#eyes emoji eyes emoji eyes emo-

[mobius-m-mobius]

Sometimes our emotions get the better of us. You can say that again.

[shootingstarrfish]

GASPSSPSPSPSPS star you've been causing the explosions?!?? POLICE POLICE!!!!!!!!!!! 11! 11!! 11! 1!! 1!!!! 1111! 1!!!!!!

STOPPPPPP NO ITS NOT ME ITS NOT I DONT EVEN LIKE EXPLOSIONS!!!!!111!!1!1111029487 YOU CANT PROVE IT >:(

[rainydayzxd]

3rd school fit check

I took a test to see if I was relatable with Lawliet , I AM FUCK YEAZZZZZZ

And I got my fav mlp card of all : MAKE SOME NOISE FOR DJ PON-333333333

[rasberryt0rte]

what is life if not in darkness,

is our artificial light enough to show the impatience of humanity or it's resilience?

can we truly believe a winter's rest must begin at 4' in the evening?

Or can we understand we aren't acclimated to the home we reside in, that we are guests, less adapted than some of our cohabitors, our host inconsiderate of our plights,

the rain shan't stop pouring when tears spill- neither shall the sun setting halt for the lost.

[burthummels]

hi i am back with another bts question :) best (or fav) hair colour on each member?

helloooooo md !!!!

the way i've thought about this so many times and i have such a hard time figuring it out djdksks but okay let's try !! thanks for letting me go a little bananas <3

namjoon:

oh i love silver haired joon like LOOK AT HIM !!! no i'm obsessed i love this color on him sm like idk something about him just !!! makes me go insane!!

i also have to give a shoutout to this light haired joon in particular bc he makes me short circuit so bad <3

wait as i was going through my camera roll i foudn this photo.... brown hair joon... angel

jin:

LIGHT BROWN HAIR SEOKJIN MY LOOOOVE !!!! LIKE HE IS MY SNICKERDOODLE COOKIE W THIS HAIR I DONT KNOW ELSE TO PUT IT !!!!!!

but i HAVE to give a shoutout to purple hair jin bc obviously he is just so angelic here like purple haired seokjin has my heart 🫶

yoongi:

🥴🥴🥴 orange hair yoongi 🥴🥴🥴

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 mint yoongi 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

like i look at these two and i want to bite glass i don't know how else to put it i'm so sorry for this insanity but this yoongi makes me insane however my favorite hair overall is his wavy long hair he had when he wore the "the earth is flat didn't you know that" shirt & his long hair now or his daechwita mv hair like THAT hair??!?!!,!,! 🫨🫨🫨

hobi:

there is something about this red hoseok that i can't get enough of like !! i just think he looks so pretty and i'm !!!! in love w this color sm !!!! like that my best friend jung hoseok !!!!!

but also icy blonde hobi was soooo close to getting first place to me like . i think i'd do anything for icy blonde hobi ‼️

jimin:

BLONDE JIMIN MY BEST FRIEND BLONDE JIMIN!!! i know i'm not the first person to say this but he just is a natural blonde like it just works SOOOO well for him it's perfect and i love it so much i miss blonde jimin i would love to have blonde jimin back

like idk any level of blonde he's just soooo suited for im in lvoooooe w blonde jimin v babygirl of him

taehyung:

i actually okay i think tae looks good with every hair color and i simply ,,,, can't fully pick bc i am indecisive w tae's hair in particular but his range !! like just iconic hair color after iconic hair color and black is just good on all of them but when it's wavy like this ?? oh insanity

and i think idol tae is underrated im going to say it

jungkook:

i stand by the fact that natural black hair jk is a menace like ,,,,, no he's soooooo good with his black hair and he makes me bonkers i do love his black hair sm esp when it's wavy or curly oooh that my fav esp when it's long !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

however if we're looking for a hair hair color i think his THIS particular wavy blue hair w ponytail was so cute !!!! like this whole look is cute !!! 

also when he had purple hair !! but the short purple hair !!! aaaah like i love jk he's cute in eveyrhtinf :(

[squicksquak]

never feel bad about having an attitude with annoying men they need their egos brought down a little, they don't feel bad about being a bitch so why should you?

[pancakehouse]

eeeekkk approx eight months later and it’s finally out (OF MY LIFEEEE 🤭) !!!!!!

R/S Big Bang Fic & Art: through the gaps of sunlight (E)

Title: through the gaps of sunlight

Author: @pancakehouse

Artist: @belleandsaintsebastian

Beta Reader: @sectoren

Summary: Summer, 1860. At the tail end of a rather uneventful season, the town of Godric’s Hollow is stirred into frenzy by the long-awaited return of one of their own…

After five years away, Remus comes home. And Sirius is engaged to someone else.

or,

A Victorian Wolfstar AU featuring sprawling country estates, ballroom dancing, a hatbox full of unsent letters, and a Sirius and Remus who will do anything but admit they aren’t done with each other yet.

read on ao3!

[amuyyi]

unfiltered y/n .

synopsis; two drabbles of y/n being the oldest of newjeans, yet arguably the most chaotic and childish. 21 year old y/n who's very gen z coded and borderline chronically online from a young age.

trope; platonic! newjeans x f!reader, just danielle + hyein bc im lazy

wc; 1.9k

cw; n/a

a/n; guys i think i fr forgot how to write erm so sorry this is dookie but i needed to write something lighthearted to keep my sanity even tho writers block is real rn thumbs up emoji ... also y/n is just me again LMFAO

Humming, your eyes glaze over the Phoning chat. You and Danielle sat comfortably within your practice room, the younger girl joining shortly after seeing you had started a livestream. There was no particular reason for this stream, you simply felt like entertaining your fans for the day. Throughout the livestream, you and Danielle simply talked, being some of the most social and extroverted members of Newjeans, it wasn’t hard for you two to popcorn different topics from one another.

“Did you ever read Warriors?”

“What, that book series about the emo cats?”

“They’re not emo– well…. Actually…”

Both you and Danielle burst into a fit of giggles as you tried to explain the lore of the Warrior Cats series, which then went into you making a powerpoint on why your company should allow you to have a cat in the dorms, which then went into a conversation about how you guys wanted to decorate your ideal home…

When you and Danielle were put into a room together, it almost seemed like you two fueled each other's energy in a never ending cycle. Still, as your laughter dies down, the pair of you decide to just chill, even for a moment. Your attention gets drawn back to the comments whilst Danielle aimlessly scrolled on her phone for a bit.

“y/n, who are your favorite kpop artists??” You read out loud.

