Hi Annabelle! I Checked Your Profile And Wasnt Sure If Your Requests Were Open Or Not. If They Arent,

Hi Annabelle! I checked your profile and wasn’t sure if your requests were open or not. If they aren’t, please feel free to ignore this.

However, if they are, I was wondering if you could write something about Pezzy with a (preferably black) plus size female reader? I was thinking the guys (Droid, Grizzy, Puffer, and whoever else is in that group idk them all) do another sleepover stream, and they keep asking Pezzy to invite his girlfriend since nobody knows what she looks like. He gives in and has her come over, and everybody (stream audience included) is shocked because she’s so pretty. Like, they don’t understand how Pezzy got her because everyone thinks she’s out of his league. At some point she goes to the bathroom real quick and everyone is asking if it’s a joke or something but still can’t believe he’s serious about it. (I feel like Grizzy would be really happy because she’s black lol) She comes back from the bathroom and starts making dark jokes or has the same sense of humor as everybody else there, and the guys are like “oh yeah, she’s definitely dating the right guy” or something and they accept her, and have a really fun rest of the stream. When it ends, she lays down with Pezzy and reassures him that she loves him and doesn’t want anyone else.

Sorry this is so long, I thought I saw something that said the more detailed the better so I hope this is more than enough information lol. Love your work!

Hello!! They are open even though my adhd makes me procrastinate asks but I’m trying to push them out! I LOVE LOVE LOVE this ask, i appreciate it so much. I really hope you like it, if I missed something let me know and I’ll rewrite it!

Sleepless Worries

Black!Fem!Plus Size!Reader X Pezzy (FT. Grizzy, Puffer, and Droid)

using puffers sleep stream to base this off of, the one where Droid and Pezzy had matching onesies

Warnings: Grizzy uses the n word. I AM A BLACK WOMAN SO CHILL BEFORE YALL COMMENT. Some cursing, sexual humor, unhinged chat, I don’t know if pezzys ever dated anyone plus sized, if he has then my bad lol, if there is any spelling errors please let me know and I can edit it. I will not tolerate hateful comments or bullying, you will be blocked.

In all honesty, Pezzy thought you were gonna say no.

He’s asked you a million and one times to meet his closest friends, you always told him no. You wanted to make sure you and him were truly gonna work out before you both met each others people. He knew why you were nervous. You were unlike any of the women Pezzy ever dated, and although you never really felt many insecurities about your size, you knew how cruel the internet could be so you didn’t feel ready at the time to put yourself in their view.

But here you were, getting ready to join him on Puffer’s sleep stream. You figured he would ask you, the entire stream the boys were pestering him to invite you, which in turn roped chat into pestering him and Pezzy is indeed a weak man when it comes to you. Sue him for wanting to cuddle his baby as chat scares the shit out of them with scuffed audios.

By the time you were ready, you heard your front door open and close, knowing that your lovely boyfriend let himself in with his extra key. You laughed to yourself as he bursted into your room, adorned in a green onesie with a four leaf clover on the front. He instantly lit up when he saw you.

“You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready, baby. They can wait as long as you want them to wait.” He, yet again, assured you. You loved how assuring he was to you but you were honestly getting a little annoyed with his constant reassurance.

You smiled and cupped his face with your hands, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, his hands immediately finding their place in your plush hips. “It’s okay, Pez. I wanna do this, I think we’ve made them wait long enough.” You laughed, enjoying the feeling of his hands on your body. He let out a big sigh, placing a kiss on your nose this time, smiling fondly as your nose scrunched up. “I guess I just wanna keep you to myself just a little bit longer.”

You kissed his cheek, shaking your head at him fondly as you pointed at your computer monitors which displayed Puffer’s stream, “Come on, babe, they’re waiting on us.” You gave him no room to complain as you grabbed your phone and blanket. Pezzy grabbed your bag which held your skin care, silk bonnet and your stuffed Yoshi that Pezzy won you at a carnival. What’s a sleepover without a secondary cuddle buddy?

