#.ೃ࿐🪽anon

[formulafics]

max or arthur accidentally exposing his relationship w male! reader. maybe the reader is a a rival 👀

and congrats on ur 1k followers!!!❤️

- 🪽 (can i claim this)

you definitely can claim it! youre my first emoji anon and ily for it. 🫶🏻 i did little headcanons for this one, i hope you enjoy <3 also shoutout to @renarots again because they basically wrote these in our dms LMAO

note: reader isn’t written as arthur’s rival for his hcs

accidents happen | mv¹ and al¹² hcs (male!reader)

✩ . mv¹

without a shadow of a doubt, max would accidentally reveal your relationship during a stream.

you hadn’t known he was streaming, and if you did, you wouldn’t have come in, because even being at his house would be enough to stir up curiosity (esp as rivals)

however, what really stirred the pot would be max covering the camera to kiss you, without even thinking about it. it was instinctive, like he’d done it before, and naturally, his chat would immediately question why he covered the camera

there was no getting out of it after that - clips of the stream would start trending, and that would raise the questions: did max kiss you? and are you dating?

max would quickly own up to it, mostly because he knew he dug that hole for himself. despite the initial chaos of the event, once everything cools down, max is almost happy that your relationship got exposed

✩ . al¹²

you grew up with arthur, so it was already fairly known that you and him were good friends

surprisingly arthur had done a good job keeping your relationship a secret…until a post race interview after a particularly good weekend

the interviewer asked how he’d be celebrating, and in his giddy state, he didn’t even process his words before saying “i’m gonna go out to dinner with my boyfriend and family”

even the interviewer almost missed it with how fast it came out, as well as the fact that it was so unexpected.

of course, the interviewer then questioned arthur, and he figured he already messed things up, so he confirmed that he said “boyfriend”

later that night, hed post a dump of his celebratory dinner, and there you’d be, arm linked with his as he kissed your cheek, emphasizing his words from the interview

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[osachiyo]

i woke up horny at 8:30AM good morning i am thinking of fedya with a cumslut reader aka me

fedya who grins when you whine and pout when he pulls out, mocking you for being such a needy whore, ogling shamelessly at how his cum slowly seeps out of you before fucking it right back in UGH sorry i just came

not the filthiest thing i’ve thought up but probably the filthiest im going to share because i have found a nice community of degenerates here /lovingly

-🪽

nonnie i think most of us here are cum sluts for fedya 🤭 that man is dangerous ! (literally and figuratively) reader is fem btw <3

a low groan of your name left fyodor's lips from feeling your velvet walls squeeze around him so perfectly — sweat dripping down his pale skin from the humidity in the room. your legs were wrapped securely around his waist, pulling his even closer — even deeper than he was already buried inside of you. you felt his warm seed flood your insides, stuffing you fully to the brim that it started to overflow — drip down the sides of his cock and onto the soaked bedsheets, forming white splotches on the soft linen. you could tell that he was pent up from the sheer amount of cum he just dumped into you.

"gosh, aren't you just the cutest little toy for me," he panted out, a smile forming on his thin lips. "such a good girl," fyodor practically purred, eyes heavy and half lided, slowly beginning to pull his cock out from your battered cunt. the tip flushed tip left your cunt with a wet 'pop!', making the both of you gasp in unison at the overstimulation. bony, long fingers found yours — intertwining themselves with your smaller, softer hands, a perfect contrast if you ask him.

you felt his heavy gaze on you — specifically, in between your spread legs, which you quickly tried to shut together — but fyodor was too fast. he parted your thighs once more with a disapproving click of his tongue, amethyst eyes narrowing down at you — "let me see the mess we just created, my love."

fyodor felt his breath hitch at the nasty view — his cum dripping down your poor, swollen little pussy and onto the sheets under. each clench of your hole made more of his seed leak out, it was just so ...lewd.

a moan caught in your throat when you felt him collect most of the cum dripping out before shoving it back in using two fingers. "can't have you wasting any, sweetheart — don't you wanna stay nice and full for me until i take you again? hm? here, let me plug you up.."

