#꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱drabbles

[gojosweet]

୨ৎ 𝗕𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗔 𝗙𝗧. 𝗝𝗔𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗗 ˎˊ˗

Jason Todd claims he is not a romantic man. He always says it with a soft laugh. “I don’t know how you ended up with me, honey, I’m the least romantic man on the planet.” But when he holds you in his arms as if you were the most fragile thing in the world, you think otherwise. When he makes you sit on your shared bed with so much tenderness and your eyelids close from fatigue, you think that maybe you will marry this man. “Don’t fall asleep yet, princess, hold on a little longer,” he says softly, kneeling down beside you to remove your heels and place them by the bed.

He gets up quickly going to the bathroom and bringing your makeup wipes. “Look this way, pretty” he says, observing your sleepy expression. He takes out a wipe and holds your cheek with one hand, wiping your face with the other. “Mmh” you reply, yawning softly and unconsciously closing your eyes. “No, no, no, love, just a few more moments, okay?” he asks you in a tone that drips honey. Maybe you shouldn’t have drank so much or maybe you shouldn’t have stayed until the end of the party at Wayne Manor.

He laughs softly as he finishes removing your makeup. Jason releases your face and automatically your torso falls sideways on the bed with your eyes closed. Jason quickly gets up to bring your pajamas, he places them on the bed and gently lifts your torso, speaking to you in a tender tone “Honey, I have to put your pajamas on” he says, to which you gently shake your head. “Just take off my dress, please” you mumble opening your tired eyes slightly.

Jason nods gently and unbuttons your elegant dress, taking it off at the top. When he turns around to place it on the floor, you have already crawled into your place on the bed, clad only in your panties and bra. Jason laughs softly, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaving a kiss on your cheek. “Goodnight, baby” he says softly, and you're sure Jason Todd is the most romantic man in the world before sleeping with his hand gently tracing your face.

[levandright]

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ‹𝟹

their favorite way to show their love for you is through — physical touchꜝꜝ

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pairing ⋆ ot7 enhypen x gn reader! ʬʬ content / warning(s) ⋆ fluff, est relationship ꕀ word count : 1082 ʬʬ go back to the start?

ᐢ..ᐢ lev notes : i had a lot of fun making this! the whole wyll drabble is my advanced celebration for (almost) 50 followers!! hope you guys like this <3

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

heesung loves to hold your waist. his hands will somehow always find a way there. but can you blame him? his hands fit perfectly around your waist, like pieces of a puzzle.

after a long day, your feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. heesung notices your quiet sighs and the way your shoulders seem to carry a little extra weight.

as you both stand in the hallway, he gently pulls you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you snugly against him.

you relax into his embrace, resting your head on his shoulder as he whispers softly, “i’m here, okay? you don’t have to go through this alone.”

his hands rest lightly but securely on your waist, grounding you. in that moment, his steady warmth eases your worries, and you feel safe, surrounded by his love and support.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

jay loves random touches, like brushing a stray hair away from your face or letting his hands linger on your cheek for a moment. these little actions convey so much affection and intimacy that words can't replicate.

you're sitting together in a sunlit park, surrounded by the gentle sounds of nature. as you share stories and laughter, you suddenly become quiet, lost in thought.

sensing your shift in mood, jay turns to you with a concerned look. instead of asking directly, he reaches over and lightly places his hand on yours, his thumb stroking your knuckles softly.

the warmth of his touch pulls you back from your thoughts, and you meet his eyes. in that simple, gentle gesture, he conveys his support and understanding without needing to say anything.

you squeeze his hand in response, a silent acknowledgment of your connection, feeling comforted by his presence and the care behind his touch.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

jake loves to carry you. he finds the little noise you make when he picks you up to be absolutely adorable, so any chance he gets, he’ll try to lift you off your feet without warning just to hear your surprised reaction.

you’re walking home together after a movie, laughing and talking, when suddenly, it starts pouring rain.

without an umbrella, you both start to run, but you slip on a puddle and stumble.

jake quickly catches you, grinning, and before you can protest, he sweeps you up into his arms to keep your feet out of the water.

you laugh, playfully telling him to put you down, but jake just smiles and says, “not a chance—i’ve got you now.”

you wrap your arms around his neck as he carries you through the rain, both of you laughing as the world blurs around you.

in his arms, you feel like the only thing that matters, and he’s happy to keep you safe and close, rain and all.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡

sunghoon loves to pat your head. he thinks it’s the perfect balance of playful and intimate, and what more could he want than that?

you were trying your hand at making a new dessert—a mousse cake. the recipe called for eggs, sugar, all-purpose flour, cocoa powder, baking powder, and salt for the cake part.

you checked your ingredients and realized you were missing just the flour. you looked everywhere around the kitchen for it, but no luck you couldn’t find it.

the last place you didn't check was the high cabinets, and you couldn’t reach there—unless you wanted to climb onto the kitchen counter. you just cleaned it so doing that was a big no. so, you had to get help from sunghoon.

"hoon!" you called for your boyfriend, then you hear his familliar footsteps echo around your shared apartment.

"what does my little lady need from me this time?" he teases.

"can you reach the flour for me, please?" he grins at your request.

"why, of course~ anything for my lovely lady." he reached the container of flour with ease, and hands it over to you.

"thank you, hoon."

"anything for you," he says with a gentle smile, lifting his hand to your head and gently patting your hair.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢

sunoo loves to cuddle you! just lying in bed cuddling is the perfect way to spend your morning with him.

it's the weekend again, you spent all night watching movies with sunoo. your little movie night ended up going untill 3 am.

you peacefully sleeping until the light coming from your windows end up waking you. you let out a sound of complain as you groggly open your eyes and move your arms to cover your face.

your sudden movement ended up waking your sleeping boyfriend.

"mhm, what're you doing?" sunoo's morning voice greeted you.

