#💚💚 anon

[pfhwrittes]

👀👀

I'd read a dog sport/conformation showing au... just saying

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i cannot begin to tell you how much i want to put kyle "that's how she groomed him? with his topline?" garrick in a confirmation show au.

but i also need to put soap in an agility ring. he's vibrating as hard as his border collie for the off, all tensed muscles and laser focus between the two of them.

you'd think simon works exclusively on IGP with his malinois. yes, he does do bitesports with his girl but he takes a lot of pride in her heel work to music routine.

and price? that's a gundog man if i've ever met one. he has a brace of flat coated retrievers, irish setters and welsh springer spaniels.

[bi-writes]

I really loved your latest chapter of alpha!Simon and omega!reader!!!!! The end where she and her omega were starting to work together was incredible, and I'm really looking forward to seeing how that particular relationship develops!

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thank you very much! yes, it's the divine revelation haha. <3

[rememberwren]

Doing a happy dance with the latest chapter of DoT!!! Get his stupid ass, Simon!

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He got got!

[pretty-little-mind33]

Do you think Dave's glasses would fog up when he goes down on Reader because he forgot to take them off because he was so needy?This would be College Dave, of course.

his glasses would 100% fog up! here is a little something for you 😌 college!dave lizewski x fem!reader

mature content warning

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Your legs are resting on Dave's shoulders. They're crossed behind his nape as your hands fist in his hair. You pull at his brown curls, moaning uncontrollably. Shit, you're so lost in pleasure you can barely think.

He's been going down on you for almost an hour now, his tongue slipping in and out, sucking and teasing your slick folds like you're his last meal. You arch your back from the messy sheets, groaning his name for the thousandth time as he sucks on your clit.

"Dave," you whine, your voice rushed and strained. "David," you try and warn him, your thighs tightening around his head but he only pulls you closer, his hands gripping your ass tightly as he does so. You gasp, feeling your third orgasm of the evening quickly approaching.

"Fuckin' need you," Dave mumbles into your pussy, his mouth movements becoming even more needy as he speaks. "Mmh. Can I make you come, baby?" He asks for permission even when he is technically the one in charge.

His attentions returns to your clit with precision and you groan, coming again as he laps up your juices happily. Dave is in heaven. He licks his lips, shifting so he can lift himself up a little and look at you.

Your vision is blurry and your chest is heaving from your high. Your eyes stay lidded when you look at him, your cheeks burning.

He looks so needy.

Dave's hair is a mess from your fingers in his curls, his lips are slick with spit and cum and his glasses, which he hadn't taken off, slip down his nose only slightly, the lenses fogged up.

"Can you even see me?" you whisper with a weak smile, catching your breath.

Dave returns your smile with a lopsided one and shakes his head. "Don't need to," he decides confidently and lowers his head again, his warm breath already exciting your poor pussy. "Only need to taste you," he says with a groan and begins to gently hump the mattress to satisfy his own need as he presses sloppy kisses on your slit again.

You moan when he starts eating you out all over again.

[lauraneedstochill]

This is the thing that Viserys never did for Aegon. And Aegon did not study at the feet of his father. His father had his male heir and then essentially said, “Well, that box is ticked,” he was ill. I think he enjoyed having a son but didn’t put in the work the way he did with Rhaenyra when he was a younger man. And I think Aegon resents that and feels that part of the reason that he’s not seen as being suited for the crown or the throne is because he didn’t get that training from his father. So now he’s going to make up for that tenfold with Jaehaerys.

— Ryan Condal about Aegon’s relationship with his son Jaehaerys (Inside the Episode S2, Ep 1)

[rosebutsch]

18 and 30 💚💚

Hiiiiii Anon!!! Thanks for the ask!! 💋

18. Do you sleep partially/fully naked?

I sleep only with boxers on for most of the time!! I loveeee being naked and feeling someone else's skin besides me!! 🤭

30. Your thoughts the first time you got up close and personal with the opposite set of genitals?

Veryyyy much nervous and kinda anxious?? I still get veryyy nervous around people wheb having sex but you know that's normal!! I love getting to know someone first and what they like before having sex or just even touching them!

