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blackynsupremacy · 2 months ago

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CLARK KENT HELPING YOU TAKE OUT YOUR BRAIDS HEADCANONS

pairing: henry cavill!clark x blackfem!reader

fandom: DC

this was brewing in my head while actually taking out my braids today. plus, i wanted to give my baby henry a shot at this.

summary: it’s that time again! time to take down those 1-2 month old braids to prepare for your next fresh set. the only problem is, it’s raining, you’re tired, and you know it’s gonna take forever. yeah even getting your hair taken down, washed, detangled, and dried can be a hassle. fortunately, your fiancé, clark kent, is always happy to help with the process.

contains: lots of words, some things are based on true events, self insert, fluff, romance, established relationship, you and clark are simps, you and clark being fine, nudity but no smut, clark being a green flag, cuddling, kissing.

taglist: @rosiestalez @afrowrites @afrogirl3005 @simply-the-best23 @jkr820 @zombiehe4rt @elitesanjisimp @sabrinasopposite @gxuxhdjdu @tryingtograspctrl @ellethespaceunicorn

(i know i didn’t ask if ya’ll wanted to be tagged, but y’all are mutuals that consistently interact with my posts, so this is how i’m showing my appreciation! thank you! let me know if any of yall want to be tagged in my next blurb. again thank yall and i love my mutes)

• work was work today.

• it’s raining like hell.

• but good news, you’re getting your hair done this weekend! ain’t nothing like a fresh set of braids.

• the bad news, you gotta take out the old braids, wash/condition/detangle, and blow dry your hair all before your appointment. (yk how these new hair stylists be)

• girl, you’re dead tired, but you know you need to start asap!

• good news again though! your man clark kent is already home and you know he’s always down to help with your hair.

• ya’ll have been dating for 4 years before he popped the question a month ago on your anniversary.

• one thing about clark kent, he’s gonna hype up your hair no matter what style.

• he believes you’re stunning whether you have braids, twists, a lace front, locs, a slick back ponytail, a silk press or, your natural. he loves it!!

• he loves to watch you style it on your own or if you’re following along to a youtube tutorial.

• you’ve taught him a thing or two like taking down braids, detangling, applying edge control, and even helping you to wash and condition it!

• he catches on pretty fast and follows your instructions to a tee.

• his love language is acts of service and when it comes to your hair, he wants to make sure he does it properly.

• he told you he wants to continue learning because he can see himself helping out with your future daughter’s hair, so why not start with his future wife?

• this man is going to be the death of you.

• you see clark sitting on the couch with his laptop. as soon as he hears the door shut followed by your sigh of exhaustion, he’s already putting that to the side and zooming in your direction to take your bag, umbrella, and jacket off your hands.

• this man is teeth rotting sweet. how’d you get so blessed?

• he greets you with a warm embrace and plants a kiss atop of your head. he peeps that new growth, but he won’t mention it until you do.

• you both take a seat on the couch and have a brief conversation about each other’s day. you sigh again and run a hand through your hair one last time.

• “it’s about that time, clark. i’m getting my hair done soon and i need to start taking my braids down, but i’m so tired!”

• you whine and lean your head on his broad shoulder before you peer your “please help me” doe eyes into his blue ones that were hiding behind his glasses. he doesn’t hesitate to keep that eye contact either. it’s so intense yet intimate. you almost look away because even after 4 years, clark can still get you a bit flustered from time to time.

• “baby, would you like to help me out again? i promise you’re not gonna have to do all the work. i just need some assistance to get this done faster.”

• you playfully pout and bat your lashes. you already know the answer, but this brought you joy. you knew he was waiting for an opportunity to help with your hair again.

• he shows off those pearly whites before he enthusiastically responds, “i’d never thought you’d ask. you go change into something more comfortable, i’ll handle the rest, and we can get started.”

• he lays a chaste kiss to your lips and pats your behind to signal for you to handle your business and you don’t hesitate to do so.

• by “handling the rest”, clark gathers the necessities: 2 pairs of scissors, a detangling comb, 4 hair ties for sectioning, a plastic bag from that one drawer in the kitchen, your satin bonnet, and an order of chinese takeout placed on doordash.

• clark was waiting on the couch and he gleamed when he saw you come back clad in a white tank, no bra, grey cotton shorts, and one of his oversized, plaid flannels.

• as soon as you found yourself comfortable on the couch, clark handed you a pair of scissors and ya’ll got to work at cutting the braids shorter before you both section off your hair into 4 parts and start unbraiding from the front.

• you started on the right side, while clark took over for the left.

• you obviously know of clark’s abilities, his extraterrestrial heritage, and his intense duties as superman. he makes sure his powers can be of help in the most important areas of his life, one of them being your relationship.

• he’s had some practice with unbraiding and his fingers moves like clockwork. he moves at a delicate, quick pace and uses his keen eye to make sure your hair doesn’t get tangled or pulled, so there’s no unnecessary breakage. braid by braid, each one is removed out of your head and into the empty, plastic grocery bag that’s placed between you two.

• he’s seen you sometimes get it tangled and you would be quick to just cut it off, but with his aid, you’ve been doing that less frequently.

• after about 30 minutes, clark can already hear the doorbell ring and footsteps walking away. the food’s here.

• he opted for contactless delivery this time because he knew he just had one more braid….and done!

• he urges you to give your hands a break from unbraiding your side and to wash them because your dinner has arrived. he chuckled as you perked up hearing that because you were hon-grey!!

• he also takes it upon himself to gently place your satin, royal blue bonnet on your head.

• it’s his absolute favorite because it’s patterned with his iconic red and gold family crest!

• you have a friend who owns a small business of designing bonnets, durags, and head scarves with the cutest patterns imaginable for black nerds like you.

• they got some with superheroes, anime characters, hogwart house symbols, disney, you name it!!

• 2 years ago, you asked them to commission a bonnet to match his heroic attire.

• this was to show him that you’re proud of his kryptonian roots and that you 100% support him being one of the world’s most selfless heroes along with the other members of the justice league.

• you sometimes worry for his life, but he always tries his best to make it back to you in one piece.

• but girl, that bonnet had him geeking when you showed it to him!! his face heated with a bright hue of pink before he plants a billion kisses all over your face. his voice never ceasing his appreciation and eternal love for you.

• you both chill for a few minutes to eat and watch some tv.

• you stretch your hands, placed your bonnet on the coffee table and resumed to unbraiding the last strand on the front before sectioning it off with a hair tie and starting on the back of the right side. it seems that time moves slower (or faster) as your fingers meticulously unravel each braided strand.

• clark is half way done with his entire side. his brows raise at the sound of your soft groan of what seemed to be pain and exhaustion.

• “babe, my fingers are starting to cramp and so are my arms.” you gripe and pause your movements to massage out the stiffness in your fingers.

• clark also pauses what he’s doing. he delicately grasps your hands into his, sprinkling tiny pecks on each aching knuckle. his pink lips lingers on the rock that adorns the fourth knuckle of your left hand before those baby blues gaze into your own eyes.

• you could clearly see your worn reflection in his pupils, but you lovingly smile as you know what he’s about to say.

• “c’mere, beautiful. let me take care of the rest while you sit and relax. it’s just a few more and it’s nothing i can’t handle, so it’ll be my pleasure.”

• that’s true. clark’s an invincible kryptonian. unless your hair was laced with some green k, a cramp within the joints of his digits wouldn’t be possible. if you ask, he would one day take out your braids all by himself without you having to lift a finger and he’d be in pure bliss of taking that burden off your plate.

