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giselleloversclub · 3 months ago

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NCT SMAU REC

MARK LEE :

Cryptic crush @jji-lee

Fuckboy mark x fem reader

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I WANNA FUCK MARK LEE @luvyeni

Idol mark x YouTuber reader

in which a clip of you goes viral in ncity twt and it gains the attention of mark lee ( the center of the tweet ) — and all he can think is 'why saying chenles' cute friend saying she wants to fuck him?'

Personal fav

WHEN YOU SMILE @svnnw

Mark x fem reader

Fake dating au

after barely passing your recent exam you're now desperately looking for someone to tutor you so your friends wouldn't worry about you and your grades.

or in which you find yourself making a deal with mark lee, a top students who seeks for your help. mutual benefit right?

DOWN BAD @hyuckswoman

musicmajor!mark x fem!reader

in which a random business major finds herself joining a random music class not knowing the guy she had been fawning over attended it aswell.

Maybe after all her efforts he’ll finally notice her? After all this was the IT guy mark lee, what else could she have done but fall in love with him?

I GOT MY ION YOU @chenlesfavorite

Tutor mark x fem reader

you’ve failed yet another chemistry exam, high chances are you’re gonna have to retake the entire class next year and miss out on almost all school breaks due to studying and fixing your bad grades, and that is until your trusty friend suggests a tutor to you.

LOST IN TRANSLATION @spiderm444rk

business major! mark x fem journalism major! reader

you, as the promising journalism student of NCUT, were more than willing to join the school magazine when you got offered. to your disappointment, the only section they let you have is the anonymous confessions one - which is mostly really, really boring. i mean, who even posts any cool confessions nowadays ? especially in a damn college magazine? they only offered you the job no one else wanted.

on the other hand, mark, a business student, was never more annoyed with the choice of his major. sure, business is cool and hopefully it'll earn him money, but it's not something he could really get into. he always wanted to do music. but after long considering, he chose business instead, to make sure he gets a real job in the future. and he doubts that choice was correct more and more every day.

once the school band announces they're looking for a new guitarist, he's absolutely ready to apply until he reads the music students only part. pissed off, he starts typing a message to the ge, but it ends up going to a different number - and you finally get to help some poor random stranger who confessed with something interesting.

DREAM BOYFRIEND INCOMING @wonbin-truther

College student mark x fem reader

it wasnt your fault mark was the first profile to appear on your instagram! and it was most definitely not your fault when you told your annoying older cousins that mark lee, the captain of your unis soccer team, was your boyfriend and somehow got him invited to the next family reunion ...

DEAL OR NO DEAL ? @yutarot

Basketball player mark x Drummer reader

when you and your best friend mark realise the severity of your shared single-dom, you make a bet with each other that the first person to get in a relationship wins. what happens when the bet gets pushed a little too far? and who will be there to stop it?

OLD BLOODHOUNDS @mvrkieboo

College student mark x college student reader

You and Mark go all the way back to your childhood years, getting to know each other through your older brother. When you were both just 15 years old, you made a choice that broke your brother's heart, and you were dead to Mark Lee ever since. You never got to reconcile with him as you moved away.

Now, you meet again in your college years, and Mark is noticing there's some weird things about you. First of all, are you a sugar baby?

FRONT ROW @beomqu

Guitarist mark x college student reader

it is a habit of y/n to attend ENCT's festival every year and this year isn't any different. while enjoying the festival and waiting for her friend's favourite artist to perform they stand in front row of a band they have never seen before.

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HUANG RENJUN

MUSE TO MUSE @404tytrack

Art student Renjun x fem reader

in which the art and photography departments pair up students for a collaborative project, & the art to your photography is renjun. the prompt: earth's beauty. with differing opinions on how to do the project, will you & renjun be able to work together & get a good grade?

MESSENGER @dojunie

College student Renjun x fem reader

Stranger to lover au

YOU FIND A PHONE NUMBER WRITTEN ON THE MIRROR OF THE SULIM LIBRARY'S SECOND FLOOR BATHROOM. It's scrawled messily across the glass in erasable expo marker, the handwriting underneath almost closer to hieroglyphics than lettering— and what you thought it read, was 'SEND DUCK PICS FOR A GOOD TIME.'

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LEE JENO

HOT TO GO @sungiejpg

Idol jeno x aespa stylist fem reader

being aespa’s stylist is an easy and a lovely job, that’s what yn thought until she met Jeno by mistake. She now finds him scary

TWIN FLAME @justalildumpling

College student Jeno x fem reader

Stranger to lover au

chenle was convinced that his two introverted friends were destined for each other so what does he do? bribe them to text each other of course ⎯ or alternatively, when jeno started to fall for an anonymous mutual friend of chenle's

Personal fav

FIDING CINDERELLA @justalildumpling

Jeno x fem reader

it wasn’t often jeno showed emotions of love and affection, let alone kissing a stranger at a party that he doesn’t even remember?! determined to find his nameless cinderella, he began searching the campus far and wide but as hidden secrets started surfacing, he started to wonder whether the midnight spark was meant to be pursued after all.

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LEE HAECHAN

AT MIDNIGHT @svnnw

Non idol Haechan x fem reader

after y/n's boyfriend broke up with her, all her friends tried to distract her by sneaking into a college party not knowing she was going to find new friendships and possibly a new relationship.

Personal fav

SHE’S THE MAN @yutarot

Gamer Haechan x gamer fem reader

after you discover your love for gaming, you soon find out that your college won’t let you in any of their e-sports teams due to your gender. but what happens when your twin brother leaves town just before he’s about to start at a new college, where not even NCU’s e-sports captain, lee haechan knows anything about him? there’s only one problem, your brother’s crazy ex is trying to hunt you down. will they all find out your true identity? and will their views on you change if they discover who you really are?

BLOOMING HEARTS @jji-lee

Flower shop owner Haechan x fem reader

Enemies to lover au

a new flower shop has opened up in front of your dorm housing and has been creating problem after problem for you. now you and shop owner, lee haechan have an ongoing feud that neither of you are willing to put to rest. as the weather cools and the flowers wither away maybe something else will begin to bloom between you two…

or alternatively, your battle against a ridiculously attractive flower shop owner (spoiler you lose)

ONE NIGHT ONLY @mrkified

College student Haechan x fem reader

three years since your falling out with lee donghyuck he has suddenly transfered to your college in hopes to make it big with his friends in his band. unfortunately for you, your unresolved friendship started causing problems between you and the people around you, especially since your best friend is his ex. so — why have you found yourself in his room with a raging hangover?

DIVINE TIMING @v1si0n

College student Haechan x fem reader

you confessed to your longtime crush, donghyuck, back in high school because you figured you guys would never see each other again. you begin to question your faith in the universe when you run into him on a rainy tuesday night, and you start seeing him every day after.

BAD IDEA RIGHT? @i-kai

Idol Haechan x idol fem reader

dating lee donghyuck was every hopeless romantic’s dream. his late night serenades, affectionate touches, secret song dedications, and endless love letters were just some of the things that you — the hopeless romantic that got to live said dream — were on the receiving end of. everything seemed perfect, right?

until you received the worst message ever in your life two weeks before you made your debut. the four words, “we need to talk” made your heart drop from what felt like a skyscraper filled with all the sanity you had left.

after that, you’d never give your ex a chance ever.. again.. right..?

DEAR MR. CUPID @justalildumpling

Childhood bsf hyuck x childhood bsf fem reader

it’s no lie that haechan only started his college matchmaking business due to his nosy personality. it’s also no lie that he was a little jealous of everyone he had helped out as he had no love life of his own. well, that was until his childhood friend moved back and mysterious love notes started appearing in his matchmaking inbox… addressed to HIM?!

ALWAYS FOREVER @jaeyunluvbot

Streamer hyuck x streamer fem reader

y/n and haechan are both well-known streamers with overlapping fandoms, what happens when they're paired up for a fortnite tournament?

