#k's 1k celebration

[bomber-grl]

౨ৎ‧₊˚ ⋅ 1k Follower Celebration ! .°˖✧

-> ❤︎₊ ⊹ Thank you!

I just want to start off with thank you! I can’t even put into words the immense appreciation I feel for your continuous support and honor I feel whenever I’m complimented on my writing. I know I tend to have commitment issues and difficulties with completing reqs but the fact that you’re still here proves that I’m somewhat tolerable. (Lol) again, thank you so much for everything that amounted to this moment and I’ll never stop feeling grateful for the attention my hard work gets. I hope you enjoy this event, and if you have any suggestions for possible future ones then I’d be more than happy to hear them!

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-> ❤︎₊ ⊹ Request requirements

When requesting all you need to do is include the trope you would like to be written, the character, the reader’s gender (e.g. Gn!), and preferably your expectations with the writing. If you’d like me to take creative liberties, then I’d be glad to do so!

NO Nsfw

-> ❤︎₊ ⊹ Character Writing List!

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-> ❤︎₊ ⊹ Trope Prompt List!

Note: If there are any tropes you’d like me to write that aren’t here, please say what trope it is and explain it.

- Extra! Multiple tropes per fic are permitted, only if they’re applicable and don’t contradict one another, as well as if the requester explains how they’d like them to be applied (if more complex)

1. Enemies to Lovers

(Two characters start out as enemies or rivals but slowly develop romantic feelings for each other over time.)

2. Friends to Lovers

(Characters who have been friends for a long time eventually realize their romantic feelings for each other.)

3. Fake Relationship

(Two characters pretend to be in a romantic relationship for various reasons, only to find themselves falling for each other for real.)

4. Soulmates

(Two characters are destined to be together, often with a mystical or supernatural bond that cannot be broken.)

5. Opposites Attract

(Two characters with contrasting personalities or lifestyles are drawn to each other despite their differences.)

6. Slow Burn

(The romantic tension between two characters builds up gradually over time, often without them acting on it immediately.)

7. Billionaire/Wealthy Love Interest

(One character is incredibly rich and often powerful, while the other might be a commoner or an underdog.)

8. Love Triangle

(A character is torn between two potential love interests, leading to tension, drama, and often a difficult decision.)

9. Second Chance Romance

(Two characters who have previously been in a relationship get another chance to be together after some time apart.)

10. Hurt/Comfort

(One character is emotionally or physically hurt, and another character comforts them, leading to a closer bond.)

11. Amnesia

(A character loses their memory and must rediscover relationships, often leading to romantic confusion or misunderstandings.)

12. Time Travel

(A character is sent back or forward in time, leading to alternate timelines, paradoxes, and often romantic twists.)

13. Alternate Universe (AU)

(A story where the characters are placed in a different universe or reality, often leading to drastic changes in their personalities, relationships, or world dynamics.)

14. Royalty/Forbidden Love

(A character is involved in a relationship with someone deemed inappropriate due to their social status, often leading to secretive or dangerous liaisons.)

15. Revenge

(A character seeks revenge, either as a primary motivation or as a subplot that drives their actions.)

16. Bad Boy/Girl x Good Boy/Girl

(A rebellious or “dangerous” character falls in love with someone who is more wholesome or law-abiding.)

17. Arranged Marriage

(Two characters are forced into a marriage or partnership for political, social, or familial reasons, but over time they grow closer.)

18. Unrequited Love

(Unrequited love is one-sided romantic affection, not returned by the other person.)

19. Reincarnation

(Characters are reincarnated into new lives, often with memories of their past lives or relationships.)

20. Rags to Riches

(A character starts out poor or oppressed and eventually rises to wealth, power, or status, sometimes with a romantic subplot.)

21. Childhood Friends to Lovers

(Two characters who grew up together eventually realize their romantic feelings for one another as adults.)

22. Secret Identity

(A character hides their true identity (hero, royal, rich, etc.) from the other characters, leading to tension, humor, and eventual revelation.)

23. Bodyguard x Client

(A bodyguard falls in love with the person they’re protecting, often leading to intense drama and a danger-filled romance.)

24. Secret Admirer

(A character anonymously admires another, often leading to confusion, misunderstandings, or the eventual reveal.)

25. Supernatural/Paranormal Romance

(A character falls in love with a supernatural being (vampire, werewolf, ghost, etc.), leading to forbidden love and danger.)

26. Love at First Sight

(Two characters instantly fall in love upon meeting, often leading to a whirlwind romance with challenges to overcome.)

27. Falling for the Villain

(A character develops feelings for the antagonist, complicating the typical good-vs-evil dynamic.)

28. Tragic Romance

(A romance with a tragic or bittersweet ending, where love is unrequited or one character dies or sacrifices themselves.)

29. Insta-Love

(Two characters fall in love extremely quickly, sometimes without much buildup, often a point of tension or humor.)

30. Kiss of Death

(A kiss, typically from a villain or cursed character, has a fatal or dangerous consequence for the person kissed.)

31. Angst

(A story characterized by emotional conflict, often involving pain, sorrow, or inner turmoil among characters, usually leading to growth or resolution.)

32. Secret Relationship

(Two characters are in a relationship but must keep it hidden from others, often leading to tension and secretive behavior.)

33. Identity Swap

(Two characters switch places (either physically or metaphorically), leading to comedic or dramatic moments and a deeper understanding of each other.)

34. Love After Loss

(A character falls in love again after the death or departure of a previous lover, often dealing with grief and healing.)

35. Betrayal

(A character is betrayed by someone they trust, leading to emotional fallout, revenge, or character growth.)

36. Damsel in Distress

(A character (often female) is put in a vulnerable or helpless situation, where a hero rescues them, typically leading to a romantic bond.)

37. Beauty in the Beast

(A twist on the classic "Beauty and the Beast" where the "beast" is a misunderstood character or situation.)

38. Forced Proximity

(Don’t feel like giving description)

39. Only one bed

(Don’t feel like giving description)

+ Any More You Want To Request (see Request Requirements for more info)

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[bloodibambiidoll]

Me & Teddy🧸🎲🦴🖤

For my 1k celebration game. (I’m still working on requests I just wanted to make myself one too.🤭)

[mrchiipchrome]

Thank y’all for 1k followers, that’s really crazy to me but I appreciate you all so much. Thank you all for sticking around even when I’m really annoying, for sticking around through both the good and bad moments, the spells of writers block, all the complaining and all the times of hopelessness that I’ve had.

If I’m honest, when I started writing I never thought that anything like this would ever happen, I never thought that I’d ever hit 100 followers, but I did and I’m so grateful for all of you even if I don’t always show it, but I’m especially grateful for the ones who have stuck around since the beginning, through the rough first fics and the even rougher titles.

When I say that every single one of you have impacted me more than you all think, I really do mean it. Every new story I read, every like, every follow, every reblog, pushes me to be a better writer and person every day and I think that’s what I’m the most grateful for. There have been so many times over this last year that I’ve felt like nothing is worth it anymore and that the world would be better without me in it, but every single time you all help me. Y’all remind me that life is worth living and that a small unimportant event doesn’t mean everything for the course of my life.

But I will promise something and that is that all of you have a special place in my heart and that I’m endlessly indebted to you all for the kindness, the funny moments, the advice and all the other wonderful experiences y’all have given me. I will try my very hardest to repay you all because I’d be doing an injustice if I didn’t.

I’m so sorry for how sappy this was, but from me to all of you, thank you all so much for 1 thousand followers (and for reading my shitty fics) it really means a lot to me, more than I can properly express. I look forward to continuing to put out fics and writing whatever I want.

So now from a 16 year old kid who doesn’t know her place in the world yet thank you and I love y’all so much,

Your Chip:)

[valkyriexo]

💬 Skz Texts | 16 "Can we talk about this tomorrow?”

