#YOU DON'T KNOW ON HOW MUCH MY HEART MELTS

[babyleostuff]

─ meaning of pet names w/ lee seokmin 𝜗𝜚 hc's under the cut

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ sunshine

whether you are a sunshine or not, seriously - you can be the biggest black cat to ever cat, to seokmin you’re still the biggest sunshine there is. he sees you as his personal, little ray of sun because you are the one to light up his gloomy days and you are the one that gives him this fuzzy feeling of warmth and comfort. the pet name feels just so right for you, he loves it so much, truly. he adores how naturally it rolls off his tongue, seokmin genuinely sometimes forgets you have a government name.

„hi, sunshine”

„sunshine, come here” (insert: whiny tone)

„how was your day, sunshine?”

nothing can stop seokmin from viewing you as his sunshine.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ baby

another pet name that makes his heart beat a bit faster whenever he uses it. it's so tender, loving and gentle, and that's exactly what seokmin wants to convey with his words. for some reason, he uses it the most when he's either sleepy or when he's extra whiny, the word "baby" just feels so natural then. besides, you are his baby, so...

if you, for example, take too much time on your night time routine in the bathroom, it's guaranteed that seokmin will whine at some point for you to hurry up, so you can cuddle, and he will use the word "baby" at least ten times.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ your name / any shortened version of your name

to seokmin, your name is the prettiest name to ever exist and as much as he loves using the pet names, your real name is like a pet name in itself. usually, when people say your name, you don't feel much, because, well - it's only your name. but when seokmin says it... he does it with so much love and adoration and it never fails to make you melt on the spot.

another thing he does very often is shortening your name to any kind of nickname he can possibly come up with. sometimes they don't make much sense, but he loves to call you them regardless.

now, we know seokmin can get into a menace-y mood from time to time and that's exactly how he'd tease you - with the made up, cutified nicknames that more often than not drive you crazy.

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I love your art so much!!! Such a huge inspo

What inspired your style?

Well first thank you so so so much <3 Always melts my heart seeing people being inspired by what I do And to answer on who inspired me, here's a few : The main inspiration overall was the work of Carles Dalmau I LOVE his character design and flow, I always had a similar style, so it was speaking a lot to me

Then on comics, I fell in love for the french Lou! comics, especially how the slice of life kind of story is told I don't think it's translated in English unfortunately But you got the cartoon series that is in english I think (It's not as good and it's only covering the first few issues)

And finally, I got convinced to do comics about being trans when looking out on Reddit last Christmas Found a few comics I really liked And I thought "maybe I could do something like that" Telling my story and, why not, making people feel better Laughing and crying together about how weird and funny a trans life can be. I think her name is KaylasArtwork

Pretty sure you know the rest about that story tho <3

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Nanamahi brainrots

All my comments on each point below <3

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Note: I mainly focus on Nanamahi here ⬇️

• Easily Jealous / Too Careless

Even with Nana i think Mahiru would easily still be jealous.

Not in the same way she was with Karen, but in more of a "i have a special relationship with Nana" so she can't help but feel a bit of jealousy when she sees Nana with someone else, except if it's Junna. Despite this jealousy, she wouldn't do or say anything about it, but I think Nana may guess it and find it a little amusing and tease her about it in private.

For Nana, no matter if we consider that she is still not over Junna or not, I think she would still feel possessive over Mahiru, and wouldn't hesitate to show it more than Mahiru would, things such as just approaching from behind with a bright smile like she seems to do everytime she feels threatened.

• Destroys everything to have you / Kills you to save the world

Mahiru would lean more towards sacrificing Nana for the sake of everyone. Of course she cares about Nana but she cares about everyone more, bc she knows that at this point it is almost impossible to convince Nana out of her mindset. She knows how Nana thinks so she would know what would be best in the end.

Nana probably would lean more on sacrificing everything else if she was at a point where she feels like she lost everything, but I didn't put her to the extreme bc Mahiru isn't the one in her heart, and she still cares about everyone else.

• I don't deserve any of this / I deserve to be with you

Nana thinks of herself as some kind of monster, even if she craves love like anyone else. But I don't think she'd ever think she deserves any sort of sympathy.

Mahiru just has terribly low self-esteem and would rather put others before herself in any situation.

• Would revive you if you died / Leaves you to die anyway

I'm not entirely sure for this one, I just think that above everything else, they are both too caring to just let the other die.

At least they would not let the other die without them...

• Clings onto others (especially the other) / Cold exterior

I'd say they both just like physical contact, Nana more than Mahiru.

Mahiru wasn't exactly a physical person except maybe to Karen, but I think she would like the proximity Nana would provide her, like a sense of security. Isn't it comforting to melt into a hug. Idk I just think she would like being hugged by someone taller as well.

Nana would like the contact as some kind of reminder that Mahiru won't leave her anytime soon, so more of a possessive motive.

• "This is fate, isn't it?" / "It was a coincidence, that's all"

This doesn't really reflect whether they believe in fate or not.

I wouldn't be able to tell for sure for Nana, but I think Mahiru does believe in fate, but it just never turns out the way she wished it would (first example obviously is Karen and Hikari, but also anything related to others getting the lead roles she would have loved to get).

Specifically in a Nanamahi setting, I'd say they both think this just happened to be when they needed it the most, just pure coincidence.

This wasn't meant to be but it's convenient for both of them.

• "Let's leave this place" / "I can't just leave everything for 'you'..."

Nana doesn't have much to lose anymore and would lean more on not caring about leaving everything behind to keep this relationship, bc even if it hurts both of them, the pain brings her comfort and will have trouble thinking theres any other way to feel better, at least in the present. It's easier to indulge in this temporary comfort and cut yourself from the outside to fully enjoy it.

As for Mahiru, despite her loneliness, she has too much to lose compared to Nana. Mahiru's loneliness is not the same as what Nana feels because she still has and had so many friends and a loving family who support her. She still want to achieve things and she can't just leave everything behind for this comfort which she knows is only temporary. This is where it would make more sense for someone like Claudine to bring her comfort instead, since she would push Mahiru forward more while Nana would want to stay in a constant cycle of pain.

• A bloody marriage / "I still don't feel a thing"

I'm not sure what a bloody marriage is, but I think Nana would believe there isn't any sort of "love" between them. Ofc it isn't just a random friendship (I don't think that friends just casually kiss all the time), but she would lean more on believe there is nothing worth calling "love".

As for Mahiru, she's more sensitive when it comes to romantic feelings, and might develop a little something, but definitely not a cute kind of love. More of what would be seen as emotional dependence.

Even so, she'd keep thinking to herself that it isn't love and would try to think there's nothing between them despite her growing feelings.

• Self-sacrificial / Would give you away for nothing at all

I don't think neither of these people pleasers would even care about themselves enough to sacrifice the other for nothing.

• "See you in the next life" / "This will never happen again"

They hope such a situation won't ever happen again in the future, but Mahiru would lean more on wanting to meet Nana again in another lifetime where they don't feel so sick and can have fun like they did in highschool (not that Nana doesnt want it but she might think that if they met again, things would end up the same).

• "I don't feel a thing" / "You make me feel alive"

Honestly the entire reason they're together.

When they're by themselves, it's just their thoughts and themselves. They wouldn't feel comfortable enough to open up to anyone about their feelings: they're supposedly getting better now.

I can easily think while they can act normally around others, they'd be like walking corpses once alone when their moods aren't at their best.

By finding each other, someone who can understand their ugly feelings, they can find comfort in each other's arms.

• Would go back in time to save you / Things like that are impossible

We mentionned this with Risse earlier but if Mahiru was given the ability to timeloop, she may have done it.

But my nanamahi setting is leaning towards the future where the revues are over, so when it isn't even possible anymore. Mahiru isn't aware of the timeloops.

Mahiru wouldn't even believe that is a possibility.

Nana would do it again.

• "I need anyone by my side" / "I don't need anyone anymore except you"

In a time where loneliness overtakes her mind, Mahiru would probably be fine as long as anyone could be here for her or at least make her feel needed in a way that isn't like her family needs her or her regular friends need her.

Her love and interactions with Karen have left a scar in her that doesn't heal properly and made her feel the need to find someone who can make her feel needed in a similar way again.

Nana on the other hand has given up and only wants one person by her side.

• "We're friends, right?" / "I wished we were something more"

Between Nana and Mahiru, Mahiru would probably be the one yearning for something more concrete than a weird special bond, while Nana views this more as just mutually helping out.