Your eyes light up at this question. Before becoming a trainee, you were a die hard fan of many groups back when you were younger. Honestly.. You were a bit of a chronically online kid, despite your social tendencies. Back in the day, you ran a kpop stan twitter, and are well versed in the new vocabulary of online meme culture… as embarrassing as it was to admit the more you thought about it. 

After reading the comment, the mischievous and playful glint in your eye was impossible to ignore, and Dani seemed to pick up on the shift in energy. Shooting you a suspicious glance, you decide to speak up.

“Ah there are so many groups I love… But.. I’d have to say Red Velvet and LOONA...!”

It was an innocent enough answer at a glance, but to some, the underlying message behind it was glaringly obvious.

Almost immediately after speaking, in the most obvious and not discreet fashion, you freeze, arching a brow making a curious looking expression at the camera as you pucker your lips. It was undeniable that you were referencing an all too familiar meme within the LGBTQ community.

Honestly, you were never one to shy away from your sexuality. You were lucky enough to know who you were from a young age. (All of your odd childhood crushes practically spoke for themselves. Rain from the movie Spirit, for example. The horse.) 

It wasn’t long before the girls caught onto you, and they have been nothing but supportive since. Oftentimes they would tease you over your clinginess with your other members, or how you’d very publicly fawn over other female idols, while nearly all of the light drained from your eyes when approached by a man. 

In hindsight, it was a surprise that they didn’t catch on sooner. The way you acted so stiff around male idols when forced to do Tiktoks with them, or how you never entertained their advances. However, it seemed like Some fans did seem to notice faster than your own members, and deemed you “Irene's daughter” as a result— a title in which you wear with pride, might you add! 

That wasn't to say you didn't have your own hardships and struggles with your sexuality at the same time, though. Of course, being a part of one of the biggest kpop groups of your generation, you couldn’t express your sexuality publically. Not yet. It was too risky. A large chunk of your fan base consisted of straight men anyways… Potential backlash would be detrimental. You didn’t want to drag the others down with you. Not when you guys have so much ahead together.

So you keep your head low, put on your best smile, and focus on your members.

….Until moments like these, of course.

Eyes practically boggling out of her head, Danielle bursts into laughter, shoving your shoulder with one hand while she covers her face with her sweater sleeve.

“Unnie…!�� she scream-whispers, baffled by your words. Of course she knew what you were hinting at, she didn’t live under a rock her whole life.

Seeing Danielles reaction only seems to egg you on though. What? You weren’t saying anything explicitly queer. Only the people that mattered would know. Worst case scenario, you’d be in some odd rumor or speculation that had no real evidence to back you up. Maybe you’d be seen as an ally. Humming once again, you pretend to think.

“Though if you want to know about male artists….” You take a significantly longer time to answer this as Danielle is left a giggling mess next to you. She seemed almost a little distressed through the laughter, but she trusted you.

“I would probably say I like EXO and Shinee the most.”

Once again, you make that damn face, and Danielle throws her head back in hysterical laughter. She grabs your shoulder and shakes you around, whispering quiet scoldings into your ear as you snicker, feigning an innocent look as the chat practically blows up.

[cha3wonz] – HELLO???? [kaheii] – y/n blow a kiss if u like women [luv__newjeans] – okay ally

Unsurprisingly, clips of your shared live with Danielle went viral. Many stan accounts on twitter began to speculate that you were queer, whilst others fully embraced it. Your favorite posts were the edits of you with the rainbow flag followed up by a question mark. It was all too good.

Honestly, you didn’t even think it was a big deal. You didn’t pay much attention to other male groups– you never did, really, but when you looked at the new incoming generation of boy group members… They practically had the whole pride parade following them. 

There were a few minor articles about you here and there, but you were mostly off the hook.

Danielle lay sprawled across your back whilst you lay on her bed, scrolling through Twitter aimlessly as she laughs at the comments on your recent instagram post.

“It seems that your fangirls can't get enough of you, lovergirl,” she teases lightheartedly as you wiggle beneath her weight, giggling.

Maybe one day you’ll share the news to your fans, and maybe one day they won’t even be surprised. But you’re glad to have what you have now. Just you, your girls, and your ever growing folder of queer y/n memes off of Twitter.

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Hyein was in the middle of a solo livestream within her bedroom, lying comfortably in her bed as she showcased various articles of clothing she had bought with Hanni the day prior.

The livestream was going well, peaceful as Hyein makes her way through several t shirts, sweaters, pants, and skirts of all colors and styles.

Right when Hyein was about to reveal her favorite article of clothing from the haul, loud, almost desperate banging rings throughout the room. An almost pathetic sounding yelp of surprise erupts from the girl before she curiously glances at the livestream. 

Leaning forward, she whispers to the camera, “I think… I think there's a creep trying to break in…” 

Suddenly, the door bursts open, with a very flustered and irritated y/n tumbling in shortly after. iPad in hand, you collapse into the bed next to Hyein

“Guys, guy, GUYS. The theme was scene!!! What the hell is this?! Look at THIS versus MY outfit!” You exclaim almost a little too loudly as you shove the ipad in front of the camera. Failing to focus on your screen properly, the viewers simply saw a bright white square as you groaned.

Baffled and still a bit in shock, Hyein speaks up, “Unnie, it's really not that serio–”

“This is bullsh–” You cut yourself off as Hyein snorts loudly at your near slip up. Clearing your throat, you grip your ipad a little tighter than needed, trying to calm down.

“This is unfair. And you know what's worse? Its probably some nine year old with their friends voting for them behind the screen!” You whine out dramatically. With how upset you were getting, it wouldn't be surprising if this genuinely was the one determining factor that would either make or break your night.

Hyein couldn't bite back the amused laugh at your seriousness. 

You took your games pretty seriously. Even if it was roblox. There was something familiar and comforting about it all, really. Lighthearted games like this  played a major part in your childhood— which was, of course, abruptly cut short once you became a trainee at age 14. Now that you were an adult with a job as an idol, you could buy your own robux, buy your own gamepasses and items… and most importantly, stomp on little kids in-game. You were here first, after all.

“Unnie, aren't you like, 21 years old? Don't you think you’re a little too old to—“

“And don't you like— what, 12?!” You shoot back without even missing a beat.

A brief, yet suffocating silence passes as the both of you stare at each other, wide eyed. Never in your years of knowing the younger girl have you ever been so.. sassy to her. You were the oldest, after all. It was your job to take care of her.

Almost instantly, you drop your ipad and tackle the younger girl in a hug, crying out, “BABY HYEIN!!! IM SORRY…!!!”

