#my fyp

[lazyrith]

yooo, AMIGOS

[tr1x-the-tr1ckst3r]

Since you guys here are special (and I'm lazy)

You guys get a sneak peak!!! (It's kinda like the pic for the cover of this episode (ep 11) I thought it would be fitting)

I'M SO CLOSE, JUST GIVE ME A DAY AND I'LL PROBABLY BE DONE :DDD

(Also trying a new art style/coloring style lol)

[hannie-berrie]

WEAK HERO CLASS 1-2 ‘s reactions to their S/O teasing them.

Minors DNI

Yeon Sieun:

A quiet evening at home, you and your boyfriend’s favourites. He’s deep into a book, studying some new topic he’s really into, something intellectual and absorbing.

Things have been too peaceful, and you couldn’t let Sieun be at peace for long periods of time, being the tease you are, it was your mission to be his late night problem.

You casually lean over him with a playful smirk on your face

“You know, for someone so ‘rational,’ you blush surprisingly easy when I do this…” You trailed your fingers along his back and neck as you whispered in his ear

Sieun stiffened slightly, not expecting so much play from you, he’s caught off guard but not uncomfortable. His mind raced for a moment, analyzing the little game you’re playing and trying to anticipante your next moves.

His eyes are still fixed on his book sheet, trying to maintain composure but the slight blush on his cheeks betrays him.

He turns to you slowly, with a calm expression but his eyes are locked onto yours.

“You’re dangerously good at interrupting my concentration. You plan that?” He gives you a very slight smirk. Not the playful way but more so the « I can’t belive this » way.

“Maybe. What are you going to do about it?”

The challenge turned him on more than expected, he’s tempted to throw you on the bed behind you and give you a lesson but he kept his almost too calm tone

“Document it, then retaliate when you least expect it. Consider yourself… warned.”

He goes back to his task, but you notice the subtle shift in his behaviour. The way he taps his pen on his desk, shakes his leg under the table, the forced extra focus on his reading.

It’s his way of reclaiming control, but you’ve won. His focus is gone and all he can think about is the ways he wants to fuck you dumb.

Ahn Suho:

You and your boyfriend ate some chicken leftovers for dinner, as you both love that dish. You’re sat on the counter, legs swinging, watching your boyfriend dry the dishes, shirtless.

“You know, for someone who talks big at the gym, I expected more… definition.”

Suho turns his head just slightly your way, not stopping his task. “Oh yeah?” he laughs to himself “You sure you wanna go there?”

You smile and look down at your feet

“I’m just saying… Maybe those flexing selfies are doing more work than the actual workouts.”

Suho drops the plate he’s cleaning and with soapy hands, he grabs your face “That mouth of yours is dangerous.” He leans in close, the goal is the to get you nervous and back down. “You really think I’m all talk, huh?”

He grins, “Careful, babe. I might just prove you wrong, right here, right now.”

He lifting you up the counter and wrapped your legs around his waist

He teases back, “Still think I’m just talk?”

Seo Joontae:

Joontae is the most fun to tease, he melts under your touch, your voice, sometimes even under no pressure at all. Tonight you wore one of his shirts, barely covering your lower half, you knew about it, but didn’t care.

“What are you doing?” You interrupted his personal time

Joontae turns your way and his mouth drop a little, eyes flickering at your bare lower body.

“A-ah I’m not doing anything special.. You look- uh-.. really good right now.” He looked up at you with such big round eyes you could ruin him right now. But you decide to edge him on a little more,

“You always say that like you’re embarrassed you’re thinking it.” You sit your bare ass down on his lap with such casual confidence, running a hand through his hair.

“Tell me what you were doing before I walked in. Was it innocent.. or should I be worried?” You tease his lips with your index finger

Joontae’s cheeks are flaming hot, his stuttering habits showing once more, they were especially obvious when you were teasing him

“I-I wasn’t… It wasn’t like that, I just… I was just drawing. I didn’t expect you to-”

Your finger resting on his lips traced a slow way down his neck “Exactly. You never expect me. That’s what makes you so much fun to play with.”

His breath catches. He wants to lean into it, but also feels exposed. He gives a soft whimper of a laugh, wrapping his arms around your waist in self-defense more than boldness.

Park Hoomin (Baku):

You walk back from the grocery store, sharing a bag of snack. It’s golden hour, and he’s carrying most of the bags, even the ones you insisted you could handle. He’s wearing a compression shirt that he definitely chose on purpose.

“You know, I could carry some of those.”

“I know. But then you’d miss the view of me being unnecessarily heroic.”

Hoomin never lost an opportunity to be cocky. His cockiness made him even more charismatic in a way.

“Wow. How would I survive. ”

He nudged you with his elbow

“Hey, I’m just lifting the groceries to save your back from suffering, what a good man I am”

“Truly a Greek god in a Trader Joe’s parking lot.”

