#🍰-asks

[whoskimii]

BITE IT, LICK IT !

★ biting him ft. nanami ! ★

˖˚₊ warnings ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ fluff, you bite him (affectionately), brief mention of sex, he kinda has a biting kink.

˖˚₊ wc ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 632 (so short, mb :3)

with the tip of his finger, nanami pushed his glasses up his nose. as he continued staring intently at the screen of his computer, a quiet groan of frustration left his lips.

he quickly typed away something on the keyboard singlehandedly — his other hand was too busy gently gliding up and down your back. he was trying to soothe you.

you were pretty grouchy about him working for such an important amount of time. not even for you — although, yes, you wanted your husband to pay attention to you — it was mostly for his health and well-being.

once the blond man was locked in his work, nothing could distract him.

nothing.

not even you.

most of the time, you had to physically pull him out of the chair he was currently sitting on. you couldn't even recount how many times you ended up massaging his sore muscles. “ken...” you whined out, still straddling him.

just a few minutes ago, he had carefully placed your chin over his shoulder because you were blocking his view of the computer. “i know, darling,” he shushed tenderly. “almost done, i promise.”

with a huff, you allowed your pretty eyes to flutter shut. “you said that an hour ago. 'm done believing you.” although he wanted to reassure you, the words you had just spoken caused a quiet chuckle to slip from his throat. “i know. i'm sorry, my love.”

you loved your husband. more than anything. but he was definitely playing with your nerves. “i'm pissed right now.” you murmured to yourself. even though he heard you, he typed something new.

you felt his hand running through your hair, almost as if he desired to keep you calm. “in a few minutes.” he whispered, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

you made sure to keep your chin hooked over his shoulder, being mindful not to distract him from his work as you pouted — even though all you wished to do was to distract him.

in one way or another.

out of a sudden, a mischievous idea formed in your head, and your soft lips curled up in a gentle smirk. kento sighed as he felt you leaving little kisses on his throat, up to his neck. instinctively, he tilted his head to the side, baring his own neck to your affection.

once you had finally reached the sensitive skin of his neck, your teeth tenderly sank in his epidermis.

you felt his confusion as he paused. “baby ? what was that ?” you pulled away, admiring the way your teeth had left a mark. “jus' biting you.” kento produced a gentle scoff. “mhm, i felt that. what for ?”

your eyes met his, and you offered him an innocent smile. “what ? can't bite my hubby if i want to ?” a quiet huff left him, and he pushed his glasses up again — although they weren't falling from his nose, this time.

the sorcerer had a habit of doing that whenever you flustered him. after four years of successful marriage, you noticed this little thing about your husband. you found it cute and often teased him for it. “aw, you flustered ?” he frowned, a sight you were familiar with. “me ? flustered ? no. absolutely not.”

a hum escaped your throat. “you sure ? you did... y'know, that lil' thing you always do with your glasses when you're flustered.” he shrugged. “mhm ? no, they were just falling.” you graced him with a fond giggle. “ken, 'm not dumb !”

a tired smile appeared on your husband's face. “alright, alright... i did like it. you should bite me more often, honey. especially in bed.”

this time, you were the flustered one. you tucked your face in the crook of his neck. “ken !”

however, you weren't going to pass on that offer.

based off this ask.

[pastel-medic]

In another universe, the fight is a bit different.

Reblogs are appreciated!!! 🍰💖

Credits to my twin @hoshi-tsubasa for helping with the class swapping! Gonna make a blurb list on some things about the AU ;P (also I'm developing this as I go so new stuff might be added later!)

Gray Mann's daughter Olivia took over his position as chief executive officer of Gray Gravel Company, and conducted the army of robots to take over Mann Co.

Miss Pauling is the Administrator instead of Helen. She was the one who recruited the mercenaries for the fight against Olivia Mann's army

Mortician's father-son relationship with Kickboxer is a positive one.

Timebomb makes all of his explosives himself and rigs them to have timed detonations or manual ones

Alistair is the only one who knows his real name. Whenever someone asks for his name he provides a different one every time

Alessio is from a former mafia but escaped and took refuge with Miss Pauling

The stitches on Warhorse's face were done by Mortician after an incident on the field that almost left him dead

Welder helped install the sniper eye into Headbuster's eyesocket. It acts as a scope so he doesn't need to use the ones on sniper rifles

Wildfire was a former firefighter who combatted wild forest fires with new fires (a method called backburning)

Will do more doodles of this AU and they'll be on my AF as well! 🍰💖

[rizzanon]

imagine if one of readers friends had a sibling and treated the friends sibling more like a sibling than any of the batfam ?? how would they react

it could be adriens twin brother felix wink wink nudge nudge

-🍰

NOT FELIX. i’ll be using Caitlyn’s older brother (from chapter 4) as the example ☺️

imagine reader in her petty era trying to avoid all conversations/confrontations with the batfam (especially dick—idk why im bullying him at this point—who’s trying to reach out to you and bridge the gap between you two that seemed to have grown bigger due to a particular incident(s) that happened will be explained more in depth in chapter 5 )

like imagine:

Dick: (calling out to you after spotting you along the hallways of Wayne Manor) Hey, (Name)! Do you want to—

regressed!reader: (cutting him off, speedwalking past) Sorry, can’t talk. I’m late to meet up with Caitlyn and our brother.

