#BUT I CAN KISS HIM HE'S HEREEEEE

[defensivelee]

HE'S HERE HE'S HERE HE'S HERE MY BEAUTIFUL MAIL-ORDER WIFE HAS ARRIVED

[monstersflashlight]

Patreon Commission for anon

Request: something with an orc and a female human? Something fantasy-based, maybe human owns a tavern? I'd be fine with whatever you thought worked though!

A/N: Sorry this is kind of late, life is hectic. Enjoy!

Kissing an orc

Orc x fem!reader || accidental exhibitionism, oral sex, groping

You are kneading the bread for the next day when the knock on the door startles you. “Your favorite orc is hereeeee,” your annoying naga helper sing-songs to you. You shush them in your way to the door, signaling them to stop or you’ll kill them. They chuckle and disappear to the front, a broom already on their hands. Good, at least they would stop being a little shit while they do the tavern cleaning.

You open the door and have to swallow a gasp. It doesn’t matter how many times you look at him, it always amazes you how fucking beautiful he is. All giant, towering over you, with his beautiful olive skin and big tusks framing his appetizing mouth. Good goddess you’d give all your gold to be able to kiss him at least once to know how that mouth would feel against yours.

“Hi- hi,” you stutter. You chastise yourself, trying to act composed, but suddenly your skin feels too hot and your breathing is pushing your boobs a bit too forward.

“What was all that about? Am I your favorite orc? Do you know more orcs?” He looks so confused and adorable you want to pinch his cheek, but also kiss him senseless.

You look at him completely dumbfounded. “Are you serious?”

“Yes?” You aren’t sure if it’s a question or an affirmative.

You take a deep breath, thinking about all the possible possibilities of what you are about to do, but you are so fucking tired. You want to know, and if it goes wrong, you can always change hunters and find a new person or monster to bring you fresh meat for your tavern every day, right? Yeah. You can probably find somebody else, but you can’t wait more time to know how do his lips taste.

You stare into his beautiful dark eyes and answer truthfully: “Of course you are my favorite orc, I’ve been trying to ask you out for months.”

“What?” He looks so surprised you want to laugh, but the nervousness in your stomach prevents you to do anything. “But, but… I asked and you didn’t… you didn’t…” He takes a deep breath and starts again. “I asked you to meet me for breakfast and you said you had to work. I asked you if you wanted coffee and said you had to work.” As soon as he says that, you can remember a few other times he asked you for coffee or lunch or some snack and you always refused because you thought he did it just because he was nice, not because he was interested. Were you really that obvious?

You look at him, your face mirroring his surprise. “Oh.”

“You are just too cute for your own good, damn it.” He doesn’t wait for your answer before his hands are cupping your face and he’s kissing you breathless. “We could have been doing this for a long time if you just said so,” he mumbles against your lips, kissing you again.

Kissing an orc is even better than you imagined. His tusks frame your mouth perfectly and his lips are way softer than expected. He is perfect and you can’t even comprehend what he’s doing when he crouches and grabs your ass, pulling you up and walking inside, the deer he caught today left there, forgotten.

He moves around the kitchen like he owns it, and before you know it your ass is over a table and he’s kissing your neck, making goosebumps erupt on your skin. His hands are everywhere, tracing the edge of your corset, caressing your back and groping your ass over the skirt of your dress. His hands fit under the skirt and he goes up and up until his hand is over your center and you are panting, his mouth hot against your pulse point as he touches your vulnerable place.

He caresses your legs over your underpants and asks: “Can I?” His lips move against your neck when he talks and you have to suppress a tremor.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” you chant, already pulling the skirt of your dress up to your waist as he pulls down your underpants, kissing your leg along the way.

“Have somebody ever…?” He doesn’t have to say it, you know what he means. You aren’t a blushing virgin, but you never had enough trust in anyone to let them… kiss you there.

“I never�� Nobody ever… Not there,” you try to explain.

He gets it instantly, kissing your mouth until your brain is far away from your worries and his dexterous fingers find your pearl, flickering it and making you bite down on his lip. He groans and you giggle against his lips, he kneels on the floor in front of you and goes for it.

You moan very loudly as inexplicably pleasure breaks through your body, making you throw your head back and arch your back in an arch that leaves your boobs about to spill over your corset. You are sure it looks sinful from his position, but when you open your eyes the only thing you see is his face still buried between your legs, your thighs pressing against the sides of his head so strongly you are worried you are going to hurt him, but his pleased sounds are good enough to make you groan again.

You cover your mouth to avoid screaming his name as his tongue does wonders around your lucky pearl, his tusks framing your pussy in a way that leaves you breathless and ready for more at the same time. It’s wonderful and marvelous and all the adjectives you can’t even comprehend as he sucks and licks your hot center, dragging all kinds of sounds out of you.

You’ve never felt that kind of pleasure, and as it starts to peak, you don’t know what to do with all of it. You grab his hair and pull, making him grunt as his fingers dig into your hips where he’s holding you still. You are messing up his braid, but you can’t care about it as he keeps licking and fucking you with his tongue. It’s the most intense experience of your life and when the pleasure hits its peak, you have to bite down on your hand to avoid the cry that was about to leave your mouth.

He licks you through it, until your legs are trembling around his head and your pussy is pulsating in time with your heartbeat. He doesn’t stop there, he keeps milking all the pleasure out of you with such frantic need that you can’t do anything but match it. When your second orgasm hits you, the first one was still there, joining in the middle in the biggest wave of pleasure you’ve ever felt.

He kisses your pussy and your highs, not trying to make you untie your legs from around his head. His tender caresses are a contrast with the frantic devouring he just did, but it’s the best kind of contrast. You are still breathing hard and he’s still on the floor in front of you licking you clean when the door to the tavern opens with a screech.

“Dude! That’s where I make the bread!” The annoying naga screams as he opens the door just in time to see him kissing your pussy one last time.

[leth-writes]

If you have time could I request the wolf pack x reader who gets really drunk and just starts rambling about how much they love there bf but like in embarrassing level of detail that the other pack members definitely didn't need to hear

Have a good day❤️

To set the scene, you’re at a bonfire, the rest of the pack around you. It’s hard to judge how much you’re drinking when everyone around you has super metabolisms and towers above you; you’ve had way too much to drink and you’ve passed that warm, comfortably drunk stage into loopy and constantly laughing.

You’re bubbly and flopping down on the lap of your boyfriend, arms wrapping around his neck like a vice and trying to yank him down to kiss you. Yet, he refuses; to you, it’s a rejection, but he’s just worried about you. Also, smashing foreheads doesn’t sound very pleasant. Entranced by the way the firelight flickers over his handsome features, you feel an urge to tell him how much you love him, maybe in a vain attempt to get him to finally lean down and kiss you.

“I love youuuuu so much, I wish I could be with you all the timeeeeee. Even when you’re a wolf, I’ll just climb on your back and hang on like a little spidermonkey… Why don’t you wanna kiss me? I just wanna make out, pleaseeeee I can’t go without you anymore, why won’t you kiss me? I love your face, please come hereeeee…”

Sam

Groans, though he always loves hearing the confirmation of your feelings. Sam is naturally reserved and so the two of you aren’t huge on PDA, but this is basically affirming how crazy you are for him. Secretly loves having you on his lap, slurring your words as you confess your deepest feelings and thoughts toward him. Everyone else hates learning so much about the private life of their pack leader, and they all cover their ears or boo at you, trying to get you to stop talking.

Paul

Doesn’t give you much time to confess your love, he’s already spilling his guts back. Everyone hates how sappy you two are, it’s almost as bad as the constant PDA and making out, you on his lap, or the various times people have walked in on you two. The pack is happy for you, but they’d like to be happy for you from farther away. Please stop.

Jacob

Smirks. He knew you cared about him, but face it, Jacob loves having his ego inflated. Having such an attractive person, his partner nonetheless, sitting on his lap and pouring their heart out really confirms his deepest wishes; now he knows you care about him just as deeply as he cares about you. The nature of imprinting naturally creates a power imbalance, so having you just confirm how you feel really makes him happy. The others can feel him gloating already, and probably throw hot dog buns at his head. Sam tells him to take you home.

Embry

Beams from ear to ear. He loves hearing how you feel about him. He knows he isn’t the biggest or loudest personality in the pack; sometimes he worries that you wish you were with one of the taller, hotter members of the pack. Hearing your innermost feelings about him helps wash away those insecurities. The rest of the pack is just happy he isn’t feeling so insecure, so they don’t even mind hearing your entire train of thought.

Quil

Gets a little flustered; while Quil loves a playful flirting session, he usually keeps it light and fluffy. Having you tell him how amazing you think he is, detailing everything you admire about him, not all of it even physical, really hits that soft emotional core he buries in humor. The others find it sappy; Paul fake-vomits.

Seth

SO FLUSTERED. Oh my god how could you say this to such an innocent soul. He may be 19 but he’s been treated like the baby of the pack for years, he isn’t used to being talked to like the way you’re talking to him. Especially considering you, sensing his innocence, tend to keep your conversations on the lighter side. Hearing every thought you have about him, including the physical parts of him you find attractive, really gets him blushing. The others tease him for being so innocent.

