#he go spspsp at them…

[vampstel]

Random OC fact of the day: Ares is scared of creatures that are smaller than him because he’s afraid of hurting them. He has a personal rule that whenever he holds pets or babies, he has to wear mittens otherwise his claws might injure them.

Despite his fear, he thinks small creatures and tiny things in general are cute and should be cherished. He’s silly :3

[david-tennant-addict]

Spspsp I checked ur info n such could you do nsfw alphabet of engineer pretty please and danke i love mein hard hatted liebe very much 🫶🏻

OF COURSE OMG I love engie! He deserves more credit!

Engineer NSFW Alphabet

————MINORS DNI————-

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s the absolute sweetest! He’ll make sure you’re ok, clean, well hydrated and fed.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Just like heavy he likes his hands because of what they can make and do 😏. He likes his partners voice. Just the way they say his name makes him melt

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to cum inside. He likes the thought of a family 😊

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes bondage…on himself

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has experience and knows what he’s doing. I mean he’s a man with 11 PHD’s

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl/ reverse cowgirl. It’s self explanatory

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He likes to get a chuckle in once and awhile

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s pretty groomed but still hairy

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very intimate when he’s in the mood or jealous

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Not often unless he’s pent up

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He likes to overstimulate you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His workshop or in bed

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seducting him with your voice or wearing something he likes

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won’t make you bleed

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a solid 8/10 and likes to give rather than receive

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He likes to usually go at a medium pace but it depends on his mood or motivation

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He likes to do them once in a while

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn’t mind but as long as no one catches them

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2 rounds and he lasts for 3 minutes

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He’s up to it but he doesn’t own any but he can make some if he wanted to

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be unfair if he needs to be

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a grunted so a 4/10

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes to slap your ass

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s about 6 inches long

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s a 6/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

About 5 minutes after he’s made sure you’re ok

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I hope you liked this!

[iamthecomet]

Hey spspsps

Imagine this

Mountain grabbing Dew or Rain's face while he's pounding into them, forcing them to look at the both of them in the mirror while growling. "Look at what you're making me do to you, you've made me such a fucking mess." Since he's in the middle of a rut and dew (or rain) ... both? Decided to pay him a visit while dressed in a very very short lil dress thats sparkly

Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeahhh.

Dew knew he was going to get something for showing up at Mountain's door like this. Skin tight sparkling dress, half hard cock beneath it on full display. Eyelashes full and dark courtesy of the girls. Soft pink lipstick swept over his lips. He knows how he looks--pretty. Knows how powerless Mountain is to resist him like this. What he didn't account for was the stench of rut pouring from Mountain's room. Damp earth. Sour sweet. Sex. Mountain had reached forward, grabbed Dew by the gaping neckline of the dress and hauled him into his room, slamming the door so hard the windows rattled. Since then, Dew's heard no less than six pops from the seams of the Aurora's dress. His first, and only thought, is that she is going to kill him. Mountain is going to ruin this dress--and Dew is going to end up buried in the backyard. It's also the last thought Dew has for a while. Mountain doesn't waste any time shoving him to the ground in front of the mirror hanging on his closet door. He rucks the dress up, spits on his own fingers, and then shoves two of them deep into Dew with little warning. The sound Mountain makes when he realizes Dew is already prepped and ready for him makes something in Dew's bones ache. After that--Dew forgets how to think about anything other than sensation. Mountain's fingers fucking into him roughly, dragging over his prostate as he grinds his dick into the small swell of Dew's ass. Dew looks up, meets Mountain's eyes in the mirror. He opens his mouth to say something--to tell Mountain he's ready maybe. "Shut up," Mountain growls. He grabs a fistful of the dress--bunched up on the small of Dew's back and yanks. And Dew wants to tell him to be careful for his sake, but he can't. His tongue won't form the words and he doesn't really want it anyway. He's adrift on the scent of Mountain's pheromones. On how small he feels pinned in Mountain's hands. He tips his head forward, a curtain of hair falling down around his face. Mountain scissors his fingers and Dew whines. He's ready when Mountain decides he is--Dew has no sense of how long that takes anymore. He's been floating on the harsh sensation of Mountain fingering him open. On the rough drag of his fingers over Dew's prostate. On the way Mountain clings to this sparkly dress like it's the only thing keeping them both tethered to the ground. The press of the blunt head of Mountain's cock against him wakes him up though. He drags his eyes upward, looks at himself in the mirror. His face is flushed red, shiny with sweat. Lipstick smeared in the corner of his mouth. The space under his eyes already smudged black from the mascara. One of the skinny straps of the dress has slipped down Dew's shoulder, dropping the neckline just enough to reveal a pale pink nipple, and the sliver ring through it. He looks debauched--used--and Mountain hasn't even stuck his dick in him yet. The dress is tucked up high enough now that Dew sees his cock kick the mirror. It hangs heavy between his legs. Red and dripping pre onto the floor. He aches from lack of stimulation, but that's quickly outweighed when Mountain pushes inside of him. Dew keens. He flexes his fingers on the floor and tries to find something to grab onto. Mountain bottoms out in one slow thrust that has him tipping his head back and growling. Dew drags his eyes away from his own ruined face and up to Mountain. He's naked now--Dew doesn't know when that happened. Golden hued skin damp with sweat. Dew watches the muscles in Mountain's stomach flex as he pulls back.

The force of his next thrust cracks Dew's forehead off of the mirror. Dew barely feels it. To wrapped up in the sudden rough pace Mountain's setting. He whines, and Mountain hauls him up. Cups one hand around his middle and the other under his jaw. Dew holds onto him, one hand locked onto each of Mountain's forearms like that's going to ground him somehow. He has no leverage, no way to push back to grind against him. He can only take it. He never wants it to end.

Dew has never felt smaller. More breakable than this. Mountain fucks into him with hard measured thrusts and Dew can't think about anything except the drag of Mountain's cock over his prostate, or the way his pre is soaking into Aurora's dress. Mountain thumbs over Dew's exposed nipple and Dew goes lax in his arms, head tipping back against Mountain's shoulder. Each thrust punching little whines from Dew's lungs. With the other hand Mountain grips Dew's jaw hard, and pulls his head up holds it still. "Look at you," Mountain rumbles in Dew's ear. "Look what you're making me do to you. You've made me such a fucking mess." Dew's looking. Looking at the mascara tracks running down his face. The lipstick mostly gone except where it's smeared on his chin. Looking at the way Mountain's hair is plastered to his forehead. At the deep blush on his cheeks. He's looking at how small he looks pressed against Mountain's broad frame like this.

"Touch me," Dew begs, "please." "Touch yourself if you want to cum so badly," Mountain growls, turning his head to bite harshly at the shell of Dew's ear. "But we're not done until I am."

[sukirichi]

HI SUKI !!!! omg i just saw your selfship art with naoya ?! screaming rn bc u guys r so pretty 🥺 OK SO. question one: what does he have your contact name as in his phone ?? AND TWO OOO oo. you two are stuck in a cave. help is on their way and will be there in about 2 days! all you have is each other and a backpack stuffed with snacks and other supplies that you would take on a regular hiking trip. what are you two doing in the meantime ? how are you two keeping each other warm / what are the sleeping positions ??? how are the snacks distributed.. are you guys going exploring … etc !!!!! ^ ^ <3

HALLO ZEVIE !! oh yes my beloved naoki art, thank you, i’m so flattered you think we’re pretty 🥹🫶🏻 ooOooooh he has me as ‘wife 💓’ in his contact name, simple yet sweet!

omg realistically if we were stuck in a cave for two days, i think naoya would throw a fit on why people take so long to rescue us but then go like, “wait, i don’t need rescuing. i’m a capable man,” so he just goes around looking for whatever we can use to make our stay more comfortable! he’s starting fires, boiling water, cleaning up the cave so we can comfortably put down our sleeping bags. i won’t really do anything ofc, i just sit there and admire him and he lets me just be still and look pretty <3 we are vv princess treatment here!! hMMM i think to keep each other warm we would huddle really close by the fire he’s made, but then he’d insist that i just go on his lap n wrap my arms around him for maximum body heat sharing 💫

when we sleep, he’d drag my sleeping bag closer to him and whine that i’m tok far away for his liking spspsps and then later he’d drag me inside his sleeping bag and hide his face on my neck. he’s a clingy man :( the snacks, well... he’d give most of them to me and insist that i eat plenty bcos he doesn’t want me going hungry !! but i would be stubborn and shove the snacks in his mouth bcos he needs to eat too and we share whatever we have 💓 i think i’d wanna go exploring but naoya would be against it n tell me to just stay inside so i never get in harm’s way 🌷

[ererokii]

spspsp can i request a aot hc or fic where the reader finds out about annie being the female titan and is absolutely scared of her, breaking annie’s heart 🥺

pspsps this broke my heart writing 

The devastation of the 57th expedition hit everyone

It left you confused, helpless and small. You really didn’t know what to do

Your squad was hit hardest, luckily you were the only member who survived and connected with the Levi squad last second

Even before the female titan hit them, you rambled about the 15 meter monster that wiped your squad out

Of course, Levi trusted your word and took you into his squad for the remainder of the expedition

After the failed attempt of capturing the female titan, you watched as yet again another set of squad members get brutally killed in front of you

With no choice, you had to fight against her with Eren by your side

Luckily, Levi and Mikasa arrived shortly after she won the fight and bit Eren’s nape off

Needless to say, after that expedition, you weren’t the same as you were before

Nightmare after nightmare swallowed you whole, you were starting to lose it

If only Annie was beside you

Annie was one of your closest comrades during your training years

You fought beside her in the battle of trost 

She was there (surprisingly) by your side in the barracks when you’d wake up, screaming for the nightmares to be over

She was your rock, your shoulder to cry on. It shocked everyone, even yourself at her sudden change of behavior when it came to you

It was like if her cold demeanor meant nothing to you

When you found out she was heading with the military police, you thought about following in her footsteps before rethinking and going towards the Survey Corps instead.

