#welcome back anon 💗

[aajjks]

BC!JK

you can't believe it. the man you want to take you out on a date has never taken a woman on a date in his entire life. it's shocking news because (not to be mean but..) jungkook has been with various women. although you aren't aware how long his string of women are you were expecting him to have taken at least ONE GIRL on a date but what he's telling you or rather confessing to you is that he never has and has no clue on what to do on a date. you wonder if this should be looked at like a red flag because in some cases, this is a red flag.

he must have messed around a lot.

you're sure at least one of these girls asked him out and he either broke their heart or rejected them.

you don't think too much about it but your shock is obvious and you can understand why he never asked. women came easy to him. with his looks and wealth combined, who wouldn't want to be with a charming guy like him? well, you didn't but look at where you are now and despite the disbelief you feel, jungkook tells you that he wants to make this experience the best for you. FOR YOU.

how sweet because this date should be just as memorable for him as well but you know just how centered you are in his world.

its been like that since the both of you were 19.

"wow, you've never been on a date? not even one?"

not one.

"huh. well, i guess i can teach you a few things, and don't think i didn't catch your little pun there" you wink before putting your hand up to your face in a thinking pose.

where is a good place to start for a date?

"lesson number one, choose a place that's fun for you and your person of interest. i'm not sure what are hobbies are but i love to paint, obviously, i love food, and uhhhh...i like amusement parks despite me being a huge wimp when it comes to rollercoasters" before you can continue, jungkook's mother calls for the both of you to return to the dining room.

"JUNGKOOK! I KNOW YOU ARE NOT SCREWING THAT BROAD IN MY HOUSE! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!" she yells.

"pick a fun place then text me the date and time okay? we better hurry up before your mom throws something at me" you joke as you fix yourself up a bit before looking at jungkook.

you gasp "oh my gosh, there's a mark on your face! i-i didn't mean to hit you that hard. your mom is going to kill me" you bring your hand to jungkook's cheek and rub the small hand mark on his face from when you slapped him.

"here, slap me back so we can be even"

“ Are you fucking insane or what? YN… don’t suggest shit like this..” he whispers angrily, because how could you even suggest him slapping you? Even when he used to bully you, he never physically struck you.

Maybe he pushed you, but that was it. “ honestly, your slap isn’t really that big of a deal…. Got me a little hard but you know…” he giggles, winking.

Your expressions are adorable, because you make a gagging sound at that. “MOM WE ARE NOT FUCKING!” he roll his eyes because he wishes that you two were but maybe that day will come soon. “ OK then I’ll text you all the details now. Let’s just go and enjoy our meal he says, sighing, I’m just like that he takes your hand and it and guides you back to the dining room.

There is his father and mother, his mother is rolling her eyes at something his father probably said. What is Mother’s problem? She’s always so mean. “Here we are.” He announces his presence suddenly, and the couple seem to stop bickering.

His father’s attention is back on you and it’s bugging him a little because he’s so focused on you. “Father- you are staring.” he rolls his eyes, because why would anyone look at you for too long?

Jungkook sits back down and his mother is quick to point out his red right cheek. “Ugh It’s nothing I tripped.” He shrugs and you get a little awkward, but then his father starts to converse with you.

“Yn?! After the desert I’ll take you home… and I got you a little gift…” jungkook rudely interrupts your conversation because he doesn’t like him when your attention is not focused on him. He’s toxic like that but you’ll have to get used to that.

Jungkook doesn’t bother to reply to both of his parents question about gift until a servant comes in with a Tiffany and Co. Shopping bag.

His mother is definitely surprised, his father doesn’t really care, because he is still busy staring at you, “yn… I got you a pendant… I hope you like it.” He gives you a goofy smile.

You are his crush after all.

“please wear it.” he requests to you as he gets up from his seat and takes the shopping bag from the servant and puts it on your lap.

[screampied]

all rhis squirt talk made me think of Suguru. there’s something fundamentally wrong with my brain 😔

(why is it that everytime i disappear and come back we’re always talking about squirting?💀 on this note, sorry for disappearing 😭)

- 🦦

LMAO real but i don’t know 🧍🏽‍♀️🧍🏽‍♀️some anons are comfy w talkin to me ab sex ‘n squirting and i never mind 🧚🏽‍♀️🧚🏽‍♀️ squirting in specific, i don’t know 🧍🏽‍♀️

a few anons came ‘n told me that they squirted for the first time and i was so proud 🫂 but this is the screampied squirt nation so it’ll always be a topic of discussion 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[rintaroll]

guys if u guys used to know me pls dont be stranger & drop by

[levinbolts]

💌 ask of the day: which game are you currently playing? :-)

most recently i’m replaying pokemon violet, but i’ve been consistently playing final fantasy xvi for a while !

[makeyoumine69]

i would love to see more jealous patrick ❤️😫

Hello, dear anon!💗

Ohhh, jealous Patrick is a thing!

In the middle of dinner with Bateman's family in Dorsia, the reservation Patrick had been trying to get all week, you needed a moment to powder your nose. On your way back to your table, you were playing with the ring Patrick had gifted you a week ago—a huge gem shone on it whenever you rolled it between your fingers—but when you were distracted by the waiter, you accidentally dropped the ring, and if the stranger hadn't caught it, it would have rolled across the floor to God only knew where.

"Oh, thank you so much!" You beamed and smiled as the unfamiliar but handsome man returned the ring.

"It's nothing, really." He replied, examining you curiously from head to toe.

Such attention made you embarrassed, but then you felt a burning sensation between your shoulders. When you turned around, you locked your confused gaze with Bateman's, his hazel eyes piercing through yours like sharp daggers.

"Uh, thanks again! But I have to go!" With these words you walked away from the stranger before he could tell you something else.

Sheepishly you approached the table where Patrick, his parents and his brother Sean with his date were waiting for you. And even though Bateman's face was devoid of emotion, the moment you took your seat, his large palm found its way to your inner thigh in the blink of an eye.

"So, who was that guy?" He whispered in your ear, leaning closer so only you could hear. "And why was he touching you?"

You let out a shaky breath and smiled politely over Mrs. Bateman's comment that she was glad you were finally back. "What?" You asked bewilderedly without looking at the man next to you. "I just dropped my ring."

"You dropped the ring?" Patrick almost chuckled, his hand diving deeper between your legs under the table, forcing you to grab it to keep him from going any further. "Forgot how to wear a ring, sunshine?" The man took the opportunity to nip at your neck while everyone at the table was busy with each other. "When we get home, I'll remind you… I'll remind you of everything."

His skillful fingers reached beneath your skirt no matter how hard you tried to stop them. Now, they were brazenly playing with the lace of your panties and perfectly hiding beneath the soft material of your dress.

"Patrick," you gasped, gripping the table to stifle a moan as Bateman pressed his thumb against your blushing clit. "Please," your pathetic pleas only brought a broad grin to his smug face. "Stop."

And then Patrick's mother asked you a question you couldn't even hear as your whole body was focused on the rising tension in your lower abdomen as the man was relentless in his intentions to work you up.

"Excuse me…could you please repeat your question? You asked, completely awkward.

Patrick smirked arrogantly and leaned back in his chair. "She asked if you liked the food," he muttered mockingly, before shoving his two digits into your oozing pussy. "Believe me, Mother, she is enjoying the evening. Am I right, honey?"

Paralyzed, you were about to explode at how shamelessly Bateman was behaving, literally fingering you in front of his family. Biting your lower lip for a second, you tried to take a sip of mineral water, but the man wouldn't let you as he intensified his ministrations, curling his fingers to stimulate that spongy spot inside you that made you grip the surface of the table once again.

"Yes…everything is perfect," you managed to blurt out, sensing the cool metal of his Rolex gliding along your hot skin, the contrast only heightening the pleasure. "Thank you, Patrick."

"You're welcome, darling," the man chirped, leaning closer to peck your cheek in an affectionate, pretending way, only to purr into your ear. "Tonight I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't even remember your own name." And with that, Bateman sat back, looking cheeky as ever, as he felt your inner walls contracting around his fingers once he began to rub your little bud with his thumb.

Mrs. Bateman couldn't help but smile. "Oh, you two are so adorable! Such a loving couple."

