#🤭.anon

[grenadinexo]

Sounds like you need someone to plug your holes up.

- 🤭

i always need someone to plug my holes up

[sttoru]

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What do u think abt doing this in front of jjk men during an argument?? Kind of self indulgent cause I do that myself 😭😭

-🤭 anon

awwwwwhhh, i think they’ll immediately notice :(

satoru feels bad immediately afterwards and hugs you, toji falls silent and either gives you space or silently comforts you, kento regrets that he even started an argument with you and instantly comforts you&suguru stops what he’s doing and wipes / kisses your tears away himself

[l3viat8an]

Levi's favorite thing to do while watching anime with MC is fingering and/or fondling MC's boob/boobs. Levi makes comments about the show and asks for MC's opinion. Meanwhile, MC is just a whiny, whimpered, teary-eyed mess sitting on his lap or between in his legs. 🤤💜

Nsfw!

!!! Nonnie!!!- omggshsg that’s so hot 😩 especially the part about boobs

Levi and his obsession with your boobs literally just cuddling watching any anime-

Everything starts out innocent enough with you sitting in Levi’s lap as the show starts and then Levi’s hands start low playing with the hem of your shirt. He’s not trying to tease you, really!!! He’s just needs to keep his hands busy!!- yea, that sounds believable-

His fingers moving up your stomach, then up higher ��n higher, while you try to focus on the screen and when his hands finally reach your boobs- fully cupping them, squeezing just a little, his thumbs running over your nipples-

Levi’s so engrossed in the anime playing that he doesn’t notice the way you gasp and let out whimpering little moans.

His hands keep squeezing and massaging, his fingernails digging into your soft skin…. building your anticipation…he gives your nipples some feathery light touches, then pinches them which makes your whole body jerk in his lap.

He doesn’t just stick to that tho, he’ll tweak and twist them too. he’s playing around with you. And then Levi says something about….the plot? Maybe. You’re not sure, after all you haven’t really been paying attention, he’s grumbling about how it doesn’t make sense and when you don’t reply Levi finally looks away from the screen and at you-

Your cheeks are bright red, eyes filled with tears from all his unintentional teasing. Levi’s mouth falls open a dry, “…..whoa..” leaving his lips- and that’s not really what you wanted to hear right now, meeting his eyes you beg, “Levi, please don’t stop….n-need more..” and you wiggle your hips against his again trying to get any friction you can down there. Levi’s mouth is still open a little bit and his eyes are still stuck on your face so he simply nods, hands still on your tits- now he wants to watch you, wants to see if you can really cum just from him playing with your boobs….

You’ll both end up coming in your pants before the episodes even over-

[daouoffroads]

vee + being shy/scrunchy (for anon 🩷)

[serendippertyy]

can we get lesbian fluttershy!!! flutterdash is so cute 💔💔

🙈💘💘💘

[q1ngqve]

Can I ask for Dilf! Aventurine, getting all weak and needy for kindergarten teacher! Reader. Seeing all his children like her is a plus one in his book!

Him seeing that tight apron hugging reader, showing off her curves, wishing it was him who'd hold those hips of hers and give her more children to take care of. So by the time they get close (asked her out and go on lots of dates) things get spicy 👀👀👀

- 🩰

🪷🫧💭 — this isn’t exactly a fic… more like a drabble (also requests are closed!)

CW; dilf aventurine x fem! reader, cream pie! (yum)

he is most definitely always the first parent that arrives at the kindergarten at the end of each day, until he spots the new teacher walking out with his kids one day when he arrives late.

he is so so smitten with you, it's literally love at first sight! how could someone look so beautiful wearing a tight apron with two young children by her side? his heart pounds so loud he can swears you can hear it when you smile at him, introducing yourself as his children's new teacher.

stammers when you ask if he's okay, he looks like he's heating up! doesn't notice the way his kids smiling cheekily at your interaction, knowing their dad has a crush on their new teacher.

decides to come late from that day onwards just so that he could have a short period of time to be with you without other parents around. his kids teases him so much, going around telling their friends in class that their dad has a crush on their teacher. but how could he not fall for you when you literally look like an angel sent from heaven, just for him!!!!!

offers to drive you home one day when it was raining! you know you shouldn't, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel anything whenever you're around him. steps out of the car to open your door for you and locks the door behind him to make sure his kids don't run out and interrupt, because he's about to ask you out!

ended up staying over at your house the night he takes you out because you guys had alcohol and he couldn't drive home (he has a driver but he is sneaky about it) the moment you guys step into your house, he has you pinned against the wall, lips on yours as his hands roam all over your body, finally releasing his long controlled urge to fuck you!

