#theres not much written to sneak

[ughgoaway]

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hellooooooo

💇‍♂️ -what's mattys best hairstyle?

okay why is this an impossible question. why did I write this. because the answer is all of them.

I wrote the question so I'm just gonna change it real quick- I'm gonna give my top 3 instead.

1) the early 2020 mohawk. ZOO WEE MAMA HE LOOKED GOOD.

2) middle part long curls 2019 era, so cute.

3) current hair. NOT THE GEL. when his curls are loose and grey.... MMMMM YUM

🎯 -are you working on anything right now? can we get a sneak peek?

I answered this in another ask, but because I am working on quite a few things right now, i will give another sneak peek!!!

[earlysunshines]

secret rhymes

pham hanni x fem!reader ; angst, fluff

synopsis: you get dumped and decide to post a video on youtube of you singing an original song to cope. the last thing you expected was for it to blow up, waking up to 99+ notifications on every social media account. luckily for you, this changes your life drastically—including your love life.

warnings: musician/artist!reader ; SOME homophobia but it’s not like severe idk ; PINING!!! ; reader is 04 ; many idols mentioned in this but most of them i don’t even stan or know like that so don't comment... ; IMESSAGE LIGHT MODE IM SORRRYYY ; rly dirty jokes here and there ; literally anything else i didn’t mention ; all jokes pls do NOTTT take anything serious ; more to add probably

a/n: got this idea after listening to hanni’s original song :-P first smau!! i finally figured things out guys … embarassing!!! i really wanted to write this one out but i spent so much time trying to and realized a smau would fit best lol

profiles: baconeggandcheese, denim bottoms, and others that’ll pop up (maybe)🤫

00 : prologue(s): one, two

01 : no foreplay??

02 : no more mr nice guy

03: we are SO back

04: girl wake up

05. THERES MORE?

06: greedy

07: sneaking out

08: girls supporting girls

09: grad!

10: military wife

11: roomie (half-written)

more to come!

taglist ! @namojoon @ly-gushka @ryujinshotsexywife @sonotcopingatall @artrizzler19 @yerimbrit @sixflame438 @nwjnsloona @saysirhc @nimnia @somedaydream @trovao-penguins @modanisgf @c-yerim @starstruckgoateepuppy @tzuyusdoughnut @kaypanaq @peranoo @haerinkisser @electronicluminarycoffee @yoohtonyy @secretcessy @keiji-jin

[schlattslambo]

for goodness sake | schlatt 18+

a/n: inspired and dedicated to @blaineandergel . thank you my friend

is this edited? no. was this written while im at work? yes. please enjoy. i tried to make this as gender neutral as possible. if theres anything i can do to improve on that front, please let me know! ❤️

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you weren’t sure when the whimsy of christmas came back, but as you stepped back from putting the final ornament on the tree, it was swirling around in the air alongside cinnamon and apple.

the tree was fluffy and looked soft from a distance. with the twinkling lights and generic ornaments, it looked even better. soft christmas music played on a record player on the mantle, where your boyfriend was fastening stockings.

christmas wasn’t much of a celebration once you grew up and moved out. it was more of an excuse to eat ham and stromboli and sneak cookie dough as your mother baked cookies whenever you visited their house. this year was different.

this year, you were spending your first christmas together with your boyfriend, a youtuber named schlatt. you’d met him through a mutual friend and hit it off instantly. at first, your relationship was secret. fans had noticed a brightness in schlatt’s eyes that wasn’t there before and began questioning it.

eventually, fans assumed that he was seeing someone. with that assumption, a bit of hate was spewed whenever someone brought up the fact. you let the hate fall off your shoulders, mainly because nobody would see this side of schlatt. the side that was wearing matching christmas pajamas and humming along to frank sinatra.

a soft, loving smile tugs at the corner of your lips as jambo waltzes in, red and green collar jingling. schlatt stands back and admires his handiwork of the mantle as you snake your arms around his waist. he smiles down at you, heart warm.

“hey there baby.” he says, turning around and placing a kiss on your forehead.

“you did a really good job with the fireplace.” you say softly, nuzzling your face against his chest.

“thank you,” schlatt replies with a smile. “i’m gonna light a fire, what do you think?”

you smile. “baby, it’s not cold enough for that.”

“and?” schlatt asks. “it’s romantic.”

you roll your eyes but allow schlatt to putz outside and grab some wood from the pile on the porch. this man absolutely loves that fireplace and would have a fire lit all the time if he could.

you pour yourself a glass of wine and watch as schlatt lights the fire. it crackles to life and he smiles proudly. he’ll never say it, but this kind of thing is what keeps him going. the domestic side of your relationship. him working hard and you just sitting there looking cute. in this case, you curled up on the couch with your wine and him cracking open a beer.

as schlatt sits down next to you, you snuggle into him instantly. his arm goes around you just as it always does and the two of you admire the decorations. the twinkling of the lights on the tree, the four stockings hung on the mantle (two for the cats, of course), and the fire all bring a warm feeling in your chest.

you both sit quietly, watching as jambo lays down in front of the fire place, squirming onto his back so he warms his belly. the scene is out of a christmas card and you couldn’t be happier.

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a little while later, the wine has made your cheeks flush and schlatt has switched to sipping on some whiskey. you’ve gotten through half of the bottle of white wine and you’re feeling frisky. it doesn’t matter that frank is still playing on the record player; you want schlatt and you want him now.

your hand goes to schlatt’s thigh as he scrolls on his phone, probably responding to an email. he barely notices until you start moving your hand up closer to his crotch.

“what’re you doin’?” he asks, smiling at you.

“baby,” you draw out.

schlatt peeks over at you and notices your flushed cheeks. he smiles, taking a swig of his drink before placing the glass down.

“what’s up?” schlatt asks, turning to face you. “what do you need?”

you jut your bottom lip out and peek up at him. “you.” you whisper.

your hand goes to his crotch and you begin to feel him through his pants. his cock grows hard and he allows you to touch him for a bit before gripping your wrist. if he doesn’t stop you, he’ll end up cumming in his pants like a teenager. he’s not gonna let that happen again.

“behave.” he grits.

“why?” you pout. “i need you.”

schlatt looks at you, pupils blown and cheeks flushed. he looks into your eyes, knowing that if he doesn’t stand his ground, you’re going to be a brat again. ignoring the fact that you were told to behave, you sit in schlatt’s lap.

“baby,” he sighs, breath catching in his throat as you bite at his neck, his weak spot. “we just finished decorating.”

you don’t respond verbally, only grinding your hips down. you feel schlatt’s cock harden even further under you, and you’re sure it’s pressing against his zipper. he grips your hair, making you arch your back. he bites down on your now exposed neck, eliciting a mewl from you.

“didn’t i tell you to behave?” he growls. “do you really wanna be a brat after we just decorated?”

you smile and nod. schlatt can’t help but smile himself. that’s one of the things he loves most about you (trust me, the list is long, but this is towards the top). he loves that you push his buttons and bite back.

“oh, baby,” he muses, licking along your pulse point. “you better be good.”