Hyein on the other hand, was not as reciprocal to your attempts at apologizing. Upon being tackled, half of the air in her lungs practically got knocked out of her, and she finds herself tumbling backwards into the blankets below. Instead of accepting your obviously very real and very distressed apology, she began struggling to wriggle out of your grasp as she yelled out, “NO! LET ME GO UNNIE!! LET ME GOOO!!!”

Though the youngest towered over you by over half a foot, your grip on her was borderline deadly. Squeezing your arms tightly around her neck in an attempt at being soothing and sweet (you werent) you scream at yourself, rocking her back and forth. 

“I'm so STUPID im SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY I JUST WANTED YOU TO PLAY WITH ME.”

Incoherent screams and movement was seen from the livestream for about 5 minutes before Hyein tapped your arm, giving in.

“Fine, fine..! I forgive you unnie, just let me go…!”

The moments following Hyein’s acceptance of her fate seemed to actually go by pretty smoothly compared to the chaos that had just ensued a few minutes prior.

Laying in bed together, the two of you played dress to impress while on the live, occasionally interacting with the viewers, but mostly focusing on winning the game. A comfortable silence passes, the only sound being nails against iPad screens.

The pair of you would proudly showcase your creations to the camera, and shared mutual frustration when neither of you would even place despite the immense efforts you put into your outfits.

“I swear to god Hyein, I’m gonna buy both of us VIP and we’re gonna leave these girls in the dust…”

As you prepare to go up for your final round of the night, Hyein suddenly perks up.

“Oh look, unnie! This outfit is actually pretty good…”

“Huh? Oh!! You're right! This is super pretty…”

“…”

“…”

“Two stars?”

“Two stars.”

[coquettetoji]

{ 🪩 } EREN JEAGER MOODBOARD

★ general eren hcs ★

— hot type of nerdy * defo majors in computer science

— my boy by billie eilish coded

— has hot hands ( the veiny kind with long fingers but his hands defo aren’t abnormally huge 💀 ¡ALSO WEARS RINGS! )

— probably smells like weed, mint gum, and expensive cologne. i’m thinking creed aventus with a woody type of scent

— has a silver chain, not gold obvi 👎 defo does the tiktok arm leaning against door frame chain dangling pose

— solid 6’2 maybe 6’3 depending on shoes and lean muscular

— emotion damaging fuck boy (takes ‘hurt people hurt people’ on a whole nother level but he’s hot so who cares?)

— drives a blacked out camaro with tinted windows bc uh

— doesn’t vape, but will always occasionally smoke weed

— gym bro with a sleeper build * bench is probably 265-270 and rubs it in armin’s face atleast once a week

— has 1 playlist because he listens to spotifys default made daily mixes 💀 ( daily mix 4 is always his go to )

— his actual playlist consists of the most overplayed main stream indie songs but then has rnb songs with 3k listens per month mainly from eren that lowk hit?

— mama’s boy and likes cats > dogs

— doberman boy

— has his snapchat in his insta bio with the ghost emoji next to it

— can play guitar and surprisingly well, favorite song to play is sparks by coldplay

— wears prescription clear frame glasses with the blue light lenses on them at night but wears contacts during the day

— all his $$$ comes from stocks, doesn’t have a job but is so smart when it comes to shit like that **defo has one of those metal credit cards that clink against tables 😏

— has dimples on his lower back and deep smile lines with that joker type of smile lol hot

— 3.8 gpa, math and science smart but not reading/english smart

— has a black phone with a clear case, black background, and his most used app is tiktok and messages

— wears street wear, wife beaters, baggy jeans, graphic tees, expensive sneakers, and cargos

— brown / green eyes, show more when they’re in the sun

— has a single diamond piercing on his right ear bc he’s slutty like that

{💌} new message from mica

hopefully this wasn’t a horrible first post bc i’m new to this whole thing, i’ll figure things out after a couple youtube tutorials >:)

i will gladly go emo for eren omfg he’s such a *moan*

SETTING THIS WHOLE BLOG UP SOON I PROMISE 😛

[notsosaucystuff]

Some important phannie vocabulary and phrases (in alphabetical order):

Words:

Babuse

Bub/Bubby

Bob

Capital£ester

Crafties

Craft/Crafting

Dab

Dad

Dalien

Danosaur

Delia Smith

Doot

Eliza

Emo

Erica

Evan

Fetus

Glabella

Gloryhole

Glue

Gnu

Hiatus

Lad/Lads

Ladydoor

Lesbian

Lexicon

Lion

Literally

Llama

Maltesers

Melapples

Microwave

Muse

Nuki

Onomatopoeia

Pancakes

Phan

Phandom

Phass

Phivorce

Phol

Phouse

Placenta

Protip

Ranch

Ribena

Sim/Sims

Slit

Soulmates

Susan

Tabitha

Tit

Tour

Twink

Twunk

Uma Thurman

Whisk

Whiskers

Yap/Yapping

Yee

Phrases:

All or nothing

Art is important

Breaking the sound barrier

Companions through life

Dip and Pip

Don't cry, craft

Do you know what a genre is?

Editing tips

"Embrace the void and have the courage to exist"

Forever home/Phorever home

Girl in Prague

Glory hole

Heart eyes Howell

Hello, my name is [Dan]

Help me Dad

Hey buddy, you in London?

Hobbit hair

It hits different

Love eyes Lester

Lying makes you go to hell

Mirror Butt

Passenger Princess

Phil trash #1

Ranch metaphor

Reasons why Dan's a fail (yay)

Red Hot Phil

Right in the Florida

"Open wide for Captain Lester!"

Soft and neat

Something something night changes

Square hair

The builders

"This guy"

"This is the most fun I've ever had"

Tops only bar

Try new things

Twink Death

Twunk Birth

We're here, we're queer, and we're filled with existential fear

"What can I say?"

Inserts:

Get the [Insert noun] out for the lads

"Here's the thing about [Insert noun]"

I'm at the cluuuuub, I need [Insert noun], but in a sexy way

Ph-[Insert almost anything]

The [Insert noun] fic

[Insert literally anything]-ussy

We saw you from across the [insert noun] and liked your vibe

You will get through this [Insert noun]

Other:

2009

2012

2019

2022

2023

🧡 (orange heart emoji)

Please leave additional words and/or phrases in the notes or tags and I will have them to the list! <3

Last updated: September 23, 2024

[samaraxmorgan]

Crack JJK headcanons based on nothing but vibes:

I never see headcanons that aren’t smut/romance based so I decided to post some of mine that make me laugh!! :) if you have any goofy headcanons pleeeease add them in a rb/reply I would LOVE to read them!!!

Gojo is sick and tired of people telling him he looks like Jack Frost.

Yuuji’s favorite game as a kid was Kirby Air Ride on the GameCube.

