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cybrasigilism · 12 days ago

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do a dae ho x reader x thanos, where they both are trying to do outlandish stuff to get the readers attention on them and not the other. they're both so goofy at times

This Means War (Kang Dae-ho/Thanos X F! Reader)

warning: no smut! | not proofread | lowercase intended | OOC (bc daeho and thanos don’t really interact in the series) | love triangle(?) | this is my interpretation of these characters, please be respectful even if my opinions on the characters differ from your own

characters: kang dae-ho (player 388), thanos/choi su-bong (player 230)

A/N: this may be the most entertaining fic i’ve written yet! thank you so much for the brilliant request, i’ve tried my best to make it an enjoyable read for you all! this is a mixed POV story so apologies for the confusion as it reads, i wanted to try something different but if this was too much of a confusing read i likely won’t do this style of fic very often. AND ik its short, i’m so sorry, but this is only the beginning of this story (if you guys like it)

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dae-ho was sure he’d never seen someone quite so captivating in all his life. the moment you grabbed his attention from across the room at the very beginning of the games, he knew he had to get to know you. whether it was the way your face managed to light up the dark atmosphere of the common area, or the way you carried yourself in a calm, collected, self assured manner amongst all the uncertainty; he fell head over heels effective immediately.

unfortunately for dae-ho, he wasn’t the only one who seemed to have noticed you. thanos had clocked you the minute people started filing out from their bunks, and he felt things right then that he hadn’t felt for anyone before. he was totally drawn to you, it was almost as if he knew he had to stake his claim on you sooner rather than later, lest someone make their move first. he would be damned if he lost his chance with the most gorgeous girl he’d ever laid his eyes on to some random.

as for you, you were spending more of your time focusing on your current situation rather than scouring the location for potential suitors. you didn’t notice any familiar faces, to be honest you were kind of relieved at that. you would have been embarrassed to see a colleague or a friend there, knowing full well the predicament that you must have been in to even consider joining these sketchy games. you maintained a level head up to the point where you were all led to this photo center like cattle, taking photos for whatever reason before entering the first game. just as you were joining a line to take your photo, you heard someone call out your number out of nowhere.

“sẽnorita!” the same voice called out once again this time followed quickly by a whistle, causing you to turn your head and see this purple-haired guy with a crowd of people surrounding him. “i’ve got room for one more here, c’mon!” he beckoned for you to join the cramped circle. you felt your face contort into a concerned expression before simply turning away and joining a line far away from whatever that was. you could still feel that guy look at you for a quick moment, but when you glanced in his direction, he was long gone.

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this first game, Red Light Green Light, was not anything like what you or anybody else were expecting. when the rules stated that players who moved would be eliminated, you didn’t conclude that that meant they would be assassinated. poker face be damned, you could feel your body vibrate every time that creepy doll turned her head back round to face the players, eyes scanning for even the slightest bit of movement. the next time you were all allowed to move forward, this tall, dark haired guy moved in front of you almost deliberately. when you all froze again you noticed he had his hand extended out to you behind his back, with his mouth covered you could hear him whisper “just stay close to me, okay?” you waited before that damned dolls head was turned around again before you grabbed his hand and the two of you took off.

once you both crossed the finish line, you looked up at your mystery saviour. “thank you for doing that..” you said, voice noticeably shaken from all the death you witnessed, and were still witnessing. he looked down at you and smiled. “of course, anything for you.” that last part warmed your heart, it was nice to know you had already found someone you could rely on in these trying new circumstances of yours. you let your gaze shift off subconsciously and noticed that purple headed guy from earlier, staring daggers at the man who had just essentially saved your life.

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after the surviving players returned to the common area, cast their vote, and split off back to their beds, thanos made a b-line for dae-ho, looming over his bed to which dae-ho quickly took notice.

“that was some lame shit you pulled.” dae-ho had never been so perplexed at another person in his life. “what’re you talking about?” he asked, earning a laugh from the quirky stranger. thanos kneeled down, making eye contact with dae-ho now. “you know damn well, 388,” he started, spitting out dae-ho’s number as though it were a dirty word. “swooping in, acting like the hero for that chick.” dae-ho looked unamused, trying to be unassuming about the whole ordeal. “i don’t know what you think this is, i was just trying to keep somebody alive-“

“i didn’t ask what you were trying to do, did i?” thanos interrupted, getting closer to dae-ho now. “just know this. she’s mine. so i wouldn’t waste my time if i were you.” dae-ho held back a laugh, before looking his newfound opponent up and down. “that’s funny, the feeling didn’t seem mutual when she gave you the cold shoulder during photos.” thanos scoffed, turning away in an attempt to keep his cool. “whatever man, she’s just playing hard to get.” his voice trailed off at the end, when he clocked you sitting in your own bunk, knees to your chest.

“yeah, i don’t think that’s true.” dae-ho stated, getting up out of his bed, and patting thanos on the back. “i get that you’re probably used to having girls fall over themselves for you, so it’s definitely shocking when someone like that doesn’t give you a second look.” dae-ho’s slight smugness about the whole ordeal left thanos speechless, watching with seething rage as dae-ho made his was over to where you were sat. he knew that the games weren’t the only thing he wanted to win over now. he knew he was certainly not going to let dae-ho captivate your heart so easily, and he knew that he was definitely not going down without a fight.

dae-ho knew something too: he now knew he had to keep you safe from thanos because something inside told him that if that maniac was capable of inadvertently killing random people in order to advance in the first game, there was no telling the lengths he would go to gain your attention. he made a vow to himself to never let you out of his sight while you were in your current situation. over his dead body would he let someone like thanos prevail.

the two of them both made a nemesis that day, each one swearing that they could get to you before the other did. they now knew it was about more than just the games.

they now knew that this meant war.

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apologies again for the length, or lack there of, of the fic! if anything i want to make this multiple parts but i understand if the format of this particular fanfiction is too confusing, and again i am sorry for that! just wanted to experiment :)

as always, advice and constructive criticism on how i can improve my writing are appreciated and requested!

have a splendid day/night lovelies 😙

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frankcastleonlyfans · 7 months ago

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

pairing: dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader au

summary: your son maegon visits his sick old uncle, viserys, and end up learning the story of how you met your husband.

author's note: look who's back... this story was based off two asks, this one, and another one asking how daemon and mom!reader met. and now mom!reader is officially dornish!!!! i will not be making descriptions of her features in the future, but just know that mom!reader is poc. i hope you guys enjoy this story. it feels good to write again.

warnings: none ig

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It is sad when a family member gets sick and you know there's nothing you can do about it. So when your brother-in-law fell ill, it came the time you had to explain to your children that King Viserys wouldn't be the same he once was. The hard part was trying not to scare them with the thought of losing their uncle.

The news brought sadness to Alyssa's and Rhaegon's hearts, but Maegon was the most affected one. He felt the necessity of doing something for his beloved uncle so that even though the King now lay indisposed, he could still feel loved. Your son was old enough to realize that besides Helaena, Viserys' kids did not care for him. That made him sad. Rhaenyra lived in Dragonstone, and for so she couldn't give the attention her father deserved.

The boy had the idea of asking Queen Alicent to let him pay some company for King, during the evenings where he would like someone to talk to. As she needed a break from the sick man herself, she would let Maegon take over her place wherever she felt like it. Which was, almost every evening.

During one of those evenings, Prince Daemon thought it would be nice to see what his brother and son talked about. Mostly, he just wanted to see his brother interacting with anyone, to have the certainty that Viserys would still be alive for a while. The King had little to no hair on his scalp. His body couldn't stand up without the supported of a cane. Daemon didn't know how much time his older brother had left.

When Daemon made entrance to the monarch's solar, he found his son and his brother giggling softly. It felt good to hear the laughing. It meant Viserys was in fact, still alive.

"May I know what is so funny?" The Rogue Prince asked, making his presence known.

Maegon was startled by his father's voice. He has been visiting his uncle for weeks now, but not once his father wanted to come with him.

"Oh, hello Daemon" Viserys grinned at the sight of his sibling, "what a coincidence to see you right now. I was just telling Maegon about that time when we were kids... Do you remember when we tried to find The Cannibal?"

Daemon chuckled, "I do. We searched around all Dragonstone until Father found us before we got inside a Volcano's cave."

"And we never found him!" Viserys laughed.

"Well, thank Gods! You two would probably be eaten or burned alive and I wouldn't be here today to hear the story if you did find him." Maegon reasoned, watching his father pacing around the King's solar.

