#꒰ 🦦 anon ꒱

[ultrone]

i'd stay failing that class just so i could see laura lee. { 🦦 }

LMFAOO fr tho 😭😭 like three tutoring sessions a week is too much, we know reader is playing dumb at this point 🙄 we ain’t believing that failing bs

[ink-n-shadow]

As for suggestions, maybe something fall=Halloween themed? Like maybe smau that is the reader is texting the boys maybe freaking out about being lost in a corn maze? Or texting them about (sexy) Halloween costumes? Just some ideas!

-🦦

this suggestion really got my creative juices flowing (tysm to everyone who suggested couples costume ideas!)

PERFECT COUPLE('s costume)

𝜗𝜚 the texts where you find the perfect couples costumes to wear with the CoD men

𝜗𝜚 characters: simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, john price, kyle "gaz" garrick 𝜗𝜚 cw: allusions to smut themes (minors—DNI), brief knife kink (ghost), subtle allusions to munch!soap, overall cute halloween-y vibes 𝜗𝜚 a/n: i just realized i deleted a texts from soap's messages, but i can't change it now so rip </3 it doesn't impact the read much but it bothers tf out of me

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do not copy, plagiarize, steal, borrow, or repost any of my work without my expressed permission

[comet-forgot-you]

I'm back!! - 🦦

Jealous Sam Carpenter smut when Ethan or Quinn hit on her girlfriend

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guys i kinda dont like this one im sorry yall

smut. 18+ pls.

sam was angry. she was angry with ethan to be specific. he knew you were taken, he knew you were unavailable, yet he kept hitting on you. she glared at him every time he spoke to you, when he got too close to you, she hated it.

no one knew about the two of you, sam didnt want anyone to know, not yet, not after richie. she was too afraid to put you in danger, too afraid to put tara or the twins in danger, but god did she regret it right about now.

she does her best to not drag you out of the crowded house, she stays strong for an hour or two, but by the time a drunken ethan comes by for the nth time, she cant help but act. she grabs your hips, pulling you flat against her front, glaring daggers into the boy.

“lets get out of here, yeah?” you look up to the familiar face, a smile painting your lip immediately. you nod before you even have a second to think about the boy in front of you, but he stops you before sam can take off with you.

"dont you have a boyfriend?" he asks, grabbing you by your wrist. you look at him, missing the way sam glares so harshly at him.

"she has a girlfriend." you pull your wrist from his hold, letting sam lead you out of the party and to her car. the second the door closes and the two of you are alone in her car, shes muttering curses under her breath.

she doesnt make it far before shes pulling off of the road and pulling you onto her lap. “fuck, that fucking kid. you’re all mine and he wouldn’t take no for a fucking answer,” her lips are on your neck, hands groping your body. “you’re mine baby, yeah?” you nod breathlessly, sam’s fingers rubbing you through your underwear. “say it.”

“im yours.” sam pulls your underwear to the side, sinking her fingers into your cunt.

“yeah, baby,” she whispers, sucking deep marks into your neck. she fucks into you, your breathy moans and the sound of your cunt fill the air between the two of you and sam fucking loves it. she loves hearing how your body reacts to her and her alone.

youre hers. and everyone will see it.

[cherryredstars]

was watching hamilton bcz I got a wisdom tooth removed and I was thinking... what about a miguel x reader that has the same narrative "that would be enough" portrays 😞👉🏻👈🏻

- 🦦

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x gn!reader

Warnings: Fluff, SFW

A/N: I am alive! I hope you’re doing okay 🦦 !

Unedited

Even through the closed door you can hear his soft curses and the clatter of tools.

It’s late into the night, and you went asleep in a vacant house. Even through your grogginess you smile, silently getting out of bed and to the one place that so much noise could be coming from. In the hallway, the light from the slightly ajar door created a yellow line up the wall, and it expands into a wide rectangle when you push the door open.

The man you know and love sits around his many toys, metal tools creating a circle around him as he works. LYLA flickers over his shoulders, peering down at his work and criticizing every movement of his large hands. His shoulders are hunched in the most awkward of positions, and you can feel the aches blooming from his spine on your own back.

Your feet dodge the small obstacle course to get to him, kneeling behind him before you wrap your arms around the large brute. He doesn’t directly acknowledge your presence, but he leans into your touch.

“Miguel,” you whisper, voice floating in the space like a soft harmony. “Aren’t you tired?”

Miguel grunts, turning to look over his shoulder at you. The concentrated furrow between his brows softens just slightly, melting into the familiar man that loves to care for you.

