Just When I Think I Cant Have More Of Him... Thank Lord For Amazing Writers Like You!!! Fueling My Delulus

just when i think i cant have more of him... thank lord for amazing writers like you!!! fueling my delulus in the best way ‹3

📂 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭.𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞

I did try to add both genitals here… but I’m used to writing fem reader, so there’s heavy emphasis on AFAB. Barely proof-read…my eyes are sore

𝐔𝐥𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

📄 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Kenji’s gentle side shines through after your first time together. His usual confidence sheds away and is replaced by his anxiousness about whether he has met your expectations. He genuinely cares about you and wants to make sure you're comfortable, worried that he might’ve hurt you even if he was taking it slow with you

His inexperience makes him a little clueless about the nuance of aftercare, and you’ll find him overthinking what he’s supposed to do next. He fumbles a bit when he asks if you need water, a towel, or anything. He’s trying but he doesn’t know the proper steps

You find it endearing how attentive he is and gently reassure him, asking for some water. Immediately he’s on his feet and fetches you a bottle of water. He returns with a look of relief on his face as he hands it to you

The rest of the night, he stays close and is eager to attend to any of your needs, wanting everything to be perfect for you. Later on in the night, he’s a lot calmer and his racing thoughts subside. He might not have all the answers, but he’s willing to learn for you

📄 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝐝𝐨𝐜

One of Kenji’s favourite body parts is his arms, given his athletic build. He loves how easily he can carry you and seeing your surprised reaction when he suddenly scoops you up out of nowhere, or when he carries you to bed

This might sound out of place here, but Kenji really likes his hands. Not only so he could hold your hand or body while being intimate, but he could use his slender fingers in your hole to reach your sweet spot. It’s an ego boost for him when he could drive you up the walls just by curling his long fingers, feeling your slick walls sucking him in

Kenji is particularly fond of your lips, especially if they have a slightly heart-shaped curve. However, he isn’t picky about their appearance— he just loves sucking on the lower lip as he reaches his peak and stuffing you with his load. He also really likes latching his own lips on yours to muffle your moans

📄 𝐂𝐮𝐦.𝐝𝐨𝐜

As much as he loves the feeling of releasing inside of you, he can’t get enough of watching himself spray over your chest or your back when he’s doing it from behind

He’s addicted to watching how far his cumshots could go, despite the mess he has to clean up afterwards. But that won’t stop him from pulling out last minute when he’s in the mood

Judging by his athletic lifestyle and diet, his cum is slightly thick in consistency with a white precipitate (#FEFEFE in colour if we’re gonna be specific) and sweet in taste (healthy).

📄 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬.𝐝𝐨𝐜

One time during the early stages of your relationship, Kenji would always give you lessons on how to bat the ball — he would always be handsy during these sessions since he was touch starved and he loved to feel your skin

Whenever he would show you how to swing the bat, he would stand behind with his hands over yours as he guides you. However, it quickly dawned on him how close your rear was pressed up against his groin.

Before he could anticipate it, he felt his erection growing under his shorts. Though he didn’t pull himself away, afraid that it’ll raise suspicion. Throughout the whole time, he was trying to conceal himself and keep his cool so he wouldn’t accidentally jab with his hard cock through his pants

After that event, he never spoke about it for a while until you started being more intimate regularly. Now he would shamelessly press his hard-on against you while you were batting the ball. He loves how you would freeze up when you realise what was happening and immediately lose your composure

📄 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.𝐝𝐨𝐜

While living in America, Kenji never had any real relationship experiences that lasted long enough for him to actually sleep with his partner. Though he’s not clueless when it comes to the details, given how exposed he was with everything

Even as he rose to more popularity and stardom with his baseball career, and he had the opportunity to have flings with no strings attached, he still refused.

I mentioned before that he is demisexual, so he needs to build an emotional connection with his partner before he’ll take the step further. The emotional connection you share makes the physical intimacy more meaningful for him

First time you do it together will probably be back in the Ultrabase, where there’s more space and privacy for both of you

If it is your first time too, he’ll be the one in control and make sure your needs are met as well as his. He will frequently check in with you to ensure you’re completely comfortable and enjoying the experiences. He values respect and open communication on both ends

If you’ve got more experience, he’ll probably let you talk him through it. He finds it attractive hearing you tell him what to do to please you, and even better when you tell him to sit back and take the lead

📄 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Missionary: Kenji loves any position where he could see your face, but he likes the traditional stuff more so. This position is pretty simple but still versatile. He loves it when you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer while still remaining eye contact with you.

