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yes-divine-ruler · 2 years

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Heyyaa!! I really love ur evan's fic and those amazing spicy smuts it's amazing hahaha i would like to make a smut drabble request about colin or kit maybee when they just got back from work and they had a hot steamy shower session together with y/n?? Im dying to read one atm HSJSJSJS thank youuu <333

Colin Zabel x Fem!Reader Smut - “You’re Perfect”

a/n: I’m am simping for Colin HARD rn I can’t deal

cw: vaginal sex in the shower, oral (m receiving), FLUFF at the end, not proofread </3

Taglist/ @v-love @evanpetersfav @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @quicksilversg1rl @dahmevan @charsdunkie @iruzias @alexxavicry @evanpetersluvr

(guys if you’ve changed ur user snd still wanna be on the taglist pls dm me, ive deleted most of the ones that don’t work)

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When Colin walked through the front door, he was greeted with the sound of water hitting the tiles in the ensuite bathroom. He'd had a long day on the job, the new case he'd been assigned occupying almost all of his thoughts. He'd barely had time to see you over the past couple of weeks, his time mainly dedicated to working overtime in the office.

He was tired, and feeling trapped, but the mere thought of you naked, with the warm water cascading down your body set him free.

He ran a hand over his face, ruffling his hair as he set down his laptop bag on the kitchen counter. He navigated over to your shared bathroom, kicking off his work shoes and unbuckling the belt that held up his slacks.

Working at the zipper, he tugged them down his legs. His button down was next to go, and soon, he was left standing in just his socks and boxers. He crept towards the bathroom door, heading the soft hum of your voice to a tune he wasn't familiar with. It was beautiful either way.

Pushing the door open, he stood on the other side of the shower curtain, taking off the remainder of his clothes and suddenly tugging it open.

Your heart jumped out of your chest, a scream leaving your lips at the sudden motion of the shower curtain. You watch in shock as Colin covers his mouth with his hands, trying to stifle a laugh.

"What the fuck Col!" You shriek, reaching forward to leave aight slap on his chest as he stepped over the hob and into the shower.

"Sorry baby," he breathed out, his arms instantly wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his chest. He was suddenly warmed by the shower, making all the tense muscles in his shoulders relax. You sighed and wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, resting your ear on his chest as you both stood under the soft persistent fall of the water.

"This is nice," you say, leaving a kiss on his bare chest, looking up at him through your dark lashes. You had really felt the weight of Colin not being around as often, and as a result, had missed him and his affection immensely.

"I've missed you," he murmured, not being able to contain his urge to kiss you anymore and closing the gap between your lips.

Your arms wrap around his neck, your fingers toying with the hairs that grew from his nape. He kissed you like it was your last day on earth, pushing you up against the shower wall with his body as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss.

He craved to feel you, after his long day, seeing the way your chest curved into your perfect breasts, beaded with drops of water and the way your ass jiggled from behind drove him absolutely crazy. He was so infatuated with you, and he was adamant to show you that.

Colin's tongue skimmed over your bottom lip, your stomach erupting into a swarm of butterflies as he entered your mouth, exploring every part of it. You moaned softly against his lips, suddenly feeling his engorged cock press up against your stomach. You could tell he was trying to build some kind of friction against you, grinding his hips slowly as his kisses got sloppier.

He pulled away, slightly out of breath. You smiled at him with a plan in mind, dropping to your knees in front of him and taking his throbbing cock in your hand, veiny and pink, you couldn't wait to take it in your mouth.

Looking up at Colin, you maintained eye contact, sliding your tongue over the slit, before taking the whole tip in your mouth. Colin let out a low moan, his fingers tangling in your hair as his bottom lip wedged between his perfect teeth. He looked so undeniably good, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, his torso flexed, his muscles prominent. You began to work your hand and your mouth in sync, up and down his hard length, pleasuring your boyfriend the best way you could with your mouth.

He marvelled at the way you looked beneath him, sucking in a deep breath as you took his whole length in your mouth. It hit the back of your throat, making you gag. He only liked that more, forcing your head to stay out with the push of his hands. Your eyes looked up at him in desperation to breathe, and just like that, he let you.

"You're such a good girl," Colin breathed out, helping you up with both his hands tucked under your armpits. He couldn't wait to bury his cock in the depths of your sopping cunt just to hear the pretty moans escape your lips.

"Col-" you whimpered, as he pushed your chest against the cold tile and spread your legs apart with his hands. He was never usually so rough, or dominant, but today he was feeling and acting different, maybe it was the stress he was feeling, but nothing had ever turned you on more.

Colin said nothing, running his wet fingers between your folds, just out of the water enough so your arousal wouldn't wash away. The pad of his thumb ran over your clit, making you shudder under his touch.

He was breathing heavy as he inserted two fingers into your dripping cunt. He rested his forehead on your shoulder blade as he worked them at a steady pace in and out of you, utterly captivated by how good you felt.

“So ready for me already,” Colin groaned between your small moans, as you arched your back and slid your wet cheeks across his erection. His fingers left you promptly, soon to be replaced with his cock.

He didn’t take a moment to let you adjust to his size, his hands on either side of your head as he pushed inside you, bottoming out almost immediately.

“Fuck!” He yelled, kissing your shoulder gently as you pulsed around him blissfully.

There was something about this position that had your legs already shaking under you, and you knew it wouldn’t take you long to cum. As Colin snapped his hips, he punctuated each thrust with a throaty groan, reaching around to slide his fingers back over your engorged clit. You could almost feel as the blood rushed to your centre.

“Just like that baby, oh my god,” you pined, hearing and feeling every slap of his groin against your backside.

His other hand held your hip in a tight grip, almost kneading the skin there as he picked up his already rampant pace, sending you over the edge. You gushed around him, moaning his name almost as loud as you could muster as he toyed with your sensitive bundle of nerves in a delicate pinch between his fingers through your sweet release.

“That’s it baby- oh fuck I’m cumming,” Colin groaned, both his hands tight on your hips as he pulled you up and down his length, rutting his length deep inside you. Sensitive, your eyes clenched tight, biting on your bottom lip and trying not to scream again.

He came shortly after, “oh fuck fuck fuck, holy shit”, releasing his load all the way inside you.

Colin pulled out, his cum trickling down your inner thighs and onto the tiled floor in an viscous mess. He turned you around, panting to try and gain his breath back as you glanced up at him, a satisfied and fucked out smile across your face.

“You take me so well,” Colin praised, brushing the back of his forefinger across your cheek before leaning down to capture your lips in another soft, more adoringly, kiss.

“Just what we needed,” you reply, holding his strong jaw between your hands and planting a kiss on the tip on his nose, almost right over his freckle.

You washed up, massaging Colin��s scalp as you washed his hair. He felt like he was in paradise, his eyes closing as he relaxed under your touch.

“I can stand here all night,” he murmured, as you rinsed his hair, turning off the running water shortly after.

“Dinner time Mr Zabel,” you teased, stepping out and wrapping a big fluffy towel around your body. Colin stared at you, totally infatuated with the woman you are as you held out a towel for him to step into. You always took such good care of him when he came home after a long day, he was nothing short of the luckiest man in the world.

“Did you cook?” He asked, but only politely, not expecting you to say yes. You nodded.

“Just before you came home, the chicken is in the oven just keeping warm,” you explained, and Colin had to resist the urge to punch the air in triumph.

“You’re perfect,” he cooed, wrapped his wet arms around you and showering your face in a multitude of kisses. You giggled, pushing him away playfully by the chest.

“I know I am,” you teased, drinking in the appearance of Colin’s toned chest, his towel hung loosely around his waist, his hair wet and spiked as he combed it in front of the mirror. You were so grateful to be with the sexiest, most hardworking, kindest man alive, and times like this only reminded you of that. Quality time.

“Good,” he replied, walking into your shared bedroom and changing into a pair of sweats.

“I think I might wanna go again later,” you suggested, his sweatpants hanging just as low as his towel had you feeling all hot again.

“Makes two of us,” he gave another kiss to your forehead, “I’ll go set out dinner, thank you for cooking, I was really craving your chicken.”

Nothing could make you more in love with this man, or make him more perfect.

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xtrafluffyteddy · 1 year

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hi are u by any chance accepting requests atm? if so could I pls request the monster boys comforting the reader after they have a panic attack? (I love ur monster boy series with billy, steve and eddie sm)

if you’re not accepting requests then feel free to ignore this :)

thanks in advance! have a nice day/noon/night <3

Gentle claws and sharp teeth

Demowerewolf!steve x mindflayer! Billy x demovampire! Eddie x reader

i hope this is okay im a bit rusty

Sorry for being gone so long

It started like any other day you'd climb your way out of the monster pile you had been squished or in the boys words "cuddled" into ,shuffle your way down the hall of the old rickety house yall had taken over as your own, step over a couple of old blood bags you had brought home from work for eddie to snack on and reach the kitchen to make yourself a nice hot cup of coffee.

That was until the phone rang, normally you didnt dread the phone ringing since it was usually just some telelmarketer or dustin calling to tell you how fun california is and how much he misses you and eddie and steve, but something about this phone call made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end and your breath come out in quick huffs. With shaking hands you reached for the reciever quickly picking it up crackling heard from the other end then the familiar sound of sinister laughing.

You couldnt believe it after all this time he had emerged, a million thoughts ran through your head 'what if they take the boys from you, what if the boys get trapped on the otherside, what if, what if, what if'

Before you knew it you had dropped the reciever with a loud clack the dial tone ringing out throught the house altering the sleeping men in the other room that you had left their grasp all three of them quickly rushing to check what the commotion was about.

What they found made their dull unbeating hearts break. There you were curled up in a ball hyperventilating and pulling at your hair eyes looking around wildly like someone would show up to grab you if you closed them for a second.

Steve was the first to make a slow approach towards you lowering himself to your level like you were a skittish animal slowly reaching out his hand placing it gently on your head causing your head to snap up. "S-s-steve" your voice cracked thick with emotion "shhhh its okay honey its okay" steve gently took you into his arms as eddie and billy made their way to either side of you placing gentle hands on your shoulders and cheeks "oh sweetheart" eddie rasped voice thick with sleep but also worry "what happened darling" billy murmured tracing small circles under your cheeks wiping away any stray tears.

You slowly started to snap out of the haze that clouded your mind your three monsters coming into view all of them wearing worried faces their hands anchoring you back to eart. '''m sorry" you mumbled sniffling once again only the boys to quickly shush you "no need to be sorry sweetheart you had us worried is all" eddie coos pressing a soft kiss to your inner wrist being mindful of his sharp teeth. "why dont we get you back to bed hm?' steve whispered standing up with you safely tucked into your arms. Eddie and Billy shared a knowing look quickly grabbing your favorite snacks and your long forgotten coffee following steve as the four of you disappear into the safety of yalls room away from Vecnas grasp and the threat of the upside down seeping your world again.

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie st4 #steve harrington x you #steve harrington stranger things #steve harrington imagine #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader #steve harrington x reader

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notetaeker · 2 years

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RAMADAN CHALLENGE 2023

INTRO:

After doing a ramadan challenge for 2 years so far and benefitting immensely from it, I thought I would post some questions this year! Everyone is welcome to join! Please also let me know if u have any suggestions / notice any mistakes ;_; this is my first time hosting a challenge

Just wanted to thank the anon who asked me abt this, and also @tranquilstudy and @caramelcuppaccino. Your challenges really were my main inspiration when I decided to do a challenge ~ thank uuuu and to @nuuralshams who gave me a lot of ideas for questions and was v excited abt it 💕

RULES:

Reblog this post to let me know you're in! (and to have as reference)

Pls use the tag '#RamadanChallenge2023'

I will be rb-ing every post I see in there (unless it's spam bots)

You can do a question per day or batch them together if you like

You can also do some questions out of order if you want (like answering the surah kahf question on a friday)

Feel free to skip any question or just post abt how ur ramadan went that day / what you ate for iftar / anything tbh

You are also welcome to start late (or early! If you want to use some of the questions as a countdown to Ramadan!)

