Hi, How Are U?

Hi, how are u? <3

I was wondering if it was okay to request a Mello x fem reader smut? Just an established relationship thing where the reader is Mello’s live-in girlfriend and submissive, and she’s been demanding a lot of attention lately, which annoys him since he just has a lot of work to do. But when he sees how frustrated she gets from not being fucked, he decides to give her what she wants in the roughest way possible. You can include whatever sex act you’re most comfortable with, I’d just like it to have lots of slut-shaming/degradation, and I prefer if Mello is trans and uses a strap-on or other toy :) tyvm!

Hi!! I'm getting better, I got burnt out for a bit there and blanked on almost all of my requests. But, I'm in college now, and I'm writing this to destress lol

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Content: Trans!Mello x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ content. Minors, DNI. Slut shaming, degradation, Mello being a bitch and calling you a bitch, hand around your throat but not actually choking you.

Notes: My first Mello smut!!! Also, we stan trans Mello in this house. Please don't tell me you can tell I don't know how strap-on sex works-

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You huff, slumping against the couch with your arms crossed. Mello was on his fifth damn call of the day, going back and forth, trying to figure out someone's schedule or some shit. Matt relentlessly mashed the buttons on his controller next to you. You didn't care what he was playing - you didn't even have the slightest idea.

"Right. Understood." Mello spoke his farewells to one of his "colleagues" before hanging up.

Perking up, you look over as he walks into the room. "Mel, can we-"

"No, not now." Mello walked right past you and into the kitchen. "I'm just getting water then going back to work."

You pouted and sighed. "But Mello, we haven't spent any time together in weeks!"

"Calm your shit. I have a lot of work to do and no time for you." Mello spoke harshly before chugging his water.

"Ouch!" Matt chuckled.

You hit the brunette on the head before turning back to the blonde. "But-"

"No fucking buts, (Y/n). I already told you everything I needed to say." Mello sneered, continuing to drink some water.

You scoffed before turning around and "watching" Matt play whatever stupid game he was on. Mello then walked closer to the couch.

"Hey, Matt, c'mon. We gotta go." Mello nudged his brother.

"Yup." Matt then saved his game and turned off the console in no less than a minute, standing to walk with the blonde to the door.

"Wait! I thought you had work!"

"This is work." Mello spoke without so much of a glance towards you.

Then, the brothers left. Huffing again, you felt tears pricking your eyes. This is how it's been lately, Mello brushing you off. At night he goes to sleep after you, and wakes up before you. His work is taking everything over, and he never even so much as touches you anymore.

No matter how much you beg.

Whining to yourself, you surmised that Mello wouldn't be home for a while. The time read 9:04 pm, and he most likely wouldn't be home until 2 am. Huffing once more, you just opted to turn off the lights and turn in for the night. What was another night without Mello...?

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Fucking torturous. Your lower half was bare as you groud your pussy into Mello's pillow. The ridges hit just right against your clit, but it wasn't doing the trick. No matter how much time passed, your body seemed to involuntarily edge itself. Only Mello could do the trick anymore.

And with the past few weeks being like they have, you weren't sure if Mello would ever touch you again.

Trying to go at it again, you could feel heat bubbling up in your lower stomach once more, but it was more painful. 'How long have I been doing this?'

You hadn't been watching the time. Mello had come home, albeit earlier than expected. Matt went straight to bed, tired after driving all night long. Mello, having to chase someone down and get in a few fights, was also admittedly tired. Going to open his bedroomm door that he shared with you, he was greeted with a rather shocking sight.

You, furiously riding his pillow. But, of course you couldn't reach your high, and your hips stopped moving. Sighing to yourself, you took the pillow out from under you and placed it back on Mello's side of the bed.

"Just fuckin' forget it...he wont touch me anyway..."

"No no, baby." Mello spoke. "Keep goin' for me."

Turning, you saw your beloved blonde. "And why should I? You wont give me any fucking attention!"

"I've been busy."

"And I still make time for you when I'm busy! Especially for your damn needs." You glared at him.

Mello took in your figure. Hair disheveled, eyes narrowed, face red with frustration, his shirt covering your torso, and thighs slightly coated in your sweat and slick. The dim lighting seemed to help set the mood, making every part of you seem sexier.

