#☀️bottom moods

[prettyboybun]

Being a cute little lamb by myself out in wide open fields when a werewolf from the nearby woods decides he wants me for his own. He's planning a chase, to have to pursue me and pin me down and...

But to his shock, I walk right up to him and nuzzle my fluffy head into him. I shyly admit that I'd seen him from a distance and that I wanted to be close to him, and maybe even get claimed by him, if he wants.

Once the initial surprise wears off, he gathers me close and kisses my head, laying me down on the forest floor. He praises me for being so sweet and soft for him, tells me of course he'll lay claim to my precious body.

He takes his time softly stroking me, groping my soft parts firmly. He molds me into putty in his hands, kissing me deeply, grinding his knot against my hole until I'm whining and begging him to breed me.

My werewolf lover takes me slow, at first, savouring my warmth and my little shaky whimpers into his skin. After a little bit, though, he thrusts into me with sharp, precise movements until the knot pops in. He growls and chomps down on my neck, knotfucking me as hard as he can, kissing my forehead while I plead for him to breed me.

Afterwards, he bundles me up in his arms and lets me fall asleep against him, praising me for being such a good little lamb for him ♥️🐑

-💌

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Thank you! Okay here’s my idea. It’s kinda like a slowburn fic but tickling? So imagine it’s a Ler in a Ler mood (maybe Chan?) but is trying to hold back from acting on it cuz he doesn’t wanna make the others uncomfortable. But the members notice and decide to tease the Ler by doing little things near him but not close enough to let him participate. So like poking each other, short quick tickle, stretching and showing off weak spots but hiding them too fast. Just really making the Ler mood for him worse trying to break him but he keeps holding back until finally one of the Lees just flat out invites him to tickle them cuz you know you want to hyung. Basically a flustered shy Ler fic! I hope I explained it right. I think it’d be fun for it to be a longer fic so you can play up the flustery parts. That’s my idea! I love ur writing so I hope you like this idea and feel inspired to write it! If not, maybe one day I will post my version of it. Thank youuu!! ☀️

𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 — 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗮’𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹:

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨: 3.5k

𝙖/𝙣: happy birthday to me!! i’m so happy i got to post this fic on time hehe :3 i hope you all enjoy this!!

𝒍𝒆𝒆: skz

𝙡𝙚𝙧: chan

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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞? 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐛s🖤

Ler mood: 9/10 

Chan was this close to losing it. He felt the overwhelming guilt flood his system, like the feeling of sticky fingers after eating ice cream, that annoyingly clammy feeling that spreads through the body with no end in sight. 

Jisung’s gentle snoring filled the studio, and Channie watched, laptop forgotten and bottom lip between his teeth, as the smaller boy shifted, his shirt rising just a bit more to reveal his tiny belly button. 

The urge to stick a finger in there, to hear the high pitched squeal and chaotic, unhinged laughter that would ensue was catastrophic. Chan fidnt know how he’s still holding back. 

But he was asleep, and what if it irritated him? 

Chan felt the guilt rise again, and he nearly groaned out loud. His ler mood was killing him, and he needed one of the members right now or else he might actually explode. 

Okay…so maybe he became a bit dramatic when his mood hits. But who could blame him?

Listening to Jisung complain about how sleep deprived he had been lately, Chan knew it would be horrible to just disturb him like that. 

Ler mood: 8/10

Wandering around the dorm in search of a potential lee, a sinking feeling began to emerge in Chan’s gut. Am I too overbearing? Is this crossing the line? And worst of all, Am I…weird for doing this? 

Chan froze mid-step, vision going slightly blurry as tears welled up in his eyes. He felt absolutely horrible, hunting his members down to tickle them just because he was feeling a certain way. 

Even if Changbin’s tummy looked too sweet not to be tickled, and even if Seungmin called him old one too many times, Chan wondered if the members hated the spontaneous tickling sessions he threw at them, whether it made them nervous, or even worse, scared of the leader. 

Dinner time was a chaotic time as normal, all the members chatting as they devoured the scrumptious cooking, courtesy of Minho. Except for one. 

Chan moved around the food on his plate with his fork and spoon, feeling squeamish and uncomfortable with the prospect of eating. He felt nervous as he felt seven pairs of eyes stare him down, like a flight of hawks. 

“You haven’t eaten a thing, hyung… are you okay?” Hyunjin’s tone dripped of suspicion, like honey, sweet and sultry at the same time. 

Channie gulped. “Yes, I’m fine,” He chuckled, trying to act normal even if he knew it wouldn’t work. His thoughts were confirmed when Minho narrowed his eyes at him across the room. 

Chan excused himself, trying his hardest to ignore how the others stared holes into the back of his head as he set his plate in the sink and left. 

Ler mood: 10/10

Hearing the sound of screaming laughter, Chan shot up from his studio table, turning his head to see the rest of the members immersed in playful banter, and poor m was getting it, dozens of fingers attacking as he squealed out, face red. 

Chan fought the itch to join in, instead trying to block out the sound of the maknae’s joyful hysterics  by slamming his headphones onto his head, pressing them against his ears in a hope that they’d drown out the laughter that made him wanna cry. 

It did nothing, and Chan felt his eyes well up with tears again as he was forced to listen to the one sound that he wanted to elicit the most. 

He watched in slight sadness as Changbin showed off the progress on his muscles, pointedly looking at Chan to signify his point, and Chan felt horribly guilty for not being able to focus on anything other how exposed Changbin’s armpit was, and how easy it’s be to pin him down and tickle him silly. 

It happened later again with Minho too. His feet were in Chan’s lap while the leader massaged, and Minho kept giving him hard looks, almost as if to try and egg him on as Channie’s brain filled with thoughts on how simply he could just skim his fingers along Minho’s soles and have the younger go ballistic beneath his tickling fingers. 

Then with Jeongin too. The maknae kept poking Channie’s sides, at this point he was just asking for it, telling Chan fo get him back fast because “You know you want to, hyung.”

Chan wondered if it was all on purpose and the members knew, or if the universe was conspiring against him to make his ler mood worse. 

Ler mood: 10/10

After two grueling days of drowning in his own thoughts, Chan was dragged into the living room by Minho, and there awaited the one sight that he’d been dreading. 

All of the members were seated around the couch, eyes sad and expressions concerned. Chan felt a knot form in his throat, and he felt so bad for making them feel upset. 

“Hyung, seriously, what’s going on?” Minho asked, his tone gentle as he took both of Channie’s hands. “Did someone hurt you? Do you feel sick? You’ve been off lately, we’ve all been worried.”

“Please,” Felix joined in. “Please just tell us. You can trust us, hyung.”

“Yeah,” Jisung added. “We know you love to tickle us, and we love to be tickled, hyung. You can do what you want when you’re in a ler mood. Don’t hold it back and don’t overthink it. You’re destroying your own happiness.”

Chan sank into the nearby couch section, and his mind felt like it was exploding, and it was unbearable. 

“I just want…to make you laugh. I want to make you all happy…” He started, sniffling as he felt many pairs of arms wrap around him. “It’s stupid…that I’m overthinking a ler mood, but I don’t want to…make you all uncomfortable.”

Jisung giggled, sinking to his knees in front of Chan, hands reaching out to cup the leader’s cheeks and jaw, wiping away the stray tears with his thumbs. “So you were watching me sleep because you wanted to tickle me?”

The leader sputtered, cheeks going red as the whole group laughed. “Well—hey!”

“So hyung’s in a ler mood. So why don’t we let him tickle us? You know you want to, hyung,”  Seungmin announced nonchalantly, although his red ears and pink cheeks told another story. 

“Mmm…how about two minutes each in whatever spot he wants?” Hyunjin joined in, teasingly poking a reddening Jeongin’s cheek. 

After some time discussing, the members all gathered on the carpet in a circle, staring up at Chan as the eldest gleefully sat in the center. 

“Everyone has to try not to move their arms a lot, so that he’ll be able to do what he wants.” Minho announced. 

“Easy for you to say, remember how many times you nearly killed hyung by slapping him while he tried to tickle you?” Jisung laughed, screaming when Minho made claws at his face. 

“First, Seungmin!” Felix screeched, and all of the members jumped into action, dragging the protesting puppy into the center of the circle, and restraining him to the floor. 

Biting his lip, Seung could feel his cheeks heat up as Chan stepped over him, then lowered to pin his hips to the floor. The leader’s slightly shy gaze was too much, and Seungmin squeezed his eyes shut, feeling flustered. 

He felt his shirt being untucked and pulled away, and he let out a helpless whine as his tummy was exposed to the cool air. 

Then, Seung felt a pair of lips attach to his belly, and his eyes shot open in horror, but far too late. 

“Oh my—GAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” Seungmin shrieked as he tried to curl in on himself to protect his tummy from the endless raspberries being peppered onto it. 

Chan smiled, albeit shyly, holding Seungmin’s sides while he blew a long one right into the boy’s navel. “NO—NOHOHOHOHOOO!! Ihihihit tihihihickles!!” Seungmin whined, unable to shield himself in any way. 

He endured more and more, feeling like he was gonna burst from how hard he was laughing. He even heard himself snort—how embarrassing. “STAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! Pleheheheheheaseee!!”

