#so im writing this shit down in advance

[mrpenguinpants]

Omg you're back again hello 👀 how have you been????

Big mood on the "man I wish this author would finish their fic" LOL I've been rereading my own wiring recently and going wtf. Where's the rest of it?

For a limited time only babyyy

But I've been good. Extremely busy but it's okay, the pto is worth it. That's what I keep telling myself at least :) but how are you??? Is anything interesting happening? New developments perhaps 👀

The funny thing is that I've actually been talking with a few mutuals, and they've all told me that they recently went back to re-read their drafts. Maybe it's something in the air or we're all feeling a bit nostalgic? Or because everyone is on break since it's summer.

[hoshifighting]

lyla I love what you write!!! I spend most of my nights diving into your tumblr and i never get tired of it!! <33

now im putting my shyness aside but still hiding on anonymous lol to request a yoga/pilates princess reader × seventeen gym lime pls?? how they would take advantage of it 😮‍💨

thank uuu love u

seventeen gym rat line x pilates princess reader

WARNINGS: smut, mentions of toned body, dirty talk, flexibility and strength

seungcheol “fuck, how are you so damn flexible?” seungcheol mutters, watching you bend in ways that make his thighs burn just from looking. pilates isn’t his thing; give him weights any day, but the way you move? he’s obsessed. he loves how you can effortlessly hold a position, legs stretched out, hips open—shit that drives him crazy. every time you strut out of the studio in those tight leggings, he’s already planning how he’s gonna have you later. “c’mere,” he pulls you close, hands sliding down to your hips, his lips brushing against your ear. “gonna bend you just like that, baby, but you’ll be screaming my name this time.” later, when he’s got you pinned beneath him, legs wrapped around his waist, he’s using all that strength to make you tremble. “this what you wanted, huh? my strong arms holding you down while you can’t even think straight?” he’s panting, half from exertion, half from the way you’re squeezing around him.

joshua tries to join you in pilates once, thinking it’s all easy stretches—wrong. the burn in his abs makes him regret every gym session where he skipped core. but watching you? the way your body moves with such grace, he’s a goner. he can’t stop thinking about how it’d feel to have you on top, moving with that same fluidity, every roll of your hips calculated, perfect. “you really have no idea what you do to me,” he murmurs, pulling you into his lap after your session, his hands sliding up your thighs. “seeing you like that.. it’s fucking hot. now let me show you what it does to me.” he’s not shy about letting you know how you drive him horny, his hands moves to grind your hips on his boner, your legging a thin layer that makes you feel his hard cock.

woozi’s always been focused, disciplined, but pilates tests his patience in a whole new way. “how is this harder than deadlifting twice my body weight?” he grumbles, struggling to hold a boat pose while you casually chat, barely breaking a sweat. afterward, when he’s got you in a deep arch on the bed, your back nearly bending in half as he thrusts into you, he finally understands the appeal. “this… shit, you look so good like this,” he breathes, eyes locked on your body. the way you stretch to take all of him “all that fucking pilates… worth it just to see you like this.” he grips your hips, pulling you even closer, rolling his hips inside you.

mingyu’s the type who thrives on challenges, so when pilates kicks his ass, he’s frustrated. but seeing you in action? it’s like watching a masterpiece. every stretch, every controlled breath, it’s got him all kinds of turned on. especially when you’re wearing those cropped tops that show off your toned body, and your boobs—he’s obsessed. “you’re gonna kill me with those damn leggings,” he groans, pulling you into his arms the moment you step out of the studio, sweaty and glowing. “can’t stop thinking about how those legs would feel wrapped around my head.” so when he finally gets you in bed, he’s eager to try out all the positions you’ve perfected in pilates, his hands roaming your body like he’s trying to memorize every muscle, every curve. “show me what else you can do, princess.”

hoshi “how do you make it look so easy?” hoshi grumbles, trying to hold a plank while you’re effortlessly transitioning into some advanced move. he’s competitive, hates losing, but damn, pilates humbles him. every time he struggles, you flash him that teasing smile, and it’s game over. he’s down bad, not just for how you move, but for the confidence you exude. when you’re in those tight shorts, showing off every line of muscle, he’s barely keeping it together. “you know what i’m thinking, right?” he asks, grabbing you the second you finish your session. “thinking of how good you’d look under me, legs wrapped around my waist, using all that strength to hold on tight. let’s see if you can stay in control when i’m the one making you feel good.” he whispers in your ear, knowing the effect his dirty talk will cause.

chan, when you drag him to pilates, he’s game—until he realizes just how much core strength it actually takes. but damn, does he love watching you. the way you move, the control you have over your body, it’s enough to drive him crazy. and when you’re wearing those tiny shorts, showing off your toned legs? he’s struggling to keep his mind out of the gutter. “how do you make everything look so fucking hot?” he mutters, following you into the locker room after your session, his hands already sliding up your thighs. “you have no idea how hard it is to focus when you’re looking like that.” later, when you’re tangled up in his sheets, he’s determined to see if all that pilates training has paid off, “let’s see how flexible you really are.” he mumbles to himself.

wonwoo can’t deny the way his pulse races when he watches you in pilates, all hot and firm. he’d never admit it, but the thought of you being able to move so fluidly, so powerfully, has him imagining all kinds of things. especially when you’re in those high-waisted leggings, the fabric hugging your curves in a way that leaves little to the imagination. “you know, you could teach me some moves,” he says, trying to sound casual, but his voice comes out rougher than he intended. “like how you can stay so damn composed even when you’re about to fall apart.” when you’re in bed, he can’t help but test that theory, his hands guiding you into a position that leaves you breathless. “let’s see how long you can hold this one, babe.”

[rosenclaws]

Can you write about flat!reader x any Logan, where she is insecure of basically having no tits (like me) so she wants to keep a shirt on during sex and stuff and Logan notices and stuff lol

warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI, fem!reader, dirty talk, mirror sex, doggy style, creampie, insecurity, the reader says self deprecating things about themselves, light choking, breast play

a/n: YES YES, I'm flat as fuck and I am super self conscious about them. These mfs look like mosquito bites on god. (I hate them so much bro just let me get some work done PLZ) Anyways Im doing this with Worst Logan bc I love him. Anyways.

Sometimes it was hard dating a man like Logan. It wasn't hard to love him, no not at all. Even with the baggage he claimed to have come with, it wasn't hard to deal with the nightmares or the moments of deep loathing and insecurity. You loved him and because of that being able to help him through it all was easy.

What was hard was dating a man who was over 200 years old and looked like a Greek fucking god.

The first time you ever saw Logan without his shirt was when you were visiting Wade. Logan walked out in nothing but pajama pants. You shamelessly eye-fucked the man before you. He was ripped. Strong arms, a six pack, big thighs, and a handsome face. Even after you started dating and managed to get him on a diet that was more than whiskey and cigars he was still unbelievably hot. You should feel lucky to have a man like that worship you and you love and appreciate him to death. The problem is that you felt like you couldn't compare.

Logan loves you and you know he does but when you're looking in the mirror you can't help but notice you're lacking in one specific area. Your boobs. You were flat and the world seemed to never let you forget it.

Cute tops you could never wear because your chest couldn't keep them up. Jokes about being flat as a board. You couldn't even hold them in your hands. You hated them. Logan never said anything about them but you were always too afraid to bring it up.

So you sat in this limbo of deep insecurity.

"Sweetheart? You still in there?" Logans muffled voice comes from behind the bathroom door.

Shit you didn't mean to be here for so long. A shower had turned into staring at the mirror. You covered them in your hands, pushing them together and huffing when they just looked sad. The events from earlier in the night replaying over in your head.

Ever since Logan showed up in the universe he had garnered some attention. The Wolverine was hard to hide. People would point and whisper whenever they saw him. Gossip about who he was and why he was here. It was all pointless to Logan. Still in the bathroom of the bar you managed to catch a conversation.

Two beautiful women talking about your boyfriend and how badly they wanted him. Talking about flirting with him and taking him home. It just hurt a little. Sure Logan could care less about anyone's advances but yours but they had truly gotten into your head.

Would Logan want someone who had...better assets?

Would he want a woman who's breasts he could hold, squeeze, rest his head on? It was silly but they were the one thing that you honestly just didn't like about yourself so it was hard to think logically about it.

"I'm coming in." Logan's voice calls again. You curse quietly as you scramble to get a shirt on. The last thing you wanted was for him to see you like this. Logan's eyes shamelessly look you up and down as he enters the bathroom. A small smirk growing on his lips as he leans against the door. You bite your lip as you look down towards the counter.

"Sorry, I just wanted to take an extra long shower." You lie, smiling at Logan.

He hums and pushes off the door. He comes to stand behind you, his arms snaking around your waist. You were dressed in nothing but a shirt and underwear and Logan liked it. A lot.

"Should've joined you. Could have helped get your back." Logan purrs, his growing bulge pressing against your back.

“Oh please we’d still be in the shower if you had joined me.” You tease, slipping out of his grip. Logan furrows his brows as he follows you like a puppy to bed.

"You say that like it's a bad thing sweetheart."

As you lay on the bed Logan crawls in-between your legs, resting his head on your stomach. He purrs as you reach and run your fingers through his hair, scratching his head in all the spots you know he loves.

"Not a bad thing honey, but our water bill isn't a fan." Logan gets up on his knees, a devilish smirk appearing on his lips as his hands snake up your legs.

"Fuck the water bill, If I want to fuck my gorgeous girlfriend I will." You giggle as he dips his head down. The scruff of his beard tickles your skin as he nibbles on your thighs.

"Fuck baby, I can't get enough of you." He kneels between your legs and his hands slip up your body. The moment his hands go under your shirt you flinch. You didn't mean to flinch but you did. It was a small movement but it was there and Logan felt it immediately.

"What's wrong?" He asks as he takes his hands away.

"Nothing." You smile and reach up to pull him closer but he doesn't budge. Curse his super strength. He gives you a look and you sigh.

"It's nothing Logan, it's stupid and small."

"Sweetheart you gotta talk to me," Logan huffs. He's been working on this whole, communication thing and while he's not known for his empathy he can clearly see there's something bothering you.

"I just..." He looks at you again and you fall back into the pillows.

"Its these!" You say pointing to your chest.

"Huh?" "They're small and stupid and I hate them!" You lift your shirt up and huff in frustration. Logan's eyes widen as he stares at your bare chest. A stupid smile forming on his lips.

"I'm not seeing the problem." You put your shirt down and he pouts.

"I'm serious Logan. They're small and flat and...and..." You struggle to find the words as Logan just chuckles.

"So what?"

"It's not funny!" You snap and Logan's face morphs into concern.

"I just, I wish they were bigger is all. I mean sometimes I see other women and...It's hard sometimes." You curl into yourself, your arms covering your chest protectively. It felt silly to bring up right now but the thoughts wouldn't go away.

"Hey, look at me sweetheart." Logan coos. He lays next to you. Gently snaking his arm around your waist to pull you closer.

"Please?" Reluctantly you turn your body to face his.

"There's my pretty girl." He tilts your chin up to meet his eyes.

"Look I'm not the best at this but I can tell you one thing. You're fucking perfect." He leans in and kisses your neck gently. Your eyes flutter close as he gently rolls on top of you.

"You are beautiful, gorgeous, hot. I could go on and on sweetheart." His hand slips up your shirt and you let him slowly peel it off you. He grins as his lips move down to your chest. His thumb comes to play with one of your breasts while he latches onto the other.

"Logan..." You moan as he teases you like he loves to do.

"I know you hate them but I fucking love them. I could spend hours playing with them, looking at them, sucking on them if you let me." You bite your lip at his dirty words. The insecurities being pushed out Logan's hands.

"I don't care how big they are, what the look like. Because they're attached to my girl and I love my girl." Logan reaches down and rips your panties off of your body. You gasp in surprise as he takes your legs and spreads them.

"Feel how fucking hard you make me." He groans as he grinds his cock against your body.

"Get on your knees baby." You don't hesitate to listen. You get on your knees and face the headboard but Logan has other plans.

"No, I want you to watch your pretty tits as I fuck you." He growls in your ear as he moves you to face the mirror on the wall.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head at his gruff voice. Fuck he's hot. You're practically dripping onto the sheets already and Logan plans on taking full advantage of that. Slowly he slides his cock into your cunt, taking his sweet time as he stretches you out.

"So good, taking me raw." He says with a smirk. He wraps his hand around your neck to help support you as your legs shake at the feeling.

"I know baby, almost there just a little bit more." He praises.

You nod furiously, wanting to take all of him no matter what. When he fully bottoms out you let out a small cry. He shushes you softly, pressing kisses to your cheek as you get used to the stretch.

"Feel alright sweetheart?" Logan asks and you nod. Slowly he moves his hips, soaking up every whine that falls from your lips.

"Fuck, you're just made for me aren't you pretty girl." You can't take your eyes off of the mirror.

It's pure and utter filth. You're disheveled, tears pooling in your eyes, Logan's hand is still wrapped around your neck. You look fucking hot. You can see his muscles flexing with each devastating thrust. The look of pure desire on his face as he fucks you.

"Logan please I'm gonna come." Your hips start to move to meet his thrusts.

Logan growls as he grabs onto your hips and pushes you into the mattress. All you can do is watch yourself take it as he fucks the life out of you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Logan breaks you apart. Your body feels fuzzy as your orgasm washes over you. Logan lets out a loud groan as his hips slam into you and stay there as he comes.

"Fuck...Look at you." Logan sits back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you up. You hum as your head falls onto his chest. A tired smile on your face.

"So fucking perfect." Logan hums.

"Right sweetheart?" You mumble something unintelligible and Logan taps your face.

"I want to hear it." You shiver at the intensity of his voice.

"I'm perfect." Logan tilts your head up.

"All of you?" He asks.

"All of me." You repeat after him.

"Good," He kisses your temple.

You sigh as Logan starts to massage your shoulders. The insecurities have been washed away, only bliss left in its wake. Logan couldn't comprehend your dislike for your body, he saw you and only saw the best.

But if you needed a reminder every now and then, he would be happy to give it to you.

