#he's so girl ykykyk

[itsjustrosee]

HIII I'VE BEEN SO INLOVE WITH YOUR WRITINGS SO FAR 🙏

since your request is open I'm hoping you can write this for me (I cannot express my thoughts to a full on fan fiction to save my life💀)

Request: so like reader is a runner. Minho and reader were running away from a griever like frantically trying to lose it then Minho suddenly pulled reader to a small crack on the wall so they would lose the griever. The griever was just around the area trying to find the two that's why both of the runners were just there in the crack, close together, litterly body to body😼 and you know some friction started to happen 🔥but of course they just can't do the thing😣 in the maze💀 so like after the griever was gone they both ran to the Glade and ykykyk they continued what they started🤡

If you don't get it basically smut☹️

Hehee thank youu in advance😘😘😘!!!

literally love this concept, and I will gladly accept ur request <3

SMALL SPACES (Minho x fem!reader)

Summary: look above for summary ^ (I made this enemies to lovers btw I'm sorry I couldn't help myself)

Warnings: Cursing, spice, smut (I don't really use the glade language in this one)

Word count: 4.6K (proofread, but there still might be some mistakes)

Today was like any normal day for you. You woke up at the ass crack of dawn, sloppily put on your clothes, and excited your hut. You walked across the glade, taking in the rather peaceful atmosphere while you looked up to see the sun peeking over the maze walls.

"God, mornings really aren't your thing, huh? You look like shit." Minho chuckled as you approached him while he stood waiting for the maze doors to open. He wore his signature blue shirt, which was paired with his infamous runners' vest.

Minho stood there with that shit-eating grin on his face as you stood next to him, rubbing your eyes and stretching as you let out a groan.

Since coming to the glade as a girl, all the boys have been nice to you and dare you say, rather respectful. All of them except for Minho. You never knew what you had done that warranted Minho's hatred for you, but it didn't matter because the feeling was reciprocated.

You really only needed to deal with Minho's attitude or rude comments when you both were running the maze together, which, unfortunately, was quite often. You came to the conclusion pretty early on that the worst part of being a runner wasn't the concept of getting trapped in the maze or being eaten alive with a griever, it was dealing with Minho's bitch ass.

"Not even a good morning. Starting the day off strong I see." You sigh, glaring at Minho while he checks the time. The doors should be opening soon and you wished that Ben and the other runners hadn't gotten totally hung over from the bonfire last night, resulting in them being in the medhut this morning with some really strong headaches. And it was because of that that only you and Minho would be running the maze together today.

"You know me," Minho replies while giving you a wink. You scoff at him, reminiscing about how you'd much rather be where you were ten minutes ago, sleeping in bed. "You know which parts of the maze we're running today right?" Minho asked, changing the subject.

"Yup, the outskirts of section six." You say as you roll your eyes, not bothering to mask the attitude in your voice. You put your hands on your hips, facing the maze while tapping your foot on the ground impatiently. You were ready for the maze doors to open so you could stop having to talk to Minho.

You knew yourself and you knew you wouldn't be able to stand talking to Minho much longer without giving in to the strong urge you had to maul him. But maybe then you'd finally be able to ruin his perfect hair.

I mean, how dare he have the nerve to wake up this early in the morning and look so put together. It wasn't fair.

"Well, someone's more grumpy than usual," Minho says, noticing the slight scowl you have on your face.

"I'm not grumpy." You reply while continuing to stare at the maze doors.

"Right," Minho says sarcastically before continuing, "You're going to get wrinkles if you keep making that face. Just letting you know." Minho explains as he lifts up his hand and brings it towards your face. He's about to tuck a fallen piece of your hair back behind your ear and you feel a faint blush beginning to spread on your cheeks. For a second, you're tempted to let him, but that's until you come back to your senses, slapping his hand away as you do so.

"You just love pissing me off, don't you Minho?" you snap at him as you turn to face him.

"I'd say I love seeing your reaction to me pissing you off much more," Minho replies with a smirk as he stands confidently, bringing his hands up to his chest and latching his fingers onto the snug space between his runners' vest and his shirt.

"What, seeing me get mad?"

"No," Minho says while taking a step towards you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer, his face now mere inches away from yours. "Seeing when I get you flustered." Minho finishes as he towers over you.

You look at him, shocked, and quite frankly, very bewildered.

Was he right? Yes, he definitely was, but you'd rather get stung by a griever than openly admit to that.

Nonetheless, it's safe to say his comment was exactly helping to calm the heat you felt on your cheeks from before now spreading like wildfire across your face.

You opened your mouth to say something in reply which would've been some sort of string of insults at Minho, but before you could, you both turned your attention to the maze doors which began to open. The stone screeched as whatever mechanism was built into the maze pulled the doors apart, revealing the maze and its seemingly infinite number of twists and turns.

As the doors came to a halt, a cold gust of air that the maze emitted whenever the doors opened or right before they closed, hit you and Minho. No matter how many times you felt it, it never failed to give you goosebumps all along your spine. The feeling of the wind on your skin made you remember the fact Minho's hand was gripped firmly around your wrist. And for some reason, instead of deciding to pull your wrist free right away, you decided to let him keep his hand there.

