#I love the lil heart and watch you added
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@instantcopycat
๐ "A perfect ten on my quiz! How did you know?"
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Have a bit of a better day then, with these hearts <3
Hugging you as well Bluestar!
awwwwwwwwwwww thanks sisty!!!
You know, since I dunno if you noticed but nowadays I often doodle my sona with two flowers on the hat instead of the one , it's because the second is for you <3
#ask#I like changing a bit the design and some modifications come from others like the golden band is from Yuri (she drew one on it from#misremembering the design and now it's mine)#it's not a bad day at all I'm just tired#I woke up at 5 to take the train and since nobody could pick me up at the station I had to take the bus and all and it was raining and cold#I arrived at like 10:30am at home and slept a bit on the couch ate my lunch with the lil' bro in front of a movie we enjoyed went to get#some papers for my internship#also I got a lot of asks (7 currently) on my sideblog for the event I'm doing which is great but I keep forgetting to answer XDc#I watched my bro work on his cosplay and it was fun too (he doesn't know what he's doing and boi I don't give only good advices XDc)#I added a lot of refs on artfight recently too uwu#anyways#my day is 500% better now because of you <3#love you sisty uwu#love ask#heart ask#HUG HUG HUG
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*เฌ(เฉญ*หแตห)เฉญ* เฉโฉ good mornin!! & a v happy nye from over here in the states & in the big city!! <33 i hope your last day of โ23 is so fantastic & that the first day of โ24 starts out so strong!! (เนหฬตแดหฬต)ู i just know 2024 is gonna be OUR year!! <33 i am smoochin you all at midnight!! MWAH!! MWAH!! MWAH!! โก(ยดฮต๏ฝใ)
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แฑ.* journals!#we did it everybun!! another yr added to our books!! เป๊ฐเพเฝฒโฉห แต หโฉ๊ฑเพเฝฒเงง & i am so SO BEYOND PROUD OF US!!!!#this past yr was v rough & rewarding & exhausting & exciting!! but it lead me to all of if not many of you guys!! แ๊ฐ แ ยด ห๊ฑ เฉญโก#i will get sm more sappy tonight i promise you เซฎ๊ฐเพเฝฒ โฉแธแธแธโฉ โ๊ฑเพเฝฒแ lmaoxedje but i CANT HELP IT!! I JUST HAVE TOO MUCH LOVE IN MY HEART!!! (* เฅ#pls stay safe tonight if youโre goin out & pls be responsible!! เซฎ๊ฐเพเฝฒ โฉแธแธแธโฉ โ๊ฑเพเฝฒแ always use the buddy system!! watch each others bevies!!#its other ppl im worried ab so just be ALERT okay? i gotta keep my lovely friends & residents so so safe!! เซฎ๊ฐเพเฝฒโบ โธโธโธ โน๊ฑเพเฝฒแ#this lil bun is stayin in tonight!! my fam will probs be out but i will remain comfy in bed!! :3 so iโll def be around here today & 2nite!!#ilyasm!! I HOPE YOUR NEW YR IS AS AMAZING AS YOU ARE!!! เป๊ฐเพเฝฒโฉห แต หโฉ๊ฑเพเฝฒเงง MWAH!!
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Body Count
Pairing: Reader x Azriel
Summary: Anxious about how your lack of experience compares to Azriel's, you ask him about his body count. Unfortunately for him, he misunderstands the question gravely.
based on this funny lil request!
Warnings: angst if you squint, miscommunication, silly az and silly cassian making fun of silly az, mentions of death/killing, a sweet lil kiss! fluff!
Word Count: 3.3k
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Youโve always had a soft spot for Azriel.ย
It wasnโt just his mysterious aura and brooding looks that made him irresistibly attractive to youโ though those definitely added to the appeal. Azriel was thoughtful. He was attentive. He seemed to understand you and your needs in a way that none of your other friends could.ย
Your feelings for him had grown over time, blossoming into a full-blown crush.
And for the most part, it seemed like Azriel enjoyed your company too.ย
There was a playful flirtation between you two, a spark that you hoped would ignite into something more. It had grown even hotter these past two months, through conversations that were held entirely too close to one another, stolen glances, and brief touches that sent shivers down your spine.ย
But deep down in your stomach, there was something holding you backโ a bitter, nauseating feeling. You werenโt just nervous, you were insecure.ย
It wasnโt a secret that Azriel, Cassian, and Rhysand had their fair share of lovers. After all, they were all extremely attractive and had lived for centuries longer than you. But the idea of Azrielโs love life had begun to spin itself into an anxious, terrifying web in your mind. You werenโt experienced in such mattersโ at least, not nearly as experienced as Azriel must've been. The thought was daunting to you. Terrifying, really.
It was late at night now, and the last of your family had bid their goodnights, retreating to their respective rooms and homes. You found yourself alone with Azriel in the dimly lit living room, the small crackling fire mixing with the remnants of the celebration that lingered in the airโ the heady scent of wine and the distinct smells of each of your loved ones.ย
You stole a glance at Azriel, noticing the way his cheeks were slightly flushed, eyes bright with mirth. His shadows were calm, dancing playfully around his feet and his arms. He caught your gaze instantly, offering you a lopsided smile, the corners of his lips turning upwards in a way that made your heart flutter.
This was your chanceโ a perfect, quiet moment to confess something to him. To tell him how you felt.ย
But the nauseating feeling in your stomach bubbled up once more. You bit the inside of your cheek. Perhaps it was the perfect moment indeed. Not to confess your feelings quite yet, but to get rid of the spider web of overthinking youโd created.ย
Summoning up the courage, you leaned closer to him, the alcohol emboldening you. "Hey, Az," you began, your voice soft and hesitant.
Azriel turned to you. "Yeah?"ย
You took a deep breath, your heart pounding in your chest. "Can I ask you something?"
Azrielโs face seemed to soften. "Of course."
You held his gaze for a moment, taking in the hues of his eyes that seemed more golden in the firelight. A small blush rose to your cheeks and you swallowed nervously, your fingers fidgeting in your lap.ย
"What is your body count?"ย
Azriel blinked. His cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as his mouth slightly parted, and you watched as his gaze seemed to dance around your face. He opened his mouth to respond, but a hiccup escaped him instead of words.
"I'm just... I was just wondering," you stammered, your cheeks burning hotter with heat. "If you're comfortable sharing, that is."
Azriel smiled at you, letting out another small hiccup as he repositioned himself to lean closer.ย His shadows seemed to reach out towards you, a subtle, almost subconscious gesture of reassurance. "It's alright," he said, his voice gentle. "I don't mind sharing."
He took a moment to compose himself. โ8,754.โ
As if youโd been doused in icy water, your alcohol-induced haze dissipated instantly.ย
"Oh," you breathed out, your eyes widening in shock. "Oh."
You wouldโve tried harder to hide your shock, but the only thing you could focus on now was the large, heavy, number. It hit you like a ton of bricks, the weight of it settling heavily in the pit of your stomach.ย
You expected a large number, sure. You told yourself that you could come to terms with it, learn how to be comfortable with the gap in your experiences. But you hadnโt prepared yourself for this large of a number, and suddenly you feltโฆ uneasy.ย
Azriel watched you closely, his expression quickly filling with concern. "Are you alright?"ย
Azriel had been with over 8,754 people?
You nodded slowly. Unable to meet his gaze, you casted your eyes towards the carpet in front of him. "Yeah, I'm fine," you murmured, "I, uh, I think I need to go home. I mustโve drank too much."
Azriel seemed to sober up immediately. His shadows, which had been lazily swirling around his feet, suddenly grew still, sensing his shift in mood. He sat up straight, a look of worry crossing his features. "Here, let me walk you to your room," he offered, his wings slightly unfurling as if ready to rise.
You avoided his gaze once more, shaking your head quickly. "It's alright. I got it," you insisted, standing up a bit too quickly. You swayed slightly, and his wings twitched as if he wanted to reach out and steady you. You quickly regained your balance. "Goodnight, Az."
Azriel watched you go, shadows trailing after you slightly before retracting back to him. His wings sagged, a sense of helplessness washing over him as he watched your retreating form disappear down the hallway.
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Azriel was tense. Every muscle in his body, every movement he made, it all felt constrainedโ stressed. Troubled. His shadows swirled restlessly around him, their hurried movements perfectly mirroring the deep agitation he felt in his gut.
Days had passed since his last proper conversation with you. He missed itโ missed your presence, missed your laughter. Heโd grown so used to your company, had begun to look forward to your conversations and the small flirty banter that heโd gained the confidence to indulge in. But you were distant nowโ awkward, even. And it was driving him mad.ย
It was hot out, the afternoon sun blaring down on him and Cassian as the sound of clashing blades filled the air. Heavy sweat trickled down their faces, to a point where Azrielโs hair clung to his forehead like glue.ย
But Azrielโs mind was anywhere but the training ring. And his brother quickly noticed.
"Alright," Cassian said, stepping back and lowering his weapon. "Either you're losing to stroke my ego, or something's going on."
Azriel grumbled, parrying another blow. "I'd never lose for your ego.โ His wings twitched in annoyance.ย
Cassian frowned, a scrutinizing gaze watching Azriel's movements closely. Something was definitely off. He tied his hair back up, securing it tightly. "Alright, spill it."
"No," Azriel replied curtly, his grip tightening on his weapon. His shadows seemed to wrap tighter around his form, as if trying to shield him from the conversation.
"No?" Cassian echoed, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm not going to talk about my feelings with you. We're not twelve.โ
Cassian let out a small scoff, raising his hands in exasperation. "By the Cauldron, Az, just tell me why you've got a stick up your ass."
Azriel glared at him. A moment passed. And then he sighed, sheathing his weapon.ย
"Y/N has been avoiding me, it seems."
Cassian frowned. "Are you sure?"
The question only brought a scowl to Azrielโs face, who threw Cassian a glare.ย
"Yes, Cassian. I'm sure."
There was an itchy, prickling feeling of annoyance filtering through Azriels skin. His shadows flared out briefly before settling back into their usual orbit.
"Well, what did you do?"
Azrielโs shadows twisted tighter and his wings rustled uneasily.
"I didn't do anything.โย
Cassian gave him a skeptical look, crossing his arms. "Really?"
Azriel threw him another withering glare. But when Cass only responded with a raised eyebrow, Azrielโs shoulders sagged slightly. "At least, nothing that I'm aware of."
"Alright," Cass said, "Maybe you offended her somehow. What happened the last time things were normal? Can you remember?"
Azriel paused. He remembered quite clearly despite the drunken haze he had been in. He grimaced as the memory drifted into his mind, bright and clear as day.ย
"She asked me for my body count.โ
Cassianโs eyes widened. He stilled, leaning forward slightly. "And?"
"And I told her.โ
There was a pensive look on Cassianโs face, a furrow forming between his brows as he processed Azriel's words. He narrowed his eyes at his brother. "What is your body count?"ย
Exactly like that other night, Azriel replied without hesitation. "8,754.โ
Cassian coughed, his eyes widening in disbelief. "I-Iโm sorry?" he spluttered, caught off guard by the staggering number.
Azriel's confusion deepened, a frown marring his features. "You know this.โ
"No," Cassian countered, shaking his head emphatically. โI do not know this.โ
Azriel clenched his jaw, offering Cassian a cold unamused and irritated stare. โYes, you do.โ
"Apparently not.โ Cassian let out a scoff. โHell, I wouldโve remembered if you slept with almost nine thousand people, Az. That's more than me."
Azrielโs face twisted into a scowl, a deep crease forming between his brows. His wings flared slightly.ย
"Slept with? What the hell are you talking about?"ย
Realization flickered in Cassianโs widened eyes, and suddenly, an understanding dawned on him. "Oh," he breathed out, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He let out a hearty laugh. "Got all the skills in the world but that brain still fails ya, huh Az?"ย
Azriel fought the urge to send a swift hit to his brother's jaw, if only to knock the amused grin off his face.ย
"Can you be serious for one godsdamned minute?" Azriel snapped.
Cassian's laughter subsided, his expression sobering as he met Azriel's gazeโ only slightly. The grin still persisted. "Body count doesnโt refer to your kill count," he explained, "Itโs how many people youโve fucked."
Azriel's face dropped and the color drained from his cheeks. From behind him, his wings fell limp. "You canโt be serious.โ
"Deadly serious, brother.โ
Azriel glanced to the ground, his mind racing through that moment with you. He thought back to your response, to that small โOhโ that haunted him, to the way your eyes widened. Heโd simply assumed that you were disgusted by the amount of lives heโd taken, that youโd spent the night imagining how much blood was on his hands. For some reason, this new reality of what the question meantโ it felt even more intimate. Oh gods.
"So does Y/n think that I..." he trailed off.
"That you've fucked almost nine thousand people?" Cassian finished for him, a subtle grimace painted on his features.
"But I haven't," Azriel protested.
"Well, you should probably be telling her that."ย
Azriel didn't waste another moment. He turned on his heel, desperate to immediately find you and explain the very apparent miscommunication.ย
"Wait!" Cassian called out. Azriel paused, turning around with an impatient glare.ย
"Take a bath. You stink," Cassian said, wrinkling his nose for emphasis.
Azriel's glare deepened, and he flipped Cassian off before continuing his stride toward the exit.
Cassian's laughter boomed behind him, the sound trailing after Azriel as he walked away. "eight thousand seven hundred and fifty-four," Cassian muttered to himself, still chuckling in disbelief.
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Azriel rushed down the hallway. Following Cassianโs unasked for advice, he was freshly bathed, hair still damp and clinging to his forehead. His shadows flitted nervously around his feet, his wings twitching restlessly at his back.ย
He had no time to waste. Azriel really liked you. He needed to find you and clear up the misunderstanding before it began to fester into something deeper, something much harder to clean up.ย
He found you in your room, catching you just as you were about to leave. โY/n,โ he said, as he came to a stop in your doorway. His voice was a bit louder than he intended.
