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emmyrosee · 1 year ago

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this is for the non curse bf!sukuna

when you first start going out he wouldn’t know what flowers to get you. he could ask you but- who tf asks their gf ‘hey what flowers do you like?’ he thinks that’s lame. so guy brings 5-6 diff flowers just for you.

can you imagine, him all tattooed and brooding buying you flowers in a pretty flower shop😭😭i’m crying :((((((

OKAY BUT IF HE DOES IT TO LIKE, ASK YOU TO BE HIS GF???

Like originally he was just going to take you out on a few dates, enjoy the company and yuuji and his Ma off his back, but that plan crumbled when he started to be the one to text you first. When he started to initiate dates. When he started to feel butterflies in his chest when you laughed.

Yuuji so graciously told him he had feelings and should cuff you before you get tired of him, and the idea swirls for a bit in Sukuna’s head before one night at four am, he storms into yuuji’s room and in a pure panic asks “how do I ask her out?”

Yuuji grumbles and throws a pillow at his brother, “flowers and candy, go back to bed.”

But Ryomen does anything but. Because there’s so many flowers and so many candies, how will he know which is your favorite? And as much as he’d love to ask you, it would ruin the surprise of being so excited at being his girlfriend that you’d have to say yes- a little manipulative, perhaps, but he’s not perfect despite what he says.

So he kinda goes… crazy.

He buys you all sorts of candy, everything from sour to chocolate, to even some cotton candy grapes and gummy bear watermelon and more candy flavored candy, all to put in a small bag that dangles from his thick wrist.

Next is the flower shop, and that’s even more stressful because how is he supposed to pick between roses and peonies and assorted and god knows what other breeds of flowers there are- one time, as a kid, he saw yuuji give a little boy a fistful of yellow dandelions, can’t he just do that?

According to the swipe of his credit card after picking out seven bouquets…. No. Apparently not.

He lugs everything out to his car with grunts of efforts, texting you telling you to be home because the smell of flowers is making him nauseous and the candy is probably melting in the warmth of the sun.

SENT please tell me you’re home?

Schnookums (god he needs to change that, why’d you ever put yourself as something so feral in his phone?) why, you coming over??

SENT no I’m making conversation

Of course that question means I’m coming over

Schnookums yayyyy okay 🥺💙

He scoffs before making a floor to your house, nerves making him speed a little too fast and almost run a few too many red lights, and he’s grateful that the cops he passed have mercy on him and let him get to your house without a ticket or handcuffs.

He gathers his bundle back in his arms and blindly makes his way up your driveway, using the sheer grace of the gods watching over him to not trip and crush everything under him. He sneezes god knows how many times, and once he’s finally at your door, he doesn’t know how long it takes him to knock successfully, but after 5 tries, he finally nails it.

And after a few short seconds, you open the door with a gasp of excitement. “What did you do!”

“I wasn’t- fuck!” The flowers start to slip as he tries to peer over them to look at you. You’re quick to make a move to help him catch them. “Fuck. God damn it. Ugh.” He clears his throat, “I wasn’t sure what flowers to get, so… I bought them all.��

“Whats in the bag?”

“An absolutely feral amount of sweets.”

You’re beaming at him, so excited between the gesture and seeing him that you immediately toss your arms around him, the crinkling of the bouquets being what snaps you back to life.

“Ah shit.”

“Sorry! Sorry!! I just… this is so sweet,” you say, smiling.

“Well, I uhh…. I wanted… you and I’ve been kinda… going out for a while….”

“Yeah?” You ask, and with the way your eyes widen and jaw slacks slightly, you know what he’s going to ask.

And he knows you’re going to make him do it.

“And I really… really have enjoyed it.” He takes a deep breath, “not sure why, but-“

“Shut up,” you snicker.

“But I kinda… want to do it. More. And… not let you do it with other people.”

“Okay,” you giggle.

“And I’m told the only way to do that is to make you my girlfr-“

“YES!” You scream, wrapping your arms around him again, and when he makes a noise of protest, you grab the flowers to put them on the ground, hugging him again tightly.

Tightly enough his organs hurt and his breath can’t get into his body, but this feels so right, so good and so comforting that he’d let you do it forever. He kisses your head and cradles it, letting the bag rest against your back.

“I can’t believe you went through all this trouble for me,” you murmur against him.

He chuckles, “don’t thank me too much yet. We still need to find vases for all of these because I’ll be damned if I let my kind gesture die within twelve hours.”

“I don’t even know if I own a vase.”

He stiffens, and you snicker in his grip.

“Well then I hope your don’t like your kitchen sink too much.”

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plastic-rainbows · 8 months ago

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AgeRe/Agedre Food Ideas!

Main courses:

- Grilled cheese

- Wildberry muffins

- Chicken nuggets

- Toaster waffles

- Macaroni & cheese

- Breaded Tofu

- Flavored oatmeal

- Veggie burger

- Hot dogs

- Microwave pancakes

- Pizza bagels

- Fish sticks

- PB&J sandwich

- Noodle cup

- Mini tacos

Sides, snacks, and sweets:

- Apple slices

- Pretzel twists

- Cheddar crackers

- Yogurt cups

- Carrot sticks

- French fries

- Scrambled eggs

- Dry cereal

- Granola bars

- Baby corn

- Mashed potatoes

- Gummy bears

- Pudding cups

- Tater tots

- String cheese

- Green beans

- Frosted cookies

- Mixed berries

- Graham crackers

- Raw broccoli

- Cheese puffs

- Fruit pouches

Drinks:

- Chocolate milk

- Orange juice

- Flavored water

- Homemade lemonade

- Kool aid

- Veggie smoothie

- Apple juice

- Sports drink

- Fruit punch

- Strawberry milk

- Protein shake

- Grape juice

Feel free to customize anything due to allergies, dietary restrictions, or preference. Bonus points if you cut your food up into cute shapes and use little dish sets for toddlers/kids!

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mamajamasquamas · 11 days ago

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Zayne f!cks you on a pool table first person reader insert

Warnings: oral s!x, a!al, s!x, rough s!x, blowjobs, unprotected p in v, v!ginal fingering, a!al play/fingering, mentions of food and ice play, rough kissing, v!ginal s!x, multiple orgasms, p!rn what plot/without plot.