Once the commander took notice of the female titan and Eren’s required presence to the Military police, Erwin put things together

You, Mikasa, Eren and Armin were put in a group to find out if it was true

“We believe the female titan is none other than Annie Leonhart.”

“How can you say that?!” you yelled, standing up abruptly from your seat. “How can you accuse Annie of doing that?! She’s been in the interior! How can she possibly cause all of that death?!”

“Sit down.” Levi demanded, keeping his eyes trained on your shaking body. Deciding it was best to listen rather than disobey, you sat down, clenching your fists on your thighs as you squeezed your eyes shut

This wasn’t real, it couldn’t be real

Annie was in the interior with her new comrades, it was impossible for her to be outside the walls

The plan was simple. Mikasa, Armin and Eren would wait while you stayed in a secluded spot to wait for Annie.

When the plan began, you kept your hood covering the majority of your face as you fiddled with the straps of your uniform, your heart pounding out of your chest.

Footsteps were near as a head of blond hair passed by.

“A-Annie!”

She stopped as she immediately looked in the alleyway, taking notice of your getup. “Y/N..? What are you doing here?” she whispered and looked both ways before running in, wrapping her arms around you.

She tensed up when she felt the hardness of gear under your raincoat as you lifted it, showing the gear that confirmed her answer

“What are you doing out here? Why are you wearing that?”

“Eren..he’s being summoned by the Capital and we’re going to help him escape. Jean is in his place. You know this area like the back of your hand. We need your help. I need you, Annie.” you grabbed her cold hand in yours, bringing it to your chest in desperation. “Please Annie. I need you.”

After moments of silence she quietly nodded, not shaking your hand off 

When you reconnected with Armin and them, Annie was leading you through the quiet town of Stohess

You were walking beside her, your hand brushing against hers

The trio behind you made small talk about Jean being Eren’s replacement. It was amusing to say the least, but it couldn’t calm your nerves

When the tunnel was in sight, you followed the trio as you descended down the steps then froze when you noticed Annie wasn’t following you

“Annie? What are you doing?”

“You said I needed to lead you through town.”

“You did! And we need your help underground!”

“I can’t, the deal is off.”

You stayed silent as you watched Eren and Armin interact with her. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, something was off.

“Annie,” you called out for her, walking up one step. “Why are you stopping?”

She stays silent as she stares as you, her expression changing as she let out a terrifying laugh.

Moments of banter she brings her hand up to her mouth

“Y/N!!”

A hand grabbed you by your elbow and tugged you down as a bolt of lighting hit the ground where she once stood

Fumes of smoke filled the area as you stayed at the last step, ignoring your friends call for you

You couldn’t believe her

Here she was, the female titan that murdered numerous people from the Survey Corps. Murdered friends, comrades and innocent people.

Annie from the inside stared at your heart breaking expression, her stone cold eyes softening at the glistening substance falling from your eyes

“Annie..” you whispered, taking a step back before shaking your head as you ran after the trio.

The female titan bent down and reached her hand inside the tunnel, trying her best to grab one of you, hoping its you.

Hopefully, she could talk it with you

But by the looks of it, she wasn’t going to see you again

[jumpinagain-a]

you stand in the doorway, just watching mark work. carefully reaching for equipment. a perfect simulation of muscle memory, you think. it was easy to believe; mark was the head engineer, he still existed whenever you closed your eyes.

but you don't close your eyes, instead you let a gloved hand fall on the doorframe, just enough to alert him to your presence. you gesture your head down to his project, an open invitation (if not a demand) that he tell you what he's doing. mark talks enough for the both of you, anyway. (hope this works!!)

THERE WAS A VERY SOFT NOISE. Mark looked up, and beamed. “Hello, Captain,” he greeted, happy to have company. The Captain rarely announced themself with more than the slightest things. It used to scare him — he kind of thought they got a kick out of that. He was more used to it now that they’d been around for … however long they’d been around. Time got away from you in space!

He glanced down at the mess of circuits and wires all over the floor, and then back up at the Captain. “Oh! Yeah. I’m just tweaking some stuff. See, the Computer has been having some trouble catching commands in the reactor core area. You know, with all the fwoosh spspsps fire sounds? So I was testing if the audio sensitivity was too high or too low. And then I decided to replace the audio chip entirely, so I had to make one from scratch, and then I realized the audio chip was going to be the wrong size for the new sensitivity program I wanted to implement, and then —”

He took in his workspace like it was the first time he was seeing it, and gave a rueful chuckle. “Well. I guess I let it get away from me.” He shrugged wide and easy, grinning. “Whoops! I promise I’ll have this cleaned up soon.” He turned fully to face them, eyes bright and eager. “Did you need something, Captain? Or are you just making the rounds?”

[missed-the-skeleton]

spspsp ari do you think the heaven spamton talks so much about has anything to do with the church in Hometown and what it would look like if it got dark world-ed

I honestly don’t understand Spamtom at all. And there’s close to no info of the chuch. Having that said, I think heaven is a metaphor of what he is currently going through (as in mentally). Maybe it’s connected to Jevil’s vision of being “free”. It’s highly likely that one of the places that will be dark world-ed will be the church since it’s such a great opportunity, and it’s likely that we’ll find out a lot about the character’s state there, but knowing how Toby has been so far...

I don’t think we’ll get any answers any time soon, and maybe we will never have them.

He speaks of communicating with someone and there’s a phone call that’s very sus when he’s out of it. All the beings with smiles... I dunno, man, there’s so much to uncover I don’t even know where to begin with.

[cathwritestragediesnotsins]

could i possibly have,, a mha and hq ship ajajaj (SURPRISE ME I LOVE EVERY CHARACTER) i'm an i/enfp, no gender preference, 7w6, i love music, musical theatre, studying (SHHHH it's fun if you let it be ajajajj), singing, and reading. i honestly want to be with someone who makes me a better person if that makes sense?? i want that person to build me up, you know?? i want to be the best version of myself spspsp, they definitely need to know my social cues (i literally can't say no) so they (1??)

(2/2)  -know when to say it for me, you know? they definitely need to ask me twice before agreeing because i end up doing too much and burning myself out smh 😩😩 oh and they also gotta remind me where i put my things or help me find it. and also i take 40 minute showers (and that's on losing track of time) and they gotta get used to it lmao UHALFUIAHLUIFI OKAY THAT'S ALL I LOVE YOU CATH I HOPE YOU'VE BEEN DOING GOOD!!!! TAKE CARE FKAUUAILCIUCHLAI I LOVE YOU BABES AND I HOPE YoU'VE HAD A GOOD DAY EHFEH

HELLO DEAREST YES, YOU ABSOLUTELY MAY HAVE A SHIP I HOPE THESE ARE OK!!!

Haikyu: I ship you with Tsukishima

Ok, this one was actually really hard. Like, I couldn’t decide between Saltishima, Kiyoko and Sugamama so I just went with my gut. 

You + Our salty french fry = instant OTP (just add water)

Like, obviously, y’all got them sunshine baby and unapproachable bitch vibes going on that everyone loves. And congratulations you get to be literally the only person Tsukki is soft for! (except Yami) Like, imagine, you with all your friends and ur adorable personality and him with his one friend and his god-awful personality and no one can figure out why you two are dating?? Iconic.

He just thinks you’re the cutest thing ever?? and feels an overwhelming urge to take care of you?? Ugh, yes. Where’s my partner to adore me like Tsukki would adore you?? Honestly.

And like, rest assured, he would play nice with your friends and tolerate them for your sake but you are his TOP priority so as soon as you start to feel a little worn out or run down? He be like “Fuck those bitches” and then he’s dragging you to your room to aggressively snuggle you.And trust me, he’ll know when you’re needing some support. Boy is really good at reading people and insanely attuned to your needs specifically. 

He might not always be the softest or come off as the most supportive but he makes sure you’re taken care of and that’s how he shows his love

BNHA: I ship you with Todoroki

Ok, hear me out. This might not seem like the perfect match right away but when you think about it I feel like it really does make sense. Like, you’re such a loving and caring and sweet person and that is EXACTLY what Shouto needs, like, we all know boy is touch starved and deprived of love and human connection so imagine him having a gf like you who just cherishes him?? and is so good to him?? Ah yes, so wholesome.

Not to mention, Sho can be very blunt which would be good for situations where you aren’t taking proper care of yourself. Like, someone asks you for help with something when you’re already stressed? “Sorry, She can’t. We have plans” or “Ellie needs some time to herself, please figure it out on your own or find someone else to help you”

Like, he doesn’t mean to be rude but he just gets very protective of you and wants to make sure that you’re being taken care of while you’re busy taking care of everyone else <3

Just, overall, the support is top tier. Relationship goals.