“I have to get this fixed.” He replies, his attempt at a whisper more gruff and sandpaper like.

“That’s not what I asked.” You hum, gently beginning to massage at the large knots braided across his shoulders.

He sighs gratefully, straightening and rolling his muscles that release hissing pops. He hisses at the ones that ripple under his skin, the pops thundering under the layers of corded muscle and skin. You smile to yourself, soothing the longer tingles with soft kisses that cause the large man to sigh.

“I have a surprise for you in the morning.” You say suddenly, a gentle coax to get him to leave his workshop. “Sleeping will make it come faster.”

“So will my work.” Miguel half-heartedly argues, already beginning to gather the loose screwdrivers and wrenches from his floor.

You smile drops slightly, face deadpan as you stare at him. He chuckles when he peaks at your expression, lifting his hand to grab your face before you slap it away. You’re more aware of the streaks of tool grease clinging to his fingers than he is, and he settles for a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll be in bed soon, cariño.” He whispers into the flat skin, lips tickling.

“I’m not leaving until you do. You’ll just find something else to work on.” You knowingly chide, watching as he puts away the mess he’s made in the time he’s been home. “You work too much, it’s nonstop.”

He smiles, the satisfying snap of his tool kit masking the popping of his knees as he stands. “I have to if I don’t want the world to turn upside down.”

You shake your head at him, “What you do is already enough. Come to bed early for once.”

He sighs softly, holding out his elbow to help you get up. You take it gracefully, checking yourself for dust and grease before guiding him out of the room. You make sure to open the doors for him, refusing to spend the next morning wiping away grease from doorknobs.

Once he’s washed up and in bed, he pulls you close. Instead of sawdust and oily metal, he’s met with the calming, homey smell that makes his brain more aware of the callings of sleep creeping at the corners of his mind.

“What’s the surprise?” He whispers into the sacred space between the two of you, large fingers pushing away the hair obscuring your face.

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.” You hum, closing your eyes with a soft smile. “Wait for morning, we aren’t running out of time.”

Miguel thins his lips, accepting defeat. He crowns your victory with another soft kiss to your warm flesh, body bending to wrap around you.

He can wait for morning.

[rinhaler]

i’m in love with your yakuza toji and shiu like actually OBSESSED!! if your requests are still open, can you do one like the meeting, but you’re being a brat to get their attention and they’re won’t do anything till after the meeting? you can see how the rest goes thoo!! lots of loveee -🦦anon

I'm so behind on requests I'm so sorry agdjsjklaghsj hopefully this is worth the wait tho!! Haven't thought about that drabble in forever but I'm glad u liked it so much!!

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, daddy kink, exhibitionism?, public setting, cucking? shiu idk, reader used as an ashtray low key, spanking, pussy slaps, face slapping, vaginal sex, degradation, praise, creampie, orgasm denial, brat taming. (lmk if i missed any!)

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“Daddy—”

“Shush, baby. Gotta pay attention.” Toji tells you, bringing his finger to his lips to tell you what you need to do. You need to be quiet and behave. And yet, you can’t.

You aren’t sure what’s wrong with you today. His jaw is strong and his muscular frame dominates the room. He won’t mind if you touch him a little, you’re sure. He’s just as insatiable as you are. More so, normally. You’re a little surprised to see him actually focus on a meeting for once, but you’re confident that you can steal his attention from it.

He looks down at his thigh as your hand settles there, dainty fingers start to grab and squeeze at his quads. They roam upwards towards his crotch, and you smile to yourself as you get closer and closer. Though you gasp, lightly, when you feel his hand grasp firmly around your wrist.

You look up to see his eyes fixed on yours. There isn’t a hint of amusement in his expression.

“Was daddy unclear when he said pay attention?” he asks. You quickly shake your head with a downtrodden pout. Even your little sniffles don’t bother him, his face stoic and unchanging. “I thought as much. So sit still and be quiet, brat.” he warns you.

You fold your arms over each other and you pout harder than you thought possible. Your eyebrows scrunch as you do all of you can to focus on the meeting, just like your daddy. But you can’t. It’s so boring and you just don’t care. It scares you to hear about murder and violence, even if it is menial to them.

It’s their norm, not yours.

“S-Shiu…” you whisper, turning your head to face Toji’s second in command who sits on the other side of you. “Wanna go home.”

You don’t notice Toji looking at you, but Shiu does. It’s brief, but scathing. A subtle look out of the corner of his eyes to display his frustration with you. Shiu swallows lightly, feeling sorry for your predicament. Normally Toji is so mindful of you and your neediness, he can’t help but wonder what has encouraged his boss’ change of heart today. Perhaps he’s trying to train you better. Regardless, he clears his throat and looks into your eyes.