He laughs warmly, your quick responses is what he loves most about you. The way you can dodge his comments and make better ones.

“You joke, but if carrying your groceries scores me one of those cute smiles, I’ll do it every time.”

You shook your head, his words melting your heart a little, trying not to grin, but it’s still showing a little. He catches it, and you can tell he lives for that moment.

Go Hyuntak:

The tension has been in the air all day long, nothing big but teasing, subtle distance like you’ve been messing with his head on purpose. You’ve been purposely avoiding him after dropping suggestive comments, playing hot and cold and driving him nuts. You’re now finally at his place.

“You’ve been weirdly quiet today, what’s up with that? »

Hyuntak came closer to you

“Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

“Doing what?” Your fake innocence was only rilling him more.

“Testing me. Pulling back. Acting like I’m not crawling out of my skin wanting you to just stop teasing.”

You tried to argue back but he cut the distance in between your bodies even more, one hand on the wall behind you.

“You know I don’t do halfway. If you’re gonna look at me like that, teasing me in public, displaying to everyone that we aren’t « just friends ». Then you better be ready when I call you on it.”

Hyuntak was always big on privacy. He gladly agreed to be fuck buddies when you asked for it. He has liked you since grade 1 but knowing it’s not reciprocated, your little games messed with his naturally impatient temper even more.

Bonus! Geum SeongJe

It’s late at night and you’re in his upscale apartment. Cozy, wearing your boyfriend’s jacket like you own it. Waiting for his return home.

He’s came back late from something messy, business or something more dangerous, the kind he doesn’t explain. You’re aware he fights a lot but he likes to come home to some peace.

You’re sitting on his couch, legs curled up,

“You didn’t text. Again.”

Seongje grabs himself a drink, not paying attention to you. “Because you’d worry. And I don’t feel like hearing you lecture me. ”

“So you just disappear?”

“I’m not in the habit of reporting my movements. Not even to you.”

You flinch as he stepped closer to you, eyes sharp, staring you down

“But I watched you from the cameras when I left. All night. You didn’t even open the door. Good girl.”

His low voice has you swallow down your own bitterness. He really had a way to put your behaviour back in place with simple words. He’s close to you now, eyes almost cutting you down, amused by both your anger at him but also how easy he was able to shut you up.

“You’re insane. You know that, right?”

“Probably. But you still haven’t left.”

You don’t move, his finger slides along you jaw, you can’t tell if it’s suggestive or threatening

“You think you want nice. But you don’t. Don’t you love the idea of me possibly being watching you, at any angle, any moment I wish for? I bet that turns you on, and that’s why you stare right at the camera in our bedroom.. when you touch yourself in my absence, hm?”

Your eyes grew bigger and your hear dropped, you felt naked, called out.

“You’re mine. »

[neodymiumcuilz]

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[shaveyoureyebrows]

Should've read the fine print dumbass 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

[purplecheesecakeduck]

And if I don't feel the wind and eat the fruits and smell the flowers... then am I even living ?

[tuqui-draw123]

Or…?

[eternalsugars]

HIIHIHIIHIHIHIIIII

Could you PLS PLS PLS make hc or a one shot of yandere!burning spice cookie x y/n cookie??

I’m not really that creative BUT maybe bsc is obsessed with them because y/n is completely the opposite of him and he wants to try new things, like finally being overprotective over something after all those years.. idk if that may help you 😭🙏

♡ 𖦹 Overprotective Yandere! Burning Spice Cookie x Reader 𖦹 ♡

꒰ SORRY IF THIS IS NOT EXACTLY ACCURATE I TRIED MY BEST!!!꒱

❥ Genre: Yandere, Obsessive love, Opposites Attract !

❥ CW: Possessiveness, Stalking, Implied Violence, Psychological Obsession.

❥ Synopsis: Burning Spice Cookie, once the Herald of Change turned Great Destroyer, becomes obsessively protective over Y/N Cookie, whose gentle nature contrasts sharply with his own.

﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒

♡ Once celebrated as the Herald of Change, Burning Spice Cookie grew disillusioned with the endless cycle of kingdoms rising and falling. Embracing destruction, he became known as the Great Destroyer, finding purpose in chaos.

♡ Then, he encounters you… Y/N Cookie. Gentle, serene, and a symbol of peace. Your very essence is the antithesis of his fiery chaos, and that captivates him.

♡ He becomes fixated, watching over you from the shadows, ensuring no harm befalls you. This protective instinct is foreign to him, a stark contrast to his destructive nature.

♡ His obsession manifests in overprotectiveness. He eliminates perceived threats with ruthless efficiency, ensuring your safety at all costs.

