#i was gonna continuing writing tonight as well😭

[pastafossa]

PASTAAAA I JUST FINISHED TONIGHT’S EPISODE AND I’M SO DISTRAUGHT NOW I’M GONNA MISS THE WEEKLY EPISODES SO BAD 😭💔 WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS??

I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO WITHOUT THE WEEKLY EPS. 😭 We only just got our beloved man back, and now he's off again. Even if I support why he's gone (I am all in support of them splitting the seasons so they could write a new script and do the reshoots and bring everyone back), it's still like... but, but, but, I missed him for so long, wait come back matty

Me just waiting for S2 and the return of our husband again like

SOME THOUGHTS CAUSE I'M SO GD HAPPY

We continue to get an explosion of stylized color now that Matt's let go of his false life. That cold, washed out, very sterile lighting was VERY sorta Twilight Zone feeling, and it gives all the color and lightning now even MORE of an impact. Those splashes of red when Frank was killing outside the Port, the washes of blue whenever we're seeing from Dex's perspective, the flashes of red with Matt, just (chef's kiss)

Blowing up Matt's new apartment felt like the new writers going 'FINALLY, WOOOOOO OLD SHIT GONE, LIGHT IT UP! LIGHT IT UP! (explosion) WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' I didn't know they'd get QUITE that literal when it came to torching Matt's false life but here we are (moment of sadness for all his treasures he probably had up there though like his dad's trunk unless he hid that somewhere else, we got the torching but at what cost 😭)

Hilarious realization that the reason Frank was like, 'what, are ya gonna fight em with your ass hanging out???' when Matt got up to go get his suit on while still in the hospital gown, was because Matt really would have just had his bare goddamn ass just out to the breeze in front of Frank. He really didn't give two fucks by that point (probably still a little drugged), and for some reason that had me wheezing over it all over again despite having laughed my OWN ass off when Frank said it in the scene (and then laughed harder when Matt just flipped him off, Matt's NOT had a good day). FRANK GOT TO SEE THE CAKE, WHEN IS IT OUR TURN

Oh Heather, oh Heather, that ain't the way baby. I'm still processing it - like... her vigilante thing I could sorta get. I said last week that I was looking at it a bit like, if you'd never gotten close to a dog before and the first time you do it winds up mauling you, yeah, you're going to be afraid of dogs or hate them for a while even if later you realize that's not necessarily logical and that not all dogs are bad. But her complete disregard for Matt's legitimate fear on the danger Fisk represented, to the point of going to work for Fisk? Like... girl no. I'm going to see what they do in S2. Hell, everyone in the Netflix series pulls a major fuckup at least once and they were all given chances to make up for it, so we'll see.

JOSIE, JOSIE IS A PART OF THE GOOD FIGHT, FUCK YES JOSIE, FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES

ARMY. ARMY. JESS??? JESSICA????? LUKE???? MY BABIES???/ THEY GONNA GET MY BABIES???? PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEEEEEEEEEASE

I won't lie, the head squish was one of the grossest things I'd seen in a long time, well played Disney, you did not Disney-fy the show.

Ya'll gonna regret putting Frank in that cage, YA DUN MESSED UP A-A...NTHONY.

[san8ny]

hey girlll, i’m like literally ovulating right now 😭 could you write about sneaking up on ellie and pulling her away for a quickie?? (to feast on her pussy)

THANK YOUUU XXXX

I Treat You Well-ish

!: haven’t written anything in a bit with classes and clubs but i needed to complete ur requests, hope this is somewhat digestible im sorryyy- ?: Oral, and brief alluding of Ellie being seen as just a fwb..

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“Mm, and here I thought you couldn’t stand me..” She murmurs tiredly, glasses sliding down the bridge of her nose as she tilts her head down, an olive-toned hand woven into your tresses from where you kneel before her, a throbbing ache pooling inbetween your legs as you continue fumbling with her drawstring—“Never meant it like that.” You retort under your breath once she finally gives you a hand, strumming 2 slender fingers inbetween the tight loop to undo the difficult knot easily. Me next!

“I’m pretty sure ‘I hate Ellie!’ can only be interpreted one way, but i’ll let it slide per usual.” She sighs once the damp-warmth of your drooling tongue meets first contact with her cotton boxers.

Eager, weren’t you?

“Easy…” Ellie’s breath seemingly hitches, dark bags under her eyes as you hook your thumbs into the waistband of her confines rather impatiently, “Sorry, I haven’t done this since our last time so i’m a bit rusty.” You reply softly. Ellie hates how your words can be interpreted as exclusivity— who exactly was she to think so, or get happy at that?

“I’m gonna finish early if you say that shit.” She groans, turning her face away as it reddens slightly. So much for getting homework done tonight..

What even was this anymore? It seemed oddly distorted from the idea you once brought to her when your good-for-nothing partner had dropped you out of the blue, Ellie still remembering how out of it you were during that entire time-period.

‘Look, we both hate eachother but how about trying it out? It’ll relax us both, no?’

Wrong! Ellie hasn’t had one calm night since you started making appearances in her fucking dreams, which has now become a nightly occurrence for her. Even the strongest of melatonin couldn’t ward your evil off

You were a walking contradiction in her eyes, acting like you wouldnt touch her with a 10inch pole, yet sending back-to-back messages detailing in the most gruesome way the stuff you’d let her do to you if she just pulled up to your dorms right now. Which, let’s not get shit twisted, she has a few times here and there

A true slut you were, but she wasn’t too far behind either

“You only ever call me when you need me anyways.” Duh. She finally yawns, leaning down to thumb your lips apart as she initiates a deep kiss, that is, before shoving you inbetween her own legs, locking you in with her knees as she mindlessly reaches for your cellular device

It’s seem like she’s sighing for the upteenth time in a row, lomg-sought bliss displayed on her face while you award her with kisses all around her pussy, an exceptionally long one on her hidden-away clitoris, awarding it a few laps as you smile

Speaking of which, You really weren’t lying when you said you needed it, Ellie scrolling to find your only recent contacts making up to be yourbparents and close friends she somewhat knew of, however, her face immediately drops when she stumbles upon an unsaved number, scoffing when she sees the strings of clearly unreciprocated paragraphs sent on the persons end, your responses not even being more than 3 words each— She wants to laugh, but she really can’t. She’d been in that losers shoes before, not like you see her any different with or without the sex, or so she thinks

A stifiled moan escapes her once you begin pinching at her inner-thighs, your own expression shifting into clear annoyance when you realize Ellie’s attention isn’t all on you currently. “W-what? Am I not doing this right or something?” Before you know it, she’s accidently clicking the random contact, throwing it onto the bed while she practically steers your head in accommodation to the tempo she wants, the tension she has on your hair bringing slight tears to pool at your pretty waterline— didn’t you want her attention?

Each time your mouth slams onto her gushing pussy, it gives you the lightest wafting of her scent, though you’re way too pussydrunk to really identify it— she reminds you of laundry detergent in the best way however, like the cliche advertisements you’d see about smelling like a fresh load of laundry. You don’t even notice the periodic moments Ellie has to physically move your head herself because of how dazed you are..on her damn smell..

Clearly unbeknownst to either of you, the recipient on the other end of the phone is listening in on your businesses

“OUCH!” You yell out abruptly, clicking back into reality— Ellie had managed to sneakily reach a hand down to pinch your puffy breasts through your thinly-veiled tanktop, causing you to briefly come up for some needed air and a scolding, “You’re being mean! Touch them nicer, ‘arright? They’re sensitive.”

She chuckles at your reasoning, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head before immediately furrowing her eyebrows together close-knitly, an all too familar elasticity beginning to snap in her lower stomach, “S-shit, baby, i’m about to— i-in a bit, you still hungry?” She teases, overstimulation washing over when you immediately return to work in an even desperate manner to get her off, “Almost!” You slur, burying your face deeper into her center, almost feels like the air in your lungs was being sucked out

Wouldn’t be the worst way to go out..

“Well, i-im gonna need your highness to hurry it up..” Ellie faux-mocks, toes curling when you unexpectedly ram your fingers into a certain spongy spot rather harshly, “S-shiiit…

“Cum for me? Pretty please?” You attempt to match her whines, leaning up to bury your wet face against the burrow of her neck, all while your digits make play inside of her, “I wanna make Ellie happy.” You pathetically admit, raising your head from her nape to, instead, lick the outer shell of her ear

Ellie’s body immediately shudders at the combination of words and actions, slightly convulsing as splashes of electrifying arousal pulsate across both of your own body; her grip on you doesn’t ease up either, with blunt nails digging into your plush sides, threatening to draw blood if they hadn’t already,

“Did..you?..” Ellie rasps, not being fully able to complete her sentence, sweat pooling in crystal beads at the meeting point of her hairline when she catches her breath and something she’d noticed

“Did you just orgasm untouched?”

“D-don’t push your luck!” You hiccup embarrassingly, grabbing your phone where it lays besides you on her comforter to check how lomg you two had been at it, surely your roommate had to have texted you about your late-night whereabouts, though the nearly 1 hour call in-session feels like an ice-cold bucket thrown at you instead

“Oh my—“ Immediately ending it, you embarrassingly shove your face into a pillow to scream. Ellie looks at you bizarrely, leaning over to meet your face more directly, “Sex so bad you’re trying to..suffocate yourself?” She has the audacity to joke,

“You called my building RA!”

She pauses, crossing her legs as she scratches the back of her neck, “Wait— so— ..no, that makes sense— ah, forget it! I, uh, thought it was some dude you were messing with or something.” Ellie sheepishly admits, “Given the stuff you say, I just thought you had other people or ‘somethin.”

“Wait, what do I say?”

“you know, like the whole thing about me not being your type ‘n all.”

You hate how a small frown shows on your face. Despite how you act, you couldn’t help feeling like a coward for how you tried evading your feelings for Ellie by just ghosting her all those weeks after you’d been the one to even start this.

Instead, you lay back down where you both were sprawled and cup her cheek, “I don’t think anyone buys what I say anyway, even you.” You murmur, kissing her cheek gently

[unreleasedwrites]

OMG i hope this'll be the first smut req ever on your blog 😂 can i have a smut of Gun w/ his s/o on wedding night 🩷 just no degradation please bc i'm against it 🥲 thank you so much 💖

- 🧸 anon

Newlyweds

character(s) included: Park Jonggun x fem!reader

cw: implied SMUT, sexual content, has plot, Gun is not mean (imo), praise, baby fever, swearing, completely consensual, couple + kinky nicknames 😭, breeding kink (?), teasing, my first time writing smut so have mercy on me 🤕, also i don’t think there is degradation here, I tried writing this in an endearing way where gun is not a meanie !!

