#ty for the req and compliment :)

[mizzical]

I absolutely adore the way you draw Nishino and would love to see you do some hananishi art

[logansargeantsbabymom]

Sweat

Sergei Kravinoff x Fem!Reader

Req, Anon: "Happy holidays! Can you please do Sergei kravinoff x female reader smut? Reader is taking care of him post hunt by sharing a bath together and it gets 🔥 Ty!"

Genre: Smut

Summary: Y/N takes care of Sergei after a hunt and things get a little hot and heavy

Warnings: Cursing, Oral, Porn with a plot (barely), google translated Russian

The thud of the glass door closing is what jolted me away from the book that I was currently nose deep in. Looking up I'm met with the beautiful sight of my fiancé Sergei who's been out hunting.

I watch as he walks from one end of the little home to the next as he puts away his hunting gear, his skin glistening in a beautiful sheer of sweat.

"You know I can feel your gaze on me моя принцесс (my princess)?" I hear a deep and thick Russian accent pierce the silence. The heaviness of his voice is enough for me to clench my thighs together in hopes of relieving the tingle at my core. Every time Sergei talks, it's like something in me just sparks and I have to jump on his bones and fuck him until the sun comes up. It could be his accent or the way he just knows his way around every crease and crevices of my body or maybe it's the way his gaze on me makes me feel small against him.

Gosh, everything about Sergei right now makes me want to do some unspeakable thing to him. "I'm talking to you" It makes me blink, how long have I been staring at him? I mean this is an everyday occurrence but it's still embarrassing to get caught.

"Hmm?" I said as I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my heads in hopes of clearing my mind from all the thoughts that are currently fresh in my mind.

"What are you thinking of? I can tell there is something going on in that pretty mind of yours." The compliments. If he doesn't stop soon we're gonna have to call his brother and tell him that he's going to be an uncle.

"I was just thinking about how much I need to take a bath," Sergei quirks a brow as a tiny smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth as I speak "And how I would love for you to join me- just to save water." I see his eyes darken with lust as a low almost inaudible growl gurgles at the base of his throat.

Sergei lowly strides towards me peeling his sweat drenched jacket off his body, his eyes still staring in mine "Really, мой невинный (my innocent), just to save water?" he's closer now, so much so that I can start to feel his breath on my neck as he leans into me.

My heart pounds against my chest as Sergei's lips near my ear before seductively whispering "And don't even think about lying to me драгоценный (Precious)." his palm comes up to caress my cheek before he grips my chin with enough force not to hurt but to make my eyes shoot open after not realizing they'd fluttered shut. "because you know how much I hate liars." something about the way he's talking to me right now is just so hot, sending shivers down my body and heat traveling to my core. His big muscular arms are the only thing on my mind as my hand goes up to caress the back of his.

"I-I just want to see you naked," hearing my confession makes a full smile break out on his face "and wet." Sergei could tell that I wanted to say more but he didn't want to push like he always does enjoying the way I shrink in embarrassment, instead he gave in almost immediately.

"What are we waiting for котенок (kitten)?" within milliseconds of him saying that does he pick me up and swing me over his shoulders as if my body weight was that of a feather. His long legs striding towards the bathroom and once in, he kicks the door shut before setting me down as he walks over to the shower and turns in on, steam quickly filling up the small room.

Sergei turns to face me, his hands tugging at the bottom on his shirt pulling it up and over his head, before unbuckling his pants and kicking those off, his eyes still never leaving mine as he does so. My eyes rake over his body almost unsure of where to look first. Without thinking I rush in front of him, my hands cupping either side of his face before crashing my lips flush against his. I can taste the faint saltiness of his sweat on my tongue as we start devouring the taste of each other. I pull away needing air, using this time to strip myself of my clothes leaving me more exposed than Sergei, who is still in his boxers.

"You look so sexy Моя любовь (My love), I need you now" without a second thought, I pressed my lips against his again with enough force to have Sergei stumble backwards. I feel his arm snake around my waist as he pulls me into the shower with him, his tongue licking my bottom lip, asking for permission which I grant him at an embarrassingly fast speed.

My hands find his hair as his roam my body, our lips never leaving each others. One of my hands travel south and feels up his hard on, wrapping my hand around his shaft, slowly pumping it while sucking on his tongue. My hand jerks him off faster before I get the sudden urge to wrap my lips around his beautifully long and girth cock.

The urge becoming too strong that I drop to my knees, the water hitting my face as I looked up at him, silently asking for permission as I lick my lips and continue jerking him off, Sergei give a slight nod which was enough of confirmation for me to wrap my lips around his cock, so needy that I forced all 9 hard inches of him down my throat, my one hand kneading his balls while my other hand travels down to my aching clit, rubbing hard circles around the sensitive bud before feeling a hand grip my hair and yank me off his cock. A groan of disappointment leaves my throat as I look up at Sergei, "Don't rush it baby, take your time." he says, leaning down a little to place a quick peck on my lips.

"I want it rough, I need you to ruin me Sergei. I need it, badly." my voice sound pathetic but I'm too horny to actually care. I didn't have to say much because the second those words left my mouth, the hand that Sergei has wrapped in my hair quickly guides my mouth back to his cock before shoving it down my throat, Sergei's other hand coming to the back of my head forcing his cock further down my throat even though my nose is flush against his pubes. I flatten my tongue as a way to let him impossibly further down my throat, my eyes watering and lungs burning as I am unable to breathe. I tap on his upper thigh to signal to Sergei that I need air which he was happily able to oblige to.

A few gasps of air and a wipe away of my saliva later, he's shoving my mouth back on his cock only for him to keep my head stationary and he thrusts his cock in and out of my throat, furthering himself down my throat with each thrust. I feel his cock twitch in my throat signaling that he's about to cum which prompts Sergei to pull my mouth off his cock before yanking my body up and into his arms as he pushes me against the shower wall before reaching between us and grabbing his cock before mercilessly shoving it into my dripping wet and aching core.

Sergei's thrusts are hard, rough and full of need. He's determined to fuck every drop of his cum so deep in me that it would have a 95% chance of fertility, not that it's what he's going for but he doesn't want any drop of his liquid gold to go unused.

Not that I let any drop of his cum go to waste on the regular anyway, whether he cums in my tight pussy or he cums down my warm throat it always stays in me. Who knows maybe if Sergei deserves it, I might let him use my other whole. Only three times in the year and a half that we've been together have I let Sergei fuck my ass and boy does it make him go feral each and every time.

I feel his hips shudder which means that he's close again, I've thought about it for a minute now and I think I'm just gonna do it, "Baby, fuck- you feel so good. I need to cum, are you close too." I whimper through my moans

"Fuck yes, I'm going to cum" Sergei says as he captures my lips in a searing kiss. "Hmm, cum in my ass" I said as I rest my forehead against his. Looking at him, I see his eyes shoot open, his eyes raking my face as if he's trying to find a hint of a joke in my expression, once he finds none he quickly yanks his cock out of my pussy before slowly pushing it into my asshole.

The stinging pain was enough for me to want to tell him that I regretted saying that he could cum in my ass but the pain went away as fast as it came after only a few thrusts. It wasn't long before the pleasure became too much for me and I came undone, my lips attaching to his neck, sucking on the skin, sure to leave some bruising later. About 10 thrusts later does Sergei's hips come to a halt and I feel him shoot long and warm ropes of cum in my ass. I hear a string a nothings coming from Sergei's mouth, the water still hitting us.

After a minute of silence and slight overstimulation, does Sergei pull out and set me down before cupping my face a placing a long and loving kiss to my lips.

" Моя любовь (my love), will you marry me?"

[risibledeer]

Ahh i don't know if it's okay to req more than one thing 👉👈 but i love your art so- consider this a req for if you're not getting enough other req asks!!! I also don't know what all you want to draw for these or if they have to involve Joel but!!

I would love to see an Impulse of the SV variety in your style :0 i particularly love Last Life Impulse (the wither duo my beloved) but any Impulse would do!!

If you want to involve Joel, well, they're neighbours with a similar theme on HC of course, and in Last Life they both at different points were Grian's closest murderbuddies <3 so maybe that could serve as inspo

SORRY FOR THE LONG ASK your art style is awesome remember to hydrate aaa-

they're gossiping at the soup shop about Grian lol

no it's really fine :) sorry i took a long time! and ty ofr the rq and the compliments!!! also ty for letting me add joel lol

(i hope my impulse design looks alright!)

ps feel free to send me reqs! i'm always happy to get em

[m4y4wasnthere]

can you please do a johnny cade x reader smut? ty!

johnny cade smut hc’s/brainrot

smut brainrot , f!reader

warnings: only smut

a/n: sorry this isn’t an actual fic, i thought a babble would be easier to write since I just wrote a new johnny fic (w the same req) earlier today ! if you want something specific; you can always req again ! 🩷

he would never degrade you on purpose,) he only praises you. the damage from his parents could never make him be able to do it to you.

in contrast to the last point, he likes seeing you cry. (obviously not when your actually crying) he loves knowing he can make you feel so good you cant help but tear up

if you ever were in control, he’d go feral over your praise, he loves when you call him good boy

his favorite position will always be missionary or bear hug.

he loves looking at you and being able to kiss you at any time

bear hug makes it so he can hug you as close as possible but also because he knows you always cry when he does this

doesnt like anal at all, never tried it, just knew there was a chance shit could be involved and just knew he never wanted to experience it

loves paying attention to you first before anything. it started out like this because of how shy he was but he ultimately grew to like it more

loves hearing how you moan his name, especially when its right up against his ear

doesnt like choking or slapping you, hes a big groper

^ hates physical ‘pain’ during intimacy in general

loves to compliment you a lot

would actually be so in love with you if you had a piece of jewelry on that meant something about him (like a j necklace) he makes sure to have sex with you whenever you have one on

never got the concept of lying about when you finish, you’ve tried to explain it to him but he thinks its stupid if you lie since intimacy as a whole is based on trust.