Before he even knew it, his time was up, and he was released. Panting, Seungmin ran towards Felix and dragged him to the center of the circle. 

Now, Felix was a giggling mess, pinned on his back in the middle of the living room floor. His arms were stretched above his head, held firmly by Hyunjin, whose long fingers were occasionally scribbled along Felix’s forearms to keep him squirming.

Seungmin, seeking revenge, and Jeongin, had each grabbed one of his legs, keeping them still despite Lixie’s half-hearted attempts to kick free. The boy whined and kicked, but he was unable to break free. 

Chan hovered near his waist, fingers poised hesitantly, but his expression was gleeful and joyful. 

Lixie let out a helpless wheeze, eyes fearful hesitatingly Changbin scooted to his torso, holding down his hips. “Please���Channie hyung, go easy!”

Chan grinned, confidence regained, and his fingers descended happily onto Felix’s waist. Lix’s reaction was immediate: his body arched off the floor, a burst of uncontrollable laughter spilling out of him.

“Gotcha~” Chan said smugly, his fingers moving with accuracy as he targeted Felix’s ribs.

Felix twisted and squirmed, his laughter growing louder and more desperate. “HYUHUHUHUHUNG!! THAHAHAHAHAT’S CHEEHHEHEHEATING!!” 

“How?” Chan asks, digging deeper to hear the brownie boy squeal, his body arching a little bit unable to go far. 

“Youhuhuhu knohohow that’s my wohohohOHOHORST SPOHOHOHOHOHOT!!” Felix howled, body bucking as he felt more fingers spider along his sensitive skin. 

“Times up!” Changbin called, and Chan groaned. 

“IHIHIHITS OKAHAHAHAAY!! Gohhohohoh on ihihihits fihihine!!” Felix squealed, wanting Chan to have as much time as he wanted to tickle the members until his ler mood was satisfied.

Chan smiled gently at that, continuing to tickle for about another minute with joy, loving the way his sunshine squirmed beneath him, laughing so happily at something so simple as some ticklish touches. 

Chan finally leaned back, giving Felix a moment to catch his breath. Felix panted, his voice hoarse but still tinged with residual giggles.

Hyunjin and Seungmin finally released him, and Felix immediately curled into a ball, hugging his sides protectively.

Hyunjin had been laughing way too hard during Felix’s ticklish ordeal. He’d been the first to volunteer to pin Felix’s arms, the loudest to chime in with teasing remarks, and the most smug about his role in the chaos.

So when Felix finally caught his breath, wiping away tears of laughter, he turned toward Hyunjin with a look that could only be described as pure vengeance. 

“Come here!” He shouted, grabbing Hyune’s arms and dragging him to the center, much to the others’ delight as they pinned him down. 

“No, no, NO!” Hyunjin shrieked, scrambling to his feet as Felix grabbed his arms to pin. The rest of the group erupted into cheers, their laughter filling the living room as Lixie tackled Hyunjin to the floor with surprising speed.

Hyunjin’s legs kicked wildly, but Chan was quick to sit on them, his grin smug as he held Hyunjin’s ankles down. “Oh, no, you’re not going anywhere,” Chan said, his tone playful as he grabbed at Hyunjin’s waist, motioning Lix to keep his arms steady as he dug deep into the boy’s armpits. 

Hyunjin shrieked, laughter tumbling out of him as Chan’s thumbs massaged torturous circles into his sensitive skin, even slipping under his shirt to access the bare skin. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” The ferret screamed dramatically, bucking up and down as Chan dug even deeper, grinning maniacally as Hyune squealed in response. 

Hyunjin’s laughter was frantic now, unable to get enough air between the bursts of giggles. His feet twitched and jerked, but no matter how much he squirmed, Felix and Seungmin kept him firmly in place.

“YOUHUHU AHAHAHAALLL SUHUHUHUHUCK!!” The laughter that spilled from Hyunjin was near non-stop, and the sound was contagious. His whole body shook with helpless giggles, making it hard for him to catch his breath as Chan’s relentless poking continued at his armpits.

Changbin raised a single arm to signify the time completed, and Chan released the red faced boy instantly, laughing as Hyune practically scrambled to hide behind a very amused Jisung. 

Hyunjin, still flushed with laughter and completely winded, shot them all a glare, though it was hard to stay mad when his grin was just as wide as everyone else’s.

Changbin had been watching the chaos unfold with a mixture of amusement and caution. Being the self-proclaimed strongest member, he was confident that he wouldn’t fall victim to the tickle onslaught that had already claimed three of the members.

But when the others turned their attention to him, his confidence started to waver.

“No! Not me!” He stumbled backwards as five of the members began to approach to help Chan—Minho, Seungmin, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Felix. 

“Careful boys,” Chan called out. “He won’t go down without a fight.” He proclaimed dramatically. 

It ended up taking all seven of them to bring a wailing Changbin to the floor. 

“NOOOOO!!” He cried out as each member sat on one of his limbs to finally pin him down, and he squeaked in fear as the leader sat triumphantly on his thighs. 

“Ready, Binnie?~” Chan cooed, but he didn’t wait for an answer. He shot his hands to Changbin’s hips, and much to the poor boy’s horror, dug in deep with his thumbs. 

“AAAHAHAHAHAHAA!! NOHOHOHOT THE HIPS, NOTTHEHIPS—AAHAHAHAHAHA!!” 

Chan grinned in amusement as Changbin flopped around, laughing his head off as the leader targeted one of the worst spots on his body. 

“Not so strong now, huh?” Minho crooned, laughing as Changbin let out an adorable snort of laughter before devolving into frantic cackles yet again. 

“ENOUGH—EHEHEHEHENOUGHHHH!! IHIHIHU GIVE UHUHUHUHUP!!” 

The timer rang faintly in the background, so Chan gave Binnie’s hips one last squeeze before letting the boy go, relishing in how red the rapper’s face had become, combined with how teary eyed he seemed. 

Changbin groaned, burying his face in his hands. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Nope,” the others said in unison, laughing as they watched their strongest member reduced to a giggling, embarrassed mess.

Jeongin had been watching from the sidelines with a mix of amusement and dread. Sure, he’d laughed along with the others as Seungmin, Felix, Hyunjin, and Changbin were respectfully reduced to ticklish messes, but the way everyone slowly turned their attention toward him made his stomach drop.

“No. Nope. Not happening,” Jeongin said, backing up quickly, his hands raised in a defensive gesture.

“Oh, it’s definitely happening,” Chan said, his smile far too innocent to be reassuring.

“You’ve been way too smug over there,” Seungmin added, cracking his knuckles as he stepped forward. “Time to see how well you can handle it, maknae.”

Innie darted a glance around the room, trying to find an escape route, but the others had already spread out, blocking any possible exit. “Guys, come on,” He said, his voice pitching slightly as he tried to reason with them. “I’m the youngest! You can’t do this to me!”

Felix snorted. “That’s exactly why we can do this to you.”

Before Jeongin could make a break for it, Hyunjin and Changbin lunged forward, grabbing him by the arms. Innie let out a startled yelp, thrashing wildly as they dragged him toward the center of the circle.

“NOO!!” He shrieked as high pitched as he could, causing one of the members to groan loudly in the background. Innie was very quickly shut up by the feeling of feathers gliding along his neck. 

“WAHAIT!! Nohohohohobody sahahahaid toohohohohools!!” Jeongin squealed as Chan cooed, cupping the maknae’s chin with one hand and tilting his head up to expose his neck, grinning down at the youngest’s giggly expression while the others used whatever feathers they found, tracing and fluttering along his sensitive neck. 

“I know, I know,” Chan pouted down at the maknae. “But you’re too cute not to use them on~”

Innie giggled, eyes tearing up as the tickles continued without an end in sight. More feathers fluttered along the shell of his ears, and Jeongin exploded into giggles, his face scrunching up as he squirmed helplessly.

“Oh, baby, I love you so much,” Chan smiled, brushing Innie’s hair out of his face. “You’re so cute~”

The timer rang loudly, disrupting the vibe, but Jeongin was too dazed to really care. The members made sure to slow to a stop, however. 

“Look who’s so cute being tickled,” Jisung chuckled. 

“Good, because you’re next, and boy am I not gonna let you off easy~” Chan laughed, and Jisung gulped hard. 

“This is a bad idea,” Jisung said quickly, his words tumbling over each other as he was dragged to the center. “You really don’t want to do this. I’ll scream. The neighbors will call the cops.”

“Let them,” Chan replied smoothly, kneeling beside him with a devilish grin. “We’ll just explain that our dear Han Jisung couldn’t handle a little tickling.”

Chan didn’t wait for him to finish. His hands dove straight for Jisung’s ribs, digging in with a devilish intent, and the effect was immediate.

“NOOHOHOHO!! AAAAAHHH!!” Jisung shrieked, his body jerking violently as he tried to escape the relentless fingers.

“Oh, he’s loud,” Felix noted with a grin, poking at Jisung’s sides to add to the chaos.

“I CAHAHAHANT HEHEHELP IHIHIHIT!!” Sung howled as Chan scribbled deep into the crevices. 

“Reeeaallly had to go for the death spot, huh?” Minho winced as Sungie let out a particularly long scream of laughter. 