Spooning: He usually does this when he engages in a quickie with you. This gives a lot more skin-to-skin contact while still giving you a quick fuck from behind. He could place his hand on your waist to increase the intensity of his thrusts if he wanted

Seashell: Only if you’re flexible or comfortable enough to raise your legs all the way up until your ankles cross behind your head. If you have a pussy, this could give you more stimulation with his pelvic bone rubbing against your clit

Cowgirl: He always finds it hot when you’re riding him and controlling the pace. He can’t help but losing himself in the bliss you give him as you roll your hips against him

He’s always open to experimenting with different positions with you, so long as you don’t strain yourself

📄 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐲.𝐝𝐨𝐜

While Ken does tease you the most in your relationship, your first time together left him feeling a little stiff and unsure of what to do. You lighten the mood with your sense of humour— throwing in one-liners and playful remarks, making the situation less awkward. Kenji was grateful for that

While it was your first too, you both had fun during foreplay, experimenting with different erogenous zones and laughing about whether you were even doing it right

But when it finally came to penetrative sex, he was locked in and hyper focusing on your micro-expressions to see if you were experiencing any discomfort, taking things slow with you

📄 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐫.𝐝𝐨𝐜

I’ve talked about how Kenji takes great pride in his appearance so his grooming routine is no exception. We know he keeps his hair styled so he has a collection of hair products to ensure his hair looks perfect

He puts the same energy when it comes to his body hair too, keeping things well-maintained. Yes, the carpet does match the drapes. He has a regular shaving routine and takes time to groom himself thoroughly.

📄 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲.𝐝𝐨𝐜

As mentioned earlier, Kenji is demisexual so sex will be emotionally charged and he’ll only reach that step when there is a special connection with you. So it comes to no surprise that he’ll be extra sweet while making love to you

He will maintain eye contact with you, watching your facial expressions as he gives you pleasure. And if you think that’s sweet, he’ll go even softer and hold your hand while he goes down on you— he wants to hold onto you whenever possible

He really wants to hear sweet words from you too, telling him how much you love him and how good he looks. He really feeds off your praises and it gets him going

📄 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐎𝐟𝐟.𝐝𝐨𝐜

If there’s one thing I can confidently say about Kenji, it's that he wouldn’t please himself like that outside of a relationship. Even while he’s single and doesn’t have a partner, he wouldn’t resort to that, especially while watching any explicit content while doing it. He feels like it’s disrespectful to his future partner

The only time he’ll ever do it is when he’s alone with you, giving you a show to tease you, or when he’s alone and is pleasing himself with you in his mind. Even then, he’ll still feel some guilt. He’d rather do it when you’re there to watch him (voyeurism?). You were always infatuated by him, and he’ll never get enough of your reaction

When he is alone, his thoughts will be filled with nothing but you. He recalls your touch, your voice and the way you look at him. He yearns for your presence the deeper these thoughts go

His self-restraint is a testimony of his character and how much he values the physical and intimate connection he shares with you. And it makes the moment even more special when he’s finally with you

📄 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Breeding kink: It wasn’t just Emi that influenced him, though it was a big factor. But seeing how natural you were with kids left his mind wondering, and he couldn’t stop thinking about breeding you. From that point on, he’ll get you knocked up, feverishly filling your womb with his seeds in hopes that you’ll get pregnant with his child.

Praise kink: This man is a sucker when it comes to your validation. And since you are his first, nothing will get him going more than hearing you praise him as he takes you. It gives him the satisfying feeling that he’s doing something right while giving you pleasure. He loves hearing your sweet voice tell him that he’s doing so well and how he’s good to you— he gets the fluttery feeling in his stomach that he quickly gets addicted to

Shibari (Japanese style bondage): He stumbled upon it somewhere and he couldn’t stop thinking about it whenever he was around you. This isn’t like western rope bondage where it entails a more functional role (retraining) but it’s more for aesthetics. He was really into it for the visuals and wanted to see you tied up in the most beautiful way. You did tease him about it when he brought it up but you still agreed, curious to see how it works. He made sure to buy the softest ropes purposely used for this type of stuff so you wouldn’t get friction burns

📄 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.𝐝𝐨𝐜

I’ve mentioned before that when it comes to his relationship, Kenji values his privacy— especially with his sex life. So he likes to keeps things sensible with the location

His go-to place is the Ultrabase, specifically his bedroom. It’s the safest place for him, given that he lives alone. Mina rarely hovers around his room so you’ll have the whole night to yourselves

He doesn’t mind doing it at your place, especially if you live alone. But if you do live with family or with a roommate, you’ll have to be extra quiet. He’s not against it but he'd prefer it if the property was empty with only the two of you. If you live alone, he would have more confidence in initiating something with you that’s not just in the bedroom— he wants to experience taking you on different surfaces in your house

📄 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Kenji is incredibly responsive to your gentle touches and caresses. He loves it when you run your fingers through your hair or lightly trace patterns over his back. But the more handsy you get with him, the more stimulated he gets.

He gets more hot and bothered when he feels your soft kisses over his skin, particularly his neck where he’s more sensitive. That is when he’ll let you take the lead

Kenji also gets aroused by sensory details too. The scent of your perfume when he leans closer, especially when it’s one of his favourite delicious scents, makes him unable to keep his hands off you.