I also included some Ramadan Prep questions + Eid post if you'd like! ( Very optional...)

I will be starting the challenge when I personally start Ramadan but if Ramadan starts a day earlier for you- you can just start then!

I added a bonus day in case Ramadan is 30 days lol but you can skip it if you want if Ramadan is only 29 days

I will try my best to queue your posts but knowing me I might just mass-reblog 🤡

Anyway Allahumma Balighna Ramadan!!! / Ramadan Mubarak !!!! (based on when you're reading this)

Let me know! If you want to be tagged / reminded when we start!

PREP QUESTIONS (Optional):

Prep day 1: One thing you're looking forward to the most this Ramadan Prep day 2: Do you plan on completing the Qur'an and if so, what's your plan? Are you going to start before Ramadan? Prep day 3: List one thing that would help future you get the most out of this Ramadan, and go do it now! (if possible)

RAMADAN QUESTIONS:

Day 1: What are your goals this Ramadan? Possible suggestions: 1 habit to build, 1 habit to break, and one accomplishment you hope to gain!

Day 2: Are you working/going to school during this month? What about in previous years? How does it affect your ramadan? How do you balance the two?

Day 3: What type of worship comes the easiest to you?

Day 4: Ramadan is the month of the qur'an. What is an ayah from the Qur'an that has changed your view of things or impacted you deeply?

Day 5: Share a memory of Ramadan from your childhood or when you first embraced Islam

Day 6: What are some Ramadan traditions you have, and what are some that you'd like to pass on to others?

Day 7: Best iftar item?

Day 8: What is a suhoor necessity to get you through the day?

Day 9: Share a hadith with us that you read today!

Day 10: First 10 days end today! Do you usually pray taraweeh? If you do then is it at home or at the masjid?

Day 11: How was Ramadan during the covid era? Has everything gone back to normal where you are? Anything you miss from back then?

Day 12: Most challenging thing about Ramadan and how do you try to overcome it?

Day 13: Have you ever completed the qur'an? Ever? What abt during Ramadan?

Day 14: Which story from surah kahf hits you hardest?

Day 15: Do you follow any Ramadan lecture series online? Any that you recommend?

Day 16: Best time to read qur'an during Ramadan? What about outside of Ramadan?

Day 17: What does your ideal Ramadan day look like? What about your Ramadan routine this year?

Day 18: the second 10 days is almost over! Have you ever experienced Ramadan burnout? Any tips to overcoming it?

Day 19: Who are you spending Ramadan with? Family? Roommates? Alone? What is 1 good thing about that arrangement?

Day 20: Have you ever done i'tikaf or qiyamul-layl in previous Ramadans? Are you doing any this time?

Day 21: Any feel-good dua acceptance stories to share? It could be your own story, a friend's, or even from a sheikh that you heard

Day 22: What is something you always miss about Ramadan when it's over? / What do you think you might miss this year?

Day 23: Are you making dua for anything specific? (Any dua you want us to make for you?)

Day 24: Share an Eid memory that sticks out to you! What kind of Eid traditions do you have?

Day 25: Who is a sahaba (companion of the prophet ﷺ) that you feel inspired by? Can you share the story that inspires you?

Day 26: Mention your favorite story about the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ, or which of his qualities you look up to the most

Day 27: Your Laylatul-Qadr worship routine! Dhikr? Dua? Salah? Tell us!

Day 28: Think over the last month and the Ramadan that you've spent. Is there something you wish you had spent more time on? There's still 1-2 days left! What's your plan?

Day 29: Ramadan is our honorable yearly guest who is now preparing to leave 💔 What are 3 gifts Ramadan is leaving for you as a parting gift until we meet it again (inshallah) next year. It could be habits

Day 30 / BONUS DAY: If you were given an extra day to live, what would you do on that day?

EID: Eid Mubarak! Post a 3x3 or a 3x2 photoset of your eid celebrations! (Optional)

#ramadanchallenge2023 #islamblr #muslimblr #ramadan #ramadan challenge #productivity challenge #qur'an #hadith #save

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inkykeiji · 10 months

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friends pls help me out!!! other than gojo, toji, naoya & sukuna, are there any other like super sexy men in jjk??? i am very much Not into geto. is there anyone i’m missing??? my mind is totally blanking here

i’m going back to work now but feel free to share ur thoughts with me!!! <3

#like anyone in the manga we haven’t seen in the anime yet that i might be forgetting?????#i feel like those are The Four for me #but you guys know me very well HAHAHA #so if there’s anyone i’m missing pls let me know!!#clari chatters

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 3 months

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ARRRIII PSPSPS (sorry, that was weird.) n e way SORRY BUT I FOUND THIS PICREW FROM A THREAD GOING AROUND MY DASH AND OHHH MYYY GOD. i just had to share with you... it has features of knights and ur knight!reader always has me in a chokehold. i was gonna send this off anon but i embarrass myself way too much already so pls forgive me :'3

(picrew): https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/2317684

(my version of it with knight!reader (or, me) i've played around too much with this and i need to satoru to do this with us neow.): https://cdn.picrew.me/shareImg/org/202405/2317684_b77URpli.png (hopefully it works :3)

🥺🥺🥺 HI ANON !!!!! NOT WEIRD AT ALLLLLL FEEL FREE TO PSPSPSP ME AS MUCH AS YOU WANT!!!!!!! thank you sm for thinking of me….. i did this picrew a while back but not with my silly little royals!!!!! this was a lot of fun :33

AND WAHHH . YOUR VERSION IS SOO STUNNING OH MY GOSH 🥺🥺🥺 the intimacy!!!!! the longing!!!!!! it’s so so pretty …. i love your prince!gojo design…… and knight!reader !!! our most beloved..

since you went with gojo, i decided to make one for my knight!sugu and royalty!reader !!! :3 they don’t have a canon design or anything like that, i just thought i’d give them red hair for the fox symbolism lmao . they’re very excited to kiss sugu :3 and he’s very indulgent . i think reader is a very energetic / clumsy kisser while sugu is a lot more slow and teasing. he likes seeing them pout <33

they mean the world to meeeeeee 🥺🥺🥺

#i need him . in other news #he’s not a very bloody knight ….#keeps clean #especially when he’s with them #all his scars are conveniently hidden away #it’s for appearance sake. he’s not afraid to get wild and gritty but only when there aren’t others around to see it #which is a big contrast to my knight!reader who literally Only cares what their prince thinks of them lmao #they’re more of a muddy knight type #ANYWAYY tysm anon 🥺 i love talking abt the silly little royals and their silly little knights….#ask tag ✩

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seiwas · 9 months

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sel sel sel!!! its been a while since i popped into ur ask box so i thought id thank u for ur rb on my gojo drabble here :3 i come w treats 🍵☕️🍩🍪🍰!!

but god sel u r. the sweetest in the universe i think?? i appreciate you so so much for working ur way through my masterlist 😥🥺 n taking the time to pick out lines and comment so thoughtfully on everything!! (pls dont feel pressured to keep going if its draining tho!!! just knowing that u enjoyed them makes me so happy!! <33) u always say the kindest things and u always Get it so well too… ur spoiling me w all ur bigbrained thoughts i love reading em sm <3

as always im so happy u enjoyed my characterization of our boy 🥺🥺 means sm coming from u!! i dont write for teen gojo v often but i see him and adult gojo as fairly different… to me teen gojo is in this state where hes detached, but still has some kind of hope that he can breach that distance and connect w others…. while adult gojo is totally resigned to the impossibility of anyone genuinely understand him </3 but thats also why i can see teen gojo having a crush and like. wanting to Act on it as opposed to adult gojo who feels one single ounce of intimacy and immediately backs off LMAO

im trying not to rant too much in ur ask box PHDJD but!! i rly do want u to know how grateful i am for u!!! knowing that u like my writing means the world to me 🥺😥 all ur comments r so thoughtful and u rly do always see exactly what im trying to do w certain lines n dynamics and its just :’3 yeah. im picking u up and spinning u around!!! i hope this week treats u w all the kindness that u deserve sel <333

ari omg?!!?! 🥺 YOU are so sweet coming in here, thanking me with this looooong and sweeeeet message 🥺

read ari’s drabble here

i am munching on all those treats 🥺 thank you so much 🥺🫶🏻

i am soooo far from completing your masterlist omg this is just the tip of the iceberg!! truly!!! i always save ur works for a time when i know i’ll be in the right headspace to read and process it 🥺 but!! i am always so excited and happy to leave my comments on your stuff!! i adore the way you write and characterise!! you deserve every bit of appreciation 🥺

YOU have a big brain pls. 😭 i agree that teen gojo varies so much from adult gojo & i think the turning point was probs suguru 😭 i love the hope you attach to gojo as a teen, how he still hopes for something amidst everything 🥺 it also just ACHES me to think that he’s turned a bit jaded as an adult and no longer thinks anyone will get him 😭

pls feel free to drop by w everything and all that you wanna share ari 🥺 i appreciate YOU so much for writing works like this, for also being so supportive of others’ stuff, for being sososo sweet 🥺 i hope u r getting all the love u deserve this week ily 🥺

#ari you are so sweet ily #ari.🦝#i am also half asleep responding to this so i have no idea what i just wrote #if i am incoherent im sk sorry #ask #rep #twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat

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softhairedhotch · 10 months

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HAHAHAHA NO WORRIES PLS TAKE UR TIME TO ANSWER MY ASKS!!!! hope u are had a good sleep n are taking care of urself 🫶🫶 and AWWW THANK U pleaseeeee i wish i really did actually Write Write 😪 i just have a very active imagination n too many thoughts...

BUTTT i have to admit.. i did come up with a male oc last time.. may have dumped many thoughts about him n aaron... the premise is that oc joined the BAU and somewhere along the line, aaron and him became FWBs 🤭🤭 n they text A LOT which forms the basis of their friendship n closeness.

i think some of these scenarios r SOOO FUNNY EMBARRASSING bc there's so many ways where i picture them getting close calls and ALMOST getting caught. like they're both super intelligent n responsible men but the moment they're insanely horny... their brains fly out the window 😭😭... but i'd say it'll be AGES before i ever publish something concrete bc i need to brush up my Descriptive writing skills first LMFAOOO (bc i'm more of an academic writer which just focuses on getting to the point so my vocabulary is like. Horrible.) but lmk if u ever wna hear any of them bc i'll be more than happy to share HEHEHE .

maybe one day i'd just come off anon n create an account to actually talk Talk to u but I'm Shy 😪👉👈 LMFAOOOOOO SORRY this is SOOOO funny thinking abt how i literally said the most god awful filthiest things abt aaron n im yapping abt being embarrassed

-🤲

I WANNA ANSWER YOUR ASKS IMMEDIATELY OUGH THEY'RE JUST SO GOOOOOD!! curse stupid silly tumblr app formatting asks so that i can't read it when i'm tryna answer </3 and GOD I GETCHA, that's how i used to be and sometimes get with some characters/fandoms but with aaron i just gotta WRITE !! i have way too many ideas though so i only get the short one-shots out and not the stuff i really wanna write, like the multi-chapter fics n angst and stuff with my ocs </3 i'm praying i can sometime soon

YESYESYEYESYESYESYSEY I LOOOOOOOOVE MALE OC'S HOLY FUCK PLEAE PLEASE PLESAEEEE LEMME KNOW ANYTJHING AND EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR OCS!! like i live off of oc's, ESPECIALLY MALE OC'S oh my god i have SO MANY and so many plans for aaron x male oc fics. i have some mostly written but ending them is HARD.

i looove the idea of FWBs hehe that's sooo good. like they get stressed on a case and end up fuckin somehow (even better if it's the classic one bed trope) and oop it just becomes a habit hehe :') LMAOOO I LOVE THAT THO, THEM CONSTANTLY ALMOST GETTING CAUGHT BC THE MOMENT THEY'RE HORNY THEY BECOME DUMB NEEDY MEN LMFAOOO. i can imagine them just being silly n super casually walking to each others rooms at the hotel and like dave sees aaron walking toward's oc's room one night and is just like "you sure that's your room, aaron? 🤨" and aaron is just like "oh... right... yeah... wrong room" and walks back to his own room in embarrassment LMFAOOOO. dave cockblocked him fr BUT YES PLEASE TELL ME ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS I WANNA HEAR THEM FOREVER AHHH ANYTHING ABOUT AARON N OC'S WOULD MAKE ME SO HAPPY

omgomgomg if you did that i would DIE i'd be SOOOOO EXCITED SDKHFKSDFJ but don't feel pressured to !!!! like i understand that you're shy hehe (me too!!!) but just know i would LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE to talk to you!! but i do love talking to you over anon too, so do whatever you feel comfortable with <3 feel free to carry on sending the filthiest asks, it makes my day lol (and feel free to talk about literally anything you want as well, i'd love to get to know you!!)