“You can be good for a few more minutes, sweetheart.” Shiu tells you as he checks the time on his wristwatch. “Not much longer, promise.” he assures you, he lightly holds your chin and strokes it with his thumb.

Just a few more minutes.

“Keep your fucking legs open or I’m not touchin’ your cunt for the rest of the year.” Toji warns you. You sniff as tears spill from your lashline, slowly opening your legs again for the man circling the meeting table. You yelp as a stinging slap comes down atop your thigh, and another harsh wet smack hits your pussy.

“Ah!” you scream, squirming from the impact.

“Sh, sh shhh, ‘m here.” Shiu coos from behind you.

You’re flat against the desk while Shiu stands behind you. Your wrists are crossed while he holds them against the table above your head. His cigarette dangles from his lips, and you can’t help but wince as ash flickers down on occasion.

Toji told him to use you like an ash tray.

“I fuck you one time in a meeting, and you think that’s how they’re all gonna go? Hm.” Toji states. It feels like a question, though you don’t try to speak in fear of making things worse. Your eyes roll back as his thumb carefully rubs over your clit, only twice, before he wipes the residue on your exposed stomach. “Glad you’re wet, jus’ how daddy likes…” he starts.

“You risk embarrassing your daddy when you misbehave like that, you know.” Shiu tells you. He’s seamlessly able to pin your wrists down with just one hand, deciding to flick ash down into your face to accentuate his point. “Do you want people to think he’s weak?”

“N-No! Daddy isn’t weak!” you explain. You should be ashamed of yourself when your eyes cross and you silence yourself with a bite to your lower lip as Toji stuffs his thick cock into you.

“You should have just fucked her.” Shiu smiles. You don’t even react when you feel his palm land harshly against your cheek. In fact, your tongue lolls as you lose yourself to the feeling of being their toy. “Look how quiet she’s being now, little slut.”

“You don’t even deserve my cock,” Toji speaks. And you know he’s right.

You shouldn’t be rewarded for disobeying him like you did. But you don’t care, you’re getting what you wanted all along. Toji does your thinking for you, after all. And right now, he doesn’t want you to think. He just wants to remind you that you’re his dumb pet. He wants to remind you of what you love so much and what he can easily take away if you choose to act up again.

“Wasn’t gonna do this for ya, princess. But I can’t help myself, not when there’s a perfect wet cunt in my face.”

Shiu strikes your face again. And your face contorts as you feel dry, tarred ash land on the tip of your tongue after he aims it to land there. You almost choke from the vile taste, but you’re prevented from thinking again as Shiu offers you a third and final slap on your cheek.

The hardest one yet.

“Say ‘thank you’ to your daddy.” he orders.

“T-Thank you daddy! Thank you.” you cry, looking into his eyes as he continues to perfectly angle his cock into your sweet spot. You know you won’t last much longer at this rate. You want to tell him. You want to tell him that you aren’t going to be able to hold out and that you’re going to make a mess any second now. “I love you, d-daddy!” you wail, and he smirks.

“Yeah? You fuckin’ love me?” he chuckles. “I love you, princess, such a good girl f’me.”

“S-So much!” you answer. “Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I—!”

“Something tells me she’s going to cum, Toji.” Shiu smirks. He looks down at you, focusing on your eyes as they begin to squint harder and harder. “Are you cumming for daddy, sweetheart? Are you going to let her?” he asks, looking at his superior after speaking to you.

Toji grunts as he cums inside of you, and you feel the warmth spread throughout your womb. You feel so full. So content. Because this is what you wanted all along. You wanted daddy’s love. And it’s almost enough to pull you over the edge right along with him.

But his hips begin to slow, the pressure he’d built up within you begins to dissipate and you feel like you’ve been thrown out of a rocket ship without any gear. You’re starved for oxygen and you can’t take a single breath.

“Daddy, daddy don’t stop.. ‘m g-gonna cum for you. I was s-o so close!” you whimper, lip wobbling as you try your damnedest to convince him to finish you off, too.

But you don’t like the look in his eye. The menacing, mischievous look that tell you no such thing shall transpire. You aren’t going to get to cum. After all of this, you don’t get to fucking cum.

“I will decide when you are allowed to cum again, princess.” Toji tells you. “But after your bratting today, that won’t be for a very long time.”

© 2023 rinhaler

[q1ngqve]

how about....aventurine whisper dirty things and degrading reader in bed because reader become so so so needy for him 🥺

-🦦

"tell me what you want, pretty girl."

