#cherry’s drabbles🍒

[bae4anime]

[strwbnnie]

I’m screamin & kicking my feettt omfg 😭😭😭😭

little miss pressure • armin artlert

armin was notorious for his wild ways and sexscapades but ends up meeting his match in the form of a girl he’d never expect. And it leaves the notorious playboy stuck on his new fixation.

plus size black reader, (y/n) works in the adult entertainment industry, alcohol and weed use, armin and reader are some FREAKS, reader is very hyper sexual and tbh a bad bitch 😝 (this is nasty, I apologize in advance!)

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producer!armin has always been a man synonymous with a less than savory lifestyle. Sex, drugs, fame and glory..it was all he ever desired. To live each day as if it were his last and let the consequences happen as they may. His vices were those every other music industry maestro that got into it for all the wrong..and selfish reasons. Especially when it came to women, which may have been his greatest weakness.

Switching them out like his latest pair of Amiris or his brand new Audemars. Picking them up at every illustrious strip club or his infamous house parties..working his way through a ten mile long roster of girls. Comprised of every bachelorette (and sometimes others wives) this side of South Beach. He didn’t care about what followed or if he hurt their feelings. All he wanted was his one night and a good nut. After that, what they did was none of his concern. And hell, with his good looks, he could get away with just about anything. Until you came along…until (y/n) showed up at one of his little soirées. Invited by a friend of a friend, who had spoken all about the engineer and all his antics. About the hits he’s produced, his track record and extremely high body count. Something that didn’t particularly off put you, seeing as how promiscuity was your entire profession. You were an upcoming adult film star, taking the internet and nsfw spaces by storm. A brick house of a woman who didn’t mind flaunting that beautiful body and working it in ways that many wish they could. Sex with you had been described a ‘spiritual experience’ by many. From the incredible head game to the pussy that had gotten many of your bills paid. A month after working with a couple of creators and collaborating with a few porn production companies, it all took off. Your OnlyFans was jumping and everyone wanted a taste of the newest BBW on the scene. And tonight, you were out prowling for some trouble to get into. You had your fair share of good hookups but you needed the man that was going to give you the type of dick that would change your life. It came not a moment too soon when you got some alone time with Mr. Artlert. Trust, he was more than well aware of your reputation and he wanted to see if it preceded you. And the feeling was mutual..

seeing as how you had only ever spotted him with skinny model types and BBL bodies..not that anything was wrong with it but you were a bit skeptical. Not questioning if you could pull him or anything but if he could truly handle you! Would he truly be worth the hype. But after downing a few daiquiris; making subtle eye contact from the room, he’d approach you with that signature smug look on his face, flashing you a toothy grin and boldly greeting you with a hug. “Yeah, (friend name) told me all about you..it’s very, very nice to meet you, miss (y/n). So glad you made it out.” Sealing it with a classic peck to the back of your hand..by the look on his face, he was more than likely assuming that you’d be easy pickings. Insecure and lacking self esteem as a bigger woman. That you’d be happy that someone like him was even looking in your direction. But was he sorely mistaken! Especially when hours later, after chatting you up the whole night and once the rest of his guests had gone home..he got you up to his bedroom and out of that designer on your body. “Are the rumors true, sweetheart?” “Find out for yourself if you’re man enough.” All it took was a shared spliff and a little more liquor before you had him spread across his own bed, toes curling midair as he released loud screams. “Ohhhhh fuck! (Y/N)…goddamn.” Howling from the head he received..engulfing all eight and a half inches of that veiny girth as if you lacked a gag reflex of any sort. “Yeah, fuck this throat. Don’t play with me.” Emitting strings of spit and covering that cock in it. Flicking your tongue around his sack and momentarily over his asshole. All while jerking him off. Never in his life had he had a bitch so nasty and he loved it! God, he loved how you abandoned every bit of your morals in the bedroom. Making his nut from sucking his dick when no one woman had ever done so before. “They weren’t lying, huh?” “Told you..”

but he was no minute man himself. See, after getting slurped up like that, he had to a little something to prove..and he’d do so by devouring your pussy while he ushered you atop his mouth. “Don’t look at me like that, sit the fuck down, baby. I can take it.” Assured in his abilities and absolutely infatuated with your flavor…moaning as he inhaled your scent and flicked his tongue all over your clit. Kneading his hands into that thick ass and hips, even prompting you to bounce up and down on his face. Causing a collision with those heavy cheeks. “Yes! Right there…oh God..” drawing out high pitched wails from your sore throat and sweet juices from that tightness. Coating his entire chest in your squirt. And from there, he couldn’t let up off of you. At least not until he pinned those legs back and put that dick stomach deep. “Wet this dick up then since it’s like that.” With those substances coursing your systems, it brought forth an even nastier side for both of you..if that were even possible! “Ion think you’ll leave me alone if I do.” Your feet plastered to the headboard as he pounded you relentlessly. “This pussy so fucking good!…” cracking only a few minutes and strokes in because he had never felt it this wet and gushy before. It was like being encompassed and coddled in a warm blanket that nestled his dick as if were made especially for him. Folding you into a mating press and having to bare all of his body weight just to reign you in. His one hundred seventy pounds in comparison to your nearly three hundred. He had piped many women in his young life but you were the true definition of pressure. Making loud smacking noises from the slick dribbling from that plump cunt. The fatter the pussy, the wetter and he was learning first hand. Burrowed over your face and feeding you slow, sloppy kisses, along with tons of slaps and spit..another first for the philandering bachelor. He didn’t want to leave it if he were being frank.