❤︎︎ — written on Tuesday Night, June 4 2024 - until published

❤︎︎ — published on Wednesday Afternoon, June 5 2024 (arnd 3 pm)

༄ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 ༄ contains sexual content and implied smut !!

“Smile!!” Your cousin said with glee while she was taking photos of you holding her adorable baby, who was born just around two months ago.

The baby was giggling nonstop as you were playing with her in order to get her to smile. You held her with your arms while posing for the camera. It was such a cute moment, all you could think about was how dedicated your cousin was to attend your wedding despite having literal twin boys just recently.

The other twin was asleep in the care of his father. While you, along with your cousin, continued to take pictures of you with one of the twins. You were in an elegant wedding dress while the baby was nicely dressed in yellow.

People watched you with the adorable baby, some even suspecting that he was yours and Guns’. Others went into absolute awe whenever the baby would match your energy.

One of those people was your newly wedded husband, Gun.

He was chatting with some of his trusted friends whom he chose to invite, when he heard the commotion and looked over to the front portion of the venue, which was overly traditional, only to see you holding a baby. You looked so genuine and happy over a little thing, that it sort of confused him. You two have already talked about kids and he didn’t seem to care that much, but he’s held Yenna before so he knows how adorable they are.

But seeing you up there being so happy, and seemingly caring so much for a little infant— that made him feel an entirely new way about having a family.

It didn’t help that his close friends were pushing him into the idea, suggesting that the baby could be yours and Guns’ instead in the near future and that you would be doing the same thing. Saying you’d be such a good mother, with them knowing how you are around children since Gun has introduced you some time ago.

Given how traditional Gun and his family can be, they have been bothering him constantly about a baby while Gun just brushes it off. He’s too busy to have a baby after all, right?

Well, that’s what he usually thinks, but its almost like he changed in an instant when he saw you. From the moment he first saw you, up until now— he’s always thought that you’d look so good full of him, full from carrying his child.

“Nnnggh— Gu-Gunn..!!—” You whined helplessly as Gun continued thrusting into you, even after 2 continuous rounds. His stamina truly unmeasurable.

“Shhh.. m’gonna stuff you full with my cum, you’re gonna look even more irresistible,” Gun whispered in your ear without breaking his rhythmic thrusts into your little pussy.

Gun has been taking his sweet time on you, literally. He has been on top of you for what feels like hours now. Your usually tired after only one round, but tonight… who knows how much rounds you’re in for. He’s been acting all lovey dovey after he saw you with that baby, telling you sweet nothings and what not.

“I can’t— m’ too full alread—yy!!” You practically screamed from pure pleasure when Gun started dragging his cock in and out, teasing you of your closely awaited orgasm.

“Awh, my wife shouldn’t have to worry about that— After all, you’re doing soooo good f’me, taking me in so damn well.” He groaned in between words as he felt the teasing pleasure from dragging his cock in and out of your hole too.

You were an absolute mess at this point, Gun was teasing you of your third orgasm while whispering sweet nothings into your ear, knowing you love when he does that. With every phrase he’d whisper, he could feel you getting even wetter, if that was even possible.

“You’re gonna look so beautiful carrying our baby,” he’d whisper as he slowly pushes his cock deeper into you, slowing down his thrusts a whole lot just to get a reaction out of you.

He’s just in love with the way you whine and moan for him, the way you squirm under him only makes him even more determined to fill you.

He thinks you look so pretty like this, when you’re a moaning mess, with tears forming in your eyes from how good his cock feels inside of you.

His thrusts slow down but get even deeper than they already were, which you never would have imagined that could happen. He’s hitting spots you didn’t even know was there to be pleasured.

“Nnnnnghhh— d-daddyy… feels so.. good,” you managed to utter out, throwing your head back involuntarily. Fuck. That immediately brought Gun to a halt. His cock twitched uncontrollably and he finished right there and then, deep inside of you.

“Wh..What was that, that you just called me..?” He groaned while breathing heavily.

“Mmm.. you mean, daddy?” You replied, trying to regain some sort of composure and energy. His cock twitched at the name. You could tell he was only getting harder and even more amused with how this was going.

He only laughed in response and began to thrust in and out of you again, much faster than he was when you two first got in bed.

“NNnnn—! W-waitt!! Needa break—, ple..ase!” Your words only got him harder as he hit all sorts of spots which got you even wetter.

“No can do, seems like you’ve been teasing me on purpose since we woke up this morning,” He said as he leaned in to kiss you.

Your moans were muffled out by the kiss, and his thrusts began to get sloppier, “b-but m’legs hurt so bad..” You complained because you were practically folded with your legs having hung in the air ever since you two started. But unfortunately for you, Gun loves doggy style and missionary, and you do too— just not that much when you’ve been in the same position for so incredibly long…

“How’s my pretty wife doing?” Gun suddenly brings up amidst all the moaning and groans that filled your guys’ hotel room. He always wants to check in on his pretty girl after all.

“I don’t feel as tired anymore.. which is weird since we didn’t take a break or anything like that, but it feels nice....” You reassured him, knowing that he is trying his best to hold back on you, and not go overboard.

Especially since this is your guys’ one and only wedding night. He knows you’re already exhausted from walking around and chatting with all sorts of people and dolling yourself up because you want to look your very best for your guys’ special day. So of course, he wants you to be able to relax but still enjoy the special night. After all, this isn’t just another fuck session you guys are having, it’s different.

“haghhhh—, feels so good, Jonggun..” You said, much more relaxed with the pace of his thrusts.

Gun smiled at your little reaction, not in a mocking way but in the way that he finds you awfully adorable.

“My wife likes it much, much more when we’ve got no protection on, does she now?” He replied as he stroked your cheek with the dried off tears from earlier.

“Mhm,” you nodded as you stroked his messy hair.

You could feel his pace grow quicker and his breath hitched. It was evident that he was close and you were too.

“Gun, m’cumming—!” You suddenly shrieked when his pace kept increasing and he got impossibly closer to you, placing his lips on yours as you both finished.

You felt so immensely tired yet happy. He broke the kiss and brushed his finger over your wet lips while maintaining eye contact with you.

He had what looked to be an involuntary yet very genuine smile, which he kept on before lifting you up princess style towards the bathroom— Where he gently placed you in the bathtub and turned the faucet on. He got into the bathtub with you and pulled you closer so that your back would be leaning on his chest. His grasp on you is surprisingly gentle, relaxing even.

You both were in pure bliss.

notes: help idk 😭 I really hope this isn’t too bad, especially for the anon who requested it 🤕 I tried but yeah i’ve never written smut until now so sjeiehjsksiwjwkkss but I do like to read so I try to get some like tips from those iykwim

anyway i hope it doesn’t seem like degrading since i tried my best to write it in a nicer way but yk ig it also depends on how you read and see it on your own so yeah and yes i have a different layout and style for smut fics 😁😁

ngl i think this might be the quickest i’ve done a request… if not then its definitely the second 😭

- With or without proper credits, please don't try to steal or claim any of my works as your own

I genuinely appreciate opinions, feedback, likes, and reblogs

Once again, I hope this isn't too bad for my first smut fic 😭, and I'II be doing more characters in lookism so feel free to request!!

[l0vema]

Bliss and Backshots

A/n: not proofread. Seokmin from the back has been a recurring thought for so long now j had to write it down😭

Dokyeom had you face down ass up, crying tears into your favourite bedsheets. You couldn't take it anymore. Gripping onto anything you could get your hands, you ground yourself into his hips. He was gonna be the end of you.

It had been 2 hours since you got into bed but dokyeom's stamina has never let up. 3 orgasms, a breakdown and some breathing exercises later he was still going. Egging you on with his, "you're so beautiful, I know you have more in you, cmon babe let me hear you."

Now, you were screaming as you shook with cries. Your legs felt like jelly, your head was pumping but your stomach was fluttering and your whole being in euphoric bliss. You fucking loved this man.

He grabbed your elbows pulling you flush against his hard chest. He'd been working out these days and knew the effect his growing muscles had on you. How it brought out a near primal part of you. Using this knowledge to his advantage he started throwing you around more in bed. Showing off for you. Now that your body was up the tears rolled down your cheeks. You couldn't do anything but accept your fate. To be fucked to oblivion.

"Baby," brought you out of the mess in your head and babbling nonsense. Dokyeom was kissing your neck, "stay with me babe, one more and you're done."

"Please i- please," you were begging but for what? You didn't even know. He had you out of your mind in pleasure. Your legs began shaking, breath coming out in short breaths, dokyeom could tell you were close. He fucked into you faster- the way you like it. Arm travelling to your nipple to pinch and tug. You went lightheaded. Mouth agape. A deep moan bubbled from the most hidden part of you. Only seokmin ever brought this side out of you. You were on towards your 4th orgasm but still rutting your ass into him to get yourself to the finish line. The tears never stopped. "Yes, yes, yes yessss baby i- yess" you say your mantra just as you reel forward in ecstacy. The coil in your stomach snapped. You were still holding onto seokmins forearms as you continued riding yourself down from the highest of all the highs you've had tonight. Once he had held you till you calmed down from the overwhelming feeling, your boyfriend continued his actions fucking your cum back into you. You're dripping but he doesn't care to stop. His own high in sight he fucks you to overstimulation. "Seokmin-ahhh I can't-" you're cut off by your own sounds of pleasure. Who were you to stop him from fucking you when he does it so well. He squeezes your ass as he let's himself spill into you. Holding you still for a moment to take breaths and calm himself down you hear him , " I will never get over this ,you're amazing," which pushes a laugh put of you. You were a pillow princess to the core. Doing nothing as he makes you see stars is your expertise. If he loves you doing nothing who were you to complain?

Dokyeom sinks fully into the soft mattress pulling you in to kiss sweetly. You stare into each other's eyes, comfort and home written all over his sparkly ones.

This is what you'd been waiting for. This deep type of love that translates to every aspect of your interactions. A typr of love that you'd begged for from childhood. Seokmins type of love.