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“Still want to keep playing?” I ask as I push the tip of my pool stick against Zayne’s chest. He looks up at me, his hair falling over the blindfold covering his eyes. His cheeks are flushed from the wine we’d been drinking while we played pool. He’d gone through more glasses than I had, finishing the bottle I’d brought with me from work. He normally doesn’t drink unless he has a bad day at work, but he never tells me what happens. He hadn’t eaten the dinner I’d made either, insisting we spend time together. That’s how we’d end up down in my basement, playing pool. We hadn’t even finished one round before my attention had moved to Zayne’s back, his muscles flexing as he’d pulled back his pool stick and struck one of the balls on the table.

“Hm?” I say, opening up the sides of his work shirt with my stick. He flinches when the pool stick rubs against one of his nipples. I push it in deeper. He groans, arching his back.

“I can’t play when I’m tied to my chair,” he says.

“True,” I say, moving the pool stick to the other side of his chest. I tap it against his nipple. He lets out another groan. I move the pool stick lower, sliding it underneath his shirt. His buttons come undone, revealing his abs. He takes a deep breath as I move the stick in between his abs, stopping at his belt. “But if I recall correctly, don’t you have the power to break free?” I place the end of the stick on top of his pants. He groans, tilting his head back. “Or do you just not want to?” Pressing the stick in deeper, I turn around, reaching for the bowl of candy on top of the pool table in front of me. I’d filled it with an assortment of candy a few days ago. Kisses, gummy bears, chocolate bars. I dig into it, grabbing a cherry flavored ring pop. I tear the packaging, pushing it into my mouth. he shifts around in his chair, as if expecting something. The candy is sweet, much sweeter than I remember as a kid. Pulling it out of my mouth, I move towards him. I place one of my hands on his thigh, leaning in close as I lick up one side of the ring pop. He can’t see me but I have a feeling he can tell what I’m doing. I lick around the rim, purposely slow as I move my hand towards the front of his pants. Pushing the candy against his lips, I lick the side opposite of him.

“What is this?” He says.

“Guess.” I push the candy into his mouth. He wraps his lips around it, sucking on it. I brush my fingers over his cock. He loses concentration, letting out a soft moan his voice muffled against the candy. I lick the corner of his mouth, pulling the pop out of his mouth. I slide my tongue over his bottom lip, catching it between my teeth. I give a slight pull before releasing his lip. “It tastes sweeter on your mouth,” I whisper against his lips.

“That can’t be,” he says.

“Why?” I ask, pushing the front of the ring pop against one of his nipples. It’s slightly dry, leaving a red stain on his skin. Parting my lips, I drag them over his throat, moving the ring pop over to his other nipple. I rub the candy into his skin, grabbing his throat with the other. He moans, tilting his head to the side as I open my mouth, licking the fleshiest part of his neck.

“I’m sure it tastes better on yours,” he gasps. I smile, moving lower. Pressing soft kisses to his chest, I catch one of his nipples in between my teeth.

“Fuck,” he says, leaning his head back against the chair. I release his nipple, soothing the bite of my teeth with the candy. I move to the other, sliding my tongue over it. He tenses beneath me, digging his fingers into the tie around his wrists. I know he can break free whenever he wants. Maybe it’s the wine that’s stopping him. I suck his nipple into my mouth, releasing it to push the ring pop between my lips. When it’s wet enough, I slide it in between his abs, leaving a trail of red, sticky syrup behind. He shudders, bucking his hips.

“Want something?” I ask, placing my hand on top of his cock.

“Yes,” he says, slightly breathless.

“What do you want?” I ask, rubbing the ring pop over his lips. Smearing them with juice. “You know what I want,” he says.

“No I don’t. Do you want more candy? I have plenty. Or maybe more wine?”

He shakes his head.

“So then what?”

“Touch me,” he says. “Please.”

“That’s better,” I say, pressing my palm flat against the front of his pants. “But you can do better, can’t you?”

He lets out another groan.

“That’s not an answer,” I say, pushing the ring pop into his mouth. I remove his belt, getting down onto my knees. “Keep it in your mouth.” He wraps his lips around the candy, juice dripping down his chin as it melts. I place his belt down on the ground along with my pool stick. Unzipping his pants, I pull out his cock, rubbing him from base to tip.

His moan is muffled against the candy in his mouth. Wetting my lips, I lick around the head of his cock. He arches his hips, signaling he wants me to move faster. I move my head down, licking up the side of his cock. Slower than before. That earns me another pitiful arch. I move my head to the other side, licking his tip when I reach the top. I push my tongue against his slit. Pre-cum hits my tongue. I push my head down, moaning as I move my hand from his cock to his thighs. I look up at him, even though he can’t see me. His jaw is clenched, the candy still in his mouth. I push my head down all the way, groaning softly as my nose presses against his pelvis. He bucks his hips. My eyes widen when his tip pushes against the back of my throat. Pulling my head up, I lower myself back down, slow and easy at first. He lets out another muffled sound, a mix between a whine and a moan. I move my head faster, clenching my thighs as warmth fills me. My hair falls into my eyes. If this would be a regular night, He would have either brushed it away or fisted it as he thrusted into me. But his hands were bound so I let it cover my eyes, moaning every time I pull my head up, and lower it back down. He thrusts his hips. He doesn’t have as much mobility as he would if he wasn’t tied to his chair but his thrusts are rough, making my throat ache with each one. I let him thrust, digging my fingers into his pants. I increase the pace, bobbing my head back and forth. Spit drips out of my mouth, running down my throat. His thrusts are harder now, more frantic. I moan around him, the sound low and gargled. I push my fingers in deeper to his pants as more spit drips out of my mouth, hitting his pants. I move my head faster A moment later, warmth hits the back of my throat. I swallow, the taste of his cum mixing with the ring pop I’d just licked. I remove my mouth, licking my lips. They’re puffy, and swollen. Standing up, I remove his blindfold. He spits out the candy. It’s almost done anyways. I grab it, turning around to throw it into the trash. When I turn back around, Zayne’s eyes are on me. They’re glassy from the alcohol.

“How are you feeling doctor?” I ask, moving towards the pool table.

“Come here,” he says.