Dick: (blinking, turning to follow your retreating figure) Our brother? Wait, what? Who—?

regressed!reader: (already out the door)

Dick: (to himself, utterly perplexed) ‘Our’ brother?? What is going on?

regressed!reader: (stretching, checking the time) Wow, it’s late. I should head back before Alfie nags at me for staying out.

Jason: (shrugging, reaching for his keys) Yeah, I’m not letting you walk back to the manor at this hour. I’ll give you a—

regressed!reader: (cutting him off, excitedly) Oh, great! My bro’s here to pick me up! See you never, hopefully!

Jason: (stunned) Wait, what? Your—? (watches you jog up to some random guy on a motorcycle, who hands you a helmet before the two of you ride off.)

Jason: (to himself, bewildered) Who the hell… Did the old man adopt another kid again?

Tim: (walking up, holding some tools) Hey, I remembered you needed help fixing a gadget of yours, so—

regressed!reader: (cutting him off, smirking) I got it. My bro helped me fix it up.

Tim: (pausing) …Dick?

regressed!reader: No.

Tim: (frowning) Jason?

regressed!reader: Pfft, no.

Tim: Damian??

regressed!reader: Seriously?

Tim: (utterly flabbergasted) “What other brothers do we even have??”

regressed!reader: (walking off with the smuggest grin imaginable, answering a phone call) Hey, bro! Yeah, thanks for helping me fix that gadget of mine!

Tim: (standing there, staring after you, completely baffled)

LOL i need to do this with the other batfam members 😭

[graciedollie]

Hiya, I just read your Grayson X reader head cannons and I miss her so much. Could you please write something where she comes home stress after a long day and snaps it reader but then makes it up to her?

Heavy Moments

Pair: Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary: It was a pretty quiet day for you as you didn’t have work today, but you couldn’t say the same for your wife. You greeted her with your usual kiss-hug greeting as always, but it felt off as you could feel her seething. Though once a steaming kettle is filled too much, it all spills—always at the wrong time, unfortunately.

Warnings: Nothing too drastic or whatever, Grayson is just upset from work and yells at you, but she makes up for it at the end <3

A/N: I miss her too anon :( and i hope you enjoy this!! (lowkey might be rushed🙏🏾)

The sky was draped with a orange-purple hue brush as the sun soon started to turn in for the night, drifting off to let the graceful moon rise in the sky. It was a cold night that night which prompted you to start a nice fireplace—adding more coziness and warmth to your lovely home you shared with your beloved wife.

You couldn’t help, but worry as it became later as the minute ticked by—leaving your mind in race with only the worst scenarios playing out in your little head. Her being an enforcer did take a bit much on her, having to constantly deal with arrests and other dangerous things.

Of course you trusted that she would always return home safely, but sometimes you had your doubts and that sucked—bad. Being with Grayson for a good while has been such an amazing experience, though you’ve had your little bumps in the road here and there. You both loved each other dearly and wouldn’t trade for the world.

You started to move around the house to find things to preoccupy your wandering mind—sweeping, wiping the kitchen counter, rearranging decorations and etc. It was working, but not so much as you were still having your nerves frazzled. They were only getting worse until you finally heard the front door creak open—presenting a tired, upset Grayson open the front door.

A smile immediately made its way to your lips, swiftly moving over to her as you have her the usual greet—tight hug, kiss, and more kisses. You did just that, but you could feel her tense in your grasp a little, which made you pull away as you caressed her cheek, “Rough day I take it?”

“Can’t you tell?”

Ok. A bit rude there. You furrowed your brows tightly at her snarky remark, but brushed it off as she was just stressed and it just slipped out. “Clearly I can. Do you wanna talk about it-“

“No. I don’t, ok? If I wanted to talk, I would have—just…just let me be.” Her voice was raspy and stern, making it clear that she was getting even more annoyed at you—which she didn’t really show much. You stared at her with a expression of shock and a bit hurt, to be honest.

You were used to her being a bit patient and not like thai, but I mean she did just have to handle the most stressful case AND deal with some backlash about ‘not doing her job correctly’. It was frustrating and it pissed her off—greatly, rightfully so.

But that didn’t make it any better when she snapped at you.

“I was just asking…” You trailed off as you swallowed back the tightening lump in your throat before returning her own energy. “You don’t have to be rude about it, Gray. Just because you’re upset doesn’t mean you get to take it out on me-“

“Jesus Christ—can you just leave me alone for 5 minutes! That’s all I want of you right now, but you can’t even give me that!”

Ok. Ouch. That hurt. She never really raised her voice at you and if she felt that she was, she would step away to take a couple deep breath, but obviously that wasn’t enough today.. You felt the words die off on your tongue, tasting the bitter of hurt taunting your tongue. I mean, yeah, she had her days, but it was rare for her to yell.

“Alright.”

Was all you said before you clenched your first and stormed your way down the hall to the bedroom, shutting the door behind you before taking a seat on the edge of the bed—trying to grasp the fact that she actually had snapped at you, yelled at you in that fact. You sat at the bed, staring at your hands as you twitched your lips in a scowl—feeling your nerves fry gradually.

