#bears ily sm

[gwalch-mei]

someone needs to study why fat hairy men are so beautiful oh my GOD.

[yumchickenpotpie]

jacob n austink (🤮) sketches

[bad-ads]

matt arnold is running this fucking live show and its slapping so hard

[fuct-up-pup]

Today, I will spend the bulk of my time thinking about a fat trans guy in a tiny thong where his pussy is spilling out over the sides of that thang.

[lunabelleshifts]

Heres your AGGRESSIVE REMINDER

We are gods of our realities and can shift them with a mere thought! The only thing giving you blockages is you believing that anything can give you blockages

So let go already, release yourself from doubt release yourself from constraints and release yourself from this temporary home. You are the multiverse. Act like it!

So go out there and be in the reality you’ve always wanted! Be who you want to be because that’s what you were always meant to be.

Okay ily byeee

[eelnoise]

GM. want all u requesters for the event to know that I am working on them but am not home am + my brain is fried from getting overwhelmed at Thanksgiving and probably through the weekend. Plus I hate writing on my phone so... pls be patient.

[luvdsc]

TIFU by getting hit by a car over labubus that i was trying to get for the girl i like.

a broken arm is temporary. labubus (and winning your affection) are forever.

pairing :: lee donghyuck x reader genre :: comedy, fluff ⋮ friends to lovers au word count :: 4,751 words warnings :: haechan gets hit by a car but it's not graphic playlist :: the cutest pair (regina song) ⋆ buy me presents (sabrina carpenter) ⋆ buzz (niki) ⋆ soft spot (keshi) ⋆ everything i want (beabadoobee) author’s note :: happy new year, honey bees !!! here's another f2l fic, like is anyone surprised at this point? happy 4 year friendversary (plus 4 days) to moon and me, it'll be 5 years on april fool's with lana, and luvdsc officially turns 6 on the 8th !! ily all sm and thank you so so much for all the support and love these past 6 years, honey bees ᥫ᭡ ↳ part of a nonsense christmas: reddit edition collaboration series.

i. if you were a wise man, (you wouldn’t put your life on the line for bug eyed dolls)

r/TIFU

u/ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 1d

TIFU by getting hit by a car over labubus that I was trying to get for the girl I like

I (24M) was trying to rush to be first in line at the Popmart grand opening and arrived at 11 PM the night before. The girl I like is really into Labubu and Dimoo, and the new store will be fully stocked, first come first serve. I got in line and was fifth in waiting to get into the store. But before that, I had to sit in my car until midnight when people started lining up outside the mall entrance. It got too rowdy though, so the security guard yelled for everyone to go back to the parking structure. Obviously, people slowly inched their way back to the entrance again after pretending to leave, so I made sure to nab a spot by hiding in the bushes closest to the mall doors. Finally at 8 AM, they let us inside and I sprinted into the mall past almost everyone else. I secured the goods (have a seat set, exciting macaron set, wings of fortune, happy halloween party, fall in wild, flip with me) and happily made it out. This was going to be the best Christmas present for the girl I like, and therefore increase my chances of her saying yes to a date. But there was someone driving at way more than 15mph in the mall parking lot and with no care for stop signs and pedestrian walkways. So they ran over a few orange cones before coming to a stop after hitting the biggest speed bump aka me. Now I’m left with a broken arm, a couple bruised ribs, and hopped up on pain meds in the hospital on Christmas day with nothing else to do except post on reddit

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farts-and-minecrafts205 • 16h did you secure the goods tho ??? are they ok ??

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ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 13h Yes right when I saw the car coming, I made sure to lovingly cradle the labubus in my arms. I didn’t let them hit the ground even after I was in the fetal position in the middle of the parking lot and my ribs acted like their airbags ➥ Reply ⥣ 1.7k ⥥

smoothkriminal423 • 12h thank god the resale prices would go down if they got scratched

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ifyouseekamy-yn3435  • 3h gtfo of here fake ass mj stan ➥ Reply ⥣ 452 ⥥

T1NF01LH4T323 • 1h when you got hit, did you go hee hee or goofy’s chuckle ➥ Reply ⥣ 1.1k ⥥

0rgasm-d0n0r813  • 9h can I have the labubus she doesn’t want

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pissrevolver1122 • 3h reselling labubus here!!! pm for prices 

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ii. baby you would drop, every other ho ho ho, and put me on top

Lee Donghyuck is down bad.

Actually, let’s circle back to that. He is utterly, horrifically, astronomically down bad. There is no other way to describe the situation unfolding in front of him right now because why is he letting you sit at his desk in front of his prestige, top of the art gaming set up, complete with the comfiest gaming chair, matching keyboard with rainbow lighting and teddy bear keycaps, and a personally customized Acer Predator Orion 7000 PC with a miniature arcane Jinx figurine inside it?

Meanwhile, he is seated on the edge of his bed, precariously balancing your MacBook covered in Sailor Moon and Nanami stickers on his knees and fighting for his life as he dodges attacks from Samira and Leona, quickly putting up a shield on his Lulu. Sure, it was stupid to play as Lulu when he’s in the dragon lane, but in his defense, he wanted to try a new AP setup and thought Mark would be a better support than this, what with the obscene amount of money he spent on all those Seraphine skins. If Mark had spent even half the amount of hours as the amount of dollars he blew on those skins, he would be doing better than 0:3:0 within the first five minutes of the game.

“Mark, dude, are you trying to lose on purpose or have you always been naturally gifted at sucking ass?” Donghyuck grits out between his teeth, his fingers moving across the keyboard at top speed, not even sure if his friend can hear him through his wired Apple earphones since he has so graciously let you borrow his top tier headphones, too (Maybe it’s for the better though. He has a permanent dent in his hair on the top of his head because of them).

You don’t even need the headphones. He has turned off the voice chat option for you because you didn’t need to be hearing the absolute scum that comes from the average league player anyway (Not that you would. Mark has been getting the brunt of it from the rest of the team, himself included). But he wanted to give you the full gamer experience, and you look so cute, perched at his desk and attentively scanning the map, his headphones resting on your head so nicely.

All he gets is radio silence from Mark before he sees K/DA Seraphine inching away towards the middle lane. “Are you kidding me? Y/N, can you move to my lane? Mark is too butt hurt to continue dying in the bot lane, I guess.”

“Yes, do I just follow you around?” you ask, carefully guiding your Ahri towards Haechan’s Lulu, careful to check the upper left map view to make sure no one from the enemy team is lurking around you. You stop briefly to admire her animations, her red nine tails swirling around her, making her look ethereal. “This skin is so pretty, thanks for getting it for me, Hyuck.”

“Oh, sure, anytime,” Donghyuck says as casually as possible, completely ignoring the fact that his wallet is now five hundred dollars lighter, all thanks to one Signature Immortalized Legend skin for Ahri. Even he doesn’t have that skin. But what else was he supposed to do? Not buy it for you after you mentioned liking it after he set up League of Legends on your laptop for you to try a few hours ago (nevermind the fact that he’s the one playing on your MacBook now instead)? You chose Ahri because you wanted to play a pretty champ, and of course, he was going to make sure you get the prettiest skin to go with her.

“Oh my god, did you see that?” you gasp excitedly after you hit E and the orbs from Ahri’s second skill swirl and hit Leona, effectively stealing Donghyuck’s kill. “I got her!”

“Yes, you did, congrats, that’s amazing,” Donghyuck struggles to maintain a happy tone, schooling his expression into a peaceful one with much concentration, but it’s alright. It’s perfectly fine. He’s fine. It’s not like he needed an eighth kill to get the legendary title. He can just go for Samira instead. “Can you aim at Samira and hit W please?”

You carefully follow his instructions, and Ahri’s charm move hits Samira perfectly with the heart, pulling the enemy towards your Ahri and Haechan’s Lulu. With a victorious cry, he takes out the enemy and secures the legendary title.

“You’re doing really well,” he compliments you, and your cheeks grow warm as you click at the screen, pretending to focus even more on taking down the opponent’s turret as you answer sheepishly. “Thank you, it’s really fun.”

“Maybe you can play support next time instead of Mark,” he muses, a satisfactory grin appearing on his face when the two of you finally take down the first turret of the game. “That bastard just stands around and looks pretty. He practically feeds the other team.”

He can hear faint cursing in his headphones from the bastard in question, but he ignores it, opting to focus on the sound of your giggling that makes his heart skip a beat and his cheeks take on a rosy hue.

“Mm, you really think so, Hyuck? I think it’s just all beginner’s luck right now,” you laugh softly, maneuvering Ahri around and following his champ towards the mid lane. “Plus, you’re hard carrying us.”

Your borrowed laptop almost slips off of his lap as your words register in his mind, the soft lilt in your voice making his stomach do cartwheels and somersaults that would even impress Simone Biles. Donghyuck very nearly lets out a high pitched giggle before he remembers to get a goddamn grip on himself and hastily clears his throat. “Nah, I think the jungle is doing really well, too. And you’re keeping up with us.”

