#bby is all big cheeky smiles

[typicalopposite]

Damn Buck really got to end a season in a happy and stable relationship. Good for him 💕

[sugurizz]

(SMUT/NSFW +18 Minors DNI!)

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲! 𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ── Sooo I originally uploaded this on my BBY boy’s birthday to celebrate it because he means the WORLD to me bro frrr. But it accidentally got deleted and I only found out about it after a month or sth sooo yeah…poop happens. Anyways enjoy my naugthy boii smut tysm ✨

Lover boy Yuuta who couldn’t forget you after your little escapade together. You were both on vacation and only had a few days left before you had to say your goodbyes and go back to your respective cities.

He gave you the warmest hug the day you two parted ways. His cute straw hat and the fluttering pink on his cheeks had you missing him already.

‘See you soon,’ His much bigger hand held yours. long fingers locking with your smaller ones. ‘Talk to me when you get home.’

You felt frustrated. Having to leave Yuu just a few days after meeting him…

He had the biggest warmest heart and the thickest cock to match, ate your ass like a god till you almost ripped his bedsheets and muttered the sweetest words when he cuddled you on the late summer nights..

‘come visit me soon. I’ll be missing you too…’ You planted a peck on the tip of his nose and smiled, eyes still lustfully glued to his dark ones.

Lover boy Yuuta who kept in close touch with you ever since then. He got more lovesick by the day and hornier by the night. Calling you more often and loosening you up mid convo. Asking you what you’re wearing, the fabric and color of your underwear. Teasing you about the nights he made you cum in tears, reminiding you of how much you whined and moaned, clawed at his back muscles and squirted on his stomach. The sound of his voice talking you into touching yourself, making you crave him more as he does the same. Your whines of dissatisfaction at his absence merge with his deep groans and hearty giggles.

‘Come on sweets…nghh don’t leave me hanging here…cum with me, sweetheart’ He strokes himself faster, making your shaky hands rub your heat.

‘Yuuta…need you so much, my pussy wants you so bad’

‘We’ll be together soon, promise you babe’

He cums and groans low, cursing at how bad he wishes it was your pussy lips squeezing him instead of his own hand.

Lover boy Yuuta who got so embarassed about the idea of sending you nude pictures of him. Not only is he self conscious about how big his cock is but he still wants his girlfriend to see him all soft and vulnerable for her.

You received a pic from him late at night. White towel wrapped around his waist, barely covering past his V-line. He took the pic with a cheeky smirk, big doe eyes shiny and his hair a slightly moist from the shower he just took.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s finally arrived at your homecity, waiting impatiently . You noticed him in his grey sweatpants, waving at you and holding his arms wide open for you to finally fall into. He pulled you in the tightest hug and squeezed your body closer to his, gently stroking your hair.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s been horny for days. His balls all tight and heavy, waiting to be milked dry inside your pretty pussy. He tried to be a sweetheart and give it some time before fucks you dumb, but you couldn’t help waiting and pulled him into your room, dropping to your knees in front of him and pulling his sweatpants lower.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s fuzzy and flustered, he makes sure that he’s not pressuring you into anything like the sweetheart he is, but your eyes bubbling with hearts and your glossy lips planting the wettest kisses on his cock soon shut him up.

‘Oh babe, you feel so good..’

He ruffles your hair and buries your face into his crotch. ‘Do something to me, my balls are so heavy for you, princess.’

Your nose digs into his trimmed pubes. He smells so good and feels so big in your little mouth. Your throat struggles to make space for him but you still take him in. Your teary eyes glance up at him, giving him a lovedrunk stare, fondling his balls softly in your palms.

You suck him off for hours, laying your head on his thigh and licking the sticky precum off his tip, eyes locked with his and nails gently teasing his gorgeous balls.

‘How you doing luv? feels good?’

He shivers and squeezes his thighs around your head, his length twitching and mouth half open in feverish desire.

‘D-Don’t wanna cum yet…wanna do it in your tight pussy’

‘She missed you too..come fuck her like you hate her’

He kisses you senseless, groping your ass and rubbing it back and forth on his hard-on. His moans vibrate against your lips, getting deeper and louder as does his frustration.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s fucking you stupid. His balls are bouncing up and down, bumping on your tiny asshole and making you cry in pleasure.

He keeps you still with one arm and pulls your hair back with the other, having your tits rub against his face.

He smacks your ass on repeat, his large hands leaving their imprint on your skin as you mewl for him to let you cum.

‘Mmmh gosh…fuck my brains out Yuuta!, Make me pregnant’ He holds your face and sticking his forehead to yours, staring into your eyes and lustfully hammering into your tummy.

‘F-fuck..your pussy drives me crazy…Don’t ever leave me..luv you so much, agh’

He holds your hands and props you on his lap, sloppily making out with you and pawing all over your skin. He suckles you tongue and licks your lips till they’re all puffy and soft. The blush on his cheeks never tones down, and his glistening eyes turned teary from so much arousal. His hips rutted faster, raspy moans almost supressing yours.

Lover boy Yuuta who’s covered you all over with his sticky cum; inside your pussy, your butt, your tummy, your face, spurting on your breasts and sucking your nipples till they turned sore and raw.

You skins felt so warm and sticky, gross fluids and sweat covering you both and room getting all hot and foggy from your gasps and moans. He tired you up so much you cried on his dick, begging him to give you some rest as your knees shaked senseless.

‘It’s okay sweetie, bear with me a little more…nghh missed you so much, my big cock still wants more, yeah?’

‘Mmmh Yuuta, hic…p-please wait a sec…it hurtss’

‘Shh, you’re my big girl…You’re strong enough to take me, nice and good’

He cums inside you once more, plugging your cunt with his middle finger and planting a playful kiss on your cheek.

‘Thank you, Yuuta..’ You smile at him softly. You stare at him, all amourous and melty. Tummy so full with your boyfriend’s cum and arms wrapped around him in a warm embrace.

He holds you tight and rests his head on yours.

‘You’ll thank me more tomorrow, sweet cheeks.’

[therealbatgirlishere]

Trips in (tripin p2

recap: miles had questioned you of your appearance due to his annoyance, being curious as to why you got all dolled up.. . X x. Bby dad miles x bb ma y/n

Do not post my workings please :)

“You wearin makeup? And what’s up with yo fit and hair?” He asked, staring you up and down as he pointed.

As annoyed as you were, wanting to snap at him right then and there you just gave him a very annoyed stare before taking a deep breath then saying.

“Look, we ain’t gonna talk about this alright? Zion’s right here.” You reply, calmly staring down at your kid and stroking his locks gently. He was zoned out, staring off into space or stm. Zion just looked up and gave you his signature small smile. Showing his dimples. A flash of annoyance fell on miles face before going back to deadpan.

“Fine, alr? You can get away with it this time.” Miles responded, giving you a cold stare before looking at his kid with a slight smile. “Hijo, vámonos ahora, ¿vale?” He said to his kid warmly before putting his hand out for him.

“Ok papa.” Little Zion replied softly,  his attention going to his father as he stared up at him with a smile and taking his hand, miles then picked him up with a little fake groan. 

“Getting too big for papa.” He stated to his son Zion, giving him a little smile. He was a good father, or at least a decent enough one. Always tying to keep his calm around him even with his anger issues, taking responsibility for him instead of leaving like a deadbeat. (Bare minimum ong.) he even bought him toys and a whole ass tv for Zion so he can watch Bluey or some shit. 

“Alright.. you two have fun. Be good for mama Zion.” You say, pinching Zion cheeks and pecking it with love. Zion let out a small squeal before nodding. Miles watched silently, giving you a blank stare before nodding.��

“Adios.” Miles said before turning away and holding his son in his arms, you watched him get in the car and drive off, his engine roaring.

—————————————————————

Who the fuck did you think you were? 

Dressing up,  going full out. At some fucking club like a slut. Miles thought to himself, staring down at your story you posted on social media. He had just put Zion to bed in his room and was now lying down on his bed, black sheeted duvets as he was only wearing grey sweats, shirtless  and annoyed. You were skulling down a bottle of tequila as your friends cheered you on, encouraging you. “Chug! Chug! Chug!” On and on. You were so beautiful though, he was captivated by your beauty as he watched you. Sure, it wasn’t exactly attractive to see a woman gulp down a bottle of tequila like it was the last thanksgiving meal but hey. It’s was you right? Your angelic face, those deep dimples showing as you grinned widely while chugging down the bottle. Zion really did have your dimples, he was a reminder of you. He could see you in Zion sometimes. The locks, his dimples, the cheeky smile he gives whenever he makes a mess. He had a lot of cute habits that you did too. (He doesn’t mean it in a weird way.) Miles let out a sigh before turning off his phone, lying down into the bed properly as his head tilted back into the soft comfy pillow. Crossing his arms as he places the blanket under his arms,  he was furious. You were still his so why would you go out into the club? Maybe he’ll stop by tomorrow after dropping Zion off to school. Remind you that you don’t get to fuck around with your little friends, you better not have fucking been near any other guys too. But it was time to head for bed. 

End of part 2, my hands kinda hurt 🤭. Might b smut in part 3 idk 🤷🏽‍♀️ sorry if it’s fucked up or if u can’t rlly read it I was tired n rushing

[sinsandsweetness]

Bby I’m in need of some fluff.

Reader who’s a cat lover and wants to bring a cat home with them to Alexandria and Rickyl, Daryl doesn’t want the cat but Ricks like ���let’s let her have the cat what harm would it do”

Lol anyways they definitely let her have the cat

Daryl definitely warms up to the cat too.

(this is too fucking cute)

You swallow hard as Rick reaches for the front door, simultaneously nudging you forward.

“C-can you tell him?” You ask softly. Rick can only shake his head and chuckle as the two of you walk into the house.

“Nuhuh, baby. You’re the one that wanted ‘em, so you gotta be the one to tell him.”

Rick gives Daryl a hug upon seeing him. You would, but your hands are a little full.

“What’s that?” He asks. Brows furrowed into a confused scowl.

“You gotta promise not to get mad. And- promise we’re not gonna like… eat them or anything.” His perplexed look deepens and you become even more nervous. Nervous that he’ll tell you to go put them back where you found them.

“Baby, what’s in the box?” He repeats his question. Definitely more concerned about the contents now.

“The mama didn’t make it,” you explain, setting the shoe box down on the counter. Hushed little “meow”s coming from the cracked open lid.

“No.”