THE DREAM STORE @jammingjaem

Idol Haechan x producer fem reader

rising up in the music industry as a young songwriter and producer, you wouldn’t think that you’d get hired by sm entertainment and write a song for your favorite group. although there was one downfall: you don’t think making music makes you happy anymore. but the endearing and charismatic lee haechan has swept you off of your feet. and here you’re asking yourself— what are you waiting for in life?

GG (GOOD GAME) @sunflowerhae

Fanboy Haechan x YouTuber/streamer fem reader

Famous YouTuber and Streamer y/n just moved in next door to scholastic loser haechan! No sweat for him! No big deal! Not like he has her picture above his computer! Not like he owns her merch that he stayed up all night to get! Not like he cried when she started playing his favorite video game! Not like he’s completely and utterly obsessed with her and all his friends know it!

FEIN @anglswon

Ex bf Haechan x fem reader

In which you finally find a new plug to feed your addiction but he’s annoyingly attractive.. and your ex.

WHO ARE U ? @sungiejpg

College student Haechan x fem reader

when renjun asked her to create a fake twitter acc to take revenge on haechan she did not expect to fall in love

I LOVE YOU I’M SORRY @hhie

Idol Haechan x dancer reader

2 years ago , you and your best friend fell in love with one another. Only for him to leave you and cut you off with no explanation. What if , 2 years later, you decided to take a big step into your career, thinking that it is the best decision you’ve made in your life.

Unaware of what’s going to happen … you should be fine right?

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NA JAEMIN

DON’T BLAME THE LOVECATS @yojeongin

Neighbor Jaemin x neighbor reader

jaemin and yn have never had a good relationship due to their troublesome cats but it only gets worse when both felines cause chaos and wreck property forcing these enemies to spend day and night together to avoid eviction and charges for the troubles, not expecting this experience to lead them towards unexpected information and interesting feelings.

WHY ME ? @sungiejpg

Enemies to lover au

he is known as the nicest guy on the faculty who gets along with everyone, well…maybe not everyone

Personal fav

LOVE ON THE COURT @polarisjisung

Basketball player Jaemin x basketball player reader

Enemies to lover au

every college student has their struggles, but raising her younger brother has Y/N top of the list, struggling her way through college whilst balancing her academics and basketball captaincy is difficult no doubt and with Jaemin, her ex best friend and captain of the guys basketball team, and his growing one sided hatred towards her, it doesn't seem to be getting any easier

SURF’S UP @mrkified

Coworker Jaemin x fem reader

Jaemin’s crush on you wasn’t a secret — everyone seemed to know except you, who always thought of him as your nice coworker from the morning shift. As summer was about to start again, Jaemin was ready to change his relationship with you. But how could he, when you had a crush on another coworker — Sungho. Everything seemed to change when you offered Jaemin swimming lessons, giving him a chance to get closer to you.

THAT’S THAT ME ESPRESSO @sourrpatched

Coworker Jaemin x fem reader

Overworked at her understaffed job Y/N finds it hard to enjoy this summer vacation even with the school semester having ended. It doesn’t help that it seems nobody is interested in working at a little coffee shop even if it’s just for the summer. That is until fate brings Jaemin into the picture who happens to be desperate for a job and love. Let’s just hope this time around he can actually keep it.

or, the one where jaemin needs a damn job and Y/N needs a damn break.

SEX FASHION GUITAR @luvyeni

rockstar jaemin x stylist reader

l/n y/n fashion major and photographer on the side who says what she wants, na jaemin music major and lead guitar player for underground band DREAM. After yn forgets her to change her account and says something that catches the eye of jaemin she tries to ignore him — expect thanks to chenle she now works for them.

YOU CAN'T HAVE ME... UNLESS? @justalildumpling

College student Jaemin x fem reader

after getting ghosted by your crush in high school, you swore off dating at university, earning yourself the title of ‘the unattainable’. after 3 years you were convinced that there would be no way the two of you would ever cross paths ever again. well, that was until he announced that he was your boyfriend at a party.

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ZHONG CHENLE

NIGHT RIDER @chenlesfavorite

motorcyclist chenle x fem reader

working night shifts 24/7 at the convenience store while also supporting your boyfriend’s obsession with watching motorcyclists race is not easy, but little did you know that one of the bikers that he loves soon gets involved with you.

FOLLOW ME NOT @lowkeychenle

idol chenle x fem reader

After Chenle "accidentally" hits the follow button on Twitter, you try to get him to unfollow you by any means necessary, even if he's keen on staying right where he's at.

ICED LOVE LETTER @jammingjaem

college student chenle x ice skater fem reader

at ncit, figure skater y/n receives daily letters signed ‘zcl’ from a secret admirer. as she gears up for a crucial showcase, the mystery of ‘zcl’ fuels her determination throughout the semester, leading to an unfolding journey of curiosity and motivation.

WE YOUNG @a3r3n

childhood friend chenle x fem reader

A sudden change happens in y/n's life when her father kicks her and her mother out after their divorce, and they're forced to leave China to go back to South Korea. Luckily her mother's best friend lives there with her son Chenle, one of y/n's childhood friends, and they're willing to host them until they find a better place to stay. But now that y/n and Chenle have both grown up, will their friendship be the same as when they were children?

SERÁ UNA NOCHE INOLVIDABLE @galacticseonghwa

biker chenle x fem reader

your friends were all you needed, they were your brothers from another mother they loved to say. but that all went to shit after ricky dragged you to one of his motorbike sprints.

who are you to say no when ricky's opponent claws his way into your inner circle and present himself as your dream man?

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PARK JISUNG

LIE WITH YOU @strrykais

art student jisung x astrology student fem reader

you were nervous, and that was an understatement. you actually couldn't believe that you were able to transfer into your dream school, leaving behind your family, your home, and your loving boyfriend. when you meet your upstairs neighbors, things start to change for the better - or worse. you tried everything to keep your distance from the boy that showed her the stars in the sky have nothing to the ones in his eyes. he knows it won't last, and you know it too. personal fav

SCORE THAT GOAL @lqfiles

football player jisung x fem reader

after your college had announced that all the students were required to join a club and attend it twice a week, you were planning on either a) dropping out, or b) join the art club and pretend to be sick most of the times. that was before you discovered that park jisung is a long time member of the football team. change in plans: you LOVE football.

or in which you mindlessly join the football club in hopes of catching your crush’s attention (and to maybe secretly check him out too) who cares if you can’t even kick a ball up in the air?

GAME ON ! @hyuckswoman

astronomy major jisung x astronomy major fem reader

a story in which y/n finds herself meeting her roblox bestie in real life. turns out he’s not exactly everything she hoped for… who would’ve thought her nemesis park jisung would be user plumblossomer

DRUM ME STUPID ! @jirsungs

drummer jisung x fem reader

a story about a college student enjoying her life in school perfectly fine, until one of her friends drags the group along to watch their school's band perform. little did she know that day would be marked as the day her whole world turned upside down because of a particular, nonchalant, and difficult drummer boy. a drummer boy who spilled his entire drink on her brand new outfit at a party and never came back.

LINGER @beomgewz

college student jisung x fem reader

despite all of your efforts, you still cannot get over your 5 year crush on the shy boy from high school. to top everything off, he has a long term girlfriend of 3 years!

THE BOTLER @lowkeychenle

Your friends call you "the bolter," because every time someone gets close, you run in the opposite direction.

When you meet Jisung, things are working behind the scenes--things you can't see and don't acknowledge.

Can you overcome your metaphorical running in time for Jisung to secure your heart?

RAINBOW @a3r3n

park jisung x fem reader

Y/N has just moved to Seoul from her home country and finds herself now alone with her parents, but no friends. Fortunately, her neighbor Chenle is a guy her age, nice and fun to be with, and they eventually become friends, even attending the same International Class for Transfer Students at Nct High. But what will happen when y/n meets Chenle's friends, and one of them catches her eye? And what if things don't go as planned?