“Yeah?” Your eyes light up, and he swears they’re even prettier and sparkle more than the one house that goes out all on the Christmas light decorations at the end of the street. “Maybe we can play together more then.”

He swallows hard, eyes zeroing on the screen in front of him so he wouldn’t seem as eager as he really is secretly. “Sure, that sounds great.”

“Great, it’s a date,” you say lightly, and Donghyuck immediately stops breathing and promptly drops the laptop onto the carpeted floor, his Lulu getting instantly KOed in the game while Mark swears loudly in his earphones.

ii. spend your cookie dough, dough, dough, spend it on my heart

It’s times like these that Donghyuck really has to sit and think hard about what the actual fuck he is doing with his life. It’s not like he has anything else to do anyway. He’s sitting in the nearly empty mall parking lot at 11 PM, preparing to camp out in front of the entrance just to make sure he’d be one of the first people to enter Popmart and buy all those Labubus you’ve mentioned that you’ve been wanting.

He’s tried for months now, obsessively refreshing the Popmart app on his phone and iPad in addition to refreshing the website on his computer at 10 PM sharp on Thursdays in hopes of snagging just one of them for you. He’s even made a whole account, added his credit card in for fast payments, and watched those stupid 24/7 TikTok lives from the Popmart accounts just in case they release any on there as well. All he ended up with was no Labubus and two hundred thirty dollars short because he discovered that they had a K/DA figurine collaboration and obviously, he immediately bought the whole set. 

But his prayers were answered in a convoluted way because news dropped that a new Popmart was opening nearby on December 24th, which meant it would be fully stocked with all the Labubus you want, and he’d be damned if he let this opportunity pass. It was both a curse and a blessing. What kind of corporate devil chooses their grand opening to be on Christmas Eve? So that leads to his current predicament: sitting in his car, about to brave the cold for the next 10 hours outside for some dumb dolls and fighting through the last minute Christmas shoppers during the hours after that.

Donghyuck puts on a couple more extra layers, including a giant Canada Goose jacket for good measure, and stuffs his pockets with an external battery charger, some power bars, and a water bottle. Finally, he makes peace with the fact that this is what his life has come down to, that he really is this down bad for you, and he gets out of his car, shuffling over to the entrance and standing in line with all the other men who are probably there to get Labubus for their girlfriends and wives. They all give each other the nod in solidarity, and so begins the wait.

He sits with his back against the wall, huddled up in his puffer jacket and pulling out his phone to play Wild Rift to pass the time. If one game averages between 15 - 30 minutes, then he only needs to play 20 - 40 games. That’s not so bad, he reasons with himself, tapping the screen idly while he waits for the matchmaking to complete. He can do this.

By 5 AM, there’s a large crowd of people waiting, the noise level going up and some shoving going on. He quickly steels himself and stays firmly planted in his spot. He will be getting those damn dolls, no matter what. When the security guard comes out to break up the rowdy crowd, he quickly slips behind the nearby bushes lining the mall, taking advantage of the commotion. Once again, he settles down in the dirt, hunched over and playing his game, dignity lost but his place in line still in sight. Donghyuck really hopes no one he knows sees him here.

At 8 AM, one of the Popmart store managers takes pity on the growing crowd (who returned less than an hour later after the security guard got tired of monitoring them) and opens the mall doors. He quickly pops out of the bushes, no doubt scaring a couple people but he couldn’t care less at this point, and sprints into the mall, beelining it to the figurine store and securing his spot as fifth in line. He hastily brushes off the dirt clinging to the seat of his pants and any twigs in his hair before waiting impatiently.

Finally, by 9 AM, Donghyuck has secured the goods at last, clutching onto four large bags filled with two full sets of Labubu blind boxes, two of the larger dolls, and three special plush keychains (he ignores the email notification from his bank asking if he had made this purchase). Strutting with his head held high, he would do a hair flip if his hands weren’t so occupied with carrying out half the store’s supply of Labubus. He proudly walks through the mall with his long coveted purchases, feeling even more triumphant than when he reached grandmaster in League and ranked in the top 200 for Master Yi.

Unfortunately, Lady Luck always gets to have the last laugh because Donghyuck barely makes it out the door before he finds himself lying flat across the crosswalk pavement. A loud yelp escapes from his lips as he instinctively grips onto his shopping bags, curling around them protectively as pain shoots up around his ribcage and forearm. He wants to laugh or cry or maybe do both simultaneously.

This has to be a joke. All that work, all that humiliation, just to be bested by someone’s god awful, hideous Cybertruck. He’s about to become the modern day Scrooge because all the ghosts must have come together to put up an even bigger middle finger salute to him since he just had to get hit with that fugly monstrosity to top it all off.

God damn it all, where the fuck was Edward Cullen when Donghyuck needed him the most?

The universe really didn’t want him to get those ugly dolls. He should have taken the L in defeat and read all the foreshadowing signs when he couldn’t get them every time he tried before that because now the universe is out of balance, and he had to pay for it. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction after all. Man plans, god laughs.

Jokes on the big man upstairs though because his Labubus are all still nestled safely in his arms in (hopefully) pristine condition, and they’d have to be pried from his cold, dead hands (which honestly, might be soon). Is this how Emily felt in “Devil Wears Prada” when she got hit by a taxi and all those Hermes scarves went flying (correction: floating) around her? He glances down just to see the fall in wild Labubu pendant smirking back at him mockingly, still in its perfect packaging and in his shaking clutches. He desperately wants to punch its smug little face, but his arm is unfortunately twisted in an unnatural position at the moment.

Donghyuck is knocked out of his stupor when he hears the sounds of the driver quickly clambering out from their seat, hurrying towards him and kneeling down, asking if he’s okay. Someone else is asking him if he wants them to call someone, and he faintly registers the excruciating pain in his ribs and the way he landed on his arm. Clenching his teeth, he closes his eyes before managing to croak out feebly:

“Are all the Labubus okay?”

iii. if you’re not gonna race here from the north pole to beverly hills the hospital, just to keep my stocking filled

When you wake up extremely late past noon on Christmas morning, you definitely do not expect the huge flurry of texts and missed calls on your phone. And more importantly, you most definitely do not expect to find out that Donghyuck is in the hospital. With your heart dropping to your stomach, you hastily get dressed and  grab your keys, entering the hospital address Renjun texted you into your Apple Maps as you rush to your car.

Making a quick detour to the bakery he likes, you get a couple slices of Mont Blanc for him before continuing on the route to the hospital. You haphazardly park your car before hurriedly speed walking through the automatic entrance doors, clutching tightly onto the box of baked goods as you get into the elevator and finally reach his room.

“Hyuck?” you say tentatively, knocking on the door and peering inside, relief filling you instantly when you see him seated upright in the hospital bed, awake and pouting. Along with all the balloons and flowers his friends must’ve dropped off earlier, there’s an unusually large pile of Popmart bags in the corner of his room, but you don’t question it at the moment. His heart rate spikes on the monitor, and you look at it in concern before his loud sigh brings your focus back to him.

“What took you so long?” Donghyuck huffs dramatically, trying to cross his arms over his chest as best he could with one arm in a cast. “I texted you this morning, didn’t I?”

“I just woke up like 45 minutes ago and rushed here,” you defend yourself lightly, dropping the cake box on the stand next to him, and his eyes instantly light up before he remembers that he’s supposed to be upset and turns his nose at you slightly.

“It’s 3 PM, what do you mean you just woke up? You forgot about me, didn’t you?” he huffs softly, peeking over at the cake for a split second and then resumes pouting at you, his lower lip jutting out slightly. 

“I, uh, I stayed up late, trying to catch up on my game,” you avoid eye contact, cheeks growing warmer as you try to excuse yourself, tripping over your words in haste. “There’s this Touring in Love event going on right now and I wanted to get the limited four star card for Zayne, so I had to get more game currency in the event store, not to mention, I needed to get more gems to pull on the current five star banner because I lost my pity to the Sylus card a—” 

“Is this that otome game you’re into?” Donghyuck interrupts, and your face feels like a burning furnace now.

“Yes.”

“I can’t believe it. I lost to a bunch of pixels,” he sighs a second time, flopping back against his pillows gingerly to not aggravate his bruised ribs but to also emphasize his sulkiness further. “You were too busy visiting your AI generated boyfriend in the hospital, instead of visiting  me.”

“I was asleep!” you protest lightly before picking up the cake again and holding up your peace offering, “The second I woke up and saw the texts, I drove over here. I even got you your favorite cake.”

“I sat here, cold, alone, and in pain, for hours,” he fake sniffles, unabashedly eyeing the cake for a third time before refocusing back on you.

“You’re acting like a real Rafayel right now.”

Donghyuck sulks even more. “He’s not even your favorite in the game.”