You jumped, letting out a small scream as you spun to face him.ย You caught his gaze as your hand flew to your heart. โAzriel,โ you breathed out, a nervous smile playing on your lips as you steadied your breathing. โYou scared me.โ
He gave you a sheepish smile, his wings shifting slightlyโ a small, but clear sign of his embarrassment. โSorry,โ he said softly.
You let out a small laugh. โHi, Az.โย
His smile grew. โHi Y/n,โ he responded, walking further into your room. โAre you heading out?โ
You blinked in an attempt to break away from his gaze, casting a quick glance down towards your window. โOh, yeah. I was just gonna go walk about Velaris, get some fresh air.โ
Azriel hesitated for a moment before asking, โWould you like some company?โ
You hesitated too, a part of you wanting to say yes. But then the infamous number came to mind, and the bitter, nauseating feeling returned. โMaybe another time?โ you said, trying to sound as genuine as possible.
Azriel could tell you meant it, but the disappointment was clear in his eyes. โAlright,โ he responded softly, his wings drooping slightly. โEnjoy your walk.โ
A wave of sadness rolled through you at his response, at the way his shadows seemed to still at your rejection. Your eyes scanned his face, taking in his wet hair and the way his eyes seemed to plead with you.ย
โIโll see you later,โ you said, offering him a small smile before making a move to side-step him.ย
Before he could overthink it, Azriel reached out and gently grabbed your arm. The touch was soft, but it stopped you in your tracks. You turned back to him, finding yourself suddenly very close to him, faces only inches away.
His shadows wrapped around your wrist where he held you. A giddy flutter spread through you as his touch sent warmth racing through your veins. You melted into his grip, feeling a hunger for his closeness after just a few days without it. His gaze held yours, intense and searching, before flickering down to your lips. You took a deep breath.
โIโve taken 8,754 lives,โ Azriel finally spoke, his voice low and hesitant.
Your eyes widened in surprise. You took a step back, properly facing him now, trying to process his words. โWhat?โ
Azriel looked sheepish, his eyes flickering with a mix of embarrassment and uncertainty.ย
His shadows fluttered around him.
โThe other night, you asked me what my body count was. I told you 8,754.โ
You nodded slowly. โI remember.โ
โI thought you were asking how many people Iโd killed. Notโโ he paused, a small blush reaching his cheeks. โNot how many people Iโve slept with.โ
Your lips parted in an O of realization. You took in his face, observing how his shadows swirled tirelessly around him. Azriel offered you a small, unsure smile. A small laugh left your lips.
โWhy would I be asking you how many people youโve killed?โ you finally asked. Your voice was soft with confusion and a hint of amusement. A small gleam grew in the shadowsingerโs eyes.ย
โI donโt know,โ Azriel responded honestly. โWhy were you asking how many people Iโve slept with?โย
You blushed, feeling heat rise to your cheeks. โItโs silly.โ
Azriel reached forward, gently grabbing your hand and pulling you closer to him. His shadows wrapped around your wrist where he held you. You fluttered at the sudden closeness, feeling a rush of warmth and nerves flow through your body.ย
โItโs not,โ he insisted softly, his eyes holding yours with unwavering sincerity.
โI just wanted to prepare myself. I havenโtโฆ Iโm not experienced in these types of things.โ You paused, holding his gaze for a moment. And then the corners of your lips tugged into a smile. โBut gods, itโs good to know I donโt have to compete with the experience of almost nine thousand previous lovers.โ
Azrielโs expression softened, a fond smile tugging at his lips. โYou never have to compete with anyone, Y/n. Especially not with me.โ
A warmth settled in your chest. His thumb stroked your hand, a soothing rhythm that seemed to cause butterflies in your stomach with every touch.ย
โWell, thatโs good to know,โ you replied softly, meeting his gaze.
โYeah?โย
Azrielโs voice was soft now, a low cadence that made you feel like puddy in his hands.ย
โYeah,โ you confirmed with a small smile.
The smile on his face grew further. You traced the movement with your eyes, taking in the small smile lines and dimples that formed. His smile dropped slightly as he frowned, brows furrowing slightly.ย
โWait.โ
You tilted your head curiously. โHmm?โ
โIt doesnโt bother you that Iโve killed 8,754 people?
ย โI know you have your reasons.โ You shrugged gently. โAlso, I donโt have to compete with dead people.โ
Azrielโs shoulders relaxed slightly at your words, as if a weight had been lifted off him. A chuckle left his mouth. It was warm and genuine, and the sound resonated deeply within you. โJust one of the many reasons why I like you.โ
Your heart skipped a beat.
โYou like me?
Azriel nodded, his gaze unwaveringโ something soft, almost sacred. โI do.โ
A rush of warmth spread through you at his confession. You took a moment to let the words sink in. Your grin widened. โI knew it.โ
Azriel shook his head, a smile of amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. โI wasnโt really trying to hide it.โ
Your grin widened even more and you met his gaze with a playful glint in your eyes. His thumb continued its gentle rhythm on your hand.ย โDo you feel the same way?โ he asked.ย
โI wasnโt really trying to hide it,โ you admitted, mirroring his previous words with a soft smile.
Azrielโs expression seemed to soften further, his eyes reflecting a warm sense of longing. His eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips.ย
Slowly, he leaned in, closing the distance between you. His hand cupped your cheek delicately, his touch sending a shiver down your body. You took a deep breath, feeling his scarred fingers run alongside your cheek. He met your eyes again, his gaze heavy, seeking somethingโ permission.ย
โCan I kiss you now?โย
Words eluded you for a moment as you met his gaze, your heart pounding in your chest. You simply nodded, breath catching in your throat as you whispered, โPlease.โ
For another fleeting moment, his hand cradled your face delicately, thumb brushing over your cheekbone with a tenderness that made your heart ache. And then he closed the remaining distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was sweet and fervent.
It was shy at firstโ a hesitant, tentative meeting of lips that conveyed unspoken feelings that had never been fully addressed until now. You welcomed the warmth of his lips against yours, the sweetness of the moment overwhelming your senses. You pressed yourself further into his touch, fingers moving to tangle themselves in his hair as you pulled him closer.ย
Azriel let out a sound of content as the kiss deepened, his shadows wrapping around you both like a protective embrace. You felt their cool, feather touch around your body, felt as lone tendrils weaved through your hair.ย
When you finally pulled apart, breathless and smiling, Azriel rested his forehead against yours, eyes still closed as he savored the closeness between you. His fingers traced gentle patterns on your cheek.ย
โIโm glad we cleared that up,โ he murmured.
You let out a soft laugh.ย
โMe too.โ
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thinking about how gojo gets so giddy and smiley when you kiss his dimples :(
like heโll do anything for you to press kisses to his lil dimples, sometimes preferring that than actually kissing you on the lips. he always tells you it makes him feel so pretty <3
heโll be blushy and would get so shy, his cheeks growing red and his ears burning. he would try to hide his face the first time, too giggly to look you in the eye, especially when you tease him.
โyou like your dimples kissed? what happened to all that big talk earlier, look at how much youโre melting right now!โ he would just huff and pout, still blushing at your actions
sometimes heโd smile and angle his cheeks at you, waiting for you to press gentle kisses to the indentations on his cheeks.
โwish i could just lay in your dimples, pretty boyโ you sigh, kissing his cheeks and brushing his hair out of his eyes. heโd let the words go straight to his heart, warmth blossoming in his chest as you peppered kisses on his face.
heโll come home after a long day, settling next to you on the couch, melting into your touch when you rub your hand up and down his arm as he lays his head on your chest. his dimples appearing softly when he hears you talking about your day, laughing at your terrible jokes.
โthere they areโ you grin, placing enthusiastic kisses over his cheeks, smile only growing as you watch your lover grow redder by the kiss.
โyouโre obsessed,โ he giggles, face smushed between your hand and your lips, โthought you said your favorite feature was my eyesโ he pouts.
โchanged my mind,โ you hum, kissing his dimple once more before letting him wrap his arms around you.
satoru finds that years later, as the two of you are sitting on the couch, much older and wiser than before, heโs still giddy and shy when your lips press to the small dimples. he still blushes just as deep as the first time you did it.
you find him just as charming and endearing with every giggle and giddy smile. youโre still as in love as before, pressing gentle kisses to his cheeks whenever you have the chance.
a/n: idk man i just need to kiss his dimples every day every hour every second !
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and then, just like clockwork.
part one
tags: spencer reid x fem! reader. aaron hotchner x fem!reader. not really infidelity. p in v smut. they need couple's therapy.
a/n: i could't sleep and churned this lil guy out. i hope u like it :)
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Aaron Hotchner has always been a man of logic. Pragmatic almost to a fault; an armor built over the decades. You, on the other hand, always lead with your heart. It was one of the things that made you so irresistible to a man like Aaron Hotchner. So, in some twisted way, he can understand how you found yourself in this situation. What baffles him the most is how he got into it himself.
Seated on an armchair, a glass of whiskey in hand. Trying so hard to ignore the pulse of his cock. Hot and heavy, hard under the tent of his slacks. He canโt help but watch. Mesmerized by the way your hips move. Hypnotized by the push and pull, the slide in and out of Spencerโs cock into your glistening pussy.
He can see it from where heโs seated. At the foot of the bed, sheets a wedding gift from your aunt. He can see the way you grind down onto the man and cock giving you your pleasure. He can see the way Spencerโs hands move up and down your body; waist and hips, a loving caress that makes this situation even more debauched than heโd expected.
Aaron takes a slow sip of his whiskey, the burn down his throat stung, almost like the scratches you left down his back earlier on.
He canโt remember when this whole thing started. He doubts you nor Spencer did either. All he could remember was walking into your apartment one night, finding you on your knees by the couch, Spencerโs cock in your mouth. He couldnโt remember why he went to your home in the first place. He can still picture the way Spencer looked up at him, eyes glazed over in a haze of lust, mouth parted and cheeks red. He remembers the way his cock throbbed at the sight.
And now, he continues to spectate. In your marriage bed, he always did his best to bring you your pleasure. It always got him off, seeing your post-orgasm glow. He loved to pleasure you. He never knew how much heโd love to see another man pleasure you.
โAaron,โ you moan, still riding Spencerโs cock like you needed it to live. Spencer lets out his own little moan. โKiss me, please. Aaron,โ youโre cut off by another moan. Eyes closing from the pleasure, Spencerโs lips and tongue lavishing attention on one of your nipples.
Aaron puts down his glass, tugging his underwear down his hips and thighs before crawling on the bed. Hands and knees dent the mattress as he moves towards you. Your back to his chest, his knees pressing against Spencerโs thighs. Aaronโs hands move to grip you around your jaw and chin, tilting your neck up so you can meet his lips. He kisses you like this; your neck bent backward, lips upside down against his. Spencer moans at the way your new position makes your stomach go taut, your stomach and curves defining like a Grecian painting.
Spencer Reid has always been called idealistic. His youth and eagerness made it easy to call him so. His idealism was what had you so drawn to him. He wonders what you would say if he confessed. With his back to the bed, he watches the way you lose yourself finding pleasure on his cock. He watches the way Aaron hovers behind you, thick fingers rubbing against your clit.
He always loved to plan and strategize. Concoct up plans for events that may never come to pass. It was a childhood pastime of his. He wonders what you would think if he told you heโs been picturing this exact moment since the day he met you.
He meets your eyes from above him. You have spit painting the corner of your mouth. You smile. And then he knew.
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fem reader x ghoul where heโs talking about how small she is?
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Cooper Howard x Smaller Fem Reader (SMUT!!)
CW: NSFW MDNI!! Size kink, p in v, unprotected sex, p0rn w/o plot, mentions of breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, cursing, body worship, establish relationship.
AN: Hey anon! I couldnโt figure out any other way to write this than as a smut so I hope thatโs alright! I hope I could do your ask justice and that you and all my other lovely readers will enjoy!
Synopsis: Cooper loved that you were smaller than him, whether it was height, stature, weight it didnโt matter, he loved it about you. He wanted to make sure you knew just how much he loves his fun size. โค๏ธ
This one is slightly shorter than my other works but I hope it is just as enjoyable! Iโm actually a smaller framed person so writing this comes from a slightly personal place, I hope it can still be enjoyable to those of all body types. Our cowboy doesnโt discriminate and neither do I, know that you are all loved! โค๏ธ
When he called you his lilโ lady, he called you it for a lot of different reasons. One; he was southern at heart, so a few terms of endearment were standard practice for him. Two; was because you were little compared to him, and he absolutely adored that. When he stood near you, he nearly towered over you, and his stature was quite broad compared to you. He could lift more than you, drink more than you, but what you lacked in size, you more than made up for in attitude. He had never seen someone have so much fight and so much poison in their sweet voice. He knew itโs what you had to do, in a dog eat dog world like this, you really had no other options. As much as you may have held a dislike for your smaller stature, he always wanted to assure you that he enjoyed it, and it was in these more intimate moments like this one that he really enjoyed that size difference.