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#nct x reader #nct #nct dream #nct u #nct smau #nct dream smau #nct smau rec #nct dream smau rec

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sato111u · 1 year ago

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rich boyfriend gojo, who is 8-9 years older than reader (who is a master degree’s student in this fic)!

sees you for the first time on the lobby of one of his big chain hotels.

a cup of black expresso in the table in front of you while you worked on a project.

he approaches you confidently, fully transparent about his intentions.

expresses his feelings, by saying you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life, and how he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

he managed to get your phone number, and a few days later, gojo politely asks you out on a date.

gojo was always a true gentleman, picking you up, opening doors for you, taking you home and making sure you go to sleep safe and sound.

but there was something else that brought gojo immense pleasure. taking care of you financially.

gojo always had money. since the moment he was born, he had already his life taken care of.

spending a few millions was like nothing to him.

but there was something about spending money on you that made gojo’s heart feel so warm, even if it was a few dollars on acrylics. it brought a feeling of accomplishment, knowing he was taking care of his girl. he felt his stomach doing cartwheels when you sweetly thanked him, your gentle eyes looking up to him.

far into the relationship, gojo made sure he was paying for your education, and other expenses you had, such as acrylics, salon appointments, dinners with your girlfriends, etc…

but at first you felt uncomfortable, and expressed to him that you genuinely liked him, and you were not with him just for the money. he simply respected you and asked you just to accompany him so he could buy new suits, telling you that your opinion on the matter was more than important.

and there you were sitting pretty on the expensive chair watching your boyfriend try on suits.

after that, gojo innocently guided you to other stores, to see if anything would catch your attention.

and for your surprise, gojo wanted to buy almost everything you layed your eyes on.

a few mall visits later, and you were already more comfortable with this idea.

having your tall, attractive boyfriend, enter lingerie stores with you, making everyone in the store feel slightly uncomfortable.

gojo, with no shame, would point at the most sexy lingerie’s in the store and confidently say “this would look so good on you princess, let’s buy this in red, black and white. maybe blue too so it can match my eyes” as he lowers himself down to give you a quick kiss.

passing by fancy clothing shops, stopping and pointing at dresses and affirm that he was 100% sure that the dress was made for you, which was an excuse to buy it in at least two different colors.

the dates were always super romantic, either taking you to really nice restaurants, or going more for a casual vibe, taking you to museums, walks on cute parks and so much more. and of course, everything was always taken care of.

he loved bringing you to his apartment. cuddling with you on his big king size bed. playing with the strap of the cute pijama he bought you, as he fought against his sleepiness. loved to fall asleep on top of your chest, making him feel safe and loved.

waking up to you playing with his undercut, telling him that he needed to wake up or else he would be late for work. but what difference did it make? he was the CEO after all.

you made his house feel like a home. your love was such a beautiful energy, and everytime you left, he felt like his house was empty.

“satoru, baby, if you don’t get up i’m going to by squashed by you!” you said giggling. gojo was laying on top of you, head in between you breasts.

“'m so cold … ion wanna leave…” gojo said, still half asleep, hugging you tighter.

“then how about i change positions with you hm?” you said caressing the side of his face.

“mkay” gojo slowly got up, guiding your hips so you could lay on top of him. he didn’t wanna waste a single second without you being on top of him.

you gently sit on his lap, and lower your head to his chest. one of his hands instinctively goes on your lower back, while the other one plays with your hair.

“can i ask you something?” gojo said, his voice sounding a little bit more awake.

“yes” you said.

“do you want to move in with me?” he asked.

“you don’t need to answer right now, but i really needed to ask you. the last 10 months have been so great, all because of you. you make me want to be a better person, with better habits and better experiences. waking up without you on my side feels wrong, therefor i ask. would you like to live with me?”

read the bonus here

IN MY DREAMS, I HAVE A PLAAANNNN IF I GOT ME A WEALTHY MAAAANNNNN

anyways ty for reading 😮‍💨🙏

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dilfl0v3rss · 1 year ago

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love you better

summary: connie’s gotten sick of watching you hold back from getting full happiness, so he handled it.

(i do not speak spanish, but i’m trying my best. plss don’t kill me yall)

cw: cheating, readers dad is a deadbeat…

word count: 1.3k

(ay coño/oh fuck. el muchacho es un jablador/the boy is a liar. mamagüevo/cock-sucker. no me estés divariando, respóndeme la pregunta/stop talking gibberish, answer the question)

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

“ay coño. you keep ridin my dick like that and ima have t’marry you ‘kay?” connie moaned, heavy hand repeatedly squeezing and slapping your ass as you continued to ride him in reverse. your hands wrapped firmly around his ankles as you worked your body in ways he loved. on late nights like this one it was normal for the two of you to smoke each other out and make each other feel good, letting the good vibes of the day carry on into the night.

“m’cummin again pa” you quietly breathed out as you began to bounce your ass harder, tattood hands spreading you open to get a better view of the sin being committed by the two of you. “give it t’me mama. let papi have it” connie groaned before throwing his head back in the pillows. the way your ass moved on his dick was heavenly as your walls continued to get wetter and wetter around him. there was nothing that could possibly make this moment any more perfect.

*ring ring* the sound of your phone snatched him out of his bliss, making a mean mug appear before he snatched it from its spot next to him. “j-jus leave it da fuck m’so close” you continued your ministrations, oblivious to the evil grin the man behind you adorned as he looked at your phone. notification after notification from your ridiculously toxic boyfriend. connies been telling you to leave him, but there was always an excuse. “he was all i had at one point” “my family loves him and ion wanna upset them” “he said she was just his best friend”. you always had an excuse for this dickheads actions, letting him slide for shit like forgetting your anniversary all the way to blatantly cheating on you with his “girl best friend” which made him want to beat his ass.

you felt that you were no better, given your situation, so you chose to just stay and bare with it to keep up this stupid appearance for your family. your mom used to be with a man like connie and look where it got her. raising you as a single mother, trying her hardest to keep you far away from men like your father so you didn’t end up just like her. when you first brought your boyfriend home she was so happy, as were the rest of your family. you knew connie was different though. he gave you a happiness your boyfriend could never bring you. catering not only to your body, but your heart and soul as well. he was who you knew you should be with in the end, but your family would never accept him because of his lifestyle.

you were terrified about how your family would look at you if they found out you’ve switched out being with the golden, grade a student to fornicate with the big bad “thug” from the other side of town. “el muchacho es un jablador, mami. he don’t deserve you.” connie said before grabbing a blunt from the bedside table, putting fire to it as it sat between his pretty lips. “you know how my family is. they not..fuck..not fond of men like y-you” he rolled his eyes, giving you a rough snap of his hips to make you lose your balance.

a pretty cry flew from your lips, hands squeezing around his ankles while making a sly smirk appear on his face. “men like me huh?” he mimicked you. before he could add on to it, he was interrupted by your phone ringing again. ‘must be a sign to handle this shit once and for all’ connie thought before quietly picking it up and laying it down on the bed next to him. you were of course oblivious to this as you let him maneuver you into the backshot position. he grabbed the phone with one hand, placing it at his ear while he pushed your back down with his other hand. “m’not helping you ma, throw that shit back and work for this nut.” you quickly listened to his demand while he continued on the phone. “yo?….yea she here man. lil busy tho but she present” a chuckle rumbled from his chest as he listened to your frustrated boyfriend on the other line. “don’t worry about why i got her phone mamagüevo. just be glad she safe and feeling good”

you were so busy fucking your self on his dick that you didn’t even recognize that he was talking to your boyfriend on the phone. pretty whines falling from your lips as you continued to move your ass back and forth on his long dick. you reached back for connie and all he did was laugh at your weak attempt, pushing your back down to deepen your arch. all of your moans flew loose in the comfort of his room. “please help j-jus a little bit. like when you hit my spot daddy” you clenched around him, continuing to move your hips just how he likes so he could fold. connie could never get enough of you. and he knew you were just as in love and crazy for him. he’ll be damned if he had to spend another night listening to you cry and blame yourself for the actions of a bitch like your “boyfriend”.

connie moved the phone towards your mouth. this was the end of your suffering. “yea? like when papi fuck you like this?” his hips began to move, dick touching you in a sweetest places while he smiled. listening to your pretty moans. “aauughh yesss jus like that papi shittt” your wetness began to spread all over him, strings of your previous releases connecting the two of you with wet squelches. “uhh huh. let em hear you ma” let who here what? your brain finally starting working properly after you heard yelling coming from somewhere.

