#lmaooo who put that hair on that man

[strawberrymatchawhore]

baby

summary- babying your "tough" hubby rafe.. maybe some freakydeakyness at the end

note- this is the complete opposite of the rafe ive been writing about LMAOOO.. this man is SO BAD help me

it was 2am and you were in your bedroom scrolling on your phone, a random netflix show playing in the background. you've been waiting for your husband to get home for hours, being the wife to the chief of police did have its negatives. this was one of them.

you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and immediately turned off your phone, throwing the covers over yourself you pretend to be asleep. the door opens and you feel the weight of the bed shift.

"hey baby. sorry for getting home so late" rafe says giving your forehead a kiss, you jokingly ignore him.

"c'mon now i know youre awake.. get up and hold me." he begged tiredly, you couldnt help but giggle at how desperate he sounded.

"fine." you mumbled into the sheets but stayed in your position, he hugs you putting all of his weight on your body.

"okay okayy, i got it. now get off me you fatty." you whined, pushing his large frame off of you. you leaned against the bed frame and opened your arms, the both of you adjusting to a more comfortable position. which was the both of you propped up against a pillow.

"im so tired." he yawns into your chest, you played with his hair as the both of you stayed in silence.

"i know you are, you need a day off. youve been working too hard." validating him, his hand plays with the ribbon of your pajama shorts.

"see? youre still in your uniform, youre gonna make the bed dirty." you patted his back and drew circles on it.

"what, you want me take it off? if you wanted to see me naked you couldve asked sweetheart." he looked up at you and smirked. you glared at him, lightly slapping his arm.

"not what i meant.." you blushed.

"youre so cute you know that rafey, honestly when i look at you i just want to eat you." you confessed and massaged his temples, his face nuzzles into your chest even further. clearly he was blushing as well.

"i dont know how i got so lucky, im so glad i have a such a beautiful boy in my life. everything about you is just perfect." you cooed admiring his sculpted face, the way his plump lips curled into a smile.

"stopppp" he whined. you couldnt help but pull out your phone and take a picture. because if you didnt, who wouldve believe that your 6'2 husband loved to be babied like this? not like you were going to show anyone, its just for your eyes only. you wanted to cherish this moment forever.

"did you just take a picture?"

"let me see it." he shot up and reached for your phone. you put your phone under your pillow and laid on it, making sure he wasnt able to grab it. the two of you started play fighting.

"nooo please, you look so cute. let me keep it!!" you laughed, he started to tickle you. and you slowly started to fall off the bed. your legs wrapped around his waist and dragged him down, if you were gonna fall he was going to come down with you.

the laughing coming from you both died down and you looked up at him, what a funny position. you both were on the floor and he was in between your legs hovering over you.

rafe leaned downed and passionately kissed your lips, his hand starts to play with your shorts. you eventually pull away and slap his hand.

"nuh uh. go shower first. you stink." you got up to your feet then helped your boyfriend get up as well. you looked up at rafe with your head tilted, what was this man plotting?

"not unless you join me.. you cant say no" he quickly said and grabbed you by the waist. hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom.

"ahhh! rafe stop!!" you busted out laughing, kicking your feet as he practically dragged you to the shower. he put you down and turned on the warm water, it poured over you both. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"great now my clothes are all wet." you pouted crossing your arms over your now soaked tank top.

"more reason to take it off... lift your arms f'me"

[toji-sweetheart]

threesome with the pretty boys suguru & satoru (*^‿^*)

18+ only content - mdni

I've been thinking about this for such a long time and thought why not do it now with this lmaooo also I stopped this at 1.4k because I could've easily made this a 3k thingy lmaoo so maybe a part two?

tags: fem reader + explicit smut + alcohol but no one is under the influence + mmf threesome + satosugu + they're taller than you

"Her?" Satoru whispered in his husband's ear, his tongue flicking out to tease the lobe with a deep chuckle watching as obsidian eyes followed ocean-blue ones to see a group of women in the corner.

Suguru cocked an eyebrow and looked at Satoru. "The woman who is getting married tomorrow?" He asked nodding toward the sign that the white-haired man obviously missed who was intent on the mission to find someone for a wild night of fun.

Satoru's face deflated as he took a swig of his drink sweeping his eyes around the bar, there were a few contenders but when their boyfriend or husband came up it was a no-go until they saw you.

All alone while nursing a drink.

They both watched for a few moments trying to gather intel hoping that no one would bother you, when it was clear you didn't have a man or woman waiting Satoru was the first off his stool.

It was something they both talked about before.

They wanted something new, and fun, and it wasn't that their sex life was boring or anything, it was quite the opposite but lately they've both been wanting to feel and touch a real soft wet cunt, the porn videos nor did the fleshlight they took turns using did its job.

The smell of gyrating bodies wafted around you as you pressed yourself tighter against the bar edge hoping that no one would say anything about why you were alone, after a long day of work all you wanted was one drink before going home to take a bath.

However, it seemed that a few people weren't aware of how they were close to you when you backed up a bit to draw in a deep breath to steady your nerves from how your manager berated you earlier.

It was still fresh in your mind.

Your heels caught a crack in the floor and you were falling before you even knew it and braced yourself to land flat on your ass but instead, you were caught mid-air by a pair of strong arms that steadied you on your feet. "I know it's not hard to fall for me, but you should be more careful next time." A smooth voice came from above you.

Seeing a pair of eyes shining like neon lights inviting you in was stunning, to say the least. "Thank you, the crack in the floor got the best of me and I haven't even really drank my wine." You murmured.

His smile was easy-going and natural as he leaned against the bar. "When I see a pretty woman about to fall it's only the right thing to help her." He replied smoothly with a wink before ordering a drink.

Suguru slid up next to you completing the trio.

"My husband forgets that not everyone falls for him." He teased staring at the other man as your eyes shifted between the both of them while moving your weight on each foot nervously.

The last thing you wanted was to become between spouses and have to deal with that. "Oh, I fell before I even met him, don't worry."

Suguru took a sip from his drink and chuckled. "He does have that effect on people. We noticed that you were alone and wanted to come by and say hi, you looked a bit nervous." He noted with a head tilt as his eyes gazed down at you putting you at ease.

You weren't sure how long the three of you sat there at the bar talking while you sat perched between each man, Suguru was the touchy one, his hand on your knee and Satoru was the chatty one.

They both made you laugh and when they spoke your name it made you melt, and despite not wanting any company tonight you were sure glad they came over and Satoru caught you when he did.

"Work was hell, it always is really. My boss has a stick up her ass about everything and anything, it's annoying but it pays my bills and more, I get to travel the world so I suppose it's not that bad."

They listened intently while sharing silent looks having a private conversation without talking. "Where's the best place you visited?" Suguru asked curious about what your answer was.

"My bed." You replied with a soft giggle.

"How about you come and visit ours?" Satoru piped up with a smile as his hand rested on your other knee causing goosebumps to rise all along your arms and legs which only lit a fire deep in your belly.

Being caught between two sexy-as-sin men was not at the top of your list for tonight but it would be fun to let go and do something you've never thought you would do. "I think I'd like that, Toru."

"A nickname already?" He cooed, his cheeks tinting a cute pale pink as he glanced at Suguru who took your purse and hand as he led you out to their car helping you in the front seat while he took the driver.

Satoru leaned back spreading his long legs and feeling his cock twitch as your sweet perfume filled the cabin, cherries.

The car ride was silent, filled with tension as you wondered for a moment if this was a good idea, going home with two men you just met before but it was something your friends had told you to do.

"Go and get laid! You need a night for you!" They all told you in the breakroom gushing about their own sex stories after getting you to agree with a nod even though you hated the idea at first.

They both set the perfect trap to get you in their bed, with Suguru's soft kisses on your hand and Satoru's smooth teasing you were a puddle of goo even before they got you inside their house.

Pressed between the both of them, Satoru curled his long slender fingers around the bottom hem of your dress before tugging it slowly off your body. "You're so adorable when you look like that," Suguru murmured dipping his head down to press his lips against your ear.

"Like what?" Your voice trembled as you fisted his shirt sighing softly when Satoru trailed his fingers over the curve of your ass while his husband slipped his palm between your legs to cup your pussy.

"Like a lamb caught between two wolves." Suguru purred his mouth coming down to taste yours, his tongue licked into yours with expert strokes that had you weak in the knees as Satoru traced your curves.

Suguru's words made your bones rattle with a deep need to find out what more they can do to help you forget everything you need.

With your dress unzipped and pooled around your ankles, Satoru crouched behind you to nuzzle his face against your ass before biting the lace of your panties to tug them down to join your dress.

Neither man could care less to move from their spot as all three of you tangled together on the floor, both of them still dressed while you sat in Suguru's lap with your legs over his so he could keep them spread for his husband who lapped at your pussy softly.

Satoru wanted to taste you when he first saw you and his curiosity got the best of him with you presented like this in front of his face, it was an opportunity he couldn't turn down and when you moaned his name while watching him with Suguru his cock leaked more.

The front of his boxers was a mess as he splayed you open to kiss each inch of your slick pussy, the clear sap was sweet and Gojo grew drunk on the taste, like a sweet wine that made his head fuzzy.

"How does she taste?" Suguru rasped threading his fingers through his hair to tug him up before kissing him deeply, their tongues tangled together in an erotic show that you got a front seat to.

You whined wanting Satoru to go back down on you, your orgasm wasn't far away, and watching them make out only stoked that fire between your legs. "Please!" You begged looking at them.

Satoru chuckled and nipped his husband's bottom lip before kissing his way down your chest making sure to capture a nipple in his warm mouth until he reached your pussy that ached.

He thrust two fingers inside your silken walls feeling you clench tightly around him when his tongue swirled against the swollen bud that made your thighs tense and shiver. "Right there!" You moaned bucking your hips as Suguru tweaked your nipples.

Your climax hit you like fireworks.

It wasn't one that you gave yourself, instead, it was in the hands of another who knew all the right spots to stroke. Turns out all the videos and scouring the internet weren't for anything.

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[multi-kpop-fanfics]

Vodka Slime

pairing: alien!Seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: smut, mild comedy. minors dni.

warnings: monsterfucking, use of tentacles, dom!seungcheol, bratty reader, pussy slapping, bondage, implied size kink (reader is smaller than seungcheol), tummy bulge, squirting, masturbating, unprotected sex but reader is on the pill (pls stay safe), dirty talk, recording during sex (consensual but DON'T DO IT IRL), reader runs a nsfw twitter acc, alcohol consumption

word count: 2.7k

summary: picking up a hot guy from a bar to spend the night with was in your bucket list. him being an alien wasn't. not that you really complain.

Author's note: Spooky season is here and what better way to participate than a spooky smutty theme :) this was a request from Y anon!

p.s.: main inspiration for this fic was drawn by @meltwonu's Starlighter fic, it is a MUST read (like the rest of monster mash lmaooo)

taglist: @duhnova @smileysuh @gyuwoncheol (kindly suffer <3)

©multi-kpop-fanfics, 2023. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

You kinda wish you had stayed at home.