“You haven’t even seen them, Dare,” you whine. Already rejecting the prospect of such adorable kittens.

“Not happening.”

“Told you he’d be like this,” Rick chimes in, leaned against the counter. Cheeky little grin splayed on his face.

“Like what?” Daryl seems defensive. Momentarily distracted by Rick while you open the shoebox and grab the cutest one. All black fluff with big yellow eyes. By far the cutest of the 5.

“All grouchy ‘n shit. You’re never any fun anymore.” You complain, holding the kitten out in front of you.

Daryl’s scowl only deepens.

“C’mon, Dare. How can you say no to this lil face?” You pout your lips and hold the kitty beside your face. Trying your best to guilt him into letting them stay.

“…”

“Please,” you try one last time, giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes you can possibly manage.

“One. You can keep one. The rest need to go.” Fuck yeah!

You breath out a sigh of relief. Handing him the kitten, which he definitely didn’t want to hold. But as soon as it cuddled up where he held it against his chest, it started purring. Begging to be loved. And that must have tugged a heart string.

“I’ll ask around if anyone wants the rest.” You tell him over your shoulder, already making your way out of the door with the shoebox. 4 little kittens cuddled up and ready for some new homes.

And when you get back, empty handed and feeling satisfied, Daryl is asleep on the couch, with soft snores leaving his lips. The kitten cuddled up on his chest and purring away. The two of them looking like a damn match made in heaven.

Rick has an ankle crossed over his knee, lounging back to read a book in his armchair. You walk over and plop yourself into his lap, squirming around until the two of you are comfy. His hand snaking around your waist, as his eyes move along the lines of the page.

You lean into his ear and kiss his neck gently, earning a sweet little sigh from the man. You whisper softly, trying not to wake up the other man,

“Told you he’d warm up to it.”

And all Rick can do is smile and roll his eyes.

[googleincognitomode]

Thg headcanons according to moi

SMILES

katniss - likely has a crocked smile, that being her usual smile to everyone. Pretty tight lipped. has a slight longer & sharper canines. quiet and a sweet smile. used for family, but can make it really performer like. nevertheless, it’s a youthful smile- reminding you she is a teenager and is shy.

peeta- the nicest gummy smile I imagine. an really happy smile- infectious. the smallest, and a little noticeable, gap between his teeth. he really notices and hates it, but katniss gushes over it. saying it makes his smile really eye-catching. will age w smile line- which is so so beautiful.

gale - a pretty smile. usually it’s sarcastic and more of a smirk- grin. but if a genuine smile, he shows he’s teeth. a good open smile w corner mouth dimples. teeth are really straight and objectively gorgeous

haymitch- a lot of gaps in his teeth, a little crocked. doesn’t rlly smile, more of a ‘smirle’. however, it’s always pitiful n sad. a smile hoping wishful thinking.

effie- surgically perfect. has veneers- though I like to think she has a little lisp in her speech- adding more to her advante-grade image. her natural smile had bunny teeth and a little underbite. but that was surgically enhanced and fixed in the Capitol

prim- has that ‘newborn baby’ smile. a little cutie-patootie smile. big n open n wide. Even closing her eyes a bit with how big it is.

Finnick- the nicest smile out of them all. like a Tom cruise n Julia Roberts smile. Like it swoons you- life you look and BANG you’re in love. naturally, it’s really cheeky and flirty/playful.

annie- downwards smile. possibly the sweetest of them all. literally so pretty- w finn always laughing and saying “show me your teeth when you smile!” for her to open smile like emma watson. makes her cheekbones really bop! has one dimple on her left side n

Johanna - an exaggerated wide smile. Holds an anger to it, even if it really happy. “Smile properly Jo! aren’t you happy?” “I am Anne! I’m trying hard, I just look like a maniac”

beetee- it’s a flat line. But it’s endearing. it’s a cute-awkward smile. mainly straight, w the tips curving up. the cheek puff up. Like a bby chipmunk

[danddymaro]

Little Charm | Revenant x Reader

somewhat floof for this bby 

could be considered as a friendship fic

Word count: 349

Little Charm

You stared at the charm that hung on the side of Revenant's weapon, immediately recognizing the little figurine as none other than you.

It was a miniature version of you, a rather adorable one that you had favored when it'd come out as merchandise for the fans.

It wasn't the first time seeing it up close, but what was surprising was that Revenant, of all people, had it clinging to his weapon.

Your face heated up the longer you looked, eventually forcing you to stray your eyes elsewhere because it just urged you to ask... why?

Why use it?

Was this just another way to unnerve you?

After all, he had a tendency to do so.

'maybe he just found it...' you then think, considering perhaps that it was something someone else had dropped.

- Wattson did like to collect them.

'yeah...' you inwardly mused.

You're trying not to make a big deal about it, but your mind's already running with all the possibilities, moreso when you catch him glancing down at it before idly flicking it.

- A little chuckle following the act.

Finally, you found it in you to look away. Yet, you couldn't stop the way your mouth twitched, the ends slowly inching up as you moved along the same path your partner did.

You couldn't possibly find it in yourself to ask him why he'd had it, but like the strange creature he was, he noticed your roaming eyes and didn't shy from the conversation.

" - Got a problem?" he asked bluntly, and you rapidly shook your head 'no.'

  "Nah..." you breathed, "Just flattered," you said truthfully, showing him a smile, one that was a bit too cheeky as you pointed at the dangling collectible.

"Maybe I should start carrying around a little you with me too," you suggested your coy response one that was rewarded with an actual laugh from him.

You look up at the atmosphere, enthralled as you continue to listen to him laugh. Idly, you muse over how, strangely, your most cherished moments are with a being meant for carnage. 

[heythere-mel]

Lovefool

Chapter 3: I Can't Care 'bout Anything But You

Frankie Morales x F!Reader

W/C: 1.6K+

A/N: SURPRISE! Ya girl is back with the next chapter in this little series. I haven’t updated in a year (holy shit I am SO SORRY.) but here we are with my fave lovebirds. Happy Halloween to all the homies out there and comments, likes, anything are welcomed. Enjoy bbys! 🎃🤍

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2

——-

“I’m gonna marry her one day.”

That little black velvet box was taunting him.

You had just left for work when he decided to give the simple, yet elegant piece of jewelry another glance. He kept it hidden in a small lockbox he still had from when he was in the service, knowing you would probably never look there. Secretly, it’s where he stored anything of sentimental value in. From one of the first little love letters you’d given him, to a movie ticket from your first official date, even a couple of cheeky Polaroids you took for him as a birthday surprise a few months back.

You had been in a relationship for well over two years now. Having made the step of finally moving in together about six months prior, Frankie could honestly say it’s the happiest he’d ever been. He had the obvious approval of the guys, his family adored you, even the señoras at the floral shop he liked to frequent when he wanted to surprise you with a fresh bouquet would ask when he was going to finally pop the question. He knew it shouldn’t have come off as such a challenge, but like everything else he was, in typical Frankie fashion, overthinking it.

“How am I going to do this?” Frankie sighed, running his finger over the precious stone. His phone buzzing on the nightstand pulled him from his thoughts.

“Hello?”

“Hola feo! Hey, we’re at the store right now picking up pumpkins for tomorrow and found these cool stencils to use. Can I buy them or is that considered cheating? You know Ben could use as much help as possible.”

“I’m going to beat your girl in the contest this year Frank!” Benny screams in the background.

“Go ahead and get them. You know he’ll still find a way to fuck it up.”

“Fuck you Fish!”

He laughs at the other man’s competitive nature. You had won the Halloween carving contest two years running now. There wasn’t any big prize involved, but bragging rights and pick of the scary movie you all would be watching that night was incentive enough. (Benny thinks it’s because you’re Frankie’s girl that gives you the advantage. In actuality, he just sucks.) He stares back to the ring as Santiago goes on about the prices of Halloween candy when his eyes go wide.

“Pope! Change of plans! I need you guys to help me with something!”

——-

The next day Frankie is doing his best to keep cool. He’s kept himself busy by cleaning up the house, making sure the little ghost lights you found are strung up around the patio perfectly, even bringing out the couple of plastic tables you would be using and setting them up with assorted carving tools and paints.

Honestly, anything to keep from having to face you for too long, he was doing.

Frankie knew he had some time so he quietly went through his plan one last time. You, on the other hand, were busy picking out the perfect design for your pumpkin. You told him it’s not about winning, but thinking back to the little smirk on your face when you were announced as the winner again last year and Benny smashing his pumpkin in a humorous protest was enough to have you wanting that first place spot again.

“Babe! Where you at?”

“Outside hermosa!”

You step out to the back patio and gasp at the setup.

“Frankie! This looks so good!” you praise as you run up and give him a quick peck.

“You like it?! It was a bitch untangling those ghosts so it better look good.”

“Ugh, handsome and he knows how to string up lights? You’re gonna fuck around and get yourself wifed up Morales.” He stiffened momentarily by your choice of words before shaking his head and cracking a smile.

“Oh! Help me pick out a picture for my pumpkin!” you pull out your phone and enthusiastically start swiping through the selected photos. “Should I do the witch flying on a broom, or this werewolf howling at the moon?”

“Should you even be showing me your design? We are competing against each other too cariño.”

“Are we though?” your left eyebrow arching in question.

“Wow, that hurt.” his faux wounded expression making you giggle.

“Hmmmm, they’re both great options but do you think you can finish something that elaborate tonight babe? It’s timed too, remember.” He knew you could, but the longer he could distract you later, the better.

“Is that a challenge?!” narrowing your eyes at him and he throws his hands up in surrender.

“I mean, I know you got it in you, but Benny said he’s bringing his A-game tonight, and to watch your ass. I just don’t want you getting too caught up and you don’t finish.”

“Ohhhh, just you wait precioso! I’m not back to back champ for nothing!”

With that final say you run out to finish getting ready, leaving Frankie standing there with a huge grin plastered on his face.

Yeah, she’s the one.

——-

The sun had finally begun to set as you and the boys gathered in the backyard. While you were busy helping Will gather the pumpkins from the house to bring out, Santi and Benny found it to be the perfect opportunity to pull Frankie aside to see how he was doing.

“You ready hermano?” Santi whispered, grabbing him by his shoulders.

“You look like you might yak Fish.”

“Don’t listen to him, you look great! This flannel is nice. Going for the lumberjack look I see.”

“Cállate pendejo. She happens to like it.” Frankie retorts.

“We’re just giving you shit, you know that.”