[ennabear]

Hiya ennnabear!! Back with another req (　ﾟ 3ﾟ)

can i ask for sum sevika x hyperfemme!reader? Could either be a fic or a list of headcannons, nsfw or sfw, i really dont mind !! >3< the prompts up to your interpertation!! Whatever u feel comftorable with!! ＼(^o^)／

I can just imagine Sevika, with her pastel pink, poofy-dressed eyecandy, sitting on her lap as she plays cards .. the people shes playing with all sorta eyeing reader because like what the fuck?? And reader is just like 'oh sevikas just so adorable shsjkassjksksk cutie patootie i wuv her!!!!!' while Sevika is off in the distance beating someone half to death because he touched her shoulder .. on accident ( ﾟーﾟ)

also, i beg of you to use inspo from that one scene in deadpool where he meets yukio. I kid you not thats where i got this requests inspo from.

"What in the fuck knuckles is this?"

(Sevika, with a literal living doll in her lap) "Shes my girlfriend you intolerant shit."

"Woah! Pump the hate breaks, fox-and-friends! Im just suprised anyone would date you! Especially pinkie pie from my little pony."

aaaaa i love this woman sososo much ( ´∀`) my 6' criminalistic murderer drug (shimmer) addict babygirl (〃_ _)

thanks in advance if u decide to write this !! sorry for the agonizingly long yap sesh (^_^;)

--🃏🌀⭐️

(and now to crawl back into my pit of lesbian shame .. (ФωФ))

HIII ANON sorry this took me so long to answer but i’m occupied with writing 2 sevika oneshots so i hope i can earn your forgiveness once they’re out 🫶 also i yapped a lil about hyperfemme!sevika here so ignore the fact that i can’t follow a request to save my life!!! 18+

ok so the way i envision sevika’s girlfriend would be a little bit… drag-ey?? i don’t really know how to explain it so allow me to elaborate…

1. we already know that femme lesbians are feminine in a way that’s different from feminine straight women (more cutesy, stylish, female gaze, etc.) but also…

2. with the way people dress in zaun (when they’re not murdering each other) and the general way they’re animated is very costumey. lots of face paint, masks, sophisticated outfits.

so i think in the arcane universe you’d probably dress something like this. painting your skin weird colors, covering yourself head to toe in body glitter, wearing expensive wigs, corsets, and heels that look impossible to move in, and stuff like that.

that means sevika would try to make sure you’re comfortable 24/7!!! especially if you’re wearing something potentially dangerous like heels that are two feet tall, she wouldn’t let you walk the whole night, instead picking you up and hauling you around.

as if the money silco pays her isn’t enough, she makes tons of money from the guys she gambles with. she spends every last PENNY on you. it’s not like she needs to spend it on herself though, her arm and her scowl are a pretty deadly weapon, and she doesn’t go all out with clothes like you do.

also i think she’d completely fold if you ever wore a low cut top or even no top when you go out with her (and she doesn’t believe in bras… so…) especially if you have piercings in/around your tits, she’d be fondling them and groping them all night!!!

she 10000000% has a thing for public sex!!!! while she’s playing cards, she’ll slide your skirt up (if it’s even long enough…), and have you ride her strap. the dumbfucks she’s playing with would gawk and stare at what’s obviously going on in her lap, but she’s about to rob them of their money, so they really shouldn’t be focusing on it.

oooh and once you finally cum, she’d be like “good girl, now give me another. okay?” and her fingers would start vibrating as you slump down next to her… of course you might get weird looks, but if anyone tries to say or do anything about it she could literally just kill them. (or maybe she’s feeling nice and will break a few of their ribs instead, who knows…)

she’d be constantly covered in some kind of your makeup. especially if you wear a crazy color lipstick like bright blue or something, her lips and cheeks and nose would be that color the whole night. and if you wear body glitter, it would look sooooo pretty on her skin. she’d be glaring at people all night like 😡😡😡😡 but her face and hands would look like ✨✨🌈🦄🩷✨✨

adding onto that, she’d look sooo pretty if she let you experiment (which is a pretty big IF), but imagine her with her hair curled, wearing pretty purple glitter on her cheeks and arms, in some sort of heeled boots that make her even taller than she needs to be, and in a dress?? in a short dress??? sevika in a short dress???? i’ll (s)cream right now…

if someone manages to corner you and talk to you about sevika, the conversation would be hilarious and very unproductive. they’d be like “why her? doesn’t she scare you?” and you’d be like “sevika? my little baby bear?? my knight in shining armor who screams at the sight of bugs??? no… she doesn’t scare me…”

meeting silco and the rest of the last drop crew would be… quite the experience. they’re all staring with wide eyes, practically shaking because of how scary she looks, and then there’s you with your hands entwined with hers, some of your bright pink face paint smudging onto her cheeks and neck as you nuzzle into her. silco’d find her alone for one moment and ask “who the hell is that?” and she’d reply with “my girlfriend. 😾 don’t mess with her.” and he’d be like “your girlfriend? your girlfriend is a barbie doll?? o…kay… congrats to both of you…”

[gyubakeries]

i am in neeedddd of some fluffy scoups fics, could you please write something about cheol🥹

𝘀𝗽𝗮-𝗱𝗮𝘆 | c.sc

a/n: hi anon! sorry it took so long to get to this request 😭 writing all this made me want to have a spa-day, but i'm way too busy for one right now oof. thank you for requesting, and i hope you like it!

word count: 1.6k contents: seungcheol x afab!reader , established relationship , reader is tired , tiiiiny bit of angst BUT ITS SUPER FLUFFY , cheol is the best bf , self-care , domestic fluff , cheol is a girl's girl and we love him for it <3 , love next door is mentioned bcs im currently watching it :P

cheolz 💗 (19:59 p.m.) :

hi baby <3

when will u be reaching home 2night?

you (20:08 p.m.) :

outside front door rn

can u plz open up

read (20:08 p.m.)

—

the door swings open, and seungcheol's worried eyes take in your current condition. your work bag, slung from your shoulder, is weighing you down, making you slump forward. your eyes are red and watery. your skin looks pale, and you let out a sigh that makes seungcheol's heart ache.

"bad day?" seungcheol asks, and you nod weakly, left with no energy to even give him a verbal answer.

"c'mere love," he frowns, opening up his arms. you fall into his embrace, all the tension in your muscles melting away the second seungcheol tightly wraps you up in his arms. the feeling of being comforted feels so overwhelming that you can't help but let a few tears escape.

"i feel like shit," you mumble, your voice hoarse from crying in the car while you drove home from work. "i've failed at everything."

"i don't want to hear any of that," seungcheol shakes his head, holding you closer. "let me make you feel better, okay?"

you sigh again, pulling back slightly to look at your boyfriend. "i'm not in the mood for sex now, cheol."

"silly baby," seungcheol laughs, brushing his nose against yours. "i didn't mean sex. i thought i could help you unwind with your very own, made-at-home, spa-day!"

your eyes well with tears at how thoughtful your boyfriend is. seungcheol is quick to wipe the tears away, playfully scolding you. "no more crying. let's take the weekend to reset and start the next week afresh, hm? come on, i've got a lot planned."

your boyfriend slides your work bag off your shoulder and guides you into the apartment. he sets the bag down on the kitchen counter and comes back to kneel in front of you, helping you take off your heels. you sigh when your feet fall flat on the ground, tired from having to wear high heels the entire day.

"better?" seungcheol smiles, looking up at you, and you nod, feeling a little bit of energy seep back into you just by looking into seungcheol's eyes.

"good," your boyfriend says, getting up from the floor. "i've got to go check on the bath, so why don't you pick out some comfy clothes to wear, and then we can proceed?"

"okay, cheol," you agree, pressing a peck to his lips. his face lights up and he goes to the bathroom with a skip in his step. the exhaustion you had felt earlier was slowly getting replaced with the calming and healing presence of seungcheol.

your boyfriend really knew how to make you feel better.

—

you lay out your clothes on the bed. after a lot of thinking, you went with a hoodie (seungcheol's hoodie from college) and some baggy sweatpants. just as you were contemplating flopping onto the bed, a gentle touch on your shoulder makes you turn around.

"hey, your bubble bath is ready," seungcheol informs, and you realize that the entire spa-day idea was actually planned out well in advance.

"did you put in-"

"your favorite salted caramel-scented bath bomb? of course, baby. did you think i was a monster?" seungcheol gasps dramatically, making you laugh and hit his arm weakly.

"alright, i get it, you're obsessed with me," you roll your eyes, but you let seungcheol shrug off your blazer, unbuckle your belt and take off all your jewelry.

"yes, i am," seungcheol agrees, the genuinity in his voice knocking the air out of your lungs. you'd been dating him for seven years, ever since freshman year in college, yet sometimes his sincere love for you still surprised you.

the end of his lips tug into a smile at your silence, and he puts your jewelry away on your dressing table. "let's head into the bathroom," he instructs, and you follow him.

seungcheol stands in one corner of the bathroom, watching you as you take your clothes off and dump them in the laundry hamper. there isn't any heat behind his gaze, just the need to make sure you're taken care of.

"you gonna join?" you ask him, tugging your hair free from the bun you had put it in.

"i already showered earlier," he shakes his head. "i will be here though, to help with anything else you want."

"thank you," you smile shyly, getting into the filled bathtub slowly to make sure it doesn't overflow. the water was the perfect temperature, not too hot but not lukewarm either; just the perfect heat to make your body relax after a long day.

the scent of your favorite bath bomb envelops you, and lean back against the edge of the tub and close your eyes, letting out a content sigh.

after a few minutes of silence, seungcheol speaks up gently, now sitting cross-legged next to the tub. "did you wanna wash your hair?"

you blearily blink your eyes open, nodding. just as you're about to reach out for the shampoo bottle, seungcheol beats you to it.

"relax, let me do it for you."

you lean back again and watch seungcheol take some of the product on his palm and then kneel next to you. he lathers up the shampoo and then works it into your hair.

his touch is soft, yet firm. he massages your scalp with the shampoo, and as if taken away magically, the headache you had earlier vanishes. your eyes drop shut as seungcheol washes your hair.

you're sure you dozed off in the bath for a while, because you don't remember him rinsing the shampoo out, gently scrubbing your body clean, or drying you off with your towel.

you only wake up when he nudges you awake. "skincare time, baby."

you offer him a sleepy smile and a kiss to his cheek. you were dedicated to following your skincare routine daily, and you were glad that your boyfriend also gave it the same priority.

seungcheol gets you the clothes you put on the bed and you slip into them, the soft fabric of the hoodie engulfing you in warmth. you wrap your wet hair up in a towel and get to your skincare.

seungcheol stands beside you, a hand on your hip rubbing circles into the skin as he watches you apply various products on your face. you've explained all the various steps in your routine many times to him, but he can't keep a track of which is the toner, which is the serum and which is the cream.

once you were finally done, seungcheol walks you out of the bathroom with his hands on your shoulders.

"for dinner i got you take-out from your favorite chinese place," seungcheol says, seating you down at the dining table. "i haven't perfected my cooking skills yet."

"this is more than enough, cheol," you laugh, watching as he makes himself busy with warming up the food and bringing it to the table. "this is perfect."

"anything for my sweet girl," seungcheol winks flirtatiously, setting down a plate in front of you. "eat up, you need your energy. or else you're gonna be waking up like a hungry zombie tomorrow."

pretending to be offended at his words, you lightly kick his foot under the table. he responds by holding your free hand in his above the table as you both eat dinner in comfortable silence.

you're glad he doesn't ask you about work or what caused you to be this dejected earlier, because you frankly didn't have the energy to deal with all the emotions you felt earlier. knowing seungcheol, he'd probably whine and pout till you opened up to him later, so you put the sad thoughts away and focus on the moment.

—

you thought the night would wrap up with the meal. you felt far more happy than how you felt when you came home earlier, all thanks to seungcheol's efforts, but apparently, dinner wasn't the end.

after dinner, seungcheol loads the dishes in the washer, and then picks you up to take you to the bedroom. he props you up against the pillows and drapes the comforter over you.

"the new episode of love next door is up, you wanna watch?" seungcheol asks, grabbing the TV remote and getting under the covers next to you. the one thing you loved about your home with seungcheol was the TV in the bedroom, for the days either of you couldn't be bothered to go out to use the one in the living room.

"yeah, i need to know what happens next," you nod, a smile breaking across your face. seungcheol gives you a dimpled smile of his own and puts on the new episode of the series you both were heavily invested in.

as the intro started playing, you snuggle closer to seungcheol. as if on instinct, he outstretches his arm for you to use as a pillow, and you wrap your arm around his waist. your legs tangle together and you rest your head on his chest, breathing in his cologne.

"thank you so much, cheol," you murmur against his chest. "you helped me a lot today. if you weren't there-"

"we don't need to think about that," seungcheol shushes you. "no matter what, i'd always be there for you. which is also why you don't need to thank me. i do it because i love you."

"i love you too," you reply, looking up at him. you're met with his loving gaze; the gaze that heals you from the inside out, easing all your worries and filling you with hopes for a better tomorrow.

a tomorrow with seungcheol by your side.

you lean in to kiss him sweetly, and he complies easily, holding you impossibly closer to him. just as you break away, a character on screen starts yelling, startling the both of you and making you burst into laughter.

the long, weary day finally ends with you safe and secure in seungcheol's arms.

you wouldn't have it any way else.

- fin.

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[sacklerscumrag]

Metalhead Next Door

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Notes: hello :) i got the sudden urge to write for eddie munson today for some reason lol

i'm apologizing in advance for how bad it probably is. please keep in mind that i havent written anything in a long time, let alone for eddie

but if you do read it for whatever reason, thank you i love you im giving you a big kiss rn <3

Warnings: neighbors to lovers, jealous!reader, pining, oral sex (f receiving)

Word Count: 1.4K

A loud rumble from a run-down truck rang outside your trailer window, jolting you from sleep. The book you abandoned some hours ago slid off your chest as you sat on the bed to peek outside. Snow continued to fall and hardened on the window sill from earlier that morning, each flake a silent whisper against the palm of your hand as you held it out in the icy air. Metal music blared through the familiar window across from yours, drawing your attention toward the warm glow coming from inside. An overpowering scent of weed lingered between the two trailers—something you'd found comfort in within the last couple of months of living next door to the Munsons. Of course, you'd heard the rumors where Eddie was concerned, and you'd have to be blind not to see how people treated him around here. Everyone ignored him, wrote him off as a freak while telling the tale of the long-haired devil-worshiping drug dealer to anyone who would listen. But after almost a year of living next to Eddie, you realized that couldn't be further from the truth.

