#cat tv head dolls

[alanaartdream]

So some of you may known I have been collecting penny’s box dolls and some other little blind box bjd like dolls

I might be adding a few more to that but for now a little TikTok on my little collection of them

[prestonmonterey]

silly catgirl robot doll!!!!!!! :DDDD

guys i thought this would take me a week

i started this like. a couple hours ago

TwT

its hard to see in the photo but she is *very* glittery so shes done and im not painting her bc itd be hell tryin to make sure the paint doesnt chip on any of the itty bitty little parts

you also cant really see bc my hands covering it but her tail is a cable :)

anyway i have *so* much sparkly grey clay that i dont know what to do with so i might be making more ball jointed dolls this week :3

(also i need a name for this gal if yall have any ideas)

[wisphunt]

Paper doll with a plastic screen for the tv part so you can draw their face with wipeable markers! The screen colour is also double sided and can be changed :3

[thepictoblr]

UFDOLL TV CAT GOT HERE SHE ALSO CAME WITH STICKERS. RAAAAAAAAAA SHES SO CUTE

[squinch-depraved]

idea: schlatt and you trying some special sex chocolate and accidentally take way more than you mean to and the effects r starting to take place 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

-🐏 anon

oh this is yuMMy. delicious. scrumptious, even. thank u to 🐏 anon for being my first ever ask ily mwah i hope this is good i've never used these chocolates before but i might have to 🫣

coming home from a long day to your boyfriend's empty apartment was not what you were hoping for. you were hoping to come home to him watching something on the tv, rotting on the couch in his usual comfy clothes, playing with his two sweet cats, and just waiting for you to get home. in your mind, he would have sprung up to greet you the second the door opened, gliding through the apartment to place a tender kiss on your lips as he picks you up and twirls you around. but the unnerving silence you actually did come home to rips you from your daydream before he can place you back down on the ground and gush about how much he missed you. the cats finally skitter up to you, meowing and trilling in a way that lets you know they're absolutely starved for attention (he's been gone maybe 20 minutes, probably). cooing at the sweet babies as they butt their heads into your legs, you pet them and settle in for the night.

after having changed into one of his shirts and deciding pants weren't worth the effort, you stumble into the kitchen to grab a snack. lucky you, your perfect boyfriend had left a plain gold box of 12 wrapped chocolates on the counter! no labels, other than a little logo in the corner, but a small note was stuck onto the top of the box, reading: "take ONE - be back soon toots" along with a heart. you sigh contentedly and tear into the box. you hadn't had much time to eat today, and you were sure your boyfriend who loved to spoil you would be fine with you having more than the allotted amount of mysterious chocolates. what's the worst that could happen, they're edibles? at least then you'll have a story to contend with ted's!

the first chocolate melts on your tongue, leaving an almost rosy flavor behind that you can't quite get enough of. you debate if this'll be worth the punishment, but the chocolate was impossibly good, so you decide to go in for one two three more before dancing yourself down the hallway and into your shared bedroom. feeling slightly warm, you lay down in the middle of your bed and put some random video on the tv, dozing off a few minutes later. your job was exhausting, he'll get the hint you're sleeping and come find you when he gets home to a silent apartment. see how he likes it.

but he doesn't come home to a silent apartment. whimpers and moans bounce off the walls, echoing down the hall from your bedroom's open door. his eyes immediately dart to the little gold box on the counter, eyebrows shooting up in an oh, fuck motion when he sees the four wrappers littering the surface. he quickly drops his stuff where it needs to go and pops two chocolates in his mouth himself, figuring he'll need help keeping up with you after how many you've had, before quickly walking to the bedroom. the sight that awaits him leaves him standing in the doorway for a while until he finally decides to wake you up.

you lay there, babbling in your sleep, random phrases about how good something feels and how close you were. mostly incoherent horny gibberish. your (his) shirt has ridden up a bit, panties visible and soaked as you writhe unconsciously, desperately trying to get friction from a pillow, the blanket, something, anything. it makes him smirk, and he watches you for a moment before sitting down and gently stroking your cheek.

"y/n," you hear. "doll, c'mon, i gotta take care of you." you slowly come to, and once you process that he's here, he's back, you jump him. pulling him down to kiss you before attacking his neck with little nibbles until he pulls away, a stern (yet amused) look on his face. "i told you one. ONE. piece of chocolate."

you hide your face in your hands. "what the fuck did you do to me, j?? i thought maybe they were edibles or something, but this doesn't feel like a normal high? i'm sorry, i know i shouldn't have eaten them now but oh my god, what did you DO to me? i feel like a feral, ovulating, cavewoman or some shit!!" you whine, earning a laugh from him.

"they're sex chocolates."

you move your hands and look at him. "sex chocolates," you repeat.

he nods.

"why the fuck wouldn't you say that??" you smack his arm.

he grins and replies, "thought the mystery would be sexy."

"i mean, inadvertently, yeah!" you sigh, amused and frustrated all at the same time.

he strokes your hair and kisses your forehead. "i took two to keep up with you," he breathes into your ear.

you hook your legs around him and pull him as close to you as you can. "then let's go! c'mon, c'mon, c'mon," you pant as you grind up against him, groans spilling from his lips. "fuck me! touch me! something, j, please, i'm begging you," you plead, kissing him frantically all over his chest and neck. hands exploring under his sweater and dragging nails down his back, arching your back and moaning without him having to even do anything, he swears he's never been this hard.

the first time you cum, it's from his head between your thighs, tongue lapping at your clit and sopping pussy like a man deprived of water for days. he keeps going until you're crying, begging him for another kind of stimulation besides his thick fingers ramming in and out of you and his chops brushing against your purple-marked thighs. the second time you cum is also from his masterful mouth, and this time he listens when you say you can't take it anymore. he drags himself up to look at you, kisses you in a way that leaves you breathless, and slowly pushes himself into you as you whine and squirm.

round one, he starts gentle, slowly working his way up to a medium pace, where he starts fondling your chest. once he really gets going, though, he's spitting on you, choking you, and rubbing your clit with his thumb all while pounding into you at an incredible pace. "so good for me, toots," he growls, fucking into you almost inhumanely now. all you can manage is a whimper. you cum once more before he pulls out and makes you suck him off til he finishes, grabbing your hair and guiding you up and down, and then really far down before cumming down your throat.

ten minutes of making out later and round two starts with him shoving you down, hands and knees, so he can shove himself into you from behind. something about the recoil of your ass makes his brain short circuit. he brings his hand around to your clit again and it's not long before you're screaming that you're about to cum again, and he smacks your ass so hard you know it's going to leave a mark and says, "fuckin' cum for me, you stupid slut. can't listen to directions but i bet you'll follow that one, huh?" through gritted teeth. you cry out and collapse as your fourth orgasm rips through you. he holds you up long enough for him to somehow speed up before filling you up with his pearlescent seed.

you both lay there for a second before he kisses the back of your head and pulls out, leaving to go get you some water and then help you to the bathroom. you make a mental note to always eat more than one of those chocolates and sigh, finally feeling satisfied.

[luveline]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 —send me a shy!reader request for any character (with a plot) and I'll write a >1k drabble

shy reader who really just wants to lie down on the couch with james, but remmy and sirius are over

luveline's 40k party ☆ thank you for requesting ♡ fem!reader

"It's, like, exploding eyeliner or something. Every time I use it I look like I've cried my eyes out," Sirius says. 

You linger behind the doorway, hands curled into your shirt behind your back. James, your boyfriend, is lying down on the sofa. You'd been sitting with him until you needed to use the bathroom, and while you were gone his friends came home. 

You can't complain —it's their house, not yours. But you don't know what to do now.

"I thought you changed to pencil," James says, stretching like a cat in the sun, the firm lines of his chest rippling. You're shy, but you can't lie to yourself. James is a catch.  "Like, the kohl stuff." 

"It's hard to put on."

"And take off," Remus says, having splayed beside Sirius on the single armchair. 

Sirius pulls Remus' thigh further into his lap. "So I decided against it for Remus' sake." He must have a better sixth sense than the other two, turning in the chair to smile at you. "Hey, doll. You okay?" 

"I–" You beg yourself not to stammer. "M'okay. How are you?" 

James beckons for you to come in as Remus answers, "Don't ask him, he'll never stop complaining." 

You obey James' ask and try to sit where you'd been before at his feet, but he catches your waist and pulls you down. Your back across his hips, his arm over your stomach, it isn't intimate in the dirty sense but intimate all the same. Your cheeks catch fire instantaneously. 

"I'm quite good, actually," Sirius says. 

"Yeah?" You sound ridiculous. "What about you, Remus? Did you, um, did you finish your new chapter?" 

Remus grins at your remembering. James' hand squeezes approvingly, clearly pleased as well as Remus delves into an explanation of why his novel seems to have stagnated. Your stiff as a rod despite James' nice handling while you listen. You want to lie down with him, your eyes heavy, the light outside fading as the boys talk, but appearances hold you back, even as Remus dissolves into Sirius side like wet paper and kips. 

"You okay?" James asks, hand climbing up to just below your chest. "Lie down with me." 

"I don't want to be, you know, rude," you whisper.

James doesn't laugh nor tease you. "It's not rude, lovely, this is my house, and you're welcome to do what you like when you're here." He's whispering too, careful not to talk louder than the TV. "If you want to lie down, you can. He won't care, and it's not rude. I'll cover you up like a blanket anyway." 

James sits up a little and pulls you gently to his front. You put your legs up next to his and lay back, giving in to the lul of his warm skin seeping through your shirt, the coiled muscled of his forearm where he squeezes you up tight to his chest. 

Sirius looks over at the movement. "We're just cushions, mate," he says to James, grinning. 

James kisses the side of your head with palpable pride. "That's all I was made to be," he says happily. 

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[7:09 pm]

(cw: parents!au)

Every parent knew what silence meant. Silence meant some huge mess was being made, someone was hiding, being mischievous, general mayhem being had. This was especially true in your home with your daughter and 3 cats. It was never this quiet in your house with the four—five troublemakers in your house. It couldn’t be the main troublemaker because he was sitting right next to you, fully invested in a a reality tv show.

“Jaemin, listen,” You said quietly while you muted the tv.

He looked at you quizzically, “I don’t hear anything… what could she be doing now?”

“It’s not her nap time yet, I have a very bad feeling about this,” you replied nervously.

Your daughter had a sweet face, she was nice and friendly in public. She always waved at strangers with a huge smile on her face. She knew to stay by your side when she wasn’t sitting in a shopping cart. She very rarely threw tantrums, a perfect little angel. People had even told you so.

In the comfort of your home on the other hand, she was hyperactive and loud. She wreaked havoc on the daily. And the cats were either right her side or far, far away from her. There was no in between. When the cats decided she was being too much your daughter would try to climb their scratching posts to reach them or pull on their tails. The poor animals. When they decided to help her the house was loud, something got destroyed, scratched, or simply broken.

The last time the 4 of them had joined forces you needed to buy a new bookshelf for the living room with all new frames for the pictures that filled up some empty spaces on the shelves.

“Rock, paper, scissors to see who goes,” Jaemin offered. You rolled your eyes but complied. Softly hitting your fist against the palm of your hand. One paper and one rock, you lost.

“Wish me luck please, and have your credit card ready to shop. Oh my god, I think I’m gonna be sick,” you muttered, standing from the couch and walking toward your daughter’s room, but not without pouting and sending pleasing looks to your husband.