You thought it would be a good idea to dress up and go to a bar on your own to enjoy a cocktail, hoping for a stroke of luck - Alas, things don’t always go your way.

If you had stayed home, you would be in comfy clothes or maybe no clothes at all, thinking of which toy you want to fuck yourself with. 

You let out a huff and you take your cocktail in your hand, opting for a ‘random walk’ around the bar (you just want to spot a single guy who wouldn’t mind to get laid tonight), but as soon as you turn around, you collide with a very firm body and your cocktail ends up splashing all over your top.

“Fuck!” You gasp when the ice cold beverage hits your skin, desperately looking for napkins to clean up the newly made mess.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that!” He apologizes profusely as he asks for napkins from the bartender. “Here, these should help somehow.” He passes you the napkins and you accept them with a grumble, trying your best to clean up yourself.

“Is there anything I can do to make it up to you, miss?”

“You can only-” you almost snap at him but your words die down in your throat when you raise your head and take a good look at the unknown man.

And all you see is the stroke of luck you were wishing for all night long.

Semi-pulled back white hair, slightly messed up from the wind outside, a tight fitted shirt accentuating his toned pecs and a jawline sharp enough to cut through your clothes.

“Well…” You put down the used napkins, “I wouldn’t mind a refill of that cocktail I was drinking.”

The unknown man flashes a rather adorable gummy smile and effortlessly takes a couple of bills out of his wallet.

“That, I can definitely do.”

"So, a college student. That's pretty cool."

You almost snort in your drink. "Oh yeah, it's so cool to stress over random classes because the professor happens to be a dickhead." 

"Hey, don't downplay your achievements. It's not like everyone has the brains to attend college, you know." The man plays with the rim of his glass.

"It's actually funny how hard you're trying to get my attention, while you don't even know my name." You down your cocktail.

"And here I was wondering whether you'd bring it up or not." He chuckles. 

"Well? Are you satisfied now, mister I don't know-what-your-name-is?"

"Seungcheol. Choi Seungcheol."

"What?"

"That's my name, doll."

"Oh." You gulp down. "That's a very nice name you have there."

“So I’ve been told before.”

“By other girls, I suppose?”

“I’m not obligated to share this information, doll.”

“Suit yourself then.” You shrug and open your purse, taking out a small folded mirror to check your makeup.

“I’m impressed.” Seungcheol licks the corner of his mouth, “It’s the first time someone isn’t giving their attention to me.”

“You either have a bloated ego or you’re a desperate attention whore. Or both, I guess.” You sigh.

“And you have a pretty foul mouth for such a pretty face.”

“Cliché.”

“Did it work?”

“I’m not obligated to share this information, mister Choi.” You mimic his attitude.

“Are you even willing to share something with me, other than a drink?” He huffs.

“To be completely honest, I was hoping to come here and snatch a cutie back home to have fun with, but things are looking kinda grim.”

Seungcheol flashes a wide smirk. “What a wonderful coincidence, for our goals to be aligned tonight.”

“You’re here to hit it off with someone too?”

“Yeah. And to be fair, you’re looking way too hot and way too lonely to not get laid tonight.”

“Are you suggesting I should fuck you, Seungcheol?”

“I was planning on using more subtle words but I suppose this is also a way to approach things.”

You take a few seconds to yourself, pondering about Seungcheol’s proposal.

Cons - he’s a complete stranger and could be a murderer.

Pros - he’s fucking hot and you could get new content for your account.

“I have one question.”

“Fire away, doll.”

“You’re not some kind of crazy ass murderer, right?”

Seungcheol snorts. “Murderer? Nope."

He brings himself closer to you. "But the crazy ass depends on the context."

"I think we both know the context." You lick your lips.

"Then I hope you're into crazy stuff, doll."

Boy, he's in for a treat.

"That's a nice setup you have here."

"Thanks." You smile and take off your shoes.

"Are you a streamer?" 

"Hmm, not really."

"There's no shame in saying you're a camgirl." Seungcheol chuckles.

"I never said that and I definitely didn't try to hide it." You retort.

"Judging from the box of dildos being out in the open on your desk, I would agree to the latter."

"Do they make you feel uncomfortable, Seungcheol?"

"Not at all." He walks towards the desk and picks up a neon colored, tentacle shaped dildo. "Is this what you play with?"

You sit down on the bed and cross your legs sensually. "Got a problem with that?"

"Not really." Seungcheol drops the toy in the box. "It's a shame to play with fake stuff when you can have access to the real stuff."

You snort. "What, you're into that fake tentacles porn?" 

He flashes a smirk and removes his jacket and t-shirt, you let out a whistle at the sight of his naked torso. 

The excitement you had stored in your body evaporates within milliseconds when you see extra large sized tentacles coming out of Seungcheol's back, looming over him.

"Okay whoa, that is NOT what I was expecting!" 

"I know it's shocking, but I have zero intention to hurt you-"

You crawl away from him. "Your little friends don't seem to share the sentiment!" 

"I am the one who controls them, I can pull them back if you want me to."

"I- I just-"

"Look, I can just put my clothes back on and disappear from your apartment, like I never even existed in the first place."

"W-Wait! I, um-"

"Take your time, Y/N."

"Can you try not to put these things near my mouth please?"

"Since you asked so nicely, I have no choice but to comply."

Seungcheol crawls on the bed and cages you between his body and the mattress, peppering kisses across your jawline to make you feel more comfortable.

"Do you mind if I kiss you? I promise my lips are nothing like my tentacles."

"Oh my God, just shut up and kiss me!" You grab his face with your hands and smash your lips on his, slipping your tongue in his mouth, but it doesn't last for long, as he pulls away and pins your hands above your head.

"What got into you all of a sudden, doll?"

"Maybe I thought things over again and decided that fucking a hot guy with tentacles isn't a terrible idea." 

"I thought you weren't into that thing?"

"Half of my porn content is with tentacle dildos, please get real."

Seungcheol scoffs. "You little brat."

He lifts himself off you and with a tilt of his head, his tentacles wrap around your torso and legs, restricting you midair.

"You fucker! This is foul play!" You yelp.

He leans back on the headrest of the bed, looking at you with hungry eyes. "Everything is fair in war, love and sex, doll. I’m just spicing up things a little." 

Two more of his tentacles come up to your body, one ripping your top in half and the other flipping your skirt to reveal your bare pussy.

“Fuck you, I liked that top!”

“It was already ruined, sweetheart, don’t think too much of it. No underwear though? That's hot."

"It's called easy access, himbo."

Seungcheol clicks his tongue in annoyance and whips one of his tentacles over your pussy, making you whine.

"You're being a lil' smartass and it could get you in trouble, Y/N."

"Do your worst, Kraken."

The tentacle glides between your lips with the tip repeatedly nudging your clit when it suddenly whips your pussy again and you close your legs involuntarily.

"Ah ah ah, we're not having any of that." 

The tentacles tighten around your legs and keep them wide open, while the third one keeps rubbing your pussy slowly enough for the suckers to tease your sensitive parts.

"Ah! Fuck!" You moan when the slimy object slaps your cunt over and over again, your juices starting to drip on your asscheeks and all over the sheets.

"Drenched already? I haven't even fucked you yet, doll." Seungcheol chuckles as he strokes his cock, his pants discarded a long time ago.

"It's all f-fun and games when you're the o-one sitting on the bed!" You whine in defeat.

Your lips fall open when after a particular harsh slap, the tentacle effortlessly pushes into your entrance, turning around and rubbing your walls in an excruciatingly slow manner.

"Oh…my God…Fuck, that feels so fucking good."

Seungcheol raises his eyebrow. "You feel a tad bit loose, sweetheart." 

"And w-what about it?"

You nearly scream when another, thicker tentacle enters your pussy and thrusts harder than the other one. You feel your walls being stretched out, the foreign bodies in your hole proving to be bigger than the toys you use.

“Now it feels just right.” Seungcheol moans, as if it was his dick fucking you stupid. “Can’t wait to have you all wrapped around my cock, doll.”

“F-Fu- Cheol, I’m gonna cum!” You gasp when the tentacles pick up the pace and ram your cunt without mercy.

“Come on, doll, show me what this pussy is capable of.” Seungcheol grunts as he fists his cock harder to bring himself closer to his climax.

A sharp shriek erupts from your throat - you squirt all over your thighs and the slimy appendices, juices dripping down on the sheets and Seungcheol’s legs. His cock explodes all over his torso, streaks of thick white cum splashing on his skin.

The tentacles around your body relax just enough to let you plop down on the mattress, leaving your skin sticky and covered with a thin, slimy substance. He slowly retracts them altogether and they disappear from your field of view, as if they never existed in the first place.

“I can’t feel my legs.”

Seungcheol crawls on the mattress until he’s hovering above you. “That’s cute. But I’m afraid I’m not done with you yet, doll.”

Your eyes go wide when you notice the sheer size of his cock resting on top of your stomach and you’re pretty sure it’s way bigger than anything else you’ve taken before.

“There’s no fucking way that thing will fit in me!”

“That’s what you said about my tentacles, but you took them like a pro.”

“That’s different!” You protest.

“Different how?”

You purse your lips.

“Different how, Y/N?” Seungcheol slaps his cock between your legs and you whimper.

“It’s….so fucking big, Cheol….”

“Are you scared?”

“A little bit, yeah.”

“We can always take it slow, pretty girl. Are you on the pill?”

You nod your head slowly and hook your fingers around the elastic band of the skirt to take it off, but he stops you.

“The skirt stays on.”

“It could get in the way, though.”

“Pull it just enough to let your pussy show.”

“Wait, I’ve got an idea.” You say and point towards the video camera on the desk. “Can you grab it for me?”

“What do you have in mind, doll?”

“Since it might take some effort to make it fit…” You turn on the camera and hand it over to him, “Might as well show my followers how it’s done, right?”

Seungcheol flashes a dirty smirk before he points the camera to your pussy, his tip nudging your entrance. You wince a little when the bulbous head pushes into your hole, a strangled moan escaping from your mouth when you try to fit in more of his shaft.

“Easy now, I’m not going anywhere, doll.”

He swipes his free hand over his abs to pick up the cum that hasn’t dried yet and smears it all over his length, using it as lube.

“S-Stop teasing me…”

“‘M sorry doll, but I don't wanna rip your pretty pussy apart.”

“Fuck, I can take it, promise!” You arch your back and buck your hips in the air.

Seungcheol flattens his free hand over your stomach and pins you down. “You will take only what I wanna give you, sweetheart. Nothing more, nothing less.”

Your walls clench around his tip and he has the audacity to bring the camera closer to the spot you’re connected to each other, only to push his fat cock all the way to the base.

“Fuuuuuck, it’s huge…” Your eyes roll back and your pussy spasms like crazy, trying your best to accommodate his size.

“Good girl, I knew you’d take it all in.” Seungcheol rasps as he rubs his palm over the newly formed bulge in your tummy, “Such a tiny pussy yet you managed to fit all of it. I think you deserve a treat for this.”

