#but I never finished this... till this day! :'D

[zu-is-here]

Happy Valentine's Day ♡

[marscardigan]

secret santa

steve harrington x reader

summary: the party ruins steve's secret santa for you

It was your idea to make your very first secret Santa being the newest member of the party - without including Eddie - and it was also the first time doing it as Steve's girlfriend.

When everyone got their result, you were quite lost with who you got. You were going to be max secret Santa. You also couldn't get any help from other because it was prohibited, but you were known to make the best thoughtful gifts of all. Steve always told his friends how you put all your love in your gifts, how you always remembered what he likes, what he needs. So you were well aware of the expectations everyone had for your present.

You tried not to get help from anyone. And although you didn't know max too well, you tried your best. You were close to asking Lucas, but you got lucky when you found her in the parking lot, waiting for his brother, and saw how she loved her little Walkman. It was then when you got an idea for an amazing gift.

Steve, on the other hand, was almost going to shit himself. He was going to be your secret Santa. When he first saw your name written on the paper, he was excited, but after thinking about it for a whole day, he got scared. Because he knew whatever gift you bought him, you would be happy and thankful anyway, as you always were. Steve always tried to surprise you with flowers, chocolate, and sometimes written letters he left on your bedside table. But this, this had to be huge. He needed weeks to think about how to surprise you, and also how to be the best secret Santa of the party.

So, he started your present the same day you all got the results of the game. He knew your likes and dislikes, how you preferred handmade gifts before an expensive cologne. He knew what you had, but he didn’t know what do you want. Don’t get me wrong, he would have your favorite perfume packed up and a scarf you mentioned you loved at the mall, and also a restocking of your mascara, that he saw it was almost done. But for a secret Santa, he wanted to stand out amongst all.

It was a mistake. Dustin knew it was a mistake when he started reading a list Steve left on the back of his car. It was a list of romantic gift ideas, and Dustin had to admit they were so good. It was then when he assumed knew the gift was for you and Steve’s first anniversary, which was just a week before Christmas. Under all the creative ideas he wrote, there was one underlined with some hearts. He then moved the paper, finding a black box. He opened, and almost gasped when he saw what was inside. Dustin smiled, and he couldn’t wait to tell the party the amazing idea his best pal had.

It was just another normal Friday for you. After school, you went home to do some homework you were looking forward to finish. At 7 pm, you went to pick up Eddie from his D&D club. And then you went to your favorite dinner, where the curly boy always invited you for a milkshake.

“So…” Eddie started, smiling widely at you. “How did the anniversary go with your lover boy?”

You smiled back, shamefully red. “It went so good, you can’t even imagine. He put a huge amount of daisies and candles in his backyard, and we stayed up almost ‘till 2am watching the stars and talking about everything that came to our minds”

“And how was the little gift?”

His question caught you off guard, frowning, but still with a little smile in your lips. “Well, uh, it was very thoughtful of him”

“I’m sure it was” He winked at you. “That golden bracelet was a very thoughtful idea of him”.

Your smile faded. “What?”

Eddie smile faded too with your sudden confusion. “Well, uh, Dustin saw a golden bracelet with Steve’s initials engraved. He thought it was his gift for your anniversary.”

You thought of throwing up the milkshake. “He gifted me a box of letters”. You murmured. “I really liked it, but…”

Eddie’s face almost transformed into a pout. “I don’t understand…”

You honestly didn’t either. Steve could never, you thought. “I think I’m going to be sick”

Eddie tried to cheer you up, grabbing your hand and squeezing it. “I’m sure he’s keeping it to give it to you for your birthday or something.”

“My birthday is in October” You tried not to cry in front of him. You also tried not to think what it was obvious - for you - happened.

That night, you ignored Steve’s nine calls, crying until you fell asleep. The next day, your mother told you Steve was waiting for you to spend Saturday morning together. You told her to tell your boyfriend that you were sick and didn’t want couldn’t see him right now. The lie went on till Monday. When you didn’t come to Family Video, Steve started to get worried. He had one of the best nights of his life with you, and suddenly he felt like you were ignoring him. So he appeared again at your front door. You opened, thinking it was mail because Steve should be at work right now. You almost closed the door on his face if he didn’t stop it.

“We need to talk.” He said with a firm voice.

Your red eyes - that were the result of your countless hours crying - find his dark ones. He looked worried. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” “Aren’t you supposed to be sick?” His answer made you angry. His mere presence made you angry.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now.” You snapped at him, trying not to cry again. “Please. Just tell me what I did wrong, just that, and then I’ll leave you alone.”

“Eddie told me about the bracelet.” You said, trying to act as indifferent as possible. Steve frowned at your answer, he didn’t know what you were talking about. Until the realization hit him like a brick on his face. “How does Eddie know?”

You scoffed at his answer. He didn’t even try to hide it. “You are a miserable piece of shi-” “No, no, listen to me” Your eyes threatened to cry again. “That bracelet is for you” When he saw your reaction, he tried to justify what he just said before you slapped him in the face. “Oh my god, you thought I was cheating on you?” He laughed, more calmed now. “That golden bracelet is for your secret Santa. Surprise! I’m your secret Santa!” He smiled, without caring of spilling the secret.

You were so focused on the thought of Steve cheating that you forgot completely about the stupid secret Santa thing. “Oh fuck.” Steve smiled at you, getting closer. “I would never do that to you, never, I don’t even know how that stupid kid discovered the gift.”

“I’m so sorry, Steve, I don’t know why I believed that” You sighed, hugging him closely and feeling like breathing again. “I’m also sorry the party ruined your secret Santa” “Well, I’m sorry for you. Did you like the idea? Setting aside the fact you thought it was for another woman, which I understand because if I was in your position I would also-” You laughed at his nervousness. “Just stop talking and kiss me”.

He focused his eyes on you. Only you. “Gladly”

[augustinewrites]

“i sent a text,” you mutter to yourself as you push and hold the door open with your foot. “and yet nobody came down to help me with the groceries.” 

you push the door shut with your elbow, turning around to see why exactly no one had answered your text. the three of them are sat at the dining table. megumi’s staring at the table, tsumiki’s staring at a painting on the wall, and satoru's glaring at the pile of phones in front of him.

“what is going on?” you ask, setting your bags on the countertop. 

“family meeting,” satoru answers, still glaring at the phones.

“really?” you ask, pulling out your chair to join them. “last time you called a family meeting, you wanted to discuss whether or not you could pull off an earring.” 

“that was a short conversation,” megumi quips.

“hey, i’m still confident that you’re all wrong and i’d totally rock an earring,” he tells you. “but that’s not what this is about. this is about tsumiki.” 

“oh,” you say, surprised by this turn of events. “i thought megumi got in trouble at school again.”

“he did.” 

“i did.” 

figures. you’d address that later. 

“and that’s why i was at their school, where i saw tsumiki about to skip class with - get this - with her boyfriend, who none of us knew existed.”

you exhale a heavy breath. “oh…” 

but your reaction must be too mild for your fiancé, who sends you a funny look. “‘oh?’ that’s a little light. she has a boyfriend that none of us knew about!”

an uncomfortable silence falls over the table. satoru looks at megumi, who looks at tsumiki, who looks at you. 

you actively work to avoid his gaze, further incriminating yourself.

“wait…do you know something?”

“can i talk to you for a second?” you ask, nodding your head toward the kitchen. he follows you over, but not before telling the kids not to touch their phones. 

“how are we handling this?” he asks, pacing back and forth with a deeply conflicted look on his face. you don’t think you’ve even seen him look this serious about something before. “‘cause i know i’m usually the fun parent and you usually bring the heat when it comes to punishments, but i’m already there, babe! she’s grounded. phone, gone! food, maybe! and she is forbidden from seeing this boy for–  till– till she’s in college.”

“satoru–”

“i can’t believe she didn’t tell us she had a boyfriend,” he mutters, not finished yet. “who is this kid, anyway? her boyfriend?” you roll your eyes when he even gags on the word.

“okay, okay,” you laugh nervously, rubbing your hands up and down his arms. “do you promise that you’re not going to freak out if i tell you something?”

“no.”

“fair enough,” you agree. “uh…i met her boyfriend.” his eyes widen, but you press a finger to his lips before he can say anything. “hold on! she only told me a couple of days ago because they just started dating two weeks ago. she was going to tell you, i promise.”

“but she’s too young to have—”

“satoru, keeping apart kids that are in love never works out for the people keeping them apart.” you loop your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. “imagine if someone had told you that you couldn’t date me.”

“yeah, i know,” he grumbles. “i guess i’m just hurt that she didn’t tell me right away. we have a connection, you know. like you and megumi. last week when we went out for our weekly ice cream gossip session, she didn’t say a thing!” 

“you guys have weekly gossip sessions?”

“uh, yeah. as if you and megumi don’t talk shit about us illiterates whenever you go to the bookstore.” 

“i think we’re getting off track,” you deflect with a huff. “what are we going to do about the situation at hand?”

_____

at the sound of a knock on the door, tsumiki bursts out of her room. “i’ll get it!”

“be cool,” you tell satoru, who scoffs as he fixes his hair.

“i’m cool. the coolest. i’m like ice.” 

“i’m serious,” you grit as tsumiki pulls the door open. “do not be weird right now.”

you smile as tsumiki introduces you both, taking the bouquet of flowers that her boyfriend offers you.

“dinner’s almost ready, so make yourself at home in the meantime,” you tell him, filling a vase with water. 

“in the living room, preferably,” gojo adds stiffly. where tsumiki shoots him a look, he holds his hands up in surrender. “we’ll be in the kitchen, you’ll have plenty of privacy.”

“the kitchen and the living room are the same room,” she mutters.

“then you can pretend that we’re not even here,” he says, tone light. then, after a moment. “but remember that we will be here. the whole time.”

“okay, you need to take all of that and put it away,” you tell him sternly, handing him a stack of plates to put on the table. “welcome to the real world, babe. this is what raising teenagers is all about.”

[drewdoa]

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⤷ # viktor headcannons • (a little modern..my bad)

⤷ a/n: hii this is my first post :)) these hcs don’t target any specific gender! though i will make small notes to those that do :D enjoy <3

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very much the type to bring you coffee, like all the time. i picture him to be almost reliable on coffee (cause of how he’s chronically in that damn lab), he doesn’t drink it very sweet. this doesn’t mean he won’t mix things up a little though! pouring new syrups and stuff he tries and bringing you cups throughout the day. (for afab readers he brings you iced coffee and chocolates/candy when it’s your time of the month too <3)

in his free time he shops for new clothes even if he doesn’t even end up purchasing any. he also looks at clothes for you, no matter the style he will bring you something. i feel like this could sprout an idea for a little outfit haul with you guys ;))

when he’s writing notes, he outlines sentences that start with the letter of your first name. eventually it turns into connect the dots with how much he does it. there was a time where he broke night and ended up sketching your name onto his forearm. unfortunately, you didn’t notice it till after he showered and it was almost gone :(

for masc readers, he takes your ties and wears them religiously. jayce even asked what brand it was once since viktor never took it off. (<- d1 gatekeeper) this also goes for your undershirts, you wonder why your scent is so strong in his lab.

for fem readers, he collects your hair ties like cards. usually one coordinated to his uniform. there’s always a decently used black one on his left hand, it looks familiar…he took it from your desk when you met

if you bite your nails/skin, viktor keep a wrap on his hands lightly with bandages incase your accidentally cut yourself. he would then tend to the cut as fast as possible, kissing your forehead everytime he’s finished.

definitely a pro a making you things as gifts. he usually makes you flowers out of scraps he’s done using. he once made a whole bouquet with crystals that glow! the next morning, actual flowers were placed on your bed.

100% practices witchcraft sometimes. and he owns tarot cards. that is all.

is good with food/spices and stuff. he would send you recipes for you to try along with helping you out in the kitchen <3

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˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ • hi hello!! i hope you enjoyed these things i cooked up :)) more of my writing will be about things like this so if you liked this post feel free to check back for more of my stuff !! - drew •˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

{ by the way i am a new writer!! feel free to go to my asks and request anything <3 }

[fluffylino]

boypussy!hyunjin

-contains mature themes

the boy beneath you squirmed, as you teased him. pushing just the tip of your dick inside him. hyunjin was panting, breathing heavy. his face buried into the pillow at this point. back arched and exposing his most sensitive parts to you. You were worried he wouldn't be able to breath. His cunt clenching around you, trying to suck you in. However you had patience.  Never had you imagined doing this.

