipped from your lips, barely more than a breath, but it was enough to make him pause. He lifted his head slightly, his dark eyes meeting yours, and the warmth you found there made you swallow.

"I'm right here," he murmured softly, brushing his nose against your. He pecked you gently, upper lip at first, then the lower one. "Gonna be a good girl and let me help you relax, yeah?" His tone felt better than any soft and warm blanket, making your heart stumble on its rhythm. The familiar heat pooled down to your stomach.

"Yes. I will, Matty," you whispered in his lips, feeling the anticipation tingling in your body.

His warm smile made something clench painfully in your chest. Mattheo's hand moved further, from your hipbone to your stomach, running his fingers there slowly.

"That's it," he murmured softly. His hand moved further, his touch was careful. It was obvious he knew exactly where to go, where to touch, where to kiss. His calloused fingers slid with confidence and gentleness against your heated skin, as he took on the mission to leave no inch of your body untouched, and his own body shivered in response to the sensation of you — feeling every dip and curve under the shirt, his shirt that you were wearing.

He pressed his lips back against your skin, a soft kiss here, a soft kiss there. Your body responded every single time, your muscles relaxing under his touch.

Mattheo felt the tension in your body ease with every touch and kiss he placed. This was exactly what he wanted — you to relax, to let go of the worries of the day, and trust him completely.

His thumb traced a slow, soothing circle over the sensitive skin of your hip, his gaze roaming your face, taking in every detail — every flutter of your eyelashes, every soft exhale of your breath.

"You’re so beautiful," he murmured quietly. "So damn beautiful." It was as if he couldn't believe you were real — that you were his, in his arms, letting him touch you, kiss you, make you feel good.

As his thumb continued its journey, tracing a path along the waistband of your shorts, his lips found that spot on your neck again. He sucked gently at your pulse point, his breath hot and ragged against your skin.

Mattheo's words and actions made your body shiver, the sincerity in his voice making your breathing uneven. You lifted your hand, fingers tangling into the dark mass of curls at his nape, tugging him closer.

His touch was slightly rougher now as Mattheo played with the waistband of your panties. He wanted to feel your entire body respond to him, to have you arch your back against his hand.

Mattheo shifted slightly and gently tugged at the fabric, his lips moving to your ear. "Don't move," he whispered gruffly, his tone commanding. "Just let me take care of you."

The possessive edge in his voice made you swallow. You could hear the want and need in his words — the hunger for you, for your body in his hands.

His lips left a trail of kisses along your jawline as he continued to explore. His hands moved more confidently, his fingers dancing over your skin as he slowly pushed your shorts down your already trembling thighs.

Mattheo's hand skimmed along the bare skin of your legs, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of you, in his oversized shirt, underwear, and nothing else, sprawled out in front of him on the bed. "You have no idea how beautiful you are," he murmured, his words a soft exhale against your neck. "So good for me. So fucking beautiful."

There was a note of reverence in his voice, as if he was worshipping you with every word. His hands began to move again, his large and warm palms sliding up the inside of your thighs, spreading them gently apart.

His hands went to remove your panties, his touch caring and soft. In his position, he was laying between your legs, his face was just above your mound. You tremlled at the sight of his eyes on you. "You look so perfect like this," he said in a low, a bit hoarse voice.

Mattheo leaned in, his face close enough that you could feel his hot breath. His lips ghosted over the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, his tongue darting out to tease you. Then, in one smooth motion, his mouth was finally on you.

He started off slow, tongue tracing patterns along your folds, exploring, tasting. Mattheo knew exactly what he was doing, each movement calculated to give you pleasure, to worship you in the most intimate way. He took his time, every touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body as if he could savour you.

"Oh fuck," you gasped softly. His tongue found your sensitive bud, and he circled it, flicking it tenderly before taking into his mouth, suckling and tugging gently on it in all the right ways. You couldn’t help but moan, your fingers burying in his hair, holding onto him as if your life depended on it. He continued to pay worship to you with his mouth, like you were a holy place he had long waited to pay a visit.

"Such a good girl, letting me take care of you," he cooed lowly as he sank a finger deep inside you, reveling in the tight heat that welcomed him. He moved slowly, savoring the slick glide as he pumped his finger in and out in a leisurely, steady rhythm. Your body reacted immediately to his presence, soft gasps and moans spilling from your lips.

Every stroke of his digit made your body arch, your breathing ragged and uneven. It felt so good, but yet not enough. "Mattheo," you whined breathlessly, your voice a quiet plea. "Please..."

