#short imagine

[chaewcake]

LONG BIOS

ㅤఌㅤ𝑖𝗍   𝗐𖹭𝗎𝗅𝖽   𝖻𝖾   𝗌꯭𝗍𝗋꯭𝖺𝗇꯭𝗀꯭𝖾   𝗂𝖿   𝚤   𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍   𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅   𝗂𝗇   𝗅𖹭𝗏𝖾   𝗐꯭𝗂𝗍꯭𝗁   𝗒𖹭𝗎  

ⴘ𝗈𝗎   ⽔  𝖺𝗋𝖾  𝖺  𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾  𝗈𝖿  𝗆𝖾,  𝗂  𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍  𝗍𝗈  𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾  𝗂𝗇  𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿  𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀  𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋  

ꕮ   𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇  𝗂  𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽  𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾  𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗆𝗌,  𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋  𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾  𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌  𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌  𝗍𝗈  𝗆𝗒  𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌  

ꮽ   .  and   at   that   moment   i   knew   it   was   you,   the   love   of   my   life   

🦢◞  𝒊𝗍'𝗌  𝖺𝖻𖹭𝗎𝗍  𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝖺  𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍  𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍  𝗵꯭𝗮𝘃꯭𝗶𝗻꯭𝗴  𝗍𝗈  𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇  𝗈𝖿𝖿  𝘀꯭𝗼꯭𝗺꯭𝗲꯭𝗼꯭𝗻꯭𝗲 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾'𝗌  𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 

͟𝒊  𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒  𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽  𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍  𝗂  𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍  𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝖿𝗈𝗋  𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁,  𝗂  𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍  𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀  𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇.

✰۫  𑊐   𝒍𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗒𝗈𝗎  𝗐𝖺𝗌  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍  𝒃꯭𝒆����꯭𝒖𝒕꯭𝒊𝒇꯭𝒖𝒍  𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍  𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋  𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾��𝖾𝖽  𝗍𝗈  𝗆𝖾 

[rillian4e]

Riding genshin men, how will they react?

Ft & Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Lyney, Albedo

Cw: Riding, praise, overall soft, fluffy and short. Might have grammar mistakes, just ignore lol, wrote this in a hurry so might be a mess.

Neuvillette: All pretty, sitting on top of him in his office, raising your hips before slamming them right back down, one of Neuvillette's hands around your waist, helping you ride him, "Mmhpf- I'm coming, I'm... C-Cumming!" You cried out sensitive as you released all over on his cock, you let out a load moan, tightening up around him as you felt him grind you down onto him, not allowing you to calm down as he chased his own orgasm. "I'm sorry, my dear but I need to be quick, the trial is starting soon. Just hold on to me and be quiet." He lowered his head, pressing a kiss on your temple. After your short meeting with Neuvillette, his clothes were...rather messed up and his hair slightly disheveled which the people of Fontaine found strange, it left them what could be the reason?

Scaramouche: This guy would rarely allow you to be on top due to his pride, but this was one of the very rare occasions where he was simply too tired and feeling vulnerable which you of course used to your advantage. Bouncing up and down his cock, the sight was worth it he thought, maybe it wasn't too bad after all?, his hands gripping your hips tightly as his lips find their way into your mouth, biting on your bottom lip to draw blood. "Hah... Turns out, you aren't completely useless." he'd mutter, smirking as he bit on your neck. He wouldn't mind having you ride him more in the future, after all, seeing you bounce up and down, trying so hard to make the both of you finish, was quite adorable...

Alhaitham: After seeing you beg for attention, he had to give in, placing you on his lap, originally only to cockwarm him as he worked but that soon ended up into him slamming your hips against his, lewd sounds filling the room. "Y-Yes, keep going, pretty girl... I can feel you squeezing me, are you close, hm?" He asked, placing a kiss on your cheek, he certainly didn't mind you distracting him, all he wanted was to fill you up and have you ride him like the good girl you are.

Lyney: He enjoyed nothing more than having you ride his cock after a tiring day of acting and making others smile, it was his job, yes, but it sometimes got exhausting and what better way to relax than have you on his cock, all pretty and eager to please him? "Mm, you're doing so good, ma cherie... It feels heavenly." He murmured, drunk on the feeling of your pussy wrapping around his shaft so perfectly, his head buried in the crook of your neck, soft moans and occasional mewls slipping past his lips.

Albedo: He rarely had time, all consumed with his research and experiments but that wouldn't prevent him from making time for his angel. Having you on his lap, either cockwarming or riding him was a regular thing of you two which you both enjoyed, this was no exception. "Are you alright, my love? Getting tired already, hmm? In that case, I'll offer you some assistance since you have been a good girl up till now..." He remarked, smiling lovingly as he pressed a soft kiss on your lips, his focus now shifting on to you instead of his work. Helping you ride him faster, the sweet praises which left his mouth making you cum on the spot, earning an impressed chuckle from Albedo, he would surely note this later, "There you go, angel. Now, be good and rest while I finish this, alright?" He patted your hair, pulling you to rest your head against his chest.