His larger hand came over yours as he took you from behind, his fingers intertwined with yours as he leaned his head into the crook of your neck. He placed kisses against the sensitive spots along your skin, enjoying the moans leaving your lips as his hips slapped against your ass. โCooperโฆโ you moaned sweetly, your head raising a little as your mouth fell open, his cock brushing your g-spot with each drag outwards and nudged the apex of your cervix with each thrust inwards. โLove this cute lilโ waist of yoursโ he said, his free hand traveling along your frame, grabbing at anything he could get his hands on. โThese hands, look damn good holdinโ a gun in โemโ he added, worshipping your body as it trembled beneath him, your whimpers and moans sounding like music to his ruined ears. โEverythinโ about you is perfect, darlinโโ he finished, and youโd never felt so loved. You never really put much thought into your size before, knowing you were small put you at a slight disadvantage out in the wastelands because most people would take one look and consider you weak, but Cooper knew that was far from the truth. You were one hell of a woman, with firepower and attitude to put someone even taller than him to shame. You were stronger than most ever gave you credit for, and that was almost like a secret power for you. โIn another life, Iโd have put a baby in this lilโ tummy of yours. Watch you walk around all swollen where you gotta waddleโ he said, groaning at the thought of having a child with you, he so dearly missed his baby girl from his past marriage but that was a thought for another time. He felt your walls squeeze around him at the thought, making him chuckle. โYa like that thought, dontchya, sugar? Felt that pretty pussy tighten around me, you like the thought of me breedinโ you, sweetheart?โ He asked with a perverted grin, making you whimper as your face and body fell hot. Youโd be a liar if you said the dream hadnโt crossed your mind before but it was one you knew was impossible to think about, especially with how the world was now. You felt his fingers run down to rub tight circles against your clit, making your back arch and your head roll back against his shoulder. โThatโs it, arch that back. Cum for me sweetheart, I gotchyaโ he coaxed, and it wasnโt long before you fell over the edge, the cry of his name leaving your lips like a prayer.
You gasped for air as you panted beneath him, your smaller frame trembling beneath him once more as the feeling rushed over you in pleasurable waves. You whined, feeling him quickly pull out and finish over your back, needing to conserve your resources of RadAway for just a little bit longer before using it again. As you collapsed on the bed, waiting for him to return with a damp rag to clean you, you had a great idea on how to really play with his liking of the size difference. You smirked to yourself as you watched him dispose of the rag after cleaning you up then himself, sneaking his shirt from off the floor and putting it over your tiny frame. His shirt pooled over you like a night dress, all baggy around the middle, sleeves coming over your hands as they almost seemed to disappear beneath the pool of fabric. The bottom of the shirt came to rest just around your mid-thighs, it was perfect. He looked up, giving a mix between a chuckle and a groan at the sight, feeling his dick twitch in his briefs as you stood before him in nothing more than his beaten up, bloodstained shirt. โCareful sugar, donโt start somethinโ you ainโt able to finishโ he warned, seeing the mischievous glint in your eyes and grin stretched to your lips. โNot sure I catch your meaninโ there, honeyโ you replied teasingly as he scooped you up with ease, soon plopping you back down on the bed with him as he all but pounced on you, making you yelp playfully before giggling as he buried his face into your neck. โYa look damn good in my clothesโ he said, making you smile. โItโs a sight you can have every day if yaโd like tโ keep me โroundโ you responded, knowing exactly what his answer would be to that. โThink Iโd ever get rid a you? Youโre all mine, fun sizeโ he said, making you giggle at the bad pun-based nickname he called you. โWouldnโt want it any other wayโ you replied, wrapping your arms around him and kissing his bald head before falling peacefully asleep.
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bisexualbigboybf! x THICC!male reader
summary: manifesting my future husband
notes: THANKS FOR 1k ppl dem! BEEN IN DRAFTS FOR A WHILE. i think there needs to be some more love + appreciation for bi men and big boys so i amalgamated the two. not a fetish yโall, just a preference, they be taking care of my inner princess and for that i will ALWAYS be grateful. a lot of feminisation in this one so tread carefully. itโs a lil messy (jumps in tenses and stuff like that) but i litch couldnโt focus without getting too excited. ENJOY MY HEARTS.
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your big boy bf didnโt think he had a chance with you at first, nor did he even want one. at first he hated you, watching how all the other men in your life were one flirty conversation away from having a piece of your juicy ass, and how the girls envied and coveted your thick hourglass figure. your sweet personality sickened him ; you made sure to give them your gym routine and your diet, being the beauty guru you were. but what he realised, was not that he hated you, but that he hated not having you. when he realised this, he needed you, more than anything.
you embodied a refreshing style of hyper femininity that made you all the more attractive to your bi man. seeing your body in its thick glory made him love himself more. how your belly added to your voluptuous figure, your plump cheeks, and fleshy muscle surrounding your chest and thighs, he was mesmerised by your form. you were, in his eyes, divine. little did he know that you had fallen first; his broad shoulders, strong biceps and pudgy belly practically had you ovulating. your gigantic teddy bear, standing at a foot taller than you, had a heart of gold and this protective aura around him, enamoured you.
when you debuted your relationship online, you were met with a flurry of mainly positive responses. yeah sure there were the odd few denouncing your femininity and body shaming yโall, but you ignored them because you donโt have to convince the world that youโre THEE baddie b and your man is the sexiest mf to ever exist.
luvagoalz: they are literally the embodiment of the wattpad height difference. I NEED.
user222: y/n getting dicked down DAILY by a giant is so girlboss of him.
sza: bestie got himself a big boy - y/n send me the deets for the wedding.
your bf is a huge gym rat and when you two became exclusive, your already voluptuous figure became all the more defined with his help. you were flawless. you love seeing him in the gym, sweating as the veins in his forearms pop out making him look so attractive. he definitely enjoys your company there, teasingly rubbing his bulge against your ass and face when no one was watching. his exhibitionist kink goes crazy seeing how beautifully your workout clothes hug your butt and cinch your waist. he used to be slightly insecure about his stretch marks but after a cool down session, and you complimenting them like lightning bolts imprinted on his skin, he felt superhuman. you always knew what to say to make him feel better.
heโs so protective of you. always sleeps on the side closest to the door and isnโt afraid to send someone to hospital if they even look at you the wrong way, or in a manner he doesnโt like. in his mind heโs seeded you and youโre literally carrying his kids and thus itโs his responsibility to protect you. itโs almost primal. he isnโt controlling or anything, but finds it incredibly important to remind you that with him you are completely safe.
they say the best way to a manโs heart is through his stomach, and boy was that the case during your talking stage. it was perfect; you love to cook and so heโs more than happy to try your baked goods. your boyfriend loves his sleep on the weekends and so in true house husband fashion you often prepare breakfast in an apron with your thick cheeks hanging out from behind. one day he woke up to the sweet smell of you making his favourite. groggily stumbling into the kitchen, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, long dick swinging out of his briefs as he advanced towards you.
โgood morning love.โ his deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he kissed the words into your neck. he held onto the groove of your hips, caressing your lower back with the tip of his index finger and watched as you writhed beneath him. โbabe, what are you doing up? you need your sleep, youโve been working so hard lately.โ you said, breathing haphazardly as he ground himself into you. โi missed you. and i want my morning kisses.โ beginning to untie your apron he turned you around, and removed the lace from around your neck. hiking you up on the table top, the heat of your bare ass, that his dick previous massaged into you, was cooled by the granite. you wrapped your legs around him, as your hands stroked his beard. wiping that shit eating grub off of his face, your lips came closer to his own, as you could feel his heartbeat in his throat - this man is so in love with you. the kiss lasted quite a while, precum staining the opening of his boxers and pooling on your thighs. you knew that you were about to be fucked dumb and so you turned of the hob to avoid burning the house down. the fire inside yโall was more than enough to keep you going.
your man doesnโt fully realise his own strength. he was very hesitant to have sex with you for a while and mostly stopped at groping you before his dick got too hard to ignore. so, for your first time, he had to refrain literally ripping your clothes to get to the prize of your nudity. he absolutely loves seeing you (try to) deepthroat. the reason? his size kink goes insane when you attempt to take his gigantic package. this man is LONG and GIRTHY, capable of splitting you in half and abusing all your spots with ease. the veiny sausage heโs packing could do some serious damage but he held back when it came to your first couple times with him.
he always takes time to ensure that your safe and comfortable. initially his size intimidated you, your mannerisms connoting your subtle anxiety. he kissed the fear out of you, reassuringly saying, โyou know I would never do anything to hurt you.โ
your boyfriend is the KING of consent, always ensuring that you want his big cock just as much as he wants to feel the warmth of your boy pussy. one day whilst he was working from home, he noticed you squirming like an omega in heat. he sighed and smirked. โdโyou want me to fuck you?โ he burst out. already used to his blunt disposition, you nodded. advancing closer towards you, staring down at the desperation in your face, he stroked your hair. โuse your words y/n, i wanna hear how badly you want it.โ his charisma practically had you high. โI need you, please.โ you began to undo the string that held up his joggers, as he removed his tshirt. โi can never say no to my baby boy.โ he smiled, pants bunching at his ankles as he slowly railed on the edge of your shared bed.
he encourages you to take him fully each time, praising you because no one else had been able to take him past halfway. โi know baby, i know, do it one more time for me.โ he said endearingly, wiping the tears from your face as his dick invaded your throat.โTHERE IT ISSS UGH FUCK! i love your mouth.โ he cooed.
equally, your bf is the only man youโve been with thatโs been able to satisfy you sexually. you steered clear from all the men who were only interested in your body and not your heart and so you had very minimal experience outside of toys and your hands. the few you may or may not have been with were damn near clueless. on the other handโฆyour man has had plenty of hoe phases. it sly bugged you how heโd been intimate with a greater number you couldโve imagined but all that disappeared when he first made love to you. the best thing about him is that he can handle allat that ass. despite the clear size difference this doesnโt stop you from being a FREAK. He even encourages it. loving your thick globes of ass flesh kiss his lower belly as you push back and twerk all over his dick. his favourite part of your shape are your hips. he wants to breed you full of his children.
whenever he says โfuck yeah baby, back that shit up.โ it sends you orbital. itโs well known that the two of you share a huge affinity for doggy. the way you stroke his pudginess while he rails you in that position has become a safety mechanism - one that he has learnt to make the experience all the more enjoyable. with one hand holding you up (realistically struggling to, under the sheer passion of his fucking) and the other one bent behind your back fingering his belly button. his huge dick borderline tears you open and by grabbing onto him makes you feel safe. he usually recognises that itโs getting a bit too much when your moans become screams, and you get tighter. and as much as he loves seeing you overstimulated and fucked out on his cock, he doesnโt wanna break you (completely). so he slows down, soothing your pain with sweet nothings and his large hands massaging your ass cheeks.
for him personally though, he loves to smush you underneath his weight. in prone bone, he has direct access to your ear, whispering words of affirmation but degrading you with the grip of his arms around your neck. his beard hair softly touching your cheek, causing a wave of bliss to hit you, always gets him going. he knows you love hearing him praise you; his grunts are so delectable, a symphony with the percussion of him clapping tf outta your cheeks. as you whine like a lil bitch, they become guttural, like an alpha in his rut. the carnal passion of your heavier and rougher sessions reveal a callous side to his possessive nature. dangerous how much it turns you on.
words canโt really describe how much you love his stomach, happy trail adorning his belly, and riding him offers you the opportunity to see allat that on a platter. his smirk as he tries to contain his excitement that your his and only his.
on the topic of eye contact, youโre favourite mutual position is definitely missionary - your bf adores every inch of you. how your body becomes compliant. your hole crafted to take his big dick. the way it pierces through the walls of your pussy, massaging your gumminess. he sometimes drools from how lost he can be in the experience. โtake my cock, yhhh baby, fuckkkk.โ
slowing down his jack hammering pace, heโd lean forward with his low hanging balls rutting into you agonizingly slow.
โyou like that shit, huh baby? yeah? loving on my dick so well.โ whispering as he begins to mark your collarbone. then moving upwards onto your neck, massaging your previously pummeled throat as you looked up, desperate to kiss him. he exhales into your mouth, breathing life into you that he had taken away with his hard thrusts. his softness escaped as quickly as it arose, thrusting his entire load into you.
โshitโ you scream as he laughs hoarsely, the rasp in his voice a melting honey.
in the same position, you love his cum face. something about how his eye and nose scrunch as he pants and grunt deeply. his beard ticking your chin. it also allows him to be vulnerable with you. he would hold your head cradling it with an affection rivalled only by how sweetly his tip kisses your prostate with each lengthy thrust. when he first enters, heโs checking to see if your okay, if you want more lube. you say no. legs just above his hips, you bring your hand to stroke his beard as he concentrates on directing his dick in a way that doesnโt make him cum immediately upon re entry.
โi love you.โ you say getting all emotional from how well heโs treating you. โI love you too y/n.โ he leans down for more kisses as your hand now snakes around the back of his head.
he stops, letting you catch your breath, playing with your hair and caressing your face lovingly. your arms drop immediately at the warmth of his touch. he lifts and cradles your head, a delicacy opposing his rough demeanour.
โI fucking love you,โ your bf grunts, placing forehead kisses, panting, as he starts moving faster. your legs now wrapped tightly around his abdomen like a vice. he plants both hands behind your head, balling his fists at either side of your head to create the perfect foundation to fuck you hard. brings one of his hands to cradle your hair and to bring your head closer to his. your temples meet ensuring that youโre so close and intimate. the man brings his body up, still inside you, collects your legs together, one leg on each shoulder holding onto the thick flesh of your upper thighs, allowing you to adjust, before toppling over onto you again to get deeper inside your pussy. later, moving his hands up to behind your knees, his rugged fingertips grip the flesh of your hamstrings.
your boyfriend brings his fingers up to stroke your cheeks and remove the hair sticking to your face. heโs growling at his need to go ham, but he exercises self-control as a means to take care of you. however, what he doesnโt realise is that his painfully slow strokes transport you to a utopia of bodily ecstasy.
he ABSOLUTELY loves seeing the imprint of his girthy cock in your stomach, pressing down on it to add to your respective pleasures. and when you both reach the top of the mountain, the visual of you being completely fucked out on his huge pole, as it protrudes through your stomach which is now decorated with your own personal release, makes him wanna rail you again. and again. until you pass out or his dick becomes limp. the latter would never happen because wherever you are, that cocks gonna be UP.
aftercare is so underrated with him. in his past relationships, it was usually a hit and quit it situation - his words not mine. thus he didnโt really know what to do at first. heโs so used to hookup culture, that he never bothered. but with you, he knew he had to change; one, because he knew youโd never let him near you again if he didnโt take care of you, but mainly two, because you were his and he had a responsibility to cherish you. considering you literally couldnโt walk and body was limp, your man needed to ensure you were taken care of. though he always reassures you, you make sure to do the same. the first time you spooned him he slept like a baby. BIG BOYS NEED CUDDLES TOO YโALL.
he gets really apologetic, constantly asking โdid I go to rough.โ as he massages the bruises on your hips. sometimes feels guilty that he fucks you too hard. You put his mind at ease telling him that you do like it. your bubble butt and tight hole were made to take his cock.
this still doesnโt stop him from confessing to you; โbaby, Iโm so sorry.โ he kisses your skin. โwhen I see that ass if yours jiggle, it drives me crazy, I just canโt stop.โ it often leads to him overcompensating. as the his cum seeps out of your obliterated cunt. he just wants to make you feel safe. the same safety he feels when heโs with you.
