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[uheartlynn]

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modern au! ᥫ᭡.

fluff and quiet bakugo

mha 1-A big three going to a cafe almost every day to see there favorite barista:>

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bakugo katsuki,, cute college boy from ua !

he’s a regular, always ordering chai tea lattes with extra cinnamon on top.

you see him almost every day, (besides on ur days off ofc) you sometimes even wonder if he knows ur schedule..

you think he’s cute! he’s not rlly chatty tho. but sometimes you can catch him staring at you while asking him if he wants any dairy substitutions or when your working on his drink hehe

he’s so generous! he leaves the cute girl serving him coffee (you) a 25% tip.

“that’d be 4.23 today sir, thank you!” you say as you waved off your last customer. humming to the busy streets of tokyo, you hear the door bell ring. “welcome!” you yell, looking down at your notebook.

you hear rushed foot steps come towards you, looking up the customer, you see the same blonde boy with dark red eyes. “oh welcome in, katsuki was it?” you say smiling.

‘you remember his name?’ he thought. you see the tips of his ears turn red. “yeah. hi. could i get my regular?” he says. “of course, a 12oz i presume?” you smile tapping on the ipad register.

for some reason, his heart flutters. he feels giddy when you memorize what he wants. “mhm, yeah and could i get some cold foam on top, and cinnamon too. please.” he says. you nod. he just thinks your so cute, nodding at him like that. you notice him brush your hand against yours while handing you money; you fluster, but don’t mention anything though.

“thank you katsuki, tip?” (haha, the required question at work ,:<) he’s so kind. he gave you 25% and even a extra five dollars in cash! “aw, thank you so much! you’re so kind to me.” before he says anything, you stroll off to get started on his drink. he walks away too and sits down, pulling out a laptop and two small notebooks. he watches you, moving swiftly around making his drink. ‘should i ask her? it’s empty.. damn, why am i nervous? she’ll probably say yes. not like im some loser like deku..’

“katsuki! a chai latte for katsuki!” you yell. why do you have to be so cute? even when your just calling out for him to get his latte! he gets up and grabs it from you, but he stays there for a second staring right at you. you get nervous.. did i mess up his drink? wait he didn’t even tried it yet. “m, is something the matter sir?” he looks up at you.

“date. with me. go on a date with me.” he says looking anywhere but you with a sweet (but barely noticeable) blush on his face. he puts a piece of paper with his number on it in your hand, and walks away.

izuku midoriya, the sweetie who you spend breaks w/ <3

he’s also a regular! he’s always there waiting for your lunch break to spend time with u

you guys are school mates, he makes official “coffee (friend) dates” with you to support his delulu of actually dating you ‘^^

he has green hair, so he gets a sweet matcha with whipped cream! and he gets a bagel sandwich for some extra nutrition.

you guys actually do anatomy together for school! that’s how you met, so cute! he’s a double major. anatomy and criminology, duh. (hehe, since he writes abt quirks and he’s a hero:3)

“izuku, thanks so much for coming again! i really needed help with tonight’s project.” you say, sitting yourself down next to him with a cup of mocha in your hands. he smiles sweetly at you, adoration in his eyes.

“haha, y/n i always come.” he chuckles, making you flustered. you open your drawing book he hands to you, a little structure of a puppy and it’s labeled features on it. he opens his book too, sipping his matcha. he starts to ramble and rumble about class.

“and then, Iida told Todoroki to “step up his game”, they were both actually confused on what he said- oh!” he feels your head on his shoulder, his face heats up. your not even asleep! what does he do?!

you chuckle, “haha, sorry izu if i caught you off guard.. it’s just i’m kinda cold. and your really warm!” you say, averting your glance away from him.

“o-oh, uh it’s ok y/n! i don’t mind actually..” he’s actually super duper happy on the inside! he wants to kiss you right then and there, but he’s worried that’s gonna jump right over your boundaries + he’s not that bold enough to do that with a girl yet! not just any girl, you!

“mm. izuku, your so sweet. i’m so happy your my best friend. but i’ve been kinda thinking..” you say, he perks up. “hm?”