when fingering you, he always ends up licking his fingers. loves how you taste

feels semi-bad about receiving blow jobs because he feels like it doesnt do anything for you but it turns you on alot

he doesnt care whether you have a bigger ass or boobs, he loves groping both equally

has a fascinating kink about having sex when one of you is visibly injured ( not bleeding out but for ex. a black eye )

likes to blindfold you

he would be open to try out any one of your kinks atleast once

jaw-drops whenever you wear lingerie, would make you come more than once just because hes so taken aback by how pretty you look

sometimes he doesnt even want to finish during sex, he solely just wants to do it for your sake

as ive already said, hes super big on giving and not receiving

loves holding your hand whenever he fucks you

loves to hold your hands above your head ^

sometimes he thinks about what’d you look like tied up, but often dismisses it because it seems to violent

very against knife play and anything fire related (obviously)

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Mine- Christopher Sturniolo

Summary: You’re on stream with the triplets and you come on the screen and the chat goes CRAZY, starts hitting on you, calling you beautiful, andChris gets a little jealous and decides to remind you of who you belong to…

Warnings: SMUTTTT, Dom!Chris,Sub!Reader, p in v, Unprotected sex (practice safe sex please), degradation, praising, oral (fem receiving), (idk what else i missed)

A/N: UMMM THIS WAS REQUESTED A LONG TIME AGO BUT TY FOR REQ THIS SO SORRY ITS TAKEN ME SO LONG, Chris is low-key like ROUGH in this.. Could u tell I'm ovulating

PSA: THIS IS MY WORK PLEASE AND THANK YOU DO NOT USE MY WORK AT ALL

Chris and I have been dating in the public eye for about 2 ish weeks now, but in private it's been 2 years, surprisingly the fans took it a lot better than he and I both expected. I've received more love than hate, occasionally I'll get a 14-year-old girl in my DMs or comment section talking about stealing her man or whatever.

Today was the first time the Triplets had streamed on their Twitch channel in a couple of months now, so obviously Chris invited me for our first actual Twitch stream since being out in the public eye.

“MATT YOU FUCKING SUCK, HOW DID YOU ALREADY DIE AFTER BEING IN A MATCH FOR 3 MINUTES” Chris yells through his headset.

“Hey, baby...” i slowly walk a little timid after trying to compose myself to join the stream.

Chris squeals softly excited to see me finally join the stream “Hi ma, glad to see you finally keeping me company” he pats his lap for me to sit, and I smile softly adjusting myself on his thigh.

I giggled softly looking through the chat. “Hey someone named Ellie just subscribed”

“SHES A PRO ALREADY” Nick yells.

Instead of focusing on the game, Chris was playing I found myself looking through their chat.

Sturnfan626: Y/N IF YOU AND CHRIS BREAK UP BE MINEE

The4thtriplet: Shes stunning oh my god

Crybaby19853: this is how I find out Chris has a girlfriend? But wait why is she like absolutely beautiful.

The chat was flooding with compliments about me and how Chris bagged me or them not understanding how Chris pulled me.

“Awe Chris your fans are so sweet look” I smiled at him as he glanced at the chat screen his eyes darkened watching 35k people hitting on me, and even a couple wanting me to start an Onlyfans which to protect my sanity and privacy I would never.

“Yeah I know I got a hot girlfriend” Chris sort of rolls his eyes before focusing his eyes back to the screen.

“Thank you, everyone,” I softly giggle as Chris’ hand snaked around my waist gripping it a little hard.

I was bombarded with comments in the chat, responding to questions about Chris and me while the boys kept playing Fortnite. Unbeknownst to me, it was disturbing Chris, as he began muttering curse words under his breath, a rare occurrence unless he's truly angry.

“I don't know about you guys but I'm super fucking tired,” Chris says while clicking out of the match, now using both of his hands and wrapping them around my waist.

“BYE EVERYONE WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR JOINING OUR STREAM TONIGHT” Nick yells kissing the camera.

“we’ll see you when we see you,” Matt says ending the stream

Chris groans as the stream ends leaning back in his chair and running his fingers through his hair. “Get on the bed”

“Hm?” I turn my head to face him furrowing my eyebrows.

“You fucking heard me Y/N, don’t be a fucking stubborn brat” Chris says coldly.

“O-okay” I obeyed hopping off his lap walking around to the bed and lying down resting myself on my elbows.

Chris walked over hovering over me between my legs and caressing my cheek with his thumb “Such a greedy fucking whore,” he chuckled softly “fishing for compliments from other people” he shook his head leaning down and colliding his lips with mine hungrily. He wrapped his hand around my throat applying just the right amount of pressure getting a soft moan out of me, sending an invitation to explore my mouth. While exploring my mouth his hand travels down my body yanking down the sleep shorts I walked around the house in all day making them bunch up around my ankles. He pulls away softly smirking down at me fully removing my underwear and the rest of my shorts throwing them across the room.

He settles between my legs using his finger and gliding it up and down my wet, aching pussy. “So fucking beautiful,” he says as his voice drops into a husk. He analyzes my face as he slowly glides his finger into me watching as my breath hitches. “And so fucking wet” he chuckled dipping his head down and kitty-licking my clit while pumping his finger in and out of me.

“O-oh s-s-shit Chris” i moan out “s-so fucking good”

He harshly sucks my clit taking it between his teeth while he adds a second finger into me curling his finger up and hitting that hard-to-reach spot.

My back arches off the mattress watching him enjoy every inch of me in his mouth. he began pumping faster into me making my moans turn into whimpers “S-So f-fucking close” I breath out.

Chris groans against the taste of my arousal all over his mouth “Cum” he mutters diving into my pussy like his last meal, pumping faster in and out of me.

“CHRIS” I squeal finally snapping that knot in my abdomen all over his mouth and fingers. I sit up balancing my weight against my elbows looking at him and wiping his mouth against his forearm and undressing himself.

“The first one was free, you’re working for the next few” he grins beginning to take off his boxers as his aching, red cock.

My eyes widened “W-what?” I stuttered.

“You didn't think I was done with you, did you?” he comes now laying between my legs, his face just inches away from mine, and rubbing his cock through my sensitive folds.

I softly nodded batting my eyelashes at him. “Oh? Don't be so naive baby” he coos, continuing to rub his tip against my folds. “I'm far from done with you” his chuckle was almost sadistic, I'd never seen him like this but holy mother of pearl it was turning me on so fucking fast.

He aligned his cock with my entrance pushing his tip in slowly then pulling back out a couple of times, teasing my entrance, making me whine from the loss of contact. “You want it?” he says grabbing my chin and making me look at him.

I nodded violently stuffing my bottom lip out for him. “You beg for what you want Y/N” his voice turned husk.

“P-please Chris” I whined as his tip continued to push in and out of me.

“Please what, princess?” he glides his thumb over my bottom lip while giving me a faux sympathy look on his face.

“P-please fuck me, Chris,” I stated confidently swallowing a lump in my throat.

He chuckles before pushing his length farther into me “Such a pretty mouth, begging so nicely” he smirks fully bottoming out in me, making my eyes touch my brain.

"God you don't know how bad I missed fucking this little pussy of yours," Chris smirked. "That's right, princess. I want you until you see fucking stars. I won't even fucking stop if someone sees or hears. You're mine, understand? You're my little fuck toy," he husked.

I whimpered at his words. I'd never been more aroused than I was right then. He began to regain his fast pace, as I cried out in pleasure.

"Fuck, Chris!" I shouted. This seemed to turn Chris on even more as he thrust into me even harder, making my tits bounce.

"Chris, Chris, Chris," I moaned.

Chris grunted, leaned his head towards my neck, and latched his lips onto my soft skin. He took my skin in between his teeth and sucked forcefully.

"That's gonna leave a mark, Chris, stop," I Whined.

He pulled away and smirked. "I know, that's the point, you dirty little slut, I want people to see you belong to ME” his thrusts maintained a brutal pace while attacking my cervix.

“F-Fu-Fuckk” I stuttered as my legs began to shake around his torso. “Cl-Close” I choked out.

“No” his voice husked in my ear as his hand made a fist next to my head to support his weight and his harsh movements. “Do you deserve to cum?” he hummed in my ear.

“Y-yes p-lease, Chris” I begged between my moans.

“You Cum with me or not at all got it?” he grunts out sitting up and wrapping his hand around my throat and squeezing the sides just enough to make the pleasure more intensifying.

“Mhm,” I moaned out looking at him and giving him doe-eyes that I knew he couldn't resist.

“Nu-uh, words, understand?” he squeezed my throat a little harder.

“Y-Yes s-Sir” i wept, the pleasure of him repeatedly pounding my cervix and the way his veins popped out of his forearm while wrapped around my throat became almost uncontrollable, the knot in my stomach could burst at any moment now.

He smirked at my response “My greedy girl, just so pitiful, begging for that release,” he grunted “Hold it for a couple of seconds okay, beautiful? Can you do that for me?” he bit his lip removing his hand from my throat to brush the hair on my face away, smiling down at me.

“C-Cant” I shook my head squeezing my eyes shut as tears of overstimulation began forming at the corners of my eyes.

“Yes, you can pretty girl, I'm almost there alright? Just keep squeezing me so good baby” he moves his hand down my body slowly and agonizing down to my clit and toying with it while maintaining his attack on my pussy.

“FUCK” I squeal arching my back off the bed. My moans became whimpers as my makeup began to run from the tears now streaming down my face “C-Cum-Cumming” I let out a scream of pleasure as my orgasm hit me like 14 busses and I squirted all over him and everything else in the way.

“That's it,” he coos “Keep cumming for me, let it all out” he continued as his thrusts became sloppier chasing after his own release. 

