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[straydogkins]

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[sumnthingabouther]

jinx x f!reader where jinx after watching some lesbian porno for research purposes! goes to reader like “hey babe ^^ u free?” and well yk the rest

⋆·˚ ༘ *jinx x fem! reader

nsfw warning minors and men dni

Jinx’s curiosity would always be the death of you

You remember the moment she walked into your shared room; with that stupidly cute grin on her face she wears when she has something up her sleeve. “Toots! Toots, got something I wanna try. You free later?” She was overly excited, and you couldn’t lie it was infectious. If only you knew what you agreed to.

The view of you taking her strap with your wrists bound to your ankles drove her crazy, “Look how well you’re taking it sweets. I should tie you up more, yeah?” You could only moan and babble in response. Forming coherent words was the last thing on your mind when she bottomed out, the tip of the faux cock kissing your cervix.

You were oh so close, but Jinx had other plans for you. She had poor you whining after she pulled out, disappointed from the ruined orgasm. “Don't sound so sad toots, I’ll take care of you I promise.”

She adjusted your position having you arched for her. Your face pressed against the pillow, ankles and wrists still bound together. She continued her assault on you, drinking in the gurgled noises you made for her.

This was just like the porno, but way fucking better.

[jasvtsc]

you felt… bad.

at first, it didn’t bother you — you were indifferent to those things, focused only on the task at hand. however, the more you got used to being around humans, the more you picked up from their behaviour.

and you shouldn’t feel like that in the first place. it’s not something angel-worthy. but then again, there wasn’t much left of the angel you once were.

you sat in the dimly lit motel room, absentmindedly fiddling with your fingers as you kept staring at the wall while replaying all of the things that happened, in your head. some waitresses making fun of you and being mean just because you were next to dean and they were attracted to him. the way people scolded you and called you stupid when you simply didn’t know something cause you were yet getting to know the earth better. or just simply feeling… bad.

at first, you didn’t think much of it. because you didn’t understand it. however, the longer you were around humans, you began to recognize their hidden intentions and how malicious they could be to one another.

and now, it upsets you. it made you sad because no matter how hard you were trying, you could’ve never been enough.

dean entered the room after being gone for some time. you didn’t know why — you didn’t bother to ask, afraid that you’d just make a fool out of yourself even more by not knowing something obvious. he had this smile on his face as he entered, rubbing his hands together and already preparing to crack a joke. however, the moment he noticed that you were sitting still, more disturbingly than usual, his face fell.

he quickly came closer and knelt in front of you, cupping your face in his calloused hands and stroking your cheeks with his thumbs.

“birdie, what’s going on?” he asked, worry now etched onto his features. and when tears started running down your beautiful face, he swore that he could feel his heart breaking at that moment. “hey, hey, hey. no, none of that. please, don’t cry,” he panicked, trying to wipe your tears.

“am i stupid?” you asked quietly with a small sniffle, and dean immediately frowned.

“what? no. of course not. you’re literally an angel, sweetheart. you’re smarter than the smartest person on earth. why would you think that?” he looked at you intently, trying to gauge the answer from your expression. and the way you nervously nibbled at your lower lip said enough. dean sighed and leaned back, resting his arm on his thigh. “is that about those chicks from the diner? birdie, they said that only because they’re jealous of you. and that’s what humans do when they’re jealous — they put other people down. you can’t listen to every word someone says about you. in fact, you should only listen to me, alright?” he asked with a soft smile, stroking your hair. “you’re pretty. and smart. and you have a heart made out of gold. you should not let others mess with that. you hear me, birdie?”

“why are you so nice?” you sniffled, putting your hands on his head and just looking at him — it was one of your favourite things to do. just admiring your favourite human.

“because you make me want to be better,” he sighed, running his fingers up and down your arm. “only to you, though. don’t tell anyone that i’m suddenly getting soft,” he scoffed and rolled his eyes, standing up.

you chuckled and nodded while wiping your face. “okay. i won’t.”

dean smiled, hearing you chuckle. he cupped your face and kissed your forehead, then the tip of your nose and finally your lips.