L0ve, M.A

[cranberryjuice-posts]

hiii want to say that i just met your blog and i obsessed with it!! i really love your writing. anddd i want to make a abby request, abby and reader are in college and abby is like super popular and when they start to date reader is called “abbys girl” all the time and get super flustered? i dont know if i express myself good, english is not my first language, sorry! hope u have a amazing day, xoxo <3

- Abby’s girl -

Pairings - modern au! Abby Anderson x Fem! Reader

An - this is kinda bad I’m sorry 😭😭 I wasn’t really sure what plot to write but I still appreciate the request.

Everybody was cheering. With only a minute left on the clock the Seattle wolves vrs the Jackson mustangs— one of the oldest lasting rivals on and off the court, were pushing one another around trying to keep Abby from making her shot.

The blonde dodged around trying to avoid the other team. Making it to the 3 point line she threw the ball. Going through the hoop the clock blared at the same time, the referees announced the wolves win making the home side scream with excitement.

Abby shouted happily, making eye contact with you she grinned. Making your way out of the stands was easier said then done.

Eventually getting to the locker room you walked towards Abby’s spot. One of her teammates walked past you taking a moment to say hi. “Shit It’s Abby’s girl, hey she’s just over there the girls are cheering for her”

You felt your face turn red, “oh thanks” with a smile you watched as she walked away before going towards the shouting. Being the girlfriend of the basketball team captain tended to help boost your own reputation. Most of them didn’t know your name only addressing you as ‘Abby’s girl’.

Was it your preferred way of being addressed… well no. But it wasn’t the end of the world, all it did really was embarrass you.

Setting your purse down by Abby’s duffel bag on the bench you watched as the girls other girls crowded around her, chanting Abby’s name while they all celebrated their big win which would now take them to state. You were and always will be Abby’s biggest supporter, no matter what you would never miss any of her games.

She instantly noticed your presence, breaking free abby quickly made her way to you. Grabbing you by the waist she pulled you into a messy kiss. It was full of adrenaline and not coordinated. Pulling back Abby kept her face close to yours. A few of the other girls on the team chuckled at the display making you blush. “Hey” abby flirted against your lips.

“Hi” You giggled “You did amazing out there.. I mean really I genuinely believe Your Gonna win this thing”

“And im Gonna do even better tonight” she continued her cocky streak, pressing your hips against hers.

You rolled your eyes finding her attempts at seduction funny. “Uh huh, I’m gonna wait for you outside ok” kissing her one more time you gasped as she grabbed your ass. You rolled your eyes as you pulled back, giving her a warning look as Abby remained on her high.

—

You sat down on a bench near by the exit. Pulling out your phone you started to scroll on Instagram, trying to decided what to make a post about. That and finding a new restaurant near by to take Abby to, just to celebrate her big win before she actually tried to get you pregnant.

“So your Abby’s girl huh?” A woman spoke. Looking up you were taken back by seeing Ellie Williams the Jackson mustangs team captain.

Confused you nodded “uh yeah..”

She just scoffed. “How the hell did she manage to pull you” standing up you grabbed your purse, Ellie knew you had been offended by what she said.

“First of all she didn’t pull anyone, how we got into a relationship was because she’s a good person and secondly” you looked her up and down “why are you even over here, your bus is on the other side of campus”

“Damn, I was just asking” she laughed crossing her arms “but seriously though Abby? Her being a good person, that’s total bullshit she’s anything but good, besides I can do anything she does”

“Except win a Game”

You could tell Ellie was starting to loose her patience. Why was she over by you, to hell if you knew. There was a tense silence between you both, before she could speak the back door opened.

Abby stood tall and strong as always only her former grin was replaced with a look of disgust. Getting up you walked over to her, kissing her cheek. “Williams”

“Anderson”

Both girls staring at each-other with a Look of hate, You had heard Time and time again the rivalry between the two schools and between their families. “Why are You over here, and better question why are you talking to my girl”

“Fuck dude nobody’s trying to fight Dina just forgot her bag inside I offered to come get it.” Ellie looked at one once again before gesturing her head to Abby. “Your Girl seems like a real catch, guess you got lucky”

“Guess i did” her response was harsh. At this point you were fed up with the conversation and dealing with Ellie. Grabbing Abby’s hand you pulled her away.

——

Sitting on Abby’s bed you laughed softly at watching her go on a rant. “And don’t get me started on Joel the sheer fucking audacity of that man! He punched my dad because he couldn’t help Ellie. I repeat he punched MY DAD— why are you laughing”

“Nothing Nothing its Just.. your really cute when you get mad” Abby flipped you off making you laugh once again. After a moment she sat down on the bed beside you, taking a calming breath she leaned over kissing you softly, slowly, sensually.. pulling back she gently squeezed your hand.

“What did I do to deserve you” she muttered.

“Not much but working out and getting buff and being blonde helped, you know the important shit” you gave her a charismatic smile

“Your not Funny”

“I’m hilarious”

[bloodorangesoup]

Kinktober '23 Day 2 - First Time (SVT Mingyu)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Warnings: a lot of build up, first time (tbh i didn’t address this much 😭), a lil breast sucking, desperate reader, oral (f. receiving), riding, unprotected sex (lets pretend ur on the pill), slight praise, creampie, slight perv gyu but with respect and some tlc 😌

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: I can never just write a short story can I? Dammit. Anyways, pls send requests!

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The rain pattering against the window muffled the busy streets. It was a Saturday in Seoul, meaning the traffic wouldn’t die down until late at night. The air outside was frigid and wet, but you found comfort inside, the heater turned up just enough to feel cozy without a blanket. 

“Yah, its kinda hot in here, isn’t it Gyu?” You pulled on the collar of your sweatshirt and turned your head to face him. He sat on the other end of the small couch, legs stretched and on your lap. 

“A bit I guess, do you want me to turn down the heater?” He questioned, head tilting against the top of the cushion. 

“No, no. That’s okay, it’ll just get cold if you do. I’m gonna go change really quick.” You gently pushed his legs off your lap, making his body turn straight. Mingyu sat up on the couch, sitting normally as he continued watching the show streaming on the TV. 

A few minutes passed, Mingyu felt stupid for feeling this way but he had already begun to miss your company. His fingers itched to have you back in his hold. Nights in were rare for you two, his schedule constantly requiring him to be everywhere at once. Most nights he had off he had somewhere new to be early in the morning, preventing any real quality time together. 

“Y/n-ahhhh,” Mingyu whined. "Where are youuuu?" His head fell back against the couch, feeling more impatient with each second. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” He heard your voice grow louder as you walked back towards the living room, your footsteps echoed down the hall as you approached. “Feeling impatient tonight huh?” Your voice was back in the room with him. He opened his eyes and lifted his head off the couch.

“Finally-” his comment was exaggerated but died in his throat once his gaze landed on you. He knew you were changing but he wasn’t expecting you to be wearing such, well, little amount of clothes. Your sweatshirt still hung off your body, but your sweatpants had been replaced by what Mingyu assumed to be the tiniest shorts to ever exist. The shorts covered your ass just enough, but the trim was loose and frilly, exposing the bottom of your cheeks when you walked. You were technically still pretty covered up, which is why you couldn’t understand why Mingyu was looking at you with such a stunned expression. He couldn’t help it. He didn’t understand either. Mingyu was a 26 year old man, he was no stranger to seeing a woman’s body. Yet the sight of seeing so much leg right in front of him ignited something in his brain. 

You sat back down to his right. Deciding to be a tease, you swung your legs over his lap, scooting closer to his side. Your arms rose to rest on his shoulders, your head falling against his chest as you looked back toward the TV. Mingyu’s right arm wrapped around your back to secure you. His left hand landed on your calf, rubbing up and down to your knee. You sighed, enjoying the contact, and Mingyu found it increasingly hard to concentrate on the plot of the show. His eyes looked down to your leg. He stared at your thighs and his hand slowly ran higher. He didn’t realize he was holding his breath until he felt you shift. 

“I still feel hot,” you huffed. 

“Why don’t you take off your sweatshirt, baby?” Mingyu rubbed your side. His curiosity piqued when you looked away embarrassed. It clicked in his brain, “Oh. Are you, like, not wearing anything under?” 

“No, I am. I just, I’m not wearing a bra,” your voice quiet at that last part. You continued to look everywhere but at him as you felt his thumb rub the skin on your thigh. “You know, I just- we just never...” You could feel the heat creep up your neck and to your face.

Mingyu wanted to make you feel comfortable, but there wasn’t any choice. He could already imagine what you looked like underneath the sweatshirt and it was sending heat down his body. He should have offered you his shirt, or gone to turn down the heater, but it was too late and he was already thinking with his other head. 

“I know,” he cooed. A slight pout formed on his lips, his eyes opening to feign innocence. “It’s okay, baby.” His right hand was now rubbing the bottom of your thigh, fingertips gracing the hem of your shorts. His other hand toyed with the bottom of your sweatshirt. “Take it off,” he whispered. Your eyes were glued to his as you nodded. Reaching down, you slowly lifted the sweatshirt off your torso. For a moment, it covered your head and your arms were raised to lift it off your shoulders. Mingyu sneaked a glance down and let out a groan at the sight. Your boobs sat beautifully in your top, the low hemline exposing your cleavage. You softly grunted as you tried to untangle your arms from the sleeves, breaking Mingyu from his trance. He helped you get it off and you let out a sigh from the exertion. 

The air was thick. Even though it was just you and Mingyu you felt a million eyes on your body. Mingyu cleared his throat, tearing his eyes away from your chest and looking up to meet your eyes. This was foreign territory for the two of you, but you had to admit that the way he was looking at you was turning you on. There was a hunger in his eyes and it was clear he was trying hard to fight it for your sake. He pulled you close, retaining the previous position you both held. His hand continued stroking your thigh and the urge to cup your ass was tearing him up inside. He had no idea what was going on in the show anymore despite his hard stare at the TV. His right hand slid up and down your waist, coming up higher every time until it was resting over your ribs, right under your boobs.

You let out a shaky breath. You didn’t know if you wanted him to stop the torture or to manhandle you like you knew he wanted to. You felt pressure under your thigh and it took a moment for it to register to you that he was growing hard under your legs. Mingyu’s fingers itched to take hold of your breast. To squeeze them and bury his face in between them. His grip on your thigh tightened and he bit his lip hard. 

He shook his head. 