His hand moves to your left hip and he starts thrusting inside you, setting a slow pace at first.

You moan loudly with each thrust he delivers and you slide one of your hands directly over the spot that bulges from his cock.

“Not so snarky now, are you?”

“M-More…”

“More what, doll? Use your big girl words.”

“M-More power, harder, please!” You beg between sobs.

“I was planning on dragging it out a bit more, but fuck, you’re gripping me like a vice and I can’t wait to blow my load in your pussy, doll.”

He pulls the camera a bit further away to get a full view of your and his lower half, ensuring none of your faces are visible in the video. He answers your pleas by fucking you harder and faster than his tentacles did and he can swear his sanity is starting to slip away.

“S-Shit, you’re- Fuck! It’s so good!” You scream and grip the sheets around you, your tits bouncing up and down.

“Mmmh, I’m about to cum, baby- Gonna take it all deep, will you?” Seungcheol moans above you, trying to keep the camera steady.

“Yes, yes yes, fuck me full with your load, daddy!” You cry out and your thighs shake as you cum around his cock, your wet walls rapidly clenching around his huge shaft.

“Fuuuck….” He delivers a few shallow thrusts before he buries himself to the hilt, blowing his thick load inside your pussy until a white ring of cum forms around his base. He doesn’t hesitate to take out his cock with an obscene pop and spurt the remnants of his orgasm over your pussy and your skirt.

“That…was fucking amazing.” Seungcheol taps his cock on your clit, chuckling when you bite your lips to suppress your moans.

“Close…the camera…” You mutter and he presses the button to stop the recording.

He puts the camera down and lays right next to you, ghosting his fingers over your abused cunt. 

“So? Do you think it was a waste of time to bring me back home?”

You grip his wrist and bring his hand in front of your face, licking his digits clean.

“Only an idiot would consider you a waste of time, Cheol.”

“Does that mean you’re down to exchange numbers?”

“Are you not-so-subtly asking for another time?” You rake your pointer finger across his chest.

“Perhaps I am,” he confirms, “Not to mention that one time isn’t anywhere near enough to show you what I can truly do with my tentacles.”

“One question - Do your tentacles spit stuff like in hentai?”

Seungcheol snorts and erupts into a laughing fit, to the point of tears.

You slap his arm. “What’s so funny?! I’m serious!”

“I know! It was still funny,” he wipes his tears away, “But I can’t answer your question yet.”

“And why is that?”

He smirks again.

“That would just spoil the fun for next time, doll.”

[jjunieworld]

Hii! You're my favorite writer on here, and I know you'll nail this idea I have bubbling in my smooth brain.

Hear me out, fun exciting dad Beomgyu. Like those dads that you leave them alone with the kids and it's like having another kid there. I trust you'll write something amazing with this 🫶

─── 𝓽𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭! ˋ🧾 ‎⸝⸝⸝

no because it would be soooo fun to actually witness like imagine you’re at some family get together where there’s a bunch of kids present and you leave your child alone with dad!beomgyu to go do something and come back to see him absolutely beefing with a bunch of five year olds over something so childish😭😭

it’s him and you cousin’s son in the middle of the yard, the boy near tears while your kid and beomgyu are pointing and laughing, looking like spitting imagine of each other. you sigh and go to ask what happened and the boy’s all like “he (pointing to beomgyu) won’t let me play on the swing set!!!” and you’re now scolding both your young child AND a grown ass adult lmao

or it’s like you go run some errands real quick and him and your daughter had the living room transformed into the most lavish looking dining room fit for royals that a five year old can achieve. they’re both fit in big tutus with crowns and everything ,,, “would you like some more tea, daddy?” “why yes, my darling child, i think i would!” while drinking from empty teacups

it’s never a dull moment with your little family, even if sometimes you get ganged up on by your kid and your very big (very adult) kid … and you wouldn’t wish for anything to be different because of how good of a father beomgyu is, like he just falls into the role so naturally. the kids want to play princesses?? put a bow in his hair and hand him a tutu. monster trucks and dinosaurs? he’s breaking out a godzilla and chasing them around the house. oh now one of them is crying? hugs and soothing words for all like he’d be so so good at it

[ kipo’s note . . . ] very passionate about this actually lmao i could ramble on forever about it and don’t even get me started on single dad!beomgyu with his kid around other kids… it’s all like “who the hell is that grown ass man sliding down the slides???” LMAOOO

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[libraryofloveletters]

Helping Hands

Ruben Dias x Fem!Reader

Warnings: ruben and reader have a kid! (he's 5), boy dad!ruben, most of the man city squad is in this (kalvin too even tho he's not here anymore lol), mr pep makes an appearance, birthday surprises (yes I know ruben's birthday isn't until may lol), sweetness all around, reader and the guys have a good relationship, one big family vibes.

Word Count: 1.9k

Author's Note: is it really a big shock that this one is for @themandaloriansdiaries - I only ever write ruben when she asks lmaooo.

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"Mama! Come on!" Chris, your son, tugged on your hand as you carried the bags.

Ruben's birthday was today and the two of you had gotten up to wish him happy birthday before he left, even making sure to make birthday pancakes - Chris's request, despite it being his father's birthday.

Your husband had gone in for training today and he wasn't aware that the two of you were coming with a special surprise for him. Once you're checked in at the front, Chris makes a beeline for the stairs, running up and straight to the office of none other than Pep.

You didn't get a chance to stop him before he opened the door, not bothering to knock as he knew he had Mr. Pep - his nickname for the man- wrapped around his finger.

"Chris!" The man smiled when he saw the little brown-haired boy running into his office. He picks him up, giving him a good squeeze before putting him down.

"Hi Mr. Pep! Do you have any candy?" The boy looks around, peeking into a bowl on the desk. "Check the drawer, kid." He retells him, walking over to hug you hello.

Chris had made himself comfortable in Pep's chair, munching on a Kit Kat while spinning around.

Pep's hand rests on your arm, smiling at you. "What brings you two in today?"

"Just setting up a few things for Ruben's birthday. Chris wanted to celebrate with him and the guys."

"Oh," Pep nods. "Do you need help? Do you want me to get some of the stuff to help you?"

"No no, that's okay. Don't disturb them, it's just hanging up a few balloons and a banner Chris made, we got it. Right buddy?"

Chris nods, giving you a thumbs up with sticky, chocolate covered fingers.

Pep laughs, walking over to wipe Chris's hands with a tissue. "Okay, let me know if you need anything."

You and Chris were off to the cafeteria, taking the long way around as you knew Ruben would be in the gym right now. Chris sits himself down by the window, looking out in the pitch as you unpack the stuff from the bags, passing the balloons to him to start blowing them up; it would keep him occupied for long enough that you could set up whatever else you needed too.

As you tried to unravel the banner Chris was making at home, you heard footsteps behind you and Chris got up, running over to whoever was over there. You turn to see John, balancing the cake in one hand and rubbing Chris's brown hair with the other hand.

"Hi uncle Johnny!" Chris smiled at the man, John smiled back at him. "Hi buddy, how are you?"

"Good! It's daddy's birthday today!"

John nods, "I know, I got the cake, see?" He bends down to show Chris the cake before taking it into the kitchen to put it in the fridge so it doesn't melt.

"Thank you for picking it up," you tell him when he comes back, Chris holding his hand and bringing him over to the table where he was sitting.

"Anytime."

"Help me blow up balloons, uncle Johnny!" Chris passes him a handful of balloons, sitting on his chair as he starts on his own.

Despite having to get to the gym, John sat with Chris and blew up all of the balloons. For every 6 balloons John blew up, Chris blew one. The boy passed the slobbered covered balloon to his uncle who happily tied it; even if he had to wipe his fingers off on his pants after each one.

Once they're done, John gets up. "I have to get to training, buddy. I'll be back at lunch time and I'll bring your dad with me, okay?"

"Okay!" Chris gave John a five high before turning his attention back to the balloons. You wave John off as you start to attempt to bundle the balloons together.

"Baby, why don't you finish up on your banner for daddy? The crayons are in the green bag over there." You nod towards the bag on the chair, Chris nods and walks over to get the crayons before sitting where you had spread out the banner.

You managed to get a few balloons bundled together before you started on the arch, your back was turned to the doorway and you hadn't heard anyone come in.

Kyle had seen Chris about to get up and signalled for him to stay sitting and to be quiet, pointing to you and motioning surprise with his hands. Chris got the just of it and nodded, his little hand covering his mouth to stop him from giggling.

The cold fingers pinch your shoulders, causing you to jump. "What the f- fudge!" You stopped mid swear, shouting before turning to see who it was. Both Kyle and Chris were giggling now, you smacked Kyle on the head with a balloon.

"You're so annoying, Kyle." Groaning, you turn your attention back to the balloon arch you were assembling. The man ignores your comment, making his way over to Chris at the table.

His arms on either side of Chris's chair as he stands behind him, his chin on the boy's head. "Whatcha working on, bud?"

"A banner for daddy! Look how cool my football is," he points towards the football he had drawn in the corner.

"That's really good, I couldn't even draw a circle." He laughed. "Who are these guys?" Kyle asks him, pointing out the few guys Chris had drawn around the ball.

"Well this one is Eddie," he points to the man by the net, wearing bright green. "This one is daddy, uncle Jack, uncle Johnny and this one is you, uncle walks." He points to the one on the left.

Kyle stifles a laugh. "Chris, why is my head so big?"

"Because mama said you have a big head." Chris shrugs, going back to working on his drawings.

The man looks over at you with a raised eyebrow, and you shrug just as Chris did. "It's true, now come be useful and hold this." You stuck the end of the arch out to Kyle, the man coming over to hold it as you filled in the extra balloons that needed to fit in.

He helps you get it up and over the window, along with the streamers before you thank him and climb down from the chair. When you turned around, you found more of the guys had come in as it was pretty close to lunch time.

Jack was sitting with Chris, the two of them chatting about some cartoon they both watch when Jack comes over while Kalvin helped to colour in the letters that Chris had traced.

Everything was coming together, all that needed to be done was put the banner up and get the cake out from the fridge. Erling had come in with Kevin and Kevin offered himself to get the cake as he knew Erling and Jack would probably start bickering about something as soon as he saw the taller man make a bee line for his friend.

Ederson and Stefan were the next two that came in. Erling and Stefan hung the banner up, Jack handing pieces of tape to Chris to stick on the banner. Ederson had Chris up on his shoulders so he could reach it and Rodri gave them thumbs up of approval, letting them know that the banner was hung straight.

Kevin sets the cake on the table, taking it out of the box while you search for the candles in the bag. "Oh crap, I forgot the candles at home."

"I think we have some from John and Kyle's birthday last week," Nathan tells you, walking over to the cabinet to search for them. He returns a moment later with a half pack of candles and a lighter.

Chris helps Nathan stick the candles into the cake; all 27 which is how old he was turning this year.

Everything was set, the rest of the players had come in and even pep had made his way down for the little celebration. All of you were by the window, waiting until you heard someone coming to light the candles.

