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[fls-rvl]

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[cherie-doll]

𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon: You’ve Got Sleeping Issues

ᶻz Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Phillip Graves, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

‎܂ ｡ ༢ medicine isn’t enough i need someone to knock me out with a shovel (for all my insomniacs <3)

Ghost

Oh, what do two insomniacs do with each other on restless nights?

He used to be alone on these nights, listening to the ticking of the clock as the hours cruelly pass by without granting rest

Now you both sit in silence watching the reborning sun and it’s kind of enjoyable now

Pulls out a bottle of NyQuil and takes turns taking shots until either you or him or both simultaneously pass out

Soap

When he’s with you he wants to do everything with you; including sleeping

He’s visibly upset that you can’t sleep but he’s not mat at you, he’s mad at whatever prevents you to cuddle next to him under a heap of blanket and pillows at night

You’re often tossing and turning in bed, fidgeting with your hands as you pace around the bedroom that it wakes him

You try and coax him to go back to sleep but he’s up and determined to stay up with you bingewatching tv shows, trying weird snack combinations, etc…

Gaz

Tries out everything to get you to sleep

From adjusting your routine to diet choices before bed

He knows you hate taking pills and it’s the last thing you resort to by doctor’s orders

He adjusts your pillows and blankets on your side of the bed, letting you rest your head on his shoulder as you drift off to sleep

Gently cradles your head as he lays you down on your back

And doesn’t sleep until he hears your breaths change and the pulsation of your heart, at ease knowing you’re finally resting

Alejandro

You have terrible nightmares that prevent you from getting a peaceful sleep

Anytime you awaken in a panic; cold sweat, hands seizing and tugging at your shirt, feeling your heart thumping wildly in your chest

He wakes up right away upon hearing your quickened breaths

“It’s alright, I’m right here cariño”

Touching foreheads, light touches on your arms and neck to sooth you, holds you close to him, intertwining fingers

Taking you to the window where you can observe the moon, “see the moon? Look at how she shines… focus on her lustre.”

Phillip Graves

Turning over in bed, his arms searching for you only to find you in a slouched position

“Hard time falling asleep doll?” He drags out his words, words slurring together from having just woken up

When you whimper and nod he pulls you down with him, his hands pulling you against his chest and placing sweet and comforting kisses on your head as he caresses your hair, softly humming

Spooning you is one of his fave ways to feel your body against his, wants to feel as if he’s protecting you and wishes he could lull your mind

Keegan

Knows you’re likely to fall asleep at random times of the day due to fatigue

With a tap of his finger on your wrist he’ll signal for you to rest your head on his lap

He’ll take to trailing his hand up and down your back, following the outline of your spine with his index finger, slower and more deliberately

Speaks very low and softly to give you reassurance he’s there, leans down and places a soft kiss on your cheek once you’ve fallen asleep

König

He takes one look at you and immediately knows you did not sleep

And yet, even if you watched the moon descend and the sun rise your cherub eyes are as loving and warm as they meet his

Whilst he was asleep, you inched closed and wrapped his strong arms around your body

Now he’s awoken to holding what he considers dear, you, enfolded in his arms gently

Cuddles and stays curled up next to you until you drift off to sleep, even if it’s only for a little bit

Horangi

At night, before bed he prepares teas, warms milk and anything else he can think of to get you to sleep

As daybreak enfolds he finds you yet again with dimmed eyes, signaling you did not sleep

You feel as if a river rushes through your bones as he strokes your back in circles, whispering softly in your ear

The soft, golden glow of the sun makes this scenery seem dreamy as your eyelids feel heavier

He watches until you fall asleep and subtly slips out of your arms, tucking you into bed and closing the curtains to let you sleep in and catch up on your sleep

Nikto

He’s either out like a rock or is tossing and turning unable to quiet his mind

In the silence, thinking you’re asleep, he reaches out to your form to engulf in your warmth only to find you awake when he glances at your face

You open your eyes and he freezes, already starting to retreat before you clutch his hand close, not letting go

“Sorry…for waking you�� he mumbles, before you tell him you can’t sleep either

He’s silent for a moment before he softly says, “come closer” so he’s spooning you as you inhale his scent and fall asleep, your body rising with every breath; you’re like his stuffed animal 〜(⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝)♡

[slytherinshua]

ᶻz　JUST FOR A WEEK　( 최수빈 )

      in which . . . your ex boyfriend helps you sleep just for a week. genre fluff , exes to ? , one bed trope , some itzy member cameos , soobin x fem!reader   cw exes sharing a bed obv , reader not over soobin at all (but he isn't over reader either) , this is just cute and fluffy , not proofread wc 881   request @soobchwe   note slytherinshua txt fic era plsplsplspls   net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet

Maybe your genius idea to not tell your friends that you had broken up with Soobin hadn’t been as genius as you thought. The original thought was to give yourself enough time to process the change before sharing. But now, swept away on an impromptu summer vacation, of which the beach cabin Yeji booked only had 3 bedrooms, you realized just how truly stupid that idea two months ago had been. Because of your failure to communicate your new relationship status, you and Soobin were expected to share a room. With only 1 bed. 

It couldn’t be that bad, right? You were still friendly with Soobin. Sure, there was a little bit of awkwardness in the air between you two every time you talked, but it wasn’t like you hated him. He was still the same kind, considerate, and loving man he always had been while you dated. He hadn’t changed, still treating you as gently as ever. 

It was especially clear that Soobin didn’t want to overstep your boundaries, knowing the scars from the breakup were still quite present. However amicable and “healthy” the breakup had been, you were still struggling to figure out your emotions after the fact. A part of you felt like it would’ve been easier to move on if you and Soobin hadn’t fit so well together. From hobbies, interests, likes, dislikes, food preferences, opinions— you matched up with him on almost everything. 

Everyone was able to see it. Yeonjun, Ryujin, Lia, and Beomgyu all agreed that you were a match made in heaven. Maybe your hesitance to tell them of your breakup had been for fear of shattering their excitement for you and Soobin. You knew they would ask why you broke up, and you weren’t ready to discuss the details. 

The past few weeks had been filled with a battle, trying to stop missing him as much as you did. Reminding yourself that the breakup was your choice, a chance to focus on yourself and get into a better mental headspace. You’d made significant progress. At least, you thought you had. Being around each other for even just one day on this vacation put you back at square one immediately. 

And now, rolling your suitcase into the bedroom you were expected to share with the man, a weight only settled in your chest, wondering how the hell you were supposed to survive a week in his presence. He came up behind you, backpack slung over one shoulder.

“Ah… You didn’t tell them, did you?” Soobin’s voice was smooth, posing the question to you in a relaxed manner. You shook your head.

“Did you?” 

“No. You didn’t seem ready.” 

Even the simple observation had your heart cracking slightly in your chest. You missed how easily he could read you, how he truly understood how you felt better than anyone. You missed him. 

“Should I room with Yeonjun and Beomgyu? I really don’t mind,” he offered immediately, seeing the apprehensive look on your face. 

You sighed. “No. They’ll catch on if you do that. It’s really fine. Just don’t cross onto my side of the bed, okay?” 

“Okay.”

You couldn’t fall asleep. You could barely even think with Soobin right there. He was facing away from you, head buried in his pillow, quietly breathing. From what you could tell, he wasn’t asleep yet. Yet he seemed so comfortable and calm that you were almost fooled by it. He had been so relaxed and unaffected by everything the whole day; your presence, sharing a room, sharing a bed. Every hurdle that seemed to knock you over bypassed Soobin with ease. You wondered if he was faking it like you or if he had truly moved on from you completely in just three weeks. Maybe you were the only one lingering onto feelings from the past in his presence. 

He shifted, turning over to face you and you froze. You didn’t remember when you had turned to stare at his back, but now that you were staring straight into his eyes, you wanted to sink into the floor and disappear. Exes definitely shouldn’t be this hung up, right?

“I can’t sleep when you’re staring at me like that,” he whispered.

“I can’t sleep with you that far away from me.” 

Fuck. 

“I-I meant that close to me. I can’t sleep when you’re that close,” you reiterated, silently begging that your awful coverup would work. You could barely make out him raising an eyebrow in the dark. 

“Are you sure? You always slept better in my arms.” 

He wasn’t lying. In fact, your sleep had been one of the things that had suffered post-breakup. It was hard to fall asleep and even harder to stay asleep with Soobin gone and your bed feeling so noticeably cold every night. 