“You should get off me, y/n.” He exhaled, his body attempting to slip from under yours. “We haven’t- I can’t control myself right now. Just sit next to me and gimme a minute.”

You grabbed hold of his bicep. 

“No.”

“No?” He looked at you incredulously. 

“No, yes, wait- just,” you shook your head. Before you could understand what you were doing you shuffled forward and straddled his lap. You held eye contact, testing the waters. He just looked back confused. The two of you had made out before, this wasn’t the first time you’ve ever sat on his lap like this. But never with your boobs pressed up against his chest like this, never with such little fabric separating your body from his. Slowly, you sat down, gasping when you felt his erection press up against your clothed cunt. 

Mingyu’s hands held your waist to steady you, or to press you harder against him. He didn’t know which course of action to take yet. You cupped his cheek with your hand and kissed him. As you leaned into the kiss your clit rubbed over his hard on and you moaned into his mouth. It was like something broke in you. All the waiting, all the desire, all the heat. You started moving back and forth grinding on him. He groaned into the kiss, his grip tightened on your waist in an attempt to stop your movements. Taking hold of the back of his hand, you intertwined your fingers and slid it up your body to cup your right breast. You squeezed over his hand, allowing him to feel you. Mingyu broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours.

“What has gotten into you?” he panted. His mind was foggy. He didn’t want to stop but he wasn’t sure this was the right time for it to be the first time. 

“Please, Gyu,” you whined. A trail of kisses started at his cheek, moving its way down to his adam’s apple. You continued to press his hand against your chest and he could feel you take grasp of his other hand. He knew what was coming so he took hold of your wrist.

“Y/n-”

“Please, Gyu, please,” you continued grinding over his aching cock. He could feel the precum leaking in his boxers. 

“Y/n,” he said sternly this time. It caught your attention. You looked back up at him, eyes desperate. 

“I’m ready, Mingyu. Please, I don’t know what it is. I need you so bad. Just touch me. Please.” 

He stared at you for a moment waiting for you to take it back. To realize this was a mistake. But your breathing just got harder as you tried to move against him. 

“Okay, okay baby,” he whispered. He found his voice, “Come here.”

He pulled you in for a kiss, wasting no time to slip his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues danced together sending a sensation down both your bodies. Now that you were both on the same page, you took hold of his other hand and moved it to your chest. This time he squeezed on his own accord, relishing in the feeling of your soft skin. His body took over, his hips jerking up to continue grinding against you. He could feel the heat radiating off your core, it made him dizzy.

Kissing down your jaw, he bit at your collar bones, leaving marks down the way. You leaned back, giving him access to your chest. He continued squeezing you, watching as he pushed your tits together and let them drop. Lowering his face to the valey of your breasts, he pushed them together again, losing himself in the feeling of your soft tits suffocating him. 

“Can I?” His fingers came to the neckline of your tank top.

“Please.”

He didn’t hesitate, pulling down your top and letting your breasts spill out over it. 

“Fuck, fuck baby” he muttered grabbing at your bare tits. His index fingers passed over your nipples and you gasped. He watched as they hardened under his touch. Mingyu squeezed your left breast, pushing your nipple up so he could take it into his mouth. He sucked on it feverishly, as if all this time this was exactly where he needed to be. He continued playing with your other breast, pinching your nipple and rolling it between his thumb and finger. He moaned as your hand raked through the hair at the nape of his neck. He released your nipple, moving to the other and giving it kitten licks. Reaching around you, his large hands gripped your ass, pushing you forward and pulling you back over his dick. 

“Ah, Gyu, I need you, please.” You gripped his hair, pulling him away from your tits. 

“Need what, baby?”

“Not now, Gyu. Please,” you whined.

“No, really. I need you to tell me what you need right now.” 

“I need you in me,” you pleaded.

“How do you want me?” He looked at you expectantly. You grew impatient. 

“Fuck, Gyu. Just, take your clothes off. Please.” You got off him quickly, discarding your tank top and pulling down your shorts.Then you stopped. Mingyu threw off his shirt. Before he could take off his shorts he noticed your change in demeanor. You looked nervous, a stark contrast from the you that was just humping him like you were in heat. 

“Baby, you okay?” His eyes grew concerned. You fidgeted. 

“Yeah, yeah. I just-”

“We can stop if you want.” He reassured.

“No, Gyu. I just-”

“Don’t think that we have to keep going just cause we-”

“Mingyu, stop.” He fell silent. “I just, you’ve never seen me naked before. We’ve never done this before. I’ve never done this before. I’m just kinda nervous.”

“And you’re sure you want to keep going?” 

You scoff, “Mingyu, did you see how I was like a minute ago?” He laughed. 

“Fine, fine. Come here.” He reached for your hands, pulling you towards him. 

You stood directly in front of him now. He was at the edge of the couch, his chin rested against your stomach as he looked up at you. His hands snaked up your thighs, sliding over your ass and resting on your hips. 

“Can I take these off, pretty?”

You let out a shaky breath and nodded. Hooking his fingers over the waistband, he slowly dragged down your panties. It felt like time was still as he kissed down your legs. His hand carefully lifted your feet to step out of the garment, tossing it to the side. His lips rose to your stomach, kissing around your belly button and pulling a giggle from you. His hands squeezed your ass and he continued leaving kisses further down until he was right above your pussy. His hand ran down your left thigh, lifting it until it rested on his shoulder. His hand moved toward your inner thigh, closer to your core until he could slide his thumb through your folds. He groaned at the feeling. You were so wet. Your breath caught in your throat, staying there until he leaned forward and licked a stripe from your pussy to your clit. You let out a deep moan, reeling from this new feeling. Mingyu felt like he was drunk, he couldn’t get enough of the taste. His hand spread you open as he went in, licking up and down, only interrupted when he would stop to suck on your clit, loving the way you moaned when he would stay there. A finger prodded at your entrance. He slowly pushed it into you, kissing your clit. He kept his finger buried inside you, curling it towards himself and rubbing the ribbed flesh. You gripped his shoulders for stability, jumping as his long fingers hit a spot you had never been able to. 

You backed away from him. His head lifted up, worried he may have gone too far. 

“Are you okay?” his eyes searched for any signs of discomfort. 

You held his face. 

“I’m fucking amazing but right now I need you in me. I can’t wait anymore.” Your hands reached for the waistband of his shorts, pulling his boxers down with them as he lifted his hips. Your eyebrows lifted for a moment, taking in his naked form. Fuck, he is gorgeous. You finally looked down and your mouth fell open. Fuck, he’s big. 

“Like what you see?” His cockiness took you by surprise, a switch from his previous sweetness. 

“Shut up, Kim,” you retorted, pushing his chest. He fell back against the couch, his arms coming up to rest upon the top of the cushions. You held onto his shoulders, positioning your legs on either side of him. You moaned together as his cock came in contact with your pussy, your wetness spreading over him. You slid yourself back and forth over him, preparing yourself for what was to come. He had had enough. 

Mingyu lifted you up, positioning himself at your entrance and pulled you down, slowly filling you up. You hissed at the stretch, face scrunching as you tried to take him. He had a strong grip on your hips, not wanting you to move too quickly and hurt yourself. He felt your pussy squeeze him the whole way down. Even as he was worried for you, he couldn’t deny how fucking good you felt. With a sigh, he bottomed out in you. 

“Feel alright, baby?” Mingyu stroked your cheek. The sweetness back in his face as he studied yours. 

“It’s tight,” you hissed. Mingyu’s eyebrows furrowed. You kissed in between them. “It feels good, I just need a sec to adjust.” 

“Yeah, of course, baby, anything you need.” He continued to study you, wanting to make your first time as comfortable as he possibly could. His hands rubbed up and down your back, soothing you through the pain. After a moment you lifted yourself up, feeling empty as his cock pulled out of you. Slowly, you let your body slide back down somewhere halfway before lifting yourself up once again. The repetition of emptiness to fullness turned from pain to pleasure as you began to focus on the feeling of him sliding through you. You bounced directly over him and felt strangely mechanical. You huffed out a breath of frustration, needing more but not knowing exactly what. 

“Baby,” Mingyu lifted you out of your thoughts. 

“I don’t know what to do,” you muttered bashfully. With anyone else you would feel embarrassed, but Mingyu looked at you with such care and adoration you couldn't possibly feel that way with him. 

He let out a small chuckle, “Try this.” His hands guided your hips up and towards him as he pulled your back down. He continued to move you in this rotation, noting the way you moaned every time your clit rubbed against his pelvis. 

“Fuck, Gyu, that feels so good.” You were a mess on top of him. Your body taking control as your mind processed these new sensations. Your back arched when he hit a particularly deep spot and Mingyu took it as an opportunity to keep playing with your tits. He sucked a nipple into his mouth as you used him, your tits bouncing in his face. Mingyu’s mind was running a million miles a minute, he rested his forehead against your chest, your boobs bouncing on either side of his head. He had been wrong earlier, this is exactly where he needed to be. 

“God, y/n,” he huffed out, “you’re so tight. Fuck you’re doing so good for me. Driving me crazy.” he shook his head against your chest, trying to hold out. 

“Ungh, Mingyu” you barely got out in between moans, addicted to the feeling of him filling you up. 

He looked up at you and held your face, bringing you down into a kiss. It was sweet, giving you both a moment of reprieve from the intensity of the night. Mingyu pressed his cheek against yours, whispering in your ear.

“Doing so good, baby. Making me feel so good. Keep going, princess. Make yourself come all over me.” His hands were roaming all over your body, taking in how nice it felt to have you on top of him. 

“Min- agh, fuck. Mingyu I’m so close. I can’t,” you struggled. You were close but you couldn’t quite push yourself there. Sensing you were overworked, he lifted your hands from his chest and wrapped your arms around his neck in an embrace. 

“I got you, baby, don’t worry. Just hold on, I’ll take care of you. I’ll make sure you come.” His breaths were ragged. His arms reached around your waist to hold you as he began thrusting up into you. You moaned as he moved even faster than you had been previously. You could only hold onto him as he hammered into you, your body convulsing as it reached its peak. 

“I’m gonna come Mingyu, mmmhm, I can’t hold it in,” you were panting in his ear. 

“Let it go baby, fuck, come all over my cock.” He was struggling to keep himself together. Your pleasure being the only motivation for him to hold his own orgasm back.