[princessbrunette]

trying to break up with rafe because u don’t like how crazy he can be sometimes and no matter how hard he tries to manipulate u into not leaving him it’s not working until he drops to his knees, crying and begging u to stay that it actually works… then he proceeds to fuck u silly for even thinking u could break up with him ♡

– 🪽 anon

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

at first he’d try and argue against you, on the defensive because how dare you call him crazy? after everything he’s done for you? but as soon as you take one step towards the door he’s dropping to his knees infront of you with tears threatening to spill, the volume of his voice raising in panic.

“no please don’t leave baby, okay? please!” his tone resembles a scared child and you sigh. you told yourself you wouldn’t give in but you can’t help it, you feel awful. you stop your movements and face him, brow furrowed, the man kneeling right before you. “i’m gonna fix it okay? i’ll— i’ll get better and — and i’ll make it right. please” he’s panting, desperate. he holds you there with his hands on your hips, staring up at you with glassy eyes.

“you have to get help rafe.” you whisper, knowing you’re giving in like you promised yourself you wouldn’t.

“whatever you want, alright?” he tugs you a little closer and starts pressing frantic and desperate kisses along your stomach and hips. “lemme show you, ‘kay?”

by the time he’s got you cumming around his dick for the third time, he’s all but back to his regular self, growling into your neck with your knees pressed to your chest.

“yeah. s’right baby. just couldn’t leave this dick could you? needed your— fuck, needed your fill isn’t that right? good thing you’re not goin’ anywhere.”

your head was in the clouds, so you couldn’t care less what he was saying. the only reoccurring thought of concern in the back of your mind was how you don’t quite remember him putting on a condom.

you’re sure it’s fine, he must have done. rafe wouldn’t do that to you, right?

࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

[diorchids]

soft dom luke PLSSSSS - 🪽

well yes! also the emoji anon eats!!!

luke was so nice yet so mean while fucking you. he cradles your face while you cry and thrash under his cock.

he couldn’t help but smile at the way you reacted to his cock drawing in and out of you. he looked so worried but didn’t stop once, “takin’ it so fuckin’ good, so pretty.” it was like a taunt.

you spoke gibberish into his ear while his hands were planted on the back of your thighs, pushing your knees to your chest. “just gotta cum, ‘kay? keep doin’ good, baby,” it felt almost impossible to grasp this.

he was so nice to you regularly, planting his hand on your shoulder and flashing a smile. yet here he was; fucking you like an animal.

he wouldn’t pull out even when you begged, he knew you didn’t mean it. “we both know y-you wanna cum, don’t you?” he would lightly push your head into the pillow when he fucked you in doggy.

you nodded and moaned when he pulled out for a moment just to push right back in as soon as you exhaled. “really—really tight for me, doll. been waitin’ all day for this, yeah?” your sopping mess of a cunt created a ring of juice around the base of his angry cock.

when you would suck his cock, you’d looked up at him with those glossy, pretty eyes. he held the back of your head, twisting your hair into his fist. obviously he thrusted into your warm mouth, using your mouth as a home for his own pleasure.

you coughed and gagged around him too much for his liking, occasionally releasing his cock from your mouth to breathe.

he’d slap the tip of his cock on your lips when you’d do that, not too fond of it, “open up for me, sweetheart. so pretty on your knees for me.”

you’d rub your puffy clit through your panties when he talked so nice to you, so needy for his touch.

he didn’t ask you nor tell you to do that, though. so disappointing that you haven’t learned. “hands off—you know this, doll,” you nodded and gave a muffled apology.

“just hold my hand.”

[slippingkim]

🪽

i cant stop thinking about perv!jungwon who touches himself while on a call with you

u and jungwon are close friends who facetime or call each other everyday. but what u didn’t know was that a lot of those phone calls jungwon was jerk off to the sound of ur voice. u would be talking about ur day or vent about something that has been bothering u, and jungwon would get turned on just by ur voice alone. he would cover his mouth tightly to conceal his whimpers while on the call with u, jerking his dick at a fast pace. his dick twitching in his hand when he cums, and u continue to talk, not knowing that he just came all over himself, simply because ur voice was so hot.

