Chapter One | The Prince's Comfort

HEYY!!! Can you maybe write a fic or small drabble where fem!reader wants hobie to hang upside down so they can ‘spider man kiss’.

(also i luv the way you write hobie :P)

Spider Kisses

Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

“What’re you— oh!”

small thingyyyyy, added a little twist tho C:

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“Hobie?” Your voice rang throughout the empty alleyway behind your apartment, light disappearing behind the building wall your lover was currently — decorating.

“Wh— Oh! [Name], babe, come look a’ this.”

You partner turned to you, currently hanging from a suspended pole connecting one building to another.

Webs wrapped around his ankles to keep him hanging upside-down. Left hand holding a green can of spray paint, and right holding a paint ridden cloth.

His shirt was riding up (down?) due to gravity, the small peak of skin covered in different paint streaks that matched the tones the wall was now bearing.

“what’re you doing up there?”

He shook the van again, spraying a little detail onto the mural, then wiping a line through the fresh paint to reveal the colour underneath.

“‘M paintin’, love.”

He turned to you, synthetic eyes wide and emoted.

“C’mere, come try.”

He shook the cloth in a ‘come hither’ motion, paint flecks landing on his shirt. You approached him happily, getting close to his mask-clad face.

“Don’ get too close t’ the fumes now, babe.” You rolled your eyes at his playful tone, turning back towards the art to get your first real look at it.

A low whistle came from behind you, “Nice view.”

“Shut it, bug.”

“Arachnid.”

“Whatever.”

You felt Hobie grab his web, releasing his ankles and dropping down by one arm. His feet hurting the ground with a small scuff.

Taking the first good look at his creation, you noticed how you were the centre of it. A dazzling smile with your features painted in a light you’d never known. He’d made you feel so beautiful.

The colours behind you complimented the shades of your hair and strokes of abstract making your features evermore admirable.

“Jesus, Hobie — this is gorgeous.”

“All you, babe.”

He crowded up behind you, letting his slender hands carter’s the skin along your waist and stomach. His muffled voice dropped low to your ear. “Like this, doll.” His right hand travelled up your arm, sliding over yours and disconnecting to wipe at the fresh paint.

His left hand stayed put against your abdomen, squeezing unconsciously. He handed you the cloth, watching your fingers wrap around the fabric and bringing his hand back to your upper arm, rubbing along your skin in a soothing matter.

“Now drag it along there, yeah? Right where it’s still wet.”

You snorted at the innuendo. Hobie scoffing at your childish thoughts and softly pinching your skin.

“Oh, grow up.”

You refocused, dragging your hand along the shade of purple and blue. Streaking them together and revealing the pink underneath.

“Good, you’re a natural at this point.”

You laughed lightly, turning your head towards his.

“It was one stroke, Hobes.”

He winked, a devilish smirk rising his smile lines. “All it takes wit’ you, ain’t it?”

“Oh my god, you’re crude.”

“Nah baby, ‘m honest ‘s all.”

You brought your hand back towards you looking up at the painting again. "Finishing touches."

You gave him a quick, curious "hmm?", before you felt the cloth leave your hands too fast for you to realise. The "thwip" of his webs alerting you of his methods — right as the sound registered in your head, he had shot another back onto the aforementioned pipe, and reached to swipe at the paint around your hair, melting it into you and making you stand out stark against the cohesive colours. "Looks good, dun' it babe?"

"Uhuh."

He spared you a glance, smiling under his mask at the distracted sound of your voice, when he caught you watching him, and not his painting — he could excuse it.

A thought had breached your head, one that had been popping up ever since you had gone to dimension 1806 with him.

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"Hobie, I'm not a spider person! I can't leave!"

"But I made you a watch?" "

Yes— thank you, I love it. But also that's not the point."

"But the watch.."

"Fuck, fine. Whatever. Don't use that tone on me again."

"Say it's for science."

"Fuck science."

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That day you had found something.. intriguing. A comic. With a rather interesting cover design. Spiderman — not yours — plastered on the front, upside down, with his mask folded up and kissing Mary Jane. It was probably the most romantic thing you'd ever seen. And now you had the chance.

"Baby."

Hobie stopped wiping the excess paint, giving you his full attention. "Yeah doll, what's 'e matter?"

"Can you— do the thing.. you were doing before?"