“I know. I’m just a little nervous.” Frankie mutters as he looks over Pope’s shoulder to make sure you’re still in the house.

“No need. That girl in there loves you. So much so, it’s almost sickening how cute y’all are.”

“Yeah man! And feisty as hell, which is why I love messing with her.” Benny snickers to the group.

“Thanks guys. I owe you one.”

“No problem. Just remember, I call dibs on best man. Ben said he wants flower girl.” Santi throws his thumb back to Benny, nodding in confirmation.

“Deal.”

——-

“Okay, y’all know the rules. We’ve all got an hour to carve, paint, whatever you wanna do to your pumpkin and then we’ll vote. No peeking at other pumpkins until we’re all done. Benny, no smashing your pumpkin when you lose. Sweetheart, take it easy on us this year okay?”

“Can’t promise you anything boys. Good luck hermoso.” shooting a wink toward Frankie who’s seated at the opposite end of the table.

Frankie opts for painting his pumpkin this year. His design wouldn’t necessitate the full hour so he tries to drag it out as slowly as possible.

He grows more anxious by the minute. What if she says no? That’s always a possibility, right? The hour suddenly seems to be passing by too quickly for his liking when he decides to look over. You’re caught up cracking jokes with his brothers, your small pocketknife in your hand for hollowing out smaller sections of your design, and singing along to the Halloween playlist blaring from the speaker. He’s never felt more right about anything.

——-

Will looks to Frankie as the timer is about to go off on his phone. A quick nod and crooked smile signal he’s ready.

“Okay and time!”

The other guys both look up to Frankie with knowing grins on their faces. A small thumbs up from Santi thrown in for good measure.

“Wait! Just let me get this last piece!”

“This is why she wins because she’s still working after the time!”

“I told you it would be too much babe.”

“Hush Morales!”

“Alright, since I’m the oldest, I’m going first.”

Everyone’s attention is now on Will as he turns his pumpkin around. He usually puts up a good fight as well when it comes to this which is why you’re thrown off when you see his final product.

“Will. You carved your name into your pumpkin?”

You were clueless.

“It’s classic.” giving a small shrug. “Pope.”

Santi claps his hands together and quickly turns his pumpkin. A delicate You carved into it.

“You. Guys what’s going on?”

Frankie couldn’t help his shit eating grin as he sees the visible confusion on your face.

“That’s a nice looking you, Santiago.”

“Why thank you Benjamin. You’re up.”

Alright, your main competition. You hadn’t caught on to what the others were doing but if anyone would give you a run for your money, it was Benny.

“Get ready to have your mind blown sweetheart!” turning his pumpkin to display a brightly colored Marry sprawled across the front. Then it clicks.

“Marry. Fra…”

Before you could get his name out you gaze to your left to see your boyfriend turning his pumpkin. The word Me painted in your favorite color with a question mark and cutely drawn ring that glittered for effect.

Frankie’s heart was pounding as he steps from around his side of the table. Setting his pumpkin down gently beside yours, he pulls the box from his back pocket as he gets down on one knee. Your watery smile like a breath of fresh air telling him to go ahead.

“Hermosa, these last few years have been everything to me. You are everything to me. You know I’m not good with words…”

“You’re doing fine mi amor.” bringing one of your hands up running it over his cheek.

“…but would you, will you marry me?”

“Yes Francisco!” Those words instantaneous as he released a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

He places the ring on your finger before you practically tackle him to the ground. The others whistling and cheering from the table behind you.

“You’re gonna wife me up, huh Morales?”

“I had to before I ended up the wifey.” Your boisterous laughter couldn’t be contained. Your smile shining the brightest he’d ever seen it. He couldn’t wait to continue making you do that for the rest of his life.

“Well, I say I won this years contest boys!” Benny exclaims.

“What are you talking about?! If anything Fish won!”

“Did you see how she was speechless at my pumpkin?!”

“Wait, what did you end up going with?” Frankie queries.

“The werewolf. It fit perfectly with An American Werewolf In Paris that I had picked to watch.”

Benny turned your pumpkin around to show the rest of the guys. An audible groan leaving his mouth when he sees the detail you were able to put in, even in such a small amount of time.

“I’m never gonna win this contest again.”

“Hey Ben, your pumpkin was amazing. And since I’m in such a fantastic mood, I relinquish my award to you.”

“OH HELL YES! WE’RE WATCHING MONSTERS INC!”

“Benny that’s a child’s film what the fuck?!” You hear him and Santi bicker as they rush inside to get the film queued up. Will hot on their heels to give you two a minute.

“You sure you wanna sit through that?”

“Let him have it,” leaning in closer to his ear.

“I get my real prize after they’re all gone.”

[oikadori]

VAL VAL VAL VAL pls can u maybe do more of the zoom call thing w leaving the camera on w oikawa, atsumu & bokuto ILL ADAGHAAJAK I LOVE IT <3

LEAVING THEIR CAMERA ON WHILE BEING SOFT WITH THEIR S/O PART III

⇢ includes: oikawa, atsumu, bokuto| PART I | PART II

⇢ genre// cw: fluff , f!reader // suggestive, atsumu is more teasing than soft sksksksk

⇢ wc~ 1K

a/n : YESS YESS I’LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU BBY sksksks i’m glad you like them I have so much fun writing them to be honest!

reblogs are v v cute 

“You look so pretty like that.”

Oikawa’s voice comes from the corridor that leads to your room. He is carrying his sport bag as he shoots a cheeky smile in your direction.

“You mean, when I’m clueless about what is the lecture about?” you scoff after you had deactivated your mic and camera. Rising an eyebrow and pointing at your laptop’s screen where is your teacher talking, you lock eyes with the setter.

“Yeah, exactly when you are completely clueless―”, he chuckles, dropping his bag on the floor with a soft thud before walking towards you, “―it makes me feel smart”

You roll your eyes before he wraps his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling his nose against your cheek and leaving a trail of kisses over your skin, his fluffy hair tickling your neck, drawing giggles out of you.

“I’m still in class, Tooru” you say in between giggles as he covers your face in sloppy kisses.

“But I’ve missed you!”

“We saw each other an hour ago!”

“And your point is?”, he quirks an eyebrow before burying his face in your neck, making you chuckle even harder than before.

“You are an adorable couple, but class is not over yet!”

Your boyfriend freezes, chocolate orbits opening wide, mouth still latched at your skin as he lifts his gaze to face your teacher.

“Shit”, you choke out before desperately searching for the buttons that truly deactivated your mic and camera. Oikawa’s cheeks are a light pink as he lets out a nervous chuckle, straightening up before rubbing his nape.

“Sorry!”

“Oikawa-san~”, A bunch of female voices come out of the speakers and you automatically roll your eyes.

Regaining his confident self, he shows them his charm, smiling as he makes his trademark peace sign, causing the girls to sigh dreamily. But before they can admire your boyfriend any longer, you finally press the right button.

Oikawa immediately pouts, making you frown as he clings again onto your neck, whining.

“What?!”

“You could have showed me off a little more!”

“Doll I need ya!”

Atsumu whines, sitting in front of his desk, dropping his head back on the chair as he looks at your figure across the room.            

“I’m busy” you say not even sparing him a glance, putting a frown on his dark brows. You keep reading your book on his bed as the setter squints his eyes at you, “You are in class anyways.”

“But I have my camera off, we aren’t doing much!”, you lift your gaze, finding his hazel orbits begging at you. You sigh, standing up and taking long steps in his direction.

“What do you want ‘Tsumu?”

“Make me company! Sit on my lap, doll”, he pats his thigh with a sneaky smirk that had you frowning.

You try to gaze at the laptop to make sure there are no unexpected viewers but Atsumu quickly grips your waist pulling you onto his lap, making you grunt.

“There we go, god, you are very prickly!”

“What did you say?” you shriek, pushing his arms away to stand up when a cute laugh slips past his mouth as he tightens the grip on your waist, leaning closer to your face.

“Sorry, sorry,but you look so cute when you are angry”, a teasing grin swirls on the corner of his lips as he erases the distance between you, eyes softening as you pout.

And before you can say something else, he captures your lips, silencing any of your further complains. Your hands travel to his neck, instinctively caressing the back of his head.

“Miya―”

“SO, THIS IS THE REASON WHY I CAN’T BE IN MY OWN ROOM?!”, Osamu interrupts the teacher, his brows bowing up in surprise across the screen as the kitchen counter acts as background. You tense up as Atsumu’s chuckles resonate against your lips.

“You wanted to get caught, don’t you?”

Atsumu’s eyes blink for a moment, staring at your warm face before cupping your chin as his free hand squeezes your hip.

“Not really, but it’s a bonus they got to see how lucky I am”

“Kou, I can feel you staring, you know?”

Bokuto jumps from the small gap he left while opening the door, attempting to sneak silently into your room. You press the keyboard mindlessly, too tired to make sure your camera is actually off as you turn to face Fukorodani’s captain.

“I wanted to surprise you!”, he confesses, thick eyebrows falling but just as quick his eyes shine as he moves his hands excitedly, “I found this cool movie and―

“Kou, I’m sorry but I have to finish this group project first” you point at your laptop where your classmates are yelling at each other before smiling faintly at him,

Bokuto’s face contorts as he sees the way you squeeze your nose bridge with closed  eyes. He moves behind you before leaning down to plant a soft kiss on top of your head,

“Babe, you need to rest too”

“But―”

His big hands travel to your shoulders, putting some pressure on your muscles, giving you a so needed massage that had you letting out quite sighs.

“Feels good?”, he coos, smiling as he hears your cute sounds with each movement of his thumbs over your skin. You lean your head to the side, so your cheek rubs the outside of his palm, making Bokuto blush as he laughs softly.

“Hey, Y/N, are you falling asleep?!!”

One guy says from the laptop, smirking teasingly at the ace, causing your eyes to flutter open and your cheeks to burn realizing you’ve been observed all this time.

“She was finally relaxing, dude!” Bokuto says, frowning, as the other one chuckles in the background. He stands by your side before spinning your chair, so you face him.

“Kou?”

Without a word, he carries you Koala style, completely ignoring your classmates complains from your laptop. His face turns to the side, kissing your cheek as his strong arms hold you tightly against his bulky body.

“Sorry gorgeous but you are taking a nap right now!”

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[soobinsupreme]

𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐

pairing- idol!enhypen x gn!reader

GENRE- FLUFF!