"the light from the windows woke me up," you mutter sleepily.

"come closer and get back to sleep."

you scoot closer to him, and sunoo wraps his arms around you, moving your head closer to his chest.

"now go back to sleep, i don't wanna get up yet."

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡

jungwon loves to hold your hand! when you're on dates, he always make sure he's holding your hand while you both walk to your destination. even when you're both doing nothing in particular — just idling by on the couch or laying in bed together — his hands will always be intertwined with yours.

you and jungwon are laying on a couch in comfortable silence with hands intertwined. you're on your phone, scrolling through the internet, when you see something that reminds you of your cat-like boyfriend.

"jungwon, look!" you say excitedly, showing him a picture of a cute pair of kittens.

"they're adorable," he says smiling, rubbing the thumb of his on the back of yours.

"they are! reminds me of you," you say with a grin. "mhmm, we do look pretty similar"

"i'm cuter, though," he smirks.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜

riki loves to kiss your face. whether it's a quick peck on your forehead while you're tired or a light kiss on your cheeks when you aren't paying attention to him, he absolutely adores smothering your face with kisses.

you're busy looking around the snack aisle of the conveniece store, with riki behind you, pouting as he watches you ignore him— all your attention taken by the assortment of chips.

as you reach out to grab the bbq-flavored chips, you feel something soft make contact with your cheeks.

you turn to face your boyfriend, who looks at you with a cocky smile.

"can't have you ignoring me for some chips, can i?"

you roll your eyes playfully at his words. "well, now you have all my attention."

"as it should be," he says confidently.

taglist. @honeychocos

©levandright

[supi-wupi]

choso recording himself whimpering and whining as he jacks off to you because you said you like how vocal he is when fucking and it turns you on. now you have a folder of audios he sends you daily <3

[cottontoru]

Rough Ride

✧˖° summary﹕your boyfriend is quite the sore loser, and of course, you always have to deal with it.

content(s)﹕porn w no plot, praise and degradation, streetracer!toji, angry sex, creampie, semi-public sex (you fuck in his car), dacryphilia if you squint, spanking (one ass slap, clit smacks), squirting, cnc kinda (you beg him to stop but you want it), wc; 0.7k

pairing﹕toji fushiguro x fem!reader

a/n﹕my first time writing someone other than gojo... had this idea for months and finally wrote it, enjoy!!

Toji hated losing. He was supposed to be undefeated, an unbeatable champion when it came to street racing, so he could he have lost a race this big?

You could tell from halfway throughout the race that he'd lost his temper simply from how his driving style grew aggressive. Toji was known for being aggressive in matches but being beaten put him in a full blown rage. A rage that couldn't be contained, and what better a way to release his pent up anger than fucking his girlfriend rough in the backseat of his black and white 1993 Mazda RX-7?

Folded practically in half, you're whining and squirming from how rough he's being with you. He's pounding into you with unimaginable force, his tip nudging that gummy spot inside that makes your brain feel like mush.

"Hngh...! Tojii- it's too much..!" you're basically crying, tears rolling down your cheeks as he slams into you. Right about now you two would be out at some fancy restaurant, celebrating his victory, except that isn't what happened today.

Instead you're being spoiled in a completely different way, one that makes you feel weak in your limbs as you hold your thighs and push them into your chest.

Rather than reassuring words, he simply smacks your clit, grunting. "Shut up and fuckin' hold your legs." he smirks smugly, slapping at your face between your legs.

"Tellin' me it's too much but yer taking me so fuckin' good," he continues, rubbing comforting circles at your sensitive clit, contradicting his rough demeanor. "Dirty fuckin' slut..."

You can feel the car rock with every thrust he makes into you, the windows fogged from the combination of your hot breath with his. There's no doubt anyone who passes can tell exactly what's going on inside, especially with how loud your cries and moans are.

His thrusts pick up both in speed and in force, practically stabbing at your sweet spot.

"Hurttss.. T-Toji! Please!" you sob, hot tears welling up in your eyes when he continues his rough, nonhuman pace. With each thrust into your pussy, the edges of your vision blur from the overwhelming pressure of it all.

"G'na cum princess, shit..." he groans, pushing your legs into your chest, trying to get deeper into you.

You cry and whine his name, pleading for him to stop despite every part of you wanting more. He continues hammering into your sweet spot, grunting.

"Just be quiet, almost done pretty girl..." he says hoarsely, pace unwavering as he continues to pound you with endless stamina. Your body is sticking to his leather seats from your sweat, causing pain with each thrust that drags your skin across his seats. Though you're far too focused on him as he presses his tip right into use sweet spot, spilling his cum into your cunt.

He stills his pace, keeping himself buried in your hole as he finishes coming inside you. "That's a good fuckin' girl," he coos in your ear. All you can do at this point is pant, mouth hanging open from the pleasure and exhaustion filling your body as you drench his cock in your own fluids.

With all his anger completely spent, he pulls out of you slowly, his cock soaked in your mixed fluids.

"Such a good girl f'me hm?" he hums, slapping your ass. "Lettin' me take my anger out on her pretty cunt."

Both your fluids drip out your cunt, his hand cupping over it to stop the leaking.

"Gonna keep it all inside, right pretty?" he smiles wide at your nod when you turn your head back to face him.

"That's my girl."

Pulling your panties up effortlessly, he dresses you back up before setting you back in the front passenger. Luckily, his backseat wasn't as messy as your sex was, the only thing drenching the seats being both of your sweat and some of your own climax moving in with it.

He slides in the drivers seat, starting up his car. You know for a fact his manager and any people still lingering from after the race had heard your... ordeal.

"Fancy dinner for t'night, princess?" his scar curls with his lips into a smile as he pats your upper thigh.

All it takes is a nod from your and he's off, driving you to whichever fancy revenue you request. What a gentleman he is.

