#hopeful asks 💌

[yuwuta]

half of these tiktok relationship/break up/whatever pranks would not work on most of the jjk boys, but nanami is esp funny because he just becomes immune to it. you tell him you two should break up and he just sighs and nods, continues making dinner even as you flutter around him and try to start a fake argument. “kento, hello? i’m saying we’re finished!” and he just hums, and chops the vegetables, “that’s nice, dear. did you want red or yellow peppers this time?” 

[lavendermin]

Please don't leave us hanging from the Jing yuan drabble I'm afraid you awoken something in me (take your time also take good care of yourself 💖💯💯)

If you mean the little drabble of jing yuan being told he’s going to have 8 kids in the future, I have soooo many thoughts I’m trying to put together. He makes me insane, anon 🫠💗💗💗

a continuation based off this post below

cw | pregnancy, breeding kink, fem reader

Needless to say the words linger in his mind for the rest of the day. They play over and over in Jing Yuan’s head. He needs to process them, but what’s there to process?

Coming from the Master Diviner of all people, it was a prominent future she saw. It tells him two things: one, Fu Xuan has been checking up on him (this one is her job actually) and two, he’ll be quite busy with his spouse soon.

How soon? Jing yuan can’t help but wonder. And he didn’t want to pry with Fu Xuan. Best not to give her the upper hand with something to tease him with.

“Something on your mind, love?” Your question brings him out of his pondering. He takes a seat on the couch next to you, a quiet sigh leaving his lips as he sinks into the plush comfort.

“Just a few things I have to do.” His reply is vague and the smug smile he wears makes you raise a brow.

You shuffle over to straddle his thighs, nimble hands working into his tense shoulders.

“A lot of work recently? Will you be busier?”

He chuckles, closing his eyes to relish the attention you give him.

“Mm. Something along those lines.”

“Want me to run a bath for us?”

His hands absentmindedly settle on your hips. “A little later. Haven’t even kissed my wife yet.”

You can’t help but smile with a little roll of your eyes, easily giving in and placing a peck to his lips. It’s chaste and loving—a sincere ‘welcome home’. But as Jing Yuan chases your lips, it’s clear there’s something more he’s after.

You pull away breathless, a string of saliva connecting you both. It’s a little obscene, even for him. “J-Jing–”

He cuts you off as his lips slot over yours again, his tongue pushing into your mouth greedily. This kind of possessiveness was rare with him. It lit a fire in your belly when he got like this. But…

“Jing Yuan– Wait,” you lightly push him off you. His lips continue to feverishly press kisses to your jaw and neck. A sharp gasp leaves you as his hands start to slowly grind you back and forth on his thigh. “L-Love, I’m ovulating. We can’t– It’s too risky.”

It wasn’t like him to be this lost to reason. A rumble akin to a growl leaves him as soon as you mention it. By now your neck is littered in marks he’s sucked to the delicate skin there. Jing Yuan is breathless as he uses all the resolve he has left to stop, his breath hot against your bare chest where he was already pulling down your top.

You can’t help looking at him with concern. In an instant, he looks up at you with composure back under rein. His smile is sweet, devilish as it hides the insatiable hunger that’s growing at an alarming rate.

“All the more reason to make love to my precious wife, wouldn’t you say?”

With the opportunity presented to himself and the tangible future of his wife, lovely and pregnant, he thinks himself a fool not to start now.

You chuckle at first, assuming it’s some of Jing Yuan’s usual teasing. But as his eyes lock with yours, unwavering and pupils blown wide with lust as his arms press you further against his broad body, it dawns on you that he’s completely serious.

“You– We,” you stutter as you feel your core throb with a surge of need. Damn those hormones during your ovulation. In a small, shaky voice you ask, “I thought you said you wanted to wait until you retired… Do you really want to try for a baby?”

There’s a glimmer in your eyes, chest tight with a flood of different emotions. Anticipation, unabashed lust, adoration.

Jing Yuan responds with a chuckle, opting to gently pull your face for a kiss. This one is only a light simmer of the ardent need he has to breed you until dawn.

“If you’re agreeable, of course. There’s a saying from a few star systems down that says life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. I’ve already made you my wife, I’d love to also make you a mother.”

The bright smile that breaks on your face is all the answer he needs as you pull his face in to litter kisses all over his face, ending by going in for a kiss that leaves him smiling like an idiot. Your idiot.

Jing Yuan has no plans to retire soon, but officially starting his family rejuvenated his resolve to continue as general for a while longer. There was still work to be done to keep the Xianzhou safe and ensure the era of peace continues for his children. He’ll have to thank Fu Xuan later for the slip of her tongue.

And it’s no surprise that making love to you for the next few consecutive days proves fruitful a couple weeks later.

Gossip and rumor spreads fast, especially with Jing Yuan being general of the Luofu. He’s constantly in the eye of the public. Once your tummy starts showing a bit more, he can’t help but stroll around proudly with you by his side—his hand protectively on your belly whenever he can. The people call your pregnancy a sign of abundant good luck, an omen for exceptional good to come in the future. Likewise, Jing Yuan is positively over the moon as a soon-to-be-father.

He can’t wait to hold his twin girls in a few months.

And after that, he can breed you again. And again. And again. It’s in his future, after all.

[14dayswithyou]

Please give Ren a kiss for me! 🩷

How would Ren/REDACTED react to MC falling in love with someone else and chosing to date them?

Would he get jealous but eventually accept it and let us go or would he ruin MC's relationship with that person or even kill them?