Grayson watched as you stormed away before she looked away with a heavy sigh, rubbing her temples tenderly as she slowly calmed herself down gradually—trying to get herself together before she went back to check on you as she didn’t want to just go after you right away.

You both needed a moment to cool off.

A couple minutes had passed as you still sat at the foot of the bed, fumbling with your nails as you were in pretty deep thought. You tried to calm your own nerves down and not think too much of it. She didn’t mean to yell, right? It was an accident. You didn’t mean to push her, but you really didn’t. All you wanted to do was to make sure she knew you was worried and was there for her—though it seemed it was a bit too much.

Especially after a long day, but even so..

Your ears perked up as you heard the bedroom door slowly creak open, revealing a guilty Grayson standing at the door—grasping the doorknob tightly before she slowly made her way in and sat down beside you. She watched how you tensed a bit, but there was a hint of softness in your gaze as your eyes met hers befor averting away.

It was a tense, thick silence in the air—thick enough to cut with a knife. You both wanted to speak, but I mean, you were both a bit surprised that she yelled at you. Even she was surprised at herself since it was rare she ever yelled at you. You would glance at her every now and then, opening your mouth to speak—though it was only silence until she finally spoke.

“I’m…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that, love. You only wanted to see if I was ok and I know you care a lot, but sometimes I just need a little time alone to myself, hm?” Her voice had that usual raspy, husky tone to it along with a edge of gentleness and care—as if she was practically softening up.

Your eyes flickered over at her with a glint in your eyes, soaking in the warmth of her words. You stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sigh, settling your head against her shoulder, “I’m sorry too…I should’ve let you have your space too, honey. I just wanted to make sure you were ok, I didn’t mean to, ya know, overwhelm you? But you also didn’t have to yell at me either..”

She nodded in understanding, wrapping an arm around you to bring you closer to her before she placed a loving kiss to your head—a gesture you’ve always been fond of since you’ve been together. You were happy you both apologized and talked it out as other couples would just hold a grudge and just go on about it with silly tactics, but not you two—especially since Grayson couldn’t bare the fact of going to sleep with you and you were upset at her.

How could she do such a thing?

“Oh, I know, love…I know and I’m sorry, but at least we’ve talked, hm? Communicate. We won’t have this little…run-in anymore, no?” She whispered softly, gazing at you with a loving glance as she brushed her thumb over the skin of your cheek—eliciting you to lean into the warm, welcoming touch.

“No…we won’t..”

“Good..”

She pulled away to only pull you into a warm, tender hug as she held you close—engulfing the scent of your perfume as you snuggled up to her. The night went on yo be a nice, relaxing night for the both of you. Relaxing in a warm bath. Talking about whatever came to mind. And just being two lovebirds in love <3

It wasn’t until the beautiful morning came, you had rose from your sleep, of course you knew that Grayson was already up and out for her usual duties—as always. You looked around as you grunted while shuffling out the bed and throwing your robe on to head in the kitchen. And that’s when you saw it…

It was a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers, wrapped in a lovely, vintage newspaper that contrasted the delicate flowers. Along with that, the wrapped boxes and bag sat along side it—wrapped with your favorite color. The thought of her doing this made you fall even in more in love with her—God she was going to be the death of you.

It was also a little note on the side of the box, picking it up to read it as your eyes scanned over the words, “I hope you’re still not mad at me, Love. But just in case..”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the small note, placing a kiss to it before you sat it down and started to sort through the gifts she graced you with.

You could never stay mad at her <3

Taglist!!

@sillygirl-lol

hope you enjoyed dolliessss (so so sooooo sorry this took so long to post 💔)!!!

[dipperscavern]

Jon has incredible rizz but just like doesnt fully realize it? Especially cause hes with Robb so often he assumes the ladies of winterfell are staring at Robb, little does he know theyre eyeing him up and down like a piece of meat.

Robb has rizz and knows it and he’s insufferable (affectionate) about it. Hes absolutely the type to flash a pretty smile or subtlety flex his muscles and lick his lips to get what he wants

-🍰

you hit the mark on this one. summed up my thoughts SO WELL GOODNIGHT

jon really doesn’t understand how attractive he is. one of the hottest things about him is how he just does things, not knowing how attractive they are, & he never expects anything in return. he’s always makign sure you’re behind him in dangerous situations, looking at you like he yearns for you (he does), holding the door open for you, draping his coat over you when you fall asleep waiting for him to finish his work etc. he truly has no idea how bad you want him, because he’s a bastard. obviously that overrides everything ever (jon u stupid fuck) (affectionate)

robb knows he’s charming, and he’s so annoying. but annoying in the way he knows how to push your buttons without crossing the line. all flirty jests and cheshire grins, smooth gestures and compliments that make your cheeks warm. but he’s also a gentleman; escorting you to and from places, saving you from uncomfortable conversations with lords that are too touchy, always checking in on you etc. he definitely knows how to use his charm to get what he wants, but he’s careful in when and where he decides to use it

[artsy-imogen]

Does Galacta do his own hair care? I can't imagine keeping it up long without self-care. Even better, let the children braid it and stick pretty things in it.