“Yes, my favorite works at the hospital, not makes the hospital work,” you tease softly, and he huffs slightly, puffing out his cheeks and making himself look even cuter (though you’re not going to tell him that and make his ego even bigger than it already is). 

“Wow, you’re bullying a gravely injured person on Christmas too. You’re cruel. I can’t even do anything, except lie here motionlessly on my deathbed,” he sighs once again, closing his eyes before opening one of them to peek at you and quickly shutting it again once he confirms he has your full undivided attention.

“Renjun texted me literally fifteen minutes ago that he just left your room, and you were asking him to bring you your iPad to do all the dailies for your games,” you deadpan, pulling the chair to the spot next to his bed and settling down in it.

“Renjun is a snitch,” he mutters, relaxing against his pillows and accepting the cake after you open the box and place it on the tray attached to his bed. He takes a bite of the sweet goodness, humming slightly in content. 

“So, your type is quiet, serious guys who work at hospitals?” Donghyuck says casually, scooping up another bite of the cake, and you nearly choke, fumbling over your words. 

“W-Well, yeah, I guess, but it’s just a game. And um, he’s quite pretty.” You clear your throat slightly giving him a mischievous smile. “Why? Are you interested?”

“In you? Yeah, I thought I made myself pretty obvious all the time,” he states matter-of-factly, almost as if he’s reading off today’s news headlines or the weather, and you choke for real this time, coughing slightly.

“Anyway,” Donghyuck continues, taking another bite of his cake after handing you a water bottle which you quickly accept and sip, calming down your throat. “Do you think you can maybe go for a Rafayel guy in the near possible future? More specifically, one minute into the future?” He gives you a small smirk, batting his eyelashes at you. “I’m also pretty enough, aren’t I? Once I’m out of this hospital gown and in my usual clothes, I’d be even prettier.”

You laugh softly, tilting your head slightly as you look at him, hiding your smile. “I guess I could be convinced. Why one minute though?”

“Because I’m about to ask you out,” he answers immediately.

Your cheeks grow exponentially warmer once again, and you swallow nervously before masking it with a confident expression, teasing him, “Then go on. Ask me out.”

Donghyuck’s cheeks turn a rosy color as the realization of what he’s about to do finally kicks in (and perhaps, the pain medication has started to wear off slightly, so the post clarity is hitting him). Once again, the monitor shows a spike in his heart rate, and he curses it internally when he sees you glancing at it with a knowing smile. It’s an even worse snitch than Renjun. He clears his throat, sitting up as straight as he possibly can in this state, “Will you, Y/N, go out with me and be the very first person to sign my cast?”

You giggle before nodding, sending him a giddy smile as your heart thumps loudly in your chest, an explicable warm feeling spreading throughout your body and kicking up butterflies in your stomach. “Yes, I’ll go out with you.”

He immediately lights up, beaming at you. “Yeah? Wanna seal it with a kiss? I would if I could.”

Another peal of laughter bubbles up in your throat, but you oblige, leaning in and pressing your lips against his gently, the faint taste of caramel lingering on his lips. The kiss is sweet and smooth, fitting for him, and the loud beeping from his heart monitor increases almost immediately, much to his chagrin. You laugh softly against his lips at the sound, making his cheeks flush even redder if possible, and give him another soft kiss before pulling away.

“We should stop before we alert the nurses,” you tease softly, and he stammers, unable to come up with a smartass response for once in his life.

Your face is still warm as you busy yourself with uncapping the sharpie pen on the table next to him and work on signing his cast, writing your name out in pretty loopy cursive and a get well soon message, dotting any i’s with cute hearts that mirror the ones in Donghyuck’s eyes as he gazes at you.

“Didn’t the guys visit you? Why didn’t they sign your cast?”

“I wanted you to be the first one. Girlfriend privileges, and all that,” he answers lightly, and your heart skips a beat at your new title. You wonder if you’ll get used to it.

“Oh, really? I’m honored.”

“You should be,” Donghyuck says with a confident nod, and you can’t help but laugh, leaning in and pressing another kiss against his cheek. His cheeks turn crimson, and you notice, prompting you to leave another soft kiss against them and causing them to become an even embarrassingly darker shade of red as he stutters slightly, rendered speechless.

Yeah, you definitely can get used to these girlfriend privileges.

.

“So you won the real life boyfriend pity with me, right?” 

“Don’t push your luck.”

iv. well i know somebody who will

r/TIFU

u/ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 9h

(UPDATE) TIFU by getting hit by a car over labubus that I was trying to get for the girl I like

First off, let me get this straight - I am not reselling any of the Labubus so stop pming me about that. I already gave them to her.

Ok now for the actual update. She visited me at the hospital and insisted that she’d drive me home when I got discharged. She’s really nice and brought me my favorite food. She’s also been bringing me meals everyday and we’re having dates at my place until my arm is fully healed. We have another date later today and we’re gonna watch Tangled and bake cookies. She also got me into blind boxes so now I have another crippling addiction and a shelf in my room just for Dimoos. We have matching Labubus on our bags, and she dressed them up in matching outfits too. She made me install a car seat thing on my AC in my car too so now my Labubu son can sit there when I start driving again. Oh and she has a whole pc setup now to play league and a new game, Infinity Nikki and I started playing it with her too. The graphics are very pretty. I feel like a pretty princess in my full flutter storm set ଘ(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ ⭒ Wish me luck on the upcoming banners pls I’m saving up for the lunar new year set since she said the franchise usually goes all out for it. So yeah that’s it. We’re dating now! Happy new year to everyone except zayne from love and deepspace /:

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farts-and-minecrafts205 • 9h TIFU by asking him about his date and I was stuck on the phone for three hours

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pissrevolver1122 • 8h fr OP became even more insufferable after finally scoring a date ➥ Reply ⥣ 809 ⥥

ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 3h you're just jealous that the only affection you can get is by pretending to be a discord kitten ➥ Reply ⥣ 967 ⥥

mark-mywords-802 • 2h R U UWUKITTENBB69 ??!???! I BOUGHT U SO MANY AKALI SKINS ➥ Reply ⥣ 231 ⥥

John-Doe209 • 3h so is this a pity date or..? maybe she’s looking for a sugar daddy?

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ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 1h SHUT UP SHE LOVES ME ➥ Reply ⥣ ⥥ -204

demure-and-mindfull-of-nanami626 • 2h what did zayne do to you???

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ifyouseekamy-yn3435 • 1h I got hit by a car for you and I still have to compete with that dude 😃 ➥ Reply ⥣ 153 ⥥ 

[emmyrosee]

If it’s okay, I really have to share this brainrot w you :((((

You’re all snuggled up with Osamu in bed while he’s in deep sleep while you’re struggling to sleep. So you just admire your man, nose your way up to his jaw while inhaling his scent and place soft kisses wherever you could reach. He mumbles for you to sleep as he tightens his hold around you then kisses your forehead????? And you let out a little “ily” with a giggle and placing one last peck before closing your eyes.

But but when Osamu wakes up in the morning sees you fast asleep, he also does the same thing you did???? Admiring you and bringing you closer (bc you drifted away in the middle of the night and cuddled w your plushies instead) like “nah baby you’re cuddling me >:( “

GAAAAAAAAH I LUB THIS MAN SM WHY ARE MEN WRITTEN BY WOMEN NOT REAL bye gonna cry in the corner :’(

- can i be 😴 anon

you absolutely can pookie <3

YOU TRYNA KILL ME? PUT ME IN THE GRAVE?? KNOCK ME OUT??

and i bet the kiss is just completely full of spit and wet, he just sponges his face to yours as if to emulate a kiss. but its a kiss and you know its a kiss because its osamu, of course hes trying to kiss you while hes out cold. you giggle and press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, where his lips then quirk briefly before falling back to relaxed. You let your hands gently caress his cheek, your head nuzzling into his neck, and when his body instinctively twitches away from the feeling, you giggle and roll on your side, squeezing your stuffed bear that he’d won you closer, relishing in the smell of him.

That is, until a few hours later, and you feel your body being dragged across the bed, his own curling behind you and enclosing you in his bulky arms. “‘Samu?” You ask sleepily.

“You left me,” he huffs. “Turned on your side.”

“I’m sorry,” you giggle, flipping over to bury your face in the dip of his sternum.

“Good, you should be,” he murmurs, and your bleary eyes blink open to admire him. His cheek is smushed out against his pillow, lashes resting on his cheeks and lips open to let out warm puffs of breath. You press a kiss to his chin and burrow close and let your heavy eyes close again, this time wrapped in the warmth of your man.

[sweetprfct]

Hi! Could you do like Aaron Warner when readers has a really bad nightmares (like she wakes up in a sweat, crying and shaking) and Aaron comforts her?

That's all, ily bye ♡

Haunted

Aaron Warner x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your past scars still terrorizes you at night, but Aaron always knew how to remind you of who you are.