♡ You begin to notice his constant presence, the lingering scent of smoke and spice. Gifts, slightly singed but thoughtful, appear at your doorstep… silent tokens of his devotion.

♡ When he finally reveals himself, his intensity is overwhelming. His eyes burn with an unyielding flame, voice a deep rumble as he declares, “You are mine to protect. No one will harm you as long as I exist.”

♡ His duality is evident. To the world, he’s a harbinger of destruction; to you, a guardian willing to burn down anything that poses a threat.

♡ While his protection stems from obsession, there’s a genuine desire to shield you from the world’s chaos.. a world he often contributes to.

♡ Navigating this relationship is a delicate balance. His love is consuming, his protection suffocating, yet there’s an undeniable allure to his unwavering devotion.

♡ In his arms, you feel the heat of a thousand suns, a reminder that while he may be a beast of destruction, for you, he’s willing to be a shield against all else.

﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒﹒

❥ He embodies chaos; you, tranquility.

❥ He destroys; you heal.

❥ Yet, in his eyes, this contrast binds you together in an unbreakable bond.

𖦹 “I will protect you from everything,” he murmurs, “even if it means protecting you from myself.” 𖦹

ღ❥

i apologise.. i know this is very short but um I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!

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might remake this later! and make it longer

[yumeniz]

OOOOOOH HOW TIMES HAVE CHANGED 🥹❤️

[lazyrith]

”So ye, been working lately got bit annoyed” ahh Eggman

you can place ych next to him if u want

[qtvi0let]

Aizawa secretly likes being called daddy

A/n; u guys only love me when i post aizawa 😔😔

— Aizawa x Reader, D/S, Dom!Aizawa(hes a meanie), Headlock Kink, Daddy kink, Consensual Rough Sex, Reader Loves It, immobilization, Creampie, Hair pulling. //F!reader

idk the artists @, if u do please tag them for credits.

////// In his hold /////

The night was thick with heat, the sheets tangled and soaked with sweat as Aizawa’s hands roamed your body, rough but tender at first. His lips pressed soft kisses along your jaw, breath warm against your skin, that rare softness in his tired eyes making your heart flutter. You bit your lip, teasing, and whispered breathlessly, “Daddy…”

The word hit him like a shot to the gut. His eyes snapped open, darkening instantly, lips twisting into a growl. But instead of pulling away, you felt him press closer, cock already hardening, straining beneath his pants.

“Don’t say that,” he snarled, voice thick with warning—but there was something else underneath. A hungry, dark fire blazing in his eyes.

You smiled wickedly, loving the effect you had on him. “Why? You like it?”

The warning turned into a low, guttural growl as he grabbed your hips, dragging you flush against him. His breath hitched, and you could feel the growing hardness pressing relentlessly against your thigh. “You wanna play with fire, brat?” His voice was rough, dangerous, and you knew you were already burned.

Before you could answer, his arm shot around your neck, sliding under your jaw, locking you in a tight, possessive headlock. The pressure made your breath catch, a delicious mix of control and need exploding inside you.

“Punishment,” he growled, voice thick with lust. “For calling me that.” And all you hear is him unbuckling his belt.

His hips slammed forward hard, pounding into you with brutal force. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with your gasps and his harsh, ragged curses. The headlock held you perfectly in place, every thrust controlled, every movement violent and precise.

You cried out, fingers tangling in the sheets as he fucked you like he was fucking away every ounce of frustration bottled inside him. The heat of his body, the tight grip around your neck, and the filthy words dripping from his mouth pushed you higher and higher.

“Say it,” he demanded between hard thrusts. “Tell me you’re mine, brat.”

Your voice was ragged but desperate. “I’m yours, Daddy. Fuck me harder, please.”

The moment you called him that, something inside him snapped—his grip tightened, his cock throbbed painfully, and he slammed into you even harder, fucking you so fiercely your head spun. You were gasping, moaning, utterly fucked stupid by the raw force of his need.

“Yeah, that’s right,” he growled, teeth grazing your neck. “You’re mine. You’re my fucking brat, and I’m gonna fuck you so stupid you won’t remember your own name.”

He pulled your hair roughly, forcing your head back as he pounded into you with ruthless intent. The headlock didn’t loosen; it held you captive to his every filthy thrust. You felt every inch of him, hard and relentless, driving deeper and deeper until your whole body trembled with need.

Your climax crashed over you like a storm, body shaking violently as he kept fucking you through it, relentless and unforgiving. Your mind went blank, every thought wiped away except for the overwhelming, all-consuming pleasure.

He growled low, his own release ripping through him as he fucked you hard one last time, sweat and heat mingling in the small room as he spills his warm seed deep inside you. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were dark and heavy with satisfaction.

“You’re mine,” he hissed, voice rough and possessive. “And don’t you forget it.”

You smiled breathlessly, feeling spent and utterly owned, already craving the next time he’d fuck you stupid like this.