The big banner above you read happy birthday daddy! in several different coloured crayons, all coloured in and out of the lines - depended on who coloured it.

You look at Chris, fixing his shirt as Ederson held him and you made sure he looked okay. You brushed away the cookie crumbs from earlier before looking around to make sure everyone was there. Jack, who was beside you, also had the same cookie crumbs on his shirt and you brushed those off too.

The sound of John's laughter came from the hallway, followed by the clicking of Bernardo's slides as he never wore them properly. That meant Ruben would be right behind them.

"What are you recording for?" You hear your husband's voice, one of his friend's had their phone out as they were coming in.

Bernardo and John push the double doors open, John stepping into the room to catch Ruben's reaction.

"Surprise!" Everyone shouts, the boys cheering, clapping and whistling for their friend.

Ruben stood there shocked, taking it all in. The handmade banner, streamers, balloons, the cake, all his teammates and most importantly, his wife and his son.

Ederson put Chris down, the little boy running to his dad who picks him up. "Do you like it?!" Chris practically shouts in his dad's ear. Ruben chuckles, nodding. "I love it, Chris. Thank you."

He gives him a hug, putting him down. "Do you like the banner? And the colours I picked?"

"You used all my favourites." He ruffles Chris's fluffy brown hair, identical to his own. Chris clapped, grinning at his father as he ran over to Jack. "Told you!" You hear Chris tell Jack, the two of them laughing.

You walk over to your husband, hugging him. "Surprise, baby."

Ruben kisses your head, "thank you, babe. You didn't have to do all this, you know."

"I know," you say. "I had some help." You nodded towards his teammates behind you.

Ruben leans down to kiss you, his hand on your jaw as he does. "Okay okay, break it up." Kevin calls for you two, "the candles are gonna melt."

You hold Ruben's hand, bringing him over to the table with the cake, Chris standing on the chair on the left to his dad and you're tucked under Ruben's arm on the right. All of his teammates on the other side of the table, John was still recording as Jack started the horribly off key rendition of happy birthday, which was being sung in at least 5 different languages at the moment.

Ruben pulls you and Chris with him, blowing out all 27 candles on the cake. "Happy birthday, babe." You kisses his cheek, Chris swiping some frosting and rubbing it on the other side of his dad's face.

[megumisgirl]

megumi boyfriend headcanons!

— when you guys first started dating, he was no where near the touchy-feely boyfriend. all you got were hugs, kisses on the forehead and sometimes, if you were lucky long deep passionate kisses that came out of nowhere. all in private of course, megumi likes to keep things that is between you guys between you guys, he doesn't tell gojo, yuuji, nobara, anyone.

— when you guys had your first fight, he was super furstrated. screamed a bit and let his hidden anger issues show (you can thank toji for that). in the spur of the moment, out of furstration and pent up sexual-anger he ran his hands through his hair, making you flinch. he immidietly stopped talking and just left the room. the topic you guys were fighting about wasn't cleared up, you both were obviously angry, and now with this, you both were going to have a conversation that none of you wanted.

— the next few days of the fight, megumi would try to talk to you but you would give him the silent treatment. it was a no-win situation, if you tell him you flinched for nothing, he'd feel horrible to even make you think that he was capable of hitting you. if you told him the real reason, a dark looming thought in your mind told you that maybe he wouldn't accept you for who you are. maybe he would leave you. people started to notice that you and megumi weren't together as much.

"meeeegumiiii" gojo cooed, making megumi roll his eyes, "did you and y/n have a fight? you can tell me. im basically your second father. not that im gay. i mean i could be, but like the sex-" "no." megumi stopped gojo, putting his hand in front of him, "we're not in a fight. and its a disagreement. we'll be fine." he'd already said too much for someone who says nothing. but he had too much in his mind, so the words just spilled out.

— after the intial conversation, at first, megumi didn't know how to comprehend what you just said to him. he never had to comfort someone and he was never comforted either, so he based himself on your position and did everything right. my man. he was sweet, gentle, and never judged you.

— megumi got comfortable with affection about seven-nine months into the relationship only because you were so touchy, other wise would've taken four years or smth. and his level of affection is holding-hands in public, and holding your hands above your head in private, if you catch my meaning...

— when he met your parents, he was PROPERRR. mans was dressed in a fucking suit, styled his hair right instead of the spikey usual hair, and showed the barest amount of physical affection to assure your parents their daughter is in the right hands.

— but when you met his, it was CHAOS lmaooo. toji was showing you all the embarassing baby pictures of megumi on purpose to embarass him. his step-wise called him embarassing nicknames like bubbles or pineapples or something and you couldnt believe why megumi was the way he was when they were like this.

truth be told, megumi was made for you (and me).

NSFW cannons.

— i said this once and i'll say it again. MEGUMI IS A ROUGH DOM!!! man-handles you every chance he gets, whether it's spreading your legs apart so roughly that there are bruises on his hands on your thighs, or flipping you over to pound you from behind. he will do it all.

— favourite position, anything where he can see you. missionary, to some extent matting press? he loves to see you squeeze your eyes, arch your bag and whine inconsistent pleas. he loves to see the full of personality character that he's so into just dissappear as he pounds into you mercilessly. the perfect smart girl becoming a bimbo that he loves to use and fuck.

— has a thing for eye-contact. BEFORE U THROW TOMATOS AT ME... LISTEN OKAY..1!!1!! when you're giving head, he grips your jaw so he can see your eyes as he fucks your mouth, tears streaming down your face, getting mixed with the tastes of his arousal. when its you recieving, he is adamant about eye-contact.

he has been inbetween your leg for hours, absolutely devouring you while making you watch. your eyes are sore, your legs are sore, everything is sore. you cant move an inch without feeling sensitive and your entire body just shakes as he laughs at you, looking at you with his blue eyes. "look at me." he said, the vibrations from his throat hitting your soaked cunt as you whimpered, opening your eyes just enough for new tears to leave your face. making a thin smirk place on his lips. his tounge circled your bud, making you shut your eyes again. "eye-contact, or this stops."

— dirty talker. and not just any dirty talker, the sweet praise ones. "my little slut," "taking me so well, baby. you're such a whore, but.. you're my whore," FHBYIEDWUSOKPX

— ending on a positive note, he's good at aftercare, too. after an intense session, he will draw you a bath and just sit on the edge of the tub, drawing mindless circles on your arm as you rest in the warm bath. ocasionally stealing kisses from you as he watched you take a bath. he's just... perfect.

[jennifer-jeong]

can we get a headcanon of the lads boys' (raf, Zayne & Xavier) reaction when MC bought her little sister that resembles a lot to her (MC) I'm dying for some fluffs here where the boys interact with a kid 😂🥰

HI ANON SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG JFDKLA;JFDLSA; THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR ASKK it’s so fluffy and funny heheh I had fun with this one

NOTE that reader’s sister is around 12 years old in this

Fluff + Crack | F!Reader Little Sister?

CONTENT Fluff, crack, shitposting LOL, implied feminine reader

WORD COUNT: 1342

RAFAYEL

Your sister definitely bullies him at first just like you do (LMAO) and he will pout and turn away in annoyance and she’ll do the same but then you’ll look away for 2 seconds and they’ll be best friends.

At first when you invite Rafayel over, your sister is probably a bit scared, hiding behind you holding onto you. He probably comments on how she’s kind of your “mini-me” and your sister hits him with the “I’m not mini!” and he’ll reply “well you look pretty mini to me.” Then she’ll kick him in the shins (not too hard just a warning kick). He’ll gasp and then dramatically cross his arms, turning away while pouting, she’ll do the same. Of course you’re just giggling at the antics not helping because you know they’ll get along quickly.

“Okay okay you two, go play some games while I finish making dinner for everyone,” you mediate before heading off to the kitchen. So the two stand there for a second before side eyeing each other and scrambling to the TV to see who is the champion at Mario Kart because that is extremely important information. Of course you can hear their screaming and laughter from the kitchen: “WHY DID YOU THROW THAT BANANA AT ME” you hear Rafayel scream, “IT’S YOUR FAULT FOR BEING THERE” you hear your sister reply.

Rafayel definitely yells as if he’s actually driving a car so if he crashes he’ll actually act like he crashed and it makes your sister laugh until her cheeks hurt.

Later on you find out Rafayel placed 6th out of 12 and your sister smoked him for 1st place LMAOOO. They tell you some of the funny moments and it’s all filled with laughter and a bit of banter but they’re practically best friends at this point. You even join them for a few games after dinner and it’s hilarious.

From then on, there isn’t a single moment where your sister isn’t braiding his hair/putting it in pigtails, putting clips on his bangs, play fighting with him, or just having fun with him.

ZAYNE

Basically your sister is dead terrified of him when she first sees him but since Zayne is surprisingly good with all patients, kids included, he’s actually very good with your sister as well.

When you bring your sister to your shared apartment with Zayne, her eyes are literally wide open with fear upon seeing him and when you tell her to come inside, she shakes her head. So you tell her “aw are you scared of him?? He’s harmless, look he’ll even do a dance.” So Zayne looks at you, still deadpan, looks back at your sister, and shimmy’s his arms back and forth a bit. That man is STIFF doing this move but at least he tried.

Her fear hasn’t quite gone away at this point but now it’s just confused fear?? But she agrees to come inside. You walk off to go make dinner and tell them to start a puzzle together and you’ll all finish it after dinner, comforting your sister and reassuring her that Zayne is very sweet. She sits down in the living room with him and they dump the pieces out.

Zayne pauses, staring at the puzzle pieces before asking your sister “what do you call a dancing puzzle?” and she is mildly mortified before actually thinking about the question. She responds “I don’t know, what is it called?” and he, fully deadpan, replies “a jiggy-saw.” Something about the way this stoic man said “jiggy” was just absolutely hilarious despite the awful pun and your sister lets out a snort and Zayne gives a short chuckle. He suggests they begin on the puzzle and they start chatting to get to know each other, occasionally stopping to make fun of some of the funny looking puzzle pieces.

When you call them over for dinner, Zayne holds out his hand for a high five and your sister excitedly obliges before “racing” him to the table, to which he of course loses. They then continue their yapping into dinner as your sister opens up more.

At the end of dinner Zayne has to offer your sister a classic doctor’s office candy and her face lights up, accepting it and running off. You all work on the puzzle and chat, your sister occasionally going over to you and Zayne to tie your hair into matching ponytails that make you look like unicorns with her pink scrunchies.

When it came time for your sister to leave however, she definitely clings onto Zayne’s leg telling him to not let them take her away. But Zayne of course knows how to handle this and says “hey, there will always be next time, and if you promise to be good, you can have two candies, one now, and one the next time we hangout, okay? I’ll even hold on to this scrunchie to remember,” and she agrees to the deal. Needless to say, they were besties now.

XAVIER

Your sister is probably very confused and kind of intimidated when she meets him and Xavier has no clue what to do but he’ll do something cool with his sword or light evol and she’ll never stop being amazed.