ઇଓ I.N x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Smau, Angst

ᑉ³warnings; mentions of breakup, kissing

ᑉ³Authors Note; Its the way everyone accidently requested all the sad ones... i swear there are happy ones in here!! Invisible ask game <3 !! Part of my 1k Celebration. For anyone reading this my asks are closed, these are just ones I had in my inbox <3

ઇଓ M.LIST | Ko-Fi | Taglist | Thank you for your support ♡ | Consider leaving a comment, reblog or like ♡ | © 2024 Valkyriexo 

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@skzstarnet @supernovanetwork @k-labels

@kayleefriedchicken  @stellasays45 @beautyandmentalbreakdown @bo-fairykim @hopefulrascalstatesmantoad

@onlyhyunjin @oddracha @karatlima @everythingboutkpop @grandma143

@ayyonoona @iiriam @dandelions-143 @chrizzztopherbang

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[tzulipss]

 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎🌸🌟🍀 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐒 : 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓  ‎ ‎ ‎ a @tzulipss 1.5k special

first off, thank you all so so much for 1.5k!! it means so much to me that you all continue to support me, my mbs, and blog in general and i cherish each and every one of ya’ll. i never thought i’d get far on tumblr and the fact that i reached my first “k” (1k) on here and i’m only 500 away from my second (2k) is such a big deal for me. in celebration of this huge milestone, i’ll be holding an event!! and this time i promise to actually finish the event and not leave for 7 months :P (only the ogs know what i’m talking about lmao)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤαboυt 𝑀𝜎𝜏𝘩 𝛳𝑟𝑐𝘩𝜄d𝑠 : the event is centered around a flower called moth orchids. despite not being a tulip, in my eyes, i see moth orchids as a symbol of my account. visual wise, moth orchids are known for their unusual color combinations and intricate design which i think resemble my moodboard style and personality as a whole if that makes sense. with the addition of them in your moodboard entries it will give them a personal tzulipss touch and create a plethora of masterpieces!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤhoω to joιn ㅤ—— comment joining! ㅤ—— reblog & tag 3 or more users ㅤ—— the deadline is oct 4th

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤrυles ㅤ—— your mb has to include a type of moth orchid ㅤ—— mb must be made completely by you (divs and locs fine) ㅤ—— no specific idol or aesthetic is necessary ㅤ—— tag me in your entry or else it won't be counted —— use the tag #𝑀𝜎𝜏𝘩 𝛳𝑟𝑐𝘩𝜄d𝑠 : the event ㅤ—— maximum two entry per person

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤρrιzes

‎ ‎ ‎ —— ⓵ : 3 mbs, 100 rblgs, 2 user packs, fb from my tumblr & pin —— ⓶ : 2 mbs, 80 rblgs, 1 user pack, fb from my tumblr & pin ㅤ—— ⓷ : 1 mb, 50 rblgs, fb from my tumblr & pin ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ • reblogs will be done on @miuadior ㅤ • user packs will be done on @kk-urisma ㅤ • all participants get 25 reblogs for joining!!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤtαgs

ㅤ@kurcmia @soulari @sugarish @f-loqweres @floriseu

ㅤ@n-americano @hadaura @rubyouts @yoonitos @rosaditas

ㅤ@dollyrin @ningrlz @y-vna @wonlita @wonyange

ㅤ@blissara @aqualogia @dojeoies @hyetart @fairytopea

ㅤ@i-kyujin @jaexiyu @chaeyve @hyelita @obdosant

ㅤ@miuhyein @jenfaery @lil-liaa @sooyaafluers @sseulr1n

ㅤ@p-oisn @yeonzzens @7hyein @lacediore @iluvrei

ㅤ@owatazumi @seulzitos @y2jiz @poemale @yunjidoll

ㅤ@shuasfilm @minguukie @vg-k @ecojinri @ecojinri

ㅤ@y-unjins @koosuvi @i04rei @fre-sitas @kyuwebs

ㅤ@trivijoy @chaey2k @baesol @y0oni3

ㅤ+ anyone else wishing to join !

[melodyanqel]

Far Away | cj

summary: times have been rough for jongho due to being long-distance from his precious family. so, he receives a surprise.

pairing: idol!husband!father!jongho x non-idol!wife!mother!reader

genre/tags: fluff, idol au, established relationship, married couple, family reunion, aniteez cameo

wc: 1k+ words

a/n: i enjoyed writing this fluff and i hope you luvs enjoy reading it (>⩊<)

Coachella ATEEZ.

The title is unreal to the members, the fans, and everyone else in the world. It’s another mega achievement in the group’s career, making it a golden moment in K-pop history. After months, days, hours, and seconds of their lives, the day has come, ready to bring a show. Most importantly, two secret guests are surprising someone. He doesn’t know that his wife and little girl are traveling out of the country to see him. 

The mother and daughter have made it to the airport. 

“Are you ready to go meet appa, darling?” You asked your beloved angel. She has her small hand holding yours. Choi Juhee, also known as ATEEZ’s princess and ATINY’s baby. A high-spirited two-year-old with the sweetest soul in the world. Juhee can make any stern, cold person melt on the spot because her cuteness is too precious. She has a strong resemblance to her father and it’s a bit uncanny. 

Jongho’s pretty boba eyes, round face, defined nose, and smile. 

Even her uncles believe Juhee is a ”mini Jongho.” 

“Appa? Where?” The baby asked her mother, looking around the area. You laughed softly, “Not here, but we are seeing him.” You tried to have Juhee comprehend that she’ll be with her father soon. Your daughter is still learning to speak and remembering people and places around her. She knows her uncles because she sees them every day. 

While waiting for the plane, you and Juhee sit by the entrance. Your little girl is playing with her JJONGbear plush, while you read the messages from the members, excluding Jongho, on a private group chat.

Joongie: Are you boarding yet? 

You: We haven’t yet 

Wooyo: Jongho has been looking at pictures of you and Juhee throughout the trip

You: Aww. Do you all miss us as well?

Yuyu: Of course!

Sannie: You two make our days better!

Minki: It gets boring without you two

Hwa: Y/N, does Juhee know she is seeing her appa?

You: She does and tried looking for him at the airport lol

Yeo: How cute! I’m excited to carry her and hug you

Reading the adorable and heartwarming messages makes you less anxious because you miss your husband. Jongho’s music career has been evolving as the years go by and the fame did impact his life. He had less time with his family and more about making hits to amaze people. However, you knew what to expect when marrying a celebrity. It’s not something you could control because you adore his hard work and compassion. Despite the idol image, he is still your Jongho. 

It was also Juhee’s first time on a plane. She stares through the window and watches the peach sky with wispy clouds glow on her face. “Omma, looks like ANITEEZ.” Juhee directs you with her tiny finger at the window. You immediately understood what she meant because she is obsessed with her ANITEEZ friends. “Oh, wow! It does look like the sky where they sailed their ship.” You looked at your beautiful child with fondness. 

Approximately eleven hours later, the mother and daughter landed in California. When existing at the terminal, you notice the group’s manager is waiting for you both. You greeted and thanked them because they knew you’d be coming and wanted to help out for Seonghwa’s surprise. 

The gorgeous city is lit up during the dark hours. It creates a magical ambiance that can’t be forgotten. 

As a new day begins, you and Seungah are getting ready to meet up with the guys. You also did your best not to let your husband know you were in the same hotel as him. 

“Omo! You’re so pretty! Are you an angel from heaven?!”

You are dressing up Juhee in a pretty pink dress with her hair in a ponytail with a glittery silver bow. It has become warmer, these days, so it is best to wear lightweight clothing. Juhee just smiles, revealing her growing teeth. Somewhere in the future, she’ll have a lot of people chasing for her. It once occurred to you that Juhee would be a musician like Jongho. But overall, you will support whatever decision she makes that brings her joy. 

“Alright. Let’s see appa and the uncles at the park. Don’t forget baby, we are surprising appa.” You and Juhee are finished getting ready. The outfits are stylish, the makeup is on point, and the hair is nicely done. You also put her JJONGbear in a small backpack. 

Upon sneaking up on Jongho, you and Juhee decide to surprise him from behind. 

The maknae and his hyungs are sitting under the tree having a picnic in a gorgeous park. Hongjoong is the first to see you and Juhee approaching so quietly. The members except for Jongho see them coming in their direction. They remained calm and quiet as possible. 

“While I was practicing, I tried to hold the flag properly during “The Real” performance but the wind–”

“Appa!”

Jongho felt his heart almost jump out of his chest when small arms wrapped around his neck. His eyes widened in shock, as soon as he saw his daughter’s gorgeous face. “Hi, darling.” You nonchalantly greeted your husband with a wave. 

At once, his hyungs burst out laughing and cheered ecstatically. Jongho comes back to earth and brings his baby into his arms. Juhee’s infectious laughter filled the air. Jongho presses a kiss onto her mochi cheek. You then join your little family hug. You placed a kiss on Jongho’s temple. 

“What is all this?!” Jongho is still confused. 

You couldn’t stop smiling at your adorable husband. “A surprise! We all set it up for you because we wanted to cheer you up.” You explained briefly. Jongho’s heart melted. You traveled hours long just to see him. 

He brings a kiss on the lips and the members squealed at the sudden bold maknae. Juhee didn’t notice her parents were sharing a sweet affection because she was too focused on the candy. Jongho slips away his lips from yours to say, “Thank you so much, my love.” 

You chuckled blithely. “You’re very welcome, my Haribo.” You called him by his nickname. You’ll never stop using it since you first fell for Jongho. 

Soon enough, the Choi Bear family and ATEEZ have a lovely picnic together. Not to mention, the members fought over Juhee to have her sit with one of them. 