With a snap of his hips your body jerked as the pleasure took over. Your mind went blank, only being able to feel pleasure rolling through your body. Moans escaped your mouth as your head fell forward on Mingyu’s shoulder. Your pussy was buzzing, pulsating from your orgasm and tensing from Mingyu’s continued thrusts. Your walls fluttered and squeezed him, the final straw that made the burning heat building in Mingyu’s abdomen release. He stilled as his orgasm took over, his balls clenching when you started bouncing on top of him again, riding out his high. He moaned out your name, cursing under his breath. 

Lifting your head from his shoulder, you looked into his eyes, glossed over and fucked. His hand rubbed your back. 

“You did so good, baby. ‘M so proud of you,” he pouted. You giggled at his dramatics.

Pressing a soft kiss to his lips you sighed, “Thank you, Gyu.” You smiled at him. “We should get cleaned up now huh?” You looked down at your bodies, a sheen of sweat covering the both of you. His gaze followed yours, looking at your connected bodies. 

“Yeah, we should. But let's stay here for a bit.” His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a hug against him, “I don’t wanna leave you yet.” 

You nuzzled your head against his, listening to his steadying breath and the rain against the window.

A/N: Thank you for reading this far! I am taking requests so much sure to check my kinktober masterlist for some inspo!

[astolfofo]

Aventurine + only one bed trope

(No you both have to sleep on the bed- don't try "I'll/He will sleep on the floor or anything of the sort)

That's it

Let is infest in your brain and stays there rent free

Written as me????? I guess???????. Realistically. I’d probably just take the blanket from him and use it like a sleeping bag. Or I’d just lay there. Unable to sleep at all. Because no way am I trusting him to be that close to me. Even while fully conscious. Probably couldn’t even move a centimetre because it’s gonna wake him up.

Okay note; UM SO I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS BRO IM. NAH IM GONNA REGRET THIS IN THW MORNING. 😭😭😭😭😭 if you open keep reading it’s raw dialogue with no editing just a fyi. It’s 4am. Cut me some slack 💀 also this is some really disjointed writing and prob ooc

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It had been a while since you had been forced to stay in a hotel. Sure, you liked staying away from home. But not under this kind of circumstance.

You just didn’t know what to expect. Aventurine had to practically drag you away from the platform (much against your own will. You had already boarded the train, ready to get the hell out of here) into an expensive-looking hotel. You assumed he had some kind of connection with this certain one because he didn’t even glance at the check-in counter. Just pulled you by the arm into one of the suites on the highest floor. You guess he chose the highest floor, specifically so you couldn’t get away that easily again.

the door clicks when you insert the card in, and you slowly push it open. The door seems to close very quickly, and you barely manage to hold it open.

It’s heavy.

You push the door open again, and and walk in. The door almost immediately slams shut this time, followed by two clicks.

one, was the door lock.

the second was a lock typically stored where a door chain was. It required a code to open. One that you didn’t know.

You then see the single bed in the middle of the room, and the colour instantly drains from your face. You were locked inside a room, stuck with none other than a suspicious man. A suspicious man that you were trying to get away from no less than two full hours ago.

you feel a gloved hand slink over your shoulder.. immidieately, you want to recoil. Sink into the floor. Run away. Slap the hand off. But you don’t. You stand there. Still.

“You didn’t expect me to let you off that easily did you?”

You don’t need to turn your head around to know who it is. You don’t want to hear his voice. Pretend he’s not there.

“You’re going to sharing the same room with me tonight,” he continues, leaning closer into you, “You’re okay with that, right?”

You didn’t respond. It wasn’t like you had a choice. You really should’ve brought that lock cutter along with you.

Aventurine doesn’t seem to mind though. You don’t ever recall seeing someone so giddly about anything. Ever.

——-

You stare at the single bed in the room. “Aventurine, there’s only one bed…”

He says nothing in return but you really do not want to see his facial expression right now either.

“Um… I guess… I’ll just sleep on the floor then. You can have the bed.”

“You’re not really suggesting you’re going to sleep on that cold, hard, floor without anything are you?”

“I’m not going to be sleeping anyways. It makes no difference whether I sleep on the floor or on the bed.”

“Seriously? You’d rather not sleep at all before even considering sharing a bed with me? Do you really hate me that much?”

“It’s not the first time I haven’t been able to sleep because of you,” You snapped. “plus, it’s not even the first night I didn’t sleep at all.” You added, ”I wouldn’t be able to sleep anyways if I had to share a bed with you.”

“Then why don’t I make you fall asleep, hm? Would you… prefer that instead?”

“Hell no! You’re the last person I’d let-“

“But your face is turning bright red, is it not?’

“Yeah well that’s because your embarrassing me!”

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about you know…”

“Whatever. You’re not doing that. I won’t hesitate to saw that sorry thing off you if you even try it.”

“Oh that’s such a scary threat,” He replies, sarcastically. “But I promise you… that when we do it… you won’t want me to stop.”

He leans closer. “You’ll be begging me not to stop. I’m going to make a mess out of you. I’m going to fuck you until this cute little personality of yours melts away. Until you can’t even remember your own na-“

You throw a pillow and hit him square in the face. “You…. You…”

He laughs and pulls the pillow off his face. “You’re interested now, aren’t you?”

“I am NOT. Interested. Disgusted would be a better term to suit what I just heard.”

“Suit yourself.” He shrugs, “It’s going to happen one day though, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Last thing you could make me do is enjoy… that.”

“You can say that all you want, darling.”

You glare at him hard enough that he puts his hands up as a sign of peace.

”So anyways, do you want the left side of the bed or the right side of the bed?”

[archangeldyke-all]

Helloooo! I'm gonna try my best explaining this but I was wondering if you could write something about sevika having you between her legs and while her legs are forcing your open (hopefully that made sense) and her playing with your pussy? Or maybe even your clit and perhaps edging you thag way aswell? (I really do hope this made sense 😭)

Anyways have a wonderful day and if you don't want to write something like this thags completely fine 😋

heheheheheheheheheheheheeheh... i'm gonna combine this request with another one! hope u enjoy :)

hmmm would you ever write sevika tying reader up? 🫣🫣🫣

men and minors dni

sevika's got your back pressed to her chest, her legs wound around yours to keep your legs spread, as she gently fucks you with two of her fingers. her free hand's groping your tits and stomach, and her mouth has been sucking endless hickeys into your neck and shoulders.

she's had you like this for an hour. and she hasn't let you cum yet.

your hands are clawing at her strong arms, but she doesn't even seem to notice. she's drunk off of you, off of the sounds you're making and the weight of you pressed against her chest, the little twitches of your body when she circles your clit with her dripping wet fingers.

"sev-- please please please lemme cum, i-- ah fuck-- i've been so good for you 'm fuckin dying for it sevika, please!" you whine. sevika chuckles, her chest rumbling against your back and her lips pressing against your ear.

"'y should see how desperate you are right now. so fuckin' hot." she mumbles, ignoring your pleas. you whine and struggle in her hold, but don't get far. sevika sinks her teeth into your shoulder. "quit squirming." she growls. you relent, melting back into her hold. she smiles against the bite mark and plunges her fingers back inside you.

"sevika!" you whine. she chuckles again.

"you said i could do anything i wanted to you if i did the dishes tonight. so shut up and take it." she grunts. you whimper.

"b-but-- 'y didn't even do the dishes yet!" you whine. sevika laughs behind you. "'s no fair!" you whine again. sevika just hums in faux sympathy as she continues to abuse your g-spot with delicious little circles. you're close-- you've been close for the past thirty minutes-- and she can tell. sevika knows your body like the back of her hand, and she knows just how far she can take you before she has to pull away, cutting you off from your pleasure moments before you cum. there's tears in your eyes as you gasp. "no!" you whine. "no no, please, sev, please, c'mon!" you whine. she laughs, scratching at your thighs and ignoring your twitching clit inches away from her hand.

you aren't thinking anymore, and your hand flies down to rub at your clit. you're so close, gasping and shaking and crying as you touch yourself. sevika lets you, and for a second, you think she's going to let you get yourself off. you melt in relief, your orgasm building in your stomach, and just when you're about to tip over the edge, sevika wretches your hand away.

"wait!" you cry. she chuckles as she pulls both of your hands behind your back, wrapping her belt around your wrist and pulling it tight. you struggle against the bond, but can't break free, especially not with your bound wrists squished between sevika's abs and your back. "sevika!" you scream in frustration.

"poor baby." she says.

"i hate you!" you cry. sevika laughs.

"i love you too, baby." she says, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you whine and cry against her while she strokes your hair and presses kisses to your face. "you okay?" she whispers, dropping her sultry tone of voice to genuinely check in on you. you sniffle and gather your thoughts, checking in on yourself, too.

"gimmie a kiss." you demand, turning your head to pout at your wife. she grins and leans forward pressing her lips against yours, smiling against you. "you're evil." you whisper against her lips. she laughs.

"you're amazing. takin' it so well." she says. you whimper. "you wanna cum?" she teases you. you pout and nod. "beg for it." she says, her fingers ghosting over your cunt. you shudder.

"please make me cum, sevika. i need it so bad. need your fingers-- need you to make me cum, please!"

she hums, then plunges her fingers back inside you.

you're shaking in her grip, anticipation and arousal and nerves coursing through you. "please don't stop, please don't stop, please, sevika, please, i need it!" you whine. sevika hums against you, pressing kisses to your scalp.

"y' want me to keep going?" she asks. you groan and nod. she smirks against your neck. "i'll keep goin' babe." she promises.

you sigh in relief, melting against her chest and letting pleasure course through your body. sevika keeps her word, and she fucks you until you cum around her fingers.

"f-fuck!" you scream as you finally, finally cum. it's ten times more intense than usual, all the edging having worked you up beyond belief, and you barely recognize the animalistic groans and grunts coming from your lips as sevika works you through it.

"awe, there you go honey. feel so fuckin' good cummin' around my fingers, you needed it real bad, huh?" she teases. "you're makin' a mess." she whispers, "look, look at the sheets." she grunts. you can't-- your eyes are scrunched closed and you can hardly breathe, but you can feel the puddle she's referring to under your ass.