Author's Note: Ah! This one was angsty, but I love angst so thank you sm for this request! :)

Disclaimer: 18+, mention of emotional abuse, smutty-ish

Wordcount: 2.1K

“I’m sorry.” 

You murmured, your hands trembled in fear. 

“I don’t understand why you just couldn’t listen.” His voice sounded frustrated, angry. 

Your heart was beating out of your chest, you closed your hands into a fist to stop your hands from trembling. You didn’t know what to do or what to say in order for you to make this situation better. It wasn’t like you were doing anything wrong because you weren’t. All you did was hang out with your best friend, Kenji. That was all but how come he couldn’t believe that? How come he had to be so jealous all the time? He didn’t like the idea of your best friend being a guy, but Kenji had been there for you through all of it. You could never drop your best friend just like that just for you to make him happy.

“We were just talking. We hung out by the beach, that’s all.” You explained. 

You watched as he shook his head in disappointment. “I told you not to hang out with him anymore.”

“He’s my best friend, babe.” You argued. “I can’t just drop him like that.”

“Oh, so you choose him over me? Do you even love me?” He raised his brow at you as you stood there and couldn’t find the words to say. 

You couldn’t answer his question because you were exhausted from the same thing over and over again. You were exhausted from being gaslit and feeling guilty over the things that you love to do. He told you he loved you but how come this was how he treated you? How come you couldn’t seem to do the things you want? You felt trapped as you choked in your own tears. You wanted to leave this relationship, but you were too terrified. You were terrified that if you ever told him that it was over, he would lash out, and you would be the collateral damage.

“Y…Yes.” You told him.

However, you knew it was a lie. 

You just couldn’t bear to see him anymore upset about it. You were terrified of what he might do if you told him the truth. You were so mentally tired of trying to reassure him everyday. You were mentally tired of following all his rules. His rules of you not being able to wear something that showed your skin. Rules of you not being able to wear your makeup and hang out with your friends. He wanted your world to revolve around him, but you were your own person too. You had your own life too. 

“Do you?” He asked, not believing your words. “You don’t even touch me anymore. You don’t let me touch you.”

“I… I’m just tired from work, babe.” You held in the tears that were welling up in your eyes.

“It’s the same excuse.” 

It was the same excuse because the truth was you couldn’t keep drowning like this anymore. You couldn’t let him touch you anymore because you were just done. You wanted to get away from him. You wanted out, but you were terrified. 

“I… I’m sorry.” Your words stuttered as he walked towards you. 

You took a step back until your back met the wall. Your limbs were paralyzed. You were trapped. You have nowhere to go. His face was inches from yours, his hand found your chin as he cupped it, lifting your head to look at him. Your eyes were full of unshed tears as his lips met your jawline. You closed your eyes, letting the tears roll down your cheeks. 

This was hell on Earth, and you were living it everyday. 

His kisses were rough and desperate. He held you like he owned you. Like he would never let anyone touch you or look at you because you were only his. Your heart was beating a thousand miles, and your body was numb. Your mind had blanked out. Slowly, you felt yourself fade away from your body as his hands found your hips and pressed your body against him. 

“You’re only mine.” He whispered in your ear. 

His hands took yours and pinned them against the wall above your head. 

“Say you love me.” He whispered in your ear as tears rolled down your cheeks. “Say it.”

“I… I love you.” You said. 

You just wanted to die as his lips met the skin of your neck. Tears streamed down your face as he tugged on your shirt and pulled them over your head. His hands burned your bare skin as his lips trailed down your chest. 

It made you hate yourself.

It made you question yourself as to why you were still here. As to why you had to endure this kind of hell. It made you question what you did for you to deserve all of this? 

Beads of sweat covered your face as you screamed and sat up on the bed. 

“No!” You screamed breathlessly. 

It was dark, and your vision was still adjusting from the darkness of the room. Your chest was heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Your body trembled from the memory, pulling the covers close to your chest and sobbed. Then, you felt the bed move and the lights turned on, illuminating the whole room. Aaron immediately was next to you. He looked sleepy, but his green eyes were full of worry. 

“Hey, hey.” He cupped your face in his hands, wiping the tears that were streaming down your face.

“It’s just a nightmare, love.” He whispered as you immediately clung onto him, sobbing on his shoulder. 

You repeatedly shook your head as you buried your face on his shoulder. Aaron rubbed your back softly as he pulled you on his lap. His cheek pressed against the top of your head. 

“Shh…” He cooed. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

You didn’t say a word for a while. You didn’t move in his arms until your tears had run dry. Aaron hated seeing you like this. He hated the fact that you would sob in his arms almost every night, and he couldn’t do anything about it. Your nightmares had been terrorizing you since Aaron had known you, and he knew it was because of your toxic ex before him. He wasn’t jealous or anything. In fact, that was the farthest thing he was feeling every time that subject was brought up.

He knew all about it. He knew how he mentally and emotionally abused you to the point where you would give up everything to make him happy. That you lost yourself along the way just so he could be happy, but it was never enough. It never did with him and the thought of it made Aaron angry. If he had the chance to ever see him, Aaron wouldn’t know what to do because he knew it would be catastrophic for sure. 

“It wasn’t just a nightmare.” You finally said. “It was real. It happened.”

Aaron felt the pain in his chest as soon as you said those words. Anger shot through his body as he felt your body shaking in his arms. He didn't know what happened in your dream but if it made you react like this, he knew it was bad. Not just bad. But something so unforgivable that you, yourself, couldn’t even let go of the trauma even now.

“What happened, love?” He asked, terrified of the answer that you might give him. 

“H…He…” You shook your head and more tears streamed down your face.

From the way you couldn’t even tell him, Aaron knew then what it was. He was an insect. Someone so vile. Aaron couldn’t even find the right words to describe him because how could someone treat you like that? Someone like you? He never deserved your attention and love before. He never appreciated it. Aaron felt the anger washed over him again as he held you close to his chest. You could feel his chest heaving from anger as he tried to comfort you. You knew how much Aaron hated him by just the things you told him about what happened. 

You reached for his hand and found them in a fist. As soon as he felt your touch, he unclenched them and intertwined them with yours.

“You don’t have to talk about it if it’s too much, love.” He murmured. “I’m here.”

You nodded your head and pulled away from him, your eyes were bloodshot red. Aaron could feel the pressure in his chest as he gazed down at you, his spare hand cupping your cheek. He brushed your cheek softly with his thumb and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.

“I’m sorry if I’m such a mess.” You apologized. “I’m so sorry if I’m like this. You deserve someone better.”

“Hey.” Aaron gave you a small reassuring smile. “There’s nothing to apologize for, love. I love you the way you are. I love your mess and every part of you.”

“Please tell me if I ever do something that isn’t right, please.” You sobbed.

“No,” He shook his head, his green eyes staring at yours. “You are perfect the way you are, love. Don’t ever think that you are not enough.”

More tears rolled down your cheeks as you heard Aaron’s words to you. This kind of love was something you never experienced before. Someone who trusted you and believed in you. Being not enough for Aaron was one of your biggest fears, and you were always so terrified to do or say something that you might end up losing him. He was the only good in your life, and you were terrified to ruin all of this. However, Aaron had proved to you many times that he wasn’t like him. He wasn’t going to stop you from doing anything that made you happy. 

“Hey, listen.” Aaron cupped your face with his hands, his green eyes deep into yours. “Whatever words that he planted in there,” His finger touched your temple softly. “Or right here…” His hand laid on top of your chest, just right above your heart. “...Is not true, you understand? You are more than what he had told you. You are intelligent, resilient and so beautiful.” 

You nodded your head, wiping the remaining tears that were on your face. You felt your heart skip a beat for Aaron as you gave him a small smile. You reached your hand and cupped his face as Aaron leaned against your touch. You watched him close his eyes, but you could see something that was washing over his face. 

“I’m sorry I woke you up.” You murmured. 

“I just wish…” Aaron sighed, opening his eyes. “I just wish I could take your pain away. It kills me to know that I can’t do anything. That I can’t just erase all the things that you went through.”

“Being with you is enough.” You said. “I don’t want you feeling guilty about this. None of this is your fault.”

Aaron could feel your eyes through every part of him as you slowly pulled him close to you and kissed him softly. There was something about you that Aaron couldn’t explain. Something that always lit a fire in his soul every time you kissed him. Every time you touched him. How could someone treat you so irresponsibly before? Because to him, he would drop everything. He would watch the world burn just for you. 

“I love you.” Aaron whispered as soon as he pulled away from the kiss. “Don’t ever let anyone tell you who you are because you’re perfect.”

“I love you too.” You felt a tear rolled down your cheeks.

This time, it wasn’t because of the nightmare. It was because you could feel Aaron’s love and understanding for you. The way he accepted who you were no matter what. Using his thumb, he brushed the tear away from your cheek and planted a soft kiss on your forehead. 

