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okwonyo · 6 months ago

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୨꣒ ｡ㅤ｡them using pick up lines.

엔하이픈 ୨୧ female reader eight hundred potential future established relationship ⎯⠀ skinship ( other )

heeseung would choose the most ridiculous pick up line he can think of and ever created. would play a risky card, bumping into you on purpose─ of course ─ “oh,�� he would act surprised as he holds your arm to prevent you from falling, “i’m so sorry.” he would apologize, with a charming smile that you would gladly return. “i’m fine,” you would assure him innocently, without knowing that it was exactly what he wanted to hear. with a grin, he would tell you, “yes you are.” and it would be a lie to say that it wasn’t super smooth.

jay would spend days looking for a good pick up lines, because if he has to embarrass himself, he must as well do it well. would be pondering about what he should say for hours, scrolling his phone as he looks for something good to say. when he would find the perfect one, he would just wait until the most natural moment to say it. it would probably be during a time where you are both sat somewhere, at the library or at the bus stop waiting for the vehicle to come, would grab your attention before saying, “all the good pick up lines but you aren’t. mind if i take you on a date some day?”

jake would, of course, choose the most dramatic one just to get a laugh out of you even if it doesn’t work. getting rejected would be totally alright if he has the chance to hear your dulcet laugh. would come to you as you sit on a bench, screaming your name as he walks to you with pure enthusiasm in his voice and mannerisms, which would make you plush. then, when he would be close from catching up to you, would fall right at your feet with a fake yelp. you would get up instantly, all worried and all, would give you a grin as he gets up, “i think i just fell for you, baby,” you would pinch his arm and laugh.

sunghoon would choose a pick up line that displays his incredible, breathtaking and ethereal visuals. as the flirting master he is, to his reflection of himself in the mirror, would have a load of pick up lines in his pocket. would walk backwards, towards the room he catches a glimpse of you in when he walks quickly through the hallway. with one of his hand in his his pocket, standing tall and confident, a beautiful smile written over his face. would call out your name in a delicious tone before speaking, “do you believe in love at first sight or should i walk in again?” and you would be a bit confused because this would not be the first time you see him. still, he is cute.

sunoo would be so sweet about it. with fondness in his eyes, would look at you from the corner of his eyes discreetly. would watch you scroll through your phone as you stand beside him, not that you don’t want to talk to him, you would be really busy on something. when you get off your phone and look at him, would give you a soft smile that you would return. shyly, would speak up, “di-did you fall into a pile of sugar?” he would ask. you would look at him with a weird look, “because you look super sweet,” and would proceed to get red in the face immediately. you would need to tell him that it’s really cute as he hides his face with his hands.

jungwon would stare at you shamelessly for at least ten hot minutes. would know it makes you flustered, and would play on that. now, the pick up line use would be for the sake of teasing you more. after a while, you would ask him what is wrong with him, just what he was waiting for. “i was just wondering if you were tired,” he would shrug. “you know, ‘cause you have been running through my mind all day,” his eyebrows would rise as he watches your face getting cutely crimson red. he would not only stop to one, “i mean, angels are supposed to be in heaven. how’d you escape?” and would laugh when you kick his caf.

riki would have asked his friends how to properly flirt with the girl he likes and wants to ask out, which happens to be no one else but you. his heart would start beating in his ears at the thought of using a pick up line of you alone, but dear god, he wants you so had that he is ready to do anything. would approach you while you are alone, so the situation would be less embarrassing, coughing to get both your attention and his voice out, “c-can i get your instagram? my parents always told me to follow my dreams,” he would say, with his fist in front of his mouth, blushing and looking away like in those romance mangas while he shows you his phone.

ㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤㅤ𓈒 taglist open ⎯⎯ someone, please, tell me if this shows up in the tags or tumblr really hates this work a lot TT click

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frenchkisstheabyss · 7 months ago

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♡ OT8 Stray Kids Showing You They Love You ♡

♡ Just some ot8!stray kids showing their chubby!fem!gf how much they love her and what some of those things might be.

♡ The biggest of thank yous to @tryingtolivelifeblog for requesting this. It's such an adorable idea. I just love it to pieces and hope you do too!

♡ Genre: fluff

♡ Word Count: 1.4k-ish

♡ Bang Chan ♡

It isn’t unusual for your boyfriend to be up on his laptop all night, headphones in, chipping away at the next track for his group. That’s what you’ve assumed has been happening these past few weeks but you couldn’t be more wrong. He has been working on a song but it’s for you and only you. It’s much softer than what he’s usually known for with instrumentals that feel like a warm blanket on a cold night. You can feel his vulnerability in every word he sings. So much that you can’t even question if he really means it when he says that your gentle heart makes him fall for you more and more each day. Or that the sweetness of your voice brings calm to the chaos in his brain. He dedicates an entire verse to the brightness of your smile and how your laughter’s his favorite sound. By the end of it you’re trying not to cry which is fine because he is too.

♡ Changbin ♡

You have no clue how much self control it took for Changbin not to buy out the entire Build-A-Bear store getting those cute little teddy bears that say phrases when you hug them. It would’ve been easy for him to send someone else to get them for him but he does it himself instead, pretending to be at the gym while he picks out the perfect dozen for you. Once everything’s perfect he leaves them around the apartment for you to find with notes that say “Hug Me”. When you do you hear your favorite voice telling you that your eyes are so beautiful and brimming with love that he could stare back into them all day. He loves how you see him, really see him, for who he is and he never has to hide behind a mask with you. You’re his #1 cheerleader, always reminding him he’s good enough when he doubts himself. There isn’t a safer place in the world for than with you and he'll spend the rest of his life doing everything in his power to be the same for you.

♡ Hannie ♡

With your boyfriend’s hectic schedule, it’s important to him that he makes time to have special moments just for the two of you. This includes game nights which he takes very seriously, going all out to make sure the atmosphere’s ultra romantic and you have all of your favorite snacks. When you settle in for your latest game night you’re clueless when he presents you with an already built tower of blocks with hearts on the exterior of each piece. As the game begins you realize that each block you pull out has a reason he loves you handwritten on it. All 54 blocks. His hand cramped up 1,000 times doing it but it was worth it for you to know that spending an eternity cuddled up to your soft body would be the sweetest fate imaginable. That he never dreams better than when you’re there beside him, fingers running through his hair, singing him to sleep. That, even though it hurts sometimes, you make him miss you more than he has anyone else.

♡ Hyunjin ♡

Hyunjin’s never told you this before but he knew that you were the one since the day you first met. There was simply no way he was going to let someone as special as you get away. In the year since then he’s been drawing pictures of you in his sketchbook during moments when he’s feeling particularly sentimental. You’re always too respectful of his artistic process to peek at his work unless he asks so you don’t know until he shows you that he has such gorgeously vivid drawings of you making breakfast for him in the wee hours of the morning before he has to catch a flight. A few pages in there’s another of you playing with kids at the park when they needed one more person for a game. The last page is you sitting on the balcony of your hotel room, waiting to comfort him after an appearance he’d been dreading. The way you’re so thoughtful, lovely, and kind live in those moments he never wants to forget.

♡ Felix ♡

“Felix, I think there’s…paper in this cupcake?” When Felix surprises you with cupcakes at work and sees you bite into the first one it dawns on him that he probably should’ve considered that maybe cupcakes don’t work exactly like fortune cookies do. But his heart was in the right place and you can’t bring yourself to care about biting into a little paper when you see what he’s written on them. He watches with the widest smile on that freckled face as you read how much being with you keeps him grounded in a life that can leave his head spinning sometimes. It means everything to him that his fame doesn’t make you treat him differently. You dance with him beneath the stars and kiss him in the rain because you love the Felix that’s just a silly kid from Australia and not the one on the magazine covers. You make him feel fearless because he knows even if he shoots for the stars and misses you’re here to catch him.

♡ Lino ♡

Some people have this picture in their head of your boyfriend as this grumpy black cat who doesn’t quite know how to show affection but you know better than anyone that isn’t true. In reality you couldn’t imagine finding a guy more loving and thoughtful than Minho. What other guy would surprise you with a hike through a picturesque forest, hiding the cutest lock boxes at special landmarks along the way that hold his favorite pictures of the two of you together? A sentiment that particularly tugs at your heartstrings because you know he isn’t a picture guy but for you he is and always will be. On the back of each picture he writes something he loved about you at that moment. The warmth of your hand as he held it at the cat cafe in Tokyo or the scent of your perfume as you cuddled up to him on a neverending train ride that exhausted both of you. It’s the small things like the way you never hesitate to join him in making funny faces in front of the camera that make love you like he does.

♡ Innie ♡

I.N could give you a bouquet of flowers that say “I love you” and call it a day. He knows you’d still treat it like he gifted you all of the diamonds in the world. But he wants to do more than that. Instead of giving you a bouquet all at once, he gives you a flower for each day of the week and, in place of a real flower, he gives you a glass rose that shimmers marvelously in the sunlight. Engraved on the side of each rose is something he finds special about you. Like the patience that you have with him while he figures out who he is in the world. You never pressure him to become anything or stay the way he was. Whoever he becomes he knows it’ll always be enough for you. Your kisses are like magic, cheering him up when nothing else can. And that counts for all kisses. If it’s on the lips, the neck, the forehead, wherever. They spark a joy inside of him that he isn’t quite sure any amount of words or roses could do justice to but he hopes this comes close.

♡ Seungmin ♡

No one ever thought the day would come where Kim Seungmin got all mushy over a girl. Yet, here he is, head over heels in love with you, and he dares anyone to say something about it. Not that anyone would, it’s a well known fact now that you mean a lot to him. So much that wherever he is in the world he makes sure to bring you back something that reminds him of you. It’s left you with a collection of things from more places than you’ve actually visited. There’s the goddess carved in polished wood, nestled in the arches of a crescent moon with her curves on full display. When he saw it he joked how lucky he was to have one of his own at home, only prettier. Then there’s the music box that plays a song neither of you have ever heard before. Still, it reminds him of your melodic voice whispering to him between the sheets on rainy Sunday mornings. There was no way he could leave the shop without it. He knows one day you’ll run out of room for wind chimes that sway as gracefully your body when you dance, even if you don’t think so, but that’s okay. He’ll just buy you more room.

#stray kids x you #stray kids fluff #bang chan fluff #bang chan x you #changbin x you #changbin fluff #lee know fluff #lee know x you #seungmin fluff #seungmin x you #jeongin fluff #jeongin x you #han jisung x you #han jisung fluff #hyunjin fluff #lee felix fluff

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perrywrites · 1 year ago

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Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 5;

NSFW

Includes; Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya (AKA 2 cheating playboys and then the christian lover 💀💀💀)

Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Barou, Shidou, Karasu) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 6 (Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora)

Otoya: honestly, a part of him is still unsure of how this entire situation came to be. With you, right here, in his bed - about to let him steal your first time away. It all started off with him teasing you - you were too cute, after all - the way you were so enraptured by him, all starry eyes. And he could tell you were a virgin, he could smell it on you, and he decided then not to lay a hand on you - he wasn’t that rotten. Careful distance, he really tried his best not to get your hopes up. He knew you were serious, that sex meant something to you, and he wasn’t scum enough to trample all over that. And yet, here he is, fully succumbing to your charms. I mean, it’s your fault, for being so tempting, you know? For turning all dazed at his lighthearted teasing, so devoted to him and always running to him at the mere sound of his voice like a puppy, blushing and letting out soft sounds like this when he touches you - because you want him to touch you, want him to ruin you. Maybe, maybe he is that rotten then, because he can’t resist you, and he wants you more than he is able to keep up with his own rule. But at the same time, you know what kind of a guy he is, right? So why are you letting him have you like this? You can’t possibly be that naive, right? The answer to his unspoken question comes when you softly ask him to hold your hand, saying that it’s fine if he doesn’t give you another night, but just for tonight to make love to you like you’re the only one for him. Because you want to lose your virginity to someone you’re in love with. And at that moment, he knew he was done for. “... You’re so unfair,” he says, jokingly, but his tone is heavier than he wants it to be. His hand slides across the bedsheets to intertwine with yours, heart weirdly painful, and his lips descend upon yours like an unlikely promise. He can’t believe his heart is pounding like this, that he’s feeling this soft over you, that he finds your trembles and expressions this heart-achingly endearing. That he’s catching feelings for you. Maybe it’s time to quit his playboy streak and try for something real with you here, because the thought of bringing in another girl into his bed is making him feel sick, and he’s starting to realize he might be falling deeper into this than he thought. A part of him finds you to be so cruel, to be so devoted and doting towards him, and then declare you’re fine with a mere night. How could you be? He isn’t, he certainly isn’t. He doesn’t want to let you go yet, no way. He kisses you, still softly, before moving his lips over to the crook of your neck, sensually sucking a love bite onto you. You moan sweetly, and instinctively his hips jolt impatiently, cock leaking. Hickeys were never his thing, receiving them or giving them, but with you he wants to leave a mark you can’t hide. This, all of this, means something to him, and he’ll make you realize that.

