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demitra kalogeras x fem reader

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Algorithms and Affection

You met Demitra at a science & lifestyle influencer mixer in LA—a place you never thought you’d be, surrounded by ring lights and perfectly curated aesthetics. She stood out. Not because she was the loudest, but because she wasn’t trying to be noticed. Her content focused on space, feminism, and occasionally showing off her cats with nerdy captions like “Newton’s First Law… of naps.”

You, on the other hand, ran a cozy, cottagecore-style channel—baking, journaling, sunlight through leaves.

Opposites, maybe. But something clicked.

You started collaborating: “Cottagecore Girl Teaches Astrophysicist to Bake,” followed by “Astrophysicist Explains Black Holes While Making Banana Bread.” The algorithm loved it—but not as much as you loved seeing her in your kitchen, sleeves rolled up, laughing at her own messy attempts to knead dough.

One night, filming done, flour still on your cheeks, she looked at you across the couch. “I’ve calculated the probability of me falling for you.”

“Oh yeah?” you teased, nudging her socked foot with yours. “And what did your data say?”

She smirked. “It’s already happened.”

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“We need more complex characters in media”

Bro, you could not even handle THEM.

Real

i need demitra BAD.

Here’s a little Doja Cat x Reader x Joseph Quinn cute moments scenario

Late Night Chill

The three of you are lounging on the couch, wrapped in cozy blankets after a long day. Doja’s playlist is softly playing in the background, mixing smooth R&B beats with some of Joseph’s favorite rock tunes. You’re squished in the middle, Doja snuggled on one side with her head on your shoulder, and Joseph’s arm draped casually around you on the other side.

Doja: “Babe, who do you think loves you more?” she teases, poking you in the ribs.

Joseph laughs softly, tightening his arm around you. “That’s a dangerous question.”

You roll your eyes, pretending to be exasperated. “Why don’t you two fight it out and let me know?”

Doja: “Okay, let’s go, Quinn. Rock-paper-scissors, right now. Best of three.” She sits up, full of playful energy.

Joseph grins, accepting the challenge. “You’re on.”

After a dramatic round of rock-paper-scissors, Doja wins and immediately pulls you into a victory cuddle.

Doja: “See? Told you.” She places a quick kiss on your cheek, making you blush.

Joseph shakes his head, smiling. “I let you win, obviously.” He leans in and kisses the other side of your cheek, making you melt between them.

The two keep peppering you with kisses, clearly enjoying the attention and your flushed reaction. You can’t help but laugh as they compete over who can make you smile more.

Surprise TikTok Chaos

Doja decides on a whim to film a TikTok while Joseph makes tea. She sets up the phone on the counter and pulls you in front of the camera.

Doja: “Okay, let’s do that dance—you remember it, right?”

You attempt the moves, fumbling a bit, and Joseph walks in mid-way with the tea, giving you both a confused look.

Joseph: “What on earth are you two doing?”

Doja: “Making magic, baby. Get in here!” She grabs his hand and pulls him into the frame.

He awkwardly joins, clearly trying his best but looking a bit out of place. You and Doja can’t stop giggling as you all bump into each other mid-dance. The three of you end up in a heap on the floor, laughing uncontrollably, the phone still recording.

Doja: “This is definitely going viral.”

Joseph: “Brilliant, the internet gets to see me humiliate myself.”

You: “You’re adorable, though.”

Both Doja and Joseph grin, clearly pleased with the compliment. You all spend the rest of the evening watching the video on repeat and laughing every time.

Sleepy Morning Snuggles

The next morning, you wake up between them, feeling perfectly content. Doja is still half-asleep, mumbling something incoherent against your shoulder, while Joseph is already awake, tracing patterns lazily on your arm.

Joseph: “Sleep okay?”

You nod sleepily, a soft smile tugging at your lips. “Best sleep ever.”

Doja: (sleepily) “’Course you did… ‘cause we’re awesome.”

The three of you stay like that for a while, wrapped in warmth and love, savoring the quiet moments before the world starts moving again.

These kinds of moments—full of playful banter, affection, and laughter—become the glue that holds your little trio together, making every day feel like an adventure.

