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Hunger.

Summary: "Anything you want," Kabuto went on, "anything and we can —" “That is not what I need,” Madara said, eyes never leaving yours Warning: SMUT, 18+ Word count: 2177 A/N: Wrote this for a friend who was getting over covid for the second time, jfc. Love you!

He crept from his crate, a hand on the threshold, pulling himself from death and into mortality. 

There he was, in front of you, towering and beautiful and alive. 

Madara, Father of the Uchiha, God of shinobi.

“It worked,” Kabuto said, marveling at his work. 

The cavern was grave silent as Madara took his first step into the world of the living, turning to survey you with blackened eyes. His presence was immense, weighing down the world. Instead of Kabuto, you were the one to step forward. Madara towered over you, the bangs of his gigantic mane falling over his face.

You swallowed, bowed. “My … my lord.”

Madara inclined his head, furrowing his brows. 

“Are you in —“ You choked. “Are in need of … of sustenance?”

A second. Madara turned to you again. “… Sustenance.”

It was not a question; it was as if he spoke the word to experiment with it, mull over its meaning, its context. His eyes met yours again and went through you. 

“Food,” You clarified. “Food, or — or water.”

“… No.”

“We are at your command, Lord Madara,” Kabuto said. 

It irked you how familiar Kabuto was being. To use his name so freely …

“Anything you want,” Kabuto went on, “anything and we can —“

“That is not what I need,” Madara said, eyes never leaving yours. 

Kabuto’s expression was inquisitive. 

“Your name, what is it?” Madara asked you. 

You perked, startled. You answered. 

At last, Madara took his eyes off you, facing Kabuto now.

“Leave us.”

Not a question but a solid command. Kabuto straightened. You could feel him look at you but said nothing, heartbeat quickening with the tick of seconds. In your peripheral, all you could see was Kabuto poofing away, leaving the cavern even more eerie in its quiet. 

You blinked furious at Madara, who hadn’t, you were sure, blinked once. 

“I … I,” You struggled. “I am at your command, Lord Madara.”

A beat and then Madara “hmmed”. 

“At my command,” he said as though he had never heard Kabuto repeat the same words. He stepped closer. “… That is good to know.”

“I —“ 

But whatever you were died away as, lightning-quick, Madara’s hand came behind your head, forcing you forward and crashing you to his lips. 

Your yelp was bitten away by the force of his kiss. Something slithered and a second later you registered it as Madara’s tongue invading your mouth, weaving with yours before retreating so he might nibble at your lower lip. Your hands were frozen in the air —

He lingered as he pulled away. He met your eyes again — and something was different in his, wild, feral.

“Do you know how long it’s been … since I’ve had a woman?” 

His hand snaked from your head to your waist, hoisting you up. With almost instinct, your legs went around him as he carried you to the center of the cavern, where a miniature mesa stood, rising from the ground-like mattress. Madara ravaged your neck, hands smoothing over and hooking under your thighs. You raved with his touch, overwhelmed by it all, sure that in some recess of your mind you were dreaming this and would soon wake up, body beaded with sweat and ruined sheets. 

You were so sure of your lack of lucidity you did not notice Madara setting you down until the chill of the rock hit your open back. You gasped as Madara’s hand slipped underneath your trousers, past your panties, and delighted in the soaking wetness it found there.

Madara growled — a low, bestial sound. He pulled back with a soaked finger. A second gasp as he yanked your panties to your knees.

Madara looked down, worked his jaw.

“You asked if I required sustenance?” he began, gripping hard on your thigh. “I do — you shall be my meal.” 

He kneeled. You swallowed your heartbeat as Madara yanked your panties to your ankles. He pulled your legs apart and leaned forward, giving your slit one experimental lick before fully breaching it to claim his prize.

You sounded out, fists clenched as the tip of Madara’s tongue tickled your clit. His tongue collected the wetness building at your opening, using it to further lather his tongue and bathe your clit. Your thighs clenched around his head, your hand going to unzip the front of your shirt to grip at your breasts, clench your hardened nipples. 

“At last …” Madara said, the heat of his breath hitting your labia, “something worth returning for …”

His mouth came over your labia, sucking and kissing the flushed skin. He hummed, vibrations of his voice rendering you speechless. You felt him pull away, only to brush a thumb against your clit, partnered with the ever-present flick of his tongue. Your back formed a pronounced crescent as he pressed a finger into your opening, your wetness surely spilling over the calloused digit. 

You could hardly breathe, legs growing slack; Madara Uchiha was making a meal out of you. 

“Tell me, young one,” Madara began, voice noticeably huskier. “Would you like another?” 

You gasped for air, desperate for air. “Y — Yes.”

“…Hm.”

A smack at your labia and you squeaked, flinching at the sudden attack. 

“M — My lord!” You corrected. “Lord Madara, yes!” 

And, once again, air left your lungs as Madara inserted not one but two new fingers into your opening, devouring your clit in his mouth. 

Your eyes rolled. I’m so full …! You grasped for something to clutch but there was nothing there — until Madara gripped your hand and placed it at the crown of his head. You gripped, hard, at his tresses, pulling him farther into your wet pussy. 

Madara’s pace became maddening, his tongue lapping endlessly at your aching clit. You felt your climax begin to climb, until — 

“Aaaah! Ha— ahh!” 