- 📞 -

nsfw | mdni ….🥟

A/n: again sorry this took so long I’m sure you guys know how busy I am nowadays 🫠

warnings - 18+, smut, phone sex (kinda), smut with little to no plot, cursing, perv!won

pairings - obliviousfemreader☠️ x dom!won

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It’s your weekly catch up call with your best friend Jungwon, chatting away about the contents of your week and upcoming weekend plans. Planning get togethers and fun activities but, little did you know your best friend of four years has an undying desire for you. As you spoke in your sweet honey tone his hard rose slowly, at first he didn’t notice until his eyes met the bulge in his pants. “..I was thinking we could go up to ####’s house next month?” your voice chimed back in after a long time of staring at his painful dilemma. Jungwon approved in a soft voice praising you for your good idea, as you rambled on about this small trip that you two would have next month his hand slowly crept into his sweatpants and on to grasp his erection. A guilty expression tugging at his lips as he started to slowly jerk himself, he set the phone on his clavicle for a more comfortable position pulling down his sweats further revealing his hard into the open air “..shit” he gritted breathlessly while he focused on his tip squeezing it in the palm of his hand gently pretending it was the pulse of your pussy. You spoke and spoke not spearing any details about the trip “we should totally stop at #### since we’ll be heading that way…” you said in a confident manner “..uhuh” Jungwon sputtered as his hand rose to cover his mouth from pouring with whimpers and purrs. His hand jerked faster and making sure to apply the perfect amount of pressure to his throbbing shaft. Leaving no trace of skin untouched, your voice acting like a battery for his hand that acted like a vibrator. Jungwons eyes clamped shut along with a muffled groan his hand giving one last squeeze before

“right won?” “…jungwon” “….hello?”

He looked down and his hand and stomach was covered with his white substance a bit more trickled out for a few seconds before he came out of his episode. Breathing heavily trying to frantically clean up as well as answering you at the same time. “right! I must’ve zoned out for a moment..” he lied with a sigh of relief.

[fcthots]

Hi! I m glad to see your inbox open again, last week I started having a Jason Todd brainrot (thanks to Pinterest for this) and when I type Jason Todd x reader on Tumblr your blog was one of the first ones I found (and the one whose most fics I spent the weekend reading 😅). Thank you so much for feeding my hiperfixation, you are talented and portrait Jason amazingly on your fics.

So now that your request are open, could you do a Jason x fem!reader with the prompt "Here! Take my jacket/coat". I love leather jackets and I would love to try Jackson's 😍

Btw, I am planning on showing on your inbox every once on a while. Could I ask for an anon emoji too, pretty please 🫶🏼?

Hey anon, good to have you

dealer's choice for emoji? bc then ur getting 🪽bc I think its cool

You swear you're gonna freeze to death. You and Jason ditched the gala not even 45 minutes after getting there. You booked it outside and argued on where you should sit like a married couple. The argument slowly derailed from there.

You tuck your arms closer around yourself. Your dress didn't exactly have a lot of fabric to keep you warm. "I realize now is a bad time to mention this, but I'm cold."

Jason looks at you like a cat that is thinking about how it's smarter than you. "I told you to bring a jacket."

"What jacket would match a gown, Jason? Huh? None! None is the correct answer!" You whisper shout, but your words have no real heat to them.

He crosses his arms. "Well maybe you shouldn't have worn such a skimpy dress!" You can see he's fighting off a smile from his own sarcasm.

"YOU PICKED OUT THE FUCKING DRESS!" You play along, but your voice trails off in a laugh.

He laughs when you laugh. "UGH. Fine. I guess you can have my jacket." He says it with faux annoyance and he's altogether stopped trying to suppress his smile.

After he dramatically shrugs off his jacket, he helps to slip it onto your shoulders, unable to suppress being a gentleman even for your fake fight.

Once it's snug on you, he takes a step back, eyes trailing over your form, looking at the dress he chose for you in his color (you lost a bet, but the dress was actually very nice and looked very good on you) and his jacket slipped over your shoulders.

After staring into your soul for a full minute, he finally opens his mouth. "New plan." You quirk an eyebrow before he continues. "We make a run for the manor and you take all of your clothes off."

You blink for a moment, processing his unexpected words. You nod. "Good plan. Slight issue: I am in heels."

"Princesses get carried. Let's go."