Inumaki runs the Dril account on Twitter.

Choso asked Yuki for K-Goth recommendations but she thought he said K-Pop, he ended up unintentionally getting really into BlackPink.

Megumi refuses to tell anyone (especially Gojo) that he likes My Chemical Romance because he already gets called emo enough.

Higuruma had a flip phone until 2016.

Gojo called Geto the n word one time in high school and Meimei still won’t let him live it down.

Choso sends Yuuji sibling TikToks (like “when you and your brother have opposite vibes”) and says “this is us.”

Nobara is the worst driver out of the first years (which is scary because Yuuji can’t shouldn’t drive).

Nobara has an early 2000s bug and she put eyelashes on the headlights.

Yuuji drives a Jeep Wrangler and audibly says “skrrrt” every time he makes a sharp turn even if no one else is in the car.

Nanami never watches the TikToks Gojo sends him (and it offends Gojo so much).

Choso knows how to do trad goth makeup and he’s actually insanely good at it.

Since Gojo can see through his eyelids, sometimes he accidentally sleeps with his eyes open and wakes up with a massive migraine because of it.

Yaga ends every email with “Sent from my iPhone.”

Choso is really interested in watching fish, he could sit in front of a fish tank and just watch a fish swim around for hours like he’s in a trance.

Megumi is a total metal head and goes unexpectedly hard in a mosh pit.

Yuuji was genuinely devastated when mango Juul pods were discontinued.

Gojo has a Bitmoji and uses it constantly (to the point where it’s kinda cringey).

Meimei has a standard poodle.

Whenever someone sends Higuruma a meme he’ll just reply with a thumbs up or thumbs down emoji based on if he thought it was funny or not.

Nobara hit a curb so hard she popped her tire, and Maki had to drive out and change it for her.

[mrkis]

fuck me, emo boy. (l.dh)

PAIRING: idol!haechan x reader GENRE: smut WORD COUNT: 2.4k

SYNOPSIS: the concept photos that your boyfriend posted was enough to have you desperate for him. you're in love with the new look.

CONTENT WARNINGS: 18+ content, dom!haechan, petnames (baby + princess), teasing, choking, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, mentions of breeding, exhibitionism, (haechan wanting you to be louder so the other members can hear),

AUTHORS NOTE. happy bday @liz-zo!!!! a lil something special made for you.... have the best day bestie♡ ily soooooo much

You grin to yourself, biting on the nail of your thumb as you stare down at your phone screen, sending Donghyuck a simple love heart emoji before you swipe off his texts to preoccupy yourself as you wait for his arrival, scrolling through the rest of the concept photos that dropped and admiring your boyfriend as you wrap yourself up in his blankets.

The concept photos were enough to send your mind whirling with thoughts, seeing him dressed in a black mesh shirt with a white tank underneath, dark ripped jeans and matching converse made you desperate to have him in between your legs, keeping his dark makeup eyes on you as he eats you out, using his tongue to send you over the edge. 

Truthfully, everything that Donghyuck does makes you want him—and you mean everything. When he arrived at your own place a few weeks back wearing the baggiest of shirts and sweatpants, you ended up on your knees for an hour with his cock shoved in your mouth, tears brimming in your eyes as he fucked your throat with the most filthiest compliments and sweet praises.

But there was something about this outfit specifically that was different, the makeup too. The grunge type of look from head to toe leaving you aching and thighs pressing together for any type of friction. You were even debating slipping a hand between your thighs to relieve yourself, to feel something that would help but you refrain from doing so when you heard the front door open and footsteps piling in, loud voices of the boys immediately filling up the quietness of the dorms. 

You hear the shriek of Chenle’s laugh first, and then you hear Renjun’s argumentative tone and Jisung demanding that he’s hungry. You can barely make out Jaemin offering to make him something to eat before hearing Donghyuck telling them all that he’s going to his room as you are waiting for him. 

It excites you, and it makes you a little nervous hearing the heavy footsteps across the floorboards, heading straight to you and when the door opens to reveal your boyfriend, your breath hitches at the back of your throat, phone sliding from your grip and falling to the covers. 

Donghyuck stands in the doorway, dressed head to toe in the exact same outfit he wore in the photos he sent you and in the concept photos, the smirk that’s present on his face does nothing to hide your excitement and arousal. 

“Hey, baby” He greets you first as he steps further inside of the bedroom and closes the door behind himself, fingers racing around to twist at the lock and your heart thumps widely at your chest when you hear the ‘click!’. 

You struggle to find the right words, unable to even greet him back as you stare at his outfit and you almost drool at the sight, especially when you see the rings decorating his fingers and the black chipped nail polish.

Donghyuck laughs at seeing you so silent, a smug look written across his features as he slowly inched his way towards the end of the bed and he cocks his head to the side, tongue clicking against his teeth.

“Don’t tell me I’ve made you speechless already?” Donghyuck teases, causing your cheeks to grow warm under his gaze. “I haven’t even got to the best part yet” His sultry tone sends a shiver down your spine and you watch as he places his palms on the bed, staring you down with his dark eyes, the eyeliner making his stare more intense than usual. “Come on, princess… Use your words. Tell me what you think”

“You look hot” You manage to say even if it was as quiet as a whisper, still not trusting your voice as you take in his appearance. 

“Yeah?” He hums as he slowly pulls the bed covers away, revealing your bare legs in your shorts and the shirt of his that you’re wearing. He grins at that, eyeing you up and his chest rumbles with a deep chuckle as you unconsciously rub your thighs together. “What else?”

“You know what else” You bite back a little, knowing that Donghyuck’s expecting you to comply to every question he asks and you can’t help but feel proud, the corner of your lips twitching upwards as you notice his facial expression drops lightly before he suddenly smiles again, tongue poking at his cheek as he begins to move up the bed, crawling on his knees all while dragging his hands up your thighs, the coldness of his rings stinging your warm skin.

You try to control your unsteady breathing as Donghyuck finds a place between your legs, prying them open wide enough for him to fit in between before resting your thighs on his hips, caging him in instead. The material of his torn black shirt rubs against your skin and you involuntarily squeeze your legs around him, causing his smile to widen. 

“I want you to tell me what else” Donghyuck kneads your thighs, his grip tight. “I like it when you use your words, you know that”

You’re melting into his touch, unable to focus on anything else but his hands that are on your skin and the goosebumps rise when you feel his hands glide up, dipping beneath the material of his shirt you’re wearing and massaging your waist, causing your back to arch into his touch. 

But the warmth of his hands rips away from your skin before you can fully enjoy it and a whine slips past your lips, open your mouth to scold him for letting go too quickly but a gasp leaves you as you feel his hand slip around your neck, squeezing at the sides and pressing your head further into the pillows beneath you. 