You exhaled a long and deep breath, one that you didn't even know you were holding in. You decided not to say anything else about what Minho had just said for the sake of being scared of where the conversation might lead.

So without warning, you jogged into the maze, pulling your wrist away and leaving Minho behind you.

"Hey wait up. Where do you think you're going?" Minho asked breaking into a sprint to catch up with you as you made sharp turns around corners of the maze.

"Where do you think?" You counter with an irritated voice.

"You know how to get to section six?" Minho questioned again, jogging up next to you.

You rolled your eyes but remained quiet. Speaking to Minho right now was taking up too much of your energy. All you wanted to do was stay quiet and focus on actually doing your job.

"Oh, so you're ignoring me now?"

Silence

"Fine. If that's what you want. No more talking." Minho said with an exasperated sigh.

And that's how the majority of the day continued. You and Minho mapped any remaining parts of the sixth section, though there wasn't really anything new to jot down, and stayed silent.

Even while you and Minho sat and ate lunch, neither of you spoke. You were determined to not be the one to break the silence and to be quite honest, you appreciated the quiet. But part of you missed the banter that you and Minho would get into. It helped you cope with the fact that almost the entire maze was mapped but there still didn't seem like a way out. And all in all, to you, your bickering and arguing could actually be quite fun at times, and it distracted you from having an existential crisis.

As hours began passing, you and Minho drew your searches for new areas of the maze to a close and began heading back towards the glade. You were beginning your trip back far earlier than normal, considering you were far out in the maze and not very close to the glade. If anything, it would be better to get out of the maze early than have the doors close before you could get back in the glade.

You jogged through the seemingly endless turns of the maze. Both you and Minho had gotten tired from today's work. You felt your legs burn and your energy dwindled with each stride you took toward the maze's doors.

You both couldn't have been too far from the glade when you heard it. Maybe you were ten or so turns until you reached the door, standing in a path that branched out in three different directions. One path was to your left, one to your right, and one straight ahead of you. You and Minho planned on taking the one straight in front of you to get back to the glade. However, you stopped dead in your tracks after hearing that sound, one in which you knew all too well.

The blood-curdling screech pierced the air, echoing along the walls as you and Minho just stood there. The worst part wasn't hearing the griever, but more the fact that it was far closer to you than you had anticipated.

You looked at Minho for some sort of reassurance. You wanted to convince yourself that maybe you were just hearing things, maybe you were actually just going crazy. Unfortunately, Minho's expression stayed stoic but you could see the fear in his eyes which honestly scared you more. Minho had been a runner for a while, much longer than you, so to see his carefree attitude change to something more wary and serious was new for you.

After standing in that spot for a couple moments, unable to move any part of your body, all of your worst fears were confirmed as you saw a griever turn a corner and run down the long passage of the maze that was in front of you.

Your breath hiched and for a split second, all you could do was stare. Stare at this disgusting, gruesome, and fucking terrifying creature. It was as if someone picked up a monster from your nightmares, something only your imagination would be able to conjure up, and placed it right in front of you. Something as horrifying as whatever the fuck that creature was, shouldn't have ever existed. But it did. And it was headed straight towards you.

Unlike you, Minho reacted quicker upon seeing the griever. "Come on. We need to go. Now!" Minho yelled, grabbing your wrist as he sprinted down the corridor to your right. Seeing the griever was all you needed to regain all the energy you had lost from running all day, and you quickly followed suit after Minho.

You ran as if your life depended on it, and in this case, it did. Literally.

Minho held onto your wrist tightly as he led you through the maze, the griever was hot on your tail and you both knew you wouldn't be able to outrun it for much longer.

Minho led you both into a different passage and ran down it frantically. Suddenly he pulled you into what could've been considered as a crack in the wall.

Most of the passageways in the maze ranged in various different widths. Some corridors were larger or smaller than others, but the one he had pulled you into had been smaller than you could've ever imagined. It would've been easier if you had gone in side-by-side, but at this point, that was a bit of an afterthought. Minho placed you in front of him as you both squeezed into the passage, desperate to escape the griever.

Your backs were up against opposing walls of the crevice, causing your chests to be pressed against one anothers. His hands were now placed firmly on your hips, pushing you into him as he attempted to eliminate more space around you in order to shuffle both of you further into the slit in the wall.

To be fair, you had to give Minho some credit because the griever wasn't able to reach either of you and trust me, it tried. Even as it left, both you and Minho knew it would still remain in the area, waiting for them to leave, so they would just have to wait it out.

You waited there for at least an hour already and the only issue was, of course, the lack of space. You had your hands on Minho's chest while his were gripped tightly around your waist, all while you did your best to keep your face away from his.

You would be lying if you said the tension in the air wasn't palpable.

Heat radiated off of Minho's body and beads of sweat laced your forehead. You didn't know how you could last another minute, let alone possibly another hour with your body pressed against his like this.

"It's only going to get more awkward if you don't say anything," Minho said while sighing, finally breaking the silence that had filled the air for some time. For the first time since you both got into this mess, you looked at him.

He looked just as tense as you did and you felt something in the atmosphere between the two of you shift. There was more of a longingness in the air, almost as if there was some sort of unspoken tension between the both of you.

