#pms drabble game

[malavera]

Peaches: “Would you be so kind in lending a hand?” (18+) — Logan Howlett

summary: the friendly old man neighbor of yours is helping you with your wash day

warning: the setting of this one-shot is AU no correlation to Wolverine & Deadpool, SMUT! MDNI, fingering, female oral receiving, age gap (legal), no use of Y/N, the use of pet name peach, sir kink, squirting

wc: 3.5k (well it's a full shot not a drabble ehe)

creds: i forgot where the divider is from, creds to the creator!

dedicating this one to my favorite authors!

@velvrei @wolverinesleftclaw @stark-ironman @lovelybucky1 @cyber333angel @dollverine @joelsgoldrush

peaches masterlist

The day had finally come when you decided enough was enough. The laundry had been sitting there for three days, staring at you from the corner of your room like a silent accusation. Today was the day you would conquer it. Armed with your resolve, you hauled the overflowing basket to the laundry room. But as fate would have it, the universe had other plans.

The washing machine, that steadfast appliance you’d trusted for years, chose this very moment to betray you. The once familiar hum was replaced by a groan, a sputter, and then—nothing. You stared at it, disbelief turning to frustration as you realized the mountain of clothes in your arms was going nowhere. Your favorite pair of undies, buried somewhere in the pile, would have to wait.

You let out a long sigh, leaning back against the machine, its cool surface doing little to soothe your annoyance. Arms crossed, you dialed your father’s number, hoping for some semblance of a solution.

“Dad, the washing machine broke,” you said, half hoping he’d have a quick fix, half dreading his response.

There was a pause before he spoke, his voice calm, almost too calm. “Ask Logan for help, he’s pretty handy with stuff. I won’t be back until 8 PM tonight, buttercup.”

You nearly dropped the phone. Logan. Of course, it had to be him. The very thought of knocking on his door, asking him for help, sent a thrill of anxiety coursing through you. Why did it have to be him?

Logan Howlett—the man who occupied your thoughts far too often, the man who was the face of your wildest dreams. Just the mention of his name made your heart race. And now, you were supposed to ask him for help? The universe certainly had a twisted sense of humor.

You ended the call, staring at the washing machine like it was some cruel joke. The burnt toast theory, they called it. Sometimes, when things went wrong, it was the universe’s way of steering you toward something better. But as you stood there, contemplating the inevitable encounter with Logan, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was a blessing in disguise—or a test you weren’t sure you could pass.

Logan Howlett had been a fixture in your mind for five long months, ever since he moved into the neighborhood. It wasn’t just his rugged good looks or the way he carried himself with that effortless confidence; it was the way he seemed to have slipped so seamlessly into your life. Your dad, always quick to befriend a fellow drinker, had taken to him immediately. They were practically inseparable, sharing beers on the front porch, watching games in the living room, and even lingering over meals in the dining room.

And there you were, sneaking glances every time Logan was around, feeling that unmistakable flutter in your chest whenever he caught your eye.

Today, though, was different. Somehow, you found yourself standing on his porch, heart pounding as your fist hovered in mid-air. What were you thinking? Asking Logan for help—it felt too forward, too direct. But here you were, ignoring every ounce of self-doubt, raising your hand to knock on his door.

You barely had time to second-guess yourself before the door swung open. And there he was, the embodiment of everything that had been haunting your thoughts for months: tall, effortlessly sexy, his dark hair tousled just right. He was wearing a white shirt that clung to his broad chest and shoulders, tucked into denim jeans that fit him perfectly. You couldn’t help but notice how the summer sun cast a warm glow on his skin, making the moment feel almost surreal.

“Hey,” Logan’s voice broke through your reverie, casual yet deep enough to send a shiver down your spine. He squinted against the sunlight, his expression shifting into one of familiarity. “I was about to come over. Your dad called and asked me to check on something.”

You swallowed, trying to keep your voice steady as your mind raced. “Yeah, the washing machine broke. Dad said you could help… Would you be so kind in lending a hand?”

You could hear your own voice, slightly strained as you tried to strike the perfect balance. Not too high-pitched, not too low. Not too eager, not too aloof. But before you could overthink it any further, Logan flashed you a small smile, one that made your heart do a little flip.

“Yeah, sure, Peach.”

And there it was—that damn nickname that never failed to turn your insides into mush. It started innocently enough, the day your dad brought home a bag full of peaches and peach-flavored drinks. Logan had been there, chuckling at the sight, and ever since, he’d called you “Peach” with that easy, teasing tone. Now, every time he said it, you couldn’t help but melt a little, even if you tried to play it cool.

As you turned to lead him to your house through the backyard, you couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, this was the universe’s way of pushing you closer to the man who had taken up residence in your thoughts.

“It made a really loud noise and it was shaking really bad, the sound was a bit scary,” you admitted, your voice tinged with worry. “And also, can you check if my clothes are alright? Did it tear them off or something?”

Logan nodded thoughtfully, a low hum of consideration escaping him as he surveyed the situation. “Where did your dad put his tools?” he asked, his gaze already scanning the room.

“Oh, it’s right there,” you said, pointing towards the shelf against the wall. Determined to be helpful, you stood on your tippy toes, stretching to reach the toolbox. But before you could grasp it, Logan moved past you with ease, his hand already closing around the handle.

“Careful, Peach. It’s pretty heavy,” he murmured from behind you, his voice close enough to send a subtle shiver down your spine. His presence loomed over you as he reached up effortlessly, the scent of his cologne mingling with the warm summer air.

You stepped back, feeling a mix of flustered and grateful as he handled the heavy toolbox with ease, making you feel small and protected all at once.

“O-okay.” The stutter slipped out before you could stop it. Seriously? Get a grip, you scolded yourself internally. Trying to regain some composure, you quickly added, “I’m just—gonna… fix you something to drink.” You gestured awkwardly towards the kitchen, hoping to retreat before you embarrassed yourself further.

Logan nodded absentmindedly, his focus entirely on the washing machine that seemed to be on its last legs. He didn’t even glance your way, which was both a relief and a disappointment. You took a nervous step back, then another, finally turning and heading to the kitchen, hoping a moment away would help you steady your nerves.

Leaving his presence created an unfamiliar ache in your chest, a tug of reluctance you hadn’t anticipated. It was as if some part of you didn’t want to leave his side, didn’t want to be apart from the quiet strength that Logan exuded. The thought of retreating to the kitchen, of putting physical distance between you and him, felt wrong, almost unnatural.

You wanted to stay. You wanted to watch him work on the broken machine, to see those skilled hands in action, to listen to the steady, assured way he moved and spoke. But at the same time, you knew you couldn’t trust yourself around him. Not when your heart raced at every little interaction, not when just being near him made you feel so unsteady.

You didn’t have the confidence to be casual, to act like you weren’t hanging on his every word and gesture. And you certainly didn’t have the strength to face the feelings that threatened to overwhelm you every time you were close to him. So instead, you sought refuge in the kitchen, hoping the distance would help calm the storm inside you, even as it left you aching for more.

Twisting the faucet, you watched as the water streamed out, the steady flow almost hypnotic in its simplicity. The kitchen was quiet, the only sound the gentle rush of water hitting the sink. You leaned forward, letting the coolness soothe your heated skin, and splashed your face with the cold water, hoping it would bring some clarity to your muddled thoughts.

For a moment, the shock of the cold jolted you back to reality, away from the overwhelming thoughts of Logan that had been swirling in your mind. You closed your eyes, letting the droplets drip down your face, trying to steady your breathing and collect yourself. It was just a broken washing machine, just a neighbor doing a favor.

You swung open the fridge, your hand instinctively reaching for your favorite peach-flavored soda. The cool metal of the can felt reassuring against your palm as you pulled it from its place. With a satisfying hiss, you cracked it open, the sweet, fruity scent immediately filling the air.

Reaching for a tall glass, you filled it with ice, the cubes clinking softly as they settled. Then, you poured the bubbly soda over them, watching as the fizzy drink cascaded down, swirling and dancing around the ice. After inserting a straw into the glass, you carefully picked it up, the cool condensation forming on the outside of the glass. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself, and made your way back to where Logan was.

"Here you go," you announced, placing the glass on the nearby table. Logan turned his attention from the washing machine to you, his eyes briefly darting to the drink you’d set down. A smile curved on his lips, the warmth in his gaze making your heart skip a beat. “Thanks, Peach.”

“Ehe…” You offered a nervous smile in return, your cheeks heating up at the casual endearment. Trying to steady your fluttering nerves, you grabbed the straw and shoved it into your mouth with a little more force than intended. It was your way of silencing the awkwardness bubbling inside you, a desperate attempt to keep any embarrassing sounds from escaping.

“So, your dad’s going on a date later today, huh?” Logan’s voice was light, but he noticed the nervousness you were trying to mask. His intention was to ease the tension with casual conversation.

“Y-yeah, he’s working now, but that’s what I’ve heard,” you replied, nervously fiddling with the straw. You decided to sit on the edge of the table where Logan’s drink was, adjusting it carefully to avoid spills.

Logan glanced at you, then back at the washing machine, his smirk widening. “You okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” you responded, a bit defensively.

Logan chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with curiosity. “From what I’ve heard, you’ve never been too thrilled about him dating. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

You hesitated for a moment, the weight of Logan’s question pressing on you. Taking a deep breath, you decided to let your guard down. “Well, it’s just… I’ve always felt like I have to compete for his attention. It’s silly, I know, but it’s hard when you’re used to being the center of someone’s world.”

Logan’s expression softened, and he gave you an understanding nod. The moment of connection hung between you as Logan turned his attention back to the washing machine. He worked with focused precision, his hands moving deftly as he made the final adjustments. The clinks and whirs of the machine were soon replaced by a steady, rhythmic hum.

“There we go,” Logan said with a satisfied grin, stepping back to admire his handiwork. The washing machine was back in action, its gentle whirl now a reassuring sound.

You let out a relieved sigh, watching the machine function smoothly. “Thank you so much, Mister Howlett. I really appreciate it.” you said, your gratitude sincere as you adjusted from your sitting position to stand up. You set down your now-empty glass on the table, the slight clink of the glass breaking the brief silence.

Hearing you address him as "Mister Howlett" sparked something within Logan—an unfamiliar, yet undeniable feeling. It was a sentiment he had been trying to avoid, one that stirred within him despite his best efforts to keep his distance. The formal address seemed to intensify the feelings he had been wrestling with, making them more pronounced.

You're not the only one who has a crush, he does too.

From the moment Logan had closed the trunk of his truck while moving into the neighborhood, you had been on his mind. He remembered the day vividly—watching you step out of your car in a beautiful white sundress that hugged your upper body and flowed gracefully. The way the dress accentuated your figure, combined with the ease of your movements, had captured his attention in a way he hadn’t anticipated. As you came knocking on his door with your dad beside you to welcome him into the neighborhood, those peach-flavored pie you brought had been lingering in his mind ever since. He wondered if you smell as good as that pie where he devoured in one full bite that night. And here you are, wearing the same white sundress that's gotten him obsessed with.

As Logan took a step forward, you instinctively stepped back, forgetting about the table behind you. Your hips brushed against it gently, causing a small jolt. Logan had intended to reach for the glass of your beverage, but his proximity brought him uncomfortably close.

With a casual yet deliberate movement, Logan took the glass from behind you, his body nearly brushing against yours. He lifted the glass in front of you, tilting his head slightly with a smirk. “Thanks, Peach,” he said, his voice low and warm.

Without breaking eye contact, he chugged down the drink, his gaze locked onto yours. The act was both confident and intimate, making the moment feel charged with unspoken tension. The shared space between you seemed to crackle with a newfound energy as you both stood there, the air thick with the lingering effects of the brief but intense connection.