Daemon's fingers danced around the huge model of Valyria that his brother had exposed in the middle of his room.

"I miss the good old days when I was brave. Once I was sword fighting, I was riding Balerion, I took my little brother to look for a cannibal wild dragon..." Viserys sighed softly.

"You are brave still, uncle" Maegon assures, "It takes bravery to rule. And it takes bravery to be kind. You are a good King."

Viserys nodded to his nephew's words, taking his hands across the table. Daemon felt warmth in his heart. He couldn't quite understand that sensation, but he sees that part of him feels glad that his son expressed words and emotions he could never say or show, because he didn't know how to.

"Did you know that I was the one who introduced your mother to Daemon?" Viserys asked, with fun in his tone, "Have I ever told you the story?"

"Oh, you haven't!" Maegon engaged, grinning excitedly, "Do tell me, uncle, please."

We were all at Driftmark to prestige Corlys and Rhaenys' wedding. Nobles from all across the Seven Kingdoms were there, and your mother was one of them. I remember she was wearing her house colors in her dress. She was a bit older than your sister is now, I think.

My late wife, Aemma, introduced me to her, I didn't know they were friends. I discovered that the lady whom I had just met, was not only a Princess but also played part as a knight at her father's guard. She wore that dress with such grace, that I thought my ears deceived me when I imagined her wearing armor and ringmail.

My thoughts were disturbed by Caraxes' whistling noises, when Daemon, who was very late for the ceremony, came flying upon our heads, rounding Corlys' castle. Everyone was watching the little show your father was giving, mouth-opened, shocked, scared. Y/N wasn't any of those things. She wasn't impressed at all. I remember asking her;

"Have you ever seen a dragon?"

and smirking, she replied, "Where I come from, we have scarier animals."

"Scarier?" Aemma questioned.

"More dangerous." Y/N reasoned.

"I suppose you're right, Princess Y/N," I said, "There are beings more lethal than a dragon, like the very man who rides it can be far more dangerous for his ideals, than the dragon under his command."

It felt like I summoned my brother once I said those words.

"Prince Daemon" Y/N made a short reverence to greet his presence.

"Brother, let me introduce you to Princess Y/N of Sunspear, she is a good friend of Aemma's."

Daemon kept his smugly signature grin on his lips, and took Y/N's hand in his, kissing the soft skin of her knuckles.

"I am deeply sorry for being late for the ceremony. I hope dear cousin Rhaenys can forgive my missing presence." Daemon changed the subject without paying any interest to the lady who made us company.

His rudeness made me uncomfortable, but it was so like my brother to behave like that.

"Y/N, you should come visit us. Viserys and I would love to welcome your family to Dragonstone." Aemma smiled and looked at me for reassurance.

I nodded, "Feel free to visit whenever you want. It is a very lonely place, and unfortunately, the only family we have there is my brother, as Aemma and I are still trying for a child."

Before Y/N could give us an answer, Daemon retorted, "My apologies if living with your younger brother is not what you expected of marriage."

"It certainly is not what I was expecting." Aemma playfully hit Daemon with her elbow.

Y/N giggled softly and the noise took Daemon's attention. He was quite curious why she was still there, in his presence. Most people who didn't know him are likely to feel uncomfortable with his intimidating presence, but not that girl.

"Are you here with your family?" He questioned. That was the first time he spoke directly to her.

Y/N shook her head, "My father sent me here in his name to prestige Princess Rhaenys and Lord Corlys, and give them our wedding gift."

"Oh. I see Dorne's economy must be great if its ruler has enough gold to spend on such superficial events." Like always, Daemon felt the need to say something directly rude.

Y/N frowned, "I thank the Gods our economy is doing well. It certainly is not because of your King." she replied. Her head remained raised, and her eyes stared at Daemon's on the same height.

Daemon felt strange. That woman wasn't offended by what he said, and even tried to get under his skin. One had to have such courage to talk to him like that.

"Uhm... Viserys, why don't you take Daemon to get that wine Corlys was talking to you about?" Aemma spoke trying to break the tension.

"When I took him away, he couldn't shut his mouth about Y/N. He was amazed a woman had the guts to talk to him like that, and even so about the King." Viserys finished the story, as Maegon quietly listened to every word he said.

"She never really had much filter, your mother." Daemon said, "Still doesn't."

Maegon frowned, "But... that's it? That's how you met mother? But, when did you start courting her, father?"

"She came to Viserys' coronation ceremony. Aemma was pregnant and couldn't make her company, so I offered myself for my sister-in-law to be the one hosting her friend in King's Landing." Daemon shrugged, "The rest... well, maybe you should ask your mother how it happened. I don't remember very well, but I know she quickly fell in love with me."

#dad!daemon targaryen au #daemon targaryen x reader #house of the dragon imagines #daemon targaryen imagines #daemon targaryen x oc #dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader au

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xechu · 1 month ago

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Warm on a Cold Night

♡︎ Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x fem!reader

♡︎ Word count: 4.5K

♡︎ Warnings: please read my blog's rules before interacting. 18+ mdni, smut, explicit sexual content, oral (giving and receiving), swearing, nsfw, angst-ish, hurt/comfort, ex back to lovers

♡︎ Tags: one shot, smut, ex to lover, hurt/comfort, non-curse au

♡︎ Prompt: Your ex appears at your front door on the night of Christmas Eve.

A/N: Hope you're all keeping warm on a cold night. (Or cool on warm night) ;) This will be my last entry until the new year. I wish you all a happy holiday and wonderful new year. Thank you so much for reading. x

Song inspirations for this: Baby Come Back - Player, Warm on a Cold Night - HONNE, Kiss It Better - Rihanna

You scoffed in utter disbelief, shaking your head slightly. You couldn't believe the audacity of this man—your former lover—who was now standing at your door on Christmas Eve: Ryomen Sukuna. Just as you prepared to slam the door shut, his large hand caught it, stopping you with unexpected force.

"What the hell do you want, Ryo?" you hissed, trying to keep your composure.

"I want to see you," he replied earnestly, his voice softening as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

"Well, I don't want to see you," you retorted, clenching your jaw.

"Don't be so stubborn; let me in," he scoffed, frustration creeping into his tone.

"In case you didn't realize, this is my home," you shot back defensively.

"Look, I just want to talk you," he insisted, his gaze steady.

"Talk about what? We don't ever talk." You couldn't hide the bitterness in your voice.

It was true. Communication had always been a struggle in your relationship, which was why the two of you had broken up six times. The last breakup had been particularly brutal, leaving you devastated with a mountain of trauma to unpack. A year had passed since then, and you thought it was over for good. You tried your hardest to move on, but it felt like this bastard had some sort of radar, showing up just when you were beginning to find your footing and utterly ruining everything all over again.

"You're right; we don't. We just end up fucking each other." He smirked, that familiar glint of mischief in his eyes.

"Oh my god, you're insufferable. Leave me alone!" you huffed, ignoring the stirrings of nostalgia as you attempted to close the door. It was futile; your ex-lover stood at 6'5", a mountain of muscle that made your efforts seem pathetic.

"Jesus Christ, just let me in, Y/N. I swear, I just want to talk to you!" He sighed, the exasperation in his voice cutting deeper than you expected.

Sukuna hardly ever used your name, a rarity that caught you off guard. You sensed he was serious this time. Reluctantly, with a heavy sigh, you opened the door.

"Thank you," he murmured, stepping over the threshold and into your home, the warmth of the room contrasting sharply with the chill of the night outside.

He glanced around, taking in the rather empty apartment, especially on a night like Christmas Eve. "Not with anyone?" he mused, his eyes lingering on the untouched decorations.

"Why? If I were with someone, would you have left me alone?" you snapped, irritation flaring.

"Probably." His answer was nonchalant, but the flicker in his eyes suggested he meant the opposite.

"Well, shit," you shook your head, actively resisting the memories flooding back.

Sukuna raised an eyebrow as he watched you retreat into the kitchen. The fridge magnets, still the same, caught his eye. The souvenirs from your travels together—remnants of memories and laughter—a reminder of your shared history.

"What do you want?" you asked, opening the fridge and pretending to rummage through it, your heart pounding.

"I'll take a beer," he replied, leaning casually against the doorframe.

"I only have Kronenbourg."

"That's fine," he said, and you heard the hint of relief in his voice.