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off my face | lee anton
โถ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ: your best friend has been in love with you for years but youโve been too blind to notice.
โฅ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: best friend!anton x f!reader
โฅ ๐๐๐๐๐: angst, fluff, suggestive
โฅ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ก: 4.5k
โถ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : underage drinking, partying, drunk kisses, makeouts, pls let me know if i missed anything
โค ๐/n: finally finished my finals so this is a lil self indulgent piece hehe
โIโm officially done with my exams!โ
Anton smiles at you through his phone as he watches you vigorously shake your device out of excitement. Youโre practically glowing, a mixture of relief and joy lighting up your features. Antonโs heart swells with pride. Heโs always known how dedicated and hardworking you are, but seeing you like this makes him realize just how far youโve come. Youโd conquered another milestone, and he can't help but feel immensely proud of you.
He remembers all the late-night study sessions, the moments of doubt youโd shared, and the unwavering determination in your eyes. Youโre amazing. He admires your strength, your perseverance, and the way you made everything seem possible. Anton has always been your biggest cheerleader, silently supporting you from the sidelines, even though he wishes he could do more. But right now, heโs just happy to see you so happy.
"Congratulations," Anton finally says, his voice warm and full of genuine pride.
"Thank you!" you beam, your eyes sparkling with gratitude. โNot gonna lie, I wrote complete bs for half the exam, after answering what I knew and adding up the points I gave up when I realized I had enough to pass the class.โ
Anton snorts at your confession, โletโs pray your math wasnโt off then.โ
You hum, โlets pray I actually got those questions right otherwise Iโm screwed.โ
The two of you laugh at your words before a beat of silence falls over the two of you. Anton hesitates for a moment, then decides to go for it. "So, what would you like me to buy you as a gift for finishing off your junior year?" he asks, his tone playful but sincere. He wants to celebrate this achievement with you, to make this moment even more special.
Your eyes widen in surprise, a smile spreading across your face. "Really? You don't have toโ"
"I want to," Anton interrupts, a mischievous grin forming. "Come on, name your reward."
You laugh, thinking for a moment before answering. "Well, if you're sure... How about that new book series I've been eyeing?"
"Consider it done," Anton says, already mentally noting to order it as soon as possible. He wants to see that smile on your face in person, wants to be the reason for your happiness, even if just a little bit.
Just then, the door to Antonโs room opens, and Eunseok pokes his head in. He notices Anton on the phone and grins, stepping fully into the room. "Hey, who's that?" he asks, leaning closer to the screen.
You giggle and wave. "Hi, Eunseok! Guess what? Iโm officially done with my exams!"
"Hey! Thatโs awesome! Congrats!" Eunseok says, his enthusiasm infectious. "So, Antonโs getting you something nice, right?"
"Yeah, heโs getting me a book series I wanted," you say, your excitement evident.
Eunseok smiles, "Want me to buy you something too?"
Your eyes sparkle with mischief. "Wait, really?โ
He nods his head once and hums, โYeah. Anything else you have your heart set on?โ
โWant to take me out for some kbbq?"
Eunseok laughs, nodding. "Sure, Korean BBQ it is. Iโll text you to pick a date."
Anton forces a smile, trying to hide his disappointment. "Great, that sounds like a lot of fun."
You beam, clearly thrilled. "Awesome! Thanks, Eunseok. And thanks again, Anton, for the book series."
"Of course," Anton says, his voice softer now. "Iโm really proud of you."
After a few more exchanges, Eunseok and Anton say their goodbyes, and you hang up. The moment the call ends, Anton feels a heavy weight settle in his chest. He can't shake off the sadness that you so eagerly accepted Eunseok's offer and that you would be going out to eat with him. It felt a bit too intimate, and jealousy gnaws at him.
Anton sulks around the dorm, trying to distract himself but failing miserably. Later on, once everyone has eaten and gotten ready for bed, Anton sits in the common area still pouting and eating an apple after skipping out on dinner because Eunseok was in charge of cooking tonight. Wonbin notices his friend's gloomy demeanor and approaches him with concern.
"Hey, what's got you all pouty?" Wonbin asks, nudging Anton gently.
Anton sighs, running a hand through his hair. "It's nothing. Just... feeling a bit off, I guess."
Wonbin raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Come on, what is it? I know something's bothering you."
Anton hesitates, then finally gives in. "It's just... ____โs done with her exams and I offered to buy her a gift, she was really happy about it. But then Eunseok came in and offered to buy her something too and she accepted without a second thought. It just... I donโt know, it feels different."
Wonbin nods, understanding dawning on his face. "Ah, I see. You're feeling jealous."
"Yeah," Anton admits quietly. "I know it's stupid, but I can't help it. Iโve been in love with her for years, and she doesnโt even see me that way. And now sheโs going out with Eunseok... it just hurts."
Wonbin claps a reassuring hand on Anton's shoulder. "Hey, itโs not stupid. Feelings are complicated. But maybe it's time to tell her how you really feel. Who knows, she might feel the same way."
Anton looks at Wonbin, a mixture of hope and fear in his eyes. "Maybe. I just donโt want to ruin what we have."
"Sometimes you have to take a risk to get what you really want," Wonbin says softly. "And you deserve to be happy too, Anton."
Anton nods, taking a deep breath. "Thanks, Wonbin. Iโll think about it."
As he walks back to his shared room, Anton's mind races with thoughts of you, the possibilities, and the courage he would need to finally confess his feelings. But for now, he just hopes youโre happy, even if it isnโt with him.
The next day, you head over to Antonโs dorm, excited to pick up the gift and hang out with your best friend. The sun is shining brightly, and thereโs a lightness in your step as you approach the familiar building. When you knock on his door, it opens almost immediately, and Anton greets you with a warm smile.
"Hey! Come in," he says, stepping aside to let you enter.
"Thanks," you reply, stepping into the cozy space. The dorm has always felt like a second home to you, a place filled with fond memories and shared moments.
Anton walks the two of you to his room before going over to his desk and picks up a carefully wrapped package. "Here it is," he says, handing it to you with a shy grin.
You take the package, your eyes widening in surprise. "Wow, you wrapped it and everything! How did you get it so fast?"
Anton chuckles. "The perks of Amazon Prime," he replies, looking pleased with your reaction.
You laugh and start to unwrap the gift, revealing the book series youโve been wanting. Your heart swells with gratitude, and you look up at Anton with a beaming smile. "Thank you so much, Anton! This is perfect."
"Iโm glad you like it," he says softly, watching as you flip through the pages of the first book.
Just then, your phone buzzes with a text from your roommate. You glance at the screen and read the message. โOuu, Mina just texted me about a party."
You look up at Anton, excitement and a hint of mischief in your eyes. "Do you wanna come with me? Itโll be a great way to celebrate."
Anton hesitates, his brow furrowing slightly. "A party? I donโt know... thatโs not really my scene."
"Please, Anton," you say, giving him your best puppy-dog eyes. "It would mean a lot to me if you came. We can have fun together, and itโs a good chance to let loose before I leave for the summer."
He sighs, but the look in your eyes makes it impossible for him to say no. "Alright, Iโll go," he agrees, a small smile tugging at his lips.
"Yay! Thank you!" you exclaim, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. "Youโre the best, Anton."
He hugs you back, savoring the moment before you pull away. "Iโll see you later then. I need to get ready," you say, heading for the door.
"See you later," Anton replies, watching you leave with a fond look in his eyes.
After youโve gone, Anton turns to find his roommates. He finds all six of them in the common area, discussing their plans for the evening. "Hey, guys. Weโre going to a party tonight," Anton announces.
"A party? Are you sure you want to go?" Sungchan asks.
Sohee nods, โyeah, I never pegged you as the party going type.
Anton sends a sharp glare their way. โ____ invited me, Iโm sure itโll be fun.โ
"Iโm sure it will," Wonbin adds, glancing at Anton. He remembers the conversation they had last night and grins. "So, is this the night you finally tell her how you feel?"
Antonโs cheeks flush slightly. "Ahhh, hyung!"
Eunseok raises an eyebrow. "Wait, tell who what?"
Wonbin nudges the younger male. "Antonโs in love with ____. Has been for years."
All the boy's eyes widen in surprise, as they stare at their youngest in shock. Shotaro is the first to react, he breaks into a wide grin. "Really? Thatโs awesome! We need to make sure you confess tonight."
Anton groans. "No. Guys, please. I donโt want to make it a big deal."
His words go right over everyone's heads as they start coming up with a masterplan to help out their brother.
"Donโt worry, Anton," Wonbin says with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Weโve got your back. Tonightโs the night."
Anton sighs, knowing thereโs no stopping them. As the evening approaches, the dorm buzzes with excitement. The guys are all determined to help Anton confess his feelings to you by the end of the party, and Anton can only hope that everything goes well.
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Back in your dorm, you and Mina are getting ready for the party. The room is filled with the upbeat music Mina insists on playing whenever you two are preparing for a night out. Youโre both rifling through your closets, trying on different outfits, and swapping opinions on what looks best.
โThis party is going to be amazing,โ Mina says, holding up a sparkly top against herself and checking the mirror. โAre you sure Antonโs coming?โ
โOf course,โ you reply, slipping into the black dress you finally settled on. โI convinced him. Heโs not really into parties, but he agreed to come.โ
Mina grins and raises an eyebrow. โYou know, thatโs probably because he has a thing for you. So, when are you going to confess your feelings?โ
You roll your eyes, waving off her comment. โWeโre just friends, Mina. He doesnโt see me like that.โ
Mina gives you a skeptical look. โAre you sure about that? You two are pretty close, and Iโve seen the way he looks at you.โ
โSeriously, itโs not like that,โ you insist, feeling a twinge of discomfort. You donโt want to get your hopes up or think about the possibility of Anton seeing you as more than a friend. โLetโs drop it, okay?โ
Mina shrugs, sensing the finality in your tone. โAlright, alright. But if you change your mind, tonight could be the perfect time.โ
You finish getting ready in silence, both focused on your makeup and hair. Once youโre satisfied with your looks, you grab your bags and head out the door, excitement bubbling within you for the night ahead.
The party is already in full swing by the time you and Mina arrive. The house is packed with people, music blaring, and laughter echoing through the rooms. Youโre greeted by a wave of familiar faces, everyone eager to chat and offer you drinks.
Anton stands off to the side, trying to blend into the background while watching you interact with ease. He sees guys coming up to you, talking and laughing, some even offering you drinks. A pang of jealousy hits him, but he tries to push it aside.
Sungchan, noticing Antonโs brooding expression, decides to take action. He grabs two drinks and walks over to Anton, shoving them into his hands. โHere, take these. Go talk to her. Stop sulking.โ
Anton hesitates but knows Sungchan is right. He takes a deep breath and walks over to you, hoping to get a moment alone.
You notice Anton approaching and smile brightly. โHey! Iโm so glad you made it.โ
โHey,โ he replies, handing you one of the drinks. โI wouldnโt miss it.โ
The two of you find a quieter corner and start chatting about your summer plans. You excitedly tell him about your upcoming girlsโ trip to Tulum, and he shares his plans to go on tour with the boys before heading back to New Jersey to spend time with his family.
โIโm so excited for you,โ you say, genuinely happy for him. โTouring sounds incredible.โ
โThanks,โ Anton says, his eyes softening as he looks at you. โAnd Tulum sounds amazing. Youโre going to have so much fun.โ
Just as youโre about to dive into another topic, Sohee appears out of nowhere, grabbing both of your arms. โHey, you two! Come on, weโre starting a drinking game in the basement. You have to join us!โ
You laugh, allowing Sohee to drag you towards the basement. โAlright, alright, weโre coming!โ
Anton follows, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
The basement is filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension as everyone gathers around in a circle for the game. The room is dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere perfect for a game of Dare or Drink. Sohee stands in the center, holding an empty bottle, and addresses the group with a mischievous grin.
"Alright, losers," Sohee announces loudly, "we're playing Dare or Drink. It's pretty self-explanatory, but here are the rules: we spin the bottle, and if it lands on you, you either do the dare or take a drink. Got it?"
Everyone nods, a mix of nervous laughter and anticipation rippling through the group. Seunghan is the first to spin the bottle, and it lands on Chaemin. The room holds its breath as he smirks.
"Alright, Chaemin," Seunghan says, leaning forward, "I dare you to kiss the person next to you."
Chaemin's eyes widen, her cheeks turning pink as she looks to her side and sees Shotaro. She bites her lip, hesitating. Shotaro's face is already turning red, a nervous smile on his lips. Chaemin quickly decides and grabs her drink, taking a big gulp instead of completing the dare.
You giggle, noticing Shotaro's embarrassment, and pat his shoulder comfortingly. "Don't worry, Shotaro. Maybe next time," you say with a playful wink.