Oliver: he wonders if he’s scoundrel enough to ruin you like this as you look so sweet and pliant beneath him, adoringly submissive, child-bearing hips lewdly spread for his use. Your sultry gaze as you whine tearfully shoots heat down his cock. Shit, don’t be so good for him, good to him, he’s not the kind of man that can accept the invitation of your dripping cunt in exchange for his fidelity, you know? He doesn’t cut deals like that, only exchanges pleasure for pleasure - he can guarantee he’ll make you cum, but that’s about it. As much as he is the one who sweet-talked you into this, chasing after you for far longer than he’d like to admit, vague promises he can easily escape out of when he wants to, there is an inkling of something now making him hesitate; there is something - guilt? - that eats away at his heart, but it does nothing to sink or dim the ardent flame of his arousal as he gets even handsier with you, greedy hands grabbing at your thighs. You’re so good, too good, so sexy like this, and the guilt isn’t enough to keep him away from you after the longest chase of his life. He can just blame your naivety, right? Maybe even pat himself on the back for turning you into a woman, congratulate you and himself for making you cum twice already before he ruins you on his cock. But the idea just doesn’t sit right with him, for once, and the final blow is when you ask him to hold your hand oh so innocently. You don’t know he has plans of leaving you after a few fun fucks, do you? And now he feels like he’s tricking you, when you look up at him all expectantly and adoringly, and - ah shit - he realizes he’s not scoundrel enough after all. But he doesn’t pull away from you, doesn’t apologize, doesn’t spare you whatever dignity he can leave you with. Instead, he chuckles lowly, voice hoarse and raspy, no teasing dirty talk falls out of his mouth for once as he reaches for your hand. He holds your hand down, still hovering over you, still pinning you down, still ready to take you, because he just can’t resist you. Except this time, he thinks about abandoning his dirty little tricks, thinks about abandoning running away from you, thinks wrly, that maybe this time he’s going to end up with a ring on his finger. He realizes the feeling holding him back wasn’t guilt at all, but something else, something he hasn’t felt in a long, long time.

Yukimiya: he wants to defile the sacred between your legs. Defile the sacred between your legs by worshipping you so good, sinking into you with a shaky prayer. Every touch of his lingers on your skin like sweet sin, and you are reduced to a sound chamber of pleasure at the mercy of his lovingly teasing fingers. You are his every temptation, a taste he can’t forego, impassioned kisses, he can’t get enough of you. He finds in you a religion far superior to any abrahamic religion, and he turns into a heretic to the rest of the world as he melts into being your most exalted and only worshipper. Every sound of yours ignites an unrivalled passion as he feels for the heat of your soft skin, he thumbs your clit like praying with a rosary in hand, lovingly watches you turn holy and blissful at the worship of his hands. There is nothing more beautiful than watching your expressions twist in sweet sin, he thinks, as his mouth latches onto your skin for the millionth time that night, leaving a pilgrimage of love bites across the expanse of your clavicle and soft flesh. He’s proven wrong in the best way though, when you appeal so demurely to his love for you, asking him to hold your hand. The dazed desire swirls with the purity of your affection for him, eyes watery with an oasis of love for him, and it all tugs on his heart. Before he knows it, he’s smiling at you all adoringly and reverently, leaning in to whisper sweetly into your ear as he reaches out for your hand. He is pious in the way he conjoins your hands, grasp firm and unbreakable like a pledge, yet gentler than cotton. He is your worshipper, it is only right if he treats you so delicately, so reverently, the plight of his careful passion rendering you weak under his worship as the head of his cock kisses the entrance to your dripping sacred. He never knew the sweet sin of having you would make him feel so alive, flesh aflame - and oh god, if sinking into your plush walls meant hell he would gladly take the plunge, again and over again. But no worries, it’s only a sin so long as he has yet to put a ring on your finger, so wait just a little bit longer. After all, you are his divine, his goddess, he’ll go to hell for you anytime, but the only place he’ll drag you down with him is the depths of pleasure and love.

… I might’ve gone a bit far with religious imagery in Yukimiya’s 😭😭😭 his interest towards religious stuff in the egoist bible tickles this strange corner of my brain in a way that makes me go ooga booga 😈😈😈 so I ran with it

Also Oliver was fun, writing him made me strangely angry 💀💀💀 and I have a feeling if writing him made me angry, then I wrote him right LMFAO

#blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk smut #otoya eita #otoya x reader #otoya smut #bllk otoya #oliver aiku #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku x you #otoya eita x reader #yukimiya kenyu #yukimiya x reader #yukimiya smut #yukimiya kenyu x reader #oliver aiku smut

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viking-raider · 10 months ago

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Two Hearts - Cotton Candy Goodness

Summary-> It's a special Valentine's Day for you and Henry.

Pairing-> Henry Cavill/Reader

Word Count-> 1.4k

Warnings-> G: Fluff, Language, just two nerds in love

Inspiration-> V-Day!

Author’s Note-> It's stupid late!

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“Perfect!”

Henry smiled as he sprinkled a few more white rose petals amongst the red that dusted the grass of the backyard of the Dorking mini-mansion he shared with you and Kal.

“Kal, quit trying to eat them!” He scolded the Bear. “You have to leave some for the surprise.” He sighed, brushing a hand through his curls and looking at all the work he put in with the trail of red and white petals, outlined with twinkling LED tealights, that led from the open back doors of the house into a heart shape underneath the gazebo, where you usually relaxed during the cool or warm, English days to grill, practice lines or Henry keep his sword skills sharp.

However, the sound of an engine coming up the driveway startled Henry back into action, a nervous panic filling his stomach as he dashed back into the house. Hiding the leftover petals, he took a deep breath, settling himself, before greeting you in the foyer as you came through the door.

“Hey, babe.” He beamed, taking your purse and coat. “How was your spa appointment?” He asked, putting them away, antsy and hoping you didn't suspect anything.

“It was positively lovely!” You answered, toeing your shoes off. “The full body, exfoliating massage with hot stones was pure bliss, and we may need to invest in getting our own vitality pool.” You smiled up at him, your whole body still feeling tingly, limp noodle, in all the right ways and places.

“I'm glad I booked you the correct treatment, then.” Henry purred, hooking an arm around your waist to pull you into a sweet kiss. “But, I have one more surprise for you.” He confessed against your lips.

“Really?” You frowned up at him. “I haven't given you any of yours yet.” You commented, hugging your arms around his waist.

“What could you possibly give me that I don't already have and need?” He asked, blue eyes soft and soulful.

“Oh, there's many things to come in our future, Henry Cavill.” You giggled, pushing up on your toes to kiss his stubbly jaw, then broke free from him, scurrying away upstairs to your office, a sacred place Henry never tread unless you were there.

Making it the perfect hiding spot for anything you wanted to keep Henry's paws off of.

Plucking up a cute Valentine's day gift bag, you returned downstairs to find your boyfriend patiently waiting for you. “Happy Valentine's Day, Puppy.” You smiled, handing it over with a giddy excitement.

“Thank you, Dove.” He winked, crossing the foyer for the den, plopping down into his gaming chair and removing the red tissue paper. “Holy!” He gasped, eyes flaring as his blue orbs were greeted with the bag's contents. “Babe!” He snapped, pulling out the latest GeForce RTX graphics card. “I've been trying to get this for weeks, but it's been sold out!” He looked up at you, mouth hanging open.

“How?”

“I sold what was left of my soul.” You chuckled, grinning, having listened to Henry's laments every time he checked for the card to be in stock. “I had my dad watch the site virtually around the clock, with my bank info, and the instructions to buy it the moment it came into stock.” You bit your lip and looked so guilty. “I confess, the card has been in the house for like two weeks.”

“You've had the holy grail of graphics cards in the house for two weeks?” Henry whispered, stunned. “I've been sleeping in the same space as it.” He grunted, shaking his head, gently setting it on his computer desk. “I'm canceling your gifts.”

You laughed, slapping him on the shoulder. “No, you're not! There's one more.”

“I'll think about it.” He replied, narrowing his eyes as he dived a hand back into the bag, feeling around, until he caught the edge of an envelope. “What's this?” He frowned, opening the flap to discover a single swath of fabric.

“You know, how we started your family tree, and you wanted to know more about your Scottish side?” You reminded him. “To get; in touch with your Highlander side.” You quoted him.

“Yeah.” He nodded, rubbing his thumb over the soft stitching.

“Well, I've been fiddling around with it, and I found the Tartan for that side of your family tree.” You explained, pressing your lips together. “There's this company I found online that replicates it. I just had them do the pocket square, cause I wasn't sure how into it you'd be, for something more full blown, like a whole kilt or--”

Henry stood up and practically crushed you against his body, leaving just enough room to breathe. “Thank you.” He whispered into your hair, nuzzling your strands softly. “It means a lot more than the graphics card.”

You smiled and snuggled against him, inhaling his scent and warmth. “I'm glad.”

The two of you stayed in your embrace for a long moment, enjoying the quiet closeness. Until Henry spotted Kal charging in, petals in his mouth.

“Fuck.” He hissed under his breath.

“What's wrong?” You frowned, shifting in his arms.

“Nothing, nothing's wrong, my love.” He grinned, turning slightly so you didn't see Kal. “But, it is my turn to give you your last gift.” He cooed, removing a red blindfold he had tucked in his back pocket.

“Oh, I didn't know it was kinky Sunday.” You teased, allowing Henry to blindfold you.

Henry chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to the bridge of your nose, resting his hands on your shoulder and helping you turn around. Disoriented as you were, you trusted Henry to guide you wherever he was taking you. Back through the foyer and to the back patio, where the start of his rose petal trail began, thankfully still intact. Despite Kal's seeming intent to eat them like the strange goat that he was. He stepped around you, taking your hands to help you down the single step out of the house and navigate the patio furniture.

“Where are we going, Strider? Mordor?” You quipped, the scent and feeling of freshly mowed grass and the cool, fresh air greeting your nose, telling you where you were.

“It's closed this time of year, little Hobbit.” Henry chuckled back at you, bringing you to a stop under the gazebo and the center of the rose petal heart. “I thought we'd visit Rivendell instead.” He cooed, removing the blindfold.

Blinking a few times, you looked about you and admired the gazebo. Everything that normally adorned it cleared away, so it could be decorated with the rose petals and twinkling fairy lights. The four corner supports of the structure had photos of you and Henry throughout your relationship adorning them. To which Henry had made a sweet note on each.

“You went all out, while I was at the Spa.” You said, looking up at him, a wave of suspicious nerves hitting you.

“It was a double motive.” Henry smirked with boyish guilt.

“So, what was the other part of your motive?” You asked, a slight squeak in your voice.

Henry took your hands in his, massaging his thumbs over your knuckles, while trying to build the courage and words to speak what he was feeling. He took a deep breath, nervously kissing one of your hands, with a soft chuckle.

“I love you.” He blurted out, meeting your eyes. “I didn't think I could love anyone as much as I love you. When we're not together, even if it's a different room, I miss you, and I feel like I'm missing a part of myself. Then, when we are together,” He drew in a breath and sighed softly, the ghost of a fond smile on his lips. “I could care less about anything else.” He confessed to you, releasing one of your hands to access his front pocket, kneeling on one knee at the same time.

“Oh, cheese and crackers.” You sighed, eyes wide.

“Or maybe, Cavill and Cavill, if you say yes?” Henry replied, holding out one of the most beautiful rings you'd ever seen in your life. “To marry me?” He cocked a hopeful brow.

“Yeah.” You nodded, stunned, excitement building in you like carbonation. “Yes!” You giggled, bouncing on your toes. “God, Henry, YES!”

A beaming smile lit up Henry's face as he stood back up, taking a moment to get the ring on your finger, his hands shaking so bad. “Now, you can eat them, Kal!” He shouted towards the house, making you laugh, before he pulled you into a breathless kiss.