[sleeepybeary]

☆ 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ☆

: imagine wanda expecting you to come undone for her as she gives you the laziest of reasons to do so.

Imagine laying on your back, shaky legs being forced apart by the firm hands of your lover as her tongue runs so carelessly through your cunt. Her tongue being so free in its movements, almost as if she didn't care for how you were basically begging for something more than just a flick to your clit every few moments.

"Please, Wanda... please stop messing around with me"

She'd snarl slightly, the corner of her lip tugging upward at your words as she'd only dig her nails further into the marked up skin of your thighs.

"It's mommy, darling, and mommy gets to do whatever she pleases with her baby girl"

Feeling the length of her tongue drag against your gone sensitive clit, all you could do was gasp out - hands forging their way into your pillows and eyes closing shut in a desperation to focus on just feeling.

"Ah-ah, baby, look at me"

Groaning lightly, you tuck your bottom lip between your teeth and raise your head enough to be able to see the other woman with her mouth half-latched onto you. She was a beauty, but right now, she was the devil.

"That's it, darling. Now, can you give me what I want? Can you cum for me?"

[crows-in-the-house]

make out session with Ford turning his hair dishalved and shirt unbuttoned. You take one of his hands and hold it in yours, admiring them connected. he just stares at you lovingly, not wanting to do enything else. you adjust his glasses. his heart melts. this could be his forever.

[jakedoxxenvasion]

[2:54am]

"shussh honey, you're being too loud. want them to hear you?"you immediately shake you head, cupping your own mouth with your hand but only to get it remove by jake! "how about this one?"a small smirk form on his lips as he push one of his finger inside your mouth, "suck it honey and shut your mouth."you're not complaining, instead you start to suck his finger.

"fucking pretty slut."with his finger in your mouth to make you quiet, he begin to thrust his dick into you again. starting it slow as he pound into your tight hole, groaning at how well your wall hugs his throbbing cock. he moan lowly at the feeling and at the lewd sight of you sucking his finger.

he watch you slow lap your tongue on it, "fuck- i wanna make you suck my dick so bad but your pussy feel heaven. you're really a slut y/n for making me feel this way."he grab a handful of your hair as he pull you closer. fastening his thrust on that make you humming around his finger.

"yeah fucking slut? taking my dick so well but she also make me feel like shoving my dick inside her mouth too, oh fuck! wish i have two dicks right now."you moan hearing that, loving how he degrade you. as he did, you could feel your high approaching and it seems like jake know it too so he thrust getting faster and deeper.

he also could feel his load coming, your pussy hugging him tight making his thrust become sloppy. "j-jake i'm-" "shhh honey, cum with me yeah? where you want me to cum, hm?"you wrap your arms around his neck, his finger no longer in your mouth but his hand is around your neck, stroking it slow.

"in-inside please."hearing your hot voice saying that make jake immediately explode inside of you, of course he will gladly cum inside you as you want. his thrust getting slow, riding his seed into your pussy as you also cumming around his dick.

jake smirk, watching as the mixed juice come dripping down your thigh. "let's get you out from here and we crash at my place, okay?"he peck your lips, you nod your head slow, you know once is not enough for him. "such a good girl for me."

damn my head spinning at thought of sucking sim jaeyun fingers

[hollyskywalker]

"We just got married."

"We did."

Anakin sat on the edge of the bed and she moved at stand in between his legs, absentmindedly caressing the soft skin of his cheek, lost in thought whilst staring so softly at him he felt he could melt.

She seemingly snapped back to reality and a wide grin spread across her face.

"Maker, we just got married Ani!"

She quickly launched at him, tackling him to the bed knocking the breath out of him but he felt a smile forming on his own face at her delighted laugh in his neck as she clung to him.

Carefully she moved off him and laid down on her side, Anakin doing the same facing her.

"Anakin Skywalker," she smiled adoringly "My husband."

He reached out with his hand to brush her hair out of her face, leaning forward to rest his forehead against hers.

He whispered her name with reverence, and it felt almost unreal how much love he felt for her, "My wife."