He gave you a quizzical look, eyes in his mask squinting. "Painting? I'm almost done, sweethear'. Now I just got'a wipe way the—,"

"No.. no, the uhh.. Thing."

"Babe, ya' gon' have ta' be a bit more specific."

"The— upside down thing."

He snorted. Still hanging from his left hand. "Wh— yeah? I can do it, but—,"

"Don't question my decisions, Hobes."

"God damn, sweethear', speak t' me like 'at more often."

You laughed just as he did, glee falling from your lips as you shifted closer to him. He twisted his body to raise his legs above himself, wrapping the webs around his ankles once more.

"Now what—"

You brought your hands up to his spandex covered cheeks, tracing the lines of his cheekbones under the soft skin of your fingers. Tracing your hands higher, you toyed with the lip of his mask. Exposing the skin of his neck and watching his Adams apple bob out of nerve. "Can I?"

"Whatever you want, Luv."

You rolled the mask just past his nose, hooking it over his bridge, surprising him. He opened his mouth to question why you hadn't taken the whole thing off, before your lips stopped him.

He melted into you, your hands stroking over his cheeks and chin.

It was awkward trying to find your position at first, but you both quickly adapted, his hands finding the belt loops of your jeans and tugging you closer to him. You smiled into the kiss and he followed, laughing about how this was the motive to your request.

Your lips disconnected and he grinned like a fool.

"Tha's why?"

"Oh, shut. It was romantic."

He chuckled again, pulling you in for another kiss.

"Never said otherwise, pretty thing."

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phone still broken , just like my heart hastag KIILL ME BOW

that was sarcasm but YIPEEEE HOBIEEEE!!!!!

headcanons? Kokushibo with a innocent princess! reader, like she doesn't really know what demons are but accepts him anyway because he's the only one that makes her heart flutter and swell with love. we need more fluff of him <3333

`` Kokushibo with an innocent princess reader

n.o.t.e.s - We really do need more kokushibo with fic with fluff.

w.a.r.n - no warnings, just lots of fluff

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Kokushibo x princess!reader

w.c - 386

✿ You met Kokushibo when you were traveling to visit one of your cousins nearby. Sitting in your carriage being guarded by guards in and out of the carriage. Before they were attacked by a stray demon, you didn't know what it was or what entity it was, you were just scared for your life. A lifeless guard surrounded you, closing your eyes bracing yourself to be killed, to never feel any pain.

✿ You opened your eyes to see a man wearing a black n purple kimono, holding an odd-looking sword. The man wasn't facing you, you witness the demon turning into dust and going along with the wind.

✿ You were scared for your life at the moment but thankful for the stranger who saved your life. But when he turned around, you were shocked by the three sets of eyes on his face. It was shocking but not scary for you.

✿ He saved your life after all.

✿ His eyes were still odd to you because you never saw them on anyone you met before. But you manage to get used to them, you even found them cute.

✿ Kokushibo would visit you at night, when everyone was asleep, in your chambers when he would give you some charms and bracelets, even kimonos he got for you.

✿ Even though he has a serious demeanor you manage to get through that thick barrier and get to his heart.

✿ Sometimes you guys would cuddle on your bed, till you fell asleep in his arms.

✿ He would be your little bodyguard in the dark, watching you and helping you out when your trouble.

✿ Sometimes you would meet Kokushibo in secret areas of the palace. And you guys would make flower crowns together, though he was in the shadows.

✿ You never minded that Kokushibo was always in a dark place or showed up at night. You just thought he just hated the sun, and you manage to understand that.

✿ He even taught you how to wield a sword, even your father was surprised at your new swordsmanship.

✿ Kokushibo will always be with you even when you are sad, he would be your comfort and your rock.

✿ Sometimes you would purposely wait in the dark for him to come, waiting outside on your balcony to watch him, sometimes you even do a Rapunzel and throw some rope to help him up, even though he can easily get up there.

POV: MIGUEL FUCKS THE SHIT OUT OF YOU

n.o.t.e.s - miguel is so hawt, like i need him inside me like right now.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - perv!Miguel O'hara x fem!reader

w.c. - 540

Working for Miguel in the Spiderman HQ could be hard sometimes, with his demanding nature. Sometimes helping him with missions with villains in different dimensions.