His warm hand reached for your wrist, hesitantly grabbing it, giving you time to push him away. You didn’t. Instead, you let him pull you closer, until your head rested on his chest, the sound of his steadily beating heart faint in your ears.

“I’ll help you sleep soundly,” he mumbled. 

You held onto him tighter, feeling drowsy for the first time surrounded by his body warmth and comforting scent. Maybe you’d let him help you sleep. Just for a week. 

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[2kiran]

ftm!simon getting frustrated because m!reader only fucks his ass as a punishment for simon distracting him during a meeting 🙏🙏

also, his hand is pushed away every time simon tries to rub his clit or finger himself because he can't take being neglected for so long

“ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 ”

◜ᐢ..ᐢ◝ ᶻz ➜ he’s a huge distraction that needs to be taught a lesson.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𖤐 pairing ☆ ftm!simon “ghost” riley x dom!m!reader ˖ ࣪ ˖ cw ıllı mean!reader. flashback. brat taming. anal sex. orgasm delay. ⪩⭔⪨

“Fuck— just, baby, please!”

Simon grasped the sheets tightly, uncontrollable groans seeping from his throat like a faucet. The smirk he wore wasn’t present, far from it. His pussy fluttered around nothing as your cock bullies into his other hole. It was his fault.

“Any questions?”

It was around 2200 hours, if you remember correctly. An unusual hour for a meeting. Your eyelids were heavy and your muscles screamed. Back aching from exhaustion. You barely had a wink of sleep, ripped from your grasp when Simon knocked on your door to rise you for the current debrief. Surely, Price could have asked for this the next day, but he insisted to have it now. “No, sir.” Your reply rasped out of your throat, hand coming around your neck to rub away the tension.

That brain of yours was silent, ears muffling out the words that were being spoken. Somehow, Gaz and Soap still had energy. They teased you a little bit for your lack of focus, but they were cut short by your captain. Your eyes were quickly drooping, so quick to fall asleep, any moment now.

Not until you felt a hand on your thigh.

You tense, glancing only to see that it belonged to Simon.

He wasn’t looking at you. Like it wasn’t intentional. You knew that it wasn’t the case, he knew what he was doing. It’s probably just his way to make you pay attention, right?

No. It was far from that.

His intentions were made clear when it slowly, oh so slowly, crept up. Fingers on the inner side, close to your crotch. “Ghost,” You hiss, sending him a glare. He was beside you, skull-patterned glove hidden beneath the table. The grip he had on your thigh tightened, squeezing the flesh.

The quietest, similar to a whisper, of a hum resonated from his chest. It was an acknowledgement. You knew he wouldn’t listen.

Now here he was, forced to just take it. This was a different form of pleasure. Not enough. “More, need more,” you scoff, dragging your hips back. “More?” mockingly, you slammed back in, “You need more, don’t you? So fuckin’ greedy.” he yelps, tears flooding his eyes but he blinks them back. Still somewhat stubborn. “I’m sorry.” he whispers, so softly, like he didn’t mean it. In spite of his apology, his hand snakes down to rub at his clit.

Harshly, the back of your hand meets his palm. Pushing it away. “What was that?” you thrust, uncaringly. Reveling in the surprised gasp he gifts you. “I’m sor—” he cuts himself off with a yelp when you harshly thrust into him again, “I’m sorry!”

“Uh, uh.” you take both of his wrists and pin them above his head, “You’re sorry? For what?” he whimpers, the brattiness in him melting into desperation. “I’m sorry...nggh! f-for distracting you. Please, baby. I can’t.” Good answer, but you can’t simply give in. Yet. “You can,” a kiss was pressed to his cheek. “Just a little more, yeah?”

He shouldn’t be as wet as he is from that.

A nod was all you received, and all that you needed. With every movement forward, his clit caught onto the fabric below. If he angled himself just right, he’d be able to—

Your hand wrapped around his thigh, moving him in order for him to lay on his side. His leg was in the air, cock still pounding into his hole. In this position, he couldn’t experience the pleasure he yearned for. He didn’t need you there. A frustrated whimper left him, frowning when he attempted to rock into nothing. You were close, but he wasn’t. “Love,” he called, a moan following. “Shit, ‘m close.” you warn, that wasn’t the response he was looking for. It only caused him to try to escape your hold on his wrists, yet to no avail. He wanted you in his greedy cunt, not there. It wasn’t fair, he only wished for your attention.

Simon garbled in between a loud gasp and a choked moan when he felt your fingers plunge into him without any resistance, given to he was soaking. “That what you wanted?” your hips was flush against his, halting as your cock leaks of cum into his gaping hole.

“Y-yeah— oh, yes, fuck!” He clamped around you — both on your cock and fingers. You pull out along with your digits, leaving him oozing with cum and on the brink of a climax. He let out a cry, head moving towards you to ask why, he was right there.

“Keep that in, ‘kay? I have somethin’ to finish.”

Deity, he hates how you’re so effortlessly infuriating.

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

[kinokkotsu]

“Don’t js sit there and wait 4 me to talk,”ᶻz ⟢— yuta okkotsu x reader

TW: the reader is severely traumatized, the reader lost her loved ones during shibuya incident, HEAVY angst, love confession, fluff, THE AFTERMATHS OF JJK MANGA ENDING, MANGA SPOILERS!! Yuta has lost it too btw ��୧

“Aren’t you tired?” You looked up from your hot dinner. “You had just returned from eliminating a special grade.”

The dining table was piled with various kinds of foods. The room reeked of unrequited love and affection. It almost made you want to melt into the ground out of shame.

“Tired? This is just a simple dinner. You deserve it. So sit back, relax and enjoy your evening,” Okkotsu gave you a gentle smile. He was sitting in his chair so elegantly. As if he was a doll for display.

You lazily swung your fork around the small chop of meat on your plate. It was regarded as impolite to play with your food at the table yet you could not help it. Whatever act he was putting up was rather exaggerated and nerve wrecking.

“I think I remember telling you to stay away from my house,” you muttered. Your voice came out like a whisper. You did not dare to look at him but you could sense his gaze burning down on your face.

He breathed out a laugh. “Did you?”

“I sure did.” You put the fork in your mouth. “I am no longer a part of the jujutsu society anymore. Why do you still insisting on clinging onto me?”

“Forgive me then,” He replied. He poured himself a glass of water and gulped it down. He had just dodged your question. Great.

It hadn’t been long since your partner, who you had been in a committed relationship, died during whatever that was. Ever since the disasters occurred within jujutsu society. You would never believe you could easily love somebody as easily again. You suppose you do not genuinely had the strength to.

You glanced at his abdomen. Behind the linen cloth of his shirt laid a dark giant horizontal scar that once made him almost lose his life. It’s only pure luck that had saved him from entering the death’s door.

“I once thought it is appropriate to only admire you— a undeniably strong colleague,” He broke the taunting silence, his eyes glancing away like he was thinking about something from the past. “However, now that everything had gone crumbling down and it’s only you and I left..” he smiled as his piercing eyes darted back at you again. “It feels like I have the responsibility to grasp every piece of love everyone else had for you.”

He dragged his finger, circling on the soft mattress of the table. “And finally form something full, something complete.”

You winced at his words. He knew you couldn’t handle this sort of conversation yet he dared utter those words like he wanted to let his friends die from the start.

Had he finally lost it?

Of course it was going to turn out like that for him as well. Everyone left the both of you in this grey world. Despite the other survivors remaining, you and him were like two small connected puzzle pieces lying far from the other pieces.

It was not the same. It will never be the same.

Everything hasn’t been okay since you stepped out of that butcher hole. It was beyond petrifying. It was traumatic for both parties. And yet he had the audacity to act like those deaths of his beloved ones had not fazed his delicate little soul. It was as though he was not quite as disheveled as you were.

“I can’t return the favor,” you dropped your spoon next to the plate. “Look, I don’t even believe I have the ability to form a proper relationship again.” your voice trembled. “I am really, extremely sorry so can you please just stop seeing me agai-.”

“I can,” He smiled. His body leaned against the table. “but you must promise me something.”

“You must tell me what it is, first or I will not be confined to it.” You stared into his wet eyes. Despite the goodie-two-shoes look on his face, you could sense the heavy burden of the man who was once the second strongest sorcerer in the jujutsu world.

"In the future, if you ever find yourself in the position to love somebody again,” He smiled softly. “let it be me.” Somewhere along that sentence, you heard his voice shook.

Your breath became unstable. Is he stupid? Your ability to love was lacking because you had become too afraid to dedicate your heart again. Therefore this ridiculous fantasy he had was never likely to happen.