“Yeah, beat that motherfucker up, daddy. Keep going!” Reaching down to massage your bud with those coffin shaped claws as you glared into his eyes and done something that would truly drive him insane. “F—fuck! Squeezing me like that..gonna make me nut all in your shit.” Throbbing and fully swollen inside of you. Posing the statement like a threat but that was exactly what you were hoping for! And when he couldn’t control himself another moment, you found yourself filled to the brim and with a heavy slap to your ass, he’d command you all fours where he all but shoved his face between your cheeks, eating you out once more because he loved drinking it in. Shortly after, stuffing your other hole with a thumb and your pussy full of his still erect cock. Placing a foot on your head, beating your shit in and making you arch your back. That ass moving like water nearly drove him insane. The best backshots he’s ever given. And after rounds and rounds of fucking each other senseless..all for footage for your page, the producer was all but unconsciousness from exhaustion. Housing his entire load into your womb without so much as a second thought. He was sure to be sleeping peacefully, even telling you that you could spend the night. Words he had never uttered prior. Knowing that you had gotten him hooked and it surely wouldn’t be the last you’d be seeing of Armin Artlert. But for now..you’d gotten what you came for..

and you’d be gone before the sun could rise.

@lusts1ck 🫶🏾

[f1amour]

supposed to be writing a carlos fic right now but after this story he posted…i need to write a lando x sainz!resder fic QUICK SOMEONE SEND ME A REQUEST BRAIN IS JAMMED RN

[cherry-coffees]

Caitlyn x f!reader - height difference

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Just imagining Caitlyn being taller than you and always using it to her advantage. Even if you’re not short, the girl is 6”1: she can and will use her height to her advantage. She's also extremely protective - and she’s strong as well from all that training with Ambessa. 

Like if you wake up one morning, in her bed of course (because she insists you stay the night at her place if you’re over there too late), and you really don’t want to get up. Caitlyn, ever the early riser, has to shake you awake with the cup of tea she’s made you. But you just sulk and roll back over, wanting to finish your last interrupted dream.

Caitlyn has to bite back a smile at the sight because her girlfriend is too cute. “Darling,” she pinches the bridge of her nose. “We said we were going to get lunch in downtown Piltover.”

“’s too early,” you mumble into her silk sheets – because of course Caitlyn Kiramman has silk sheets. “Later.”

Caitlyn stands up straight again, considering you with her piercing blue eyes, before she has you over her shoulder in a matter of seconds. You yelp in surprise and protest at the loss of warmth from Caitlyn’s fluffy blankets. “This isn’t fair,” you grumble because how she so damn tall?

“I have to use my genetic advantages somehow,” Caitlyn hums and you just groan and let your girlfriend drag you away from bed. 

Or when she’s being protective, stepping in front of you whenever anyone gets a little too close for comfort. Her status, along with her authoritative air, is usually enough to make anyone back off. But on the rare occasions it isn’t, a quick drop of her tone and step towards them is more than enough. “Is there a problem?” Caitlyn asks, her voice icy. The perpetrator bows away quickly and Caitlyn softens, pulling you into her arms so your head is on her shoulder. 

“Thank you” you exhale. Despite your occasional annoyance with Caitlyn’s height advantage, you kind of, maybe, really adore fitting in her arms so perfectly.

“Of course, darling. You’re my love, and everyone should know as much.”

[cherry4nemo]

In the winter when snow continues to pile up, Childe will absolutely not allow you stay all cold!! Not when he can warm you up. After wrapping you up in his warm fatui coat, he slides himself underneath your legs, bringing them apart just enough to move aside your panties. The ginger slipping his warm tongue into your wet cunt, his nose nudging against your clit, adding more stimulation.

A heat spreads throughout your tummy, successfully warming you up just as he’d planned. but now that he’s in between your legs, you wouldn’t mind cumming a few more times for him, right?

[ice-cweam-sod4]

Silka cheer up session

I haven't been feeling the best mentally so here's some whump of Silka as my coping strategy.

Tw: None just tooth rotting whump

Due to always placing everyone's needs above his own, Yuka usually ends up being forgotten about, however it is not really all his fault, he just likes to help people as much as he can.

From being forgotten at Ramshackle during winter break to having to do Crowley’s dirty work for him in the shadows, Yuka hardly gets any care in return.