With a soft chuckle, Patrick grinned in pure delight. "Thank you. We really are."

Bastard.

[lavendermin]

Please don't leave us hanging from the Jing yuan drabble I'm afraid you awoken something in me (take your time also take good care of yourself 💖💯💯)

If you mean the little drabble of jing yuan being told he’s going to have 8 kids in the future, I have soooo many thoughts I’m trying to put together. He makes me insane, anon 🫠💗💗💗

a continuation based off this post below

cw | pregnancy, breeding kink, fem reader

Needless to say the words linger in his mind for the rest of the day. They play over and over in Jing Yuan’s head. He needs to process them, but what’s there to process?

Coming from the Master Diviner of all people, it was a prominent future she saw. It tells him two things: one, Fu Xuan has been checking up on him (this one is her job actually) and two, he’ll be quite busy with his spouse soon.

How soon? Jing yuan can’t help but wonder. And he didn’t want to pry with Fu Xuan. Best not to give her the upper hand with something to tease him with.

“Something on your mind, love?” Your question brings him out of his pondering. He takes a seat on the couch next to you, a quiet sigh leaving his lips as he sinks into the plush comfort.

“Just a few things I have to do.” His reply is vague and the smug smile he wears makes you raise a brow.

You shuffle over to straddle his thighs, nimble hands working into his tense shoulders.

“A lot of work recently? Will you be busier?”

He chuckles, closing his eyes to relish the attention you give him.

“Mm. Something along those lines.”

“Want me to run a bath for us?”

His hands absentmindedly settle on your hips. “A little later. Haven’t even kissed my wife yet.”

You can’t help but smile with a little roll of your eyes, easily giving in and placing a peck to his lips. It’s chaste and loving—a sincere ‘welcome home’. But as Jing Yuan chases your lips, it’s clear there’s something more he’s after.

You pull away breathless, a string of saliva connecting you both. It’s a little obscene, even for him. “J-Jing–”

He cuts you off as his lips slot over yours again, his tongue pushing into your mouth greedily. This kind of possessiveness was rare with him. It lit a fire in your belly when he got like this. But…

“Jing Yuan– Wait,” you lightly push him off you. His lips continue to feverishly press kisses to your jaw and neck. A sharp gasp leaves you as his hands start to slowly grind you back and forth on his thigh. “L-Love, I’m ovulating. We can’t– It’s too risky.”

It wasn’t like him to be this lost to reason. A rumble akin to a growl leaves him as soon as you mention it. By now your neck is littered in marks he’s sucked to the delicate skin there. Jing Yuan is breathless as he uses all the resolve he has left to stop, his breath hot against your bare chest where he was already pulling down your top.

You can’t help looking at him with concern. In an instant, he looks up at you with composure back under rein. His smile is sweet, devilish as it hides the insatiable hunger that’s growing at an alarming rate.

“All the more reason to make love to my precious wife, wouldn’t you say?”

With the opportunity presented to himself and the tangible future of his wife, lovely and pregnant, he thinks himself a fool not to start now.

You chuckle at first, assuming it’s some of Jing Yuan’s usual teasing. But as his eyes lock with yours, unwavering and pupils blown wide with lust as his arms press you further against his broad body, it dawns on you that he’s completely serious.

“You– We,” you stutter as you feel your core throb with a surge of need. Damn those hormones during your ovulation. In a small, shaky voice you ask, “I thought you said you wanted to wait until you retired… Do you really want to try for a baby?”

There’s a glimmer in your eyes, chest tight with a flood of different emotions. Anticipation, unabashed lust, adoration.

Jing Yuan responds with a chuckle, opting to gently pull your face for a kiss. This one is only a light simmer of the ardent need he has to breed you until dawn.

“If you’re agreeable, of course. There’s a saying from a few star systems down that says life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans. I’ve already made you my wife, I’d love to also make you a mother.”

The bright smile that breaks on your face is all the answer he needs as you pull his face in to litter kisses all over his face, ending by going in for a kiss that leaves him smiling like an idiot. Your idiot.

Jing Yuan has no plans to retire soon, but officially starting his family rejuvenated his resolve to continue as general for a while longer. There was still work to be done to keep the Xianzhou safe and ensure the era of peace continues for his children. He’ll have to thank Fu Xuan later for the slip of her tongue.

And it’s no surprise that making love to you for the next few consecutive days proves fruitful a couple weeks later.

Gossip and rumor spreads fast, especially with Jing Yuan being general of the Luofu. He’s constantly in the eye of the public. Once your tummy starts showing a bit more, he can’t help but stroll around proudly with you by his side—his hand protectively on your belly whenever he can. The people call your pregnancy a sign of abundant good luck, an omen for exceptional good to come in the future. Likewise, Jing Yuan is positively over the moon as a soon-to-be-father.

He can’t wait to hold his twin girls in a few months.

And after that, he can breed you again. And again. And again. It’s in his future, after all.

[lvnleah]

this is a really long request ess t so feel free to ignore lol

Reader got pregnant young and drunk so has a young daughter and works in a pub. Alessia has been going to pub since joining arsenal bc it’s cozy and near her house and they met. They become close friends (they're in LOVE with each other but are kind of oblivious to eachother), everytime she has a chance Alessia spends time with R and R daughter, always always together, they're basically a married couple with a kid, to the point Alessias lockscreen is a picture of the 3 of them but she never told anyone about the pub and or R and her daughter (who basically grew up with less around, loves her like her other mum) because she wants to protect them. One day the arsenal girls ask her where she always goes, andl she takes them to the pub. At the pub less is nervous and when the girls ask her what is wrong she see a creepy man bothering R, when he touches her she goes mad, shocking everyone including herself when she punches him. Girls are shocked bc they saw sweet Alessia punching someone and they now know about her and R. Team learn more about R and her daughter and after meeting for good reader and daughter and see how they behave, they help Alessia finally confess her feelings. 💗💗

Finding home | Alessia Russo

I truly love this so thank you for the idea anon!

word count: 2.4k | masterlist

You hadn’t expected much when you clocked into your shift at the pub that evening. It was another long night ahead, and the buzz of conversation mingled with the clinking of glasses had already settled into a steady rhythm. At 25, you had your life together—or as together as it could be.

You had Daisy, your bright, energetic 4-year-old daughter, who was your world. You’d gotten pregnant at 21, and while those early days had been overwhelming, you found a way to cope. Between work and raising Daisy, you had a routine, a flow to your days.

Then one night she walked in—Alessia. She caught your attention the second she stepped through the door. You didn’t know who she was at the time. Just another customer. But something about her stood out. Maybe it was the way she smiled, that soft, genuine curve of her lips, or how her eyes crinkled slightly at the edges, filled with warmth even though you hadn’t exchanged more than a hello.

“Hi,” she said, leaning on the counter, her voice soft but steady. “I’m new to the area.”

You found yourself smiling back, something about her putting you at ease. “Welcome. What can I get you?”

You didn’t know it then, but that was the start of everything.

Over the next few weeks, Alessia became a regular at the pub. It didn’t take long for the two of you to become close. She’d just moved to the area, having signed with Arsenal, and though she was adjusting to her new life, she always found her way back to the pub. Back to you.

There was something natural about the way you two clicked. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and before long, you were hanging out outside of work. Coffee here, a walk there. Soon, she’d met Daisy, and the bond between the three of you grew quickly. Alessia had a way with Daisy, a knack for making her laugh in that full-belly kind of way that made your heart swell.

You weren’t blind to how you felt about Alessia. The way your heart quickened when she smiled at you, how your day brightened when you saw her name pop up on your phone. You knew, deep down, that you were in love with her. And you could tell Alessia felt the same. But neither of you ever said it. The fear of ruining what you had, of stepping over that invisible line, kept you both silent.

A year passed, and nothing had really changed—yet everything had. You were 26 now, Alessia 25, and Daisy, who had just turned 5, had started to call Alessia her “other mum” to other people. She adored Alessia, clinging to her whenever she was around, and you couldn’t blame her. Alessia made you both feel seen and cared for.

Movie nights with Alessia and Daisy had quickly become a tradition, a cosy ritual that the three of you looked forward to at the end of a long week. Tonight was no different.