Pezzy and you held hands as you walked the short walk back to the house, talking about anything and everything. He could tell you got a little more nervous the closer you got to the house. Your free hand was fiddling with the ends of your hair, a new wig that you installed that morning. “Don’t worry, they’re gonna love you. I think you and Grizzy will get on better than anyone.” He chuckled, feeling a bit better when he saw the smile on your face. You were close to the same age as Grizzy and you were black so he figured you two would be the best of friends very quickly.

You knew how much the three boys meant to Pezzy. His absolute best friends so the last thing you wanted was to make a terrible impression. Pezzy wasn’t worried about it though. He knew you. He knew the way you acted and the wonderful humor you had, he knew you would be just fine.

He gave your hand yet another squeeze when he unlocked the front door, laughing softly at the small jump you gave when you both heard yet another scuffed buzz lightyear commercial. “Unfortunately, that will happen a lot.” He mumbled.

“Pezzy? That you?” You heard Puffer ask, another voice, Droids, adding in, “Imagine it’s not. We might get murdered, dog.” He said, the rest of them laughing at the thought. Pezzy shouted back to them, pulling you along with him as he stepped into the room.

Puffer was kind enough to mute the streams audio so they could properly meet you without Chat hearing as Pezzy introduced you all to eachother. You gave them a smile and a wave, not exactly knowing why you were so nervous when all three of them smiled at you so widely.

“It’s actually crazy that you’re real.” Grizzy joked, all of you laughing as Pezzy threw his hands up and rolled his eyes. “Are you sure you’re not kidnapped?” Droid asked making Pezzy throw a pillow at him. “I’m sorry! She’s just too pretty man, it’s wild you bagged her.” They joked.

Pezzy set up some of your things on his side of the couch, kissing your cheek as you told him you were going to the bathroom, walking off into the direction Its almost as if the mood shifted a bit, the boys instantly fixating on Pezzy.

“….What?” He asked them, which seemed to open the floodgates. The boys instantly began questioning him. They thought it was a prank or maybe Pezzy felt that with all their jokes on their videos and streams, he felt like he had something to prove to them so he faked a relationship with you to get them to shut up.

To be honest, Pezzy felt a tiny bit of sadness that they apparently thought that he couldn’t get with someone as beautiful and great as you. When they noticed he got a little bit sad, they felt bad. They didn’t mean to come off as rude or mean, they were just genuinely blindsided by you. But from the way Pezzy looked at you, like you hung the stars in his sky, they were quickly losing their doubts.

Meanwhile.

You were silently laughing your ass off. You did your business and as you were washing your hands you noticed a certain bottle sitting on the counter. The bathroom you were in was shared between droid and Pezzy, so the fact that you found a bottle of lube just out and about made you double over in muffled laughter.

You knew it belonged to you and Pezzy. Droid was a virgin and Pezzy adored the ground you walk on so you know he would never cheat on you. You smirked to yourself as you got a wonderful idea, grabbing the lube as you left the bathroom.

You stood in the entrance of the hallway, not wanting the stream to pick up on what you were about to do. “So, I’m fine with Pezzy having a side boy, but which of you side boys enjoy cherry flavor?” You asked, all of them turning towards you. Their faces held confusion until they realized what you were holding, instantly doubling over in laughter.

In between his laughter, Puffer nodded his head. “Yup, you’re definitely Pezzy’s girl.” He confirmed. The other two nodded their head, shaking their head as you threw the lube in Droids lap, laughing as he screams. Pezzy patted the spot next to him, smiling as you sat with them.

You were in between Pezzy and Droid, happily snuggling into the blanket you and your boyfriend were sharing. Puffer got up to fiddle with his stream settings, monitoring the chat. The boys promised Pezzy that if anyone was saying anything negative they would end the stream, without question. But from what they could see, the chat was full of compliments and simps towards you.