Chaemin, still blushing, spins the bottle next. It twirls around before pointing at Wonbin. She grins mischievously. "Wonbin, I dare you to strip and go skinny dipping with me."
The room erupts in cheers and laughter, the boys howling at the suggestion. Wonbin, however, chuckles and shakes his head, opting to take a drink instead.
Sohee rolls her eyes dramatically. "Come on, guys! This game is boring if no one does the dares. Step it up!"
With a determined look, Wonbin spins the bottle, and it lands on Anton. Anton's eyes widen as everyone hoots and hollers, anticipating the dare.
"Alright, Anton," Wonbin says, his voice dripping with mischief, "I dare you to make out with the hottest girl in the room."
The group falls silent, all eyes on Anton as he blushes furiously. You can feel your own cheeks heating up, heart pounding as you wait to see what he'll do. Anton looks around nervously, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than the others.
Anton hesitates, his mind racing. He can feel the weight of everyone's eyes on him, especially yours. The truth is, he already knows who the hottest girl in the room is to him, but saying it out loud and acting on it in front of everyone feels daunting.
With a deep breath, he glances at you again, the unspoken feelings swirling in his eyes. "Iโ"
But before he can finish, the group erupts in cheers and laughter again, breaking the tension. Anton, still flustered, grabs his drink and takes a large gulp, avoiding the dare.
You can't help but feel a mix of relief and disappointment. You give him a supportive smile, hoping to ease his nerves. Anton looks at you, his eyes filled with gratitude and something else you can't quite place. The game continues, but you and Anton share a few more glances, the unspoken tension between you growing stronger with each passing moment.
As the game progresses and the drinks flow, the atmosphere in the basement becomes increasingly lively. Laughter fills the air, and the group becomes more daring with each spin of the bottle. Youโve mostly opted for drinks over dares, feeling the effects of the alcohol start to kick in. Your inhibitions are lowered, and a warm buzz settles over you as you join in the fun.
It's your turn again, and you watch as Sohee gives the bottle a playful spin. It twirls around before slowing down and pointing directly at you. The room erupts into cheers and laughter, and you can't help but giggle nervously as all eyes turn to you.
Sohee grins mischievously. "Alright, ____, I dare you to kiss the most attractive male in the room."
You scoff, feeling emboldened by the alcohol coursing through your veins. "Pfft, easy," you say with a playful smirk.
Without hesitation, you turn to Anton, your heart pounding in your chest. His eyes widen in surprise, his cheeks flushing as he meets your gaze. The room falls silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air.
With a boldness you didnโt know you possessed, you lean in and press your lips against his, the kiss soft but filled with an undeniable electricity. Cheers erupt from the group as they watch in amazement, some even whistling and hollering in approval.
For a moment, everything fades away except for the sensation of Antonโs lips against yours, the warmth of his embrace, and the pounding of your heart. It feels like time slows down, and you lose yourself in the moment, forgetting about everything else but the connection between you and Anton.
When you finally pull away, breathless and flushed, the room erupts into cheers and applause. Anton stares at you, his eyes wide with surprise and something else you can't quite place.
Sohee claps you on the back, grinning from ear to ear. "Now that's what I call a dare!" he exclaims, earning laughter and agreement from the others.
As the cheers and applause die down, you begin to realize the weight of what just happened. Your heart races with a mix of nerves and excitement, unsure of what this means for your relationship with Anton.
Anton's eyes meet yours, his expression unreadable as he stands and reaches out to take your hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Come on," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Let's get out of here."
You feel a pang of disappointment as Anton leads you away from the group, away from the pulsating energy of the party. A part of you wants to stay, to revel in the adrenaline rush of the moment, but another part knows that you need to talk, to figure out what this kiss means for your friendship.
But as Anton guides you up the stairs, you can't help but whine, dragging your feet like a child being dragged away from their favorite toy. "But I don't want to leave," you protest, your voice slurred from the alcohol. "I'm having fun."
Anton shoots you a warning look, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. "____, we need to talk," he says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Reluctantly, you follow him into an empty bedroom, the noise of the party fading into the background. Anton closes the door behind you, and for a moment, there's nothing but silence between you.
"I..." Anton starts, his voice trailing off as he struggles to find the right words. "I don't know what this means for us, but... that kiss, it felt..."
Before he can finish, you cut him off with a giggle, swaying unsteadily on your feet. "Anton, you're overthinking it," you say with a drunken smile. "Let's just go back to the party."
But Anton shakes his head, a determined look in his eyes. "No, we need to talk about this."
You pout, feeling suddenly overwhelmed by the seriousness of the situation. "Fine," you mumble, crossing your arms over your chest.
Anton sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He realizes that you're too drunk to have a proper conversation, too caught up in the moment to fully understand the implications of what just happened. With a heavy heart, he decides to abandon the conversation for now, knowing that it's pointless to try to reason with you in your current state.
Instead, he takes a deep breath and gently guides you out of the room, back towards his dorm. You stumble slightly, leaning on him for support as you navigate the streets together.
When you finally reach his room, Anton helps you onto his bed, tucking you in with gentle hands. You mumble a sleepy thank you, already drifting off into a drunken slumber.
Anton watches you for a moment, his heart heavy with uncertainty. He knows that things will never be the same between you, that this kiss has changed everything. But as he looks down at your sleeping form, a small smile tugs at his lips. Maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something new.
With a sigh, he turns away, grabbing a makeup wipe to gently wipe off your makeup. He changes you into one of his oversized shirts and a pair of his boxers, making sure to avert his eyes as he does so.
Once you're settled, he takes a pillow and a blanket, making himself comfortable on the floor beside the bed. He knows that he needs to be there for you, to take care of you, even if it means sacrificing his own comfort.
As he drifts off to sleep, thoughts of you swirl through his mind. He feels nervous about what the future holds for your friendship, but also excited at the possibility of something more. And as he falls asleep beside you, he knows that whatever happens, he'll always be there for you, ready to support you through whatever comes your way.
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow into Anton's room. You slowly blink your eyes open, groaning at the pounding headache that greets you. As you try to piece together the events of last night, memories flood back to you in bits and pieces. The party, the drinking, the kiss...
Your heart sinks as you realize where you are. You sit up slowly, the room spinning slightly as you take in your surroundings. You're in Anton's room, and the memories of the drunken kiss flood back to you with embarrassing clarity. You feel stupid for letting things get out of hand, for letting your feelings show in such a reckless way.
As you start to get dressed, pulling on your pants with shaky hands, the door creaks open and Anton enters, carrying a glass of water and some pills. You freeze, your heart racing as you meet his gaze. There's a moment of awkward silence as you both stand there, unsure of what to say.
Anton breaks the silence first, holding out the water and pills to you. "Here," he says softly, his voice gentle. "You'll feel better after you take these."
You take the medicine gratefully, mumbling a small thank you as you swallow the pills with a sip of water. Anton watches you carefully, his expression unreadable as he waits for you to speak.
Finally, he clears his throat, his voice hesitant. "About last night...," he starts, trailing off as he searches for the right words. "I wanted to talk to you about the kiss."
Your heart sinks even further, and you feel a blush creeping up your cheeks. "Oh, uh... yeah," you mumble, trying to play it off casually. "It was just a stupid drunken kiss. We were both drunk, and I... I didn't mean anything by it."
Anton's gaze softens, and you can see the doubt flickering in his eyes. He takes a step towards you, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do you mean that?" he asks, his tone gentle but insistent. "Or... do you have feelings for me?"
You feel a lump forming in your throat, and you struggle to find the right words. "I... I don't know," you admit, feeling flustered and exposed under his gaze. "It was just a... a stupid mistake."
But Anton knows you're lying, knows you're trying to brush off something that meant more to both of you than you're willing to admit. With a newfound confidence, he takes another step towards you, closing the distance between you.
"____," he says softly, reaching up to caress your cheek with trembling fingers. "I've loved you for years. That kiss... it meant everything to me."
You stare up at him in shock, your heart pounding in your chest. You're not sure how to respond, not sure if you're ready to face the truth of your feelings for him. But before you can say anything, Anton leans in, his lips capturing yours in a gentle, hesitant kiss.
For a moment, everything fades away except for the warmth of Anton's embrace, the softness of his lips against yours. As the kiss deepens, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer, Anton hums, his right hand slides under your hair to rest on your neck.
You quietly moan when he spreads your mouth with his and slips his tongue into your wet mouth. Antonโs fingers are tangled in your hair, his thumb resting on the side of your face. He tilts his head and deepens the kiss. He moans when he wraps his tongue around yours. He rests his other hand on the small of your back as he reclines you slowly, carefully, until you are laying down and he is hovering over you. He retracts his left hand from your back and starts to slowly rub circles on the inside of your thighs.
You slightly push him away feeling overwhelmed with all the new sensations but you know you need to tell him this before anything else happens, โI love you too.โ
Anton smiles down at you and pecks your lips once more, โI love you more.โ
In that moment you feel a sense of completeness wash over you, a feeling of rightness that you've never experienced before. As you lose yourself in his eyes, in the warmth and safety of Anton's embrace, you know that this is just the beginning of your journey together, the start of something beautiful and true.
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Until You
Part One | Part Two
charles leclerc x female pop singer!reader x oscar piastri
f1 smau with intermittent scenes
fc: none it's a mix of taylor swift, sabrina carpenter, and random pinterest ladies. {voice claim is adele}
Summary: he drives vroom vrooms, she sings soulful tunes. there's no way in hell this is gonna work, right?
Warnings: language
Notes: my first foray into smau and holy shit these are a lot of fun (and work omg). special thanks to @driverlando for the encouragement and listening to me whine
ynyln
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ynyln: Merci beaucoup, Paris! Je t'aime et ร bientรดt!! โค๏ธ๐
user1: formula one what are you doing here
ย ย ย user2: she's always been a fan?
user3: hope you're ok!! <3
user4: mother showing us all why she's mother
pierregasly: magnifique spectacle, rendez-vous ร Monaco!
user5: did anyone see the fan vides of the f1 boys there?
ย ย ย ย user6: she's gonna be at Monaco?!?!
ย ย ย ย user7: were they in vip?
ย ย ย ย user5: yeah but from what I've seen they didn't go backstage or anything
user7: announce split from shitbag bf then perform best show of her tour? queen shit
ynyln
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ynyln: For the first time I will be attending a Grand Prix! Vroom vrooms make my heart go brr. Eternally grateful to scuderiaferrari for the invitation. (They don't have to know my favorite driver is on mclaren) ๐ท: poster of the gp I was supposed to go to 2 years ago
scuderriaferrari: ๐คจ
scuderriaferrari: we're sure you'll be a converted tifosi by Sunday
mclaren: yn is our fan ๐๐ป Oscar and Lando on cloud 9 now
f1: Looking forward to (finally) welcoming you!
user4: alright y'all is she a Lando or Oscar girlie
ย ย ย ย ynyln: can't I love them both ๐ฅบ
user8: great now I gotta watch all the grand prix stuff this week for a glimpse of mother
user7: why didn't you go 2 years ago?
ย ย ย ย user8: J*stin that's why
ynbff: I know this is so beyond huge for you! You're going to have such a great time!! (liked by ynyln)
user4: idk but it's weird she's all happy and stuff right after the end of her relationship with IDK
ย ย ย ย user1: not really? If you look back for the past year they were rarely seen together. He didn't even go to her launch party in London
ย ย ย ย user5: yeah anyone could see they were over long before they announced it. she probably mourned it already
ynyln
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ynyln: Dinner in Monte Carlo. Do I go all in on black or red?
scuderriaferrari: red, obviously
landonorris: black
charles_leclerc: Red
maxverstappen1: Black
ynyln: all these blue check marks where are my lil lattes ๐ฉ
user2: yn stays forgetting she's the biggest blue check mark
user1: not max joining in the mclaren vs ferrari fight for YN
mclaren: Papaya ๐ฅบ (but black)
ย ย ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝย scuderiaferrari: go comment on your own guest's posts
ย ย ย ย mclaren: you sent the invite after we mentioned doing it
ย ย ย ย landonorris: do better admin
ย ย ย ย mclaren: We'll get her next time
ย ย ย ย redbullracing: not if we get her first
ย ย ย ย landonorris: if not we're going on strike
ย ย ย ย oscarpiastri: we what
ย ย ย ย landonorris: for legal reasons that was a joke ๐
oscarpiastri: I quite like the red
user3: I love that YN asked opinions on her fit but it's just f1 drivers and admins fighting over her ๐ฟ๐ฟ (liked by author)
ย ย ย ย ynyln: it's amazing right? no one's fought over me before
user3: bffr
sabrinacarpenter: love the black but the red slays ๐ซถ๐ป
redbullracing: we vote blue
ย ย ย ย mclaren: that's not an option?
ย ย ย ย redbullracing: we still vote blue
ย ย ย ย scuderiaferrari: don't you have an energy drink to go sell
user4: came for the pics, stayed for the f1 chaos
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caption: making men wait for selfies before i order food? yes
Y/n and Charles lingered over their wine, and when yn/bff made the signal that they should get going y/n waved her off. Usually she hated social settings, but Charles was so personable and warm that she felt like she was chatting with a longtime friend. "You can go, Pete can get me back to the hotel," she said, glancing to the table in the corner, where Pete and Charles's bodyguards sat. The dining room was private, and she had the feeling that Ferrari had paid to have the restaurant closed to anyone but their small party for the night.
"I will make sure she gets back safely," Charles promised.
Yn/bff relented, excusing herself and leaving. The next several moments YN bid goodnight to the others, smiling sweetly and shaking hands of the Ferrari personnel and members of the team, and finally Carlos, who shared a knowing look with Charles before he left.
"You don't have to stay with me," she said as the waiter came to refill their glasses.