"I don't get you Minho." You said as Minho gave you a confused look and you weren't quite too sure what you were going with it either, but you continued nonetheless, "It's like one day you hate me, then the next you're flirting with me. Seriously, is it just to tease me? Do you just like getting any sort of reaction out of me?" You said as the words just began to spill out of your mouth.

"I don't hate you," Minho replied, clenching his jaw. It almost seemed as if there was more he wanted to say but there was something that had stopped him from saying it.

"Then what is it Minho? What's your problem?" You asked with anger in your voice which was mixed for some reason with a twinge of sadness.

"The problem is that I like you (Y/N). I like everything about you." The look in his eyes matched the sadness you felt as he continued, "I've liked you for the longest time. I never said anything about it because I'm basically your boss and I didn't want to make things weird. I know that doesn't excuse me for being a dick but-" He paused, "I'm sorry. I mean it, I really am."

You looked at him, stunned once more by his words. Like a dam, all of the feelings you've had towards Minho flowed out at once. You had always vowed that you never liked Minho, not even as a person, but you knew that was far from the truth. Minho was the only boy in the glade that you had ever felt attracted to and it was safe to say the both of you had been denying that feeling for the longest time.

"Please, say something," Minho pleaded with you, looking down into your bright (E/C) eyes.

You wanted to say something. Really you did. But you just couldn't find the right words to say, so you didn't say anything at all. Instead, you kissed him. I mean, actions speak louder than words anyways, right?

You closed the small gap your face had with Minhos as you crashed your lips into his. Minho quickly got over his shock and reciprocated the kiss. In all truth, kissing Minho felt exactly as you dreamed it would. He was gentle yet passionate with you and if one thing was sure, he definitely took his time with you, savoring every part of your mouth as you allowed his tongue to enter it.

Minho drew away from you for a moment, "So I'm guessing you don't hate me anymore?" He asked, his lips already swollen from kissing you.

"We'll see about that." You answered with a cheeky grin on your face as he kissed you once more.

You melted into his touch even further than before, snaking your hands around his neck while he pulled you closer to him. As the kiss continued, it became more desperate and hungry, and neither of you could hold yourself back from each other.

At that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the fact that a griever was trying to kill you, or even that you were stuck in a giant maze. The only thing that mattered to you right now was Minho.

Minho drew away, biting your bottom lip as he continued to kiss you down your jaw and Neck, making you pull your head back slightly and moan. You felt Minho get hard under you, and it wasn't helping that the bulge from his jeans was positioned right by your throbbing core.

Though you could've stayed there, letting Minho kiss you all over, your mind reminded you of where you actually were. Part of you wanted to say fuck it, I'll take Minho right here and right now, but the more logical part of your brain knew you needed to get out of the maze now before the doors closed. And by now, the griever should've been long gone.

"Minho," you said breathlessly as he looked back at you after leaving marks all over your neck and collarbone. "We need to get back to the glade." You finish. You could see the look in his eyes and clearly, he had the same moral dilemma as you did a moment ago.

"Right- yeah, you're right let's go," Minho replied as you both did your best to squeeze out of the tiny crevice you had both wriggled yourselves into. Minho checked for the griever and thankfully it was nowhere to be seen.

Minho interlocked his fingers with yours as you ran through the maze, navigating its bends and corners. His grip was firm and protective and he was extra alert, checking behind and in front of you every so often.

Eventually, you both found yourself back in the glade with barely any time to spare. You let out a sigh of relief as you stepped onto the bright green grass, putting your head down and letting go of Minhos hand as you placed your hands on your knees while you panted.

The doors let out that familiar gust of wind and began to move once more, closing you into the glade for yet another night.

"What happened to you guys? We thought a griever got to you or something," Newt joked, walking up to you and Minho by the maze doors. You could tell a wave of relief passed over his face as he saw you both exit the maze and after he noticed that neither you nor Minho were injured.

You stood up straight again, putting your hands on your hips and giving Minho a look. You were about to tell Newt about the very close-to-death experience you and Minho just had, but before you could say anything, Minho spoke first, "Nope, we just spent too much time exploring. We made a lot of progress though." He lied.

You gave him a puzzled look. You both definitely did not make 'a lot of progress', not unless he defined 'a lot of progress' as rerunning areas of the maze you had already seen and mapped.

"We did?" You asked looking at Minho but he cut you off slightly as he continued.

"Yup, we did," Minho said grabbing your wrist and walking past Newt, "That's why we need to go to the maze room now," Minho concluded.

"Don't you guys want to eat something? Fry just made his stew, I'm sure you both are hungry by now," Newt asked, a little confused over Minho's urgency. For a while, Minho had started just grabbing a bite to eat before going to the maze room or bringing some food to the maze room as he mapped, but apparently, today was different.

"We're okay. Thanks though Newt." Minho said, still dragging you away as he waved goodbye to Newt who was left just standing there looking just as confused as you were.

After you both walked far enough away from Newt, Minho's grip on your wrist softened slightly, and soon you were both almost at the maze room.

"So are you going to tell me what that was about?" You questioned.

"Oh come on. Do you really think I'm going to let you get away with not finishing something you started?" Minho asked, pulling you into the maze room, closing the door, and sitting you down on the table in the center of the room. He stood in between your legs as he placed both of his hands on your hips, leaning his face into yours, leaving barely any room between your lips.