[metalringzz]

make poetry? thinking noises

okay so. what if you write poet ellie who waxes poetry for reader while reader eats her out 🫣

Crimson embers

a/n: okay holy SHITT. my first request and you cooked so unbelieveably hard i screamed when i saw this

synopsis: you get home from patrol and Ellie tries to hide the gorgeous poem she wrote for you...

warnings: cunnlings, fingering, hair pulling, finger sucking, tit play, 1 nipple bite, hickies. aftercare! (K writing aftercare? crazy.)

did i write my own poem for this? sure did.

reblog or die.

You walk into the barely lit space of your home, two flickering lamps illuminating the small space, shutting the door with a groan. Ridding your sore feet of their boots and throwing them somewhere in the corner of the dusty room, you call out,

“Ellie? Baby where are you?” you question, wiping a small amount of blood off of your forehead, flexing your fingers as you rip off your wet, cold gloves. No response. You raise a brow taking off your jacket and stepping through the house, looking into the kitchen and living room, then opting to walk upstairs. As you walk up, a small light peeks through your bedroom, illuminating the hallway in faint warmness. You smile and turn the corner, leaning one arm on the door frame. Ellie`s hunched over her desk, journaling aggressively with her old Walkman blasting in her ears. The warm glow illuminates the desk, her face brightened and her bottom lip caught in her teeth in thought. You stand there, smiling even wider in honest admiration. How is she even real? Sharp lines of her face heat up your body, harsh jawline contrasting her soft nose and plump lips. Her chest rises and falls steadily before breathing out a small giggle. You tilt your head scrunching your eyebrows before sneaking behind her, placing cold but gentle hands on her shoulders, rubbing. The faint sound of Nirvana blasts from her ears, bass booming in waves filling the air around her. She tenses at the action, eyes going wide before you ease her, bending over her shoulder slightly to be level with her head and taking off her headphone. 

“Hey love” you smile whispering into her ear as you start tracing circles on her shoulders with your thumb, her warm skin soothing your freezing fingers. 

“Mm hi babe” she sighs out, relaxing under your touch and taking off the headphones, “how was patrol?” 

“Kicked my ass. horde out westside we had to get.” you grumble, rolling your eyes placing a small kiss under her earlobe, hearing her breath slightly hitch. You turn her chair around, Ellie dropping her pencil and abruptly shutting her leather-bound journal. Furrowing your brows at the sudden movement you move to straddle her, swinging a leg over her thigh and sitting down on her lap. Her hands wrap around your waist, squeezing your hips gentle but possessive. 

“You drawin? lemme see” you inquire, adjusting to lean over and grab the worn book of papers.

“No it`s dumb” she scoffs, shaking her head with a slight grab at your hips, moving her hands down to your ass. 

“No it`s not c'mon Ellie” you scoff back, rolling your eyes and moving to snatch the journal again, before she grabs your wrist, looking up at you. What the hell is she doing? You look down, scanning her face with a confused look, while she looks up at you with a hesitant one. “Okay what the fuck?” you chuckle slightly

“I just- its not- it`s a…” she trails off stuttering. 

“A?...” you mimic, tilting your head, wrist still in her grasp. 

“Poem. it`s a poem. about you.” she gestures to you with her head, tilting it as her eyes squint and mouth scrunches. Her bottom lip draws between her teeth in embarrassment looking up at you, her eyes pleading on you not to make fun of her.

“Oh yeah?” you question, a smirk creeping up on your lips before you can stop it, not like you would anyways. 

“Babe don`t be mean i swear to god” Ellie whines trying to sound annoyed, laying her forehead down in the crevice of your neck. 

“I`m not! it`s kinda cute” you hum, smirk only growing as your hand finds its way in her messy hair, playing with the choppy layers before tugging lightly, hearing her let out a soft groan into your shoulder. 

“God you`re a sap” she grins slightly chuckling into you before giving your neck lazy kisses, trailing up the nape before back down

“Oh i`m the sap? says the girl that wrote me a love poem…” you drawl, laughing before tilting her head up by her chin and looking down at her. Flushed face, cheeks and neck a dusted pink and eyes filling more and more with desperation by each of your movements. She rolls her eyes, tightening her grip on your ass, still looking up at you. Leaning down, you yank your wrist out of her grip to lace your hands in her hair, tugging her face into yours. The kiss desperate, raw and needy.  “Read it to me” you whisper, panting, voice softer now as you pull back, leaving hot kisses down her jawline. 

“What?” she breathes out, caught off-guard in her hazy state. Poor girl`s going dumb already

“I`m gonna keep going, and you read.” you prompt, pulling back to look at her and tilt your head, waiting for confirmation

“O-okay. I- yeah” she mutters, reaching behind her to grab the journal as you continue your movements, moving further down then unbuttoning her flannel. 