"No, I am having a wonderful time." He smiled, asking the waiter to leave the bottle. "I have wanted to meet you for a long time."
That surprised her. "Really?" she asked, sipping her wine.
He nodded, standing and bringing his glass and the bottle around so he could sit next to her. "I've been a fan of yours since โ ah, I'm bad at song titles. The song where it's โ I heard that you're settled down. I can't sing, I'm sorry."
She smiled. "Someone Like You?"
"Yes, that one." Charles leaned one arm on the table. "A few of us came to Paris and we were supposed to come backstage after the show, but after what happenedโฆ"
"I saw pictures and videos of you and โ Lando and Pierre right? I wish I could have met you then โ I've been a fan forever, butโฆ" She swallowed hard, glancing down briefly. "I cancelled my post show meetings," she murmured. "It didn't seem right."
"Were youโฆ" He paused, then shook his head. "It is none of my business."
"Was I too upset?" she guessed, taking another sip as the surprised flashed in his eyes. "I suppose I was. You were at the showโฆ Those emotional moments weren't rehearsed."
"I could tell."
"Do you want to know the crazy part?" She didn't know why she was sharing this with him. He was a stranger. Yet she felt so at ease with him. More at ease than she had in a long time, really. "I wasn't crying for him."
"Who were you crying for, chรฉrie?" he asked softly.
"Myself. For the wasted time, the pain I put myself through." Y/n gave her head a little shake. "I'm sorry, you don't want to hear about that."
"I want to hear about anything you wish to say."
"Are you always this charming?" she asked.
"I'm not charming. That makes it sound like I'm trying to make you like me. I am justโฆ Me, y/n."
"You. Charles Leclerc, one of the top drivers in formula one."
"And you are just y/n, queen of music."
"I wasn't always."
"Neither was I."
"Touche," she sighed, lightly clinking her glass to his. "But you are charming."
"Perhaps I am just charmed. I am glad you went with the red." His eyes stayed on her as he finished his wine. Then he glanced to the corner, hesitating before facing her again. "Would you like to go somewhere more private?"
She hesitated. She didn't know him. The last thing she needed was some messy disaster of a fling, or to dive into a new relationship. And yetโฆ "Yes," she whispered.
tbc.
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In Charge
Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader
Word Count: 1K
Warnings: Dom!Yunho, Sub!Reader, Light Smacking, Choking, Squirting, Manhandling, Name Calling (Daddy, Princess, Baby), Possesive Yunho, Slight Dumbification, Unprotected Sex (Wrap It Upppp!), Clit Play, If I Missed AnythingโฆLemme Know๐!
A/N: Well, well, welllllllโฆwho has missed me๐? Iโve been gone for a couple months but it feels like FOREVAAAA, honestly I will be in and out constantly til about the beginning of November. But I will try to play catch up with the messages and the ask box๐๐ผ. Or just be more active on here in the mean time even if it isnโt writing. Ya girl is DROWNING in wedding planning, but come November, I will be back active way more than I am now๐, Iโve missed you all and with some small downtime quickly scratched a lil some some down๐, big daddy Yunho will forever be etched into my heart, while I wish he was etched into my guts..๐, anywaysssss hope all my lovelies enjoy this, and Iโm making my way just very slowly to the ask box and DMs๐ซก, just BARE with me please๐ค
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Your knees are pressed to your chest, heaving with each breath you take. Your skin glistens underneath him, his button down shirt wide open, sticking to your dewy skin. The constant slapping of skin on skin fills the room. The musk of sex filled your nose, his eyes are as dark as midnight, determination with each thrust he delivers you. Your eyes grow hooded watching him lock eye contact with you. Just as you squeak out his name his thick cock pushes right against that spongy spot causing you to cry out, back arching off the couch.
โO-Oh! Yunho, pleaseee!โ
A smirk graces his face, tossing his head back at the squelching of your wet cunt wrapped around him, bubbling with the essence of pleasure.
โWhat was that baby?โ
He pants through a battered breath. Bringing his head back down to catch a glimpse of your fucked out state, your body feels like itโs in a endless pit of pleasure anytime you fuck the Jeong Yunho.
His large hand comes down to cup your face, his thumb brushing against your damp cheek, letting out a deep chuckle. He pulls his hand back slightly smacking your face, before smushing it between his hand, your lips crush against each other, drool gathering in the corner.
โI need words princess, talk to daddy.โ
As tears gather threatening to spill from your eyes, they continuously flutter as he never lets up his speed continuing to push against your spongy spot. Your fucked out expression fueling his ego. Your soft and pathetic whines make his hips stutter. Looking down to see how heโs plunging into your cunt, trying his best to hold back his own orgasm.
His hand taps the side of your face again pulling you out of your daze slightly.
โYou with me princess? Talk to daddy, I wonโt ask again.โ
Biting your crushed lips you let out a small whine, grabbing his hand that is on your face, bringing it down to your lower stomach.
โI can feel you here, daddy.โ
You whine pathetically, trying to muster up as much strength as possible you bring your head off the couch looking to see where you and Yunho are connected. His cock with a thick layer of cream around it, your arousal drenching him leaving a trail of stickiness down his balls. A trickle of sweat hits your stomach, you can slightly make out the outline of his cock bullying itโs way in and out of you. The sight swallowing you whole, you can feel a heat to your skin, almost like tiny flames licking all over you. Bringing your knees to your chest once more, folding you in on yourself so he can hit deeper inside of you. His hips pick up speed, letting out a barely audible growl.
โSl-slow down, pleaseee.โ You cried out, feeling that knot in your stomach about to snap. He slows down his thrusting, opting to stroke into you even deeper than before. He effortlessly grunts into your ear, his chest pressing against the front of your shins adding even more pressure to your lower stomach. Clutching his thigh, you try to shove him back slightly, your throat is dry for words, gaping like you are a fish fresh out of water, your back begins to arch as your orgasm starts to take over. Your juices begin to squirt rapidly, sitting up right he pushes your knees together, holding them in one hand. Your intense orgasm pushes his cock out of you. His eyes twinkle with a new found lust, clearly enticed he wraps his hand around his moist cock, slapping it onto your squirting cunt. Letting your juices soak him. Rubbing his cock in between your sopping wet lips, cooing at you. Eyes fluttering with pleasure, your grip on his thigh never letting up. Your mouth is agape, jaw unhinged as youโve never felt such a pleasure like this. As your body spends out from squirting you try to lower your legs that are locked in one of Yunhos hands. His grip stops your movements letting out a small groan you whine his name. Your drenched, and swollen cunt on display for his dark eyes. You could feel the room shift, the aura that was radiating off him could cut diamonds. He was taking your breath away.
Letting out a whistle you feel his hand snake to your cunt. Fingers collecting all the sticky fluids left upon your skin before parting your pussy lips and smearing it all over. His thumb rubs small circles around your hole, feeling the heat radiate off your spent cunt had his body aching, he wanted you in every way he could have you. His thumb comes up to pinch your swollen, and sensitive clit. Your body jerks at the sudden feeling, hands coming up to try and weakly push him off, juices dripping down to your ass nesting in the previous wet spot beneath you.
โBelieve me princess..โ he says while getting closer to you, his lips lining up with your ear.
โWe arenโt done until I say we are finished.โ
You swallow loudly, you know he can feel your cunt ooze with arousal. He wasnโt a man of many words, but when he spoke he could gather moths to him like he was a light. The power that radiated off of him was not too far from addicting. His body shadowing over yours once more. In one simple movement, just by hovering over you he was letting you know who was in charge, who called the shots, who was going to make sure he got his along with making sure that he got yours. Before you can even finish nodding your head he grabs your face, startling you slightly, your cunt clenches around nothing, your eyes immediately dart to his, drinking him in for all that heโs got. His looming presence makes you hungry for him.
โSo Iโm going to take my time with you, okay? Be a good doll and take it.โ
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Hello, pretty! First of all your writing is so good, I'm hooked! And if u don't mind can I request a fluff (maybe smut?) of Neteyam being so clingy in public, that man can't keep his hands to himself fr and I know for a fact that he would always rub it in people faces (especially the one's who failed to court you) like he would throw a glare when he notices someone staring at you for a second too long before kissing you on the spot while looking straight into their eyes.
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Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader
Warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, mild angst, fluff, lil hint of smut
Yours (part two)
Neteyam still canโt believe you chose him.
Despite being the future Oloโeyktan and a skilled warrior, he has a tendency to view himself as less than. But youโฆyou are easily the most beautiful and sought after woman in the clan. So, despite the fact that youโre already mated, that youโve chosen him for life, he constantly feels the need to assert his claim in the presence of other men.
Like in the morning, when youโre helping with meal preparation. Youโre always in the same spot, washing the newest collection of fruit, so heโll easily settle against your back without so much as a hello.
โMorning, yawntutsyip (darling).โ A soft smile pulls at your lips, cheeks warming under the public display of affection.
Neteyam nuzzles against your shoulder, humming lowly as his lips caress the skin of your neck. His hands completely dwarf your hips, long fingers curling around them before gently guiding you closer to him. You instantly relax against the warmth of his chest, a contented sigh adding to the quiet morning bustle.
What you don't notice is the way his eyes scan the area, pointedly glaring at every man who dares glance in your direction. It's mostly accidental, really, few would openly challenge the future Olo'eyktan for his mate, but Neteyam doesn't see it that way. Every single look, touch, conversation is something he needs to monitor closely, ensuring it doesn't go too far.
When you sit with his family for meals, he crowds in close, until his arm presses against yours and his tail firmly wraps around your waist. If you'll be with any of his siblings for the day, he practically threatens them into watching you closely too.
On the rare occasion that he can't be physically near you, he does his best to remain within eyesight. His attention locks on you, on anyone who approaches you, mentally daring them to even try acting out of line. He isn't a violent person, but Eywa, he wouldn't hesitate to protect what's his.
He's always finding ways to touch you, and you love it. You aren't fully aware of his true motives, simply appreciating how smitten he seems to be. No matter how busy he is, he makes his adoration known with a simple brush of his hand along your back in passing, or a quick peck of his lips on yours before his father inevitably rips him away.
It's mostly innocent, his little routine, until someone who once courted you pushes him too far. There are only a few who dared vie for your affections at the same time as Neteyam.
Truthfully, you didn't pay any of them much attention, only accepting their courting gifts politely as you're expected to do. From the beginning, he had your heart, your decision was made early on and there wasnโt any real competition.
But still, to this day, if one of them gets too close, lingers for too long, Neteyam is instantly on high alert. Like right now.
He's absolutely seething, jaw clenched so firmly he fears he might crack a tooth. His short nails dig into his palms, fists tightened at the ready.
โMawey (calm), Neteyam.โ His grandmother demands roughly, forcing his fingers apart as she works on his battered chest. โYou are too tense for wrapping.โ
He lets his hands fall onto his thighs instead, fingers splayed and pressing harshly into his skin. His head sways side to side, peering over her as she kneels before him, tending to the injuries he suffered on the latest supply run.
He doesn't pay her poking and prodding any mind, full attention locked on you across the clearing. You're helping, as you always do, dutifully patching up the wounded. He had every intention of being the one beneath your gentle hands, but his grandmother got to him first. He tried, he really did, but there's no arguing with Mo'at.
His jaw grinds as he watches you rub yalnabark into a warriors shoulder. But not just any warrior, of course, it's one of the men who once tried to court you. His heart thrums harshly between his ribs when your head tilts back ever so slightly, a beautiful laugh twinkling from your lips.
Your lips that should only ever part that way for him. Your hands that should only ever touch him. A dangerous possessiveness brews deep wtihin his belly, whispering that everything about you is his. His to claim, to touch, to protect. Just simply his.
In an instant, he's on his feet. Completely ignoring his grandmother's protestsโwhich he knows will get him into trouble laterโbut he can't find it within himself to care. There's no way he can endure this for even a moment longer.
He approaches swiftly, fists clenched all over again as he stalks toward you from behind. His face is marred with a dark glare, chin dipped, gaze molten beneath his thick brow.
โThat's enough.โ He barks roughly, large hand covering yours to peel it from the man's skin.
A tiny gasp lodges in your throat at his sudden presence, shoulders stiffening at the firm grasp. Your muscles relax a fraction when wide eyes find your mate, but the relief only lasts for a few seconds as you take in his furious state.
โNeteyam?โ Your voice is gentle, questioning, as you place a comforting hand on his bicep.
He doesn't even glance your way, the full force of his wrath locked onto the other warrior.
โFind someone else to finish.โ He orders, tone dripping with finality.
The man looks up at him with a blank expression, undeterred. โShe's just patching me up, man.โ
Neteyam's vision blurs, red dotting his periphery as his chest tightens with rage. Where you see a man simply defending the fact that what you were doing was completely innocent, Neteyam catches the way his lips twitch into a defiant smirk. Sees the challenge swelling just below the surface.
โLike I said, find someone else to do it.โ Neteyam steps forward, spine straightening as he towers over the man, ready to pounce at any moment.
โโTeyam...โ His name is a warning under your breath as you move closer, urging him to calm down.
โWhat? You don't trust your girl or something?โ Now, it's clear that was a direct challenge, and it makes you gasp in shock.
Neteyam doesn't hesitate, jerking forward until his fingers wrap firmly around the man's throat. You can't help but cry out, hands moving to cover your mouth as the situation quickly escalates. The manโs good arm instantly claws at the tight hold restricting his airflow, eyes widening in horror.
โNeteyam, please!โ You hiss, pulling at his shoulder, panic gripping you as a few curious eyes drift your way.
Finally, he relents, releasing the man and letting you jerk him away. Heโs trembling with pent up emotion, muscles coiled tight, but he doesnโt want to cause a scene. Not now, while the clan is regrouping after such a stressful mission.