“you not furreal…you cheating on me bro?!” you whipped your head around in horror. connie just continued to fuck you with a proud look on his face. feeding you deep strokes as he held the phone in front of your face. “i-i..” he rolled his eyes before snapping his hips into you harder. your scream was pornographic as you began to forget all about your boyfriend on the phone. “ughh ‘i-i’….no me estés divariando, respóndeme la pregunta, mami.”

his heavy hand landed on your ass, bringing you back to reality before you continued with your previously forgotten sentence. “ion think t-this gon work out shittt” you spoke as normal as you could, but it wasn’t normal enough. you could basically feel the anger coming from your phone as your now ex boyfriend threw curses and insults your way. “you dirty bitch. you think your family gon be proud after they find out you gave up being wit me for some thug’s dick?” while he spoke connie kissed up your back, stopping at your neck before whispering dirty words to you.

“you like this ‘thug’ dick don’t you girl? like when daddy makes you feel good and gives you what you want?” he deepened his strokes, laying one hand flat on the bed next to you while his other continued to hold the phone speaker towards your ear. “i-i love him and my family gon have to…fuckk… have to accept it or they gon end up jus l-like you, cut off.” your words surprised connie, making his dick even harder before kissing and sucking behind your ear and neck. “y-you need me…i was all you had, remember? you fatherless, selfish slut” he mumbled the last sentence, but connie still heard him. he was trying his hardest to hurt you with his words, but there’s no way in hell connie was letting that happen. chuckling while moving the phone from your face before taking it off speaker and holding it to his ear.

“i’m her daddy now bitch”

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sametsyun · 9 months ago

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I HAVE A FANFIC IDEA!!

Alright you guys know that Moon Goddess from Over the Moon??

What if the reader was Chang'e and she and Lucifer used to go wayyy back, setting aside the whole plot of Over the Moon and changing it to god creating her as an angel to watch the moon or something bla bla bla, and Lucifer would frequently visit that moon she falls in love and so does he. And since Chang'e does wishes n' after she's been given a gift or something like that, I forgot, Lucifer would bring her like little ducks and stuff and she'd grant him every little wish she could.

And here comes the angst, Lucifer stops frequenting at the moon making the reader all sad and confused. She looks for him all over heaven but he isn't there. Why was he ignoring her? Did he not like the wish she granted him? He's probably busy right now.

And he comes back all of a sudden with a big ass smile that makes her think he was happy to see her after not visiting her for a long time only for that thought to be crushed when he simply gives her a gift with no thoughts and asks for a heavy wish

She hesitates because it was slightly against what she was only allowed to grant but still does it anyways.

Here comes Lucifer's trial, and reader is just shocked af to see him there only to realize what he truly needed that wish for and bro she Gon be hurt hurt af when she sees him with Lilith.

The angels then ask for the details and Lucifer panics and straight up snitches on reader for giving him that wish.

So long story short, they casted him down to hell with Lilith. And the reader was sentenced to a lesser sentence since she didn't know what that wish was going to do or what it was going to cause.

But she was still cast out of heaven, never able to enter those gates ever again and is thrown over to the moon alone.

She is left alone in that dark moon desert with a single green bunny that had been gifted to her by Lucifer.

The reader just cries out of heartbreak and betrayal. A tear drops on the bunny and Jade comes to life. Reader is no longer alone and is a tad bit happy she has company.

Then timeskip to a few ion years, and the moon is bustling with lights, fun and parties, just like the movie.

Then we follow Chang'e story, trying so many things to figure how to see Lucifer again.

Well that was long idea. BUT I NEED THIS WRITTEN PLEASE. ADD TWISTS AND MORE STUFF TO IT I JUST WANNA READ IT.

I know I can write this but, I WANNA READ IT IN SOMEONE ELSE'S WORK YOU GET WHAT I MEAN?

#hazbin hotel #hazbin charlie #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin angel dust #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel smut #lucifer morningstar x reader #fanfic #idearants

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heavenlyachivement009 · 1 year ago

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Rhetorical but genuine question: How has creating content that is just sexualizing and romanticizing incest and pedophila helping you with sexual trauma YOU faced as a child? Like help me out here, you're going on ao3 writing a "story" (fantasy really...) about how an adult takes advantage of a child and has sex with them and the people are commenting "oh this is so hot" "this is amazing" "I love taboo shit <333" under your post and you're replying "omg I'm glad you liked it." as a response. But then you turn around and be like no it's a coping mechanism? Even though not every coping mechanism is good and in reality you're just becoming the abuser and giving pedophiles more content.

Like I am truly failing to see how writing about two brothers fucking is gonna make you feel better? I actually had this on my old account (way more nauced and articulate) but I really wanna know how has it been working? Because when you do any other PROPER AND HEALTHY coping mechanism you start to realize "hey this is working I'm feeling better about what happened to me! yet when I see y'all bring up coping ion see no progress. Ion see no one saying how healthy it is or how it actually made them heal. All see is ex-proshippers saying this made me alot worse and I'm seeing doctors and therapist talk about how eventually you'll wanna act on the urges. But that's that's my two cents ion care what proshipper comes up here you're getting blocked lmao

Edit: I just wanna come up here and say that every single ex-proshipper I've seen has come out and said that proshipping did more harm than good for them and alot of them who were/are minors said adult proshippers just groomed them into it and wanted to try it IRL so don't try and tell me it's harmless oh my god.

#anti ao3 #anti proshitter #anti proship #anti profic

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theoddest1 · 3 months ago

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could you get your commenters to chill a bit? ive been getting death threats in my dms cause i disagreed with a single post

like i get your points and all, but people like that is why most fans dont listen to you guys, anti viv people have a habit of telling us to kill ourselves because we consume the cartoon :/

Death threats are a no-go no matter which side any of you are on, I DO NOT want to see that shit in my presence, have some fucking self control guys.

But let's not get things twisted either. Some antis being this way is NOT why fans ignore proof. I have seen this fandom grow for 4 years and have researched into Viv's fanbase prior to HH. They've all been very protective of the content because that's what Viv has harbored for a while now. The only contribution they've added in is spreading misinformation here and there by a few people. I don't think you realize how long Viv has had a fanbase and has weaponized them for years. One of her old closest friend was called an *IT* and told to kill themselves which they nearly succeeded in doing thanks to her rabid fans back in 2014-2015, to which she responded with saying "Karma is awesome". So ion wanna see this "they tell us to kill ourselves" angle, I have seen this fanbase throw the same shit if not more + racism.

Keep in mind, despite them having talked it out and resolving everything, Viv still refers to them as abusive/an abuser even though multiple people have said it was just them disagreeing and not meeting eye to eye. She not only ruined someone's reputation but also lied on someone due to a disagreement, having her fans be absolutely abysmal toward them till this day.

This fanbase, VIV'S FANBASE, is toxic as shit. Do not frame it as if they needed valid reasons to ignore the issues with the creator, that is not the main reason why they've acted shitty multiple times. I do NOT wanna hear that nonsense, you could have simply kept it at those idiots that were treating you like bullies. Don't spin nothing on anyone when her fanbase [stans] chooses to be fucking dense.

