#i needed him out of the box so he could kiss his bf

[aprilsinclairesq]

My ebay struggle for most of the last year summarized

[sexilene]

giving bf!rafe a fashion show while cleaning out your closet! ⊹ 𐦍༘.⊹ᥫ᭡

as rafe sat on the floor folding your clothes into piles neatly, one for keeping, for giving away, and for selling, you continued to pull out clothes on hangers to try on and convince rafe you need to keep them.

"and this one?" you walked in front of him to show off the sleeveless white flowy dress you had put on.

"i like that one, makes you look like a mermaid" he mumbles the last part with a slight smirk and you smile, satisfied, you pull out another outfit to show him. as you are putting the clothes on you hear a loud thump and you rush to to peek your head out to see what had happened.

"whadd'ia need all these shoes for!?" he huffs, holding a few boxes of expensive shoes, the rest scattered on the floor.

"careful! they go with different outfits...it's important! besides you've bought me at least half'ov these..." you bend down to start to pick up the fallen shoes.

"thats because you always tell me 'you have like no shoes'!!" he sasses and just then a pair of white manolo's falls from the pile in his arms.

"that's designer!! rafe baby put that down!" you squeal and run to grab clean towels to lay the shoes down on.

"that's a little much don't ya think?" he shakes his head watching you place the shoes on the towels. "you don't need all of these, you've gotta downsize, i say this all the time..." he helps you place the rest of the heels on the towels.

"fine...the little brown bebe heels and the candies wedges can go." you sigh and place your hands on your hips.

"atta girl, and what's that?" he says pointing to the outfit you were now wearing.

"its a shirt!" you smile and do a little pose.

"it looks like ya've had that since like the 6th grade!" he shakes his head "you lift your arms up, your tits are gonna pop out...nope, no way. that goes in the give away pile."

“nooo no! i love this one, its cute….its like a baby tee!” you pout.  

“yeah as in made for babies.” he rolls his eyes and manhandles you, getting your arms up so he can take it off you.

“well can i at least save it, for our babies?” you say as he tosses the shirt into the give away pile. 

 “i’ll buy our kids whatever when the time comes mkay?” he smirks softly and hands you another shirt to put on in the meantime, then he freezes.

 “what the fuck is that.” he points and then walks over to lift up the iridescent cheep fabric on the floor that was on top of the keep pile.

“its a sexy costume!" you smile innocently

"and where do you plan to wear this?" he holds it up against you almost to imagine what it would look like on.

"here i'll put it on..." you snatch it from him and go into the bathroom to change. "close your eyeeees!" you coo excitedly from inside the bathroom. rafe sighs and shuts his eyes dramatically as if you could see him.

"ohkay! you can look now." you smile and he opens his eyes to see you in a baby blue and pink sexy princess costume. "i'm a princess!" you smile sweetly and do a little turn.

"look at you baby, you are a princess...look so fucking hot in that." he whispers and runs his hands through his hair in shock and awe. "com'ere" he pulls you closer to him so he can inspect further. you continue to smile and look up at him through your lashes. "the skirt is detachable...comes off." you whisper, showing him how the little ribbons become loose.

"yeah? do the princess panties come off too?" he says picking you up and throwing you on the bed, attacking you with little wet kisses as you squeal and giggle. cleaning and sorting clothes left forgotten. ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡

 (swoon)

[cinnudelx]

You Ready for Me? 🎀

pairing: steve rogers x reader

summary: literally just porn w/o plot for my needy readers <3

warnings: MINORS DNI! cunnilingus, fingering, squirting, missionary sex, cream pie, explicit language, tit!obsessed steve.

w.c: 1k

a.n: it’s been 2 days since i’ve flown out and i miss my bf sm guys help. also my request box is open if you’d like me to write a fic of your choice x

˖ ݁𖥔.☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

"oh—steve!" you moaned loudly, head thrown back, eyes rolling to the back of your head as steve buried his face between your thighs. his arms were hooked around your thighs, keeping them spread apart as he sucked and kissed your needy bud. your hands reached up, squeezing your tits as he abused your clit. his tongue worked expertly, flicking and lapping. "mmmh, baby, you're so good—oh!  you gasped as you felt him poke his finger at your hole.

"wan' me to stretch you out, hm?" he placed a hand over your abdomen, keeping you pressed down on the mattress as his mouth never left your pussy for even a second, feverishly sucking and flicking his tongue at your clit. "c'mon, baby. tell me how much you need it."

your moans were uncontrollable at this point, thankful for his hand keeping you down on your abdomen, otherwise you'd be squirming and writhing around. "f-fuck... god, yes. please—"

he smirked against your pussy, guiding two fingers into your hole at once. you fisted the sheets, throwing your head back again. he growled against your folds, continuing to lap at your clit while pumping his fingers in and out of you.

your thighs trembled around him, signalling your orgasm is near. "b-baby—oh fuck! i'm gonna cum—i'm gonna cum!" your fingers tangled in his hair as he quickened his movements, slamming his fingers into you as he hollowed his cheeks, sucking and flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue with fervour.

you finally came around his fingers with a loud, shaky moan, squirting into his mouth as soon as he pulled his digits away. he groaned deeply, slurping up your juices as the spilled out. whenever you squirted for him, he could swear he could just cum from the sight. you panted hard, your chest rising and falling before he kissed your fluttering folds.

he crawled up your body, meeting your lips in a hungry yet tender kiss. "god, i fucking love when you do that."

you moaned into his mouth, wrapping your legs around him as he ground his painfully hard cock against your pelvis. after a couple moments, he pulled away, getting off the bed and standing by the foot of the bed, hooking his arms around your thighs and pulling you to him.

biting your lip with a smirk, you trailed your foot down his abs (the gif above). he smirked back, grabbing your calf gently and placing your legs over his shoulders and placing kisses along your skin all whilst reaching down with his free hand, rubbing his thumb on your clit in circular motions.

he then pulled his hand away from your clit, wrapping his hand around his cock and pumping it teasingly. he hissed at the contact, looking into your eyes before probing your entrance with the tip. "you're so hot, baby..." he murmured as he slowly pushed himself inside you, earning a gasp from both of you, followed by a moan.

"mmh... steve..." you bit your lip again, your brows tenting upwards with a desperate moan as he held your thighs against him. his own brows knitted together as he groaned, watching his cock bottom out into your aching hole, his heavy, full balls pressing against your ass.

"you ready f'me, hm?" he asked, biting back another groan as he circled your clit with his thumb again. you moaned under his touch, nodding before replacing his thumb with your fingers as you circled your bud. his lips parted as he pulled out slightly, leaving just the tip in before slamming right into you. he watched as your tits bounced at the movement, his grip on your thighs getting tighter as he started to move at an even pace with a groan that followed your own desperate and whiny moans.

he fucked into you nice and slow at first, rolling his hips into at a teasingly even pace. he hovered over you, hooking one thigh over his arm as his hips continued to slam into you. your moans escalated by the second as he grunted into your ear. the headboard of the bed slammed against the wall loudly, harmonising with your noises and the squelches of his cock drilling into your wetness.

"fuck, y/n..." he groaned, leaning his head down and taking one of your tits into his mouth, only adding to the pleasure that was already building. "squeezing my cock so good—gonna make me cum so fucking hard." he grunted, your nipple trapped between his teeth.

the sounds that came out of your mouth only increased, gasping and moaning uncontrollably as his pace increased the minute he buried his face in the crook of your neck, your thigh still wrapped over his arm.

"baby—baby, i'm so close, oh my god!" you breathed out shakily, moaning in between words as you threw your head back.

"fuck yeah... shit..." he grunted and groaned against your neck, biting at your skin. "gonna fill you up so good. cum for me baby—nghh—give it to me." he continued at an animalistic pace, his hips bruisingly slamming into yours.

your orgasm hit you like a freight train, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you let out a guttural moan, followed by your whole body shaking and your pussy clenching around him. steve's brows knitted together, doubling over you with a loud groan as he let go. he grunted as his cock twitched inside you, spilling all of his cum.

as the two of your panted, he kissed your neck softly before kissing you. his lips moved against yours softly and passionately before he pulled away, sitting back on his heels and watching as he slipped his cock out. he let out a growl at the way his cum dribbled out of your cunt and staining the bedsheets. he wasted no time, using his thumb to push his seed back into your hole. "so good..." he sighed contently, still panting as he caught his breath.

you smirked, your index finger caught between your teeth. he noticed your expression, a smirk growing on his face, "you liked that, didn't you?"

nodding, your smirk widened.

he chuckled deeply, hovering over you again to pepper kisses all over your face. "guess i'm not pulling out anymore."

[elllisaaa]

in ur last svt post (which made me fold btw) you mentioned you love doing bf thoughts (and we love reading them!!) so i’m gonna be the one to do it… any dirty bf!wonwoo headcanons sweetie? 🫣

not me dropping two wonwoo asks in one day like i’m not hansol biased i’m gonna run away 🏃‍♀️ he’s so husband material tho (getting back into my svt phase is fun 🙂‍↕️)

lmaoo honestly it's valid being whipped for wonwoo, i am too even though i'm a seokmin and chan girlie (hansol is coming at me these days though...)

BF!WONWOO who's a silent lover, but who loves you so much that everyone can see who smitten by you he is.

another member of seventeen that i think is a very good listener. wonwoo is always ready to listen to you when you need to talk, be that because something funny happened to you or because you had a bad day. and he's also really good at giving you advice when you have a problem. he strikes me as someone who's emotionally smart, so it isn't difficult for him to know that you're sad without you having to tell hims. sometimes he'll notice that you're not doing well and he will prepare you a little snack and deliver it with a kiss and a sweet "i love you, i'm here if you need to talk." that almost makes you tear up from how caring he is. also, wonwoo's hugs must feel incredibly good, like being engulfed in a warm bubble of love that's so soothing you immediately relax in his embrace. you could literally spend your whole life hugging him because it's genuinely the best feeling in the world.

"it's okay darling, i'm here now. everything is going to be alright."

wonwoo would love to play video games with you. it's good if you are already into it, but it would be even better if you don't because he would love to teach you how to play his favourite games. he would even use it as an excuse to make you sit on his lap while he's trying to show you how to play. from there, you would often play together, but it's also not rare for you to simply sit in wonwoo's lap and watch him play, or take a nap there, lulled to sleep by his breathing and heartbeat. one of his favourite ways to spend a date night at home with you is playing board games. you'd pick out one or two games together, make yourself some tea and prepare snacks and then you'll spend your night playing together. the members often joke about how the two of you are like an old couple but you don't care because what matters is that you're having fun during these game nights. also, wonwoo loves to just stay at home with you, all cozy in your matching pajamas and getting to see you all relaxed. he obviously loves it when you're dressing up when the two of you are going out, but you're the most beautiful to him with only a big beautiful smile on your face.

"let's just watch a movie tonight, i don't want to see other people, only you."

he's adamant on reminding you of how beautiful you are every single day. and that's the way he says it that makes you blush - like it's the most natural thing ever and that it's obvious. however, when it's your turn to praise wonwoo, he gets shy and bashful, and you literally have to fight him to get him to accept the compliment. but wonwoo loves your insistence on adoring him and he loves the attention - he's down bad for you, but it's good to know that you're down bad for him as well. he would often take photos of you without you noticing when he thinks you look particularly pretty. he won't show these pictures to you, but he has folder of them on his phone and on his computer too, and he looks at them when he's away from you and that he misses you. wonwoo would put all these secret photos into a pretty album he made and decorated himself, and he would gift it to you for your anniversary. overall, he would gift you a lot of mindful things like these, and you keep all of them in a little box under your bed.