[gojo-mochi]

Gojo loves your titties, call them his “Girlies.” He had a bad day? He’s resting his face right in the middle of them, one hand squeezing them occasionally as he whines about how mean Nanami or Megumi was to him earlier that day. Can’t keep his hands off of them, in public when you’re walking side by side, his hand on your waist, he would secretly move it up inch by inch until he can get a squeeze in. You lost count of how many times you had to slap his hand away when he tried to do it behind the back of his students or the other teachers. At home, there is no excuse now, whether you’re cooking, relaxing, or doing anything. Gojo is right there behind you, hand on your chest, chin on your shoulder or resting on your head. Talking the day away like his large hand isn’t encompassing your entire boob right now.

If he feeling frisky (which is most of the time, let’s be honest), he would slip his hand under your shirt or if you’re around the house braless, he would teasingly rub and pinch at your nubs until you start to whine. Then because he’s a jerk, he would pull his hands away and walk away like nothing happened until you go to beg him to touch some more. During sex it when he’s the worst about it, now he can’t keep his mouth off of your chest, licking, sucking, and biting at it. Leaving various love marks all around your poor titties, leaving it sore in the morning afterwards. He’ll happily massage the pain away though. Gojo will suck at your nipples like he’s trying to get milk out of it though, no matter how many times you say you can’t, he’ll try anyway, stating that maybe one day it’ll work. 

When he’s fucking you, if he can see your tits bounce, his eyes are fixated on them, stopping to a halt with his cock buried all the way inside of you, stopping just when you were about to reach that peak. Your nails digging in his shoulder as you cried out, wondering why he stopped.  Only for him to lean down and place a wet smack on each of your tits like; “Forgot to give my girlies their kisses~” And just because he’s so nice, he’ll let you return the favor and play with his tiddies as well.

[esouliie]

GOLD SKIN, EAGER BABY

warnings | smut, wanda concerned with hurting you yet can’t help how her body reacts, inexperienced!reader, kissing, oral sex 👍 (18+)

Mommy Wanda fucking you cruelly like this… Mommy Wanda fucking you like that… when really it’s Mommy Wanda’s first time with you. She wanted to make it special, focusing the entire night on you, but you wouldn’t have it…not when almost every day, you’d been waking up with a sticky mess between your thighs from tempting dreams about the older woman.

You needed her just as badly as she needed you.

You see - being older and freshly divorced - she’s had more experience than you, so she’s quite self aware, knowing all too well how eagerly she comes.

She knows how uncontrollably her body reacts when she’s being eaten out. Her curvy figure tends to lash out against her restraint as waves of pleasure roll through her entire being, in a way that’s different from her usual norm, all because a tongue is now what’s fucking her… pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

The foreplay had lasted a while. Deciding to take it slow as you shared gentle caresses, longing to study each others bodies. But with how easily worked up she became, it wasn’t long before she had guided you to your knees, whispering nothing but sweet promises to guide you through these uncharted waters.

Not long later, she was close to coming. She tells you in a drawn out moan, “Fuck baby, grab onto my thighs,” not wanting to accidentally trap your head between them.

Poor baby… your first time eating a girl out, not knowing what’s ahead of you.

A sight - magnificent yet concerning - to behold.

A painstaking reward.

It starts with a sharp cry then immediate silence, followed by all the muscles in her stomach tensing in a rippling effect. Her back contorts in an unusual manner, the arch of her neck extending towards the heavens and her head pushing back against the wall. Strong hips bones begin to thrust forward, unrelenting and uncaring for your safety as they fuck your mouth. Behold the true power of the woman under you as she battles to prolong the last of her orgasm.

And then, like a dam breaking, the words spill out uncontrollably. In the midst of the silence that follows her crescendo of passion, she finds her voice.

Raw and primal.

“That's it, fuck baby," She murmurs, voice husky with need. "Feels so good, so good f'me."

Her muscles, once tense with anticipation, begin to relax, trembling from the exertion. Luckily, your hands are still on her thighs, and not only did you prevent yourself from dying of suffocation (not that this was the worst way to go) but you also managed to stop your girlfriend from collapsing to the ground.

With her weight supported by your hands, you rose to your feet, immediately seeking out her soft lips.

A hand against your chest stops you. “You okay, sweetheart?” She asks, breathless as her fingers search meticulously, the wetness undeniable as it soaks the lower half of your face.

“I’m okay, Mommy. Was fun.” You smile so sweetly she can’t help but give in, melting against your plumped lips. Her eager tongue gliding along yours, coaxing the sweetest of sounds from you, as she commits the taste of herself on your tongue to memory.

“Come, baby.” She grabs your hands, guiding you to the edge of the bed as she gets down on her knees. With eyes full of mischief and hands edging closer towards your panties, she husks, “Mama wants a taste too.”

[erosmutt]

ok like i dont expect you to write this or anything its more just food for thought- which hayden characters, including hayden, would be a boobs guy, a butt guy, or thigh guy or something else lmaooo

ugh i luh yew for this. disclaimer, most of them are ass men <3

☆ HAYDEN : ass

I'll be real... I don't know. All his exes are flat skinny girls... KIDDING! Hayden is an ass man! He's not one to objectify, but he can appreciate a nice ass when he sees one. He's the type to give your ass a swat in passing, just because. Or because he likes to see it jiggle. Either way, he likes to touch it. Fills his hand nicely.

☆ SAM : boobs

Sam... just objectifies girls. All the time. He's a horny teenage boy, and nothing gets him off quicker than a nice rack on a girl. His favorite pastime is watching the volleyball girls play, and all he can imagine is grabbing at their tits, or burying his face into them.

☆ SCOTT : boobs

Scott'll stare at your tits shamelessly. Especially since Horizon's activities call for so much hard labor, you're constantly moving and working up a sweat. You mostly wear camisoles and tanktops, so he has an amazing view of your cleavage. Plus you sweating usually equals a see through top, which is an amazing perk.