Biting his lip and throwing his jacket off, he approached the bed. "Yeah? Fine, then, you fuckin' slut. I'll give you what you want."

Mello crashes his lips on yours, climbing over you and pressing you into the bed. He moulds his lips over yours, running one of his hands over your breasts.

"Mmh, no bra?" Mello chuckles as he tweaks your nippe through your shirt. "Of course you would."

"What's- mmh- that supposed to mean?" You asked between kisses.

"It means you're a fucking slut." Mello kisses you again. "Did you not hear me earlier?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but he plunged his tongue into your mouth. Swirling his tongue around and battling with your own, he slides his hand under your shirt to grope at your chest and pull at your nipples. You moan into the kiss and twist around, loving the pleasure as a result of his hands.

Mello's other hand dipped between your legs to drag up and down against your clit. You moaned louder and arched your back, accidentally breaking the kiss.

"Yeah, yeah you fuckin' like that? Of course you fuckin' do." Mello spits out, watching your face contort into pleasure. "Always demanding my fuckin' attention. Don't you know when to quit?!"

Mello's fingers work faster against your clit, building your orgasm higher and higher. Your speech reduced to moans and mumbles, Mello laughs in your face.

"Look at you, grinding against my fingers like a bitch in heat. What a fuckin' slut for me."

"Y-Yes, Mello! O-only for you!"

"Only for me?" Mello grins, slowing down.

"Yes! Yes! Please!" You grab his wrist, trying to grind against his fingers faster.

That caused Mello to stop. "Nuh uh. Good girls are patient. You're not a good girl."

"Yes! Yes I am! I promise I-"

Mello wrapped a hand around your throat, but being careful not to squeeze. "Shut up."

His tongue was inside your mouth again, swirling around. You whined into the kiss, pawing at his clothes.

"The fuck do you want now, slut?"

You whined, pawing at his pants. Mello made a grunt in response.

"You sure you deserve it? You've been a bad girl."

"I want it! Please, Mello!"

Mello slowly slid his hand off of your throat. Thinking to himself for a moment, he finally huffed, returning his hand to your throat, once more not squeezing.

"Fuckin' beg, like the bitch you are."

"Please! Oh, please, Mello! I want it- no, I need it! I wanna cum, and only you can make that happen! Please, please, I wont beg for your attention anymore, I'll be good! I'll be a good girl, just please-!"

Mello leaned back and moved to open one of the drawers in his nightstand. Pulling out the strap, he laid it on the bed before unzipping his pants and pulling them down.

"Since you begged so nicely..." Mello situated the strap on his hips. "I suppose I can give you this."

He pulled one of your legs over his shoulder, leaning forward so the tip of the strap on touched your entrance. The other leg laid flat so he had something to grind on.

"Are you ready?"

All you could do was meekly nod. Mello pushed in, not giving you time to adjust as he set a faster, rough pace. Gripping your hips to pull you in closer, the rocking motion of him against your leg stimulated his own clit.

Both of your moans mixing together and bouncing off the wall, skin smacking against skin, the feel of him rapidly moving in and out of you, it almost became too much.

"Mel-lo! Slow d-down!"

"Nuh-uh!" Mello moaned. "You wanted it, and I'm- ah!- giving it to you!"

Leaning forward more, Mello's moans grew louder than yours, finding he had more stimulation this way, and the dildo seemed to thrust deeper inside of you. Clawing at Mello's back, you moaned and whined for him, begging him to let you cum.

"Mello! Mel! Ple-please! Please make me cum! Please! Oh~!"

Mello panted between his own moans. "Look at me when you cum. Fuckin' look at me!"

Mello grabbed your jaw and made you look into his eyes as he picked up his already impossible pace. "Let go, let go, cum for me. Cum for me, slut. My slut! Ah~!"

The coil kept wrapping tighter and tighter and tighter, Mello moving his free hand to furiously thumb your clit. Letting out a final scream, the coil burst, and Mello drank in your post-orgasmic state. Grinning down at you as you came all over the dildo, he continued to thrust, grinding himself on your thigh.