"when did you take this one nonu ?" - "when we went to the botanical garden, you were so pretty that day."

BF!WONWOO who's a service top and who loves to please you, but who can also get a little bit mean when he wants to.

wonwoo definitely loves cockwarming with you. when you sit on his lap while he's playing video games, it's not impossible that he'll end up pushing your panties to the side and slipping his cock inside of you, not moving at all. he just loves the intimacy of it, how much you trust him and relax into his touch immediately. but it's impossible to not get hard when your pussy feels this wet and this warm, nor when you're sometimes clenching around him. wonwoo usually gives up pretty quickly, because he loves the feeling as much as you. most of the time, he would grip your hips and help you drop down on his cock slowly until the both of you cum. but when he's feeling more needy, he would bend you over his desk and fuck you rough from behind until you're screaming his name. but sometimes, you can stay like this for a long time, even managing to fall asleep because it feels so warm and safe to be so close to him. it's the way you feel so comfortable around him that gets him going mostly.

"just sit on my cock for while baby, then i'll fuck you, okay ?"

overall, wonwoo just loves to please you in every way he can. he's inflexible about foreplay because he loves to have you cumming at least once before he fucks you - his girl should get as much orgasms as possible because you only deserve the best. he woul often keep his glasses on while eating you out, because even if it's the most comfortable for him, he knows how crazy you go when he looks up at you through the fogged lenses and how hot you think he is when he has them on. wonwoo prefers positions where he can see your face as he fucks you, so missionary is a must with him. he loves to see your face contort when you're close to the edge, and he loves to watch you as he brings you to your orgasm - your pretty expressions and the sounds you make often enough to trigger his own release. again, he loves how close he can be to you in this position, chest and forehead pressed against each other's, whispering praises and love confessions against your lips while he ruts his hips into you deep.

"you're so pretty darling… so fucking pretty like this."

despite him being very romantic, he also knows how much you like it when he shows you how strong he is. wonwoo would definitely manhandle you into bending over for him if that's what you want - and he's not gonna lie by saying that he doesn't like it when you become all putty in his hands because he's holding your hands firmly behind your back. it's quite good for his ego too to hear you gush about how attractive he is, how hot his strength and his muscles are. wonwoo also uses it to his advantage when you've been a little tease or that he's frustrated. all these hours spent at the gym are worth it when it allows him to hold you down against the mattress while he pounds into you until you're crying out his name and that tears are running down your face. of course, he's always mindful of any signs of discomfort when he's rougher, but you both love it when wonwoo doesn't hold back and ruins you. it feels rewarding to know that he can make his girl scream his name so loud that the neighbors complain the next day.

"i'm not gonna let you go until you're dripping baby, i need to have you again."

[pretty-blkgirl]

so embarrassed to ask this, but how comfortable are you writing 18+ works? if you're comfortable, i have an odd request: finding out that skz purchased a fleshlight/pocket p*ssy in your skin-tone. could you write a post like that, if you're comfortable to do so?

I Missed You [HYUNG LINE]

//fem!reader x bf!Skz//

Synopsis: You find you your boyfriend bought a toy that looks oddly familiar

Genre: suggestive/smut, crack

Warnings: reader is fem, sexual situations!!

A/N: Thank you anon for this request!! 🫶🏾 As you can see, I had wayyyy too much fun with this 😭 (I decided to just do the Hyung line, I hope that’s okay!!)

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CHAN -

Your boyfriend, though having random spurts of confidence that often leaves you blushing, was a very shy individual. He couldn’t take compliments, couldn’t ask for a kiss without his ears going pink, and would rather suck a pair of leather pants through a straw than tell you when he’s feeling needy.

It was usually you that initiated sex, and that was fine. You were more than satisfied, especially since he took a more dominating role in bed. However, you would listen to your friends stories about how their partners would pull them away for sex at the most random of times.

Though your sex life was great, you wanted a little more adventure. So, you had the idea to go to his studio for a little quickie. You knew he was busy, so you promised yourself you wouldn’t stay super long.

Getting into the company building was easy since you had access beyond the lobby, getting into his studio was even easier since he gave you an extra key.

You knew the members weren’t with him because you bribed them all (with a promise to buy them dinner) to stay away for an hour under the pretense that you wanted to bring Chan lunch.

When you opened the door to the studio, you heard moaning first. Then you saw your boyfriend, pants at his ankles, laid on the couch. Then you saw the toy, that reminded you so much of your own body.

Chan, ever so sweet, greeted you with a worn out smile when he realized it was you. You slammed the door shut, and no words were exchanged as you stripped out of your clothes and he lost the rest of his.

Minho

“How long have you had this?”

“Stop asking questions”

“It looks like my….area”

“Stop looking at it”

“Where’d you get it from?”

“Do I ask you where you get your toys from?”

“Yes”

Minho rolls his eyes as you inspect the toy in your hands. You found it when you were looking through his side of the closet for a specific hoodie. Admittedly, you felt a little insecure when you found it. Minho always insisted that he didn’t need any toys because you were enough for him.

You had some of your own, but that was for when he was away. When you remembered why you bought your own toys, a smirk grew on your face when you understood why he bought his.

“So you’ve been missing me while you’re on tour?”

Though you didn’t know it was possible, the tips of his ears turned a deeper shade of red. You put the toy back in the little white box it came in, throwing it on the dresser and trying to hide the look of lust in your eye.

Minho, ever so attentive, very quickly caught onto your mischievousness and walked over to your shared bed. He didn’t have to ask if you would join him, as you were following and practically jumped on your boyfriend before he could utter another word.

Changbin

“I heard you moaning Changbin” you said lowly, doing your best to wipe your tears away before they fall down your cheeks.

You were at a nearby smoothie shop, grabbing you and Changbin some drinks when he suddenly called you. Thinking he wanted to make a last minute change to his order, you answered, but was horrified to hear his loud moans over the phone.

Given that you were only a 10 minute drive away, it took you no time to speed back to your apartment (taking that 10 minute drive down to a 5 minute one).

When you bursted through the door, you wasted no time checking the entire place for your man’s affair partner. Only thing is, you didn’t find anyone. Changbin was fiddling with his pants when you barged in, and you couldn’t find anyone in the room.

“Baby, you don’t really think I’m cheating on you, do you?” He asked, hurt laced in his voice

You didn’t know what to think, so you only shrugged and put your head down. Changbin sighed, but knew getting angry at you wasn’t the right thing to do.

Instead, he brought you to the room and stuck his hand behind the pillow, pulling out a sex toy you had never seen before.

You’ve never stopped crying so fast in your life, your eyes darting from the toy to your boyfriend as realization washed over you.

Apologies from both ends, passionate kissing, and said toy were the main ingredients for a very long night for the both of you.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin stood above you, glaring down as you laughed so hard tears came out of your eyes.

You had caught him using a very specific and familiar looking toy while practically screaming your name. To say you were flattered was an understatement, however your amusement towards the situation overpowered any other feelings you had.

Eventually, your laughter stopped and you were stuck hugging and apologizing to your pouty boyfriend. He would reveal when he bought it, why, and when he used it. You smiled throughout his whole spiel, the flattery taking over the humor.

You were approving of his occasional use of the toy, it admittedly stroked your ego and he seemed to like how interested you were.

The toy wasn’t put up until the next morning, the night filled with unrest and lust.

[won4kiss]

⋆ ｡⋆୨୧˚— ANGRY !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 boxer bf! ʝake sim x 𝑓! reader 𝒢enre. angst & fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which your boyfriend comes home injured after a brawl & lashes out at you. 𝑤ord count 𐙚ㅤㅤ1175. 𝑤arnings ‎⸝⸝ not edited, anger issues, cursing, injuries, kissing. ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

୭ৎ 𝑙una note⋆.˚ all credits to @taeghi for boxer! jake idea ! <3 also i’d like to note that i’m not romanticizing anger issues in any way, this is something i’ve struggled with for a while and i wanted to incorporate my own struggles in my writing !

THE APARTMENT WAS EERILY SILENT AND FILLED WITH ANTICIPATION AS YOU WAITED FOR YOUR BOYFRIEND JAKE TO RETURN.

it wasn’t unusual for him to come home late, especially after a long night of training at the underground boxing gym.

you had always admired his dedication, the way he poured his heart into his passion, but lately, his anger issues had been getting worse. — more under cut !

you knew he had struggled with this issue his whole life, but you hadn’t ever seen it this bad.

you see the rage in his eyes, the way his fists would clench and unclench as he tried to keep himself in check. it broke your heart to see him struggle like this.

a normal person would be petrified, but you didn’t care because at the end of the day, it’s your jake. you weren’t going to abandon him.

you glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time that night, biting your lip anxiously.

it was well past midnight, and jake still hadn’t returned. you tried to keep yourself busy with chores around the house, but your mind couldn’t help but drift back to him.

what if something had happened? what if he had gotten into a fight and was lying injured somewhere alone?

just as you were about to call his phone for the fifth time, you heard the familiar sound of the front door creaking open.

you rushed to the hallway, your heart pounding in your chest. there he was, standing in the doorway, looking like he had been through hell and back.

jake was covered in bruises, his lip split open and bloodied, one eye swollen shut.

his clothes were torn, and his knuckles were raw and bloody.

you felt a lump form in your throat at the sight of him.

he looked so different from the strong, confident boyfriend you knew.

“jake!” you gasped, rushing to his side.

“oh my god, what happened to you?”

he didn’t say a word, he simply pushed past you in silence and headed straight for the bathroom.

you followed him, your heart aching at the sight of his battered and bruised body.

he turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face, wincing as the water stung his wounds.

“jakey, please let me help you,” you pleaded, reaching out to touch his arm.

he flinched away from your touch, his eyes dark with anger.

“i don’t want your fucking help,”

he growled, his voice rough and strained.

you recoiled at his tone, knowing that his tolerance was quite low at the moment, tears welling up in your eyes.

“but jake… you’re hurt,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

“i just wanna take care of you.”

“do i have to spell it out for you to understand?just leave me alone!”

he snapped, his anger unleashing at once.

“i don’t need you fussing over me like i’m some kind of child!”

you took a step back, your heart breaking at his harsh words.

you knew he didn’t mean it, that his anger was just a mask for the pain he was feeling, but it still hurt you deeply.

you felt the tears start to spill over, unable to hold them back any longer.

jake’s eyes widened as he saw you fall apart, the realization of what he had just done hitting him like a ton of bricks.

his anger dissolved in an instant, replaced by a look of pure horror and disappointment in himself.

“oh god, i’m so sorry,” he choked out, his voice breaking.

“i didn’t mean to yell at you, baby. i would never... i would never intentionally speak to you that way. please, believe me.”

you could see the tears welling up in his eyes, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs with the frustration of himself.

your heart ached at the sight of him, so broken and vulnerable.

it wasn’t jake’s fault, you knew it.

it wasn’t like he could control his mental issues, so the best thing you could do was be there for him as he worked on himself.

without thinking, you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as he sobbed into your shoulder.

“i know, jakey,” you whispered, your own tears contrasting with his.

“i know you would never wanna hurt me. it’s okay. it’s gonna be okay.”

he clung to you desperately, his body trembling with the force of his sobs.

you held him tightly, your fingers running through his hair in a soothing gesture.

you could feel the tension slowly leaving his body, replaced by a sense of relief and pure exhaustion.

“i’m so sorry,” he repeated, his voice muffled against your shoulder.

“i didn’t mean to snap at you. i’m just... i’m just so tired of myself.”