Pezzy handed you your Yoshi plush, smiling to himself as you and Grizzy chatted. You both were talking very animatedly about the newest horror game he recently played on his channel. You played it yourself so you knew about the game very well. He counted himself lucky, he had some great friends and a wonderful girl.

He zoned back in at the loud sound of you and Grizzy dabbing up, “My nigga!” Grizzy shouted, both you and his laughter contagious as the other boys laughed along. Puffer unmuted the stream, all of you screaming at the loud sound that chat sent in.

You felt good. These were people that you knew would be a constant in the life you were living with Pezzy, and you found no nerves about that.

The rest of the stream went on without a hitch. You blended very well with the chaotic energy the boys had, and chat loved your presence, everyone being extremely respectful. Of course you had the negative comments about your skin color and your weight but with reassurance from you they didn’t end the stream and the lovely mods took care of it for them.

Once the stream ended, everyone went to their respective rooms, you bunking up with Pezzy. You both exchanged little whispers and sweet words as you both got ready for bed. As you both laid down, his arms tugging you as close to him as you could be, you could tell he was still slightly bothered by the comments the boys made at the beginning of the night.

You pressed a kiss to his jaw, making him look down at you. “I hope you know, you’re all I’ll ever need. I love you, and no matter what anyone says to you, that won’t ever change my feelings. You’re it for me.” He smiled down at you, pulling you closer as he kissed you, his hand, holding your leg over his lap. He appreciated your words, sighing contently as the doubts finally left him. He watched you fall asleep, his hand rubbing up and down your thigh. He was grateful you got along with his friends and he honestly couldn’t wait to see his favorite people all together again.

With that thought, he fell asleep with you, the feeling of your gentle heart beat soothing him into a wondrous dream.

could you do age regressor kindaichi with matsukawa and hanamaki as caregivers?

Crybaby

Characters: Little!Kindaichi, Caregiver!Matsukawa, Caregiver!Hanamaki

Warnings: mentions of blood

This is a short little fic because in all honesty I ran out of ideas to keep it going but I hope you enjoy!

If you asked Hanamaki, Kindaichi was probably the most never-little Little there ever was.

He never really slipped into his space unless he desperately needed it, no matter how coaxing his caregivers were. They accepted it a long time ago, though, and are just as happy with him being big as they are him being little. Which is why they were so shocked to see their boy surrounded by their team members, sobbing his eyes out as his knee trickles red.

During a little one on one between Kindaichi and Kunimi, Oikawa and Iwa’s little, Kindaichi had slipped, skinning his knee on the floor. It seemed that with the pain and the overstimulation of having everyone crowd around him sent him into a fit, instantly crying and screaming for his daddies.

Matsukawa felt a little bad for being so late but to be fair, whenever Oikawa texts him ‘Need u now, urgent.’ It usually isn’t urgent.

Both of them instantly made their way to Kindaichi. One look from Maki had Oikawa and Iwa rounding up the rest of the team and corralling them out of the gym for a made up warm-up. After everyone had left and Iwa gave Maki a first aid kit, Matsukawa knelt down beside Kindaichi, grunting softly as he was almost knocked over by the weight of Kindaichi climbing in his lap.

Still crying, Kindaichi all but screamed when Hanamaki went to touch his leg. “No, daddy! No touch, it hurts!” He wailed, practically begging him to leave his burning, bleeding cut alone. Hanamaki felt his chest tighten. Kindaichi never slipped past the age of 4, so he was very aware of the things he did and did not want. So when he told them no, he usually meant it and they wouldn’t dare to betray his trust by enforcing something onto him that he truly didn’t want, but Maki knew they had to clean and bandage his knee for fear of getting it infected.

Mattsun tried to calm him down, rubbing soothing circles into his back, “It’s okay, baby, let daddy look at it.” He tells him, holding Kindaichi close to him. It took a little more coaxing from the both of them for Kindaichi to uncurl his leg, letting Maki grab it gently.