You tiptoed quietly to her open door and took a peek inside. Oh good, she was playing with her baby dolls. Wait, since when were they covered in fur?

You ran back to the living room whisper yelling, “Honey, you have to come see what your daughter is doing!”

Jaemin tilted his head back and shut his eyes, “why is she only my daughter when she’s being naughty?”

“It’s not even that bad, no new furniture. Just come see!” You tugged on his arm until he was up and quietly sneaking behind you.

You both peeked into the open door and watched as your daughter swaddled up one of the cats, Luke. And he liked it! He was purring and nuzzling into your daughters small and unusually gentle hands. “Ok baby! It’s time for a nap!” She told the cat before placing him in her toy bassinet. The poor doll who it belonged to could be seen face down under her bed.

“And for the other baby, it’s lunch! Time for your bottle,” she told Luna, picking up the cat and holding her like a newborn while holding a toy bottle to the cat’s mouth. And poor Lucy was sitting on a doll bed with a bonnet tied below her chin, but she looked unbothered.

“I think the cats… like it?” Jaemin whispered in confusion.

You looked at him, “weirdly enough, I think they do too.”

You and Jaemin continued to watch the four of them play and interact. They were all calm and playing happily, until, she turned and caught sight of you.

She bounded over to you and jumped into your arms, knocking the wind out of you.

“I’m practicing!” She smiled brightly.

“What are you practicing for, baby?” You asked her, moving some hair out of her face.

“Daddy said he’s going to get me a baby brother! So I have to practice being a good big sister!” She smiled, stating it like it was obvious.

Your fave dropped, looking at Jaemin with a raised eyebrow, “did your dad say that? That’s news to me. What else did he tell you, baby?”

Jaemin’s face dropped and your daughter began spilling all their secrets. How he always bought her candy before ballet, they sometimes snuck some ice cream together after you were asleep, Jaemin put sugar in her cereal, and how he promised her new toys if she didn’t mention anything about a new sibling. “Do I still get my toys daddy?”

“Uh! No! She would not be getting any new toys!”Jaemin yelled in his mind.

“You can ask daddy later, he’s about to be in very big trouble.”

[bunny584]

OBSESSED: NANAMI (PT. II)

A/N: Because our collective husband won the contest. Gege texted me saying obviously Nanami would win. He also said if I don’t post a second part immediately Choso gets the boot next season. So I’m doing this for ALL of us 🤗 (I swear, I swear I’m 90% done with H&H for those of you that follow/have tolerated my lollygagging).

C/W: Fluff, Breeding, Mature, 18+

“It wasn’t over…it still isn’t over.”

Lines from The Notebook bubble from your lips onto Nanami’s bare chest. You’re curled onto him like a Cheshire cat. Your pretty, flushed mouth pets him. Followed closely by muffled sniffles. You bury your misty eyes and runny nose into his ratty, old college baseball shirt.

The one washed heather grey from the days turned months turned years of your careful handwashing.

I can get you another shirt, my love.

But I want this one, Ken. It reminds me of when we first fell in love.

Your answer is the same whenever he offers. Pouring all of your being into mending the natural little holes, the frays, and strain that comes with time.

His precious girl.

You nurse his shirt back to health, time and time again. In the same way you kiss him on rainy Sunday mornings. And pull him into the kitchen to dance with you under candlelight. And sneak extra food into his packed lunch on days he has to work overtime.

You are celestial.

With you he’s entrenched in the Heavens.

With you he builds the palatial wings of his own personal Icarus. Flying close, nearly too close, to the blinding warmth of your Sun.

“It’s so romantic, isn’t it?”

You shift up higher on him. Torsos melding together. Both your thighs cradled between his pajama clad legs. Nanami drags his fingers along your delicate spine.

God, he revels in you like this.

“It is, baby.”

Nanami catches the glassy mosaic in your eyes. Worthy of display in the Sistine Chapel.

You quickly bury your head into his neck, embarrassed about crying over a movie you’ve both seen over 10 times.

“I’m being so ridiculous, I’m sorry. It’s the stupid, dumb, stupid hormones.”

You press a cloud soft kiss into his chest and it reverberates down to his thundering heart.

Truthfully, Nanami has spent the entirety of the film watching you.

Tiny wrinkles in your button nose during some scenes, giggles and full belly laughs at others. You try to bite back your sobs. Slap away your tears before they splash against his abs — like they don’t correlate with the same points in the plot everytime.

He purposefully chose The Notebook after dinner because of your reactions. Just so he could fall in love with you all over again.

Just like Icarus.

Who fell from flying too close to the Sun.

Because loving you feels like a blissful free fall. With no ground in sight.

“I can’t wait to marry you.” The words flow out of Nanami. He can’t seem to contain it.

A pretty gasp escapes you. You pull away from the TV to shift closer to his face.

“Oh, Ken. I can’t wait to—“

“Kiss me.” His voice is throaty, laced with growing need.

Such an obedient girl.

Your lips are addicting. A fiend’s paradise.

He surges his hands in your hair while his tongue traces and tastes every corner of your mouth. You whine into him. He sucks on your tongue before taking your bottom lip into his teeth.

“Baby,” You breathe against his lips. Gentle pants melding with his.

Nanami kisses a hushed I love you into your mouth, before shifting your bodies on the plush couch.

His cock has been throbbing the entire movie. His shirt has inevitably shrunken over the years. Where it used to fall past your mid thighs, now it rides halfway over your hips.

Your plump, perky ass has been in plain view the whole night. Nothing protecting you from his invasion except for a thin, baby doll thong. Navy. Like the letters on his alma mater’s shirt.

Because your body is in heat, preparing you for a baby, your breasts are noticeably larger.

Filling out his shirt in the most mouth watering way. Your nipples, hard and sensitive, enticing him with every miniscule movement.

God, the way you wince and squeal when you brush your buds too harshly against him. Or whimper when the supple, puffy flesh of your tits push against his rigid body a little too hard.

His cock bucks off his thigh every single time.

The next 3 days Nanami will be reduced to the most rudimentary version of himself.

He’ll follow you around the house like a lap dog. Burying his nose and mouth and lips and tongue into every part of your body. He’ll grope you. Rub his crotch into you at every turn. Cum from just sucking on your nipples, if you let him.

You two have decided to abstain from sex when you ovulate. Until you are ready to create a love child.

He says you, because Nanami is fully ready, eager, to have mini-yous filling his home with life.

And really, he’s happy to let you dictate your family planning.

But the next 3 days will be torture. His needy, oversensitive heavy cock will drive every thought. He’ll jerk off more times than he can count.

Nanami is on his back now, with you perfectly perched on his manhood. Nothing but your thin panties cupping your precious little cunt. His length tents right up against you, begging for entry.

Both of your warm hands caress each hill and valley of his abs. Little crystals line your wide, puppy eyes. Tip of your nose so deeply flushed from all your tears. Cheeks dusted rose from your sex rubbing against his in this position.

No matter how many years you two have been intimate, you always blush, and squirm, and look away and hide your face like it’s the first time.

And it just makes him want to bury his cock in you. And take you. And worship you. And keep you swollen with his cum.

“How did I get so lucky?”

Again, Nanami means to think the statement but it rolls off his tongue on its own accord.

“D-do you mean that?” The way your bottom lip quivers makes his cock drool.

“My love. Your name was etched into my heart from the day I met you.”

Nanami pulls himself up so that your chest collides with his. You whimper at the sudden contact and the sound decimates his brain.

He crashes his lips into yours once more.

Your sweet mouth is blinding. You immediately evanesce into him. Little “ohs” and little “mmms” escape you in the pockets of breath Nanami allows you.

His cock jerks violently against your warm, dewy folds. Your arousal has soaked through your measly barrier. Now mixing with his, staining his sweats.

“Oh sweetheart,” Nanami husks against your lips. His fingers go to move your thong aside and are now drenched.

“So wet for me. Such a needy girl.”

He circles your puffy clit twice. And you buck against his veiny hand.

“Mmnnggh…oh god, K-Ken..” broken little moans kiss Nanami’s neck, while he pets your soaking wet folds.

“My precious girl,” he muses, fully aware of how pliant you become under his sweet words and light touch.

Nanami shifts his hips upward, just to avoid his legs falling asleep. But the sound that emanates from your lips is mind altering.

The friction from his fingers on your sensitive bud and his barely clothed, steel pipe length bullying into your opening drives you to see stars.

You bury your head back into the crook of his neck. So embarrassed about the way your hips start rutting against his cock. Slowly. On low autopilot.

Nanami grips your fleshy ass with his free hand. Pushing you deeper onto his rod every time you hump him.

“Oh yeah, baby?”

He gently teases into your ear. It’s such a fucking turn on. You rutting against him so desperately. Blushing up to your ears. Trying and failing miserably at fighting your body when it’s in heat like this.

Your nails dig little crescents into Nanami’s back. Small little puffs of air feather his skin.

“That’s it, pretty girl.” Nanami huffs.

“Use my cock. Make yourself feel good.”

You mewl at his words. Frustrated that the friction you want, need, is escaping you.

“I-I’m so…” words broken by your sloppy, desperate humping. Nanami grips your ass tighter. He suspends his hips upward to help you.

But his adjustments just make you whine louder. Pulling your face out of his neck to glare at him. Little frustrated crystals fall from your eyes. Your pupils are completely blown. Eyelids heavy. Nostrils flaring.

Fucking hell.

He could cum from just looking at you right now.

You need his cock. It feels criminal not to sink into your begging, decadent, pretty little cunt right now. When your body has worked so hard to prepare you to be stuffed and bred.

“I’m so horny,” another salty tear rolls down your pretty face.

And Nanami has to look up at the ceiling.

Because you say things like that.

While dripping around his dick. With your puffy tits and lips. Wearing his shirt that reminds you both of when you first fell in love.

How can you expect him to maintain any decorum?

“I-I-I love you with all my heart, Kento.”

And, he’s off.

You snap his last remaining string of self control in half.

Nanami takes another bruising kiss from your lips. His hands start dragging his shirt over your head. And you immediately moan into him.

“Be gentle with it!” You scold through delirious groans.

He can’t help but smile against your lips. His sweet, tender hearted future wife. So protective. Even if it’s just a cotton t-shirt.

“Forgive me baby, I’ll be more gentle.”

Willing his hands to move a beat slower. He pulls the prized possession over your head and sets it on the couch ledge behind you.

His eyes instantly drop to your sensitive nipples. And you squirm away from his searing gaze.

“My beautiful wife.” Nanami murmurs.

He places feather light kisses on your sensitive mounds.

Your tiny fingers wire through his hair and gently tug. And Nanami’s cock twitches in return. Leaking more of his arousal onto the mess you both have created.

“Can I make love to you baby? All I need is my tongue.”

Grit in his tone almost sharp enough to nick your skin.

You roll your bottom lip under your teeth. Wanton and utterly fucked out, you drop your hand to his crotch for the first time. Evoking a loud hiss from your soon-to-be husband.

“I want to feel you.” Hot desire woven throughout your angelic features.

Your voice calls to his manhood. The last remaining blood in his brain diverts directly to his groin.

“I…” Nanami pulls in a deep, shaky breath.

“I won’t be able to pull out, pretty girl.”

You take a kiss this time, swirling your sweet tongue around his. Nanami melts into your mouth like chocolate. Palming both of your hips with his large hands.

Pull out? He won’t be able to last more than 5 seconds inside you at this rate.

“You’re my husband,” your dulcet voice absolutely fucking his brain.