You cracked open a bottle and handed it to him. Sukuna accepted it, settling himself onto your couch with an ease that made it feel like he had never left. He stretched out his long limbs, while his eyes flickered towards the true crime documentary playing on your Netflix. He took a long swig from the cold bottle, chugging half of it with ease and letting out a satisfied sigh.

"So, what do you need to talk about?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as you sat at the opposite end of the couch, intentionally placing distance between you.

"C'mon, don’t be like this," Sukuna groaned. He reached out, his hand wrapping around your thigh as he pulled you closer. Your skin tingled at his touch, and a flood of conflicting emotions surged within you.

"D-don't touch me!" you stammered, swatting his hand away and awkwardly scooting back to your original spot.

Silence enveloped the room, the tension thick enough to slice through. Sukuna cleared his throat, attempting to bridge the gap.

"Still a true crime fanatic," he mused, trying to make conversation while taking another sip of his beer. The small talk only heightened your frustrations.

"I'm sure you didn't come here to chat about my show preferences," you rolled your eyes, keeping your tone sharp.

"Just trying to ease the tension here," he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck—he always did that when he was nervous.

I wouldn't be so tense if it weren't for you showing up unannounced, you thought, tsking softly.

"Well? Out with it," you said impatiently, your fingers tapping against your crossed arm.

Sukuna put his beer down. His leg subconsciously bounced up and down. He rubbed his hands together, contemplating on what to say. Words were not his forte, he was more of an actions over words type.

"Let’s get back together," he declared, his voice steady as he looked you straight in the eyes, searching for any sign of hope.

Your eyes widened in disbelief, the audacious request sending a ripple of conflicting emotions. You could only laugh bitterly, your disbelief evident.

"Get back together? You're out of your mind," you said, the dismissal escaping your lips before you could stop it.

"I'm not," he insisted, a slight frown marking his brow.

"What makes you think I’d ever consider it?" Your tone was incredulous, disbelief turning to anger.

"Because I love you, Y/N," Sukuna clenched his jaw, his vulnerability piercing through, "And I'm hoping you still love me."

"Hah, you're delusional! I loved you. But I don't love you anymore." you spat, the hurt surfacing like fresh wounds. "And you love me? As if you ever loved me to begin with!"

Sukuna remained silent, his expression shifting as he searched for the right words.

"Is this what you came here to talk about?" Your tone was laced with frustration, the emotional weight heavy in the air. "We're done here." You shook your head, standing up and making your way to the door, hands clenched into tight fists.

"Wait—no," Sukuna groaned, frustration spilling over into desperation as he closed the distance between you in a few strides. He slammed his hand against the door—hard—keeping it there. You jolted back in surprise, your breath hitching.

"Stop this, Y/N," he hissed, eyes intense, "please. There's no one else. I can't be without you. I haven't been with anyone else since we last broke up."

"No one else? That's why you fucked that bitch, right?" you spat, anger flaring again. You still recalled one of the break-ups you had in between; he had slept with another woman.

"Y/N, don't be ridiculous. We were broken up. I wasn't sleeping with anyone behind your back!" His voice rose, matching your defensiveness.

“Ryo, we literally broke up for three weeks, and that was enough for you to fall into someone else’s arms? And in Yorozu's, above all? You knew she had a thing for you, and you still kept her around when you were seeing me! Do you ever think?" you said, raising a hand, "Wait, don't answer that, you just think with your dick. And that’s probably what’s happening right now."

"You know you're being a real pain in the ass, right?" he seethed, frustration painting his features.

"Right, good talk, Ryo. Everything is always somehow my fault. Now get out." You tried to pull the door open, knowing deep down it was utterly useless. "Let go of the door—!"

"I know I hurt you, okay?!" he snapped, voice filled with emotion. "Believe me when I say I’m going to make up for it."

"Believe you?" You turned around so fast, shock coursing through you as your eyes met his. "You have some nerve demanding trust from me after all you've put me through."

Those were the words you wanted to hear long ago, but now they felt too little, too late. You just wanted him to acknowledge the pain he had caused, hoping for a glimmer of understanding. Why now? Why couldn't he do it back then? Your chest ached at the thought.

"It's too late now," you said, your voice trembling, betraying your anger with wavering sadness. God, you hated how you could never seem to hide your emotions.

"Is it really?" he asked, his voice softening, "Is that why you're alone tonight?"

Something snapped within you, all the frustration bubbling to the surface.

"Get over yourself! I'm alone because I want to be alone."

"Are you sure? Uraume told me they saw you with someone last week." He watched you closely, trying to gauge your reaction.

Your eyes widened in disbelief, rage flooding your veins.

"Is that what this is all about? Trying to keep tabs on me now? So what if I was seeing somebody? What's it to you?" You jabbed your finger into his chest, aggression spilling forth. "You're trying to get back with me just to screw me over again?"

Sukuna grabbed your hand forcefully, his frustration boiling over. "If you were actually seeing someone, I would have left you alone, Y/N. But clearly, you're not, so I'm taking this opportunity to make things right with you."

The intensity of his stare made your heart race, an instinctive response that stirred old sensations you thought long buried. You hated it.

"I don't want to make amends with you, Ryo. Have you ever considered that?" your voice shook, tears pricking at your eyes. "I don’t want to go back into that cycle of loving you and then being completely broken by you."

Sukuna's eyes widened, and he loosened his grip, noticing how your small wrist was red from his hold. It hit him then—how he'd backed you into a corner, just like always.

"It's because of you," you said, voice breaking. "You think I want to be like this? You think I wish to be alone? I don’t trust anymore, I don’t feel anymore, and I don’t let anyone in anymore—because of you!"

"I'm trying to fix things, Y/N. Can't you see? I regret it; I was a damn fool. But I swear to God, I've been trying so hard to work on it—work on myself." He stepped closer, sincerity in his voice. "I knew I couldn't just waltz back into your life until I was somewhat steady. That’s why I took a chance and gave everything some time. I swear I haven't seen or touched anyone since we broke up last year. I cut my ties with Yorozu—"

"You're always like this, Ryo! You always do things on your own accord." You shook your head, feeling the tears spill over. "I don't think you realize how much you've hurt me, and how you've damaged me in ways I can't even begin to describe."

"You come in and out of my life whenever you feel like it—like it's some sort of game. One day you love me, the next day I'm a nuisance! And then you think you can just solve everything with your dick."

"Stop torturing me… I'm begging you. I haven’t been the same since you." You dropped your face into your hands, the sobs breaking free as the walls you had built began to crumble.

Sukuna softened as he saw your vulnerability. You could feel the weight of unspoken words hovering between you. It was like the air had grown thick with all the hurt and confusion, all the moments that had led to this point.

"You mean everything to me, Y/N," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, laden with sincerity. "I’ve realized what I lost, and I’ve regretted it every second."

His words washed over you, stirring old feelings you had long buried. But there was a part of you that still held onto the resentment and anger. How could he think that words alone could fix everything?

"But you were the one who chose to walk away when it got hard!" you shot back. "You don’t get to come back and just expect me to fall back into your arms after what you did!”

“I know—” he interjected, stepping closer, his voice rising slightly now, “and I can’t change the past, but I can promise you that I’m not that person anymore. I swear, I’ve changed; I want to prove it to you.”

You shook your head, battling the conflict within you. "You think I can just forget everything? The pain? The sleepless nights I spent waiting for you to understand what you had?"

“No, I don’t expect you to forget!” He tightened his jaw, trying his best to not raise his voice, but the urgency and desperation was hard to keep at bay. He stepped closer, brows furrowing as if searching for the right words. “I’m here now. I want to work on us. Just give me this chance to show you I’m serious.”

His plea hung in the air, and you felt conflicted. You wanted to push him away, to sever the connection, yet your underlying feelings toward him was hard to ignore.

"What if you hurt me again?" The question slipped out, trembling, as vulnerability washed over you. “I can’t go through that again, Ryo. I don’t think I could survive it.”

Sukuna’s expression shifted to something more genuine, a hint of anguish behind his eyes. "We'll take it slow. One step at a time. I just need a chance to show you I can be better—to show you that I want this. Want you."

His sincerity tugged at the corners of your heart, making it harder to breathe. Could you really trust him again? Your heart raced as he reached out, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear, sending a familiar jolt through you.

"I swear it, Y/N, I haven't been the same since you either. Please, just give me one last chance. That's all I need." Sukuna cupped your face in his large hands, wiping your tears with tender care. "Unless you don't love me anymore. Just say it, and I'll leave you alone."