• he spreads his thighs apart. the large palms of his hands encircle around your waist to shift your body in between his legs before his fingers get back to tenderly remove the last remaining braids.

• as he does so, you simply enjoy each other’s presence. ya’ll would be cracking jokes, planning suggestions for the wedding, your jobs, and a myriad of other topics to kill time.

• about 30 more minutes pass by and your braids are finally out! he leans back feeling accomplished and marvels at how much your hair has grown over the month.

• “may i?” he politely asks. his expectant eyes glancing into yours for approval.

• “of course, kal.” you grin. it’s like seeing a child light up in a candy store, he’s so elated.

• you feel more at ease and lean into his touch as his fingers lovingly caress through your natural hair and scalp.

• you know that he just wants to feel your hair in it’s natural state. it’s not out of a fetish, but out of pure fascination, so you let him!

• you love that even though you’ve been together for 4 years and he’s helped you with your hair on multiple occasions, the curious kryptonian wonders why he always has to ask you before touching your hair.

• as a journalist, he’s gonna conduct his own research.

• he educates himself and he understands the history of that one boundary in your community, so he always asks you before touching your hair or he waits for you to offer.

• he’s not even human and he understands the basic human decency of not to reach out and touch someone’s hair out of nowhere.

• you sigh in relief and thank clark with a kiss before you go to dispose the plastic bag of worn out braids to the kitchen and into the large garbage can. you turn around and lean up against the sink.

• now it’s time to wash, condition, detangle, and dry.

• clark already knows the next step. he stands from his position on the couch and stretches his back muscles. he moderately saunters to the arched threshold that separates the kitchen and living room. his tall stature works in his favor as he casually raises his arms with his hands gripping the arch that’s a few inches above his head.

• you know exactly what pose i’m trying to poorly describe to the best of my ability. it happens to be one of those non-sexual turn ons that men do without them realizing.

• you go into a bit of a hypnotic state as you stare at his bulging biceps. you also take notice of how his white t-shirt raises up to expose a small section of his sculpted abdomen. the raven tresses on his skin that perfectly matches the messy curls on his head form a trail straight down to his—

• the trance is broken by the baritone voice of your fiancé.

• “my eyes are up here, angel. were you even listening to me?” he flirtatiously quips and tilts his head with a playful smirk curving on his lips, lowering his arms to cross them over his chest.

• like some suave lady killer, he approaches you and places his index under your chin to shift your gaze to his.

• girl, not you getting caught in 4K! you know that man is fine, but you got to finish off your hair. there’s no time to waste when it comes to that, so you must stay focused.

• you can’t help, but feel the heat of embarrassment rush on your melanated cheeks and giggle nervously before you confess.

• “i’m sorry, clark! after all of these years, you still get me sprung. now, what were you saying, boo? ”

• “it’s no worries, (n/n). don’t doubt that you’ve got the same effect on me too.” he blushes himself, beaming at the compliment and pecks your forehead, nose, and lips before he resumes his question.

• “would you like to wash in the sink or shower?”

• he bursts into a joyous laugh as you don’t hesitate to choose the shower.

• of course he was hoping you’d say that, but you shut down the idea because you just want to kill two birds with one stone, wrap this up, and cuddle in bed.

• he understands where you’re coming from and it’s no pressure at all. you both love when you two get down in the bedroom, but you share a common belief that spending quality time is the key to true intimacy.

• he takes your hand and leads you both to your shared bathroom.

• he puts his glasses on the sink, switches on the shower and checks for the perfect temperature that’s not too hot for your scalp, but not too cool for your body.

• you go to obtain large drying towels, african net wash cloths, and disposable shower caps. you then seek out the shampoo, conditioner, and detangling cream to nourish and clean your hair.

• you return to the bathroom with the items and clark gets your second opinion on the water temperature. you get a feel and let him know that it’s just right before you both strip of your clothes until you’re both completely naked. you make sure your engagement ring is placed in the velvet box it came in and set it on your drawer before you both step under the running water.

• clark reaches up to detach the shower head. before making a move, he asks if you need any further assistance in this step and you gladly accept, closing your eyes as he handles the shower head to pre-rinse both of your heads for a well deserved cleaning.

• as he puts the shower head back where it belongs, you let him know that you want to do the shampooing for both you and him.

• yep, clark uses your products on his hair!

• one time after your fifth date, he hugged you and his sensitive nose stealthily picked up on the natural, sweet, and intoxicating scent of the hair lotion that seeped into your scalp. he thought at first it was your perfume, which he loves too, but he was mistaken!

• “my god, you smell amazing.”

• clark takes you out to dinner and feeds your ego! okay, kal-el!

• he couldn’t get enough of it!

• this aroma— it was like something fresh and made from natural ingredients without any harsh chemicals.

• it reminds him of the homegrown warmth and love that his parents, jonathan and martha raised him up in back in smallville.

• if it wasn’t so soon (or the fact that he hasn’t told you his secret then), he would literally fly you out there in 10 minutes.

• when you moved in together, he would sometimes sneak a bit of your shampoo and conditioner in his hair routine once or twice a week until you finally caught up to him!

• you scolded clark a bit for using your products without permission because you would’ve let him use a little if he’d ask and plus, that stuff was expensive!

• he looked genuinely remorseful and apologized. “i’m sorry, (f/n). it was wrong of me to sneak like that, but i just wanted to use it because it’s like i’m taking a part of you with me everywhere i go. that way even though we’re apart, i don’t feel so alone in this universe anymore.”

• that almost had you crying and throwing up. he’s as big a simp for you as you are for him, so you couldn’t stay mad at him!

• you had an agreement to share or double up as long as you both are putting in for it.

• it was definitely no problem for clark because besides it’s sentimental value, it does wonders for his hair! it looks healthier, shinier and it feels softer compared to those 2-in-1 shampoo/conditioner concoctions that he’s been using since high school.

• he loves your weekly beauty supply store excursions. he doesn’t care if the 6 items in your cart is $35, he’s paying for it all!

• clark’s aqua pupils observes from behind as you pour a generous amount of shampoo into your palm, rubbing the other against it, and massaging the bubbly, white substance through your scalp. your fingers work to make sure every single hair on your head is lathered in the coconut scented liquid and he notices that you’re careful not to tangle it.

• his own trance is broken by a “your turn! now lean down a bit, my love.” you’re now waiting for him to follow through, leaning his head down and forward to make his now drenched, dark hair right in your view and in your reach.

• he exhales at the contact of the cold shampoo descending on his scalp. as your fingers massage through his hair, his eyes close and a smile of ecstasy plays on his lips.

• your touch, the scent of the product, and the fact that if he opened his eyes again at this very moment, your breasts would be right in his face is clark’s idea of his personal heaven.

• you both take turns to rinse your own hair and each others to double check that all of the suds of the shampoo are gone.

• you repeat the process again, but this time it’s with conditioner. once that’s applied, you both put on the shower caps to let it rest and do its thing.

• you both use that time to talk some more and thoroughly clean your bodies of the filth of the work day using the african net wash clothes and aromatherapy body wash.

• after one last rinse of ya’lls hair, you cut the water off and grab the towels set out to wrap around your soaked bodies and dripping hair before walking to your shared bedroom.

• fortunately, you and clark have your own respective hair dryers, so that step doesn’t take too long before you take on the final boss: detangling.

• still clad in your towels, you and clark apply the detangling cream through your scalps. as he uses his comb to effortlessly rake through his noir mop, you just kind of stand and stare at the detangling brush in your hand.