"M-Mello...! T-too much!"

"Shut it." Mello whispered, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he furiously ground his clit against your thigh, resulting in the dildo furiously pounding in and out of you.

"M-Mello!"

Clawing at his back again, the coil started to build up again. Mello bit your neck and gripped your sides as he neared his orgasm, trying to silence his moans.

"Me-Mello, I'm gonna...!"

"I know, I know, me too...!" Mello panted, keeping his pace.

Pushing your leg back as far as it could go, he pounded into your pussy, thumbed your clit once more, while furiously grinding his own clit against your thigh.

Finally, you both came together with a loud scream of each other's names. You felt lightheaded as he slowed to a stop, but also fulfilled. Both of you panted and gently let go of each other, Mello slowly pulling out and pulling off the strap.

Lazily dropping it on the ground, making you laugh, he opted to just lay on top of you.

"That was...ah..." Mello spoke.

"I...I'm sorry f-"

"Nah. Don't even. I was pent up, too." Mello panted. "You're fine, baby."

Mello gave you a kiss before playing with your hair, returning his face to your neck. Letting out one last sigh before nuzzling into your boyfriends embrace, you closed your eyes, ready to fall asleep.

"Next time, shut the goddamn door!" Matt yelled from down the hall.

Could I request L x reader who bakes? One part of my love language is gift giving but specifically giving people things I bake. This can range from cookies baked using pre-made dough to completely homemade by scratch baklava!

Anon I am foaming at the mouth. Was literally about to write something like this <3

(also I bake too so LOL—)

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Content: GN reader

Warnings: none

Notes: PURE FLUFF AS AN APOLOGY FOR MY LAST POST IM SORRY also I’m on my phone which is why my format probably looks a little weird

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Hehehe

Okay. So. First things first

This is how you’d get closer to L. Y’know the saying, “the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” That is entirely true with L.

If you’re baking during the Kira case, I can definitely see Matsuda coming to find you and trying to steal a cookie or two and you gotta smack his hand away

Definitely helps Watari out, too. Watari doesn’t need to spend as much money on sweets or time baking anymore with you around

L gets all happy when he sees you bringing him a plate of cake, and gets even happier when he can feel the plate is a little warm, spotting the steam rising from the slice of the cake.

L loves when YOU take care of his sweet tooth. He’s always wanting you to make something

If he’s not working and you’re baking, he’s gonna come up behind you and hug you until the stuff is ready to eat

If you learn to make chocolate bars and lollipops or whatever, stuff Watari usually just buys at a store, he’s gonna propose to you right there

L hates when you give your baking to anyone else, especially if that “anyone” is Light, Misa or Matsuda. He’s actually kind of okay with sharing the desserts with Watari, Soichiro and Mogi though, but he’d prefer to keep it for himself

If you’re with him before the Kira case, and before Matt and Mello ran off, the kids’ll want you to make stuff for them too

L doesn’t like sharing desserts with them too, but they’re just kids so he’s forced to be quiet about it

His sons end up liking you more than him (Mello especially) and L is all like :/ what the fuck that’s my S/O

Watari will be your taste tester. Usually loves helping you as well. Will also try to help you in forcing L and the kids to eat actual meals (Matt and Near have less of a problem with separating from sweets, whereas Mello and L practically fight you both on it)

L will also love if you get like, cupcake flavored chapstick or any kind of sweet perfume. Cuddling and kissing are about to become a constant if you do that

L will start to call you “my little baker” and “cupcake” and “muffin.” Also, instead of calling you the light of his life, he calls you “the slice of my cake” ???

He thinks it makes sense but it doesn’t

When you gift him sweets, he may cry later about it. Obviously in the moment he wont, but later when he’s thinking about it he will

L is used to people not wanting to be around him, much less give things to him. Yeah he’s got “sons” and Watari acts like a father, but his sons don’t exactly interact with him and two of them grow to detest him. L, in reality, is a very lonely man

So for you to give him something, sweets especially, made his heart swell so much

It doesn’t matter how long you two are together. Every time you give him something, it makes him want to cry later.