It all started when...

"uh i need to tell you something" hyunjin had walked inside after finishing practice. his lips were white and his whole demeanor had changed. almost like he was filled with fear and shock.

he sat down next to you on the couch. you switched off whatever you were watching on the tv to give him your full attention.

"I-I...something h-happened i don't k-know but i don't have a d-dic-" he quickly corrected himself.

"male genetilia" he whispered. You had no clue what he was talking about. Nevertheless you stroked his back, letting him place his head on your lap.

The last thing you remembered saying to him was 'i wish u had a pussy for a few days, i could do the things you do to me for a change'

you gasped.

"Did i make this happen?!" you yelled, making hyunjin jump with a start. he looked confused.

"You'll be back to normal in a couple of days, don't worry darling"

.

a day had passed, and hyunjin seemed to be struggling. you decided to tease him. he sat quietly in his room, scrolling through his phone. you walked in, jumping on him. he giggled when you kissed his neck. slowly making your way up to his lips.

"you're so wet aren't you? i should fuck you till you make a mess of yourself." you mumbled in his ear and smiled when his breath hitched. you slipped your hand under his cute versace tee, to lightly rub his tits.

"stopppp"

his mouth dropped open when you pressed your thigh between his legs. he tried closing his legs.

"ahh but-"

"but what?" you questioned. hyunjin shyly looked at you.

"i have my strap on, baby don't worry. we'll go slow"

you kissed him, and he kissed back desperately. tongue messily moving around. in the mean time you had managed to get his pretty checkered pajama pants off.

"here" he whined, grinding against your thigh. his wetness soaking his underwear. moving the fabric to the side  your carefully traced his folds. he looked cute, eyes wide, and oversized shirt hanging off his shoulder.

"you're dripping baby" you continued to tease him until he caught your hand. you pushed a finger in slowly. his breathing going slow. you added another. knuckle deep in him.

and thats how you ended up in this state.

.

"m' close, hah.." he cried out, thighs shaking and you pulled out for the 5th time in the past hour. the reaction you got was worth it. he groaned into the pillow, shoulders beginning to shake.

A clear indication that he had finally had it. You had finally broke down that wall of his.

"w-why ? i was so g-good" he muttered, voice cracking. tears flowed down his face, mixing with the sweat and drool on his chin.

you were just giving him back what he would do to you. you, of course took it better. it was quite a sight to see your boyfriend sobbing, begging You to rail Him.

"i know baby i know" you soothed him and he preened at the attention you gave him.

"i'll let you cum this time, hm?" you reassured, running your hand down his back.

You spread his puffy lips with your index and middle finger, biting your lip at how much slick was leaking out.

"such a pretty pussy. makes me wanna knock you up. fuck my babies into you. rail you till you're a mess"

he shook his head...or atleast tried to. hyunjin really was loving every moment of it. You slammed back in, now wasting no time.

hyunjin mewled, jerking forward with each thrust. Loud 'ah ah ahs' leaving him. 

Chest to back. you could see his face. struggling to maintain eye contact with you. his eyelids fluttering and his tears distorting his view.

"ah n-no no stop too m-much too muchhh" he wriggled around as your began to play with his clit. eyes rolling back. tongue lawling out.

At one particular hard thrust, he went cross eyed, mouth in an 'o' shape. the sound he let out was beyond pornagraphic. the heat in your abdomen exploding. you could feel the warmth seeping all over your dick. He shivered, his eyes swollen and gaze spaced out.

"aw did my baby cum"

.

pulling him against your side, he sobbed into your neck. thighs pressed together. his cum staining the inside of his soft thighs.

"did so well for me" you praised, leaning over to grab a hairtie from the table beside.

"i-i did?"

"of course you did. made such pretty sounds for me" you tied his hair into a small ponytail. kissing away his tears. he melted into you.

"you're my pretty girl, aren't you?" you weren't expecting him to respond. you tucked a few strands behind his ear. god, was he such a beautiful sight. lips coated in spit.

"i'm your p-pretty girl"

[ilovecatilinclark]

Coaching

Diana Taurasi x Reader

based off of this request

You and Diana have been rivals for the longest time since all the way back to Uconn. as the year has passed and the longer you both been in the W and during off season you were both asked to coach for some of the colleges. You both couldn't say no as you both saw how these girls admired you both, soon both starting to start coaching when it was off season for the both of you.

As your team soon had a competition against Diana's, you soon got off the bus and went inside to check out the gym while your kids went to the locker room to check out the place and to get ready. You soon spotted Diana "look who it is" she came up to you. As you walked towards her. You guys have teased each other a lot through both of your careers.

"It's been quite some time since I saw you D" you said to her. "Yes it has been sweetheart" she said to you smiling. as you gave her a quick hug you walked back to your team starting to help give them a prep talk. You felt her eyes trail behind you watching you, you both secretly harbored feelings for each other but never acted out on both not mentioning it. Even with the media also creating and making it seem like your rivalry is big a thing.

As you finished prepping your team you saw Taurasi come up to you "already giving a prep talk" she said to you. "Yeah" you replied back trying to not pay attention focusing on your team warming up. As the game soon started one of the Diana's players soon fouled one of your players. As the more the game continued Diana would sometimes walk up to you and tease you on the game. Asking if you taught your players those moves. As she recognized them "Is that a move you taught them" she asked laughing as you tried to ignore her. "No need to stay quite Mouse" she said.

As soon half time came you and Diana were going to check on your team till you saw Diana and one of the refs arguing. You knew this was how Diana would always some how be arguing as this happened with every game you played with her. You soon joined in the conversation to try to save the ref from Diana and her wrath.

As you soon got the ref and Diana to calm down she looked at you "still always soft mouse" that was a name Diana had called you since your college days as she was always like a cat towards you and you were always like a mouse. As you giggled you patted her back "Still always arguing" you said as you walked her back to her team before you went back to yours.

As the game continued you felt Diana being much more flirty with you as when she would try to pass by you or go back she would always put her hands on your waist to move you aside. Or when she would purposely lean into you closely and making your lips almost touch.

Soon after the game you both went to go to press, as you sat down you got asked a question "So Y/n what do you think of Taurasi teaching" they asked you. "I really believe her teaching is better and that her players play really well but maybe she should adapt her players skills to her game" you laughed at her. As she smiled at you she said "like you can be talking" she said back.

As another question came it was for Diana this time. "So Diana what do you think of not jut playing against Y/n on the court but also with other players" they asked. "Um yeah I think its's pretty fun to see her help future generations but I gotta say its pretty annoying to see her face everyday" she says

As other questions flowed you soon got this question you were surprised to get. "So you both were pretty touchy during todays game is there something between you" one of the reporters asked. Before you could respond you felt your face turn red as you looked at Diana she answered. "No nothing changed but it would be really lovely if you went on a date with me" she said winking at you as she left the conference room as you soon followed."Oh btw Taurasi I'll meet you at the lobby later see you later for this date" you said as you smiled as you saw her smile back.

[celestialalpacaron]

Ayo, someone by the name of Curly-B-Blog is redlining art of yours from 2020 (while pretending that it's actually Sai Scribble's work), and kind of being a dick about it. just thought you should know.

You know, originally I was just gonna brush it off, but then I went back to look at my old SU art from 2020 and did so much self reflection from then till now.

I think this was around the time I was just learning how to do perspective and tried to use the perspective tool on Procreate for the first time? :0 and I remember telling Sai “Sai I have this STUPID idea, I CANT believe it this stupid joke it’s so DUMBBBB, it’s living rent free in my BRAIN I SWEAR THIS IS GONNA BE SO STUPID DCIUWHEFIUWHIRFUIW4F” and being super excited to show her the finished product. People still think Sai created the Cursed Skin Gloves comic and I think it’s hilarious wjhwnuhwijwuiw

The comic was received very well and it made LOTS of people laugh and I’m still proud of this comic to this very day! :D and tbh if it wasn’t for my obsession for Sai’s Switcheroo AU I never would have found my passion in comic work! (love you you stinky hoe @saiscribbles ���)

HOWEVER…. I definitely still had lots to learn! I wasn’t very good at perspective at the time I’ll admit, but I was definitely having lots of fun learning :3

And throughout the past 4 years, ALOT has happened.

I graduated from college with TWO fancy pieces of expensive papers in Visual Development in Animation and Illustration learning from Will Kim and Jeff Soto, and as a I was working with the funny voice man Cougar MacDowall as a comic/story artist and reached in total around 7 million views for my fan series FNAF Security Malware Breached (it was even #21 on the trending list around the time of my birthday 🩷 what a lovely gift), had an insane opportunity to work with Mike Geno and with the voice cast from The Amazing Digital Circus for a fan song as a background and character asset artist, Vivienne Medrano liking and sharing my silly Overlord Husk AU comics, currently on my route to getting my certificate from Aaron Blaise’s Character design program and graduating from Marc Brunet Art School, and now I am completing my first year as professional colorist and art assistant for my storyboard and comic mentor Michelle Lam, aka Mewtripled! (Also I’ll be heading out to Lightbox Expo 2024 on October 26 with Michelle and the team so if y’all ever wanna meetup hahahajaj wink wink wink wink wink)

So you can say I learned ALOT and I enjoyed every minute of what I do :D I try to be humble about my accomplishments because blah blah being humble good yes yes but this time I wanna be selfish and say HELL YEAH I DID ALL THIS!!! AND IM SO EXTREMELY PROUD OF MYSELF FIUGEIURGERGGRS

Now here’s my most recent comic page that I posted like 2 days ago without the text.

That’s pretty freakin wild to me, I can’t believe I used to draw Steven Universe art like that back in 2020 LOL LIKE GUYS I DREW THIS!! WITH!!! MY HANDS!!! IS THAT NOT INSANE!!!???

Anyways moral of the story:

Learn from everyone and everything! Yes, even then mean ones too! If you can learn to work with anyone, I promise you’ll get to where you want to be faster. People can be a little mean on the internet, but that shouldn’t stop you from being where you want to be in the future. I’m so EXTREMELY grateful for all the opportunities and to all the kind professionals who were willing to give me a chance. Seriously, I’m so graciously thankful for everything, and I hope everyone here will support me and my silly little comics I will do now and in the future!

And one more thing:

Don’t be a jerk. Be to be nice to everyone :D nothing good comes out when you’re bad to everyone.

[nanaslutt]

NSFW alphabet w/ Uraume

ʚ cont: afab nonbinary Uraume, fem reader

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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A- Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

Uraume is pretty disoriented after sex so they rely a lot on you to bring them down. They kinda stiffen up at first, unsure how to take the comfort and reassurance of your words and actions, but after a while of being together, they grow accustomed to it. In the unlikely change Uraume tops, they are so attentive afterward.

Lots of praise and kisses, all of which they learned from you. They hold your face in their hands and make you look at them as they tell you how good you did while wiping the sweat from your face. You two usually bathe together afterward, typically with you sitting behind them in the too-small tub, squished together as you rub a washcloth over their soft skin, cleaning them of any fluids stuck to their skin. Overall, very soft.

B- Body part (Their favorite part of their own, and their partner's body)

I don't think Uraume is very conscious of their own body, too focused on making sure their king is cared for, but if they had to say it would probably be their hands since they use them to do so much for their king. On their partner's body, I think they like their neck the most.

I can see Uraume getting overwhelmed easily during sex and clinging to your neck instinctively when you kiss or have sex, their hands always finding the nape of your next when you go down on them. It's so familiar to them. They love to run their fingers down your neck and the top of your spine when it peaks out from under your kimono, teasing you as they walk by.

C- Cum (Anything to do with cum)

They're a squirter and I will preach this till the day I die. Uraume didn't even know they could squirt, or really what it was until you were jackhammering your fingers against their g-spot rapidly, not giving them a second to breathe and they were cumming all over you, a clear stream of their arousal spraying out from their cunt, splashing on yours and their own body and making a mess of the sheets below. 

Their eyes were so out of focus and they had the cutest confused and mortified look on their face as they looked to you, gasping as if to ask what just happened, afraid they just... did something weird. After lots of reassurance and explaining, they calmed down, but that doesn't mean each time you make them squirt they get irrationally embarrassed, covering their face with their arms or burring it into the pillows when you fuck them or eat them out from the back.

Uruame gets wet so easily, just from the suggestion alone of having sex or doing things of the like has them throb between their thighs, their wetness collecting quickly as taboo scenarios play through their head. Their orgasms are so intense too, never failing to leave their legs shaking and their poor lungs gasping for air as they struggle to catch their breath. And they cum for so long, even if they finish before you, if you're right on their tail they're almost always still cumming even after you finish.  