Today is an example of what happens when he suffers a mental break, surprisingly he did not in fact overblot like many students thought he would, however with him being a fae who is connected specifically to plants he did sprout a giant grove of Lily of the Valley and Yellow Carnations that took up space in the west wing of Night Raven. At least they look good?

Regardless, Yuka was now an emotional wreck who needed some comfort and even though he may not be a standout personality, Silver is a good listener especially once he is equipped with a shoulder to cry on and a warm weighted blanket.

Compared to all the other times Yuka would ramble about the complexities of soil and how different plants thrive on it, Silver kept an ear open as he listened to Yuka’s sobs and stories about the things he has done for NRC and how he has gone above and beyond to try and fix every problem in the college, (someone get this boy a proper therapist and a vacation).

As a good listener being Silver, Yuka would eventually fall asleep due to crying from exhaustion.

Silver would not leave Ramshackle for the time being until he knew Yuka was getting proper help, he was even ordered by Malleus himself to stay and keep watch over Yuka (adorable).

Once Yuka would wake up, the roles would be switched as Silver would now take up the role as the caretaking knight, ready to serve his own flower fae prince.

Yuka wanted to be apprehensive however,he was too tired to put up a fight against his boyfriend who truly saw how much he was hurting.

The mental recovery would be slow at first but after around two weeks Yuka would be back to his "normal" cheery self .

Silver wants nothing more than to see his boyfriend actually happy so he would make sure from now on that he would help Yuka in any way he could, from helping Yuka with tasks to making him take a mental day for himself, Silver would be dedicated.

[13urningstars]

GENERAL TAGS ☄. *. ⋆

[sugarushwriting]

enhypen works

quick notes: i will not write explicit content regarding ni-ki although he is considered an adult. mature themes may center around him, but absolutely no explicit content from me.

human blood bank series 🧛🏼 ot7

“season one” || one • two • three • four • five • six • seven • eight

“season two” || one • two • three • four • five • six • seven • eight • nine • ten

cherry popper series 🍒

heeseung — jay — jake — sunghoon

aftermath: heeseung — jay — jake — sunghoon

frat boy series 🫦

heeseung — one • two • three • four

sunghoon — one • two • three • four • five

jake — one • two

stalker enhypen 👀

obsessed with you: heeseung — one • two • three

don’t blame me: jay — one • two

look what you made me do: jungwon — one two three

drabbles • one shots • thoughts 💭 individual members

heeseung 🐹

nothing yet

jay 🐈‍⬛

nothing yet

jake 🐕🐺

collection

sunghoon 🐧

with lee minho of skz - besties with both

sunoo 🦊

nothing yet

jungwon 🐈

nothing yet

ni-ki 🐆🐥

nothing yet

[hanfourz]

― pretty boy | p.sh ୨ৎ

°˖➴ sungho always loved watching you do your makeup and what better time to ask him to do his than right before you had to leave for your family's annual xmas party?

second installment of the 'tis the season drabble series !!

pairing ・ sungho x gn!reader

genre ・ fluff, suggestive, established relationship

warnings ・ kissing, marking & mentions of hickeys, reader wears makeup (but so does sungho lol), lots of terms of endearment, pls lmk if i missed any!!

word count ・ 2.3k omo...

note ・ ohhh this has me so deep in the sungho feels TT everyone say thank u cherry - 🪼

wanted to include my birthday a little cuz why not hehe - 🍒

[ networks : @onedoornet ]

series m.list   |   main m.list

“sungho baby, can you come here a sec?” you hear your boyfriend’s footsteps as he approaches your bedroom, him letting out a concerned ‘hm?’ as he reaches the doorway of the bathroom. you’re currently stood in front of the mirror, his oversized tee and face mask on, frantically searching for something.

“yes love, what’s wrong?” he asks, worry at the urgency in your tone pushing his voice a little higher than normal. 

“have you seen my makeup bag? i can’t find it and i swore i left it under the…” your voice trails off as you crouch down to look under the sink for the nth time. sungho visibly relaxes now that he knows your life isn’t in danger.

“god babe, you scared me,” he lets out a soft chuckle, “hang on, i think i saw it earlier.” 

you hear his hurried steps as he walks out your room and comes back. “there you go,” he murmurs as he hands over your makeup bag. 

“omg, you’re my hero! thank you, babe,” you say relieved and give him a small peck on his cheek. 

“you’re welcome, darling,” he chuckles softly as he watches you search through your makeup bag through the mirror. despite the mask on your face, he can still see the way your brows furrow and your tongue pokes at your cheek as you dig into the depths of your unorganized makeup bag. he makes a mental note to maybe get you a bigger one at some point. 

“you look gorgeous, by the way,” sungho whispers lowly as he wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. 

“thank you baby, you look very handsome as well.” you smile slightly as you lift your gaze to his in the mirror. your heart rate stutters a bit at the way he gazes at you so lovingly.