You chuckle slightly while looking at him, "A little eager aren't we?" You ask him while you place one of your hands on his nape and the other on his cheek.

"How could I not be? I've waited far too long for this," Minho counters, one of his hands traveling up your side as the other stayed on your hip.

You thought the tension was heavy in the maze, but now it had grown ten times greater in here.

A deep sense of longing and desperation filled the air as you looked at Minho again, meeting his eyes as you spoke, "You're not the only one who's been waiting."

And with that, Minho's lips found yours. You clung to him as you wrapped both of your hands around his neck. Minho reciprocated as he wrapped one of his arms around your back, bringing you even closer to him, while his other hand allowed itself to travel under the back of your shirt and up your spine. The feeling of his hand lingering up and down your spine sent shockwaves through your entire body.

Minho began kissing you hungrily and passionately, and being the sexually deprived teenager he was, he already grew hard again. You felt the bulge from his jeans press against your heat and you soon began to long for more of him.

You and Minho were quick to take your hands off of each other for a moment to take off your runners' harnesses. Your shirts were on the ground soon after, and you couldn't help but stare at Minho's figure as he stood in front of you.

God, this man was the definition of hot.

The way the muscles on his bicep flexed as he took off his shirt was quite possibly the most attractive thing you've ever seen. Not to mention that each and every one of his muscles was toned and defined.

Minho noticed your eyes linger on him, "Someone's staring." Minho stated as he lifted your chin up with his fingers, fiddling with the zipper of his jeans with his free hand while he did so.

"Can you blame me?" You ask, taking off your shorts and letting them fall on the ground, "You're hot Minho. I can't help but stare." You say as you begin to sit up straight. You tilted your head and placed your arms around his neck once more, staring up at him with a puppy dog-eyed expression.

Minho, who clearly isn't used to receiving praise for his looks, is floored. It's safe to say the compliment went straight to his dick because you could feel him grow even harder under you. You chuckle as you kiss Minho once more and this time, he melts into your touch completely.

Minho moves one of his hands to your back, the other moving up your thigh until it reaches your soaked panties. He moves them to the side so that he has access to your pussy and he places two of his fingers between your folds, rubbing you up and down.

A moan escapes from between your lips as you throw your head back, relying on the arms you have wrapped around Minho's neck and the hand he has on your back for support.

"So wet for me already," Minho chuckles to himself as he continues rubbing circles into your clit. Suddenly, he pushes one of his fingers into you, causing your body to jolt in pleasure and surprise.

He adds in his other finger and begins pumping them in and out of you, agonizingly slow. As if a reflex, you roll your hips against his hand and moan his name. You fail to suppress your soft whimpers as he picks up the pace, making you drown in pleasure.

"Minho please, I want you." You breathe out, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Want me to do what baby?" Minho asks as you bring your head back up to look at him.

"I want you inside me." You confess. "Please," you whimper, on the verge of begging him.

Minho kisses you softly as he takes his fingers out of you and you use your elbows to prop yourself up. Minho pulled his boxers down so they pooled at his ankles and his cock sprang out, hitting his stomach as he did so. His cock was long and hard as beads of precum dripped down from his tip. Fuck he was massive.

Minho lined himself up with your entrance and with one swift push, he entered you fully. You gasped as you sunk into him further. Your walls stretched around his girth and the quick pain you felt as he made his way inside you was quickly replaced by pleasure.

"Fuck- you're so big," You moaned out, as Minho began his thrusts.

He groaned as he began moving in and out of you. The pleasure both of you felt was unmatched as Minho gripped your hips, using them to help guide his movements.

"God you feel so good," Minho panted as he continued to thrust in and out of you.

Minho kisses you again, messily and sloppily as he continues with his movements, but neither of you can focus on kissing the other, not when he is pumping in and out of you. You couldn't help but savor what it felt like with him inside you. The way he filled you up made you feel like you were on cloud 9.

Minho kept mumbling out words of praise while he moved in and out of you and he could tell by the way your walls began to squeeze around him, that you were close. And you could tell that he was close by the way that his thrusts began growing more sloppy and desperate. But maybe it was him removing one of his hands from your hip to apply more pressure to your clit as he rubbed circles into it, that pushed you over the edge.

"Minho I'm going t-" You began to say as your voice broke but you couldn't finish your sentence before letting out a loud moan. A wave of ecstasy crashed over you all at once and you threw your head back in pleasure.

Minho groaned as he pushed into you with one final thrust, filling you up completely. It took a moment with the both of you panting before he pulled out.

You sat up straight as Minho brought his head towards your ear, "You did so well, you know that, right, baby?" Minho whispered before meeting your eyes. You gave him a smile and he gave you a soft kiss. "Want to grab some food and then cuddle in my hut for the night?" Minho asked as he pulled away, picking up his scatted clothes and putting them back on.

"Mhm," You replied with a smile. Today was quite an eventful day and to be honest you were exhausted and Minho picked up on it.

"Are you tired?" Minho questioned as he grabbed your remaining clothing and put it back on you while you yawned.

"Just a bit," You replied with a chuckle as you hopped down from the table.