WARNINGS- BAD HUMOR / NOT PROOFREAD / IF YOU LOOK CLOSE THERE IS SOME SWEARING

heeseung- wanted to be the one to do it. ngl he prolly had everything planned out and was just abt ready to confess to u. but of course, u confessed before him. yes u baddie. nyways he prolly pouts a bit but obviously accepts ur confession. definitely complains abt not being able to confess first aLL ThE TiMe.

jay- wouldnt know how to act. would want to be the one to confess but shit happens lol. prolly happens at the hybe buildings. gets cocky af. u prolly confess in front of jake. jake is shitting. will prolly say something like 'how could u resist me". jake clowns him later at the dorms. all the members are impersonating him the next day.

jake- u confessed in the practice room. he was prolly taking a break from choreo. u just felt a rush of confidence. u blurted it out just so randomly in front of all the members. the members are quaking. practically sobbing. jake 100% freezes. does a slow mo turn towards you. naur. is a tomato. all the members are 'oooh'ing. big smile when he tells u that he likes u as well.

sunghoon- finds ur confession absolutely adorable. u prolly make this man so so shy. pls hes just so whipped for u. mans has tinted pink cheekies and a cute lil smile on his face. u confessed while u two were watching a movie together on ur bed. u just felt like it was a now or never thing. hes looking at u with his head resting on his hand. almost immediately responds with 'ive been waiting for u to say that'. pls now ur shy. u end up finishing the movie with ur hands laced together.

sunoo- clowns u. u confessed with a little letter bc u were too shy to actually say it in person. u left the letter under his pillow after u hung out together. niki is prolly the one who finds it. laughs abt it when he realizes what u meant in ur letter. texts u to come back over. makes u confess to his face. then pretends to contemplate ur confession. he likes u he just loves teasing u. tells u abt ten agonizing minutes later that he likes u too.

jungwon- the most casual abt it. smiles and responds with an 'i like u too'. prolly continues ur lunch date like nothing happened. will hold ur hand while he talks to u after. giggles and blushes a lil more than usual. kisses ur cheek when u leave to go home. tells all of the members when he goes home. is very giggly that night bc he just keeps replaying ur confession and him kissing u in his head all night.

niki- bub. pls poor bby freezes. is too stunned to speak. stares at u for at least fifteen minutes without saying anything. ur very concerned at this point. snaps out of it once u wave ur hand in front of him. u start to apologize for making things awkward when he cuts u of with a 'no i like u too' while he stares at the ground. hes so shy. will be a lil awkward for the rest of the time u hang out. will ask u if u rlly meant it before u leave. nd u will confirm it with a lil smooch to his cheek.

[tutuandscoot]

A very good day to everyone but especially to Mr Scott having the time of his fucking life during MR practices (Feat. Tessa):

Part 1.

1. Breaking where they usually break but being super handsy and actually before their run through as they were skating around they were miming this kind of action- being super intense, seductive and sensual, so I think Scott told her to really come at him- the way he throws her hands around him- hands in hair and faces.. close lips… then once they’re done he grabs her hand, coordinated head turn then Scott miming the same movement again. Big cheeky smiles as well coz they know how amazing they are and they have so much fun being seductive and hansy 😌🔥

2. Singing and feeling the music in his body with that arm movement

3. Breaking after their spin, Scott pulling Tessa close to him (that thing were he pulls her arm- sometimes both towards him instructing her to hug him- it happens in their post skate hugs sometime he pulls her arms around him) she puts her hand on his chest, he cups her face with a soft forehead touch as he’s singing the lyrics ‘it all revolves around you’, a pat on the back before skating around the corner. This is just another moment where he looks so overwhelmed with love. I don’t mean to say Tessa doesn’t but the way it comes out of Scott- like he just can’t hide it, it’s so palpable. Like as is singing he just exhales and collapses into her to embrace her and hold her face to his to tell her how beautiful she is he is just so beyond happy to be sharing this moment with her. Ugh.. 😩

4. Straight after this where they are still overflowing with love and happiness they have a precious snuggly cuddle where they once again prove that their’s is the PERFECT height difference. Scott with more singing through his body and T joining in with some musical marking (the Apollo arabesque on ‘by your side’) this was one of the first practices- before the team event (coz they do the altered rotational lift (I think) so this feels still like ‘we made it kiddo, we’re actually here’

5. Marking the prince lift on the climax in the music- some operatic singing I’m sure

6. A little baby kiss on the shoulder for Miss T then getting her up very quickly with a big pat on the back. Then some GIANT SMILES for these precious lil dancing bbys who just had so much fun in their run through coz at this point they were so prepared, so trained and well rested and just 3 days before the IE are literally skating their gold medal winning free dance just for fun because it is already perfect.

7. I don’t even know if I can find the words to do it justice.. (but I’ll try anyway)…

Just… the joy. Finishing their run through and skating off on their own to cool down.. the way he shakes his head and touches his heart. Everything he says- how he can’t believe this is his life, the life he has had the fortune of living for the last 20 years, getting to discover the joy and his love for dancing, getting to live all of this with his best friend and getting to dance the program of their dreams together. Getting to tell this beautiful story in their own way, experience all these emotions together. At this point being so prepared and feeling so confident that they aren’t even practicing things that still need work. It’s all perfect and they seemed to really be taking these practice run-throughs to just enjoy every moment. Getting to skate these programs at the highest quality they ever will before being judged. They went on to skate MR multiple times on tour but they wouldn’t skate it at this level again after their gold medal performance- and that meant something different-it was A MOMENT in history. But these practices- this one especially.. this is the one in the book - their first one back after their break/private training in Seoul- where they say afterwards Tessa said: “and that’s how you win the Olympics”. Their own mental coach couldn’t believe what he had just watched. The one where they said everyone was watching them.. everyone… all the other coaches, skaters, staff, Jesus even the nbc camera man was glued to them the whole time. This beautiful moment of Scott just throwing his arms.. he is just so overwhelmed. There’s not really any other way to put it.. just the overwhelming joy. I’m tearing up rn.. 😣😖😫🥺😭

Bonus: Scott talking with Marie about movement quality and character energy. It kinda seems like they’re taking about his reaction to Tessa when she comes alive as the puppet. Like how he’s miming, once they finish their stat.lift, shutting her down, or as they discussed in their Roxanne doc. when ‘the curtain comes down’. Then as she comes alive, his reaction to that, like there’s a reciprocal ‘coming alive’ factor in him and he kinda snaps. I love how in the doc. he described it as not being surprised, but more feeling ‘that anxiety’. That’s such an interesting way to describe it because, the music is so well known and Roxanne is so loud and dramatic, they really found the nuance and intentionally made their characters so layered and complicated. Just speaking of Scott here but the layers and changes his character goes through in the first half, finding such a fine balance between the anger, predatory, seduction, and also the love and passion… I really just can’t speak highly enough of what I think of him as an actor and dancer- to be able to pull all that off in 2 minutes… WHILE skating at the highest quality of anyone at the Olympics, AND partnering AND everything else... As I’ve said in the past this isn’t a stage production or a movie or a dance company- this is sport at the Olympics. It’s so different to the former environment, the general audience are tuning in to watch sport and I think it’s fair to say most have a limited understanding in terms of this very deep acting and performance approach. I just admire his bravery so much in being such a raw and engaging performer- not being shy about any of it. So (getting back on track) combining all these character elements and in that moment, describing it as ‘anxiety’ is so perfect coz it truly is a mix of those emotions. It doesn’t solely mean sadness or anger or obsession, it’s a mix. And you see that in his eyes every time they do that part. How here they are both doing this thing with their hands like-I don’t know if they are discussing his movement or Tessa’s but that silky, magical, mystique quality. It kinda looks like he says “attraction”. There’s no way to really know exactly what they saying but I think it’s the quality in feeding off each others energies as these particular characters. They aren’t really discussing choreography it’s more the quality and intention, feeling behind it. I really wish we could hear them tho. Side note: I’m always obsessed but it’s particularly obvious here how much freedom of movement he has in his neck and shoulders. He’s so insanely strong but he’s also very tiny and slim-built. He’s not bulky but has so much strength yet is still able to have this beautiful posture, extension, and freedom to express.

He really came so much into his own this season. They always committed themselves to every program 110%, but this one you could really feel was them. What they had always dreamed of allowing themselves to do. It was the culmination of all their training, all the styles they had done, all their experiences coming together to form this spectacular piece of art. MR isn’t one style, it’s just dancing. I equate it to ‘a ballet’ in the sense that it is this masterpiece of story telling. It’s not ‘ballet’ in the sense of its style, it’s ‘a ballet’ in the sense like an opera. Like a Shakespearean play. They manage to tell every nuance of this story and exude so many emotions in just 4 minutes. It’s truly a masterpiece on par with the likes of Swan Lake or Romeo and Juliet. (Obviously scaled down from a production standpoint). That they did it within the rules and confinement’s of their sport is just astounding- and of course we saw all the help they had from choreography to acting coaches to costume design, but THEY went out there and did it when the moment counted. To be able to make us feel like we forgot about the competition and how tight the scores would be and what that moment meant for them in the grad scheme of things and we just feel like we are watching this epic love story, like an old Hollywood film… they are true masters of their craft- athletically and artistically. They just can not and will not be matched.

Bonus bonus: Tessa (miming at least) LICKING HER ENTIRE HAND ON THE LYRIC ‘his lips caress your skin’ 😵😵😵:

[reidgraygubler]

not in his league (franklin/reader)

Title: Not in His League Requested: no Couple: franklin/fem!reader Category: smut Content Warning: SEXUAL CONTENT (penetrive sex, unsafe sex, hate fuck, cheerleader kink, hair pulling, choking/breathplay, oral sex (male & female), throat fucking, degradation kink, praise o.o) brat!reader, dom!franklin, swearing, mentions of drinking Word Count: 4491 Summary: reader makes it a mission to distract franklin during the tournament, hoping to make him lose and her town’s team win. A/N: anyways here's another franklin fic bc everyone on discord is horny for him. but also same. s/o to @sunlight-moonrise for editing this. love u bby. Thank you all so much for the love and support! I appreciate it and you! Check out my masterlist!

{***}{***}{***}

Franklin always won. No matter what it was, he won. He grew up in the town of Little Falls. He grew up learning how to bowl, and learning how to win. He would win at everything too. Tic-tac-toe, little league baseball, monopoly, yard games, he would win. Franklin had won everything from the time he was 7.

He’d let everyone know that he’d won too. Jumping up and down with his team, shouting that he’d won, and, on the odd occasion, he’d thrust the air. He was very competitive.

