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satorusugurugurl · 15 days ago

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Toss a Coin

Summary: When your shows up in a full ass Geralt from The Witcher series, you’re dragging him to the nearest bathroom!

Characters: Nanami Kento x AFAB!Reader

Warning: language, cursing, bathroom sex, public sex, unprotected sex, cream pies

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: Kinktober Day: Thirty— The Witcher! I'm so tired, going off of three hours of sleep and I still have to finish decorating a pumpkin for work. 😩

You hummed, glancing at the clock before returning to the door. Your gaze focused back on the phone in your hand. Your sweet boyfriend told you he would be at the party soon. But there was no sign of him, which was odd, seeing that he was punctual.

Your long Yennifer dress flowed as you paced through the kitchen. The door flung open just before you could panic, and a light was strung. Gojo began strumming the strings, humming as he walked around the room.

“Toss a coin to your Witcher! Oh, Valley of Plenty

Oh, Valley of Plenty, oh, Toss a coin to your Witcher

Oh, Valley of Plenty!”

You laughed, rolling your eyes as you glanced back to the door, and just as you took a sip of your drink, you inhaled it down your windpipe as a tall man wearing a long white wig stepped inside the room. They were dressed in a tight-fitted Witcher costume, rippling pectorals in the tight fabric. While they looked good, that wasn't what caught your eye. No, it was the fact that your husband was in the costume! He never wore costumes!

His honey-brown eyes roamed the doom as his fingers twiddled with the prop sword in his hands before he found you. Nanami thought he would have found you rushing towards him with excitement. But it was a different kind of excitement that swirled in your eyes.

“Hey.” Nanami waved at you with a grin and approached you with a smile.

“You never wear a costume?! " But you're wearing one today! " you asked in disbelief as you ran your hands down his chest.

Nanami chuckled, shaking his head, the long strands of the synthetic hair falling over his shoulder. “I wanted it to be a surprise when I found out you were going as Yennifer. We both enjoyed the books and the television show. So it seemed fitting.”

“Ooh, the only thing I’ll be helping you with fitting is your cock inside of me.”

Even though your voice was low and barely audible, Nanami flushed as he looked around. The metal amulet rested against the leather-clad of his costume. “We just had sex this morning.” You nodded in agreement before your fingertips grazed over the bare skin peeking out from the top of his shirt.

“And?”

“Did I not satisfy your needs?” He was teasing you, but you could, too, if he wanted to play like that.

“No.” You grabbed him by the chord of the amulet he wore. “And there's only one thing that will satisfy my hunger.”

“And what is that specific thing?”

“You.” You reached into your pocket, piling out a coin, slowly tossing it in the air before catching it. “In this costume.”

Nanami looked around with a chuckle before pulling you off to the bathroom. “You're insatiable. But loud, can you promise me you’ll try to stay quiet?”

“F-Fuck!” You gasped, arching your back off the mirror in the bathroom. Kento’s hand quickly reached up, covering your mouth with his free hand while the other gripped your hip.

“Shh,” he removed his hand from your mouth, “you have to be quiet; everyone will know what we're doing.”

“I don't give a flying fuck is they hear” he dug your nails into his shoulders, winning a hiss from him. “Kento, I can’t handle the teasing; please just fuck me before they start looking for us.”

He sighed, pulling out slightly, “You have to promise to be quite tough.”

“Fuck yes, okay!” You whispered harshly, “I promise to be quite okay. Just,” you began rolling your hips, trying to get him to move again, “Please, I need you.”

“I know, Love, I need you too.” He pushed the head of his cock back against your opening and groaned softly, “You always feel so tight and so wet” He went more into you, “God knows I you so much.”

You gasped, grabbing onto his arms and fighting back a whimper as his cock stretched you, “Oh my God,” you cried out. “Kento, you feel so good, God, you look so hot! Made me feral.”

“Oh, is that what drove you mad with lust?”

“Yes!” as if your body decided to add in, it squeezed around his cock.

“Fuck you're so tight,” he growled, pushing himself further into your aching core, “you feel so fucking amazing. Your pussy clamping down on my cock.”

“Kento,” you whimpered out, feeling him continue to bury himself inside of you, “fuck.” You tilted your head back, shutting your eyes tight. You were trying desperately not to cum too fast; you wanted it to last.

He kissed along the side of your neck before sliding in and out of you slowly and gently. His hands ran down the curve of your body before resting on your hips, holding them down as he thrust. He gently took his time, making this last as long as possible.

You moaned as you threw your head back against the mirror with a quiet thud. His hands slid back up, gripping and kneading at your breasts as his cock slid in and out of you, setting a steady pace. He moaned and growled as he kissed and sucked on your sensitive skin, all while you moaned and rocked in time with his thrusts. This was amazing and exciting! Fucking in a bathroom while your friends were outside was so kinky! But, despite it being kinky, it didn't switch off the love you shared for each other.

“Baby,” you gasped out, holding his head to your neck, “fuck me, fuck me.” Grunting, he grabbed the edge of the counter for more leverage.

You closed the small gap between the two of you, shoving your tongue in his mouth. He moaned, wrapping his talented tongue around yours as he thrust in and out of you faster. You wrapped your legs around him, moaning wantonly as he pounded into you, forgetting about the party and focusing on you.

The familiar tightening in your lower abdomen caused you to rock faster against him. You were chasing your orgasm, wanting nothing more than a sweet release. “Kento, I’m close, baby.” You whimpered, nipping at his ear, “ Please baby, I need it, I need to come.”

“Come for me, Love,” he whispered, reaching down between your bodies and rubbing your clit gently in circles, “Come for me, sweetheart. I wanna feel all of you.” He rubbed faster and harder, sending you over the edge.

“Kento!” You moaned into his neck, doing your absolute best to stay quiet. The orgasm spread through your body, setting it on fire as the waves of pleasure rushed through every cell of your body. Kento grunted loudly, his cock twitching inside of you throbbing pussy sending him over the edge.

“Fuck, Darling!” he growled, milking his orgasm out, nearly sending you over the edge into a second orgasm. “Oh God, baby.”He shuddered once more before collapsing on top of you, holding you close.

The two of you remained there in the bathroom, regaining your breath. Kento’s hands lazily ran up and down your back as he peppered kisses along your neck. You chuckled, tracing mindless shapes down his muscular back, humming contently.

“God, I love you,” he sighed against your still-heated skin. You have no idea how much I do.”

“Enough to let me toss a few coins at your ass?” You pressed, flicking your eyes up and down over his body. Your husband pulled away, looking into your eyes with confusion and humor. “What Gojo told me to toss you a coin!”

“You are insatiable,” he whispered with a chuckle, kissing you as sweetly as he needed to help that.

“So, is that a no to the coins?”

He laughed again. This time, it was deep and rich with adoration and warmth. “In the spirit of Halloween, I’ll allow it.” Nanami snorted as you fist-pumped the air before slamming your lips on his.

“Best Halloween Ever!”

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nicoline1998enilocin · 4 months ago

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Tony (young or not) desperate for his girl's pussy, on his knees between her legs begging her to let him eat her out while she works/does her homework w/ prompt 78. “let me eat you out while you do that, please?” 😩🥴 + him being all pussy drunk and dazed, pretty please 🫠

Afternoon Delight

PAIRING || Boyfriend!Tony Stark x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

WORDCOUNT || ~ 900 words

SUMMARY || Tony is bored, so he decides to go and see if he can get a taste of his favorite treat: You.

RATING || Explicit (E)

TAGS || Semi-canon compliant. Everyone lives AU. Sugar Daddy AU. Established relationship. Explicit sexual content.

SMUT || Hair pulling. Praise. Teasing. Fingering. Oral (F receiving).

A/N || This is written for my Summer of Drabbles. This is not proofread; any and all mistakes are my own. I cannot say enough thank you's to @ccbsrmsf1 for helping me out when I was stuck with this story - you have helped me get this to the great story it is now. Muito obrigado e eu te amo 🤍

Photo: @ccbsrmsf1 || All other graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Tony Stark || Sugar Daddy!Tony Stark || Summer of Drabbles

Tony has found himself in a situation he never thought he'd be in: he's bored out of his mind. You're studying in the office you have decorated to fit all your studying needs, and Moon is happily asleep on top of his cat tree, leaving Tony to wander around the penthouse aimlessly as restlessness settles in. Then, as he's making a cup of tea for you in the kitchen to keep himself busy, he gets an idea.

With the tea in his hand, he makes his way over to where you're studying, a soft knock on the door getting your attention between making notes about past lectures. A smile immediately curls at the corners of your lips at the sight in front of you - Tony walking around in casual clothes, messy hair instead of neatly styled, his stubble peeking through on his cheeks, and a pair of glasses to finish the look. While it's very different from his usual looks, he looks comfortable. And sexy, too.

You smile at him, your gaze trained on his movements as he makes his way over to you, the tea in his hands. The way he moves immediately tells you there's something on his mind, and you know it's you he's thinking about.

"How's the studying going?" Tony asks after you've gotten the cup from his hands, a soft, appreciative hum leaving your lips as you do. His fingers gently tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear, leaving goosebumps on your neck as his fingers trail the curve of your throat. Your eyes slip shut to let the moment sink in, your boyfriend's touch sending your heartrate into overdrive.

"It's going well, so if I keep going at the same pace, I should be done before dinner! Then we can have the movie night we discussed," you tell him enthusiastically as you warm your hands on your mug. Tony smirks at your enthusiasm before stepping closer and crouching in front of you while your gaze is locked on his the entire time.

"How about I give you a little… encouragement to keep studying, Sugar? Let me eat you out while you do that, please? It'll give both of us something to do," he tells you as he spreads your legs a little, showing the panties that are drenched underneath your skirt. A soft hum leaves your boyfriend's lips, and you feel the heat rising to your cheeks as he takes his fill of what you've been hiding from him.

"O-okay," you mumble, not registering anything about what you're supposed to be studying. Tony's hands glide over your thighs until they reach the lacy edges of your ruined panties. His fingers hook behind the elastic before allowing you to lift your hips enough, sliding the fabric off and putting them in his pocket.

The moment Tony is back between your legs, he lets his fingers glide through your wetness until he finds your clit, letting the pads of his fingers glide over the sensitive nub as your hips move to chase the pleasure he's bringing you. A broken moan leaves your lips as you look at Tony, his gaze focused solely on his favorite place: your pussy.

As his fingers keep teasing you, he notices you're looking at him instead of your notes, and he reprimands you playfully for not paying attention. You try your hardest to focus, but when he's on his knees, hungry to taste you, it's challenging.

"Doin' so well for me, Sugar, such a good girl," he says between kisses on your inner thighs, the stubble on his cheeks creating perfect friction on the sensitive, soft skin. Meanwhile, his fingers keep working at the same pace as they switch between your clit and sliding in and out of your dripping entrance, a smirk tugging at your boyfriend's lips when you're already close, and he hasn't even had a taste of you yet.

"Such a perfect pussy," he whispers as he noses your clit this time, and a jolt of pleasure surges through your body, your study material now long forgotten as your hands are tangled in his messy curls, tugging at the strands as you try to gain as much pleasure from your boyfriend as you possibly can. The moment his mouth attaches to your dripping pussy, he groans in appreciation, the taste of you coating his tongue in the best way possible as he takes his fill from you.

As your head falls backward, you pull him even closer, burying his face between your thighs as your orgasm builds inside you. His fingers keep working your sweet spot inside you as his lips are wrapped around your clit, and this is your undoing as you're violently shaking and trembling on your chair, the leather of it slick with your juices. A deep moan of Tony's name gets you through it, and he's throbbing in his pants at the force of which he made you cum.

"Fucking hell, Sugar, you're such a good girl for me when you cum like that," he says as he pants, the air being knocked out of him at the power of which your orgasm surged through you. As your chest rises with every deep breath, you let your hand glide over your boyfriend's stubble, a smirk now lying on your lips.

"How about we switch places, and I make you feel how you made me feel?"

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fushironi · 1 year ago

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Okay scratch my itch 🥺👉👈

I don’t feel like working so can we imagine coworker Toji fucking his work crush like an animal in the supply closet 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ maybe her date hits her up and cancels (again) so she feels unattractive and he decides to remind her just how attracted he is towards her 😩 (she thought he was kidding before)

Okay, okay, so we’re going THIS route😏

If this sucks, I am sorry 😢 This is my first ask soooo yes. I love you! 💕

Tw: mndi, cursing, use of pet names, a little bit of self-hatred, sex in a closet, oral(m!receiving), fingering, edging, spit kink, Toji forcing you to eat because he cares,

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“Seriously, again?” your voice was just loud enough for you and anyone else that was close to hear as you read the message on your screen. Your date had cancelled on you again, and you couldn’t help but feel defeated, upset, and unattractive. You weren’t always the nicest to yourself when it came to your looks, but you had woken up feeling good about yourself- not so much anymore.

You let out a small sigh, shoving your phone back into the pocket of your jacket that hung on the back of your chair. You had worn something nice to work as you would be leaving right after; a black pencil skirt that hugs your curves in all the right places, a red blouse that fits just a little snug at the top, and some black pumps-the perfect feel good outfit.

“What’s the matter?” A familiar deep voice rings in your ear, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. You smile as you look up to your handsome coworker Toji, the expression on his face reading concern.

“Nothing. My date just cancelled on me and I-” “Isn’t that the fourth time this month?” Toji interjects, his eyebrow raising. “Yea, but it’s okay..” your voice trails off as you look at your feet, not wanting to make eye contact. Toji shifted on his feet, not really knowing what to do. He has always had a thing for you ever since you started working at the company, but you already had someone you were “seeing” so he didn’t advance. On the other hand, he could always tell when something was bothering you when it came to anything really, but especially this date of yours. Always flaking on you and making you sad.

“You look great, but the way.” Toji says after a few moments, trying to break the silence. “Eh. I guess.” You reply as you shrug your shoulders, going back to the file on your desk. Toji frowns at your response, hating that you didn’t see what he saw. “Want to get lunch with me? My treat.” He was trying to get you to look back at him, to show that beautiful smile he adored. You let out a sigh, rubbing your temples.

“Thanks,but I’m good, Toji. Besides, there are prettier girls than me that you can take to lunch. I’ll just embarrass you just by being there.” Your words stabbed him like a knife. Why would you say that? Is that how that scumbag makes you feel about yourself? “Y/N, please I just-” “I have to get back to work. Thanks for the offer, I’m okay.” You give him a tight lipped smile, trying to convince him to leave. Every bit of you wanted to say yes, hell-who wouldn’t say yes to a man like him-but you just weren’t feeling it. You felt ugly and a little on the heavier side (more than normal) and didn’t want the hottest man in the building being seen with someone as lowly as yourself. You shouldn’t talk about yourself the way you do, but you don’t know how to feel any other way at the moment.

As your lunch hour rolls around, you continue to work as you keep your mind busy. It was harder than normal when you can feel-and hear- your empty stomach, but again, you didn’t bother. You sigh as you dig through your desk drawer, trying to find something to satiate the feeling in your stomach. You come across some chips, shrugging your shoulders as you take them out. Something is better than nothing, so you happily munch on the not-so-filling snack. Your jolted out of your thoughts as you hear a cough come off from the side. You look up to see Toji sitting on the edge of your desk. “Here.” His voice was strained as he handed you a bento box, your eyes floating between him and the food. “I’m okay. Th-” “Take it, little girl,” his voice left no room for arguing as he spoke. You discreetly pull your thighs together at his words and take the box. Has he always had that affect on you? If he had, you never really paid attention until now.