He appreciates visual stimuli— seeing you in an outfit that accentuates your features that he loves is enough to make his heart (and dick) throb

📄 𝐍𝐨.𝐝𝐨𝐜

He isn’t a fan of Dom/Sub with his partner. He has seen a lot about it online but the whole power dynamic is a turn off for him. He prefers to be equal— definitely a switch. The only time he’ll have the upper hand is when he’s teasing you, but even then he’ll still keep it lighthearted

Speaking of Dom/Sub, he isn’t a fan of hardcore kinks and BDSM. The most he’ll go is light bondage. He doesn’t understand the whole concept of being in control or hurting his partner that way during an intimate moment

📄 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐥.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Kenji loves receiving blowjobs from you. Though, the first time you did it, he came almost immediately. It’s embarrassing how fast he reaches close to the edge just by feeling the warmth of your mouth on his throbbing cock

Even after you reassure him that he doesn’t have to worry about it, he still wants the experience to last as long as his body could drag it out. It doesn’t help when he could hear you moaning with his dick in your mouth and the way you look up at him. It took him a while for him to adjust and hold himself back

I wouldn’t call him a munch when it comes to giving heads to his partner, however. Since you are his first, he is hesitant with his approach and how to use his mouth on you (if you have a dick though, he’ll try and replicate what you do on him so he’ll give you the same amount of pleasure)

It took him a few rounds for him to get used to the taste of you and the feeling of you in his mouth. The first time he held your hand with his fingers interlocking with yours as he ate you out/sucked you off, while focusing on your reaction and the sounds you were making. He wanted to make sure you reached your peak just as fast as he did

📄 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐞.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Slow and rough is usually Ken’s default. He wants to savour the moment, memorising every inch of your body and discovering new sweet spots. He likes to be a little rough with you so he could watch your body move in sync with his thrusts

If he’s a bit more riled up, he’ll be a little faster and harder with his pace. It’ll either be because he’s pend up or frustrated, but he will still be mindful of your comfort

📄 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐞.𝐝𝐨𝐜

If he’s pent up and horny enough, he might engage in a quickie with you, especially if it’s in the mornings before he has to get ready for a game. Though he would prefer to have a long thorough session with you.

But if you rile him up enough, he’ll cave in before he blows his load inside you. Though, he’ll definitely get you back afterwards when he’s back home, keeping you up all night :))

📄 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐤.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Since this is all new to him and he’s still experiencing this first hand, he wouldn’t resort to anything risky until he’s properly getting in the swing of things

However one time, you somehow managed to sneak a quickie in the nosebleeds after the game, don’t ask how you managed to pull that off without anyone catching you. As much as Kenji not being a fan of PDA, he had to admit, the experience was exhilarating. But he would’ve never caved into the idea if he wasn’t confident enough or if he didn’t have better control of when he releases

All fun and games until he made a mess on your hands while you gave him a handjob. You had to quickly clean yourself up without leaving any trails of your activities behind. He still teases you about it from time to time, watching you get all flustered at the memory

📄 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Physically, he’s fit enough to go for 3-4 rounds if he wanted to. However, unless it’s a quickie session, he’ll probably only do 2 maybe squeeze a third round if you’re lucky.

He wants every round to be thorough, so they last a while— he takes his time with foreplay. Don’t worry if you ask nicely and he’s not tired, he might do another since he loves you so much ;)

📄 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬.𝐝𝐨𝐜

He didn’t own any toys in the beginning but later on in your intimate relationship, he did get curious about it and it has crossed his mind a few times. He’s very intrigued with how your body reacted with a vibrator. Watching your body squirm from the vibration was a turn on

Since he is new to this, he’s still learning about these toys and how they work. He won't admit how much he loves the feel of the cock ring you use on him though

Even if he is open to using toys sometimes, he prefers the feel of your hands for the raw experience

📄 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫.𝐝𝐨𝐜

He is the biggest tease— argue with the wall. Even before you did anything physical in the bedroom, he would always throw you off with his witty comments that would leave you speechless— it mostly stems from his cockiness. So sex with him is no exception when it comes to his teasing

He wouldn’t go as far as denying your orgasm, he’s not that cruel— haha. But he’ll verbally prod lightly, especially when you’re desperate for his touches watching how quickly you get turned on by the smallest of things

Not only is it an ego boost, but it makes him feel desired and there is no other feeling that will match it

📄 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Initially, Kenji was embarrassed of being too loud, so he would clamp on his lower lip with his teeth to suppress himself. But after a few rounds together, he would run his mouth with his vocals.

He would constantly tell you how beautiful you look and how he can’t get enough of you, especially during foreplay. While he’s thrusting, he lets out breathy moans against your neck

When he is holding back his own release, he might whimper a little but he’ll cover it up with low grunts before he lets out a broken cry of your name

📄 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝.𝐝𝐨𝐜

I’ve mentioned before that Kenji gets aroused when you wear your perfume around him and has a heightened sensitivity to your pheromones. But I think your natural scent drives him wild and it acts like a powerful aphrodisiac.