NSFW Asks!!

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

EYELINER

formula one x masc!driver!reader

summary: you wear eyeliner to the track, and your boyfriend loses focus.

warnings: swearing, lighthearted jokes about killing/being killed (franco, jenson, seb), fia slander (kimi), mentions of brocedes/sebcedes (seb), very very vague sorta cheating in the form of flirting with other people? (franco, seb), slag!jenson makes an appearance

: franco colapinto, jenson button, kimi antonelli, lance stroll, + sebastian vettel

©thekoalapastriesbakery :: please do not copy or rewrite my work on any platform !!

author's note: drivers having exactly one (1) brain cell around their partner i adore you <3

comments + reblogs appreciated!

taglist: @raizelchrysanderoctavius @crispysoup318 @op-81-lvr-reblogs @ncrsbrg @spoonfulofmilo @justaf1girl @widow-cevans

[mangionebabymama]

bookstore date with bf!lu

yall be pointing every single book you read or want to read to each other

"this is so bad it should be illegal"

lu is on a task so find the ugliest book cover there is

"y/n look! it's so pretty" he says with a smirk

and it's the absolute abomination of a cover

people will be side eyeing yall so bad bcs yall LOUD

commenting and having debate over EVERYTHING

covers, author pictures, synopsis, you name it

yall probably would be debating for like half an hour whether to get that book or not knowing damn well yall are getting everything that looks nice or sounds even remotely interesting

reader suggesting lu to get some badly written books to have a laugh while reading together

I feel like lu would see the 'trending on tiktok table' and be so confused with some of the choices

like imagine him looking through ACOTAR or something similar and just seeing hardcore p*rn

like his facial expressions would be UNBEATABLE

would probably spend whole afternoon there unintentionally and when they announce they'll be closing in 15 mins, yall would be like ???

"how come it's closing already? like it's been 5 minutes since we came??" (more like 5 hours)

yall probably got like so many books it's impossible to carry them to the car

coming home, ordering takeout and reading under the blanket and falling asleep in each other's arms <3

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GREEN HEART, PLEASE, I LOVE HOW THEY’RE SO CHILDISH AND ANNOYING IN THIS 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥲

“People side-eyeing y’all so bad bc yall LOUD” story of my life!!!!

Hello if he was being stupid and tried to balance like two softcover books on his head and walk like a princess and they’d just fall off????

I’m enamored with this omg

[jistagrams]

but on the topic of soobie boobie.. 🤭 can i request cute but also suggestive texts w soobin? and can i be 💚 anon? :3

love soobie boobie so ofc n yes u could be 💚 anon <3

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

I'm talking like.... chaste kisses and handholding for like 6 months or smth. Cuddling gradually gets thrown in the mix but like... idk trust takes time. Like the relationship is progressing at the pace of couple of middle schoolers.

And like theres a heart to heart about what ur cool with, what Simon's cool with.... if one of you is uncomfortable for any reason or just straight up don't want physical contact u guys don't find it rude to full out say "hey don't touch me rn." "I love ya but I don't want a hug" "I need personal space"

THAT SAID SOMETIMES YOU GUYS ARE STUCK TO EACHOTHER LIKE BARNACLEs

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FUCK IT. I'M DOING IT.

words: 750~ cw: 09 Ghost backstory (implied)

Slow.

Not in a torturous way, no.

It's a peaceful kind of slow.

Because you're sort of like him, aren't you? You don't want to be touched blindly and constantly.

You don't need to.

So it's slow.

Sitting on the couch with a gap between you.

A gap that gets smaller and smaller.

You see it happening.

Like a stray cat who inches ever closer to the human that feeds it on the street every day.

Slow progress. One inch at a time.

That's Simon Riley for you.

One day your knees brush together. His doing.

The next, slowly, his whole leg presses against yours.

Then his shoulder and arm.

The skin where his glove doesn't quite meet his sleeve, exposed, rubs against yours on accident one time. It was warm, sent a tingle down his spine.