[bteezxyewriter12]

Kryptonite

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 6.6k

Includes- Lots of angst, Seonghwa's is a dick at first, blow job, pussy eating, cum eating, missionary, sex from behind, multiple orgasms, fluff

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J POV

Opening her hotel room door, she meets his gaze

He steps in, closing the door, moving closer to her

"Seonghwa", she whispers, shaking her head

"I need you", he says, leaning his head down, his lips pressing a kiss to her neck

No he doesn't

He's made that clear

He just needs her to get off

Guess that new staff member he was kissing and flirting with backstage all night turned him down

Or else he wouldn't be here

"No Hwa. I can't", she murmurs, his kisses feeling so good

But she doesn't want to give in

Not again

Not when she cares so much but he doesn't at all

"Please jagi", he mutters, his arms moving around her waist, his lips against her jaw, "I'll make you feel good. You know I will"

She feels her resolve withering

And she knows that as soon he kisses her lips...

She's going to give in

Because he's her weakness

Her kryptonite

He turns her head to him, his lips giving her a searing kiss that bursts her whole body on fire

She melts in to him, her arms sliding up his chest to wrap around his neck

Her fingers go in the back of his hair, gripping the strands not in his ponytail as the kiss deepens, his tongue in her mouth, playing with hers

She whimpers against his lips, the kiss consuming her

His hands slide under her shirt, his fingers leaving fire across her skin as he pulls her shirt up

He breaks the kiss, pulling her shirt up and off, his hands moving around her to undo her bra

"Jagi", he murmurs, kissing her neck again, his hands pulling her bra off, "Can I have your pretty mouth baby?"

"Yeah", she whimpers, his hands groping her boobs, his thumbs rubbing over her hard nipples

"Please baby", he groans, kissing her lips again

Her hands untangle from his hair, sliding down his hard muscular body, to his belt, undoing it

She gets his jeans open, then slides her hands under his boxers pushing them and his jeans down

He kicks everything off as the kiss ends

She looks in his eyes, seeing only lust

Her heart hurts but still, she goes down on her knees

His cock is huge, so thick and so hard, leaking cum

She presses kisses along his hard cock, her tongue poking out and licking as she moves

"Yes jagi, fuck", he moans

When she gets to his head, she presses her tongue to the tip, licking and tasting his cum

She doesn't know how Seonghwa's cum tastes so good but it does

She's blown other guys before and none have tasted like his

She's never craved cum like she craves his

Her tongue licks over and over, switching between swirling it around his head and pressing into his slit for more cum

"Baby, don't tease. Not tonight", he whines, "Suck my cock"

Listening, she wraps her lips around his head and sucks

He moans louder and louder as she continues to suck, taking more and more of him in

His cock stretches her mouth, feeling heavy on her tongue but she enjoys blowing him

She loves how he tastes, how soft his skin feels, how hard his cock is when it's in her throat

She loves choking on his dick, loves hearing him moan and cry out in pleasure

She's always been all about him

In everyway possible

And he was like that when they first started dating

She doesn't know when that changes and right now she doesn't want to think about it

Sliding further down his cock, she takes him all in, choking and gagging around his thick length

"Fuck, good girl baby", he groans, "Fuck that throat feels so good"

Holding onto his hips, she pulls back off his cock just a little bit before sliding back down, taking him fully again

She bobs her head over and over, pulling back farther and farther on his cock as she moves

Tears fill her eyes, the feel of his cock opening her throat something she enjoys

And he definitely likes it

Moving down to his head, she sucks on him rapidly, breathing in, his cock a mess of her spit

"Yes, jagi, yes", he murmurs, his hands moving in her hair, gripping the strands hard

She slides back down his cock, bottoming him out, sucking on his entire shaft before bobbing again

Her watery eyes lift up to find him watching her, pleasure all over his gorgeous features

She moves faster, fucking her throat on his dick, feeling him throb faster and faster

"Good girl. Keep going", he urges her, "Suck my cock just like that. Yeah baby"

She knows exactly how he likes to be sucked off and she does that way every time

She knows she gives him the best blowjobs

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum", he grunts, "Gonna swallow it all for me?"

She nods eagerly, moving up and down his cock faster, harder, her jaw aching but she'll be damned if she stops

His cock throbs quickly, his sweet cum shooting down her throat as he burying his whole length in her mouth

"Joanne, yes baby", he cries, pulling her hair

She watches the utterly gorgeous sight of him coming as she swallows on his shaft over and over, making sure to milk his cock for all his cum

When he finishes, he pull her off him and she sits back on her heels, swallowing and breathing hard

She wipes her mouth and her eyes before looking back up at him

He holds his hands out for hers

She takes his and he pulls her up

"Get on the bed", he murmurs

She obeys, sitting on it, watching him pull his shirt off

She oogles his beautiful body, his chest muscles defined, his abs chiseled into his skin

He's been working out more and it's paying off

He moves to her, pushing her back on the bed, her pj shorts and panties ripped off her

He moves over her, his lips crashing to hers, kissing her hungrily

His hands spread her legs wide open, his fingers already touching her cunt

"Fuck", he groans into the kiss, "So wet for me already"

"Mmmm", she whimpers

Of course she's wet for him

He's everything to her

His fingers slide deeply into her, her pussy clenching around them right away

"Sucking my cock makes you this wet?"

She nods

Yes it does

And knows that very well

He pumps his fingers in and out, her body shivering with pleasure

She feels him smirking into the kiss and she knows that he loves the effect he has on her

He used to lovingly tease her all the time about how much she wanted him, about how her body reacted to him

And how lucky he was that she was his

Now he just uses her for sex

It's always rough sex, him leaving right after he cums

It hurts her but she's a fool for him

His fingers leave her and she's rolled over to her stomach

"Up jagi", he grunts, his arm around her waist, pulling her up

She moves to her hand and knees, feeling him get behind her

His cock pushes into her slowly, pleasure running up her spine as he groans

"Yes baby fuck", he moans, his thick cock stretching her hole wide open, "Fuck, this pussy is the best"

Her fingers grip the sheet of the bed hard, her pussy pulling his cock inside her as he slips in, drenching him

It feels so good

He bottoms out, groaning loudly, his hands gripping her waist hard

His head is nestled against her spot, her cunt locked down on him, throbbing

Even though he's so big, he fits perfectly inside her

Like he was meant for her

He pulls his hips back, the drag of his cock feeling so incredible it makes her body shiver

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good", he groans, thrusting back inside hard

He bottoms out, his head slamming her spot, her pussy splittling open for him

After that one thrust, he begins his harsh, fast pace, fucking her into the bed

She moans letting the pleasure of his cock inside her take over

He's so fucking big, so fucking hard, so thick, he's almost too big for her

Almost

"Yes fuck, good pussy", he murmurs, his skin slamming into her, her spot getting destroyed on his cock, each pound getting her wetter and wetter

"Fuck, look at that cream pouring from that hole", he murmurs, "My cock makes you so fucking wet. Bet no other cock does that to your pussy"

"No", she whimpers, shaking her head

He's right about that

No other guy has made her this wet, has made sex feel anywhere near this good

He continues to fuck her mercilessly, his grip on her hips so tight, her pussy making a loud wet squelching sound when his cock buries inside her

Bliss is taking over her body, her mind turning on as he brings her right there

"Oh baby's gonna cum", he murmurs, "Pussy got so fucking tight. C'mon slut, cum for my cock"

He thrusts in, throwing her into a intense orgasm, pleasure coursing through her

"Seonghwa", she cries as he keeps moving, fucking into her coming pussy

"That's fucking right. Yell my name. Louder", he grunts, slapping her ass

"Seonghwa", she yells louder, her arms shaking as they struggle to hold her up

"I'm not done with your pussy yet", he growls, somehow fucking her even harder than before

Each powerful stroke moves her up the bed and he has to keep pulling her back down towards him every time he pulls back

Tears of ecstacy are pouring down her face, every nerve, every atom in her body awake and in pleasure

He groans as her pussy clenches and throbs around him, wanting to keep him inside

His hand moves to her clit, pressing into it and rubbing it in quick circles

"Seonghwa!", she screams, stars blasting in her vision as complete bliss blankets her body

She doesn't know which way is up, all she knows is she wants to cum on him

"Yes my little cum slut", he murmurs, his fingers and cock working together to bring her as much pleasure as she can take, "So close. God, you're so fucking tight. Cum for my cock so I can unload in your pretty pussy"

"Sss..Hwa..", she chokes out, her body shuddering violently as her orgasm consumes her

She feels as if she's floating away, her head in the clouds as she squirts all over him

"Yes, fuck yes. God, your pussy is the fucking best", he praises

She doesn't even have time to come down from her orgasm when he's already pulling out

He flips her on her back, his cock thrusting back inside her, his pace brutal, his cock plunging in deep

His hands land on either side of her head, his body over hers, panting, his eyes closed

She looks up at him, her heart stopping at how gorgeous he looks

His face in pleasure, his hair wet with sweat

He's perfect

She can't help herself, she reaches up, touching his cheek softly, his eyes opening, gazing down at her

"Say it", he says, his hips not missing a stroke

She knows what he wants to hear

Although she doesn't know why he wants to hear only it during sex

The one time she said it to him, when they were cuddling on the couch, he stayed silent

And the next day he broke up with her

"I love you", she says softly, him groaning, his hips thrusting sloppily into hers

"Again", he murmurs, his cock pulsing inside her

He told her he didn't feel that way for her

That he didn't want a serious relationship like that right now

He wasn't ready and he didn't want to commit to her

She knew it was too good to be true

Why would an idol fall for his stylist, a staff member?