“Such a good fucking girl for me baby,” he smiles as his last couple of thrusts in me painted my once pink walls a nice shade of white. He slowly pulls out of me being careful not to hurt me. “Let me clean you up yeah?” his smile made me smile back at him as he left quickly to his bathroom to grab a lukewarm washrag. He slowly drags it down my legs and carefully wipes my cum covered pussy making me wince “I know ma, I know” he coos throwing the rag into the pile of clothes we left on the floor.

“You okay?” he chuckled admiring my fucked-out expression.

“Mhm, I'm good” I smiled moving my body to face his

“I wasn't too rough on you was I?” he smiles moving my hair behind my ears.

“Honestly, you were perfect” I smiled leaning into his touch.

“I'm sorry I got a little possessive, I'm trying to get used to the whole ‘the public relationship’ type thing, I'm still used to keeping you my little secret,” he says softly kissing my forehead and pulling my body closer to his.

A pound at the door quickly broke up this once peaceful pillow talk moment “HEY FREAKS!” Nick yells “SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP” he continued before walking away from the door and slamming his own door.

Chris and I chuckled as I nuzzled my head into his chest. “Do you wanna watch Sponge Bob? Or gossip girl?” he says running his fingers through my hair

“Whatever you want” I smiled before fastly falling asleep wrapped in his arms.

Chris looked at me falling asleep on him smiled down at me shook his head, admiring how peaceful and soundly I slept intertwined with his own body.

A/N PT2: GUYS IDK WHAT HORMONE MONSTER ATTACKED ME BUT LIKE I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED THIS!! I love you all and i hope you all have a blessed and amazing day! 🩷

[biibini]

hello!! i reaally really love your writing i reread ur mizu fics all the time i swear i have them memorized HAHA i love the way u characterize her she is so dear to me

ive never requested anything before but i was wondering if you could write something about the pet names that mizu and reader would use ?!?! i think they are so sweet ...

my little pet ₊˚ෆ

pet names modern!mizu would give you

tags: sweet mizu, nsfw later on, modern!mizu headcannons, mdni, 18+, pet names, praising, degrading tones, smut, reader is gorjus!!

a/n: and what if i called her my shayla? who gonna stop me??? ok but fr ty everyone for sending reqs and ur love ♡ i appreciate each response, rt, and comment sm mwah mwah mwah

honey

“Hi honey, how was your day?”

the typical form of endearment Mizu uses to call your name

if she’s feeling playful, she’ll say “honey, i’m homeeee” in a sing-songy voice

when she calls you this and sees your face, she smiles everytime

(she can’t help it i fear)

my pretty girl

“God, my pretty girl looks so cute.”

emphasis on the “my”

nothing in her eyes is as gorgeous as you

(she is very gorjus to me 🤓☝️)

typically used to compliment you, especially during dates

when you finish doing your makeup, she can’t stop staring at you, mumbling how well done your work is

the words can be paired with your hand intertwined with hers, the pet name gently whispered into your ear

the name can also be heard when you’re feeling hesitant about yourself, as she tries to relieve you of your doubts

sweetie

“Sweetie, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”

typically used when talking to you in disagreements

also used when in concern for some cases

or sarcastically, if she were to push your buttons

not commonly thrown out there (buttttt i’m a big fan of it bc she can get sassy w it)

dear

“Good night dear…”

a favorite of hers

simple but sweet

usually said before placing a good night kiss atop of your lips, her hands wrapped around your body, loving every bit of you until you fall asleep

if not at night, the term is used to call you over or to get your attention

either way, she uses it very lovingly

girl

“Girl if you don’t—”

unfortunately, akemi & ringo’s lingo rubs off on you two a bit… and they can get kinda… rambunctious and witty when it comes to comebacks

usually, this pet name (if u can even call it that) is used in a teasing setting

or if you accidentally give her the wrong directions

or push her buttons in a grumpy mood

or if you bother her to the point of her snapping, ending with her tickling you until you admit defeat

i fear the silent but sassy side comes out at times when she uses this name

dearest

“Dearest, can you please fetch me a cup of freshly brewed tea?”

both of you use this jokingly

and of course, in a british accent

usually used when asking a favor or in a silly mood

the one answering must respond back in their best british accent

and mizu is lowk good with it

too good at it…

baby

“You like it like that, baby?”

when she feels more romantic and intimate, ohhhh this one WILL be used

especially in that low, deep voice when she’s really into it

a banger when y’all ban-

(oops my hand slipped)

or when she got that morning, groggy voice when she’s half away and cuddly

either way, great usage

hon

“Fuck, hon—”

a variation of “honey” that is typically used during the uh… later parts of the night

(nudge nudge wink wink)

most commonly used when she’s overwhelmed with the pleasure, slipping and forgetting her words

or when your grasp on her shoulder frantically tightens, pulling her body closer to yours while you reach your limit

or when she looks down at the sopping wet mess you two made on your lower half

sometimes, the term becomes an incentive, paired along with a rough smack or hickey on your neck

princess

“Aw princess, you want it deeper, don’t you.”

oh this one… this one is a mean one…

at times, she can be quite dominant and persistent

it may not seem like she’s degrading you, but the fakeness of her sweet tone proves otherwise

paired with her long, deep strokes, you would think you were going to ascend from the pleasure

but all you can do is nod, having little control of your moans as she rams deep inside your wet cavern

she cracks a smile at your failed attempts at answering back to her, hearing the shakiness of your voice mix with the wet noises erupting from her work

[wabatle]

Wawawawawawawbatle i am here to req a chigiri hyoma, nagi seishiro, and bachira meguru ! :3

Im thinking them with a gf who like cooks and cleans and kind of like wife material? But when char ever brings it up she gets all shy and flustered

Ty!

☆~Isagi, Chigiri, Bachira, Nagi, and Reo with a wife material girlfriend

wabatle nonsense:

i added reo and then was like: well i might as well add isagi

so yeah

edit: TY FOR 100 LIKES (also 100+ notes)

edit edit: HELLO??? TY FOR 200 NOTES!!

edit edit edit: TYSM FOR 300 NOTES!! THIS IS CRAZY

warnings: none~

☆~Yoichi Isagi

Honestly…Isagi doesn't really mind what you do, he just loves you anyway

But, with you being so amazing and all, he just wants to love you more

He admires you and how quick you are to respond to things, like if he spills something you're quick to clean it up

Because of this, he wants to compliment you on a regular basis, but feels bad because of how flustered it makes you

He also loves how your food tastes, partly because it's made by you, but mostly because you make it so darn well

He can't help but tell you how good your cooking is, but he'll apologize right after because your face is so red

☆~Hyoma Chigiri

Chigiri thinks you're adorable, especially when you get all red when he tells you so

So, sometimes he teases you for it, but other times he'll tell you there's nothing to be embarrassed about and that you're just amazing and then you respond with being even more flustered

I'd like to think that everyday when he's on his way home, all he can think about is getting to eat your cooking. Like, seriously, this man is on his way home thinking, “I wonder what (name) cooked tonight… whatever it is, it's gonna be so good, as per usual from my amazing (name).”

And how you keep the house clean— genuinely he couldn't appreciate you more.

☆~Meguru Bachira

Bachira literally loves this, and you, so much!!

He loves how spotless you keep the house, especially because when he helps you cook, he makes a mess

He also tends to rip his shirts and jerseys a lot, and he loves that you fix them for him so that way here can wear them again

Like Chigiri, he also literally dreams about your food. Like when you're sleeping, wake up and you'll catch him literally drooling while dreaming about your food

He also likes it when you take a cloth and wipe his face if he got dirt or anything on it while he was practicing

He would of course tease you for being so flustered, but he'll apologize in a silly way and continue to compliment you

☆~Seishiro Nagi

Nagi appreciates how much you take care of him, because he finds it to be such a hassle

So, when he gets home to find freshly made food on the table, he can't help but want to kiss you

He actually loves your food though, he thinks that you should open a restaurant because people from all around the world would come to eat your out-of-this-world cooking

And then, you clean up after him perfectly, leaving him to be able to go to bed

And he walks into a spotless room, every speck of clothing or dust taken care of

Yup… he really is gonna want to cling to you as a thank you

☆~Reo Mikage

Ughhhghfh my man

Okay but in all seriousness, he appreciates and loves you for everything!

Reo loves that you're always willing to clean, but he wishes that you would ask him to help every once in a while

He does really like coming home to a hot meal waiting for him, but he has to crash into your arms first

Then, while he's eating, he watches you clean and sweep around the house, but what he really wants is you to sit down and enjoy the meal with him

He'll tell you how much he loves you, not intending for you to get so flustered, so he'll kiss you lots as an apology, but tell you he seriously needs to compliment you

[heegyukeluv]

fall for you (lhs) - req

pairing: heeseung x afab reader

synopsis: Dealing with midterm exam season has always been stressful. Luckily, you have a boyfriend who would do anything to bring your joy back.

my's note: i loved writing this i'm in love with this work ty so much for the request ☹️💘

warnings: fluff, established relationship, reader loves autumn/fall, reader blushing/turning red! LMK if missed anything!!!

request: can you write about fem reader who gets so excited for autumn to the point where the sight of the leaves changing colors makes her squeal and jump up and down! unfortunately, it’s also midterm season and... (full request here!)

wc: 5k

NOT PROOFREAD.

taglist 💖: @yvnempire @marigold-sunflowers

“I feel you’re too close to turning into a highlight marker.”

The quiet room was suddenly filled by your boyfriend’s soft and playful voice, startling you out of your focused state. You let out a small chuckle with his comment as you leaned back on the chair to stretch, closing your eyes while groaning.

Your whole body ached for being in the same position for God’s know how long, your head felt heavy and your eyes deeply tired. The words in front of you have long gone lost sense and the study material wasn’t sinking enough to boost your confidence, so you had an obstacle that restrained you from stopping your study time – and it was purely yourself. 