• if you’re tender headed, you’ve probably lived the nightmare over and over with your heavy handed mother tugging the comb through the knotted ends, jolting your head and neck forward as you whined in pain. of course she got mad at you for that and said that it didn’t even hurt.

• you’re grown now! with your own bills, home, car, job, and man. there’s way more stressful things in the world than getting some knots out.

• you start the teeth of the comb from the root of your hair and hear the wet stickiness of the detangling cream as it glides to the end.

• okay, we’re getting somewhere! no pain or the pulling of knots for the next few strands near the front. now let’s start on the back. comb one, comb two, comb three—

• “ow, ugh!” you yelp. cringing as you hit a knot at the end.

“ woah! sweetheart, are you alright?”

• clark immediately halts his actions and puts his comb down. he takes one step behind you to examine the situation.

“please, lord, don’t tell me it’s tangled that bad.”

• you attempt to comb without breaking your hair out and the more you try, the more painful it gets. your arms and hands started to stiffen again.

• you lowkey wanted to cry because you just want this to be done and sleep peacefully in clark’s arms for the rest of the night.

• you immediately ask clark for help and he once again, comes to the rescue. he was gentle and comforting, but straightforward when it came to getting those knots.

• he talks you through it to make this a little easier.

• “i’m so sorry, honey. this is gonna hurt a bit, but we’re gonna knock these out and go straight to bed in no time, okay? i love you.” he kisses your temple before he proceeds with the task.

• several minutes of detangling are over! clark gets a second shower of kisses all over his face as you thank him again.

• you discard your towels and replace them with your nightclothes. clark’s shirtless with his sweats and you’re comfortable in another one of clark’s shirts with a fresh pair of cotton shorts.

• you put your hair in an afro puff ponytail and as always, you let your fiancé do the honors of placing your superman patterned bonnet on over your hair like a king crowning his queen.

• he looks at you with such pride and joy. seeing you happy feels so good it hurts. it makes him feel as weak as when he’s around green k. maybe even more.

• clark wouldn’t feel too comfortable to wrap his hair up just yet, so you suggested he uses a satin pillowcase instead.

• speaking of pillows, you look at the clock and realize it’s gotten late. you and clark shut off the lights and retire your exhausted bodies into your bed.

• you lay in a fetal position and turn to face him. kryptonians don’t usually need that much sleep as humans do, so you weren’t surprised that he was still awake.

• you both gaze and admire each other in comfortable silence. your hand reaching to his jaw. your brown toned fingertips caress the pale yet angelic face of the man you love. he closes his eyelids and leans into your warm touch.

• like a magnet, you drew closer to his face until your, full yearning lips rested on his. it doesn’t take him a second to melt into it, his hands clinging to your waist to rest your figure on top of his. your palms find themselves to rest on each side of his jawline.

• between each kiss, the moonlight illuminates the wide smiles you exchange to each other.

• after you two get your fill of each other’s affection, you lay your head on clark’s chest with his arms still acting as a shield around your back. he pecks your temple and is pulled in by the music of your steady heartbeat. he looks down to see your eyes pointed toward his and your hands folded flat on his chest.

• “thank you, clark. thank you so much for your help, your patience, your kindness, your love, and your compassion. not to mention that you are so fine, you still get me giggling like a schoolgirl at my big age! whether you’re superman, clark kent, or kal-el, i just thank you for being you. i love you, clark kent and that’ll never change.” your lips curve with a beaming smile.

• “(f/n), you need to know that everything i do, i do it for you and i’d do it again. you’re the most beautiful person and i’m not just talking about your stunning beauty. your heart is golden. despite everything that we’ve been through, it’s always been you. you understand me, you give me grace and hold me accountable, you still believe in me when i don’t even believe in myself. that’s how i knew i had to ask you to marry me, so i love you more, (f/n) kent and that’ll never change.”

• “look at us! we’ve only been engaged for a month and it sounds like we’re exchanging vows already.”

• “that sounds like a great start to me.”

• you both laugh and he gives you one last lingering kiss on your lips. your heads drop and your eyelids close before you take your peaceful slumber in each other’s presence.

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afterglowkatie · 4 months ago

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hard launch ˏˋ°•*⁀ caitlin foord x cooney-cross!reader, social media

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satrs · 1 year ago

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ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ!

SYNOPSIS; word prompts with the jjk men!

FEATURING; various jjk men!

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI! unprotected intercourse. pussyjob. dom/sub dynamics. Oral(fem receiving).

ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ 18+ (timeskip)!

"Say please."

You loved him. You really did. But you hated his teasing. Always only allowing you fragments of pleasure, leaving you on edge almost the entire time.

He doesn’t care about your whines and mewls, not until you say the magic word. His cock slid through your folds, tip bumping against your clit or teasingly entering your aching cunt sometimes, the need of him filling you up almost making you go crazy.

Just say it, only then will he give you what you want. All of it. It’s not hard saying this one word, right? Just swallow your pride.

Or well if you don’t, he still got some more teasing tricks up his sleeve, it was your choice.

SATORUUU. Sukuna. Yuuta(y’all GOTTA hear me out).

“Make me.”

He loved testing out your limits, especially in bed. So when those words left his mouth, nothing but pure lust and anticipation was tickling the back of his head.

You didn’t wait any longer, haptically climbing on top of him, causing him to fall back onto the soft mattress. He couldn’t babble on about how much he loved when you dominated him, using him as you pleased.

So when you hovered right above his face, glistening cunt visible before his eyes and making his mouth water, you sat right onto him, causing him to whine right into your heat.

He could do this forever. Getting his skull almost crushed by your thighs, barely breathing but being able to taste the sweet essence of your pussy.

SUGURU. Naoya(he needs to be dealt with). Toji(yk he would, shut it). Yuji.

"As you wish."

He could never ignore your pleas and your begging, always attending to your needs.

Like right now, as the both of you were in the backseat of his car, which he previously pulled over to an empty parking lot.

His fingers knuckle deep inside of you, legs thrown over his shoulder while his tongue worked wonders on your bundle of nerves, tight grip on your waist.

Your back arched in pleasure, your moans reaching his ears, causing him to groan into your heat, desperate to feel you cum around his fingers.

What can he say, you just have him wrapped around your fingers.

NANAMI. Choso(yes, again). Megumi.

“Give me a little show, hm?”

You knew how much he loved to see you dressed up for him so prettily, especially if it was daring lingerie he bought for you himself.

He wanted to soak up the image into his mind before he would ruin both you and that lingerie. After a few of your spins, he grabbed you by your hips tightly, throwing you onto the bed in one swift motion.

He didn’t care for the new panties he just ripped from your body, complains falling onto deaf ears. Your japping soon came to an end as you felt his throbbing length gliding through your fluttering entrance, filling you up as he bottomed out fully.

Those thorn panties, definitely long forgotten now.

Toji(his broke ass couldn’t buy you lingerie but anyway). Sukuna. Shiu.

#◛⑅·˚ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ #♡˳ᴶᴶᴷ #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #gojo smut #geto smut #toji smut #nanami smut #jjk headcanons #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen choso #jujutsu kaisen season 2 #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen

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silly-honeybee · 11 months ago

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What Blue Lock boys would get you for Christmas🎁

~🐝 Happy late Christmas my lovely sillies! I have been rlly busy lately so I haven’t had time to write💔 so I hope you enjoy this lil headconon on what the Blue Lock boys would get you for Christmas!