And to those sending death threats, unfollow me and gtfo off my page. I don't condone stupidity nor do I wish to have anyone who thinks telling people to kill themselves is at all a sane and sensible reaction to a fucking disagreement. You don't lower your morals and standards all cause someone either said something right or wrong, have some gat damn sense. Seek help. You can not be against Vivziepop but then do anything SIMILAR to her or the like, that's just insanity to me.

I may have disagreed with you remark on those against Viv, but I will still thank you for letting it be known that this happened to you. It shouldn't. And I am sorry you went through that.

#vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #anon ask #hazbin hotel critical #viv get a grip #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel #vivienne medrano #vivziepop #hazbin fandom critical #hazbin standom #hazbin hotel standom #helluva standom #viv standom #standom #i hate bullies #gtfo with that shit #take that bullying mess off my page #nonsensical ass behavior

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eliiilamar · 1 year ago

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Blocked.

e42! Miles x Female reader.

warnings/notes: reader is black, cussing, some toxicity, (because why not?) this is in lowercase unless people are yelling. lemme know if i missed sum my lil bookies.

you

miles

me(eli)

this was the third time. the third time you got left on delivered for a ridiculous amount of time. you roll your eyes at the unread text you sent about three hours ago, when you were still in school. but you had already walked home, showered, and changed, and miles still hadn’t answered.

“lil nigga must think i’m one of his hoes, cus he sure as hell actin’ like it.”

you roll your eyes as you mutter under your breath, plugging your phone up and going down stairs.

“gramma!” you called through the house, knowing that your grandmother was doing your siblings hair in her room. pulling a juice out the fridge and taking a sip, you wait for a response.

“what you need, baby?”

“is it okay with you if i go out for a lil bit? like to the mall or something?”

“did you finish the dishes like i told you to?”

“yes ma’am.”

“then it’s alright with me, baby.”

“thank you!”

you went and got changed, plopping on your bed and laying on your stomach. you picked up your phone and dialed eli to see if she wanted to come with. the phone rang three times before she answered.

“heyyy, wassup shawty boo?”

“girl, what the hell is a ‘shawty boo’?”

“it’s you. you’re my shawty boo.”

you roll your eyes before flipping onto your back, glancing at your phone for a second before putting it back to your ear.

“whatever. anyways, you tryna come to the mall wit me?”

“of course. is miles coming too, or is it just us?”

a small scoff left your lips, and it took all that was in you to not roll your eyes once more.

“hell nah, he ain’t coming. he still hasn’t even read the text i sent earlier when i was in class wit you.”

a scoff, sounding a bit more disdainful then yours, left her lips, coming out a bit muffled due to the phone speaker.

“lemme bite his fucking kneecaps, see if he leaves you on delivered again.”

you cackle and kick your legs before releasing a loud sigh.

“girl, you always talking ‘bout biting a nigga’s kneecaps. but whatever. it’s just us two, you down?”

“yea, i’ll be ready by the time you roll around.”

“aight, i’m on my way.”

you and eli sat at the table in the small cafe, drinks in hand. she had a pout on her plump lips and a furrow in her brows.

“nah, he must wanna be single cus you too damn fine to be gettin’ treated like this.”

she paused before shaking her head, blonde coils of hair bouncing side to side with the movement.

“yea, he needs his kneecaps bit the fuck up. lil nigga is triflin’.”

it had been an hour since you picked up eli and arrived at the mall, and still no response from miles. both of you were fed up.

she grabbed your hand and stood up.

“come on, shawty boo, we going shopping.”

“ion got money for that-“

“i just got paid, lemme be your sugar mommy for a bit. you tryna get them new forces? the pink and purple ones, right?”

you rolled your eyes and let her drag you to the sneaker place at the mall you two would window shop at.

“eli, these shoes are too damn expensive.”

“girl hush. you know miles gets jealous when anyone else treats you, maybe he’ll notice and stop being a dickhead, yea?”

she strolled the aisles, looking for the pair you had been fawning over, and her short figure looked even shorter in front of the tall shelves.

she bent down to look at a pair of jays, her thighs spilling out of the rips in her jeans slightly. you groaned obnoxiously.

“eliiii, hurry the hell u-“

you went silent and crossed your arms, teeth gritted in a tight lipped smile.

“hmm? shawty boo, what did you say- oh hell no.”

she stood up and looked at the scene you had your eyes glued on. there he was. miles gonzalo morales, a couple aisles down, with the girl from algebra that stays flirting with him.

“this nigga gotta be on some shit.”

eli’s blue eyes widened in disbelief, and she started to walk over there, dragging you with her.

“eli, ion feel like dealing wit this right now-“

“i really don’t care, cus he doesn’t answer his phone for shit, and if he did, all he would do is deny.”

she huffed and came to a stop in front of the two, before clearing her throat in the most obnoxious way possible. miles turned around and his duotone eyes widened.

“oh shit-“

“oh shit is right you bitch ass motherfucker.”

eli looked up at you in surprise, before smirking and backing up, realizing that her presence wasn’t needed.

“so i’m sitting here, left on delivered for hours, and you’re over with the bitch you called annoying? the bitch you called aggravating? that’s real fucking crazy to me.”

miles rolled his eyes before holding his hands up defensively.

“look, ma-“

“don’t fucking ‘ma’ me! i been dealing wit yo shit for too long, nigga! you fucking lucky ion let eli break- or bite your kneecaps like she wants to!”

he looked from you to eli, slightly confused.

“bite my kneecaps..?”

eli nodded.

“you heard her. and you!”

she turned to the girl, who had been standing behind miles during this whole ordeal. she looked up from her phone, a bored look on her face.

“i’m sorry, what? i didn’t hear you, there’s so much height between us.”

eli’s eyes widened and a smile of disbelief found its way on her face before she turned to you.

“lemme drag this ugly ho, lemme fuckin’ drag her.”

you shook your head.

“she ain’t worth your time. hell, she ain’t worth shit. miles, we’re done. you not welcome at my house, you not welcome in my space. stay the fuck away from me.”

miles shook his head and took a step towards you.

“cmon, ma, you know i-“

“shut the hell up. i don’t wanna hear allat.”

eli nodded before taking the shoes she had in her hand to pay for them. while she was gone, there an awkward stare down happening between you and miles.

“… so it was all for nothing? everything we did was fake, huh?”

“you know that’s not true-“

“no, ion know shit, miles. why would i trust a damn thing coming out yo mouth when you’re standing right in front of me wit another female?”

“she has a point-“

“SHUT THE HELL UP.”

eli came back with the bag and handed it to you. miles eyed it disdainfully.

“the hell is that?”

you raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“shoes, nigga, the fuck it look like? i wanted the pink and purple forces, so eli got ‘em for me.”

he scoffed and pointed at the bag.

“really, ma? ¿hablas en serio? you lettin’ other bitches buy you stuff now?”

eli grabbed your hand before you could respond, dragging you out the store before you could respond, muttering under her breath.

“stupid bitch. him and the girl.”

you sat on your bed in your pjs, hugging your pillow. eli wanted to stay, but you insisted she left.

“lemme know if you need anything, boo.”

you had blocked miles, getting tired of him blowing up your phone, when just a few hours prior he wouldn’t even click on your contact. your eyes were puffy and raw from how much you’d been rubbing them, wiping tears that you didn’t want to fall. you were drifting in and out of sleep, when you heard your window open. you didn’t look. you didn’t need to. you knew who it was.

“so you gon’ block me? like i won’t show up to your house?”

you sat up, looking at him tiredly.

“i said you not welcome here anymore, miles.”

“but you blocked me, so obviously you want me to come talk to you in person, ma.”

“that is so not what that means.”

he ignored you and walked up to your bed, crossing his arms and looking down at you with an amused smirk.