You clenched around Madara’s fingers, your clit becoming too sensitive to lick. You attempted to flinch away but Madara held you flat on the slab by your abdomen. You could do nothing but scream as Madara continued on finger fucking you, clit crying to be left alone. 

You threw your head back, through with it all as, finally, Madara’s fingers retreated from inside you. He moved away. You lulled your head to the side, and when you opened your eyes he was looking down at you, savoring the taste of you still left to linger on his fingers. 

A small, rumbling chuckle. 

“I enjoy you,” he said. 

You moved, hesitantly, to rise, but he stopped you. He was between your legs again but standing. He yanked your pants and underwear from the sag they rested at your ankles, threw them away. His hand reached up to unzip the rest of your top and your breasts spilled over the edges, leaving you only in your fishnet. You snaked out it, throwing the undergarment over your head, now completely bare before him. 

Madara teased the skin of your stomach, swerving past your belly button. 

“Sweet skin …” Madara hummed. He kneeled again, lips grazing against your knees, hands smoothing up and down your legs. “Yes, I’ve missed this; a fine specimen …” 

Madara left soft kisses against your legs, in a surprising moment of gentleness. You were still reeling from the overstimulation Madara had afforded you, so much so you did not immediately register the loss of his hands and lips against your skin. 

Until you opened your eyes and he was above you, shirtless, adorned in only trousers, and you realized time must have passed between your first blink and your last. 

Madara reached down, crept a hand behind your neck to pull you forward. He came to sit beside you, hand creeping down his trail of dark abdominal hair into his pants, pulling forth his cock. 

His eyebrows raised expectantly. 

“Come.” 

You stopped your gaping and followed. Nearly crawling into Madara’s lap, legs wrapped around his waist. His hand cupped the dip of your back to steady you. 

Settling hands on his shoulders, you bit your lip; you did not know how wet you were, and even as Madara’s cock tickled the tip of your entrance, just the tip hinted at the pain that was to come.

You faced him apprehensively — and froze.

His eyes had never been so dark, expression so determined. 

“Sit.”

Madara’s other hand came to grip the space married between your thigh and ass and sunk fingers into the flesh there. Once again, you obeyed; settling on his cock, easing onto his heated member. 

“Aa … aaa … ahah!” 

He bucked and you cried out, head flying back. You felt his cock invade, tear into your slick walls. 

Madara pressed you farther into him, skin slipping on skin. A dark chuckle.

You wrapped hands around his neck, face hiding in the croak of his neck as you struggled to swallow his cock. 

Madara had been as patient as he could manage; taking control of your hips, he guided you down, while also meeting your hips, beginning a rhythm you could only hope to soon grow accustomed to. 

“Aah …!” You cried, mumbling in his neck, his locks tickling the skin of your nose. “My — my lord!” 

Madara grunted, instructing your hips as he guided his own. “Go on, bite. Do you think you’ll hurt me? Foolish girl.” 

You leaned forward, biting into the thick of Madara’s shoulder, hard enough to draw blood. Another grunt from him, this time through gritted teeth. For a while, he was the only one moving if at all, pulling you down on his length, until, on what must have been the umpteenth thrust, you felt pleasure begin to blossom in your inner core, and —

“Oh …” You furrowed your brows. “Ahhhh!” 

You opened your eyes and noticed that, now, your hips were moving on their own. Grinding down on Madara’s cock, you used his shoulders to steady yourself as you rode him. You rocked your lower half into him, the harsh hair of his happy trail brushing against your flushed clitoris. 

“Ah — oh! My — my lord — I — oh!” 

“My name,” Madara hissed. “My name.”

“Madara!” 

He raised, bringing you along with him. He was on his feet and, with all his strength, thrust mercilessly into you. 

You screamed out. Elated with the privilege of saying your king’s name, you started chanting it, a string of praise on him and only him as you hung on for dear life. The Uchiha pounded you with all his might. You were arched back, delirious with pleasure — until Madara reached for your jaw, forced you to face him, eyes hot on yours as he set out his work. 

You felt the familiar tightness in your core and fought against it, cried out against it; you did not want it to end, but you were so close — 

Your eyes rolled. “Madara …!” You gasped out.

“Now,” he ordered. “Do it —“  

Madara’s assault was without mercy, preening your orgasm from you by force. You screamed, shudders rocking your body. You were left suspended in Madara’s hold, overwhelmed as his hand reached your womanhood and snatched your clit from under its hood, toying with your nub — 

“Ahh! Madara!” 

Madara growled. In a hurry, he set you down, forced you to your knees.

Almost on instinct, a frightening hold on your subconscious, you opened your mouth. Madara’s thick cock found your mouth, your cheeks hollowing for him. You sucked, the veins of his cock thick against the corners of your lips — and were rewarded with a harsh groan. Madara’s hand buried in the forest of your hair, forcing you yet closer. 

“Swallow it,” he ordered. “Swallow me.” 

Still drunk from the waves of your orgasm, rivers of hot, salty seed filled your mouth. Madara hissed as he emptied into your eager mouth. Your eyes fluttered closed, in bliss as you drank him. Madara lessened his hold on your head and pulled back, and you stroked mercilessly what was no longer in your mouth, swirling his cum around your mouth with your tongue, savoring the taste of your king.

King.

“Yess …”

When you drank the last drop, you dared to fall back. You released Madara’s cock with a soft pop, eyes traveling up Madara’s majestic form to see his head hung, eyes closed shut, brows furrowed. He was slowly recovering from his own climax, and your eyes fluttered, amazed. 