โDisrespect my mate again, and Iโll show you what a real warrior is capable of.โ He doesnโt even sound like himself, voice deep, the warning accented with a ferocious growl.
The man simply watches you drag Neteyam away, stunned that the always docile future Oloโeytkan actually fought back.
You donโt stop until youโve reached your shared tent, practically shoving him through the entrance. It flaps shut harshly behind you as you stomp in after him, hands resting on your hips when he turns to face you. His ears flatten at your agitation, head dipping in shame.
โWhat the hell was that?โ You snap, fiery gaze boring into his pointedly.
โI didnโt like the way you were touching him.โ He knows he took it too far, knows you did nothing wrong, but thereโs no escaping the anger that still courses through him. He fights to keep his tone even when he speaks to you, desperate not to make the situation worse.
โYou mean when I was tending to his wounds?โ Your hands wave animatedly in exasperation, scoffing at the absurdity of it all. โIโm the future Tsahik. What do you want me to do?โ
He growls low in his chest, stalking forward until youโre face to face, a mere few inches between you. โYou are mine. You agreed to that when we mated. I have every rightโโ
โYou have no right!โ You canโt help but shout as frustration curls in your stomach. Your fingers shove against his chest lightly, careful to avoid his freshly wrapped injuries. โYou donโt see me threatening other women for simply existing in your presence, do you?โ
He forces a tense breath through pursed lips, trying to calm down. This is quickly turning into a fight between the two of you, which is the last thing he wants. He reaches out, fingers gently curling around your arms to stop you from pacing before him.
โIโm sorry, yawne (beloved). I justโฆI canโt stand the thought of anyoneโฆtaking you from me.โ His voice is soft, quiet, face tightening as the words leave him. Itโs difficult to admit this, to bring attention to his deepest insecurity.
He is the son of Toruk Makto, a mighty warrior, and the future leader of the clan. He isnโt supposed to feel such things, to worry about losing you to another. Heโs supposed to exude hard edges and confidence at all times. Not weakness, like he shows now as he stands before you, bearing it all.
โOh, Nete.โ You coo, eyes rounding as you cup his cheek softly. He leans into the touch, eyes fluttering closed with a heavy sigh.
You had no idea he held this turmoil inside, was fighting to remain stoic while watching your every interaction with another. It all makes sense now, his constant desire to keep you close. It wasnโt coming from a place of love, but rather uncertainty.
โI am yours, okay? Come here.โ Your gentle touch guides him those last few inches closer, until his lips brush yours in a light caress.
He responds eagerly, relief flooding his system at the fact that you arenโt upset with him, that you understand. His palms skim down your arms before releasing you so he can engulf your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.
His tongue parts your lips, laying claim to your mouth as he groans slowly, adrenaline still coursing through his veins. The kiss quickly becomes feverish, passionate as the desire to assert his ownership of you becomes overwhelming.
You pull away suddenly, fingers tangling in his braids to tug his lips from yours. He growls in protest, chasing your touch as you lean back a few inches. Your heavy-lidded gaze meets his, chest heaving as your heart thrums wildly.
โHow do you want me?โ You purr, sultry eyes blinking up at him through thick lashes.
โWhat?โ He pants, breathless from the insinuation beneath your words alone. His tail twitches to attention at his back, swaying with excitement.
โI will prove that no other man could even come close to taking me away. Now, how do you want me?โ Your fingertips trail down the column of his throat, causing a shiver to roll down his spine.
โOn your knees.โ The command is gritted through clenched teeth, cock already straining behind his loincloth.
You instantly obey, slowly kneeling before him, hands smoothing down his broad chest and tight stomach on the way down. Your fingers make quick work of releasing his pulsing length, gaze flicking over the huge appendage eagerly as it springs free. Sharp teeth catch your lower lip, tongue wetting your lips in anticipation.
Your eyes catch his just as your mouth closes around his swollen tip, watching in satisfaction as a long moan rumbles his chest, head tilting back at the feeling.
You settle into the floor, finding a comfortable position, ready to show him just how much you belong to him, and only him.
let me know if you guys want a smutty part two ๐
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Could I request Argenti, Sunday, Sampo, and Gepard finding out their s/o made different plushies of them to cuddle?
Gepard;
This poor guy is blushing to the high heavens upon meeting his plush counterpart that bore a cute yet stoic expression.
The lil guy was no bigger than your hand.
โThere isnโt more of them is there?โ Heโd ask and you smiled as you then proceeded to show him the countless others that youโve made in your spare time.
The poor man was even more flustered than before if that was even possible to begin with. I mean you even made one where heโs holding a cute -but dead- potted plant while pouting!
Despite how flustered he may seem upon seeing himself in cute plushy form, he was really impressed with how good they came out and found the attention to detail you had amazing because it meant everything heโs ever told you was incorporated into each and every plush with love and affection.
โIโm just curious, what made you want to make these plushies?โ Heโd ask and when you told him it was to cuddle something while he was away doing his job.
He feels guilty for not spending as much time as heโd like with you because he throughly enjoys being with you and becomes visibly upset when is needed elsewhere, but heโs never been one to not uphold duty. โIโll do better next time.โ Heโd tell you.
You put your hands on his shoulders. โYou already are doing better Gepard, I know how important this job is for you and Iโm not going to ask you to choose between me or your job, thatโs cruel of me as your partner to make you chose between two things you love with all your heart.โ You tell him as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, feeling it grow warm under your lips.
โBut-โ
โBut nothing.โ You cut him off. โIโll always be here waiting for you and bedsides,โ you lifted the plush!Gepard, smiling when you saw the blonde blush. โIโll always have you close by in plush form to love on and cuddle with.โ You added cheekily as Gepard held you close and burrowed his face into your neck, cuasing you to laugh at his cuteness.
Argenti:
Is utterly in love with us plush counterpart and appraise your attention to detail made to the plush also, from his pretty eyes, cherry red hair and so forth.
Asks you if thereโs more plushies that youโve made of him while kissing your hands in thanks for their creativity and skill.
You of course said yes.
โYou have a true talent here my beloved flower,โ Argenti praises as he holds the plush of him gently in his hands. โThis is truly magnificent.โ
Your flustered at this point from all of his genuine and sincere comments. โOh they arenโt that great-โ
Argenti then looks at you with wide eyes. โArenโt that great? My beloved rose, your plushies are beyond great! They are beautiful in their own right.โ The cherry haired knight says as he holds your face in his hands. โSo please donโt doubt your capabilities when they are only just beginning to shine.โ
Probably Alamo cried when you tell him the reason you made plush!Argenti was so you could still have something that reminds you of him to keep you company while he was away.
Sunday:
Finds it amusing and adorable as he watched you cuddle against the plush version of himself as though your life depended on it.
โThese are truly impressive my dear.โ Heโd say as he looks upon the other plushies of him that youโve made this far, all dressed in different attires and bore different expressions with deep interest before looking back at you. โIs there a reason behind them all? Revisiting an old habit perhaps in crocheting?โ He adds.
โNo, not really, I just wanted to make a plush that I could cuddle with when youโre away.โ You admitted truthfully and Sunday felt his heart melt at your sweet confession as he presses a kiss to your forehead.
โI apologise for making you miss me and I apologise for the lack of time between us but Iโm glad you found a way to compensate for my absence.โ Sunday says as he boops plush Sunday on the nose. โThough now Iโm here, Iโm sure our plush friend here can be relived from his duties for the night?โ He then adds and you blink at him.
Was heโฆwas Sunday jealous of his plush counter part? How cute was that.
โIโm sure he can take the night off.โ You obliged and set the plushie down on your desk and you joined Sunday in bed, cuddled up and quickly lulled by his bodily warmth into a comfortable sleep.
Sampo:
Can and will show off his little plush counter part to anyone and everyone within view and would listen to him for longer then five minutes.
But imagine his surprise when he finds out that you have other variations of him, his ego skyrockets to unfathomable heights!
โYou must be super in love with me to make a plush of me! How embarrassing!โ Sampo says.
โSampo weโve been dating for a while now.โ You replied with a blank face.
Anyways Sampo loved the little plushies of him and would even take one with him when you werenโt looking to send you pictures of the adventures of plushie sampo through the entire day.
You couldnโt find it within yourself to get made at him for stealing your plushie because the pictures were too cute.
Hell you might even find him cuddle up to one of them if you were carful enough.
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Hey! Someone suggested your blog for one piece and I decided to check it out!
Iโd also like to make a request
How would the monster trio(+katakuri if you wanna write for him) be with a s/o who always looks at them as if asking them for permission to beat some one up (you can add anyone else if you want) f!reader or gn! Reader whichever one
Headcanons pls<3
Have a great day!
Monster trio + Ace, Law and Usopp with a s/o who looks at them before fighting someone.
hullo, thanks for requesting this! i unfortunately dont write for katakuri but i added law and ace to the mix, i hope it's fine! enjoy this lil headcanons, i loved writing these!! also, using this as a chance to restate that requests are open!
warning: none. gn! reader.
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Luffy: All it takes is a glare. It doesn't take long for Luffy to recognise the sparkle in your eyes. He feels it too; the tension building in your muscles, the adrenaline rising up in your veins making your heart beat ten times faster than usual. Lowering his straw-hat to cover his eyes, Luffy simply chuckles in response. He knows your potential and he is curious of the limits your able to reach and break. He takes this as a good opportunity to train and test your powers; nevertheless, he is watching your back and ready to step in.
Sanji: Sanji smirks and lights up a cigarette, making himself comfortable and untying his tie. He knows well that whoever crosses your path is in real danger - and he brags about it whenever he has the occasion to. He is overly proud of you; plus, winning a fight would always guarantee a special treatment from him. Preparing your favourite meal, smothering you in kisses, an endless ramble of praises. He enjoys the fight, making sure you don't get hurt as he meticulously observe your combat moves.
Zoro: Zoro tries to make you back off. Despite his love and respect for you, he would rather let you stay away from the battlefield. He is aware of your combat abilities, he just thinks it would be easier if you'd let his swords deal with it. Nevertheless, it's easy to convince him if you buy him an extra bottle of booze. After all, despite his protective instincts, he enjoys a partner who can fight and protect themselves. Seeing you go feral and win a fight always tickles his senses.. so you might be in for a good, particularly nasty training session afterwards.
additional characters:
Law: Law definitely doesn't approve your conflictual nature. Although he is a little trouble maker himself, he prefers approaching things, and fights, in a more methodical way - having a precise strategy, and more importantly, a reason. Getting caught up in a worthless fight would mean catching the marine's attention, and that would be dangerous. When he sees you joining the battlefield regardless, he sighs and stands back. But if you manage to get hurt.. be ready to hear him grumble under his breath about irresponsible you were as he medicates you.
Ace: You and Ace would meet looks, the same impulsive idea running through the synapses of your brain. He nods in response, a clever smirk drawing on his lips as he transforms the ramble in a challenge.
"First one to land a punch wins."
Usopp: Tries to discourage you from it. He knows you would be perfectly able to win the fight - but he also knows he would struggle to help you. Your fearless nature worries Usopp, and sometimes it makes him wonder how the two of you get so along. Dangerous situation fuel you, whilst he prefers running from them. Usopp would never give you the permission to battle someone if the situation permits a safe escape - a long, frustrated sighs is the only slightly positive answer you could receive. And when you jump head first in the battle, he whines and snorts, ready to snipe the enemy if the situation escalates.
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Tempted to touch! Men of One piece x Fm! Reader (Multi Character fic)
Pairings: Ace x Reader, Shanks x Reader, Mihawk x Reader, Crocodile x Reader, Smoker x Reader
Synopsis: Can someone write like a lil thing for Ace, Shanks, Mihawk, Crocodile and/or Smoker or any One Piece character (secretly) seeing their S/O being able to whine (dance) and having crazy waist control (being able to bounce their ass without movin anything else)? ๐ง๐ปโโ๏ธ
A little something for @mororona who gave me the prompt.
Use this song: Tempted to Touch by Rupee
I'ma also tag @fanaticsnail I know you're sick rn, and I hope this helps, I added ben for you! Plus you love dancing and this music.
As a caribbean latina, I couldn't resist.
On with the show!!~
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Ace
The ship's corridors echoed with the distant sound of music, drawing Ace's attention as he passed by [Name]'s room. His curiosity piqued, he couldn't resist the urge to investigate. Quietly, he approached the door and peeked through a crack. What he saw took his breath away.
[Name] stood before the mirror, bathed in the soft glow of the room's ambient light. They wore a simple tank top that hugged their curves and shorts that accentuated their toned legs. The music pulsed in the air, setting the rhythm for their movements. With each beat, their hips swayed with an otherworldly grace, their waist seemingly moving independently of the rest of their body.
Ace's jaw dropped at the sight. He had never seen [Name] like this beforeโso carefree, so alive. His heart skipped a beat as he leaned against the doorframe, unable to tear his gaze away. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, a mixture of amusement and admiration swirling in his chest.
"Damn," he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible over the music. He crossed his arms, feeling a rush of warmth spreading through him. "I never knew you had those kinds of moves," he thought, his mind buzzing with excitement. He watched in silence, savoring the intimate moment.
As the music faded into the night, Ace lingered a moment longer, committing the image of [Name]'s dance to memory. With a soft chuckle, he straightened up and continued on his way, a newfound appreciation blossoming in his heart.
Shanks
The Red Force sailed smoothly through calm waters, the gentle lull of the ocean providing a rare moment of tranquility. Shanks, ever drawn to the call of adventure, found himself wandering the deck in search of excitement.
As he strolled along, the distant strains of lively music reached his ears, beckoning him like a siren's song. Curiosity piqued, he followed the melodic trail until he came upon a secluded corner of the ship. There, hidden from prying eyes, he discovered [Name].