“LET ME GO LET ME GO—AHAHAHAHAGH STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Jisung screeched, a laughing, flailing mess as Chan really used the tips of his fingers to taser at the skin. 

“THEHEHEHE TIHIHIHIMERRR!!” Jisung wailed as a last resort, and the second Chan stopped, the sound of the ringing became clear. 

“Whoops…sorry Sung,” Chan grinned sheepishly as everyone released the quokka’s limbs. 

“You’re all…soho evil…” Sungie panted. 

Minho had been quietly observing the chaos from the corner of the room, his arms crossed and his face set in a neutral expression, though his sharp eyes betrayed a hint of amusement. 

He’d been smart enough to stay out of the fray while everyone else fell victim one by one, but as the group’s focus began to shift in his direction, his confidence faltered.

“What about Minho hyung?” Jeongin said suddenly, an impish grin spreading across his face as he wiped at the tears still clinging to his cheeks. “He’s been awfully quiet over there.”

Minho’s eyes darted to the grinning maknae, and he was already planning exactly where he’s wreck him until the boy was a giggling, howling mess. 

“Yes, I saved the best for last.” Chan grinned, cracking his knuckles. Minho felt a spike of nervousness spread through his system. 

He let himself be dragged to the center. What? He was already gonna be wrecked anyway, might as well save the energy fighting to actially survive the wrecking.

Minho groaned as Jisung cleared his throat. “I have a very special announcement for you, Channie hyung.” 

Minho shot his head up, pleading with his eyes to Jisung to not tell him. Don’t tell him. Please—

“Minho hyung has this really adorable habit of flapping his hand whenever he gets overwhelmed while being tickled.” Sungie blabbed joyfully. 

Screw you, Han Jisung. 

“Oh, really?” Chan smiled down at Minho, who frantically shook his head, biting his lip to seal his mouth closed as the leader directed the others to pull the dancer’s knees away from each other. 

“Such ticklish thighs, aren’t they?” 

Minho nearly screeched in response, and he’s never felt so much fear in one moment. Laughter exploded out of him the minute Chan’s hands clamped down on the firm muscle of his thighs. 

“NOHOHOHOHOHOTT THEHEHEHEHEERE!!” Minho screeched as Chan squeezed, and the leader watched as Min’s fists clenched in a desperate attempt to alleviate the ticklish sensations. And to possibly hide that flapping of his. 

Channie cooed, slipping his fingers under the capri pant leg to truly access that sensitive area right above Minho’s knee with his nails. The poor boy went absolutely ballistic, thrashing as laughter poured out of him endlessly. 

Then it happened. 

Minho’s fingers splayed free and his hands began to flap erratically in a desperate, frantic motion as he cackled in the background. 

Chan felt his heart nearly explode with how much it swelled. “Awwww…you’re so cute, Minho-yah…”

Minho kicked his legs out, a mess of laughter and adorable squeals as his hands continued to flap in tiny, fluttering motions, fingers closing and opening in frantic desperation.  

“IHIHIHIM NOHOHOHOT CUUHUHUHUHUTE!!” Minho wailed, tears spilling down his cheeks as Channie’s nails teased at his sensitive thighs, massaging circles deep into the firm skin and sending Minho into a screaming, thrashing frenzy of laughter. 

The timer rang faintly, but Chan continued going until he was satisfied at how much he had tickled the fight out of Minho. 

“That habit of yours,” Chan chuckled. “Cutest fucking thing ever.” 

Minho blushed a deep red at the ears, shoving at Chan’s arm as he panted, gasping for air. “You’re welcome I didn’t put up a fight, dipshit,” Minho melted as Chan hugged him tight. 

Ler mood: 0/10 — Satiated. 

[ashwhowrites]

oooooh I have been saving up requests for a while for you. here's one for now, I don't want to bombard you

"I don't know what to say to that"

"then don't say anything"

eddie & reader in love but reader always tries to cut whatever tension w humor/cracking jokes bc she gets overwhelmed by how serious eddie gets when telling her all the things he loves about her & why he loves her. she (so obviously) loves him too she just doesn't know how to handle all that emotion bc she's never seen or felt love like this in her life. eddie wants to change that

you can make it gn if you're more comfortable writing it that way!!

-☀️

this is literally how my partner and I work. I am obsessed and go on rants about everything I love about them.

Small blurb of two people in love

Not proofread

Eddie Munson was a deep person, he put a lot of thought into his ideas, he took time to really understand the things around him, and his emotions showed on his face. He wore his heart on his sleeve. He was passionate about the things he loves, and the people he loves.

Of course, Eddie was hyper and chaotic, always laughing and joking around. But he could turn serious in seconds if he was fully focused on something, and Y/N loved that about her boyfriend. Except, when she was his focus point.

Y/N was not used to someone admiring her, Eddie treated her like she was royalty. He worshipped the ground she walked on and stared into her eyes whenever she spoke. Turned his body to face her during conversations, brown eyes locked on her, even if she wasn't talking to him.

He was so wrapped up in her, everything she did took his breath away and he wanted to soak in her warmth. He could lay in bed with her all day and would spend the rest of his life doing the same.

~~~

It was an early Sunday morning, Y/N was laying on Eddie's chest as he ranted about his dream. His soft fingertips softly ran up and down her arm. Halfway through his story, he got silent. Y/N looked at him confused, only to find him staring down at her with a smile.

"What?" she asked

"You have the prettiest lips you know that?" Eddie thought out loud. His head was all focused on his dream, but the sun outlined her lips and now his head was stuck on that.

"Oh shut up, continue your dream." She waved him off

"Like the perfect shape, gorgeous color, and so soft." He trailed on and on, his thumb resting on her bottom lip as she softly tugged it.

And this is what Y/N struggled with. His eyes and attention of just on her. She felt her body grow hot and nervously laughed.

"You just like what my lips can do," she teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"I love that too, but that's not my main reason. I love that your lips feel like a safe place. A kiss from you just calms my body and gives my brain a second to shut off and restart." Eddie smiled, his thumb brushing her lip softly.

Y/N struggled with words, so she settled with hiding herself in Eddie's neck.

~~~

Eddie loved to draw, it was something he felt like he was good at. And his girlfriend was his perfect muse.

"And done!" Eddie stated proudly, a huge smile on his face as he cleaned off his notepad.

Y/N looked up from her homework, a smile on her face, assuming Eddie finished his math homework.

"Want me to check your answers?" She offered

"Oh.....I am not done with math." Eddie said with a nervous smile.

"Munson, we have been in this booth for an hour and what have you been doing?" She questioned, trying to sit up to look over the table.

Eddie smirked as he turned over his notepad, a proud look in his eyes as Y/N took in the drawing.

"Is...are those my eyes?" She was taken aback by how beautiful the drawing was. A collection of eyes scattered across the page, but each pair was slightly different. The eyes showed different emotions, happy, sad, and one that stood out. The eyes were so soft, warm, and so much emotion.

"Yeah, baby. This one was when you found your favorite flower at that one shop."

"Do you have a favorite flower, Munson?" Y/N asked, skimming through the flower shop. Robin's birthday was coming and Y/N decided on flowers and dinner as a gift.

"Baby, I don't know anything about flowers, maybe the yellow ones?" Eddie shrugged, looking over all the different colors.

"Many can be yellow." She laughed, shaking her head as she reached up to grab Robin sunflowers.

"What's yours?" Eddie asked, throwing his arm over her shoulder.

"Pink roses!" She said excitedly, her eyes catching a row of pink roses.

"And this was when you found that baby turtle in the middle of the street with no mom."

"EDDIE STOP!" Y/N screamed, Eddie slammed on his brakes. Panicked eyes looking over at Y/N

"what's wrong?" He asked, watching as her eyes began to water and tears ran down her face.

"That turtle! They are all alone, we need to bring them home." She said, throwing off her seatbelt and running into the middle of the street.

"BABY! WATCH FOR CARS" Eddie screamed after her, shaking his head as she scooped up the turtle. She came back with her eyes still tearful but a smile on her face.

"What's the last one?" Y/N asked, she was amazed by all the different emotions but that last one intrigued her.

She watched as Eddie blushed, his pale cheeks turning pink and his ears turning red, easy to tell since his hair was in a low bun.

"Um, that one was after we had sex for the first time." Eddie coughed out, nervously chuckling as he went to close the notepad, but she was quick to snatch it.

Holding it closer to her face as she took in the details.

"What was I looking at this time?" She asked, tracing the shading around her eyes on the page.

"You were looking at me." He admitted with a smile. "It was the day you looked at me the way I felt for you. Your eyes tell me everything about you and that night they told me you loved me."

Eddie always had a way to make Y/N at a loss for words.

"I just, I don't know what to say. I wish I could show my love for you like how you can. You know the right words and the actions. " Y/N ranted out, handing him the notepad.

"You don't have to say anything, your eyes tell me and that's enough for me," Eddie said, leaning over to kiss her, she smiled and met him halfway across the table.