Whenever he comes home to you, the first thing he would do is bury his face into your neck and take in your scent. During intimate moments, the blend of your natural pheromone along with your scent amplifies his attraction to you, (I don’t know if this counts as olphactophilia) It reminds him of home and his fulfilling relationship with you

📄 𝐗-𝐑𝐚𝐲.𝐝𝐨𝐜

He averaged around 6.5-7 inches with a 1.5 inch width. Not too much girth but still enough for you to wrap your hands around it

#BF8888 for the tip colour with visible veins

Even if you are his first, he can make you see stars after learning how to use his dick right

📄 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Because of his baseball career and his demands for press conferences along with his Ultraman duties, it’s only natural that he’ll have a high sex drive and longs for your touch

Albeit, he won’t initiate anything until you’ve done a few rounds together, mostly because he’s still getting used to the new dynamic and he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable

Eventually, his hands will be all over you, sneakily hiking up your shirt as he kisses you passionately

📄 𝐙𝐳𝐳.𝐝𝐨𝐜

Kenji will not fall asleep straight away after sex, especially if there is a mess on the sheets. He’ll strip the bed and change to some fresh sheets

He will take a shower and will probably encourage you to join. He doesn’t want to be away from you, even while cleaning— he might even clean you off as well

After all that, he’ll finally tuck into bed, inviting you over to sleep on his chest before wrapping his arms around you. You’ll usually fall asleep before he does

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sex n’ romance with vox machina

[HEADCANNONS]

PAIRINGS — VOX MACHINA [𝘷𝘢𝘹, 𝘷𝘦𝘹, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺, 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘢𝘯] x F!READER

WARNINGS — NSFW, eighteen+ SMUT. penetrative sex, oral sex, outdoor sex, anal-play, face-fucking, tongue-fucking, clit-play, breast/nipple play.

Vax’ildan

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : you. a generous lover and a grateful receiver; he could relish in the taste of your drooling pussy for hours, if not days, and also savour the feel of your hot mouth on his shaft, the feel of your pretty throat squeezing around his long cock.

𝒉𝒆’𝒔 : an adrenaline junkie, loves fucking you outdoors. he’d totally wake you up in the middle of the night to slowly sneak away from where the gang is camping, to a far away tree, making you grip the trunk while he is pummelling your cunt. he’d lean against the tree, grunting and whimpering when you’d take him in your mouth. he’s also have you place one leg on his shoulder— using the tree as support— while he angles himself deeper inside you.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : the sounds you make, the pleasurable look on your face, the way you clench around his length, the way you’re his. despite the dozens of men ogling at you wherever vox machina goes, at the end of the day, you choose him; over everybody else. vax’ildan loves you.

Vex’ahlia

𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 : those bittersweet moments the two of you share. before a disaster is waiting to unravel, you hold each other in your arms, kiss like there’s literally no tomorrow. the feel of your soft skin against hers when you sleep, bare.

𝑠ℎ𝑒’𝑠 : losing her mind around you. she thanks all gods and stars that she’s met her soulmate who’s excruciatingly good in bed. vex has a high sex drive but likes to keep things under control, or at least she pretended to, until you showed up and now all she wants to feel is your body on hers. loses her sanity every time you nibble on her clit or leave hickeys on the underside of her breasts.

𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 : the freedom that comes along with you. the respect you give her is refreshing, and she’s never been loved by anyone like you. neither has she loved anyone like you, the proof of which is delivered every night when she’s got her head trapped between your thighs, lapping away at your stream of juices like the hardworking woman she is. when you return the favour by sucking harshly on her clit, which is when her dominatrix visage starts to crumble.

Percival

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : sinful nights, lustful days. aftercare with you, when he gets to fuck his cum back into you (though that’s his harsher, hornier, possessed side). taking care of your love-bites (they look like an act of savagery, but honestly this man IS feral for you).

𝒉𝒆 : can’t display his affection for you, publicly; his noble status doesn’t permit ‘romeo’ behaviour. — is suffering because of his pride, because the minute he is left alone with you, he pounces onto you like you’re his prey and relishes in you the same way (that rhymed) (i was a poet and i did know it). just fucks you hard and rough on most days because my manz can’t catch a break from the end of the world, and is so worked up (poor babes), but when he makes love to you? fuck. rouge tints his pale face, blushing like there’s no tomorrow, because his crush (you, bunny) is riding his dick, while your naked breasts bounce next to his face.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : the night time; it’s his favourite hour of the day, because he finally gets to do the things he’s been craving to do to you, all fucking day. watching you writhe in overstimulation when you can’t take the feel of his hot tongue teasing your engorged clit while his long, rough fingers fuck knuckle-deep into you.

