#c!bbh x reader

[her-favorite]

PRETTY MAMA SEWS; C. STURNIOLO

CHRIS STURNIOLO X F!READER

warnings: angst, toxic!chris / toxic relationship, mentions of sex but no smut

wc: 1.249 (short but it fits with the song length)

a/n: REQUESTED! i basically never write for chris and for some reason a fic based on bbh screams chris to me - i’ll be honest, i was watching slushynoobz while writing this so anything that came to my head, i wrote down immediately

SYNOPSIS: You and Chris weren’t a perfect match, completely the opposite. Yet, you can’t bring yourself to stop going back to him.. and vice versa..

for @chrissv4mp <3

@mattybsgroupie <3

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You and Chris broke up for a reason: you two just weren’t compatible.

But when you roamed around the party, flashing neon lights blinding you as sweaty bodies mingled together, your eyes almost immediately drifted towards him. That stupid smile on his face, with his stupid hair and his stupid outfit.

Your eyes watched the way his pink lips spoke, spewing nonsense about you. He always had a problem with keeping your name trapped in his mouth.

It was easy to try and forget about him on nights where he didn’t matter to you. But, now, as you wander around this club, all he did was invade your thoughts.

Chris’s blue eyes drifted over, quickly noticing your presence in the crowded place. Though, with everyone in here, yelling and dancing, his eyes immediately picked you out. For years he’s felt this insatiable pull to you, for whatever reason. Yet, he abused the power once he had you. He proclaimed his longing for you, his care and love, but his words fizzled into nothing but ash as you threw all of his things in a fire. He didn’t care about you.

Standing by the bar, you wait impatiently for the bartender to come back from flirting with another customer. The loud music envelopes your thoughts, taking over your mind. Ordering a drink, your eyes wander the place as they take in all of the different people chatting together.

From a few tables away, Chris’s eyes never falter from your form. They scour your outfit and the way his brain immediately pictures the way you used to look underneath him, writhing and moaning for him. His ears block out any other noise, ignoring his friends and the random people at his table. They center in on your lips, the ones you’re anxiously biting as you wait and wait for the drink you ordered over a few minutes ago. Looking at them, Chris remembers the way they felt against his - the soft, pillowy cushions of your lips mixing with his.

Swallowing the harsh liquid quickly, you cringe as you slam the glass back down on the solid bar. Exhaling deeply, your thoughts are always brought back to the man a few feet away from you. You shut your eyes tightly as you look down, trying to rid yourself of him, though all you could feel was his presence in the room with you. Just because you both weren’t made for each other, doesn’t mean you didn’t care about him.

Sighing, you come to terms with the fact you’re not going to be able to have a good night with him here. Clenching your jaw, you lick over your lips as you turn, beelining towards the door.

Chris follows your movements as he turns his head to look at you. He feels an indescribable pull to you, some sort of unquenchable desire that envelops his body with greed. As if in a trance, Chris gets up from his seat at the booth, his eyes never straying from your figure.

“What’re you doin’, man?” One of Chris’s friends calls out to him, over the booming music vibrating the club room. Chris ignores him as the question doesn’t even register in his mind, too set on finding you and putting out his internal fire of need.

Darting out of the club, Chris throws the door open as his blue eyes wander the area. Turning to the right, his eyes widen slightly as he sees you, letting go of the door and rushing over to you. You hadn’t noticed his footsteps as you make your way down the sidewalk. Chris knew your body language too well to not realize the almost unnoticeable way you walk tiredly, the heels you wore quickly making your feet ache.

“Hey, mama.” Chris walks up next to you, falling in-step with you. His voice makes you flinch slightly, not expecting it. His eyes remain on your side profile, not looking forward despite the risk of the decision.

“Go away, Chris.” You sigh, keeping your eyes ahead of you. The nighttime breeze hits you, blowing your hair softly with the wind. Despite the cool air, you could feel the warmth radiating from Chris. There were nights where you used to cuddle up into him, seeking out his warmth when it got too cold in his room. The heat he emitted to you, the comforting feeling of being close to your lover used to soothe you, bringing you closer to sleep on bad nights. But now, all the warmth that you feel is empty - it’s not here to soothe you and your worries, it’s here to mock you because all Chris wants is to use you until he gets bored again.

And as much as you wished you could resist him, you find yourself here, again. Lying in his bed bare as your limbs go limp, your chest heaving. Chris moves around his room, searching for a new pair of boxers as if you weren’t even here.

You and everyone close to you knew of your addiction to the toxic man. They berated and cursed you as you retreated back to his intoxicating form, not understanding the solace Chris brings you whenever you landed back in his familiar bed. It wasn’t often enough to not be able to count on your fingers, but it was enough to feel guilt for it. Especially when you remember the way he’s treated you.

You and Chris would be perfectly described as a tragedy.

There was no happy ending for either of you, together or not. When you two were together, it was easy to wear this façade that you both loved each other; that you both cared deeply about the others feelings. But inside, it was nothing but counterfeit infatuation.

From the start, you and Chris should’ve known how this would end. When you and him started dating, it was easy to fall in love with him; his boyish charm, his charisma, his pretty face. But after months of trying and begging for his attention and his love, he chewed you up and spat you back out. Yet, Chris spends each night, wishing he was the one pleasing you instead of some random girl pleasing him. No matter the amount of hookups he has, they can’t replace you. He hates it, he fucking despises it. Who gave you the right to occupy his every waking thought? Especially when he was the one that treated you like shit.

By now, you’ve come to terms with the fact no one else could make you feel the way Chris does.

The dates you’ve been on, the random, spontaneous hookups you’ve picked up on rare occasions, and even the several people you’ve messaged back and forth with over the years. No one was him. You’ve gotten used to the loneliness of it all, not having a lover to soothe you and ground you. Just old memories of a past one that doomed you to be devoted to him.

There are instances, at scattered times, where you recall that you were the one that escaped from his grasp.

You were sure Chris manipulated others into his intoxicating presence, begging and pleading for his attention. Despite your beliefs, Chris’s new targets are beseeching for his thoughts to run away from you. Because, even with his poisonous ways, Chris still needs you. He will never stop begging for you to stay.

Love is devoting yourself to someone else.

Love is suicide.

[baekhyunsbestie]

♡⸝⸝ sparks and vows (bbh series!) ⊹。°˖➴

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧♡₊˚ s&v playlist・₊✧♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧🥂

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 pairing: soloist!baekhyun x reader aka [✶] 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 content: 18+/MDNI. strangers to lovers, wedding!au, angst, fluff, exos and o/c's, pussy whipped baek, ex-playboy baek, ceo nepo baby reader, smut (tbh probs every chapter), language, scenes with alcohol +/or smoking throughout story, pretty tame tho tbh!!! ଘ(ᵕ˵ ૩ᵕ)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ takes place right after the gala, slight exhibitionism? smoking, ex-fiance and his creature appearance, baekhyun’s a panty sniffer/thief 😭, this chapter is p much porn w a plot 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 wc: 5,600-ish? 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 a/n: dvsn has been on a heavy rotation whilst writing this chapter 🙂‍↕️🫣 but this specific song is so s&v bbh coded. also, i made a spotify playlist for this series :) link is above hehehehehehehehe <3 enjoy the filthy smut babes!! this chapter was supposed to be like double the wc but i think im just going to do shorter chapters and make the story have a few more chapters than intended hehe

s&v | mlist | ch.1 | ch.2 | ★ ch.3 try/effortless ★ | next

the after-party for the gala unfolded in a breathtakingly opulent space downtown, one of many jewels among the venues and clubs owned by hana’s family. this year, [✶] decided to actually make an appearance—a rare move. maybe it was the high she got from the gala’s overwhelming success—or maybe it was because she couldn’t stop thinking about baekhyun, his tantalizing performance replaying in her mind.

his voice had been like velvet, smooth and rich as it wrapped around each lyric. every note seemed designed to captivate, but it was more than just his voice—it was the way he performed. the way his body moved with such effortless precision, fluid and sensual, as if he knew exactly how to command the room’s attention. but it was the moments when his gaze would land on her, when he’d purposefully sing certain lyrics while locking eyes, that made her stomach flutter.

his entire performance had left her buzzing, her heart pounding, and she couldn’t shake the sensation. now, as she navigated the after-party, all she could think about was finding him again—if only to tell him how completely he had captivated her, how his voice had stirred something deep inside her that she couldn’t quite explain.

the room glowed with soft, golden light, casting an enchanting shimmer over the crowd. the air was thick with the intoxicating blend of perfume, champagne, and the heady rhythm of music that pulsed through the night.

[✶] moved through the throng of revelers with graceful determination, her presence commanding admiring glances as she weaved across the dance floor. the room shimmered with luxury as guests—from the elite wealthy to influential figures and high-profile celebrities—mingled in elegant conversation. the hum of admiration brushed against [✶]’s skin like a gentle breeze, each compliment light yet resonant, making her feel as if she were wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and affirmation. 

her dress—an elegant, flowing red piece that swirled with each step—seemed to ripple like liquid silver under the ambient lights. paparazzi flashes sparkled like distant stars, capturing moments of glamour that would be immortalized in magazines and social media feeds. she left behind a trail of congratulatory whispers and heartfelt compliments, each one a reflection of the night’s success and her undeniable charm. 

as she approached the bar, the pulsating beat of the music grew more insistent, a vibrant counterpoint to the murmurs of appreciation that surrounded her. the bar itself was a sleek, modern marvel, its surface gleaming under the spotlights like a polished gem. behind it, an array of exotic cocktails and fine spirits awaited, their colors gleaming enticingly in the ambient light.

[✶] approached the bar with fluid elegance, her movements perfectly in sync with the rhythm of the party. the crowd’s warmth pressed in around her, a palpable buzz of energy and celebration that echoed the triumph of the night.

at the bar, bartenders worked with a practiced ease, their hands a blur of artistry as they crafted drinks with finesse. [✶] leaned casually against the counter, her eyes drifting over the room while she waited. the scene before her was a kaleidoscope of color, light, and sound—a dazzling celebration of glamour and excitement.

her gaze skimmed over the crowd, searching for hana or kyungsoo, but they were nowhere in sight. the club was packed, making it nearly impossible to spot familiar faces in the sea of elegant dresses and sharp tuxedos. the hum of conversation, mixed with the soft clinking of glasses, created a symphony of laughter and voices.

her thoughts wandered, hoping to catch a glimpse of baekhyun. she wanted to congratulate him on his mesmirizing performance, her heart fluttering at the thought of seeing him again tonight.

her gaze lingered, momentarily lost in the sea of faces and silhouettes, until a familiar figure appeared through the crowd heading towards her. the unmistakable gait, the confident stride, the sculpted physique—each detail as familiar to her as her own reflection. as he drew closer, a radiant smile illuminated his face, the kind of smile that could light up a room. the kind that once meant everything to her.

no, it can’t be.

not him. not tonight.

she feels her breath catch, her chest tightening as mhery eyes lock onto the figure moving toward her. the stride, the posture—it’s him. daniel. she don’t even need to see his face to know. six months of silence, and of course, he’s here. of fucking course, she runs into him now, when she’s least prepared.

maybe he hasn’t seen mhere. maybe he’ll turn around and leave. if she just looks away, he’ll get the hint, right? god, why does he still walk like that—like he owns the damn room?

or she could leave. just slip away before he reaches her. she doesn’t need to do this tonight. she doesn’t need him dredging up the past, reminding her of everything she;’s been trying to bury. but her feet feel glued to the floor, like her body’s betraying her, forcing her to face him.

does she pretend not to care? should she act like she’s over it—over him?

she can’t do this. not now.

but she know it’s too late. he’s right behind her.

[✶] freezes, caught off guard, just as the barista slides her drink across the counter. the glass glints under the ambient light, its cool surface pressing against her palm, anchoring her to the moment. a part of her hopes—prays—that if she doesn’t acknowledge him, if she just ignores the familiar pull of his presence, maybe he’ll disappear. maybe this encounter will vanish as quickly as it appeared. but that’s not how this works, is it?

“it’s nice to see you finally enjoying yourself,” daniel’s voice cuts through her thoughts, dragging her back to the present. his eyes glint as they flick toward the drink in her hand. “i remember how i had to practically drag you to these events. and even then, you wouldn’t touch a drink without a little nudge.”

his laugh follows, a sound that once carried warmth, now piercing straight through her chest. she hates that it still affects her—the way it teeters between affection and teasing, the way it used to make her feel like he knew her better than anyone. but now, it just feels… hollow. mocking, almost.

memories flood back, uninvited. the exhaustion of hosting event after event, retreating back to their shared penthouse, drained, while he would head out to continue the night. she’d always insisted he go, that he enjoy himself, though she never imagined how far he’d take it. a bitter pang twists in her chest, the sting of those nights he’d spent tangled up with someone else—nights that shattered everything you thought you knew about him.

but she pushes it down, swallowing the resentment as she meet his gaze. there’s tension there, the kind that’s never fully settled—nostalgia twisted with a bitter aftertaste.