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oneforthemunny · 2 months ago

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evieee i’m feeling soft and mushy and i had a thought... what was the eddies’ “oh. OH.” moment, like the exact moment they realized that reader was it for them and they actually wanted to marry reader :') i mean i know some eddies are not into the idea of marriage but that’s fine! but what about the others :') (also ily MWA)

omg this is so cute (ily2 mwahhh!)

so older!eddie you can actually read his because it’s the moment in don’t be cruel where they’re both with brielle and reader is just so happy and getting along with her and they’re actually getting along. that’s the first time he’s like yes i could marry her, i want to spend the rest of my life with her.

mafia!eddie it’s definitely after one of his more vulnerable moments. maybe after a particularly draining day when he lets the mask fall, so to say, and is open about how emotionally draining what he does is. the way she validates it and listens, tells him she doesn’t think less and just stands by him and supports. he’s looking at rings that next day.

boxer!eddie there’s an angst blurb with him about how he’s using steroids (found in vivis writing challenge masterlist) and the aftermath of that, when he sees how much she really cares and how passionate she is about him and his health and career. that’s really when he’s like, “damn. she does love me. and i really want to be with her forever.”

dom!eddie’s is definitely super simple and sweet, pretty early on too. they’re out listening to a band play somewhere, and she’s just all over him- very publically and unashamed. it’s not her usual scene but she goes for eddie. they’re both a little tipsy and he’s just absolutely love struck. feels like he wants to do everything and anything with her.

cowboy!eddie it would be the first time she came to one of his competitions. he told her not to come, didn’t want her to travel and move things around just for him, but she did anyways. didn’t tell him, just showed up and surprised him. it really meant a lot, and he’d tell her that much later, because normally he’d just say not to come bc no one ever showed up even if he asked. a defense mechanism for him really. so when she did it just meant the world to him and he wanted her to show up for everything for the rest of his life.

rockstar!eddie it was in nantucket. set after dark shadows when they take their trip to the summer house on the east coast. there was feelings there before with both of them, but they were still trying to fight them and hide them but this is where things change and they decide to try and date. but a specific moment would be during the fourth of july. there’s a firework show on the docks, eddie stands out from all the others clad in ralph lauren and linens and nb couldn’t love it more (such a stark contrast from the first meeting lol). it’s really mundane and something just flips and all eddies feelings come out and he’s just like ok i want to be with her.

janitor!eddie’s is really early on, really cutesy and simple. shortly after they start dating. his birthday, the first they celebrate together. she goes all out, gets steve’s help in planning a party at the hideout with all his friends. “even tried to reserve a room, munson. like we have a fuckin’ private room.” the owner cackled and told him. she got his favorite cake, even a gift, and he was so overwhelmed with affection and love and just was in love.

hockey!eddie it was pretty early on honestly. during the start of the season, their first together. he’s bummed because he’s out of town for halloween, his favorite holiday, and won’t get to celebrate. she flies out and surprises him, books a stay at a hotel for the holiday as a long weekend and the two go out. brings a costume (a special festive lingerie too for later) and they go out after eddie’s game to a bar that’s celebrating the holiday, they come back and spend the next day watching the halloween movie marathon on tv, splitting a bag of candy. just so casual and sweet, but eddie is head over heels.

modern!eddie, i mean he’s in love from the first moment lol but honestly, when she’s vulnerable with him. when she’s soft and shows a side of herself to him that feels so personal and special to see. he feels just overwhelmed and special to get to see it and is in love.

bouncer!eddie it’s so dumb but it’s true i’m sorry, and it’s the first time she lets him cum inside lmao. he’s been in love before but like she let him creampie her??? he’s never felt more connected and in love ever. genuinely. he’s so obsessed after that just infatuated.

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sugoi-and-spice · 1 year ago

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Commission for the AMAZINGLY patient @i-likebread . Thank you so much for such a fun idea and again, for your patience during my summer writing dry spell. ^_^

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader, Yuji Itadori x Reader

Summary: At the end of the day, curses were trophic beings. Sukuna? Of course, he was an apex predator. He knew how to wait, to watch, to be patient. To wait until his prey was in exactly the right position where victory, making the kill, was guaranteed. Enter: Yuji’s new little girlfriend. The ingénue. The prey.

Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI

CW: Dub-Con, Non-Con, Rape by Deception, Cuckholding, Rough Sex, Virginity Loss, Painful Virginity Loss, Manipulation, mentions of Ero-Guro

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Everyone had told Yuji Itadori that it was a bad idea. A very bad idea. After all, just dating as a Jujutsu Sorcerer at all came with its fair share of risks. Dating as a Jujutsu Sorcerer while sharing a body with the King of Curses? It should’ve rendered him completely celibate. But to go beyond that, to not only date, but to date a normal, powerless girl with absolutely no knowledge of the existence of Jujutsu society and curses?

Now that was downright stupid.

Those were Gojo’s words too! Satoru Gojo’s — the stupid idea savant! That had certainly gotten Yuji to second guess things. When he left to meet her for their first official date, he’d gone there with all the intentions of breaking things off. But then…

Well, there wasn’t any big revelation. She’d just been her. And he just couldn’t let her go. There were very few moments in his life these days that were able to be just sweet and simple. So any he could have, he knew that he had to cling to, and cling to tight. And moments spent with her? They made him feel like life would never be complicated again.

So six months later, here they were at the matsuri of a temple near her school. And boy, watching her knelt over the shateki stall, silly little tongue sticking out of her mouth as she concentrated so deeply on the balloon she was aiming at, could he not regret it any less. Especially not when she looked so damn cute in that yukata.

POP!

“I got it!” she jumped back from the carnival game with a squeal, accidentally knocking Yuji in the chest with the pellet gun.

“Oomf—!”

She gasped, “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” and rushed forward to check his chest, almost hitting him in the face this time, “Are you hurt?!”

He was able to anticipate it this time though, catching the muzzle of the rifle in his palm with a laugh, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Let’s just put this down, alright?”

She relinquished it immediately, bringing her hands to her face to try and cover her blush as she nodded frantically. The moment had finally caught up to her, the fact that she’d almost taken him out twice with the toy rifle and got completely in his face, touching his chest. And the cutest embarrassment came along with it.

That was one of the things he really liked about her. She was shy and soft-spoken, but that didn’t stop her from ever living or hiding her true feelings when push came to shove. Especially when they involved other people. She often got ahead of herself, feet moving before her brain, throwing manners out the window if it meant helping somebody in need, blurting out the silliest little nonsensicals to try to ease an awkward silence. But never failing to revert back to that shyness and feel embarrassed about it in a way that always brought a smile to his face.

“Your prize, Miss.”

They both turned back to the game-tender, and Yuji instantly froze when he saw the prize being handed to her.

A little yarn doll, just big enough to be a keychain, and it— holy shit, it looked like—

“Aww, look at him Yuji!” she beamed, holding the doll up next to his face, “It looks just like you!”

He could feel his heart freeze with dread, his stomach twisting.

“W-What are you talking about?! No it doesn’t! It’s got tattoos!”

“Yeah. And four arms,” she rolled her eyes, “But look! It’s got your hair and eyes and that mischievous little smirk,” she wiggled it closer to his cheek, “That’s all troublemaker. All Yuji Itadori.”

He swatted the little doll away from his face, growing more and more prickly the longer she held it so close to him, “Is not!”

She giggled, taking his whining as embarrassment over being teased rather than anything serious,and pulled the doll back to clutch into her own palms lovingly.

“And it’s cute…” she blushed a little as she whispered, “...just like you.”

Yuji softened at the sight.

He needed to take it easy. It’s not like she could know the history there, the thing it actually looked like — he’d made absolute sure that she hadn’t, after all.

But still, the question remained:

“What’s it supposed to be anyway?” he asked, “A mascot or something?”

He had to know, it was just uncanny how much it looked like Sukuna. And this temple didn’t have any ties to the Jujutsu world that he knew of. Not that he knew a lot. But he hadn’t seen any sorcerers or cursed energy residuals in the area. If anything, it was weird how few curses — even flyheads — were in this area, considering how old the temple was.

“I guess it’s the guardian spirit of this temple,” she answered.

Yuji’s eyes widened. No. No, there was no freaking way.

“This thing?” he pressed in disbelief, “But he— I mean it looks more like a demon than a guardian spirit.”

“That’s kind of the interesting thing!” she explained excitedly, “My homeroom teacher was telling us about it last week. I think the story goes, that in a war between spirits and humans, the peasants this temple served were constantly caught in the crossfire. That is, until a dedicated, benevolent demon came along and vowed to protect the temple even while the rest of the world burnt around it.”

She presented the doll to him, “This little guy is that demon.”

It was all Yuji could do to not roll his eyes at her. Okay. Now he knew it was just a coincidence. Because sure. Benevolent. That’s what Sukuna was.

What a bunch of crap.

Oi. Sukuna suddenly gruffed in his head. I’m plenty fucking benevolent.

Yuji went rigid. Sukuna didn’t talk to him often. And honestly, he preferred it that way. He could nap and plot and flit away the time however he did in his own soul, while Yuji enjoyed the life surrounding his. Rarely did he actually tune in and observe Yuji’s life unless there was a battle or an… opportunity at hand.

So the fact that he seemed to be paying attention now was more than a bit worrying.

What, you gonna tell me that the story is true or something? Yuji snapped right back at his squatter bodymate. That you actually protected a temple?

Could be.

Yuji’s breath hitched.

O-Oh yeah? he demanded, trying to not reveal his wavering confidence. And what was the catch? There’s no way you were some guardian out of the goodness of your heart.

He could practically hear Sukuna smirk inside his head and it unnerved him. Sukuna was privy to all kinds of information about curses and Jujutsu that Yuji learned at school, a lot of which even involved the King of Curses himself. Yet he hardly had anything to comment on then. So why was he so damn talkative about this story?

I protected the shrine… Never said shit about the people in it. And then that horrible, raucous laughter of Sukuna’s echoed in his head.

“Shut up!”

“Huh?”

Yuji snapped back to his girlfriend, who stared back at him with wide, confused eyes. Shit. He said that outloud, didn’t he?

“Sh-Shut up— no way they’ve got fluffy ice!” he tried to save, pointing past her to a nearby stall, “We gotta get some!”

She looked behind her, following his finger, and then laughed, relieved that it was something as simple as that rather than something she might have said, “I swear, all you ever think about is food, Yuji.”

“That’s not true… I think about you a lot.”

…is what Yuji would’ve said if he were smoother, more confident, and convinced that a line like that wouldn’t send her running for the hills. But of course, he wasn’t any of those things. So he just rubbed the back of his head with a sheepish laugh and nodded when she suggested they go get in line for some.

He wanted to just enjoy the night, to forget about curses and Jujutsu and most of all Sukuna — he practically dared the curse to make another fucking remark, to get all of his unwelcome commentary out now while he could. But the inside of his head had gone, thankfully, radio silent. So he made peace with the fact that Sukuna had gotten bored with all of this and had gone back into his own soul to sleep.

But no. Sukuna was not gone, nor bored. Far from it.

He was hungry.

Sukuna watched Yuji’s little girlfriend through his host’s eyes.

He’d excused himself to go use the restroom soon after they’d gotten their fluffy ice to split, and now he’d just stopped to watch her, sitting on a bench near the edge of the temple, the mouth of the forest, and enjoying her frozen treat with childish glee. The lovestruck fool was living in the moment, watching her with a heart full of warmth and just wanting to take it all in.

For Sukuna however, his stare was full of a hunger growing more and more ravenous with every second.

Of course she looked delicious at all times. In her school uniform (girl’s uniforms were one of the few innovations of this era he could fully get behind), in her gym clothes the times she and Yuji went jogging together. Even that little floral sundress number she’d worn on their last date had really gotten his motor going. She was just a gorgeous little thing, and exactly his type.

Sickeningly sweet and salaciously stupid.

But there was something about her right now, dolled up in a snow white yukata, walking under the warm glow of the traditional lanterns, down the path of a temple he once called home — she looked like she could have existed just like this, a thousand years ago. That she could’ve encountered him when he was at the height of his power, looking just like this.

It took everything in him not to utter “Extension” and tear her to pieces in front of every pair of prying eyes right here on this stone path.

But no. He had to control himself.

He had to plan his moves carefully, he couldn’t just cause havoc willy-nilly, not without raising an unignorable alarm for the Jujutsu Sorcerers to put Yuji Itadori and himself down like Old Yeller. No, now was not the time to rape and pillage and have his fun.