Hope you like these! Remember to take care of yourself. Ily and I hope you have an amazing dayyyyy!!!

[jongpleasure]

Hongjoong X Reader (SMUT) -

☆Public Sex Series: Recording Studio☆

Series Masterlist~

WARNINGS: Exhibition, pet names, Oral fixation, slight praise, slight dumbification, Very obedient reader uwu. Ur being recorded the whole time-, slight nipple play, mentions of them all joining in spspsps. Joongie 🤧. Low key just wanted to kill my friends with this- Female Reader.

WORD COUNT: 3.8k+

SUMMARY: Reader was being needy and just wanted attention. Well... They got his attention plus more-

You sigh softly, your body sprawled out across the not-so-comfy black couch in the recording studio. You were beyond bored because you had seen each member come and go into the recording studio. You wanted to do something other than watch them record their lines. Of course, you enjoyed listening to their talent, but you just wanted to do something exciting. Your eyes slowly find their way to Hongjoong, who was currently recording his members' lines for their newest song. 

"Joongie~" You pout softly, sitting up with your hands gripping the couch slightly. The headphones on his head kept him from hearing your initial pout, making you puff your cheeks out and stand up. You waddle your way behind him, wrapping your arms around him and once again letting off a pouty whine. "Jooooongiiee~" You whine out, squeezing him tightly to make sure he heard you this time. Hongjoong sighs softly, pulling off one side of his headphones so he could hear you. "Yes baby?" Hongjoong asked, looking back at you slightly. The member in the room, San, was staring at you two through the glass window of the recording booth. You smile triumphantly as you place a small peck on Hongjoong's forehead. "How long until you're done Joongie?" You ask, smiling down at your boyfriend. Hongjoong simply shrugs, turning back to face the recording booth and motioning San to resume singing. Hongjoong presses a few buttons to allow the music to play and for him to record. "It just depends on how fast we can finish this baby." Hongjoong says, putting his headphone back on to focus back on San. You let off a soft huff, a bit pouty that you weren't getting the attention you wanted. He's been busy for the past two weeks and it's been a hot minute since you two have done anything in the sex department. You just wanted something to relieve his, and your own, stress. 

An idea soon found its way into your mind, a smile forming on your face. You wanted to wait just a bit so your plan could go flawlessly. You make your way to the couch, sitting down, and for the time being, waiting patiently. After a bit, San finished up with his lines, walking out of the recording studio and talking to Hongjoong for a quick moment before walking out of the room. Hongjoong was about to call for another member, but you quickly interrupted by getting up and walking over to him. He stares at you for a moment, a bit confused. You plop yourself down onto his lap, facing him and your hands on his shoulders. "Baby… I told you we can't." He says, his hands naturally finding their place on your waist, his thumbs rubbing circles on your sides. You simply hum, smiling down at him innocently. "I'm not doing anything though… I just found a seat I like." You comment, bringing one of your hands up to run them through his hair. It naturally pushed his headphones off, making them hang around his neck effortlessly. "I know what your trying to do Baby. Now get up." Hongjoong mumbles, lifting you up ever so slightly. You hold your ground though, tugging his blue hair ever so slightly to keep yourself planted on him.

A soft grunt comes from him as his eyes turn dark. "You're playing with fire…" He mumbles, looking over to the cracked open door for just a moment before looking back at you. He was trying to look for any signs of you jumping off your high horse, but was amused to find that you didn't want to. "I'm staying…" You huff, cheeks puffed out in a pouty matter. Hongjoong chuckles softly. "Fine. Since you want to so badly baby…" He says, tapping your thighs slightly. "Go in the recording booth." He demanded, his eyes dark as he spoke. You stare at him, a faint blush on your face as you slide off his lap and quickly make your way into the recording booth. You look at him through the window, not knowing what exactly to do when you were in there. You watch him as he pressed a few buttons, his eyes on the panels in front of him for a moment. He stood up soon after, setting his headphones down and making his way into the room. You then quickly noticed the red light on above you next to the sign "RECORDING" which was also lit up as well. 

Hongjoong closes the door behind him before stepping up to you, forcing you against the glass of the recording booth, his eyes still dark as he smirks.

"W-Why does it say recording?" You ask, breaking the slight silence between you two. He chuckles softly,bringing his face close to yours. "You wanted to so bad baby… And maybe you can use the audio for yourself." He coos at you, his hands resting on your sides again as he closes the space between you two, his lips crashing onto yours in an instant. You hum softly into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck almost instinctively as his hands find their way to your ass, gripping it roughly. After about a minute, he pulls away, soft pants coming from both of you as he chuckles. "You're enjoying this so much baby and i have barely done anything at all." He teases, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist, but he was completely right. Your brain was already in shambles as you leaned your head back against the glass. Your breaths were already heavy and hot. Your pussy was also already dripping with need, soaking your underwear even when you still had everything on. It was getting hot. A deep chuckle rumbles from Hongjoong as he looks at you, his face once again close to yours as he takes in your expression for a moment. "You already looked so fucked out over a kiss baby. I can just leave you like this." He says, pulling his face away, still staring down at you with a smirk plastered on his face. All you could manage was a soft whine, your arms keeping him from pulling away too far from you.

"N-No…" You mumble softly, your eyes averting from his gaze. He tilts his head, almost acting stupid in this scenario as he clicks his tongue. "No' what? You can't just tell me 'No' and expect me to know what you want babygirl." Hongjoong coos, still smiling innocently at you. You let off another whine, attempting to pull him close while your arms were wrapped around his neck. "I'm not going to give you what you want unless you beg…" Hongjoong says, his voice low as his hands plant themselves next to your head, forcing you to only look at him. After a silent moment of you two exchanging heated gazes, you take in a deep breath, your chest rising.

"Can i please be fucked?" You ask, a bit embarrassed as you did. Hongjoong once again clicks his tongue at you, not impressed by your attempt at begging. He quickly grabs your chin, his thumb running across your bottom lip, almost teasing you. "You can do much, MUCH, better baby. Are you shy because i'm recording every second of it?" He coos, his thumb pressed against both of your lips, making you drool at the feeling of it being so close to being inside your mouth. You nod your head ever so slightly in response to his question, making him growl slightly. "You're being pretty defiant today baby… Unless you want a punishment i highly suggest you use that stupid little mouth of yours before I make it useful." Hongjoong comments, his eyes narrowed at you. "Y-Yes Joongie…" You whine out, your face now a completely red color as you try to compose yourself. "Good girl. Now… Properly beg for what you want." He says, his eyes locked with yours. 

His gaze sent shivers down your spine as you quickly blurt out what you desired. "Joongie please fuck me silly… I want to feel you deep within me and-" You beg, quickly being cut off by Hongjoong stuffing his thumb into your mouth, making you moan at the feeling. Hongjoong chuckles once more as he feels your tongue glide over his thumb, your body melting at the feeling of his finger in your mouth. "You're looking so fucked out with just my thumb in your mouth baby." Hongjoong teases, pressing his thumb against your tongue experimentally. This made you let out another moan, your eyes closing at the feeling. After a good moment of you sucking on his thumb, he pulls his finger out, making you whimper softly in response, your mouth almost chasing after the finger he pulled out. Hongjoong shakes his head as he wiped your saliva on the jogging pants you wore. He was quick to start removing your clothes, starting with the hoodie you decided to 'borrow' from him yet haven't returned. He pulls it off in one swoop, but then quickly noticed you weren't wearing anything but a bra underneath that hoodie, which made another deep chuckle erupt from his throat.

"Were you wanting to be fucked today baby? You know you can just ask…" He hums, his hands snaking around and unclasping the bra, allowing it to naturally slide down your shoulders. He slides your bra off completely before tossing it on the floor somewhere near the hoodie. "I know, but you were so busy… I didn't want to bother you." You pout at him, wrapping your arms back around his neck. "Baby you don't bother me." He says, bringing his lips to yours. You hum into the kiss as his hands find their way to your breasts. He puts a thumb on each nipple before pressing them down every so slightly. A sharp inhale through your nose tells him you enjoyed the feeling, to which he eagerly abused. He melts into the kiss, his fingers now playing with your nipples. You let out small whimpers and moans into the kiss, your chest buzzing with pleasure. After a moment, he pulls away from the kiss once more, leaning down to now take your nipple into his mouth. 

Another gasp leaves your moan as you throw your head back against the glass at the feeling. Hongjoong lets out a soft hum, sending vibrations through your already sensitive bud. A moan falls from your kiss swollen lips as Hongjoong switched sides, his tongue now swirling around the other bud. He stayed there for a good moment, allowing your voice to gradually get louder as he continued to tease you. He eventually pulled away, watching you as you caught your breath. "Are you good? You already look so lost baby." Hongjoong hums, teasing you as your mind was already a haze. You move your hands to the bottom of his own hoodie, lazily tugging it as you let off a soft, yet needy, whine. "Ah ah ah… Use your words baby." He clicks his tongue, swatting your hands away for the time being. "Joongie… I want to see you…" You spoke up, looking at him with the most pleading expression you could muster for the time being. "Good. Now take off my hoodie like a good girl." He says, removing his arms from you so you could remove it with ease. You quickly move your hands back to his hoodie, tugging it over his head swiftly and eagerly. This makes him softly laugh, already enjoying how eager to were to just fuck there in the recording booth. You stare up at him for a moment as his hands snake down to your jogging pants. They quickly find their way into them, pushing the fabric down from your ass to expose your bare skin.