“now let me go, i need to finish my makeup!” you laughed and try to push him away. he huffs a laugh and pulls away, going to finish getting ready himself. 

once he’s done he comes back, peeking in from the doorway to your room. he pauses in his tracks as he watches you stand in front of your mirror. you’re now in your outfit, doing the finishing touches to your makeup. you must have stopped to get your clothes on when he left—you always did say you needed to remember to dress first before you did your makeup, but you somehow always forgot. he watches you as you lean forward to apply your lip combo, soft smile resting on his lips. you pause in your movements, shifting your gaze to see sungho leaned up against your doorway in his suit. you smile at him as your heart skips a couple beats. he looks amazing as he pushes away from the wall to join you. 

“you almost done, love? you look gorgeous, did i say that already?” he questions in a teasing tone, now standing behind you. you chuckle and roll your eyes slightly, capping your lipstick and turning around to face him. 

“you’re so cheesy, you know that?” you smirk as you step towards him, brushing out the wrinkles of his suit jacket. he just smiles down at you, dopey lovesick smile plastered on his face. his hands find your waist as yours rest on his shoulders, gaze locked on yours. 

“you look very handsome, mr. park,” you almost whisper like you only want him to hear despite you two being the only people in the room. you push a strand of his hair behind his ears. suddenly, an idea pops into your head as your eyes trace over his features and sungho can tell, if the little smirk on your lips is anything to go by. 

“you should let me do your makeup, prince,” you say, tacking on the nickname you know always makes him fold. 

he sighs and shakes his head but you watch the way his ears turn red slightly. “baby, we don’t have time for that,” he tries to convince you unsuccessfully as you pout up at him. he can feel his resolve crumble as you bat your long, mascara-covered lashes at him. 

“pleaseeee? it’ll be quick, i promise, sungie.” you don’t let him get off that easy, making your voice sickeningly sweet. he sighs and concedes as you giggle happily and push him to sit on the toilet seat, since his height would be a bit of a disadvantage for you.

he chuckles at your enthusiasm as you go to rustle through your makeup bag. you pull out a couple products, slotting yourself to stand in between his long legs. you place most of the items on the edge of the sink, keeping the blush and a fluffy brush in between your fingers. sungho tilts his chin up as you gather some of the pink dusty product on the brush and tap it over his cheekbones. he keeps his eyes on you the entire time, endeared by the concentrated look on your face. you pull back after you’re satisfied, placing the blush down and grabbing a nude eyeshadow palette.

“stop staring at me and close your eyes,” you say in a teasingly stern tone as you gather a very light pink shimmer on the application brush. you try to sound unfazed but sungho knows you too well, he sees the way you won’t meet his eyes and the hesitancy in your movements. you’ll never know it but deep down he secretly loves to get you flustered, finding the way you try not to react cute. 

“why? can’t I look at my beautiful lover?” he asks, before suddenly pulling you onto his lap. you let out a yelp, hands flying to grip his shoulders. he holds your waist and tucks your hair behind your ear, gaze still locked on yours. you’re shocked by the intensity you see in his eyes. 

“you look so beautiful, almost want to keep you for myself,” he murmurs into your neck as he starts to leave kisses there, lips trailing to your jawline up to your cheeks and back down again.  

“sungho…” you whimper softly, already forgetting about the limited time you both have. “kiss me…please.”

 “of course, darling.” his lips gently press against yours as his hands roam your waist. the kiss was tender at first, soft exploration filled with love and gentleness. you melted into him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. the way his hands found their way to your waist, pulling you even closer. no space left between the two of you as you all but mold into one another. all thoughts about the party you had to attend fade into the background as you become consumed by him.

the kiss deepens as sungho moans into your mouth, your world starting to become blurry. you sigh as your fingers weave through his neatly done hair, both of you too lost in one another to really care about not messing up each other’s outfits. 

the kiss was passionate yet soft, a mix of longing and yearning in your movements. you could feel your heart stutter when his lips trailed to your neck and he started sucking on the spot he knew was sensitive. you whined into him, letting out pleasured gasps as he continued to kiss at your neck and shoulder. he reveled in the way you responded to him, loving to see the effects of the pleasure he was giving you no matter how miniscule. 

finally, you pulled back, completely breathless with your saliva still connecting you, your foreheads resting against each other. sungho looked into your eyes, his expression a mix of contentment and disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite believe what had just happened.

“wow,” he murmured, a smile breaking across his face.