✩ he’s very prideful of his hair, so he’ll try and look after it as best as he can on his own before eventually letting others help out if it gets too knotted. aaand if he’s not feeling too stubborn, he’ll let the kids decorate it xD

[jadeddaydream]

Can u write death island jill giving AFAB! reader hot, lustful birthday sex?

Another Slice

Pairing: Jill Valentine x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

CW: NSFW, AFAB reader w/ GN pronouns, a little bit of food play, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting, praise, begging

A/N: the ending’s a bit bleh, sorry it took 4eva, n there’s no way Jill doesn’t have any gray hairs after all this time; CAPCOM YOU WILL PAY FOR UR CRIMES!!!!

“Did you have fun baby?” You opened the door, putting your stuff away. You had just come from your birthday dinner, the night pleasant and festive.

“As long as you had fun, I had fun.” Jill; your wife replied, coming in right behind you. She bumped the door with her hip, locking it. Moving to the kitchen, she placed the cake on the counter and opened the refrigerator.

“Wait! I want another slice.” You ran over to her, taking the top of the cake dish and grabbing a plate from the cabinet.

“You’re going to get lethargic from all the sugar, love,” Jill rolled her eyes as you grabbed a knife from its holder.

The look of excitement in your eyes triumphed any complaints Jill had of you grabbing another slice of cake. It was your birthday after all.

“I’m sorry, it’s really good.” You giggled, cutting a slice before placing it on the plate. Jill came behind you, taking the chance to put the cake away.

“Could you pass me a fork, please?” Jill handed you one, her finger reaching over to wipe some icing off the cake. You gasped, turning and watching as Jill popped a finger in her mouth.

“You’re right, it is pretty good.” She grinned at you with a lecherous look in her eyes. You picked up the change in her behavior, propping a hand on your hip.

You observed the way your wife walked closer to you and caged you in. Another swipe of icing, her fingers now on your lips. You caught wind of her game and took them into your mouth with a fervor. You sucked on them, making sure to clean the crevices of her fingers, her fingertips on your lips. Jill grinned at the sex kitten eyes you gave in response, matching her energy.

“Mmh, I’ve been waiting to get you alone all night.” She pulled away and proceeded to wrap her arms around your waist, backing you into the counter some more.

“I could tell by the way you were staring me down like a piece of meat all night.” You replied.

Jill snickered, “I couldn’t help it, you look so good.” Her arms rested around your waist, moving lower. You inhaled her scent, the smell of her fruity shampoo filling your nose. She leaned into your neck, resting in your warmth before placing a few kisses on the curve of it.

You sighed, Jill moving her hands to rest on the curve of your behind; giving it a little squeeze to tease you. You moaned softly at the feel of her biting you, sucking the same spot until she left a mark. You ran your fingers through her hair, strands of gray and brown sliding through your fingers.

“We should move to the bedroom,” You said, gasping when Jill squeezed your breast. You forgot about the slice of cake, your lover having other plans.

Jill turned you around, heading in the direction towards your bedroom. You walked backwards, Jill impatiently nipping the skin of your neck with a firm grip on your hips. Once you reached your destination you stopped, leaning in to kiss Jill. You let her suck on your bottom lip, tongue delving into your mouth. In the kiss, you grabbed her shoulders before sliding off her jacket on the bedroom floor. She proceeded to lay you on the bed softly before moving to undress you.

She rid you of your top, teasing your chest with the intention of making you needy. Pulling a nipple and placing the other in her mouth, switching when she was satisfied. Moments later, she moves down; leaving small marks in her trail. You shivered when her lips dragged against your stomach and the feel of her hands moving to remove the rest of your clothes.

She unbuttoned your bottoms, dragging them down your legs. You shivered at the cold air that landed on your legs and the goosebumps that were already raised were emulsified by Jill running her fingers down your skin. She rose, leaning forward before kissing you, moaning softly into the kiss, you slid your hand under her shirt; palming her bra-clad breast.

“Happy birthday baby.” She hummed against your lips, moving her hands to your chest once again.

“God, I love you,” She kissed your neck as she pinched and teased your nipples. You whined her name into the cool night air, reaching for her hair and running your fingers through. She left a few more hickeys on your soft skin, her thumbs massaging circles in your skin.

You arched into her, hips rubbing against her. “Patience.” She pulled away from your sternum, a web of salvia connecting her lips and your skin. She caged your hips with her strong arm, holding you down.

“Please.” You spoke, a pleading look in your eyes.

She smiled at the way you begged and your ability to make her give in, from your body language to the tone of your voice. Jill slid lower, face now leveled your dripping cunt.

“Been waiting for this all night.” She raised your legs in the air, hooking her fingers into your panties and pulling them up in the direction your legs were. She tossed them, her firm grip now on your thighs. She pushed your legs back and spread them, all of you now visible to her prying eyes. You whined, pushing her hair back as she was in between your legs.

“Tell me what you want.” Jill rasped, salivating at you bare and dolorous. Your throat was dry, you licked your lips and used your words.

“I want you to fuck me, please.” Your face grew hotter at the lewd words you spoke. “Whatever you want Jill, I just need you to fuck me, please.”

That was enough for her, Jill diving in your ocean; mouth latching onto you as if you were water in a dry desolate desert. You mewled, voice going up an octave at her ministrations. She kept her hands on your legs, clutching at the feel of you. The sight of you both was something no different than a porno, you clutching onto your breast, mouth a perfect ‘o’ shape, eyes lidded and blown. Your legs pressed to your chest, your tummy folding as a result.