"We can go to be early tonight then," Minho said while wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you outside the maze room. You pecked him on the cheek as you both walked off.

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Bonus

"Hey Minho I know it's your day off but I can't find (Y/N) anywhere. I checked her hut and then thought maybe you'd know wher-" Newt paused as he barged into Minho's hut to see Minho now sitting straight up in his bed. "Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to your neck?" Newt asked, referring to the very obvious hickies you had ended up leaving Minho.

Minho was struggling for a response as you emerged from under the sheets in Minhos t-shirt, rubbing your eyes and looking over at Newt.

Newt looked at you both, bewildered and flustered as the dots finally connected in his brain. "You know what- Never mind. I'll leave you guys to it. Didn't mean to interrupt." Newt replied quickly, slamming the door on his way out of the hut.

You huffed and rolled back on your side in hopes of getting a bit more sleep. Minho gladly wrapped his arms around you and joined you.

Ok, this might be my favorite fic I've written so far. I'm really happy with how it turned out and I hope you guys like it too!!

Also, thank you guys again for all of the overwhelming support I've been getting. And thank you guys for 30 followers!!!!!!!!! I can't thank you guys enough for how kind you've all been, but seriously you're all so amazing and so sweet.

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I went on a guitarhero spree this weekend, saw the scott pilgrim au. I hungry for more info about it, pretty please? Even bread crumbs-

OOOP-

My og Adam harem idea

Man I haven't touched that thing in a while actually 💀

Ngl the schott pilgrim au is not really scott pilgrimy it's more the concept of fighting exes I based it off of

I made my decision a while ago to make st peter the 7th (guitargates my beloved <3 I will draw you eventually my heart won't stand it)

Guys he cut off a guy's ear to defend Jesus please guys he has a violent streak guys please

Okay just to confirm- the roster is a follows:

Mammon

Eve

St peter

Azreal (might be swapped out for Uriel ngl)

Rapheal

Gabriel

Micheal

Again this is more of a funny silly thing. I just wanted Lucifur to get beat up ngl- emotionally and physically 💀

HOWEVER-

I am thinking of revamping it to make lucifurs siblings cuz that actually made so much sense (7 rings of heaven 7 deadly sins ykykyk) that makes them like, Adam's actual 7 holy exes. Not its not just because that what I've been doing recently, but I think it makes the plot easier for me

Hear me out:

All of lucifurs' 7 siblings are willing rebounds in Adam's whimsy idea of revegene. It's a whole pride thing that Lucifur won't be the first of his family to have had Adam. So not only is Adam getting his revenge, but in a way, so are his siblings, but they won't be punished for it, lol. It's not very romantic, more like causual relationships.

But each are a bit emotional in a way that Adam become on a level, attracted to each one of them because they hold a certain trait that reminds Adam of Lucifur. Each time Adam breaks up with them it's because it's when it gets too much for him, knowing that it's not the same (still unsure but yea)

The siblings also grow close to Adam. While not finding romance, they have a very deep bond with him. Like a while understanding that they all got hurt because of lucifur. And they kinda just agree to be adam gaurdian angels.

That's kinda why they go and fight lucifur when they find out about their relationship (they kinda made a contract that they would have to test the suitor before they actually could really be together)

Now when they fight it's a fat combo of angst because Lucifur is going to have to confront his family, how his actions had hurt Adam enough to seek his siblings, realize he's hurt them too, and see the parts of himself that Adam loved and loathed about him through his siblings as they tell him about their relationship with Adam and it just debsyevwh

In that case the roster would have followed (this includes the trail adam saw in each of them although these are not set in stone-

Zadkiel or Azreal (prob Azreal)- dedication

Chamuel- passion

Jophiel- creativity

Uriel- knowledge

Raphael- understanding

Gabriel- joy/optimism

Micheal- pride

Top to bottom is the corn logical order of who Adam was in a relationship with. It would hypothetically get more emotional with every layer and a lot harder for lucifur to fight. Which is why Micheal is as the very bottom lol

There is also confrontation with the problems Adam has with relationships because it's him so yeah

The og lineup is more for comedy the second is more for the emotional stuff

The sibling one is Lucifur getting bet down with emotions and the more randomizer one is filled with lucifur just gawking and slightly getting beat up with emotions

I actually was working on a fake poster of it 2 weeks ago but my body gave up because I was trying to emulate the scott pilgrim style and gave up lol here is the wip of it though o3o

Girl I just realized I forgot to put the WIP LMAO

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Fyodor

This is a mixture of crack, slightest angst and some light smut!!

I love Fyodor but I also love insulting him

Trigger warnings: suggestive themes, mentions of murder, swearing, insults, mentions of religion,he's lowkey toxic asf, Fyodor is a discord moderator and a roblox sugar daddy with lice😕😕

°I legitimately believe Fyodor wouldn't be able to love or find the mental capacity or motivation to care for anyone (unless he actually needs that person for their plan)

°that being said, we'll just pretend he does love and care for you, Kay? (stay delusional💋💋

°Fyodor never talks about his family because he has a bad relationship with them and he legitimately wouldn't enjoy hearing you rant about it neither

°honestly he has a pretty bad temper and can easily snap at you for the smallest mistakes

°afterwards he makes himself out to be a victim as he manipulates you 😋😋

°I feel like Fyodors ideal way of spending time with you would be just sitting in silence enjoying a book or just the both of you mind your own business

°he likes recommending you books and then hearing you talk and rant about them, talking what you enjoyed, what you didn't enjoy, ect. (especially if it's one of his favorite books that he wishes to re-read but can't due to his entire attention and time keeps going to his plan)

°I feel like Fyodor would be attracted to fur coats like idk why (NOT LIKE THE COAT ITSELF BUT YOU WEARING THE COAT YKYKYK???)