“do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

todoroki shoto, the mysterious rich boy on the block !

that cool looking boy you always see on the same subway you take, with earbuds in reading a book

you also always see him at your small little cafe! you can’t help but have a crush on him

ok maybe a big crush on him

he’s so mature too! he doesn’t order a mocha frappuccino like others, (which i love btw) but he orders a medium iced black coffee!

he’s also very generous with tips and once he even asked for your name! he’s very straight forward

“hi, welcome in.” you tell him. he gives you a small smile, your chest tightens. ‘dang he’s so cute, i wish i could just try to have the courage to talk to him on break’ :< “excuse me, are you ok? your face is red.” he says. you gasp quietly, ‘was i blushing?!’ “oh no no, i’m ok! what should you like?” you say brushing it off.

“oh alright. i’ll have a iced black coffee please.” he tells you. you nod, “ok! any sweet cream, milk, water, or cold foam you’d like? we have a sale on all additions on coffee.” you say sweetly. he blinks, “no thank you.” he says, already putting cash in the jar that says ‘tips for your kind barista!’

“oh thank you so much! hey, i always see you on the train. not trying to be weird! haha, just a coincidence.” ‘why did i say that.’

“oh, i sometimes see you as well.” he smiles. ‘huh, so she notices me. she’s different, and she’s kind. not to mention, pretty as well.’ (everyone notices you shoto!) “um excuse me,” he says, catching you by surprise

“yes?” you hum. “i was wondering if you’d like to spend some time with me. i would like to get to know you better.” he says, pointing at a empty table.

‘woah, he’s bold! wait is he asking me out, no he’s probably asking in like a “let’s be friends” sort of way.’ “um sure! haha actually it’s just in time for my break. my coworker mina will take care of your drink!” you smile. usually, you would say no if someone asked for your number or anything, but since he’s so polite and a school student (well you saw him walking out of ua university once) you could trust him! (actually don’t do this kids lol!)

you sit down together, it’s a little awkward..

“i was actually wondering, would you like to know me better? i find you delightful to be around with.. if it’s alright with you, of course.” he smiles.

my first fic! i hope you all enjoyed it | sorry if izuku and shotos are shorter than katsuki’s, i kinda got writers block there | more to come, not only for mha either! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

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fandoms i’m in :

haikyuu

pjsk colorful stage

naruto

genshin impact

gilmore girls

diary of a wimpy kid (rodrick)

harry potter

saiki k

[seafumes]

rich husbands who make their whole life about taking care of you.

oh, that necklace you glanced at while at the mall? now you're there trying several other ones on because "they all look perfect on you."

the dress you looked at through that shop window? bought. plus anything else you even remotely wanted.

that snack you crave almost all the time? he almost buys the whole business for you just to have them as often as you'd like. (in moderation of course!)

rich husbands who don't understand why you want to work, and every time you tell them why they simply say:

"i can provide more than enough for the both of us, but go ahead."

rich husbands the second they see you all stressed and tired from that job, call in and quit for you.

and when you try to get up the next morning to go to said job, he ushers you back to bed, lays you down and tells you to "not worry about that pesky job again."

rich husbands who like to make it known to everyone that you're married to him.

buys you the biggest rock you've ever seen adorned on your finger to propose to you, and makes it his routine to see if you have his ring on. (which you always do.)

indirectly flaunts it to passersby's by holding your hand, occasionally picking your hand up to inspect it, and trying not to crack a smile as he hears women gasp, and whisper, "she's one lucky woman."

rich husbands who tell everyone they know about you, whether that be coworkers, family, or random people, he'll always somehow flip the conversation to being about you.

"oh that? my wife is quite fond of it, yes."

"that reminds me of my wife, she quite likes those things. often calling them "cute.""

rich husbands <33

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౨ৎ⊹. BOYFRIEND!KENJI HEADCANONS! ── PART TWO.

── content warnings: F!reader, mention of emiko, mina, emi and professor sato, Kenji and you being Emi's parents, ultraman form and first part here!

── word count: 683!

⭑.ᐟ Becoming a warm routine, you and Kenji watched his old matches together, which were recorded by his mother, and it was, devoutly, impossible not to be moved by little Kenji in the presence of his teammates and Emiko's screams of celebration; who offered support and support for his son.