He wouldn't

He broke her heart, left her crying

And one week later, he was flirting with one of the makeup artists

And that same day, she found him making out with said makeup artist, effectively shattering the rest of her broken heart

He came to her a week after that for sex

She said no

But he came back again and stupidly she agreed

And that's how it's been for the last four months

Only recently he's been asking her to say it

Tell him something he didn't want to hear before

Something he still doesn't want to hear outside of sex

Something he just wants to hear that, for some reason, makes him cum

"I love you Seonghwa"

"Fuck", he shouts, sheathing his cock in her pussy, his warm cum filling her up

His body shakes on top of hers as she watches the utterly ethereal sight of him coming

As soon as he finishes, he pulls out and rolls off her

She watches as he lays on his back, looking up at the ceiling as he gets his breath under control

She knows what's coming

After a minute, he gets up and begins putting his boxers on, followed by his jeans

She sits up, watching him

"You're not staying?", she asks quietly, although she doesn't know why she keeps asking

It's the same answer every time

"I can't. I have some stuff to do", he says as he finishes dressing

She just nods because what can she say?

Nothing

"But thanks for this", he says, looking at his phone, not paying any attention to her, "It was great"

She doesn't bother answering as he turns away, heading towards the door, completely ignoring her

And just as swiftly as he came, he leaves

Tears well up in her eyes but she hastily wipes them away

She gets up from the bed going to the bathroom to clean up

After, she looks at the mirror, at herself and she doesn't like what she sees

A sad, heartbroken girl with tears streaming down her face

A girl who lets the guy she loves use her

'Not anymore', she thinks

She won't let him do this again

He can't have her body when he doesn't want the rest of her

When he doesn't want her love

No more

She has to fight her kryptonite

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One month later

Seonghwa POV

He stares at her from across the dressing room, watching her smile and flirt with that guy

One of the male stylists, Hak-Kun

He hates when she smiles at Hak-Kun, when she speaks to him, when she's around him

Because he doesn't know what they are to each other

All he knows is that she stopped sleeping with him

After the last time they fucked, he went to her room the next night

This time she only cracked the door open a little

And when he asked, she told him no

He was shocked to say the least

He asked her why and she told him that she's not going to let him use her anymore

Then she closed the door in his face

He was surprised but he also decided to give her some space

After all, she refused to sleep with him after he broke up with her but she came around

He figured the same thing would happen

But he was wrong

He left her alone for three weeks and in the mean time he did fuck other girls

But none do it for him like she does

Which is why he kept coming back to her in the first place

After three weeks passed, he wanted her, he felt like he couldn't stay away from her and he decided to ask her to sleep with him again

They were doing a photo shoot and he went looking for her on his break

And he couldn't believe what he found

Hak-Kun holding her against the wall, her arms and legs around him, her pretty moans sounding in the room they were in

He knows what they were doing based on her moans

He had made her moan the same way so many times

And he was so shocked at what he was feeling when he saw them

Jealousy

And hurt

Complete utter heartbreak

He ran away, to the bathroom and once he got there he burst into tears

He didn't know what the hell was wrong with him

Why he was crying

He didn't cry when he broke up with her but he's crying at seeing her with another guy?

What the hell?

But he realized what it was when he walked into the main dressing room later that same day and saw her sitting on Hak-Kun's lap, laughing at something he was saying, his fingers playing with her long hair

Love

He's completely and totally in love with her

It hit him like a mack truck and he wondered how he could of been so stupid

How he didn't see it

And the utter fear that he lost her smacked him in the face

He had Hongjoong find out about her and Hak-Kun

Apparently her and Hak-Kun aren't dating because she doesn't want to be in a relationship

They're just hanging out with the occasional sleeping together

For now

But he knows that Hak-Kun is exactly her type

Muscular, long hair in a ponytail, tall, kinda like him

But Hak-Kun has tattoos

And piercings

And that's her thing

She told him that before they started dating, when they were just friends

She's got a thing for guys with tattoos and piercings

Hak-Kun's got everything she'd want

And apparently, according to her from what Hongjoong said, Hak-Kun is sweet, caring and hilarious

But Hak-Kun can't have her

Not while he's around

Because he will do anything to have her back

Beg, grovel, anything

He will fight for her

And he knows that if he gets her back, he will never let her go again

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He shifts from foot to foot, waiting for her to open the door to her apartment

He's terrified that she won't listen to him, that she won't talk to him

And he's deserve it

After what he said to her when he broke up with her, then coming to her for sex knowing he wasn't going to get back with her, he deserves her slamming the door in his face

The door unlocks and she opens it, her eyes widening when she sees it him

"Jo"

"Why are you here Seonghwa?", she asks

"Please, I just-"

"Seonghwa, no", she shakes her head, "I already told you no"

He shakes his head, stepping into her apartment and she lets him, "That's not what I want jagi. I'm not here for that"

She raises her eyebrow, looking at him skeptically, as he closes her door, "You're not here for sex?"

He shakes his head

"Then what do you want?"

"You", he says softly

"Seonghwa-", she sighs, backing away from him

And my god it hurts so much

"Please jagi-"

"Seonghwa...you have to stop calling me that"

Tears well up in his eyes, as he chokes out, "I can't. You're my jagi"

"No I'm not Seonghwa. You-"

"I was wrong", he says, moving closer to her and thanking his lucky stars when she doesn't move away from him, "I was wrong about everything Jo"

"I...I don't understand what you're trying to say Seonghwa. What were you wrong about?", she asks confused

He reaches out and takes her hand, her eyes widening, "I was wrong about us"

"What?", she whispers

"I love you", he finally says

Her mouth drops as she stares at him in utter shock

"Please Jo, I love you", he says, moving his fingers in her hair, looking down in her eyes, "I love you so much. I was so wrong when I said I didn't love you. I do"

"How? What? When? How?", she stammers

"I saw you...with Hak-Kun...in an empty dressing room"

"Oh my god!", she exclaims, her hand moving over her mouth

"I didn't mean to. I went to look for you. I wanted to talk to you. And I saw....", he trails off, "And what I felt surprised me"

"What you felt?"

"I was heartbroken jagi. It hurt so much to see you with him", he explains, "And then when I saw you sitting with him in the dressing room, I just....I felt it. Or more like I realized what I felt. I love you"

She lets go of his hand, backing away from him and it's a knife to his heart

"You realized...after....you saw me with someone else? After I had to see you with other girls? How is that fair?", she whispers, her eyes pooling with tears

It's not fair

It's not fair that she saw him kissing other girls or that he blatantly flirted in front of her

He was a complete asshole and it's not fair that he comes to her now

But he hopes she can forgive him

"I'm sorry jagi", he whispers, tears running down his face, "I'm sorry for hurting you. I was so stupid, so blind. I'm sorry it took seeing you with someone else to get me to realize my feelings. But I love you so much and I've always loved you"

"Why are you telling me this?", she asks, tears falling from her eyes, "Why now? What do you want?"

"You. I want to be with you. Please I...I want to come back"

"What?", she gasps, sobbing, "Now you want to come back? After you broke my heart? After you flirted and made out with girls in front of me? After you fucked other girls? After you used me for sex?"

"I'm sorry. Please, give me a chance to make everything up to you. I swear I will"

She shakes her head, his heart dropping to his feet

"Seonghwa, this...this is a lot. How do I know you won't wake up tomorrow and decide that everything you're saying now is wrong? That you changed your mind? Again"

"I won't", he begs, trying to assure her, "I know I'm in love with you Jo. I know I want you. I know that I, all of me, is yours. Only yours. And I swear that I will show you every single day how much I love you. Just please, take me back. Please"

He looks at her through watery eyes, hoping and praying he can get a second chance

And he swears, if he does, he's going to love her for the rest of his life

Her tearful eyes move to his, wariness in her face, "If...if I let you come back, you...you can't leave again"

He nods, hoping rising in his chest

"You can't just love me then stop. I can't handle that. I love you, I always loved you and you...you can't hurt me again", she whispers, the tears falling, "You just can't"

"I won't", he promises

"You can't flirt with any girls"

"Never", he assures her

"You have to be sure. Sure you want this, sure you want a relationship like this. A serious relationship. One that means something. You can't run away again"

"I am sure Jo", he swears, "I want a relationship like this, one with love but only with you. I don't want it with anyone else. I won't have one with anyone else. Just you. I swear"

She breathes out a long breath then nods through tears, "Ok Seonghwa"

"Ok?", he repeats, hopefully, "We...we can be together?"