“yeah,” you chuckled breathlessly, still feeling the warmth of his lips on yours. 

suddenly the loud, incessant buzzing of your phone broke your trance, your eyes widening comically as you remembered the family dinner you two were supposed to be at in approximately 30 minutes. it was a dinner your family had planned for months, a joint celebration of your birthday and christmas. your family was very serious about the holidays. 

you scrambled off of sungho’s lap, him standing and straightening out his clothes. he grumbled at the very slight bulge in his dress pants, half hard from your kissing. while he tried to calm himself, you grabbed your phone cursing as your sister’s caller ID flashed bright on your screen. you picked up, clearing your throat before saying hello. you wince as she immediately launches into scolding you for not being ready on time again. you can’t do anything but sigh and apologize because she refuses to let you get a word in. you make eye contact with sungho, who’s now fixing his hair in the mirror, and roll your eyes. he just chuckles and shakes his head, knowing how your younger sister was. once she was finally done, ending her spiel with telling you to ‘hurry your ass up before we give the dog your plate!’ you hang up. 

“she’s going to jump straight through my phone and grab me by the ear one of these days,” you sigh as you walk over to your dresser, fishing for the jewelry you wanted to wear. sungho fully laughs at that, the sound making you chuckle slightly. you hurriedly touch up your hair and makeup at your full length mirror as sungho fusses with his hair in the bathroom. 

he finishes before you once again and joins you just as you’re now fiddling with the earrings you want to wear. there’s a frustrated furrow to your brow and pout on your lips as you try to get the hook through the piercing. sungho thinks it’s adorable as he watches you struggle a bit, you so absorbed in what you’re doing you don’t even notice him approaching you. you startle as you feel his hands on your waist, head shooting up to look at him through the mirror. you lean into his touch finally done with the earrings as you turn to look at him. 

“i have something for you,” he says softly, pulling his hands away to reach into his pocket. your head tilts in confusion as he pulls out a long silver box with a bow wrapped round it. you look up at him questions in your gaze as he places the box in your hands.

“baby, what’s this? i thought we were doing presents at my parents’ house?” you inquire, bewilderment in your tone as you twist the box around watching the metallic sheen in the lighting of your bedroom. 

“we are but… i wanted this one to be special. a little birthday present” his voice drips with love you couldn’t put into words if you tried. “open it, doll.” he whispers, trying to play off his nerves. 

your heart beats wildly in your chest as you pull the top off the box, a gasp leaving your lips as you see the pretty necklace nestled in black velvet. he takes the lid from your grasp as your mouth hangs agape. the necklace is simple, a drop-shaped gemstone hanging from a dainty chain, but you can tell immediately that the gem is your birthstone. your eyes well up with tears as you remember the first gift you ever gave him was a bracelet of both of your gemstones that he refuses to take off. sungho smiles as you look up at him, cooing when he sees the glassiness in your eyes. he pulls the necklace out the box, placing it so it’s in the palm of his hand and holding it out towards you. 

“we match now, my love.” your brows furrow as he says that, gaze darting back to the necklace. it’s then you finally notice a silver plate hanging behind the gemstone with the letter S engraved into it, his gemstone a small dot next to the letter. 

“oh sungho, this is beautiful,” you say, pure adoration in your voice. you look up at him, sincerity in your gaze. “thank you, for everything. i love you so much.” the sincerity in your voice has his heart melting in his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest as the two of you embrace. 

“i love you more, darling,” he murmurs into your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “can i put it on you?”

you nod with a smile as you pull away, turning around and pulling your hair out the way. you shiver as his lithe fingers graze your shoulders when he pulls the necklace round your throat, clasping it at the nape of your neck and letting his hands drop back to your shoulders. you watch with bated breath as he leans forwards and places featherlight kisses over your neck, his hands sliding down your shoulders as he does so. he trails his lips slowly over the curve of your shoulders, feeling the goosebumps that raise in his wake and the shiver you can’t control. he looks at you through the mirror, something catching his eye. he lifts his head slightly to see the very faded reddish purple splotches on your neck, evidence from his passion the night before. 

“i almost forgot about these, shame they’re barely noticeable anymore,” he says as you look in the mirror to watch him press his fingers lightly over the spots. 

“maybe you should make them noticeable again,” you whisper, his eyes flicking up to your face. he hums appreciatively, pressing his lips over the fading hickeys as you sigh and lean back into him. 

you two get lost in your own world again, too blinded by your complete adoration for the other to really care about anything else. the rest of the world fades into white noise when you’re with him and he’s with you. and the sound of your phone buzzing with notifications doesn’t even faze you as you let your pretty boy kiss you breathless.