You cleared your throat, feeling a flush of heat spread across your cheeks as you managed to wiggle your way out from the proximity of Logan. You made your way toward the washing machine, watching it work through the glass as your laundry tumbled inside.

“Tell me, Peach,” Logan’s voice came from behind, smooth and deliberate. “Is your taste as good as this peach soda?”

Your breath hitched, and your mind raced. Am I hearing this right? Is this a dream? You thought, trying to process his words. Despite the possibility of it being a dream, you couldn't bring yourself to face him. Instead, you leaned against the washing machine, the rhythmic vibrations grounding you.

“Um—W-what do you mean, s-sir?” you managed to stammer, your voice barely more than a whisper.

You could feel Logan’s presence closing in behind you, the air growing warmer and thicker as he approached. The vibrations from the washing machine seemed to pulse more intensely against your torso, amplifying the sensation of his proximity. Each step he took made your heartbeat quicken, your senses acutely aware of the space between you shrinking.

Logan’s shadow fell over you, and you could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. His breath, though not yet touching your skin, was close enough that you could sense its warmth. 

“You wanna know what ‘m thinking, Peach?” He mumbles behind your ear. You wished he didn’t hear your shuddered breath and the swallowed saliva down your throat from the way he makes you nervous.

“I don’t think so, Mister Howlett.” you managed to reply, your voice trembling slightly as you tried to maintain your composure.

“Naw, why? Afraid you might like it?” You could feel the smirk slowly forming in his face.

“I-”

“I’m thinking of bending you against this washing machine, lift up your very short sundress and get on my knees. Slowly taking my time smelling that scent… of arousal from your pussy, where I know, she’s dying to be touched, to be fingered, to be fucked, by me.” You gasp once you feel the bulge from his rough jeans, teasingly grinding against your ass earning a chuckle from him as he continues,

“Oh yes I know, Peach. I know how much you want to feel this cock inside you. Should’ve known better to close your blinds at night when your delicate… fingers desperately trying to reach that high, because I’m always watching you, Peach. Even though you’re such a pain in the ass with that, Peach flavored pie, and that fucking beautiful smile. I wanna turn those smiles into tears… Tears of pleasure from me, fucking this cunt.” You gasped loudly as Logan roughly thrust his bulge against your ass, hitting you against the washing machine.

“L-Logan,” you stammered, your voice trembling with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

“Call me, Sir,” Logan’s tone was laced with full authority, each word deliberate and commanding. You choked back a swallow before you corrected yourself.

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about." You stood on your ground.

"Yeah? Let me remind you how it feels then, this time, with me." Logan grunted in your ears before you felt a rush of cold air blowing against your damped panties resulted from Logan lifting your skirt up. You whimpered once you feel his fingers grazing against your soaking wet cunt, earning a mocking tut from Logan.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Your cunt says otherwise, Peach." He rubs you through the panties before ripping them off of you, the sound piercing through the room.

Logan crouched on his knees, proving his promise to you the one where he'd like to take his time smelling you from down your legs up to your thighs, dragging his warm tongue on your delicate skin upwards earning a moan from you. Logan hummed once he connected his lips to your glistening pussy lips, his tongue swirling and lapping your gushing juices.

You feel like god had just granted you your wishes into doing this sinful things. You finally can experience the feeling of his tongue against your throbbing cunt that keeps on gushing. Logan moaned, while he laps your juices up like a dog. "You taste just as I imagined, peach-flavored cunt." He murmured against your pussy.

A rosy hue crept across your cheeks hearing his statement. "Come on, Peach. Gimme more." Logan breathed out, his two hands that were gripping your thighs pushed and lifted you upward attempting you to bend over more over the top of the washing machine. Spreading your legs wide, you moaned out loud once you feel his tongue crazily lap your pussy like a dog in thirst.

"S-sir.." You squeaked, feeling yourself close.

"Hmm, yeah, give it to me, Peach." Logan grunted, burying his face even more.

"Ngh, I'm gonna-" Before you could finish that sentence, you froze as you heard your dad's voice calls out to you.

"Buttercup! I'm home, have you managed with the laundry yet?" He hollers from the other room. You gasped while Logan didn't even budge, he kept resuming his action.

"Y-yes, Dad! Everything's good now!" You holler back, holding yourself back from moaning.

"Do you need any help, darling?" You heard the sound of footstep, your eyes widened and hurriedly answer, "No- No, Dad! Everything's good, I'll be coming in a second." Logan smirked.

"Okay darling, I'm gonna get some rest." Your dad holler back as his footsteps fading away. You sighed in relief before you gasped when you feel Logan entering two fingers inside your cunt.

"What a naughty little girl, she needs to make herself cum before she gets back to being the dotting daughter huh?" You whimper to his words.

"Please, sir. Don't stop, it feels so good.."

"Yeah? Wait till you feel my cock." Logan vowed. He curled his fingers inside you, effortlessly flicking your g-spot before he stood back up on his feet, leaning against your back. He gently guide you to stand on your feet even though it's impossible for you as you're still in daze from his fingers still working their magic.

Logan whispered all kinds of filthy things in your head to get you to reach your high. "Is this just like what you imagined, peach?" — "Feels so good yeah?" — "Yes it does. Are you gonna cum for me?" — "Yeah come on, almost there, I know," — "Make a mess on my fingers, baby."

As you choked a loud moan, Logan's other hand went to silenced you while you came gushing down on his fingers. Your whole body shook while Logan holds you in place as you're coming down your high.

"There you go, good girl." You panted once you've gained your strength to stand on your own, you turned around and to find him smirking, a notable wet droplet covered some parts of his jeans as you now just learned, that you squirted on him a little.

He brought his fingers up to his mouth, his gaze never leaving yours as he tasted what's remained of you on his fingers.

"Hmm, taste just like a peach."

let me know if you want me to start the journey for Logan & Peach 😉

[okshu]

—ㅤ⠀ 峠ㅤ⠀ 𝗐͟𝗐͟𝗐﹕﹙ZB1 FIC RECS﹚

all fics of zb1 that me and @fairyofmangoes read and swooned over at the dead of the night. the authors are really talented too so make sure to check out their other works too.

▨ LEGEND ㄑ f - fluff, a - angst, s - smut

성한빈 ─── SUNG HANBIN

be careful, don't fall by @haesunflower [f] [uni AU, clumsy reader and student nurse hanbin; 0.7k]

a night in monaco [ one . two ] by @ohsunnyboy [f] [fake dating, flirting, one bed trope, lazy kisses]

to breathe in your life by @zhng96 [f] [comfort fic, insecure!reader]

sitting in traffic by @loserlvrss [a,f]

hanbin and non-sexual dominance by @zbis [f]

forget? you? by @hariboz [a]

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김지웅 ─── KIM JIWOONG

french press by @zerobaselove [s] [jealous jiwoong; 1.2k]

cuteness aggression by @haecien [f] [boyfriend texts with jiwong]

a morning to remember by @taerrrrrae [f]

winter confessions by @taerrrrrae [f]

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章昊 ─── ZHANG HAO

a perfect fit by @zerobaselove [f] [campus crush! zhang hao x reader; 3.4k]

to chase a dream by @ohsunnyboy [f] [musician au, rivals, makeouts and happy endings]

one day only by @cinnajun [f] [established relationship; 1.3k]

drunk of you by @kkongdakz [a] [rivals to somewhat lovers, suggestive; 2.3k]

dollification by @amoremainslayer [s]

sir oblivious by @sxmmerberries [f] [textfic]

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석매튜 ─── SEOK MATTHEW

coloumb's law by @seoktized [s] [ft. jake from enhypen, college au; 3.4k]

airpods by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [stepcest; 2k]

feel good by @loserlvrss [s] [soft smut]

show me how to use that pretty mouth of yours by @aswaki [s] [oral fixation; 2.2k]

mile high club privilege by @aswaki [s] [stewardess/flight attendant reader, strangers themed; 1.8k]

matthew flashfic this and this by @aswaki [s]

semi public sex by @528-hotline [s]

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김태래 ─── KIM TAERAE

taedros taedros [ one . two . three ] by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [bsf taerae]

giving it a chance by @haesunflower [a] [not super angsty, established long term relationship]

keep it quiet by @cinnajun [f, sugg] [best friend’s brother!au x reader; 3.6k]

this loser by @kkongdakz [f]

a summ(lov)er song by @kkongdakz [f]

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沈泉锐 ─── SHEN QUANRUI

against everything by @ohsunnyboy [f] [royalty!au, arranged marriages, sword fights and honour]

cherry chapstick by @loserlvrss [sugg]

sunlight by @kkongdakz [f]

wooden block tower by @kkongdakz [a]

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김규빈 ─── KIM GYUVIN

7:34 pm by @zhng96 [f] [blurb]

sunny days by @zhng96 [f] [3.1k]

new year's kiss by @hariboz [f] [friends to lovers; 1.6k]

only one by @loserlvrss [f] [established relationship; 1k]

battery recharge by @kkongdakz [f]

kiss it better by @kkongdakz [f]

world's cutest couple by @cinnajun [fake angst]

pool sex by @carmesi-butterfly [s]

birthday much? by @arafilez [f] [drabble; 0.3k]

you kissed him and ran away by @sxmmerberries [f] [text imagine, bsf!gyuvin]

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박건욱 ─── PARK GUNWOOK

why are you ignoring me by @slytherinshua [f]

one bed by @kkongdakz [f] [enemies to somewhat lovers; 1k]

consequences by @lovepookie [f, a]

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한유진 ─── HAN YUJIN

a spark of light by @ohsunnyboy [f] [bestfriends, homework, pining away and gaming]

love lock by @trsrina [f]

mario cart by @trsrina [f]

2a.m. crisis by @slytherinshua [f, sickfic]

side dishes by @gyubaseone [f]

everything is okay by @taeraemisu [f]

7:39 pm by @itsactuallylina [f]

red thread of fate by @carmesi-butterfly [f]

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제로베이스원 ─── OT9 / POLY

zb1 top 3 kinks by @melobin [s] [not including gunwook & yujin]

cute things zb1 do as you bf by @tzuberry [f] [maknae line hcs]

she's busy bro by @haesunflower [f] [text imagines, yujin not included]

cuddling with zb1 by @cinnajun [f] [headcannons, yujin not inc]

this love is small by @taeiun [f] [some of the little things that they do in your relationship, yujin not inc]

zb1 as love tropes by @tzuberry [f] [headcannons, maknae line]

sweet venom by @taeiun [f] [headcannons, pulling them by the collar and kissing, 02z + 04z + gw]

zb1 as your boyfriends by @cinnajun [f] [hcs, yujin not incl]

zb1 as taylor swift songs by @zhng96 [f] [blurbs]

calling your bsf "babe" by @zhng96 [f] [text imagines]

why him by @hariboz [f] [text imagines, you ask for another member's pc]

why didn't you kiss me by @hariboz [f] [text imagines]

favourite places to kiss by @loserlvrss [f] [blurb, gw + yj not incl]

is this mine? by @kkongdakz [f] [reaction, when you wear their clothes]

we're so cliché by @kkongdakz [f] [zb1 as love tropes]

kiss me by @kkongdakz [sugg] [making out with hyung line]

you being sleep deprived/sleep drunk by @sxmmerberries [f] [maknae line + taerae, text imagines]

no more kisses by @faithst [f] [ot8, hcs, s/o being shy after every kiss]

copyright to respective authors, don't forget to reblog their works ^^ okshu + @fairyofmangoes

[cowgirlcherrie]

STARTEAM ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ volleyball! loser! ellie drabble

a/n: there is no plot for this it’s just a thought I haven’t been able to shake since seeing the amazing volleyball! ellie art by @caspervi ♡♡

volleyball! ellie art. support their work here!

update: also just realized @elliespeach has a wonderful volleyball! ellie fic and basically kickstarted the idea so support their work here too !!

content: 18+ MDNI, sexual themes, lowk saliva play if u squint bro, fem! water girl! reader

— song(s): STARTEAM by lastclass & byelilfly

Ellie was in timeout. 