The first night, Eddie crept up on your front porch when you weren't looking, making himself comfortable on the wooden staircase, offering whatever joint he was nursing—all leather jacket and wild hair with a grin that could warm you to your core if you let yourself admire him for a little too long. Since then, you'd meet Eddie outside once everyone had gone to bed and let his wild D&D stories carry you through the night. The world around you seemed to soften around Eddie, swallowed up by the relentless comfort of his presence. Even when he was gone, one last tiny blaze of warmth and light continuously flickered in your chest for him.

The night air was crisp, making you cling to your blanket that much tighter as you curled up in bed. You nearly jumped when you heard a thump against your bedroom window, a snowball crumbling as another landed against the window pane.

"You're not gonna make me wait out here until I freeze, are you?" Eddie's voice trickled in from outside, making you smile before quickly opening the window and letting him climb in. "It's fucking freezing out there. Hey, sweetheart." Your heart warmed at the nickname as he brushed past you, flopped down on your mattress, and picked up your abandoned book. His hair looked like he'd run his hand through it far too many times today; the snow still crunched as he crossed one boot over another as scattered icicles clung to his jacket's leather and denim patches.

"Well, it's no D&D book, but-." Eddie teased before you cut him off by snatching the book, placing it on your bedside table, and settling beside him. He smirked, clearly pleased with himself for getting to you so quickly.

"So what's new with you, Munson?" You said as you sank next to him, sneaking glances whenever he wasn't looking.

"Same shit, different day. I learned a new Metallica song last week, gonna play it at our gig."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I'll play it for you sometime." You smiled at that. "Oh shit, I was supposed to call Dustin." Eddie dramatically sat up on your bed and sighed.

"Dustin? Was it important?"

"Yeah, sort of; he's been trying to set me up with this girl. Or was it Steve setting me up? All I know is I went out with her last week, and now I gotta be at Family Video tomorrow at 6 to pick out a movie for whatever the fuck a double date movie night is." Your heart sank. Eddie was being set up; he was dating someone. And it wasn't you. Figures. He would never see you as more than a friend; all you ever did was hang out and talk about D&D; he could do that with any of his other friends. This shouldn't surprise you, but that didn't make it sting any less than it did.

"Hey, you okay?" Eddie noticed your silence amidst his rambling. You were seemingly lost in your thoughts as you toyed with your fingers. Something had shifted; your warm presence from just a minute ago felt frigid and distant.

"Yeah." You wiped the tears welling in your eyes and stood from the bed, suddenly needing to put as much distance between you as possible. "Just tired, I'm just gonna go to bed." The mere thought of Eddie snuggling up on a couch with some girl made your chest feel like it would cave in any second. You quickly turned toward your window to open it, unable to face him without fear of bursting into tears.

"Sweetheart, if I did something to piss you off, I'm sorry."

"You didn't just please…I want to go to bed." Your tone was firmer than Eddie had ever heard from you. He should go, head out through the window, and call it a night. But he couldn't. "Please." Your voice slightly cracked, and with it, a piece of Eddie's heart at the realization. When you managed to turn around, his chest was inches from your face, tenderness filling those big, brown, beautiful eyes darting back at you. His ring-clad hand cupped your cheek, skimming over your skin delicately like you would break under his touch.

Before you knew it, your mouth was on his. Your arms around his neck; he tasted like cigarettes and mint from the gum he anxiously chewed before you came in. It was intoxicating. Chills spread across your skin when his hands slid across your waist, pressing you closer to him. It didn't take long for Eddie's need for you to become apparent with feverish hands pushing you back until the desk bumped against your ass; Eddie tapped your thigh to signal you to sit on the hard surface, standing in between your legs and trailing his lips down to your neck and chest. Your hands tangled in his curls, breathing in as much of him as possible before he pulled away slightly.

"Eddie." You paused, studying his face for a moment; face flushed, hair tussled, and lips swollen and pink from your own; he was perfect. "I'm sorry. I should've told you how I felt, I-. Eddie's lips interrupted you with a searing but brief kiss as he spoke against your lips.

"Don't you dare apologize. I've been waiting so fucking long for this." A smile spread across your face, and relief flooded your chest. You tugged on his vest to draw him back to your lips as his hands began to knead your thighs, core clenching at the feeling. Whimpers escaped you from just his lips on your skin. His mouth worked its way along your neck, lifting your shirt and continuing to work his way down until he was kneeling before you.

"Can I?" You nodded as Eddie's ring-clad fingers hooked onto your shorts, pulling them off and discarding them on the floor along with your underwear. He hooked one leg over his shoulder and kissed the delicate skin of your inner thigh. "God, you have no idea how bad I've needed to taste you." Your breath hitched when you felt his tongue begin expertly working along your folds, then back toward your clit. It wasn't long before he slipped a finger inside you, then another. The chill of his rings pressing on your most sensitive spots as he plunged them in and out of you had you arching your back and squeezing your thighs tighter around Eddie. Your chest heaved; every whimper and moan that escaped was like music to his ears. Eddie consumed you like a man starved; it was like the more pleasure he drew from you, the more he wanted. He couldn't get enough. He teased your clit between his lips and began to suck hard. Eddie's movements were relentless. Your eyes screwed shut, and your core tightened until it snapped. Eddie's hand dug into the flesh of your hips to hold you in place as you squirmed against him until you were practically pushing him away. He could see the blissed look on your face as he stood and wrapped your legs around his waist, carrying you over to bed. Once you were settled, Eddie stepped toward the still-open window.

"Don't go," you whispered; a pang of fear hit you. Eddie smirked to himself before shutting the window securely, throwing his jacket on your nightstand, and crawling in beside you.

"Don't worry, sweetheart." He placed a kiss on your forehead. "I'm not going anywhere."

[k1mbe3rly]

HII!! i'm not a very active tumblr user but i discovered your account a day or two ago and the things you write are so impressive and beautiful!! ⭐ and if you don't mind i have a request for you i know it will sound really stupid but i'm just curious. can you write something about thanos and y/n having dated since high school and after playing mingle in the squid game y/n and thanos went to the bathroom to do something at night🤗 and y/n told thanos that she was 2 or 3 months (i don't know how long it took to figure it out😭) pregnant and since she found out she's been using pills to abort the baby (it's not her first time, and the reason is because she doesn't trust her own motherhood since she grew up with deficiencies)?? i said a lot, i'm sorry💗💗(i know it sounds so weird😔 and if there are any spelling mistakes sorry it's not my native language) Tysm in advance🎀🎀

yess sorry it took so longggg im going from the bottom of my request💔

Sorry for not telling you

warnings: just making out, pregnancy, mentions of abortions

You and thanos have been dating since high school, honestly you yourself is surprised how you even managed to last this long with him, he just seemed like the type to cheat and treat you wrong but he actualt never did which was surprising to you

He was a very sweet man and boyfriend, always treating you well and didn’t really talk to any women, so that was a good head start but sadlyyy yall both got into debt, so in the middle of random station a man came up to you guys, played a game, got slapped, almost fought the guy but held him back.

He gave us a card and we decided to call it as we both got picked up and suddenly fell asleep with this random gas they put.

The moment you woke up you immediately went to find Thanos as he placed his hands on your forearm and you placed your hands on his arms “Oh my gee! Your here oh my god i was worried!” he said quickly hugging you as you hugged him back, “Where the hell are we?” the first thing you said as he looked at you

“No idea, looks like shit tho, all these beds in the way..many for us eh?” he said smirking and raising an eyebrow jokingly obviously.

You nervously chuckled and looked away, you haven’t been completely honest with him.

For the past 2 months you’ve been throwing up like crazy, avoiding every moment of intimacy, before you called that card, you bought a pregnancy and came out positive, you’ve also tried taking abortion pills thinking it would even work yet it didn’t so you kinda panicked and to make it worse you haven’t told him yet and still feel you shouldn’t especially if we’re here.

So we did end up going into the games and to find out they were death games, you felt so stressed out during red light green light, you even clinged onto thanos since you started feeling a little sick.

Ever since that game he’s been watching over you, sure he noticed your behavior was a bit different but he brushed it off thinking it was just because of the games.

Time skip

The second game came, and you were lowkey even more stressing out but thankfully thanos was clinging onto you the whole game and even kicked out someone of the group just for you, you felt so bad for the person who got killed and even looked back at him but you know your life or his life.

“2 players” you heard a familiar ai women like voice say, It didn’t take long for thanos to literally yank you and run.

He pushed by people and even grabbed a girls hair pulling her back as you gasped, he pushed you into the room first and quickly went in panting, “Holy shit that was intense..” he said putting a hand to his chest, his chest rising up and down rapidly, “Are you okay?” he asked as you nodded.

You started too feel a bit sick as you put a hand on your stomach making a small face, “what’s wrong? your stomach hurt?” he asked again “N-no i just feel really nauseous..” you said hoping he gets a hint as he nodded, “Well the game is over, i’m sure it’s all the blood..” he said

They took us back to the beds as you still felt nauseous but just brushed it off, they gave us dinner which was only like 5 rolls..and a fork? like?

Not that long after dinner Thanos lead you to the bathroom, he smirked at you as he closed the door, “What are you doing..?” you asked as he grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him “i’ve missed feeling your body against mine you know” he said looking down at you as you just chuckled.

He kissed you and you kissed him back, everything was all good, the kiss was great, but eventually one kiss turned into a heated makeout as he kissed you a bit more aggressively

his hands traveled to your waist to the waistband of the sweatpants and slowly tried pulling them down but you quickly grabbed his hands, you pulled back from the kiss and looked at him, “What? what’s wrong? why don’t you wanna like..have sex anymore?” he asked in a bit of confusion, “Thanos..i have to uhh tell you something” you told him softly

“What, what is it?” he asked his hands going back to your waist, “I-i know i’m telling you this so late but for the past 2 months i’ve been feelings really..sick”

“Sick? sick like how? are you dying baby?” he asked “What? no..? i’ve just been throwing up every morning and feeling nauseous, and like..i’ve just been feeling weird so before we came here i bought a test..” you told him

He looked at you densely and just blinking awkwardly “test? like a covid test? oh my god are you positive?” he asked his mouth slightly parted

You got annoyed and rolled your eyes “No thanos! i don’t have covid!” you said

“Than what? what test! come on tell me already!” he said slightly inpatient

“I’m pregnant!” you yelled out

He stared at you, his eyes widen and he stayed quiet, he slowly backed up rubbing his forehead

“I’m sorry i know i should’ve told you sooner! i’ve been taking abortion pills but there literally a scam! i understand if you don’t wanna stay with me-.” you begin explaining as you felt emotional

“Wait what? your taking abortion pills!? y/n your hurting OUR BABY!” he said quickly getting on the floor and sliding to your waist touching your belly (sorryy i found this funny thinking he would do that like that usher meme😭)

You stared down at him blankly as he puts his head to your stomach “Oh my gosh you’re crazy.. don’t take those anymore! i’m ready to become a father. We’re gonna make it out of here! and have this baby together” he said looking up at you

You smiled at him touching his hair, “I hope so..”

“But can we just do one more game baby? please..” he said pleading up at you, you quickly frowned and rolled your eyes “C’mon please baby, the more money the best for the baby”

“Fine..just one more.” you said quietly as he yelped up and hugged you and kissed your cheek, you smiled, he took you back to the beds and voting started, obviously picking ‘O’ for him

A couple minutes after the voting it was a tie, His name Nam-su? Nam-gyu? motioned him to the bathroom after he saw someone go in, player 333, thanos glared for a moment and looked at you “I’ll be back okay baby? i need to take a wiz real quick..” he said getting up and giving you one last kiss as you nodded.

Who knows? maybe that’s the last time you will ever see him, maybe you will never see him come out that bathroom again, maybe that would be the last kiss he gave you. Nobody knows where they might end up.

[jqyszn]

Like what you see?💤

paring: dom!bestfriend!sunghoon x sub!fem!reader

genre: smut, friends to lovers (mdni !!)

summary: in which you come home to find your best friend getting off, weird but it's natural right? not until you heard him calling out for you.

warnings: smut ofc, masturbating, unprotected sex (don’t be a prick, wrap your dick!!) , panty stealing… riding, body worship, fingering, biting, degradation, spitting, marking, squirting, profanity, dirty talk, pet names (slut, cum dump, princess), breeding kink, sunghoon is a perv,, this is honestly just pure filth too😭 (Imk if i missed anything!!)

wc: 1.5k (1,597)

a/n: this is my first fic (😭) i apologize in advance for the cringe wattpad like writing,, also english isn’t my first language so please ignore any grammar mistakes <3 i hope u guys enjoy and im so sorry for the wait like i don’t know why it took me like three weeks to make a 1.5k fic😭😭😭 i promise for my other works they will be more hastily written🩷🩷

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“can i come over?” you read the writing on your phone as you best friend sunghoon messaged you. “yea, sure :) i’m still at work though but you have the extra key anyway.” you replied to him putting down your phone and typing away at your computer. your phone buzzes once again but desperate to rest, you ignore it and continue working.

on the other hand, sunghoon is at your door in a heartbeat. he unlocks the door with ease, walking in, the smell of you instantly hitting him. he inhaled your lingering scent as he closes his eyes imagining him nuzzling into your neck, pounding into you, taking in the smell of your natural perfume. “fuck.” sunghoon groans as his cock starts to feel heavy.

he makes his way towards your room, your scent growing more intense as he groans internally. “what are you doing to me y/n?” he thinks about his morals for a minute before diving into your laundry basket, picking up a used lace thong. he curses at himself but he doesn’t stop. instead he goes on your bed and propped himself up nice and pretty.

he holds your panty in his left hand bringing it closer to his face as he takes a fat whiff of you as he threw his head back. his other hand starts palming his refined boner as he continues sniffing at your undergarment. he pulls down his sweats down to his knees along with his boxers, freeing his hardened member. “oh god..” he grunts as he drapes your thong over his leaking, pink tip. staining it with his glossy precum.

unbeknownst to him, you’re already back home taking off you heels. “hoon?” you call out neatly tucking away your shoes as you make your way to your room. “fuck yes y/n, you’re taking my cock in so good~” did you hear that right? you stopped in your tracks thinking there must be someone else in your room. scared, you peep your head in your doorway, looking ahead into your room.

and to your surprise, it’s sunghoon. pumping his cock furiously, his eyebrows furrowed, lip bitten, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead and your thong over his length. fuck he looked so hot. you always had a thing for sunghoon but not wanting to ruin your friendship, you kept it to yourself and your trusted diary. you can’t help but clamp your legs together, almost moaning at the sight.

you decided to test your faith, so you walked over infront of your bed. “shit y/n! your pussy is so fucking tight princess!” sunghoon whimpers out, he opens his eyes only to see you. standing infront of him, arms crossed and face flushed with a crimson tone. “like what you see doll?” sunghoon smirks not showing one bit of embarrassment. instead, a sense of pride.

