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[candiyaa]

what would the upper ranks reaction to reader ignoring them after a fight ><

LOVEEE ITTT thanks for requesting, I didn't know if u mean to include Muzan or not but so I added him !! ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍒ɞ˚‧｡⋆

WHEN THEIR S/O IGNORES THEM AFTER A FIGHT

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI

Completely unfazed at first.

Genuinely couldn't care less, he believes his point was valid and that you're overreacting.

Stubborn +++

Although the hours are getting long and he won't admit it but he's getting bored without you.

Would intently stare at you from across the room hoping you'll catch on and come back to him.

Intense staring contest at that.

Lightly considered the idea of apologizing, then came back to his senses.

This word is not even in his vocabulary.

He would go back and forth silently in front of your room, monitoring checking on you in secret.

Well not that secret...cuz you can feel his tormented aura miles away.

It started to gnaw at him yet he couldn't break character and act all needy with you so he played it nonchalant : he went to go get your favs in a pretty basket (he might be a villain and manipulator but he does know and has studied well his s/o to their likes and dislikes) and came to give it to you. Yes with that "I just happened to find this stuff so now I'm giving it to you as an act of kindness" kinda vibe. He gently holds your hand as a little sign of affection, yet it's subtle. (HE JUST WANTED SOME CONTACT AFTER ALL THESE HOURS)

"It's okay to be wrong, you see. It's simply part of life, I presume."

"BUT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WAS WRONG-"

"Shhh, just eat now. So noisy..."

KOKUSHIBO

Just like Muzan, he was genuinely stubborn on the fact that his point was valid.

Gave you the silent treatment too.

Yet for certain reasons , he refused to leave your sides.

There was no talking. No nothing. Yet you could go in the kitchen to grab a drink, he'd be there too, doing his own thing. Leaving to go on the couch and relax in front of TV, there he is AGAIN, following you, reading a book in his fav armchair.

You even thought he was simply teasing you and trying to annoy you even more, and perhaps there was a bit of that too.

Yet it just genuinely felt so natural to be around you that he couldn't help it.

After some time, he'll just start staring at you, YES WITH THOSE SIX DAMN ETHEREAL EYES, NONSTOP. (no blinking either 😔..)

He wants to make you crack first because in his mind, he still doesn't see where is he at fault in all this.

He's more mature than Muzan tho and eventually starts to get tired of this little silent treatment game.

So, after some time ofc he's the first one to crack :

"Are you done being childish now ? I may have made a mistake, but then can we talk about it like grown adults ? I'm willing to apologize if you agree to have a talk about it."

DOMA

THAT DAMNN CRAZY AHH B

Laughs in your face.

Pushing your buttons to the very edge bc it amuses him.

Really having the best time of his life.

Though when you really get upset and give him the silent treatment, whole mood changes.

His facial expression changes, he's upset that you're upset.

And he's upset at himself for not understanding what really went wrong.

He leaves your side for some time.

Actually goes pondering and wonders if there's an emotion he didn't quite catch.

He eventually comes back, mask back on, boisterious personality back on and simply goes :

"Here, aren't these your favorite ? Ahh, it'd be such a shame if I had to eat them all by myself, don't you think ?"

Teases you with it. (Doma will forever stay Doma..)

You just know that it's his way of apologizing, so you simply accept and here you are, both on good terms again and eating sweets.

Although you did catch that tiny, genuine, reassured smiled even if it quickly disappeared as soon as you spotted it.

Creepy smile back on!!

AKAZA

He pauses.

Didn't actually mean to upset you.

Arguments are usually what he avoids yet this time it had to happen.

He spirals, wondering if his point was wrong or if he just didn't understand yours.

Deep pondering.

Completely against the idea of you giving him the silent treatment , if there's any misunderstanding, he wants to clear it as quickly as possible.

He's obviously the first to reach out, determined to have a talk with you.

Comes with your favs ofccc + flowers!!

"Hey, I think we both spoke in the heat of the moment and said things we didn't mean. I apologize if I upset you in any way, I just want to understand...Can we talk ?"

GYUTARO

Tries to play it cool and acts like it doesn't bother him whether you talk to him or not.

Pretends not to care.

“Tch…good, less naggin ig."

Internally panics.

Went to Daki for advices.

The silence really starts to get to him.

Will keep glancing your way then look away when your eyes lock.

When the silence gets too long, he starts to take it out on him, muttering to himself :

"Tch..well ofc they hate me now. They're all like that. Who wouldn't."

Hearing him say that, you came BOLTING, giving him the tightest hug EVERR.

Reassured him that none of it were true, but stayed firm on your point and talked abt what really upset you.

You both apologized for each other's behavior.

HANTENGU'S CLONES (minus zohakuten)

AIZETSU :

THE.END.OF.THE.WORLD

His s/o not talking to him = what is the meaning of life if my s/o is not in it ?

INSTANT CRAZY PANIC.

SO PANICKED HE EXPLODED, JUMPED OUT THE WINDOW, DID A BACKFLIP AND-

Okay more seriously now, he's super super extra scared.

So scared, you can't even stay mad at him seeing him eyeing you in a corner.

You're obviously the first one to crack and come to comfort him.

He did understand where he went wrong and apologized.

Pinky promise and everything's sorted out !

UROGI :

Instantly panics. He’s the most emotionally reactive of the clones and can't handle silence well. The moment you stop speaking to him, he paces around like a restless bird.

Tries to make you laugh by doing silly things.

Nudges you with his wing to make you react even a little.

Once you respond, even a little, he instantly lights up like he just won lottery.

He's CLINGY for hours afterward, afraid of making you upset again.

SEKIDO :

It started as a little argument yet things escalated pretty quickly and well he's not "Anger" for nothing..

He believes you overreacted and certainly will not apologize first

He mumbles in his corner angrily

Many hours after there he is STILL grumbling abt it again , (yk like moms when they keep talking when the argument is literaly supposed to be over 😭)

Gives you the silent treatment and thinks your reaction is childish

You had to come apologize first.

KARAKU :

Thought of it as a game at first.

Teased you and kept getting in your face.

Then started to catch on that you're really upset and will not talk to him until he apologizes.

Tries to make you laugh and succeed.

You did express what bothered you and he promised to do better in the future.

Here you are back on his lap, cuddling.

⋆˚✿˖° Heyy there I apologize for the delay but there it is !! I also apologize for the Hantengu's clones part I didn't have much imagination for that one lol Hope you guys liked it tho !! There might be grammar mistakes apologies once again... xoxo ⋆˚✿˖°

[hy6erion]

Hii! I know I just send in an another request but this idea also popped into my mind and I feel like you could write it quite well so I didn't want to send it to someone else.

Viktor×reader, where readers way of expressing their love and care is by taking care of people and trying to help as much as possible to make life easier for everyone they care about (opening doors, making food, helping a friend study, all the small and big things). I think viktor would struggle to accept that reader cares for him and isn't just babying him. Him slowly realising that he can ask for help not only when it's absolutely necessary but also just when he wants help because it would be easier. But then also getting stuck with the feeling of the reader being so caring for everyone. Love confession or something? Idk

Sorry for sending two requests in a row, take your time please.

~🍒

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞 - 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✰⍣..𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩- 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.

⇢ 𝐧𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲/𝐧, 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭/𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 (╥╯^╰╥)

Viktor was used to doing things alone. It wasn’t a matter of pride—at least, not entirely. It was habit. Necessity. He had learned early on that asking for help often led to disappointment, so he learned to manage on his own. He had learned to be independent, to push forward no matter the difficulty, to adjust his grip on his cane and keep moving even when his leg ached and the weight of exhaustion pressed against his skull.

That was why he struggled with you. Because you—without hesitation, without expectation—made his life easier.

It started small, things he could brush off. You holding open doors when you walked ahead of him, waiting just long enough so he wouldn’t have to catch the handle himself. You adjusting his chair in the lab before he sat down, subtle, like you hadn’t even thought about it. You bringing him tea when you got your own, setting it down beside him without a word.

But it wasn’t just him.

You did it for everyone. Helping Jayce reorganize his disaster of a desk when you noticed him getting frustrated. Bringing Claggor coffee when he was pulling an all-nighter. Tutoring some first-years when you saw them struggling with equations you could solve in seconds.

You were thoughtful in a way that seemed effortless, as if your care for others was woven into your very being.

And it unsettled him. Because the more he noticed it, the harder it became to ignore.

He had spent years learning to work through pain, through difficulty, through exhaustion. He only ever asked for help when there was no other option. And yet, with you, help was simply given—before he could even think to ask.