[sweetkiitsunez]

❞ 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 - short

❞ warning: dead dove eats. nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + Dom!Mammon + oral sex + Mammon eating you out + squirts + clit sucking + praises + noncon (Mammon couldn't stop being greedy lol) + fingering + anal fingering(?) + readers used you(rs)/they/them pronouns

a/n: i avoid using butt hole because it sounds too hilarious to me 😅,,

You remember taking a nap until Mammon rips your pants and panties. Of course, he is the King of Greed and King of Tartaros and you are his master, well... more like his playtoy. He loves you. He loves the sound of your cries and moans while he is eating you out. He thinks that you are delicious and wants you all for himself. His tongue and mouth sucking and licking your clit and folds.

"Aah...! Mmm...! M-Mammon...! WAH!" You let out a cries as you tried to push him away, but he is ten times bigger than you.

You beg time for god knows how many times to stop, but his ears are fallen deafen. You're so delicious... he wants more. His finger has dig inside your folds as he wiggles them. You let out a loud cries as you squeeze your eyes tightly, shaking your head. He is so big! You knew his hands were big, but not that big to fingering you!

"S-Stop! A-ah!! P-please...!" You moan as you pleaded him to stop. You felt his lips kisses your clit causes you to shiver.

"It's okay, master... you're doing good..." he murmurs as his golden eyes gaze at you then held your both of thighs over his shoulders. Making it impossible to kick or escape from him. He kept pressuring your clit by sucking and pulling. Dragging his fingers in and out of your hole causes you to shiver and rolls your eyes back of your skull.

You're a crying mess. All you could do was pull his hair or his horn. He kept spreading your legs wider as he is lapping your pussy and the juice. Your legs are wet... you feel disgusted, but... also good.

"M-Mammon...! Aah! Ah! Nngh!" You moan as you couldn't speak. He removed his finger from your hole as he grope your butt. You couldn't do anything as you just laid there being pressured by him. Mammon loves you. He loves his master very much. The way you slept in that position where you show your ass made him go hard. You're so adorable! He must eat you~!

"N-no! No more!" You cried as you couldn't take it anymore. You feel more pressured and tired already, but Mammon isn't giving you up. He pulls away from you thinking that it was over, unfortunately... he flips you over as you laid on your stomach as your ass is in the air. He held your thighs and spread your legs to show your pussy.

"W-Wait! You tricked me!" You cried as you turns your head to look at him with teary eyes. All he could do was smile as he assured you with praises.

"Master, I want to taste you, so badly... Don't held back your moans. I want to hear more." He said, pulling your butt close to his face. His large fingers rubbing your pussy as it already so puff! His lips licking your ass. You let out a loud moans as you are pulling the sheets.

"N-no! No! P-please! Aah! Nngh!!" You let out a loud pleading cries muffles on the pillow. He is keeping up with the pace as he continues to rubs your pussy even faster as his kisses your hole. You felt your body gave up on you. It feels good, but also wrong, too. Mammon is assaulting your pussy and ass. There's no point to yell or screaming for help. No one can hear you, but only Mammon who is assaulting you in your sleep, but was rudely awoken.

You couldn't hold it anymore. You could feel your legs trembling and your body is feeling heavy. You could feel Mammon's thick fingers sanking down into your butt lock. While his other fingers is rubbing your pussy in circles. Your fingers grips the white bed sheets until it becomes wrinkles. You buried your face on the fluffy pillows to muffles your moans, but Mammon knows your g-spot.

"Mmgh! Mm!! Aah...! Ngh!! Aah! Ah!" You moans as you are trembling. Mammon is making you feel good as he continues to mess with your pussy and hole puffy. "N-no m-more! Aah!"

You buried your face on the pillow as tears stains the pillow sheets as you felt something watery dripping your thighs and onto your thighs.

You squirt. You felt embarrassed as you came so early and not reaching your orgasm. Mammon doesn't care as he admires the work. You're in daze as you let out a shiver moans coming from your lips as you continue to squirt. You could feel your ears turning red as you squirted on the bed.

"Good work, master..." Mammon pulls away from you as he kisses your earlobes.

"...but I'm not done with you, yet." Your eyes suddenly widen when he says that. Until you felt his large hands spreading your butt cheeks.

"Well, let's see what happens tonight."

[black-dhalias]

Hello? Are you willing to write about Jasper Hale x human female reader where they keep having inappropriate thoughts about each other and Edward cannot stand it any longer? It is completely okay if you are not interested in writing such a thing. Have a nice day :)

Lacks Control

Jasper Hale X Human!F!Reader Warnings: contains/mentions sexual content, light swearing

In most ways, you thought similarly to most humans and thought you understood how the world worked. You knew that there were balances in place, checks that keep the universe from overreaching a little too far. You believed in energies, and how people interact with each other often impacts what they receive unto themselves. You were absolutely sure that you understood yourself, but that was a year ago--before the Cullens arrived in Juneau, Alaska. Your home.

It was before Jasper arrived.