Well not literally, but being benched felt like she was. Suddenly she was 5 again and her teacher was moving her card to red, for her indecent behavior. Ellie wanted to whine, she wanted to fight back – bitch and moan. She had been putting in the work! Up in the gymnasium at the crevice of the glowing somber night to practice her bumping and setting; perfecting her spikes and it seemed as if she would never get to reach tranquility. She couldn’t be an ace, she couldn’t beat her opponents. 

She was drenched in sweat head-to-toe —  the fabric of her jersey sticking to her chest like glue. Beads of fresh sweat dripped down her forehead as she licked her dehydrated lips. She needed to breathe. But Ellie didn’t know breath control. She didn’t know stopping either, her routine was damaged, she was jaded and her brain was fuzzy the plays didn’t even make sense to her. Her brain was insanely flawed.  Nothing but incoherent doodles as her coach yelled in her face to take 5. 

All she knew was routine:

Wake up at 5 am. Go for a run at 7 am. Nutritious breakfast at 9 am. Practice 10-4 pm. A quick nap and muscle soak before a game.

All her hard work burned into ashes; eventually to dust and crumbs as it became nothing but a false sense of dedication. Sleepless nights and aching muscles just to be benched. Ellie was incandescent. Her eyebrows furrowed, cheeks a pulsing red – like clown makeup from the intensity. Her blood cells flowed healthily and her heartbeat was in the root of her ears like the pulsing of the music that kept her going.  While some may say a body is a temple; her’s was a ticking time bomb ready to go off in any second. 

Ellie couldn’t keep her eyes open, the sound of sneakers against the freshly polished floors made her eardrums bleed, similar to scraping a metal ruler against a school board. 

Dropping her head as she looked down at her legs. Her thighs were drenched in sweat the shin guards cutting off any circulation, making her thighs look wonderfully plump and 10x more muscular. Ellie was becoming hyper-aware until a sudden tap on her back and a sweet toothache-inducing smell filled her nostrils. 

It was you.

The water girl, her hero. Just the right person to fix her cravings. A thin white ridged paper cup in your hand with water filled to the brim as you held it out in front of you with a gentle smile. Ellie always thought your sweetness was ravishing. She thought her teammates were undeserving of such pleasure and authenticity from you. The other girls would dim your light – and by dimming it she meant flirting with you. Calling you sweetheart and asking to take you out to dinner which was followed by your rich voice telling them, “It’s unprofessional!” but she was too bashful to admit it; she wanted to do it too. 

The word baby could not escape her lips without being immediately flustered by it, Ellie was too smitten and starstruck by you. Quiet and lightly spoken, hell she was called ‘Bitchless 7 Williams’ for a reason. Stuttering over her words, hands shakier than ever, her affection becoming aggression she wanted nothing more than to drag herself out. She wishes she could be more flirty, more outspoken; then just maybe she would have been lucky to snag you, her water girl. 

You knew she could get down, she palpably could get rough with the right motivation. It was the way her anger transcended on the court, you were sure it would manifest in other places too. But part of you loved it, it turned you on, when you were alone at night, entangled in your duvet as you wondered what she would look like calling out your name. She was a fucking loser, a pathetic whiney player that still took the fall.

Initially, you thought you were sweeter; more gentle but Ellie was more bashful than you. She wasn’t like her teammates. Ellie didn’t make eye contact with you at all or call you names. She did, however, stare at your boobs for too long through your tightly fitting workout jacket that hugged every crevice of your body just right. Giving your boobs an extra push. It was perverted, but you caught her every time. Coincidentally that’s what got you hooked on her. You weren’t going to stop her. 

Like a hound dog you could smell what she wanted, you never failed to see the drool finally dripping from her tongue that she masked by bringing up her cup with great speed as the stretchy saliva dripped down the edge of her fingers and her cup. You did notice how she would leave a sticky residue; her clear fluids all over the cup before handing it back to you. Running off right before you can get a word in.

“Hope you’re thirsty It took me hooours to pour this” you teased, holding out the cup towards Ellie with a smile. That soft grin of yours that easily made anyone swoon on you. Ellie caught herself doing it again. In a room with so many people, her team, friends, and family, she sent a quick look at your boobs before looking back at the sparkles in your eyes. Like diamonds and pearls; vibrant and warm. Lewd thoughts raced in her brain like gnats. 

She was giving you teeth, as she took her shirt up; again, to wipe her forehead clear of the everflowing liquid. 

“Oh yeah,” Ellie taunted back, with a smirk on her face. She wasn’t sure where this confidence was coming from, so she reached out to take the cup from you. Bringing the cup up to her lips as she tilted her head back, taking large gulps of the water not breaking eye contact with you. You saw the string of saliva again as she dropped the cup from her lips, taking a soft breath. 

“More . . .” Her voice was breathy as if she ran a mile. 

“More what?”

“More water…please?” Ellie pleaded, she spoke fast and in a whisper shaking the empty cup as she handed it back to you.

“Sure thing Els,” You confirmed taking the cup from her hands feeling the sudden dampness of her drool around the cup. Almost damaging to the deteriorating paper. “You got something here”

You pointed to your own chin with your pointer finger, as Ellie quickly rushed a hand up to wipe off any excess liquid with the back of her hands, fingertips covered in bandaids. 

“Sorry,” it was a quiet whisper. 

You turned to the back this time giving Ellie a full view of the way you looked in the short shorts — that were almost as tight as your top. Ellie had to look away. Almost as if she were being under surveillance, she had to behave; control her wandering eyes that betrayed her more than often.

Just as you were about to give Ellie the cup again, a shout from her coach filled the spacey gymnasium. With that simple shout, Ellie became a machine. Lifting her legs up forgetting about her water request and rushed back onto the court. If she was so lucky to have the chance, she’ll fetch the water from you later. Hopefully with a reward on her back. 

Williams! Back on the court! Let’s try it again #7 Hustle! 

[rizsu]

round one: babies vs dad gojo satoru.

sum. twin girls !! short lil drabble yk

gojo wasn't exactly the best at handling newborns — actually, scratch that — he was the worse at doing so. kids aged 5+ are okay, he knows how to handle them. babies and toddlers? no. to gojo, babies are absolute cuties until they aren't. he's all for "they're kinda cute" until he has to be the one to calm them down during their tantrums.

which brings him to the current situation: identical twin baby girls versus one man that's their father. it's a heated battle. only one may win this fight — to the babies, it's a fair game. to gojo, it's unfair. it's two against one; he must become victorious for the sake of his pride ( and to prove his point to you ).

unbeknown to the girls, gojo's familiar with their game. eat -> cry -> babble -> eat again -> sleep — that's their strategy. the cycle by which they mostly live by until they're old enough to realize they're humans. gojo's night will now consist of his girls, a sleeping wife, and water. a lot of water. perhaps enough water to fill a large tank.

it's 6 pm, you'll wake up in about an hour. hoping that it'll be enough time to shower and dress both, gojo sneaks out of your shared bed and into the nursery room. in his view, there are two wide-awake babies. one is attempting to consume her foot while the other attempts to reach the toys hanging above the crib.

"hey," whispering softly, gojo's eyes form a crescent shape at his daughters' excitement. he knows they are smiley babies but it always melts him whenever he sees or hears their giggles. lifting both into his arms, he sets them onto their playmat before scooting to the other side of the room for their clothes, diapers, bath toys and towels.

entertained by their conversation together, he organizes the materials needed and walks back to their crib. gojo lays out two outfits: a strawberry onesie and a banana themed onesie. they were totally, totally not bought on impulse.

now, here comes to difficult battle: getting them in the bath-tub itself. they're prepared with toys, some bubbles and a two floaties. the issue lies in whether the girls are ready to be in water — which shouldn't pose a problem because he meticulously made sure that the temperature matches their comfort level.

successfully managing to place one baby, he watches the other quietly. one wrong move and gojo will need two earplugs. "wooooooooosh," trying to convince her, he makes playful sounds while trying his best to get her in the water. whatever strength babies are born with needs to vanish — every time her feet gets close to the water, she raises them up.

baby number one is absolutely enjoying life. entertained by the toys, she splashes her hands around creating a mess but it's okay. baby number two, however, is determined to not touch that water and gojo is determined to get her in it.

"pleaseee," he begs, sighing as she started making cries of complete annoyance. it doesn't seem like he'll win against her. maybe not today.

many attempts and many fails happened over a five-minutes span and gojo has yet to get her to at least touch the water. patience is key but he might just take a bowl of water and dump it on her head.

"need help there?" the voice of his savior catches his attention. watching you who's leaning against the door frame, wearing a shirt he swore he lost and smiling at him, he turns baby number two to you with the sentence, "she's all yours."

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[reareaotaku]

Masterlist IV [Complete]

Masterlist V | Masterlist III | Masterlist II | Masterlist I Updated: Aug. 28, 2024 [9:39 PM CDT] * = Slight Nsfw/Nsfw Content

Beetlejuice

Beetlejuice

Beetlejuice & Lydia Deetz Headcanons

Lydia Deetz

Beetlejuice & Lydia Deetz Headcanons

Goofy Movie

Max Goof

She Said See You Later, Boy [Pt. II of He was a Skater Boy] Birthday Celebration Max Goof Headcanons Max NSFW Headcanons* Max Dating Headcanons

Bradley Uppercrust III

Bradley Headcanons Birthday Celebration Bradley NSFW Headcanons*

Peter Pete Junior "P.J."

Birthday Celebration

Bobby Zimmeruski 

Birthday Celebration Bobby Headcanons*

Tank

Birthday Celebration

Goofy

Birthday Celebration

Teen Mutant Ninja Turtles

Michelangelo 'Mikey'

Mikey Headcanons

Donnie

Sweet Pretty Thing

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

I Wanna Be More Than Friends

Victorious

Tori Vega

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Andre Harris

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Cat Valentine

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Robbie Shapiro

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Beck Oliver

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Jade West

Victorious Main Cast Headcanons

Spiderman

Miles Morales

Miles Morales Headcanons Another World

Gwen Stacy

Yandere! Gwen Stacy Headcanons

My Babysitter's a Vampire

Ethan Morgan

[Yandere] Ethan Morgan Headcanons

It

Richie Tozier

First Kiss

Emperor's New Groove

Yzma

Male! Yzma Headcanons

Turning

Miles Fairchild

Impress a Crush New Girl

Dork Diaries

Mackenzie Hollister

Mackenzie Hollister Headcanons

Malcom in the Middle

Reese Wilkerson

Reese Wilkerson Headcanons

The Middle

Axl Heck

Love Thy Sister's Friend Axl Heck Drabble

Kim Possible

Kim Possible

Being Friends w/ Kim Possible [& More]

The Goldfinch

Theo Decker

But I Love You

Boris Pavlikovsky

Yandere! Boris Pavlikovsky Headcanons

Diabolik Lovers

Kou Mukami

Yandere! Kou Mukami Headcanons

Azusa Mukami

Yandere! Azusa Mukami Headcanons

Carmen Sandiego

Graham Calloway

Yandere Crackle Headcanons

Inside Job

Brett Hand

[Toxic] Brett Hand Headcanons

Gravity Falls

Bill Cipher

Bill Cipher Headcanons Bill in Prison Equally Obsessed Reader Hate, Hate, Hate Yandere Bill Cipher Headcanons Yandere! Ford vs Yandere! Bill Jealous/Yandere Bill Headcanons

Reverse Pine Twins

Rev! Pine Twins vs Pine Twins Keep You Here [Pt II]

Pine Twins

Rev! Pine Twins vs Pine Twins Monster Fall AU Monster Falls [Pt II]

Dipper Pines

Aged Up! Dipper Pines Romantic Headcanons Reader who can Jump Dimensions

Stan Pines

Teen! Stan & Ford Pines Headcanons Monster Fall AU Lost in Town [Pt I] Stan Pines Headcanons Yandere! Stan Pines Headcanons

Ford Pines

Teen! Stan & Ford Pines Headcanons Monster Fall AU College Ford w/ Painter Reader Yandere! Ford Headcanons Yandere! Ford vs Yandere! Bill Stanford Gleeful Headcanons Enemies 2 Friends to Something More* Hot & Sweaty * [^PT II] Good Morning I Can't Have You*

Peanuts

Schroeder

Schroeder Headcanons

Phineas and Ferb

Jeremy Johnson

Jeremy Johnson Headcanaons

Ferb Fletcher

Ferb is quiet as a mouse

Fairly Oddparents

Periwinkle 'Peri' Fairywinkle-Cosma

Peri Headcanons Human Reader More Peri x Human Reader Headcanons Peri x Toothfairy!GN! Reader

Scream

Billy Loomis

Prank Call

Game Of Thrones

Daenerys Targeryan

A Knight

Bran Stark

Yandere! Bran Stark Headcanons

Superman

Jon Kent

Apple of My Eye

Batman

Damian Wayne

Apple of My Eye

Dick Grayson

Watcher or Stalker?