He sets his hand on yours, open palm against yours, fingers pressing on yours, not intertwined, just touching, wrists rubbing together, seeking a friction he never quite knew he wanted to feel.

Then his fingers lock onto yours.

From then, he begins carefully bringing your hand up with his, fingers tangled resting on his knee, his arm laced with yours.

He very carefully holds your hand in public, making sure you don't get lost. Fidgets with your fingers when he's bored. Takes it with progressively more confidence.

Then, he starts putting his head on you, tentatively so, causing you to freeze every time he does it, regarding him from the corner of your eye like he might get spooked and go away if you move.

He sets it on the crown of your head the first time, then, on your shoulder, always looking away, feigning disinterest, his thumb, meanwhile, rubbing your knuckles and palm and back.

Then he sets it down on your chest one time, very tentatively so. It's Simon's favorite spot, you've come to notice. Hearing your heartbeat, your breathing, feeling it rise and fall.

Then, he's on your lap. A head setting there as he watches TV, trying to act like he's not vibrating inside, with both anxiety and pleasure.

He takes your hand one day and sets it on his head. You leave it be, simply holding him there, as dead weight...

Until he starts softly rubbing against it, seeking your fingers, your palm. Then, you start caressing his hair. You do it anytime now.

His own hands seek you out very gingerly. He holds your waist, or your hips, or your wrists more often than not, like it's fragile material, that might break under him.

He resumes his little head exploration. Mostly setting his temple against yours, his forehead on yours, his nose on yours. He closes his eyes for those, not quite wanting to see...

Simon nuzzles his large nose against your cheek one time, very gently so, and your lips rub together, and he presses in, like he's fearfully stepping into a minefield.

It feels warm, and nice, your lips are soft and give under his, never pushing back too hard, letting him set the pace.

You start kissing all the time from then on, his hands carefully holding some part of you, chaste kisses, and nuzzling into you like a cat trying to leave his scent.

It's not like he doesn't know what he's doing, before everything, Simon had had his fair share of 'escapades'... But it's all different now. So much different.

The first time his lips part and carefully swipe at your bottom lip, it surprises you. Months worth of chaste kisses suddenly cut off by a new advancement. He liked the sound you made. So he started doing that more often.

His tongue would swipe at your lips, until slowly it breached them, poking inside to find yours and, and, with a sigh that sounded like a weight off his shoulders, rubbing them together softly.

Then that turned into more confident touches, fingers digging in, into your body, waist, hip, thighs, arms..., and guiding your hands to places he trusted you to touch and knead at. His shoulders, his biceps, his hip.

Simon'd slot all his weight atop of you, trapping you to the couch or mattress and make out with you, shuddering as your thighs softly squeezed his hip. His hands sliding up and down, caressing, slowly, mapping out where he could and should go.

He never felt so safe as when he had his hands slotted on your body, kneading greedily onto you, yours caressing up his back, his mouth busy with your tongue, and his mind void of any thoughts other than the sound of your breathing and the way your chest rose and fell against his own.

(I GOT LAZY FOR THE SMUT PART, SORRY)

[sebsxphia]

You faintly hear something from the other room, then feel the pressure of soft lips on your temple before there is some movement behind you, but you are not conscious enough to really register anything or ask your husband what is going on - the many sleepless hours spent looking after your newborn and your two toddlers caught up to you. There is quiet and peace over the house once again, so your body easily finds its short way back to dream land. But not long after, your mind suddenly catches up, and you are wide awake. You reach back to feel for Jake. But he is not there. You get up and pad your way to your newborn's nursery. You find the little one peacefully sleeping. You look aroud, but Jake is nowhere to be found in the room. You run a gentle finger over your baby's cheek, careful not to wake the little one, before you continue your search for your husband.

You go into your toddlers' room. To your relief, you are greeted with the heartmelting sight of Jake lying in one of the beds with your children both cuddling into his sides, both of them fast asleep. You silently cross the room, kneeling beside the bed. But Jake hears your movements, since he is not asleep, just resting his eyes. He looks to you just as you are about to brush your finger through his ruffled hair.