“i love you, birdie,” he whispered, kissing you again.

a/n: blurb based on one of the asks that i got but i couldn’t find it on my page😭

[lqveharrington]

Hi, congrats on 2k! I was wondering if you could write Spencer Reid with Clean? Maybe something like Spencer got done with a bad case and is thinking about using but then reader helps him. Thanks!

Clean | S.R.

summary: When Spencer comes back from a bad case, you help him as best as you can; especially when his thoughts wander back to an unpleasant time in his life.

pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader

includes: angst, fluff, addiction, drugging, talks about death, crying,

a/n: i love me some spencer reid 💛 (rules for celebration here!)

As a behavior analyst for the BAU in Quantico, it was your sole purpose to evaluate and look into potential criminals' mindsets. At first, you were hesitant to take the job they offered to you – not wanting to deal with so much pain in life. To your luck, they countered with an office job to manage the data collected by the agents who flew out to deal with the cases face to face instead. You were surprised to hear that they really wanted you on their team. Maybe it was because you took all the psychology classes in high school, or perhaps it was all TV shows you watched just to figure out how they ended in the first episode, but after much convincing by your family, you took the job.

It took adjusting and many days of learning everyone’s name before you could get comfortable with the people you worked with. Especially the team that went out for the cases.

Gideon and Hotch — and eventually Rossi — always scared you just a bit, but you learned they cared for you like a daughter. Emily, Penelope, and JJ loved you more than their job. They always hung back with you whenever they had spare time. Derek did his best not to tease you with how young you started working with the BAU, but soon realized how similar you and Spencer were. Ultimately calling you pretty girl in comparison to Spencer's pretty boy.

When you first met Spencer, you swore you both awkwardly froze and avoided each other until JJ forced the both of you to get along. It wasn't like you disliked him — it was the opposite. You only began to get closer to Spencer when he would bring you hot chocolate every day because of the one time he bumped into you and spilled your drink all over the floor.

Eventually he did ask you out on a date and the rest became history.

You even helped him get clean when the incident happened years ago. That case made reality sink in quickly, especially when you got the emergency call from JJ in Atlanta, Georgia. That was the closest you had ever come to joining the traveling team.

Over the years, you made sure to keep Spencer in check. It scared you to even think about him going back to addiction. Yes, he handled tough cases, but he always knew you were there to help him. Until the most recent case. Where the most recent victim looked exactly like his daughter.

"Hey, when did you guys get back?" You raised your brows in surprise when you found Spencer spinning a pen in between his fingers at his desk. "I didn't get a text from you—?"

"My phone died." He muttered and looked up at you, eyes tired and overworked. Within seconds, you were pulled into his arms as his head found its way into your neck. "Missed you and Liv lots."

"We missed you too, Spence." You wrap your arms around him and rub his back. You let him settle into your arms before you separated and sat on his desk, confused at his sudden affection. "I haven't looked at this case yet. What happened?"

The storm outside thundered, causing him to jump and clasp your hand in his own. You frowned and squeezed his hand, head tilting to the side. Spencer was never this afraid of rain, especially when Olivia loved the rain and always asked the both of you to play in the rain whenever you were both home. So you did what you do best — analyze him based on his behavior.

"Uhm, the victim was kidnapped and drugged until she nearly passed away from how much was injected into her veins." He felt for your pulse and counted how many times you heartbeat passed in a minute. "We were cutting it close with time when she got to the hospital."

You watched the way he kept pushing his hair back and readjusting his glasses. He was constantly fidgeting, which made you frown. He fidgeted plenty, but this felt like it traced a little deeper than the surface showed.

Pursing your lips, you stared at his shaking hands and met his brown eyes. "Spence... There's something more to it, isn't there?"

He swallowed and nodded, voice coming out quieter than intended. His hold on your hand tightened as he spoke, eyes shutting like he was in pain. "She uh... She looked just like Olivia, just older."