Tim Drake

Tim Drake Headcanons

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

True Hate-filled Love

Mean Girl

Regina George

Regina George Headcanons

Own Characters

Rich Boy Lucas

Kidnapping Lucas

Arcane

Jinx

Yandere! Jinx Headcanons

Coco

Miguel Rivera

Miguel Headcanons

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Prince/Fire Lord Zuko

Yandere Zuko Headcanons

Katara

Katara Headcanons

Avatar Aang

Avatar Aang Headcanons

[shidouryusm]

Soooooo sami 👉👈 since we are both Hawks girlies we are in agreement that he has the most sensitive wings right? The kind that would quiver and tremble when he cums and if you touch them at any point he's just instantly hard... and if you grip them whilst jerking him off his hips will buck off the bed and he whines. Right???? 🫣

im so sorry it took me this long to finish it. i promise i intended to make them fuck but I got carried away into the plot iiufbiufhwjf. but you ask and i serve baby.

Hawks may be the one with wings but it was you who made him fly

Hawks x f!reader

synopsis: keigo arrives from a hellish day at work. as his sweet little girlfriend you find a way to relieve him

minors DNI. 18+ content.

word count: 2.4k (it was supposed to be a drabble...sigh)

content: hero au, established relationship, female anatomy!reader, switch!hawks,a little subby hawks but he switches at the end, handjobs, blowjobs, implied penetrative sex at the end, teasing, a bit of edging, titplay, playing with balls, cumeating, idk lmk what i missed.

a.n- well this was nasty and fun to write. this is my first time writing about him so do let me know how do you like it. not proofread well im v tired its 3 am :((

6:07 pm. The tokyo skyline has painted itself in the inkish blue, the little canvas of twilight already dwindling away while you stand in the middle of the balcony taking it all. you look up into the horizon, eyes hoping to catch a speck of red and yellow to appear that will sweep you out of your waiting game. 

Keigo was supposed to arrive atleast 40 mins prior, considering he gets off of duty today relatively earlier than other days. Promising an evening reserved to enjoy the pacificity of being with you – away from the worldly issues. 

He usually glides through the air, slowly landing on this very balcony, pressing a fleeting kiss on your lips even before his feet touches the ground and stumbles you both inside the house. According to him – it keeps things interesting. whatever he meant. you chuckle lightly thinking about that. 

Your trance of thoughts almost missed out the door knob turning and instead of the grandeur entrance of your boyfriend like some flying peter parker he is, you watch him sluggishly drag his body in. 

“to what do I owe such anticlimatic entrance, darling?”, you ask amusedly, walking inside the house to greet him which soon diffuses as you realise the dark shadows under his eyes and his face worn out by a hundred years. he looks beat up. 

“baby?…”, you voice in worry.

Keigo looks at you, watching him with a hint of concern playing in your eyes. you look so cute like that, he thinks. eyebrows squinted together, head slightly tilted and lips jutted together in confusion on why he’s staring at you like that. your skin looking soft and as tempting to get a feel of, decorated with a purple satin loungewear. 

Keigo takes a step forward, closing the distance. your hands reach his face, stroking from the little stubble in his chin to the swell of his cheek. he melts in your touch, his hands finding your waist and pulling you against his body. Keigo hides his face in your neck, his breath comes out in short huffs, tickling you in the crevice between your shoulder and head. 

“It’s been heck of a day”, he mumbles. pity courses through you when you hear his strained voice. You comb through his slightly unruly locks, scratching the base of his scalp while he holds you flush against his body , letting a hum right against your skin.

“awe..made you work a little too hard, baby?” you coo. One hand still raking through his hair while the other snakes around his waist, going upwards till it brushes against the base of his red, bright feathers.

The feel of your hands against his feathers jolts keigo up, a small grunt leaving his lips, still pressed against your neck. your fingers trail over his back, ghosting over his feathers before you carress them again. 

This time,a small, breathy moan escapes from keigo. his hands on your lower back pulls you in— as if you’re not already just a layer away from being inside his skin. 

You smirk, his reactions turning the cogs in your mind to play with him a bit.

“are you sensitive there, keigo?” you asked amusedly, your finger circling the base, right where his feathers sprout out. his face is hidden against your neck but you could still make out the hint of redness that spreads over the nape. 

Keigo pushes himself against you, the movement causing you to feel his clothed bulge rub against your naked thigh, you let out a soft sigh. you could make out the hardness of his cock even with the clothing.

His dick strains against you and what a good girlfriend like you would do in this situation—of course help him out in his little issue.

You pull him off of you, his eyes are drooping. you press a quick kiss on his lips before looping your arms around his neck. 

You feel his eyes glide downwards, taking in your figure. A flimsy tank top hugs your upper body in the most alluring way possible, your nipples hardened and poking out of the fabric like two peaks, making Keigo’s cock jump in his pants. The matching shorts rides up your thighs, exposing the full expanse of the plush skin under his golden eyes. you look so comfortable…and delectable. 

“should I help you out a little? you look like you could use some” you say, a little giggle passing through your lips. his eyes are still glued on your body and you take this opportunity to slightly tug the base of his feathers, bringing his attention back to you. Keigo hisses at the sensation, his face morphing into a temporary state of pleasure whenever your fingers come in contact with his supple feathers.

“Mhmmmm”, you hear him hum before his lips clash against yours. You stand there, in the middle of your hallway as keigo makes out with you, his lips languidly playing the push or pull with your lips. 

His hand reach down the back of your thigh and he hooks your whole leg around his waist, the position allowing him to rub his cock directly against your core. You moan into the kiss. Wanting more. But most importantly, making him feel wanted even more.

You push him towards the bedroom, both of your linked bodies stumbling under the low lights of the hallway till you reach there.

His body is manhandled onto the mattress, your figure hovering over his, as you keep on planting kisses all over his face, reaching his jaw. your mouth tilts against his while your tongue presses flat on his skin, savouring his taste. Keigo grabs your hips, needing something to ground himself from the sudden dominance you’re showing – not that he’s complaining at all.

“fuck baby…you’re so hot like that”, his voice raspy and laced with yearn. You hum against his jawline, your hands tugging on the tight compression shirt he has, wanting them off his body. 

He obliges. Your eyes drink the way his muscles taut while he pulls the fabric off himself and tosses it somewhere you could care any less about. Your hands lay against his pecks, as your mouth finds his once again. Keigo deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue inside the cavern of your mouth, a dribble of spit escaping from your shared mouth down your chin.

Your hands reaches towards his feathers and your hands softly massages the ends of it, making keigo moan in your mouth. 

“fuck…this will make me-” keigo squirms a little,  his mouth dancing more fiercely with yours. his hands squeezes your ass, making your clothed core grind in circular motions over his crotch, multiplying the sensation by tenfolds in Keigo's and your body.

“Cum? just by playing with your feathers? didn’t know you were that sensitive keigo.” you tug the ruffled plumage and Keigo almost bust a nut. his head falls backwards from the treatment and his hips inadvertently buck against your core. Your pussy lips are planted right over his dick and the way he thrusts himself upwards makes you pulsate. 

You look at him majestically submitting to you, so bare and vulnerable. It stirs a different feeling inside you. 

Top.2 hero for the world yet so weak in the knees for you. Wings so fierce yet so tamed under your touch.

“d-don’t get too ahead, you’ll regret it, darling” you hear keigo warn in between the kisses, his voice still broken and hoarse. 

“oh really? sure.” you use both your hands in work. one tugs the feathers, a little rougher than previous times, while the other hand palms his cock, rubbing the palm of your hand against the head of his cock. Keigo moans unashamedly, having his sensitive feathers played like that.

 “doesn’t look like it though” his little moans vibrates against your skin

That’s what you love about keigo. He may act tough and smug but will not be slightest bit of ashamed to vocalise his feelings during sex. Starting from little grunts to lewd moans – he drawls all of them. The little shake in his voice makes your pussy throb painfully, wanting nothing more than to sink yourself in him and drown yourself in pleasure while holding him tightly within. 

Your hands trail upwards towards the belt of his pants, peeling them out of his skin. His cock is swollen, the veins roped around the shaft popping angrily, hard as it sprung up, slamming against his stomach. The sight already enough for you to gush your arousal on his lap. 

you wrap your hands around his base, feeling his cock twitch upon the feel of your skin. Keigo tenses with the touch, exhaling audible breaths. His hands reach your shoulders, dropping the strap of the thin tank top. 

He could see your tits slightly jiggle from the movements and his mouth wanted nothing more than to wrap itself around your pert buds. 

You move your hands in rhythm – twisting and squeezing your hand in a way that he absolutely loves. A move that always gets him off. Your hands reaches the top of his shaft, his tip is angled beautifully, pre-cum falling of the slit endlessly. You run your thumb against the skin, pressing into the little slit. 

Keigo hisses again, his hands reflexively grabs your hair and tugs it. 

“F-fuck, don’t…”

you smirk at his reaction, smearing the pre-cum around the cockhead, reaching down the frenulum. while your hands work its wonders, his deft ones tugs your tank top down, releasing your tits from the confines. He kneads the soft mounds…pinching and rolling the nipples with his thick fingers.

The whole scene is lewd and pornographic – both of your hands working against each other to pleasure. Yours on his cock, stroking up and down in a steady rythm, occasionally squeezing the tip while his finds your tits to massage and jiggle it under his palm. Straight out of a sex tape.

You fondle his balls. It feels hot and heavy on your hands while you massage them. his muscle tenses, fighting every nerve to not spill his release yet. Stretching the seconds to imprint the feel of your hands. He reaches your shorts, his hands glides under them and reaching your cunt. 

“You’re so wet, baby. Seeing me like this gets you off?” he uses two of his fingers to separate the lips, his middle finger stroking the slit of your pussy all the way to the bundled nerve. he flicks it with one hand, earning a whimper from you. Keigo might get tamed under you momentarily but he still has the power to keep you on your toes as well.

His hands on you feels like heaven but you had a mission to accomplish. You get off his lap, kneeling right in front of him. Resting your hands on his thighs, you sink your mouth in his cock — sending keigo on the brink of orgasm right then and there.

“Oh shit…baby wait…” you move your mouth, your tongue kitten licks the head and moves down. His hands rest on the sides of your head while you bob un and down on his cock. 

“You’re so beautiful, baby. Look at your feathers all ruffled and disheveled. So so pretty.” 