#🤲 anon #casks #casper's anons #aaron hotchner #aaron hothner x reader #criminal minds

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atherix · 2 years

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Atherix im wlwdkkekdk

The update dear god its making feel all warm and fuzzy and soft. I cannot put it to words how awesome this was.

Just wjdjejd BABY SCAR WITY HIS PARENTS. SO HAPPY SO ANGSTY FREE

AND JUST THEM RELAXING TOGETHER. SCAR ON MUMBO'S SHOULDER AND GRIAN'S WINGS AROUND THEM AAAAAAA

AND OFC U SPRINKLE SOME CRYPTIC PART THERE JWDJSKKD just,,, so much thought about that particular part with white haired scar. LIKE I HAVE A FEELING THAT WILL COME HAUNTING US AGAIN.

And can we just talk about how mumbo talks to tubbo there??? I just wjdjejdjdjd ITS LIKE HE'S TALKING TO HIS OWN SON AND IM SO SOFT FOR IT PLS AAAAAAA

AND THE FAE LORE. THE FAE LOREEEEEEE. I LOVE IT SO MUCH AAAAAAAA. Since im doing my own au with fae lore as the big part of it, i am LOVING with how amazing it is wjdjdj.

Its just making me feel so much more inspired to write and finally share what i have so i can scream about it with someone other than my lads irl wjdjekd

I just have so many thoughts, its enough to distract me from the heat of the day at where i am rn. (its super hot i feel like im melting with how sweaty i am)

I am scared what will happened in the future seeing how all of this has been fluff so far. But im excited bc GRIAN WATCHER LORE WOOO

Anyway i think i have screamed in ur inbox enough wkdkksdk

- purp anon

ghfsdhjghjdf <3

Thank you so much~! <3 I'm so glad you enjoyed it hehe <3

YES. LITTOL SCAR. Back when he was happy and angst free and didn't really understand death at all <3 Also we got to see a memory of Lorelai hehe, I'm looking forward to Lorelai.

YESSSS I LOVE THEM BEING SO DOMESTIC AND IN LOVE I AM SO HJFSJKKJFS <3<3 Just little things like casual contact, wing hugs and leaning on each other and Mumbo doing that thing again where he holds them both and just hjghjfhjdf <3<3<3

Who am I if not cryptic :) Can you really have Atherix Fluff without either Angst or Crypticness with it :) Hehe. Noooo no it totally won't come back....... <3

Mumbo is his other dad and no one has realized it yet LMAO <3 God I'm loving writing the dadification of Mumbo and Grian lmao

LOOK I LOVE MY FAE LORE MAYBE A LITTLE TOO MUCH I get way too into it, I have like. So much of it figured out and I am buzzing and trying not to overshare it all, especially considering the Fae's story being delivered in pieces is gonna be SUPER important for Grian realizing some stuff later on and I can't say more but hhgfdjkk-

ooooo when you do write and share it be sure to let me know, I definitely wanna see it 👀 I believe in you!!

Haha it's 51 Fahrenheit/10 Celsius and 11 PM where I am so cannot relate, but I hope you get out of the heat soon <3

Oh yeah. Um. This is, uh, the last of the fluff. So. I hope you enjoyed it while it lasted :) WATCHER LOOOOORE. So fun fact, but Midnight is gonna give us so much more than Watcher Lore..... :) Grian is gonna discover some things but what those things are, hmm. Well. We'll see :)

#ask #Midnight Series #Purp Anon #I am so excited for the next chapter #and the one after that #spoiler alert the chapter after next we get some Mumbo and Tubbo bondiiiing <3

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myersesque · 2 years

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hello PLEASE gimme ur Addams thoughts… I too am insane

YES HELLO I WILL GLADLY RAMBLE ABOUT THEM FOREVER. here's a random selection of headcanons for u <3 feel free to ask for specific opinions or whatever if u want

gonna apologise in advance for the lack of pugsley :( i know the least about him as a character

this isn't actually a headcanon i just need to share that one of my boyfriend's coworkers looks EXACTLY like lurch and therefore it is his nickname. it makes me giggle every time he tells me work stories because i literally just imagine lurch addamsfamily fixing cars n shit

anyway! all of them are autistic. all of them. yes, including lurch, and fester, and thing. they all have a sorta shared spin for horror/macabre shit, but also their own individual ones - gomez likes fencing (and lowkey trains #autism), morticia likes plants, wednesday likes historical torture devices, etc etc

gomez and morticia are t4t and bi4bi, and also polyam (i don't think either of them have met anybody they want to include yet, but they're certainly both open to the idea, as long as it brings them joy! you can be a very dedicated lover AND polyam)

wednesday is nonbinary ("if you ever use the words little or girl to describe me again..." 🤨🏳️‍⚧️), aroace-spec, and defo likes girls in some way lol. she uses all pronouns bc she doesn't care, but leans towards she/it/they & spooky neos

i am admittedly fond of the "gomez is allergic to roses and that's why morticia cuts their heads off" theory ngl

also like - whether or not gomez is human seems to be debatable at best? since a lot of the other addamses are undead i sorta just assumed he was too ngl (this isn't a strict headcanon i have, just a musing)

i like to think that the reason thing manages to be sentient and functional despite literally just being a hand is because he's a dead addams who was dismembered, and, when he was brought back for a family gathering or smthn, he accidentally possessed the wrong bit and got stuck. and that was ages and ages ago, so nobody really remembers who he used to be.

lurch is also genderspicy, as a treat (he/it zombzgender lurch ftw, i am cringe and i am free)

all of the addamses know sign language - both the single and double handed signs, because sometimes thing prefers to communicate that way. they learnt partially because their family is so diverse that there's bound to be SOMEONE who's deaf/hoh or mute, and partially just because they're very social people (contrary to what people expect) and would never pass down an opportunity to talk to new people

gomez has really good instincts and can tell when ppl r sneaking up on him etc etc bc of the amount of times he got his ass absolutely handed to him in fester's surprise fights when they were kids. he can also pick out fester's footsteps from a crowd because he's so used to honing in on them to prepare for battle TM

i'm gonna stop there bc it's 2am and i have to go eat food but like -- pls pls pls ask me questions n shit about them i am Going Insane and need to yell <3

#thank u 4 this mwah #ask

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bellewintersroe · 2 years

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I finally found the right thing to click! Give me a gold star. Here's the info for a 'ship' with an Easy Company guy:

I'm 5'4", curly brown hair, green eyes, 36C. Sarcasm is my second language. I play the piano and sing. My background is in journalism. I can be hot headed. When I'm irate, I swear like a sailor.

Cooking is something I enjoy, especially Italian food. I'm a typical passionate Scorpio. My sense of humor ranges from goofy to acerbic. Family is very important to me. I'm an only child who wanted brothers and sisters.

I just ventured into writing fiction and largely based my OC on myself. A journalism prof said, "Write about what you know." I know myself, and my OC was created.

Kind of a lightweight with alcohol. Bailey's Irish Cream is my favorite alcoholic beverage. Unlike my OC, I'm extremely nearsighted and wear contact lenses. Everything is a blur without my lenses. I once thought I was attempting to pat my cat after I took my lenses out. When my hand touched the leather of my black purse that was on the floor, I realized my mistake.

I'm also feisty and sometimes stubborn.

ahhh sorry this took so long, this has been in my drafts forever !!

But thank you for your request (I also saw your other message about the platonic ship, dw I wouldnt ship you with you know who hehehe) and I was gonna ship you Joe Liebgott but I found somebody more fitting- feel free to request for a specific guy at any time though! <3

I ship you with… Bill Guarnere!

There’s so many similarities between the two of you that I couldn’t deny. First we can start with the fact you’re so feisty.

bill needs a hot headed girl, he finds your attitude so, so sexy, there’s a real sexual tension between the two of you from the minute you first meet. He likes the fact you swear so much- would probs encourage you to use it in the bedroom.

but no seriously, you two would hit it off straight away, Bill is confident and very self aware, he knows he gotta swipe you up before Liebgott or Tab - or any of those other rats in his mind interfere.

I think even if the two of you had been sleeping together a couple of times- he would still have the respect to just limit his loyalties to you and only you. Finds it silly when other girls try to hit on him- and this is when he starts to piece together his feelings.

kinda panics and won’t admit that he’s falling for you lmao; has some kind of weird raven Simone dream and freaks tf out.

unlike him, you do get drunk, he handles his drinks a little better so surprisingly can he the responsible one when you want to let loose.

somebody tries to mess with you whilst you’re blindly drunk, he doesn’t tolerate it, nooooo way.

he’s walking you home, tucking you into bed and I feel like you’re the one to admit your feelings first.

he has to go back to his own bed, questioning himself if it was real or not?! The next day he’d deffo come up to you and spill out all these feelings and oh my god you’re so shocked and happy- but also so hungover pls keep a bucket on hand.

You threw up cos you’re so hungover and Bill thinks it’s because of him????

the more the war goes on and the more serious it gets I feel like Bill would start to open up about his family, as do you. He really respects the fact you talk of your family so highly.

tells you not to worry about having no siblings as he’s got a whole bunch of them to share with you.

Accidentally admits things by slipping it into conversation, like ‘oh white is such your colour, ur gonna look so sexy in a wedding dress’. Or ‘don’t worry our kid ain’t never gonna be without siblings cos we’re at it that much’.

laughs around you, feels like he can be super genuine- sometimes if you’re busy working he can kinda follow you around like a lost puppy.

laughs at you for being so nearsighted. If you didn’t have your contact lenses he’d be on the floor laughing before he could help you with anything.

Directing jokes at each other but nothing too mean.

deffo more of a serious lover, especially in bed, so if you’re feeling goofy is balanced hun out perfectly. You can make him crack up so easily depending on what mood you’re in.

your love would be so intense, you’d laugh so much, but I feel like you’d definitely butt heads. The arguments could last quite a while and get heated, but he’d deffo get turned on by the fact you’re angry and then get annoyed at himself for getting distracted in an argument Lmao.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I ship you platonically with… Skip and Muck!

As soon as you said you wanted brothers and sisters growing up I immediately thought of how lovable these two would be as your best friends.

Your dynamic definitely would be close to siblings, especially cos you spend so much time around you.

they’d try to wind you up to make you swear just so they could laugh lmao immature.

but they’d truly be impressed with your sarcasm and sense of humour, they find you hilarious and you’d be like an iconic trio.