Or, so, that’s what I was told.

I had met Franklin several years ago. My team had won my town’s bowling tournament, and so they moved on to the next town tournament. I wasn’t even in the bowling league. I was just a really big fan of the team. I was the unofficial cheerleader of the team. Everyone on the team loved my enthusiasm for the game, even when we lost.

Every year, the team would show back up to Little Falls, and every year we’d lose. And every time we lost, Franklin would make it a point to rub it in our faces that we lost. Even though the game was always close the whole game.

For a while, Franklin just hated us, well… He hated me. He hated that I was always cheering on the captain of the team, Chad. It was cute, he was always glaring at me as I watched my team. I think what Franklin hated the most about me was that… even though the team lost, I still kept a cheeky smile on my lips as I tried to keep the team happy, regardless of our win/lose status.

But this year… Oh boy, this year was going to be very different. I had something up my sleeve to help my team win. Everyone on the team knew what I was going to be doing, I made sure to talk to them beforehand. Because no one on my team was getting distracted. No, my team was going to win this year.

Usually, during any tournament, I wore normal clothing. Like a tee shirt with jeans. Comfortable clothing, ya know. But in order to keep my role of ‘team cheerleader’ right, I had to dress the part. The week before the tournament in Little Falls I ordered a cheerleading uniform in the opposite colors of the Big Z Tires uniforms. If this didn’t distract Franklin, I don’t know what will.

My whole team walked into the bowling alley, with me trailing behind them. I kept my head high, and a smirk on my lips as I entered the alley. I knew the second we hit the lanes, the Big Z Tire Team would instantly be watching us. And I knew Franklin’s eyes would be looking for me and for Chad.

“Do you guys need anything? Water, snacks?” I looked at my team with a smile. I could feel Franklin’s death glare from the other side of the lanes. I kept my hips slightly swaying side to side as I looked at each individual teammate.

“I think we’re good, Babe,” Chad said as he looked up at me. I watched as he tied his shoes.

“Well,” I started, clapping my hands together as I turned around, “You guys let me know if you need anything.” I smiled as I looked over at the Big Z Tires. Franklin was glaring at me from his spot across the lanes. I winked at him before blowing him a kiss.

I skipped away from the lanes and went towards the concessions stand. Anything to get Franklin’s attention off of the game and on to me. And anything to get Franklin to lose.

Once I had my drink and snacks, I walked back to the lanes. My eyes stayed low, watching my feet and looking at the 90s-early 2000s carpet. The funky designs held my attention so well that I didn’t even notice I was about to walk into someone.

“Watch yourself,” a voice said, knocking some sense into me. I froze, feeling a smile grow across my lips as I realized who it was.

“Hello to you, too, Franklin.”

“What the hell are you wearing?” Franklin looked at me as I reentered the lanes. I looked at him with a small smile before looking down at the blue and white top and pleated skirt I was wearing.

“Oh, this old thing? Just thought I’d cheer on my team… Get in the spirit of it… Ya know?” I ruffled the skirt with a smile. Franklin glared at me as he picked up his bowling ball, holding it perfectly with one hand. “I’m gonna do a great job, aren’t I, Franklin?” I smiled before taking a long sip of my soda. He looked back at me, flipping his hair back before adjusting his glasses. I forced myself not to smile as I noted him staring at my mouth. “Aren’t I, Franklin?” I repeated when I realized I wasn’t going to get an answer. There was a certain coolness in my words that I didn’t intend to be there, but it looked like it struck a chord in him.

“Yeah, a fantastic fucking job,” he scoffed before rejoining his team. I smirked, watching as he walked away from me. With a deep sigh, turning into a soft snicker, I turned and took a seat with my team.

“I didn’t think it’d work,” I whispered to whoever was listening.

“It’s even working for members of our team,” one of the women on the team said before nodding to Chad and the two other male members of the team. I looked over at them, noting that they were also staring at me. I laughed and shook my head.

“Eyes on the prize, boys! Eyes on the prize!” I shouted at them. Chad looked at me with wide eyes before going back to his game. I mean, that was the whole reasoning why I was wearing this stupid cheerleading uniform. I wasn’t wearing it just for my comfort. No, this stupid thing was uncomfortable. But our team needed to win, and I was willing to lose my comfort for that. And by the way it looks, I secured that win.

{***}{***}{***}

We won.

I jumped to my feet, staring at the scoreboard above our heads. We won by, like, a landslide, too. This was the first time we won against Big Z Tires…

“You did such a great job!” I cheered as I bounced up to Chad. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. I smiled as I rested my hands on his chest as I looked at him.

“It’s because I heard all your cheers, Babe,” he cooed as he looked at me. I pressed my lips to his cheek and hummed.

“How’s he looking?” I asked, referring to Franklin who was standing several yards behind me. Just like before the game, I could feel Franklin’s eyes on me, shooting daggers into me.

“Lookin’ pretty pissed to me, Babe,” Chad whispered as he looked at me. I smirked and nodded, feeling satisfied with the outcome of this game.

“My work here is done,” I muttered before looking over my shoulder. My eyes locked on Franklin. I was expecting his eyes to be on my face, but they weren’t, they were lingering on… other places of my body. “Drinks on me, everyone!” I shouted, knocking him from his stupor and to look at me. When our eyes locked, I winked at him before looking back at Chad.

“Oh babe, you don’t have to do that,” Chad muttered before pressing his lips to the side of my head. I laughed and shook my head.

“My treat.” I lifted a hand to poke his nose.

{***}{***}{***}

The relief I felt when I entered my hotel room was unbelievable. I didn’t realize just how much stress I was holding in my body. The aches I was feeling in my joints probably weren’t good. But I’ve also been sitting in a shitty, hard plastic chair all day, while also wearing the most uncomfortable thing in the world. It was just from my day’s activities. I just wished I got as smashed as all the other people on the team. Someone had to be the designated driver.

I quickly stripped out of the skimpy cheerleading uniform, placing it over the bed before rushing to the bathroom. My body was screaming for a shower. After being in a dingy bowling alley, and bar, for hours… A shower was exactly what I needed.

As I rinsed off the day under the hot water, I thought back to the game. It was tense the entire time. Neck and neck until the last 45 minutes, when my team would hit every pin without fail. Everyone on Big Z Tires seemed to be lost in their own worlds, especially Franklin. When it wasn’t his turn to play, his eyes would be on me. When it was his turn to play, I made sure to cheer as loud as possible just to distract him. And boy did it work.

All the aches and annoyances I was holding were worth it. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat if it meant my team won, and Franklin was the loser. Anything to make him the loser. The look on his face too when he realized he lost… I’d pay to see that again, a million times again.

Franklin’s loss gave me a certain joy that I only get to experience once. And I’m okay with that. Because that bastard deserves to lose and have his ego get bruised a little bit.

“That look on his face,” I whispered as I rubbed my hands up and down my arms.

But I shouldn’t be spending my entire time in the shower thinking about Franklin and his team and their loss. So I quickly finished, rinsing the suds off my body and out of my hair, before jumping out. The cheap hotel towel wrapped snugly around my body, and sloppily dried my skin.

I silently strutted out of the bathroom, and sat on the bed beside the polyester uniform. There was a certain bittersweetness to this stupid thing. Even though I was happy I was never going to wear it again, at the same time I was sad there was no reason for it.

My thoughts were rudely interrupted by a loud pounding on the door. I looked away from the blue and white uniform, my eyes snapping to the door, before looking down at my still wet and wrapped in a towel body.

“Shit,” I muttered before scrambling to my feet. More pounding made me jump, almost dropping the towel to the ground. “Fuck! Shit! I need a moment!” I shouted, tightening the towel around my body.

Deciding I didn’t have time to get dressed- and that the person on the other side of the door needed me more than I needed to be covered- I rushed to the door. My face was instantly pressed against the peephole as I tried to see who wanted to see me.

Standing there, on the other side of the door, wearing a black and yellow bowling shirt, was Franklin. He was looking up and down the hallway, before looking back at the door. I stared at him for a moment, trying to figure out why he was at my hotel room.

I jumped again when he knocked hard on the door. Once he was finished knocking, I threw the door open, looking at him.

“Franklin,” I said, tucking the corner of my towel tighter into itself. He looked at me, his eyes landing on my face, before drifting down my body when he realized what I was wearing. “What are you doing here, Franklin?” I looked at him with a raised brow. A small smile grew across my lips as he pushed past me and entered my hotel room. “Actually… How did you know where we were staying?” I furrowed my eyebrows as he walked deeper into my room. Pushing the door shut before I turned to see him. He was looking at the bed, right at the cheerleading uniform. I smirked again. “That’s unimportant… What’s important is… Do you know how fucking annoying you are?” he turned to face me and pointed an accusing finger in my face. I jumped at his sudden anger and stepped back, my body pressing into the door.

“Annoying? I’m just doing my job, Franklin. Being my team’s cheerleader. I’m sorry you’re too much of a douche to have a cheerleader.” I folded my arms over my chest as I looked at him.

“I’m too much of a douche? Well, you’re such an annoying fucking cunt, I just wish there was a way to just shut you up.” Franklin let out with the annoyance being known in his words. He trapped me in my place against the wall, placing his hands on the wall beside me. I wasn’t scared like most people would be if they were trapped against a wall. No, I was excited.

“That’s not a way to talk to a lady.” I smirked as I looked up at him. Franklin looked down at me, his eyebrow quirking slightly, and a smirk growing across his lips.

“You're anything but a lady,” he hissed as he glared at me. I swallowed roughly as I stared at him. I wasn’t angry. No, I was impressed. Anything but a lady. Honestly, I didn’t know how to respond, so I laughed. “Why are you laughing?” His anger only grew the longer I laughed. I honestly couldn’t keep the laughter to myself. It was just funny to me. “I’d keep that mouth shut if I were you.”

“Oh? Really? Or what? What are you going to do?” I teased as he stared at me. “I’m anything but a lady,” I smirked as I looked at him, “What am I then?”

“An object,” he stated so matter of factly. I swallowed roughly the longer I stared at him. My heart slammed so hard in my chest, I could hear it in my ears. I wondered for a moment if Franklin could hear it.

“An… An object?” I whispered, feeling nervousness spread through my body. It was the first time that I felt nervous around him too. Usually I was cocky to match his arrogance. But… Now? I know nothing about I feel.