[queers-gambit]

Bullet Train masterlist

requesting rules and masterlist

requests are CLOSED where to watch: Netflix, Hulu, Disney+

Perpetual L's and Overwhelming Dubs

slutty stranger bathroom sex on a train.

word count: 3.7k+

🍒 author's favorite 🧸 mild fluff 🥰 romance 💦 smut 🔥 NSFW 🙊 general language warning

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part two: Shower Shenanigans

midnight callers turn your quiet night upside down, but at least it ends with you riding your stranger in the shower.

word count: 4.7k+

🙊 general language and content warning 💦 smut ❤️‍🩹 literal hurt and comfort (i guess?) 🥰 romance 😵‍💫 wonky brain goes wonky 🩸 depiction of injury and blood

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Love What You've Done with the Place

he's never been a man built for relationships, until you come into his life. now, the house feels like a home.

title citation: song by Rascal Flatts

word count: 1.8k+

🙊 general language warning 🔏 NOT edited 🧸 fluff 🥰 romance

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Blue Bunny

you and the Twins show up to collect the same debt.

word count: 4.4k+

🍒 author's favorite 💸 technically Mafia AU 💍 kinda established relationship 🥰 romance  🎭 drama ��� Daddy's Girl trope 🙊 general language and content warning 🥊 depiction of physical violence and / or aggression 🍑 character with given nickname [ Bunny ] 🩸 depiction of injury and blood ☠️ depiction of MINOR character deaths 🔫 handguns 💛 requires maturity and caution

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part two: My Date With the President's Daughter

your father finds out about Tangerine in the worst way during a charity gala before marauders try to rob it.

word count: 6.3k+

💸 Mafia AU 🎭 drama 💔 light angst 🥰 romance ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 💦 limited, interrupted smut 🔥 NSFW 💍 established relationship 🎀 Daddy's Girl trope 🙊 general language and content warning ☠️ depiction of MINOR character death and other dead bodies 🥊 depiction of physical violence and / or aggression 🥂 alcohol consumption 🔏 barely edited ✝️ Lord's name in vain 🩸 depiction of injury and blood 🔫 guns 💛 requires maturity and caution

🚩 supposed to be 🍑 character with given nickname [ Bunny ] but Cherry NEEDS to make this edit officially

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Let the Bodies Hit the Floor

what happens when Tangerine's little lady is targeted in their home?

word count: 9.1k+

💸 technically Mafia AU 🎭 drama 💔 angst 🥰 romance ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🍒 author's favorite 🙊 general language and content warning 🐍 small small small toxic family 🥊 depiction of physical violence / aggression 🔏 not edited 🩸 depiction of blood 🔫 guns 💛 requires maturity and caution

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Menace

in essence, "drabble about Tangerine going to the bathroom and texting Reader 'come here'."

word count: 4.4k+

🧸 fluff 🥰 romance 💦 smut 🔥 NSFW 💍 established relationship 🙊 general language and content warning 🥂 alcohol consumption 🧠 discussion of mental health (anxiety) 🔫 handguns (it's Tangerine) 🥊 mild depiction of violence (again, it's Tan...) 🔏 barely edited

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Fine Line

going after the same silver briefcase, you and Tangerine exchange more than a few blows. pun intended.

word count: 5.2k+

🎭 drama 🥰 small romance 💦 smut 🔥 NSFW ��� enemies-to-lovers ⚠️ small spoilers 🙊 general language and content warning 🥊 depiction of physical violence and / or aggression 🍑 reader with given nickname [ Peach ] 🩸 depiction of injury and blood

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The Blood of the Covenant

being raised alongside the Twins, you naturally fell on path to become a contract killer - much to Tangerine's chagrin. when you're recruited onto the Bullet Train, too, emotions cum into play - get it?

word count: 9.1k+

⏳ AU timeline ⚠️ small spoilers, too 🧸 little fluff 🎭 little drama 🥰 romance 💦 poorly written smut 🔥 NSFW 🙊 general language and content warning ☠️ minor character death 🥊 depiction of physical violence / aggression 🔏 not edited ✝️ Lord's name in vain 🍑 character with given nickname / codename [ Olive ] 🩸 depiction of blood and injury

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All Mine

you and Tangerine break up, and the man you date after is a serious downgrade. on a night out, Tangerine decides your story isn't yet finished.

word count: 7k+

⏳ assumed AU timeline - Tangerine lives 💔 angst 🎭 drama 🥰 romance ❤️‍🩹 hurt and comfort 🔥 small NSFW (it's really mild, but better safe than sorry) 💣 relationship angst 😭 break-ups 💍 established relationship 🩶 morally grey!reader / mean!reader / cheater!reader 🚬 smoking indoors 🥊 brief domestic aggression and depiction of violence 🔏 not edited

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requesting rules and masterlist

[frankenkyle19]

My Masterlist

Tate Langdon-

Tate Langdon NSFW Headcanons (smut)

Be My Good Boy (smut)

The Devil’s Chocolate 🍫 (smut)

Hold Me (smut)

I Bet I Could Scare You (Smut)

Kit Walker-

Opening Up (hurt/comfort)

Desperation (smut)

Healing ❤️‍🩹 (hurt/comfort)

This Cruel Existence (angst)

You Can If You Want (smut)

Grown up time (smut)

Kyle Spencer-

“Not….Stupid” (hurt/comfort)

Kyle Spencer Headcanons (fluff)

Kyle Spencer NSFW Headcanons (smut)

🌼Blow Dryer🌸 (comfort)

Stories Untold (hurt/comfort)

🌼Touched By A Zombie🌼 (fluff)