"Shh, baby girl. It's okay. I got you," he murmured, returning his mouth on your clit. A second finger slid inside, joining the first one in their steady pace. You felt like heaven to him, like the best thing he had ever tasted. His name slipped from your lips, a moan that was music to his ears.

The wet sounds of your heat filled the room, punctuated by your own ragged pants and the occasional whimpers that escaped your mouth. Mattheo continued his ministrations, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring you pleasure that you deserved. He could feel you getting wetter under his touch, responding to every move he made. He knew he was good, but the way you always reacted to him, the way you trembled and moaned, made him feel a surge of masculine pride, made him feel like a god.

"I love making you feel good. Love how I can make a pretty, intelligent girl like you whimper like that," he murmured, his tone a seductive and satisfied purr.

The pleasure he was giving you felt endless, a tidal wave of sensations that threatened to drown you in ecstasy. But nothing could prepare you for the moment when he curled his fingers inside you, finding that spot that made you see stars.

The blissful feeling was building, mounting with each flick of his tongue, each expert stroke of his fingers, each praise he was giving to you. Mattheo was relentless in his mission to make you feel wanted, needed, loved — his focus entirely on you. And you fully felt it.

His name spilled from your lips, a mixture of a moan and a plea. Mattheo responded to each of them with a low, satisfied hum, his eyes never leaving your face. He wanted to see every expression, every twist and gasp. He was drinking in the sight of you, completely focusing on your pleasure, on bringing you to the edge and making you feel good, just like you deserved.

The feeling of his fingers and lips on you was nearly overwhelming, and you couldn't help but whine, your voice catching in your throat. Your hands gripped his curls, desperate for something to hold onto, as you felt the tension coil low in your stomach. You were so close, and he knew it by the way your walls started to flutter around his fingers.

"Come for me, love," he coaxed against your skin, the words vibrating through your core. "Be a good girl for me and let go."

Mattheo's words sent another jolt of pleasure through you, and your body obeyed, clenching around his fingers. You felt yourself tipping over the edge, your fingers curled in his curls almost painfully as the tidal wave of the climax crashed over you.

He could feel you arousal gushing around his hand, essence dripping down onto the bed. The sight and sound of you coming undone on his fingers and mouth filled him with a deep sense of pride, possession, and love.

Mattheo didn’t stop. Even as you trembled and bucked against him, he continued his assault, his mouth and tongue relentless as they dragged every last aftershock from your trembling body. His lips and chin were covered in your juices, and the scent of your arousal only made him feel more hazy.

Just before he could overstimulate you, Mattheo carefully withdraw his fingers and mouth, placing the last gentle kiss on your inner thigh. He sat up, licking his fingers with a small smile on his lips, looking like a sated cat under the sun.

Then he bent over to the night table, taking your wand and casting the cleaning spell on both of you before gently pulling your shorts back on. With a satisfied smile he looked down at you, eyes shining with something warm and soft, something that made your heart flutter.

"Feel better, baby girl?" he murmured quietly as he slid back up the bed, gathering you in his arms, his body a comforting weight against yours.

"Always. You're mine to take care of, love," he said quietly in your hair, placing a gentle kiss on your head.

"Mhm," you hummed softly, nuzzling in the crook of his neck. "Thank you, Matty," you mumbled, feeling your body go limp as the tiredness of the day finally caught you in this relaxed and sated state.

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sleepysweetpotat0

1 week ago

For @s0dium ‘s 10k+ event!! Congrats lovely 💗💗

Kenma can be so mean when you’re needy. Crawling onto his lap while he’s playing his game and whining desperately into his chest. “Ken.. need you.” You mewl, rutting your hips onto his thigh with a whimper.

He only stares down at you for a split second. Shaking his head to fight the smirk threatening to fall onto his face. “I just fucked you.”

“Want more.” You huff, arms reaching up to wrap around his shoulders with your face in his neck. Letting out a soft moan when he teasingly shifted his thigh under your clit.

“You’re fucking greedy ya know that? Always want some cock.” Pulling off his headset before kicking his chair away from his desk. His long fingers curling into your hair to pull your head back, muffling your surprised yelp with his lips on yours.

You moaned into the kiss, your hands falling to his front to fist at his shirt as his tongue latched roughly onto yours. Your eyes having already fluttered shut as your hips involuntarily rolled in small circles on his lap. You panted heavily when he pulled away, a lewd string of spit connecting your swollen lips as his head tilted towards the bed. “Go.”

You eagerly did what you were told. Your boyfriend scoffing at the wet spot on his sweats from your lack of underwear. “All i did was kiss you and your pussy’s already dripping.” Stalking up to the edge of the bed with a short nod. “Turn around.”