“make me.”

the two words leave your lips easily before you yelp as your hauled across schlatt’s lap, ass in the air.

“for goodness sake, doll.” he says as he grips your ass harshly. “i’m gonna have to do something about that.”

you lurch forward as his hand comes down onto your ass harshly, a soft moan leaving your lips. you lay there with a smile before schlatt slowly pulls your pants down, exposing your plush ass.

“can’t have any barriers.” he mumbles before beginning his punishment.

each ass cheek is slapped at least 10 times. he wants you squirming and near tears. his cock is pressed up against your stomach as you take the spankings. he doesnt stop until your ass is red and stinging. you whine and look back at him.

“n-no more.” you sob.

“are you gonna be good?” schlatt asks, yanking your hair and pulling you further back. “you gonna be good?”

you nod the best you can. “yes daddy.” you whimper.

“good,” schlatt says, gripping your stinging ass firmly. “because next time i’m going to fuck you in front of the fire place but you won’t be cumming.”

you whine at the threat, knowing full well that you’re going to be pushing his buttons again later that night and getting fucked into the floor for his pleasure only. you giggle as ‘santa claus is coming to town’ plays on the record player. the lyrics make you smile as you snuggle in schlatt’s lap.

you’re gonna be bad, for goodness sake.

[the-s1lly-corner]

What its like hugging the creepypasta characters

jeff and ben and toby are the only ones written as strictly platonic but the others can be seen either or! kind of wanted to do something easy for creepypasta characters (+ masky and hoodie) since i missed writing for these bozos </3 that said requests for creepypasta are open so crp fans go ham! return to this blogs roots! rah! written more as a rating as well as how it actually feels to hug them and not really a scenario that leads to you guys hugging yk?

SLENDERMAN:

very tall and skinny, maybe even boney. im still trying to decide if slenderman/slenderbeings have internal organs/bones/ect... though i can say that slenderman is fairly cold. hes not ICE cold, but hes noticeably cooler than your average person. can adjust his height to better suit his needs, so you dont have to worry about literally climbing him like a tree if you want to give him some affection... likes wrapping some of his tentacles around you during an embrace. not bone crushing, but not... well now its hard to explain, he seems odd with affection, not too sure how long or how tight to hold you... but hes learning! 7/10 love him, my tall wife

SPLENDORMAN:

very similar to slenderman in the regard that hes also very skinny and tall, though i do think hes just a teeeeeeny tiiiiiiny warmer than his brother! not by much but its a noticeable difference! loves lightly swinging you around before tugging you close to his chest, sometimes sways a little while holding you! holds you a little tighter than slenderman does. perhaps even nests his head on top of yours when you guys hug. honestly i can see him having a habit of just picking you up and carrying you around, platonic or romantic it doesnt matter, hes going to do it unless you express that you dont like it... 8/10 due to him being a little less cold (emotionally and physically)

EYELESS JACK:

now this ones ice cold, like youre going to need to bundle up if you want to cuddle up next to him since hes going to just snatch the heat out of you in a few minutes. admin personally hcs him to be on the shorter and thicker side, so theres that at least! very soft! generally not the type to seek out affection, though, so youre going to need to step up and initiate a lot of that stuff. not that he doesnt want it, he just doesnt really think about it all that much + he may or may not fear taking a bite out of you. shrugs... though i like to think that despite that, he can give some solid hugs! 6/10

LAUGHING JACK:

very warm, always seeking attention and affection from you so hugs are not in short supply. sometimes purrs when you guys hug, and similar to splendorman hes going to swing you around a bit.. though sometimes he gets too into it or too excited and it comes off more as thrashing you around. probably when hes feeling a little sillier than usual he pokes his cone nose into your cheek (gently). wraps his arms around you, like. totally around you since his arms can stretch and they dont really have.... bones... you know? probably sometimes hugs you from behind, typically after sneaking up behind you/poofing behind you from his smoke thing 8/10, would say 10/10 but i think he might accidentally crush you to death

MASKY/TIM:

not... very.. good at hugs. at most youre going to get one of those side hugs from him, at least when hes awake. sometimes when you two cuddle and he falls asleep, hes wrapping his arms around you and locking you in to his chest. normal body heat, maybe a little above average, but nothing too insane since hes still a human... hmm... doesnt really give those two armed hugs unless hes sleeping or you were just in danger. adrenaline and fear can do a lot to someone, you know... 6.5/10 masky gets a higher score than EJ since hes warmer

as for tim, hes a little more open to giving you affection, i think! while masky only really does it when you ask, i like to think that tim might be more likely to do it unprompted! likes resting his head/chin/jaw on your shoulder or head, depends on the height difference! 7/10

HOODIE/BRIAN:

i think in general i tend to type hoodie as a touch more open/social than masky.. masky tends to be a little... eh... he expresses stuff less than hoodie, at least in my take. shrugs. i do think hoodie likes to hug you from behind when youre doing something. very tall, personally hc him to be roughly 6 feet tall. neither buff nor skinny, have some pudge. generally very comfy, plus his hoodie is sometimes nice and soft, sometimes warm if you've managed to get him to wash it! likes swaying you a little while he looks over your shoulder to see what youre doing, only occasionally letting go to sign something to you.. 8/10

brian is more or less the same, but hes verbal so his hands are staying put on you. i also think hes a little bolder and more willing to just hold you whenever, let that man be affectionate with the reader! if this is romantic he likely puts his hands on your hips.. also 8/10

TICCI TOBY:

very affection starved, i think, but he also doesnt really initiate anything due to a deep rooted fear of rejection. so youre going to need to take the lead here! skin and bones, very cold since skinny people tend to be colder (at least in my experience with hugging!). when you guys do hug he does tend to hold you a little too tight. he doesnt mean anything malicious by it, its just that hes truly not used to hugging people and also subconsciously he doesnt want the hug to end, you know? 7/10 me thinks

BEN DROWNED:

very short very cold and... damp? i personally headcannon that the most of the time hes in a digital device, but on the rare chance hes in the real world... hes very cold and as previously mentioned damp. might also have a general electric buzz about him, too. kind of like holding a cold soggy plushie straight from a washing machine. not at all pleasant but he cant help it :( 4/10 the ghost boy does not make a good hugger there isnt much else to be said

JEFF THE KILLER:

very lanky, admin also headcannons him to be very tall. like 6'2. lanky fucker. probably a "where's my hug" person but not in the gross neckbeard way and more so mocking those kinds of people because the look you give him makes him lose his shit and cackle. his jacket kind of smells, youre going to have to get him to go wash it. it doesnt smell putrid or anything but it definitely needs a wash. what being a dude on the run after committing homicide does to a mf 5/10 only because he has a weird aura

PUPPETEER:

VERY lanky and VERY cold, kind of rigid thanks to his weird puppet joints. kind of like hugging a wooden puppet. i dont think thats a pleasant thing.... hm... is usually slightly levitating off of the ground so its even harder to get a hold of him, given that hes also already really tall as is... you have to make him stop hunching over so you can actually get in there. absolutely basks in the fact that youre giving your time and energy to him, kind of gets annoying with it sometimes but thats just him being an ass. 6/10 but only because i fuck with him sometimes when i remember him

[arkhamknightz]

LACY

pairing: dick grayson x reader (blurb)

summary: his new “girlfriend” is too perfect to hate

warnings: no actual plot really, jealous!reader, platonic damian x reader, shitty writing, built around lacy by olivia rodrigo

notes: i wasnt sure whether i should write this for jason or not but it fit dick so well… anywho this is more kinda focused on lacy and less about dick himself, as its how the songs written so! also this is short sorry i just needed to post something

No matter how hard you tried, you simply couldn’t come up with a reason to hate her. Everything about her was angelic, it wasnt hard to see why Dick liked her so much.