“i.. uhm..” you stutter shocked by the lack of embarrassment he showed on his face. “you love it huh? watching your best friend fuck himself with your skimpy thong? huh? look at you. i bet you’re all soaking wet from watching me pump my cock for you isn’t that right, slut?” he whispered, walked over to you, leaning down into your ear moaning playfully as he nibble on your earlobe.

“ahh.. hoon..” you whimper at his words, his hands trailing up and down your body stopping where you wanted him the most. “shit. no panties? do you really are just a slutty whore aren’t you? practically begging any man to cream your pussy right? you better fucking stop. because this tight, wet, creamy cunt is all mine. understood?” he degrades as he slaps your warmth, making you jerk forward as you nod your head in response.

“use your words doll. you know i hate stupid little whores.” he orders rubbing circles into your clit making you moan and clinging onto sunghoon’s broad shoulders. “you’re gonna let me breed your sopping pussy yeah? fill you up with my babies to show everyone who you belong to right?” he mutters over your neck, sucking and biting marks all over your neck. “yes hoon.. i’m all yours.” you finally managed to moan out.

“good girl.. now come here.” sunghoon ordered as he picked you up effortlessly, slamming you down on his lap earning a yelp from you. “may i?” he asks for your consent before stripping you to which you consented. “oh fuck doll, you’re gorgeous.” sunghoon admires your soft skin, rolling his fingers over your nipples licking his lips. “feels good hoon~” you whine out bucking your hips into his. “i know pretty girl..” he coos a finger teasing at your wet hole, him waiting for a reaction.

“hoon please.. i want you.” you whimper grinding on his fingers as he smiles in satisfaction. “beg for it then. tell me how much you want me to fuck you dumb.” he grins looking down at you and watching your face contort from the feeling of his long and slender fingers sliding into your core. “i want you to fuck me until i can’t walk anymore.. i need your cum in me hoon. i need it so so bad!” you squeal at the sensation of his fingers going in and out of my sopping cunt. wet, gushing sounds reverberating around the room. “good girl..” he grunts, speeding up his pace.

you feel a familiar knot in your abdomen, panting uncontrollably as you arch your back, “fuck hoon i’m close..!” you whimper, him smirking back at your call as he continues to finger you in the ‘come here’ motion. “cum for me then slut.” he commands as you release on his fingers. the sight was so dirty, your squirt soaking his fingers and your sheets, his mouth sucking your juices off you and you arching your back, your mouth forming an ‘o’ shape.

“fuck,, you’re such a slut huh?” he teases, pulling his digits out of you and shoves them in your mouth. “now suck.” he commands, to which you obey. swirling your tongue around his fingers coating them in your saliva. his cock twitches at the sight, sunghoon wanted to absolute ruin you.

sunghoon sat comfortably on the bed patting his bare thighs, “come here.” he commanded, smirking at you. “what are you waiting for? is it because i’m not heeseung?” he gritted his teeth, the flashback of you giving heeseung a lap dance engraved in his mind wishing it was him you were grinding all up on. “no.. it’s not that” you mutter out quietly, crawling to sunghoon straddling him.

“what is it then? hm?” he caressed your thighs softly, looking at you expectantly. “it’s just.. i’ve been waiting for this since we became friends hoon..” you ground your hips down on his throbbing length, smiling at him softly. His eyes darkened at your words as he tightened his grip on your hips, pushing you down onto his lap roughly, feeling your wet pussy sliding along his engorged cock. "oh is that so? enjoying yourself aren’t you?" he smirked at you once again.

He grabs you by the hair and pulls your face close to his, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, kissing you with a deep passion as his cock twitches against your slick hot cunt. you kiss him back passionately moaning into the kiss. “trust me doll, you’re gonna forget who heeseung even is after i fuck you dumb.” he growls as he grabbed onto your hips pulling you towards himself forcefully slamming his cock deep inside your tiny hole stretching it wide "fuck... yes.... fuck..!" he grunts.

“you’re so fucking big hoon~!” you whine out watching him slowly thrust in and out of you. “i know doll, i know.” he replies cockily while grunts he slams himself against you harder, grabbing your breasts roughly and squeezing them, feeling your nipples get rock hard under his fingers as he continued to slam into you, using you like a toy as he pounded you relentlessly. you moan his name like a mantra, completely fucked out.

“yeah that’s it. moan my name like a whore. you’re all mine understand?” he glared at you waiting for your answer. “yes hoon! i’m all yours!” you pant out, bouncing up and down on his girthy cock, your cunt convulsing around his length. he smirked proudly, thrusting himself deeper inside you until he was buried completely within you. "that's right, doll. cum all over my fucking dick." He whispered huskily, grabbing onto your hips tightly as he began pounding away at you mercilessly, driving you crazy with desire.

“shit hoon i’m cumming!” you scream, feeling yourself come undone. a thick, creamy gloss ring coats the base of his dick, dripping down onto his thighs. “can i cum in you doll?” he asks for permission as you nod your head, “yes yes yes! cum in me sunghoon! i want your load in me so bad!” you beg, your body shaking from the stimulation your yet receiving.

“so fucking good, all wet and creamy all just for me.” he grunts as he finally shoots his milky, thick load inside of you. guiding your hips as he rides out his high. he pulls out of you, you whining at the emptiness. “look. watch my seed drip out of you.” he orders as you watch his gooey cum trickle from your well fucked hole down onto the sheets.

“are you gonna give me aftercare or are you gonna be a dickhead?” you cocked an eyebrow

“only if you be mine forever.” he smirked jokingly, getting towels to clean you off.

“i’ve always been yours.”

[yakultii]

yipee ! just posted some under this tag <33

i will send u my mid essay and u will tell me u love me

[jaeminify]

finders, keepers. (M)

pairing ☆ na jaemin x f!reader

warning(s) ☆ suggestive, jaemin is a little possessive when he's riled up. daddy/sir kink. car sex. reader rides jaemin. breeding kink. finger sucking. slight choking kink. big dick jaemin.

author's note ☆ this is my first ever smut oneshot so i apologise if it isn't up to par or as good as a lot of many very talented writers here!! im quite intimidated to write about 7dream but its been a want to write about them so!!! yay tehe i've been wanting to step out of my comfort zone with writing so i went with it! comments and feedback/reblogs are appreciated <3 some words are a little repetitive and there may be some spelling errors cause i wrote this all in one sitting at 3am and was 2 eager to post it so i apologise in advance for the misspellings :,( will fix it when i reread !! hope you enjoy <3

"Baby you're clinging onto me a lot." Jaemin laughs softly when he feels you hug his arm tighter towards yourself.

Subconsciously you don't realise the way your breasts feel on his arms, but Jaemin's a gentleman. He doesn't say anything because he doesn't mind it, truly. He loves how clingy you are today and how pretty you look in your new outfit. He feels a surge of pride rush through himself knowing he played a part in making you happy.

You, on the other hand, while you were glad Jaemin had gotten a day off to spend his time with you, you were mostly thinking of the time. How long more until you two could drive home to beat the traffic, and more exactly; how long more until Jaemin would drive you both home so you could have him fuck you until you couldn't take it anymore.

"Jaemin," You whined, leaning against his chest now when the two of you enter the elevator.

In one hand Jaemin's holding all of the bags you both bought on your trip to the mall. The other effortlessly slides its way up your hips, to your torso then back down to rest on your hips as he pulls you closer. Had there been anyone else but the two of in that elevator, your public display of affection would be a little nauseating to say the least.

"Yeah, angel?" Jaemin turns his head to the side, pressing the button to the next floor you're heading to. He exhales a sigh of relief when he feels your lips on his neck.

It's a habit you do because you have to tiptoe to reach his lips, but Jaemin loves it.

"God, I love you baby." He breathes out, slipping his hand off your waist to grab your chin, tugging your lips up to his so you're forced to balance your hands onto his chest.

You giggle when he pecks your lips, letting him swallow your laughter while he repeatedly leaves a peck, two and more until the elevator indicates you've reached your floor.

The two of you continue on with your shopping with you dragging Jaemin to a few stores you see while he walks in after you with a lazy grin on his face. An hour passes and when Jaemin notices that your usual content smile isn't on your face anymore, he suggest to get a drink on the way home before you two walk back to his car. You know he does this to make sure you don't dehydrate incase traffic gets bad, and he's done it endlessly of times, but it never failed to make you smile.

It isn't until the two of you are back in his car when Jaemin realises the reason behind your effort in being affectionate.

"Fuck." Jaemin has to pull away from you lips, hands harshly tugging at your hips when you start to grind them against his crotch.

"Needed you so bad today, Jaem." You whined, resting your head on his shoulder while your hips had a mind of their own. "Need you now."

It wasn't like you wanted to cum before having Jaemin please you. But you had been holding on the entire day and you were desperate. So, desperate that Jaemin noticed it the second he pulled you in for a kiss when you got into the car.

"Shit— Fuck, baby I'm so fucking sorry." He murmured, pulling you in even closer than before so you were now pushed up against his chest. He thanks his past self for tinting his windows, but a small part of him wished he didn't.

For personal reasons.

When you start to grind against him even more, lifting up your skirt so he can grab your ass without having any material but your laced underwear under his hands, Jaemin throws all caution to the wind and doesn't care where he is.

Nobody understood his pain of having a beautiful, gorgeous looking girl look so needy in his lap.

Who was he to say no to making you feel good? He definitely wouldn't leave you on your own for this. He wouldn't forgive himself.

"Why didn't you say anything earlier, baby?" Jaemin cooed, leaving one arm to wrap around your middle while the other cupped your chin. He mocks your pout when you look up at him and only places his thumb against your lower lip.

"Poor baby's been suffering the whole day. Can't fucking believe I left you like this without knowing." Jaemin whispers and it's enough to raise goosebumps all over your skin. You don't respond, only looking up at him with your beautiful, gorgeous eyes that Jaemin drowns in. "Wish you could see yourself right now, angel. So fucking pretty."

You whimper at his words, hands coming up to clutch at his shirt, hands gripping tighter as your tongue slips out to lick his thumb. He pushes it deeper into your mouth, letting it rest on your tongue while you start sucking it. Licking the tip of his finger as though it were his cock, and making it known that you were thinking of him while you licked, and sucked, and licked and sucked.

"Thinking about my cock aren't you?" Jaemin smiles, a grin that looked borderline evil as if he had a plan ready in the back of his mind. "Suck more, baby. Take it in, take what I give you... this isn't even half of what you'll get, angel." He says, pushing his thumb in deeper.

"Want me to add another finger, baby?" As though they had a mind of their own, your hands move to grab a hold of his wrists.

When you pull away, it isn't to breathe but to lick at his other fingers. Specifically the ones you knew he loved to finger you with.

Jaemin smirks at this when he realises.

"Good girl."

His free hand kneads your ass, squeezing, slapping and occasionally jiggling when he can't have enough of it.

"That's enough baby," Jaemin pulls his fingers out of your mouth, leaning forward to kiss you deeply as his wet fingers slip down your skirt. His hands reach down to cup your cunt, and when he does you flinch a little.

Jaemin pouts as his thumb plays with your clit.

"Sensitive, huh?" He mocks, carefully gathering your slick as he prods with your sensitive point. You can't help but whimper at the feel of his fingers slowly entering you. "That's it. Gotta get you ready for my cock, sweetheart. You want it, don't you?" He says, condescendingly sweet that it makes you want to curse.

Jaemin's bottom lip juts out, "Don't tell me you changed your mind, honey." He coos once again, a habit he's gotten ever since he first made love to you and noticed how eager you got with dirty talk.

"That's not fair," While he continues to form coherent sentences, his fingers move skilfully inside of you. "You can't just rile me up then change your mind. Been wanting to feel your warmth around me all day, angel. It's not just you, trust me."

His fingers moving in a beckoning direction, making you grind your hips harder against him but Jaemin knows you well, and he knows how to tease you.

You have your arms wrapped around his neck, clinging on to him and you release soft moans near his ears that sound like music. What opera was for musicians, your moans were to his ears. He pulls your hand wear from his neck to place on his clothed cock.

Your eyes snap open when you feel him.

"Yeah?" Jaemin rests his forehead against yours, grinning lazily when he sees you glance down at his cock, knowing how his fingers were making you feel this good, you needed the real deal— soon.

"Look at how hard you make me baby, make me feel so good even when you're just making pretty noises." He lets you unzip his pants, letting out a shaky breath when your hands slip under his boxers. "You're such a good girl, angel. What'd I do to deserve you."

"It's only right to make you feel good, Sir." You whisper into his ears and rather than see, you feel him tense up.

As if you had flicked a switch, Jaemin's fingers slip out of your hole, and back into your mouth.

"Suck."

Your eyes are blown wide open, not expecting the sudden change in Jaemin's demeanour or the way his pupils have darkened as they stare back into your doe eyes.

As if realising how stern he sounds, Jaemin relaxed his tense shoulders but slightly raises his brow.

"Suck, baby. Don't make me repeat it."

Politely, you kitty lick his fingers, tasting your juice as he continue to praise you through your movements.

"That's right... Just like that angel." He praises, leaning forward to press a delicate kiss to your cheek when his hips suddenly raise.