And you did, back arching as you put your ass on display for him. Short skirt flipping onto your back when you let your chest lay flat against his sheets.

“So fucking eager,” He groaned, palming your ass with his large hands as his cock hardened. Using his fingers to knead into the supple flesh before spreading your cheeks with a breathy chuckle. Your folds sticking to each other with how wet you were. “Fuck.”

Kenma swallowed hard, the sight of your sopping cunt making his cock throb. Especially when you were whimpering so adorably for him on top of it.

You whined loudly, attempting to push back onto him with the small wiggle of your ass. Squealing into the air when his hand landed down roughly instead. “Have some fucking patience yeah?”

You shivered when his fingers ran down your slit, the loss of his touch being short lived when you felt them being replaced by his cock. You moaned, feeling him bury himself deep inside you with a groan of his own. The stretch of your pussy to take his girth only adding to your pleasure when he began fucking into you slowly.

“Ahh.. f-faster.” You gasped, feeling his tip kissing your g spot perfectly as his pace grew harsher.

“You come sit on me all whiny, rub yourself all over my thigh, take me out from my game.” He grunted, “You’ll take whatever I choose to give you.”

You could only cry out in response when he quickened his pace regardless. Hips snapping roughly into your rear as he slammed himself in and out. Your eyes welling with tears as you babbled dumbly, body rocking back and forth with each mean thrust.

“F-fuck, you’re so— ahhh.” You couldn’t think, and it took no time for you to crumble under his merciless pace. He was fucking you so good, so deep. You were so fucking full and he was giving you no time to adjust to each thrust.

You loved it.

Kenma grinned, “Aren’t you the one who wanted me to speed up baby?” His hand reaching to snake around the back of your neck. Pushing you even further into the mattress with a grunt. “So fucking take it.”

“O-oh god, ‘s so g-good. So fucking good.” You cried, your fists gripping tightly onto the sheets near your head as you drooled. Lips parted in high pitched mewls when your stomach tightened, feeling yourself being pushed closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

“Pussy’s sucking me in like she doesn’t wanna let go. She’s as greedy for cock as you are,” he breathed, head falling back with a shuddered moan when you clenched down at his words. “Shit- gonna milk me dry if i keep giving in.”

His words were incomprehensible. Your mind foggy as it focused on the rhythmic torture to your sweet spot.

“K-kennn, ‘m gonna cum. Please can i cum?” You were so close, body trembling with the curl of your toes as the building orgasm.

“Hold it.”

You almost sobbed, shaking your head as you pulled your body forward. “C-can’t. Needa cumm.”

His hands flew to the small of your waist, pulling you back roughly on his cock to continue his torture. “I said hold it.”

You wailed, tears flowing freely as you tried to keep it in. Chanting out an apology as your eyes rolled back, legs shaking uncontrollably as you made a mess on his cock. “‘M sorryyy.”

He watched as your slick dripped onto his bed. Your noises only increasing in volume at the overstimulation when he began using your hips to fuel his thrusts.

“Only know how to follow instructions till you get what you want.” His palm landing down on your ass with a small scoff. “I change my mind baby, you can cum. And you’re gonna cum until i say you can stop.”

He tried to act unaffected by his first release. The way his body trembled as his abs tensed. Letting out a string of inaudible moans as his jaw slackened. Eyes closing shut as he shakily pumped you full of cum.

Pulling out to watch the substance drip out of you in thick spurts. A groan sounding in his throat when he spread your folds for a better view. Watching you cry out when he pinched your clit meanly. “Pussy looks so much better filled with my cum.”

You felt your body going limp. Letting out a contented sigh as you lay there leaking cum.

“Uh uh, turn around. We’re not finished.”

Fuck.

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sleepysweetpotat0

1 month ago

You got hurt on a mission ft. levi ackerman

a/n: today is my birthday youpi ! officially 8teen!

How your husband, Levi, react when you’re injured.

At first, Levi's expression would be carefully neutral, that trademark stoic mask firmly in place.

But those steel-grey eyes would instantly zero in on your injuries with laserlike intensity, cataloging every wound and judging their severity.

He'd immediately bark out a curt order for you to sit and not move while he gathered medical supplies.

That brusque tone would betray no hints of the internal turmoil and fear swirling inside seeing you bloodied and hurt.

As Levi tended to cleaning and dressing your wounds, his usual crass remarks and gruff manner would be completely abandoned.

Instead, his movements would be uncharacteristically gentle, deft fingers working with a delicate meticulousness you'd never seen before.

Not a single word would pass his lips the entire time.

Just a hyper-focused furrow of his brows and the occasional flicker of his jaw clenching hard enough you'd worry for his teeth.