“i know,”

you murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“it’s okay, jake. i’m here for you.”

you gently guided him to the couch, helping him sit down as you went to get the first aid kit.

he watched you with tear-filled eyes, his expression mixed with guilt and gratitude.

you could see how much he hated himself for losing control, for letting his anger get the better of him.

you sat down beside him, carefully cleaning his wounds and applying bandages where they were needed.

he winced occasionally, but didn’t utter a word of complaint.

the silence between you was heavy with unspoken emotions, but you knew that words weren’t necessary right now.

once you were done, you gently cupped his face in your hands, looking into his eyes as you caressed his cheeks softly.

“you’re not alone, jake,” you said softly.

“i’m here for you, no matter what. we’ll get through this together, you’re it for me.”

he nodded, his eyes glistening with tears.

“i don’t deserve you, baby” he whispered, his voice cracking.

“yes, you do,” you replied firmly with reassurance.

“you’re a good person, jake. you just need to let go of your anger and let yourself be vulnerable. it’s okay to ask for help.”

he closed his eyes, a single tear sliding down his cheek.

“i’ll try,” he murmured.

“for you, i’ll try.”

you smiled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips.

“that’s all i’ll ever need.”

he pulled you into his arms, holding you close as if he was afraid you’d leave.

you could feel the steady beat of his heart against your chest, a comforting reminder that he was here, with you, in your arms.

the weight of the world seemed to lift off his shoulders as he held you, his breathing slowly evening out.

“i love you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

“i love you too, jake,” you replied, your heart swelling with adoration and love.

“i always will.”

you stayed wrapped in each other’s arms for the rest of the night, finding comfort in the warmth of your love.

the world outside may have been harsh and unforgiving, but in this moment, you knew that as long as you had each other, you could overcome anything.

© won4kiss 2024

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[suiana]

hi sui,,,is it too much to maybe request a birthday drabble of some characters..

ᵖᵘˢʰᵉˢ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ⁱⁿᵈᵉˣ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵒⁿᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᶜʰᵒᵗʰᵉʳ, ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢʰʸˡʸ

idk of this is meant for my yanderes or pre-existing characters from games but I'll assume it's for my yans

yanderes who spoil you rotten and are just so happy for this day: yan! ex, yan! playboy, yan! celebrity, yan! seller, yan! gym rat, yan! prison warden, yan! golden retriever, yan! stalker

"happy birthday! i got you a cake, gifts, surprises- oh! we're also going on a trip to hawaii! don't pack your things, we can just buy more there later and-"

"dude i just woke up..."

you stare at the male, blinking slowly before you groan and push him away from your face. jesus, you knew he was overly excited for this day, but you didn't expect him to be this excited.

"just... shoo. let me sleep a bit longer..."

"but but..."

you shoot him a stern glare, warning him not to push his limits before you go back to hiding underneath your covers again. you'll deal with his temper tantrum later. right now you just want to get some more sleep.

"and don't wake me up again. got it?"

"okay..."

yanderes who also spoil you rotten but are calmer(also secretly very excited): yan! student council president, yan! dilf, yan! emperor, yan! ghost husband, yan! criminal, yan! malewife, yan! foreign exchange student

"oh, you're awake my love. happy birthday."

your husband kisses you on the cheek, greeting you as you come out of the bedroom. you smile at him, hugging him loosely as your eyes scan your usually empty living room. you expected maybe a gift or two, not an array of gifts and a full course breakfast meal on the dining table.

"take your time. there's no rush for you to get to all of these gifts."

you stare at your lover, an awkward smile on your face as you release your hold from him. ah, he's always like this. so sweet. always so willing to spoil you.

"okay okay. um, thank you, really. i just-"

"oh honey, no need to thank me. I'm your husband after all. i should be spoiling you, especially on such a special day."

he chuckled, his hand caressing the back of your head before he looks down at you with an eerie smile that always manages to send chills down your spine.

"after all, i love you. and you love me too, don't you?"

yeah... yeah of course you love him. there's no other option anyway.

yanderes who act like they don't care (secretly very excited): yan! sleepy bf, yan! academic rival, yan! mean boy, yan! tsundere

"it's my birthday today you know."

"mhm."

"my birthday."

"i know, i heard you the first time."

your boyfriend mumbles softly, looking at his phone before glancing at you. you could only mutter curses under your breath, crossing your arms over your chest before you shift your position on the couch to face away from him.

you weren't expecting much. you always knew him to be a bit... distant? mean? you never really minded, you found it cute. but it's your damn birthday! at least give a gift or take you out on a date! you'd do that for him!

"ugh, at this point maybe we should just break up-"

"no."

your boyfriend interjects, suddenly facing you as he places a small gift box in your palm and frowns.

"i know i act like this but i actually planned for a date night later tonight. and i said happy birthday just now didn't i?"

he mutters, his arms tightening around your waist before he presses a kiss to your cheek. you let out a small shiver, involuntarily leaning into his touch as you continue to frown.

damn him, now you look ungrateful! ugh, you knew you should've just-

"... it's my fault though, should've told you beforehand. sorry baby."

your boyfriend hums, pressing another kiss to your cheek before getting off the couch and leaning his head against your thighs. you stare at him, eyes widening as you feel blood rise to your cheeks.

"how about i make it up to you?"

[silken-moonlight]

Werewolf BF meets Hitachi Wand (Long Version)

A/N: This is the long version of this. I hope you enjoy it! I am going to sleep now. I was on a renfaire today and now I am so incredibly tired. Good Night everyone! -Swan/Moon

He had been snooping around your flat while you were gone. Your werewolf bf was very keen on finding something special: your sextoy-Box. The other day you had mentioned you had a few and he just wanted to see them. What dirty little secrets did you have?

So he looked around and found them in your nightstand. "Kinky little thing..." he murmured as he looked down on the selection of toys. Nipplesuckers, nippleclamps, two kinds of robes, two different dildos and four different clit stimulating toys. The big Hitachi, which he only knew from porn, made his mind spin.

What would happen if he vibed your clit while you took his knot? Would you milk him? Would you tremble? Would you take his knot better? What sounds would you make?

His mind went wild with all the different scenarios. Quickly, he decided that he had to try it out. He needed answers to quieten his mind... Luckily for him you would be home soon...

Your werewolf bf prepared everything, placing the Hitachi under the pillow so it would be a surprise. Putting away all the other sextoys again. He made the bed like you oreferred and waited while watching a movie. He felt excited at the thought of what would come.

When you came home, he greeted you at the door. Pulling you into a hot and demanding kiss. After the rough day at work you really needed this. Your bf and you didn't need words. His teeth nipped at your bottom lip, his hands wandered down your blouse to open it. Of course you helped him, standing bare before him in a matter of seconds. He lifted you up, carrying you to the bedroom before throwing you onto the bed. You chuckled as he approached.

"What?" He asked with a grin as he crawled on top of you. Captivating your lips in a gentle kiss, before turning demanding. Before turning, talking and claiming. He pushed you down, pressed you into the bed with his weight. You felt wet and hot between your thighs. His determination was arousing. His finger gently traced your nipples before pinching them, making you whimper. Your werewolf bf enjoyed your whimpers, he drank them in and sucked in your other nipple. Teasing you like that before parting your legs and making you grind his thigh. He had you in an awkward position and it made it difficult for you to please yourself. He chuckled at your helplessness. Again he pinched your nipples, making you whimper. You were so wet from him alone playing with your nipples like that.

"I need you..." You whined, wanting him to fuck you. He rarely knotted you and prefered it when you grinded on his knot. You loved doing that. Your boyfriend caved in, turning you around and fucking your sweet pussy from behind. He didn't prepped you as much as usual. However you were wet enough for him to slowly slide in. Drawing little moans and whimpers from you. When he moved, your eyes rolled back. All the right spots were hit and rubbed. His large hands reached under you and twisted and teased your nipples. You whined, telling him he'll make them sore. "Good." He answered with a mean grin. It turned you even more on when he said it like that. His pace got fast as he reached around and rubbed your clit while pumping into you. You came a moment before you felt his knot.

"Can I knot you, Baby?" He groaned, waiting for your answer. "Yes!" You exclaimed, loving the feeling of being filled so much. He worked his fat knot into you, it took some time and spit, but he made you take it. You were filled to the brim. He rolled with you so you could lay on the side.

"I have a surprise." He said breathlessly. "And that would be?" You asked, in the matter of a blink you heard your Hitachi. The next thing you know it was being pressed against your puffy clit. You jolt up, making him moan. You exclaim his name as he works the vibe up and down your clit. Your mind got fuzzy, you could feel the pleasure building inside of you again.

He was right, you milked him. He groaned and moaned, it felt so good. You were so tight, so hot so welcoming... Suddenly you clenched so hard around his knot that he came with a surprised gasp. Quickly it was replaced by a grin and he increased the vibration. You moaned and trembled, it was too much, it was too good. You were so over-stimulated, but the next orgasm was just in your reach. "Please!' You begged. For what you weren't sure. Your bf increases the Vibration again and he loudly called your name. You were just trembling on his knot. He was getting overstimulated as well now. You grabbed the wand and turned the vibes all the way up. This made him whimper and plead, you cum and he screams his pleasure out.

After that you two put the Hitachi away; tired and exhausted, knotted and happy. Your bf hugged you from behind, cuddling up to you as the two of you slipped into a nap after vibing your brains out....

[dr3amfyr-e]

modern!jace bf thoughts ( wc. 1117 )

i’m shaking and foaming at the mouth I NEED HIM. i had to expel this from my brain before i could sleep, i’ll prob write more about these at some point. or maybe i’ll abandon this blog in a week 🤷‍♀️ we’ll see. i am able and willing to expand upon any of these, ask box is open >:)

jacaerys who is, first and foremost, a gentleman. he’s opening the door for you, pulling out your chair, giving you his jacket.

he buys you flowers — he knows your favorite kind, dw. he’s like the kind of boyfriend who makes lists of what their partner likes, but he doesn’t make a list, he just knows.

is it a little unnerving? maybe! but he just loves you :3

jacaerys who thinks to be loved is to be known. he wants to read your favorite books and listen to your favorite songs. he wants to know your coffee order and try it, so that he can experience something he knows you love. ( his is a caramel macchiato. btw. )

jacaerys who is so attentive and mother hen. he can clock if anything is wrong, like any change in your demeanor. in your vibe.

he’s brushing the hair back from your face, tucking it behind your ears. he’s fixing your jacket collar and re-looping your scarf. ( i want to say he fixes your posture, but look at his )

he can, and will, fix any problem you have. just tell him! confide in him! he wants you to!

he’s kind of a worrywort. did you eat? would you like to eat? how much did you sleep? are you okay? are you okay? hey, are you okay?

jacaerys who always smells good, and has clean clothes, but will force you to hug him when he’s sweaty from football ( ⚽️ ) or a run. gross!

speaking of running, if you stay with him at his family’s home in Dragonstone at any point over the summer you will be going for a run with him! sorry!

he’s talking you through it ( the run ) . he’ll go at your pace and coach you. you don’t have to go far either! he thinks you’re bonding by doing this 😊 ( he is wrong )

jacaerys who craves physical affection. he wants you touching him RIGHT NOW. PLEASE.

he’s got his arms around and/or his hand in yours, just, all of the time. fingers interlocked too, he will be adjusting your hand to achieve this position! :)

you’re sitting on the couch? he’ll be next to you in a sec! god forbid you want to sit in an armchair, he is in your lap ( jk. not really. ). he goes out of his way to be directly next to his partner. he’s standing next to you, sitting beside you. if you have class together, his seat is next to yours! eating together, he’s sitting next to you there too. he will also lay on top of you; if you’re vertical so is he.

but, to be more serious: he thrives on the reassurance. if you’re holding his hand, he knows you’re with him. if he can wrap his arms around your waist from behind, it’s reassurance that you’re not going anywhere, he’s got you.