Scanlan

𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 : no, no no. he 𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑺 in you. his sex drive is infamous, and you live to hold the rumours true. the taste of your pussy after a day’s work, lapping away at the creamy sweetness that he coaxes out of you is his favourite past time when he’s not drinking away. even if he was (drinking away), he’d pair you up with his favourite beer and die a happy man.

𝒉𝒆 : does not let you catch a break. would totally spill his drink onto your chest, watch the amber beads of cheap beer dribble down your ample chest, your cleavage just begging him to shove his face in and lick the drink away. is so, so good with aftercare. knows he pushes you past your limits, so it’s his love for you that brings out this gentleman-ly side.

𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 : shoving that tongue into you, leaving you a sloppy mess. you’d grimace at the way your juices drip down to your asshole, but scanlan? he’d smirk in a flushed state, rubbing your unused hole solely to tease you. fingering both your holes — two in the pussy, one in the ass (knuckle-deep, obviously). sucking your nipples to soreness.

A/N — thank you so much for reading, sweets. this is my first time writing headcannons so it’s not conventional.

let me know if you’d like me to do this again or/and write for the remaining members [KEYLETH, GROG, PIKE] of vox machina!

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

Jason deserves to be someone's no. 1 superhero.

(Art by Victioria Palomino)

Red Hood was many things for many people. A criminal, a nuisance, and a threat. Most treated him with disdain, and few tolerated him. But no one claimed to be a fan of him. Not in a sense Superman or Wonder Woman have fans.

You kept your opinion on the man strictly neutral, hoping you'll never find yourself in the same room as him, not out of hatred, but simply a sense of self-preservation.

Until one day, you find yourself unwillingly in the crossfire of Gotham's latest criminal and it's the day you meet your unlikely savior. He's no less imposing or terrifying even as he sets you on the pavement in one of the alleyways.

"I'm not going to bite off your head if that makes you so jumpy."

"Ah! I...uh...sorry. It's just that you're..."

"'S fine, I'm used to that."

At that moment you felt really scummy. There he was risking his life for you and you were acting like has rabies. As you watched him run towards the explosions you promised yourself that you'll thank him properly next time you see him.

That opportunity comes fairly soon. Every day in Gotham is a new threat, this time in the form of sentient crawling vines with razor-sharp thorns. One of them nicks your cheek and others would probably do much worse, but a few well-aimed bullets make them fall limply on the pavement. It's your red-hooded savior and he's sporting several deep gashes as well as a cracked mask.

He barks at you to run so you do, but you linger in the safe distance, hoping to catch one more glimpse of him. When all is said and done, you see a flash of his red hood ducking behind a garbage container. You carefully sidestep the fallen debris and find him sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, clutching his shoulder.

You realize it's not the best time to talk to him, that gets affirmed by the glare he shoots you from underneath the torn hood. The fear makes your heart thump and your tongue gets stuck to the roof of your mouth. Still, you step closer, slowly, ready to back away at any second, as if you're approaching a wild animal backed into a corner, and you might as well.

"Go away." He growls, teeth flashing from the crack in his mask and you visibly shiver. Despite your fear, you crouch right next to him and pull out a couple of bandaids you always have in your mind. With trembling hands, you start to bandage up the feared vigilante. You keep his face for last, just to ignore the intense unflinching stare that's burning into you the whole time.

"The hell are you doing?" He asks, without any bite this time.

You swallow the knot in your throat.

"I...I never got a chance to...thank you." You say, voice getting smaller and smaller with each word.

"Thank me?" He says incredulously.

You meet his gaze for the first time.

"Yes, for saving me."

He lets you finish your work without another word. When you mention the shoulder. He gets up and slams it against the wall, popping the bone back in the socket as you watch in horror. He doesn't even whimper. He thanks you for the bandages and in a moment he's gone again.

Later that night, Jason Todd is lying in bed in his safe base. Staring at the colorful bandaids covering his arm.

Meanwhile, you start to unconsciously pay more attention to this masked vigilante. Whenever you see him in a newspaper, you clip out the part, when you hear his name on TV you pull the volume up. You search his name on the internet, getting what's undoubtedly some really cool shots of him on his motorcycle. Yeah, he's really a badass, the killings and questionable morals notwithstanding.

You're getting more intrigued by the day. Who is he? What made him pick up the guns and the red half-face mask? What's his relation to Batman if he's wearing a version of his symbol on his chest? Does he admire him, or hate him? Is he aware of his reputation? Is he deluded into thinking everything he's doing is ultimately good, or is he brutally self-aware and just doesn't care? His morals are what intrigued you the most. You often wonder if violence is maybe sometimes the answer, considering how many times you and your close ones got hurt or traumatized by Gotham's villains.

You start to wear a black T-shirt with a red bat-like symbol on it. You don't flaunt it, but there is undeniable giddiness when you hold it in your hands, fresh out of transfer press. You had to make it yourself because there's no official Red Hood merch, shame really. Soon a mug and a bracelet follow.