You watched as Dick and Lacy walked into the charity gala that Bruce was hosting. She smiled brightly at you as your eyes met with hers, confidence radiating off of her as she walked over to you before greeting you and pulling you into a hug. You looked over her shoulder to see Dick walking towards the both of you, a grin plastered on his face.

“I didn’t think you were coming!” He smiled watching the both of you before wrapping his arm around her waist and kissing her head as he looked at you. “Who’d you come with?” he tilts his head in question.

You laughed and shook your head. “Nobody, I actually came to keep Damian company, we both know how much he hates these things and I promised I would come the next time Bruce hosted so we could sneak out and grab some actual food.”

Dick smiled as you took a glance over your shoulder at Damian, who had a glare plastered on his face as he looked around the gala. You turned back to face them just in time to see Dick being dragged off by Lacy to one of the mini tables to grab some food, a bright shade of pink painted on both of their faces. Her perfume lingered in the air as they left you alone. They were staring at eachother, smiling and giggling as they spoke in whispers to each other.

You saw nothing but her the whole night. Everywhere you seemed to turn, her and Dick were huddled together quietly talking, her arm looped through his. It wasn’t long before you felt a small tap on your arm, Damian quietly spoke. “Are you just going to sit and stare at them the whole time? I would like to leave now.” You turned around to look at him and smiled before letting out a small laugh. “Alright buddy let’s go.”

You and Damian sat in your car, his hand tapping on the side of the passenger door. “Are you and Richard having… problems?” your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Damian spoke up. “I mean, you spent the whole time staring. I’d assume theres an issue between the both of you.”

You shook your head. “Nothing’s wrong with me and Dick.” His face scrunched up. “You’re lying.” You turned into the parking lot of a fast food place. “It’s… complicated. It’s just, I can’t dislike her Damian. She’s so incredibly nice and she always compliments me when she sees me and she always makes sure to text every other day just to check in!” He shook his head. “I don’t see why you need a reason to dislike her. I personally dislike whoever I want.”

You let out a laugh, Damian trying to surpress a smile as you doubled over in your seat. “Oh god, I wish that’s how it worked buddy I really do. But she doesn’t deserve that you know? I can’t just hate her because she’s with Dick. I mean come on shes absolutely perfect for him…” He let out a quiet hum. “Well, I’m sure I could get Timothy to dig something up about her.”

You lightly shoved his shoulder laughing. “As much as I appreciate the effort, it won’t change anything. Let’s just grab our food and our ice cream and head back to the manor alright?”

Dick and Lacy walked into the manor, you and Damian were sat in the main living room, Alfred the Cat laid on your leg. “Oh hey!” Lacy smiled at both you and Damian, the boy shooting her a glare. “Mind if we join you guys?” Dick spoke up, his jacket draped over her shoulders. “Yes actually, I do mind.” Damian spoke up before reaching down to pet the cat.

You looked over at them, a small shrug of your shoulders before looking back at Damian and pressing play on the TV. You looked back at Dick as you watched him walk down the hall, Lacy’s hand intertwined with his. A small pit formed in your stomach, oh how you wish that could’ve been you.

Damian quietly spoke up. “I don’t see why you like Richard of all people, because he’s definitely not the smartest.” You furrowed your brows. “What’s that mean?” He let out a small chuckle. “His shirt was inside out the whole night.”

[devondespresso]

Wiggly Worm Wednesday!! 🧠🪱

tagged by @little-annie this Wednesday, @pearynice and @hotluncheddie last time, @queenie-ofthe-void (and hotluncheddie again💕) the time before, and @carolperkinsexgirlfriend the time before that. Thank you guys so much for tagging me even when i can't get to it right away 💖💗💝

Lately I've been kinda swamped with fic commitments and rushing stuff last-minute (my own fault ofc 😅) writing mostly romance, so now im just itching to go back to my platonic stuff! nothing against romance, im enjoying writing it for sure, but god i can't wait to work on my Steve Henderson au again

for now tho the probably-never-to-be-written worms are about Steve bunking with the Buckleys post s4. maybe his parents just never came home, maybe they were there and had a big blowup argument with Steve about leaving, but they're not around now and Robins not about to let Mr Walking-Sepsis-Risk live alone for the apocalypse

in my head i imagine the buckleys house is kinda like max's before s4, a smaller 1-story but cozy, and no guest room so Steve stays in Robin's room.

her parents let them but they're definitely a little wary and a little lost but at least a little used to it, both thanking whatever power they believe in that no matter how freakishly clingy they are now, its still world's better than the violently freakishly clingy stobin was right after starcourt, when both of them looked to be hanging on by a thread and that thread was each other.

so they're like. chill. they plow through an awkward conversation about how bad an idea it would be to be up to something right now with steves injuries and robin sees herself out like halfway through, piling all the old stuffed animal onto her bed and keeping them there for the next week to avoid thinking about it. And Steve, abandoned by his partner in crime, stumbles through his own awkward explanation along the lines of 'you don't have to worry about that, i promise' before joining Robin in her embarrassed cringing-party, featuring notable guests such as Mr. Cat, Doodles, and Floppsy Bunny.

Not much of a plot in my head really, I'm just enjoying all the vague ideas floating around this premise. theres lots of details about Steve and his wounds, like wearing button downs that are easier to put on than pull-overs, Mr. Buckley letting him borrow some when Steve only finds a couple (or when he packs his normal clothes not realizing how miserable itd be to take them on and off constantly to check how things are healing).

Also Steve helping around the house and the Buckley's getting to know him better and not just the Polite Steve that they usually see because Steve couldn't risk his best friends parents not liking him (and because usually robin would go to his house, its a lot easier to sneak out than it is to smuggle someone in, especially with freaky upside down nightmares). Maybe Steve gets to actually joke around with Robin's dad, talk real shit with her mom (maybe about the future, hippie mom offering a different perspective on what life can be, how you can figure things out, just try things even if you don't have a perfect plan)

Steve finding safety not just with Robin, but with Robins family. the four of them growing this sweet relationship, not like a second child for the buckleys but more like a second home for Steve. stobin are firmly strange best friends to me (as opposed to siblings), and i like the dynamic of steve and robin's parents as 'my kids best friend' type stuff, not cause there's any less love but more like they're not trying to replace Steve's parents, they just end up filling in the gaps.

