#꒰ 🦦 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!

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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

[4ranghaes]

Pookie, I would love to hear your take on where do you think bonedo would love to kiss you most. Also I'm going feral for your new song fic line. YOURE DOING SO WELL I GUZZLE THEM UP‼️

Yours truly, 🎬

ot6 bnd x reader [separate classifications for each]

a/n - hey pookie my luv🎬💋 thank you so much!!!!!!! i hope you enjoy✨

sungho🎀 - top of the head! [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

“y/n.”

you groaned, stretching your body out, star-fished on the bed.

“y/n,” sungho repeated, brushing your bed-hair out of your face, a slight chuckle on his face at your screwed up expression.

“hmm, what?” you asked, your voice thick with sleep.

“i need to go to practise,” he whispered, taking your hands and pulling you so you were sat up in his bed, “i’ll be back just after lunch time cause some of the others have schedules this afternoon.”

“okay,” you spoke, unable to form much more of a sentence than that as you still tried to blink yourself awake in the dark room.

“make sure you’re up before then, okay? i’ll take you out to lunch,” sungho said, laughing at you slightly as you planted your feet on the floor, standing up in front of your boyfriend. “okay?”

you nodded, rubbing your eyes before blinking fully to take in his beautiful face. a smile graced your features, “okay.”

“good,” he said, groaning as he wrapped his arms around you, finding comfort in your body, “have a good day, okay?”

“you too,” you murmured into his warm chest, “don’t work too hard.”

sungho giggled, pressing a delicate kiss right on the top of your head, nuzzling his nose in the scent of you for a few moment after, “i won’t.”

you sighed, relaxing into his arms before sungho made a final whine, rubbing your back and pressing another kiss to the very top of your head before pulling away.

“okay, the boys are waiting for me,” he said, leaning down to match your eye level as he smiled, placing two fingers under your chin, “see you later, yeah?”

you nodded, quickly getting back under the duvet as sungho walked towards the door, “lunch time.”

“lunch time!”

riwoo🦦🍡 - ear! [fluff, gender neutral!reader, use of real name]

“it’s busier than usual in here today,” you commented, looking around the small café that you and riwoo often chose to frequent. the coffee was good, and without the need to complicate the order by choosing the bean type; and the pastries were delicious, and small enough that you felt fine ordering a few to sample each time.

riwoo nodded, his lips naturally pouted as he looked around, “i suppose it’s cold these days, a lot of people come in just to warm up.”

you nodded, jokingly jeering at all the new faces, “they don’t know this place like we do.”

sanghyeok giggled, hiding his face in the back of your head, his hand lightly playing with the back of your neck. the two of you were sat next to each other on a bench facing the rest of the café, the window behind you was cold; but still protecting you from the minus temperatures outside.

“you’re right,” he conceded, with a knowing nod, “they really don’t.”

you giggled, turning to face you shy boyfriend. he smiled at you contently, “what?”

“what?!” he laughed, his face reddening.

“you’re looking at me weirdly,” you chuckled, turning back around to face the rest of the café, riwoo not taking his eyes off of you.

he leaned forward, murmuring in your ear quietly, “i love you.”

you smiled, he often did this, especially when you were in public. sanghyeok didn’t thrive off of public affection, but he always had a desire to let you know how much he loved you. you took his hand under the table, squeezing in reply.

his hot breath was hitting the shell of your ear, you could hear the mouth sounds as he smiled at your reply; before he finally kissed the shell of your ear gently - the final seal of his whispered words.

“i love you too,” you whispered as you turned to face him.

riwoo whined, turning your body back round, “stop! someone will hear you!”

jaehyun🪻🐕 - face! [fluff, fem terms used (girl, she/her pronouns), reader wears make-up]

“oh hey y/n,” taesan smiled, walking into the kitchen, pulling his headphones off as he saw you.

“hey sannie,” you greeted, watching as jaehyun waved energetically at his friend.

taesan chuckled, nodding and waving back, “hi jaehyun.”

myungjae laughed, “me and y/n are going on a picnic!”

sungho rolled his eyes from where he sat playing fifa on the floor, leehan laughing next to him, “stop telling us!”

“really?” taesan hummed, sounding uninterested.

any uninterest in his voice was not noticed by jaehyun, you’re sure, as hummed in reply to taesan, not once taking his eyes off you. finally deciding he was happy with the packing of the lunchbox, he came over to the table, placing everything into the cooler bag he’d prepared.

“are you ready to go?” he asked, glancing up at your face once again, breaking into a smile as soon as his eyes laid upon you.

you nodded, opening your mouth to reply, though before you could make any sound, myungjae’s hands were cupping your cheeks, his lips attacking any part of your face he could reach; your nose, your cheeks, your lips, your forehead.