“nice to see you, too, daniel.” her voice is calm, each word measured and cool. she lifts the cocktail to her lips, the glass icy against her fingers, a contrast to the firestorm brewing inside her. the deep amber liquid swirls lazily in the glass, catching the light in a way that feels almost too fitting for this moment.

daniel shifts on his feet, the subtle discomfort in his posture betraying him. “look,” he starts, his tone softer now, more careful, “i just wanted to say…we should still be on good terms. our families are moving forward with the merger, after all.”

and there it is. the inevitable lee-kim merger, a union that was supposed to be our story. a high-society fairytale, where two hotel empires become one glittering entity. lavish galas, magazine covers, and seamless wealth—it was all laid out like a goddamn hallmark movie waiting to happen.

except they were never the perfect couple. and they both knew it.

she takes another sip, letting the burn of the alcohol dull the edge of his words, the heavy reminder of the life we were supposed to lead, the one that was never truly theirs.

yet now, the once-gleaming promise between her and daniel has tarnished, marred by the weight of their separation. what was once a vision of a dazzling future together now feels tainted by a bitter undertone. the merger—more than just a business deal—has become a symbol of everything that’s unraveled. the dream of a shared empire has transformed into a backdrop for unresolved emotions and lingering questions that neither of them have dared to address.

daniel’s eyes search hers, hoping, maybe even pleading, to find a spark of the easy camaraderie they used to share. but all she gives him is frosty distance, a cold echo of the fractured past between them.

she can’t bring yourself to speak. instead, she looks down at the polished marble floor, her gaze heavy with uncertainty, unable to meet his. the weight of her insecurity anchors her in place, rendering her speechless. all she can manage is a faint nod, her usual confidence momentarily swallowed by the tension of the moment.

daniel’s mouth hangs open as if he’s about to say something else, but before he can find the words, slender arms wrap around his waist from behind. the touch is soft yet deliberate, and a melodious, feminine voice fills the air. "there you are, i’ve been looking everywhere for you."

you watch as a woman glides into view beside him, her movements smooth, almost rehearsed. she emerges from the shadows and into [✶]’s line of sight, a picture of calculated poise. "oh, [✶]," min’s voice rings out with a tone that drips with false familiarity. her smile, though polite, barely masks the disdain lurking beneath. "you did an incredible job at the gala today. i’ve heard nothing but praise. so sorry we couldn’t make it."

her words feel like a slap coated in sugar. [✶] forces a smile, though irritation simmers beneath the surface. "thanks?" the word comes out sharper than she intended, laced with polite defiance. "though i don’t recall extending an invitation to you."

min’s smug expression falters for a brief moment, twisting into a mask of annoyance. the tension between them is almost palpable, hanging thick in the air. after an agonizing beat of silence, [✶] takes a swift gulp of her drink, the bitter taste burning down her throat as she musters the will to escape. she excuses yourself, needing to get away from the disheartening scene that’s unfolding before her.

the weight of everything presses down on her as she walks away—daniel’s betrayal, min’s false charm, the bitter taste of what could have been.

navigating through the crowd, her breath becomes shallow, chest tightening under the crushing weight of her emotions. questions hammer throughout her mind: how the hell could he bring the woman he cheated on me with here? and why the fuck would he even show up at all?

[✶] pushes through to the nearest exit, the door closing behind her with a sharp, final click. the stairwell before her is a stark contrast to the glitzy chaos of the party—quiet, cool, and empty. leaning against the cold wall, she let out a long, shuddering sigh. the air here is cleaner, fresher, and with each exhale, the suffocating pressure on her chest begins to ease. slowly, a sense of calm washes over her, the nerves settling as she savors the silence.

“feeling claustrophobic?” a familiar voice calls down from the top of the small flight of stairs.

[✶]’s heart lifts at the sound of baekhyun’s voice, relief washing over her. “yeah, something like that. i’m not really a fan of these kinds of events,” she replies, a genuine smile tugging at her lips as she glances up at him. she chose not to burden him with her troubles about daniel and his new companion. “what about you? hiding out up here?”

“same as you,” he says with a casual shrug. “just needed a break from all the noise. honestly, i’m not a fan of these things either, but how could i resist knowing you’d be here?”

baekhyun catches sight of the flush creeping across her cheeks at his comment, and his smile broadens, mischief dancing in his eyes. “have you already been drinking,” he teases, leaning in slightly, “or is that blush because of me?” his playful tone makes it hard to keep a straight face.

she raises an eyebrow, a smirk forming on her lips. “maybe it’s a little bit of both. you do seem to have that effect on me. annoyingly so.” she playfully shrugs, savoring the banter as she holds his gaze.

baekhyun chuckles softly, a twinkle in his eye. “i was thinking of heading up to the rooftop for a quick smoke. wanna' join me? i promise the view will be much more romantic than this cold, empty stairwell.” he tilts his head slightly, inviting her with casual confidence as he reaches his hand out for her.

[✶] laughs, nodding in agreement. “yeah, let’s go.” she slips her hand into his, the warmth of his touch grounding her as he leads her up the stairs.

the rooftop was a bright oasis high above the busy city, surprisingly calm despite the lively party going on downstairs that they had just left. strings of market lights crisscrossed overhead, casting a warm, golden glow that danced across the space. each bulb hung like a tiny star, twinkling softly to create a canopy of light that transformed the night into a magical dreamscape. cocktail tables dressed in crisp white linens were scattered throughout, their gleaming surfaces catching the light and reflecting it back in gentle shimmers. trendy patio furniture, upholstered in plush fabrics of deep navy and rich charcoal, was arranged in cozy clusters, inviting intimate conversations under the starry sky.

her eyes widened as she took in the breathtaking panorama of the city’s skyline. the lights below stretched out like a blanket of stars, each building illuminated and shimmering against the dark canvas of the night. the air was cool and crisp, carrying with it a whisper of the city’s vibrant energy. this view would never tire her.

she turned her gaze towards baekhyun, a warm smile spreading across her face as she took in the view. the soft lighting casting down his features made him look so irresistible. "you were amazing earlier, by the way," she said, her voice soft but full of admiration. she settled onto the chaise beside him, her thighs brushing against his. “now i get why you’re so popular,” [✶] flirted, her eyes sparkling with playful admiration.

he offered a humble smile, the corners of his mouth lifting in a shy, almost boyish manner. a subtle blush crept across his cheeks, a delicate flush of pink that hinted at his embarrassment. he reached into the inner pocket of his coat with practiced ease, extracting a slender cigarette with a flick of his wrist. as he placed it between his lips, the dim light from the street below caught the gleam of the cigarette's white paper.

with a quick, fluid motion, he shielded the flame of his lighter from the gentle breeze with the palm of his hand. the tiny flame flickered briefly, casting a warm, golden glow that illuminated his face in sharp relief against the encroaching darkness. the light danced across his features, highlighting the intensity of his gaze and the subtle lines of concentration on his forehead as he drew the cigarette to life.

baekhyun inhaled deeply, the ember at the tip of the cigarette glowing a fierce orange. he exhaled a plume of smoke, which swirled and dissipated into the night air, mingling with the shadows around them.

"well, i had to give it my all for my girl, didn't i?" he said, his voice blending playful confidence with genuine affection. he settled back on the chaise, leaning in closer as he carefully offered her his cigarette. "you really set the bar high the last time we met. all i did this week was rehearse for it. i was so nervous for tonight that i hardly slept at all."

[✶] let out a soft, melodious giggle, a sound that seemed to weave through the night air like a sweet, captivating melody. her eyes sparkled with amusement, their twinkle betraying her lighthearted teasing. she raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a teasing smirk that was both charming and provocative. “'my girl'?” she echoed him, her tone light but edged with playful mockery as she takes a drag of their shared cigarette before handing it back to him. “geez, baek, you might want to take a girl out to dinner first before you start laying claim.”

baekhyun’s laughter rang out again, a deep, resonant sound that filled the rooftop with a warm, infectious energy. his voice carried a note of playful disbelief, a blend of incredulity and endearing affection. “whaaaat?” he responded, his tone both surprised and amused, the echo of his voice lingering in the night air. “and what about our night together last weekend, huh? i thought i did a damn good job claiming you then—”

his playful words were cut short as [✶] placed a hand over his mouth, her eyes wide with a blend of shock and amusement. “are you crazy?” she half-shouted, her voice tinged with urgency. “what if someone hears you?” her head whipped around, scanning the rooftop with a frantic energy. the only sounds were the distant hum of the city below and the soft rustle of the breeze. empty, just as they had hoped when they slipped away to this secluded spot.

baekhyun’s gaze softened as he looked at her, really looked at her. the moonlight highlighted the gentle curve of her cheek and the sparkle in her eyes, making her seem almost otherworldly, like a dream. he couldn’t stand the space between them anymore. her soft, inviting lips called to him with an irresistible pull, and he felt a deep ache to kiss her. the brush of her delicate hand against his skin sent a jolt of electricity through him, creating a tense atmosphere between them.

with a sudden, decisive movement, baekhyun stubbed out their cigarette, the ember hissing as it met the ground. he gently but firmly moved her hand away from his mouth, his touch lingering as if he wanted to savor the moment. his eyes locking onto hers, filled with longing and unspoken desire.

he reached out, his hands cradling either side of her face with a tenderness that belied the strength of his touch. the world around them seemed to dissolve into a blur of distant sounds and hazy shapes, leaving only the two of them suspended in this intimate moment. his fingers, warm and gentle, rested against her cheeks, tracing the delicate curve of her jaw with a sense of high regard.

the kiss felt soft and gentle, like the first snowfall, full of warmth and longing. he seemed uncertain about whether he should kiss her, but he couldn’t resist the strong attraction that pulled him closer. his tender touch showed his vulnerability, and the warmth of the kiss revealed just how deep his feelings were.

he braced himself for her to pull away, perhaps even to strike him with a forceful reminder that she wasn’t ready. but instead of rejection, he felt the subtle, reassuring pressure of her lips moving in harmony with his. her response was a silent affirmation, a gentle surrender as she leaned into his touch. in that fleeting instant, he sensed her melting into his embrace, and a realization dawned on him: she wanted him too.

when he finally drew back, giving them both a moment to breathe, his hands remained caressing the sides of her face, as though holding onto the lingering warmth of their shared kiss. "fuck it, let them hear," he murmured against her lips, his voice low and filled with a raw, unfiltered desire. "i'm not trying to hide you."

she looked at him with an intensity that spoke of unspoken dreams and deep-seated longing. in that moment, her resolve crystallized, and she knew she couldn’t bear to keep him at a distance any longer. 'fuck it,' she thought to herself, echoing his words as she grasped his face in her hands. with a surge of urgency and an intense need, she closed the distance between them a second time, this time of her doing. pressing her lips to his with a passion that had been building beneath the surface all along.

what began as a tender, innocent kiss quickly ignited into a blazing inferno of passion. their lips, initially gentle, pressed together with growing urgency, as if they were both starved for each other's touch. hands roamed with a passion that defied reason, fingertips exploring every curve and contour of their bodies. their proximity was electric, the heat between them tangible as he pulled her onto his lap. 

the fabric of their garments, once a mere formality, now felt like a stifling constraint against the searing intimacy they craved. soft, breathy moans escaped their lips with every caress, every touch that struck a sensitive spot, sending shivers down their spines. each sound was an indication to the mounting desire that drove them further.

baekhyun’s need was undeniable, pressing hard between her thighs as she straddled him, just as he could feel the heat of her damp core grinding down against him. the sudden friction made his breath catch, his chest rising sharply beneath her. a low hum rumbled from him, sending a shiver down her spine as his hands roamed up her legs, the touch electric. his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of her dress, slowly dragging it higher until he could cup her ass fully, giving it a firm squeeze that had her moaning softly into his ear.

his slender fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements with an unhurried precision, encouraging each roll and grind of her hips against his growing bulge. the wet fabric of her panties soaked through to his slacks, the mix of her arousal spreading with every slow, needy swirl. he knew exactly what he was doing—teasing her, drawing out her desperation, the game as much for his pleasure as it was for hers.

he loved seeing her like this, clinging to his shoulders with trembling hands, breathless and needy, her mind clouded with nothing but him. she whispered his name in broken syllables, the sound like music to his ears, and he reveled in it. every grind, every shift of her body against him brought her closer to the edge, and he knew she was barely holding on.

but baekhyun wasn’t in any hurry. he wanted her to come undone slowly, to make her crave him so completely that she’d be begging for more by the time he finally gave in. and she could feel it—that unspoken promise of what was to come, hanging heavy in the air as he watched her lose herself in the moment, every touch, every grind pushing her closer to her limit.

“baekhyun…” she whines, her voice a soft plea as her hips roll languidly against his, drawing a low, ragged groan from him. his thighs tense beneath her, and the sound is followed by a breathless, teasing laugh as he leans in, grazing his teeth along her jaw. "i know, princess," he murmurs, his voice a dangerous mix of playfulness and promise. "gonna take good care of you."

his dark gaze locks with her, heavy with intent, as his grip tightens on her hips. slowly, but with a clear hunger, he takes control, guiding her body to grind messily against his slacks, each desperate movement sending jolts of pleasure through her. her sensitive, clothed clit brushes over the hardness beneath his pants, and each touch feels like it's designed just for her, like her body was truly made for him. 

baekhyun’s lips find her neck, nipping at her skin as her breath hitches, overwhelmed by the intoxicating closeness. "you're gonna make me cum, baek—please!" the words spill out between ragged breaths, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling a sharp hiss from his lips. another desperate swirl of her hips has him groaning deeply, the friction unbearable when she slowly grinds herself down onto his thick, clothed cock.

with a sudden pull, he drags her closer, the carnal need between her both tightening with each passing second. "oh, is that right?" his voice thick with amusement. "don't get too greedy, sweet girl. i’m not done with you yet."

baekhyun’s hands, driven by pure instinct, slide between her thighs. she responds immediately, parting her legs wider to give him full access, a silent plea for more. his fingers brush over her soaked panties, and he lets out a low, satisfied groan, the sensation only stoking the fire burning between them.

he knew how wet she was—he felt it when she was grinding against him, the way her body was shamelessly pressing into him. but now, with his fingers grazing her damp heat through the thin fabric, the reality hits him in a way that has his pulse spiking. she’s drenched, practically dripping with need, and as he slips a finger under the material to touch her bare skin, he realizes just how ready she is for him.

"fuck," he mutters under his breath, voice tight with barely-contained desire. the feel of her slickness against his fingertips is overwhelming, making the moment crackle with intensity. he circles your swollen clit slowly, teasingly, watching her expression twist with pleasure, the way her body reacts to every move he makes.

"you’re so wet for me," he growls, the words rough and needy as his fingers dip lower, collecting more of your arousal. "i could’ve sworn i felt it earlier, but this… this is something else." his lips twitch into a wicked smirk, clearly enjoying how worked up she is beneath his touch.

her hips buck against his hand, seeking more friction, more of him. and baekhyun, ever the tease, obliges—but just enough to drive her wild, not enough to give her what she’s really craving.

"patience," he whispers, his breath hot against her ear. "i'm not finished making you fall apart for me yet."

baekhyun gently laid [✶] down on the chaise, his movements deliberate and tender. he carefully dismounted, kneeling in front of her with an almost reverent gaze. his fingers, deft and sure, began to lift her dress, his touch sending shivers across her skin. he slid her panties aside with practiced ease, the fabric brushing against her skin with a soft whisper.