"They had nightmares," he explains.

You nod slowly, looking at the kids.

"Should we take them to our bed?" you ask, caressing the top of his head.

"Yeah. I'll set up the bedside crib too," he says.

You take your middle baby into your arms, gently lifting them out of bed, making sure not to wake them. Jake craddles your eldest, who shuffles a bit, but Jake's steady, gentle hand running through their hair and back soothes them easily. You place the toddlers in the middle of your king sized bed, tucking them in with the douvets. When that's done, Jake pulls you into a side hug and kisses your temple before you go to get your newborn and he gets to setting up the bedside crib. As you come back, Jake pulls you into a big hug, careful of your baby. You melt into his embrace, your exhaustion starting to come back, but this feeling is too good to let it go yet.

"Can we stay like this for a little?" you whisper.

Jake only hums in approval before he starts to sway you a little from side to side, lulling you to feel completely at ease, fully relaxed and safe. He presses frequent kisses to your forehead and temple and his chest vibrates with a soft lullaby that you usually sing to your children. You smile, eyes falling shut, kissing his collarbone just as many times as he kisses you. After a while, you both pull away, your need to sleep no longer something that could be masked. Both of you kiss your newborn's head before you place them in the bedside crib. Then you each give a kiss to both of your toddlers, and then cuddle them close. You share one more loving, devoted glance before you fall asleep.

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(Very belatedly, happy New Year, my Lovely!! Lots of hugs!!)

this is all i want!!! this is all i crave!!!! this is all i need!!!!!!!

this was so perfect, my beloved anon! the domestic peace with jake is something that i always adore reading in your writing. you capture it in such a way that speaks directly to my soul. thank you for sharing this and for your wishes! it’s the perfect way to go into the new year 🥹 i’m wishing you a wonderful new year ahead, my beloved anon, mwah! 💗🫶🏻

[pfhwrittes]

💚💚 here!

This week felt so long 😪 I need a good nap and a hot beverage.

Questions for you:

What are each member of the 141's cuddling styles? Who has the most comfortable chest or bicep? Who's going to shove you out of bed in their sleep?

I'm a horrible person to cuddle - I've sent my partner flying multiple times with a well-placed hip check in the middle of the night. He has taken to waking me up from a distance if necessary because I wake up swinging 😭 I don't want to hurt him - it's like my body is filled with sudden violent rage when I'm woken up unexpectedly, and it responds without thinking 😭😭😭

What would each member of the 141 do if they had a partner that woke up violently?

I hope you're doing well!

hiya friend! i hope you got your nap and hot beverage combo!

this ask is perfectly timed because i've shared a bed with someone this week and i have some rather personal inspiration for my headcanons. admittedly they're mostly based on my behaviour than the person who shared my bed but i digress.

first of all, these men run HOT. forget wearing anything at all other than the thinnest of sleep clothes around them because otherwise you'll wake up sweaty and dehydrated like you've been left to bake in an oven for 45 minutes at 220C.

secondly, they all claim to be the best bed time cuddlers (except simon who fervently denies being a cuddler at all). they are lying liars who lie. none of these men are without sin.

What are each member of the 141's cuddling styles? Who has the most comfortable chest or bicep? Who's going to shove you out of bed in their sleep?

ghost denies being a cuddler. he does not Cuddle. he does not Snuggle. as far as he is concerned he sleeps on his back with 6 inch gap between the two of you. this is a lie.

yes, ghost always starts on his back and holds your hand as he drifts off but as soon as he hits REM sleep he's rolling onto his side to curl up behind/beside you to be the Big Spoon and burying his face into the back of your neck. at some point an arm will be slung over your hip or stomach and you will be pinned in place.

however, he is also a light sleeper so if you push at him or wriggle away to escape the snoring he will flop back onto his back and give you room to move.

price is a side sleeper and snores like a bull. there is no rest for you if you are the Little Spoon. it's okay though because he will roll over to sleep on the other side and you can snuggle up behind him and burying your face in between his shoulder blades. if you slip an arm over that deliciously hairy stomach he'll hold onto your forearm.