Donghyuck’s smiling down at you so prettily despite the grip he has on you and it makes your head swirl, hips raising off the bed to rub over the front of his jeans and he tuts, shaking his head as his other hand comes down to grip your hips. 

“You’re so desperate for me. Looking so pretty and perfect acting like this for me” He coos softly, licking at his lips as he looks down to where he presses himself against you, grinning as he hears you whine. “So perfect… All mine. You’re all mine. Can you say it, princess? Say you’re all mine”

“All yours” You pathetically whisper, barely coherent. 

“Hm?” Donghyuck hums, leaning in close as he squeezes your throat once again. “I can’t hear you. What did you say?”

“I’m all yours” You say a little louder this time and Donghyuck grins before he leans in to kiss you. The kiss is anything but gentle and sweet. His tongue presses through the opening on your lips to tangle with yours, his teeth bite down and pull on your bottom lip all while keeping his fingers wrapped around your throat, his rings digging into your skin.

You welcome it happily, caging him in between your legs, your arms coming around his shoulders to bring him in closer to you but unfortunately, much to your dismay, Donghyuck doesn’t let that happen. 

You frown as he pulls away from you, his grip loosening on your throat and you almost plead for him to come back but the words are stuck as grips the material of the shirt and pulls it over your head, dropping it carelessly to the ground as he mouths at your chest, nipping and biting the skin, leaving marks along the way as he travels south. 

His tongue swirls at your navel, causing your back to arch at the sensation as your hands reach down to tangle your fingers through his dark hair, making him glance up at you with a cocky smirk that in any other case would make you scoff, but you wanted him to keep going. 

“You like this, don’t you?” His tone is soft despite the hint of tease. His fingers trail over the waistband on your panties, hooking beneath the fabric. “You like me teasing you, feeling you up… kissing you. I bet you crave it so badly when I’m not here” You nod your head almost immediately and he smiles, “Me too, princess”

Donghyuck pulls your panties down your legs but ends up ripping the material due to impatience and it getting caught on your ankles, making you gasp as you stare at the ruined lace before turning to look at Donghyuck with a frown.

He shrugs, cupping his hands beneath your thighs and hooking them over his shoulders, “You know I’ll buy you new ones”

Before you can even clap back to say how that was your favourite pair, Donghyuck’s already attaching his lips to your clit and flicking his tongue over the sensitive nerve. Your back arches, a strangled moan fleeting past your own lips as your head presses against the pillows behind you.

He rotates between flicking his tongue over your clit and licking your folds, keeping his eyes on you to watch your facial expressions and you can feel him smirking against your skin, especially when he feels your fingers tug at his hair. 

You’re unable to control yourself, moaning so loudly you feel lightheaded, rutting your pussy against his face even when he tries to hold you down to prevent you from moving, wanting to do all the work himself and your body jerks as he sucks on your clit, curling his fingers around your thighs to pull you in closer to him. 

“That’s it, baby. Keep making those sounds for me” He mumbles, wiggling his tongue between your folds and prodding at your entrance, “You sound so fucking pretty for me. You always do”

Your face feels hot at his words, clearly affected by his constant praises and Donghyuck laughs again, holding your gaze when you meet his eyes as he sucks your clit between his lips, slipping his hand from your thigh to push two fingers inside your pussy, curling them up and brushing against your walls. 

He scissors his fingers inside of you, pumping them in and out and the sounds makes you feel a little embarrassed but he seems to love it, moaning into your pussy and closing his eyes in bliss as he slurps you up, beginning to rut his confined cock on the sheets beneath him.

You’re slurring your words, unable to come up with a coherent sentence that can warn Donghyuck that you’re about to cum, but with the way your pussy clenches around his fingers he already knows what’s about to happen and he smiles, his pace quickening.

“Come on, princess. That’s it…” Donghyuck coaxes, lightly nipping at your inner thigh. “Cum for me, baby”

Your hips lift off of the bed as you cum and he laughs, pinning you down with his arm to help ride out your orgasm, gushing over his tongue which he happily drinks up through praises, telling you how good you’re doing for him and how you taste so sweet.

He doesn’t allow you to recover from your orgasm as he’s already peeling himself out of his own clothing, throwing them down to the ground and moving to lay in between your legs, hoisting them over his shoulders.

Donghyuck presses in close to you enough to feel his cock nestle between your folds, tip nudging against your clit and you whine, swivelling your hips to entice him, desperate for him to fuck you already but he doesn’t give in just yet as he gently kisses your knee.

“What are you waiting for?” You ask him quietly, bucking your hips. “Fuck me, Donghyuck”

“Say ‘please’” He tells you with a smirk, clearly teasing you and you roll your eyes only for him to click his tongue against his teeth in warning. “Don’t be like that, baby… you know I like it when you say please. Come on… Say it, for me?”

“Please”

“My good girl” Donghyuck praises you sweetly before he eases his cock into you and you gasp at the stretch, the satisfying burn in your core making you moan out in pleasure but it’s soon replaced with a squeal when he pushes in deeper, bottoming out inside you. “Fuck, baby… Feel so good around me. The prettiest pussy. My pretty pussy”

His thrusts are frantic, grip on your thighs tightening as he drives into you, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he watches himself disappearing inside of you and appear covered in your sweet arousal, making him grunt over and over again while you squeeze your pussy around him.

You’re wailing as his cock hits deep, throwing your head back against the pillows and hurriedly reaching up to grip the headboard to prevent it from knocking against the wall when you hear the subtle knocking and Donghyuck hums, one hand letting go of your thigh to curl around your wrist.

“Stop, they’ll hear” You tell him when he tries to tug your hand away.

He tilts his head to the side with a grin on his lips, “Why are you worried about that now? Baby… you were moaning like crazy when I was eating your pretty pussy”

You immediately freeze, clamping up when you realise he’s right. You had completely forgotten they were home as you were too preoccupied with how Donghyuck was making you feel between your legs and you grow hot, the embarrassment flooding through you and you tighten your grip on the headboard, pressing your lips together to not make any more noises. 

your lips together to not make any more noises. 

“Oh. Don’t tell me you’re feeling shy now?” Donghyuck teases, continuing to roll his hips. “Let it out, baby. I know you like it. Show them how good I make you feel”

“Donghyuck, please—”

“Don’t you want Jaemin to hear?” His words make you freeze, staring up at him with widened eyes and he begins to smirk, nodding his head towards the opposite wall. “His room is right there. He said something about going to his room after making Jisung something to eat… He listens to us, you know. Hearing your pretty little noises as I fuck your pussy, filling it with cum, wishing that it was him”

His words are turning you on, more that you’d like to admit. Something about knowing that his best friend listens to you two having sex occasionally and wanting to be in your boyfriends position is enough to make you part your lips slightly, freeing any sound of pleasure that’s soon about to be let out and Donghyuck grins, leaning over you so he’s inches away from your face.