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[sakurasnowfall]

The DUMBEST thing I have ever written

Dazai : Chuuuuuya. Chuuya : What the hell do you want.. Dazai : You know what time of the year it is. Chuuya : Huh? Dazai : Its October! Halloween is coming up! Chuuya :.....*realizes* Dazai : ..... Chuuya : ......No.... Dazai : Please? Chuuya : I am giving you....five seconds, before I turn you into on of those lawn skeletons. Dazai : Come ON, we can f*ck with Mori and make him think theres another pandemic and hes about to be killed by a vampire, itll be perfect payback itll be so f*cking funny PLEASE.Pleaseeeeeee. Chuuya : Wha - You know what if it means that much to you, do it your fucking self. Dazai : But Chuuyas the one with the experience! Chuuya : I f*cking hate you. No. Dazai : PLEASE. We can gaslight Mori so fucking hard. Chuuya : ......

*Spoiler alert, they BOTH end up doing it. On Halloween night, Chuuya sneaks Dazai into the Mafia, they both scare the living crap out of Mori, Dazai knocks him out, they run away, and the next morning Chuuya carries on at work like nothing happened. Chuuya glued in his fangs so that he could actually get them OFF this time.....Dazai was not so lucky the next day.*

[lemon-russ]

I am all weird and feverish and migraine-y and its like 1am, so please enjoy this small aside I have written to segway the next arc of this tropey silly self indulgent fic <3

Also on phone so formatting is off

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(We have dividers at home/ dividers at home:)

7.5 / ???

1 :: 2 :: 3 :: 4 :: 5 :: 6 :: 7 :: 7.5 :: 8 :: 9 :: 10

Cato Sicarius x F!reader

(But not right now this ain't about him)

CW: description of a panic attack

Summary: Ambassador does not want to take a break from work. And is NOT the family pet mortal. Maybe.

Word count: 955

Warning, very minimal editing and I'm dyslexic, like actually literally, so there may be more mistakes than usual. Apologies.

You resume much of your normal work again after the disaster of your last meeting. Thankfully the few meetings you have for the next couple of days are just diplomats and officials you work with regularly.

Most you don't need any sort of guarding, either they come to you or are Astartes from other chapters. In the time you aren't meeting people, you are in your little office connected to Guilliman's, doing paperwork. You're not supposed to be, of course, but you sneak it. He really worries too much.

You're writing out come contracts and supply logistics when there's a knock on your door. “Open.” You say automatically. Guilliman opens the door and steps in, frowning at your paper pile. You keeo writing, glance up, glance back down, then snap your head up and drop your pen, covering the papers with your arms and smiling sheepishly up at the primarch.

“Ah, My Lord, what a surprise!” You chuckle out nervously. He frowns and rolls his eyes, pulling up a much too small chair and sitting across from your desk. “Ambassador, are you alergic to relaxing?” He asks tiredly. “This is the 3rd time in 2 days I've found you sneaking work. This is usually the opposite of how these things go- most people sre sneaking not working, you know.” He says, laying his hands in his lap and sitting up straight and polite. It's a comical sight, he looks like the chair is for children when he uses it.

You grimace at him. “Sir, please, these are already overdue, and I don't want to take time if it just piles up my work for later-” you plead. He chuckles a little, then stands and reaches over your desk. In one motion he sweeps all of your work into his other hand. You gasp. “Sir- please- there's an order to those-” you panic, running to his side and trying to take the papers back.

He chuckles more, holding them far above your reaching hands. “Ambassador, I will be taking over your duties for a couple days. And because I can't trust you not to sneak around and work, I am forced to assign you a babysitter.”

You look up at him, horrified, “my lord, theres a delicate ecosystem to my filing system- wait, did you really call them a babysitter?” You squeak indignantly. He grins, “yes, not a guard, a babysitter, because you are behaving like a disobedient child.” He turns on his heel and strides to the door. “And I'm sure I can manage your delicate ecosystem of paperwork for 3 days.”

You think you're having a panic attack. Your stomach lurches, your head is fuzzy, you can't catch your breath- “three days? Please, my lord- i have so many meetings, I'm going to be so behind, my filing system is based on vibes and very specific-”

He smiles a little softer. “This right here- this is why. Look at you. You're spiraling because I'm offering to take work off of you. You need a vacation, Ambassador.” He walks back and rubs your back soothingly, not unfamiliar with your reactions like this. “It's going to be fine. Fun, even. I'm sending you somewhere nice.”

You take deep breaths, counting forward and back to 10 in your mind- did he say send? “you're making me go somewhere too?” You whimper. He sighs and chuckles. “It's a nice place, a safe, pretty planet, lots of hotsprings and dancing, beautiful weather. Please, ambassador. Think of it like an assignment if it helps. I'm giving you a mission to go to this lovely, calm place for a few days with Commander Titus and a couple others, so that you don't just up and die on me too early.” He chided softly.

Five things you can see, four things you can hear, three things you can smell-

Guilliman sighs. “Okay, okay, I'll give you the rest of the day to work and set things up in a way that you can leave to me easier. Would that help?”

You frown, scrunching your brow. You could label some folders, put dates on them, Guilliman was of course very good at organizing and following instructions, it wouldn't be too bad if you were very clear with the labels…. You let out a long, defeated sigh. “Fine…” you submit. “I'll…. Take a vacation…” you mumble.

The primarch grins at you, patting your back. “Excellent. I'll inform the commander and have thing prepared for this evening.” He stands, handing back your papers. You take them and trudge back to your desk, pouting. He chuckles. “There there, ambassador. Why don't I make you your favorite tea, hm?” He offered.

You purse your lips a bit, trying to stay grumpy. You have a thought that this feels a lot like being treated like a pet, but shake it off. You don't have time to unpack how an immortal demigod superhuman might see a particularly favored mortal. You're not a pet though. You're pretty sure.

“Hmm, what if I got those lottle cakes you like to go with them?” He offered, smiling fondly at you.

You cracked a smile, and a few minutes later, sat at your desk sipping tea and eating cakes happily. You sit up and frown a bit. Wait an warp damned minute, you’re a pet!

You frown at your snacks a long moment. Then sigh and keep eating. Could be worse, really. Best to just never ever think about it again, you decide, happily kicking your feet and doing your work.