Keigo could feel his heart hammering at your words. He always thought his love for you had reached the threshold way above the earth but you just had to prove it wrong. Looking at you gazing him with the doe eyes, your hands working deft magic to play with him on the edge of release, you were indeed the one with wings. Wings from the above. A descendent of heaven tailored specifically for him. 

“What a perfect little baby I got” he muses. You lay your tongue flat against his shaft, engulfing the whole length in your mouth, the ends of it reaching your throat. Your nose tickling with the untrimmed golden pubic hair decorating his pelvis. You tilt your mouth sideways, sucking more of him while your hands under plays with his balls. They twitch under your hands, begging for the release. You remove your mouth after licking the entirety of his length, his pre-cum smeared sheen on your lips. His wings flap and wraps around you. The sharp ends of the feather trailing the naked body of yours. 

You smirk devilishly before grabbing a handful of his feathers, tugging it from the ends, sending a trail of shock right to his spine which gushed down between his legs. 

Keigo watches you wink at him before licking your bottom lips to get a taste of his pre-cum. The sight breaking the straw that was holding him. With a final twitch, keigo cums. Strings of white rope decorates your palm while you work him through the release, occasionally licking his heavy cum from his opening. 

Keigo feels lightheaded. His body still tingling from the sensation of your hands and mouth. He looks at you giggling, your eyes crinkled with amusement and satisfaction while you lick a handful of his cum off your hand. Fucking hell. 

“do you feel better, babe?” you massage his thighs in hopes of taking care of him. He pulls you back into the bed. A quick kiss pressed against your lips — “well you did take a great care of me, I can’t deny. Certainly the best part about my day” his nose brushed against your cheek and you felt like your heart bloomed a batch of roses, specifically for him. 

“Im glad I could be of help, darling” your hand rakes his hair and you kiss his cheek. You feel his hands wrap around your waist, gilding down to the dips of your hips. 

“thank you so much baby. but…” Keigo turns you around in a split second, grabbing your hips to arch your back. Your ass hiked up in the air for him. His quick fingers tug the elastic of your shorts, peeling it off your skin, displaying your ass in full glory. 

He grabs a handful in his hands, spreading them apart to peek at your pussy lips, slick with your arousal, the gaping hole contracting. waiting for its turn to fucking bust.  

“wouldn’t it be a shame if I didn’t return the favour to you?” Keigo drags his length over the stripe of your pussy. pushing the tip inside slightly, drawing a moan from you.

It’s gonna be a long, fucking night.

a.n.2-> i just saw that he lives in a public security supply room LMAOAOAOAO more reasons for me to put him in a high rise penthouse where he fucks and lives to his heart’s content.

tagging @pastelle-rabbit because i promised her (here you go sweets), @stsgluver (my baby), if you want to be in my taglist hmu!!!

[solannn]

i dunno if reqs are still open, if sent at wrong time I'm so so sorry </3 (or if the fandom/anime I'm trying to request is not in ur list) I wanna request headcannons or drabbles aboutt 15!Chuuya (or Dazai, you can choose>_<) x w/ 15-16(?) y/o reader that has the same personality as Kyouko Sakura or maybe Mami Tomoe from puella magi? (Or the same ability) once again if this doesn't make sense i'm deeply sorry— puella magi and bsd has my HEART at the moment p-p

‘‘𝐏𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈’’

ᥫ᭡ 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐈, ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

⤷ Chuuya, Dazai with someone who’s like mami tomoe & kyouko sakura from puella magi. headcanon, gn reader, ooc for chuuya and non-consistency. Hints of male ( ? )

DAZAI OSAMU ;

( mami tomoe )

• i think, Dazai would be slightly intrigued by you, the first time he met you. You were assigned for a mission for the first, you seemed more experienced in mission than he does.

• It’s a long time since you’ve been paired with someone around your age, you felt lonely after doing mission alone. Mori didn’t want you feel so isolated since you’re so most experimented teen in pm, so after Soukoku’s first mission together he pairs you with Dazai.

• Dazai founded you rather, interesting. You were enough stong to fight on your own, and had a sense of personal justice to help anyone. He never really saw your ability during the mission, he wants to know what’s your ability about.

• he would maybe stubborn around, trying to find what’s special about you, how long you’ve been here, and how did you met Mori. His question was also intrusive to your liking, however you didn’t mind answering It.

"What’s your ability ?" Dazai asked, while playing with his Game console. His curiousity was slowly peaking out after their missions. [Name] rather a calm person, who doesn’t say about themselves much, unless you ask him. The brown haired male groaned as he lost his game, so he slightly looks up gaining back his attention on [Name]. ".., "I can summon percussion-lock rifled muskets, which are weapons or are used as a melee weapon. " You stated, as eyes met Dazai’s. The male in front of him lower his brows faintly. "that’s seems cool if you know how to use it." He admitted, his mouth forming a pout expecting a cooler ability. But, maybe you had cool way to use It. "Silly question, how long have you been here ?" He inquired, suddenly his pouty expression changed to serious one. "Four years ago." You revealed, you have been here, the longest time you could remember. His mouth gapped apart, this long ? "Before, you came here, i felt lonely. Nobody at my age was here to do mission with me." You admitted, your friendless state when you were younger. "ohhh" is the only sound that came out of Dazai’s throat.

Osamu now, appreciate you congratulations !!

CHUUYA NAKAHARA ;

( kyouko sakura )

• Chuuya noticed you, when you were walking around. His eyes always caught yours wherever you are here in pm or outside for a mission.

• Usually, he never saw you inside the pm. So that is why, he doesn’t know much about you. He heard some 'rumors' about you, some were about you fighting with the other members, as if you didn’t careless about them or just you being selfish. Some person said, that he shouldn’t go near you.

• His choose was to confront you, to see if you were as bad as they thought, and won’t hesitate to retaliate if you became aggressive towards him. When he saw you, you were chilling eating [fav food] in peace.

"So, you’re [Name], right ?" He asked you, his step became heavy to your ears, the heels of his boots tapped on the ground as he got closer, he was getting closer to you. "yeah ? Why are you even asking this?" You buntly spoke, eating the bite of your food. You expression was rather calm, you didn’t show any sigh of selfishness or anything, you just enjoyed your time. His brows narrowed faintly, those stupid rumors seems false when he saw you. "Is this about those person, i fight with ? Isn’t it ?" You inquired, looking at him. "Hah, you don’t seems like a bad person huh ?" A grin appears on the corner of his mouth. "ugh, whatever you say." A sweat drop flowed down your forehead, putting you chins on you palm. "I’m not cruel," You spoke, rolling you eyes. "But i’m not nice neither." You sarcastically stated. "Huh ?" A confuse sound came out of Chuuya’s mouth. He had to admitted, both of them resembled each other without meaning to. You were hot-headed, so he is. He’s the type of person would never get along with his partner, Dazai. And You don’t get along with anoyone, but both of you are still reasonable person to talk with. Might a future sign of them getting along, and tries to trust each other, having their sweet spot with each other and them trying to giving each other a will of life and humanity and its not their fault 🙏⁉️

A/N ; HELPP IDK WHAT I WAS TRYING TO DO W CHUUYA HEKP…

[mirandyficlists]

what are the nastiest, most toe-curling mirandy smut fics can you recommend?

Hey Nonnie

Uhh well we do have some hot and steamy fics out there in all shapes and flavours.  So there are several lists that will throw some of these up and I’ll link them below.  But for raunch or super hot sweaty snugglebunnies….

Basic Black by Beachbum https://archiveofourown.org/works/29045490

The sex scenes in It’s All Relative by Hawkbehere https://archiveofourown.org/works/5884348/chapters/13561771  And the later vignette

Taking one for the Team  https://archiveofourown.org/works/5866264

The X Ingredient by Telanu  https://archiveofourown.org/works/779927

The Devil in Ms Sachs (hot and hilarious) http://ralst.com/DevilMsSachs.HTM

Also there is some majorly hot shenaningans in two deleted fics (and I do have them, pm me if you want them)

Womanizer by 2dementedMuses 

Working Title by Pin_drop

I also understand that this author explores some hot and heavy dynamics  https://archiveofourown.org/users/StupidSexyCopShows/pseuds/StupidSexyCopShows/works?fandom_id=54476

And you can read through the following lists as well.

All the breast

Xvnot15

PWP 

(Might be either Plot? What Plot?  Or Porn with plot.  Basically hot sweaty snugglebunnies)

#34 by f_femslash  drabble -fic deleted but I have it.

5 Drabbles about Andy's Favorite Sex Toys by jaws_of_fenrir - afro_dyte?  Deleted but I have it.

12 Minutes by Zos  https://archiveofourown.org/works/17422376

17th Floor Going Down by worstliarever  https://worst-liar-ever.livejournal.com/1722.html

A Clean Break by Fictorium https://archiveofourown.org/works/250612

A Fly on the Wall by Pantone462 https://archiveofourown.org/works/8706967

A Minor Setback by Ubiquitousmixie https://archiveofourown.org/works/1616144

A Novel Idea by Ubiquitousmixie https://archiveofourown.org/works/1616096

A Slip of the Wrist by Scarlettscribble https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4462691/1/A_Slip_of_The_Wrist

Adjustments by thefutilitarian  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5874963/1/Adjustments

All Work and no Play by Elder_queer https://archiveofourown.org/works/584628

Angry by Elfjet  https://archiveofourown.org/works/14391420

Anything by Shyboots  Deleted but I have it.

B is for Bitch and Birken by quencher https://queencher.livejournal.com/945.html

Bedroom Confidential by Grdnofevrything https://grdnofevrythng.livejournal.com/196690.html

Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered by Blue eyed Devil https://blue-eyed-devil.livejournal.com/18444.html#cutid1

Call Me Andy by GrrrIliketigers https://archiveofourown.org/works/746194

Christmas Fic Exchange by air_one 23 https://air-one-23.livejournal.com/

Collision Course by Fictorium https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/1913519.html#cutid1

Come Andrea by Colleen  Deleted but I have the fic.

Common Reaction by Gardnofevrything https://grdnofevrythng.livejournal.com/195241.html

Dare by lady orleans  https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/1796475.html#cutid1

Degrees of Naked by ficburd https://ficburd.livejournal.com/1923.html

Fedora by chillyflame  https://archiveofourown.org/works/5675290

Foodfight  by miconi  Deleted but I have the fic.

Heat  by Fembuck  Deleted but I have the fic.

Hidden Talents by Chillyflame https://archiveofourown.org/works/2673134

Hot Hot Heat by Mira Cohen  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4548739/1/%3Cb%3EHot%3C_b%3E_%3Cb%3EHot%3C_b%3E_%3Cb%3EHeat%3C_b%3E

How Miranda Likes to Game by Skeeter451 https://archiveofourown.org/works/515560

I Said No Foam  by bellavita  Deleted but I have the fic.