When you call Xavier to your apartment for dinner and to meet your sister, he did not expect you to have a tiny doppelganger. What YOU expected even less was for him to literally shake her hand and say “nice to meet you.” Like he fully pulled out the businessman handshake to greet her but she followed along and also hit him with the “nice to meet you too.” Then he walks in as if nothing happened while you and your sister just stand there, watching him walk away before looking at each other and giggling.

You tell them you’re going to finish making dinner and for them to watch a short movie or an episode of a show which they wait. Your sister, being your sister, of course suggests that they watch the new episode of Demon Slayer. Xavier is caught up because you suggested it to him and he agrees, saying he finds the fighting really cool. They watch a bit until the first fight scene and Xavier is like “yoooo check this out” and pulls out his wooden sword LMAO.

He does the same slashing move the character in the scene does and he even uses his light evol to make it look like he has the same powers. He looks back and your sister’s jaw is on the actual floor while he just stands there like the standing person emoji, not sure what to do next.

2 seconds later and he’s teaching her how to hold the sword properly and how to do some basic movements. Her eyes are full of sparkles and she finds him so freaking cool !!! He’s literally a demon slayer character!!!

Xavier of course sees another fight scene and copies a few of the movements. However, he’s too busy watching the screen to see what’s in front of him… Your vase of flowers now sits on the floor. Xavier and your sister literally get on the ground praising the heavens for the vase being plastic and not glass before laughing. Quickly they hear a “WHAT DID YOU KNOCK OVER” from the kitchen and they simultaneously yell “NOTHING” while both hitting the standing person emoji pose.

You put them in timeout together as a joke (you left them there for like 10 seconds and then you all laughed).

During dinner they caught you up on the episode and after eating you finished it together. You all talk about how good it was until you joke that you’ve become a demon yourself and they need to slay you !!! So Xavier and your sister tackle you while you all giggle.

From that day on, your sister never stops talking about how cool her bestie Xavier is and how she wants to train her “demon slaying skills” with him again.

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[txdxsh1]

THINGS THE HQ BOYS DO THAT MAKE YOU WANNA BANG YOUR HEAD AGAINST A WALL <3

matsukawa issei: tells you he WANTS you to go to places with him. none of that “you can come if you want” bullshit. it’s always “i want you to come :)” like it should be !! we love you issei.

suna rintaro: carries you with ease and makes sure you never feel insecure about your weight. you’re like “put me down, i’m too heavy :(” … looks at you with the the most blank, dead stare “dawg be so fr right now” and continues on with his day.

miya atsumu: you’ll literally just be breathing and this man will start pretending to use you as punching bag 😐 exactly like this. he is so obnoxious !!!!! but it’s a little funny not gonna lie

ushijima wakatoshi: moves your hair when it’s in your face and tucks it behind your ear nonchalantly and you’re literally loosing your mind. sometimes he’ll even throw in a forehead kiss afterwards. there’s something so intimate about this simple act and it makes me feral.

sakusa kiyoomi: likes leaning his head on your shoulder or head. as someone who doesn’t like showing affection in public, he does this to be a little closer without making it so obvious but also to show he’s comfortable :’)

kuroo tetsuro: after practice, you guys will go to either yours or his house and as a captain, this man is always exhausted. you’ll lay down and he’ll lay right on top of you with his head on your stomach. you always play with his hair and he falls asleep quietly whispering that he loves you more than anything.

authors note: me when i come back from another hiatus 🤭🤭 NO BUT IM LITERALLY SO SORRY GUYS senioritis is hitting y’all 😞 that shit it REAL ,,, anyway this is gonna perform so badly LMAOOO

[all444miles]

can you please do 42!miles with a baddie like a Megan type vibe? SHE HAS A PINK JEEP

💗💗💗💗

— SHE A BADDIE

— pairing: e42!miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: what its like for 42 miles to date a reader with a "baddie like megan" vibe. — a/n : i felt like i was a lil lazy writing this, sorry ! can yall tell i got excited abt the jeep n the attitude part.. its litch what kept me writing this whole thing 😭 also, a car creeper is those lil things u slide under to fix the underside of ur car — a/n 2: changed the way i start writin a jus a lil, petition for head over heels 42 miles supremacy !! + this was so fun.. like i was writing this n i was like "lemme be this when i grow up" LMAOOO so ty for the request anonnn, mwah and enjoy !!

MILES FALLS IN LOVE with you every second. like, honestly, just do anything, he's wrapped around your finger.

maybe he'll try and hide it, but you make him fold 24/7. you dont even have to do nothing.

it's just something about your energy, the way you dont give a damn about nothing, he just loves it. y'all are like beast boy and raven.

"mama, you killin' me right now." "hm? did i do somethin'?" "i love you so, so much. i swear, you make me weak." "aww, hun, I love you more." "yeah, keep dreamin'. now, lemme love on you."

hype man, hype man, HYPE MANN

when I say if you want to do anything he's here for it, he's here for it.

you wanna get your hair done? he's at your service.

you wanna go to the mall? he's already throwing you the keys to your jeep.

you wanna get your nails done? show him your options (he always likes the french tips, esp this.)

"Y'know Miles, i think this set ain't looking too good no more.." "You wanna get new nails?" "Mhm, wanna help me pick?" "'Course I do, let's see em."

does not care what you wear, he's always gonna say you look gorgeous. plus, he can fight. but, he's always got his hands on your waist. always.

you're your own girl, he knows that. he spoils you, yes, but he'll always let you do your own thing.

he can't explain it, but when you refer to him as "my man", or your anything, really, it does something to his heart.

yk when latto goes "ty to my man"? yeah, that's you.

"My nails? Yeah, my man helped me pick 'em."

you have attitude. Miles doesn't mind, he's a "yes ma'am" kind of guy, but if it's to him, hes gonna shut you down.

a lot of the times, you won't care, and it won't end in an argument, becuase he's still shutting you down regardless.

"Miles, you lost your shit or sum." "Amor, drop that tone f'me, aight?"

you are a party animal, and Miles? He'll just be in the back, watching you do your thing with your friends. If you ask him to dance with you though, he will for sure.

Will he throw money on you? Yes, yes he will. (Not sexual btw !)

Your jeep. He has his own car, but he honestly loves yours the best.

He helped you decorate it, all pretty and pink

He will happily get in your jeep while you blast Megan or Rihanna because c'mon now, who wouldnt?

I'm insistent he's good with mechanics, so he'll tune your car whenever you need him to, bryson tiller or tory lanez playing while he does so. (i'm losing my shit rn.)

"Cariño, ¿puedes pasarme esa llave inglesa? It's to ya left." (Baby, can you pass me that wrench?)

he'd say, sliding out from the car creeper under the hood of your pink jeep, sliding back in after you passed him the tool.

and after about 15 minutes, he'd come back out, putting a dirty cloth over his shoulder, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

its a sight to see: white tank top, slightly stained with grime from fixing your car; his favorite gold chain glistened in the sun, adorned with beaded glints of sweat from his neck.

"Aight, i think she's good, you can start her up if you wanna." "Yay! thank you for fixing my car, baby, I love youu."

you'd squeal, wrapping your arms around his neck to plant a kiss on his cheek, your pink tinted lip gloss staining his face.

"Ain't no problem princesa, I love you too."

© all444miles 2023. do not plagerize, copy, or repost my work in any way shape or form, without my permission.

likes, reblogs, comments and asks are always appreciated !

[rorichuu]

(never done this before so i apologize if its shite)

would it be possible for like tf2 medic or tf2 engie having a really scout-level stupid gender neutral s/o

one who wouldnt be paying attention to how asleep their foot it and ending up spraining it and then acting like ot was the floors fault

or whod do a backflip off stairs for gum off the ceiling and half a penny

and them like crawling back to their intelligent boyfriend like they just ran head first into an electric fence

(sorry if this was done before lmao)

relationships for dummies — engineer/medic x gn!reader

pairing: engineer/medic x gn!reader (separate)

authors note: THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE LMAOOO this was a remarkable ask thank you so much for sending this in anon - hope you like it :D

disclaimer: none!

MEDIC:

no one knows how you two got together

like nobody knows

some theorize but no one has gotten a definitive answer

but the real reason was that he just loved how absolutely unhinged you were

like you had NO fear to do the things you did

he. fucking. LOVED THAT.

studies you like you're a creature in a jar

medic isn't so much of a worrier, not like engie is

if you're hurt, he can patch you back up like it's no biggie 🙄🙄

and highkey just as chaotic as you are

so you guys are partners in MANY crimes

but he also finds it very humorous whenever you do pretty stupid stuff

if you sprained your ankle because your foot fell asleep, he'd sigh tbh

it's happened so many times

and he told you how to prevent that

so many times

but he's obviously more than willing to help you; he's your crutch when you need him

if y'all are on the battlefield, he's more than likely to be by your side throughout the entire fight

even more than heavy

most of the time, he's just trying to refrain from your usage of the respawn machine with the amount of times you've tripped or tried to perform some kinda stunt

used uber on you once

it was

interesting

obviously he was more than willing to use uber on you

he was so damn curious on how'd you boost and what you'd do

and the thrill of it all?? drunk off of it

he loves you very much

supporter in all of your idiocy!!!

ENGINEER:

i'll be honest

finds it more entertaining than anything

although, he sometimes... worries?

he remembers the time where you tried to slap a sticker on the ceiling and ended up tripping on the ladder scout was (so poorly supporting) and ended up face first with the floor...

medic helped retrieve your lost tooth

engineer kept asking if you were okay that day LMAOOO

but yeah, the dude worries for you sometimes - you can't just go around doing stunts without some fear of hurting yourself!

kind of a helicopter mom of some sorts

but when he isn't worrying about you, and you're doing harmless shit, he finds it HUMOROUS ASF

like when you decided to sit on your foot for too long and tried to walk and just fell

he was laughing and slapping his knee

the old man he is

he DID try and help you up but you fell over again and I swear to god you put the man into cardiac arrest

tries his very best to warn you or help you prevent idiotic acts like these

but he definitely isn't overbearing

he's more of a watch from afar with a beer in hand while he gives you a thumbs up while you nearly drown in a pool with your floaties

he's that kinda guy

and I stand by it

. . .

one time you successfully tried to jump an electric fence (with demo, heavy, and scout as witnesses)

and hey!!! you did it!!! ........on the 7th time!

you and scout are besties I don't make the rules

you guys literally feast off each other's energies

but anyway

you went running towards your boyfriend, calling his name as you stumbled into his workroom.

"Hey, honey bee! What's going- ... on?"

he tried.

he tried so hard not to laugh.

but your frizzy hair and disheveled clothes was too much not to marvel

"What'd you do this time?" He laughed as he was quick to smooth over your crazed hair.

loves you so much

his little firecracker

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[toji-sweetheart]

hi minx! 🖤 if you’re still accepting entries for your kick off event, i’d love to see something with draken or katsuki (you pick) saying no. 46.

“i’ll be good, i promise.”