Now, a year later, you could hardly believe how different things have become; in many ways, you don't see the world in the same way. You see the world as brighter, and intense, and more mysterious than its made out to be. You glance at the alarm clock, shocked to see only minutes left--the night got away from you faster than you expected. It felt like you had just laid down, and now slanted morning light is streaming in from the partially open window—unbelievable.

You hardly understood what you heard that night, and if they wouldn't have reacted so brashly—you probably would have written it off, and left without another thought.

However, upon hearing Rosalie, Emmett, and Bella talking about Jasper's control—you almost left right there, but no—they kept talking. They said too much to just write off, and when they turned that corner to see you pale white pressed against the wall. They realized just how much you had heard, and its not like they could just make you forget—so there. That's how you found out the newest members of Juneau community were vampires, and that humans knowing their secret is not exactly accepted.

Despite Jasper being the topic of conversation that night, his control specifically, you almost forgot it entirely every time you saw him. Admittedly, Jasper was terrifying and in the right lighting, his scars were very visible even to a human. His eyes were often dark, and his expression stoic and tight. Most of the time, you tried to avoid him entirely, but being near him was exhilarating. It felt like gravity pressing against you, everything impossible, felt possible.

Now that left you in a precarious position, with an undeniable attraction to probably the most lethal Cullen.

Maybe that's a bit of an understatement, half the time you were in the same room with him—all you could think about was the possibility of undressing him. Images of your fingers dragging down his body, and it wasn't like you had to use your imagination—you had caught him changing once and that was it. All the fuel your mind needed to keep you interested, practically drooling at the thought.

"Darling?" You hmm, sitting up straight in your seat, you mentally curse yourself for letting your mind wander so far. Remember that whole thing about how you thought you were normal before, now you know you think differently because who else loses time like this? Who else could go from their home, all the way to their University; just thinking, just itching to think about him.

Once more, his eyes were in that in-between shade—not exactly amber, but not bright either like his unofficial siblings. You were shocked at the beginning of the semester when he walked into this class, because what was a vampire doing at the University of Southeast Alaska? No reason, but Jasper must had his because it takes a real psychopath to spend their time in an Animal Physiology class. Yet Jasper fit right in, and you have to admit the company is much nicer than others might think.

However, it was also incredibly distracting and in some distasteful ways, you spent the better half of class time enamored by him. His thick southern drawl, the way his blonde curls moved when he spoke, but especially with his hands. God, what else can those hands do? Per usual though, you feel warmth spread to your cheeks and look at your hands, you really need to get a handle on yourself if you plan on passing this class.

"Yes?" You ask, practically cursing the very ground you walk as you pretend to scribble down some notes on the cellular makeup of artic mammals—only it wasn't information the professor was saying, but rather verbatim notes of the last line you wrote. In fact, it is the same thing you've written at least ten times on the paper, but you just couldn't help your wandering mind.

"Class ended five minutes ago..." You perk, eyes widening as you look around the room and see that no one else is here. Just you... slowly, your eyes turn to Jasper. And him. Just you and him.

Perhaps his words shouldn’t have affected your demeanor, or maybe it had more to do with being alone with him, but something inside you snapped. Not only did you clearly feel an urge to take his face in between your palms and kiss him—you also had the inherent urge to bury your face into your arms and hope you got sucked away.

“Fantastic…” You kind of murmur into your skin, before sitting up with a sharp inhale and glancing over at the smirking Texan. His accent always seemed so out of place in Alaska, his honey like drawl always stood out when he spoke. It’s what got your attention in the first place, you couldn’t help yourself when you heard it.

You shut your notebook, sliding it into your bag with your laptop and pens—zipping it before Jasper tossed it over his shoulder. This was the routine, he showed up and you spent more than half of class imagining a million different ways you could take him on the desk.

Was that wrong? You hardly think it’s a good thing, but when you glance over at him. The way he held open your doors, and always close enough to catch you if your feet bumped each other. How could you not have those kinds of thoughts?

“Carlisle and Esme are still asking when you’re coming over again?” You hmm, before looking forward again—processing what he said, it just always takes a second.

“Oh yeah, we can head there now. I don’t have anything to do today.” If you weren’t too busy trying to ignore the throb of your chest, you would have seen the smile. The one that Jasper only reserved for you.

“Well then, after you…” Jasper holds open the door, letting you pass before leading you towards his car.

The Cullens were happy when you came around, Alice had told Jasper that he’d find someone eventually. She knew you were coming, but no one knew the effect it would have on him. The way he seemed to control himself, he didn’t feel like a runaway train anymore. The way Jasper seemed to smile more often, especially when he spoke of you.