I shake my head, sitting on top of the pool table. Balls roll around me, hitting the sides of the table. I pull up my dress, revealing my panties. They’re made of red, sheer lace. I press my hand against them, letting out a soft moan. I tip my head back, placing my other hand behind me to steady myself. I rub my clit with my thumb, using my other fingers to press deeper against my pussy. My panties dampen, sticking to my folds. His eyes darken. He’s losing patience. I bite my lip, glancing over at his cock. It’s still hard, pre-cum dripping from the tip. I arch my back, my nipples pressing against my dress. They harden, swelling up with blood. I push my panties to the side, sliding one of my fingers into my pussy. More pre-cum gathers at his tip. I cup my breast, pushing another finger inside of myself. I spread my folds, releasing my lip.

“Does everything look alright, doctor?” I ask, breathlessly. “Or do you need a better look?”

“I’m not that kind of doctor.”

I laugh despite myself. He smiles, lightening the tension between us.

“What?”

“Your bad at playing this game,” I say. “Your supposed to say you need a better look.”

“Ah I see,” he says.

I keep laughing, unable to help myself.

“Alright it’s not that funny,” he says, still smiling.

“It is,” I say. I push my fingers back inside of myself. It takes only a few thrusts until I stop laughing. “Zayne. I want you right here.” I remove my fingers, licking them. “And here.” I turn onto all fours, pulling my dress up over my hips. I shake my hips playfully, my panties tight against my pussy. I turn my head towards him as I reach my hand around to my ass, spreading my hole with my fingers. Cold air blows against it. I buck my hips shamelessly, arching my back further. I push one of my fingers into myself.

“Ugh,” I moan, closing my eyes. There’s a harsh scraping sound. I open my eyes, looking up at Zayne.

His tie is on the ground, covered in ice. He grabs my throat before I can say anything else, pulling me off of the table. I stumble and he wraps one of his arms around my hip, pushing me up against him. My breasts press against his chest. He tilts my head back, his fingers firm against my throat.

“It took you long enough-mhph,” I moan as he pushes his mouth against mine, moving his hand from my hip to my hair. He grips it tightly as he pushes me up against the table, my bare ass pressing against the cool wood. I gasp, my lips parting. He slides his tongue into my mouth, tightening his grip in my hair as he deepens the kiss, licking my tongue roughly. I groan, moving my hands up to his chest, pulling him closer. He grabs my leg, lifting it up onto his hip. My pussy presses against his clothed cock. I let out another moan, this one swallowed by his mouth. Zayne kisses me harder, his fingers digging into my scalp. I can tell it was a bad idea to push him so far. Grabbing my other leg, he lifts me up onto his hips, pushing me down onto the table. Balls scatter, hitting the sides of the table. He lays me flat against it, climbing on top of me. The bowl of candies is beside my head. He grabs one of them, his eyes lowering to my chest.

“My turn now, huh?” He asks, separating our lips. His voice is slightly strained.

I nod, licking my swollen lips. He grabs a Hershey kiss, sitting up so he can undo the wrapper. Once he gets it off, he lets it fall onto my dress. Sliding the straps of my dress down to my elbows, he frees my breasts. I whimper as the air blows against them. He presses his lips against mine, the Hershey kiss melting against his fingers. Separating our lips before he can deepen it, he pushes the chocolate against my nipple. I moan, placing my hands beside me. The chocolate is warm, making my pussy ache. Is this how he had felt when I’d teased him with the ring pop. He rubs the chocolate around the rim of my nipple, lowering his head to the other. He flicks his tongue against it. I groan, arching my hips. He chuckles, moving to the other nipple. He licks around the chocolate, getting some of my nipple and chocolate in one. Chocolate smears against my skin. He moves the chocolate over to my other nipple.

“Zayne!” I gasp as something cold slides over it. I look down at the Hershey. It’s encased in a small block of ice. He smiles, sucking my nipple into his mouth. The sensation of hot and cold is too much. My panties become wetter. I buck my hips, trying to rub against them. Zayne moves his hand down to my hip, stopping me. He switches to my other nipple. The ice melts, liquid dripping down my dress. He pulls it down lower, stopping at my hips. I flinch as he removes the cube, sucking my cold nipple into his mouth. I slide my fingers into his hair, moving my other hand to his back. I push hom against me, needing to feel his cock. His grip on my hip tightens. A warning but I don’t care. I pull him closer, whimpering when the tip of his cock nudges against my panties. He releases my nipple, slapping it roughly. “Ngh!” I release his back. He places the cube on top of it, holding it for a minute. “It h-hurts,” I say, my nipple aching beneath. He presses his lips against my neck, cupping my breast with his other hand. He pushes his thumb against my nipple. Just when I think it’s too cold, he lifts the ice cube up, soothing the bite of the ice with his tongue. He sucks the ice into his mouth, pressing his lips against mine. Sweet chocolate and cherry from the ring pop mix as he slides his tongue between my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him harder. He moves his hand underneath my head, cradling it as he deepens the kiss, leaving me gasping into his mouth. A few moments later, he separates our lips, moving down to my pussy. He bunches my dress around my hips, sliding his tongue over my panties. A soft groan leaves him. He grabs my thighs, pushing them apart. Pushing my underwear down to my hamstrings, he licks my clit.

“Ha!” I whimper, grabbing his hair. He digs his fingers into my skin as he lowers his head, slipping his tongue in between his folds. I close my eyes, bucking my hips against his face. Zayne licks me harder, holding either side of my folds open so he can push all of his tongue inside of me. I open my eyes, looking down at him. Zayne’s eyes are on mine, soft and seductive as he continues licking me, each hard flick of his tongue making my legs shake. I dig my fingers into the cushion of the pool table beneath me. He lifts my thighs up onto his shoulder, moving faster. He sucks my clit back into his mouth. A sharp gasp leaves me, my hips grinding against his face. He groans as my wetness drips onto his chin but he doesn’t ever stop looking at me. A moment later, he pulls his head up, licking his lips. He pats my cunt, snapping his fingers. A piece of ice appears in his hand. “Zayne mhm!” He slides the ice inside of me. It burns for a moment, but then he slides his tongue inside of me, warming the ice before it can hurt too much. Water drips onto his hand as the ice melts. I lay back against the table, my grip on his hair tightening. I push his face against my pussy, rubbing it back and forth. “I’m gonna c-cum!” I moan. Zayne rubs my hips, giving me the okay. I release, letting out a loud cry. He licks me through it, never stopping until my hips finally stop shaking. Lifting his head, he pulls me to the edge of the pool table. Grabbing his cock, he nudges the tip against my folds. I haven’t even had a chance to recover before he slides into me, filling me in one hard thrust. His hips pressed against mine, he pulls out to the tip and slams in. My back slides against the pool table. Balls scatter, some of them rolling into the holes on either side of us. Zayne’s lip tilts up as he thrusts harder, his hips slamming against mine. A purple ball rolls into his hole, then an orange one. I dig my fingers into the cushion, trying to grip onto anything. Zayne reaches for one of the balls beside my head, pushing it towards one of his holes.