“Th-thanks.” You stutter as you clear your throat. You shouldn’t being getting hot and bothered by your coworker, considering you were actively seeing someone-if you can even call it that. He lets out a grunt as he pushes off your desk, satisfied that you accepted the food. Toji usually wasn’t pushy with stuff like this, but it was different for you and he didn’t know why.

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“See you Monday!” You call out to your coworkers as they leave the building, the work day finally over. You were still working away, not really having anything to rush off to. Your cat ca essentially take care of itself. You get a few emails typed up and sent before getting up to go pull another file. “You’re still here?” Toji’s voice startles you as you make your way back to your desk. You place a hand over your chest to steady your heartbeat, not expecting anyone to be here. “Yeah. I am. My date bailed so here I am. Now if you’ll excuse me, I would like to get back to work and not have to curse you with my looks any longer.” Your words came out harsh, probably more than they should have. You try to push passed his large frame, but he wasn’t having it.

“Come’ere.” He growls as he forcefully grabs your hand, pulling you into the supply closet. Before you have a chance to protest, your back is pushed against the wooden door and your lips are trapped in a hot and heavy kiss. You feel your body move on its own as you melt into his frame, your fingers going to grab at the nape of his neck. His lips, although scared, feel like clouds against your own, his hands holding your hips firmly against his. After what feels like forever, you two break away, a string of saliva the only thing connecting you.

“I’m sick of that scumbag treating you like shit and making you feel anything less than beautiful. So, I’m going to show you.” Toji grins, his voice low as he spoke. You didn’t have much time to protest before his lips capture your neck, causing soft moans to ripple through you. He quickly discards your shirt and bra, a low growl leaving his lips as he starts to suck on your nipple. Your hands find his hair once more as you tug slightly, the feeling of his lips on your skin making you dizzy. You feel Toji tugging at your skirt, silently cursing when it doesn’t pull down. “Here. Let me help,” you breathe as you reach behind and unzip the tight fabric. You felt exposed standing there in front of him, trying to hide your body.

“I want to see you. You’re beautiful and for those who think otherwise, fuck them.” Toji purrs as he presses his lips back to yours. He lifts you with ease as he settles you on his hips, your legs wrapping around his waist. “Off,” you mumble against his kiss as you tug at his button down that was way too tight for his muscular body. He smirks as he takes off the thin fabric, a low groan falling from your lips as you bask at the beauty that is your coworker. “Like what you see?” Toji held a smug look on his face as he loomed over your form, simply nodding ‘yes’. You’re sure he’s just a beautiful beneath the belt and you didn’t waste much time trying to figure it out. You have him set you on the ground as you drop to your knees, pulling down his pants as you go.

He was much bigger than you thought and you felt your core grow wetter the more you examined his length. He was thick, long, and girthy. The veins standing out perfectly along his shaft. “It’s all yours. Take it,” Toji purrs as he pets your cheek, encouraging you to make a move. You do so without hesitation, licking the swollen mushroom tip. The precum that sat there was salty, but slightly sweet all in the same note. You tease his tip with your tongue, watching him squirm above you. You could tell he was trying to keep from fucking your face right then and there, not wanting to ruin your pretty makeup-not yet. You give in and slowly take him down your throat, a long and breathy moan falling fro his lips at the feeling. “Ahhh, that’s right. Such a good girl,” Toji praises as you start to bob your head, stroking what can’t fit in your mouth. You begin to build up confidence as you watch the beast of a man above you become like puddy in your hands all thanks to your warm mouth. You were the type of girl who got horny from giving head, so you wanted to make sure to treat him right.

You push Toji deeper down your throat, earning an audible growl from him. This made your pussy throb as you began to deep throat him, gagging every so often as he bucked his hips. “Fuck it,” he groans as he grabs a fistful of hair, beginning his assault on your face. You happily let him take over, batting your eyelashes up at him as you keep eye contact. “Fuck me you look beautiful right now. My cock destroying that pretty little mouth of yours. So willing to drop to her knees for me,” His words have your head spinning and pussy throbbing and he fucks your face faster and harder, your mascara starting to run. Your hand travels between your thighs as you desperately try to relive some of the throbbing, only to have Toji forcefully jerk you from his cock. “Don’t even think about it. That’s my job,” he growls, a smirk evident on his face. You nod sheepishly, your face hot and wet from all of the spit that trickled from your lips. “Good girl. Now open,” he orders, your tongue shooting out from your mouth. You let a man escape your lips as you feel his spit it your tongue, your body instinctively swallowing. “So fucking hot,” he purrs as he taps his dick against your lips, your mouth willingly opening.

Toji could get drunk off the feeling of his dick in your warm mouth, especially with the way you take his length with such ease. You definitely knew what you were doing, relaxing your tongue flat against the underside of his cock as he rocked his hips into your face. “Such a pretty girl” he groans as he holds you down at the base of his shaft, watching as you swallow around him instinctively. “Good girl,” he breathes as he pulls you off for air, standing you up by your hair. You were a mess, but a beautiful one. He made note to see you like this more often, not wanting anyone else to make you this way. You let out a whine as his lips find yours once more, his fingers sliding over your sensitive numb. You were coating his fingers in slick easily, the previous actions getting you wound up. He dips his long digits inside of you, eliciting a moan from your pretty little lips. “Fuucck,” you breathe, your fingers digging into his biceps . Toji just smirks as he adds another finger, stretching your walls in order to take him properly. He didn’t want to damage his little toy, now does he?

His fingers expertly work your insides and your clit, changing pace every so often. Moans fill the small space as you rock your hips against his hand, trying to chase your own high. “Want you to fuck me, Toji.” You whine, wanting more than just his hands to get you off. Toji lets out a dark chuckle as he continue to work your pussy like a pro, small moans leaving your lips. “Oh yeah? Think you can handle it?” His voice was cocky as he worked his fingers faster inside your, your body reacting to his touch a he found that special spot that can have you falling over in seconds. “Bingo.” He smirks to himself as he abuses your gspot with his fingers, wanting to watch you lose yourself. The little whimpers and whines that fall from you are like music to his ears, his thumb circling your clit. You buck your hips at the added stimulation, your nails digging further into his skin. You let out a constant string of moans as you feel the knot in your stomach grow tighter, your walls clenching around his fingers. “So close Toji,” you purr in his ear, your head falling forward to rest on his shoulder.

“Not so fast.” He breathed as he yanked his fingers from your center, a gasp falling from your lips at the emptiness. You watch as he tastes your slick off his fingers, a moan falling from your lips at the sight. “Tastes so good baby. Wanna try?” Toji smirks as he looks over your face. You nod your head eagerly as you wrap your lips around his finger, sucking on it gently. You moan around his thick digit at the taste of yourself, your eyes never leaving his. “Such a dirty little whore,” his words shot straight to your pussy, loving how he talks to you in such a filthy yet endearing way. “Does the little girl want my cock? Hm?” You nod your head as his lips find your neck once more, his teeth all but breaking the skin. You let out a string of moans as he assaults your neck, already feeling the bruising surface. “Jump.” He orders, his hands finding your waist as you do so. You whimper as the tip of his cock brushes your clit ever so slightly at the action, Toji chuckling in response.

“You’re so beautiful to me and I want to show you, okay?” His voice was softer now as he looked into your eyes, rubbing the tip of his cock over your folds. You smile and nod your head, pressing your lips together as he slowly sinks you down on his cock. You try to break away to let out a small scream, but Toji holds you firm against his lips, swallowing the sound. The stretch was a blissful pain, the burning of it all just making you dizzy. You take a breath as you both pull away, Toji’s eyes scanning your face. Once he could tell you were okay, he slowly works his hips, thrusting into you slow and hard. “Fuck, right there.” You breathe as he finds that sweet spot of yours. Toji smirks as he picks up the pace, watching your head lull backwards against the door as he bounces you on his cock. You brain became hazy as his thick cock worked its way inside you, pressing your cervix with each thrust.

“Such a pretty little pussy. Taking my cock like a champ.” his words make your head spin and your pussy clench as he continues Toji assault you in the most beautiful way. His lips find your breasts again, beginning another assault there. They were beautiful to him, bouncing ever so slightly as you moved on his cock. His lips find your nipples, going back and forth as he sucked on the little nubs. You gasps as you feel Toji go deeper as he raises your leg, opening you wider. “Feel good, princess?” He smirks as he picks up speed, never once letting his eyes leave your face. All you could do is nod as your nails rake down his arm, the new angle allowing him to hit your a-spot. “Fu-fuck Toji, feels s’good.” You moan as you find his lips once more, wanting to taste him on your tongue. Your pussy clenches as his hand finds your clit, rubbing hard and fast circles against the sensitive bud. Your body felt like jelly as he used you, his lips leaving marks in every possible place on your skin. You didn’t mind though, nor could you really think straight to care. Your mouth falls open as you let out constant moans at the feeling of his hands and cock working your body.

Your fucked out expression is one that will burn in Toji’s brain for the rest of his life. Seeing you like this has only ever been a dream of his, so to be able to witness this in person has his head spinning. He could feel you getting closer to your high, your body reacting to his like it was nothing. Your head begins to go blank as you walls squeeze his cock, his assault on your pussy bringing you closer to the edge. “Gonna cum Toji,” you whine as you dig your nails into his shoulder, your tits rubbing against his. He chuckles darkly as he pushes your other leg higher on the wall, a small scream falling from your lips. “I want a better view for when you lose your mind,” he teased as he fucks into you hard. Between the new position and this mans ungodly pace, your brain goes white as you let out a mix of babbles and moans, feeling absolutely fucked out of this world. You don’t know why you never had this man use you before, but you know now that he would be for the rests of your life if he’d want. You felt the coil in your stomach grow tighter as your walls sucked Toji in like a vacuum, chasing your climax. “Please. C-can’t hold on” your sweet voice was enough to push him over, but he refused to finish first. He wanted to finish with you. “Just hold it a little longer baby. Almost there,” Toji groaned as he moved his hips faster.

Your lower body was beyond numb as you became a fuck toy to the man in front of you. Your cunt squelched as he bullied his way to his high, your tongue falling from your lips. You knew it would be damn near impossible to walk, let alone drive, after this, but that was beside the point. The fact of the matter was, this man isn’t going anywhere. “T-Toji, please. Oh fuck- I can’t” you moan repeatedly, his lips capturing yours in a sloppy kiss. “Cum.” He breathed, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip. You let out an inaudible scream as your body shook, coating his cock in a pretty shade of white. Toji followed just a few seconds later, his hips still rutting into you as he fucked you through your highs, coating your walls white. His hips move slower as he rides out his high, your body shaking ever so slightly with each movement. Toji rests his head on your shoulder as he finally stops, his hands lowering your legs to wrap around his waist.

You both take a moment to catch your breath, both of your brains in another world. “Fuck,” Toji curses as he lifts his head, strands of ebony locks sticking to his forehead. He places a gentle kiss to your lips, slowly lowering you to the ground. He keeps a tight hold on you as you steady yourself, not wanting you to fall. “I hope this isn’t the last time I get this chance. You’re beautiful to me and I want to show you everyday.” Toji whispers against your lips. You press a soft kiss to the edge of his mouth, your eyes meeting his. “I think we can make that happen.”

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#jjk #toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro smut #toji smut #jjk smut #toji x reader #smut

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eunoiaaaivy · 2 years ago

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LUXURY BRANDS I THINK THEY'LL BE AN AMBASSADOR OF [KNB VER]

made this one for my beloved! @vespersposts

-cw: just me simping

gom + secret characters + luxury brands

a/n: not really high in the fashion field so please, i'm sorry!

MIDORIMA SHINTARO: [GEORGIO ARMANI, BURBERRY, BALENCIAGA] come on, MY MAN WOULD LOOK SO HOT WITH THEM. like bruh?? i think they suit him very much çause shintaro is a picky one and plus he looks hot with them. especially black. LIKE RAWR IT HAS ME ON A CHOKEHOLDHAHDJAJDJJDJAJJ. it just clicks that they fit him so much. he's elegant and came from a high class family so boy, it's definitely his signature along with a bmw or porsche-

AKASHI SEIJURO: [ LOUIS VUITTON, GEORGIO ARMANI, BURBERRY] another fine guy- he'd definitely nail the louis vuitton one. LIKE BRO GREW UP RICH AND YOU THINK HE WOULDN'T LOOK FINE WITH THESE!??? bruh- and don't even get me with the georgio armani one. ugh, another one who'd definitely nail the black collection. IM SO WHIPPED- definitely can turn up with an audi sports and nail that stuff.

AOMINE DAIKI: [BALENCIAGA, ROLEX, RALPH LAUREN] UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGhhhhhH, can't get enough of me picturing him in one of those photoshoots where he's holding his freaking collar and that dead look in his eye, so fierce and hot. OR JUST IMAGINE BRRUUUUUUUH, another collection with another color supposedly dark blue holding his hands like do you know that pose?? where they look like they're praying, sitting down on a stool or something cubic, and they're just kissing their hands that's in a praying position like ughhhhhhhhausyusaudhsh. DOWN BAD.

KISE RYOTA: [VALENTINO, GIORGIO ARMANI, CHANEL] CAN"T STOP THINKING ABT THE PERFUME ONE OF THE FREAKIN CHANEL ONE. UGGGGGGGGGH. that one pose where they're holding the perfume while pulling their turtle neck and looking fierce. I'M SO DEAD OH EM GEE. lilekeks i'm sorry but boy is just so fine. AND BRUH HIM WALKING FOR VALENTINO!? OH EM GEE. IMAGINE HIM OPENING WEARING SOMETHING BLACK AND BRUH ALSO CLOSING IT WEARING WHITE!?? UGHHHH-

ATSUSHI MURASIKABARA: [DOLCE AND GABBANA, BURBERRY, LOUIS VUITTON] NAUR- STOP. I NEED SPACE TO BREATH MIDORIMA WAS ALREADY ENOUGH TO KNOCK OF MY OXYGEN FROM MY LUNGSHSHSHEHSHS. anyways bruuuh, he's tall, hot, gorgeous and fit enough for modeling. Murasikabara modeling panel when? honestly, he'd slay them. Like even in the backstage?? He's not even doing anything and bruh- expect him looking hot with that louis vuitton bag wrapped around his body from right to downwards and him looking at the screen, eating lollipop, not even knowing the fact the camera was at him and he's just standing there eating the dang candy and having his hands on his pockets like 😩😩😩.

KUROKO TETSUYA: [HERMES, ROLEX, LOUIS VUITTON] UGGGGHHDHDHDHDHDH, bruh the roles one!? That one photoshoot, where he sharpens his already monotone eyes and is like looking at the camera while having arms looking like it's fixing that dang watch. LIKE UGH. AND BRUUUH HERMES!? HE'D LOOK SO FINE OH EM GEE. AND THE LOUIS VUITTON BELTS?? POSTING THEM ON HIS INSTAGRAM WEARING THEM!??? LIKE UGHHH!!!! HE JUST LOOKS SO FINE!!

Special characters!