"Yes"

He launches himself at her the second her word sinks in, hugging her tightly, her face buried in his neck

Her body shakes as she cries and he just holds her, thankful she's his again

"Jagi", he whispers, tears of relief and happiness falling down his face, "I love you"

"I love you Seonghwa", she sobs, "Don't hurt me Hwa"

"I won't baby, I swear", he promises, "Never ever again"

"Promise?"

"I promise, I swear", he murmurs

That's a promise he will definitely keep

He lifts her face to his then leans down, capturing her lips in a kiss that he pours all his love into

He can feel her love too and he swears that he will do everything to be worthy of that love

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Seonghwa POV

Kissing her neck, I drag my lips down her body to her boobs, where I suck hard on her nipple

"Fuck Seonghwa!", she cries

After that one kiss, we couldn't stop and ended up in bed together

But this time is different

I'm not using her this time

This time I'm being with her and I'm going to be the one to shower her in love

Licking her nipple, I squeeze her other breasts, pulling at her nipple ring with my fingers

God, I missed having any part of her in my mouth

But I really want her pussy in my mouth

I fucking miss eating her out

I will but first I'm gonna go slow, give her as much pleasure as I can

I kiss her again and touch her in between her legs feeling how soaked she is

"Fuck jagi", I moan, "I make you this way?"

"Yes Seonghwa. Fuck, you always make me like this"

I really really like that

Kissing her neck, I move my hand on her, playing with her clit

"Jesus", she moans

Her reactions to me are fucking amazing

Sliding my hand lower, I slide three fingers inside her, loving how she feels

"Seonghwa fuck!", she cries, shuddering

I laugh a little at her reaction, smirking against her neck

I slowly move my fingers in and out, pick up speed with every thrust

"Yes baby, god", she whimpers

Putting my thumb on her clit, I rub it while I fuck her with my fingers

"Seonghwa shit"

Kissing her neck, I whisper in her ear, "I know what my baby likes"

She nods, lost in pleasure

"I know my girl's body, I know how to make my girl cum so good"

"Yyyy....yeah. Yyy.... You do", she gets out

"I'm going to make my girl cum so much. You want that?", I ask

She nods her head rapidly, "Yes"

Moving down, I suck on her nipple and move my fingers faster, feeling her throbbing harder and harder

She's right there

Sucking harder on her nipple, she screams loudly as I slam my fingers in and flick her clit

"Seonghwa!", she shouts, coming hard

Letting go of her nipple, I move back to her ear

"Good baby. Again", I demand, keeping up the pace at which I'm moving my fingers

"Hwa", she whines

"Feels good baby?"

"Yes Fuck yes!"

I keep going, working her up again until she's ready

"Cum for me baby girl", I whisper

"Ohhhhhh", she whimpers, orgasming again

God, she's so fucking beautiful

"Good girl", I praise, kissing her cheek, "My good girl"

I pull my fingers out while she breathes hard, her eyes closed

I immediately put my fingers in my mouth, sucking her off them and moaning from how good she is

I need my mouth on her

Now

"Baby", I call, nuzzling in her neck

"Hmmmm?"

"I need you in my mouth"

"Wwww...what?", she breathes

"I need to eat you out baby. I need to feel you on my tongue. I need to suck on your clit jagi. I need to taste you"

"Fuck Hwa"

"Can you let me?"

"Yyy... yes"

I sit up immediately, opening her legs wide and laying down between them

Not wasting any time, I run my tongue up her pussy, moaning as I taste her again, holding her legs open

How did I ever stay away from her?

How did I ever think anyone would taste better than her?

I was a fucking idiot

She shivers against my tongue and under my fingers

Moving my tongue quickly, she gets even more wet

I can't hold back anymore and I latch my lips to her clit and start sucking

She screams in pleasure while I moan from how good it feels in my mouth

Her clit gets hard in my mouth and I absolutely love it

Letting go, I lick her clit to get her more wet, then suck on it again, pulling on her hard

"Ssss... Seonghwa", she groans

Sliding my fingers inside her to see how close she is, I suck faster and harder when I feel she's right there

Pulling my fingers out, I lick up her pussy slowly before sucking hard, fast on her clit

"Fuck Seonghwa!", she screams, coming in my mouth

I run my tongue by her entrance, licking her cum and swallowing

God fuck, she's the best thing I ever tasted

Maybe I'm crazy for thinking that but I can never get enough of her cum

When she finishes, I keep licking her, up and down

Her hands slide in my hair, pulling hard

"Give me more baby", I request

"Yeah baby"

I get ridiculously happy hearing that

Licking her faster, I grip her thighs, moving her along my mouth

"Baby", she moans

"Fuck, my mouth baby girl. I want it so much"

She thrusts her hips, pushing her pussy in my mouth right as Iick her, making me moan loudly

God, I love this

One of her hands move to grip my wrist that's on her hip while the other is still pulling my hair

She keeps moving, fucking my mouth at a steady pace while I slip my tongue in and out of her

"Hwannie!", she yells

"Gonna cum baby girl?"

"Yes Hwa. Fuck I'm gonna cum"

"Good girl"

My tongue flies inside her pussy, her breathing getting louder

"Seonghwa!", she cries, holding my head against her as she explodes again

God I can never get enough of her

I pull away, licking my lips

I need more

Christ, I'm like a fucking junkie

But I'm fine with it, I want to be addicted to her

My eyes land on her clit, watching it throb hard

I love when her clit does that

She's really horny when that happens

I put my mouth back on it and she inhales

"Baby-" she starts

"Please jagi. I need it. Your clit is throbbing and begging me to suck it. Please", I beg

She looks down at me, running her fingers in my hair

"Ok baby"

I smile at her, kiss her inner thigh then wrapping my lips around her clit again

She throbs against my lips, making me so much more horny than before

I suck on her slowly this time, just loving the feeling of her in my mouth

Fuck, I have some kind of fixation or obsession with her clit

I just love it

As I keep going, she moans louder and louder

Her body trembles, whimpering my name as I drag her orgasm from her

When she finishes, I slowly trail kisses up her body

Her skin shivers against my lips at every kiss, making me smile against her

"Baby's so sensitive?"

"Mmm hmm", she nods

When I get to her lips, l kiss her, putting my hand on the back of her neck, into her hair, laying next to her

She kisses me back and I love every second her lips are on mine

She runs her fingers up and down my back, her touch sending shivers down my back

It happens every time

Our kisses become more desperate, her tongue against mine, turning me on so much

I need to be inside her

I need it

"Please", I whisper in her ear

She kisses me again and opens her legs for me

Moving on top of her, I slide inside slowly and my whole body shakes from finally feeling her around me again

She moans loudly, her body pressing right against mine

She feels fucking amazing

It feels right

"Fuck", I moan, my forehead against hers, "My girl is always so tight and wet for me"

She whimpers, holding me close to her

I can't move

Not yet or I'm going to cum right away

"I...I... can't yet", I tell her, my body still trembling

"It's ok", she says softly, "You can stay as long as you want"

Fuck, I love her

As I lay with her, I get the overwhelming feeling I'm back where I belong

With her

My jagi

God, I was a fucking moron

Once I'm calmed, I start moving, slowly at first

Her body shakes under me and god I missed that so much

"Fuck, I missed you", I whisper, kissing her jaw, then trailing kisses along her neck

"I missed you Seonghwa. So much"

I'm so fucking happy she missed me

I'm still scared that she wants Hak-Kun

That she's just agreeing to be with me this time

I move just a bit faster and harder

I don't want to go wild right now

I want to show her how much I love her

"I love you", I tell her, looking into her eyes, "I love you so much"

It's my turn to tell her I love her

And I will never stop saying it

"I love you Seonghwa", she says, my heart bursting with joy

She holds on to me tightly as I kiss her, running her hands up and down my back

I miss her touch and she's sending chills up my spine that feel so good

Her hips start moving, meeting my movements, making me moan loudly

She looks at me so lovingly and I feel so guilty for what I did to her

"I'm sorry jagi", I whisper, touching her cheek softly

"Www....what?", she stutters

"I'm sorry. I was so fucking stupid jagi. I'm sorry I didn't see, didn't notice sooner"

She stops moving and I do too, staying inside of her

"Hwa what are you talking about?"

"I love you so much. I'm so sorry I didn't see it sooner. I had everything I could ever want right in front of me and I was too stupid to notice. It's always been you. I was so stupid to think anyone but you could make me feel like you can. I'm sorry. You're the only one who can make me feel this way"

"It's ok Seonghwa", she says softly

I shake my head

It's not ok

I hurt her and I hate that I did

"I'm sorry jagi, but I promise to make it up to you. Ok?"