( children of divorce* just act like this, dw )

jacaerys who feels all of his emotions. he does not bottle things up 🙅‍♀️

he cries: when he’s frustrated, when he’s upset, when he’s angry — especially in front of his mom ( this is canon )

sure, he’s confident and self-assured. but he’s also vulnerable, and it’s good!!!

he confides in you ( a big believer in ‘date your best friend’ ), he hopes you feel safe to do the same <3

i talked about it in this post — he can be really mean. it’s defensive, he doesn’t mean to, but it happens much more than he’d like ( he’s still unlearning things from his childhood )

it rears its head when you’re arguing, or if he feels trapped. and he’s good at it too, hitting the most tender spot he can.

he feels awful afterwards. he’s always quick to acknowledge what he did and apologize. if you cry, he’ll probably cry too ( that’s just how the cookie crumbles 🤷‍♀️ )

he’s on your level, holding your face in his hands, telling you how sorry he is. and, maybe he’s kissing the tears off of your cheeks — but, that’s between you and him

he’s aware of how unhealthy this defense mechanism is, he’s working on it! call him out! make him aware! he might not like it in the moment, but afterwards he’s appreciative. ( he’s in therapy! — all of rhaenyra and alicent’s kids are . )

jacaerys who drives and lets you mess with his radio. so often it’s his siblings and step-siblings he’s driving around, and he just wants to listen to his podcast, please, luke, don’t touch the radio.

but you? whatever! you can spend the whole car ride adjusting the station, or trying to pick a song on aux and he won’t care! or, you could talk over the radio ( he’s yelling at his brothers for this ) ! he just likes your presence.

both-hands-on-the-wheel driver, he might hold your hand at stop lights though. when he has to break hard he puts his arm out in front of you, to stop you from going forwards ( do you guys know what i’m talking about? ) he has supreme big brother reflexes

jacaerys who wants you to like his family so bad. they’re so important to him.

his best friend is his fifteen-year-old brother and he’s a major mama’s-boy, and he’s not embarrassed! he is a little nervous for you to meet everyone. it’s too hard to explain, so he doesn’t.

“ that’s my step-mother. yeah, she was married to my grandfather before she was married to my mother. um, so my step-siblings are technically my uncles and aunt. yeah, it’s kind of confusing. “

jacaerys who loves taking pictures of you. digital or film or phone, he’s on you like paparazzi. candid king.

you’re also going to be all over his instagram, sorry. he’s an instagram story fanatic, so you’re featured often. he prob has a highlight dedicated to you titled “ <3 “ or something.

jacaerys is a big kisser.

he’s kissing you on the mouth, often. probably when he shouldn’t.

most of the time it’s chaste kisses in parting, or sweet pecks because he just remembered he can do that!

also big on kissing your forehead and cheeks. and the column of your throat.

he’s polite and respectful! he will also make out with you any chance he can! slipping tongue in the stairwell at one of his mother’s galas. we are in public. ( he doesn’t care )

jacaerys who is such a lover boy. he just wants to love you, and show you how much he does. he takes pictures to immortalize memories ( okay roland barthes ) and engages in the things you love to experience you more intimately. he wants to make sure you’re safe, and happy, and cherished — like you deserve to be.

he wants to love, and to be loved.

[glossgojo]

farleigh start oxford bf brainrot is real

18+ under the cut! (manhandling, hand kink idk i’m sorry, afab reader, fingering, dirty talk, service top far)

or in which farleigh distracts his stressed girlfriend the way he knows best

you were in your room at oxford working on your laptop, deep in the throes of your thesis paper. you were so focused that you didn’t even hear the door unlock nor your boyfriend huffing at the sight of your narrowed eyes. he always thought you looked so hot in your glasses, he wished you wore them more often. he knew you had been stewing away, your responses sporadic over the phone and with it being near the end of term you were rushing to perfect your work.

he could tell you that it was already perfect and you didn’t need to reread it for the sixth time. farleigh, despite his academic record, was incredibly smart. he just never applied himself, until you slightly forced him to. you had goaded him into caring about his studies the only way you knew would work, by making it a competition.

“hey baby,” you jumped in the spot where you sat on your bed. your back was leaning against the bedframe and it hardly looked comfortable as you craned your neck to look at your laptop. your glasses slightly slipped down your nose from your jerking and farleigh cooed at the sight, pushing them back in place as he climbed onto the bed. your cheeks were warming from his attention already and your lips pouted at the scare he’d given you, you looked fucking delectable.

due to the state of accommodations at oxford, your bed was never big enough to fit both of you comfortably and you let him move you to his lap as he did dozens of times before. your back rested against his chest while your legs lay over his own, outstretched with your laptop on your lap.

“hey far, i’m almost done just reading it again.” you pressed a kiss to his cheek as you turned to look at him, he nodded at your words, hand splayed on your hips as he looked over your head at the words on your screen.

“read it out to me.” he could easily read the words but you didn’t bother questioning him, you’d read to him before and he liked hearing your voice. you began from the beginning of the section hoping that would be enough context for him to understand. you didn’t know that farleigh had practically memorized your paper and could see the words flashing in his head before you even said them. yet you kept reading.

his legs slowly spread, taking yours with him and you stuttered in your reading as you felt the laptop slip off your lap, you picked it up quickly so you could still read. you didn’t let farleigh’s motions distract you, he was just getting comfortable and you clasped your legs together again. farleigh regrettably realized you had no idea what his intentions were, he’d have to be clearer. you were still reading constantly, the words all familiar to him as he pressed a open mouthed kiss to your neck, drawing a gasp from you. and then he bit at your neck, curling his head around the side of it to leave a mark where others could see. you stuttered again and farleigh could see your grip tighten on the laptop.

“far you’re not listening.” it was a whisper, a departure from your reading and he hummed at your words, one hand snaking down your front to part your thighs. you shuddered in his hold as his cold signet ring grazed your bare skin, his fingers splayed on your thigh looking gigantic. you willed away images of all the times he’d put those large hands to use on you.

“i am, your voice is enough to drive me crazy baby.” you scoffed at his words, he was always so needy for you, you imagined if you wore a cardboard box and ski mask he’d have popped a boner from your eyes alone. you weren’t looking especially sexy in your oversized hoodie and loose shorts.

“you’re sick.” he huffed a laugh at your words, you both knew this was the least unsavory turn-on both of you had expressed. he hadn’t missed how you stiffened as his hands roamed your body.

“just let me make you feel good, keep reading it helps to spot errors.” he knew you wouldn’t find any, but it served his purpose. if he could hear you stutter and gasp while reading in that stern academic voice he might just see god.

“o-okay.” you conceded, and he deftly stripped you of the shorts you’d likely stole from his closet. he groaned at the sight of your pussy, he’d have to steal his shorts back if he knew you were wearing them without underwear. you hissed as cool air hit your sensitivity, goosebumps rising on your skin.

“so pretty, always so pretty.” he murmured and the vibrations rumbled your chest, you barely had time to continue reading before he was licking his own fingers and spreading the saliva on your folds. your legs were spread wide and his own were caging them. you started reading again, long fingers sliding saliva and cool air making it feel all the more sharp. you hissed as his thumb found your clit, grinding slowly as a finger teased your hole.

you knuckles were turning white as you continued to read, a gasp breaking your vocation as the thick finger pressed into you. his thumb combined with the feeling of his now hard cock pressed against you, made you get slick easily. his finger slid into your wet heat, curling up to where he knew you wanted him.

“one must wonder if Kant-fuck Farleigh!” you moaned as he fucked into you fast and hard, the obscene sound of your pussy filled the room, you clenched around his finger sucking him in. farleigh was losing his mind on how tight you were just around one of his fingers, you could take him to the knuckle, but your warm walls hugged his finger tightly. he slipped another into you, earning another moan from you.

“so fucking tight, you can’t even take my fingers how will you ever take my cock?” he punctuated his question with another harsh thrust, you were grinding down on his knuckles as your slick slipped down his hands. you whined at his words, one hand gripping his hand now as the other continued to hold your laptop for dear life. you steeled yourself as best as you could and kept reading, the background noise of your wetness making your cheeks burn. you were so wet farleigh was fighting every urge to flip you around and devour you. if you ever put down your laptop maybe he would’ve.

his fingers curled against the front of your walls, his thumb resumed his ministrations and fucked you deep and intentional. you were sure you had never been so fucked out from just his fingers and you were now stuttering through every sentence.

“oh shut the fuck up.” farleigh had had enough, prying the laptop from your hold quite easily with his free hand sticking his fingers into your mouth. you groaned at the intrusion of three large indexes pressing against your tongue, you began to grind against his hand as a third finger teased your entrance. it was your last straw finally giving in and you sucked on his fingers like it was his dick, sloppy and desperate. farleigh twitched against your back at feeling of you grabbing his hand with both of yours and forcing him further down your throat.

his stupid large fingers bullied your cervix as his thumb rubbed vicious circles along your clit, your mind was numb as his third finger slipped inside and stretched you deliciously. you would definitely have to change your sheets after this, a steady stream of slick had been dripping down your ass. the overstimulation became too much, you were so close and farleigh knew it he was keeping you on the edge as he moved away from the spot you needed him most.

your legs threatened to clamp and he slipped his hand from your hold, to pin one of your thighs open. you had properly drenched them and it made his hold a little difficult but he managed. “stupid girl, so eager to come. i thought you wanted to work?” he muttered harshly into your ear and you groaned, you could tell he was enjoying this from how rock solid he felt against your back. your drool had fallen out of your lips and the emptiness made your tears prick so you craned your neck to kiss him. he gave you what you wanted instantly, letting you suck his tongue and you bounced fervently on his fingers.

finally when he could feel your tears wetting his own cheek, he hammered against the fleshy spot against your sopping walls and a string snapped inside of you. you jolted in his hold, gasping against his mouth as you jerked away and you squirted onto the sheets in front of you. the sheets definitely would be changed now. you had never done it before and it felt like a pressure lifted off your shoulders as heat flooded your system. you squirmed as he continued to fuck you through it, pulling as much as he could from you until a puddle formed on your sheets. you were twitching and whining for him to stop. releasing his grasp on your legs and removing his fingers he let you curl in on yourself.

“that was so fucking hot, we’re doing it again.” he licked his fingers clean, humming at the sweet taste of you and you stiffened at the sound. farleigh might as well have been sucking a lollipop if you didn’t know any better.

“farleigh i have to-“you started to pick up your laptop, it had fallen to off the bed and he pulled you back into his lap as if you’d tried to walk out the door.

“i love you baby but you are going to lose your mind if you try to improve upon perfection.” he cut you off, tapping yourcheek to draw your gaze to him and you could smell your ichor on him. you found his eyes were sincere and it only added to your confusion. he could see the cogs turning in your head, his eyes flashed in amusement from how unaware you were. you were the smartest person he’d ever met and you had no idea. “you were about to cite Foucault right? i know your paper as well as i know her,” he patted your pussy making you wince, “trust me when i say no amount of time will make you find a flaw. let me distract you.” your eyes glazed over from his compliments, it was rare for him to so genuinely praise your intelligence since you were always competing.

“you mean it?” you let him pull you over him by your waist, his warm hands eased your hoodie off your frame as you looked into his eyes from above. you were lying on top of him, naked save for your bra and still talking about your paper. you would be the death of him.

“i’m serious baby, you’re overthinking it.” one of his hands cupped your cheek, swirling patterns of comfort into your skin as you found adoration in his warm brown eyes. you loved when he called you that, when he called you his in any way really. you both loved each other endlessly but farleigh was still so private and enigmatic you wondered if you would ever know him like he knew you. you could feel him against you, painfully hard and fully clothed. you were again overthinking, a new victim for your mind.