however, pulling away is a challenge. he'll roll with you so he ends up sleeping on his back but the good news is that you can rest your head on his fuzzy chest and enjoy the pillowy softness of his tits. the downside is that you'll get chest hair up your nose at some point and that shit tickles like a motherfucker.

gaz needs bedtime cuddles. he has a whole routine planned out for maximum comfort. two pillows each, bonnets on for the both of you, then he's making sure you have one leg slung over his and your head is resting on his chest as he smooths a palm over your ribs and hip.

gaz is a sleep talker. sometimes this is hilarious (he's had arguments with soap in his sleep), sometimes this is harrowing (he's casually informed you that a man is standing over you with a gun more than once).

gaz also is a blanket stealer. at some point in the night he will roll over and take the sheets/duvet with him and you'll have to wrestle it out of his grip to get 1/3rd of the covers back. you've suggested separate sheets and duvets to him more than once and even got so far as to put them on the bed, but somehow they always disappear when it's time to settle down for the night.

soap is a clingy octopus that wriggles his way down your body so he can rest his head on your chest. wherever you go, he follows. he needs to touch you at all times and yes, this means you've been pushed out of bed more than once by soap.

unfortunately, soap also has an unconscious reaction to squeezing whatever parts of you are in his hands when REM hits. you've banned him from having his hands on your chest after he yanked on a nipple as you were drifting off and you yelled loud enough to wake the neighbours.

What would each member of the 141 do if they had a partner that woke up violently?

all of them are pretty understanding given the nature of their jobs. god knows, they've woken you up plenty of times by sitting bolt upright calling for an emergency exfil.

surprisingly, gaz is the one who forgets about your tendency towards violence upon waking the most and has caught a stray elbow to the solar plexus more than once. he knows you don't mean it and always soothes you when you apologise groggily with a kiss to your forehead even if he does tease you afterwards.

[elllisaaa]

Hello, Eli! ❤️

First off, your work gives me LIFE 😩 I love the way you write 🥹❤️

Secondly, I would like to request a afab reader x sub!dino (Seventeen) where the reader is older than him (like maybe a couple years at most, a year at the least)?

And if you’re comfortable, maybe he has a thing for calling her “Noona” inside and outside of the bedroom? 😁

If you’re only comfortable with doing the older!afab reader x sub!dino that’s totally fine! Please do with whatever is in your comfort zone ❤️

Thank you and love your work again! 🥹

- Anon 💚

hii anonie ! first thank you so much for this, it means a lot to me and i'm really glad you like my work that much ❤️ honestly, sub men are my weakness so it was no problem at all writing this, i'm sorry it took me so long to get to it but i hope you'll like it nonetheless, love you ❤️

CHAN with a NOONA KINK who had always been attracted to older women, and whose obsession only got worse as soon as he met you. you were the most beautiful human being he had ever seen, smart too, very funny and a dancer - exactly his type and more.

the first time you had told him you thought he was cute, chan felt like he might faint. but then, the first time he got a taste of your pussy, he got addicted for life. the noona thing was just some teasing at first, just because he knew you hated to be reminded of your age. but as time went on, he came to like it as a term of endearment. he called you "his noona" in front of his members and friends without any shame, he was proud and grateful to be able to call someone like you his - and he made it everyone else's business. and in the end, you came to like it too. it was especially very cute when you called him out for it and he blushed and became so shy.

the first time he called you that in bed, it shocked the both of you. you had been edging him for a while and chan was barely holding on to the last piece of his sanity, cheeks flushed and covered in tears, desperate, needy whine slipping past his lips. "please, please, please ! i need to cum noona, please…" you stopped moving your hand around his cock, and slapped his own over his mouth, embarrassment written all over his face. "you want noona to make you cum ?" you asked with a grin on your face, and chan hesitantly nodded, moaning as soon as you started to stroke him again. "then go on baby, be a good boy and cum for noona." you whispered against his ear, and chan didn't need more than that to cover your hand in his sticky release.

you calling yourself "noona" made chan hard every time, but you couldn't deny how wet it made you whenever he moaned the petname in a broken voice. either way, chan always made sure to claim his amazing noona, and you always made sure to reward him just as he liked it.