She shakes her head, "No baby you don't have to. I just want you to love me"

"I do love you Jo. I love you so much"

"That's all I need", she whispers

Fuck she's an amazing girl

And she's mine

She moves up, her lips on mine and arms around my neck, pulling me down on top of her

I melt into her kiss, sliding my tongue in her mouth and touching hers

She moans and that makes me hard again inside her

Still kissing her, I start to move again, just getting lost in the feel of her

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J POV

Oh my god, he loves me

I've never been happier in my life

He came to me and told me he wants me on his own

He apologized over and over and while it did hurt, I'm going to move past it

As long as he loves me and doesn't leave me again, we will be fine

He's everything I ever wanted and I got him back

He thrust in again, pleasure filling my body

He already gave me so much and wants to give me more

I'm so good with it

He thrusts harder and faster, feeling so good going in and out of

He kisses me, making me melt against him, his kisses everything

"Please jagi, cum on my cock", he begs

Holy fuck, he's getting me so close

He thrusts into my spot again, making me yell and pleasure hitting me everywhere

"C'mon baby girl. Don't you like my cock inside you?"

"Mmm", I whimper, "I love it baby"

He keeps pounding into my spot, making stars burst in my eyes

"Then show me how much you love me inside you. Cum on me"

"Fuck!", I scream, coming hard, my body arching into his and shaking hard

"Seonghwa!"

He wraps his arm around my back, holding me against him and holding us up on one hand, getting on his knees

"Yes, oh shit jagi, yes!", he cries, fucking me harder through my orgasm, "So good"

I cling on to him as I ride the waves of pleasure, my mind blank

When I finish, he moans, "No baby, again. More I need more"

I don't know how I can want more but I do

It's because it's him

I know it is

He slams into my spot, making me shiver as bliss blasts in my body

"Seonghwa!"

"Yes baby. Fuck, I know where my baby loves to be fucked."

He really really does

"I know my girl's spot, I can always find it and give it to you good"

"Yes Hwa", I moan

His hand moves to my ass, squeezing hard, his arm still around me, holding me tightly

And he's still holding us up on the bed with one hand

Goddamn it he's fucking strong and it turns me on so much more, the next pound in makes me scream his name, clenching so hard around him, shaking against his body

"Mmmm my girl feels so fucking amazing"

He kisses me as he still thrusts hard into me, the utter wet sound of his cock sinking into me loud and erotic

God, he feels so fucking good and he's going so hard

I love it

I want him to go harder

"Harder Hwannie", I cry, "Harder baby"

"Harder jagi?", he smirks

I nod my head rapidly

"Anything for you my love", he whispers

Happiness swells in my body hearing him call me that

He actually moves harder, ramming his cock so deep and hard inside me, I feel him in my stomach

God, it feels incredible

He thrusts a few times before I snap, ecstacy tidal waving over me

"Seonghwa!", I scream at the top of my lungs, my orgasm hitting me so hard, "Seonghwa!"

"Fuck baby, Joanne!", he screams, his arm giving out

We crash into the bed, him on top of me, his head buried in my neck as he screams, coming and shaking in my arms, his warm cum spilling into me

His hand grips my hip so fucking hard but I don't care

"Seonghwa!", I shout, feeling so fucking good, I don't know which way is up

"Oh my fucking god!", he cries, "You feel so good. Baby you feel so good"

I can't answer, I can only feel

When I finish and come back to my senses, I realize that I have my nails buried in Seonghwa's upper arm

He still hasn't lifted his head up from my neck, just laying on top of me breathing hard

We're both sweaty but I don't care

I still want him against me

Letting go of his arm, I wrap my arms around him, playing with the hair at the back of his head

His hand lets go of my hip, wrapping around my body instead

I close my eyes, holding the love of my life

"I love you", he whisper

"I love you l", I answer

He lifts his head up, looking in my eyes, his hand cupping my cheek, "You're my everything baby"

"You're mine", I whisper

He smiles, laying down next to me, pulling me in his arms, cuddling me as we settle down

"Are you staying?", I ask quietly

"Always jagi", he answers, kissing the top of my head, "Always"

[pascaloverx]

Sweet Love

Summary: You're an up-and-coming writer, congratulations. To protect your beloved job, you're willing to do anything. Even strike a deal with the devil, better known as your sister's neighbor. You and Dean Winchester don't really see eye to eye, but in a moment of desperation, you agree to collaborate with him for a greater good.

Author's Notes: Many characters do not belong to me but to the Supernatural Universe (2005-2020). I hope you enjoy the fanfic's story. The fanfic will contain strong language and adult content. Dear readers, I'm here to let you know that if you enjoy this fic, please engage with it. Comments and likes are welcome. I appreciate everyone who follows this fanfic. Anyway, enjoy this chapter.

chapter nine

FINAL CHAPTER

The alarm rings, waking you up. It’s not even eight in the morning yet, but you need to adjust to your new life. You and Dean Winchester have been dating for almost two years, which is quite a while. You’re still neighbors, actually, and ever since your relationship changed drastically, he’s been trying to marry you. But all of this happened because, during a night of reconciliation, you both forgot to use protection, and nine months later, you gave birth to a baby. You had your moment of panic when you found out you were going to have a child with Dean.

You get out of bed, hearing your son crying from his room. "Bobby, mommy's coming to get you," you mumble as you quickly get up to grab your son. As soon as you reach his room and approach his crib, he stops crying.

"Who’s the most beautiful baby in the world?" you ask as you pick up your son and gently rock him. He’s too distracted trying to chew on your hair to pay attention to anything you say. Suddenly, the doorbell rings, making your son fidget excitedly. You rush to open the door.

"I knew my little boy would be awake." Bobby smiles when he sees his father at the door. Dean takes the baby in his arms and gives him a hug.

"Can you stay with him while I get ready? I don't want to make us late." You speak between yawns, while Dean nods, playing with little Bobby's hands, who is having a great time in his father's arms. You start picking out the right outfit for the occasion. Sam proposed to your sister, and today is the celebratory lunch for the newly engaged couple.

"Don't you find it odd that our siblings are getting married before us, even though we've already built a new life together?" Dean asks as he watches you from the door of your room. You look at him seriously. He knows you avoid discussing marriage. Having Bob was unexpected and unplanned. You want your marriage to be about something more than just that. Dean, on the other hand, wants to marry to provide a family for your son.

"We rushed the relationship process. They’re following the right flow. What’s really strange is that you’ve already slept with me and with your future sister-in-law. Do you think I should wear this red dress or this black dress?" you ask, showing Dean the options. He examines the dresses for a moment, while Bobby also looks at you with a sleepy expression.

"I prefer the black one; it will highlight your curves better. By the way, I like how things worked out for us. We didn’t plan to have Bobby so soon, but eventually, we would have had a child, right?" Dean starts rocking Bobby in his arms, resting the baby’s head against his chest. Bobby snuggles so comfortably in Dean’s arms, it melts your heart. You grab your clothes and toiletries to head to the bathroom for a shower. However, your silence about Dean’s question clearly bothers him.

"I don’t know, darling. You work so much with your investigations and the reports you publish, and when I release a book, I spend more time on tour signing it than at home. Without Bobby, we probably…" You realize you’re about to say something regrettable, but it’s already too late. You didn’t want to imply that you wouldn’t see a future with Dean if you didn’t have your baby, but that’s exactly what you ended up saying.

"So, from what I understand, we’re not going to get married because we had a child, and the only reason we’re together is because we’re parents of the same baby?" Dean says, visibly irritated, and you can tell from his furious expression that even the fact that Bobby is sleeping in his arms hasn’t calmed him down.

"I know what I said might have sounded that way, but that’s not what I meant. I just wanted to say that no one knows what our future would be like if our child hadn’t been born. But eventually, we will get married. It’s just that as long as I feel like you want to marry me because Bobby needs married parents, I won’t agree to marry you." At that moment, you feel as if you can’t quite express yourself properly. The father of your child seems to be getting more stressed. You drop the outfit you were planning to wear for your sister’s engagement celebration on the bed. You want to try and approach him, but he looks uncomfortable, creating a tense distance between you two.

"I’ll take the reason we're still together to change his diaper and put on his new clothes. Enjoy your shower," Dean says with a certain sharpness in his tone, preventing you from fully approaching him. You feel bad, maybe even a bit foolish.

"Dean, I didn’t mean to offend you. Or our relationship, just try to…" You can’t finish your sentence because he closes Bobby’s bedroom door in your face. You can hear him playing with your son while likely changing him. So, you turn, heading toward your bedroom to grab your clothes and take a shower. The weight of guilt lingers on your shoulders the entire time, and all you want is for this argument to be over.