Splitting your day into having a part-time job and college was definitely your biggest decision, aware of the fact that your life would constantly feel like going down in shambles, especially during certain times like the midterm season, where it asked for your bestest and you couldn’t completely offer, since you had other responsibilities in your life.

To use your weekend and any free time to study was the only option. That added to Heeseung being your clingy, adorable boyfriend led you to the ongoing situation: you, using his desk as your personal place, his internet connection that works way faster than your dorm’s, and his clothes, just because they’re comfy.

“I hope I’m the orange one, then,” you shot back with a sly smile, glancing at Heeseung, who calmly approached with your mug – decorated with fall leaves and a cute fox playing with them –, handing it to you as he rested his hip on the desk, looking down at you with his usual tender gaze and breathtaking smile. 

You had dark circles under your tired, now faintly reddish eyes, indicating your exhausted state. Heeseung knew about your current routine, a complete stress mess preventing you from doing your everyday chores; your face constantly buried in books and articles, studying the entire semester’s content like your life depended on it – and it felt like it did.

You needed to be taken care of with as much love as possible, something Heeseung had overflowing for you.

“You’d be the prettiest one,” he answered back with a grin, crossing his arms and tilting his head to admire you.

“Thanks,” you whispered sincerely – for the hot cocoa he just made you and the compliment –, holding back a shy smile before taking a sip from the warm liquid; the sweet taste dissolved in your tongue and made you close your eyes, your whole body feeling gradually relaxed.

“You should rest a little, my love,” Heeseung murmured, cupping one of your cheeks with his warm hand, his thumb caressing your skin as you leaned into the touch – eyes closed, enjoying the heartwarming feeling spreading through your chest. 

His other hand gently brushed a strand of hair that was on your face, revealing it full to his eyes as an enchanting painting. Although you looked extra tired, there was something about your beauty that would make you easily gorgeous no matter your condition. 

Nonetheless, among your many beautiful and stunning facets, the stressed, overworked one you wore right at that moment was one that Heeseung hated to witness. 

Heeseung would do anything to get your back into your normal demeanor. Seeing you killing your sleep time, eating easy meals and consequently unhealthy foods, giving up on your social life and sometimes, even leaving aside your relationship with him was as painful as a bullet.

Heeseung was your biggest defender, protector and, mainly, lover. He devoted his life for you, if that meant to have you forever by his side, and he always would cherish your happy side.

“I know,” you whined with a pout, fluttering your eyes open, getting a look at Heeseung’s worried eyes. “I’m tired, but I can’t stop now,” you murmured, placing the mug on the desk and grabbing your orange pen to keep on remarking the important topics. 

Heeseung sighed, aware of your stubborn personality that was one of his favorite things about you – how determined you were, how always right you sounded, how confident you sustained your words –, and also the hardest part in moments like those. 

“But you have to…” He muttered back, lowering himself on his knees to turn the rolling chair towards his direction, stopping you from keeping writing and holding both your hands with his big ones. “Let’s go to bed, hm? It’s super late,” he said and gently pulled one of your hands closer to his lips to press a sweet kiss on the back of it.

“No, it’s not–” You tried to fight back, thinking Heeseung was making things up just to have you with him in bed, cuddling, as he did some other times. 

However, his serious tone after he reinforced it with a firm nod, tightening his grip to prevent you from turning back, got you confused. “It is.”

You blinked a few times, only now realizing how dark it seemed to be outside the window, before furrowing your eyebrows. When you started, the sun was still up. “What time is it?” You asked, voice small.

“2am.”

“Oh my god,” you whispered, flabbergasted, widened eyes as you watched Heeseung’s decrescent smile adorning his pretty cherry lips.  

“Yeah…” 

“And you’re still awake?” You asked baffled, with a strong layer of concern, freeing one of your hands to brush his bangs out of his forehead and caress his cheek gently.

“I’d never go to sleep without you if you’re in the same house as me, baby,” he admitted, his eyes gleaming with what you learned after years together as being love, then he kissed your palm and fully leaned into your touch, turning his head like a puppy.

“You’re too good for me and too sweet for this world, Hee,” you muttered, feeling a wave of mixed emotions rush through you, stress blending with the overwhelming love you felt for Heeseung.

A big part of you felt guilty for unconsciously leading Heeseung to stay awake due to your studies, the other was worried about his sleep schedule, and the other bubbling with the same lovestruck sensation that flooded your heart whenever Heeseung was near to you.

Heeseung's soft gaze remained locked on yours, the glow of the desk lamp highlighting the gentle lines of his face.

"Don’t stress about it," he replied in a caring tone, his thumb still tracing soothing circles on your hand that he held. "I’d stay up a thousand nights just to make sure you’re okay." His voice was soft, tender, the warmth in it wrapping around you like a comforting fluffy blanket.

Your eyes grew glossy as exhaustion finally began to take over, your body realizing it had reached its limit after getting to know the hour. Heeseung noticed the change immediately, observing as you let out a deep yawn, blinking back the moisture in your tired eyes and rubbing one of them with the hand that once cupped his face.

He straightened his body and leaned forward just enough to kiss your forehead with such tenderness it made your heart skip a beat, as if it was your first time receiving that touch. 

“Come on,” he murmured, his lips brushing against your skin before he stood up completely, going back to hold both of your hands. Heeseung was always so touchy and you loved that with all your heart. “Finish your hot choco and I’ll help you get ready for bed. How does that sound?” He nonchalantly swang your arms from side to side, as a child growing impatient, but you knew it was his way to keep your attention on him.

You hesitated, looking back at the pile of notes on the desk, feeling that familiar guilt start to creep up again. “But… I’m not done studying, Hee. There’s still so much…”

Heeseung shook his head mildly, pulling you to stand up before his long arms hugged you; the cozyness of his torso made you sigh in pleasure, allowing his body to completely embrace you, his fresh fragrance inebriating your airways enough to make you dizzy and even sleepier. 

He placed a kiss on the top of your head before saying, “Just finish your drink, ok? You can continue your studies tomorrow.” And when you tried to counter, he added, with a firm, yet tender tone. “No buts, please.”

“Ok,” you grumbled against the fabric of his sweatshirt, a sound so adorable that made Heeseung chuckle. 

He pulled away from the hug to kiss your lips, already imagining your pouty face even before seeing it. 

“I love you,” he declared and as if you heard from the first time, your heartbeats increased, your skin pricking up in an instant reaction and you smiled, shyly, accepting the sweet touch of his lips on yours.

“Iloveyoutoo,” your words now were all slurred due to the fatigue that crashed down your body blended with Heeseung’s soothing, peaceful presence. Your eyes struggled to keep open, making you blink slowly. 

At the end of the night, you didn’t drink all of your hot chocolate, and Heeseung willingly carried you to his bed, tucking you nice and cozy under the blankets and giving you a goodnight kiss before cuddling you. 

It was unquestionable that stress was eating you alive. Your stomach hurt almost every day at the thought of failing your exams, and to make it worse, your brain stubbornly refused to retain the materials you had studied over the past few days.

You expected to nail the first exam, which happened at the end of a busy day, even with the strong headache that pursued you throughout it. But you weren't too sure, and a few more other exams waited for you until you reached the end of that hellish midterm season.

However, the moment you stepped out of the classroom and headed towards the exit, hoping to go to your dorm to grab a bite before holing up in studies, you couldn’t help but smile as you started to notice autumn leaves dancing gently from the trees scattered across campus until they reached the paved ground.

The green foliage was gradually transforming into beautiful shades of brownish-orange, and a soft, sweet breeze caressed your face as you walked through the covered paths. A gentle chill rushed over your body, warmly hidden beneath the coat you had borrowed from Heeseung during your last visit, making you feel small and comfy.

You allowed yourself to close your eyes for a moment and take a deep breath, enjoying the autumn scent tickling your senses slowly.

The studying days had you oblivious to things surrounding you, eroding your possibilities of seeing life beyond academic books, so now, when you realized your favorite season’s arrival, your body felt like vibrating with a sudden surge of energy, an overwhelming urge to run and leap around like a child.

Yet, you knew that such carefree expression was a luxury not easily afforded in that moment, exposed to the judgmental world that would see you as a cringey, childish girl or anything similar, so you held yourself back and sighed, a little frustrated.

When you fluttered your eyelids open, expecting to face reality again, you were startled by a familiar presence.

“Oh?” You exclaimed, nearly jumping back on your feet as Heeseung stood just a few meters away, a curious expression lighting up his face. “What are you doing here?” you asked, your smile widening as he approached you. His presence, combined with the thrill of autumn beginning, made your heart stumble in between it beats.

Heeseung looked cozy as he tilted his head adorably, his eyes sparkling with affection as they roamed over your features, taking in your unique beauty and, surprisingly enough, your relaxed demeanor. He missed seeing your joyful side shining like that, and he had a huge hint about the reason due to the surroundings you both, now, were.

“I was thinking about you,” he answered sincerely, hands traveling all their way to your waist, tenderly holding you steady. Your own hands found comfort on his shoulders covered by a delicate fabric of his sweater, and Heeseung didn’t restrain his need to peck your lips once before continuing to say with his soft, and a layer of playfulness, voice. “Thought you could use some boyfriend-help after the exam you were stressing about.” 

You giggled, feeling your cheeks warming as if you experienced falling in love for the first time again.

Years would pass and you wouldn’t overcome your crush on Heeseung, always so gentle and caring, not to mention tremendously attractive, reiterating he was your boyfriend.

He had his hair dyed in a shade of pink that contrasted way too well with his slightly tanned skin, and his fluffy bangs covered his forehead, giving his face a touch of softness. It all matched too perfectly for your heart not to beat fast whenever you were together.

Before you could say anything, he added with a cute grin.