The only sounds would be your soft inhales of breath whenever the antiseptic solution stung a bit.

Once the last bandage was taped down, Levi would sit back on his heels for a long moment, head bowed.

You'd be just about to open your mouth and try to reassure him when he'd suddenly surge forward without warning.

His powerful arms would engulf you in a grip just shy of painfully constricting.

Levi would haul you flush against his body, face buried in the juncture of your neck and shoulder as he pulled in great shuddering breaths.

You'd feel the slightest tremor race through him - the only hint at the profound fear he'd been grappling with at nearly losing you.

His voice, when it finally emerged, would be low and gritty with restrained emotion.

"Don't you ever...put me through that hell again, brat. You hear me?"

The reprimand would lack any real bite, more of a broken rasp muffled against your skin.

Then Levi would simply stay there, arms an unbreakable vise around you, shielding and anchoring you in the safety of his ironclad strength.

He'd rock you both in a subconscious soothing cadence, one hand cupping the back of your head protectively.

For once, the fearsome soldier would entirely let his guard down - allowing himself to temporarily succumb to vulnerability in your presence.

No arduous frontiers to map or battlelines to fortify in these precious moments after nearly losing you.

Only when you finally began drifting in a lulled, half-conscious state would Levi gather you up with reverent care.

He'd tuck you securely into your shared quarters, standing inscrutable vigil over your resting form like an immovable sentinel until the last vestiges of his internal tempest settled.

And tucked amid that steely regard would be one tiny glimmer of raw adoration and tenderness he only ever allowed you to witness.

A fleeting acknowledgment of the cherished nature of your presence having returned safely into his world once more - source of his singular, most profound devotion.

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sleepysweetpotat0

8 months ago

i need hobie brown smut i can’t find any 😭🙏 hes a rockstar so i’m pretty sure those fingers are …. 😍😍

practice — hobie brown. longer name. hobie using your pussy for band practice. they areeee tho. god.

he’d be sitting on a comfy chair or couch, legs spread (of course), and he’d be ushering you over by a slight backwards tilt to his head. thinking all is innocent you walk over, bouncing onto the couch beside him. hobie immediately grabs your legs which had bent slightly together, as he straightens them over his lap, his large hands practically wrapping around both calves (they are big enough, yes).

“how’d practice go?” you ask, shifting to get slightly more comfortable. “I could practically hear your guitar from a million rooms down — ” but your words drift off upon feeling his hands glide up your leg, coming to a stop by your bare thighs (you being in a skirt). you intake air as hobie yanks you closer to him by your thighs, slightly spreading them in the process.

you’re now practically draped over him having to push up slightly on your elbows as you stare at him from lower on the couch. “it was alrigh’…” his hand began to lead under your skirt all while keeping eye contact with your fluttering eyes. “if ya heard it that far away, then mission accomplished.” your breathing hitches as hobie’s ringed fingers disappear under your skirt, away from your vision, as he slowly brushes over your covered pussy, making your hips jolt.

“but apparently I need practice…” he hums, beginning to draw patterns over your clit as your chest begins to heave. “my fingers need to be quicker to get a certain tempo…” now he’s moving your panties aside as he slides the tips of his fingers through your wetness. “thanks, babe…ya all prepared for me.”

and then he’s thrusting two long fingers into your cunt making your breathing hitch as your hips shift. “hobie…”

“mm…” he watches as his fingers go in and out your pretty hole. “ya can help me get better…righ’?” his thrusts are moving quicker now, as his other hand keeps your thighs spread apart. “let me know if my speed is improving.” you’re now a whimpering mess as your head knocks back, his thrusts now at an ungodly pace as his thumb moves to rub circles on your clit.

“no no…i need to you to see. to let me know how i’m doing…” his free hand moved to pull your chin back. “watch.” your pussy is clenching around his fingers, as the speed makes your entire body hum, his thumb somehow flicking your clit perfectly. and as your orgasm crashes over you, hobie hums to himself, slowing the pace a fraction, but not pulling out.

“see…i’m already getting better…you really are helping me improve…” his thrusts quicken up again, making you whine in overstimulation. “shh…this technique is working…i can’t stop my practice now…”

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sleepysweetpotat0

5 months ago

olympic team hq!! // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works ⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*

atsumu

neon lights (in a world gray) triple trouble drunk mind sober heart green with envy a commemoration of firsts till one of us caves long black anyways, don't be a stranger

kageyama

fate when one door closes stolen kisses miscommunication him?! haunt me volleyball on the brain you can hear it in the silence

sakusa

soft and wet public transit miscarry it's still love drawing our moments bed this victory is mine, and yours touch starved

oikawa

babygirl pinch two stories settle always perfect pain split here's to the sixth time

ushijima

request trust fall atlas bitter / sweet soft, but for you only in time page 304

bokuto

inferior an accidental heroine as loud as you like lucid swept up in the moment heart attack

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sleepysweetpotat0

6 months ago

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘

🦢 | 𝘩𝘪 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴! 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘬𝘢 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘪’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦! 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴.