“Wanna give him another show, princess?” He asks you, gently tugging your hand down from the headboard before he cups your cheek, his thumb dragging down your lower lip before he plants a quick kiss. “Want him to hear you moan and scream my name as I fuck your pussy full?”

[meguwumibear]

cant stop thinking about fake dating monoma....

"You're asking me out?" he laughs. Monoma laughs with his whole body. Mouth. Stomach. Hands. He uses them all as he insults you. "My how the mighty have fallen."

You roll your eyes with an exacerbated sigh. Motherfucker never did listen to much other than the sound of his own voice. Selective hearing. Shinsou tried to warn you. Monoma hears only what he wants to.

"I'm pretending to ask you out, dipshit," you clarify. "To boost our stats."

The plan seemed reasonable enough when you first hatched it. The public loves to stick their upturned noses into the private lives of heroes. The more a hero discloses, the higher their rank. Correlation and causation or whatever-the-fuck your PR team said. You need some press. You need to leak something juicy. Hence, fake dating Monoma. It's foolproof, isn't it? Now that you've actually pitched the thing to the smug bastard, you're not so sure.

"How's dating you gonna boost my stats exactly?" he asks.

"Well, for one I out rank you," you say, eager to throw that in his face. "Hanging around with someone in the top thirty is bound to increase your position. The top spots aren't determined solely by number of saves and take downs. It's a fucking popularity contest, and we're competing for a crown."

"Hmm, hmm, hmmmmm," Monoma hums as he theatrically taps his pointer finger against his chin in faux contemplation. God damn you picked the absolute worst person to fake date. Should've gone with the perverted grape guy instead. Little fucker probably would've jumped at the opportunity to call himself your boyfriend.

"I don't have all day, Monoma," you say. "You in or you out?"

He flashes you a disgustingly cheeky grin. The smile is all teeth and absent of any semblance of sincerity.

"Oh, I suppose I could be swayed," he relents. "If.......," a pregnant pause for dramatic effect. Typical, "the fake girlfriend package comes with real girlfriend privileges."

You raise an inquiring eyebrow at him. If the smarmy git wants sex he can ask for it like the grown ass man he is instead of alluding to it like some high school brat.

"I am of course referring to sexual intercourse," he oh-so helpfully clarifies. "Including, but not limited to-"

"Yeah, yeah," you say with a wave of your hand to shut him up. If you have to listen to the end of that sentence you might end up punting him off the roof. "Whatever you want."

Monoma's eyebrows disappear behind his poorly styled emo bangs that he never aged out of. "Whatever I want?" he parrots. "God, you're just as desperate as the rest of them without the numbers to back you up. Think the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight would result to such petty tricks?"

"Yes or no, Monoma," you huff, pressing at your temples to stem an impending tidal wave of a headache. "If you're above this maybe I'll ask the Great Explosion Murder God himself."

Monoma's eyes darken at that, despite the fact that he only has himself to blame for putting the idea in your head.

To his credit, Monoma collects himself quickly and shoves his phone in your hands.

"Number and addy," he says. "I'm staying with Kendo so my place is OOTQ for R-rated content. I'll swing by yours after my patrol tonight for a trial run. I'm guessing you can afford to live alone. based on your rank, number thirty."

"What fucking trial run?" you ask as you add your contact to his phone. You throw in a red heart emoji too, before replacing it with a peach, tongue, and water emoji instead. The pretend relationship needs to look real and there's no way in hell Monoma's the romantic type.

He smirks as he snatches his phone back from you.

"Figure I'm entitled to a seven day free trial before I actually subscribe. It's just good costumer service. Even that prick Bezo's knows it. Don't tell me the aspiring number one hero has less ethics than that capitalistic pig?"

"Oh for fuck's sake," you spit. "Fine. What the hell. Not like I want to be stuck fucking you if your dick game's mid. Swing by tonight. Bring your tiny cock and that bratty attitude of yours. Might be nice to fuck it out of you."

Monoma's grin is borderline predatory. His mouth is open wide enough to expose the sharp tips of his teeth again, and they look like they're just itching to bite. He leans over the table to whisper his next few words in your ear.

"My dick's not tiny," he says, before excusing himself. Then, as he turns to leave, "And I won't be the one getting the brat fucked out of them tonight. See you soon, love."

He disappears around the corner with one last wave of his hand, and you can't help but wonder what the actual fuck you've just gotten yourself into.

[thesonicpunk]

My favourite SNS fanfics (part 1)

Someone in the comments of my own fic asked for NaruSasu recs, so I thought I'd also make a post compiling my absolute favourites here! I've been so fortunate with the response to my work on AO3 so I hope this is a nice way to share the love around:

Inside this place is warm by magma. One shot, a cozy night in with Sasuke and hokage!Naruto where they figure out what they are to each other. It's short, so well written and the author really grasps the subtleness/complex nature of their relationship! (the author is @magmavox on tumblr!)

Swimming against the current by GODZILLA90095. Part 1 of the series with the same name. College AU. When I tell you I devoured this fanfic........ Lowkey-emo!Sasuke, hockey-player!Naruto. It's funny, it's got lots of pinning, it's got feels, it's got Naruto figuring out his sexuality in the most typically Naruto way, basically it's got IT ALL. And the writing is amazing. It was the fic that inspired me to get on the website and post my own work.

Tears don't fall by GODZILLA90095 (again bcs they rule). Part 1 of the series A different way but just as good. Modern AU. It's kind of a Naruto and Sasuke get a second chance in their 30s after a huge break-up. Naruto has kids with Hinata, but he's gay. It's heartbreaking, raw, real, beautiful.... fuckkkk read it!!!

The Symposium series by candlewix. Told from the perspective of ace!Kakashi. We see Naruto and Sasuke's love story across the years from his eyes. No one, I mean NO ONE, is as funny as this author. The way they write Kakashi's POV is hilarious, but so well balanced by the profound and beautiful descriptions the author writes about what Nart and Sake mean to each other. ugh.