[rafeandonlyrafe]

just friends

words: 3.1k

warnings: drinking

“hey rafey.” you call, bouncing into the room and giving him a kiss on the very top of his head.

rafe eyes kelce and topper immediately. “only she gets to call me that.” he says sternly, and they both nod, knowing he’s not kidding about that.

“what are you doing, y/n/n?” rafe asks as you start to rifle through the cabinets in his kitchen. 

“getting something to eat.” you say with a shrug, frowning when you can’t find any snacks you like.

“here.” rafe stands up from the stool he’s sitting on and pushes it back under the counter, rounding it to place a hand on your back and guide you to the pantry. he opens it and grabs your favorite bag of chips, knowing exactly what you prefer after 15 years of friendship.

“perfect!” you say happily, giving rafe a dazzling smile, pouring some in a bag and handing rafe the bag back to put away. you head out of the room, going to eat in front of the tv. rafe watches you leave before returning to his spot between topper and kelce.

“why aren’t you dating her again?” kelce asks, making rafe give him a slap on the arm.

“she’s my best friend.” rafe clarifies. you’re the one good thing he’s managed to keep in his life, a light in the darkness, his only source of joy some days when his dad is being particularly cruel or the pain of missing his mom gets too great.

--

“hey rafe, i was wondering if you were gonna miss family dinner.” your mom says, giving him a quick hug.

“and miss your cooking? never mrs y/l/n.” rafe smiles, always putting his charm on when he’s around your parents, despite them already loving him like he’s her own son.

“y/n is outside on the daybed, i think we’ll eat outside since it’s such a nice day.”

“that sounds perfect.” rafe heads towards the door before turning back to call, “let me know if you need any help!”

you look up from your phone when rafe comes out onto the patio, smiling at your best friend. “come hereeeee, rafey.” you say, dropping your phone and opening your arms to him.

rafe joins you on the daybed, resting his head on the pillow next to you as he lays down, pulling you into his hold. you grin as you snuggle into his hold, resting your head against his chest, feeling the familiar heartbeat against your cheek.

you don’t even need to speak, simply relaxing and enjoying being around each other, rafe rubbing his hand up and down over your back, you tracing shapes on his torso.

your mom carries the dishes to the outdoor table, with the help of your dad who just got home from work. “do you think they’re finally going to realize that they’re in love with each other now that they’re older?” your mom asks with a sigh, wiping her hands on her apron as she watches the two of you.

“i’m sure they will soon.” your dad says, placing a hand on his wifes back, “on their own time.”

--

rafe grins as you walk down the stairs and into the dining room, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. your hair is a mess of curls, sticking out in every direction from your scalp.

“why-” you say, flopping down on the seat next to rafe, “do you look so awake right now?”

you thought you were getting up early when you dragged yourself out of bed at 10 am after a movie marathon with rafe that lead you far too late in the night.

“you know i always sleep best when you’re in the bed with me.” rafe says, offering you his bowl of cereal, knowing he can get more later, wanting you to eat as well. you accept it, talking about the movie as you finish off the honey nut cheerios.

“hey y/n.” wheezie greets you, also still in her pajamas, but you’re so comfortable with each other that she doesn’t mind, it’s nowhere near the first time.

“hey wheez.” you say with a smile.

“did you sleep over?” she asks.

“mhm!” you hum in response. “do you wanna do something today wheez? i can take you shopping if you want.” “oh yeah!” wheezie says. “let me get dressed.” “woah, woah, slow down! eat first then we can get some starbucks, okay? besides i still have to shower.” “okay, thanks y/n/n.” wheezie says, rushing out of the room.

“i can’t believe my little sister is stealing my best friend from me.” rafe pouts, crossing his arms.

“oh shush.” you say, standing up and pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

--

“ugh!” you shout, watching the liquid fall down the front of your dress, soaking the material. your bottom lip quivers. you felt so beautiful tonight, your hair and makeup came out perfectly, but now the beer spilled down your front is ruining that completely.

“i’m so so sorry-” the man begins to apologize, but rafe is already hovering over you, giving the guy a look that his him almost shaking in fear.

“get. out.” rafe manages to say through gritted teeth. the man backs away, heading out of the party.

“rafe, you didn’t have to make him leave.” you say with a pout.

“but i did, he ruined your pretty dress, baby.” rafe hates the look on your face, would do anything to make you smile again, to make you feel better.

you sniffle at the mention of your dress. rafe completely forgets that he’s supposed to be hosting this party right now, taking your hand and tugging you inside of the house and up the stairs.

“come on, sarah wouldn’t mind if you wear something of hers.” rafe says, directing you into his sisters room. you know he’s right, you’re practically a big sister to sarah with how much you’re around. you’ll send her a text promising to give the dress back clean and take one out of her closet.

rafe waits outside the door as you change, taking the dirty dress and tossing it into the laundry room to deal with later. 

“i’m so sorry, bunny.” rafe says, using the nickname he gave you originally in third grade when you would come over just to bounce on his trampoline, until you begged your parents enough that they got one as well.

“it’s okay.” you say, shoving him away from you once you get downstairs, “now go get more beers, i’m sure we’re running low.” rafe nods, letting you boss him around, the one person who can tell him what to do and he’ll actually listen.

you head back out to the party, your friend coming up to you and handing you a drink. “thank youuu.” you coo, taking a sip of the bitter liquid.

“you know, nobody believes you guys are just friends.” she says with a laugh.

“huh?” you ask, only half listening as your eyes scan the party.

“you and rafe, everyone thinks theres something more going on.” “oh my god.” you roll your eyes, sick of this conversation surrounding yours and rafes relationship. “we are just friends! just really good friends!” you say.

“uh huh.” your friend says, and you can tell that she absolutely does not believe you.

--

“rafey, i’m cold.” you say, tucking yourself underneath his arm, giving a tug at the sweatshirt covering his waist.

“i told you to put something warmer on!” rafe says, taking his eyes off the football game you’re watching to tug his sweatshirt off, hanging it over to you without a second thought. 

“you also said you liked my shirt, so you’re sending a lot of mixed signals here.” you say as you pull the sweatshirt over your head, making rafe chuckle.

you make sure he’s not going to get cold himself by wrapping your arms around him, keeping your body close together to share your heat. you breathe deeply into the collar of his sweatshirt, loving the comforting scent.

“this is exactly what i mean.” your friend says when she rejoins you after getting a pretzel from a snack vendors.

“what do you mean?” you ask.

“nobody believes you’re just friends.”

--

“i’ve literally-” your declaration is interrupted by a loud hiccup, “never been drunk in my life.” 

“me either.” rafe says, pulling you onto his lap, head lolling forward against the back of your neck, pressing his lips to the skin there that’s exposed by your bikini.

“you guys went ham.” topper laughs from the other side of the boat, also now just chilling on the sofas after the boat was brought back to the dock and most of the people got off, signaling the end of the party.

“i don’t think i can move.” you manage to slur out, turning to sit sideways on rafes lap so you can rest your head against his shoulder. 

“you’re more than welcome to sleep on the yacht.” topper says, “my parents won’t be back until monday.” “mmkay.” you say, tracing your fingers over rafes jaw. “thanks top.” rafe looks down at you, an unfamiliar emotion in his eyes, one he usually hides from you. it makes you sit up straight, turning to fully face him now, straddling his lap.

“kiss me.” you say, taking his cheeks into your hand and squeezing them slightly, even as your head spins from the amount of alcohol you’ve taken in over the course of the evening.

“yeah.” rafe nods, pulling you tight against him, keeping his hands on your waist as your mouths connect in a sloppy, messy drunk kiss. 

“hey, hey.” topper is suddenly pulling you guys apart. “you’re way too drunk for kissing.” he’s thankful that he opted to drive the boat, meaning that he’s not as insanely drunk as you two are.

“n-no.” rafe says, trying to go to push topper away, but his arm falls before he can even raise it halfway up.

“let me kiss rafe, top, please, i love him so much.” you say, pushing your mouth back against rafes, 

“no, you’re best friends, remember!” topper says, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you off of rafes lap, ignoring your whines at being separated. “now, y/n, you come with me and you can take the main bedroom, rafe can sleep on the couch.” “noo, i want rafe, i want him.” you whine, but the minute your head hits the pillow, you’re out like a light.

you and rafe don’t remember anything from after the party, and topper decides not to tell you about the drunken kiss, not wanting you to feel regret.

--

“what do you want?” rafe asks, knowing you don’t like to order and prefer him to do it.

your hands are firmly grasped together as your eyes look over the options. “umm, two scoops of chocolate chip cookie dough.” you say.

“in a bowl? with sprinkles?” rafe asks, knowing that’s usually what you prefer.

“mhm.” you nod, “thanks rafey.”

you let him order his own ice cream and then your own, swaying your hands between your bodies.

“you two are cute together, how long have you been together?” the woman behind the counter asks.

“oh no.” rafe laughs, handing over the cash for the ice cream. “we’re just friends.”

the womans eyes drop to your conjoined hands, and you realize how it looks, letting your hand open and drop away from rafes.

“suuure.” the woman nods, stepping away from the counter to prepare your ice cream.

--

you watch in silent anger as rafe dances with the girl, whose name you think is stephanie but you can’t be sure.

“just go over there, he’s just having fun with her, he only has eyes for you.” topper says, seeing the sad look on your face.