In all honesty, it wasn’t as bad as they thought. But to their little, it was the end of the world. His knee was stinging and his daddies weren’t anywhere near as dramatic about it as he believed they should be. He sniffled a little bit more as Maki rubbed his calf gently, “It’s okay, little bug, it’s not so bad. We just gotta clean it up, okay?” He said softly.

Kindaichi seemed to think about his options before nodding his head, eyes still a little watery as he watched Maki grab some things from the first aid kit. Matsukawa held Kindaichi closer, knowing that his boy would lose his mind at the application of the antiseptic spray.

His hypothesis was correct because the second Maki sprayed the medicine, Kindaichi whined very loudly, trying to move his leg away desperately. Both his caregivers started to sooth him, Maki fanning the area to help cool the sting down. After a little bit and a few more tears he finally calmed down enough for Maki to wrap it in a bandage.

They helped him stand up before Matsukawa scooped him up in his arms, rubbing his back gently and pressing kisses to his head, “That’s a brave boy. You did so good letting daddy clean your knee. How about we go get you a treat as a reward?” He asked, smiling softly at the chuckle Maki gave as he gathered their things. Kindaichi nodded, whimpering out a request for ice cream and rested his head on Matsukawas shoulder as he gripped his shirt in his hands.

Maki took one of his hands in his own, pressing a kiss to the back of it, “Ice cream it is, little bug.” He said, all of them leaving the gym. They gave a quick thanks to Oikawa and Iwa before they left the school grounds to further look after their little boy.

Hey I don’t know if you’ve watched any, but if you’ve watched Blue Lock could I request an age regression fic with Niko ikki and his caregivers being Reo and Nagi? If not that’s totally fine :)

Unfortunately I haven’t watched Blue Lock, it is on my watchlist so when I watch it I will add it to my FAQ’s on who/what I write for

So sorry!

HELLO

I will now write for demon slayer.

NSFW: Mitsuri, Sanemi, Obanai, Shinobu, Giyuu, Rengoku, Tengen (w/ or w/o his wives), Gyomei, Haganezuka, Shinjuro, Gyutaro, Muzan, Kokushibo, Akaza, AGED UP! Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya, Muichiro

SFW: Mitsuri, Sanemi, Obanai, Shinobu, Giyuu, Rengoku, Tengen (w/ or w/o his wives), Gyomei, Haganezuka, Shinjuro, Gyutaro, Muzan, Kokushibo, Akaza, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya, Muichiro

If I’m missing anyone and you’d like me to write for them send in your request and I’ll write it 💖💖

Ron speirs blowjob under the table and maybe someone comes in the office to talk about plans and you keep going

Yes, Captain.

Fem!Secretary!Reader X Ronald Speirs

Masterlist

Warnings: smut, choking, hair pulling, semi-public cause someone walks in, reader gets called a slut, one use of (Y/N), 1.9K words of filth.

I have learned that I’m not the best at writing gender neutral so I’m truly sorry if that’s what you wanted, I reverted to female reader cause you didn’t specify, but if you’d like GN! Reader let me know and I’ll rewrite one!

At first, Ron was heavily against a secretary. After D-Day, while stationed in Austria, is when he started getting assigned secretaries to help lessen his workload. He scared away three poor women until you arrived. Winters was grasping at straws when he met you, you seemed like a lovely lady, someone who wouldn’t tolerate a certain captains bullshit.

“Listen, try not to let him get to you.” He advised you as he led you to Ron’s office. “He’s a bit rough around the edges but he would never harm you.” He speaks. You smiled up at him sweetly, “Don’t worry sir, I’ve been around many scary men, haven’t dropped me yet.” You assured him. You’ve heard of Ronald Speirs, an infamous man who scared many. You, however, knew he was just a man. You were here to do a job and, damn it, you were gonna make him let you do it.