D- Dirty secret 

Uraume secretly wants you to be rough with them, like really rough. They want you to tie them up tightly, completely immobilizing them while you fuck into them with no mercy, abusing their poor g-spot. Being slapped while in missionary or getting spanked while thrown over your knee, are both fantasies they think about frequently. 

Degradation, leg humping, whipping, manhandling- they're a secret sadist but are too shy to actually tell you everything they want you to do to them. Maybe one day you'll get them to spill and tell you all the nasty shit they want you to do, but Uruame has a reputation to uphold. They're calm, collected, and modest. How would you react if you found out your shy little partner was actually a pervert who wanted to be shoved around? They were too nervous to find out the answer right now.

E- Experience (do they know what they're doing?)

Absolutely not no, zero experience at all. They need 110% of your guidance. You're making the first moves, you're teaching them and learning with them what feels good for them, etc. Eventually, after enough time together, they'll become more comfortable with initiating and being on top in the bedroom, but in the beginning, you need to guide their every move, and they're practically shaking like a leaf while you do. 

F- Favorite position 

Any position where they can see your face. They love seeing your expressions as you're getting them off. Seeing your aroused face turns them on more than anything, and they love being able to grab and touch you when they need to, so positions, where you're facing each other, tend to be a go-to for the both of you. I can see Uraume loving scissoring for that exact reason. They're so close to you, you're touching your most intimate parts together while your bodies are entangled with one another, and they have a direct view of your face and are free to grope at your body as they please. 

 A close second would be doggy/ prone bone, especially when you're fucking them with a strap or your fingers. Positions from the back feel so intense for them and make it easier for them to get off, but a downside is they don't get to see your face. Usually though, when you put them in a position from the back it's because you're pent up/ frustrated, meaning you'll go rougher. So a lot of the time when you're giving it to them from the back, you're going so hard it makes them go a little dumb, so they aren't as able to think about how they miss your face so much as you wipe their thoughts clean with your fingers/strap. 

G- Goofy (Are they more serious, or humerous during sex?)

Uraume is not goofy at all during sex, they're too focused and nervous for that. While you might be teasing them or tickling them, trying to get them to loosen up, they would be far too aroused to see the humor in a situation like that. 

H- Hair (Are they well groomed down there? Does the carpet match the drapes?

I went back and forth on this for a bit, but I think Uraume keeps their hair a little longer down there. They keep it neat and clean looking, cleaning up around their cunt and whatnot, but I think they have a nice triangle tuff of hair down there, and yes... it's white. Even before you, Uraume kept it clean and tidy down there. Always wanting to look as presentable as possible even in places no one would see.  

I- Intamacy (How are they in the moment? The romantic aspect?)

Uraume is so loving during sex. When their mind isn't absolutely clouded by pleasure they're kissing your body anywhere their lips can reach, caressing your skin, whispering how much they appreciate you in your ear, it's so soft. Once the actual act of sex happens though, things are a little more teasing and nasty with more vulgar dirty talk from both of you.

Of course though, like I mentioned before, they love when you get rough with them. So when you do, forcing them to talk up to you or do more embarrassing things, like putting the strap in themselves and riding you, things get a little less romantic and more needy and carnal, but during both scenarios, there are plenty of words of reassurance and prays being spewed, so the romance is always present. 

J- Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Uraume doesn't get off often, and I can't picture them fingering themselves much when they do it. Maybe one finger, but their fingers are too small to bring them the amount of pleasure that they'd like, and they aren't completely sure what they're supposed to do to make themself feel good on the inside, so their go-to is to play with their clit. 

Uraume masturbates maybe once or twice a month. They're too preoccupied with their job to worry about their own needs, so touching themself is always at the back of their mind. Only after a long, when they're sitting in a warm back, head tipped against the back of the tub, do they realize they feel a different kind of heat in their body, and it's not from the water.

They're so quiet when they get off, not wanting to risk anyone hearing them do such a thing. Their face gets sooo flushed and screwed into such a pretty pleasured expression as they sneak their hand between their thighs and separate their legs just enough to give themself enough room to rub their clit in quick circles.

Uruame also doesn't know how to take it slow and really enjoy the pleasure they're feeling, always so focused on cumming as fast as possible, so it never takes them more than a few minutes, if that, to cum. They usually get off in the bath because the water sloshing hides any heavy breaths that slip through their lips, and the bath area is further away from any people than their living quarters are, making it so they'll be totally uninterrupted when they do so. 

K- Kinks (One or more of their kinks)

Absolutly massive praise kink. Anytime you whisper "Doing so good for me Uraume.", "You're so pretty like this.", "Takin' it so well", they practically go dumb in the head. They get so shy and red-faced when they hear you utter those words, and they might act like they're so embarrassed or they hate it, but you know their true feelings.

When you're pounding your fingers against Uraume's g-spot, your body pressed on top of theirs, as you hold their head with your other hand, keeping your mouths close together, just barely grazing your lips with theirs and you whisper, "You always feel so good around me." They can't help but wrap their arms around your neck and crash your lips together, too overwhelmed by your words. 

It's so reassuring for them to hear your praise and words of affirmation especially when they're the one making you feel good. Whether they're sucking on your clit, or teasing your nipples, they can't help but throb between their thighs and feel a strong sense of comfort and pride wash over them when you tell them how good they're doing.

L- Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The bedroom or bathroom. Uraume prefers to be completely alone when they're engaging in sexual acts with you, especially afraid Sukuna might catch the two of you and ruin her image, not like he would care much, but Uraume can't help but overthink when it comes to her lord. Something about you sitting behind them in the bath while you kiss their sensitive, reddening ears as you rub their clit like they're so familiar with in this same setting makes them dizzy.

It's so comfortable for them, the only difference is you take your time with them, working their body up before you go anywhere near their pussy, then drawing out their orgasm as long as possible, wanting them to really feel and experience their pleasure properly. They hate when you tease them like that, especially because they're so used to cumming so fast, but you don't care, ignoring all their pleas to cum while you rub their clit, having to stop every couple of seconds to make sure they don't finish without your permission. 

M- Modivation (What turns them on/ gets them going?)

As much as they deny it, Uraume loves it when you tease them. Their heartbeat is the only thing they hear in their ears when you run your fingers up their thigh, under their kimono. Swallowing hard when you smile so sweetly at them as you rub their earlobe between your fingers. 

Uraume is also a huge fan of your chest. Anytime you wear something that reveals your cleavage and a little bit of your breast, they can't help but stare. They know it's rude but you won't notice anyways. Too busy talking to some random group of people to notice their eyes hungrily taking in your tits, their cunt throbbing as they oggle you without your knowledge, not like you would care.

N- No (Something they wouldn't do)

I can't see them being into public sex at all. Sure they sometimes enjoy the thrill of you teasing them by whispering things like "Imagine if someone were to walk in right now and see you like this, what would they think seeing you so disheveled? Hm?" but they only don't mind it because they know it would never happen. No one is going to walk into their quarters unannounced, and no one will ever see them in that state but you. 

O- Oral (Preference on giving/ receiving etc.)

Uraume loves having you eat them out. You get pretty teasing and withhold their orgasm a lot while fingering, but when you eat them out, they're allowed to cum as many times as they want because you aren't stopping until you want to stop. Their taste is too addicting. 

Of course, they love eating you out too though. Since you're usually the dominant one in the relationship, it's nice to see you squirming and whining in pleasure from their tongue and fingers. It sends a rush of adrenaline through their veins, they can't get enough. Don't even get them started on face-sitting. They would happily die with your cunt smothering their mouth. Maybe it's part of their secret love for being degraded or treated roughly, but they love seeing you use their face for your pleasure and feel the weight of your body on top of them. Overall it's pretty 50/50.

P- Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

When you're the one in control, things go a little faster, which Uruame doesn't mind. They love being manhandled and having rough, needy sex, it's disorienting in a good way and makes them feel all hot all over from how badly you need them. If you let them on top to riding your strap and give them full control of the pace, they're a little slower. Their poor thighs get tired quickly, and the silicone cock reaches so deep inside them it can be too much sometimes, so they take it a little slower. 

If things don't go past oral and fingering though, things are a little slower and more sensual. Filled with lots of praise, soft kisses, and handholding, which they still don't know how to fully accept, but they grow to love it over time. It's the same for scissoring too, it's a lot slower and more focused on talking each other through it and trying to figure out what feels best for the both of you.

Q- Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are not common in your relationship at all. Uraume takes a long time to come down from their high, and quickies don't exactly give you a lot of time to help them with that. So whenever quickies happen it's usually Uraume getting you off and not the other way around, but you make sure to make it up to them and reward them for making you feel so good later when you have more time.

R- Risk (Are they game to take risks? Do they take risks? Etc.)

I already answered this, see letter N for more. Despite what I said there... I think I can see you eating them out in a closet or something, but it only happened once, and no one was in that area of the building. 

S- Stamina (How many rounds can they go? How long do they last?)

Because of their reversed curse technique, they can keep up with your stamina fairly well. Sometimes though, if they get too fucked out or pussydrunk, they forget to use their reversed curse technique and just lay dead against the sheets in exhaustion, so the session would usually end there in that case. 

Like I said before, Uraume cums sooo fast. They're so sensitive and it never takes much to get them off. If you're just pleasuring them from penetration I think it takes a little longer to get them there, but they're still capable of cumming that way and doing it fairly quickly. If you suck on their clit and do nothing but that, just batting your tongue against the little bud, they'll be doubling over and digging your nails against your scalp in under a minute. 

T- Toys (Do they own any toys? Do they use them?)

Uraume doesn't own any toys of their own, but you have a strap and a few attachments that you both use. They would like to try more, like blindfolds, shibari, whips, and things like that, but once again are too scared to bring it up. 

I think their favorite toy you've used with them so far though would have to be a double-ended dildo. When you brought it out and explained what it was and how to use it, they turned bright red. Considering how much Uruame already loves scissoring, this was a dream come true. Their eyes were glued to the part of 

the toy that was getting sucked inside your greedy cunt, and they even dared to imagine it was their cock they were fucking you with, making them reach their own orgasm even faster. 

U- Unfair (How much do they like to tease?)

Whenever Uraume tops, they're so teasing. After all, they learned from the best. Especially when they eat you out, they love sucking on your clit and bringing you right up to the edge before pulling away or directing their attention to another part of your cunt. Your rare submissive-looking face only makes them want to tease you more, making them rub their fingers around your entrance before slowly pushing in, bit by bit.

If they're feeling mischievous during sex though, they'll pinch your nipples to catch you off guard, or whisper something in your ear that makes you moan out loud. Uruame can be sneaky sometimes, it just depends on their mood and if you did something that day that made them want to tease you.

V- Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

It took Uraume a long time to let their voice out during sex. Lots of choked moans and gasps left their lips before the sound could be fully formed, out of embarrassment. They're not super loud even once they finally let their sounds out, but lots of heavy breathing and soft whimpers that make up for it.

When you use the strap on them though, they get a bit loud. Especially if you fuck them from the back, ramming the cockhead right into their sweet spot, making their toes curl and their jaw drop in a scream of pleasure. They're also not one to curse much, in their day to day either. Maybe a few stutters 'shit''s here and there, but no other cursing.

They can be quite talkative during sex too. Not on their own though, but they're extremely receptive when you talk to them. Any dirty talk from you or teasing rhetorical questions gets swiftly answered by Uraume, even if they're fucked out beyond belief. They do like to tell you over and over how good it feels, or whine a sweet 'right there!' when you hit their good spot, but longer phrases of dirty talk make them embarrassed, so they're more rare.

X- X-ray (What's going on under those clothes?)

Uraume is pretty petite, and they have small breasts to match their body. Their cunt is so perfect it's hard to believe it's real sometimes. Their clit gets so swollen and peaks out from under the hood when they get aroused. Their cunt is a pretty light pink color and gets a little dark with their arousal as well. They get soooo wet and are constantly leaking, their arousal sticking to their folds every time you pry them open to get a better look at them.

Overall just the prettiest, cutest pussy you've ever seen. It certainly matches their cute face.

Y- Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It was almost nonexistent before they met you, but now they can get aroused at the drop of a hat. Ever since experiencing pleasure with you, they crave you often. They don't always act on their urges but just a glance at you has them blushing as memories of the previous nights you've spent together flood their brain. 