“Come here.” He murmured. 

He reached over behind you to fluff up your pillows and laid you gently back on the bed. Walking around the bed, he settled next to you, pulling the covers over the both of you and pulled you close to his chest.

A small yawned escape from you as he said, “Get some rest, love.”

“Please, stay.”

Aaron couldn’t help but smile. You clung onto him, and he could feel all your emotions towards him. He could feel how much you love him and want him. All your love was injecting in his veins, and he could feel every bit of it. It made his heart swell as he closed his eyes, his hand rubbing softly on your arm.

“I’m not going anywhere, love.” 

The End.

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ok ive got most of it but now that im on the 5th one and theres an overload of information i dont wanna do this anymore

What is taxonomy? It is a branch of science concerned with classification, especially of organisms.

Who developed the taxonomic classification? Carl Linnaeus (or Carl von Linne/Carolus Linnaeus) is the Father of Taxonomy. His system for naming, ranking, and classifying organisms is still used today, albeit with many changes.

How do we classify organisms? There are eight categories or levels used to classify organisms in the Linnaean system: Domain, Kingdom, Phylum, Class, Order, Family, Genus, and Species. Taxonomists are biologists who use this system to analyze the relationship among organisms and aggregate them into groups.

How do we name organisms? The naming system is called binomial nomenclature, as it uses two words to describe an organism. The first word is the genus' name, the second word is the species' name.

we staying up for a bio assignment again lads (<- guy who passed out when it got home)

1. What is taxonomy? 2. Who developed the taxonomical classification? 3. How do we classify organisms? 4. How do we name organisms? 5. What are the different taxonomical classifications?

seems easy enough this time tho (<- applies to anything not a comic)

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Heyyy, I’m not sure if you’re taking requests atm but I LOVED your ‘bed chem’ book I feel like there are NOT enough elle x fem!readers out there and especially not enough dom reader ones so I loved it sm! I was wondering if you could do another one similarly maybe a soft top fem!reader and elle possibly set just after elle leaves the bau; reader says she still loves her and would never blame her for it and confessions ensue etc… the girls get their freaks onnn!! Our girl elle deserved all the love in the world I miss her! Ily thank you 🙏 (ps if u hate this idea honestly any top reader bottom elle fics would be so splendidly superb😭)

cw; 18+ MDNI!! slight angst, fluff, top fem!reader, bottom!elle, wingwoman emily makes an appearance, fingering, oral, resolved feelings, open ending

an; I wasn’t sure if you wanted a pre-established relationship or not so I just kinda ran with your idea a bit! I hope you enjoy reading <3 thank you for the request, I miss Elle so bad you guys.

wc; 2k

As the morning progressed, you couldn’t help but notice the stares you got from the surrounding agents. You chose to ignore them, knowing it would only lead to questioning about Elle. Besides, you knew you wouldn’t have the answers they were so desperately searching for, anyway.

Finally having had enough of the forlorn looks sent your way, you pushed your chair back with a shrill screech and excused yourself from your desk, dumping the files down on the nearest table and heading straight for the doors.

You make it no more than twenty metres before Emily is pulling you aside and into the empty breakroom. You tug your arm from her grip harshly and huff a little, “can I help you?” you raise an eyebrow.

She smirks and brushes you off, “how about you help yourself, first. I haven’t seen you stewing like this since… well, ever,” she laughs, straightening her lapels and leaning against the counter.

“And what, exactly, is that supposed to mean,” you shoot her a quick glare, having a feeling you already know where this conversation is headed.

Emily sighs, bowing her head briefly before her eyes soften, looking back up at you, “we’re only trying to help… none of us like seeing you this way.”

A scoff leaves your lips before you can stop it, the tiled pattern on the floor suddenly seeming far more interesting. You avert your eyes from her all-knowing gaze, picking at your nail beds, “I just wish she would’ve told me… that’s all,” you sigh, “you know, maybe… maybe I could’ve helped. I-I could’ve done something.”

Your bottom lip quivers, betraying the facade you’d worked so hard to keep up. “I thought maybe I-,” you shake your head, cutting yourself off as you raise a hand to frustratedly wipe at the tears pricking your eyes, “I thought I meant more to her than that…” you whisper, so quietly you're unsure if Emily even heard you.

“Don’t do that,” she frowns, her voice soft, kind. More than you deserve right now, you’re sure, “you know what you meant to her, what you mean to her…” she looks away briefly, choosing her next words carefully, “have you tried calling her?”

You let out a sad laugh, “and say what? ‘I miss you, I love you?’”

Emily looks at you as if you’d grown two heads, “uh, yeah. That’s exactly what you’re supposed to say, am I missing something here?”

“I wish it was that simple, Em,” you straighten your bag strap against your shoulder, “I’m not exactly sure this is the best time for me to spill my guts to her… she’s been through a lot.”

“That’s exactly why you should ‘spill your guts’, she needs to know that someone out there is in her corner,” Emily takes a cautious step forward, as if afraid to poke the bear. Once she’s sure you won't react, she places a hand on your shoulder and rubs her thumb in soothing circles.

You frown slightly, “but- she knows we support her, right?”

“It’s different coming from someone you love,” Emily smiles, patting your shoulder before moving past you and out the door, pausing under the frame, “I really think you should call her.”

You stand there, frozen. Emily’s words replay in your mind. “Someone you love.” She couldn’t have meant you… could she? Was she implying that Elle loved you? Your feet have never carried you to your car so fast, slamming the door behind you before rummaging around your purse for your cell.

Dialling Elle’s number, you wait in a painful silence. The call goes straight to voicemail, unusual. She’s usually very attentive to her phone. She must’ve been in a call already, you think to yourself. You’ll just call her again in a couple of minutes.

Voicemail, again. By the fourth attempt at calling her, you know something’s up. She would’ve answered by now, would’ve sent you a text detailing why she couldn’t pick up. She would’ve called you back, and rushed an apology.

You can't wait any longer, you follow the familiar route to her apartment. A drive you’d taken almost every night since you’d met her. Whether it be dropping her home from work, or getting drunk on the cheapest bottle of wine you could find, you were always in proximity to Elle.

The distance was unfamiliar, the silence was even worse.

Pulling up to her complex, you rush up the stairs. Your hand reaches out in hesitation, would she want to see you? It’s quickly overshadowed by your own need to see her.

You bang on her door rapidly. “Elle, I know you’re home,” you sigh, resting a closed fist against the door.

Waiting no more than a few moments at her front door step, the door swings open. There she was. A permanent frown etched into her once carefree face. Dark circles you know aren’t recent either. She moves aside, gesturing for you to come inside.

Once you set your coat down and take a seat next to her on the edge of her couch, it seems as if your own frown now mirrors hers. “What happened?”

She looks up at you, lips parted ever-so-slightly, chapped from dehydration. “I couldn't be there anymore… I’m losing so much of myself, I couldn’t… I couldn’t watch that happen to everyone else as well.”

You shake your head, pulling her hand into your lap, “I meant what happened with us. Why didn’t you tell me, Elle?”

Her eyes dart away from yours, hands growing clammy. “I knew you’d be upset.”

“Upset?” you chase her gaze, “Elle I’m only upset for you, not because of you.”

The silence seems to grow between you, each person scared to disrupt the quiet.

You shuffle slightly closer to her on the couch, reaching out to brush a stray curl away from her face. “I love you, Elle. You’ll always have me, even when you have nothing.”

Her expression softens, her eyes darting between your own as if trying to read you, unsure of what she heard, “you love me?” she repeats back to you, her throat going dry.

You nod, exhaling into a smile, “I love you, Elle. And I’d never blame you for what you did,” the curve of her cheek rests in your palm, a perfect fit, “I’m on your side. I understand you.”

Her bottom lip pulls in, quivering for just a moment while she looks over your face.

Then, she pulls you into a gentle kiss. Her lips soft against yours, her breathing coming out in quick heaves. You push yourself closer to her, wanting to be as close as possible. As soon as you sense her leg brush up against yours, you waste no time. Your hands go to her knees, slowly sliding up the soft material of her leggings and under the hem of her tank top.

Your fingertips trace over the curves of her ribs, gently pressing against her taut skin as she pushes herself into your touch. Your hands work their way down her body, resting on the swell of her hips. The fabric of her underwear tickles the pads of your fingers and you can't help but let out a small breath when you feel the slickness of her arousal already. You feel a blush cover your cheeks at the thought of her wet for you. Your eyes widen and you swallow hard, doing your best to hold in the groan that’s threatening to escape.

Moving your hand further, you push your fingers between her legs, slowly spreading her open with your thumb.

“Y/n,” she breathes your name. It feels like a prayer and your ego soars. “I need to feel you,” her voice begging.

You shift yourself so you’re hovering over Elle, your knees at either side of her hips as you pull her panties off of her and slide them into the pocket of your pants. You smirk a little to yourself, she’s not getting them back until you’re both fully sated. Your hands move up her body again and you pull her top over her head.