You gasp at the contact and cling back onto him, but Jaemin has his hips raised in the air for a while and when you feel his tug his pants down, you realise what he's doing and raise your lower body off his temporarily to make it easier for him.

Once he's settled back in his seat, your hands instantly cup his balls, leaning forward you place a light feathered kiss onto his lips, smiling when he pulls you in for a much longer, deeper kiss that has you moaning in his mouth.

You move your hand up to the tip of his cock, smearing his precum all over the tip when he hisses.

"Don't tease, princess."

"Why?" You frown, and it takes everything in Jaemin not to turn you around and push you against the steering wheel until he's fucking up into you.

"I won't last, and I want to at least feel you around me." He breathes, saying it in one exhale that makes you feel exhilarated knowing you made him feel this way. "You wanna put it in for me, baby? Wanna be a polite girl and give Daddy what he wants?"

"Daddy needs me?" You smile, eagerly slipping his cock right into you where you need him.

"So much, sweetheart."

You slowly bottom out for him, and notice Jaemin biting his lip, trying to not make a sound with the way his arms lift to grab a hold of the handle above you. You hiss a little when you're completely sat on his lap, leaning into him so you can feel him against you.

You trace your lips up against his ear and lightly peck his earring. Then, you say, "Don't hold back Daddy. I wanna know how good I make you feel."

Jaemin groans and fights the urge to throw his head back against the car seat. Instead, he lowers his seat and holds you tightly against him, having his hips pistol his cock in and out of you as if his life depended on it.

"Dear fucking God, Y/N. I fucking love your pussy so much." He groans, this time he doesn't bother to hold back while you're holding on to him for dear life, moaning prettily for him to hear how good he's fucking into you.

"Feel how hard I am baby? Feel how good you're making Daddy feel? God, I can't believe you went the whole day without telling me how wet you were. You're fucking drenched, princess." He groans when he feels you squeeze around him.

"A-Ah!" You whine, tugging at the roots of his hair as you arch your back when Jaemin hits a spot that makes your knees tremble in its bent position. "Daddy!"

"I know," Jaemin huffs, his pace never faltering the harder he thrusts and deeper he groans. "Daddy's making you feel good, isn't he baby? You like how Daddy's cock fills you up?"

Eagerly you start to nod your head, but that isn't enough for Jaemin. He brings one hand up to your throat, gently caressing it while applying light pressure to the sides.

"Words, angel. Need your words so I know I'm not hurting you."

"Yes!" You shout, making Jaemin smirk as he fucks up into you. The only sounds in the car were your moans, his occasionally grunts and the lovely, oh most beautiful sound of skin slapping against each other. It made Jaemin go crazy knowing a simple noise could make him want to fuck you forever.

"Hear that baby?" Slap. His hand on your ass, "That's us baby. That's our fucking music coming together." He sits up to lick the tears that are falling down your cheeks, then groans in your ear. "Is this what you wanted, sweetheart? My little princess wanted this big cock to ruin her didn't she?"

You nod, unable to form proper sentences.

All Jaemin hears from you are your pretty moans and his favourite word from your lips.

"Harder, Daddy!"

You don't have to say it again for Jaemin to speed up his thrusts. Your boyfriend wasn't a gym buff when you met him, but that was a year ago and now he was insanely toned with the way his arms were now firm, his abs were heaven when you'd lick your way down to his pretty manhood.

And despite how rough he was thrusting into you, Jaemin had the skill of holding you so gently and kissing you so tenderly but firmly that you couldn't help but go limp in his arms.

"Daddy!" You yell, catching Jaemin by surprise. He was so caught up in the way your cunt sucked in his cock that your voice suddenly pulled him out of it.

"Gonna cum...! Jaemin, I'm close," You whine, clawing at his shirt to pull him closer as if he hadn't already been hugging you tight.

Something you did when you were close, was kiss Jaemin. And he had come to love it a lot, especially when you wouldn't want to stop even after you were done.

"Let it all go baby," Jaemin rubs his thumb against your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure and moving in circular motions to help you. "Let me hear your moans angel, let me know. Who's doing this to you?"

"Daddy! Ha.. Jaemin!" You scream out the loudest Jaemin's ever heard you, and pull him into you to land a kiss on his lips, and Jaemin almost bursts on the spot.

It's messy, it's sloppy and there's a lot of tongue, but it's the way you both don't care anymore that Jaemin finds himself weak for. His hands pull you roughly against him, hips colliding with yours as he lets out a few cursed words.

"So fucking close baby, Daddy's gotta cum." Jaemin warns, giving you a sign to tell him where to cum. Otherwise he's sure he won't let go and he won't slip out.

"Inside."

You're clinging harder onto his shirt, pulling his lips dangerously close to yours that you feel his breath on your lips.

As if knowing Jaemin was gonna pull out, you hook your legs around his body to confirm your words.

"Baby no—" Jaemin shuts his eyes, wincing when he knows he can't hold it in any longer. "Princess, tell me where to cum or I'll burst. Please baby, help Daddy."

"Inside Daddy," You repeat, this time whispering into his ear. "That's my one wish, please? I'm on the pill. Got it jsut last week so you could spill your seed inside of me." You lick his lips to rile him up more, knowing from the look on his face alone, he was gonna do it.

"Wanna carry you inside of me wherever I go."

"Fuck— you're dangerous, Y/N."

You smile at this, shaking your head as you grind your hips one more time to help him. Your cunt was sensitive but you could hold out.

"Cum, Daddy."

"Such a good. Fucking. Girl." Jaemin thrusts three more times before finally, he spills inside of you and the both of you relax your bodies against each other.

Jaemin doesn't pull out immediately, and you don't rush to either. You let him stay inside of you until he gets soft. In the meantime, you both catch your breath.

You rest your head on his shoulder, leaving a trail of random kisses on his neck while he caresses the top of your head.

[shanesevikasfuckdoll]

You can be the boss, daddy 🦾

Sevika x Gang leader!reader because I said so 🦾

I'm slightly drunk while writing this, so I apologize in advance if the writing, and everything else is shit. 😆

Warning: Smut, a bit of fighting, reader being a flirt, Sort of bitch reader, Switch!Sevika, Switch!reader, I'm a horrible writer, Not/barely proofread!

🚫Men and Minors DNI🚫

You've been working with Silco for awhile, you're the leader of one of the most feared gangs in Zaun, notorious for bank robbery up top, bribing officers, and smuggling drugs and weapons from all around the world. Silco saw potential in you, so he decided to partner up. You and Silco discuss alot of business together, and only you, and him were allowed in the office. No guards, just you two.

You were often in Silco's office, discussing large transactions, smuggling, shipments, and over all boring business stuff, so you often stay in the last drop for awhile, to ease your mind off everything that needs to be done, but also still searching for more intel about your partner's right hand woman.

You heard about a 'Sevika', although never come across her. It's part of you and Silco's agreement of what is said in the office, stays in the office, only between you two. No guards allowed, to build trust in each other, but you still keep your eye on him.

The bar was loud, and alive, but you still enjoy the atmosphere. Every person has their own story to tell, and you liked that about Zaun.

She captured your interest the moment you set your eyes on her, and you can't help but ask "Who's that tall, dark, and handsome chick right there?" You ask the man behind the bar. "O-oh, that's Sevika!" He answers, reluctantly. "Hmm, interesting. May I know her business here?" You try and ask to see what else was going on. Intrigued by the woman before you. He stutters "I-Im sorry, I can't. I have to get back to work" He saysz his voice shaking. You give him a last good look, before you put on a smile, and say "No worries, kid." Before turning towards the door.

You come back a few times, but you've been planting your guards everywhere to keep an eye on Sevika. But everytime they come back, they tell you she's clean. You need more, though. You need to know about her.

So one faithful night, you decide to follow her, after she wins her games. You left your guards in the bar, though, telling them you can handle yourself.

You're about 20 steps behind her, wearing a coat to hide your identity, when she suddenly stops. She throws a dagger at you, that you immedietly dodge, as she lunges at you. She was about to gut punch you, when you dodge and pin her to the ground.

"Who are you?!" She spits. You chuckle at her, as you reveal your identity. Her eyes wide. "You?! what do you want from me?" You just raise your eyebrows, and smirk at her, before letting her go, and making her stand up. "Nothing. Can't a girl just be interested?" You snicker, leaning closer to her. Her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes still scanning you. "Why were you following me?" She asks, while stepping back. You just look up at her, and tell her the truth. "I was curious about you. You piqued my interest." She just stands there with a frown. Eyebrows furrowing, as she squints.

She shakes her head, and sighs. "For a big time crime lord, you're a shitty stalker, you know that." she spits. You laugh, and make your was closer to her, while maintaining eye contact. "Maybe. Or maybe I intended to be seen." You back her up against the wall, and wink at her. "Why are you following me? You could have just come up to me." She calls you out, still confused. "Yeah, well, I wanted to make sure, you know? There are only very few curious women out there. I didn't want to take a chance on nothing, hm?" You run your fingers across her cheek and down to her jaw. She raises on eyebrow at you again. "Doesn't this look 'curious' enough for you?" She raises one eyebrow at you again, smirking, while looking down at her body. You check her out. "You're quite interesting, Sevika I've had my eye on you from the moment I saw you. I still had to make sure you were clean. Sorry for the surprise, Darling. " You wink at her.

She just scoffs and looks to the side. But oddly enough, she doesn't push you away. You pull back, and she just looks at you while you walk away. You stop. "Meet me behind the bar tomorrow, after my meeting with Silco. I expect you to be there once I'm done." you say, and you continue walking.

She looks at you for awhile, when she feels something in her pocket. A note with your number, and initials on it. She just scoffs and rolls her eyes, as she crumples the paper, putting it back in her pocket.

She couldn't sleep that night. She kept looking at your number, considering calling it. But she doesn't. She just types your number in her phone to save it, but she can't. You're her boss's business partner for fuck sake! How will he react if he found out his right hand woman has a crush on you? Even Silco's afraid of you. And one time, he told everyone to stay out of your business, and never bother you, but you make it so hard. She has to follow her boss's orders, right?

She looks at your number for awhile, and then she puts it on the night stand. She stares at the ceiling, contemplating everything in her life. She can't have feelings for you. From what she's heard, you're a heartless crime lord, who'd take every measure to get what you want. But what DID you want from her?

"Fuck." She says under her breath. Unbuckling her belt, and putting her hand on her now wet cunt. She's thinking about the events from earlier, when you were pinning her down, pushing her against a wall, and winking at her. She rubbed circles around her clit, going faster and faster, as she remembers that dumb grin you had from earlier. Your voice, when you called her 'darling'. How close your face was to her. Fuck, you're gonna be the death of her.

she throws her head back, as she's close to cumming. lettig out a low groan, quietly moaning your name. Her fingers go faster, as she slightly whimpers. Her mouth wide open, her eyes shut, as she imagined you naked, right on top of her. When she came, she let out a gutteral groan. She just made a mess in her pants, and it was all because of you. She took some tissues, and wiped her fingers clean.

She could hardly sleep that night, thinking of seeing you tomorrow. "Ah, fuck it." She turns off her lamp, and tries her best to fall asleep.

When she got to work, she was sweating profusely near Silco all morning. All she can think about was just bending you over at his desk, and fucking you there. She was going insane because of you.

Afternoon rolls around, she just got back from a mission. Immedietly hanging at the bar to grab a drink, when she saw you walking in with you men. She just stared at you, imagining you without your clothes, imagining all the stuff she wanted to do with you. Then she snaps out of it, when she sees you looking back at her, with a smile as you wink at her. 'Fuck, this is gonna be a long afternoon.'

Once you got in Silco's office, she immedietly went to the back of the bar to smoke and wait for you. She knoes it was gonna be atleast an hour long wait, but if she stays anywhere longer, she fears she might actuallu go crazy.

She smokes and tries to keep her cool, but all she can think about is you. She walks around, and smokes her cigarettes for about 30 minutes or so, but it felt like eternity. When she hears the door from the bar open. She's at a small alley behind the bar, she doesn't even turn to look, but she already knows it's you, just from the sound of your boots. You look around for a bit, before you find her. Your eyes have a mixture of surprise, and something else. "Didn't think you'd actually come." You say to her, putting a cigarette between your lips, as you gesture for her lighter. "Took you long enough. How was the meeting?" She says, lighting your cigarette. You take a puff, and blows smoke to the side. "Highly confidential— hey, wanna get outta here?" You suggest, raising an eyebrow, with a playful smile.

When you get to you apartment, It wasn't anything special. It was even crappy, but it was practical, and closer to your office. She was awfully surprised that you don't have a princess castle by now. She stands there at the door, checking your apartment out. You get in, and gesture her to come sit on your couch. "What are you waiting for? Come in." She sits on the couch, still looking around your apartment. You take out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator, along with 2 cigars. "Surprised you didn't get a barbie dream house by now." She teases. You roll your eyes, as you open the beer bottle with your teeth. She just looks at you in awe, thinking 'Holy shit. This girl's something else.' You pass her the bottle, and she takes a sip of it. You sit next to her, lighting your cigar, and open your TV. "There's alot of things you'll find surprising about me then. How was your day?" You ask, before chugging your beer nearly half empty. "Alright. You?" She asks, struggling to light her cigar.

"Same old boring meetings with your same old boring boss. I wanna try something new for a change." You tell her, taking our your own lighter, and lighting it towards her. You both maintain eye contact with each other, the tension growing thicker. You break eye contact to look at your TV screen, as you put your hand on her thigh. You look up at her, and she gives you a nod of consent, and your hands get higher and higher. She blows smoke at your face. "Oh yeah? What else do you wanna try?" She raised an eyebrow at you, while smirking with her cigar between her teeth. She blows smoke to the side. You look in her eyes for a moment, with a glint of lust. You climb on top of her, leaning your face closer to her, as smoke comes out of your mouth. "I'll show you." You put your cigar to the side, and you pull her into a kiss, which quickly turns into a heavy makeout session. She takes your leather jacket off, leaving you with only your wife pleaser on, with no bra. She stares at your chest for a bit, before pulling you back into the kiss. Her hands trailing your body, her fingers find themselves in your breast, playing with your nipples. You moan in the kiss, and you pull her by her hair to deepen the kiss. This surprised her, but she wast going to back down. You unbutton her top, exposing her bra. And she gets up, carrying you with your legs wrapped around her. She takes you to your room, and starts undressing. She unbuckles her belt, and with that, her strap springs out, and your eyes go wide with the size of it. "F-fuck, Sevika." She gives you a smug look, before getting back to the kiss. The kiss being much more hungrier, and needier by the second. Her fingers make their way on your pants, and Sevika quickly pulls it off of you, and throws it somewhere. Your legs spread, Sevika takes a good look at your wet panties, as you bite your lip. "So needy" she teases. She goes down, her face close to your cunt, as she looks up at you. She leaves hickies on your inner thigh, and you can't help but moan, while trying to grind yourself on her face.