[krashoutluv]

what do u think ak!jays love language (i think that’s what it’s called 😭) is? also, what type of love language do you think he’d like?? like acts of service, words of affirmation, etc.

also random headcanon but i feel like both ak and comic jay r both good cooks it’s just the vibe i get

-🪽anon

Ahkendidhso Ive written about this before but my brainrot my lovely 🪽 anon…

tw; religious themes but their very very very super metaphorical i pinky swear chat. #i love religious themes as a way to metaphorically talk about devotion

Jason Todd is as devoted to his lover as a martyr to their grace. His faith to his loved one is almost insufferable at its core.

Like in a,’ My lungs only breathe because I have faith in your purity. ’ way, so anyways yeah Quality Time and Acts Of Service.

Quality Time- Jaaon can barely pry himself from your presence at times, and yet he does. Though every moment he’s away from you feels sardonic, like that viscous black ooze that he’s named ‘hate’ is getting bigger. Once he even gets a moment of your time his mind melts. He slowly allows himself to indulge in your presence, but in the most unhealthy way possible. Jason tried to keep himself away, he really did, but he always found his feet dragging to you.

Maybe its the little sacrificial lamb in him, the yearn for a greater good in his destruction. Thats what he believe he was conditioned to be, ’The Greater Good.’ Batman cleaned him from the dirt-stricken filth of Gotham alleyways; Batman would make his coat pure and holy, he learned to achieve that ‘Greater-Good’ when Batman wrapper that rope around his neck and lead him to that devil, or saint, he couldn’t tell the two apart sometimes. They both look the same as his depraved reflection.

When his red branded rebirth came he couldn’t help himself trotting to you like the holy little lamb he was conditioned to be. You, the only compass he had, a sense of direction he couldn’t bear to lose. He sits in your presence waiting for his rapture. When not, he’s stuck in a state where can’t tell if he’s more scared of being lost or alone. Jason finds he’s neither when with you, with you he’s stained red but his neck is no longer painfully warm, his body can be mangled, his mind can be mortal. He always trots back to you, because it is the first place he is welcomed to with open arms, yes, you are the warm light of the heavens he was conditioned to bask in. The personification where the death of his self is meant to be.

Acts Of Service - I believe this side of him comes more when its towards the part of the relationship where he’s most comfortable! He’ll run errands, do your dishes, maybe if the guilt of getting your floor a little bloodied gets to him he’ll pay your rent. It takes him awhile to loosen up and stop acting like a house maid. He still does everything he can for you but in an mundane way, like a little routine. (like a little wife omg chat i love him)

Whenever he slips through that window he takes armor off and sets them down on your floor. He’ll walk over to where you sit and kiss you on the cheek, whispering in your ear on how he ordered take out. He’ll come back to you with clean clothes and washed hair, sitting close to you, yet not closer if not allowed.

He’s much like a Saint Bernard now, for he always finds his way back to your side. A gentle giant, neither of you can keep yourselves away from each other; tenderly caring for each others needs. With you, he gave up on his divided sense of pride, his fundamentals and foundations that gave his name meaning were reckoned meaningless, he gave it up and swallowed the bitter pill of which he found the unsatisfactory taste of forgiveness; and with that pill he allowed himself to grieve.

He’s much like a Saint Bernard now, he can guide people to the place they believe to be heavens for their sake of peace. He holds someone in his arms the way they need to be held, he says those things that make someone think, leading them back to the path they left. But most of all he always comes running back to you.

sorry chat this is so bitter sweet i love his self destructive mentality that would take him decades to weed out.

[wonryllis]

hruuuuu? any thoughts on soft wonnie with an s/o stressed out from loads of schoolwork plus having a toxic family???

-🦖

☆ HE'S MY SUN, HE MAKES ME SHINE. ( LIB? )