[unepetitemal]

Welcome 🤗

[hyunsvngs]

Jisung so high that he can't hold his piss while he fucks you qnd ends up filling your pussy with it.<3

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THIS IS PROBABLY SO SEXY TO ME. under the cut for possible dubcon because both are super high and also PISSSSS<3

him just rutting on top of you, tongue lolling against your neck as he pants and whines. his hoodie is still on, cute tummy peeking out from where he’s ruched it up above his waist.

“i’m so fuckin’ high, baby,” he giggles, before he’s cutting himself off with a moan and leaning up. his bicep frames your face where he holds his body above yours, and he’s so close to you, eyes round and excited. “i- haa, my baby’s got a tight fuckin’ pussy. so soaking, fuckin- wet, tight, hot-“

you nod frantically, eyes fluttering shut. he kisses both of your eyelids, and then he’s grunting, a choked noise from the back of his throat. his pace slows and you whine, legs thrashing where they rest on his thighs.

“hnnf- why are you stopping, ji? ‘s good, baby, so thick,” and the lights feel a little too harsh when you open your eyes, watery and pleading, and jisung leans up, pressing his lips into yours as an apology.

“mm, i g’ta, sorry- gotta take a piss, honey,” he hums. you wail, shaking your head, and he groans in anguish. “okay, okay. a little longer, just a little.”

his hips pick up the pace again, cock squelching where it enters and re-enters you. you’re pliant, feeling tingly with a good high. his cockhead kisses your cervix and then he halts again, a choked gasp leaving his hips.

“i’m- oh, i’m sorry, baby i- i’m pissing, ah,” jisung says, voice strained, and then you feel it. his piss is warm inside you, deep, and something about the way his pubic bone is pressed against your clit hits you just right and you’re cumming. you clench down hard on his cock with an almost-scream, eyes shut, and jisung looks up with wide eyes, a little ‘ah?’ leaving his lips.

“that’s- it’s hot! hot, so hot,” you babble, head rolling around on the pillows, and jisung’s still pissing. he starts to fuck you again once he sees your reaction, cock sloshing around messily in your soaking hole. “hnnfg, wet, wet, it’s messy! messy, ji, please- please cum in me, please!”

“ah- ah, i’ll cum in you, baby, baby, i’ll cum, i’ll cum, i promise!”

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

💚anon

[A Therapy Session with Yuu] based off of @yetanotherexhaustedalchemist post

Riddle: I have to maintain absolute control and order in everything around me, or following chaos will spell disaster for everyone.

Yuu: Riddle, that's Obeessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder...

Leona: Most of your life's determined by the time you're born. There's no point in workin' hard if you're always going to be inferior.

Yuu: Leona, that's Major Depressive Disorder...

Azul: I cannot go back to being the stupid, chubby octopus that everyone makes fun of. I have to be careful to ration my food to avoid that.

Yuu: Azul, that's an eating disorder and C-PTSD...

Verde: I'm not good enough for anyone and anything. Azul's mother's baby, it's all about him.

Yuu: Verde, that's older sibling syndrome and borderline personality disorder I think...?

Kalim: I can't remember most of the times I was kidnapped or poisoned so it can't have been that bad!

Yuu: Kalim, that's dissociative amnesia...

Vil: After years of intense stress and pressure, and following a specific event that reinforced the idea that I would always be second best, I went into a daze and tried to kill my rival.

Yuu: Vil, I think that's a psychotic break...?

Idia: ...

Yuu: Idia, that's depression, PTSD and Social Anxiety Disorder (at least)...

Malleus: What's going on here, Child of Man?

Yuu: Tsunotarou, I honestly don't know what's up with you but I know it's not normal...maybe separation anxiety...?

Leech twins: :)

Yuu: ...Okay, where do I even START?

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Verde: ...I didn't know you knew so much about mental health, Yuu.

Yuu: I didn't know either.

All the "Where do I begin?"