What is giving him the strength to be so desperate?

You pressed down both your hands into the table mattress. “Why must you be so stubborn? Don’t you get it? We are both at the edge of turning insane! What gives you the illusio-”

“I love you,” Yuta confessed, “I learned to appreciate you even more given the circumstances. I wish to adore every part of you while I remain alive.”

You felt like something clicked within you.

You realised that you had taken the negativity out of the situation whereas this man before you learn to cope with it in a more meaningful way. Had he always been like this?

The familiar old smile appeared in your memory and you confirmed that. He’d always been like this.

You inhaled as you built up every courage to breathe out. “You were already adored by many including me.” You said, shaken by the pain of the loss of your old boyfriend. “But I..promise you I will not dodge my feelings for you if I were to discover myself again.”

“Good.” He gave you a toothy grin. The one that you hadn’t seen for possibly years. “We will be alright, [Name].” He took your cold hands with his warm ones. “You and I, together, will go through this.”

Your heart ached at the look of his thrilled face. Can you really be hopeful about this? It should not possibly be happening sooner or later but maybe if you just stand strong and get up again, both of you get to live a happy life and this time, a happy ending.

“Now eat up, the food is getting cold.” He insisted before retreating his hand from yours. A small smile broke out your lips. You were almost certain that you will be having this guy in your house more often to cook meals for you.

Regarding fairness, It’s a price for asking a huge favor from you.

I saw a slideshow on tiktok about this kinda plot and I’m balling my eyes out. BTW I hope I still have my people w me.🙂‍↕️ I hadn’t posted in a long time due to assignments and stuff. I apologize deeply for that, my loves. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ⋅ᡣ𐭩 ་༘

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[cvntluver444]

i fkn love ur writing holy shit, if ur taking requests can u pls do some fluffy cuddly clingy ellie (need her i’m so lonely 😭😭😭)

bedtime routine ellie williams

☁︎ summary : the request! 🤍

☁︎ warnings : intended lowercase, first fluff!!, short little wip, and i think that’s it! lmk if i missed anything!

☁︎ a/n : thank you so so much anon ❤️❤️ i’ve been feeling really insecure about my writing lately so im happy to receive your kind words and your request to switch it up a bit!! it means a lot!! i hope you enjoy!! <3

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₊ ⊹ ᶻz ␥

you stretched out and let out a yawn as you and ellie walked into your room. you had just finished watching a movie and were so excited to end the night by laying in your bed and falling asleep next to your girlfriend.

“let me lay on you,” she begs, you giggle and she lays her head on her chest and you give her a big hug. you press a kiss on her head, whispering an “i love you”.

she lifts her head up for a moment to give you a peck on the lips. “i love you more,” she tells you, a big smile on her face. she starts kissing you again and you have to push her away and she pouts. she goes back to the position she was in and you start tracing circles on her back.

ellie put wrapped her arms under you and squeezed. she rubs her head against you and inhales. “you smell so good,” she breathes out. you giggle and thank her.

“you compliment me too much,” you tell her.

“how could i not compliment the most beautiful human in the world?” she questions, sarcasm laced in her voice. your cheeks turn red. after being together for how long you have been, you and ellie still know exactly what to say to each other to cause butterflies to form in your stomachs.

“um actually i think you’re the most beautiful human in the world,” you bite back. she gets up again and play shoves you. you laugh as she comes up to lay next to you. you turn around so you’re looking into her eyes. you trail your fingers up her arm, causing goosebumps to form on her skin. your thumb caresses her cheek before your fingertips reach a piece of her hair that you tuck behind her ear. because you were dating the clingiest woman in the world, you always knew how much personal attention meant to her.

after a couple seconds of staring at each other, she leans in and places a long kiss on your lips. you two move your lips in unison, paying no attention to anything besides each other. after couple minutes, you two pull apart and catch your breath. you stare at each other some more before leaning into each other again.

“i love you so much ellie,” you tell her, trying to get as close as you possibly can to her.

“i love you so much more.” she says, as she now places a kiss on the crown of your head. the sound of her heartbeat lulls you to sleep, your light snores causing ellie to fall into a deep sleep shortly after.

₊ ⊹ ᶻz ␥

☁︎ a/n : i hope you enjoyed!! i neverrrr read fluff so this was fun to write teehee

[em1e]

ᶻz feat. wakasa + kazutora+ rindou !!

tokyo revengers && first meetings

☓ kazu's 2 times longer than the other don't look at me. tw for a hostile ex on rindou's !!

ᶻz・wakasa imaushi

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is chaotic.

“oh my god shin, your nose!” 

you’re quick into action, despite shinichiro and wakasa basically barging through your front door while the former cradles a probably broken nose. you grab some paper towels as quickly as you can while wakasa helps his friend to your couch, barely taking in your home despite him never stepping foot into it. 

 you’re talking fast, questions overlapping on your tongue before either boy can answer them, “what happened? why’d you come here?” 

shinichiro groans when you press the napkins against his face far hastier than you should, taking them from your own hands and leaning his head against the back of your couch. obviously in too much pain to answer, you look to the stranger who he’s come in with. 

he shrugs, popping the lollipop he was sucking on out of his mouth and nodding to shinichiro, “needed to get off the street, ‘nd he said he knew someone.” 

you kick at shinichiro’s foot half heartedly, frowning, “don’t bring your stupid gang violence around my house, you know i don’t like that stuff.” 

a muffled apology leaves his lips, and you sigh before moving to grab ice for the two of them. bringing back bags of peas and dropping one onto shinichiro’s stomach (he groans dramatically at the contact), then pass the other to his friend. he raises an eyebrow at you, and you nod to his bruising knuckles. 

it’s then he takes them in himself, clicking his tongue, then grabbing the bag from you with a small thanks. you eye him for a second, before plopping down on the couch beside shinichiro. 

“‘m (y/n), by the way.” you offer a small smile, “i babysit emma and mikey sometimes when shin is out doing nefarious things.” 

“wakasa,” he hums out, sitting across from you, “i make sure shinichiro doesn’t die doing his nefarious things.” 

you giggle, and shinichiro groans, “please don’t flirt with me sitting right here. i don’t think i can take much more damage- physically or mentally.” 

“not my fault you brought your pretty friend here after you got socked in the face.” 

“you think ’m pretty?” wakasa grins, eyes half-lidded and completely ignoring his friend's request. 

“very.” you hum, leaving shinichiro to groan louder. you elbow at his side, and he dramatically topples over so he’s laying on the couch instead, “sorry shin, we’re talking.” 

one glance to wakasa and he’s licking his teeth, then sending you a smile, “that we are.” 

ᶻz・kazutora hanemiya 

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is awkward.

“no, kazutora, put the cat food on the right side of the store - you know what, nevermind, i’ll do it.” chifuyu sighs heavily, placing the bags of dog food he’d just opened hastily on the shelf and pushing the box kazutora set beside him away with a huff. 

“huh? but these are the same brands, don’t you want to keep them together?” 

chifuyu closes his eyes, taking a second to breathe and remember he needs to have some semblance of patience - kazu’s only been out for a few weeks, he’s still adjusting to normal life. he sighs again and nods, “in theory, yes, but we’re keeping the cat stuff and dog stuff separate, remember?“ 

a small ‘oh’ leaves kazutora’s mouth, and chifuyu stands with a huff, stretching his legs then picking up the box. the bell to the door rings and both pairs of eyes find themselves wandering towards the front. chifuyu nods his head in the direction, “d’ya think you can take care of them?” 

kazutora hums out a reply, waving a hand behind him as chifuyu says something something register. he knows his friend is growing increasingly agitated with having to baby him, and he doesn’t want to be any more of a burden than necessary. 

he meets you at the register, and your eyes wander around the store before finally settling on the man behind the counter, offering him a smile. 

“hi! um, i recently found a kitten on the street and i was wondering if you could help me get whatever i need to take care of it?” 

kazutora only stares, head tilting slightly as your fingers dance across the counter. the silence goes on for longer than you’d expect, and you stand on your toes and puff out cheeks when he doesn’t immediately reply. you clear your throat. 

“is um . . . is there something i need to do first?” 

you look across the counter to see if maybe there’s a sign in sheet for suggestions or something, but you find nothing. 

“we have cat food and litter.” he says when you meet his gaze again, still giving you the same look he did when you walked in. 