⤷ So, whenever you noticed the momentary change in his posture, caused by the commotion and emotion that was moving in his chest, leaving him vulnerable, you would rest your head on his shoulder and wrap one of your hands around his arm, signaling that you would always be there. supporting, loving and respecting him.

⭑.ᐟ Kenji, at every moment, in fact, always looked at your lips while you spoke, explained or even hummed something; it was automatic, he didn't know how to control it or moderate himself about it. — And he didn't even hide it, casually, he had given up trying to hide the action. — Well, it's not his fault if your mouth is so irresistible.

⤷ Yes, every time you opened your mouth, telling him how your day was or scolding him for getting hurt during a battle, there were Sato's eyes traveling over your lips.

"Emi's reflexes are improving, and Mina will examine her once more." — You said, correcting your posture on the sofa to admire the baby, who was playing with Mina, and finding it adorable. — "Oh! And she's learning another dance, you've got to see it." — Turning your head towards Kenji, you find his eyes, completely, immobilized on one part of your face, specifically, on the region of your lips. — "Ken? Can you hear me?" — No answer. — "Kenji?"

⭑.ᐟ During the beginning of your relationship, Kenji occasionally referred to you as his wife; he simply loved calling you that. — Because he felt, in his heart, that, in the future, it would be true and, in fact, official; he believed it. — Soon, it had become something so natural and special, also, very deep.

⤷ There were times, and some press conferences and magazine articles, when Sato mentioned you as his wife and didn't worry about questions from journalists. — Mainly, in his interview with Ami, when asked who he attributed his important change to.

"I wouldn't be here without my family, simple as that." — He explained, with an air of confidence and determination, focusing on his words. — "My dad, mom, wife…"

⭑.ᐟ Furthermore, Kenji refers to you as the mother — temporary, or also the second mother — of Emi; and Mina reinforced the insinuation, showing photos and videos of you to the baby, just like she did with Ken's. —Usually, when she didn't obey his orders or refused to learn something new, like a child, Kenji would declare that you wouldn't like to know about her stubbornness.

"Listen here, young lady!" — In the form of Ultraman, lurking and trying to reach the baby lizard, which was running and having fun around the base, Kenji didn't like the current situation. — "If your mother knows you don't want to take a shower, she won't be happy with you. — The robotic voice exclaimed from the place. — "And not even with me."

⭑.ᐟ You know that scene where he, in his Ultraman form, is sleeping with Emi and his father? This keeps happening between you! — Due to tiredness, exhaustion from the care you are taking with her, you and Kenji fall asleep with the big baby. — With Ken around, holding and protecting you from everything.

⭑.ᐟ When he woke up, with his clothes wrinkled and his hair completely messy and unruly, accompanied by the mug "I hate mornings", Sato found you and Mina watching Emi, who was sleeping peacefully. — After hours of singing an old and graceful lullaby, your voice had captivated the child. — He was still dazzled, but not surprised, by this situation.

"So, she fell for your charms?" — His morning voice, so hoarse and pleasant, compromising with good humor, even if a little exhausted. — "Huh?" — Arriving from behind, he rested his head on your shoulder, fitting in, as usual.

"Oh, yeah." — You answered, with conviction and grace, moving your hands to his messy hair, stroking it.— "Just like you one day fell!"

[just-nc-tea]

decelis academy: the hockey diaries - master list

⭑.ᐟ a series about falling in love featuring everyones favorite hockey players at DA

PAIRINGS: enhypen!hyung line x reader

GENRE: ice hockey, romance, angst, humour

STATUS: work in progress AN: This is my first time writing and publishing in quite a while, but I'm very excited! I have a giant miro board with all of the plot lines! These stories take place at the same time so be prepared for crossover episodes. Incase anyone is interested in being added to the taglist, just send an ask or comment.