confesses all his feelings for you since the moment he laid eyes on you! practically throws you onto the bed and grabs at your hips to pull you back! almost cums in you the moment he enters raw for the first time! couldn't control his mouth, he says all those filthy, teasing words and laughs when you clamp down on him, your hips pushing back to meet his on its own accord.

fucks his cum into you again and again until he's satisfied!!!!! stuffs the cum back in with his fingers when they leak out of you >:(

[nadvs]

okay so basically i was thinking that rafe and reader just had a kid and rafe has been neglecting them and reader for whatever reason and then topper or anyone comes over and since the kid hasn’t seen rafe in so long they end up calling them dad which rafe hears and gets mad at for a bit and then someone puts him in check and he apologizes to reader and starts putting more effort into the family🩷

🍓anon

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You don’t understand how Rafe can be so heartless.

Whenever your son smiles at you, dimples just like his father’s, you wonder how Rafe doesn’t miss him. How he can drift in and out of your home, hardly ever present.

Your relationship was once so joyful. You ran in the same social circles, eyes on each other at parties, when your mutual friend Topper finally introduced you to each other.

You hit it off and started dating and then, six months into your relationship, your life changed forever when you stood tense in your bathroom, a positive pregnancy test in your hand.

Rafe was shaken at first. He was shaken for a while. It wasn’t until he saw the screen at your first ultrasound that he could fully understand that you were bringing a human being into the world.

And then he settled into the role, feeling genuinely hopeful about the future for the first time in life. He found a beachfront condo for your growing family. He filled it with furniture. He started talking about all the things the three of you could do together.

But as your son grew, the stress got to the both of you, leading you into more and more arguments with each other. Rafe became cold and distant.

You tried to talk sense into him, tell him that if he was falling out of love with you, that was fine, but he had to love your child. Regardless, Rafe kept drifting away from both of you, your once solid family breaking apart and deteriorating.

One afternoon, you text Topper asking if he can buy and drop off diapers. Rafe was supposed to do it but he hasn’t been home in days. You don’t want to bother calling him, knowing he’ll just disappoint you.

When he comes by, you can see it in Topper’s expression that you look just as sad as you feel.

“You okay?” He’s standing outside the door, handing you the box of diapers.

“I’m so tired,” you admit, voice cracking. “He’s barely even home, Top. It’s like he’s checking out.”

Your son waddles towards you, arms spread out. You wipe away your tears and pick him up, forcing a smile for him.

When he looks at Topper and babbles dada, your heart shatters.

“That’s not dada,” you say, kissing your son on the cheek. You look to your friend. “Sorry. I’m kind of a mess right now. Thank you for dropping these off.”

Rafe is at the club, drinking a scotch and gazing out at the golf course, when his phone starts buzzing, Topper’s name on his screen. He answers with a tired drawl.

“Hey, man,” he hears on the other line. “You gotta get your shit together.”

“What?”

“Your girl’s not doing so good. And your kid thought I was his dad.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“She asked me to buy diapers,” Topper says. “Shouldn’t you be doing that?”

Rafe can only angrily hang up, his blood running hot. You’re calling other people for help? Really?

He finds your name in his phone and calls you. But you don’t answer.

It’s late when he finally comes home, carrying two big grocery bags.

You just got your son down to sleep and rush to the door, shushing Rafe as he walks in. He’s pissed off that the first thing you do when you see him is shush him.

“What’s all this?” you ask, looking at the full, heavy bags he’s carrying.

“Apparently, you got someone else to bring you diapers,” he says bitterly, “but I got everything else we need.”

“How would you know what we need?” you say tersely.

“Don’t give me shit right now,” Rafe mutters, placing the bags on the kitchen counter. He starts to put things away, loudly opening cupboards and drawers, when you grip his arm.

“You’ll wake him,” you scold. Rafe turns to look at you, his eyes narrowing.

“I did something good,” he says. “Can you show some goddamn appreciation?”

“Am I supposed to thank you for buying us food?” you snap. “It’s your job.”

Rafe hangs his head, sighing deeply as he rests his hands on the hard marble counter. You’re expecting him to keep arguing with you. But his next words come out strained.

“He thought Top was his dad?” he mumbles.

You cross your arms, feeling a sense of vindication.

“Yeah,” you say. “Can you blame him? He’s the only guy he’s seen around here in a long time.”

Rafe cracks his neck, pacing away from you as he breathes deeply, circling back towards you.

“Why’d you call him?” Rafe asks. He hates that another man provided for his family.

“What, and not you? Like you’re so reliable,” you mutter. “Where the hell have you been, Rafe?”

Rafe’s been living in a haze. He can’t forget your last argument when you screamed at him that if he didn’t love you, fine, but he had to love your son.