Just his little assistant.

It was hard to fight villains with your revealing spider suit; even swinging with your webs was harder; it would hug all your curves and chest. Getting all types of stares for your suit, it is even risky to walk especially with the cut-out on your suit just exposing cleavage, too low that you almost flash people.

But you were too mindless to figure it out; I mean, Miguel made it just for you. You were really dumb to think that Miguel said the suit was supposed to help you. and you believe it.

You were even too dumb to figure out who was taking your panties.

Imagine perv!miguel just coming into his lab all angry and pent up, and just going crazy on you when he sees you in that little spider suit, and just bending you over the table, just going crazy on you. Just ripping your spidersuit off.

He's pounding into you from behind while your face presses against the table. Just drool covered across your face, as he just plunges into you, just spilling himself into you. Just painting your walls with cum and fucking you full with his cum.

Perv!miguel would hate wearing condoms when he screws you; he just loves how your wall hugs him as he fucks you. But it just makes him feel so good when you clench around him.

Perv!miguel just loves cumming inside you, and covering you with his cum, just makes gets rise out of him and make him horny.

Miguel would love skull fucking you, just using your face and shoving his cock down your throat. His hand just grabs onto your hair; if you wearing makeup, he would love to fuck it up.

Your lipstick just smeared across your cheek, your just drooling on his cock.

Perv!miguel just loves fingering you, even in public events, just under the table, just reaching over you under the table taking off your panties, and fucking you with his thick fingers.

Just you talking would be hard for you, just getting overstimulated by him, just shaking.

Perv!miguel enjoys using vibrators with you, just teasing you, turning it up on high when you're talking with other people. He loves to see you withering and whimpering around him.

He would love when your whiney is just so submissive for him.

Imagine just sleeping; you're deep asleep while Miguel is still awake and horny. Just looking at your sleeping form and he would just start touching you, just fondling your boobs.

Him just fingering you when you sleep, mewling in pleasure. Just waking up to Miguel hunching over you with his huge cock stretching you out as he thrusts into you and dragging it out.

Perv!miguel loves playing with your titties, small or big. He just loves to put his head between your boobs and play with them. Just squeeze them with his rough hands.

He loves sucking on them and tugging at them.

Perv!miguel whispers sweet nothingness into your ear, as he fucks you on his bed.

@everyone and @mutuals:

Y'all I just finished watching episode 8, I'm getting a shirt with Hughie's name and face, with I Love You Hughie on it. Omg, my baby is literally so smart, I love this man.

(let's pretend he didn't fuck the doppelganger)

Percy Jackson and the record of Ragnarok crossover

A part of a draft

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Screams echoed in the caves; thump!

The impact was heard from miles away, the dust spreading out of the caves as the body fell to the floor. With the sound of 2 half-bloods and a satyr falling down a mystical cave. The first to wake up from this predicament was the daughter of Athena, Annabeth. Opened her eyes up to the cave, looking everywhere. Her coughs echoed the empty cave; her clothes were covered in the brown dust staining her camp shirt.

"Where the hell are we?" she muttered

Looked over at her unconscious friends, stained with dust and dirt. As she touched her head and got up, her legs were wobbly and tired from impact, as her leg gave away and fell, then crawled over to her friends, shaking them out. It was obvious that Grover's fake human legs went somewhere else.

Nothing.

She only remembered fighting one of the chimeras with Percy and Grover, then snapped out her thoughts with a scream, throwing her head over to the scream from Grover.

Quickly covering his mouth. "Will you stop shouting" with the aggravated Annabeth? Suddenly the satyr stopped screaming; she took her hand away from his mouth,

She didn't more of her problem racking besides having a now anxious and scared Grover shuddering. "So, you don't know where we are." "Duh! We need to get out of this place quickly."

"We need you to wake up, Percy!" she pointed to his unconscious body, brushing her hair away.

"So please help me wake him up!" with now, the still shuddering satyr shaking the black-haired half-blood-"Come on, Percy!! Wake up," the scared satyr clearly violently shaking the boy, "Please, wake up," shaking him more.

"I know that Percy is a heavy sleeper, but I didn't know he was this difficult!" Annabeth complained, placing her elbow on her thigh in a criss-cross position. "Blue Cookies," the sleeping Percy whispered, "Huh?!" Annabeth and Grover yelled, "I-i can't believe he is thinking of cookies in this situation!" Grover mumbled, munching on a tin can.