"baekhyun, w-what are you doing?" she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and growing awareness. “here? right now?”

baekhyun's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her arousal, her sex glistening with an urgent sheen. with a deliberate, almost ceremonious motion, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, his touch both possessive and tender. "i told you i was going to take care of you," his face dangerously close to her core. the delicious sight before her driving her to the brink of insanity. "try to stay still for me, my girl," he commanded, his voice low and sultry. 

baekhyun's heartbeat pounds in his ears as he instructs her to arch her hips, his voice low and commanding. she complies, letting him slide her panties down her legs with a deliberate slowness. he doesn’t even hide the wicked grin as he brings them to his nose, eyes fluttering closed while he inhales deeply before slipping them into his pocket. the sight makes her cheeks flush with heat.

"perv," she teases, biting her lip to hide the smile creeping onto her face.

“better get used to it,” baekhyun smirks, his voice dripping with sin. and before she can respond, he’s between her legs, wasting no time. she barely has a second to process what’s happening, her mind racing with the realization of just how exposed and vulnerable she is—they are. she glances around the rooftop, a quick check to make sure they’re still alone, but the feeling of baekhyun’s hot breath ghosting over her bare skin snaps her back into the moment.

he licks his lips, the hunger in his eyes making her pulse race. without another word, he leans in, delivering a slow, teasing kitten lick along her slit, and it sends an electric shock straight through her. her body reacts instinctively, arching toward him, desperate for more.

her breath quickens, chest heaving with anticipation as his mouth begins its slow, torturous exploration of her body. his lips trail soft kisses along the insides of her thighs, feather-light touches that only heighten her need. when his mouth returns to her soaked heat, it’s with a new intensity. he groans against her, his tongue swirling with a sinful hunger, and the sound vibrates through her core. 

the way baekhyun devours her—his lips, his tongue, the hum of satisfaction vibrating from his throat—has her head spinning. every moan of his is muffled against her, swallowed by her body, while his breathless praises spill out like worship between each kiss onto her pussy. “you taste so good, baby. so fucking sweet for me,” he groans, his words sending shivers through her. “i can't believe i went a week, a whole week, without tasting you.”

it’s taking everything in him not to lose control, but there’s more to this moment than just the physical need. this woman before him is his, wholeheartedly and irrevocably. and it’s not like he hasn’t tasted her before—he had been buried between her thighs just this last weekend, rearranging her insides like the fate of the world depended on it—but nothing compared to this.

this moment right here finalizes it for baekhyun. every doubt he ever had about being in a serious relationship with her? gone. out the fucking window. he can’t go another day without tasting this sweet cunt of hers. without being wrapped in her warmth. and the way she’s responding, grinding herself against his delicious mouth as he devours her like a man starved, tells him everything he needs to know.

[✶] feels the same. she’s never been eaten out like this before—with so much passion, so much raw emotion. this isn’t just lust. it’s devotion, and she craves it, needs it. she’s never going to want anything less–she’ll never settle for less.

he swears the nearer she is to her climax, the sweeter she tastes, and the sight of her unraveling beneath him—her face contorted in pleasure—is enough to make him almost cum in his fucking slacks. this? this is heaven. and they both know they need it, this intimacy, every single day.

her hands tangle into his raven hair, tugging him closer, needing him deeper. the way his lips suck on her clit, the way his tongue flicks and swirls, it's maddening. she feels her thighs start to tremble, tightening around his head as the pleasure builds, her body practically singing with each movement of his mouth.

baekhyun’s grip on her hips tightens, anchoring her to him as he works her closer to the edge. the sound of her moans and the wetness of his eager tongue fills the air between them. he doesn’t stop, won’t stop, even as she feels herself tipping over the edge, until finally, the dam breaks and she’s falling, crying out his name as she comes undone beneath him.

even as the aftershocks pulse through her, baekhyun continues, savoring every drop of her release. his lips never leave her skin, not until she’s so sensitive that she gently pushes his head away, gasping for breath. he pulls back, lips glistening with her arousal, a satisfied grin on his face as he looks up at her.

“god you’re fucking perfect,” he murmurs, his voice thick with pride, and she can’t help but smile through the haze of her orgasm. “and all fucking mine.”

[✶] gazes down at baekhyun, her chest still heaving from the high he had just sent her crashing from. his bangs were damp, clinging messily to his forehead, his face slick with a mix of sweat and her release. he looked up at her, eyes hooded with a combination of adoration and raw, unrestrained lust. the sight of him like this, on his knees and completely wrecked by her, sent a rush of heat through her all over again.

without a second thought, she reached out, pulling him up toward her. he stood effortlessly, his body towering over hers as one hand braced against the back of the chaise while the other tenderly cradled her cheek. their lips crashed in a heated, desperate kiss, both of them lost in the moment. the taste of herself on his tongue sent sparks through her, reigniting a fire deep inside. she moaned into his mouth, pulling him closer, needing more of him, of everything.

“take me home then,” [✶] whispered breathlessly, her forehead resting against his, their lips just a breath apart. “take me home and show me how i’m yours.”

baekhyun’s dark eyes flashed, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth. “i thought you’d never ask.”

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[seokjinniebangtan]

Hello hope your day is going good and I'm curious what's a story you've been wanting to write but never been getting to it or just in general a storyline that's stuck in your head

c!SKEPPY X READER SMUT

Just a brainrot that invades my mind from time to time. I like to imagine reader being everyone's lover (referring to the characters I listed in my workshop). So reader just gets passed around the SMP, and sometimes other members would hog reader all to themselves too much.

Basically, the moment Skeppy finally has reader all to himself, he takes the chance to drag them back to his and BBH's mansion. Making sure his demon best friend was not home, Skeppy takes you to his room and just completely ravishes you the whole day.

I imagine the crystalized human being tender with you, but also pretty rough. He'd shower you with praises and derogatory words at the same time.

"Do you have any idea how long I've waited for this, sweetheart?" Skeppy said while plunging his thick cock into you. Your walls instantly tightening around him even more, causing the man to groan deeply into your ear.

"My beautiful slut. You have some nerve having me wait while you were busy pleasing others like the dirty whore you are." Skeppy growled possessively. Your stomach bulges each time he thrusts into you, making sure to rearrange your guts and fill you up with his seed.

Guarantee you'd be feeling sore for days after the passionate night with him. But the pain was tolerable since Skeppy would give you the sweetest and most tender aftercare. Just like the others, he is completely whipped for you.

[beeindaclouds]

Hello bee! Can i have a C!DSMP x nezuko reader? If you don't know nezuko you can make the reader a demon like bbh!

💮 anon

💮 anon, hii! Trust me, I know a lot about Demon Slayer, I've been an anime fan for waaay to long now lol

I hope you enjoy <3

C!DSMP w/ a Demon!Reader

Includes C!: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, Philza, Technoblade, Nihachu, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Being a demon wasn't really your choice

Some are born with it and some accidentally become one after being bitten

You were, unfortunately, the former

Unspeakable things had been done to your village because of your uncontrollable form

But thanks to a certain demon, Badboyhalo, you were able to put your powers under control

Bad had to but you on a "no blood" diet to get your conscious back

And once you were back to normal you also had to keep on biting on a bamboo stick, kind of as a way to muzzle your own hunger

[a.n: just search "Nezuko" if you don't understand the whole "bamboo muzzle" thing]

During these months of recovery you had constant nightmares of the things you had done to your village

Luckily for you, Bad and Skeppy were great company. They really acted like your dads, which you found really comforting

Because of your "muzzle", you didn't talk much to anybody, but everybody in the SMP knew pretty much who and what you were

You had helped Dream and Punz numerous times whenever they needed your strength. You were completely oblivious to what you were helping them with, but wanted to be kind to everyone;

Sapnap and you shared a very close sibling-like bond. Being basically adopted by Bad and growing up togheter as siblings;

You didn't know much about George, other then the things Sapnap or Dream would tell you;

Sapnap and Bad had kept you away from getting close to any of the L'manburg civilians. But they especially kept you far awya from Wilbur, Phil and Techno, mostly for your safety

Karl and Quackity also treated you as a little sibling, probably because of your relationship w/ their fiancée. But you later were kept clueless from their whole "fighting" period

That didn't mean that you didn't meet atleast some of them

You especially liked Niki and Techno. Niki just had a naturally welcoming aura, while Techno had complimented your demon form and fighting style many times

When the egg first appeared, and your dad Bad started drifting apart from you, it led you to moving in with Auntie Puffy

While living with her you met Foolish and Sam, who would sometimes visit and hang out with you for a bit

[veyette]

Hi veyette!! How are you?? Haven't seen you in a while! I'm going around leaving a few asks to people hehe rn

What duo or character from the dsmp do you think gets underused for stories?? Like what person deserves to have bigger roles in stories and get appreciated more??

I wish you a lovely day :D!

Hi ! Yes indeed it's been a while, glad to know you're well :D Congrats on the dsmpfairytale art and the Dreblr Gen Big Bang, it was really good works (if a reader likes c!rivalsduo and zombie apocalypse, go for it !) (It isn't shameless promotion if it's the truth)

Nice quick answers :

C!antfrost -> everyone forgets that poor guy and his relation with the Egg and c!Bbh and the prison (for the character)

C!sapnap and c!tommy's duo -> a lot of untapped in potential especially knowing how powerful c!sapnap can be and how much of a hold on c!dream he can have

C!hbomb should appear in more stories and be appreciated more for his hilarious apparitions

I typed way more though ahah and then realized it was getting long and needlessly complicated so you can just stop at my quick answers if you want.

I typed a whole text about why c!sapnap should be used more, but if you want an honnest opinion about which characters are underused as a whole in dsmp fanfictions you'll need to scroll down x)

-> I'd say maybe c!Sapnap is criminally underused, as well as any duo with him ? He is often put in fanfictions but few fics concentrate on him when his character has so much potential considering all the links he has with almost every character :

c!Karlnapity's fiance which impacted both the time travel and Las Nevadas

c!stagedduo (both c!dream and c!punz being close friends of his especially when you take in the fact they fought the first few times together)

c!skephalo's "son" and connection to the Egg lore if he so wanted

XD itself and the book of death

a physically strong character with relatively straight morales (enough that c!technoblade and c!dream would have to count on fighting him)

A turn-back time story with him would go crazy for exemple because we know he feels enough of a sense of responsibilities at the end of the dsmp to try to involve himself and put his strength to use.

C!sapnap biggest weakness has always been I believe the fact he doesn't think very far and he is easily redirected by people even slightly more cunning : by going back into the past, he gets rid of the disadvantage of constantly lagging behind others's thoughts and can plan in advance (could want to protect c!Karl, keep c!quackity close, check for c!george (may even recognize XD when he starts involving himself), can protect L'Manberg better during Doomsday and intervene for c!tommy (still lost on what c!sapnap would plan to do with c!dream if he came back in time because he isn't as bull headed than c!sam in that regard, but he is also very hurt and betrayed and believing c!dream can't change), involve himself early in the Egg saga to keep c!skephalo away...)

As I said, a lot of connections that could explored in various and interesting ways, especially taking into account how simple and yet complex c!sapnap is. He doesn't think very far as I said, focused on the present, can be easily misdirected (a lot of people around him just speak half-truth to him) and is himself quite the problem makers : but sometimes he can be very aware of problems and know where the problem is (also more importantly : when he decides to solve the problem, he does). He is motivated, always willing to go farther and to act on what he thinks

So yes, c!sapnap is very interesting and should be explored in fanfiction more

BUT AS A WHOLE :

I don't think there's any character which is underused in dsmp stories (sorry!).

The DSMP is built around several people, sure, so when fanartists (writers included) write their POV/AU, the character chosen gets to shine and the others usually are used as props to help them in the same way they helped in the DSMP.

But the thing is, for me, people rarely helped each others out ?

(Be it due to selfishness, unawareness or powerlessness, often a mix of 3 - a reason why I also love dsmp : irl too you need to express when you need help, people can't read your mind and will have their own stuff to care about)

More often than not, people being very present in each other stories is things added by fanartists are conversations and actions they wish the characters had had because it didn't actually happen : admission of hurt and people going into defense mode for the poor guy, some character finally exploding and going all Villain to get his revenge, feelings of love and affection being declared and then hugging it out (SFW version)...

When a fanartist pick a character, they create links and actions from characters that never did in the lore, involving them more ! So by definition, no character feels "left out", even if you'd wish an artist focused more on the help other characters could have given, had they been chosen by the author to give that help

I just said to give c!sapnap a bigger role but the thing is : c!sapnap doesn't notice things around him and when he does, doesn't really know how to help. Unless the author gives him a reason too, he won't ever involve himself with the Egg business, he won't repair his relation with c!quackity, he won't be able to help c!karl and won't notice what's wrong with c!george.

I could do this for a lot of dsmp characters : if they didn't help in the lore, unless the author wish to, they have no reason to do it in fiction and as such can't, by definition, be underused.

[cherry-liss]

CHERRY~LISS | masterlist

hi~ im cherry~liss, call me cherri for short !! i like writing fanfics so if you have any requests in mind, im here to bring them to u!!

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dream SMP:

C!Tommy

C!Tubbo

CC/C!Wilbur

CC/C!Ranboo

C!Technoblade

C!Nikki

C!Eret

CC/C!Dream

CC/C!Punz

CC/C!Sapnap

CC/C!BBH

CC/C!Quackity

etc.!!! *minors are C! and 18+ members are CC!* *if you ever request on MINORS, i will only do PLATONIC relationships <3. if any content creators OR people who are uncomfortable with ANY of my fanfics, i would gladly take it down!*

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any anime/game characters from:

Genshin Impact

JJK/ Jujutsu Kaisen

Honkai: Star Rail

Honkai 3rd

BDS/ Bungou Stray Dogs

Oshi No Ko

Black Butler

Tokyo Ghoul

Death Note

Code Geass

Parasyte

Sailor Moon

Card Captor Sakura

Madoka Magica

Undertale

Chainsaw Man

MHA/ My Hero Academia

Shaman king

Demon slayer

HXH/ Hunter X Hunter

FairyTail

Lycoris Recoil

Spy X Family

Naruto

Cells At Work!

TSDS/ The Seven Deadly Sins

TPN/ The Promised Neverland

Angels of Death

AOT/ Attack on Titan

Bleach

Assassination Classroom

ATLA/ Avatar: The Last Airbender

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if you ever request on MINORS, i will only do PLATONIC relationships <3 ex. Anya Forger from SXF, i would make it as, comedic side more than the romantic side. because Anya is a minor!