Daisy, ever the ball of energy, was bouncing around the living room in her pyjamas, clutching her favourite stuffed animal while you set up the film. You smiled to yourself, watching her dance around in excitement. The movie didn’t really matter—Daisy rarely stayed still long enough to watch the entire thing—but it was the atmosphere that counted.

Alessia sat on the couch, her long legs stretched out as she tried to corral Daisy. “C’mere, munchkin!” she called, laughing when Daisy climbed up onto her lap with a dramatic sigh.

You grabbed the bowl of popcorn and settled in on the other side of the couch, the warm weight of the evening wrapping around the three of you like a blanket. Alessia leaned in slightly, close enough that your arms brushed, and Daisy nestled herself between you both, already giggling at something on the screen.

As the movie started, Daisy squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable between you and Alessia. “What’s this one called again?” she asked, her wide eyes flicking between you both.

“It’s Moana, remember?” Alessia answered, gently brushing a strand of Daisy’s hair out of her face. “We’ve watched it, like, ten times already.”

Daisy giggled, snuggling closer to Alessia. “Oh yeah! I like when she sings. You know, like this—” She cleared her throat dramatically before belting out, “I am Moana!” with as much enthusiasm as her little lungs could muster.

Alessia laughed, looking over at you with that familiar playful smile. “She’s a natural, don’t you think?”

You grinned, nodding. “Definitely. We might have a future superstar on our hands.”

Daisy giggled. “I’m gonna be just like Moana when I grow up. Right, Lessi?”

Alessia leaned down, her eyes twinkling as she whispered conspiratorially, “I think you’re already cooler than Moana.”

Daisy’s face lit up. “Really?”

“Really,” Alessia said with a wink. “Moana’s brave, but I bet she couldn’t dribble a football like you.”

Daisy giggled, delighted by the compliment. “You’re right! I’m better!” Then, after a moment, she asked, “Can we play football tomorrow? You can show me more tricks?”

“Of course,” Alessia replied, her voice soft. “I’ll teach you anything you want. You’re gonna be a pro in no time.”

Daisy seemed to consider this for a moment, then added, “And after football, can we have ice cream?”

Alessia glanced at you, raising an eyebrow as if asking for permission. You shrugged, smiling. “If you both behave.”

“Yessss!” Daisy pumped her fist, clearly excited about tomorrow’s plans.

As the movie continued, Daisy asked a hundred questions, as usual. “Why is the ocean magic? Can we go to the ocean tomorrow too?” she asked, leaning back against Alessia.

Alessia smiled, amused by Daisy’s endless curiosity. “We’ll have to see how far we can get after football and ice cream. It might be a bit too cold for the ocean though, we might have to stick to swimming.”

“Yay!” Daisy cheered, then turned to you. “Mummy, can we bring Lessi to swimming lessons with us?”

You exchanged a glance with Alessia, feeling your heart warm at how easily Daisy wove her into your lives. “Of course, we can, Dais.”

With that, Daisy seemed satisfied, and her questions quieted down as she nestled into Alessia’s side. Alessia wrapped an arm around her, keeping her close, and shot you a soft, affectionate smile.

“Guess I’m stuck with you two, huh?” she whispered teasingly.

You chuckled, nudging her gently. “You know you love it.”

“I really do,” she murmured, her voice so quiet you almost missed it, but the warmth in her eyes said enough.

You noticed how effortlessly Alessia fit into your life. She wasn’t just a guest here; she belonged. The way she held Daisy’s hand when a particularly suspenseful scene came on, or how she absentmindedly passed you the popcorn—every movement, every glance, felt like home.

Daisy, always the chatterbox, kept turning to ask questions about the movie, and Alessia, ever patient, answered each one as though it was the most important thing in the world. It was moments like this that made your heart swell.

Halfway through the movie, Daisy had curled up against Alessia’s chest, her eyes drooping with sleep. Alessia shifted slightly, careful not to wake her, and you caught the soft look in her eyes as she glanced down at Daisy. There was so much love in that look, so much tenderness that it made your breath catch.

You had become something of an old married couple, without ever defining what “you” were. There were stolen glances, playful touches, and inside jokes that only the two of you understood. You were always together, practically inseparable, and people around you began to notice.

Some of Alessia’s friends had caught on—Lotte had met you early on and was one of the few who knew the whole story. But others had only heard bits and pieces about a girl Alessia had met. She never mentioned your name or Daisy.

It was a Thursday night when Alessia brought some of her teammates to the pub. You didn’t know at first, of course. You were busy behind the bar, moving from one customer to the next, keeping up with orders. But when you glanced up, there they were, a group of them gathered at a table near the back. Alessia sat with them, looking slightly nervous, which wasn’t like her.

You could see her teammates chatting away, curious glances occasionally directed toward you. You wondered what she’d told them, if anything. Lotte caught your eye and waved, but the others didn’t seem to recognize you.

As the night went on, Alessia seemed more on edge. You noticed it in the way her eyes kept darting toward the bar, like she was checking on you. Then it happened. A man, one of the regulars you weren’t too fond of, had sidled up next to you at the bar, clearly a little too drunk. He’d been making comments all night, none of which sat well with you, but you’d brushed them off, used to dealing with that kind of thing. But when he reached out and touched your arm, something in the air shifted.

Before you could even react, Alessia was out of her seat. The sound of her voice, usually so soft, was sharp and commanding as she stormed over, eyes blazing.

“Get your hands off her,” she practically growled, her voice louder than you’d ever heard it.

The pub went silent. Everyone turned to watch as Alessia squared up to the man, her entire demeanour transformed. The sweet, gentle Alessia you knew was gone, replaced by someone fiercely protective, someone who wasn’t going to let anyone cross a line with you.

The man, clearly startled by her sudden outburst, backed off quickly, muttering an apology before slinking away. Alessia stood there for a moment, chest heaving, as if even she couldn’t believe what had just happened. Her teammates were wide-eyed, jaws practically on the floor. They had never seen her like that before.

When Alessia finally turned back to you, her expression softened instantly, concerned replacing the anger that had flared up moments before. “Are you okay?” she asked, her voice quieter now, almost tentative.

You nodded, still a little shocked yourself. “Yeah. Thanks.”

Alessia took a breath, running a hand through her hair as her teammates approached, clearly wanting answers. Lotte had a knowing smile on her face, but the others looked confused and curious.

“Everything okay?” Beth asked, glancing between the two of you.

Alessia hesitated for a second, then nodded. “Yeah, it’s fine. Just… protecting what’s important.”

It was then that she turned to introduce you properly to the team. “This is her,” Alessia said, her voice softer again, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “This is who I’ve been telling you about.”

You smiled awkwardly as the girls greeted you, and slowly the tension eased. They asked questions, mostly about how long you’d known each other, and how you met. But eventually, the conversation shifted to Daisy, and the smiles around the table grew warmer when they learned about your little girl.

By the end of the night, you weren’t just a mystery anymore. You were a part of Alessia’s world, just like she was a part of yours.

A few weeks had passed since the incident at the pub. Alessia had returned to her usual self, although there was a noticeable change in the way her teammates interacted with you now—warmer, more knowing. It felt like they saw you not just as a friend of Alessia’s, but as someone who was clearly important to her.

You hadn’t brought up what had happened, not wanting to make a big deal out of it, but it lingered in the back of your mind. Alessia’s protectiveness, her intensity that night—it had stirred something deep within you. You knew there was more to your relationship than just friendship, but neither of you had ever found the right moment to say it out loud.

That was, until one evening.

Alessia had just come back from training, and you were at home, tidying up after dinner with Daisy. The door swung open, and she stepped in, looking slightly flustered. Her hair was still damp from a quick post-training shower.

“Hey, you okay?” you asked, turning toward her, sensing that something was on her mind.

She hesitated for a second before crossing the room in a few strides, stopping right in front of you. Her hands reached out, resting gently on your hands, and she took a deep breath.

“I need to ask you something,” she said, her voice steady but laced with a hint of nerves.

You blinked, taken aback by the sudden seriousness. “Okay…”

Alessia bit her lip, “The girls—they’ve been telling me to just… say something. To stop being scared. And they’re right. I can’t keep pretending like this isn’t real.”

Your heart started to race. You had a feeling where this was going, but you didn’t dare assume.

