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[e-nonsense]

“Keep your legs open doll, I’m still hungry.”

THISSS 🤭 love your writing!

the arkham knight was ruthless in every form. fighting, banter, even in bed. jason hated how attached to you he’d become, his obsession growing by the second with the way you still tried to fight back against him but melted the second he held you in his arms.

it was confusing but he took it as a good sign. the fighting was a front and the second he had you cozied up in his arms, you were his.

sure he’d technically taken you. kidnapped, whatever.

but that’s the cost of being a vigilante— no, correction, one of bruce’s vigilantes.

jason loved the way you tried to keep the worry hidden in your eyes when he came back to you bleeding one night.

most of all he loved that pretty place between your legs, saved all for him. he loved fucking it, touching it and watching your chest heave.

but most of all he loved eating you out. the bitter yet sweet taste on his tongue was something that he savoured. he enjoyed the squish of thighs around his head when things became too much for you and you started feeling overstimulated.

his hand came down on your thigh, the smack echoing in the room followed by your little cry of pain. his voice a soft growl as he pushed your thighs apart, glaring up at you from his place between your thighs.

“keep your legs open, doll.”

he licked a fat stripe up your pussy, groaning at the taste before having to pull away — much to his disappointment — to finish his sentence.

“i’m still hungry.”

[erwinsvow]

An idea popped into my head that I feel you would write very well!

Rafe x virgin!reader. They are having a pretty heavy make out sesh, he slips his hand into her pants and then she just blurts it out? Like, "I'm a virgin," and she's like terrified. But rafe doesn't mind at all.

(also, is the 🪩 taken.)

oh my goodness!! I’m obsessed with this. no it is not taken omg welcome to the club!!!!!!!!!! ty so much for requesting 😚😚😚😚

your night with rafe had gone as perfect as any night could have, dinner by the beach, watching the sun go down while you ate dessert, and then heading back to tannyhill with him for the night, like you always did.

your nights with rafe always ended the same day, crawling into bed wearing one of his big shirts and then making out until you were soaking through your panties and rafe was hard beneath you. you're sure that rafe might have guessed you're a virgin by now, from the way everything he does is so new to your body, reacting primally to every touch. the two of you fall asleep like that, and you feel tingly from your head to your toes, waiting for rafe to say something about going further.

you're sure he would. there's no doubt in your mind that he's ready to, and he's probably done this with a million girls before you-a thought that makes you want to cry, but you put that aside. you're rafe's now, and you know that giving him your virginity is part of the deal. you're not sure just when that'll be, since he has you in your panties nearly every night.

maybe it'd be tonight. when the two of you get back to his room, you head for his dresser immediately to pull out a shirt, but rafe pushes you against the door. he leans down into a deep kiss, and you let it progress, hands snaking into his hair while he holds your waist tightly, his own hands running up and down the soft material of your sundress.

it's a little uncomfortable against the door like this, but rafe eases you up immediately, your legs wrapping around him while he pins you in place. you don't mean to start moving your hips, grinding down against him, it's just instinct, chasing that toe-curling feeling that you haven't been able to feel with rafe yet. his hands snake further down to the hem of your dress, and then slide underneath the material to the smooth skin of your legs.

rafe's hands keep traveling, gripping your thighs while he keeps you locked in a kiss that has you feeling dizzy, would have your knees weak if he wasn't holding you up. his tongue pokes into your mouth, and you moan around it, not even wanting to pull away to breathe.

you have to, though. rafe's hands are at the waistband of your panties, and just as he starts to grope, finding where he can yank them down so he can finally do what he wants to you, you pull away, hands resting flat on his chest.

he likes you like this--hair disheveled, lips red and swollen, the strap of your dress hanging off your shoulder. he leans in, pressing a kiss to your shoulder and then your collar, then up your neck.

"rafe," you whine, but it's easy to let him keep going. "we should stop-"

his eyes dart up to meet yours, pulling his face away from your neck.

"why would i do that, hm?" he kisses you again, but you turn your head away. "finally got you where i want you."

"i-well, i'm a virgin, rafe." it falls out of your mouth, even though you've spent countless hours thinking about the best way to tell him. you've thought everything through, how to say it, how to reply based on his response, how to deal with the embarrassment you're sure to feel.

"yeah?" he questions, pulling away to look at you in the eyes. still pushed against the wall, you can feel his hard dick pressed against you. the two of you don't move an inch, besides for the nodding of your head to answer his question.

"so, no one else has ever touched you where m'touching you?"

you shake your head.

"and no one's ever seen you like this?"

you shake again, feeling your eyes get watery.

"i'm sorry-"

"why're you saying sorry? told you to stop doin' that."

"because... because it's embarrassing."

"says who? hm?"

"says everyone. right?"

"no, kid. not me. you want me to stop?" your body melts into his grip. you shake your head again. "good girl. c'mon, get on the bed. not taking your virginity against this door."

[nateezfics]

Can you writea soft, fluffy smut with softdom! San? Like he's being very slow and careful and loving with a lot of praise???

❝ softly and sweetly ❞

: ̗̀➛ intimacy is still new between you and san, and he’s more than willing to be as sweet and patient as you need him to be. 2.9k words.

: ̗̀➛ choi san; boyfriend!san. softy!san. afab!reader. established relationship. fluff. smut.

: ̗̀➛ warnings: minors do not interact! explicit sexual content. unprotected sex. soft sex. not first time sex but still one of the first few times if that makes sense. groping//drying humpimg. oral (f receiving). body worship. breast play. lots of ooey gooey praise that might make your teeth rot. pet names (baby). dirty//sexual language. soft dom!san. sub!reader. intentional lower case and small font.