“Y/N!” Esme exclaims as you enter the Cullen home, embracing you close as she smiles brightly. She always seemed so excited to see you, more than the others—what you didn’t know, was she had wished more than anything for Jasper to have someone. They all had their person, and well, finding you just fit into the puzzle so well. “Oh it’s so good to see you.”

You follow after her, Jasper watching as you go before heading into the living room. While he knew you’d be preoccupied for the time being, he couldn’t help, but sit in a spot where he could see you.

Today you seemed extra beautiful, not just beautiful—ravishing. You weren’t doing anything different, but something about the way you were looking at him earlier. If he were human, his heart would have been racing and his breath caught up.

What did you look like naked? The thought caught him off guard, it piqued his interest as he admired you from afar. Jasper did his best to not rush into things, to let you take the lead when it came to your relationship.

Did you have any birthmarks? He wondered how long it would take to count every freckle and mark upon your skin, if he could kiss each and every one. He’d even been in the room with you before, when you decided to stay over and you changed into some of his clothes. But still, he couldn’t bring himself to look.

You could feel his eyes on you, even from across the room. Even as Esme spoke to you so earnestly about something, you glanced over.

Jasper seemed to be looking at you, but also into you—you could feel the intensity. The sensation of him, again thoughts from class came to mind.

What would it feel like to be between a wall and his body? You purse your lips, trying not to linger on the thought—but they seem to always come in twos. And if you were, what would he do? God you wanted to know so bad… To feel what it felt like to be under him, pleading with him to take you right there.

“That’s it!” Jasper moves quickly as Edward appears at the bottom of the stairs, “You two need to go!” It wasn’t angry, but Jasper was at your side.

“Edward?! What’s wrong?”

“These two! They need to go, I can’t take another minute of them having mind sex.”

Your eyes widen, looking over at Jasper who seems to be looking everywhere except at you.

“You could just—not read our minds?” Edward shakes his head at your assertion, pushing you both towards the door.

“Nope. Your thoughts are too loud to just ignore.”

“I-” Edward gives a final shove out the door, as you bump into Jasper. Feeling his hand brace against your waist, steadying you as the mind reader gives a smile.

“Go to their house. And, think whatever thoughts you want. Just not here.” The door shuts and you look over at Jasper, then away as quickly as possible. Cheeks flushed warm.

Perhaps you should have saw that coming, Edward practically avoided you like a plague when you were over.

“So mind sex, huh?” You groan, glancing up at Jasper—the playfulness of his tone suppressing the obvious curiosity you note in his eyes.

“It takes two…” His smile broadens as he unlocks the car door, “Two people.”

.

.

.

“Whatever you say, darlin’…”

[toxicstarboy]

Roadkill

Cold but loving! Jeongin x bunny! male! reader!

Warnings: shit ton of angst, Jeongin is a meanie for a while, reader is feeling lots of need for care, Jeongin is lowkey toxic for a split second, Jeongin has a slight master kink, reader is forced to call Jeongin master.

SUMMARY: Reader is feeling the strong need for care and attention from Jeongin. But Jeongin doesn’t give him those things due to his cold heart. Making Reader feel like he would be better off as dead than having to deal with his needs and lack of it from Jeongin. Soon Jeongin realizes that he does love reader, but it was already too late for them both.

3rd person/ M/n’s POV:

M/n stares blankly ahead as his ears twitch. He could hear the sound of Jeongin writing in his office. He couldn’t help the feeling anymore. He needs wants Jeongin’s love. M/n stands up from the large queen bed and walks out of Jeongin’s and his shared room. He creaks the door to Jeongin’s office open by an inch. His eyes look over the room as they land on Jeongin working on some type of paperwork. M/n whimpers softly before he steps into the office.

“Master?..” M/n mumbles out as he fiddles with his fingers. His pointer finger and thumb picking at his left hand’s nails. His face wincing when they pulled to hard. He watched as Jeongin looked up and rose an eyebrow in confusion and annoyance. “What is it? I’m busy.” Jeongin snaps. M/n looks down in embarrassment and fear. “C-Can you give me some head pats?” M/n whispers under his breath. He was too scared to speak louder. What if Jeongin hits him instead of giving him the love he wanted.

Jeongin sighs in annoyance and puts his hand over his face. Jeongin rubs his eyes before he looks back to M/n, “Fine, come here.” Jeongin spoke as he laid back in his office chair. M/n didn’t know that Jeongin could hear him, so his ears perked up and his little tail began to wag. He walked over and stood in front of Jeongin. He squeals when Jeongin forcefully pulled him into his lap. M/n’s eyes shut in peace as Jeongin began to scratch and pet his head. But M/n knew he had to keep his guard up with Jeongin, keeping his body tense.