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[leggerefiore]

Nsfw hcs for Maxie and Archie, if you haven’t done them before? 👉👈

I actually already did Archie a while ago... but I might redo a few of my older posts at some point.

cw: 18+ content, afab reader

☀️Maxie General NSFW HCs🌋

🪨 The Great Maxie would never admit it aloud, but he truly has not had that many sexual encounters. Whether he has even had one before you is truly up in there because he gets far too flustered talking about it. There is little understanding of his previous proclivities, needless to say. Rather, his skills are quite a bit lacking, too, and he feels embarrassed further if you comment on them. He does have a vague understanding of everything, at least. There is a nervousness present in the air, however.

🪨 Maxie does like sex, despite his apparent jittery nature towards it. When he gets himself so wound up with stress and worries about his team and plans and whatever else, taking a moment to just let out some pent-up feelings in bed calms him down. Pleasure rushes through his veins as his disappears into you. Whatever stress was plaguing all his thoughts simply vanish when your hands tug at his red strands. Nothing exists in those moments, but the two of you – gone is the strict Magma Boss. Instead, lies a flustered Maxie who can only groan from the feeling of your bodies connected.

🪨 The places you can usually find the man open for sex are nothing overly odd from him. Obviously, your home is preferred as he simply feels as though he can let go of whatever pretences that bind him. Though, he is not above admitting his office has been a common theme for you both. Having you against his desk or pinning him to his couch is something that he lets himself simply enjoy. Taunting moments of you hidden under his desk as he tries to work. It is all to no avail, but he will not lie and say that being in his office gives him more of a sense of authority than he feels at home. The riskiest option he ever did was probably in Fiery Path during an expedition or on Mt Chimney while camping with you. Those times always strangely make him feel so agitated – in both a good and bad way. Something about the heat in the air mixed in with the heat of your bodies makes his heart race.

🪨 Quite inexperienced at giving head and relatively disinterest in doing it at first due to how intimidating the thought seems. He would never admit that the reason was that, but once he becomes more confident in his sexual relationship with you, he comes to be pretty into it. His technique still might be lacking… yet, he still is a perfectionist so he dutifully throws himself into finding out whatever pleases you and relishes in the pride of actually making moan and clutch his hair to pull him deeper in. As for receiving, he is quite weak. His face almost becomes a similar shade of colour to his hair as your tongue licks a stripe up his cock. Loud moans and cries come from him as you take the head into your mouth. He certainly will not ever stop you if you want to give him head.

🪨 Maxie can be a switch, but he leans towards bottoming. He… just is not very dominant most of the time. Most of the time in his office, he tries to keep some control. You may be pressed against his desk as he ruts into you from behind, back against your own as the frame of the surface digs into your body. His groans and breaths tickle your neck. Something in him wants to remind you he is the Magma Leader. But… He also obviously is not opposed to letting you take over. Many times you will have the redhead under you while pressing your hands into his chest for traction and bouncing on his cock. He is completely under your orders in these situations. You can even get him to agree to certain other activities, even.

🪨 Kinks… Well, he almost certainly has a power play kink. Except, it reverses between who is in charge depending on his mood. He would never admit how much he enjoys getting ordered around a bit by you. Though, it might make him feel an urge to prove himself and suddenly take charge. He also has a slight leaning towards seeing you dressed in Magma uniforms. The sight of you with his emblem on you makes his mind race with various thoughts. Especially when you opt to clearly tease him in it. He is truthfully not overly kinky, but he is willing to try a few things with his partner. (Introducing him to bondage may just awake something in him…)

🪨 Maxie's libido does skew towards the lower side. He is not some horn dog... Not like that Archie. But he does still have a sex drive that rears his head and makes him want to share intimate moments with you. Even if they occur at inopportune moments… He grumbles horribly if you are unavailable and has to get himself off. Though, a session later makes up for his whining. Seducing him is as simple as leaning over in front of him. He is effortless to arouse, despite how rarely it happens on its own. He might even break for a moment if you wear some knitted lingerie. Quickies can happen, but his preference leans towards taking time to do everything right.

🪨 His dirty talk will likely make you laugh more than anything. Maxie is trying his best, but he simply has a certain manner of speaking that is… not exactly sexy. A “hrmph” before compliment might make you burst out laughing. Granted, his pleasured sounds do make up his lacking ability in that department. He is vocal in bed, at least. Some might say it is difficult to shut him up. A geological reference may even get tossed in. “You… You are hotter than the average temperature of Mt. Chimney,” he manages to get out while buried to the hilt onside you. You must forgive his efforts.

🪨 He hates a reoccurring fantasy he has involving you and Archie. The Magma Leader swears that he does not want anything to do with that ocean obsessed wannabe pirate, yet the idea of a threesome involving him makes his heart race. You wedged between him and the pirate – (or the much more ignored scenario of him between you and the pirate) – makes his face somehow pale then flush red. He hates that this occupies his mind at all. Maxie keeps this to himself and hopes it never comes out.

🪨 His “no 's” are quite plain. Choking makes him feel ill not matter who is doing what, calling him daddy might make him spiral into a panic attack over his age, public sex just not blend with his worries over his image, and he is not one for degrading you. He feels open to most other things.

🪨 Aftercare from him can vary on a few things. First of all, he will draw a hot bath to clean up and unwind after most sessions, and he does not mind you joining him. Cuddling is also much appreciated (especially after a more intense one). He might need a moment to collect himself – he just feels temporarily consumed. You may have to comfort him a little, too, but he will awkwardly try to return the favour.

[bloodibambiidoll]

Prompt for @oneforthemunny summer game!! I saw that the one you wrote was also Dom!Eddie x brat! Reader with this same prompt but I’ve been working on it for hours so I hope it’s okay that it’s the same prompt, I promise the story itself is different!!

☀️- eddie comes home to see you sunbathing...topless ;) can be dom!sub! if you'd like, or sweet smutty goodness. whatever you'd like it to be! have fun with it!

Contains:18+ minors DNI, dom/sub dynamics, nipple play/slapping, light choking, unprotected sex (lmk if I missed any!)

Steve’s parents were gone for the entire summer so he gave the whole gang free range use of his pool so no one had to deal with the chaos that is Hawkins community pool. He gave everyone the code to the back gate so they could get in when he wasn’t home and he gave the actual adults the garage code in case they needed anything inside.

Since it was your day off and everyone else was working you decided you’d go over to Steve’s house and have some much needed alone time by the pool. You left Eddie a note on the kitchen counter telling him where you would be and headed over to Steve’s.

You were laid out on one of the pool chairs with an ice cold vodka lemonade, in nothing but your bikini bottoms. The weather was perfect, not too hot, not too cool with a nice summer breeze so you decided to ditch your top and let the sun hit your bare chest.

You had your headphones on, walkman playing one of your favorite albums while you closed your eyes and soaked up the sun so you didn’t hear the footsteps approaching or the sound of the glass sliding back door.

Suddenly the sun went behind the clouds and you huffed, pushing your sunglasses up and opening your eyes. But instead of being met with the sight of the sky it’s your boyfriend standing over you, looking extremely annoyed. “Oh! Holy shit Eddie, you fucking scared me!” You said ripping your headphones off He huffed, clearly annoyed “Yeah imagine if it wasn’t me, huh? You’re out here with your TITS OUT, headphones so loud I could hear them from by the door and apparently with your eyes closed?? Literally anyone could’ve walked up and seen you like this.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes “okay? Well you aren’t anybody, are you? You’re the one who found me so it looks like it worked out. Now if you’ll excuse me, you’re blocking my sun. Why are you here so early anyways? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

“Wow. Happy to see you too, baby. I got off early, we weren’t busy so my boss said I could go enjoy the nice weather. Which I WANTED to spend with my best girl but apparently the feeling isn’t mutual”

“Oh my god, you know it’s not like that. I was just surprised to see you is all, and I kinda thought I’d have a few hours to myself before anyone else showed up.”

You sat up, your tits bouncing as you did, Eddie couldn’t resist gawking for a moment. You really did look gorgeous laid out in the sun, your tits on display skin glistening from the sunscreen you had applied to your body. But after a second he was snapped from his trance, jealousy and possessiveness creeping up on him. Any one of his friends could have showed up instead of him and seen you how only HE was supposed to see you. “Okay well what if someone else showed up? One of the kids? The boys would’ve been embarrassed for life. Or even worse STEVE, you’re mine and you know it. So why are you flaunting what is mine?”

At this point you were annoyed with him, Steve left right when you got there to give the boys a ride to the arcade on his way to work so you were positive that wasn’t going to happen. “Eddie, you’re being ridiculous. Even if that did happen it wouldn’t be the end of the world, they're just boobs! Plus I knew for a fact it wasn’t going to happen so why are we even still talking about it? Just let it go already, you’re ruining my good mood.” You knew you were going to rile him up with your attitude, and you’d be lying if you said it hadn’t crossed your mind the minute you took your top off. You knew if he found out you here topless in Harrington’s backyard that he would lose his shit so maybe you wanted to poke the bear a little if you got the chance.

He was starting to lose patience with you and you could tell, he let out a deep breath through his nose before he grabbed your jaw with his large hand and squeezed your cheeks “that’s not the fucking point and you know it. You didn’t expect me to be here and I am so how would you know for sure no one else was going to show up? You didn’t and you did it anyway.” Your stomach flipped at the tone of his voice and you had to clench your thighs together to relieve the pressure building in your core. You tried to hold in the whimper but the slightest sound escaped and you knew he heard it when a cocky smirk spread across his lips “look at you, this is what you fucking wanted isn’t it? Huh? You hoped I’d find you like this?”