“i love you, please distract me” you resigned, resting your forehead against his as he unclasped your bra and finally gave in to the desire burning through him all day.

[coquettetoji]

i need more bf armin if you can please🥹🥹

i’m such a hoe for this man so like

QUESTIONS WITH BF ARMIN 🎀

warnings: literally just gonna make you hate couples in love, i’m nauseous reading my own writing bc i want this so bad. a little suggestive but doesn’t get into it much

context: y/n, as armin’s lovely girlfriend, asks him a series of questions in her own little interview that she records on her phone.

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

it was your average Tuesday night, and you with your ever so spontaneous ideas wanted to sit down with your boyfriend of 2 years— Armin, to put him to the test on a multitude of semi-serious but mostly ridiculous questions.

you take in a deep overdramatic sigh, staring at your boyfriend with a dead-set look in your eyes “so, armin.” you cross your arms in front of you as you sit criss cross apple sauce straddled in his lap, with a small stack of flash cards held in your hands. your phone was stood up by a box of paper tissues off to the side, showing both you and your boyfriend in the phone screen recording.

“yes, baby?” he answers you with a soft dazed smile, his pupils dilated staring at you intently, hands on your waist drawing small circles waiting for you to ask him the oh-so-serious questions, he shouldn’t be scared. after all, they’re just some questions, right?

you stare at him with a glare trying to look intimidating, “question one…” you trail off dramatically.

Armin stares at you with a stifled smile, trying to remain serious just for your sake and to make you happy for this little TikTok trend you want to participate in again. He leans slightly forward to place a small chaste kiss on your cheek.

“that was not part of the question, i told you to be serious.” you huff jokingly but he just smiles brightly up at you.

“i can’t help it, you’re right here in my reach and you’re just so- ugh..” he emphasizes with a fake swoon and a chuckle.

“okay, AGHEM-”

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

question number 1:

“what pet names do you call me the most? n’ what’s the favorite name that I call you?” you say sweetly. your eyes bore into his awaiting his answers while clutching onto your flash cards.

his fingers lightly tapped the sides of your legs, occasionally tracing small circles dazedly as he thought about it.

“i call you baby the most. i dunno what else. there’s sweetheart, angel, honey. momm-” he trails before you cut him off and stare at the camera with wide eyes. you clear your throat slightly side eyeing the camera before returning your view to him and his stupidly adorable dazed smile.

“OKAY! and what’s your favorite name that i call you, minnie?” you ask him with a tilt of your head, reaching a hand out to play with the tufts of his blonde hair.

he huffs, softly dropping his head onto your chest while wrapping his arms around you tighter, squeezing gently.

“mmm, i like everything you call me. but i think that one time i was uh like panicky and stressed and you called me baby, my heart kinda j-just like.. skipped. ya know? like what are they called— heart palpitations? in that situation it just made me feel really good.” he tilts his head up at you, his chin propped up, slightly rambling.

in this moment he really just looked like the embodiment of the cutest golden retriever ever.

you smile at him, “you’re just adorable aren’t you?” he reacts to this with a small blush forming on his cheeks shaking his head side to side slightly.

“y/n/n you have to cut off some parts of this video. i ramble too much when it comes to you i just start rapid firing shit out like i’m rapping.”

“it’s for comedic purposes. shush.”

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

question number 2:

“if you would rather have me with the personality of your ex, or your ex with my body. who would you choose to date? choose carefully and think about what you say before you say it.” you tease him.

his eyes widen slightly as if you had just asked him the most life threatening question ever (honestly to him it could be).

“w-well..” he buffers. he looks up at the ceiling in deep thought or as if it’s gonna have an answer written out on it.

“i would remain single until you return back to normal.” he nods, seemingly assured that his answer was the right one.

you stare blankly at him, then at the camera, then back to him. “the audience is going to have to decide on that one.” you assert.

at this armin’s eyebrows furrow confusedly and his arms wrap around you tighter. “w-what? baby i don’t have much to work with here for an answer.” he sasses.

“you could’ve just said you would- you could like- well in the sense that.. yeah you’re lowkey right.” you shrug sheepishly.

he rolls his eyes jokingly, “can i ask you a question now?”

“if this is another question like gay son or thot daughter im not answering it.”

he laughs slightly, “no no no. it’s something different.”

you nod for him to continue, “what is it then?”

“uhhh can we turn off the camera for this one?” he looks at the camera quickly before returning his eyes back to you.

your eyebrows raised at his shy question, his gaze adverting from you and staring down at your his shirt that you are wearing.

“whisper it to me.”

pst pst pst whisper whisper whisper

you stare blankly at him after pulling the side of your head away from his face with a rosy pink blush now surfacing on your cheeks.

“s-so you see.. i can not answer that…?” you buffer just as he did earlier.

he giggled softly at your confuzzled expression and he squeezed your leg gently with his hand.

“mm see how you can’t answer that one either, angel?” he grinned smugly tilting his chin up at you slightly.

“oh shut up.”

(news flash: he asked you what position he hits it best in 😸)

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

question number 3:

you grab your phone, quickly clicking the .5 button as the phone camera zooms out in view, now causing armin in the view of the camera to look a bit—stretched?

he stares up at the camera, the angle making his puppy eyes just like that much larger and cuter in the process.

“can we not film me from this angle, baby? i don’t get to look at you properly with the phone in the way.” he huffs slightly.

“no.”

“yes ma’am.”

“anyways, next question and i want you to think about this in depth.” you nudge him

he hums along, “i’m listening.”

“what made you realize you loved me?” you ask him deeply.

this question causes armins mind to suddenly blank over a tad bit just to reminisce about the first moments he met you.

he stares up into the camera as you try and withhold a laugh at how stupidly cute the .5 angle is making him look.

flashback:

it was junior year of high school, and at your lovely age of 17.

the teacher was passing back the recent scores from your latest exams. high school was definitely hard but you always seemed to manage with your high grades, expectations, and your extremely competitive nature.

the only person who seemed to have always come close to you or beat you was Armin Arlert.

*insert sparkle noises here*

yeah, he was a little infuriating when it came to competitive aspects but his pretty face lets him get away with it—but definitely not when it comes to you right?

the teacher came around the corner and placed your paper upside down on the surface of your desk. feeling confident with the results, you flip it over to reveal the high score of 98 percent on the white parchment. with a giddy smile, you turn directly behind you in your chair to come face to face with Armin.

only to see him already staring directly at you with a dimpled smile.

“98. what did you get, arlert?” you boast to him while holding up your paper.

“really? i can’t believe it after your poor performance last time.” he teased still grinning at you.

“i got a 90 last time, that’s not even poor.” you roll your ey at him with your mouth slightly agape. “what did you get if you’re so smart?” you huff.

he hummed, his glasses shifting slightly down the bridge of his nose as he leaned slightly forward closer to you in his seat, “a 94, y/n/n.” however his paper remained flipped over and his forearm rested on top of it.

you glanced down at his desk where his veiny arms lay upon the paper, your tried to squint to see some type of number in red but his arms covered it.

you brushed this off, instead focusing on how you scored higher than him as an even bigger smile now appeared on your face. “hm, better catch up next time, arlert.” you nudge him.

“you already know i will, princess.” he nods as his he leaned his head on his left hand looking into your eyes.

you turn around in your seat and face back towards your desk as the school bell rings to signal the next period of the school day. “i’ll see you tomorrow, might wanna get back to studying a little more.”

you pack up your bags, proudly stuffing the 98% exam in your bag. zipping up your backup, you smile, happily leaving the classroom oblivious to Armin’s lovingly proud gaze, as well as his now-flipped-over exam on his desk that revealed a 100%.

flashback over

armin looked up into your eyes with you still in his lap, disregarding the camera shoved into his face.

“i think the moment i realized i would do anything to make you happy, even lie and make myself look worse, is when i just knew i would do absolutely anything for you.” he gushed.

“like you didn’t even know i lied about half my scores until like a year ago. i just loved seeing you smile because you’re so just— ahh.” he hums as he throws his head back slightly and dramatically with a toothy grin.

you cup his cheeks in your hands as you trail your eyes over all his features. “i’m honored that if anyone was my academic rival, it was you, blondie.”

“oh stop it.” he gushed. “but yeah, i just knew when i just felt that weird feeling in my chest every time i saw you happy.”

your heart felt as if it was going to explode, sure you’ve been with armin for a solid 2 years. but this has never really ever been brought up.

“and i also realized when i had the urge to throw jean against a wall when he was flirting with you.”

“okay well atleast chivalry isn’t dead.” you sigh, armin laughs before reaching up slightly to place a gentle peck on your lips.

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

let’s just say the peck led to other things because your lips now were noticeably swollen and your hair was messy from armin’s hands running through it.

you pick up your phone camera that was absentmindedly discarded when the two of your guys’ small peck definitely did NOT escalate into a make-out session **blame armin.

“so g-guys.” you take a second to collect your breath. “that’s some questions that my boyfriend answered. this definitely will get me banned if i post all the clips but they will be edited so..” you glance at armin who drags his eyes from up and down your body.

“yeah. i gotta go.” you quickly blurt before clicking the end record button then immediately drop your phone back onto the couch, crawling back into armin’s lap and continuing where you left off.

“love you, love you, love you.” armin mumbles against your lips, clutching his arms tighter around your middle.

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

notes —

hi guys!! lets just pretend it hasn’t been 2 months since i last posted. i’m reading requests and im gonna try and put out as much as i can before spring break ends. thank you for all the love and support <3

also armin as a hot nerd is just everything i’ll ever need.

[peachsukii]

Sticky Heat

『♡』 fem!reader x bakugo ╰➤ ꒰ Senior year of UA | Aged-Up to 18 ꒱ ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡

summary: on a hot summer day, fem!reader is frustrated while studying for the written portion of finals during their senior year of UA High. bakugo has a simple solution to help her relax - just a quick trip to the vending machines outside for a "drink." tags & warnings: 18+ MDNI | CW; Smut - oral (give/receive), semi-voyeurism, dirty talk, cumplay (kind of), praise, minor dom/brat dynamic, lots of teasing | fluff, lovers (bf/gf), somewhat porn-with-plot, threat of getting caught, midoriya and todoroki are goofballs a/n: katsuki is the world’s biggest tease in my mind until you challenge him on it, then he melts over the competitiveness of who can unravel who first! ** this is also my first attempt at smut lmao so !! ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 3,111 ꒱

“Goddammit!” you curse abruptly, startling Bakugo out of his study trance.

“Th’ fucks your issue?” he asks, irritated.

You huff, slamming the textbook in front of you shut. “I’m never gonna remember any of this shit. I can’t even get my flash cards right.”

He lets out an exasperated sigh, obviously annoyed that you’re being disruptive to his own study session. He couldn’t hold it against you, though, this shit was difficult to memorize.

He stands, the chair beneath him scraping against the floor.

“C’mon, break time.”

You look at him quizzically. “I’m not -“

“Don’t care. Get up.” He’s ordering you and no longer asking.

Fine.

Bakugo grabs your hand, tugging you out of the classroom and downstairs to the vending machine area - a small alcove under the stairs that sits just outside the first floor. He rounds back to the machines and stands there with you for a second. He seems to be…looking around?

“Kat, I’m said not thirst-“

He interrupts you with a devilish, toothy grin - pushing you through the narrow space between the vending machines, following close behind you. Both of you pop into the crawl space under the stairs. It’s large enough to allow you both to stand, but small enough that the machines block the view under the stairway.

With no hesitation, he’s boxing you into the concrete wall, slipping a knee in between your legs to keep them separated.