Cherry Medicine 🍒 (fluff)

Questions Answered (fluff, hurt/comfort)

Let Go, I’ll Catch You (smut)

Unsupervised Tablet Time (smut)

After The Glitter Fades (Fluff)

Rubber Ducky 🧼 (comfort)

Free (Fluff)

Franken!Kyle experimenting with toys (smut)

Jimmy Darling-

You Sunshine, You Temptress (smut)

Jealousy (smut)

After Work Release (Smut)

James March-

Ghost Sex (smut)

JPM’s NSFW alphabet (smut)

A Lesson In Vulnerability (hurt/comfort)

Self Pleasure (smut)

Rhythm of Your Undead Heart (smut)

Peter Maximoff-

I Hate You, I Love You (smut)

Go Slow, Speedster (smut)

🎃The sweetest Treat is You🎃(smut)

Drabble (smut)

Learning Your Lesson (smut)

The No Longer Virgin (smut)

Pegging Peter Maximoff (smut)

Food Play with Peter Maximoff (smut)

The Twinkie Thief (smut)

Glitter On The Floor After The Party (smut)

“Amaze-balls” (smut)

Graveyard adventure (smut)

‘Fur-reaky’ (smut)

Kai Anderson-

Comforting Car Ride (hurt/comfort)

Why Won’t You? (Sorta fluff)

Sweet Pain (smut)

Mask Sex (Smut)

Colin Zabel-

Best Years Of Your Life 💋 (fluff)

Sit Down (Smut)

Stan Bowes-

First Time For Everything (mxm smut)

Mr. Gallant-

Red Silk and Leather (mxm smut)

Austin Sommers

My Treat-(smut)

[daisynik7]

AHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH

we all know aomine is mean as fuck but he’s definitely ‘make you masturbate in front of him while he strokes his dick..refusing to give you any until you recite every filthy thing you want him to do to you; otherwise, you’re forced to fuck your fingers and you better not come until he says so’ mean.

“Please, Mine..fuck me. I need it.”

“No, not until you tell me how bad you want it. What was that part about creaming all over my dick again? C’mon, say it..”’

[f1amour]

「 ✦ F1 GRID — REQUESTS OPEN !

working on a few one shots at the moment so keep an eye out for those but in the meantime so i can post some stories this week requests are open for blurbs or drabbles involving the f1 grid! it can include angst, smut, comfort, etc. i’ll get started on them as soon as i can <3

[kozukensgf]

< hazel 2024 wrapped! >

first and foremost,

happy new year everyone! 💓 this year is the craziest year for me because i’ve never thought that i would be a writer in this app? even though i have been on hiatus this app always welcome me like a warm hug (i love this community i love yall) hence i want to thank every kind soul on this app who has been supporting me since day 1 🥹

special thanks, to you

thank you for every likes, reblog, comment, mention and inbox. i read each one of them and often times they are so wholesome 🥹

thank you to my taglist, who always leave a like and comment under my post. thank you to my 🐨, 💍, 😻, 🩵, 🪐 , 😛, diabolical anon, i love reading the inbox you guys left me (it made my day). to my silent readers, thank you for sticking with me!

to the one who made this journey fun, cherry 🍒 (also a talented queen) @seungcheorry

thank you for approaching me to do a collab 🥹 it was the best decision i ever made as a writer, which is collaborating with a TALENTED writer like you. we then became friends and i’m so glad for that. you always knew what to say when i needed to hear it the most, esp when i rant to you about- (ok that’s all yall get)

keep slaying with your works, your blog is literally my favourite place (i keep coming back to your dk posts btw, it’s how i keep my sanity in check)

to my favourite writers

@sweetiesicheng

i’m telling yall in her works, she potray each members’ personality perfectly and accurately. are you living in seventeen’s dorm or something?? because no way. keep up the good work!! i love reading your dk’s drabbles hihi

@lololololchips

MOTHER. Idk what y’all say the slayed so bad with her smau. i love reading it, it’s funny asf. (I WANT YOUR PERSONALITY👹) little did you know, you actually were the one that inspired me to do smau 🥹🎀 looking forward to read more of your amazing-funny-smau in 2025!

authors and their works that i love and workshipped:

you made me giggling toes curling with your amazing works <3

@secndlife @bitchlessdino @ddeonghwa-s

((i really need to explore more))

last but not least,

i want to apologise for being inactive. i’ll post once in a while! that’s a promise that i planning to keep for a long time. may 2025 be nicer to me and i hope uni won’t be as harsh as now.

happy new year everyone 🥳

the real last but not least,

speacial thanks to my tag list <3 if we have interacted, trust me i remember you!