Fine. You’re fine if he doesn’t love you anymore.

Rafe has never cried in front of you. He always stifled it or left the room whenever he felt the thick threat of tears in his throat. He thought he had to be a man.

But at this point, he’s too weak to put up a front.

When Rafe starts sniffling, your heart drops. You’re in complete shock that he cares enough to cry about this.

You’re speechless. You stand across from him, just as still as you were the day you learned you were pregnant.

“Home,” he replies, voice thin. He’s been staying at the house, ignoring everyone. When he gets stir crazy, he goes to the club. Either way, he’s been a shell of himself, carrying his sorrow wherever he goes.

“This is home,” you say softly. You look down at the floor, your brows pinched. “What happened? We used to be…”

“What? In love?” he mutters.

“Happy.” You meet his glossy eyes. “Now all we do is fight.”

“And whose fucking fault is that?” he mutters. You scoff incredulously.

“It takes two, Rafe,” you snap. “Is that why you bailed? Because things got tough? Your baby needs you.”

“But do you need me?” he says. His words render you speechless. An even harder, colder tension grows between you.

“You said you’d be fine if I didn’t love you anymore,” he says lowly.

“I meant…” You take a deep breath. “Rafe, I’m… I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t love me anymore,” he mutters. “You’ll leave. I’ll barely see him. What’s the point in delaying it?”

Your head is muddled. Normally, you’d put your hand on his when he spins out like this. Talk him down. But he has hurt you so much lately that touching him would feel unnatural.

“I’d never keep your son away from you,” you say.

“But you would break up me,” he says. You’re so angry at him that giving him any sort of reassurance feels like a betrayal to your pain. He doesn’t deserve the consoling.

But then you notice a tear roll down his cheek and your heart softens.

“Is that why you’ve been like this?” you ask.

Over the past few weeks, Rafe realized he was always scared of being abandoned. Under thick layers of anger and disdain, he fears inadequacy. And why not leave before he’s left?

He stares at you in silence, as if saying his fears out loud will make them come true.

“It’s not on me. You stopped loving me a long time ago,” you say, allowing him to see a crack in your armor.

“I never…” he begins resolutely. “I’ll never stop loving you.”

“And this is how you treat somebody you love? By giving up?” you say. “I’ve been doing everything alone. Do you have any idea how exhausted I am?”

Rafe pinches the bridge of his nose, the guilt he’s been repressing flooding him all at once. He knows he’s failing you. Failing your family.

He won’t say anything else. He can’t.

“If you’re sleeping here tonight, you can take the couch,” you say, pacing out of the kitchen. “I don’t want to even lie next to you.”

Rafe doesn’t give into the impulse to leave, even though his fears and anxieties are screaming at him to. He settles onto the couch. It takes him an hour to fall asleep.

When you wake up to your son’s crying from the nursery at dawn, you hear Rafe’s soft, tired voice consoling him. You drift back off into sleep, sure he’ll call you for help within minutes.

When consciousness slowly pulls you out of your slumber, you can tell by the brightness in your room that it’s well past sunrise. When you check your phone, you’re shocked to see that you slept until noon.

You head downstairs, your chest tightening when you see Rafe playing with your son, his smile bright.

Rafe’s blue eyes meet yours. He gave you the gift of rest, something you’ve been dying for.

“I’m not giving up,” Rafe says. “If you break up with me, I want to know that at least, I… I tried my hardest.”

“If you try your hardest, I won’t break up with you,” you tell him, still harboring hostility.

Instead of arguing with you, Rafe simply nods. You’re shocked he doesn’t have a nasty retort.

“I’ll take care of you,” he says, planting a kiss on your son’s head, earning giggles from him. “Both of you.”

His tone and gaze are so sincere that you almost believe him. It’ll take a while for you to trust him again, but he’ll wait it out as long as he needs to.

[sluttywonwoo]

maam your writing really does something to me 🤒

how would seventeen ask you for another round after you think you're all fucked out, asking as a low stamina girlie 😩✋️

for all my low stamina girlies out there

seungcheol: “c’mon baby, you can do one more for me, can’t you?”

jeonghan: he’d start playing with your clit again and be all like “are you suuure you don’t want more?” as you’re getting wet again

joshua: “you’re going to be a good girl and take it, right?”

jun: “let me make you cum again… please? just wanna make you feel good.”

soonyoung: “i’ll do all the work, i promise. all you have to do is lay there.”

wonwoo: “eyes open, pretty girl. we’re not done just yet.”

jihoon: “i’ve got some more in me baby. don’t you want all of it inside you?”

seokmin: desperate begging of “just a little more, just a little more…”

mingyu: “but i haven’t even gotten to eat you out yet” ☹️

minghao: “poor thing. so sensitive, huh? just tell me if it’s too much.”

seungkwan: “how about i make love to you this round? nice and slow, yeah?”

vernon: just makes the 🥺 face and you’re spreading your legs again with a sigh

chan: he’d ask you to cockwarm him which would inevitably lead to another round because you both get horny again

[bindeds]

wriothesley wouldn't fuck any of you.