“And I want to feel you.”

Nanami has to bite back a pathetic whine. There’s barely 3 seconds left before he’s thrusting into you like the caged animal he is.

“Sweetheart, I could…” No, he knows he will.

“I will get you pregnant tonight.”

He offers you the last warning he’ll be able to mumble before he starts.

You cup his face. Place a chaste kiss on his swollen lips and grind onto his helplessly rock hard cock.

“Then let’s make a baby.”

[luuknowsbetter]

RIDE. Bucky Barnes x reader

plot; You tease Bucky about riding him, but he takes it seriously.

trope; Bucky barnes x fem!reader

warnings; smut. Inappropriate Language. and sex, a LOT of sex

I was lying on the sofa in the living room with Alpine on my lap, while watching an episode of Friends on TV, when suddenly I heard things being moved from the cupboard in the kitchen, I leaned over to see what it was about and I saw Bucky took out a glass to drink a whiskey, I shouted "make me one too babe!" and I settled down on the couch again. Bucky arrived within a few minutes, with two drinks in his hands, and sat next to me, handing me the glass, I thanked him with a soft kiss on the cheek and he put his arm around my shoulder,-

-What are we watching? -He asked, looking at the screen,

-Friends- I answered, without taking my eyes off the TV where Ross was covered in talcum powder from head to toe with his pants down while he was on a call with Joey. I laughed while watching the episode. Bucky smiled sideways when he heard me laugh, and placed his hand on my thigh, caressing it gently. I looked down at his hand and bit my lip slightly. Apparently he noticed because the next thing he did was start placing wet kisses on my neck. and my face, I gave a little chuckle and he pulled away with a little smile

-What? He asks smiling, not understanding what was happening.

-I think Alpine doesn't like this- I mention, and Bucky looks down at my lap to see the cat with a very unfriendly face, I laugh and pick her up to put her on the floor.

Bucky gives me a flirtatious look as he repositions his hand on my thigh. "Should we continue doll?" he asked with a smirk. We started kissing again, but this time it was more romantic. A few seconds later we separated in search of air.

-Are you okay doll? -He asks, caressing my face gently, and tucking my hair behind my ear. -Oh yes, just thinking about riding your face- I say with a light ironic laugh, he looks at me surprised, but he lets out a chuckle, denying it slightly. that sentence hits him, hard- his entire demeanor changes instantly into one full of cocky overconfidence- and he’s clearly trying to compose himself

-Oh yeah? he asks, voice low- think you can handle it?- he asks, voice low and rough. I chuckle at his comment

-I think so...- i lick my lips and I can see how his eyes darken once he sees me do this, he grins, eyes sparkling with playful mischief

-Come here then, doll. I approach, positioning myself on his lap with my legs on either side, he laughs, denying -No, doll…-I look at him with a raised eyebrow-ride my face, pretty girl...

Bucky sits on the floor to begin spreading kisses that go from my ankles to my inner thighs, where we made eye contact while he took off my small sports shorts and begins to kiss my intimate area above my panties. I let out a soft moan when I feel his kisses there, and I accidentally look away, causing Bucky to grab my face with his metal arm, forcing me to see him. -Keep your eyes on me, princess.

he says with a somewhat flirtatious tone, I nod and he immediately tears off my panties, tearing them on the spot, I let out a loud moan at the suddenness, James smiles maliciously when he hears me and bites his lip. seeing myself so vulnerable before him. Suddenly, Bucky picks me up in his arms, carries me on his shoulder

and he runs to the stairs where he takes me to our room, he gently leaves me on the bed and kisses me again, this time I have control and put him to bed. We both look at each other while I'm on top of him, and Bucky nods in approval, and I would even say a little excited.

I position myself over his mouth but without letting all my weight fall on him, so he begins to leave wet kisses all over my pussy, I let out small, low moans, his tongue is doing magic and I am enjoying the moment. until he stops, I open my mouth in protest and look down at my boyfriend, the soldier smirks and grabs my hips harder as he looks at me. -doll…when I tell you that You sit on my face, I mean it, don't just lean on it. fucking sit on it, sit like a chair. -I am surprised by his words, and possibly, at this point, I am totally blushing

-b-but I don't want to drown you- he interrupts me without letting me finish. -Don't ask if I can breathe, you sit down, and he lets me eat my lady's pussy.

I finally do what he asks, although a little unsure of it, but the moment I felt him directly inside me, licking and sucking my clit, god… I just couldn't stop moaning and moving back and forth. James continued licking and sometimes moaned which made me squirm with pleasure, until I couldn't take it anymore and finally I came all over his face. I got up from him quickly, totally embarrassed by it, Bucky had my juices all over his face, I covered my mouth with my hands -sorry! Seriously forgive me love, I didn't mean to- he laughs and kisses my forehead sweetly. -It's okay doll, I love it…" he says smiling softly, brushing the hair from my face to see me better.

-oh really? I mean, I stained everything, I really - he denies again -doll, this is an act of pure love from you towards me, the fact that you came for me means that you love me…or that I'm really good at it -he says something flirtatious, causing a blush on my part and making me hit his arm gently.

"I love you, princess…" he whispers -I love you more, soldier.

HELLO

okay so this is my 1st time writing smut so

i hope it was good

[aquaticmercy]

Strays

Summary : Bucky has a soft spot for strays.

Pairing : Bucky Barnes x reader (she/her) 

Warnings/tags : cute animals and fluff!!!!

Requested by : myself

Word count : 1.4k

Note : Just wanted Bucky to have a puppy lol. Also, Alpine gets a friend. On another note, I work freelance in events, and I’ve been getting more jobs lately, so instead of posting everyday, I will post once every two days starting next week. I will be focusing and posting a new series for the next couple of weeks, with the odd extra one shot here and there when I have time. So continue requesting if you’d like, but please know it will take a while for me to get to more requests! Summer and Winter are when I get paid the most lol.

Requests are open!

You were curled up on the couch, absentmindedly running your fingers through Alpine’s soft fur, though your eyes kept darting toward the door. The TV was nothing more than a flicker in the background, unable to pull you from your thoughts of the love of your life, who had been on a mission in some foreign land.

He was supposed to return to you today.

It had been a long few days without him. Though you trusted his skills, the anxiety of losing him never quite went away.

As if sensing your worry. Alpine shifted in your lap, purring gently. 

When you first heard the keys jingling, the tension in your body slowly eased.

Your fingers paused in their rhythm, tangled in Alpine’s fur, as your gaze locked onto the door.

A wave of relief washed over you when Bucky stepped in, a bit dirty, but more importantly, he was home. A quiet breath slipped out that you hadn’t even realised you were holding.

Alpine’s ears perked. In a swift movement, she hopped down, trotting towards the door with an affection she only ever reserved for Bucky.

"Traitor.” You smiled softly, shaking your head.

As your eyes landed on the tired soldier, you noticed hair was messier than when he’d left, a little darker at the roots from sweat and exhaustion.

But none of that mattered because he was here.

Safe.

Your eyes darted across him instinctively, scanning for any sign of injury. When you found none, the last of the anxiety you had been holding onto melted away.

His stubble had grown out, and his dark hair fell into his eyes in that rugged, effortlessly handsome way that always took your breath away.

"Bucky," you greeted, the suddenly stopped in your steps. You could not hide the disbelief seeping into your voice as your gaze flicked from him to the creature he was carrying.

“What is that?" Your brows shot up.

Cradled in his arms was a wriggling ball of fur—a scruffy puppy with floppy ears and a wagging tail that seemed too big for its body.

Bucky gave you a sheepish smile. He was clearly trying to gauge your reaction.

“Hey, doll," he said, shifting his grip on the puppy so it didn’t slip out of his arms. The little thing was all giddy and excited, as if he couldn’t wait to explore his new home. "Funny story—this little guy kind of found me on the mission."

You crossed your arms, an amused but slightly exasperated look painted on your face. "You brought a puppy home?"

"Technically, the puppy brought himself home," Bucky explained, trying to dig himself out of a hole he knew he created. "We were clearing a Hydra base in some small town, and this guy was following me around the whole time."

His eyes softened as he looked down at the puppy, the look that said he had his heart set. That his mind would not change.

You could not resist that look. That damn puppy dog look in his eyes that made your heart race.

You sighed in defeat.

With a soft smile, you stepped closer to him and kissed the edge of his mouth. You couldn’t deny the warmth in your heart when the puppy licked your pinky finger with such an innocent affection.

“Bucky, we have a cat.” —You just had to remind him— “A very particular cat."

"Yeah, well…" He scratched the back of his head, aware of the risk he’d taken. "I couldn't leave him behind. He just... kept following me. I figured we both know what it's like to be strays."

Your gaze softened as you looked at him.

This man, despite all the scars he carried, had a heart big enough to take in the lost things of the world. Like Alpine.

Like you.

Bucky knelt down, setting the puppy on the floor. The little dog sniffed around for a moment before bounding over toward Alpine, tail wagging furiously.

"I think they’ll be fine," he said, watching them both attentively. "It might just take some time."

You bit your lip. You were still unsure, unconvinced.

Alpine was notoriously picky about her space and her routine— she would hiss at other cats. She would be uneasy around dogs.

You knew why, though— she had never had animal friends. You weren’t sure how she’d feel about sharing the apartment with a dog. Especially a puppy, who needed all the care and attention in the world.

The puppy sniffed Alpine’s fur, his wet nose twitching with curiosity. To her credit, Alpine didn’t immediately lash out—though she did step back, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Bucky’s face lit up, interpreting it as a positive sign.

As you studied his features, you realised the way his eyes darted between the two animals reminded you of how he had first been when he moved into your apartment—unsure of his place, testing boundaries, waiting for rejection that never came. 

It wasn’t just about the animals; he wanted the puppy to be accepted, loved, and understood.

The way you had accepted, loved, and understood him.

Watching him now, you knew that Bucky wasn’t just saving a puppy. In his own little way, he was saving himself.

"See?" he said as he stood back up, slipping his arms around your waist. "No hissing. That’s progress.”

You leaned back against him, find warmth I his touch. A warm that calmed you, a comfort you hadn’t felt for days.

"We’ll have to keep an eye on them.” You eyed the two animals warily. “I don’t want Alpine to feel neglected or stressed."

"I’ll make sure she doesn’t," Bucky promised, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "And this little guy—" He gestured to the puppy, who had now flopped onto his back and was staring up at Alpine expectantly. "Will learn his boundaries."

Your breath hitched when Alpine took a cautious step forward, sniffing at the puppy’s belly.

You braced yourself for the first sign of aggression.

Surprisingly, instead of retreating again or swatting at him, Alpine gently pawed at the puppy, almost as if she was testing him.

Bucky chuckled. "Looks like she’s more curious than angry."

You smiled.

—

As it turned out, it didn’t take long for Alpine and the puppy—whom you’d started calling Sunny— to develop an unlikely friendship.

Over the next few days, you watched in amazement as Alpine’s initial wariness melted away. She’d spend her mornings perched on the windowsill, watching Sunny bounce around the apartment, chasing after his own tail or gnawing on a duck-shaped squeaky toy Bucky had bought for him.

Alpine seemed to find his antics amusing.

One afternoon, you walked into the living room to find the two of them curled up together by the fireplace—Sunny fast asleep with his little head resting on Alpine’s side, and Alpine’s tail gently flicking back and forth as she purred contentedly.

"That’s a sight I never thought I’d see," you murmured, smiling as you leaned back on the fluffy couch cushions.