Your shower ends up being longer than you intended, mostly because you’re not eager to leave and face more tension with your boyfriend. When you finally finish, you hurry to your room, getting dressed quickly, then fixing your makeup and hair. Dean still seems to be in Bobby’s room with him, probably avoiding further confrontation as well. The silence between you two feels heavy, but you know you’ll need to face it eventually.

"Do you want to talk?" Dean says, appearing behind you, leaning against the doorframe. You glance at him while finishing your lipstick, wondering if this is the moment he’s going to break up with you. There’s a pause, and the tension feels almost unbearable as you try to read his expression. His face is serious, but there's something softer in his eyes, maybe a hint of frustration mixed with hurt.

"I’m not with you just because we had a child, I want to make that clear. I love our family and wouldn’t change anything about it," you say, standing up from your vanity and slowly walking toward Dean. Before he has a chance to respond, you gently kiss him, as if needing that kiss to confirm that everything will be alright. But even as your lips touch his, Dean doesn’t seem to want you close. He gently pushes you away, carefully, as if he doesn’t want to hurt you, but at the same time, he clearly doesn’t want your closeness right now. The distance between you grows, not just physically but emotionally too, and it stings more than words.

"I love you, I love our family. But you and I… we’re not going anywhere. What I mean is, if I still have to prove my intentions about marriage after two years, then what’s the point of all this? You don’t want to marry me, and you just won’t admit it because you don’t want to lose me. But it’s wrong to want to keep me at arm’s length when I’ll never fully be yours. Just like it’s wrong for me to want to keep you as my girlfriend when we’ll never be more than that. And if you don’t want that, it’s fine. But I do. For the sake of our relationship, we have to stop fooling ourselves," Dean says, holding your hands against his chest, his forehead resting against yours. Tears are falling from both of you, though you try to be strong for the sake of your son. The weight of his words sinks in, and the emotions are heavy, but the truth in them is undeniable.

"Ending our relationship isn’t fair. You know you love me, and I love you. We have a child together. Isn’t that enough for you?" you say, your voice breaking with sobs and tears. At this point, it doesn’t matter if your makeup is smudged, if you wish this conversation had never happened, or anything else. The only thing that matters is the ache in your chest and the fear of losing the person you love, the father of your child.

"I want to keep respecting you. I want you to be the woman you are, to have what you want. But I’m not what you want, not anymore. And maybe what’s changed between us is that our futures aren’t the same anymore. Bobby will always be our bond, our son. Our love can last forever, but only if we let the romantic side of it fade away," Dean speaks softly, as if he's at peace with what he's saying. But you can't find that same peace. The words feel like a knife twisting in your chest, and the idea of losing him in this way—letting go of the romantic love you share—is unbearable. You don’t want to accept that this could be the end, even if he sounds so calm, almost resigned.

"I don’t want to lose you, Dean. Maybe we could make some kind of concession to each other. You could move in with me, or we could be like those couples who stay engaged for a long time before actually getting married. Please." You’re bargaining with the father of your child, hoping he’ll reconsider what seems like a definitive decision. But he pulls back, as if he’s unwilling to give in.

"You will never lose me. But I don’t think there’s a solution for our romantic situation. It’s ridiculous that it’s at a moment like this, but we need to understand what we have to do. As parents, we need to give our best for our child. If we continue dating, my resentment towards you will overshadow everything. And you’ll never fully trust me romantically. I’m grateful for you being by my side, showing me how beautiful love can be, and for the child we share, but we’ll have to go our separate ways when it comes to romance." Dean says, pulling away, wiping the tears from his face, and composing himself while you feel like a storm is dragging you away.

"Is it over then?" is all you manage to say amid the chaos of emotions you're feeling. Dean looks at you as he steps back further, preparing to leave.

"Until we can be on the same page about our future and what we want from each other, yes. You’re free, and so am I. I know it won’t be easy, that we’ll need to adjust some arrangements involving Bobby, but I’ll try to be the best father our son deserves. I’ll get ready in my apartment, and I assume you’ll want to go in separate cars. I’ll respect whatever you decide." Dean says, looking at you as if he’s waiting for confirmation that you understand he’s breaking your heart, but it’s for the greater good. You think about yelling, throwing something at him, or doing something dramatic, but your son must be sleeping in the next room, and disturbing him is the last thing you want.

"I want you to leave. I’ll take Bobby later. Don’t expect me to act like everything is fine, but I’ll do my best to be decent and not ruin my sister’s and your brother’s day. Now, just go, Winchester." You say, controlling yourself as much as possible to avoid breaking down and losing your composure. Dean hears your words and seems like he wants to come to you, to comfort you. But how could he fix what’s breaking? So, he leaves, taking part of you with him. You then try to collect yourself, going to your son and holding him in your arms while he sleeps peacefully. At least you have him amid all this.

END

[solchle]

I AM EXPLODING UR ART IS SO GOOD WHAT⁉️💥 also heard ur opening reqests‼️could u do the lamp n the sketchbook one more time CAUSE AUGH I LOVE THEM I’M🥺🥺🎊

HERE IT IS!! (rquest#3 :³)

[kimtaegis]

three superheroes, anpanman! for @sopekooks ♡

cr. jung-koook

[kylos-starlight]

As the hours pass I will let you know That I need to ask Before I'm alone How it feels to rest On your patient lips To eternal bliss I'm so glad to know

Ben Solo x Kaden Reese (S/I uses they/them pronouns)

tagging: @dragonsmooch || @kylars-princess || @ama-ships || @heatobrienswife || @mahitoslittlebird || @little-miss-selfships || @roboraindrop

[starpros-sunshine]

Thinking about the wataei exchange diary again....

[noxtivagus]

apollo's doing the drk lvl 80 quest rn n my mind is just. no thoughts only drk again

[booksunet]

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[secretlovezz]

Simon coming home to you cuddled up into yourself on the couch, reading a book that looks like it has at least five hundred pages (he doesn't know how you do it), and wearing his clothes.

You're wearing his clothes.

You're wearing his clothes.

Something surges through his large frame and he realizes just how in love with you he is, how much he adores having this domestic life with you when he returns home. His hands start to shake and suddenly he's moving quickly to discard his boots from his feet and his jacket from his broad shoulders.

You look up from the pages you had been briefly lost in to see your lover as he walks closer to you. Your smile is bright at the sight of him and he swears his heart starts beating impossibly fast in his chest, you always made him feel like a teenager falling in love every time he was close to you.

"Hi baby," Simon tries to hide the way his lips twitch upwards at the sound of your voice. You close your book move it to the side and reach your arms out toward him. His shoulders shake with a silent chuckle at your grabby hands aimed at him.

When he reaches you he practically melts into your body. You're devastatingly warm against his cold exposed skin and he audibly groans at the feeling of being pressed against you.

You wordlessly move your hands to the base of his neck to remove his balaclava then run your fingers through his hair making an effort to scratch at his scalp which only has him groaning again.

"Ya look good in my clothes," He whispers into the crook of your neck his lips brush gently against your skin and it makes you shiver.

"Mm knew you'd like that," your voice is filled with amusementand you smirk.

His head pops up to look into your eyes and he glares but the smallest of smiles grace his scarred lips.

"Don't go teasin'," you laugh a soft laugh and he relaxes back into you.

He loves this, just being with you. It makes everything worth it the hours of grueling work just so he could get home to you, his little dove.

And for some reason, seeing you in his clothes makes it all the better.

[anantaru]

synopsis. boothill wants to know how many of his fingers you can take — one? two? or three? <3

cw. metal fingers (they're cold & vibrate), fingering + clit rubbing, calls you baby, fem! reader

"no, no, no," boothill mutters underneath his drawn out exhale as his digits trace soft patterns over your achy clit, "don't buck back, baby, you're already so sensitive, aren't you?" as a grateful hum whirls against your temperate neck.

his eyes scan over your bare body— your tits showing erected nipples, your thighs so prettily soft and your ass, ugh, all for him to look at with your dress pulled up your waist.

naked, you're completely naked and it only made him delve deeper into his want, his need and the desire to crowd you with him.

it's all he wants, everything he needs.

you're so messy, so wet, just perfect. and boothill wonders how more messed up he could get you if he was to insert a finger inside. after all, currently he only rubbed on your clit, pulling on the hood of your pearl and playfully tugging it, surging warm curls into the reactive nerves as you're repeatedly bucking into his hand.