[xmanicmushroomx]

nsfw alphabet || katsuki bakugou

tags: aged up katsuki bakugou x fem!reader, nsfw alphabet

cw: HEAVY nsfw [obvi], mention of bodily fluids, slight bdsm themes??, sexual positions and scenarios

a/n: holy shit you guys???? 1k notes on my “your birthday party” bakugou scenario??? i’m so blown away. you’re all so amazing and i hope you know how deeply appreciated you are.🥹 to celebrate, here’s an nsfw alphabet for our favorite boom boy.

a is for aftercare (what they're like after sex)

katsuki is so incredibly attentive after sex. he’ll bring you a glass of water and a warm wash cloth, clean you up, and then he’ll pull you into his arms so the two of you can go to sleep.

b is for body part (their favorite body part on their partner)

he’s an ass man, through and through. he’s always touching your ass: slapping or pinching it as you walk past, hand in your back pocket when you’re out in public, sneaking his fingers up your dress while you two stand in the corner of a crowded elevator. he can’t get enough of watching your cheeks get red from his blatant teasing.

c is for cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

if he’s not cumming inside you, he’s cumming on you. he loves making a mess of you. he treats it like marking his territory, covering your face with it and taking pictures of you like that. [he doesn’t share them with anyone, obviously, he just pulls them out and shows them to you anytime you think you can outdo his attitude. “you keep talking to me like that and you’re gonna end up on your knees looking like this again, pretty girl. shut your mouth.”]

d is for dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

no one knows how you and bakugou really met. your story is always “oh, we reunited at a conference a couple years back and just clicked!” but that is complete, utter bullshit. you’ve been friends with benefits since just after your graduation from ua. the two of you caught feelings, HARD, and decided you needed more.

e is for experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

does he know what he’s doing? he genuinely might tie you to the bed if you ask him that question face to face. even if he’s not experienced, he’s a quick learner. the second he finds that spot that has your eyes rolling back, he’s absolutely abusing it until you’re a stuttering, drooling, mindless mess underneath him.

f is for favorite position (this goes without saying)

bakugou can’t stand to not look at your face while he’s fucking you. he wants to see every expression and gauge every little reaction you have to him. he hikes your knees over his shoulders and practically folds you in half, nose to nose, hands in your hair to pull your face closer to his, “eyes on me, babygirl,” “if you close your eyes again i’m stopping”.

g is for goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

bedroom bakugou is always. all. business. he’s not messing around. he has one goal — make you cum as many times as possible, and then take care of himself with your body.

h is for hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

it’s thick and just slightly darker than his hair. he keeps it trimmed and neat for you, but if you didn’t ask for it, he would rather let it do what it does without a care in the world.

i is for intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he always reassures you before. [“you know i love you, right, mamas?”] but during… oh boy. [“‘cause i’m about to fuck you like i hate you.”]

j is for jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he used to, when you two would have to go weeks between seeing each other. but now that you sleep in the same bed every night, he doesn’t have to.

k is for kink (one or more of their kinks)

he’s dominant, no questions asked. and he loves brats. it riles him up when you go to an event together and catch an attitude with him. he’ll fuck it out of you the second you get back home. if your attitude is really bad, he’s dragging you to a secluded guest room to put you on your knees.

l is for location (favorite places to do the do)

any- and everywhere. he’s sliding a hand up your skirt under tables, sitting you on his lap whenever possible, pulling you into a closet or kitchen to pin you against the wall or push you down on your knees.

m is for motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

your attitude is his biggest turn on. when you start mouthing off to him, he knows what you really want to say is, “please fuck me on the nearest possible surface before i lose my mind.”

n is for no (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

drunk-you and asleep-you are both completely off limits [unless you are into that and specifically ask him to do it]. if either of you show even slight discomfort at anything new, he stops immediately. he’s not one to be outright opposed to most things you suggest.

o is for oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

when it comes to oral, he’s a giver and a taker. he’ll lick your cunt until his jaw is numb just to hear those pretty noises falling from your lips. he’s patient when you’re offering, tangling his fingers in your hair and letting you set the pace. but when he’s punishing you.. i hate to tell you, girlie, but your throat is a goner :)

p is for pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

this honestly goes both ways, depending on what he wants out of it at the moment. sometimes, he just wants to worship your body — everything is slow and sweet, whispering in your ear how much he loves you, “you’re fucking divine, baby”, tending to your every request. other times, however — like when he’s had a particularly bad day — he is absolutely fucking you through the mattress and growling low, empty threats in your ear. “shut up and take it, mamas,” “gonna tie you to this bed if you don’t stay fucking still”, “need’a cum inside this pussy before i start blowing shit up”

q is for quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he loves them. he’ll take you at every opportunity. [see location!]

r is for risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

ohhh yes. he’ll have the most random idea for a position, kink, or anything else sex-related. he’ll ask you about it beforehand, of course, because he’s not just gonna spring the shit on you in the middle of it. if you’re interested in giving it a go, he’s absolutely trying it.

s is for stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

this man could go all day. he’s spent YEARS perfecting his body, increasing his stamina, training his entire system to be as active as possible for as long as possible, to be a hero. and he’s absolutely no different in the bedroom.

t is for toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he’ll use them on you — but just to tease you, because the only things you’re cumming on when he’s around are his fingers or his cock. his favorite toy is the vibrator that connects to his phone. he’ll sit you on the bed and kneel between your legs when you’re both getting ready for an event, lapping at your clit while he slides it inside you. [“be a good girl tonight, or else i’m maxing this thing out while you’re talking to someone until you behave.”]

u is for unfair (how much they like to tease)

bakugou will tease you until you’re crying out of desperation. he’ll relentlessly brush his fingertips against your sweet spot, over and over, until you’ve cum so many times and you’re so sensitive it hurts. it satisfies him to no end, smirking like an absolute devil, while you sit there with tears in your eyes begging him to fuck you already.

v is for volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

bakugou doesn’t do loud. he’s yelling at everyone all the time, so sex is the one instance where he’s always calm and collected. what he does do, however, is whisper or growl in your ear about everything. [“you’re so wet for me, mamas.” “always such a good girl.” “you can do it, baby, gimme one more.”]

w is for when (is there a specific time of day they like to do it most?)

bakugou is always doing something sexual. he teases you all day, if he doesn’t already have you underneath him in bed all day.

x is for x-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

he puts the word muscular to shame. he’s a pro hero, #2 at that, so of course he’s fit as a fiddle. he trains daily. broad shoulders, narrow hips, long arms and legs. he’s extremely proud of his own dick — ten and a half inches long and just thick enough that it stretches you out enough to feel like the first time — every. single. time.

y is for yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

this man could fuck you before every meal and he’d still want more. making you come undone is his own private serenity, and sometimes he genuinely thinks it’s the only thing keeping him sane.

z is for zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

after taking care of you and making sure you feel okay, he wraps you in his arms and pulls your head against his chest. he’s out like a light [and you usually are, too.]

[wildemaven]

K!!!!! You can’t say shit like that— Javi and Diosa are literally everything and such a sweet compliment!!! 🥹🥹

Javi is such a protector. He doesn’t even think about it, he just immediately acts on it.

Ugh, why is he so handsome too!?

Thank you so much K for sending this in! It was so fun to write!! And thank you for your endless love and support! I’m so grateful for you always!!

The blind drabbles are such a brilliantly fun idea!!! I'd like to please request #48 and #119 for the sexy Javier Peña 🚬👖🥃

Stolen Glances and Secret Bets

Wildemaven 1k Celebration

Pairing: Javier Peña x Reader

Warnings: language, but other wise none really

Prompts: "It's not what you think it is." / "Let's forget any of this ever happened."

It’s not ideal, but with how busy it’s been at the embassy, you make do with the space you’re given— today, it’s a cramped utility closet. 

On the outside, it’s all paperwork, stake outs and shit office coffee— but within these four walls, time doesn’t really seem to exist. 

Surrounded by secrecy and the staticky vibration of shared breaths fuse together with the clanking of the metal shelf that is digging into your back. 

“I’ve missed you so much, Hermosa.” Javier confesses, his husky voice cracking as his lips move keenly against yours. 

Your hands, acutely aware of your limited time, hastily follow the line of buttons up his strong chest, settling once they reach the tautness of his neck. 

“Javi— we have to be quick! Oh—“ You pleaded for more, knowing that the minute you leave this room, it’s back to stolen glances and blasé appearances. 

“You have to be quiet, someone’s going to hear—“

The turning of the doorknob sends a chill down your spine, Javier and you both turning towards the creaking of the door opening. 

Javier trying his best to hide you with his broad body, as light begins to pour into the dark room, your face nestling in close to his shoulder as suspense builds in your chest. 