“I love you,” she finally said, the words spilling out all at once. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time now, and I know you probably already know that, but I just… I needed to say it. I don’t want to be just friends anymore. I want to be with you, for real.”

Your breath caught in your throat as the weight of her words settled over you. For a moment, you couldn’t speak, too overwhelmed by the flood of emotions.

“Alessia…” you whispered, tears pricking at your eyes as you took in the sincerity in her expression.

She squeezed your hands gently as if to steady herself. “So, will you be my girlfriend? Officially?”

A smile broke across your face, and you nodded, barely able to get the words out. “Yes. Yes, of course, I will.”

Before you could say anything else, Alessia pulled you into a kiss. Her hand rested on the small of your back as the kiss deepened. It was something you’d been craving for a long time.

When you finally pulled back, Alessia was smiling “I can’t believe it took me this long,” she murmured.

You chuckled, shaking your head. “Honestly, I was waiting for you to figure it out. I was too scared.”

Alessia laughed softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Well, I’m glad I finally did.”

Just then, a sleepy voice from the doorway interrupted the moment.

“Mummy? Lessi? What’s happening?” Daisy rubbed her eyes, clearly having woken up from a nap.

Alessia crouched down to Daisy’s level, her smile widening. “Guess what, Daisy? Your mum and I… we’re officially together now.”

Daisy blinked, processing the information. Then, with a huge grin, she ran over and hugged Alessia around the neck. “Yay! Does that mean we can be a family now?”

You exchanged a tender look with Alessia before nodding. “Yeah, Dais. We already are a family.”

[queer-n-here]

*falls from the sky* Hello. Can I PRETTY PLEASE request for an Akutagawa x reader. So like—

We all pretty much know how bratty Akutagawa can het right? So maybe one day Akutagawa is being a little brat like ignoring you and etc so reader makes him cockwarm us? And poor poor Aku is sobbing for us to just fuck him already.

I HOPE THIS IS A DECENT IDEA💗💗

—🧛 anon

Welcome to the annon fam, yo!

I gotchu on bratty Aku rn. Hope you like it!

Contents: Akutagawa begging you to fuck him, and then you obliging.

Warnings: Smut, top male reader, biting, cocksleeve, nipple play, rough sex, gets slightly dubcon during the end, dacryphilia (all my fic have dacryphilia, I just forget to mention it lol).

Akutagawa was at his limit.

You were too cruel, too mean to him during sex. Look at you now, cock buried deep inside Akutagawa's hole as he sat on your lap. But you just wouldn't let him move! Fuck that, you weren't even looking at him!

Your eyes were glued to your paperwork instead, and you seemed fully focused on the heap of pages on your desk. Akutagawa, however, had his eyes glued to your face.

He was butt naked, arms wrapped around neck and chest pushed out towards you, his nipples erect and red. His hole was stuffed full of your cock, but you weren't letting him move. He needed it, he needed you.

He tried grinding down on your cock, pathetic hole begging to be railed. But you gripped his waist, shooting him a warning glare.

"Please, [Name]..." Akutagawa begged, his shoulders trembling. "Please."

The tears that had been collecting in his eyes all this while we're finally starting to fall, slipping down his face as he sniffled. You looked up at him at the sound, and then nonchalantly returned to your work.

"You want my attention now, hmm?" You said, moving your glasses further up your nose as you studied a document. "Only an hour ago you were ignoring me when I was trying to talk to you."

Akutagawa whined, burying his face into the crook of your neck as sobs shook his body. "Pl-please... I'm sorry."

You hummed distractedly in response, grabbing a pen and starting to write stuff down. A minute later, Akutagawa pulled away from your shoulder to look at you, face wet. He leaned forwards and placed his lips on yours.

You let him kiss you, dropping your pen back onto the table as he bit and nibbled at your lips, trying to push his tongue into your mouth. You knew he was trying to get you aroused, and because of the way his chest was rubbing against yours, you almost took the bait.

When Akutagawa pulled away breathlessly, a line of saliva still connecting your lips with his, and he looked at you pleadingly.

"Please, [Name], please." He begged. "I-I can't take this anymore..."

Sobs shook his body again, and you raised a hand to hold his chin steady. "Hmm, is that so?"

Akutagawa hated this, he hated it when you played dumb, but there was nothing he could do outside of nodding pathetically.

"What do you want me to do, then?" You asked him, the ghost of a smirk on your face.

"J-just..." He swallowed, face heating up. "Fuck me. Please, [Name], can you fu-fuck me?"

"My," Your thumbs rubbed over his nipples, and Akutagawa gasped and leaned into the touch, cock twitching. "When you ask so nicely, how can I deny?"

You stood up, making him gasp again and clutch your neck tighter for balance. With one sweep of your arm, the stack of papers on your desk had fallen to the ground, individual sheets flying everywhere. In their place you laid Akutagawa down on his back, looming over him.

His hole was slick around your cock, and when you lowered your head to kiss and suck on his nipples, it tightened around you, begging desperately. You obliged it, pulling your cock out till only the tip was in, before thrusting the entire length in again. Akutagawa arched his back, his hand grabbing the back of your head to hold it closer against his chest as he moaned.

You started thrusting in a rhythm, the loud squelches and moans from Akutagawa almost drowned out by the sound of skin slapping skin. He wrapped his legs around your waist as you pounded into him, rough and fast.

Your movements were aggressive, and Akutagawa was getting louder with each thrust, face screwed up and wet hair sticking to his forehead as an endless stream of tears slipped down his face. You pulled away from his chest, placing your hands on either side of his head and fucking him so hard his blunt nails dug into your back, drawing blood.

"Fffu- Hah! [Name]! Nggh!"

Your eyes were glued to his pretty face, his swollen lips and red cheeks. Fuck, he looked so sexy crying like that, eyelashes wet and eyes blurred. You sped up further, cock assaulting his hole with the ferocity of a starving animal.

"You like getting fucked like this, right?" You hissed through gritted teeth. "You like it when you're nothing but a cock sleeve, hmm?"

And he nodded senselessly, mouth open with moans that grew into cries as you abused his walls with your tip.

A particular thrust made him arch his back right off the desktop, and you shifted to hit his sweet spot again, feeling him clench around you. Akutagawa wrapped his arms around your shoulders, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

You fucked him hard and raw, your desire primal and inhuman as you bit down on his shoulder, making him whine. He didn't have the strength to hold onto you for any longer, and he fell back onto the desk.

His pupils were blown out, and his brain was getting cloudier with each nudge of your tip against his sweet spot. His poor brain couldn't think of anything outside that cock of yours anymore, stuffing him full so nicely, making him lose the feeling in his legs.

His own cock was slapping uselessly against his stomach, and you reached forwards to stroke it, your hand moving in the same rhythm as your hips. Akutagawa squirmed, almost screaming now, his hands scrambling around for purchase as you brought him closer to his orgasm.

He came, ropes of come shooting out of his cock as his hole squeezed so tight around you it was getting hard to thrust in it. He waited for you to slow down, but even as he came down from his high, you only let go of his dick, but continued your onslaught of his hole.

"No! [Name], ple-Ugh!" Akutagawa tried to pull away from grasp. "I just... Nggh! I just c-came, please! Hah!"

But you still didn't slow down. "You wanted me to fuck you so bad, right? So what's the problem now?"

Akutagawa sobbed and struggled, but you wouldn't let him go, so he gave up on his attempts, choosing to ramble on about sensitivity and breaks instead. With how his sentences were broken and punctuation with moans and cries, you could very easily pretend to not understand him.

You fucked him till you felt your own orgasm loom around the corner, heat building in your stomach. You leaned down to capture Akutagawa's lips in a kiss, biting harshly and making him sob. You came in him, your seed painting his walls white as you slowed down, hitting his sweet spot one last time before stopping.

The feeling of your come in him was enough to drive his sensitive body to a second orgasm, and more cum pooled on his stomach, dripping down his sides as you pulled out to look at him.

Akutagawa's expression was dazed, his bruised and marked chest heaving up and down with each breath. You gently pushed away the sweat-soaked hair sticking to his forehead, and planted a kiss in its place.

"You okay?" You whispered to him, and he nodded, eyes only half-open.

"Come on then," You slid your arms around him and lifted him up, letting him weakly put his limp arms around your shoulders. "Let's get you cleaned up, love."