Oh. Oh. You understand now.

Bakugo’s closing the gap between the two of you, bending down to your ear as his hands greedily roam around atop your uniform. “Now, are you gonna be a good girl and shut the fuck up for 10 minutes, or do I have to shut you up?”

The moan that escapes you is visceral, starving for his touch just at the sound of his husky voice. Fuck, you curse internally - he had you melting in the palm of his hands and he hadn’t even touched you yet.

He dives into your neck, nipping playfully at your skin as his left hand trails up your bare thigh, playing with the hemline of your skirt. He licks a stripe from your collarbone back up to your earlobe, a chill - and heat - traveling through you concurrently. His breath his hot against your ear.

“Mmm, there she is.” He growls as his hand leaves your thigh and slips underneath your skirt, teasing your clothed clit. “My good girl.”

You swear you could unravel right then and there, no physical touch needed. Bakugo’s praise is addicting - a high you know you’ll never be able to chase anywhere else. You quiver beneath his touch, sucking the air through your teeth to subdue another moan.

”Hah, Kat…,” you whimper breathlessly, face reddening with embarrassment.

“Yes, baby?” He’s purrs, drinking up every sound spilling from your pretty lips. You can practically feel outline of the shit-eating sneer creeping over his lips as he traces your jawline with his tongue. Hastily, his fingers leave your panties as he’s kneeling down, kissing the plush of your thighs and settling on his knees.

“F-fuck,” you squeak, daring to glance down over your skirt. Bakugo locks his gaze with yours, half-lidded eyes full of hunger - starved, even. Biting your lip, you nod, and that’s all the permission he needs to proceed to devour you like a predator eating his prey.

Before you can even blink, his fingers are tugging your panties down your thighs, practically ripping them from your legs as you hurriedly step out of them. He chuckles to himself as he shoves them in to the pocket of his slacks.

”Maybe you'll get these back later,” he teases.

You make a mental note in your heat-riddled stupor to grab them from him afterward.

Bakugo forcefully lifts your leg over his shoulder to access your already glistening sex, halting for a second before his mouth becomes flush with your skin. The gasp that escapes you as he gives sensually teasing licks to your sticky center fuels his own feral desire, enraptured with how your body reacts to his touch. You’ve been together long enough to know each other’s bodies by heart, but he’ll never grew tired of hearing how easily undone you become when you’re turned on - especially just for him.

His tongue runs over your clit daintily, goading a sensual moan out of you. He continues with lazy strokes, lavishly enjoying all of your mewling and squirming. The thick air of the hot day only added to the pleasure, a glimmer of sweat on your exposed thighs.

God, she tastes fucking heavenly, he heatedly thinks to himself. If allowed, he’d eat you out every fucking day of the week. Who gives a shit about sparring matches when he could be making a mess of you instead?

Lost in the moment, you can't help but roll your hips against his mouth, desperate for him to pick up the pace as your hand tangles in his spiky blonde locks. He groans at your demand, the vibrations edging you closer to your white-hot release. God, you loved when he moaned. It was so fucking hot and sent you catapulting toward your own orgasm on the regular.

"Someone's impatient today," he growls before diving back in-between your thighs.

He slides a finger into your aching heat, curling it inside of you as he continues to suck and lap at your clit at a tantalizing pace. Just as you feel your release approaching, you hear footsteps nearby.

You freeze, your grip in Bakugo’s hair tightening, motioning him to stay completely still. He pauses, leaning back on his knees to look up at you, panting silently. A breath hitches in your throat as you see your juices dripping down his jaw. It catches you so off guard that you only a few seconds to slap your free hand over your mouth - quieting the whore-ish moan that threatens to escape your lips.

He licks his own lips with a satisfactory grin, knowing full well he’s got you right where he wants you.

”Todoroki, what do you want to drink?” you hear Midoriya call out, presumably skimming the drink options in the machine on the other side.

The realization dawns on you that one wrong move - one noise - could draw his attention and catch you in the act. All Midoriya would need to do is peak in-between the machines at the right angle to see your silhouettes.

The thought of getting caught with Bakugo's face covered in your spend is thrilling. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly at the thought, willing it away before your lust-fueled mind can convince you otherwise.

Bakugo sees your reaction, grimacing as he shoots you a salacious glare. It sends another rush of heat to your throbbing center as you pleadingly shake your head ‘no.'

Of course, he doesn’t listen.

Katsuki Bakugo is not patient and always finishes what he starts.

Don’t you fucking dare, Katsuki, I swear to g-

Your thought is cut short as he wiggles the lone finger inside of you, dipping it in and out of your folds. His movements are slow, inaudibly coaxing you along - daring you not to make a sound. You bite your hand, throwing your head back against the wall with a soft thump.

You hear a second set of footsteps, assuming it's Todoroki joining Midoriya to browse through the selection of drinks. How long does it take to pick a damn drink?!

"Green tea sounds nice," Todoroki says, depositing coins into the machine while Midoriya ponders between four options. You pray that he'll become less indecisive in the next few seconds before you unceremoniously crumble where you stand.

Fucking hell, Izuku, just pick something! you scream in your head, cursing his inability to make a simple choice. Granted, he has no idea you are desperately wiling him to leave so you can...finish.

"I'll go with milk tea, then!" Midoriya beams, the machine whirring as the drink is dispensed into the pick up slot.

Please, for fucks sake, leave!

You're too focused on listening to boys that you almost let a whimper slip out when Bakugo stuffs a second finger inside you, greedily recollecting your attention. His fingers curl at your g-spot, reigniting that searing pleasure from earlier within your abdomen. 

This is torture.

"Alright, let's head back to the library. Uraraka and Yaoyorozu are waiting for us!"

Fucking finally!

You're almost in the clear, just a little longer...

He slips in a third goddamn finger, your chest heaving at the sudden intensity, eyes rolling in your head with silent ecstasy. You can feel the humidity radiating from his hands as he's knuckle deep, your trembling thighs threatening to give away at any moment. On instinct, you smack your free hand against the back of the vending machine to catch yourself from falling, a loud thud echoing around you two.

Your eyes shoot open in horror as you hear Midoriya from down the hall. “Hey, did you hear that?”

Bakugo ceases his movements, listening for any additional footsteps returning their way.

“It was probably from upstairs, Class B was moving desks around earlier.”

Holy shit - you could kiss Todoroki right now. You’ll have to thank the bastard later…without telling him about what you’re thankful for. They proceed down the hall until you think they’re no longer in earshot.

Not skipping a beat, Bakugo ferociously dives back into your mess of a cunt, removing his fingers with an audible squelch and tongue-fucking you with vigor. The stimulation draws you right back to your tipping point, just about to cross the threshold into orgasm as he bluntly withdraws his tongue. He rocks back on his knees again, shoving two digits back into your sweltering sex as he glares up at you.

“Go on baby - beg.” His words drip with carnality, a sinful gleam reflecting in his ruby irises as his fingers continue to slide in and out of you, your slick walls madly pulsing around them.

You have no will left in you to protest, not even playfully. You could faint with the way he’s staring at you, proudly displaying his achievement thus far all over his face.

”Oh my fuck-god dammit, Kat, please,” you plead, as hushed as possible. “I’m so fucking close.”

“Please what?” He leans forward, swiping a flick of his tongue across your clit.

God, you could punch him right now if you weren’t so fucking horny.

“Please make me come already, Katsuki - fuck!”

“Your wish is my command, princess.”

Bakugo replaces his fingers with his tongue for a final time, rotating from your clit to your entrance in fluid motions. His actions are getting sloppier as his own desire takes over, another moan pouring out of him as you clench your fingers in his hair. Your skin begins to prickle, a heat rash (in two senses) spreading flush all over your body. The noises spilling out of you are incoherent, no longer in control of your own volume. You smack a hand over your mouth a second time to muffle yourself when you feel Bakugo’s hand blindly smack at your arm.

“I wanna hear your pretty ass moans,” he demands as he bites at your thigh. “Don’t you fuckin’ dare shut up now.”

That’s more than enough to thrust you over the edge.

The thread tugging in your core snaps with one final roll of your hips against him, a wave of euphoria washing over you - leaving you feverish against the summer heat. He can feel your walls clench around his tongue as your body convulses. His fingers dig into your thighs, supporting your weight on his one shoulder as your body becomes boneless, legs shaking as he drinks in your arousal. You brace yourself against the wall with your free hand, the other still blissfully entwined in his hair.

The fireworks in your stomach begin to die down as your orgasm wains, trying to catch your breath as a bead of sweat runs from your forehead and over your temple. Bakugo laps at your slit unhurriedly before sitting back with your leg still whisked over his shoulder. He’s panting, and fuck, that will never not be hot, with a few drops of sweat emerging from his hairline and settling at his jaw.

You swing your leg off his shoulder with the shred of energy left in your body and stumble to a somewhat upright position.

“Christ, Kats-,” you begin to whisper as Bakugo stands to his feet, yanking you off the wall and flush against his own body. He cups your chin in his hands, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

"You're fucking gorgeous."

You don’t even have a moment to process his words as he’s aggressively colliding his lips with yours, hands knotted in your hair to pull you further into him.

The kiss is electrifying, dripping with desire as his tongue swipes against your bottom lip to persuade you to invite him in. The taste of your own release on his lips and tongue is intoxicating, the tangy and salty essence driving you to wildly moan into the kiss. He pulls on your hair a second time, drunk on the lustful emotions swirling between the two of you.

That’s when you decide to surprise him.

He’d never ask for anything in return when pleasuring you, adamant on the fact that it never needed to be reciprocated. So whenever you did, it fueled a fire that only you knew how to ignite in him.

You break the kiss fleetingly, taking the second to catch your breath as you spin Bakugo around to the wall, his back slamming up against it with a heavy thud.

Shit. You may or may not have just knocked the wind out of him and ruined the moment.

Or so you thought.

Much to your surprise, his chest is heaving, cheeks ruddy - crimson stare fixated on you, anxiously anticipating your next move. Having him at your mercy never ceases to leave you mesmerized. His hands are on the wall behind him, bracing himself as if he'll fall through it at any moment.

Bakugo's about to say something until you leisurely lick from the bottom of his chin up to his lips, lapping up the leftover dribbles of your own climax off his face, biting at his bottom lip before moving to his collarbone. Lucky for you, he always keeps the top buttons undone on his uniform in the summer, leaving his collar loose enough to pull aside. You sink your teeth into the crook of his neck, eliciting a deliciously sinful moan from him.

You can't help but wonder if anyone heard, considering his natural volume is 110%. But at this point? You don't fucking care.

"Mmm, seems like I'm not the only one with pretty moans."

A slur of colorful curses are leaving his swollen lips as you trail your hands over his chest, and when he feels your fingers delicately trace the outlines of his clothed nipples, he jolts. He'd never admit how fucking hard he gets when you play with them, the stimulation shooting directly into his groin.

Before Bakugo can vocalizes the pleasure, you capture his lips again, suppressing the loud groan erupting from his throat. When you part, all he can mutter are hot pants of your name and a few mumbled 'fuck's between baited breath.

"God, Katsuki, you're so fucking hot when you're coming undone," you hum, fumbling with the belt of his slacks. He's speechless, his hands furiously pawing at his belt as he slides his pants and boxers down in one fell swoop. When you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, his entire body jerks forward. Not even a second passes before he's jutting his hips against your palm, desperate for friction.

"Now look who's begging?" Your sultry words have him biting his lower lip, eyes screwed tight as his cheeks now glow scarlet.

"I-in...yo-ah...fu-fuckin' drea-ah-ms," Bakugo stutters, making an attempt to regain his composure. It swiftly disintegrates when he notices you taking a knee to the ground. His jaw is clenched as you press your tongue to the underside of his cock, hazily looking up at him before taking him into your mouth.