Winters knocked on his office door before walking in, you following behind him. “Speirs. This is Y/N. As of today, she is assigned to be your secretary. Please, for the love of all things good, don’t care her away.” He spoke. You kept your eyes on Ron, watching at the annoyance that ran over his face. He not so subtly rolled his eyes before standing. “You know I don’t need her. I’m more than capable of doing this by myself.” He told Winters. You noticed the lack of formalities used between them, figuring they must have been friends or close enough to forgo the titles.

Winters sighed, stepping closer to Ron to whisper to him. You were raised to be respectful, so you chose not to eavesdrop, taking the time to look around his office. After a little bit of them talking, Ron gave a groan and nodded. Winters smiled before turning to leave, “Good luck.” He whispered to you with a playful nudge. You kept your smile as he left, closing the door behind him.

Ron sat back down in his office chair, staring you down. He had to admit, off the bat you were faring better than the other three women. When he looked at them, they cowered away and instantly looked at their feet or the wall. You, you stared right back at his eyes, almost daring him to do or say something to you. He felt a small shock of excitement run through him at that thought. “You wanna save yourself the trouble, sweetheart? I suggest you go on and go back with Winters, I’d hate to see you leaving in tears like the last three.” He advised. You scoffed and smirked, walking over to his desk, sitting on one of the chairs on your side of the desk. “Oh don’t worry, sweetheart. I plan on staying and I suggest you get used to it, cause I don’t cry very easily for any man.” You told him.

If that didn’t excite him, he didn’t know what would.

After that day, Speirs started warming up to you. He would actually give you work to do without a snide comment, he would stop his glares and both of you seemed to be working in harmony. Being held up in a small office with each other, you both got closer to each other, not really trying to stop the flirts and tension that seemed to arise between you two.

Which led you both to this evening.

When you walked back into the office from delivering his reports to Winters and grabbing Ron a coffee, you noticed him sitting at his desk, his head in his hands. You walked over to him, placing the cup of coffee on his desk. You stood behind him and laid your hand on his back, in between his shoulders, rubbing gently to try to ease him out of his stress. It wasn’t the first time you did this for him. Massages often a way you helped him calm down, usually having your most sincere conversations with him during them. He sat up, sighing softly as he looked at the cup of coffee before letting his head fall back onto your front.

“You’re a god send.” He mumbled to you, smirking softly at your soft laughter. “What happened?” You asked him. He groaned as your hands rubbed the tense spot in his shoulders, “Fucking Leibgott got into another fight, a drunk man from Fox company who insulted him.” He said, rolling his eyes. You frowned slightly. He looked more stressed than he had ever looked and you felt bad. You wanted to help him but the idea you had in mind, if he didn’t reciprocate it, could get you fired. You think you’ve read all the signals correctly, and you figured he’d more than welcome your plan.

So, with a final ounce of confidence, you let your hands move from his shoulders to run softly down his chest. As if a switch was flipped, he let his eyes snap open, immediately looking down at your hands which were running up and down his front. He would be lying if he said he didn’t think about this before. You were a beautiful woman; he knew he wasn’t the only one to notice. Every time he brought you along to his meetings, men drooled after you with no shame. He counted himself lucky that he got the majority of your attention. He felt extra lucky when you leaned down, your head right next to his as you spoke quietly into his ear, “I can help you, if you’d like.” You offered. He groaned deeply as you ran your nails down his stomach, feeling his cock twitch in excitement at the sensation.

“You know what you’re offering, sweetheart?” He asked. You pressed small kisses behind his ear, trailing down his neck, “I know exactly what I’m offering. The question is, are you accepting.” The last thing you wanted was to burn this bridge you and him built together. “If I say yes, you’re gonna ease my stress, huh?” He chuckled softly, watching as you pulled his chair back a bit, walking in-front of him and kneeling so prettily at his feet. You placed your hands on his thighs, nodding your head, pressing kisses to his thighs, “As best I can.” Ron reached his hand down, cupping your chin and forcing your head up to meet his eyes, “Then go on, get to work, huh?” He ordered you, smirking at the way your eyes glazed over, “Yes, Captain.” You addressed him, your hands reaching up his thighs to unbuckle his belt.