If you could go into detail about Ren's reaction and what he would do, that would be nice 👉🏻👈🏻 (No pressure ofc)

(Please remember to take breaks, eat well and hydrate!🫶🏻)

✦゜ANSWERED: Since Ren is a yandere, I think his reactions would be what most people expect ;v; He would definitely get envious over the fact that someone managed to capture Angel's attention before him, and I'm sure he'd purposefully find a way to remove their partner and get Angel to prioritise him instead.

He'd certainly get jealous as well since that person is still currently in a relationship with Angel (as opposed to them breaking up and leaving Ren with a chance), but I don't really want to go into detail about this as it's bound to happen in the game at some point and I wouldn't want to spoil anything ^^;

But you can always reference the current behaviour he displays in the demo (or some of the other posts on this blog)!!

[hotchs-big-hands]

https://www.tumblr.com/hotchs-big-hands/746828322146811904/so-this?source=share

The way I would do anything he asked for the privilege of humping his stomach

REAL I wanna ride his tummy cuz that’s more filthy IEUFIDXISJFJ 👉👈

Ofc I’m writing a blurb I caint help it LMAO

18+ only|gn!reader

You usually grind on his thigh, which is heavenly with his strong muscles that he flexes whilst you move. But he’s definitely noticed your love for his stomach. He’s softened with age and for a long time he wasn’t really sure what he thought about that, until you came along.

You’re always complimenting him and when you cuddle on the couch or in bed you love to nuzzle into his stomach or trace your fingers over it. You’re careful, of course, because of the scars covering his torso. But you hadn’t seen his body yet though because he always kept a tee shirt on, including when you were intimate. He was forever grateful for your patience and acceptance that he wasn’t comfortable showing off his body yet. Although, your unwavering affection makes his confidence swell and one day he goes without a tee shirt when he walks into the bedroom where you were curled up on the bed. It made him almost tearful how loving and affectionate you were, kissing his body until not an inch was left untouched.

He knows you love his body, and he loves to see you grinding on him to get yourself off so he gets an idea he wants to try. And so he prompts you when you’re getting it on one night.

You’re rolling your hips down on his lap, kissing Aaron hungrily, hands pawing at his chest desperately. He pulls back suddenly and you whimper in protest. He chuckles softly and holds onto you whilst he shifts back and lays back against the pillows.

“Honey, I want to try something with you tonight.” He says and you’re immediately intrigued. He smirks at you and gropes at your hips. “I want you to ride me.”

You’re confused because you’ve done that before, but you’re nonetheless still enthusiastic. But as you move to grab his thick cock he gently moves your hands away and beckons you with his finger.

“Slide your hips towards me, angel.” You comply, inching forward a bit but he hums. “Closer.”

You’re practically straddling his soft stomach at this point, then it hits you. Oh fuck. He wants you to ride his stomach. He encourages you when you brace yourself with your hands on his chest and with the first roll of your hips he knows this was a good idea. His cock twitches against his lower abdomen as you begin to ease into it now, humming softly and stroking the soft skin of your thighs with his large hands.

“That’s it, grind on my stomach, honey.”

You’re a mess, overwhelmingly turned on by the whole act. It’s filthy, getting yourself off by humping his stomach but you don’t care. You are emboldened when his hand slides past your thigh to grasp his leaking cock, jerking himself off in time with the roll of your hips. You’re not gonna last, and neither is he but you don’t want to try prolonging the edge, instead increasing your speed until you’re whining his name desperately and your body quivers with pleasure. He slips his thumb into your mouth and coos.

“Gonna cum for me, huh? Go on, cum on my stomach, baby.” He purrs and it takes only a little more grinding before you’re collapsing onto him, your orgasm ripping through you as you dig your fingers into his pecs. Aaron moans your name lowly against your chest and you feel the telltale sign of his own unravelling from the spatters of cum hitting your asscheeks.

You both lay there for a little moment as you calm down, then you slowly slide down over his cock with a grin when he hisses from overstimulation. From between his legs you kiss his thigh and pout slightly.

“I made a mess so I’ve gotta clean you up, Aaron.”

He groans loudly and his head falls back against the pillows in anticipation, a smile forming on his lips.

[b1mbodoll]

i dont know why hybrid breeders thought it was a perfect idea to put bunny!you in a cage with wolf!nicho (＞人＜;) he so obviously could break you to pieces but instead he likes to play with you! pulling on your ears and flicking your tail :( it's enough to make you whine everytime but he doesn't care !!!! and eventually when his heat comes, you can tell bcs hes twice as mean when teasing you, pushing you down and lifting your ass up so he could "play with you like normal" but the whole time his hybrid cock is running against your pussy TT n when you get really fussy it gets hard not to fill you all the way up completely (non con) ★★★ literally theres no way you're getting out of his hold! you can cry and try to push him away but hes 10x stronger than you and his heat makes him soooo hot all he can think abt is making your tummy swell up with his pups! (so unrealistic but i know you're into it but imagine him fucking his knot into you so deep it starts pooling out your mouth and your eyes are rolled back and u cant do anything but feel it completely)

love 🎀 anonie!

pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader

warnings: hybrids + inflation + knotting + breeding + blood + noncon + jealousy + a/b/o dynamics + drool + daddy kink + subspace + inflation

💌: i had to prio this bc its so dreamy like 😵‍💫 u included a lot of my fave kinks n tropes n im so thankful i love u so much for swndinf this my way idk how much i can add on bc its lrtrly perfect but i hope i do it justice !