☆ ANAKIN : boobs

Anakin hates that he can't see your body well in your Jedi attire, but he can see your breasts a bit because of the fabric straining against them. He gets distracted during training watching your tits bounce while you swing your saber about.

☆ JAMES : ass

ass man. ASS. MAN. James' favorite position is doggystyle because he gets to watch your ass ripple and jiggle when his hips smack into it. he'll do double takes when he's walking down the street after seeing a girl with a fat ass. bonus points if you're chubby - fatter ass and a whole lotta whole lotta for him to grab onto!

☆ CLAY : thighs

Clay loves your thighs because they make such a comfortable resting spot. After a hectic day at the office, all he wanted was to bury his head in your plush thighs to relax. The way you'd play in his hair while he rested was also even better.

☆ BILLY : hips

No matter what, Billy always has his hands on your hips. he loves to stand behind you, loves to feel you up. whenever you try and step away, he grabs you by your hips and pulls you back into him. he likes the sense of power it gives him.

☆ LORENZO : boobs + waist

Your body was what initially drew Lorenzo in, but your resourcefulness was a plus, so he said. Totally not your cleavage and waist. He helped you get dressed one morning (he was squatting at your place hiding from Gerbino, go figure) and he refused to get his hands off your waist. Just constantly roaming from your tits to your waist, back and forth. He kept saying it was to adjust your undergarments which you knew was NOT true but... it felt good, so you didn't make a move to stop him.

☆ LUKE : ass

For the same reasons as James and Billy. He loves to worship your body, loves to touch on you, just to be near you. He loves you, but the thing that really made him fall in love was your ass in the jeans you wore on your first date together.

☆ KURT : ass

He just loves your ass. Just does. He loves eating it too. He'll absolutely fiend for you, antsy for you to come home so he can worship your ass. Spank it, grip it, fuck it... any and everything. If it can be done, he'll do it to your ass.

☆ DON : thighs

Don likes to rest. He's content with just sitting. Napping, reading a book, just nothing too strenuous. One day you came and sat on his thigh after washing the dishes, and the way your thighs squished and spread had him curious. Despite being married for a few years, you two had only been intimate a handful of times, which meant he hadn't paid your body much attention. So he began to invite you to sit on his lap, and one hand would idly caress your thighs while the other would jot down notes as he prepped for his next sermon.

☆ VADER : hips

He feels like he has control over you when he holds you by your hips. Plus his hands are so large, it's hard for you to get out of his grasp... generally.

☆ AJ : ass

AJ can appreciate any woman's body, but it's something about a girl's ass that always gets him. He's always at fancy gatherings courtesy of his job, so there are always women wearing fancy dresses - most that accentuate their figures. Also, strip clubs. Can't forget those. His favorite thing about the clubs is the dancers bending over right in his face. All he wants to do is give their asses a good, firm smack. He wished they had a bit more, though. Why do they always hire skinny, flat girls to be dancers?

☆ LEO : hips

You two went to dinner after getting engaged, and the dress you wore had him in a frenzy. It wasn't a skimpy dress or anything either, it just accentuated your natural curves. While he was guiding you around, his hand was on your hips at all times. He'd occasionally give a slight squeeze, not to tease you, just because he needed to have a feel of you constantly.

☆ STEPHEN : thighs + boobs

Stevie likes anything about a woman that's maternal. Or, what he considers maternal. Big breasts, thick thighs... those are all things he associates with a mature woman. So naturally, he wants a woman with those physical attributes!

[tamas-love]

（ 제목 ）A LOSS.

PRESENT.⠀⟡​⠀yang jungwon: a loss, in which the popular boy takes out his anger and unreleased tension out on you.

（ 양정원 ） — pairing = fem!reader x basketball captain!jungwon ୨୧ warning = smut ୨୧ wc = 103 ??

a/n : i know that this part is losing in the poll, but i still decided to share a teaser since i,--in the end--,will obviously post it. the jakehoon one-shot isn't written yet. i also wanted to leave a teaser since i've seen some other posts of teasers and wanted to try it out myself.

click me! ↓

ㅤ𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 the popular boy, he's tall and has hot friends. It was a night after one of his basketball games, he was wet with sweat as his jersey stuck to his back.

ㅤThe anger was evident on his face, the reason of his anger being the fact that his team lost by a point.

ㅤHe shot you a glare as you stood there in your tiny cheerleading uniform, the glare was enough to make you follow him back to the boy's locker room.

ㅤOnce you got into the locker room, he grabbed your wrist. Pinning you to the lockers, his lips close to your ear. He was angry since he lost, no.

ㅤHe was furious. His team's never lost before, and they just had to lose when the championship was going on? Unfortunately for you, you're the one who'd get it from him in the end..

ㅤNot his clueless girlfriend.

© tamas-love on tumblr, © tamas-love on wattpad ㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤㅤ𓈒 taglist open.⠀⦂ ⠀@nheyri , @uoalirie

[ourolite2]

we’re aware that fontaine rains when neuvi cries, but that’s only when he's distraught. what about when he’s making love to you to the point where tears of venereal zeal prick his vision, the morning dew aries from the verdant, chlorophyll-imbued leaves as the drizzle wakes up the citizens of fontaine? romaritime roses blooming with bubbles to get the effervescent little ones active at dawn? the sunbursts and sundogs inducing fontaine’s tangible scenery to embrace how fucking delighted he is with you?

nightly love-making isn’t any better lemme tell you. the droplets are light as feathers, pittering gently against the condensed windows, mist tickling everyone’s skin, and the moon peering through your and neuvi’s window, being the probing maiden she is, watching you guys’ session with a rush of pride swelling in her chest. rain has a whole new meaning when he’s with you; has there ever been a time where the clouds darkened as of lately? when was the last time the two of you acknowledged the pleads from the freckled boy that begged him not to cry?

neither of you could recall anymore.