“C-cheater!” I pant.

“Quiet.” His hips slap against mine. Harder now.

“Oh!” I moan, closing my eyes. I don’t even care about the game anymore. All I can focus on is the heat between my legs. Zayne raises my legs up onto his shoulders, quickening the pace. I turn my head, moaning as my legs begin trembling. It won’t be long before I cum. Zayne keeps going, every thrust sending me sliding back against the table. It shakes beneath us, more balls rolling around. “I’m gonna c-cum!” I cry out.

“Cum,” Zayne says, slapping my clit. I cry out as I release, my eyes rolling back. Zayne thrusts a few more times, sighing as he releases inside of me. He pulls out, grabbing my hips, flipping me onto my hands and knees. He pushes my thighs apart, his cum dripping down my thighs. He pushes his tip into my ass. I moan at the stretch. Filling me, he pulls me close to him, cupping my breasts. He begins thrusting again. I place my hands down onto the table, clenching my fists. His thrusts are harder than before, more frantic. Every push and pull of his hips leaving me gasping for breath. I press my forehead against the table, closing my eyes. My legs begin trembling. Zayne pulls off my underwear, pushing my legs further apart.

“I’m gonna cum!” I moan.

“Cum for me,” he says, thrusting harder. I release again, my pussy tightening around his cock. He releases a moment later, pulling out of me. I turn around, pushing my sweaty hair from my face. His cock is covered in both of our cums. He moves over to the chair we’d first started on, panting heavily. I turn around, looking over at the balls on the table. My eyes widen. The eight ball is gone. I look over at Zayne as he notices, his eyes crinkling.

“Looks like I won after all, huh?” He asks, still out of breath.

“You jerk,” I say before laughing.

#zayne love and deepspace #zayne x you #zayne x reader #doctor zayne #zayne smut #smutty fanfiction #rough kink #roughfuck #rough kissing #smutty one shot #smut #foodporn #smutty fic #smutty concepts #pussyplay #nipplay

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elodieunderglass · 2 years ago

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Mad Spring - sour gummies, you feral little goblin. Tangfastics. Airheads. Sour Patch Kids. Like High Summer, you choose fruit-flavored gummy sweets, but you pick ones coated in Pain Sugar. It isn’t enough to just get sugar: you’re chasing a different Sensory Experience (TM) than the rest. And that’s great.

Warm Spring - white chocolate, ruby chocolate, pastel mint drops, cotton candy, bubblegum. Marshmallows. Sweet, creamy, usually pastel. You have no particular objection to floral tastes like lavender and rose. You may be able to appreciate Turkish Delight.

Midsummer - tropical fruits: chewy and slightly creamy in pastel colors. Starburst/Opal Fruit, Creamsicles/Solero. Maoam strips. Cream sodas. Skittles, despite being jewel-toned, are in this season. Coconut and pineapple flavors go here. Also the home of chalky-type sweets like Love Hearts/candy hearts, smarties (usa) and You may be also able to appreciate Turkish Delight.

High Summer - Gummy bears and chewy, jellyish, jammy, gummy, springy in bright jewel tones. Gummy worms and jelly snakes, jelly babies, jelly beans, Haribo. Clearer and gummier than Midsummer.

Autumn Night - darker and more complex sweetness, often including an element of burning or alcohol, or another challenge. Cherry cordials, marzipan, champagne truffles. Also home of burnt-sugar tastes: maple candy, bonfire toffee, candy corn. Also home of matcha; red liquorice; red bean paste. When people bring you sweets from other countries, they’ll choose unusual local delicacies. You almost certainly were fascinated as a kid by lollipops at the science museum sold with real bugs in them.

Autumn Salt - peanut butter and peanut brittle, salted caramel, toffee, butterscotch. Toffee popcorn, Reese’s Peanut Butter cups, Snickers, Daim. If nobody has any nuts, you’ll choose chocolate with nuts, crisp or crunch over other things. Sweet just isn’t enough.

Winter Spice - herbal, spicy and medicinal sweets, usually hard old-fashioned sweets. Red-hots, burning cinnamon, chilli - eucalyptus, root beer, menthol; sarsaparilla. Hard candy, generally: old fashioned ‘boiled sweets,’ things that look gorgeous in glass jars. Parma violets. Fisherman’s Friends. You’re the only person who would eat a gingerbread house after decorating it. You’re also possibly a ghost, or used to be a Mad Spring. It’s also about the SENSATION.

Midwinter - dark black Licorice. Salty? Sweet? saltlakrids? Allsorts? Australian? You might like other things too, but when your loved ones are in another country, they go to the licorice aisle and get you the weirdest local variant they can find.

Long Winter - true chocolate, basic chocolate stuff: M&Ms. Dairy Milk. Hershey’s Kiss. But also home of fudgy tastes and sugar-on-sugar in a long slow sauce. Marshmallow, Handmade fudge, Phish Food ice cream.

Cool Winter - naturally, the homebase of minty tastes. peppermint wheels, York’s Peppermint Patties, After Eights. Also orange - chocolate orange - and, oddly, pixie sticks/sherbet and other sweet things that involve eating simple flavored sugar.

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star-crossed-planet · 6 days ago

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The guys go out to get ice cream ^_^

what I think they would get.

Todd: a double portion of milk caramel flavor, in a cup. Once he went through the inevitable experience of dropping his ice cream cone as a kid, never again. Has had the same favorite ice cream since he was 7.

Neil: one of those super tall ice cream cones with three different flavors, and they change everytime. He ends up spilling it all over himself when it melts but refuses to stop getting a damn cone.