the first time you and nicho r forced into the same cramped cage your heart was racing and ur tail was twitching so bad :( your reaction tugged at nicho’s heartstrings but the lust he felt was overpowering any bit of sympathy. he’s not a complete monster so he doesn’t take your virginity immediately. instead the wolfboy satiates his sick need to torment you by tugging at your loppy ears and mouthing at your cotton tail, strings of saliva coat the entire thing n pool at your asshole.

he doesn’t go any further yet, has to get you used to the “tame” stuff before he can fuck you raw. tries to hold back for as long as he can but the closer he gets to his rut, the less self control he has n it’s your fault he’s got his teeth planted on your shoulder as he slips his cockhead inside. “your pussy is so tiny, bunny,” he murmers, words slightly slurred from the drool escaping him, “gonna fuckin’ tear you apart.”

before he’s able to fill you up completely, nicho’s needed in the breeding room n your handler lets you out into the gated pasture, doing their best to keep you two in seperate enclosures from that moment on.

it’s been a week since your caging situation was sorted n the wolfboy is lucky if he catches a glimpse of you through a fence. words cant describe how furious nicholas is, snarling at the sight of bunny hybrid! euijoo cuddling up to you under a tree wishing he could scare the male into submitting to him n prove to you that he’s the prime mating choice.

it’s not long before your luck runs out and wolf! nicholas corners you after your caretakers have gone to bed. he’s so large and intimidating and his cold stare makes your legs shake with fear. the silence is deafening and he breaks it by asking to play, the question making your blood run cold because in his world, “playing” means letting him grope you n leave bloody lovebites across your chest. he doesn’t bother waiting for a reply because no matter how much you refuse he’s not gonna leave you alone. he needs to touch you.

nicho decides to go about toying with you differently this time. has to put you in your place n get it through your head that you nd your bunnycunt belong to him! snarls when he gets a whiff of euijoo’s scent, “present f’me, slut” he demands and the need to obey is so strong. has you opening your legs immediately, small hands spreading your hole open to expose your pussy. he groans at the sight and his mind becomes cloudy due to his impending rut, cant take the time to prep your cunt for his huge cock so he just opts to get it over with and makes you take his entire length in one go. “knew you’d feel good ‘round my cock,” his voice is thick, “gonna make you have my pups, bun.” more filthy words are directed to you n they have you keening, fucking yourself on his cock faster n faster.

it’s easy to slip into a submissive headspace, the feeling of his balls slapping your clit and knot beginning to inflate are overwhelmingly delicious leaving you no choice but to beg. “pleasepleaseplease cum, alpha! need your knot so bad i hafta make you a daddy!” nicholas fucking howls when his seed shoots directly into your womb and it makes your eyes cross. even after his knot reaches its full size he continues grinding his cock into you, cum getting pushed so deep inside it spills out of your open mouth n trickles down your chin. he’s too far gone and can’t stand the sight of his semen dripping out, cups your jaw with his hands n covers your mouth, makin you choke on the creamy fluid <3

[dragonsbabe]

How do you think they (Jace, Aemond, Aegon, and Daemon) would take you maidenhood?

(maybe waiting until the wedding night and making love to you or sneaking into your bedchamber and fucking you into the mattress)

omg this one is really good ✨

I'm sure Jacaerys would wait until your wedding night to take you. He wants to protect your honor and his. But he won't say no to heated make out sessions. Or some fun over the clothes. But in your wedding night he makes love to you the whole night and won't leave the room for days.

Aemond is the one who really waits until your wedding night. He doesn't try ANYTHING before marriage. Maybe just a few soft, slow and sweet make out sessions, but that's all. And in your special night he makes love to you. It's so romantic and passionate.

There is no way Aegon can wait until the wedding night. He is the one who would sneak into your bedchamber to fuck you. Since you two were betrothed he goes every night to your room to fuck you into the mattress. And after your wedding night he can't leave your room for days.

Daemon is such a tease. He is gonna wait until the wedding night, but as i said before, he is always teasing you. He's the one who starts hot make out sessions and the one who pushes you away when you try to slip your hand under his clothes. But he can't hold back in your wedding night. He goes feral for days.

[takami-takami]

Just think about it - Hawks hit by a quirk that brings his child-self to the present and him getting jealous we giving the smol bb more attention. 🥺❤️ I want to hold and never let that poor child go, and Keigo would be so salty about it lol. We try making chicken nuggets for the bb and he’d just go “No those are mine! Don’t feed him my nuggets!”

STOPPP THIS IS SO CUTE!!

I think he'd feel so disconnected from the younger, kid version of himself at first; but once he sees you pampering the child with love and affection, he feels... Complicated. The child that never felt the touch of real, unconditional love is being cradled, squeezed, and nurtured? Right in front of him?

He's usually so good around kids. Kids love him! So why can't he love this one back?

He doesn't want to think about it. Instead, he watches you fuss around the kitchen with what feels like jealousy. He eyes the little hatchling perched on the kitchen countertop, watches him swing his itty bitty legs while he awaits his first warm meal with wide-eyed anticipation.

It's a psychological wall, one that he feels begin dissolve when he sees you plant a kiss on the top of his child self's fuzzy head of hair and whisper, "you're gonna be okay. 'Love you."

He supposes he will.

[not-neverland06]

Are there more logan fics in the works?👀

Yes!