“myungjae!” you cried, laughter escaping you as you gripped onto his arms, trying to pry him off you, “watch my make-up!”

jaehyun giggled, finally stopping his attack to rest his forehead against yours, slightly breathless. he leaned back again, hands still cupping your face as he pouted his lips, “you look so pretty, today! my girl.”

“leave her alone,” leehan laughed.

“what? i can’t tell my girl she’s pretty?!” jaehyun exclaimed, jeering at his teasing members with disappointed noises, before turning back to you with a smile, “so gorgeous. ah i got some lipstick on your– hold on—”

he used his thumb gently, swiping the smudged lipstick off your cheek before sighing contently, “okay! let’s go?”

you nodded, taking his hand, “let’s go, finally.”

“hyungs! i’m here,” woonhak announced, kicking off his shoes as he entered the dorm.

“woonhak! we’re going on a picnic!”

you laughed, placing a hand on myungjae’s face as you kissed his cheek, “they know, baby, they know.”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ - hands/knuckles! [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

“are you hungry, by the way?” taesan asked, taking his eyes off your phone as you were scrolling through tiktok together to look up at your face, “shall i get some snacks, or drinks?”

“hmm, i’m a bit hungry,” you murmured, slowly digging your face into his neck out of shyness.

“mm, okay! don’t worry,” he spoke cooly, bringing your intertwined hands up to his lips and pressing a kiss to your knuckles before jumping up and walking to the kitchen and opening up a cupboard which you could see was full of both yours’ and his favourite snacks. you smiled as he looked around, calling out to see what you wanted.

“the crisps please!” you smiled, making grabby hands in his direction, “and some chocolate too.”

“okay!” he said energetically, nodding as he decided on the snacks, sauntering back over to you. he threw them on your lap before grabbing your wrist and pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand. this behaviour was such a regular occurrence from taesan, you didn’t even notice, using your other hand to grab the crisps off your lap.

“do you want to watch a movie?” you asked as you got your hand back, picking up the remote.

taesan nodded enthusiastically, remaining wordless as he tucked into his own snacks.

“what shall we watch?” you hummed, “love, rosie?!”

taesan gasped, nodding, “definitely.”

you looked at him, both of you nodding excitedly before you laughed, collapsing against his body and scrolling through the tv to turn on the film.

your body was fully laid against taesan’s, one of his arms slung over your shoulder comfortably, his legs intertwined with your own. his other hand was holding yours, playing with your fingers as his eyes didn’t leave the screen.

you shifted your body, leaving a kiss on his collar bone as you did so, taesan looking down at you with furrowed eyebrows.

“what?”

“don’t do that,” he laughed, “it’s ticklish.”

“yeah?” you teased, moving your lips closer to his collar bone as he squirmed to get away, never letting go of your hand, “it’s ticklish, is it? yeah?”

he squealed, using his other hand to grab your face, squishing your cheeks together and your lips into a pout, “stop! y/n!”

you laughed, scrunching up your nose as he let go of your face, shaking his head and pointing to the screen. “just watch the film, idiot.”

you giggled, settling back into your cuddling position, eyes falling back on the screen, before, “dongmin-ah. can i have a drink?”

he was already readying to get up when he replied, “of course!”

he pressed a kiss to your knuckles before letting go and walking to the kitchen.

leehan🪸🐠 - lips! [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

“i’m home,” leehan spoke into your seemingly empty apartment.

“in the bedroom!” you called, placing your phone down on the bed beside you and looking to the door expectantly.

leehan smiled, just where he left you, he thought, taking his shoes off and dumping his bag before walking to the bedroom that was now often occupied by both you and him, rather than just you.

“hello darling,” he smiled, shutting the door behind him.

“donghyun-ie,” you beamed, reaching your arms up for him to come into. he did as expected, crawling up the bed until he finally collapsed onto your body, you let out a groan at the weight as you wrapped your arms around him and allowed yourself to enjoy the comfort of him. “ugh, i missed you, my baby.”

leehan smiled, resting his chin on your chest as he looked up at you. you brushed his long hair out his face, holding it back with the fake glasses resting on his nose.

“i missed you too,” he murmured, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of your hands playing with his hair, “what did you do today?”

“hmm, i showered,” you said slowly, thinking over the day of not very much while your boyfriend had completed his comeback practise, “i cleaned. i played the sims.”

leehan chuckled, burying his face in your chest and taking a deep breath, “of course. did you leave the house?”