Charlie: some obnoxious order like a big ass milkshake with a bunch of different sprinkles, syrups, a cookie and a cherry. He was kicked out of one of those stores where you add the complements yourself for finishing all the colorful sprinkles

Knox: fancy mf doesn't get ice cream, he gets a Frappuccino™ or plain vanilla ice cream

Pitts: currant or sweet potato popsicle, he bites it and finishes it in less than 2 minutes to everyone's horror. He's literally my dad wth.

Meeks: he actually orders normal stuff but sometimes he manages to find shit like, tamarind cucumber ice cream. Or gets the weirdest combination of water strawberry and coffee.

Cameron: the master of unpopular flavors, gets pistachio and gum all the time. His favorite one is clementine ice cream with gummy bears but he never finds stores that have the clementine flavor.

Chris: classic strawberry cone, also she loves lemon water ice cream with chocolate syrup and is genuinely confused as to why so many people dislike it.

Ginny: chocolate, brownie, mocha, chocolate chip, basically anything that has chocolate in it. Also gets chocolate syrup and sprinkles. And a chocolate cookie. Did I mention she likes chocolate?

#how many times did I say chocolate #pitts is the dad friend #todd is literally me what #dead poets society #dead poets fandom #dps fandom #dps headcanons #dps #charlie dalton #gerard pitts #knox overstreet #neil perry #todd anderson #steven meeks #richard cameron #chris noel #ginny danbury #ice cream

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woncon · 2 years ago

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➳ the case of the missing cookie

➶ stray kids ot8 x gn!reader ｡˚ °

-ˏ` ✎﹏ where one of your boyfriends ate your cookie and you need to find out who was the thief, so you kiss everyone.

➴ genre: fluff, poly, slice of life, non-idol au

: ̗̀➛ warnings: mxm interactions (ofc), one punch, a lil' bit suggestive if you squint, a few pet names, a lots of kissing (꜆ ˃ ³ ˂)꜆

⌨ :: 2.8k words ♡ ︵ . .

⁀➷ special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this fic into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

➳ mlist | next case

You've been keeping your cookie in store for a while now. You're searching for the glorious ocassion to eat it, and finally the time has come: your university assigment is all done, checked and sent, and you're ready to celebrate your success with having the tasty chocolate chip cookie.

The box is surpisingly light. You rip off the plastic cover, and your heart skips a beat. Your cookie isn't there, just a few little, orphan crumbs. You stare at them in disbelief, as if they would be able to point at the offender with their fingers. Half an hour ago you took a dreamy look at the cookie, because you were reassured by the knowledge that you can have it soon.

But one of your boyfriends was faster than you. Someone meanly ate your small treasure, your favourite sweet, which you guarded like how a mother would her tiny, innocent baby.

You throw the empty box on the kitchen counter, and you decide, you'll find and unveil the perpetrator. The crime happened less than thirty minutes, you just need to find the lips that taste like cookie, and then... There will be consequences, for sure. No one can eat your cookie without punishment. With that definite thought, you furrow your brows, nod and already on your way to investigate.

Minho wanted to take a look, if there's enough canned fish for the cats. That's why he goes to the kitchen. Where an unexpected you grabs him firmly and kisses him angrily and intensely. His tongue cannot resist, it's a miracle that your nor his hip doesn't hit the kitchen counter or one another. He grabs you by the hips and when he could truly have a taste of you, and take the lead, you pull away to take a breath.

You breathe onto each other's mouth after the kiss ends. Minho gives the now less furious you a questioning look. Usually, you're not the passionate one and you feel a little embarrassed in his arms, so you quickly get out from his lightsome hug.

"I'll explain later," you mumble the promise.

So, Minho can check the cat food with the memory of your lips on his mouth and heart, and you your other partners.

Your next target, who you find is Felix, sweet Felix, who wouldn't touch your cookie, 'cause he wouldn't want to hurt you this way. But it's possible that he accidentally ate it, and he didn't know the cookie was yours, so you definitely need to kiss him. It's a must.

You sit down on the sofa next to him in the living room. He's playing video games. You're still blunt from the kiss in the kitchen, so you shyly and gently pull his shirt to get his attention. Felix pauses his game, turning to you with interest on what you would want. But before he could ask you, you lean into him, crashing his lips with yours in a slow, sensual way. He tastes sweet, but not from the cookie, rather the raspberry flavored gummy bears laying next to his thigh. You're happy that you have no reason to be angry at him, and in addition you can kiss his perfect lips.

You leave his warm lips with a smile. You feel more calm and self-conscious.

"You can continue playing. That's all I wanted."

Even if you want to leave, the boy with the glittery, loving look and with galaxies shining on his face won't let you.

After a few more kisses and a giggly freckle pampering session later, with lips a little numb, but oh so loved, you go to the studio, 'cause Chan is surely there. You're ready for the next kisses to find the cookie flavor on someone's lips.

As with Felix, you wouldn't assume that Chan ate your cookie with malicious intent. Although when he's doing hard work and he gets hungry, Chan doesn't pay too much attention to what he's eating at the moment. He could eat it without knowing it was your cookie.

Before you open the door, you knock properly, and after his tired voice invites you in, you step into the room. Chan turns to you in his chair. He flashes a gentle smile, but his dull eyes show you that he is exhausted.

"You need a break."

"Yeah, yeah." Chan sighs while drumming on his thighs, sinking into his chair.

"If you continue like this, you will fall asleep on the keyboard." You step closer, running your fingers through his soft hair, massaging his scalp which he accepts with a relieved groan. Suddenly Chan pulls you into his lap and you cling to his shoulder with a surprised squeal.

"No, if I use you as a pillow."

Chan's smile widens and grows into a lovely grin as he cuddle you like a joyful yet sleepy koala, hiding his handsome face in the crook of your neck, imitating snoring sounds. You giggle at his playfulness, fishing his face out.

For a few silent moments you just watch him in deep awe. Chan caresses your back in slow circles and you give in and kiss him. He didn't eat any cookies, but he drinked one or two mango flavored energy drinks.

"Was this my goodnight kiss?"

"Not necessarily. You can get more, if you go to sleep in the bed."

"Im gonna save, then go. I promise." He press a light kiss on your nose and smiles widely. "Okay?"