I don’t know when the friendship would become more of a gradual thing, it would develop throughout the war, maybe around D-day plus 7 when the war is becoming more frightening and the adrenaline from fighting and dropping into Europe fades.

the seriousness would sneak into the conversations, they’d ask you if you were ok, silently checking up on you by looking for where you were, and put you off going into dangerous situations.

Would try to ask you what Bill is like in bed and how big his pee pee is.

you don’t crack.

You all annoy bill, probably try to play pranks on him and you all think it’s the funniest thing in the world.

bill doesn’t agree.

Maybe you three would take things too far sometimes because you’re so good at having fun and distracting each other from the realities of war? In the end you’re all harmless and your friendship really is based around the most positive vibes.

#Band of brothers ships

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sweetlemontart · 3 years

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what she doesn't know | na jaemin [M]

summary ⇾ the memory of your mother fucking a strange man in the same bed she had been sharing with your father is still fresh in your mind. disappointed and angry, you'll do whatever it takes to make her feel the hurt she caused you and your father. what better way to do that than to toy around with her new boyfriend, the young and striking na jaemin.

PAIRING // na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRE // mostly explicit smut, very little to no fluff at all, nonidol!au, ✨bitchy!mc✨, mum'sboyfriend!jaemin (if that's not for you, feel free to not read <3), all characters are of legal age

WARNING // 18+, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, fingering, breeding kink, degradation, slight choking, dirty talk, hair pulling, creampie, mentions of daddy kink, mentions of broken family, age gap, basically pwp, cheating, etc

WORD COUNT // 5.5k

AUTHOR'S NOTE // jaemin's not married to mc's mum so he isn't really mc's stepdad i guess, but if that's still not ur thing pls do feel free to just click away, this fic is pretty much self-indulgent and i actually had no plan to publish it at first but then i thought eh why let it rot in my drafts lol, i'm not completely happy with how this turned out but i'm so busy with uni rn and don't rlly have the time and energy to write something that's top-notch quality so, just enjoy <3

The sound of your mother's laughter jolts you awake, and you feel your dream slip away as you become more and more conscious of your surrounding. Another pitchy laugh is heard throughout the house, and you groan into your pillow, eyes feeling heavy as you pry them open.

You're still groggy and on the verge of falling back asleep. Unfortunately for you, school starts in under an hour, you've hit snooze on your alarm far too many times, and you can't afford to waste any more time lazing around in bed if you want to make it to class on time.

Washing up, you slip into your school uniform, consisting of a white blouse and a pleated skirt that does little to cover your thighs and ass. Your mother complains about it on a regular basis, but you can't find yourself to care when Jaemin is always secretly staring at your legs whenever you have them on.

He's never apparent about it, especially not in front of your mother, but you definitely notice it. You feel it more than you see it, really, the prickling of your skin and the pleasant shiver running up your spine whenever you're in the same room as him. When you look up at him to confirm your suspicions, you'll see his gaze is on you, flittering across your bare skin almost hungrily.

He's not afraid to lock eyes with you. In fact, you think he finds a twisted enjoyment in maintaining eye contact, as though he wants you to know what he's thinking. It's not hard to guess what's going through his head whenever he leers at you, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy his attention.

But that was weeks ago when your mutual attraction towards each other was still just that—an attraction that was evident to the both of you but not acted upon. Last weekend, though, that all changed.

When your mother had proposed spending the weekend at a luxurious beach house rental, it hadn't taken long for you to agree, especially when everything was going to be funded by Jaemin. He hadn't been on board with the idea, but all it took for him to agree was a single glimpse of the bright red bikini you had purposely laid out on your bed for him to see. You had left your door open that night, knowing Jaemin would have to pass your bedroom when he went down for dinner.

Needless to say, your plan worked and thus began the trip of your life where you and Jaemin proceeded to fuck like rabbits every chance you got. The red bikini never made it back home afterwards, having been chucked in the trash the first night of the trip after Jaemin ripped the underwear into two in his rush to pull it off of you.

"Oh, there you are! I was just about to send Jaemin up to fetch you." Your mother's shrill voice echoes through the vast space of the house as soon as she spots you at the landing of the stairs. "You do know you're graduating soon? You really should manage your time better and start waking up earlier."

She's in her work outfit already, faking a smile at you as though she's still trying to convince Jaemin that the both of you have no hostile feelings towards each other. No, you and your mother stopped being civil long before Jaemin came into the picture, particularly when you caught her under a strange man in the same bed she had been sharing with your father. How she got custody of you after the divorce is still beyond you until this day.

You scoff, unable to hide your disdain. "I'm obviously not late enough since you're still here."

She's glaring at you as you set your bag down on the kitchen island, and it's almost enough to sour your mood, but one glance at Jaemin by the fridge has your stomach flipping with giddiness. So that's the reason why your mother still hasn't gone to work yet. He's fiddling with the coffee maker, shirtless, clad only in a pair of grey sweatpants that hangs low on his hips. If he turns around, you're sure you'd be able to see the trail of dark hair leading down into his pants.

You ogle his back, for now, tuning out your mother's scolding as you appreciate the sight of his back muscles flexing whenever he moves. As though he senses your eyes on him, he turns his head just enough to look at you over his shoulder. He smiles, almost a little too innocently. "Good morning, princess."

Your mother starts reprimanding him for the nickname. She's insecure, you know, because it doesn't take rocket science to figure out that Jaemin could easily leave her and find another woman to date in a heartbeat, someone younger and better than your mother in every way possible.

It's only a matter of time until he finally decides to call it quits, but until then, you figure toying around with your mother's boyfriend isn't such a bad idea, especially when the man himself looks so divine and can fuck like a god. Somewhere deep in your heart, you want her to find out about you and Jaemin, want her to feel what your father had felt when he found out about her affair.

Your mother cusses as she glances down at the golden watch on her wrist. "I gotta go," she says, rushing around the counter to make her way to Jaemin.

Jaemin lets her embrace him, albeit rather reluctantly. He's looking at you expressionlessly as your mother presses herself into his chest. He's tired, you can tell. It won't be long until he breaks the news to your mother that he doesn't want her anymore.

You hope you'll be there to witness the scene or the aftermath at least. You want her to cry herself to sleep every night, questioning whether she will ever find somebody half as good as Jaemin. You want her to recall the life she had before the divorce and realise how perfect it could've been if she just didn't fuck up.

Your mother pulls back from the hug, smiling coyly up at Jaemin, who has a smile so obnoxiously fake it almost hurts for you to watch. "Don't miss me too much while I'm gone," she speaks before leaning closer to say something she obviously doesn't want you to hear. "Oh, I have a surprise for you tonight, so wait up for me, alright, baby?"

Your mother doesn't spare you a glance, pecking Jaemin's lips before strutting straight to the front door as if you don't exist. Jaemin doesn't wait until your mother is out of the house to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.

You turn to watch her through the kitchen window, sneering when you see the wide grin on her face as she enters the car. "Gross. She's such a cougar. Why don't you just break up with her already?" You turn back to Jaemin, slightly taken aback once you see he's already looking at you from across the island, both palms on the marble countertop to support himself up and a cup of steaming coffee on the island in front of him. "Anyways, why aren't you at work yet?"

"I'm taking the day off."

His answer perks your interest. In your months of knowing Jaemin, you know him to be a workaholic, one who wouldn't skip work on a whim. Today's nothing special, just another regular Thursday... or is it?

"Taking the day off... why?"

"And how is that any of your business?"

"I'll tell the school my 32-year-old stepdad likes putting his dick in me if you don't tell me."

He snickers incredulously, and you can't help the fluttering of your stomach when you see him cock his eyebrow. "Then I'll tell them you were the one begging for it in the first place. Besides, I'm not your stepdad, so that's only going to make you look like a little whore, princess."

You slip down from the stool to make your way to him, narrowing your eyes when he turns to face you. He's smiling as you step closer.

Jaemin can feel his lower back digging into the edge of the counter, but he can't find himself to care when you're pressed up against him so deliciously in your tiny skirt and tight blouse. The smell of your perfume is making him dizzy, but he inhales harder anyway, wanting to memorise your smell so he can have something to think about when you're at school and he's left at home to tug at his cock by himself.

When you lean forward, Jaemin wraps his arms around your waist, pulling your hips flush to his. He glances down at the buttons of your blouse and the way the fabric between each button strains against the plump flesh of your breasts. He wants nothing more than to rip your shirt and hear the buttons fall onto the ground in loud clatters.

"Tell me, why today?" you ask, tilting your head up to brush your lips against his. You feel his hot breath fan across your mouth, slipping through your parted lips.

"Hm, put my dick in your mouth, and I might just tell you."

You chuckle before pulling your head back, enjoying the way he chases after your lips when you do. "I have class in 30 minutes, so unless you want to cum in your fist, I suggest you tell me now."

Jaemin sighs, manoeuvring one of his legs to rest between yours. The arms he has around you allow him to pull you even closer, and suddenly, you're all too aware of the thigh pressing right up against your heat. You're not sure whether your lace panties will be able to stop your slick from staining his pants.

"And if I tell you there isn't any reason?"

You scoff, starting to roll your hips forward against his thigh. "I wouldn't believe you."

Jaemin cups your cheeks in his hands, keeping you still as he leans forward. He's staring into your eyes as he lets his tongue slide through his lips, lightly flicking at your bottom lip.

Your breath catches in your throat, body heating up the more you lock eyes with him. His eyes are dark, pupils dilated with lust. "I don't have to tell you. You'll know soon enough," he mumbles against your lips.

"Well, I want to know now."

He glances to the side, and you follow his gaze. He's looking at the clock mounted on the wall, eyes narrowing as if he's debating something in his mind.

With a huff, you decide to take matters into your own hands, grabbing his hand on your waist to bring it under your skirt. Jaemin doesn't seem surprised at all when you guide his palm to cup you through your underwear. The feel of your wetness seeping through the fabric snaps something in him, and he kisses you hard.

You're panting into the kiss, lifting one of your legs so he can have better access to your heat. One of his fingers is effortlessly gliding back and forth against the outline of your slit.

Your knee digs into his hip when he suddenly applies pressure on your hole, prodding you through your underwear. "A-ah, Jaemin..."

He angles his head to press his lips against the spot underneath your ear, biting into the skin and smirking when he hears the pathetic whimper you let out.

He's tugging on the crotch of your panties, fully intent on dragging it to the side so he can touch you without anything blocking his way. You grab his wrist, halting his movement. "I know what you're fucking doing," you hiss accusingly as you lower your leg from his side. "Trying to distract me so I'd forget about the fact that you took the day off today? I know you've got something up your sleeve."

He clicks his tongue, seemingly disappointed as he tilts his head back to stare at the ceiling. "You just had to be a fucking brat this morning, huh?"

He doesn't give you a chance to reply, roughly gripping your hips and turning you around, bending you down on the counter beside the stove. Surprised at his sudden aggression, you yelp, ready to turn around and berate him for being so rough.

Slap!

"What the fuck!" you exclaim when you feel the prickling sting on your thigh from where he had struck you. You twist your neck to glare at him. The man has the audacity to ignore you, flipping your skirt over your ass and kneading it in his palm. "I don't have time for this, seriously—nghh!"

He cuts you off by taking hold of your ponytail and directing your forehead down to rest on the cold counter. In this angle, the crotch of your panties is digging painfully into your slit, but it only makes you ache for more.

You feel Jaemin lean forward, fingers still digging into your scalp, keeping your head in place. His hips are flush against your ass, hard bulge pressing into your clit so deliciously you feel as though you might burst with only a few rolls of his hips. His mouth brushes against your earlobe when he speaks, and the rasp in his voice makes your thighs squeeze tighter. "Keep your head down, you understand? I don't wanna see your face until I'm through with you."

Irritation bubbles in your chest at his words. "Why? Don't you like my face? Remember how many times you came all over it last weekend? You called me pretty when I had your balls in my mouth, remember?"