"Aww baby… You're being so good for me today despite you being a brat earlier. All you wanted was some attention." He coos, his hands rubbing your bare ass. You let off a soft moan in response to his touch, his hands skillfully pulling your pants further down your legs. "And you've made such a mess of yourself… It went straight through your panties…" Hongjoong comments, a small smirk still present on his face as he stared down at your panties. "Your body is just begging me to fuck you right baby?" He asks, his hands still getting your pants off despite still being wrapped around his waist. "Y-Yes Joongie… I really want you to fuck me…" You say, averting your eyes once again from him to save yourself from the slight embarrassment it causes. Once again he grabs your chin. "When you speak, you look at me. Got it? I won't let it slide again." He grumbles, his patience starting to run thin due to his own growing need. He taps your thighs gently, making you grab his neck as you unwrap your legs from around him. You stare up at him for a moment before watching him get onto his knees below you. He tugs your pants completely off and throws them somewhere with the rest of the clothes before lifting you up so your back was still pressed against the glass, but your legs were on his shoulders. You tangle your hands into his blue hair in an instant, your legs already trembling at the thought of what he was going to do to you. He looks up at you.

"Be a good girl and don't cum until I say." Hongjoong says before looking back at your soaked panties. "Okay…" You say, watching him move his face close to your clothed pussy. He experimentally blows on the soaked fabric, watching you shiver slightly in delight at the cold sensation. He smirks before planting his lips on your clothed clit, his tongue slowly drawing circles around it and soaking the already drenched fabric even more. You let out soft moans, throwing your head back once more as the soft waves of pleasure courses through you. Hongjoong hums softly, his eyes closed as he held your thighs to keep you from bucking your hips into him. After a bit of teasing your clit, your thighs were already shaking. He slowly pulls your panties down and off of you, also losing them somewhere in the room. He was quick to bring his attention back to your pussy, watching it with every intent to make you moan his name. Within moments, his face was latched onto your dripping cunt, tongue playing with your folds almost skillfully as he knew exactly what you liked and it was driving you insane. Your moans slowly became louder as his tongue snaked its way into your cunt, another soft hum coming from him. This sent vibrations all through your core, almost making you want to just scream his name just at the feeling. He pulling his tongue out from your cunt before latching back onto your clit, his tongue almost dancing with it as one of his hands came up and cupped your pussy. You let off a sharp gasp followed by much louder moans, your body trembling more at the pleasures he was giving you. "Joongie~" You manage to moan out, your back arching as he immediately stuck 2 fingers in, thrusting them in and out at a moderate pace to allow you some time to adjust. You quickly melted at the feeling, your eyes closing as you attempted to buck your hips into his fingers, but his grip kept you from doing so. You let out a whine as your body demanded more, making you look down at the sight before you. Hongjoong chuckles softly against your clit, softly nipping at the flesh there. You gasp loudly at the feeling. "You're being so needy baby girl. Do you want to cum?" He asks, pushing a third finger into your soaking cunt as you quickly shake your head. "Yes Joongie. Please let me cum." You beg, your eyes watering as you completely forgot about your approaching orgasm. Hongjoong thinks for a moment before staring up at you, slowing his movements down as he pulls away from your clit. "Give me a good reason to give it to you and then I'll let you cum okay baby?" He says, looking up at you.

You bite your bottom lip softly, your mind wandering to find a good reason to give him since you really do want to cum. As soon as you were about to open your mouth, you heard a voice come from the speakers overhead. "Are you two having fun in there?" A voice comments, immediately making blood rush to your face once more. You try to look over to who could possibly be talking to you, but Hongjoong had already let off a deep chuckle. "You wanted to do it so bad Baby… I'm not stopping here. And since you didn't even give me a reason…" He says before clicking his tongue and pulling his fingers out of you. He sets you down so you were standing on your feet as he got up from off his knees. He brought his digits back to your mouth. "Suck." He quickly states as he gently pushed his fingers into your mouth. You eagerly sucked the juices off of them despite the crowd growing behind the window. You were then forced to turn around by Hongjoong, his fingers still in your mouth as he pressed you against the glass and pretty much forced you to look at who was standing there. Of course the one who had spoken to you two was Wooyoung since his eyes were almost glued to how your body pressed against the glass and his fingers were only millimeters away from the button that turns on the mic. You let out a soft whine, which you almost completely forgot they could hear.

"They can see how needy you are baby… " Hongjoong coos, his voice soft as he pressed his clothed cock against your bare pussy. The feeling of him doing so made you moan softly against his fingers. Drool poured from the sides of your mouth as his fingers continued to dance across your tongue. He quickly pulled them out so he could finally free himself from the confines of his own pants and boxers. "They can also hear you loud and clear, baby girl, so don't be afraid to be loud for them since you wanted it so bad." He chuckles, rubbing his hands along your sides. You were beyond embarrassed at this point due to not being able to hide your chest which was also pressed against the glass firmly. Each member was staring at you with dark eyes despite their position. They were each listening to you and watching as if you were there just for their enjoyment. It makes you feel so exposed. "Hmm pay attention to me baby. You wanted me to remember? Unless you want them to join… I can get them to do that." He says, tapping your sides slightly. You shake your head from side to side, your breath fogging up the glass in front of you. "N-No!" You whine out, earning a few laughs not only from Hongjoong, but from the members as well. "Then moan my name as I fuck you in front of them okay baby girl?" He says, lining his cock up with your entrance and in an instant, was pushing in. 

You let out loud moans, your body trembling at the feeling of him just having his cock sheathed deep inside you. Once he bottomed out, he takes a few breaths before grabbing your arms and pushing them against the glass, not allowing even an inch on your body to go unexposed to the boys. You squeak out in surprise as your face stays a bright red, embarrassment striking you once again as you try to turn your face away from them to save what little dignity you had left. Hongjoong clicks his tongue. "No baby. I won't let you cum if you don't let them see your face as I fuck you dumb." He says, slowly starting to thrust in and out of your pussy. After a moment you look back forwards, your eyes almost immediately meet with Wooyoung's. Hongjoong hums in response before starting to thrust into you more roughly, causing you to let out loud moans, your body twitching at the feeling of already being pounded into.

"I can't believe she's getting off to us watching us Hyung." San comments, pushing Wooyoung away for the moment being so he could click the mic on. He was currently ignoring you and was directly talking to Hongjoong, who chuckles behind soft grunts. "Mhmm. I wouldn't be surprised if she came quicker today just because all of her friends we're here to watch her take my cock so well. Isn't that right baby?" Hongjoong asks, leaning in so his breath was felt against your ear. Another shiver travels down your spine at the feeling of his breath as you nod your head. "Y-Yes…" You moan out, your voice much louder than earlier as Hongjoong tilts your hips, allowing him to pound straight into your G-spot. Your eyes widen at the feeling, your legs barely able to support you anymore as you feel your orgasm quickly approaching. "J-Joongie… I'm gonna-" You whine, your hips bucking naturally as you got close. Hongjoong grunts softly as you suddenly tightening hole. He wasn't there just yet and needed to get there. "You're really getting off to the others being here aren't you baby girl? You're already about to cum." He says, looking down to briefly stare at where you two were connected from. "Should I let them join in at some point?" Hongjoong chuckles once again, speeding up his thrusts suddenly. You gasp out, unable to answer him properly as your body twitched and trembled against the glass. You couldn't look away from the others now. It only took a few more thrusts for you to cum around Hongjoong, your hips bucking wildly as Hongjoong held your hips to keep from bucking too hard. After a few more thrusts, Hongjoong came as well, stilling within you to paint your walls with the thick white ropes. You softly pant as Hongjoong breathed heavily, holding you still. After a few moments, you could feel his cum starting to drip out of you, which was also on full display in front of the boys. After you regain your composure, Hongjoong pulled out of you, allowing more of his cum to spill out of you and onto the floor. You knew the person who had to clean this up wouldn't be happy, but you ignored it as you walked your wobbly legged self to your pile of clothes and put them back on. Hongjoong did the same and chuckled after watching you attempt to walk. He walks you out of the recording booth only to be met with 7 smug faces. "You were recording it. Right Hyung?" Jongho asks, poking his head out from behind the other members since he was sitting on the couch. Hongjoong nods his head, making his way over to the panel and pressing a few buttons on it and unplugging his computer from it. 

"Do you guys want to listen to the whole thing?"

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*@lustjoong ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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[cok3andm3ntos]

stupid jrwi headcanons!!

Velrisa is the only one in the group that can be near and handle spiders. Its mostly bc Wee Jas likes spiders and she was taught to cherish them bc it might be a sign from her. But weirdy enough, she is absolutely terrified of the more harmless and cute bugs. Lady bugs? Butterflys? She sees one and she gone, hiding behind br’aad or taxi, mumbling about killing it bc its a ‘ freak of nature, how does something so brightly colored and with no venom survive?’