If people REALLY REALLY want a minor paired up with reader/y/n, then i would age up the characters!!

for people who are uncomfortable with ANY of my fanfics, i would gladly take it down!

please specify pronouns if needed!! if you request for a specific character from a show/etc. please add pronouns if possible <3 but if you don't, it's fine as well!!

if you want a specific scenario with chosen character, please specify as well!!

**I DON'T DO SMUT/NSFW!!** i will do n/b or she/her for y/n most of the time.

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thank you for reading! have a good day/night~!

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ~ cherry~liss

[sodadrabbles]

Could you do a headcannon style thing with how Phill, Dream, Shlatt, Bbh, Techno and Quackity would react to the reader getting infected by the egg? Just an idea lol :)

🐾(pawprint)

Oooo, I love this idea so much! So much angst potential. I've never written for Quackity or BBH before, so hopefully I was able to do these well! :]

Paring MCYTs x reader (optional romantic/platonic) Philza, Dream, JSchlatt, BadBoyHalo, Technoblade, Quackity

Rating: Slightly angsty, though BBH's is kinda soft.

Summary: Reader has been infected by the egg. How will the others on the SMP react?

Philza:

Phil, ever observant, notices right off the bat when something changes about you.

How you come visit him in the arctic less, spending more time near L'manhole with Bad and Antfrost.

When you finally tell him it's because of the egg he can feel his heart crack.

Has it really gotten to you?

He directs his anger at the Eggpire, trying his best to get you away from them.

But the Egg's hold on you is strong.

He spends a lot of time trying to find a way to free you from the egg without having to kill you.

"I have to find a way to save them. I won't let them fall victim to that thing."

Dream:

He finds out from Sam.

You stopped visiting him in prison.

He manages to get an answer from Sam, asking nonstop about how you are and what you're up to.

Sam mentions you've been spending a lot of time with Bad, Ant, Punz and Ponk.

And you've been going to see the egg a lot, too.

He spends a few hours sitting on the floor of his cell, just mulling over what Sam told him.

He can't do much from the prison cell, but it still hurts him.

Not being able to see you, knowing you chose the egg, chose Bad over him. 

It made his blood boil and his heart ache.

He swore he'd take down the egg when he got out.

"Just wait, (Y/N). I'll protect you. I'll get that thing out of your head."

Glatt/ghost!JSchlatt:

Schlatt was very attached to you after his death.

I mean, even before his death, he always wanted to keep you by his side.

As a ghost, this was harder, because he couldn't always go with you. Anytime you went near L'manhole, he'd get very intense pain in his chest and had to leave.

He gets a little upset with how often you go there, wanting an explanation.

You avoid him for a few days, asking the egg for advice on what to do.

When Schlatt finds out you're part of this 'Eggpire' he flips his shit.

"What the hell do you mean you're joining a new country? (Y/N) you were supposed to always stay by my side!"

You stop seeing him after that, upset that he won't accept what you've become a part of.

And Schlatt is hurt too. He didn't want to chase you away but felt betrayed you would choose something he couldn't be a part of.

BBH:

He's the one who introduced you to the egg in the first place!

You were hesitant at first, the egg was very intimidating.

But as Bad took you to see it more and more, you felt yourself growing fond of the egg.

You started visiting it on your own, and Bad was so happy!

You two started going on adventure dates where you would visit the far reaches of Dream SMP and hang up posters inviting people to join the egg.

"I knew you'd see it eventually (Y/N)! I'm glad you finally decided to join us, ya muffinhead!"

Technoblade:

He doesn't realize you've joined the egg for a while.

Whenever you go to the main part of Dream SMP, he assumes you're just going to see Tommy or Niki. He never thinks you're going to see the egg.

But it hits him like a brick when he starts smelling egg on you.

It's like Tommy all over again- You would choose a government, a tyrant? Had he taught you nothing?

He wasn't happy about it.

He swears to destroy the egg, that it won't be the next tyrant of the SMP.

And he swears that he'll take you down with it if he has to. Poor man has been hurt so much. :[

"I may still love you, (Y/N). But if I have to kill you to destroy another tyrant… I won't hesitate."

Quackity:

First he learns his fiances decided to start a whole new nation without him.

Now he learns you're leaving Las Nevadas for the egg?

It drives Quackity over the edge.

He becomes irrationally angry, especially at Bad.

But he never blames you.

It's always the egg's fault, that's what took you away.

You feel so betrayed and hurt when you find Quackity covering the egg with TNT.

"H-hey, Alex, don't do that! You'll hurt the egg!"

It breaks his heart when he hears how hurt you sound.

As he's fighting with Punz and Bad, you're trying to figure out why. Why would he do that to you? Why would he try to hurt the egg, and through it, hurt you?

"I'm sorry, mi amor. I'm doing this to save all of us."

[simping-on-the-daily]

i saw anons asks about a god!reader and i’m here to throw my hat into the ring

anons idea of god!reader telling Techno there’s a real blood god sounds so hilarious to me.

like i imagine Technoblade didn’t know there was a blood god so he’s freaking out and Reader’s like “i know! i’ll bring you to the blood god and you can battle for the title!”

reader just showing up the prison and handing quackity a copy of the revive book like “you guys don’t have a library on this server???? my parent read this to me when i was like a century old!”

when quackity tries to blow up the Egg reader’s just watching like “okay but what if there were MORE explosions” and just gives quackity a full inventory of TNT (by replacing all his shit with just TNT)

i believe in god!reader supremacy

Just asking Foolish to build this cool arena and Techno's just seeing this 30 ft dude. I can defo see the Reader learning about Greek Myths through him, and I can see Reader being like 'why are they fucking their siblings ew'

Reader coming after Doomsday so they don't know there used to be a library in L'manburg and when they say that Quackity might get a little snappy~ They see Quackity still enter the prison and are like 'I gave you what you wanted??? What???? Why are you still coming?????'

Them helping Quackity blow up the Egg because 'bombs are pog' and may or may not give Quackity his stuff back. Them seeing Punz and Bad and being like 'why do you not like bombs? Bombs are cool'. Reader is more powerful then the Egg, but they're on neither side,,,,,, No eggs only friends (and bombs)

[bxct-it]

Would you be willing to write some c!bbh with a female reader and a breeding kink? Pure self indulgence here to be honest

MORE BREEDING YES

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fem!reader x c!badboyhalo

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SMUT UNDER THE CUT : MINORS DONT INTERACT

kinks: breeding, size difference

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bad’s head was empty, his only thought was filling you full of his cum and breeding you until you were bursting at the seems from how much he had stuffed you. you were trembling under him as his large size completely covered your body, his wings fluttering behind you. he was too big for you, he couldn’t fit his entire length inside of you, his hips unable to grind flush against yours because the tip of his hard cock was already slamming against your cervix.

“you look so pretty while full of my cum, muffin.” his voice was strong and steady as his hips thrusted faster, his tip hitting your cervix hard causing your body to shake and your breath to leave your lungs, leaving you gasping for air while your hands gripped onto your husband’s biceps. you didn’t know how much longer you would last as your 3rd orgasm of the night approached you, your body twisting while loud whines filled the room.

“i’m gonna cum, gonna cum for you.” your words were shaky as you looked up at the demon above you, seeing the look of concentration and adoration on his face, his clawed hand on your stomach which was bulging from just how much cum had been shot into your womb.

“me too, sweetheart, cum with me.” his free hand reached over to hold your hand, gripping in tightly as he fucked his cock into you harder, so hard that you wouldn’t be surprised if your cervix was bruised. feeling him twitch made you reach your limit, the coil in your stomach snapping as bad thrusted for the last time, shooting his hot cum straight past your cervix and into your womb, heating your entire body up.

“hopefully that’s enough to knock you up.”

[baekhyunsbestie]

♡⸝⸝ sparks and vows (bbh series!) ⊹。°˖➴

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧♡₊˚ pic credit ♡ song・₊✧♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧🥂

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 pairing: soloist!baekhyun x unnamed female o/c (y/n) 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 content: 18+/MDNI. smut, romance, wedding!au, angst, fluff, exos and o/c's, pussy whipped baek, ex-playboy baek, ceo nepo baby reader, smut (tbh probs every chapter), language, scenes with alcohol +/or smoking throughout story, pretty tame tho tbh!!! 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 summary: at his best friend's lavish engagement party, world-famous idol baekhyun, notorious for his flirtatious nature and carefree approach to relationships, finds himself unexpectedly intrigued by (y/n), an heiress to a prominent hotel empire. who is also newly single after calling off her own engagement due to infidelity. when baekhyun and (y/n) meet, sparks fly instantly. in a whirlwind of emotions and social expectations, baekhyun and (y/n) explore the depths of their connection, challenging their perceptions of love and commitment. 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 wc: 5,700+ 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 a/n: idk if this is lame but every chapter is gonna be named after a song that kinda captures the essence/inspo of it :') i'll be linking the song next to the pic credits just like how it's formatted above!! also idk how many parts this fic is gonna be??? maybe 3? maybe 5? who knows. who cares. this is all just for fun anyway! but anyways, enjoyyyyyy hope you like it <3 if u hate it don't tell me pls i will cry

s&v | mlist | ★ ch.1: locked out of heaven ★ | next | ch 3

in a sprawling, modern home, its floor-to-ceiling windows allow soft, natural light to fill the space and beautifully capture the colors of the setting sun. the open floor plan seamlessly connects the living room, dining area, and kitchen together. the large floor-to-ceiling sliding doors cast open to where the party spills out into the spacious backyard, where additional floral arrangements and twinkling string lights create a magical atmosphere.

everywhere you look inside and out, there are stunning floral displays, with elegant bouquets of roses, peonies, and lilies in tall vases, and smaller arrangements of wildflowers and greenery scattered across tables. servers move gracefully through the crowd, offering trays of delicate appetizers.

the atmosphere is lively, with guests chatting animatedly as they mill about, glasses of sparkling wine in hand. laughter and conversation echo throughout the space, creating a warm, festive ambiance. the guests, a mix of family and close friends are clearly excited, stealing glances toward the grand staircase at the far end of the room. they’re all waiting for the moment when the true guests of honor, the newly engaged couple, make their entrance.

baekhyun stands near the corner of the bustling room, a glass of something fizzy and forgettable clutched in his right hand, the left in the pocket of his sleek black slacks purposely bought for this occassion. the ring on his middle finger clashes lightly against the glass as he brings it to his lips, the sound barely audible over the hum of conversation buzzing all around him. the two equally well-dressed men in front of him have shifted their discussion to recent global news, one of them gesturing animatedly as he shares the latest headlines. baekhyun nods occasionally, but his attention is elsewhere. the guests of honor were supposed to arrive 30 minutes ago, and the delay is starting to test his patience.

he tunes in just long enough to catch a snippet about how apparently all the giant pandas around the world, including the ones in zoos, technically belong to China. he can’t help but smirk at the randomness of it, but his interest fades quickly. his mind is preoccupied, his eyes flicking occasionally toward the grand staircase at the far end of the room, where the newly engaged couple is expected to make their entrance.

as he listens with half an ear, the impatience gnawing at him, the murmur in the room suddenly quiets. the couple has finally arrived. baekhyun straightens up, his expression softening into a proud smile as he watches his best friend and his new fiancée step into the room, looking radiant and happy.

as the couple receives a warm and lively welcome from the crowd, baekhyun's attention shifts to a captivating woman who enters just behind them. his smile falters, replaced by a flicker of curiosity. who is she? his gaze lingers, captivated and intrigued. the party may be just beginning, but for baekhyun, the night has already taken an unexpected turn.

the crown jewel of the lee family’s hotel empire. (y/n), the heiress to the vast fortune, moved with effortless grace. her presence commanded attention, not just because of her family's status but because of the aura of confidence and allure she exuded. behind the poised facade, there was an air of detachment, as if the world around her was just a beautifully constructed stage.

the instant baekhyun lays his eyes on her walking down the stairs, he is captivated. her figure embodying a perfect balance, each curve and line harmonizing effortlessly. she moved with such natural grace that he couldn't help but be irresistibly drawn to her. the gentle slope of her shoulders, the elegant taper of her waist—every part of her silhouette was a living masterpiece. he found himself utterly smitten, unable to look away, completely entranced by the quiet confidence and natural beauty she exuded with every step.

her smile was effortless, and magnetic, drawing people to her like moths to a flame. baekhyun watches as she glides making her rounds in the crowd, exchanging warm greetings and laughs that seem to resonate long after she's moved on. it’s clear to him that she's well-liked, the kind of person who doesn’t just walk into a room but lights it up. his heart began to beat faster, not with anxiety, but excitement—a thrill akin to a lion hunting its prey. he couldn’t help but plot in his mind the different ways he could draw her closer, the tantalizing thought of getting her into his bed tonight pulsing in the back of his mind.

baekhyun's thoughts and predatory-like gaze were interrupted when the taller man beside nudged his arm and spoke, "geez, baek. if you keep your mouth open any longer, you'll catch a fly."

baekhyun's friends scan the crowd and spot who he has his eyes set on and it doesn't take them long to put two and two together.

the short one makes his realization audible before he goes, "it seems baekhyun's got his eye on dinner already," his tone playful.

this isn't out of character for him. with more than a decade of friendship, the two men beside baekhyun know him more than they know themselves. they know that he is well-known and charismatic with women, using his flirtatious and vibrant personality to get what he wants from them.

sex.

baekhyun’s had his fair share of relationships—though calling them that might be a stretch. they typically fizzled out within a few months, more like passionate flings or fleeting encounters than genuine connections, and often ended badly. the common thread was his tendency to put in minimal effort outside the bedroom.

he just didn't have the time and energy to be in a fully committed relationship. with the demanding schedule of being a best-selling solo artist—tours, press, interviews, photoshoots— where would he have time to settle down?

they say heavy is the head that wears the crown, and lately, baekhyun’s crown feels like it's too much for his shoulders to bear.

as much as he enjoyed sex, his career, money, and—most importantly—his independence always came first. he liked things just the way they were: simple, uncomplicated, and with no strings attached. in other words, his love life was exactly how he wanted it—non-existent.

a smile tugs at baekhyun's lips as he realizes he's been caught. "i have no idea what you’re talking about, jongdae," he lies smoothly, before downing the rest of his glass. the now lukewarm champagne burns slightly as it slides down his throat.

"you know (y/n) is hana's best friend, right?" the tall man asks baekhyun, “sorry to burst your balls but i'm pretty sure she's off limits."

he stays quiet as he takes a mental note of the mystery woman's name.