In that moment, with everything laid bare, the heartache and confusion began to blur. A part of you still yearned for him, despite everything that had happened.

"Kiss me, Ryo," you whispered, feeling the weight of your own surrender, breath hitching with anticipation. Without hesitation, his lips crashed into yours.

As the intense kiss continued, you found yourself being swept off your feet and carried toward the bedroom. Sukuna's touches became more demanding, his hands sliding down your body with intent. He kicked the door shut behind him, his eyes never leaving yours as he backed you against the closed door.

The passion between you was palpable, a mix of desire and the lingering hurt that had festered during your time apart. Sukuna's hands roamed your body, igniting a trail of fire along your skin. He pulled back slightly, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in your flushed appearance. "God, you have no idea how much I've missed you," he murmured, his voice hoarse.

"I missed you too," you breathed. You watched as Sukuna strips off his black t-shirt. His body was still a work of art, just how you always remembered it to be. You placed a soft kiss on his bare chest and slowly made your descent, tasting the salt of his skin. Your hands explored his muscular planes, trying to refamiliarize the feel of him, the solid reality of his body offering a stark contrast to the uncertainty of your emotions. Sukuna hissed at the sensation, his hands tightening in your hair, encouraging you to continue your exploration.

Guided by your touch, he stepped back, his body brushing against yours as he reached for the button of his jeans. With deliberate slowness, he unfastened them, his eyes never leaving yours. "I want to feel your mouth on me," he said, his voice rough with need.

Your breath hitched as you went down on your knees in front of him. Slowly, you drew his zipper down, your eyes glued to his, you could see his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. With a swift motion, you tugged his jeans and boxers down, freeing his hard length.

Taking him in your hand, you admired the heft of him, the veins throbbing beneath your touch. A surge of possessiveness washed over you, and you leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to the tip. Sukuna hissed, his hips bucking slightly as he threaded his fingers through your hair.

You swirled your tongue around the head, tasting the first beads of moisture, then took him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you applied just the right amount of suction. Sukuna groaned, his head falling back as he pulled on your hair, gently guiding your movements. "That's it, kitten. Nobody does it better than you."

You moaned softly around him, the vibration eliciting a tortured groan from his lips. With slow, languid strokes, you took him deeper, your tongue flat against the underside, twirling and flicking as you moved. You hollowed your cheeks, sucking hard as you pulled back, teasing the sensitive tip with the tip of your tongue.

"Fuck," he cursed, his breath coming in short gasps. His hips began to move, a subtle thrusting motion that you eagerly accepted, taking him deeper with each forward movement.

His breath quickened, his body tensing as he struggled to hold back. "I'm close," he warned, "Swallow it like a—hah—good girl, yeah?" his voice strained. You hummed in response, the vibrations sending him over the edge. With a guttural groan, he released, his body convulsing as you swallowed around him, milking his every last drop.

Sukuna pulled you up, crushing your mouth to his in a searing kiss. "That was fucking incredible," he panted, his eyes searching yours. "But now, I need to feel you."

Carrying you to the bed, he laid you down gently, with tender touches, he explored your body, reacquainting himself with every inch of your skin. You moaned softly, arching into his touch.

Sukuna hovered above you, his eyes searching yours as he sought silent consent. You nodded, granting him permission. Sukuna's hands traced feather-light touches along your arms, sending shivers down your spine. He captured your lips in a gentle kiss, his mouth soft and tender.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed open-mouthed kisses along your jawline and down your neck, his hands roaming your body with reverent devotion. He paused at the hollow of your throat, his lips brushing against your pulse point before continuing downwards. You leaned into his touch, your body responding instinctively, a surrender that felt both familiar and newfound.

Sukuna's kisses ventured lower, his hands gliding over your curves. He teased your navel with the tip of his tongue, dipping and swirling before kissing and nipping his way down to your core. Your breath quickened, your body burning with anticipation.

His breath ghosted over your most sensitive core, and you felt your desire pooling between your legs. "Please, Ryo—I need you," you whispered, your voice thick with wanting. A plea for release.

Sukuna obliged, his tongue circled and flicked, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You cried out, your hands grasping at the bedsheets, your hips bucking involuntarily as he drove you closer to the edge. With each stroke of his tongue, he pushed you further, drawing out your pleasure.

As you edged closer to climax, Sukuna seemed to sense it, deliberately slowing his movements to draw out the anticipation. He knew your body intimately, every curve, every response, and the exact spots that drove you wild. "D-don't tease me," you pleaded, your body yearning for release. "We've got all the time in the world, kitten," he chuckled, his lips tracing a path down your neck to your breasts.

His mouth closed around one taut nipple, his tongue flicking and teasing, while his thumb rubbed circles around the other. "Hah—I need you inside me." you gasped, your body arching toward him, craving more. He pulled back, his eyes burning with desire as he took in your flushed appearance.

Sukuna's voice was low and gritty, sending a shiver down your spine. "Does your body remember me?" he asked, his eyes boring into yours. "Have you been with anyone else since we broke up?" There was a possessive edge to his tone.

You shook your head, your eyes unwavering. "No, Ryo, there was no one else after you." A wave of possessiveness washed over him, his gaze holding yours captive. "God, you're too good to be true." he muttered, his thumb brushing your cheek.

Sukuna rose, his eyes burning with desire as he positioned himself at your entrance. Slowly, he sunk into you, his thick length stretching you deliciously. You gasped at the sensation, it felt familiar but also a lifetime ago. "Ryo," you breathed, your hands gripping his shoulders.

"Easy, love," he murmured, kissing your forehead gently. "Feel how perfectly we fit together." He began to move, his hips dipping forward. "Fuck, you feel incredible," he groaned, his voice rough with pleasure.

At first, you whimpered, your body tensing at the intrusion. "I-it's too much," you whispered, your fingers digging into his arms. "Just give me a moment." He leaned into you, his lips capturing yours in a deep kiss, his tongue tangling with yours.

"Focus on me," he whispered, his tongue slipping down your throat as he continued to sink into you, his kisses distracting you. You nodded, your body beginning to relax and succumb to the pleasure. "Ngh—" you moaned softly, your breath hitching.

"You're doing so well, kitten," he crooned, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. "So fucking tight." He groaned as he broke through the first ring of resistance, his length now sheathed fully within you. "Just tell me when to move." He placed soft kisses along your body, his breath warming your skin.

You nodded again, your body adjusting to his size. After a few moments, you gave him the signal. Sukuna began to thrust in a deliberate and controlled pace, his eyes never leaving yours. "God, you're beautiful like this," he said, a hand tangling in your hair.

Your discomfort soon morphed into sweet pleasure, your body welcoming his. "Oh Ryo," you sighed, your fingers threading through his hair. "More." He quickened his pace, his breath coming in short gasps as he chased his own release. "Fuck, I've missed this," he growled.

As he thrust into you, his movements became relentless, his hips snapping forward with each stroke. "That's it, kitten," he purred, his mouth finding your neck as his hands found your hips. "Take all of me." Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, the memory of his size within you sparking a fire in your core.

Your breath quickened, your head falling back as you arched into him. "More—hah—don't hold back." you begged, your nails digging into his shoulders. With each thrust, he pushed you closer to the edge, your pleasure building like a tidal wave. With one final, powerful thrust, he sent you spiraling over the edge again, his release surging into you.

Sukuna's hips stilled as he spilled himself into you, his breath hitching. "That's it, baby," he groaned, his hips making small, shallow thrusts as he rode out his release. "Take it all." He wanted to mark you, to leave no doubt that you were his, and his alone.

Your bodies convulsed together, leaving you both breathless and spent. Sukuna collapsed onto the bed beside you, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. You turned to face him, your fingers gently tracing the contours of his face, your eyes searching his.

"Please don't leave me again," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. The fear of losing him again was raw and tangible, a vulnerable plea for reassurance.

Sukuna pulls you into an embrace, and captures your hand, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. "I swear, I'll never leave you again," he promised, his voice rough with sincerity. "I'm here to stay, no matter what."

The two of you lay entwined in the aftermath of your passionate make-up sex. Sukuna raised an eyebrow as he mindlessly traced circles on your bare arm, his gaze drifting to the lighter sitting on your desk. He had noticed it earlier when he entered the room.