! | indicates smut.

🦋 | 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘮, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴!

list includes: hp, mcu, mäneskin, and outer banks. check out my other libraries for more recs and more fandoms!

| 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

Theodore Nott

— What Are Friends For by @s1ater

— Warm Eyes and Steady Hands by @yoooespinosa

— Damnation by @acosmis-t

— Beside You by @willowbleedsonpaper

Blaise Zabini

— Warm Eyes and Steady Hands by @yoooespinosa

Draco Malfoy

— In Her Debt by @mirclealignr

— Agape by @finnwrld

Remus Lupin

— It’s Not Living (If It’s Not With You) by @moonlitmeeks

James Potter

— That’s What Friends Do by @saintlike78

— Firewhiskey Appreciation Day by @wondernimbus

Sirius Black

— Solace by @randomoutsiders

— Full Moon by @midnighttmarauder

| 𝐌𝐂𝐔

TASM!Peter Parker

— When In Doubt, Knock Out The Driver by @scandalous-chaos

— Touch ! by @msgorillagripcoochie

— And Then There Was You by @ptersparkers

Bucky Barnes

— A Twice Broken Man by @wkemeup

| 𝐦å𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧

masterlist ! (all their smut is just chefs kiss) by @mywritingonlyfans

Ethan Torchio

— Oh, Love by @ethan-torchio-angelo

— Soft Hours by @its-me-im-coraline

— Summer Rain ! by @till-you-scream-and-cry

Damiano David

— Bellissima ! by @maybanksslut

— Boys Don’t Do Cry by @bidet-and-legolas

— Protective Damiano by @il-ballo-della-vita-maneskin

— Slipping Through My Fingers by @writingmaneskin

Thomas Raggi

— More Than Your Beauty by @its-me-im-coraline

— You’re Gorgeous, My Guitar Boy by @l0standn0tf0und-fics

Victoria De Angelis

— She’s An Angel by @merrywaanderer

| 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬

— God, Save The Pageant Queen by @msgorillagripcoochie

JJ Maybank

— Love You Back by @pogueslandia

— I Got You by @sunflowerbecca

— Shine Your Light On Me by @jjouterbanks

— Sibling by @poguegirl

— Hospital Chairs and Shitty Vending Machines by @sunnymaybank

— The Quiet One by @mermaidssonshipss

— Gentle ! by @peach-vuitton

— Study Sessions ! (series) by @ptersparkers

— Whipped by @ptersparkers

— The Romantic Tirades of Indie Routledge ! (series) by @cognacdelights

— Collateral (series) by @hellimagines

Pope Heyward

— Love Lies by @goldenroutledge

Sarah Cameron

— Lost in Love by @goldenroutledge

— Cruel Summer by @msgorillagripcoochie

— That’s My Girlfriend by @ptersparkers

— Dressing Rooms ! by @sortagaysortahigh

Kiara Carrera

— New Girl by @maybanksangel

— My Heart by @reawritesthings

— Control ! by @sortagaysortahigh

John B Routledge

— Our Secret by @obxsummer

💧 | i’ve been reading fanfic on here for quite sometime now, so this list doesn’t even begin to cover all of my fic recommendations. a part 2 and maybe 3 and 4 or 5 are definitely in order for the future!!!

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Blurbs:

Nursing Plants and Feelings - 1.6k

Meeting Spencer in an arguably unconventional way at a plant nursery leaves a blossoming whirl of feelings in your chest.

mentions nausea/throat and mouth irritation || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Oneshots/Imagines:

organized based on category and ordered from most recent to least recent, top to bottom, in each one :)

fluff

The Picked Lock of Your Heart - 3.2k

Breaking and entering was something Spencer never imagined he’d be caught for, what would he have to do to evade being arrested by the police and would his chances with you cease to exist?

language, case violence, breaking and entering || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Paper Wishes - 3.3k

After months of pining for you from afar, Spencer decides that it was about time for a grand gesture to win over your heart.

language, case violence (deaths of victims mentioned), paper cuts, fire || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

(Bull) Riding into the Sunset - 3.9k

Spencer’s loved you since the moment he met you, always wondering what he had to do to get your attention. What he didn’t know was that he’s always had it all along.