“this…this is okay, yeah?”

the words were spoken into your skin as san nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. he hovered over you, broad shoulders covering your frame completely, and his body heat permeating into you. his strong hands were lodged on your hips, kneading at the suppleness of your curves there and he desperately wanted to let them continue their pursuit of you, but he needed to make sure you were alright.

your mind was already growing foggy under his touch. your palms were flat against his biceps, and you felt the muscles underneath flex as he busied his hands at your hips. he touched you not with uncertainty, but a carefulness like you were a porcelain doll that might crack if not handled just right. these intimate moments were still new, unfamiliar for the two of you. you’d only just progressed your relationship to a physical one, and san was more than adamant to keep your comfort top priority. you kissed the shell of his ear. “yes, san. it’s okay. more than okay. you can…you can keep going.”

san sighed. out of relief? desire? maybe both, you weren’t sure, but his hands then dipped under the hem of your t-shirt and a million little goosebumps erupted across your skin. his lips pressed into your nape to place a sweet kiss, and then again, and then one more until he was littering your neck with kisses while his hands rose upward. “you feel so good under my touch, baby. so soft.” you were so pliable for him, so reactive, back bowing off the sheets when his finger tips grazed your pebbled nipples.

“touch me more,” you whined, breathless even just from his featherlight caresses. your face turned into him and allowed your whimpers to flood right into his ear. “please.”

“of course,” san cooed. another kiss to your neck. “whatever my baby wants.” he got a good grip on your tits, fondling the soft flesh and eliciting the sweetest of moans from your pretty lips. encouraged by your response, san kept pushing and tugging at them, thumb and pointer fingers pinching your nipples every so often. you were a symphony of sighs and whines, absolute music to his ears. he lifted his head from the warmth of your neck to watch you, smiling when you looked up at him with those darling eyes of yours, already glazed over with desire. “hmm, maybe we should take this,” he pushes at your shirt, “off of you, yeah?”

you nodded much too quickly, so eagerly it made the man above you let out a chuckle. you let him remove the t-shirt from you and he threw it somewhere over the bed. you didn’t care where it landed. exposed to his awaiting gaze, your cheeks grew warm. he grinned and leaned down to kiss the apple of your cheek.

“so beautiful.” san kissed your other cheek before busying his hands with your chest again. there was adoration in his eyes, in his voice. you didn’t even have a moment to feel insecure, not when he looked at you like this. like you were the prettiest thing alive. “how do you feel, baby? okay?”

“yes,” you answered, hands squeezing his arms in assurance. affection swelled in your chest. san was so careful, seeking your approval after everything he did; you felt loved, cherished.

san sat up enough to watch his larger hands engulf your breasts. “such pretty tits. so perfect.” desire was pooling in the pit of your stomach, and that familiar heat ignited between your thighs. you were already wound up to such an extent and he hadn’t even moved on from your chest yet. you needed him desperately. as if he heard you, san swooped down to trap a nipple between his lips, suckling and kissing the bud. his other hand showed affection to the other one, pinching and pulling.

you cried out, arching into his face and pressing you further against him. he showered your breasts with attention until the desire you felt in the pit of your tummy ignited and spread to the rest of your body. like it had a mind of its own your body moved, your hips rutting upward to relieve some of the tension you now felt throbbing between your thighs. the press of his clothed erection awaited you, and at the grind of you against him, san groaned against your skin.

“fuck, baby.” san groaned again, releasing your nipple with a pop! he cast his eyes upwards to you to witness the pure look of desire on your face. and then you rolled your hips again, and the prettiest little pout formed on your lips when the friction wasn’t giving you what you needed. san smiled. “here, let me help you.” he left your chest to sit up tall, hands sliding down your waist to your hips. he pulled you against him just as he rutted into you, digging his erection so perfectly into your pussy it had you sighing wantonly. he did it again, and then again, helping you grind yourself on his erection, alleviating a modicum of the pent up pressure.

“san, need you. need you in me.” you were desperate. your core clenched around nothing, a stark reminder of how absolutely empty you were.

san laughed softly, breathlessly, worked up just from the sight of you so needy. “i know, baby. i know. but patience, okay? i will take care of you. promise.” he dipped down and placed a constellation of kisses between the valley of your breasts and continued lower and lower still until he reached the hem line of your sweats. he shimmied his body down the bed to comfortably lay on his front between your legs. he tugged at your pants, but paused to cast you a look. “can i take these off?

you nodded and whined, but gasped a moment later when the cool air met your skin as your pants were pulled down your legs. now left only in your panties, practically bare before him. the fabric of your panties were now sheer from the way it stuck to your wet sex, and san was quick to voice his fondness of the sight.

“look at you. so pretty and wet for me already.” a single thumb pressed into the wet spot and you mewled at the small contact. he rubbed your clit delicately over the drenched fabric of your panties until you were squirming, body wordlessly begging him for more, more, more! he settled himself between your thighs, resting them over his shoulders before diving his face into your pussy. he placed open mouthed kisses to your clit over your underwear and oh, the sounds you made. the prettiest, sweetest, most darling moans poured from your lips as he kissed your needy sex. your voice, so lascivious yet delicate, resounded in the air and entered his ears before shooting into his bloodstream and rushing right to his cock.

“san…” you were so precious calling out to him.

“yes, baby? what do you need?” he already knew. another kiss to your covered clit. your panties were soaked completely through.

“take my panties off,” you pleaded. “wanna feel your mouth on me without anything in the way.”

san loved how you expressed what you wanted, what you needed. you were so perfect to him. you could’ve done anything and he would’ve thought it the most astounding thing. he tugged at your, now completely soiled, panties until they were off your body, your glistening and delectable pussy now on full display for his viewing — and tasting — pleasure. he groaned as he brought his face closer, inhaling the scent of your arousal and feeling the way his cock strained between his body and the mattress. “such a pretty pussy. you are the most beautiful little thing i’ve ever seen. you know that?”

it was a rhetorical question. not that you could’ve answered anyway when his lips wrapped around your erected clit and sucked, rendering you absolutely speechless above him. your thighs jolted but he was quick to keep them steady on his shoulders. he made out with your pussy slowly, reverently, lovingly. like he was going to take all the time in the world savoring the sweetness of your arousal. and he could have, would’ve been perfectly find to bide his time between your legs until he reached his final moments.