“I wanna hear.” you state softly with a nod, kissing her swollen lips again. Ellie`s breathing picks up as she slowly starts to grind you down on her, her hands gripping you tighter and dragging back and forth gently. Your hips assist, grinding down and deepening the kiss, her panting picking up pace until she's basically gasping into your mouth. 

‘Up” you tug on the hem of her tattered shirt. Her arms lift up, assisting you pull off her shirt to reveal her chest, tits splotched with red blushed dots, scattered across freckled skin. You throw the shirt across the room onto the bed before continuing your hot kisses, trailing down her neck and sucking. Watching the magenta bloom under her pale skin and trailing down until you reach her right tit, mouthing around her nipple before looking up to see Ellie. Her eyebrows knitted and chest rising and falling rapidly, soft sighs and moans coming from her smooth lips. Contemplating being mean for a moment, torn between taking pity on her and hearing more of her broken whimpers, the answer becomes pretty obvious. BITE. You bite down on her nipple, not too hard but enough to leave a mark. Ellie shrieks and jerks under you, gripping your hair with a vice grip.

“What the hell was that for??” she gasps, looking down at you with wide eyes. 

“I said read, pretty girl” you look up with low eyes as you lick up the bite mark, feeble attempt at soothing it. 

“So mean t`me” she wines, rolling her eyes and shakily opening the leather book, turning to the recent page. You grin before letting out a hum of approval and nodding, resuming your kisses around her chest and moving to her left tit. “We- mmm- we lose the ground to ice,” she pants out, starting to squirm in her seat, hips bucking into your touch. You move off her lap to kneel in front of her, taking place in between her legs as your knees touch the cold hardwood. Tracing your kisses down her toned stomach and resting your hands on her thighs, you hook a finger in her boxers watching as her breath hitches.

“Your ember burns bright, t-the smoke curling crimson” she continues, her free arm going to lay on the armrest and grip the handle, her knuckles flexing. You smile up at her squeezing her denim-clad thighs before slowly unzipping them, smoothing your hands up her sides and kissing over the button of her pants.

“Mm-hmm” you hum, just to acknowledge her sweet words as you pull down her jeans, lifting her hips to slide them down to her ankles. Clad in just her soaked boxers, her body shivers, goosebumps covering her freckled frame. You blow softly on the soaked patch of her boxers, grinning as it grows bigger. “So needy today, missed me earlier El?” you question, looking back up at her as your thumb slowly grazes over her clothed clit, rubbing soft circles. 

“Yeah, missed you-aah, so much” Ellie whimpers out, eager hips bucking into your touch. 

“I can tell, bein real loud.” you mutter grinning, sucking and nipping up her inner thighs. “you keep reading now okay gorgeous?” 

“You`re fucking- AGH!” she goes to make yet another bratty comment, Ellie being Ellie, but gets cut off by you pulling down her boxers, roughly sucking her clit. You make a pleased noise before releasing her thumping clit from your harsh mouth, drawing kitten licks up her wet folds. “Okayy- shit. Uh- i lay in the flames, m-my heart a match to your love” Her hips jerk up rhythmically as you pick up the pace, curling your tongue and drawing fast lines up and down. “F-fuuck” she whines.

You trace two fingers around her dripping entrance, teasing. Ellie`s moans pick up in pitch, chest heaving as you thrust in, curling practiced against her g spot. Starting a steady pace, hard and deep.

“Doing so, so good love” you praise, it rolling off her back like honey as you fill her mind. Your voice in her ears, fingers filling her, saccharine lips curled and latched onto her aching clit as you continue your onslaught of pleasure onto her poor cunt. You filling every inch of her, taking up as much room as you possibly could and she`d take it gladly.  It`s no use, her grip on the journal fumbles and falls out of her shaky hands, falling onto her tensing stomach. Her hands fly to your hair, tugging as she whines and bucks against your face. Your fingers speed up thrusting faster and curling at her spot with every flex. Your mouth sucks harder. It`s too much. Not enough.

“A-Ahn! fuckfuckfuckFUCK!” Ellie`s moans and gasps rise several octaves, wailing before she breaks. A gasp, then scream high enough to shatter the windows lets loose from her throat, her bony hips attempting to escape your actions, jerking up and thrashing, her leg kicking out. You follow her with your mouth, arm raising as you continue, maybe even getting harder. You slam her hips back down with your spare forearm, locking them down as she continues to thrash under you. Her slender legs wrap around your neck as she sobs, pulling you closer. Her small hiccups of “pleasepleaseplease” fill your ears as you feel her clench harder on your fingers and shrieks get higher again, speeding up even further.