And worse than that, you didn’t just do it because of his leg, or because you pitied him. You did it because you cared.

That realization was the most difficult thing of all.

The lab was quiet save for the occasional scratch of pen on paper and the rhythmic tap of Viktor’s cane against the floor as he moved back and forth between his desk and the chalkboard. He was immersed in his work, half-formed calculations filling the margins of his notebook.

Until—

“Viktor.” Your voice, warm and familiar, pulled him from his thoughts. He looked up just as you placed a plate of food beside him.

He frowned. “I didn’t ask for—”

“I know.” You shrugged. “But you haven’t eaten all day, and I was making something for myself anyway. Figured you’d appreciate not starving.”

Viktor’s mouth pressed into a thin line. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I know,” you repeated easily. “But I wanted to.”

That should have been the end of it. You turned to leave, already heading back to your own work, but Viktor’s grip tightened around his pen.

“…You do this for everyone.”

You paused, glancing over your shoulder. “What?”

“This,” he gestured vaguely at the plate, at the general atmosphere of you. “You help everyone. You—” He exhaled sharply, frustration edging his voice. “You don’t have to keep looking after me.”

You blinked, head tilting slightly. “I don’t have to. I want to.”

Viktor shook his head. “You should not waste your time worrying about me. I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can,” you said, more firmly this time. You took a step closer, crossing your arms. “But just because you can do something alone doesn’t mean you have to.”

Viktor opened his mouth, then closed it again, unsure how to respond to that. He had spent so long believing he was only allowed help when it was absolutely necessary. When he physically could not continue without it.

But you—you were offering it simply because you cared.

And he didn’t know what to do with that.

It took time.

At first, he tried to resist. If he needed something from a high shelf, he would stretch for it. If his leg ached after hours of standing, he would grit his teeth and bear it. If his hands trembled from exhaustion, he would steady them himself.

But you were there.

Not pushing, not forcing—just there. And it became harder to ignore the fact that things were simply easier when he let you help.

The first time he asked for something—really asked, not because he had no other choice but because he wanted to—it was almost painful.

“Could you… hand me that book?”

You didn’t comment on the hesitation in his voice, didn’t make a big deal of it. You just passed him the book and went back to your work, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

And maybe, for you, it was.

So he tried.

He let you carry an extra cup of tea back to the table when he saw you holding two. He let you adjust the strap of his bag when it had slipped. He let you—just once—walk beside him at his pace without feeling the need to keep up.

And then one day, without thinking, he said, “Could you help me with this equation?”

And you did. No hesitation. No expectation. Just a simple, of course.

And he realized—he liked it.

He liked knowing that there was someone who cared enough to notice when he needed something. He liked the ease of it, the weight lifting from his shoulders.

But then— Then he caught himself watching you help others. Not just him. Everyone.

He told himself it didn’t matter. That it was simply who you were.

But the next time you reached out to help Jayce with something, something hot and tight twisted in his chest.

“Do you—” He hesitated, words feeling foreign in his mouth. “Do you care for everyone the way you care for me?”

You looked at him then, truly looked, as if you were searching for something beneath his carefully neutral expression.

“No.” Your voice was quiet, but certain.

His breath caught.

You took a step closer. “I care about a lot of people. But you—” A small, almost nervous smile played at your lips. “You are different.”

Viktor swallowed. He had spent so long avoiding the truth that it almost knocked the air from his lungs.

You cared for him. Not because you pitied him. Not because you saw him as weak.

But because you wanted to.

Because you loved him.

And suddenly, he was laughing—soft, breathless, incredulous.

Because maybe—just maybe—he loved you too.

[cherimoyatea]

Heyyy, can I request an ff where Sylus and Mc are having their intimate moment but they forgot to close the door so Luke and Kieran accidentally saw them?

Ahhh a request! Hi Annonie!

Thank you so much for trusting me with your request! I actually never saw that coming, so I'm kind of both nervous and excited at the same time!

Life has been busy recently and I didn't have much time to write but your request was spinning in the back of my head! And this was so much fun to write!

I changed my style for a more comedic route this time and kept things lighthearted, hope that's okay!

Love, Cheri 🍒

❧ Sylus - Private Surprise

Pairing: Sylus x You Word Count: 826 Tags: established relationship, comedy, suggestive content (kissing, making out, no smut tho), luke and kieran being adorkable

It's Friday night, and you have eagerly accepted your boyfriend's invitation to spend the weekend at his villa in the N109 Zone.

After a long, challenging week, the chance to spend a few days with him couldn't have come at a better time, and your heart fluttered when he picked you up to have dinner together before driving you both back to his place.

You're standing by the sideboard in his living room, about to pour yourself a drink, when Sylus suddenly appears behind you on silent toes, putting his hands on your hips.

''Mmm, I missed you, Kitten…''

He whispers in your ear, grazing it with the tip of his nose.

Slowly, the silver-haired man moves his head down your neck, gently placing soft kisses there. His touch on your skin sends a tingle through your body, and you can't help but close your eyes and tilt your neck, giving him more space as he moves down to your shoulder.

''S-Sylus… Luke and Kieran will be here anytime soon.''

You stutter nervously while his hands move to the hem of your shirt, slowly sliding beneath the fabric to find the soft skin of your stomach, a smirk forming on his lips. ''Don't worry about the twins, Sweetie. I've sent them off to pick something up for me—they'll be busy for a while.''

Even though your pulse is racing with excitement, you set your glass back on the sideboard and turn around with a teasing smile, crossing your arms to appear nonchalant. ''Oh! So this is the surprise you mentioned earlier? I see…''

''No Kitten…'' Sylus replies with a smug grin, unfazed by your cheeky attitude. Even though you are pretending to be indifferent, your flushed face gives you away. With one swift move, he lifts your hips and places you on the sideboard, stepping between your thighs as he spreads them with his strong hands. ''...the surprise is yet to come.''

The red-eyed man leans closer, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss before hungerily sliding his tongue out, inviting himself into your mouth. A soft gasp escapes your lips as you willingly let him in and wrap your arms around his neck, returning his kiss passionatly.

Lost in the heat of the moment, you don't hear the front door being opened and steps echoing in the hallway, coming closer…

''Boss, the address turned out to be wrong. We-''

You both startle and your heads swivel toward the voice when the door swings open and Luke and Kieran enter the living room, suddenly freezing in their movements as their eyes meet you and Sylus.

Obviously caught in a very intimate moment.

''O-Oh shit!! Boss?! MC??'' Kieran squeaks, while Luke throws his hands over his mask in an attempt to cover his eyes. Shrill screams echo through the huge villa, and Sylus raises an irritated eyebrow, unsure who's louder—the twins or you!

Panicked, the young men try to escape the awkward situation by running off, but Kieran stumbles over a pouf, grabs Luke's arm, and causes both of them to trip and fall to the floor instead.

''Waaah, my eyes, my eeeyes!'' Luke whines, rubbing his hands frantically on his mask, while Kieran tries to gather himself from the floor, still paralyzed by embarrassment.

The twins feel like they just walked into their parents!

''Argh, enough now!'' Sylus snarls and pulls away from you, giving you space to quickly jump off the sideboard and hide behind his large form so you can fix your disheveled state. With a single motion of his hand, the twins are swiftly thrown out of the living room, the door slamming shut behind them with a loud bang.

''N-Noo…!'' You cover your face with your hands in embarrassment, feeling the heat flood your cheeks.

Why didn't you lock the damn door?

''I'll never be able to face them again!'' You whine, wishing the ground would open up beneath you and swallow you whole.

Sylus lets out an amused huff and gently grips your wrists, pulling it away from your flushed face to look at you. ''I feel like the twins aren't any better, Kitten.''

The next morning, the twins are nowhere to be seen when you and Sylus have breakfast in the dining room. And even for the rest of your stay, there is no sign of them, anywhere.

Once you're back home, you find a small gift basket on your doorstep, filled with your favorite sweets, flowers, and plushies. As you approach, you catch a glimpse of two shadows hiding around the corner of your stairway, watching you closely from afar.

Pretending you didn't see them, you pick up the basket, fish for the note inside, and chuckle as you read it silently:

''Sorry MC! We won't tell anyone! Promise!

xoxo, Luke and Kieran

p.s.: Luke has serious questions about the 'sideboard moment' but don't worry, he's too embarrassed to ask.

p.p.s.: Next time, maybe a 'Do Not Disturb' sign?"

Thank you for reading!