With that attitude, he wouldn’t fuck you either 🤭

[sttoru]

Hi Karina!! Thinking abt toji… what do you think of him having a fellow assassin!gf? And when they have the same target toii get worked up a lil bit, iykwim

Dw if it’s uncomfy tho! Xx

🤭 anon ‼️‼️

hiii omg, toji fushiguro x assassin!reader .. IM SO ???’ that would be so super hotttttt 😙 doing missions together and stuff—toji getting worked up when he sees you covered in blood…. U R SO RGHTTT

mans would be creaming in his pants if he sees you go crazy byeee would def fuck ur brains out after the mission is accomplished and u got the money :3

[revilladies]

Sheva Alomar in Resident Evil 5 (2009)

[q1ngqve]

wolf! gallagher who eats you out any chance he’s got because you just taste so so sooooo good???? he can’t believe how intoxicating your are

wolf! gallagher who chuckles when you squirm from his stubble, his arms coming up to your hips to press you down onto the mattress

wolf! gallagher who spends hours between your legs, doesn’t care if you’re overstimulated at this point! all he cares about is making you cum / squirt on his mouth again and again and again

[skitskatdacat63]

Google, play "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails

[xhfics]

For the hugging prompts 14 + Seungmin — ✨

It wasn't the first time you and Seungmin were having longer hugging session; you sometimes needed the comfort and he was always willing to give it. And vice versa. It had always been platonic though, as far as you know.

But you didn't expect to miss him and his hugs this much. He had just arrived back from a well deserved vacation and being the good friend you were, you offered to pick him up from the airport.

You give him a small wave when you see him walk through the automated doors and his smile gets wider when he notices you.

Seungmin hurries into your direction and immediately wraps his arms around you. "I missed you."

"Welcome back." You speak softly. "I missed you too."

You inhale his familiar scent and tighten the hug, your face buried into his chest. You hear a low chuckle and feel his hand through your hair as he comforts you.

The two of you stay like this for what feels like hours, just hugging each other. You hear Seungmin's heart beating steadily and it instantly makes you more calm.

"Is this still hugging or does it count as cuddling?" He then asks, his voice slightly playful as he caresses your back.

You look at him, but keep your arms around him. Would it change something in your friendship if you spoke what's on your mind?

"It counts as cuddling." You boldly reply, hoping he'd get the hint.

Seungmin smiles and gives you a little nod, then ever so carefully presses a kiss atop your head. "Good."

[roguelov]

and what about a reader who has very big breasts and who likes to highlight them with corsets and one day during a discussion Morpheus's gaze drops towards this area without him being able to help it

You just discovered one of Dream’s few weakness (although he’s general weak for you and anything you do 🤭)

The first time Dream saw you in a corset he tried not to stare. He almost actively avoided you, or kept his eyes busy elsewhere: nose in a book, or always on the move so his eyes purposefully trained ahead. But with time, he slowly gotten used to your outfits. He made sure his eyes didn’t trail any farther than your eyes.

That is until you were talking with Dream one day, and you leaned forward over a table to point at the map of the Dreaming. Then and there he had front row seats to your chest.

Instantly, Dream was memorized. They looked so - so nice. They looked lovely, they looked soft, they looked delectable. Before he could stop himself, he imagined tearing apart your corset and running his lips over them. He wanted wrap his mouth around your nipple, teasing them with his tongue. He wanted to hear you breathe out his name, he wanted to feel your body arch towards him always desperate for more. He wanted to use his hands, grabbing them and squeezing them. He wanted to pinch and twist and play with them to hear all your lovely sounds.

He only snapped himself out of his trance when you spoke up again repeating your question. Thankfully your eyes locked with his, you hadn’t noticed where his eyes truly were. Dream cleared his throat and answered your question. You seemed satisfied then looked away. The discussion went on as normal without raising any of your suspicions. And when Dream leaves, he might have to run to his room. He might have to relieve the tight sensation in his pants, and he might be panting while having thoughts of your lovely breasts

[juniperarts]

I think you like pavitr.. Don't know tho, its just a theory after all.

Idk what has you thinking that.

Interesting theory tho 🤔

Curious to know why you think so

He's an ok character I guess

*looks at my icon for a split second* anyways-

Imma go draw (not Pavitr)