#apple.♡

[venuscaotico]

and it was my song,

𝚘͟𝚑͟ 𝚓͟𝚞͟𝚜͟𝚝͟ 𝚊͟ 𝚜͟𝚘͟𝚗͟𝚐 ⠀ ♪

[elysianfeels]

Daddy issues gf 🤝 "I'm old enough to be your father" bf

[gallners]

HIGH POTENTIAL 1.03 "Dirty Rotten Scoundrel"

[girlintodust]

[lecialucille]

[damianito]

From the start ♡

[applebinnie]

▶︎ˏˋ I choose you! >< ´ˎ˗

𖦹 texts w bf!Seunghan ! 𖦹 masterlist

ᯤ soft pokemon lover bf! seunghan ᯤ

→ hong seunghan may look like the usual cold and curt blockmate, but as his girlfriend, you say otherwise. because how can such man have such adorable interests?

warnings: no plot, just these two big babies bickering bcs I like them like that and yes the last photo is edited PLEASE don't come for me (tghat is not super smash bros btw, that's pokemon s&v) also this is so bad it's my first time writing texts saur sorry (´^｀；)

▬ι═══ﺤ モンスターボール ! Ϟ(๑⚈ ․̫ ⚈๑)∩

▬ι═══ﺤ モンスターボール ! Ϟ(๑⚈ ․̫ ⚈๑)∩

thank you for reading! as always, reblogs and likes are appreciated! ik this is mid it's my first text au i'm sawrry (｡╯︵╰｡) comments are always welcome, and asks are open too! love you all lovies mwah! ~

-val 🧸

[juneberrie]

DATING APPLEJACK !

request || equestria girls!apple jack x fem!reader

author's note: everyone say thank you to mars for encouraging my delusions & to the person who requested this. also ive been picturing her the way @/cloiiiiii on tiktok draws her so like yeah

ⓘ word count : 0.8k || applejack masterlist

probably didn't realize she liked you until someone (rarity) told her

"what? no way, i don't like-" and then the "HOLY SHIT I DO LIKE HER!"

she was the last to know

rainbow and rarity have to give her advice on asking you out (rarity's is serious and helpful, dash's is just "ask her out dumbass")

probably asked you out with flowers.

"so uh– i was wondering' if you'd, uh, y'know, wanna go out with me sometime? it's fine if not– y'know what, nevermind its stupi–"

she's so nervous!!!

anyways onto the actual dating hcs

she was the one to say i love you first

you guys were probably taking a walk or something and you were talking and she'll like smile at you really lovingly and go "i love you, y'know"

calls you really cheesy nicknames — sugar, sugar cube, pretty girl, my girl, princess, angel, darlin', missy, sweetheart, sweet pea, honey, etc etc

would take you on the cutest dates!!!

sunsets, picnics, apple picking (duh), late night drives

if u like shopping then she's def the kind of girl who'll hold all your bags

she'll also walk you to all your classes / walk you home

also!!! kind of gf who won't leave u alone in public. like if you guys go out she WILL stay with you at all times cause yk 😕

she's such a sweetheart

will open doors for you and get offended if you try to do ANYTHING yourself

SHE WAS RAISED RIGHT 🗣

can and will give you her clothes to wear. PLEAAASE wear her flannels/shirts around her she will lose her mind

"well, darlin', don't you look nice?" whenever u get dressed up

she either gets flustered really easily or she doesnt

pls imagine her in like. a white tank and jeans and cowboy boots

1 million dead 4923 injured

her voice in the morning >>>>>

it has a little rasp and her accent is like ten times thicker and just ugh

she's jacked btw. apple jacked.

she grew up up a farm like what'd u expect

anyways imagine needing to get smth off a shelf or something and she just comes up behind you and reaches to grab the thing and her arms ohmygod

love languages are definitely acts of service & quality time

CONSTANTLY doing little things for you

holding open the door, getting you flowers every week, randomly cleaning your room when she's at your house, filling up ur drink, ordering for you, etc

such a "my girl" kind of gf

"attagirl" "my girl" "pretty girl" "sweet girl"

randomly gives u compliments

also!! i don't see her as the kind of gf who comments under ur insta posts but she's def the kind who'll post them on her story

she's not a very social media person in general, but any post she does make is probably of you

would def write you a sappy letter on your anniversary/valentines/christmas/new years/your birthday

basically any chance she gets she'll write u a long, sappy letter telling you how much she appreciates you and loves you and yap yap yap

i don't see her as a person who wears much jewelry, but i can definitely see her having a locket with your picture in it, or some kind of matching bracelet

randomly starts yapping about you to the girls

"she's so sweet and i love her an–" "SHUT UP WE GET IT." "dang okay"

they're your biggest fans!!!