“Baby, baby pl- AHH!” gets punched out of her, her thighs tensing around your head as she squeals, cumming again, juices flowing out of her around your hand, down your forearm. You slow down, working her through the harsh currents of her orgasm until your fingers are still in her and your mouth is giving soft sucks to her overworked clit. Her soft, deep moans and breathy sighs the only sound in the room until she chokes out a gasp, trying (and failing) to push your head away. You latch off her clit, giving it a small kiss and grinning when she wines, then slowly pull your fingers out of her, watching as pearlescent cum glistens as it pours out of her. 

“You okay love?” you ask gently, groaning slightly when you stand up from your knees and lean over her. 

“M` great” she slurs, a blissed out smile on her face as she leans up, weakened arms pulling you in for a deep loving kiss. You sigh into the kiss, before pulling off gently.  Bringing your soaked fingers to her mouth, she opens and sticks her tongue out, all dumbed out from her orgasms. Ellie takes your fingers in her mouth and sucks, looking up at you with tear stained sage eyes. She sucks them clean, moaning at the taste. You tap on her cheek and she lets up, you pulling your fingers out to kiss her again.

“I`ll go get you a washcloth love” you whisper against her mouth, resting your forehead on hers feeling her nod slightly. You grab a washcloth, soaking it in warm water and going down to the kitchen, filling a glass with cold water before bringing it up. You smile at the sight of Ellie sitting back in the chair still, eyes heavy but waiting for you. A small smile quirks up both your lips when you reach the doorway, walking to her and gently stroking her hair. Leaning down onto one knee, you wipe over her sensitive clit, watching her wince.

“I know, i know. did sooo well for me” you soothe, kissing her thigh before throwing the cloth down the hallway into the bathroom to be dealt with later. Coming back, you scoop her left leg and arm up, holding her in your arms chuckling lightly as she lets out a surprised yelp. 

“I`m definitely getting you back for this tomorrow just you wait” she grunts as you plop her down on the mattress. 

“If you can walk tomorrow, you wait till i find my strap” you grin back, standing beside her handing her the glass before climbing beside her.

“Next clicker we see I`m throwing you at it”

“Love you too baby.”

a/n (again): enjoy this blurb now yall cause my next couple will be pretty intense. back to my usual 😭😭

[hannie-berrie]

BREAKING POINT

Pairing: Yeon Sieun x F reader

Warnings: none I belive

Genre: Fluff, Sieun who’s becoming vulnerable with you

You’ve always known Sieun wasn’t the kind of man to wear his heart on his sleeve.

He’s composed, highly reserved, calculated and private.

His thoughts and feelings were only ever slightly shown through shifts in his eyes and the way he looked at you. Most the time, he was indecipherable. Reserved like a locked chest, but never in a cruel way.

Affection from him often feels like sunlight through frostglass: there, but always muted.

Until now.

The bedside lamp next to you throws soft golden hues across the room. You’re sitting cross-legged on the bed, wearing one of his shirts, slightly too big for you, the fabric tainted with the faint smell of his cologne.

He stands across the room, pretending to look through a book he’s already read twice, fingers fidgeting the words in front of him. But you know he hasn’t turned a page in five minutes.

“You’re staring again,” you say, with a soft voice

His eyes lift slowly but there’s something in them that ticks you. He’s not looking at you with irritation as if you interrupted him, nor a blank unbothered stare, but something far more raw.

He doesn’t answer. Just watches you.

You smile. “What?”

He closes the book, finally walking over. The bed creaks slightly under his weight as he sits beside you, his hand finds yours without a word. His thumb brushes your knuckles, the gesture unusually tender for someone so… closed.

“You make it hard,” he says in a low voice.

Your brows rise. “Hard to what?”

He exhales slowly, like he’s debating whether to say these next words. “To keep pretending I don’t feel anything.”

Your chest tightens. This is rare. And the way he’s looking at you, dark yet soft eyes, it makes you forget how to breathe.

“I’m not asking you to pretend,” you whisper.

“I know.” His hand grips slightly tighter around yours.

You move to say something, but his palm cups your cheek, thumb brushing just below your eye. The look on his face isn’t blank anymore. It’s broken open, soft, desperate, as if he’s trying to memorize every detail of you like you were soon about to disappear.

Sieun, the one you’ve always known as distant even romantically, is crumbling in your hands.

Your heart stutters. He leans in, slow, giving you time to pull away. You don’t. His forehead rests against yours, and he lets out a shaky breath.

“I thought I was above this,” he says, lips brushing against your skin. “I thought I didn’t need anyone.”

He paused, it felt difficult for him to let out his authentic feelings, but you made it easier to.

”But you… you make me feel so much it almost hurts.”

You can feel the trembling in his hand, the tension in his shoulders as if he’s battling every instinct not to retreat.

He’s folding.

The man who once clung to solitude as survival is falling apart in your arms, not because he’s weak, but because the warmth you bring to him is just enough to melt his frozen heart.