I don't know if you guys care about this but I do have a list of WIP's:

-Old Man Logan Hc's -I was considering a monster!fucker esque fic but I'm not sure -a couple hurt/comfort requests -Lumberjack!Logan -a handful of X-Men reader requests with varying powers

I am still writing for him, I'm just having a little bit of writer's block because I keep bouncing between too many ideas lol

plus some other miscellaneous Hugh stuff (Van Helsing and some godawful magician movie he was in)

[mirkwoodmunson]

This is a weird ask maybe? But like, I have a really shitty relationship with my family, they make me seem like my emotions are overreactions. Soooo I was wondering if you could possibly do a lil hurt/comfort blurb where reader has a tough time showing emotions because of that, and Eddie insists that she can and won’t be judge n all that stuff? 💖

Have a lovely day, I love your writing!

nooo not weird at all + you are so valid ❤️

thank you so much!! i hope you have a lovely day too!!!

“c’mooon, crabbypants. out with it. what’s goin’ on?”

usually his goading and teasing gets you to grin, elicits a snort and makes you playfully shove his shoulder. usually.

he sits beside you only rotated — while you were sat normally at the picnic table, he sat on the table itself with his feet planted on the bench beside you, facing the opposite direction, elbows on his knees and leaning toward you with a wide smirk, aiming a waggling finger in your direction that threatens to come closer and tickle your ear or pick your nose. eddie was unpredictable like that.

“knock it off, eddie,” you state flatly, deftly swatting his hand away with a huff.

again, usually he would double down, but eddie knows you well enough by now that he’s been able to pick up on your quirks. he can tell the silly ‘knock it off’s’ from the serious ones, and that one was serious enough to make his smile falter a bit, shadowed by concern.

when he sees you like this it just makes him want to help you. it just makes him sad that you’re sad. far be it from him to allow this dark cloud to continue shadowing you.

you’re hunched over an open notebook, doodling in the margins of some notes. from the corner of your eye you see eddie crane down, leaning to the side trying to get a look at you, before he leans back up and simply drops down a level and onto the bench with you, grunting with the force. he watches for your reaction. you continue to hunch.

the quiet continues between you two, eddie just sits facing the opposite way while you continue to write. he props an elbow on the table and slides it down till he’s leaning way over, slouched towards you, craning his head to find your eyes. when they flit up to meet his, his brow raises slightly and he smiles that cheesy, dorky smile. a face that says, very simply, ‘talk to meee~!’

you sigh heavily and flip your notebook closed, eddie swings a leg over so he’s straddling the bench, facing you, resting an arm on the table waiting for you to say something. but you still don’t say anything, instead picking at the warped wood beneath your palms.

after another beat of silence, eddie raises his own palms to his mouth, and blows a startlingly loud raspberry into them, making you jump in your seat and whip your head around to look at him; and when you do he’s grinning at you and wheezing quiet laughter. you can’t help the upwards quirk in the corner of your mouth, not when he’s looking at you like that with that big toothy smile, your cheeks warming.

“there you are!” he beams, excited that he’s gotten a positive reaction, and scoots closer. you sigh softly and the smile grows a little, mimicking him and lifting a leg over the bench to straddle it and face eddie. a little more serious, softer, he says, “c’mon, y/n, you know you can talk to me. spill.”

“…you’ll think it sounds so stupid, i-“

“noo nononono, hey. look at me,” he speaks so gently but it’s insistent, and so you do. his brown eyes are warm and soothing and hold your gaze with a tender concern. “don’t say that shit. please? literally nothing you say is stupid. nothing.”

your heart beats heavy and you start to look down, but eddie catches your chin with a loose fist and holds it up for you, meets your eye again,

“hey hey hey, listen! what’re you scared of, huh?” he’s smiling, encouraging, and gently stroking your chin with his thumb, “you’re talkin’ to eddie ‘the freak’ munson. the guys in hellfire, you think i judge them? think i like hangin’ around you so i can pick you apart?” with his free hand he playfully pinches your arm and you squeak, finally expelling a giggle, and eddie lights up and finds you can hold yourself up now as he puts his hands on your knees. you look at him without trouble now, smiling at each other.

“you— you can tell me anything, and i’m always gonna listen. i’m always here, and i’m never gonna judge you, i just…” he squeezes your knees. “i wanna help. okay? i-i want… i want you to feel like you can talk to me. like i’m… safe. y’know?”

you nod softly and marvel at the boy before you.

“so,” eddie says, and takes one of your hands into his own. “let’s hear it. what’s goin’ on?”

and you tell him. and he holds your hand all the while.

[junkissed]

THE TUMMMY VEEEEEEINS i just whimpered out loud. need to suck him off so bad feeling vampiric feeling mosquitotic 💤

member — junhui x gn reader genre — smut, it gets very soft n domestic word count — 800 warnings — handjob, oral (m receiving), no physical description of reader notes — MOSQUITOTIC MSHJDNEHDND ur so right tho i need to slurp him up like an insect!! anyway this wasnt supposed to get this long but if you havent noticed i really like jun so. what can i say. tagging @lovelyhan because this is what i meant when i said i love jun the same way you love jeonghan hehe

imagine laying down with jun and just running your hands along his tummy and tracing each and every vein with your fingertip and feeling how soft and smooth his skin is and how firm his abs are.

imagine pressing your hand flat against his stomach and making him shiver with how deliberate your touch is yet how gentle you are with him and it's cold and light but the pressure makes his whole body heat and you can feel how warm his skin is under your palm and he's already getting hard from how dangerously close your hand is.

imagine hearing the little sighs he lets out, seeing him close his eyes and his bare chest moving up and down with each little breath he takes as your fingers follow his veins lower and lower and lower and-

imagine taking his cock in your hand and holding it, your touch still so gentle and light as a feather but he still gasps and pushes his hips up unconsciously, begging for more stimulation, but you loosen your grip and let his cock rest against your palm, tracing the thick vein along the top with your thumb, putting just a little bit of pressure, stroking him slowly and carefully as if you were petting a cat.