°Fyodors fangs are sharp because I said so???

°I don't know why but he gives me biter vibes

°like he just bites shit

°he hasn't washed his clothing for like 5 months

° he used to have a full skin care routine (more so like creams so his skin wouldn't dry and then crack) but he stopped due to the lack of time

°he cares a lot about his oral hygiene

°his lips are a pretty dark red or at least look really pigmented because his skin is incredibly pale

°he brushes his hair with a broken hair brush Nikolai got him from goodwill

°once he dyed his hair purple with a sharpie

°he scams kids

°he definitely had a YouTube channel when he was like 8 (that's his villain backstory btw)

°he's an average twt user

°he had extremely sensitive hearing but can now barely hear on his left ear

°he used to pray really often when he was a kid but after time he started backing away from that and does it on occasion

°he has really bad eye bags

°he can't walk up stairs without gasping for air

°once he tried looking for some guy he needed for something through tinder

°he doesn't enjoy vodka (he prefers wine imo)

°once he got into an argument with a polish citizen about WW2 (I'm polish therefore this is cannon now)

°he got banned on roblox after calling some girl a cunt

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°his body is skinny asf yet his abs are the slightest bit toned

°his nipples and tip are really rosy

°very good hygiene regarding his dick

°he prefers taking you from behind because his family used to shame sexual acts of desire

°very long fingers yet he doesn't know exactly how to use them

°he lights candles and actually tries to have a mood setup

°he's super into hair pulling

°loves getting sucked off

°doesn't do foreplay nor does he try to hard with aftercare

°always showers after sex to wash his "indecency" off

°he wouldn't mind getting his dick crushed by your heel

°he prefers receiving cause his anemic fragile body doesn't have energy for a lot

°pants a lot

°is a smooth talker yet he isn't much into degrading just prefers to stay silent

°interested in wax play and role play

[haecien]

haiii ^^ i noticed ur reqs are open! do you do bullet point fics/asks? if not, that’s ok hehehe

would you be open to doing a university fic for hoshi! anything else u can decide :]

thank u !

Yes! I can do that :D <33 thanks anon for the ask bb!!

—Hoshi in University !

University au, Gender neutral reader, Swearing/cursing, fluffyyy <3

(First time trying out a bullet fic so idk if this is correct 😭)

100% he got lost at first while trying to find the lecture hall... bro had a map and everything ready but still got lost for some reason lmao

He seemed quiet at first but became popular quickly due to his ... "outstanding" personality, also became popular due to his dancing skills:D

Probably has a small circle of dancers friends and they do dance covers:D

He seems a bit careless in his works but in reality he's actually very good and submits most of his works in time

Wants to steal the schools kimchi during breaks(/j)

I deadass dont know what course he would take😭😭 bro picks smthing random/j

🐯

Hoshi x Y/n(Reader) in University !

They fell first he fell harder type of trope ykykyk

Reader saw Hoshi first sight and fell instantly, the time Hoshi finally fell is when they started chatting and he fell super fucking hard I tell you😭

When word got out you both liked each other it spread like wild fire, maybe the reader was more like an academic achiever and Hoshi was very popular and had suprisingly a lot of admirers

Its a shock how you were able to pull Hoshi, there have been rumors how he "harshly" rejected some girls but you were a different case it seems

Reader often likes to help out Hoshi if he's having trouble in any class, yes that means library dates and study dates🤞

Also maybe reader isn't the biggest physical touch person but when it comes to Hoshi its just different, hugs for life guys

🐯

Seventeen — @slytherinshua , @weird-bookworm , @woozvc , @bangantokchy , @mayashu , @mirxzii , @glosskirt , @amxlia-stars , @addicsvt

[lacedupforyou]

"Y͎o͎u͎'͎r͎e͎ ͎T͎o͎u͎g͎h͎e͎r͎ ͎T͎h͎a͎n͎ ͎Y͎o͎u͎ ͎L͎o͎o͎k͎" Yandere South Headcannons

(A sprinkle of yandere, Ok more of an obsessive kinda south. :')

(Brahman! Female! Reader.)

He probably met you through a fight, Seeing the way you were so agile you must have been very trained. But finding out how strong you were and that you were a girl made him curious.

The way you fly through the air and land your hits amazes him. It makes him want to take you down and spar with him. After the fight you were stuck in his head for awhile. How were you so good at fighting? Did someone teach you? were you born that way? What makes you tick?

Until he saw you again outside of fighting. You were petting some cat near a stream of water. He had been walking and noticed your hair. But you were in your school uniform.

He debated jumping you and sparring with you. But you had such a gentle smile on your face he didn't want to break a pretty girl's smile. Not yet atleast

He began a habit of watching you from afar, Having such gentle and caring actions but being a skilled fighter. Were you an angel? An angel of justice?