"hate to admit it, but chanyeol’s got a point," jongdae says, fiddling with the opulent watch on his left wrist. "you know kyungsoo, not to mention hana, will absolutely have your head if you even think about messing with her best friend."

well fuck, he thinks to himself resigning before the game even began. just then, a server with a silver platter of champagne weaves through the crowd toward him. he casually places his empty glass on the tray and swaps it for a fresh one.

"what’s got baekhyun pouting like that?" a voice asks from behind. baekhyun glances at the two men with a look that clearly says, "don’t say shit."

the three of them turn to see the couple of the hour—kyungsoo, hand in hand with his fiancée, hana. "thank you so much for being here," hana gushes, embracing each of them warmly. "i still can’t believe you three managed to keep this party—let alone kyungsoo’s proposal—a secret!" she adds, her smile bright and infectious.

baekhyun takes in how beautiful and happy the couple in front of him looks, their love almost palpable in the air. they complemented each other well. for a moment, a pang of jealousy hits him—jealous of the connection they share, jealous because he’s never come close to feeling that way. but more than jealousy, he feels overwhelming happiness and pride for his best friend in finding his very own person.

"hey! we can be trustworthy," chanyeol whines, clutching his hand over his heart as if her words were an arrow struck through his chest.

"oh, chanyeol, always the drama queen. give it a rest, will you?" hana rolls her eyes. "i never said you guys weren’t trustworthy, just that you can’t keep your mouths shut. it’s hard to believe you didn’t let it slip around me—especially you, chanyeol," she says his name through gritted teeth, landing a playful punch on his shoulder. "how could my own big brother keep such a secret from me?!"

her fiancé and his friends laugh at their usual sibling banter. chanyeol rubs his arm, trying to soothe the sting. "whatever! what about (y/n)? she knew this whole time too—how come you're not giving her a hard time?!"

hana rolls her eyes with a smile before saying, "don't worry. i gave her an earful on the car ride here."

"did i hear my name?" a smooth, honeyed voice seemed to stir baekhyun's entire world.

there she was. baekhyun’s eyes were drawn to the most stunning woman in the room—perhaps the most beautiful he had ever seen.

"i was wondering why my ears feel like they've been on fire since walking in."

her joking remark sent a jolt of paranoia through baekhyun, causing him to choke on his drink. his ears and neck flushed red with embarrassment. "shit, excuse me," he muttered, clearing his throat and awkwardly patting his lips with the back of his hand.

his friends exchanged puzzled glances, clearly bemused by baekhyun's sudden and uncharacteristic behavior, while (y/n) appeared unfazed, her attention drifting around the party. desperate to recover, baekhyun cleared his throat and blurted out, "i don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting." he extended his hand with an attempt at casual charm. "i’m baekhyun."

jolted from her seemingly indifferent survey of the room, (y/n) turned her attention back to him, her smile lighting up her face with charming dimples on each cheek. holy shit, she was stunning. “oh, hi! i know you—you're an idol, right? i’m (y/n).”

his stomach did a flip when he realized how perfectly her soft, warm hand fit into his. trying to steady himself, he lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles. while most girls might have blushed and swooned at the gesture, she simply looked at him with a matter-of-fact expression and asked, “wow, dude. why is your hand shaking?”

the swell of pride he felt from her recognition deflated instantly at her candid response.

the group of friends erupted in laughter at her question, and baekhyun’s face turned crimson. he knew he would never hear the end of it later.

baekhyun chuckled softly before leaning in, his voice dropping to a playful whisper in one last attempt to save this undeniably awkward first encounter. “well, forgive me, it’s not every day you meet a billionaire heiress. especially one as breathtakingly stunning as you.”

the others erupted in playful whoops and whistles, teasing them about their flirtatious exchange. (y/n) rolled her eyes, a smirk dancing on her lips. her gaze remained inscrutable, as though she was still contemplating baekhyun’s intentions. she was the first to break eye contact, glancing at the rest of the group before declaring, “well then, let’s get drunk and celebrate the happy couple, shall we?”

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baekhyun and (y/n) found themselves naturally gravitating toward each other throughout the night, their laughter echoing louder with each shared joke. It wasn’t long before they realized how much they had in common—their sense of humor was almost identical, both loving the same quirky, offbeat memes and inside jokes that left others in the dark.

the party buzzed with energy, everyone around them having a great time, but even in the midst of all the fun, their friends couldn’t help but notice how well Baekhyun and (y/n) clicked. there were curious glances and whispered comments about how it was surprising they hadn’t been introduced sooner. it was like they were made to be in each other’s orbit.

their likes and dislikes synced up too, from their mutual love for late-night snacks to their shared disdain for overly serious conversations at parties. every time their eyes met, it was as if they were sharing a secret that only they understood.

as the night wore on, the magnetic pull between them became impossible to ignore. there was a spark, an undeniable attraction that seemed to draw them closer with every shared laugh and knowing glance. it wasn’t just the fun they were having—it was the way they seemed to fit together so effortlessly, like two pieces of a puzzle that had finally clicked into place.

the connection was electric, and their friends noticed it too, exchanging knowing looks and silently wondering if something more might be brewing between the two. for baekhyun and (y/n), the attraction grew stronger with every moment, leaving them both questioning if this was just a fleeting connection or the start of something much bigger.

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“(y/n)!” hana calls out to her best friend, relieved to finally find her without a tipsy baekhyun hanging on. “how’s it going?” she asks in a playful, sing-song voice. "you and baekhyun are actually kinda hot together.”

(y/n) grins, a little unsteady on her feet. “he’s adorable, right? tell me what you know about him.”

“well…” hana drags out the word, thinking. “he’s not really the serious type. but he’s been tight with kyungsoo for, like, forever. from what i’ve seen, baekhyun’s a good guy—just not into commitment. definitely a charmer, though, especially with the ladies.”

(y/n) silently processes hana’s words, her drunken smile fading just a bit.

“look,” hana continues, her tone softening. “i know you’re having fun, and you deserve it—you never let loose like this. but just… be careful. i don’t want you to get hurt again.”

(y/n) kisses hana on the cheek before wrapping her in a warm hug. “thanks for watching out for me. i love you.”

“i love you too, dummy,” hana replies with a warm smile, her eyes filled with protectiveness and worry. “just remember, (y/n), you’ve got to put yourself and your happiness first.”

(y/n) nods at her best friend, sweetly promising, “i know, i will.”

hana wipes the cheek (y/n) kissed with the back of her hand, playfully grimacing. “ugh, you always try to make out with me when you’re drunk.”

“how could i resist? you’re just so kissable,” (y/n) teases, puckering her lips at hana.

as kyungsoo and baekhyun, now within earshot, glance over with raised eyebrows, (y/n) catches sight of them and playfully narrows her eyes.

“you perverts would listen in during that specific part of the conversation,” she teases, her tone dripping with mock accusation.

kyungsoo feigns innocence, holding up his hands. “hey, we just happened to walk by at the right—or maybe wrong—time.”

baekhyun grins mischievously. “not our fault you’re talking about things that sound way more interesting than whatever the guys were chatting about.”

hana smirks at the two men. “you’re just jealous you weren’t invited to the ‘girls' night’ makeout sessions.”

the four of them burst into laughter at her remark.

the thought of the two women kissing flashes through baekhyun’s mind, stirring him up. shaking off the distraction, he grins and says, “oh, definitely jealous. if you ever feel like extending an invite for next time, that’d be greatly appreciated.” he gives (y/n) a playful wink.

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the party was still going strong, and (y/n) and baekhyun were lingering near the snack table, where baekhyun was helping her fix a small plate of hors d'oeuvres.

“here, try this one,” baekhyun said, handing her a delicate canapé. “it’s amazing.”

(y/n) took a bite, her eyes lighting up with delight. “wow, this is incredible! thank you.”

baekhyun chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “you know, you owe me now.”

(y/n) shot him a confused look, one eyebrow arched. “owe you? for what exactly?”

(y/n) chuckled softly, shaking her head. “a proper date for some appetizers i probably would’ve eaten anyway? are you really trying to cash in on this?”

“absolutely,” baekhyun replied with a playful grin. if you compared a photo of him at that moment to one of a puppy, you might struggle to tell them apart. “i think it’s only fair. you get to enjoy the best snacks at a party, and i get to enjoy your company on a date.”

(y/n) considered his proposition, her smile softening. “that’s quite a deal you’re offering."

baekhyun’s smile widened. “it is, isn’t it? so, what do you say? are you up for it?”

(y/n) took a moment, her gaze meeting his. the playful glint in his eyes and the genuine warmth in his voice made it hard to resist.

she thought for a moment. really thought about it. would it be too soon for her?

it had been a few months since (y/n) and daniel called off their engagement, but it felt like no time at all compared to the years they had spent together. they had been promised to each other for as long as they could remember. as heirs to two wealthy and powerful families, their betrothal seemed only natural. their families often joked that (y/n) had been promised to daniel since she was still in her mother’s womb, while daniel was just learning to walk.

daniel had been her safe haven, her first kiss, and her first love. despite everything looking perfect on paper, their teenage romance had evolved into something dull and monotonous. they realized they didn’t have much in common, and the spark in their relationship had faded, which eventually led to his infidelity.

initially, the betrayal felt like an insurmountable obstacle, leaving her wondering if she’d ever truly move on. but through countless tears, deep self-reflection, and the unwavering support of her family—and most importantly, her best friend hana—she began to see that she didn't really blame him. they had both been caught up in meeting their families' expectations, often at the expense of their own desires.

fortunately, the pain has lessened considerably for her. now, when she reflects on it, she's more overwhelmed by the disgust and regret over having wasted her youth on someone she didn't truly love. she despises half-hearted efforts in life and has come to realize that the person and relationship she once deemed most important were ultimately superficial.

before she could politely decline his offer, hana's voice echoed through her mind: just remember, (y/n), you’ve got to put yourself and your happiness first.

“alright,” she said at last, her voice warm and genuine. “you’ve got yourself a date,” she replied with a smile.

baekhyun’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and a relieved sigh escaped his lips as his shoulders relaxed. “perfect. i’ll make sure it’s worth every bite of that canapé.”

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after countless rounds of shots and a few too many drinking games, the party was finally winding down. baekhyun and (y/n) ended up in one of the lounge areas in kyungsoo’s backyard, nursing bottles of water in an effort to sober up. the market lights twinkled softly overhead, their warm glow mixing with the stars above to create a gentle, romantic ambiance around them.

i have to admit," baekhyun murmured, his voice soft as he leaned in closer, a blush spreading across his cheeks from the alcohol. (y/n)'s gaze traced the pink hue creeping down his ears and neck, her thoughts drifting to how enticing he looked in the dim light. she imagined her lips lightly brushing against his neck, the smell of his cologne and sweat from the summer heat making her heart thump.

at the same time, baekhyun's eyes locked onto (y/n)'s, his heart racing as he took in her breathtaking proximity. he was caught off guard, his mind betraying him with a flood of desire. he didn’t want her to feel like just another conquest, but resisting the urge was becoming increasingly difficult. "i never thought I’d meet someone who could make me feel both nervous and tipsy at the same time."

(y/n) arched an eyebrow, a teasing smirk tugging at her lips. "is that your way of saying you're not usually this charming?"

baekhyun laughed loudly, his eyes dancing with mischief. “oh, (y/n), i’m always this charming. it’s just tonight I'm competing with an open bar.”

she laughs, lifting her water to her lips. "hana was right about you."

"was she now?" he replies, intrigued. "and what did our dear hana have to say?"

"that you make all the girls swoon," (y/n) teased rolling her eyes with a smile.

he leans in, a mischievous glint in his eye. "and am i? making you swoon?"

"what would you do if i said you were?"

his face inches closer to hers, their breaths mingling. "then i’d ask if you wanted to get out of here."

her mind spins, heart hammering in her chest as a whirlwind of thoughts crash over her—one voice warns her to keep her distance, to not fall for his charm, while another urges her to take the risk, to seize the moment. she’s only ever known the safety of her ex-fiancé, but a part of her always believed there was more to her. hidden beneath the reliable, conservative exterior was someone different—someone who yearned for excitement, for the thrill of the unknown.

which voice would she listen to?

the silence lingers, and baekhyun stiffens, the tension between them thickening with each passing second. she notices the flicker of insecurity in his eyes and, before she can second-guess herself, makes her choice.

"then ask me," she finally whispers, her voice steady despite her racing heart. "ask me to get out of here."

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they ended up at baekhyun’s nearby apartment, a spacious yet cozy and stylish retreat that perfectly mirrored his warm personality. the atmosphere was intimate, bathed in soft lighting and a soothing, gentle ambiance. as the door closed behind them, the tension in the air was palpable, almost tangible.

baekhyun intertwined his fingers with (y/n)’s, guiding her gently back against the wall. they shared a lingering, passionate kiss that spoke volumes without words. “i’ve been wanting to do that all night,” baekhyun murmured, his breath warm against (y/n)’s lips, his hand cradling her chin.

“you took your sweet time,” she teased, her playful smile making baekhyun’s eyes light up with admiration.

baekhyun guided (y/n) further into his apartment, leading her towards the kitchen. with a grin, he uncorked a fresh bottle of wine and poured it into two elegant glasses as she settled onto a stool at the sleek marble island directly across from him.

“just so you know,” he said, handing her a glass, “this isn’t quite the ‘proper date’ i had in mind earlier.”