imagine watching his abs tense up and his stomach muscles contract when you grip him a little tighter, watching his head roll back against the pillow to expose his neck and his adam's apple that dances and bobs with every ragged breath and choked whimper that leaves his beautiful parted lips as he begs you for more, harder, faster, tighter, more, please, and you ignore his pleas in favor of tracing the ridges of his cock once more, determined to memorize every inch of him so that you could recognize him from the veins on his cock alone, feeling every single bump and groove and vein he has to offer because no one has a cock as good as his, none as perfect as his, none as unique as his and you tell him so, because you have to make sure he knows you appreciate all of him because it's him, whether he's inside you or in your hand or in your mouth, you love all of him and you wouldn't want to know anyone as intimately as you know him.

and once you've thoroughly memorized him with your hands, there's only one logical next step, memorizing him with your tongue. imagine wrapping your lips around him and starting at the tip, working your way down slowly, letting your tongue wander over every part of him, mapping out his body with your mouth just like you did with your fingers, taking your time, not caring about the spit that falls from your lips and pools at the base of his cock and makes a mess everywhere, because by now he's moaning so sweetly and the mess is the last thing on his mind, he's not holding back any sound, he's not filtering the words of praise that spill out of him, he loves you, he loves your hands, he loves your mouth, you're always so good to him and he loves you so so much.

imagine the sheets curled around his fists as he struggles to stay still but he can't because you feel too good, you feel too perfect, how can you even be real because you're so good to him, you must be some sort of dream.

imagine the sweat pouring from his skin, his body shaking and convulsing and you're barely even moving and barely even touching him but it's so much, it's too much, he can't help it and oh fuck please please please he's so close and-

and you don't tease him for cumming so fast, you don't scold him or punish him or overstimulate him like you've done many times before, you just lick the trickle of cum from your lips and sit up to kiss him, holding his face gently, the same gentleness that you held his cock with, the same gentleness that you hold his heart with, because he's so precious to you that you can't imagine why anyone wouldn't want to hold him and touch him and trace every vein like you do.

you can't imagine how anyone could not love him like you do, but that's okay, because he's all yours, so you don't need to imagine anyone else. all you have to imagine is him, right here, laying next to you, his breathing finally beginning to slow as he kisses you again and again, because he couldn't imagine how anyone could not love you, but it doesn't matter because you're all his and he doesn't need to imagine anyone else, either.

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[lavendermin]

also tipsiness but in a more sfw context

note: reader is a shitty texter with atrocious grammar and shorthand because the weaklings who use autocorrect will not survive when the abundance invades

you get invited by your friends out to a bar of some sort after-work party, and despite your usual reservations you somehow end up overindulging (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) perhaps it was the sweetness of the cocktails you'd ordered that masked the liquor's burn, or getting caught up in the tale your coworker was divulging of her cheating ex that was begging for her to take them back (and maybe in your tipsy mind you think, jing yuan would never do that, but it's merely a passing thought that you don't linger on, gliding past your focus as she drops another deranged attempt at winning her affections again) but whatever the reason—your head's spinning not even halfway through the night.

It'd be a lot less cause for concern of circumstances hadn't aligned how they had, your place of residence far further away than the usual haunt, and your friends are realising how intoxicated you actually are when you start rambling, dropping anecdotes about your definitely-not-a-crush, and definitely merely admiration fueled fixation on the Luofu's General. By the fourteenth metaphor of 'eyes like sunbeams shining through slow-flowing honey, except vibrant in a way that nothing else could ever stand up to', they are more than just a tiny bit worried about how they're going to get you home.

For reasons unknown, you've somehow acquired Jing Yuan's number, and for reasons slightly more known, your friend group ends up huddled around the table, your phone opened up to the chat and placed on the sticky surface.

The muttered comment of "dear Lan, I think I'm going to be sick—and it's not because of the alcohol," at your contact name—⭑⊹｡𖦹°‧ general ⋆₊˚⊹♡  is a perfectly acceptable name and you will live and die by this truth— has you offended enough that you demand they dictate your speech, instead of simply letting them convey a general sentiment from the group.

You would have texted him yourself, if your hands weren't suddenly the least cooperative they've been in your entire life. Typing is surprisingly difficult when the extremities on the ends of your arms just flop uselessly against the keyboard—despite what it seems, and no matter the effort you put into it, gems like "meklokwhb ebjsiiwnn hjeins ??×?" don't convey the intended message very well...but you didn’t get as high in the ranks as you did without being adaptable, and the honor of being your scribe has been bestowed upon your closest friend.

> so, how has your night been?

His reply is quick, surprisingly fast for someone who you'd assumed to be rather busy—but it's the question he texts back that has your friend throwing his head back in raucous laughter, wheezing interrupting his exclamation of, "No way, your textspeak is bad enough that he can recognise it with one glance!?"

> Who is this?

If anyone asks whether your chest constricted oddly at that, you'd deny it. Even now you're explaining it away as a bad reaction to having three cocktails in the span of a hour, rationalising your suddenly fluttering pulse into a neat little box, to be locked away forever as you dictate the next message.

> my friend's borrowing my phone because my hands aren't working right at the moment, I think I had too much to drink

> but answer the question, it's important

> Your hands aren't working because you've drank too much? That seems to be a rather pressing issue that I wouldn't mind solving, if you don't mind me turning up to take you home.

> But very well, in response to your oh-so urgent query—my day has been severely lacking without you to keep me company.