“what? no.” you shake your head, forcing a laugh out. “i’m fine.” “you certainly don’t look fine. you look heartbroken.” topper says.

“come on, you know he’s my best friend.” you say, forcing your eyes away from the dance floor to look at topper.

“dance with me then.” topper stands up, offering you his hand. “just for fun, i know you don’t have feelings for me.” 

you smile at your friend, often forgetting that while you and rafe are extremely close and have been for years, that topper was also there with you for a lot of the time.

“okay.” you place your hand in his, letting him pull you off your seat and towards the edge of where everyone is dancing. you move stiffly at first, unused to the feeling of someone other than rafe touching you, but eventually you get into the rhythm, laughing as topper twirls you around.

you’re not even really dancing to the beat of the song, just letting topper move you as he pleases. you let yourself get lost under the colorful lights, your hands coming up to make movements in the air as toppers hands grip your waist, moving his body behind yours.

you close your eyes and grind your hips back against his, until you’re suddenly pulled away, making your eyes snap open.

“rafe!” you shout as rafe holds you against his body, shoving topper away from you. “what are you doing?” 

“it’s fine, y/n.” topper says, knowing the look of jealousy in rafes eyes.

“no, it’s not fine.” you cross your arms, stepping away from rafe. “don’t be mean to top, you can’t get upset that he’s dancing with me when you’re off with another girl.” you turn and walk away from rafe, knowing he’s on your heels as you head up to his room.

“y/n!” he shouts, slamming the door shut behind you. 

“no, it’s not fair.” you say, flopping down on his bed that you practically treat like your own. “it’s not fair that you get to go have fun, hook up with girls, but the second i even dance with our friend, you pull me away?”

rafe sits down on the edge of the bed, his back to you. “you’re right.” 

“i am?” you ask, surprised that rafe conceded so quickly. 

“it’s not fair that i get jealous but don’t expect you to be.” rafe moves so he’s laying down next to you, face to face. 

“there’s nothing to be jealous of anyways, rafe.” you say, placing your hand on his face, stroking your fingers over the smooth plans of his cheek. “i was just having fun with top, he was making me feel better because i was upset watching you with a different girl.” rafe nods, pulling you in tight to his body. you sigh softly at being in his hold, knowing you’re the one at the end of the day who gets to be with him.

“i love you.” rafe suddenly says. he’s said it before, a million times, but you can tell that this time is different.

“rafe-” 

“no, i love you. let me say it.” rafe says, opening his mouth to talk more but your ears seem to stop working, tuning him out as your mind starts to race. years of friendship, years of being by each other's side.

“i-i…” you shake your head, jumping out of bed and running down the stairs, out of the house.

--

“it’s been an entire week since you’ve seen rafe, why don’t i call him and have him come over?” your mom asks, rubbing your head as you pull the covers up even further. you have barely gotten out of bed since rafes confession, ignoring all the times he’s texted and called you.

“mom, he’s the problem.” you groan. “i don’t want to see him.” “mmm.” your mom hums.

“please, just let me sleep. i’m tired.” you say. you haven’t been able to sleep properly, like your body knows that something is wrong, that the balance is off.

“okay, honey.” your mom drops a kiss to your forehead, closing the door behind her when she leaves.

--

“he’s never missed a family dinner.” you hear your dad whisper to your mom.

“i didn’t invite him.” you say, making them jump, not realizing that you were listening from your seat in the dining room.

“he doesn’t need an invitation.” your mom says, returning to stirring the pot.

“mom, stop-” you pause when you hear a knock at your door. a familiar knock, a pattern you recognize instantly. 

your mom gives you a pointed look. “you let him in or i do.”

your hands are shaking as you head toward the front door, opening it to reveal rafe standing there, hands in his pockets. “i’m sorry.” rafe says, eyes on the ground. “i shouldn’t have said anything.” you step out onto the porch, closing the door behind you so your parents can’t eavesdrop. “aren’t you scared?” you ask, making rafe blink up at you.

“aren’t you scared that we might not work? we’ve been friends since we were in kindergarten. what if we throw all of that away be-because we try- i don’t know rafe!”

“shh.” rafe says, taking your face in his hands. “you’re overthinking it baby.”

you shake your head in confusion, trying to turn away, but rafe pushes you against the wall, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. “i love you. and you love me, i know it.” 

your traitorous eyes drop to his lips, how close they are to your own. “i do love you.” you whisper, and that’s all rafe needs to hear as he presses your lips together. you melt into the kiss, letting rafe deepen it, his hands keeping your head in place while yours clutch at his shirt, not letting him pull away, not after wanting this for so long.

“i love you.” rafe whispers against your lips, giving you another kiss.

“i love you too.” you say with a giggle, letting rafe lift you and spin you in a circle.

“oh my god, wait until your parents find out.” rafe opens the door, tugging you inside. you follow him happily, head dizzy with love. 

“rafe!” your mom says happily, both of your parents eyes looking at the way you’re wrapped around each other.

instead of speaking, rafe drops his head and presses his lips against yours, to the backdrop of your parents cheers.

--

“oh topper.” you sing as you skip to sit between him and rafe. 

“hey, y/n.” he says, giving you a friendly smile.

“i have something to tell you.” you say, linking your hand with rafe. topper looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to speak. you just raised your joined hands with rafe and give it a shake, hoping he gets the message.

“what?” topper asks.

you laugh, obviously holding hands too much with rafe before you starting dating that it’s nothing telling to topper, so you turn and bring your knee over to the other side of rafes lap, smashing your lips together in a kiss. you pull away after a second to look at topper, “oh, thank god you’re not drunk this time.” he says, pressing a hand against his chest.

“wait, what?” you are rafe say in unison.

[munsonsprincess11111]

My fucking rockstar.

Rockstar eddie munson x reader

Summary: the paparazzi are all over Eddie and his new mysterious girlfriend that they've never seen. However they have seen her Eddie and her have just kept there relationship well hidden.

Laying in bed on Eddie's chest. His breathing is calm. His arm around your waist. And holding your hand. He has an award thing later and wants you to go. Are you anxious as this would be your first thing like this even though you've been dating for years before Eddie was even famous? Yes.

People recently discovered you as Eddie's girlfriend when someone saw you both having coffee and holding hands took pictures and posted them. Eddie stirs awake groaning.

"Morning sweet thing." HE says kissing your head.

You smile up at him brushing the stray curls out his face. "Ready for your first award thing n being my hot date everyone's gonna be jealous of?" HE says smirking. You nod.yiur nervous but it'll be OK as long as your with Eddie.

Eddie looks at the cock snd it read 12:55. "Fuck we really should get up weve gotta be there by five n the car gets here at 4." HE groans running a hand over his face. You get out of bed grabbing Eddie's hand and pull him up into sitting. Once he's sat up you let his hand go and he throws himself back on the bed.

"Suit yourself I'm gonna go shower..." You say walking out of your bedroom into the on suite bathroom. When Eddie hears the water Eddie gets up quickly drops his boxers in your bedroom and runs into the bathroom getting in the shower with you kissing you from behind making you jump.

-

Your pulling up to the award show. Eddie's holding your hand. "You'll be fine ok. I aint going anywhere n plus we've got a table of us 2 n the other three boys. That's it." HE says trying to reassure you kissing you softly.

The car stops and Eddie opens the door getting out. Cameras going off immediately. He turns and puts his hand to you. You take it and get out the car. People gasp when he's seen with you. Eddie being Eddie kisses you on the lips giving the cameras what they want before putting his arm over your shoulder and walking in. You hold his hand that's over your shoulder and smile at Eddie's actions knowing he doesn't care n he will show love to you cameras or not.

As you enter the event Eddie throws his middle finger back at the cameras with arm that isn't around you.

-

Eddie woke up hung over in bed. They won the award but he had a bit much to drink. He saw you on your phone when he woke up. "U OK?" You look over asking him. He nods. And then shakes his head getting up and getting to the bathroom. He sits by the toilet and throws up.

You walk in after him holding his hair back for him. Eddie eventually stops throwing up and sits against the sink. You hand him some pain relief and some water for him to take.

"Anyone posted anything about us last night?" Eddie askes eyes closed.

"OH yeah people have said stuff. Good stuff some bad but mainly good. And people have found my tiktok account and-" You speak but Eddie cuts you off.

"HANG on they found your account the one with all the posts of our karaoke nights. Us being us. N stuff. By a picture." Eddie askss opening one of his eyes.

You nod at Eddie. "If u want me to take the posts down I can." Eddie cuts you off as you speak.

"NO keep em up its us being us n besides there's nothing bad on there." Eddie says smiling at you. "Just means people can see how much I love you."

You nod and help Eddie get back to bed. And you lay there together watching rhe videos on your accounts and seeing what people say.

(Video 1)

Caption: this mane istg

Your running through the hallways of your house screaming while Eddie's chasing you.

"Come hereeeee." Eddie shouts.

"Fuck off Eddie." You shout back laughing.

"Sweethearttttt" he shouts approaching.

"NO NO NO NO NO Eddie!" You scream as he grabs you. You drop your phone but from its place on the floor Eddie can be seen spinning around holding you.

(Video 2)

Caption: lead singer of corroded coffins lead singer singing love is an open door from frozen with his girlfriend? Nah never.

The tvs on karaoke mode and you and Eddie are both holding mics.

"I mean its crazy."

