#this was so
“You’re right; for you, I could do something much worse.”
Solutions
Summary: Aaron isn’t so sure about the idea of having sex while you’re pregnant. Luckily, you manage to come up with a solution that works for both of you.
Pairing: Hotch x blank slate Fem!Reader (no use of y/n)
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: smut! 18+ material! Dirty talk, thigh fucking, non-penetrative sex, pregnancy during sexual activities, Aaron kinda goes wild for the pregnancy thing, squirting, oral sex (f receiving), language. Let me know if I missed anything!
A/N: Based off of these tworequests, icon credits to @shyhotch, and beta credits to @laurensprentiss Minors DNI!! Find it on ao3 here, or under the cut :)
Happy reading <3
Satan/Reader
[Explicit, reader is AFAB and is penetrated, noncon/dubcon in both directions, aphrodisiacs/gold hellfire newt syrup, no examples of stunning morality here, this is smut/angst/yearning, if you’re looking for healthy relationships go elsewhere]
For Rosh!!! It’s belated but @obeythebutler please enjoy!!
It’s been an absolute treat to have you as a friend and chat with you,,, you’re so encouraging and it’s such a boost to hear you enjoying my work and my ideas, to say nothing of how fun it is to exchange thoughts with you in general <3
You are a fantastic writer, and even one of the very first I followed on this blog, and if I can give back even a tenth of the happiness I’ve gotten from reading your works with this one, I’ll consider it a job well done!!
..um..so..mhm this is much different than the usual stuff I put out but..
pairings: timeskip!osamu x f!reader / timeskip!suna x f!reader
wc: 0.5k
contains: established relationship (osamu x reader), one-sided pining from suna toward reader, consensual + soft sex, brief hand-holding (suna x reader), safe + penetrative sex, brief jealous!suna, cuck!osamu, one usage of “pretty girl”
warnings: minors dni
Settled in a chair, Osamu tilts his head. “Wait.”
Suna stills above you, his forehead falling to your nape, remaining there. He has you pressed into the bed, on your stomach, keeping your hips up with one hand while the other twists in the sheets by your temple. Your nails bite into the skin of his forearm, and Suna winces.
“You—” He places a kiss on your shoulder as you try to speak “—prick.”