"Wait, cookies-did Percy pack cookies in his backpack?" throwing her head back and looking at Grover in awe and hurrying, searching through his backpack.

"Found it!" holding up a Ziploc bag of the blue cookies, her eyes were filled with stars. Walking to Percy, where his body sprawled out due to Grover shaking, Annabeth takes out one of the blue cookies and puts it under his nose; her plan is a success!

Soon the black-haired boy sea green eyes flutter open awake, and immediately grabbed the cookie out of her hand, devouring it. "Oh, hey Anne-," snapping himself at mid-sentence and looked at their surroundings. "Where are we?"

"Don't call me that," she declared, pointing at him accusingly. "-and Grover and I don't know what this place is!" she said, crossing her arms with a piss-off expression. Soon the sound of footsteps echoed in the cave.

With now the quick-thinking daughter of Athena, quickly getting her Yankees baseball cap and dagger with the same response of Percy uncapping his ballpoint pen and turning into the grand celestial sword, Riptide. With the satyr standing up behind the armed half-bloods.

"Whose there?" the yelling male half-Blood placing his posture up in a stance. The footsteps walking towards them as they got louder, as they stood ready to defend themselves from the stranger's surroundings.

As they were ready to pounce at the assumed attacker, they were welcomed by a soft smiling goddess walking in with her godly aura calming them, "Woah, there, let's put down those weapons" surprised by the weapons pointed to you.

Your words and your peaceful demeanor changed their whole suspicious, hesitating weapons downs, except for the blinded-haired girl, with her dagger in hand, "Who are you?" She spat out you.

Your eyes analyzed as they looked like mortals but radiate some godly aura, as you piqued interest in the topic, "No need to be some snappy, little girl, but well, I'm supposed we're in the matter, I'm (Y/N), how about yours?" As a smile cracked your tinted lips.

"I'm Annabeth Chase," the girl announced confidently, still having her dagger in hand, as her head snapped back to her companion's symbolic them to introduce themselves, "Oh-I'm Percy Jackson" the black-haired boy raised his voice, failing to hide the hesitation in his voice bumping his shoulder motioning the dazed satyr.

"A-and I'm Grover Underwood!"

"Interesting.." You mumble out, placing your hand under your chin and pondered about the weird aura pulsing out of them you were thinking of the satyr with the obvious sight of his goat body.

"So, what are-what exactly are you guys?" pointing at them.

"We-" Percy spoke out but stopped looking at his friend to see if it was safe to say, Annabeth and the driver gave him a nod to the question, "We are half-bloods" he declared in confidence, pointing at his chest.

"Woah, wait really!" You exclaimed, "-I haven't seen one in years!" You clapped in excitement.

"Wait what?" Annabeth blurted out, "How can that be, we didn't visit mount Olympus that long ago"

"You visited mount Olympus, how?" stepping closer to the group, "I mean I would have thought that you guys would look a lot bit godly than this, like weak mortals" you clamored.

"Hey!" Percy yelled, "Don't underestimate us, we recovered Zeus's light bolt"

"Woah, you guys did all that, I never knew he lost that thing, holy!"

"Huh?!" they all gasped together, "So you guys never heard of that at all?!"

"Of course not, if I didn't would tell you silly!" you smiled. "Anyways while we're on the topic of who your guy's parents are, I'm curious to know"

"Well, I'm a daughter of Athena" Annabeth announced, "-And I'm the son of poseidon"

"Wait, what? I never knew Poseidon had a child like you; I would've never known; you guys do look different" you grasp Percy's face and look in his eyes, ", especially with those eyes; his own eyes are so cold and so mean."

"Hey, back away from him" she swung her dagger as you dodged the attack back, "Woah, I wasn't trying to make a move on your boyfriend," putting your hands up.

Annabeth sheathed her dagger and crossed her arm, trying to hide the blush spreading through her face, "Anyways, we should get out of this gloomy cave!" you offered

"Why should we trust you?" Percy blurted out.

"-Would you rather stay in this desolated cave?" It seemed perfect timing when they heard a loud roar from the cave's depths.

"Definitely somewhere else," Grover squeaked as the group nodded their heads to the answer.