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Characters: Bachira, Isagi, Chigiri, Nagi, Kunigami, Reo, Kaiser, Alexis, Hiori

Headcanon ~ Fluffy fluff ~ fem!reader ~ not proofread

Warning(?): mentions of bras and panties in Kunigami’s part. (don’t know if that makes anyone uncomfy or not so I’m putting this here)

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start~~~🐝

Bachira Meguru

Silly things. He’d get you some silly and unnecessary things—

Like he’d probably get you a shirt saying “I love pizza” or something stupid😭

But he’d also get you some pretty cute things.

Anything matching, plushies, shirts, bracelets, etc..

He is indeed a goofball(we love him for that), but of course he knows how to give serious gifts(somewhat)..

The wrapping would be horrible, I gotta say that.. probably a bunch of holes basically revealing what the present was before you even opened it.. (he’s trying his best)

Oh well, whatever he gets you just know that he means it with a lot of love💕

Isagi Yoichi

He’d probably get you nice things for the winter, like a fuzzy sweater, scarf, boots..

Or he’d find a cute dress that he thinks would look nice on you, if you don’t like dresses then a cute pair of shorts or pants..

But, in general he would make sure to get you something he knew you liked, he thinks about you a lot, yk? ^^

(This is rlly short I’m sorry🙏)

Chigiri Hyoma

This man will spoil you.

You like Sanrio? Sanrio it is. You want makeup? Makeup it is. You want the full series of your favorite book? Books it is!

He never disappoints on Christmas, he knows what you like even if you haven’t told him—

Like he just noticed a certain detail of you having quite a few of this and that. He’d then proceed to Google about it and then find nice things from it🫶

Nagi Seishiro

He’d probably be a little clueless on knowing what you’d want.. (not in a rude way).

So what he does is probably look back on the comments you made on certain characters you two have played in a game or what not. And the ones you liked he’d find some merch of that character..

Kunigami Rensuke

He’d definitely be brave enough to casually walk into the woman’s section of Target and get you a brand new bra and panties.

Based on his sister’s at home, they always seem to complain about their bras becoming loose and slack after a year..

So he assumes that maybe that happens with you too? He wants you to be comfy at all times💕

(I love this man😭)

Reo Mikage

He’d also spoil you like Chigiri, but probably in a more *ehem* Reo way..

Like he’d get you tons of stuff, too much to count. This man has money💰🤑

Every. One. Of. Those. Gifts. Have been thoroughly thought through as he was buying them.

He wanted to make sure everything was perfect💝

Michael Kaiser

Probably getting you something fancy..

A fancy robe, shoes, dress, etc..

Would also treat you to a restaurant date, Egon or something idk 🤷‍♀️

Alexis Ness

He’d get you anything you want😭

He’s such a sweetheart about it too, he would wrap your gifts in cute wrapping paper.

Every one of the gifts having a little tag in the shape of a heart saying: “To my love, from Alexis💕”

He’s such a cutie istg😭🙏

Hiori Yo

You two probably played animal crossing at some point together, so he’d definitely get you a plushie of whichever one was your favorite character!