18+ only content - mdni

hello, sweetpea! I wasn't sure how to put Draken in that but with Katsuki I had the perfect idea lmaooo I love them both so much! - kick-off event

tags: fem reader + a bit of smut but not graphic

Katsuki's brash nature was something you were used to, however, your parents were not. They didn't understand why you would be with someone so outspoken, but he was the voice you wished you had.

Your boyfriend didn't mind stepping on toes without thinking first and he was fire burning bright in your life, you love Katsuki Bakugo and all his sharp edges that have softened over time being with you.

The man who once was dubbed as the biggest asshole anyone had ever met was now a soft teddy bear, nearing his thirties Katsuki adored your softness and his own as well. It was something he embraced and turns out he enjoyed you being bossy in bed.

When you pushed him down on top of the soft mattress to ride his face into oblivion, falling head first into the pit of pleasure that his tongue brought you to, or when your fingers threaded through his blonde hair to tug his head back to nibble on his neck.

"Do we have to go?" Katsuki asked as he stood behind you, eyeing the way your dress clung to you like a second skin, the curve of your ass made his palms itch to grab and grope the soft flesh.

Your eyes met in the mirror as you turned to look at him and fix his tie before wrapping it around your fist to tug him closer for a kiss, his lips melded perfectly with yours. Katsuki wrapped you up in thick strong arms as he held you close while pecking your lips with a groan.

Hero Gala's are no fun to him.

They're stuffy, filled with people in tight clothes and talking about things he could answer in an interview or some other time. "Yes, you're in the top five, all of Japan looks up to you." You hummed.

Katsuki grumbled and slid one large palm to squeeze your ass before letting you go to grab your wallet while his ruby eyes followed you around the room then down the stairs and all the way to the limo where he opened the door for you wishing you both stayed home.

The idea of people around him pressing and probing made his skin tight with anger and an uncomfortableness that seemed to eat away at his nerves exposing them. "I love you, Kats, you look handsome."

"I love you too, my biggest fan." His voice was a throaty purr and his eyes crinkled with his teasing smile that had you rolling your eyes as you patted his knee letting him trail kisses up your neck.

When the limo pulled up to the curb you were met with bright flashing lights and screaming from the people on the sidelines watching as heroes made their way inside and when they saw Katsuki the whole place erupted followed by them chanting his name.

"See?" With your arm linked with his the both of you made it inside after Katsuki stopped to sign some merch and even a woman's shirt with a very faded picture of him on the front.

Time seemed to trickle by slowly which in turn irritated your boyfriend and when anyone spent more time looking at you than necessary he wanted to gouge their eyeballs out. "Last I checked your eyes weren't on your chest." He mumbled to himself.

You looked at him and pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek.

His patience was running thin and he began snapping at the waiters who came by. "You're acting out a bit." You reminded him in a soft tone as you guided him down a dim hallway to a deserted closet.

It was too dark to tell what was in it but you didn't care, and neither did Katsuki, his mouth found yours with no light needed, and his tongue tasted of sweet champagne tangled with yours.

His hands groped your back unable to help himself as the kissing grew more frantic, he needed somewhere to bury his irritation and your cunt seemed to be the best place to do so. "Ah, ah, ah." You tsked and unbuckled his belt slowly.

The sound filled the room as you nipped his bottom lip earning a growl. "I’ll be good, I promise." His words came out thick with desire and when you freed his aching cock, Katsuki hissed softly.

"I know you will be, if you can hold on for at least twenty more minutes when we get home I'll let you put me in whatever position you want." You whispered promising him the one thing wants.

Another growl gurgled low in his throat as you slowly pumped your fist up and down the length of his cock using the pre as a lube before pulling away to let him suck your fingers clean. "I'll see you out there."

The door clicked when you shut it and the only thing Katsuki could hear was your high heels clicking against the tile growing softer and softer until he heard the blood rushing in his ears.

feedback such as comments and reblogs are highly appreciated, those kind words mean a lot and encourage me to do more writing ♡

[luvvannie]

!? --- YOUR HUSBAND, FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

>> husband!fyodor x fem!reader (one use of 'princess,' and 'milaya,' but other than that, pretty gn!)

syn. a compilation of husband fyo headcannons :)

gen. fluffier than his hat

care.

i see a lot of people making him out to be so confident and MPH and although i am not here to undermine that thought (bc i am also horrendously in love w/ that possibility), i simply bring to the table SHY FYO !!!

like like like :(((((( him expressing his care for in like the most subtle ways,, like memorising your nap schedule and working around it for dates and outings AAAHH

and then ud be like 'but fyo isn't that time difficult for u??' and he'd respond 'but thats an hour after the time u wake up from ur nap in the evening so ull have enough time to get ready and pick ur outfit and do ur hair and ur makeup' AND THEN ULL BE LIKE 'AWWW FYOOOOO' and then he'll be so confused bc to him it's like how was that cute i was just being practical 🧍‍♂️

going off of the whole memorising things about you... i feel like he would just have your orders for whatever place written off on a little sticky note in the back of his mind... like he NAILS ur order without so much as a confirmation from you... it's like watching a well-oiled machine run tbh, 'one ___ but without the ___ and extra ___ and also a ___ in a meal with a ___. thank you." LIKE WOW!!! THATS UR MAN!!!

physical affection.

okay listen... still going with shy fyo but steering a little away because AFFECTIONATE FYO???? FYO WHO WILL RANDOMLY GRAB YOUR HAND OUT OF NOWHERE AND STROKE HIS THUMB OVER YOUR KNUCKLES, BEFORE TAKING YOUR HAND TO HIS LIPS AND KISSING EACH FINGER??? FYO WHO WILL WALK INTO THE ROOM, KISS YOUR TEMPLE AND TELL YOU HE LOVES YOU WHILE YOURE JUST MINDING YOUR OWN BUSINESS AND THEN WALK BACK OUT LIKE HIS BUSINESS WAS FINISHED???? FYO WHO WILL WALK UP BEHIND YOU WHILE YOU'RE COOKING OR DOING CHORES AND JUST BACKHUG YOU AND STAY LIKE THAT FOR THE NEXT HUNDRED BEATS???????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH

i think it definitely wldve taken a while for him to adjust tho. just imagining him at the very start of ur relationship when u both were just silly little college students and you would put your arms around him for a hug and he would just STIFFEN COMPLETELY and not know how to respond... BUT HE GOT THERE IN THE END OKAY!!

i think i may go as far as to argue that he will be the one initiating most of it now... although that's not to say you don't do any of it, because you most definitely do.

i think his favourite is your hugs :(( although i don't think he would ever say that outloud..

householding.

he doesn't like it when you do chores. like he REALLY REALLY doesn't like it...

when you first started living together (before marriage), and he would find you washing dishes, he would just silently come beside you and bump you out of the way and take over without a word LMAOOO

he has gotten more used to it however,, considering the fact that he, unfortunately for him, cannot princess you for every waking hour... he still doesn't love it though. he would much rather you sit there and look pretty and not raise a fingertip.

cooking is an exception though, because he likes doing it with you :((

BUT NO KNIVES AND ESPECIALLY NO CHEESE GRATERS AFTER THAT ONE TIME YOU ACCIDENTALLY CUT YOUR FINGER GRATING A CARROT...

you get to do the fun stuff though, like measuring the ingredients and mixing them all together. i really don't think he's that vocal though, he'll just kinda do him part and then nudge the bowl towards you silently like 'its ur turn do ur thing'

he loves that you're talking your ass of the entire time, something about it feels so endearing to him... the whole time he'll just be giving you small, half-sentences like...

'FYOOOO THE BATTER IS ON MY SHIRTTTTTT!!!'

'that's why i tried to roll up your sleeves earlier, darling...'

'ITS GOING TO STAIN!!!!!!!!!!'

'just... we can just wash it off...'

'HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEE!?!?!?!?!'

'uhm... you have something on the-'

'AAAAAAAAA ITS ON THE FRONT'

'i told you to wear an apron...'

healing.

when you're sick, he's gone complete caretaker mode... he will NOT allow you to get up from your resting space (whether it be the bed, or the sofa), NO MATTER WHAT THE CIRCUMSTANCES.

he'll cook you very good meals!! making sure they're healthy for you and also extremely tasty so that he can try to coax you back into your appetite and get you the nutrients you need to get better :(( carries you your meals on a little lap desk, and will spoon-feed you each bite until you've had enough, AND ONLY UNTIL YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH!

he's just overall very gentle with you :((

you've lost your appetite and can't have anymore than half of the portion he cooked for you?? 'it's alright love, i'll save it for later.'

your blocked nose is keeping you up and you haven't been able to sleep the entire night because of it?? 'oh, milaya, why didn't you tell me sooner?' before he gets you some nose drops and then rocks you to sleep in his arms.

you're sad because you can't go out for date night like the two of you planned for anymore?? THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN'T HAVE A GOOD NIGHT IN EACH OTHER'S COMPANY!! ITS GO FISH TIME!!!! (yes he will use his expensive playing cards to play go fish with you just to make you feel better he's THAT devoted)

de-stressing.

those nights when you're both stressed and tired and overstimulated out of your minds are strangely enough, your favourite nights, because you know that you'll be able to come home to your loving husband and disappear into his warmth...

you get home a little earlier than he does, so you take the opportunity to warm the bed, as you wait for him to arrive with your mandatory de-stress-cuddles, and before you know it, you're drifting off...

until you're awoken again by the feel of the warm covers gliding against your skin, and the mattress shifting slightly beneath you, opening your eyes to see ITS YOUR PACKAGE!!! ITS HERE!!!!!

you both don't waste any time and practically envelope each other with warmth take a few moments to situate yourselves, mumbling a few croaky 'i love you's before completely falling asleep.

you'll pay for sleeping in your uncomfortable work clothes when the two of you wake up again around three in the morning and decide to FINALLY shower... and then go back to bed.

a/n. hehe first post on this acc yayayay!! hope these were good :)) i'm so inlove with him oh my lord... N E WAYS REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED !!!

[11queensupreme11]

Why does Muzan from kny give off vibe that he could be a child of Beelzebub and Percy? And he's so messed up because Beelzebub isn't a good dad at all and he lowkey hates his kid cause he doesn't look like Percy (I remember you said something about Beelzebub would want their kids to inherit Percy's features and is capable of experimenting on his own kids if they don't come out the way he wants ) and Muzan like his grandpa (Ror Poseidon ) is obsessed with perfection the only person he sees as the definition of that is his mother ( Percy ) he would be the one who would fall in love with his own mother and try to kill Beelzebub because he's taken her attention away from him I could just see this man be so obsessed with his mother and to Percy he's probably the perfect kid in her eves (because he actually behaves around her ) but man evervone is all like "THAT FUCKING DEMON CHILD!!!! Their worse nightmare a perfect combo of the tryna of the sea and the devil all in one

I could probablv see Poseidon like him if he wasn't in love with his own daughter as well but Poseidon lowkey also doesn't like the fact that he doesn't look like Percy so yeah Muzan is out here suffering just because he looks nothing like his mom and inherited all his dad's features

He wouldn't even blame Percy ( ofc no how could he? His mother is perfect) IT WAS HIS FATHERS FAULT that man couldn't do anything right and make him look like his mother!