A shadowed face is staring back into the darkness, the flicking of a switch prompting the overhead light to reveal a surprised familiar face. 

“No shit! I thought he was fuckin’ with me when Johnson said he saw you two walk in here.” Steve’s shocked drawl permeates the small room. 

“It's not what you think it is." Javier said, hoping Steve would be dumb enough to believe him. 

Javier, your parter and boyfriend, and you had spent the last 2 years keeping your relationship under wraps from work, friends— and Steve. 

“No, it’s exactly what I think it is!” Clearly not as dumb as expected. "Look, let's forget any of this ever happened. Ambassador needs the three of us in her office— I’ll give you two a minute to calm down.”

Steve retreats from the closet, closing the door to the outside world. 

“Fuck— I guess we better get back out there.” Javier kissing you softly, his plush lips washing away any hint of anxiety that lingered. “We’ll finish this later, at home.”

The swinging open of the door reopening draws both of your attention back to where Steve is leaning into the doorway. 

“Also— I’m gonna need 50 bucks!” Steve warned with a snarky smile. 

“What for?” Javier’s brows furrowed at the demand. 

“I owe Connie for the bet we made. She said you two were fucking— and you’re gonna be the one to pay her.” He winks and clicks his tongue, before shutting the door behind him. 

[targaryen-dynasty]

congrats on the 2k!! ❤️❤️ can i request meleys #26 for daemon pls? 🫶🫶🫶

DON‘T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME.

Part 2

CEO!Daemon Targaryen x female Reader

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTACT—MINORS DNI; p in v, (semi) public sex, modern AU

WORDS: 1 K

NOTES: I really said "a very short drabble" lmfao and here I am giving you 1K words. The end is abrupt, but this would have been 5K words long if I hadn't stopped. I won't beta these drabbles!

Let's celebrate my milestone!

Daemon might have undone the zipper at the back of your short, black dress, but he hasn’t lowered it more than having the top of it pool around your waist. He hasn’t bothered opening your bra, and has merely tugged the flimsy fabric down to allow your breasts to spill over the black lace. 

“Want to fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it, bunny,” he rasps into your ear, pressing his chest flush against your back to pin you to the floor-to-ceiling window of his office that overlooks the busy financial district of King’s Landing. 

Though the gold glass hitting your exposed breasts has you gasping at first, you can't deny the thrill of excitement darting up your spine. “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” you hum, biting your bottom lip as you feel his large hands push the skirt of your dress up. 

“Is that so?” he drawls, the amused tint in his voice prompting you to huff. 

The sound of him loosening the zipper in the front of his slacks is drowned out by how loud your heart beats in your ears, and you’re merely reminded that he’s done so as you feel his calloused fingers tug your panties to the side to align his hard cock with your pussy. 

“Have you–” The rest of your sentence dies on your tongue with his thick cock breaching your tightness, the words replaced by a wanton moan. 

You feel his forehead resting against the side of your head, but with your cheek pressing against the window, you’re immobilized and can’t even catch a glimpse of him from over your shoulder, only feeling his hot breath caress your skin.

It’s good he doesn’t pound into you straight away, his heavy breathing and trembling hips indicating he needs a short moment to adjust just as much as you, because it gives you the chance to voice what hasn’t left your lips before. 

You take in a deliberate breath, pressing your lips into a thin line before they part again. “Have you locked the door?”

Though he’s buzzing with arousal, enjoying the feeling of you clenching around him, his mind is still very much clear and not as hazy as yours, allowing him to scoff and mock your attempt to maintain decorum. “Didn’t I say I want everyone to know?” he hums, bringing both paws to your hips to keep you steady and still. “That also applies to my employees.”

There’s no chance for you to reply, because the moment he snaps his hips up into yours, every coherent thought flies straight out the window with his cock brushing your sweet spot.

Your palms are pressed flush against the glass, and you completely rely on him to keep you upright and supported. “God, fuck,” you pant, screwing your eyes shut. 

He squeezes your hips tight enough to surely leave some bruises in the following hours, and it’s clear as day that he’s merely using you as a means to an end, to satisfy the desperate need of having something he alone could control. 

It’s the fact that even after his older brother has conceded the executive chair to him, Viserys still gets involved to the point his younger brother truly doubts his leadership qualities. 

And if this is one way for him to cope with it, you certainly won’t complain. 

“Such a good, little slut for me,” he grunts, each thrust pushing you up against the window. “Taking me so fucking well. Getting all worked up just thinking about someone seeing us, mh, seeing how good I’m fucking you.”

Releasing a shaky whimper, you arch your back and start to grind your hips back and forth, meeting him halfways. 

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, and you meekly shake your head despite the truth in his words. It does turn you on. “N-No,” you pant, closing your eyes as you feel the flush blossoming on your cheeks. 

Daemon scoffs yet again, and serves a harsh slap to your ass that catches you by surprise. “You’re dripping, bunny,” he mocks, the lilt of confidence and authority in his voice sending a new wave of arousal to ooze out of your cunt and trickle down his cock and heavy balls. Since he has lowered them barely enough to free himself, most of your essence is caught by the dark fabric. “I’m afraid my assistant will have to get me a new pair of pants once I’m done with you.”

He proceeds to snake his hand between your body and the glass, rubbing your clit with his nimble index and middle fingers. 

“You’re gonna cum for me, sweet thing?” He presses his chest against your back again, and dips his head forward to capture your earlobe between his teeth. It’s a grazing touch, but still has goosebumps prickling on your skin. “Daddy wants to fuck you on his desk next.”

The coil inside of you tightens quickly with all sensations hitting you at once, and you’re once again surprised by how well Daemon knows your body, strumming it like a fiddle and always getting what he wants. 

You convulse all over him with a mewl, the grinding of your hips stopping as the white, hot pleasure becomes too much. But his thrusts don’t stutter or slow down, keeping the intensity to the point you’re losing your mind. 

“That’s it,” he coos through gritted teeth. “Show everyone the pretty face you always make when you’re soaking my cock.” You’re not sure whether it’s his fingers still toying with your clit, his cock still snapping in and out of you, or if his praise alone is enough to prolong your orgasm, but you feel yourself keening at his words. 

With a few more thrusts, bringing you to the point of overstimulation, he reaches his own release, twitching cock spending itself deep inside of your quivering walls. And while you thought he’s done, considering he’s panting behind you like a mad man, you’re surprised when he pulls out and turns you on your heels. 

“Clothes off, and on the desk,” he rasps, taking a step back to allow you to move while he loosens his tie. When you don’t comply quick enough, he raises his brow. “Or do you want me to do it for you, bunny? But then you’ll have to go home naked.”

Daemon Taglist: @barbiedragon @schniiipsel

Small Taglist: @heimtathurs @valeskafics @black-dread @watercolorskyy @darylandbethfanforever9 @hypocritic-trash-baby @connorsui @moonlightfoxx @snowystark @fan-goddess @lovelykhaleesiii

[miss-rum-hee]

Every time I see a pro-Israel post in the wild, I take somewhere between $200 - $1k out of my trust and donate it directly to a Palestinian family or place a large order to a pro-Palestine business. Just letting people who condone genocide know :)

"""Condone genocide""" and it's just me hoping for the hostages to be brought back home & bitching about how this site's """Activitism""" is LITERALLY just going after random Jews online & harassing them & doing borderline, oftentimes straight-up Nazi shit like cheering terrorist organizations who outright say that they want to kill all Jews in the world.

And the worst part is that this isn't the only example of antisemitism & general clown shit that I can find present in the movement, either. Cheering on a girl's sister being murdered at the Nova festival & hoping she suffered more as she died.

Saying that the only place Jews are indigenous to is Hell.

Holocaust inversion & denial.

Getting salty at a Jewish celebrity (PINK) for celebrating Hanukkah

Calling Tara Strong's cousins """settlers""" & calling her a colonial apologist while October 7th was STILL GOING?

Getting mad at Mike Pollock for making a tribute to the hostages

Just flat-out reinventing Nazi race theory

Going into a whole tirade about how anti-zionism isn't antisemitism & then at the end of it proceeding to call the Jewish person they're talking to a k*ke

Peddling conspiracy theories

Wearing the symbols of terrorists (Hezbollah, Hamas) & raising their flags

Doing the Nazi salute & praising the leader of Iran (who has oppressed the people of Iran for the last 4 decades)

Calling to "Globalize the Intifada" (which were bus bombings, stabbings & shootings that killed 1000s of Israelis)

Literal callbacks to Hitler's final solution + praising Al-Qassam (Hamas military wing which carried out the Oct 7 massacre at Nova)

Tearing out tributes to the hostages & calling it propaganda

I don't even know how to describe this last one

You got some nerve insinuating that I'm a genocide supporter when THAT'S the sort of bottom feeders you've got hanging out in your movement.