Then there was Jill, loud noises coming from where her mouth and your pussy met, a look that could swallow you whole. Hair messy and nose pressed into your mon pubis, she moaned into your cunt like it was a meal worthy of the gods. You clenched around nothing, slick dripping from your heat like a crack in a dam that was on the path to exploding. The noises that were coming from your mouth were borderline animalistic and deafening. You couldn’t help it, the woman in between your legs making you feel as if you were on cloud nine.

She switched between flicking your bud with her tongue and engulfing you with her entire mouth. Warmth enveloped you, the room growing warmer by the second. Stuck in a trance between anticipation and bliss, you found yourself wailing as you flowed onto Jill’s lips and into her mouth. You were soaked and a wet spot followed. You couldn’t help it, your hole squeezing and convulsing every time she moved her mouth on you.

“Oh baby, you’re practically drowning me,” Jill rose for air, face drenched in your slick. She rubbed your clit with her thumb, making you whine as she spread your lips, watching the spasm of your pussy around nothing. “Hmm, I wanna see if you can squirt,” Jill said to no one in particular. Your lover proceeded to push a finger in, curling it upwards and rubbing your swollen bud in tight, firm circles. You cried out her name when she pushed another finger in, beginning to stretch you out.

“Jill, please,” You groaned, lips red from the consistent action of you biting them. She kept massaging that spot that made your eyes roll back in your head. You couldn’t take it, it was too much. The look in her eyes, the curl of her fingers, the smug expression on her face. You were close, pussy beginning to seize around her agile fingers.

“There we go,” Jill purred, pupils blown. “You gonna cum for me, pretty?” She cooed, a strong hand still on the underside of your thigh. You nodded, knowing that anything to come out of your mouth would be complete and utter gibberish. Jill went back to moving her mouth on you, her fingers pounding into you. The sinful sound as your cunt inundated her fingers and face, the moans coming from both you and her, the precision of her fingers and the way she slides in a third makes you scream in between the four walls of your shared bedroom.

Reaching for something; anything, you grab Jill’s hair to ground yourself.

Then the dam breaks, you release spurts of fluid onto Jill; who backs away to watch the show, three fingers still curling against your spongy walls. You shake and cry out, the pitch of your voice awry and abnormal. Jill slaps your skin to watch as your cunt squeezes and sprays. Fingers still inside, she begins to praise you.

“Took me so good.”

“Look at you.”

“My baby.”

Slowing down the pace of her fingers, she leans over to kiss you. You whimper as she prys your lips open with her tongue, lapping lazily at yours. You taste yourself on her lips, the lingering relish of alcohol and sugar following.

After a minute or two, you both pull away.

Jill whispers against your lips,

“Think I might need another slice too.”

[midnight--sadness]

Omega!Gihun being pregnant during the games in season two. Inho being the father and the guards forgetting to tell him that the omega was pregnant when they were changing his clothes to the tracksuit (I doubt that he let them change him but oh well)— IMAGINE HIM BLOWING HIS COVER SO QUICKLY 😭 After the first voting, he'll just randomly find out that Gihun is pregnant— bro is gonna yell at his guards to fucking open the door and find the ones who thought it was good to hide that information from him.

Gihun watching the man he had a one night stand with yell at the metal doors and call for the guards like he owns the place.

-🍰

i'm trying to think of the funniest way inho could find out 😭

maybe after junhee joins them, they are all talking and gihun takes her aside and asks her if she's okay and such, and then he says, "i'm sure it's difficult. im not as far along as you and i'm already so tired"

but unfortunately jungbae overhears and gasps and loudly asks "you're pregnant again?". daeho wonders "how?" and jungbae smacks him on the arm, "ya, he's not that old!!! he can still get pregnant!!" ready to defend his bestie always 🥹

and inho.exe has stopped functioning

like that man is catatonic, staring at the walls, and gihun is ignoring everyone's questions bc this wasn't how he wanted to tell him abt the baby 😭

he certainly didnt expect "youngil" to stand up and knock on the metal door, ordering the guard outside to fetch the masked office right now or he'd be shot on sight.

OR

gihun doesn't know he is pregnant but inho somehow does - he asked the doctor to perform a blood test (??) and after the pentathlon, he is told that the doc has the results. he fakes having to go the bathroom, meets the doc and then promptly loses his shit. he orders the games to be halted and walks into the dormitory with a bunch of guards at his back. he goes to gihun and grabs his arm, draggin him away, saying that the mother of his child is NOT competing and gihun is shocked bc what??? he's not pregnant!! and inho says "yes u are, the blood work came back" and gihun is freaking out bc he didn't do blood work!! and inho blows his cover and is left to explain to gihun why he lied abt being the front man and abt his name 🫶🙏

[duskythesomething]

here's an update on Cheesecake Banana Snake for everyone! He Gettin Lorge

[taegimood]

Ahhh how come you be giving love to everyone but Kai? That's so not fair.

He's my biased, Soob being my wrecker.