He probably would accidentally reveal the gift before you opened it.. oopsie💕

~~~🐝 end

~🐝 I’m so sorry if some of these were short😭 like idk how to write for Kaiser,I sagi or Nagi- and there is no Rin included here bc I have no idea how to write for him🧍‍♀️ anyway! I wish you sillies a lovely rest of 2023💕

See you guys next year😋🙏 (I’m so funny haha)

Also look at this Bachira plush I got for Christmas AAAAAAA MY BBY😭 MWA MWA💋💋💋

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just-another-author-i-guess · 2 years ago

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Hi!

Could you do a headcannon of how Judd would act high around his significant other?

I feel like once he is high, he’s a little more soft and shows that a bit more

Yes!! High Judd = soft Judd fr 💪💪

Tags: fem/gn! Reader, erh the gender isn’t really specified but kinda fem? Mentions of weed and smoking it obviously, mentions of sex too bc yk, big mouth, this is probably the fluffiest thing I’ve written with Judd haha, but I was VERY tired and sleep deprived when I wrote this and did not beta read 😵‍💫

Author’s note: I have convinced my friend to start watching big mouth lmfao, and he actually agreed that Judd is hot 💪💪 it’s a win for the boys

High Judd Headcannons

Word count; 1,0K

He has two moods when he’s high

You’ll either get super horny Judd or super soft Judd

My personal favourite is soft Judd

He’s all goofy smiles and cuddling

Will think everything you say is hilarious too

“Judd. Your parents are coming up the stairs, I can hear them,”

He just lets out a cackle, one of those hoarse, drawn-out ones and just doesn’t answer

It was kinda stupid of you to smoke in his room anyways,, but somehow he convinced you it was a good idea

The more stoned he gets, the more clingy he gets too

If he’s in horny mode, he’ll obviously just fuck you harder and faster but if he’s in soft mode you’ll get a very unusual treatment

Though not uncomfortable treatment, he’s just very, very touchy

Like imagine Diane walking in the hallway upstairs, she walks past Judd’s room and the whole thing obviously smells like pot, so she enters and behold

There Judd his— cuddling you, grinning while pressing his face into your stomach and leaving small kisses all over

Not even in a sexual way

He just loves you pls 🙏

You’re equally as stoned, running your fingers through his hair and complaining about it tickling

My man LOVES when you tug or run your fingers through his hair, especially when he’s high

He’ll literally just ask you to do it

Diane finds the scene so cute she barely bothers scolding you for smoking, again she’s like

“If you’re gonna do it, at least do it safely under my roof”

She will call Elliot up, however, to gush over the to of you

She’ll try to have him do it quietly though, so you won’t notice

If you do though, happy stoned Judd will genuinely not care

Like,, he seems to have smoked most of his anger away

So he won’t even threaten his parents. Wow 🧐

Anyways, you don’t often do it at his house cause like,,, his parents

But his car is the designated smoking spot

THATS ANOTHER THING

He LOVES shotgunning you

Your first kiss was probably bc he shotgunned you

He was real smooth about it to;

“Hey. Have you ever tried shotgunning?”

“No?”

“.. would you like to?”

He’ll do it when he’s just smoking cigarettes too

Judd really just wants every opportunity to kiss you, and ngl, seeing you exhale smoke makes him hella turned on

He kinda has an obsession with your stomach when he’s high???

Like,, he’d like to lean his head on it and cackle if it makes noise, but ESPECIALLY he likes to splay his hands over it bc you’re genuinely so small compared to him

And really soft too

He’ll unabashedly smell you too, like the smell of your shampoo and perfume and shit makes him all lovestruck

Stoned showers?? 🤭

Like if he’s in horny mode, he’ll definitely be up for a shower

Seeing you both wet AND naked

Yes pls. ✋

But like,, also if it’s at your house and you use your body wash and shampoo on him he’ll go 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Lmfao his family will DEFINITELY comment on it

Like when he gets home and he smells like strawberry milk and flowers or whatever you use

He’ll only let you do that when he’s high

You gotta understand, he has a reputation—

But, back to my point

Soft Judd is so straight forward? Will say whatever is on his mind

But like Judd in general is also really quick to get going, if yk what I mean

So his soft comments about your smell or how soft you are will turn into something like;

“Sweetheart. D’you wanna sit on my dick for a while or something?”

Ooooohhh,, soft high Judd has a thing for cockwarming

I mean, he’s already touchy and sorta horny so you just sitting on him for hours is absolutely perfect

He’d love watching you wiggle and struggle, red in the face and desperate pleas leaving you as you try to bounce yourself on him

He would just laugh at your struggles and lightly tell you to stay put, and if you’re really good, he will fuck you later

He would LOVE to fall asleep with his hard dick inside you

Just being as close to you as possible

He’d wake up later tho, not nearly as stoned but is cock still as hard and fuck the living shit out of you

No okay but soft dom Judd? 😋

He can be stoned without being horny too, but it’s a rare occurance

You’d smoke in his car and end up on the roof, stargazing

He claims not to be romantic but when he’s stoned he gets sappy as shit

“I really fucking love you.”

He’d mumble into your hair, nuzzling his face into it a little bit

Aw, you’d melt

If you return the favor and tell him you love him too he’ll get so embarrassed though

He’d blush and look away 🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭

I feel like he’s always some level of stoned though

So he’d have to be really really high for him to be able to open up like that

Fr it happens only like once every other full moon

Obviously he does love you, his mom is always on his ass about it telling him to tell you more often lol

When he comes down he’ll sleep for like days

Okay maybe that’s exaggerating a bit,, but he’ll be so fast asleep you’ll worry if he died lmfao

And he’s so groggy when he wakes up too

If you’re less affected, he’ll definitely expect you to coddle him and bring him food or something

But if you’re more or the same as him, you’ll just spend the day in his bed

Taking turns sleeping and fucking

Idc no matter how tired he is, being in his bed means sex at some point

Also his mom is an actual life saver and will bring the two of you snacks and food

(I love Diane ok)

This, however, is only if you get really fucking stoned

I feel like usually he would just act like himself, maybe a bit less tense and a lot more handsy

But yk, the above is for extreme cases were he’s been smoking a lot lol

Ok I actually need to sleep my eyes are closing by themselves 🧍🏻and I have some sick character development I need to do tomorrow

Tags; @dlfvrr , @bxbyyyjocelyn

#big mouth #judd birch #judd birch x reader #headcannons #big mouth x reader #judd birch smut #smut #i’m tired

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jjonglemons · 1 month ago

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CLAWS MASTERLIST | all my works can be found here

posting chapter two today too actually so y'all can have some more excitement with the series lol i gotta try to sell it yk?

CLAWS

Chapter Two: Over and Under

Summary: when you started attending hogwarts university, you didn’t expect to immediately fit in with a group of guys who call themselves ‘ateez’. it’s only natural that as you grow closer, someone falls in love, becomes an enemy, and unravels the drama.

WC: 3k

Tags: smut, some members will be assholes (for the drama sorry), angst, hate fucking (oops), degradation, drinking, partying

March 2024

Your breath hitched in your throat as Yunho looked at you, sadness written all over his face. Wooyoung was yelling and swearing at Jongho while Yeosang and Seonghwa tried to hold him back. Mingi was cross-armed in the background, watching silently as the scene unfolded in front of him. Hongjoong and San were consoling each other about what to do, the situation obviously tearing the group apart.

October 31, 2023

You wanted to throw up. You physically couldn’t stand seeing both Wooyung and Yunho standing so close to those girls in the corner of the kitchen, laughing and leaning over to whisper something into their ears because the music was so loud. One of the girl’s hands was pressed firmly against Yunho’s chest, and he didn’t seem to mind. Wooyoung was holding the other around the waist, pulling her closer every now and then when she’d shift away slightly. The music engulfed you into the moment, pain aching nearly unbearably in your chest. You didn’t want to be there anymore. You didn’t realise how firmly you were gripping the red solo cup in your hand until you heard a light crack and felt cool liquid dripping down your forearm. “Fuck,” you muttered, looking down at the now existing puddle of vodka on the floor.

“Really? On my Yeo’s nice carpet?” Hongjoong’s voice sang beside you playfully. He let out a chuckle before you abruptly looked up and glared at him, signaling him that this wasn’t a joking matter. His smile fell instantly when he saw the look in your eyes. “Are you okay?” The liquid on the carpet began to twist and turn, morphing into odd shapes that seemed to turn into various ghoulish creatures that represented all the rage you were feeling. “Woah, okay,” Hongjoong exhaled, placing his hands on your shoulders from behind, “love, we need to calm you down.” You felt a sense of ease wash over you as Honjoong moved his energy through you. Taking deep breaths, you began to relax. Having a friend that had the power of healing certainly had its pros.