He never spoke to you, Knowing you would break the gentle persona and fight him. He'd have to crush you like a bug. (He would never. But would never admit to that)

When the fight came for the three deities, He saw you again in your brahman coat with a scowl. South was not even looking at Senju, Takemichi or even Mikey. He kept his eyes on YOU. MF YOUUU.

During the fight his impulses came out. And if you've read the chapter you know what happens. (Bye-Bye South) He was beaten harshly. and in his time in the hospital he wrote you his first letter.

"𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕃/ℕ 𝕐/ℕ, 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕠. 𝕀 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕥 (ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖) ℍ𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕝, ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖." - 𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕠

At First it scared you. But you thought about the fight, How badly he must have been beaten and how he could be hurting. The gentle side of you decided there's nothing he can do to you inside a hospital. May as well see what he wants

You had brought him some flowers as a sort of peace offering. You set them on the counter and sat on the chair next to the hospital bed he laid in. "You wanted to see me?"

"I did. Thank you for coming." He expressed his feelings and told you how he felt and that he would like to at least be your friend he knows it will take time but he knows how you act. He says he knows you.

You feel bad for him, His kindness shocking. He told you his backstory and it made you feel bad. You took up the offer of being his friend. As he got out of the hospital brahman and rokuhara were forgotten (The final showdown battle ykykyk)

You both spent time together, Seeing movies, Cafes, Parks, Talking sharing Ideals.

Little do you know, You feed farther and farther to his delusions. The obsession never. ever. ends.

[ga1axyranger]

Dadhill can i vent pls

AAARGRGRG I LIKE HIM SO MICH IT HURTSSSSS AAAAAAAA

I want him but i know i cant have him :( i can only afford to admire and crush on him from afar :( i got so close to being friends w him until i found out another girl is giving him signals and i dont wanna chase over him ykykyk so now im just idk :c

-🧸

"Hun, just remember he ain't the only one out there, however, just because another girl is givin' him signals doesn't exactly guarantee he feels the same way. It could be unrequited, there's really no proper way to tell. But either way, ya deserve someone who can treat you right, so choose wisely kiddo..don't let yerself get hurt over a man..!"

[elysianslove]

Haikyuu ace's dick analysis please? 🥺🥺 i beg you 🥺🥺

yes for sure babe <333 here’s the captains version, setters version, middle blockers version and here’s the jjk version :) 

aces done in the captains version: ushijima wakatoshi, bokuto kōtarō, futakuchi kenji

again, this is probably highly unrealistic, but to that i say, so what 😎

HAIKYUU ACES DICK ANALYSIS

sakusa kiyoomi 

omg,,, omg omg omg. his dick is so pretty. it’s like a flushed pink along along the shaft, with the head a darker shade, especially when he’s hard oh my god. like it flushes so dark when he is, and when precum dribbles out and his cock bobs a little!! so cute. it’s longgg, and perfectly, proportionately thick. i think it’s a good 6.8 inches? omg!!! with a curve to it so it doesn’t stand up stick straight ykykyk,,, he’s very clean shaven!! he just thinks it makes everything so much more convenient like that. (can i point out that sakusa has very cute very pink very sensitive nipples too anyways—)

iwaizumi hajime

had to take a moment to breathe bc thinking about this,,, he’s so big i :( such a thick cock, like there is so much girth to him. he’s kind of long too, but honestly iwaizumi fucks, yk? so no matter what, you’re getting your shit wrecked. i think he’s maybe 6.5/6.6 inches. leaves you impossibly satisfied. the shaft is a dark tan color, same as his skin, but the head is such a dark pink/bordering on red. so. yk? curves a little to the right. so veiny too and like. he’s. he’s THICK OKAY. like his own hand wraps around his cock well enough, but you cannot imagine your own. not clean shaven <//3 but he will trim for you dw iwa’s nothing if not a gentleman :) 

asahi azumane 

BIG DICK AND DOESNT KNOW IT. he’s like 7.1 inches pls, like he’s hangin my god. dick print in the sweats goes crazyyy. he’s hella proportionate too so he’s stretching you out good and you’re feeling him in your stomach. but pls he genuinely doesn’t have a concept of what’s big or not so imagine it just slaps up against his stomach and you’re just. what the Fuck. not much curve to it tbh, and the veins are not sooo prominent. pretty pink flushed head, just a tan shaft. and he trims !!! not completely clean shaven cause he doesn’t wanna but also he’s hella respectful !! (if u want him to shave it off just say the word :)) also!! has a fascination with watching your hole suck him in idcidc 

aran ojirō

oh my god. i am sensing a trend here: ace = big dick. do i make the rules? yes and no. his dick is so so so so big. like 7.6 or 7.7 inches i’m not even joking. this one is realistic i don’t care. the team was doing a dick comparison and he humbled them all. just had to walk around commando in sweats tbh. dark shaft and a redder tip!!!! so thick, so long, so perfect. he trims always, and it’s never bothersome. his dick is so heavy oh my god. it doesn’t really curve, at least not very obviously (except when he’s hard it curves a little), and only when it’s hard are the veins prominent. he always presses his hand against your tummy when he’s fucking you, fingers digging in, ugh ;( 