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⭑.ᐟ The coaches daughter -  Lee Heeseung

A car accident has turned your life upside down, leaving you with a messed-up knee and ankle. Navigating college life with the joints of an eighty year old was hard enough, but when your dad insists you take an internship with the college men’s hockey team a certain person makes it even more annoying than it already was. Suddenly, you are thrust back into the hockey world you’ve spent years avoiding. It feels like a step backward, returning to the rink that symbolises everything that went wrong in your life. The worst part? Heeseung. The cocky captain who dismisses you as just the “fragile daughter” of the coach. And the person you will work together with most of the time. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: beginning of November

iced americano season ˗ˏˋ☕ˎˊ˗

⭑.ᐟ Strangers to lovers - Park Jongseong

A simple iced americano is about to ruin Jay’s entire season. If he just hadn’t ordered that iced americano at the beginning of the semester he could have avoided a whole lot of drama. Jay loves the thrill of college hockey, the parties, the glam. He isn’t as notorious as other players on his team but does enjoy the benefits of being a well known person on campus. Until a person doesn't know him and intrigues his interest. Y/N, the morning shift DJ at the uni radio station and barista in his new favourite cafe is the new distraction he did not need this season. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

the truth untold ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

⭑.ᐟ Exes to Lovers - Sim Jaehyun

Jake’s world takes a nosedive when he gets a wedding invite from his high school ex, and to avoid showing up single, he ropes his classmate Y/N into a fake relationship, just for the evening. They barely survive the wedding, but when a viral party scandal threatens Jake’s hockey career, management pushes them to keep up the act to save his image. What starts as a simple plan quickly spirals into something far more complicated as real feelings begin to blur the line between fake and genuine, leaving them both wondering if they’ve faked it for too long. STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

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⭑.ᐟ Roomates to Lovers - Park Sunghoon

A college freshman with a strict upbringing, Y/N is focused on her studies and career path, determined to avoid distractions—especially love. But living with Sunghoon, a charming, clean-cut ice skater with a love for partying, shakes up her orderly life. As they clash, bond, and slowly grow closer, Y/N finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about fun, friendship, and falling in love. Will she stick to her plans, or will Honnie's magnetic pull change her course? STATUS: work in progress RELEASE DATE: tbd

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the green room with arthur ₊˚⊹♡

words: 2,228 ✦ .ᐟ

♯┆ tour arthur hill, dominant arthur, smut

you’re on tour with arthur taking photos for his instagram, after celebrating his show in the green room with the rest of the crew, you’re both left alone sharing a bottle of champagne. as the beers begin to flow, so does arthur’s mouth with his confessions of the night.

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The concert had been incredible. From the packed crowd to the raw energy onstage, every moment seemed to pulse with excitement. As the final notes of the encore faded, you found yourself in the green room, camera slung around your neck, capturing the band’s afterglow. Amidst the laughter and celebrations, your eyes kept meeting Arthur’s. His glances felt more than you wanted to admit, each one lingering a second too long, his smile breaking into something almost shy every time he caught you catching him.

Eventually, the rest of the crew drifted out, leaving just you and Arthur alone in the quiet, dimly lit room. Arthur lounged on the couch, cheeks slightly flushed from the drinks, a lazy smile curling at his lips as he tilted his head back, looking every bit like he belonged in this moment. He raised his glass toward you with a grin.

“I think I’m officially gone,” he admitted with a soft laugh, the sound deep and easy, filling the silence between you.

You leaned sat on the sofa opposite him, feeling the warmth of the alcohol yourself but unwilling to tarnish the warmth in your cheeks. “Yeah, me too,” you replied, lifting your glass in response. “Not that either of us is going anywhere right now.”

Arthur’s grin softened, and there was a glimmer of something more intense now in his gaze. He tilted his head, looking at you with a serious expression. “You know what, fuck it. You looked really good tonight.”

Your heart skipped a beat, his unexpected sincerity catching you off guard. You raised an eyebrow, trying to keep things light. “Yeah? I noticed you staring.”

Arthur laughed softly, a low, teasing sound as he shrugged. “How could I not? You were standing right there, looking… god, you looked…” His voice trailed off, as if he couldn’t quite find the words, and his eyes dropped to you, darker than before. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, you know that?”

The words hit you, hard but full of truth, and you could feel your cheeks heat up. But before you could respond, Arthur straightened, his attention shifting to the fridge in the corner of the room. “I’m grabbing a beer. Want one?”