“great!” you smile, looking around the store, “can you show me?” 

he straightens, looking down the sea of aisles for chifuyu since he’d be much better help than him. hell, he’s still learning the difference in medications for dogs and cats and other miscellaneous animals - it would be unfair to lead you astray with a bad suggestion. 

he sees no one else in the immediate vicinity, which means chifuyu has left him alone at the front of the store. 

“um, yeah. yeah, i can” 

right side of the store, he reminds himself. that’s where the stuff for cats is. he leads you in that direction, stopping in front of the aisles when he finds the bags he was previously shoving in the dogs section. 

you lean forward, taking in each option and tap your chin with a hum, then look at him with a tilted head. 

“any recommendations?” 

you have to notice he has no idea what he’s doing by now, right? still, face unwavering, he picks up the bag they feed the cats they have up for adoption, “we use this for the cats here. i’m not really sure about the differences in other brands and stuff.” 

you take the bag gently from his hold, then grab a similar one from the same brand that’s labeled specifically for kittens and compare the two. 

“i think i’ll get this one since she’s still pretty small.” you hold up the latter and place the former back where he picked it up from, “how about litter?”

he takes you to the aisle behind the one you were previously in, gesturing awkwardly to the many different types. before you can ask if he has any suggestions, he points to one, “this is the one we use here.” 

you smile. he read your mind. 

with a small huff, you're grabbing that same brand and almost drop the container when you take it off the shelf - it’s much heavier than you thought. though kazutora has his own faults, he isn’t an asshole who’d just leave you to struggle. he gingerly grabs it from you, and you beam at him with a smile, “thanks.” 

he only offers a curt nod, and follows you as you shop for smaller miscellaneous things - toys, treats, and a litter box all fill your hands along with the food you grabbed previously and kazutora offers no complaints when you finally make your way back to the counter. 

“thanks.” you hum out again when he rounds the corner to get behind the register. he pauses for a second, staring at the computer and all its buttons and he’s genuinely lost for a second, trying to remember how chifuyu taught him to use it. 

lucky for him, the man himself comes out from the back, a box in his hands and easily reading the furrow of his friends brows. 

“all you have to do is ask for help,” he sighs with a click of his tongue, setting the box beside the items you’re buying. he taps a few things, explaining to kazutora again just how to do it and starts scanning the items for you, “he give you too much trouble? he’s still training-” 

“he was perfectly helpful.” you smile, “i would’ve been lost otherwise.” 

ᶻz・rindou haitani

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is violent. 

“leave me alone-” you’re shoving past your ex with a huff, almost gasping when instead of letting you pass, he pushes you against the wall of the dingy club you’re in and grins at your clear aggravation. 

“we’re not done talking,” he sighs out, “i didn’t come all the way to roppongi to get brushed to the side.” his arms are caging you in, and you want to scream to get anyone’s attention. you’re unsure if it’d even work - everyone around you seems to already be too drunk to worry about what’s going on outside their bubble, and you sure if anyone does notice, they don’t care. 

“why come at all. are you stalking me now? i told you i don’t want anything to do with you-”

he stops you with a growl, eyes narrowing, “ah ah, we’re here to talk. don’t wanna make me upset, do ya?” you flinch away from him when he reaches up to cup your cheek, and someone clicking their teeth behind him makes him pause and look over his shoulder. “what, can’t you see we’re talki-” 

he doesn’t get to finish his sentence. not when the man behind him rears his fist back and punches. 

you pull your arms to yourself, gasping as he collapses to the floor with your eyes wide. one hit, and he’s out cold. you look up frantically to the offender, your savior, but he’s already pushing his way through the gaping crowd, leaving you to stumble behind him as he leaves the club. 

“w-wait a sec!” you call out after him, and he pauses his retreat but doesn’t turn to face you. it gives you time to catch up to him, and when you’re standing in front of him, he’s scowling. despite this, he’s still pretty. you feel your face warm, and his brows raise as if he’s waiting for you to say something. 

you did scream for him, after all. 

“u-um, thanks,” you manage out after a moments pause, bowing your head, “thank you.” you say again more clearly. when you finally look back up at him he’s eyeing you in a way that has you wrapping your arms around yourself.

he clicks his teeth again, walking past you without a word, and you find yourself following behind like a lost puppy. he pauses again when you’re only a few steps behind him, looking over his shoulder, “if you’re gonna follow me, you might as well walk with me and talk.” 

he says it like a statement, but you take it as a command. you walk for a few blocks in silence before you break it to mumble out your name. 

he grins at the sound of it leaving your lips, “rindou haitani.” and it dawns on you then it was his club you were just in. apologies follow. for your ex, for not destabilizing the situation, for ruining the mood in his club, but he’s shaking his head with a hum. 

“s’okay. you just gave me an excuse to leave, and i’m glad your pretty self followed.” 

[vanillaxoxocore]

Fuck Away The Pain.

Pairing: Adam First man x f!reader

> ⸝⸝﹒WARNINGS ; Explicit Language, cursing, Porn with plot, Porn, rough sex, vaginal fingering, gaping, drunk sex, Adam while high, drinking, dry humping, jealous/aggressive sex, sexual tension, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, use of pet names, implied size kink, language, dirty talk, hair pulling, dom! Adam, overstimulation;

⊹ ⌣ ⌣ ୨୧ ⌣ ⌣ ⊹

໒ Ft. Adam HB ᶻz

౨ৎ ︵︵ I recently had a fight with my romantic interest. It began mildly, but as we both continued to add to it, it escalated into a furious exchange of shouts,

“for fuck’s sakes! Why do you always start shit like this when we’re together?”,

From the other room, you heard him yell at me. Even though i had planned to spend the rest of the evening at my boyfriend's apartment, i decided to pack up my things and go. His remarks were like a knife to the chest, and even though i weren't blinking, i could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks and my vision getting unfocused.

They simply would not go away. My breathing contracted and it hurt, a lump forming in my throat. I completed packing every item that belonged to me. I finished packing all my belongings. My boyfriend cussed me out something that wasn’t heard clear but just rang through my ears.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Opening the door, i turned my upper body and flipped him off before slamming the front door shut.

I felt anxious and uncomfortable on the awkward walk home. I could feel eyes on me even if nobody was out at this late hour. I started to wonder if I was really to blame for the disagreement, if I was the trigger for all of our arguments. I softly sighed and moved toward your house since I was ready for the whole night to be over.

౨ৎ ︵︵ After what seemed like an eternity, I started to up my home's stairs. Shaking, I reached into my purse to retrieve my house key, but my hand trembled and I couldn't fit it into the lock. I swore in exasperation— "isn’t this the fucking light of my night.”, as more tears streamed down my cheeks. I rattled the key entire for the first time, finally managing to steady my hands. Slamming the door open and sending the doorknob crashing into the wall.

I tend to get more frustrated even when I take off my shoes. I grumble and kick off my shoes, sending them flying into the wall. There was a soft thump, as I dropped my purse to the floor and started up the stairs.

I heard a faint noise a few steps up and thought— "Did I leave my TV on? — As I ascended the stairs further, I noticed a golden feather shining from the corner of the wall, which I knew right away. Was that Adam's? Dealing with him at this time was not the right time,

As I walked up to the flat floor, I saw Adam, man spread out on my couch, reclining back on the back cushions and loudly chewing on the hamburger in his hand. With his other arm propped up on the top of the couch, he seemed engrossed in something on the television.

As I made my way over to my coffee table, I noticed several large beverages and bags of fast food. Standing there for a few seconds, and as he noticed me, his eyes widened. He then stopped chewing for a while and began to slowly chew the food that was still in his mouth, swallowing it with a loud gulping sound. Before talking, he uses his robe to clean his mouth,

“Hey, babe! You look fucking rough. Did your boyfriend forget to put it in the right hole this time? — I squint my eyes and point to my front door while he snickers with closed eyes, i state: "Can you get the fuck out, Adam? I'm not in the mood for your nonsense right now — Adam instantly stops laughing at the remarks I made and gives me a round-eyed stare.

"Wowah there, babe," he says with a ear to ear smirk and round eyes — What's twitching your panties?”, He tries to remain composed and says, "You usually don't mind when I drop by like this. — He ends his statement with a brief smirk.

౨ৎ ︵︵ However, Adam was correct—I appear as though I was just mobbed by a bunch of people. My body was shivering, my hair had become tangled and striking out, and my eyes were a deep crimson. I also happened to be sweating. I say, "Adam, I can't deal with you right now," as my voice breaks and cracks and suddenly becomes higher pitched. My throat felt that lump tighten up again.