He was beautiful.

A million years later, Madara’s slit open, saw you underneath him. His face was calm again, having regained his composure. 

This time, you did not wait to be commanded; you stood, only to come up to his chest.

He reached out a hand, and met the back of your neck, only bringing you yet closer. 

“I’m keeping you,” he said. “You’re mine from this point forward.”

You blinked. Was this the best day of your life? 

“… Really?’

Madara smirked. “Didn’t I say I enjoy you?”

You blushed, having forgotten that part.

“Summon him back,” Madara said. “There is still much that needs to be done.”

Madara come-hithered with his fingers and you stood. He turned his back to you, walking away, and you — as you expected to be doing for quite some time —  followed.

[darkbeauty100]

Eren Yeager and his daughter, Carla Yeager.

AO3 fanfic link: Bonds of Betrayal

[darkbeauty100]

THEY DON’T KNOW | e. jaeger

synopsis: your life and relationship in the spotlight seemed nothing short of perfect..that was until everyone else convinced you otherwise.

content + themes: slight angst, engagement/proposal, musician eren x influencer reader ofc, fluff, drama, mentions of infidelity, kissing, brief mentions of suggestive things, nothing heavy, just a sweet story for my favorite ship

word count: 3.2K

📝: this is for my sweet @honeybleed ‘s 90-00’s R&B collab event! (I’m a little late to the party, I’m so sorry about that! 😭) Congratulations to you again on 600, my love. You deserve every bit and so much more!

SONG 🎧: They Don’t Know • Jon B.

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noise…it all seemed so much louder than usual nowadays. Everything sounded so much more amplified now matter how hard you fought to drown it out. The music thudding from the speakers on stages that you danced on, the rain droplets splattering against your window pane and lately…the opinions of every envious naysayer and supposed friend alike.

Telling you that your relationship was a moot point. A mere sham and that in due time, it’d come crumbling to its core. Regardless how strong the foundation was between the two of you, outside forces could still cause it to shatter at any moment. But that was only if you allowed it. You couldn’t escape it either…every other scroll and headline on every media outlet was a photo of you two..some flashy shot of you two kissing and holding hands. Appearing happily in love, only to be followed by droves of comments full of negative and downright nasty things about you guys. Saying that it would never work and you were only a temporary thing who ‘just so happened to make it further than the rest..’ it certainly wasn’t a vote of confidence considering you were about to spend the rest of your life together. For the better part of three years, you had come to know and love the renowned artist, EJ the Don. A man who’s music transcended all of time and pushed boundaries..a generational talent with exceptional skill. At least those were the words used to describe him by a plethora of magazines over the years. On the contrary, others would acclaim that he was a bit of a playboy. That he hurt people at will with no regard for their feelings..sabotaging relationships purposefully so that he was no longer bound to them. He didn’t care about anyone other than himself.

However, you knew otherwise. EJ, as far as you were concerned, was an entirely different entity of itself. You had fallen for Eren..the man who’d leave the studio at night tired and exhausted but still managed to have fresh flowers and your favorite treats in hand. The man who’d curl up with you on rainy days and binge movies. The Eren you loved would comfort you relentlessly until you were far batter. Making you laugh and cheer up with the dumbest jokes..that’s the kind of person he was. So it came without question, when one night on the rooftop of a hotel in Greece; surrounded by fluorescent blue lights, a lavish table filled with wine and rose petals next to the serene pool waters where he asked you to be his wife, you’d immediately accept. Saying yes faster than he could get the proposal out. You were elated to not only spend the rest of your life with him but share the exciting news with the world and those you loved. To your surprise though, you weren’t met with the warm reception that you had pictured in your head.

once the announcement came, the rumors followed and there was no escaping them. Even so called friends were hesitant. Telling you that he used to go with this model and date this girl so it was best to watch out. Some even suggested calling the whole thing off to spare you from future heartache...and you’d be lying if you said that they hadn’t worn you down. That you hadn’t wondered if there was a bit of truth to them. But if there was anything he was dedicated to doing, it was setting your mind at ease and proving all of them wrong.

“…room for one more?”

the voice ringing from earshot and sending flutters throughout the pit of your belly. You’d flip over onto your side with a faint beam as your fiancé made his way over to you. “For you? Anytime..” Kneeling into the mattress as he brushes a hand along your bare shoulder blade, leaning forward to place a kiss on your temple. It seemed that the effects of the dreary, rainy day had taken its toll on him as well. Sporting a pair of sweats and a tank top, indicating that he was finished with his work for the day and ready to relax with the one person who brought him serenity. Ironically, there was something rather tranquil about weather like this..whereas most people saw it as something negative; a literal damper in their plans, some took it as an opportunity to purify themselves. Not so much in a literal regard but it was perfect to just lie here and let all of those feelings that normally wouldn’t make their way to the forefront be known. Coiling one of those toned, tattooed arms around (y/n)’s covered torso, Eren began to mumble into your skin..simultaneously leaving gentle pecks along your arm. “This rain kinda sucks, doesn’t it? It’s so depressing..” “..yeah..it is.” The dryness in your response caused an immediate alarm for your fiancé. That was the thing with Eren..even when it seemed as if he were completely nonchalant and not paying you much attention, he focused on the smallest details and kept note.

there were things about you that he had noticed early on in your relationship and still to this day, could remember them better than you could. “I see it’s already working on someone…” making an attempt at a light hearted joke and even smirking afterwards, hoping that his humor would bring at least a faint smile to your face. He hated seeing you like this..hated knowing that something was obviously bothering you and you wouldn’t tell him the cause. In fact, he picked up on it three days ago when he saw you sitting outside near the pool, glaring off into space at what seemed to be nothing. In the same regard, he wasn’t the type to pry..he knew how irksome he felt when someone pestered him so he figured it best to wait for an opportune moment to confront you. Now seemed like as good of a time as any. He never did well with communicating his feelings either so he used jokes and humor as a means to break the proverbial ice. But luckily, he wouldn’t need some awkward segway because you’d ask him something that would make his stomach turn.