"You still have that," he mused, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

"Yeah… I couldn’t bring myself to throw it out. I meant to give it back to you. I knew it meant a lot, but I was too angry to see you at the time."

"I was an asshole. You owe me nothing. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you’d tossed it."

"Do you want it back?" you asked, glancing at him with curiosity.

"No, I don’t have any use for it anymore."

Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Why not?"

Sukuna looked at you earnestly. "I quit smoking. Been off it for half a year now." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I figured it'd be better for you if you didn’t have to smell it. Sure, I didn’t give a rat's ass about my lungs, but I can’t risk your health because of it."

Your heart stirred at his words; you knew quitting smoking wasn’t easy, and the fact that he had done it with you in mind spoke volumes.

You chuckled softly and teased, "Wow, who would have known?"

"Hey, I meant it when I said I was trying." He pinched your side playfully, making you squeal, laughter bubbling between you.

"Alright, alright, I believe you." You sighed, a warm smile spreading across your face as you gently caressed his cheek.

"Let’s go over to Jin’s tomorrow," he suggested, locking his gaze with yours, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

"Isn’t that a little too soon?" you replied hesitantly, unsure of how to navigate the delicate balance of new beginnings.

"Nah, Jin and Kaori have been giving me shit since we broke up. They make damn sure I know every day how much I messed up… as if I don’t know that already." He shook his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Besides, the brat misses you too. Always going on about you, and asking for you."

You giggled, feeling warmth spread in your chest. "Okay, fine—let's go tomorrow. I miss them too."

Sukuna watched you laugh, and a longing welled in his chest. It was a sound he had missed terribly. Deep down, he always knew you were at your prettiest when you smiled. The thought sent a rush of heat through him, stirring something primal. Unable to resist, he pulled you closer and fervently kissed you, the world around you fading into oblivion as you melted into his embrace. You were back in his arms, and he vowed never to let you go again.

"I hope you're ready for round two," he smirked, mischief dancing in his eyes.

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whosblackcat · 3 months ago

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mini thread abt how to help riize & seunghan + info 🩷🫧

note & warning: please don’t engage with ANY content of riize, for example don’t comment in their tiktoks saying “riize is 7” even if your intention is good, it breaks the purpose of the boycott!!

sm will pull fake scandals to distract our attention from the matter, for example as they did with sungchan yesterday! don’t believe anything, exols warned us

tweet the trending tags on twitter!! big official fan accounts always share which ones we have to use

don't buy or watch anything related to riize & sm, we’re boycotting

don’t interact with any post of sm and riize even if it’s to use the tags or supporting the boys, we’re boycotting

all the info of what did one of the persons who sent the death wreaths

ot6 are complaining to the police & government abt the displays and flowers for seunghan in front of the sm building, and according to this person now it's not possible to put them in commercial facilities

sm is buying followers and likes due to the impact of the boycott

ot6 are monitoring every movement and project in every language and reporting them. @/RIIZEUSACENTRE kofi was reported because of them while raising trucks money

seunghan's leaked photo with his girlfriend was leaked by hybe

riize is seven movement schedule. day 1 october 28th

mass review 1 star to all sm facilities on google maps (note: they’re deleting the bad reviews but we have to keep going)

hybes’s ceo lee jae sang issues apology letter for the ‘music industry report’ document (a sorry is not enough after destroying hsh life & career)

seunghan town will be removed due to ot6 reports and company that they reported the project, causing making hard getting the needed permits

pineapple manager passed in front of the protest today, he def saw the protest

manager passed in front of the protest again, they know what’s going on

manager passed in front of the protest for the third time, and tomorrow is the meeting

riize is seven movement schedule november 6th

there’s a very popular lawyer who has won a case against sm before that right now is representing fans

riize doesn't have any schedule, comeback or tour for the first quarter of 2025. the boycott is working, keep going!

riize lost 400k monthly listeners on spotify

clarifications on rumors regarding hsh. the thread linked below explains it really well, so please read carefully and repost it on X!

sm announced that seunghan will debut as a solo artist in the second half of 2025… they even created him a profile on ig. sm is trying to calm us down. is their final act of desperation to tame the situation. this doesn’t protect him from toxic fans, pls keep boycotting, this doesn’t end here (we protested to have him back in riize where he belongs, not to debut as solo artist is this a joke what are they doing💀💀)

Jaehyeon Choe, a TikToker with over 174k followers (@/watchwithsamjaychoe), who has worked with different kpop groups, some of them being SM ones, knows things we don't know and is telling us to DON'T STOP THE BOYCOTT

MAMA's violations against fans, the mistreatment and disrespect experienced by the fans cannot be ignored. some fans were denied entry due to their clothing and some others had their stuff (which they paid for) thrown away even if it wasn’t against the rules they settled. dm @/RIIZEUSACENTRE on X if something like this happened to you

this is all the info i found and i wanted to spread it here too, so thanks and credits to all the ppl on twitter!! if i find more relevant info i’ll keep updating this post. please share it 🫶🏻 (note: english isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes in my grammar)

little motivation and some twitter accounts that organize projects/give info below the cut! 🩷

— some good info twitter accs:

@/RIIZEUSACENTRE @/SEVENRIIZE @/RIIZE_EUROPE @/PROTECT_RIIZE @/Seunghan_USA

— little motivation:

kbriize are holding face to face protests and fanbases hired an attorney. boycott properly if you don't want all the effort to be wasted! remember, boycotting takes time

"The group nearly disbanded in September of 2001, after Park Joon-hyung was discovered to be in a relationship. Their management announced, without informing him or the members, that he was to leave the group and they'd continue as 4, but it was met with strong objection from fans, who repeatedly signed petitions and threatened to boycott concerts and the company. Danny, Kyesang, Hoyoung and Taewoo held their own press conference, without the knowledge of their management, to show their support for Joon. After two months of disagreements, their company eventually backed down and allowed Joon to be in the group." if joon returned to the group after two months of protests, complains and boycott, we can bring back seunghan!! the key is persistence. please don't give up and keep fighting for his rights and justice!!

#riize #riize is 7 #riize is seven #rii7e #rii7e or none #seunghan #hong seunghan #riize seunghan #kpop #kpop bg #kpop multifandom #sm entertainment #kpop multistan #kpop music

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Pile 1, hi! I want to warn that your reading is a little heavy. I got a pretty strong message so please really take what resonates, and mostly trust yourself and your guts. Cards are saying you could have searched for a lot of seriousness in your relationships lately, perhaps wanting to settle down, you may also be serious about a certain person right now, or you are with someone and you desire to see it run far away and for a long time. You want to have long term plans with someone at least. But perhaps you either haven't found the one yet, you may have been very disappointed lately, particularly in romance or because of potential lovers, and you may feel lonely, or like you'll never find what you are looking for. You could have felt betrayed before, or you are currently feeling this way. I see strongly it didn't workout with someone, and perhaps it looks like a failure or a disappointment, yet cards are saying it's something good, you'll soon realize your luck to not be involved longer with this person.

What is next in love is that you may realize soon those failures and disappointments were to teach you a certain lesson. If you recently have felt betrayed because of someone in your romantic area, you'll soon understand why, you'll have the truth, a light. You'll also see the situation from a different point of view. You'll feel like instead of losing someone or something, you actually won. You'll see the good side of it. Though, you need to also remember that in order to attract new things, you often need to get rid of what is currently wrong in your life. You'll learn this valuable lesson, and you'll want to indeed change, get rid of what doesn't serve you anymore. Cards are also telling me someone new will come into your life soon, someone with whom it would be possible to start a new story with, someone who also wants a long term and serious partnership...

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Pile 2! Welcome to your reading. Well, this looks pretty good for you. I see that what is next in love for you is that you may encounter someone, a romantic interaction. If you already have someone, please take as it resonates, but I see a lot of flirting, exciting moments coming. You'll message or perhaps already messaging someone, you'll text a lot, call a lot, perhaps also spend a lot of time together, dating, etc. You could feel feelings for this person, you'll feel like your heart is bumping already. You could feel safe with this person, you can feel like you can trust them. But perhaps you'll feel like things are moving too fast, you could also feel a little scared, anxious since you can have the sensation things are too beautiful to be true. Cards are saying perhaps due to past traumas or bad experiences, this is a normal situation and a normal reaction. But perhaps it's time to let go of those, I do not see any bad vibes from this person at least. You could feel on defensive mode sometimes because of them. Yet, you will not need to worry for your heart.