M/n soon felt Jeongin yank in his hair forcefully. “Stop hitting me with your tail.” Jeongin snaps as he keeps his harsh grip on M/n’s (h/c) colored locks. “Or do you want me to pull your hair out of your head?” Jeongin adds on. M/n could feel with each word Jeongin let out, that he was one step closer to going through with his words. “I’m sorry..” M/n lowly spoke as he brought a hand behind him and held his tail in his small hand. He hoped that would satisfy Jeongin enough to where he would let go of him. He sighs in relief when Jeongin let go of his hair.

M/n stands up from Jeongin’s lap and caressed his hair gently. M/n left Jeongin’s office with tears in his eyes. His ears twitch as he sniffled. He lets go of his tail and walks through the hallway until he gets to the front door. ‘I would be better dead. Master hates me, I hate me, everyone hates me. Master hates the way I look, the way my tail moves, the way my ears twitch occasionally. I hate everything about me, and master helped me realize that. I am better off dead.’ M/n thought to himself.

As M/n walked out the house, the sounds of cars driving by in the harsh rain filled his ears. He didn’t care for the way the rain hit his soft skin aggressively. M/n only wanted to get through the rest of the night. The thoughts ringing through his head as he walked away from the house. His feet tapping on the ground lightly due to his light walking. M/n kept his gaze on the ground as he began to cross the street. His arms wrapped around his cold body. His ears ringing, not hearing the car speeding towards him.

3rd person/Jeongin’s POV:

Jeongin sighed in anger as he wrote on the paperwork below him. He heard the slight creak of the door but didn’t care to look up. But once he felt M/n’s gaze, he knew he had no choice. “What is it? I’m busy.” He gazed up, his eyebrow raised in annoyance and confusion. Jeongin’s eyes took in the sight of M/n’s embarrassed figure. “C-Can you give me head pats?” He heard M/n ask. Jeongin puts a hand on his face and rubs his eyes. He agrees soon after and pulls M/n forcefully in his lap.

Jeongin puts a hand on M/n’s head, petting and scratching his head. He could feel the way M/n’s tail would hit him while it wagged. It was starting to annoy him. Jeongin gripped onto M/n’s hair unconsciously. “Stop hitting me with your tail.” Jeongin snaps, “Or do you want me to pull your hair out of your head?” He adds. ‘He’s so fucking annoying but I need him.’ Jeongin thought to himself. Jeongin thought of M/n as annoying and a distraction. But Jeongin knew that he got M/n because of the way he looked and the way his personality was opposite of his.

It made Jeongin admire him. Not love, not like, only admire. He found the way M/n acted and thought as something to admire. But Jeongin would never love him, or that’s at least what he thought. Jeongin didn’t hear M/n’s next words or the way he grabbed his tail to stop it forming wagging. Jeongin was too focused on his thoughts to hear or see M/n leaving too. Jeongin couldn’t help but think further into his feelings for M/n. The idea of loving a bunny hybrid was odd to him. Plus, it didn’t help that Jeongin didn’t know what the feeling of love was.

So, overall, Jeongin didn’t know what he felt for M/n. All he knew was that his chest hummed with M/n’s name, that M/n’s soul was the most amazing soul he has ever seen, that he knew something special was within M/n, and that made him want M/n by his side for as long as he lived. Maybe that was what love is? Jeongin’s mind was racing, he didn’t know what to think. Jeongin sighs as he covers his face. The migraine forming in his head.

“Shit.” He muttered. The pounding in his brain made everything worse. Jeongin thought about it a little deeper before coming to the solution that he loves M/n. Jeongin gets up from his seat, and makes his way out of his office. He needed a drink or at least something to help his brain calm down. Jeongin walks out the house, his car keys in hand. Jeongin opens the car door. But before he could get in or even start it, the sound of a crash near his house broke his trance.

“What the..” Jeongin trails off as he walks out of the driveway, and finds the scene of a car and two figures. One of the figures frantically calling 9-1-1 on their phone, while the other lied on the ground covered in blood. But Jeongin didn’t care for the first person, he cared deeply for the second. “M/n?” Jeongin called out. He rushed over to the car and the people. He stared down at the person lying on the ground as he drops to his knees. Jeongin wraps his arms around the boy’s body, pulling him close. “M/n..I’m so sorry. It’s okay, you’ll be okay.” Jeongin tries to comfort the blood covered male.

Jeongin could feel the wetness on his face. He brings one of his hands to his cheeks, feeling the wetness cover them. ‘Tears? I haven’t cried since..’ Jeongin thought but his attention soon went back towards his bunny hybrid. He saw the way M/n looked at him. Jeongin had a feeling that M/n knew something he didn’t. “I love you too.” M/n says through a cough, the blood spilling from his lips. Jeongin’s eyes widened as he held M/n. “How did you know?” Jeongin asks as he caressed M/n’s face.