“so sweet,” san sucked your clit. “so perfect.” he sucked and kissed and licked your pearl until you were dissolving into a mess above him. only then did he make his descent to your hole, still clenching and fluttering with a need for attention. he pushed the wet muscle through your folds to lap at your inner walls. he had to keep you in place, your body reacting in earnest to his actions. he tongue fucked you so tentatively until he worked up a steady rhythm, mindful of his nose and how it was perfectly placed to bump your clit so perfectly you saw stars swirling in your vision.

it was so much, yet just enough. overwhelming but you did not want him to stop. you were dangerously close to your peak, san’s mouth working diligently to push you over the edge. “hah! s’close, san! gonna cum!” you were pulling at his hair now as the coil in your belly became almost unbearably tight.

“oh, you’re so perfect,” san drawled. “let go for me, baby. cum on my face. wanna taste every last drop of you.” with his encouraging words and continuous pursuit against your pussy, the coil snapped and you fell into euphoria. your orgasm swept over you, all consuming and powerful. every last nerve was alive, your blood feeling like it had been replaced with fire. san let you ride out every last second of your high on his face, and true to his word, he tasted every last drop until his chin was covered in your essence and his own saliva.

you heaved in and out, thighs shaking and mind reeling from the high. you almost missed the way san began to kiss up your tummy and your chest. when he reached your face, he planted a slow, languid kiss against your lips, allowing you to taste yourself. to taste the evidence of how good he made you feel. your hands found purchase in his hair, inevitably pulling his body closer to yours.

“did that feel good?” it was more than obvious, what with your taste lingering on his tongue and your arousal on his chin. and the way you shook beneath him. he just adored to hear you say aloud how good he made you feel; he felt proud to know that he was learning your body well enough to give you every bit of pleasure you deserved.

“yes.” you kissed him again. “so good, san.” and yet, you couldn’t ignore the empty ache that remained between your legs. despite having just cum, you still needed more. you needed his cock in you, all of it. your lips stayed glued to his while your hand snuck all the way down to his erection; you palmed him through his sweats and the man above you purred appreciatively, rutting into your hand.

“is that what you want, huh?” san grinned into your mouth. “does my pretty baby want to be full of me?”

“need you in me,” you parroted your words from earlier. they still rang true. you were desperate for him and you needed to get his clothes off of him immediately.

“you’re so cute.” he kissed your forehead before he put some distance between you to remove his clothing. you waited on baited breath as more skin became available to you; his shirt and pants joined your clothing on the bedroom floor. his cock strained against his underwear, and you reached out to smooth your hand over it. he closed his eyes and inhaled. “you could undo me with just your touch, you know.”

you smiled and tugged at his underwear to free his cock from its confines. he was so hard, cock engorged and tip red and leaking. you couldn’t help the urge to wrap your hand around him, feeling the heavy weight of him in your grasp. “san…”

“yeah, baby?”

“fuck me. please.”

san smiled. warm. promising. full of love. “with pleasure.” he leaned over to give you a sweet kiss while his hips sunk between your thighs. you spread them wide to allow him room, settling them over his narrow hips. he wrapped a fist around his shaft to line himself up to your hole, but before pressing forward, his eyes met yours. “tell me if you’re uncomfortable. okay?”

you nodded, bottom lip between your teeth as you focused on the press of his cockhead against where you needed him most.

“baby. i need to hear you say it.”

you swallowed. “okay, san.”

“that’s my good baby.” he pushed himself in, only a smidge, but even just the small press forward and your cunt was already sucking him in with a desperate desire to be filled. he chuckled. “so eager for me, but we’re gonna take it slow.”

you mewled at that first stretch as his tip slipped passed your folds, hole enlarging to welcome him in. san was watching you intently as he slowly and carefully fed you inch after inch. he was moving so slow; you had half a mind to just yank his hips forward to take him all in at once, but decided against it. san was a lot to take in, and your little pussy was still getting used to him, still trying to memorize the feel of every last detail of his cock. and this fact was proven now as he pushed another inch passed the tight ring of your walls, your back arching as you moaned into the air at the stretch.

“still doing okay?” san’s voice was low, thick with arousal but full of concern for you. the last thing he wanted was to hurt you, and your pussy was so tight. such a tight fit, and as he slid in slowly he couldn’t help but think of your first time, the first time he spread you apart on his cock. it almost felt like he wasn’t going to fit, but you took him in so well, so perfectly. he could never forget that first hug of your walls around him.

“y-yeah.” you managed to respond despite your mind shutting down with each inch that sunk into your heat. you smiled up at him for added measure, to reassure him that you felt fine, more than fine. you felt full and wonderful and loved.

san was sheathed all the way in at last. you both sighed out in delight. you were so warm and wet and tight around him. his hands soothed over your hips as he remained motionless, allowing you to adjust to the entirety of him. “let me know when i can move.”

“move now. please.” your hands clambered at his shoulders.

san laughed, leaning in to steal a kiss after growing overwhelmed with affection. “you sure?”

“yes, yes!”

his hips drew back slow, achingly slow, before sinking back into you in full. he groaned, you cried. it was pure bliss and he was quick to do it again, and then again, and then again until he set a deep, steady rhythm. he was gentle, of course, but his cock was reaching into your depths with such precision you felt like you were losing your grip on reality.

“s’good, san! s’good!” he filled you so good it was maddening. he was hitting spots inside you you didn’t even know existed. he was already memorizing your body so perfectly.

“my perfect baby, so good for me. taking me so good. ah, just like that, baby.” your pussy was turning him into a mess; neither of you were fairing well at the moment. an absolute depiction of undoing. “love you. so much! so, so much.”

you were close, your body shaking and writhing and bouncing with every slap of his hips against you. it was almost effortless for him to hit the perfect spot and now you were spiraling into pleasure with reckless abandon. “mmh, gonna cum!”