It didn’t mean he was happy about it, though.

Somehow, there was something even worse about not being able to have his way in this form then it had been when his soul was fractured for a thousand years. At least before he’d manifested, he was held back by the fact that it was impossible to do anything else — he literally couldn’t have physically let loose even if he wanted to. He was essentially stuck in purgatory.

But now, when he had the full ability to ravage but had to keep himself in check, with only himself and his self-preservation to answer to? God, it practically fucking burned. It wasn’t right. If he didn’t get some kind of outlet soon, he was going to go crazy.

It was like he was a dog, kept chained and locked up within the cage of his own skin. But that’s not what he was. He wasn’t a fucking housepet. He was a hunter, a predator.

And a damned good one at that.

There was a huge difference between other Curses and Sukuna. The sorcerers had decided to define this difference by grades. But Sukuna believed that the real explanation was much less academic, much more simple.

After all, just because a curse was “Special Grade” didn’t mean that it was worth a damn. It could have all the cursed energy in the world, but if it didn’t know how to properly hunt? It’d be lucky to last a century.

They were trophic beings at the end of the day.

Low-level Curses, like flyheads? They were, at best, Primary Consumers. If he were being blunt, most of them were Producers, barely above algae. They tended to draw in more Jujutsu Sorcerers than they were worth. Sitting fucking ducks.

That waste of space from the Juvenile Detention Center? A Secondary Consumer. He could pick off the herbivores that were humans. Injured zebras falling behind the herd like his host and the little girl with the hammer.

And the little patchwork punk? The one that dared to put his pathetic mitts on his soul twice? Sukuna would be generous and call him a Tertiary Consumer. He sure did give that Seven to Three Sorcerer and his host a run for their money.

But Sukuna, himself? Of course, he was an apex predator. He knew how to wait, to watch, to be patient. To wait until his prey was in exactly the right position where victory, making the kill, was guaranteed.

Enter: Yuji’s new little girlfriend. The ingénue.

The prey.

…

Okay, so maybe she was some low-hanging fruit, but it’s not like he could be too choosy. And boy was she ripe for the picking.

Besides, a top of the food chain hunter such as himself knew how to make some fun, a chase out of anything.

Yes, little Yuji Itadori should’ve listened to his teachers. Dating a non-sorcerer, bringing such a tempting piece of meat into his eyeline and waving it around so proudly was a very bad idea.

And Sukuna lived for bad ideas.

“Extension.”

She perked up as Yuji re-approached, “Hey—!” then paused, head cocking as she noticed something… different about him.

“What’s with the…?” she gestured over her face, indicating the black marks now running across his skin.

“They were doing some face-painting at one of the booths,” he answered simply, lowly, “Looks good, right?”

She flushed a bit at the timber of his voice, eyes dropping to the cup of fluffy ice in her hands. Even imitating Itadori, there was a huskiness, a darkness in Sukuna’s voice that couldn’t be masked. And it sent shivers straight up his prey’s lovely spine.

“Y-Yeah… Looks really good.”

He smirked. Trap set.

“Really good, huh?” he purred, sitting on the bench not only next to her, but with his legs pressing hard against hers.

Her cheeks flushed, giggling as he slid his arm behind her shoulders on the bench, and giddy embarrassment set her body afloat. She liked this, liked it a lot. She always wanted Yuji to sweet-talk and touch her like this, more than she really should honestly. But she was way too embarrassed to ever admit that herself. So this extra flirty mood he seemed to be in at the moment was sending her straight to Cloud 9.

“...Uh— Uh-huh. R-Really good.”

She hazarded a look at his face again, the intensity, the uninhibited desire burning like coal in those lazy-lidded eyes sending an all new feeling of excitement through her body. One she’d been denying for a while.

With a squeak, she looked back forward, jutting the cup of fluffy ice over in his general direction, “D-Do you want some more?!”

He barely paid the measly little treat any mind, far more invested in the delicacy so pretty and wrapped up in an obi for him.

“Yeah, why not.”

She turned towards him, eyes focussing on his tight chest rather than his sinful eyes, so that she could pick up the spoon and feed him. But before she could even touch the utensil, he reached past it, towards her, and caught a little drip of sweet syrup at the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

Her breath hitched, loud and embarrassingly. But this only seemed to spur him on. He brushed it slowly along the length of her lower lip, pressing it in ever so slightly when he got to the center, kissing the pad of his thumb to her teeth. He could feel everything about her through this, the way her throat bobbed anxiously, the shuttering breath against his skin, the way her tongue sank forward instinctually to meet him.

She couldn’t help it, the hypnotic lull that it pulled her into. Her eyes started to shutter closed, but in doing so she noticed something.

His nails.

Sukuna clocked this almost simultaneously, whipping his hand back before she completely lost her stupor and bringing the thumb to his own lips, nails hidden from sight. He made a show of licking the residuals of sweetness off of it, eyes boring straight into hers.

“Tastes even better this way,” he purred.

She flushed and turned away quickly and completely, her back to him, beyond embarrassed, “Y-Yuji—!”

“What?”

“That’s so embarrassing,” she squeaked.

“What do you mean?” he husked, leaning in from above her, pressing impossibly closer into her back, “What’s so embarrassing about loving the way you taste?”

Sukuna could feel her cheeks heat up as he slotted his nose into her shoulder, “In fact…”

He pressed his mouth, motionless, into the nape of her neck. He breathed into it, doing everything in his power to get a whisper of a taste of that skin, without devouring her whole.

“I’d love to taste more.”

He ran his hands down her arms, nails catching on every goosebump. They were going slow, teasing, but they weren’t stopping. No, they were not stopping their descent. Not until they got to—

“Y-Yuji,” she gasped out an embarrassed laugh as his hands slipped down to cover her own over the cup, sticky and cold from the fluffy ice dripping forgotten over them, “Come on, there are people around…”

“And?” Sukuna’s fingers weaved with her own squeezing tight, his hips slanting flush against her ass, “If there weren’t people around?”

She tilted her head back, startled by how close his lips were to hers when she did so. Startled, but not scared off. No. Intoxicated. Caught in the center of the spider’s web.

Trapped. Right where he wanted her.

Sukuna’s smirk widened and he caught her lips, all pretense gone. He was going in for the kill.

There was a reason why she was easy prey, and it wasn’t just because she was meek and malleable, easy for Sukuna to overwhelm even without powers.

It was because she wanted this from Yuji, had wanted it for a while, actually. If he didn’t know from all the needing looks and batting lashes she’d sent his way over the last six months — a virgin whore if he’d ever seen one — it was more than obvious now. The way she grinded against him, gasped excitedly as he shoved her against a tree, back arching as he turned the top of her yukata into a belt, exposing her bare chest to his rough, relentless palms.

He was brought back to the other fucks he’d had under this very tree, when he’d been able to dig his claws into the flesh of shrine maidens until he felt bone. Or that village girl whose spine he’d snapped in half as he came.

This wasn’t nearly as physically exhilarating as those times, but there was something oddly even more exciting about it on a sentimental level. Of course, it was his first fuck in over a millennia, and a virgin at that (his fucking favorite), but she was Yuji’s too.

Yuji’s girlfriend, Yuji’s love, Yuji’s prize to be won — and he’d stolen her right under the brat’s nose. The only thing that would make it better would be if Yuji could actually see it right now.

He could let that go for now though, especially considering how pliant and eager she was, the way she held back her yelps and locked down any complaints as they slipped down to the cold, crackly ground, her bare back grinding hard into the bark. He knew that it hurt her, he could smell the blood and feel the way her breath hitched in his mouth, and yet miraculously, she didn’t say a word. She wanted this to happen, she wanted to make him happy. And she was too shy to voice anything that might result in otherwise.

“You ready?” he purred, already shoving his pants down to his knees and giving himself a few preparatory pumps, regardless of her answer.

She gulped, and nodded hurriedly.

As soon as he moved her panties to the side and rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance exploratorily, Sukuna knew she was lying. Her body was clearly not quite there. She was plenty wet, sure, but she was still tense from the nerves, and shallow from the lack of prep.

That was fine though. Actually, it was great. That added ring of resistance? That’s what made virgins and victims the absolute perfect prey, that’s what made them intoxicating.

He couldn’t have held back if he wanted to.

Without any other warning, he slammed his hips forward, fucking her fully.

She cried out with a volume that was clearly not all from joy. She was hurt. And he almost came on the spot at the sound.

“Are you okay?” he asked, just to keep in character. He didn’t care either way.

“Mm—! Mm-hmm!” she nodded frantically, tears clear in her eyes and hesitant to open her mouth, lest she reveal the actual pain she was in.

Oh, a little tough girl, huh? He could fucking fall in love.

Sukuna kept a serious face, but inside he was splitting in two, smiling.

“You sure? Do you want me to stop?” he insisted. It’s not like he would, even if she wanted to. But the idea of her powering through the pain, begging him to keep going even as he broke her? It was just too good to pass up.

“Y-Yes,” she yelped out in such a sweet, strained voice, “P-Please, keep going Yuji!”

He reached forward, running a hand through her hair, that once perfect little updo now frazzled and ruined with leaves and dirt, “I’ll be gentle, okay?”

She sniffled and put on a brave, quivering smile, nodding. He dragged out of her to the tip, slowly, expertly, pulling from her the first little gasp of pleasure.

Then he bottomed out inside her.

She cried out loudly, nails clinging into his back with vicelock strength as he fucked her, truly fucked her. She tried to make those cries sound pleasured, like moans. But she couldn’t hide the screams they truly were. She pulled him closer so that she could try and muffle them into his shoulder.

But that wouldn’t do. No, that would not fucking do.

The hand in her hair tightened, pulling her head back harshly so that she had nowhere to direct her noise but into the night sky as he pounded into her. She bit her lip, trying to keep them at bay.

“Fuck, it feels so good,” he groaned, genuinely, “What about you, baby? Do you feel good?”

She tried to just get away with nodding and whining.

“Tell me baby,” he pressed, “Tell me it feels good.”

“I-It… It feels good!” she finally cried out, desperate for him to stop, “Y-Yuji, it feels so good!”

He pressed his lips into her cheek, almost cumming on the spot as the streams of tears down her skin touched his tongue.

“I love you so much,” he growled shamelessly.

She smiled a face-splitting smile, eyes wide and puffy, and body completely open and raw, as she tried to love away the pain.

“M-Me too!” she almost gagged, “I love you too!!”

In this life, the previous, or even the next, Sukuna was sure he’d never cum as hard as he did when he saw that face.

Yuji stared down at her in absolute horror. What had he done? No, what had he done?!

His girlfriend, that pure, perfect girl, the one true light of his life, was laid out beneath him, a complete mess. Covered in dirt, hickeys, and a sheen of her own sweat and tears.

Raped.

Her bare chest rose and fell heavily (he could be thankful for that at least), and her cheek rested against the twisting roots of the tree they were under as she tried to catch her breath.

No.

No, no, no, no, no—

Her eyes blinked open as she felt a splash against her flesh, pulling her from her post-sex daze. She turned to look up at Yuji, instantly shocked to see him hunched over her and sobbing uncontrollably.

“Yuji?” she gasped, “Yuji what’s wrong?”

“I… I-I just—” he choked, trying desperately not to throw up. His fingers ran shakily across the divots in her skin, the scratches and bitemarks, “Are you o-okay?”

She followed his stroking hands to her marred shoulders and whipped back to him with a gasp.

“Ohhh, sweetie no— don’t worry about those! I’m fine!”

“A-Are you sure?” he rasped.

“Of course!” she pulled him down into a tight embrace, “I loved it, Yuji.”

Those words stabbed him harder and hotter than anything else she could’ve said. Made it all so much worse.

“I absolutely loved it.”

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crimsonhydrangeavn · 3 months ago

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(For those wondering, Rita's Birthday is actually September 19th. )

Ironically enough, the reason why I wasn't able to post something on her birthday was because I was swamped with work thanks to an unrealistic deadline.

But hey, better late than never right?

As an apology to Rita and to you all, I wrote a "little" birthday story detailing how her "Birthday Cookies" came to be!

It was almost two weeks before the date when you found out Rita's birthday was coming up.

It was purely unintentional. You see, you spotted her open planner when she asked you to grab something off of her desk. Most of the days on her calendar had a note or two written in black text, however September 19th was the only exception. She had used a cute little birthday sticker that, you presumed, came with the planner.