"What?"

"We finish eachothers."

"Sandwichs."

"That's what I was gonna say."

"I've never met someone who think so much like me."

"I've never met someone who think so much like me."

"Jinx. Jinx again."

"Jinx. Jinx again."

"Wow Eddie who knew you was such a frozen fan." Gareth laughs behind the camera.

Eddie laughs. "Fuck off Emerson." HE says putting his arm around you. "LOVE IS AN OOEN DOOOOOOR." HE screams before the video cuts off.

(Video 3)

Caption: the right way to wake up a rockstar.

The video starts with you opening your bedroom door snd Eddie being asleep in bed.

"It's 12:33 pm. This bitch can wake up." You giggle.

Your in your bikini as its summer and was hot. Then you jump on Eddie. He groans and opens his eyes. "Afternoon." You say smirking at him. He looks at your phone and pretends to roll his eyes. "OH my god it actually is." HE says when he sees the time.

"Wanna come in the pool?" You ask laying on top of him.

"I'd rather come in something else but I guess I can." HE says smirking. You slap his arm. And get up. "You dirty bitch. I'm going to the pool. Meet you there." You say walking off.

"Babe wait-" he says as the video cuts.

(Video 4.)

Caption: date night?

The video starts om Eddie looking at a menu.

"Wow its so quiet." You giggle. Eddie looks up at you and smirks. "Cause I rented the private bit so we could eat and not get seen." Eddie says looking at the menu.

"Your just that good looking you don't want anyone to see huh?" You ask still recording Eddie.

"NO babe. You so good looking I DINT want anyone to see. That means sharing." HE smirks.

You giggle. "I love you." HE says looking at you Not the camera. "I love you too." It can't been seen hut your smiling and it can be heard in your voice.

There are other videos of you lip syncing songs Eddie in the back some even in bed with Eddie half awake. More karaoke nights some from the side of the stage at there shows. All having thousands of likes and comments.

Your most recent one is the most viral as you actually tag Eddie.

(The video)

Caption: munson wasted.

The video is the corroded coffin boys and you before and after the award show.

"I'm y/n n this is my first drink."

"I'm Eddie munson n this is my first drink."

"I'm Gareth Emerson and this is my first ans possibly last drink."

"I'm Jeff this is my first drink."

"I'm doug n this is my first drink."

At the end of the night.

"I'm y/n and this is me at te end of the night 2 shots and 2 glasses of champagne later."

"I'm Gareth and this is me one glass of champagne later."

"It's doug and this is my 3 coke and vodkas and a glass of champagne later."

"Jeff and I've had 3 champagnes."

Then the camera went to Eddie who had a goofy smile on his face looking at you. Jess was recording. "GO in ed" You say laughing Jeff making sure to get you both in. "Your really fucking pretty. You know that. Pretty gal." HE says completely drunk.

"He's Eddie munson and he is fucking wastedddd." Gareth says everyone starts laughing. "GUYS can you bring ir down I think ym head might fall off." Eddie laughs

"HUH WHAT WAS THAT?" Gareth shouts. Eddie glares at him still smirking.

-

One week later.

"Babe!" Eddie shouts as you walk in.

"Yeah?" You say slipping your shoes off. He come running over.

"I saw the video of you out when u got asked questions." HE says smiling.

"Did I answer ok?" You ask confused.

"Yeah just one thing." HE says smiling.

"What?" You ask.

The lady had asked you many questions but one answer stood out to him.

"Remind me what am I again?" HE smirks.

"My fucking rockstar babe." You say laughing.

He throws you over his shoulder and walks you to our bedroom throwing you on the bed. "Well lemme tell you something I'm about to rock your world so hard you'll be seeing stars." HE says kissing your neck leaving noticeable marks.

-

Later that evening you and Eddie go for a late night walk. Some people saw you both and got pictures obviously. When you opened your phone the next day you gasped and called Eddie's name. He came running a summing something was wrong snd you showed him the picture. You was wearing a low cut crop top and Eddie's sweat pants. And he was wearing a black tee shirt and a pair of his sweatpants.

But that means your neck was on display with all the marks Eddie left fully viewable. The photo was captioned: y/n seems to be enjoying Eddie's guitar skills when there alone. Eddie can't help but start laughing. Pulling you in for a hug still laughing.

"I love you so fucking much." HE says still laughing kissing your neck Iver one of the marks. You groan and hug him back puttingyour head in his chest. "I love you too dumbass."

[turn-my-hollow-purple]

for your consideration,

a short story about Gojo coming home to his s/o after a long mission away and he’s excited to see them.. the horny typa’ excited :D

like he wants to surprise them so he sneaks into their place quietly and jumps them :3

I don’t know if this is even remotely what you wanted but hereeeee!!! Also no gender was specified for y/n so I tried to make them as gender neutral as possible :)

cw: mdni, 18+, unprotected sex, swearing, choking, biting, licking

“I love the way you look in my shirt.” 

You were sitting in the kitchen, eating your dinner, wearing nothing but your underwear and a large oversized shirt (which belonged to your boyfriend). 

You jumped at the voice and turned around, faced with Gojo standing mere inches away. 

“I look better with it off,” you return. It has been three weeks since you had seen him and all you wanted were his hands all over you. 

“Trust me, I know,” he groaned, slipping his hands under the shirt and removing it. He pressed his palms into your thighs and you moaned. “I’ve missed this, it’s all I could think about; Your body.” 

“So how was the mission?” 

“What mission? Oh yeah no it was fine,” he mumbled, kissing along your neck. 

“One track mind huh?” 

He didn’t respond as his hands ran along your body, squeezing your ass and moaning. You squirmed under his touch, having missed it for so incredibly long. 

“Stop moving so damn much.” 

“Make me,” you retort. As you say that, he pushes his hands harder on your thighs and pins you to the chair you’re sitting on and he gets on his knees on the floor. He ran his tongue along your body, all by your thighs and stomach. He bit and sucked along you, leaving marks wherever he went. 

You were light hearted and dizzy. You had missed his touch, his tongue, his body so much and the feeling had you practically high. 

He then scooped you up, you just in your underwear still, and walked into your bedroom, throwing you on the bed. His clothes were off in an instant and he slipped your underwear off too. 

His dick was throbbing, oozing pre-cum, and so incredibly hard you could tell it hurt. He latched one of his hands around your neck and the other on your hip as he pushed himself inside of you with a loud moan. 

Gojo was never quiet in bed and it turned you on. You knew you were doing something right because of it. 

His thrusts started off slow and steady as he mumbled curse words about how god you felt. Those thrusts soon turned sloppy and fast as he pounded into you with no care for how your back would feel tomorrow. You felt yourself nearing an orgasm. 

“G-Gojo,” You whine gently as his hands squeezes into your hip. 

“Mm? You feel so fucking good. All I’ve wanted for the past three weeks was to be inside of you, to feel you and your body, to hear you moan, and to make you orgasm.” 

He was panting and the sloppier his thrusts got, you knew he was nearing his climax as well. 

“Satoru, I’m coming,” you moan as you arch your back and feel the ecstasy ripple through your body. 

Not many seconds later did you hear Gojo whisper “fuck” and feel him cum inside you. He slowed down and eventually stopped, laying next to you. 

“God I needed that. I needed to just fuck you.” 

You stand up and make your way to the bathroom. With a sultry sway of your hips you say “I’m going to run us a bath to relax and you can tell me about your mission.” 

“You just want me to fuck you in the bath huh?” He teased, but you winked and didn’t deny it and he followed you out of the room. 

[quodekash]

okay bitchessss now for episode 12 we are thoughts/reactions

look at his smile, hes so bbg

Q’S REACTION IM CRYING

BRO HE SSO FLUFFY RN

im losing it

phum announced to peem that he likes him in front of the entire group, and so peem instructed phum to hit on him

guys.

GUYS.

WE'RE PAST THIS POINT

YOU GUYS HAVE KISSED. SO MANY FUCKING TIMES.