[mini-mews]

animal crossing and alien noises <3

request: hi! i hope ur doing well, i love ur acc and i wanted to ask if you can do some shota x reader fluff,,, maybe he sneaks into ur room to cuddle and talk :)) 💗

p1harmony shota haku (soul) x gn!reader

wc: 705

summary: Shota comes home late to find you comfy and he can't resist melting into the warm bed with you, a bubble of love blocking off the outside world.

a/n: hii anon!! thank you so much for this request, it was super soft annd i really enjoyed writing it, so i hope you enjoy it lots <3

Shifting around in bed as you bury yourself into the blankets, the switch sitting in your hand lights up. Soft music chimes out as your island comes into view, Animal Crossing displayed. It was just past 11pm, only a few minutes after Soul had sent you a text. 

‘Are you still awake? 〵(•́ ꞈ •̀)〴’

‘Yeah m’ just in bed now, do you have yer key? ♡’ 

‘Yesss!! cya 15 mins ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ’

Knowing he probably freshened up at the company you got comfortable checking through your island to pass time. Quiet chimes of the music fills the space as the side lamp gives a warm glow to the room and before you knew it, the telltale sound of keys jingling could be heard.

Footsteps down the hall as your eyes follow a dark spot in the water, trying to get close enough to trigger a fishing event without scaring it off. The sound of footsteps and water splashing rise and suddenly stop as the screen reads out ‘I caught a sea bass- no, wait! This is at least a C+’ making you scrunch your nose. 

As you glare down at the sea bass with terrible puns, Shota stands leaned against the doorframe admiring you. The cute face you're making at the screen, how comfy you look curled up in bed, the light illuminates you so perfectly, gently kissing your skin Shota bites back a wide smile. When you finally look up, locking eyes with him as he moves towards you.

“Hi baby, welcome home.” You whispered out as he settled into bed, allowing himself to get tangled within the blankets and you, throwing an arm over your belly to pull you flush against him. “How was practice? Are the boys doing well?” Shota gave quiet recounts of his day, not wanting to ruin the calming environment you’d had created. He’d talk about funny stories of recording with Theo and Keeho, how Jiung and Intak kept teasing each other during practice, and the new moves he created with Jongseob. You nodded along as you continued your little tasks in the game, Shota watching intently. 

It was only after you finished showing off your latest creation of a heart shaped pond did you notice that he had stopped talking and was watching you instead of the game, making your face heat up at the sudden attention. 

Shutting it down and putting it aside you turn back to him,“What’s up Sho?” Mumbling out as you slide further into the bed, shifting around until you're laid on his chest, leg thrown over his, peering up through your lashes until it’s his turn to shyly avert his eyes away from your stare. 

Nudging your chin into his chest to bring his attention back to you, you ask again, “What’s on your mind baby?”. It seemed so intimate, the way you whisper it, soft eyes looking up at him as he wraps his arms to press you almost impossibly closer to him. “I love you so much.” He says barely above a whisper as he locked eyes with you, a toothy smile spreading. 

A wave of warmth hits you as you bury your face in his chest, caught off guard by the confession. “You can’t just say that all of a sudden…” The words are muffled by his shirt but still causes an airy laugh to escape him. “You asked, didn't you?” Shota said, still amused by your reaction, “I’m just really grateful to come home to you, Y/n.” You could feel his heartbeat under your fingertips, the warm feeling infectious as he pressed a kiss to your temple. “I love you too, my alien.” Huffing out one of his signature noises, you’d smile attempting to echo it back to him. 

A home filled to the brim with warmth and love. Shota runs his hand up and down your back, sometimes stopping to draw patterns on your skin as your palm smooths against his cheek brushing his hair. Eventually your eyelids start to get heavier, as your breathing steadily falls into deep sleep, Shota holds you close whispering out “I’ll love you forever.” before shutting off the lights, joining you in dreamland. 

i hope you enjoyed, please like/comment/reblog as any interactions is greatly appreciated and motivating! ©mini-mews

[purinfelix]

congrats on 1k !! can i plz request a hot cocoa for joao felix w show me how (maybe smt like "show me how you care"?) tysm 💗

tell me why your hands are cold ⟡ ݁₊ . - joao felix

w/c: 350 a/n: lovvedd this idea! haven't written for my baby in so longg i hope u like this anon <333

this is part of my 1k event - check out the rules here!!

Joao had never liked London weather - it was gloomy, most days rainy and constantly freezing cold. And it didn't make training any easier.

But he did have one solace, the knowledge that no matter the weather or how bad training went, he would still be able to come home to you - waiting for him in your shared apartment with open arms.

"The minute the season's over, I'm flying back home and taking you with me," he spat out, shuffling in through the door in a huff.

"Welcome home, baby," you laugh softly from your spot on the couch, watching as he sheds his several coats and makes his way over to you. "How was training?"

"Same as always, I seriously don't know how those guys manage to stay so happy when the weather's so miserable."

"They're probably just used to it," you reason as he falls back on the couch next to you.

"Right, right," he hums, reaching over to pull you into a tight hug, but retreating the minute you gasp at the feeling of his freezing cold hands on your bare skin.

"Christ, Joao, your hands are like ice!"

"Sorry, babe," he brings his hands together, rubbing and breathing into them in a desperate attempt to warm them up.

Silently, you take his hands, intertwining your fingers with his. Soon enough, they begin to warm up against your touch, and he lets out a soft sigh of relief. Gently, you rub your thumbs against the back of his hand before bringing one of them to your lips to press a soft kiss to his knuckles.

"Yours are so warm," he breathes, almost in disbelief.

"Well, I have been at home all day," you laugh, and he does the same.

"Right, you're like my personal heat pack." Before you know it you're being pulled into a tight hug once more, Joao's face burying into the crook of your neck - and even though it might just be a desperate attempt to use you for your warmth, you're more than happy with it.

[mrsdesade]

homelander x reader reader has teleportation powers and is constantly jumpscaring homelander by teleporting right next to him or behind him randomly. i just love the idea of the reader being uncharacteristically late to one of the sevens meetings and homelander fully anticipating and bracing himself for a jumpscare at any moment. he would act annoyed but actually love it 😭😭.

Hi dear anon, thanks for your patience!💗 Homie would be really adorable on this occasion; I mean, If there's anything she loves about her partner it would be the way he uses his powers without shame! He considers you special precisely because you have particular powers and loves to see them, even If he has to pretend that it bothers him so as not to lose his intimidating aura!

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"I swear, If she's late again..."

Just as he finishes his sentence, a sudden whoosh of air fills the room. A moment later, you appear right beside him, your face inches from his. Homelander jumps, his eyes widening in surprise.

"What the hell?!"

"Sorry, I couldn't resist." you giggle, a mischievous glint in your eye. You're everything except sorry. ''But I'm here now, welcome everyone!''

Homelander rolls his eyes and try his best to hide a little amused smile. Since you discovered your teleportation powers you've been using them to prank him at every opportunity, and he's still not used to it, but he need to play cool.

"You're getting too predictable, you know?''

"Is that so? Well, let's see if you can predict this one."

With another whoosh, you disappear and reappear behind him, giving him a pinch on the back of his neck with your right hand. He spins around, his hand instinctively reaching for you but you're already to the other side of the room.

"Stop it, you goddamn brat!"

"Oh, come on dear- I mean, Homelander. It's fun. And it's a great way to keep you on your toes."

Homelander grumbles but can't deny that he enjoys the thrill of the chase. He knows that you're not trying to hurt him, just to have some fun.

You wink at him, and he can't help but smile back. As the meeting continues, Homelander finds himself glancing over his shoulder every few minutes, half-expecting you to appear out of thin air.