She tightly grips your leg, and growls. "Don't be fucking needy. I'm gonna take my time with you." She says with an evil look on her face. "F-fuck, Sevika, please" you whimper and beg like a pathetic whore. "Please what?" She says, as she looks up at you, while her lips get closer and closer to your cunt, but not quite there. "Please, Sev, fuck me." You cry out. She grins, as she takes her finger, and rub circles around your clothed clit. "So fucking needy. Begging me to fuck you like the whore you are?" She teases. You scoff, "Fuck you" And with that, your panties are nowhere to be found. She's positioning her dick near your entrance, and thrusts inside you with no warning whatsoever. She didn't even give you time to adjust. You just cry out in pain, and pleasure, the toy stretching you out. Clearly, Sevika likes the look on your face like that, as she smiles, and goes to kiss, and guve love bites to your neck. She starts thrusting inside you, and you let out a loud moan. She takes her hard and plays with your nipples, as she sucks on the sweet spot on your neck. Tears streaming down your face by the pleasure, your eyes immedietly start rolling in the back of your head. You cry snd moan Sevika's name so loud, that people from another compound could probably hear you. "Y-yes! yes! just like that, f-fuck, Sev, F-Fuck!" She thrusts faster and faster, and you cann already feel the knot in your stomach starting to build up. "That’s right baby, tell everyone who's fucking you right now, fuck" She growls in your ear, you moans getting louder and louder. You throw your head back, and Sevika let's you ride your orgasm on her cock, and you let out a loud wail. "O-oh f-uck!" she doesn't stop pounding you, until your next orgasm. You're a sweaty crying mess by now, Sevika being the cause of it. The pleasure, the slight pain of her huge cock stretching you out. It was perfect, the way she fucks you. You pull her face to kiss you, but you quickly pull back, making an 'O' face, as you start to reach another orgasm. "F-f-fuck, S-evika! f-uck, d-don't stop!" At this point, you can barely even make up words anymore, all you can think about is the pleasure. You didn't care anymore, you were overstimulated, as your orgasm comes around, you grip Sevika's hair tightly, as you firce your tongue in her mouth, and moan in her mouth "mhmmm—fuck!" with tears in your eyes, Sevika returns the kiss, rougher, and now sloppier. Her thrusts slowing down. She pulls back from the kiss, and pulls out, seeing your juices cover her cock. She licks you clean, and then she smirks at you, and pulls you into another kiss, and flipping you two over.

"Suck it." You nod, as she wiles the tears froom your eyes. You gather some strength, slthough still a bit shaky, you go lower, and put her dick on your face. She just looks at the sight of the size of her cock next to your face. She pulls you by your hair to make you get up, and she puts her cock in your mouth. She bobs your head, enjoying the view of you sucking her off, and choking. She let's out low grunts and moans, your eyes beginning to tear up again, as you choke on her dick, and then you pull your head up. She's surprised by this action, and before she can say anything, you put her strap to the side, and start sucking on her clit.

Her moan get louder, her grip on your hair tightening, she's still controlling the pace, as you stick your tongue out, she fucks your face with her pussy. You put a finger in her, which makes her whimper a little, too quiet for anyone else to hear but you. You quicken the pace of your fingers inside of her, and she's grinding on your face, and bobbing your head. Your face soaked in her juices, and your saliva, she was basically drowning you in her pussy. You go faster and faster, and then she throws her head back, her grinding getting rougher, she lets out a gutteral moan, "A-ah fuck!" as she cums into your mouth.

She pulls your hear, and makes you get up to her face, and pulls you into a deep kiss. You both make out for awhile, while you play with her sensitive nipples. You both moan in the kiss, all needy, and hungry.

When you finally have enough, your body falls ontop of her, and her arm is placed on your back, holding you in place. You both catch your breath for awhile. And you smirk up at her. She looks at you, slightly confused, and then you give her a firm peck on the lips. She chuckles, and holds you in place. You both look at each other for awhile, and then, you snuggle up to her neck. "You're mine now, you know that?" You tell her, not asking, or leaving any room for argument. She snickers at you. "Whatever you say, boss~" She teases and smiles, as she combs your hair with her fingers. "Fuck, what's Silco gonna say?" She asked, a bit worried. You just laugh "Yeah, I kind of told him I had a teeny crush on his right hand woman." You admit. Her eyes go wide for a bit, surprised. "What did he say?" She asked. "He just nodded, and said go for it. And now you're in my fortress, and there's nothing you can do about it." You say, teasingly, as you stick your tongue out at her. She immedietly sucks your tongue, and you both laugh together, as you drift to sleep.

Who knew the two scariest women in Zaun would fall inlove with each other. Sevika often helps you with business now, and you help her. Silco's been a surprisingly good wingman too. He promised to sponsor your wedding, once you and Sevika were ready to settle down as a token of gratitude for your loyalty, and partnership with him, he said it was "The least I can do."

And you both lived happily ever after.

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Yeah, I started this last night a little buzzed, I bullshitted my way into writing this whole thing. Hope you like it, though 😉

[n1ght0f-nyx]

Hihi!

I just read your rules, so I hope this request follows them:

Could I request an leviathan!merman x fem reader? I'm not super picky about the details of his appearance, so you can have fun with that.

I'm thinking, maybe, reader is prisoner on a pirate ship and leviathan!merman attacks and sinks the ship because it constantly disturbs the water of his territory. He finds reader, realizes he almost killed an innocent captive, and shenanigans ensue from there. He takes her home with him to take care of her while she recovers from the imprisionment/his attack since it's too far to safely take her back to shore, much less a shore she knows. His underwater cave has an airpocket/above-sea level entrance as well as the main entrance; how lucky and convenient, amirite?😅

Maybe he's slightly awkward and it makes him seem detached and scary...

I'm hoping for fluffy with a smidgen of spice or smut at the end?

Thank you in advance if you decide to write this!🫶

holy shit this was insane i love you

merman x fem! reader fluff and smut

warnings/tags- short smut peice at the end, fem reader, monster x human, mentions of imprisonment, i gave him a name at the end

word count- 3727 words (im tired)

The salt-laden air was suffocating. The relentless waves rocked the creaking pirate ship as it cut through the waters, a prison you couldn't escape. Days had passed since your capture, and you were bruised, sore, and tired from the confinement. The crew barely acknowledged your existence beyond the scraps of food they tossed your way. They were focused on something else, something beyond the horizon that kept them nervous and on edge.

One of the older pirates muttered about a sea demon—a creature that hunted ships around these waters. You thought it was nothing more than sailors’ superstition, but as the air turned heavy and the sea became unnaturally still, an eerie sensation crawled down your spine. The crew became frantic. Eyes darted toward the water, watching for something. You couldn’t tell what.

It happened fast. The once-still water erupted into chaos, and the ship shuddered violently as if something enormous had collided with it. Men screamed weapons were drawn, but none of it mattered. The sea itself had risen against them. Waves higher than any you'd ever seen crashed down, tearing the ship apart. You were thrown across the deck, striking the mast hard, the air rushing out of your lungs as darkness claimed you.

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When you awoke, the world felt different. The coldness of the water had soaked through every part of you, the sensation both numbing and alarming. You blinked, trying to focus on your surroundings, but nothing made sense. The sea still roared, but you weren’t drowning.

You were… floating? Treading?

Something—or someone—had you in its grasp. Panic surged through you, and you tried to twist away, only for the grip around you to tighten, keeping you still. Then you felt it—scales. The slick, cool texture brushed against your skin as a powerful tail swam you through the water with ease. You struggled, coughing up saltwater, your limbs heavy and useless.

A voice, deep and foreign, hummed in the water. “Don’t… fight.” The words were broken but clearer than you expected. You tried to crane your neck, to see what held you, but before you could make sense of the situation, you were lifted above the water.

The night sky greeted you once more, stars shimmering against the black ocean. But it wasn’t the stars that took your breath away. As your vision focused, you were pulled into the shallow confines of a cavern. Rock formations loomed above, sharp and jagged, and the faint glow of bioluminescent algae clung to the cave walls, casting an ethereal light across the scene.

Then you saw him.

The creature holding you was enormous. His upper body was humanoid but covered in dewy scales, glistening under the faint light. His skin was a mix, inky gunmetal grey and Cerulean blue, blending with the shadows and the sea. The  scales grew rougher around his neck and joints, trailing down to the massive tail that curved behind him. His eyes, glowing with an eerie gold hue, met yours, unblinking and intense.

A sea-creature.

The pirate tales weren’t lies.

He moved carefully, setting you down on a small ledge that jutted out of the water inside the cave. You coughed again, your body shaking as the cold air hit your wet skin. For a moment, the creature just stared at you, his eyes scanning over your form with something you couldn’t place. Was it curiosity? Guilt? You weren’t sure, but it wasn’t the mindless aggression you'd expected from the stories.

"Pretty… girl," he whispered, the words hesitant as his voice echoed in the cavern.

Your heart pounded in your chest, fear mixing with confusion. Why had he saved you? Had he been the one to destroy the ship? The silence between you stretched on, uncomfortable and thick. You opened your mouth to speak but hesitated, unsure if you wanted to know the answer to your questions.

He shifted awkwardly, his long tail curling into itself as if he wasn’t sure what to do next. The leviathan’s hands, large and clawed, flexed as he tried to mimic human gestures. He brought one to his chest as if trying to calm you. His voice was gruff and halting. “Hurt..?”

You swallowed, trying to find your voice. "I... I was a prisoner."

The leviathan frowned, his expression twisting as if he was processing your words. He pointed to himself. "I… destroy..Save you." he spoke blankly

Your mind reeled. He had attacked the ship. He had killed everyone on board—pirates, yes, but also human beings. And yet here he was, trying to help you. There was no malice in his expression, only an awkward uncertainty, like he wasn't used to interacting with anyone, let alone a human.

“I…” You stammered, feeling small under his gaze. “Why?”

His head tilted, brow furrowing. He seemed to struggle with the question, trying to find the words. "Innocent," he finally murmured. "No kill… innocent."

You wanted to believe him. But trust didn’t come easily when you’d just been ripped from one terrifying situation and thrown into another. “You killed them all,” you whispered, your voice shaking.

The leviathan’s eyes darkened, his tail thrashing slightly in the water, sending ripples across the surface. “They… disturbed…” His hand clenched into a fist before he loosened it again, trying to maintain his composure. “This… my home. They hurt… water. Hurt… sea.”

You blinked, processing his words. He was a protector of these waters, not a mindless monster. He had been defending his territory. The pirates had angered him and threatened his home. And in his attempt to drive them away, he had nearly taken you with them.

“I didn’t mean to be there,” you said, your voice softer now. “They captured me.”

He nodded slowly, his golden eyes never leaving yours. There was a strange kind of innocence to him despite his monstrous appearance, like he was trying to understand, trying to make sense of the situation as much as you were. “I… care for you. You are safe… here.”

You looked around the cave, the glow from the algae creating an otherworldly atmosphere. The air pocket allowed you to breathe, and while the water was cold, the rock beneath you was dry. For now, you were safe.

But how long would you be here? How far from the land were you? Your thoughts spiralled, and before you could stop yourself, tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. You were stranded in an underwater cave with a creature who had just destroyed an entire ship, and you had no idea what would happen next.

Seeing your distress, the leviathan made a low sound, a soft chirping noise that seemed almost out of place for something his size. He inched closer, his movements slow and deliberate as if trying not to scare you. “Safe… now,” he repeated, his voice almost a whisper.

Your body trembled, a mix of cold and exhaustion taking over, and you felt yourself teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. You were too weak to respond, and as your vision blurred, you caught a final glimpse of the leviathan’s concerned gaze.

“Rest,” he murmured, his deep voice the last thing you heard before the darkness took you once more.

---

You weren’t sure how much time had passed when you awoke again. The cave was still, the water lapping gently at the edges of the rocks. Your body ached, but the sharp pains from earlier had dulled to a manageable throb. As you stirred, you noticed the leviathan watching you from the water, his upper body resting on the edge of the ledge.

“You… awake,” he said, a hint of relief in his tone.

You pushed yourself up slowly, wincing as your muscles protested. “Yeah,” you muttered, rubbing your forehead. “I’m awake.”

The leviathan studied you for a moment before shifting his weight and submerging partway into the water again. “No go… back to land,” he said, his voice low but clearer than before. “Too far. Too… dangerous.”

You frowned. “Then what do I do? Just… stay here?”

He looked almost embarrassed, his golden eyes darting away from yours. “For now. I… help. You stay safe.”

It wasn’t an ideal solution, but what choice did you have? You were miles from land, and even if you could swim back, there was no guarantee you’d survive the journey.

As the days passed, the initial fear that had consumed you began to ebb away, replaced by something you couldn���t quite define. The leviathan, whom you had come to think of simply as "him," seemed to be doing everything in his power to make you feel safe. Every day, he brought you food from the sea—fish, clams, seaweed—arranging it in neat little piles on the dry ledge of the cave where you rested. It wasn’t long before you stopped seeing him as a monster. He had saved you, after all. And there was a gentleness in his awkwardness, an effort to communicate that made you feel like you weren’t just some stranded victim in a strange land. 

He never wandered too far, always returning with something new—a small collection of smooth stones, intricately shaped shells, and occasionally, bones that had been bleached by the ocean. He would lay them down carefully in front of you, watching for your reaction with bright, expectant eyes. At first, you didn’t think much of it. He was probably just offering you things he thought might interest a human, but you noticed that he always seemed delighted when you picked them up, inspecting each one closely. 