At the time you made a mental note of it before fetching her the document she requested and getting back to work. However, that was the moment you knew you wanted to do something special for her. Like you, she had recently moved to the island and had really only focused on getting the bookstore up and running before getting consumed with work. From what you had seen she hadn't really socialized much outside of work, so the chances of her actually having birthday plans were slim.

However you intended to fix that! After all, she was the best boss you had ever had. She was kind, patient, hardworking, responsible, understanding, and made it a point to check in on how you were doing often. It was hard NOT to want to do something special for her given just how much you appreciated her.

During the following two weeks you made it your mission to learn as much as possible about her preferences. You didn't want to outright ask her, otherwise it would be too obvious. So, you would make sure to subtly bring it up with customers whenever Rita was within earshot so she would, hopefully, join in on the conversation, or you would be able to naturally follow up on the topic later that day.

Admittedly it was a pretty round about way of collecting information, but you really wanted to make sure your plans were a complete and total surprise

You also invited her out to the local bakery one day during lunch when she seemed to have a particularly rough day dealing with a bunch of annoying teenagers. It was then and there you had learned that she actually hated cake.

Marcelo, who was in ear shot when she made the comment, couldn't help himself and asked why. According to her, she was never a fan of the "cakey" texture and she HATED frosting. Marcelo couldn't hide his surprise and began listing a variety of cakes, most of which you had never even heard from before. However Rita had not only tried all of them, but disliked each and every one.

Poor Marcelo had to return to work defeated while Rita and yourself remained seated sipping on your respective drinks.

" If not cakes, cupcakes, or pastries, then what kind of sweets do you like?" You questioned, praying that she would give you something, anything, to work with.

She took a sip of her black coffee as she considered your question. After a few beats she finally answered.

" Chocolate chip cookies."

" Really?" You questioned, surprised by the simplicity.

" I know, I know, It's a pretty basic answer... but I can't help it. It's always been a bit of a comfort food for me. Nothing beats a warm freshly baked chocolate chip cookie. " She paused for a moment before continuing, a soft wistful expression on her face.

"Growing up my grandma would make them for us on Sundays and... Well, it was the highlight of my week." She answered with a warm smile as she glanced down at her coffee.

" I mean, I can't really blame you. After all chocolate chips cookies are a classic for a reason." You commented with a smile, only to earn a gentle and affectionate look from the woman before you.

Fast forward a week later and you and a handful of coworkers quietly arrived at work nearly an hour early. Thankfully you had a key to the back door and was able to slip in without much effort. You all spent the next hour quietly decorating the break room without alerting Rita of your presence.

So when she finally descended the stairs an hour later, she was surprised to find you all standing in the dimly lit break room shouting " HAPPY BIRTHDAY RITA!"

She nearly fell down the stairs in shock as she stared at all of you wide eyed.

" W-what on earth...?"

It was then you stepped forward with a wide grin, pleased that your birthday surprise for Rita had been a success.

Well, at least the surprise part was anyway.

" It's your birthday isn't it? We wanted to do something to celebrate! Now why don't you sit down? We have a few surprises up our sleeves." You said with a smile as you grabbed her arm and gently led her over to the couch to sit down.

It was then all of your coworkers presented their gifts and cards to her, thanking her for being such a great boss and how they'll miss her once they returned home for the winter. Fortunately Rita had recovered from the shock by then and politely thanked them all, chuckling along and having a wonderful time.

Once everyone else had given her their gifts, you were up to bat.

" There's one more surprise, so make sure to close your eyes okay?" You said with a smile.

Rita raised a brow before doing as she was told, a playful smirk on her lips. " Oh? What's next? A piñata?" She teased gaining a few chuckles out of your coworkers.

You slipped into her office where you had hidden away a plate of freshly baked cookies you had made earlier that morning. You popped them into the microwave one of your coworkers had relocated to Rita's office right before you started decorating.

Once they were rewarmed, you placed a little candle in the center cookie, thankful that the warm temperature allowed it to stick.

Once they were ready you finally headed out to Rita, carrying the plate of cookies. Placing the plate on the coffee table in front of her you told her to open her eyes before singing happy birthday as your coworkers joined in.

When Rita's eyes finally opened she was surprised by the lack of cake, only for her features to soften considerably once she realized why you of all people had given her cookies instead of a cake. Your coworkers had initially teased you for your choice, however after seeing her tearful and grateful reaction, it was clear that you had made the right decision.

The rest of the gathering went smoothly and despite it all, you all were still able to open up on time. Then most of your coworkers ended up leaving once the festivities were over since it was technically their days off.

It wasn't until nearly everyone had cleared out or gone to the front that Rita finally approached you.

" You know Y/N... I've never gotten birthday cookies instead of cake before." She commented playfully as her eyes shined with affection and mirth as she looked over at you.

" I know I know, an unconventional decision... You have no idea how much everyone roasted me once they realized what I brought instead of a cake." You chuckled remembering their reactions.

"but... I wanted to make sure the birthday girl enjoyed her birthday treat." You met her gentle gaze, a small knowing on your lips.

"Well, I'd say she more than just enjoyed it. Thanks Y/N. This is one of the best birthdays I've had in a really long time." And with that, she wrapped her arms around you in an incredibly warm and thankful embrace.

#yandere #yandere visual novel #original character #yandere vn #male yandere #ask #crimson hydrangea #visual novel #crimson hydrangea vn #yanderes #rita miller #birthday #birthday cookies

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spiceofvy · 1 year ago

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Hi! Can I please request relationship headcanons for BTS members with a non celebrity, female reader? Thank you ❤️

BTS - Dating a non celebrity

a/n: omg this is my first time writing about the vocal line, so i'm kinda nervous right now, but also i really like how this turned out, so i hope you enjoy it too! also i'm super sorry but i totally forgot that you asked for a fem!reader. the headcanons honestly wouldn't have been any different except for me using gendered language anyway. so i hope you still like it!

cws: sfw, gender neutral reader, fluff, nothing to note here tbh, except for one (1) slightly sexual line (hoseok ofc)

Seokjin: No matter how many prizes he wins, how much the newspapers praise him, at the end of the day the only compliments that matter to him are those coming from you. He wants to hear how much you love his voice, how good he looked, how amazed you were by his performance. He's only satisfied with his work when you declare how utterly and irrevocably in love you are with him. But don't worry, he will return all this love whenever he can, calling you the cutest nicknames, cooking for you whenever you want and believe me when I tell you that this man will show you off to everyone. He wants everyone to know how amazing you are and that you are his to love.

Hoseok: Hoseok sees his main goal in being your boyfriend and an idol in being able to spoil you rotten. Shirts from his favorite designers, tailored jeans to make sure that you legs always look perfect, the most expensive shoes you've ever worn. What's the point in being rich if he doesn't spend the money on you? And you really can't get him to stop, even if you make more money than him. He will still feel the need to spoil you. And of course drown you in compliments. Tracing his hands over your body as you try on some tight clothes, making sure they highlight all his favorite parts of you. Just to rip those clothes off of you at home later.

Yoongi: I know it's a cliche, but he writes love songs about you. And sad songs when he misses you on tour. And happy songs when he sees you sleep on the couch on the studio, feeling completely at peace with him. He just writes a lot of songs about you. You are his inspiration and his muse. Many of those songs never get released, they stay between the two of you, shared during emotional moments, followed by soft talking and sweet kisses. You are also Holly's co-parent. And in almost every photo Yoongi has in his Holly-Journal. He doesn't mind keeping you away from the public, unless it's about the basketball games he gets invited to, especially if you also love the game. He is pretty sad about not being able to also share this passion of his with you.

Namjoon: He is obsessed with your normal day to day life. Which he honestly misses a lot. Please tell him about your run to the grocery store, how overrun the subway was, the cute dog you saw today. He loves to hear about it all and will never get tired of hearing you talk about your day. He sometimes just wants to take you on walks through the city, but due to his popularity it's really hard. So he just schedules those walks to the night, when it's raining and the streets are empty. He also low key posts you on his insta. He is the king of soft launching. There are your shoes in the background, two bowls of food on the table, a sweater he's never seen wearing before on the couch, a shadow in the mirror in the background. It's his favorite little game, how well he can hide you in open sight.

Jimin: You are his number one tripod for his content. He 100 percent trusts you vision when it comes to filming his dance videos or taking his photos. Even if you have no former experience in those areas. He also takes you everywhere! This man is absolutely shameless in taking you to work with him. He doesn't even care if his explanations, why he needs you at set with him all the time are not making sense. He introduced you at one photoshoot first as his personal assistant in addition to his actual assistant, later as his translator the shooting was in korea so no need for a translator and his emotional support human okay this was probably a joke on his side. No one ever dares to object anyways. Including those times when he uses his times with highly ranked stylists to get you set up with some pretty new clothes instead of preparing for his upcoming comeback.

Taehyung: He is in desperate need for a calm spot of comfort in his life and you are that to him. Far away from all the hectic that comes with being an Idol you are his home and the place where he can 100 percent be himself. After a long day he loves nothing more than to fall onto the couch next to you and hug you tightly until he falls asleep. As you talk about your day, petting his soft hair. When he can't come home to you, he calls you in the evening when he is in bed at some hotel on the other side of the world. Just needing to hear your voice to finally calm his mind. Additionally Yeontan loves you almost as much as he loves Tae so you are the perfect dog sitter, and yes this includes managing the scheduled facetimes between the two of them when Tae is on tour.

Jungkook: Please note that he will kick you out of whatever room he wants to stream in, when he streams. Your shared apartment? No it's his personal filming studio and you live in it. I hope you are good at turning off cameras without being visible on them, because that is your job whenever he falls asleep on the camera. But all jokes aside he is always so excited to come to you after streams, asking if you watched it. You didn't need to, because you could hear him in the next room over, but just say yes, because he loooves you validation. "Did you like that photoshoot I did? What do you think about my dancing in that tiktok? Did I sound good during that performances?" It's almost as bad as Jin but Jungkook pairs it with his huge pretty puppy eyes, tearing into your soul. Also, he will tease you with his song lyrics, especially the spicy ones. Just to get really flustered by your answer afterwards.

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pastlivesxpastlie · 5 months ago

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NSFW Alphabet

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Sub!Vessel Version

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afab!reader

a/n: I have a multiverse of head cannons for Vessel. I’ll probably use this format for ✨fleshing things out✨This feels like the smuttiest thing I’ve done on here. Idk. Enjoy!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aftercare with Subby Vessel can go either way. Sometimes he’s the one taking care of you. He’ll do whatever you need—hold you, get you a snack, give you space. But the praise will be constant. He’ll thank you for whatever you did to/with him, tell you how incredible you were. He’s just happy to be here 🥺 If you’re taking care of him he’s gone nonverbal and just giggles and hums happily as you play with his hair.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Vessel’s really really proud of his whole-ass torso. Honestly. Just look at the difference between the 2018 Download Festival and the TOG tour. Baby boy has 👏🏻 PUT 👏🏻 IN 👏🏻 THE 👏🏻 WORK! He’s loves when you rub your fingers down the ridges of his muscles but he REALLY loves it when you use your mouth (argue with the wall, he loves having his nipples played with).

His favorite part of YOUR body is any nook he can find. The crook of your neck is perfect for kissing, sucking, biting, breathing you in. The valley between your breasts is soft and yummy and good for nibbles. Oh…and the spot between your legs 🤭

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Subby Vessel loves cumming inside you (it’s nice and safe in there!) but he also loves when you make him watch himself cum. He’ll cum in your mouth but you rest the tip juuust on your tongue and keep your mouth wide open. If you’re giving him a handjob you tell him to watch as he cums on his pretty tummy. Then you tell him what a mess he is🥺

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s been trying to figure out how to talk to you about light pet play 🤭🐶 he just wants you to call him “puppy” and “good boy” and be spoiled like a lil animal.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

In general, he knows EXACTLY what he’s doing. The quantity of partners is irrelevant because the quality is AMAZING. But in terms of being subby, that’s a little new to him! Sometimes he gets a little shy when going into his subspace and it’s hard for him to relax and get going.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Intercourse: missionary. He wants to see how you react and he feels so good and encouraged when you hold his neck and call him a good boy! Close second is seated cowgirl. He loves to hold you close and hide in your chest as he whines and moans.