Bucky, who had just finished making dinner in the kitchen, walked over to join you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, gazing at the pair of them with a proud dad-like smile.

"They’re best friends now," he said, his voice soft. He kissed the top of your head, soothing all the reservation s over the last few days. “Told you it would work out."

You tilted your head up to look at him, a teasing smile on your lips. "I still can’t believe you just brought a puppy home from a mission."

Bucky grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I didn’t think you’d mind," he said, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. "And I was right about that, too."

You rolled your eyes playfully but kissed him back, your heart brimming with love you could not contain. "Just don’t make a habit of it, Barnes."

"No promises," he teased, pulling you closer.

"You’re lucky I love you," you said, your voice.

Bucky’s face softened at your declaration, as it always did, and he bent down, closing the distance between your lips and his.

This time, the kiss was slow, lingering, a silent exchange of everything you couldn’t put into words—how grateful you were that he always came back to you, how much you loved this life you had built together, strays and all.

Sunny, as if jealous of the affection you showed each other, jumped into Bucky’s lap and slobbered on both your faces.

While watching Bucky play-strangle the little pup on his lap, you couldn’t help but think— like him, this puppy had also once also been adrift, homeless and confused. 

The way he held the Sunny, his large hands cradling the small, fragile creature, was almost too symbolic. 

Maybe he hadn’t realise it, but he was reclaiming a small part of himself. His humanity.

In many ways, all of you—Bucky, Alpine, Sunny, and you—were strays. 

Each of you, in your own time, had been wandering, searching for a place to belong.

And now, with Alpine climbing up and curling next to you, you knew that you all belonged with each other.

-end

[lqveharrington]

You Look Beautiful | V.

summary: Alastor introduces you to Vox, leading to an unforgettable experience with your father.

pairing: vox x lucifer’s daughter!reader

includes: drinking, fluff, VALENTINO, secret relationships, awkward flirting, lucifer being an overprotective father, lucifer also being lucifer, that’s basically it (let me know if i missed any !!)

a/n: this takes place before Vox upgrades to a flat screen TV and before Alastor leaves for his seven year absence. Also, you’re older than charlie 🤗

Being Lucifer Morningstar’s first daughter was something else. Especially when your mother left. When she left, your father fell into deep depression which left you with paperwork to fulfill from other sins and left you with the responsibility of watching over your younger sister. Having to take over both your mother and father’s royal duties was getting to you, so no wonder you resorted to occasional clubbing with your friends.

“Husk!” You enveloped the demon cat in your arms, earning a noise of complaint. “Rude.”

“I don’t take affection lightly.” He patted your back awkwardly and let you settle into the booth with him. “What took you so long?”

You roll your eyes, “Charlie wanted to invite the stupid Von Eldritch boy over. I at least had to set some ground rules.”

“She’ll disobey them.” Husk shook his head and ordered a whiskey. “You know her.”

“Yeah yeah.” You wave him off and order your own drink, tapping your nails against your flip phone. “Do you know if Alastor’s here yet?”

“Why, I would like to believe I’m here, darling.” The Radio Demon formed in front of you. Husk muttered something toward your direction, Alastor’s grin sharpening at the action. “I’ve brought along some acquaintances if you don’t mind.”

You look up before sipping your drink. “Yeah, what you’ve brought is a doll, a moth, and a tv— Ow.” You rubbed your arm where Husk jabbed you, glaring at him.

Your eyes drifted toward the three demons Alastor brought with him, tilting your head at the height differences. You learned that the shortest amongst them was Velvette. Out of the three of them, she seemed to be the one with the most fashion sense as she nitpicked everyone else’s clothing in the establishment. Her accent was heavy, leaving you to wonder what she said half of the time.

“Oh god, that bitch is wearing wrist ruffles! Someone burn it.” She spoke in distaste at the demon.

“Vel, she’s already wasted, don’t give her any more ideas.” The moth blew out pink smoke, watching the young demon stumble across the dance floor.

For a moth, he was the tallest demon between the three of them, towering over everyone even while sitting. He introduced himself to be Valentino… The porn demon. He gave you goosebumps from sitting across you. And for being the princess of hell, that means a lot. He seemed to be eyeing all the younger demons, his single gold tooth flashing when he grinned at them.

“Val, come dance with me.” Velvette dragged him out of the booth, not waiting for a response. “Voxy, you’re welcome to join.”

You shifted your gaze over to the TV demon, watching him politely decline the offer. He definitely kept you guessing. When you first saw him, he was reserved and only spoke to those he came with. However, he eventually started to loosen up, taking shots with Valentino. And for a demon with a TV box for a head, he was quite interesting.

“You’re not gonna dance?” You stir your red straw in your drink, catching the demon’s attention. “It seemed like Velvette wanted you to join them.”

“Dancing with big crowds isn’t my thing.” He swirled a claw over the rim of his glass and met your eyes. “What about you?”

“What about me?” Your eyes drift over to Husk ordering another whiskey at the bar, Alastor hot on his tail.

“Why aren’t you dancing?”

“I wasn’t up to it, but now that you mention it—“ You tilted your head back and downed your drink, not noticing the glitching TV beside you. “—You have to come dancing with me.”

“I don’t think—“

You click your tongue, pushing your drink away. “Just one song? If you don’t want to, you can leave when we get there.” You take his hand and pout, using the face your father gave you to make it more convincing. “Please?”

He huffed but let you drag him to the dance floor, moving his hand to your hip when you hit the center of the huge crowd. “You know, I’m starting to think he just invited me out to be more social with his friends.”

“Al and I are barely friends, but how is that working out for you?” You question as the red light glares against your skin.

He shrugged as his voice dripped with sarcasm. “Depends on how well I’ve been talking to the people he introduced me to.” He tugged you closer to you when drunk demons pushed against your body. “Do you even remember my name?”

You open your mouth but promptly shut it, cheeks flushed at the confrontation. “I know it! I just… Don’t want to say it.”

“Holy shit, you don’t know my name.” He spun you in his arms, smirking at your pink face. “It’s Vox, by the way.”

“I knew that.” You say with a teasing tone, laughing when he dipped you. “I bet you don’t know my name.”

Your name fell from his mouth smoothly, making you scoff in annoyance. “I believe everyone knows who you are, princess.”

You avoided his gaze after the nickname spilled out of his lips. Sure, you were called princess multiple times by many demons. But the way Vox said it made butterflies appear in your stomach, a different kind of goosebumps appearing across your skin.

As the song came to an end, you learned a lot more about the TV demon in front of you within those last six minutes than you learned from Husk in the last two years. Returning to your booth, your phone vibrated in your pocket as you excused yourself from your company. Charlie’s name lit up your screen, making you curse.

You went back over to the booth to find Vox covering your unfinished drink with his hand, glancing at his own phone. “Hey, I have to go. Sorry for cutting our discussion short. My sister called and—“

“Don’t worry! It’s not an issue! Your family is clearly important sooo…” Vox rubbed the back of his neck, tugging at the turtleneck. “Before you go, can I ask you something?”

“What’s up?” You look back up at him after shooting a text to Charlie.

His screen turned pink as your attention went back to him, all confidence leaving his system. “I was wondering if you would like to meet up again. Sometime? Not in a club possibly?”

Your face warms at his words, at a loss for your own response. “Uh.. Yes! Of course, let me just get your contact info.”

“Right!” He felt the inside of his jacket for a pen, taking your hand a scribbling down his number. “Just give me a call whenever you can.”

You smiled at how fast he switched from confident to shy within seconds. “Of course.”

“Oh my god.” You mumble as you watch your father converse with the store’s employees animatedly, rubbing your temples at the sight.

Charlie snickered at your expression as he summoned a rubber duck he was working on. “You can’t tell me you weren’t expecting this when we went out today.”

“No, I knew.” You turn away from your father’s embarrassing encounter and flick through different dresses on the rack behind you instead. “I think knowing this would happen made it a hundred times worse.”

Since Lilith left, Lucifer took it upon himself to treat his daughters out to buy their own clothing at least once a month. He just always got distracted by showing other demons his creations.

“Char, do you think I could pull this off?” You pull a dress from the rack and put it against yourself, staring at the mirror with your nail between your teeth. You quite liked it, but you weren’t sure if you would wear it more than once—

“Personally, I think you would look amazing.” A voice that was distinctly not Charlie came from your left.

You whipped your head over as your face reddened at the TV demon. “Shut up, Vox.”

“I’m serious! You would look great in that.” He fully came into your view, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “Didn’t expect to see you today.”

Humming, you walk back over to the rack and examine the rest of the dresses, Vox close behind. “My dad wanted to take Charlie and I out.” You glanced up at him when you pulled out a maroon dress, silently asking for his opinion. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, this is Velvette’s own designer store.” He cleared his throat, eyes darting toward the sign that had his business partner’s name under it. “She sent me to check on the stock or something.”

“Did you?” You question as you scan over the prices on the dresses, clicking your tongue. “Check on whatever she needs you to check on, I mean?”

He shrugged, “You distracted me, princess.”

You flush pink again at the name, bumping him with your hip. “Go do your job, Vox.”

“It’s not my fault I saw you!”

“Yes, it is!” You tease with an accusatory finger to his chest. “I’m an innocent bystander—“

Charlie rounded the corner of the store looking for you, eyes brightening when seeing your figure. “Hey, dad’s asking for you— Oh!” You and Vox separated swiftly, eyes wide at the young Morningstar. “Uh, am I.. interrupting something? Orrr…?”

“No no, you’re fine, Charlie.” Your face remained warm, not meeting your sister’s eyes. An awkward silence filled the room before Vox cleared his throat, making you spring into action. “Right! Charlie, this is Vox. Vox, Charlie.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Charlie.” Vox gave her a polite smile, squeezing your hip. “Your sister talks a lot about you.

Charlie practically glowed at the confession, looking over at you for confirmation. “It’s nice to meet you as well!” She glanced at the two of you in suspicion. “I’m sorry to cut your… Meeting? Uh, short, but our dad needs her…”

Vox squeezed your hip one last time before pressing a quick kiss to your temple, soft static emitting from the spot. “I’ll text you later.”

“Bye.” You give him a lovesick look as you nod, walking over to a grinning Charlie.

“Soooo…” Charlie looked back, watching the TV demon’s screen become crimson with small electric hearts appearing. “Who was that?”

“Vox.”

She rolled her eyes at your bluntness, “Okay, obviously! But who is he?”

You fiddle with the hangers in your arms, not meeting her eyes. “He’s a guy… That I’m seeing… Currently…”

“Oh. My. Gosh!” She squeezed your arm with excitement, bouncing with every step. “Why didn’t you tell me? That’s super exciting!”

“I didn’t want Dad to find out.” You shake your head at the thought. “He’s been a bit overprotective with who we hang out with recently.”

Speak of the devil, he’ll appear.

“GIRLS! COME MEET THIS NICE YOUNG WOMAN!”

You and Charlie looked at each other while wincing, slowly approaching your father.

“Charlie!” You yell from your bathroom, rushing over to your walk-in closet. You sift through your dresses, looking for the maroon dress.

“What?” She yelled from your bedroom, giving KeeKee stomach rubs.

Swiftly, you snatch the dress off the hanger and run back over to the bathroom, throwing your towel over the shower and slipping into the dress. “Can you run downstairs and make sure Dad doesn’t open the door? Vox is coming to pick me up—“

“Why can’t you do it?” She groaned, flopping down onto your bed

“Because I’m not done dressing!” Your eyes flash red in annoyance with small horns poking out of your head as you peek over at the young demon. “The staff has the day off today because it’s the end of the month, and I really don’t want Dad to open the door.”