Oh god, oh my fuck-

Overstimulation overriding his senses, he begins to thrust into your mouth at a stuttering tempo, eagerly chasing his own release and unable to control himself. He's gasping, grunting, moaning above you, and it almost gets you off a second time from hearing his pleasure.

You put your hands to his hips, stilling him as you slowly edge his entire length into your mouth, tongue sliding lazily along the underside of his shaft. You'll never get over how hot and heavy he feels in your mouth, each time better than the last. You flutter your eyes upward as you hum softly, completely stuffed full of him.

God. Bakugo was seeing stars and he hadn't even released yet.

Hollowing your cheeks, you suck - hard - and move in a fluid motion, mouth flooding with saliva as you continue taking him as deep as you can manage. His thread was ready to snap.

"F-fuh-fuck!" he stutters harshly, shouting a little too loud - but honestly, from far away, someone could mistake it for him being his normally bombastic self.

Bakugo snatches a handful of your hair with a trembling hand, shoving himself all the way into your mouth, down to the base, as you feel his explosive release coat the back of your throat. He smacks his hand over his mouth as he shudders, his grunts muffled in his palm.

You release him, brushing off your knees as you're getting up from the concrete. It might be a little hard to hide how red they are under your short-ass uniform skirt, but who's looking at your knees anyways? You patiently wait for him to readjust into his slacks.

Somewhat mimicking his earlier actions, you place a hand delicately on his cheek, thumbing away a drop of sweat.

"I love you, Katsuki." The words fall from your puffy lips effortlessly, giving him a tender smile before placing a soft kiss on the opposite cheek.

"Love you too, Y/N." Bakugo snaps you into a hug, cradling his arms around you as he kisses your forehead. "My favorite girl."

You gleam, radiating from his flattery. Stretching back in his arms, you run your hand through his bangs, un-sticking them from the sweat on his forehead. He snickers as you ruffle the small hairs into the rest of his spiky hair.

"Guess it's back to studying," you whine sarcastically.

He laughs. "There's always more study breaks, too."

no, you didn't get your panties back. ;) hope you enjoyed!! <3

Divider by : @/saradika

[777sturn]

𝐛𝐟!𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝜗𝜚 matt sturniolo

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉. . . matt is a boyfriend

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈(𝒔) none just cute little things i think matt would do if he was a boyfriend

𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 i love him to death he fs will treat his gf like a sweetheart (i’ll add more in the future!) sorry for being so inconsistent 😭😭 im trying to get back into writing againnn yippee

bf!matt who is definitely a huge quality time person. hes willing to be around you everytime but he isn’t too clingy (ofc he still is) he especially enjoys those late night car rides with you and blasting music through the windows (mac miller, frank ocean, etc.)

bf!matt who loves watching movies with you no matter what. he literally watched 10 thing i hate about you (im not over this guys pls) and he is willing to watch any movie, as long as hes cuddled up next to you.

bf!matt who is a literal yapper when he’s around you. usually he’s quiet and reserved but as soon as you’re with him, he just talks and talks and talks. its probably about the most random topics too or giving you a rundown on his day.

bf!matt who’s a cuddler by heart. he loves when you lay your head on his lap while he twirls his fingers around your hair but he loves when his head is on yours so he can admire you from down below. he loves holding you close to him and pepper gentle kisses all over your face.

bf!matt who isn’t too cheesy but cheesy enough. he loves to refer to you as ‘my girl’ or ‘baby’ and he will go absolutely insane when he gets called baby by you. like he gets all flushed and will hold you forever.

bf!matt who is the type of boyfriend to buy you a bouquet of flowers but takes one for himself so he could see when it dies to buy new ones. he will also spoil you to death. for example, if you bring up something that you want or mention a stuffed animal, expect to see an amazon delivery box on your porch step.

bf!matt who is willing to try anything for you. for example, your cooking or baking and you need a taste tester: he’s there! when you wanna try out new skincare or making: again, he’s there! he just wants to spend a lot of time with you and making you happy

bf!matt who you don’t argue with often, but when you guys do, you end up making up by the end of the day. he will spam you saying you guys should talk it out and if you dont answer he will be at your doorstep holding flowers and a fast food bag of your favorite food.

[miyasturniolo]

LEGO DATE | chris sturniolo

pairing: bf!chris x f!reader

summary: chris bought a bunch of lego flowers for you secretly, but you found out which left him deciding to invite you to do some lego flowers together as a lego date.

warnings: fluff, pet names (ma, sweetheart, love), use of y/n.

a/n: not my photos, on pinterest. I need a lego flower from a guy.

WORDS: 1.1k

miyasturniolo on wattpad

you - pink | chris- orange

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Chris was the best boyfriend you could think of, he would always made sure you felt better when you were feeling down or reassure you when think your gonna do bad at something.

But right now you were out with your friend and he had ordered Lego flowers for you to enjoy. He knew how much you loved them and wanted to surprise you with a gift.

When the four boxes arrived while your gone, Chris eagerly started assembling them, not minding that he had wasted money more than intended but the main problem for him was having to follow the instructions.

With music playing in his headphones, Chris started to immersed himself in building the intricate roses, making a few mistakes along the way but correcting them with care.

As he finished creating two different flowers from one box, he moved on to making a lego rose, making sure he does it right.

You had keys to his place, which you were allowed to have as Chris girlfriend. He didn't hear the door at all because he was wearing headphones and listening to his shuffled songs.

You closed the front door before heading to Chris room without any interruptions, as his brothers were definitely somewhere or in their own room.

You knocked on his door before opening it, and his head perked up quickly when he heard the door open.

He suddenly stopped his music, removed his headphones, and froze, realizing he couldn't keep the Lego flowers a secret from you any longer, as you had already seen them.

"What are you doing?" you inquired, as he remained silent, a slight smile playing on his lips before he confessed, eliciting a bright reaction from you.

"I was planning to surprise you y/n... I wanted to create some Lego flowers for you, but now that you've seen them," he explained, gazing into your eyes.

You stayed quiet, a smile on your face, as you admired the flowers. "That’s so sweet," you remarked, your gaze lingering on the Legos before meeting his loving blue eyes.

He paused briefly before clearing a space on his bed and gesturing for you to join him. "Now that you know... want to help love?" he suggested.

You nodded and sat beside him, and he grinned, planting a kiss on your cheek before handing you a Lego set, so you could each work on different flowers with different directions.

“Try not to mix the Lego pieces together, okay, sweetheart?” He quickly rubbed your shoulder before finishing the flower he was making.

You listened to his words and started working on the other set he had brought, occasionally glancing at him as he concentrated, occasionally sticking out his tongue in focus.

There was a long moment of silence before you spoke, causing him to pause with his eyes fixed on the flower he had just completed.

“How many Lego flowers did you buy?” you asked with a laugh, prompting him to roll his eyes before laughing and explaining.

“I actually brought four of them because they looked pretty... just like you, so I ordered four. It wasn't planned to get four, but it's worth it,” he said, looking at you.

You nodded in understanding before chuckling, and he let out a quiet laugh before returning to the Lego.

You both continued building the Lego sets, occasionally chatting but mostly focused on the task at hand. He paused for a moment and stopped what he was doing.

You didn't notice he had stopped until he handed you an AirPod. You looked at him, confused, before taking it from him.

You put on his AirPod as he connected it to his phone and played music from a Spotify playlist that you had curated together.

He smiled, gently moved your hair out of your face, and kissed your lips. Pulling away before you could return the kiss, he spoke, "I love you, you know that," with a smile.

As he playfully messed with your hair, you tried to pull away to stop him from messing it up.

"I know, you've told me many times," you giggled, while he smirked and leaned on you, resting his head on your shoulder. "I love you too though," you said.

As the music played in the AirPods, you both chatted and worked on finishing the Lego flowers again. Three hours had flown by, and you hadn't even realized how quickly time had passed.

You both had completed two boxes of the flowers, and Chris had assembled them for now to make more space.

"Would you like to work on another box?" He asked, his blue eyes fixed on you. His fingers ached from assembling the Lego pieces, but he was willing to do more for you despite the discomfort.

You simply shrugged and used his head as a pillow, as he leaned against you. "Can we do the other two boxes later?" you inquired.

He brightened up and nodded, giving you a tight hug before carefully moving away from you to put away the Lego flowers and the two untouched boxes.

You watched him as he tidied up, then settled back comfortably. Eventually, he returned and snuggled up to you, resting his head on your shoulder and tracing patterns on your stomach with his finger.

"Though the plan was to surprise you with these Lego flowers, I'm glad we did this together," he said, gazing into your eyes before focusing on his hand drawing patterns on your stomach.

You chuckled softly, nodded, and then kissed his head before closing your eyes. You relaxed as you both listened to the music that was on his AirPod.

After a moment of silence, he shifted his position so he was more on top of you, gazing into your eyes.

"Tell me, how was your day, ma?" he whispered, his smile showing his genuine interest in your day spent with friends.

Just as you were about to respond, he remembered something and subtly adjusted his position without moving away. With a mischievous smile, he handed you a Lego flower.

"I hid this flower that I made when you came in because I thought it was the prettiest out of the flower bunch. I wanted to give it to you secretly," he giggled before watching you accept it with a smile.

Blushing, you were about to thank him when he hushed you, knowing your gratitude. Instead, he encouraged you to share about your day once again, which you happily did.

MIYAS MASTERLIST & INFO

[elsiewritesss]

Hii , can you do a bf Vinnie x gf reader. Where reader is colorblind and tells the house about how much she hates it, a few days later they surprise her with those colorblind glasses?

wait i love this sm ahhh!!!

pairing: bf vinnie x gf reader

warnings: none just fluff

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“Babe, I need help.” Y/N whined as she stood in front of the closet looking at her clothes.

“Yeah baby?” Vinnie asked as he walked behind her, hands going to her waist as she let out a sigh.

“What color is this shirt?” She asked, pulling the hanger off the rack as she held it in front of her.

“It’s purple with little blue flowers.” Vinnie responded as she slowly nodded her head, sniffling lightly as she tossed the shirt on the dresser next to her.

Vinnie furrowed his eyebrows as he turned her around, concern filling his face as he saw the few tears travel down her face.

“What’s wrong love?” He asked softly, bringing his hands up to carefully wipe the wetness off her cheeks.

“I just hate this.” She breathed out. When she was 6, she realized she couldn’t see certain colors such as purple, green, and sometimes blue. The colors all looked the same to her. After going to the eye doctor, they confirmed she was colorblind.

When Vinnie and her started dating last year, she felt embarrassed because of it, not knowing how to tell him. He only found out after she picked up what she thought was a green balloon for Jett’s party, but it ended up being a purple one.

From then on she always had Vinnie to tell her the difference between the colors and he was always more than willing to help his girlfriend out.

“I know. But I promise you I’m always here to help you. I love you.” He spoke, gliding his thumb over her cheekbone as he placed his lips to her forehead.

“I love you too.” Y/N whispered back, letting her eyes flutter close at the small action.

~

“So you can’t see the color of my shirt right now?” Jordan asked as Y/N shook her head.

“Okay what color do you think it is?” Evan leaned forward as Vinnie sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

“Guys enough please.” He spoke, not wanting his girlfriend to get upset or feel like they’re making fun of her.

“It’s okay Vin.” Y/N assured, rubbing her hand over his arm that was wrapped around her neck loosely.

“To me it looks a mixture of blue and gray. Your shirt, the plant over there, and Hera’s mouse toy all look the same color.” Y/N explained, pointing to Jordan’s light purple shirt, the plant by the window, and Hera’s blue little mouse toy.