Cheri 🍒

[ambrozjas]

hiiii could i request sfw sleeping w/ dallas or just relaxing w him in bed 😛

“can you, like, crank your body temperature lower? you’re like a fuckin’ furnace.” a thick new york accent hit your ears, an accent that could belong to someone no other than dallas winston. despite his snarky comments and jabs, he had you snug against his side with an arm wrapped around you and his head turned to the side, his one act of compliance. he knew you hated when he blew smoke in your face.

“i’m not a robot, dal.” you stated calmly, your eyes still closed as you didn’t feel him stiffen under you. if he really had a problem with it, he would’ve shoved you off a while ago.

he simply huffed. you hummed as it got quiet for a bit, the only noise radiating off of the small television in the front of your room as it played an old recording of ‘the andy griffith show’, which dallas only sat through because you liked it so much.

even though he had claimed to hate the show, it never failed to have him sat in front of the tv with his eyes glued to the screen. he claimed it was because, “there’s nothin’ to do ‘round here” but you knew dally. that was just a ruse, another way of accepting a part of you into his life slowly but surely, breaking down the walls he had so carefully placed after sylvia had penetrated them with her unfaithful behavior.

dallas always had an itch, an itch he could never scratch. he wasn’t sure what for or how this itch developed. all he knew was that he needed to scratch it. one way to look at it is; just like someone who couldn’t put sunscreen on their back, dallas could never reach this itch. no matter how much he smoked or stole or got thrown in the cooler, he could never scratch it.

dally could also never shut up.

“at least change this thing? i can’t stand watching—“

you groaned and flipped over out of his grasp, covering your ears and returning back to your fetal position as he chuckled. dallas liked making you tick. it was like a dog cocking its head at a strange noise, he watched you with intense eyes as he studied your facial expressions. dal always took mental notes, even if you didn’t think he did.

dallas leaned back against the assortment of pillows you had displayed on your bed, eyes still glued to you and a smile still evident on his face. maybe you could scratch this itch that dallas always craves to scratch, maybe you can complete the empty space that remained in him. maybe he’d actually give you a chance, he thought.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ stip because why do i always add these metaphors that don’t maje sense in my writng

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

[valentine-cafe]

Hi! So this is the second of my orders per the question I asked earlier today! :3 Its a smut: Can I get like a scenario for tiramisu (alessio) and the herrera husbands (209) again a scenario where they find their partners (fem or gn afab reader) g spot while fingering them for the first time their partner (us) freaking out at the foreign and much stronger sensation and then after a while when they are about to cum, it also feels unlike anything we experienced and we try to stop them but they calm us down and talk us through it? :3 Thank yew :3

˖⁺. “ right here, baby ? ” : 

﹙ various boyfriends x inexperienced fem reader ﹚.𖹭 ݁

. . . verse 781 alessio, herrera husbands x fem reader !! 🍓 : ﹙ alessio: mercenary ˖ immortal ˖ punkgoth character ˖ jingyi: mad doctor ˖ snake monster ˖ yandere character ˖ rishen: mad scientist ˖ spider-moth-mantis monster ˖ yandere character ﹚

you're still getting used to this type of thing. what happens when your lover finds his inexeperienced darling's sweetspot?

﹙ cws ﹚: explicit content ˖ inexperienced reader ˖ fingering ˖ overstim ˖ multiple orgasms ˖ some mocking | wc : 1.2k 

﹙ receipts ﹚: giiiiddd every request that you put in just SLAPS i had so much fun with this and I'm so excited to get to the others!

꒰  other treats : guidelines ˖ m.list ˖ characters ˖ our lore  ꒱

﹙ Alessio 781. ﹚. . . !! 🍒 : Oh the grin that splits his lips is far from innocent. Unlike you, his poor querida hiccupping your spluttered confusions. “F-Felt so good - Ale - Alessio what was - ah!”

The pads of his fingers push into the spongey flesh. Massaging rapidly in tight, taut circles that cross your eyes at the centre and have you bucking up into his large hand. What the perfect opportunity for him to shove the heel of his palm against your swollen clit and grind down at you.

A pretty girl squirming on his sofa. What more could he possibly ask for?

“Oh? This spot, querida? Right here?” He withdraws and fucks back in to the knuckle. Knocking against the bundle before repeating the motion like a sadistic mantra. “Here? Right here baby? That feel good?”

Fat tears roll down your face and you fist the black throw cushion. Your throat bobs with your soft whines and cries. The overwhelm has you instinctively attempting to squirm up — but Alessio’s large hand claps down on your thigh. Squeezes at the plush flesh. Yanks you down with a small narrow of his emerald eyes.

“Now now. That’s not how we accept a gift. C’mon baby. You can take it - hold tight.” Your pussy squelches and slathers his two long fingers that fuck into you ruthlessly. Hitting bullseye every time as he twists and angles his wrist. Making sure you feel him like a piston.

White clouds your vision and your gasp out through heated lungs. He’s brought you to orgasm before, but this was something else. All consuming as you grip at his shoulders and sob through the hit of release. You’ve stained his hand in sticky slick and he grins.

“Messy girl.” A sloppy slap to your trembling cunt as he yanks his fingers out. Then another firm one to your clit. So that you scrunch your face and whine up at him. If only to choke and cry once he’s finger-fucking you again. Not once leaving that spot. As if addiction itself controlled his hand.

“Since you like it sooo much lemme show you how it really feels.” His thumb digs into your clit once more and rubs quickly. All while he grins down at you. “Poor thing. Just feels soooo good here. Right?”

꒰  mercenary ˖ immortal ˖ punkgoth character  ꒱

﹙ Rishen 209. ﹚. . . !! 🍓 : The second his delicate fingers brushed up against that sweltering bundle of nerves, you were done for. Splashing your excitement all over his hand and squealing in surprise. The heat that prickles through your pussy has you grinding back into his fingers as your head limps into his office desk.

“R-Rishe - Rishheeen - oh god - there -”

You’re not even sure what you’re begging for. All you know is that he’s so close but yet so far away. His fingers continue their strokes, yet fade into a languid stride more than anything. Missing the target each and every time.

For a moment you think he might now understand. Until you open your eyes and bat your heavy lashes full of glossy tears. The sight of his charming smile makes you whine as your hips buck forward with more effort.

“Oh?” He croons, low. As the tips of his fingers circle that throbbing bundle. He knows its exact location, and he demonstrates such by featherly brushing against it. It’s both all you need and so little as you buck your hips up again.

“Does my sweet cielo want something? She’s gonna have to use her words.” He goes back to his terrible aim. Hitting every spot except the one. Your cunt practically does the crying for you. Squelching and trembling. Clenching round his fingers in pathetic little begs. “Look’s like this pretty pussy’s talking louder than you, my dear. . . we can’t have that, now can we?”

He accentuates the lewd claps of your pussy with a rapid pace. Blindly fucking your gummy walls — yet evading that sweet spot each and every time.

You dig your nails into the desk and sob out for him. To make matters worse he teases a thumb on your puffy clit and all you can do is stare up with big, pathetic eyes. “P-Please - please please pleasepleasplease -” you sniffle through your whining cries. Your hips bucking up fruitlessly. “Please there - p-please - please I’ll be - hngh!”

Delirium swims through your head and you let out a mix of whimpers and whines as at last, his fingers begin circling, hitting and massaging the wonderful bundle. All you can do is sag your jaw and dumbly rock your hips through the most intense orgasm of your life.

All while he tilts his head and hums low. “So polite. . . spread a little more, hmm? Let me really overwhelm it.”

꒰  mad scientist ˖ spider-moth-mantis monster ˖ yandere character  ꒱

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﹙ Jìngyí 209. ﹚. . . !! 🍒 : His fingers caressed the spot like a delicate petal. Circled it slow and thoughtfully to really familiarise your clenching cunt with the feel of such intensity pouring through wave after wave.

“Do you know what this is, darling?” He leans over to murmur deeply into your ear. His fingers pull all the way out and then stroke back in. He makes sure to hit that spot again, gently, then massage every so softly. The moans that leave you block out any possible words and you shake your head stiffly with small stiffles.

“F-Feels really - really good - gege,” you hiccup softly and he shushes you with a tender voice. Soft lips peppered over your face as he repeats the rhythmic action.

“So inexperienced. Don’t even know your own body, do you. Oh sweetheart.” Jìngyí is back to circling gently around the area before he hums low once more. “This is your g-spot, my love. Sometimes referred to as the sweet spot.”