M/n smiles and leans into Jeongin. “I just do.” M/n says. Jeongin felt the way M/n wiped his tears off his face and the sound of the ambulance not far from them. “Just a little longer.” Jeongin whispers. But as the words left his mouth, M/n’s eyes closed. Jeongin could feel his heart stop. The waves of fear crashing through him for the first time in his life. He didn’t even feel the paramedics take M/n from his arms. Jeongin just felt the thoughts rushing through his brain again.

‘What? He was fine just a minute ago. What happened? I..I don’t think I can stay away from him. We just told each other..I didn’t even get to tell him myself. I didn’t get to tell him I feel safe with him, that no words can go into the deepest depth of how much I love him. I love him, I love him, I love him.’

SORRY IT’S BEEN A WHILE BUT I GOT IT POSTED!! YIPPY YIPPY YIPPY!! I HOPE YOU LIKE, I ALMSOT CRIED BECAUSE I LOVE SEAROWS AND I LOVE THIS IMAGINE WONT LIE. READ, READ, READ, AND READ PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND GIVE FEEDBACK.

[dallyna]

Imagine Yunho as your boss...

The office was silent, save for the steady ticking of the clock and the weight of his gaze on you. Yunho sat across the desk, leaning back with a confidence that was almost intoxicating. His sleeves were rolled up, exposing strong forearms and a watch that glinted in the dim light as he tapped his fingers rhythmically, waiting for you to say something.

“You think you can just defy me and get away with that?” he asked, his voice low, smooth, each word spoken with the kind of authority that made your breath hitch. He leaned forward, elbows on the desk, bringing himself closer, his dark eyes unwavering as they held yours, reading every nervous glance, every barely concealed reaction.

You stammered, trying to find an explanation, but his gaze was relentless, stripping away any excuse you could offer. A smirk played on his lips as he watched you fumble, and he reached forward, resting his hand on the desk, fingers just inches from yours.

“I expect better from you, sweetheart.” he said, his voice a dark promise, his eyes dropping to your lips for a heartbeat before meeting your gaze again. His hand inched closer, and the electricity between you felt like it could spark into flames. It was a test—a challenge—and you knew he wasn’t going to let you leave until you’d proven yourself... in more ways than one.

Ahem, this MV is gonna be the death of me. Yunho doesn't care about my sanity and he definitely doesn't care about yours. Yay ✨

[famoussharkhairdoknight]

That boy is mine- Pope Heyward

Cleo always looked at you with a smile that you couldn’t understand. Then, like a shadow, she was always there when you and Pope were together, but you couldn’t help but notice how she was constantly trying to get his attention. Pope, however, seemed not at all interested, in fact, every time Cleo tried to make the first step, he ignored her with a ease that made you smile.

You were walking along the beach with Pope, the light breeze that shook your hair. The sun was setting, tinging the sky of pink and orange. You knew that Cleo was a stone’s throw from you, but it was clear that Pope had eyes for you.

"I don’t know why you keep staring at me," you whisper to him, grabbing his hand as you move to get closer to him. "She doesn’t care, Pope. You know, don’t you?"

He looks at you with one of his irresistible smiles, the one that makes your heart beat. " Yes, but you do," he answers in a low voice, and kisses you on the forehead, sending a shiver down your back.

Cleo was there, a few meters away, with her eyes fixed on you. His expression betrayed the embarrassment, but he could not take his eyes. It was clear that he was still trying to win over Pope, but he didn’t realize that his heart belonged to someone else: you.

You smile maliciously, making the decision to let her know, once and for all, that Pope was yours. You approach him with a determined step, without saying anything, and you kiss him passionately before Cleo’s eyes. Your hands intertwine in her hair as the kiss becomes deeper, more intense. Feel the beat of his heart accelerate as your tongue explores his mouth with desire. There is no room for anyone else at that moment, only him and you.

When you separate from Pope, you look into Cleo’s eyes, your elusive and confident smile. "Do you see? He is mine," you whisper without hesitation. Your words are sweet, but firm, and the tension between you is palpable. Cleo says nothing, but the disappointment in his eyes is evident. Despite everything, she knows that Pope will never look at her the way he looks at you.

Pope looks at you, his face lit by a satisfied smile. "You know you’re incredible, right?" he says, as he embraces you." Cleo will have to resign."

He laughs under his breath, as he holds you to himself. "No one can compete with you."

Cleo slowly walks away, eyes down, while you and Pope walk along, happy, hand in hand.

[koisuko]

Imagine:

Price is home for a vacation with the love of his life, and what better to spend that time than to spoil his pretty little prince/princess.