You had begun making a habit of it—admiring the shells, thanking him for the smooth, polished stones. His face would light up in a way you’d never seen before, his golden eyes flashing with that strange, bioluminescent glow that was becoming more familiar to you. 

And it wasn’t just his gifts. His body language had started to shift in subtle ways. When he emerged from the water, the faint freckles along his face and shoulders glowed softly, but when you spoke to him or even smiled in his direction, they would brighten, casting more light into the dim cave. At first, you assumed it was a natural response to his emotions—perhaps a way for his kind to communicate. But then came the sounds. He chirped. He hummed. He made these low, rumbling noises deep in his chest that reverberated through the cave walls. 

It was strange—almost endearing. 

One day, after he had brought you a particularly beautiful shell—spiralled and iridescent—you smiled at him, running your fingers over its smooth surface. “It’s beautiful,” you said softly. “Thank you.”

The leviathan’s face lit up, his freckles flaring into an almost blinding brightness as he chirped happily. You chuckled, placing the shell in the small pile of treasures you had started keeping at your side. 

“Do you have a name?” you asked him, curious if he could understand more complex language. “I mean… what should I call you?”

He blinked, his head tilting slightly. “Name…?” His voice was still halting, but he was getting better, and more confident with his words. “No… name.”

“Hmm.” You bit your lip, thinking. “Maybe I’ll give you one, then.”

His eyes widened slightly, glowing with interest.

You tapped a finger against your chin, trying to come up with something that suited him. Something powerful, but also kind. “How about... Kai? It means sea in a few languages.”

“Kai…” he repeated as if testing the word. Then, his face broke into a small smile, the glowing freckles on his cheeks pulsing rhythmically. “Kai… like.”

You couldn’t help but smile back. “Good. Kai it is.”

The days continued like this, with him bringing you more gifts and making those strange chirping noises whenever you accepted them. Sometimes he would linger nearby, watching you with a strange intensity that should have been unnerving but wasn’t. It was almost… sweet. 

One evening, after he had brought you a particularly smooth stone—a dark, deep blue colour—you held it up to the faint light. “You have quite the eye for pretty things,” you said teasingly, glancing at him. His golden eyes glinted, and he made that low, rumbling hum again, the sound resonating in your chest.

You didn’t know when it started to happen, but somewhere along the way, you had stopped seeing him as just a creature of the deep. There was a tenderness in him, a genuine care for your well-being that warmed you in ways you hadn’t expected. He wasn’t just keeping you alive. He was trying to make you happy. And it was working. 

You caught yourself watching him more often—how his muscles shifted beneath his dark, glistening skin, how his tail curled and flicked in the water when he was excited, how his glowing freckles pulsed in response to your laughter. And when he brought you something new, when he chirped at you or hummed softly, it made your heart race in a way that had nothing to do with fear. 

---

Kai didn’t fully understand it at first, but something had changed between the two of you. He could feel it. Every time you smiled at him or touched the gifts he brought you, something warm and bright filled his chest. It was more than happiness. It was... connection.

He had been practising the small rituals of his kind for days now, bringing you things he knew you would like—rocks, shells, even bones from deep within the sea. He had hoped you would understand what he was doing, even if it wasn’t something humans were used to. And when you accepted his gifts, when you smiled at him and thanked him, he felt like he was glowing from within. You were accepting him.

The colours in his bioluminescent freckles had grown brighter each day, especially when you were near. He could feel his body reacting to you—flashing brighter, chirping louder, humming more frequently. He had started making these sounds almost unconsciously, his excitement and affection bubbling up every time he was near you.

And then there was the moment when you said his name. Kai. A human name, but it fits. You had given him something special, something to define himself beyond just a creature of the deep. He had felt it then—an overwhelming urge to be closer to you, to protect you, to make you his.

---

You hadn’t realised it until later, but you had unknowingly been accepting his courting rituals. The smooth rocks, the shells, the soft chirping sounds—all of it had been Kai’s way of showing affection, of trying to bond with you. And you had accepted it with open arms, without even realising the significance of what you were doing.

One night, as you sat by the water’s edge, Kai was closer than usual, his large body half-submerged in the water. His golden eyes were fixed on you, his freckles glowing softly. You noticed how close he was, and how his massive form took up most of the space in the cave. But instead of feeling intimidated, you felt… comforted.

He chirped softly, his tail flicking in the water. "You… like?” he asked, his English much clearer now.

You glanced down at the latest gift he had given you—a perfectly polished piece of coral—and smiled. “I do. Thank you, Kai.”

His glowing freckles flared again, and the rumbling sound in his chest grew louder, more persistent. He was... happy. You could feel it radiating from him.

Without thinking, you reached out, your fingers brushing against his arm where the scales were smoothest. His body tensed momentarily, his eyes widening as he looked at where your hand rested. But then, he relaxed, a soft, pleased chirp escaping him.

You weren’t sure when it happened, but you stopped seeing him as just a sea creature somewhere along the way. It was Kai. He was awkward and endearing, and despite your vast differences, he made you feel safe. 

And as you looked into his glowing eyes, your heart beat faster in your chest. You had grown fond of him—maybe even more than fond. 

Kai’s tail flicked in the water, and he shifted closer, his face just inches from yours. His freckles glowed brighter, casting the cave in a warm, ethereal light. “Pretty… girl,” he murmured, the words filled with a strange kind of awe.

You smiled, your hand still resting against his arm. "And you're not so bad yourself."

For a moment, the two of you just sat there, the sound of the ocean filling the space between you. But something had changed. There was a new understanding, a new bond. You weren’t just surviving together. You were connected.

And from the way Kai’s eyes shone, you could tell he felt it too.

As the soft light from Kai’s freckles pulsed gently around you, you felt his large form shift beside you. Before you could react, he lowered his head, nuzzling it under your chin with surprising tenderness. His skin was cool and smooth, and the sensation sent a shiver down your spine, though not from fear. You hesitated, then let your hand drift to the back of his head, fingers tangling in the strange but silky strands of his dark hair.

A low, content hum rumbled from him, vibrating against your chest. He was close—closer than he’d ever been before. The warmth of his presence, the gentle weight of his nuzzle, made your heart race, and yet... it felt right. 

“Have… pups,” Kai murmured, his voice halting but filled with sincerity. You froze, your breath catching in your throat as his words slowly registered. “My… pups.”

It was then that everything clicked into place. The gifts, the soft chirping, the glowing freckles, his constant presence. This wasn’t just him being kind. This was more. **He loved you.**

Your heart pounded in your chest as you pulled back slightly, looking down at him in stunned realization. His eyes, glowing softly, blinked up at you with that same innocence and intensity. He wasn’t just a protector—he saw you as his mate. 

And somewhere deep inside, you realized that you didn’t mind the thought.

You stared down at Kai, your fingers still resting gently on his head as he gazed up at you, unaware of the weight of his words. His eyes were wide and expectant, as if waiting for your reaction. The warmth that had been building in your chest bloomed fully, but it was accompanied by a nervous flutter in your stomach.

"Pups," you whispered softly, your voice barely audible. The idea, once foreign and unthinkable, now seemed… less strange. It wasn’t just the word—it was the meaning behind it. The way Kai had said it, with such sincerity and hope, like he couldn’t imagine anything more important. The realization that this ancient, powerful being cared for you in ways you hadn’t even understood until now.

Kai’s tail flicked in the water, splashing lightly as he nuzzled you again, this time more insistently. “Yes… pups,” he repeated softly, the low rumble of his voice vibrating through you. He shifted even closer, his large frame curling around yours protectively. “You… mine.”

Your breath hitched at his declaration. The weight of what he was saying—what he felt—was starting to sink in. Kai wasn’t just offering you protection or companionship. He wanted more. He wanted to build a life with you, in whatever form that took. To him, it seemed so simple. But to you, the complexity of the situation was dizzying.

Could you feel the same way about him? Could you be with someone so vastly different, someone from a world so far removed from your own?

But as you looked into his eyes, glowing softly with that bioluminescent warmth, you realized that you already had. The time spent together in the cave, the strange courtship rituals, the quiet moments of connection—they had already won you over. You had grown attached to him, maybe even fallen in love without realizing it. And now, faced with his earnest desire, it was impossible to ignore.

“Kai,” you murmured, brushing your thumb gently over the side of his face. “You really mean that, don’t you?”

His head tilted, eyes blinking as though he didn’t quite understand why you would question it. “Mean… yes. You mine. We… together. Have… pups.”

You think for a few seconds “how…how would we..?”

His hand pushes against your thigh, twitching hard, which has your eyebrows pulling tight. You go pale when you look down. What you assumed to be his hand was something else completely, moving around against your thigh with a sticky sheen being rubbed on the skin of you hip like he’s grinding his double dicks against you. His tail is heavy enough to keep you in place under him, and his crawled hand is slid along your side while he purrs pathetically, looking up at you with sweet begging eyes “Oh, fuck,” you mouth, “oh fuck.” Trying to slip out from under him makes him let out a soft growl, mouth corners lifting to show his canines.

“I-i dont think i can take them..both” you gulp.

He doesn't seem to notice, all he desires is your affection, Kai brings his fingers up interlacing around your chin. Under the night sky, his body lights up, the shimmering blue lights on his skin and tail accentuating your own vulnerability. He offers you a smile, his deep brown eyes sparkling with longing in the soft glow of the moon. Your lips meet. You trace your fingers along his chest and stomach. A glimpse of his form emerges from his opening, and you can't help but smile as you circle his protruding tip. He sighs your name into your mouth, the sensation akin to the gentle ebb and flow of the sea against the rocks. Gradually, he slips his entire cock into your hands grasp, and you caress his length with gentle strokes. He recoils slightly, his head resting back, his scales reflecting the moon's light. Firmly holding you, he rolls you onto your stomach. You grin up at him, extending your hand to gently sweep away a few droplets from his face. He returns the smile. Leaning back, you spread your legs and clasp onto his hips, taking a deep breath as he positions himself for an intimate moment. Your moans fill the night as he fucks you with a rhythm reminiscent of the ocean's waves.

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Hello love! I just looove those alphabet headcanons you wrote! Like I truly do! And idk if you accept requests but, I'd like it if you'd do one for Ran Haitani.. like I love that mf do much, I wouldn't mind it if I'd read these types of headcanons about him.. either way, I love your work and thnx in advance!

Take good care of yourself, and most importantly have a wonderful day/night! 🩷🩷🩷

AHHH HI LOVE thx for requesting (you’re so nice help-)

Im glad you like what im writing and ofc im gonna give our braid boy some hcs (even if he sadly doesn’t have braids anymore 😔)

Anyways here it comes and hope you’ll like it!! (Also timeskip! Ran)

Btw I feel like I have a different vision of the character than what most people imagine, so sorry if it’s not what you expected

I will not take anymore full NSFW alphabet request because it’s just too long, but I will accept a maximum of 5 letters of your choice :)

NSFW under the cut

Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He’s surprisingly clingy after sex, he would probably bury his face in your neck and just hold your for a few moments. He’s quite lazy but if you’re really drained he’ll go get some things you may need like a glass of water or something to clean yourself with.

Body part : (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think he’s another one who loves his hands because MF have you seen those long ass fingers? Bet he can do some marvelous things with it.

Boobs. Thats all. Any shape or size he’s eating that up (literally) bc he worships your boobs so much, especially if you’re insecure about them he’ll just keep talking about your pretty tits.

Cum (anything to do with cum)

Boobs (still) but I can also see him like to cum down your throat to see you choke a bit on it (he’s a little shit, will watch you struggle with that shit eating grin)

Dirty secret

Sometimes during sex you may be confronted to him tickling you. He’ll downplay it as an accident or a playful banter. But in reality, he does it because everytime, it makes you clench even more around his cock.

Experience (How experienced are they?)

I don’t think Ran is really into serious relationships (especially Bonten Ran since he’s always busy). However, he had a few casual relationships and regular hook ups.

Favorite position

- Cow girl : He’s lazy, so sometimes when he’s tired from work (which is often), he’ll pull you onto his lap, pressing his growing bulge against your crotch. Loves when you’re riding him because he has a full view of your boobs, he likes to feel them bouncing on his face

- Thigh riding : Idk if it really counts as a position, but something about seeing you grinding on his thigh, desperate for release turns him on immensely. He’d lay back and just watch you struggling from his lack of help. The most he’d do to help you is a slight bouncing of his thigh, still keeping it minimal.

Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or humorous?)

He’ll most likely not be serious during intimacy. He doesn’t think it’s a big deal and he just loves teasing you, in and out of the bedroom.

Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

As someone who (canonically I think) likes to take care of his looks, trimming is very important to him. He either trims regularly or completely shave.

Unfortunately he doesn’t have lilac pubes.

Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

I see Ran as a very romantic person (despite his relentless teasing)

I think he’d always take the time to initiate things by holding you and peppering your skin with kisses. I just think that foreplay is important to him.

Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Doesn’t do it often. I don’t see him as someone particularly needy on this side, even so now that he has you. He only does it when he has to blow off some steam and you’re not here.

Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- Dry humping : As I said earlier, he can be lazy. So sometimes he won’t even take the time to undress and will just grind against you. It often ends up in you two cuddling in bed while he rubs his clothed crotch against yours, holding you tightly.

- Cockwarming : He loves the warm feeling of your walls around him, sometimes not even in a sexual way. When he had a bad day for exemple he’ll sometimes ask to just be buried inside of you, tiredly kissing your neck.

Location (Favorite places to do it)

I think he’s someone who mostly keep this in his apartment. Any corner is fine as long as no one sees. Sometimes he’ll even initiate things in his office, occurs when he’s needy but can’t get out of work, so he’ll just ask you if you can come visit him.

Motivation (what gets them started and going)

Loves seeing you confident. Something about your playful smile when you initiate things and climb on his lap will give him an immediate boner that only you can satisfy.

Lives for the sight of your boobs bouncing on his face. He actually doesn’t really like positions where he can’t see them properly. Will squish them together and suck on them pretty tits <3

NO (something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

Threesomes and voyeurism are a major turn off. He doesn’t like sharing you one bit, not matter with who (sorry to those Haitani threesome enjoyers, I just don’t see it)

The sight of your naked body is something that only him should be allowed to enjoy.