Charlie muttered something incoherent before leaving the room, KeeKee right by her heels. To be fair, you were a little rude, but you had the right to be. You were terrified for your father to meet Vox. Not that Vox was horrible, but your father's protectiveness started to rise much faster these last couple of months. As you were finishing up your makeup, your phone rang, followed by a groan coming out of your mouth.

“Hello?” You picked up your phone, slipping on your red heels and gold jewelry.

“Hi, princess.” Vox’s voice came through the cellular device, making you smile.

“Are you here already?” You glance at the clock in your room and curse at the time, running down the stairs.

He chuckled awkwardly, “Yeah, but uhm, your dad looks like he’s gonna kill me.”

“Fuck, okay, give me a second.” You shut your phone and open a portal to the front door instead of running all the way down to the foyer. “Hey, Dad!”

“Sweetie, who the hell is this guy?” Lucifer glared at the TV demon. Vox buffered at the comment, embarrassment filling his system.

You wedge yourself in between the two, whispering an apology to Vox. “Dad, this is Vox. Vox, my dad..”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mister Morningstar.” Vox offered his hand but slowly lowered it as he received no reaction.

“Uh-huh.” Lucifer looked at him up and down. “And who exactly is he?”

You hold the urge to laugh at how similar Charlie was to your father but snap back to reality when you hear Vox’s fans turn on.

“He’s my…” You glance back at the demon behind you before down at your father, linking your hands with Vox’s. “Vox is my boyfriend.”

“Your what now?” He stared at you with wide eyes, gaze shifting from the now bright pink demon to his darling daughter.

“My boyfriend.” You say again with more assurance. “We’ve been together a bit after Alastor introduced us—“

“The radio demon?” Lucifer made a face of disgust. “Okay, well you can come back inside the house and you—“ He pushed Vox out while pulling you in. “—Can leave my property.”

“Dad!” You tug Vox back to your side, apologizing once more for your father’s actions. “I’m going out with him tonight.”

“Oh, c’mon. He’s associated with the stupid radio—“

“I’m friends with Alastor!” Your eyes flash red again but calmed once Vox squeezes your hand. You blink before speaking again, taking a deep breath. “Listen, can I just go out? I’ll be back later.”

Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temple. “You’re happy? He makes you happy?”

You nod while smiling up at Vox, “Very.”

“And you’ll watch over her?” He looked over at Vox, brow raised at the demon.

“Yes, sir.” Vox squeezed your hand again.

He bit back any words of annoyance and gave a strained smile to the both of you. “Have fun on your date, sweetheart.”

You grinned and pulled him in for a hug, “Thank you! Love you!”

“Alright, just be back by midnight.” He flicked his hand which set a timer over the doorway. “Be safe.”

“We will!” You take Vox’s hand again and drag him away from the door. “That was easy.”

Vox furrowed his brows at your statement, wrapping his arm around your hip. “For you, maybe. He looked like he wanted to murder me.”

You shrug your shoulders, “You’ll get used to it.” You give him a proper look, tugging at his tie when you thought you were far enough from your father’s gaze. “You look handsome as always.”

“You look…” He pulled you close by the waist, smirking as you flushed red. “Beautiful.”

You push up on your toes and press a kiss to his lips, hands coming up to the sides of his screen. He hummed and pulled you closer, thumbs rubbing circles by your hip.

“HEY! BACK UP, BUDDY!” Lucifer yelled from the door, full demon form out on display.

You chuckle when Vox glitches, patting his chest. “Sorry, handsome.”

“STAY TEN FEET AWAY FROM HER!”

Rolling your eyes, you turn around and let your own demon form come out. “DAD!”

©lqveharrington - all rights reserved. do not copy, translate or share my work on other media platforms

[alanaartdream]

Hello I’m Alana the artist and creator for Alanaartdream that’s on YouTube (this here) TikTok tumblr instagram and whatever the heck twitter is now

So ​⁠ is getting in some cat head tv dolls under the name UF Doll X Autna CCTV series 1/6 action figure bjd blind box from @kikagoods

They’ll send out in September/ October but you can order them now from their website

I’ve ordered 2 of them but I’ve no idea witch ones I’ll get but hopefully I’ll get two one while I’m waiting I’ve tried to draw 3 of ones who’s designs I like the most

Because they’re quite unique dolls

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒𝐎 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞.

Characters: Gojo, Toji, Sukuna, Geto, Nanami

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1505

Warnings: Reader is extremely sub coded with Sukuna, but otherwise no warnings really.

NOTE: Although there isn't any smut in this my blog is still very much an adult blog. Anyone under 18 please refrain from interacting with my posts.

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

Gojo sleeps like a comfortable cat. He sprawls out over the bed taking up as much space as he can, while also being as close to you as possible. Of course, he can tell when you make even the slightest movement. 

He doesn't like waking up though. He'll crack open an eye to look at you and survey what the problem is. 

Sometimes it's just you going to pee, in which case he cuddles you when you're back. Sometimes you get up and have a bit of water from your bedside table for this he doesn't bother moving at all. 

This time however he realises something is wrong. You're sitting up in bed breathing heavily. He immediately gets up. “What's wrong pookie bear?” he asks. When you don't roll your eyes at the cringey nickname he uses he understands it's probably bad. 

He holds you in his arms and you whisper, as if afraid that any loud noise will shatter the safe space around you. “I dreamed of you… You were dancing around the edge of a volcano and you fell in.” You shudder. Gojo cracks a smile.  

“Is that all then? I’d be fine!” He reassures you, patting your back. “It's just a little volcano!” 

Tears start falling from your face, “TORU! We didn't even have a body to bury!!” 

Gojo takes your face in his hands and makes you look into his brilliant blue eyes. “Baby, I will NEVER fall into a volcano…” You nuzzle into his shoulder and his hand rubs your back, a gesture that calms you down. “And even if I did – I wouldn't die. I'm the strongest, remember?” He grins all cocky. 

You roll your eyes but concede. He's right… He is the strongest. It would take more than falling into a volcano to kill him.

𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

Fushiguro Toji isn't always the kindest, but he really can't bear seeing you suffer. Usually after putting you to sleep, he likes to stay up and have another drink or make himself a snack while he watches some races on the TV or an action movie of some kind. 

Later at night, he might crawl into bed with you, picking you up and laying you on top of him like a human blanket. And some nights he falls asleep on the couch, TV still on, the plate and glass on the floor. 

One night he puts you to bed and is watching an action movie. Beer in one hand tilting dangerously as he gets drowsy. 

“What a boring fucking film.” He scolds the screen, deciding to turn it off and head to the welcoming softness of your bed. 

He enters the room to find you sitting up, knees to your chest softly sobbing. He tiptoes to you quietly, careful to not startle you. 

“Ummm… are you okay?” 

You move your head some way but it's indecipherable to Toji. He pats your back awkwardly. He asks again, hesitantly, “Did I do something honey?” trying to wrack his brain for anything he might have done to upset you. He had broken a mug a few days ago but didn't think it would be a big deal. He'd already shown you and told you he would get you a new one and you had assured him it wasn't a problem. So what was it? 

Suddenly he felt your arms wrap around his waist. “Toji…” 

He holds you closer. “What's up, buttercup?” 

“Would you leave me without telling me?” 

He furrows his brows. “What are you talking about doll?”

“I had a nightmare that you left. Just packed up and went away and I had no idea where you were, or what happened!” Your tears start falling with renewed vigour. 

Toji lifts you like a cat and sits down on the bed, placing you in his lap. Your tear-streaked face looking at him expects an answer but he isn't sure he can give you one. He knew his work could be uncertain; which was also why he had hesitated getting into a relationship with you in the first place. It was why he’d always been more of a ‘wham bam thank you, ma’am’ kinda guy so now, faced with a question like this he can’t think of anything to do but just hold you squishing your head under his chin. “I’m here aren’t I?” 

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧

Sukuna Ryomen is a nightmare.

However, on rare occasions, he can be… comforting – in his signature Sukuna way of course. 

He doesn't bother with human functions like sleeping, but you need to so he likes to make you sleep on him. If he’s sitting up and reading then he likes having your head on his lap. If he’s eating, you’re resting on his shoulder. If he’s not feeling too touchy but still wants you to be near him somehow, he will make you sleep by his feet. You're his little human after all. 

But Sukuna likes to take special care of his toys; so when one day you jolt awake at his feet, he lifts you onto his lap. Sitting you down so he can see your face clearly, he asks you what happened, not forgetting to call you a brat of course. 

“It was a nightmare,” you say quietly not wanting to reveal much. 

Of course, this wouldn’t be a satisfactory answer to the King of Curses. “Explain yourself woman!” he squeezes your cheeks between his fingers and thumb. 

“You! You were torturing me.” you cry out feeling his nails against your skin. 

He takes the opportunity to kiss your lips with your face still dwarfed in his massive hand. “There there, my little princess.” And licks a tear rolling down your cheek. “You know I’m not going to mistreat my playthings.” 

He continues saying, “Besides, if I wanted you dead, you would be. I wouldn’t waste my time torturing you.” And that would be the end of that conversation, but you would notice that in his own way, he would be a tiny bit gentler with you from then on… 

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

Geto Suguru is a man not unfamiliar with nightmares. So when you have one he knows what to do. What he wishes he had when he experiences the same…

He'll clasp you in a tight embrace, squeezing you close to his chest. 

He knows how terrifying it can be and how realistic nightmares feel even if in retrospect they are absolutely ridiculous. 

Geto wakes up hearing a thud and you crying out, “No!”

“What's wrong babe?” he asks, still half asleep voice drawling. He pushes himself up on his arms to take a look at you. 

You're clutching your head with a pained expression, tears filling your eyes. “I had a bad dream.” 

He takes your hand and pulls you towards him, letting you push your nose into his chest. “Did you hit your head on the bedside table too?” He asks slightly amused but still gentle. 

“I was trying to save you, you ungrateful man!” you admonish. 

“Save me?” Geto chuckles, “What from?” You murmur something that he can't make out. 

“Mmm, what was that?” He asks again teasingly. 

“Gojiraaa!” you say, clearer this time the embarrassment evident in your burning cheeks. 

Geto laughs. “Baby… You know I can fight him, right? Easily.” He pauses and then, “Or I could just throw you at him and run. You don't have to worry he won’t get me.” 

You stare at him annoyed, “You know what? He can eat you, I don't care.” 

𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

Nanami Kento is a cuddler. So he knows immediately when you've had a bad dream. He's up before you, hearing you whimper and feeling your body tremble against him. He'll wake you up, hold you close. Bring you some water to drink and stroke your hair. 

He likes to speak to you gently to wake you up, slowly drawing you out of whatever nightmare was eating at you. His deep voice is soothing to hear even in your subconscious. 

You blink your eyes open. There's this dull feeling of terror that's fading away as your surroundings come into focus. 