(this entire interaction was inspired by a momwnt in a fix i read where the mc asked his friend to text someone for him, and said someone instantly recognsied that it wasn't the same person typing bc of the use of apostrophes ₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ !!! this has been 🔥 anon too THE GRIND NEVER STOPS ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️)​

jing yuan knowing right off the bat your kind of horrible texting is such a cute trope ^^💗 10/10 no notes 💗

🔥anon (now wifeguy anon per your most recent ask ^^) this was such a treat to read thank you 🥹 im always a sucker for some fluffy jing yuan tropes

Also “weaklings who use autocorrect will not survive when the abundance invades” has me CACKLING

[judesmoonbeauty]

Spoilers for the AU story! This is just speculation but in the AUs, Jude is always Kate's childhood friend and there's a promise involved. We don't know yet if that's an AU exclusive gimmick, but for the sake of this question let's assume it's foreshadowing -- do you think Jude recognizes Kate? Is there any evidence to believe Jude knows who Kate is? Maybe he's so impatient with her because it hurts she doesn't recognize him back? Or maybe he doesn't recognize her because too much time has passed and she looks different all grown up?

Hi Anon! Thanks for the ask, for the sake of foreshadowing, yes, I do think there is a high probability that they've encountered each other as children with a promise made between them.

Further detailed theories and explanation below the cut due to mild future event spoilers for EN.

Jude: “I don’t remember things that happened a long time ago.” - excerpt from DARK IF

While it is a mentioned in both “Dark IF” and “Guard IF, ” they shared an exchange between each other as kids, it doesn’t say they were childhood friends. To me, that encompasses a established relationship developed over time. So, while I do think it will be mentioned in his route that they had an encounter with each other as kids, I don’t think it’s a full-blown childhood friends trope per se. (I could be very wrong though.)

I am hoping that if they met each other, it’ll be mentioned in episode 0 as a flashback.

Now, in both IF stories, their encounters include a promise. In Dark IF, it was to cure her illness, even if it meant death. In Guard IF, she promised to reunite with Jazza-kun. Two very different promises made.

We could brain rot a ton of ideas of what that promise could be for the main story, (if it goes that route), but for the sake of time I’ll only talk about a couple.

I think it could be a similar instance to Dark IF, where Kate helps little Jude out of a tough situation. Kate as you know often gets scolded by Jude when she puts yourself into scenarios that could potentially get her hurt, or worse (I’m thinking about the maid event and villain’s night in particular.)

So, I can see the following scenario happening: Little Kate is walking down the street, she sees a little bruised up Jude being chased by bad guys, she hides him, and they make a promise to meet again one day. Time passes by, and Kate forgets her promise over time, and/or simply doesn’t recognize grown Jude (which would be hard to do imo because his hair is so distinct…unless he wore a hat or hood when they met). Perhaps, after they meet she feels like he is familiar and later on, she remembers him.

In terms of Jude, he is spiteful, vindictive and vengeful as we know. So, I doubt he wouldn’t remember the promise like he says in the above in Dark IF excerpt. He may not recognize Kate right a way, but I think he remembers his promise to the little girl. That seems to be what happened in Guard IF. A grudge holder like Jude who values promises not being broken wouldn’t forget (that’s my take on it.)

However, I do think it’s also a possibility that he does remember Kate from childhood, and treats her like crap for either not remembering him, and/or not keeping her promise. Maybe both?? In fact, Kate mentions something similar in Dark IF to Jude before he denies it saying he doesn't remember the past.

Additionally, in Guard IF, after Kate explains why she can't leak information to him, he does remember her, and he keeps her in prison (for what I feel is a protection for her, since she can't return to her homeland without receiving a death sentence.)

Perhaps, his promise as a little boy could’ve hinged on something similar as his promises to keep her safe in these stories, such as: you protected me, so I’ll protect you if anything bad ever happens. A few years pass, and now Kate has a death sentence on her head from Crown. So, Jude steps in to keep her safe.

......Or not because he doesn't want to be bothered with it, but that can be saved for another post.

Of course, this is all just conjecture based on crumbs.

[drunk-on-dk]

HI SKY <333333

Been thinking about riding junhui a lot more than usual lately......but like lazily i love lazy sex and he is giving body worship ehehehehehhe

JENNA <3333 I'm absolutely BUZZING FROM THIS the second I saw you send this in I WAS LIKE YESSSSSS I'M SORRY IT TOOK A BIT... but what a wonderful way to post my first jun work on here because I NEED this. ily thank you for sending this in because I'm obsessed (also with drowning by bobby coming out WHEW what a suitable song)

warnings: no plot just smut (minors i do bite so please DNI), unprotected sex (no protection is mentioned, but pls stay safe friends), fem-bodied reader but no specified pronouns, riding, body worship, marking, sub (?) jun (idk he'd do anything for the reader he's obsessed), pet names (good boy jun)

w/c: ~850 words

Junhui was in a daze, eyes half-lidded and hypnotized by the slow roll of your hips into his. If the grinding motion was enough to set his body on fire, then each pulse of your walls around his cock was enough to make him feel like he could actually combust. But he doesn't, he can't bear the thought of not having your skin on his, absolutely positive that he'd let you ride him like this all night.

At this rate, it may actually be all night, as neither of you can exactly remember how long ago it was since you climbed onto his lap claiming you wanted to "take care of him" tonight. After all, Jun has been such a good boy for you all week; he deserves a little TLC in the form of you pinning him down to the bed and riding him until you both see stars.