At least, you'll realize that eventually, that indeed, you can trust this person. Yet, once you do and relax more, things could unfold quite fast after. I see a lot of fun times and sensuality, so perhaps if you are in age to do so, you could have more steamy times, and a lot of more hot moments with this person. Things can get more passionate and more physical at least. Though, do not be scared. If it does go far, this will not go without a more serious engagement. I do see some steamy moments coming, yet stability and seriousness go with it. You'll perhaps have this person asking you to be more serious with them as well. It can seem to be a little scary, but at least, I'll tell you, this person sees very serious future with you! Good luck!

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Pile 3, hi! So, you could be on your own right now, single, and that you may want something coming or not, you could actually be more going with the flow, focusing on you, your life, etc. You could also want to know yourself better, perhaps also love yourself more, work more on it, you could also want to appreciate just being with yourself more. You could think again of your desires for a relationship, what you truly want. Yet you could actually come to a conclusion. You could realize something with this thinking. You could realize what you truly want. Yet, if there is someone you already have feelings for, someone who has long departed from your life, or someone you may have not realized you have feelings for yet, this may be a good time for it. You could realize it's okay to feel sad about your love life, but you could also realize it's okay to miss that person. You may accept you are still connected to them, that you still love them, and that the love for them is different from all the other people you loved before.

This is a very specific message, so really if it does not, change your pile :) But cards are saying you may reflect on your past mistakes, perhaps even realizing and thinking of what failed before. You could realize you may have met the one for you before, you may already know them, or you may have a strong desire to reunite with someone specific, perhaps from the past. You can realize you haven't forgotten about them at all, perhaps even if you have tried to move on from them. You love them, very much. You may accept those feelings. Though I also want to add, something may happen with this person. They may also come back, or someone may express their love to you somehow, perhaps you'll have a good surprise. But this could also be a way you'll see you have feelings for them too.

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Pile 4, welcome to your reading! Pile 4 you could be currently single right now, you could also feel quite good, happy with your current life situation, at least, when it comes to your romance. You could go with the flow. Yet, something may happen soon to you in love, and you could have full influence on it. A person from the past may come back, someone with whom you thought it was over with, someone you thought forgot about you, someone you have felt like you had a strong connection with. A revival could happen. You may have thought this person and you had a strong thing going on, perhaps you thought you were soulmates, twin flames, or anything else like this, your souls had a link. You could have felt like something failed between you two in the past, that you dates or not. This person could have hurt you with their actions, and you could feel like you need to be carful with them now, at least you'll want to be careful because you do not want this to happen again.

This person seems to want to come back with good intentions, they feel the link between you two as well. They want to speak with you, be in contact with you again because it may be harder for them to be far from you, or to be in no contact. They want to reconnect, explain themselves. They want to make you see they do not want to hurt you anymore, and they have truly changed. They see you as someone they hold dearly in their heart. They have indeed become more mature than before. You could want to be careful, take your time with them, little by little to be sure it's true and that they are not lying. This person is in love for sure tho, and with you. They want to offer you their cup. They have good intentions, they want to settle down with you. What is next in love as a key word is "hope". You'll choose, but you'll need to go slowly, to reassure yourself. Good luck!

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planetallure · 3 months ago

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✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ fic recs

CW: these works contain explicit content intended for those 18+. make sure to read the rules of the writers before interacting.

@peterthepark : coming back to this blog made me realize when exactly i started back reading fanfic fr. the moment that was eddie mf munson, touched something in me. reign was one of my first intros that really stuck with me. it kinda blew my mind and scared me at the same time because i was like…how do i move on…what’s better than this??? brilliance. creative genius. like what more do you want from me? reign, i miss you. <3

i rec literally anything she’s written about eddie or tasm!peter parker.

@ohcaptains : i really don’t know what to tell you man. leah. is. HER. she simply does not miss. funny story: when i first started my old blog, it was ageless so i ended up getting blocked. so i pm’d her basically begging to come back home because i knew what i had lost. i’m not ashamed.

"dealers choice" - if you happened to miss the moment that was eddie munson or you miss his character or you were never really into him, this lil universe is for you. <3

"learning in public" - carmy x fem!reader. he needs it. he wants it. he has to have it. a man on his knees. enjoy.

"don't you dare fall in love" - heads up this one was discontinued and will not be continued (so don’t go harassing her about it) but the last part has an open ending so don’t let that stop you. college student/dealer!ellie x fem!reader. it’s beautiful and perfect. enjoy.

also ALL of her frank castle, abby anderson, tasm!peter parker fics. thank youuu

@inknopewetrust : this woman is a W R I T E R. the beautiful angsty things that come from her brain need to be cherished. thank you for your service.

“hoping i’ll find [a glimpse of us]” - when i tell you this shit was so fricking good!!!!!?! another piece of LITERATURE that i couldn’t believe i got to read for free on tumblr. i am such a sucker for a angsty slow burn and this still lives in me head rent free to this day. the tension had me giggling and laughing and biting my nail and crying. i need to spin back. i need to feel something!!

“secret” : now this one was a sexy forbidden romance. eddie’s our man who isn’t our man but is and oh m gee the angst in this one got me too, though it wasn’t as much. preppy!reader x eddie munson iykyk.

@etherealising : the absolute sweetest person i’ve met on here. every interaction i have with her just makes me smile. on TOP of that she’s a beautiful writer and storyteller. vee you have my heart.

“all i ever knew only you” - the best carmy x oc fic i’ve ever had the pleasure of reading on here. i’m so emotionally attached to this series, its characters and i think it has such re-readablity . the characterization is also so well done carmy x baby 4life. it’s currently discontinued but she is currently doing a rewrite and it’s going really well! in the meantime, please don’t let that stop you from reading the original while it’s still up. you won’t regret it.

“a buried and a burning flame” - vee single-handedly has me looking a richie different now. like…wait a minute :)) the bickering and banter is so fun. tension? check. spice?? check.

“flew like a moth to you” - a continuation of the one above. babyyyy!!! yes, yes, uh huh 🙂‍↕️ these two? LOVE EM. he’s officially in my heart.

@totheblood : star is so kind and super creative. she has created some of my favorite ellie williams smau’s on here.

"the hard way" - rockstar!ellie williams x ex-gf!reader smau. you guys are brought together again to solve the mystery that is the anonymous account blackmailing the two of you. mmm, nothing like the takedown of a shady mf to bring the girls together again :)

@cherriesxinthespring : another sweetheart with a beautiful mind. ik people get the characterization/true nature of ellie so wrong, but not rosie. she gets it.

“wasteland, baby!” - the wlw true enemies to lovers slow burn i’ve been dreaming of. tap in. right now.

@elliesbelle

“nobody compares to you” : a deliciously angsty slow burn second chance romance (ex!ellie x f!reader)

all the text convos for abby and ellie.

@newasskid : this blog makes me so nostalgic. THE first fic series that i read and rebloged when i started my first ff blog, came from this writer. i honestly feel it was my first time reading fanfic that wasn’t a silly little wattpad story or imagine and i was honestly gagged. i was like, “this…this is literature.” what can i say? i love good ass characterization! and this one was no exception.

“hard knock life” - like i said i was gagged with how good it was. i read the first two chapters back in 2022 and i still remember the feeling i felt reading them. this new blog i’m making is a fresh start for me and a chance for me to get back into old fandoms. will be revisiting this one soon.

@lovelettersfromluna

"one of your girls" - biker!ellie/roommate!ellie/camgirl!ellie x f!reader ALL rolled into to this ridiculously sexy little universe!! i love these two so much :’(

"compass" - vampire!ellie !!!! my new favorite thing. the way luna writes her feeding on reader ALONE is the most erotic and intimate thing. my god this was hot.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

sending all of this beautiful writers my love and respect y’all are amazing and so important. <3

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mxstellatayte · 8 months ago

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Hii could you write a smut one shot w sub Carlos and dom reader?

HOLY JEEZ MY FRIEND

I MOST CERTAINLY CAN HERE YOU GO

(you said one shot and i heard 1.5k words of PURE PORN)

nsfw under the cut <3 minors please do not interact!

warnings: very not beta read! carlos is a whimperer i don't make the rules, friends to fuck buddies to idiots in love, bro meets jesus, legal use of alcohol, making out, sex under the influence, creampie, hickeys, open ending, stupid fluffy vanilla bullshit

it started out with one too many shots of shitty tequila after mexico 2023 and a chayanne song.

gods damned mexican liquor.

max had, yet again, won, except this time, he had broken yet another record. so of course he invited everyone on the grid and their friends out to drinks.