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Thanks again for the request! Kisses kisses! 🥰

[phoxphenex]

💗 anon comebavk 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯 can i pls req cute n fluffy texts w haechan :3

AAAAAA WELCOME BACK 💗 ANON <33

fluffy texts w haechan

[ilysungho]

hii! 30 38 64 67 with taesan pls💗 i love your work

can i be 🌸 anon?

a/n: hi love!! ofc you can be 🌸 anon! welcome to the family <3 tysm for requesting, i'd love to know what you think about this ^-^ wc: 1.1k contains: dom!taesan x sub!reader, friends to lovers?, playful? reader, thigh fucking, lowercase intended, prompts italicized

taesan's lips quivered as you ate the ice cream so seductively under him. you didn't mean to make it so sensual but the twitching in his dick doesn't help. he tried to focus on his own sweet treat, but couldn't let go of the idea of having your lips around him instead.

the way your tongue licked the melting orange juices made him gulp hard. it led him to fix his position, covering up his growing on with the cushion on your couch. his eyes stayed fixed on you, feeling thankful that he sat on top of the couch rather than beside you on the floor. taesan unknowingly bit his lips, head falling back and biting his lower lip at the sight below him.

you had just finished your popsicle, biting on the wooden stick before looking back at him. “hey taesan, have you seen any-” you didn’t expect your friend to be looking at you with such an expression, blinking to make sure you were seeing right. “why are you looking at me like that?”

he cleared his throat and sat up, the cushion still covering him so he doesn’t reveal the tent in his pants. but that doesn’t help when you take said cushion from him and gasp at the sight. you look up at him and blinked a couple times. what am i seeing?

“did i turn you on that much?” not entirely sure how to respond, you were thankful your playful nature took over instantly to help, with the accompaniment of a smirk at his direction.

“you don’t even know.... fuck.” taesan's voice was small as an embarrassed blush crept onto his face, feeling hot from the sudden turn of events. he hid his face in his hands in an attempt to try to calm down, clearing his throat once again. lightly slapping his cheeks, he composed himself before taking a look at you.

that calmness didn’t last long as he watched you lay down on the floor, pulling your thighs together and making a motion telling him to come closer with your index finger. he furrowed his eyebrows, a light smile appearing as he complied.

“you can do what you need to, but you have to buy me another popsicle later. deal?” a sly smile decorated your face as you looked at him.

“are you sure? we’re just friends y/n…”

“and? who else would help you in times of need if not your friend?”

he widened his eyes at your words, switching over to scoffing at you. his one hand grabbed your legs, putting them both over one of his shoulders, with the other hand rubbing your exposed tummy. he reached down and stretched the elastic of your fabric covering your cunt, asking, “how are you so sure that i want you laying down?”

“i know you’ll like any pose i pull. i’ve known you so long; you think i wouldn’t know how you take your flings?”

“oh so you know what i do with my flings?” he smirked while reaching his fingers inside your panty to rub your folds.

“yeah, after all, i don’t like people touching what’s mine. tough, i just watched and said nothing.”

he was baffled at your confession, licking his lips and finally rubbing circles on your clit, making you gasp at the contact. his eyes never left yours as his clothed dick rubbed against your thighs. the soft material of the shorts you wore fell right above your cunt in the position you laid in. he hurriedly pulled off his pants to reveal his cock to himself, hidden behind your thighs.

he bit his lower lip as he put the sensitive tip against the middle of your thighs, making you raise your eyebrows. “i didn’t expect this from you taesan. i thoughts you’d be more of the type to take it rough right away.”

he shook his head at your statement, further pushing into the slit between your legs. “we’re just friends yet you’re thinking about how i’d take you huh?” an amused face stayed on him as the hues of your face changed from a peachy rose to a hot pink.

you could feel his dick against the cloth covering your pussy. that combined with the way his fingers expertly rubbed your clit made your mind feel hazy. his pretty pink tip came in view as it surpassed your thighs, you letting out soft moans and groans as he pulled out just enough to thrust back in through the gap.

he pulled his hand out of your panty now, reaching to grab your boobs. he could feel that you weren’t wearing a bra (bold choice knowing you have a man in the house, but understandable choice considering said man was also your friend). he reached under your shirt now for the same purpose of fondling your breasts while he fucked your thighs.

the sounds you let out were like music to his ears, loving how he made them come out from you as he felt almost every part of you.

“gosh, y/n, you sound so amazing. imagine how amazing you’d sound when i’m fucking you senseless.”

whining at his heavy words, you shook while tightening your core. taesan’s cock continued on, quickly slipping in and out of your thigh gap thanks to his precum coating the insides, acting as lube. your own high was approaching as he took back his hand from under your shirt to reach back into your shorts. he rubbed circles once again on your clit while whispering on about how you both are almost to the edge.

“san… i’m close mmm,” you croaked out while shaking. he increased his speed at your words, making sure to hit every part of your wet bottoms that he could. he knew what lied under but only his hands had gotten a taste of it for now. his licked his lips before kissing your legs on his shoulder. then, he took one of his hands and placed it in front of your thighs, now hitting his palm every time he thrusted through you.

you moaned out his name while convulsing and cumming soon after, finding it hard to come back from your high. on the other hand, taesan used his hand and your thighs to come shortly after, splattering the white essence onto your shirt. you rolled your eyes in slight annoyance before getting up to take off your shirt.

you looked up at your friend after calming down and all you saw was his jaw drop, mostly because of your figure. he bit his lips at the sight, after which he removed the rest of your clothing, pulling you down to have your face against his semi-hard dick. leaning down to you, a low whisper erupted against your ears:

“i’m not done with you yet.”

[blues824]

But Mc having the holidays blues like really bad(I have them especially since I moves out, and live with roommates) it gets depressing, so instead of the Mc(reader) going with one of the students they go with the teachers and spend the holidays with them at their home!

Thanks for turning on anon! 🙇‍♀️💗

No problem!

You requested: Holiday Blues (slight pun because of my name lol)

Dire Crowley

His apartment was rather depressing, shrouded in black and darker colors. However, you help him decorate appropriately for the holidays. He makes you hot chocolate because he is just so kind, and he is definitely the kind of person to use his magic to lift you up so that you could place the star on the top of the tree.

This man acts like he did so much work, letting out a huge sigh as he sits down on his couch with a loud, dad-like groan. You rolled your eyes before taking his empty mug and washing it in the sink. While you’re doing that, he sneaks off to grab a present, and he slides it onto the counter when he comes back. It had your name in metallic ink, and was written in matte black wrapping paper.

Inside was a small golden locket key chain, and the sentimentality of it was what brought you to tears. You hadn’t received a present in a while, and so tears fell as you kind of just leaned into his shoulder. He didn’t really know what to do, so he awkwardly wrapped his arms around you and patted your back gently, and you just cried softly.

Divus Crewel

If anyone was more likely to take you in like he would a child to help you feel better about the holiday season, it would be this man. You would spend a lot of time with him, shopping and wrapping gifts for the other staff members. He makes sure to keep you distracted so that you have no time to mope about and wallow in self-pity, even if that’s all you want to do.

You help him decorate his apartment as well, and each ornament he has belongs in the color-theme he selected for this year, which was black, white, gold, and a splash of red. He, too, used his magic to lift you up so that you could place it on top of the tree. This is also a time where you learned that Professor Crewel preferred to remain well-dressed even in the comfort of his own home.

When he gave you your present, it had a well-written card on it. He told you how proud he was of you and how far you had come, and you didn’t even get to the gift itself before you started crying. He opened his arms to you, and you ran into them, sniffling your tears away. He placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head to comfort you, holding you as a moment of silence took hold.

Ashton Vargas

His apartment was… unique. His living room didn’t have a couch, but rather was a gym itself, despite the apartment complex having a gym. He claimed that they didn’t have the equipment he needed, and he kept you on an exercise regimen during your stay ‘so that you wouldn’t slack off.’ In reality, he didn’t know what to do about your seasonal depression, but he knows exercise can help, and he offers to exercise alongside you.

There’s not a lot of room to put up a tree, so you instead decorate the equipment stands, and you place the gifts that you wrap onto the treadmill that he owns. His kitchen has a few holiday-themed things, and you put lights on top of his cabinets so that the lights will shine onto the walls. It was simple, but it worked and spirited the place a bit more.

Coach’s gift to you was a few gift cards to a few different places in the town below NRC, as he didn’t know what you or Grim would have liked. He freaks out when you start crying, but you say, through sobs, that it was from being grateful. It had been a while since you saw someone as a family figure, and you were glad that he was the one.

Mozus Trein

When he had invited you to his house for the holidays, you were low-key kind of expecting a dungeon. Lo and behold, it was a small but warm and welcoming house. You met his two daughters, and they were very happy to meet you. They became your older sisters, in a sense, with how quickly they accepted you as their family.