RIKO AIDA: [CHANEL, DOLCE AND GABBANA, BALENCIAGA] BRUUUHH DOWN BAD. SHE LOOKS AMAZING! Picture her in a Chanel runway?? BRUUUUH SHE LOOKS GREAT!! ESPECIALLY IF SHE WEARS THIS?? SHE'D LOOK LIKE YOR BUT WITH SHORT HAIR. AND BRUH THE DOLCE AND GABBANA ONE!?? BRUH, DOLCE AND GABBANA IS UNIQUE YA KNOW!?? AND SHE'D SLAY THEEEMM!! I THINK THIS WOULD LOOK GOOD ON HER. IMAGINE HOW PROUD HER FATHER IS. 🥰🥰

MOMOI SATSUKI: [CHANEL, DIOR, LOUIS VUITTON] brueueueu. SHE FITS THEM LIKE BRUH- OPENING AND CLOSING A RUNWAY!? IMAGINE THE PAPARAZZI'S FOLLOWING HER AND THE FIRST THINK THEY SEE IS THE FREAKING DIOR BAG!?? BRUH DHHSHSHS. the smell of old money vibes. SO AMAZING. IM OKAY, I JUST NEED OXYGEN. but she'd look so good with them bruh. The cover for all three of those. THE RUNWAY BAGS. GUACAMOLE SHE ALSO LOOKS AMAZING. SLAYING THE RUNWAY. 😩😩

IM STILL BREATHING HARD.

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writingwell · 11 months ago

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Could you write a fic where castle compliments Beckett’s hair in linchpin and asks her about it? I’ve always loved that the show made her hair naturally wild and curly and then she usually styles it into those beautiful soft waves but seeing her natural hair is like a glimpse into a sweet vulnerable side to her 😩 thank you love your writing!! 🩷

Try this (please note, I did not go back and watch the episode again; this is quite off the top of my head):

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Beckett pushed her hands deeper into her pockets, her eyes fixed on the river.

On a narrow escape.

Narrow as a strangled breath breaking the surface of the water. Wise as the river itself.

Blue lights swept across her face, red again, icy blue. Damp at the back of her neck, a shudder she couldn't suppress. The dredging crew was looking for her submerged unit; Beckett watched numbly.

Wide as the river itself.

Wide. And dark. And deep.

And so damn cold.

He scared the shit out of her when the coffee was pushed into her field of vision—a split second's terror for no good reason (and then she heard I guess the good thing about having your daughter at a crime scene—). Her hands were already taking it, fingers burning painfully as heat transferred from the cup. "Thanks," she tried, her voice cracking.

He was staring at her. She found herself staring back at him. Whatever he'd been about to say, whatever she'd thought to say in thanks—the gratitude seemed all off, disproportionate to the enormity of that wide and deep and dark river.

"Cold," she said stupidly, her lips tangling on the word.

He nodded to the coffee; she took a reflexive sip and gasped, fire down her esophagus.

He made a startled move towards her; stopped. Backed off as she waved him away, choking on heat, pure flames of heat.

Good. Necessary. It had knocked the trembling out of her body, the muscles firing indiscriminately with the aftereffects of adrenaline and near-death.

Her heart jerked. He stared at her.

"What," she said, curling the coffee cup to her chest. That moment. That moment with the water rising and rising and ris—

"Your hair," he blurted out.

She stared back at him.

He looked down, back up; his face was sober soft lines and eyes that asked her questions she had no answer for. She swiped at a trickle of water at her neck and he reached out and grasped the edge of the jacket, pulled it up her shoulder, tighter.

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By the time Sophia had kicked them out of CIA central, escorted by the lowest man on the totem pole no doubt, her spirits had bounced back while his, it seemed, had drowned.

When the hoods came off, they were outside of the precinct. She looked up as she got out of the car, borrowed clothes loose and ill-fitting, but she no longer felt like she was swimming.

Castle, hands in his pockets, looked at the sidewalk. She side-eyed him and gave a chin nod towards the precinct. "You coming?"

He didn't look at her. Cleared his throat.

"Castle," she insisted. Her toes were still not yet thawed, as if the cold of the river hadn't yet dissipated from her veins. "Don't let her get to you."

He made a desultory noise and looked up at her, finally, only to go still.

Completely, utterly still.

"What," she said, the staring thing somehow extra creepy when he was so arrested doing it. (Pun not intended, what the hell was wrong with him?)

"Your hair."

Her arms dropped to her sides. Her mouth opened. Closed again.

"It dries... curly like that?"

She felt the heat bloom from her belly up, prickling at the back of her neck, her scalp. "It... has a mind of its own," she found herself murmuring. The heat suffused her face and she rallied. "It was dry by the time they drove us into her lair and you didn't seem to notice it then."

"Her lair," he scoffed. But the awkwardness fell over him again, his body held stiffly, his hands flexing into fists, his eyes roving. "I never thought to find you like this."

"What?" she croaked. "No. We're not doing—this." She twisted on her heel and headed for the precinct, every inch of her body burning, spikes of heat even down to her once-numb toes.

"Beckett," he called after her, hurrying to catch up. "In the car, I thought I wouldn't—find you."

All the heat dropped out. The wash of chills down her spine made his face fall slack; neither looked at each other as they went inside.

Narrow an escape, wide as the river.

She bobbed to the surface in the elevator, breaking the suffocating silence. "So... you slept with her."

He sighed. "Yeah."

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#castle fanfiction #castle #fanfiction #chezchuckles #oneshot #three words prompt #sort of

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duckybarnes1917 · 2 years ago

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Yes, Sarge

Pairing: Bucky/Female Reader

18+ Only.

Fourth (and final for now) entry for my smutty one shot collection! All scenes come from my OC story Figure My Heart Out and can be read separately or as a continuous story. It’s still slightly Christmas themed!

This whole scene was inspired by this photo 😩🥵

Word count: 4K

Summary: You convince Bucky to go to the opening night of Rogers: The Musical but he asks for your submission in return.

Need to know: Fluff, smut, and just a little angst. Dom Bucky. Orgasm denial, edging, public sex, blowjobs, toy use, spanking, overstimulation, breast worship, tit-fucking, Bucky being forever hard.

Please do not copy or post this anywhere.

Feedback is always welcome :)

“Come on, Buck, please,” you whined, giving Bucky your best puppy eyes. “It’ll be fun, and aren’t you at least a little curious?”

Bucky rolled out of bed and set his face in a look of determination, trying not to give in. “I’m really not. Musicals aren’t exactly my thing.”

“Sam’s going, Yelena’s going, baby, everyone but us is going,” you pouted, propping yourself up on your elbow as you watched Bucky stretch.

“You can go with them; I won’t be upset.”

Bucky gave you a soft smile over his shoulder before making a beeline for the coffee pot. You had tried to buy him a fancy contraption with little pods that you said would be much easier to use. But Bucky hated the taste; the flavors were all too sweet, and his plain black coffee tasted watered down. Your annoyed huff as you followed him into the kitchen with a blanket wrapped around your body put a slight smile on his lips. But he continued to ignore your pouting stare as he scooped coffee into the filter.

“I don’t want to go without you.” Bucky still wasn’t looking at you so you wrapped your arms around him from behind. “Are you afraid that the actor who plays you will be hotter, and I’ll leave you for him?” You teased.

“Yeah, right,” Bucky scoffed.

“So grumpy,” you forced his attention away from the slow drip of his coffee. “I’ll make it worth your while Sergeant Barnes.” You bit your lip and gave him your best fuck me eyes. They worked better than the puppy ones.

Bucky had a hint of a smile on his lips. “Oh yeah? This is a big ask, doll. I better get something amazing in return.”

You smiled at the glint of mischief in his eyes; he already had something in mind. “Like what, Buck?” You asked innocently.

Bucky smirked. “I’ll surprise you. When is the show again?”

Your eyes lit up at his concession. “It’s tonight. So, we’re going?”

Bucky sighed but couldn’t ever deny you anything. “Yes,” he groaned.

You squealed as you stood on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck.

“Guess we better go do some last-minute shopping then.”

“For what?” You asked.

“For what you’re going to wear to make it worth my while.” Bucky winked at you, grabbing his fresh cup of coffee and leaving you bubbling with excitement in the kitchen.

Shyness was a rare feeling for you–but as you walked hand in hand with Bucky through the crowded theater lobby, you could feel yourself blushing. The dress Bucky had picked out for you–emerald green velvet that left nothing to the imagination–captured everyone’s attention. Every eye was on you as Bucky guided you through the lobby and up to your private box seats. The fact that you were currently squeezing your thighs together, way too focused on the remote-controlled vibrator between your legs, may have had something to do with your sudden bashfulness. Bucky was sure to keep one hand stuffed in his pocket, to hide his left hand but mostly to torture you with the possibility that the vibrator could buzz to life at any moment.

You were dusting a sparkly gold highlighter over your chest when Bucky stepped out of the shower, wrapping a fluffy white towel low around his hips.

His eyes roved over you; you were slightly bent over the sink. The velvet dress fit snugly over your ass which was sinfully tempting in the position you were in. Bucky’s eyes moved up to watch you in the mirror, your brush moving delicately over the tops of your breasts, which looked ridiculously good. His throat felt dry as he tried not to think about slipping the dress up over your hips and watching your tits in the mirror as they bounced rhythmically with every sharp thrust he gave you. His dominant nature had been itching to come out and play, but as he admired you, his desire to let you do anything you wanted threatened to temper his fire.

You turned to him as he cleared his throat. Your eyes raked over his body too, following water droplets as they traveled down his chest and over his abs before disappearing under his towel. The uber-defined V-cut he was showing off made you salivate; you wanted to lick every drop of water off him until he was begging you to use your mouth somewhere else.

“Hey, handsome,” you said with a flirty grin. “It’s really a shame that we’re skipping the red carpet—you’re too hot to sit back and let Sam get all the attention. Him and Yelena are already sending me pictures—they think they saw Rihanna—Bucky, are you even listening to me?”

“You look fucking amazing. Are you—” Bucky’s eyes hadn’t moved from where they were focused on you tits; he was practically drooling.

You stuck your chest out a little more. “Am I what, Buck?”

“The dress is backless—” he cleared his throat.

You snickered and pulled the top of you dress down, flashing him your bare chest.

“Fuck,” Bucky muttered under his breath, rubbing his jaw as if he was in pain.

You smiled at him as you fixed you dress. “Are you sure you’re going to make it through the evening, Buck?”

“Oh, I’ll be fine.”

You narrowed your eyes at the change in his tone. You looked back at him–his whole demeanor had shifted as he casually leaned against the door frame, his lips twitching with a secret.

“I have some rules for you to follow,” his commanding whisper was well controlled; he was determined to stay in charge. “Number one, you gotta call me by my appropriate title.”

“You want me to call you Sarge?” You batted your eyelashes at him in the mirror as you put your earrings in.

Bucky tried to ignore the twitch under his towel as you said it and nodded his head. “Sergeant Barnes is also acceptable.”

“Is that all?” You leaned over the counter again, trying to make him lose his grasp on his control.

The mischievous twinkle in your eye disappeared as Bucky stalked toward you, a slightly annoyed frown on his face. He wasn’t in the mood to play.

You watched as he silently opened his bathroom drawer and pulled out a small silk bag. What he took out of it made your heart rate pick up. Bucky smirked as he quickly slid his hands under your dress and pulled your black lacy panties down your legs. Before he could ask if you wanted to continue, you spread your legs wider for him. A tiny gasp left your lips as Bucky pushed the vibrator inside of you and pulled your underwear back up.

“Second rule, no coming unless I say so,” he whispered against your neck.

He turned to leave the room, and you stared after him with your mouth half-open in surprise.

“Buck–oh shit,” your words died on your tongue as the vibrator turned on, stimulating not only your now very sensitive clit, but also your g-spot perfectly.

“You’re already breaking the rules,” Bucky tsked, crossing his arms as he watched you try and control herself.

You shivered at how upset he looked–his disappointment that you couldn’t follow one simple rule shouldn’t have turned you on as much as it did.

Bucky turned the vibration up a notch, and you leaned against the counter, your pretty lips parted in a little “O,” your cheeks already starting to flush. He licked his lips, fighting the groan that was building; he was already rock hard, and you hadn’t even left the house yet.

“Doll?” He turned the vibe off and let you catch your breath. “Color?”

“Green,” you panted.

“Good girl, come here.”

You went to him on shaky legs, his angry scowl softening now that you had accepted your role for the evening.

“Look what you do to me, doll.” Bucky grabbed your hand and pressed it against the prominent erection his towel was attempting to hide.

You bit your lip and looked up at him with surprised doe eyes.

“Need you to be a good girl and take care of this for me before we leave.” He slowly rubbed his thumb over your bottom lip, pulling it down slightly before letting it pop back into place.

You choked back a moan; you wanted him like this all the time. You licked your lips in anticipation. “Yes, Sarge.”

Bucky groaned at your sultry voice and the title slipping off your tongue as you sank to your knees in front of him.

Bucky grabbed the door frame to steady himself as you threw his towel on the floor, skipped the teasing, and sucked his thick cock into your warm mouth.

“Look so pretty with your lips around me,” Bucky moaned. “Take it all.”

He gasped as you relaxed your throat and let his tip slip in. “Such a good girl, fuck.”

You clenched around the vibrator in your pussy and moaned on Bucky’s cock. He was absolutely killing you.

“Just like that—little faster doll.”

You sped up, hollowing your cheeks—your heart racing as Bucky moaned loudly. He was hot and heavy on your tongue, and he tasted so damn good. You felt like a fucking goddess on the floor as he sang down praises and tried to control the pitch of his voice. Your tongue swirled around the red tip of his cock, and you knew he was close; his thighs started to shake under your hands. You brought a hand up to gently squeeze his balls, and Bucky’s hands flew to your hair as his cock twitched on your tongue.

“Oh god, oh fuck, don’t stop–just like that–fuck doll gonna come in your slutty little mouth,” Bucky fucked your face harder than he ever had. Your fingernails dug sharply into his thigh, but you didn’t stop him; you felt like you were going to come any second.

You gave his balls another slight squeeze, and he whimpered loudly as he filled your mouth with his hot cum.

You sucked him clean as he leaned against the door catching his breath.

Still on your knees, your hair a mess and your cheeks flushed, you looked up at him innocently. “Was that good, Sarge?”

“Fucking hell,” Bucky groaned and pulled you to your feet. “Are you sure we can’t just stay here?” He kissed you and groped you needily–his hands grabbing handfuls of your ass under your dress before moving up to roughly squeeze your breasts.

“I’m fucking soaked, baby,” you whimpered in his ear.

Bucky groaned and started to push you toward the bed.

“But, I wanna see what else you have in store for tonight before you fuck me stupid.”

Bucky forced himself to separate from you. “Well, my plan is to see how quickly I can make you beg to come home.”

“Challenge accepted,” you smiled.

Bucky pecked your lips before starting to get dressed. “I’m not gonna go easy on you.” He licked his lips at your hesitant expression. “Meet me outside when you’re ready. If I stand here any longer, I won’t be able to resist fucking you–you smell divine.” Bucky groaned the last few words and quickly removed himself from the temptation, disappearing into the closet to put his suit on. This was supposed to be torture for you, but he would suffer as much.

Bucky waved to Sam over the railing; while the rest of the Avengers had opted for seats closer to the stage, Bucky had requested a private box. Even with his plan in place to distract himself, every time he glanced at the stage and the people down below, he felt like he might be sick.

“You okay?” you whispered when he took his seat next to you.

Your gentle touch and the concern in your voice soothed him back into his earlier demeanor. “Fine,” he kissed your lips quickly before placing his hand in his pocket.

He sat back with an innocent smile on his face as he watched you squirm. He hadn’t used the vibe yet, and your anticipation of when he would was turning out to be more delicious than actually using it.

As the lights dimmed and the first song began, you relaxed into your seat, squeezing Bucky’s hand.

Bucky kissed the top of your head as he turned the vibe onto the lowest setting. He smirked as you jolted and glared at him.