Anyways, grow the fuck up & stop harassing randos online because they said that hurting Jews is bad.

[thebestofoneshots]

birthday girl | marauders x reader

Pairing: J.P. x S.B. x R.L x Female Ravenclaw Reader Word Count: 3.8 k Warnings: none Prompt: It's your birthday but you're sick. The boys are just total darlings and care for you no matter the risks, making sure you have a super happy speacial day regardless. Comfort Fic // Birthday fic Written for @kquil

Soooo… thanks to @kquil's 1k follower celebration we discovered our birthdays are super close together, and it made me so excited I had to ask when her birthday was exactly and then I knew and then I had this idea in my head. 

And gosh, Kquil, I absolutely love the way you write love, so I wanted to make a little something for you. Hope you’re having a fantastic day sweetie, even if you’re sick with that goddamned awful virus, it feels like shit, I know it does, so I thought, perhaps a little comfort fic could make you feel better. 

This is just a little gift I wanted to make, a token of appreciation for you always sharing your lovely fluffy fics (that honestly make my days brighter)  with us, hope you enjoy <3

You woke up with a headache, sighting as you shut your eyes close again, the brightness coming from the large castle windows causing you to wince. You had felt the signs, the sore throat, the mild headaches and stomach pain, you were well aware you were getting sick but you honestly hoped your body would hold at least after your special day to break down. 

Hopes be damned, it was your birthday and you felt like shit, actually, no, you felt like you had been run over by a truck, which was slightly worse. You took your wand out and cast a spell to muffle the sounds of the already waking castle, especially the sound of your roommates, whom you adored but were too loud for your sick mind to tolerate. You grabbed your pillow and placed it over your head, groaning from how uncomfortable and sore you felt, you’d hoped the pillow would at least muffle the sound a little, no such luck, since just minutes after Mal was popping her head through your curtains and looking at you with brows furrowed in concern. 

“You all right luv?” 

You shook your head in response finally lowering down the pillow from your face, “feel like shit,” you admitted. “Remember I mentioned my throat was feeling funny?” Mal nodded “Well, it looks like it finally decided to give in.” And it really did, it felt like sandpaper every time you said a word. 

“Hold up a sec,” she said and pulled her head out “Hey Sage, do you still have those lemon caught drops we made in potions last month?” 

“Yeah, why?” 

“Sweet!” she said, you heard her step away and the rest of the conversation was toned out by your charm, after less than a minute later, Mal popped her head back in, small cystal jar in her hands “There you go love,” she said with a smile “Happy Birthday!” 

You chuckled and took the jar from her hands, cranking it open and placing one of the yellow candies in your mouth “Thanks!” you said with a smile. 

From the other side, Sage popped her head “Happy birthday sweetheart,” she said with a smile. 

You smiled at the two girls, shaking your head as you continued to suck on the candy, it was nice to know you had them in your life. You then heard the door creak open and another girl poped her head next to Mal “Hey luv, Happy Birthday!” she said, and then waved her hand, a tower of pancakes with a candle on top appeared on the side of your bed, you sat up, smiling wildly, and completly ignoring the headache and soreness. 

“This is– Thank you girls…” you said, looking at them with a grateful smile, making room for them to sit on the bed.

“Only the best for our best girl,” Eryn said with a wink as she sat on the edge. 

“She’s feelin’ sick thought,” Sage added, with a small pout. 

“The cough drops–“ 

“–we’ve already given them to her,” interrupted Mal “How’s the throat?” 

“Much better,” you said honestly, the caught drops really were doing their magic “The headache and the soreness is still there, unfortunately.” 

Sage pouted now, looking at you with a bit of a frown as you munched on your pancakes “Eating will make you feel better. You can skip breakfast if you want.” 

“Oh no, she can’t,” Eryn said shaking her head. “There’s a certain someone waiting for her just outside. And he looked just about to pick up a fight with the eagle for not letting him in.” 

You opened your eyes in shock “Don’t tell me it’s…” 

“Yup,” Eryn said with a smile “he might bring the door down if you don’t actually get out.” 

You shook your head in disbelief but nodded “I better hurry then.”

“You sure luv?” Sage asked “We can tell him to screw off and come back when you’re feeling better.”

You shook your head “I’ll just pass by Pomfrey before class or something,” you said with a smile and the three girls nodded, they were already wearing their uniforms, blue ties shining over their crisp white shirt. 

“You done?” Mal asked, pointing at your plate, you nodded and she vanished it right after. You looked at her surprised “I’ve been practicing evanesco lately.” 

You nodded and made an O in between your thumb and finger to indicate it’d been a fantastic casting. She nodded excitedly in response and the three girls went back to their respective beds. You stood from your bed, taking a long deep breath as you felt the pain and soreness after moving just a little, and started to slowly put your uniform on. 

You struggled so much while attempting to tie the tie with your scrambled mind that you decided to leave it as is, and deal with it later, genuinely worried one of the boys would actually break the door down if you took too long. You grabbed your bag and lousily threw your books and some parchment inside before walking out of your room and towards the entrance of the common room. 

The door opened easily and the first thing you spotted was his bright red converses, tapping against the stone floor impatiently. He ran straight to you and pulled you into a bone-crushing hug, which you enjoyed as much as it made you squirm, the pain in your muscles being very present. He started to slather soft kisses over your face when you gently pushed him off you. He looked at you with concern, trying to search for what was going on in your eyes. 

“I’m sick,” you told him, still trying to move away from his grasp. 

“Don’t care,” he said pulling you into a hug again. You shook your head but hid your face on his chest either way 

“You’re gonna catch my cold.” 

“Will be worth it as long as I can hug my birthday girl,” he said, still hugging you “And kiss her,” he whispered sneakily. 

“James!” you whined, It was already hard enough to resist his charm without him actively trying to charm you. 

“What’s the plan today?” 

“Class, probably,” you said with a shrug and went back to look at your tie, attempting to tie it by yourself, only to groan and let it hang over your neck either way. 

James frowned “You have a headache, don’t you?” You nodded as you leaned into his chest, not bothering to answer. 

“And my whole body aches, I’m more sore than that one time we fell off the broom.” 

James winced, remembering how bad that time had been “Moony should have something to help, let’s go!” He said, grabbing your hand and pulling you along with him. 

“Where are we going?” You asked as you allowed him to pull you along. 

“Gryffindor common rooms,” he said as he sneaked the two of you behind a statue. 

“Your portrait’s not gonna let me in.” 

James stopped and turned to you, taking your tie in between his hands and gently pulling it off your shoulders, it slid right off easily. He placed it in his pocket and took off his own, placing it over your head and accommodating the neck of your shirt with ease. 

“The tie wasn’t the only…” you started, but he was already taking off his vest and putting it over your head. “But what about the…” With a swish of his wand, your robes turned wine red instead of blue. You started at the boy in disbelief “Could’ve just charmed my entire uniform instead…” 

He shrugged “Maybe, but you look too cute in my clothes, there was no chance I passed the opportunity up.” You smiled and shook your head at his antics, he placed his hand over yours again and started dragging the two of you through the passageways until you were just outside of his common room. You stood beside him with an awkward smile as he told the lady the password. You swore she threw you a look, but instead of saying anything she just smiled, as if she knew something that you didn’t, and allowed the two of you to come inside. 

You noticed some stares on James, but no one dared to say a thing as he pulled you along the stairs and towards his room, when he opened the door you spotted your two other boyfriends inside, Sirius was buttoning up his shirt and Remus was lacing up his boots. 

“Happy birthday dove,” he said when he spotted you, finishing the bow he was working on and walking towards you in three long strides, he placed a hand on the top of your head, letting it gently fall down as he brought your forehead to his lips “what brings you here?” 

“James,” you joked, you saw Sirius finish up his buttoning and he ran up to you, planting a kiss right on your lips, but you pushed him off with a worried expression and attempted to wipe his face with the sleeve of your hand. 

“What’s with her?” Sirius asked when he finally managed to get your arm off his face.

“Says she’s sick,” responded James.

“I AM sick!” you said “I had a cough drop in the morning, my head is dizzy and everything hurts. That’s why James brought me here.” 

“I should have something to lift your spirits,” Remus said thoughtfully as he moved towards his desk and started rummaging through his medicine cabinet.

Sirius pouted “Does that mean you won’t kiss me today?” 

“Well, I don’t want you to get sick too.” 

“But it’s your birthday,” he argued “You should get all the kisses in the world.” 

“Not at the expense of my boyfriends getting sick.” 

Remus came over again, handing you a small potion “Should help with the pain and headache,” he said as he handed it over to you. 

You took it in one go, “How long will it take for it to… oh.”