“yep! i went grocery shopping,” you smiled, running your hands down his strong arms, “gonna make you dinner tonight. and i got wine.”

he giggled, looking up at you again, “sounds amazing, darling.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

you fell into silence, leehan’s loving gaze focused on your face as you studying his overworked body. he had bandages over most of his joints for support and bruises up his legs and arms. you traced them gently with your fingers.

“love you,” he whispered, bringing your attention to his face.

you smiled, “love you too, donghyun.”

he sighed, hoisting himself up on his arms so he was hovering over your body before leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss on your lips. when he pulled away, you were smiling up at him. he smiled back.

with a content sigh, he leaned back down, almost chasing after your lips with kiss after kiss. your hand tangled in the back of his hair, now returning to it’s natural colour after the blonde had grown out.

leehan’s hand cupped your cheek, stroking gently. finally, a last kiss was left on your lips, as he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours.

“i’m kind of hungry.”

you chuckled, nodding, “let’s cook then, hmm?”

he nodded, leaning down to press a last kiss to your lips before getting off the bed and helping you off too, “what’s for dinner then, hmm?”

woonhak🧸 - temple! [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

“ah i don’t want to!” he yelled, shaking his shoulders as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“woonhak-ah,” you laughed, “let’s just wash up now, and then we don’t have to do anything for the rest of the night! we can use it as leverage!”

woonhak looked at you with a bummed out look before nodding solemnly. “fine. stupid bets. never liked them anyway.”

you burst out laughing, beginning to haul the dirty dishes from the table to the sink, “don’t lie! you’re always the one to suggest them!”

woonhak chuckled, humming with a shrug, “maybe that’s true.”

the two of you fell into silence as you cleaned up the kitchen after the dinner shared with his members, woonhak sighing dramatically at the last stretch as he stood beside you drying dishes with a cloth.

“so close!” you cheered, looking at the last two dishes you had to clean.

woonhak’s lips were in a natural, tired pout as he nodded wordlessly. you laughed, drying your hand off and reaching up to cup his face.

“i’m okay,” he said, shrugging your touch off, “let’s keep going.”

you nodded with a smile, beginning to wash up the penultimate plate, and then the last. woonhak let out a cheer as he took the plate from you, watching you finally dry your hands.

“we did it!” he smiled, leaning forward to place the plate in the cupboard, leaving a chaste kiss on your temple as he did so.

you giggled, turning around and looping your arms around his neck, nuzzling into his body as he hugged your waist, “go and get in the shower, babe, you’re tired.”

woonhak hummed, pulling away and rubbing his eyes, “i have to win the bet tomorrow.”

“just stop making bets!” you laughed, rolling your eyes jokingly.

“nah,” woonhak smiled, shaking his head. he wrapped his arms around you from behind, the two of you shuffling out the kitchen, “go and get into bed, i’ll be in in a sec.”

“yep,” you nodded, woonhak leaving a couple short, loving kisses to your temple as he let go of your body, walking into the bathroom. “hurry up! i have to go home soon!”

woonhak whined, “why does it never go my way.”

[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.

[323cutie]

I feel the physical need to cuddle with mingi…like…bro is so big and strong and i’m sure his hugs are so nice like zoxkclsjsjcjc, Also lazy makeout sessions while being in each others arms with your hands all over each other just sound sooo gooooodd???

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omg a new anon !!!! haiiiii >///<

this is so reallll in the depths of my insanity is a physical urge to hold all of ateez. snuggling up with mingi would FIX me bro i swear... he doesn't discriminate against any cuddling positions but he is absolutelyyyy a fan of wrapping his arms around you and tucking his face in your neck. and he always gets so clingy if you have to leave for whatever reason, whining half-conscious words at you. one time you stood up from a nap on the couch literally just to turn the tv off and shepherd him to the bedroom and within Seconds of you being out of his grip he was making grabby hands at the empty space you used to occupy and mumbling something along the lines of "come backkkkk."

makeout sessions... mmmph. mingi can't keep his hands to himself, he wants to be as close to you as possible. when you're making out with him his hands are in your hair, then running down your back, gripping at your waist, hips, thighs, wrapping around you to squeeze your ass, trailing back up to your jaw to do it all over again. and he feels so warm and sturdy under your touch, so right against you, a perfect fit. <3

[bonbonly]

Oh I didn’t cook anything! Just laid out the ingredients you gave me the recipe for! It’s all you bon!!