pinkie probably made a fan account on insta thats just her posting cute pictures of you guys

rarity helps applejack plan dates and shit

dash playfully flirts with you any chance she gets because she finds it hilarious when aj glares at her

speaking of that, i can't see her being someone who gets jealous super super easily?

like, i can definitely see her sidling up beside you, putting an arm around your waist, and glaring at the person who's flirting with you

"who's this, darlin'?"

she has an rbf so if you're really sunshine-y you guys look ridiculous tg

scary guard dog gf!!!!

such an early riser but if you ask her to stay in bed with you she'll be so dramatic about it (she'll sigh and be like "alright, alright, but just this once" <- its happened multiple times)

apple bloom adores you!!! she'll randomly barge into aj's room to talk to you (aj thinks its cute how much she likes you but she does NOT appreciate her sister's interruption)

100% your biggest supporter

if you do theatre or choir or orchestra, she'll show up to EVERY. SINGLE. PERFORMANCE. you will ever have

if you do sports, trust she'll be at all your games yelling her head off and holding a big ass sign

she's really good at cooking so she'll learn how to make your favorite dishes!!! this also means you guys have cute little dinners at home a lot <3

© juneberrie 2024 – reblogs are appreciated!!!

[lvioung]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwe ㅤbothㅤ like ㅤappleㅤcider

[astralnymphh]

divider dump 2 ♡ৎ..

CLICK TO HELP PALESTINE . PALESTINE RESOURCES random drop of some dividers i made for fics/for fun! credit if you use please! (tw: blood + bones + realistic heart + sword below the cut)

[venuscaotico]

but your hair be smelling like fruit punch ♪

[hansolsticio]

oi coisa linda adivinha quem veio te incomodar sobre o capeta(jeonghan)

todo mundo sabe que esse homem tem um dos melhores, se não o melhor, beijo do svt mas hear me out...... o beijo de pedido de desculpas é melhor de todos.

sabe aquele vídeo do jeonghan performando don't wanna cry? sabe quando ele se ajoelha totalmente desesperado? :)

ele adora os 5 minutos que você consegue se manter brava enquanto ele se humilha pedindo desculpa, se sente um idiota beijando seu pé, ele ama.

ele murmurando "me desculpa, meu amor..." enquanto abraça sua cintura todo mansinho, todo inocente, fica te olhando como se você fosse a única coisa que ele viu na vida, quem que não perdoa?

quando você cede e ele te beija, oque é realmente humilhante é o quão rápido você fica completamente molinha, só deixando ele te levar pra cama devagarinho enquanto faz carinho nos cabelinhos da sua nuca, yoon jeonghan é um demônio.

enfim, fica aí minha foto preferida do capeta 💋

você me odeia tanto... é desumano

✦ — say "sorry". ᯓ y. jeonghan.

— 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘀: você ficaria brava com um homem que tem esse rostinho??? hein??? ficaria???

O beijinho que é deixado na sua coxa acompanha mais um suspiro exasperado da sua parte. Jeonghan não sabia ter limite. Já havia perdido as contas de quantas vezes tentou afugentá-lo nos últimos dez minutos, porém todas as tentativas sem sucesso, ele continuava jogado aos seus pés. Também já havia ameaçado levantar-se do sofá, mas ele te manteve ali sob a alegação de que não sairia do lugar até ter o seu perdão — era um insuportável, isso sim.

"Amor?", os dedos pressionaram a carne das suas coxas, tentava chamar sua atenção a qualquer custo. "Bebê, por favor, não faz assim...", a voz se arrastava de propósito — ele sabia que era golpe baixo. "Perdoa, vai? Por favor.", as mãos se arrastaram até sua cintura de maneira vagarosa. Remexeu-se inquieta, aquilo havia sido mais do que suficiente para te fazer arrepiar. Adentrou por baixo do tecido da sua blusa com certa cautela, temia sua reação. "Olha 'pra mim..."