You can’t tell me that don’t give off the father and son Vibes 💀

omg valkyraeblack hiiiiii 🥺💖💖💖💖

and also.... this entire ask just put visions in my head dfjhvbjhc THIS IS ACTUALLY SO GOOD?

MUZAN GENUINELY LOOKS LIKE THE PERFECT BEELCY CHILD LMAOOO

he's got the pitch black hair from both parents (maybe he can inherit percy's wavy hair texture??? idk), his daddy's red eyes, his grandpa's obsession with perfection, and his mommy's 'mama's boy' attitude (cuz percy is definitely a mama's girl lol)

this is actually such a nightmare combination for everyone lmao. beelzebub's and poseidon's personalities combined into one angry beelcy baby, everyone would be HORRIFIED and rightfully so aside from percy who genuinely loves her son 😂😂😂

and if he started showing signs of being in love with his mom, percy'd probably be like "maybe we should all attend some family therapy! 🤗" while dying on the inside 💀

(also are you planning on watching the kny movie next year? i'm planning on watching it and i cant wait!!!!)

[nothers]

OPPOSITES ATTRACT

lmaooo this is kinda corny but i was bored at 2 ina morning and missed my man! , kinda long idk how many words, not proofread, nothing crazy js people confessing,, live laugh love Yuuta🌝🩷🫶🏾

dating YUUTA OKKOSTU who was so shy at first when you two met each other. a stuttering mess who was putty in your hands over simply holding hands. Maki, Panda, and Inumaki are constantly getting on his case about his obvious crush on you!..

“just tell her,” Maki said. “this is getting hard to watch,” she continued. Inumaki and Panda nodding in unison. “there’s no way she’d like me back. she’s way outta my league..,” Yuuta replied. “LETS PLAY MATCH MAKER!” Panda yelled. “well i think she knows our plan now with your loud ass hollering!” maki responded back. they all turned to you who was sitting in the sparing area with your legs crossed messing with what little flowers were left after accidentally stepping on them during training. your hair framing your face perfectly. your skin shining under the afternoon sunlight making you look surreal. you were perfect, everything he needs. a beautiful smile and soul to pair with it. your uniform hugging your body so well it wouldn’t take much for Yuuta to imagine you without it on. a light hand on his shoulder snapped him outta his trance. “fish flakes.” Inumaki, Yuutas Best-est friend even if he couldn’t quite understand him yet. Yuuta could hear Maki and panda laughing at him, realizing they caught him. “while you two are laughing how are we even going to play this stupid game!” Yuuta exclaimed with embarrassment in his tone. the pair stopped laughing and seemed to ponder. “one of us could ask her what her type is,” maki said. silence engulfed the group as six pairs of eyes stared at Maki. “what?” she asked. “well..,” panda started, “you’re the only other female here so it’s best you ask her,” panda finished. “ugh, fine, you’re lucky i actually want to see how this ends between them,” maki responded. the group decided to start the game once sparing was over, free time.

putting your training weapon back in its spot you turn to see maki standing behind you. you flinch slightly, “maki! don’t stand behind people like that! that’s creepy!” you exclaim clutching a hand to your chest in an effort to slow your racing heart. maki sighs softly, muttering an apology. “wanna hang out for a bit? i wanna get to know you since you’re new here.” Maki says, quickly starting a new convo. “yea, of course!” you say. as you and maki walk out of the weapon room the convo starts out smoothly, asking each other what your favorite foods are, favorite colors, and how you both ended up at jujustu high. you two get along pretty well! you and maki clicked instantly, finding that each other liked similar things. making it to a small clearing you two continue chatting away. almost forgetting to ask the most important question of all, “what’s your type?”, maki asks. “hmm.. my type..,” you say in thought. “maybe someone who’s nice to others but is even nicer to me, if you understand..” you say with hesitation. Maki raises an eyebrow. “like someone who treats me differently from others i mean!” you say quickly in hopes of not seeming weird in front of your new friend. “i knew what you meant, i was just messing with ya.” maki laughs. “ugh! not funny..,” you pout, embarrassment fading. “i meant it as i wanna be someone’s special someone.. i want someone to obsess over me and actually want me,” you say with a semi - sad expression. your mind filling with your ex relationships. they all wanted what was in between your thighs, they never really wanted YOU. “maki stares at your side profile for a moment before looking forward and speaking “ i get it. i used to wish for that as well.” you glance at her “really? what’s your type then?,” you say. “someone to stay with me until the very end.” Maki responds. you two sit in comfortable silence for a bit. “black hair,” you say quietly. maki looks at you again. “black hair and a cute face,” you say with a cheeky smile in her direction. maki returns a small smile back in your direction.

this game of match maker is already half way done.

Panda and Inumaki crowded around Yuuta who was sitting on his bed in his dorm. Yuuta ranted on and on about everything he adored about you. your eyes, the way your nose crinkles when you smell something good or when you’re about to sneeze. the way you style your hair or the days you wrap your hair in a scarf to protect it from the rain that’s coming sometime that day. the way you dress. your style is hypnotic, everything you wear you look absolutely stunning in. even your footwear, keeping up with the best shoe brands. don’t even get him started on the way you always seem to bump into everyone you chat with, arms accidentally knocking against one another’s, shoulders touching as you two walk together. your perfume.. it’s intoxicating. it’s like he gets sucked into cloud 9 every time he’s with you; and he wouldn’t have it any other way. this went on for a while. panda listening intently while inumaki was nodding off. everyone jumping slightly at a sudden knock on the door. Yuuta gets up and opens the door to maki standing there. ”maki, how’d it go?” Yuuta asks as he steps to the side to let maki walk in. “it went well, i suppose. we have more in common than i thought.” Maki responds. “what’d she say about Yuutaaaa,” panda sings. “even tho there’s only one person here she could’ve been talking about,” maki starts, looking at yuuta, “she says that her type is dark hair and a cute face,” maki finishes. “tuna mayo” inumaki retorts “i know! you might have a chance after all yuuta,” panda exclaims. Maki holds a finger out towards the group “she also said that she wants to be with someone who will actually want her and obsess over her, someone who actually loves her,” maki says. she turns to yuuta again “if you end up going out with her and you end up hurting her i’ll kill you with my bare hands,” she finishes with in an angry tone. “i do! i’ve been telling panda and inumaki how much i love her this entire time!,” Yuuta exclaims. “salmon,” inumaki says in an exhausted tone. maki huffs.

the next training day rolls around after a 2 day break. you and maki have gotten closer over that time. you two hung out the entire time, watching movies, gossiping, and looking at hot guys on instagram. even doing errands together! you two were almost inseparable. even going as far as to try to get paired to spar together, but gojo had other plans. “Panda and Maki, Yuuta and Y/N! inumaki you’ll stay with me and observe.” everyone nodded and headed to their weapon stations. you walked a little ways ahead of yuuta who seemed to drag his feet, yet you didn’t mind. that’s what he loved about you the most, you didn’t seem to mind most inconveniences in your life, believing it was simply life. making it to the weapon room before him you grab both of your weapons to make the trip quicker. “here,” you say in his direction, handing him his while reaching for your weapon which was oddly placed higher and in a different spot then were you last placed it. you feel him take his weapon out of your hand and see his arm extending past yours, reaching your weapon with ease and handing it to you. “thanks,” you say to him with a bright smile. Yuuta blushes heavily and mutters a small ‘you’re welcome’ before quickly turning and walking out of the room back to the field. you and yuuta’s sparring session went… okay, i guess? it took yuuta a while to adjust to your combat style, but every time he fumbled you extended a hand out at him with a smile on your face saying “let’s try again, yuuta!” as much as he wanted to give up, how can he deny you?

a few hours passes and everyone was beat. you and yuuta were the last ones to put your weapons back in their spots, leaving you two in the room alone. yuuta deciding there’s no other chance he’ll find you alone with out the other three, he goes for it. “y/n, can i ask you something,” yuuta says in a shaky tone. you turn to him eagerly “yea, of course! what’s up?” you respond turning towards him. Yuuta hesitates for a moment thinking carefully of what to say to not embarrass himself. “y/n, when i met you it was like i met another version of myself. you bring out a side in me i never thought would be found. you’ve.. changed my life for the better. you give me a reason to look forward to what the day brings. even rika likes you,” he laughs to himself. you get a bit nervous. is he saying what you think he is?.. “y/n.. you’re so perfect and you might even find me a creep and avoid me, but i like you. not even like, i love you y/n. i can’t keep these feelings to myself anymore,” he finishes looking down at the ground bracing for rejection.

“I like you too, Yuuta.”

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edit: i finally proofread this and the embarrassment was so bad .. how did i not notice the errors .. anyway though hope yall enjoyed 🌚🌚

[ovenbakedbones]

JASMINE!

chapter 1 !

pairing : mafia!yoongi x (eventual) str!pper!reader

genre : romance???? mystery? smut??

summary : yoongi cant help himself but investigate the mysterious girl who only sings one song a night at his friends strip club

note : this is my first fic and i havent really planned this?? hope its good tho lmaooo

thank you for all the likes and the reblogs <3

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chapter 1 :

taking another puff of his cigarette, yoongi ignores the calls and texts that flood his phone from his right hand man, Kim Namjoon. he’s late to a meeting and he knows it, he just doesn’t care. he’s tired. he’s been working non-stop for the past few weeks and he needs a stress relief.

the white lotus.

yoongi is not usually a fan of strip clubs. he doesnt need to pay for a woman’s attention, it comes naturally to him. but his close childhood friend, Kim Seokjin, who is a bartender there, has been talking non-stop about how high-end the girls are and how classy the place is compared to your usual run-of-the-mill strip club. so here he is, stood outside of a small building disguised as a restaurant with a small sign that reads ‘the white lotus’

he puts out his cigarette and sighs, running his hand over his slicked back hair and straightening his suit jacket before entering the dingy, dark building. he walks confidently to the back of the ‘restaurant’ and nods at the security who recognises him immediately as Agust D, one of korea’s highest ranking mafia members. the security opens the door behind him without question and bows as yoongi walks in and heads down the stairs. he hears the quiet hum of slow and sensual music and the bright overhead lights begin to dim down and change to red and purple hues.

when he reaches the bottom of the stairs, yoongi is greeted with the sight of of luxurious couches and chairs surrounding strip poles and stages where businessmen drooled over the girls who danced in front of them, throwing their cash at the stage without a second thought. yoongi walked straight past them and further into the club, also ignoring the lap dances and private rooms that no doubt cost a fortune. he ignores the men and women that smile prettily at him, attempting to entice him into paying for their company and failing completely. yoongi doesn’t stop walking until he reaches the bar that was almost completely empty.

seokjin sees him immediately and comes to greet him.