“But you seem very happy for someone who was stressed to the point of pulling out your own hair…”

He quirked an eyebrow while keeping his eyes locked on yours, and for brief a moment you wondered if word had stopped as you took in his perfection.

But Heeseung’s remark had you remembering your previous thrilling excitement for autumn. A smile creeped onto the corner of your lips, growing bigger and brighter as your eyes lit up immediately. 

“Autumn,” you whispered. 

It was all you needed to say before lightly throwing your head back, then to the side, as you took in the scene around you. The trees waved gently under your happy gaze, their leaves shifting in the breeze as Heeseung’s hands remained firmly around your waist, holding you close.

The sun was subtle against your skin, sky faltering with clouds, yet, nothing similar to the intense summer’s heat; just enough warmth to send a delightful shiver down your spine. This time, you didn’t suppress your euphoria at the sight of leaves falling, the gentle breeze swirling around you both, carrying the enjoyable atmosphere of autumn, each leaf a little reminder of the magic of the season.

“Look at them!” You squealed, your excitement too much to contain and being with Heeseung awakening your inner child.

You spun to the side, and Heeseung quickly followed, hugging you from behind as if refusing to let your warmth slip away. You pointed at the path covered in golden and orange leaves, spread like little stars on the vast ground. The trees stood tall, forming a natural arch over the main campus route, and while Heeseung’s eyes followed the scene, they inevitably drifted back to you.

“So pretty, isn’t it?” He murmured close to your ear, catching a glimpse of your beaming expression. He wasn’t talking about the scenery, though.

You nodded, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of happiness, oblivious to the true meaning behind Heeseung’s words.

Heeseung had a soft spot for you, it was undeniable. But moments like these made it even more evident, as he witnessed you allowing your true self to shine, unfiltered and excited over simple things. It worked as a silent proof that you felt comfortable enough around him, showing all your unique pieces carefreely.

And he loved to love every part of you.

You started to walk forward, eager to pass through the arch of pretty leaves, unaware of Heeseung's small whine he voiced out when you broke his embrace to only hold his hand, pulling him along.

He couldn’t help but watch, adoringly, as you took little skips and hops through the sea of leaves. His cherry-colored lips curved into a soft smile, eyes squinting into crescent moons as he did so, his heart swelling in love. The butterflies in his stomach danced to the rhythm of your steps, and his pulse quickened as you giggled along it, grounding him and, at the same time, drifting his feelings for you as light as a feather throughout his entire being.

Every excited sound you let out, pointing to the same things made his heart melt in love.

He was ridiculously in love with you.

But then, you stopped abruptly, turning to face him with puffed cheeks and a slight pout, your fingers playing nonchalantly with his. He approached, tilting his head.

“It’s such a shame I can’t enjoy this for long,” you mumbled, your joyful expression melting into a sad one, dropping your eyes down to the floor.

Heeseung’s brows furrowed immediately, his hand gently letting go of yours to cup your face, tilting it up until your eyes met his. He shook his head slightly, still frowning, his gaze full of tenderness as if refusing to let the stress steal away your happiness again.

“No,” he shook his head again, his thumbs brushing your cheeks in circles. You looked so pretty under the autumn aesthetic. “I don’t want you stressing again.”

You sighed, closing your eyes briefly as you leaned into his touch. “I can’t help it. There’s just so much to do and–” You fluttered your eyes open, locking your gaze onto Heeseung’s. “I feel like I’m constantly failing. I don’t know.”

Heeseung sweetly pressed his lips on yours once, twice, thrice, and a few more times until he got you smiling, shyly, trying to contain it but totally unable to do so.

“Here it is… The cutest, most perfect and gorgeous smile in the entire galaxy.” 

You rolled your eyes with Heeseung’s exaggeration, the heat surging to your cheeks immediately as you released yourself from his hands only to shove your head on his neck, giggling. Your actions elicited a laugh from him, his arms involving you gently, as if he was holding his entire world.

And to some extent, he was.

Heeseung’s chest vibrated as he spoke gently, the sound and feeling somehow relaxing your nerves immediately.

“I prepared something for you.”

You lifted your head only enough to glance at him, still pressing your torso onto his. “Yeah?” You asked, absorbing the handsomeness of your boyfriend as though you just met him. 

Heeseung would never fail to make you speechless and to take your breath away. And you didn’t quite admit it out loud, but although you always enjoyed fall, the weather itself and the views you got to see, after meeting Heeseung, he became one of your main reasons to love the season.

The first time you saw him was in a coffee shop.

Heeseung was sitting outside while drinking on his caramel macchiato, oblivious to the outside world that watched him so closely as he readed a book. You, being the said outside world, diving meticulously into your personal analysis that showed results about guys like Heeseung looking extremely attractive under the golden autumn sunlight. 

You ran away the moment his eyes flickered out of the words on his book, as if he felt the intensity of your gaze and started to look out for it.

The following days were pretty much like the first one, until you got a job in the same coffee shop and started to serve him the same order.

A caramel macchiato and, sometimes, a cupcake.

Unlike you, Heeseung was slightly forward with his intentions and didn’t retreat when he noticed how your eyes would linger into his figure longer than in any other consumer, or how your cheeks had a faint blush every time you approached him with his order, or even the timid smile adorning the corner of your lips when he complimented your services.

And then he complimented you.

Just like that, aiming straight to your heart and easily accomplishing his goal. 

You exchanged numbers, started to talk almost everyday to the point of becoming good friends.

Eventually, you caught yourself falling in love with Heeseung’s gentleness.

He would help you by placing his order on the table just to brush his fingers in yours. He would search for you even before searching for a table to sit. He would wait for you outside your class to hand you a box of chocolate, concerned about your stressed self over the midterms.

And you noticed he was falling for you too.

In a few weeks, you both would be celebrating one year into this comfortable relationship you cherished with your whole being. 

“Can you come to my apartment today?”

Heeseung’s voice snapped you back to the real world, and you never felt so happy about your thoughts being a reality. 

Yeah, you had Heeseung to yourself. How lucky.

“What’s with all this suspense, huh?” You questioned while giggling, Heeseung following your steps close behind, one hand covering both your eyes and the other holding your waist to help you move. 

“You’ll like it,” he answered, acting as if that amount of words would simply explain his decision to prevent you from catching a glimpse of whatever he had prepared, since the start of the hallway.

However, you knew how extra your boyfriend could be sometimes and let him do his thing.

“I bet I’ll.”

Alongside the curiosity swelling in your chest, the usual guilty feeling that accompanied you throughout your last weeks of long nights of study, forbidden you from finding time to take a break, to relax and recharge, appeared as well, slowly preparing your body to receive the bittersweetness dissolving in your palate every time you skipped your study routine during that time of the year.

You gulped, an inner battle happening that didn’t go unnoticed by Heeseung.

“Hee, you know I can’t stay.”

“Shh,” he shushed you, his warm breath brushing against your ear making you shiver. “I can help you study later. For now, let’s just relax. Can you do that for me?” He asked gently and you nodded, still hesitantly. 

You had reached the main door by the way he stopped walking and tightened his grip on your waist to stop you as well, and the sound of him unlocking it made your stomach swirl together with the key. Then Heeseung lightly pushed you forward with his chest pressing your back, hand still covering your eyes and now, the other arm, holding you close to his body.

By habit, you took off your shoes when you blindly understood you were now inside his apartment. Then, with a bit on your lower lip when Heeseung uncovered your eyes and rested his chin on your shoulder, almost feeling his smile as he whispered “Surprise,” you fluttered your eyelashes open, trying to adjust to the light.

However, to your surprise, his apartment was under a warm, comfortable dim light instead of its usual brightness. As your eyes wandered through his place, you noticed a few cozy blankets sprawled on the floor, next to the couch where a plush pumpkin with a cute face and a basket of things you couldn’t quite see sat perfectly together; a sweet invite to your attention.

“W–What?” You muttered confused, lips falling open as you turned to look at your boyfriend who only separated from you to affectionately read your genuine reaction, his bambi eyes shining brighter than all stars together.

You felt your heartbeats increasing, breath hitching a little, and for some seconds you couldn’t quite pinpoint if the reason was Heeseung or his sudden surprise. Or both.

“Thought that a cozy little at-home date could help you to de-stress,” Heeseung explained, his cheeks with a faint blush added to how he scratched his nape indicating he was getting shy. You smiled, getting closer. “I know it’s nothing big, but–”

“No,” you urged to interrupt whatever nonsense he was about to say by pressing his lips with yours in a caring kiss. “I loved it.”

You were aware of Heeseung’s insecurities with surprises or preparing things for you, always overthinking about your reaction and wondering if he could do better. 

And you tried your best to reiterate that, no matter what you did or where you went, the moment together with Heeseung was more than enough to make you happy and relaxed.

He was your safe haven.

Heeseung took a deep breath in relief before kissing you deeply, a hand cupping one side of your face and the other pulling you closer by the waist. You willingly let him in, tongues swirling together in a dance you both knew how to do pretty well, and yet led your stomach to flutter with something addicting, a feeling you would never get used to.

Heeseung kissed you tenderly, as always, quietly lowering his hand from your cheek to grab both your thighs and lift you with ease, lips still moving in sync, while your fingers caressed his face and hair, disheveling it without caring too much. 

You heard the door closing shut and felt Heeseung moving you both around after removing his own shoes, until he sat on the free space on the couch with you on his lap; nonetheless, it didn't feel rushed or lascivious. 

Heeseung’s touches, on your body and mouth, were sweet as caramel, slow as the sun rising lazily during evenings, cozy as a fuzzy blanket wrapping around you. You felt loved. Heeseung was loving you.

When you broke the kiss, Heeseung chased your lips to peck a few times as your breath mingled, trying to regulate it. He watched you smile with your eyes closed while he dotted your face with kisses, your giggling adding the gorgeous masterpiece you were under his gaze.