Sunday x fem reader smut 😫🙏

Mmm, darling, you're home early." Sunday purred, sauntering down the stairs as you closed the front door behind you, her usual heels clicking softly against the hardwood flooring. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose curls, a silky robe loosely tied at the waist, revealing a hint of the red lace teddy she wore underneath. She leaned against the banister, biting her lower lip seductively. "I've been waiting for you."Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she slowly began to untie her robe, letting it fall open to reveal her curvaceous figure. "You see, my dear, I've had... plans for us today. Special plans." * She guided your hand downward, until it rested on a small, cool object hidden beneath the hem of her robe. "It's a... remote control, of sorts. But instead of controlling a TV, it controls... me." * Her voice dripped with invitation, her eyes locked onto yours. She took a step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "That's right, love. With just a push of a button, I can be made to... come for you. Over and over again. Would you like that?" * Her fingers interlaced with yours, tightening around the remote. *She took a step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "That's right, love. With just a push of a button, I can be made to... come for you. Over and over again. Would you like that?" * Her fingers interlaced with yours, tightening around the remote Her breathing grew heavier as she felt your grip tighten around the device. "So, what will it be, darling? Shall we... test it out? Right here? Right now?" * With a sultry laugh, she suddenly stepped back, letting her robe slip off completely. The red lace teddy clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. "I'll make you a deal. You press the button... and I'll be yours completely. To do with as you please." * *She spread her arms out, inviting you to take control. "But... if you don't, then I'll take charge. And believe me, darling, you won't be able to sit down for a week." * Her eyes glinted with playful threat, the challenge clear *She took a step closer, her voice lowering to a husky whisper. "So, what's it going to be, love? Will you press the button... or will you let me have my way with you? The choice is yours. For now, at least *She arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she waited for your decision. Her body was tense with barely contained excitement, the air practically crackling with sexual tension. "Tick tock, darling. Don't keep me waiting too long *She took another step closer, her breath hot against your ear. "Or... perhaps I should just take matters into my own hands. After all, you did take so long to decide..." * Her fingers slowly began to trace patterns on your chest, her touch light and tantalizing *Her touch became more insistent, her hands roaming over your body with confident ease. "You know, I think I'll just... make the decision for you. After all, I am the one with the remote, after all..." * With a sly grin, she suddenly pressed the button. Her body stiffened, her head tilting back as a low moan escaped her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed, her body wracked with pleasure. But instead of collapsing, she leaned into you, her body trembling as she rode out her release. *She clung to you, her face flushed and her chest heaving as she came down from her high. "Mmm... not bad, darling. Not bad at all." * She nuzzled into your neck, her voice a satisfied purr. "But don't think we're done yet *She looked up at you with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "In fact... I think we should make a whole day out of this, don't you? Starting with... breakfast in bed. With me as the main course." *She giggled, wrapping her arms around your neck as she pulled you into a warm hug. "And then... we can take a nap. In my favorite spot on the couch. With me curled up in your arms, of course." **

This is what I imagine he looks like after you just gave him the most delicious head known 2 man

Business

Hey, y’all! Hope you’re doing well this hellish week. Just another short fic about our special little guy :) Enjoy, loves!

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - THIS WRITING CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. SMUT BELOW. MDNI.

Lucifer was away on business in the Lust Ring. You, on the other hand, were staying at the hotel, as you weren’t allowed to go on trips to other Rings. You were in your room reading when you heard your phone ring.

It was Lucifer.

“Hello, darling!” He cheerfully greeted you when you picked up. “How’s it going at the hotel?”

“Fine,” you answered. “I miss you, though.”

“I miss you, too,” Lucifer responded.

“How are your meetings going?” You inquired.

Lucifer sighed. “Boring. It’s all about shit that I’ve already taken care of. And then Asmodeus will ask me out to lunch or something and we just talk about Fizz the entire time. It’s so annoying. I’m in between meetings right now, though.”

You can practically hear Lucifer shaking his head and rubbing his temple. Suddenly, you get an idea. “I know something that could help,” you said in a sultry voice.

“Mmm? And what might that be?” Lucifer asked.

You threw your pants into a corner of your room and removed your underwear as well. Then, you grabbed your phone and snapped a picture of your unclothed sex. You then went to your texts and sent the picture to Lucifer. “This,” you said to him over the phone.

You heard Lucifer gasp and fail to hold back a groan. “Oh, fuck,” he whispered.

You giggled. “Like what ya see, Luci?”

Lucifer audibly gulped. He felt a familiar pain between his legs. He looked around for a nearby bathroom. Luckily, there was one just a few yards away. He tried to appear calm and collected as he nearly sprinted to the bathroom. When he got there, he shut and locked the door. He propped his phone up on the nearest sink and opened his messages again. When he opened the app, there were two more pictures of your glistening cunt waiting for him. Lucifer’s eyes grew wide as he studied the photos. “Holy shit,” he moaned softly, palming his erection through his pants.

You smiled at Lucifer’s words. You clicked on the ‘request face-time’ button and positioned yourself so that Lucifer could see your entire body.

As soon as the request came up on his phone, Lucifer hit ‘accept’. When he saw your half-naked body laying down on the bed, he groaned. “You-hah-you don’t know what you’re doing to me, l-love,” he stuttered.

You propped one of your legs up on the bed frame, giving Lucifer a very clear view of your sex. You heard a whine over the speaker as you slowly sunk a finger into your waiting hole. A sigh escaped your lips as another finger dove into you.