Your heart broke when you heard his voice crack. He hadn't thought about his own addiction in a while, and seeing a girl who looked like his daughter having a similar experience had him spiraling. You saw the look in his eyes, how scared he was to ever think of losing you or losing Olivia in the process of going back to addiction. He seemed to overthink the entire situation. If that was his own daughter — who he prayed wouldn't ever be harmed in any of his cases — he probably would've quit on the spot.

"Listen to me, Spence." You start and took both hands in your own, smiling softly when you saw his wedding ring adorning his hand. It had been a couple of years since you married him, but every time you saw the matching rings, you were instantly transported back to the day.

You squeezed his hand and kissed the back of them three times, one thing you began doing since you started dating. "Olivia and I know you will do everything in your power to be there for us. We also know you would do everything not to go back to drugs, you know why?" When he stared at you with wet eyes, you continued, your own voice cracking. "Because you love us too much to ever risk yourself to a life of addiction. You have grown so much and we both know you would hate yourself forever if Liv saw you injecting Dilaudid into your own arm."

He stayed quiet and listened to your words intently. Even with his IQ of 187, he knew you were right. He had thought about going back, letting the drugs take him back to the dark place he said he never wanted to go back to. But as always, you pulled him out of the dangerous waves before the water could fill his lungs. You were one of the only people who could hear his cries without anything being said.

You brought a hand up and wiped a stray tear falling from his eye, like you could hear his unspoken thoughts. "I know you Spencer Walter Reid. I can read you like the back of my hand, and not because that's my job, but because you let me know you."

Like a surge of the perfect storm brewing outside, he cupped your cheeks and pressed a kiss to your lips. It was filled with all his stored emotions from one singular case. You could feel the desperation, love, need. He sought out for you in his darkest times. You kept him clean all these years and he wasn't going to let that streak die because of a hard case.

You and Spencer both went to pick Olivia up from her ballet lessons, wanting to surprise her. And boy was she happy to see both her parents. When she heard the bell ring above the studio's front door, her head peek above the half wall and met her parents' eyes. She but all squealed in happiness and rushed over to Spencer first, jumping into his arms and grabbing his face in her small hands.

"Hi, daddy!" She giggled and squished his cheeks, her pink tutu splayed over him. "I missed you a lot! Like, more than the entire world a lot."

"I missed you too, Liv." He smiled and kissed her cheek, lowering his head to whisper into her ear. "Have you been good for mommy while I was away?"

She tilted her head and gave him a cheeky grin, reading him as well as you could. "I'm always good for mommy."

You raised your eyebrow at her and tickled her sides before kissing her cheek as well. She was the sun that shooed all the dark clouds from Spencer's mind. Of course, she would never know that. Not until she understood everything her father went through to be there for her.

"Go get your stuff so we can get home. I'm sure daddy is tired and wants to hear all your stories from school." You nod your head toward her pink backpack, the different keychains and trinkets Spencer bought her hanging from every zipper.

"Oh, daddy, I have so many stories to tell you! Like that one time—!"

"Get your stuff first, Liv." He let her down from his arms and chuckled when she ran toward the cubbies, stuffing all her belongings into her bag.

You perched your chin on his shoulder and looped your arm around his — the both of you watching your daughter with loving eyes. He understood what it meant to be BAU Special Agent, but he also understood what it meant to be a husband and father. He knew that the balance between work and home was difficult, but he would do anything to keep his family safe. Would he quit? No, you would never let him. But he would ensure that his thoughts would never wander back to such a dark place.

He would stay clean just for you and Olivia.

"I love you." He whispered to you and turned his head to meet your eyes, smile echoing your own. "Like more than the whole world."

You laugh softly and kiss his cheek, "I love you too, Spence. Don't ever forget it."

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[seuonji]

hi!!! im absolutely in LOVE w ur svt x idol series!!! i was wondering what do you think it’s be like if svt and reader were openly dating but were doing a live stream together or were on knowing bros together?

i was watching knowing brothers for minghao recently and i i cant w svt on it theyre so mf hilarious 😭

from aya: OMG THANKS!! i’m so happy people are liking the series and adding on their ideas to it<33 this request is so lovely!! i had this in mind cause i could def go on for hours about how a livestream/variety show between yn and a svt boy would go— so thank you so much for sending it! i hope you enjoy this.