“close, baby? hah, me too.” san didn’t dare mess up the rhythm, not when you were so close to falling apart. his dick throbbed with need for release, but he willed himself to wait for you. “gonna cum for me like the good little baby you are?”

“yes!”

a thumb pressed to your clit in tandem with his thrusts and oh. oh. you broke apart so easily for him, crying and trembling under his frame while he confined to fuck into you, making you feel every last earth shattering bit of your orgasm. his name resounded in the air as you came and you held onto him tightly, undoubtedly spurring him on to his own end.

“shit, baby. ‘m gonna cum. where do you want me?”

you sighed out. “in me. please!”

san wasn’t one to deny you of anything; he gave in to your wish and came undone inside your heat, spilling his white cum into your welcoming walls. he offered a few more shallow thrusts until you both were sated, and collapsed onto you in a sweaty heap. his arms circled your waist and his face nuzzled your neck sweetly. “fuck. have i told you i love you?”

your hands were lazily scratching his back as you tried to level your breathing. “maybe once or twice.”

“well, i definitely do. i love you. my perfect baby.”

“i love you, too.”

notes from nat: thanks for the request, anon! sorry it took so long for me to complete it tho :( also,, this is the first time in a while i’ve written soooooo apologies if this is garbage ahshsh

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[junkissed]

for 1k.. mtl likely to completely melt when u go into subspace and say "thank you" after your orgasm? 💤

member — svt ot13 x gn reader  genre — mtl, fluff (18+) word count — 1.3k (each member has a paragraph) warnings — subspace (reader), just aftercare but there’s allusions to having sex (not explicitly described), implied that svt are dom/reader is a sub, all are gn except shua's uses “good girl” as a nickname notes — requested by @junhuisms for my 🐈 1k event — this has been in my inbox forever i'm sorry nhdnsjs. honestly i feel like all of them would melt but in slightly different ways so i did a little blurb for each. i hope you enjoy! <3

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1 - seungcheol

this man is the biggest simp on the entire planet and he would be so so good at taking care of you. i think it’s about 50/50 the amount of time he spends as a hard dom and a soft dom, but regardless of what activities you get up to he is the best at making sure you always feel good. he would melt the hardest on the nights he’s been a little meaner and a little rougher, because how can you be so sexy and so adorable at the same time, especially after you just came four times from his mouth alone? it boosts his ego so much not only that you trust him with all of yourself, but that you love him enough to say thank you afterwards? his day is made. his week is made. his whole year is made.

2 - seungkwan

he is absolutely obsessed with you. his reactions are always big whenever he's around you because he's so in love with you; you could be doing the most mundane thing in the world and he'd react like you just saved a burning building full of orphans and solved world hunger. he’ll melt over literally anything you do, but especially when you get that dopey smile on your face after you cum because your pleasure is his pleasure so your reactions only make him melt even more. he gets so caught up in how cute you are, he’d probably end up falling asleep with you tucked in his arms and forget to clean up.

3 - joshua

he thinks you’re just so adorable. most of the time he enjoys a little pushback when he’s fucking you; being a brat tamer is what gets him off, so he’s always making you beg him to let you cum. but he can never tease you for very long, especially on the times when you decide to be well behaved, so of course he has to reward you for being such a good girl for him. he lives on giving and receiving praise so he’d be thanking you too for letting him take care of you like this.

4 - mingyu

he completely melts. literally reduced to a puddle on the floor or the bed. he would get the biggest puppy eyes and be so pouty because he’s so whipped and he believes you shouldn’t ever have to do any work. he’s the one who needs to be thanking you, actually, because he's so honored that someone as beautiful and perfect as you decided to choose him of all people. he will give you anything and everything you could ever need because he doesn't want you to have a single care in the world, especially when you're being so sweet clinging to his arms. he may not be perfect but he's going to try his damn hardest to make sure he truly earns your thankfulness.

5 - jun

he’d start smiling and giggling, and he wouldn’t stop until you came back out of subspace. he would also get super clingy and hold you close to his chest and stroke your hair and grin uncontrollably. he’d give you the sweetest “you’re welcome” you’ve ever heard and just keep praising you for being so darn cute. he is the snuggliest boy and his aftercare would be the softest and best part of the whole experience.

6 - hoshi

everything about him is intense, especially when you’re in subspace. he fucks you hard and loves you even harder, so when you thank him after your orgasm it would make him so happy and he’d love you even more than before (if that’s even possible). he thinks your reactions are the cutest thing in the world and once you come out of that headspace he’d be begging for another round just so he can see you like that again.

7 - jeonghan

he’d mostly be cocky and proud of himself for making you feel so good, but deep down he'd be so giddy about your reaction. he doesn’t always explicitly say it or show it, but you’re so precious to him and all he really wants is for you to be satisfied and happy. he would absolutely tease you later about thanking him, but inside he’d be blushing and hoping it’s something that’ll become a habit of yours. he’s a fiend for praise and would want to get you there all the time.

8 - seokmin

he has hearts and stars in his eyes for you on a normal day, so it’d only increase when you’re in subspace. he’d get all blushy and embarrassed and tell you not to worry about it because it’s his job to make you feel good, so there’s no need to thank him. he’d wrap you up in blankets if you’re too cold and he’d put a cool washcloth on your forehead if you’re too hot and he’d coo over you with the purest little smile on his face.

9 - minghao

he gets so soft and he would be so gentle with you. even if he'd been a hard dom earlier, he'll flip on a dime as soon as he notices you in subspace. the responsible dom in him comes out and he tries not to dwell on how cute you look because instead he's busy making sure you’re feeling comfortable and safe and loved, bringing you water and helping you calm down. he’d melt at your reaction, but in more of a protective way because he’s not gonna let anything happen to his baby. 