Oral (Giving/receiving preferences, skills..)

Even though he likes the feeling of your warm pussy better, he’ll never say no to a blow job. Might even ask you to cockwarm him with your mouth under his desk while he works.

He might not eat you out often but when he does, it’s damn good. He’s still a little shit so he won’t let you cum from that, he will edge you until you beg for his cock to finish the work, which he gladly does.

Pace (are they more fast and rough or slow and sensual)

SLOW. AND. SENSUAL. Listen he might be a lil shit but boy he thinks there’s nothing better than a slow pace to fully enjoy you, sometimes so slow that you have to beg him to go faster (might have a slight begging kink also)

Quickie (Do they enjoy it quick?)

He does not enjoy them particularly. He’s big on foreplay and likes to go slow, so quickies are reserved for needy emergencies. When it happens he’ll promise you to fuck you well later, when you’re all alone :)

Risk (are they up to experiment, do they take risks etc…)

I don’t think he’d like too much to get out of his comfort zone but if there’s something you really want to try he’ll indulge you. Who knows, maybe he’ll discover things about himself.

Stamina (How many rounds can they go)

Despite being lazy, I think he has a pretty good stamina. He can probably go up to 2/3 rounds depends of the position, maybe more in dry humping.

Toy (Do they own toys? Using them on a partner or themselves?)

I actually think he would. I feel like he would be big on nipple clamps (this man loves playing with your tits)

Probably the type of guy to gift you a dildo in the shape of his dick for when he’s not there.

Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

Do I really have to say it? Of course he’s a fucking tease. He will edge you for so long then overstimulate you until you can’t take it. He can be a bit of a meanie sometimes but it will remain playful.

Volume (How loud are they?)

Wouldn’t bother to hide his moans, low moans and whispered curses probably. His moans are so damn attractive I swear, straight out of a porn movie, especially when you ride him.

Wild card (random headcanon)

After a long day of work he asked you to cockwarm him. You sat on his lap as he buried his face in your neck. I took you ten minutes to realize he fell asleep while being inside of you.

X ray (Let’s see what going on under those clothes…)

I think he would rather be on the thin side, but long. Like 7,5/8 inches long. Probably with a slight curves and a brownish-pink tip.

Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

I don’t think he has a high libido to be honest. But when you’re needy and he’s not he’ll just have you ride his thigh. Hell, it might even convince him to just fuck you.

ZZZ (How fast do they fall asleep afterwards)

He’s a sleepy baby. Not but really, after getting you what you needed, he’ll fall asleep instantly. Even though he has a high stamina it still takes him a lot of energy.

[lueurjun]

shy soobin as your boyfriend

shy bf! soobin x reader — loving soobin hours rn majorly<3 in which soobin is completely and utterly enchanted and captivated by you, enamored with all that you are.

oh you lucky lucky gorgeous specimen

he is fr the perfect man but ur just as perfect so you know what? MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

the way you met is pretty standard

you worked at the barista he liked to visit frequently

he visited the coffee shop twice a day just to see you

and you had no idea that he thought u were a lil cutie patootie so you were a little concerned by his caffeine intake

he would stay and have like 3 cups each visit just so he could see you for as long as possible

most of the time he would be trying to work up the courage to say something other than his order but he couldn’t get the confidence

and despite you being concerned for his health, you lowkey HIGHKEY got excited everytime he came in because he was just so???

perfect

like you’re sure you heard wedding bells the first time you saw him

it’s okay babe so did the rest of us

we’re all a little delulu for soobin

anyways one day you’ve had enough

running off like two hours of sleep, the delirium kicks in and you have a massive burst of confidence

so you write your phone number on the cup for his final order which is to go

and soobin doesn’t notice until he gets home and taehyun spots the number on the side

“who in their right mind decided to give you their phone number? are they okay? why would they want you?”

soobin’s kinda like ??

because first of all RUDE of taehyun to attack him like that unprovoked

and second of all WHY IS THERE A PHONE NUMBER ON HIS CUP

from what he saw, you were the only one on shift making his drinks so??

it had to be from you

omg. the poor boy nearly goes into cardiac arrest

because wtf does he do now? he can’t just text you

what if it’s an accident?

there’s no way he can embarrass himself like that

so he decides to leave it despite the agonising ache to do anything but that

once he’s out of the room taehyun’s little shit mode is activated

soobin may not have the confidence to text you

but he sure does

‘hi. is this the girl from the coffee shop?”

honestly your heart shits itself

because you totally were not expecting him to text you back

‘yeah. sorry if this is weird and unprofessional. you can totally get me fired- i mean-i’d like prefer you to not but you totally can… i’m not a creep though… i promise’

you totally nailed that babes

definitely didn’t come across as a creep

already taehyun ships it and decides he has to play matchmaker because he already knows you’re perfect for soobin

so he sets the two of you up on a date

soobin damn near cries when he finds out an hour in advance

“a date? what? i don’t know how to do that”

poor boy is STRESSED

but much to his surprise, he doesn’t totally mess things up

the date actually goes smoothly and he leaves you with a kiss on the cheek after setting up a second date

you both squeal when you part ways

you’re both so cute pls get married

lemme be your maid of honour

ONTO THE RELATIONSHIP BC THIS IS ALREADY LONG IM VERY SORRY

boyfriend soobin is straight out of a book istg

he’s so awkward but in the best way??

like he’s not afraid to show you affection and tackle you with love

but the second you do something as simple as kiss his cheek

BLUSHING STUTTERING MESS

you have him wrapped around your pinky finger

honestly you could probably tell him to jump into a river and he most likely would without any questions

follows behind you like a lost puppy despite towering over everything

holding onto the tips of your fingers letting you drag him along

fancy dinners happen but the two of you are more order in and play mario kart

he’d probably let you win the first few times but the second you gloat about it

nah he’s playing like there’s 100k on the line

BACK HUGS BACK HUGS BACK HUGS

BACK MF HUGS

he loves snuggling into your neck and inhaling your scent. it calms him down for sure

you do this thing where you gently slide your hands up the back of his shirt

AND HE GIGGLES EVERYTIME

silently sharing his food and drink with you

he just holds the straw or food to your mouth without saying anything

whenever he buys you flowers, he takes one out and keeps it for himself so he knows when it’s time to replace them

you also love buying him flowers

he gently didn’t know what to do with himself the first time you did it

“these are for me? no way- you didn’t-babyyy”

can you hear my cries?

sliding down the wall rn

his instagram is pretty much a y/n fan page

like genuinely his feed is just you

visits you during work and spends half of the time flirting with you and the other half stuttering over his sentences because you threw a compliment at him

also your concerns for his health lessened once you realized he only drank that much caffeine just because he wanted to see you

if anyone tries to flirt with him, he’ll incorporate you into the conversation

the other person will just be stood there whilst he rants about all of the things he loves about you

it’s a reflex. he just loves you sm

taehyun can’t tell whether he’s happy for you both or genuinely disgusted

“the happiness i caused for you both makes me severely sickened.”

cue beomgyu popping up like “ALSO WRITING YOUR NUMBER ON HIS COFFEE ORDER? REALLY Y/N? THATS SO LAME”

they’re super happy for you both tho they just won’t admit it

you and soobin are in your own little love bubble

two hopelessly in love puppies who are destined to be together

absolutely adorable.

[metis-iphigenia]

DAMIAN WAYNE SCHOOL HEADCANONS because school opened like 2-3 weeks ago and i need to cope

•since he is 15 years old, he is in 10th grade(not letting dc pull a tim drake and make him the same age forever)

•he used to love chemistry in the 9th grade because the first subject was alchemy if i remember correctly(dc can pry the "al ghuls are alchemists" hc(canon) from my cold dead hands)

but he lost interest in chemistry quickly after the subject passed.

•his all time favourite classes are math and art. im just sure damian's type of person that doesnt separate math and art from eachother

•why art is his favourite is a given but his favourite is math because math is a class based on problem solving(and also because he can do math easily)

but yeah ik his classmates are very very annoyed whenever he says "math is easy"

•I imagine him arguing with his english teacher the most for some reason. there is no reason other than damian is a very educated kid about the english literature(literature in general) so either he doesnt care or he correct his teacher on literally everything.

•i feel like he would either do a very detail research about the book he read and write a very long essay, or make a very short one and not enough detailed. no in between(because he misunderstood his teachers when they said to "keep it short")

•he begged his father to let him take an exam that lets him skil grades based on his level but his father refused so now he takes advanced math etc.

•him and duke see eachother in the morning regularly(insomniac duke, and damian who wakes up at 5.30 is real) and they sit down to talk about random shit till 7 am mostly(duke explained him the fnaf lore and damian talked about creepypastas real)

•he texts with maps both on their way to their separate schools and make plans to meetup after school to just hang out

•damian usually reads or draws in most of the classes since he already knows everything they are teaching but when asked a question, he does yap a lot(dc should bring back yapper damian ngl)

•bathroom breakdowns were very real for 9th grade damian(literally canon event for everyone with social anxiety or people who get overstimulated at school)

•still bullied just doesnt care about it and insults them/messes with them back to get back at the bullies(it stops after him also messing with them)

•he loves playing football and volleyball but not with his teammates(ik hes #3 frat boy hater i just feel it) so he only gets along with 2 of his teammates. i imagine their personality as scott and stiles from teen wolf so yeah

•has one(1) friend and two(2) teammates he doesnt hate in total(girlfailure and girlsuccess damian youre real to me🙌😼)

also he got multiple friends outside of school anyways lmao bro is anything BUT anti-social(to me hes also the type to join his schools projects etc or debate teams)

•he always calls his mother when he makes it to school and whenever hes leaving it because talia worries and he wants ease her worries(ultimate mother daughter duo)

•after school he has a yap session with nika and they talk about everything that happened to them that day(yapper4yapper gravebird my beloved)

•him and stephanie rant about school daily and talk about how much they hate it(but they both wont drop out since steph wants that med school degree and damian also wants it in the future(med student sisterisms real))

•jon may be going to a journalism school(i think??) but hes still a science nerd so their study sessions always turns into an argument about an equation or a science problem

>>> so i think thats it!! please tell me your headcanons too and help me cope with school also because i love reading about hcs(esp thosr about damian) <<<<

[jyoongim]

I apologize in advance for how annoying i might be with this game you’re doing on here 🧍‍♀️

but anyways here we goooo

(if my irl moot sees this please look away LMAO)

Oooo i got purple and prompt 4‼️‼️

Ima need Alastor x reader on this one SUE ME I LOVE THAT MAN OKAY?🗣️🗣️🗣️

# 45 ( the last one specifically OMGGG??!)

# 21 (i’m a sucker for praise ✊😔)

# 22 (consent is SEXYYYY UGHH)

# 24

# 60

# 49

okay so i know these are a lot of prompts..but this sounds so DELICIOUS??? lots of teasing but eventually he caves,bc he loves her 🫶 and he wants to make her feel good..but she wants to make sure HES feeling good too.. UGH im screaming into mh pillow just thinking about itttt

Also i LOVE the way you write moot 🫶 make sure you’re taking care of yourself since you’re getting back into the swing of things again! :))

prompt 4, combined #45/21/22/60/49: “toying with a piece of clothing, whether that be the collar of a shirt, undoing a belt, or sliding a finger underneath the waistband and letting it snap against your skin/thats it, fuck, that’s a good/girl/boy/youre mine/do that again-shit, just like that,right there/don’t be shy baby, i love the way you moan my name/sighing softly at your ear so you can hear how much you affect them”

@sweet-radio YOU HORN DOG!!!! So many requests you have left me hehehe

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Hands trailed your body as you withered against Alastor.

Sharp claws played with the band of your panties before pulling and letting it snap back against your skin, making you jolt. He chuckled at you. His fingers crept into your panties to your heat. 

“A-Al-” your lips parted in a soft gasp as he pressed against your clit, rubbing the nub until he dipped two fingers into you. Your back arched, head thrown back against his shoulder. 

He scissored his fingers before curling them, rubbing against your soft walls. “O-Oh fuck” you whimpered as he fucked his fingers into you. Lewd wet noises sounded as your cunt grew wetter. Alastor hummed in your ear “such a sweet cunt, taking my fingers so eagerly”

You squirmed, rolling your hips inn rhythm with his hand, grinding your clit into his palm.

You panted as soft moans escaped your throat, teeth biting your plump lip to try and contain your moans. 

A curl of his fingers had you mewling, Alastor cooing at you as his other hand untucked your lip “Don’t hide those sweet sounds my dear, let me hear you sing my praises”

You felt your orgasm coming to the forefront, whining as his fingers curled against that sweet spot deeep inside you.

”oooh Al ha! Fu-fuck ha!” Your body shuddered as a high pitch whine left you. “That’s a good girl. That’s right. Take it.” Alastor brawled in your ear as your slick soaked his hand and your panties.

You panted as he pulled his hand from your cunt, bringing his coated fingers to his lips, sucking your juices off.

”such a pretty cunt and its all mine. Mine” he growled, ripping your panties and flipping you around to face him. You leaned against his shoulder as the red demon guided your hips against his hardened length.

He lifted you slightly and you heard the sound of his belt buckle and a cry left your lips when he sunk you down onto his cock, stretching your gummy walls.

He groaned into your ear, growling as your hips moved.

His chest rumbled, vibrating your body as he huffed and purred.

His lips kissed along your shoulder.

Your cunt grew wetter at the sound of the Overlord groaning into your ear. “Hear how good you make me feel cherie? Only a cunt as fine as your can do such a thing”

His hips rutted up into you, cock hitting your cervix deliciously, pulling a cry from your lips.

”please AH! Ha! Please Alastor” you whined into his neck, pushing your hips back into his thrusts.

Your gummy walls clenching, making the demon gasp as you hugged his length. “S-Shit do that again baby” Alastor hissed, pushing your hips flush against his.

Your second orgasm approached faster than the first and your moans rung out like a song to his ears.

Alastor growled before slamming your hips down, forcing you to take his cock, milking it of its essence. He left out a sigh as he twitched coating your walls in his cum, grinding into to to prolong both of your release.

You let out a ragged groan as he softened and slipped from you, any remaining cum starting to leak and form a puddle between the both of you.

”Yes all mine indeed”