Franklin lifted his hand, slowly bringing it to my face, before roughly pushing it to my hair. I tried to hold back any sort of sound as he pulled me closer to his face. But I so obviously failed as a whimper came tumbling from my mouth. A smirk grew across his lips at the pitiful little sound.

“That’d be correct… Now, Sunshine, do you want to be an object that’s used?” he whispered as he looked at me from over his glasses. I swallowed roughly as his grip tightened. “Or do you want to go back on the shelf and collect dust?”

My jaw tightened for a brief moment as I stared at him. But then I realized there was a brutal honesty to his words, and I hated that he knew that.

“I-I want to be used,” I whispered, my voice hardly a whisper. Franklin smiled at the softness of my words.

“Alright,” he whispered as he loosened the grip in my hair. His hand fell from my hair, falling to rest under my chin. My eyes fell shut as he tilted my head up to his. “Go put that pretty little cheerleading uniform back on,” he whispered into my ear. A shiver went down my spine as his breath hit my skin.

My eyes snapped open and I looked right at him. There was a certain darkness in his eyes as he looked at me, he knew what he wanted and he was willing to do anything to get it.

I silently moved away from him, walking back to the bed and my stupid cheerleading uniform. My eyes stayed on the blue and white uniform, but I could feel Franklin’s eyes on me, watching every movement I made.

The least he could have done was stay quiet when I dropped my towel, leaving me fully nude. A soft groan came from where he stood by the door, causing a smirk to come from me. Maybe I’d win this, too…

I quietly picked up the top, feeling the stitching along the edges before slipping it back onto my body. I slipped the skirt back on before turning to face Franklin. He was staring at me, his arms folded over his chest, with one hand pressed over his mouth. It was hard to ignore the tent in his slacks.

“On your knees,” he muttered as he approached me. I bit my lips together as I slowly lowered to the ground. The carpet of the hotel room was old. I hated the way the scratchiness felt on my knees. But I knew that the marks on my knees come morning would make it worth it.

Franklin came closer to me, one hand reaching out to my face while the other was undoing his belt and slacks. My heart began racing again as his hand touched my face. His touch was so gentle, it nearly caught me off guard. His gentleness wasn’t unwarranted, because I knew what was about to happen.

“Open up that sweet mouth, Sunshine,” he cooed as his hand fell back to my chin. I stared at him for a moment before letting my mouth fall open slightly, my tongue slipping between my lips. “Good girl,” he muttered before harshly grabbing my hair and pulling me closer to him. Even though his words were soft, part of me knew he had a different meaning.

With his free hand, Franklin pushed his pants down, letting his cock spring free. I swallowed as I stared. It was obvious that I was staring, there was nothing I could do to hide that, too.

“I trust you know what to do from here?” he asked as he pulled my head up to look up at him. With my mouth still open and tongue still out, I nodded lightly. Franklin smirked before pulling my head closer to his body. I swallowed roughly before passing my tongue across his length.

I started off easy, little kitten licks here and there, before I pressed my lips against him. I felt like I had some sense of control with the little bit of teasing I was doing, but I could tell it was starting to annoy Franklin. I wanted to continue my little bit of teasing, but he took control back, grabbing the back of my head and making it so I was looking up at him.

“That’s enough teasing,” he growled. My eyes widened as I nodded. Just as I reopened my mouth, Franklin jerked his hips forward, entering my mouth. The head of his cock rested on my tongue. “Good girl,” he whispered as he looked down at me. I took a deep breath as I braced my hands around his thighs before moving my head back and forth.

As my tongue pressed up to the underside of his cock, the grip he held in my hair tightened. I took an even deeper breath as he breached the back of my throat. Then came the gag I had to hold back.

“Not so annoying now are you, Sunshine,” Franklin groaned. My eyes twisted shut as a choked moan came from me. I tried to keep a steady movement as I bobbed my head back and forth. What made me happier was all the moans he was making.

Every so often his grip in my hair would tighten before he would pull slightly. And then he pressed my head so I was holding his entire length in my mouth. My nose was pressed into his tummy, the little bit of hair he had tickled my upper lip and nose.

My eyes began to burn as tears started forming. I hated how long I was able to go without being able to breathe, but it’d be nice to have air in my lungs at the moment. It was worth it and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t. Thank god I had just taken a shower and washed off all my makeup.

“You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth…” Franklin cooed, forcing me to open my eyes and look up at him. My vision was mildly blurred by the wetness in my eyes.

Franklin took it into his own hands, holding my head in place as he began rolling his hips. Breathing ceased to exist for me as his pace picked up. His struggled moans sounded so wonderful that I actually didn’t care that I couldn’t breathe.

After a few moments, his hips pressed against my face, keeping my head in place, and then he finished. Thick fluid coated the back of my mouth before going down my throat.

“Swallow… Swallow… be a good girl and swallow.” Franklin looked down at me as he slowly removed himself from my mouth. I closed my eyes as I was about to swallow what was left in my mouth. “Look at me, Sunshine.”

I quickly opened my eyes and looked up at him before swallowing the rest of his essence. Once he knew, for sure, that I had finished, Franklin pulled my head away from him. His hands quickly grasped my arms, pulling me back to my feet, before roughly pressing his lips against mine.

Then he shoved me away, pushing me back over the bed. I laid back on the bed, my eyes on Franklin as he stood between my legs. My thighs pressed together as the feeling of want and need grew between my legs. Franklin smirked as he rid himself of his pants before moving between my legs.

“Do you know just how long I’ve waited to fuck you, Sunshine,” Franklin laughed as his fingers grazed along my inner thigh. My leg twitched the second he brushed past my sex.

“No, but I’m sure I can guess,” I whispered as he slowly lowered his face to mine. His breath was hot over my face, and it was intoxicating. Just when I thought he was about to kiss me again, he moved away, moving down between my legs. He lifted my skirt up so it was lying over my belly, leaving my sex exposed.

Franklin gently blew at my hot sex, causing me to let out a soft whine. He laughed before dragging his tongue across my leg towards the apex of my leg. I wanted to brace myself for what he was going to do next, but I was just a fraction of a second too slow. Because before I knew it his mouth was lapping at my sex.

“Fuck,” I breathed out once I realized what he was doing. My hands instantly gravitated to his head, pulling at the brown mop between my legs. He was licking and sucking as if his life depended on it. Part of me wondered if it was just to keep me quiet, replacing all my snarky comments with whines and moans.

The room fell into silence, the only sounds were the wet lapping and my pitiful moans. My fingers got so tangled in his hair that they were beginning to get knotted up. Anytime I pulled on his locks, he only moaned against me.

In a matter of minutes, I finished on his face. He quickly came back up to my face, pressing his lips back to mine. Part of me wondered if he did it just to distract me from his cock pressing against my sex, or if it was a genuine kiss.

However, a sharp gasp came from me the second he pressed into me all at once. My whole body stiffened, my legs tensed as his hips connected with mine.

“A warning, next time… Please,” I breathed once I had my bearings together. Franklin laughed as he pressed his forehead with mine. “Fuck.”

“Mmm, next time?” Franklin mused as he began moving his hips. It wasn’t a soft or gentle pace. No, it was a quick one, nearly knocking the wind from me. “You think there’s a next time?”

“Y-Yeah, by the way you’re fucking me,” I tried to get out as he went faster.

“Sunshine,” Franklin cooed as he brought a hand to rest on my cheek. I hummed happily before nodding. Whatever thought he had went away as he buried his face into my neck. His lips connected with my skin, his teeth then skimming across my neck. When he began biting and sucking my flesh, a moan came from my mouth. “As long as you wear this uniform during the next game, I’ll fuck you in the bathroom, the bedroom… Right there on the goddamn bowling alley lanes for everyone to see,” he growled as he punctuated his words with a rough thrust.

I stayed quiet, or tried to stay quiet, as he continued moving against me. My end was coming and I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop it. Which meant I could say one last snarky comment before I came.

“I’ll always wear this thing around you… Especially if it means my team wins,” I looked up at him with a smirk. It couldn’t have happened at a better time. Because once he realized what I had said, and the brutal honesty behind my words hit him, my release came, and I was shouting his name.

Franklin quickly pulled out of me and moved so he was closer to my face. With a few quick strokes, he finished over my chest and face. I let out a squeal as his cum hit my body.

“You bitch,” he muttered as he fell to lie on the bed beside me. I laughed loudly as I looked over at him.

“Maybe next time I’ll cheer you on, Baby,” I cooed as I lifted a hand to his to pinch his cheek. “I’m gonna go clean up. You better be gone or under the covers when I get back. Either way, I’ll see you tomorrow at the bowling alley,” I said as I sat up and looked down at him. He stared at me, watching as I shed the filthy cheerleading top to the floor. “Or you can join me in the shower.” I looked over my shoulder and smirked at him.

I turned back around and walked back towards the bathroom. My hips swayed back and forth. I looked back at Franklin, watching as he sat up and pulled his shirt off. He quickly jumped off the bed and ran towards me.

“Fuck leaving,” he muttered as he helped me onto the bathroom counter.

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[nagipops]

Hey I’ve recently discovered you and have read all your works,it’s so damn amazing ❤️could you do Gaara headcannons of him being sick and his s/o looking after him

TAKING CARE OF SICK GAARA HEADCANONS!

FEATURING: gaara!

WARNINGS: mentions food

A/N: ahhh these sweet anon words make me so happy you have no idea, thank you so so much T-T

gaara would never admit to you that he's sick

he's just quieter than usual, stays in his room for longer, and can be seen with a migraine a lot of the time

this man always has some form of a headache :<

whenever you kept trying to take his temperature or take him to the hospital, he would always brush it off and say that he didn't sleep too well last night

which was true, but only because he was sick

after a lot of nagging by you and denial from him, you finally get him to admit that he's sick!! and not in prime condition!!

to his "dismay", you have him trapped in his room swaddled in blankets, with tissues and water aplenty

he secretly loves it though, and you can kinda tell by the small, yet appreciative smile he has on his face whenever you come in periodically to check on him or bring him sliced up fruits and hot mugs of tea

you love feeding him fruit, it's so adorable when he gets all flustered and blushy at you treating him like a kid

sometimes in between chores, you find the time to cuddle with him, with you as the big spoon of course, sick bby needs to be held T-T

he cannot fall asleep otherwise, as his sickly symptoms keep him awake, but when he's in your arms he falls asleep so quickly, it's like you're his melatonin

gaara's worried that you'll contract his sickness since you're around him for so long

you just replied with a cheeky grin, "if that happens, we'll both be bedridden together!"

he wouldn't mind that at all, he adores being around you

you just have such a bright presence that makes his migraines go away for just a little <3

if you enjoyed this post, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :) feel free to request here, and make sure to read the rules first! have a lovely day everyone <3

[bbygenya]

Hiiii may I request headcanons for Sanemi, Rengoku, Tanjiro and Giyuu with an s/o who eats a lot and they love to steal their food or take it without them noticing 😭 ? They eat a lot like fatgum from mha or Sasha from Aot thx ^^

oof not me getting tied up with school and not getting this to you sooner, I apologize 😭😭😭 but!! fneorhfie these three with a greedy s/o? bet!

shinazugawa sanemi

🌪 » honestly to me sane seems like he'd definitely not mind this

🌪 » only thing is he's kind of . . . WELL lol let's say he worries

🌪 » he's more concerned you'll choke or something than being concerned about what you're eating though trust me he is concerned about what you're eating

🌪 » but he is just 🧍🏻when you eat, both shocked and amazed that you can eat so much?