(y/n) raised an eyebrow, her curiosity growing. “oh, really? what’s your idea of a ‘proper date’?”

baekhyun’s smile widened as he moved to sit on the empty stool right next to her, his touch warm and reassuring as he gently caressed her arm. “let’s just say it involves more than just good wine and a cozy setting. i’m talking about something a bit more adventurous, maybe a little unexpected.”

as he spoke, he leaned in and pressed a light, teasing kiss to her cheek. (y/n) giggles at the gesture, her cheeks flushing with warmth. “well, if this is just a preview, you’ve definitely piqued my curiosity.”

with a playful grin, baekhyun took her hand, his thumb brushing softly against her skin. “you know, i’ve always believed that the best dates are the ones that keep you guessing.”

their eyes locked, and in a moment of shared flirtation, baekhyun leaned in for a quick, unexpected kiss on her lips before she had a chance to respond. (y/n) blinked in surprise but couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face.

they continued talking, but each pause in the conversation was filled with light touches and lingering glances. baekhyun would occasionally brush his fingers through her hair or lightly graze her shoulder, sending sparks of electricity through both of them. (y/n) would respond with teasing remarks and playful nudges, her fingers occasionally finding their way to his arm or chest.

the night continued with their flirtatious banter and affectionate touches, each kiss and gentle caress adding to the undeniable chemistry between them. as they talked and laughed, it was clear that the connection they were building was both magnetic and incredibly promising. the warmth and chemistry between them grew stronger with each passing minute. they talked about their favorite things, shared personal stories, and discovered even more common interests.

baekhyun and (y/n) eventually move onto the living room sofa, nestled closely, their bodies pressed close together. the playful teasing from earlier had transformed into more meaningful touches and lingering glances. the connection they shared felt electric, and every brush of their skin sent shivers of anticipation through both of them.

their conversation had softened into hushed tones, filled with flirtatious whispers and soft laughter. the wine bottle had long been emptied, and the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly intimate. their earlier inhibitions had melted away, replaced by a palpable desire that simmered between them.

baekhyun’s hand wandered to (y/n)’s waist, his fingers tracing gentle patterns against her skin. he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “what are you thinking about?” he asked softly, his voice laced with a hint of anticipation.

(y/n) turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against baekhyun’s ear as she whispered, “i’m thinking about how amazing tonight has been… and how much i want to be closer to you.”

his breath caught at her words, and he looked into her eyes, seeing the same desire reflected back at him. slowly, he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. the kiss was slow at first, exploratory, but quickly grew more urgent as their desire for each other became undeniable.

baekhyun’s hands roamed over (y/n)’s back, pulling her closer until they were pressed together, their bodies fitting seamlessly. he gently guided her to straddle his lap, his hands sliding up her sides, pulling her shirt slightly out of place. the feeling of her skin against his sent waves of pleasure through both of them.

(y/n) responded eagerly, her hands slipping under baekhyun’s shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin. she kissed him deeply, her lips moving against his with increasing fervor. the room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them wrapped in a cocoon of desire.

as their kisses became more heated, baekhyun’s hands slid down to the hem of her shirt, lifting it slowly. he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, his expression filled with longing and affection. “are you sure you want this?” he asked, his voice husky with emotion.

(y/n) nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “yes, i want you. i want this.”

baekhyun wasted no time guiding (y/n) to his bedroom. the soft glow of the bedside lamps created a romantic ambiance, casting a warm, inviting light over the room. baekhyun’s gaze was filled with affection and longing as he slowly closed the door behind them, his hands lingering on (y/n)’s hips.

they took their time, their actions a blend of curiosity and tenderness. baekhyun’s fingers traced delicate patterns along (y/n)’s arms, while her hands explored the contours of his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. each touch, each caress, was both an exploration and an expression of their growing intimacy.

baekhyun led (y/n) to the bed with a gentle but insistent pull. he kissed her deeply, their mouths moving together in a slow, passionate dance. as he began to undress her, he took great care, his fingers brushing over her skin with reverent touches. his kisses traveled from her lips to her neck, his breath hot and eager as he peppered her skin with soft, teasing kisses.

(y/n) responded with equal passion, her hands working to remove his clothing, her touches becoming bolder as she felt the heat of his body against hers. she guided him gently, exploring the contours of his muscles and the warmth of his skin with both hands and lips.

with a nod of understanding, baekhyun’s lips curved into a soft, reassuring smile. he positioned himself carefully, his touch tender as he guided himself to her entrance. the anticipation in the room was almost tangible, the air thick with their shared longing.

as he entered her, the sensation was electric, a feeling so intense and profound that it was as if a whole new world had been born. the connection between them was immediate and overwhelming, each movement bringing a rush of pleasure that seemed to transcend the physical.

baekhyun’s eyes closed in pure ecstasy as he felt the warmth and tightness of (y/n) enveloping him. the sensation was so overwhelming that his first thought was a mix of fear and embarrassment at the possibility of reaching his climax too soon.

he moved slowly at first, savoring the sensation and the incredible closeness they now shared. (y/n) gasped, her body arching slightly as she felt him inside her, the sensation almost too intense to put into words.

everything outside faded away, leaving just the two of them in this moment of pure connection. every touch, every thrust felt like a discovery, with each new sensation deepening their bond. their movements turned into a passionate dance, each glance and touch strengthening their connection even more.

the bedroom was filled with the soft sounds of their shared breaths and whispered words, each movement between them a careful balance of passion and tenderness. they took their time, savoring every moment, every kiss, every touch, as they were discovering each other for the first time.

for (y/n), this was her first time since her recent breakup with her ex-fiancée. the memory of her past relationship lingered like a shadow, but as baekhyun’s hands roamed over her body and his lips met hers, she found herself lost in a different kind of connection. she had thought she knew what good sex was, but what she experienced with baekhyun was otherworldly.

their bodies moved together with a natural rhythm, each touch sending waves of pleasure that were both intense and unfamiliar. the connection they shared was electric, and the intimacy they felt transcended anything she had experienced before. baekhyun’s touch was gentle yet passionate, each kiss and caress amplifying the pleasure they gave each other.

the bed seemed to dissolve into a world of its own, the outside world fading away as they became enveloped in their shared passion. as their bodies rocked together, the intensity of their movements and the depth of their connection created a sensation that was nothing short of incredible.

(y/n) felt an overwhelming sense of amazement, her previous experiences dwarfed by the sheer bliss she was now experiencing with baekhyun. each moment was filled with the kind of pleasure that seemed to transcend physical sensation, merging with an emotional intimacy that left her breathless and wanting more.

as the intensity between them built, their movements became more urgent and synchronized. baekhyun’s breaths grew heavier, matching the quickening pace of their bodies moving together. the pleasure was palpable, a crescendo of sensations that was drawing them closer to the edge.

(y/n) felt every touch, every thrust with an intensity that left her breathless. her hands gripped baekhyun’s shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as waves of pleasure washed over her. each deep, penetrating movement brought her closer to the peak of ecstasy, her moans mingling with his in a symphony of passion.

baekhyun’s eyes were locked onto hers, the look of raw, unfiltered desire evident as he lost himself in the moment. his grip on her hips tightened, pulling her closer with every thrust. the intensity of their connection was overwhelming, each movement amplifying the sensations coursing through their bodies.

as they neared their climax, their breathing became ragged, the room filled with the sounds of their shared pleasure. baekhyun’s thrusts grew more urgent, his body moving with a rhythm that matched the rising tide of (y/n)’s pleasure. she arched her back, her eyes closing as the waves of ecstasy began to crest.

then, with a final, powerful thrust, they both reached the peak of their desire. the sensation was electrifying, a surge of pleasure that seemed to pulse through every nerve ending. (y/n)’s body tensed, her cries of pleasure mixing with baekhyun’s groans as they climaxed together, the intensity of their shared experience creating a moment of pure, blissful unity.

as the waves of their climax subsided, they clung to each other, their breaths coming in heavy, satisfied gasps. baekhyun’s arms wrapped around (y/n), pulling her close as they both reveled in the afterglow of their intense connection.

they lay together, their bodies still intertwined, each touch and caress a testament to the profound bond they had forged. the night had brought them to a new level of closeness, their shared climax a powerful affirmation of their connection and desire for each other.

baekhyun’s fingers traced gentle patterns on (y/n)’s skin. “so, are you still convinced i’m just charming because of the drinks?”

(y/n) smiled, her eyes heavy with contentment. “maybe it’s the charm mixed with a genuine connection. either way, i’m glad we took the chance.”

despite the warmth of the moment, baekhyun couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something deeper was stirring within him. this unfamiliar and somewhat frightening sensation was new to him. even in past relationships where he’d had plenty of time to understand someone, he had never felt such intense longing. (y/n) had entered his life and challenged his perceptions of relationships, making him question everything he thought he knew. this profound feeling left him both excited and apprehensive about what the future might hold.

as he grappled with these overwhelming thoughts and emotions, he realized that (y/n) had drifted off to sleep, her face illuminated by a peaceful, contented smile. he admired her serene expression, marveling at how swiftly she had fallen into slumber. with a tender smile of his own, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. his voice was soft and sincere as he whispered, “me too.”

s&v | mlist | ★ ch.1: locked out of heaven ★ | next | ch. 3

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Laurel Wreaths & Animal Teeth (12)

(c!technoblade x fem!reader)

(It felt like not as many people cared for the last chapter... I actually had trouble finishing this one because I worried the interest for this series was slowly declining. There were half as many comments for chapter 11 than there was for chapter 10. Remember guys, I DO NOT count Likes. Only comments and reblogs show me you want me to continue this. If you want another chapter then please let me know!!! <3)

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You, Tommy, and Tubbo had all spent the rest of the day with Azo in the Nether. Though when you’d left and returned to the Overworld you saw that the sun was still up, but that wasn’t terribly shocking. Time worked weird in the Nether. But as you and the boys made your way back to L’manberg you passed through the Dream SMP. And on your way you saw way up ahead… water.. just flowing down the wooden path and across the grass?? And a glance further up the path and you could see even more water covering a house? 

“Isn’t that Punz’ house?” you heard Tubbo ask with a quizzical expression as you all walked closer.

And as you drew nearer you could hear the telltale sounds of fighting and screaming. And then out of seemingly nowhere Eret dashed by on a horse so fast you all jumped back in shock. You turned and watched them gallop off with wide eyes. You noticed that even with the sunglasses on they looked worried. You three shared confused looks but they were gone before you could ask what the hell was going on. So you kept walking. And up ahead you saw both Bad and Ant fixing the bamboo around Punz’ charred soggy house.

Tommy cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled out to the two, asking what the fuck was even going on. Bad frowned and let out an exasperated “Language!”, making Ant laugh. But the two met you and your boys halfway and Bad smiled down at you (something you’re admittedly not used to) while Ant waved hello. You greeted them both and Bad said, 

“Hey, you’re the new L’manberg president, right? Reader?”

You nodded and said it was nice to meet them, and Bad was quick to give his and Ant’s names. After introductions were done Ant sighed and explained what was up. 

“Okay long and short of it is; Sapnap killed Punz and took his stuff to use as leverage to get Punz to play hide and seek with us, hiding said stuff somewhere. Punz got mad and when Sapnap was distracted Punz killed him and took his items back, then he bailed. Sapnap got ticked and sent a message to the server-wide chat that if Punz didn’t come back he’d burn his house down.”

You had a look of disbelief on your face. Tubbo shook his head like he was used to this and Tommy rolled his eyes, saying Sapnap was such a little bitch. Always getting pissy when people smack back after he does stupid shit like this. Bad scolded Tommy for his language but you were still caught on the fact that Sapnap did all this over a game of hide and seek. But it seemed Ant wasn’t done.

“Yeah well after that Punz came back and Sapnap ran off to get flint and steel. We, as in me, Bad, Karl, and Eret were all talking when Eret started covering Punz house in water to keep Sapnap from burning it. We all joined in to protect the house and we got it covered but Sapnap snuck inside and started lighting it up from there. We all rushed to put it out and save Punz’ pets. Two of his dogs, some bees, and his parrot all died but we saved the other two dogs and his horse. Then Sapnap said he was going to kill the horse and almost succeeded. But Bad killed him and sent him, giving Eret a chance to take the horse and hide it somewhere else.”

You stared at the anthropomorphic Siamese cat in shock before replying,

“Uh, pardon my French but what the Fuck dude.”

You’d honest to god forgotten that players could ‘die’ and ‘respawn’ outside of their ‘3 lives’ things that Dream set up in this world.. It made you wonder what made some deaths matter and some remain trivial? Who decided what deaths counted? Was it Dream? And if so then why institute this system to begin with? It all seemed rather convoluted to you, but you guess it’s not your place to question the rules of the world.

The group (save Bad, who chided you with a ‘language!’) laughed at your shocked statement, snapping you back into the moment. You looked at the two men and said this all seemed like way too much nonsense over a game of hide and seek. Ant nodded while Bad sighed, saying Sapnap had always been a little chaos boy, ever since he was a baby. That reminded you that technically Bad was Sapnap’s dad in the Dream SMP.. which was odd to think about since you knew their selves from your world were about the same age you think (or sorta close)? But you had to remind yourself that these versions of them were totally separate from your world and so were their personalities and personal relationships in a big way.

You made sure to keep that in mind as you got to know everyone.

At that moment Karl stepped out of what was left of Punz’ house and hurried over to Bad and Ant, opening his mouth to ask them something but stopping short when he finally noticed you, Tubbo, and Tommy. He waved hello to the two teenagers before staring up at you and offering you a ‘hello, i’m karl’, which you returned with a smile and a ‘hey, i’m reader’. Then he seemed to remember why he’d come over, lifting his arm up to open his communicator. 

He hit a couple buttons and a second later you all could hear Eret’s voice coming through, showing they were a part of the discussion now. They updated the group, saying they wouldn’t go into specifics but they were currently still trying to hide Punz’ horse. Bad told them that was good and that Sapnap could be tuned into this channel so it was best to keep things vague. That’s where Karl piped up and asked where Sapnap was. Bad looked over in a specific direction and answered that Sapnap was trapped at ‘spawn’.

Then he said they should go visit him. But Eret laughed with Karl, the shorter of the two giggling and saying that Sapnap wasn’t trapped at spawn because getting out of spawn was stupidly easy and he could get out. Though he added Bad to the call before the tall demon was rushing off, presumably to spawn, leaving you all back at Punz’ house. You could hear Bad, Karl, and Eret still talking to each other via the communicator but you were more focused on Punz’ poor house. For lack of a kind term… It looked like shit.

Tubbo yawned and tugged on your sleeve, saying you should all head back to L’manberg now. You knew he was right, you had work to do the next day. But you also felt bad for Punz. His house was messed up badly and you felt bad for him. All this because his friend was being a dick. You knew it wasn’t any of your business what went on between him and Sapnap but you wouldn’t feel right just washing your hands of this and leaving. It just wasn’t in your nature to not help if you could. So you turned to the two and said they could go on home if they wanted.

“I’m gonna stay and help them clean up Punz’ house. It looks like hell,” you said with a smile.

Tommy scoffed and said you didn’t have to bother with that, they weren’t a part of L’manberg so their drama was their own. You pursed your lips and said you knew that but you still felt bad for Punz, and you wanted to help.