Handjob: he either likes to be the little spoon or a get a reach around while he sits or lays between your legs

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He doesn’t mean to be goofy but sometimes he’s just so darn cute when he gets flustered from you playing with him. It’s hard not to share a giggle.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

We all know now that he has a cute lil happy trail, but in my hc it leads down to a nicely trimmed patch. He uses a guard on his trimmer to keep some length. You begged him to keep the happy trail, and he agreed the second you dropped to your knees and licked up its length.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is SO happy to be with you like this. He feels really vulnerable being subby but he trusts you so much. Sometimes you two break the (already loose) dynamic just to kiss and whisper sweet nothings

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he’s not with you (like if you’re at work) he’ll get himself off and text you all about it. Sometimes he’ll text you the aftermath and ask if he did good 🥺 (I actually dreamt that. I’m serious. It was glorious)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He wants to try pet play but nothing too degrading or humiliating. Just something fun and brainless! He loves to be praised but also loves to be teased! He thinks your light degradation and condescension is really sexy. Other than that he just likes to be in his subby space and be your boy toy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He won’t actually fuck you in public but he’ll kiss and covertly grope you or rub up against you. His favorite spots are the bed and the couch in his home office because they comfy and easy to maneuver on.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Vessel is motivated by you two getting to turn off your brains for a bit and just indulge. He loves it when you lightly scratch his scalp…that alone gives him a semi🥺

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t want either of you to receive pain or injuries beyond hickeys and soreness. He also doesn’t want to wear any fetish gear. He also never ever wants someone else to join 😡

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Blow jobs: he likes to either stand or lay so you can get a good look at him before you start. Maybe you’ll even compliment him 🥺 when he’s good he gets to hold the back of your head and face fuck you until you make him stop

Pussy eating: he’ll be the first to admit that he doesn’t really have a method to his madness but my god he’ll make you see stars. He moves around a lot to make sure he’s all up in your business and that you’re enjoying it. Those long fingers are up in you before you know it while he licks you. Oh and those eyes when you look down to watch them 😫

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He wants you to set the pace. He likes it when you take your time together but he secretly lives for when you tell him to just let loose. He’s rough and frantic but he’s able to edge himself so it doesn’t end too soon. He’s loves to get permission to be a scrappy, naughty little guy and pound into you like it’s going out of style.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

When he’s feeling subby he doesn’t want it to end quickly at all! He wants to luxuriate in it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He isn’t risk adverse by any means but as I said earlier, he doesn’t want either of you to feel hurt or totally dehumanized. He’s willing to try new things if that’s only a little part of the session at the beginning. Then he expects to be cooed over with all his favorite things (read: eating you out and hearing what a pretty boy he is)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go 2-3 times on a good day. He loves to lay back and let you make him cum as much as you want him to and where you want him to. Sometimes you’ll go three times without him even leaving your pussy. It’s so fun to sit in his lap, cock warming him, and watching his face as he tries to relax from the overstimulation but then wince because you’re tightening around him (for fun).

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has no need for toys on himself but he LOVES to watch you use yours. He isn’t threatened at all by how it fucks you or sucks your clit— it’s just the best free, ethical porn on the planet.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Subby Ves doesn’t tease, he just likes to be a brat sometimes by playing coy when he wants something. He’s blush and hide a little in the pillows. What a sweet little dummy 🖤🤭

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

CEO of whimpering and whiny moaning. That’s all.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

There’s plenty of signs pointing toward this man having an oral fixation of some sort but he loves to bite and suck. Even just your arm or thighs he’s giving you little chomps. It actually makes you feel subby sometimes and be his chew toy.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I am NOT in the Prince Albert camp at all. What I do believe is that it’s LONG and uncut.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

You two have sex often but he isn’t always subby during. When he wants to be subby, he is sooooo horny. Like pathetically rubbing against you and whining in your neck saying “pleeeaaassseee”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Being subby actually gives Vessel the zoomies. After he freshens up he usually spends a few hours playing something on XBox or PC, having a little snack, and info dumping about something as you rot on the couch and recover.

#sleep token fanfic #sleep token vessel #sleep token fanfiction #vessel smut #vessel x you #vessel x reader smut #n$fw alphabet #vessel fanfiction #sleep token smut #subby vessel #wolfie's scribbles

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crusty-chronicles · 6 months ago

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May I please request headcanons for Yusuke, Kurama, Hiei, and Jin walking in on their introverted, quiet female S/O singing and dancing to one of her favorite songs?

Yu Yu Hakusho Men Reacting To Their S/O Singing

Yusuke 💥

Out of all the men here, he's the one most likely to tease you for it.

He doesn't do it with any ill intent, he just thinks it's cute to see you so in your element.

Relaxed and out of your shell.

Singing to who knows what while swaying your body to the beat.

It has a boyish grin breaking out across his face.

Before he knows it, he's calling out to you.

“I didn't know I was dating a little rockstar.”

You jump and the sound of his voice. Scrambling to turn around and seeing his grin widden at your embarrassment.

“How long were you standing there!?!” You questioned.

“Long enough to know you've got a pretty voice.”

You could feel your face burn at his words. His playful expression not helping calm your nerves.

You tried to walk past him, not wanting to be humiliated any further. And when he gently grabbed your wrist, you went to swat at him.

“Hey don't be mean!” he whined.

“I'm not being mean! Do you know how embarrassing it is to have someone walk in on you?”

His eyes softened at your words. Cupping your face and guiding your eyes to his.

“Why don't you keep singing, and I'll dance with you.” His other hand rested on your waist, pulling you a little closer.

“C'mon, let me hear more of you,” he urged.

��Not happening.” You tried to stand strong

But when he placed his forehead on yours and softly said-

“Not even if I say pretty please?”

You knew you were a goner.

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Kurama 🦊

He's very sweet about it.

He'd heard you from the moment he entered your shared home.

Listening as the softness from your voice carried through the air.

He allows himself a moment to just bask in your voice before alerting you to his presence.

Making sure his footsteps were loud enough for you to hear when he reached you.

Little by little your voice had died down.

You looked everywhere but him when he greeted you.

Trying to appear like you hadn't been doing anything before he arrived.

But you had a feeling he'd heard you. A knowing look he could never quite hide from you.

Then there was the fact that the next day there was an album left on your bed. The same one the song you'd been singing the day prior was featured on.

You've had your suspicions for a while. Mentally psyching yourself up to ask him.

No doubt you'd be flustered beyond belief if he said yes, but a part of you still wanted to know.

“Have you ever heard me singing before?” You asked during dinner one night.

His response came immediately.

“Not once.”

You could tell it was more to save you from embarrassment than outright denying it. A part of you extremely grateful for his thoughtfulness.

Even if he was telling the truth, you knew he'd never like fun at you for singing.

He'd most likely do whatever he could to make you feel more comfortable.

“Would you like to?” You offered.

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Hiei ⚔️

You wouldn't even know he'd walked in on you.

Oblivious to the way he stood right beside the door frame observing you.

Hearing the sweet notes of your voice while you swayed. Your eyes closed in content.

He was gone by the time you opened them. You were none the wiser that your partner had returned.

Hiei figured he'd come back later.

When you were less occupied.

He didn't want to risk you getting flustered, knowing you wouldn't be able to look him in the eye for weeks. He was stunted when it came to reassuring you. Not really knowing what to say to calm you down.

He'd rather avoid that situation entirely.

Giving you your privacy pays off for him.

You become more comfortable with the relationship.

Every now and then letting a small tune slip while in his presence. Unaware you were even doing so.

He won't point it out or address it.

But he'll always notice it

Singing your human songs that you manage to put a nice spin on

And in rare instances, he'll hear you humming softly to him while his head is in your lap.

On the cusp of falling asleep while your voice lulls him.

It's something you do intentionally. Thinking he can't hear you in this state.

He can.

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Jin 🌪️

It's actually extremely rare he's able to catch you off guard.

Jin’s a loud demon by nature. Usually announcing his presence when he visits you.

If you were singing before he came in, you're deathly silent when he approaches you.

Your face always flushed with embarrassment while he beams at you.

Picking you up and swinging you around before giving you a kiss

But there are times when he'll get home before you. Choosing to lounge about in your room until you get back.

It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep.

So imagine his shock at waking up to your voice.

It's muffled and quiet from beyond the door, but the melody is still there.

His ears twitching at the sound until he fully processes what's happening.

You're singing.

He doesn't think he's ever heard such a sweet sound before.

It has him practically gliding towards you. Surprising you when he hugged you from behind.

Hiding his face in your neck while he spoke.

“I didn't realize I snatched me an enchantress. You've been holding out on me.”

You gave a squeal, trying your best to cover your face out of sheer embarrassment.

“I didn't know you were here. I'll just…be quiet now.” You mumbled out.

“C’mon. Dontcha be shy now.” He pleaded, uncovering your face from your hands and cooing at your flustered state.

“How about I start ya off?” He offered before mimicking the tune you were singing previously.

Except it was horribly off key, causing you to start laughing.

It was the final push you needed before giving in.

“Okay, okay. You're a goof, you know?”

“But I'm yours all the same.”

#yu yu hakusho #yu yu hakusho x reader #yyh #yyh x reader #kurama yu yu hakusho #hiei yu yu hakusho #jin yu yu hakusho #yu yu hakusho yusuke #kurama x reader #hiei x reader #jin x reader #yusuke x reader #yusuke urameshi x reader #hiei jaganshi #yyh jin #shuichi minamino

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sakuralovespossums · 6 months ago

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Human master shake x fem reader headcanons cuz why not

This might be my most cringe post yet. DO NOT READ THIS!!!

How it started/general HCs

Prbly met on the streets or at a grocery store. You found his awful flirting funny and kinda cute

You better have a TON of patience if your gonna be with him

Your relationship isn’t the healthiest (what did you expect? It’s shake) but it’s stable enough

Arguments are so common that’s it’s pretty much part of how you communicate with his stubborn ass. He knows not to push it too far tho out of fear of your wrath

I can see him French kissing you while you’re yelling at him to make you shut up. Sometimes it works. Most times he gets his ass beaten

Will randomly call you to either brag about himself, demand ask when you’ll make him food, or ask for nudes. Doesn’t care how late it is or how busy you are

Total tsundere

Has the nerve to act annoyed when you try to cuddle/kiss him, yet act all jealous when he sees you talking to anyone who isn’t him

Brushes off any PDA to maintain his “image” but will return it if he’s feeling really needy or wants to show you off to everyone

Acts all pathetic and soft when you guys are alone, begging for forgiveness

He’s such an ass. But also so pathetically adorable. He’s your adorably pathetic ass of a boyfriend

You used to worry about him whenever he’d show up looking bloodied and beaten up from whatever dangerous shit he got into because of his stupid ego. Now your just used to it

Meatwad really likes you and you see him as a younger brother much to shake’s jealousy

You and frylock also get along well. At first he thought you were brainwashed or held captive by shake before realizing you genuinely like him. He still worries over you and scolds shake about being a better bf

Shake especially hates it when your near Carl cuz he’s always trying to hit on you

When you met Ezekiel, he quickly saw you as his mommy and kept taking your attention away from shake, making him hate the kid even more

He is such a huge perv

NSFW HCs

Like this guy is so handsy that it’s annoying

Will smack or grope your ass whenever he can

Pulls your bra straps or panties to see them snap and make your tits or ass jiggle

I can see him fondling your tits like a stress ball without even noticing

Will stuff his face in between them to “hide” from frylock when he’s in trouble

Destroys all your sex toys because why the hell would you still use them when you have him?!

“Shake, have you seen my rose toy?”