[Name] stood in the embrace of the sea breeze, their form swathed in a loose-fitting sarong that billowed around them with each movement. The soft fabric accentuated their every sway, casting shadows that danced across their skin like fleeting whispers.
Shanks, ever the playful observer, couldn't help but grin as he watched from behind a nearby barrel. His eyes widened in awe as he beheld [Name]'s dance, their waist moving with a fluidity that seemed to defy the laws of nature. Each motion was a symphony of grace and control, weaving a tapestry of enchantment that ensnared his senses.
"Well, well," he murmured to himself, his voice lost amidst the music's intoxicating melody. His heart quickened with a rush of excitement as he continued to watch, his admiration mingling with a newfound sense of desire.
As the last notes faded into the night, Shanks remained rooted to the spot, reluctant to break the spell that had enveloped him. With a soft chuckle, he finally emerged from his hiding place, his grin widening with each step.
"Someone's been hiding some talent," he remarked, his voice laced with playful teasing. He approached [Name] with a glint of mischief in his eyes, ready to share in the dance they had unwittingly revealed.
Mihawk
The courtyard of Mihawk's imposing castle was bathed in the soft glow of twilight, the air heavy with a sense of quietude that seemed to envelop the world in its embrace. Mihawk, ever the solitary figure, made his way through the shadowed corridors, his footsteps echoing faintly against the stone walls.
As he passed by a window, a flicker of movement caught his attention, drawing his gaze. Through the glass, he beheld [Name], bathed in the ethereal light of the setting sun. They wore a fitted top that hugged their curves and leggings that accentuated the elegant lines of their form.
The distant strains of music reached Mihawk's ears, a delicate melody that seemed to dance upon the evening breeze. And dance they didโ[Name], with a grace that transcended mortal bounds, moved with a fluidity that spoke of hidden depths and untold mysteries. Each movement was a testament to their skill, their waist control impeccable, their every motion precise and mesmerizing.
Mihawk stood in the shadows, an enigmatic figure shrouded in darkness, his keen eyes fixated on [Name] as if they were the only star in a vast, empty sky. A rare smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a whisper of admiration that lingered like a wisp of smoke in the still air.
"Remarkable," he whispered to himself, his voice barely more than a breath against the canvas of the night. In that moment, amidst the quietude of his solitary vigil, Mihawk found himself captivated by the hidden depths of [Name]'s abilities, drawn to the allure of their silent dance like a moth to flame.
In the courtyard below, [Name]'s movements flowed seamlessly, each gesture a tantalizing blend of strength and elegance. The fading light cast long shadows that danced along with them, creating an almost otherworldly spectacle. As they twirled and spun, their eyes briefly met Mihawk's through the window, a spark of recognition passing between them.
For an instant, time seemed to stand still. The world outside the castle walls faded into insignificance, leaving only the unspoken connection between the two. Mihawk felt a stirring within him, an unfamiliar but not unwelcome sensation. It was as if [Name]'s dance had unlocked something deep within his stoic exterior, a flicker of warmth in the cold recesses of his heart.
[Name] continued their dance, unaware of the profound effect they had on the man observing them. Their movements grew bolder, more daring, as if sensing the intensity of Mihawk's gaze. The music swelled, and with it, the emotions that had been carefully kept at bay.
As the last notes of the melody faded into the night, [Name] came to a graceful stop, their chest rising and falling with the exertion. Mihawk remained in the shadows, his expression contemplative. He knew that this moment, this dance, had changed something within him.
Stepping away from the window, Mihawk made his way back through the corridors, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. The quietude of his castle had been shattered, replaced by a new and intriguing possibility. The allure of [Name]'s silent dance had left an indelible mark on his soul, a mystery he was now determined to unravel.
Sir Crocodile
The echoes of Crocodile's footsteps reverberated through the empty corridors of his stronghold, the weight of his recent meeting still heavy upon his mind. As he neared his quarters, a faint sound reached his earsโa melody so delicate, it seemed to hang in the air like a whispered secret.
Intrigued, Crocodile followed the sound, his curiosity piqued by the mysterious allure of the music. It led him to one of the spacious rooms, where he found [Name] dancing in the soft glow of candlelight. They were clad in a stylish ensemble that hugged their figure in all the right places, accentuating the graceful arc of their movements.
Silent as a specter, Crocodile lingered in the doorway, his keen eyes fixed upon [Name] with a gaze as sharp as the blade of a scimitar. He watched as they moved with a fluidity that seemed to defy reason, their waist swaying with a skill that mesmerized him. Each movement was a testament to their prowess, a silent symphony of elegance and finesse.
A predatory smile curved his lips, a silent invitation lingering in the depths of his gaze. "Remarkable," he whispered to himself, his voice a husky murmur against the canvas of the night, a flicker of amusement dancing in the depths of his steely eyes.
[Name] spun gracefully, the light playing off their form in a tantalizing display, each motion drawing him in further. The candlelight caressed their skin, creating a shimmering halo that only added to their allure. Crocodile's eyes followed every move, every sway, as if committing them to memory.
With a silent nod of approval, Crocodile made a mental note to compliment [Name] later, in his own subtle way. But for now, he remained rooted in the shadows, content to bask in the intoxicating beauty of their silent performance. There was a predatory grace in the way he observed, a sense of possession mingled with admiration.
As the music reached its crescendo, [Name] executed a final, breathtaking spin, coming to a poised stop. For a moment, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of their breathing, the air thick with the lingering echo of their dance.
Crocodile stepped forward, his presence finally known. The movement was deliberate, almost languid, like a predator approaching its prey. "You dance beautifully," he said, his voice low and smooth, carrying a hint of the power and danger he wielded so effortlessly.
[Name] turned, their eyes meeting his, a spark of something electric passing between them. The dance had ended, but the night had only just begun.
Smoker
The ship creaked and groaned as Smoker made his rounds, the steady rhythm of his footsteps echoing through the corridors. His ever-watchful gaze swept over the decks, his stern expression softened only by the glow of his cigar.
As he passed a door slightly ajar, a faint melody drifted out into the hallway, luring him like a siren's call. Intrigued, Smoker pushed the door open a fraction and peeked inside. What he saw took him by surprise.
[Name] stood in the center of the room, bathed in the soft glow of lamplight, clad in comfortable workout clothes that hugged their form in all the right places. The music pulsed in the air, setting the rhythm for their movements. With each beat, their hips swayed with an otherworldly grace, their waist moving with a precision that defied logic.
Smoker's eyes widened in astonishment as he watched, his cigar dangling forgotten between his fingers. He took a long drag, the smoke swirling around him like a wisp of shadow. Despite himself, a look of admiration crept into his stern features, softening the hard lines of his face.
"Well, I'll be damned," he muttered to himself, his voice barely more than a whisper against the backdrop of the music. In that moment, he found himself captivated by the mesmerizing rhythm of [Name]'s dance, drawn to the raw power and grace that radiated from their every movement.
The way [Name] moved was a tantalizing blend of strength and elegance, each motion more hypnotic than the last. Smoker's heartbeat quickened as he continued to watch, his breath catching in his throat. He had never seen anything quite like this, and the sight stirred something deep within him, a mix of admiration and an unfamiliar, burning desire.
With a silent nod of approval, Smoker decided to let them have their private moment, content to linger in the shadows and watch from afar. But deep down, he couldn't wait to see the look of surprise on [Name]'s face when he casually mentioned it later, a secret shared between them like a hidden treasure waiting to be discovered.
As the music swelled and [Name] executed a particularly daring move, Smoker felt a smirk tug at the corners of his lips. He could already imagine the playful banter they would exchange, the way their eyes would light up with that spark of recognition. For now, though, he remained in the shadows, savoring the intoxicating beauty of the dance.
Benn Beckman
On a different vessel, Benn Beckman strolled through the dimly lit corridors of the Red Force, the hum of conversation and laughter from the crew fading as he ventured deeper into the ship. A faint, alluring melody reached his ears, drawing him toward one of the private rooms. Curiosity piqued, he approached quietly, the sound of music growing clearer with each step. Balancing a tray with a steaming bowl of soup, he pushed open the door slightly.
Gently pushing the door open, Beckman found himself captivated by the sight before him. [Name] was in the center of the room, their form illuminated by the soft, flickering glow of candles. Clad in cute pajamas that accentuated their every curve, they moved with an elegance that left him momentarily breathless. The rhythm of the music guided their motions, their hips swaying with a hypnotic grace that seemed almost unreal.
Beckman leaned against the doorframe, his usually calm and composed demeanor giving way to an appreciative smile. He crossed his arms, his gaze never leaving [Name] as they danced. The fluidity and precision of their movements spoke volumes about their skill, each motion a silent testament to their mastery.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he remembered something importantโ[Name] was supposed to be resting in bed, recovering from an illness. A mix of amusement and concern flickered across his face as he watched them, clearly defying orders.
"Adorable," he murmured, the word a low rumble in the stillness of the room. His eyes followed [Name]'s every move, a mixture of admiration and intrigue shining in his gaze.
As [Name] continued to dance, unaware of their audience, Beckman found himself drawn in more and more. The way they moved was enchanting, each step a perfect blend of strength and grace. The soft light played off their form, creating an almost ethereal aura that only heightened the allure.
When the music finally came to an end, Beckman stepped forward, his presence no longer concealed. "You dance beautifully," he said, his voice smooth and warm. "But you were supposed to be resting, weren't you?"
[Name] turned, surprise evident in their eyes as they met his gaze. Beckmanโs smile widened, a hint of playful mischief in his expression. "Maybe you can teach me a move or two sometime," he added, the suggestion laced with a subtle challenge.
For now, though, he was content to let them savor their private moment, the memory of their mesmerizing dance a new secret they shared.
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Headcanon thingy, but who would the boys (Gale, Astarion, Wyll, and Gortash) react to seeing their lover trying on lingerie?
felt like testing my drabble skills so i added a lil something extra to them ๐๐ enjoy pookie!!
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GALE
likes when you surprise him with it. wear some under your clothes as a little treat for when heโs undressing you ๐โจ
you look so good that it makes him trip over his words. heโs too busy ogling your body to pay attention to what heโs saying. will have him laughing like a nervous virgin ๐น
LOVESSSSS garters. canโt keep his hands off of them. particularly loves the way your thighs strain beneath them when youโre on your knees
instantly wants to enchant the bottoms to make them vibrate and watch you get off like that (donโt ask if thatโs actually possible my brain functions on horny not logic)
your outfit is inconspicuous, plainโ perfect for covering up the lingerie hiding beneath. you wait patiently in his lap as he unwraps your silken robe, biting back a smirk.
he pauses to take in the sight of the lace hugging your skin, how it flows so delicately around your shape. he tuts, shooting you a familiar, frivolous grin. โfeeling naughty tonight, are we?โ just moments later, his hands move to rest on your bottoms, a seemingly harmless action that results in a soft buzz and a gasp. โi can work with that.โ
ASTARION
insists on going with you to pick some out. follows you into every dressing room to โmake sure it fits rightโ lol. so picky but mostly because he loves watching you try them on
his favorites are flowy/frilly types, like babydoll tops or satin robes. also LOVES stockings of any kind
makes you feel like an actual doll โจ๐ธ repeatedly tells you how perfect you are and canโt keep his hands off you. will also try to get you flustered by whispering really dirty stuff about how you look into your ear
likes when you have fun with it and show off for himโ be cheeky. do a little spin. bend over in front of him. be prepared for him to pinch or smack your ass though
he sits comfortably on the dressing room bench as you approach him. โhow about this one?โ you pull your bottom lip in playfully, placing your hands on his shoulders as he takes your body into his grasp.
โmm,โ erupts from his throat, watching as his lithe fingers slip over and under the fabric sparsely covering your skin. โnow, this one i like.โ he places a slow and deliberate kiss to your exposed abdomen, his ruby gaze flitting up to meet yours; thereโs an impish glint to them that tells you he doesnโt plan on waiting to have you any longer.
GORTASH
likes to make sketches of you wearing it. has so many drawings of you in compromising positions with it on. definitely keeps them for when heโs alone
loves corsets and bustiers because of how they emphasize your chest, especially in blacks and reds. crotchless panties also drive him INSANE
the sluttier you act while wearing it the better. donโt try to be modest (thereโs honestly no reason to be anyway, heโs a freak fr ๐น๐น)
a sucker for fishnets. likes to take them off and use them to tie your wrists together. will also shove them in your mouth/gag you with them on occasion
his dark irises glance up from his work every so often to study your decorated figure; they follow the arch of your back, the heart shape of your ass, and linger on the exposed area between your thighs more often than not.
โlower,โ he directs, and you immediately respond by deepening the angle of your back. he hums contently, scribbles some more, then adds, โspread your legs further.โ
you comply once again, happy to flaunt your body under his gaze. the corner of your lip pulls upward, anticipating your reward for being such an obedient little muse.
WYLL
bust this out on your honeymoon and he gets SOOO flustered. iโm talking stuttering/looking away/rubbing his neck
his favorites on you are lacy teddiesโ especially in blues, purples, and whites. more traditionally sexy styles really get him going
lowkey so obsessed with how you look in it. the kind of thing thatโs on his mind 24/7. almost always asking you to put it on for him at the end of the day with a little pout ๐น๐
LOVES when you strip for him nice and slow, especially how you tease him by carefully revealing each skimpy garment beneath your clothes. a lapdance is also mandatory
you spot the anxiousness simmering beneath his lax surfaceโ he longs to touch you, but youโd rather toy with him a little more.
prowling closer to where he sits, you slowly unbutton your blouse. with each maneuver of your fingers, you reveal the lingerie lying beneath, watching how his hungry, needy gaze fixates on it.
he inhales sharply as you straddle his lap and take his hand in yours. he lets you guide it over your ornamented body, his eyes heavy with desire as he mutters a low and raspy, โyouโll ruin me.โ
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