Adam leaned forward and seemed to get the notion before laughing a little, "Holy fuck! Did you and your boyfriend have another argument, bro? — he gets up from the couch, places his hamburger on the table, and picks up the large beverage that was next to it. He reclines back on the couch with a grin.

My head shook and my eyebrow twitched. "Ex-boyfriend now," I muttered, my voice like an imitating whisper. Adams was slurping his drink when I said this, and as he did, his eyelids loosened. Finishing my sentence, his eyes widened as he choked on the beverage. With a bewildered expression, he asks, "Wait what? Really? "You're not shitting me at all?" he asks, grinning, ear to ear.

Adam squinted one eye while keeping the other wide; the squinted eye's eyebrow furrowed as he cocked the other eyebrow high up. He stares at me with that shit eating expression on his face, i stood there not saying anything.

After becoming extremely anxious, I said, "Who does that fucker think he even is? He's simply looking for ways to put the blame on me, I promise! You know, I'm sure he's hitting on his new coworker buddy. Since she joined, he has been as new as paint! — I walk over to the couch, throwing my arms and complaining to Adam. I settle in while Adam crosses over to the opposite side of the couch.

I was irritated as Adam sat there as well as my leg was bouncing. I bury my face in my palms, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees. Adam sat there awkwardly as I started to cry quietly. "Hey babe — he said, but I interrupted him by taking him by the collar and tugging him in close to my face. His eyes widened and his brows raised, his mouth forming a sideways "v" shape as he stared at me and blinked a few times.

"You don't think I started the breakup, do you?" — I question him, staring him squarely in the eyes as tears stream down my cheeks at his feeble shrug.

౨ৎ ︵︵ As he leans back, I release his collar and lean forward, pressing my forehead on his chest. I sat there attempting to calm down. "You know," he hums, giving me an awkward back pat. "I can help you find a distraction," Adam chirps. Adam adds, "Keep your mind off him, ya know?" with a nonchalant expression. I look up at him, my chin resting on his chest, my eyes misty and bewildered. He placed his hand on my thigh and started massaging it.

I curse at him, "Adam, this isn't the time for fucking jokes," as he leans back a bit and whistles, "calm down, sweetie. I'm only trying to comfort you.”

I sigh and lie back on the couch, saying, "Adam, find me another way to comfort." Despite appearing disheartened, Adam persists and says, "Sure thing, babe." He hums and, as the bags of food and drink vanished into the portal, he made of a circle with his index finger. Before I can even sit up, Adam shuts the portal and summons out something that flashes brightly in my sight. I observed stacks of full booze bottles and a gold bong fashioned like a wing. I wondered to myself, "Was this his way to comfort people and himself?" but I kept my mouth shut.

Reaching ahead, he picks up a brand-new bottle of whisky and effortlessly ruptures it open. I was amazed—alcohol in the afterlife? Color me surprised. He reclines backwards as he effortlessly downs the bottle, and then, with a burp, he pulls away from it after a few seconds. He frowns and cocks an eyebrow at me, asking, "What? Grab one. It's okay, babe — he adds, gesturing to the several bottles of alcohol.

With wide eyes, I ask him, "Give me yours," referring to his bottle. He stares at me, then down at the bottle he is holding. He shrugs and hands it to me. I look at it for a moment, then put the bottle excessively close to my lips and take a sip before opening my mouth wider and letting more fluid pass down my throat. The bitter taste makes me jolt a little as the scorching sensation moves down my throat. Adam smirks and laughs at me, saying, "Big chub there, babe!"

He leans back against the couch headboard, he lifts one leg up on the couch cushion as he man spread in front of me. He rests one arm on the top of the couch, lifting up his other hand and summons something that looks like a cigarette, it was golden color. When he sets a flame at the end of it, he takes a long drag before blowing out at me with a smirk, it starts to reek of weed.

My breathing hitches as I breathe in the smoke with a cough, waving my hand in front of my face clearing out the smoke.

I say, "Don't do that, Adam," and he sits up. He holds my chin and raises my head. When I turned to face him, he took another big take and blew at my face once more, shooting golden smoke that clouded my vision.Adam leans in to give me a gentle kiss as the smoke starts to dissipate. My gaze drops to our lips, and my eyes enlarge. Half of his hand rested on my jaw as he moved it from my chin to my cheek. He presses his lips more connected to mine and opens his mouth a little, all the while maintaining eye contact. He touches my lips with the tip of his tongue, and I accept the kiss.

I close my eyes and bend closer to share the kiss, extending my mouth wider to let more of his tongue enter as he slips it in. I put my hand on his thighs and moaned softly as he pulled away from the kiss, our tongues touching with a string of saliva. He gives me a sly smile and brings the end of the joint to his lips once again, inhaling yet holding the smoke inside. He moves in closer for another, starting to kiss me passionately. Our head moving in synch together as our tongues danced against each other, a sluggish sound coming out of our mouths.

as he blows the mouth within my mouth, golden smoke escaping from the corner of my lips — let me suck on your tits.” he says bluntly as he pulls away from the kiss, I shake my head.

“Adam, this feels so wrong. I just ended my relationship not long a— he cuts me off by putting his index finger over my lips, “I’m asking to suck on your tits, not put my dick in you”, not yet at least. “Know the difference, babe.”

౨ৎ ︵︵ Within a few seconds, Adam was able to get me undressed within seconds. It happened so fast but I couldn’t complain. He was amazing at everything, talking me through it, his fingers, his words, his touch. It made me need for him more, becoming more needy for his attention and touch.

He quickly took my boobs in his rough, heated hands. He kissed me, gripped them, and then put his mouth down. He delicately sucked on my nipple after flicking his tongue over it. I hiss and sigh gently when I feel his tiny bite on my breast. I close my eyes and throw back my head, letting out gasps.

He stops and goes to get a bottle of whisky. He starts by putting some on my chest and then begins to suck the juice from my breasts, leaving light hickeys on sections of my skin.

I sulk, putting my arms around Adam's neck and letting him lick my breasts some more. As he repeatedly sucks and pours whisky over my breasts, I gasp and moan in exhaustion as I feel his cock hardening against me. I brought him closer by putting my leg around his hips. He alternated between sucking and squeezing my boobs while I rocked my hips into him.

He hums, "Turn around and sit on my lap again, babe," and I nod as I get up from his lap, turn to face him, and then settle back down. He sets the partially used whisky bottle down next to him. He spreads my legs wide open, holding them high in the air while he exposes my cunt by sliding his hands under my knees. Before he lets go of my legs, my eyes dilate.

"Keep your legs like that," he says to me as he leans in and places his chin on my shoulder. He then starts to caress my thighs before placing a palm over my cunt. His index finger pressing across my clit and grazing my entrance.

He plays with my clit, Adam suddenly digs his fingers into my aching pussy causing me to let out a high pitched groan, begging for his touch for so long, it felt so amazing feeling a part of him inside me. Adam loves how simple it is to make fun of me in that way. How completely masterful he is over my enjoyment with a few simple strokes.

Just by his hands, the most common part of the body, they have the ability to elicit the sweetest groans from me as if they were nothing at all.

"Go ahead, baby, and cum all over my fingers — I'd like to feel you give them a firm and nice squeeze”, He keeps pumping his fingers in and out of me as I rock my hips into them, letting out gasps and groans. Adam had a way of leaving me dumbfounded and unable to speak.

Weakly, I felt a press against my lips as I looked down at the alcohol bottle in front of my mouth. "Drink, sweetheart. — Adam grins and keeps pumping his fingers. My eyes drift back, and I grudgingly open my mouth. Before the liquid started to seep into my mouth, I felt the glass's tip brush against my lips.

౨ৎ ︵︵ As the alcohol kept pouring into my mouth, I started to swallow it. The liquid was filling my mouth to overflowing, and drops started to drip down my chin and cheeks. I kept gulping it down, feeling a scorching sensation in my throat until Adam took the bottle away from me. My vision blurs and my tongue falls out; a thin string of saliva that tastes and smells like alcohol sticks to both my tongue and the top of the bottle.

I let out a few more grunts as waves of intense pleasure raced through my body and veins. I came up on his fingers, arching my upper body and tossing my head back. Drool trickles down my cheek and chin, causing a loud sound to escape my lips.

Adam holds my chin, causing me to turn my head to the side and stare at him. I feel his tongue go down my throat as he plants a long kiss on me, and I try to wrap mine around his as much as I can. He's licking his lower lip and savouring the last of the alcohol. I lower my legs as I feel them starting to cramp, panting heavily I let out a one last heavy pant.