“Watch the show, baby girl,” he whispered.

You bit you lip to contain you whimper.

Baby girl–baby girl?! Jesus! What is he trying to do, get me pregnant?

You tried to focus on the show, but the pressure on your clit was too overwhelming. Bucky sitting next to you in an all-black suit that made him look like sin personified was not helping your situation. You squeezed his hand and your armrest, trying very hard not to move your hips, but all you wanted was to grind down onto the vibrator stuffed in your pussy until you came.

Bucky moved his hand out of your grip and rubbed your thigh, the short dress gave him easy access to your warm skin, and he nearly growled at the barely audible whimper that left you throat.

He left you like that for a while, teasing you with his large hand and the low-level vibration until you leaned closer to him and begged for more.

Bucky turned to you with a raised eyebrow. “What was that baby girl?”

You closed your eyes as the pleasure of his words washed over you. “Please, Sarge? Wanna come,” you whispered in his ear.

Your warm breath on his ear and neck made his cock twitch. He turned the vibration up again.

“Oh fuck–please,” you begged, your nails digging into his bicep.

“Behave.” Bucky turned his attention to the show and rolled his eyes as his character came on stage.

You pouted and sat back in your seat when Bucky turned the vibe off completely. You were so wet, so turned on, your skin felt red hot. After downing your vodka on the rocks, you started to feel a little more in control. You held Bucky’s hand again, laying on his shoulder and rubbing his strong muscles with your free hand.

“That actor doesn’t even look like you,” you muttered. “His ass is too flat.”

Bucky snorted, drawing annoyed looks and huffs from the audience members in the surrounding boxes.

You smiled, glad that Bucky seemed to be enjoying himself. You wanted this to be a good experience for him. You sat like that for a while, cuddled together, and made jokes about the show. Bucky pointed out every detail they got wrong and added his own memories.

“Look,” you nudged Bucky, “Sam’s already asleep.”

Bucky looked over the railing and saw Sam practically drooling as he slept on Yelena’s shoulder.

“Wow, embarrassing.” Bucky grinned as he pulled out his cellphone. “You think he turned his phone off?”

“Don’t!” You whispered with a goading smile.

You both leaned forward as Bucky dialed Sam’s phone, the loud ringtone going off right in the middle of Steve’s dramatic solo about Peggy. Sam jolted awake and scrambled for his phone as a disgruntled noise came from the audience. You and Bucky were nearly crying with laughter, and you both fell back into your seats when Sam turned in your direction.

Bucky slumped down, hiding his smile with his hand as he showed you the angry text Sam had just sent.

“Scale of 1-10, how much does he hate us right now?” You wiped the tears from your eyes and sat back up in your seat.

“Oh, definitely a 20.”

“Probably–” Your sentence was cut off when Bucky suddenly turned the vibe back on to the highest setting.

You had to bite your tongue to keep from moaning as you clenched your thighs together.

Bucky watched you from the corner of his eye, your body rigid, trying so hard not to move, your eyes desperate and pleading, your chest moving up and down rapidly. He wanted you so much–he needed to break you.

“You look so gorgeous like this, doll.” Bucky nibbled on your ear as his hand moved over your thigh again. “I wanna make you feel as good as you made me feel earlier.”

You bit your lip as his hand traveled higher up your thigh. You nodded your head in response to his words, but he paused his movements.

“If you wanna come, we gotta go home.”

You huffed and glared at him. You could see the hunger in his eyes as he watched you try not to come in the middle of the theater. He thought you didn’t notice his lingering gaze on your tits, which were heaving up and down rapidly now. You watched his eyes flick to them again, and his hand squeezed your thigh tightly while his tongue wet his lips. You could break him too.

“You’re thinking about sucking my tits while I bounce on your cock, aren’t you?”

Bucky’s eyes snapped back up to yours, and he turned the vibe off. “That’s not how this works, baby girl,” he whispered against your cheek before lightly kissing it.

You were undeterred; you scooted closer to him and ran your hand up and down his thigh. “Oh, come on, Sarge. I’m so horny,” you whined. “Just take me into a coat closet and fuck me real hard, real fast, please?” Your hand was now caressing his cock through his slacks, and you could feel him getting harder the more you talked.

“Doll–” Bucky warned but made no move to stop you as you started to undo his button and zipper.

“It’s dark, and we’re sitting all alone. No one’s going to notice.”

Bucky tilted his head back as your nails drug lightly over his erection through his boxers.

“No one’s going to notice if I slip onto the floor and stick this fat cock down my throat.”

“Fuck,” Bucky quietly groaned and gripped your wrist before you could slip your hand down his boxers. “No,” he hissed at you and moved your hand out of his pants.

You crossed your arms and huffed at him.

“I told you to behave,” Bucky growled at you as he pulled your face closer to his. “Now I’m gonna have to punish you. It’s too bad, I really wanted to make you come on my cock over and over when we got home, but I guess I’ll have to do without.”

Bucky shrugged dramatically and sat back in his seat, trying not to smirk at the agape look on your face.

You sat back in your own seat, stubbornly keeping your arms crossed, even when he reached out to hold your hand. You were going to force him to give in first.

But he didn’t. He didn’t turn the vibe back on either, which was driving you crazy.

Finally, when you realized the play was getting to the part where Bucky “died,” you softened. This was supposed to be a good time for both of you.

You curled back up against his side and held his hand between both of yours.

“I’m okay,” Bucky whispered, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

“Okay, baby,” you whispered back with a kiss on his cheek. You kept your hold on his hand and tightened it when you realized they were launching into a Winter Soldier sequence that detailed every horrible highlight of Bucky’s past.

Bucky’s eyes darted around nervously as he noticed a few people glancing in their direction. He didn’t want to ruin the night for you; he could do this.

“Baby, can we go get some air? I don’t feel so great.” You tugged on his hand, and he quickly nodded and led you out of the theater.

Once you were in the cold New York air, you shrugged into your coat and leaned against the brick wall.

“You okay, doll? Did I go too far?” Bucky’s brow was furrowed with concern.

“I’m okay, baby,” you smiled at him and grabbed his tie to pull him closer to you.

Understanding dawned on Bucky’s face–you had done that for him, knowing he wouldn’t have done it himself.

You kissed him before he could say anything. “You won the game, Sergeant Barnes. Please, I’m begging you, take me home. I need you,” You kissed him through your words, getting increasingly needier.

Bucky brushed your hair back, smiling at you adoringly. “I love you, doll.” Bucky kissed you again, shoving his tongue in your mouth while his hands glided down you back and you’re your ass. He pulled away and let you chase his lips before pushing you back against the wall. “But, I’m still gonna punish you for that stunt you pulled in there.”

You whimpered; the thought of not getting to come made you want to cry, but it was worth it to find out what kinds of delicious torment he had in store.

Never in your life had you let a man or woman have total control of your body the way you let Bucky. You surrendered to him without any doubt, without even a hint of hesitancy. And you had been thoroughly rewarded.

Your ass still stung from the first part of your punishment; the sound of Bucky’s big hand landing on your flesh still rung in your ears. The ties around your wrists dug into your skin harshly as you pulled on them for the hundredth time, desperately trying to touch Bucky–touch him anywhere. You were desperate to feel him.

“Bucky!” You tried to squirm away from his mouth. You gasped as Bucky slapped your thigh. “Fuck–Sorry! Sarge,” you gulped in air as Bucky’s tongue sped up. ``Please, I can’t take anymore.” Even as you said it, your hips lifted to catch the friction of his nose against your clit, and you moaned lowly as he pulled another orgasm from you. You had lost count after the fourth one. Your brain was no longer functioning. How wrong you had been to think that Bucky would continue denying you. No, his plan was quite the opposite.

Bucky crawled over you, your body jumping when his cock drug over you over sensitive clit. “Look at you,” Bucky almost chuckled as he kissed your flushed cheeks. “You’re already begging for mercy, and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”

“It’s too much,” you shuddered as his lips attached to your neck.

“Hmm,” Bucky trailed his tongue up to your ear. “That’s quite the turnaround from begging for my cock in the middle of the theater.”

Bucky moved down to suck your pert nipple into his mouth. “You have such pretty tits, doll,” he groaned, grinding against your hip. “I think I have an idea.” Bucky gently bit the top of your breast before moving back to your lips. “You gonna give me want?”

Fuck him for making your sore pussy clench again.

“Yes, Sarge,” you quickly agreed.

“Good girl.” Bucky pecked your lips before sitting up on his knees.

He only had to give you a look, and you knew what he wanted. You opened your mouth, flattening your tongue to allow his entrance. Bucky held on to the headboard, just above where your wrists were tied, and gave a few deep strokes into your mouth before pulling out.

You whined at the loss, and Bucky shushed you, moving down your body until his throbbing cock fit in the valley of your breasts.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, squirming underneath him.

“You like this, baby girl? Want me to fuck your tits?” Bucky gently cupped the sides of your breasts, squeezing them together around his cock while he circled your nipples with his thumbs.

“Please, Sarge, use me, please,” you panted until he started moving.

His thick cock slid perfectly between your soft flesh, and Bucky could already feel the high he had put off for too long, quickly approaching.

You stared up at him in total admiration. The look of bliss on his face was indescribable, his bottom lip tugged between his teeth, his handsome scruff shining from the hours he spent between your legs–but the best part was the little tremble of his lips, the click of his jaw when he started to get close.

“Please, Sarge. Want you to come on my tits.” You stuck your tongue out again, lapping at his sensitive cock head every time it peeked through your cleavage.

“Fuck, fuck, such a dirty slut for me,” Bucky groaned, picking up speed.

“Yeah, only for you, Sarge. Give it to me.”

The pressure snapped, and Bucky stilled; the sight of his come landing over your breasts and face had him completely stunned. No sounds came out of his mouth as he looked down at you, watching you slide you tongue over your lips to catch a taste of him.

“So fucking perfect,” he groaned as he climbed off the bed to get a warm towel.

You didn’t miss his cock bobbing between his legs, still just as hard as it was before he got you in bed.

Sunshine Masterlist

My Masterlist

Every reblog and comment encourages me to continue to write and post this filth. This is the last entry for now but my original series is still a work in progress so there could be more in the future!

taglist (If you’d like to be added or removed let me know!): @shamelessfangirl-3 @thenhewaswrongaboutme @buckmepapi @summerofsnowflakes @delaber @captainsimagines @caplanbuckybarnes @bitterqueenofhearts @healanette @raindrcpsangel @rookthorne

#bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes #dom!bucky #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan #bucky x female reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #mcu fanfiction

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randynova · 2 years ago

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𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 — 𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂

ᴊɪɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴋ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐽𝑖𝑛𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑤-𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ (s): sᴍᴜᴛ, ɴᴏɴ-ᴄᴏɴ, ʙɪɢ ᴀɢᴇ-ɢᴀᴘ, ᴅʀᴜɢɢᴇᴅ, sᴏᴍɴᴏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ, ᴛᴏxɪᴄ sᴜᴘᴇʀɪᴏʀ-sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ

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A.N.: As always, stuff like this is self-indulgent lol. I did say I was going to do it, and @plopifuee gave me the encouragement to do it🤭. N' like @o3o-aya said: I am down bad — so fucking tremendously😩. So, writing about a condescending and smart-ass psychopath? Yes please! And to my best friend that is concerned about my taste in men and is disappointed in said taste, this is specifically for you <3

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𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑠

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑤𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝.

𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝.

𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑠.

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If there was one responsibility Eugene failed to mention in his job offer to help the medical prodigy Jinyoung Park, it would be how you were expected to be a sort of stress reliever for the man and be fucked stupid to the man's content — whether you wanted to or not. Yet, you couldn't be upset for the most part. For the high pay of "helping" the older man, it became tolerable, especially when he was in a good mood.

There were times he could be a decent man, don't worry. For instance: slow kisses along your neck while you sat on his lap as his long fingers pumped in-and-out your pussy, having you sit on his desk with his head between your legs as he shamelessly slurped on your slick cunt beneath your pencil skirt, have you suckle on his cock while he did paperwork, or maybe when he asked before he fucked you roughly against any nearby surface. Of course, he gave you a thick wad of cash after every encounter, on top of your already high regular salary.

So why complain? Simple. His unpredictable fits of rage.

They were always followed by his need to abuse and stuff your pussy until he was satisfied, until his anger melted away. During these instances, you were left sore and left to deal with the grim aftermath.

Unfortunately, you caught him in a bad mood today, with the criminal doctor coming into one of the spare medical rooms you were cleaning up and stabbing your neck with one of the needles he carried in his pocket without so much as a single greeting. All you could remember before blacking out was his silvery voice cooing at you, "Don't hate me too much, okay?"

Waking up with a familiar fullness, your form lay limp on the vast examination table, your thin pretty blouse fully unbuttoned as your tits bounced with each erratic buck, your boss already having his black slacks half-way down his thighs, your hips resting in his palms as he lifts your legs up to his waist, pinning them apart. Your head lulled side to side as you tried to make sense of your surroundings. Though, you couldn't as your vision only showed you blurred silhouettes of everything. Even looking at the doctor proved to be difficult, barely making out the outline of his dazed features whilst he ruts into your cunt with such vigor, such desperate hunger, and raw fury.

The stretch of your weeping heat as he slides in and out is not enough to quell his anger, even as the swollen tip of his fat cock pierces the opening of your womb, pushing his cum deeper into your poor pussy without so much as a heavy grunt. Despite the white ring painting the base of his shaft, he didn't feel the slightest bit satisfied nor did he feel better. Not at all. It didn't help that you kept passing out on him every few minutes.

The deadly grip he held on your soft plush elicited a small weak whine, yet it only made him dig his nails into your flesh as a result. The only encouragement he gave to be, at the least, vocal as he fucked you. Whether from enjoyment or distress, he loved how your features contorted from either one. Jinyoung gazed at your abused cunt as it glistened with arousal under the searing light above, illuminating how it split into two and struggled to take him. Such a pretty sight, really, but he couldn't even admire your appearance as his mind was muddled and he babbled about the first thing that came to mind, even if you were listening or not. His voice sounded muffled in your ears and only when he slipped out and flipped your body onto your stomach, sinking back in, did you finally make out a few words.

"Fuck, w-what do you think…?" Jinyoung hisses, calloused hand gripping onto your hip and knotting his fingers into your hair, nails digging into your scalp as he tugs your head up just in time to meet his brutal thrusts, groaning as he hilts his cock in one single stroke, drawing a strained whimper from you. He bit back a moan, more interested in poking jabs at your sullen expression. No, this will not do at all.

First Daniel, now you? No, unacceptable!

"Oh, you're awake? I thought we fixed that infuriating attitude of yours a while back," he sneers, running his tongue over his upper lip. Brows knitted together, his mouth stretched into a wry smile at the sound you made, rocking back before cruelly driving his pelvis forward with a deep groan. Once more, he's met with your pathetic cries and continues the vicious pace he set. "Tch, I can't believe you, [Name]. We talked about this, it's disrespectful. You were such a good girl before all this and now you're passing out on me?" He shakes his head, humming to himself when you respond with a whimper. "This just won't do, especially after the day I had."

Whatever, he didn't expect more than a few meager mewls from you right now anyway, carrying on talking to himself, dragging his throbbing length along your sweet spot and carrying on with stirring your insides. Mhm, he can always count on his cute assistant to make him feel better, your velvet walls pushing against him, helping him clear his mind in minutes when his day just wasn't going his way. And this? It gave him just enough reason to truly ruin you as he pleased.