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The whole group came into the new surroundings, "Woah, where are we?" Grover said in awe. The surrounding was beautiful, from the lush green tree to the bountiful flowers.

"Mount Olympus looks definitely a bit different," Percy commented

"Oh silly boy, we're in Vahalla!"

"Wait, like Vahalla, the one in Norse mythology?" Annabeth squeaked, bewildered.

"Mhm!" you glance at her, "You sure are Athena's kid."

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Annabeth yelled.

hey, bestie! I love your writing, it's just a chef kiss mwah! If I can request a fic! Imagine the reader being kinda of a femme fatale, and popular with her peers because of her beauty. -Coriolanus develops a puppy crush on her when he sees her in the halls, but one day the reader notices him, and talks to him, and after that, he's lovestruck and slowly becomes obsessed with her. Leaving cute notes and flowers at her locker and letters. The rest of the story, you can control and write.

The reader is like Jennifer from Jennifer's body but ignore the succubus part.

thank you love, i love this req sm! 🎀 i tried my best to capture everything as my fics aren’t usually too long !! nsfw 18+ skip if uncomfortable

Coriolanus Snow x Femme Fatal!Reader

Coriolanus Snow, the undeniably charming student at Capitol University, couldn't keep his eyes off of you. He was smitten with your beauty and the alluring way you carried yourself, captivating everyone with your grace and presence.

As the days passed, Coriolanus grew bolder and began leaving cute notes and flowers at your locker, hoping to catch your attention. His heart raced every time he thought of you, and he found himself losing focus during classes, consumed by thoughts of you.

One day, you finally notice him. He's sitting alone in the library, head buried in a book, looking oh-so-adorable. You walk up to him, feeling the weight of your beauty and charm, and strike up a conversation.

You engage in a casual conversation with him, unaware of the effect you're having on him. The more you talk, the more infatuated he becomes. His heart races, and he struggles to maintain eye contact as his thoughts wander towards intimate scenarios involving the two of you.

As the conversation continues, You sense something different about Coriolanus. His eyes are brighter, his voice is softer, and he seems a bit flustered. You sense his longing and desire, and a spark of curiosity ignites within you.

You continue to engage with him, teasing and flirting, unaware of the depth of his affection for you. As the conversation deepens, so does his passion, and he finds himself struggling to keep his desires in check.

Coriolanus is on the verge of confessing his feelings for you, but something holds him back. He wants to express his love, but is too shy and self-conscious. He's torn between his desire for you and his fear of rejection.

Unbeknownst to Coriolanus, you start to feel a strange connection with him. His shyness and hesitation only serve to heighten your curiosity about him. As the conversation winds down, you find yourself wanting more from this enigmatic individual who has captured your attention so thoroughly.

Unbeknownst to Coriolanus, you start to feel a strange connection with him. His shyness and hesitation only serve to heighten your curiosity about him. As the conversation winds down, you find yourself wanting more from this enigmatic individual who has captured your attention so thoroughly.

As the night comes to a close, Coriolanus finally finds the courage to confess his feelings for you. His voice trembles slightly as he tries to find the words to express himself, but finally, he blurts out, " I'm in love with you. "

You stare at Coriolanus, barely able to believe what you're hearing. You are deeply moved by his honesty and vulnerability, and you find yourself falling for him even deeper.

" I'm falling for you too " you whisper, your heart racing in anticipation of what might come next. As the two of you stand there in the silence of the night, you realize that your lives have just irrevocably changed.

The two of you embrace, your bodies pressing together as you share a tender kiss. You can feel the heat and desire radiating off of him, and you know that this moment will be one you'll cherish forever.

" My room is just upstairs " Coriolanus whispers into your ear. His voice is hoarse with desire, and you can't help but shiver at the thought of what might happen next.

As the two of you make your way upstairs, the anticipation and desire building within you both is almost unbearable. The door to your room closes behind you, and the two of you are finally alone together.

Coriolanus kisses you deeply, his tongue seeking entry into your mouth as his hands roam over your body. Heat surges through you as he pushes you against the door, pinning you there with his strength and desire.

You moan into the kiss, arching your back against him. Your fingers tangle in his hair as you pull him closer, needing more of his touch. The feeling of his skin against yours is electrifying, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of your being.