"yeah? you want my dick?"

"of course you do. look at you, already making a mess on the sheets and I haven't even touched you yet. such a dirty slut, my slut."

"oh I know you are, you've been so so needy, isn't that right?"

"I can smell your arousal every time you walk into my office with that little skirt of yours."

"what? you think I wouldn't notice?"

"c'mon, use that mouth of yours and beg for it, beg me to fuck you."

"ah ah, whining won't get you anywhere, use your words."

"that's it, that wasn't so difficult, was it?"

"I won't say it again. stop moving your hips, or I'll pull out."

"good girl."

“good fucking girl.”

"fuck— clench around me like that again and I might just cum on the spot."

"look at the mirror, look at how you're sucking me in."

"you were made for me, my pretty little fuck toy."

[libraryofloveletters]

for the 6k celebration: (CONGRATS BTW!)

sebastian vettel x secret!wife (maybe famous?) could also have secret child and then launching them or getting caught in interviews or something?<3 sorry this is VERY vague :/

also mick cameo?

-🦦

thank you love! hopefully this is what you wanted :) // all photos are from instagram and/or pinterest -- fc: sydney sweeney - @syndey_sweeney on insta!

mom and dad

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youruser: thank you to everyone who came tonight! I cannot wait for all of you to see the movie that glenpowell and I put our everything into 🫶🏽 I love you all! 

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mickschumacher: beautiful!! 

↪️youruser: thank you micky ❤️

ynfan: you’re so pretty!!! 

glenpowell: ❤️❤️

worldchampseb: no seb cameo in this ?? 

↪️youruser: not this one 😭

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sebastianvettel: the beginning bmwmmotorsports 

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sebv5: miss you in f1 🥲

youruser: dorky ass haircut 

bmwmmotorsports: never forget. dreams come true - if you work so hard for them as you did

ynfan: y/ns comment???!?!!?!?!

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youruser: mommy and daddy (ft. uncle micky on tv) vs the last few months ❤️

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mickschumacher: why would you use this photo 🥲 im not even paying attention

↪️youruser: sebby took it 🙂

user5: omg??? WORLD COLLIDES 

ynxseb: THEY HAVE KIDS AFOSJFOSJD

pierregasly: miss you in the paddock

↪️sebastianvettel: see you in France. 

aussiegrit: didn’t want make the trip down? 

↪️youruser: saw you 4 months ago buddy 

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[otterrrrrrrranonnn]

WHIRLPOOL

It was such a peacefull day, our dear Otter swimming and relaxing among the waters.

keyword: was

It started when our Beloved Otter takes a swim at their pond, it's huge and spacious for them to swim and explore different areas they haven't reach.

They were doing tricks and exploring the deeper parts of the pond, and that's where it begins, something begin tugging them down, dragging them deeper down "kyu!?" The beloved exclaim in surprise, trying and struggling to swim upwards.

it was a whirlpool dragging them down, no one was able to hear their noise of panic and desprate as the whirlpool dragged them down and down.

'Help!'

'Help me!'

No one heard their cries until the whirlpool completely sucked them in, and no one knows where that whirlpool went.

_________________________________________

'Dark...It's too dark'

"Kyuu.." The beloved critters quietly, blinking awake, looking around, a shore? Their at somesort of shore? Everything's too quiet, where are they? They slowly stood up, shaking their body to remove the excess water, they stood up on their hind legs, taking a look around them.

A somesort of beach? And what's that stracture over there? A ruin temple? They slowly went on fours again, and The Otter slowly trotted towards it, being wary around their surroundings, this new environment is....familiar to them, where have they seen it?

"Kyuuu...?" The Otters critters, going up the stairs of the ruin temple? They weren't sure if it was a temple.

Huh?

As they reach the top of the stairs, right infront of them is a statue, "kyuu?" They critters quietly, they cannot see it's face, since the statue is backwards towards them, they slowly moved again, trotting to see the statue's.

'?!'

"Kyuu?!" The Otter exclaimed in surprise, standing up in their hind legs, shocked and surprise, "kyuu kyu!" 'Dan Feng!?' The Otter stared up in shock, clearly bewildered.

They quickly turn around, and yeah, the waters are parted, and there's a staircase going downwards, Vidyadhara eggs, they could see the eggs from up here.

Their at the Scalegorge Waterscape, at Honkai Star Rail, and their at where the Phantylia fight took place.

"Kyuu...." The Otters critters in dread.

'How did I end up here?' They didn't know how did they end up here, they were quiet for a moment.