"come on, lia, a couple of drinks won't hurt! plus, i can probably rope carlos into paying."

you and carlos had grown up together in madrid, and you'd always been his biggest supporter in the garage. it didn't matter who else he could've brought along, because when the two of you have a connection so deep that all you need to do to laugh is make eye contact after anyone says something even remotely sexual.

there was always an air of awkward tension between you since that time you accidentally walked past his bedroom door and heard him moan your name. you just pray that, with all the nights you've spent at each other's houses, he's never heard you moan his name while you fingered yourself across the thin walls.

and so here you find yourself, in the center of the dance floor in a club in the heart of mexico city following the grand prix weekend, your heart pounding, your confidence blooming, and your ass grinding up against carlos' crotch to the rhythm of mi gente by j balvin, his large hands resting on your hips.

you aren't sure how the idea springs into your mind, but you'll blame it on the liquid courage. as the next song comes on, you spin around in carlos' hold, your right leg slotting between his own, and that's when you realize it. he's hard. a smirk tugs at your lips and when you look up at his face, your eyes meet and that's when you know. if you don't get out of this stifling club and back to your hotel in the next ten minutes, you might just have to fuck him in one of the vip rooms. your hands come up to rest on his chest and you hinge forward, your lips directly next to his ear.

"you wanna get out of here?"

"please," he says, and the pure desperation in his voice makes your stomach erupt in butterflies.

"then let's go." you grab his hand off of your hip and immediately book it out of the club. thank god your hotel was less than one block down the street, because if you had to drive anywhere, you might've just sucked him off inside the car. your feet hurt from your heels, but with your level of arousal and in your drunken state, you couldn't care less. all that you care about is that this elevator is moving way too slow and that carlos' lips feel so good on your own. the kiss is hot, wet, and messy, a flurry of lips and tongue and teeth, hands scrambling to hold whatever they can.

the elevator reaches your floor, and you've never run faster in heels. you're holding carlos' hand, the two of you running down the hall like a pair of horny teenagers (which, being entirely honest, is the mental state you've been reduced to at the concept of finally fucking your best friend,) and laughing uncontrollably. you almost fall over laughing when he fumbles through his wallet for his keycard, drunken fingers lacking any sort of dexterity. the sound of the door finally unlocking is your favorite sound at the moment, and you throw the door open, push carlos against the nearest wall, and kiss him harder than you've kissed anyone before.

your right hand holds the side of his neck, the tips of your fingers barely weaving into his hair, while your left goes down to cup his incredibly hard cock through his jeans. palming over his erection pulls some of the greatest sounds you've ever heard from him. forget hearing him moan your name through the wall as you pass- instead, hearing his whimpers at your hand is the greatest thing you've ever heard in your whole life.

"are you okay with this?" you pant, your lips coated in a mixture of both of your salivas, carlos' eyes heavy with lust.

"i've been hoping and praying for this for years, amor. please. i need you." without hesitation, you pull him back to you and kiss him with no mercy. he pushes back, stepping forward and eventually gently laying you down on the bed. "need this off," he says, tugging at your dress as he undoes the clasps on your heels and throwing them across the room.

"zipper. back. fuck." his hands somehow regained the dexteriety he lacked five minutes ago as he expertly undoes the zipper of your crimson dress and helps you shimmy out of it.

"ay, diós, you're beautiful." you're left laying on the bed in just your strapless bra and black panties, carlos way too overdressed, and his eyes admiring your body. his lips continue kissing down your neck as his hands reach beneath you and unclasp your bra, hands immediately cupping your tits.

"mm, carlos, as amazing as this is, i need you inside of me in the next sixty seconds."

"as you wish." carlos strips as fast as he can as you pull your panties off, and when he slides into you slowly, you throw your head back and grasp at his upper arms, your breaths heavy and labored. "oh... oh, fuck." his forehead presses to yours when he finally bottoms out inside of you, your breaths mingling as you hold him as close as you can.

"carlos, please. move. i can take it." you emphasize your point with a clench around his girth, and your body heats up infinitely more when he whimpers.

"'m not gonna last long if you keep doing that," carlos groans, and you tease him once more with another flutter of your walls around him.

"i'm not either, but i need you to fuck me right now, baby." he responds by pulling his hips back, then pushing back into you. he maintains a steady pace, and your moans continue with every punching thrust. "feels so good, baby, just like that."

"keep... keep doing that. please?" from the way his dick twitched inside of you when you praised him, who would you be to deny him such a request when he asked so nicely?

"mmgh, carlos, so good. faster, baby, please, i'm close. i'm so close." his hips snap into you faster, and you moan loudly as your nails scrape at his broad back and shoulders, surely leaving marks that will raise and turn red with time. with the pain, carlos' volume matches your own, and you can't help but grin as he bites at your neck, leaving his own marks for you to admire later. you yell with his left thumb comes to play with your clit, finding the bundle of nerves after a moment of searching, and he rubs tight hard circles that have you cumming hard.

"oh, fuck, carlos, i'm cumming, i'm cumming, oh my god. just like that baby, so good, so so good." you're reduced to a babbling, mindless, moaning mess, and your eyes are held open as they focus on carlos' face, eyebrows creased in pleasure, lips hanging open, and eyes shining with pleasure.

"i'm gonna cum, amor. i'm... where? where do you want it?"

you don't hesitate for an instant before mumbling out an "inside. inside, baby," and carlos' hips stutter and he cums inside of you with a groan. the warmth of his cum inside of you turns you on more than you could ever imagine, but you're too exhausted and fucked out to even consider a second round at the moment. "just like that, baby. just like that. ah~" you moan one last time when he pulls out of you, both of you panting and gasping hard for breath. carlos flops down on his stomach next to you, completely boneless and fucked out, and drapes his right arm over your waist.

"thank you," he mumbles into your neck. "i've wanted to do that for years."

"so have i," you say, the post-orgasmic haze crawling over your body. your eyes are heavy, but they snap open when you hear what carlos says next.

"you aren't that quiet, and your walls are thin."

your head rises from the pillow to look down at him. "cabrón, are you telling me you heard me moan your name and you didn't tell me?!"

"yeah, i guess so. i wanted to tell you after we finished secondary school, but you were with that other guy... what was his name? manuel? mateo?"

"matías," you laugh, bringing your hand that isn't gently playing with his hair up to your face, giggling hysterically. "i only got with him in hopes that you'd get jealous or something!"

"en serio? we were that blind?"

"i guess we were." you both burst out in laughter at your dual idiocy, but as you calm down, sleep takes its grasp on both of you, and you eventually succumb to its hold, safe in each other's embrace.

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inlovewithpandora · 1 year ago

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- Cousin? -

Pairing: Jealous!Miles!42 x fem!reader

Request: [ anonymous ] Can you make jealous hc’s for Miles!42 || so for the scenario maybe reader is tutoring a boy in a subject and they become friends. She hangs out with him and Miles starts to get jealous one day he sees them hug and loses it (You could add a funny twist where the guy ends up being like her cousin or something and Miles didn't know)

Synopsis: When Miles notices your new tutee being a little too friendly his territorial instincts comes out and wonders who he is to you and why he’s so close.

Content: Aged!up Miles, headcanons, college!au, little angst, subtle fluffy ending, Miles feeling embarrassed

Author’s Note: Thank you for sending this request in! I hope you enjoy and that it meets your expectations! Let me know what you think by sending an anonymous ask or comment if you feel comfortable!

Word Count: 682

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❖ — When you told Miles you were going to start tutoring people in your favorite subject, he thought it was a good way for you to make new friends since you were introverted. He also thought it was a good way to show off your academic skills and how smart you were.

❖ — Miles knew your tutoring schedule by heart, so he would swing by the school’s café that you tutored at to check on you between each session.

❖ — One day when he came by, he saw you tutoring a guy who was sitting a little too close in his eyes. As he watched you both interact, he realized that there were no laptops on the table, no textbooks open, or anything school-related, which made him suspicious of what you were talking about.

“Hey, mamì.” He came over and kissed your cheek before towering behind you as he looked the guy up and down, trying to read him. He wanted to assert himself to let whoever this guy (who’s name he later found out was Marcus) know that you were already taken.

❖ — After that day, Miles began to pop up more frequently than he usually did, but it didn’t alarm you because you assumed he just wanted to see you.