“My love? I'm here. Wake up for me.” That's your partner's voice. Your Nanaminmin. You feel the warmth of his embrace and snuggle into his broad chest. It's safe. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” 

“Shibuya again…” 

Nanami rubs circles into your back wishing desperately that the trauma of the past would stay there. But even if that wasn't to be, at least he could hold you. Love you. He lowers his head to place a chaste kiss on the top of your hair. “It's over my love. I'm here. I'm alive. They couldn't take me from you…” 

He keeps murmuring to you as you hold onto him clutching at his arms. The feeling of terror; not so alien but thankfully fading. He was home. With you. You still had him. Right beside you. He was there. He slowly rocked you back to sleep closer than ever and this time when you slept there were no more nightmares…

A/N: Thank you for reading! I'm open to feedback and do let me know if you find any grammatical errors that i might have over looked.

Also i reject canon. Nanami is alive. Shibuya happened but he was saved. i know i was there. i dragged his half dead body to safety ok bye.

[ghosty-writes-23]

His Precious Doll Face. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: Slight NSFW (Somnophilia) Mentions of Stalking & Kidnapping, Obsessive/Possessive Behaviour, Panty Stealing.

Pairing: GhostFace!Leon + BestFriend!FemaleReader.

Rating: Mature.

Summary: You were Leon’s sweet and innocent childhood best friend that was too naïve to know what his true intentions were, he just wanted to keep you safe and protected.

Word Count: 1.7k

Ghosty's Notes: Hi, just wanted to say I didn’t actually think I would be posting this on time but even this time I surprised myself, I have re-written this about 3 times today and I am finally happy with this version I wrote, a huge thank you to everybody that votes on the poll, it was fun seeing everybody interact with it and see everybody’s choice, I do plan on publishing something for Valentines Day but I am not making any promises, anyway just wanted to say a huge thank you and I hope you enjoy the story.

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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18+ Content // MINORS DO NOT INTERACT // 18+ Content.

Sitting at home relaxing on your couch watching Netflix, that you stole the password for from your best friend, Supernatural played in the background as you scrolled through your phone reading about the recent Ghostface murders that had been happening around the university campus.

Many people think its a student dressed up as the iconic horror slasher while others just think its just some crazy nutjob, but since the murders classes have been strictly online until the person reasonable has been found. After reading another new article claiming that the authorities should be doing more to catch this murder you exited the page and went to see your text messages. 

A couple where from Chris complaining that he wished you had accompanied him and Leon to the halloween party their frat was throwing, another message was from Claire showing the costumes the girls were wearing, Ada was going as a vampire, Claire was a witch and Jill went as fairy and chris photobombed the picture dressed as michael myers, the picture made you laugh as you sent a heart back, you didn’t feel like going to the party or any social gathering, just a comfy movie night in was all you wanted.

After reply to Claire you saw Leon messaged you, the pair of you had been best friends since you were little kids, being next door neighbours you practically grew up together, always staying at each other's houses for sleepovers, movie nights and even got accepted into the same university as each other, your parents were best friends and would do double date nights when you and Leon grew older, clicking on Leon’s message you read what it said. 

“Miss you.” was all the message said, it brought a small smile to your face. It wasn't a secret that you and Leon were a little bit closer than friends since you basically grew up together, but that is all you were just friends even though sometimes you wished it was something a little more. Shaking your head you looked at the time on your phone 1am it was time for you to go to bed.

Grabbing your TV remote you flicked off the TV before wrapping your blanket around yourself and got off the couch, as you did you heard a creak in the floor in your hallway, causing you to freeze slightly but then you thought it was just your cat coming inside. Shrugging off the feeling you headed up to your room, not seeing the shadowy figure that looked up at you from the bottom of the stairs.

Pushing open your bedroom door you went and flopped onto your bed exhaustion washing over your body as you don’t even bother to get under your blankets as you close your eyes. Just as your mind was about to drift off to dreamland you could have sworn you heard your bedroom door open but when you open your eyes there's nothing there causing you to think you have have started to go crazy, but soon there was a soft meow before your cat jumped up on the bed purring as it pushed its face against yours, causing you to smile as you pet its head. 

“You keep giving me a heart attack.” you said to the feline as you softly scold it, but it just purrs and curls up beside you before going to sleep, not having the energy to close your door you drifted off to sleep not seeing the shadowy figure was now in the corner of your bedroom. 

Looking at the sleeping woman, the shadowy figure felt his heart race as his breathing got slightly heavy, his blade in his pocket before he raised up and pulled the mask from his face revealing himself to be none other than your best friend Leon, there was a blood splatter on his face that he didn’t bother to clean up, he had to come and see you.

He knew once you found out what he had done you would never want to see him again, but he was doing all of this for you, to protect you those people who would have hurt you and he couldn’t have that, he loved you too much to see you ever get hurt, so he dealt with them so they would never hurt you in the first place.

Everything he did was to protect you from the cruelty of this world, he didn’t care if he had to get his hands dirty if it meant you kept that innocent and sweet smile. Walking over to your sleeping figure Leon kneeled down and took off one of his bloody gloves then gently rested his cold hand on your cheek causing your face to scrunch up at the sudden cold feeling but you didn't wake, his thumb slowly creased your cheek as he looked at you with a lovesick look.

You here his precious doll and he will always protect you and have your best interests at heart. Looking away from your face Leon noticed your oversized shirt had ridden up where it rested just under your breasts giving him a full view of your stomach and cute black panties you were wearing, they were his favourite because of how they looked on your body and that he had brought them for you.

Letting out a heavy breath, Leon tried resisting the urge to kiss your stomach, how your soft skin would feel under his lips, his teeth digging into the soft flesh and leaving little marks showing everybody you belong to him, the thought sent a rush of heat through his body. Taking a deep breath one little kiss wouldn’t hurt so he moved to half way down your bed and leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your stomach, he promised himself to not leave any marks, unlike last time, but this time he was determined not to. 

Your skin felt so soft under his lips, almost as if kissing a marshmallow he could almost taste the sweet taste of your body wash from your shower earlier in the night. Leon knew of this because of the camera’s he had placed around your place, so he could always have an eye on you. Feeling you stir Leon frozen in place before you turned over a soft noise leaving your lips as you settled back into your bed. Leon knew you were a light sleeper so he had to be careful and quiet. 

His gaze went back up to your face, making sure you were fully asleep again before he let out a soft breath, this is what you do to him, you drive him crazy with the most simple and innocent actions just you sleeping peacefully was enough to make his body feel hot all over, to make him crave touching you in a way no best friend should and it was all your fault, but was he complaining, no you could never do any wrong in his eyes. 

Moving onto your bed Leon made sure his movements wouldn’t disturb your peaceful slumber, as his body hovered over your sleeping form his breath picked up, it fanned over your face causing you to stir again, holding his breath you settled down once again your breath evening out and your snores light and soft, Leon didn’t want to risk waking you up so as he slowly moved off the bed, he let his lips trail down your body as light as a feather, but as he got to the top of your cute black panties Leon could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head at the sweet smell, he could see a small wet patch forming causing the cheap cotton to stick to your pussy.

Leon could feel his lips go dry, licking his lips he looked like a predatory looking down at its prey, his eyes had darken and his breathing was now more uneven, reaching a finger up he ran his finger up the slick fabric being as gentle as possible, a soft noise leaving your throat as he pulled his finger back it was wet with your slick without thinking Leon placed his finger in his mouth causing a whine to leave his throat, he wanted more but it was too risky so he came up with a better plan, carefully and slowly Leon hooked his fingers into the top of your panties before gently pulling them down your smooth legs and off your feet. 

Once your panties where off Leon brought them to his noise and breathed in deeply, your scent filling his nose causing his eyes to roll back once again driving him wild, He didn’t want to take your innocence just yet he wanted you to be awake so you could feel all the pleasure he would bring to you, so for now this would have to do. Getting off the bed Leon placed the panties in his pocket before he walked over to you and gently kissed your head. 

“Goodnight Doll, i’ll see you again real soon.” Leon whispered before he grabbed his mask and placed it over his face before he carefully walked out of your bedroom and gently closed the door….

The Following Morning.

You woke feeling refreshed and well rested, your cat peacefully slept on your jacket that was placed on the chair that sat by your window, the early morning sun warming its fur, your stretched your arms over your head letting out a soft noise as your back made a clicking noise, running your fingers through your hair a feeling washed over you, as if you were missing something, reaching under your blankets you noticed your panties where missing, you were pretty sure you went to sleep with them on.

“Must of kicked them off somehow.” You thought as you shrugged your shoulders and pushed your blankets off your bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready for your morning Uni classes and shift working at your mom’s bakery, where you will see Leon and tell me all about the supernatural episodes you watched last night and how your cat gave you two heart attacks.

As you made your way to the bathroom, you didn’t notice the small camera watching your every move, Leon was behind it smiling as if he had hearts in his eyes. “Soon doll, you will be mine.” he said as he placed his bloody hand on the computer screen, as there was the sound of a muffled scream behind him as a person sat tied up to a chair with tape over their mouth.

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[princessbrunette]

playlists for the readers … ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ³ ᵔ ꒱ྀིა

bunny!reader ♡

just girly fun vibes — she likes her music catchy, pop-y and fairly relatable. rafe never lets her play her music in the car unfortunately, because he cannot be seen speeding down the road blasting the pussy cat dolls.

🎀 cassie — ditto

🎀 kali uchis, steve lacy, vince staples — only girl

🎀 frank ocean — sweet life

🎀 coco & clair — pretty

🎀 sabrina carpenter — feather

🎀 flo milli — never lose me

🎀 cassie — miss your touch

🎀 childish gambino, jhené aiko — pink toes

🎀 flo.rida, wynter — sugar

🎀 kali uchis — honey baby (SPOILED!)

🎀 angels — my boyfriends back

🎀 foxy brown, kelis — candy

🎀 lana del rey — music to watch boys to

🎀 jhené aiko — maniac

🎀 fergie — clumsy

🎀 ciara, 50 cent — can’t leave ‘em alone

🎀 shelley duvall — he needs me

🎀 nancy sinatra — sugar town

🎀 heidi montag — i’ll do it

🎀 nicki minaj, jeremiah — favourite

🎀 kali uchis — melting

🎀 lady gaga — boys boys boys

🎀 cassie — long way 2 go

🎀 the pussycat dolls — when i grow up

🎀 tom tom club — genius of love

🎀 beyoncé — freakum dress

🎀 gwen stefani — bubble pop electric

🎀 marina — primadonna girl

🎀 madonna — material girl

🎀 pussy cat dolls — stickwitu

🎀 leven kali, syd — do u wrong

🎀 kiana ledé — mad at me

kitty!reader ♡

listens to her music to feel cool n edgy. shes one of those people that think she’s a bitch but she’s not at all, just a lil grumpy. wants everyone to know she liked deftones before it was cool.

🐈‍⬛ pixies — is she weird

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — mardy bum

🐈‍⬛ black box recorder — child psychology

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — pretty girls make graves

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — crush

🐈‍⬛ mazzy star — she’s my baby

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — creep

🐈‍⬛ chris isaak — wicked game

🐈‍⬛ limp bizkit — rollin’

🐈‍⬛ the pretty reckless — makes me wanna die

🐈‍⬛ pearly drops — bloom for me

🐈‍⬛ deftones — root

🐈‍⬛ fka twigs — two weeks

🐈‍⬛ deftones — romantic dreams

🐈‍⬛ hole — doll parts

🐈‍⬛ margeaux — hot faced

🐈‍⬛ siouxsie and the banshees — she’s a carnival

🐈‍⬛ kip tyler — she’s my witch

🐈‍⬛ deftones — mascara

🐈‍⬛ soho dolls — bang bang bang bang

🐈‍⬛ enigma — sadeness

🐈‍⬛ DANGERDOOM, MF DOOM — perfect hair

🐈‍⬛ radiohead — idioteque

🐈‍⬛ björk — come to me

🐈‍⬛ the nbhd — fallen star

🐈‍⬛ arctic monkeys — crying lightening

🐈‍⬛ deftones — diamond eyes

🐈‍⬛ the smiths — girl afraid

🐈‍⬛ ethel cain — unpunishable

🐈‍⬛ mitski — townie

🐈‍⬛ gorillaz — kids with guns

🐈‍⬛ evanescence — taking over me

deer!reader ♡

she’d say her playlists are all over the place — but it’s organised mess. she has them perfectly collated and in her head they make perfect sense. don’t put her on the aux though, not because the songs aren’t good but because the vibes are all over the place.