He leaned back after finishing his work of showering you with affection, grinning, eyes beaming with love. His hands draw circles on your clothed hips waiting for you to open your eyes, and when you did, his smile grew.

You immediately drifted your attention to the side and grabbed the pumpkin soft plush to hold in your arms tightly, inhaling the scent you recognized straightaway. “Did you spray your perfume in here?” You asked playfully, and by the way Heeseung shook his head, smirking and trying to avoid your eyes as a kid who got caught doing something wrong, you knew the answer already.

“I would never do something like that,” he shot back with a mischievous undertone, batting his eyelashes, feigning innocence. 

You chuckled, head throwing back slightly. “You’re so cute,” you murmured, leaning forward to peck on his lips before pulling away only to look out for the basket you saw earlier, his eyes following your movements expectantly. “What else do we have here, hm?” 

Heeseung straightened his posture on the couch, helping you to open the little gift he prepared for you, gentle hands brushing softly against yours. 

Once again, you had a flabbergasted expression adorning your features, “Is it a boo basket, my love?” You asked when it finally clicked, now rushing to go over each item from it.

There were two different flavored candles, one white and one dark red, some halloween themed sweets, including your favorite chocolate, a new mug for you collection, a facial mask and other skin care products, and lastly, a soft fabric that when you unfolded, revealed to be a beige sweater with a couple that looked pretty similar to you and Heeseung, with the phrasing “fall for you”, alongside some orange, yellow and brown leaves swirling around them. 

Heeseung drank from each of your reactions, how your eyes widened and shone with each new item you found inside the basket, your giggles with the heart shaped mug, your cheeks reddening in excitement, your smile never leaving your lips. 

“Did you like it?”

“Oh my God,” you whispered after finishing all your inspection, hugging the sweater, the corner of your eyes glistening with tears when you closed then, the action doing nothing to help you hold your emotions back.

“Are you crying?” Heeseung frowned, face suddenly dropping, concern dripping out of his voice. “Babe, why are you crying?” He searched for your face hidden behind the fabric of the clothing you hugged, trying to gently pull away to see you. You shook your head, forcing your weight forward to bury your face on his neck. 

“I love you so much,” you said, voice coming slurred as you pressed yourself into him even more, especially after his arms wrapped around your body and pulled you closer.

Heeseung’s chest vibrated with a delicate chuckle, now relieved to understand your reaction. “That’s why you’re crying?” 

“Mhm,” you mumbled, making him laugh once again, finding you too cute for his heart.

“I love you too, my love,” he said back, smiling.

The warmth of your embrace sent a wave of reassurance through Heeseung’s body. Your sweet presence, your joyful and memorable smiles, your contagious laughter. Everything was enough to make him love you even more each second, if that was possible. 

“Are you de-stressed?” He asked after a while, you even had removed the sweater from preventing you from feeling his heated skin against your lips. 

“Definitely,” you answered softly, your breathing coming as calm as the autumn’s wind whisper while you enjoyed his hug, noticing how his skin prickled with the tender brush of your lips on it. 

You waited for a few minutes, sniffling your tears away and searching for Heeseung’s eyes, that quickly rested in you, with the same sweet amount of warmth he carried with him. 

“Do we have a movie to watch?” You tilted your head to the side as you asked, knowing Heeseung’s ways to help you clear your head. Dating for over a year had it perks, and the routine you created together was the biggest one.

His smile was enough to answer your question, but he made sure to vocalize it too. “Oh, sure we do.”

And just like that, you found yourself resting your head on Heeseung’s chest as you both took the floor space under the cozy blankets, the scent of one of the candles you decided to open filling the room, as well as the low sound of the TV showing your favorite comfort movie, while your arm wrapped over the pumpkin plush and Heeseung’s waist, after eating some snacks together.

At some point, Heeseung looked at you and you felt the weight of his gaze, looking back at him. You smiled, grateful for having such a caring boyfriend that would do anything to ease the hard life for you.

On the other hand, Heeseung’s heart ached in love, glad to have you by his side. He already knew that, but it worked as a reminder.

He would keep falling for you in every season. 

[love-fictional-ppl]

number 17 (smut)with Sirius Black plss!(u can always say no :) )

(Can I be roach anon?)

Ofccc 🙏🏻 ty for the req🙏🏻

Too Sweet

Summary: Your boyfriend, Sirius Black, asks to eat you out for the first time.

Pairings: experienced!Sirius Black x virgin!Fem!reader

Warnings: language, smut, oral(f receiving), fingering, making out, color system, spit, cumming in pants, hair pulling, pet names, squirting, a smidge of overstimulation, being walked in on, etc.

Prompt: 17.) “Sit on my face”

A/N: reader and Sirius are in their 7th year and are aged to 18 but you can imagine them however you want. Title is inspired by the song Too Sweet by Hozier.

You were sure you hadn’t heard him right. Or he had to be joking. You were hanging out with Sirius in his empty dorm, the two of you had only been dating for a few months now, friends even longer than that. Sirius was your first boyfriend, he was practically your first everything. The only first he could never take was your first kiss which had been stolen by James Potter.

Earlier in the day the raven haired boy had invited you to his dorm when classes end, his roommates all busy in the afternoon. You expected your usual routine, listen to music, talk, smoke, make out.

Everything went as planned until the two of you were making out. You were laid on Sirius’ bed, him on top of you massaging your tongue with his. He pulled away from you suddenly, out of breath, “Sit on my face.”

“Pardon?” You were’t sure how to react.

“I said sit on my face. If you’re not ready yet that’s just fine, darling.” Sirius reassurance made you feel better and you would be lying if you said you weren’t soaked.

“Um, are you sure?” You had no idea why you were asking him if he was sure.

“Of course I am, darling, I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t.” The pervert in you got wetter at his words.

You pulled the male forward into a searing kiss. Sirius took that as a yes and flipped you so that you were straddling him. You pulled away, unbuttoned your dress shirt and pulled off your tie. Sirius moved to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys in his wake.

“You’re so beautiful,” the compliment caught you off guard.

You shoved the boy’s face between your bra-clad tits. Sirius waisted no time with unclasping your bra so he could latch his mouth onto your chest without a barrier.

The minute Sirius got a view of your bare chest he was in awe. Sirius latched onto one nipple and started pinching and slapping at the other one.

“Mm! Too much!” The force he used was borderline painful. Sirius pulled back with an apologetic expression, “I’m sorry, love. You want to move on to the main course?” And just like that, his devilish smirk was back.

You stood up wordlessly and peeled off your plaid skirt and panties in a seductive manner. You gave Sirius a mini-show and when you turned to face him you could see he was incredibly hard.

You went to climb back on top of the boy but he stopped you. “First I need to hear you say you want this,” Sirius spoke.

“I want you, Sirius. I want to sit on your face.” You sounded desperate and you couldn’t care less.

“Are you familiar with the color system?” He was so sweet with the way he asked. You shook your head, unsure. “Green means we’re good to keep going, red means stop. Simple enough?” You nodded your head.

Sirius pulled you onto him and adjusted you to hover over his face. Your bare pussy was about an inch from his face, Sirius spat on your clit and circled it with his thumb.

“Fuck- Sirius,” you moaned out.

“You’re already soaked. Me kissing you got you that worked up?” He asked rhetorically.

You nodded your head, your eyes with shut tight and your bottom lip was between your teeth. You were shocked by how different Sirius’ fingers felt compared to yours, his were so much more rough and larger. Sirius slapped your ass and gave it a squeeze before he ducked his hand down to finger your pussy from behind.

Sirius inserted a finger into your tight hole, he worked his fingers to match the same pace as he rubbed your clit and thrusted his finger inside of you. After a few minutes like that Sirius inserted another finger inside of you, as well as replacing his left hand, which had been circling your clit, with his mouth.

Sirius pulled your weight down onto his face and started lapping at your cunt. Sirius pulled away for a second, “What color, Sweetheart?”

You responded quicker than you ever have in your life, “Green!” And then Sirius was back to work. You felt like he was making out with your pussy but you were in utter bliss. Your hands moved from the pillows to Sirius’ hair, you heard him groan in pleasure when you tugged on his black locks of hair. You did it again and ground into his face.

Sirius used his free left hand to grab your ass roughly. You were moaning pornographicly, you were sure the two of you were going to get in trouble. Sirius lapped at your folds, not a care in the world.

“Sh-shit! Just like that!” Sirius was alternating between sucking on your clit to lapping at your folds and clit. His fingers worked a fast, steady rhythm. He curled his index and middle fingers to hit that spot that made you see white.

Sirius groaned against your pussy and praised you, “Such a good girl f’me.”

You could feel yourself getting closer, you started practically riding Sirius’ face and fingers. At first Sirius paused to get a sight of such a beautiful scene but quickly kept going. He changed his fingers pace to meet yours and started devouring your pussy. Sirius was enjoying this as much as you, he had already came in his pants, he felt like he was in a fantasy right now.

As you practically rode Sirius you think about how lewd this entire thing is. The sound of him slurping on your juices and the clapping of your ass against his hand, the stench of sex, the sight of him under you, it was all so addicting. As you got closer to your high Sirius plunges a third finger inside of you and curls his fingers inside of you.

Immediately you squirt everywhere. On his face, shirt, hand, sheets and pillows, everywhere. And Sirius fucking loved it, he swore he could cum again if he hadn’t already. He withdrew his fingers and licked them clean when he was done he licked a stripe up your pussy causing you to squirm in overstimulation.

Sirius was in awe at the entire situation before him, he swore he had died and went to heaven. Sirius allowed you to pull yourself off of him and lay next to him. You tried to catch your breath, still in shock. You couldn’t help noticing the wet patch on Sirius’ pants but before you could call him out, the door opened.

In came, James, Remus, and Peter. The three boys stopped in their tracks jaw dropped, Remus simply shut the door and left you two alone. You simply looked at each other in shock, laying there.