Velrisa’s scythe can turn into a cat yeah? She usually has it as a cat if she thinks she’s safe. Also his name is Sir meow meow of the Spspsp kingdom that is currently under the catnip rulers of the south. Br’aad named him.

Mountain’s wife was not a big drinker, she would go with mountain to take him home after he would get shit faced. But she would usually get water or some type of juice/cider

When sylnan and kath first met, she ended up tackling him because she saw him stealing from her mothers stand. But after seeing how he was pretty skinny and how much he was struggling she started to give him fruits to eat, but he’d always eat maybe a quarter before leaving to give the rest to br’aad

[carpedzem]

(Ok, here it is! Sorry it’s a bit ramblely. Also, you can post it if you want)

OKAY GUYS SPOILERS BELOW

Can I just say your fic is very good and I love it a lot? Like, both c!Dream and c!George are healing and working on trusting each other and becoming you know friends again, and the road is bumpy and not linear but they’re still on the road! and they’re working on communicating and it’s all written in such a realistic way? You capture their sort of awkward hopefulness really well! And it’s contrasted with c!Sapnap and c!Quackity’s relationship super well? Like yeah sure they’re talking again, but they’re not communicating and neither of them are really talking about anything. On top of that, it doesn’t seem like either of them are healing in their own right, and they’re not doing any of that rebuilding trust stuff. They’re somewhere where there’s hope of improvement, but it’s in the distance and they’re not getting any closer. That contrast between the two pairs helps it flow really well! Also, the fact that c!Dream and c!George are afraid of c!Sapnap at the end sort of hits like a gut punch in a good way, yknow? Like, they’ve both been living in fear of getting found or found out, and a good portion of that fear has been of c!Sapnap in particular, especially given his promise, and now he’s here and he has a sword and he’s talking about the promise and it’s some of their worst fears realized. The hunters, including c!Sapnap, have been this sort of lurking sort of terrifying threat for c!Dream and c!George, and it seems like at the end c!Sapnap is starting to realize this. I’m just,,, this is so good and I love it.

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DT ANON I'M HOLDING THIS SO FUCKING GENTLY I LITERALLY HAD TO TAKE A STEP BACK AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER WHEN I READ IT FOR THE FIRST TIME 😭😭😭😭 this means EVERYTHING to me, no joke, posting this story was so stressful to me I wasn't expecting this!!! Like I don't know even what to say, the fact that you read it end enjoy it is enough but this? this is everything I was hoping for and more and just 😭😭😭😭😭 thank you thank you thank you I have no words, you are analysing my story to the point I wasn't even expecting this is fav fav fav thing I'm going to print it you have made my whole week with this 😭😭😭😭 /pos pos pos pos (I haven't even posted it yet and I have this comment memorized already THANK YOU SO MUCH <3333)

I do hope you will like the last part as much! :D it's almost 10k words so we are for a ride! :DDD

spspsps quick promo if this post made you want to read the fic it's here :>

[sukirichi]

wine: ingredient 44 + sugar 7 + spice 12 for gojo satoru *slams table* thank you for feeding us kind maam

for sukirichi’s milestone event: 

the meal order : 🍷 + 44 (hate sex au) + 7 (forbidden relationship) + 12 (praising kink) your dinner has been served! also bruh LOL you’re a choso simp this is hilarious spspsps

— who are you to deny him when he only wants to worship you?

gojo satoru x fem! reader

contents/warnings: nsfw, slight angst, reader is hot girl shit, gojo long schlong, hate sex, car sex, spanking, riding gojo, slight angst, praising kink taken to a DIFFERENT LEVEL (i want to make people question the extent of their praising kink), body marking, rough sex lol it’s always rough in my stories, unedited

Your friends pushed you out of the club, all of you laughing, hands clutched around your waists as loud, drunken giggles fill in the night air. It was a wild night; your friends invited you to the club to take your mind off your stupid boyfriend. You thought you’d end up moping around, too much of a buzzkill to ever let loose because it wasn’t that easy to stop thinking about him, but even you were surprised when you started grinding with people on the dance floor just three drinks later.

The gals were more than delighted to see you enjoying your night, only dragging you out the club when you nearly shoved your tongue down another man’s throat.

Scratch that – your friends called you to hang out because you lied about having a shitty day at work. You’ve had your fair share of shitty days, but you were one of the most prominent lawyers in your firm, no one dared gave you a bad day. Your subordinates knew that if they even looked your way without your permission, you wouldn’t hesitate to dump paperwork on them, or assign them to the nastiest cases just to piss them off.

Yeah, you were sort of a bitch, but you didn’t care.

It took a lot to get where you were now. It wasn’t easy to be a woman in a male-dominated workplace and you were forced to strip your softness off, replacing it with hard armor and sharp tongue concealed under bold red lips, a tight pencil skirt that accentuated your curves, and a pair of black suede pumps.

You deserved all your success. You were smart, stunning, confident, powerful – so then why did you feel like shit around your shitty boyfriend?

The answer was loud and clear. It bothered you to no end that he wanted to keep your relationship a secret because his family was too different from yours, coming up with a shitty excuse that you were just “too different.” He never bothered explaining, and every time you confronted him about, he’d only wave his hand, distract you with those delicious and soft lips of his until you forget it over and over again.

You were okay with it at first. It wasn’t a really serious relationship; you only started dating him because you saw yourself a lot in him – confident, self-assured, maybe even a little cocky – plus, he was extremely attractive.

But the longer you spent time with him, you were beginning to fall in love.

Yes, you, the ice princess of one of the most respected law firms all over the city was beginning to soften up at a certain blue-eyed man who had magical hands.

But tonight – tonight you’d forget about him.

Your stomach was heavy with expensive liquor and you were nearly staggering on your knees, the only thing preventing you from falling were your more sober friends. The others were holding you close to keep you upright, while one of your friends moved to a quieter part of the block to call an Uber for you. Your friends were all happily married, some with children, so they couldn’t really stay out too late at night and chaperone you all the way back home.

You were well-aware you were being a bother, but fuck, couldn’t you lean on someone for just once? Sighing, you leaned closer to your warm friend, mumbling something about wanting to forget about everything you’ve been through.

“There, there,” she patted your head comfortingly, “You’ll be fine, babe, you’re a strong woman. I know you’ll get through this.”

“But I hate it,” you drunkenly admitted, lips trembling the more you thought about him, every stupid little thing about him – his soft white hair, those pretty blue eyes he always hid under shades even at night, his large, calloused hands that always felt so rough when keeping your legs open for him and you couldn’t even start talking about his cock, he was just so blessed and perfect in every little thing that you hated it. You hated him. “I don’t like this feeling,” you sniffled, “I feel like I’m being looked down on, that I’m being pushed to the side. I feel unimportant, like I’m not good enough.”

“Who said you aren’t?”

You froze in your friend’s arms, eyes meeting with those blue ones you could never get enough of. As if noticing your silence, your friend immediately covers you with her arm, glaring at your boyfriend. “Do we know you or something?”

“No,” Satoru replies coolly, brows furrowed in the state you were in. You turned away from him with a scoff, arms crossed on your chest. Why did he have to be here out of all places? Wasn’t he busy with work or whatever family shit he apparently couldn’t tell you about even though you’ve both been dating for a year and a half now? He just wasn’t giving you a break, and the hairs on your arm stood up when he said, “Not that you have to, but may I please drive Y/N home?”

“She’s not going anywhere—”

“She’s a friend of mine,” he insisted, turning to you with a pleading look in his eyes. You almost melted. Almost. “I need to talk to her about something.”

You rolled your eyes and stepped forward, your friend’s arm latching onto yours. You could tell she was worried from the way her gaze darted back and forth between you two. Satoru was, after all, clearly uninvited, and he didn’t seem like your type either. You always insisted you preferred refined man, men like his friend Nanami Kento, but alas, you were stuck dating this one instead.

“It’s fine,” you told her with a fake smile, “I’ll call you later when I get home.”

You never got to call her – simply because you didn’t make it home. The moment Satoru closed the car doors behind you, you both got into a heated argument. Satoru hated silences and always made sure the car was filled with music, but this time, he didn’t notice there weren’t any songs when you opened your mouth.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the anger and pent-up tension of not being able to hold him and kiss him in public like normal couples did, in addition to the fact Satoru never explained why he insisted on keeping you a secret – whatever it was, you just snapped.

“I don’t even understand why I’m still dating you!” you huffed, legs crossed on top of the other as you gazed out the window. Lips trembling, you tried so hard to not cry, especially not in front of the man who was breaking your heart. “This is hardly a relationship when I’m not free to call or text you as you please, when I can’t go out with you on dates and we’re always hanging in my apartment. I’m your girlfriend, Satoru, we’ve been together for a long time but I honestly don’t even feel like it. What the hell are we dating for then?”

Satoru clenched his teeth, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. “How many times do I have to tell you that I love you,” he said coolly, acting unbothered and unaffected as ever, but the clench in his jaw said otherwise. “If that’s not enough—”

“Of course it’s not enough!”

“I’m trying here too, okay?” Satoru slammed on the brakes and parked on a desolated spot, hands running through his hair while he breathed heavily. Once he’d calmed down, he shook his head, refusing to look you in the eye like a man. “I’m trying my best. It’s just hard. It isn’t as easy as it looks.”