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would immediately notice it if you are not yourself. stressed, tensed, worried and troubled he'd know it without you having to utter a single word.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would give you a warm and comforting hug before anything, stroking your back and caressing your head telling you did a good job,"you did so good baby, i'm proud of you,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would let you cry into his shoulder and chest, letting your precious tears dampen his shirt for as long as you needed to be held and cherished. his own heart breaking at the sight of you hurting so much and not being able to take the pain away.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would wait for you to calm down completely before asking you if you wanted to talk about it,"do you want to talk about it? i can listen if you want me to," if you say yes he'd silently listen and if he thinks you want a practical response he will give you one otherwise he'd reassure you words of love and words of solace. and if you don't want to talk about it then he'd hold you close in an embrace and put you to sleep telling you not to worry about anything,"just sleep, pretty. i will take care of everything,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would help you with your work as much as he can, finishing it all for you if you allow him to of help you with everything if you insist you need to do it yourself.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON who does whatever you want him to, while making sure you are not being burdened in the slightest. if he can he wants to do everything for you not let you lift a finger, but he also wants to let you be independent and strong.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON who is always there with his arms open for you, ready to make you feel home and feel wanted. to make you feel your importance and your weight presence,"you will always have me, right here,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would keep an eye on you for the next few weeks making sure to drown you in compliments and gifts and your favorite food and everything that bring you joy because your happiness matters the most to him.

notes. hope you liked it babes,,, this was so me (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) also yes im doing good hbu

[gabessquishytum]

Time and Night Endless have a problem. Their darling son Dream has been dating a man completely not of their class, a shameless and uncouth ruffian, by the name of Hob Gadling. While they did make their disapproval known, they were inclined to leave it at that, as surely this was merely a rebellious phase on Dream’s part; at some point he would come to his senses, end the relationship, and settle down with someone more suitable.

Except they have heard through the family grapevine that not only has Dream not come to his senses, but he is in fact planning on proposing to the dreadful man. That he has in fact purchased a ring already! Clearly something must be done.

They arrange a private meeting with Hob and offer him fifty-thousand pounds to break up with their son before the proposal, preferably publicly enough that they can be sure he did it, and so it decreases the likelihood of reconciliation.

Hob only hesitates for a moment before agreeing.

Time and Night walk away from the meeting feeling incredibly smug that they’ve saved their dear son from an inappropriate relationship with a blatant gold digger.

Hob walks away from the meeting pulling out his phone to call Dream. “Hey love, how would you like to con your parents out of a shit ton of money?”

Three days later, Dream and Hob have a giant blow-up fight in the middle of a friendly gathering—Desire was there filming the whole thing and had gleefully uploaded it to every social media platform they have, so the Endless parents can see for themselves. It’s pretty ugly: there’s accusations of cheating, loud negative allusions to their sex life, Dream even throws in a “my mother was right about you” for good measure. It’s a goddamn disaster of a shouting match that ends in the world's messiest breakup.

Time and Night would be horrified by the scandal if they weren’t so pleased with the results. Hob Gadling may not be an acceptable partner for one of their children, but at least he certainly does deliver. They wire the money to him with absolutely no remorse, considering it money well-spent.

A week later, a new video is uploaded to Hob and Dream’s social media accounts: the two of them side-by-side, leaning into each other's touch like love-drunk teenagers, fingers entwined and sporting beautiful engagement rings, as they announce their reconciliation and engagement.

“Communication has always been the key to a successful relationship, and all we really needed to do was sit down and talk to each other like adults. Any issues we may have had have been resolved, and if it weren't for the people close to us who didn't want to see us fall apart, we might not be here today,” Hob says, grinning ear to ear. 

“I would particularly like to offer my greatest, most heartfelt thanks for our upcoming marriage to my parents,” Dream says with an evil glint in his eye. “They not only engineered our reconciliation, they selflessly gave fifty-thousand pounds of their own money to help pay for the wedding and honeymoon. We can't thank them for their kindness and support enough.”

Hob then grabs his fiance and dips him before kissing the life out of him, and that’s where the video ends.

Night faints and Time breaks a priceless vase.

(Desire also gleefully shares this video on the same platforms as the first one, and helpfully tags their parents with it to boot. It was actually fun scheming with their brother for the first time in a long time, and they may or may not be planning to stitch the two videos together into a small tasteful movie as a wedding present (and perhaps providing a copy to their parents as well))

-🪽anon

I love the "evil parent offers main character a lot of money to break up with love interest" vibe. Whatever happens you just KNOW its going to end badly for the parents!

And really, they should have known better. Hob is a shameless ruffian and an experienced conman, OF COURSE he was going to pull some kind of trick. He's actually really pleased because he was worried that Dream wouldn't get his perfect wedding, because Hob’s meagre salary won't stretch to a big budget. With the "generous contribution" from mum and dad, Dream can make his gorgeous goth wedding fantasies a reality.