"Uh-uh. You have ten minutes. If you're not with Seungmin by then, no more kisses for you."

After you threaten him, you leave his comfy, warm body and the room to search for your next boyfriend and potential cookie thief. Typical workout music emanates from one of the rooms: you enter there.

Changbin is on the rug, doing sit-ups in a loose athletic shirt. The TV shows the actual task and the remaining time. The music rumbles from the speakers. The boy is sweaty, his biceps streching perfectly. You're just in luck: he has a half minute long break right now. He just lays there like a starfish, panting heavily until you sit down on his stomach, pulling him up to your lips by grabbing the front of his cloth. His sigh is muted by your roaming mouth. It doesn't bother Changbin, he really enjoys how you randomly yet lovingly kiss him, how close you are. You don't mind that your chest is pressed againt his and your shirt getting a bit sweaty from the thight contact.

Changbin is very sexy, such a biscutie and a talented kisser, but he didn't eat any cookies recently, instead he had fruit flavored ice cream. The coldness is gone, but the taste is still fresh-like on his tongue.

"What's up?" He asks in a raspy voice which sends shivers down your spine. He strokes your sides lazily as the timer won't run out soon, as he can offer himself to you as long as you need him. You wanted to keep your mission as a secret, however you didn't know that Changbin would look at you like that, interested in whatever you want to say.

"Somebody ate my cookie, therefore I taste everyone. Lucky for you, you aren't the one." Your hand strokes his chest, touching every muscle beneath the sweated cloth, slightly lingering a bit on his abs.

Changbin smirks.

"Jisung was really suspicious when I went out on break."

"Thanks for the hint!" You kiss his puffy face, then get up.

The last time you were with Jisung, he was clinging to you, and he was demanding not just hugs, but attention. You were trying hard to calm him down. You reassured that when you finish your task, you will give all your hugs to him. Is it possible that Jisung ate your cookie out of revenge? Hopefully not.

But where could Jisung be? He was probably seeking hugs from somebody else. There's no better place for this than the big bedroom, where Seungmin sleeps. You approach the room on your tiptoes, quietly opening the door into the semi-darkness.

On the bed, under the big blanket hill, you can hear peaceful snoring. Smiling, you get closer, climbing on the bed. Paying attention not to kneel on anybody, and when you sucessfully make your way behind your closer boyfriend, you nest yourself to his back. You immediately recognize Seungmin from his scent, his messy hair and the soft way he snores. You lean over his shoulder to place a light kiss on his cheek. He couldn't eat your cookie unless he's a sleepwalker, which is completely out of the question.

However, the boy who sleeps next to Seungmin, maybe. Jisung maybe. You need to find out, that's why you're here. You can't cuddle up with the lovely duo and just rest, you need to know whose fault it is that you can't enjoy your celebration cookie.

You approach from the other side of the bed. Jisung's head is fully in Seungmin's chest. He got as close to him as possible.

"Hanie... Jisungie... Baby..."

You kiss his shoulder, fondling his back, softly calling his name.

"Huh?" Jisung turns your way, his tone is dripping from deep sleep. You kiss his lips. The kiss is slow, dripping with honey like his dreams. Sweet, but not from the cookie, more like the hazelnut chocolate that Changbin probably saw him eat earlier.

"Y/n..."

"Just sleep, baby." You rub your nose on his neck, when his head slumps back on the pillow.

As you climb backwards on the bed, wondering where you should search for your remaining two boyfriends, an unexpected loud noise comes from the bathroom followed by muffled swearing. Something hit the ground with a loud thud.

You become scared that something bad happened, for example the hair dryer fell on the unlucky Jeongin's or Hyunjin's feet, but that's not the case. You can see that when you open the door hurriedly. It was just the comb on the ground and Hyunjin's feet look fine - as fine as feet can be. He bends down for the fallen thing.

"Is everything alright?"

You ask in a whisper, the door clicks behind you. You let go of the doorknob, and grab the towel. You want to help dry his locks, they don't look ready for combing yet.

"Yeah."

Hyunjin is a strong-minded guy, besides his overwhelming charm helps him reach what he desires. For example, you on the top of the washing machine rubbing his hair, while he is between your thighs.

Or even the last cookie...

Hyunjin hums from the pleasant feeling as you try to dry his hair. He puts his hands on your waist, drawing you a bit closer. Then he sees your shirt.

"You're wet? Did I make you wet?"

"No. Changbin did. I mean, this is his sweat."

"What did you do?" Hyunjin mouth turns upwards into a smile, his left eyebrow frows in a teasing manner. Devilishly angelic.

"Nothing bad." You feel the heat beneath your cheeks as you poke his nose and stop the hair drying.

"Nothing bad, huh?"

Hyunjin's eyes gets smug and excitedly dark. His gaze is on your lips, touching you with his look first only, then dulcetly devouring your lips by savouring them.

Hyunjin's kisses are magical. He also magically diverts your attention from your cookie-finding quest. He didn't eat your cookie, you don't taste it, however you can't make yourself move from his embrace. He's a born talent: with his kisses, he easily distracts you from his nimble fingers working their way beneath your shirt, then with proficient and successful movements he takes it off you.

When you lean back to protest, Hyunjin lifts the material over your head, then throws it into the laundry, so he can hug your bare waist smirking pleasantly. The air feels heavier in your lungs as his fingers draw circles and unrecognizable shapes on your side.

"Hyunjin..."

Your sigh bursts into laughter as he tickles your sides and your naked belly.

"Stop, stop! Hey! Hyunjin!"

When your vehement protest bears it's fruit, Hyunjin cheekily yet lovingly smiles at you.

The door opens, both of you look at the arriving Chan. He isn't surprised, just looks at the two of you with a dreamy smile. Hyunjin and you are one of his favourite people, and seeing you together always makes his heart beat faster, while he smiles like a teenager experiencing his first love.

"I came for my promised goodnight kiss."

"Can I have your hoodie in exchange?" You want his black hoodie so bad. Though the air was hot a minute ago, it's still cold for your uncovered skin. "You won't need it anyway. The boys warmed up the bed so much, it feels like it's burning. You won't be cold."

Chan doesn't nod, just pulls his hoodie off his head. While he does it just for you, you can catch a piece of his brawny stomach, 'cause his shirt slides up a bit too. The view is satisfying indeed.