On another thought, Christmas at the Sainz mansion is quite the magical time! Since it doesn’t snow that often in Madrid, they take the whole bunch to their other mansion up in the mountainous regions, so you bet there’s gonna be a lot of skiing, fireplace bonding and cozy sweaters involved. On the flip side though, the Sainz family is nothing but warm and welcoming. They spend every Christmas and new year together as a family, because that’s what’s the most important for them! And don’t feel awkward about the whole deal, Carlos’ friends had spent a couple christmases with them as well, so there’s always an extra seat and plate at the dinner table just in case.

And Mr. and Mrs. Sainz are beyond smitten with the art student, how could they not be? They are quite idealist people themselves, raised their children to be the same way also. It was only a matter of time for Mrs. Sainz to offer her a sponsorship for the upcoming high society exhibitions in Spain.

And don’t get me started on his sisters! Oh, they would be such matchmakers, thinking they’d tease and get a reaction out of Carlos first, only to be baffled by his nonchalant reaction, shrugging his shoulders at the dinner table before turning to look at his little “friend” with hearts in his eyes. If they weren’t surrounded by their parents, they would be making fun of him so bad.

Over the time, as days go by with every moment filled with an activity, poor girl finds herself (unfortunately) breaking her own rules and being drawn to him more and more. Let’s hope she is good at avoiding mistletoes!

- 🦦

i got myself an actual anon omg!!! 🦦 anon, i hope you stay blessed forever for this 🙏

i have this thought that during the dinner, reader was shifting in her seat uncomfortably and Mrs. Sainz looks over and asks if she’s alright. Poor reader, she’s stuffed with carlos’s cum to the brink, her poor pussy lips only leak his gift to her through her panties. but she obviously couldn’t say that! she shakes her her and says she isn’t feeling well, and the entire family breaks down worrying over her. mrs. sainz insists she stays for a whole week, accompanying them and carlos’s sisters are more than eager to share their room with her and their clothes. carlos, in the meantime, takes a bite of his food with a knowing smirk.

the whole family loves her to death. skiing trips, cozy sweaters like you said anon but lets not forget to include christmas movies and that mistletoe you mentioned! It was probably his sisters’ idea to hang the mistletoe in the kitchen where he was making breakfast and our lovely reader was just trying to get some napkins after spilling paint onto her hands. mrs. sainz had given her a few contacts to some high end gallery that would happen at the end of the month, and artstudent!reader is once again back on her grind. she stops to see the mistletoe, and frowns, turning her back on carlos, but to her surprise, he does the same and doesn’t even acknowledge her! she should be happy right? but she couldnt stop thinking about it, those stolen glances during the skiing trips, the way he snuggled against her when they were watching movies together. she even overheard his parents talking about how carlos pulled a few strings to get her that exhibition! she probably stands there pouting to herself as she wipes her hands, and seeing no action, carlos’s sisters leave the kitchen completely annoyed. as soon as they leave, carlos walks to stand behind her, gently nibbling her ear,

“how are you feeling, do you like my house?” theres a gentleness in his voice, that nearly makes her question if she’s dreaming or not. a small shrug of her shoulders as him giggling, “you’re still stubborn as ever, mi vida,” and his nose dives just below her ear, nuzzling fondly.

"thanks, i guess, for the art exhibition," she'd try her hardest to sound like she didn't care, but she couldn't stop the way her heart fluttered around her chest, refusing to quiet down. carlos's lips curve into a large smile, and he'd lower her to her knees before glancing around to make sure his sisters didn't walk back in.

"show me how thankful you are," he'd smirk. now tell me why artstudent!reader is unbuckling his belt as fast as she can? was she actually that down bad for him secretly? who knew, surely not her. she's sucking his cock like she was made just for that, and when he throws his head back, praise flowing out of his mouth, she smiles against him, she's living off of this. she's got his cock deep in her throat, palming his balls as he's cooing about how good her throat feels, how she's perfect, "oh, princesa, eres toda mia, eres tan perfecta" after he drowns her mouth with his cum, he'll pull her to her feet, his thumb brushing the last bits of his essence into her mouth as she sucks his thumb with wide eyes. a small chuckle rumbles in his chest, and he peppers her face with kisses. she'll probably glance up at the mistletoe, still in a rush from what just happened and with a teasing smile, he'll pull her into an actual kiss, not minding his own taste on his mouth for once.

so as the holiday break draws to a close, artstudent!reader has learned a LOT. for one, the sainz's family adores her to death, and will always text her about new exhibitions and artists to introduce her to. she's starting to attend social events, meeting rich people and being commissioned on the basis which will definitely help pay for college. carlos's sisters basically treat her like their best mate, always on phone calls with her and giggling about some drama that happened at their own university.

and as for carlos.

hehe, im sure our lovely reader thinks the whole charade was just for carlos to get in her pants and she whole heartedly believes that (even though she hates it beyond compare). she ignores him once she gets back to campus, once again on the study hard mindset that she always has. and then one day, she's out painting another banner for another football game but instead of a ball tipping paint onto her banner.