🌪 » "y/n it's not going anywhere, slow the fuck down,"

🌪 » sounds mean but you know; he means well

🌪 » but it's over when you start stealing his food

🌪 » please he's so offended, just goes :o watching you

🌪 » "heY THAT WAS MINE!"

🌪 » he will wrestle you

🌪 » def wrestle

🌪 » but will like, get up and give you more if you want it

🌪 » at some point I feel he'll expect it? eating together just means him learning how to share 😭

🌪 » will likely offer you some of whatever he's eating wordlessly; will just slide it to you and eat together like that

🌪 » he doesn't really mind it, though it's annoying sometimes it's kind of cute? once he gets used to it

rengoku kyojuro

🔥 » THIS BOY, MY BABY BOY

🔥 » is def eating with you, no questions asked

🔥 » kyo definitely eats a lot, so you eating a lot won't affect him at all

🔥 » in fact, he finds it awfully cute

🔥 » probably will sit and watch you eat with the stupidest, softest look on his face

🔥 » he's so soft I hate it

🔥 » "y/n is it good? haha you're making me hungry!"

🔥 » def joins you

🔥 » constantly having to grocery shop bc both of you eat so much 😭

🔥 » stealing his food? the cheeky bastard will do the same

🔥 » watch him slap a reverse uno card on you real quick

🔥 » "what? this was yours? oh, I didn't know your name was on it,"

🔥 » he's so funny 😭😭😭king of the comebacks

🔥 » eventually ends up just sharing, like with sanemi, except he purposely buys things just for you two to share bc he's considerate like that 🥺

kamado tanjiro

☀️» sweet bby will literally buy you whatever your heart desires

☀️» so if you want food? he's buying you food

☀️» his appetite is big but not like yours, so sometimes he might tap out, sometimes it becomes a competition of who can down the most bowls of ramen

☀️» okay but he tries to be cute about it, just sits with his cheeks squished in his hands while he watches you

☀️» "is it good? I'm happy you're enjoying it"

☀️» I'm ugly crying, he's so cute

☀️» tanjiro also cooks? not that good but he cooks for you

☀️» literally the only one who won't say shit if you steal or take his food without him noticing

☀️» "oh you must want more? okay baby,"

☀️» sits and lets you take his food, he just puts more on his plate

☀️» watching you with full cheeks is good enough for him, honestly

☀️» he always shares with you anyway though; shares and is willing to feed you himself if you want

☀️» the baby ™️ with his baby, feeding you with a smile on his face

tomioka giyuu

🌊 » poor bby giyuu is shocked at how much you can eat?

🌊 » like, shocked and concerned

🌊 » same level as sanemi but handles it different

🌊 » "i-"

🌊 » at a loss for words, really

🌊 » honestly, he doesn't know what to do; you're so cute he doesn't want to lecture you (he doesn't really see the point in lecturing you) and he doesn't want to stop you from eating bc, like I said, you're too cute

🌊 » his heart is on doki doki time

🌊 » okay but stealing his food?

🌊 » is the 🥺 emoiji, straight up

🌊 » "y/n, I was going to eat that," and sighs a little but gets up to go get more

🌊 » settles on quietly getting you more snacks so you don't steal his food as often

🌊 » while he doesn't mind, he wishes you'd save him a crumb at least 😭

🌊 » he's too baby for this, but is def a good sport about it

🌊 » bless his heart

[constantlyunlightening]

1000000 Times

Kinktober Day 6: Overstimulaion w/ Mirio Togata

Other kinks/Trigger warnings: praise kink, minor breeding kink

I say overstimulation but it was less of a focus than I would have liked. That being said, Mirio is a good boy and this fic is fluffy as hellllllllll. I actually ended up having a lot of fun with it, once I got in my groove.

Go and get your back blown out, bby

Disclaimers: Read/interact only if you’re 18+. Characters are all 20+

For clarification, you had been joking.

Dating Mirio meant an endless stream of joking and teasing and laughing. The man had always been an outstanding source of positivity for you and you wanted to be one back to him. He found strength in humor and you wanted to be another form of strength for him. It was perfect that way. You loved the dumb jokes and the silly chats you two had. You loved the way his smile lit up his entire face when you cracked a dumb pun. He loved your little giggles that turned into big belly laughs when he started cracking them back.

You two had a relationship that was, in part, built on humor.

So, when you had teasingly sent him a naughty message today, it was a joke.

“Maybe you should live up to your name and make me cum a million times 👀”

You thought his reply was a joke.

“Hah! Sounds like a challenge and I’m up for it!”

You had also thought he had been joking when he had brought home a wheelchair that very day and told you it was because you were going to have a real hard time walking tomorrow. An elaborate joke, but a joke nonetheless.

Now you weren’t so sure how much of a joke it actually was.

“That’s three!” In the wake of your third orgasm, your eyes managed to flutter down to the tuft of blonde that was between your legs and you soon met Mirio’s twinkling gaze as he smiled at you, lips left wet with your essence. “You’re handling those really well, princess! You sound so sweet when you moan out for me that I can’t really help myself.” His voice was as cheery and light as ever. It was almost hard to believe that such a sweet tone was coming from the same man who had been going down on you like a man starved and yet….

“Miri-” you almost whined out. Three orgasms on his tongue alone was leaving you a bit weak. Didn’t help the way he melted you with his words after each of them - telling you how cute you were shaking underneath him. “Y-you don’t actually have to count them.”

“That’s a good one! Impressive that your cracking jokes after you went all tremble-y on me like that. Just another thing for me to adore about you, huh?” He readjusted his grip on you. He was lying prone between your legs, both his arms having snaked underneath your thighs to prop them up and leave you open for him. However, one of his hands went from completely coiling around your thighs, to now moving to press down on your stomach, pinning your lower abdomen to the bed. Your last orgasm had left you back rounded off the bed and this was probably a measure to counter that. Easier to get you off when you were anchored in place. “If I don’t keep track, how am I going to know how many more I have to go, silly. I mean, you can try counting if you want but-” he trailed off and you could see that mischievous gleam in his eyes as he licked the taste of you off his lips, “-I’m not sure you’ll be able to keep up no matter how smart you are.”

His head dove back down, seeing the way your body finally started to melt a bit - muscles unwinding just so he could wind them right back up again. His tongue was circling at your velvety entrance and a warm breath fanned over you with his low chuckle. “You’re still quivering, princess. I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to get enough of you when your body is this irresistible.” His tongue dove into you and the one arm that was still wrapped around your leg tugged. Your body dragged against the bed until his face was pressed right up against your cunt, the muscle inside you now digging in as deep as it could reach, lazily  contracting and expanding to toy out your reactions. The low groan of his voice sent a vibration through your core that caused enough of a rush of pleasure that you hardly noticed how bruising of a grip he had on your leg, keeping you flushed against him as much as he could.

He had taken his time with the first three climaxes and this seemed to be the case with this one too. This man had the potential to be an absolute brute- but he was treating you as if you were a fragile gemstone. Caution was to be heeded but you were in need of plenty of admiring. His tongue fucked you slowly and sweetly, the tip of his nose brushing against your clit every once in a while just to leave you mewling with each graze. Your own energy seemed to be coming back to your body too, because a particularly good thrust of his tongue had you freed leg involuntary jerking and knocking the side of his head with more force than you’d like to admit. You were caught in your own euphoria but you did have enough sense to realize that might have hurt and you gasped out. “S-sorry!” Your squeal tampered into a whine as his tongue retreated from you, leaving you feeling more empty than you wanted. But you had just kicked him. It was understandable he pulled away but your body was already desperate for your fourth.

Luckily he didn’t seem hurt. In fact, he appeared rather amused as he let go of your stomach and let his thumb move down to gently circle your clit, refusing to let your pleasure die down. “You got real squirrely on me there, huh?” He asked, flashing you the same charmed smile that caught your heart in the first place. This man smiled at you as if he had the world just to give to you. “Did it feel that good?” Softer now, his voice carried as a loving whisper in the space around you. So tender. Your pussy was clenching but your heart fluttered. “Let me make it feel even better.”

His finger moved to push inside you. Like everything else about this boy, his fingers were big too. The single digit stretched you out enough to make you keen and he moved to let his mouth lathe attention back to your folds. “Kick me as much as you want, princess. I’ll take whatever you got. Just let me make my princess feel soooo good.” The rumble in his voice vibrated against your heat as his finger worked and trusted inside you. Each stroke had you clamping down on him tighter, clinging to the intrusion as your hands moved to thread through his hair. Pleasure was rippling through your nerves and he fed off your reactions - your moans, your quivers, the drip of your heat around his finger. He picked up the pace each time you got needier, letting your bliss build and build and build. The pressure was so close. And when it got just right - just about ready for him to push you off the edge - he let his tongue focus solely on that pretty button of yours, playing it like a master musician. Your crying of his name was his masterpiece.

You came again and as that molten heat flooded your system, you barely registered the cheeky “four!” that was called out from inside your thighs. You did regain your senses enough to hear his sweet coos as he dropped your legs and moved to a kneel. “That’s it. You’re doing so, so well for me. I’m really proud of you, ya know? You’ve been handling it all and coming undone for me every time. You’re so gorgeous. How am I ever supposed to take my eyes off of you?”