10 - wonwoo

he wouldn’t not be into it exactly, but he wouldn’t have as much of a big reaction as the other members. he’d mostly be proud of himself for being able to satisfy you so well, and he’d be ready to give you whatever else you asked for or what you needed. he knows what his job is and he does it well. he smiles when he thinks you're not looking or when you aren't paying attention and the sight of you makes him feel warm inside.

11 - woozi

he wouldn't melt so much as he would just be fond of you. he’d smile at you, let you rest on his lap and play with your hair until you come back to him. he's usually quiet, not making a lot of noise unless you ask him to, but when you tell him “thank you” he'll hum and blush a little to let you know he's listening and that he appreciates you.

12 - chan

he would love it when you go into your subspace, but at the same time i think he would get a little panicky. it’s a lot of responsibility to take care of you when you’re so vulnerable, and he would be so focused on that that he’d forget to think about his own feelings. he would still adore you and how cute you are, but it would be more at the back of his mind.

13 - vernon

quite honestly i don't think he'd even notice when you're in subspace. looking back later he might realize you were suddenly acting a little calmer and a little clingier, but he wouldn't treat you any differently than he normally does. he loves you and thinks you're cute all the time, why would he be any different now? he's just happy to be along for the ride, but he won't deny it feels good to be thanked, even if he thinks he hasn't really done much.

least

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🐦 (i have been eating up all the little quinn & sarah crumbs today so naturally i had to chime in with an emoji)

🐦 a romantic quote (can be sweet or sad or sexy, or just your favorite interaction between them!)

“Maybe I’ll have to corner you under the mistletoe,” he teased.

“I thought you hated mistletoe,” she said, rolling her eyes. He'd been mildly horrified when he found she'd hung a sprig of it in the doorway between the front hall and the living room.

“I don’t know that I’d hate it with you,” he said, voice soft as he caressed her hips again. “I hated when people would try to corral me under it with some girl they wanted me to date,” he explained. “If it means I get to kiss you, I’m going to take advantage every time I can.”

The very reality that this was his life dawned on him as she giggled. He was so struck by her. By her being here. His life from a year ago had been turned totally upside down. All in good ways, but it was still startling to glance back at how lonely he was last Christmas in comparison to the joy, love, and contentment he felt this year.

[rosesbxrry]

Hi,can you do a hyung reaction when someone walks in during you and them are doing something?<3

Hi! Hope you enjoy it! I didn’t expect it to be this long so my apologies 😭 (it went beyond then just a reaction at this point)

also I use other members instead of just random people lmao

hard hours!

Heeseung

Jake, Heeseung and you decided to have a movie night at the living room with the lights off. The noise from the tv was white noise to you, feeling Heeseung’s fingers rubbing your clothed pussy under the blanket on your lap. Jake stayed oblivious with the way you’re trying to hold your moan when Heeseung shove two fingers into your hole, a thumb pressing on your clit playfully.

Jake announces abruptly that he was gonna take some more popcorn and the second Jake left to the kitchen, Heeseung drags you with him into the bathroom sink, pulling your shorts down before fucking you with his already hard cock. He clamp your mouth with one hand while the other was groping your tits underneath your shirt. You push back on his thrust, feeling the slap of his balls against your thigh.

“Hyung, I’m about to start the movie. Are you okay? You keep making noises like you’re in pain.”

You both freeze in your position, obviously panicking that Jake was at the other side of the door. “Also, I’ve been searching for (name) the whole time but—….ohh.”

The embarrassment in the air was evident. Heeseung close his eyes in realisation that Jake had put the puzzles together, if not, he wouldn’t have let out a hurried apology behind the closed door before leaving. The worst part wasn’t reaching the high you wanted, it was facing Jake’s red face once you both exited the bathroom.

Jay

Jay is usually very careful when it comes to spending intimate time with you. He’ll make sure that his roommates are out the house whether it be them going back to their parent’s place or hanging out long enough that they wouldn’t be back until late in the morning. But this time it was different, Jay invited you to his bedroom to chill out after a day in the amusement park.

You complain about you muscle hurting, prompting him to tell you to lay on your tummy to massage the knot. The sound of you moaning for him to go harder escalated, and now he was fingering in and out of your wet pussy.

“Fucckk, right there Jay—“ You whined when he slap your ass, feeling the sting slowly turning into pleasure. You shove your face into the pillow, the weight of him straddling on your waist push you further into his mattress.

The sound of his bedroom door opening startled Jay. “Hey, Jay, I wanna borrow your— what the fuck—“

Jay immediately covers your lower half with a blanket, kicking the door close with his legs so hard it rattled. Sunghoon’s shrieking can be heard from outside, causing Jay to massage his temples out of anger for his carelessness while you stayed burrowed on the pillow out of embarrassment.

“Have you ever heard of knocking!” Jay yells.

“Have you ever heard of locking the door? Oh god I’m gonna cleanse my eyes with holy water.”

Jake

Jake had put the both of you in so many sticky situation that it wasn’t a big surprise when he suggested to fuck at an empty dance room. He reassured you many times that almost no one uses it at this time, not even bothering to lock the doors.

So now you’re perched against the walls of mirror, ass out as he piston his hips in and out of your entrance, moaning loudly against your ear. His hands busied themselves by playing with your nipples, watching his fingers pinch them through the mirror.

“Eyes on me, baby girl.” You made eye contact with him through the mirror, eyes threatening to close when he moves a hand down to stroke your sensitive clit. It’s singlehandedly the hottest thing you’ve ever witnessed— until you saw Heeseung standing at the door, obviously shock by what he saw.

“Jake!” You yelled, grabbing his hands for his attention. Jake thought you were close to coming before making eye contact with the older male at the door and his eyes doubled in size, pulling you behind him to hide your naked body.

The older male immediately bang the door close, hearing him telling the other members that the room was occupied. You’ve never want to sink into a hole so badly, and Jake noticed your dilemma, however he himself doesn’t how to face Heeseung later on.

It would totally put him off on fucking you in public places for now on.