🍪 shura — 2shy

🍪 minnie riperton — les fleurs

🍪 april march — chick habit

🍪 benee — kool

🍪 camille saint- saëns — … le cygne

🍪 the little dippers — forever

🍪 allie x, mitski — susie save your love

🍪 she & him — why do you let me stay here?

🍪 lesley gore — i’m coolin’ no foolin’

🍪 sza — prom

🍪 the penguins — earth angel

🍪 SALES — renee

🍪 cleo sol — sunshine

🍪 japanese breakfast — be sweet

🍪 kate bush — cloud busting

🍪 mazzy star — halah

🍪 the mamas & papas — dedicated to the one i love

🍪 scissors sisters — filthy / gorgeous

🍪 fiona apples — shameika

🍪 fleetwood mac — mystified

🍪 margo guryan — under my umbrella

🍪 erykah badu — apple tree

🍪 mort garson — plantasia

🍪 sza — sweet november

🍪 quadron — sea salt

🍪 corinne bailey rae — green aphrodisiac

🍪 sade — lovers rock

🍪 ella fitzgerald — moonlight serenade

🍪 cigarettes after sex — truly

🍪 tv girl — heaven is a bedroom

🍪 the velvet underground — femme fetale

🍪 clairo, coco & clair — racecar

🍪 james blake, rosalía — barefoot in the park

🍪 tame impala — nangs

puppy!reader ♡

never seen without her walkman — loves running around and dancing to her upbeat music. her playlists will remind you of days in the sun and dancing in summer rain.

🐶 her’s — love on the line (call now)

🐶 HAIM — summer girl

🐶 the la’s — there she goes

🐶 stacey q — two of hearts

🐶 faye webster — right side of my neck

🐶 bakar, summer walker — hell n back

🐶 beabadoobee — sunny day

🐶 dominic fike — babydoll

🐶 jungle — back on 74

🐶 pinkpanthress — attracted to you

🐶 duran duran — girls on film

🐶 shuggie otis — strawberry letter 23

🐶 sixpence none the richer — kiss me

🐶 matilda mann — bloom

🐶 HAIM — falling

🐶 311 — amber

🐶 earth, wind & fire — boogie wonderland

🐶 lorde — ribs

🐶 lesley gore — sunshine lollipops and rainbows

🐶 stevie wonder — all i do

🐶 the human league — don’t you want me

🐶 the turtles — happy together

🐶 pet shop boys — west end girls

🐶 clairo — bags

🐶 pat benetar — love is a battlefield

🐶 the psychedelic furs — love my way

🐶 scouting for girls — she’s so lovely

🐶 noisettes — wild young hearts

🐶 the all eyes i — beat goes on

🐶 tame impala — elephant

🐶 sublime — waiting for my ruca

🐶 mgmt — boogie down

[seungfl0wer]

*I’ll do anything* P.3

Part Title: Bloody Love

Paring: Lee Know x Reader

Genre: Smut/Angst/Fluff

Warnings: Arguing, Guns, Death/K!lling, Blood, Reader gets stabbed, handcuffs, chocking, breath play, (M) receiving, A tit slap, face fucking, Creampie, unprotected sex, Minho being a dick ngl

This is part of a series find other parts here:

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The morning after your heavenly night was already off to a good start, waking up in Minhos arms your cat snuggling on the other side of you. The bed was cozy it felt so peaceful. You laid there for a bit petting your cat as you listening to the rhythm of Minhos breathing. ‘God he smelt so good’ you thought to yourself.

You sighed looking at the time not wanting to get up but needing to so you could start breakfast. You sighed one more time as you tried pulling yourself from the sleeping man. As you did so your cat got up stretching, he found his place again laying against Minho curling back up. The sight made your heart flutter.

Making your way to the kitchen you grabbed a few things to make some blueberry pancakes and sausage. You heard a ringing coming from your room followed by a low grumble. Minhos phone must have went off waking the poor man. He groggily made his way to the kitchen to find you “what Smells so good?” His voice husky from just waking up. “Pancakes” you replied with a smile. He made his way towards you wrapping his arms around you lazily leaning his head into the crook of your neck. “Smells good” his voice almost a whisper against your ear.

The feeling of him behind you still half asleep made you blush a bit it felt so domestic like you were an old married couple. He placed small kisses against your neck before hearing another ring “ah that damn phone I swear I hear it in my nightmares” he huffed peeling himself off of you sulking away to answer the phone. He came back a few minutes later food now done. “After we eat we’ll get ready, Jisung will be here soon to pick us up.” His voice trailing off as he looked at the food.

“Y/n- I think I’m gonna marry you” he said with a chuckle. “Where we going?” You asked smiling at his comment “to see your brother remember?” He said shoving a bite in his mouth. “Oh yeah!” You laughed a bit looking at him. “Y/n- you better eat remember our talk” he said almost glaring at you. You nodded making yourself a plate sitting down across from him. “You need to start calling me sir by the way, you agreed to it.” His words coming out a bit harsh but mumbled by another bite.

You nodded again before he shot you a look, you quickly cleared your throat “yes sir” you stated looking up at him with puppy eyes. He hummed at your words going back to eat. “We’ll get ready and head out I have to stop somewhere anyways.” He said softly “of course sir” you said in response picking up another bite.

-🩵

After breakfast you two got dressed and headed to the car, greeted by jisung smiling face. The two men talked a bit as you drove by familiar places getting close to the hospital. You sighed loudly as the car turned in, you were happy to see your brother but it always made you sad to see him in his state. As you parked Minho quickly came around to open your door giving you his hand to grab “thank you sir.” You replied making him smirk a bit “no problem doll”

Heading to his room you peered through the window looking into see if he was awake. He laid there looking up at the tv screen, his mouth slightly open while he focused on the show. His eyes looked heavy like he was exhausted. As you came to the door the noise of your shoes gave you away, his head swung towards you a big smile plastered across his face “y/n!” He squealed it was followed by a hard cough.

You went to sit beside him Minho standing at the door still as he just watched you two interact. He smiled fondly at the moment he was watching. You visited your brother for an hour or so before he was getting sleepy. You gave him a big kiss on the forehead before leaving.

Getting into the car you started at your next destination, while you were on the road Minho seemed to be staring at something. He leaned up trying to talk to jisung softly so you couldn’t hear. “Ji, you see that car hmm?” He said to the boy driving he nodded quickly “yeah been following us since we left the hospital.” He said looking at the mirror then back at the road. “The car looks like the ones the Kang family drive.” His voice barely audible to you but jisung hearing every word. “What should we do?” Jisung said looking at you in the mirror “what about y/n?” He said his eyes trailing back to the road.

“I’m not sure exactly what to do, but I do know we should try and lose them. I’ll call changbin and see where he’s at.” He said sitting back to call him. You couldn’t tell what exactly was going on but how the tension felt in the car you knew something was up. You looked over staring at Minho trying to read his face trying to get any sort of clue. “Yeah alright, thanks Bin” he said before hanging up. He looked at Jisung telling him “blue house” with those words Jisung nodded changing lanes.

The car behind them was still there but Minho stayed calm not wanting to freak you out however the people behind had different plans. You could hear what almost sounded like a gun shot, then you heard another. You looked over at Minho who was now grabbing the gun he had stashed on his belt. “Y/n keep your head down” he said sternly. You nod moving yourself down, putting your head against the seat infront of you. You heard another shot this time it had hit the back of the window. The glass hadn’t broken yet however it did have a crack in it now.

Minho rolled down his window taking aim at their tires missing the first shot but landing the second. The car swerved slightly but regained control as it sped up faster. It rammed into the back of the car making your body slam against the seat. Minho looked over at you before reloading the gun to shoot another tire. Before he did so jisung yelled “hold on” before he swerved the car into a back road speeding as fast as he could. The other car quickly followed behind firing another shot at the window this time shattering it. Glass rained down falling everywhere. “Fuck” Minho said loudly as he looked down at you.

As he took his eyes off the men he was met by a bullet to the forearm burring itself deep into the man’s muscle. He winced in pain looking down at you “don’t you even think about fucking moving” he almost screamed at you seeing how you were ready to pounce to protect him. He took another shot, hitting another tire the car swerved yet again before it ended up hitting a tree. Minhos body relaxed a small bit before sinking down into the seat.

“Are you-“ you started to say before Minho cut you off “I’m fine y/n” he hissed out. Jisung drove down the road reaching a blue house at the end drive way. Minho quickly got out walking towards the house to talk to Changbin, Jisung came around opening making sure you got out safely. He wiped the glass off of you before looking you over a bit seeing a few scratches nothing seemed to major. He motioned you towards the house both the men who had once been there going inside already.

You huffed a bit following inside, the two boys were talking in the living room before another man walked downstairs his beautiful blonde locks trailing down his face. Little chocolate chip freckles placed ever so perfectly across his face. You stared at him as he walked down, carrying what looked like a medical bag. “That’s doctor Lee” jisung said leaning down to you “he’s apart of the same family as Minho, he’s a really good doctor.” He said smiling at the man.

The boy smiled at you both taking a second to pause at you before he heard Minhos voice “Felix, in here” his voice sounded distressed. You walked closer to see him shirtless Doctor Lee examining him. His arm dripped in blood cuts across his face and upper body from the glass breaking. “How’d you manage to get hit this time?” The doctor’s voice teased. He glared over at you “if I wasn’t worried about someone getting hurt it wouldn’t have happened” his voice a bit stern, you felt your heart drop. “It’s my fault” you said in a whisper. You slinked away walking outside to sit on the steps. You had your arms crossed just look out into the vast woods.

The door creaked before you felt someone sit beside you. It was jisung he patted you back softly “don’t let his harsh words get to you he can be an ass but he cares about his people.” He said giving you a smile. The sweet moment was cut a bit short as you could hear rustling from the side of the house. You both peered around only to be met with 2 men guns pointing at you both. You let out a gulp before jisung yelled “Minho!”

Like a flash one of the men grabbed ahold you by the throat looking at you with almost hungry eyes. The other hit Jisung with the butt of the gun knocking him at. “let go of me!” You tried screaming the pressure of his hand over your throat muffled your words.

“Looks like little Minnie has a new play thing” he laughed licking the side of your face “mmm and she’s sweet too” you felt sick, felt sick to your stomach as the men made gross comments about you. Minho in the matter of seconds was at the door with the others guns pointed “drop her” he said his voice low. The men chuckled a bit “if you shoot us we’ll just shoot her first.” The said pulling a gun out pointing it to your temple.

Minho looked at you with worried eyes “what do you want” he said voice stern looking at the men. “Well we came here for money but maybe we’ll just take the girl instead we can have more fun with her” the man said running his fingers up your leg. Your body panicked mind going crazy. You quickly grabbed the man’s hand that had the gun and twisted making him drop it. You kicked the other man straight in the face. With all the commotion they didn’t realize Minho had grabbed their guns.