Z- Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep after?)

I think they can stay up for a good while after sex. Uraume is so used to taking care of everything, preparing things for Sukuna, being at his beck and call, cleaning, and cooking, they can handle a little exhaustion. Plus, after sex, their mind is running a million miles a minute and they really need your help to bring them down, but once they're all cleaned up and full of your praise, they're out. 

[cheolhub]

YOU GET ME SO HIGH — VERNON CHWE ࿐

summary. smoking with your best friend (who you totally don’t have a crush on) is super fun till all you can think about is him… well, doing him, to be more specific.

wc. 6.2k

warnings. recreational marijuana use!!, dubcon (kinda? sex while high), bf2l + idiots to lovers, kinda fluffy!! weed is referred to as ‘green crack’ several times lol, fingering, hehe big d!ck!vernon, mentions of masturbation, unprotected sex, pet names (baby), brief tit worship, naked confessions, vernon is kinda shy, jealous, nervous & rlly likes boobs and reader is v needy lol <3— MINORS DNI 18+

note. havent seen anyone write for vernon in like 3 years so here’s my lowkey cringey, poorly-written, self-indulgent fic that i was supposed to post for his birthday 2 months ago ++ guest appearance from weed dealer!cheol bc yeah :3

if you had told vernon that his best friend was someone he’d met in a biology lab–one that he was accidentally put into his freshmen year– he’d say you were a liar. nonetheless, it’s true– you’re his best friend and you have been for years now. in your fourth and final year of university, you still sit on the balcony of your apartment with him like you have every other day for the past three.

“happy birthday, vernon,” you smile cheekily, passing him a snack-size ziplock baggie. “i got you an eighth since you’re always begging to smoke my shit.” 

he laughs and gives you a lazy smile, “Y/N, my birthday was over two months ago… plus, you know you didn’t have to get me anything.”

you scoff, rolling your eyes, “hansol vernon chwe, you are my best friend, of course i had to. and… i was waiting for a few of my checks to hit, that's why it’s a belated birthday gift.” you take his hand, placing the bag into it. “now take it and don’t smoke it all in a day, got it?”

he nods, eyes softening, “thank you,” he says. “must’ve cost your broke ass a fortune, though, so next time– don’t get me anything.”

you giggle at the joke that’s actually, not really a joke. “i really don’t think you have any room to speak– who here has a real job?” 

he rolls his eyes, “my job is real, thank you very much.”

you chuckle, shaking your head. “reselling limited edition vinyls for seven times what you bought them for isn’t a job, vernon, that’s called being a dick.” you tell him. “and actually, the prices weren’t too bad. cheol gave me a discount.”

vernon almost visibly clenches at the name of your awfully-sweet dealer. though he can attest, cheol is only ever sweet to you. every time he’s bought from your favorite supplier, he’s been a total asshole and upcharges him for no reason which is one of the basis’ why he’s always smoking your stuff. you always tell him it’s karma for selling records at such a high price, but vernon begs to differ. he knows that cheol just doesn’t like him and he has a gut feeling that it’s because of you. 

“oh yeah? how’d you get him to do that?” he asks, but he’s pretty sure he knows the answer. the answer being cheol has a thing for you.

you bite your lip, looking over your apartment balcony. “mmm, he showed up here while i was… you know…playing around…and…”

vernon knows you well enough to finish your sentence for you. “masturbating?”

“vernon, be modest!” you whine, hiding your face in your hands. “you knew, you didn’t have to say it!” 

he chuckles, “it’s normal, Y/N, we all do it. no need to be embarrassed over it.”

it’s true. everyone does it. but not everyone masturbates thinking about their best friend. he thinks that might just be him. 

“yeah, but you’ve probably never done it thinking you’d be finished before your hot drug dealer shows up at your apartment.” you blush. vernon doesn’t say anything for a while and you’re afraid you’ve made him feel uncomfortable (even though he claims you never have). you bite the insides of your cheeks before uttering, “can you pack a joint or something?”

truthfully, vernon doesn’t mean to be so quiet. he’s just trying to imagine you in that state without letting his dick get hard, though it’s proving to be extremely difficult. you probably looked so pretty in cute short shorts and a shirt that you could see your nipples through. or worse, you were wearing a tank top that was snuggly wrapped around your torso where you could see everything. he wants to be a gentleman, wants to be respectful… but, god, your tits are out of this world.

he hums trying to rid the dirty images in his head, taking your box of goods to grab the grinder and paper cones. “finish your story.” he urges.

you look at him, searching for signs of discomfort, but there is only that stoic look he always wore. with a sigh, you continue, “anyway, i was… you know… and he texted me and said he was here– i was a mess–”

he can imagine.

“–and i think he could tell ‘cuz when i got down to his car i was so disheveled and was about to start crying. i literally looked like i got edged or something,” you mumble, twiddling your thumbs out of embarrassment.

you’re painting a picture for vernon and he has to bite back a groan. 

it’s not the first time you and vernon had talked about sexual things. there had been several conversations on the topic. he knew almost everything about you except for… you know… what you tasted like and how tight you are– his vivid imagination couldn’t give him all of those pleasures. 

“and, vernon, i kid you not, he literally knew. he was all smug and shit,” you groan. “it was kinda humiliating.”

you remember how much wetter you’d gotten the moment you slipped into his car. he was calling you all types of things– all types of pretty pet names–and you’re genuinely surprised it didn’t escalate further because the sexual tension was heavy.

“and then i told him i wanted a quarter– an eighth for me and an eighth for you– and he told me he’d give me a special strain of sativa for half the normal price.”

vernon’s eyes widened, “half the price?”

“that’s what i said!” you exclaim. “pretty sure it’s because he could see my tits… i wasn’t wearing the best outfit …”

of-fucking-course he could see your tits. vernon holds back a groan, seeing as his suspicions about you in a tank top that night was right. instead, he chuckles airly. “now who needs to be modest.”

“stooop, just grind the weed.” you cry. 

vernon does as you ask, muttering, “maybe he laced it.”

“cheol wouldn’t, i’m pretty sure he just likes me.” you humbly reply, shooting daggers at your best friend for even suggesting that. “plus the strain was called ‘green crack’ or something like that… it was from the ‘st. patty’s day special.’”

“saint patrick’s day was like 4 weeks ago.”

“well then he was either trying to get rid of it or my tits must’ve made him feel generous.” you joke, giggling a bit at vernon’s poker face.

vernon is hiding it really well, but he’s filled with so much annoyance. your stupid dealer doesn’t deserve to see you like that. hell, vernon doesn’t even think he deserves to see you like that, but, fuck, he wants to. so badly. seeing you all hot and bothered with your tits on full display would be a dream come true. 

“would you fuck him for free weed?” he asks all of a sudden, making you blush furiously. he knows now that he doesn’t want to hear your answer when your mouth parts in shock. 

“vernon! what kinda girl do you take me for?” you put your hand over your chest as if it’s something you wouldn’t do. you break your facade when he gives you a knowing look, mouth cracking into a grin. “probably, i dunno. he’s kinda scary but i feel like he knows how to please a woman– i can’t say the same about a lot of other men.”

he internally rolls his eyes. cheol doesn’t know you the way he does. vernon could please you, he knows he can. 

he switches the subject back to the packed joint in his hands to keep from spiraling. “wanna spark it?”

you shake your head with a hum, “mmh-mmh, belated birthday boy gets the first few hits.”

he smiles, pulling the joint to his lips taking the lighter, igniting it with the pressure of his thumb. he lets the flame burn carefully through the paper, inhaling a large rush of smoke. he holds it in for a bit before he blows it out– away from your face– creating a white, potent-smelling cloud.

you reminisce while watching him. your balcony is like home to you and vernon. contrary to your neighbor's beliefs, smoking isn’t the only thing you do. you laugh and cry and talk for hours about people you hate and people you love. sometimes, you’ll do homework out here and when vernon is bored at his own place, he’ll come over to yours to keep you company. he provides a comforting presence and never-ending encouragement while reminding you to take breaks.

 it’s where you told him about your puppy crush on soonyoung from your statistics class and it’s where he told you about how he awkwardly lost his virginity to a girl during orientation week. it’s where the two of you are always together– it’s kinda like your place.

and watching him after all these years, you’ve never really realized how attractive your best friend was. well, that’s a lie. you’ve always thought vernon was likely one of the prettiest men to ever walk the earth, but if you truly admitted that, then you’d have to admit to the other things. things like how kind and considerate he is and how he’s boyfriend potential and how you totally don’t have any type of feelings for him whatsoever. it’s not a crush, you constantly have to remind yourself, it’s admiration for your best friend. there’s a difference.

but those admirable traits are things you can’t think about because he doesn’t see you that way. there’s no reason why you should see him that way if it’s not reciprocated. it only makes sense and prevents brutal rejection from the most perfect man on earth, aka your best friend. 

but your not-crush manifests itself sometimes. like when he smiles at you or when he randomly places his headphones over your head and tells you to “listen to this song” or when he spends the night in your bed because he’s too lazy to drive home. it gets harder and harder to hide every day. 

he passes the joint to you with an even lazier grin and you take it, parroting his actions. you let the smoke fill your lungs, hold it there, and exhale, shutting your eyes just as he did. 

and vernon thinks you look like a goddess. how could you make a simple action seem so attractive?

you take your hits, passing the joint back and forth till it suddenly hits you. all at once, you feel your body start to ache, your tummy flipping in anticipation, your mind fogging over leaving your entirety to buzz. you shift a bit and you feel your cunt dampen causing you to let out a sharp exhale.

“you good?” vernon asks, his deep voice filling your ears.

then you look at him. like… actually look at him. his face is a bit tired, his eyes red from the weed coursing his system, and his hair a bit disheveled from running his hand through it too much (this is why he wears the beanies)-- nevertheless, he looks fucking fantastic. 

your usual munchies are replaced with strong, burning sexual desire. just at the sight of your best friend, your pussy is soaking through your panties and your shorts.

“‘sol,” you murmur out the nickname. “do you feel… different?” you ask, eyes fluttering and lips parting.

you’re truly unaware of how seductive you look and how it’s slowly taking years off his life. vernon has been rock hard in his sweats for a solid 15 minutes now. and, yes, he feels extremely different. turned on to say the very least. 

“mmm, a little,” more like a lot. “maybe it’s the strain you got,” he mumbles, implying what he had said earlier was true.

it makes sense that cheol provided you with a strain that feels like you’re smoking a fucking aphrodisiac, but you’re starting to wish you were alone so you could at least do something about it. 

for a split second, you think you might be fine, then you’re hit with yet another wave of arousal, your core pulsing at the ideas that are incessantly popping into your head. ideas of him taking you right now, sitting on his face, sinking onto his cock– it’s too much. 

“vernon,” you say breathily and he freezes, pulling the joint away from his lips. “i… i think…”

you try to think about how to kick him out kindly so you can have some much-needed alone time, but you can’t– you can only think about having alone time with him. alone time that leads to shoving his hand down your pants. 

stop, you tell your hazy brain.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” he asks, scooting closer to you. 

his scent floods your senses– a mix of weed and his cologne causing sensory overload in your poor brain and aching core. 

he’s internally worried that you’re greening out. though it doesn’t happen as much as it did when you first started smoking, there are rare occasions when you take more than you can handle. 

“c-can… you do me a favor?”

“‘course, anything.”

“vernon… it… i…need your help.” you whimper, leaning into him. “please…feels like ‘m gonna die.”

you’re being dramatic. 

he furrows his brows in confusion, panic becoming apparent on his features. “what hurts, Y/N? how can i help you?”

you take his hand in yours, slowly guiding him to the ache in your body. you gasp when his warm fingers come in contact with your clothed cunt. “here… it hurts here.” you exhale.

vernon has definitely lost it. his hand is between your thighs and your smaller one has moved to tightly wrap around his wrist. you’re a mess– he can feel it. he can feel the warmth radiating from your core, he can feel how you’ve soaked through your panties and how it’s seeped through the thin pair of shorts. he’s holding his breath and he fears he may pass out before getting a chance to touch you like you deserve. 

“y-you’re not in your right mind, Y/N,” he whispers, afraid his voice may betray him. “you smoked too–”

“uh-uh, it’s okay– vernon, it’s okay, i want you… please,” you whimper, grip around his wrist tightening as you buck your hips slightly for more friction. 

you want him. you… want him. 