@worldpeaceforyoongi @sunooslover @forever-atiny @qockiestt @mystverse @blaycke @jaslwr @weird-bookworm @clownprincehoeshi @aaa-sia @http-mewchuu @heeseungthel0ml

@toplinehyunjin @aervera @arkynz @Hawshiiiii @jenowithjaem @chhnc @do-you-remember-summer-127 @unlikelysublimekryptonite @lesuneczka @tinyelfperson @codeinebelle @fr-freaky @cherrylvrr @dcrlingyou @hq3lo @jkbabiey

@sarabencze @gyuguys @dunixxd @glitterhosh @jihoonsbbygirl @tacosandbitch @dwaekki-bee @darkypooo @theidontknowmehn @ma-riiii @elein041 @enchantingellee @yejisuu @seungkwansflower @enhacolor @nctwishstan @jelliblue54-blog @wakandabiitch2 @tastyluvr @zerowantstobattle

THANK YOU 💕💞💗💝💘💖

[cherry4nemo]

HIIII!! I saw you're taking requests so, I'm just gonna drop this and you can do whatever, drabble, or anything you want<3 I just wanna share this because it's fluffy and cute :DDD

So I've been thinking and like, y'know how Childe has one little white stripe on his hair? Yeah so, I think that man would be so very happy if his children looked like him because imagine like him being so, so, so smitten with them when he sees that they have the same little eyes and oh! A little white stripe of hair rests on top of their chubby cheek, he'd coo and spoil them so much. Poor reader would be stuck with literal copies of Ajax running around and being just as annoying as their daddy, though.

THIS IS SO CUTE. I don’t even like kids, but this low key made me smile.

Id like to imagine that Childe has very strong genes, so I definitely see your kids having ginger hair and big blue eyes just like their daddy! He’s such a doting dad too, he just loves them so much. :(

And oh my gosh when he first got to cradle the baby for the first time, he got a bit teary eyed. Not only does he spoil the kids but he’ll never turn them down if they wanna play toys with him. Childe gets so much cuteness aggression, he just wants to pinch their cute little cheeks all the time!

It’s going to be a VERY loud house. A headache is not uncommon at this point, but you can’t even be mad when seeing him bonding with the kids with a huge smile on his face.

[ice-cweam-sod4]

Slumber in the cage of thorns (Angst to comfort)

Chapter 7 pt 2 inspired me to write again ifgufkjdjfdjd.

TW: Use of deadname, thoughts of suicide, angst to comfort.

Pacing issues ahead.

Yuka couldn’t remember how long it’s been since he was put to sleep by Malleus, for all he knew 50 years could have passed but he never felt like it did. Unlike many others, his dream was not what he thought it would be. 

He was in a cottage in a forest, nice and quaint but everything was quiet, too quiet. No friends of his to take care of, no flaming black cat to pick up after or cook for. No one to care for…..but himself.

“Was this done on purpose by Malleus?” Yuka did not know, he never took time to think about himself, maybe Malleus thought he was doing Yuka a favour by giving Yuka the space to be selfish, but for Yuka it was torture.

Yuka was truly left alone with his thoughts, days passed as he sat in the same space hoping he could maybe put an end to his misery, but nothing changed. 

He couldn’t stand trying to think about what to do, what could he do, he was alone and isolated, forced to accept his self taught delusions that made him think he did not deserve any kind of love. Little by little the cottage itself started to lose its color, the moon didn’t come out at night and the water when Yuka drank it started to have a brown tint.

The next morning was like any other, the sun rose, the plants had now taken over the house and Yuka opened his crust filled eyes. Another day it seems, yes something felt, different or perhaps smelled different,  someone was cooking.

Dashing down the stairs and breaking through the vines, Yuka found a small plant fae, just like him. Looking closer he realized it was him but how? “Hello!” the younger fae said as he stood on his tiptoes to keep the frying pan from falling “did the birdie also bring you here?”. The older fae stood in shock trying to comprehend the sight in front of him “The birdie?”. “Yes this one” in front of the small fae’s full hair a white bird flew out and perched on his shoulder,its aurora eyes stared at the older fae. “Silver?” Yuka thought to himself, “what's your name?” “oh me, my name is Fleur, it’s creole for “flower!”” the young fae replied. That’s right, Yuka’s birth name, his deadname. “What are you doing here Fleur?”, “Well this man with white hair told me about how you needed someone to take care of you so he gave me this birdie and I followed it here pass all the thorns.” Fleur replied

“Do you want some eggs? I can make an omelet or we could have cereal, you look like you haven’t eaten in days though, are you ok?”. It was clear to see the small fae was full of questions and ready to try and make Yuka smile.

“What do I want?” Yuka questioned, “Fleur, could we go to the beach, if the bird knows the way?” “Ok, but I don’t know how to pack a basket yet” the small fae chimed. “It’s ok I’ll help you”.

The next few days were filled with contentment and a lot of soul searching, Yuka didn’t know how but somehow he knew Silver was looking out for him while they suffered in their dreams, for now Yuka was able to see this dream in a new light.

In a weird way thanks to Malleus he was learning to put himself first. Yes it was in a dream but better late than never right?