ITS BEEN ESTABLISHED THAT YOU GUYS LIKE EACH OTHER ALREADY

I THINK WE CAN ALL AGREE THAT YOU LIKE EACH OTHER

WE WERE PAST THIS 7 FUCKING EPISODES AGO HOW ARE WE STILL HERE 😭

PUN BEING A BIRD DADDDD

HEMEANS SO MUVH TO ME

CHAIM’S HEREEEEE

theyre so in love with each other

theyre dating they just dont know it I swear

I LVOE FRIENDS TO LOVERS HOLT SHIT

im losing it

THE SONG IS PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND 😭

I HAVE SO MUCH HOPE FOR THISNEPISODE

THEYRE SO PRETY AND IN LOVE 😭😭😭

Peem’s aunt being phum’s wingman is the best, I adore her so so much

Im gonna cry. Weve had this conversation. It’s been fucking clear that you like each other for SEVEN FUCKING EPISODES ever since you KISSED EACH OTHER UNDER THE NIGHT SKY on an IMPORTANT HOLIDAY, and LITERAL FUCKING FIREWORKS WENT OFF

and since then, you both have, on average, kissed more than once an episode

last episode you kissed at least 5 times but it might be more than that. the episode before that, you kissed 3 times. phum said to you last episode that he wants to be water, because being around water makes you feel good, and he wants to make you feel good. if i recall correctly, at the end of episode 10, he asked if you liked him, and you didnt respond. he kissed you. and then i think you asked him if he liked you, and he kissed you again, and asked if that was good enough of a response. so its PRETTY FUCKING CLEAR that you guys are HEAD OVER HEELS FOR EACH OTHER, and you should FUCKING DATE ALREADY

Then why have you INITIATED a kiss with him (checks notes) fIVE FUCKING TIMES??

this is genuinely so frustrating, it feels like we’re going in circles 😭

okay that was fuckin smooth ngl

AND HE FALLS FOR IT AGAIN 💀

CVJHGCVGCHG THEY HOLDEN HANS

FINALMENTE RAGAZZI

thEYRE BOYFRIENDSSSSSS

FUCKING FINALLYYYYY

HE LEANED IN FOR A KISS BUT THEYRE IN PUBLIC SO TOEY GRABBED HIS BAG TO COVER THEIR FACES

IM OBSESSED WITH THEM

THEYRE MAKING OUT

THEYRE BOYFRIENDS AND THEYRE KISSING

THERYE SO FUCKING CUTE

tanfang 😭😭😭😭😭

they said ily to each other

they make me so ehrjgierubgsehgbr

theyre literally my ideal relationship

i cant explain it i just fucking want it

the fact they're making out again after phum asked "when will you finally know that I love you" makes me hopeful that that means theyre boyfriends now and we can stop pretending the several makeout scenes and confessions didnt happen

THE FUCKING HANDS 😭😭😭😭

theres smomething about shots of hands that just gets to me

im full sobbing rn

phum stole someone's horse

this is the first time ive seen a horse in a bl

its such a foreign concept to me that my brain is telling me the horse is cgi, even tho its obviously not, but like im so certain it is

it jsut feels so out of place

Its not real

no way is that horse real

okay welp. that was the episode.

we got barely any punchain, and there wasnt really anything of them in the trailer for next ep

BUT I HAVE FAITH FOR NEXT WEEK

THE PUNCHAIN / MARCPOON MV THO !!

they are THE friends to lovers, istg that was the cutest mv of anything ever theyre so sweet

kill me now

[joonggphilia]

☼Boy like You☼ (L. Minho)

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☼pairing: Lee Minho x Male reader ☼genre: fluff, borderline…almost…but not quite smut. ☼prompt: “Are you- what the fuck is that?” ☼CW: Lovey Lee Know, some spicy make out in a public restroom, nothing horrible. ☼a/n: Sorry it’s so short 😭😭😭😭

Read jaemmphilia’s version hereeeee!

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Lee Know owed promised you lunch and a good time because of the incident where he accidentally broke your favorite lip gloss and mirror, but you didn’t expect him to take the good time part as far as he did. You knew that he was an eager and impatient guy, but you didn’t know he’d snap at you. Lunch was going fine until you dropped your handbag, all the regular machinery a queer man would carry in your purse, spilling out onto the floor. You forgot about the lube and condoms in your purse from the night before, in case you ran into anyone at the club. Lee know got up abruptly, walking over to help you clean your spill items. “Are you- what the fuck is that?” He chuckled, recognizing the items immediately with a surprise smile on his face. “Minho, it’s not what you think.” You mustered out, getting red and hurriedly grabbing everything and shoving it into the purse. He only raised an eyebrow at your answer, doubt clear in his eyes. “Oh, don’t lie to me. I know what you want.” Lee know laughed, grabbing you by your wrist and heading to the bathroom. You gasped as your friend pushed you up against the stall door, air leaving your lungs. “Sorry M/n/n, but have I ever told you how pretty you are. How much I’ve wanted a boy like you?” Lee know smiled, leaning in to tuck his face in your neck. “M-Minho, I want you too.” You managed out, gettting flustered as his lips touched your neck. “But honestly M/n, you’re so amazing, sweet, kind, and my god your body.” He rasped, kissing lower down your neck and across your exposed collar. His light kisses drove you crazy, fleeting touches drawing sharp breaths from your chest. Lee know smiles up at you, “can I keep going?” He was still smiling, quite amused by your reactions and responses to his actions. You lightly nodded, not wanting to mess up the moment by saying the wrong thing. “Just use your words~” he cooed into your ear, his breath warm and comforting. After a moment you responded quietly “Please do.” not skipping a beat. His lips slammed into yours, heat spreading between the two of you. Lee know kissed like a starved man, like he’d never been shown affection ever. He was desperate, using teeth, tongue, and sweet words with every breath. The feeling of his tongue on yours was insane, almost unreal, feeling as if the butterflies from your stomach were coming out. He slowly parted his lips from yours smirking. “Shall we continue?” His hands slid up your button down. This was a bad idea…..yet it felt….so right.

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[thedvilsinthedetails]

rosekiller band au microfic pt4

heyyy guys pt4 is hereeeee

ok so this one is a bit shorter bc I’m a bit tired today but I rlly wanted to write it anyway so I did lol but it’s not been edited like at all so there may be typos pls point them out if u spot them so I can fix them tyyyy

yayyyyy I love this one

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(EDIT: link to next part)

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Barty’s stomach flipped as Evan looked at him, stunned and stunning. Then the moment was broken and Evan turned his head to look at Dorcas who seemed to be fighting back a laugh. This was stupid fuck this was stupid.

“Did you know about this?”

Evan asked Dorcas who shook her head.

“First time I’ve heard about it.”

Stupid, STUPID. You’re so stupid Barty why would you go and say that. You should have said no when Marls suggested it, should have said no straight away.

“It’s um- to make a statement. Kiss on the stage to piss of Riddle but it’s fine you don’t have to-“

“It’s a good idea.”

Evan said quickly.

“Oh, yeah it was Marls’. Wouldn’t want to um…steal the credit.”

Wouldn’t want you to think that the idea of kissing you plays on repeat in my mind every second I’m awake. 

“Yeah. I um- I want to. I think it would be good-“

Brilliant actually it would be fucking brilliant Rosier.

Barty amended Evan’s statement.

“To make a big statement.”

“Yeah.”

Yeah. Yeah what other reason would there be Barty? What were you hoping for? Pathetic isn’t it. The way you would gladly lick the crumbs left on his plate if he asked you to. He doesn’t want to kiss you, he wants to piss of homophobes. Don’t forget that.

It was in fact too late for Barty to not forget that because all that was ringing in his ears was ‘I want to. I want to.’ Because honestly Barty was going to kiss Evan. Maybe for the only time ever in his life. But he was going to. He’d never even thought it a possibility before. 

•••

I figured out that this modern world is turning the wrong way round

There’s something about the way our bedsheets turn religion upside down

So we just have sex to solve all our problems

Let’s do it again

It had been Pandora’s idea for the kiss to happen during ‘cotton candy’ and everyone had immediately agreed. It was a stroke of genius really. Barty had originally thought it should take place in a love song, but that wasn’t what this kiss was about. This kiss was about the freedom, the liberation everyone deserved to be who they were, to test their limits and experiment and not be judged for being queer or straight or promiscuous or prudish. Cotton candy was just that. A call for sexual liberation, a call to stop demonising young people for living their lives.

And I wanna get stuck between your teeth like cotton candy

So you remember me darlin’

Barty turned his head to look at Evan. Their microphones were too far apart on separate sides of the stage, everyone hated it. He felt uncomfortable so far from Evan, they just performed better when they were up close together. The crowd had actually been pretty annoyed when they saw it at first. Still when he looked he saw Evan staring back at him. He cocked his head sideways, a silent, last minute ‘are you ready?’ Evan nodded. 

Im losing myself in you 

In you 

In you

In you 

In you

I know

Evan stopped playing the guitar and let it just hang around his neck as he took the microphone out of the stand. Barty watched him before taking his own mic out the stand too.

I’m losing myself in you

In you 

In you

In you 

In you

I know

They turned to face each other and Barty began to walk.

Leave me in the morning, although

I don’t wanna be on my own

They met somewhere in the middle of the stage and suddenly the scream of the crowd dulled and the music stopped and for a moment there was nothing except Evan. Evan Evan Evan. His eyes staring straight into Barty’s. The hushed sound of their soft harmonies. The warmth of his breath dusting Barty’s face as they pressed their foreheads together.

I’m losing myself in you

In you

In you 

In you 

In you 

I know.

And they kissed. The crowd screamed. And suddenly the world was filled with colour even though Barty had his eyes screwed shut. Kissing Evan was like…fuck Barty was no wordsmith, Regulus and Pandora wrote their songs. But kissing Evan was everything. He tasted sweet and minty like the gum he’d chewed right before the show. His hand was warm and calloused and currently threaded through the hair at the base of Barty’s neck, tilting his head up just so.

The instrumental was over, they’d missed their cue. Barty didn’t care. They kept on kissing till the song faded to a close and even then kept going till the clap of the crowd died down. They softly broke away but Barty couldn’t hide the grin that broke onto his face. Evan just grinned right back.

***

AHHH YAY OK I LOVE THIS SONG CAN I JUST START BY SAYING THAT

Watch the music video for this song (cotton candy by YUNGBLUD)

LOOK AT THE SKIRT HE WEARS AND TELL ME BARTY WOULDNT WEAR THAT

Also what do we thinkkkkk they finally kissed!!!!!!