He's too entranced by the curves and dips of your body and the way your features twist into the most beautiful expressions of pleasure as you lazily rotate your hips in a figure-8 pattern.

The large hands that trace your body pull soft moans from you, his gentle touch only amplifying the immense amount of pleasure you feel from the stimulation of your clit rubbing against Jun's pelvis and how he fills you so perfectly. His palms run shamelessly over your torso, roaming aimlessly as if to remember every inch of your delicate skin until landing on your hips.

Jun has been mumbling rambles of praises all night, unable to form a coherent sentence due to the way his mind is clouded by you. He's absolutely consumed by the way you feel wrapped around him, loving that he can watch you lose yourself on his cock with each languid, self-guided roll of your hips.

"Can't believe you're mine," he babbles, hands still finding real estate on your hips and rubbing his thumb almost soothingly. "So perfect, so beautiful."

His words have you gasping, your own hands splayed out greedily on his broad chest that heaves as your walls tighten with each doting word.

"S-shit, Jun," you moan a bit louder when his hands spread to your ass, your body falling limp against his when he grips the muscle a little tighter to stop the motion of your hips.

"Please," he whimpers, nuzzling his nose deeper into your neck and breathing in your intoxicating scent, his mind absolutely fogged by thoughts of you and only you. "Don't want this to end, need you all night."

Jun's mouth traces your neck lovingly, teeth and lips suckling at your skin that you'd almost think he was teasing if you knew he wasn't love-drunk off you. You can't help but pick up the pace, resuming the motion of your hips as you continue to lazily fuck yourself on his cock.

The overwhelming feeling of you sinking onto him again has him sucking in air, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulps, coming up for air, and trying not to drown in the sensation of your warmth surrounding him.

"Let me take care of you, Jun," you breathe against his cheek, goosebumps running down your spine as his fingers trace up and down your torso. "You're so precious to me."

It's dizzying how his lips leave warm, wet spots from your collarbone up until he connects with your lips. He moans in delight, breaking away to pebble kisses all over your body as you lift yourself up just to sink down again.

Jun swears he won't ever get sick of how you wrap so perfectly around him, trying to voice his thoughts but only a raspy groan comes out against your throat when your fingers tangle themselves into his hair. He busies himself by gently nibbling on the thin, delicate skin of your neck, absolutely unaware of the love bites he leaves along the way.

He was all yours for the taking, you could feel the unconditional love he poured into you as you guide yourself to pleasure, ultimately leading to his own pleasure as well. You can feel every twitch of his length when you moan his name, making the fluttering feeling of your walls and the pulsing of your clit more evident.

The orgasm that you had been leisurely chasing was now near, unable to suppress the euphoric ebbing feeling that made your walls contract in delight.

"Junhui," you pant, the sluggish roll of your hips now becoming more desperate as your pleasure began to wash over you. "I'm close, be my good boy and finish with me."

It's all Jun needs to hear, understanding your body more than you'll ever know, and releasing inside of you when he feels the tell-tale sign of your walls fluttering around his length, filling you deeply with his hot seed. It almost feels as if all the oxygen has been sucked out of the air for Jun, the hazy fog that clouds his head only makes his mind whirl more as he watches you fall apart on top of him. So beautiful, so perfect, and all his. He will always take whatever you give him; you have him wrapped so tightly around your finger and he swears he'll always be your good boy if these are benefits.

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[kithtaehyung]

Ryen, give one scenario with 3tan Yoongi that can melt my heart and makes me a crying mess 🥺

“Question,” you whisper, softly stroking his hair with languid passes.

“Hmm.”

“Are you a light sleeper?”

He moves his head upward, and you think he’s aiming his eyes as high as possible. Adorable. “Kinda. Why.”

You pause, inhaling and exhaling deep before admitting, “If I get nightmares, I wake up.. uhm. In a tiny panic.” Stopping your brushing, you sigh. “Sorry if I end up waking you.”

“It’s all good.” He slides a hand up your stomach. “Do you get them a lot?”

“Not as much lately,” you muse, heart aching at the way his palm’s warming you through his shirt. “But… When it happens, I play something calm. Try to relax until passing out again.”

“Mm.”

“Just crossed my mind, is all.” You start your journey across his hair again. “Probably won’t even be an issue.”

However—as all timing goes—it does end up a problem. Because hours later you wake with a jolt, breathing hard and mind in a frenzy.

But Yoongi is there, half-conscious and pulling your trembling in with a strong arm.

“Fuck,” you stutter out, breaths harsh and gulps loud. “Damn it.”

He only whispers that it’s okay to your temple, and you shudder for what feels like minutes until you hear the faintest of murmurs. Of hums.

Hums?

Stilling, you hold your breath.

Because though Yoongi’s voice in the dark is rough, his low notes are soft in all the right places.

He’s…

Oh.

Your eyes slip shut in endearment, tension and panic melting from your shoulders in an instant.

As he keeps singing, you nestle into his side, knowing that you’ll never have to play something from your phone if this happens again.

All you’ll need to do is think of this moment.

The moment that Yoongi chased away your dread in the slowest, calmest, most thoughtful way he ever could.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

bonus: the song he hummed❤️‍🩹

[calmlb]

Hi Essie!!! Hope you're doing well! (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)❤️

So I had this idea for a sick!Dazai fic (that I'm honestly too tired to write dhehee), and who else is better to brainstorm it with than my fellow Dazai whump enthusiast? :D

Based on my own experience of being sick for the past week, I forgot how awful it can get. It sucks. You're feverish, your nose is either runny or super blocked, your throat hurts, you get headaches, you're lethargic 80% of the time, all that stuff. But what sucked the most for me was how hot my skin felt. Like, clothes were so uncomfortable to wear from the sweat, especially since it's still summer around here.