language, kissing, alcohol consumption, mention of bloody nose and bruised eye || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Nth Time's the Charm - 3.7k

The feelings between you and Spencer were mutual, but when would he finally confess just how much he loved you? What would it take for him to finally spill?

language, kissing, not proofread || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Love Caught Frame by Frame - 3.6k

Lonely and jealous at his best friend’s wedding, Spencer heads off to the photo booth to drown his sorrows. What he didn’t expect to find was the one thing he wanted… or rather, person.

language, alcohol consumption, mentions of bombs, kissing || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Courageous Mistakes - 4.7k

Spencer has always wondered what the difference was between courage and cowardice, the answer was made clear after a treacherous mistake he made after meeting you.

language, mentions of maeve (implications of her death), alcohol consumption, not proofread || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Love in More Ways than One - 4.9k

Spencer’s never shied away from using ‘i love you’ and neither have you. It’s been the only tried and true way you could ever express your feelings for him, little does he know that you loved him in more ways than one.

language || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Good Luck Charm - 3.6k

Spencer’s always been a superstitious man, so when the opportunity arises for him to use it to advantage— he wastes no time.

language || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

A Gamble of Feelings - 6.3k

A tipsy night playing poker leads to an unexpected revealing of well-kept secrets.

language, sexual innuendos, alcohol, gambling/poker, food || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Fate Led Me To You (Time and Time Again) - 3.4k

The music from above him flooded his ears, prompting him to walk up to that apartment right above him. In his attempt at some kind of confrontation, he meets the one person he’s been infatuated with since they first moved in… you.

language, sexual innuendos || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Ignited - 5.8k

An unconventional meeting leads to an unconventional start to your friendship, Spencer’s sneaky ways leading to kisses on his couch.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos, mentions of food || BAU!Fem!Reader

Ferris Wheel Love - 4.2k

Spencer’s first date with you at the county fair leads to something unexpected happening when you reach the top of the ferris wheel… something you didn’t think Spencer had the gall to engage in.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos, sorta fade to black scene, mentions of sex and porn (not explicit in any way) || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Sleep Buddies - 3k

You and Spencer both have trouble sleeping so a simple agreement between the both of you leads to a steamy confession.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Missing Your Kisses - 3.7k

A simple kiss on the lips leaves both you and Spencer wanting more… so much more.

Language, lusty writing/language || Spencer x Fem!Reader

On The Mend - 5.6k

Spencer’s fallen for you in possibly one of the worst cases he’s ever had to work, threatened by tiny little spores that ran through the air while his heart ran rampant for you. My interpretation of Amplification (4x24).

Language, mentions of spencer’s prior drug abuse and Tobias Hankel, mentions of death by anthrax || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Knit Together - 2.7k

You find out the origins of Spencer’s obsession with knit cardigans and sweaters— taking it upon yourself to surprise Spencer with a little creation of your own.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of sex, pregnancy, sorta proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Cursed - 3.4k

Spencer gets up and leaves after the going gets hard, but you had no idea what you had done wrong or what sent him running.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of sex, kinda not proofread but skimmed || Spencer x Fem!reader

Working For You - 4.4k

What if Spencer’s physical fitness exam wasn’t waived?

language, sexual innuendos, not proofread but skimmed || Spencer x Fem!reader

Blind Without You - 4.9k

Spencer loses his glasses at the worst time, only supporting the theory of his incapability of finding love. A week of dancing around each other leads to a team intervention which results in a confession.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of guns and blood, not proofread || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

God's Plan - 3.9k

Spencer and Reader are placed in an undercover case gone awry which forces the both of them to admit their feelings for the other after their near-death experiences. My take on Minimal Loss, 4x3, with reader replacing Emily.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of guns and fire, sorta skimmed over it but not fully proofread (I’m trying, I swear) || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

Ulterior Motives - 2.6k

Spencer was always flirty with you, since the moment you met. When he invited you over to his apartment you assumed that you’d be partaking in something much more than eating dinner, but you were surprised when the night took a turn in the other direction.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Infestation - 2.8k

Spencer loved teasing you at work so you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine— which may or may not have exposed your secret relationship with him to the team.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex, not proofread || Spencer x BAU Fem!reader

My Girl - 2.8k

Spencer cannot stop himself from buying things for you which has led to some… unpleasant feelings to arise inside of you.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex and orgasm (like twice or three times or something) || Spencer x Fem!reader

Suspenders, Ties, Cuffs - 3.4k

Your love for Spencer seemed to be unrequited until a strange turn of events led to you in the arms of the man you cared for.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of alcohol, douchey guy, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Give Up - 4k

Spencer’s been leaving bed abruptly since the start of your pregnancy, what was more interesting than staying home with you and your daughter?