'Ah' "kyuu...." they deflated as they realize on how they end up here, how forgetful.

It was the damn whirlpool who brought them here.

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And! That's it for part one! I hope you enjoyed this as much I did! It was so fun writing this!

For better context please go to @idkfitemate, you'll understand this sagau idea! But it will be like more on Self-aware Honkai star rail(Loufu edition) x Creator!Otter(platonic) from now!

Otter out!🦦

[cream-stew]

ou em gee!! i have been like,,, obsessed with capitano lately

plsplsplsplsplsss write dom!capitano fuckign the readers brains out after a meeting w the other harbingerss (reader prolly teased em a bit during said meeting,,,) :33

anywayyy,, if its fine w/ u, could i be 🦦 anon???

🔞 minors dni

warnings: afab reader, rough sex, creampie, size kink, squirting, multiple orgasms

// note: yeah feel free to use that emoji🤝

you always sit next to him during meetings, but today you're way too fucking horny to pay any attention to whoever is speaking…

your hand sneaks towards him, sliding down to cup his bulge, and you're immediately swatted away. 

how boring! can't he tell that you just want him to rail you!! 

you try again and again, even writing him a cute little note as if you were in school again, "let's ditch the meeting, I want you!!", but he just doesn't budge… you even try hooking your leg over his, but it's not a good position to even try and rub his cock with your leg, so that's useless too :(

someone else starts speaking and you try to pay attention for a while, but you really don't care :( you start thinking of all the ways he could fuck you, bend you over right here in front of everyone, and you're soaking through your panties before long… which isn't great, since he's still ignoring you :((

you're dejected by the time the meeting ends, you think he's just not in the mood today, but suddenly as you stand from your chair he picks you up by your waist and drags you away?!

he drags you all the way into an empty store room, not even making it to his spacious rooms upstairs, and your feet touch the floor just for a moment as he rips up your pants and underwear, then picks you up again and slots you against his clothed erection.

grinning, you reach down to free his huge cock, and hold it in both hands as you guide it to your sopping wet pussy, helping it slide inside with no friction at all despite the size.

he starts fucking you at a harsh pace immediately, knowing that you don't even need time to adjust anymore, and he just goes to town on your cute lil pussy, so so small compared to his huge cock, yet so eager it barely matters.

he holds your hips in a bruising grip all the while, holding you still as he fucks you so thoroughly, and you cum over and over on him, creaming his cock and squirting as you try to muffle your desperate moans.

when he finally cums too you've lost count of your own orgasms, and even now the only thing you can feel is the insane load he's pumping directly in your womb, coating your guts in his thick cum and keeping you plugged on his cock as he catches his breath, preparing to go for a second round.

[minheelovelee]

thinking about which &team members are gonna have gfs who is a pillow princess, like they would absolutely buy you cute and tight clothings and plushies which you will cry on when they fck you

(also can I be 🦦 anon? Ik I'm gonna be a regular here since you write about &Team and Treasure)

one time i answered this ask a long time ago and then my app crashed and i lost all my progress so i never did it again. thanks tumblr. lets try again with a few members.

yes you can be 🦦anon friend!! thanks for joining my list!

teamies who love pillow princesses

warnings: nsfw under cut. dom!teamies. fuma + nicho.

fuma

this is sososo fuma-coded. he’s the first member i thought of. he loves to take care of you! the world would have to stop turning for fuma to let you raise a finger in the bedroom. he loves that fact that you can let yourself go and take whatever he gives you.

the first time he saw you grab a plushie during sex, he melted. before stepping out the door one morning, he ended up going down on you. typically loving your hands in his hair, he swatted them away with a stern “no”. he watched your reaction closely, and couldn’t help but laugh when he saw that your hands flew to one of his plushies on your bed. the way you wrapped your arms around it as you grew closer to orgasm had him hooked. needless to say, he now encourages you to hold onto a stuffie during sex so he can coo at you.

nicho

maybe i’m biased, but nicho fits this role well. he’s quite gentle with his actions, but he can go for hours. if you have the energy to get frisky during the first round, he’s got the rest covered. his stamina is crazy. he finds you beautiful when you’re too fucked-out to think. that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to tease you about being his pillow princess. “just lay there and take it, it’s what you do best.” “so gorgeous, but so fucking dumb. need me to do everything for you, huh?”

you know how mothers can lift cars when their children are in danger? that’s like nicho when it comes to getting his dick wet. his energy reserve triples in size.