*Sees him burning it and your other toys with a flame thrower*

Sex with shake was messy at first since you had to teach him how to actually pleasure a woman and that it’s not just about him getting off

Gets off on hearing you praise him

He tops whenever he’s feeling jealous or extra needy for attention (so quiet often)

Becomes super cuddly and kissy kissy during after-care, kissing your fresh hickies while fondling you

He denies ever acting that way later when you bring it up

A good way to grab his full attention is to mention a blow job

He rarely bothers to shave (eww)

Theres def been moments where frylock walked in while you two were doing it

Both you and frylock were embarrassed while shake was just annoyed

Forgets to wear a condom often

Good thing you take birth control

When your on your period

Shake def acts like a middle school boy hearing about periods for the first time

Avoids you like the plague cuz he doesn’t wanna deal with you when your being way moodier than normal

Unless it includes making you extra affectionate. He will gladly accept your kisses, cuddles, and sweet words with a goofy grin

Brings home the wrong pills when you tell him to go by cramp pills

I can see him staring and poking at you as you’re curled up on his lap. You fight the urge to strangle him as another cramp hits you

After being together for a while, he gets somewhat used to it and just lets you lean on him as he watches TV

Living together

Hope you know what your getting yourself into once you let shake live with you

It will never be peaceful again

He will leave your place a total mess

You get complaints from your neighbors/landlord about the heavy metal blasting from your house/apartment room all the time

Better store up on a lot of food cuz he will ransack your whole fridge

Makes up for it by cooking you meals in his pink apron (it’s canon he can cook)

Takes up almost your entire bed. It’s fine since his fat gut is already your own mattress

You wonder how you haven’t gone deaf from his loud ass snoring

You wake up trapped in his arms as he clings onto you, nibbling on your shoulder. You elbow him sharply when he drools on you

You like to wear one of his shirts when going out. It’s a lot bigger on you, so you tuck it in

Going out on dates or running errands with him is an……interesting experience

Everyone still wonders how the hell he managed to pull you

#aqua teen hunger force #athf master shake #master shake #human master shake #master shake x reader #why did I waste a whole hour writing this

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solar4seekstron · 5 days ago

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(Requested) TFRescueBots!Hightide x Cybertronian!Femme!Reader: Cute Sparkling

Content: SFW

TW/Tags: Just fluff and wholesome moments, Heatwave is an uncle, cute sparkling moments, Hightide is so nervous around reader, Sweet purposal.

You were just visiting. Being a part of the Prime team for a good while. Being well aware of the rescue bots and all. You were also around the same height as Optimus,

being a pretty big bot yourself.

One day you and wheeljack had a sort of fling at one point but he wasn’t really up to becoming a sire.

And boy did he get scolding by Arcee and even Bulkhead.

Then again it was just a fling. So you couldn’t be too made at him. You didn't plan to be with sparkling either.

And so because it probably is a lot safer.

You left to stay for a while to see if it be a safe place for you and your sparkling. Naming her Arc after your best friend. That really help build up Arcees ego but she wouldn’t admit it.

And so you visited a couple days before Heatwave would take Francine, her father, Cody and his older brother to the waters. Blades being so excited to meet a sparkling after it being so long.

Boulder excited to have an excuse to read his favorite book with/to someone. Chase trying to hold back from singing.

And Heatwave- well he was pretty chill. You both have met before and he always saw you as a younger sister.

Despite the size difference-

So when he found out Wheeljack was the sire but didn’t wish anything for it. He wasn’t…happy. Only calming down when you let him hold little Arc. She did mostly look like you.

And because you and wheeljack both use swords. It’s pretty easy to know she’ll use swords too one day.

He was smitten. Her large yellow optics staring up at him as she cooed. She was only a few weeks old. He instantly melted as he stared down at her with bight optics.

You even got the whole next day to yourself since the other grown bots wanted to spend time with the new member of the family.

Even the humans curious of the little sparkling as she took in the attention.

When the day came when Heatwave left with the humans. You stayed watching some human drama romance series as your sparkling rested against you chest.

Boulder doing his own thing as blades and chase watched with you. Mostly because they love staring at little Arc as time passes.

That was until you got a call from Heatwave. Appearently they just met a new bot.

An old friend of Optimus Prime.

You and your sparkling Arc waiting by the entrance as Blades messes with Arcee as he smiled. Her giggling while boulder and chase stood there next to you.

Soon Heatwave and this blue robot started walking in the bots hide out. You were surprised since you were sure you met all of Optimus old friends. He was only polite to you though during the whole conversation.

You were sure if it was because you had a sparkling or if you and him were almost the same size.

Although you didn’t notice. He got just a wee bit jealous when Optimus put his cervo on your shoulder. This place can be a good place for you and your sparkling to stay at. Arc giggling as she reached for Optimus. Who letter out a soft chuckle.

After a few days since Heatwave and Hightide would get along a bit better and at times the Rescue bots would call for his helm. He can’t let but to glance at you when he can.

Both you and Arc still hiding in the base from time to time as she slowly grows even bigger.

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On one very special day, you were holding Arc little cervos in your own as you helped her try walking on her little pedes.

The other bots cheering her on. Even the human Cody and his older sister were there to cheer her on. At a safe distance of course.

Learning their lesson from when she grabbed chief thinking he was a toy some time ago.

Out of nowhere Hightide called for Heatwave to meet him by the beach. Heatwave was a bit annoyed. Wishing to spend time with his niece but decided it might be something important. So he left. Little arc reaching for him not wanting him to go as she huffed and cried a bit.

You were able to calm her as you took a small nap.

Chase and Blades watching a cartoon with her. All three laughing at the silly jokes in the cartoon.

When Heatwave returned he asked for you. You just woke up from a nap and walked over. He seemed a bit nervous but brought you with him to speak alone. His cervo on your arm as a whispered to where you can hear him.

“Hey um…I know you ain’t exactly looking for a partner and all but- Would you be fine with going on a date with um..Hightide?”

You just stared at him before giving him a warm smile.

Yeah you thought he was cute. But since you both haven’t talk much before so you didn’t know much about him. And so you nodded. Agreeing to the date.

Heatwave let out a soft sigh before he gently patted your arm. “He’ll meet you by the beach at 7. Me and the guys will be able to watch little Arc while you’re out.”

You let out a soft chuckle. “Thanks, Heatwave.”

You’d watch as Heatwave made his way to Arc. Waiting for the commercials to start so that he may pick up Arc from behind surprising her. She would giggle in excitement seeing her uncle heatwave.

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You start making your way to the location. By then the humans found out about the robots and you were able to meet a few humans. Arc the most excited seeing a bunch of toys running around.

You were greeted by a few humans as you continued.

You’d then notice Hightide standing as he watched the sun set.

And what seems like an abandoned shack upside. And a few rocks that were carried probably by him set on both sides opposite close to the shack.

You were surprised but said nothing as you got closer.

Once you spoke Hightide was a bit startled and turned to look at you as you continued. “My you really went out?

And it seems the towns people are aware of what you have had planned?”

You’d glance back at the humans who quickly scurry away. You then looking back at him while he got closer to you.

He then speaking after clearing his throat. “Yes well. I didn’t wish to be interrupted and just wants it to be….us? I-I know we haven’t spoke much since meeting all them days ago..”

He continued to yap as he would at times rub the back of his helm. You just staring at him with soft optics.

Not wanting to interrupt him as he spoke. That is until he caught himself and stammered a bit before speaking once more.

”P-please! Take a seat.” Pulled the rock back a bit like nothing. You then sat down.

Him gently pushing it forward and making his way to his seat on the other rock. The conversation between the two fo you starting on a sweet note as you both got to know each other more and more.

You eventually telling him about Arcsire wheeljack and your situation. And How heatwave always saw you as a little sis in a way. You’d chuckle from time to time.

You didn’t notice when Hightides optic twitched and how he tried to not lose his temper and keep his forced smile up as he looked at you. His cervos interlocked with each other but shaking every now and then as he keeps his anger in tact.

You’d then talk about your years in the war and your hopes and dreams for your little one.

The date went well. Pretty well. The date ending with a kiss on his cheek. You would transform and drive back to the base as Hightide waved while you left.

Once you were out of view and no other human was around in the silent night, He squealed and cheered from excitement. The kiss on his cheek still warm and still felt even then for him.

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Weeks have went by now. Your sparkling getting bigger and bigger by the day.

Hightide also started to visit more. Showing up with little gifts from the sea every now and then for both you and your sparkling. Heatwave slowly grew warm to Hightide being as affectionate with you.

But with your sparkling he never lets his guard down.

Always telling Hightide that it’s just his uncle instincts kicking in. He’d say all serious with Arc sleeping peacefully in his arm.

You always chuckling as the two glared and snarled at each other.

Either your sparkling be awake or not. You and Hightide continue to go on dates. And when heatwave wasn’t around you’d let him hold little Arc.

She always seemed happy to see him when he held her.

When she got a bit older after a year. Being able to climb and walk. She would sit on everyone’s shoulder when she could.

It was her way of getting closer being the only sparkling and they are the closest bots who knew of her true home. Besides Griffin rock. Hightide slowly grew more and more attacked to the little ankle biter. And more in love with you as well.

One day, while you were sleeping while doing a night shift. Heatwave alongside with chief and chase. Were teaching Arc how to jump.

But she was having a hard time listening. She kept staring up at Chief and his mustache. Reaching for it even when Heatwave kept having her cervos upwards then towards him.

He was so gentle with her but she was starting to show be a wild one.

Heatwave would then get a call from Hightide. heatwave groaning. But he was more skeptical when he asked him to bring Arc. When he left you were still asleep. The others doing their own thing until they returned.

An hour went by and Heatwave with Arc were able to finally return.

Little Arc was in the passenger seat giggling and looking out the window seeing the other bots waiting.

Heatwave let out a soft chuckle because of her and transformed around her. Gently holding her as he stood up. You woke up a couple minutes ago. Walking out and yawning as you stretched your arms.

He then spoke to you. Saying how Hightide needs your help with he waves. And needed to have a serious conversation with you.

You were confused.

When you got to the beach , unable to see him anywhere. You grow worried and started to look around. You then walked into the water. Looking around more and more until two large cervo go over your optics.

You let out a soft chuckle as you hear Hightide. “Guess you?”

You responded playfully with a smile. “Let me guess? Hightide?” He then chuckled while his cervos rest on your shoulders and his frame gets closer to your from behind as he kissed your shoulder.

”Ding Ding.” You would turn around and give him a kiss.

Then speaking as you rest your cervos against his chest.

You then asked. “Wave emergency? What did you really need Hightide?”

Your smile making his spark warm as he looked down at you with a smile as well. Before blushing a light blue as well. His cervos then holding your cervos together in his once kneeling and now looked up at you.

You asked confused. “Are you doing some human ritual?” You tilted your helm showing your confusion.

Hightide seems to struggle with his words for a moment. Glancing down for a moment before his smile returning. Looking back up at you as he then spoke once more.

“Yes.”

You two are silent for a moment longer before speaking once more.

“Y/N, it’s been over a year since we met. So much has changed and it has been an honor to watch the little Angel biter, Arc grow….I suck at this. Y/N. Will you…be my Conjunx?”

You were surprised. Your optics a little wide as you stared down at him. You then let out a soft chuckle.

Hightide staring at you with a nervous smile as he glanced to the side then back at you. You finally spoke. Your optics soft. “Yes Hightide. I’ll be your Conjunx.”

He then had the largest grin on his dermas. Basically plastered on his dermas once he stood up.

You both then staring at each other with loving optics.

Both of your forhelms pressed together. Later you both then start walking out the water only to be surprised with Arc standing with Cybertronian flowers in her little arms as she cooed and giggled when she saw you both.

You both letting out a chuckle.

You picking her up and Hightide placing a cervo on your back and the other on Arc small back. You both looking down at her while the others yell surprised. You all coming together to celebrate like a big happy family.

I swear guys I’ll make a better story for Hightide because I love this silly old man. I just need to think of a better story and idea for him. Lol.

I hope this was still enjoyable guys and as always a repost is appreciated! I hope to see you guys I’m the next fic and see you guys in the next one! Have a good rest of your day!

#transformers #x reader #transformers x reader #Transformers Hightide #tfrb Hightide #rescue bots hightide

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pursuitseternal · 5 months ago

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“Finders Keepers:” Astarion x Tav ficlet gift

A sweet personal ask by @anamainiac for their Tav, Ana, for prompts 3 (“I want to please you”) and 20 (“use my thigh”) from my Smut Ask prompt list 💖

CW: outercourse, soft kisses, gentle touches, one tender asshole of a vampire

“Astarion, have you seen my…” Ana walked into his tent, her eyes tired from searching for her most prized possession. Her pencil in one hand, her other twirled the hem of her tunic, the thread pulling apart ever so slightly from how often she futzed with it when she was nervous.

Her sketchbook. That little leather bound journal she kept inside her pocket all the time. Well, all the time except for the moment tonight she set it down, absentmindedly. Now it was misplaced, lost somewhere around camp during their evening. Hopefully Astarion would help her find it; something about being without it made her feel… naked.

Her arm lifted the flap of the tent, her gorgeous Rogue reclined on his bedroll. His long, powerful legs extended in front of him, his nose pressed in a book, not unusual.

“Astarion, have you seen…”

That’s when she recognized that small, leather bound treasure of her hiding his face. “Hey…” she whined.