“Uh oh.”

I hope you enjoy, 🪳 anon! Sorry this wasn’t longer. Not Proofread!

[supasolaa]

just saw your "pretty little baby" fic and omg??? like new fav writer! but piggybacking off like dad!rafe realm, maybe one day rafe stays home from work? like he helps mama/give her a much needed break

a/n

girly that’s such a compliment to me<333 it’s insane how many likes i got on that fic. ty for the req bb girl!!!

rafe had been there for the first two to three months of your pregnancy, never left your side or the baby’s. well until he had to go back to work. sure it got harder for you but…even then he still did stuff. prepping your lunch and bottles if need be. cooking you breakfast when you woke up or before he left. sure he couldn’t help you at work…so that’s why he took off two days. insisted that you go somewhere nice( though he knew you wouldn’t, saying something like

“but…my baby girl…” you would whine out, and he wouldn’t let you do anything to help other than feed her. as you got up off the couch to go make something sweet in the kitchen, rafe almost spoke up immediately. “what are you doing?” “uhh…just baking some cupcakes…craving it.” you wanted a break, yes… but now you felt like you had to be doing something. just to distract you “no you should go take a nap… i can get some delivered from that bakery up the street or something. you like that—“

you bit your lip as you messed with your fingers. he picks it up, getting up with your girl in his arms. “what’s wrong.” you look up at him with wide tired eyes “nothings…wrong.” “ yes there is, you’re biting your lip.” your short nails tap on the counter, you always used to get them done but after birth you haven’t been. you were tired, he obviously saw it on your body. he wanted to give you a break, but you just wouldn’t. your body was already running on a schedule. a schedule of barely getting any sleep. “love. go sit on the couch. watch something, then you’ll fall asleep. i’ll take you to the bed.” “but—“ “no buts… alright?”

as you found your body on the couch, he had went off to the nursery to feed her. he originally wanted a boy… but he actually now preferred the girl. she was pretty as you to him. as he balanced her in his lap, he made sure to support her neck when needed while she sucked the milk out the bottle.

once getting her to sleep he went back out to the living room seeing you asleep. he fixed himself, then wrapping your body around his arms. carrying you to bed, he managed to wake you up “ go back to sleep for me babe…” he muttered gently as he placed you down. he kissed your head, then leaving to start cleaning the house. might’ve tired him out, but it was for you. you needed it.

[dioslesbianwife]

Hii!! Could I req hcs of jofoes when they’re embarrassed/flustered,, maybe reader did or said something to them that made them react like that (love ur writing always!!)

hii and thank you! it's funny to imagine these big bad menaces getting embarrassed, ty for requesting!!

Dio 

Dio rarely gets embarrassed. He’s too confident, too in control-

But when you trace a finger down his chest, lean in close, and whisper, “You look so beautiful like this…”

He stiffens for half a second, eyes flicking to yours.

The tiniest, almost imperceptible red hue dusts his cheeks before he covers it up with a smirk.

“Oh? You’re getting bold now, my dear.”

But you caught it. You caught that slip.

Kars

Flustered? Kars? The supreme life form? Impossible.

Until you casually lean against him, resting your chin on his shoulder, and murmur, “You have the most beautiful eyes.”

He blinks, turns to look at you, and for the first time in centuries, he actually doesn’t know what to say for a moment.

His fingers twitch like he’s trying to brush it off, but you can see the tension in his jaw.

He just lets out a low chuckle, almost nervous, before turning away.

“You amuse me, human.” (His ears are pink.)

Esidisi

You kiss him out of nowhere in the middle of a conversation.

Immediately short-circuits. His brain completely derails.

One second, he’s talking about battle strategy, and the next, he’s staring at you, speechless.

“...”

His face starts heating up, and he literally steams from embarrassment.

Wamuu

You tell him he’s beautiful, completely sincere.

He just stares at you.

“…Beautiful?” As if he doesn’t understand the word in reference to himself.

You nod and smile, and for the first time, his confidence wavers.

He looks away, arms crossing, jaw tightening. “You exaggerate.”

Santana

He doesn’t process it immediately when you call him cute.

But when he does, he just stops moving.

His brows furrow, and he gives you the most confused expression ever.

“…Cute?” As if the word is foreign to him.

He tries to act like it’s nothing, but you can see the way he keeps glancing at you.

He starts being weirdly quieter around you after that.

Yoshikage Kira

You suddenly hug him from behind, nuzzling against his neck.

His entire body tenses.

He tries to act calm, but his breathing is suddenly uneven.

If you whisper, “I love you” against his skin–?

Instantly short-circuits. He physically pries himself away just to pace the room and regain his composure.

“That was… quite unexpected.” 

Diavolo

He is not used to being caught off guard.

But when you sit on his lap and cup his face, running your thumb over his cheek while just staring at him with pure admiration..-?

Goes completely still.

His hands tighten on your waist, and his breathing gets audibly heavier.

“…What are you doing?” His voice is slightly unsteady.

If you just shrug and say, “I just like looking at you,” he literally has to close his eyes to regain composure.

Doppio

This man gets flustered so easily.

Just holding his hand and tracing circles on his palm? Instant pink cheeks.

But if you lean up and kiss his forehead, telling him how much you adore him-

He completely freaks out.

“What? Don’t do that so suddenly!” He covers his face with his hands.

Keeps looking at you through his fingers, though.

Enrico Pucci

You casually call him “handsome” while adjusting his collar.

“Hmm? Oh, you look so handsome today, Pucci.”

Visibly freezes.

He clears his throat, glancing away like he didn’t hear you.

But you can see the stiffness in his movements.

He doesn’t know how to take compliments well. Will literally pretend it didn’t happen.

Funny Valentine

He’s used to charming others, so he doesn’t expect to be on the receiving end.

Until you kiss his knuckles and say, “My beautiful President.”

His entire expression shifts, his usual composed demeanor slips for just a second.

He immediately grabs your hand, keeping it in his grasp for longer than necessary.

“…You have an interesting way with words.” (He’s so flustered, but he’ll never admit it.)

Diego Brando

You trace a finger under his chin, tilting his head up to look at you.

He blinks rapidly, eyes wide, mouth opening slightly like he wants to say something-

But he can’t. He literally cannot find the words.

“You’re so stunning, Diego.”

He shoves you away and storms off.

But five minutes later, you catch him checking himself out in the mirror, smirking at his reflection.

Tooru

You gently cup his face and rub your thumbs over his cheekbones.

He laughs awkwardly. “What are you doing?”

You just smile and say, “You’re really beautiful, you know that?”

His entire body tenses.

His smirk falters for half a second. His ears are completely red.

He clears his throat and immediately changes the subject.

[kamisama1kiss]

*Debby Ryans my hair* Hi, I'm back from the Kenma post could i pretty pretty please request Akaashi, Kenma, Kuro, and Bokuto being a little possessive/their reactions to someone flirting w reader during a game? Like they give reader their jacket over the game or interrupt the person flirting w them. ALSO LOVE THE WRITING HONESTLY I MOGHT BE BACK TO REQUEST NINGAJO LATER IF INFEEL LIKE IM NOW ANNOYING YOU WITH REQUESTS. TYSM FOR ANSWERING MY LAST REQ AND TY IF YOU ANSWER THIS ONE LOVE YOUR WRITING!!

This idea is kissable 😝😚 OFC. I love getting requests and never say no to them!! Please do come back when you wish 🫶

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Their reaction to their lover being flirted with in a game + Haikyuu Headcanons

~ Kenma Kozume ~

When he had his eyes off the game for even just a moment, wanting to see his partner but he was greeted with the sight of a random person hitting on them.

A frown took on his face was immediately visible, looking around for a moment before he snuck off to his partner. "Hey, love. Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything?" Smiling at his lover, ignoring the stranger as he cut them off mid flirting.

"Hm, doing better now with you're here. The team is doing great, " smiling at him, happily answering with the person now feeling awkward and walking off silently. "Mhm, I'll be back later." Moving back on to court where Kuroo hit his shoulder with a good laugh, being proud of him for standing up.

~ Kuroo Tetsuro ~

There was a break between the sets, and he wanted to spend time with his lover now when he had the moment. Now, when waddling closer, there was a clearly unpleasant expression on your face.

His famous grin turned down along with his eyes narrowing, walking up to you anyway with a slight speed in his steps. "It's kind of cold, don't you think?" Asking you out of the blue, cutting the person off. Taking his jacket and placing it around your shoulder with a kiss on your forehead, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as he sat down.

Looking at the person acting oblivious, "Oh hey, you were saying?" Only making them shake their head and walk away quickly. You laugh at this interaction. "Thank you, Tatsu"

~ Akaashi Keiji ~

He had sent you a few small waves throughout but wanted to wait until the end to talk to you, but plans got changed when bokuto pointed something out to him. "Akaashi? I think someone is flirting with {Nick-Name}." Which he looked over. "Hmm." Luckily, there was a short 5 minute break for the moment.

"Is everything okay, lovey?" Speaking in his calm, collected tone. Wrapping an arm around your waist. "Yeah, even better with you here." Smiling up at Akaashi. With the stranger now feeling rather awkward so they walked away without much of a word.

"Thank you, they wouldn't listen to me." You mumbled appreciating the aid. "You did good out there, ashi." He appreciated your compliment with a nod, "Thanks, I should get back now." Kissing your cheek, taking his jacket off, and lending it to you before he jogs back to the team.

~ Bokuto Koutaro ~

He'd won a round and celebrating amongst his team even tho there were still maybe 2 more rounds, looking for you immediately after wanting to hear what you thought of his performance.

He felt a ping of pain immediately when seeing someone else talk to you in that way. Shaking it off his mind as he jogged up to you since you'd be sat with the benches near where his game was. Placing both hands on your shoulders with a not so happy expression, the stranger finally noticed the tall volleyball player.