“You don’t have to hold back,” you whisper, fingers running through his hair. “Not with me.”

His mouth finds yours, gentle at first, still battling everything in him that screams to run away. But then you feel the shift. The desperation. The way his hand wrap behind your back, pulling you into him. His kiss deepens, no longer careful but needy, he was bare, unraveled.

Sieun isn’t in control anymore, and allows it to be. Putting all his trust into you, like he’s never done before.

When he finally pulls back, his eyes are glassy, jaw tight with emotion. He rests his head in the crook of your neck, just breathing there.

“I think I love you”

[neodymiumcuilz]

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• 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏, 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙔, 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏

• 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝘿𝙉𝙄 𝙄 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝘾𝙆 𝙔𝙊𝙐

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙀𝙓 (𝘞𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴) 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂, 𝘿𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙔 𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙆, 𝙁𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂.

You were at the beach when you saw JJ Maybank with his Pogue friends. “Ugh, here comes them dirty Pogue’s.” Your best friend said. You had very dark sunglasses so no one could tell who you were really looking at. Your eyes falling onto none other than JJ Maybank himself. You’ve heard things about the boy. That he’s a criminal, that he’s bad, but one thing that did stick with some girls. Was that he’s good in bed and that his dick was long. As much as you wanted to give it a try. Your best friend would kill you if she ever knew how bad you wanted JJ Maybank out of all Boys. Out of Rafe Cameron. He just wasn’t the man you wanted. Rafe wanted you, always did, but you were never interested in the Cameron and all that he is. He’s not who you wanted to jump its bone.

Later that day, you were alone at your house, as your parents went out of town. It was only you and the housekeeper. “Here you go Ms. Valentina. Your chocolate covered strawberries.” Martha told you as she sets them down. You smiled at her and thanked her as she nods. The doorbell rings and you stand up. “I’ve got it, you’re good to go Martha.” You told her since she lives in the back house in your house, she nods and she walks away from you, to make sure it’s all cleaned up, and went to her home. You went over to the door and opened it. Your breath hitching as it was none other than JJ Maybank standing at your door with bags of groceries on each of his hands and you looked down at his hands to look at the groceries

“What are you doing here, Maybank.” You asked him as you looked at him up and down. He definitely is very attentive. “Weekly groceries from Hayward.” He said as you pursed your lips nodding your head. You open the door wider to let the Maybank inside of your home. “Follow me.” You told him as he followed after you. You had completely forgotten you were wearing a tanning bikini, without looking back you felt a blush come on to your cheeks as you knew his ocean blue eyes were stuck on your plumped ass cheeks, and you smirked and purposely started swaying your hips more. Both of you entered the kitchen and you told him where to put the bags, and you immediately did start putting them away, as you didn’t mind it at all.

JJ was about to walk away, but you stopped him. “Hey, wait up.” He turned around to look at you finished putting the strawberries away, looking over at him smiling. “You accept tips. Or whatever?” You asked him and he scoffed. “What? I can’t do a nice thing?” You asked him confused. “Well, you’re a Kook.” He told you making scoff as you rolled your eyes. “Just because I was born with money doesn’t mean! I’m like the rest.” You told JJ as it was his turn to look his eyes at you. “Every Kook is exactly alike.” He said as you pursed your lips nodding your head.

“I am nothing like them, just because I hang out with them, doesn’t mean I’m like them.” She told him.

“Aren’t you like Rafe’s girlfriend?” He asked you as you gagged. “Ew, no. He was a one time mistake.” You told him shivering at the fact that you let Rafe’s hands on your body. He didn’t even satisfy you good enough. “Everyone says otherwise.” He said to her and she laughed. “He’s obsessed it’s all.” She told him. “Wait, why am I even explaining myself to you.” You scoffed as you walked back outside the pool to grab your most favorite snack. Chocolate covered strawberries. “Why don’t you just date him?” He asked you making you scoff as you grabbed your plate, putting a strawberry in your mouth. “I would never stoop that low. He scars me.” She told the boy.

You walked back into your house and placed the plate on the counter of the kitchen. The suddenly you gasped, jumping as you felt hands on your hips. “What about me?” He whispered against your ear, making your eyes close as he lightly kissed your ear lob. You gulped as you turned around towards him as you pushed him away. “W-What about you?” You asked him as you went towards the fridge opened it to grab a bottle of water as you were feeling hot, not only from the humid, outer banks heat, but also the fact that you wanted to push JJ back on to one of the chairs in your kitchen and ride him until his soul leaves his body. You opened the bottle and took a gulp out of it. You turned your body towards him when you didn’t feel like you were blushing anymore.