The grip in your hair only tightens, and you smile to yourself, feeling strangely proud at being able to vex him. Jaemin's not one to be bothered so easily. You revel in the fact that you're the only one that can push him so much his calm demeanour vanishes, replaced by a man eager to put you in your place.

Without another word, he drags your underwear down your legs, letting it settle around your knees. He lets go of your hair to lean back, presumably to get a better look at your drenched cunt. You're just about to lift your head from the counter when you feel his teeth sinking into the skin of your ass. "I meant what I said, princess, keep your head down until I tell you otherwise."

"Screw you," you snap, but obey him anyway. You have class in less than half an hour, and you can't afford for Jaemin to pull away now, not unless you want to get yourself off with your fingers in a grimy bathroom stall at school.

"Watch your fucking mouth," he mumbles before diving in and latching his mouth to your heat.

You cry out when he starts lapping at your core like a starved man. He's devouring you wholeheartedly, fervently delving his tongue into your hole as if he can't get enough of your taste.

You reach back with one hand, raking your fingers through his silky hair to guide him. He grunts, taking both of your wrists in his hand and pinning them to your back. "You're not allowed to touch me."

You scoff as your turn your head, letting the side of your head rest on the surface of the counter. "Why? Did I upset you? Do you want me to apologi—aghh... s-shit, shit!"

Jaemin has wrapped his mouth around your clit, sucking it harshly one second and lapping at it the next. Your toes are curling against the floor, back arching against the counter, overwhelmed by the sudden focus on your bundle of nerves.

Jaemin lets go of your wrists to grab at your ass with both of his hands, spreading you open even more. His eyes flutter shut, cock twitching in his sweatpants as he savours the bittersweet taste of your essence coating his tongue. He's still irritated at you, but he decides that he can deal with that later after he's satisfied with hearing the wanton sounds coming out of your mouth as he eats you out.

"Gonna cum for me, sweetheart?"

"P-please. We don't have time, just fuck me already!"

Jaemin knows you're right. If he wants to get his dick wet, he's going to have to hurry everything up so you can arrive at school on time or reasonably late, at least.

He groans lowly when he pulls away and sees the gossamer thread of your slick connected to his mouth. He parts your labia with two of his fingers, admiring the sight of your glistening pussy and swollen nub.

You're slightly mortified when you realise he's doing nothing but studying you so closely. "Hurry up. I don't have all day!" you snap.

Jaemin rises to his full height, sighing when he sees you hadn't followed his order of keeping your head down. Your eyes are twinkling wickedly up at him, daring him to stop now.

You know he wouldn't leave you hanging, not when you can literally feel his achingly hard cock poking at your upper thigh. "Fifteen minutes left, so you better get on with it," you say almost nonchalantly, but Jaemin is well aware that you would most definitely cry if he didn't fuck you any seconds now.

He clamps a hand on your jaw, hauling your body off the counter and pulling your back to his bare torso. "Plenty of time for me to put you in your place, don't you think?"

The tip of his nose drags across the nape of your neck, breathing in the sweet perfume lingering on your soft skin. Your inner thighs are drenched with your wetness, and the sticky feeling have you arching your ass against his front. "You think you have the upper hand just because you're my stepdad. This is my house, Jaemin, you're just a stranger here."

He growls, frantically pulling his sweatpants down his legs and pushing into you without any warning. You're wet enough to take him, but the sudden intrusion still burns and has you scrambling to grab hold of the edge of the cabinet above you. Your jaw falls slack as he sinks deeper and deeper until you can feel the blunt head of his cock kiss your cervix.

You cry out, reaching back with your free hand to splay your hand against his stomach, digging your nails into his skin to indicate to him that you still need to adjust.

"I'm not your fucking stepdad and I never will be, you hear me?" he mutters against your neck, the combination of his breath against your skin and his cock buried inside you making you feel delirious. "And this isn't your house, it's your mother's. Don't act like you're better than me when you're the one lazing around in bed all day, waiting for your holes to be filled by my cock like the little whore you are."

Jaemin would feel guilty of ramming himself into you so abruptly, but the way your velvet walls are pulsing around him tells him that you're enjoying this more than you let on.

You grin when he starts to move his hips, sticking to shallow thrusts to let you accommodate to his size. "What? You don't wanna be my stepdad?"

Jaemin moves his grip down to your chest, cupping your breast through your blouse as you start to grind back into him, meeting his thrusts halfway. "Not if it means I'll be married to your mother," he manages to answer.

You whine when Jaemin starts leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck. He reaches down, pushing your panties down from your knees before propping one of your legs up on the counter. "F-Fuck, right there, Jaemin..."

He's grunting as he settles his hand on your waist, controlling your movement. The sound of skin slapping against skin is audible throughout the house, but neither you nor Jaemin care because for the first time since you started fucking each other, there's no chance of your mother walking in on the two of you.

"Should I cum inside, hm? Should I fill your tiny pussy up and have you walk around school with my cum leaking onto your underwear?" Jaemin growls when he feels you clench around him almost painfully.

Your leg buckles at his words, but he's quick to wrap his arm around you to keep you flushed to him. You're holding onto the arm circled around your waist for dear life, moans and whines tumbling out of your mouth before you can stop them. Jaemin feels so good, too good. The coil in your stomach is tightening rapidly. "Y-You want to fill me up?" You stutter, sinking your teeth into your lower lip as you twist around to lock eyes with him.

Jaemin's thrusts falter when he catches your eyes, half-lidded and looking up at him almost desperately. "I do. Wanna fuck you full of my cum." He doesn't waste a second before bringing his lips to yours, an excuse to close his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at your lecherous expression and cum too soon.

He's swirling his tongue around yours, not caring that spit is starting to gather at the corners of his mouth. Your grip on the cabinet in front of you tightens when Jaemin starts imitating sex with his tongue, plunging the wet muscle in and out of your mouth as if he's fucking your mouth with his cock.

His breathing is ragged when he pulls away from the kiss. He peers down to watch his length disappear in and out of you. His strokes are hard and fast, with the obvious intent to make himself cum quicker so you can go to school. He's running out of time, and he needs to do something about it fast.

The hand on your waist glides down to your lower stomach, fingers inching closer towards the spot between your legs. When his index finger finally brushes against your clit, you jolt in his hold, mewling brokenly. Jaemin grunts when you tighten around his dick. At this rate, he'll cum in less than a minute.

"J-Jaemin—please, gonna cum... gonna cum..."

"Hold it. You're not allowed to cum until I say so."

You whine in protest, heart pounding in your ears. "We don't have—ughh—time for this. Let me cum already!"

The slap he delivers to your clit almost sends you reeling into your orgasm, but you manage to hold it back by controlling your breathing.

"I told you to keep your head down, so why didn't you?"

You feel light-headed at the sound of Jaemin's gruff voice. His voice seems to resonate through you, reverberating through your body and making your eyes roll back in bliss.

"Answer my question, and I might let you cum."

"Because you're no one... you don't get to tell me what to do."

Another slap to your clit is delivered, causing you to cry out. "I'm very tempted to leave you here to cum by yourself."

"I've answered your question like you wanted me to." You rush through your words, painfully aware that your orgasm is only seconds away.

"Apologise and I'll let you cum."

You shake your head, tears pricking your eyes the more you try to hold out. You won't give him the satisfaction of your apology, but you're unsure of the consequences if you do decide to let yourself cum without his permission. What's the worst he can do?

As though he senses what you're thinking of, he stops the motion of his hips. You can feel your orgasm slipping away bit by bit as he stays unmoving, and you whine in protest, circling your hips by yourself, hoping it's enough to make you cum. Your movement is limited, though. With the counter in front of your waist, you're unable to move forward too much, and you realise with a sinking feeling that you're never going to cum at this rate.

Jaemin chuckles as you turn your head to face him, eyes narrowed into slits as you glare at him. "I said, apologise."

"Just move already."

His smile drops, and he makes a move to pull out of you. Panicked, you reach back to grab at his waist, preventing him from pulling himself out. The tip of his cock is just resting against your hole, ready to slip back in at the slightest movement of his hips.

"Please, please, just fuck me," you beg with pleading eyes, the epitome of innocence and desperation.

Jaemin sees right through it. "I said apologise, princess, not beg."

You're determined not to comply with his request, but your resolve is breaking the more you look into his eyes. All it takes is one word for Jaemin to continue, but is it worth it? Would you rather keep your dignity or lose it for a chance to cum around his perfect cock?

He applies the slightest pressure on your clit with his fingertip, kickstarting your brain. The pretty smirk on his lips is all it takes for you to break. "Please, I'm sorry, Jaemin, I need to cum, please."

"Hm? What was that? You're sorry, are you?"

You nod, eyes fluttering shut when you feel him slide deeper into you. But it's not enough. You need more, all of him. "Please, make me cum, please. I'm sorry."

Fortunately, Jaemin takes mercy on you, although he lets you know he's far from happy with your answer by pinching your clit between two fingers. "You're lucky I'm feeling especially nice this morning."

He bottoms out in one thrust, burying his whole length without faltering once. The sudden fullness feels euphoric, and your orgasm doesn't feel so out of reach anymore as Jaemin's thrusts become wilder, harder, almost violent.

"That's right, princess. You gonna cum like a good girl for me?"

"Y-Yes, god, yes, gonna cum..."

He's circling two of his fingers on your bundle of nerves frantically, relishing the wanton sounds spilling out of your mouth. It sounds like music to his ears. "Then cum, princess. Cum all over my cock."

He feels you stiffen against him, going completely rigid as you throw your head back to rest it on his shoulder. Your pussy becomes impossibly tight as you arch forward, raising onto your tiptoes as your orgasm washes over you.

Your mouth drops open in a silent moan as the pleasure sweeps through your body. The feeling is exhilarating, and it leaves you in a state of shock even after you've finally come down from your high, still gasping for breath.

Your limbs feel weak as Jaemin kisses your temple and turns you around so that you're facing him. He makes sure to remove the panties from around your ankle before lifting you onto the counter and slipping himself back inside, immediately resuming his brutal pace from before.

You're still trying to come down from your high as you lean your head back on the cabinet, watching him through half-lidded eyes. You feel overstimulated as he continues to use you, balls slapping against your puffy folds.

His gaze is locked onto your sex, eyeing the way your plump pussy so wonderfully stretches around him whenever he dips into you. Perspiration run down his slender neck and flushed chest, but that doesn't stop him from pounding into you relentlessly.

You cup his cheeks in your hands, digging your nails into his skin to gain his attention. When he looks back up at you, you flash him a dazed smile. "You wanted to cum in me, right?"

At your question, Jaemin's eyes flutter shut as he shudders. He doesn't reply, only taking both of your calves in his hands to hold you steady as he chases his high.

Tilting your head, you let your lips skim his just barely. You grin when he attempts to kiss you. You've got him right where you want him. "Five minutes left, Jaemin. You gotta cum soon, or I'm leaving you here with blue balls."

"Yeah? Maybe if you had just shut the fuck up and listened to me, I would've cum sooner."

You pout mockingly up at him. "That's an awfully mean thing to say to your stepdaughter."

One of his hands immediately fastens around your neck, squeezing just enough for your heartbeat to pick up. "You seem to like thinking I'm your stepdad, princess. Is it your daddy issues talking? You still mad at mummy because she made your daddy go away?"

You gasp when Jaemin suddenly buries himself as deep as he can into you, taut balls pressed against your ass. Your slick soaks his pelvis completely as he stays unmoving. "We both know you're the one getting off to the thought of fucking your stepdaughter," you say between breaths.

Jaemin knows he'll cum soon. He starts moving his hips again, choosing to thrust shallowly this time, pulling his cock out only a few inches before pushing forward into your warmth again.

"Look at me," you demand. "You like fucking me like this? Like fucking your stepdaughter?"