“but–”

you’re growing frustrated, “if you won’t… then i-i think you should go ‘cuz i need… i need to be alone.”

vernon takes this as an implication that you need to fuck yourself if he won’t fuck you and he’ll be damned if he’s not the one making you see stars. 

so, he asks one more time, “Y/N… are you sure?”

“yes… yes, ‘m sure. ‘m so sure, please, ‘sol,” you beg, using the nickname that makes him fold every time. 

he doesn’t hold back, putting out the joint in his hand and leaving it in the ashtray. his now-free hand cups your cheek, pulling you in for a kiss. you moan, eagerly allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth as your hands needily fist at his shirt. 

despite having smoked, vernon’s lips are soft. softer than the lips of men you’ve kissed before. and he still tastes good even with the pungent lemony flavor lingering on his tongue– overwhelmingly good. it seems that he’s just as eager and turned on as you are, too, nearly devouring you whole. you can’t help but fall in love with the heated, now-sloppy kiss.

and vernon truly feels like he’s died and gone to heaven. he’s not sure if this is even real or if the weed has him hallucinating… it wouldn’t be the first time, but you biting down on his bottom lip has him coming back to earth and lets him know that you’re real. that you are very much real and very much grinding on his fingers desperately. 

“vernon,” you pant, pulling him closer by the shirt in your grip. “please, more— feels good, but i need more.” your hazy eyes look into his and you see how they’ve darkened.

“fuck, Y/N,” he groans and his voice has you clenching around nothing. “we need to go inside…”

you’re both sure that this might ruin your relationship, but you decide it’ll be a problem for tomorrow. right now, all either of you can think about is getting off on each other. 

that’s why you’re quick to stand on your feet, holding out your hand for him to take. when he stands, grunting, you pull him into your apartment and leave all of your goods on the balcony without a second thought. 

you drag him to your room before attacking him with another kiss and pulling at the ends of his shirt. you’re a bit disoriented, swaying and stumbling over your steps, but when your legs hit the bed and you nearly fall, vernon’s quick to catch you by the waist. 

“careful,” he murmurs, gently laying you on the plush mattress. you scoot to the head of the bed, laying on your back as you wait for him. 

he takes your expectant face as a sign to remove his clothing and he does so quickly, knowing how impatient you are at this very moment. his shirt comes off and then his sweats, leaving him in boxers where his bulge becomes… apparent.

you have to hold your breath at the dizzying sight of his naked torso and the massive tent in his underwear.

you make grabby hands at him, urging him to come take care of you on the bed. he obliges, getting on your bed, hovering over you while his own head spins. he’s truly unsure if this is actually his real life or if he’s having a dream sent from the gods above. 

he decides not to wait any longer, taking control of the situation by placing his lips on your heated neck. his lips trail down, leaving sloppy, wet kisses on your skin, reveling in how you desperately whimper for him though he’s barely doing anything. 

his hands reach for the hem of your loose top– one that might actually be his– pushing it up and tugging it over your head and arms, leaving your chest bare before him. he groans before diving to your tits, wrapping his lips around one of your nipples, sucking and tugging at the bud hungrily. 

you gasp at the sight. you’ve never seen vernon so eager to do anything in the time you’ve known him and now he’s making out with your tits as if it were his last day on earth. 

that’s hot, you think to yourself. so hot– you’re so fucking hot right now.

you can’t see it, but you feel his hand come down to your sleep shorts, digging in past the elastic band of both the satin fabric and your cotton undies. his fingers dip into your lips, running them through your soaked folds. 

“you’re so wet.” he hisses. 

you whine at the contact, apologizing softly, “‘m sorry– can’t help it.” 

his fingers find your hole, circling it before easing two of them inside. “don’t apologize, baby. it’s really hot.” he whispers, the pet name slipping past his lips without completely registering. 

you clench and moan at the domestic name. “fuck, ‘sol,” you whimper. “a-again… call me that again…”

his face burns, whispering out, “you like when i call you ‘baby?’” 

knowing vernon, it was meant to sound like a genuine question, but being in the state you’re in, it sounds so seductive… so enticing that it has your back arching. you nod your head, an even darker blush falling over your already-red cheeks. 

you let out a clipped, “yes.” and he just moans, thrusting his fingers in and out faster, digits stretching your tight, gummy walls out to prepare you for his cock. 

he wonders how you could be so tight because, holy fuck, you’re squeezing around his fingers like you’re trying to trap them in there. 

you whine softly, “vernon, please give me more…”

he definitely just fucking died. 

his cock twitches uncontrollably in his boxers, begging to be set free, but he decides to give you another finger instead. vernon knows he’s… a bit on the bigger side, and judging by how you feel right now, there’s absolutely no way he’ll easily fit inside of you. the last thing he wants to do is hurt you. 

so he slowly pulls his hand out of your shorts and helps you out of them. he throws them to the side and has you spread open. he huffs at the sight before taking three of his fingers back to your hole. he pushes them in gently, groaning at the tighter fit. your moans are bouncing off the walls and vernon looks up to see your mouth hung open with your head thrown back against your pillow. 

he checks on you, throat dry at the sound, sight, and feeling of you. “i-is… are you doing okay?” and when you just whine, he bites the inside of his cheek anxiously. he remembers your fondness for the pet names from a few minutes prior, so he tries again. “baby… does it feel good?”

and he’s not sure what to expect, but when your body jolts and your hand's fist at the sheets, you get even tighter, clenching around his fingers desperately. you really do have an affinity for being called ‘baby.’ 

your brain is jumbled, intoxicated from the weed and his fat fingers stretching your cunt open. “‘m okay… f-feels so good.” you tell him breathily with a whine bubbling in the back of your throat at the feeling of his fingers pushing further into you. “fuck, vernon– it’s so good.”

and it’s true, you don’t think you’ve ever experienced pleasure this intense before, but you remember your senses are heightened by 10 because of the drug. that ‘green crack’ is insane.

he moans at the confirmation, curling his fingers up and fucking your messy cunt, the palm of his hand bumping against your clit with every thrust. he feels a rush of your honeyed arousal soaking his fingers and he swears he might cum before he can even get his cock in you. 

you gasp loudly when you feel his pace quicken, eyes squeezing shut. an array of mewls and high-pitched whines shamelessly slip past your lips. “oh! fuck, i’m close, i’m so close, vernon.” you warn, wet walls clamping around his curled fingers.

he exhales sharply, voice low when he urges you, “cum for me, baby.”

his voice and harsh thrusts are more than enough to throw you over the edge, stomach knots unraveling. you gush all over his big fingers, pussy pulsing as it’s doing its best to push his digits out, but he continues his ministrations to work you through your blinding orgasm.

feeling you cum may have been the best thing life has offered him. 

“fuck, that’s it– are you okay? did that feel good?” he asks breathily, pulling out his fingers, a string of arousal connected to your hole following them out. he bites his lip at the sight, keeping a moan bottled up. he wants to taste you so bad… and the cum on his fingers taunt him. 

you nod your head, still panting, “w-was so good, y-you’re really good… don’t usually cum that fast…”

“really?”

you shake your head, “t-told you that guys don’t really know what they’re doing most of the time.”

he shakes his head in disapproval, “well… you deserve the best.” 

“... like you?” your heart races and the weed from earlier still lingers like a cloud over your brain. you look at him, the soft light from the moon illuminating his flawless skin. your eyes trail down his torso, eyes landing on the big bulge in his boxers again. 

he chokes, masking the sound with a nervous chuckle, “me? i-i’m not…no.” your eyes widen, realizing you’ve completely misread him, feeling panic flood your body. you quickly shut your legs, arms coming to cover your bare chest. 

he’s quick to notice that you’re starting to spiral, though, so he re-registers what you said and then what he said and his eyes widen, too. his words come out rushed as he attempts to do damage control. “no! not no, as in i don’t see you in that way, but no because you deserve the best and…”

“but… you are the best, ‘sol…” you tell him softly, hugging yourself tighter. “and before you say anything, the weed is wearing off– think you finger-fucked it out of me,” you joke to lighten the mood, but when you see he’s still frozen, you internally cringe at yourself, continuing. “i’m being serious. i’m in my right mind and i’m telling you that you’re the best because you are. you always have been.”

he shudders nervously, “Y/N… don’t.”

you frown at him, turning your head away to look at your window instead, mentally face-palming yourself. “did i make it awkward again?” you ask nervously. you don’t even wait for his response, continuing your anxious ramble. “can you just forget i said anything? and that i made you do this? i…i don’t wanna lose you– i never want to lose you.” you whisper. “you’re my best friend.”

he shakes his head incessantly as if he’s trying to tell you something with the simple action, but you aren’t even looking at him, so he takes a deep, shaky breath. “no, you didn’t make me do anything. i just mean don’t say things like that if you don’t really like me because i…” he trails off and you turn back to look at him, concerned by his sudden halt. “Y/N, i… like you. so much. i have for forever now, but you were always talking about soonyoung or cheol and then there was that whole thing with that pretentious art kid– minghao, i think– i dunno.”

what!?

you look at him incredulously, eyes wide and lips parted in genuine shock, “why didn’t you tell me…?”

he sighed, hands coming to rest on your thighs. “it seemed like i never really had a chance… you’re my best friend, too… and i didn’t want to lose you either.”

you sit up, exclaiming, “but you’ve liked me this entire time and i didn’t even know?!”

he gives you a small grin and a shrug, “what can i say? i’m discreet.”

you scoff, sitting in silence for a few seconds before opening your mouth again. with your voice meek, you say.“i wish you would’ve told me.” you inhale sharply, continuing to hug yourself tightly. “i like you, too, you know… i just didn’t think you liked me back so i tried to not like you– which is really hard, by the way, because you’re annoyingly pretty.”

“sorry, i’ll try to stop being so pretty.”

you playfully slap his bare chest, “i actually hate you so much.”

he jokingly sulks, placing a hand over where you hit him. “aw, baby, you just said you liked me.”

you shudder, body naturally leaning into him as your mind gravitates back to your not-so-innocent thoughts. “i do… and i’d like you a little more if you kept calling me that.”

his breath hitches as you get closer and closer, “yeah?”

“mhm…”

he whispers against your lips, a cheeky smile on his, “you’re such a baby.”

“you’re so mean,” you hum, letting your lips graze his. “am i not your baby?”

he rests his forehead against yours and looks into your eyes for any sign of playfulness. you seem to be serious so he asks, “is that what you want?” he’s nervous you can hear the way his heart is about to pound out of his chest. 

“duh… idiot.”

“okay, cool.” he says nonchalantly even though he’s internally freaking out. “you’re my baby.”

your heart skips a beat and your cunt dampens again at the title, “okay, cool.” you parrot casually as if your heart wasn’t about to lurch out of your chest. “you can… kiss me. if you want…”

vernon utters a soft ‘right’ before finally closing the gap between the two of you. his lips mold to yours and you know for a fact that there is no one else on earth you’d want to kiss. his big hand comes to cup your cheek and you melt under the touch, mouth opening for him to slip his tongue into. 

naturally, the kiss heats up and before long, you’re whining into his mouth, hand blindly reaching for his clothed cock. he groans the second you find the aching hard-on, nimble hands stroking him through his boxers. 

“Y/N,” he pants breathily in between kisses. “are you… sure you wanna… do this?”

you think it’s sweet that he keeps checking on you, and sure, you’re still a bit fuzzy from the after-effects of the ‘green crack’, but you need him to give you what you want. so you nod, breaking from the kiss to lay back in your original position under him. 

“please fuck me, baby,” you beg in the most sultry voice you can conjure up. when he stays frozen, you pout. “hansol, please.”

he curses, quickly getting his boxers off and revealing the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen. precum beads at the slit of his flushed tip and prominent veins run through the length. he’s so big, surely enough to have you see stars. you’re starting to feel grateful that he prepped you because his dick would have completely ruined you without it.

“‘s big.” you simply state, bottom lip finding sanctum in between your teeth as you gawk at it. 