“… so what you boutta do? find someone else? you ain’t gonna find someone like me, and you know it.”

“that’s the fucking point, miles. you cheat, you lie, you neglect. you think i wanna find someone like that again?”

“who the fuck are you talking to? pon algo de respeto en mi nombre, no me hables así, ma. this was a one time thing.”

“it shouldn’t have happened at all, miles.”

he sighed in exasperation and sat down next to you.

“mami, she didn’t mean anything. i love you, not her. tu y solo tu mi amor. you know that. it’s always been you.”

“then why am i not enough? why do you need her on your arm? why do you ignore me?”

at this point, the tears started to flow again. he plopped down, laying next to you and looking up at the ceiling, his lanky legs hanging off your bed. he plays with the bracelet on his wrist subconsciously. the bracelet you got him for his birthday last year.

“i meant it when i said you were the only one for me. but- you’re perfect, so perfect, and i’m not good enough for you. i stand next to you and feel so out of place, like i can’t give you all you need. i’ve never cheated before, ma, i swear! i was only with her because of how fake and superficial she is, and i felt like i was better than her. te amo, con cada parte de mí. pero no soy lo suficientemente bueno para ti, y duele.”

now his eyes were teary, and the green and brown of his eyes were shiny, and gorgeous in the soft light of your room. he sat up to look at you and started to cry, tears falling down his soft, freckled cheeks. his lips were pursed and his brows were furrowed, and the dimple that showed when he smiled was nowhere to be found.

“ma, please forgive me. it’ll never happen again, i swear. i should have talked to you, told you how i felt. just- please. don’t leave me. i need you.”

his chest rose, his breathing coming out with a stutter. his eyes were big, and desperate. you put your hand on his cheek, wiping away his tears before leaning in and placing your lips on his gently.

he clung to you, as if you were all he had, all he needed. as if you were his lifeline, his float in the heavy waves of the sea. as if you were the last little bit of light in his dark. his fingers gripped your shirt and he kissed you like it was his last time, moving his soft, plump lips furiously against yours.

both of you were still crying when you pulled away, and neither of you said a thing for a moment.

“… miles?”

“yea?”

“can we please just be us again?”

“… yea.”

a/n: i like this. i like this and i’m very proud of it. i’m also thinking of starting a taglist but idk if anyone wants to be on it so lmk

#Spotify #spiderman across the spiderverse #marvel #spiderman #atsv #miles morales #across the spiderverse #x reader #earth 42 miles angst #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 prowler #earth42 miles morales

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azureoctahedron · 1 month ago

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For Science and the Frontier [Portal + Titanfall 2 oneshot]

The woman brushed several strands of brown hair away from her vivid blue eyes. Her orange jumpsuit was non-standard, bearing the patch of a division few heard about - the Bad Eggs, who were IMC defectors and escapees of their deadly experimental labs now serving the Militia, fighting for freedom from the spar-spanning megacorporation's clutches.

She regarded the taller scruffy mechanic facing them with his grease-stained jumpsuit and weathered face with an eerie calm, and an almost thousand-meter stare from those large eyes.

Signing carefully in the hand-code she'd been taught only months before, she asked a simple question of the row of eight- to ten-meter high robots standing in their alcoves behind the mechanic.

Which one does the best science?

The mechanic arched an eyebrow, then looked down to the non-standard Core secured to the woman's body by a crossbody strap. A single baleful eye whose casings were mounted vertically, forming a rounded gray-and-black rectangle. A single red active light glowed underneath that eye, reminiscent of a mole.

"Yes. Science. And I want neurotoxin emitters." The AI's voice was a silken hum of ominous and sarcastic femininity.

"You do realize," the mechanic sighed out, "that everybody's gonna be wearing armor, and the only ones who'll breathe the toxin'll be the grunts? You're gonna need to do bigger science against another Titan. Especially since you'll be in one yourself."

Yes, the woman signed with a slight snort. Grunts are like your turrets. If I'm out I die to their bullets so you better kill 'em. But you're gonna want the big toys for the Titans. I've seen what they can do. Wanted to be a Pilot since I was a kid.

"Well if you're the runaway lab-type, I have a recommendation," the mechanic replied with a chuckle. He was deaf in one ear from a grenade explosion eight years ago during his Rifleman days, and could read her signs as easily as hearing.

He motioned to the mostly white Titan directly behind him, bearing orange and blue accents from some customization by the freelancer shop the Militia had bought this one from. Some robot gladiator ring the IMC had raided for illegal profiteering who'd thrown in with the Frontier.

Its head was hexagonal with a square optic framed by four trapezoidal shutters. Its limbs were rectangular boxes with four-fingered hands and sturdy broad feet.

"The Ion. Lasers are its thing. Shoulder-mounted lasers, tripwire system for mines, a vortex shield which throws projectiles back at the enemy, and a laser Core. So smaller beams and then bigger beams. Y'know, real science-like. And you can upgrade and kit it out with fancier gear as time goes on. Customize it."

He turned to glance up at the inert Titan with a shrug before turning back to the pair. "This one came off a gladiator ring, so it's combat-proven. The uh, onboard AI decided to swap out to a Ronin. I dunno. Why trade good firepower for stealth? Whatever."

Shrugging, he eyed the orange-suited mute Pilot and her AI partner.

Rumors swirled around this pair. Something about teaming up to take down a major IMC lab with some kind of portals, deadly neurotoxin, and their own test chambers turned against them. The woman was one of the fastest-trained and qualified Pilots on record despite her mutism, and the AI...well, the name GLaDOS had been whispered by other escaped test subjects over the years.

He wouldn't've figured that one for a Militia sign-on, but revenge and friendship were powerful motivators.

The more he thought about that Ion, the more he decided it was the perfect choice. Now he'd rather bet on these two surviving than whichever IMC forces they got thrown against.

"Just from looking at your non-standard Core shape here, it'll take a little work to get it to fit in there. Pull the main optic housing, put that in, do a little jury-rigging...but it'll look custom." He squinted at the Core for a moment. "Annnd, you're gonna wanna talk to the shop about custom-rigging a SERE kit. After that Situation on Typhon, they're making 'em standard-issue."

The Pilot nodded, signing out I heard about that. Sad that he lost his Titan.

"Y'never know," the mechanic remarked with a shrug. "You two're proof of that phrase. Also, I heard scut your portal device is uhh, portable? Maybe we could upscale it into a larger gun for like, teleporting or something?"

Smiling, the woman retrieved the sleek black-and-white device she'd kept strapped to one thigh. It did resemble a gun, with a cover that protected the carrying hand, and a round maw at the other end which currently glowed a bright orange.

She glanced to the panels lining the floor, and then the bay's ceiling. One shot fired a blast of light which created an orange ellipsoidal portal on the floor. The second shot fired a blast of blue light which opened a blue-ringed portal with a clear view up to the ceiling.

The mechanic walked up to it, quirking an eyebrow. He knelt, sticking one foot through it. A quick glance up showed his foot jutting out from the ceiling portal.

"I'll be damned," he muttered under his breath as he rose to his feet.

"The Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device," GLaDOS explained. "Zero-point power source, a ten-thousand-kilometer range, and a thousand uses...all scientific. You could kill enemies by dropping them from high altitude into pools of acid, or relocate them as far away as a nearby moon."

Her Pilot signed out a quick And I'm not going anywhere without it. Can you build a big version for the main gun? GLaDOS has the blueprints in her memory.

Chuckling, the mechanic nodded with a crooked grin. "I think I like you two already." He shot them double finger-guns. "Because I never run away from a good challenge."

"I think we're going to work very well together," the AI purred.

Notes: I have an AO3 account so if this turns into anything more than a oneshot, I know where to stick it. Based on the suggestion of an Ion Titan for GLaDOS in the previous post with this title.