“Yeah,” Remus nodded with a smile “Pomfrey gave me the recipe for that time of the month, it’s great innit?” 

You nodded in response and Sirius inched closer “Does that mean I can kiss you now.” 

“Not because I don’t feel sick does it mean I’m not,” you scolded. 

“What if we take something to stop us from getting your cold?” 

“Is there such a potion?” James asked. 

“‘Course there is, isn’t there Moony?” Sirius said looking straight at the boy in question, who quickly deciphered Sirius’ intentions and nodded “Yeah, yeah… I’ve got some in my closet.” 

You narrowed your eyes at the boys, you knew of no such potion, but your head was a bit too cloudy to argue, and Remus was better at potions than you were anyway so you decided to trust them in this one. 

Remus grabbed a small potion and they divided it between the three. Sirius smiled and brought you close to his face “Wicked! Now do I get to slather you with kisses?” 

You looked at the boy, his curls falling beautifully at the side of his head, there was a slight blush on your cheeks as you nodded, but you weren’t quite sure if the blush was because of Sirius’ beautiful face, his adoring eyes, or because you were getting a fever, or perhaps all three. 

He leaned in and placed a kiss on your eye “Happy birthday love,” he said and pressed a kiss on your other eye “Happy birthday,” he said and then pressed another kiss, this time on your cheek “Happy birthday...” 

And he would’ve gone on, but James stopped him, removing the boy from your face, which earned him a glare “All right, that’s enough, you’re hogging her!” 

“We should get to class,” you said as you grabbed Remus’ wrist and brought it closer to your face to check the time on his watch. It was something you did rather often, and Remus enjoyed it a lot more than he let on. There was nothing like the soft touch of your hands over his wrist, over anywhere on his body, if he was honest. 

“Should we?” asked James as he placed a hand on your forehead “I don’t know sweetheart, it seems to me like you’re a bit too sick for class.” 

You looked at him in disbelief “Too sick for class but not too sick to kiss you?” 

“Hey I don’t make the rules,” he said raising his hand with a diverted smile “What do you think Pads? Does she look well enough for class?” 

The boy in question placed a hand on your cheek, and looked at you attentively “Now that you mention it Prongs,” he said slowly “Our lovely Kquill does look a bit pale, doesn’t she?” 

You took his hand off your face and turned to Remus, hoping he’d be the only sensible person left “Come on Rem, you know we have to go to class don’t you?” 

He tilted his head “How many classes have you missed this year Sweetheart?” 

“I…uh-“ 

“–She hasn’t missed any,” James said, very sure of his answer. 

“I have.” 

“Really? Which one?” 

“I… I missed History of Magic last month.” 

“And what else?” asked Sirius, stepping closer now.

You looked to the side “No-nothing else.” 

“Then, my love,” Remus started “I think it’s best if you stay and rest. You said it yourself, just because you don’t feel sick anymore it doesn’t mean you’re not.”

James smiled and placed his hand over your shoulders “There we go sweets, Doctor Moony’s orders. You’re stayin’” 

“What, you mean here?” 

Sirius nodded, and with a wave of his wand both his bed and Remus were next to each other, making a huge one, another wave and there was soft rock playing in the background.

You raised your eyebrows “There we go luv, we can chill and listen to some of your favourite tunes,” he said with a smile “Your mixtape’s on.” 

You still looked at the boy in disbelief, and then you heard a knock on their window. James frowned but approached it either way, an owl was waiting there, with a letter on its beak. James grabbed it and took a treat out of his pocket to feed the owl who hooted merrily before leaving, “It’s for you,” he said, walking towards you again. 

“For me?” You asked confused. 

“Yeah, go ahead, sit on the bed, you can read there more comfortably,” he added and held the letter between his hands as you tried to reach for it “Sit on the bed, I’ll bring it over,” he insisted. 

You rolled your eyes and did as told “May I have my letter now?” 

James nodded and handed it over, you looked at it and a smile grew on your face as you read the envelope “Oh! It’s from my brother!” you said as you unfolded it and started reading its contents. He was wishing you a very happy birthday, telling you how much he loved you but not to let it go to your head, and he also told you to kick Sirius in the balls if he kept trying funny things. 

“What’s with the hate?” the boy said as he read the letter from over your head. You laughed, your brother had been the one to leave you at the station that summer, and he had seen Sirius approach and hug you from behind. But then he’d also seen the boy dig his head into your neck and give you a whiff, long story short, he thought Sirius was weird and that you should stay away from him. Of course, he had no clue Sirius was an animagus, and a dog no less. 

You shrugged “He’s crazy let him be.” 

“I just hope he doesn’t actually kick me on the balls next time we meet.” 

“Don’t be so dramatic Puppy,” you told him as you ruffled his hair, he let his entire head fall over your lap then, looking at you contently. What a twat, you thought looking straight into his eyes and charming smile as you continued playing with his hair. Your brother had also left a couple of galleons on the letter, for you to buy yourself something next time you went to Hogmeade. Which is why you stopped playing with Sirius’ hair and left the letter on the table, the boy complaining just seconds afterwards. 

James and Remus joined the two on the bed eventually and chilled for a while, Remus took out a book and you asked him to read out loud for you to listen, and he did, he was reading Peter Pan, and the story put you in a surprisingly good mood, even if you were in that place between sleep an awake as his soft and yet deep voice gently soothed you to sleep. 

When you woke up the lights were off, you heard a couple of whispers coming from the door and you felt Sirius shift, you wondered how you’d ended up leaning on his chest but then you heard Remus whisper a spell and suddenly a bunch of candles had turned on and he and James were approaching you with the cake on his hands. You smiled, at their silly antics, the three of them started singing Happy Birthday.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear–“ they started. But the three of them said their own pet names to you which is why it turned into a completely uneven choir of “dove”, “Love of my life” and “Kquil”. Which obviously had you giggling. 

“Come on make a wish,” James said once the cake was close enough. 

You stared at him, taking a deep breath and leaning in to blow the candles, closing your eyes as you made your wish, more of this, you thought, more of them.

“Can we turn on the lights?” 

James shook his head “We certainly can’t.” 

“But I want to see the cake!” you said, “Where did you get it?” 

“James made it sweetheart,” Sirius informed “That’s why he doesn’t want you to see it.” 

You smiled at that and fetched your wand from the bed, using it to turn the light on and look at the cake, you smiled, they had used your favourite colour for the cover, and it was lopsided and uneven, with a “Happy Birthday Kquil” written with white on top. That was definitely Sirius’ handwriting, you could tell since it was the neatest part of the cake. You wonder how he could write it if you had been laying on his chest, but perhaps it was one of those mysteries you would never decipher. 

“I love it,” you said honestly, as you dipped your finger in the soft buttercream and threw it in your mouth “Did you put flavouring on it?” 

James smiled and nodded “It was Remus’s idea, to use extract of your favourite fruit.” 

You smiled at the three boys, “Now give it a bite!” Sirius said, still from behind. 

“What?” you asked in disbelief “Aren’t er gonna cut it?” 

“Nah, it’s just for us,” James said “We brought spoons and we’ll eat it straight from the plate.

“That’s ridiculous!” 

“It’s economic,” said Remus “less dishwashing.” 

You gasped “You don’t do the dishwashing, Remus! The elves do.” 

He shrugged “Yeah, less work for them, isn’t that better?” 

You scoffed but smiled, “Fine then, with spoons it is.” 

“But you still have to bite,” James insisted. 

“What for?” You asked him. 

“Cause it’s your birthday,” Sirius responded, “go ahead, give it a bite.” 

You rolled your eyes but finally leaned into the cake, close enough to give it a small bite, and then you felt a hand push your head into the cake, you sprang back out with a gasp completely surprised and feeling a little betrayed by the boys.

“What the hell was that?” 

“A tradition we read about in an old book,” James said with a shrug “They say is for good luck.” 

“Good luck my ass,” you said as you started to wipe the buttercream with your hands, until you an idea popped into your head, with your hands filled with the creamy thing and them looking at you diverted and completely unassuming, you extended your hands towards both Sirius and James’ faces, successfully slathering with the meringue. 

“How dare you?” James gasped with an amused expression. 

“I’m just sharing the luck,” you said with a shrug and a small, innocent-looking smile. 

Sirius was cleaning his face and hair, who’d also been the victim of the buttercream slathering, “Why is it that only me and James that got this mistreatment?” 

You shrugged “Something tells me it was your idea,” you said as you shrugged and grabbed some of the cream from your face and dipped it in your mouth. Remus took his wand, and with a short spell vanished all the cream from your faces. 

“Can we eat now?” he asked with a smile, handing everyone their own spoon. The cake might have been a little lacking on the decoration part, but the taste was so on point you asked James three times if he really had baked it himself. 

“He did! I saw him!” Sirius said, “He was carefully measuring the ingredients and all.” 