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them , insecurity, not proofread || Spencer x pregnant!reader

Magic is a Boy's Club - 6.4k

Spencer was never truly satisfied with the life he lived no matter how many accomplishments he achieved. He figured it was time to dive deep into his past and chase after someone his mind had always wandered back to… you. (My interpretation of the continuation of “52 Pickup”, 4x9, with reader as Austin the bartender)

language, sexual innuendos, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Love Germs - 2.7k

Spencer’s never been sick, not once in his whole life. So when he’s mysteriously come down with the common cold, you have to help him come to terms with the fact that things have changed.

language, sexual innuendos, domestic fluff, mention of blood/guns/knife, not proofread || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!reader

Temptation - 3.9k

Spencer’s left discouraged after Penelope found out that you are now taken, but after the unfolding of the events at the team outing— he’s left a little more hopeful than before.

language, sexual innuendos, stupid ppl in love || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

Me and You - 3k

Spencer’s late… and he’s never late. Penelope tracks him to an empty parking lot where he’s been for the last three hours. What has he been doing alone in a parking lot when he could have been home with you?

Language, sexual innuendos, allusions to death of a major character, speculation of infidelity, mention of a gun || Spencer x fem!reader

Officially a You Guy...Almost - 1.9k

Spencer’s not supposed to see you, and in his right mind— he’d abide by all the superstitions that came around with your upcoming wedding day— but the was much too drunk to care.

Language, sexual allusions, boobs, alcohol || Spencer x fem!reader

Puppy Love - 5.3k

You’ve known him for years, since you were 6 years old. You’re reunited with him after years apart, but what happens when Dr. Spencer Reid doesn’t remember you?

Language, sexual allusions || Post Prison!Spencer x Fem!reader

Very Own Tooth Fairy - 1.8k

The loss of her first tooth leaves Spencer’s daughter in a state of despair.

Language, mentions of blood || Spencer and Daughter, Dad!Spencer x Mom!Fem!reader

Spineless - 4.6k

Spencer’s had a crush on you for ages, but what will he do when you start to spend more and more time with his unit chief?

Language, sexual allusions, insecurity || Spencer x Fem!reader

Pinecone Family - 3k

Spencer’s always loved his job, but how much does he love it when it gets in the way of him and his family?

Language, not proofread?, idk if there are anymore but lmk if there are || Dad!Spencer x Mom!reader

Tutor Me - 7.9k

You approached Spencer in need of his intellectual assistance after struggling with your philosophy class as he’s just about to receive his 6th degree. What happens when he realizes you’re much more able than you let on?

Language, Spencer’s troubling past, insecurities || Spencer x fem!reader

All Mine, All Yours - 2.9k

Spencer’s temper rises as you receive unwanted attention.

Language, barely any but typical case violence (sorta), Not proofread || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Fawn Over Me - 4.3k

You’re fresh meat at the BAU, having just joined a few months prior. You were excited to start working at the most prestigious unit at Quantico, however, you never expected to be so distracted by your infatuation with the infamous, Dr. Spencer Reid.

Language, Mentions of BDSM, Allusions to sexual activities, Age Gap || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Antidote - 1.2k

Mood swings and outbursts are constant during your pregnancy, so Spencer finds a way to cheer you up!

Language, Allusions to s3x, pregnancy || Bi!Spencer x Pregnant!Reader

Future in the Photos - 1.9k

After packing for Spencer’s surprise trip, Reader accidentally discovers something she shouldn’t have.

Language || Spencer x Fem!reader

Ass Guy, Boob Guy, You Guy - 1.9k

Spencer and the rest of the BAU men, minus hotch, spend the night in a very interesting place. Spencer, drunk out of his mind, made his way home to you feeling as clingy as ever.

Language || Spencer x Fem!reader

I'm Goin' Your Way - 2.7k

Based on the episode Reflection of Desire (6x8) and the iconic line— “IQ of 187 slashed to 60”. This oneshot basically extends the episode and continues on from the interaction.

Language, allusions to sex || Spencer x Fem!reader

Sexy, Fun, and Relaxing - 1k

After a long case, all Spencer wants to do is enjoy your company. As he walked into your shared apartment, he’s greeted with a romantic dinner and a sexy, sleeping you.