His whole frame is shaking. The hair on the back of his neck stands straight up when he comprehends what you said. He doesn't expect the sudden surge of electricity that courses through his entire body. He doesn't want to admit it, but he thinks you've awakened something inside of him he hadn't noticed about himself before.

"Wanna fuck your stepdaughter full of cum, Jaemin? It feels dirty but so right at the same time, doesn't it? Fucking your stepdaughter shouldn't feel this good, right?"

He swallows hard, grunts ripping through his chest as he nears the edge. His stomach and thighs are tensing up. "S-Shut the fuck up."

"It doesn't seem like you want me to stop talking. Just cum in me, Jaemin. Pump your stepdaughter full of your seed."

He lets go of your neck and calf to wrap his arms around your waist, hugging you close to him. You rake your fingers down his naked back, hoping your mother will see the scratches on his skin and start questioning Jaemin's loyalty. There's something so satisfying about the fact that you will be the last person she has in mind when she starts pondering about who had left the marks on his back.

"Fuck, s-so close," he grumbles through clenched jaws. He's mumbling a mixture of curse words and your name under his breath, balls throbbing and aching for release.

"Cum inside me..." you trail off, turning your head to place your mouth right beside his ear. "Daddy..."

That does it. Jaemin growls as he comes undone, coating your walls white with thick spurts of his milky cum. You can't help but moan along with him, feeling so impossibly full as he fills you to the brim, some dripping out onto the floor when he finally pulls out of you.

"Shit..." Jaemin pants, breathless as he swipes two fingers through your slit, causing your hips to jerk up instinctively. He snickers, bringing the same fingers up into his mouth, tasting both his and your cum.

You scrunch your nose in disgust, pushing him by the chest and dropping down from the counter. Jaemin's pulling up his sweatpants as he watches you waddle to the bathroom, presumably to pee and clean yourself up.

You return a minute later. "Shit, I'm fucking late. Couldn't you have cum quicker? Seriously, I should've called you daddy sooner," you grumble as you grab your bag from the kitchen island, slinging it over your shoulder.

Jaemin grabs your underwear from the floor, handing it to you for you to put back on. "Just tell the school your car broke down on the way there."

"Or I could just tell them my stepdad couldn't cum fast enough."

Jaemin's footsteps are loud as he follows you to the front door. "For fuck's sake, I'm not your fucking stepd—"

"I get it, Jaemin, you're just dating my mum."

Jaemin nods, satisfied with your answer. "Right, but not for long."

You freeze in your tracks, turning to look at Jaemin standing on the porch with his phone in his hands, typing away on the keyboard. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you finally breaking up with her?"

He smirks, eyes still trained onto his phone screen. "I took the day off to pack my stuff up. I'm moving out this afternoon."

"Are you going back to your old apartment?"

"Why do you want to know? Scared you're going to miss me?"

"No, I'm hoping my mum will track you down and strangle you to death."

Ding!

"Check your phone," he remarks.

You reach for your phone in the front pouch of your bag, fishing it out and checking the new notification. "What did you send me? Whose address is this?"

"It's my new apartment. But please, for the love of God, don't tell your mother my new address." He turns to walk back into the house but stops abruptly, turning back to you once more. "You know where to find me if you ever need... anything." With that, he turns back around and enters the house.

Oh, shit.

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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hihihi!!! this is an atz request since ur other works for them are so so lovely <3 could you do like a reaction where they have to share a bed w their crush :0 love!!!! the!!!! work!!!! thank you :))

ateez reaction to sharing a bed with their crush

genre: fluff, slight crack

word count: 1.3k

warnings: none

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

hongjoong

hongjoong thinks he can handle this situation like the smooth pro that he is (i say this with loving sarcasm) but in reality, he has no idea what to do with himself. he keeps fidgeting. should he sit facing you? or is that too creepy? should he have is back towards you? or is that too cold and mean? should he sleep on his back? he has a full internal meltdown and you watch him shift from one position to the next. he eventually settles down, facing you as you decided to face him.

"hi," he whispers, half his face covered in the white sheets as he smiles at you.

"hi," you whisper back, a bigger smile on your face as you start giggling. you both end up talking about random or deep stuff, going off on a tangent as you match each other's energies despite being super tired. hongjoong falls asleep to your voice because he finds it so soothing, like a lullaby he says <///3

seonghwa

he is nervous and shy and oh so gentle like as much as he keeps blushing he will always offer to do stuff for you. he lets you get changed in your pyjamas first and then tucks you in when he's ready, settling down next to you. "are you comfortable?" "do you need anything?" he's so attentive and just wants to make your experience as enjoyable as possible. he gazes at you with soft, admiring eyes as you drift off to sleep. it's hard for him not to look at your peaceful, ethereal face as you sleep.

until you wake up and snap him out of his thoughts.

"were you watching me sleep?" you say shyly in a half whisper, half flattered and half confused. seonghwa gets so flustered as he stammers over his words.

"i... i was just-the thing is i was seeing if you were asleep.. yeah.. i want staring or anything i umm.." he's such a dork, you gotta love him <3

yunho

he's excited!! he has a shy but wide smile on his face and you can see his bright red ears from a mile away. you guys won't get any sleep, you'll spend the whole night talking to each other. he just wants to take this opportunity to spend as much time with you as possible. he doesn't want to let his shyness get in the way of getting closer to you. so while you two should be sleeping, you end up jumping from topic to topic and getting to learn a lot about each other.

"so say my name is your favourite title track of ours?" yunho grinned as he propped himself up with his elbow on the pillow, leaning on his hand as he gazed at your dreamily.

"yeah, i really liked the styling too! you looked so handsome in the music video," you say with a sleepy smile and chuckle as he blinked and laughed back.

"well i'm glad you approve," he says with a cheeky wink before you laugh at him again.

yeosang

he's surprised he doesn't spontaneously combust during the night because he is so shy and yeah it's not good for him. he's convinced you can hear his heart hammering away from the other side of the bed, because man thinks his heart is going to explode. he doesn't say a word to you. it's kind of unnerving. very awkward at first. but it's all because he doesn't want to disturb you. i think once you initially start a conversation with him he will definitely relax a lot more. like if you roll over on your side to face him and start talking about something random, he will slowly start to soften and ease his way into the conversation.

"i'm just saying that captain america is better than iron man," you say, knowing he will have something to say about this comment.

"iron man is the coolest! i can't believe you just said that" yeosang would gasp dramatically as you both giggle like idiots together.

san

so, san has trouble containing himself when he is with you in general. like every time he is near you he just wants to run up to you and hug you and kiss you all over and tell you you're gorgeous. it takes every fibre of his being to resist the temptation to do so. now that you are sharing a bed? with him being in extremely close proximity to you? yeah, he's a mess. internal suffering to the max. he just wants to cuddle you and hold you in his arms and just >.< but he lays there uncharacteristically rigid and lying straight on his back with his hands by his side. you know that's not how he usually sleeps.

"i thought you had to hug something when you sleep," you remarked as you chuckled at his stiffness. he turned his head towards you and gave you a fond, cheeky smile, his nerves starting to fade as he dug down deep for courage.

"why? are you offering?"

mingi

he's an absolute mess, you already know this. he's visibly panicking like he avoids all eye contact and keeps scratching his head and playing with his hands. but honestly, it's very cute to watch. of course, it is, this is mingi we're talking about. when it comes to it, half his body is hanging off the bed, just in case he is taking up too much room because he wants to make you feel as comfortable as possible. he feels uncomfy but he refuses to wriggle and fidget because he doesn't want to disturb your sleep. so considerate it's very endearing 😭but you can clearly see him having an immense internal crisis next to you.

"you okay mingi?"

"...yeah"

"it's just that... you're kind of falling off the bed right now. shuffle over here, to me!" you'll say, and as he finally moves fully on the bed, you're brave enough to shuffle closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder.

yeah he melts on the spot tbh.

wooyoung

he is so excited like when he finds out he has to share a bed with you he jumps up and down and squeals loudly. he's been waiting for this moment forever, and even though it's a forced situation, he's gonna use his charms to make you wish you'd shared a bed with him before. he gets into his cute pyjamas and does his usual skincare routine to make sure he looks extra fresh for you. as soon as you both settle down in bed, he's cuddling right into you, slinging an arm over your body.

"what are you...doing?" you watch him as he makes himself comfortable in your arms, cuddling into your side and nuzzling his face into your neck. the audacity-

"shhh, i'm trying to sleep" he smiles to himself as he settles down further into you. he's so brave istg. and so proud of himself when he feels you relax and cuddle him back <//3

jongho

he's so awkward hbdhbbhuec like he lays there on his back questioning his whole existence as he stares at the ceiling ahead. he knows he should say something because the silence is unbearable but all common sense and social skills fall from his head. tries to make small talk as if you're at a party or something and he hasn't seen you in ages. "so how's your day been?" "done anything nice this week?" "wonderful weather we're having isn't it..." he's mentally screaming at himself for not thinking of decent questions to ask, or not shutting the hell up in the first place. he doesn't know what to do at all??

"yeah my day was good thanks," you giggled a little, sensing his nervousness as you wrapped yourself in a blanket, "how was your day?"

"great." that was all he replied with. you felt sorry for the guy 😭 so you reached out to grab hold of his hand for comfort. he feels all soft and mushy inside it's adorable ahhhh 💔💔

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Getting Proposed by the Tokyo Rev Boys❣️

a/n: I was listening to sappy love songs while writing this so I hope this makes some of your hearts swell as it did mine 💕 If you enjoyed this feel free to lmk and I would love to write for more of the boys! :3 also not proofread so pls excuse the errors pt. 2 of this drabble is also done!

Draken 💙

-I feel like Draken would be very traditional with courting you, proposing etc.

-would definitely ask for your guardian’s permission for your hand in marriage (when you aren’t around) & when they see how smitten he is with you, they can’t help but tease him about it

-“you’ve got it real bad for y/n huh” & poor ken is just a blushing mess and is like “… yes I can’t help it” jeksjwksk

-ofc your guardian lets him marry you and Draken walks out with a smile so bright and wide

-his plan: take you out to a spot that you’ve never been to but he has because there are details of said place that reminds him of you

-like a small park where there’s a small gazebo and garden that has the prettiest of flowers or a restaurant that happens to have a lot of ypur favorite food

-once the moment of proposing happens, draken is just looking at you with so much love and adoration that he loses his train of thought for a second

-you pull him back into reality by planting a sweet but chaste kiss on his nose and suddenly he becomes very nervous as he remembers why he brought you here

-he sees how beautiful you look with all the flowers and vines surrounding your figure and he takes a deep breath and goes down on one knee

-when u say YES there’s a moment where you jump right into his arms causing yall to stumble and just laugh at each other while sharing small kisses in between <33

Chifuyu❄️

-the moment he considers proposing is the moment he’s starts to plan it altogether (place, time, date, outfits, etc)

-he is a hopeless romantic so he’s going to go all out and really listen to you talk about certain things you want to do or wish you could

-he might ask for the other’s opinions on it like emma or hina bc they would know how to make it romantic but not cheesy or cringe

-when that date gets closer, he starts to act even nicer than he already is and you get suspicious & ask if he’s ok

-“BUT OF COURSE MY LOVE WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT?? CANT I JUST APPRECIATE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY??”