“you think so?” he gives you a wobbly smile, stomach-churning at the subtle praise. he moves in between your thighs and spreads you out for him. “is it okay?”

you blush, nodding your head, “mhm, don’t worry,” you tell him. “i’ll let you know if i need you to stop.” 

he nods, huffing softly, “do you have any condoms?”

you chuckle breathily. “not for your size… but it’s okay, i’m clean and safe. you don’t need one. you can pull out if it makes you feel better.”

his throat runs dry– fuck, fuck, fuck. he’s fucking you raw?! how the hell is he supposed to last hitting it raw?! you were already tight around three of his fingers and he can’t even imagine how you’d feel wrapped around his cock.

he realizes he hasn’t replied in a few seconds when you say his name softly. he sees you growing restless under him and he apologizes and nods again dumbly. 

he runs his tip through your folds, moaning when he finds you’re just as wet as you were earlier. he aligns himself with your leaky hole, slowly pushing himself inside of you with a groan to find that you’re still so fucking tight.

you’ve found that, despite vernon’s laid-back and chill personality, he’s quite loud in bed. he’s nothing like you expected and you’re pleasantly surprised. 

when his cock slides in between your tight walls, the both of you are instantly a mess, panting and moaning in pleasure. your walls envelop him so snugly that you fear the thick veins that adorn his length will imprint into them.

“fuck, vernon.” you moan, praying the burn in your pussy melts to pleasure soon so he can fuck you the way you want it. the way you need it. . “your cock.”  

he hisses, pushing in past the resistance. “you feel so good, baby, oh my god.” he grunts, head falling back at the way you hug him. “god, i’ve wanted this for so long– wanted you for so long.”

you cry, clenching around his girth because, god, you’ve wanted him, too.

when he finally bottoms out, you both pause to take erratic breaths, positively going feral over each other. he attempts to recollect himself and check up on you again. “are you–”

you don’t even let him finish, nodding your head vigorously. “yes, vernon, just need you to move, please.” you plead. “need you to fuck me– please, need it so fucking bad.”

you’re so needy for him and he knows it’s because of the last bit of weed that looms, but he can’t help but wonder if you’re like this on a normal day. if you’re always begging for a cock to fill you up. not that it would matter– he’d do anything you asked of him. you’re so fucking pretty to him and his brain is constantly yelling at him to cater to every single one of your wishes. the chokehold you have him in is so tight. 

tight like your pretty cunt that’s now gracefully swallowing his cock with every thrust of his hips. your room is full of panting, moans, and the lewd squelch of your wet pussy taking him. it sounds better than any song he’s ever heard and, if he’s being completely transparent, he hopes to experience this for the rest of his life.

vernon unexpectedly comes down, craning his neck to latch his mouth around your nipples again, stimulating you there, too. you’re sure the position is a bit straining, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he moans loudly into your chest. his hand plays with the other nipple, switching every minute to give both of them love and attention all while his cock steadily rams in and out of you. 

your hands tangle in his hair, smothering his face into your tits while he moans and whines some more into them. 

and when he adjusts slightly and his tip hits that spot, the one that makes you crumble in seconds, a sob wracks through your entire body.

“there! shit, baby, right there, please.” you gasp, back arching into him. 

vernon asks breathily, removing his face from the comfortable spot on your chest, “there? that’s it?” 

and you nod, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as you feel the pressure build-up at the bottom of your tummy. he continues to hit the spongy spot inside of you, bringing you closer and closer. 

his own face is pinched and he can’t stop the soft whines that come out of his mouth. you just feel fucking amazing. 

“a-are you close? i’m not gonna last long.” he pants out. 

and you weakly sob out a reply of ‘yes,’ hand moving to toy with your swollen clit. the action immediately has the tightrope inside of you coming undone for the second time in the night. you mewl out his name, clamping around him tightly and coating his cock in slick cum. 

it’s like a chain reaction that has vernon cursing and pulling his dick out of you. he eagerly fists at his cock, jerking himself off till he releases all over your puffy pussy. he’s moaning softly, prettily calling out your name. his heart pounds rapidly and his entire body twitches at the feeling of release. 

his eyes finally open after a few seconds of trying to regulate his breathing. he sees the way your cunt is dressed in white and how you're slowly, but surely, coming down from both of your highs. 

“hey,” he whispers. 

“hi,” you mumble, eyes fluttering open. your hands reach for him and he can’t help but find you so cute. “c’mere.”

he smiles, leaning down to kiss you again. unlike your past few kisses, it’s soft and innocent. loving. he parts after a minute or so, hand moving to sweep the hair out of your face. 

“are you sure you’re alright?” he whispers. “i feel kinda bad…”

“don’t, ‘sol, i wanted it. i’m really happy.” you tell him sincerely. “are you alright?”

he sighs, “i’m really happy, too… i just wish i would’ve taken you out on a date or something before… fucking you.” 

you shake your head, “we did it kinda backwards, but, seriously, i’m just happy you’re here… happy that you’re mine.” he blushes, moving to hide his face in your neck while you giggle. “if you wanna, we can go on a date now?”

“where?” he mumbles into your neck.

“7/11– channie’s working so that means free big gulps and rollers… you know, since some of us can’t afford to eat real food because of their ‘job.’”

vernon scoffs, pulling his face out of your neck and giving you a stern look. “dude, it’s a real job–”

you laugh, effectively cutting him off. “okay, scammer– if it’s a real job, why are you always stealing my fucking weed instead of buying your own?” 

“because weed is scarce these days and your bitch ass dealer hates me– why should i have to pay $20 for a gram when you only pay $5?” he nearly cries. “and, since we’re on the topic, i don’t like him. he’s too friendly with you.” that’s code for “he obviously wants to fuck you.”

“you’re jealous of cheol!”

he groans, rolling his eyes, a tiny pout appearing on his face, “so what if i am?”

you coo, “aw, baby,” hand coming to cup his blushy cheek. “you don’t have to worry about him,” you relay to him, voice laced with sincerity. “you’re the only one i want.”

he goes a little bug-eyed at your words before clearing his throat and nodding. “good. that’s good.” 

you raise an eyebrow, “just good?” 

“no… it’s great…” he mumbles cutely. “you’re also the only one i want.”

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When Jonny Comes Back pt.2

A/N: Thank you all so much for your likes!!! WOO 100 notes in like 2 days?! I'm so honored!! =D

I know this one is short but that's because of the change in tone of part three. Which will be made soon after this is posted

Edit: I added more to the story

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Ugh!

You checked the mail again

Nothing!

Why nothing? Was it the contents? Was it the postage?

You’re upset at this, more than you’d like to be. You sigh and growl. Fine! you’ll go home, write another stupid letter to that stupid handsome bastard. You stomp home and sit at your desk. You pull out a piece of paper, upset, antsy and confused.

Why hasn’t Johnny written back?

Should you write him another or ask him about it when Johnny comes back?

You sigh, you miss him.

When will your precious Scotsman come home? You’re really looking forward to watch some movies with him!

Sigh….maybe the package was cancelled after they caught the scotch. Yeah…yeah that makes sense. It’s not his fault. No he’s just sitting there awaiting a word from you!

You pull out a piece of paper and start writing to him again, this time your tone is a bit softer, asking him how are things, how is he? Is he okay?

You finish it up and make it a proper letter.

And for added bonus, you send a picture of the cat Simon and yourself in his clothes on the couch you two watch movies on, with the words “Simon can’t wait for you to come back :)” written on the back.

And….well…you’re not wearing any lipstick but….for good luck, you kiss the picture. You feel stupid now but you have a feeling you’ll be a lot more okay with it when Johnny comes back.

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A letter came in! No hold on. Two letters came in! Good! Serves him right to write two letters after you wrote two. You hurry to your living room and eagerly read it.

Reading the letter was worse than waiting for it somehow. You rolled your eyes at his words till they were sore, it sounded just like him with all the flourishing to match, the handwriting shows he’s someone forced to be neat and legible but it paradoxes his doodles. He even drew little hearts.

You chuckle, forgetting he’s even in the military. No way the same people that wake up at 5 AM to exercise to defeat regimes contain the guy who just told you the shampoo was shit and made his base think he smuggled alcohol -_-

But you can believe it’s the same people who contain the guy who asked you to send your underwear next time -_- Being surrounded by men probably just does that to you.

But…strangely enough…the letter just…..cuts off? Like it doesn’t seem like he finished writing it? The letter wasn’t even full and he never signed off as “Your brave babygirl, Johnny” Maybe the second letter explains it? You look down at it and it’s addressed to you but……that’s…that’s not Johnny’s handwriting? The pen seems to dig in the page a lot more and without a heart doodle in sight. You open it and….it’s not written by Johnny. It’s by his Lieutenant.

“This is Sergeant Soap’s Lieutenant talking about the situation on his behalf”

Oh shit. Are you in trouble? Is Johnny in trouble? You frantically read it.

Hey at least it starts off well with “I know who you are."

Good? You mean no harm.

"You must be the barnacle that he can’t shake off right?”

Nvm it starts off awful.

“And also the cat’s mom, he showed us the picture of his so called son.”

Oh god Johnny is talking about you. Was it seriously not enough to embarrass you in front of your friends?! Now he’s gotta tell the world that, what? Your the president of his fan club? If his ego gets any bigger it’ll be nicknamed Tsar Johnny or Soap-o-Nova.

“Sergeant Soap didn’t continue his letter so I’m sending the draft.”

Why couldn’t he finish it?

“This isn’t an official statement but he’d want me to tell you” …..this…doesn’t look good

“Unfortunately-“

oh oh

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small bite | (botw) link x reader

synopsis | reader gets cute agression and bites link

word count | 624

note | two posts in one day is insane but sorry i’ve fallen into a rabbit hole ever since totk came out so have another blurb!! 😣 first time writing for link so idk how i feel about it 💔 (also yes i just did one for inumaki i like the idea leave me alone)

The campfire made crackling sounds as Link fed it more logs. The sun had set long ago, the moon rising to take its place and casting a white glow across the land. The two of you had been traveling for a long time without breaks, so when you suggested that the two of you should rest for the night, Link offered no complaints. You were tired, the horses were tired; a break would benefit everyone.

You sat on the ground, far enough away so you wouldn’t get burned but close enough to still feel the warmth of the fire. Link took a seat right next to you on the floor, holding up mushroom skewers with a grin.

“Seriously? We just ate not too long ago.” You laughed, accepting the skewer nonetheless.

The two of you ate in comfortable silence, enjoying the small dinner Link had made (though, to be honest, you know he’ll make more, his stomach is like a void that never gets full). Finishing your skewer, you close your eyes, basking in the ambiance of the night. Somewhere in the distance, there was a cricket chirping. The grass tickled your legs as a small breeze passed through, making you shiver. It’s moments like this that give you hope for a new life after Ganon is defeated. Soon, you’ll have peaceful nights like this every day.

A rustling sound brings you out of your thoughts. Turning to look at Link, you noticed him preparing another skewer. You hold back a laugh, knowing you were right. Link hears you nonetheless and raises an eyebrow, almost as if saying, ‘What?’. You wave him off, a small giggle managing to escape. “It’s nothing, you keep eating.”

Link rolls his eyes, but you don’t fail to see the small smile growing on his lips. It’s not often that you get to see it, but he has a really nice smile. You wish you had the Sheikah slate right now to capture it.

In this moment, you can’t help but admire how beautiful he is. The light from the fire gave his sun-kissed skin a golden glow. His eyelashes are long, something you’ve commented on several times while on your journey together, casting shadows against his cheeks. Actually, his cheeks are unusually round today.

You’re tempted to squish them.

Silently debating whether or not to squish, you figure he wouldn’t mind. He does it often to you; this is only fair. Link turns to look at you as you lean in, half expecting you to kiss him, but instead you cup his cheeks. He gives a confused hum as you gently squish them for a few moments.

Slowly, you begin to pull him close to you. Now, Link thinks, now is when you give him a kiss. To his surprise, you bit his cheek. He doesn’t pull away; he just silently sits there as you bite his cheek.

When you pull away, Link is sitting there, confused. Link raises his skewer to you, gesturing for you to take it. This causes you to burst out laughing. “No no! I’m not hungry haha, just wanted to bite your cheek!”

“.. you sure?” Link asks, half expecting you to bite his cheek again.

“Yes, Link, I’m sure.” You laugh. You grab his free arm and wrap it around your shoulder, snuggling into his side for warmth.

Link goes back to eating, pulling you closer with his arm, still wondering where your sudden urge to bite him came from. While he was distracted, you turned to his arm that’s wrapped around your shoulder and bit his forearm. He flinches, once again caught off guard.

“If you’re hungry, please tell me.. I promise I didn’t eat everything and can make you another skewer.”

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𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈.🦢༉‧₊˚.

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒: 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫/𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 + 𝐈’𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐭.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: 𝐔𝐦𝐦𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!.

Funny thing about this specific return chart is that it’s quite literal sometimes, i remember having 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟒𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 a couple months ago and the amount of Plumbing issues we had was infuriating, in the kitchen, master bathroom and the other bathrooms literally everything water-related was fucked.