"sevika!" you gasp out as the last wave of your orgasm washes over you. sevika chuckles, her fingers continuing to work inside you to prolong your orgasm. you start twitching from overstimulation, and your pleasure melts into discomfort and sensitivity. "w-what are you--"

"you begged me to keep going, honey, i'm just doing what you asked." she whispers with an evil laugh as she continues ramming her fingers in and out of your squelching cunt. you're writing in her gasp, trying to fight the hold her legs have on yours to close your thighs-- but sevika's way too strong and you're way too fucked out for it to be a fair fight.

"sev!" you gasp. another orgasm washes over you, completely unexpected, and sevika gasps as you start squirting.

she pulls her fingers out, only to fiddle with your clit, your cum spraying everywhere-- soaking your bodies, the bed, the wall behind you.

"holy fucking shit, i love you." sevika grunts. "you're so perfect. give it to me honey, give it all to me." she demands.

when your stream becomes a trickle, sevika grunts in disappointment and delivers a swift smack to your cunt. you gasp and shake, a tiny trickle of squirt soaking her hand, and sevika chuckles, smacking you again.

"sev!" you gasp out. she hums.

"yeah?" she asks, her fingers returning to rubbing gentle circles in your clit.

"i-i can't!" you whine, knowing that she's looking for more. she laughs.

"yes you can, y' just did. all you gotta do is lay there and take it, baby, and you're doin' such a good fuckin' job." she mumbles. her fingers dip down to sink back inside you, slowly fucking your wet cunt.

"sevika!" you whine. she chuckles.

"yeah?" she asks again.

"y-you're the worst!" you whine. she laughs.

"your cunt doesn't seem to feel the same way." she teases you. you whine, leaning your head back against sevika's shoulder, and she takes the opportunity to kiss away your tears. "you're so fucking perfect. i'm so in love with you." she whispers, like she isn't fucking you nasty with three of her fingers now. "you still good?" she asks again.

you take a shaky breath as your third orgasm starts creeping up.

"you're doing the dishes for the rest of the month, you bitch." you whisper shakily. she laughs behind you.

"anything for you, babe." she whispers, kissing your head, her fingers thrusting into you with a brutal pace. "anything."

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[kissingkiszka]

Festival Festivities - Danny Wagner x Reader

Words: 600+

Summary: Reader and Danny go to a music festival together, and Reader sees how much Danny truly loves his fans.

CW: MDNI, 18+, fluff, implications of crazy fans?😭

This was heavily inspired by the picture above! I kinda had writers block while writing this so it’s definitely not my best work :/

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Your longtime boyfriend, Danny, had surprised you with tickets to one of Nashville's many highly anticipated rock festivals. You were over the moon and began to count down the days leading up to it. Danny being in a rock band himself, was more than relieved that he was just able to find some time to enjoy music with you without having to the one to be playing it himself.

The day of the festival, he did nothing but prepare for it by listening to all the bands you would be seeing tonight while he got ready. He ran around the house, screaming various lyrics and playing air drums.

Most of all, he was so excited to spend the well needed time with you. Your love of music was one thing that you and Danny always had in common, and a date night was well deserved.

When you arrived at the festival, security immediately guided you and Danny to the VIP tent.

People had already spotted you with him, which was the one thing you were nervous about. It was your first time publicly being seen with Danny.

Although you had already been dating for a few years, he was very overprotective of you. Especially with fans. He knew how they could be at times, and he was well aware of how far the extent they would go to in order to get close to him, and he just didn’t want you to get involved in that.

You and Danny were escorted by security to The Arctic Monkeys set, one of Danny’s most anticipated bands for the festival. Danny had his hand softly placed on the small of your back, guiding you along with him.

Shortly after you are led into the VIP section, you notice a small group of fans crowding against the fence.

“Are you gonna go over there?” You whisper to him after the set is over.

“Where?” He turns to you, completely clueless that he has a group of fans dying for a second of his attention just a few yards away.

“Over there!” You slightly gesture to the group.

“Oh!” He smiles when he notices his supporters standing by the fence. “Of course I will!” He waves to them in the distance.

“Should I come with you?” You question, unsure if he wants to reveal your relationship yet.

“Yeah, why not! Plus, I don't want to get separated from you.” He laughs, taking your hand in his.

He proudly marches over to the group, never letting go of your hand once. As you walked closer, many people shouting out his name could be heard.

“Danny!” One fan closest to you called out.

You smile at them, nervous to finally put yourself out there.

“Hey guys, how’s everyone doing? Enjoying the music?” Your beloved boyfriend asks the group.

He carefully greets everyone, making sure not to skip over anybody. He signs things, takes pictures, and spends time making conversation with everybody. After the next band has come on stage, he finally finishes up meeting his fans. You were completely in awe with his kindness towards them. He had so much love for his fans and it was apparent.

You both decide to make your way back ack over to the VIP section and enjoy the next band together.

“Yep, these pictures are gonna be up on Twitter within the next hour.” He places a reaffirming hand on your shoulder as you continue walking.

“Should I be worried?”

“Maybe…Possibly….Probably.” He stammered. “However, when you’re with me, you don’t have anything to worry about. The only thing that matters is us. Whatever random people on the internet have to say about us, that’s total bs.” He confirms. You let out a deep exhale, letting go all of your anxiety.

As he stands behind you, he wraps his muscular arms around you, swaying to the upbeat music. It was a band neither of you had heard of before, but definitely was music you’d listen to again.

“You really love them, don’t you?” You smile and lean into his touch.

He nods. “Not as much as I love you though.” He says with a wink that makes you blush.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

[joaniscruzing]

LUNCH Ch.6 - B.E

Last chapter you guys, quick psa, this was my first time writing any smut so please don't come at me y'all😭 thank you for all of the support. I genuinely loved writing this, and was very glad that all of you enjoyed this as well. Thank you to @loverofwordsandart who read the first chapters over for me, I very much appreciated it and am so grateful for that. HUGE HUGE HUGE THANK YOU to my friend Ash, who supported me a bunch during this whole fic. She legitimately read every chapter before I posted it and made me a lot more confident in posting this all.

ALSO ‼ This is the ONLY fanfic that I will write smut for a real person. This was very uncomfortable to write, since Billie is a real person. From now on, I will only be writing smut for characters only. All real-person smut requests will be ignored.

Contains: SMUTTTTT, fingering billie!recieving, massage, bottom!bilie, top!reader, tit play,

Summary: idek at this point i dont want to spoil it

               “Who said we couldn’t change that tonight?” you asked Billie in a suggestive tone. You lift Billie’s chin up with one finger, your lips just centimeters away from hers.

               “But what if I’m not good?” Billie asks, worried.

               “I’ll guide you through it, I promise. We don’t have to tonight if you don’t want to.”

               “No, I, I want to. I really want to,” Billie says quickly. The two of you begin kissing again. Your hands easily goes under Billie’s oversized shirt, hiking higher and higher. She pulls away to pull it over her head. You throw it across the room and take off your shirt. You both stand up to take off your pants and then meet again, kissing each other once more. Billie sits up against the headboard of the bed as you straddle her lap, both of you in your underwear. You cup her face as you two kiss passionately. You kiss her cheek and then place more kisses up her jawline.

               Billie tilts her head up, giving you better access to her neck. You kiss her neck, finding her sensitive pulse point almost immediately, as her breath hitches almost immediately after you find it. You latch on and kiss her neck. After asking, of course, you begin to leave hickeys on her neck and collarbone. Billie lets out a small moan as you do this, leaning her chest closer into you.

               “Do you want me to take this off?” you ask, your fingers tracing her bra strap. She nods eagerly. You unclip her bra, throwing it across the room.

               “You’re so beautiful,” you tell her. She grows more flustered, at a loss for words now. You kiss from her collarbone down to her chest, taking a nipple in your mouth to suck and swirling it in your mouth. Billie’s moans become audible now, encouraging you to do more. You decide to take her other nipple in your mouth as you play with her other nipple with your fingers. Once they’re both rock hard, you begin to kiss your way down her stomach. You kiss her hip bone, your hand caressing her thigh. You look at Billie for a moment, allowing her to tell you what to do next.

               “Keep going,” she asks you, “I’m ready.” You hook your finger under her panties in order to pull them off. She spreads her legs for you, revealing her dripping wet pussy. You lick a stripe up to her clit, paying close attention to your reaction. She whimpers and squirms, enjoying the sensation.

               “I’m going to put a finger inside you,” you explain, “is that okay?”

               “Please do,” Billie says. You insert one finger inside her and you hear her react almost immediately as you curl it inside her. Her hips follow your finger as it pumps inside her. You add another finger, pumping faster. She continues to moan, getting louder as you continue.

               “Is that good?”

               “Y-yeah, keep going, please.” You keep going, hearing come closer to her climax.

               “I think I’m gonna-” and as she says this, she reaches her climax, writhing underneath you, releasing all over your fingers. You remove your fingers from inside her, and taste her release, moaning at the taste. God, she tasted so good.

               “How was that?” you ask, giving Billie a kiss on the forehead. Billie, still breathing heavily, and coming down, is speechless.

               “I’ve never had someone make me feel that good,” Billie admits, “and I do want to return the favor, but maybe not tonight? I’m just not ready.”

               “You don’t have to tonight.”

               “Wait,” Billie says, getting up. She fetches a tube of lotion from her bedside table.

               “Lie down. I can give you a massage.” You lay down on your front, making sure Billie could reach every inch of your back. She gets the lotion in her hands and begins to rub your back, making sure to spend time on every knot you could possibly have in her back. You begin to relax, as Billie mutters how smooth and soft your back is, and how she could apply lotion on it forever. You end up falling asleep to this, not waking up to the next morning.

               The next morning, Billie wakes up very early to make you a very nice breakfast. When you realize she’s not with you in bed, you go to the bathroom. The smell of pancakes leads you down to the kitchen after. Billie is there, waiting for you at the table.

               “Here. Sit.”

               “All of this for me?”

               “Of course. You deserve it.” You smile and sit at the table next to Billie, beginning to eat your food.

               “Hey, can I ask you something?” Billie lets out after a bit.

               “You can ask me anything.”

               “Will you be my girlfriend? These past few days have honestly been the best and happiest, and I want to continue this happiness with you.”

               “Yes, Billie.” You kiss her, and you very much remember to thank your friend for making you go to that party.

               Many months later, Billie’s album, HIT ME HARD AND SOFT comes out, where you hear the song that she wrote about you, LUNCH. It has the funky beat from the song you kept hearing on the radio during your endless car rides to hang out with Billie. You two share a laugh over the song, and genuinely couldn’t be any happier. The day that the music video comes out, May 17th, is your 3 month anniversary with her.