Yeosang moved over towards you, noticing your energy shift as he was passing by the seas of warm bodies to get water from the kitchen. He followed your body’s direction to where it was pointing, flickering his glances between Yunho and Wooyoung standing beside the fridge and your red face. It wasn’t very well lit in the room, yet he could still see the irritation rising to your cheeks.

“Have you not told them yet?” he asked, “or, one of them, anyway.”

“No.” You sighed, turning around so you were now facing him and Hongjoong.

You, Yeosang, and Hongjoong had been joint at the hip since your first year at the university. The three of you instantly hit it off, becoming best friends quickly. They knew about your complicated feelings, that you liked both Wooyoung and Yunho. But you just never got the courage to tell either of them how you felt. You watched them from a distance as they’d date other students, attempting to suppress the jealousy you harboured. At one point, something almost developed between you and Wooyoung, but it never did. The two of you being the only ones in Gryffindor made it easy for you to spend a lot of time together. You’re not even sure if either of you even realised it was happening, the growing connection. He seemingly moved on and was back in the dating pool when the year started. You assumed not seeing each other as much over summer break caused that rift. Throughout September, you noticed how he smiled at his phone often, so you’d ask him who he was talking to in a way that would come off as being playful and hide your ulterior motives of why you wanted to know. He’d simply tell you it was person a, or person b; someone he’d met over the break or at work, and so on. You and Yunho had grown closer over the summer when you found out his family was moving to a neighbourhood close to yours. Wednesday evenings, the two of you would go to the drive-in theatre together then practise magic afterwards. With his telekinetic abilities, the two of you made a solid duo. Once, you formed a bow and arrow out of fire from which he shot a bullseye in under a second, burning a clear hole through a tree stump.

“I haven’t,” you admitted, tossing the broken cup into the trashcan a few inches away, “I don’t know if I ever will, honestly. I think I just need to get over it.”

“You say that as if you haven’t already been trying to do that,” Hongjoong responded, “give it time.”

“Maybe you just need to get under someone else,” Yeosang chimed in.

Hongjoong snapped his fingers like he had just had an ah-ha moment and pointed finger guns at you. “Yes, that’s what you need.”

“Guys,” you whined, nudging there sides, “I do not need to get fucked to get over them.”

“Fair enough,” Yeosang nodded, backing away with his hands up in surrender, “I just know you. You need an external push to actually take another step forward.”

You nodded, throwing your head back with a loud sigh. “I just know I should have never gotten involved with either of them in the first place. I mean, Wooyoung and I being so close not only emotionally, but physically in the dorm rooms, it was inevitable that at some point we’d let our inhibitions slip.”

“Did you guys ever talk about it?” Yeosang asked.

You shook your head. “No, we both never addressed it and just acted like everything was normal. I can’t blame him for feeling the way I do when I see him flirting with other people when we silently chose to act like nothing happened. It was a dumb decision, we were drunk.”

“You don’t know how he actually feels, En, you really should talk to him. Maybe he's hiding the fact that he isn’t actually over that night, either. You know he’s good at putting on a brave face.” Hongjoong added.

You bit your lips as you thought about what Hongjoong had just said. It’s true, maybe he did feel the same way about the situation. But, it seemed like when it came to sex and romance, neither of you were great at communicating and just decided to shove the feelings down instead. “Maybe you’re right,” you said. “Since Yunho and I started hanging out one on one over the summer, I swore I was getting over Wooyoung until I saw him again.”

“Did you and Yunho ever… You know?” Hongjoong asked, and you knew exactly what he was referring to.

“No, we only held hands sometimes. I thought how I felt for him was purely platonic until I heard from Seonghwa that he had started seeing that sophomore a few weeks ago.”

“You know they broke up, right? She was just using him for his money. He was pissed when he found out. That’s why it only lasted a couple of weeks.”

“I knew they broke up,” you confirmed, “but of course, seeing him all over that girl in the kitchen tonight isn’t helping me feel any better.”

Yeosang and Hongjoong nodded, unsure what else to add to the conversation. It was pretty clear you needed to figure out how to address your feelings, and that wasn’t something they, unfortunately, could help you with.

A few moments later, you saw San approaching the three of you in a rush. “Guys,” he shouted, nearly out of breath, “some freshman is throwing up all over the bathtub, can you please help me out?” He begged.

Yeosang and Hongjoong looked at each other, then let out a gagging sound before agreeing.

The party was hosted by Yeosang at Slytherin, thus his responsibility, but he’d be damned if he had to go through that situation alone. Plus, Hongjoong’s healing abilities would make cleaning the mess up much faster. “We’ll catch you later,” he said, giving you a quick pat on the back before dragging Hongjoong along with him to follow San towards the bathrooms.

You stood there for a moment, allowing your thoughts to wonder while the music tempted you to sway along with it. You didn’t see Wooyoung or Yunho in the kitchen anymore, nor the girls, so they must have moved elsewhere. You felt sick.

“Hmm,” a voice hummed beside you. Your trance was broken, trying to ignore the fact that Jongho was now standing in front of you, along with Mingi. “Must suck, huh? Seeing your two boytoys with other girls,” he taunted.

“What do you want?” You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“Nothing,” he sang, “I was just observing this whole time.”

“And why is that?” You scoffed, “You hate me, Jongho, so why are you watching me tonight?” Mingi smirked beside him, anticipating the potential drama to unfold. He enjoyed a nice cup of tea. Jongho’s face became unreadable for a moment. “And how do you even know about them, anyway?”

“Yeosang talks too loud. His bedroom is far from mine, yet I can still hear him yapping away with you on the phone at night.”

You groaned, mentally facepalming yourself. You weren’t mad at Yeosang, you already knew this about him. But, you were a bit worried if Jongho would say anything to Wooyoung and Yunho. Despite his hostility towards you, though, he didn’t give you the sense that he’d be one to reveal someone else's business. Mingi, on the other hand….

“Don’t,” you seethed, pointing harshly between the two of them, “say anything to them, got it?”

“And what happens if we do, princess?” Mingi provoked.

“Mingi, I swear to god if you say something.” You were gripping his collar at this point.

He laughed, removing your hands from him. “Alright, alright. I won’t. I look forward to seeing how this plays out, though.”

You pushed past him, making sure to shove him with your shoulder in the process. “I need another drink,” you mumbled. The kitchen was empty at this point, all of the guests were either smoking outside on the balcony, overcrowding the common room, fucking in a bed, or sick in the bathrooms.

“En,” Jongho’s voice sent chills up your spine.

You finished pouring your double shot of vodka and downed it quickly before turning around to face Jongho, slamming the shot glass down onto the island. “Can’t you just leave me alone already?” You groaned, “I’m tired of you coming at me all the time. I have no idea why you dislike me so much.”

Jongho’s expression seemed to alternate between remorseful and aggravated in a blink of an eye. “Maybe if you weren’t such a bit-” he cut himself off as a few random students entered the kitchen, laughing loudly. Jongho moved over to you, swiftly taking your hand and pulling you upstairs.

“What the fuck is your issue?” You spat as he closed his bedroom door behind him. While you were grateful to him for bringing you to a quieter place, the fact it was his bedroom made your blood run cold. Never did you expect to be alone with your sworn enemy in their room.

“Just let me explain,” he began to say, before wincing. He groaned, reaching his hand up to his head. He was clearly in pain.

Your resentment towards him melted away, “Are you okay-” but only for a moment.

“I’m tired of you acting like you’re so high and mighty because of your family,” Jongho was back to acting like his usual, shitty self, “waltzing in here, stealing my friends…” He had you backed up against the wall, and you were annoyed at how aroused you were beginning to feel. You weren’t even sure if you hated him mutually, but you certainly weren’t a big fan. Anymore, anyway. “Yeosang and I used to be so close, until you showed up,” he was so close that you could feel the heat of his breath on your face. Then, it dawned on you, what Yeosang had said earlier about getting under one to get over another. With the alcohol now pulsing through your veins, your guard was down. You didn’t care that the man in front of you despised you. Besides, you’d heard that hate fucking made a good time.

“Jongho,” you said, “can you fuck me right now?”

“What?” His eyes were wide, not taking them off of yours.

“I said,” you closed the gap between the two of you, “can you fuck me right now?”

“Why would you want me to fuck you?” He was genuinely confused, but couldn’t deny how hard he was getting from your initiation. “I hate you, remember?”

“That’s exactly why I want you to fuck me right now,” you replied, causing Jongho’s brows to furrow even further, “we can put the adrenaline pumping from our anger to good use, don’t you think?”