Improvisations by Ubiquitousmixie  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1649000

In Front of the Fire by kosmos8 https://kosmos8.livejournal.com/3058.html

Kissable Lips by Grdnofevrything https://grdnofevrythng.livejournal.com/184278.html

  2. I’ll Be Yours by Grdnofevrything  https://grdnofevrythng.livejournal.com/185442.html

Long Hot Summer by pinguissexy https://pinguissexy.livejournal.com/2848.html#cutid1

Lost in Delaware by Sporkmetender  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1915359

Love is in the Air by Pandora007 https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/146697.html#cutid1

Lunchbreak by CrazybeCat https://archiveofourown.org/works/14911949

Lust by MirandaMeryl  https://mirandameryl.livejournal.com/19431.html

Melting the Ice Queen by Blue-eyed Devil  https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/206231.html#cutid1

Merry Christmas by Mercurichita by pinquissexy https://pinguissexy.livejournal.com/3695.html#cutid1

Midnight Desire by Pureecstasy6 https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/1646085.html#cutid1

On a Tear at the Beach by Quiethearted  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6861897/1/On-A-Tear-At-The-Beach

Pillow Talk by Eshusplayground  https://archiveofourown.org/works/16843723

Pining by Outuendo  https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/523809.html#cutid1

Plaything by fanchiction  https://fanchiction.livejournal.com/7256.html#cutid1

Possession by Loganwolfe http://www.ralst.com/PossessionDWP.HTM

Pushing Desire by frenchflotus  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5839911/1/Pushing_Desire

Pushing Her Buttons by Telanu  https://archiveofourown.org/works/750421

Ravenous  by ellenm https://archiveofourown.org/works/319392

Risky Business by Elder_queer  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1373971

Seven and a Half Minutes by The Raven https://archiveofourown.org/works/25689700

Smart Little Mouth  by ubiquitousmixie  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1616072

Stalling the Inevitable by Schwanenkoenigen  https://archiveofourown.org/works/49796446/chapters/125700463

Sweet Like Chocolate by Scarlettscribble  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4553399/1/

Too Hot To Handle  by Polgaria  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12052056/1/Too-Hot-To-Handle

Uninvited by Ubiquitousmixie  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1616192

Untitled by Helebette https://helebette.livejournal.com/3970.html#cutid1

When You Whistle by chillyflame  https://archiveofourown.org/works/5675191

Winning the War by Sporkmetender  https://archiveofourown.org/works/1916313

Yes You Make Me Wet by Wiser_dacshund  https://dvlwears-prada.livejournal.com/1107831.html#cutid1

You Give Me Fever by Sydney Redfield  Deleted but I have it.

[plutoenjoyer]

jooyeon — randomly biting him

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

genre: fluff tags: drabble, female reader, biting, lots of playful teasing, cuddling, body kisses, established relationship

jooyeon did not sign up to have a teething puppy for a girlfriend but alas, he puts up with you randomly biting him because he loves you. you keep doing it because his reactions are always entertaining, so maybe he should figure out how to keep a straight face (skill issue).

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

while gaming

the idea pops into your head one day and you can't stop thinking about it. you know yourself to be very kind and caring towards your boyfriend, but you love to (playfully) mess with him even more. eventually, after pretty much no debate with yourself (really, not even a 'hmm, maybe he's busy') you give into your curiosity as you watch jooyeon gaming. he's extremely focused on the screen, playing some sort of fast paced flashing confusion of a game. this would be the optimal time to strike. your lips are contorted into the most mischievous smile yet, trying not to laugh as you approach him from behind. it seems he's doing poorly because he keeps clicking his tongue and mumbling to himself. he doesn't even notice you looming over and eyeing his very beautiful, very exposed neck (he's wearing his favorite t-shirt, once again). you may have ulterior motives other than just messing with him, but that's a story for another day. of course, you don't want to really upset him so you wait until he's in a loading screen to do it. quickly you lean down, and sink your teeth into the muscle in the curve of his neck and shoulder—gentle but firm, not enough to hurt him but enough to cause a mild and hilarious discomfort, much to your amusement. he shrieks and turns to look at you in both fear and maybe a little bit of lust? you wouldn't put it past him to be a freak like that, but it's hard to tell from how you immediately start uncontrollably snickering at his surprised yelp, so much so that you can't focus on the light blush dusting his features.

"what the— i— huh?" he looks at you in horror, a band clasped up to his neck where there's now a very light mark of red on his skin. he doesn't notice the game is starting on the screen behind him.

"babe...? ...hey? babe?" an utterly confused remark. you can feel yourself getting addicted already.

you say nothing as you walk away, shooting him a thumbs up with a signature stupid grin, and go back to whatever menial task you were up to while waiting for him to be done.

getting ready

this time he's brushing his teeth. usually when you two wake up, way, way past noon on the days you have off, you'll get ready for the day together in the tiny, shared bathroom of his dorm. he's still not expecting or nor knows to look out for your attack. his mouth is full of foamy toothpaste when you decide, on a whim, that you really want to feel the skin of his shoulder between your teeth all of a sudden. and so you do, having already finished brushing your teeth because you're not a sleepyhead like him at one pm. you try to keep the same pressure as last time as to not hurt him. yet again, he yelps and you find it incredibly amusing, and also extremely cute. you handle yourself better this time, making it a point to be extra cheeky about it by not having a large reaction, though it's hard not to let a grin slip. this time he shoots you the most adorable pout coupled with a furrowed brow—it's hard to scold someone when your mouth is filled with toothpaste. it looks like he's starting to understand this will be a reoccurring thing.

"what?" you muster your most nonchalant voice as you pick up your moisturizer and start to lather your face, completely unfazed as if nothing had interrupted his brushing.

he quickly finishes up and washes out his mouth. he looks you dead in the eye. "you will pay for this."

without missing a beat, you reply, "i have no idea what you might mean?"

he rolls his eyes with a scoff, trying not to laugh at your antics though you both know he thinks you're adorable.

sitting together

you're sitting next to him in the practice room. he's fiddling with his bass and the new little gadgets he's gotten for himself that changes the sound—you're no expert, but you love to watch him be so animated and excited over his love of music. you love it so much so that the cuteness aggression once again bubbles up in your chest and you have the urge to bite him. you go quiet all of a sudden and this time he knows.

"aaaah-ah-ah. i know exactly what you're thinking." it's like he's scolding an energetic puppy. "you will not catch me off guard this time. i'm prepared."

you frown at him, a little displeased that he knows your tells now. you didn't think it was that obvious considering how many times he didn't see it coming. but you utilize this to your advantage, seeming more genuinely confused as you try to convince him that you're innocent. "hm? what are you talking about?"

he gives you a look like he can't decide whether he wants to play along and just let you do it or press further and win on a self-satisfying level. he purses his lips, thinks for a bit, even grumbles to himself. you can see the underlying thought process of his mind just from the way his face contorts. it's like he's asking himself what would be the more amusing option. if you were literally anyone else he would have fought for his pride and honor like the true maknae he is but he loves you to the point where he'll just let you win. you both are truly two peas in a pod.

after a moments pause, he goes, "...it's nothing. but, oh man, my poor cold exposed neck is so cold and exposed to the weather right now! so cold and so out in the open. i hope nothing bad happens!"

you laugh so hard you feel your stomach cramping. he starts cackling too, literal snorts of laughter, and he playfully smacks your arm. "c'mon, i'm doing this for you—"

before he can finish his sentence you're already launching yourself at him. you can't help it. this man has your whole heart. you give him a huge kiss on the cheek, then on his mouth, and lightly nip at the skin of his top lip. he's even caught off guard by that, you wonder if you'll ever get tired of seeing him surprised. but eventually he eases into it, holding his bass away from him so he can be closer and kiss you easier. you're both laughing into each other's lips. it's perfect.

it takes a whole makeup wipe to get off all the lipgloss from his cheeks and nose and forehead. you might have gotten carried away.

trying to nap

biting him has become a sign of affection for you now. you're both cuddling in bed, napping after a long day of hard work. this time around, you're wrapped up in his arms with your face close to his chest. if you turn your head, you can get a perfect angle of his forearm... maybe you're a little tired, or maybe you want to signal something much more affectionate, but you bite him very gently on his bicep, kissing the area right after. he doesn't complain or retaliate, instead there's just a slightly amused exhale from his nose, the kind that someone does when they're too tired to react in full. you snuggle further into his chest afterwards.

"why do you do this?" his voice is groggy and raspy, but you can hear the smile in his voice.

"because you're funny. you're cute, too, but mostly funny."

he let's out a playfully annoyed noise, one that signals that he's accepted his fate as your boyfriend and squeaky toy, before asking, "do i at least taste good?"

"hmm," you muse while thinking of your next response, "nah, too salty."

he laughs at that. "too salty?" there's a pause, as if he has to choose his words carefully, "what can i do to get sweeter?"

you start to laugh, too, because that's so cringe. but you play along anyway, "oh? get sweeter? it's almost like you want me to bite you. did you discover something new about yourself?"

"so you admit to biting me!"

damn, he got you there. you scrunch your nose at that, not saying a word because you don't want to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging it after how long you've committed to acting unaware.

you choose to deflect, "whatever! i think you secretly enjoy it anyway!"

"nuh uh."

"you so do."

"and what makes you think that?"

you don't want to explain that you've been paying attention to how his face gets a little red and how his pupils get just a little blown out whenever you do so. he unknowingly will give you such an entranced look for just a split second until he goes back to remembering he's supposed to be annoyed with you about it. and you don't want to explain how much that makes you want to bite him more.

"i just think you do."

he studies you face, trying to piece together what you may be thinking about so deeply when it would be much more common for you to come back at him with a snippy retort rather than such a mild response.

"okay, then do it again and see how i react."

your heart starts to beat faster. is that a challenge? a threat? a promise of something more?

you look into his eyes. they're beautiful and deep dark brown. you can barely look away as you shift to gently push him down on the shoulders and position yourself over him. he seems to enjoy watching you take the lead, especially when your face is the one flushed and slightly embarassed at his provocation.

wordlessly, you bring your lips down to his jawline and pepper kisses along his neck. you feel the way his breathing hitches with every subtle ghosting of your lips and every slight breath that tickles his skin—it leaves you absolutely captivated. all that exists is this moment.

you finally bring your teeth down into that same swoop of his neck and shoulders just like that first time, but it's so much different now. the sweetest that you've ever tasted.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

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[daydreamingyuta]

[9:06 pm] | Taeyong

summary: fluff, drabble, playing animal crossing with taeyong after a hard week <3 wc: 400 a/n: Happy Taeyong Day!! 💚 (every time I play animal crossing I think of him so I had to write a little drabble about playing with him!!)

A cool breeze blows in through the open living room window as you both devote the afternoon to playing animal crossing. Taeyong all but begged you to get the game for a month before you finally gave in, and you absolutely adore it. Now every time you see your boyfriend you always bring your switch with you just in case.

You both lay on the couch, your legs intertwined, as you visit Taeyong's island. "See, I turned the extra room in my house into a living room." He says, peeking up from his switch to see your reaction to his house arrangement and smiling to himself when he sees you like it. "Oh, you have to see what I did with my extra room too, Tank gave me a punching bag!" You say, making a mental note to show it to him later.

You two spend a while exploring his island. It's more developed than yours since he's been playing for longer so you make sure to visit everything. Once you've finally seen everything on his island, you decide to show him yours. As the game slowly loads, you can feel Taeyong's eyes on you. "I'm so proud of you, y/n." He says, setting his switch down on his lap and looking over at you with his big boba eyes.

"You're proud of me?" You melt because you know he's not referring to the game you're playing. You've had a hard week and, although you try not to vent to him too much because he already has enough on his plate, it all came out earlier. You just had to tell somebody and Taeyong is such an amazing listener.

"Very." He says, scooting closer to you and kissing you on your temple. You can tell that he wants to say more. He wants to list all of the reasons why he loves you and how he thinks you're so so brave, but he's never been the best with that sort of affection so when you snuggle closer to him, he knows that he doesn't have to say a single thing more.

"I'm proud of you too." You say looking up at him. He gets visibly shy and gives you his nervous laugh and you also know that you don't have to say anything more. So, you both turn your attention back to playing the game, but with your hearts so much fuller now.

[minijenn]

Aftter a very lengthy time, I am finally open for writing and art commissions again!