We Deserved a Better Ending My Love by narutophobia. Reencarnation babyyy! Naruto and Sasuke in modern times, but everything that was in canon was real just reaaally long ago. Naruto remembers, searches for Sasuke (who doesnt remember!!). SHENANIGANS ensue. Beautiful love story and such an interesting take on things.

love like this is forever by moonplums.  Part 1 of the series forever. It's set in Boruto era/world - I am not usually into that tbh, it gives me anxiety to think about Sasuke and Naruto not getting together after the war BUT this series does it quite nicely, kind of like they have their awakening later in life and it's very cute how they have a family with the kids. Sarada's POV. Worth reading for sure!

when it all comes together, there's just you by kintou.  It's short fragments of both Naruto and Sasuke discovering their sexualities across the years, with and without each other. Super cute and interesting, and smutty! I love the concept. (author is @ao3-kintou on tumblr!)

I might one day make a part 2 to this, but so far these are the ones I've read that I really love! I hope it was ok to share these on here, if you are the author and would like me to remove (or tag you!) just message me.

If you read any of these and you like 'em, remember to leave a comment (any comment!). You can make the author's day with just a little emoji. <3

[deliciousangelfestival]

Curses from Ex-Boyfriend || Oneshot

Character: Artist!Bucky x Reader

Summary: Y/N navigates humorous breakups and manages an art gallery. A reunion with first love, Bucky, at an exhibition ignites a whimsical love story woven with unexpected enchantments.

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Y/N sunk into the barstool, her eyes telling tales of another failed relationship. Yolanda, the supportive friend, encouraged Y/N to share the latest misadventure in her love life.

Y/N sighed, "Okay, get this. The first one, Mike, broke up with me because he claimed my choice of pizza toppings was a reflection of our incompatibility. Apparently, pineapple lovers and non-pineapple lovers are destined to fail."

"Then there was Mark," Y/N continued, a smirk playing on her lips. "He couldn't stand the fact that I had a more extensive collection of pokemon than he did. He said it was a sign of divergent life goals."

Yolanda raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Tell me more."

"James, number three," Y/N chuckled, "Simple, he doesn't like dog."

"Alex was next in line," Y/N continued her tone a mix of disbelief and amusement. "He called it quits because he believed my excessive use of emojis in texts was a clear indication of a lack of emotional depth. Can you imagine?"

Yolanda laughed, "You can't be serious! What about the fifth one?"

Y/N sighed again, "Oh, Tom. He said my insistence on arranging our bookshelf by color instead of genre was a deal-breaker. Apparently, a good relationship requires organized literature. Can you believe these reasons?"

"Bucky was the longest, wasn't he?" Yolanda mused, a smile playing on her lips.

Y/N nodded, "Yeah, high school sweethearts, you know? We were the classic emo couple, complete with matching black outfits and moody music playlists."

Curiosity flickered in Yolanda's eyes, "So, why did you guys break up?"

Y/N chuckled, "Dead serious. Bucky was deep into it. I remember one day, he used a spell to try and cancel a math quiz."

Y/N grinned, "Oh, maybe because I'm over with emo and I think because Bucky got into magic, like, real magic. He bought this ancient-looking spell book at a flea market."

Yolanda's eyebrows shot up in disbelief, "Magic? Seriously?"

Yolanda burst into laughter, "Wait, what? A spell to cancel a quiz?"

Y/N nodded, "Yeah, he was convinced he could influence the universe with his newfound magical prowess. The thing is, our math teacher did cancel a quiz that week, but I later found out it was because he had a stomachache."

Yolanda's laughter faded into a look of realization, "Wait, are you saying Bucky's spell worked, or was it just a coincidence?"

Y/N shrugged, "Who knows? But I guess that was the beginning of the end. Bucky's magic phase and my inability to take his magical ambitions seriously eventually led to our breakup."

Yolanda winked, still teasing, "Maybe he enchanted you with a love spell, and that's why your relationships have been so... uniquely challenging."

Y/N rolled her eyes, feigning exasperation, "Please, if Bucky had any magical influence, it would've been to summon more black eyeliner or something."

Yolanda joined in the laughter, realizing the absurdity of her own suggestion. "I guess you're right. Love spells and high school relationships don't really go hand in hand."

As they clinked their glasses together, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for Yolanda's light-hearted humor.

Y/N groaned as she woke up with a slight headache, the remnants of the drinks from the previous night's escapade still lingering. Despite the throbbing in her head, she dragged herself to work at the prestigious art gallery where she served as the manager.

As Y/N settled into her office, her boss, the eccentric Madam Madeline, swept in with her fur jacket and oversized glasses, an aura of sophistication surrounding her. Madeline, always on the lookout for the next big thing, had an uncanny talent for discovering hidden gems in the art world.

With an air of excitement, Madeline announced, "Y/N, darling, I've found the next big artist during my travels around Europe. A true visionary! Prepare yourself; this is going to be huge for the gallery."

Y/N, still nursing her headache, tried to focus on Madeline's words. "Really? That's fantastic news. Who is this artist?"

Madeline beamed, "Oh, you'll see soon enough. I've arranged for the gallery to showcase their artwork. We need to get everything ready for the grand reveal. This could be a game-changer for us, my dear."

Despite the pounding in her head, Y/N felt a surge of adrenaline at the prospect of introducing a groundbreaking artist to the gallery's patrons. With a nod and a determined smile, she assured Madeline, "Consider it done. I'll make sure everything is prepared for the big showcase. This artist is going to leave a mark on the art world, and our gallery will be at the forefront."

As Madeline left the room, Y/N rubbed her temples, contemplating the exciting challenge ahead.

The day of the grand art exhibition arrived, and the gallery buzzed with anticipation. Y/N couldn't help but be excited about unveiling the mysterious artist's work. The moment Madam Madeline revealed the artwork, gasps of awe echoed through the gallery.

The paintings were truly impressive, capturing the essence of emotion and movement in each stroke. Yet, as Y/N studied the intricate lines, a sense of familiarity tugged at her. It was only when Madeline dramatically unveiled the artist's identity that Y/N's surprise reached its peak.

"Bucky?" Y/N muttered under her breath, disbelief washing over her. She couldn't reconcile the image of the once-emo high school boyfriend with the sophisticated artist standing before her.

Without the signature eyeliner and long hair covering half his face, Bucky had transformed into an entirely different person.

Madeline, reveling in the dramatic revelation, announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, the brilliant artist behind these captivating pieces is none other than Bucky!"

Y/N's eyes widened as Bucky approached her with a confident smile. "Hey, Y/N. Long time no see."

It took a moment for Y/N to process the situation. "Bucky? The Bucky from high school?"

He nodded, "The one and only. Surprised?"

Y/N couldn't help but laugh nervously, "More than you can imagine. I didn't know you had this side to you."

Bucky chuckled, "Life is full of surprises. Just like art."

As the reality of the situation sank in, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected twist of fate.