ALSO YES MINGHAO. he is so underrated when it comes to variety shows cause he adds so much to them!! like he’s so sweet yk but also he tends to be so feisty and his comebacks—

(also sorry this took awhile i wasn’t too familiar w how knowing bros usually goes (i only watched svt—) so i had to watch a few before writing this!!)

one ๑ two ๑ three ๑ four ๑ five ๑ six ๑ seven #mlist

svt-yn currently streaming…

ong imagine how much you guys had to negotiate with your company to do a stream together. like mingyu/seungkwan fighting for their lives trying to get it to work out.

then there’s jeonghan/soonyoung/minghao who would just start a live without permission.

general idea of what a livestream would go with them;

—

๑ a sweet live where you both just talk and interact with your fans and answer some questions—seungcheol/jun/jihoon/seokmin/mingyu

throughout the live he listens to you with so much intent.

while you’re reading comments seungcheol/jun/mingyu rests his chin on your shoulder. “ah your fans are complaining, you aren’t paying attention to them!” you read from the comments and pushed his face off you to which he laughed. when he did pay attention to comments he only answered the ones which were related to you, “‘you guys are do cute’ thank you!”

jihoon/seokmin is so eager to just talk about you. they spill so many embarrassing moments + photos of you as you do the same to them.

seungcheol/seokmin holds your thigh or hand throughout the live. + playing with the ends of your clothes.

imagine seungcheol/mingyu pulling your chair with his leg so you’re closer to him.

there’s no denying he’s in love when he can barely take his eyes off you. he loves that he can do lives with you cause he’s doing the things he loves most: entertaining and being with you! also he just likes the fact that he can show you off.

—

๑ you two ordered food—jeonghan/joshua/soonyoung/wonwoo/vernon/chan

your fans fawn over the way they he takes care of you.

jeonghan/joshua/wonwoo/vernon brushes your hair back so it doesn’t touch the food you’re eating.

joshua/soonyoung/chan feeds you so you can try his meal.

you joked about the time jeonghan ate his pimple patch, “you’re so brave for doing another eating live after your previous incident.” “i’ll put a whole pack of it in your food,” he retorted.

soonyoung keeps on making you do ‘horanghae’ with him— it’s awkward when the room is dead silent tho and he just keeps going on. “sorry guys, embarrassment fears him,” you bowed your head.

fans can see how comfortable he is. he acts exactly how he would with svt when he’s with you. there’s a touch of calmness on him, fans suspect it’s your influence that keeps him grounded yet still himself.

—

๑ a live filled with banter from start to finish— jeonghan/minghao/seungkwan

jeonghan/seungkwan literally opened the live with, “i’m with yn from *groupname* so i’m sorry if this is a boring live.”

minghao out here attacking you, your fans, his fans, everyone— he read a comment, “‘i got both your albums and both the pc was of you and yn’” he laughed. “woah that’s so lucky, congrats!” you clapped. he read another comment, “‘i’m so jealous, i got neither’ just print it, it’s manufactured the same way,” he looked at the camera with a serious gaze.

jokes aside, he really enjoyed doing a live with you. fans can see a sort of softness in him when he’s with you. even if his face is relaxed he’s still smiling.

svt-yn currently on knowing bros…

considering how much seventeen have been on that show, they’d take it super lightly + they’d be the one to introduce you.

imagine their introductions…

“i brought someone today!” he announces as he walks in with you.— seungcheol/joshua/seokmin/mingyu

“someone that followed me here i think,” he gave a side eye to you.— minghao/seungkwan/chan

“this is my first time meeting them actually.”— jeonghan/jun/soonyoung/wonwoo/jihoon/vernon

the hosts are super intrigued with your relationship and instantly start asking questions.