Ayyyyyy

ok stay tuned for the FIFTH and FINAL part (probs gonna be released tmrw hehe)

Also I’m probably gonna put this on ao3 btw, not gonna change it bc I don’t have the patience to properly lengthen it (at least rn, ig u never rlly know) but it’s just like if ppl want to bookmark it or reread or whatever it’ll probs be easier

ANYWAY LMK WHAT U THOUGHT

😘BYEEEEE

[shinestarhwaa]

I’m hereeeee !!

Okay okay so you may or may not know my sub Mingi agenda, that man is so fekjshejejsjdjd

But but but, what if he were to get with a virgin ? I think the dynamic would be pretty interesting because it isn’t in his nature to be dominant but he wants to comfort and help you because it’s your first time :((

would it end with him guiding you in how to please him ? would it end with him on a service top wavelength ? I’ll leave that up to you ml <3

I've never written this before but I think this plot is interesting so here goes nothing-

NIRVANA || SONG MINGI

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Bf!Mingi x Male reader

Word Count: 0.9K

Warnings/tags: Dirty language, virginity loss, blowjob, handjob, fingering, anal protected sex, mingi has a bigass cock, mingi is actually a sub but will be a softdom for you bb <3, catch is he will still take dick in his ass even if he ain't a sub

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You were nervous, so nervous your heart was pounding against your chest. You wondered if Mingi could hear it. You straddled him on his bed and you had just confessed to be a virgin.

"That's not a problem," he smiled, "I can show you how to do it."

Mingi pressed his lips on yours, softly moving them against you as he started unbottoning your shirt. His hands slid over your chest as he deepened the kiss.

You felt yourself getting weak at the knees, even while sitting, completely melting into Mingi's arms.

It didn't take long before both your pants and boxers were off, leaving you two in nothing but your unbuttoned shirt and his oversized hoodie.

Your cock stood proudly against your stomach, twitching at the anticipation of what would happen tonight. "I'll show you how a blowjob feels, hm? You deserve to get your dick sucked, baby."

He gestured you to sit at the edge of the bed, where you sat down as he got on his knees in front of you.

The way his eyes looked up at you as he took the tip of your cock in his mouth had you shuddering with anticipation. You had been waiting for this moment for too long.

Mingi lightly sucked on the tip, flicking his tongue around it. You whined softly, grabbing a handful of his hair when he lowered his mouth on you.

"O-oh god, M-Mingi!" You moaned out when his pace quickened. Mingi took it slow but the slurping noises leaving his mouth nearly made you reach Nirvana.

"F-fuck, just like that, t-that's so good Mingi!"

He made sure your eyes were focussed on him as he took care of your cock, palming your balls and massaging them to increase the stimulation.

His head bobbed up and down your cock quickly as he dug his nails in your thighs. You groaned as you felt the familiar warmth in your lower tummy.

"Mingi, oh God, I swear, I'm gonna cum if you don't sto-- Oh- oh- Oh god, god, yes, c-cumming!"

He pulled off your cock and pumped it quickly in his large hand, making you cum all over his face.

"Gosh," you panted out, "you're insane." Your boyfriend grinned as he swiped some cum off his face. "You're quite delicious, Y/N."

"Now, I'm gonna teach you how to finger me," Mingi said as he layed down on the bed, spreading his legs. Your eyes widened at his casualness. Mingi reached over to his nightstand to grab a bottle of lube.

"Come on, Y/N, I'm not waiting forever," he grinned. "How can I focus with this view?" You defended yourself as you crawled over to him.

Mingi squirts the lube on your fingers and some on his hole, biting his lip at the coldness.

"Okay, you can insert one finger." "Any finger?" Mingi rolled his eyes. "Use your middle finger, idiot." You laughed and carefully inserted your middle finger into his puckering hole.

"Now slowly... Don't go too crazy right away, go easy," Mingi gasped. He folded his legs up to his chest, giving you perfectly easy access.

You slowly moved your fingers in and out of him, deeper and deeper every time. Mingi whined when he felt your long, slender finger reach places he couldn't himself.

"N-now put in a second one, put it in baby," he moaned. You pushed a second finger into Mingi, picking up the pace. You felt a bump inside him and Mingi groaned and twitched at the feeling of you hitting it.

"Right, right there baby, do that again," he moaned. You smirked, gaining confidence and you entered a third finger, fucking him deeply, scissoring him open.

"God, yes, that's it baby, keep doing that!" He moaned out. "Right there, Mingi? Do you like that?" "O-oh I like it, I love it, fuck, oh~"

Your soul nearly projected from your body as Mingi started to moan louder, jerking off his own cock as you fucked him with your fingers.

He stopped when he felt himself get close. He pinned you down on the bed and licked a stripe up your neck with a big smirk. "Gonna ride you now, okay? Gonna bounce on your pretty cock."

Mingi positioned himself above you, sinking down on your length rising back up to bottom out. He repeated this a few times before completely taking your cock, sitting on you, adjusting to the stretch of his hole around your dick.

Your boyfriend started bouncing on your member, sounds of skin clapping together and whiny moans filling the room.

You closed your eyes, groaning at the feeling of Mingi's hole on your cock. "Keep your eyes open, for me. Watch me. Watch me bounce on your cock, look at me."

Looking straight into his eyes, you saw the pleasure taking over. He quickened his pace, cock twitching as it leaked with pre-cum.

He looked just adorable like this, even if he was a tall guy, the way he took your cock in his ass and the way his hands played with his dick made you lose your mind.

"I'm so close! Gonna fucking cum!" Mingi moaned loudly. "M-me too, Me too, baby!" You moaned when he picked up the pace. His hole clenched around your dick, sending you over the edge.

"Yes! Yes, pump your fucking seeds in me!" Mingi moaned as he came over your chest. When he was done he layed down on your chest, face right in his cum as your cum dribbled out of his ass.

"Y-you got it now?"

"Yeah I think I got the hang of it, time for round 2?"

[jaemmphilia]

☾ violent night ☽

☾ synopsis: you are sick and tired of chen hogging all the blankets. especially when the heater is broken and it's below freezing. ☾ featuring: chen (exo) x gn!reader ☾ prompt: "i almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket." ☾ warnings: chen is an accidental meanie, slight age gap (31 and 27), oral (m receiving) ☾ disclaimer: this is just a work of fiction and does not represent chen as a person. ☾ triplejracha, 2024. please do not copy, translate, or upload to other platforms.

read hjenthusiasts' version hereeeee! <33

a gust of freezing air hit your bare legs and jolted you out of what was once a nice, warm slumber. your body shivered, your hand reaching blindly for the thick duvet. when you felt nothing there, your eyes opened, slowly adjusting to the darkness of the room.

you rolled over just a bit to see your boyfriend, jongdae, curled up with the duvet in his arms. you furrowed your brows and tugged the blanket out of his grip. jongdae didn't even stir, he just let go of the blanket and let out a deep sigh. you rolled your eyes and got back into your comfortable position, your eyes closing as you fell back to sleep.

the next morning, you're up making coffee for you and jongdae, one of your thick throw blankets wrapped around your shoulders. you hope that someone can come out and look at your heating, it's been out for almost three weeks and you don't know how much more could take.

you hear heavy footsteps trudging down the stairs and you poke your head out of the kitchen doorway to see jongdae tying his robe around his naked upper body. he lets out a loud yawn and you shake your head as you pour the coffee into two mugs (the mugs are matching).

"good morning, handsome," jongdae says to you as he presses a kiss to your temple. you lean into his kiss, a smile painted on your face.

"morning, how did you sleep?" you ask, sliding his mug of coffee toward him as you reach to open a cabinet above you, containing sugar and other coffee additives.

jongdae hums as he takes a sip of his coffee. you'll never understand how he can just drink it straight from the pot and although you might tease him about it, you never shamed him for it. "i slept pretty well, i got a little cold at one point, though."

that's when you remember his heinous act from last night. you halt your movements and you face him with your hands on your hips. your lips are pursed as you look him up and down.

"well, i almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket." you state, causing jongdae to stop mid-sip. you see his eyes peer at you over the rim of his tipped mug. you watch as his eyes turn into crescents, his cheeks risingin amusment at your "angered" expression.

jongdae's chest rumbles with laughter. on a typical day, you would revel in his laughter, finding joy in such a sound. but right now, you're supposed to be angry with him.

"i don't know why you're laughing, i almost froze to death last night!" you exclaim, pointing an accusatory finger at the older male.

"you're being quite dramatic, huh?" jongdae teases you, his mug placed on the counter, his full attention on you now. he's leaning against the counter behind him, his arms crossed against his chest.

you sputter at him, a incredulous look on your face. how dare he, he's supposed to feel bad and apologize to you!