Dream has an amazing time at the fittings for all the wedding outfits, and Desire even has a hand in designing the most gorgeous jumpsuit for Dream to wear at the reception. They're totally invested in this wedding and keep feeding Dream and Hob information about their parents latest plans to sabotage the big day. This leads to Dream getting in touch with their estranged younger brother, who is thrilled to a) be invited to the wedding and b) provide security on the big day! He's built like a brick wall so no attempted shenanigans will get past him.

There won't be any trouble at the wedding, anyway. Hob has a few of his old pals on the job, and they will make sure that the Endless parents are tragically prevented from reaching the venue on time. So sad. Its okay though, because Desire will be putting together a beautiful wedding movie for everyone to watch after the honeymoon!

When asked by their society friends about their new son in law, Night and Time will grit their teeth and smile. He's a very... resourceful man. Not what they'd imagined for Dream, but he seems happy enough. And there was a prenup, so it can't be that bad if (hopefully when) they get a divorce.

Yeah.......they're never getting a divorce!

[fuckmyskywalker]

Who's more obsessive when it comes to fucking reader? Stepdad!Anakin or Stepbro!Anakin?

-🪽

Though question but... definitely Stepbro!Anakin. Why? Well because he is younger. He is more insecure and his possessiveness is too strong. He thinks with his dick, basically. Younger Anakin is obsessed with fucking you because he needs to fill that urgent and strong lust. He feels like he owns you but he doesn't fully believe yet— which fuels his raging desire.

Stepdad!Anakin knows he owns you. He has that power imbalance. Stepsiblings are "equal", but as your stepdad he is superior. So, naturally he would be less obsessive. He still keeps that jealous, possessive self but it's less strong because he is a grown man, he knows he fucks good because his years gave him that experience! He is aware you see him as a "fatherly figure" so it's not hard to get you to do whatever he wants.

[enamoredwithbella]

can you give me some suggestions for alternatives to “Y/N blushed”? It honestly didn’t occur to me in my past fics that saying that wasn’t inclusive and I want to fix it.

thank you :)

Personally I think say that reader blushed without including the color— eg. “blushed a bright pink” “their face turned a deep red” — is fine (sorry if I stated otherwise 😭)

Cause POC people still blush. Our faces still heat up. Whether it’s visible or not? That’s the question.

But if you still want alt ways here are some I’ve seen in fics.

“Their face felt hot”

“Their cheeks burned”

“Their cheeks heated”

“Their face warms”

“Their face flushed” (some people might be iffy on this one, personally I don’t have a problem)

I find any descriptors that don’t use color are neutral so it can work for everyone cause obviously some people can’t turn bright red :)

[osachiyo]

brat tamer fedya…drooling so much rn

- 🪽

yes.

honestly, he’s very patient with you at first — he’s always so calm it pisses you off. any act of rebellion from you will almost never even faze him. you resist his kisses and hugs? fine then, he’s gonna ignore you until you cave in. you refuse to eat? you can starve until you can’t take it anymore — he never actually gets mad at you for your brattiness. it honestly just makes you want to see him lose his cool even more.

what does get him to lose his cool, though — is when you act up like that in front of his subordinates or worse — dazai. especially if you tease them — pretending you dropped something, so you can bend over and flash your panty clad pussy to them — the white fabric of the lace hugging your pussy lips so deliciously, that it makes the man drool and let out a whistle — only for fyodor to glare daggers into dazai.

a stunt like that almost always ends up with you on your knees, cockwarming fyodor with your mouth in front of dazai — while they play chess, pretending as if you weren’t even there. your face burns with humiliation when fyodor pushes your head down further, your nose pressing against the small bush on his pelvis.

and the most embarrassing thing about the whole thing would be how fucking soaked you were.

[princessbrunette]

💭: sucking rafe’s fingers and looking at him like ‘🥺’ while sitting on his lap and grinding on his hard on ♡ i can clearly picture him looking at me with his mouth slightly open and hazy eyes 💕

– 🪽 anon

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

he can already feel the lace of your panties covering your cunt through his shorts when you straddle his lap, being all sweet on him. you’d just arrived at tannyhill, rafe having the house to himself for a while with sarah and wheezie gone and his dad off to another country on some business trip he wasn’t allowed in on.