Maybe one where Kai comes back from practice all sweaty comes back and finds you in the shower. And....well...joins...hehe 🫣

-🍰

hi there- i love kai just as much as each of the other members, please don’t assume; i don’t appreciate being accused of favoritism. the only reason i haven’t written much for him is simply because no one has requested it yet. you’re my first ask that’s specific to kai. i’ve written for him in every one of my ot5 posts, however, and last night posted a sookai thought that you can read if you’d like. i’m not being unfair to him. in fact, i’d love to get more kai asks from my readers! i’m glad to finally have one here. anyway.. just wanted to clear that up. i love kai very much. now for this shower thought, since my other readers will be looking forward to more of him.

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a/n: [wc 784] this ended up being more of a mini one-shot or something, oops.. i’ll add proper titling and stuff tomorrow..

you’d originally planned to wait up for your boyfriend, hanging out in his room until the boys were back from practice; but as the clock ticks later and later and you receive an apologetic text from kai explaining that their manager is keeping them there overtime, you decide to go ahead and make your way through your evening routine. it’s when you’re helping yourself to a warm shower that you hear the faint sounds of voices entering the dorm — confirmed by beomgyu singing at the top of his lungs as he passes through the hallway outside.

you chuckle to yourself before wondering if kai will be too tired to join you. you frown at the thought of your boyfriend, worried that he’s been feeling too overworked, and hoping that you’ll be able to help ease his stress, even if just a little. you almost don’t realize when the door opens slightly and he slips through the crack before locking it behind him, leaning forward against the sink for a moment with a tired sigh before straightening to glance over his shoulder at you. you meet each other’s eyes with small, matching smiles, not needing to say anything as he slides his sweaty clothes off and steps in to join you.

“hi baby,” he breathes quietly against the back of your neck as he nuzzles his face into it, arms immediately wrapping themselves around your waist. you hum in response, reaching a hand up over your shoulder to caress his damp hair. “hi,” you whisper back in a soft voice. “tired?”

“mhm...”

he’s gently turning you around, slowly walking you backwards with his hands on your hips until your back comes to rest against the wall. “need you,” he murmurs with sparkling eyes that flit between your own. you coo softly, reaching up again to tuck some hair behind his ear before placing a hand on his cheek to bring him down into a kiss. he doesn’t hesitate, lips moving languidly against your own as his hands wander your body, squeezing gently at every curve and valley until one slips around to rest on your lower back, pressing your hips closer as his other hand finds purchase on your thigh. he gives it a tap and you lift it into his grasp immediately, wrapping snugly around his waist.

when his hand slips down between your bodies, a smile graces his lips. “you already got yourself ready for me, huh?”

“just in case,” you smile back, coyly, and his eyes are lidded as he releases a contented sigh. “fuck, you’re always so good for me.”

he jerks himself a couple of times in preparation before aligning himself with your entrance, rubbing the head of his cock up and down your slit for a few moments with his lip between his teeth before sliding inside of you — slowly, deliciously, both of your heads tipping back with parted lips and quiet moans as he steadily sheathes himself to the hilt. you take a few moments to adjust before he slips his hand back to its previous place on your lower back. “ready?” “mhm..”

the following minutes are a blissful haze, the drag of kai’s warm cock within your walls sending shivers through every inch of your body, his forehead resting on yours as he delivers deep, steady rolls of his hips — his eyes closed contentedly as he relishes in the feeling of you wrapped all around him.

you take your time with each other, the warm water cascading over sore muscles and aching limbs, your lips finding purchase with his as you lean up to claim them once again. soon you can tell that kai is close when his moans turn into soft whimpers against your wetted lips. you stroke a hand up and down his back soothingly, your other slipping down to massage circles over your throbbing clit; his hips are stuttering now, the light sound of slapping skin heard faintly through the falling water, his breaths growing labored as he pulls you closer, and it’s when you cum around him with a shudder that he’s filling you up, moaning into the crook of your neck as he bites down gently, rocking his hips against yours until you’ve ridden out both your highs.

the two of you are panting as he slowly eases out of your pussy, bringing your leg back down to the floor and holding onto your waist to make sure that you’re steadied. his forehead finds yours again, catching his breath. “thank you,” he murmurs. he presses a kiss to your forehead and then your lips. “i love you.”

you smile. “i love you too, hyuka. let’s get you some rest.”

[whoskimii]

GIVE Y𖹭U WHATEVER Y𖹭U WANT !

★ she fingers you ft. yuki ! ★

˖˚₊ warnings ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ smut, pillow princess x stone top, brief mention of strap-on sex near the end, fingering (reader receiving), hair pulling.

˖˚₊ wc ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 1.1k

“i know, baby, i know,” yuki sighed distractedly, still focused on her book. she knew damn well she hadn't been giving enough attention to you — her pretty baby girl.

you had been all over her since the second she woke up. usually, she would've already been kissing your pretty face and cuddling you, but recently, she had found a book she was pretty interested in finishing.

of course, you weren't used to her not giving you the attention you craved. you had been quite grouchy about it, huffing like a dog to get her to focus on you. however, much to your disappointment, nothing worked. “baby, 'm almost finished, i swear.” she tried to reassure you many times.

a book ? seriously ? you were much more interesting than a damn book. you crawled on your girlfriend's lap for the sixth time in two minutes, this time finally deciding to make a move — you tugged the object off her hands. “hey...” a soft chuckle left the blonde's lips at your pouty expression. “pretty girl.”