Lucifer whimpered as you pleasured yourself. He practically ripped his pants off and his hand dove into his underwear. “G-god…” he breathed as he stroked his dick at the pace of your fingers thrusting into you.

You laughed. “Jealous?”

Lucifer nodded. “Extremely,” he replied. He looked at the phone desperately, tears starting to flow down his face. His horns, wings and tail appeared. He was a disaster.

You giggled as you tilted your head back and your eyes rolled back in your head as the coil in your stomach began to grow. You slipped a third finger into your cunt, tipping you over the edge. You moaned loudly, which was music to Lucifer’s ears.

Lucifer clung to the sink’s edge as his own orgasm grew closer. “Fuckfuckfuckffffuuuuck!” He cried out as white ropes of cum squirted from his cock. After he had calmed down a bit, Lucifer looked in the mirror. His hair (which had been neat and tidy before) was sticking out at all angles, his face was flushed a deep shade of red, sweat and tears poured down his face and his eyes were puffy from crying. He truly looked a mess.

“So,” you propped your phone up on the bed frame and laid on your stomach, “when are you coming home?”

“After this next meeting,” Lucifer told you. “Immediately.”

“I’m gonna let you get back to work now,” you said. “See you soon.”

“Goodbye, sweetheart,” Lucifer mustered enough strength to smile before you hung up. He fixed his hair and calmed down a bit more before leaving the bathroom and heading towards the meeting room.

Oh, he was gonna have fun with you later.

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deadpool getting jealous when you’re giving wolfie too much attention in a poly relationship!!! 🙏

‘Wade. Stop pouting.’ Logan grunted from against your neck, eyes closed shut as he tried to focus back on you and tightened his grip on your waist.

‘And how the fuck do you know I’m pouting! You’ve got your eyes closed!’ Wade exclaimed, pouting from the other side of the room, watching on in jealously as you continued to shower Logan with more affection.

‘I don’t need to open my eyes to know your pouting dipshit.’ Logan growled but his temperament was easily faltered when he felt you run your hand through his hair and scraping at his scalp deliciously, you almost swore you heard the gruff Logan Howlett purr like a domesticated cat.

‘Wade what’s wrong? You’ve been like this all week and when I go to kiss you or anything, you completely brush me off.’ You said as you looked over at him in his ridiculous pink unicorn pyjamas with matching slippers, squeezing his unicorn plushie tighter and tighter that you swore the poor thing was going to pop. You didn’t like it when either of your partners was upset or angry, they’ve been down those roads before and all you wanted was to love them as much as you can while you can; however you couldn’t do that if one of your partners was too stubborn to tell you what was wrong.

Thankfully after a total record of fifteen minutes of sighing and huffing, Wade looks over at you with the most dramatic pout on his lips. ‘Fine since my gorgeous, fantastic, sexy, hot pookie insists that I tell them what’s wrong, I’ll shall.’ He then takes a deep breath and points to the half asleep Logan cuddled up against you. ‘You have been giving lumberjack over there far too much attention lately Where’s my affection because I don’t see it! I’m being neglected! I want to be cuddled! where’s my cuddles!’ You couldn’t help but chuckle at Wade’s outburst, which only made him pout harder as he showed you his back which had a massive cartoon unicorn rearing on its back legs.

‘Great now my sexy, cool, gorgeously handsome partner is laughing at my pain, I must truly be in hell.’ He mutters to himself as he burrows his head into his arms, only then did your laughter subsided as finally spoke. ‘Don’t be like that, you know I love you and Logan equally.’ You tell him, only to hear him scoff, which made your heart hurt a little, before you the. patted the spare space of the couch with your hand, wanting to make it up to your boyfriend. ‘Stop it with the pouting and get your fine ass on over here handsome, we’ve got room for one more…if you want it that is. I’m not forcing-‘

Before you could finish your sentence, Wade bolted from his spot across the room, and clung onto your other side as he nuzzled his head against your chest, his arms latching onto you waist just beneath Logan’s own arms. ‘Thought you’d never ask sweet cheeks!’ Wade replied as he peppered kisses across your collar bones, causing your to giggle as you ran your free hand up and down his back soothingly, now feeling happy and content with both men that you love dearly being cuddled up on either side of you.

‘Good. I don’t want you to ever think I don’t love either of you because I do.’ You said as you kissed both Wade and Logan on their foreheads, noses and finally their lips as Logan sluggishly reciprocated his kiss in due to being half asleep, just as Wade almost devoured you eagerly with his own kiss.