[cerberus-new-owner]

it'sssssssss tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime

Barbie Doll and Diablo

(as my friend likes to call them lol)

it took me a good few days of day dreming about barbs and scrolling through the barbatos tags (and the simeon and solomon tags) to acctually get the motivation for this soooooo here it issss

Part 1 - The Brothers Part 2 - The Angels + Solomon Part 3 - Diavolo + Barbatos

WEE WOO WEE WOO Content Warningggggsss: Darbatos and Diavolo are implied to be dating mc but it CAN be taken as platonic, GN!mc, maybe like a teensy tiny bit suggestive idk i do these before i write the hcs, could be ooc (i've never written for either of them, i dont think so atleast), mention of mamms and asmo but only tiny after thought type stuff i think

the energy is pumpinggggggg and the headcannon drabble things are a flowin'

Barbatos

w/ out mc - does not sleep, will only sleep if diavolo orders him to and if any of you have seen my take on the brothers sleeping he is the same as luci, but instead of the brothers having to be kept in line its the demon prince who does his best to sneak out when he thinks the butlers guard has been lowered enough to do so, other than that i do belive barbatos if tired enough will fall asleep standing continuing to do what ever job he was doing around the castle occsionally finishing all of his tasks whilst alseep (dia and the little d's take bets to see how far through his list barbatos can go before waking up again so far little d no. 2 and diavolo have the most wins) i also think barbatos will sleep walk into diavolos office on ocassion and just stand there like he would if diavolo was having a meeting with lucifer or mephi (i dont know how to spell his name someone help please) also no fan or ac or anything in his room im fairly sure his tail has / would have some form of protective slime kind stuff on it and that drying out would require a few weeks worth (and a couple thousands invested) of lotion applied every few like hours (it'd be like lipbalm or gloss on crusty dry craked up lips)

w/ mc - now with mc and diavolo trying to get him to sleep more often its a much bigger challenge for barbatos to deny going to sleep therefore he goes to sleep more often, with mc around the little d's and diavolo can't make as many bets on barbs work sleep habits so the bets have changed to how long will it take for mc to notice that barbs fell asleep again / how many chores can barbs get through before mc guides him back to his room and takes over barbs creepy standing in dia's office has stopped and been replced with a slight restlessness in his sleep (beware mc for he may kick), and mc better beware of the tail it's 100% getting wrapped around them as they sleep it will be cold it will be slimy it will be slightly gross and it will soak any and all sleep clothes (can't tell me barbs doesn't find enjoyment in feeling how mc jumps as they wake up suddenly due to how cold and wet his tail is 'whats wrong little lamb? did i accidently wake you during your slumber') still no fan or anything by the way not unless you want to be the one applying lotion to his tail every hour (bonus sleepy cuddly barbs like early sunday morning look like shiz and gotta get up but partner is still sleep and gooooodddd they look cute sleeping and don't wanna disturb the peace and then the overgrown toddler with daddy issues barges in asking for breakfast because he was a second late to waking him up saying theres pancakes if he does all his paperwork in which barbs does not remember saying at all (it was all a dream that dia thought was real) and waking mc up, gosh dang it now i gots ideas for another fic from these things)

Diavolo

w/ out mc - another sea creature guess what it isssss, thats right! its a starfishhhhhh, mans has a massive bed cant tell me he doesn't starfish accross it wings out and everything, thinking of wings.... wings can be blankie, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand like beel he. is. a. heater. no need for blankets when have wings and are heater, he snores and sleep talks majority of his sleep talking is telling dream barbs that dream him wasn't trying to escape his duties or saying those really creepy things that alot of people who sleep talk say in their sleep something like idk 'doont go in the closet' and it'd be like right as mammons trying to find secret treasure in the castle and somehow ended up in dias room and is about to open the closet

w/ mc - still sprawled out but don't worry mc he left space for you (in his arms) still a heater be prepared to wear your summer sleep clothes in the middle of winter (or sleep au natural like asmo probably does) he still snores and sleep talks pretty much the same as before also refuses to get up in the morning (mans went to bed late let him sleep in and get his sleepy morning cuddles before barbs comes in and says theres pancakes if he does all his paperwork before 9am the drem stirkes again 'but barbatos i got all my paperwork done before nine and pancakes sound good and the dream felt way too real for it to be just a dream, come on love you had to of heard barbatos say something about breakfast being pancakes today surely' dont break his heart help him gaslight barabtos instead/hj)

That ws fuunnnnnnnnnnn

btw quick little tiny baby question would people perhaps be interested in perhaps me writing a little bit more for barbs and/or simeon maybeeeeeee (the inspiration hit and oh mah lordy loorrrrrd it is difficlt to not want to write more about themm) (btw dont really care how many of you answer yes or no im probably gonna do it anyways)

alsoooo i will gladly accept requests for more headcannon drabbley things for other stiuations if anyone has any ideas, (i don't really do full on fics btw)

other than that i hope you all have a great day, afternoon, night, morning, tea, door, pencil and thank you for reading (i hope it was as fun to read as it was to write) MasterList thingy-o

[velvetwyrme]

oouuouua please make a follow up on the superhero pap x reader theyre one of my favorites also im excited to see tf fic from yuo

im glad you enjoyed it!!! i got a comment on it recently while i was thinking abt how to continue it and that seemed to click my brain into action LMAO

EHEHEHE hopefully! soon!! ive got a few things in mind but im also waffling over Really Starting because i have so many things ongoing but... auauugh the IDEAS plague me!!!!

also heres a sneak peek into my brain because im in the mood to chatter, but feel free to skip it if you so desire:

for Origin Story im LOOSELY planning any continuation/s to be kinda standalone stories all centered around a superhero trope (like the Origin Story ;]) because i think that could be fun to work with. i enjoyed writing some of the larger Undertale cast, something that i WOULD have liked to do in FF, except Edge and the MC in that are both pretty reclusive socially abfjfbdjdghkf,, oh well.

anyway. i have tons of ideas for the various tropes, so its really a matter of picking a place and Writing. i really want to feature more of Alphys in this because i love her dearly <3

as for TF fic... most of them are reader inserts unsurprisingly lmaooo but ive got a few non-reader inserts floating around there too. im kinda just throwin stuff at the walls of my mind to see what sticks, but heres a few of my draft titles for your perusing pleasure:

into the fire: noble-ish au with a human reader who is supposed to be gifted to one of the members of the household. reader makes a failed escape attempt torn bedsheet style and is saved :] inspired loosely by the visual novels i used to read/play back in high school LMAO. skeletiano, i will forever be sad i could not romance you.

between you, me and soundwave: reader writes rpf abt mechs on earth LMAO. i see people mention humans writing fanfic about Cybertronians in passing but i think itd be funny to put that at the forefront. extremely silly and low stakes fic. probably.

drift compatibility: mecha! pilot! au!! exists purely because i read 1 (one) fic about plugsuits and just went "hmnngh... mecha pilots are fun to imagine interacting with Cybertronians... also there's DRIFT compatibility... i can totally do some fucked up shit with that" and now it's spiralled wildly out of control because at some point i started thinking about Governments and Social Structures and got distracted with worldbuilding lol. i have many many many ideas and i can only hope i can string some of them together so I can EXPLODE it out of my brain either through writing or art. also theres smut that happens wayyyy down the line which ill probably end up writing first and posting separately LMAO

penance is a prison: my take on Titan AU but as a fic because my brain is so so full of thoughts abt this au. i'll probably just end up drawing a lot of these scenes instead but like. its there! partially written!! im emotions abt it!!!

self explanatory long title: human/borrower au constructicons/jazz/prowl poly. i love rare not-so-pairs a lot and im particularly fond of this set. also i just like thinking abt either jazz and prowl getting menaced by a bunch of tiny guys OR the opposite where a group of construction workers have two borrower roommates. this one is more just random idea dumps instead of a fic but still fun to think about LMAO