“y’know we — we could be livin’ like this soon. i mean this place, all ours. my dads thinking of selling this place but what— what he doesn’t know is that m’gonna buy it off him if he does… so he might aswell just give it to me…” he rambles, intense gaze pinning you where you’re sat. you’re the only one who listens to his fanatical plans and believes them, because rafe always gets things done no matter what— he handled everything for you.

your eyes widen yourself, a smile on your face. “really?” you gleam, thighs tightening around his lower body in excitement and he nods, proud smile on his face.

“uh-huh. can start our life together baby, isn’t that —amazing? can have everything the way we want… n’no one’s gonna tell us we can’t…” he muses, the two of you feeding off eachothers happiness, a inkling of insanity and obsession burning in your subconsciouses. his smile melts into a collected smirk, hands squeezing your hips. “can be my little housewife when we get everything figured out… how ‘bout that?”

you suck on your bottom lip, pink hearts practically forming in your pupils as you nod eagerly, wanting to hear more. your hips twitch at the excitement and his cock jumps in his boxers beneath you. you always got eachother hyped up like this, like there was a surge of electricity that flowed through the two of you as one joint unit, travelling through where his hands touched your skin.

“oh you like that idea huh? lemme think, yeah— yeah i’ll get a big shiny rock on that lil’ finger. every girl this side o’the islands g’nna want your head for that, baby. yeah. have you waiting here for me all pretty in those little skirts you like, waitin’ for me to come home from doin’ business… take my suit off for me so i c’n fuck some cameron babies into you… want that with me don’t you, sweetheart?” his voice drops lower as he speaks, feeling the way you grind your cunt against his hardening cock. you’re hanging onto every word, brows furrowed— eyes locked on his. he can feel you panting, your hot breath washing over his own lips as he tilts his head, head leaning against the chair he’s sat on slightly.

“fuck, these pretty lips.” he gets distracted, eyes on your mouth as his hand comes up to drag a thumb along your bottom lip, smearing the gloss around and pulling the plumpness of it down to rub his thumb along the inside of the lip. muscle memory from his coke head days, surely.

your tongue peeks out as you whine, speeding up your movements as you shamelessly hump on him, tasting the salt of his skin off the pad of his coarse thumb. he slots it into your mouth and lets you suck before replacing the thumb with two of his fingers, practically stuffing them into your mouth making your eyes water and brows furrow at the intrusion.

he’s frowning a little in concentration as he watches you suck on them sweetly, grinding and fighting for his approval. “g’nna get that throat nice and ready for me soon. thats uh—” he chuckles to himself before he completes the sentence, knowing its crude. “thats one of your housewife duties, you know?” he grins toothily, eyes never leaving your mouth once.

he looks at you once he pulls the digits out, wiping them carelessly on your cheek as you whine, trembling as you feel your stomach start to tense. “really gonna cum on my pants aren’t you?” he drawls, shaking his head “all ‘cos i promised you that good life, huh. ‘least i know you’ll never leave me. like this shit too much, don’t you?” his voice drops to a low mumble only you could hear as he smushes your cheeks, bringing your lips to his just as you’re about to reach your peak. it sounds so degrading coming from him, but you couldn’t even argue. he was right.

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[pearlcigs]

i can't stop thinking about leon being just so so cold in winter and him snuggling up to u by the fire i'm going ballistic

— 🦢

⋆ warmer

the crackle of the burning fire was the only thing keeping you awake. every other condition was swindling you to sleep. the dim light, the faint smell of the burnt wood, the warm blanket wrapped around your body kept you close to leon, laying against his chest to keep him warm. his hands were cold, resting on the small of your back, bunched up underneath your shirt to grasp at any warmth he could find. your hands ran through his hair, scratching at his scalp to keep him relaxed, and to hopefully put him to sleep.

you listened to the beat of his heart, counting the seconds between each beat. you listened to his breathing, altering your breathing pattern to sync your lungs. it was all so peaceful, something leon never got much of. so he savored it every chance he could. when you suggested helping him warm up, he had an entirely different idea of what you meant. but he loved this, laying with you on the hard wood floor by the cozy fireplace, just as much. his arms squeeze you tighter, trying to bring you closer despite your two cold and fragile bodies already as close as close can be.