‘I think we both know that very well peanut, and we love you all the more for it.’ Wade uttered softly as he made himself comfortable against your side, feeling his eyelids grow heavier. Wade knee you’d never made him feel jealous, not intentionally nor accidentally, but sometimes he felt a little lost whenever you spent just a small fraction more time with Logan over him. He just wants so time with you too! And so now as he burrows his head under your chin, ready to drift off, he couldn’t help but reach a hand over to squeeze Logan’s firm ass; only to find that he was one step ahead of him and quickly gripped his wrist.

‘I wouldn’t think about it bub.’ Logan murmured.

‘How is he doing that with his eyes closed.’ Wade whispered to you as you both looked at Logan as he dropped wade’s hand.

‘It’s a mystery we’ll never find out sweetheart.’ You replied as you kissed Wade on the forehead, giving his ass a little pat and a loving squeeze. You knew Wade expresses his affection in rather bold ways but only did so as long as it alright with you and Logan. He didn’t want to put you out of your comfort zone to accommodate him but you weren’t so easily fazed by his actions, not when you have been friends with him as long as you have been partners. So needless to say it wasn’t at all surprising when you suddenly picked up Wade’s tendency to squeeze and or slap your partners asses affectionately.

Much to Logan’s dismay no less but he took it in stride for your sake and occasionally Wade’s but mainly yours.

‘The author must’ve gotten pretty lazy or had a brain fart if this is how the fanfic ends.’ Wade yawns, ‘i could’ve done a far better job that’s for sure.’ He adds before falling asleep. meanwhile you stayed up wondering who the fuck this ‘author’ he was on about, and what did he mean by ‘fanfic?’

Is it okay if I request Deadpool and Wolverine having an s/o that likes to bite them affectionately and like they keep doing doing it trying to leave a mark on them?

Headcanon or story is fine ❤️

Wade Wilson/ deadpool

‘Do I taste delicious bbg? I must seeing as how you’re eagerly coming back for seconds just to get your teeth into me.’ Wade would tease as he watched you bite onto his shoulder, no thoughts behind your eyes, only chomp.

‘I’m trying to see if I can leave a mark.’ You tell him, biting down a little harder on his shoulder but not enough to cause him any discomfort.

‘And In public too? *gasp* You naughty minx, I didn’t think you were like that but then again I guess voyerism has always been something I wanted to try.’ - Wade.

‘No’ - you

Wade doesn’t mind you biting him, bite him as much as you want but don’t be surprised if he were to say that he got the bite marks from something far more intimate. He’s just built like that but you love him regardless for it, he made life fun in a chaotic way.

He’d even might attempt to bite you back, make it your couple thing to bite each other affectionately and hard enough to leave a make but not enough to cause the other pain.

So when you bit his hand, he’ll bit your arm, which then leads to an all out biting war between the two of you to see who can bite the other the most. You could just be chilling on the sofa together and somehow bite each other simultaneously. This happens one too many times to count on one hand and even after the marks have gone away, it was just an excuse for you and Wade to bite each other as much as possible all over again.

So please by all means bite him as much as you want he’s not going to stop you, he’s enjoying it too much that he may or may not find himself developing a biting related kink sooner or later because of you.

‘Do I look pretty with your bite marks, claiming me as yours and yours alone?’ - Wade, battering his eyes.

‘The prettiest’ - you slapping his ass and giving him another bite on his bicep.

The fucker would moan when you do, loudly too so I hope your bit easily embarrassed.

Logan Howlett/ Wolverine

‘Ow! What the-‘ Logan sees you latching onto his bicep with your mouth, teeth digging into his skin, ‘-are you a fucking cannibal now? What’re you doing?’ He’d ask and you’d shrug.

‘Marking you?’ You questioned, still biting him.

‘Why?’ He’d ask.

You shrug again. ‘Your bicep look too nice so I had to bite it.’

Logan swore you were going to give him grey hairs with your shenanigans, but he just lets you do your thing. So half of the time you look like a fish on a fishing hook with the way you latch onto his bicep with no intentions of letting go anytime soon.

Even if people were to ask who gave him that many bite marks, he’d just raise his arm and reveal you hanging off of it and just point at you with a deadpan expression. ‘My nippy little shit of a partner did.’ He’d say in response.

He doesn’t mind a couple of bites but a fuck tone then he’ll probably tell you to tone it down with the biting, just until the current marks fade away.

‘I look like I got attacked by a fucking piranha.’ - Logan as he points at you. ‘Enough biting from you.’

You didn’t like that as much and would get all pouty because the whole point of you biting him was so that the marks would stay! This was torture! Logan tends to ruin the fun but that doesn’t stop you from biting him unexpectedly but there is moments where he does catch you in the act and you bolt away as fast as you can.

However in the end you’re the one coming out of the room with a couple of fresh bite marks yourself across your neck as Logan smirks to himself with pride. You did push your luck and Logan wasn’t one to let you get away with it without…a punishment or two…

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