hoshiumi kōrai 

such a pretty dick too!! thicker than it is long, at maybe 6.2 or 6.3 inches? it’s pale all along and has a very flushed, pink head that looks so so so pretty when it’s oozing precum and it’s dribbling all over his cock. clean shaven, just cause. like why not? he does get lazy sometimes though :( omg does the carpet match the drapes are his pubes just. white. question of the century. anyways. it’s curves a little to left !! and it feels so nice in your hand, thick and heavy, especially when it’s all slippery. did i mention the tip is so pink? the tip is so pink. like a blushing pink/red. pretty pretty pretty 

yamamoto taketora 

he has a skinny dick i just know it. i don’t know why i just feel it in my bones. it’s like 6.4 inches or 6.5, with a fair color along the shaft, very similar to his skin color like peachy/pink undertones, and a pale pink head!!! didn’t know how to use it at first at all, but practice makes perfect babyyy, and now he’s extravagant at rocking his hips like that. surprisingly, he’s completely clean shaven! maybe he saw it in porn and figured that’s what all the girls would want. the type to fuck your throat just to try and see the outline of his dick and prod at it. also the type to gasp in awe and go, “i can see my dick in your throat!” anyways. 

numai kazuma 

this man is so sexy why am i only just noticing that. omg he has like. the perfect dick. it’s not so unbearably thick, and not cervix tickling long, but justttt right. also he KNOWS how to use it but he thinks he doesn’t. he’s like a 6.9 inches and such good girth!!! a little thicker than he is long but, it’s not noticeable. curves deliciously to the right. the prettiest light pink tip, like it’s a pale pink that doesn’t get all that darker when he’s hard, and a gold tan to his shaft. veins!!! sloppy sloppy sloppy like cums so much ugh. anyways he’s just so cute yet so hot and he fucks so well but is always like “is this okay? you feel— this is good?” pls <3 

did i miss any ace? i hope i didn’t :( i kept looking up schools and all just to make sure i didn’t!!! also i hope you guys enjoyed!! :D 

[catcze]

I might send a bunch of NSFW stuff in, pls don't feel pressured to reply or post it, lmk if it makes you uncomfy !! I don't wanna send uncomfy stuff ykykyk

that out of the way

ayato

- very reserved man, won't fuck with just anyone

- have to get close to him

- takes a lot of trust for him to

- but when he does, keep that trust babe

- obvs he'll be gentle at first, learning what you two are comfortable with, what makes you squirm and cry to use against you later

- praise. Huge on praise. Good girl/boy is his favourite, loves to give and see you absalutly crumble as your eyes fill with lust

- def into dirty talk, was ll narrate anything and everything he's doing and wants to to do

(Bonus: he'll bring up the idea of mirror sex so you can see your own beauty and what he sees~)

- service Dom. I can't rlly imagine him being a sub tbh, ofc he likes stimulation and having his cock sucked ykykyk, but I def see ayato more giving than receiving.

- chocking

- he will put a hand around your neck and look you dead in the eyes and you moan from it

(He def watched some video on yt on how to choke someone consesually and safely, poor man's was confused, ayaka walked in on him trying to do it on himself, and ran back to her room giggling while writing it down for blackmail)

- so yk, his hand knows what to do

- the aftercare is mmm

- doesn't know wtf to do, really, he just gets protective instincts and cleans u up

- after, both of u r in bed and laying down, tired, and doze off to sleep spooning

help I forgot how to write smex HDHDJSJA it's like 1 am here forgive me 🎱

NSFW !! 18+ ONLY !!

ajssa naw dw babe its all good you did, like, the opposite of making me uncomfy HAHAHSAKJN 👀👀💞

aksjnas I can't give my individual thoughts on evry singe hc bc it's literally just me going OH MY GOD YESSS OMG AKSJDNA like over and over but basically yES this is so good aaAA 😭💦

Fr tho service doms are suchhh a weakness of mine so service dom Ayato ?? delicious. mMM <33 PLs im such a sucker for like,,,, i dunno how to explain it but like THIS basically is like the goals for me yk ?? HAHSKJA

Also pls him learning from the yt video 😭 BOI PLS AKSNDASKJ Crying oh my god HAHSJKA

Babe this was vv good ilysm <333 Now please get some sleep 😭 you can send in more horny when u wake up HAHHA

also side note dw sm abt making me uncomfy my loveee <33 HAAH but like if u just wanna b sure abt the stuff you're sending in, there's a list of stuff i won't take at the bottom of the rules page, if you ever want to double check there !! <33

[skrunklybf-archived]

You can't get enough of the pictures of Jean's childhood that his mom shares with you. He was so cute with his chubby little cheeks and gap-toothed smile.🥺🥺 Initially, Jean's a little embarrassed but then mentions that he wouldn't mind having another little guy or girl like that running around. Perhaps with some of you mixed in.😏

o-oh my god

PLEASE. baby jean.... i'd melt on the spot, he wouldn't be able to stop me

plus i feel like after jean sees you getting all mushy and giggly about his own baby pics, he'd be deep in baby fever yk..... asks you about your birth control method when you get home...... "accidentally" throws out the condoms if you use them ykykyk