"i am not! i expect you to make this up to me, you know!" you spouted, pouring some sugar into your mug of coffee. you feel jongdae shift beside you then you feel his hand on your hip.

jongdae moves you so that you're standing in front of him. you allow him to maneuver you, looking at him confused. jongdae doesn't say anything, he just gets down on his knees.

now you're even more confused.

jongdae tugs your sleep shorts down to your ankles, taking your boxers with them. he runs his hands up and down your bare thighs, your half-chub right in his face.

he brings his hands up to stroke you to full hardness, making you place your hands on the counter in front of you to hold yourself up. jongdae then wraps his lips around the tip of your cock, which gets you hard pretty fast. you bite the knuckle of your index finger, slightly muffling a moan.

jongdae takes you down further in his mouth, his hand pumping whatever he doesn't have in his mouth. your mouth is open as a multitude of moans spill from your lips, you also started drooling onto the counter at some point.

you aren't known for lasting long when getting a blowjob, this time is no different. it isn't much longer and you're spilling your cum down jongdae's throat, your hips stuttering as your legs nearly give out from under you.

jongdae pulls your shorts and underwear back up for you as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

then he just picks up his mug and goes on about his day as you come down from your high. he really is bold.

[tonberry-yoda]

HIIIIII ITS MEEEE- 🚁 the brrrr

its not papa croc but fluff croc is as 💪😤 ✨

Hereeeee

Croc maybe had something he had to tend to and returned late at night to y/n sleeping in dim lights in their very the comfortable the room 😌

And bro as always, tried to be as silent he can, doing his night routine before getting into the bed

But then croc had to hit his foot on the side of something that led to him hitting his head on another thing and something knocked over something and the other thing fell but he caught the thing in time landing on the floor on his bed in a swift magic poof poof move ykno

Thats when he heard a small mumble "crocodile you're an idiot" with a small mumbled laugh

When he looked towards y/n, shes still asleep and snoring and yes

As always you can take a smol percent of this idea or add more stuff to it and take this as an inspirationnn or no do this one 😌

Btw i saw your pending request list and jaw is dropped 👁️👄👁️

Proves you are a really good writer bc yu slayy :)

Anyway have great day and may yu continue to slay 🙏✨

-heli go brrrr 🐑🛋️

Late Again - Crocodile

notes - AHHHHH HI!!! I just finished Impel Down and saw wifey croc and nearly lost my mind! I love him sm and have been brainrotting for him B A D! Thank you for being the croc lover here and I am so glad this was still in my inbox for me to do tee hee. Lots of love and thank you so much for your kind words as always, it means a lot <3 word count - 339

You sighed at you dimmed the lights. He had to be home soon. You just kept reminding yourself that as you tucked yourself in your warm sheets. You were used to Croc being out late, but tucking yourself into bed was always pretty hard.

Passing out though was a whole other ordeal. And an actual easy one. You worked hard, almost just as hard as your husband, so getting to sleep was nothing and you would always pass out, lights on or off.

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Crocodile opened the front door slowly, sighing as he knew you were probably out by now. He wasn't keeping track of time and the moment he looked at the clock, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

He packed up as quickly as he could and came home to darkness. Luckily, he already ate, so he didn't have to worry about that, but damn would it be nice to get a kiss or a hug or anything after such a long day.

He slipped off his shoes and hung up his coat before going upstairs. A sliver of hope came to him when he saw the light on in your bedroom, but that always happened. So when he saw the dim light shining on your sleeping figure, a little bit of disappointment swept over him.

He tried tip toeing around, but failed miserably when he hit his foot on the side of the nightstand, which made an empty glass fall (surprisingly not shattering in the process) and then he hit his head on a bookshelf nearby somehow, which made him again hit the same foot from earlier onto the bed frame.

Crocodile felt like such an idiot and he looked at you with wide eyes.

Somehow you were still asleep.

Until you let out a mumble. "You're such an idiot, Croc."

He turned off the lamp and crawled into bed. "You don't have to tell me twice." he whispered.

But as he wrapped his arms around you, he noticed that you were still fast asleep.

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[klm-zoflorr]

WAIIIT oh my gor dude you ship timelias ? Me as well . Please tell me your headcanons for those two .

Well okay i am not OBSESSED with them, but i do think they have their appeal. Hereeeee we go!

-Tim is definitely a very "jokes" kind of flirt. Elias doesn't look like he is. But oh boy can he match that energy. I think he might be able to fluster tim SERIOUSLY if he plays his cards right and doesn't reveal himself too soon

-I don't see them really dating seriously? Or at least they never get married. Yes you can sleep at my house yes I'll defend you with my life don't you dare put yourself as taken on facebook though

-And I think that's more a Tim thing than an Elias thing. I mean, Jonah is from the 19th century, weddings are kind of the epitome of a "relationship" to him. I think he's wanted to marry his past lovers very badly on occasion but never could. Wants to make up for it now.

-Tim definitely has the potential to bring Elias back to the light side of the force (assuming he was even there lmao) or at least make him somewhat more decent, but Elias 100% has the potential to make Tim into a rich kid. He'd take him to fancy restaurants and have a driver drive them around and before he knows it Tim is addicted to it. Same for clothing, Elias' eccentric style tends to stain everyone he touches. Anyways what i'm getting at is I do think Tim grew up rather well off but if he ever spends too much time with Elias I'm afraid he starts to look down on people who don't assort their socks with their outfit

-and don't get me wrong, he still wears patterned shirts and flip flops to work. He just. He accessorizes.

-i need to draw an outfit swap of them

-i do think they're roughly the same size. This leads to very funny shenanigans where Tim steals Elias' beautiful soft night robe and facetimes all of his colleagues with it. Elias tries to marry him so they can dramatically divorce like he's used to. Tim refuses. It starts a fight.

-Oh, the fights. I do think they fight often, over absolutely insignificant things. That's how they show love. By screaming at each other. Elias got Tim into dramatically shattering fine china* and turns out he's rather good at it

-polyam 4 polyam rights. The two of them have like 18 other people in their poly circle

-Tim is definitely weirded out by the idea of dating someone 200 years older than him at first. He does get used to it, but he NEVER stops cracking jokes about it

-Trying to embarrass Elias is kind of his hobby. But Elias has an excellent poker face and is also kind of a shameless whore, so it doesn't work often

-Who kisses the other first? Definitely Tim. I donnt think Elias would be intimidated or oblivious, but I think he's patient in regards to that and it's funnier for him to let his love interest make the first move (assuming they're the kind of person who has the self esteem to do that, and Tim definitely does)

-Simon Fairchild is Peter Lukas' sugar daddy, who's Elias' sugar daddy, who's Tim sugar daddy. Such a big family you have Mr Fairchild you can be proud of yourself

*well, they're cheap plates from ikea but you know, sounds the same when you throw em at the wall

[imwritingthefout]

I need some comfort so I’m writing this.

Warning: it’s very self indulgent, includes mentions of a period, hurt/comfort

word count: 756

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Pain.

Absolute. Fucking. Pain.

Not only were you on your period, which sucks because everything hurts, but you were also alone.

You just HAD to get your period the day after Bucky left to go on a mission. You were hoping it would come when Bucky came back so you could just cuddle with him and relax but noooooo, you can’t have nice things.

Talking with him about it did help a little, but you felt bad because he was working. Not only was he working, he was putting his life on the line and saving others. That fact didn’t help, and you just found yourself feeling like you shouldn’t call him so he could focus on his work.

You decided to take a nap. It was hard falling asleep without him, but you found a pillow that smells like him so you cuddled that.

You couldn’t fall asleep.

No matter what you did, how you laid or hugged the pillow, you couldn’t fall asleep. The pain was killing you, and so you just started to tear up.

It was all just so overwhelming. The pain in your lower stomach, the feeling of the fabrics against your skin. you just felt so pathetic having to hug a pillow with the scent of your boyfriend to fall asleep.

As you quietly sniffled, you could only focus on these things and not on the sound of the front door opening and keys dropping.

Only when you saw out of the corner of your eye that someone opened the bedroom door, did you realize that Bucky came home.

“Hiiii” your voice was raspy and shaky. Bucky could feel the discomfort from a mile away, and all he wanted to do was hug out every last drop of it.

“Hi sweets, how’ve you been holding up?” He already knew the answer. You were in pain and suffering, but he knows it helps you to talk about it so he asks anyways.

“Horrible. Everything hurts, I can’t fall asleep and life is suffering” maybe that last one was a little exaggerated but what can you say? Everything sucks

He chuckled a little in an empathetic way.

“Do you want some cuddles? I got you some Oreos if you want” how does this man know you so well?

“Come hereeeee” you dragged out the here and stuck out your hands. He changed into pjs (no one is allowed to go in with outside clothes, that’s just blasphemy) and quickly came in to cuddle with you.

His warm body heated you up even though you didn’t think you were cold, and his chest acted as your personal pillow.

All of a sudden, You poked him in the chest, right beside where your head was laying.

“What was that for?” You could hear how amused he was by this simple action

“Just wanted to check you were real and actually here is all” you were getting way too tired, so it was a real possibility you were imagining him right now.

“Well I’m here so I guess I passed?” The rumble in his chest as he talked calmed you down a lot. “Only a little” now you were messing with him.

“What does that mean?”

“Well, I haven’t gotten a kiss yet and the real Bucky would’ve kissed me by now”

“If I kissed you, would that prove I was the real Bucky?”

“Yes, please”

You lifted your head up just enough, and he gently kissed you. It was sweet and full of compassion, he just wanted to help you feel as comfortable as possible.

After the kiss you laid your head back on his chest.

“Yup. That proves it”

“Good” as he spoke, it was lifted with a laugh that made your head bounce a little.

Wait

“How come you’re back from the mission so fast?” It doesn’t make any sense, he was supposed to stay for a week!