Jinyoung rolls his eyes at the thought, seething as he speaks through gritted teeth, "I mean, two bodies? It's not entirely impossible, don’t get me wrong. Ngh, but putting me up to deal with that fucker Eugene…?" The man purses his lips as he nips the tip of his tongue between his teeth, trying to calm himself. He sucks in a sharp breath, stiffening as your pussy spasms around him for the umteenth time that night, gushing and adding to the creamy fluids dribbling down your bare thighs. "Damn irritating… Shit."

Your hazy mind could barely wrap around what he is referring to, a vague idea of what he mentioned earlier that week flashing by but slipping away once his low raspy moans drift in the air. It seems just talking about it was enough to make his blood boil, having the opposite effect of letting his emotions bottle up. Pulling your hips back, he slams back into you, bullying his thick girth into your tight sloppy cunt in an effort to forget his smoldering fury. Growling with an irate expression, he yanks your head further back and presses his chest flush against your curved back, cooing with a teasing tone into your ear, "Mm, but I'm so glad I have my favorite girl's cunt available to me… Makes this mess so much more tolerable to deal with — even if you are a damn brat right now…."

Tears lear at your eyes and the man grins at the sight, reeling at the sight of teardrops resting on your lashes and threatening to fall, how your brows furrowed, and bottom lip trembled — your pain and discomfort was more than enough to make his blood rush and heart swell, spurring his thrust to become nastier, crueler. Straightening back up whilst increasing his tempo, Jinyoung’s head lulls back, focusing on your slick clenching around him. His own release builds higher and higher once again, his abdomen tensing as his gaze bores into the blinding ceiling lights.

"Hah, no wonder that bastard was so arrogant, kept smiling n' shit…." Fat balls slapping against the curve of your ass, he could feel himself melting and getting lost in your mellow warmth. No drug could recreate this feeling, no matter how hard he tried — and fuck, he was glad as there was nothing that could replace burying himself in this sweet cunt. Jinyoung pulls at your hair once again, the rumbling laughter slipping out of the man as he’s met with a tight squeeze, tone dripping with a dangerous edge whilst you whine at the pinch of your scalp. "I hate bastards like that! They're utter. Fucking. Trash." He emphasizes every word with a harsh snap of his hips, his thighs flexing and aching from how sore they were from hours of stimulation.

You remain silent, only sounds drizzling from you being meek broken cries whilst your eyes struggle to stay open, drool trickling from the corner of your mouth, and dribbling down onto the steel surface of the table. Though, you could not welcome the concept of rest so soon when it came to Jinyoung’s insatiable need to fuck.

He takes notice of how your gaze falls shut and stays close for longer periods of time, much sooner than before, only for you to open them once more and ever so slowly slip into the slumber he’s been putting off. He scrunches his nose in annoyance, ceasing his movements and giving your plush a quick squeeze. Nothing. Clicking his tongue, he shakes his head in disappointment, crooning with an airy tone, "Can't have you passing out right now, puppy. Give me a second…." The man untangles his hand from your locks and detaches his hand from your waist, letting your temple hit the hard table as he twists his torso to reach over to the metal tray behind him.

Carefully plucking a syringe and red vial from the full plate, Jinyoung hums whilst he stabs the small silicone opening with the pointer, pulling the end of the syringe until a fraction of the base is filled with a clear substance. Just one jab of this and your hell would continue.

"Sir… please… No… no more..," you whisper, breathing weakly as you stare blankly at the door opposite to your current position, pathetically hoping your boss would cease his antics, the sore sensation of your lower half creating an uncomfortable pressure you could hardly support. Your vision is starting to spin and you could barely make out his voice. "Ngh, it hurts… a lot, I-I can’t…."

Jinyoung feigns worry for a moment, putting the instruments down and caressing your ass gently— only for him to crack his hand against your flesh the next second.

Gasping, you flinch and curl your hands into fists as the area he struck begins to burn and throb immediately. It’s no surprise considering the rippling mass of muscles he adorned, yet his strength was another level.

"Who cares? I didn't ask you…," the man jeers while picking the syringe back up, mocking your displeasure as he grits his teeth, feeling how your cunny gripped tighter onto him when he smacked you. Interesting reaction, truly, he thought, taking a mental note of it for future reference before a dry laugh trickles from him. Just hearing your voice pleading to him to stop when all he wanted was some relief irked him.

What happened to his little cocksleeve who just shut up and took it? Who begged him to go faster, harder even?!

Placing the vial back, he lightly flicks his finger against the needle as he pushes down, watching with delight as the tip spurts out a clear liquid. With a small amount, he'd have you back to his sweet little ragdoll who he can fill with load after load of his cum, not making a single effort to defy him.

"Shh, this isn't going to hurt, just a quick pinch…," he said with an airy tone as he hunches over your feeble frame, poking the vein in your neck and dispersing the drugs into your bloodstream, reeling from how you shudder against him. This would force you to stay awake yet remain in a catatonic state for a few more hours, just as he wanted — needed. "That's it, pretty, that’s it…," he coos, humming in content at how quickly it began to take effect. Jinyoung always found delight in the way your body falls limp once he injects you, gleefully welcoming how quiet and compliant you became. It made slipping into your slick all the more pleasant, gummy walls swallowing his girth deeper as your muscles relaxed. "Wasn't so bad now, huh.…" Tossing the syringe over his shoulder, he leers down at how you slumped against the table, eyes wide as they look back at him in fear.

Perfect. With a blissful sigh, he starts pounding into you, breathlessly muttering as he pulls your hips back into him, nails digging in and breaking the exposed skin —

"𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲… 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐲𝐞𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?"

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©ʀᴀɴᴅʏɴᴏᴠᴀ || ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ || ɴᴏ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴇᴅɪᴛs, ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs.

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gunsatthaphan · 5 months ago

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just peem being extra pookie in ep11 🧸🥹🤏🏻

#we are the series #we are ep11 #pondphuwin #phumpeem #phum x peem #phuwin tangsakyuen #gmmtv #thai bl #bl drama #please he fits in my pocket 😩#personally this is phuwins best role bye #hes so natural and effortless in this n i rly enjoy seeing him like this #giving me all the baby Pi vibes #you go bby!!#🧡

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cat3ch1sm · 3 years ago

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ok. after looking deep within myself i figured it out. bestie i tried so hard to do a different topic but now i’m craving a part 2 😩. this time task force shows up scarred and scared cause duh. L is there at his desk thank God but oh? mystery girlfriend who’s first impression was an ✨interesting✨ one is lounging on the couch just there chilling maybe book reading (was gonna say candy crush but i remembered this was 2006 so i’m gonna shut up) and insert [and she looks at me and i look at him audio] cause now task force inner dialogue is “how the fuck did L achieve this” and can’t stop analyzing her because genuinely what the fuck 🥲. girlfriend sees the lack of work getting done and L is annoyed at their loud ass thinking thoughts so she allows them to have one question each (please feel free to come up with the questions i beg my creativity only takes me so far 🥲🥲) i do ask though for one of them (maybe matsuda??) asking the out of pocket question about el incident. surprisingly you can make this work sfw but if you can somehow find a way to fit the “n” then go right ahead. my thoughts are jumbled but i know you’ll find a way to make it a coherent story. i pay with infinite love and kisses 😌☝️❤️

🐢| gRR this took too long im so sorry bestie💔💔💔💔 here is ur story i hope u like it<33 ngl yn is a little arrogant LMFAO

🥝| link to part one <33

🌱|also this sucks pls forgive me pls

It had been around 36 hours since the incident with L- who still didn't seem to want to acknowledge that it happened to begin with. The task force members had shown up to headquarters once more, albeit rather cautiously this time- creeping in an almost nervous manner through the bulletproof doors, listening carefully and quietly for any out of the ordinary sounds. Even Matsuda refrained from his usual griping to make sure the coast was clear- neither of them wanted a repeat of the last time.

Luckily, the men's fears were eased when they finally got up the guts to enter the front room where L always was when they arrived- well, almost always. There, crouched in his swivel chair and holding his knees, sat L, peering at the group as if he'd been watching them for some time already.

"Hello- let's get down to business, shall we?" L greeted the group nonchalantly before turning to face the computer monitors spread along the surface of the desk. If he had any thoughts about the other day, he wasn't showing it- which the men had pretty much expected.

Light, seeming slightly on edge himself, nodded resolutely and stepped up to L's side. "Right. So we had just started to look into Yotsu-"

He cut himself off when he turned his head and saw you, sitting on the couch behind him and reading a book, paying absolutely no mind to your surroundings. L tilted his head strangely at Light before turning to follow his gaze, and your eyes lifted from the pages of your book to meet his before they locked with Light's.

The rest of the task force noticed you just after Light did- Matsuda gaping at you a little longer than was necessary. Too soon, they had recalled just who you were.

You let out a low, rueful chuckle under your breath- so they remembered you. Smiling some to yourself, you lifted your head to look at the task force members in turn.

"Hey."

Light cocked his head at you, an unreadable expression on his face, before facing L again. "You didn't tell us you'd invited a friend, Ryuzaki."

L's back was to you as he replied, tone flat. "Ah. Yes, that's Y/N; she'll be with us for the time being- mind that that isn't her real name. Y/N, this is Light Yagami."

Light nodded at you. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine," you answered automatically, no longer looking at anyone directly and focus returning to your book. For a little while after the somewhat "off" greeting, there was a few seconds of awkward silence before the others remembered to introduce themselves properly; various mumbled "hellos" came from the rest of the task force.

It was clear to you, and most definitely L, that the task force with the probable exception of Light behaved oddly around you, despite that all you were doing was reading. Both you and L knew it was more than likely the incident from the other day that prompted them to sort of tiptoe around you. Both you and L could read them like an open book- it was painfully obvious they were full of questions. While you weren't in the mood to pretend to want to speak with these men you didn't know, you felt even less like having them stare at you the entire day. And besides, it was only hurting them- besides Light and L, the men didn't really seem to be contributing much to the operation at the moment.

Feeling increasingly like you were being watched, you opened your mouth to say something- but L ended up beating you to it.

"Judging by your confused expressions, I'm assuming you all have questions about Y/N's presence."

Aizawa, eyeing you, seemed apologetic, but did not waver as he spoke. "It's just that this is a total stranger to us- there aren't a lot of people we can trust right now, Ryuzaki. It would just be nice if we had a little more information."

So they felt the same way about you that you did about them. Somehow, that was a little amusing.

"I have to agree with Aizawa," Soichiro added, sending a sideways look towards you from behind his glasses. "You may know her, but we don't. What purpose does she serve? Will she be here regularly? How close-"

Your annoyance growing, you had to cut in, now fully lifting your head to look directly at the task force members. "Hey- I'm right here, you know," you interrupted a little testily, making Soichiro, Aizawa, and Matsuda all turn to look at you. "Feel free to ask me these things at any time instead of talking to L- Ryuzaki like I'm not here."

You didn't get a verbal response in return; the men only regarding you with slight suspicion before glancing at each other and then L as if waiting for him to back them up. But L seemed uninterested in the issue, only lifting a hand to silence everyone, his eyes still focused intently on the monitors before him.

"Y/N is right," L mumbled in a low voice, a pale thumb in between his teeth. "If you want to know who she is, why don't you ask her yourself?"

You nodded, fixing each of the men with a pointed stare. "Yes- why don't we do that. Just to ease the tension." You set down your book on the sofa and straightened up, slipping your necklace with L's initial beneath your shirt. "You can each ask me one question- whatever you want. That way, you'll know I'm not hiding anything. However- try and keep your questions impersonal; there are things I'm unable to share with you."

Of course, the last remark was just for show. If you were asked anything you didn't want to answer, you'd simply lie. Perhaps then you'd get the men, mainly Soichiro and Aizawa, off your back- you weren't much fond of feeling like an outsider around someone you'd known for far longer than anyone in the task force. Besides, your ego was taking a couple of hits- and you couldn't have that.

There was a brief moment of silence as the others thought your offer over. But Soichiro, anxious to get back on task, lifted both of his hands in front of his face in a surrendering gesture. "No, no- there's no need for that. If Ryuzaki trusts you, then-"

"No, it's too late now. You've made your feelings towards me clear. I only want to see if I can change them." Smiling brightly, albeit insincerely, you placed your hands on your knees in a friendly position. "Since you're talking- why don't you go first?"

Soichiro blinked at you, surprised at your audacity, before asking his question. "Well, I suppose I'll start with the basics. Will you be working with us on the Kira investigation?"

You answered immediately; the quicker your answers, the less suspicion. "Doubt it- detective work is more L's department. However, I might contribute every now and then, and I'll certainly be popping in more than occasionally. Next?" you asked sweetly, turning your attention to Aizawa.

Aizawa had clearly been thinking about this from the very first time he'd seen you. "What's your relationship with Ryuzaki?"

"Good question," you affirmed, pursing your lips for a moment before replying. "I'm just a friend. Light?"

Light, seeming distracted, snapped his head away from the computer and turned to face you. "A question... hmm, I think I've got one. Do you have any thoughts on the Kira situation?"

You'd pretty much expected such a question from Light- you could basically tell what kind of person he was already. Of course, having L come to your bedroom and tell you about him every day did help with your analysis.

"I have mixed thoughts, I suppose," you replied honestly, propping your chin up on one hand. "On one hand, I'm not in favor of murder. On the other hand, crime rates have dropped quite drastically, and at least Japan is an overall safer place." You shrugged, holding Light's gaze for a second or two more before finally turning to Matsuda, who looked up, apparently startled. "Oh! Right, my turn... okay, I think I know exactly what I want to ask."

Wordlessly, you tilted your head at Matsuda- you didn't know that much about him, as L had never really brought him up, and you'd deduced that he simply hadn't cared to- which was likely because of Matsuda's clearly naive and rather clumsy demeanor. You figured he was less of an asset than a liability to the mostly work-oriented and orderly task force. Long story short, you weren't expecting any thought-provoking questions from him.

Nonetheless, you were very caught off guard when he asked casually, "Was that you we heard the other day? Upstairs before L came down?"

Shit.

Quickly feigning confusion, you squinted your eyes. "What do you mean?"

Matsuda dropped his gaze to the ground, his cheeks beginning to fade into a pale shade of pink as he put his hand behind his head sheepishly. "Well, it's just, a few days back we all came inside and sort of heard moa- strange sounds coming from upstairs? And then you came down once they stopped. It's just, uh, we were- I mean, I was- just a little curious."

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Aizawa cringe and Soichiro wince, while L continued to keep his back turned towards you. Light turned his head for a moment to glance curiously at Matsuda and then you before quickly averting his eyes.

How long had they all been thinking about that?

You took a deep breath, silently letting it out before smiling brightly and answering.

"I'm afraid that's a personal question."

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I got an idea for a fic, no pressure babe, everything you write is amazing anyway 😩💕. Ok so i was thinking about depressed! reader and sanzu or baji (whoever fits the concept better) . So the idea is: you can't break what's already broken. So basically the reader is totally unimpressed and disgusted with their advances because she lost color in her life and hates herself. You can make it a happy ending or angst ( please make the boys suffer if you pick this one 👀) .

That's it, thank you ILYSM 💕

To fan his flame

Warning : 18+ Minors DNI. Mention of depression, angst, violence, explicit smut, bike race ( DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME ) ,slight mention of self harm, please stay safe, ask for help if you need it.

Hello baby ! Thanks for all your feedbacks you're so sweet ILY 🖤 so that's my first time writing for Baji, I hope I didn't screwed his character...