"Sai de perto, Jeonghan.", balbuciou tentando soar irredutível, a visão desfocada tornava mais difícil a tarefa de encarar a porta da cozinha.

"Saio quando você me desculpar.", rebateu, o aperto na sua cintura se fechando entre os dedos esguios. "Meu dengo, perdoa seu Hannie... 'cê sabe que eu não faço de novo.", outro selo casto em um dos seus joelhos enfeitou a promessa. "Bebê?", os beijinhos subiram, tornaram-se mais demorados, mais molhadinhos. A respiração quentinha cortando a pele úmida te fazia arrepiar, era trabalhoso fingir não sentir nada. "Eu amo tanto você... olha 'pra cá...", o tom era charmoso, você quis sorrir — era muito mole com Jeonghan, que inferno.

Sentiu sua cintura ser liberta e, ainda que tenha guardado qualquer tipo de reação para si, quis suspirar em alívio. Mas o homem não sabia te dar descanso, apenas havia mudado de alvo. As mãos ágeis agora tentavam conquistar os braços cruzados a frente do seu peito. Você jura que resistiu, fechando o cerco com toda a força que tinha — só que era Jeonghan ali. Mal raciocinou e já tinha seus dois pulsos presos no aperto das mãos dele, ficou possessa.

"Solta.", ordenou, tão estressadinha que sequer percebeu ter quebrado com a própria estratégia de não olhar para ele. Lembrou-se disso assim que foi recebida por um sorrisinho vitorioso da parte do homem. "Jeonghan!", ameaçou — não sabe o quê. Tentou libertar-se, tudo em vão. Teve suas palmas beijadas com toda a devoção que anteriormente foi oferecida a suas coxas. Jeonghan envolveu as próprias bochechas com as suas mãos.

"Me desculpa, bebê? Por favor...", o biquinho dengoso pedia clemência. Você suspirou outra vez, mas esse suspiro Jeonghan sabia interpretar, era rendição.

"Tá. Mas me solta logo.", fez charme, o sorriso quase saltando da ponta dos lábios.

"Perdoa mesmo?"

"Perdoo.", rolou os olhinhos, ganhando um som esquisitinho de um Jeonghan que quase pulou em cima de você. Viu-se novamente encurralada, mas de um jeito diferente. Tinha Jeonghan praticamente no seu colo, ainda que ele não estivesse sentado. A proximidade te forçou a ficar grudada no encosto do sofá, olhava para cima, o rosto de anjinho tomando sua visão.

"Dá beijo então?"

"Jeonghan..."

"Você perdoou, não perdoou? Quero beijinho.", inclinou o rostinho. E como se o modo de te olhar não te deixasse mole o suficiente, Jeonghan apelou para provocação.

A boquinha roçando na sua te fez sorrir e depois disso foi fácil conquistar seu beijo. Era calmo, nunca ia com muita sede ao pote, mas sabia te deixar sedenta. Fazia a língua dançar entre as bocas de vocês e afastava-se. Você sempre buscava por mais, tanto que precisava cessar a petulância de Jeonghan com as próprias mãos. E não foi diferente das outras vezes, agarrou-o pelo cabelo mantendo-o pertinho de você, ele riu descarado — sempre conseguia o que queria.

Era tão fácil se perder em Jeonghan, assim como era fácil perdoá-lo por qualquer coisa. Ele te confirmava, todas as vezes, que você era incapaz de se manter distante da sensação de alívio que ele te causava. Nunca seria capaz de negá-lo por muito tempo, precisava disso, precisava do seu Hannie. Produzia gemidinhos fracos contra os lábios do homem, era sempre assim quando vocês estavam sozinhos — fazia questão de que ele soubesse o quão gostoso tudo aquilo era.

Jeonghan sabia. Sabia muito bem. Sabia tanto que quase fundia o corpo ao seu, nem parecia se importar muito com o fato de estar praticamente jogado em cima de ti. Ele te soltou aos suspiros, o rostinho corado fazia sua garganta formigar. Queria mais. Avançou nos lábios inchadinhos outra vez, mal deu tempo a si mesma para respirar. Seu namorado soltou um risinho, envolvendo a mão no seu pescoço para te deixar no lugar — ele realmente precisava de alguns segundinhos.