Intrigued by the transformation in Bucky's life, Y/N couldn't help but ask, "Bucky, where have you been all these years?"

Bucky grinned, a twinkle in his eyes, "After high school, I decided to pursue art more seriously. I entered art school, but it turned out the formal education wasn't for me. So, I packed my bags and hit the road, traveling around the country to draw inspiration from different landscapes and cultures."

Y/N listened, captivated by the adventurous turn in Bucky's journey. "And then?" she prompted.

Bucky continued, "I found myself in Europe, sketching the beautiful landscapes and immersing myself in the art scene. That's where I crossed paths with Madeline. She saw something in my work, and the next thing I knew, I'm back home."

Y/N couldn't hide her amazement. "That's incredible, Bucky. I had no idea you were out there making a name for yourself in the art world."

Bucky smiled modestly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of pride and gratitude. "Yeah, life has a way of surprising you," he remarked. "Art became my language, and every stroke on the canvas felt like a piece of my soul. Little did I know it would lead me here."

As Y/N continued to admire Bucky's work, a comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the soft background hum of the art gallery. The familiarity of their shared past mingled with the newfound understanding of the paths they had taken.

Bucky broke the silence, "You know, Y/N, seeing you again brings back a flood of memories. The art, the laughter, the quirky moments—some things never change."

Y/N smiled, "Indeed, some things don't. Life has a funny way of circling back, doesn't it?"

As Madeline enthusiastically dragged Bucky away to meet other attendees, Y/N found herself momentarily alone, surrounded by the captivating artwork.

Observing Bucky engage with the crowd, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for the once-emo high school boyfriend who had evolved into a renowned artist. The whimsical nature of their teenage years seemed worlds apart from the sophisticated individual now navigating the art world.

Y/N strolled through the gallery, and she noticed a subtle but significant detail in each painting – a delicately drawn flower nestled somewhere within the vibrant strokes. The realization struck her like a soft breeze, and she couldn't help but smile. It was her favorite flower, a subtle signature Bucky had left in each masterpiece.

Bucky, engrossed in conversation with other attendees, glanced in Y/N's direction. Their eyes met, and in that fleeting moment, an unspoken understanding passed between them. Y/N felt a warmth spreading within her, realizing that the flowers in Bucky's art were more than just a visual motif.

The language of art spoke louder than words, and Y/N interpreted the message within those flowers in the quiet exchange of glances. It was a silent acknowledgment, a whispered confession that transcended the boundaries of time and distance. Bucky's subtle gesture conveyed, "I still think of you."

As the art gallery hummed with admiration for Bucky's creations, Y/N couldn't help but feel a connection rekindling.

After the event, the air crackled with anticipation as Y/N mustered the courage to approach Bucky. "Bucky, would you mind grabbing a coffee with me? It's been so long, and I'd really like to catch up," she said, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Bucky, meeting her gaze with a warm smile, replied, "Absolutely, Y/N. I'd love that."

As they sat in the dimly lit cafe, the atmosphere seemed to thicken with unspoken emotions. Conversations veered into shared memories and life's twists and turns. Y/N couldn't shake the feeling that, perhaps, this was a crucial moment—a juncture where destiny hung in the balance.

Later, in the intimacy of Bucky's hotel room, he opened an old sketchbook. Pages turned with a whisper, revealing an old photo of Y/N. Intriguingly, on the adjacent page, a spell was inscribed—an enchantment woven into the fabric of their shared history. The room seemed to pulse with an energy that felt both familiar and intense.

Bucky's chuckle was dark and enigmatic as he muttered, "Damn, it works."

The revelation left Y/N completely unaware. Little did she know that the seemingly whimsical magic from their teenage years had woven a thread connecting their souls, guiding them back to each other after years of divergent paths. As they continued to share laughter and stories, the magic of the past lingered in the air, creating a subtle but powerful force that bound them together.

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Haii :33 idk if you're taking anons but I couldn't let go of this thought w/o sharing !!!

ok so we all know and love emo!Leon but BUT hear me out. Playing with his nipple piercings (or maybe dick piercing 😛😛) YOU FEEL??? Like !!!! Phew. I love emo!Leon so much js like IENEIDB.

AND ITS THE ONLY WAY HE'LL CUM???? Anyways. :P

-🧩 (Hope that emoji isn't taken yet:3)

MDNI/18+. NSFW.

Heyy! I am taking anons lmao I need to add a section on my page with a list of the emojis that are taken so I don't lose track but you are more than welcome to take that puzzle emoji! Welcome to the club!

And yes omg, emo!Leon has completely rotted my brain and he's so fucking pretty (I love @/larvamars on here and their art for emo!Leon so much). Imagine playing with his nipples with that heightened sensitivity he already feels because they're pierced, oh that would be so fun.

Sitting on his lap you kissed him slowly, feeling the metallic circle of his tongue bar flicking against the roof of your mouth. You can't help but moan at the added sensation, his snake bite rings pressing against your lips every time his lips meshed with yours. You move your hand down his chest, thumb rubbing against his hard nipple and stroking the silver bar pierced through it.

Leon shudders underneath you, exhaling a shaky breath as you stroke his sensitive nipple in intricate circles. Your thumb pressed harder against his chest, an audible whimper slipping out of his lips as you kissed down his neck. He loves this part, letting you do whatever you want with his body, becoming your canvas to explore.

Throwing his head back, he laid down on the couch, feeling you suck at one nipple, lolling your tongue around the nub until he shook. You could feel the titanium bars in your mouth, pinching his other nipple and making him groan. At this rate, it won't take much to reach his limit, his mind going blank as you leave a teasing nip against his warm skin.

Curious hands go towards his pulsing cock, running a gentle finger over the underside of his twitching length. You lightly grazed one metal bar, then a second, and finally a third, Leon's thigh twitching the more you touched him. You continued to run your fingers up and down his body, holding him upward and pressing your thumb harder into his pierced skin. His fingers came to wrap around your wrist, thrusting his hips towards your touch and craving more.

"You want to cum baby? Is that it?", you asked him teasingly, watching as he nodded dumbly and bit his bottom lip.

"Yeah. fuck, please...I need it", hazy blue eyes glanced at your face once more, and you gripped him harder, giving him a squeeze before you started to jerk him off.

He moaned out at the harsh touch, your movements sending him reeling into his climax. You kissed him as he spilled over your hand and stomach, making a mess and hissing against your mouth at the sensitivity of his body afterward. Pulling away, you gave him a kiss on his cheek, reveling in the soft smile he gave you from relief.

"Wanna go again?", you suggested, grinning when he nodded at you enthusiastically.

"Good boy", your hand instantly went back to touch his cock, going down on your knees to give him what he wanted.