TW: (legal) age gap, sugar daddy Price, fem implied reader, pet names

Money had never really been an issue for Price, he made enough to get by and then some, it was just a matter of time to spend it that he had a hard time getting. An issue of who to spend it on also often came up, he had everything he needed, so why would he spend it on anything but essentials? Price was never really the materialistic type, he indulged in wants here and there, but he had far more important things to look after, aka you.

Price: check your PayPal, get yourself something nice for tonight princess. :)

He hit send, feeling a sense of pride well up in his chest, crawling up to curl his lips in a satisfied smile. Now, back to the task at hand. One final fold and it’s perfect, a neatly wrapped gift for his baby. He glanced at the clock, 4 pm, he’s still got time to kill. And he knows just how to spend that time. First things first, he needs a damn haircut. All those years in the military, he never really cared much about his appearance. Not to say he wasn’t clean, he just threw the little things out the window, opting to worry about the more important tasks at hand. However, he’s about to go on a nice date with his arm candy, to a brand new expensive restaurant.

It’s been way too long since Price even looked at the suit in his closet. Being in special forces, he never really had many romantic opportunities, nor was he interested in them. But now, he had a sweet little thing to show off. He needs to at least try to put himself together, for you of course. He wondered if the suit even still fit, or if it was still in good enough shape to wear. His thoughts were cut short by a notification on his phone.

y/n: thanks daddy, I’ll spend it well. See you tonight! ;)

Price couldn’t hold back the grin that spread across his battle hardened features, his pearly whites sparkling beneath his signature mustache. The familiar sensation of excitement bubbled beneath his skin at the response, something he rarely felt, and hasn’t for a long while aside from the adrenaline in battle. But this was a different kind of excitement, not the type that would leave him further immune to the sight of death, but the kind that made him genuinely smile.

A/N: lost motivation for this one, so here’s what I had!

[yureismellslikefanfic]

(tw: REALLY short, unprotected sex)

short imagine:

just scara fucking you hard into the mattress, stuffing you full until you can't take any more of his seed.

[ridreamir]

Arven, mid mochi-mochi dance as he stalks toward you, eyes glowing and glazed over... he doesn't stop, getting up so close that it's almost uncomfortable:

"M-moch-li-little bud..."

"-m... mo...I..."

"..." He then leans in close, his breath hot and sickly sweet.

"M-mo-ch..." "M..M...ine..."

[crows-in-the-house]

Swapping clothes with Bill

Summary : headcannons for you wearing his and him wearing your clothes

tw: none

there may be some spelling mistakes ig, sorryyy, tell me what you guys think!

You wearing his clothes

laughts at you cuz u look stupid

adjusts the bowtie practically strangling you (he couldn't care how much he suffecates you, his favorite pet human looks just too cute! Maybe he should get you a collar? won't tell you that tho)

his gloves and shoes/socks? yeah no, you're not wearing those, they won't fit you, but you're welcome to wear similar ones

won't tell you but your impersonating attemps do make him a little amused.

will try to manipulate you make you fall for him harder, so if he's in human form you can get his overcoat. he will act like a gentelmen of course, putting it on you, saying he's worring his dumb little puppet will get sick! It's so chilly here, you should have brought a sweater! (as if you two are not inside your home)

his clothes have weird feel to them, like as if they were buzzing, maybe moving on their own just slightly, you won't feel entirely comfortable wearing them (10% evil silk, 90% ghuls skins, made in Ghx̌okþo)

just dont reach inside the hat. Whatever bunny joke you have won't make him laugh if you pull out something else and lose it.

Him wearing your clothes

will also laugh at you

your stupid human clothes are weird and don't make sense! (either help him put them on, or watch your shirt and pants get new holes)

it's not like you will want them back tho, some of your pockets will get filled with glass shards, centepides or even black holes if you've been annoying him lately. he can wear your jacket for mere 2 seconds and it will get altered in some way. maybe a zipper turns to teeth. maybe the fluffy insides are radioactive, who knows.

your scarfs, bowties, shawls and hats, have the biggest survival chances (don't think you will get them back tho, they are Bills now)

the least amount of "customizing" you got was when you begged him to give you back your favorite shirt. It has "Bill's property" cut out on your back now.

tbh if you want your clothes back in one piece you better just buy new ones and let him draw on them with those cloth markers. he will call himself the greatest model and designer

for him 10/10 experience, likes wearing your hoodies

will not admit that tho

[palindrome-alt]

"The way to a person's heart is through their stomach." Arven, frantically jam-packing another sandwich full of loaded hearty ingredients like they're a love language to the point he's become your three-course sandwich meal ticket and worms his way into whatever you're doing to make sure you've eaten: "Hahaha I just like cooking-"

Meanwhile Nemona stands there thinking like "wow they are such good friends" but Penny slaps her forehead