-your suspicions get the best of you and it’s when you spot him at the mall while at “work” when you lowkey spy on him to see what he’s up to & see him walk into a men’s boutique for suits

-you had the suspicion that maybe he wants to treat you out somewhere nice but you didn’t consider he’d propose since the topic never got brought up BUT DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU WANNA MARRY HIM SO BAD YOU JUST DIDN’T WANT TO SCARE HIM OFF BY MENTIONING IT

-ok so his mom knew abt his plan and she’s also helping him out on the day he’s going to ask you to be his forever

-chifuyu also had already asked ur parents for ur hand in marriage and they said yes w/o hesitation bc of how perfect he literally is and they are excited for you

-the plan: take you to an amusement park during the day, go home and get dolled up to eat some yummy food at a fancy restaurant/club & go dancing, once the sun begins to set, he takes you on his motorcycle to the beach but he actually asks if he could blindfold you bc he wants to surprise you

-when you get to the beach, it’s actually been set in a reserved area where the water glows at night when the moonlight hits it, the gang helped set up a small spot where there are rose petal trails and there’s a small table with wine glasses and chairs but also some blankets (like this)

-Chifuyu takes your hand and asks if you could remove your shoes, heels, etc. bc he doesn’t want you to get any hint as to where you guys are and so HE CARRIES YOU BRIDAL STYLE towards the beach

-when he removes the blindfold you’re already on the verge of tears ans give him the biggest smooch and hug

-it would be during the summer so the water at the beach is warm enough for yall to swim in it and that’s how it goes! Both of you are soaked in your fancy clothes but it’s literally the last thing on your minds <33

-it’s when a huge tide washes over you two where chifuyu realizes what he’s done all this for and when he feels your body on his, he stares deeply into your eyes and rubs your cheek with his soft hands and just mutters out “marry me”

-you ask him to repeat what he just said so you know you’re not dreaming, and when he shows you the ring, you crush his body with a hug and smother him in kisses and he is left looking like a dumbstruck idiot with lipstick all over his face but he couldn’t be happier as you two enjoy your time at the beach with that new ring adorned on your left hand <3

Hanma♡

-this guy is not one to pull romantic moves on you, but since this is a proposal he’ll do it bc it’s something he considers important

-his plan is more spontaneous than planned, which is okay because he likes the flow of things when there’s no order

-hanma would tell you things like “you’d make such a cute spouse ya know that?” When he sees you’ve cooked him his favorite dish or when you’re helping him avoid tax evasion <33

-you didn’t take those comments serious bc hanma didn’t strike you as someone who even liked the idea of commitment through marriage

-you thought your current relationship with him was great, you’d might even say perfect if it wasn’t for the way your parents nag abt how he isn’t a good man for you

-hanma proves them wrong time and time again because he protects you and makes sure that you’re the first one to be taken care of before himself

-hanma doesn’t hesitate to crush skulls if someone so much as badmouths you or even looks at you weird, vice versa

-when hanma proposes to you, he doesn’t have a ring, all he has to offer you is himself when he’s at his most vulnerable, which is when you’re both in bed, waking up to the rising sun in the early morning

-he’s the first to wake up and nothing makes him more happy than seeing that serence face of yours as the sun starts to hit your face, causing you to scrunch up your nose slightly

-you smile softly at hanma and he can’t help but brush the stray hairs off your face and it’s in that moment where he whispers to you “let’s get married”

-“married huh? You sure you aren’t asleep still shuji?”

-he scoffs slightly and pulls you against his chest, grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one of his hands and makes you face him again “I’m more awake than I’ve ever been”

-you take a deep breathe out and begin tracing circle on his chest, considering his proposal “… married huh? Doesn’t sound too bad to me, I think I can handle having you around till my dying breath, what about you?”

-“I’m the one that asked right? Well if you’re up to it let’s get you that ring after some breakfast ♡”

Rindou💟

-I feel like Rindou would be the type to have the thought of proposing in his mind but is also quite hesitant with the idea of it, not because he isn’t up for it but because he thinks you’re just too good for him

-marry someone like Rindou? Nah you could definitely do better than him surely

-what draws him back to those thoughts of marriage are when you comfort him during his stressful days and he thinks he couldn’t be more selfish as to wanting you by his side forever

-consults with Ran about the idea and he thinks it would be a good step for his little brother to find happiness

-Ran makes it a bit awkward for you because of how he teases both of you hitting it off so well for years

-“you know y/n it’s been a while since you and Rin have been together why don’t you guys just tie the knot already and bring some small haitaini’s around? A guy like me gets bored around here!”

-“if that’s the case why don’t you go and get laid Ran??”

-“aw cmon don’t be rude to your future brother in law now ♡” little did u know Rindou was in the back, fists clenched ready to beat Ran’s ass bc he knew abt his plan to propose

-Rindou’s plan was much more simple in his mind but the execution was actually more time consuming, but he didn’t care one bit as he was planning to pour his blood sweat and tears over this project if it meant you’d be happy

-if there’s a favorite book you have, he’ll take note with the things you mention about it like how the setting of the story is something that you’d love to visit if you could in that world

-Rindou remembers that detail and basically recreates that setting with the knowledge you’d given him and also the time he makes aside of gang business to read into that book you love so much

-once he gets a good grasp of what it is that’s when the plan is in motion

-he’s got enough money to rent out a rooftop and hire architects and designers to create that place, the entire plan actually takes a few months of planning before you actually get to see it, bc of this Rindou tends to come home later, more exhausted than usual because of all the changes and orders he has to make with the workers

-every time he comes home, he notices you look more worried about his health and he just can’t help but want to just tel you what he’s planning so that you don’t need to worry but again his selfishness gets the best of him and so he remains quiet until the day it’s ready

-“rin are you sure you’re okay? You look like you got hit by a bus or something”

-he chuckles slightly and pulls you towards his chest, you feel his hand patting your head softly and he just lets out a long sigh

-“if you only knew my love” 😭😭😭

-doesn’t ask anyone for ur hand in marriage bc Rindou doesn’t care about other’s opinions and only wants your answer when he asks

-the day of the proposal, Rindou is distant but also a bit shy during breakfast and he keeps avoiding your direction, since he’s not really good at romantic gestures you’re just gonna have to be patient with him but he’s trying!!

-once he’s overcome his shyness he asks “so uhm I wanna go on a date with you today, or if you’d let me, I’d like to spend the entire day in your company”

-“Rin why are you being so formal rn?? Of course we can go out, we’ve literally been dating for years now”

-most of your date consists of him taking you sight seeing and exploring the beauty of nature- Rindou loves being in quiet and serene places with you by his side

-after that, that’s when he feels more nervous and holds his hand out to you when he opens your car door

-you’re quite suspicious about his plan as you arrive with what looks like a private mansion, you notice there’s nothing really special abt it until he begins to lead you towards the rooftop

-he covers your eyes before he tells you to open the door and once it’s open you’re left speechless

-you immediately recognize what it’s supposed to be and tears begin to stream down your face as you look at rindou who’s got a closed eye smile

-“I take it you like it?” He asks and you just cry even harder and run into his chest and mumble praises like “i love it” “it’s so perfect” or “you’re amazing rindou”

-when u finish crying you look up and notice behind rindou there’s a sign that says “will you marry me?” Surrounded by candles & Rindou pulls out the ring

-“I’m sorry that I’ve been coming home late, it’s selfish of me to want to keep you in the dark for something like this but I can’t help but fee that it was all worth it because here I am, standing in front of the most beautiful and radiant human being who never fails to bring light into my life, so how about it? Wanna spend the rest of our lives together? I promise you won’t regret it”

#tokyo manji gang #shinichiro x reader #baji x reader #chifuyu imagines #chifuyu x reader #rindou x y/n #wakasa x reader #draken x reader #rindou x reader #hanma x reader #sanzu x reader #mikey x reader #ran x reader #kokonoi x reader #izana x reader #mitsuya x reader

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venenatd · 3 years

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last meal; jean kirstein x reader

summary: you and jean are in a relationship, and finally get some private time for a cute picnic date the day before he goes on the mission to marley. it’s v cute but also ur both horny!

content: smut / nsfw 18+. minors dni. (public/outdoors sex, dracylphilya, size kink, fingering, thigh riding, use of “good girl/baby”, praise kink, female bodied reader, unprotected sex, creampie) some fluff for good measure.

i am new to this pls let me know if i should add anything!!

word count: 3.3k words of unedited content

a/n: i saw a cottage core inspired jean post and this idea immediately popped into my head. i also kept thinking back to the sunset blush scene and it felt destined lmao. i thought it was gonna be shorter but i guess i get carried away lol. pls feel free to send me requests or ideas or give any advice on what you liked!! thanku!<3

Everything is painted with gold. The sun hanging low in the sky, despite the late hour, still warms your skin. You and Jean walk away from the Scout Headquarters, warmth of the evening allowing you to roam without coats.

He’s in a tight cream shirt, braces holding up darker toned pants. A simple hat sits on his head, shading his eyes from the setting sun. You, a simple sage dress, loose and flowing around your legs. The long grass tickles your flesh, and the two of you laugh as you try running through the field, lifting your limbs stupidly high to jump over the pasture.

Jean snorts at you, watching you flap around. The orange hue of dusk makes your hair shine, your skin glow beautifully. And as you look up at him, a wide and goofy smile spreading across your face, he can see all the flecks and details of varying colours in your eyes. And it takes his breath away.

It was the last night before the end. He’s not sure of what, but it feels like the next chapter is to be finished when he closes his eyes tonight. Tomorrow he goes to Marley. Hange ordered all of their team to go relax for the final day at home. “We’ve gone over the plans enough, we know every angle! Go! Shoo!”

Hange was right. Going in and getting Eren home. It was engrained in Jeans brain. The scouts knew everything they were going to before they arrived. So tonight, it’s all about you.

You, with your skirt floating around you as you weave between trees, making your way to the clearing the two of you know so well. It’s where he first admitted feelings, where you first kissed. The others don’t know (or so you both think), and until he’s safe from his last mission, you’re not sure the two of you will ever reveal your affiliation.

Pulling a blanket from the picnic basket you’ve brought with you, Jean lays it down on the ground. There’s a wide pond in front of you both, some ducks still paddling about. A thin haze floats over the water, the last of the summer heat still encouraging dragonflies and water skippers out.

The light snacks you’d managed to sneak out from your job in the kitchen were delicious. You’d whipped up some light pastries and desserts from leftover ingredients. Even some strawberries and grapes. Whilst everything was miniscule from lack of provisions, it tasted good enough.

Dipping the sweet red fruit from the cream and sugar and between your lips, Jean is in heaven. Your hair being pushed by the wind away from your face, the rosiness on your cheeks. The world may end tomorrow, but tonight he’s got all he needs.

His hands reach over, noticing the drip of cream collecting on the corner of your lips. Swiping his thumb along your cheek, he notes “you’ve got a lil..”

Jean looks at you, his eyes locking on yours, still gently cupping your face in his hands. Warm pupils flick down. His brows scrunch together for a moment, before he moves forward. His other hand comes up to your face, and he is so gentle when he kisses you. It’s as if he may break you if he goes too far.

The soft plush of his lips on yours, slowly pulling you in is intoxicating. He leans back on his forearms, pulling you over him, not letting you leave his mouth. You knock into his hat, it flopping off behind him as you lower your chest over his.

A hand reaches to his chestnut hair. It’s grown long over the last few years. You play with tendrils, the two of you lazily kissing. It’s soft and easy. You’re breathing into one another your chest resting on his as you move a leg to intertwine with his.

Shifting yourself slightly, you rest directly above his thigh. Jeans hand comes to the back of your neck, making sure you don’t split the contact he so desperately needs. Your nails slide softly against his scalp, twisting into his hair with more want.

The man, your man, underneath you curls forward, leg lifting and chest pushing up into you. Your crotch bumps against his thigh. A delightful little gasp erupts from you. If Jean wasn’t tongue deep in your mouth he could have even missed it. But he is, and he didn’t.

He’s tempted to see how far he can take this, maybe make another first here. You’ve had sex, and plenty of it. Although for the most part it’s been rushed, the nature of your jobs only allowing for quickies. You both lived in shared rooms, and the lack of privacy was definitely a roadblock in his attempts to please you.