Elle reaches for your shirt but you pull back from her grasp as you pull it off of your own body.

“I want to worship your body,” you whisper as you bend your head to her breasts, pulling her nipple into your mouth and swirling your tongue around it slowly. Her breath comes out in a soft gasp and you can feel her hands fisting your hair. She pulls at the strands slightly, but she’s not pushing or pulling you away from her. You let her nipple pop out of your mouth as you trail kisses over her chest and across her shoulders.

“You taste so good,” you breathe the words against her lips. You kiss her jaw, her neck, her chest. Your lips move slowly over her, paying attention to all the spots that make her squirm beneath you.

You let your hand glide down over her torso and spread her legs wider, letting your fingers trail from her knee up to her inner things. You rub your hands up and down, feeling the heat coming from between her legs. Pushing yourself off her reluctantly, you position your body further down, allowing your head to rest between her thighs. You slowly open her up before dipping your head down to her core. You slowly lick your way up her center, flicking your tongue over her clit before pressing it flat against her and pushing the tip into her wet cunt.

She lets out a soft moan as she arches her back. You look up at her, watching as her chest rises and falls with each laboured breath.

“Fuck,” she breathes. Her hands fist the material of the couch beneath her. “Y/n, I’m close.” Her words come out in a gasp.

You pick up your pace, alternating between flicking and sucking on her clit. She gasps, “oh god, y/n,” and you can tell she’s close. You increase your pace as you add two fingers to her opening, pumping in and out of her slowly. She whimpers softly, her moans coming out in quick bursts as her legs tremble beneath her.

You look up to her face and she looks down at you, a haze of lust covering her eyes. You can tell she's right on the edge. You move your fingers inside her, finding that spot you know will make her cum the hardest. You curl your fingers and press them against it, rubbing softly as you flick your tongue against her clit.

“Fuck! Fuck, I love you… I love you,” Elle whimpers. Her body shakes as her orgasm overtakes her, her arms falling limply from the couch. She’s still cumming when you pull your fingers out of her, and she whimpers at the loss of contact.

You slowly make your way up her body, kissing her again as you move over her. You smile softly as her hand comes up to rest on your cheek, stroking the skin with her thumb.

“You’re so perfect,” you murmur softly, pressing your lips into her hand.

Letting your lips trail over her palm and up her wrist, you make a mental note of the blissed out look on her face. Lips curled up at the edges, her brows softened, the frown from before long gone.

“I meant what I said,” you rest your head on her chest, tilting your head to look up at her.

“Hm?” her fingers work their way into your hair, rubbing at the scalp gently.

“I’m not upset with you for leaving. I’m on your side, I always will be,” your eyes dart over her face, looking for any sign that could tell you what she’s thinking.

“And I meant what I said,” she breathes out.

“What’s that?”

“I love you.”

[under-the-dirt]

Hiii :3 I have another song one-shot idea, but with whatever character you want

I hope you have a good day :3

ok ilysm tytytyty i love getting ur song requests but the very first thing that came to mind the second i began this song was “FANAFAFAFAFFAFAFANFAB FNAF REFRENCE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️” bc i actually just have a squirrel brain. i’ve been wtaching the lore videos n playthroughs sm i’m so obsessed rn but i also thought of price bc i need more price daddy in my life. he’s so sexy. so, tytyty and a i wish you a very very ily <3

pairing: price x fem!reader

tags: sleeptalking, price is daddy, pet names :3, reader is a sleeptalker, ermrmrmrm a lil smut near the end.. fingering, overstimulation, p in v, unprotected sex (guys pls don’t), ermm UNDER 13 DNIII!!! SHOO CHILDREN!! I WILL BLOCK U!!!

You’ve always struggled to sleep alone. Your therapist had told you it was a trauma response, makes sense. You’d gotten by with large teddy bears and music, but once you became a part of the TaskForce 141 you hadn’t been able to get either.

So, you’d barely been able to sleep. No one really noticed, except for Price. He could see the bags beneath your eyes, he watched you chug energy drinks when you thought people weren’t looking, and after you got hurt due to being unable to move quick enough from pure exhaustion he knew he just had to step in.

You were sitting in your bed, doing unnecessary paperwork, when there was a soft knock on your door and a soothing voice from the other side.

“Can I come in, love?” Price’s gravelly voice asks, and you of course let him in. He sits down on your desk chair while you resume your position on your bed. “I’ve noticed something ‘bout you, love.”

“What is it, sir?” You respond dutifully.

“Those bags under yer eyes.. An’ when you ‘s constantly drinkin’ them energy drinks.. They’re bad for you, you know that right?” He explains softly, looking at you with those gentle blue eyes.

“Yeah..”

“Can ye not sleep ‘r somethin’?” He asks, getting to the point.

“Not well, sir.” You reply, albeit ashamed, and he nods.

“Why not?”

“Since I was little I’ve been unable to sleep without someone or something next to me.” You explain, head down.

“Ah.”

“it wasn’t a problem until I got here, and I don’t have a bear. I doubt they’d even allow one.” You chuckle softly, and he hums.

“Could I help?” He questions gently, and from the look on his face it’s completely serious.

“Y-yeah I mean- If you want to..”

He nods, walking to the door and flicking the light off before climbing into your bed beside you.

“Alright, come on sweetheart.” He smiles, watching you lay down and fall asleep, both maintaining enough distance to remain comfortable. That was some of the best sleep you’d gotten since you arrived, and you hoped he’d continue.

He did, the next day, and the next, and every day after that unless he was on a long mission. At some point you’d moved to his room due to his bigger bed and for general convenience. You became more and more comfortable with him as the nights went on, and soon you were cuddled to his chest as you slept, mumbling whatever nonsense was in your mind. He never minded your cute habit, never thinking much of it, until one night you begin saying his name.. Innocently enough for a bit, until a few days later when you began saying his name in full sentences instead of quick mumblings.

“John.. mm.. want you so bad.. need you..” You whisper, and he chuckles. “Mm… love you..”

“What’s that, bunny?” He asks, running his hands along your waist as you continue mumbling.

“Love you, John..”

“Is that so?” He asks with a gentle chuckle, the rumble of which stirs you.

“Hmm? Did you say something?” You ask tiredly, rubbing your eyes and looking up at him.

“What’re ye mumblin’ about?”

“I wasn’t saying anything..”

“Oh really? You were just sayin’ that ye love me.. What’re ye dreamin’ about, bunny?” He purrs, voice getting slightly deeper and causing you to blush.

“Uhm.. nothing..”

“Thas’ all?” He coos, running his hands lower to your hips and teasing the waistband of your shorts.

You blush further. “I- well.. you were in it..”

“Oh was I?”

You nod.

“And what were we doing?”

“uhm..” You hide your face, not wanting to describe the things you did in your dream, when suddenly John’s hand slips beneath your shorts and taps your clit gently.

“Something like this..?” He purrs, rubbing your clit gently through your panties, and you let out a soft moan. He chuckles, sliding your panties to the side to feel the wetness between your folds. “Hmm.. so wet already..” He tsks, running his finger up and down through your folds and removing it, bringing it up to his mouth and licking your juices off. You stare at him, wide eyed, and he chuckles.

He reaches down again, looking at you for permission before slipping your shorts off and panties with it. He inserts two fingers into your cunt without hesitation, and you whimper at the sudden intrusion. He rubs your clit with his thumb as he begins gently pumping his fingers in and out, curling them to hit that spongy spot inside of you that has you moaning and arching your back. He quickly shuts you up by kissing you deeply, tongue exploring your mouth with feverish lust. Using his free hand, he tugs down his sweatpants and boxers, letting his hard cock spring free. You gasp at the feeling of it against your stomach, its pure size a shock, and reach down to stroke it gently. He groans into the kiss, and the sound makes you cum almost instantly without warning. He laughs and pulls his fingers put, running his cock through your folds and rubbing your overstimulated clit.

“God.. so perfect for me, aren’t ye?” He chuckles, slowly pressing the thick tip of his cock into your tight hole, groaning at the feeling of you fluttering around him. “Relax for me, lass.. God.. so tight” He grunts, pushing into you, listening to your moans and whimpers. After finally bottoming out, he stays still to let you adjust, before gently pulling back to thrust into you and slam into your g-spot.

“John.. ohmygod oh.. oh..” You moan and babble, his cock completely turning your brain off as he hits your g-spot over and over. “God- g-gonna- John..”

“You gonna cum? Go on, be a good girl and cum on my cock.” He commands, and you cum instantly, eyes rolling back into your head with a loud moan. He follows soon after, filling your tight pussy with his thick cum. “So good for me.. So good for me..” He praises, pulling put slowly and kissing you gently. He kisses your neck as you fall asleep, and to say that night was the best sleep you’ve ever gotten was an understatement.

that was pretty fun to write, sorry it took so long! i love getting song requests <33333 hope this is good!!!