“what's wrong, huh ?” yuki tilted her head, attempting to draw an answer from you — although she already knew what was wrong.

obviously.

without even thinking about it, your pretty pink lips parted, emitting a sound like a scoff. “y'know what's wrong,” yuki's eyes lazily settled on your manicured hands, which were slowly trailing up her strong arms, making their way up to her broad shoulders. "you're not payin' attention t'me..."

the quiet words that came from you were enough to make her coo at you. “aw, doll... 'm sorry, sweet girl, 'm jus' reading.” you shrugged at her response. “and ?”

your sassy reaction amused her. “oh, sassy, mhm ?” her hands slid to your meaty ass. “y'know how i get when 'm focused on something.” as soon as she noticed a soft frown appearing on your lovely features, she imitated you. “focus on me.” you repeated.

you were able to withdraw a sigh from your lover once you began grinding your hips into hers — subtly, teasingly. “y'know 'm so much more interesting than...” you paused, taking the time to glance at the book she had been reading. "this book."

she gave you a gentle nod, soon enough followed by a low hum. “you are.”

huh ?

if she knew you were way better than any book ever created, why wasn't she paying attention to you ? at the sight of your confused expression, she chuckled silently. “c'mere. gimme a kiss.” at the same time, her large hands slid to your small ones, intertwining your digits together.

your confusion only lasted a short span of time. with a happy smile, you leaned down and pressed your pink lips to hers. once your lips met, yuki instinctively sighed into the embrace. “i'm so sorry, sugar,” she whispered an apology against your lips. "mhm. 's okay, yuki." you murmured, slowly pulling away.

however, yuki didn't let you pull away much. her hand sneaked around the back of your neck, holding you close. “no, 's not.” she whispered firmly. “gotta apologize to my girl properly.”

once you understood the not-so-hidden meaning behind her words, your plush thighs squeezed together in a desperate search of friction.

“yuki...” her name left your lips in a sigh as she began pressing snug lil' kisses to the underside of your jaw. “yeah, 'm here, sweetheart... shh, don't worry your pretty lil' head 'bout nothing, 'kay ? jus' lemme take care of you, pretty thing.”

the tiny nod you gave her was instinctive. every time yuki touched you, you just shut your little brain off. she always handled everything on her own.

you tucked your head into the crook of her neck the moment you felt her long fingers ghosting against the thin fabric of your pink panties. a damp spot had already formed a long time ago. “already ?” your girlfriend couldn't help but speak with a condescending tone, only to soften again once you whined quietly — you didn't want to be teased, not after fighting for her attention for so long. “aw, i'm sorry, my love...”

a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “why don't you tell me 'bout your day, little one ? i wanna hear you.” with a hum, you began telling her about what you did — how you painted your nails, what color. “keep talking.” she whispered when she slid her hand into your panties, her thumb grazing your needy clit. “what color ? sorry, baby.”

“pink...” you breathed for the second time, tucking your lower lip between your pearly white teeth. “pink.” she hummed. “great choice, honey.” you shifted, trying to get comfy in your lover's arms. "mhm, thank— ngh..." you moaned when she gently pressed the pad of her middle finger against your entrance. “shh... take it, c'mon.”

at the sweet intrusion, your gummy walls tightened around the digit. “yeah... like that.” yuki slowly slid her finger back, only leaving the tip in. you mewled once she pushed it in again. “be quiet, flower.” she gently pushed your head in her neck, your teeth easily finding her skin. “bite. jus' be quiet.”

as she continued fingering you, you gently bit down on her neck when you wanted to moan. a tiny gasp escaped you when you felt a second finger sliding inside you. you tangled your hand in yuki's hair, giving it a slight tug — which earned a groan from her.

her eyes met yours. she could effortlessly recognize the look in your pretty eyes — the one you always gave her when you wanted her to fuck you.

such a vulgar thing for a dainty girl like you.

“can you handle a third finger ?” she preferred to ask, knowing you usually couldn't get past two of her digits inside you.

however, when you gave her a slow nod as a response, she bit her lip. “okay.” she felt you grip her shoulders to find a semblance of balance. “yuki...” you breathed. “i know.”

once she attempted to slide a third digit inside you, she felt you tense. “hey, 's just me, pretty girl.” she reassured you. with her free hand, she grabbed your hip to make you sit on her fingers. “slow 'n nice. just like that...”

having three fingers inside you — especially yuki's — felt new. “hn— fuck...” you murmured. "feel so full, yuki..." she laughed at you. “yeah ? bet you'd feel even fuller with my strap, mhm ?” the moment the blonde felt your tight cunnie clenching around her three fingers, she laughed. “oh ? someone's curious 'bout my strap, i guess.”

as yuki pulled away from you, leaving you feel empty — literally — you whined. “where you going...” you sighed. “stay here.” she ignored your question.

you perked up when yuki returned. “spread your legs.” you frowned. “huh ?” she laughed. “spread 'em.” you hesitantly obeyed, exposing yourself to her. yuki quickly reacted, sliding a harness on herself.

a soft gasp escaped you — and a pink blush came to decorate your full cheeks. “yuki !” she lifted her head, clueless. “huh ?”