And now I'm imagining her making hordes of turrets she can drop off to cause trouble, the ability to hack into big facilities and turn their paneling (like the factory level which was VERY Portal) against IMC forces, and probably hijack any Spectre in range too...

Goddammit. This was supposed to be a hypothetical. Strictly for science.

#For Science and the Frontier #Portal #Titanfall 2 #Chell #GLaDOS #Pilot Chell/Titan GLaDOS #fanfic #Titanfall/Portal AU

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freshgirlblaze · 3 months ago

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(This gif is so hot istg-)

Genre: fluff with a bit of 🔥spice🔥

Disclaimer: He is aged up in these scenarios. Ion wanna catch a case💀🤚

Katsuki Bakugo Headcanons

•Doesn't show it, but really lives you and will tell you that only when you're alone.

•Calls you "dumbass" "idiot" "my love"...just random things that come to his head cause he's a mess for you

•Likes and will always smack your ass when he gets the chance

•Likes when you wear any tight clothing.

•Can be very aggressive and when you match his energy, he smiles and swiftly carries you to the closest bedroom

•Started shoving you in Deku's face to make sure Deku knows how single he is.

•Saw you put on his iconic black t-shirt and that was 5he first time you saw him blush.

•Gives hot, passionate and wet kisses. Always sliding a hand up your thigh and under your skirt (if ur wearing one)

•Congrats. U r officially part of the Bakusquad.

•Has no shame and gives no fucks and will rub you things and cup a boob in front of his friends

•One day sent you flowers and when you blushed and gasped at him being more romantic for once

"Oi, dumbass, just shut it and take the flowers"

•Once when drunk at a party you gave him a lap dance and he made you do it on his cock all night.

#mha #headcanon #fluff #smut #bakugou katsuki

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mangoposts · 11 months ago

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OMG I DIDNT EVEN THINK ABOUT MATT HAVING A SOLO POD THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENCE

kid kept metioning it in the pod omg ur so smart

also i just wanna say i really want chriss to do more with fresh love like dont get me wronge his stuff is cute but it has gotten so basic like i miss his first drop bc i felt like his shit was super creative and like personalized but it was also super cute and like not tacky yk? like the dear hoody and the one with the forset looking stuff like that was so cute i 100% would have bought it if i wasnt broke but now that i can im not bc its not the kinds of cloths worth $80 (im canadian so its more expencive) like i still think they are cute but i could get almost the same thing from a thrift store yk?

also ik this is super far freched but imagen if nick collabed with like a beauty braand and came out with like a nail polish set or like a hair dye set like that is so somthing he would do

-🍁

Bro Nick partnering with a hair dye brand don’t even start i’d go blonde just to use his products bye

Fresh love is so killer bro i literally own every single article of clothing have stood up and refreshed that page every single time a new drop took place like nobody gets it i LOVE Chris’ brand trust if i find some shit ugly i wont buy if idgaf who’s merch it is but Chris just got it like ion know. I love his brand i just want more drops and more deers in the future

#🍁

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korisreblogcorner · 9 months ago

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Good morning again red dead community. I listen to too much country music so here’s a ficlet based on colter wall’s Sagebush Waltz. I haven’t written in so long and this is my first red dead fic. If you’re mean I will start casting spells ❤️ hope this helps

[rated E for like. One single paragraph. 👍🏻]

Charles is a giggly drunk. Arthur’s come to find that out as time goes on, and has come to understand this as the reason he rarely drinks much, even when the gang has a reason to drink. Well, the gang hardly ever has a good reason to drink, but they’d come up with one all the same.

Sean coming home was as good a reason as any to carry the crate of beer out of the provisions wagon and take a round.

Arthur wasn’t a giggly drunk, but he also wasn’t one to sit and brood. He usually became rather chatty, pacing around looking for the next person to trade a short conversation with. Thankfully with the rest of the gang just as inebriated as him, they didn’t seem to mind his pestering as much as usual. He was caught up in a conversation with Lenny about paints he’d secretly been pining for- knowing the wish was pointless, but wishing nonetheless- when Karen fell into his back and grabbed the hat off his head.

“ARTHUR- Arthur More-gan… I wanna dance!” The woman slurred, eyes not exactly focused on Arthur, but close enough that he could tell she probably recognized him as the man she was addressing.

“Ion dance.” Arthur whined, wanting more than anything to keep chatting with Lenny about his paints.

“Y’know- cowboys gotta rule- Mr.- Mr. More-gan.” She giggled, putting his hat onto her own head. “Some… prolly some’ ‘bout their hats… prolly…”

“We’ll ‘en go find yew a cowboa.” He complained, turning to Lenny again- not really noticing that the man had slumped against the table and had fallen half asleep at this point, the poor lightweight- but was stopped when two hands grabbed his hips and pulled him away.

“C’mon! I’know yo’ c’n dance Arthur Morgan!” She laughed, spinning the man around and slipping into his arms. Arthur rolled his eyes, but ended up with a tired smile as the woman laughed, both falling into position and swaying to Javier’s playing. Arthur looked out and saw Dutch and Molly dancing as well, both in a similar state of drunken infatuation, and he silently hoped it would last longer than just tonight.

Looking back at Karen, he noticed his hat missing from her head of curls. “Yew already got someone wantin the next dance, mister.” She explained, smiling as she directed Arthur’s attention to Tilly. The young girl sat proud with Arthur’s hat on her head, only having had a few sips, but still swaying slightly where she sat. Sean tapped Arthur on the shoulder, arguing a bit as he took Arthur’s place in Karen’s arms. Arthur twirled a bit, laughing at the two- the camp’s worst kept secret- before holding out a hand for Tilly.

“C’mon Till, let’s show 'em how it’s done.” Arthur slurred, a smile stuck on his face. Tilly jumped at the opportunity, always one to dance given any circumstance.

Tilly was always a giggly person, but Arthur couldn’t help but notice how hard she was trying not to be. “Wha’cha lookin at, Till?” Arthur asked, twirling the girl under his arm.

“Sadie n Charles.” She responded, doing her best to not stare as she laughed to herself. She turned them to the music, letting Arthur see what had got the girl so giggly, and, to be fair, Arthur struggled to hold in a laugh as well.

The two seemed unfit in eachother’s arms, Sadie’s hold too tight, and Charles’ steps too heavy- but they still worked together to find a balance that some would call dancing.

Though, what really caught his attention were their hands, Sadie’s resting on Charles’ hip, and Charles’ on her shoulder. They’d switched roles, a move that had Arthur imagining Charles in other “lady’s” roles.

He remembered when he was nearly gouged by a boar, escaping the beast’s rampage by the skin of his teeth. He’d torn the leg on his favorite pair of jeans, and felt down about it nearly the rest of the hunting trip he’d taken with Charles. He recalled waking up the next morning to the jeans folded neatly by his tent, mended with a clumsy hand, but a caring one. He knew Charles would rather him not mention it, so instead he made them both coffee as a thank you.

He also recalled returning to camp just before sunup, damn near dead on his feet as he slipped off his horse- a standard breed named Annabel, though Arthur was a bit embarrassed to admit she only responded to ‘Sweetie’- and stumbled back to his cot. He was about to fall back and sleep till noon- until he noticed Charles sitting by the wood’s edge, likely returning after the nightwatch. In his hand was a soft looking brush, which he gently ran through his long black hair. It was such a quiet moment that Arthur just couldn’t help but stare, wishing it were his fingers carding through those locks instead of thin boarhair.

Arthur remembered the night he finally gave up keeping his mind right. There were so many things in this world he couldn’t have, why deny himself in the one place he could have everything?

Felt different though, as he touched himself to the thought of his friend with his knees by his ears, ladylike in every way except physical. He felt quite lucky for the seclusion of the mountains as he whimpered, spilling over his hand as he imagined Charles’ soft lips finally touching his own.

If Arthur were to guess, he’d say his memory of tonight would be less of dancing and drinking and singing, and more of how Charles’ masculine silhouette cut so handsomely in the moon’s gentle light.