He leans in close to ask, "How are you feeling right now, babe?" with a shit-eating smirk that made me want to punch him. All I could manage to slur was "mng-hfff," with Adams' finger still lodged in my cunt. With my fluids sticking to his fingers as it slowly descends, he removes his fingers from my swollen, used cunt — close enough to an answer”, he laughs.

Adam grabs me by the waist and places my back against the couch's headboard while spreading my legs and standing between them. He raises his robe and he removes everything from underneath, keeping on his boxers. Revealing his enormous bulge that his boxers were concealing. Adam gets closer, his thighs pressing into the backs of my thighs.

His cock sprung out as he pulled down his underwear, causing my eyes to expand and startle out of my intoxication, “fuck he has a dick piercing too? — I thought to myself as I stare at him with doll eyes. He uses the tips of his fingers to grasp his cockhead.

Adam smirked at my reaction, leaning down and grabbing her hand, placing it on his massive cock. "feel how thick it is? — he asked , "i know it looks big, but i promise, it's gonna feel amazing. you're gonna love it.", I nod slowly as I was rubbing around the tip piercing.

He purrs, "Turn around for me, baby," and you fumble to do so, your knees trembling as your body starts to shake. You turned around and pressed your top head against the headboard of the couch, your back to him.

He chimed, his hands wildly parting your ass cheeks to inspect your puckered hole. "Damn, you're hot like that. — ya know, i bet he can't fuck you the way I'm gonna right now." Adam said, smearing some of his spit on your cunt and dabbing some of it onto his cock, He then rubbed it generously on his cockhead, “Adam— i barely whimper out, turning your head over my shoulder, — I’m having second thoughts about this.”

"you're already here. might as well do it, yeah? — he smirks as he leans toward, his chest pressing against my back.

"so," he asked , "are you gonna take my dick or not? — I look forward once more, pausing to relive each moment. My eyebrows furrowed at the thought of my ex-boyfriend as my memories returned to him. I nodded weakly to Adam and leaned my forehead against the couch's headboard.

His shit-eating grin made my stomach turn around, and sank my teeth into my bottom lip to keep myself from wriggling. "That's my fucking woman," he rasped. I truly were excited, but it had always been difficult to accept his size. "Damn, then the bastard would definitely be upset, if he found out his ex-girlfriend has changed her mind for me," he cocked up to my tight hole with a smug expression on his face. — You know you've improved your taste?”,

Slowly pushing the head of his cock against her entrance. "relax," he murmured , "just relax and let me in."

pushing it deeper into my tight, stretched hole. I let out a strained moan, his pelvis squashed against mine. As he stretched me even further, reaching places i didn't even know existed or could be felt in.

adam groaned as he felt the tightness around his cock, pushing deeper inside me, his member stretching my puckered cunt hole wider than i thought possible. My walls had to gradually become accustomed to the intrusion as his cock began to split them apart. He let out a grunt, enjoying the sensation of my pussy squeezing his length as each second went by.

He reached down, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him, thrusting his hips in a slow and steady rhythm, his hips rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm.

"oh, fuck yes," he groaned out — you're so fucking tight”, i whimpered, arching my back in pleasure and an ounce of pain. Steady rhythm while keeping my eyes closed to concentrate on the sound of his cock sloping into my wetness. Adam picked up the pace even faster, his hips slamming against me in a brutal rhythm. His member slapped against my sensitive spots, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through my body.

"motherfucker," he groaned , "so fucking tight."

I was flat on your stomach, and he was pressing two big hands into the little hump of my back. "Want me to fuck away the pain, ya?" he asks, his accent lightening at the end of his statement. He copied the movements for the other while my hips naturally rise. Adam simply roughed me up and grabbed the area where my ass met my hips.

“Yes!” I nod, practically choking on my moans. My eyes squeeze shut, feeling the pressure into my stomach building as my body began to heat up. Completely lost in pleasure, my vision becoming blurry.

he pushed deeper than ever before, his entire length filling me completely. His member pulsed violently, shooting hot semen into my womb, filling me up to the brim, my eyes widen as I let out a moan, “H-Oh my fucking god Adam! — My voice was higher than he’d ever heard it.

he pushed deeper than ever before, his entire length filling her completely. His member pulsed violently, shooting hot semen into her womb, filling her up to the brim. He held himself there, savoring the feeling of being completely inside her, until his orgasm subsided.

Adam, whose cock was still pulsing inside me, smiled proudly at my response. He started to slowly and steadily move his hips once more. Adam's thighs struck the back of my thighs till he started to thrust his hips more rapidly. A loud slapping sound reverberated throughout the room, relishing in the noises of my pleasure mingled with anguish.

Each thrust sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her body, and he loved watching her struggle to cope with his immense size. “If you weren’t with that fuckhead, I would’ve fucked you on the first day. You were always so loyal to him like a fucking dog. — he grunts out

As Adam kept hammering into me, the thrusts caused my body to jerk. Adam groaned as he kept pushing into me when he heard a ringtone coming from my pants pockets. I shriek, "Adam, my phone is ringing! — as I feel his hand push down on the back of my head and tangle his fingers in my hair.

"Adam, my phone is ringing — He mocks at what I say and then pushes his cock deep inside of me. I scream and grab the headboard of the couch. “No shit Sherlock. I can hear the fucking ringing — he replies to me with an aggressive tone of voice. I reply back at to him with a loud groan.

"Ignore it," he moans, pushing his hips more deeply. "This feels too fucking good to stop," he complains loudly. I replied with a loud cry, "It's probably my ex-boyfriend," as Adam slowed down, he cursed under his breathe, "How the hell are you sure it's him?"

I said, "Custom ringtone," as drool started to trickle out of my mouth. "Custom ringtone?" he asks sarcastically, "You're full of shit — You're such a fucking sapp," as the phone rang for a what seems like a minute, it stopped ringing as I heard a notification ding.

He moaned, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. "Take it all, bitch," he hissed, "take every single inch of me." He tilts his head back again and with his free hand, Adam reaches down to grab my phone from the pockets of my pants. Adam proceeded to unlock my phone's camera. When I hear the recording begin, I try to seize the phone from him, but he presses my head farther into the cushion.

Lost in pleasure and with his hips ramming me even more, I lowered my hand and let out dampened cries. All I could muster was high-pitched whimpers as the air was being knocked out.

I should and could have yelled as he thrust me till there was no more of his dick visible. He struck the same location roughly twice a second with no buildup, but I ran out of energy. Right then, he gave up speed in favour of power. I gave a senseless, sexual groan and came, pushing against him from within feeling him shoot his seed into my again.

His seed erupted out of me, it began to spill out down my thighs and trails down to his cock. With a moan, he thrusts his hips a couple more times to get the high out of his system. He pulls out of me as a thread of sperm connects his tip and spills across his pierced dick to my plump, red, used cunt just as the sound of the video ending. My body twitched and a yellow, shimmering seed was pouring out of my cunt.

> ,, ᎑᎑᎑ tags ; @k1prisunnx @bucketwater69

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[heartsaturn]

✶ ᶻz .ᐟ — SARA’S FICMAS COUNTDOWN

event dates — start date : dec. 5 / end date : dec. 25

fics will be released every other day until christmas (dec. 25) , which means there will be eleven days total

masterlist :

DAY 1 | decorating the christmas tree - nico hischier

DAY 2 | christmas movie marathon - will smith

DAY 3 | throwing snowballs at each other - jack hughes

DAY 4 | telling your boyfriend that you signed both of you up for caroling - quinn hughes

DAY 5 | learning how to ice skate - connor bedard

DAY 6 | warming up by the fire - charles leclerc

DAY 7 | ugly christmas sweaters - lando norris

DAY 8 | making gingerbread houses - alex albon

DAY 9 | underneath the mistletoe - max verstappen

DAY 10 | last minute christmas shopping - ollie bearman

DAY 11 | christmas morning - oscar piastri

i hope everyone enjoys the event and has a merry christmas 🎄

[aernx]

⌕ CUPID’S REFLECTION ✶ 종성

○ﾟ˖ synopsis ʚɞ your sole mission was to get your best friend with her long term crush, heeseung. well except that you had to face his guard dog of a best friend, jay (who is actually trying to do the same thing???) along the way.

or in which ˓ 𓏲ִ two enemies form an alliance to get their (awfully dense) best friends together. who knew that the two cupids might end up shooting their arrows at each other in the midst of it all.

LAST WARNING ❕are you sure you want to play cupid ? . . .