ALSO! MINI REC. while you wait for me to (eventually maybe) write TF fic, you should check out boostergoldishh's works on ao3 for some tasty tasty TF reader insert fics. im still planning on making a rec list but they updated today and im filled w/ much love for good writing.

and as a bonus if you got this far (thank you!!): the super secret draft chapter title for the next NEXT FF chapter because its pretty silly

if my cowriter sees this hi. ill share the doc soon but its pretty much empty, its just there to remind me whats coming next LMAO 👍

[devine-fem]

whats ur biggest damijon hc

biggest? no idea. my hc are usually boring asf and any headcanons i do have get put into a fic some where down the line.

i just have a bunch of headcanons altnerating through my head.

the most recent i was thinking about jon having a habit of collecting things. i headcanon jon keeps trinkets that just happen to belong to damian in one of his drawers, he has robin batarangs, he has a torn out page of dami’s sketch book, he has a picture of them together ofc, he also keeps love letters in there, not written by him but girls in his school that asked jon to give them to damian, lastly i feel like he has torn out pages of his diary he’s too anxious to leave around inside that drawer… its a hobby he tells himself, its no concern most of those things relate to damian. (ill post this today seperste from this post)

i also headcanon that damian subconsciously tries to climb jon at times and jon doesn’t even bat an eye to it because his kryptonian biology makes him numb to it

i also headcanon that damian will perch up/sit on one of jon’s shoulders when he’a lazy, just like a bird

i also feel like damian is subconsciously clingy, nuzzling up to jon like a cat at times.

i also feel like after a mission damian gets all nervous and looks around like hes bracing for an attack and his teammates are confused as to whats wrong but suddenly theres a streak of blue and jon’s crashing into damian with a hug sending him feet across the ground. which damian was expecting the whole time

i headcanon that damian climbs through jon’s window and sneaks up to him to give him a kiss while jon pretends he didnt know cause that would ruin the fun

i headcanon for the span of like weeks damian and jon had this inside joke where damian would speak in arabic and jon would speak in kryptonese.

and thats putting aside the possibility theyll call each other pet names in those languages

headcanon damian as the little spoon

headcanon jon’s terrified of horror movies even though hes a superhero and damian can’t focus on movies because his eyes are always stuck on jon’s expressions

headcanon that damian will get art block but he can still draw jon for some reason

headcanon that damian does all the house work like sewing jon’s capes and helping him get dressed in the morning

headcanon that damian hates kissing jon first because the act of getting on his tippy toes is mortifying

imagine jon getting his cape put on with the help of damian and damian’s somewhat struggling to do it due to his height so jon spreads his legs apart like he’s doing the splits to meet his height

jon is still stuck in his crush phase and gawks at damian

jon says “damian deprived” unironically like its a condition

its canon that they watch anime together so its fun thinking of the type of stuff theyd watch

jon asks before he does anything “can i kiss you” “can i see you” “can i hug you” ugh, i love it so much

they love to cuddle, fish, nap or talk on the back of goliath for no reason just because it feels homey since it was the first few things they did when they met

thats a few

[lexithwrites]

Love the new idea🥹

Are the couples set or you’re still thinking about it? I would sacrifice my first born for a fantasy romance with Jegulus written by you

okay so,,,yall might hate me for this but the fic was originally with jegulus as the main couple and characters. i dont wanna give too much of the plot away by explaining why i changed it but i swear to you it makes SO much more sense to have wolfstar be the main and for bartylus, jily etc.

BASICALLY when i first started thinking about the fantasy au (literally last december when i first joined the fandom and discovered what jegulus was, this is how old this fic idea is now lmao) i thought it worked because thats what people would prefer reading, which is such a rubbish mindset to have. im still trying to get over that honestly and write what i wanna write, but that was a big issue for me starting and why i havent really made progress with it because i kept thinking about bartylus being better and james not being one of the main characters etc etc and, once again please trust me, sirius being the main character makes the most sense.

the OG idea was sirius being 'killed' by walburga (shes an evil witch set on bringing back a god and destroying the world, casual stuff) and regulus eventually taking his place as the 'sacrifice' for her ritual, but he escapes. turns out sirius has been alive all along and he's been in a spy network set on overthrowing the royals and saving his brother,,,but THIS idea i think is more angsty, more interesting and more dramatic SO the idea ive been sitting on is that sirius discovers walburga's plan to take over the world and bring back this god and is almost killed by her but escapes, then regulus gets basically hypnotised because he gets made into the sacrifice, shes training him to hold the body of this god essentially, and he has all these powers and he's lowkey evil but he's being controlled by his mother, and sirius finds remus on a farm and hes a blacksmith just trying to support his parents and maybe theres a bunch of sheep being killed because hes a werewolf,,,and sirius has cursed blood because of his family and he's got magic that he cant control and he has a DRAGON BITCH i love dragons,,and then james is an underground fighter (he was originally the farmer that remus is now) and lily is a princess that sneaks out to go to these fights and train and they help each other and she brings him back to his family because he was sold into fighting, its a whole deal, then DORLENE my god their story okay marlene is a runaway knight thats family was murdered and she's sworn to kill the person that did it and dorcas is part of an ancient witch coven that studies the elemental magics of 'the four founders' and its with pandora and mary and they basically take marlene in as their bodyguard for show, then bartylus,,oh bartylus, barty is hired as a royal spy by the queen to track down sirius but he falls for reg the longer he spends at the castle and vows to save sirius and get reg out of the control of his mother LIKE THATS SO MUCH BETTER WHEN I FOCUS ON MORE CHARACTERS I CANT anyway that was so long but maybe one day ill write a seperate jegulus fantasy au, i can see it working 100% and will never so no, but that story in particular is wolfstar

[the-s1lly-corner]

I’m hoping this is the inbox- pls help I’m used to just reading what’s in the tags on tumblr and never requesting anything 🥹

I hope you’re having an amazing day/night/whatever time of day it is for you-!!! I just found your blog and I am so happy I did!! I’ve been binge reading it but the fact that I found someone who writes for Creepypasta???? I’m??? In luv??? (platonically ofc) may I request some LJ with a fem!reader who has bpd and he’s their fp, carries his little music box everywhere she goes and always “talks” to him in public, not caring about any crazy looks she gets from people?

Also politely asking to be 🩶 anon (if you’re taking any ofc-)

Laughing Jack x fem!reader w/ BPD who has him as her FP!