[cindol]

TOJI AND CURVES.

—Toji Fushiguro x fem reader

-Toji appreciates his wifeys curves and all.-

tw: fluff!, reader has some insecurities,

𐂯— It’s an addiction for Toji at the point with how he’s obsessed with your curves and marks. It makes him sad when you can’t see that though but he still makes sure to implant it about 1000x times in your pretty head. When you and him are just having a nice casual chill day without the kiddies in bed he’ll be on his slick shit and slyly lift your nightgown up leaving your legs on display with your curves and stretch marks going up and down sides and between your thighs be on display and that makes you recoil and close your thighs with a shy look.

That makes a frown appear on his scarred lips. Did he do something wrong? Did he cross a boundary with his touch? He put a strong hand on your shoulder.”Not in the mood right now for any games sweetheart? Because that’s understandable baby, trust me.” You shook your head in response to that.”it’s not Fushi, just my body has changed ‘n stuff and ‘m getting more chubby..” Hearing you say that made him tsk but not in a mean way, just in a way that makes him sad. Hearing his beloved wife even try and think just because you’ve got some chub and tiger stripes on your thighs it’ll pull him away.

He hooks your waist with his big scarred hand making you gasp and he chuckles, pulling you close to him and placing a heavy hand on your thigh.”You outta your damn mind if ya think I’m gonna just pull away from you woman because of some chub and marks.”

That made you blush and cover your mouth with a hand and he continued his talk seeing the effect what he said had on you as he now started to smooth and run his fingers on your stretch marks.”Baby, your marks and chub will never scare me away. You’re a mama.”

[pddngchi-artblog]

tw; mild descriptions of violence, blood

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sebek looks aghast. he starts to pale, a numbing cold pressing on his back as he stares wide eye at his comrade. silver's magestone is cracked. there is a faint smell of metal in the air—of blood and sweat—that it turns bitter at the back of sebek's throat.

his comrade had fallen. he had fallen, too. both of his arms are broken but he has never been able to register pain until a few moments later. quickly, he fell by silver's side, protecting him the best he could.

crimson droplets escaped past silver's mouth, hacking the blood on the floor, and the numbing and the cold worsens in sebek's skin. one of the taller men that attacked them sneers at their state.

"show respect for your seniors," he says, "and bow."

bow? sebek would rather his bones break than his spirit. he refuses to bow to anyone dishonorable. but his comrade has other plans, for he sees the blur of silver fall slowly to the floor.

in shame and shock, sebek barks hoarsely, "what are you doing?!"

"minding my manners," silver states plainly.

"hooligans need no manners."

the sudden glance nearly startles sebek, and he glares at the aurora lights, shimmering with foreboding. "father taught me manners, sebek," silver reminds him, forehead now pressed on the ground.

"and father is watching."

[anantaru]

miss yoru m thinking about scratching diluc’s back n leaving my marks on him ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა

diluc would get all giddy, he's so cute when his cheeks blush red, cherry red in fact, it rivals his pretty hair 💖 he'd twist himself more into your comfort while you're switching between light scratches that are similar to featherlight traces, barely there, but then you'll go harder again and he hisses into your lips, feeling how you're properly pressing into his strong, ripped back until he cannot hold himself back anymore <3

[levandright]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

their favorite way to show their love for you is through — words of affirmationꜝꜝ

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pairing ⋆ ot7 enhypen x gn! reader ʬʬ content / warning(s) ⋆ comfort—so much comfort, established relationship, non-idol au ꕀ word count : 2,541 (the longest yet) ʬʬ go back to the start? ᐢ..ᐢ lev notes : tysmmm to my lovely moots for giving me the inspiration for this by answering my lil survey <3 as usual my bsf proofread + edited and added to this (they should start their own blog istg- but then again they don't really write as a hobby... + they're busy so i think their blog would just collect dust T-T) i should really take notes cause they write so poetically...

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚 - “ you are capable of so much more than you know.”

you’re sitting on your bed, feeling the weight of deadlines and responsibilities pressing down on you. the glow of your laptop screen feels harsh in the dim light, and you can’t shake the sense of being overwhelmed. just as you take a deep breath, there’s a soft knock at your door.

“heesung?” you call, grateful for his presence. he opens the door, his expression shifting from concern to warmth as he sees you.

“hey y/n, i brought some snacks,” he says, holding out a plate of your favorite treats. “but I can tell you need more than just food right now.”

you give a small smile, but it fades as you look back at your screen. “i just feel like everything is piling up. i don’t know how to handle it all.”

he sits down beside you, placing the snacks aside. “let me remind you of something,” he begins, his voice soft yet steady. “just like the moon must endure the night before it can shine, you too will find your light again. it’s okay to feel this way; it’s part of the journey.”

you look at him, captivated by his words. “but what if I can’t find my way?”

he gently takes your hand, his grip reassuring. “you are not lost; you are simply navigating through a storm. allow the winds to guide you, and trust that the sun will rise again. each challenge you face is like a note in a beautiful song—sometimes dissonant, but eventually leading to harmony.”

his poetic words wrap around you like a warm embrace, and you feel the tension in your shoulders start to ease. “you really know how to lift my mood, don’t you?”

he smiles, a twinkle in his eye. “i’m here to remind you that even the darkest nights will give way to dawn. let’s take a moment to breathe and celebrate your strength. you are capable of so much more than you know.”

with a newfound sense of hope, you nod. “thank you, heesung. i really needed to hear that.”