His free hand cup the side of your neck and strokes his thumb lightly on your jaw. “The g-spot is characterised as an erogenous area of the vagina, that, when stimulated -” his fingers gradually pick up, yet only enough that has you sighing in bliss and bucking your hips up shakily. “- may lead to great sexual arousal. Potentially even female ejaculation. Like so.”

Abruptly, his fingers begin to reach a slow crescendo. Faster, and faster, until they’re fucking into you so wildly and hitting that one spot dead-on. So that your eyes roll back and you tighten up around him. Spurting and squirting your messy juices until you’re singing for him so beautifully.

“J-Jìng — yí! J-Jìngyí!”

“See, sweetheart? Making a mess all over. Look at you.” His smile is nothing short of sadistic as he works you through a mind-numbing orgasm. Not without fucking his fingers even faster. So that you can barely see, barely think. All you can do is gush over his hand and sob for him through it all. To say that he was almost more excited to find your sweetspot than you surely wouldn’t be too much of an overstatement.

꒰ mad doctor ˖  snake monster ˖ yandere character ꒱

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Calling him love/honey for the first time | skz ❣️

a/n: I'm currently accepting requests for preferences/blurbs in my ask :) for skz (NSFW accepted)

🍒 Bang Chan:

"Honey, can you open this for me?" Chan pauses, looking up from his papers on the couch almost as if he malfunctioned until his lips start to twitch at the end.

"What was that?" He teases.

"I said can you open this for me?" You can't help the shy smile that makes your cheeks feel hot with embarrassment.

"That's not what I heard." He laughs, nose scrunching as he takes the bottle from you. "Only because that was the cutest fucking thing I've ever heard."

Rolling your eyes you grab the soda but not before pressing a kiss to his cheek, "Thank you so much, honey."

Before you can make it too far away, Chan is giving chase. Wrapping his arms tightly around you and kissing your face, "Please say it again and again, you're so cute!!!"

🍒 Felix:

"Hey, love, can you help with something real quick?" You pop your head into the recording room, despite addressing one stray kid in particular all the heads pop up to meet yours.

Changbin is the first one to push against Felix's chest jokingly watch as the blonde man flushes red. Everyone soon joins in, teasing him with small 'loves' as he joins you.

"I can't reach the laundry soap, you put it on the top shelf." Making grabby hands as you press up onto your tippy toes with a pout, showing exactly that.

Felix smirks to himself before stepping closer and reaching but not allowing you to move an inch as he blocks you in against the washer. "Love, huh?" He laughs against the shell of your ear, "That's a new one."

You smile before hitting your bottom lip, "I was trying to be cute, I didn't think they would make fun of you."

"Oh, sweetheart, you are so cute and I like the nickname. Ignore them." That's all the confirmation you need.

He hands you the soap before pressing a kiss against your lips, "I'm going back, baby."

He is half way down the hall before you say, "Okay, love." And just like that he's turning back with a wide smile, cheeks glowing as he walks towards you and presses his lips against yours again.

🍒 Han:

"Well I think I like this one more, honey." You disagree, leaning forward over his shoulder to point to the leather vest. Han seemed to freeze, mouth ajar as he flushed pink.

"What?" You can't help but notice the shift of attitude in the room, watching as he shyly smiles to himself.

"Honey?" He asks, "Since when? You never called me that before." Despite the room full of stylists and models, it is as if you are the only two there.

"Do you not like it? Sorry, I'll stick to Hannie." He shakes his head repeatedly. Peeking up to see if anyone is catching the conversation.

"No, no. It's cute, I like it! Don't stop calling me, honey." He pauses, "I like it, kinda like we are married."

It's your turn to laugh to yourself. "Is it now?"

"Yeah," he agrees, tilting his head up to your own. "Now give me a kiss, honey, before I have to go change." Who are you to deny such a cute man?

🍒 Hyunjin:

"Hyunjin!! That tickles!!" You laugh, pushing his hands away. He doesn't tho, he loves watching the way your nose scrunches as you laugh and how involuntary your limbs move trying to get out of his grasp.

"Hyunjin! Honey! Please." Now that makes him pause, the suddenness of it all confusing you until you meet his eyes.

His cheeks are red, crimson with heat and his eyes don't dare to leave your own. It's your turn to tease him now.

"Honey, you're blushing." He doesn't give you the satisfaction of seeing as his nose nudges your neck to hide his face.

"Stop teasing me," he mumbles softly, "You never called me something like that before. It's always Hannie or Jinnie."

"Do you not like it?"

"Quite the opposite, please call me it again and again and again."

He presses his body into yours, deeper and deeper until you feel his hips stutter. "Do it again."

🍒 Changbin:

"You are so cute, my love." Leaning across the restaurant table to pinch his cheek affectionately, watching as he bites his bottom lip but smiles widely.

"Stop embarrassing m-." He pauses, almost as if his mind had finally caught up, "Wait, what did you say?"

"You are so cute."

He shakes his head, "No after that."

"My love?" Those two words make his heart pound as he reaches for your hand, bringing it to his ips before kissing softly.

"One more time, I don't think I was hearing you correctly." The amused look on his face makes you want to roll your eyes, instead you prop your elbows in the table before resting your chin into the cup of your hands.

You make a kissy face followed by an obnoxiously loud sucking sound which makes his eyes wide. He looks around at the eyes that follow you before he's pressing his hands against your lips.

"Baby! I'm sorry for teasing you, please stop!"

"But," you pout, "My love doesn't like my nickname for him."

"I do! A little too much, please stop!"

🍒 Lee Know:

It's not hard to notice the chance in Lee Know as he watches the couple across from you - the other half of the double date make kissy faces at each other.

Watching the woman - your friend stroke her boyfriend's hair affectionately, something you only did when you were alone. It's not like he's mad but would like for your love to be known, especially in public.

He would never tell you though, luckily for him you can see right through him. He speaks to the couple, making a few jokes before he feels your hands sneak between his arm.

Resting your head against his shoulder and pouting before speaking. "I'm sleepy, love."

Lee know does a double take, not believing the words. He bites his bottom lip, trying to hide the smile that breaks through anyways.

"Do you want to go back and sleep? Do you need me, love?"

There's the word again, the one that makes his heart race as he cutely nods. You smile big and reach up to pinch his cheek which makes him giggle.

He actually giggles and just like that you know you know exactly how to make your boyfriend putty in your hands.

🍒 I.N.:

"Honey, I think it's crooked." Finger touching your chin in concentration as his head snaps towards you. The task at hand of hanging the painting is long forgotten.

"Honey?" He questions but smiles shortly after. "You are so cute baby."

He disregards the painting completely, dropping it to the ground before wrapping his arms tightly around you. He presses a soft his to your forehead.

"Say it again baby, I wanna hear it."

"Honey, honey, honey." You mumble before his lips are kissing your face, nose, cheek, lips, pretty much any surface of untouched skin.

"Again, pretty, I wanna hear it again."

🍒 Seungmin:

"Baby?" Seungmin called, normally you would be at the door to greet him home from work. He pops his head into the kitchen, maybe too distracted making dinner or dishing up some takeout but you are no where to be found.

"Babe?" He tries again but nothing. He wanders throughout the house until he finally makes it to the bedroom.

"Surprise!!" Followed by the sound of noise makers, "Happy birthday, my love!!!"

The room is full of balloons, pictures and streamers hanging from the cellying and scattered along the floor.

"It's not my birthday, baby." He smiles despite the fact, "Did you just call me love? You've never done that before."

"Well you're going to be gone on your tour, I thought we could celebrate." You sigh, "And you always call me a nickname, I wanted to give you one back."

He pouts softly before his arms wrap tightly around you, "You are so sweet, princess. I love you."

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Idk if ur doing requests BUT IF YOU AREE could I req a part 2 of that sinister mark x reader fic u made? I re-read it SOOOOO often it’s stupid… If ur not doing req just ignore this lololol

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I am taking requests; I tend to write whatever catches my fancy. And I'm so glad you liked my writing

Right okay. You were lying in your bed next to a psychopathic serial killer who loved you in a different universe. The killer has enough strength to destroy an entire city, and he's lying in your bed. He's lying in your bed with his head on your chest and his arms locked around your waist. He's lying directly on top of you, his body trapping you underneath him. The other Invincibles were still out there killing, and instead of being able to help you were stuck underneath this crazy man who's madly in love with you.

"You're thinking too hard it's making your heart rate change." Fuck. He was still awake.

"I'm sorry." You apologize and hope that he accepts it for what it is, and goes to sleep so you can spend more time thinking about how to get out of here.

"What are you thinking about?" You can feel him grip you tightly in his arms like you're a stuffed animal.