He stood there for a moment, unable to move. At that point, he was just as horny as you. He exhaled, allowing his primal instincts to take over. “Fuck,” he growled, dropping his hands to the sides of your head and pulling you closer to him. Without another word, his lips met yours hungrily as he gripped harshly at your hips. You knew about his superhuman level of strength, and it was enticing to experience it under these circumstances. He picked you up and pushed you against the wall and you swore you heard it crack. You wrapped your legs around his waist as your fingers ran through his hair. You moaned, his mouth exploring your neck. He continued leaving a trail of hickeys as his hand found its way under your dress. Quickly pushing aside your panties, his fingers gingerly met your clit and you inhaled sharply. Suddenly, you were lying on your back in his bed as he hovered over you. He helped you remove your dress before inserting two of his fingers without warning, a loud mewl escaping from your lips.

“Oh, fuck,” you winced, simultaneously feeling pain from the lack of time to adjust and pleasure of his fingers curling against your sweet spot.

“I do hate you,” he said in between kisses, “but, god, have I imagined fucking this pretty pussy of yours.”

You screamed as he removed his fingers hastily, replacing them with his cock. You were so lost in the sensations he was creating that you didn’t even realise he had undressed himself. He threw your legs over his shoulder crossing one arm over your ankles to keep them there whilst he wrapped his hand around your neck with the other.

“Jongho,” you moaned, beginning to squirm beneath him, “please,” you begged, “more.”

“Are you sure?” He asked.

You were surprised he asked you such a question. Though, at this moment, you didn’t care if he was nice underneath all of the mean exterior. You just wanted him to keep pounding his hatred into you. You nodded, biting your lip as another groan slipped out. “You said I was a bitch, right?” You taunted between moans, “so fuck me like one.”

Jongho wasted no time as his pace quickened, the sounds of his body slamming against yours echoing throughout the room. “Fuck,” he groaned, “you’re so tight. Has no one been fucking you lately?”

“You already know this,” you sneered, gripping the wrist of his hand around your neck harder as you yelped, his cock continuing to pound against your cervix. “Have you forgotten our conversation earlier?”

Jongho pulled you up, his hand reaching behind the back of your head so he could grip your hair and keep you upright pressed against him. “I thought bitches always got fucked?”

“They do,” your eyes began to roll, “that’s why you’re fucking me right.” Jongho’s thrust began to get sloppy as he began to reach his peak. Low grunts fell from his lips, harmonising perfectly with your higher moans. “Make me come like the bitch I am.”

With that, he gathered up all the remaining energy he could muster to finish both of you. His face was so fucked out as he felt you squirt all over his cock, pulling himself out quickly to spill his hot seed onto your stomach. He collapsed beside you, tiredly reaching for the packet of wipes on his night stand. “Here,” he breathed heavily, handing you one, “to clean yourself up.”

“Thank you,” you exhaled, still coming down from your high.

“Jongho?” The two of you sat up abruptly by Seonghwa’s voice coming from the other side of the door. “Are you in here?”

“Fuck,” Jongho muttered, running his fingers through his hair, quickly picking up your clothes and tossing them towards you. “Closet,” he whispered, quickly trying to redress himself and look presentable before opening the door.

You quickly pulled your dress over you as you shuffled into his closet, trying to keep your breathing inaudible.

Jongho took a deep breath before opening his bedroom door to meet Seonghwa. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Mingi is looking for you,” he said, glancing around the room. He could sense Jongho wasn’t alone. “Are you with someone right now?”

“No,” Jongho answered a little too quickly.

“Right…” there was an awkward pause before Seonghwa continued, “well, like I was saying, Mingi is looking for you. I’d rather not have to send him home with Hongjoong pissed, so hurry up.”

Jongho nodded, watching Seonghwa as he walked down the hallway to return to the party. He slowly closed the door, allowing the breath he was holding in to be released. “Fuck,” he muttered.

You wobbled out of the closet, “Do you think I’ll be able to sneak out of here?”

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hyunjinsbelovedamericano · 1 year ago

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Playing roblox with Skz

fluff

i keep on seeing this on my fyp

this idea just seems right to me

Bangchan

He's so old 😭,he would be a bit confused on how the controls work but then get used to it,you guys would play hide and seek and when he's the seeker he would pretend he's not then start chasing you.He would start laughing uncontrollably because of how much your screaming that's when you realise he's the seeker.When your the seeker you would show no mercy on him (as you should)

Lee know

He would 100% bully children on roblox,you can not tell me otherwise.I said this in my Dating skz headcanons pt2,he would bully the other members by accident and then pretend to know nothing about it.He would call their outfits ugly and he would 100% say "I don't speak tags"when someone tries to say something mean so they look like a fool and if someone says something like,"My dad is the owner if roblox",you guys would just burst into laughter

Changbin

He would play royal high,he would have girls come up to him and ask him to roleplay as his gf or something,he would obviously say no and walk away but they would follow him everywhere and try to convince him,what can i say he has game.You guys would have matching outfits in royal high,if you say no he tells you he'll trade you something but then never ends up doing it.He would do his daily log in,daily spin on the wheel gotta get those diamonds because how else would he look snacktastic

Hyunjin

he would play speed draw games,yk those games where you have to draw something and they guess what it is,or those games where you have to draw something and vote which one is the best.He would draw something good then people would say he's hacking and report him even though it does nothing😭.he would force you to vote for him and if you don't he would isolate himself from you for a few minutes

Han

Han would have some ugly avatar and think he's slaying,you just have to go along with it so he doesn't get hurt,everyone thinks he's a troll so when someone brings it up he would get all offended and be like"No,my avatar looks swag",He would play tycoons and obbys,he would be that person who goes into your tycoon and steals your speed coil and weapons then attack you with your own weapons.But when he leaves the tycoon they would put the lazer thing on so that he dies

Felix

he would lowkey have a cute avatar,he's the one who convinced Chan to get roblox.He would play those cooking games,he's just here for the fun.He would also play adopt me and get scammed all the time,someone would be like,"Trade me your Legendary,then i'll trade you back"then he does what they say then they leave the game,he would be so confused 😭,he would start crying in your shoulder because he lost his favourite pet

Seungmin

He would download it,not play it for like 5 months but then starts playing the games,he would play total roblox drama then leave the game until he get the character he wants,not realising he could just buy it.Once he finally,gets the character he wants he causes mayhem,he would win the marshmallow by completing the obbys but if he doesn't he would just say,"I'm seungmin from skz"some people won't believe him but then he'll go on live just to prove his point

Jeongin

he would play fashion famous,play by the rules for once(do you get it?)then get so aggravated when someone who didn't even follow the rule and just wore a big skirt wins,(me too tbh it's so annoying),he would tell you to vote him 5 stars and will watch you vote him five stars because if you don't he'll start complaining.He would try do the same thing and not follow the theme and just wear a big skirt but then lose.He would get frustrated and rage quit

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woobots · 4 months ago

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SMALL APPRECIATION POST <3

hi...people...who...probably got this in their notifcations. LISTEN. i'm sorry for the unwanted tags BUT!! this is just a little thing noting my appreciation or WHATEVER else. please ignore if you want! and uh this is gonna be a part one?? i'll do another part in the future i think :)

okay so actually idk how to start this + order means nothing, just who came to mind first :)

@topazwrld hii <3 thank you for being a WONDERFUL moot just to start it off. i LOVE ur characters & ur groups and just everything, they're all so cool and the way u make ur lineups so pretty always has me so surprised. ur so nice, ty for letting me rant to u abt reyes and letting me make connections with ur ocs </3 - in short, really tysm for just being great and everything!!!

@pureun hi :D UR SO COOL. JUST LIKE FYI. UR SO COOL REALLY. the COOLEST. i'm so excited for all your ocs already, i just know all of them are amazing and just !!!!!!!!!! yeah !!!!!!!!!! thank you for being supportive with my ocs & even other peoples oc! it's very reassuring to get little comments & reblogs but i'm SURE yk that !! anyway, idk how to wrap this up but UR AMAZING !!! ty for the playlist too btw <3

@lcmonheads hi :D I LOVE UR OCS SM !!!! everyone in lemonheads are actually my kids, just so you know!! i love those boys </3 and ofc sweetner !!!!!!! and noah !!!!!!!! ur so nice </3 and just everything u do is so cool !!!! I LOVE IT !!!! STAY AMAZING !!! TY FOR BEING A MOOT !!