“anytime,” he replies, and together, you take a deep breath, allowing the weight to lift just a little more as you share in the comforting silence.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚 - “you did your best, and that’s enough.”

the evening is quiet as you sit on the edge of your bed, shoulders slumped and eyes fixed on the floor. it’s been a tough day—one of those days where no matter how hard you tried, nothing seemed to go right. frustration bubbles inside you, mixing with a sense of inadequacy you can’t seem to shake.

you hear a gentle knock at the door, and a moment later, jay steps inside. he takes one look at you and instantly understands; he’s seen that look before.

without a word, he crosses the room and sits beside you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. you look up, trying to manage a small smile, but it fades quickly. “i really tried, jay. but I feel like it wasn’t enough. nothing went the way i wanted it to.”

jay’s gaze is warm and understanding, his expression softening as he listens. he reaches for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “hey,” he says, his voice calm and steady. “you did your best, and that’s enough.”

you blink, letting his words sink in, but part of you wants to protest. “but… what if my best wasn’t good enough?” he shakes his head, his hand still holding yours.

“your best isn’t measured by the outcome. it’s about the effort you put in, even when things get tough. you showed up, you tried, and that’s what really matters.”

a comforting silence settles between you as you take in his words. “i guess i just wanted everything to go perfectly.”

“i know,” he replies gently. “but perfection isn’t what makes you amazing. your determination, your resilience—that’s what i see, and that’s what matters to me.”

a small smile finally breaks through, and you feel a weight begin to lift. “thank you, jay. i needed to hear that.”

he smiles back, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “i’ll always be here to remind you.” then, with a soft touch, he pulls you into a warm hug, his embrace steady and reassuring.

and as you relax in his arms, you realize that maybe, just maybe, doing your best really is enough.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡 - “even the stormiest skies eventually clear.”

it’s a rainy evening, and the soft patter of raindrops against the window matches the heaviness in your heart. you sit curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, staring at your phone, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of your worries.

suddenly, the door creaks open, and jake steps in, shaking off the rain and instantly brightening the room with his presence. “hey there sunshine,” he greets, noticing your downcast expression. “what’s got you looking so glum?”

you sigh, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. “just… everything. It’s been a rough few days.”

without hesitation, he plops down beside you, pulling you into his side. “i get it. life can feel like a heavy cloud sometimes, but remember, even the stormiest skies eventually clear.”

you lean against him, grateful for his warmth. “it just feels endless right now.”

he brushes a stray hair behind your ear, his voice steady and soothing. “you’re not alone in this. i’m here to help you carry the weight. let’s take it one step at a time. every storm has its purpose, and i believe you’re going to come out even stronger.”

a small smile breaks through your gloom as you look into his eyes. “thank you, jake. you always know how to make me feel better.”

he grins, his eyes sparkling. “of course. you light up the darkest nights. just remember, whenever you’re feeling low, I’m right here to remind you how incredible you are.”

feeling a sense of comfort wash over you, you snuggle closer, letting his reassuring words wrap around you like a warm blanket as the rain continues to fall outside.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡 - “you mean so much to me”

you’re standing in the snack aisle of your favorite grocery store, contemplating whether to go with your usual chips or try something new. sunghoon, who’s been scanning the shelves beside you, suddenly goes quiet. when you glance over, you catch him just… staring at you, a small, soft smile on his face.

“uh, did i miss something?” you ask, laughing a little as you grab a bag of chips.

sunghoon shakes his head, but his smile only grows wider. he takes a step closer, lowering his voice as if he’s about to share a secret. “you know you mean so much to me, right?”

you blink, surprised by the sudden confession. glancing around, you notice a few shoppers moving past, some casting curious looks your way. “sunghoon, we’re at the store…” you whisper, cheeks warming as you give him a playful nudge.

he chuckles, completely unfazed by the setting or the people around. “i know, but i just wanted to say it. i love you, and i don’t care where we are. i don’t want to miss a chance to remind you.”

your face softens, and you feel your heart flutter at his sincerity. “you’re so random sometimes, you know that?”

he grins, grabbing the bag of chips out of your hand to toss it into the cart. “maybe, but you love it,” he says with a playful wink.

you roll your eyes, trying to hide your smile. “yeah, maybe i do.”

and as you continue down the aisle, you feel lighter, his words replaying in your mind. sunghoon may choose the most unexpected times to say how he feels, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢 - “you are more than enough.”

the evening light filters through your window, but instead of its usual warmth, it only amplifies the feeling of heaviness in your chest. after a long day, you find yourself scrolling through social media, comparing yourself to the perfect smiles and flawless features of others. tears start to fall, blurring your vision as self-doubt creeps in.

suddenly, there’s a soft knock at your door, and before you can respond, sunoo enters. he immediately notices your tear-streaked face, his expression shifting from curiosity to concern. “hey, what’s wrong?” he asks, quickly crossing the room to sit beside you.

you wipe your eyes, attempting a smile, but it falters. “i just… i feel like i’m not pretty enough for you,” you admit, your voice trembling. “you could find someone so much better.”

sunoo’s heart aches at your words. he reaches out, gently taking your hand in his. “what? no way,” he says, his tone firm yet gentle. “you are more than enough. these thoughts don’t reflect who you truly are.”

“but everyone else seems perfect,” you reply, your voice breaking.

he shakes his head, squeezing your hand tighter. “perfection is a myth, and even if it were real, it wouldn’t matter. you are unique and beautiful in your own way. i see all the things that make you special, and they’re what drew me to you in the first place.”

a small, hopeful smile begins to form on your lips as you look into his eyes. “really?”

“absolutely,” he replies, leaning in closer. “i love you just the way you are, and i would never trade you for anyone else. you are perfect to me, and I’ll always be here to remind you of that, especially on the tough days.”

feeling the warmth of his words seep into your heart, you nod, gratitude flooding through you. “thank you, sunoo. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a comforting embrace. “you’ll never have to find out. i’m here for you, always.”

as you settle into his warmth, the weight of your insecurities begins to lift. then, gently pulling back, sunoo cups your face in his hands, his eyes searching yours. “can i show you how much you mean to me?”

before you can respond, he leans in and kisses you softly, his lips brushing against yours with a tenderness that makes your heart flutter. it’s a kiss filled with reassurance and love, reminding you that you are enough just as you are.