[madilynlovesbsdfr]

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hiii my names madilyn :D

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PLEASEEEEE LEAVE ME ANONS/ASKS 15 turning 16 on June 6

Music I like:Melanie Martinez,Mitski,Tyler the creator,Olivia Rodrigo,Billie Eilish,Alex g,Arctic monkeys,Ariana Grande,Clairo,Beabadoobee,Doja cat,Elita,Lana del ray,Mac De Marco,Rebzyyx,Tv girl,The weekend,The neighbourhood,The Maria’s,Tame impala,SZA,Steve Lacy,Playboi Carti,Pink Pantheress,Odd future,Lady Gaga,Insane Clown Posse,Frank ocean,Mitski,Jazmin bean,Laufey,Conan Gray,Cigarettes After Sex,Deftones,Sabrina carpenter,And many more I listen/watch anything!!

shows I love:American horror story,The umbrella academy,Stranger things,South Park,Adventure Time,Shameless,Outerbanks,Squid game,Skins,Scream queens,Arcane,The End of the fucking world,Wayne,Dexter,murder drones,Alice in borderland,Jennifer’s body You,Euphoria,Insatiable,alien stage,total drama island, the owl house,the amazing digital circus,Milgram,and many more I also loveeee musicals

Movies I love:the notebook,The craft,500 days of summer,Alice in wonderland,Mean girls,Little Women,Bones and all,Beautiful boy,Girl Interrupted,GoldFinch,Scream movies,IT(I was a huge fan of the losers club),chucky,pearl,Scott pilgrim,Coraline,Corpse Bride,Beetlejuice,Just any horror or romance movie also deadpool and spiderman>>(I love Andrew Garfield and timothee chalamet sm)

games I love:doki doki literature club,genshin impact,roblox,Minecraft,omori,Hsr,Needy streamer overload,Mystic Messenger,Identity V,Pjsk,Yandere simulator,silent hill,fatal frame,Wuthering Waves,Muse Dash,Class of 09,MiSide,You and me and her,Danganronpa,Fnaf,Cuphead,Broken colors,persona 5,obey me,FNAF,undertale,etc

DNI!!:pedos,anyone who’s rude

I love laughing Jack/creepy pasta too

I really love the wolf trilogy from Tyler!!

I also really really love heathers and jd!!

my fav songs are:Treehome95,Do I wanna know?,Oxytocin,Teddy bear,Mad hatter,wish you were gay,Sunsetz,Moonlight on the river,Wine pon you,Favourite toy,drivers license,Obsessed,Sad girl,etc!!

Animes I love(I watched like over 100😭):bungo stray dogs(DAZAI IS SO ME FR!!),death note,Vanitas no carte,Diabolik lovers,Free,My future diary,Junji Ito,hxh,Tpn,Seraph of the end,Aot,Jjba,Tokyo revengers,Evangelion,Azumanga,Perfect Blue,Date a live(I love kurumi sm)Toilet bound Hanako-kun,Jujutsu Kaisen,A Silent voice,Konosuba,Horimiya,Ao Haru ride,maid sama,fruits basket,Chunibyo,Howls moving castle(Studio ghibli ily)When they cry,Nana,Bocchi the rock,Chainsaw Man,Black butler, stranger by the Shore,Demon slayer,K-on,Kamisama kiss,madoka magica,Lain, blue lock and more

Mangas I love sm:When a magicians pupil smiles,love and heart,firefly wedding,also secret alliance but that’s a manhwa,I love Amy,Killing stalking,Oyasumi Pun Pun,etc

Dazai is me fr

I LOVEEEE CINNAMOROLL!! (Best Sanrio ever)

I draw sometimes^^

I’m obsessive,depressed,bpd,social anxiety(anxiety in general),irl yandere(kinda i have like obsessive tendencies but im not a rough yandere just a sweet and clingy one<33),sh,ed

jirai,Lolita,baggy clothes,cutecore fashion<33! Idk I love anything tbh😭

I post my interests, random yaps, vents, crashouts, Ed vents, sh vents ,etc :3!!

[charmercharm3r]

Hi ^^ 🩷 could you write a plushie smut hyunjin fucking reading while reader is holding their teddy for support 🫧 ily your work sm and I hope you have a great day today :)

this came out shorter than I intended for it to be but I hope you like it!!!

Teddy

HHJ

Masterlist

wc: 1.4k

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, soft bf hyune, unprotected sex (do not do this srsly), slight dumbification, he's a cutie and I want him

It was a hard week for you, so many things piling on top of one another and you were stressed beyond belief. Hyunjin had never seen you this way at this level, in all the years you’d been dating, it had never been this bad. He knew he couldn’t help you directly with your problems, but he could always provide a distraction.

When you’d come home Friday night way past the time you usually did, you were ready to just lay in bed without changing because you were so tired. Your childhood teddy bear was in his rightful place on your side of the bed, beckoning you to join and close your eyes. As you kicked off your shoes and unbutton your pants, you didn’t hear Hyunjin calling your name, just falling back onto the bed without finishing taking off your clothes.

His heart wept at the sight of you, exhausted and carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. Hyunjin greeted you one more time and asked if it’d be alright if he helped you undress, only receiving a hum from you in return. He started with your pants, slipping them down your legs, gently pulling your top over your head to leave you in only undergarments. You sighed at the freedom from the tight clothing, squinting your eyes open to see Hyunjin staring down at you with fond eyes. “What can I do?” He asked, lightly massaging your calves.

“I don’t know. So tired,” you mumbled, hardly legible as the tone of your voice fell to a whisper. Your eyes closed again and blindly reached for your stuffed teddy next to your head to cradle him in your arms. The pressure of his fingers pressing into your muscles was a little painful, but relaxing at the same time and making you push out a small moan. They worked higher and higher until he came to your thighs, massaging them one at a time. Hyunjin slotted himself between your legs and sat back on his knees as he watched your eyebrows scrunch together, shoulders tensing and your grip on the teddy tighten.

“I know. Let me take care of you?” It was a rhetorical question, you’d never say no to his touch. It was hypnotizing, maybe the delirium was starting to take over, or a combination of both but either way you melted to his touch and lulling body heat.

You felt everything he did, heard every saccharine word he whispered, but couldn’t comprehend anything to reciprocate. He didn’t seem to mind your incoherency, Hyunjin had your body memorized like a map, touching and kissing all the right places to have you whimpering with no filter. You couldn’t tell how long Hyunjin was placing kisses along the expanse of your body, leaving wet trails up and down your stomach, the lengths of your arms, even placing one on the teddy’s forehead for good measure and giggling when he then chastly kissed your lips. 

Hyunjin’s fingers tiptoed along the seam of your underwear, taunting you just a bit by snapping it against your skin then ridding it completely, tossed somewhere forgotten. Eyes still closed, your grip on the teddy was made of steel and knuckles turning white as Hyunjin hiked your legs around his waist and slid his fingers through your folds. The sound of your arousal was wet and lewd, his satisfied chuckle only making you even more turned on. It didn’t take much other than his digits spreading your essence to your bundle of nerves and rubbing deep, hard circles into it for you to begin mindlessly begging for more.

“Need you,” you whimpered, “please, please, please.” You reached for his hand that was between your legs and pushed it harder into you, using him to grind your hips against.

Hyunjin watched you with the proudest, most intrigued smile, in love with how desperate you were for him even in the most weary of conditions. Impressed, he stole his hand away followed by your needy cries, but was quickly repressed when you heard his buckle being undone and the thud of fabric hitting the floor. The aching between your legs was suddenly being flushed in heat, realizing the tip of his cock was pressing into your clit ever so nicely. 

“Where do you want me, baby?” He teased, dragging his cock through your folds and letting you mewl. He knew you could hardly put together more than three words, asking you this question was like talking to a wall. You reached for him once more, but Hyunjin caught your hand and guided it back towards the plushie in your arms, telling you, “hold on to him. Answer me, sweetheart.”

“Here,” you kicked your hips up and pulled him in by the waist. Hyunjin catches himself before he can fall over and chuckles at your enthusiasm. He was always a sucker for obedience, and you were more than happy to obey.

He was taking too long, rubbing his dick side to side against your sopping cunt and catching the head on your entrance only to steal it away when you thought you had it. Hyunjin got a kick out of your whines, but found it to be enough when you tried to roll over to get away from the teasing. Forcing you onto your back again, you squirmed and momentarily let your arms fall to your side, teddy rolling away. The few seconds you had exposed your bra-clad chest, Hyunjin couldn’t help his hips from plunging into your pussy, warm and inviting. He shivered as you clenched around him and let his body fall in closer, your legs trapping and unmoving from around his waist. Kisses were being peppered across your chest, up your neck, a few to your cheek, you didn’t have a single thought in your head except for his cock nudging against the sweet spot within you. “Relax, baby. I’ll empty that pretty little head of yours. Just lay there, cute and comfortable.”