UEUEUEUE im so happy to hear you love my writing sm ehehehe! always thrilled to hear people enjoying my stuff/that it makes them happy! i hope you enjoy this, i havent written a reader with BPD before so i hope this is decent! also also youre doing wonderful; requesting i mean! i dont think theres many rules against how youre meant to request (every blog is different though!!)

honestly i think hes genuinely thrilled to be taken around and about with you in his little box! usually hes sitting in his box waiting for an unfortunate soul to take it home; its been like this for... a while now... so actually being able to go around and see things is a nice change of pace! plus it makes him feel more included in your life rather than just being an "at home friend"

i think in the beginning youre going to have to ask him to pipe down a little since he might talk a little too loud... like near yelling because hes just so excited

loves helping you shop :)! quick heads up though he might beg you to buy stuff you guys dont need

general silly ideas aside, i think hed be chattering the entire time so you two probably always have a conversation going on whenever you guys are out

probably sneers at people who give you looks tbh, will probably trip them if they decide to be a little ruder and mutter something under their breath while theyre passing by you... i mean they cant prove anything! they just tripped on air! jack totally didnt swipe one of his long arms out and tug their ankle back!

the only downside is that jack cant do much outside of talking and sneaking stuff around since him just fully popping out his box might blow his cover, you know? doesnt mean he doesnt have the urge to jump out when he sees you getting a little stressed out or overwhelmed about your surroundings or when someone is being particularly cruel

though i dont doubt hes remembering faces; i mean at the end of the day hes still a clown that specializes in torment, do i really need to say what hes cooking up in his brain?

no in cases where you're beginning to struggle hes probably going to try to quietly urge you to disconnect and take a breather

keeps your favorite candies on him at all times and slips them into your hand, probably does the same to any stress/fidget toys you may or may not have.. though i do hc he can just materialize certain things and i can easily see that sort of thing falling into something he can just yoink into existence

very good at reassuring you of your worth and how much you mean to him; this is a general thing but i think he makes it more of a point if self image is something you particularly struggle with

who would have thunk it, the clown with abandonment issues is good at reassuring others that hes not going to go anywhere

[ashe-stxr]

here you go @nygmobblepot94 !! :]

oswald is such a mess in this scene 😭 (tbh, more like this whole CHAPTER lmaoo)

theres also something so unintentionally funny about the contrast between my artstyle and the words ive written, cause this whole scene is essentially just

oswald: oh god i cant read eds expression am i making a mistake??? does he not love me back??? i have no idea what hes thinking right now what do i do

meanwhile edward: *blushing furiously, clearly struggling to maintain his composure, going through all the stages of bi panic*

anyways, most of the beginning of this video is the same as the first one, outside of a few minor grammar corrections that have been made in the past month, but i did treat you with the other diaologue option at the beginning ! and of course, this one features the new version of the background image !! YIPPEE !!! :]]

as of the time of posting this, i currently only have 6 of them left to do which is such a huge relief omg,, as much fun as im having with them, i cant wait to go back to drawing people

also, sorry again for cutting the video off so short. originally i had always planned to cut off the scene at that point for the sneak peeks, but after doing some thinking i realized that im actually okay with showing the rest of this scene. ...except for the fact that this leads directly into a cg, and right now all of the cgs are glorified stick figures,, 😭

HOWEVER !!! if i keep going at a good pace, the most youll have to wait until i finish that cg is 2 weeks? if even that. and im also planning to post some sneak peeks of all the different sprites ive done sometime next week if thats something youre interested in hehe

[changbinslovelylegs]

Babe, I forget that you're an Aussie like me so we probably say our names the same.

What state are you in?

Can I please request dom!yunho & corruption/praise kink?

Thank you 🙏

Hi!!

Thank you so much for this idea I don't have much written for Yunho nor do I have any "virgin fics" so I might just have to make some more after this, I'd rather not say any more about where I live tho I'd like to keep that privet! (I also don't know if you wanted hard or soft dom so I just went with soft dom cause I thought someone being a hard dom while taking someone's v-card would be a bIt much)

One Thursday afternoon

Pairing: Yunho ateez (dom) x reader (sub)

WC: 1440

Warnings: smut, corruption kink, reader is a virgin, language, lots of praise tho

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If you had asked yourself to describe your perfect first time before you had even had your first time, your answer would have most likely been some cliché rose petals on the bed and vanilla scented candles bullshit that would realistically never happen.

And you were right, because the story of your real first time was much more chill, doesn't mean it was filled with any less love though because now that you think back on it, it's a memory you wouldn't change for the world.

It was Thursday around lunchtime and you and Yunho were just hanging out, snacking on some popcorn and watching some random episode of friends (the one where they play poker) but something was weighing heavily on your chest and you just couldn't shake it.

Everyone around you were always talking about the things they did with boys, how they would sneak away during frat parties and have adult fun or your girl best friend who recently decided that she wanted to try bdsm with her boyfriend!

You were no prude like you knew what sex was a how it worked, you've just never had it yourself but now it was killing you to know what it felt like because it seemed like you were the only virgin left on campus.

Yunho was your best guy friend, you share your photography class together, you bonded over your love for the 1975 and the rest was history. You were resting your head on Yunho's lap unaware that you were deep in thought until Yunho pulled you out of it.

"Sweetie, you ok?" Yunho gently ran his fingers through your hair, a look of concern on his face that made you want to melt.

You thought about it for a moment before you answered, knowing that if you didn't say anything this feeling would only get worse.

"No, actually, can I ask you something?" you sat up so that you were facing him, and he turned down the volume of the TV.

"What's it like to have sex?" you blurted out, since you couldn't be bothered beating around the bush.

"Oh ok... that's really hard to describe. It defiantly feels good" Yunho tried his best to answer without being too graphic but in reality when is sex not graphic?

Yunho was a lot more experienced than Y/N, having had many partners in the past. It was hard to say no when the girl would whisper the things she wanted to do in his ear.

He did have a special thing for more pure girls though, soft spoken and shy but then become filthy animals during the night.

"I think I wanna have sex, cause you know I'm a virgin and i've not really ever touched myself either and I just really wanna know how it feels and I'm so sick of being called prissy Y/N- Don't even say it -I hear the girls in the bathroom when they think I'm not there."

"Do you wanna have sex with me?" Yunho went straight for it.

"You would do that for me?"

"Of course doll, I adore you so much and want to make sure your first time is amazing" Yunho pressed a long lingering kiss to yout lips, which made you sigh and let your shoulders relax. "Come on, lie down for me and I'll make you feel so good"

That was how you ended up early Thursday afternoon topless and making out with Yunho. You had only ever thought of him as a friend but theres no denying that he was a looker.

You kissed for what seemed like hours but was only actually a few minutes while Yunho groped your boobs.

"Your tits are stunning doll, how has no one ever touched these!" Yunho took the time to roll the sensitive nubs between his fingers, making you let out the softest yet most sinful noises that Yunho has ever heard come from you. Granted Yunho was secretly loving that he was the first one to ever touch them.

"Even your moans are soft, soft and pretty just like you" and just when you think you couldn't blush more thats when he decides to take off your bottoms and the rest of his clothes. Yunho wasted no time considering a pretty girl was letting him have sex with her.

At first it was a finger, just one finger, and it probed so softly in between your folds so that he wouldn't hurt you. Yunho stayed like this for a while, just thrusting one finger and using his thumb to rub tiny circles on your clit, he wanted you really relaxed before he moved things further.

"How's this doll?" Yunho asked, when he added a second finger.

"Hmm, not so bad" you mused, the little circles on your clit drawing you closer and closer to something that you didn't know much about.

"Ok, and what about this?" Yunho fingers added more pressure and it somehow got you even closer.