Through a piercing glare, his brown eyes scanned both of you, sitting on the chairs in front of him. You gulped down discreetly, eyeing the man next to you who wore a careless expression.

-" What do you have to say for yourself ?"

-" It's Baji's fault. "

-" Funny, I already heard that one " that one scoffed as you showered him in your darkest glare. " I was only tryna get you to talk to me" .

-" And you thought the best option was to set her neighbor's yard on fire ?"

-" Well now she talks to me " Baji retorted in his usual cocky tone, the man in the uniform shot him an exasperated glance before turning toward you.

-" And you're gonna tell me racing at 130 was his fault too ?"

-" Yes !" You exclaimed, the policeman crossed his arms and leaned against his chair, an exhausted look on his face. " Look, officer, it's a long story-".

-" we have plenty of time, I'm sure no one's gonna bail you out at 2 a.m. Go 'head. "

The first step deciphering that pandemonium would be traveling some months ago. Baji's dream has always been to open his own petshop, and he succeeded. What first started as a small business with his two best friends turned into the most famous pet shop in Tokyo.

If you ask people what you may find in a petshop, they would say pets, buddies, love. As for you, life has never been kind to you. Therefore even in such a haven, it brought you trouble, wrapped in two sharp canines and wavy jet-black hair.

One less minute in that petshop, and all the next month's rollercoaster could have been avoided. If only you had vaccinated those cats faster, but no, with that pretty gratuitous karma you have been carrying since forever, you had to meet him right before his blond friend could pay you.

-" Go 'head, Chifuyu, 'm gonna take care of it".

You remembered you were already tense, something about his smirk, his damn sharp teeth didn't put you at ease. As he walked around the counter to take the money out of the till, you took off your vet white coat and shoved that one carefully in your bag, yet he took a wide-eyed glance out of you when you felt his fingertips grazing against the straps of your top.

-" The actual fuck ?"

There, eyeing your top you figured out he slipped the bills between your straps and your skin, as if one would do with a stripper, on his face there was a cocky smirk. Taking those ones from where he placed them, you noticed along with the bills was a small paper with a phone number on it.

-" Seriously ? " You deadpanned, Baji leaned against the counter on his elbows, flashing his teeth. His eyelashes fluttering slightly when his gaze drifted toward your chest before quickly going back to your face.

-" Just my way to say you're cute enough to fuck with me someday" along with a playful wink, he dragged you out of your numb state.

-" Fine. "

You wore an impassive expression as you took out your lighter from your jean pocket, and that might be where it all started.

It could have been the way you set those bills and paper on fire, or how the flames shone through your ice-cold gaze, one glimpse was enough to get his thrill-seeking soul warming like water, mesmerized by the dancing flames in your eyes.

-" This is my way to tell you I'm not interested. "

And you walked away, unimpressed, after dropping the burning bills on the counter in front of him. All it took was a wildflower through a blaze to get him thinking about you that night.

Cold as you were, water would be to extinguish fire, but you were only there to fan his flame. Throughout all your visits at the petshop, you somehow got along with two of them, namely Chifuyu and Kazutora. They were nice, gentle, let you do your job with the pets and didn't pushed you to talk when you didn't felt like it, which was kind of an all the time thing. It was not like you meant to be aloof or anything, people often don't understand how hard it is to let people in again after seeing how a single one could shatter you like a house of cards.

However, for an oddball as Baji Keisuke, it goes in one ear and out the other. At first it wore the disguise of a challenge, his friends would not stop laughing everytime you pushed him away or just deadpanned at one of his advances, needless to say it was refreshing for them. Women would always fall under the spell of the wildness emanating from him, Chifuyu and Kazutora even came to wonder whether you were into men or not, as cliché as it seemed no one ever refused Baji Keisuke, and something happened.

For the raw man, primal, the race was always about winning. An adrenalin-addict, he has been since forever, fights, races, and you had seemed beyond his reaches which resulted in him thinking mord often about you, then having frantic heartbeats whenever you would visit to do your job, and God did he liked the rush.

-"Ew, did you just... Touched my hand ?"

-" it's a hand, not an ass, chill. "

He would say smirking, after accidentally brushing his hand against yours as you would be examining one of the cats.

-" Ya know, I heard having sex can improve the mood, 'cause of all the hormones and shit."

-" Hm, so you're telling me you can actually read, like something which's not pictures ? Of naked women on red shiny bikes ?"

-" Wait what the hell do you mean I can't read ?"

Throughout the time, you had learned he was none but a dynamite stick. Again, your cold demeanor, against all odds only fueled his flame.

Those few seconds where your disinterest would take the best of him were a sort of consolation for all the times he did bothered you, it was particularly funny to watch him lose it.

-" Take it as you want" You had shrugged, in no time a wave of manly cologne crashed on you, clenched jaw, white knuckles around your collar that he held, in a bloodcurdling indifference you had watched the flames dancing in his eyes.

-" You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want? "

He dived deep in your Arctic-like cold ocean as you leaned closer, only inches away from his face. He could feel your breathe hitting his lips, see no end for the gaping hole in your eyes, hear it echoing.

-" As long as it would take you to understand, you do not phase me, Baji Keisuke. "

A tune up would be in order, this was not about the challenge, not anymore. Rather for the mix of ire and thrill pumping through his blood everytime you were around, about seconds, those of expectation where he would hope to get something out of you, other than an empty glance.

Something about the sunshine must have been different that day, the one where you saw him in a whole new light. Talking about the rays, those ones seeped through the room's window straight to kiss his silk-like hair, one or two seconds where you'd allowed yourself to watch him better as he approached you and the cat you struggled to keep from moving.

-" You look pathetic, lemme help ya ". His fingertips brushed against yours as he took the cat in his hands, keeping him still as you took off the syringe.

-" I could've just done it myself " you avoided his gaze, getting closer to the both, hearing a " tch " falling from his mouth. You ran a hand through your hair before starting, Keisuke watched your hair locks falling around your focused face, kissed by the sun, your light-bathed eye color glancing at him from time to time to ensure his grip around the pet, at one point he could have sworn that he had seen them soften as the cat winced in pain.

-" there you go, buddy ".

He put the pet back, and couldn't help a scoff eyeing the bleeding scratch the cat left previously on your hand before he came to help you.

-" It doesn't always has to be just you and yourself, ya know. "

He saw you stopping in your track, your eyes trailing down with a certain urgence in them, your heart beat faster screaming to pull your sleeve down, not fast enough for his sharp glance to catch the horizontal lines scars on the inner skin of your wrist.

Definitely not a cat one, he had deduced with a certain sorrow taste in his mouth. Damn the adrenalin, damn your push and pull game, what his body ached to do at the realization was to hold you close enough to put all of your pieces back together.

Regretfully, those hands have been sculpted to harm, not to hold. Those eyes to scare not to comfort. He knew he could've crashed you down, too rough, too loud, he was not the best for that.

On another hand, all your anxiety got removed as a burden from your shoulders when he started walking out of the room, you were glad he spared you the usual " do you wanna talk about it?" Along with the pity laced in the voice tone.

However...

-" I'm not saying this shit 'cause I wanna get inside your pants" your eyes drifted toward him, he had his back to you, hair slightly flying to the light wind, peering at you from the corner of a bronze eye.

-" But you're a damn badass. "

His words seemed to fly around, until wrapping around your tight throat. A stabbing pain in the heart and a warmth spreading in your chest, he wrapped you in a closed-eyes smile for the few seconds where he turned his head toward you.

- " And if you tell anyone I said this I'll snap your neck, but fuck I'm proud of ya".

A game changer, it was all that it took, for a night under the covers, staring at the ceiling where you would be questioning everything your mind had been whispering about him the last months. Through the darkest corners of your head it shone for days, you loathed yourself for not being able to take it out of your head, yet...

He didn't said he was sorry for you, didn't took pity on you, and whatever was it that he thought about you, he didn't let you perceive a single glance of it, thankfully. All along, Baji Keisuke wore the label of an empty hunk, a rowdy insufferable one, and suddenly two words were hurricane-strong to blow that coat in the air, and there he was, soul-naked for your eyes only willingly revealing his clumsy yet somehow, kind of, maybe soft spot.

To tell whether you'd have preferred him to keep the act or not was a harder fight, you were not even able to figure out which part of him was the act, the one you despised, or the one... The other, in short.

Often there is times where life, fate would throw you somewhere, or stir a knife in an old wound. You'd call it cruel, and curse whoever wrote the plan because you'd have your eyes so glued on the pain of the knife that you wouldn't even notice it was only a way of removing it, start the healing process.

The butterfly effect, small things building up to greater ones, it could have been a shape of fate, for that night at least.

The first time you met her, was at the emotions anonymous,a sort of support group providing locals and help to improve individual's mental health. It started with sharing some cigarettes, a word or two after the session since she was just as you, not very talkative. Then it built up to having a drink at the coffee next to the local, both of you ended up revealing your names and exchanging your numbers, though she was way older than you . Often as it gets in such situations, one thing led to another, and there you were today at Ryoko's birthday party.

For once in twenty lifetimes, you had agreed to come into an event full of unknown people dressed in chic dresses and suits holding champagne glasses and talking about adulthood stressing stuffs. You did not actually interacted with anyone besides Ryoko, and decided to leave the party earlier than expected, it was getting boring to lean against the wall. You just needed to quickly powder your nose, freshen in the bathroom before leaving.

And there you were in Ryoko's bathroom, wrapped in a pretty sundress, standing mouth agape in front of no other than Baji Keisuke who as reckless as he was spilled his beer on you.

And he had the nerves to laugh.

-" Dude s-sorry... " He uttered between two uncontrolled laughters, your temporal vein almost popping up seemed to be the funniest thing he had seen in decades. " I didn't saw you but damn, you're wearing a dress, like an actual one ".

And he went into another laughter, you could have sworn that what had run through your veins was nothing but a thunderbolt, all your anti-violence resolutions were only trails left behind your fist that flew to his jaw.

The only thing you knew the next seconds you were thinking : damn if these walls could talk...

Mayhem, a new gate to hell have been opened that day. One floor higher than the soft music downstairs and the mundane conversations, a gateway to the netherworld. When in that parallel universe women and men were slow dancing, a hand that should be around your waist have been replaced by his grabbing your dress neckline, and yours was holding his collar instead of resting at the back of his neck.

His mother raised him better than to hit a woman, he would never. Yet his sharp glare on yours spoke of a thousand ways to tame you, while yours coldly kept the eye contact. God did the punch against his sharp jaw ached through your fist, but the small bleeding split on his lip was the most effective analgesic.

-" swear to fucking God, the things I'm holding back right now... "

Where he usually was loud, his newly low tone was danger dripping. Never ever had a gaze creeped inside every cell of you the way his did, faces ridiculously close, his fingertips unnecessarily brushing against your skin as he held your neckline.

-" Why ? 'cause I'm a woman and can't deal with a blow ?"

Your heart skipped a beat, he shifted his eyes away from you, flashed a toothy grin and echoed a low chuckle, only to come back even closer to your face.

-" The least of your worries would be a punch right now. "

Seeing his sly smile, you couldn't help but shake your head and curl a tiny one, which he hadn't missed and gulped down discreetly as for the first time your eyes shone with something else than anger. Some missed heartbeats later and his gaze drifted toward the small hollow between your parted lips, you did the same, and although every braincell of yours screamed how wrong it was, damn it his blood still was staining your knuckles, calloused fingers of his wrinkling your neckline pinning you to the wall, yet your heard ached for succumbing to that pull.

-" it's the chase, hm ?"

Still knee deep in that sort of trance-like state your smile and the quick flicker in your eyes had put him in, he hummed silently.

-" The thrill of the chase. " You repeated, this time his full attention on your words. " I've been wondering why were you so hell bent on having me, you're in constant need for a challenge and I'm constantly saying no."

-" Wow-wait " tension began climbing in the air, you pushed him away from you making him frown.

-" Whether it's a bet you lost or about your male pride, the thrill won't last long after I give in. Spare yourself the extra effort. "

-" So you're giving in ?"

At one point you could've sworn you felt a tingling sensation inside that you ignored, and gasped through a breathed outraged laugh.

-" So it was a bet ?"

-" Hell no !" He tried getting closer to you, however was stopped by a glare and a raised hand between you two.

-" Then it's the thrill of the chase ?"

Keisuke's frustration appeared as a hand he ran through his hair, pulling at the roots. Last time he had been at a loss of words was a question mark honestly, yet there he was weighing the pros and cons of each sentence. What could he possibly say? When there has been a broken record in his head for days singing that sex was no more his top one intention ?

With each second passing by he saw you building back those impenetrable walls around you, slipping between his fingers again and cursed mentally because of the knot tightening in his chest. Needless to say never had his body experienced such a rollercoaster, impressive that is.

Alarm bells rang inside his mess of a head when you started walking out of the bathroom, that same voice asking him to not let you go, but again, why would he do that ? He'd never follow anyone, he was a free spirit and depended of nobody.

A free spirit, Baji Keisuke was, and it has obviously nothing to do with him chasing you through his mother's neighborhood as you walked toward your car, a minute later.

-" would you seriously cut that shit out ?"

You could easily hear his steps behind you getting closer, never turned to face him.

-" you didn't even told me how you know my moth-"

-" Mind you own damn business " one of the first time he had witnessed your tone raising slightly which took him aback, gave you enough time to climb in the car and close the door as soon as he got closer.

-" You don't get to close the fucking door on me, open. Now. " Through gritted teeth, he had demanded, placing himself in front of your car hood. You scoffed, eyeing the bulging vein in his front.

-" Get out of the way, you'll only get one warning. "

You cursed as his hand came down flat on the hood, oh that if he damaged your car in any way...

-" I'm not repeating. Get your fucking ass out-"

Good thing he had such good reflexes, otherwise he probably would be lying down half dead in the middle of the night. It came like a thunderclap, the engine roaring your rage, the few inches between his body and the hood, him jumping to the side, and you going down that road.

-" Don't say I didn't warn you. "

Driving home with the indignation heavy on your chest, you didn't even had time to figure out why in hell were you feeling so disappointed before an engine started roaring behind you.

-" Shit, what the hell ?"

Through the rear mirror, the only thing you could distinguish through the dark night was smooth hair flying to the demon's rhythm.

-" wear a helmet damn it " you cursed, his bike being a lighter weight than your car, he started chasing you closer. The pounding sensation in your heart was something you hadn't felt in years, which had you unconsciously stepping on the gas, enjoying to see his bike getting left behind.

Then it hit him hard, harder than every blow he had ever taken from Mikey, the shallow breathing and the shaking hands around his bike. How funny was it, in that moment of pure bliss where the Adrenaline should have him feeling like a God was he thinking about you ? Tasting yet the blood you drew out of his lips, running that race you initiated, you, you, you.

Keisuke rolled the throttle toward him, the number on the dash growing faster, allowing him currently to get a better look at your face, and blessed has he been to get a glimpse of that wide smile of yours, probably meant to tease him through the window yet it only set him on fire.

You both had a need, a need for speed. Smoke followed behind your two vehicles, as if tracing a way to hell.

Driving not a road but an edge of a knife, high on adrenaline and your smiling face, Baji rolled the throttle until he passed you by, and in an impulse of a crazy rush flipped his motorcycle in a way to block your way.

Your hands suddenly tightened around the steering wheel, slamming on the brake at breakneck speed and closing your eyes, waiting for an impact that never came. Which could have came at a second's notice.

-" It's been a hell of a ride !"