"trying to put me in your skin or something?" you teased but didn't protest. he mumbled, enjoying the dulcet sound of your voice. it sounded so different in person than on the phone when we would call you or listen to voice messages you'd left for him when he was on some kind of life threatening mission. "mhm." he responded lazily, not minding your light hearted teasing. he knew you meant no harm and loved that about you. he loved every word you said. nothing about you went unloved by leon.

he blinked his eyes slowly, involuntarily succumbing to the desirable sleep he's missed out on over these past couple weeks. he wanted to fight it to spend more time with you. to feel your warm skin against his rough hands. to smell your sweet scent of perfume that he'd bought you last christmas. his soft breathing soon turned to quiet snores, and a smile found it's way onto your face. he seemed so serene in his sleep, his lips parted, the rise of his chest. the fire was starting to die out and you didn't want to move. afraid you might disturb your peaceful boyfriend and quite honestly, you were too comfortable to care.

[slippingkim]

🪽

thinking about public sex with sub!jungwon!!!!!!

imagine sitting on jungwon’s lap, riding him reverse cowgirl style, ur skirt covering his cock. there’s no one around u two, but jungwon gets so shy and flustered :( all he can do let out soft moans and whimpers. begging for u to stop :(

“f-fuck, please y/n… ahh! please s-stop, we can’t do t-this here” he moans into ur ear.

it feels too good for u to stop, jungwon’s hands are on ur waist, shaking out of nervousness since ur riding his cock out in public. but he likes the fear of being caught, he just won’t admit it.

~ 💭 ~

˙∘⊹⧼ nsfw ⧽⊹∘˙

You and wonnie decided to have a date at the park today, but this day in particular you were unbearably horny. You and won find a small bench with a nice view of the empty park, it was also pretty early in the morning so it’s almost promised that there would be no one around. After a while of chatting with won you reach over and start unbuttoning his jeans.

“Y/n what are you doing..” he starts to giggle while swatting your hand away, not realizing you’re completely serious. After he swatted your hand you put it right back continuing to pull down his pants and boxers. He only watches with a shroud of blush over his face as you both stare at his unclothed cock now in the open air.

“Y/n…” he grits through his teeth staring up at you in embarrassment. “What~~” you coo teasing him while getting into reverse cow girl and moving your panties aside and slipping his now hard cock into your pussy. With this he starts to hide his face in the crook of your neck as you start to slowly bounce on his lap. Earning one of his signature high pitch whimper in your ear.

Getting more into you put your hands on the back of the bench and start to ride harder over won. His face still burrowed in your chest while pouring out muffled pleads, "f-fuck, please y/n.. ahh! please s-stop, we can't do t-this here" he whispers softly starting to tremble from the embarrassment of someone walking past. At the same time you feel his grip on your thigh tightening indicating that he loves what he feel, you smirk as he continues to blush profusely.

After a long few minutes of riding won who is now in the brink of a seizure, you finally reach your high and let up off of jungwon who falls back onto to bench his now throbbing cock in the open air, he doesn’t even bother to put it away he’s too sweaty and exhausted. “Am I going to have to carry you home?” You say teasingly with a smug grin while won is still sprawled out on the bench panting.

I didn’t know how to end this 💀💀

[healer-pop]

VENTURE BUT THEY WORK AT THE SNACK SHACK AT A BEACH 😳😳😳 bonus points if u mention life guard mercy…. -🪽

funny u mention that……………. sloan is totally trying to hook up angela with that hot surfer babe who keeps coming in, embarrassed, but shyly asking for a sundae. she likes extra fudge on her ice cream and it would be perfect to share with another chocolate loving lifeguard who has flushed cheeks every time they interact, even though it’s mostly angela scolding them for improper and dangerous behavior. and angela returns the favor by directing bikini wearing you, who is having a fun day with friends at the beach, to her ABSOLUTE must try, favorite ice cream shop! no worries about a cover up, they get beach goers there all the time!! ask for the Sloan Special ;D

(there is NOT a Sloan special. when u ask, the ice cream person drops their spatula and flushes, stuttering over their words as they try to come up with something.)

(u later find out there is a Sloan special and it is a special treat only shared by the two of you. It has to do with a certain sticky cream that isn’t regularly sold in store, but for you, they’ll make an exception.)