“If I have the ability to help someone in need then I will. But you two don’t have to stay, it’s late and I know you’re tired from today. You two head home and get some sleep, okay? I can make you something for you to eat before you go.”

They waved you off, saying they still had some of the soup you’d given them that morning they could eat. But Tubbo yawned again and in his sleepy state he came over and hugged you around the hips, mumbled a goodnight and a ‘see you in the morning’ before he stepped back and then Tommy gave you a tired sounding ‘bye’, so you ruffled his hair and told them both to get some sleep. It was dusk by now and the sky was getting dimmer as the pair walked off. You watched them go before turning back towards the house, catching Karl watching you. He blushed and quickly averted his gaze, hoping you didn’t think he was a weirdo.

You gave an amused smile before coming over and offering your help cleaning up. He tried to say you didn’t have to but you just dismissed his polite decline and said you wanted to help. That seemed to leave him at a loss before he just nodded. You looked around at the outside damage first, deciding that the water needed to be the first thing to go. So you walked around to the back of the house and easily floated to the top. You laid down grass blocks, cutting off the water’s source block and effectively stopping the flow, then it was just a matter of getting rid of the dirt.

After that was all done you hopped down through one of the holes in the roof, landing inside about two blocks from Karl who was standing next to the two wolves and speaking to Bad and Eret on his communicator. Though he screamed in fright when you suddenly landed so close to him. You laughed but apologized for spooking him. He was clutching a hand to his chest, breathing heavily and looking ruffled. His friends were asking what happened on the call and he reluctantly told them, to which they just laughed. While he was huffing and calling them jerks for laughing you were cleaning up the water inside the house. Soon it was gone and you began fixing the floor and walls.

All in all it was a super easy patch job with your access to the full inventory, but it probably would have been a pain if you’d had to go gather wood and stuff beforehand. Karl watched you curiously, just taking in your appearance as slyly as he could while half listening to his friends. You were super tall, not taller than he’d seen Bad get when he was angry at Skeppy… But still wildly and unfairly tall. Probably close to Bad in height. And the antlers certainly weren’t helping that. In fact the only reason you could stand up straight inside was because Punz had such high ceilings. Though Karl didn’t think you’d be able to comfortably walk up the stairs… well, the stairs that had been there earlier that she was currently rebuilding.

Karl got pulled back into the conversation his friends were having when he heard Sapnap’s voice asking how to get out of spawn. That set of alarm bells in the brunet’s head and with a laugh he told Bad that Sapnap was bluffing! He’d shown Karl how to get out of spawn! Dude was majorly bluffing!! Then soon after they heard Bad yelp and shout that Sapnap was at spawn and he had full enchanted Netherite armor! 

While Karl loudly spoke with his friends, worry lacing his tone as he spoke into the ‘mic’, you continued to work while silently eavesdropping on their conversation. It wasn’t your intention but you couldn’t exactly plug your ears. That would look stupid. Plus, if Karl wanted privacy during a call then he could step outside while you worked. Though at some point Karl ran outside to meet up with Eret, Sam, and Ant. Leaving you to your devices. But you looked up when you heard Karl and Ant shouting in worry and Sam and Sapnap fighting. You glanced down at your communicator when it pinged. Sam was slain by Sapnap. You shook your head at this rowdy group of dorks.

Your eyebrows raised when you heard Sapnap scream about betrayal followed by Karl’s hyper giggling, though the sounds faded as they ran further away from you. But then not long after that you were all finished! Punz’ house was back in perfect condition. And you even fed his pups some steak until they were back at full health, poor doggos. But since you were finished you left the house to see where everyone went. You saw Bad and Eret running away from Punz’ house, shouting for someone to ‘not mention it’. Now confused you followed them, figuring since this was the way to L’manberg you’d check in and see what was going on but if it was just more tomfoolery then you’d head to the small country and leave them be.

As you walked nearer you heard Sam and Sapnap arguing. Once you cleared the bamboo path you looked to the right and saw all of them around a half built stone house area with chests and hoppers, Sapnap with his back to you standing over a dog. Your eyes widened when you saw he was holding a fucking sword to the poor thing’s neck. A look of outrage crossed your face, you remember hearing other minecrafters mentioning Sapnap’s penchant for murdering pets but you’d thought it had been somewhat exaggerated, but you guess not. And when you heard the dog yip when the sword grazed him you snapped and screamed at the little hothead brunet, startling him and the others in the group,

“SAPNAP! DON’T YOU FUCKING HURT THAT DOG!”

They all turned to look at you and before Bad could say ‘language’ Sapnap scoffed at you and snarked back, saying he doesn’t have to listen to shit you say. He doesn’t even listen to his own dad so there’s no chance he’d listen to you. ...He finished this by telling you to fuck off. Then he just turned his back on you like he hadn’t just done the verbal equivalent of spitting at your feet. You were stalking over to him before you could think. And he was so preoccupied with snapping at Eret (who had gotten closer in an attempt to feed Fran some steak) to back off that he didn’t hear you coming up behind him.

He did flinch when you yanked the helmet off his head though, and he whirled around to run you through with his sword. But you were faster and he only managed to raise his sword before you slapped him right across the face, HARD. Maybe a bit harder than you’d intended but in your defense you were just super pissed off that he was planning on killing someone’s poor pet. So you let your anger get the better of you for a moment. But either way, it was hard enough to knock him unconscious…

He collapsed to the grass like a marionette that had its strings cut. 

It was dead silent as the others stared at you in utter disbelief. But you paid them no mind and instead started pulling the stolen armor off of his limp form. Once you had it all you pulled a bed out of your inventory and lifted him up onto it and after a second of hesitation you tucked him in. Then after he was tucked in you turned to Karl, who took a step back with a nervous chuckle, and politely asked if he would call Punz for you. So you could give him his armor back. He hurried to do so and a second later Punz was on a voice call. 

“Hi Punz! It’s Reader, from L’manberg. I have your armor if you’d like to have it back! I’d like to get Sapnap’s in return though, so I can give it to him and y’all can put all this behind you. Sound good?” you asked sweetly.

Punz hesitated, confused and also suspicious, but still hoping he’d get his stuff back. He agreed and said he’d be there in a couple minutes. That’s when Eret spoke up and said they were at Sam’s place next door to his house, to which Punz said he understood then hung up. While you all waited you took the time to start building a little stone brick room around Sapnap. You hummed a little tune as you built, missing the way the guys and Eret all watched you with various levels of incredulity on their faces. Finally you put a door on the little room after making sure there was a torch inside so Sapnap didn’t wake up in the dark. Then you got to work building a cute little wooden gable roof on the top, even hanging little lanterns from the four corners of said roof.

“Alright what’s this about you having my armor?” you hear from behind you.

You turn to see Punz walking up dressed in enchanted Netherite armor, probably Sapnap’s. You say you have it but to wait a second. Then you take out a sign and put it up next to the door and write ‘naptime room <3’. Then you give Punz your undivided attention and pull out his armor and say you’d like to make a trade for Sapnap’s armor. Punz was all too happy to make the trade and a moment later he was dressed in his own armor again while you had the hotheaded player’s stuff. With it safe in your hotbar you turned to Karl, who was still gazing up at you with wide eyed wonder. You shrugged the look off, assuming it had to do with your height. Instead you asked him an important question.

“Karl, can I entrust you with Sapnap’s armor? Will you give it to him when he wakes up if I do?” the dead faced monotone way you’d asked made the hair on the nape of Karl’s neck raise but he nodded. 

You continued to stare at him, almost through him, and he had to physically resist the urge to break eye contact and hide behind Eret. He sagged with relief when after a minute you just nodded and said okay. Then you asked if he had an ender chest and he said not on him, but he could borrow someone else’s. You said okay before putting down your ender chest and saying he could use yours for now. You handed them over to him and watched him put them away in the chest before closing it. You took your ender chest back and said with a stern tone,

“Okay Karl, I’m trusting you to give Sapnap his stuff back with no shenanigans. Your integrity is now on the line.”

He looked a touch anxious but assured you that he would give Sapnap his armor back when he woke up. You gave a final nod before turning back to Punz and saying with a much more lighthearted lilt to your voice,

“Oh and Punz, your house looked like hell. There was water and fire everywhere and if that wasn’t bad enough the building looked like swiss cheese from the dozen or so holes thanks to the flames.”

Punz sighed, not looking forward to having to fix all that shit. Part of him wanted to beat Sapnap’s ass but another part didn’t want to go through the trouble. But after he thought that he glanced around, not seeing his temperamental friend anywhere. He wanted to ask where he was, not trusting how quiet it was without Sapnap shouting about whatever. Though you continued speaking before he could voice his question.

“But I was able to get rid of all the water after the others put out all the fires. And after that it was super easy to patch everything up! Two of your pups didn’t… make it. Sorry dude… But I fed the other two until their health was maxed and I think Eret hid your horse.”

Punz glanced over to Eret, who nodded to show they’d indeed hidden his horse from Sapnap. Then he turned back to you, still confused and suspicious, but let you finish.

“And I think that’s it. Wish we could have met under nicer circumstances but oh well. I should go though, gotta get some sleep. Work tomorrow and all that. Bye everyone! Was nice to meet you all, all things considered anyways. Also tell Sapnap I’m sorry I had to put him down for a nap. Bye!”

The group bid you goodbye, waving as you walked back towards the direction of Punz’ house. Soon you disappeared down the path behind the bamboo wall, leaving the group of guys standing there in dead silence. Though once you were out of eyesight it began.

Karl started it by breaking out into his usual high pitched giggles, he was laughing so hard he actually had to lean on the side of the stone building you’d crafted to house Sapnap. And Ant wasn’t far behind him, the anthropomorphic cat clutching his stomach as he laughed. Their laughter broke Eret and soon the sunglasses-wearing creeper hybrid was laughing loudly. Punz was confused as he watched the three lose their minds. He glanced at Sam, whose shoulders were shaking but his head was turned and he was silent. And even Bad was shaking his head with a grin on his face. The mercenary didn’t know what the hell was going on. And when he asked that just made Karl lose it even harder.

Punz asked Bad what happened, hoping to get an answer out of the only one not laughing himself stupid. But before the demon could answer Karl practically scream laughed,

“SHE FUCKING PIMP SLAPPED SAPNAP SO HARD IT SENT HIM STRAIGHT TO SLEEP!”

Punz gave an incredulous laugh, not fully believing Karl at first. And Karl tried to tell Punz what exactly happened but the brunet couldn’t stop giggling long enough to actually get the story out. So Ant eventually took over and explained what went down while Punz had absconded earlier. By the end Punz was laughing right along with the others, Bad shaking his head at them fondly and calling them silly muffins. Punz calmed down and wished more than anything he’d have gotten to see that. The group decided to play hide and seek while they waited for Sapnap to wake up. And yes they planned to roast him for this.

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[mcyt-imagines-library]

I love your writings!! Thx u a lot <3 Can i request general relationships hcs with eggpire arc Badboyhalo? Have a nice day!

C!BadBoyHalo, General Relationship Hcs

C!BadBoyHalo • Eggpire Arc

While he’s normally a whopping 9′6, because he is a demon, he has the ability to adjust his appearance and height, so, to make things easier for you, he usually makes it so that he’s around 5′8

He actually doesn’t mind it since it makes doing cutesy couple stuff so much easier

He can intertwine your fingers together as you walk side by side or cuddle up with you in a warm bed with much less trouble than when he would normally

Not to mention, he go on little corner side cafe date with you!

But since it does get a bit tiring keeping up a different physical appearance than normally, sometimes, when he goes to sleep, he’ll go back to his original size

Offers to let you sleep on his chest when he does

Sometimes he’ll drag you on cute little picnic dates when he doesn’t want to shift sizes too, so it’ll be you, a fearsome, ink black demon, and a cute little picnic basket in a little clearing of a forest together

Even though he’s easily embarrassed by it, he loves PDA, so if that’s the way you express your affection, he wouldn’t have any problems with it

His love language, however, is either doing acts of service for you or getting you gifts

They’re mostly flowers and other cute, heartfelt things, but sometimes he’ll get you gifts that the Egg has given him (just pieces if red vines, tbh)

Speaking of the Egg, he really wants to introduce you to it

While it may be in different ways, both you and the Egg make him so happy, so of course he wants you to meet it!

Honestly he’s quite pushy about it too, to the point of one of your dates being a walk that ends with seeing the Egg

The relationship might get a little bit bumpy if you’re adamant on never going near it, but he believes that any sort of differences you two have can be sorted out

That being said, he thinks you look positively stunning in red

[cynicalcitruscypher]

rules for requests

requests: open

this is a sfw blog. please do not include any nsfw, 18+, and/or mature content in requests. i write for characters only, and that’s how it will remain until ive stated otherwise. i am comfortable writing more triggering topics, but they will be tagged under their respective tw. i will only write platonic content for now, but this may change in the future. if a character is not on the list, please do not send in a request including them, as there is a reason for why they arent included.

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Characters (all c!)

Awsamdude

Badboyhalo

Dream

DreamXD

Eret

Fundy

Karl J.