As per usual, feel free to send me a PM through any of the above channels to request yours! Also, bear in mind that all payments will be processed over PayPal and that that all commissions must be paid full price up front before I will start working on them. Also generally all prices are negotiable but I will uphold to the above prices mostly (though the line is blurred a little for the bigger projects)

As for what I’ll draw, basically here’s that list:

Art Commissions:

Universe Falls stuff (regular, AU, hypothetical stuff, you name It and I’ll pretty much do it (with some exceptions of course)

Stuff for these fandoms:

Gravity Falls

Steven Universe

Owl House

Amphibia

Kingdom Hearts (extra cost, see above) (also includes Keys to the Kingdom based art)

Legend of Zelda (extra cost, see above) (also includes Shades of the Sea based art)

Disney (Any of their animated movies fit, also Pixar)

Other Nintendo franchises (Mario, Animal Crossing, Metroid, ect.)

(anything outside this stuff… I’m not very likely to have any talent in drawing, so be aware)

Expect pretty much anything to be in my usual styles, as seen above, unless you have a specific request for a different style (which could cost a little extra, depending on how challenging it is)

The most characters you can request in a colored character sketch is 6 (there is no character limit for uncolored)

I will draw character death/blood/violence/gore/ect but not in an explicit manner

Here’s what I won’t draw:

NSFW (like at the very most I’ll draw a kiss tbh)

Ships I don’t support (and if you ask for one of these, I’ll let you know if I won’t go for it)

Fandoms/crossovers I’m not familiar with

I do reserve the right to reject or accept requests based on personal reasons!

Writing Commissions

These are pretty much only gonna be for drabbles and oneshots and the prices are as follows: 

$10 per 500-1000 word drabble 

$20 per 1000 word oneshot

+$5 per every 500 words over that base 1000 (max I’ll do is 5000 words)

As for the kinds of writing commissions I’ll be taking, basically any theme/AU/prompt goes, but keep in mind I’ll only be writing for these three things:

Universe Falls (this includes all of its AUs)

Kingdom Hearts/Keys to the Kingdom (includes AUs as long as I’m familiar with them/comfortable writing for them)

Legend of Zelda (any game/includes AUs)

And as for the rules of these writing prompts, they’re as such:

I won’t write any sort of porn/smut/lemon, other gross stuff

I won’t write for any ship I’m not familiar with/comfortable with

I won’t write anything with any non-canon OCs in it, sorry fam, they’re yours, not mine

Any and all tones are allowed, from teeth-rotting fluff to the angstiest of angsts

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[soundspeachytome]

challenge failed successfully - shohei ohtani au

a short drabble where shohei joins the no nut november challenge with the boys but Y/N had different ideas.

tw: mentions of sex, nudity, edging; filthy smut and a sprinkle sprinkle of fluff

word count: 2.1k

minors do not interact

additional author notes: happy monday everyone. hoping this helps us all survive another week of reality and shohei drought. you're welcome.

other notes: shohei is a horndog y'all but Y/N is a monster

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08:23 AM, Saturday morning

You were working on your little paint by the numbers project in the balcony when you noticed that the apartment suddenly became too quiet. Usually on a Saturday morning, it’d be booming with jazz or soul music that Shohei would be heard whistling or humming along. There’d be the clink and clank of cutlery and their cheap china in the kitchen with Shohei making his signature omurice with bacon and pancakes. Today, however, the apartment is oddly silent, it was as if someone had pressed mute on all of the possible sounds that existed in the apartment. 

You slipped back inside to check and lo and behold, you saw Shohei sprawled on the couch with his headphones, too focused on whatever got his attention on his ipad. He didn’t even notice you approaching. He had a serious look on his face that spelled concentration so you thought it might just be something about work again but peering into the screen of his ipad, it was definitely not about weekend work.

“What’s gotten you all worked up on a Saturday morning, babe?” he looked up, finally noticing you. He removes his headphones and gives you a toothy grin.

“The boys and I are chatting about the No Nut November challenge!” he said.

“The what?” you said incredulously. 

“No Nut November challenge, babe. For the entire month, we are going to avoid orgasm. Whoever does the longest wins the bet.” he said, still smiling, like it was the most amazing game he’s ever heard in his life.

“So like… no sex for a month?”

“Yes.”

“Ejaculation, too?”

“That, too.”

“Not even oral?”

“No, babe. It says “any kind of orgasm, so no. I’ll miss your pretty mouth, though.” he pinched your chin playfully.

“Huh. Are you sure about that? You have a higher sex drive than me, though.” you were hesitant about this. Not because you will miss a month’s worth of sexual intimacy with Shohei, but you’re more concerned if he’ll make it through without losing his mind. He is a beast in the bedroom, always looking for reasons to get you naked under the covers any chance he gets. 

“Of course, I can. What, like it’s hard?” He challenged me. You snorted loudly at the Legally Blonde reference.

 “Come on, babe. Anyone who wins the bet will be given free tickets to the SuperBowl!” I wrote a mental note to never question Shohei’s competitiveness, especially if football is at stake. 

“Fine. It’s not like it’d have a difference on me, though. When does the challenge start?” you raise your hands and do air quotes to put emphasis on the word. 

“Today, of course! It’s already November.” he beamed. You’re still looking at him like he was crazy. You have lost him to America. To weird internet challenges. You need to get him back before it’s too late. 

Sighing in defeat, you bend forward and kiss him square on the lips. “Whatever you say, babe. I’m going to continue my painting outside, ‘kay?” 

You intentionally lingered on the kiss, making sure he noticed. He returned the kiss almost too passionately. When he started to get deeper into the kiss, you pulled back, leaving him slightly disoriented.

Thankfully, for you, taking your boyfriend away this self-proclaimed sexual abstinence is going to be easy. You just know how to play this game. 

03:17 PM, Saturday afternoon

“Babe, can you please stop sending me articles about ejaculation!” Shohei shouted from the living room. You have now transferred back to the bedroom after the midday sunshine crawled into the balcony, temperature too hot to continue painting. 

You have started sending Shohei links about the health risks of not masturbating. One of them being associated with prostate cancer. 

“Some studies suggest that moderate ejaculation (2–4 times per week) is associated with a lower prostate cancer risk. Sexual activity everyday or every other day might increase fertility if you're attempting to conceive.” you type in a subtext along with the main article.

“Additionally, ejaculation relaxes your body, making you have a quality sleep. Quality sleep prevents tension and makes your body healthy and strong to face the next day.”

“You know I’m not reading all these right.” he texted back.

“Fine, I’ll stop. Just don’t come looking for me when you start getting horny…[wink face emoji]” you giggled, you’re starting to enjoy teasing him.

07:07 PM, Saturday evening

Shohei went out to buy ice cream for movie night while you were finishing up in the bath when an idea hit you.

You grabbed your phone from the nightstand and faced the bathroom mirror. You dropped the towel wrapping your body and only had your long locks cover a bit of your breasts. You took a decent amount of mirror selfies naked. One photo had your free hand hovering over your bare pussy in the most seductive way possible. You liked this photo and sent the rest of the good ones to Shohei’s number with a follow-up message, “Can’t wait for November to finish, babe &lt;3”. 

He always brings his phone around in case of emergencies so you’re one-hundred percent sure he would read this message.

You put your phone down and waited.

You were already fully clothed and drying your hair in front of the vanity mirror when Shohei burst into the room, face pale and almost horrified.

“That’s not fair!” he said. “I opened the message while I was lining up to pay! Stop doing that!”

“Why?” You said, feigning ignorance. “It’s not like I agreed to stop sending my boyfriend signals when I’m horny right?”

If his face was already pale, any ounce of color left has disappeared in a comical sort of way. 

“You know what… Never mind, Y/N. Come on out, it’s time to pick the movie.” He hurried out of the room before you could build up some horny remark. You wanted to see how long Shohei could do this so-called challenge before he gave up. It’s funny to see him struggling over something you’ve done on any normal day.

Before you left the room, you decided to change your clothes into a short night dress. It was showing a bit of your cleavage and the skirt rides up to your mid-thigh when you sit down. Perfect, you thought. 

You sat down beside Shohei on the sofa as he was browsing the movie selections on Netflix. “What do you wanna watch tonight? There’s new episodes of Attack on Titan… Oh look, there’s a new murder documentary that was added—” his eyes immediately went straight to your nightwear. 

“What? Go on, I’m listening.” you gave him an innocent look and scooted closer to him. 

“Nothing, uh, I think we can watch Jujutsu Kaisen: 0 instead. We haven’t seen this yet, right?” he looked away and pressed play without waiting for you. 

Once the movie started, you got engrossed with the story and forgot about your little plan. Shohei, too, as both of you are anime fans, there was only the occasional discussion about the story and action scenes. You got comfortable and put your head on his chest; his hand rested on your thighs. As expected, the nightgown skirted up while you’re sitting down, revealing much of your thighs.. He was mindlessly caressing your inner thigh, making you shiver.

Shohei stops and notices this. He pretended to cough and stood up.

“Water break.” He muttered. 

You finished the movie without any more of your tricks and decided you’d stop playing around Shohei now that you saw how much he wanted to play the game. When the ending credits rolled, you yawned and bid Shohei good night.

“Are you joining soon?” you pouted, hugging him from the back, your chin resting on his bicep. He was storing the dishes on the dry rack. 

“Yeah, let me just clear up here. You go ahead.” 

“Okay, good night.” you smiled sleepily and retreated back to the bedroom where you dozed off almost immediately.

03:27 AM, Sunday morning

You woke up to the sensation of something hard rubbing your back. 

It was dark and the only light you can see is the moonlight crossing over your bedroom curtains. It took you a while to rise from your deep slumber to realize what was happening: you were engulfed in Shohei’s embrace, his face buried under your hair and neck and his hands placed on your stomach and hips. In your ear, you could hear Shohei whimpering. Begging. Please, please, just one time. His hot breath against your skin. All while his hips were rubbing sloppily against your ass. 

You reached for your phone and saw the time.

“Sho, it’s the devil’s hour.” you complained groggily, trying to get out his grasp.

He continued to press his hips to yours back and forth, with audible grunts and groans reverberating through your entire body. His dick was pressing to your bum and you couldn’t help but return a sigh. Your whole body was on fire.

“Sho,” you turned around with more force now, shaking him awake. 

He snapped his eyes open and realized what was happening. 

“You were dry humping me, babe.” you said, almost irritably, as if the act was something illegal, but in respect to his current “bet” you had to stop him. 

He was rubbing his eyes and upon realization, groaned inwardly. “I’m so sorry, babe. Must be having a wet dream.”

“It’s not like I was complaining, though…” you said.. You touched his chest and slowly dragged your hand towards his midsection. You reached his abs and drew circles with your fingers. 

“if you really, really, want to…you can… But I don’t want to ruin your bet.” You backpedaled. He’s facing you now, almost about to bite the bait you’re dangling in front of him.

He stared at you and you bit your lower lip, waiting. He was thinking long and hard as if it was life and death. 

“Okay.” he said.

“Okay?”

“I’m no longer playing this silly game.” he pushed you to your back, him on top. He buried your neck with wet kisses and nibbles on your exposed breasts. In response, you hump needily towards him, pulling his boxers down to grab his stiff dick. You rubbed him fiercely against your hand while he continued to suck on your nipples. Lost in each other’s whimpers of pleasure and skin against skin sweat, he slides down your thong and starts to kiss your clit.

You let out a loud moan and pushed his head back.

“Don’t go slow on me now just because you felt bad for waking me up for sex. You already got me hot and needy, so just get it inside me now..” your voice pleading, desperate. 

“Please,” begging was the ultimate way to snap Shohei’s composure. He smiled apologetically but kicked his boxers off and slid into your wet entrance. All in.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so hot like this.” He paused, adjusting his size. You were so beautiful like this, naked, sprawled under him and begging like your life depended on it. “I’d fuck a dozen babies in you if you looked at me like this, babe.”

“Move.” you impatiently grabbed a handful of his ass and squeezed. He began snapping his hips against yours in quick, rough motions. You moaned loudly in pleasure, letting your neighbors know that Shohei Ohtani was fucking you hard and wild tonight.