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡 - “you’re doing your best, and that’s what matters most.”

the sun has just begun to set, casting a warm glow through your bedroom window as you sit at your desk, surrounded by textbooks and notes. you’ve been putting in long hours, determined to improve your grades and stay on top of your studies. but tonight, exhaustion starts to seep in, and you can’t help but feel a twinge of doubt about whether all this effort is worth it.

just then, jungwon knocks softly before entering your room, a bright smile lighting up his face. “hey, i brought you some snacks!” he says cheerfully, holding up a plate filled with your favorite treats.

you look up, trying to muster a smile. “thanks, jungwon. i really appreciate it, but I’m not sure i have time to eat right now.”

he sets the plate down beside you and leans against the desk, observing your scattered notes. “you’ve been at this for hours, haven’t you? i just wanted to check in on you.”

you sigh, running a hand through your hair. “yeah, i’m trying to keep up, but it feels like I’m not making any progress.”

jungwon’s expression softens as he looks at you. “i see how hard you’re working every day, and i want you to know that it doesn’t go unnoticed. you’re putting in so much effort, and that’s something to be proud of.”

his words catch you off guard, and for a moment, you’re speechless. “you really think so?”

“absolutely,” he replies, his voice sincere. “you’re doing your best, and that’s what matters most. remember, progress isn’t always immediate, but every step you take is a step closer to your goals.”

feeling encouraged, you take a deep breath and nod. “thanks, jungwon. that means a lot coming from you.”

he smiles and pulls you into a gentle hug. “and don’t forget to take breaks, okay? you can’t pour from an empty cup.”

you laugh softly, feeling lighter already. “i’ll try my best.”

“good,” he says, stepping back and gesturing to the plate of snacks. “now, let’s take a break and enjoy these together. you deserve it.”

as you share the snacks and laughter, you feel a renewed sense of motivation. jungwon’s unwavering support reminds you that you’re not alone in your journey, and his encouragement makes all the difference.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜 - “it’s okay to be tired.”

it’s a saturday afternoon, and the sun filters through the window, casting a warm glow in the room. riki had been looking forward to spending the day with you, but as he watches you curled up on the couch, he notices something isn’t right. you’re usually vibrant and full of energy, but today, you seem dulled, your usual spark muted.

“y/n,” he says softly, sitting down beside you. “you okay? you seem a bit… off.”

you look up, forcing a small smile, but it doesn’t quite reach your eyes. “yeah, i’m fine. Just a bit tired, i guess.”

riki studies your face, noticing how your gaze drifts away, trying to mask your weariness. “you know, it’s okay to be tired. you don’t have to hide it from me. everyone has those days.”

you shrug, trying to play it off. “i didn’t want to ruin our day.”

he shakes his head, concern deepening in his eyes. “you could never ruin our time together. if you’re feeling overwhelmed, it’s totally normal. you don’t have to put on a brave face all the time.”

taking a deep breath, you look away, guilt creeping in. “i just didn’t want to burden you with my problems.”

“listen,” riki says gently, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “feeling tired and needing a break doesn’t make you weak. it just means you’re human. we all have our limits. i care about you, and it’s okay to share how you really feel.”

you meet his gaze, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. “i appreciate that, riki. i guess i just thought i should be able to handle it all.”

he smiles softly, his voice steady. “there’s strength in acknowledging when you need help. so, how about we take a break together? we can watch a movie and order your favorite takeout. no stress, just a cozy day.”

your heart warms at his thoughtfulness. “that sounds perfect.”

“great! i’ll grab my phone,” he says, jumping up with newfound energy. as he moves about the room, you feel a sense of comfort wash over you. riki has a way of making you feel understood, reminding you that it’s okay to let your guard down.

as the two of you settle in for a cozy afternoon, laughter and lightheartedness return, slowly chasing away the shadows of your worries. when he finally sits back down beside you, he leans closer, gently brushing a stray hair from your face.

“just remember, i’m always here for you,” he whispers, his eyes warm with sincerity.

before you can respond, he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead, his touch lingering as a wave of comfort washes over you. in that moment, you feel a sense of peace, knowing that with riki by your side, you can be your true self without fear.

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©levandright

[supi-wupi]

sub!choso moaning and twitching as he gets overstimulated by the vibrator held to his trembling dick. poor boy, but then again... he asked for it in the first place, so it isn't my fault my good boy is experiencing this at least 5 times a week

[fqeriemin]

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 '𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 . mark lee

O1 . THE PARK | nct master list

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synopsis : Sitting on a bench in the middle of a random park in Seoul, you didn ‘t mind the fact that a stranger sat next to you. But you didn ‘t expect it to hit it off with him. au : nonidol!mark lee x fem!nonidol!reader requested? : no trope : friends to lovers pronouns : you / your type : just pure fluff <3 warnings : reader is a hopeless romantic , small mention of ab**e. word count : O822 ( originally 14O4 ) play list : magnetic - illit sparks fly - taylor swift maroon - taylor swift

just a little mark drabble because who doesnt love mark <3

YOU GAZED AT THE pink cherry blossom petals floating through the air and falling delicately to the ground. It was late March , just around the time that cherry blossom trees were blooming. You were reading the novel you’d just picked up at the bookstore. Seoul was chilly at this time of year , and you had wrapped yourself in a windbreaker before stepping out. With the zipper straight up to your chin , you sat there , content with the hum of the city as your company. Page after page , you let the city calm you after a long day. 

Until you felt someone sit down next to you. You didn ‘t mind it at first , as long as they didn ‘t disturb you. This person was pretty quiet , aside from the soft shifts of their feet on the cement walkway. You took a little peak at them out of the corner of your eyes at them. Blonde hair , strong jawline , and their phone held up to take a photo of the scenery. You directed your attention back to your book , and heard the camera snap of a phone. You crossed one leg over the other and made yourself more comfortable. 