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[peachfridges]

Heyyyy how are you?? can I request a price x reader? 😭 TYSM

have a good day/night

late that night

summary: you return back from a mission and find yourself going straight to a certain man.

cw: fluff, pre-established relationship, can be read platonically tbh, price is a worrier, mentions of light injuries

pairing: john price x reader

word count: 558

notes: hey anon! i’m doing really well thanks <33 stressed over the mw3 trailer and wtf is gonna happen to soap and price?! i’m so sorry for taking so long to post this but i took a break from writing for a tad too long and now i’m struggling again lololol. ghost request hopefully (fingers crossed fr) will be finished soon but enjoy this short one for the time being!

exhaustion laced every muscle as you dragged your aching body through the base. it was quiet, peaceful almost. there wasn’t many people around, it was late at night and you knew that most would either be asleep or finishing off paperwork for previous missions. that was what you were supposed to be doing right now: paperwork. after spending four days on a ruthless mission that had taken a toll on you more than you cared to admit, you weren’t even given a chance to rest without having to relive the events of the last few days.

you decided it wouldn’t be tonight that you would do it. being a sergeant did in fact have its perks in a job like this. instead, your legs carries you in a familiar direction, one you took more often than you probably should, for one reason or another.

entering the rec room, you saw ghost finishing off his last mission’s report. happy to finally see someone you knew, you got his attention, “hey ghost.”

his eyes met yours and he visibly relaxed, his rough manchester accent filling the atmosphere around the two of you, “hey y/n. long mission?”

you smiled knowingly, aware that your dark circles had only deepened since you had been away. “you could say that.”

he chuckled slightly and signed off his report, “if you’re going to see him, mind taking this with you? i would take it to him myself but i don’t want to interrupt the two of you.” he looked slightly apologetic with his request, but you appreciated his sentiment.

“of course, now go get some rest.” ghost nodded at your words and made his way to his room. you got changed into something more comfortable than your previous gear. you looked over yourself in the mirror, your dark circles were in fact worse, but the faint outline of a black eye was forming around one. you sighed, fingers reaching to your busted lip which had only recently stopped bleeding. bruises and scrapes cluttered your skin in countless different places, but you knew you’d gotten off a lot better than you could’ve done.

you sighed, but still continued on your previous path towards the captain’s office.

you knocked on his door before opening it gently, as price glanced up at you with a soft smile on his face. you instantly felt better at the sight of him, placing ghost’s report on his desk and sitting on the chair facing him. he took a quick glance through the lieutenant’s papers before placing them to the side. his eyes met yours once again and studied your face, concern glistening in his eyes as he noticed the visible injuries.

you picked up on his concern, quickly attempting to put his mind to rest, “i’m fine, john. been through worse and you know i have.”

he stands up and sighs deeply, your eyes following his movements. “i worry about you.”

“i know you do, but i’m fine. i mean it.” you reach over to him and hold his hand, feeling him relax under your touch. his chest was rising and falling more steadily, and his shoulders had fallen into a casual stance. you smiled as you stood up and hugged your captain. “can’t get rid of me that easily.”

price’s deep chuckle filled the room, “oh trust me, i know.”

[moonlightdreamzz]

DUALITY W/ HONGJOONG (S)

REQUEST ✰ “Can you pls write one where he is super kind/nice and quiet in person but behind closed doors they're nasty asf & dominant😭 preferably w yunho, yuta, hongjoong, or mark)🥲or anybody you'd like! :D”

“You want more?”

The two of you are currently at the final destination of your double date—a buffet, and you’re absolutely stuffed. Hongjoong's eyes are warm and submissive as they search yours for a sincere answer, and yet, before you can utter a word he kisses your forehead tenderly before grabbing your cup and taking it to the nearby machine to refill it. You giggle as he walks away, embarrassed by how well he knows you. His prince charming act is also quite comedic, considering his handprint is still on your ass cheek from your festivities last night. It stings, real bad by the way. It doesn’t take long for him to return back to the table, your infamous drink combination filled to the brim of your cup.

“How does it feel to have the sweetest boyfriend in the world?” Your friend, Jaz, questions, which causes her date for the night, San, to bump her shoulder lightly in fake offense.

“Yeah, Y/N. How does it feel to have the sweetest boyfriend in the world?” Hongjoong repeats, his head titling in a manner that seems so innocent. His smirk even seems boyish as he places his straw in his mouth to hydrate, but under the table, his hand is rubbing the inside of your though seductively, encouraging you to answer wisely if you didn’t want to spend the rest of the night begging him to please you.

“Oh,” Your adorn, looking off into the distance dramatically, “He’s the best. I never have to ask for a thing. It’s like he can read my mind.”

His hand softly pats your leg, signifying that you did an outstanding job. He'd certainly whisper "good girl" in your ear if they weren't here, but that's okay. You're patient, and you know you'll be hearing that all night once the two of you go home—if he chooses to reward you tonight, of course.

The four of you continue wrapping up your dinner with you sharing some of your unhealthily sweet stories about your boyfriend. He of course is loving every second of it, but stays humble through your bragging.

“I just love her so much, you know? I just wanna do any and everything for her.” Is all he can respond verbally. His eyes say a multitude of things, though—some sentences you understand without question, and some you know will get answered soon.

The second the door locks behind Hongjoong in your apartment does he instruct you to go wash up, promising you that he’ll be there soon. You learned a long time ago that you can never trust what he says when he’s hungry for you, which is why you’re not surprised when he never shows up. After ensuring everything he may explore, or not, is clean, you put your silk robe on and head into your bedroom. There’s a multitude of objects spread out on your bed, and your knees become weak as you notice it’s all toys and objects that make your body scream in the best way. A shirtless Hongjoong is also on the bed, and you know he’s testing you.

“I want you.” You quickly spit out before he even gives you an option.

He stands, removing his clothes one by one while chuckling proudly. “I know.” He presses a painfully gentle kiss to the side of your head, staying there for a moment. “But you can’t have everything you want, remember?” He teases, “So I’m going to take a shower, and you’re going to pick a toy. When I come back out, are you gonna be ready?”

“Yes.” You breathe out.

He begins to walk away, and you know you should let him. You won tonight, but would you be you if you behaved?

“But doesn’t the best, sweetest boyfriend in the world, give his girl whatever she wants? Hm?”

The silence in the room is so thick, you don’t know how you’re still standing. The smirk on your face cannot be wiped away as you wait in anticipation for what he’s going to do next.

“You love talking shit, huh? Come back in the shower.” He demands, and you follow suit without hesitation, this time.

[ilovealexisness]

Hii! Could you write sub! Oliver Aiku and Dom!Reader overstimulating him. Ty <3

IM SO SORRY A TON OF REQUESTS HAVE BEEN COLLECTING DUST 😭😭 but thank you for the ask anon!!

!not proofread!

-17 dni!!! Nsfw content

Contains: overstimming, sub!character, gn reader, handjobs

Nsfw under the cut!

You had Oliver laying on his back with his legs around your waist, his hands were gripping the sheets below him making his knuckles turn white. Tears welled in his eyes as he came for the 4th time that night. "C'mon.. no more" he said with a pitiful whine, but you still kept going. You were gonna push Oliver to his limits, maybe you'll even break him. You continued to stroke your hand up and down his length, he rutted up into your hand, even if it was too much for the strong man below you, he still loved it. He would never admit it, but he really does love it. You could tell he was starting to get close again as his breath hitched and his thrusts became unsteady. He came in your hand as he let out a broken moan and his eyes rolled back. You're for sure going to break him tonight♡

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THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE ASK<3 ALSO I CANT BELIEVE THEY DID NESS SO DIRTY IN THE NEW LEAKS ☹️☹️☹️ request are always open♡

[chatnoirsss]

Can you do a fic about Bill or Tom (doesn’t matter who because atp I can’t decide whether I’m a Bill girl or a Tom girl 😭) where both him and reader have been dreaming of eachother, but they’ve never met like ever. Like randomly they started having dreams of eachother, but the catch is, they’ve been dreaming WITH eachother. Then maybe one day they see eachother irl and both are in shock to find out that they’ve been dreaming with eachother

(Sorry if this doesn’t make sense 😭)

T. KAULITZ x READER

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you haven’t gotten much sleep lately since you’ve been dreaming about a mysterious boy.

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: alcohol, swearing

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: LOL i am definitely a tom girl but anyways sorry i’ve been busy y’all 😻 i have to do band stuff (yes im in band) speaking of which though… band camp is starting soon so im gonna be really busy unfortunately 😭 but send reqs and i’ll try to write as much as i can and get a lot posted before i leave and i also try to post during it as well!! ALSOOOO my birthday is tomorrow yippee 🥳

you haven’t been able to sleep much recently, not ever since a mysterious bit appeared in your dreams. it was strange since you’ve never seen him before but you weren’t complaining since damn he was hot. your dreams with the boy were all very vivid, almost like they were real and you feel in control in those dreams, like it’s real life. you and the mysterious boy never speak in the dreams, usually you two would just enjoy each others company, amused by one another.

you wondered if that boy was real person dreaming just like you.

before you could overthink it though, you got up to get ready. you brushed you teeth, got changed and started making breakfast. you placed your food on the kitchen table before taking a seat and calling your friend liz. “can i come over later?” you asked her through the phone. “sure. i’m just picking breakfast right now, want some?” she asked. you looked down at your plate, deciding whether to eat at your place or abbi’s. “i’ll have some, see you later,” you said.

you packed your breakfast up put it in the fridge, making your way out the door to abbi’s house. since her place wasn’t that far, you would always walk over which took less that 15 minutes. when you finally got to her house, you decided to tell her all about your dreams with the mysterious hot boy. “okay so like the dreams are super vivid, but they’re just dreams,” you explained. “and the boy? do you know him?” she asked. “that’s the thing! i don’t know him, he’s like super mysterious,” you replied.