This clearing, in the outside meadows by headquarters, is maybe an ironic place for the privacy you both so need. Putting any doubt out of his mind, Jean lifts his muscular thigh, achieving another gasp into his mouth from you. You grind against it slowly, tentatively.

“No need to be shy, baby girl” he smiles into the kiss.

Cheeks rosy, you roll your hips along his leg. Jeans body rises further, leaning back casually on one hand, the other gripping the flesh between your waist and hip. He breaks the kiss that has been going on so long, wanting to take in all the ways your face displays pleasure.

Your eyebrows knit together slightly. Your lips are wet with saliva, slightly parted as you give off little mewls each time your clothed cunt is brushed along his cotton pants.

There’s a sweet and tender feeling building in your lower stomach. You can feel how wet you’re getting, the slow and methodical undulations generating a heat between your thighs.

“Jean, plea-”

“You want more?” he’s quick to answer. Your head jumps and up and down, past the point of playing shy.

His long fingers meet with your jaw once more, lightly skimming your features. He’s noting it all down in his head. Maybe he’ll even make a drawing of you. You pause in your ministrations, and a low tutting comes from the man. “No, no. Keep riding. Get yourself ready.”

A delicious smile emerges on your face, and you bear down on his thigh. You take your hands on each leg, gripping onto the thickly built muscle underneath the cloth. A couple of fingers miss their mark, and you can feel how hard Jean is getting. Eyes flash between his crotch and his face, and he can sense how eager you are to please him.

His touch moves from your jaw down, one finger slowly running along the centre of your throat. Jeans hand dips, slowly dragging his fingernails across each collar bone, down to the valley of your chest. Your breath hitches, and he moves away again. You shift your hand in response, moving it towards the joint between his thigh and pelvis, allowing your fingers to brush his clothed balls.

Wherever his fingers move leaves a tingling in their wake. They push towards your shoulder, teasing the fabric from each one. Your dress pools a little, allowing him to make his way back, this time taking your breast in his hand. Thumb brushes against your puffy buds, and a finger meets it to squeeze lightly.

Jean fully lifts off the blanket, sat up straight. He makes quick work of your dress, pulling it down and pushing it up. He grabs at your legs, going between light caresses and tight grasps, not knowing which to settle with. Finally he finds purchase in your ass, guiding you back and forth over his thigh.

You moan into his mouth, fully succumbing to the wetness surely dampening through your panties, the feeling of his fingers twisting and teasing your pert nipples. He raises his fingers from your chest, using his thumb on your lower lip to apply gentle pressure.

Breaking the trail of saliva that connects you both, he pushes an index finger between your lips. You’re all too eager to suck on it, eyes looking dutifully at him. He inhales sharply between his teeth. His cock is so hard, so desperate to fuck into you. Jean wants it to be slow and beautiful, but he simply needs to have you. He wants you close to him before he leaves and doesn’t know if he’ll come back. And close means being inside you, hearing you in your purest form.

The dusky pink settling on his cheeks could be the sun, low in the sky, filling the meadow with rich hues.

Your moans could not be interpreted so wholesomely.

Fingers wet with your spit, he moves his hand between your legs, under the skirt. Pushing your panties to the side he lets you ride his palm for a moment. Teasing yourself, teasing your clit on his strong hand. He goes deeper, fingers sliding through your folds. He slips through your folds, resting at your entrance, before allowing your hips to rise and him to push knuckle deep inside you.

You reddened lips form a perfect ‘o’, and the bliss on your face is one he will remember forever. His thumb moves to your clit. Still on top of him, Jean watches you fuck yourself on his fingers. He kisses your neck, your chest. Taking your nipples and sucking, biting, nibbling.

Your walls are closing in on him, before gently relaxing and he can tell you’re close.

“Don’t be shy” Jean reissues his earlier statement. But now it’s far huskier, far more commanding. “I want to hear you, y/n. I want to hear you cum.”

You’re watching his face, the words - orders - tumble from his lips. They make you flutter around his fingers. You murmur out tiny please’s.

“What did I say? Louder, y/n.”

You moan against his neck, “please.”

Jean pulls your hair, making you extend your neck, forcing you to look up to the hues of pink and orange. “Louder.”

You’re so close. “Jean, p- please!”

“Good girl.”

With that he’s flicking his thumb over your clit, fucking his fingers up into your cunt. The sounds of liquid and wetness only add to the noises of you cumming. Pussy clenching around his fingers, hips giving way and as your legs start to burn and shake. Jean holds you up, working you through your orgasm. He wants nothing more than to watch you fall apart, moaning his name. And then whining curses as you become oversensitive. Yet your gummy walls still suck him in, begging for more.

Leaving your tight walls, he brings the fingers to his lips. You taste tarte and sweet. Better than strawberries any day.

Your breaths are heavy as he twists the two of you, resting you with your back on the blanket. You are radiant. A green halo of grass above you, the dusting of pink on your cheeks, your lips kiss-swollen.

Jean pushes your skirt up, eyes trained on yours as you rest on your elbows. Your eyes follow his movements. How his tongue wets his lips before he drags them on your inner thigh. How his fingers dig in to pull you closer towards him.

He pulls off your sodden panties, kissing into your hips, your belly. Jean is slow and deliberate. As much as he wants to be deep within you, he’s never had the chance to enjoy you this slowly before.

He rises, kissing your breasts as they spill from the top of your dress. His tongue paints saliva on your lips before slipping between them. The kiss is intense. It’s deep and sloppy and so needy.

Your hand reaches to his shoulders, thumb slipping underneath his braces pulling them off. Hands slip under his shirt, and he quickly helps you pull it off. His muscles are firm and taught, the amount of work his body has been through over the years evident underneath your fingers. You trail fingertips over stripes of knotted flesh, kissing each mark and scar after your hands move onto the next one.

“You’re beautiful, Jean”

Jeans cheeks go rosy and he smiles so bashfully that it breaks you apart. The lopsided grin makes you pull him back into you, teeth bumping together as you giggle into the kiss.

He unbuttons his pants, pushing them far enough down his thighs to allow more friction as he grinds into you. Jean is noticeably straining his underwear, his member long and hard. You move your hand down to cup him, squeezing gently through the cotton. You tug on his cock, leaving him stuttering into your mouth. Holding him just tightly enough, he ruts his hips into your hand, little sighs escaping his mouth into your hair.

Tucking your hand under the fabric, you pull out his dick. It makes your hand look smaller, Jean’s member long and hard. The pink tip is slick with precum, and your thumb brushes his head slightly, earning a little hiss.

You go from light little touches to harsher ones. Fingers brushing against the veins on his length, before you wrap around him again. He’s whining in your ear, “you like playing with my cock? Seeing what you do to me?”

With hooded eyelids you look at his contorting face and whisper “yes, yes. I want to please you, I want to make you feel good.”

“Such a good girl for me.”

Taking his member, you push the tip against the heat between your legs. Teasing your clit with his head, he looks down to watch you work. Precum lightly sheens over your folds, and fuck, Jean can’t wait to add to it.

“I w-want you so bad Jean.”

“You have all of me.”

You hold him against your entrance, the tip of him just resting at your little hole. Pulling him in a little, he pushes against the first tight ring. It’s always intense letting Jean fuck you, making you so full. You rock your hips up, letting him slip out a little, before grinding back down. It pulls him into you so sensually. He moans unashamedly as you control the pleasure you both receive.

Repeating the action, you lift again, pushing him out, and again tightening your stomach muscles to curl and bring him deeper inside you. His golden eyes are trained on where you’re conjoined.

He’s halfway inside you, stretching your tight walls so much already. Jean sits back, moving his tongue around inside his mouth before letting a ball of spit fall where his cock rests inside of you. Spreading it on his length, he helps you the rest of the way. Letting your eyes widen and gasp of surprise (how are you always surprised by the feeling?) as he fully sheaths himself inside you.

“God, you’re so tight,” he holds himself above you, head falling back as he inhales slowly.

Jean allows you a moment to breath, before he pulls back out, quickly snapping his hips back to yours. Moans tumble out of your mouth as he fucks into you. Lashes fluttering and your tits bouncing in rhythm, you are a sight for the sorest of eyes.

“You’re so pretty for me, all splayed out on my cock.”

He pushes your legs apart, watching his length disappear inside you. Watching how one hand twists your own nipple, the other feebly trying to grab onto his wrist. He’s splitting you apart on his dick, the feeling of being so fucking full taking over. You were already sensitive from your last orgasm, but he builds another, the tightening in your core unmistakable.

“J- Jean,” you hiccup, so overwhelmed by him. “You’re s- so big”

“You’re taking me so well, y/n.”

He lowers himself against your chest, bringing his knees upwards and closer to your ass. You curl up around him, holding your legs further up. Jean quickly renegotiates the position, pulling your legs around him whilst you hold under your knees. You can feel him so deep inside you this way, pulled into a ball underneath him. Jean wants to be impossibly close, and this new angle is punishing on your pussy. He can feel how wet you are between you, how much you enjoy the intensity of his cock working in and out.

His forehead presses against yours, his hand snaking between you two. From his new angle, he can hit that sweet spot inside you so easily. His length sweeps against it, and hits into your furthest wall. He lets out curses as he feels your cunt tighten each time, mixing with the moans and mewls from you. You lock eyes with him, big doe eyes pricking.

“Pl- please, I’m so close, Jean.”

Fat tears roll over your cheek, trailing to your temple. Everything feels too much. Him inside of you, the wet squelching between you. His strong fingers rubbing over your clit again and again. You let out a sob, followed by a moan. It’s a combination of knowing this is the last night, feeling how fucking intense his cock is inside you, hearing how much Jean needs you. He kisses your cheeks, tasting the salt, not faltering as he continues to pummel into you.

“You’re doing so good, baby.”

His balls slap against your skin.

“You can do it.”

His teeth bite at the flesh of your breast, pull at your nipples.

“I want to hear you.”

His fingers play and roll with your clit, feeling the way you tighten around his cock.

“Please cum for me, y/n.”

Your back arches off the blanket, the night sky soaking up the moans. The lewd noises in between you both are all consuming, the slap of slick and wetness only adding to your full body sensation.

His fingers keep moving on your clit, and Jean grunts each time your pussy spasms around his cock. He keeps pace, fucking you raw and with need. He loves to see your delicate face scrunched up, eyes rolling back and mouth unable to close.

And with the tightening of your walls around him, Jean’s close. “Where do you want me?”

“I want,” you inhale sharply, as his cock drives back into you, “you inside me- I- I need you Jean. Please.”

“You’re so good, baby, you’re so good.” He’s getting quicker, making you writhe beneath him in your overstimulated state. “I’ll give you what you want, okay? I’m going to cum inside your pretty pussy.”

Jeans fingers are going to bruise you. He's holding onto you so tight, never wanting to let you go. It’ll be something to remember him by. Movements are starting to stammer, the sweat evident by the sheen forming across his shoulders and face. You tuck a tendril of his honey hair behind his ear. “I love you”, you whisper amongst the moans. And with that he pushes deep enough to make you cry out, feeling the hot ropes of cum painting your walls.

Your man rests inside you for a moment, gathering his breath as he leaves languid kisses against your breasts, your jaw, your lips. He pulls out, seeing his cum drip from your pussy. Using his fingers he pushes the white around your folds, earning a sharp his when he brushes past your clit. Finally, he brings his fingers to your lips, and you put out a delicate tongue.

Cleaning him with your mouth, he sits back, sighing softly. How can you be this good? And you like him? Jean thinks he is the luckiest man on earth. He adjusts your dress for comfortability, before dipping next to you. Your heads are lightly touching, your hair intertwined with his. Staring up at the sky as the last colour leaves it in its inkiness, he holds you close. He presses his final kiss on your forehead.

“I love you too.”

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