The amount of selfies and photos i posted on social media when i had 𝟑𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 was crazy, is like i went on a rampage, but i really felt like sharing lots of aesthetics then.

Also with this placement i got catcalled and flirted with too.. since it 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈.

𝟔𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒, 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝟔,𝟏𝟖 may make you want to start a brand new routine or just have this urge to change your life, because you’ll get more critical on yourself.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒 — 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 will make you stick to whatever plan you have and be entirely dedicated to it until you finish it, which is why i recommended starting important things during that time.

On the other hand 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒 — 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 may make things a bit difficult. In 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 case you will work yourself til death literally, your body will beg you for mercy because without even noticing you’ll become a slave to that task, so beware of workaholism lmao.

𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 though makes you feel drained, like you just have no willpower to do anything and instead your energy will be wasted on daydreaming about what you should’ve done and the actions you should’ve taken to complete that matter, anxiety may take a toll on you during that month more than ever too.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒 — 𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 with these aspects you may be easily exposed to different kinds of addictions so don’t start any negative habit then because it’ll stick.

𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 — 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 may or may not make you try a new clothing style, like just change your wardrobe and wear things you never imagined you’d wear, maybe even add unique pieces to your outfits, corsets for example.

Having 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 to 𝟑 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐒 or more is actual hell, no because when this happened i was fighting demons every single day, i can say that this specific month kicked my ass so bad i literally couldn’t function properly without having murrder on my mind 24/7..

.. 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 aspected 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐍, 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍, 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒, 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐎 all 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒.. let me tell you that till this day i shiver whenever i remember how these 30 days went by.. felt like i experienced a year worth of pain in a month.

𝟏𝟏𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 get ready to compare yourself with your friends, you’ll feel insecure around them.

If you have 𝟏𝐒𝐓, 𝟓𝐓𝐇, 𝟗𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐔𝐌, be sure that’ll be one of the best months of the year, i usually travel and go on vacations when i have this placement, or just spend most of my time in entertaining places.

𝐒𝐔𝐍, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒, 𝐉𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 you’ll be girl mathin’ alot bestie, because money will appear out of thin air in your bank account and you’ll spend it just as fast as it came…

Wanna know on what? Depending on the 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭 (𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰) + 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬 since it’s the area of attracting.

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: let’s say this month you have Leo on the 2nd house in the lunar return chart, you’ll go then and see where is Leo in your natal chart, you found it for example in the 9th house?, (meaning you’re a Sagittarius rising), then the 2nd house in lunar return chart falls on your natal 9th house.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂: obviously you’ll spend more money on yourself more than anything else, probably on sports equipment, gym or any body movement related thing, you may spend money to change your looks too.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐒, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: obviously Venus themed stuff, like perfumes, jewelry, necklaces specifically, luxury themed stuff too, maybe marble status, paintings things that add beauty and food too!.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟑𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: books!, things for your school, cute stationary, notebooks, backpacks, transportation like subway or your own car, maybe even travel, also on your phone you may buy a new case for it or fix an issue that requires you to pay some money.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐂: you may buy things for the kitchen, baking ingredients too, new furniture, it may be essentials or just things for comfort, you may buy things for your mother, or new born baby if your expecting any, just femininity related stuff.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐎, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟓𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: art, art and art again, kinda cliché but when i had this placement i remember buying lots of canvas, colors and art books because yeah painting is a hobby of mine, moving on You may spend money on your lover, or just entertainment in general, go to the theater, cinema, amusements or museums, things that bring you joy!.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟔𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: Foodstuffs, clothing, on your health, pets, a new routine that you’ll follow, healthy food because you may start a new diet. Cleaning products too, or your fitness.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐂: you may spend your money on legal stuff, contracts and all things official for example getting your passport done or things that has something to do with legal work, you may also spend your money on marriage if you’re getting married, spend your money on your long term partner, on make-up, sweets, also you may buy things for your coworkers like donuts or something.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐎, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟖𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: this one was kinda hard to interpret, however you may spend on Sexual relationships and commitments of all kinds, sex toys, and literally any sexual related thing, also on your finances, paying debt, rent or things that may transform you like surgeries, and beauty surgeries.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟗𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: when i had this placement i spent most of my money on college stuff, also on books and knowledge, religious stuff, souvenirs or stuff that will stay with you long term, i was also getting ready to travel so i bought things that i needed on my vacation.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐂: i have a feeling that you’ll save some money and you’ll be more financially responsible during this, however if you spend you’ll spend money that’ll aid you in your career or help your public image, like giving to charities and stuff like that, you may also spend on government stuff.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒, 𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟏𝟏𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: keep your money in your pockets and don’t pamper your friends honey, please i know it’s a difficult urge to fight.. you may pay your electricity bills then, also on your phone, hang out more, spend money on desires that emerge during that month or things you’ve long wanted and hoped for.

𝟐𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐒, 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝟏𝟐𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄: the amount of pillows and sheets i bought once due to this placement lmao, and i also started getting into spirituality more so i remember buying my first ever tarot card deck then, and also some plants that helps in cleansing my energy etc.. you may also spend money on laundry, and eat lots of sea food.

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𒈔 ⸺ enforcer agenda ♡ viktor hcs/blurbs

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ a/n: hey there :)) happy new year!!! i’ve been gone for a little bit cause busy with family >.< BUT IM BACK WITH STUFF YAY!! i should be on my writing grind now that i’ll have spare time during school and such so i should be back to normal :D!! i hope you enjoy these blurbs cause they’re honestly my favorite

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ extra info: no gender specific reader!, a bit of flirtation, you’re in an enforcer uniform/gear, implied nsfw

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vik is so used to seeing people in uniform, but never in a billion years would he expect you to turn bluebelly! you’ve expressed before that enforcers make you feel some kind of way, you’ve seen what they’ve done to the people of zaun. however, caitlyn thought you could use some training incase something turned sideways. she suggested you train with the enforcers to learn a thing or two, which honestly isn’t a bad idea at all. so you took up the offer.

you knew viktor would get a kick out of this, you becoming stronger and in that heavy outfit. you could already hear his slick and funny comments in your head, teasing you and hints of flirting. at the end of the day, you still know he’d still have you arched like the bridge of progress.

rotting away in his lab as the sound of chalk scraping against his board travels around the sound waves. normally, viktor doesn’t bat an eye at the sound of the metal gear tapping across the halls nearby. until the sound of the tall wood doors that hide the lab cracked open, steps gradually getting louder. “you know, it’s just etiquette knocking before entering, don’t you agree?” viktor spat before turning his back and facing you. he stood there for a moment before placing down his pencil behind him.

“you-” he paused, relaxing his shoulders and taking the sight of you in. “look good. who gave you that?” the rest of his sentence flew out as he began to circle around you. “i got it from caitlyn’s closet, she surprisingly has bigger sizes but that’s probably cause of vi”

“no complaints here, it fits you perfectly” viktor follows with a laugh. this lead to you coming into his lab often when you’ve got some extra time on your hands. even if it’s just to go in there and give him a kiss :)) (where you kiss him is up to you😋)

he 100% pulls you in with his cane, especially when you’re stuck guarding the hallways and can’t be caught slipping. coincidently, viktor had a spare moment and dedicated it all to you. let’s just say when you were back on duty your uniform looked like you’d been roughing it ;).

oh you’d so catch him wearing the uniform cause it smells like you. he wants anything that resembles you at all. gotta out him here, definitely a pervert to take your underwear and stash it in a box along with all your other personal things. he just wants reminders of you all the time <3 (this is also foreshadowing him tying one of your old shirts around his cane :)))

no surprises when it comes to viktors hidden talents, he would definitely take a blank book and write all of his thoughts about you in it. he’d think of it as his prized possession, never leaving it out of his sight, and especially keeping it away from you. viktor couldn’t bare the embarrassment honestly, imagining you reading the filthy things he’s written about you sends a chill down his spine. but its viktor we’re talking about here, he’d probably enjoy that. <3

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ hello!!! i feel like this was just a bit short but i have a few fics i’ll be releasing as soon as im finished up with them ! you pt 2 in the works as well for all you viktor lovers just like me <33 and im working on expanding my writing and will be working on stuff for new characters >v< hopefully you can stick around till then, thank you for reading - drew

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Can you NSFW alphabet for Tama tonga? but if you don't write about him, Could you do the alphabet thing for Jey Uso?

Note: Absolutely! Here's the Jey Uso one first, I actually already had this one started, after this is posted the Tama Tanga one will be up next :)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Possibly the sweetest guy you'll ever meet when it comes to aftercare. He will get up to grab a rag to clean you off with and then leave little kisses all over you, before pulling you into his chest for some of the best damn snuggles in the world.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Jey loves your thighs, he loves when you sit next to him and he is able to reach over and just grab a handful of them. Jey has a rather different favorite body part on himself. His personal favorite is his mouth, it allows him to kiss you, talk to you, and of course taste you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He loves when he has you ass up and then right as youre about to cum he pulls out and finishes on your back. "What's the matter, babygirl? You wanna cum? here let me get a taste of you and see if i wanna let you cum yet, princess"

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Jey really doesn't have alot of secrets, though if anything that he keeps to himself it's his jealousy. He is secretly very jealous of Roman, He doesn't like it when you're in the bloodlines room with all of them and Roman starts talking to you with that smooth talk of his. He's worried that Roman would take you from him, all though every member of the bloodline knows that you'd never even look in the same direction of another man if it meant losing Jey.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He knows exactly what he is doing and he will tell you and show you that he does. "Yeah that feel good? I know what i'm doing babygirl, i know exactly where to fuck you"

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) He loves simple doggystyle. When he fucks you in doggystyle he will pull your hair till you hit his chest, smack your ass till it's red, and of course bite down on your shoulder to hear your cry out for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He 100% can be goofy with you, I'm willing to bet atleast once that he has thrown you onto the bed and said "YEET!". On days when he just wants to be so sweet with you and make you life, he will do some of the weirdest and wildest shit just to see you smile and laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Jey has thick black curly hair that he keeps tidy but not tamed completely if that makes sense. It goes up a little higher when he hasn't tidied it in a bit because he usually has a happy trail that he keeps waxed for work.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He can be very romantic, not just in the bedroom but in general. Jey is the type to just randomly have flowers for you and after his matches you're the first one that he goes to find win or lose, he just wants to find you and kiss you. Alot of that romantic aspect carries into the bedroom though I do feel as though Jey leans more to the very soft dom side because of this, if that makes sense.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Jey hardly ever maturbates, I just don't see him as really being the type. However if he's been away for a big event like wrestlemania or for something like summerslam, then he would probably call you on facetime if you didn't get to come with him for a little bit of over the phone mutual masturbation.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Slight Spanking Praise (He likes to give it) Slight choking marking (Adores hickeys and adores when you claw his back)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) He loves having sex in a bed, call him traditional or vanilla if you want, but to him nothing compares to being able to take his time with you, spread you out for him, and then hold you till you both fall asleep

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Something that turns jey on the most is when you make the night special for him. Wear some lingerie, play some music, maybe even get some champagne or his favorite whiskey. He loves being able to make everything special for you, if you were to switch the roles and surprise him, it would be the ultimate turn on for him and may even make him blush. Though he would never admit to that.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anal, it's just not something he is into. Another no for him would probably be weapon play such as knife kink, once again it's not something he is into, though this one comes from a place of not wanting to bring something that could hurt you into the bedroom.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Pussy eating KING, he loves making you squirt when he eats you out. He has the process of making you do so almost down to a science. He loves sucking on your clit while he pumps his fingers into you and curls them right into your G-spot. As for receiving he 100% fucks your face. He will grab the sides of your head and thrust into your mouth while listening to you gag around him. "Come on Babygirl, I know you can handle it relax that throat for me baby"

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Fast but sensual, He thrusts into you deeply with enough speed to jerk your body up slightly when he bottoms out inside you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) I feel like he may be down for a quickie every so often, however he prefers the full thing and enough time to make you feel the best he possibly can. However, this doesn't mean on occasion he won't bend you over somewhere backstage before a show.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Jey would definitely experiment with you. As for risks, he loves having sex in places that someone might hear you crying out for him. Even if it's a hotel room and he knows there's someone next door, he will do what it takes to hear you scream his name.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Jey can go usually 2-3 rounds, it really depends on the mood that's set during you all having sex. If you want something rough and hot, then he will go at least three rounds with you, maybe edge you a little or deny you your orgasm to make sure that you really get the most of your time together.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Jey doesn't own a whole lot of toys for himself or for you when you guys first get together. Though overtime he will get for you two to try out with one another. He loves using a vibrator wand on your clit while he fucks you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Jut enough to get you needy for him. Jey won't torture you with his teasing but he will make you beg just a little bit. He want's to rile you up just enough to make you beg him to fuck you. "Come on baby, say please, ask me to fuck you honey, beg me"

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Not super vocal in terms of moaning, he's very talkative during sex, because he loves to praise you and talk you through things. Though when he cums he will throw his head ack and let out deep groans. "Oh, babygirl, i'm so close, you finna cum for me?"