“well what does he look like?” she asked. you though about it entire giving your response. “well he has like dreadlocks, he wears baggy clothes and he has a lip piercing right here,” you explained, pointing to your lip. “he sounds totally hot,” abbi said sarcastically. “ugh you don’t get, i wud you could see him because he is totally hot,” you said. “yeah whatever,” she said.

you guys continued eating your food before abbi started talking. “do you wanna go out tonight?” she asked. “i don’t know… i’m not really i’m the mood,” you replied. “well maybe you’ll find your dream boy,” she said. “oh you’re right, fine i’ll go but you’re paying for first round of shots,” you said laughing as abbi rolled her eyes. you guys decided to go out to run some errands before going back to your place to get ready.

you guys first went to the post office since abbi had to mail something. you waited outside since she’d be awhile and as you waited you noticed someone that caught your eye. it was a boy who looked exactly the one in your dreams but… different? you thought. this boy had spiky black hair instead of dirty blonde dreadlocks. he was inside a gift shop across from the post office. you quickly rushed into the post office to grab abbi’s attention.

“abbi! look! across the street, that boy with black hair, do you see him?” you asked. “yeah…? what’s wrong with him?” she asked. “he looks exactly like the boy in my dreams,” you said. abbi didn’t speak for a second. “wow, i’m sorry i doubted you then, that boy is hot,” she said. “i know right?!” you replied. “well what are you going to do?” she asked. “nothing i guess, i mean what can i do?” you replied. “you’re right, let’s just go back to your place now,” she replied.

you two took a taxi back to yours since it would’ve been a 30 minute walk. “maybe we will fine your dream boy tonight, i mean we basically saw his twin today,” abbi said. “maybe,” you replied, focused on your mascara. abbi was curling her hair and you were doing your makeup as you waited for her to finish. you two switched before both finishing. “you done?” she asked. “almost,” you said, putting your hoop earring in. “okay! now i’m done,”

you guys took get another taxi to the club for a night out, hoping to find your dream boy or at least get drunk. the club was packed today, it’s not like it was the weekend so you weren’t sure why. as you two walked in you could tell the club was filed with girls, all in a crowd surrounding someone. you and abbi tried looking to see who it was but couldn’t push through the other girls. “is there a celebrity or something?” abbi asked. “i don’t know but let’s just go to the bar,” you replied. as you two left the crowd, you didn’t realize a pair of eyes following you.

you ordered your drink along with abbi and you guys started talking as you waited. “look around, do you see him?” you asked abbi. “i can’t tell this club is filled with girls,” she said. “yeah i wonder what that’s about,” you said as you looked at the crowd. your drinks arrived and you two started drinking, you both got shots. even though abbi could not hold alcohol she always insists on drinking and she was already drunk after her third shot.

she decided to walk around now, searching for a hookup and you decided to follow her. she laid eyes on a boy with curly brown hair and started making a move, you decided to leave her and go sit on a sofa. you sat around awkwardly now not knowing what to do until you locked eyes with familiar face. you couldn’t believe what you were seeing, it was the boy from your dreams. he had the dreadlocks and everything and he looked shocked to see you as well. you didn’t know if you should approach him or just leave it because what if he thinks you’re crazy?

you convinced yourself that you were seeing things and that the alcohol was kicking in so you went to the nearest bathroom you could find. you splashed your face with water before getting your phone out to text abbi about the encounter. you then prepared yourself and walked out.

“hey,” you heard a male voice call from behind you as you slowly turned around. “hello?” you asked. it was the same boy you saw a few minutes ago. “this may sound weird but i’ve been seeing you in my dreams lately and i haven’t been able to sleep. i knew i had to approach y since this was such a coincidence,” he said and you were surprised that he was dreaming about you as well. “wow, oh my gosh. i’ve been dreaming about you too, i wasn’t sure you were real when i saw you but i haven’t been able to sleep recently either,” you replied.

“let me buy you a drink,” he said. you nodded and followed him to the bar. you guys got to talking more and you both realized you’ve been dreaming about the same thing. “do you think we’ve been dreaming together? i mean my dreams feel pretty vivid,” you said. “surprisingly this makes sense,” he replied. you guys instantly clicked after that. you found out that his name was tom and you told him about your encounter with his “look-a-like” which you now know as his twin bill.

once you both left the bar you started texting instead and of course you had to tell abbi all about it.

[23fallencomets]

i’m not gonna lie my guys, this break up fic is kinda hard to write 😭😭 i had to scrap the original draft because it wasn’t moving the way i wanted it to so the snippet i posted doesn’t really make sense. Maybe i’ll use it in another fic.

i’m not used to writing angst is my problem as all my fics have as little angst as i possibly can handle. This is good practice though.

This draft is progressing pretty well as i have 3k words written, but i’m trying not to rush it, so trust it will be posted as soon as possible.

the loose schedule is to post the break up fic as late as maybe Friday or saturday, with hopefully a Creatures in Heaven update, i promise a double update but life keeps happening. unfortunately, im just kind of lost on how to continue but i don’t want to put it on hold, so if you guys have any suggestions or little things you’re curious about, pls don’t hesitate to drop an ask

I’ll be drafting the Landoscar fic from the poll which nonfamous!Oscar x F1 Driver!Lando won, in the meantime and i’ll post another loscar fic poll either later tonight or tomorrow.

You are More than just a dream (Mentor!Logan to f1 drivers Kimi and Ollie) has entered its fourth draft (🙄) because i’m indecisive on how it’ll go. This one is taking me a bit longer, but my self imposed deadline is mid-august to have it published.

anyway, thanks for reading through this 💞💞

[owliellder]

uhm hiiii ftm!reader fic pls ur silly and I love ur writing so much my GOD

yes i am so silly! and thank you anon, i always get close to tears when people compliment my writing (´ ᴗ｀✿)

and honestly i've really been meaning to give ftm! and mtf! reader fics a shot since i've only done afab/fem! reader so far. i want to make fics that include other people, i just been so nervous to try cause i do not want to get anything wrong and potentially make someone upset.

so PLEASE let me know if i need to change anything. criticism is much appreciated on this one cause i'm really just basing this off of other ftm! reader fics i've read in the past.

(I started writing this last week but I've been very dead so I'm gonna make this fluff instead of smut since I am still not confident in this yet 😭 also my inbox is wide open to any writing tips regarding ftm and mtf!)

Leon S. Kennedy x ftm! Reader

Sitting in Leon's living room on the couch in a comfy large t-shirt and a pair of plaid fuzzy pants, you quietly scrolled away on your phone as you waited for him to get out of the shower.

You came over just to hang out, honest, but with his promise of free food and a movie, it would've been rude to ignore such an offer. Though, something seemed different tonight.

Leon was more... jumpy? Nervous? Whatever it was, you couldn't quite place a finger on it. He'd always been a bit awkward, as were you, yet he seemed awfully anxious when you arrived. You didn't want to question it since he invited you over. Maybe he just needed the company?

Well, you were right and wrong. He came out of the bathroom with only a towel loosely hung around his waist, skin still glistening with droplets of water as his hair dripped onto the carpet. "Give me just a minute, gonna get uh.. gonna go get my pajamas on.." He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb before shuffling off into his bedroom.

He's had that awkward stutter all night. It was endearing, you had to admit, but you couldn't just ask. What if it was a sensitive subject?

After dressing similarly to you, Leon settled down on the couch next to you and grabbed the remote to press play on the movie that's been sitting paused. You took that as a cue to put your phone down, setting it face down on the side table closest to you.

Throughout the duration of the movie, you couldn't help but notice Leon growing more and more anxious; fidgeting, bouncing his leg, running his fingers through his hair, occasionally giving you a glance, it was like he had something to say.

"You okay?" You decided to ask when you caught him looking at you again, your sudden eye contact with him making him jump a bit.

"Oh- yeah- haha, yeah.. just uh..." He struggled to make up a lie on the spot, his hesitation more than telling to you. "Y'know.."

You smiled and turned your body more towards him, eyebrows furrowed with worry. "I mean, I don't, but.."

By now you've reached over and grabbed the remote to pause the movie again, trying to get Leon to focus on you a little more instead of distracting himself by having a deadpan stare at the TV.

"I'm all ears if you need to talk about something." You pulled your legs up to sit crisscross on the couch, body now fully turned towards the man next to you. His leg only continued to bounce up and down, finally pulling his eyes from the TV to look over at you.

"I uh... I don't know.." He let out a harsh sigh and leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. Then he muttered something, but he dragged his hand down his face at the same time so it was muffled to a point you couldn't hear.

"I.. what?" You questioned, mimicking his movement by leaning forward to get closer to him.

Leon groaned, both his hands covering his face for a brief moment to hide a growing blush. "I said-..," he swallowed dryly, "I said you look good tonight.."

You sat back up a bit in surprise, eyebrows raising at the sudden compliment. "You think so? I'm only wearing my-"

He was quick to cut you off, breathing out a shaky "really good..." as his nervous eyes met yours. It caught you off guard, though his attitude tonight made a bit more sense now. It was you making him act like this.

"Oh.. thank you." You spoke up with a soft tone after a moment, smile widening as you leaned back forward towards the trembling man. "You look really good too."

"No, I mean-" Leon cleared his throat and sat up, seeming to collect himself a bit as he hardened his face right after. "You look good. Handsome.."

You weren't expecting such a bold statement so fast, but you couldn't complain, letting out a soft laugh before nudging his bicep with your hand playfully. "You don't need to be so rigid.."

He was a bit confused, head tilting to the side ever so slightly at your relaxed demeanor which only made you laugh more. "You don't need to be so rigid because I think you're handsome, too. Like, I've been wanting to just..." You scooted a bit closer to him before placing a gentle hand on the side of his face, "hold onto you like this and.."

Once you were holding his head with both your hands, you slowly pulled his face towards yours, lips brushing against his. With the extra encouragement from you, there was no need to pull him any closer since he was the one to plant his lips on yours, almost as if he'd been waiting for an excuse to.

The kiss was long and tender, his eyes and yours staying closed as he pushed further, hands reaching out to rest on your waist. Leon had been wanting to kiss you for awhile now, he just never had the confidence to do so. All those nights of inviting you over led to a deep crush that he could never fully act on, growing anxious every time he thought about telling you.

You pulled away from the kiss first, looking at his flushed face with a loving smile, one of your hands still holding his face while the other fell to rest on his leg. "You're telling me that I had you all worked up?"

He let out a relieved laugh once his brain had the time to process what had just happened, turning his head to kiss your palm before bringing his own hand up to cover yours. "Well, can you blame me? I have the prettiest boy sitting on my couch damn near nightly.."

Your smile never faded even as heat rose to your cheeks, chuckling quietly as you locked eyes with him again. "I'll take your word for it."