He was leaning over you, kissing your lips till they were swollen, big hands soothing over your shaking body. “You’re not starting to hurt yet, are you? I’m trying to go slowly for you, but a million? That’s going to get you real sensitive. I’ll try and drag you into the pleasant parts of it a little faster now, alright? Just keep on taking me in, okay, pretty girl?” His hand found its way to your hair, smoothing over the top of it only so he could cup your face, pressing his forehead against yours. “Just like you always do. Yeah, you got this.”

His tip was pressed to your entrance and he suddenly had his hands off your face and grabbing your legs was more, bending them up over his shoulders. Mirio talked sweet and then had the tendency to bend you like a pretzel. But the way he had your body worked up had created enough heat within you to give you the flexibility he needed to get you into position. It also had you positively dripping and Mirio used that to lube up his cock as it glided from your entrance to between your folds and back, getting a layer of your sticky coating. “Ready for more? Getting such a good taste of my pretty girl got me all excited. Feel it?” His head was brushing alongside your entrance and it tipped in slowly, your hole protesting with a squeeze against the girth of it. “I’m practically bursting and it’s all because of you and how amazing you are. I can hardly hold back.”

Mirio’s hands found your own and pinned them above your head, intertwining fingers and squeezing as he pressed each individual inch of cock into your needy cunt. The stretch burned. Even with four orgasms and the stretch of his own finger, it still didn’t completely accommodate for his size. It was painful, but that’s why he went slow, letting you adjust as he got deeper and deeper and… his tip kissed your cervix and you mewled out, hands tightening their grip around his. He let you settle over him, adjust and when he felt you relax is when he started to pull his hips back.

“Don’t hold back then.” Your voice was tiny- sweet and peacefully blissed out but he had heard. His hips stopped midway on the outwards and the groan he emitted was so deep that you almost mistook it for a growl..

“I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love you.” He slammed his hips back in. He didn’t mean to hurt you by any means but you got him so riled up some days he didn’t know how to handle himself. And with you having given him the go ahead, Mirio was finding his own pace, slamming heavy hips against your tight body. You could feel your vision blur with the force as the bed creaked underneath each motion. Mirio had a dick that could rearrange your guts if you weren’t careful. A mixture of pain and ecstasy dance over you, fighting for the spotlight with each snap of Mirio’s hips. But as he got faster, deeper, it was the euphoria that overcame and whimpering cries shifted to needy moans that only fueled your lovers movements.

The slam of the headboard bucking the wall now joined the chorus in the still-growing noise that had been created in the room. Tears pricked at your eyes but that didn’t dissuade you from calling out for more. “Miriii, pleaseeeee! Need ta’ cum-”

“How could I-” a grunt as he swung his hips down deeper still “- ever turn you down? Want me to cum with you? Cum inside you, princess?” You babbled out something that sounded like a yes and he groaned loudly. “Yessss. That’s a good girl. Gonna give you a kid, you want that? Your body sure does.” Another clench and Mirio managed out a strained laugh as he pressed your legs deeper to your chest. “Yeahhhhh, it does. Try not to spill a drop. But even if you do-” a slam of his hips “-ill just cum in you all over, okay? All for my-” slam! “-good-” slam! “-little-” he banged into you harder, harder, harder  “-princess.”

You screamed, feeling like his dick was splitting you in half as your orgasm sprang up on you. The first four had been honey like - sweet and slow. This one was more like a bolt of lightning as it rocked through you all at once, leaving your body in spasms. Those spasms were enough to coax Mirio too. Through your mental haze, you could feel warmth gush through your core, spilling deep inside your body - spilling out of it Mirio leaned further against you. He stopped himself from fully collapsing on you, not wanting to crush you. Even in his orgasmic bliss, his priority was keeping you safe at all costs - especially now with how utterly vulnerable and wrecked you looked underneath him. Were your eyes going crossed? They certainly were teary.

Cute.

He let you course through the sensations, keeping his cock situated in your depths. Hero stamina was fantastic. Having his cum lodged deep within you, spreading through your body gave him a mental image that riled him back up again even as your eyelids got heavy. Refractory period, who?

He chuckled gently, watching you start to doze off underneath him. He released your hand, only so he could tap your cheek and then jolt you awake with another buck of his hips. “Sorry, but no falling asleep yet! We’re only on number five!”

[lina-lovebug]

Cobra Kai preferences:

Going on a date.

Miguel Diaz:

- he's so sweet

- he takes you mini golfing and the entire time, he's just watching you play and failing miserably without even knowing

- catches himself staring

- a lot

- you both got yelled at for climbing one of the courses

- he starts to fail on purpose in the most obvious ways just to see you laugh

- swears that your eyes shine as bright as the stars

- "think you can teach me some karate?"

"Oh, I don't want to hurt you-"

"I'm a big girl, I can handle it."

- literally body slammed you

- profusely apologizes until he realizes you're laughing

- "s-sorry, I'm really ticklish and when you did that it just-"

- gets a cheeky idea

- "oh, so you're ticklish, huh?"

"M-Miguel-? AH! N-no, oh my god!" You laughed as he tickled your stomach, and neck.

- fun timez

- he stopped and realized just how close you two were and was tempted to kiss you

- but consent is important

- "can I kiss you?"

"Finally"

- you pulled him down by his collar and kissed him

- and then got yelled at by the security guards

Robby Keene:

- smol boy, tiny, bby

- he's so nervous

- when he finally asked you out, he decided on getting pizza and his place to watch movies

- but then realized his dad would be home

- "Hey, can you stay somewhere else tonight?"

"This is my house."

"I have a date, and she's coming here in two hours. Please?"

- he agreed to stay in his room while you two stayed in the living room.

- and the place was SPOTLESS

- you sat down and started talking about eachothers day, eating pizza, and having a good time

- you brought your laptop so you could watch this new show with him

- and the entire time, he wanted to pay attention to the show, but. . .

- he REALLY wanted to kiss you

- and so he ~softly~ cupped your cheek in his hand and you looked at him, knowing what was about to happen

- and mentally freaking out and jumping around in your head

- He looked between your lips and then eyes, asking if he could and you nodded yes

- his lips are SO SOFT

- you melted into the kiss, and he was afraid to move his hands anywhere else in fear that you might not like it

- but he soon got the hang of it and his hands roamed your back and sides, soon ending up just making out for awhile

- "I'm guessing you didn't like Vikings?"

"Oh, I-I liked it, but I like you more."

- you kissed him goodbye before your dad picked you up and he plopped on the couch with a dreamy smile

- "please tell me you used a condom."

"We didn't have sex!"

Eli "Hawks" Moskowitz:

- he acts all tough on the outside but

- he had a hard time asking you out

- you were a nerd, you loved comics, reading for fun, and loved learning about new cultures

- but you also knew when to tell Hawk he was being an asshole

- and he loved you for that

- he eventually got the courage and asked you, expecting you to say no and call him a dickhead

- but you said yes

- you both decided on going to your place to watch the new TMNT series and order Chinese takeout

- you laughed, had fun

- and Hawk wasn't Hawk, he was just Eli with you

- and you loved that

- he listened to you as you rambled on about why math isn't actually used in everyday life, and how the Ninjago movie sucked ass compared to the TV series

- which it did, @ me

- he smiled and admired you for speaking your mind

- and how throughout all these years, you still haven't changed and you were proud of who you were

- afterwards, he realized it was 10:21 and he had to be home in nine minutes, so he went in for a hug

- but you kissed him

- he did want to kiss you but just didn't think you were comfortable doing that on a first date

- but he didn't object

- you said bye with reddened cheeks and he said bye while stumbling over your parents flower pots, completely dazed

- "Wow. . .I think I'm in love."

"He's so cute, I think I'm in love"

[bungeenomin]

THE PLAYERS GAME- XIAOJUN X Y/N SOCIAL MEDIA AU {40}

Your lips move in synchronisation under the night sky. Nothing could ruin this moment, your hand placed on Dejun cheek, his hands holding very low on your hips.

A soft moan leaves your lips as Dejun bites down on your bottom lip before sliding his tongue into your mouth. “Fuck” he mumbles against your lips, as you push things further, bringing one of your legs across him to straddle him, dragging you both to a sitting up position, your lips never leaving each other’s.

You drag him closer by the neck, your chests sitting tightly together. Dejun leaves out a heavy breath as he drops his hands lower, placing them over your ass and squeezing, causing another moan to escape from your lips, driving Dejun insane.

You finally pull away, a big smile on your lips as you hold your foreheads together. “We’re still in public” you giggle breathily, still recovering from your antics.

“Everyone can just look away” he challenges, a cheeky smile displayed on his lips.

“Nice try” you smile, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, keeping your straddling position on his lap.

“Are you happy?” Dejun questions, as if he doesn’t know the answer.

“Extremely” you whisper, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

You stay like that for a few minutes, lost in your own little world. Just you and Dejun. Once you have each other, nothing else matters. That’s until you notice one of the university security guards on patrol.

“Fuck, there’s security guards out” you whisper, still not moving from Dejun’s lap.

“Guess that’s my que to get you home huh?” Dejun sighs, kissing your lips softly.

“Security guards are really against character progression” you giggle, as you drag Dejun up from the ground, kissing his lips quickly once he’s up.

“So many kisses” he smiles, pulling a stand of hair out of your face.

“Now that i’ve started there’s no stopping me” you joke, “you’re gonna have to deal with constant kisses from me”

Dejun can’t hold back the endearing smile on his lips. He doesn’t remember the last time he was this happy. He feels whole. “I can’t complain about that angel, i love your kisses”

You quickly pack up your things before walking hand in hand to your dorm. The walk is too short for both your likings because before you know it you’re both standing outside your door.

“I had fun today” you whisper, being cautious of the people probably sleeping in the dorm around you.

“So did i baby” Dejun replies, placing his hands on your waist and bringing your foreheads together.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” you ask.

“You know it” Dejun replies.

You bring your lips to Dejun’s once again, feeling that addictive feeling once again, before pulling apart, “Bye baby”.

“Bye angel” Dejun smiles, before turing and going on his way to his dorm.

The second you enter your dorm the smile that’s displayed on your face is almost painful. You kissed. You finally kissed the boy who’s taken your heart so unexpectedly. You feel eurphoric and tonight, you’re going asleep with a happy heart and lips longing for a certain pair to join them again, with one boy on your mind.

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pairing: xiaojun X y/n

genre: college!au , fluff , angst

warnings: smut, oral, sex

summary: Hockey player!Xiaojun is the biggest player in UCS, both on and off the ice. He has a different girl practically every time you see him. But when y/n has to learn all about the player for a psychology project, will she just be another girl that’s dragged into his game?

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