A tree was decorated in the corner of the living room, and everyone sat gathered. Presents were passed out, and you were going about in a circle, unwrapping one present each. You were aware that you would be meeting your professor’s daughters, so you made sure to get them some gift cards, as you did not want to show up empty-handed. Trein told you that they would understand, but you were pretty adamant.

Eventually, it got to you, and you unwrapped the one from Mozus, him looking at you with an amused look. Inside of it were a few books to read in your free time that reminded him of you, and each of them had a message that he wrote within them. One of those messages was detailing how proud he was to call you one of his students, and that Lucius even liked you, and you wrapped your arms around him and started crying. He returned the favor, hugging you as though you were his child, and your newfound sisters joined in on the hug as well. Family hug.

Sam

He didn’t go home for the holidays, and opted to stay at the Shop because there were students who still needed things. That being said, he did invite you to celebrate in the shop with him. He’s kind of like your cousin with how close you two were. Anyway, you decided to help him decorate the shop appropriately, as it was feeling a bit dull in there. Lights lined the corners of the walls and the edges of the shelves, making it more festive.

The back of the shop looked similar, but there was a tree back there as well. His friends on the other side helped him decorate it, as well as you and Grim. It had a bunch of different colors, but it was able to portray the different personalities between the multitude of you. You smiled with nostalgia lining your lips at the star on top, and you had a feeling you were going to make it through this season unscathed.

Sam could tell that this time of year was hard on you, and it wouldn’t do any good for his little imp if they were to feel horrible by themselves. He didn’t really like this season either, but it brought in a bunch of sales, so he wasn’t going to complain. He would just invite you over to the shop so that you both could suffer together, and that suffering turned into joy as you joke around with each other while decorating.

[joelscruff]

(not a request, just wanted to share💗💗💗💗💗) I saw this on a prompt list “I wasn’t ready to say goodbye” and why is this so bfs dad joel and reader😢 my heart ughhhh

also yes to the glasses

words (boyfriend's dad!joel x f!reader) 18+

ik you said this wasn't a request, anon but this inspired me so much ;-; get ready for sadness. combining this with a request from @rrrrosie: Okay, boyfriends dad has been on my mind like crazy! Like I swear I’d just slip and tell him ‘I love you’. And he’d totally try and not say it back even if he wants to because he knows the situation they are in is so messed up. But omg he’s such a SAFE character. Idk Maybe this is a request?? Idk 😭

this fic is a direct sequel to "prove it". you can find the other fics in this series on my masterlist. and here's my kofi if you'd like to leave a tip!

summary: you and joel are left reeling from your boyfriend's discovery. rating: 18+ explicit (minors, do not interact) warnings: daddy!kink, oral (m receiving), praise kink word count: 2.2k

it's been a week since you last saw your boyfriend, since that moment in his car where you'd suspected he knew what was going on between you and his dad. it's been one long week of anxiety, worry, sadness, and now - acceptance.

joel hasn't texted you since that night and you have no idea if something happened, if your boyfriend went home and confronted him. you figured it might take a few days for them to sort out their issues, but a week? a week with complete radio silence? it's so uncharacteristic for them to be so distant, especially your boyfriend who you thought would've come back to give you a piece of his mind.

you've now accepted that things have changed. what exactly that change is, you don't know, but you're desperate to find out. the distance from your boyfriend has been welcome, even a relief, but the distance from joel...your heart aches just thinking about it. you want him to hold you again and tell you everything will be okay.

so when you show up on their front porch on a sunday afternoon you're not sure what to expect. you ring the doorbell and wait, biting your lip and fidgeting while you wait to see who'll greet you.

you feel warmth flood your chest when joel opens it, a soft smile spreading on his face when he sees it's you; he looks tired, like he hasn't slept properly in a few days, "hi."

you don't say anything, just rush forward and wrap your arms around him tightly, feeling tears already stinging in your eyes. it's been a whole week without seeing him and the emotions you feel are almost too much, all the worry you'd felt bubbling to the surface again as you bury your face in his neck.

"shhh, it's okay," he whispers, rubbing your back soothingly, "i'm sorry."

"joel," you whimper into his jacket, shutting your eyes tight and letting a sob wrack through you, "daddy."

he seems to stiffen under your touch at the name, and when you pull back to look at him you're beyond confused to see that he seems uncomfortable, grimacing a bit as he pulls out of your embrace. you feel your mouth downturn into a frown, tears spilling down your face.

"you don't want me to call you that anymore," it's a statement, not a question. you can sense the truth of it in his body language, in the way he looks at you now like he's about to break some awful news to you, "this is over, isn't it?"

he exhales deeply at the question, "come inside," he says softly, tugging on your arm and urging you to follow him, "let's talk."

nothing good can come from this.

you walk down the hall slowly, joel leading you with your hand in his as you reach the staircase and begin to climb. you assess the house a bit, looking around for any sign of your boyfriend.

"he's not here," joel says quietly, "he doesn't live here anymore."

you're not sure what to make of that, eyes still scanning the house once you reach the upstairs hallway. you and joel head for his office, a path you've crossed many times before but never in such a state of dread. something bad is going to happen, you can feel it.

you enter his office and settle on the couch, crossing your arms and watching him shut the door behind you. he doesn't bother to lock it; if what he said is true, your boyfriend won't be interrupting you this time.

"why can't i call you daddy?" you ask immediately, voice firm and serious, trying not to let the tears still flowing down your face completely betray you.

he sighs, squeezes the bridge of his nose under his glasses and walks over to you. he nudges you, quietly asking you to make room for him to sit beside you.

"a lot has happened," he says softly, reaching out to take your hand and squeezing it gently, "i just...i need to talk to you like an adult."

it's only then that you realize he hasn't used a single one of your pet names when he's spoken to you. no baby, babygirl, angel, nothing. it's almost like he's being too formal, like this is some kind of business transaction and not a real conversation.

"what happened?" you breathe, tears still streaming down your face, "what did he do? does he know?"

he almost laughs at your questions but without any humor, shaking his head slowly and reaching into his back pocket to show you his phone, "he looked at our messages."

your blood runs cold; you and joel haven't texted that much but your messages are more than enough proof for your boyfriend to have realized what was going on.

"oh god," you murmur, "so he...he knows knows."

"he knows you call me daddy, yeah," he says quietly, voice slightly rough with anger, "he said i was a sick man."

"you're not," you say immediately, shaking your head and inching forward a bit more on the couch, "joel, you're not. i want it just as much as you do, you know that."

"i know," he closes his eyes then, takes a deep breath, "anyway, he said he couldn't look at me the same anymore. said it made him sick to his stomach. not just because it was with you, it was everything as a whole," his mouth twists and you can hear raw emotion in his voice, "he moved out, i don't know where he went. i just hope he's alright."

"i don't give a fuck about him," you reply coldly, "i could care less."

"you're not his father," joel replies, shaking his head, "he's hurting, i hurt him."

"by doing what? so i call you daddy, so fucking what?" you feel anger begin to burn in your stomach, "yeah i cheated on him but that's on me, not you. you didn't do anything."

he pulls back from you, releasing your hand and standing up to walk over to his desk. you watch as he settles in the chair across from you and tilts his head back to look at the ceiling.

"it's wrong," he says, voice breaking at the words, "i know it feels good but it's wrong and it has to stop."

you look at him with an expression of pure disbelief, brow furrowing in sadness and confusion. he looks over at you once, just once, and you see he's fighting back tears just saying the words.

"you don't mean that and we both know it," you whisper, shaking your head, "this is more than some silly game we play together, you know that."

he takes a breath, leans forward and puts his head in his hands, "don't say that," he murmurs, voice muffled.

"we care about each other," you continue, standing up and walking over to the chair where he sits, "joel, why the fuck do you think i call you daddy? really?"

he slowly pulls his face up from his hands to look at you, tears swimming in his eyes, "don't," he breathes, "please."

"you're the only person in my life who's ever truly taken care of me," you kneel down so you're at his level, reaching forward to take both his hands in yours, "yeah you fuck me, you use me when i ask you to, but you protect me. you hold me. you listen to me and you kiss me and you mean it." you drop his hands and slowly ease your palms over his thighs, squeezing gently, "i feel so safe when i'm with you, joel."

you hear the low rumble of a groan in his throat as he looks down at you on your knees, thumbing his thighs. "what are you doin'?"