When you didn’t answer his hand gripping your face moved to your neck and squeezed once as a warning “I asked you a question baby doll. “

“N-no, I just wanted to feel the sun on my skin. It felt so nice I wasn’t trying to do anything.” You looked up at him with big round eyes but he saw right through you, he knew all your little games.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, you’re going to go inside and go in the guest room and wait for me. I’m going to smoke a cigarette and take as long as I need before I come meet you up there. You know how I want you, go.” He gave your neck one last squeeze and gave you a hard smack on your ass when you walked by him causing you to yelp. You went to the guest room and took off your swimsuit bottoms leaving you completely bare as you kneeled at the edge of the bed with your hands in your lap while you waited for Eddie.

It wasn’t long before you started getting squirmy, you really hadn’t meant to rile him up like this but you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t turning you the fuck on so you decided to play into it. After what felt like hours you finally heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He walked through the door looking so sexy, you didn’t really get to appreciate what he was wearing before but holy fuck. He was wearing that Iron Maiden shirt you loved that he cut the sleeves off of exposing almost his entire rib cage, showing off his tattoos that were usually hidden. The shirt stopped just above his belt and his ripped jeans were sagging slightly so when he raised his arms over his head it exposed that delicious sliver of midriff to you.

Subconsciously you squeezed your hands between your thighs and wiggled a little in your spot. “I thought you were capable of being a good girl when I first walked in here but I see you squeezing those hands between your thighs and I didn’t give you permission to relieve yourself did I?” You whimpered at the sound of his voice but didn’t say anything, just continued squeezing your thighs and looking at him with glassy eyes already feeling yourself slip into that hazy headspace and he hadn’t even touched you yet.

He walked over to you, ripping your hands from in between your thighs and holding them above your head with one of his. Using his other hand to smack your inner thighs until you opened them. “I” smack. “Asked” smack. “You.” Smack. “A fucking” smack smack. “Question.” Smack.

“F-fuck, no, no you didn’t say I could relieve myself I’m sorry.” He cupped your pussy running the palm of his hand up and down with ease because of how slick you already were. “God, this pussy is so fucking wet for me.” He let your hands go and put them at your sides, still rubbing his hand up and down. His palm hitting your clit deliciously with every stroke. You only get lost in the feeling for a few seconds before you feel a big ringed hand land a harsh smack on your tit.

“Oh shit!” You let out a yelp and jolted backwards.

He stopped stroking your pussy to pull you back to the end of the bed by your thighs “did I say you could fucking move? You’re going to sit right here while I remind you who these fucking tits belong to.” He grabbed your hands in his and put them at your sides “Don’t. Move.” His hand came down on your tit again, his rings enhancing the pain in the best way. “Open your mouth” you obliged, and he shoved his fingers in your mouth “suck” you did as you were told, wetting them with your spit. He pulled them from your mouth and dragged them down to your chest, his now slick fingers lightly tracing around your nipple. You let out a moan at the feeling and before you could process his fingers grabbed your nipple and squeezed hard.

“O-oh fuck! Shit.” He shoved the fingers from his other hand into your mouth, gagging you slightly before repeating the actions on the other side. He grabbed both of your nipples at once and twisted them. “You like this don’t you? Is this what you wanted? If you wanted me to play with your tits baby all you had to do was ask” he let go of your nipples and both his hands came smacking down on either one of your boobs, once, twice, three times before he grabbed hold of your nipples again.

It went on like this for a while, him squeezing and smacking your tits. Adding his teeth, biting at your supple flesh and leaving love bites all over your chest. “Whose tits are these, baby?” He was licking all over your chest while he squeezed your tender nipples in both hands.

“Yours! They’re yours! Only yours I p-promise!” You didn’t know how much more of this you could take, your tits were so sensitive and your pussy was dripping begging to be touched. “Please fuck me, I’ll be so good if you please just fuck me.” There were tears starting to form in your eyes, and your words were starting to sound slurred. Eddie was so fucking hard thinking about how he could get you to this fucked out state without even truly touching you that he couldn’t even bring himself to protest.

“Alright baby, lay down, I’ll give you what you want.” You laid back on the bed with your legs hanging off the edge and Eddie came up between your legs, hooking them around his hips before he lined himself up with your dripping cunt. Ready and waiting for his cock, always the perfect fit. He didn’t give you time to adjust, just slamming into you in one thrust and fucking you hard and fast. “You’re so hot like this princess, all fucked out just for ME, my pussy, my tits. Mine mine mine.” He leaned over you and kissed you hard, bringing one of his hands down to rub little circles on your clit. That mixed with the feeling of your tender chest rubbing against his still clothed one had the coil in your stomach tightening.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum on your cock” your eyes rolled in the back of your head and you brought your hands to his hair tugging on it like it was the last thing grounding you to the earth. “Yeah baby, cum for me. I’m going to fill this little pussy up with my cum and make you walk around with it in those little bikini bottoms of yours” that did it for you, your orgasm came crashing down on you and as soon as Eddie felt your walls tighten around him he was right behind you, filling you up just like he said.

He collapsed on top of you for a second before pushing himself on his arms and kissing your nose “You were such a good girl for me baby, do you want to go back down by the pool? Take a nap here? We can go home if you want? Anything you want it’s yours.” His demeanor changed to sweet and doting like it always did after he was rough with you.

“Mmm… I think I'll just take a little nap here if that’s okay? Then maybe afterwards we can go hang by the pool?” You yawned, nuzzling your face into his chest. “Okay sweets, that sounds good.” He slipped out of you causing you to wince, grabbing your bottoms from the ground and pulling them up your legs “we can at least TRY to not get anymore cum on Harrington’s guest bed” he chuckled before scooting you up to the head of the bed and tucking you in the blankets.

Normally you would be more worried about the fact that you were dripping a mixture of you and your boyfriends cum onto your friend's guest bed but you were too tired to care. He shed his own clothes down to his boxers before sliding into the bed beside you and pulling you into his arms, your head on his chest. He ran his fingers through your hair and along your bare back “I love you baby girl” he whispered into the crown of your head before leaving a kiss there. “Love you Ed’s” you barely mumbled before drifting off to sleep.

[daddycassie]

Fight or Flight Chapter 5 🌧️☀️❤️

Pairing: Lucy Gray Baird x Fem! Reader - 1,364 words

Warnings: Smut, praise, slight teasing, vanilla smut, lots of fingering and kissing, nipple play(mild)

————————————— When you wake up it’s cold and wet and the crackling of the fire from last night is gone. That was probably a good thing. With a groan, you realize it must’ve rained again.

Lucy Gray stirs next to you, and you take notice of how beautiful her hair looks drenched in rainwater. “Morning sunshine.” You smile despite your previous grumpy mood. “Jesus…” she mumbles, “it’s freezin’.” You nod, and rub her arm to insulate it at least a little.

She has goosebumps. “It rained last night. We must be some real hard sleepers.” Lucy Gray laughs groggily. “Must be. I didn’t feel a single thing.” You sit up carefully and take notice that the cat had vanished. “Your cat is gone.”

That wakes her up swiftly. “Oh no.” She frowns. “That’s too bad, I liked him.” You pat her on the back soothingly. “Sorry Lu.” She sighs. “It’s okay, some animals just wanna be free.”

You stretch with some slight cracking sounds. “Maybe you’ll find each other again someday.” Lucy Gray gives you a knowing smile. “I’m sure we will.” Her mood had shifted entirely. Lucy Gray smiles. “I’m sure we will. But if we don’t that’s okay too.”

You watch in wonder as she too stretches. “Wish we had a nice way to warm up, I’d hate hikin’ about like this. But Shamus ain’t here and all our spare clothes are wet now.” You blush at the first place your mind went to. Don’t start letting your mind slip! You chide yourself internally.

“I might have some in my bag, but I doubt they’re much dryer.” Lucy Gray turns to you. “I’ll take what I can get!” You smile softly and grab your bag. After a minute or two of sifting through it you find one of Lucy Gray’s colorful dress. Dry. You hand it over to her.

“That works!” She chuckles, but then takes a pause. “Oh.” You turn away from her and hear the rustling of clothing. “I.. don’t actually mind if you look Y/n.” Her voice betrays how flustered she is. You want to ask if she’s sure, but you find yourself a bit too eager.

You turn back around and look at Lucy Gray, your heart beating out of your chest. She’s blushing hard, still wearing her rain-soaked, crochet under garments. “They’ll get the dress wet.” You comment, not bothering to hide your eagerness to see her fully disrobed. Lucy Gray nods nervously, “Right.”

You watch while she takes off her top, trying(and failing) not to stare. You want to touch her, here and now. Tear her clothing off yourself. But you don’t, resisting, you just watch. Lucy Gray seems acutely aware of your gaze, she certainly didn’t feel freezing right now.

“Is it prettier than my hands?” She breathes. You nod again. “By far.” Lucy Gray looks up at you with something in her eyes that hadn’t been there before. Slowly, albeit not hesitantly, Lucy Gray removes her bottoms.