@cultkive ur ocs :(( are :(( so :(( cool :(( !!!!!!!!!!!! judy is my most beloved ever...i love her more than anything, just the way u write her and just EVERYTHING !!! not only that but ego too!! they're so cool, ik u just put them out but !!!!!!! yeah. and ur very kind too !!! ty for being kind and everything. ur amazing !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@glasshcvse YOU'RE SO COOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i mean it. you're one of the coolest people in the whole community. ur ocs and everything are one of a KIND !!!! stupid cupid my beloveds btw...and veronika...i love them. actually, like i really like UHMMM admire you??? i'm not sure how to phrase it but you're a very big inspiration to me within the community!!!!

@enaeura HELLO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hi, i just wanted to say ur very amazing & cool and that. i love your ocs and the way you write everything so much. LIKE EVERYTIME I READ ONE OF NAISU'S LITTLE CHAPTERS MY JAW IS ON THE FLOOR. and cleo too </3 i love her so much, she's so cool and amazing. the way u write her is just GREAT ... but !!!!!!! yeah, you're very cool <3 ur ocs are cool <3 everything abt u is cool <3 stay amazing. OH AND !!!! ateez cleo is my most favorite thing to ever exist. i needed to get that off my chest.

@chcrryade i wasn't sure whether to tag this blog or ur others so...i'll give this one a go, sorry!!!!!!! BUT. i loveeeeeee UR STUFF SOOOO MUCH. cherryade my most beloveds. i love the way you've done everything for them so far, the yt video deep dives??? those are so cool and well written. AND !!!!! kihyun too. he's gotta be one of my top additions. i love him so much. but anyway! ur stuff is so amazing </3 i'm in love with it all. ur so cool, stay cool, stay amazing.

i'm just gonna make a list now of other accounts or people i find so cool or amazing. please forgive me for the tags and i'm sorry i couldn't say anything else, my brain has frozen. BUT I DO LOVE ALL UR ACCS, U GUYS ARE SO COOL AND AMAZING AND I LOOK UP TO AND ADMIRE ALL OF U!!!!!!!

@venusvity ... @v1nylz ... @tab1oid ... @totallystars ... @vhsdolly ... @plasticflwrs ... @dulcebot ... @arcanids ... @99kitsch ... @attuncd ... @ppangs ... @midmourn ... @starbcrnes

I'M SO SORRY FOR ANYONE I DIDN'T MENTION!! + i think the tags cut out after so some of u might not've been tagged but that's tumblrs fault i promise...

#guys idk what to tag im gonna go into hiding forever #i'm so sorry for how awkward this is. u guys are some of the most talented and amazing people ever and I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT #okay goodbye for 3 months #chats.

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ik you just posted one like this but I’d love to get ambushed by him in an alleyway and being forced to suck his dick, oh my godddddd

Its giving the Kurt Russell "Now I KNOW that sounds bad-"

Do I gotta start tagging stuff "Dead dove do not eat"?

Cold air bites at your skin, hair prickling from its icy touch. Stumbling down the steps from the bar, you let out a little giggle. Vision blurred and spinning, balancing seemed to be almost impossible. Saying you were tipsy would be an understatement. Obviously, you were in no state to drive. You had the foresight to have one of your friends drop you off and pick you up, but unfortunately, they were called away for a family emergency. Whatever the fuck that means.

Deciding it's no big deal, since you only live a couple blocks away, you don't call a cab. Might be a nice night for a walk. The crisp air feels good against the warm flush of your skin, it nearly makes you forget about the creep you encountered at the bar. It seemed like the usual harassment case, weirdo wanting your number or a quick fuck. However this guy just felt…Off. So, endowed with the liquid courage you'd been consuming the whole night, you told him off. Digging into his appearance and the creepy manner he was communicating. You made it known that you were too good for him. The man did eventually leave after your loud commotion. Tail tucked under legs, retreating pathetically.

Running your hand across the passing buildings for support, you wobble your way down to a dimly lit section of street. Figures that your route home would have a conspicuous dark patch, bordered by an alleyway that seemed to swallow up the light. Electing the path of brave stupidity, you begin to waltz past the alley, stumbling without support. A hand snakes around your waist and one covers your mouth in a tight clasped. You're yanked into the blackness before you get a chance to realize what's happened.

Your back is slammed into the cold brick wall, you try to speak but are shushed by the entity that grabbed you. A metal blade is pushed into the skin of your neck, just enough so it's a real threat. You raise your hands in a sign of surrender, tears starting to form from realization. Drunk buzz starting to wear off from bounding adrenaline. Starting to whisper some soft pleas, “don't hurt me. Take whatever you want. I won't tell anyone if you let me go. Why are you doing this?” (the basics, yk)

The entity laughs, and you swear you know that voice. You can almost put a face to the voice, your eyes slowly becoming adjusted to the dark. The blade is moved from your neck to push some hair out of your face. His silhouette is a clear black outline inside of the raging dark, malignant eyes sparkling.

“You said all those nasty things to me, Princess. Now I'm going to repay the favor.” Soft rasps in your ear, He's close to you, but now he's moving closer. Pressing his body into you, squeezing you into the wall. His erect penis pushing into you, his face bending awkwardly into the crook of your neck, inhaling the smell. “Aww are you scared, my little lamb? There's no need to worry if you behave. We're just going to have a little bit of fun. Let's see if we can't use that mouth for something more… Productive.”

He lifts his head so he can look into your eyes. Bringing up his hand, he probes your locked lips with his index and middle finger. “Open up, Angel. Gotta get you niiiiiice and ready for me.” You turn your head, and he presses the knife tighter into your neck as a warning. With no choice but to comply, your mouth falls open and he inserts his digits into your mouth.

He feels around inside for a while, before telling you to “suck them good and hard. Practice makes perfect. Don't you want to be perfect for me?” His fingers taste of sweat and chemicals as he pumps them in and out of your mouth. Parting them on the return so they stretch your lips open. Saliva stringing them together, and pulling from your mouth. He pushes them so far in, you gag around them. shutters in what you can only assume is arousal, moaning in pleasure before he begins rubbing his erection on you. dry humping your body while his fingers work your mouth open, trying to create any stimulating friction. Disgust and fear mingling and creating a pit in your stomach. He's letting out huffs between thrusts that contain a mix of praise and degradation. Hot and sticky breath, you can't wait to get away from it. High pitched whining emitted from him, as his legs shutter in place. Head thrown back, as his fingers come to a standstill in your mouth. A wicked smile plastered on his face, his pants are now coated with his seed.

He pulls his hand free from your mouth. “Practice is over, Princess. Time to show me what you learned.” You protest this, shaking your head. Frightfully pale and queasy. He grabs your throat, tightly squeezing it. “get on your fucking knees, Angel.” Each pet name he spits with absolute vitriol. He lets you go, coughing and weezing. You slowly lower yourself to your knees, resolving yourself to just go along with what he wants. “Look at youuuuu! So pretty for me on your knees, all for me to ruin!” He purrs. He motions at his pants. “go ahead, pretty thing. Work for it if you want it.” you sob gently, tears streaming down your face. Working to undo his belt and pants, sticky to peel off from the ecstasy he worked up earlier. His dick springs free, hitting the cold air and making him hiss. You reluctantly look around and start at the tip. Giving small kitten licks, nauseated by the taste. His hands find purchase in your hair as he urges you on, thrusting his hips to meet your lips, you cough around his cock and he moans sweetly. Gently bobbing your head up and down, and he's muttering prayers to an unseen entity.

“Now tell me again, my arrogant Angel, are you still better than me?” sentence punctuated by loud and heavy huffs. Each jerking motion of his hips sends him deeper down your throat, tears prick your eyes as you struggle to breathe. You whimper at the sensation, and he keens.

Lightheaded and dizzy from the oxygen starvation, his pace speeds up ferociously. erratic rutting, pulling your hair back and forth, using you as a human fleshlight. Chasing the mounting high, stimulating himself as best as he possibly can. Animalistic growls and grunts pour from his mouth. They may have been words at one point but have found themselves incoherent. Warm seed fills your mouth and runs down your throat. His cock still firmly planted in your mouth and throat, his hands buried in your hair keeping you complacent. You struggle to swallow around the obstruction, and he loosens his grip. Dropping you to collapse on the pavement, eyes puffy from crying. He tucks himself back into his pants, belt chiming happily as it's reconnected. “Be a good girl now, little Angel, and be polite next time.”

#“you gonna cancel me? Gen Z me bruh?”#i will not be deleting comments. go ahead and say whatever. but just remember its your choice to just skip over this post 😘#eat your fucking heart out #longlegs #longlegs x reader #ask #dale kobble #dale kobble x reader

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