Sunghoon

Sunghoon was surprised to see you at the kitchen of his dorm, the early morning still making him sleepy. Once he recognised you washing the dirty dishes by the sink, he says your name thinking he was still dreaming.

“Hey,” You called out to him. “Good morning, sleepy head.”

Sunghoon hugs you from behind, his bangs tickling your neck when he snuggles his nose close to your nape. “How did you get in?” He asked curiously, thinking how cute you look with the pink apron around your body.

“I broke in.” You joked, causing him to snort. “Jay opened the door for me, he was the only one awake this early.”

Sunghoon seems uninterested in your story, leaving kisses on your neck that warmed the skin he touch with his lips. You gasp when he rub his bulge against your ass, morning wood making him crave to feel you even more. You reach back to cup his balls and massage them gently, the friction of his thin sweatpants feels like heaven to him.

“Can you suck me off?” He moans, bringing your waist closer to his hips.

“Please, for the sake of god, don’t.”

The both of you immediately realise another voice in the room, jumping away to break the tight embrace. Sunghoon turns around to see Jay leaning against the entrance of the kitchen with a disguised face, groaning in agony at the interruption.

“Fuck off, Jay. ”

[fraternum-momentum]

im actually crying these r all so cute it rlly made my week better,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, thamk u all so muhc

[ode2cheol]

Hiii, I think these days I've been thinking about how jeonghan would react to you being an actress, specifically if you acted as ghostface in scream 6

🙌

mf would be giggling and kicking his feet thinking u looked saur sexy 😭

↺ 0.3k words, fluff, f!actress!reader also i’m ngl I’ve never seen scream so i’m getting the info about overall plot points from a 30 second scan of the wiki page 😞☝🏼

You looked over at Jeonghan, giggling to yourself at how engrossed in the movie playing on the screen.

You’d finished the shooting for the movie ‘Scream’ and your director, Mingyu, sent you a copy of the final product, allowing you to see it before the official premiere.

Your boyfriend was always a fan of the series of movies and was probably more excited than you when you landed the part, constantly asking you to give him as many sneak peaks as you could.

His eyes were currently transfixed on the scene, moments before where you knew the huge plot twist would be.

You watched as his eyes grew wide seeing your character be the one behind the ‘Ghostface’ mask, his head whipping around immediately and you laughed at how his mouth fell open.

You didn’t give him too many details of what your character did in the movie, wanting him to properly enjoy it when he sees it, and it looked like he was pleased with the surprising turn of events.

After about another half an hour, the credits started to role and you quickly shot a text to your director, telling him he did a great job before your boyfriend stole your attention.

“You were Ghostface?” He asked hysterically, a ghost of a smile on him. “That’s so cool, I don’t know how I’m not going to end up telling any of the guys”

You giggled, knowing he wouldn’t really spill the plot to any of his friends. “You liked it?”

“Liked it? You were great!” Jeonghan laughed, “you were easily the prettiest Ghostface”

You laughed again at his ridiculous comments, settling your head on his shoulder while you looked for a different movie to watch.

“They’re better than me I would’ve folded the minute you took the mask off” Jeonghan told you suddenly.

You looked at him again, amused glint in your eye, “let’s just be glad you’re not a character in that movie babe”

[hanjsquokka]

i've been meaning to send this to you since i first saw it fr 🤭

https://x.com/hansoftbot/status/1867961176002584827?t=ml4OZKCVzuzNYbZwhdGANQ&s=19

(sending it like this bc tumblr hates me and loves to eat my links)

( link )

DENI

i go back to this every day (my new religion fr 🙂‍↕️)

[ccfever]

Ppl are so weird about caitlin and anyone she’s seen with, i hate how so much stuff leaves fandom spaces

right. you now what, this is something interesting to me. things leaving fandom spaces is the main problem here. since caitlin is young and in social media, it’s easy for her to encounter things she probably shouldn’t encounter. i feel like as a fandom, only within the fandom, there’s nothing wrong with saying “omg look at her she acted so gay during this clip” if you’re just talking about it among fans. but when that leaves the fandom and she sees it, she’s a real human being who doesn’t deserve to have her every move analyzed for her to see or think about.

i’m gonna be honest with you, i’ve participated in a lot of this, especially on twitter. sometimes i just tweet things without thinking about it too much, just a comment, a remark. because never in my life do i expect her to see it.

but it’s such a complicated moral tightrope to walk on lol. i don’t claim to have all the answers or to always be right.

like, i know twitter people make fun of tumblr and the users all the time, but it’s good that we keep the crazy on here. i doubt caitlin surfs her tag or keeps up with this app. so she’d have to actively seek this out to find it, which would be on her, i hope she never does lmao. that means stuff here gets kept here and that’s the way it should be.

it’s just the way celebrity has worked for years now, and caitlin won’t be the first famous person to have a huge fandom and also be online. let’s just make sure not to take things too close to her, stay away from her as much as possible basically is my motto lmao. but that’s just me!

[spookbooo]

Hhey hey hey heyyyy

You're

Gay.

I love you.

:]

Everyone look at my partner being gay 👁️

[e-nonsense]

“Gonna fill you up, till you’re round with my baby.”

This prompt for Dick having baby fever with his fem!reader after seeing her taking good care of Damian (giving him praises and cookies for example).

Please and thank you!

pairing. dick grayson x reader

warning. smut

a/n. here you go anon

prompts used. “gonna fill you up, till you’re round with my baby.”

seeing you with damian was normal. the young boy saw you and dick as his paternal figures not that he’d admit it. but to see you doting over the boy. he’d ‘ran’ away from home — you’d already called bruce to tell him where damian is — and to your shared apartment.

first it started with the way you worried when he showed up at your door, a bag swung over his shoulder and his scowl set on his face.

“damian?” you stared down at the boy confused, looking around the hall way where all the other flats and the elevator could be seen.

“what’s wrong? are you okay?” your confusion switched to worry almost immediately when the boy hugged you, your arms moving around him to hug him back, gently rubbing his head.