"you want a finger, hm?" he probs at your hole, his voice sounding so handsome, so desperately hot that in truth, you wanted him to fuck you right here and there, skip all of this and grace you with the thick press of his cock stretching you nicely, "just one now?" he winks smugly from behind as he pulls one finger in, leisurely, pressing back and forth to his knuckle and back.

you wince at the coldness immediately, the metal slipping within your temperate walls as you were already pretty much riding the finger. the clear contrast of hot walls and cold finger made you moan his name, moan it wetly and scream it even filthier as you arch your back, your ass rubbing back into his palm as he fingerfucks you.

"hey not yet, don't get too excited, gonna put two fingers in now," he groans quietly, kissing along your neck, rubbing your wet walls with one digit, "need to see you get excited for my cock later, you think you can take two though?" you're beyond overwhelmed by the single one, does he really believe the combination of one finger would give him such a reaction from you if not due to the fact that his digit was vibrating almost cruely.

a cold metal, spilling in and out, vibrating, the quivers and judders of strong sparks reaching all into the blood in your body, rushing through your weeping pussy as you slick him up with your wetness.

you nod eagerly, part your legs for him just a little more as he inserts the second— and this time, the stretch was already burning, a plenitude of pleasure melting into your sensitivity, riveting over your dazed mind. you felt a new sense of excitement enter your psyche, it's dangerous but you do not mind, and as you pull your head back to look at your boyfriend, you see bliss in his own expression, tented in the shadows of his eyes as he licks his lips.

in the most intimate sense, your budding cunt clenches down and shakes at the vibrations of his fingers adding an uncountable amount of new pleasure, the vibration like silent promises, promising you that they'll make you cum and cum all over his hand, right here and there, high on the sensation of the freezing steel entering you this filthily.

"you're so wet for me, oh, oh ugh," boothill bites down on your neck to hide his moans, but his fingers fuck you without pause, so lecherous with their precise thrusts entering your lust-filled body.

"it's so easy for me to just slide in, don't you feel it? you've been waiting for this, didn't you?"

"waiting for me to make you feel good,"

seeing your slick all over him so deviously decadent, made his heart skip a beat and cock hard, all the blood rushing to his erection— fuck, he's so hard and thick, his shaft pushing messily against your plush ass from under his boxers, the girth and length coaxing a thrilling shiver from your body.

"you want me to try three now?" your cunt sucks him in at his words, squelching noises buzzing over your ears in an embarrassing orchestra as you nod your head at him, loved to get stuffed on all ends, with all of him entering you.

"yeah? you want it? gotta be wide open for me, for later," abruptly, he adds the third and the stretch funnily enough— didn't feel too painful, which was due to the fact that you were already wet for him, soaking the insides of your thighs and your ass.

you're gasping, twitching, you're so hungry and bending around his fingers like you're made for him— as if boothill was always supposed to pleasure you this way. the compelling, pressuring thrusts of his digits rocking into your hole was enough for you to become overwhelmed by all the sensations happening at the same time.

sudden warmth fills your belly as you release all over his hand, the sparks of his fingers exuding the vibrations had turned stronger, harder and ruthless to the point where you could feel them attack your sweet, little clit, begging for mercy.

"ohh, yeah, just like that," he places a kiss on your neck, "let me see it, cum for me, pleaseplease," breathing heavily when he broke away to prolong your orgasm, "see? i told you baby, you could take three fingers, maybe more?"

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[arminsumi]

THE HORNIEST

↳ GOJO さとる + fem!reader

Summary : Horny!Gojo needs you so bad, he's insatiable. A menace.

Warnings : minors do not read/interact : smut/explicit content, it's very horny lol, not proofread, c*mshots and creampies, unprotected sex, multiple rounds, implied drunk sex

Note : lmk if you want more horny gojo lol 👍 reqs open!! anyways lol the title cracks me up. he ain't the strongest he's the horniest :(

Horny!Gojo introduces himself to you in the flirtiest way possible, cooing a sweet and drunk "Who invited the goddess?" into your ear. He's sat on the couch with you, one night at a stupid frat party. Starstruck by you. And your reciprocation made his chest feel fluttery for the first time in years. It also made his dick stand up in his pants.

Horny!Gojo leans into you for the whole night, whispering flirty things and dirty jokes into your ear like his mind is a factory pumping them out. You match his playful energy so well, he says "I think we're made for each other."

Horny!Gojo has his sharp eyes wandering to your thighs, then your shoulders, then your lips as you speak — and he licks his lips to wet them.

Horny!Gojo showers you in compliment after compliment, relishing in your reactions and getting greedier; he needs to get you alone. "Wanna go someplace quieter?" he has to shout over the music to ask you.

Horny!Gojo assures you with cocky confidence, "Yeah, I could make you cum. Aw, don't give me that eyeroll, it's turning me on. I know for a fucking fact I could make you cum. I could make those eyes roll back. I could make your legs shake."

Horny!Gojo squeezes your hand tightly when he leads you upstairs, and giggles with you as the two of you escape into a quiet, empty bedroom. His heart is panging so hard in his chest. His body feels electric. He's so horny it's the only thing he can focus on.

Horny!Gojo whimpers when you crash your lips into his. He starts making out wildly with you like he's a sex-deprived loser. Because he is. A sex-deprived, touch-starved college boy.

Horny!Gojo hits those deep, hard strokes with no breaks just to destroy you. He never lets up. Never stops to have a breather or lets you catch your own breath. "Working up a sweat b—abyyy? Too much dick stuffing your little cunt? Yeah? Is it too much? Too big? Too deep? Fuck, you're gonna squeeze my dick off, haha, calm down. It's just a little dirty talk."

Horny!Gojo murmurs into your ear, "All I wanna do is make you finish over and over again." desperation and conviction in his voice. He really just wanted to fuck you into bliss, have you dumb on his fat cock, have you squirming and whimpering and going feral for him.

Horny!Gojo pins you down like a beast but also pounds into you like he's the bitch in heat. "Oh my god oh my god yes yes yes fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckkkk that pussy's so fuckin' gooooodddd" he's a mess, just swearing and moaning like a broken record.

Horny!Gojo almost sobs your name into your mouth when he cums, draining every drop of cum that he's worked up for you in the past hour.

Horny!Gojo turns his creampies into whipped cream with his thrusts, smacking his hips so hard into you that you feel his balls slap against your ass. They're so heavy and full, makes you think that if you weren't on birth control you'd definitely get knocked up with just one of his fat nuts.

Horny!Gojo goes round after round, becoming a melting sweaty mess of a man and feeling his muscles tire out. He pins you to the bed with his whole weight, and gives you his all just to show off a little.

Horny!Gojo has such a strained but enthusiastic voice after fucking you into next year with his dick. "Wow... that pussy's so fucking creamy." he grins toothily. A sweat drop beads off his cheek. His bangs are stuck messily to his forehead, some brushed to the side.

Horny!Gojo is insatiable, he calls you long after the party, over and over, shows up at your door and relishes in how his horniness rubs off on you. He's always a giggly mess in bed with you.

Horny!Gojo needs you so bad some days that he comes to you straight after his workout at the gym, no shower just sweaty gym boy abs, and fucks you as a way to "push his limits" for like three hours.

Horny!Gojo needs to cum everywhere he can. It's like he has a cumshot checklist. Thighs? Yes. Tummy? Yes. Ass? Yes. Chest? Yes. Face? Yes. Pussylips? Yes. Hands? Yes. In your panties? Yes.

Horny!Gojo is so fucking cute when he kisses you after sex, nuzzling your neck like a cat and telling you how good you treat him with that five star pussy.

Horny!Gojo jerks himself alone when you can't come over :( always to you, of course. Sexts like a menace. He's a bit too good at it.

Horny!Gojo gets so pussy drunk sometimes that he begs you to become his wife. His dick feels so raw and sensitive but he keeps squeezing it into that tight hole of yours.

Horny!Gojo is obsessed with you, mind body and soul. Just the sight of you and sound of you makes his dick stand up. And then he's whisking you off your feet and frantically throwing you onto the bed, and you're giggling at your horny boyfriend— oh... when did that happen? Hm. Well now he's your boyfriend.

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[tiza0925]

Hello! I'm new to this but have you ever thought about any of your favorite characters while they're in the act and you look down at a certain part and they're so big on you that it scares you but they're pretty sure it could fit.I don't know if you could write something like that, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.

hellooo, absolutely love this prompt so much ty for this ♡

men that make it fit | 18+

warnings/tags: nsfw, afab/female!reader, size difference, fingering, pet names, praise kink, squirting, raw sex, implied multiple orgasms, large cocks ♡

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Big men who just cover your entire body with theirs when they’re on top of you. 

Guys who make you feel so small when you’re on their lap, their hands are so damn big that they can cover your entire waist, legs, and hands—practically engulfing you. 

Big men that just pin you to the mattress while making out with you, they’re so strong without needing to try, and you probably should feel scared by the difference in strengths but god—you feel so secure. 

And you know he’ll take care of you even if he can hurt you sometimes—never on purpose unless you want it—because of how massive he is. 