“What isn’t easy as it looks? Dating me? Letting the whole world know I’m yours?” when Satoru didn’t respond, you scoffed, patience running low and thin. “You’re pathetic, Satoru. Dating you was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, and I thought I was a smart woman.”

With a shake of your head, you slung your purse over your shoulder and reached for the car door. You were about to leave when Satoru suddenly pulled you towards him, his lips slamming into yours.  Like always, you fell into his trap, into the blissful pleasure that was his lips and his hands, and you hated it, hated him, hated him so fucking much because you were so tired of his entire existence.

You wanted to let him know he was insufferable.

You wanted him to feel the pain and misery he put you through.

“I fucking hate you,” you snarled as Satoru kept fucking into you, the entire car windows fogged and the vehicle shaking. “I wish I never met you, you asshole,” Satoru, displeased, only buries himself deeper into you, as if they would erase his mistakes and shortcomings.

Satoru’s large hands snake to your waist and onto your breasts, expertly tweaking them between his fingers. Your head fell back to the crook of his shoulder, your back pressed against his hard chest as Satoru trapped you in his strong arms, impaling you on his cock over and over again. “You’re lying,” he whispered into your neck, tongue and teeth playfully sucking at the tender flesh. His grip on your hip was bruising and possessive, and your breasts bounced fervently at how he snapped his hips upwards to feel your walls coat him and hug him tightly and warmly. “Why would you hate me, sweet girl? Don’t I always make you feel good? Don’t I remind you enough that you’re the best fucking thing ever?”

You didn’t respond right away, your breath taken away with how you could never get enough of this, of him. He was right no matter how much you denied it. Despite being terrible in everything else, Satoru knew and respected you, even admired your dominance and intelligence when other men were intimidated by it.

No, he worshipped you. He made you feel like you were a divine goddess when he tugged at your hair to tilt your cheek to him, his tongue slithering to your lips to taste himself on his tongue from when you previously busted his nut with just your mouth.

Lipsticks smeared on his cheeks and crescent moons on his pale thigh from your nails, Satoru looked wonderful beneath you like this.

He was beautiful, so damn beautiful, but it didn’t change the fact he’d put you through hell these past few weeks. 

No, it wasn’t just the past few weeks. Things were always complicated with him. He was perfect in everything else but when it came to you, he made it a mission to hide you and your relationship, changing your contact name to a totally random one “just in case.”

Your mind was confuzzled and you felt like you were on the urge of breaking apart from both his ministrations and his confusing treatment over you. Before you knew it, you were kissing him back fervently with the intensity of your hatred over this man.

Your hand reached his to guide it to rub at your clit, and Satoru, eager to make you feel good as always, happily obliged. Satoru kept bouncing you on his cock until you were too overwhelmed to speak, crying and mumbling incomprehensible words. 

Him, only him, would ever have the ability to let the sharp-tongued and intelligent woman who never bat an eye in court lose her wide vocabulary, falling apart in his arms while his long length abused your puffy lips.

“You made me feel like shit,” you finally admitted, tugging at his hair until Satoru is lowly groaning at the slight sting. But did you care? Of course you didn’t. You wanted to hurt him too.

“How so, sweet girl?”

“I can never have you the way I want,” you answered through gritted teeth, moaning out when Satoru suddenly thrusted too deep, hitting your most sensitive spot that had you quivering in his hold. “You don’t—” you gasped, “You don’t understand what I feel, how you make me feel like I’m never good enough for you. That’s the reason why you don’t want anyone else knowing, right? ‘Cause I’m not good enough for you, never gonna be good—”

Satoru didn’t let you finish your words, shutting you up with his cock instead. The vehicle shook uncontrollably with your mating sessions, and Satoru silences you by pulling at your leg to press it on his chest instead.

The sudden switch in positions had your muscles tensing and stretching, adding only to both your pleasures with the new thrown in factor of slight pain. You felt Satoru kiss your neck down to your shoulders, scraping his canines until you were absolutely lost. You gave in, you gave up, head lolling back next to his loving lips that murmured sweet nothings.

“Not true, sweet girl,” he reminded you, flattening you on his cock and making you roll your hips while you slid up and down his pole sensually. Unlike the previous pace, the slow sensation of your pussy hugging his cock with your arousal letting him slide in easily allowed you to feel every part of him, almost mind-wrecking at how good he’s able to make you feel even after such a long time of having him already.

“You’re the sexiest and most intelligent woman I’ve ever met, the best, the absolute blessing of my life, and I just want to protect you, sweet girl. You’re too precious for me to lose,” Satoru kept mumbling over and over again.

You could no longer process his words functionally, not when he’s slamming you down his length like that and burying himself in you as if he didn’t want to be anywhere else.

Satoru’s hands were still curious, appreciative and gentle as he runs his hands, dipping into all your curves and pressing into your most sensitive spots the way you liked it.

“You’re always so good for me so no, sweet girl, never gonna let you go, not when you’re so perfect for me,” Satoru eased your worries – temporarily – with his words, and you’d believe his lie, you’d fall into the same mistakes over and over again because you were just that weak and powerless when it came to him. “You’re made just for me, sweet girl, you’re the prettiest and your pussy is the prettiest – I worship you, I adore you. You’re so divine.”

You blamed it all on your ego.

He praised you so well, made you feel so good and always placed you on top of the world when he’s inside you like this. Even if you knew he’d knock you down the pedestal just hours later, you opened your doors for him all over again.

Satoru knew this too, because he rammed inside your walls and ruined everything that you held firm beliefs in, his large hands smacking your ass to urge you to bounce on him like you weren’t made for any other purpose than to be the woman he adored.

You lied to yourself – you always did – but did you care? So what if you couldn’t be the one he really loved? What did it all matter when you were the one he worshipped?

For the sake of the praise and the compliments, you’d let him fuck you and play with your heart over and over again. It was a toxic routine you’d never get tired of, and you no longer complained, forgetting about everything he’d done and every heartbreak he caused you because he was there, whispering into your ears how good you made him feel and how you were the only one made to take him, and you didn’t care. Not anymore – not when you were worshipped.

[sukirichi]

もしもし！I hope you're fine and better now, please get a lot of rest and stay healthy. I just came from binge reading (did I use the word correctly?) your fics, and can't get over the "aunt Suki is now back as Naoya's trophy wife" in your father!Megumi fic. Although this is late but I want to help you smile.

I don't know if tsundere Naoya is a thing, but I thought of him having a slight tsundere side, not the blushy type but a teeny tiny almost non existent soft side type.

Naoya who's pride is higher than a 50m wall, he has a reputation to uphold and it all crumbles down in your shared bedroom. In the middle of the night, aunt Suki woke up to hear grumbling and growling and also maybe the feeling of combing and braiding of your locks.

You think your husband is summoning demons and curses upon you only to catch upon his complaints about his work and being tired.

He didn't want anyone seeing him complain and tired from work, not even you, his wife. So, seeing you awake surprised him, he expected you to be asleep or was he too loud.

As prideful he is, the man might just need some pat on the head or a thank you for working so hard. Though a pat in the head might not be good idea, so you retorted in thanking him and maybe offering him a massage or lullaby to help him calm down.

He might just tell you, "You should be so you better do your work as a wife properly." and then lays down with his back towards you, unable to face you in this weak state of his. Physical affection might not be his thing, so you retorted into patting or stroking his back.

I'm horrible at giving ideas and descriptions but I hope this will at least make your day. ♡*｡.🐙.｡*♡

Lots of love for you! 💕

MY BABY HELLOOOO IM SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO RESPOND TO THIS, I JUST WANTED TO WRITE MY RESPONSE ON LAPTOP WHERE I CAN TYPE BETTER SPSPSPS BUT LIKE IM NOT KIDDING YOU, I READ THIS SO MANY TIMES - WHEN I WAKE UP, BEFORE I SLEEP - THIS NEVER FAILS TO PUT A SMILE ON MY FACE AND THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY THANK YOU SO MUCH BLESS YOUR EXISTENCE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOUR SWEET KIND SELF CMERE LEMME GIVE YOU ALL THE KITHESSSS

TSUNDERE NAOYA!!! IM LEVITATING WEEEEE

AND OMG YES I CAN PICTURE THIS SO WELL, TSUNDERE NAOYA WHO KEEPS GRUMBLING UNDER HIS BREATH AND FINDS COMFORT IN BRUSHING HIS WIFE���S HAIR AND JUST COMPLAINING ABOUT ELDERS AND SHIZ BUT WHEN WIFE WAKES UP HE JUST GOES “HMPH” AND ACTS LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED LIKE DUDE PLEASE NAOYA JUST NEEDS LOVE AND I HAVE SO MUCH OF THAT TO GIVE TO HIM AND OMG NAOYA WONDERING IF HE WAS TOO LOUD AND IMMEDIATELY SHUTTING UP UGHHH MY HEART IS GOING DOKI DOKIIII PLEASEEEE

DUDE DUDE OKAY!! HEAD PATS WITH NAOYA AND LULLABIES?! HES GONNA ACT LIKE HE HATES IT BUT DEEP DOWN HE LOVES THEM AND IF YOU GIVE HIM HEAD PATS HES LIKE HOW DARE YOU, I AM A MAN, BUT IF YOU KISS HIM HE MELTS AND HE GOES, “...do that again...or else...” UGH FRICK CAN YOU TELL I LOVE HIM WITH MY WHOLE SELF?!