So imagine putting bandages into account as well?

Yep, awful.

So I present you with a scenario: Teen!Dazai in his office, has taken over paper duty (that Mori knows he isn't gonna complete anyway) because of his fever. He feels gross, to say the least. Flushed and hazy, a little nauseous and sleepy. But his skin- his skin is scorching, and there is no way for it to disperse that heat because it can't breathe. He endures it for as long as he can until he just can't.

In his haze, he scrambles to tear his bandages off, loosen his tie, and decides that he will lie on the cold floor shirtless. The air conditioner isn't enough. No one is there to stop him.

Until Chuuya barges in without knocking as usual (to discus the paperwork he also knows Dazai isn't going to finish) and stumbles onto the scene.

Dazai doesn't even acknowledge him, has already taken off the bandages around his eye and is halfway through tearing off the ones around his neck. His clothes are disheveled as he loosens them and looks like he's about to take them off.

Chuuya gapes for a solid second, before exclaiming with a blush-

"What the fuck?!"

He rushes over, trying not to look at Dazai's skin that's on display and stops him. He wraps him with Mori's oversized coat aggressively.

Dazai fights against him, exclaiming that he needs to lie on the floor. Chuuya doesn't get it, all that he knows is that Dazai is delirious, and even if he thinks it's a good idea to tear through his protective layer now, he'll definitely regret it later.

So Chuuya ties him with the coat and decides to take the paperwork to his place, along with a flailing Dazai on his shoulder.

I just wanna see Dazai giving Chuuya hell during treating him 😭 cuz even if cooling off is a good idea for a fever, not staying huddled in the warmth equates to chills and endless sneezes. Makes you feel even more awful. So it's gonna be a push and pull of Chuuya trying to warm Dazai up (in order to fight off the fever faster), and Dazai wanting to cool off (because he isn't used to being this warm and hates it), until they come up with a compromise somehow dgdhejndjd

Yeah, just a fun idea! :3 Feel free to expand on it hehe

PEA 😭 i saw this when i was having a Very Bad Day™️ & it immediately made it sm better tysm 🥺🩷🩷

UGH THE TENDER, FEVERISH SKIN UNDER THE BANDAGES ❤️‍🩹 where everything just feels like too much, i completely understand why Dazai (in his feverish delusion) would think removing the offending material would be the solution

Chuuya barging in and quickly going from 👁️👄👁️ to 😳🤬. i love that he goes into protective mode, thinking of how future Dazai will surely regret this course of action & putting measures in place to prevent that 🥺

Chuuya would wrap Dazai up like a sushi roll & carry him on his shoulder like a log back to his apartment, where he proceeds to lose the idgaf war & embrace his mother hen side (which he still denies exists)

meanwhile Dazai is kicking & fighting him every step of the way, acting more like a 5 year old than a mafia sub executive (he’s still only a kid sobs), even as he shivers with chills

until Chuuya manages to get a hand in his sweat soaked curls, gently carding through them. the coolness of his leather glove against Dazai’s overheated scalp makes Dazai go still… and then slump against the couch in a mixture of relief & exhaustion. Chuuya takes advantage of his compliance to make him agree to stop fighting him, & they spend the rest of the day resting on the couch, watching movies & playing video games (well. Chuuya plays. Dazai watches & points out all of Chuuya’s mistakes) 🩷🩷🩷

[takami-takami]

Hi, hope you are having or already had an amazing day! <33 I wanted to ask, what is you Keigo schlong headcanon? LMFAO, like, how long is it? Is it curvy? Color? The tip? Is it veiny? Smooth? Well kept or hairy and if so - does the curtain match the drapes? The angle? Big breeder balls or smaller ones? How much does he give when he finishes? I'VE SEEN SO MANY TAKES ON THIS SUBJECT BUT YOU'RE THE ONLY AUTHOR WHOSE JUDGEMENT I WILL LISTEN TO.

FANTASTIC QUESTION!!!

My wishful thinking answer is that he is big but not like, ouch big, ~6 inches or so. HOWEVER, I know, realistically, this is not the case. There is evidence to consider.

His pants are very baggy. This raises questions. Nobody wears pants that baggy at the crotch all the fucking time unless they are packing. He also carries a certain energy with him. BDE or whatever. I feel it in my bones. So this bumps him up to ~6.5-7 inches in my estimate. But honestly I'm torn! Because he's also not extremely tall or anything. So I really can't decide between it being 6 or 6.5-7.

Curves a bit upward when he's rock hard or it slaps against his stomach when he's on his back. Mostly smooth save for a few prominent veins. Nothing crazy, but enough to be visually appealing or trace if you want to. His dick is ever so slightly darker than the rest of him and a bit flushed, especially at the tip. Tip is proportional/avarage/par for the course and swells darker when he's hard or edged.

I think he trims, but not too short (he shaves if he has to do modeling gigs that show the v line, but he prefers not to), but keeps the happy trail after his s/o falls to their knees and begs him not to take it away from them. Hair is slightly darker than the color up top, but still blonde.

Huge breeder balls. I will die on this hill. They're sensitive, too. And he gives insane cumshots. Like, he cums a lot. A lot. His backshots are out of this world. Fat, sticky ropes. A gift for his breeding kink, truly.

He has a very, very pretty dick. Like the kind you'd look at and go "wow, congrats man" and give him a firm handshake. The kind you stick a little blue award ribbon that says "best in show" on and pop a confetti popper.