“Oh we just finished early so they let me go back today” that was a lie. What actually happened was that Bucky was concerned because you haven’t called or texted in a while, so he begged and begged to go home until Sam finally let up. He wouldn’t tell you that now, though, you would feel bad causing him to come back early just because you didn’t feel so well.

But you didn’t know that, so for now you just took comfort in the fact that he’s here, and you’re not alone.

Eventually, in the warmth and safety of his arms, you fell asleep.

[crimswnred]

LITG TEMPTING FATE: CASA IS HEREEEEE

okayyy!!! i spy with my little eye 3 hotties

maybe it's the best casa we ever had looks wise

and there's liam lmaooo

anyway he's rude so I'm happy he's also ugly

my MC is waiting for her one true love Jin

but I'll replay it later and stick with Jack so I can be with one of the Casa Guys

look at Kyle's legs omg

what have fusebox done to my sweet girl Emel who believed in romance and wanted Oakley to declare poetry??

this is the face of a man who's unreliable 👇

source? bro he's blonde AND has long lashes

Claudia chill I wasn't actually serious when I said I would couple up with you sorry

OMG BEA LIKES WOMEN !!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway chill I'm trying to be loyal here

first day of casa ✅ still not a cheater

ofc they would cut Bea in the middle of what she had to say...

raunchy is always so fun I love kissing boys just for the fun

yeah, I am the funniest, the most travelled and also I'm a dancer, so yeah, I'm the sexiest dancer

and why would anyone think EMEL is the wildest girl? c'mon

these are the eyes of a man who lost his soul 👇

guys never mind he's actually hilarious

what do you mean WE HAVE TO SWITCH?

I don't want to switch? I want my boyfriend back

is it just me or do you guys also want to bite Kyle? just me? ok!!

yadda yadda everyone loves me yadda yadda

Max is literally a child omg

fusebox I fucking hate you

anyway party time!!!!!

which means let me see the outfit for this week

I don't hate it but I also don't love it. the tits are great but the pants could fit better

MCs body is tea

"I had sex in all the continents" followed by this:

lmaooooooo

anyways, there are 6 continents: America, Europe, Asia, Africa, Oceania and Antarctica, I don't know why you guys pretend America is actually two continents like...

as a Brazilian, my girl Claudia would defo point that out. check your facts fusebox

KYLE TATTOED WHO????

AND WHAT DID HE TATTOO????????

jk we don't give a fuck about Gabi, Suresh and s5 mc mess MOVING ON

I just chose Max for my last turn in the game to be messy

stop judging me??

EMEL WE WERE BEST FRIENDS JUST YESTERDAY WHAT'S YOUR DEAL??????

Kyle is so nice <3

oh...

guys I may not be the loyal girl I promised I was

you can't give me a guy with that amount of tats and expect me to not let him touch my thigh ok?

... and share a bed...

... and kiss me.

OKAY OKAY I KISSED HIM ALRIGHT??

but what about it? Jin apparently was saying this girl was a proper head-turner so he can cope

he cheated emotionally, when you think about it that's even worse

and now Emel is moaning Kyle's name

great.

this volume pissed me off. let see what this mess leads me to. gotta say, they keep me entertained

[mysteriouslysaltypoetry]

I Get Cold Easy

Chapter 3

Raph x reader story A/N: Chapter 3 is hereeeee, i actually really liked this one! It's all very soft and sweet. Mikey is my lovely boy and the best dumb of head but big of heart! Hope y'all enjoy! I made a small playlist to go along with this one! Its what i was listening to to help me get the mood of it

Chapter 1/ 2

Raph lost track of the trio a while ago, their bodies disappearing amongst the other people dancing, at least Mikey was there in case anything happened but still, he liked knowing where his people were for his own sake. Vern and Jones were also off god knows where, some girls came to talk to them a few minutes ago and took them to get drinks, they didn’t seem bad but they were definitely a bit too much for his tastes, at least the other too looked entertained enough.

Soon though, he spotted the others coming back after another quick look around, only when he saw them he figured something was obviously off, if the look on (Y/N) wasn’t enough of a sign then April and his brother’s concerned faces were two flashing red warning signs. And it wasn’t only him that noticed it either, Leo straightened his back right as he spotted them, his own eyes scanning their features for anything that could tell him what had happened.

“Guys? What’s with the looks?” Donnie asks when they reach the table, (Y/N) grabs her purse and holds it against her chest with a defeated sigh.

“I just lost my need for a party,” she points to someone in the back and April is quick to pull her into a comforting side hug, kissing her cheek gently.

“You see that guy over there? The one in blue with the pink girl basically draped on top of him? Yeaaah that’s (Y/N)’s now EX boyfriend…”

The three of the turtles hiss in unison ‘Yikes…’ Raph winces at the sight, the fact that a girl like (Y/N) could have something like this happen to her will never not baffle him, that loser just fumbled what seems like a MASSIVE bag, but hey, it sure is not gonna be him who tells him that.

“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that (Y/N), if there is anything we can do?” Leo offers, always the gentleman he thinks with an internal roll of his eyes.

“Thanks, but right now I just want to get out of here and forget this ever happened…” she says rubbing her arms in what Raph can only guess is an attempt at feeling better. Thankfully (or not) his younger brother always seems to have something to say in awkward situations.

“Well then let’s dip! Who cares about this place anyway? It’s super crowded.” He says with a smile, hand on her shoulder.

“Oh! I couldn’t ask that of you guys… you stay and enjoy the rest of the night. I’ll just go home and drown myself in some cake and romcoms.” She tries and chuckles, but it comes out a bit wetter that what was probably intended.

“Are you kidding? I’m going where you go, not leaving you to fend off for yourself after that!” April says immediately, holding her even closer than before.

“Yeah, and it’s not like we would want to stay here when such people are around anyway, not to mention its dangerous for you two to walk alone at night” Adds his brother. Raph nods and gets up, walking over to her.

“Also, yer with us now, shorty. We don’t wanna see you sad, much less sad AND alone.” He says, placing his hand on top of her hands, gently taking her purse and nodding to the entrance. The others nod and they all quickly make their way out, April quickly sending a text to Casey to explain what happened.

“Alright!” Mikey claps his hands, surprising everyone “This night took a wild turn but I know JUST the thing to help you feel better, angelcakes” he pulls (Y/N) to his side and dramatically sticks his hand out as if to make his point more convincing.

“I don’t know, I’m not really up for anything that requires me to use any of my mental capacities Mikey…” she sighs and let’s herself sag against his brother.

“That’s the best part! You shall not have to move a muscle on that big brain of yours!” he chuckles “This is our super secret way of relaxing and getting out of the blues” he adds, and oh, now Raph knows where this is going and so do the other three, it was like their tradition at this point and sure enough, it worked wonders.

“What do you say toooo… some pizza, good music, and city gazing?” Mikey asks in a soft tone, giving her some space to think properly. The others smile encouragingly.

“That… sounds great actually.” She chuckles, looking around them “I could really go for a bite, or five.” She says, making everyone laugh with her.

And so it was decided, they went to their favourite place for pizza (and honestly? It was the best no matter what Casey said about it.) and made their way to April and (Y/N) building. The night breeze got colder and colder as they approached.

“Allllrighty ladies, please be sure to hold onto a designated turtle as well as your belongings, we’re going to the magical place we call: The Roof~” Mikey sing songs, and soon enough Donnie offers April his hand and quickly makes his way up the roof along with Leo.

(Y/N) turns to Raph, holding out her hand with a small smile “The nice fella did say for me to hold onto my belongings, unless of course you would prefer to carry it up there.” She said, her tone already a bit more cheerful then when they were in the club. He laughs and shakes his head, handing her the purse.

“Nah hop in, I’ll make sure the ride up there is smooth and quick.” He says taking her into one of his arms and following his brothers.

They all get to the top and start to settle in, pizza boxes open on the floor, and a comfy silence surrounding them. Taking out his phone and his portable speaker Mikey puts on one his playlists, the air around them is cozy and peaceful. A few minutes later and everyone is talking amongst themselves, Leo is sitting next to Donnie who has April draped across his lap, happily chewing on her slice, Raph himself is sitting crisscross on the floor, with (Y/N) resting her head on his legs and is resting her own on top of Mikey.

“Thanks guys, this means a lot, and it’s infinitely better than what I was planning on doing.” She says, nuzzling closer into his leg, it had been a while Raph thought, since they had had a new friend join their group and since anyone had been as close to them without it being asking questions about their mutation or how it was being vigilantes/ ninjas. ‘This is nice’ runs through his mind as his hand settles on her shoulder, only to notice how absolutely frigid it was.

“Dude… yer freezing! How the hells didn’t ya turn blue yet?” he asks with wide eyes, to which she only shrugs.

“Oh don’t worry about that, I’m always extremely cold. I got used to by now.” She tries and waves him off, shoving some more pizza on her mouth. The red clad turtle shakes his and starts taking off his jacket, dropping it on top of her.

“There, put it on. I ain’t taking no damn popsicle to the hospital today, nor am I taking care of a sick one.” he says while reaching for another slice.

(Y/N) sighs but does as he says nonetheless, safe to say the thing is absolutely gigantic on her but it does the job and she settles back on his leg right after. And that’s how they spend the night, talking and laughing, listening to some good music and looking out at the city, watching the people ad cars pass by.