“Pride and Prejudice?” asked the stranger after a few minutes of silence. You looked at him , and finally got a proper view of his face. His bangs stuck up a little , as if he ‘d just climbed out of bed. And that bright blonde hair.

“Oh- yeah.” You respond , taken a bit off guard by the question. 

“You like classics ?” He raised an eyebrow , pocketing his phone. 

“Not particularly.” You slide your bookmark into the page you were on and shut the book. “Just decided to try it. It was on a whim.” 

He nodded. A beat passed , and you were debating on whether to reopen the book or not. Your gaze tore away from him and onto the cherry blossom trees. Then he spoke again. “I’m Mark.” 

You nod. “Y/n.” 

“Pretty name.” He looked at you. He had nice eyes. 

You couldn ‘t help but smile in return. “Thank you.” 

A moment passed again as you both sat in a semi-comfortable silence. You had reopened the book. You winded a small strand of your hair around your index finger. He just stared back out the trees. They were beautiful. They don ‘t bloom at random times of the year , and with them blooming now , Seoul felt fresh to him. Anew. Like what spring should feel like. 

“Do you have any specific genre you like to read, Y/n?” Mark piped up, gazing at you again. 

Once more, you closed your book. “Dystopian and fantasy. You know books with war politics. Trilogies and sagas with a lot of plot armour. You know books with dreamy writing and-” Suddenly, you cut yourself off. “Sorry for rambling. What about you?” 

Mark grinned as a small laugh escaped his chapped lips. He looked down at his shoes in thought and raised his eyes back to yours. “Mystery. Definitely mystery.” 

“You read the Hardy Boys as a kid?” You cocked an eyebrow. It was a simple question. 

“How did you guess?” He kept the grin plastered on his face. 

“I think it’s every kid ‘s starter series.” You smile back. “It was my first.” 

“Well.” He leaned back on the bench. “My people don ‘t read that much. Even as we grew up , they ‘d ditch the book for HotWheels.” 

“My people only read the filthy stuff.” You mirrored his action , so you could get a better look at him. “That ‘s all they read.” 

He ran his fingers through his hair. “I never understood why people did that. Dark romance can be so nasty.” 

Your ears perked at the statement. Yes! Someone with sense who didn ‘t let the internet distort them. “Thank you! I ‘ve been saying that since the whole trend started.” 

“I mean , being in love with someone who literally abuses you. That ‘s so strange. And they romanticize and swoon over it too.” 

“Oh my god, Mark.” You were somehow so comfortable around him already. You just met and you already thought you made a friend. “Finally someone with a brain.” 

Mark just smiled back , leaving both of you staring at each other for a moment. Something passed , and you could literally feel it. 

“Do you…want to exchange numbers?” Normally , you ‘d never prompt that question. But today you found yourself doing something different. 

“Yeah, i mean, that ‘d be cool.” He agreed , pulling out his phone and opening the phone app. He set to creating a contact and passed the phone to you. “Put in your number. I ‘ll text you.” 

So you did. “Wanna give me yours?” You asked , handing him the phone. 

“Nah. you ‘ll get it when I text you.” 

You both smiled again. Like you'd both hung the stars in the sky.

[gojo-mochi]

Thinking about a sleepy fic while I’m tired like

You and your fav just had sex and it a few hours after and you’re both laying in bed, all cleaned up, just wearing a shirt and your fav is only in new boxers. When you start to feel heat pool between your legs again but you don’t wanna wake up your fav so you think you could get away with some rubbing your legs together. But it not enough you need something more so you poke awake your fave and start to ask.

“Honey… I’m sorry but I-I um I need..”

He shushes you with a kiss and let’s hand slip between your thighs to your aching core. Easily slipping in some fingers and reaching straight to the place that hits you the most.

“A-ah!”

You instantly grabbed on to his shoulders, nails digging in as your mouth open in moans and pants.

“It’s alright baby, my girl’s still needy aren’t cha?”

You nods, not trusting your voice right now.

“Mm… I’ll take care for you don’t worry, my good girl deserves a reward after tonight.”

He takes his fingers out, dripping with your slick and shoved them into your mouth when you started to whine from the lack of touch.

“Shh… I’ll give you something better soon, just wait baby.”

He pulls down his boxer just enough so his hard cock springs out and rubs against your thighs, he grabs you and turns you around so your back is against his chest and he placed his cock right under your core.

The tip of his thick head sliding open your folds and caressing your clit with each thrusts he makes behind you.

One of his hand grabs your face to meet his for open mouth kisses and the other thumbs over your aching clits.

“Please.. I mmph- I need mor-more..”

You tried to convey while his tongue was working it’s in way into your throat.

“You need my cock that badly again? I guess I didn’t fuck you hard enough earlier huh? I’ll fix that now..”

Without warning he thrusts his whole length into your cunt.

“Aa-Ah!”

“You can take that right, baby? Your pussy stills stretched out from before anyway.”

He groaned as your walls clamped down him.

“But still so fucking tight, fuck, that’s my baby right here..”

His thumb never leaves your clit, giving it slow and torturous circle rubs, while his cock is the complete opposite.

Slamming into you again and again without a moment break.

It made your mind spin a lot. Your chest heaving and your thighs shaking from the force.

“Ah! I-Imma c-cum!”

“Do it baby, let’s cum together..”

He picks up the pace with both his thumb and his cock.

Practically forcing you to cum while his whole cock was still inside you.

His hot seed fills you up instantly. But he doesn’t pull out, just snuggled closer and places soft kisses on your shoulder.

“Since you were the one who woke me up… you wouldn’t mind if we stayed like this the whole night right? Just as payment for the fucking you know.”