At the sound of his voice, your eyes opened wide. It was really only a second away, your car was so close to his bike that you were only inches away from colliding. Your blood boiling in your veins, you got out of the car and slammed the door, heading towards him.

Blame the Adrenaline rush, or his bike's light on your eyes, the night's wind on your hair, or your dress swaying at every step of yours, the truth was you had his heart beating even more than the race.

Halfway, you met, in front of your car's hood, eyes boring into each other's with the only thing between your two bodies, inches and palpable tension.

One that along with the high of the ride got you flying, too addict on that sensation to think about letting go any sooner.

-" let's get something straight. " You had snapped him out of his thoughts, only to crash him with your next words. " One night, all you gonna have with me is one night. "

One for hearing.

Two for realizing.

Three for his eyes widening.

Four for your lips meeting.

Needless to say, Baji Keisuke had that trouble taste, blood, cigarette and mint, he had that cold night ride's feel with wind in your hair when you know you shouldn't be out. His lips moved against yours, while his hands circled your waist and brought you closer. It all began the second he bit your lower lip, so your tongues could brush against each other, the next thing you knew your back was pressed against the car hood, your neck getting painted by red and purple marks.

-" Don't mark m-"

-" Focus on the feeling f'me, yeah? Good girl"

And for a second, everything stopped.

-" Wait ! " Leaning on your elbows, you had stopped him. " Did you just shushed me with a good girl ?"

-" I guess... ?" It was about gasoline and fire the minute he stretched that playful smile, about an explosion when his back suddenly hit the hood as you switched the positions in a minute of inattention, and about the heat of a thousand fires when you crashed your lips now leading the dance.

At some point, minutes and heated kisses later, grateful for the mist on the windows car for it was the only thing preventing any passerby to see your naked body, as he stripped you on the driver's seat. The desire flooding his body at the sight of your most secret parts competed with every one he has ever felt, for when his face buried in the crook of your neck and his hands reached to palm your breasts, he let go of all wheels, switching to the carnal rough instinct.

-" knew you were hot but this, Goddamn babe".

A breathed chuckle passed your lips and echoed in the car, along with a grunt of him as you rubbed your now bare crotch against his pants.

-" Say this once again and I'mma throw up on you ".

Ignoring you, Keisuke crashed you against his chest and took your lips in his. Flouting all the principles, teeth biting way too hard on your lips, hands lifting your hips to meet his bulge at a frenetic pace, because he knew no other than you could take him.

Who other than you could take him raw, untamed and uncaged? The one fist-fighting him behind closed doors, racing faster than his bike in the middle of the night, the one crying his name and coming all over his pants currently at a particular hard thrust of his bulge against her clit.

-" Fuck, that's it. Keep staining my pants, princess, keep cumming for me."

His praises helped you through your high, all along while he kept squeezing your breasts in a strength that would have anyone crying when you were only moaning his name in pure bliss.

Then it came, and it hit even harder than the first time. The minute he slipped inside you, the way your walls hugged him in, and-

-" Shit Kei... Deeper, I know you can go deeper !"

If he was in a movie then that is definitely where the fireworks would have exploded, hitting that damn spot inside you and having you biting his shoulder, you took him raw, took him as he came unwrapped and unleashed, the fingerprints on your hips, the biting marks on your neck, his wet and messy kisses on your lips, and even asked- no, demanded more. It hit hard because for once in a lifetime he had felt not only wanted but truly accepted.

-" look at you... Takin' my cock so fucking good- damn, love. You're gonna be the end o'mme !"

-" F-faster... Kei, feels so fucking good... 'm close !"

Pleas were swallowed in yet another mind-blowing kiss, chaos and bliss made one that night, in a hazy heated car, late night in the middle of a highway. Two bodies made one, then embodied mayhem and hell.

Through your hit and run to cloud nine, you exquisitely clenched around him while coming undone on him for the second time, arching your back and throwing your head, only for heaven to open its doors for him the next second.

With a gorgeous woman's naked body in front of him, what he couldn't take his eyes off was your face. How it contorted from pleasure, how your eyes shone bright even in the darkness of the night, the moan passed the swollen red lips were all he needed to fly.

Too deep engulfed in your tightening walls, he had groaned your name in loud moan before letting his head fall on the crook of your neck, high-riding like he had never done before.

-" Drain me, pretty girl. That's it, don't waste a single drop. "

He had panted against your skin, you laughed through your orgasm, collapsing against his chest, hearing how fast his heart was beating.

This is where the story ends, no happy ever after a single night, no second chances for the lost souls.

Or maybe...

-" I don't wanna hear about it. And you better find yourself a new vet, I'm not stepping inside that shop again. " Making your way out of the police station, when birds just started singing for the first sun rays, you had shouted without turning to peer at him.

He followed you on your way back to the main road since your car was home, hands shoved in his pockets totally ignoring Chifuyu behind both of you, standing still next to the police station's door.

-" That's what I get for bailing them out... "

Yet none of you actually paid attention to him, for when you reached a particular point, your back has been pressed against a tree.

-" what the fuck do you want again ?"

Only then have you noticed the change in his expression, the usual cocky spark in those bronze eyes was swallowed by a lost one, as if the man who spoke, openly, about your lovemaking on a highway to a policeman was light-years away now.

Those words he has been thinking about all the night in his cell danced across his clavicle, wrapped around his throat, that was the type of Adrenaline he wasn't a junkie of, the type of heartbeat he didn't liked, yet the one he knew he would get through, only for you.

-" That's not about the chase. "

His eyes watched you frown, tilting your head to the side, and God did he felt things when in so long he hadn't seen some interest in your eyes.

-" I might... You, might have been a challenge first. "

A scoff passed the barrier of your lips, disappointment stirring your guts to look away, but a rough hand grabbed your jaw and pulled your gaze back into his frowning one.

-" At first. But then, you... Shit" he ran a hand through his hair, frustrated, then took a step back thus releasing your face. You could see straight through the struggle he was facing and for a second thought he would give up, until he started talking again.

-" But you were just, there, everytime even when you weren't. No bitch ever had my heart beating this way, no bitch ever was worth risking to crash my bike, and you punched me-"

-" I don't see where you're tryna get at " you inquired, though wishful thinking was whispering dangerous somethings in your mind, life has slapped you way too much to got you hoping for anything.

Then something happened in the darkest corners of your fucked up mind, something about how the sun rays suddenly lightened him in the middle of nowhere, and how for the first time you'd faced a child and not a man, a sight way too holy and innocent for Baji Keisuke.

-" Look, it's probably gonna sound wrong, and I know you said I can only have one night with ya. "

A step closer, walls collapsing, hearts beating.

-" But I'm not as blind as to miss the best thing I could've had, when it's staring right back at me. And those fucking three words-"

-" Kei-"

-" Shut the fuck up".

Another step, his hand cupping your face.

Eyes on eyes, fire on ice, and his chest squeezing too much.

-" I'm not one to say those three fucking words, and neither are you. " Only a second where he took in the small smile tugging at the corner of your lips, before he resumed.

-" But I swear on my fucking life I'll make the pain better".

Guts stirring, hearts beating, hearts breaking.

-" And I'm not one to fear a storm, you'll have me on your back every time life's ready to pull another shit on you, 'cause we're like, ya know, crime partners. "

- " that sounds awful " you chuckled, a " tch" left his mouth as an answer, smiling, however.

-" I talked a lot, whatcha thinking ?"

To take the chance or not? To hop in a hell of a drive or not ?

And the last guards, remnants of a wall stumbled down, sunshine shining behind the clouds, like his teeth poking out of his toothy grin.

Out of his pocket, his hand took out-

-" Handcuffs?"

His smile grew wider, showing the handcuffs better between your two faces.

-" I'm not gonna ask how you met my mother, and you're not gonna ask how I managed to steel these handcuffs. "

Rare was the sight and the sound of a true laughter from you, one he knew he would like hearing more often despite how overwhelmed it got him feeling.

-" So whatcha say ? Me, this handcuffs, and your pretty pussy on my bed ?"

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So ! Writing this was kinda hard, like I said this the first time I wrote for Baji, and I hope I didn't kinda screwed him nor the depressed! Reader

Tell me what you think 'bout it honestly hon', and if you don't like it I'll try again, anything for you 😩

Requests : are still open, yet you gotta understand you'd have to wait a little time before getting it <3

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jinkicake · 2 years ago

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Woke up in a cold sweat and made a wild ass realization 🫠 albedo is like kenma’s cousin,,,,, like hhh they’re both short, smart and observant and very blunt, blonde, pretty boys, eyes that pierce your soul- like I HATE it here😭😭 bc i was thinking about the calling him daddy thing you wrote😔 and then albedo took up residence in my brain; saw someone say he would wear a maid outfit to tease you but then tail you in said outfit, and I’m so down😩💕 like when people see y’all roaming the streets of mondstat they’re like “oh they definitely top him, he’s so quiet and socially awkward” but rip lmao he has you wrapped around his pretty fingers😔😔 like it’s feeling like top leaning switch bc he prefers to preform experiments not be the test subject; HOWEVER if you can make him flustered he’s at your mercy. He’s so pretty it’s crazy like catch him early in the morning before he braids his hair and he looks like an angel, gunna bite the star on his neck as a treat. IK his thighs are nice like I just know it, perfect to suffocate me with 🥰 like he feels like he would just say out of pocket shit w a straight face and be like “you couldn’t tell it was a joke?” LMFAOOOO SIR bc you walk into the lab without a coat and he’s like “if you spill anything I’ll have to strip you down to decontaminate you” and when your like 😀😀he’s like haha just kidding!! Unless👀 like we already know his fingers are nice like I give it about 5 mins before your legs are quivering and he’s joke hmm let me write this down for future reference 😭 he’s a menace bc he would fuck you stupid in the back of the library and have you fully dressed when Lisa comes back and he’s like “ do you need anything? We were looking for a book” king of not getting caught actually. His fav place is his lab table or jeans desk. he’s a man on a mission, he’s gunna fill you up one way or another

the albedo kenma connection.... im connecting the dots....

kenma has the same va as akechi and albeo has the same va as saikis brother. same universe. there connection made. the pipeline is now complete!

youre trying to get railed by albedo in a maid fit?! you know what... i cant even say anything bc if it were kaeya or dare i say diluc i would 100% understand (oh here i go again making everything about kaeya im sorryyyy, i cant help it hes my baby) i understand completely

NO EXACTLY. EXACTLY PEOPLE WOULD THINK HES SUBBY AND QUIET BUT I KNOW ALBEDO CAN BE DOMINANT AND BOLD LIKE hes fucking crazy when he wants to be and when his s/o WANTS him to be..... (im sorry but the sneak diss of him being socially awkward made me spiiiiiit LOL thats too funny)

wahhh the mention of hair down albedo makes me breathless like bro is ethereal.... also dont mention thighs around me unless you want me to act like a fool! i feel like biting that mark (#albedoispartjoestarconfirmed) would make him lose his fucking mind like that would push him over the edge and send him straight into a messy ass session of using you for his own pleasure like he needs to satisfy his primal needs.... hmmm i kinda.... kinda dont hate that idea!

I love experiment smuts w albedo.... i need it like oxygen and water.....I FEEL LIKE HE IS THE TYPE TO RESEARCH AND TEST ON YOU!!!! he'd try different methods of pleasing you, essentially just edging you while trying out different moves w his fingers or his tongue or his.... teeehee you know.... and then writing down each of the methods and rating them and then figuring out which one you like the best while you quiver and shake on his cold ass table, bare naked like a specimen!!! youre falling apart at the seams because he refuse to let you finish, not until he gets his research all situated!!! ok thats enough for me i cant get in too deep or else ill explode!

honestly, bonus points if lisa hears you two in the library but pretended not to...... actually she can join in!!! i would let her join in!!! but also.... if anyone could get away with doing it in public it would be albedo

EEEEEEEK HE LIKES IT ON JEANS DESK.... him and diluc twinsssss!!!!

are you pulling for him on this banner?? have you gotten him already?

#sarahandoikawatalkshit #xiaos spicy almond tofu

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hooterhorror · 3 years ago

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Hiii!! I was wondering if I could maybe request a slasher matchup? (I can’t remember if I’ve already sent one to you or not omg my memory is so bad if I have please ignore this.)

Okok so I’m a Pisces sun, Cancer rising, and Libra moon. I’m an INFP-A. My pronouns are she/they.☺️

I have shoulder length wavy/curly dark brown hair, I think i’m around 5’4, I have green eyes, and I’m on the chubbier side with bigger hips and thighs. I’m definitely pale and only get tan on my arms. I love to crochet, draw, write, and I absolutely love to read.

I’m very quiet and have terrible social anxiety, but when I get to know someone I can become really outgoing! I am very self conscious & have lots of self esteem issues.😩I have a tendency to put others before myself and I have a very hard time saying no. I don’t have many friends but the ones I do have I’m extremely close with. I can get very talkative about my interests, and will ramble on for as long as someone will let me.😅 I’m definitely the therapist friend and I think people feel naturally comfortable around me. My friends tell me I’m very easy to get along with and that I’m really funny.

My style is pretty casual; usually just patchy bell bottoms, an oversized T-shirt and converse. I love to wear jewelry and I wear lots of bracelets, necklaces, and rings everyday. I love to make jewelry as well!☺️

In a partner I would definitely like to be with someone who will let me talk about my interests for however long I want to. I would want them to be able to probably relate to me, so when I talk about my issues or something they don’t get judgmental. For an ideal date, I don’t think I really have one! Maybe just going stargazing or hanging out or going on a walk or drive. I wouldn’t want anything too romantic, just being alone with them would be good enough for me.

Ahh thank you so much!! I love your blog!!❤️

it's been a hot second since I've written a matchup, so forgive me that I'm rusty!!

And HI BRI DEAR I HOPE U LIKE THIZ <3

I match you up with.....

Jason Voorhees !!

Jason sees your selfless behavior and falls in love.

Okay, maybe he was already crushing hard on you, but the way you take care of him... it just does something to him. it melts him.

You instill such soft feelings in him. at first it was confusing and unsettling, but even pam knew something about you was special

Jason sees your comfy clothes and gives you some of the old sweaters his momma knitted for him. they don't fit anymore, but they're perfect on you

he sees your jewelry and starts to make necklaces out of fishing line and things he finds on camp grounds

And he adores watching you make jewelry 🥺 it's where he picks up a general idea on how to do it, and starts surprising you with the stuff he's made

Jason is very sentimental. If you make him a bracelet or a necklace, he's keeping it forever.

he'd be downright distraught if something happened to it :(

Jason also sees your tendency to not look out for yourself and does not stand for it.

He urges you to go to sleep at a good time, and even promises to lay with you to sweeten the deal

Another thing Jason loves about you is your hair. He loves to run his fingers through it and watch it spring back into it's wavy shape

something about Jason playing with your hair is so relaxing....

Jason is also a very good listener

He's always paying very close attention to you when you're speaking. he takes in every word and soaks it in.

he remembers every little detail of a conversation, and he's nodding along so you know he's really invested

especially when you talk about something that really interests you!!

he thinks you're really adorable when you get excited :( he can't help but smile as you go on and on about it

If he finds anything pertaining to one of your interests whether in the forest or on a victim, he's very quick to pocket it. Walks back to the cabin with a hop in his step, very excited to show you his discovery

he loves your voice. it soothes him. maybe that has something to do with it!!

Because of Jason's... situation/nature, it's obvious you can't go on any kinda date.

but you want a date? he'll set up a picnic in his favorite spot. He'll make cute little sandwiches and break out some apple juice he always saves for a special occasion

and yes. Your dates are very special to him!!!

and yes it's just apple juice.