! ▹ SELECT PAIRINGS — matchmaker! jay x matchmaker! fmr

[ next ] ! SELECT GENRE : enemies to lovers, matchmaker au

FEATURING ˚.𓂅 karina aespa, taehyun txt, han skz, rest of enhypen, brief mentions of other idols WARNINGS ˚.𓂅 profanities/use if harsh language, jay and yn are blind and dumb, angst, denial, misunderstandings, ignore all the timestamps

─── [ ▹ ] ⟢ status. ᶻz ongoing ﹒૪ ﹒ 09/07/23 - tba

[ unselected ] ! NOTES ˖ ࣪⭑ this is a work of fiction purely made up for fun and giggles, the characters here do not reflect w the idol’s irl. hihi guys ur girl aerin is back!! hope you guys enjoy! don’t mind any grammar/spelling mistakes ! also please DO NOT spam like as it will cause me to get shadowbanned.

TAGLIST 📓 open ( send an ask/comment to be added )

ㅤㅤ‎‎PROFILES #1 ❪ milk b4 cereal ❫ . . . #2 ❪ clowneries ❫

chapters. -> loading data . . . playing cupid starts in 3..2..1

ㅤㅤ001. the delusions are getting into you

ㅤㅤ002. i’m sick of your delulus

ㅤㅤ003. damn you & your biceps hyun

ㅤㅤ004. you’ll be the bestman

ㅤㅤ005. i did NOT call her a hoe

ㅤㅤ006. overdressing? what’s that?

ㅤㅤ007. you can bring a friend 🫧

ㅤㅤ008. not a double date 🫧

ㅤㅤ009. almost as if we’re meant to be 🫧

ㅤㅤ010. anything the princess says

ㅤㅤ011. if you say so

ㅤㅤ012. y’all kissed or sum?

more tba . . .

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nicknames they'd call you (p1harmony/피원하모니) — masterlist

author's note. i missed writing abt my piwon babies

₊ ⊹ ᶻz !! requested !! ␥

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KEEHO 기호

𐙚 babe, baby, sexy, mamas, schnookums, pookie

babe and baby are def his go-tos — babe more so than baby. he calls you sexy and mamas when he's feeling goofy. if you ever are ignoring him or don't hear him, he calls you in that order: "babe! baby? sexy? mamas? y/n? schnookums? pookie? apple of my eye?". . . etc.

THEO 테오

𐙚 baby, sweetheart

honestly, i don't see taeyang as really being one for pet names? if you see him as that guy that's totes fine! but to me, he just doesn't give off that vibe. he'd probably just find some sort of nickname with your name, and if your name's too short, then baby and sweetheart would be likely. taeyang strikes me as someone who would be embarrassed to call you a pet name in public or in front of others, but if he were to use one, it would be baby: sweetheart is for behind closed doors where absolutely no one can hear. and he will deny ever calling you that. ever.

JIUNG 지웅

𐙚 honey, my love, darling

jiung is the sweetheart. he's just the cutest and the loveliest man to ever walk this earth. his pet names for you are very soft and the way he says them are just so pure and sweet and sweet and sweet and he's so sweet and ahhhhh. no but imagine it! y'all know that soft voice he has when talking to his chocochips AGH! HIM SAYING THESE WITH THAT VOICE?! dead.

INTAK 인탁

𐙚 baby, bubs, prince/princess

intak is also such a cutie, and i feel he's very romantic. bubs is probably his go-to, but baby is a close second. sometimes bubs is your name and baby is your nickname. similar to taeyang, i feel he would only call you prince/princess when it's just you two, almost like it's a secret nickname. ( it's his favorite but he's embarrassed. )

SOUL 소울

𐙚 love, bubs

this cutie pie right here would come up with so many different names to call you. obviously i don't have that smart, cutie, unique brain of his, so i can't supply you with any of them, but just know that you're in for it with him. ( like how he calls keeho snucky. ) but on the 'normal' side of things, love and bubs were the first two that came to mind when i thought about nicknames.

JONGSEOB 종섭

𐙚 darling, angel, babe

he's young, but he's so sweet with pet names. jongseob also strikes me as someone who would be embarrassed to call you pet names in front of people, so he'd probably call you babe in front of the guys and anyone else. but he absolutely LOVES calling you darling and angel. ( he was plotting that shit before y'all even got together. ) angel is def his go-to, and he says it so delicately. <\3

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𐔌 ׅ ᧔o᧓ ˖ Principle 2: Energy and vibrations Everything in the universe consists of energy, including you and your thoughts. Every thought, emotion, and action carries a particular vibrational energy. The Law of Vibration states that everything is in constant motion and vibrates at different frequencies. When it comes to manifestation, your vibrational frequency is key. When your thoughts and emotions align with the energy of what you want to attract, you increase your chances of bringing it into your reality. 𐔌 ׅ ᧔o᧓ ˖ Principle 3: Law of Attraction, The Law of Assumption states that whatever you believe to be true about yourself and your reality will come to pass. Essentially, what you assume to be true will become your reality. This law emphasizes the importance of believing in your ability to manifest your desired reality. If you truly believe you can shift to your desired reality or manifest positive experiences, you're more likely to make it a reality.

𐔌 ׅ ᧔o᧓ ˖ Principle 4: Affirmations and self-talk, I know that when a shifter gives advice about shifting It's usually affirmations but, sometimes, the key to successful shifting lies in simplifying your affirmations or techniques. Instead of relying solely on basic affirmations, you might find that adding more personalized and specific affirmations can enhance your experience. there's no one-size-fits-all approach to shifting and manifesting. Sometimes, simple affirmations can work wonders, while other times, more personalized and specific affirmations may be necessary

[dollcherray]

I LUV UR ACC THEME SO MUCH!!💗🎀

I was wondering if you could do tadc x piano player 😋🙏 maybe morute too? plays a lot of songs by people like Bambi Baker, Cosy St. Jean, and Nicole Dollanganger:3 (totally not projecting…)

Erm I’m a gay bitch so pref femme characters pleaseeee🕷️

♡ ๋࣭ ⭑PERVERTED ₊˚⊹♡

۶ৎ POMNI, RAGATHA AND GANGLE X MORUTE READER ۶ৎ

ᶻz Notes: Hey boo! Ty for the compliment <3 only did for these three because i hc zooble as non binary, so i did the canon girls 🫦 kind of short because im in a hurry to go study 😭😭😭 i apologize dearly.

♡ Type: Romantic, Fluff, Headcanons.

๋࣭ ⭑Song: Perverted - Elita

۶♡ৎ RAGATHA ๋࣭ ⭑

۶ৎ Ragatha is a optimistic person, so she would naturally try to compliment any hobbie you have, doesn't matter how strange or creepy it is, expect lots of compliments directed at your playing piano hobbie.

۶ৎ She would find your style a little bit disconcerting cuz of the "creepy" vibe it gives, but she deals with it for you <3 however... its kind of hard for her to compliment it sometimes, but she tries!

۶ৎ Ragatha LOVES when you play your piano, can be for her or not she would appreciate how you play it, would probably fall in love with you again in moments like these, Ragatha is a hopeless romantic bro.

۶ৎ Finds your musical taste... unique, for lack of a better word, she doesn't really identifies with it but would try to listen to you rambling about them so she could try and discuss with you about it. (she secretly find the lyrics or the music's beat creepy sometimes...)

۶ৎ If you offer to do her outfit and makeup she would hesitate to accept at first, but how can she say no to you looking at her like a dramatic puppy? she eventually gives in. (omg morute Ragatha 🫦)

۶ৎ Play some of her favorite musics and she will go ballistic (in a positive way) she would be so happy that Ragatha will probably dance while you play <3

۶ৎ Is really fond of the idea of asking you to teach it but would go against it since she doesn't think she would be very talented.

۶ৎ Overall: shes kind of "scared" but supportive!

"You look so cute today honey!"

﹏ GANGLE ꒰͡ ͜ ı ͜ ͡꒱

๋࣭ ⭑ Oh my stars.

๋࣭ ⭑ She absolutely adores you and your style, i headcanon Gangle to be an art person so she really likes your hobby, so im allowed to say for you to expect her complimenting EVERYTHING about you when she is with her happy mask, but when she is with the sad one Gangle will be more shy about it </3

๋࣭ ⭑ Kinda like Ragatha's reaction when you're playing the piano, only difference is that she would probably sometimes drift to sleep when you play it, she finds it soothing.