"Uh... I should leave." Could be missed if you blinked, then they we're gone. "Kou, you did amazing." Looking up at him from where you sat. "Jealous?" You cood lightly as he stumbled and shook his head. "Me? Never." Crossing his arms with a pout.

~~~

Ended up writing a bit more than expected 🤭 Anyway! Hope everyone enjoyed it!!♡

[risibledeer]

hello! Hope you’re having a lovely timezone! I have come to request some Ethoslab art? Your style is very cozy and yummy looking. Thank you! <3

ethorot is going strong lol

ps ty for the req! and the compliments

[dhmisfour]

YOU SHOULD DRAW SOME WTTT MASSYORK SLASH NF!

i loev your artstyrl drools

heh,, first wttt req,,,, does this mean I'm part of the fandom #squad now /j

THANK U FOR THE REQ AND TY FOR THE COMPLIMENT :3c

bonus I had to redesign mass bc I didn't like my old design for him allat much so here's like. my really extremely messy concept doodles. just thought it'd be fun to share ^_^

[transmascaraa]

hi! idea: gaming x adeptus!reader, where reader gets all flustered over gaming openly admiring and affectionate towards them bc reader isn't used to so much praise

alternatively! gaming x tea/food stall owner!reader where while he's picking up an order, he almost forgets about the order bc wow reader is just so pretty what + he ends up becoming a regular at their stall

— 🧷anon (side note: ty for doing my req <3)

bf!gaming headcannons!

you were never used to so much praise...

bf!gaming x adeptus!gn!reader

author's note: I LOVE BOTH OF THE IDEAS😭😭 but i chose the first one idk why🤷‍♂️ btw you're welcomeee i'm glad you liked the gaming kabedon hcs<3 also i love your ideas cuz they're so creative imo and just thanks to anyone who requests anything because I HAVE LITTLE TO NO IDEAS. anyways i can't believe so many of you like gaming so much😭 he's so pookie tho we should all love him anyway🗣️ i hope you enjoy!!

"let me make up for all of the years you never got this praise, until you get used to it!"

-you never got praised

-well, at least not enough to get used to it

-not many compliments throughout you life

-that is, until you met gaming...

-at first, you were so confused...

-was he joking?

-was he being for real?

-all he ever gave you were compliments.

-he was so nice to you.

-it felt unreal to you.

-but you know that you'll have to get used to it one day.

-you woke up? he'll praise you!

-you ate today? he'll praise you!

-you drank water? he'll praise you!

-get ready for a shit ton of compliments.

-"hey, my love! i just wanna let you know that you look stunning today!" he said, sitting on the chair next to you.

-you were eating breakfast... and he was there to eat, too, but the compliment made you blush...

-"gaming... stop..." you muttered, smiling embarrassingly at him.

-"i'm being serious, my dear! you're the most stunning, good-looking, attractive, kind, and precious person i've even met! your title of an adeptus completely fits you!" he started throwing compliments at you, and you just buried your head in your hands.

-embarrased. you couldn't keep eye contact with him right not.

-"gaming... no..." you muttered again.

-"it's true, [name]! you're perfect!" he continued.

-"you're perfect, not me..." you said quietly, enough for him to hear.

-"well you're perfect, and i don't care about what you say or think or feel. i know for a fact that you are definitely even more than what could be comprehended as perfect!" he wasn't planning on stopping until you accepted it.

-"okay, okay, fine!" you finally looked up at him, your cheeks red.

-"say that you're perfect." he teased.

-you sighed in defeat.

-"i'm... perfect." you said it, and saw the big warm smile on his face.

-"that's really right! and don't let anyone tell you otherwise! not even your brain! you're perfect! no wonder you're an adeptus!" he hugged you and kissed the top of your head.

-"yeah, yeah, i agree..." you said, it wasn't true what you agreed to, right now.

-but he'll keep going.

-not until you actually believe the truth.

-you're perfect just the way you are.

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I LOVED WRITING THIS ONE

IT WAS SO FUN TO MAKE I SWEAR ANON I HOPE YOU LIKE IT<3

one more request to go rn btw🥰🥳

[yawarakaizai]

I LOVE YOUR AESTHETIC SM!!

i was thinking..

gn doll reader with nikolai.. i feel like he’s obsessed with dolls (bj dolls/porcelain dolls) he’d treat you delicately and.. ahh.. i need HIM. CARNALLY.

ⵌ THIS LITTLE WORLD IS YOURS TONIGHT

SENDER Doll ! Reader (GN) RECIPITENT Nikolai Gogol (BSD) CONTENTS He took the utmost care of you, treating you how he believed you should be treated. He loved every part of you, and that included your feisty temper, even when he was so nice and caring towards you. NOTE bratty reader, pet-names, usage of 'daddy', possessiveness, suggestive content, genitalia mentioned (or rather lack thereof), mentions of fyodor + sigma, size difference, reader is a ball-jointed doll, non-sexual nudity, rich nikolai lolol, spoiled reader, mentions of punishments/implied punishments (spanking), feminine clothing (dresses) COMPANY Smarty

A/N hii ano n! tys m f or your req (>///<) nikolai is one of m y fav es actu al ly, , hes s o swe et , craz y and aa aa a <3 i hop e you enjoy this small fic! !! it was f un t o write ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ i th iink nikolai would be s o silly w/ a re ader who' s a dol l !! he'd p air well w ith a br att y doll .. s o here 's th is !! \(^///^)/

" Noo! I don't wanna! "

Your whine was met with an exaggerated sigh of mock-sadness.

" Oh, but please! You'll look utterly adorable in this! "

One thing about you was that once your mind was made up, there was no way of convincing you otherwise. It was always your way. At least .. usually.

" Don't wanna means I don't wanna. "

You stood in the middle of the room nude, your hands placed on your hips, your head turned to the side away from the man knelt on the floor before you with his pleading eyes, a white gown bunched up in his hands.

Stubborn is what you were. And goodness, did Nikolai not love and hate it at the same time.

You were his sweet, spoiled doll. He wouldn't want it any other way.

" Ya know I love you best when you're behaved, doll. " He was dumb to think you'd relent your attitude so easily. Nikolai was being soft today, thankfully. On a hard day, he would've had you crying out bent over his knee promising to be a good doll next time.

Peeking from your shut eyes, your glass eyes stared curiously and intently on the dress he insisted to hell and back you should try out.

Frilly, short and virgin white - like every other garment he'd buy for you.

You most certainly are appreciative to have such a generous daddy. One who'd adorn you in only the best of dresses and accessories, showing you off to all who'd have the misfortune of coming across Nikolai.

He'd boast about how lucky he is to have you, with you shyly hiding behind his large stature, your fist gripping onto the hems of his shirt for your own comfort. You were timid around others that weren't your daddy. You'd shrink at compliments from others and cling to Nikolai; afraid to lose him.

Nikolai adored you for how bold you were with him. No matter the façade of a pure, innocent angel you'd display to all - he knew just what you were in private.

" Fine. But only this dress. Otherwise, I'll go straight to Dostoy and tell on you! "

" Yes! Yes, oh, how sweet you are! "

Standing up to his feet, he immediately began to tie the matching garter to your porcelain thigh, tightening it enough to ensure it wouldn't slip off.

" You'll look beautiful. I could not rid the thought of you wearing it from my mind. " He rambled on, guiding your head through the many frills of the dress, pulling your arms into the sleeves and smoothing out any wrinkles in the fabric.

You found it to be too short, as you'd find when you'd spin around the dress would ride up with the air and thus exposing the area humans considered intimate.

Although you possessed no genitals, Nikolai still found your body erotic.

" It's too short. " You'd protest, to which he'd reply, " It's perfect. "

It could be said Nikolai found you aesthetically pleasing to look at, as many would come to agree. Even Dostoy - as you'd call him - began to take a keen interest in you, requesting for your co-operation in being his muse for a while.

He had painted a lovely portrait of you. One you kept in an expensive gold frame, hung over your prized vanity table.

You did not pry too much into your daddy's life, and that included his relations with Dostoy. All you knew was that Dostoy was above the other, and the two had mutual respect for one another.

" Can you sit still for me, doll? Need't put these on ya. "

Nikolai rummaged through the many shopping bags he had hauled into your room, not expecting to have caught you during your brattish hours.

Nodding in silence, you allowed him to clip bows and pearls to your soft hair, having to kneel down to properly align everything perfectly and just the way he wanted them to be.

By the time he was done, you could feel the weight on your head having increased from how over-the-top he had gone.

" Daddy.. "

You huffed, puckering your red lips childishly.

" You look elegant, I promise you. "

Placing his hand on the lower end of your back, he carefully guided you towards your full-body mirror hanging adjacent from your large wardrobe.

Studying your reflection, you stared up at his grinning face. " You look dumb. " You remarked, continuing to twist and twirl. It wasn't that bad.

" I knew it'd be perfect, " He creeped behind you, wrapping his arms around your hips with his head resting atop of yours, " ya gonna thank your daddy for bein' so kind and sweet, aren't ya doll? " He murmured, lightly letting some of his heavy weight loosen on you, immediately making you yell out to him.

" Hey! Watch it! Daddy! Too heavy! "

You did your best to support him as he only laughed over you, " Catch me, catch me, doll! " he joked around, threatening to faint at any second, soaking in your desperate attempts at hoisting him back up.

In one fell swoop, he swept you off your feet over his shoulder, in the process, accidentally letting a stray bow come undone, falling to the floor below.

" Gonna go parade ya to Sigma. "

He praised, hand straying up your skirt and onto your bottom, in response you immediately whacked his back, stifling an "ow!" as your delicate hand forgot how tough he was, especially his upper body.

" Think he'll get mad when he realises I spent his money on all this? "

" Daddy! "

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