"Just worried about my family." You were worried about your family. You were also worried about Mark deciding you weren't acting like the you he had killed, and then ripping you in half.

"You're lying." You tried to stop your heart from speeding up, but that was dman near impossible. You couldn't tell if he was angry at you or not. His voice had been the same monotone for the entire conversation.

"You think I'm going to kill you, right?" He takes his hands from around your waist and begins to hold himself over you, looking directly into your eyes.

"No, Mark, of course not." Your voice is shaking, and you can tell by the way a smirk starts to form on his lips that he knows you're lying. His forearms were on bracketing your head.

"You're scared. I can tell you know. You've never been this agreeable a day in your life." His breath is brushing against your lips. "If you thought you could win you'd be telling me to go fuck myself." He leans in even closer, and now his lips are less than an inch from yours. "And if you thought you were going to die you'd be calling me a bitch, but you think that if you play nice I won't kill you."

Fuck. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He starts to giggle then. "Yes, you do. I know you. You think I'm gonna fall for this keep sweet routine, but I know you like I know my own heart."

You feel a tremor start to go through your body. Okay, so maybe he wasn't completely crazy.

"And as fun as it is seeing you try so hard to pretend like you don't want to gut me. That's not my Y/N. So what's it gonna take to get you riled up, gorgeous?"

You don't know how to walk through this without getting your head chopped off.

"Or maybe in this world you are just a fucking pushover that'll let me do whatever I want." His hand moves to your face as he says that and grips you underneath your chin.

"Fuck. You." You're an idiot, and you're going to die for it, great.

He smiles harder at that, leans down, and attacks your lips with his. It's like he's starving. He bites and nips at your lips until they draw blood and then pulls himself away.

"There you go. There's my Y/N." There was no way out then, huh? Guess you're just gonna have to risk it.

"What the fuck do you want from me." You're out of breath. He had been kissing you for so long that you thought you were going to run out of air.

"What I've always wanted, Y/N." His smile drops as he finally looks back at your eyes.

"I want you."

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🍒 - Fluff ❤️‍🔥 - Smut ⭐ - Angst

jude bellingham;

[🍒] Just like daddy

Where Jude takes your son to get his hair cut and they look alike.

[🍒] Passanger prince

When you're driving around Madrid and you tease him for not knowing how to drive.

[❤️‍🔥] Kind of night

When you meet at a club and end up making out in the bathroom. It's not completely smut.

[🍒⭐] I'm all yours

When you go to a Real Madrid party and he's dying of jealousy of you.

[🍒] Little midfielder

When he's hurt but your little boy wants to play soccer.

[⭐] Womanizer

Where false rumors of cheating arise and you end up getting hurt.

[🍒] Birthday boys

When he and your little boy have the same birthday.

[🍒⭐] My woman

Where after a serious defeat another player from the national team ends up verbally attacking you and Jude defends you.

[❤️‍🔥] Underwear

When you go to pick him up from training and things start to get heated on the way.

[🍒] Bother you

Where you guys plan to go out, but his brother has other plans, which involve disturbing you both.

[🍒] Dinner plans

Where you want to go out for dinner but have a spoiled baby at home.

[🍒] Tea time

When your little girl has a tea party and wants you to join in.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Our first time

When you decide to have your first time in the guest room. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Are you my daddy?

Where you are a famous singer and took your son to a show, but you didn't expect that he would think Jude was his father.

[🍒⭐] El clássico

After Real Madrid's defeat in the championship the only thing he wants is to find solace in your arms.

[🍒] Cuddly boy

A sick baby and an important game, all in the same day.

[🍒] Halloween

Just a fun night of scares with your boyfriend.

[❤️‍🔥] Honeymoon

When you get married and can finally have some alone time.

[🍒] First day of school

When you discover that you are not so prepared for your child's first day of school.

[🍒] Be like them

Where you want to change your hair to go out with other wags, but he doesn't agree.

[🍒] La liga

When he's really drunk and won't stop proposing to you on international TV.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Provocations

Where your boyfriend is very focused on the game but you also want attention. It's not completely smut.

[🍒⭐] I'm here

When you have an anxiety attack after someone calls you names.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Is your mother here?

When you guys end up having a hot moment and his mom shows up. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Fashion critic

When he asks for a private fashion show.

[🍒] Mini Bellingham

When you tell him you're pregnant.

[🍒] Boyfriend material

Headcanon of what he would be like as your boyfriend.

[🍒] Moning after

When after your first time as a couple, he does everything to please you.

[⭐] Do you still love me?

When he gets really weird around you and it seems like he doesn't love you anymore.

[🍒] Rainy nights

Where your little boy is afraid of thunder and you go to sleep together to calm him down.

[🍒] Épouse-moi?

Where he proposes to you on a random afternoon with the most beautiful words you've ever heard.

[🍒] Play with me

When on any given Sunday he is super bored and you need to entertain him.

[🍒⭐] Lond distance

When your long-distance relationship is going through difficult times.

[🍒] Fever and moody

When he's sick and just being the most dramatic person in the world.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Let's have a baby

When he enters the phase of wanting a baby and keeps asking for you whenever he can.

[🍒⭐️] Kissing in the rain

When you are fighting and you decide to leave his house in the middle of a storm.

[❤️‍🔥] Caught in the act

When you are taking a trip to his parents' house and he has a very interesting idea. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Baby at the stadium

When you take your daughter to watch a Real Madrid game for the first time.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Play fair

When he makes you a surprise visit at dawn and things go the other way. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Overprotect

When he becomes super protective during your pregnancy.

[🍒] Cramps

When one dawn you are not feeling well and he is super careful with you.

jobe bellingham;

[🍒] Big boy

In the middle of an english winter your boyfriend is big enough to keep you warm.

[🍒] Too short for me

Where you guys are trying to make breakfast but teasing you is way cooler.

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Irresistible

When you are too irresistible to him. It's not completely smut.

[🍒] Boyfriend material

Headcanon of what he would be like as your boyfriend.

kylian mbappe;

[🍒❤️‍🔥] Score me

When he scores the first hat trick of the season and you make a surprise. It's not completely smut.

hector fort;

[❤️‍🔥] So small.

When after a game he wants to have fun specifically with you.

pedri gonzalez;

[🍒] Can you love me?

When your pregnancy hormones are on the surface and he is all careful.

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Hi Cam! Can I please order, [1.3] [2.1] [3.3] [4.2]? Thank you so much! 🥰

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💬 “No One Else Gets to Touch You.”

✨ Description & Prompts:

 Character: Luke Hughes

 Prompt: “Caught kissing in a hallway — and it’s not just kissing anymore”

Tropes: jealousy, possessive!Luke, rough smut

 Word count: ~1.3k

 Type: smut with hurt/comfort softness

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You didn’t expect him today.

The last thing Luke texted you was something along the lines of “back-to-back travel sucks, I’m dying” — so when you exit your lecture and spot him in the hallway, hoodie up and hands in his pockets, your heart full-on stutters.

You almost miss him at first — he’s leaning against the far wall like he belongs there, head down, pretending to scroll his phone.

You’re about to call out when someone next to you says your name.

“Need the notes?” It’s Ryan.

Cute, confident, too-smooth-for-his-own-good Ryan, the guy who always saves you a seat and keeps offering to “grab coffee sometime.”

You never said yes. But you’ve never said no either.

You laugh, thanking him as you accept the printed copy. He says something dumb about how “girls like you shouldn’t strain their wrists handwriting notes,” and you roll your eyes.

But you don’t notice Luke watching.

Don’t see the way his jaw ticks the second Ryan brushes your arm.

You don’t hear the silent exhale he lets out when your laugh slips through the air like it belongs to someone else.

He stays hidden.

Burning.

—

You round the corner toward your dorm, steps light, smile still playing on your lips.

He grabs your wrist.

“Luke—?” But he’s already got you pushed against the wall.

His mouth crashes into yours like it’s the only way he can breathe. His hands are on your hips — then sliding lower. You gasp into the kiss, but he doesn’t give you time to speak.

“You’re mine,” he mutters into your neck. “Don’t let him touch you again.”

“What are you—”

His thigh presses between yours, mouth still dragging hot along your jaw.

“Don’t play dumb. You know he’s into you.”

You blink. “Ryan? He’s just—”

Luke groans. “Don’t care.”

He kisses you again — rough, possessive — until your backpack drops to the floor and your hands are in his hair and—

“Oh.”

You both freeze.

Ryan stands at the hallway entrance.

Sees everything.

Stares for just a second too long.