You grinned, rolling your eyes. “You know I don’t like beer.”

Arthur shrugged as he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle, his mischievous smirk unmistakable. “Oh, come on. I finally sung Lily tonight. You can’t say no to that.” He popped the cap off, holding the bottle up to you with a teasing look.

You shook your head, your eyes glinting with a playful defiance. “I’m not drinking that. You’ll have to make me.”

A playful challenge flashed in his eyes, and he took a step toward you, crossing the room with his beer in hand. “Don’t tempt me,” he said, his voice low and a little dangerous. He stopped in front of you, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off him. “Open your mouth,” he ordered softly, with a slight dazed smirk.

You pressed your lips together, shaking your head in refusal. “No.”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained by your stubbornness. He lifted the bottle and tilted it slightly, as if he was going to pour it. “Be good for me,” he whispered, placing a hand on your shoulder, his face close enough that you could feel his breath on your skin.

Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he gently brought his thumb to your bottom lip, brushing it softly. The touch was unexpected, sending a shiver through you as his thumb grazed over your skin.

“Open," he repeated, his tone softer now, but with that same firm authority. You froze, looking up at him through your lashes, a mix of defiance and anticipation in your dialated pupils. Arthur's thumb gently stroked your lip, pulling it down, his touch gentle yet unmoved, and without thinking, he coaxed your lips open just slightly. A small breath caught in your throat, and you could feel the heat pooling in your stomach.

Just as you did, he tilted the bottle toward you, letting a tiny bit of beer pour over your lip. The cold liquid dribbled down your chin and neck, and you gasped, feeling the coolness against your skin. Arthur’s eyes widened slightly, and his jaw clenched as he looked at you, his expression darkening. Arthur raised an eyebrow. He took a step closer, his body leaning in just enough to crowd you, the space between you suddenly narrowing.

“Fuck,” he whispered, almost to himself, his eyes locked on the trail of beer glistening on your neck.

Without hesitation, he reached forward, his hand moving to rest on the side of your neck, tilting your head slightly. His lips found the path of the beer, his mouth pressing against your skin in a slow, warm kiss. His tongue traced the line where the beer had spilled, his breath hot against your neck, and you felt your knees go weak at the contact.

Arthur’s kisses grew rougher, his mouth trailing along your neck with a heated urgency, his hands sliding up to the nape of your neck to hold you steady. His lips lingered at the hollow of your throat, his stubble grazing against your skin, leaving a tingling sensation in its path. You couldn’t help but close your eyes, a soft breath escaping you as you tilted your head, giving him more access.

The world around you seemed to melt away as his kisses became more insistent, more desperate. You felt his hand slide down to your waist, pulling you closer, your bodies now flush together. You tugged on his shirt pulling him on top of you feeling the tension that had been building between you both all night finally breaking free.

When he pulled back slightly, his eyes met yours, and there was a fierce, almost vulnerable intensity in his gaze. “I’ve been trying to keep this professional,” he murmured, his voice rough. “But fuck, I could fuck you on this sofa right now.”

Your heart raced, the weight of his words settling over you like a confession. Swallowing, you met his gaze, your voice slightly wavering as you felt your heart in your throat. “Arthur…”

Arthur’s fingers tightened on your waist as he took a breath, his eyes never leaving yours. “You’re all I’ve been thinking of all night.” His hand cupped your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek as he searched your eyes, as though looking for confirmation.

You felt a surge of courage as you leaned forward, closing the last bit of space between you both, your lips meeting his in a messy, drunk kiss. The kiss deepened quickly, his tongue licking along your lower lip, pulling it back slightly with his teeth.

The room felt scorching and the heat of Arthur’s body on yours only turned you on more, leaving just the two of you, lost in the heat of the kiss and the heady thrill of finally giving in. His hands moving gradually down your stomach, his fingers undoing your zipper to then hook the waistband of your jeans, pulling them down your thighs. You adjusted your legs, breaking the kiss to look down at your jeans being discarded on the floor, leaving you in just your shirt and underwear. Your fingers slid up to his chest, feeling the quick beat of his heart under your touch as his eyes devoured you.