Language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

Secret Life, Secret Wife - 3.1k

Throughout his years at the BAU, the team starts to notice Spencer’s unusual behavior. It’s almost as if he’s hiding something… or someone.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

Hopelessly Devoted - 1.1k

Spencer and Reader get distracted while trying to bake a cake for Rossi’s dinner party.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x GN!Reader

Here We Go Again - 3.3k

Spencer and the team vacation to the Greek island of Skopelos where the iconic movie of Mamma Mia! was filmed. Spencer tried to hide his feelings of loneliness from everyone and takes refuge in Emily’s understanding of his situation. After reuniting with someone from his past who he regrets leaving, Spencer is filled with hope for a future with love and happiness.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

smut (18+)

Lit By Love - 6.1k

You come over to Spencer’s apartment hoping to help him during a storm and power outage. Your attempt to help him through his fear of the dark developed into something more than you had planned, leading to an unrevealed confession.

language, SMUT (MINORS DNI, 18+), oral (male and female receiving), fingering, face fucking, unprotected penetration, slight overstimulation, use of pet names (darling/good girl), slight hair pulling, sorta dom!spencer and sorta sub!reader, not proofread (lmk if i missed anything lmao)

For No Good Reason - 5.5k

A little jealousy never hurt anyone, especially not you.

language, alcohol consumption, fingering, use of pet name (sweetheart, good girl, sweet girl), unprotected penetration, oral sex (female receiving), slight hair pulling, sorta dom!spencer and sorta sub!reader || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

All You Need - 7.5k

You’ve been hiding your feelings from him, pushing him away and shutting him out ever since you found out about your odds of having a baby. There had to be some way he could let himself in, some way for the both of you to come to terms with what’s become.

language, injection of fertility drug via needle (implied proper disposal), fertility problems, very very brief mentions of Diana’s schizophrenia and William’s disappearance, SMUT (MINORS DNI 18+), fingering, slight overstimulation, unprotected penetrative sex || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Incentive - 1.5k

Practice wasn’t working, so how could you get Spencer to pass his gun qualifications?

language, mention of guns, exhibitionism (kinda), sub spencer, blow job, minors DNI (18+) || Spencer x Fem!reader

hurt/comfort

Teenage Dreams - 4.9k

You were the right person, but he loved you at the wrong time. Before he let you go, he left a door open for the both of you to reopen what you had with each other, a chance to rekindle your love. The question is whether either of you would take it.

language, sexual innuendos/kisses, mentions of maeve, implication of spencer’s trauma || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!Reader

They've Seen It All - 3.5k

Self-loathing had been an obstacle for Spencer in the many years that he had worked at the BAU, his signature converse seeing him through it all. Reader helps bring back his sense of self-worth, reminding him of the shiny boy he used to be by surprising him with a new pair… or several.

Language, sexual allusions, anxiety, typical case violence, insecurities, self-hatred || Spencer x fem!reader

Just as Scared as You - 8.7k

Continuation of 3x15 In Heat. Where does mutual pining and self-sabotage get you with an infatuated Dr. Reid?

Language, allusion to sex, very cliché, insecurities, past trauma with douchy ex-bfs, not proofread cuz I'm hella lazy || Spencer x fem!reader

Safe with You - 2.6k

Spencer comes home from a hard case and you’re left to pick up the pieces.

Typical case violence, mentions of schizophrenia, mentions of Spencer’s addiction and Dilaudid, blood, allusion to Spencer’s time in prison, not proofread || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!Reader

Until We Turn To Dust - 2.2k

After finding out why you had been avoiding him for three weeks, Spencer reassures you that he’ll always be there with you… for you.

Pregnancy, abortion, age gap (12 years) || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Rainy Days with You - 2.2k

Months of flirting and teasing led you to pulling out all the stops, including walking into the bullpen soaking wet and, later, wearing Spencer’s stolen cardigan.

Language || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Maybe it was Meant to Be - 1.8k

A growing distance separates reader and Spencer, pushing both of them towards the edge— leaving Spencer regretful of his actions that may have contributed to the end of their relationship. Almost 6 years later, Spencer discovers he left something with reader and one short conversation shared between the two fosters hope for a future together.

Angst, hurt/comfort, hopeful ending? || Spencer x Fem!reader

angst

Never Forget - 2k

Instead of JJ confessing, Spencer confesses his love for her while you listen in.

Language, no happy ending || Spencer x fem!reader

Letting Go - 3.1k

Spencer’s conflicting feelings for you and another is not something new. Will he let you go for her?

Language, infidelity, not proofread || Spencer x fem!reader

Playing with a Ghost - 4.9k

You spent years in pain believing that Spencer was not your one only to be proven wrong when it was too late. (soulmate au)

Language, not full-on smut in the beginning but a flashback?, typical case violence, guns, death, death of a major character, no happy ending || Spencer x Fem!reader

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