[ultrone]

when the edit so good you freeze to death and get eaten by your soccer team

watched this on loop for the past 20 minutes, everyone stand up and say thank you to 🦦 anon for this amazing fuckboy jackie edit

[spirit-lanterns]

I was the one who sent the Himeko and Topaz submission, and i wanted to give an updated version. Now Imagine Topaz, Himeko, and Jingliu. Yes, three tops, two fire types, and one ice type.. for the best temperature play. Foursome with them would literally be heaven, just imagine.

-🦦

I want to write a fic on this at some point because I think a foursome would these three would actually make my head spin 😵‍💫

The temperature play would be off the charts. You’d be so hot and burning up from Topaz and Himeko feeling you up, but then Jingliu comes in to save you with her tongue, licking sweet, languid strokes over your clit to calm your senses down. Just when things get too cold though, Topaz heats up her fingers and gives your nipples a teasing pinch, Himeko coming up from behind to spread your pussy wider for Jingliu to lick more.

Himeko’s hot fingers combined with Jingliu’s cold tongue has you writhing in absolute ecstasy, Topaz’s heat on your nipples making you spasm until you cream all over Jingliu’s tongue. You’re just so sensitive from so many temperatures at once, and all three women are chuckling to themselves because you’re just so cute! They could play with you for hours 💕

[planet-dusk]

hi vesper!! been thinking abt sucking binnie off after a concert and being caught by chan, who says he wont tell if you helped him out aswell 🥴🥴🥴

- 🦦

🏷️ gn!reader, oral (m), dubcon-ish for chan's part (bc he joins no questions asked), mc is called baby, doll

he’d rushed backstage, shimmying out of his stagewear and washing up quickly, ignoring the notifications blowing up his phone. he’ll deal with the repercussions later. 

changbin knows you’re not supposed to be here. it’s too risky; the walls are thin and the doors don’t lock. anyone could walk in on the two of you. 

his thoughts float to the idea of fucking you on stage in front of thousands of people. show them how well you take his cock and how good he makes you feel. the blinding stage lights. the cheers. your face twisted in pleasure as all you can see and hear and feel is him. 

you’re such an eager little thing, desirous fists tugging down his pants to leave him standing in his boxers. he’s already hard and leaking for you. has been since the moment he’d dragged you into the small room. 

changbin feels like he’s burning up from the inside, post-concert adrenaline still coursing through his veins. 

“just like that, baby,” he cups your cheek when you trace the outline of his cock with your tongue. “put that pretty mouth of yours to good use.”

you don’t waste a second. even he is surprised by the first contact, wet tongue pressed against the underside of his tip with no hesitation. 

“did you want me this bad?”

you hum around his cock, sliding off with a soft pop in favor of talking. “seeing you up there, commanding the crowd…” you squeeze his length and watch how it jumps in your fist, flushed and needy, “you have no idea how hot you are.”

in the bright artificial light of the room he’s just as beautiful, cheeks flushing at your praise. a soft chuckle escapes him and he puts his hand on your nape to guide you back to his cock. 

“then show me how much.”

when your mouth envelops him again changbin has to hold himself back from bucking his hips and pushing his full length down your throat. you know exactly what he likes; how to fondle his balls, squeeze them and soothe your tongue over the most sensitive spots. 

your free hand has found its way between your own legs, attempting to find some relief. changbin (perceptive as always) nudges your knees farther apart and you slip your hand down your pants to tease your hole. you manage to slip one finger in but the angle’s not right; your pants are too tight and your hands too small. it’s nowhere near enough to satisfy you. nowhere near what he could do. 

your needy whines vibrate around changbin’s cock and go straight to the pit of his stomach. you choke and splutter when he hits the back of your throat. he does it again, brushing a soothing thumb over your cheek. 

“don’t worry, baby. when we’re home i’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to think straight for the rest of the week.” 

your throat’s already raw from screaming your lungs out, watching him on stage, but his gruff voice encourages you to take him deeper. he grunts when your throat constricts around him. changbin never holds out long when you’re choking and drooling like this, making a mess on his cock. 

“there you are.” 

fuck. 

a flash of panic overtakes you and you pull back coughing. you whip your head around just as chan closes the door behind him. wide-eyed, you watch him step forward into the room. 

when did he come in? 

“we’re looking for you.”

it’s clear he’s talking to changbin but his gaze drops down to where you're sitting on the floor. it stays on you for what feels like ages, flicking between your lips and changbin’s leaking cock before being dragged back up by the younger man’s voice. 