“..do you think we did the right thing?”

admittedly and rightfully so, he was a little confused. What ‘right thing’ were you referring to exactly?

“As in what?”

“Getting engaged..moving in together. Are we really meant to be here?” The words seemed to be spilling from between your lips as if they had been sitting there for quite some time. It was a little insulting nonetheless. As if you had waited for this exact moment. But he’d be lying if he said that they hadn’t stung a bit. He figured the two of you were equally yoked and on the same page. Happy to be marrying your forever person. At least that’s what he felt..were you having doubts? Did you not love him as much as he loved you? What had he done wrong? Swallowing the hard lump that had instantly formed in his throat, Eren proceeded to ask questions, seeing if he could maybe get through to you to figure out what was wrong.

“Is there something that would make you think different? I mean, personally..I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life. Honestly, it still doesn’t feel real..”

for a moment, he began to reminisce on the moments leading up to the night he popped the question. Searching relentlessly for the perfect ring..enlisting the help of his best friends and even your girls to ensure that it was one that you’d love. He took extra special care to make the night unforgettable. Eren had even flown to go see his mom to ask for the gift she had given him years ago that he now wanted to give to you..if that wasn’t enough, he’d even taken you to your granny’s grave and asked for her blessing of sorts. He was a wreck, even crying because he was so happy and wanted her to know that he’d take care of you from now on..for the first time in his young twenty seven years, he was truly grateful and he wanted nothing more than to be the ideal man for you. A husband that you’d be proud of..one that you bragged to your friends about over lunch, one that you’d dip out on plans early to get back to. That was the type of relationship he had envisioned; one where nothing else mattered when you two were together. Now it seemed that you were having reservations..

“I’m so scared…” Just then, the sounds of your words were muddled by whimpers. He had no idea that you were this conflicted by the matter..and if so, why not say something?! Flipping you over, he’d be met with your beautiful brown eyes that always seemed to burst with love and excitement were welling with tears that were only moments from spilling. Brushing your cheek, Eren gazed upon you with a worried expression over taking his face. How could he have been so dumb?..here you were hurting and he hadn’t even clocked it. “Why, baby? I don’t understand..of what?” Truth was, you were afraid of marriage in general but even more so, if not being what you envisioned. You were afraid of things not being picturesque and perfect. That you’d wake up one day and end up just like the rest of the girls he’d supposedly dumped. Discarded to the wayside after he grew tired of them. You didn’t want everyone to be right about the two of you! Another passed around Instagram model with nothing of substance to offer, a philandering rapper with commitment issues..the headlines were certain to be brutal. But above all else..you only wanted to do this once. You only ever wanted to walk down that aisle one time in your life. You loved this man more than anything in this world so the last thing you wanted was to take his hand in marriage only to be sliding that ring off a few years down the road. It was a sacred thing and you never wanted to lose sight of that.

“Of this..of us not working out. I mean, I love you so much and there’s nothing I want more than to be your wife but everywhere I turn, it seems like somebody wants the opposite. As if we’re not meant to be. I thought everyone would’ve been as happy as we are. But it’s always something..”

granted, he was no stranger to the gossip either. Between his fangirls and the blogs, they wouldn’t give you a break. They were furious that someone had snatched up their precious EJ and it was some girl who seemingly came out of nowhere. According to them, you weren’t his type, you couldn’t possibly love him the way he deserved and there were at least ten other women who were more fit to take your position. It was insane. Although he was never much for social media and its sick antics, he’d done his fair share of defense for you. Which spoke volumes. After a while, he rid himself of all accounts and focused solely on you. Despite it being how you made your living, he wished you’d do the same. He couldn’t imagine petty accusations with zero basis being the reason that he lost you. It would crush him, truly. Even so, he’d done as he always had at times like these and pulled you close to his chest, swaddled you in those muscular arms and peppered your forehead with gentle kisses.

“Do you remember the first night we met? At the club?” It seemed like such an odd time to be going down memory lane but that’s how Eren was..he could tolerate a lot of things but seeing you cry was not one of them. So he wanted to try a different approach.

“I couldn’t forget. I had such a good time..”

“So did I..hell, I was so nervous around you, I almost messed up my whole performance that night.” The two of you break into a small fit of laughter as you look back on the antics of your earlier days together. The wild nights, the hookups, the tension leading up to you making things official..it was all a journey. You’d find yourself giggling as he held you close to him. You seemed far more comfortable and vulnerable now; able to express your feelings more freely. Which was a great thing for him.