In the now, Arthur stifled a laugh, spinning Tilly and dipping her over his knee, just to show off a bit. Sadie noticed Arthur’s gaze and scoffed, clearly saying something to Charles, who shook his head, glancing over his shoulder and smiling as Arthur lifted Tilly- squealing, but smiling- by her waist and spun her. Tilly laughed loudly, holding tight to Arthur’s hat as she was placed gently back on the ground. She danced over to Charles and Sadie, but miscalculated which head to drop the hat on, and instead of yellow locks, it fell on black. Charles laughed, holding his chest as he shook his head. He reached for the hat to remove it and give it to either of the blondes that requested it first, but was stopped as a hand fell over his, keeping the hat in place.

Arthur- really not a giggly drunk- chuckled a bit, looking away as he kept his hat atop Charles’ head, setting aside his foolish notions of pride, and finally speaking up.

“Charles- I-“ he paused, wishing against reason to just take the world back two seconds so he’d have more time for his drunken mind to come up with something clever to say. He failed, and instead said what he wanted to say.

“I’ll dance with you, if you’ll have me.” Arthur mumbled, kicking at the dirt as he felt Charles’ hand squeeze just a bit. “Lord knows I’d be glad to have you.”

Tilly and Sadie shared a look, but Arthur couldn’t see anything past Charles’ smile, shaming the glow of the moon. “Sure.” He giggled, short on words as always, falling into Arthur’s arms.

“Don’t think you can twirl me like Tilly.” Charles joked, face red with drunkenness.

“You’d be surprised. I’ve done harder things for less reward.” Arthur responded, using his couple inches of height to properly spin Charles, both laughing, and both ignoring how much closer they held each other when resetting.

#arthur morgan #red dead redemption 2 #red dead 2 #charles smith #my two wives ❤️#fic #my fic #ficlet #charthur #Tilly Jackson #sadie adler #karen jones

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anemptypuddingcup · 1 year ago

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Y’all love how I write for Luffy and I do too. I’ll let y’all in on a little secret…since I love you all so much.

⬇️My little secret under the cut!⬇️

The reason why I write for Luffy the way I do is because of my headcanon that I’ve made for my personal use and thought.

I’ve crafted this headcanon way before I even started writing for Luffy, when I was reading other writers depictions and detail of him.

When I started watching op and continued reading fics about him, I felt that writers weren’t catching his speech in a way that I caught it. (Not saying that’s a bad thing at all, I enjoy every single Luffy fic I read regardless of who wrote it!)

Over the course of reading subtitles and sorta listening to his english dub, I conclude that Luffy has a somewhat thick southern or country accent.

(This also applies for Sanji but instead of a southern accent, he had a honey-coated french accent!)

Luffy’s english is more different than everyone else’s.

What I mean is that he speaks in a way that cuts off words or abbreviates them so he can either pronounce them easier or just to get his point across quickly. He just can’t help it❤️

Examples of Luffy’s abbreviated speech!

Ya (instead of you)

Wan’ (instead of want)

Ion or don’ (instead of I don’t or don’t)

M’gonna (M’ instead of I’m)

Y’gonna (Y’ instead of ya)

Wanna (instead of I wanna)

S’good! (S’ instead of so)

And many more!

I adore how Luffy’s Brazilian too and that’s what makes this entire headcanon even cuter yet funnier for me. I understand I’m a bit weird but I can’t help but to think that for my baby Lu!

In conclusion,

I LOVE MY SOUTHERN/COUNTRY BRAZILIAN RUBBER MAN!

Alright. Back to the Luffy imagines and random ideas and submissions submitted by y’all!

#pudding headcanons->#luffy’s county and/or southern #sanji has a honey-coated french accent #you will never convince me otherwise #I fucking love my brazilian rubber baby #puddingtalking

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arcplaysgames · 2 years ago

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Breakin' the hearts of middle-aged cruise-loving housewives, Sojiro? I'm willing to walk but I guess you wanna linger around and remind me what a bad dude I am.

Reverie, we might need to speedrun the transformation from Quiet, Chill Dude to Absolute Fucking Menace out of spite. Fuck being a law-abiding citizen, i want to get a can of gasoline and set this dude's desk on fire.

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That's my student ID and what. She seemed kind of verklempt about it so I assume something risque.

Man, that'd just be the way of it, right? Everyone here giving Reverie shit for his trumped up charges and my teacher is doing something illicit on the side.

Bruh, this is less cold shoulder and more shoving my head into the arctic ocean. In my last life, I met a girl and within three minutes she'd kicked one of my classmates in the balls, and I feel like that'd be a warmer welcome than y'all been givin'.

One: I like actually seeing a portrait of our guy, it actually helps me feel like I know this sad sack.

Two: Why does every single thing I hear about this feel like Reverie is being set up for even more fall-guy-ification? Who the fuck asked you, Sojiro, and who the fuck paid you, and was it a guy with an enormous nose and voice like thunder echoing in a canyon?

Plot shit is happening. There are a lot of weird accidents around the city. Violent ones. It feels like something goopy is comin' out of the victims. Is that shadow goop or other goop? Time will tell.

Hey its our Seeker of Andraste, Sae, watching the news of the derailment. Apparently she thinks the weird incidents are connected. Which already means she Knows To Much and I bet her superiors will try to betray her later.

Also, THAT'S Akechi right? He looks like a beige origami towel decided to go to school, but Sae talks to him like he's knowledgeable. Naoto 2.0, This Time Not Hot?

Sojiro calls up the cafe to tell Reverie to lock up and turn the sign, and has this gemstone.

Dojima, hey, I'm sorry for comparing you to this guy earlier. Yeah, sorry about that, you didn't deserve it.

It's like trying to uninstall bloatware and it getting re-added every time you do a fucking security update, Motorola.

Sojiro does make us curry for breakfast, which would be thoughtful if I wasn't convinced he'd put us out on the street for vaping.

Also I love curry but curry for breakfast? I'm good, thanks.

YOUR PAL ARCHIE IS OFF TO A GREAT START. god this game doesn't give me a fast travel menu, I am Fucked.

Out in the rain, we spot a future party member. Her hair is incredible, look at that volume. Reverie stares for a while and I think he's just Super Awkward. Like, I've glimpsed Reverie The Cool Thief Guy in the opening sequence. It's like there's a Clark Kent thing going on here, where normal Reverie is such a Awkward Turtle you cannot imagine him as Sly Cooper.

... wait is she Moot? hey, girl, are you Moot?

fucking Evil Patrick Warburton drives by and offers Moot a ride in the rain. He also offers Reverie, and Reverie gives

THE MOST AWKWARD LITTLE WAVE

like oh honey. I'm trying to nail down his personality and so far I think it's I Got Audio Processing Issues And Rather Than Asking Everyone To Repeat Themselves I Just Make Affirming Noises And Wave. Boy howdy.

Oh and Moot looks about as thrilled to be in that car as I would be thrilled to sit on a knife. So this Kamoshida guy is not a safe dude I presume. Sorry, Moot, next time I'll come up with an excuse to get you outta there.

Already met another party member! Also, WOW your bleach job is AMAZING? Look at that texture you have, look at the fullness of the color. What are you using, bro, is that Ion Sensitive Scalp, I find that one is great for aggressive lightening without making shit feel like straw. What's your conditioner?

Also, king of the castle, huh. Given what's about to happen, that's an interesting 'coincidence.'

Then the story jumps back to the Framing Device all of a sudden.

"Psychotic breakdown incidents" wow, could you guys not come up with something that rolls off the tongue, like Apathy Syndrome?

Was Reverie ordinary, idk man, what do you think happens when you hear "hey you fucking suck and will be homeless if you so much as smoke a single solitary weed" 7 times a day?

I bet Reverie could use a weed tbh.

#p5 #persona liveblog

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