Luke doesn’t stop touching you.

Ryan’s mouth opens like he’s going to say something, then he doesn’t. He turns around. Walks away.

Your heart’s in your throat.

Luke smirks. “Good.”

—

You barely get the door to your dorm shut before his mouth is back on you.

Your hoodie is halfway off. His fingers hook in your waistband. His teeth graze your collarbone. You moan his name — part frustration, part full-body want.

He lifts you like you weigh nothing. Carries you to the bed like it’s muscle memory.

“You let him flirt with you?” he growls.

“I didn’t even—” You gasp when he presses against you. “—notice.”

“Well I noticed,” he snaps, hands rough on your thighs. “And I haven’t seen you in weeks. And that’s the first thing I walk into?”

Your hand wraps around his jaw. “Then shut up and do something about it.”

He does.

The rest is hands in hair, hips grinding, heavy panting and hot, messy kisses.

You don’t even care that the blinds are only half drawn. That your bed is squeaking. That your RA is two doors down.

You just want him.

And he wants to remind you exactly who you belong to.

—

"Luke,” you gasp, breath hitching as your back hits the mattress. “Lock the door.”

He kicks it shut with one foot.

“No interruptions,” he mutters, pulling his hoodie over his head, revealing the tight white t-shirt underneath that clings to his chest like sin.

He drops to his knees between your legs. “Take these off.” His fingers tug at your leggings. His voice is low, but shaky — not from nerves, from the way he’s barely holding it together.

You obey, and that’s his undoing.

He kisses down your thighs — not gently. It’s hungry, fast, lips and teeth and tongue dragging across skin like he wants to mark you, prove something.

“You have no idea,” he mutters, hot against your skin, “what seeing him touch you did to me.”

You tilt your head, breathless. “Wasn’t even flirting.”

“He was.” His voice is firm now. “And he’s a fucking idiot if he thought you’d ever—” His hand pushes your panties aside and two fingers slide in, deep, curling just right.

You arch. “Fuck—Luke—”

“You’re mine,” he whispers, eyes dark and heavy. “Say it.”

“I’m yours.”

“Again.”

“I’m—fuck—yours, Luke.”

His mouth meets yours as he pushes in — not soft, not slow. You claw at his back, nails dragging red across his skin as he buries himself to the hilt with a broken groan.

You gasp his name.

“Missed you,” he growls into your neck, thrusts hard enough to rock the frame. “Missed this. Missed you.”

Your head falls back. “Then show me.”

He does.

It’s all tangled limbs and heavy moans, his hand gripping your throat just enough to make you whimper, just enough to feel him everywhere. You’re both panting, dripping, frenzied and frustrated, like the space between NHL games and campus halls just wasn’t fair.

He finishes with your name on his lips — breathless, worshipped, like it’s the only prayer he knows.

And then it’s over. Sort of.

Because then he’s holding you.

—

His forehead rests against yours.

You’re both sweaty. Out of breath. Twined in each other.

“I’m sorry,” he says quietly.

“For what?”

“For not texting more. For showing up like this. For… losing my shit.”

You trace lazy shapes into his arm. “You didn’t lose it. You just got a little territorial.”

He snorts. “Understatement.”

There’s a pause.

“I just don’t get to have you much,” he says, more vulnerable now, voice raw. “And seeing someone else… I know it’s not fair, but I couldn’t take it.”

Your hand finds his cheek.

“Then don’t waste time being mad,” you whisper. “Just be here. Now.”

He leans into your palm. “I missed you. So much more than I thought I would.”

You kiss him. Gentle, slow. The kind of kiss that feels like home.

He kisses you back like a promise.

[sugarcherryrobbing]

" I'll take another piece of you, something I can sink my teeth into . . . "

🌸 INTRODUCTION | RULES | SUGAR ROBBING DELIGHT

CHERRY | 18 SHE / THEY

Hello! You may call me Mod 🍒🧊, Cherry, Sugar, or perhaps Chanterelle! I wanted to make my own writing blog for some time! I may also doodle for you all if I can! I will try my best, but before I accept requests, please check the rules below!

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✥ - WHAT I WILL WRITE FOR (FANDOM) - ✥

☄. *. ⋆ Roblox, Pressure, PHIGHTING!, Blocktales, Forsaken, Cookie Run, Sonic, and soon more to be added!

✥ - WHAT I WILL WRITE FOR (ETC) - ✥

☄. *. ⋆ Fluff, Light Gore, Angst, Yandere, Obsessive, Scenarios, Headcanons (preferred), One-Shots, Platonic, Romantic, Gender-Neutral will be the default, and more to be added!

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☄. *. ⋆ NSFW, Heavy Gore, Fetish Content, OC x Canon, Canon x Canon, Problematic Pairings (Incest, Adult x Minor, etc.).

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[allwaswell16]

A One Direction fic rec of fics I think you should read twice as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers. You can find my other recs here. Happy reading!

- Louis / Harry -

🍒 This Multiplicity of Powers by @helloamhere

(E, 149k, X-Men au) Maybe there’s a universe where he doesn’t have to keep all his secrets on the inside. But this isn’t that universe.

🍒 There’s Such a Lot of World to See by @crinkle-eyed-boo

(E, 125k, Doctor Who au) Louis has seen a great many things throughout his travels in time and space, but only one he can’t explain: He keeps meeting the same boy, who says the same thing to him each time.

🍒 And What If I Were You by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom

(E, 109k, blind Louis) For Louis, will losing his sight give him the clarity to realise what is right in front of him? For Harry, will losing the love of his life give him the strength to finally open his heart?

🍒 ghost of you by beckywritesthings / @beckydoesthings

(E, 109k, Star Wars au) when Harry Styles, esteemed Jedi Knight, finds out he has to work with the hot-tempered Mandalorian Duke, Louis Tomlinson, he’s prepared for it to go poorly. But it doesn’t, testing both of their boundaries of what they deem acceptable for a partnership.

🍒 Black with Autumn Rain by whimsicule / @baroness-elsa

(T, 93k, magical realism) Harry is a journalist, Louis has lots of secrets and the moors aren't exactly the ideal place to rekindle a lost romance.

🍒 Nothing But You On My Mind by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense

(E, 83k, royal) Louis Tomlinson is a PR manager hired to improve the image of royal bad-boy Prince Harry Styles. Unfortunately for him, that means being faced with the Prince's constant innuendos, incessant dirty jokes, and relentless flirting. 

🍒 Unveiled by @phdmama

(M, 65k, omegaverse) most surprising are the people. There is a crowd gathered, filled with men and women, some in what looks to be a military uniform, some in what must be the street clothes in this Land. There are no robes. And not a single one of them is veiled.

🍒 Old Photographs & Times I'll Remember by @jaerie

(E, 53k, time travel) H.S. was likely the man in the photographs as well as the owner of the suitcase. Who was he? Why had his suitcase found its way into Niall’s attic? Was he still alive and well somewhere in the world? A camera, a suitcase, and a relationship forged through time.

🍒 Tied to Fate by @littlelouishiccups

(E, 52k, ghost) After his estranged father’s death, Harry inherits a castle in England that has belonged to his family for generations and he knows nothing about. When he breaks up with his boyfriend, Harry decides England is the perfect place for a small vacation. He isn’t prepared to meet Louis Tomlinson

🍒 The Second Hand Unwinds by @kingsofeverything

(E, 51k, time travel) Louis Tomlinson is one of the first members of NASA's top secret Chrono Exploration Program. When things go wrong and he's sent further back in time than planned, he has no other option than to show up on his ex-boyfriend's doorstep.

🍒 Tied Down by HamPalpert

(E, 48k, crime) The most interesting case in Liam and Niall's careers falls directly into their laps, courtesy of an epic fuck-up of one Harry Styles, partner to the almost-infamous drug dealer Louis Tomlinson. 

🍒 take my hand (and my heart and soul) by bananasandboots / @anylessreal

(M, 45k, amnesia) the one where Harry hasn't spoken to his best friend in sixteen months and can't remember why.

🍒 And That's The Tea by @2tiedships2

(M, 27k, soulmates) the one where Louis loses his soulmate before even getting the chance to meet them, and he is in no way prepared for the kind of distraction his new friend Harry proves to be.

🍒 No One Like You by myownspark / @myownsparknow

(M, 19k, historical) Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

🍒 I Am the Blinking Light by @dearmrsawyer

(G, 19k, ghost) There is a legend of a lighthouse far out to sea. It can’t be found on any map, and those who do find it never return. They say a ghost haunts the lighthouse, and you can hear it calling out in loneliness on the ocean waves.