“He might just tell you, "You should be so you better do your work as a wife properly." and then lays down with his back towards you, unable to face you in this weak state of his. Physical affection might not be his thing, so you retorted into patting or stroking his back.” 

I LOVED THIS SM YOU HAVE NO IDEA, NAOYA BEING TSUN TSUN GIVES ME LIFEEEEE LIKE HES GONNA PRETEND HE HATES YOU BUT IS 100% A SIMP ANYWAY, I SAID WHAT I SAID! NAOYA LOVES HIS WIFE LMFAOOOO. and omg naoya turning with his back just screams “i need hugs” AND WHO AM I TO SAY NO TO THAT?! AS HIS WIFE, ITS MY JOB TO LOVE HIM AND THAT I WILL! yes i do think physical affection isn’t his thing not because he hates it but i think he’s just not used to it? like people serve him and act so careful with him that he’s just not used to being held so lovingly but URGHH NAOYA I WOULD BE YOUR CUDDLE BUDDY EVEN THO I HATE BEING TOUCHED TOO, I’D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU NAOYA BAEEEE! AND STROKING NAOYA’S BACK WOULD MAKE HIM FEEL SO UWU BECAUSE HE FEELS SAFE AND COMFORTED AND POOR BB JUST NEEDS A BREAK 

YES YES THIS DEFINITELY MADE MY DAY AND WILL CONTINUE TO MAKE MY ENTIRE WEEK, MAYBE MONTH, HELL I’LL HAVE THIS TATTOOED ON MY THIGHS SPSPSPSP THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS NONNIE, I LOVED EVERY SINGLE PART OF IT THANK YOU SO MUCHHH I LOVE YOU! LOTS OF LOVE FOR YOU AS WELL BB!!! PLEASE DO COME BY AGAIN, I WANT TO SHOWER YOU WITH MORE LOVE THIS TIME AROUND OMG I TREASURE YOU SPSPSPSP

[jongpleasure]

Soft! Choi San X Reader (Smut)

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Summary: A quick cuddle session suddenly turns heated 👀 he precious bby. He is just so soft here because I want me a Soft San. I swear there are so many hard Dom Sans. But it's what u guys are into spspsp. Female Reader

Warnings: Smut duh, slight floof, hair pulling, praise, slight teasing, vanilla af, first time (reader), Small about of fingering, safe sex.

Masterlist💖

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A laugh errupts from you as you squirm below your boyfriend San. Dispite being a full demon on stage, he always shows you his soft sides. This making you feel all sorts of special, but here you are, trapped below him as he, not so gracefully, runs his hands up and down your sides, tickling you on the couch. Your laughter was apparent throughout the room and down the hallway where the other boys would usually sleep. They always knew of your antics, often either ignoring it, or teasing you about it every time you came over. Wooyoung especially did it just to push your buttons, yet you didn't mind at all.

San continues his assault, his smile wide as tears form in your eyes as to attempt to squirm away so that you two can run around once more. San stops, allowing you to catch your breath. You breathe heavily for a moment, reaching your hand up to wipe away the tears of joy in your eyes. Soon after, your eyes lock. This lead to soft smiles and laughs, during which, you two lay and cuddled on each other on the couch, both of you sinking into it comfortably. San was laying on top of you, though, his head resting lightly on your stomach as his arms snake around you.

Your hands find their way into his fluffy dark hair. You play with his messy hair cutely. You massage his scalp, your nails scratching his head slightly. San hums in response, his eyes closing as he seemly enjoys your presence. After a brief moment, he gets up, making you softly whine from the loss of heat to your lower half of your body. San moves up, arms on either side of your head, prepping him up just mere centimeters from your face. He swiftly plants a kiss on your lips, his eyes closing in response as he mumbles soft 'I love you's between each peck.

You giggled with each one, moving your arms so they were around wrapped his neck loosely. You pulled him closer to you, a sudden butterfly feeling pooling in your stomach. San moves to your neck, his breath becoming slightly hotter than normal as he advances down, leaving pecks and nibbles along your jaw. Your giggles die out and form into lip bites and shaky breaths.

You both didn't realize where things were going just yet, his hands intertwined with yours. It felt amazing. Every nibble, every kiss, every breath, made a small shiver trail down your spine and caused your face to get warmer.

You and San have been together for a while, going on 8 months to be exact. The most you guys have ever done was slight grinding. It wasn't San that said no, if anything he was the one often asking to take things a bit further. You were the one who was nervous, scared of the risks and how it would feel. You've heard horror stories of this kind of stuff and you were not about to experience it for yourself. Especially when your parents used to be so overbearing about how bad things could happen and that everything could go wrong instantly. That's what you thought at least, but San makes you feel like everything will be okay. Your one true love that you are willing to go to such lengths to.

San pulls back, getting up off the couch quickly, seemingly in an instant. You sit up, confused as you rub his shoulders. Was something wrong?

"San? Is everything alright?" You ask, your voice gentle as you peek around his head slightly to see his face. San himself was blushing too, but he seemed lost in thought. He wanted to ruin you so bad, but he just couldn't, especially with your fear of it. "Cmon... You can tell me Sannie... " You coo, your arms rubbing his arm as you sat beside him. Your voice had such a overpowering effect on him, making him grip his knees slightly as he controlled himself.

"Nothings wrong babe. " He hums, pecking your cheek softly, a soft smile upon his features. You knew him better than this. You can see the slight cloud of foreign lust in his eyes. You weren't going to lie, you were starting to feel excited yourself. You were snapped out of your thoughts. "I just don't want to push you." His voice was a but quiet with that statement, his hand intertwining with one of yours. His grip a but tighter than normal. You let out a shakey sigh. You were afraid yes, but you wanted this. You weirdly wanted this bad. You shuffle on the couch, moving yourself on top of his lap, surprising San quite a bit as you run your free hand through his hair.

"It's okay... I don't mind. " You spoke softly, your eyes half lidded. You made up your mind. You wanted him. He smirks in response, letting go of your hand and running his hands down your sides, pulling you closer. You could feel his growing bulge under his pants at your statement and you loved it.

"Hmm~ are you sure babe? I don't want to hurt you at all..." He seemily purrs while his hands grip your ass slightly. You let off a light gasp, nodding your head as you bit your lip. He chuckles, shoving his face into the crook of your neck, nibbling once again. "You're lucky they aren't home today." He states, biting down on that special sweet spot on your neck, sucking. You knew it was going to leave a hickey, yet you allowed him to give you a few more love bites. You moan softly in response, putting your hands around his neck. You use this leverage to grind yourself against his bulge. This made his groan lowly in response. He wanted more than this. In response, he lifted you up. It wasn't graceful, but he easily carried you down the hall and into his room, closing the door hastily, and tossing you quickly on the bed. You let out a gasp as you hit the mattress. San grabs the hem of his shirt, pulling it off in one swift motion right before you. You could only stare in awe at him, your mouth slightly open as he climbed into bed with you. He puts a finger under your chin and closes your mouth. "This isn't even the fun part babe." He licks his lips.

San kisses you again, this time it was much more heated and lusting. His tongue danced on your lip for a moment before forcing his way into your mouth, greedily claiming your mouth as his own. You two only manage to pull away for deep breaths of air. He soon tugs at your shirt, basically asking if you could take it off for him. You pull away from the kiss, your hands shaking as you slowly lift your shirt over your head. San's eyes stared right at your exposed skin, his hands slowly snaking up your sides, and then to your back. You were still a bit scared, as he could tell by your slight trembling.

"Your doing great babe. You look so sexy." He reasurres, his hands finding the clasp on the back of your bra. He unclasps them skillfully, allowing the garment to slide down your arms. You cover your chest quickly, embarrassed out of your mind as his words bounce around in your head. It make you even more wet at the thought. "Let me see~ I don't bite babe." He teases, pulling your arms out of the way gently. He pushes you down so your back was on the bed, taking the bra completely off you before continuing his ministrations.

San cups your breast, massaging them slightly as his thumb rolls over your hardened bud. You gasp out, your eyes shooting up to San. He laughs softly. "Did that feel good? Hm?" He hums to you, continuing to assault your breasts, pinching and rubbing your nipples relentlessly. Moans pour out of your mouth, hips bucking with pure need. San was enjoying every second of it, taking in every noise you made for him. You bit your lip, trying to hide some of the noises that you made. San only gives off a soft pout. "Don't- I want to hear your pretty voice babe." He says, his hands stopping. You whine in response from the loss of pleasure.

"B-but it's embarrassing... " you pout, your kiss swollen lips out in a large pout. San smiles at the sight before kissing you softly. "You don't have to be so shy around me babe. I love every inch of you, your voice included." He cooed, his voice soft. You blush wildly, his words hitting you in your heart. You could practically feel it melt as he trailed his hands down from your chest to your stomach. His fingers hook on the waistline of your pants, his eyes seeming to once again, ask for permission. You shakily nod, giddy, but a bit scared.