—

“who fell first?” (super debatable)

“me?” he answered. “i liked you in 20XX,” you revealed. “eh- you fell first then.” — joshua/jun/soonyoung/seokmin/vernon

“not me.” (it was him who fell first)— jeonghan/minghao/mingyu

“probably me,” he said unsure but he’s saying it with the intention that he’s just loved you for so long it had to be him. (truth)— seungcheol/wonwoo

“them,” he said confidently (he was right)— jihoon/chan

“yn.” (he was wrong.)— seungkwan

—

when asked how you two got together,

seungcheol/joshua would explain it in full detail and he got the hosts giggling and shit with his story.

jeonghan kept on lying about your story— “they kept staring at me i felt like i had to give them a chance,” he looked at the hosts then you. you pushed him to the side and told the actual story.

funny to think about clueless jihoon/wonwoo/vernon. “to be honest, i don’t know.”

jun would be super extra while explaining your story. he gives actions and everything. he acts like he had to climb mountains to be with you but in reality he asked you out while you were walking in the hybe hallways. it was too simple which is why he exaggerates now.

—

during the games session,

๑ playing the game where you have to guess the song.

when a seventeen song played

—you named it faster than him. you danced the choreo and jeonghan/minghao was left in his seat holding a smile back.

—you and joshua/soonyoung answered it together, he took your hand and ran to the center to dance the choreo.

—seungcheol/jihoon didn’t get it- “this is your own song!” you shouted. “i’m sorry?”

when your song played

—seungcheol on his knees begging for forgiveness when he didn’t get it.

—soonyoung/seokmin/seungkwan gets it faster than you and dances the choreo without you.

๑ playing general games— miscellaneous

whenever you get something wrong minghao playfully scolds you but when he gets it wrong it’s suddenly okay to make mistakes- “you won’t grow if you don’t make mistakes.”

high-fives that turn into holding hands with joshua/wonwoo/vernon.

all i can think of is…chest bumping soonyoung/mingyu/seungkwan/chan when you get something correct.

—

general scenarios;

seungcheol/mingyu seems like he’s glued to your side. since you two walked it he hasn’t stepped away from you.

you got the hosts squealing everytime you two do something especially with the way jeonghan/mingyu tends to be touchy with you, to an extent.

whenever you do big actions like through dancing or for a trick, jun/soonyoung/minghao/chan watches you so dazed.

small details and habits of your relationship get showcased throughout this episode.

[504py]

Congratulations for the 200 followers!! 🎊Could you draw yandere Russia? 🙏

thanks for requesting, and here ya go anon!! but on the topic of yandere ivan, i have this headcanon that he would be the type to like dressing up his s/o like a doll. (totally not promoting that i’m a fanfic writer too wink wink). but anyways, requests still open yawlll!!

[sea-lanterns]

Older woman gf x younger woman gf where the older gf gets home tired from work and always asks for a massage from the younger gf, but then the younger gf gets too excited and accidentally makes her back worse.

[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.”

[staycorpse]

cuddling with corpse hc???

iirc, didn't corpse say himself that he was the bear hugger type? if not, please correct me

most of the time has trouble asking for physical touch so he mostly just goes for it by bringing you closer to him

you both could be sitting on the couch watching anime or a horror movie nd all of a sudden, he just pulls you closer

corpse likes to engulf you into him, holding you so close that he's afraid of you slipping away from him

afraid that you might disappear nd the only way that you’ll stay is in his arms, yk?

he likes to hug you like that, him laying on top of you or hugging you from behind while nuzzling his face into your neck

baby likes to be the little spoon 🤷🏾‍♀️ let him be the little spoon! 👏🏽

either way he's holding you, he’s at his most peaceful because you're his safe space, his comfort person

your hands ruffling in his hair or softly grazing his back, honestly the quickest way to put him to sleep nd this man NEVER sleeps!

he likes to put his head on your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat. he starts to tease you when your heart rate increases every now and then

despite cuddling being his favorite thing to do with you, it does pain him that he can't do it for long periods of time

when his body has flare ups or everything just feels uncomfortable, he starts to shift and move around before pulling away from you entirely

he'll try and stick it out, holding you close just a little while longer but eventually throws in the towel

he feels bad that he has to pull away but when you reach out your hand for his, it takes that weight off his shoulders nd his mind at ease just a little bit

he may not be able to hold you as much as he wants for as long as he wants, but your hand is the second next best thing to him

will plant soft kisses on your palm, your fingertips, the back of your hand

will bring your hand up to his face so he can lean more into your touch nd just savor it