“Please..I couldn’t even concentrate. You kept teasing me and shit. I don’t know how I made it through that without embarrassing myself.” But alas, he’d think it was cute. Watching you stumble over your words, seeing you squeeze your thighs together when he switched up those steamier lyrics to fit you and when he ran a finger underneath your chin, you nearly collapsed! Being on stage with your celebrity crush was not for the weak..

“Yeah, but you did and do you remember what everyone was saying after that? All the bullshit they said about us?” It was something you’d never forget, truthfully. For days after, the infamous photo of you guys hugged up on a lounge couch in the VIP section circulated the web for an entire week. There were countless headlines, alleging that you two were an item, that you were hooking up..the game of telephone had become so terrible that three days later, stan accounts and grown adults alike had concocted stories of you two having sex backstage and him doing inappropriate things right there in front of everyone. Even so called ‘witnesses’ backed up the claims. Naturally, all of it was false but it still didn’t stop people from running with whatever narrative they saw fit. Despite the fact that prior to that appearance, you’d never ever laid eyes on this man, less known did all of the things they accused you of. You were complete strangers..again, it stopped no one’s rumor mill from running!

“Yeah..I do. All of it just sounded like people had too much time on their hands.”

but his point wasn’t quite driven home yet..still clutching you, he’d chuckle once more and just nod. “Mhm..and what about when we first started dating? Remember the dumb shit they said then?” Once again, you’d answer his question, giggling when you recalled how stupid it all was. From the accusations of him being nothing more than a pay pig for some lavish lifestyle they claimed you were flexing online. Or that he wasn’t really faithful because he did a show with a former ‘partner’, who was nothing more than a PR stunt to begin with. Nevermind the fact that she was a lesbian! “Like when they said you were cheating on me with your ex? Trust me, I couldn’t escape that one even if I wanted to.” “Which was crazy because she was way more interested in you than me. Even asked me for your number..” seeing his expression furrow into a silly pout and you couldn’t hold it together another second. You’d burst into laughter at the thought. “I’m serious! She got mad because I didn’t bring you with me..must think I’m stupid or sum’. Little Miss Hoes always pulled more girls than I ever could.” The mental image of a one hundred thirty pound, five foot four blonde stealing his potential prospects had you rolling around and in much better spirits. “You’re a mess, you know that?” Which was his one and only goal.

“Well I’m glad somebody found my lack of game funny.” But truthfully, the only woman he wanted was right here. Which was the entire point of this little roundabout trip down memory lane..it didn’t matter what happened back then or what people claimed to know about him..he only cared about what was to come. The life, the future that he was building with you trumped over anything that they could say. They didn’t know how drastically he had changed for you. How he was hopelessly in love..how much softer and compassionate he had become so he was a better man for you. Even when you weren’t around, his beloved (y/n) was the topic of conversation..oftentimes, his boys would make fun of him for how much of a ‘simp’ he had grown to be. How his voice changed in pitch when you were on the phone, his eyes radiating whilst talking to you..it was the cutest thing! So if there was one thing he knew for certain, it was that he was all in. He had no regrets or doubts about asking you to marry him. He was ready. Anybody from his past was a mere afterthought and he wasn’t missing out. All he could do was pray that you felt the same. Turning your head towards him, EJ looked you directly in the eyes and began to speak.

“Listen, princess..I know it isn’t easy. Being with someone like me. I’m not perfect..not by a long shot. Truth is, I was really selfish back in the day. I wasn’t thinking about anybody but myself. Hell, until you came along, I still didn’t. I had always told myself I’d never let anyone get close to me just so I didn’t have to worry about another person. Marriage, dating..seemed like a foreign concept to me..” this was the first time in his life where he was able to be vulnerable..where he could lay all of his emotions bare. Intertwining your fingers together, Eren pulled them close and placed gentle kisses across your knuckles. A comforting tactic for the both of you.

“But right now...there’s nothing else I want more than to be your husband. To keep making more of these memories..(Y/N), I couldn’t imagine doing this without you. I can’t take back what I’ve done or who I was. And I’m so sorry that you’ve had to be on the receiving end of it. But I don’t care about what happened back then or what they say about us. I love you..I love you so damn much. Please believe me when I say that.” By this point, faint traces of tears began to stream once more. You were no longer sad, hurt or worried but rather..relieved. Relieved that his heart was equally devoted to this as yours. You’d do whatever it took to make this work. Outside interferences and opinions aside..

“And I love you more, Eren. I promise, I won’t let anything or anyone come between us.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

No relationship was ideal and obviously, just like rainy days, bad ones were guaranteed as well but you could always weather the storm as long as you were together..

[darkbeauty100]

😍😍😍he’s soo cute!!!

he deserves the whole world 😭

[darkbeauty100]

Its getting cold outside my love, lets go inside... 🥺

[darkbeauty100]

Get well soon baby mochi!!🥺💙💙

sweet mimi

[darkbeauty100]

I thought I was the only one cried on Christmas Eve because I’m alone romantically….sometimes reading fanfics does fill the void a little bit better

Christmas confession, I’m feeling really lonely lately (romantically) and definitely not looking forward to another Valentine’s Day alone so I’m turning to fanfics to fill the void

No literally same. I’m sick of being single, but I’ve also given up because no one wants me lol. Valentine’s Day sucks.

[darkbeauty100]

I can’t wait till the chapter is complete!!! I’m so excited!!

How’s m7 coming along?