He pulls down your pants slowly. You shimmy, helping him in the process as he dropped them off the side of the bed. San looked at your panties, and he couldn't help but notice how you were already so wet. That you were wet for him and him alone. He smiles brightly, his fingers gliding over the soaked fabric. You let out another moan, your hands gripping the sheets below you. San chuckles, putting a bit of pressure where your clit would be.

This was driving you insane. Your mind was foggy and your body was on fire. The pleasure he was giving you. You felt like you were going to burst any moment. San's greedy hands is what snapped you back momentarily, making you look as he seemed to slip your panties down and off you. He dropped them in the pile of clothes on the floor. Your eyes met his, widened as you cross your legs. San bit his lip subtly. "I promise babe I will be gentle, you will be just fine." San purrs, sliding his hands up and down your legs. You shiver in response, opening your legs slowly. You look away though, too embarrassed to actually look him in the eyes. San huffs and runs a finger up and down your folds slightly, making you moan out once more. He continues to look at you, watching as you were refusing to look at you. He leans forward, his finger prodding your entrance. It slipped past your folds and straight into your pussy. You gasp out, moving your hips slightly by the uncomfortable feeling is gave you. San kisses your neck, nibbling on the hickeys he has already left on you. You whine in response.

"Babe." He coos, but you didn't look at him. "Babe... Look at me." He states, kissing your neck. You slowly look to him. Damn his face made you melt. His eyes were clearly clouded with lust and his smirk sent shivers down your spine. "There you are. I wanna look at your face. " San says, his finger slowly curling within your core. You moan softly, closing your eyes and reaching your hands to San's hair once more, tugging on it slightly as he adds another finger. He slowly pumps them in and out, making you a moaning mess. San groans softly at his hair being tugged, his own pants causing more of annoyance for him than anything.

He pulls his fingers out, making you pout more. He only chuckles, pulling down his pants and boxers. "I want you to come with me, not just on my fingers. maybe next time babe." He says, licking his lips. Your eyes widened as you saw his dick. His expression soften as he saw your slightly afraid features. "Don't worry babe, I won't go rough and I'll be careful" He hums, leaning over to his nightstand, opening the drawer to find a condom. Which he does pretty quick, and he puts it on, stroking himself lightly afterward. This made him let off a shaky sigh. He looks to you, his gaze soft. "Are you ready? I just want to make sure... " San asks softly, his hand going up to brush a bit if hair out of your eyes.

"I-Im ready. I love you San." You say, calming down a bit as you shakily pull his waist against yours by wrapping your legs around him. The feeling of his dick against your pussy felt great, shooting butterflies to your stomach once more. He alligns himself with you, looking at you as he very slowly entered you. Tears pricked your eyes as you wrap your arms around him, whineing softly into his ear until he was fully inside you. It hurt much more than you thought it would. San's breath was staggered. "Shh I know babe, just wait... It will be better soon" He manages out, arms on either side of you as he kissed your lips.

After a few moments, you experimentally moved your hips up into his. The feeling of pure pleasure courses through you, making you moan loudly in response. San grunts, holding himself back a bit as he starts to move. His thrusts were slow at first, allowing you to get used to the feeling. He kept whispering in your ear. Bis attempts of keeping his voice back was apparent. You were enjoying every second of it. Pleasure was all throughout your body, making you tremble and moan out with each thrust of his. "San... " You moan out, gripping his hair more, making him groan in his own pleasure as you heard his shakey breaths. "....Mmm faster... " You moan out, your eyes closing in pure bliss. San nods, smirking at you. "Whatever you please babe... " He states, grabbing your hips and increasing his pace. His dick thrusted deeply inside of you. You moaned out, feeling a sudden pressure within your core. San readjusts himself slightly, thrusting a bit harder than before, but with his slight new position, he was hitting a sweet spot within you, making you cry out his name in pure bliss as that pressure was growing really quick. San grunts, feeling you tighten around him quickly. He grips your hips roughly, keeping his speed up as you move your arms so they grip roughly on the sheets. The pressure within you suddenly releases, making you let a loud moan out. Your vision basically went white as you felt San's thrusts became sloppy and greedy. After a few moments, he came, locking his hips with yours as you felt his dick inside you twitch. You bit your lip, slightly enjoying the feeling as San collapsed on top of you.

You breathe heavily, closing your eyes gently as San wrapped his arms around you. He soom gets up though, cleaning himself up and disposing the condom before sliding on some clothes for himself. Pretty much just some boxers and jogging pants. He helps clean you up, getting you clothes that you can borrow from him in the meantime. Which was a hoodie that was too big for you. No pants. You put it on and him, smelling his scent on the jacket before laying back in his bed, your hair still messy.

He gets in after you, pulling you close to his warm body, petting your head gently. "I love you Y/N" He says, watching you as you slowly drift to sleep.

Next morning you had to give an excuse to why you stayed the night to the rest of the boys-

[sukirichi]

going with the naoya respecting toji ask..

i feel like naoya in a way looks up to toji i’m not sure if you’ve seen fruits basket but i have a feeling that their dynamic is kind of like Yuki and Kyo’s

(if you haven’t seen it here’s a brief summary on their duo, Kyo was excluded from his clan and Yuki was praised within the members of the clan and was always seen as perfect while everyone saw Kyo as the “problem child” and growing up both Yuki and Kyo wished they were in eachothers shoes”)

i’m not sure if toji left the clan but if he did i feel like naoya envies and admires the fact that he did, hopefully gege gives us a backstory on both of them some time soon tho!

SPSPSPS I LOVE FRUITS BASKET REEEE IM A HUGE SHIGURE SIMP LIKE TBH I NEVER NOTICED HIM BEFORE BUT WHEN I FOUND OUT HE HAD A THING WITH AKITO HIS SEXINESS INCREASED LIKE 10000% or idk maybe i just like toxic men :((( NO BUT I LOVE HATORI TOO BRRRR omg yes it could be like yuki and kyo’s! lemme guess kyo is toji cause he’s more OP LMFAO and now that i think about it, that could happen! but aww it would make me sad if toji hates himself for not having sorcerer powers like naoya because toji is already perfect HURRR and naoya wishing he could be as strong as toji *strokes his hair* bb you’re doing great already, i love you! YES TOJI LEFT THE CLAN - OR WAS HE KICKED OUT? *scratches head in confusion* YES YES OMGGG YES I NEED A BACKSTORY OF NAOYA JUST TO SEE IF HE’S REDEEMABLE BUT IF HE AINT I STILL SIMP!! also yo....toji backstory...i would LIVE for that

[sukirichi]

Oooof embarassing...... posted this ask to Tee >< welp, now you know where I came from xD anywho...

EYYYY!!!! Can I order a Breakfast with wine - ingredient 5 + sugar 5 + spice (i don't know if virgin is acceptable. If not then 12 :3) for Megumi

Thank you!

(Hopefully I didn't fuck up this time! Tee you still have a beautiful face)

I love you, you also have a beautiful face, and I hope you have a good day!

lmfao its all good nonnie! i actually worked on your request for days and listened to mafia playlists for such a long time just to get in the mood, but i have been STARING at my doc for days and I still can’t finish it, I’m so sorry! I’m just going to tell you how I planned it to go! okay, so originally I was going to make megumi the kidnapper and the reader was the heir of some huge company that was secretly doing illegal things and got involved with toji and broke a deal. so in turn, megumi was ordered to kidnap reader and there’s LOTS of hate especially because she’s trying to break free, but there’s some undeniable chemistry there too. but then i changed the story a little bit,,,made Megumi the heir of Toji’s mafia or something, and Megumi was sent on a mission a year ago to protect their bases from being taken down by the police, and it just so happened reader’s parents were one of the people working that day. 

so then reader...she’s actually a prodigal agent. she’s smart, strong, skilled and considered a secret weapon of the national police agency or whatever, or let’s make it cooler and make her a spy. she enrolled into university and befriended megumi, the both of them with concealed identities trying to live a normal life, but she’s actually on a mission to kill him and take down their entire empire. but you know...things happen, they’re attracted to one another despite the clear hatred, and maybe, JUST MAYBE, both of them are softening up. reader finds out that megumi wasn’t actually the one who was on mission where her parents died and he never wanted to be involved in all the gangly stuff. it leaves reader confused because she’s actually hellbent on having her revenge, but now she doesn’t know what to do. i plan that she just goes “fuck it” and breaks all his restraints, tells him to go before her bosses found him and she’ll just make up a lie that she “lost” him or whatever. but as he’s escaping, she doesn’t know that her bosses were watching the whole time and she’s considered a traitor. MEANWHILE, megumi’s family and fellow mafia friends finally found him and they’re stuck in the crossfire. they still think reader is trying to kill him so megumi fights back against her people, but she doesn’t want that because they’re still technically the heroes of the country and people like megumi are considered as scum. it’s supposed to be a little tragic tbh...no one’s going to die, but both of them can’t reject their sides too and completely betray who they’ve been loyal to, so it’s more of a game of cat and mouse on who can kill who first. i even imagine that sometime in the future they meet again, guns pointed at each other and whatnot, and the last line would be, “Any last words?”

“Yeah. I’m glad you’re doing good.”

PRETTY CORNY BUT SPSPSPS I DONT HAVE ANY OTHER BETTER IDEAS but anyways thank you so much for the request and once again, I apologize I am unable to complete this! Have a nice day!