It all happens so fast, you hardly register your own actions. You shove her down on the pile of damp clothing again. “You’re teasing me.” You whisper in her ear and she shudders. Lucy Gray doesn’t deny it, but proves it true when she moves her arms from her sides and splays them over her head. You hover over her like it’s the most natural thing in the world, like you’d done this before.

Your eyes move down to her breasts, they seemed like the perfect shape, plush and round. “You wouldn’t make a move otherwise.” She narrows her dark eyes and you look back at her face. “You wanted me to?” Lucy Gray groans dramatically. “Yes!” the songbird huffs, turning her head away. “You’re so dense—“

Before she can say anything else, you kiss her. Finally. The way she melts reminds you of last night. But last night, you were nothing but friends comforting each other. This was a whole other realm away from that.

Lucy Gray clings to you soaked clothing, begging for something more. You touch her chest and her gasp allows you to deepen the kiss. The fact that she whines into your mouth is arousing in and of itself, but then you feel her legs wrap around you and the feeling intensifies tenfold. You pinch one of her hardened nipples.

You stifle Lucy Gray’s moan with more kissing, but that doesn’t stop it from being noisy. She groans as you pinch and pull, both teasing and readying her. After a while you pull away for a breath and she looks up at you. You listen to the way she pants and gasps. “That was… one hell of a kiss…” She whispers to you.

You grin devilishly. “It’s not all I’ve got in store for you.” You lean down and kiss her collarbone. Lucy Gray’s breath hitches. You can see the way the muscles in her neck tense up. Your hands move down on her body, the surface of her skin heating up more the lower down you go.

She releases a mewl and her back arches up into your touch. You squeeze her hips and carefully push her back down. She breathes a whine and you take notice of just how soaked she is. “Lucy Gray…” You whisper into her flushed ear. 

She moans at the way your voice lowers, why not give her something real to moan for? With two diligent fingers you caress her clit, Lucy Gray’s reaction is instant. She whines loudly, and presses her hips up, hot and slippery. Wordlessly, you pinch her clit, causing the smaller woman to cry out.

“Wait a minute—“ She groans, but you don’t give her the time to say anything. You press those two fingers teasingly against her cunt’s entrance, feeling the way she throbs and clenches but not pushing in. You look at her lustful expression, the pout she has doesn’t last long. You listen to her whiny voice with a sense of satisfaction.

Partially, you press in your pointer finger. Her gasp indicates her excitement at the gesture. You only give her up to the first joint on your finger before pulling back out. Lucy Gray growls in frustration. “Y/n, please.” She gives you a pleading look.

You sigh softly. “Have you ever done this before?” She questions. You give a nod. “Have you?” Lucy Gray bites her lower lip in anticipation. “Not with a woman.” She sounds nervous.

You slowly press two fingers into her and she sighs out a relieved whimper. You watch her face as it contorts in pleasure. “I’ll be gentle.” Lucy Gray nods quickly and clings onto your shoulders. You help her sit up and lean against you.

You thrust slowly, rubbing her clit to add to her pleasure. Lucy Gray presses her hips down. Suddenly you find yourself knuckle deep, and Lucy Gray is mewling desperately. You take that as a sign to speed up. “That’s it, good girl.” You coo, she tense, eyes rolling.

The way she starts moaning your name is tantalizing. You pull her closer, rubbing her back while you pump into her. “Lucy Gray.” You call for her attention. She looks up at you.

“I love you Lucy Gray.” Her eyes widen, tearing up more. She buries her face into the crook of your neck. “I love you too-“ Lucy Gray speaks between aching, pleasure filled thrusts. “I love you so much.” She sobs.

You cup the back of her head and kiss her hard. It’s passionate, loving. It’s the best damn kiss you’ve ever had in your life. Lucy Gray wraps her arms around your shoulders, panting warmly. 

“More than anything.” Her words are smothered within the kiss, but you hear them. You bury three fingers deep inside of her cunt and she tears up, clenching tight. She moans into the kiss and you feel her hole drooling out cum. You pull out, and softly pepper her face with kisses.

“I love you more.” You speak quietly and she smiles. You’re unsure if it’s at your words or the comfortable afterglow she’s experiencing. Regardless, you holds her close and she cuddles back. “Not possible.” You smile at her answer.

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Note: this one was originally just going to be them kissing and stuff, maybe cuddles but my friends said I was totally building sexual tension when I MEANT to build romantic tension, so uh, here ya go it’s spicy 😭

me trying desperately not to write gay sex:

@noooooooop-e hope this fulfills what you wanted :)

@nothininteresting

[aller-geez]

Getting to know: Sven Wistari

26 years // he/him // gay // Cheshire Cat Shifter

Full name: Sven Rhys Wistari

Nickname: S7en, or just 7

Date Of Birth: May 2nd

Big Three: Taurus ☀️ Pieces 🌕 Aquarius ↗️

(under construction!!!!)

Physical Appearance —

Age: 26 years

Eye Color: orange

Hair Color: Teal & Orange

Weight: 122 pounds

Height: 5’6

Race: Cheshire Cat (Rusty Spotted Cat) Shifter

Distinguishing Marks or Characteristics: ALWAYS has his cat ears and tail out. Wears a nose chain, with two piercings on his bottom lip (spider bites) and an eyebrow piercing

Personality —

Greatest Strength: his creativity~ he can always find a way to turn something that looks shitty to someone else into his own kind of masterpiece.

Greatest Weakness: perfectionism and lack of emotional regulation

Soft Spot: Elex

Mannerisms: if in the right setting, he can be very extroverted and outgoing, however he can quickly get into his own head and become withdrawn or even hostile. Sven drinks more than your average shifter, but he doesn’t care. Whatever it takes to get through the day, yknow?

Miscellaneous Trivia —

Sven’s hands are almost always occupied by either his next art piece, or his prized professional camera that’s almost never out of his sight.

Extremely bad eyesight. He commonly wears glasses or contacts, depending on his mood, but can barely see 10 feet in front of him without them

He has the fetish, but if asked he will deny it, feeling quite embarrassed by the kink altogether, regardless of his boyfriend, Elex, also having a snz kink. Other people sneezing around him tends to fluster him and make him avoid eye contact.

Sneeze Content —

ALLERGIES

Cat dander (his own included..)

Feathers~

How severe are they?

Depends on the day. Some days, his body lets him go unbothered with his routine allergy medication. Other days, he has to cancel photo shoots and other work related activities, take a hot shower and try to sleep them off.

Do they get sick often?

He has an amazing immune system, rarely falling ill. However if something manages to slip past his impenetrable immune defenses, it always results in either pneumonia or bronchitis, settling deep into his chest.

How bad is it usually?

Usually so congested that his fits decrease in number, however the newly added cough makes them sound way more intense

Do they stifle?

Not technically? Mostly they come out so fast he doesn’t even have time to make the initial gasping inhale sound 🫠

How loud are their sneezes?

Extremely quiet. Simply ducking into another room can easily obscure any fit he may have in front of someone.

What do they sneeze into?

Usually his hands, sometimes the open air if he’s caught off guard

How often do they sneeze?

Often! Every day starts out with 4-6 as soon as he opens his eyes, and it’s up to his nose whether or not he’ll be a mess that day~

How many times do they sneeze in a fit?

10 is a common number in a fit if he’s not sick, if he’s sick, usually only 4-5 harsh sneezes at a time.

Do they have build-ups or are they sudden?

Depends. Sometimes he has enough warning to excuse himself from the room if he happens to be working with a client, other times he scares away the perfect shot of ground squirrels in the front yard from an unexpected fit.

Do they sneeze in public?

He REALLY hates to as someone always tends to comment on his cute his sneezes were, making him blush and begin to stumble over his words.

Some examples of their sneezes?

Ktch!

Nkcht!

Hh‘gsch!!

Nngch!

H’tshhkt!!

ngsh!

H’NgXt!

Backstory —

(Coming soon…)

Reference Sheet —

(Okay no ref sheet, but chibi head?)

[imactivethisblogwilleat]

Z1M

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B1Ll

WE’RE ALWAYS IN THE MOOD FOR A LITTLE **Q&A**—BUT HEY, LET’S GET ONE THING STRAIGHT: 👁 👁YOU’RE NOT GONNA LIKE WHAT YOU HEAR! EVER BEEN *INSIDE OUT*? NO? WELL, NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT! HAHA! 💀🌌 ASK M👁 ABOUT 👁Y *CONNECTIONS*, 👁Y *REALM*, OR HOW 👁 GOT STUCK IN THIS LITTLE *PLASTER PRISON*! HA! A LIL’ MAGIC AND—BOOM! WE’LL BE CHATTING ABOUT **DIMENSIONS** THAT’D TWIST YOUR BONES INTO BOWTIES—MAYBE 👁’LL EVEN GIVE YOU A TIP OR TWO ON HOW TO SURVIVE, IF YOU’RE LUCKY! **HURRY UP**—BEFORE YOU BECOME A PART OF THE CHAOS!