Philza

Quackity

Ranboo

Sapnap

Technoblade

Tommyinnit

Tubbo

Wilbur Soot (l’manbur, vilbur, ghostbur, or revivebur)

Genres

fluff

angst

hurt with comfort

hurt without comfort

x reader

au

Topics (all tagged respectively)

panic attacks #/tw:panicattack

minor to heavy gore #/tw:minorgore #/tw:mildgore #/tw:heavygore

dysphoria #/tw:dysphoria

derealization #/tw:derealization

PTSD #/tw:ptsd

manipulation #/tw:manipulation

gaslighting #/tw:gaslighting

death #/tw:death

DO NOT REQUEST:

nsfw

discrimination

politics

[hangezoeenthusiast]

Saying I love you through actions

multiple x gn!reader

word count: 984

warnings: the egg, cursing, yelling, getting kinda hurt in wilbur's, food in sapnap's and dream's, monster addiction (obviously karl)

note: this is probably one of my favorite ones, the minors are platonic

C!Technoblade

shares his armor and potions

think of it as a offering

when you accept it, his piglin side goes brrrr

phil and you, possibly ranboo, are the only people he will give stuff to, because the other brats don't deserve it

if you give him your armor and potions, he is forever in your debt

Sapnap

shares his food with you

you and him totally drive at 3 am to subway or mcdonalds

when you drive back to the house, you kick up your feet on the dashboard, lean back in your seat, and take a sip from sapnap's drink

he was pissed, you had your own drink, why would you drink his?

he didn't do anything, but THEN you stole his fries

that was the last straw

then he bursted out on you

"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN FRIES, EAT THEM." and then you replied, "but babyyyyy."

you were puppy dog pouting, that was sapnap's weakness. he turned back to the road, and said, "ok, just take them, obviously you're still going to eat them."

then you went over the cupholder, and hugged him really tight

Dreamwastaken

let’s you take over his almost never daily stream

you’ll walk into his streaming place, and hold some food for him, because i just have a feeling he hasn’t ate in a while

so while he’s eating, you take off his headset, move the mic towards your mouth, and start talking to chat

and while you’re just asking how their day has been, dream is just sitting on the chair with his fork in the air, plate in his hand, and mouth stuffed to the brim

he’s just looking at you with a lovey dovey look in his gaze, it’s really cute, and very homey

Georgenotfound

gives you his blanket when it’s cold

it's honking freezing in his house

so naturally, being the good gogy he is, he shares it with you

you don't return the favor though, you pratically want him to get hypothermia

but you give it to him reluctantly :(

he stops sharing the blanket with you, but then you start fake crying, and he automatically gives it to you

Karl Jacobs

gives you almost every single monster he has

this boi is really addicted to monster

so he has to share it with you 😉

eventually, you're hooked, sometimes you even get a whole box of monster to share with him

it goes out by a week, or maybe less

after both of you are done, you slam the bottle on your foreheads

it's painful, but remember, pain is temporary, swag is forever 😉😩😜🤪😎🤓😏😫🤬😡😳🥵🥶😱🤔😬😵‍💫🥱😪😈🤠🤑👺👹☠️😼

(sorry for the spam of emojis)

Quackity

gives you his beanie

you know he doesn't like to show his hair on streams

and we think he's bald

so when you pop up behind him with your hair crazy, he gets one of his spare beanies, grabs your shirt to get closer to him, and places it on your head

and it's probably the LAFD one, since he wears his puma one more frequently

and bestie, YOU LOOKED GOOD

and chat was spamming, Y/NCHAMP

C!Punz

gives you his jewelry

he's REALLY rich, and will give you anything

but when you need to go out to a party or something like that, he just gives you his jewelry

need a ring, don't worry, take 5 rings for one hand

need a necklace, oh don't cry about it, let me get you a diamond one

you get what i'm putting down?

but when he sees you with it, his heart goes boing boing

C!Badboyhalo

let’s you decorate the egg

he never lets anyone touch the egg in anyway unless they wanted to join

the egg doesn't have an affect on you, he should kill you, but the egg doesn't mind you, and ordered him to not unalive you

but get this, when it's a special holiday, you actually decorate the egg

if it was christmas, you would put presents under it, and put tinsel EVERYWHERE

halloween would be spooky stuff, like jack-o-lanterns, skulls, and even multiple buckets of candy

the egg really likes it, and even bbh likes it, even though he's still iffy about you

Wilbur Soot

helps you play the guitar

he definitely tries to make you play internet ruined me, i'm in love with an e-girl, or your new boyfriend

and if the off chance he will try to make you play jubilee line, you do it so well

but before you practically mastered the art of the guitar, you used to mess up a lot

wilbur seriously had to take the guitar away from you for a week or more because you started to accidentally hurt your fingertips

Platonic!Ranboo

let’s you play with his gloves

when he’s streaming, without his facecam, you just randomly kick down the door, anime style, and sit next to him

and then when you get bored, you randomly fidget with his gloves

you obviously won’t take it off since he might be uncomfortable with it, but you’ll take the bottom of it, and just roll the material through your fingers

he just goes really soft

Platonic!Tommyinnit

he gives you his coke

honestly, when tommy gives you his coca cola, that just signifies your friendship more

it’s just really pog :]

he will only give you that, not wilbur, tubbo, or even philza

when he gives you it in front of chat, they just spam

“BESTIES FOR LIVERS” “I WANT MY FRIEND TO SHARE STUFF WITH ME”

Platonic!Tubbo

let’s you hold benson

it is the highest honor

he only lets his closest friends touch benson, and if you try to damage him at all, you're done for

but luckily, you don't

he gladly gives you benson, and you hold him very carefully

since he trusts you with benson, he gives you another benson, but obviously, you name it differently

[etheriaaly]

Just The Two Of Us [C! Tommyinnit x GN! Reader]

FLUFF TO ANGST (PLATONIC)  WARNINGS: Mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, character death, cursing

Reader pronouns: They/them 

A/N: Hi, this is my first DSMP fanfic so uhh I hope u enjoy lmao. There might be grammatical errors so pls do not mind it :D

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[Y/N] already lost count of all the pranks and chaos they made with Tommy. They didn't like causing havoc or pulling pranks on people but if Tommy asked them to tag along, they would. Tommy is their best friend after all. Plus, where's the fun in life without a little risk?

[Y/N] was just at their Cottage house, peacefully making the potions that Quackity ordered just hours ago. Since [Y/N] is a skilled witch, it was no shock when they owned a Potions business. Everyone in the SMP server knows about this and they usually come and buy their potions. 

They were about to finish the last set of potions that Quackity ordered until they ran out of ingredients. "Dammit." [Y/N] muttered under their breath. They turned around and immediately went to find if they have any stock ingredients in their barrels or chests.

When they saw no stock ingredients, [Y/N] sighed and decided to do some last minute ingredients grinding. It was until they opened the door and saw Tommy standing in front of their house door.

[Y/N] knew that his presence is no good because that motherfucker is grinning ear to ear. They playfully groaned and asked, "What is it this time child?"

"Hey, I told you not to call me a child anymore!" Tommy suddenly protested, feeling insulted but went back to his sly grin and said, "Let's prank Skeppy and Bad." 

"That's a horrible idea." 

"Come on, bitch. It'll be fun." 

And they did come with Tommy. A couple hours had passed and [Y/N] had already forgotten about the ingredients they were gonna get for Quackity's potions. Tommy said that Big Q's order can wait but the prank can't. 

It wasn't long after Bad and Skeppy saw the two teenagers doing their little harmless prank on them. 

[Y/N] caught sight of the two and immediately tugged on Tommy's shirt. "Fuck, Tommy we gotta go." 

Tommy, unfazed and still focused on the prank, said, "Just a little longer." 

[Y/N] nudged Tommy's side using her elbows as the two teenagers can now hear Skeppy and Bad's incoherent yelling drawing closer and closer to them. 

"RUN!" [Y/N] yelled as they both left the things they used to try to prank BBH and Skeppy. 

The two let out a laugh as they ran away. Tommy constantly turned his head back to see if Skeppy and Bad are still after them. 

[Y/N] and Tommy continued to run even though Bad and Skeppy stopped coming after them. It wasn't until the two teenagers finally stopped running so that they could catch their breath. 

"What now?" [Y/N] gasped, who is still out of breath from both running and laughing at the same time. They looked at Tommy. 

Tommy grinned again and then grabbed their arm, "I have something pog to show you." 

[Y/N] didn't question Tommy and just let him drag them to a mountain. 

Once they have reached the destination, [Y/N] let out a 'wow'. The view is breathtaking and it is very peaceful. The mountain isn't that very far from the SMP but it looks like very few have come across this part. 

"So, what do you think?" Tommy asked, looking at the view. The view consists of the calming ocean waves and a peaceful sunsetting with birds passing by. 

[Y/N] turned to Tommy and smiled, "This could be our secret spot." They slowly walked towards the edge of the mountain cliff but were immediately stopped by Tommy. 

"Oh, [Y/N] wait. Be careful, the edge of the cliff looks really faulty." Tommy warned. 

[Y/N] immediately stepped back a little and took note of what Tommy said. But, they were still curious and looked down at the edge of the cliff, only to see the water from below. 

If someone would fall from this cliff and took a heavy impact on the water, that person wouldn't survive due to how high the mountain cliff is. 

[Y/N] then proposed, "You know, when things are stressful and stuff. We can just go here, sit in silence and look at the view as the wind or the waves takes away our problems for a while." 

"Just the two of us." The blonde haired lad said and then they both stood in silence, admiring the view and beauty of the server. 

Oh, if only you could turn back in time and relive this memory. If only things are still the same the way it was before. 

It's been so long since [Y/N] had fun and peace. Probably so many months since Tommy first showed them their secret mountain hangout area. 

[Y/N] currently stood still, gazing at the view that was once calm and peaceful but was now replaced with sounds of flying TNTs, fireworks and screams from the background.

They were in no state of mind as of the moment. They don't even know what to do anymore. A lot has changed ever since the wars, the exilation of Tommy. 

[Y/N] sniffed, wiping their tears using their now mangy sleeves caused by the current chaotic event. They continued to stare at the ocean, a potion of poison glistening in their hands. 

[Y/N] looked at the Potion of Poison that they were holding and pondered whether to drink it or not. 

Maybe it's best to end it once and for all. They don't have anywhere to go anyways. They don't have any friends or family to turn back to since everyone is against them or thought badly of them now. 

[Y/N] can't even go back to L’manberg as well since they're now a wanted criminal for breaking the laws and escaping from their house since they're supposed to be on house arrest for the crimes they didn't even do. 

They opened the cork of the potion, but they didn't drink it yet. They let their mind wander for a while and process everything that has happened. 

Maybe Dream was right. Maybe the people they loved never even cared for them at all. Maybe it was all just a lie. Maybe—

"[Y/N]." A familiar voice that they haven't heard in a while. 

It was windy. The cool breeze of air touched their skins. But along with the wind, there are particles of TNT or fireworks dusts. 

The [H/C] haired person turned around and saw their best friend for the first time in months. 

"Tommy." [Y/N] replied. Their voice were hoarse and dry. "What are you- What are you doing here?" 

"I could ask you the same thing." Tommy glared at them.

[Y/N] quietly groaned, closed their eyes for a while and pinched their nose bridge, still holding the potion on their other hand. "So, you believe all that shit?"

"Enough for me to believe the fact you tried to murder Tubbo, burn my invites and team up with Dream." 

Tommy added, "Maybe they were right about you. You're Dream's sibling after all." 

[Y/N] scoffed and threw their available hand around the air, "He may be my sibling, but we are never alike." 

"Why, [Y/N]? Why did you do it?" Tommy asked, hands gripping tighter on his sword. "Did Dream finally get into your head for you to commit these crimes? Or did you just do it because it's in your blood?" 

"You don't know a thing that happened," [Y/N] harshly spit back, completely trying to avoid the topic of Dream. "Of course you don't. You were exiled."

Tommy never understood why. Why had they turned like this? He felt rage and betrayal. During his exiled time, Tommy thought that they were gonna be that one person who would try to find him. Comfort him or even send him secret coded messages. But no, he received nothing. 

It hurts. Hurts like hell to know your best friend turned their back on everyone. A best friend that he has known for years. A part of him wants to believe they didn't do it but the proofs are enough for him to believe it was really them. 

"Well, you really can't blame me can you? You can only blame yourself," [Y/N] said. "This all started because of you and your stupid discs. All you ever care about is the FUCKING DISCS. Wars started, lives were lost, relationships were destroyed, all just because of those discs." 

They had never done this before. This was their first time just being angry and shouting at each other. Although this might be new to each other, it was obvious that they have been bottling up their emotions way too long. 

"You know what?! Things would be so much better if only you didn't exist." Tommy instantly regretted what he said as soon as he saw a potion glisten from [Y/N]'s hands. 

He may not be an expert but he knew well enough of the potions due to him hanging out too much with them before. "What are you doing?" Tommy immediately asked. "Is that a potion of poison?" 

"Nothing for you to care about." [Y/N] turned back towards the cliff and stared at the view once again. 

"Just the two of us again here, huh?" They said as they pulled the potion towards their mouth, just inches away from the lips now until Tommy hurriedly ran towards [Y/N] and tackled them. 

"What are you, an idiot?!" Tommy scolded as they both fought each other while trying not to fall from the cliff. He tried to pull the potion of poison away but it was hard since they kept gripping on it. 

It wasn't until Tommy was finally able to remove the potion from [Y/N]'s grasps. He threw the potion far away as it got smashed on the ground. 

The two of them were too busy fighting over the potion to notice that one of them is now standing on the faulty edge of the cliff. 

[Y/N] was on the edge of the cliff and accidentally backed away from Tommy, thinking there was still space. A loud shriek came out of their mouth.

Tommy immediately ran towards the edge, scrambled on his feet and looked down. Luckily, [Y/N] was able to hold onto the edge but their hands are shaky and tired from all the things that just happened. 

"I got you, I got you." Tommy frantically muttered, his breath increasing as to not knowing what will happen next. 

[Y/N] grip is slowly failing. Once their hands slipped, Tommy instantly grabbed their hands and tried to pull them back up. But, he too was tired from everything that has been happening. 

He tried to pull them up again but it was no use. Stress was adding up even more the moment they both felt the edge of the cliff shaking once more. 

Tommy can't do it anymore. So, he let out all the tears he's been trying to fight back. 

"It's gonna be okay, Tommy. Let me go." 

The blonde haired teen's eyes widened at [Y/N]'s statement. He can't do it. He can't bear to lose another loved one in his life. 

"I can't lose you too, [N/N]." Tommy croaked. 

The two might've fought just minutes ago but this is now a life and death situation. Problems and angst aside, they still care for each other. 

"You already did." Tommy's eyes widened in confusion and sadness. [Y/N] forced their hand to slip from his as Tommy tried to tighten it even more. [Y/N] had a few energies remaining, so they used it to push themselves off the cliff with their foot, making Tommy let go. 

For Tommy, everything is going so fast that his mind almost stopped working. 

But everything was in slow motion for [Y/N]. The fresh wind was so refreshing, almost making them forget what is currently happening to them. 

They closed their eyes, not wanting to see anymore reactions from Tommy. This is their end. This was meant to be. 

The moment [Y/N] chose to fall out from Tommy's grip, the blonde panicked and set aside all items he had with him. Without thinking properly, he lunged himself off the cliff. The only goal he had in mind was to save [Y/N] before it's too late. 

But he was, indeed, late. 

Everyone's communicator beeped. They all took at least some time to look at what the message could be on the communicator. As soon as everyone read the 2 words, their jaws dropped. 

[Y/N] drowned. 

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