As if he's reading your mind, Coriolanus's hands begin to explore the most intimate parts of your body. His fingers dance over your sensitive skin, teasing and tantalizing until you're ready to beg for more.

Finally, Coriolanus moves his mouth from your lips to your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin as his fingers continue their journey. You gasp and arch your neck into his mouth, wanting more of his touch. This is a feeling unlike anything you've ever known before.

You gasp as Coriolanus undoes his pants, freeing his aching erection. He positions himself between your legs, his eyes locked onto yours as he slowly positions against your entrance.

" Please " you whisper, your voice trembling with need. " I want you. "

Coriolanus pulls back, only to thrust forcefully inside you, hitting your sweet spot with a force that steals your breath.

His fingers digging into your hips, his mouth trailing kisses down your neck, his hips moving in a punishing rhythm that drives you to the brink.

" Come for me " he demands. Your body shudders, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Your name, a moaned plea, falls from his lips as he feels your walls clenching around him.

" Coriolanus... " You whisper his name, your voice hoarse from the intensity of the moment. He groans, his body shuddering as he releases himself into you, filling you completely.

Ik it ain’t valentines day anymore but can we have a valentines day pt2 with butcher, frenchie and a-train?? Ps i love how you write. Always so accurate :)

Part 2 of the Valentines Drabbles/Headcanons - requested >3

n.o.t.e.s - Since it's still February, we're still in the month of love !>3 P.S thank you so much anon, I'm really happy that you enjoy my writing! >3

w.a.r.n - Some nsfw, fluff, and just pure love.

w.c - 686

Billy butcher

❀ Billy would surprise you with flowers like roses, a box of chocolates, sweets, and a bunch of valentines-themed and your favorite biscuits.

❀ He would definitely surprise you with a homemade dinner (It he is a good cook ngl).

❀ You guys would spend valentines day watching a movie, snuggling each other for warmth, as you guys would just enjoy both of each other's company.

❀ He would definitely take you on a good date, with just the two of you, it wouldn't be like a fancy restaurant but like a comfortable, family-type restaurant, just a casual one.

❀ He would gift you your favorite flowers or a cute necklace.

❀ To be honest, I feel like even with butcher's strong guy facade, I feel like he is just a soft baby, that just needs love.

NSFW

❀ Billy would definitely be into vanilla (BUT HEAR ME OUT) He would be really vulnerable with you, it would really give the same energy as how butcher found Rebecca.

❀ He would handle you with care, like your a piece of glass, he just doesn't want to lose you like Rebecca. He would take his time with you also, and coax you.

❀ Passion sex with you, #handlewithcare >3

❀ The butcher would be into a breeding kink, like making his little family with you like after he handles Vought. Just the both of you and your children living in a comfortable house, just basking with each other until death.

❀ Aside from being vanilla, he would also be dominant yk, being that fellow that would take anywhere, I swear, idk he would just be a freak tbh.

Frenchie

✿ Now Frenchie would definitely surprise you with all your favorite things flowers and chocolates.

✿ He would surprise you with your favorite dinner, and also surprise you with breakfast in bed, and also would just surround you with love and hugs + cuddles :)

✿ Frenchie would just serenade you with songs and give some pet names and fawning words in french.

✿ Frenchie would have a little date with you in your apartment, with a candle-lit romantic dinner, with you guys basking in each other's love and presence.

Nsfw

✿ Frenchie would be into vanilla sex, I feel he wouldn't be dominant like that, maybe vulnerable (?) with passion.

✿ He would definitely love when you ride him, that shit would just make him go crazy tbh.

✿ Frenchie would just love when you handle him, you would be the romantic one in the relationship. I feel he would definitely be into some voyeurism, idk I feel he would be a secret freak tbh.

✿ He would love getting head from you, would def make him go crazy and zooming fr.

A-train

✽ He would surprise you with flowers and your favorite thing, just the same valentine's thing you would surprise anyone with, he would also buy you a necklace and some of your favorite shoes or clothes (or anything else)! >3

✽ He would watch a romantic maybe scary movie with you, as you guys cuddle.

✽ Take you out to a restaurant, (he would definitely don't know how to cook), and he would surprise you with some gifts and goods.

✽ He would also slow dance with you as your guy's favorite song plays in the background as you guys give each other loving stares and pet names + cues.