“can i stay with you and grayson?” he mumbled.

“babe? who’s at the door—” dick’s voice trailed off when he saw damian holding onto you for dear life.

“what happened?” dick asks, the worry in his eyes matching yours.

“he needs to stay over tonight,” you murmur, glancing at dick with those puppy eyes of yours that he can’t say no to. he wanted to protest, remind you that tonight is his night off and date night but his heart flutters at the way damian clings to you like a boy would to his mother.

he doesn’t have the heart to say no, merely nodding. “sure baby, he can have the spare room.”

the next time he feels that same flutter of undistinguishable wanting is when you’re making damian late dinner for him, seeing as its midnight and you and dick were planning on a little fun tonight.

the way damian sits at the dining table, finishing his homework — because even if he’s staying here and his school is in gotham he’s still gotta keep up with school — and the way you make something quick that alfred taught you to make before sending damian off to bed.

he’s all over you after that, kissing at your neck, hands slipping under your shirt, you giggle before reminding him that his little brother is in the apartment so fun time is going to have to wait.

so he waits, a week before damian finally leaves, not that dick minds having his little brother around — lies. he does mind, he minds a lot, especially when your attention is being stolen from him.

but even that didn’t stop the way his heart fluttered with every moment you doted over like a mother would, and that’s when it clicked in his mind. he wanted a baby with you.

that’s how you got here. a week later after you’d dropped damian back to the manor, and when you came home you were talking to him about how you were concerned about damian overworking on patrols but he couldn’t hear a word over the hunger buzzing in his ears.

“mhm,” he hummed, head pressed into your neck as you rambled on. “baby, baby shhhh. lets forget about them for minute.”

“dick?” you mutter confused, his hands pressing warmly against your tummy.

“yes baby?” he asks.

“what’re you doing?” you ask.

“touching you, why? am i not allowed to touch my girl?” he replies, moving you towards the bedroom. “my pretty girl, yknow that?”

you hum in response, not sure what had come over him as he gently nudges you back onto the mattress to lay down. “i was thinking, honey. about you and me… and a little someone else.”

you catch the way his eyes drop to your stomach, his pupils blown out so much that his pretty blue eyes look different. “and who’s that?” you ask, urging him on.

“our baby.”

now that does surprise you, you and dick have never talked about having kids together, you’ve barely even talked about marriage but you know enough that he seems to like the idea of both those scenarios.

“our baby?” you question and he nods, a wide smile setting on his lips as he stares down at you hungrily.

“you’d look so pretty, honey. all round and full, full of me, of us. i’d take such good care of you too.”

your cheeks flush at the way he stares at you and the way the compliments leave his lips, like pure honey.

it doesn’t take much longer till you’re both completely bare, with you all spread out under him all fucked out as he ruts against you from behind.

he wasn’t shy with his noises, whining into your ear and groaning too. whispering praises that make you purr. “aw, look at you baby, all fucked and pretty for me to use. you want me to fill you up that bad huh?”

you nod eagerly, stomach fluttering as you spasm around him, face pressed into the pillows to bury your moaning, back arched so prettily it makes him want to never stop.

“good girl, my good girl. you like the sound of being a mommy huh?” he coos, fucking into you with no mercy, mind set of giving you a baby. a part of the two of you to love.

“that’s good ‘cause i’m gonna fill you up, till you’re round with my baby.”

© e-nonsense. do no copy/steal/translate. do it and I’ll bite your toes off

[nateezfics]

Hey, for the dialog prompts can you do 9 and 34 with san? I sent another ask with 4 prompts by mistake, please ignore it :)

9 — “you should probably hold on to something.”

34 — “oh, yeah? you like it when i do that, baby?”

“you should probably hold on to something,” san recommended while his hands hiked up your dress. he used the length of his body to press you further into the wall.

your legs reflexively tightened around his waist, and with nothing else to grab into, you circled your arms around his neck securely, bringing him closer still.

he laughed at your embrace. “that works.”

you rolled your hips right into his clothed erection. the both of you groaned at the action. “just get inside of me already, will you?”

“so impatient,” san teased, but still he worked to free his cock from his pants. once it was freed it stood rigid between your thighs, making you shudder in excitement. he moved your panties to the side and aligned himself at your entrance, rubbing his cock head into your slit playfully. “you’re gonna let me fuck you right here against the wall, yeah? can’t even wait for me to get you to our bed.”

you nodded eagerly, mouth open as just the feeling of his cock against you had you already breathless. your head fell back against the wall when he entered you in one push. “mmh, san!”

san quickly found a rhythm, pressing his hips forward and back in smooth glides. his mouth was on your jaw while his hands gripped your hips. you bounced with every thrust, your arms around his neck tightening when you started to slip. san pulled your lower half to force himself deeper, and you erupted into a chorus of cries.

“oh!”

san snickered. “oh yeah? you like it when i do that, baby?” he repeated the action, and again, and then once more. “it’s not gonna be long until you fall apart, yeah? you’re so needy for me, baby. all for my cock.”

[junkissed]

hi june :] i've been thinking about it, who do u think from svt would be most likely to wanna hold ur hand during sex? 💤

hi beloved 💤!! this made me squeal and giggle and kick my feet this is such a me ask so ofc i had to talk about my thoughts!! hope you enjoy :)

member | svt ot13 x afab reader genre | mtl, smut, fluff (each member has a little paragraph) word count | ~950 warnings | descriptions of female anatomy, mentions of bondage, soft sex & rough sex

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1 - jun

i’m definitely not biased at all but i think he loves holding hands like anywhere 24/7 at home, walking in public, in the car, and especially during sex. it’s as natural to him as breathing. if he doesn’t have your hand to hold, then is life even worth living at that point. he especially loves it when you offer your hand to him before he even has to ask, and he’ll take it and hold your hands together beside your head and kiss you over and over again until you can barely think any thoughts other than how good he feels thrusting into you and how warm and soft his hands feel in yours