“I need your mouth,” you reached for him and he licked the side of your mouth with his tongue. He licked and bit the spot on your neck, making sure it would leave a love mark the next day. That was Shohei’s favorite part during sex, marking you and making sure the rest of the world knew who you belong to.

Both of you whimpered and moaned and touched all over each other’s skin and muscle, hair and sweat; not caring for a thing in the world. Not the neighbors, not for the bite marks, especially not that goddamned bet.

07:45 AM, Sunday morning

You wake up for the second time this morning, the smell of eggs and bacon wafted in the air. On the vinyl player, a Chet Baker record was playing and Shohei was singing to the lyrics of “The More I See You”. In the distance, you can also hear the loud thumping and turning of your washing machine. 

“Good morning, beautiful.” he said, leaning by the doorframe. “Had a good sleep?” He was shirtless and wearing an apron. What a sight to behold. You could feel yourself salivating from just looking at him. 

You sat up with your messy hair sticking all over your head, yawning. “I had an amazing dream.” 

Shohei grinned widely. “Did the dream happen to include me?”

“Yes, but I couldn’t remember the dream…” you lied, pouting extra cutely. Shohei jumped on the bed, raising both your hands. You screamed and laughed as he got on top of you.

“Let me make sure you don’t forget, then.” He said before drowning you in a deep kiss. 

[hotteoki]

[10:24 pm] - p.s.h

pairing - park seonghwa x reader (no prns used)

genre - time stamp, drabble, fluff, est. rel.

cw - /

wc - ~200

♬♪♫

©️ hotteoki || do not translate or repost on to any other platforms

“i still can’t believe isabelle is the one making announcements now! i liked tom nook.” you glanced up at seonghwa’s nintendo switch, watching him rapidly tap through the characters’ message bubbles. “i like isabelle,” you replied, continuing to paint his toenails. you had just finished his fingernails and he had immediately grabbed his switch the second you released his hand from your grasp, turning it on to play his favourite game.

“you’re just saying that to spite me,” he retorted, not looking up from the screen. “no, i’m saying it cause of feminism. is that why you’re so against isabelle, hm? cause you’re anti-feminism? the world doesn’t revolve around men, hwa,” you teased, earning a sigh from him. smiling at your adoring gaze, his hand reached to tap your nose gently.

“okay, i’m done, scoot a little so i can paint your other foot.” “already?” seonghwa raised his eyebrows. “at least now you’re aware of how long you were playing that game,” you laughed, waiting patiently as he adjusted his position. “i mean, it’s only around 11, i started playing half an hour ago, so really, it hasn’t been that long,” seonghwa defended. you only hummed in acknowledgement, too focused on the task at hand. “i love you. now say it back,” he points at his pout, hinting at what he wants. “you say that like i wasn’t going to to begin with,” you complied, pecking his lips, “i love you too.”

taglist - @weird-bookworm @dikeu @asjkdk

networks - @kflixnet k-labels kbookshelf neverendingdreams-net straykidsland @k-films @pirateeznet

[reareaotaku]

Masterlist III | COMPLETED

Finished: June 7, 2024 [12:27 PM CDT] *= Slightly NSFW/NSFW Masterlist I Masterlist II Masterlist IV

I Am Not Okay with This

Stanley Barber

Stanley Barber Headcanons Late Night Calls Backseat Driving*

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

My Sweet Valentine I Loathe You [Mike's POV]* Mike Wheeler & Jane 'Eleven' Hopper Headcanons Jealous Mike Wheeler Headcanons Brother's Best Friend*

Lucas Sinclair

My Sweet Valentine

Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

My Sweet Valentine Mike Wheeler & Jane 'Eleven' Hopper Headcanons Jealous Eleven

Maxine 'Max' Mayfield

My Sweet Valentine

Billy Hargrove

My Sweet Valentine

Steve 'The Hair' Harrington

My Sweet Valentine Mean Little Boy I'm in Love with You

Nancy Wheeler

My Sweet Valentine Nancy Wheeler & Robin Buckley Headcanons

Robin Buckley

My Sweet Valentine Nancy Wheeler & Robin Buckley Headcanons

Johnathan Byers

Johnathan Byers Headcanons

IT

Richie Tozier

Richie Tozier Headcanons

Karate Kid

Daniel Larusso

Daniel Larusso Headcanons*

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

I Can't Lose You Sick Reader

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Run Away Boris NSFW Headcanons* Injured Reader Mean! Boris Headcanons You're so Drunk*

Theodore 'Theo' Decker

Run Away Theo Decker Headcanons

Celebrities/Influencers

Matt Sturniolo

Matt Headcanons

Blue Beetle

Jaime 'Blue Beetle' Reyes

Jaime 'Blue Beetle' Reyes Headcanons

The Turning

Miles Fairchild

Miles Fairchild SFW/NSFW Headcanons* No Where 2 Run* Reader is Sick School is a Bore [PT 2 of School Girls] Made into a Woman* [Pt 3 of School Girls & School is a Bore] She's the Only Girl I wanna Love* [Pt 2 of Mary is the Girl that I wanna Fuck] Soft Schoolboy Headcanons Maid of the Rich Kind Nanny! Reader* Stalker 2 Be

Ben 10

Ben Tennyson

Yandere! Ben Tennyson Headcanons

Clone High

I Am Not a Clone Series

Where the Fuck am I? [Part 1]

Fear Street

Christine 'Ziggy' Berman

Christine 'Ziggy' Berman Headcanons

Nick Goode

Nick Goode Headcanons

Rick & Morty

Morty Smith

Morth Smith Headcanons Evil Morty Headcanons

Scooby Doo

Fred Jones

Fred Jones Headcanons Fred Jones Mystery Inc Headcanons

Hex Girls

We're the Hex Girls & We're Going to Put a Spell on You

Corpse Bride

Emily the Corpse Bride

Yandere! Emily Headcanons

Young Sheldon

Georgie Cooper

Georgie Cooper Headcanons

When You Finish Saving the World

Ziggy Katz

Yandere! Ziggy Katz Headcanons Jealous! Headcanons

We Are Who We Are

Fraser Wilson

Fraser Wilson Headcanons

Shazam

Freddy Freeman

Freddy Freeman Headcanons

Game of Thrones

Daenerys Targeryan

Male! Daenerys Targeryan Headcanons

Ghostbusters

Trevor Spengler

Jealous Headcanons

Don’t Tell a Soul

Joey

Joey Headcanons

Diary of a Wimpy Kid

Rodrick Heffley

Crazy Party What if Rodrick was Jealous?

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

I Don't Love You Singing my Love [Pt 2 of I Don't Love You] I Know You Got Issues & I Do Too [Male! Wednesday Addams] Male Wednesday Headcanons +drabble

Spiderman

Gwen Stacy

Gwen Stacy Headcanons

Scream

Stu Macher

Stu Macher Headcanons*

Batman

Dick 'Richard' Grayson

Save Me, Baby

Damian Wayne

Superboy vs Robin Damian Wayne Headcanons Love in High Places [Pt 2 of Superboy vs Robin]

Barbara 'Batgirl' Gordon

Barbara Gordon Headcanons

Tim 'Red Robin' Drake

Tim Drake Headcanons

Superman

Jon Kent

Superboy vs Robin Love in High Places [Pt 2 of Superboy vs Robin]

Clark 'Superman' Kent

Superman Headcanons

Lolirock

Iris

Genderbend Iris Headcanons

Shrek

Arthur Pendragon

Arthur Pendragon Headcanons

Kim Possible

Kim Possible

Schoolboy Crush

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Jessica Rabbit

Jessica Rabbit Headcanons

Mario

Princess Peach

Princess Peach Headcanons

Princess Rosalina

Princess Rosalina Headcanons

OC

Prince Alexander

Yandere Prince Headcanons

Ace

Grumpy x Sunshine Headcanons

Nightmare on Elm Street

Glen Lantz

Touch Me

That's Not My Neighbor

Francis 'Milkman' Mosses

Milkman Headcanons*

Goofy Movie/ An Extremely Goofy Movie

Max Goof

Max Goof Headcanons He was a Skater Boy

The Lion King

Kovu

Kovu Headcanons

Beetlejuice

Astrid Deetz

Astrid Deetz Headcanons

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

'Leo' Leonardo

Leonardo Headcanons

'Donnie' Donatello

I Do Not Like You

[swampstew]

Kinktober 2023 ~ Raven's Bingo Board is back!

Year 2 let's go! I am so proud of how I jumped into this fandom straight with the kinks and I'm excited to finally show off what I've brewed in my cauldron for October this year. Unlike last time, the blorbos and the kinks have been pre-picked but I have not prepared a single thing! Last time I picked waaaaayyyy too many options and overwhelmed myself and even though I still managed to post over 20 posts, I definitely want get them all this time. I will NOT be posting a bingo story on SUNDAYS, just like last year. I have something far tastier in store for that :)

RULES

Every Monday-Saturday of October starting Monday 2, 2023, at 9 AM EST through the 30th, I'm going to screen record using a Bingo site to generate the numbers to pick the day's blorbo and kink. Then, I have until 11:59 PM to submit a post (ideally in by 8 PM cause I like consistency) - it will either be a one shot, head canon list, small drabble, but I gotta post!

We're playing Black Out Bingo which means we gotta hit EVERY tile in order to "win" the game. Winning the game means hitting every single tile (not posting means I'm fucking myself and everyone over) - and since the Bingo site counts how many calls are made, I've created a list of scenarios that could be the final Halloween Day story based on how quickly it takes to win the game.

The Bingo site can make total of 75 calls, so how many will it take to complete the board? Note: my bingo board's highest number is O-73.

# of calls it takes to win:

25 - 41 calls = creepy graveyard scenario

42 - 58 calls = haunted house scenario

59 - 75 calls = Halloween party/séance gone wrong scenario

The Board: Each blorbo above (or below) a column of kinks is that blorbo's tile. So in this case, BINGO becomes - Law, Killer, Luffy, Kid, Zoro as the respective letters. Law's column is Pocket Pussy, Master Servant, Dirty Talking, Forced Orgasm, Pet Play. And since its Halloween, I'm making an effort to make every story stay in theme for the season.

Bring your monster fucker permits!

Edit: added this post which has a pre-recorded video and clarified explanation of how the game will play out if this post was confusing to understand.

ALL PROMPTS ARE SPICY. MINORS DNI

OCT 2 - Killer & Partner Sharing ft Eustass Kid OCT 3 - Luffy & Anal Beads OCT 4 - Luffy & Roleplay OCT 5 - Law + Pet Play OCT 6 - Law + Forced Orgasm OCT 7 - Zoro & Mirror Sex OCT 9 - Zoro & Collaring OCT 10 - Zoro & Total Power Exchange OCT 11 - Zoro & Stuck in a Wall OCT 12 - Luffy & Stockings OCT 13 - Eustass Kid & Cock Cage OCT 16 - Law + Master/Servant OCT 17 - Eustass Kid & Glory Hole OCT 18 - Luffy & Risky Sex OCT 19 - Killer & Shibari OCT 20 - Eustass Kid & Milking Table OCT 21 - Law & Dirty Talking OCT 23 - Killer & Overstimulation OCT 24 - Killer & Cum Eating OCT 25 - Eustass Kid & Con Non-Con OCT 26 -Roronoa Zoro & Praise Kink OCT 27 - Monkey D. Luffy & Triple Penetration OCT 28 - Trafalgar Law & Pussy Pocket OCT 30 - Eustass Kid & Cockwarming OCT 31 - Halloween Bingo Story - Eustass Kid X Demon Reader, trick or treat bag of kinks.

Since we've made 60+ calls, the Halloween Scenario is going to be:

Halloween party/séance gone wrong scenario