He watched you like a hawk, excitement running through him at the way you looked. You were a strong woman, took crap from nobody, so to see you on your knees for him felt like a privilege. You tugged his pants down, immediately licking a stripe on the length of his bulge, your body shivering slightly at the animalistic groan he gave as he felt you through his boxers. “Don’t tease, sweetheart.” He said sternly. You smiled up at him, tugging his boxers down to watch his hard cock slap against his stomach. You almost felt your mouth salivate at the sight. He looked so big, and he smelled just like him. You decided not to have him wait, instantly wrapping your lips around his leaking head. He let out a deep moan, his hand coming to rest on your head, “That’s it, take it all.” He whispered softly, pressing on your head and watching the way your mouth sucked him in.

He tried his best not to thrust up when you reached the base of his cock, nose brushing against the hair at his base. He held you there for a bit until your eyes started watering, choking a little bit at the intrusion in your mouth. He released your head, watching as you lifted of his cock, a trail of spit keeping you connected to his length. You took a few breaths before diving back down onto him, starting a steady pace. He let his eyes close, dropping his head on the back of his chair at the feeling of your warm mouth. Your hands ran up and down his thighs, eyes peering up at him beautifully as you watched his body succumb to his relaxation.

You felt like heaven, and you looked like an angel. He didn’t imagine he would last very long, seeing as he was already worked up before you even began your work. He simply sat back and let you work your magic. His relaxation was brought to a halt, however, when both of you heard a knock at the door. “Captain Speirs, sir?” A voice asked. You pulled off him, looking up at him as he sat up, he thought quickly before pointing under his desk. You chuckled, moving to sit comfortably under his desk as he scooted his chair close to you. He fixed himself before speaking out, his voice cold as it normally was, “Enter.”

One of the runners for Fox company entered, saluting at him before announcing that he was here to deliver Fox company’s report of the Leibgott incident and report back on what Speirs’s orders would be. As they spoke, you bit your lip, thinking to yourself. You wanted to taste more of him, and you knew it was risky but if there was a man who had enough discipline to stay straight, it would be Speirs. So, you moved silently forward, once again wrapping your lips around him. From the runner's perspective, nothing changed, but you felt the way his hips jumped up, forcing you to take more of him. He placed his hand on your head discreetly, guiding you at a steady pace as he spoke. The runner was there for only a few minutes but it felt like hours to Ron. All he wanted was to come undone, but he refused to do so in-front of the poor kid, so he dug his nails into his hand and stayed steady.

As the runner was dismissed and finally left the room, Ron scooted his chair back, pulling you along with him. He pulled you off his cock with a shape tug of your hair, forcing you to look at him. “You fucking slut.” He said, watching as you squeezed your thighs together at the degradation, you kept your tongue out, moaning softly at the way he slapped his cock against your tongue. “You get off the the idea of someone knowing you’re on your knees for me? Want them to see how much of a slut you are for my cock?” He asked, not giving you a moment to answer before he buried his cock into your mouth again, moaning at the way you choked. You picked up the pace, bobbing your head faster. He was close, you could tell by the way he started chasing his pleasure with deep thrusts up into your mouth.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum. Gonna be a good girl and swallow it all huh?” He asked, watching as you nodded your head quickly, wanting so badly to taste him. He kept the pace of his thrusts for a little while longer before his hips seemed to stutter, his hand keeping you still on his cock as he cums, shooting his warm load into your throat. You let out a moan as you breathed though your nose, relaxing your throat to swallow every drop he gave you. You kept your mouth around him until he lifted his hand off you, panting softly as he watched you. You wiped your mouth as you sat up, looking up at him before he pulled you up and locked your lips into his, groaning at the taste of himself.

Both of you had a silent understanding that you had a new job requirement, not at all complaining, knowing you’d be happy to assist him whenever he needed.

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