Changbin came behind the one still standing grabbing him by the collar pulling him away from you. Minho went to grab you before the man on the ground pulled out a knife he had stashed away. You ran at you full force plunging the knife deep into your side. You felt a warm sensation everything happening so fast before you heard a gunshot making you jump. Changbin behind you had shot the man dead who had just stabbed you. Blood splattering against your back. The other man was being held down by Jisung and Felix.

Your hands grabbed at your side feeling the warm liquid seeping out of you. Your legs felt like jello your body running hot as your eyes met Minhos. Changbin took the butt of his gun smashing it over the other man’s head knocking him out. Felix tied him up before coming to get you. He quickly brought you into the house.

Minho stood outside his body was almost frozen, seeing you like that made his heart drop scared he could have lost you. But even more so why the hell were you sitting outside in the first place knowing they were outside? His mind went through all emotions before waking inside. Felix treated your wound luckily the knife was only small piercing only a layer of fat. He stitched you up while changbin smirked at you “how the hell did you learn to do that?” He asked voice sounding pumped “you took them out” he said patting your back.

Minho came in as he said this his eye stared you down “yeah, glad you can fight back but you wouldn’t have been in that situation if you had I don’t know stayed in the fucking house? How are you so dumb that you would go outside fully aware they were still out there?” He hissed his words flowing fast. “Jisung got hurt” he said pointing at the boy with an ice pack over the bump he had gotten. “Minho ease up” Jisung said softly. “Ease up? She needs to know this isn’t some fucking game, she could get us killed or worse her fucking self!”

At this point you had tears pricking at your cheeks his words hurt thinking you had put everyone at danger. You honestly thought the men had probably died during the crash not knowing this all could happen. “I’m sorry” you said softly wiping the tears that dare fell. “Good y/n you should be fucking sorry” he said as pacing back and forth. Changbin put a hand on his shoulder “maybe we should get you guys home.” He said looking at the man before him. He helped you into another car that wasn’t all destroyed sitting you infront with jisung.

Minho huffed crossing his arms while he sat alone in the back seat. You could feel him seething back there him burning a hole in the back of your head. You guys arrived home jisung helping you to your room as Minho stormed off to his. “I’m sorry jisung” you said softly “I know sweets, it’s ok. And he’ll be ok just give him some time and space.” He said giving you a soft smile before leaving.

It was just the two of you here now you could hear Minho throwing things around in his room. It made you a bit scared however you tried to pull yourself together making your way to the kitchen to try and cook dinner. Getting it done you went to knock on Minhos door. He flung it open meet your gaze “what!” He spat looking at you like he’d wanna just scream.

“I- uh- dinners ready” you said softly looking down at the ground. He looked at you and laughed a bit “you gotta be out of your mind to think I’m gonna sit down at the table with you.” He said getting ready to slam the door “Minho- wait” you blurted “I’ll just make your plate and stay in my room while you eat.” You said words shaking. His eyes locked on you but not for what you thought “what did you just call me?” He said his voice sounding angry.

Shit.

“I- I’m sorry sir I didn’t mean” you tried to get out before Minho was pushing you against the wall. “I thought we talked about this, this morning are you really that fucking dumb that you forgot?” He hissed his words sticking to your brain. He placed his hands around your throat making you look at him. “I’ve let you off so many times never once have I punished you but I think I should start maybe you’ll fucking learn some damn manners. Maybe I can fuck some sense into that dumb little brain of yours hmm?”

Your body tensed under him his words although harsh somehow turned you on? What the fuck? Are you into degrading?? Your brain almost laughed at yourself swirling thoughts inside your head before Minhos hand pushed a bit. “Answer me bitch.” His Eyes glued to you. “Sir please-“

He dug his other hand onto your clothes thigh “does my little bitch need some training still hmm? Needs me to fuck her till she knows her fucking place and who to listen to?” His words were hot against you, his lips close to yours. “Punish me sir.” You almost moaned out. The smug smile that plastered his face was enough to make your core throb. Minho grabbed you pulling you to him only for you to wince in pain. He looked at you for a second he wanted to say sorry but the dom side of him didn’t care.

You could tell in his eyes though he felt bad for it, he moved slower keeping your side in mind before pulling you into his room. He laid harsh bites to your neck as he pushed you to the bed. “Undress now” he growled moving away from your body. You quickly did as he asked “nu uh” he said grabbing your hand “slowly” his words slipping off his tongue. You slowly took your clothes off letting each garment fall to the ground as he watched you in full view. “On your back” he said motioning you with his hand.

He quickly dropped his pants underwear following after. The sight of his cock smacking against his toned stomach made you moan. He laughed at your reaction “You’re moaning from just the sight of my cock? Pathetic” he hissed as he got on the bed. He straddled your upper body pinning your arms down with his hot thighs. His cock towering over your head “be a good little bitch and open that dirty mouth of yours.” He said rubbing the tip on your lips.

“Yes sir” you say softly opening your mouth to let him in. He slowly pushes into your mouth groaning at the feeling “fuck so warm” he breathed out. He went slow for a few minutes just feeling every inch of your mouth. You swirled your tongue around him feeling him leaking precum already. He quickened his pace fucking your mouth rougher. He could feel the back of your throat wanted to cum down in and make you choke on all of him.

He grabbed a fist full of your hair fucking mindlessly into your mouth. “This is what you’re good for” he said pulling your hair to make you look at him “for my use” his words trailed off as he felt his high coming. Fucking into you even faster hands gripping on to your hair tightly. You could feel the tear pricking, feeling yourself gag a bit around his girth. He quickly came his hot liquid filling your mouth. You made a face not really wanting to swallow. He gripped your head keeping your mouth closed before clipping your nose with his finger. “Swallow it” he said. You couldn’t breathe quickly swallowing all of him before he let go of your nose. “Good girl.”

Was that kinda hot? You thought to yourself. Oh no I’m Turing into a sadist your thought continued. Minho grabbed something from his draw bedside him clanking it out as he did so. Before you could even see what it was he had them around your wrist and in one swoop you were handcuffed. He smirked at the sight of you, moving one hand down to your oh so needy heat. He lightly ran a finger up your slit before chuckling “you’re soaked, you really are just a dirty bitch aren’t you” he said before pushing a finger into your dripping cunt.

The feeling made your hips buck wanting, no needing the friction. Minho left out another chuckle before he moved his hand away. “I don’t think you deserve to be played with kitten” he said his words coming off more sweet this time. He looked over your body seeing your red wound had made him snap back a bit. But just a bit. “I think im just gonna go straight in, you can take me right kitten?” He coo’d eyes watching your every move. You nod “y-yes sir”

He smirked moving himself between your legs slapping his cock against your clit. He rubbed his cock up in down your slit all your juices lubing him up. The feel made you moan loudly Minho didn’t even move at your noise his head swirling at the feeling. He didn’t mean to but he had pushed himself into you while teasing you. The low groan that escaped his lips made your core clench tightly around him drawing out another groan from the man. He brought his hands up to your neck pinning you on the mattress as he started to fuck into you hard.

“God fuck.. warm.. you’re so.. w-warm” he groaned out his hips stuttering at the feeling. “Does my kitten feel good hmm? Feel good when sir fucks hard and deep into this little cunt of yours hmm?” His words hot like a smack of warm summer air. He hadn’t said anything mind being blank before Minho slapped one of your breast squeezing it afterwards “I asked you a question kitten or am I fucking you so dumb you can’t even reply?” He chuckled a bit. “Feel- go-good sir so good” you voice shaking.

His smirked at your reply moving his hand from your breast to your throbbing clit. “Who’s the only one that can make you cum so good hmm? Tell me kitten, I bet no man has ever made you truly cum.” He said moving his hand over your bud making small circles as his hips still ravished you with the rhythm. “Only you- sir” Minho groaned at your answer he pushed your legs up pounding deep into you feeling both your highs coming. Your cunt sucking his cock in so nicely. The feeling of pleasure and your high rushing out hid any pain you may have been feeling.

Your body registered a feeling of warmth but your brain only had one thing in its mind right now you’d figure it out later. Minho pounder mercilessly into you “you gonna cum on my cock kitten hmm? You’ve been good this whole time letting me use you cum with me beautiful” he coo’d out as if on command to his words the cord had snapped inside of you releasing everything your body stuttering as you did. Minho road your high out as his came shortly after you body seizing in you as he coated the inside of you with his hot cum.

You both panted out a bit trying to catch your breath before Minhos eyes went big “Fuck y/n!” He said frantically. Your head was spinning you felt dizzy, numb almost. You tried to answer but no words had come out. “Hey hey y/n, kitten” he grabbed you taking his shirt he had putting it over your wound. He didn’t realize the stitches had come off as he was fucking you, which would explain the warm sensation you had felt earlier. “Shit” he said loudly noticing the cut looked deeper than Felix had told him.

He quickly got on the phone calling Felix up telling him to hurry, and that he did. Minho didn’t know what to do panic was taking over. He grabbed a pair of his basketball shorts putting them on you. Taking off the handcuffs quickly, throwing them aside. You were still there, well kinda your brain was foggy eyes fluttering trying to stay awake. You slowly tiled your head looking at the frantic man. “Min” you said softly. The man looked down at you worry plastered across his face “I’m sorry- for everything” you choked out. “I should have- should know better.” Your words started to slur now. “I’ll try and be better- wanna make you happy.” You said eyes fluttering shut and back open to finally shut again.

His eyes widen “no no y/n Y/N!” He yelled trying to wake you up. Felix had gotten there bursting through the door looking at your state. He shook his head “you really could go a few days without fucking her?” His voice annoyed. Minho was trying not to cry, he wiped tears that had fallen before Felix had gotten there.

“Help” is all he could muster out. Felix pushed Minho away from you and got to work cleaning the wound getting it to stop bleeding again and stitching it again. He looked at you grabbing something in his bag before grabbing a bottle and needle. “This will help the wound and help with how dehydrated she seemed” he said giving you a shot your body wincing at the prick. “Minho. Do not. And I mean do not. Let this happen again. That cut is deeper than I originally told you. I just didn’t wanna worry you” he admitted. “It’ll be easy for her to bleed out.” He said moving way from you. “Call me if something happens alright? She’ll wake up eventually.” He said before packing his stuff up.

Felix had left Minho staring down at you his bed now soaked in your blood same with his shirt. He held onto you tightly “fuck” he swore out “i should have been gentler.” He said his brain yelling at him. He held onto feeling you shift in your sleep a few times before you finally woke up. Your eyes blurred a bit looking around “Minho?” You said voice almost a whisper. His body shot up so fast “y/n!” He almost screamed. He came to you wrapping his arms around you “im sorry!” His voice shaking you shook your head no “i deserved it” your voice again almost ghostly soft.

Hearing you say that made his heart almost drop out of his chest “don’t say that! You almost died y/n!” He said words cracking a bit. “I couldn’t stand to live with out you.” He said kissing you softly. “You’d be fine” your voice blunt. “I’m nothing great.” You said looking at the wall to avoid his gaze. “Kitten please don’t say that.” He said feeling tears pricking at his eyes. “I love you” he said softly kissing you again. You laid your head on the man’s chest “I love you too” you said softly into his chest. He held tightly onto you all night scared something would happen again. He didn’t want you out of his sight let alone out of his arms.

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