You happily pull on the relic which smells like Chan and feels like his hug around your whole torso. You still smile when you give him your goodnight kiss. Chan hums gratefully, caresses your cheek, then he gets a kiss from Hyunjin too, gently grabbing his not dried locks.

The conclusion hits you like a train: there is only one boy left who could eat your cookie.

Jeongin. The sassy, naughty Innie.

"Do you know where Innie is?"

You get down from the washing machine with the intention to track down the thief. No longer his identity, but his location.

"He went to the market."

Hyunjin finally uses the hairbrush.

"He should enjoy it while he can."

Your eyes become dark and threatening.

"What happened?"

"He ate my cookie. The last cookie."

Chan hisses. "Woe to him. Come, hug out your anger from me and Sungie, while he isn't here. Maybe it will help."

"Okay."

Chan gets behind Jisung, and sensing the big, comfortable body's heat, the boy turns around and clings onto the older with a content whine. You settle down on Chan's other side, cuddling up to him, listening to his heartbeat. As his heart calms down, he began to snore quietly as he sinks into sleep. You smoothly pat Jisung's hand, trying to focus on that and not imagine how you'll chase Jeongin with your slippers when he comes back.

Your cookie is holy and invulnerable.

You can't stay idle for long, you get up, tuck your boyfriends, then you leave the bedroom and you don't stop until you're in the living room where the freshly showered Changbin, Felix and the cats are. They're chilling on the sofa, watching one of the many Bruce Willis movies.

You sit down next to Changbin. The frustration is too much, you huff and your head land in his shoulder, the tip of your nose softly touching his neck. Maybe the stress wouldn't follow you there. Changbin's hand softly strokes your thigh as his other hand lays on the top of Felix's knee.

"Have you found Jisung?"

"Yes. But it wasn't him. It was Jeongin. He isn't home yet."

"What are you whispering about?" Felix curiously leans closer, rubbing the purring cat's head.

"I found out that Jeongin ate my cookie."

"What will you do to him when he arrives?"

"I'll kill him. I just don't know how yet."

Changbin tries to hide his smile. You are really cute when you curdle like that, 'cuz it's clear that you won't fulfill those threats.

As if somebody told him to come in, the thief arrives. You, your two boyfriends and the cats can hear the front door's opening, the key clinks, the coat swishes, the shoes tap on the floor, and there is one more person in the house.

"YANG JEONGIN!"

You're very fast, getting to him by seconds. Your mouth is a strict line, and in your eyes, the betrayal and the wrath swirls when you punch his chest, offended.

"You ate my cookie!"

"Ouch!" That's his reaction. He doesn't protect his body from you, you can easily use him as a pounching bag if you want to. But even if you're grumpy, you get interested in the thing he is holding behind his back. It's rattling. In turn, as hard you try to see, as committed he is to hide it from you.

"Please, don't kill me. I didn't know that cookie was yours, 'm sorry that I ate it. But I brought a whole pack just for you. Can you forgive me?"

Jeongin shows you the box of cookies, while he looks at you with the most precious puppy eyes and makes a little pout which melts your heart instantly. That's the guilty Innie's speciality.

You accept your gift, then you softly sigh. You're reconciled, you don't resent anymore. You can be easily reassured. You even press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, so he knows that you forgave him. Jeongin smirks widely, his eyes turn into mischievous half moons.

You're pleased and proud too, 'cuz in the end you found your missing cookie and solved the case.

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r0-boat · 9 months ago

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Headcanons for favorite ice cream flavor of your favorite whb characters?

I will do all of them

ALL WHB DEMON CHARACTERS AND THEIR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR

Ultimate whb ice cream headcannon! Please let me know how you think of them in the comments I love reading them :)

Cut for length.

Gehanna

Satan

This man is an cookies and cream bastard. He crushes Oreos and puts them into his ice cream the more the merrier. He'll still eat his ice cream even though it's just a pile of cookies and little bits of ice cream. Genuinely gets mad that there's not enough cookies in his ice cream.

Sitri

I think he would like a more uncommon flavor like pistachio or matcha. He understands not many people like his flavor but it's his.

Juno/Ppyong

Chocolate ice cream with chocolate chip. Drizzled with chocolate... He just really likes chocolate.

Leraye

He likes those character popsicles with the eyeball gum. he always takes out the eyeballs first and then eats their heads.

Belial

He likes sherbert with gummy bears. I can see him really liking fruity flavors. Occasionally he does also have sprinkles.

Paimon

Bubble gum flavor is a masterpiece and if you disagree you're wrong.

Astaroth

Rocky road. He likes the richness of chocolate paired with the nuttiness of the almonds and the softness of marshmallows delicious!

Zagan

Chocolate chip! He's a simple man.

Tartaros

Mammon

Anything with caramel has his heart, it's sweet and delicious and he likes watching it roll down. So butterscotch caramel. Don't forget the gold shavings

Bimet

He'll have whatever Mammon is having having. extra gold shavings please... (a scoop of pineapple with coconut shavings)

Eligos

Strawberry with sprinkles! He is a strawberry die hard. Constantly getting into fights with chocolate and vanilla fans.

Valfor

Butter pecan with caramel as well. He'll also politely ask what ice cream flavor are you having and then politely asked for some of yours in exchange for some of his.

Hades

Leviathan

Neapolitan ice cream because it has three flavors and that's better than one. but then would rudely steal a spoonful of yours and wants to try everyone else's because he's jealous of what you're having because it looks good.

Foras

He also likes Neapolitan not because he wants to copy Levi He just genuinely likes the flavors.

Glasyalabolas

He can't decide between Cherry or raspberry. He just really likes strong fruity flavors. He doesn't mind a little chocolate drizzle either.

Barbatos

Of course he would like red velvet And he likes mixing bits of brownies.

Orias

Cotton candy with sprinkles. Anything sweet enough to give you diabetes

Abyssos

Beelzebub

His favorite changes every other day once you ask him It will take in about 10 minutes to think of an answer just to change it three times.

(funny headcanon one time visiting Leviathan He got into his ice cream stash to separate the three flavors and reorganize them as a prank. That's how he got banned from Hades for 100 years.)

Bael

Likes root beer float, He likes it because he can mix it in and then drink it while he's working.