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This was hot this needs a sequel please!!!!! @the

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A/n: Since it’s Eren’s birthday today, what better way to celebrate it than with some smut ;) 5k + words later and this masterpiece was born lmao enjoy the filth! Fic is in first person, reader’s p.o.v! Dom Eren as well!

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Hey wow you’re stories are amazing!!! Do you think whenever you want could a story where the reader and Eren are in college and she gives him a blowjob and records it? @humanitys-hottestsoldier

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A/N: This is based on an ask @rukia-writes​ got that I couldn’t help but write…also my last minute present for Eren’s birthday

Warnings: Smoking, getting high, fucking while high, NSFW

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Would someone like to read and give me feedback please❤️

Woodie Gochild Imagine I love you babygirl

Y/N POV

Today was your day off and you were driving down the streets of Seoul on your way to the mall. You wished Woodie was here with you it was always fun when he would go shopping with you. But today he was the studio recording his new album. He’s an amazing rapper and you were his biggest fan. It was just really hard not being able to see him a lot. He works so much and he always gets home really late so you’re usually asleep when he comes home. You love when he slips into bed with you and cuddles you.

Once you got to the mall you went straight to the Gucci store. You browsed around for a little bit then you decided to buy some stuff for Woodie. So got him 3 jackets,4 headbands,2 T-shirts,2 belts and 1 bottle of cologne. And you bought a new purse for yourself. As you were walking out of the store your phone buzzed. You looked at it and it was a txt from Woodie.

Boo😍💕:Wassup babygirl umm..could u do me a favor please..im starving😢😣 pretty please babygirl❤️

You replied

You:Awwwww of course boo is there anything particular you want?💕

Boo😍💕:No I’m not picky😋😋thank you babygirl I love you sooo much plus I miss you❤️

You: I miss you too baby boy I’m leaving the mall now I’ll be there in 25 mins hold on food is on the way!👌🏽

Boo😍💕:Thank you soo much! Babygirl I love you😍😍❤️

You:I love you too baby boy❤️❤️😍😍

You bought him some Panda Express and now you’re on your way to his studio. Once you arrived you found his recording room. He was sitting at a table with his boys.

“Hey boo and friends I brought food!” You said. He walked over to you and kissed you.

“Thank you so much babygirl,I really appreciate you.” He said as you handed him the food.

“You’re welcome baby.” You said as you kissed him on his forehead. You sat down and had lunch with him.

“Did you have fun shopping today?” He asked. “Yes I went to the Gucci store and had an extreme shopping spree.” You giggled. He smiled “I’m glad you had fun baby.” He said.” Hows the album coming along?” You asked

“Pretty good we’re almost done I’ll let you be the first one to listen to the finished product.” He said as he finished his food. “I can’t wait to listen to it baby I know it’s gonna be amazing.” You said. You guys talked for a few more mins till his break was over.

“Alright babygirl thank you for bringing me lunch and having lunch with me I really appreciate it. Txt me when you get home ok? I’ll try to get home a little earlier tonight.” He said. You got up and hugged him and kissed him.

“I’ll see you when you get home tonight baby boy and you’re welcome! I love you so much!” You said getting your purse. “I love you too babygirl.” He kissed you one last time before you walked out of the door. Once you got to your car you started it and drove home.

Once you arrived home you brought all of your bags from your shopping trip inside and set them on the floor in your room. You felt something sniffing at your feet or was your Pomeranian puppy Bubbles. “Hey Bubbles did you miss me?” She barked and began to follow you. You went back down stairs and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Bubbles jumped into your lap and watched tv with you. After awhile you began to feel sleepy and you dozed off.

You woke up in your bed not even realizing how you had gotten there. You looked over and saw Woodie sleeping next to you. You smiled and kissed him gently. “How did I get this lucky.” You thought he moved closer to you and you began to play with his dreads. He wakes up and looks at you. “I love it when you play with my dreads.” He said as he turns more towards you.

“What time did you get home?” You asked “Like 11:00 you were knocked out on the couch so I carried you in here and changed your clothes.” He said as he kissed your hand. “I bought you some clothes today.” You said pointing at the Gucci shopping bags. “Thank you babygirl I appreciate it I’ll try them on tomorrow.” He said as he kissed your cheek. “Ok let’s get some sleep baby I love you baby boy.” He blushed at the nickname you gave him. “I love you too babygirl goodnight.” You both feel back asleep you were so blessed to have him.

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Woodie Gochild Imagine I love you babygirl

Y/N POV

Today was your day off and you were driving down the streets of Seoul on your way to the mall. You wished Woodie was here with you it was always fun when he would go shopping with you. But today he was the studio recording his new album. He’s an amazing rapper and you were his biggest fan. It was just really hard not being able to see him a lot. He works so much and he always gets home really late so you’re usually asleep when he comes home. You love when he slips into bed with you and cuddles you.

Once you got to the mall you went straight to the Gucci store. You browsed around for a little bit then you decided to buy some stuff for Woodie. So got him 3 jackets,4 headbands,2 T-shirts,2 belts and 1 bottle of cologne. And you bought a new purse for yourself. As you were walking out of the store your phone buzzed. You looked at it and it was a txt from Woodie.