When you finally pulled back, both of you breathless, Arthur’s eyes searched yours, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

“Fuck, you’re so.. you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”

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His hands caressed your thighs, slowly inching upwards, causing your breath to quicken. You arched your back slightly, inviting him to explore further.

Arthur's fingers deftly traced the hem of your shirt, his touch sending shivers of anticipation through your body. With each passing moment, the tension between you grew, like a tightly coiled spring ready to snap.

"I want to taste you," he said, his voice hoarse with need. His lips found your neck again, leaving a trail of hot kisses that made you squirm with pleasure. You tilted your head back, granting him better access, your body already responding to his touch.

As Arthur's kisses traveled lower, you felt his warm breath against the sensitive skin of your cleavage. He stops for a moment lifting your shirt above your head, throwing it behind the sofa. His hands gently cupped your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples through the fabric. A soft moan escaped your lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated desire.

"You like that, don't you?" Arthur whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "I want to hear you moan my name." His words sent a wave of heat rushing to your core, and you couldn't deny the pleasure his touch was eliciting.

Arthur kissed further down, nipping and biting as he travels further. When your lacy black bra beneath is exposed, his eyes sharpen with desire as he took in the sight of your exposed skin. He leaned in, his warm breath caressing your bare shoulders, sending goosebumps down your arms.

You reached up, threading your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. The sensation of his lips on your skin was far too much, and you couldn't help but arch into him, seeking more contact.

Arthur's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of your body. His touch was both gentle and possessive, leaving a trail of fire burning in its path. He kissed and bit at your skin, his breath hot and needy, driving you to the brink of ecstasy.

"I want you," he growled, his voice thick with passion. "I want to feel you around me." His words made your head spin as you eagerly reached for his belt, ready to unleash the desire that burned between you.

With skilled fingers, you undid his belt and unbuttoned his trousers, your hands brushing against the hardness beneath. Arthur's breath caught, and he groaned, his eyes never leaving yours. The anticipation was almost unbearable as you slowly revealed his throbbing erection, freed from its confines.

You stroked him gently, feeling his length pulsate in response. He hissed, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment before locking with yours again.

"I need to be inside you," he said, his voice strained. With a swift motion, he lifted your hips, positioning himself at your entrance, moving to grind his tip on your clit teasingly. You gasped as he slowly entered, filling you inch by inch.

The sensation of being stretched and filled by Arthur's dick was overwhelming. You moaned, your head leaning on his shoulder, scratching him with your nails through his shirt, as he began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. He pulled at your hair forcing you to look him in the eyes, your lips parted in a silent plea for more as your eyelids felt heavy.

Arthur's thrusts were powerful, each one hitting a sweet spot deep within you. You clung to him, your head being thrown back as he tugs at your hair, the act forcing waves of pleasure to wash over you. His name escaped your lips in a breathy moan, and he responded by kissing you deeply, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his hips.

The green room echoed with the sounds of your moans and whimpers—the wet sounds of the skin slapping against each other, sighs of pleasure, and the rhythmic creaking of the sofa. Arthur's kisses became more messy and sloppy, his movements faster, as he drove you both towards the edge.

"Come, my beautiful girl," he whispered between kisses, his words a contrast to the primal grunts that accompanied his increasing tempo. "Let go, baby. Come for me."

His words were like a trigger, and you felt your orgasm building, ready to overflow onto his dick. Your body tensed, every nerve ending alive with sensation. Arthur's lips found your breasts, kissing them gently as he thrust harder, driving you over the edge.

A cry escaped your lips as your climax hit, waves of pleasure rippling through your body. Arthur's name was a mantra on your lips as you rode the waves of pleasure, your body trembling with the force of your release.

Arthur's own release was imminent, his thrusts becoming erratic as he fought to maintain control. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath against your skin as he found his own climax. With a final, powerful thrust, he came deep into you, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

In the aftermath, Arthur collapsed onto the sofa, his weight pressing you into the cushions. His heavy breathing mingled with yours, and you could feel his heart pounding against your chest. You ran your fingers through his hair, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

As you lay entwined, the green room seemed to shimmer with the aftermath of your climax. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat

Arthur lifted his head, his brown eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "You're incredible," he whispered, his lips finding yours in a tender kiss.