“congratulations, you’ve found us.” 

changbin emphasizes the last word but there’s not a hint of annoyance in his voice. defiance, maybe. 

a dare. 

no one moves. you feel like you’re witnessing a silent conversation between the two men, left on tenterhooks while you can’t do anything but wait for the outcome. the tension hangs thick in the air until it’s cut by chan’s hand tilting your chin upwards, steering you back to changbin’s cock. there’s no force behind it but you follow him eagerly. the close proximity of the two men has you grinding the palm of your hand down again, arousal flaring up in your tummy. 

“you have two minutes. go on, don’t let me stop you.” chan’s other hand wraps around changbin’s length. changbin lets out a low moan when chan squeezes him and your tongue flattens against the head of his cock, allowing his friend to jerk him off in your mouth. 

“and after that it’s my turn.”

[screampied]

how is my dearest Vegas doing today?😩

- 🦦

HORRIBLE LMFAOOO I JUST MISSED MY FLIGHT IM ABOIT TO CRASH OUT. hey hru pook 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

[hp-hcs]

i love ur fics sm omf.....

i am massively abnormal and mentally ill so thinking ab yan theo and mattheo with a gryffindor reader, clearly toxic but in which reader tries to break up with them .... failing miserably and just getting manipulated by them about how he's gonna get hurt and everyone but them wants to hurt him. he refuses to believe which just makes them go take the violent route since he was making it hard for them 🙁

and could i possibly be 🦦 anon? hope im not bothering, have a nice day or night !! <3

of course you can, lovely 🦦 anon!!

i absolutely adore the amount of angst in this request

also no i totally didnt base a lot of this on my own ex bf what no thatd be crazy

abuse warning! stay safe!!

toxic — yandere! manipulative! theodore nott x gn! reader x yandere! manipulative! mattheo riddle

requests open

‼️heavy abuse warning‼️

(physical, verbal, emotional, & psychological; lots of manipulation and gaslighting)

U.S. National Domestic Violence Hotline: 800-799-7233

Text line: Text START to 88788

YOU DESERVE SAFETY. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

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“We’re breaking up. I can’t do this anymore.”

Theodore looked up at you quizzically from where he was reading on the couch. “Hm?”

“I’m breaking up with you. Both of you.”

“Oh, darlin’,” Mattheo sighed, shaking his head. “We can’t in good conscience let you do that.”

“See, here’s the thing, Matty,” you laugh humorlessly. “I don’t care.”

“But baby,” Theo said softly, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

You steeled yourself as you started to feel the melting effects of that damn expression of his. “I can’t. Not anymore. It’s too fucking exhausting.”

“What is, baby?” Theodore pleaded, reaching out to grab your hand. “Tell us so we can fix it.”

The urge to shy away from this conversation, to apologize profusely for trying to leave, and to shove all of your emotions down until you felt numb again was overwhelming.

Theo rubbed the knuckles of your hand with his thumb. “Baby…”

You took a breath and steeled yourself again. “The everything, Theo. The lying. The cheating. The benders every weekend. The screaming at each other and the ghosting me. The waiting for me to come crawling back to you. Begging you to take me back every fucking time. Apologizing for everything even when it wasn’t my fault.”

“Ba-”

“No. I’m talking right now. The manipulation. The love bombing. I’m sick of it. I’m. Done.”

“Now, c’mon, darlin’,” Mattheo said placatingly. “Don’t be like that. You know none of that was our fault.”

“None? You slept with half of our year while we were dating.”

“Are,” Theo corrected. “Are dating.”

“Cute. No.”

“Baby, who else could possibly love you as much as we do?” Mattheo pouted, reaching out for your wrist and using it to tug you down onto his lap.

You stiffened, trying to free your wrist from his slowly tightening grasp. “Literally anyone. It’s not like you guys do anything.”

“Don’t do anything? Sweetheart, we protect you,” Theo chuckled with a sharp smile.

“Oh yeah?” You scoffed, managing to free your wrist and get out of Mattheo’s lap. “Protect me from who?”

“There’s a lot of bad people out there, doll. People who’d want to hurt you if they got the chance.”

“What, like you?”

“We’ve never laid a hand on you, sweetheart. Not once,” Mattheo sneered the last word like a curse, his greedy hands reaching out to snatch your arm again.

You flinched minutely, stepping back from his grasping hands. “I don’t care. We’re over, whether you like it or not.”

“Oh, stop it, darlin’,” Theo cooed patronizingly, standing up from the couch and crowding into your space. “You need us. Who else would care about you as much as we do? Who else would want you?”

“I. Don’t. Care.” You gritted out, shoving at his chest.

The boys shared a look—one you couldn’t quite read.

Suddenly, Theodore caught your jaw in his hand, squeezing tight. “You’d better shut up, sweetheart. Before one of us gets mad.”