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Jey has a polaroid in his wallet of you in his favorite set of lingerie. He loves the way that blue looks on you, hence why that particular set is his favorite to see you in. The reason he keeps it in his wallet is so that he always has a piece of you with him and so he always knows he's the only one who gets to see you like that.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Jey is about 7 1/2 very close to 8 inches. He has a deep red color to the tip of dick and a very slight upwards curve.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Average I suppose would be the word for Jey's sex drive. He isn't one that needs it all day everyday but on average you guys have sex about twice a week, sometimes more sometimes less.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Usually after you fall asleep, Jey will turn something on the tv or scroll on his phone for a bit before he falls asleep himself, though if you wanna be cuddled up to him all night then he will play in your hair till he goes to bed.

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Gojo N$FW Alphabet 🩵

WARNING: MDNI PLEASE

A - After care

I feel like Satoru would either be like a mix between tired or superrr affectionate, eg: kisses, getting you food, helping bathe basically all that kind of stuff. On the other hand if hes tired he'll probably just pull you in and cuddle with his head on your nape, muttering how good you were or just random things till you both fall asleep

B - Body part (fav part of you and him)

Gojo loves every last bit of you, but his favourite bit is hands down your Thighs, he loves to leave love bites all over and decorate them with hickeys. He loves to lay on them, hold or squeeze, to feel them when your straddling his face and the way they Tighten on him. He cant get enough of them.

However his favourite part of him is his hands. He knows the effect they have on you, he loves it when you tell him how good they fit, How perfect they are for you. How even regularly you tell him he has beautiful slender hands.

C - C0m3 (anything to do with it)

Gojo is the biggest pervert when it comes to his cum, he is messy with it. Even after a wash you'll still find some place he managed to get it stuck in. In fact hes practically fascinated by it, every chance he gets he will just stare at you filled up with it, hell he'd even eat it out if you let him.

He also love love loves getting it in your pants after a quickie, just so you're walking around with some of him by you.

D - dirty secret

This man has the worlds most sensitive nipples, but he will never admit it you have to find out yourself. In fact you want it finished faster or earlier all you have to do is give them a little fiddle and a bite and he's moaning and cumming more then you.

E - experience (how experienced are they?)

Honestly he isn't as experienced as you'd think. Hes definitely got a few bodies and hookups under his belt but hes so busy being a sorcerer most of his knowledge comes from the p0rn and h3nt41 he watches when he rubs one out. that doesnt mean hes bad though.

F - favourite position

Satoru loves a mating press or missionary, he loves watching the face you make and how you react, he also gets a food view of your tits at the same time so win win, he isn't too particular but anything considered a a bit more extreme requires some convincing. He'll never say no to a good 69 of course.

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

Satoru is fairly serious but that doesn’t mean he won’t make sly comments or even joke with you a bit. He adjusts his own “humor” to what you like. He wants you to be comfortable so if you seem to relax more when he jokes around and talks to you a lot while fucking, he’ll do it. But he’s also capable of keeping the talking to a minimum, letting his body do the work while praising you endlessly. Though if one of you fumbles around a bit, he will not hesitate to chuckle. He thinks its really cute so don’t take offense. 

H - Hair (are they well groomed?)

For him the carpets match the drapes and considering how rare it is he likes to show off a little, he keeps himself neat and tidy but never bare really. Unless you make a special request of course.

Oh and he doesn't expect you to do the same, he loves 'exploring the jungle' as he puts it, just try tidy though of course.

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

Gojo can be sickeningly sweet and romantic during the moment, especially when its like one of your first three times together. He blabbers and praises you about how perfect you are and beautiful, of course he does loves a bit of tongue and cheek in the moment and playful sex is never off the table.

J - Jacking off

honestly his libido is just little higher then average, and if your away or not in the mood he makes it clear hes going to do it. Hes not really too shy about it, he'll clear time out of his day too if he really needs too he just claims it clears his head. It changes how often depending on his schedule and how much he sees you.

bonus: he also doesn't care if you do it or he'll ask to watch but is usually turned down on that one since sometimes you just wanna get it out without all the hassle of actual s3x

K - Kink (one or more)

This man loves to be praised, and loves praising others. Truthfully he loves toys and teasing as well, but he wont really say too much about it unless his partner mentions it. He's probably tried every kind of toy there is, y'know to level up the experience for both you and him.

L- Location and length (where he prefers it, how long it lasts. 2 in 1)

Satoru knows himself and his body well enough to know he will knock out after sex 9/10 times or at least tire you out or make you need a good clean, so he prefers to keep it private in the house,any surface will do but its usually the bed or shower, if your lucky maybe a bathroom when your out. He loves to keep a mental note of where you have done it as well in fact he seems to have made it his mission to fuck you in every part of the house.

He loves to take his time with you so honestly it could last anywhere between 10 minutes and hours with him, it really depends on you.

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

Honestly its easier then you think, all it takes is the right bit of touch in the right spot and hes got you in his arms carrying to the nearest fuckable surface. If you really want to go to pound town a cute dress or some frilly lingerie never hurt anybody but your back.

N - No's (thing they would absolutely never do)

He would NEVER force you, in fact if he thinks your too drunk or sleepy he wont even give you a cheeky neck kiss, but if you ask nicely and are sober enough he'll try just about anything once. Another thing he hates is hurting you, he wont slap you hard or anything of the sorts even if you beg. All you'll get is a hair pull or spank on the ass.

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

Satoru is addicted to you going down on him. This man lives for blow jobs and he is not ashamed to admit that. He also adores going down on you, considering himself very skilled in that aspect. But fuck does he love it when you suck him off. 

P - Pace (are they fast, slow, sensual?)

Honestly it totally depends on the mood and how you like it. He usually adjusts it to the fit the both of you, but this man is naturally rough and fast, but hes just as capable of taking it easy.

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

Don't get me wrong he'll rarely turn down a chance with you but quickies aren't his favourite, he might be naturally fast and rough but he still loves taking his time with you. he also is immediately knocked out after blowing his load,he gets pussy drunk basically so usually you need to tempt him with sweets or a good coffee.

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

Like i've said he'll try anything just about once, he isn't afraid to take risk and totally understand the different effects thing have.

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

he is 1000% a one and done kind of guy, but its never that bad considering how long he can go for. honestly if hes worked up enough the max you can get is 3 rounds, 4 if your lucky maybe. He really only needs one though because once he busts there's so much and hes probably already cuddled up next to you.

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

Yes, in fact you guys have a whole box under the bed or in the drawers. he uses them to enhance the experience instead of letting it do all the work. He’s very partial to the “magic wand” vibrator he bought for the two of you to use. Going as far as to buy a backup for when the original stops working.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

He is the biggest tease ever if he wants to be, in fact if he really wanted to he could have you sobbing. Luckily he doesn't, and if he feels like he hurt your feeling hell shower you with praise and pleasure till the beds soaked and your happy again. He also loves it when you tease back, he loves knowing the feeling is reciprocated.

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

satoru is anything but quiet, he will make any and every kind of sound and not care about the volume and who hears him. What he really loves is hearing you though, he wants the neighbours down the street to hear you if he could make it happen he loves loud rough s3x.

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

He cannot stand sharing. He will never share in fact he never lets you show too much skin if your going somewhere with a lot of guys, he's not over controlling nor will he tell you what to wear usually just says something like, 'do you want a jacket?' instead.

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

Gojo's dick matches his body, its long and a little beefy. I'd say around 5 1/5 inches soft and he is definitely a grower, probably reaching like 7 inches when its hard. He’s girthy, enough to need preparation before entering you but nothing too painful. Also this man Is VEINY, like veiny that you can feel the veins.

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

Its definitely higher then most but he has a good enough control over it, but he can get really pent up if hes forced to jack off or hasn't done it at least three times that week.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

literally within 30 seconds flat if you don't give him sweets. he gets tired after busting a load anyway but if he went down on you or just got pussy drunk anyway hes gone faster then you can blink.

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Hello!! :D could you write about Genma with an s/o who's not used to receiving affection? Thank you~~ :DD

author's note: thank you so much for your patience and this request! It's no lie I am a big Genma lover, and while it took me a while to get to this request, it was so fun to write it! <3 Hope you enjoy! x

Genma has always been an affectionate man and it was never something he felt shy about. He loves to keep his partner close to him and he would use any excuse to have his hand on them - either around their shoulder, waist or by simply holding their hand.

Even before getting together with his s/o, he always sought some type of contact. When they were out with friends/colleagues, he always sat next to them, resting his hand on the back of their chair; during missions, he would always check on them and walk right beside them; when they finished their shift at the Hokage's office, he would always walk them back home, before giving them a quick hug.

As someone not used to receiving affection, his s/o was a bit distant, always sitting awkwardly with their hands either hanging on the side or stuffed in their pants' pockets.

Naturally, Genma assumed that they do not really like him, but they probably feel shy to tell him. And while physical touch was a big part of his flirting game, he was a gentleman and he knew when to back off. So after a few weeks of him trying to show his interest in his s/o, he got the hint and actually distanced himself from them.

A few days passed and while they were initially a bit taken aback by his behaviour, his s/o soon started to miss it. So they would try to seek his attention by taking their lunch break at the same time as him, chatting him up on random topics and even inviting him to grab a dinner together after work.

This man is very honest and blunt, especially when it comes to his feelings. So while he doesn't want to hurt his s/o in any way, he would soon ask them to talk in private, so he can be open with them. "Is that dinner a date or just a friendly hangout? Because the truth is I really, really like you and I would love for it to be a date, but I don't want to misread what your intentions are."

He already knows the answer, but he secretly enjoys the way his s/o blushes and tries to explain that they are indeed interested in him in a romantic way. He would watch them "suffer", while he would have the widest grin on his lips.

When it comes to his behaviour once they are in a relationship, Genma is SUPER patient and gentle when it comes to the comfort of his s/o.

This man may be a tease, but he would never do anything to make his partner uncomfortable. So in the beginning, despite his affectionate nature, he would take it slow, testing the waters by asking his s/o what they are comfortable with and experimenting with small touches/gestures of affection first.

It would take probably around 2-3 months till they finally get to hold hands and twice as much for cuddling to become a normal part of their routine.

Genma loves kissing! If it was up to him he would steal a kiss at least once every hour, but he would fight his urges and again let his s/o control the pace and the amount of kisses allowed. Still, sometimes his self-control slips and he presses his mouth against theirs after he comes back from a long mission or when they were away for a certain period of time, nibbling and sucking on their lips, till they are all red and swollen.

With time his s/o would relax more into the relationship, but I would imagine they would be the type to hint at him when they want some affection and loving, rather than saying it out loud.

This man may not have the IQ of a Nara, but when it comes to women, and especially his partner, he knows how to read them like a book! He doesn't even need hints in order to understand what his s/o wants, but he would still take PLEASURE in playing ignorant to the point they just initiates the physical contact they are seeking.

The more the relationship progresses, the more he lets out his teasing nature show! Sometimes it gets to the point when his s/o wants nothing more than to throw the closest object at his head, but for him, it's really just fun and games.

When it comes to showing affection in the form of gestures, Genma loves giving gifts to his s/o and spoiling them, but he always feels too shy to give them in person. (People think it's because it contradicts with his whole 'bad boy' image, but the truth is he always feels anxious if his partner would like what he got them, so he prefers not to see their face when they open it.)

The BIGGEST compliment giver!

Surely, his constant compliments would make his s/o blush and stutter at first, but they can be sure that this only encourages him more. He loves expressing his feelings and thoughts to his s/o and he loves it even more when it leaves their face as red as a tomato.

(also, don't forget the dirty comments and jokes, omg! He lives for that and there is nothing his s/o can do to change it!)

Overall, while their relationship will progress slowly in the beginning when it comes to intimacy and affection, Genma's love for it will eventually rub on his s/o.

cc artwork: Robin Tran