"I guess that’s the end of strictly professional." he laughs.

You smiled, your heart still racing from the intensity of the experience. "I guess it is," you replied, your voice now strained.

As you both slowly regained your composure, the realisation dawned that this moment was just the beginning.

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a/n: I AM SO JEALOUS OF PEOPLE WHO ARE SEEING ARTHUR ON TOUR!! i wish there were more arthur fics so i had to take it upon myself to GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT

a/n 2: added the extra part i wanted to the original story

also @arthurhillmastermind i hope this is up to your standard !! xx

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౨ৎ ⁺ . Dolly n Honeys Collab .ᐟ 🎀🍯🐬

Hii Dolls!! im soo soo 2 do this collabs with one of my favorite blogs @honeytonedhottie !!! basically we’ll be talking about persistence and being limitless!!🧁🎀 Enjoy!!!

Honey 𝜗𝜚 ! 🍯🎀

HOW TO PERSIST ; persisting simply means reminding urself that u already have whatever it is that u want. when u persist, you decide what it is that u want and you STICK to it.

the oxford definition of persistence simply means to continue in an opinion or course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition.

your 3d literally has no choice but to catch up and reflect the new thoughts that ur thinking in ur 4d so just KEEP GOING. if ur gonna whine or complain every step of the way and think thoughts like "persisting is hard" or "theres lots of resistance/difficulty with manifesting" then thats what ur going to experience.

manifesting is easy, effortless, and instant. when u catch urself thinking thoughts that perpetuate the old story, remind urself that no matter what, whatever u persist in will harden into reality simply because it HAS to. stop getting in your own way!!

Dolly ୨୧ ! 🎀🫧🍨🛼

Limitless > Imagination!! 🎀🧁

Limitless Definition; Possesing power of an immeasurable rate a perfect way to describe your power your literally the god of your reality and you know you might think thats silly or “delusional” its so true though like ever since birth people are conditioned to believe that being negative is the more “logical” and “realistic” way to think than positive whoch is such a stupid revelation because all throughout life you meant to believe that you have to bring yourself down to earth about achieving something and that you’ll never have “__” because of “__” but that makes no sense seeing all of the extraordinary achievements that humans have done like

- build rockets and do rocket science

- walk on the moon

- build the great wall of china

and so many others including the human body its self your cells in your body healing and protecting wounds and your organs being able to stay in the designated spot no matter what and you think “logic” actually matters? everything in the human mind is projected i mean everything you use on a daily basis started off in the mind it all stems from imagination i mean just think about how everything around you started put as an idea in someones head!!

Decisions!! 🎀🍨🫧

deciding is the final decision and the final outcome no matter what no questions asked like if you went too a sushi restaurant and ordered and decided that you want a shrimp tempura roll you will have the shrimp tempura roll no matter what

Concepts !! 🎀🧁🐬

“if the concept of something can exist then that can be achieved no matter” literally something i think about alot and a direct quote from yours truly like most people do think that you can have something because its quote “unrealistic” or it “doesn’t exist” but if that were really the case than why is the concept of it allowed to prosper like if those things really didn’t exist then the concept of Billionaires or Superpowers and Superheroes wouldn’t exist or even time travel everything single one of those things are a product of imagination!!! 💭🎀

[mazeofyeni]

✶ৎ RELATIONSHIPS ──── with nct 127 .ᐟ

. ⋆ ˚ ۪ ⋆ ˚ ۪ ⋆ 🍇 put it on replay . . .

MAZEOFYENIS NAVIGATION get to know all about nct only girl member bae yoonchae — ❪ yoonchaes' masterlist ❫ !

「 ౨ৎ: authors note 」 i tried something different and i like the way it came out , also mark and hyuck are with dream

[ ❛ OLDER BROTHERS ! ─── her overall relationship with 127 . . . ]

after her brother returned back to hawaii , the one-two seven boys kinda took over that role and suddenly she had seven older brothers that she never knew she needed. unlike the dreamies , at first she was awkward around them — maybe because most of them were her brothers and his friends back home ages and she barely knew how to not be a nervous around them so imagine being surrounded by a bunch you don't really know.

that was then , and it didn't last long , after a while they became closer and she became nct 127's official little sister ( and doyoungs worst nightmare ). they always invite her out and treat her to food , and when she cooks , she always makes enough side dishes for them , since they like them more than the dreamies...

they really are like her older brother , they tease her all the time , but they're also very protective over her...