Guys who feel just a little bad when they hear you cry from them pushing their thick fingers inside you—stretching your poor cunt and making you leak all over his hand as he curls his fingers inside your plush walls, coaxing out a throbbing orgasm from you. 

“Such a sweet little thing for me,” You hear him murmur, watching as your face twists with pleasure, and he can see the slight worry in your eyes as he fucks you with his fingers. “My baby is taking me so well already.” 

But can you take his cock? 

Fuck—what if it’s too big? 

It must be—his fingers are already too much for you—his dick will be nearly impossible to fit inside you. 

“You think you can be good and take my cock?” You whine, feeling heady and muddy as he pins both of your hands above your head on the bed, while his other hand continues to twist and curl inside you, his thumb pressing and rubbing your swollen clit. “I want to feel my favourite pussy, sweetheart.” 

But you suck in a shaky breath, eyes wide and scared because you know you can’t fit all of him in, and he chuckles breathlessly as he kisses your lips so softly, making you melt against him. 

“Don’t be scared,” He kisses your cheek, then gives your trembling lower lip a gentle pull with his mouth, trying to get you relaxed as he strums his fingers through your sopping folds, his voice low and deceptively soothing. “I’ll be gentle with you, okay?” 

He always is—and that’s the thing. 

No matter how gentle he tries to be—he still ends up stretching you so wide that you think you might actually split in half, the sting of him inside you being too much that you cry sometimes.

He kisses you, and reassures you, hand running up and down your body to spread goosebumps all over your skin. 

Then he’s pushing his pants off to let his fat cock bounce free—it lands on your belly, all hot and heavy, and your breath hitches as electricity sparks through your body—and your heart rate doubles with every passing moment, just waiting for him to stuff you with his cock. 

“Relax for me,” He says while guiding his dick to slide between your plush pussy, letting your slick folds hug his length and coat them in juices as he rocks his hips—his cock head bumping against your clit every time his hips are flushed against yours. 

“You feel that, baby?” Your lashes flutter, your eyes half-lidded as he works you up, making your cunt pulse as he glides his heavy cock over it. “You’re gonna be so good and fit all of me, okay?” 

You gulp, but you still nod—because you want to be good for him. 

You want to feel him and make him feel good. 

And he watches you, focused, taking in every twitch of your features as he slowly pushes the head of his dick inside you—his eyes alight with heat when he sees the way your mouth pops open with a gasp, already feeling the intense stretch of him. 

“You’re okay, baby,” he shushes you, sliding his hands under your thighs to guide them around his waist, and you whine as you hook your arms around his neck, bringing him closer, sloppily kissing him as he waits for you to adjust. “You feel so tight already—fuck—”

He groans, his voice vibrating against you, and you begin to breathe heavily as he pushes his fat cock into you—making you feel every agonizing inch as your pussy struggles to swallow him whole. 

“I—“ Your sentence gets cut short as you choke, already feeling him in your lungs and he’s only halfway in, “I can’t—”

“You can,” One of his hands comes up to swipe a fallen tear on your cheek with his thumb, while his other hand pins you to the bed by the waist. “I know you can, baby, you always did before.”

Which is true—you always did but—

It’s just so fucking big—holy shit—

You bite your lip, and your eyes squeeze shut as you try your hardest to relax—your fluids being pushed out as he lodges his dick inside your warm, plush walls, causing a wet mess all over your thighs and bed. 

You hold him as if you’re clinging onto dear life—taking all of him as he kisses you through it—until his hips finally press against your ass, his cock so deep that your limbs grow numb and you swear you can orgasm already. 

“There you go, sweetheart,” He purrs, waiting a moment as your pussy throbs around him, feeling abused and soaked, and he smiles down at you so achingly soft. “Taking me all like a good girl for me.” 

Then he pulls back—

“Oh god—” And you keen when he rocks his hips forward, sliding his cock along your walls, and he sets a pace of fucking you—getting you wet and your eyes to roll back as he becomes greedy with your pussy. 

“Look, baby,” He grunts, thrusting his cock in and out, his length coming out slick and creamy from your arousal, and he grips your face—fingers squishing your cheeks—to make you look down. “Look how well you’re taking me.” 

Your vision is foggy, you’re barely able to comprehend anything except for the dick inside your sore cunt, and you blink blearily as you try to look at what he wants you to see and—

Fuck.

You watch the way his cock disappears into your pussy, his girth forcing its way into you—and you let out a shaky breath at the way you’re taking it all in. 

Just like he said you would. 

“Told you I’ll make it fit, sweetheart, I always do,” You hear him murmur, and you force yourself to relax into a ragged breath as your limps melt into the mattress beneath you.

You feel like you’re being split in half as he fucks you over and over, bringing you higher and higher until you’re cumming all over him—gushing out liquid as you squirt on his cock with a wet moan, his name on your tongue—

And he takes good care of you throughout it all. His aftercare overwhelms you with cuddles of love and affirmation.

He loves you too much, anyway.

End.

Bokuto, Oikawa, Ushijima, Atsumu, Suna, Gojo, Choso, Sakusa, Geto, Sukuna, Nanami, Akaza, Oda, Kuroo, Hinata, plus any of your fav characters ♡

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౨ৎ simon 'ghost' riley | reader

synopsis: soap accidentally finds out about simon's girl.

tags: fluff, romance, simon is a big baby !! let us all accept this fact, soap and his assumptions, uh bad jokes, very rushed fic, crack ?, reader can indeed fix simon

Soap isn't sure when his assumptions started, nor is he sure how it got to Gaz and Price himself. 

Maybe it was when he started to notice that Ghost left base whenever he could. (How come ye never leave base? It's a hassle havin' to go back and forth for nothin', Johnny.) Maybe it was the smudged color of red and pink on his balaclava, the lingering perfume on his hoodie, or his new wallet taking the place of one that was once worn out.

"Wha's yer favorite perfume, LT?" "My enemies' sweat and tears."

(It's well-known that despite the fact that Ghost does consider the 141 to be his family, he keeps his personal life very private and away from them. They respect that, in turn, but let's face it, Soap is nosy.)

Really, it was an accident. Soap swears it was!

He just happened to be passing by his lieutenant in the bar where the team had all gone to celebrate a wreck of a mission that they've managed to successfully finish. Truly, it was an accident when his eyes caught a glimpse of Ghost's new wallet, and he really, very much so did not mean to watch a little too long – long enough for it to open and reveal a hefty amount of cash and a small square of colors, barely noticeable. 

Soap's feet move before he could quietly search for more.

"Got a new wallet, aye?" He slides beside the taller man smoothly, just as the Brit had grunted out another order of Bourbon. Ghost hums in acknowledgement.

"Y'got a crush on me or somethin', Johnny?"

Soap chuckles even if the other does not. "A just happened tae see it. Fancy little thing."

It doesn't take long before Ghost disappears into the night, but the Scot swears his pace was a bit faster than usual when he left the awfully-smelling bar, and Gaz would be lying if he said he didn't see the little picture of a pretty bird tucked away in his scarily huge lieutenant's wallet.

It's not that Soap often makes bold assumptions about people and their personal lives, not when they're out of reach from him, but can you really blame him for thinking that the words 'Ghost' and 'girlfriend' do not sound right in the same sentence? Would it be considered an assumption this time if he'd seen the photo himself? Surely, his superior isn't some perverted freak who keeps an image of a breathtaking woman he randomly found in his private items. Uh, he hopes not, at least.

"Bullshit!" is what a drunken Soap yells when the Brit nonchalantly discloses to the team, without hesitation, that he is simply not interested in dating. He spills everything he's gathered in the past few months, from the smallest hints to the biggest; the unfamiliar strand of hair on Ghost's hoodie to the wallet from months ago.

"A'm no crazy!" Soap convinces no one as he's ushered back to the barracks for making such an insane assumption about the lieutenant in his unreliable state. Ghost's lips curl up into a smirk against the cold glass of Bourbon in his hand, sat back and relaxed with his legs spread wide.

Call him a big baby (he is) for making a fool out of his sergeant instead of just telling the truth and bragging about his angel to the others, but can you blame him? He just wants to keep you tucked away in his pocket, away from everyone else. What are you talking about, lovie? 'Course 'm not ashamed of you. You're just too pretty for them, is all. Gotta keep m' girl safe, yeah?

Besides, they don't have to know the way Simon melts into the nook of your neck when he gets home from deployment or know that he uses your lavender-scented shampoo. And no, it doesn't matter that Johnny knows. It's his word against the lieutenant's. He spares his LT and turns a blind eye this once.

When the time is right, Simon is sure to properly introduce his heart to his unspoken family. For the time being, he just wants to keep you his pretty little secret.

    divider by @cafekitsune !