you were in for a long night.

mommy yuki :33

[pastel-medic]

Is the like a Timebomb version of Demoknight- like Timeknight? Im genuinly curious

Sorta! They call him Bombslinger :P

He shoots "quick draws" with what I'd like to think is a smaller variant of the sticky launcher which looks more like a pistol and can shoot multiple smaller bombs (which can be tough to dodge I'd imagine)

[rizzanon]

silly little sanaerio that came to me in a dream (literally)

reader tries to sneak out to go to the park with caitlyn and adrien and gets caught by damien

to shut up damien reader takes him with them and they all go park tgt idfk

damien refuses to admit he wanted to just spend time with reader , he wasnt actually gonna snitch

when sneaking back in they all domino onto eachother (reader walks in first then stops beecause ruh roh they got caught) and damien bumps into reader, caitlyn bumps into adrien and eyeah

tgis prollh doesng make sensw idk what im on abt tyoing this half aslddp

-🍰

HELLO WHAT?? I LOVE THIS (although this exact scene won’t happen, i think it’s cute that damian is forcing reader to let him tag along so that he won’t snitch—literally younger sibling core and there will definitely be a moment or two like in this undoing fate (for the bants/fluff) lol)

reader: (quietly tries to sneak toward the back entrance of Wayne Manor, bag slung over your shoulder)

Damian: (from the shadows) And just where do you think you’re going?

reader: (startles, spinning around) Damian?! What the— What are you even doing here?

Damian: (arms crossed) The better question is: what are you doing? Sneaking out like some common criminal. Suspicious, don’t you think?

reader: I’m just going to the park to meet Caitlyn and Adrien, okay? It’s no big deal. Go back to brooding or whatever it is you do.

Damian: Tch. You’re sneaking out to meet those two? Again? Does Father even know about this?

reader: (glaring) Do you know how to mind your own business?

Damian: I could let this slide… or I could inform Father. Imagine his reaction when he hears about this little escapade of yours.

reader: You wouldn’t dare.

Damian: (raising an eyebrow) Try me.

reader: (groaning, pinches the bridge of your nose) Fine. You want to come? You can come. Just don’t ruin it for me, okay?

Damian: …..Hmph. I suppose I could accompany you. Someone has to keep you out of trouble.

reader: (mutters) Yeah, because I’m the one who causes trouble.

(You and Damian reach the park where Adrien and Caitlyn are waiting for you)

Caitlyn: Took you long enough. (gaze shifts to Damian) Oh, you brought company.

Damian: (flatly) I assure you, I did not want to be here. Someone needed to supervise you lot.

reader: (rolling eyes) Oh, please. He just didn’t want me to have fun without him.

Damian: (sharply) I don’t care about your fun. I have better things to do.

Adrien: (teasing) Sure, sure. And yet here you are.

Caitlyn: (grinning) Well, since you’re here, you might as well enjoy it. Or at least try.

Damian: (grumbling) I’m not here to enjoy anything.

[pretend you all hangout at a nearby night fun fair, and afterwards, after much begging, Adrien and Caitlyn managed to convince you to let them crash at the manor for the night]

reader: (whispering) Alright, stay quiet. No one’s around, so if we’re careful, we’re good.

Damian: (scoffing) Speak for yourself. I don’t get caught.

reader: (rolling eyes) Right, because you’re oh-so-perfect.

reader: (steps inside cautiously, but freezes mid-step as you hear someone—) Oh no—

Damian: (not realizing you stopped, walks straight into your back) Watch where you’re—

(Adrien, close behind, bumps into Damian, and Caitlyn crashes into Adrien. It’s a domino effect, leaving all four of you in a heap at the door.)

Adrien: Why do I always end up on the bottom?

Caitlyn: You’re just unlucky, I guess.

Damian: Get off me, you imbeciles!

reader: Shh! You’re gonna—

Alfred: (calmly stepping forward) I trust you all have a good explanation for this?

[All four of you collectively freeze, dread sinking in.]

Adrien: (still on the floor) …I’m just gonna stay down here.

Damian: This is entirely her fault. (points at you)

reader: Yeah, this is going to be a long night….

(i might write a full on oneshot for this lol i actually love this idea)

[youareamedarda]

AMBESSA MEDARDA

[dipperscavern]

i would have been been the worst lannister. We wouldve been at war and i would take 1 look at Robb ‘The Young Wolf’ Stark and folded

like twirling my hair around my finger being all “here’s your crown my king🥰🥰 let me know if i can do anything for you 😘”

rip to the rest of house lannister, hear me roar? nah im about to howl

-🍰

you are so real for this. id denounce house lannister by going out at night and howling at the moon

and ik you were joking but now you’re kinda giving me ideas. thoughts if you will. imagine cerseis daughter & robb meeting at winterfell…. flirty jests n just being two stupid kids with crushes on each other. imagine the only reason she doesn’t flee kings landing during the war is because she’s secretly destroying the lannisters/helping robb from the inside wait who said that

[artsy-imogen]

Can you draw more of Krobus? They're my absolute favorite shadow boi ever and I really like your artstyle of them<3

✩ of course ! I’m so happy you like how I draw the lil dude ☺️✨

✩ making new friends on the farm <3