❖ — Whenever he did come, you could see a small scowl curled on his lips when he looked at Marcus, which confused you, but you brushed it off because you knew Miles wasn’t that friendly with others.

❖ — As you lay across Miles bed texting away, he couldn’t help but hear your continuous laughter which made him curious to what or who had you laughing that way.

“Who are you texting?” He plopped down next to you to have a proper look at the open text thread on your phone. As he looked through the texts, nothing alarmed him until he saw the contact name ‘Marcus💙’.

Seeing his name decorated pissed him off because he knew you only added emojis to those names you felt were significant to you.

❖ — When you and Miles were walking around campus together, he saw Marcus sitting in the courtyard. Miles grabbed your hand and began pulling you in another direction so both of you wouldn’t notice each other, but it was too late because Marcus already spotted you.

“Hey, y/n!” Marcus came up to you and opened his arms for a hug which you gladly accepted. “Hey, Marcus! How did your test go?”

Miles watched both of you hug. The way Marcus’s arms were wrapped around you and the stupid smile on his face made him want to lose his shit, but he didn’t want to make a scene, so he politely (it wasn’t polite at all, the way he grabbed you by your wrist and said a slick comment to Marcus) pulled you away from him and brought you to a place that was secluded.

❖ — When you felt yourself being taken away it made you upset because Miles did it in such a rude manner (even though he didn’t see it as rude).

“Miles! What are are doing?!”

“Why the fuck are you and ole’ boy so close? It seems like he wants you or something.”

❖ — When you heard Miles say that you couldn’t help but laugh in his face.

“Miles, please, don’t tell me you're jealous of him.”

❖ — Miles didn't find anything funny about some guy wanting what's his so he didn't know why you were laughing.

❖ — “Marcus is my cousin. I haven’t seen him in forever since he moved away when I was little, which is why you don’t know him.”

❖ — After Miles heard your explanation he felt stupid for even being jealous in the first place.

“Oh, Cousin, huh?” he said with a awkward smile, rubbing the back of his head, feeling embarrassed now that he knows the full story.

❖ — After you and Miles talked it out, he decided (more like you forced him) to go apologize to Marcus for his actions.

❖ — “From now on, will you not just jump to conclusions without directly asking me?”

“Yes, mamì, I promise.”

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bellaveux · 4 months ago

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NATASHA ROMANOFF | masterlist

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fanfics/oneshots

AND I LOVE HER | 18+ | natasha struggles to find the right words and the perfect moment to confess her true feelings.

TASTE OF HOME | fluff | after being away on a mission, natasha finds herself missing not just your food, but you in general—and everything that comes with being home.

JUST ONE MORE | 18+ | natasha gets distracted from her work and refuses to pay attention to anything else but you. (natasha overstimulates you).

ABSENCE OF YOU | angst/hurt/comfort | when you begin showing natasha what it means to care for her, she struggles to handle it the right way.

BY YOUR SIDE | hurt/comfort | you always put everything you had into your work, pushing yourself until the weight of the stress finally caught up with you. whenever it did, natasha was there to pick up the pieces.

EASIER SAID THAN DONE | hurt/comfort | she didn’t want you on this mission—her only thought was keeping you safe. but despite her efforts, even she couldn’t protect you from getting hurt.

BE MY MISTAKE | angst | three years have passed since the divorce, since natasha hurt you and over time, you found yourself reflecting on the struggles you both went through, both as a couple and apart from each other. revisiting memories with your family draw you and natasha closer than you’ve been in years.

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reiderwriter 5k writing challenge

hello, my lovelies, and thank you so much for 5k followers~♡ it's been just under a year since I started writing on here, and it's been so fun interacting with everyone and writing for Spencer and the other members of the BAU team! I was a bit unprepared for some of my other milestones and threw some stuff together last minute for them, but I've been thinking about a writing challenge for a while and I finally decided to do it!

Please note: This is a writing challenge! All the prompts below are meant to inspire you to write your own fics and not as prompt requests for me. I hope you can use them as a starting point to write~♡

The theme for the challenge is:

daydreams and shooting stars`☆

There are two sets of prompts to choose from! The daydreams' prompts are based on classic fanfiction tropes that we know and live, and the shooting stars prompts are based on the zodiac signs. There are 12 prompts in each list, and you're welcome to mix and match prompts as you like! Maybe you'd like to combine your star sign with your favourite trope, or two particularly match well, or if you like a single prompt, you can just write for that. I don't mind if the fic is only very loosely based on the prompt, too, do whatever you'd like!

The writing challenge will run up until my 1 year writing anniversary, July 27th, so you have plenty of time to get your fics in! I'll be reblogging all the entries, and at the end, I'll add them to a recommendation list! Be sure to tag @reiderwriter in your fic, or use the hashtag #reidersdaydreams or #reidersshootingstars in your tags! I'll be tracking both~♡ You can submit as many entries as you like!

Rules for submissions will be at the end. Please read them before submitting~♡

without further ado, here are the prompt lists~☆

DAYDREAMS

ONLY ONE BED - a true classic in the sense that I will be reading only one bed fics down to the second I take my last breath. Feel free to invert this to "too many beds," or even "no beds at all, but somehow we're still cuddling," either way, I will read it and likely enjoy it greatly.

GRUMPY X SUNSHINE - which character is grumpy, which character is sunshine? my favourite grumpy x sunshine dynamics are the gloomy character trying their best to become more sunny after a tough life 🫡

FAKE DATING - we, in the criminal minds fandom, have written possibly every undercover mission possible to make our characters make out, but I'm coming in as a simple woman to ask - please do it again 🫶

OH. OH. - the plot revelations! Give me them! The sudden moments of clarity! I'm a fan, goddammit.

IDIOTS IN LOVE - there is nothing better than two huge dumbasses falling head over heels in love with each other in an "aw shucks" kind of way. Also, I'm an idiot, representation matters.

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE - coffee shop AU? Soulmate AU? HANAHAKI AU? If someone could please un- or re- traumatise my favourite characters I will be eternally grateful

SECRET IDENTITY - give the character their Emily Prentiss Lauren Reynolds moment, or just make them dress like a clown for like 30 minutes. Both count.

MUTUAL PINING - This harkens back to idiots in love, but it's about the LONGING, it's about the PITIFUL STARES, it's about the BURNING PASSION.

SECRET RELATIONSHIP - my love of gossip makes me a sucker for secret relationship stories because I truly want to be in everyone's business. Character A and B are dating? Brilliant. It's a secret? BRILLIANT.

SICK FIC - your poor little meow meow has a cold. Or your poor little meow meow has been poisoned with anthrax. Or your poor little meow meow is dealing with possible symptoms of schizophrenia. Or your poor little meow meow has been shot-

PSYCHO X PSYCHO - reidams fans, this one's for you 🥰

ENEMIES TO LOVERS - half of my requests are enemies to lovers requests! Feel free to include rivals to lovers, lovers to enemies, friends to enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers, or any such dynamic that your heart desires.

SHOOTING STARS:

Aries - "I burn for you. I can't sleep at night for wanting you. It's the most maddening, beguiling, damnable thing, but there it is."

Taurus - "There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me."

Gemini - "There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne, it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting."

Cancer - "I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil."

Leo - "There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion."

Virgo - "They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered."

Libra - "Somehow, we'll find it. The balance between whom we wish to be and whom we need to be. But for now, we simply have to be satisfied with who we are."

Scorpio - "She didn't understand why, but faced with those decaying buildings and straggling grasses, she was nothing but a child who had never lived."

Sagittarius - "If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."

Capricorn - "There's a low-level, specific pain and having to accept that putting up with you requires a certain generosity of spirit in your loved ones."

Aquarius - "An education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs, and then you had the urge to pass it on."

Pisces - "I think it's perfectly acceptable and rather admirable to be moderately delusional."

Rules:

I'm accepting reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fics for this challenge. It can feature any Criminal Minds character or any character from any fandom you write for. I assume a lot of people will stick with CM, but feel free to write for whoever you choose!

Please tag me in your entries or send the link to me in a DM. It can be already written, or you can write it for the challenge. Again, the tags I'm tracking are #reidersdaydreams and #reidersshootingstars ♡

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I will not endorse, nor do I want to read smut written by minors. I will check the ages of accounts posting smut.

For smut or angst fics that could include triggers, please include a content warning above the fic so we can be aware before reading!!

Enjoy!!

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