MOST FAMOUS SHIPS . . .

coming in first place at 35.1% it's definitely johnny , her relationship with johnny is like her relationship with mark , earlier in her training days she stuck with him like with mark , he reminded her of her brother the most with his goofy personality. he's the one she calls when she needs someone to put something together — and that one time she called him about the spider but that was different. . .

jaehyun comes in second at 34.8% ; this ship really shot into everyone's hearts when they noticed how much he truly adored her , he'd always talk about how he'd pick her up from school and take her for street food when they had days off , most recently when she was on hiatus and they were seen out getting food , luckily the fan didn't bother them but she did say he was comforting her a lot.

lastly in third at 30.1% is doyoung and being the youngest doyoung never really felt the other end of the annoying little siblings — that was until yoonchae , and he really hasn't had a day of peace since 2017. there was a time where it was a bit awkward when she had a little school girl crush and for obvious reasons he let her down gently but after she came to her senses and got over the embarrassment she became the thorn in his side that he also can't help but adore as well

❪ other ships in order of most to least favorite❫ —

NAKAMOTO YUTA - her best friend in 127 , someone she really admires and respects , they have a mutual respect for each other , someone each other could trust and lean on if needed.

LEE TAEYONG - an underrated ship but taeyong will say he practically raised her , a ship that isn't seen much on camera but is very much in the top five of overall nct ships.

KIM JUNGWOO - things are still a bit awkward with these two , they don't really hang out like she does with the others , but it's no bad blood and they still speak highly of each other.

「 contact names: 」

taeyong : yongie oppa👾 / chae🫰🏻

yuta : yuta-san 🖤/ 花🥀 ( flower )

jaehyun : valentine boy ❤️‍🔥/ yoonie

johnny : john 💪🏻 / noonie🧟‍♀️

doyoung : doie oppa 🤗/ 통증🙃

jungwoo : baechae 🦋 / woojung 🐶

[seafumes]

thinking about a kinich who is always around the corner when you need something 🙁🙁

oh someone is hitting on you?? will pull them aside (if he doesn't already confront them first) and threaten kindly remind them that you're off limits!

some hillichurls are attacking you?? he's either swooping you away or jumping in front of you, taking them out in one blow.

it doesn't matter if you have a vision or not, he'll always make some type of excuse to protect you. (if ajaw doesn't make a comment first.)

you need to reach something?? he's not that tall but he's already doing some spider-man shit to get you the item.

+++ um he definitely has done the spider-man kiss thingy at LEAST once. idc (i actually need someone to draw that i might die without it)

sigh i love kinich guys 🙁

[seafumes]

tsundere boyfriends who will never admit how much they love your hands on them.

tsundere boyfriends whose faces will flush whenever you cling to their arm, or hold their hand in public.

tsundere boyfriends whose only response is to complain about the matter, even though you can feel their hand tighten its grasp on your own.

tsundere boyfriends who, no matter how much they protest, would rather die than let you let go of them.

tsundere boyfriends who are quick grab your hand when you do let go of them, uttering a "i didn't say i wanted you to let go." under their breath.

tsundere boyfriends who are always caught off guard when you hug them, a seemingly "annoyed" "what are you doing." coming out of their mouth.

tsundere boyfriends who take FOREVER to hug you back, but when they do, they never want to let go.

tsundere boyfriends who love when you trace their scars/markings. (especially when cuddling.) they relish in the feeling of your soft hands tracing their rough skin.

tsundere boyfriends who mutter a series of sleepy complaints whenever you do trace them, but make no move to remove your hands.

tsundere boyfriends who will never admit how much they love your hands on them, but you know.

recommended: rich husbands / request page

[seafumes]

random bf itto texts!

texts with ur silly boyfriend itto!!!

crack, fluff

female reader, established relationship, spelling errors but i'm leaving them cuz he would.

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