“you know, most people don’t come to a strip club to sit at the bar”

yoongi rolls his eyes and says simply “whiskey, no ice.”

seokjin smirks and puts his drink down in front of him, which yoongi takes immediately.

“don’t you have a meeting to be in right now?” seokjin asks while cleaning some left over glasses.

“needed a break, namjoon’s been on my ass ever since last months raid” yoongi says gruffly, downing the rest of the whiskey before pushing the glass back at seokjin.

“i’ve been telling you for weeks that you needed a break, why now?” jin asks while refilling his drink.

before he can answer, a beautiful, blonde woman dressed in emerald green lingerie approaches the two, resting her manicured hand on yoongi’s bicep while smiling flirtatiously.

“seokjin, why haven’t you introduced me to your handsome friend?” she purrs, looking him up and down.

jin smirks, his eyes tracing her figure for a second too long “jen, meet my good friend, min yoongi”

yoongi turns his head to fully look at her, scoffing when her eyes flash in fear when she links his name to his signature scar.

“otherwise known as Agust D” seokjin finishes

yoongi is used to people fearing him, it just doesn’t surprise him anymore. most people in Korea know his name and has heard countless stories about what he’s done. everyone sees him as a villain, and hes fine with that. he used to like seeing the physical affect that he had on people when they recognised him. how their smiles drop, their eyes widen and their hands start to shake. now he’s just bored of it.

she’s pretty though. she’ll have to do.

“come on then” he sighs and starts to walk towards a private room, he doesn’t bother turning around, he knows she’s following.

the other thing Agust D is known for is being incredibly hot, and he knows it.

before he reaches the private room, the music in the club changes abruptly and he notices how the men immediately turn their attention from the beautiful women in front of them to the unused stage, that was now lit up.

“whats going on there?” he asks jen, not tearing his eyes away from the stage lit up in red, a now visible silhouette of a woman in the centre which made the customers cheer excitedly.

“jasmine’s about to perform” jen smirks and gestures towards an empty chair in the centre of the room. “you might want to watch this”

yoongi narrows his eyes and sits in the chair, noticing how even seokjin and the rest of the staff stop what theyre doing to watch the show.

you stand by the microphone as the lights brighten and reveal you to the audience. wearing a long black dress that enhances your figure and the signature red lipstick that paints your lips, you seductively glance over the crowd. it’s mostly the usuals that come to hear you sing so you dont bother to make eye contact with anyone for too long so you stare at the back of the room as the music starts to play.

one of the girls - the weeknd ft jennie + lily rose depp

lock me up and throw away the key

he knows how to get the best out of me

im no force for the world to see

trade my whole life just to be

yoongi is entranced. along with the rest of the crowd. he’s certain no one notices the 2 dancers on poles that are on either side of you, why would they? you’re too captivating. its not often you see a fully clothed woman in a strip club, but your aura was enough to reel everyone in. the club chatter had stopped completely as your melodious voice filled the room and yoongi couldn’t focus on anything but you.

give me tough love

leave me with nothing when i come down

my kinda love

push me and choke me til i pass out

he watches as your hands slowly snake up the microphone and run down your body, briefly touching your neck before releasing and looking out at the crowd again.

yoongi swears his heart stops when your eyes meet his. you seem amused at how star struck he no doubt looks and you keep staring into his eyes as you continue to sing and smirk at him.

to you, you’re just harmlessly flirting with another business man, you can barely see his face, its just fun to see the effect that you have on men. it’s almost too easy.

push me down, hold me down

spit in my mouth while you turn me on

i wanna take your light inside

your gaze remains stuck on him and yoongi is too entranced to feel smug that he has all of your attention while dozens of men beg for it. he tries not to blink, worried that you’ll look away if he takes his eyes off of you for even a second. luckily for him, you didn’t.

your eyes start to adjust to the light and you get a better look at the mysterious stranger who you’ve been eye-fucking. you can make out his slicked black hair and upturned eyes, his spread legs and his hands that are clasped together. yeah, he’s pretty hot. maybe you should have more fun with teasing him.

you lightly tilt your head and smirk as you narrow your eyes while your fingers twist around your hair, you completely ignore the men whose eyes rake over your body and focus on the stranger who couldn’t tear his gaze away from your eyes.

we don’t gotta be in love, no

i don’t gotta be the one, no

i just wanna be one of your girls tonight

we don’t gotta be in love, no

i don’t gotta be the one, no

i just wanna be one of your girls tonight

yoongi doesn’t bother to regain his composure. he doesn’t care that he’s one of the most intimidating men in korea. he doesn’t care that he can feel his phone vibrating in his jacket pocket. he doesn’t care that anyone in this club could recognise him and ruin his reputation. all that matters is that, in this moment, he has all of your attention. and he knows that he wants you. and what yoongi wants, yoongi gets.

top of the world but im still not free

its such a secret that i keep

until its gone i can never find peace

brace my whole life just to be

yoongi is sure he could listen to your voice for hours.

he’s never been so affected by a simple gaze before and it gives him a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he pushes it away so he can focus entirely on you.

the song begins to die down and cash is thrown onto the stage but yoongi still cant look away from you. you finally look away and with the dancers help, start collecting the heaps of money on the floor and tuck it into your stocking, an action that doesn’t go unnoticed by yoongi.

he waits for the next song to start but furrows his eyebrows when the lights turn off and you abruptly leave the stage, the crowd dispersing and the regular shitty club music starting up again.

yoongi decides that the only music he likes now is what he hears from you.

he stands up quickly and makes his way to the bar as quickly as he can.

“aren’t you joining me in the private room?” jen tilts her head at him and places her hand on his arm once again

“fuck off” he grunts and pulls his arm away from her without looking, making a beeline for seokjin, who is currently talking to a customer.

“i want a room with her” he interrupts, glaring daggers at the customer who leaves immediately once recognising him.

“who? jen? she’s over there” seokjin shrugs

“not fucking jen. jasmine.”

seokjin smirks and gets yoongi another whiskey “sorry man, she doesn’t do that”

“i’ll pay extra” yoongi ignores the drink and stares down his friend who seems amused by this.

“trust me, many men have tried before. no matter how much you offer, she’ll decline”

yoongi scoffs and crosses his arms. “let me meet her. i’m sure she’ll change her mind”

jin sighs “i think she leaves out the back door when she’s done with her song, you can try that”

he turns around immediately, shoving past the men that were crowded around the stage which was now occupied by a dancer and pushes through a door that reads ‘backstage’

he ignores the dancers that tell him he isnt allowed to be there and he spots jen. “where’s the back door?” he asks abruptly, ignoring the looks that the dancers are giving him.

she raises an unimpressed eyebrow and nods towards a transparent door which he immediately pushes through, finding that it leads into a back alley.

he looks left and right, narrowing his eyes in an attempt to spot you, which proves useless. he sighs and leans against the wall, taking out a cigarette and lighting it when his phone begins to buzz yet again.

he takes a puff of his cigarette and picks up the call “namjoon, i dont give a fuck that i missed the meeting. i need you to find someone for me.”

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Here's a silly idea if you wanna try it, no pressure!

How do you think the bachelor's/bachelorette's world react to the Farmer casually mentioning a blue man who leaves notes for them around town as challenges who also keeps cameras around town to watch them?

They do not elaborate, the Farmer just moves on like they talked about the birds lmaooo

Oh, man. I found the idea itself so funny that inspiration immediately kicked my ass 🤣 There's already been more than one mention for Qi and about his weird obsession with Farmer, strange quests and, God forgive me, about "snake milk"... Sheesh 😅

Thank you so much for the ask! ☺️ (hope I translated this correctly. Or feel free to ask again!)

SDV bachelors/ettes react to Farmer, who casually mentioned Mr. Qi:

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"You gotta drink less so you don't see shit." It's unusual to hear Shane say that, but even he doesn't remember drinking so much that he saw some hallucinations like "blue men". He'd let Farmer's words pass his ears and now was beginning to wonder if he should let his dear niece near that weirdo. Challenges, cameras everywhere... yeah sure.

The doctor's instincts hit right away and Harvey will run after Farmer to see if they have a fever. Cameras in the whole Stardew Valley? Dangerous quests in Calico Dessert? Sorry Farmer, but Harvey won't believe it and will insist they go to the clinic for a check up, or at least rest at home. You can’t ignore rest, you know, because it affects both physical and mental health...

"So I'm not the only one who noticed it." Wait, what? How does Sebastian know? "Found a weird note with your name on it when I was in the mines." Hold on, what was a local emo doing in the mines? And why is his arm in bandages? "Hm, let't change the subject, we were talking about blue stranger, weren't we?" Wait a minute, Seb!

Alex probably won't even listen to what the Farmer is saying. "Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever you say, weirdo." The athlete may not be a genius, but even he can realize that there's no benefit to anyone putting cameras in Pelican Town for, like, what? Fun or whatever? To keep tabs on Farmer? That's stupid. Don't be stupid, Farmer.

"Wait, seriously? Yo, no kidding." With a lifestyle like Farmer's, Sam immediately believed in their words even without the details. However, the interest and desire to organize a quest with his friends to find the "secrets of the Valley" quickly faded away as the skateboarder's stomach rumbled. He would just forget the whole thing later.

Honestly, Elliott is completely confused. How should he react to what his friend Farmer has just said? The writer thinks it's complete nonsense, but because of his manners and his unwillingness to be confrontational or rude, Elliott will simply try to change the subject.

"Absurd", Abigail thought, but somehow the Farmer's words stuck in her mind. Considering that the purple-haired girl was just looking for an excuse to procrastinate duties, her ass began her own adventure of finding cameras. And she found one right away! And a strange note from someone named "Qi"! Wtf, hey Farmer, tell again about that weird blue dude!

"Ok, let's think: why would someone follow you around 24/7 and give you weird tasks?" For some reason, Maru was very much interested in Farmer's casually thrown words, trying to make sense of them. It's unclear, really, where this interest comes from, but maybe the young inventor wants to spend more time with Farmer. Even if the conversation is kinda strange.

Penny did her best to keep her smile from looking too forced. Wishing to remain polite and not to be rude, the red-haired teacher simply thanked Farmer for the conversation and went about her business, trying not to think too much about their words.

"The blue man? Oh, has Clint been drinking that Joja soda again?" No, Emily, that wasn't Clint, and he only turned blue once (and that was probably from worry, not from Joja cola). She would have forgotten about Farmer's words, but she also could swear that Sandy had once mentioned a similar person paying the rent in Oasis. Hmm, maybe Emily should ask again...

When Farmer told Haley about the strange blue man and other oddities, the blonde paused and wondered: if she should really have even listened to the words of a person who just a couple days ago had been rummaging through trash cans and eating raw seaweed? The answer was obvious, and Haley forgot about it as a misunderstanding.

Leah only shakes her head. "Whatever you say, Farmer." She doesn't want to be rude to them, but all this talk of cameras, dangerous quests, and a mysterious man hasn't impressed her one bit. If Farmer keeps this up - they'll always be considered a weirdo.