Nsfw

✽ Okay, first let's first forget and pretend that a-train does not have a foot fetish and liked his toes getting sucked, but if you're into that, you can do you, I don't judge yk. 😳

✽ He would definitely be a freak, be into voyeurism maybe even exhibitionism, like imagine you both getting ready for your dinner date, and he is just really horny and take you on your dresser.

✽ Your just fucked out with blissed, basking in the moment of pleasure. -and he's just like asking to suck his toes (jk) or unless.

✽ We know a-train is a freak tbh, he wouldn't mind being vanilla with you.

𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘/𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘'𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐆𝐅 + Drabbles

n.o.t.e.s - This has been floating around my head for months.

w.a.r.n - Sexual themes - exhibitionism and bits of voyeurism, dirty money, and fluff.

p.a.i.r.i.n.g - Kenny x rich!fem reader

w.c. - 603

★ Kenny in this story is 18+. So don't attack me.

★ The Reader is 3 years older than Kenny.

★ SFW

You would be a literal angel sent from heaven for Kenny and Karen, a guardian for both of them.

You help them with their financial problems, help them buy groceries and food, and visit them to see that there okay, even with buying them clothes.

Their parents would definitely enjoy you visiting them and helping out.

Kenny would definitely brag about you to his friends.

POV: When Kenny is bragging about you, I would feel Eric should definitely be annoyed, "WE GET IT, KENNY!" just basically screaming at him.

Imagine you and Kenny walking into the school as the 'it' couple.

You would take him out to the different types of restaurants, just basically spending money on him, like who wouldn't.

Imagine Kenny's face lighting up from all the good food he ate, literally shoving that food down his throat.

Karen would love to be around you; you would be her idol. She would draw pictures of you and show you with admiration. You both would be total best friends though despite the obvious age difference.

★ NSFW

Being Kenny's Sugar Mommy would definitely be a perk; you have him in your hands, especially in his state of the class.

He would be just a phone call away.

Imagine being his SM, and your in your office just feeling pent up and wanting a release, and you had him take a right on your desk. Your moans are audible while you are basically half-dressed, your clothes on the floor, your eyes feeling heavy as he just cummed into you.

Money would just be paper toys with you; you would always take Kenny shopping and buy him cute little gifts from expensive shops, Gucci, Prada, Louis Vuitton, Dior, and Hermes.

You would shower him with beautiful clothing, and gifts basically making him your own Ken doll. Every time you saw him wearing the clothing you bought him, you just wanted him to fuck you right there and there, even in the dressing room.

⭑ Imagine you and Kenny were in a luxurious clothing store, and Kenny came out looking pretty and handsome and making you so fucking horny, and you just forced him back in the dressing room. The staff thought nothing wrong, but you guys were fucking inside the dressing room, just milking him dry. As you guys pulled in a heated makeout.

He withdraws from his muttering, "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Just shut up and make me cum" you whispered.

Then you guys finished, as you just pulled out your black card, paid for the items, and left with a big smile at Kenny while Kenny was flustered.

Imagine this, appearing out of nowhere, where you saw Kenny just hanging out with his friends and walking up to them, stealing Kenny from his group to suck him off in a random bathroom.

⭑ Your head bopping down on his dick, as your down on your knee, having him all disheveled. His whimpering and moaning just make you weak and wet. When he's reaching his orgasm, you just teasingly start licking his tip, pumping him. Just looking at him innocently as you jerked him.

As you slowly took off your panties, lowering yourself down on him, making him needy while he gripped your waist. Wrapping your hands around him as he thrust inside of your moist cunt.

Clapping sounds, moaning, and whimpering was heard in the bathroom.

Kenny would be submissive when you are near; he is your little plaything.

Kenny would worship everything about you; it would be an honor for him to screw you or even look at your body.

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✩ Rules

(WILL DON'TS)

No weird requests (ex: fetishes)

I only write for female readers

Don't pressure me to write a fanfic, that will earn you a block.

✩ WILL DO'S

I'll write for any race.

I can write for fluff and smut.

Headcanons and Drabbles

Anymore fandom I have listed and more I have written for.

✩ Fandoms I will write for right now

Demon slayer/ Kimestu No yaiba, South Park, Gen V, Scream, various Slashers, and across the spider-verse.