Maybe it’s the potioneer in him, you thought as you continued enjoying the cake, the rest of the night went on in fits of laughter and singing along to your favourite song, talking with the boys and in general just passing the time with them. It was absolutely lovely, even your sick birthday had been one of your best birthdays. 

Later that week you figured the boys had lied to you and that the “contagion prevention” potion didn’t actually exist. You smacked them playfully but took soup up to their room several times. You still had James’ tie, and the lady from the portrait seemed to always be willing to let you in.

“Go take care of your boys,” she told you one time with the same enigmatic smile as the one on your birthday.

A/N: Hope you like this little thing sweetheart, and I hope it makes you feel better, even if it’s just a lil wee bit. It sucks to be sick on your birthday, but I’m sure you’ll be back up in no time, enjoying time with friends and loved ones, lysm. 

PS. Sorry is there are any spelling mistakes, I really wanted to get this out and ready for you to read and I couldn’t spell check like usually…

[fae-renjun]

ROMANCE: IMMORTAL ― an &team + enhypen collab (join now!)

FROM RIVERFIELD TO SUNSHINE CITY, we’ve seen so much of the dark moon universe. we’ve watched the boys come of age (and throw bloody birthday parties to celebrate) and we’ve seen them go through the stages of grief. we’ve watched them fight each other and be betrayed by those they trust, we’ve even seen them fall in love. this complex and intriguing universe of werewolves and vampires has so many stories we have yet to explore, so why not write your own? in romance: immortal we bring love, no matter how messy or tragic or beautiful, to the dark moon universe's &team and enhypen. 

GUIDELINES:

all the fics in this collaboration will be set in the dark moon universe, with the members being vampires/werewolves (depending on their group)

x reader & x oc fics only. no member x member.

plagarism is strictly prohibited.

minimum word count: 1k (add read more cut aft. 500)

nsfw scenes only for members born 2004 or before. for ni-ki, harua, taki and maki only suggestive scenes are allowed.

your fic can include sensitive subjects as long as they are not romanticised, portrayed in bad way or represented incorrectly. must have warnings at the beginning of the post if there are any triggering topics.

you do not have to be incredibly familiar with the lore, but at the very least have the basic understanding of it in order to set your fic in that au. which characters you do/do not include is up to you + i can always help you understand the lore!!

deadline to post: 25th september, 2025

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ej ― | k ― @hursheys | fuma ― | nicholas ― @fae-renjun (me!) | jo ― | yuma ― @slytherinshua | harua ― @jungwonswife | taki ― | maki ―

enhypen ―

jungwon ― | heeseung ― | jay ― @hisnowbie2 | jake ― | sunghoon ― | sunoo ― | ni-ki ―

[gloomwitchwrites]

Oh my goodness Poppy! Congratulations on 1k, that’s so amazing and you so deserve it! For your 1k celebration, can I request an Eomer NSFW alphabet? We need more for that blonde horse lord and I can’t wait to see what you come up with!

Thank you so much! I really appreciate the love! Oh. My. God. Éomer is my beloved. I adore him. Of all the lotr men, he is my favorite. I would marry him without question. I’d give that man anything! Thank you so much for sending this in, and I hope you enjoy!!

Éomer x Female Reader

1k follower event rules

NSFW Alphabet Template (with a couple small changes on my end)

ao3 // taglist // main masterlist // 1k follower event masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

This might be controversial, but I don’t think Éomer would be great at aftercare. At least at first. Hear me out! When it comes to intimacy and sweetness, Éomer knows what he’s doing, but I cannot see him knowing what to do during aftercare. He would help you clean up, but it’s not anything special.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of their partner’s)

Éomer loves your shoulders. Whenever you’re wearing a dress that reveals the shoulders, his first instinct is to lean down and place a soft kiss there. It’s also the first spot Éomer kisses whenever he removes your clothes.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

It always has to go inside you. Éomer wants to make sure you’re full of him all the time. He wants you dripping with it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Once tried to go to a brothel but couldn’t go through with it. All the pretty women giving him attention made him nervous.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Experienced but with a caveat. Éomer isn’t unknown to sex, but what the two of you have doesn’t necessarily fit into what he’s experienced. He had to learn and adjust in order to align with your needs.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Loves a good missionary or modified missionary. Missionary isn’t vanilla folks! Éomer knows how to spice the position up. He also enjoys pressing you up against something and quickly getting under your skirts/dress for a quickie.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I wouldn’t call Éomer goofy during the moment, but he does have a gentle sense of humor during the act. I can easily see him leaning into a playful softness that could send him or you into laughter.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Carpets match the drapes but isn’t super well-groomed on the road. If he is in Edoras, he is better groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very good with intimacy. This is where Éomer excels. Éomer is liberal with compliments, and verbally expresses his love often. He is more likely to tell you how much he loves you and why he loves you before, during, and after the act.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Very comfortable with it, but doesn’t have the urge to do it if you’re around. He did it a lot when he was a younger man on the road and spent a lot of time away from Edoras.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding kink. Hardcore breeding kink. This man wants to breed his woman, and you cannot change my mind about that. He wants to fill Meduseld with his children. I would even go so far to say that he might have a pregnancy kink which only makes him crave his wife even more when she’s pregnant.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Would rather be in a private place, but also cannot help himself when he really wants you. Éomer loves a good quickie where he can pull you into a dark corner and go at it. He’ll take the risk on that account. Otherwise, he wants to be in the bedroom.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Highly motivated. Éomer will happily get it on whenever. You could simply give him a look and he’s on it. Éomer is clearing the room or the two of you are leaving immediately. But Éomer is also respectful of your needs. He won’t initiate unless you show genuine interest, and he also knows to backoff if you’re not in the mood.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Never make you feel guilty for not wanting intimacy. Éomer respects consent and your feelings. This man has emotional intelligence, and will validate you when you’re not feeling it. He will never beg or push or guilt trip you for not wanting to have sex with him. He will also never do anything that might potentially injure you like choking.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving, and has a fantasy of you taking him into your mouth while he sits in the throne. Éomer does enjoy giving but he prefers using his fingers on you simply because he likes watching all the expressions you make.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends. Éomer is more of a slow and steady guy especially when he knows he has plenty of time with you. But as someone who likes quickies as well, Éomer will happily be a bit rough and fast when the moment calls for it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes. Absolutely. With his breeding kink, Éomer wants to have you as often as he can.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Game to experiment but only with your initiation.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Pretty good stamina. Could easily go two rounds and possibly a third depending on the day he’s had.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Nah. No toys. Éomer wants to be the only one to give you pleasure.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Rarely. Éomer is too sweet for that. He might tease a little bit but it’s mostly for intimacy’s sake and not to punish or prolong pleasure.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not loud in terms of volume, but does talk a lot. Will verbally praise and give affirmations before, during, and after the act. He grunts more than he groans or moans.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Loves it when your thread your fingers through his hair and tug.

X = Xtra (an additional headcanon)

Sometimes walks up in the middle of the night and just admires you in your sleep.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high. Éomer needs to satiate that breeding kink.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Very fast. When he’s done, he’s done. Éomer is the type to roll on his back and immediately pass out.

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[sophiethewitch1]

1K CELEBRATION EVENT OPEN! CLOSED!

Hello, welcome! This event is going to celebrate my first thousand followers :D!! It's as the header says, a yandere alphabet, but with my special brand of soft yandere. Please feel free to send in letters for whoever you'd like, there's no limit, I might just pick and choose if you request a lot of letters. Thank you so much for following, I'm so happy you're here! Let's keep having lots of fun together <3 <3

ACCEPTING A-Z REQUESTS FOR:

The batboys (Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Duke) The batgirls (Barbara, Steph, Cass) My OCs (Silvan, Daire, etc.) MAYBE for most DC characters, blue lock characters, bnha characters

Alphabet made by @/jaydenchip404 tysm for making this!

List below the cut!