If there's a night where neither of you can sleep, he'll take you on a walk. Just you, him, nature, and the stars.

and the moon. she's cheering y'all on.

the moon ships Bri and Jason

Jason may not be able to tell you how amazing he thinks you are, but he can surely show you

his actions speaks thousands of words about how much he appreciates you. Every kiss and gentle hug just tells you how much you mean to him

Pam is very helpful in pointing out when you might be in a down mood

Jason will leave you alone if you do request, otherwise he'll be glued by your side

he'd do anything to make you feel better

and oh how his undead heart would break if you told him you were feeling subpar. Self conscious.

He knows the fight with self worth all too well

And he knows you can't force it! it takes time. years, even. But Jason will work tirelessly to make sure you eventually see yourself in the same light he sees you

You'll notice that hes somehow even more gentle with you after you open up to him

He's always treated you like you're priceless and he's afraid you'll break, but now his featherlight touches and kisses are filled with a lot more love. devotion. adoration.

He also loves picking u up btw. just saying.

like imagine being carried by this hunk!! through the forest!!

with your arms around his neck too? 🥺

God Jason is so lucky to have you. let alone have known you at all

and he knows this!

invite me to the wedding pls

#slashers #slasher #fluff #slasher x reader #jason voorhees x you #jason x you #jason voorhees x reader #jason x reader #friday the 13th #slashers x reader #slashers x you #slasher matchups #matchups #🗝️—marys matchups.#🧡bri.

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roguebotanist · 3 years ago

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Replies: Really Long Post Edition

This took me slightly longer than I meant, sorry! I didn’t realize that the addon that adds pre-formatted text post replies doesn’t work anymore. As a result, I did this by hand, so please bear with me if there’s any inconsistencies or forgotten comments.

Post: I’ve finished the first rotation, prepared some...

@nigmos replied: your neighborhood looks really nice!!

Thank you! I can’t take credit for most of it, since I’m only responsible for the 5th gen, but I think it’s coming along really nicely :-)

@tamtam-go92 replied: Holy, 10 households, that's like a big commitment! Dx

It’s not too bad, I can get through a rotation within a few irl days. I hope to pare down the number of households for the sake of future players, though, since most people are busier than I.

@mikexx2 replied: I’m still not over Penelope having 8 kids because of an ROS prompt 😩

That’s what happened to the Ortiz family too...I think I’m content playing my gen sans-ROS for now 😳

Post: First things first, Idella leaves the main...

@elfpuddle replied: My ROS would apologize for the Ortiz home, but it’s a bitch.

Lol, no hard feelings. I think I’ll keep my distance from ROS for now, though. And triplets + quads, though I can’t say I’ve ever been tempted to install that one...

Post: Despite the romantic ambiance of Triumph Gas...

@grimbunnies replied: Like his grandmother before him, he has not chemistry with anyone and strikes out at the gas station XD

I guess it’s just as much of a family tradition as selling lemonade! Also, side note: I know Erinella typically keeps to herself, but I was shocked to discover that she’s got triple bolts with a townie that I was considering for Olivia...guess I’ll cross that one off the list.

Post: Things are pretty uneventful until our dazzling...

@grimbunnies replied: It helps that this family probably isn't hurting for money now that we're on the fifth generation.

Not in the slightest. Even after Idella left with a good 110k in her pockets, the family is still loaded.

Post: I saw that there is a new Good Genes Challenge and...

@mikexx2 replied: That blond would fit right into my townie pool!

I can upload her if you’d like!

@sushigal007 replied: How EA made Nina and Dina for TS4.

I don’t think the theory holds up: TS4 could never sculpt cheekbones this angular :-P

Post: Hunter has a mediocre date with townie Judy...

@lurking-lilibeth replied: She rocks that hair

@elfpuddle replied: She rocks all the hair I’ve seen her in! Love that sim!!

@charmandersims reblogged: Yes Judy - first sim I've seen to not look ridiculous with that hair 🤣

I was determined to use it on at least one townie. Judy rocks it, I agree!

Post: Now that we’ve finished with the main household...

@elfpuddle reblogged: I’m hoping for a much happier life for him. My ROS was cruel.

Me too. I don’t intend to micromanage, but I hope to be a good influence on him :-) I’d assign that role to Sienna, but, well, you know her. Those Kellers are cold-blooded.

@simgigglegirl replied: Keep the details please! Helps people like me that can't always stay on track how this round robin is doing.

Noted! I’ll probably do a poll once I finish posting round 1 in order to gauge the general opinion on my formatting choices. I should probably start tagging by household, for one.

Post: Ah, the Toyonaga/Winter household. Both Nicholas...

@elfpuddle reblogged: I gave them to you pregnant? Oh, goodness! This house suffered as much as Zach did in ROS. Again, I'd apologize, but it isn't my fault; dice hate me, and ROS is just a computer dice roll.

Yep, the pregnancy definitely wasn’t my doing. No need to apologize- though ROS wrought chaos on the neighborhood, the different situations it left everyone in helps to keep things interesting.

Post: I’m feeling like a pretty incompetent player at...

@sterina-sims replied: I love this, lmao. This is the same energy my game has, utter chaos! Don't feel incompetent haha

Don’t worry, when I managed to recover every sim (even the pregnant one!) from deep red needs post-fire, I changed my mind about my competence. Now I’m the #1 world’s best sims player. Do they make trophies for that? (In all seriousness, utter chaos is my preferred playstyle too. I always chicken out when I think sims are going to die, though)

Post: …the birth of Suzette Toyonaga! I intended to...

@elfpuddle reblogged: Just like Ash Huckleberry! I'm suddenly very jealous that I had no sims born during house disasters!

I can’t believe I didn’t draw that parallel! What’s next, a baby born during a burglary? An alien abduction?

Post: Not long after, Camylla and Camyron age up to...

@elfpuddle reblogged: (I have a spreadsheet with all the traits in it, if you’d like…)

Thank you! I would, that’d be very helpful. I made space for traits in my own, but of course I forgot to do the whole “filling it out” part :-/

#replies

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Godddd I'm glad they wore their previous fits to Daegu, because I would simply not survive another new and ILLEGAL outfit from Seonghwa.

EXACTLY MMMH COVER JUSEYO or better a mash up of Move and Mmmh I'm just saying I have a vision okay. I saw Mingi destroyed people it's not the first time and I'm not surprised because Mingi I'M LOOOOOKING 👁👁

Lmao your scenario, as long as he doesn't ditch me or scream into my ear we can hang out. And what are we talking about?

Makes me wanna rewatch TVD tbh lol. To me it was a perfect mixnbetween Twilight and True Blood - have you seen it? Twilight was very PG despite everything and their vamps were laughable, TB went all in and it was explicit. TVD had both, teenage angst, love triangles, angst, but more sex and blood just like TB.

SPOILER ALERT: Okay so you mean who was "A" in PLL? MULTIPLE FUCKING PEOPLE worked on the A team, but the main baddie was - brace yourself - Spencer's BR'I'SH LOST EVIL TWIN?!?! I thought the ending to Gossip Girl was ridiculous and out of pocket, but this reveal was much worse, so anticlimactic. But the show was crazy like seriously killing people left and right and in the weirdest way? Kidnapping, torturing, assaulting

It's Seonghwa affecting me, I'm going crazy, he's cringy amd cheesy and so am I now, that's why we're #married.

The Bad Prosecutor is on my looooooong watch list, how do you like it?

When Seonghwa mentioned they crossed paths with Taemin and greeted each other... we will never see it. At least they stood next to Minho on camera!

Yes yes SM THIS RIGHT HERE!!! Go full spooky please. Some of the photos reminded me of Wuthering Heights, when she was in that white dress, the potential was so biiiiiig. The apple, she's like the Snow White villain

I know that Jongho recommended Tomorrow on his PM, so 👀 seriously lol, but the hips didn't lure me instantly, on the contrary I got into Hwa because of his softness 😩💝

I know there are a lot of pairings in your villain fic and I don't mind it, I love a slow burn! But there's only ONE TRUE PAIRING REMEMBER THAT. Ooof yeah I'm bracing yourself for so many funerals...

More sinister songs with a sick beat, please! I love when they start slow, almost seductive but then explode, Taste's dance break is gonna slap sooooo hard. Reminds me of Sunmi's Heroine, her voice at the beginning 😳 and then we go dancing

BAEK FANSITE ERA PLSSSSS l. You

My friends said TMA was a shitshow and I could even tell from the screen, but it was nice to see everyone. Daegu was cool though! Friends were so overwhelmed I can't blame them, so many pretty people to look at

Us Also I live for the I.N sign next to it uwu

WHY SO FCUKEN CUTE WHEN LOOKING LIKE THAT - and a praying circle for Cyberpunk Halloween performance. Also I'm obsessed with this and I need to give him a smooch I'm afraid... - DV 💖

hi hello!!! this is so late i was busy liking wooyoung’s biting tweets <3

Godddd I'm glad they wore their previous fits to Daegu, because I would simply not survive another new and ILLEGAL outfit from Seonghwa.

no bc they looked so good 😭😭 NO SERIOUSLY IF HE WORE SOMETHING ELSE I WOULD NOT HAVE SURVIVED 😭😭😭🔫

EXACTLY WHEN ARE WE GETTING IT PARK SEONGHWA U GOM WE NEED THE MMMH OR PEACHES COVER RIGHT NOW,,, omg him covering move or want, mmmh or nothing on me (with ribbons <3) OMF PLS SONG MINGI IS A MAN OF ART IM FHQKDJWK EVERY STAGE THIS MAN IS A WHORE MY EYES WIDE OPEN FOR HIM WE ARE L O O K I N G he rly had it all 😭😭😭😭

Lmao your scenario, as long as he doesn't ditch me or scream into my ear we can hang out. And what are we talking about?

LMFAOOOO FQMDBALBFAM i would like to believe u guys were talking about how to escape the house but he walked too close and u did the squint and asked him to “dont walk too close to me u coward” fbwndbns

ive only watched the first twilight movie i could not make it past the first 😭😭😭 AND NO I HAVENT I LOOKED IT UP ITS QUITE A OLDER ONE,,, pls twilight was def so laughable but carlisle cullen 👁👁 I CANT FIND THE EDIT I WANTED I TRIED FOR AN HOUR ISGABGSKS IT WAS THE BEST ONE BUT I WILL FIND IT but tvd,,, this edit made me want to watch it bc how is he so pretty fbsndsn

A OR X WHATEVER IT WAS,, A WHOLE TEAM?????????? STOPPPP WHAT THE FUCK IM SORRY I JUST WATCHED THE ENDING AND DBWNBDWK WHAT JUST HAPPENED 😭😭😭😭😭😭 KILLING SM PEOPLE HOW WAS THIS ALLOWED ON A SHOW BACK IN THE DAY FHWJDHWK STOP ITS SO FUN BUT SO CHAOTICALLY WEIRD 😭😭😭

It's Seonghwa affecting me, I'm going crazy, he's cringy amd cheesy and so am I now, that's why we're #married.

AMEN TO THIS !!!! AMEN !!!!

The Bad Prosecutor is on my looooooong watch list, how do you like it?

it’s actually better than what i expected, i watched ep 3 and i thought that was big but then i watched ep4 aNd WENT WILD FOR A LITTLE WHILE THE ACTING OF EVERYONES REALLY REALLY GOOD SOLID 9/10 ATM FOR ME

When Seonghwa mentioned they crossed paths with Taemin and greeted each other... we will never see it. At least they stood next to Minho on camera!

EXACTLY THAT SM PLS HIRE ME AS UR MV DIRECTOR 😭😭😭 WILL MAKE BIG BANK AND HAVE SOLID CB’S GUARANTEED,,, omg no bc the concept photos are better than the mv itself,,, the art behind it was so so stunning only if we saw that same energy being put into the mv,,, NO UR SO RIGHT HER AND SHE COULD EASILY PLAY THE PSYCHO MALEFICENT

I know that Jongho recommended Tomorrow on his PM, so 👀 seriously lol, but the hips didn't lure me instantly, on the contrary I got into Hwa because of his softness 😩💝

jongho is a soohyuk stan idc idc this man has TASTE seonghwa’s shakira hips didn’t WORK on u BUT IT DID DURING DV HUH 🔫🔫🔫

I know there are a lot of pairings in your villain fic and I don't mind it, I love a slow burn! But there's only ONE TRUE PAIRING REMEMBER THAT. Ooof yeah I'm bracing yourself for so many funerals...

bestie the pairings u would not expect bdwnbdkw just know seonghwa is getting married to someone when he meets y/n <3 y/n was exiled <3 soohyuk as his father <3 dark magic <3 its reallt cute bc y/n always wears black and has a huge hat that covers her face and then theres hwa and his family who participate in activities whole theres that looming darkness in the bacK FHWKFHWKD ONE TRUE PAIRING WBFKWB I TRULY WONDER WHO THAT IS FHENFJN a lot of funerals, flashbacks, the pain 🤌🏼😮‍💨

here is a little spoiler 🤲🏼

“i do not trust anyone in this palace, not you, not me.”

“and why is that?“ you hear his shoes clack against the wood.

“…because i’ve seen lies change….i’ve seen truths change.” you pause to lean back, eyes on the glamorous chandelier that twinkled as the wind it grazed it gently. “…i’ve seen god change.”

“but if you changed,” you whisper, eyes stuck on that one teardrop diamond that twinkled at you. “i would cease to exist, your majesty.”

EXACTLY!!!!!!! ALL OF THAT !!!!! WHEN ITS SLOW AND TRANSITIONS INTO SEXY AND THEN BOOM VILLAIN 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 MORE OF THAT PLS omg do u remember history’s might just die 😮‍💨🤲🏼 WHEN WILL THOSE DAYS COME BACK omg sunmi’s heroine is so nostalgic,,, her vocals were truly the best there idk if she’ll ever come back to that but truly the best era,,, if u have any good those type of song recs 🤲🏼🤲🏼 i would say! imagine dragon’s bad liar relates to our villain fic!!

BAEK FANSITE ERA PLSSSSS l. You

BRMQBDKQDHKW I WILL TAKE MY DSLR AND I WILL BECOME AN FANSITE IM NOT EVEN GONNA LIE IM GONNA ZOOM IN EXCESSIVELY JUST TO GET THE HIP THRUSTS FOR U

it honestly looked like 😭😭 i heard a lot ppl said and even in the performances the camera work was absolutely shitty, they didn’t even capture the transitions for songs for so many groups properly and zoomed out in the best times 😭😭😭 RHWNDBSM DAEGU FESTIVAL SEEMED TO MUCH FUN FROM THE KAI PURPLE ERA TO WOOYOUNGS CLAP BACK FBFBFH LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT IT BUT????? MF ATEEZ ALREADY WERE ON THEIR WAY HOME WE NEVER GOT THE END STAGE WHERE THEY COULD HAVE HELD KAIS HAND I WOULD LOST MY SHIT WHEKQJDKQ

Us Also I live for the I.N sign next to it uwu

hwa i.n interactions WHEN

WHY SO FCUKEN CUTE WHEN LOOKING LIKE THAT - and a praying circle for Cyberpunk Halloween performance. Also I'm obsessed with this and I need to give him a smooch I'm afraid... - DV 💖

nO BC HOW DARE THIS MAN,, this man is so embarrassing i want

I WOULD like to side line hwa for a second BC SONG MINGI IS 😭😭😭😭

AND THIS???? THIS ATINY DESERVES EVERYTHING

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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