“You really think I don’t see you looking at me?” He asked with a lower voice as he walked over to you. “Don’t know what y-you’re talking about.” You said to him. He was right in front of you, but you didn’t move at all. “Is it that, you a Kook bitch wants this Pogue dick?” He whispered so close to you. “Just, fuck me.” You told him and he didn’t hesitate to close the gap between both of you in a heated kiss. His hands went down, reaching your thighs as he picked you up, off the floor and placed you against the kitchen counter.

His fingers immediately working on taking off your bikini top, slipping it off your chest area as he pulled away, his blue eyes falling onto your hardened pink nipples, his fingers grazing it, making you softly gasp at the feeling of his cold finger tips grazing them. Your head leans back biting your lip as you feel him grab your nipple between his teeth as his hand goes on to your bikini bottom’s string and pulls them down he pulls away as he pulls them off and throws them to the side. Leaving you completely naked in front of him. You then reach for the hem of his shirt and pull it off his body tossing it to the side as well as his short trunks, leaving him in only his boxer shorts.

JJ then crashes his lips on you again as his hands spread open your legs more wide, pulling away he kissed down your neck, down your body as his arms wrapped around your legs and pulls you closer to the edge of the counter making you gasp, your legs on his shoulders, making you whimper and your body twitch as you left his mouth on your inner thighs as he lightly nips them. Then he kissed his way up your wet pussy, he placed a light kiss on top of your pussy lips. “JJ, please.” You moaned spreading your pussy lips open, his tongue did a long swipe of your juices.

“Fuck.” Your head fell back as the blonde boy started eating you out. “Ahh! JJ!” Your body shook as you left like you were in heaven. Your hand reached over, putting your fingers through his blonde locks as you pulled him in deeper as your hips moved along with the way his tongue was flickering your bundle of nerves. Your moaning was loud because of the fact that no one was home, and it felt so good you didn’t want it to end. JJ pulled away and stood up as he crashed his lips against yours making you moan as you taste yourself. His fingers were next to grazed ypur pussy lips, going up and down your wetness, making your body jerk at the sensation of his fingers.

He then pulled away and both of you looked into each other’s eyes. “You want this, you Kook slut?” He said making you moan as his finger grazed your hole. “Yes, I want it.” You told him, his finger slips inside of you. “Aah!” You moaned as he just looked at you and the faces you made as his fingers ended up inside of you tight walls. Him telling you how tight your pussy felt, and how he couldn’t wait until his cock was inside of you. His fingers curling inside of you in ways you’ve never experienced in your life, the way your body shook as you felt your first orgasm approach you faster then you thought, the way he would look into your eyes as you finally let out the biggest most sweetest moans he’s ever heard as your body shook in pure pleasure as your pussy walls flutter against his fingers. “Fuck! Aah!!” You tried gripping something but you couldn’t find anything to grip.

So your nails scratched the marble surface as you moaned his name. Finally you slumped, breathing heavily, but you weren’t done. Your hand reached over to JJ and pulled down his boxer shorts, your eyes widen at how long he actually was. They weren’t lying about it. “Fuck me, please.” You told him but he paused. “I don’t have a, uh.” He cleared his throat as you sigh. “I’m on the pill.”you told him and he looked at you in question. “I’m on a pill dude, now hurry.” You told him and he didn’t waist anymore time on it.

He lined himself up on your entrance and pushed inside making you let out a moan as he stretched you out. JJ groaning as he filled up your tight pussy. His hands spreading your legs more open, into the air as he bottomed out. Leaning back on your hands you both looked into each other as he pulled out, the tip of his dick being the only thing inside of you, he went and slammed into you making your body jerk and you gasp so loud as he didn’t waist anymore time and started slamming into you in a fast pace, not giving you time to adjust onto his size but you didn’t care. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” JJ gritted his teeth hard.

He watched how your chest bounce along with his thrust. “Harder!” Your body shook as he went to grip your hips hard as his thrust got even faster and hard. “Fuck! Shit!” You reached down to rub on your clit to make your orgasm come faster. “Let it go, baby.” JJ groaned as he felt himself get closer to his climax as well. You let out a gasp, throwing your head back as your walls clenched on JJ as your legs shook, JJ lets out a grunt as he pulled up quickly, releasing onto your stomach. Shots flying into your chest as he moaned. Slowly down JJ backed into the island and he watched as you grabbed his release with your finger and looked at him as you licked your fingers.

Breathing heavily JJ groaned as you did that. “You want to get me hard again?” He asked you as you got off the counter, stumbling a little bit as your legs felt wobbly. “I wouldn’t mind a second round.” She said.

She walked away, grabbing her swimsuit looking over her shoulder at the blonde.

“You down with another round in the shower?” She asked him. JJ immediately nods and went after her as she started to run up the stairs giggling as he laughed following after the girl going into her room.

Spending the rest of the day inside her room with the doors locked and fucking the day away.