He really savors the gifted sweets, eating them slower than usual. He really wants to cherish the moment

It also, strangely, makes him a lot sleepier. So once he’s done eating your gifted sweets, he’ll lean against you and fall asleep

If you gift them while he’s working on the Kira case, the Task Force are all going to be horrified at the little smile L has on his face

Its to the point that Aizawa will fucking hunt you down to make L sweets and gift them to him if L’s been in a bad mood

“I’ll even go buy the wrapping paper right now, just— please, Ryuzaki is verbally beating the shit out of Mastuda and it’s even making me wince.”

L will get upset if you comfort Matsuda while he eats the sweets you gifted him. Matsuda is fucking crying in the corner and you’re hugging him, and L is thinking fucking Matsuda…>:(while eating a cookie you gifted him

Overall this little froggy man LOVES your baking, even if its a flavor he doesn’t particularly like or if its a little burnt. It just makes him really happy knowing that you care so much for him <3

This song fucks me UP.

I’m gonna write something to it on my 8 hour car drive home tomorrow.

He’s a ten, but he is condescending and lies quite often. He also sits weird, baths in a washing machine, pee squatting, and generally looks like a frog.

I feel bad as a reader. I hv a fav writer who isnt yet famous but really write a good work got negative feedback. Then, they stop writing. a lot of writers aren’t acknowledged or appreciated their times & talents when they write a lot of amazing work for FREE. Yet, im shy to comment or ask them in publish so i do anonymous instead. Hopefully, all writers from any fandom no matter who or where u r will get appreciated more and more in the future. Ya’ll r excellent writers no matter what others say. Readers!! let’s reblog and talk to writers as anon more if u r shy like me!

It's so hard to find ling yao anywhere, could I request him comforting a reader who has nightmares?

Yeah!! I struggle with these daily, so I totally understand. I hope you’re doing okay, anon :)

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Content: Ling Yao x gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: This has been in my drafts for a couple of months, and I finally finished it. I'm in college now, guys! :D Also, this turned out shorter than I originally imagined.

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Tossing and turning in your sleep, you had forced Ling awake. Ling was known for being a real heavy sleeper, so for him to wake up in the middle of the night was unusual. Looking over at you, Ling was greeted with a weird sight.

You, in a completely different position than when you both fell asleep, had completely kicked the blankets off of you. Face contorted into one of aggression, Ling immediately recognized what was going on. Moving to shake you, he began to chant your name like a mantra.

"(Y/n), (Y/n), (Y/n), (Y/-"

Finally, with persisting shakes and calling of your name, finally your eyes shoot open with a gasp. Your gaze immediately landing on Ling's form above you, his hair loose and framing his face. Immediately grabbing onto his form, you dragged him down to lay on top of you.

"Woah! Hon, what? What happened? Were you having a nightmare?"

Ling was still half asleep. You nodded meekly, hiding your face in his neck. Ling let out a small sigh, holding you close with a small smile. Then, it registered in his tired mind that you had just had a nightmare, and his smile was wiped off.

"Did you wanna talk about it?"

"Not right now, Li..." You whimpered.

"Okay, alright, do you want some water?"

You went back to wordlessly shaking your head. Ling held you closer.

"Okay, I'll just hold you then, okay?"

"Okay..."

And he did just that. Humming quietly to you as he rocked you back and forth, slowly waking up and realizing the situation. No words were exchanged between you two as he continued to hum whatever song was playing in his mind, sometimes stopping to plant a little kiss on your forehead.

Twenty minutes passed and you seemed to be calming down. Ling them looked down at you. "Hon? You want some water?"

"Yes please..."

Ling nodded and helped you get out of bed with him, leading you into the kitchen and making sure to turn on the lights along the way. Handing you your glass, he waited for you to finish it before leading you back to bed.

"Do you feel okay enough to go back to sleep?"

"Mhm..." You nod, beginning to grow tired again.

"Okay, c'mon." He smiled, pulling you into bed with him.

Making it so that you stayed in his arms, facing him, he leaned down to kiss you a few times before nuzzling against you. He gave you a soft smile.

"Sweet dreams, I love you, (Y/n)."

That made you smile. "Sweet dreams, Li. I love you too."