Next time you meet Red Hood, you're the one who saves him. His bike is damaged, and he's running away from cops when you grab him by the hand and pull him to the place you work at. Thankfully, no one of your coworkers is there that day so you don't have to explain to them why there's a masked man armed to teeth in the breakroom. You offer him some tea and biscuits before the coast is clear and he can leave again.

Before he leaves, Red Hood compliments your t-shirt. You look down and realize it's the one you made. You have to duck behind the front desk to hide an explosion of blush on your face, listening to his quiet chuckles. For the rest of the day Red Hood is smiling.

You heard that he is in the neighborhood. You ponder it for a long time before you book it out of the door. When you find him, you stutteringly ask for an autograph. Red Hood stares at you as if you'd gone crazy. He takes the white sharpie and scribbles his name on your back. You take the pen from his limp hand and thank him with a beaming smile. It's then Jason realizes he has a real-life fan.

The next time he sees you, he asks only half-joking if you want to take a photo with him. Your eyes widen at that.

"Y-you're sure?? I don't want to bother..."

"Just look here."

He says as he bends down to put his face next to his. You're too flustered by his proximity to react fast enough as his phone flashes in your eyes. By means unknown to you, the photo is in your phone several hours later. You look like a moron. Wide-eyed, red-faced, and gaping into the camera, but you keep it. It's a selfie with your favorite Gotham knight, after all.

When he saves you this time, he escorts you all the way to the rooftop of your apartment building. Red Hood asks how are you gonna repay him this time. Teasingly backing you up against the wall with one hand pressed to the wall behind you. You're once again reminded how big he is, but this time it does not make you fearful, it makes you flustered. You duck under his arm and tell him to wait. You hand him a plastic container, and he raises a brow at you. You explain to him it's your homemade enchiladas. What you didn't know at the time is that you'll have a hungry vigilante waiting on the rooftop for his next lunch like a stray cat.

With time, the scary vigilante became what you dared to call a friend of yours. You eat together, you talk, sometimes you patch him up and in return, he gives extra care to make your neighborhood safe. You learn a lot about him in several months and yet, you've never seen his face.

It's the end of the year, and you haven't heard from Red Hood for some time. He must be busy. It's not like he owes you anything. He probably has a life outside of vigilante work. Still, you do miss him. You don't hear from him until that fateful fight with Barman. You barely hear the news reporter over the blood rushing in your ears as you watch Red Hood get slammed into through the window of a run-down factory. Without thinking it through, you rush to the location the news reporter mentioned.

You never saw Red Hood so...defeated. He was always so big in your eyes, bigger than life. And now he is slowly bleeding from the neck while shards of glass are littered around him, with Gotham's so-called hero standing over him. You shout you're not exactly sure what, but it makes the Dark Knight freeze. You don't even spare him a glance as you kneel over your hero. His mask is even more cracked than the first time you met him. You can see the black eye and the split lip, but it's the resignation in the healthy eye that makes you unreasonably angry.

"DON'T TOUCH HIM!!!"

You shock yourself with the force of that angry roar. Batman takes a step back, arms held up in defeat. Eyes confused, searching but mostly...sad, that surprises you the most. You don't have time to dwell on it as you feel Red behind you trying to get up. Deciding you'll ignore the Bat indefinitely, you support the Hood with your weight. The rest is a blur, police escort you out of the scene, giving you a lecture about civilian safety you barely listen to.

He let him escape. Batman let Red Hood escape the scene. You heard him giving an explanation to the police, lying from under his black mask. You were more perplexed than ever by their relationship.

For the next few days, you barely sleep. Worried sick about Red Hood. He might as well be dead and you wouldn't even know. That thought brings tears to your eyes.

One snowy afternoon, you walk up the stairs from your apartment to the rooftop. You haven't been there for a long time, avoiding that place. Just so you don't have to wait for him, only for him to never come again. When you open the door, you almost pass out. He's there, on your rooftop, flesh and blood. His huge back is facing you, red hood back on.

"Red?" the inaudible croak of his name is carried away by the harsh wind, and yet, he turns around. Only this time he's not wearing a mask. There's a white streak in his hair, a jagged scar runs from his lip all the way to his hairline, and his eyes, unflinching, are fixed on you.

You have never seen such vibrant green.

ꕤ | Who's Begging Now? | Vax'ildan

— VOX MACHINA : cockysubby!vax'ildan x fdom!reader

✩ 𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙀: ​you put vax'ildan in his place, pretty little noises and all. ✩ 𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊: drabble, 1.2k words ✩ 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: vax'ildan recieves + reader gives : dubcon, somnophelia, overstimulation, humiliation, degredation, deep throat, sex drugs, messy spit/saliva, begging to cum, orgasm denial/edging, ruined orgasm, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, aftercare // reader recieves + vaildan gives: deepthroat on vax's cock, gagging, humiliation outside the bedroom, being called ma'am.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝘿𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙀: this was supposed to be way shorter but i got carried away but likes and reblogs are super appreciated :’)

𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘝𝘖𝘟 𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘈 | 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛 & 𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘒𝘚 | 𝘔𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘎𝘌

vax’ildan has been acting out of line lately— he’s bold, flirtatious, he’s always been so— but something’s changed, you can feel it. he’s gotten cocky. he talks back a little more now, he intentionally towers over you when you sit at the end of the bed. he pushes you to your knees now, too, places his cock on your lips and cheeks and smears it over those plump lips of yours that he loves so much— ah, correction: that he loves fucking, ramming, bruising, so much, with the base of his heavy cock. the feeling of his pubes tickling your lips and you gagging at the same is a familiar one— so much so that dick nuzzling isn’t practical anymore.

he enjoys being in charge; you enjoy letting him think he’s in charge. but now he’s getting too cocky— you hear him bragging to scanlan, grog, pyke, gilmore, anyone that would listen, about how he forces you to the floor, how you turn into putty in his hands, how you beg for him to fuck you like you want no one else’s cock but his.

but you know it’s all a fucking lie. what a pathetic piece of shit. fucker needs to be put in his place, so the next morning, right before he wakes up, you find secure cuffs for his wrists and ankles from somewhere in the house. he’s still sleeping but his cock is throbbing under the thin fabrics of his boxers, leaking precum at the tip. you mouth at him through the boxers first, and then you pull him free and take his whole cock into your mouth.

he wakes with a groan, tugs on the handcuffs. how fucking pathetic. fitting for you, you say, lifting off his cock. he’s incredibly hard, his hips bucking involuntarily, looking for the warm wet of your mouth and his mind is muddled, foggy, can only think about cumming. you drugged his drink the night before, just an aphrodisiac. he had a lesson to learn, and you had to teach him, all means necessary.

you jerk his cock— he moans and tugs at the cuffs— until his balls are tight and he goes light headed from how much blood is pumping through it, keeping it big and heavy. the veins pop angry and blue and purple, throbbing in your hand. his cock is as much of a drooling mess of precum over your fingers as is he is— head rolled back, lips parted, panting and begging you to drag your hands on the underside because that’s all he needs to cum. you don’t, because he forgot to say please, so instead, he says your name in prayer as his eyes goes crossed when you let your spit dribble down your chin and slide onto his sensitive cock head. you love watching him like this, love watching his body spasm and jerk at every touch, watching that his stupid fucked out face and that stupid fucked our brain trying to ask for something he won’t get. his whimpers are starting to sound like crying, voice climbing in pitch. his skin is flushed so, so, so pretty, you tell him this, between scolding him and asking him who’s the one begging to cum now? who’s the one that’s desperate? im going to tell the others about how utterly embarrassing you are.

he knows his answers to these questions, cries, me, me, me, I’m desperate to cum, please, ma’am, please— please don’t tell the others, please please, i’m sorry— and then suddenly your hand are wrapped around his throat and he knows he just fucked up. his eyes are wide, taking in your pissed off and disgusted face, and he can’t help but almost cum from how ashamed he feels. his dick throbs against his stomach, but you keep your eyes on him. i wasn’t asking, you stupid pet, you spit in his face. and that name, his favorite name that you use to put him into his place— it’s enough to make him go over the edge with fluttering eye lids as his mouth falls open, panting like a dog and making broken vocal sounds as his hips go taught and he cums. his head feels like there’s a million stars in there wanting to burst right out of his cock, and his cock needs friction while he cums because even though he’s cumming it isn’t isnt enough to get rid of the aphrodisiac that makes his balls aching to cum again. he looks at you, a whimpering mess with tears in his eyes, begging with them for you to do something, to make this go away, please I need to cum again, he says with his hazel irises.

you take mercy on him, he seems to have learned his lesson— you grip his cock in your hand an pump once, and like that, he folds in on himself as much as his bound limbs let him, a cry forming from his chest as he cums a second time, this time so much incredibly harder than the first that he almost goes unconscious twice throughout it. his eyes are white, he can’t even breathe, hips and cock twitching into and in your hand as you smear his cum over his sensitive tip. eventually his chest fills with air, but his face looks like he'd been properly fucked in the ass even though you've only used your hands and mouth. so pathetic.

when you’re done with the fun you’re having with him, you leave him there, bound to the frame of the bed slick in his own sweat. he learned his lesson, so after a few minutes, you come back with a glass of water and some fresh snacks from the kitchen. you take his bruised wrists and ankles out of the cuffs, massaging the cuts and kissing them better, cuddling him as he stirs awake from his sex haze. you kiss him, remind him that he’s yours, you love him, but firmly tell him he has no place lying about who’s desperate in the bedroom. he nods his face into your chest, tears welling in the corners of his eyes that you kiss away, whispering in his ear that you love him all the same. his arms wrap around your waist tighter, muttering that he loves you too, thank you, thank you, thank you ma’am, i won’t do it again.