“Hello, my sweet,” he bid as usual, but now his voice rang with mischief, that sly smirk on his face as he lowered the journal. “Need something?”

“You dang well know what I need,” Ana pursed her lips together, annoyed and just a tinged frustrated. “I’ve been looking for my notes for an hour…”

“And here I have them, waiting and wondering just when you’d come to the right person,” Astarion chuckled, holding the book out. Daring her to grab it.

Reaching, for it, she grabbed only air, his dexterous hands snatching it clear away just in time. “Tut tut, my dear,” he purred, “if it’s so very special to you, perhaps you shouldn’t set it down haphazardly before grabbing for your bowl of Gale’s questionable cooking.”

Ana’s face turned in a petulant pout. “One, you don’t even eat, so you get no say in judging Gale’s skills. Two, give that back!” She lunged for her book, only to be pulled down into his bedroll. Astarion giggled, keeping the leather journal always just at the tips of her fingers. “Please,” she cried, laughing as his fingers dug at her ribs, “it’s all my notes and observations and measurements…”

She fought back with all her might laughing all the while. Their bodies rolled, a tangled tousle of limbs and giggles. And Astarion remained one move ahead of her, as always. His strong arms kept her at bay, his legs wrapping around to pin her down. That journal rested near her head, his hands cuffing gently around her wrists as he panted. “You put up quite the fight, my sweet,” he smirked, all winded with his fang-toothed grin. “You must really need that notebook more than you need your lover…”

He let his words hang in the air.

“Your little ‘please’ was too cute,” he purred, tracing his fingers to ghost over her flushing cheek. “But that’s not what would please me,” he gave that insufferable laugh, the one that Ana had grown to know and long for. The one that promised soft touches and sweet, stolen kisses. “Ask me,” he rasped, cunning and seductive. “Ask me for just what would please me enough to get your cute little journal back…”

Ana rolled her eyes and huffed, even as her heart raced with the thrill of his games. “What then would please you?” she taunted. But the glint in his eyes as he leveled that suggestive gaze at her froze her blood in her veins and made her heart skip a beat. “Tell me what would please you,” she added, voice soft and gentle, almost timid.

“Why?” Astarion hummed the question, knowing full well the answer, and he lowered his body even more to slot himself between her thighs.

“I would… like to please you,” she whispered, sensing that shift from playful banter to that warm, tender bond that was beginning to flourish between them.

“Ana,” he breathed, his cool fingers sneaking beneath the open collar of her tunic, “you do please me… I meant it teasingly, if you don’t want…”

“I do want,” she replied, wrapping her arms around the sinews of his neck, “so long as I get my journal back.” Her adjoining giggle couldn’t help but make Astarion grin; her childish mirth was palpable sometimes, making even his undead heart leap.

“Well then, darling, do as I say,” he rasped, lowering his mouth to plant little kisses on her face and down her neck that tickled her skin. Hips shifting slightly, his leg unmistakably wedged itself against her mound. “Ride me,” he purred, “use my thigh, and ride me until you see stars behind your eyes.” His hands wandered tenderly to her hips, tilting them and spreading her thighs until he could feel the heat from her core. “Use me to make yourself feel good, my sweet. You’ve earned it.”

Ana held her breath, testing her body as she rolled her hips against the hard crest of his thigh. Her soft buckskin trousers rubbed deliciously against her skin. He was so solid, so etched like the most perfect creation in all the realms. His breath fanned hot on her cheek, his lips peppering little caresses down her neck, blunted teeth nipping her sensitive skin there just to make her gasp.

Turning her head, Ana buried her face against his cheek, inhaling the scent of his skin, bergamot and rosemary mulled together into perfection. It made her mouth water and her hips grind harder on the spans of his thigh.

She lost herself in the rhythm of her body on his, the torturous, needy grind on that fabric on her clit. Wanting more, craving more, it was blinding and wonder as she hurdled headlong towards release with every wriggle of her hips.

“My sweet, you’re doing so well,” he praised. “You’re so close, my darling,” he grew more breathless just watching her chasing her bliss. His gaze drank in the way her skin glistened with sweat, the way her breathing huffed faster and faster.

Her voice groaned, little breathy moans of pleasure marked each roll of her hips, each grind of her clit on his thigh… until she muffled her strangled cry of climax against his neck. Wet pooled as she came, but she didn’t care, not when she could rest on his bed roll and look into that sly, conceited grinning face.

One hand on her journal beside her head she laughed. “I’ll take that…” she panted, “thank you.”

#smut ask #named tav #astarion x named tav #astarion smut #still taking prompts #bg3 #bg3 smut

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pupyuj · 1 year ago

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[cw: smut, catgirl!liz, fingering, thigh riding, somnophilia, dom!reader whattt, top!liz for like half a second]

you've heard of user pupyuj now wait for user kittyliz 😭😭 my babycakes i was so obsessed with her during eleven and love dive eras 😩💞💞 there's some fluff cuz she just makes me soft inside, yk??? ☹️

your super sweet kitty gf who you are just so horribly in love with :((( jiwon's so adorable.. so shy and there wasn't a moment in the day where you aren't falling deeper in love with her 😩😩 but god, it's her cuteness that makes it so hard for you to stay in the right state of mind while being around her 😵‍💫

having her sleep on your lap one day :((( her head resting peacefully on your thigh, watching as her chest rises up and down and her kitty ears twitching every now and then ☹️💔 she was cute even in her sleep, what with her constant tossing and turning, and soft groans every time she did so, the random murmurs that leaves her mouth, and the way she would giggle bcs she was dreaming?? silly kitty,,, there you were trying so hard to concentrate on your book but jiwon was making it so hard 😣

brushing some of her hair away from her face and leaning down to kiss her forehead softly,, smiling in satisfaction when she giggled again,, but despite your efforts to stop yourself, your hand starts trailing down jiwon's body until you were touching jiwon's went cunt... you knew she wouldn't like being fucked without her knowledge—as in she liked to watch you while you fucked her—but that just added to the thrill of it all... 😵‍💫 gently rubbing jiwon's clit through the wet fabric of her panties, nearly moaning at the feeling of her wetness,, gosh you could breathe and jiwon would be drenched so you really shouldn't be surprised that she was horny for you even in her sleep!

two of your fingers going inside her so very smoothly,,, you felt her tense up, but she wasn't awake yet,, her eyebrows were furrowed, but her body wasn't rejecting your touch at all... so you keep going! fingering her gently so as not to shock her awake, nearly moaning at the feeling of her pussy clenching around your digits,, "mmh.." jiwon moaning so softly and ugh she looked even cuter wearing your hoodie :((( leaning down and kissing her again, "such a good girl even while you're sleeping..." you whispered,,, jiwon stirring awake when you increase your speed :((( it takes her a minute to process what was going on before her face just heats up djdbfjdkck 🫠🫠

"m-mommy, w-w-what are y—ahhn..! ahh..."

jiwon clutching your shirt once she starts feeling you everywhere :((( her trying so hard to resist completely submitting but you fucked her too good 😩😩 before she knew it, she had closed her thighs around your wrist and started bucking her hips into your hand, panting and whimpering like the desperate slut she rlly is 😵‍💫 her tail twirling about while you fuck herrr and her kitty ears so cute curling down and springing up every now and then.. and god, her gasps and her moans are so lovely to hear that you were slowly but surely drenching your own underwear,,,

"you've got mommy all wet, darling... you'll help me out, won't you?" AND OFC KITTY!JIWON HAS AN ORAL FIXATION so hearing these words made her eyes snap open bcs she was such a sucker for praises... and she knew she does a good job making you feel good with her mouth!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫 "but i'm gonna make you come first, 'kay?" you kissed her again,, ignoring her whines and continuing to pump in and out of her cunt 🫠

"r-right there, mommy...! feels so good... mmm.." one arm around your neck, pulling you into her as her moans get higher and louder,, she was sooo close,,, you knew it from the way tears have filled up her eyes, the way her little claws latched onto the back of your neck,, and jiwonie cums with a squeak, hiding her face on your neck as she did so,, panting and shaking after she was all done,, mmfkhdksj putting your other arm around her and making her sit up, her face all red from being fucked so well :(((

"baby, you really do come so much." you teased as you showed her your hand, drenched with her juices hehekssldjkc the cutie covering her red face while you licked your fingers clean but she looked anyway!! and ugh she was getting wet all over again bcs you stared at right at her while you sucked on your fingers,, 😵‍💫

okok but like what if you just fuck her that entire day??? maybe she was looking particularly cute, perhaps bcs she was wearing nothing but your hoodie and a cute pair of panties,, you couldn't stop touching her!! jiwonie cooking up a cute lil snack for the both of you after all that so she's busy in the kitchen,, and you're just watching from the living room couch with a dumb, lovesick smile on your face,, her tails just looked so good swinging from side to side bcs she was excited to be making good food GOD SHE'S ADORABLE???

hugging her from behind and it's cute at first!! cute, until you start kissing her neck and until your hands roam all over her body,, your cold hands making contact with jiwonie's sensitive nipples,, making her mewl,, "focus, jiwon-ah." you were telling her but she literally can'tttt :((( jiwon trying so hard not to moan out loud while you played with her tits, her hands were shaking and god even her ears 😭 suddenly pulling yourself away from her as soon as she started grinding her ass against your groin, merely smirking at her whines before settling yourself back down on the couch omfg you're such a tease,, leaving your kitty hot and bothered like that <//3

nevertheless! jiwon finishes cooking and joins you on the couch,, except that you made her sit on your lap while she fed you,, cuddling up with you while the two of you ate and watched some show on the screen,, finding yourself leaning onto your gf's chest while she caressed your hair :(( she's so sweet, asking about your week and stuff, kissing you softly from time to time guys i need to date her—

"you'll have a better week ahead, mommy. i'm sure of it." jiwon says, cupping your face in her hands and giving you little kisses all over your face 🥰🥰 but ugh, you're a sick woman so all you were thinking about was fucking her senseless while she smiled sweetly at you,,, mmfmgkhsk making her turn to the tv screen under the guise of wanting to focus on the show but really that was just an excuse to sneak your thigh in between her own and pressing it against her pussy,,

but jiwon doesn't even really realize what you were doing! all her attention was on the show, but she was also slowly rocking her hips back and forth on your thigh, leaving a small trail on her slick on your exposed skin,,, all jiwon knew was that she felt sososo good, and she couldn't stop moving her hips since the feeling of her clit rubbing against you was too good to let go of :((( it wasn't until she was a few minutes into riding you that she finally realized what she had been doing,, "a-ah, i'm sorry—"

"keep going. you're close, aren't you?"

you didn't have to tell her twice!! jiwonie continues on,, moaning and whining as she pushed herself closer to her climax,, but she never learned to get off without your help :(( "m-m-mommy, please touch me... i c-can't..." she was sayinggg :((( and who were you to say no to your baby?!! akhdjhfdjh grabbing her hips and pressing her down harder on your thigh, increasing her pace,, "mommyy..." she was whining :(( so desperate to come that she takes your hands herself and slides them inside her hoodie, making you touch her boobs,, and ofc you do that too!!

"good girl... good girl," you were saying in her ear as her hips stuttered,, her long tail wrapping around your arm as she got closer and closer,, "come, and maybe i'll fill you up with my strap right after," you said, and you knew this would encourage jiwon to try harder,, "you'd want that, wouldn't you? wan' mommy's cock inside you?"

"yes, yes, y-yes, please...! a-ahhn.. mommy..." jiwon holding onto your arms so tightly as she came :((( making a mess of her panties again as well as your thighs,, "s-sorry.." jiwonie would say after she has seen how soaked your thighs had become 😭 but ofc you were okay with it!! and plus, jiwon had a million ways to make it up to you for always making you clean up after her 😈 and that's exactly what you made her do, by forcing her on her knees in front of you and lick her own cum off your thighs,, her sharp eyes looking up at you softly while her tongue slowly trailed up on your lap to your inner thighs,, one claw tugging at the waistband of your shorts and the other slowly opening up your legs wider,,,

"mommy... you said you'd let me help you out, right??"

and what your cute lil kitty gf wants, she gets 😵‍💫😵‍💫💕

#ive smut #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ive imagines #kim jiwon smut #kim jiwon imagines #kim jiwon x reader #liz x reader #liz x fem reader #liz imagines #liz smut #girl group x reader #girl group imagines #girl group smut #wlw smut #kpop smut #gg smut

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