๋࣭ ⭑So yeah, Gangle would probably ask you to play your piano when she cant catch a glimpse of sleep, just play anything, she doesn't really care what you play, she just enjoys seeing you play and have fun with your instrument.

๋࣭ ⭑I think she would be more fond of your style than Ragatha would be and more comfortable when complimenting it, she would straight up say you look like a living doll.

๋࣭ ⭑Gangle would continue to curse her own digital body out because she wouldn't be able to let you dress her in your style (Frustrated Gangle screeching.mp4) but will be happy if you put a little ribbon on her mask.

๋࣭ ⭑She would want you to teach her how to play piano, i dont make the rules (i do) so she could play for you<333 imagine you two playing together your favorite songs.

๋࣭ ⭑ Supportive and loving 🫶🏼😭

"I really love you and your unique traits..."

・❥・POMNI ✮⋆˙

♡ Probably the most nervous and shy of them all, is really supportive but has way more trouble showing it than the other two, even if she doesn't really identify to your style of clothing.

♡ Finds your musical taste peculiarly peaceful, i feel like she would occasionally ask you to play it for her, probably would like Bambi Baker more.

♡ Really applauds your ability to play the piano since she knows that the average person takes 7 years to learn so you have to put alot of effort and patience into it and it honestly makes you more attractive to her how you have such a beautiful hobby.

♡ She doesn't really like the idea of you dressing her but Pomni says yes anyways when you ask her to please you (people pleaser) and then would continue to not dislike it when your done dressing her.

♡ Wouldnt have the patience to learn the piano 😭 sorry gurl but she would almost smash the piano in the 7th try due to nervousness 😔🙏🏼

♡ Pomni could listen to you rambling about your favorite singers but her short attention spam would not allow it 😿

“H-hey nice... um... hair?”

[itgirlgyu]

how would txt help you conquer exam stress!

 ۪ 𝆬 ೀ ot5! txt x fem! reader! (＞人＜;)ᶻz ﹒★ 🐙 established relationship version. not to be taken seriously!!! ֗⠀✿ WARNING˖ ⠀KIND OF VIOLENT ! REQUESTED BY AI! @beomurang

yeonjun...

gets a wig that's the same as your hair and dresses up as you.

he literally wants to sit for the exam on your stead

when you try to stop him from getting you banned for life, he has the audacity to go

“ill just lie that i'm wearing taller shoes.“

yes yeonjun the only tiny fault in your perfect cosplay is that height of yours

sure that is the only hindrance

soobin...

he doesn't.

he would literally be making plans for his free time.

sprawling on the floor of the room you're rotting and trying to study and whining that he is bored.

spoiling anime you two were supposed to watch and other shit while you're suffering in front of overpiling books and notes.

denies ever doing any of these things when you're done with the exam and can finally spare time to beat his ass or possibly a break up

beomgyu...

dresses up in those sumo wrestler body suits and gets you a bat

tells you to beat him with that to let off some of your exam stress

you honestly have to discuss some very important dynamic about your relationship after your exams are done

but for now you accept his offer

you guys even improvise and he lets you chase him through an empty park at 3 in the morning with the bat for those nights when doubts fill you :(

taehyun...

honestly makes you even more confused because see

he is very supportive while he's trying to coach you through your daily routines before the exam so you're in your best condition.

when you try to sit him down for a serious talk

“what are you doing taehyun”

taehyun—”saving your goddamn ass”

but also taunts you a lot because you should have done all this months prior.

overall he's actually very helpful.

gives you head massages too!

huening kai...

stays the fuck out of your vision line.

daily supportive messages and snacks keep coming in though.

makes plans with you for after the exam so that you don't dread them and do them well!

literally the best boy in this entire list.

he was lowkey afraid that you'd get frustrated and break up with him in the middle of this to focus on yoru exams.

poor baby is happier than you when you're done after your exams.

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[2kiran]

Hi so this is my first time really requesting anything but I thought I'd give it a shot since I've been reading your work for a while now and found it cool

I saw your fic about König getting fucked by reader who is much taller than him but now I kind of want to see how the opposite would look. König with a reader much shorter than him (thinking somewhere around 5'1-5'5) but who still is able to bring him to his knees and fuck him till he's crying 💗💗

“ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 ”

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐈 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄.

◜ᐢ..ᐢ◝ ᶻz ➜ everyone knows him as the intimidating, dominant colonel. but to you, he’s a vulnerable, needy man.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𖤐 pairing ☆ könig x dom!m!reader ˖ ࣪ ˖ cw ıllı tinge of angst. size kink. blowjob. ⪩⭔⪨

(´｡• ᵕ •｡`)⟡ ⌗ khan’s calling . . . ! hundredth format change. i definitely didn’t spend more time on that than the fic itself. pfft, that’d be crazy. [ i did ] end call ?

König is an admirable colonel.

Feared, respected, and well-known.

Powerful is the word most would first think of when he comes to mind.

Contrary to yours; vulnerable. That’s what he was.

You tell that to others and they’d think that it’s out of jealousy or hatred. But it’s the truth.

The fact proved itself when he sunk down onto his knees the moment he came into your room, where you were sitting on the edge of your bed, reading a book that was now somewhere on the floor.

You were the person he needed the most. König could be nothing when he was with you. Nothing; as in not being the same strong colonel people knew. Nothing; as in he could be a normal man. A man of nothing. A man of need.

He didn’t need to be anything when he was in your presence. He wasn’t tasked to do anything. He didn’t hear any ‘König, do this, and that, do it there, do it when’. But right now, the only thing that could be read on his mind, the only thing he really wanted to do, was service you.

König still had his gear on. Not even his hood discarded. The poor man needed some release and he needed it immediately.

“Please.” He begged, in a tone so needy you didn’t think that it was him at first.

Gently, a big hand pushed the book in your hand away. Legs bending as his knees met the cold floor. “Schatz, I— bitte. I need you. Please. Let me have this, ja?” His fingers were already tugging at your waistband impatiently. You sigh, “Go on, take what you need.” And he did.

His tongue swirled around your tip, like he was experimenting. His quiet moan sending vibrations to your cock. “Fuck, that’s good, baby. Keep going.” The bulge between his legs throbbed at your praise. He looked up at you, dilated pupils connecting with yours. He was slightly hunched over, even though he was already kneeling his much larger frame still shadowed over yours.

It seems like no matter what position he’s in, he still towered over you. He could be down on all fours, and the bed would mostly creak because of his weight. He could be bent over your lap, and his legs would tremble because they threaten to give up but he doesn’t want to crush you. In some way, you both like it. Maybe it’s the way he could easily hold you down, move you however he wants, and with his sheer size, you wouldn’t be able to escape him.

But König doesn’t do that. No, he never will. He’s beyond willing to let you take him however you want. Good deity, he loves how you’re able to simply shatter him and piece him back together despite being weaker compared to him. His hand practically envelops your face. Others would assume that you were fragile, that you needed your colonel’s guidance, but you managed to keep up with him. You could still make his eyes puffy and red.

No one would ever believe that you broke down their colonel enough to make him cry.

He wasn’t crying due to fear or sorrow. He was crying from pleasuring you. König didn’t even think about his own, attention placed on gliding his tongue up your shaft. Hand stroking what wasn’t in his mouth. Tears were welling up in his eyes, mere seconds from ruining his facepaint. In times like these, usually after missions, König only wanted to relax.

To feel nothing. His brain silent and lips tight around your cock.

In times like these, he’s emotional. Facepaint becoming droplets that were trailing down his cheeks. The thought of König desperate to forget everything with the help of good dick would never cross anyone else’s mind. One glance down and you could see his own cock straining against his pants. He was big in every sense.

He was dominant in the battlefield, so naturally, the soldiers that were under his wing think that he was the same in bed.

But fuck, they were wrong. So wrong. His other hand on your thigh struggled not to palm his erection. This was about you. He didn’t want to allow his selfish desires to take over his being. But there you were, so kind, telling him that “You can touch yourself, love. It’s okay.”

A pleased whine fell from him. The lewd gagging sounds coming from his mouth was of gratitude. Hell—he took all of you in. Your hips twitched, hand grabbing his nape. His head bobbed up and down. The hood he always wore tickled your bare skin. “That’s it...” You groan, eyes shut. He was so warm around you, so eager. His movements sped up, his hand jerking you off in a rhythmic pace while his tongue teased the head of your cock. He pulled off, a trail of saliva connecting the tip of the muscle to your slit. His voice hoarse and obviously embarrassed;

“Please...cum inside me.”

You were sure that you weren’t going to let him walk properly after this.

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