"Você foi mais resistente hoje... da outra vez eu te quebrei em uns cinco minutos.", arfou, o carinho na sua nuca não era suficiente para esconder o cinismo por trás da frase.

"É? Da próxima vez eu não perdoo de jeito nenhum então.", provocou.

"Você é mole demais 'pra isso, bebê. Aceita.", o homem rebateu quase que imediato. Te assistiu virar o rostinho, o bico enorme denunciava a raivinha teatral. "Vai ficar brava só com isso? Vou ter que usar minha boca de novo..."

— 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘀²: fofurices pois estou com saudades dele :(

[anitalenia]

HIIII , UR LITERALLY LIKE MY FAV CREATOR BUT I HAVE A REQ CAN U MAKE APPLE WHITE DIVIDERS TY IN ADVANCE LUVV

credits to me. feel free to use and save. of course credit would be appreciated but it is not required. I’m just making these for fun <3 ( if you don’t like these please don’t hesitate to tell me 🫶🏻✨🌸 + I really hope you meant apple white from ever after high 🥹😅💖, I’m glad you like my blog THANK YOU SO MUCH MWAH MWAH MWAH THAT MAKES ME HAPPY 🩷 ) @bunnysp1ce @kalkachis

[girlintodust]

[elysianfeels]

My boobs r here for emotional support btw

[hero-hoe]

For the #1 Captain MacTavish enthusiast @brewed-pangolin after talking about that bubble butt 🥵🥵 I had a brain worm

MDNI 18+ ONLY. Vague smut, marriage kink, body and chest hair worship. PiV. Fem!Reader.

Captain John MacTavish who knows exactly what his body looks like, heavy muscles with a healthy layer of fat and even warmer layer of hair all over his body. The man is damn near furry, and he knows exactly how it makes you feel. You, the bonnie lass he met after retirement who he immediately had to wife up.

You, the sweet little thing he loves waking up to long after sunrise on lazy Sunday mornings Cuddled together in bed with you wearing his shirt, your soft thighs thrown over his thick ones, knees cradling his defined waist. One hand behind his head, tucked up under the pillow for extra comfort while the other guides your rocking hips. Letting your delicate hands grope at his chest, knowing you love his "hairy tits" as you once called them.

"That's it, hen. Doin' so good fer me." He groaned, eyes half lidded yet so full of love as he watched you grind yourself on his shaft so lazily. You'd both been at it all morning, the dark brown hair of his thighs now slicked to his skin with your juices. He loved seeing himself covered in you nearly as much as you loved toying with his hair.

Your deft fingers were carded under the loosely curled hairs on his chest, groping at his pecs for balance with every motion, tugging on the pelt of your warrior.

"Atta girl. Can feel ye gettin' close again." The hand comes out from behind his head, moving to cradle yours instead and push your face into his chest. A low moan left his throat when your teeth bit into his flesh, just hard enough to leave an indentation on the side of his breast. "C'mon, lass, be jus' let go fer me." He insists, moaning as you tug the hair on his chest once again in desperation. "Shh, ah ken is a lot, hen, but ma wife can take it, yeh? Ma perfect girl can give me one more."

He finished after you did, a few lazy bucks of his hips into your wet warmth while you bit and drooled into his chest, making a mess of the hair you had so neatly finger combed earlier that morning. He kept you on his lap once you were both done, reaching onto the nightstand for the water bottle you had left on his nightstand and encouraging you to drink.

A scarred hand smoothed down his frazzled chest hair once you were both adequately hydrated, letting out a disapproving tut. "Look at the mess ye made, love. Ma gorgeous wife had me all groomed and ready, and ye fuffed it up. How about ye fix that, hmm?" He teased, knowing just how much you loved getting his hair in order. Be that his mohawk, now musch longer than it was in his service days, or the hair adorning every inch of his powerful body.

Your fingers worked with expert care, straightening out the tangles you had made, arranging the hair of his chest to point inward and downwards towards his stomach. You smoothed out what you could of his comfort-softened tummy, but his grip on your waist wouldn't let you go far enough to reach below his navel.

"Much better, love. Ah'm lucky to have such a caring wife, no?"