Hyunjin kissed your lips one more time and helped the teddy back into your arms, enclosing them around your chest before leaning back to readjust into a better position. He pulled back slowly, your mouth parting slightly at the sudden feeling before letting out a loud moan when he entered you again, perfectly angled to press your sweet spot once more. Starting slow, letting you get used to the feeling did Hyunjin thrust, until you started begging for more. You clutched onto the plushie as his pace picked up, loving your blissed out whimpers mixing with skin slapping skin. The force behind his hips rocked the headboard against the wall and your body along with it, you were almost sure you would’ve flown off the bed if he wasn’t holding your waist.

Delirium and lust and desperation, exhaustion making your body all the more willing to accept the easily rising high once Hyunjin brought his thumb to your lips. He pushed the digit into your mouth, grateful to have a weight against your tongue.

“Pretty baby, feel good?” You hummed, swirling your tongue around his thumb. “I bet you do. You’ve had such a hard week, hm? That’s okay, I'll make it all better. Let go whenever you want, sweetheart.”

Hyunjin took his thumb from your mouth, a thread of saliva following as he brought it down to rub at your clit. The intense feeling had your head digging back into the pillows and holding the teddy closer to your chest, only grounded by the feeling of the fuzzy fur tickling your chin. You were hanging on by an inch of your life, just wanting to enjoy his body warmth a little bit longer. But his words were like a blanket of adoration you didn’t know you needed, “you’ve done so good, baby, so, so good. I’m so proud of you. Can you do me a favor? Come for me, sweetheart. I know you can, ‘cus you’re my good girl.”

The praise, the perfectly practiced touches, everything in your body heightened tenfold when your orgasm hit. Your nails dug into the plush clenched against your chest as your back arched and Hyunjin’s name rolled off your tongue like a mantra. Had you not been holding the teddy, you might not have awoken from the blinding high that took over your body, feeling as though you would never come down.

Panting, sweaty, you finally opened your eyes to find Hyunjin staring down at you with hearts in his own. “Even cumming on command, you really are good,” he cooed, bringing his hand up to caress your cheek. You leaned into his touch, nuzzling into his palm as your body relaxed.

“Your good girl,” you whispered back.

“Uh oh,” Hyunjin’s eyes widened for a moment, seeming as though he was genuinely shocked. Your eyebrows went up, concerned. “You can still speak. Looks like we’ll have to keep going, sweetheart. Can’t have a single thought in that wonderful brain of yours.”

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[hheeluv]

moots as emojis?

i’m finally doing this,,, i’m so sorry this took so long😭 also please don’t kick my ass if you are not here, please let’s interact more so i can add you. i love you all so so so so much. 💋

@intromortal - 💍🥵 you are my sexy wife and i love u sm (jw’s best girl)

@karinasbaby - 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻😍 the loml wife everything

@enha-stars - 💼💋 my hard working wife who has 4 girls spread out before her… (give my girl a rest)

@ak4e7a - 👩‍👧‍👧🫦 MAMAAAAA prettiest kitty😍

@alvojake - ❤️ most caring and beautiful kayla u deserve all the hearts

@emi-en - 🔟 our 10/10 oppa my little ageplayer

@jaeyunluvr - 😈🧎🏻‍♀️(last emoji me @ u) kayz my baby u mean the world to me

@rikstar - ⚡️🧸 our energy drink addiction, also u are just a small lidol beautiful teddy bear i wanna put you in my pocket

@chlorinecake - 🌚 u r just like me freaky balls😍

@dollyyun - 🍦(I COULDNT FIND A DOLL EMOJI) my doll prettiest girl ever ily

@taesancore - 🐯 my shawty purrr purrr

@naomiarai - 🫣🫠😼 (more like me @ u) PLSPLSPLS

@hollyoongs - 👯‍♀️ MY TWINNN ILY BEBE

@ja3yun - 🧝‍♀️ aj’s beauty is ethereal so i had to put this

@yzzyhee - ✌🏻u are just so peace & love and i love talking w u in the server

@taeghi - 🌊 u have the prettiest name and overall just remind me of a pretty ocean view (not only because of ur name)

@jakesangel - 🍰🪽 soft angel princess

@jaylaxies - 🌸 u remind me of a pretty flower

@dear-hoon - 🐶 idk when i think of u i only think of that one dog picture u sent

@hwanchaesong - 🍭 you seem such a colorful and sweet person ily fr

@yeonzzzn - 👸 hello self explanatory queen of enhablr and u are so sweet and kind as well ugh i wanna get to know u more!!

@sincerelyrki - 🍥 i haven’t talked to u alot! I wanna interact more<3

@heeslut4life - 🍯 aeri my best girl ugh i just love u <33

@kpopaussieline - 🧁 u are so kind and sweet

@seunghancore - 💙 i really wanna interact w u more!

@jayujus - 🔮 u seem so kind and nice let’s interact more :(

@pshazez - 🩵 blue reminds me of u

@minhosimthings - ☀️ u have such a sunny shining smile, so kind and i’m just obsessed with you

@en-geneisaxx - 🌻 warm and kind always there to cheer me up

@heejake-hoon - 🫦 shawty fine asf

@un06 - 🦋 my sweet butterfly best taehyung stan out there !! ilysm

@antonsgirlfriend - 🎀 i vibe w u so well and i looove talking w u

@rikislady - 🍓🧚🏻‍♀️ you remind me of a strawberry fairy / princess

@hees-sweetheart 👾 - you seem such a kind and sweet person!!

[linos-luna]

Hi ^^ 🩷 could you write a plushie smut taehyung fucking reading while reader is holding their teddy for support 🫧 ily your work sm and I hope you have a great day today :)

Oh wow. Love the concept 💕

Hope you like :)

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Angel ❣️

Taehyung (v) x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, unprotected sex, pet names, some oral (fem receiving), fingering, dumbification, degradation, corruption kink

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As your boyfriend lowered your panties you whined at the sudden cold feeling. You were wet and Taehyung loved the sight of it. He went from kissing your stomach to your inner thighs, making you squirm a bit.

“T-tae-…”

“Here baby.” He handed you your favorite teddy bear that was sitting above your head. He could see how tense you were getting. That and he loved how adorable you looked. All he wants to do is corrupt his little angel.

He lifted your legs over his shoulders and kissed your bare cunt a few times, causing you to whine into the bear you were holding.

He inserted his 2 fingers, scissoring to make sure your well stretched out for him. Your eyes rolled back as he did so and you only gripped the bear tighter.

He then pulled his boxers off and got on top, making out with you before completing entering you.

You nearly screamed at the feeling. You were stuffed, he was just so big. But Taehyung loved that. He loved the tight fit and he slowly started thrusting.

“You like that baby?” He teased while going faster. “You like my cock in your small pussy?”

“Y-yes!” You cry out.

“Yes what?”

“Yes Taehyung!” You yell back, already close to hitting your high. “T-Tae~ Tae~”

“You dirty slut. Just dumb from my cock, hm?” He grunted, looking at how amazing you looked. Your body was hot and smelled of sex while your eyes were foggy with tears and lips tinted. You were breathing heavily and your bare chest on full display. And you were gripping this teddy bear, making this all the better as it sat between your bare breasts.

“Just a dumb slutty little girl…” he said, coming close to your ear. “Does my dumb baby wanna cum?”

“Mmm-… mm-hmm!” You couldn’t even get words out anymore. “Want-… want-… c-cu… want—…”

Taehyung was amused by your incoherent response. You really are fucked dumb.

Before you could finally let go, he pulled out making you to nearly cry out.

“W-why?! Why?! T-Tae Tae!!” You cried, getting red and holding the plush to your face.

“No tantrums, baby…” he had a teasing tone to his voice.

“B-but— T-Tae—… w-want-!” Without warning, he suddenly thrust back into you. Your legs were spread further so he can perfectly hit your sweet spot.

“Tae~!” You moaned out loud while putting your plush to your face, both to cover your face and muffle your loud moans.

“No no, baby.” Taehyung shook his head and lowered the bear back down. Something about this teddy bear sitting between your breasts made him even more aroused.

He tugged at the teddy bear as if to pull it away. He wouldn’t actually do it but he loved your reaction as you’d almost mindlessly try and grab at it.

You’d cry every time he’d pull out and he loved it. “What’s wrong baby?”

“T-ae-… t-tae… want cum!” You cried, hugging the plush tight.

“Ok go ahead sweetheart… you’ve been a good girl.”

With that, you came and it was intense. You laid there trying to catch your breath before Taehyung started lapping up your wet cunt. The feeling was so intense that you squirted, not what your boyfriend actually expected.

Taehyung smiled and nuzzled up next to you as it was obvious that you were drained. You were already falling asleep as he put his arm around to hold you.

You’re like an angel to him.

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Ko-fi