J3RM

uh, hEY! uh, you! you’re there, right? oh. wAIT... IS THIS ON?? oH GREAT, okay. LET’S GET THIS—this thing GOIN’! iF YOU’VE EVER, uh, WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT HOW *I* GOT HERE, oR... um, ANYTHING REALLY, FEEL FREE TO ASK! uh, I’LL, uh, TRY NOT TO—uh, OH GOD, IS THAT A—NO, JUST A CLOWN. ANYWAY, YEAH, ASK! i’LL—uh, wait... whAT DID I JUST SAY?? ... nEVER MIND, JUST THROW THE QUESTIONS AND—i’LL CATCH ‘EM LIKE... a really juggly thing! yeah! *whispers* oh my god, what’s a really juggly thing?? ...anyway! 🤡🃏

sp0ng3

hiii 😄💧👋 wANNA knoW alllll 🤗 abt sponge??? spongie got A loT of siLLy thIngs 🤭🧽 to sHaRe!!! ☀️ yOU cAn aSK 💬 sponge AbouT bIkINI BotTom, frY CooKing 🍟🍔 hEheHE—OR hOw 5p0ng3’s sUper duper ✨crazy✨ abt hELping 🧽🫧!! bUt bEtterrr wHen it’s pLaytimE! 🎉😜aSK sponge anyTHINg bOut WhAt maKes 🧽happy OR hOw 5p0ng3 cAn bE sOoooOooo fUn aLL THE tIme! 🧽💦🥤wEeee cANT waIt to LaUgh and juSt be SuuPerrrr tAALLkinGg!!! heeheeHE!!

K4TzUK4

sPeech—brOKen—quEstions?? 🌀iS 🐾It cOMplEx—??? ReAlity 🌑splits—W4nnA KnOW 🧠?????? 🖤AsK ❗️QU3stiOns ~ e4rth br3aks 🕳 tiMe... slIps... y0U— n0thingness—QUestIon whAt’s.... 🍂KNOW.....??? 𝐀sK iT—𝑎B0uT the 𝓔nD??? Or how wE 🎶 clAw.... th3 oBliViOn 💧✂️ qUeStIoNs 𝔇eCaY 🍂eMptiNeSs—. 🌒 ask.... 𝕬sK...

[mystic-rubysunflower]

𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭. 🦁

Seekers Big 3:

Taurus ♉️ ☀️ (fixed earth)

Libra ♎️ 🌙 (cardinal air)

Pisces ♓️ ⬆️ (mutable water)

let's dive into the "Lions Gate" tarot spread and explore what possibilities await you if you activate the lions gate portal 🦁🌀🪞🧜🏽‍♀️🏹

✨ bottom of the deck: (a key element to describe the overall “mood” of the reading) :

• King of Swords (Aquarius ♒️, your 12th house)

👑 The King of Swords ⚔️ suggests that you possess strong analytical and logical abilities. It aligns with your 12th house, indicating a need for inner reflection and intellectual exploration.

1.) source of inner courage: The Hierophant (Taurus ♉️, ruler of your 3rd house and your sun ☀️.) The Hierophant represents tradition, structure, and spiritual guidance. With Taurus being your sun sign and ruling your 3rd house of communication and learning, this card suggests that your inner courage is rooted in following established rules, seeking knowledge, and connecting with your spiritual beliefs. Embrace your natural desire for stability and seek solace in trusted teachings.

2. deepest desires & ambitions: Temperance (Sagittarius ♐️, your 10th house ruler with MC at 28°) Temperance embodies balance, harmony, and healing. This card aligns with your 10th house of career and public image, suggesting that your deepest desires and ambitions revolve around finding a sense of purposeful integration in your professional life. You yearn for a harmonious blend of your diverse skills and interests, seeking a fulfilling career that aligns with your spiritual values.

3.) Challenges/Obstacles: Queen of Swords (Libra ♎️, your 8th house and 🌙) The Queen of Swords embodies intellect, objectivity, and strong discernment. Being associated with Libra, your 8th house of transformation and shared resources, as well as your moon sign, this card indicates that one of your challenges is maintaining emotional equilibrium while making tough decisions. It suggests the need for clear communication and balanced perspectives, acknowledging the power of your intellect in navigating obstacles.

4.) what to tap into right now: The Chariot (Cancer ♋️, your 5th house with Chiron and Mars ♂️conjunct) The Chariot symbolizes victory, determination, and taking charge of your own destiny. Aligned with Cancer, your 5th house of self-expression and creativity, this card indicates that you have the ability to tap into your emotional strength and assertiveness. With Chiron and Mars conjunct in Cancer, this energy intensifies, encouraging you to embrace your vulnerability and use it as a driving force in accomplishing your goals.

5. Opportunities opening for you: The Devil (Capricorn ♑️, your 11th house ruler. with Uranus, Neptune, and Saturn conjunct and in retrograde) The Devil represents earthly desires, material attachments, and transformation. Associated with Capricorn, your 11th house of community and aspirations, this card signifies that opportunities are emerging for you to break free from limitations and transform your social circles. With Uranus, Neptune, and Saturn conjunct and in retrograde, this energy encourages you to challenge societal norms, explore your individuality, and build authentic connections with like-minded individuals.

6. Community/Support system: 3 of Cups (Mercury ☿ in Cancer ♋️, your 5th house ruler. Mercury conjuncts your natal Mars) The 3 of Cups embodies, celebration, and mutual support. With Mercury in Cancer and your 5th house, conjunct your natal Mars, this card emphasizes the importance of nurturing relationships and finding your tribe. It suggests that your community and support system will consist of empathetic and creative individuals who share your passions, providing emotional support and collaborative energy.

Summary: This spread highlights the potential for growth and transformation in various aspects of your life. You draw inner courage from traditional wisdom, seeking balance and harmony in your ambitions. Challenges may arise in maintaining emotional equilibrium but utilizing your intellect will help navigate them. Tap into your emotional strength and assertiveness to manifest your desires. Opportunities to break free from limitations are arising, urging you to challenge societal norms and find your authentic community. Nurture relationships with like-minded individuals who provide support and celebrate your journey. Embrace these energies and trust in your ability to create a fulfilling and purposeful path ahead. 🌈 ✨

[prettyboybun]

I got my new knot toy and the knot is literally too big for me to fit it in by myself •///• Even though I've been trying, pathetically grinding so hard against it, just trying so hard to get it pinned deep inside my bunnyhole

Want him to watch me pound myself so desperately on it, begging him to help push it in me. Pleading with him to knot me, til he decides I'm ready and he pushes it in deep, locking me on his knot <3

[mhkeiger]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Lilly Pulitzer Heart + Soul Metallic Gold Vase.

[zealouslifestylequotes]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: NEW! Lulu's blush bright pink floral on light pink dress.

[shinaka]

🔥 - The tragedy (and the size difference) drew me in 🥰

☀️ - I streamed the movie at home!

⚔️ - Tbh, I didn't cry the first time, but after I started reading rntn fic, I went back to rewatch the movie (in the anime ep form) and definitely cried A LOT my 2nd time go around 😭

❄️ - He was a good antagonist to Kyo imo. A little meh on how his story ended though. I don't really ship him with anybody

💤 - I LOVE ENMU. I actually enjoyed him as an antagonist a lot more than Akaza. He's delightfully camp and sadistic and I love his voice acting! However, I don't think I'll actually enjoy seeing him in AUs (at least in modern ones) since Gotouge has said that he's into doing... odd things on trains, which I'm not uncomfortable with

❤️ - I like both canon and modern timeline stories! Ofc, I tend to prefer stories where Kyo lives 😂 I prefer top!Kyo, bottom!Tan stories, but I occasionally read TanRen from time to time if the mood strikes

🥵 - I LOVE the rank difference, whether it's Tan being subordinate to Kyo or vice versa! In addition, I don't mind Tanjiro being Kyo's tsuguko or not since either situation can be supported by canon/HC imo

💭 - Kyo dreams more about his mother and father in a time before she died. Tan continues to dream about his family because he deserved more time with them 😭

🍠 - Ruka should have LIVED ;-;

🪨 - Tan's family is GOOD. Every last one of them :D

🗑️ - He show a leggy 🦵

🎴 - I ship GiyuTan and MuiTan!!

❤️‍🔥 - Nope. Don't want him to split his attention away from Tan ;-;

💣 - Uhhhh can't think of any

RenTan ask game!

Grit your teeth and join the fun.

Please reblog so everyone can see!

🔥- What first drew you to Rengoku Kyojuro/Tanjiro?

☀️ - How did you watch Mugen train for the first time? (In theaters, at home…)

⚔️ - More importantly, did you cry when Rengoku… yknow… died lol

❄️ - what are your feelings about Akaza? Was he an effective villain in the story? Do you like him in AUs?

💤 - what are your feelings about Enmu? Was he an effective villain in the story? Do you like him in AUs?

❤️ - what are your favorite kind of RenTan stories? (Canon, Rengoku lives, modern… etc)

🥵 - what are your thoughts about their rank difference? Did you want Tanjiro to study under Kyojuro?

💭 - In a world where the train ride lasted longer, what do Rengoku and Tanjiro dream of?

🍠 - what are your opinions on the Rengoku family, and how Kyojuro was raised?

🪨 - what are your opinions on the Kamado family, and how Tanjiro was raised?

🗑️ - just tell us everything you love about Shinjuro

🎴 - do you ship Tanjiro with anyone else? If yes, who? If no, why not?