“Interesting. I thought people who were colorblind only saw gray.” Reggie spoke up, making Y/N shake her head.

“No, I can see other colors. Like I know Vinnie’s shirt is red.” She pointed out, turning to give her boyfriend a small smile.

“Have you ever looked into those glasses they sell? I heard about them a few years ago.” Evan asked as he leaned back in his chair.

“I have. But they’re just too expensive. Plus I have Vinnie here always helping me.” Vinnie smiled, leaning down to plant a kiss on her head.

~

Vinnie paced back and forth around the living room of his apartment. He was waiting for Y/N to get home from work so she could open the gift he got her.

He wasn’t sure she would like it and it made him incredibly nervous.

Suddenly the front door opened making Vinnie stop his anxious pacing as he saw Y/N walk in, looking beautiful as always.

“Hey!” She smiled at him, setting her purse down on the counter before leaning down to pick Hera up as she came running up to Y/N.

“Hi…” Vinnie spoke, slowly walking over to her.

“You okay?” Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, noticing the way he slowly walked.

“Mhm!” He responded, giving her a slight smile as he leaned down and pecked her lips.

“I got you something. Now…please don’t hate me for this.” Vinnie hesitantly spoke, grabbing the small box from the couch before handing it to her.

“Okay? I don’t think I could ever hate you though.” Y/N said, looking up at him. Vinnie just nodded his head as he gestured to the box.

Y/N stood behind the counter, using a kitchen knife to slice the tape. When she opened the box, her eyes met the smaller white box. She took it out, flipping it over as her eyes scanned over the words.

Enchroma Glasses

Y/N blinked her eyes a few times, making sure she was reading it right before her vision got slightly blurry from her eyes filled up with tears.

“Vin…I…oh my god.” She spoke out softly as she shook her head.

Vinnie walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her middle as she leaned into him.

“Why?” She asked, looking up at him.

“Because, you deserve to see all the colors in the world. Plus if I’m not here you can still tell the difference between colors.” He explained, watching as the tears fell down her face as the words left his mouth. He reached up and wiped her cheeks softly, pressing a small kiss to her forehead.

“I love you.” She spoke, looking into his brown eyes, a color she was always blessed to see.

“I love you too. Come on, try them on.” He patted her hip slightly as she turned towards the box, opening it up to see the pair of glasses inside. The lenses had a slight blue tint to them and Y/N let out a breath before putting them on.

She let her eyes adjust as she looked around the apartment.

“Okay. What color is this?” Vinnie asked, holding up the light blue throw pillow on the couch.

“Blue.” She spoke, Vinnie’s eyes getting bright as he smiled.

“Yes. Um…okay what about this one?” He grabbed her purple water bottle from the counter.

“Purple!”

“Yeah baby!” Y/N felt so overjoyed as she ran to her boyfriend and attacked him with a hug.

“Thank you.” She spoke, her voice laced with sincerity.

“You’re so welcome, my love.” Vinnie responded, leaning down as he connected their lips together.

“Can we go on a walk so I can look at everything?” She asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet as Vinnie smiled wide.

“Of course. Let’s go!” He said, holding out his hand for her to take as they walked around the city, Y/N looking at all the colors she couldn’t see before.

~

ahhh my first actual post! i hope you all liked it!!!

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JJK Men As Your bf Featuring Itadori Yuji

Itadori Yuji as a boyfriend

-Yuuji is definitely the sweetest boyfriend you could have. He's very affectionate and he never fails to reassure you that he loves you so much. This reassurance from your boyfriend helps you overcome your insecurities and lessen the jealousy in you.

-Loves cuddling, he always tell you that it's cold but that's just an excuse. This cutie pie will always insist that he needs to cuddle with you because it's cold even if it's not. He just wants to keep you close, it helps him relax because to him cuddling you means protecting you.

-He would cook for you. If you're living in the same flat, you will only cook occasionally because he will treat you like a princess and won't let you cook for him unless you insist. He says he enjoys cooking because he wanted your stomach to be filled with what he cook with love. He will pack your lunch and trust me, he will buy different lunch boxes for every day of the week. He will arrange it cutely and your classmates will be so jealous of how neatly done your lunch is. It's not just aesthetically pleasing, the taste also exceeds expectations.

-Loves kissing your lips but he'll be kissing your forehead much often. I can already see Yuji as a guy who would only kiss your lips in a very intimate setting. Even if he's into PDA, he still sets boundaries because he doesn't want to embarrass you in public. He prefers kissing your forehead in public, or the tip of your nose, and if there's a man nearby obviously admiring his girl, that's the only time where he would bravely kiss you in public. But even so, he will still whisper to you asking if he can kiss you on your lips in public. He never would do that if you say no.

-Yuji can be forgetful but he makes sure to organize his schedule to not forget important events with you. He has everything marked in his calendar, from your monthsarry, anniversary, your period, your exams, and everything else. He loves to check your schedule that you keep and sync it on his so he would know when he would pick you up.

-The type of guy that you can drag in nail salons and he'll get his pretty nails done as well uwu. Yuji loves seeing you get your nails done, he loves seeing your nais colored and seeing tiny patterns and arts on it. He wouldn't stop admiring your nails, he'll hold your hand and kiss every finger and tell you how much he loves it. Sometimes your tight schedule forbids you from having your nails done. Yuji keeps track on when you would usually get your nails done. (He has it marked in his calendar, like "28th of the month is my princess' nail care day") so when you don't mention anything about nails on that day, Yuji will do your nails for you (sort of) since he's not a pro, he would buy press on nails with different designs and put them on for you.

Yuji woke up early on Sunday morning. He noticed that you were already out of bed so he immediately took his phone under his pillow and exit the room to look for you. He opened his phone and saw a reminder for today. "My Princess' Nail Care Day" says the notification on his phone. Yuji panicked and looked around just to see you in front of your laptop at the living room. You were sipping your coffee and your eyes were fixed on your screen, you couldn't even glance up at Yuji who sat down beside you at the sofa.

"Good morning, beautiful."

Yuji kissed your cheeks as he looked at what you were doing on your laptop. You stopped typing for a moment and gave him a peck on his cheek before typing once again. "Good morning, handsome. Why're you up so early?" you asked, Yuji placed his arms around you and let his eyes roam on the laptop screen. You were creating a power point presentation about a certain genre in literature. "You weren't beside me so what's the point of sleeping. Plus, it's nail care day today isn't it? What time is your appointment?" he asked.

He stood up and made his way to the kitchen as he waits for your response.

"Babe, Nail care day is cancelled. There's too much stuffs we need to do. There was a last minute change in our report and I got to fix it. Plus, I'll be at Nobara's place for another homework. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you last night." You knew that Yuji loves accompanying you to the Nail Salon but there are times like this where school deadlines are pain in the ass. "Maybe we can squeeze it in on Tuesday, love. I'm sorry." you apologized, you closed your laptop and moved to the dining table where Yuji is making his coffee. You were pouting up at him and he smiled.

"Hey, it's nothing. No need to say sorry, I know how tough it is. Want me to help? I can type your contents on your presentation, you can do other stuffs. Just send me the things needed to be there, and you can check if I did it right or nah." He sat beside you and look over at your laptop as he sips onto his coffee. As a boyfriend, Yuji wants to always lend you a hand whenever he can, to him, it's a huge deal to share problems, works and other worries with his partner, he wanted to let you know that whatever it is, you can count on him.

You smiled and kissed him on his cheeks. "Aww, you're the best babe! I'll send the written report to you, I'll take a shower before I go straight to Nobara's flat. I'll probably back after lunch. Is it okay for you?" you asked as you take one last sip on your coffee. You're so thankful that you have a reliable boyfriend like Yuji. He's the best boyfriend ever.

Yuji nods, "Alright, I'll cook breakfast so you could eat before you go. Want me to cook you lunch too?" he asked as he follows you to the bedroom.

"Babe…" you looked at him with teary eyes, Yuji frowned and held your hand gently. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?" he asked, concerned.

You shook your head and hugged him tight, letting yourself inhale his sweet scent. "No, you're just too..sweet. I don't deserve you." you sniffed as you feel him chuckle. Yuji really gives you the princess treatment and that's not an exaggeration, and you wanted to do the same for him but when he's like this you really feel like you don't deserve this kind of love, because he's just too reliable, he's always there and sometimes you feel bad, thinking that you're not giving the same thing that he's giving in this relationship.

Yuji gently pulled away from you and tucked your hair behind your ear. "You deserve every great things in this world. I love you, hmm? We're partners, alright? Whatever you do, I should do my best to be a part of it." he smiled, cupping your face and kissing you softly.

"You go and take a shower. I'll drop you at Nobara's." he kissed you once more and took his laptop to work on your power point.

You weren't able to go home after lunch. When you checked your phone it was already 6 pm and even if you texted Yuji to tell him you won't be home at the hour your promised, you still felt bad. The two of you weren't able to spend much time together yesterday, because he was the one busy with his classmates, he was at Megumi's place till 7 and when he got home he looks tired so y'all went to bed early and now it's already 6 and there's not much time left to do some fun stuffs for the weekend.

"I'm home, babe." you announced as you open the door of your apartment. The living room was empty but it wasn't long till Yuji appears from the bedroom, he rushed to help you out of your shoes and gave you a tight hug and a kiss on your forehead, it's something that he always does when you just arrived home, "You should've called, I was gonna pick you up." he said as he took your bag from you and set it on the center table.

"Phone's dead on my way home. I just took a cab."

"You look tired, come, I cooked something for you. I also finished your presentation and I went to Fushiguro's house to borrow some books, I got two that is related to your presentation, you can check it and see if something's useful. I already had the page marked."

Yuji took advantage of his free time to think of ways to help you and make you relax when you get home. He wanted you to feel relieved at home and not worry much about stuffs.

Upon hearing his efforts, you charged yourself on your boyfriend, Yuji caught you because of his quick reflexes and you buried your face in his neck, "I love you so much, Yuji." you whispered. Yuji blushed, part of him is thankful you're not seeing what he looks like right now, because he's sure he's as pink as his hair.

"I love you too, princess." he whispered as he gently set you down.

After eating dinner, Yuji helped you clean your make up and you've decided to watch a movie while cuddling at the living room before you go to bed. You set up the movie and the snacks while Yuji was at the room looking for something.

"Babe, movie's ready!" you called excitingly.

Yuji was busy looking for the bag full of pressed on nails that he bought earlier. He figured that he's gonna put them on you so you can still feel like you had your nails done. He went out of the bedroom holding the paper bag behind him as he walks towards you.

"Hey, I paused the movie for y--What's that? What're you hiding?" you asked, trying to peek at what he has behind him but he laughed and avoid your attempts to peek. "Sit down, baby. I'll let you see if you behave." he said in a serious tone, you sat down properly and wait for him to show you what is it.

Yuji showed you the paper bag first, and you frowned. "Ahm okay, what is it?" you asked. Yuji handed it to you with a smile. "Take a look." he smiled.

When you opened the bag, your jaw dropped. The bag was full of pressed on nails and the colors, the designs and the shapes are all pretty. Man, you can't count how many they are. "Holy, babe, these are so pretty! OMG!" you squealed and hugged him tightly. Yuji hugged you back and took the bag from you.

"I bought it so you'd still feel like you got your nails done. And I'll put it on for you. Before your class, tomorrow. So you can choose a design and we'll have it on your nails tomorrow." he whispered, pinching your cheeks as he sat beside you.

You checked each pack inside the bag and every pack that you see makes you realize how much care Yuji has put in choosing the designs, he got the right design and colors that you loved and all you could so is pepper his face with kisses all night because he deserves it for being the good boyfriend that he is.