A = Affection (Is Their Love All-consuming, Expressed Through Possessive Gestures and Overwhelming Intensity With No Bounds?):

B = Blood (How Messy Are They Willing to Get in Pursuit of Their Darling? Would They Embrace Chaos and Revel in the Crimson Tableau Painted by Their Actions?):

C = Cruelty (Once Abducted, How is Their Treatment Marked by a Twisted Sense of Devotion? Does Mockery Become a Dark Form of Endearment?):

D = Darling (Beyond Morality, is Any Act Justified in Their Pursuit of Their Darling? Is Consent Merely an Obstacle to Be Overcome?):

E = Exposed (To What Extent Do They Bare Their Heart to Their Darling? How Vulnerable Are They When It Comes to Their Obsession?):

F = Fight (Does Resistance Only Fuel Their Passion? Do They Find Thrill in the Chase and the Challenge of Subduing Their Darling?):

G = Game (Is Every Move Meticulously Orchestrated, Turning the Pursuit Into a Twisted Game? Do They Derive Pleasure From Watching Their Darling Attempt Escape?):

H = Hell (How Carefully Crafted is Their Darling's Worst Experience, Designed to Break the Spirit While Strengthening the Bonds of Possession?):

I = Ideals (Does Their Envisioned Future Solely Revolve Around the Union With Their Darling? Is Their Love the Only Guiding Force?):

J = Jealousy (Does Jealousy Course Through Their Veins, Leading to Possessive Outbursts and a Relentless Need to Eliminate Perceived Threats?):

K = Kisses (Are Their Acts of Affection Both Tender and Suffocating? Do Their Kisses Blend Love and Possession, Leaving No Room for Escape?):

L = Love Letters (Is Courting an Intricate Dance Marked by Obsessive Letters and Gestures That Blur the Line Between Devotion and Insanity?):

M = Mask (How Drastic is the Difference Between Their Public Facade and True Self? Is the World Seeing a Mask, While Their Darling Witnesses Unfiltered Madness?):

N = Naughty (Is Punishment a Dark Art, a Methodical Infliction of Pain Designed to Correct Perceived Transgressions and Reinforce Control?):

O = Oppression (How Many Rights Are They Willing to Take Away From Their Darling, Molding Their World Into a Prison of Their Design?):

P = Patience (Is Their Patience a Calculated Facade, Concealing the Storm Brewing Beneath the Surface? Is It a Waiting Game for the Perfect Moment?):

Q = Quit (Is Moving on an Alien Concept for Them? Would the Death, Departure, or Escape of Their Darling Shatter Their World, Leaving Behind an Irreparable Void?):

R = Regret (Would Guilt Ever Be a Foreign Emotion, Overridden by the Conviction That Their Actions Are Justified? Is the Idea of Letting Their Darling Go Inconceivable?):

S = Stigma (Can the Roots of Their Obsession Be Traced to a Dark Past, a Blend of Childhood Trauma, Twisted Curiosity, and a Skewed Perception of Love?):

T = Tears (Does the Sight of Their Darling's Suffering Evoke a Twisted Pleasure, a Morbid Satisfaction Reinforcing Their Control?):

U = Unique (Do They Defy the Classic Yandere Archetype, Adding Layers of Complexity That Make Them Unpredictable and More Unnerving?):

V = Vice (Do Exploitable Weaknesses Exist, and is Discovering Them a Perilous Endeavor? Does Their Darling Tread on a Thin Line Between Manipulation and Survival?):

W = Wit's End (Is Hurting Their Darling a Dark Possibility, a Consequence of Their Unraveling Sanity When Faced With the Threat of Loss?):

X = Xoanon (Does Their Reverence for Their Darling Border on Worship, Reaching Extreme Lengths to Prove Their Devotion and Ensure Unwavering Loyalty?):

Y = Yearn (Is the Pining Relentless, an Insatiable Hunger That Consumes Their Every Waking Moment Until It Inevitably Snaps Into Obsession?):

Z = Zenith (Is Breaking Their Darling a Twisted Fantasy, the Ultimate Expression of Possession and the Culmination of Their Demented Love?):

[palajae]

love me (k)not. | 1k celebration [teaser]

PAIRING ▸ niki x reader, slight jungwon x reader

GENRE ▸ soulmate! au, string of fate! au, childhood-friends-to-lovers, romance, fluff, angst, humor, SLOW BURN

SUMMARY ▸ yes, niki can see the red string of fate that connects two people together. and no, he can’t just tell people who their soulmate is. you’re his only friend but there’s one problem and he can see it quite clearly (and literally)- your string isn’t connected to his. 

RELEASE ▸ 01.06.23 here!

AKA a reality check that niki loves you, no matter what the universe says. 

A/NOTES ▸ hi guys :))) i really didn’t expect to hit 1k followers after almost 9 months on tb, and im so grateful for the supportive community <;3

as a thank you, here is a special niki oneshot i’ve been working my butt off on bc its me lol and what else did you expect ? anyways, thank you all and i hope you enjoy!

class continued on normally, somewhat rowdy as always before the teacher came in. you get up to grab something on the floor, hair falling into your eyes. as usual, riki watches over you before spotting your foot catching on one of the chair’s legs. he quickly shouts out a warning, grabbing your wrist in order to balance you as your head whips up. 

he catches you, staring at you in concern and making sure you’re alright. you stare at him in shock, flustered and without a response. he chides you with a roll of his eyes, mumbling something about how clumsy you always were and how he always had to watch out for you.

you can’t seem to form any words, so you just snatch your arm back and sit down. riki wordlessly offers a earbud to you, and you accept it with a smile. it’s something you got used to doing, sharing music and playlists with each other. 

the teacher opens the door and everyone settles down, attention focusing. 

but today, it was different. it wasn’t just your teacher walking in. 

there was an addition. an addition that came in the form of a handsome looking boy around the same age as you guys. 

the teacher introduces him as a transfer student. yang jungwon, he speaks with a shy smile and riki swears people swoon. everyone’s attention is on him, even yours too as you all study him curiously. 

riki swore he was past all that looking at people’s soulmate strings and connections. it had been so long since he tried to put two and two together. it was a whole invasion of privacy, and he simply didn’t want to bother himself with other peoples affairs and relations. 

but once he saw that new kid step into the room, riki can only focus on his hand, the first thing that came into his view. 

and like it was in slow motion, he follows the tiny red string on his pinky down the row of desks to someone sitting a few inches away from riki himself, obviously not paying attention and oblivious to everything while listening to a shared earbud— you. 

he almost thinks his eyes are fooling him. it was barely connected by that thin, cursed string. and that’s when it really hits him.

that string was connected to yours. 

that string meant your soulmate just walked into the classroom—

and it certainly wasn’t riki. 

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[pelorsdyke]

making a new pinned post to neaten up my fic links! my name is k, i love writing wlw ships, and ill be so real with you rn a lot of them are rarepairs. find me here on ao3. my tumblr fic tag is here, and I often post wip peeks for tag games.

some ships I’ve written once or twice include: spemily (pll), buffy x tara (btvs), jackienat (yellowjackets), mariakilah (yellowjackets), donnajoey (the west wing), maggie x sophie (leverage), and wayhaught (wynonna earp). I also wrote a lot of ronance (stranger things) during the s4 era.

marjan marwani & nancy gillian (911 lone star):

who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me (test kitchen au)

and love isn’t a fact, it’s a hunch at first. (paul helps marjan come to terms with her feelings for nancy)

and your keys, your ring of keys (marjan starts to realize some things about herself, with the help of an oc. lesbian marjan)

underneath your hands I become poetry (some celebratory sex after tommy announces nancy will take over as interim captain while she’s away. inspired by the bts pic where nancy appears to be wearing a name tag that says captain gillian)

your essence is the ink in the word forever (nancy has tattoos. marjan notices.)

so swing your hips and do a little dip (nancy, marjan, and tarlos go to a gay bar)

I will do my best to get it right (nancy and marjan’s first anniversary plans go awry)

I’m gonna love you for a long time (marjan’s lesbian flag hijab, but also just like. 1k words of established fluff)

I’ve been under scrutiny (you handle it beautifully) (marjan and nancy are actors on the firefighter show austin 126. nancy may have a tiny baby crush)

everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it (post-canon, nancy thinks about moving on. it’s kind of terrifying.)

speed queen marj versus the big tortoise (a coda to 5x01 wherein nancy & marjan continue their banter and kiss a little bit. a secret relationship fic)

when we’re cheek to cheek, I feel it in my teeth (nancy & marjan go to the carnival together. tooth-rotting fluff.)

lucy tara & kate whistler (ncis: hawai’i):

the room is empty, and the window is open (a spiderwoman lucy au, the tumblr tag for the series is here)

february, the thirteenth (kacy celebrates valentines day early, as per lucy’s way of handling holidays)

blue scooby-doo fruit snacks and unrequited love, probably (high school au kacy flirting)

sit down, breathe, and just listen (post-3.04, kacy talks about marriage and promises)

in response, your glorious laughter (a snapshot of a sweet married kacy early morning)

hear the desert wind roll by (kacy first meeting cowboy au, pwp)

one single thread of gold tied me to you (kai buys lucy a virtual meet-and-greet with her celebrity crush, kate whistler. it turns out they may be a little more familiar with each other than lucy’s remembering.)

hen wilson & karen wilson (911 abc):

I did think, let’s go about this slowly (karen and her instinct to let insecurity drive her decision-making.)

I wanna get stuck in your head (some soft henren fluff about parenting, flirting, and finding the time to talk to your wife.)