🍒 Have Me And Hold Me by @letsjustsee

(NR, 5k, established relationship)  a wedding day AU in which Louis will let nothing stand in the way of a perfect day - especially a little rain.

🍒 No One But You Got Me Feeling This Way by runaway_train / @runaway-train-works

(E, 3k, camboy) The one where Harry has a particular desire that only Louis can fulfill

- Rare Pairs -

🍒 I Had Rather (series) by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

(E, 261k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Nick and Louis like each other, but sometimes that's not enough.

🍒 Miss Missing You by harriet_vane

(M, 16k, Liam/Louis) Louis wakes up after an accident with a year of memories gone and something not quite right about his relationship with Liam.

🍒 Favourite Boy by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment

(T, 8k, Louis/Zayn) Zayn and Louis have been hook-ups for the past three years and Zayn is getting frustrated with it, but doesn't know what to do about it.

[melanchoire]

welcome to my blog! i'm meya. i only write nsfw for female groups. (blurbs, fics and imagines.) if you want to read content about idol x idol, check out my second account @tearsofdiamonds

latest fic: “please don't stop the music.” (kim minjeong.)

most popular work: “better than sweets." (yu jimin.)

⌗ i only write for members who are of legal age (20+), or in any case, members for whom i feel comfortable writing for.

⌗ i mainly write for aespa and ive + at the moment they are my priority but i have no problem writing about the other girl groups i have a masterlist for. my inbox is always open and any ask or requests about them are welcome. (i’m not writing for kiss of life anymore.)

⌗ i also accept requests for threesomes/gangbangs from members of the same or different groups.

⌗ on this account dark topics (dubcon, g!p, stepcest, etc.) are allowed <3 so if they’re not your type, you’re kindly welcome to not interact with my content.

⌗ right now fic requests are open and my inbox is always open for drabbles or thoughts.

groups i write for:

aespa

itzy

ive (no leeseo.)

katseye (no yoonchae.)

le sserafim (no eunchae.)

newjeans (no danielle, haerin and hyein.)

⌗⌗ anons. 🎀–🪽–🐬–👹–📽️–🐱–😼–💋–🐣–🤓–🌷–🐰–🧸–👽–🌺–🍒–🧛–🪷–🦖–🥛

⌗⌗ masterlists.

aespa - itzy - ive - lssfm - njz

[miyumimii]

⋆˚࿔ K-POP DEMON HUNTERS RP REQUEST 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ Y'all seen Netflix's new movie, K-Pop Demon Hunters? What an absolute masterpiece! I know this is very fresh to ask as it just came out but I would REALLY love to do a roleplay about the movie.゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

‧₊ ᵎᵎ However if you haven't seen the movie please don't read this post as it does contain SPOILERS so please re-read this post when you have fully watched the movie. 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮

જ⁀➴ INTRO ༄.°

╰┈➤ ⟢ Hiya I am MiMi or Miyu, I go by both. I have a passion for writing. I absolutely love to roleplay but it has been a hit or miss with motivation when it comes to roleplay. However after seeing K-POP DEMON HUNTERS, I decided that I really wish to find a roleplay partner/s that also has seen the movie as is willing to roleplay with me! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙— Of course I will be seeking for someone who is interested in OC (Me) x CC (You), CC (Me) x CC (You) or OC (Me) x OC (You), I do not mind at all. However I will not be doing double ups as it can be a bit too much for me. I am a Novella writer but can be moved down to a Literate if needed. I would heavily appreciate if someone could also be a Novella writer or Literate writer too! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂)⸝♡

જ⁀➴ REQUIREMENTS ༄.°

▶︎ • 18+ ONLY

▶︎ • Must have Literate or Novella literacy

▶︎ • Discord ONLY (Open for other socials if needed)

▶︎ • Good communication skills

▶︎ • Comfortable doing OC x CC, CC x CC or OC x OC

▶︎ • You have to state your triggers before jumping in further

▶︎ • Long-term RPs ONLY

▶︎ • DO NOT GHOST

▶︎ • 1x1 ONLY

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

⤷ MAIN RULE = 3 DAYS WITHOUT A REPLY = REMOVE

˚.🎀༘ I prefer to play as female but I do not mind being male but that will only be for me being as OC.⋆

જ⁀➴ PAIRINGS ༄.°

▶︎ • Rumi x Jinu

▶︎ • Mira x Romance

▶︎ • Mira x Abby

▶︎ • Zoey x Mystery

▶︎ • Zoey x Baby

▶︎ • OC x Any (Saja Boys)

▶︎ • OC x OC (Your OC x My OC)

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

⤷ ♥︎ I am open to hear more pairings if you have any in mind! Rare pairs are allowed. ❀࿐

જ⁀➴ PLOTS ༄.°

╰┈➤ OC x CC

For this plot I came up with the idea of my OC being the Saja Boys's manager where they manage the group in order to help them take down Huntrix once and for all. It will be a slow burn romance between my OC with one of the group members though I am open for love triangles or more.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

╰┈➤ CC x CC

We can just go off base from the actual plot line from the movie it's self but we can do different AUs to change the story and such. Honestly I don't really mind as long it's within the story plot from the movie.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

╰┈➤ OC x OC

Honestly I think for a plot based on the pair OC x OC I would prefer if we shared ideas as this will involve your character as well. I prefer to make sure my roleplay partner/s are happy and comfortable. Hence why I usually go with the flow and I am very open.

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

⤷ °‧🫧⋆ Any suggestions / ideas are welcome. If you want things changing up then I will be more than happy to accept and help to grow your ideas to make the roleplay enjoyable for the both of us. .ೃ࿔*:･

જ⁀➴ OUTRO ༄.°

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡ Thank you for your time in reading this. I really hope my post catches your eye and we can roleplay! If you have any questions please be sure to reach out to me. (๑>؂•̀๑)

▶︎ • If you're interested please DM me for further more information.

▶︎ • If you're shy to reach out, please like this post for a DM from me.

▶︎ • Any questions? Don't be shy to ask!

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[arminsumi]

WHEW🚴 can i request corrupting canon verse armin??? sure, he’s seen his fellow soldiers go in and out of brothels but that’s so indecent to him!!! :( poor boy doesn’t get the hype of sex and even how good it feels, maybe armin had an occasional wet dream but he’s too focused on his work to know how an orgasm feels or how to pleasure others… UNTIL Y/N PULLS UPPP😶‍🌫️

thank you sm i adore your writing

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

ARMIN x f.reader

Warnings; 🔞 MDNI, smut

Kinks; masturbation, oraljob (reader giving), inxperienced Armin x experienced reader, accidental edging, unprotected sex, creampie, kinda sub!armin and soft dom!reader

A/N; WHEEE this request had me holding my breath 😩💕 ty i hope u like what i did with it mwaaa

It just didn't occur to armin that he could touch and stroke his cock whenever it got stiff. That needy feeling persistently nagged him, but he paid it no mind like a good and disciplined soldier and went back to his duties.

Sometimes he'd look confusedly at his sheets in the morning after waking, wondering why there was a small puddle on his sheets of this creamy white... milk? No, that couldn't be milk, it was the wrong consistency, and it also didn't taste like milk, as he discovered.

It was curious that, when he was around you, his cock got stiff. And stubbornly so. Sometimes while talking to you, he felt it begin to strain against the black fabric of his uniform dress pants.

When you confronted him about it, he stuttered and attempted to explain himself sophisticatedly. "I don't know, it gets like this when I talk to you... when I think about you."

How cute. But you knew more than he did, poor innocent angel that he was. You offered to help him out, and he accepted with a nervous gulp.

"Wh-what are you getting on your knees for? You're gonna hurt your knees and — it's — it's cold!" he looked at you confusedly.

"Oh, Armin, don't worry. I'm gonna teach you how to take care of yourself, m'kay?" you smiled, your thighs pillowing flat as you kneeled before him.

You looked up at him. What a damn good-looking man, so handsome in his uniform with that pendant around his neck.

When he first felt your lips engulf his hard cock, he visibly melted and went straight to heaven. A staggering moan escaped his lips, but he had no idea why he made that sound. "Sorry... that was, um, involuntary?" he apologized through ragged breaths.

When you pulled away and he saw the sloppy mess of saliva left on his cock, he busted right there. Hot, creamy ropes of cum shot all over your tongue and mouth.

His chest heaved up and down, he tried to catch his breath and apologize at the same time.

"I-I don't know why I — how did I — I'm so sorry, it got all over you! Let me get you a towel!" and he scurried off to get you one.