“Dude, are you threatening me? I wi-”

Your sentence was cut off by a harsh slap.

You froze, mouth hanging open.

Your hand slowly went to your stinging cheek as you stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Theo at least had the tact to look guilty. “Baby- baby, I’m so sorry- it was an accident, I swear.”

You didn’t move, still processing what had just happened.

“Sweetheart? Darlin’, I’m sorry. I really am. You were just making me so mad…It was an accident, swear. It’ll never happen again, promise,” he cooed gently, stooping down to cup your cheeks in his hands with utter gentleness and care.

He hissed sympathetically when you flinched back from the pressure on your already-reddening cheek, gently stroking his thumb over it.

As you looked up at his apologetic and remorseful expression, you could feel a flicker of tenderness as you were reminded of the sweet boy you fell in love with in the first place.

“It’s okay, Theo,” you whispered, your words betrayed by the way your voice cracked. You swallowed thickly, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes. “It was an accident.”

Theo made a show of sighing in relief. “Thank you, darling. But now you know to shut your mouth, don’t you baby? You know I don’t wanna hear you fucking saying that shit again, mhm?”

You just nodded mechanically.

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hey! guess what! it absolutely will happen again! if your partner ever hits you, call a friend to come get you and then leave. it’s not worth it to stay, trust me.

to my taglisters! i haven’t tagged you in this due to its sensitive content. you know your boundaries and limits better than i do. stay safe.

— hp-hcs xx

[cheeseceli]

When I was your man

Pairing: idol!Bang Chan × gn!Reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: alcohol consumption (nothing much tho, it's barely there)

Request: ok so as much as i hate sad fics, i have an amazing idea that is definitely going to break many hearts... when i was your man by bruno mars, as inspiration for a chan fic.

A/n: ik this is inspired by when I was your man but listen to "shot glass of tears" by jungkook and "million reasons" by lady gaga, it really adds to the experience

He could just call you. He knew you would pick up and listen to what he had to say, even though it was probably going to be nonsense. Even if all he had to say was bullshit and excuses, you would listen. You could even give him another chance. But that time, he didn't want that.

No, horrible wording, Bang Chan thought to himself. Of course he wanted another chance. He loved you so much that all he could think of, even when the alcohol was all over his brain and the members and staff were talking about the new comeback, was when he'd get another chance to see you. I'm still not over with all the work for today. Tomorrow we have rehearsals. The day after that we have recording. We probably have something to do later as well, but I can't recall what it is. I don't think I'll have the time this week.

Oh, that was one of the problems. Time. Or the lack of it for that matter. He'd always be late for dinner and would always miss breakfast. In the beginning you thought it was understandable, although you never liked it. But as time went on, you felt you were dating a ghost: the only thing that guaranteed you had a boyfriend was the same old message he would sent you before any date. "Won't be able to make it. I'm sorry. I love you." After receiving so many texts like this in the spam of the last six months, you started to doubt the last two sentences.

But he was sorry. And he loved you. He was planning on how he could show you this now. Maybe he should buy you flowers. You've always liked it, you felt as it was romantic. But there's nothing romantic in excuses that hold no regret. Your words, not his. Won't buy flowers. Yeah, he'd already tried that one before.

Maybe he should take you out. A real date. He'd show up this time, he was sure of it. But would you? He remembers the episode of last week. He showed up after what felt like an eternity without seeing you. But you stood him up. At first he thought it was a little revenge. He would've deserved that if that was the case. But you weren't playing any games. You had just given up. How can you call it a date if you don't look at my eyes throughout it, just because you're to worried a paparazzi will show up? You can't even bring yourself to hold my hand. He read the message you sent at least a hundred times, enough for him to know it by heart and for those words to follow him everywhere he goes. It was the last text you sent him.

He could've called. You would've picked up. He knew you were just looking for a reason to stay, though you had a million reasons to quit. But you still had faith. You still loved him. Right now you were probably looking at your ceiling with teary eyes, trying to make the worst seem better. He knew you that much, and he knew you well.

But he didn't know himself that well. He didn't know then that he was able to put his pride aside. He didn't know that you weren't looking for a grand gesture. He didn't know that he was enough. You just wanted him, and he wasn't able to give it to you. He should've called. But he didn't.

If he had called you, you would've heard him. You would've believed in whatever he had to say. You wouldn't be dating someone new. Someone who has time for you. Someone who gives you flowers without trying to use it as an apology. Someone who's not afraid of being seen with you and holds your hand. The things he could've been to have you by his side if he had tried a little more.

Yeah, he should've called.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

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