Amon

My brain is telling me that he likes cookie dough. I don't know why I feel strongly about this.

Naberius

Peanut butter. He's such a sucker for peanut butter ice cream. He'll be eating it with his tail wagging happily.

Stolas

Strawberry cheesecake ice cream! And don't you dare tell him it's girly or be mean because he will cry!

Paradise Lost

Lucifer

Moose tracks is the most old man dad flavor I can think of.

Gamigin

He's more of a snow cone guy. But he likes Sorbet anything with citrus and he'll be there.

Marbas

He's a plain guy He just likes vanilla. If he feels like something different than he'll add to it it's perfect.

Beur

He likes vanilla but he's more of a French vanilla person. He thinks of himself as the better vanilla fan. He's kind of prideful about it.

Morax

Not much of an ice cream fan but he'll have whatever you're having

Niflheim

Belphegor

Mint chocolate chip. We don't know much about him it's just a vibe.

Gusion

Coffee flavor, no one saw this coming.

Bathin

He likes flavors from different countries like Ube, moonmist or hokey pokey. Any flavor that's specifically unique to that place he'll try it.

Andrealphus

Rainbow sherbert he likes tasting all the little flavors. He also likes the name because if he could see he wants to see all the pretty colors it has. Probably just as beautiful as he imagines it.

Abbadon

Dantalian

Man likes grape flavor He's just dying to get stabbed.

Phenix

Banana split. He eats the banana whole ;)

Ronove

Mango surprisingly normal...

Other

Minhyeok

Always orders the same ice cream as yours when he's alone he just orders vanilla topped with MnM's

#whb sfw #whb #whb leviathan #what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#finally that's everyone introduced in the games so far #I'm not forgetting anyone at all #wihib #whb headcanons #whb mammon #whb lucifer #whb satan

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seireiteihellbutterfly · 10 months ago

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Sundae Tropes - Masterlist 🍨

You guys amazed me! Like look at this beautiful masterlist! You guys did that! Thank you for sending in all your delicious requests and making this event such a success.

All the requests were run through a random number generator and will be written in the order below.

I will be tagging the person that requested the sundae on the one-shot when it is posted, unless you have requested it privately, in which case I'll DM you.

Please remember to like and reblog the works being written here. Engagement and interaction is what keeps the writers community going!

Original Sundae Menu

Now onto the lineup:

Cookies And Cream With Sprinkles And Brownie Bits With Kensei And Shuhei = Marriage Pact + Threesome + 69 - posted!

Coffee Waffle Cone #3 With Megumi = Friends To Lovers + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!” - posted!

Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate Chips With Toji = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position - posted

Peanut Butter With M&Ms And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels With Ichigo = Secret Billionaire+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Missionary

Coffee With Whipped Cream And Banana With Kenpachi = Friends To Lovers + Creampie/Breeding Kink + Missionary + Doggystyle

Cherry Flavor With Strawberry Toppings And Banana With Suguru Geto = Hometown/Reunion Love + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Doggystyle

Cookies & Cream Ice Cream, With Maraschino Cherries And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels Izuru Kira = Marriage Pact + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob +Missionary

Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Banana With Aizen = Enemies To Lovers+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Doggystyle

Vanilla Whipped Cream And Banana With Kensei = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Doggystyle

Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels For Aizen = Enemies To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink+ Missionary

Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate With Gojo = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position

Vanilla + Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzel With Dear Kento-Kun = High School Sweethearts + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary

Can I Get A Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Ukitake = Soulmates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."

Cherry With M&Ms And Chocolate Chips With Nanami = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking + Lotus Position

Butterscotch With M&M's For Kenpachi = Forced Proximity + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking

Fudge With Whipped Cream And Caramel With Nanami = Captor/Captive + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Thirst Position

Butter Pecan With Whipped Cream And Nutella! (Gojo + Geto) = Love Triangle + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Butterfly Position

Hurt/Comfort-Themed Cherry Waffle Cone Number Two With Hirako Shinji = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!”

Fudge Kitkat Banana Ice Cream With Gin = Captor/Captive + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle

Peanut Butter Waffle Cone #7 For Kiyotaka Ijicjhi = Secret Billionaire + “Do You Want My Jacket?”

Mint Chocolate Chip With Strawberry And Chocolate Chips With Higuruma = Soul Mates + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position

Cherry Waffle Cone #12 With Mr. Nanami Kento = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love+“Of Course I Know The Way You Like Your Coffee.”

Peanut Butter With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami = Secret Billionaire + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

Butter Pecan With Maraschino Cherries And Brownie Bits With Kusakabe And Utahime = Love Triangle + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + 69

Strawberry Kitkat With Grimmjow = Enemies To Lovers + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling

Coffee Flavor On Waffle Cone #16 With Higuruma = Friends To Lovers + "I Never Believed In Love At First Sight Before I Met You

Coffee With Crushed Oreos And Gummy Bears With Gojo = Friends To Lovers+Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage+Facesitting

Cookie Dough + Marshmallows And Reese's Pieces + Kusakabe = Strangers In A Foreign City + Teasing, Edging, Toys + Cowgirl

Rocky Road With Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Toshiro = Teacher/Student + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary

Cotton Candy / Whipped Cream / Nutella With A Side Of Nanami = Secret Admirer+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Butterfly Position

Cotton Candy+ Strawberries With Nanami = Secret Admirer+ Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond

Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Higuruma = Soul Mates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."

Rocky Road, M&M's, And Chocolate Chips With Byakuya = Teacher/Student+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Lotus Position

Chocolate Flavor With Maraschino Cherries With Sum Chocolate Chips On The Side For Higuruma = Boss/Secretary + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + Lotus Position

Cookies And Cream With Crushed Oreos And Bananas With Nanami = Marriage Pact + Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage + Doggystyle

Shuhei Hisagi X Reader Cookies And Cream - Marriage Pact Strawberries - Passionate/Romantic Sex / Emotional Bond Chocolate-Covered Pretzels - Missionary

Coffee, With Whipped Cream, And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Gin Ichimaru = Friends To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

Chocolate, Kitkat And Banana With Geto = Boss/Secretary + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle

Mint Chocolate Chip And M&Ms With Aizen = Soulmates + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking

Vanilla With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami Kento = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary

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