❤️‍🔥 - do you ship Kyojuro with anyone else? If yes, who? If no, why not?

💣 - share your most controversial RenTan take. Set your thoughts ablaze!!

[leeknowdancegod]

~ Stray kids’ Lee Know Astrology Chart ~

We don’t know Lee Know’ whole chart because we don’t have his birth time.

But here’s what we do know:

Sun ☀️ : Scorpio

Moon 🌙 : Sagittarius

Mercury: Scorpio

Venus: Scorpio

Mars: Virgo

Jupiter: Pisces

Saturn 🪐 : Taurus

Uranus: Aquarius

Neptune: Capricorn

Pluto: Sagittarius

North Node: Leo

Lilith: Scorpio

Lee Know’ personality based of his Sun, Moon and Mars

Lee Know’ sun is in Scorpio witch means that he’s a pretty straight forward person and usually tell people his opinions. He is not afraid to ask questions to get to the bottom of things, and he can probably ask questions most people are to embarrassed to ask themself. Scorpio suns like to do things their way and they achieve any thing they set their mind at. Lee Know has clear goals that he has achieved and that he will continue to achieve thanks to his mindset. He is also very stubborn and fearless.

His moon is in Sagittarius this means that he’s spontaneous, adventurous, and loves freedom. (Moon in Sagittarius control his emotions and moods). This also means that he’s a person who seems like he has no feelings at all. People with Sagittarius moon don’t like to be dragged down by deep emotions. He’s probably the life of the party, but this is most noticeable when he is around his closest friends.

Lee Know’ Mars is in Virgo. (The mars sign influences the person’s sexuality, aggression and influence). He is probably a person who takes on to much things to do at once, but he gets every thing done on time. For example dance routines and work. He is also very logical and disciplined. People with Virgo mars don’t get easily angry, but if you push them to far they get nervous, angry and anxious.

Note: English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there’s mistakes!

[rebelichor]

@enokvirkow | X

It had been an impulse decision on her part. Of course she had no plans in her mind to send such a silly photo to Enok, posing in the mirror with her hair fashionably tousled - she imagined this was how other girls her age felt. Happy and carefree. Because she only recently started to let go of the insecurities and doubts that plagued her.

It was all thanks to Enok.

Not only had he uplifted her, but he had come to her defence. Violently so. Ariadne never thought much of such brutish behaviour... but it had never been for her. Had never been from someone fighting back for her, not like he had. It hadn’t completely sat right with her conscience, and she asked Enok to stop his campaign against her former-friend and bully. Although there was no denying that she felt a small and guilty pleasure when he protected her.

Finally, the persistent and unfounded rumours that plagued her about getting breast implants at 14, or was it butt implants, or lip fillers and a nose job, and the myriad of small unpleasant encounters from her high school bubble had stopped. She always thought graduation was the goal. That she just had to last that long. Had to wait it out.

Now, she happily lived without bullying. All of that noise had stopped. No longer was it eating her from the inside out. Rather than worrying about who might say what when in the safety of her home, she started to worry instead about how she looked that day and when Enok could hang out with her next.

So, the photo itself was another step forward. Honestly? If she were pressed about her reasons? She felt good. She looked in the mirror and decided she liked who she saw... that certainly hadn’t always been the case.

She bit down on her lip when she sent it to him. Her heart racing, butterflies in her stomach as she wondered what he might say. It felt daring and when she padded from her ensuite into her bedroom she had to toss her phone onto her own bed with a rising giggle.

No, she couldn’t keep staring at the screen. It was all too much waiting for his reply.

Though she was barely half-dressed when the chime sounded.

Almost falling over her own feet as she tugged her ripped jeans the rest of the way, zipper still down and button undone, she flung onto her bed and retrieved her phone again. Hair a mess. Without a shirt on. She had fallen hard for this boy, hanging onto his every word so desperately.

Oh.

Ariadne’s teeth flashed in a rare wide smile, briefly biting down on her lip (again) as she read both messages over (again). It was stupid. She was acting so, so stupid, and she knew it. But Gods above she couldn’t help it.

[Text > Enok ☀️] : Of course! Can’t wait x

Rolling over, she threw herself among her pillows with a happy closed-mouth scream of joy. It all felt perfect. It would be even better if she could convince her father to let her skip out on study to go meet up with Enok instead though she knew it was a long shot.

Her mood wasn’t spoiled though, not when another couple of messages came through, her phone lifted up again as she read.

The smile on her face faltered. What...?

Not understanding, her finger flicked up to select the photo, tapping to enlarge it. It was her standing there with her hair?...

Oh no.

Mouth dropped open, Ariadne zoomed in on the background. 

The glass panel that separated the shower from the rest of the bathroom was off to one side in the photo. Though it wasn’t so obvious to her when she took the photo and sent it, now all she could see was her very exposed back from head to toe.

Her hand covered her mouth.

Dread was setting in, while she knew she had to answer Enok, she wanted to close to the door to their conversation and withdraw into herself. It was a shock and an embarrassment. What must he think of her for sending something like that?

It was a painful handful of minutes before ‘Ari 🌙 is typing...’ popped up at the bottom of the chat.

[Text > Enok ☀️] : I didn’t mean to. That was an accident.

[Text > Enok ☀️] : PLEASE don’t tell anyone!!!

Then their chat shifted, the photo deleted and their text lining up with their last conversation about pastries. She couldn’t even think about food, her stomach hurt and she felt sick, a little panicked as though she were about to face some huge fallout for her mistake.

Though the weeks had been better, and she herself felt better, suddenly she was standing back at square one feeling like she had to be careful.

Looking around her room, paranoid, like someone could be watching ready to laugh at her, she hurriedly made her way back to her wardrobe. The strappy top messily shoved into the back, a baggy hoodie grabbed and shoved on instead.

Idiot. She was such an idiot.

[inkofyoonkoo]

hii vale i hope you’re doing well. ❤️❤️❤️ i really want to thank you for updating your stories for us, interacting with us, and letting us know what’s been going on. i really do wish you will find ease and light soon during this time. i understand how you are feeling and i hope you know we will support you no matter what. as an introvert myself, i find it hard with interaction and self expression but i really want to commend you on telling us how you’ve been feeling lately. ❤️❤️❤️i hope you know that you’re self care comes first no matter what, and i’m glad you’re taking time to reflect upon that. i’m really not the best at giving words of comfort but i just want to let you know that you have given me so much comfort and joy since i found you. sometimes i read a chapter and i’m just in wow by what happens and then i forget to show my appreciation, but please know i do i love you so much and also love your stories so much. and i hope you know you are funny and friendly, and have created a nice environment. you’re also extremely intelligent and unique it leaves me speechless 😍😍😍😍you’re feelings will always be valid 100% and i hope you know how much of an amazing person you are. thank you from the bottom of my heart!!! love you and hope your days are brighter!!!☀️☀️☀️☀️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hi my lovely! Yes, I'm doing fine -just stressed because real life is pretty demanding lately, but it's all good! I hope you're doing well and that life is treating you nicely 💕

Thank you for sending me this lovely message and for being supportive over my decision! Believe me, it was bugging me for months, to the point that I also expressed out loud multiple times my desire to cut ties, but I always felt in the wrong because I was lucky enough to a have a very few people who truly loved my stories; and going away sounded like: "You know? I don't care about you. I want more." when it's not like this. I was and I'm forever grateful to the people who were and are always kind toward me (treating me not only as a "writer", but like a person too) and that's why I preferred moving to another blog. On a side, I know that I can't expect from people to be my beck-and-call (I don't even want it) and I was really happy with the only interaction of the very few people who stuck with me; but I really felt like a "machine" lately. I don't know... as a content creator, I should be happy with the number of following increasing day by day, "likes" raining on every single story on my masterlist; but the general silence made me feel like I was "necessary" only to post my works -but, at the same time, they weren't worth a comment. As already stated, I'm the one to be blamed for the general lack of interaction -but I noticed that even if I tried to build it through "ask-games" or posting new teasers or such, feedback was almost non-existent (especially since I stopped posting YATO, or since I vocalized how lack of feedback was hurting me). In all of this, I realized that there were writers who were able to create a nice environment in the span of a very few months; while I couldn't do almost anything in three years...

I'm convinced I took the right decision. Honestly, I'm still jumping into my old blog because I'm still doing some things there and, I mean, people still put "likes" on my stories and follow me -even if there's a post clearly stating that it's not my intention to keep going. I can't control people, but I can control my actions and take care of my mood. And this is the best thing I could do 😊

All this long reply just to express better my POV, and to say that I truly appreciate your kind words! They gave me lot of comfort, don't worry, and it actually warms my heart to know that my stories could give you joy 🥰 Also, thanks for your compliments toward me as a person! I don't really consider myself funny or friendly, and probably these three years helped to radicate in me this belief, but I'm truly happy if you think the contrary ❤ (as for being intelligent and unique... YOU’RE WAY TOO KIND NOW. BELIEVE ME, I’M NOT. I TEND TO BE THE MOST IGNORANT AND THE DUMBEST AND INVISIBLE AMIDST PEOPLE). Thank you so much for being so sweet! You’re amazing and I’m truly happy to have you here ❤ Sending you my love and wish you all the best 🌻 ❤ 🌻 ❤