Thinking About Ghost Who's As Good As A Virgin, Only Ever Had Proper Sex Once And He Was Too Big For

Fully headcanon Crosshair to be a David Bowie listener. Idk what it is there's just something about his music that makes me think of @superiorsniper

Prank

So this is a Crosshair one shot I made on my way home from work. So not as much formated as when on my laptop. A TikTok gave me the idea. As seen with the story below the cut. And I just felt like it had to be Crosshair being a bit mushy. Hope you all enjoy it! Tried to keep it genderless.

Rating: Fluffy, lovey dovey fighting

Masterlist

Crosshair prided himself on precision.

Everything he did, his aim, his movements, his calculations for the always perfect shots, was exact, measured, deliberate. He didn’t make mistakes. He didn’t stumble, didn’t fumble, didn’t miscalculate.

So when he grabbed the crates, expecting them to be full and heavy, only for them to collapse in on themselves like a flimsy crate, he immediately knew something was wrong.

He had checked them yesterday. They had been full, fixed in place, solid.

Yet the moment he lifted them, he used too much force, expecting weight that wasn’t there. The momentum sent him stumbling backward, his grip loosening, the crate folding in on itself as it hit the floor.

For a second, there was silence.

Then—

Laughter. Bright, bubbling laughter filled the cargo hold, and Crosshair’s head snapped toward the source of the sound.

Y/N.

You stood a few feet away, hand covering mouth, shoulders shaking, eyes gleaming with pure amusement. "You—" Crosshair started, but you just grinned, barely containing yourself. "I took the screws out."

His eye twitched.

You tilted your head, smirking as you rocked on your heels. "And emptied them."

"Of course you did."

You knew. You had planned this. You had seen him checking them yesterday.

Crosshair’s annoyance flared, not real anger, but that familiar, sharp-edged frustration that only you could pull from him. He took one step toward you.

Your eyes widened. Immediately, you turned to run. But Crosshair was faster. Of curse he is. The master of the agility of a loth cat.

Before you could get even two steps away, he surged forward, catching you with ease. And instead of simply grabbing you...

He tackled you.

But gently. Because even in moments like this, even when he was messing with you, his instincts never let him forget to be careful with you. The one person he cares more for than anyone.

So instead of slamming you into the durasteel floor, he twisted mid-fall, taking the impact himself, making sure you landed safely on top of him. Batley grunting.

You yelped, laughing uncontrollably as you squirmed, trying to free herself from his grip. "Cross, no—!"

"Cross, yes."

You two rolled, you trying to push him off, him keeping you locked in place, shifting so you couldn't slip away. Your laugh filled his ears, bright and warm, fingers digging into his shoulders as you fought half-heartedly. Because the laughing clearly didn't help in your favour.

Crosshair grinned, pressing his forehead against your just enough to make you giggle even more. Making sure he gets as much of tvat sweet melody he can. "You think you’re funny, don’t you?"

You grinned up at him, eyes dancing with mischief. "Of course, I know I am."

He huffed, rolling again so that you are pinned under him this time completly, his arms bracketing you in. Your breath hitched, laughter slowing just slightly, replaced by something softer, something warmer.

Crosshair smirked, leaning down, voice low. "You do realize this means payback, right?"

Your eyes widened slightly, a nervous giggle escaping her. "Wait, Cross, let’s be reasonable-"

"No."

And just like that, his fingers found your sides, pressing just enough to make your shriek. You screamed through your laughter and wheezes, trying to wiggle away, but he didn’t let up, grinning as he mercilessly tickled you, enjoying every second of your desperate attempts to escape.

You had started this. And now, you are going to pay for it.

Reblogs are very welcome and I am open for feedback, as english is not my first language, so maybe my sentences may be weird sometimes, or I write a word wrong even with google, or I use a wrong word for an item.

Tag: @spectacular-skywalker @clonethirstingisreal @sleepycreativewriter @moonwreckd @sskim-milkk @heidnspeak

i drew this while reading the first book and was already loving it <3333

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

pretty noises

 hunter x fem!reader 18+

GIF NOT MINE

wc: 524ish

warnings: unprotected sex, little bit of exhibitionism, little bit of voyeurism, use of good girl, this is trashhhhh, begging, I don’t think theres anything else besides this is hot garbage 

Your breathy moans filled their barracks, barely above the noise of the rain that hit the window. They should all be sleeping but how could they when your sounds of pleasure are sweet coming from under their sergeant. He sure knew they were listening, but he was focused on the way your face looked as he devoured your clit with two fingers in you. 

“All those pretty noises mesh’la you might wake the boys up” Hunter says pulling away for a moment before starting to mark your thighs with love bites. Your walls clenched around his fingers at the thought. “Seems like you might be a little exhibitionist cyar’ika” you couldn’t contain the moan that came out. If they weren’t all hard already that moan did the job. Reaching into the bottom halves of their blacks to stroke their aching lengths may have been a bad thought when it first crossed their minds but to hell with that. All freeing themselves stroking to the sounds of your moans. 