Boo😍💕:Wassup babygirl umm..could u do me a favor please..im starving😢😣 pretty please babygirl❤️

You replied

You:Awwwww of course boo is there anything particular you want?💕

Boo😍💕:No I’m not picky😋😋thank you babygirl I love you sooo much plus I miss you❤️

You: I miss you too baby boy I’m leaving the mall now I’ll be there in 25 mins hold on food is on the way!👌🏽

Boo😍💕:Thank you soo much! Babygirl I love you😍😍❤️

You:I love you too baby boy❤️❤️😍😍

You bought him some Panda Express and now you’re on your way to his studio. Once you arrived you found his recording room. He was sitting at a table with his boys.

“Hey boo and friends I brought food!” You said. He walked over to you and kissed you.

“Thank you so much babygirl,I really appreciate you.” He said as you handed him the food.

“You’re welcome baby.” You said as you kissed him on his forehead. You sat down and had lunch with him.

“Did you have fun shopping today?” He asked. “Yes I went to the Gucci store and had an extreme shopping spree.” You giggled. He smiled “I’m glad you had fun baby.” He said.” Hows the album coming along?” You asked

“Pretty good we’re almost done I’ll let you be the first one to listen to the finished product.” He said as he finished his food. “I can’t wait to listen to it baby I know it’s gonna be amazing.” You said. You guys talked for a few more mins till his break was over.

“Alright babygirl thank you for bringing me lunch and having lunch with me I really appreciate it. Txt me when you get home ok? I’ll try to get home a little earlier tonight.” He said. You got up and hugged him and kissed him.

“I’ll see you when you get home tonight baby boy and you’re welcome! I love you so much!” You said getting your purse. “I love you too babygirl.” He kissed you one last time before you walked out of the door. Once you got to your car you started it and drove home.

Once you arrived home you brought all of your bags from your shopping trip inside and set them on the floor in your room. You felt something sniffing at your feet or was your Pomeranian puppy Bubbles. “Hey Bubbles did you miss me?” She barked and began to follow you. You went back down stairs and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Bubbles jumped into your lap and watched tv with you. After awhile you began to feel sleepy and you dozed off.

You woke up in your bed not even realizing how you had gotten there. You looked over and saw Woodie sleeping next to you. You smiled and kissed him gently. “How did I get this lucky.” You thought he moved closer to you and you began to play with his dreads. He wakes up and looks at you. “I love it when you play with my dreads.” He said as he turns more towards you.

“What time did you get home?” You asked “Like 11:00 you were knocked out on the couch so I carried you in here and changed your clothes.” He said as he kissed your hand. “I bought you some clothes today.” You said pointing at the Gucci shopping bags. “Thank you babygirl I appreciate it I’ll try them on tomorrow.” He said as he kissed your cheek. “Ok let’s get some sleep baby I love you baby boy.” He blushed at the nickname you gave him. “I love you too babygirl goodnight.” You both feel back asleep you were so blessed to have him.

[darkbeauty100]

new requesting system?

You guys konw I have about 300 requests of you guys and I think we all know I’ll never be able to write them because I’m not inspired or whatever so.. I kind of have a new idea? I’m not sure if it’s a good one because it is also kind of unfair to you but a bit nicer for me so I’m not sure

I wanted to ask you guys first

I was once following an imagine blog who was quite popular and she had a really good idea for taking requests

Every week, she opened her requests for the first 10 that she got, and after she got 10 requests, she closed them again until she finished them and opened them again a week later

I think this idea is really good because it gives me a little more time to finish the requests but also it’s easier to look over the requests

I would love to try it but that would mean I have to delete the 300 requests I have now so I’m not sure..

what do you guys think? Because I really want to start writing regulary again so that’s why I’m suggesting this

Please message me or comment under the post c: 

[darkbeauty100]

I 😍❤️ it!!! Thank you so much!!!👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽😍😍😍😍😍😍

Daddy’s Girl (Chris Motionless Imagine)

A/N: Requested by @darkbeauty100 I hope you like it! I’m sorry it’s not very detailed. Feedback is more then welcome. Written by Jasmin.

Chris’ POV

“Chris! You okay man?” I blink as I realize Vinny said my name. “Huh? Sorry, dude.” “Ya miss em’ huh?” It’s true. I’m missing my ladies like crazy. It’s been six months on tour and being away from them is really getting to me. “Yeah, it’s been rough.” I say as I get up to grab my cell. I need to call (Y/N).

Your POV

Just as I finish putting Eva down for a nap I hear my phone ring in the other room. “Hello?” I ask as I flop on the couch. “Hey there beautiful. I miss you girls like crazy.” I smile as I hear my husbands voice through the phone. “Hi babe! We miss you too, Eva has been asking about you a lot lately. How are things going?” “YO!”- “Sorry, Vinny is being a pain in my ass today. Things are good, everyone is good.” I hear doubt in his voice as he said everyone. “Are you sure about that?” Next thing I know I hear Vinny on the other end. “No, he’s not good, he is going crazy missing you guys. You need to get your ass to our next show or he’ll go into a slump!” I raise an eyebrow. “Hey, Vinny.. Are things really that bad for him?” I didn’t think too much about how not seeing Eva would effect him.. He’s usually so good at letting things like this not get to him. “Yeah. You should come asap. I’ll text you where we’ll be playing.” And with that, Vinny hung up.