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Dead Apple era, requested by @chuuuya-kun

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Requested by my POOKIE WOOKIE BEAR that I have decided to keep an anon bcuz yes (I lobe you pookie)

-ˋˏ mᥲᥡᑲᥱ ᥒᥱ᥊𝗍 𝗍іmᥱ, ᥆r іᥒ ᥲᥒ᥆𝗍һᥱr ᥣі𝖿ᥱ ˎˊ-

┆Ivan wonders if Till would love him back in another universe

-ˋˏWarnings┆none!ˎˊ-

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IvanTill incoming! Angst, angst, angst no comfort.. again :( Ivan basically confesses to Till and Till rejects him for the 10 billionth time and then Ivan has a mental breakdown 💀 THIS IS THE HS AU!!! Sorry I basically skipped the entire day cuz literally no one wants to read abt Ivan doing his forking physics classwork or whatever. Mizi and Sua are dating and Mizi is still besties with Ivan! Sorry it took like half of my winter break to post a fic, I've been recovering from finals burnout (kinda, I think, idk I might jus be lazy cause all of my finals were relatively easy 🤷‍♀️) This got a lil emotionally personal.. Ivan's been basically pestering Till for a WHILE :((( Also!! Don't mind if this is completely ooc or doesn't follow the hs au accurately (I haven't delved into the au's as much T-T

Not proof read cuz I suck :c

"Do I have to keep telling you? I. don't. like. you. Ivan." Once again, rejected.

How long has this been going on? He doesn't even remember why he keeps trying. Is it just to keep getting his attention? Is it because he's convinced himself that if he keeps trying, maybe- just maybe- Till might change his tune? Who knows, who cares. Next time he even thinks about confessing again, he should remind himself to do it later in the day instead of doing it first thing in the morning, or to just not do it.

Oh well, life goes on.

"Just leave me alone." Till scowls before walking off, presumably to class. The bell rings shortly after. Ivan watched as his friends, Mizi and Sua, walked to class together, holding hands and talking. He hated it. He wanted what they had. Was that really so selfish?

He decided not to stop thinking about it and walked to class alone.

During lunch, he sat with Mizi and Sua, quietly eating lunch as Mizi babbled to him about something in between bites of her own lunch. He didn't necessarily hate Mizi, it's not her fault Till liked her but he also didn't necessarily like her for it. He knew it was a shitty thing to do, to resent someone- who thinks of him as a best friend- because of a guy but he couldn't help glaring at her when she wasn't looking.

He was taking another bite of his food when another thought popped into his head when he caught a bit of Mizi's rambling.

Maybe in another life? "'Maybe in another life..' That's what he said to her! I cried so hard when that scene came on!" Mizi squealed about some sad scene in one of her romance series, it was a very small part of the reason he wasn't listening to her.

The thought remained in his head for the entire day, after lunch, in class, in between classes, even when the bell rung to signal the end of the day. When he got home and flopped into bed he kept thought about it again. What if Till liked him? In another universe. What if they were already dating in another life?

He thought about what it'd be like. To hold Till's hand, run up to him in the morning, talk to him, have lunch with him, kiss him. It's not like he'd never thought about these things before, but in a new perspective like this he could let his mind run free.

What if they were married in another universe? What would that be like? Waking up by his side every morning, having Till help him get ready for work in the morning, kissing him when he got home, celebrating their anniversary in the cutest ways. What if.. this was that universe? Maybe Till just needed a few more shoves in the right direction before they hit things off?

He stops himself in the middle of that thought though. He's thinking like a delusional stalker and that's not the kind of person he wants to be. He just didn't want to live in the only universe where Till didn't love him back but he also doesn't want to be in one if the many universes where Till doesn't feel the same either. Every thought started making him feel worse, was this his horrible destiny or something? To be unloved by his beloved?