2 - seokmin

the dk stands for dude kisser but here is a little known fact it also stands for d-hand k-holder. he is the clingiest man on the planet and we know this because he anytime you turn around he’s hugging the nearest person as hard as he possibly can so he would totally be the same way during sex. he’d hold onto your arms, your wrists, your hands, anything he could reach but tangling his fingers with yours would be so grounding for him and honestly it would give him a head rush from the closeness with you

3 - hoshi

i think he actually really likes holding hands but he’s always too busy horanghae-ing with them. kidding i actually feel like he would be a lot higher on the list than you might think because he’s a clingy boy and he needs to be touching every inch of your skin at all times or he might short-circuit

4 - joshua

he would say the reason he likes holding hands is because he’s a gentleman and he’s being romantic blah blah, but the real reason is that he has a raging size kink (me too), particularly for hands: it would drive him absolutely crazy seeing his large hands covering yours and seeing how your fingers can barely wrap around his palm would get him so riled up. once you both cum he’d probably ask you for a handjob because he wants to see your hands one more time as you struggle to fit them around his cock

5 - mingyu

big clumsy puppy man would love holding your hand but i think he would be deterred from doing it if the position required more effort on his part, so he would probably only do it in simpler positions like missionary where he can clasp your hands together and just fuck you into the next dimension without putting much thought into it

6 - chan

chan seems very possessive to me (in a healthy way) so i think he would like holding your hand because it shows that you’re his and he’s the only one that gets to have the honor of holding your hand

7 - minghao

i think he would enjoy it an average amount. he wouldn’t mind if you don’t do it every single time, but if you asked him he would prefer holding hands over not. he would probably cite some study that says holding hands is good for relationships or something but he would also just enjoy how it makes everything feel more intimate

8 - jeonghan

in my mind he is a little bit of a secret hopeless romantic, so he might do it and not even say anything about it. he’d get you distracted with his cock hitting just the right place inside of you, and when you’re so gone you can barely do anything but whimper and moan, he’d take the opportunity to slide his fingers down your arms to join your hands together gently. he’d let go afterwards and if you ask him he’d probably pretend it never happened, but in the moment his heart would be soaring when he finally gets to lock hands with you

9 - seungcheol

he would like holding hands but only during softer sessions where he’s taking his time and really wants to feel connected to you. the times when you’re not being soft, his hands are too busy being preoccupied elsewhere on your body for him to even think about holding yours. but i guarantee he’ll hold them constantly once you’re done for the night and all cleaned up, he’ll have his arms wrapped around you and his hands entwined with yours until you fall fast asleep

10 - wonwoo

9 times out of 10 he’s got your hands tied up so it would be kinda hard to hold them in that position. but that 10th time he would be squeezing your hands so hard his knuckles turn white and pressing your hands into the mattress with all his weight

11 - seungkwan

he would like it on occasion but he strikes me as the kind of guy who wouldn’t like having sweaty hands so he wouldn’t do it too often because it’s just too sticky for him sometimes. but you know what he does strike me as? the kind of guy who really likes pulling on your hair. so if his hands are anywhere, that’s probably where they’d be

12 - woozi

honestly i don’t think he would even notice where his hands are. he gets so caught up in the moment and everything else happening that he can’t feel anything except your pussy squeezing his cock. he loses track of time and he probably doesn’t even know what year it is anymore. if he’s holding your hand then it’s not from a conscious effort on his part

13 - vernon

he likes holding hands because it makes him feel closer to you, but honestly he wouldn’t be mad if you didn’t hold his hand. if it happens, it happens, if it doesn’t, it doesn’t, he’s not mad either way. genuinely he doesn’t care where his hands are as long as he’s inside of you

least

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[tkwrites]

🦜 for the wip game please

And🦉 if it's not too much to ask?

🦜 a pretty quote (you like the prose, or symbolism, or it's poetic, or you just like how it feels/the word choice!)

Flopping into the couch, he pulled out his phone and called the only person he thought could help. It was too late to be calling. Nearly two in the morning where they were, but she answered anyway. 

“Hello?” her voice was slightly slurred with sleep. 

“Hey mom.” 

“Quinn? what’s wrong?” Ellen asked, sitting up

“I think I fucked it,” he said, emotion flooding his voice at the sound of hers. 

“What are you talking about?” she hadn’t had this kind of a call from any of her boys in a long time. She reached over to flip on the bedside lamp. Her mind was fuzzy with sleep, but she dusted away the cobwebs and got herself ready to listen. 

🦉 a clever quote (something you're proud of!)

“You baked,” he moaned upon walking Into the kitchen. Not only did it smell like caramelized sugar and chocolate, he could see the cookies looking perfect and mouth watering on the kitchen island. 

“Don't go too crazy, I'm already worried about your liver.”

“I'm drinking lots of water, mom,” he teased. 

“Don't get mad at me for wanting you to be alive longer,” she said, poking him in the chest, “You’re the one that’s going from no alcohol and no sweets to the exact opposite overnight.”

“I'm not mad,” he corrected, a little hurt she would think that. One of her famous chocolate chip cookies on each hand, he moved closer to her. “I think it's sweet.”

“And don't call me mom, please,” she said, elongating the last word into a whine. “I have a whole list of things I want to do to you where I need neither of us to be thinking about your mother.” 

His eyes perked to hers and he quirked his eyebrows suggestively. “Really?” he asked around the cookie he'd shoved in his mouth.

“Really. Finish your cookies and I’ll show you,” she said, sauntering off to the bedroom. 

He grabbed another before scrambling after her. 

She arched an eyebrow at the third cookie. Half of the second was already in his mouth. “It’s for after,” he said through a mouthful of crumbs, setting the whole one on the bedside table.

“You cannot eat that in bed,” she said, pointing at his chest even as she laughed.  

He pouted. 

“You’ll get crumbs all over the sheets!” 

Considering, he ate the second half of the second cookie and wondered why it would matter. If he had his way, they’d need to change the sheets anyway.