“How long are you gone for?” my best friend asks as she plays with Eva on our living room floor. “I don’t know, they didn’t send a return ticket so I guess it’s open. Probably not more than a day or two.” Earlier in the week I got an email from MIWs tour manager sending two first class tickets for both me and Eva to go see Chris at their next destination. “Well, I’m happy to house sit for you while you’re gone, I know this was out of nowhere so I don’t want you to have to worry about the house while you’re gone. Just enjoy being with your family.” “Thank you so much. I can’t believe we leave tonight!” I smile, extremely excited to be with Chris again.

Chris’ POV

As we finish our second last song, I suddenly here the crowd “aww.” I look to my left to see my beautiful baby girl running toward me. I tossed my mic to the floor and opened my arms wide to welcome her. “Hi babygirl! What are you doing here?!” I am so overwhelmed with happiness that tears begin to fall. “SURPRISE!!” I see all the guys and (Y/N) cheering. “Hey hansome!!” (Y/N) Runs at me and we form a group hug around Eva. “God damn it I miss you both so much. How are you here right now?!” I can barely think straight. My girls are here. My family.

[darkbeauty100]

Umm hi...I'm not sure if I'm doing this right but Could you do a Chris Motionless imagine where he and the reader have a two year old daughter and she runs out on the stage while Chris is preforming make it super fluffy please thank you so much💖💖💖

Send me your requests!

Please feel free to send in some preference or imagine requests. I’m in the mood to do some writing! - Jasmin

[darkbeauty100]

Hello :3

Nice to meet you all; my name is Jasmin. I’m super excited to be here! Please feel free to send in some of your imagine or preference requests! 

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Chris Motionless Imagine You're Perfect Smut

-Y/N- POV

You were on Instagram looking at the pictures that Chris posted of you two from your date last night. Chris took you shopping yesterday for some dresses and lingerie. Also he bought himself a nice suite that cost 7,000 dollars. One of the pictures was one of you in some deep purple lace lingerie with the caption “Purple never looked so good😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️❤️@(Instagram name).” You scrolled through the comments some people thought you looked nice but there were a lot of hurtful comments. One comment said" This bitch might want to drop a 100 pounds before putting on some lingerie!!😂😂" Another said"Look at all that blubber!“

You kept reading the comments and they would get worse and worse. Some were so bad that you began to tear up and cry. Everyone always talked about your weight you struggled with it since you were little. When you met Chris it all changed he told you to embrace your body and that you were absolutely beautiful and that he loved your body. But right now Chris wasn’t here to help you he was at the studio with his band.

You put your phone down and began to cry. You pulled the blankets over your head and cried into Chris’s pillow. "Why…. What did I do to deserve this…” You were crying so much that it was becoming difficult for you to breathe and you have asthma. You were crying so much you didn’t hear Chris come through the door. Suddenly you felt someone hugging you. You look up and notice it’s Chris.

“It’s ok beautiful, cry it out then tell me what wrong.” Chris said as he rubbed your back. After another 5 minutes you were able to calm down. “Ready to tell why you were crying?” You nodded as he wiped away tears from your face.“Your fans… There so mean to me…they make fun of me especially my weight… I tried to ignore it but hit hurts so much.” “Babe I’m so sorry I had no idea I’m going to have a chat with my fans about that. You are so fucking beautiful and anyone else that thinks differently is an asshole. I love you so much babe I would never let anyone hurt you.

He leaned down and kissed you and his hands traveled to down your shirt. He groped you breasts and pinched your nipple piercing. "I’m going to show you how much I love you.” He whispered in your ear. He began to kiss your neck and suck on your sweet spot, this caused you to moan out loud. He lifted the hem of your shirt and pulled off you. Then unhooked your bra and threw it across the room. He attacked your pierced mounds. Chris leaves a trail of kisses down to her belly ring and gently tugs on the dangle jewelry. He slides her shorts down and slips 2 fingers in her panties.

Chris pulls her panties down and puts mouth to her clit and begins to eat her out. He holds onto her legs as her legs begin to shake due to up coming orgasm. You scream Chris’s name as you orgasm. You sit up and push him off you and he falls on his back. You quickly pull his tshirt off kiss all over his chest and stomach. You leave a trail of kisses down to his jeans. You undo his jeans and pull them off leaving him in his boxers. You begin to palm him through his boxer. He lets out a loud grunt. Then you slowly pull down his boxers and stroke his hard cock. Then you slip the head of his cock in your mouth and began to suck and deep throat him. “Oh… Baby girl that’s it! Your mouth feels amazing.” As you’re deep throating him you reach out and begin to massage his balls. You knew he was close and he was grunting and moaning your name. He cums in your mouth it tastes so good.“ Open your mouth baby don’t swallow it yet.” You do as you’re told and open your mouth. “Ohhh look at all that cum swallow every last drop.” I swallowed it all then opened my mouth again to show him.

Then Chris lays down and pulls me on top of him so his chest is against my back. He quickly begins to thrust into me the sound of skin slapping against each other quickly filled the room. He was going so fast it felt so good. You were sqeaking and moaning his name. Then he turned you around so he could see your pierced double D breast bouncing up and down. “Ohhh Chris.. I’m so close I’m about to cum!” He sat up in a sitting position and thrusters even harder. He’s close as well you feel is cock twitch inside you. You reached your climax and squirt all over Chris. Chris cums inside you and falls back onto the pillows. He pulls you down onto his chest.“ You are absolutely perfect don’t let anyone tell you different. I love you so much babe.” “Thanks for cheering me up baby I love you too.” Chris kisses your forehead and you both drift off into a peaceful sleep.