"Yun, It feels funny, like it's building up?" your voice was so breathless you don't even know how you managed to even say it.

"It's ok sweetie it's called an orgasm, just let go I promise i've got you"

"OOH fuck-" and before you knew it, you were 'letting go' your whole body was shaking from the intense pleasure.

After about a few seconds you started to come down, breathing heavily and wiping some sweat that had formed on your forehead. Yunho leaned down to sweetly kiss your lips, a smile plastered on his face,

"You did so well, nice and relaxed now hmm?" he asked, even though he knew the answer.

All you could do was nod, still a little too hazy to talk and Yunho understood. He didn't ask you to answer him he was just glad that now you were ready for him.

"I'm gonna push in now ok? it might sting a little so let me know if you wanna stop" Yunho warned after putting on the condom and then he pushed in.

Yunho was immediately met with resistance, and a few whimpers from you.

"Ow ow mmh, oh-"

"It's ok baby, I promise it's ok, just take a deep breath"

You took a deep breath-

"That's it doll let me in-"

"It's so deep-"

Everything was blurry, the only things on your mind was the feeling of his dick inside you. Was sex always this intoxicating?

You couldn't comprehend anything, all you could do was moan and grip the sheets. It was all so overwhelming but in such a good way.

Yunho wasn't much different, he just kept thrusting at a soft pace to get you used to the feeling and once he thought you were truely ready for him thats when he started to go a little faster.

When he started to go faster thats when you could no longer take it, becoming an even more moaning mess and even crying a little, it just felt so good, too good.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any more, MORE, Yunho started rubbing those tiny circles on your clit again.

"I'm close, are you close?" Yunho grunted out, his thrusts still staying at the same pace. To be honest you weren't close before but now that he was rubbing on your sweet spot, you were instantly close.

"Yeah, close" you still couldn't speak full sentences but that was enough information for Yunho to know that you were enjoying yourself, otherwise you would have asked him to stop.

Within seconds of asking that question Yunho was cumming, all hot and warmth filled you up but not really, which you knew you would be thankful for later. A few more of those addictive circles later was when you were cumming again, this time somehow even stronger than the last.

"Oh my god that was amazing" Yunho was the first to speak, while you were still catching your breath Yunho took to wiping you down with a cloth and leaving small kisses along your body.

"Mmh, it was, thank you" You finally were able to say something after the cloudy haze started to ebb away. "Didn't think it was gonna feel that good like fuck me I've been missing out" you added.

"You can thank those circles, most men forget to do that and only think about themselves. I hope it didn't hurt too much"

"I mean at the beginning it did but it was so fucking good after" you sat up after being offered back your top and a glass of water.

"So, same time tomorrow??

"Theres nothing else I'd rather be doing."

[ranposbabe]

Infidel | Johan Liebert x Reader

Chapter 4

The breeze was soft. The sky was splattered with shades of a dull grey.

While others would find irritation in such wheather. It brought you comfort knowing you could find sanctuary in such loneliness out in nature.

But of course calmness cannot last forever.

“I’m sick of bringing you to this shit show of a field, y/n !”

“I’m perfectly capable of walking here.” You sigh, tugging at the cuff of your sleeve. “You needn’t stress yourself driving me here. Especially since I cannot recall ever asking you to.”

Your back is turned to him and yet this somehow irritates him more than your sly comments. The stream flows fast yet steady. It’s so steady. Unlike the buzzing.

“Well come on now. You can watch the piss stream flow by any day now let’s get going.” At that he slams the car door.

You don’t fasten your seat belt. Wanting to escape the car as quickly as possible.

You can’t help but wonder why your father wants to take you specifically to a case he’s involved with. For a while now, your fathers been sneaking around chasing this man that you have no interest to learn the name of who your father is certain is involved of handling drugs around the neighbourhood and apparently there’s a child involved.

Your father has been playing pretend friends with the man to gain information. You suppose he wants you to try and find signs of neglect since a young child is involved.

“Now I’m gonna talk to him in a separate room but while that’s happening you sneak round the living room but make sure you don’t search out the child, let the child come to you.”

You nod at his words more so for him.

You don’t need instructions from him.

Perhaps your father was still in his commander role since he always had to explain everything to his colleges that lack the average amount of brain cells.

The car pulls up to a small apartment complex that looked as if though it had been rotting for decades. Although you cannot speak as your apartment had also looked as if though it belonged in the slums.

“It’ll be fine.” Your father attempts to soothe you as if you were a child. Whatever impression you gave off he was surely mistaken. As per usual. “Get off.” You mutter, rubbing off imaginary dirt from your sleeve as you hurriedly walk right past him and into the slums.

“You know you can’t keep giving me the cold shoulder forever, y/n.” He states.

He walks far behind you as you sluggishly make your way up the dainty staircase.

“Is it because I didn’t invite you out drinking last week ?” You shake your head at the imbecile. You’re right. He is always behind you.

“Ah Mr l/n ! So great to see an old friend !” The door is already opened before you reach the top of the stairs. A drunken middle aged man stands theres his arms wide open and his face flushed a vulgar scarlet. Your father walks straight past you as the man barely manages to acknowledge you before limping his way back into the apartment.

Your father nods your way before him and the man walk of to some small room.

Slowly but surely you start to eye around. Your eye instantly catches the small scratches towards the end of the door.

Unless a stray had been around you doubt it was caused by an animal. As you step closer towards the corner of the room your nose scrunches up at the noticeable smell. Urine. Despite the tissues that out on the floor, it’s clear to you that there wasn’t much effort into wiping away the unhygienic area.

Hearing a slight shuffle behind you, you look back over your shoulders to discover a small girl no older than six hovering from side to side. Her mouth is slightly opened yet she doesn’t make a sound. The long sleeves hides any indication of bruising or markings. She holds a stuffed toy. Her head slightly tilts towards the wall to her left and it’s then you see the child’s piece of artwork.

Written in crayons, low on the wall displayed for all to see of such foul word that not only a child shouldn’t know but also shouldn’t be able to perfectly spell. There on the stained wall was the word.

WHORE

Somewhat amused, you crouch down before the shy girl pointing at the word.

“Is that suppose to be me ?”

Before you could analyse the girl further, both men walk out the room distant as per usual. Perhaps the young girl and you shared some in common.

“y/n.” He whistles, nodding back towards the door. Calling you as if you were a dog.

You rise as she rubs the toys stomach repeatedly almost as if she were agitated. She pats the bunny’s head. Wash. She wants in washed. “Next time I come here he will be as pretty as you.” You tell, taking the worn down toy from the girls tight hands.

At that you leave, not daring to look back at the young girl who now has nothing to clutch on to. Oh how you definitely shared more in common.

“Any thoughts ?” You father starts, already pulling out of the driveway. “Clearly he has been bringing prostitutes often.” You sigh.

“He makes sure the prositutes in bed yet not the child.”

“So what did you learn from him.” You attempt to have a conversation with him to somehow give the impression that you actually tolerate his company. However the mask does slip as he recalls you “eyeing towards heaven”

What lies.

“That needn’t concern you.”

Now whose giving the cold shoulder ?