© copyright @taste-of-the-divine 2023 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘝𝘖𝘟 𝘔𝘈𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘈 | 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛 & 𝘖𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘒𝘚 | 𝘔𝘠 𝘗𝘈𝘎𝘌

I love vax, he seems like the kind of guy to beg you to ride him, borderline pathetic but with love and lust in his eyes and then once you do he's teasing you and talking dirty and of course he's gonna help you. Puts your love handles to good use and grips them, bouncing you on his cock so good you'd be afraid of looking like a bobblehead if you could actually think. But he's such a loverboy, he probably takes aftercare to a whole new level and worships you in your hazy, fucked out state. I want him sgdgsafs -@rosie-posy

i- wowwww no bc he’s so clingy, has to cum with your tits in his mouth, or his arms around your waist. has to feel you clouding him, drowning him—while hot beads of cum roll down the girth of his cock.

v-vax is also.. also really good with his fingers. all it takes is a little finesse—and then your cum is rolling down his fingers while your thighs clamp around his forearm.

his pull out game… i want to say it’s weak but he is an assassin. pins down your hips with a growl and fists his tan cock until it blossoms a pretty pink. the pinch between his brows melts away when your mouth, sticky with your own cum, coats his in sweet little kisses.

"gonna make you a daddy" || vox machina x reader

With Vax, Percy, & Scanlan

tags: smut, afab!reader, female anatomy, pregnancy mentions, breeding kink, you're married<3, I'm not trying to show favoritism aaaa I just adore Percy sm 😭🥹, overstimulation, creampie, pussy drunk boiyos, I got the need for speed and the need to breed

Vax

Stopping mid-thrust, Vax's eyes widen. The breath stolen straight from his lungs. Pretty brown orbs search yours, glittering beneath the pale moonlight. Slowly he lifts your chin, bowing over your body to kiss your lips. A much more tender action than the unbridled way he'd been thrusting into you only moments prior.

"Are you sure, pretty?" Lips trail your skin, ghosting over your cheek to the corner of your mouth. Vax moans at your eager nod. "Words, baby. I need to hear you." His cock throbs deep in your cunt, making you gasp. He takes your hand, pressing a kiss where your golden ring adorned your finger.

Arching your back, you keen up at your love. "Yes, Vax-- my sweet Vax'ildan~! I wanna make you a daddy I--" A shuddering gasp ends your sentence. Vax presses deeply into you before pulling out and pressing your knees to your chest with a single large hand. His cockhead slips across your wet folds, tapping at your clit.

"Then we gotta make sure my cum takes hold, little raven." Vax yanks your lower half towards his pelvic bone, sinking into you with a single deep thrust. The night certainly had shifted the mood, but he'd argue for the better.

Percy

Cupping his face so gently, you beam up at Percy. "I mean it, love. I want to start a family with you."

A soft whimper crawls out of his throat, unable to focus on anything else but your living expression and the way you clench so tightly around his cock. His hand finds yours, pulling the sheets from your grasp so that he can twine your fingers together. Tiny tears bubble at the corner of his eyes, his arm sliding behind your back pulling you into his lap.

"An honor, darling. Let me look at you like this." Percy kisses you deeply, hips rolling into the backs of your thighs. With one hand braced across your shoulders and the other gripping your pace, Percy rocks into you with delicious fervor. An unmistakable gentleness to his touch.

The night ebbs on with loving strokes, slow deep thrusts and quite a few positions. There wasn't a lovelier sight that the moon light shining down on Percy's back; flexed muscles and a delicate sheen of sweet bared for your eyes only when he cums inside of you. Pushing it back into your cunt with thick fingers, he descends on you like a madman, tongue lapping at your clit. Those seafoam green eyes watching your chest heave with a desperate cry as you cum for him. Your legs are strained and tired but he isn't done yet. "One more, dearest. I promise I will be done. I need to make sure you're pregnant with my child. You can do that, can't you, baby?" He kisses your forehead, moving down to swallow your cries as he stretches you out on his thick girth once more.

Scanlan

A flushed hue coats his cheeks, a wide grin spreads across his face. "Fffffuck, baby, you serious? Yeah? You want to have a baby with m-me?" He swallows thickly, blush deepening. "Okay, okay. Don't need'ta tell me twice."

Scanlan smiles, a gentle tenderness in his silver-blue eyes. Kissing you deeply, his steadily pumps himself into you. Like a flurry, his hands are all over you. Unsure of where to find purchase but too eager to explore you; to leave no stone unturned. He breaks from the kiss with a low moan, a string of saliva trailing after.

With every outward dragging pull sends him thudding back against your skin. Creating an even pace, eyes drawn downwards where the two of you are connected. Scanlan is drunk on the creamy ring that coats the base of his cock that slides down his balls, staining the bedsheets.

He's lost track of how many times he came into you, how many times you clenched around his dick like vice-- all of it. All Scanlan can focus on is you sleepily tucked under his arm, his palm resting flat atop your tummy. You two have talked about starting a family for so long it almost feels unreal to finally be trying for one.

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