"ok, which idiot-" she pauses when she looks up to see carlos crouching next to her with a smile on his lips,

"the things i have to do to get your attention," he muses, and all she can do is blush madly, unable to stop herself from grinning insanely.

needless to say, carlos and her end up being permanently banned from the art closet. though, her teacher did make the exception saying she was only allowed there if she took a friend from her class with her. as for carlos, he'd have to come up with better places on campus to have sex with her. maybe, he'd invite her back home once more for a permanent stay.

[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

[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 🦦 !

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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.

[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!!! 

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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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[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

[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.

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'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!🦦

[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

Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

[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.

[lustlovehart]

Kalim is such a cutie! I love him already, I’m so excited for your scarabia chapter. No rush though, take all the time you need! I love your writing and good writing takes time.

Oh and also would Kalim potentially bring Y/n into the lamp with him? Wouldn’t that be nice, or maybe not. Maybe Y/n would die soon since Y/n doesn’t work like how genies work. I’d also like to give Kalim a big big hug, since he’s such a silly patooter.

—🦦 anon

Kalim is so fun to write, because while everyone else is all dark and vicious, you look over to him and he’s sparkling with joy… too much joy… It’s scarier than being locked in a room with everyone else. Ahhh! I’m happy you’re excited! Hopefully, it will come sooner than Heartslaybul has! The draft I have for it is enticing (Or I like to believe it is)

The reason why Heartslaybul is taking so long is because I didn’t draft a plot when I began writing it, so I had to make a storyline based on Riddles and then build off of that, plus there’s five of them. But! the good thing is that I’ve learned from my consequences, so the rest of the Chapter for each group has a general plot drafted all I need to do is write and it’ll come eout sooner!

I won’t delve too deep into it as to avoid spoilers but! There are lamps involved to keep it vague. I like to think Kalim really does want to bring you in there with him, not only is there no limit to what he can do inside there, but he can essentially make whatever it is you want, he’s determined to make your happy dreams come true! It’s scary if he does actually bring you in there, as now, you’re stuck inside an enclosed space where you can’t leave without him letting you, literally, you’ve searched but there is no exit or entrance without him.

If you accept it, you’ll live with luxury and everything you could want (other than having alone time)! But if you don’t, you could always try convincing him with hugs and kisses, though it might backfire as he could confuse it with you loving it here.

Be careful when you hug him, unless you want all the love he has for you to come out and overwhelm you (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞. You go in completely fine and come out wheezing as he literally squeezes all the air out of you.

[bonbonly]

And what if I raise you: sugardaddy!carlos who takes artist!reader (not student) all over the world for inspiration. Doesn’t care that he has a business empire to run, and he’ll surely find an excuse to say to his dad, but he hears that you’re trying to finish a piece with no inspiration left in the tank? Pack your bags and your supplies, we’re going on a trip it seems like!

Would take her to every corner of the world and let her finish her pieces in wherever is necessary. And he’s such a gentleman about it too! Always making sure her work area is peaceful, brews coffee for her, gives constructive criticism whenever it is needed. If she needs some time alone with no distractions, that’s fine too! He’ll just sit somewhere else, leave the door ajar so he can still watch her work, since it is fascinating to him to watch her in her element. Maybe check on his work himself as well, direct people from the other side of the world, no biggie.

Oh, and definitely gives her a precious gift for completing her painting. Whether it be a nice set of custom jewelry (the jewelers in Milan HATE his ass), or gladly spending hours on his knees until hers feel weak for days, that’s up to you :)

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🦦 anon this is so sweettt! not gonna be a full thought but oh my goddd

sugardaddy!carlos is constantly praising you for whatever you create. he's so proud of you. he'll buy you all the expensive paint supplies you need and take you to every art museum in the entire world because he cares that much about you!

and please, THE JEWLRY LMFAO, he's gifting you so many necklaces and earrings. whenever you walk into the store you usually buy from, they're already groaning out loud because carlos just spent 5 hours making sure his baby got the most perfect necklace to ever exist.

and after a very beautiful art gallery where you've spent hours walking around, talking to guests and explaining your work to them, he decides to reward you. he wants you wearing that diamond necklace with your name on it, completely naked for him as he's eating you out.

"you deserve to cum so many times, princesa, you were so good today!" he whispers into your cunt, licking and sucking your folds. you're moaning, grinding against his face and he's letting you use him however you please because he always gives his baby whatever she wants!