He hates that thought and decides to indulge in the last idea. Maybe they are made for each other? If that's true, maybe Till will eventually realize that Ivan is the best he'll ever get.

Ivan curls up in bed and pulls his blanket over him as if to try and hide from his own thoughts. He never cries, he's not that kind of person. Despite that being mostly true, he feels a tear roll down his cheek. It's not fair. Life his never fair to him. He always ends up getting the shorter end.

Why can't he ever get what he wants? He grabs the pillow from beneath his head, wrapping his arms around it, putting a leg over the end of it and burying his face into the side. He remembered complimenting Till when they first met, telling him how nice he smelled and asking what cologne- if any- he used. He remembered buying it after he started obsessing over him and spraying it on his sheets or pillow so he could shut his eyes and pretend Till was right there beside him.

Out of instinct, he shut his eyes and took a deep breath. It didn't serve as comfort anymore. The tears only came down at a quicker rate. He couldn't imagine Till comforting him and holding him, he could only think of him shoving him away, telling him not to touch him with a look of utter disgust.

He didn't want to start thinking this realistically about Till but here he was, all he could imagine was Till scowling and cringing at him. Is this the universe's last hint to him? That they aren't star crossed lover's? That they aren't meant to be? Is that it? That there aren't universe's where his dreams come true?

Maybe it's for the best. To give up. If they aren't meant to be, being in a relationship would only end in everyone being unhappy. Does any of this matter?

He takes a deep breath and pulls away from the pillow, wiping his tears, 'This is for the best.' he gets up and grabs his pillow and sheets, tossing them into the laundry and dousing them in detergent with a strong scent. He lies on the naked and empty matress, staring at his ceiling.

Next time he see's Till, he won't bother. He'll stop. He won't annoy him anymore.

At least that's what he wants to think.

He just hopes he won't go back to crying over him. He doesn't want to feel this way anymore.

He doesn't want to love him anymore.

(I feel like this got way heavier than I intended it to. Sorry gang :c)

Thank you for reading, Reblogs are appreciated! -🪻

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Post concert cry at the airport… don’t make me go back.

[seuonji]

could u do a scenario of a member at one of your concerts and the fans see him and film his reaction? it can just be the vocal team <3

from aya: hi!! sorry this took so long but hope you enjoy!! i love this idea but i wasn’t quite sure how to write it haha. happy you’re entertained by the yn!idol series and thank you for requesting!!<3

i wrote reactions + some smau visuals =w=!! let me know if there’s anything you want to change with how i interpreted this req!!

jeonghan/jihoon has a muted reaction but fans can tell he’s holding back. he’s pursing his lips a lot and has his arms crossed. but he can’t help but look down and smile whenever you’re in the center! he looks calm at first but eventually he outwardly shows his excitement as he’s waving his hands to your song and cheering loudly for you.

jihoon probably doesn’t realise fans have taken pictures of him until the he’s on the internet and it’s everywhere. you best believe seventeen mocked him for his actions at your concert. you did too but it was. a bit more bearable than seventeen.

jeonghan definitely noticed fans taking pics of him but he doesn’t mind it. however he will get embarrassed if you tease him for his act at your concert. but of course, he knows you’re just joking.

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joshua outwardly shows his excitement from the beginning of the show to the end! he may be on the quieter side but he’s still so smiley throughout the concert.

he does not notice fans taking pics of him he was way too immersed with your performance.

with that, he’s definitely the type to take videos of the show but he forgets he’s filming and casually continues to cheer so the videos end up being too shaky that he can’t watch it without getting a headache.

he was kinda embarrassed when videos of him circulated around the internet but what mattered most to him was that you felt his support!

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seokmin/seungkwan does not hold back. they’re holding banners and your groups lightstick.

people definitely post him as ‘if my future boyfriend is not as supportive as seokmin/seungkwan, i don’t want him.’

when he noticed people taking pictures of him they’d point to you and tell them to take pictures of you instead. lovingly.

he’d get pouty if you tease him for the way he was at your concert after you saw your fans posts. he’d joke that he won’t go to your next concert—

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