After that life-changing experience, Armin practiced jerking himself off a few times. He was starting to get an idea of how good sex must be, and why his fellow soldiers snuck off to brothels so often.

Sometimes he felt shameful when he got hard, and avoided touching himself.

He had to really distract himself.

So he'd do some pushups and get into a sweaty workout. But he'd be rock hard throughout it, his cock aching and nagging to be touched. You at the forefront of his mind, of course.

In the shower one day, he finally gave into his desires and stroked himself off. Rivulets of piping hot water ran down the contours of his physique, precum spurted out his reddened cockhead. The veins showed up all over.

Each stroke became faster and faster as he tried to chase that familiar feeling to the finish line. He threw his head back and let the water wash over his face, let it run down his neck, his chest, his abs... his tummy flexed at the sensation of fucking his hand.

His cock twitched at the memory of your lips. And his thoughts? All he could think about was how it would feel to have sex with you. How it would feel to actually be between your soft thighs, to have you take his cock.

"Hey! Miiin? You in there?" you called.

He stopped immediately, hissing because he just unknowingly accidentally edged himself.

"Yeah! Just a minute!" he yelled in response.

He hastily turned the water off and wrapped a towel around his waist.

How annoying... his cock made a tent.

His tip nuzzled against the soft fabric, making a tickling sensation. "Shit..." he mumbled.

He had to calm down before presenting himself to you. But he just couldn't. So instead he compromised and folded his hands over that region, so he could press his cock down and look normal.

"What is it?" he innocently poked his head around the corner.

You motioned for him to come out quickly. It was just some small favor that you needed him for — fixing a tiny ODM gear mechanic.

"I should repay you in advance. Wanna take that towel off?" you asked cheekily.

His ears perked up. His heart raced — it went nuts. His cock only just started calming down, now it made a tent again with the towel. Armin flushed bright red and half-heartedly concealed his hard-on, but you pulled his hands away.

"Don't be ashamed, Armin, it's totally normal. I get it." you said.

"Sorry... I-I gues I just... I like you a lot?"

"Mmm... i think it's a bit more than that." you said. "you wanna fuck me, don't you?"

He audibly swallowed and stared at you dumbfoundedly with those baby blue eyes. He nodded and weakly responded with a small and shy "Y-yeah... I do."

"Well, c'mon, I'm right here. Give it to me." you said, hopping on his bed, pulling off your panties from under your uniform skirt.

Armin's eyes went big. His dick was so hard that it hurt.

"Come here." you beckoned him. He didn't hesitate.

Soon you had him kneeling on the bed, staring curiously as your pretty plush thighs parted for the blond soldier. Your dirty smile was so inviting to him, but —

"What... what exactly am I supposed to do?" he asked.

"Fuck me." you giggled.

"But... how?" he blinked.

You giggled louder.

He let out a gasp when you reached for his cock, tugging on it a bit. "Put this," you said, "in here." you spread your legs wider to display your soaked pussy.

That sight made him widen his eyes. He stuttered, "Oh... o-okay, I'll try?"

The poor boy, it took him a while to... ahem... find the hole. And when his tip first pushed past your supple lower lips, he came immediately. He came a lot. It felt like he burst inside you.

"Ooh, you've never felt pussy before, huh?" you teased.

Well, it wasn't only that; he had just edged himself in the shower.

"N-no, I haven't. I-I don't really know what I'm doing. c-can you guide me? Please?" he pleaded cutely.

"Of course, come closer; push it deeper. Mhm, there, like that, keep going. Deeper, deeper — there we go — oh fuck — you're thick."

"Is that a good thing...?"

"Mhm, definitely. Ah, okay, thrust your hips now, just imagine you're doing those ODM gear warmup exercises, Y'know what I'm talking about?"

"Y-yeah. Ah fuck... like this?"

You rolled your eyes back and he groaned. His cock was pulsating. It felt so damn good all over, he felt all this dopamine rushing through his brain.

"Oh — oh — yes — fuck, ohmygod— Armin, keep doing that."

You kept guiding him through the motions until... well, until he figured it out and ended up fucking you dumb.

You didn't expect that. But that's so Armin of him; he's a quick learner, of course after a little sex lesson he'd know exactly what to do, and excel at it. Well, some of it was also just primal instinct.

Your plush pussy engulfed him and squeezed out more of his creamy cum. It got messy, so messy.

His forehead beaded with sweat, dampening his bangs and causing them stick to his skin.

Fully flushed. Breath short — he panted as he easily came a third time inside you.

His thrusts made your eyes roll back, hard, and your pussy clenched around him like it never wanted to let go. Just a few more strokes and you felt yourself gushing and shaking under him.

"Oh my god..." he whimpered at the sight of you cumming for him.

He wanted to make you do that again and again — he got a little addicted to sex with you after that, some days he'd come pawing on your skirt with these pleading, lustful eyes.

[lcvecove]

꒰ 𝓷ote ꒱ … oh my gosh, i can’t believe there’s 3k of you angels on my silly little blog. it’s happened at the perfect time with my semester coming to a close soon and i’m itching to write.

꒰ 𝓮vent 𝓮tiquette ꒱

you can request for anyone on my masterlist or people you’ve seen me post on my blog. if you’re unsure if i write for someone or you wanna request someone new, just shoot me a DM or ask in the inbox and i’ll let you know : ) you can include up to three different prompts per request, please don’t exceed this limit.

-> please copy and paste the prompt in your request , instead of just doing a “number # with xxx”

⋆ requests will be accepted until ( june 10th )

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🍒 … angst

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🍒 … nsfw

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©lcvecove — please refrain from copying/taking inspiration/posting any of my content to your blog or any other platform.

[valentine-cafe]

how would the 209 herrera husbands be with an extremely shy assistant (like no eye contact, only the tiniest conversation and is always stuttering) who is still very kind, like giving them their morning coffee or silently arranging their papers in their office without them even having to ask their assistant to do it. (and of course assistant has a big crush on them, but refuses to say anything about it cuz 1. shyness 2. the boys are already married and they do not wish to be a homewrecker).

gn preferably so everyone can read it and keep up the good work i really love what you do guys and you’re basically my role models atp (sorry if the request is bad i don’t know how to do that at all—)

˖⁺. ﹙ mad doctor yandere  x gn reader x mad scientist yandere. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . Don't rush away just yet dear !! 🍒 :  jìngyí: mad doctor ˖ naga ˖ yandere character ˖ rishen: mad scientist ˖ mantis-moth-spider hybrid ˖ yandere character﹙ verse 209 jìngyí & rishen. ﹚

you are their shy little assistant

Now, they are no strangers to tepidness in the people around them. If it is not their intimidating aura, then their crippling charm certainly did the trick.

You were different, however. They have always loved the shyness of those they find attractive. You ticked that box right off with spiraled their interest to your constant cast-away vision. Your stammered struggles. Not to mention your sweet acts.

They would describe you in one way — darling. With your big pupils and flustered face whenever they so much as stood a few inches apart from you.

If these two are anything, they are indulgers. How can they resist a pretty thing such as yourself ready to run away and hide under a rock the second you catch sight of them? Your interest in them is so painfully obvious, so why not have a little workplace fun?

Your averted gazes are the first target.

“Let me see your eyes, darling. I am speaking to you.”

Jìngyí would muse whenever you desperately attempted to look the other way. Persist and you will receive lean, elegant fingers turning your chin towards him. Before your cheek receives a small pat and he smiles that devilishly charming smile.

“There we go. Not so hard, is it?”

Rishen is even worse. Whenever you stammered and hurried through your words, his head would tilt and his brows arch. That smile - it should be illegal. The more your heart raced, you’d eventually attempt escape. Alas his tut would stop you dead in your tracks.

“Now, now. Cariño. Get back here hmm? We’re discussing such important matters after all.”

He’ll put his hand on yours when you struggle further. Strike a smile that makes you wish to run anyway.

And then came the gifts. They were small at first — your favourite warm beverage, some snacks at lunch on your desk. Some random days off. Jewellery for ‘performance’-

How could they resist with that flustered look on your face and the way you so vehemently attempted to deny their gifts. If only for them to insist that it is of most important that you accept. You wouldn’t reject a gift from your employers after all — right?

All in all, you’re a fun little thing to play around with. Especially when you go on about your worries of being a homewrecker to Rishen — to which the scientist let out a laugh, cupped your face and murmured in a voice to put velvet to shame.

“Oh, my dear. Do you not see that my husband wants you just as much?”

Mercy, mercy on your poor heart.