“They’re listening so be a good girl and give them a good show” the words whispered gravelly in your ear before his teeth nipped your earlobe. His thumb found your clit rubbing it to the edge of your first orgasm of the night. He stopped when your body gave its first sign of release. The whine you released was the sound of angels singing to the batch. The babbling of begging Hunter to let you cum had him chuckling.  “I bet if you use your big girl words to beg, I’ll let you cum all over my fingers.”

“Please let me cum sarge” your pleading making each cock in the room twitch in anticipation. He returned to rubbing your clit with his thumb while his mouth explored your breasts leaving marks before taking a nipple in his mouth tugging it between his teeth. That brought you to the edge again, Hunter gave you a nod signaling you have his permission to cum. Your guttural moan filled the barracks, if they weren’t already awake bringing themselves to release that would have woken them up. He positioned himself between your legs, his leaking tip grazed your clit and teased your entrance before his hips snapped into you. He groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. Each thrust into you made you moan louder. Wrecker was the first to indicate being awake and listening when he cursed after releasing all over his hand. The sounds he made after releasing made your stomach flutter. Your legs were wrapped tightly around Hunter as he started thrusting into you faster. The way his cock twitched you could tell he was close. His groans filled your ears while your nails raked down his back. 

“Where do you want me?” his question came out sounding rough but also soft. 

“inside please” the neediness in your voice caused him to come undone, releasing a deep groan in your ear before placing a kiss on your shoulder.

 “When you’re ready for another round doll come to my bunk” Crosshair’s voice broke the moment of silence sending you into a fit of tired giggles.  

Here’s a Sleeping Hunter for your dash 😪

🤫 Don’t wake him u- wait.. what’s that!! It’s… ITS CROSSHAIR WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!! 😭

Can we please normalise tagging posts as character x M! Reader or character x F! Reader. Same with GN! Reader fics because I'm non binary and I can't find any good fics that I can try imagine aren't fem. No hate to people who write for a fem reader but please tag your shit accordingly

How are you so good at hiding your emotions?

Bold of you to assume I have any

candy crush. rex x f!reader. domestic & suggestive, acotar spoilers lol. mdni

“see, look. piece of cake.”

you turn your attention from your book to watch the remnants of the matching game rex is playing. power ups are exploding on the large screen of his ipad. a ‘good job’ floats across the screen in stylized purple.

he’s got one life left, out of five. you look from the screen to him, reach over and pat his forearm.

“that’s nice, honey,” you say. you gaze flits down his exposed chest, then to where the sheets and duvet barely keep him decent. you hadn’t actually been paying attention to when he got into bed, and it doesn’t look like he’s got any underwear on, as you can see his hipbone and the very outside of his v line.

rex smiles. he leans into your space, looking over your shoulder. “hows your book?”

“you know. same as ever. they’re going to have a baby but there’s complications because he has wings and she’s a human. he’s just told his brothers and now everyone needs to make a big deal about it,” you say, bored. you put down your book and instead lift the covers, more interested on figuring out of rex has on bottoms.

“what happened?” you ask, not looking up from where you can see his cock. just flaccid, content under the blankets.

“what do you mean?” rex asks, already engrossed in the next level.

“why no underwear?”

“i was nice and clean from my shower.”

“and is your underwear not nice and clean?”

“well,” rex sets the ipad against his chest. “i was going to come in and romance you into taking off your clothes, but you were occupied with your little fairy boys.”

“they’re fae,” you correct him, meeting his gaze while you let the duvet fall. “you could have interrupted me.”

rex shrugs, picking his ipad back up. “seems like a lot is going on in your book.”

“i’m just reading,” you huff. you dogear your page and set it aside. “i’m sorry i didn’t notice you getting into bed naked.”

“i was standing around naked for a while too,” rex sniffs. “brushed my teeth and everything.”

“well i’m glad you brushed your teeth,” you say. “i’m paying attention now.”

“moment’s passed,” rex says, but he’s fighting a smile as he glances up from his game.

you hum, sliding your hand under the duvet and over his thigh, inching through his pubic hair to feather over his cock. “yeah, right.”

“moment’s passed,” rex repeats, making a match on his ipad. your finger slides through the slit at his tip, and he stirs against your touch.

both of you make eye contact. hold it.

“has it?” you question.

“let me finish this level,” rex says quickly.

“it’s now or never,” you tease, rising to your knees and shimmying the blankets back.

you settle between his thighs. immediately, rex dumps the game on the nightstand, spreading out to make more room for you.

“lock it so i can’t hear that stupid music,” you say, taking a firmer grip around his cock and stroking once.

rex scrambles to do so.