"just let me take care of you," you whisper, tears drying on your face as you reach forward to pop the button on his jeans, "please, joel. just this once and then i'll leave."

you can see the protests burning behind his lips but he doesn't say any of them. he watches as you pull down his zipper and take his cock out, already half hard. he'd said last time that he was always turned on by just seeing you, hugging you; it hadn't been a lie.

"just feel it, don't think," you whisper, then carefully wrap your lips around the tip of his cock.

he hums immediately, jaw going slack as he watches you swallow him down, already growing harder in the wet heat of your mouth. you feel his hands in your hair, pulling you closer as you slowly bob up and down. it's different this time; he's not the man who protects you and always gives you what you want. he's just joel, your ex boyfriend's father who deserves a quiet moment of pleasure for himself.

he whispers your name; not a pet name, your actual name. it's rare for either of you to just be completely yourselves in a moment like this. there's always been the added sexy addition of the power dynamic, the words that separate you both from being on the same level. but that's not what this is.

"just like that," he whispers, "fuck, that feels good."

he's fully hard now, the head of his cock bumping against the back of your throat. you do your best not to gag, holding him there and swallowing around him as his hips buck gently. you reach up and thumb the v of his hips, still half hidden by his underwear. your eyes are hooded and hazy but you can see his soft belly and his happy trail, all the parts of him you love most.

you pull off to take a few breaths, drool spilling down your chin as you slowly stoke him, looking up at him with a soft smile as he peers down at you. you lean forward and press a kiss to the fat head, lap up his precome and revel in the way he moans.

"tell me when you're close," you breathe, then take his full length in your mouth again and start to bob up and down a bit faster, nails digging lightly into his skin.

he holds your hair firmly, helps you move back and forth on his dick as you give him what he needs, "i love your mouth so much," you hear him groan softly, shakily, "you're so fucking perfect."

tears sting your eyes but you're not sure if it's from your actions or his words. either way you feel your throat tighten around him and he groans again, low and deep.

"gonna come," he warns you softly.

you nod but don't remove yourself from him, just take him as deep as you can and hum around his length, urging him on. it only takes a few more bobs of your head before his hand is tightening in your hair and he's coming in your mouth.

"fuck," he groans out, trembling beneath you.

you wait until he's stopped coming to slowly pull yourself from his cock. he looks down at you, looking more tired and sleepy than he had when he'd first opened the door for you. without him asking you to, you open your mouth and show him the thick globs of his come pooling on your tongue.

"swallow." he whispers.

you do as you're told.

there's a few moments of silence as you carefully slip him back inside his pants and do him back up. his hand stays glued to the back of your head, thumb stroking you gently back and forth as he watches you. he looks exhausted, it makes your heart ache.

"i still want you," you breathe, squeezing his thighs through his jeans again soothingly, "i'll always want you, daddy."

"i know, babygirl," he breathes, barely a whisper, "but you need to give me some time. please."

your grip on his thighs loosen as you peer up at him. he's looking at you with an expression you've never seen before, truly pained and full of sadness. it hurts to look at.

you feel yourself nod slowly, "okay," you whisper, voice shaky, "if that's what you want."

he doesn't say anything else, just watches as you ease up from the floor and walk over to his office door, turning back to give him one last glance before you leave.

"i love you," you whisper, soft and sincere, "but you already know that."

you shut the door behind you and shuffle quietly down the stairs. part of you still expects to hear sound effects from some game coming from your boyfriend's room, but there's nothing. you take a quick peek inside on your way to the front door, eyes widening when you see that the whole room has been cleared out. his gaming set-up is gone, his clothes, even his bed.

the emptiness makes you understand why joel is hurting.

just as you reach the front door you suddenly hear footsteps coming from behind you. you turn, surprised to see joel appear on the stairs.

"joel?" you ask softly, confused.

he walks toward you and fully embraces you in a tight hug, holding you close to him in the way you love most. you hug him back immediately without any hesitation, squeezing his body and making sure he feels just as safe and protected as you do.

"i wasn't ready to say goodbye," he whispers, still holding you tight.

you let him hold you for as long as he needs.

[melobin]

it’s our one year anniversary!! and it’s absolutely surreal to me how much we’ve grown over the past year. i love melobin so much, i adore being here and i adore being able to share things with all of you and i can’t wait to share more of the things i have planned !!

the past year has definitely been a little rocky LFMAO i’ve been through three url changes and more than one silly ot6 accusation exposing post but i’m still here ! and i’m still adoring and supporting riize as a whole. it’s been a few years since I’ve found myself as in love with a group as i am with riize and im so incredibly grateful that i got to meet so many wonderful people because of them. from mutuals to anons to just people who interact with my blog, i really adore and appreciate you all, more than i can express in words. i’ve taken a few breaks in the past year, all mental health related but you’ve all been so understanding and i cannot thank you enough for that.

it’s quite overwhelming that melobin has gained over 3.7k followers in the past year, i never really expected much other than a few people to talk to when i first started my blog but im so happy with the little community we’ve created here and i can’t wait for it to continue 🥺 i truly adore you all.

the melody and friends discord server has been a highlight of melobin for me !! i love that server and everyone i’ve met through it, i wanted to create a community that was welcoming and comforting and friendly and i truly believe i’ve done that.

not to be too soppy but there’s definitely some people i’d like to personally thank for being here this past year.

@kkurokitty my jaye !! i love you and everything you do so much. you were there when i first created melobin, we had our little taerae pfps and urls 😭 things have definitely changed a lot since then but you’re since as wonderful as the day we met all those years ago and im so thankful to have you.

@leejeongz amy ☹️ not even god knows how much you mean to me. everyday we speak i feel like we’re closer even if we’re a whole train ride apart. having you back in my life has been one of the best things to ever happen to me and i can’t wait to see you again. manifesting riize come to the UK soon so we can go and see them together. forever the moon to my stars 💔 i love you so bad :(.

@rishimuras melomiu <3 i’m so glad tals forced you to join my server the day it was created. it’s insane to me that we’ve been friends for almost a year now because i still feel like the same girl who was scared to message you whilst also feeling like ive known you for years. you’ve been a big part of melobin and my life for the past few months and i adore you so much. i only ever wish you the best and im more than ready to take on anyone who threatens that. i love you !!

@01zfan parter in crime i fear … the only person im honoured to lose 100 lp with in one day after spam playing tft with our little duckbills and dowsies. i was your biggest fan before we ever spoke and i remember almost doing a (metaphorical) backflip when i found out you already followed me 😭 your writing has changed me as a person and im so thankful to have become friends with you over the past few months. we fight the ot6 accusations together and we get you to plat SOON. i love you !! 💖

@tsandoll bunny !!!!!!!!! i love you !! you’ve been such a support for me with melobin and i can’t thank you enough! i love our little roblox games and the amount of shit we talk, i’m always laughing whenever we talk it’s almost impossible not to. you understand my humour so much and even when you don’t you still laugh .. true friend !!! i really hope soon you can feel better and feel like yourself again, i love you 💗

@sonjuyeonnie i wish i knew what blog to tag .. my fake text proof reader .. but seo i love you you’ve been such a sweetheart to me since you joined my server and i’ve been nothing but proud of you since then. you’ve accomplished so much and im so happy to see you thriving in life. i know we haven’t been able to talk much lately because of work but never forget how much i adore you and how im always here 💖

with some other people .. @antoncore my cee, you’ve grown so much in the few months we’ve known each other and i’m forever proud of you and i can’t wait to watch you grow more, i love you !! … @bbina my smau queen, btl changed me as a person and i’ll always support you in every smau you write even if i don’t know the idol you’re just TOO good. you’re so lovely and sweet and funny i luv yewww !! … @wonbin-truther the prettiest girl !! you’re so sweet and funny and so so talented, your sohee smau was pure GOLD i loved every second of it and i love seeing you pop up in my dms with the most random message, i fear i love you so bad 💔

there’s definitely others and i do adore all my mutuals so much !!! you all mean so much to me and i can’t wait for melobin to grow more. to one year and many more ! 💖