#AND THEN THEY ALSO WON'T LET HIM HAVE DECENT CLOTHES?

[worstloki]

people fr are like "do you expect Loki to always be in armour? 🤨" and I'm here to answer that Yes! Yes I do! In fight situations, at the very least! Take a look at Thor! Take a look at Loki in Thor 1! Or either of them in Avengers 1! Or even - dare I say - Thor 2! Loki's got LOTS of outfits, switching pieces between them and across scenes, even. He goes through the most outfit changes, and they were all cool and detailed and suited to the situations! Even when not armour! So Yes! I either expect him to reflect such bombardment of clothing in the series as well (within bounds of what is reasonable) or armour when he's fighting. Or at the very least for him to be wearing some green.

[roseykat]

KINKTOBER DAY 12

TITLE: Like Throwing Petrol on a Fire

WARNING: minors DNI with this post or my blog. I create NSFW SKZ related content and I know I won't be able to regulate every single interaction with those posts so please do not engage with my work and page whatsoever.

SUMMARY: Hyunjin can't get either his or your clothes off in time for him to fuck you. Unfortunately, he has to resort to and put up with another method.

TAGS: pre-established relationship, dry humping, swearing, poor Hyunjin can’t help himself (also both reader and Hyunjin are mentioned to be at the club but there is no alcohol involved with this story)

KINK: Dry humping.

KINKTOBER23 - MASTERLIST

TAGLIST: @kbitties @luneskies @mal-lunar-28 @kibs-and-bits @aaasia111 @fairy-lixie @dreamingaboutjisung @queenmea604

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It was meant to be a good night out for you and Hyunjin, which it was to begin with. You, him, and a group of friends all collectively decided to go clubbing together for the first time in a while. However, later in the night, Hyunjin would find himself in a predicament that he never would've been able to climb his way out of.  

What started off as innocently taking you to the dance floor, turned out to be the worst decision he had ever made. 

Had you not been pressing your ass against his hips for the entirety of the night, Hyunjin wouldn’t be where he is now; sexually frustrated and pissed off because you were teasing him in public. The fact that you knew and felt that he was getting hard, yet continued to grind on him was enough for Hyunjin to take you by the wrist, and pull you with him to the bathroom. 

Sneaky, public, bathroom sex would’ve been ideal for you both at the club – had it not already been full to the brim with other occupants already going at each other. It was either that or go home, and Hyunjin is not one to muck around when he’s horny.

He gets desperate, almost borderline agitated when he’s in the mood because he can’t fuck you.  

Seeing him like that always makes you want to tease him, but you know better. Teasing him means pure punishment for you and Hyunjin has a very creative mind so you always tread carefully around him when he’s in that state. He could deprive you of his body for an entire week or fuck you every day if he wanted. He’s just full of surprises. 

But now and then, Hyunjin becomes so needy that punishments and rewards don’t even cross his mind. That instance just so happened to occur at the club.

Having been so frustrated with not being able to find a decent place to fuck you, the pair of you needed to go home. Alleyways and narrow streets weren’t going to cut it for him, not when there were too many people loitering around. 

So Hyunjin led you back to his car, jumping in and nearly racing off. To make matters worse for him, you decide to test him by palming over his already hard cock. He couldn’t bear the strain he felt against his pants regardless of the small easements of pressure you were giving him as he drove you both back home. 

His head presses back into his chair, trying with every ounce of strength to keep his eyes on the road, “baby, why can’t you wait until we get home?” 

“Because I need you now Jinnie,” you mutter, taking advantage of the state that he’s in. 

Hyunjin does his best to ignore your answer as he turns the last corner onto the street of the house. He eventually slows down and pulls into the driveway to park. As he gets out, he’s thankful that it’s pitch black and everyone in the neighbourhood is asleep, otherwise they would’ve easily seen how hard is. 

“Keys,” you say to him. 

Hyunjin is already on it, barely saying anything as he pulls the house key out of his pocket with a shaky hand and unlocks the front door. The second it’s open, it’s Hyunjin’s game now. 

He pulls you in by the wrist, slamming the door, and backs you right against the entryway table with such force that it dents the wall behind it. There’s no making it to the room, let alone the lounge at this rate.

Hyunjin helps lift you onto the surface of the table, hoisting your legs up just to push and spread them for him to slide in between. Even just feeling the heat in between your thighs is enough to give him some relief, but not the kind that he's craving. 

“I need you…so bad baby,” he groans, pressing his hard, clothed cock into your pussy. 

The friction for you is incredible against your clit, but you do feel for Hyunjin who can’t do much when he’s in formal black slacks. All the while one of Hyunjin’s arms wraps around your lower back so that he can grope the other side of your body while the other hooks around and digs into your thigh.

“Yeah?” You ask, allowing him to continue to fake fuck you while his face is buried in your neck. He can’t even think straight enough to try to take his pants off.

Hyunjin groans, his voice raspy yet hurried, “fuck, I-“

“You know I’m ready for you, so wet for you Jinnie,” you egg him on even further. “Just want you to fuck me.”

His moans are exasperated and breathy, he always sounds beautiful to you when he’s like this, “I can’t – fuck I’m gonna cum…”

You’re not surprised given that you’ve technically been teasing him for the past hour now. So now all you can do is sympathise and let him do what he needs to. 

“It’s okay,” you assure him, breathing just as fast as he is. “Just cum for me.”

Hyunjin’s hips stagger out of their pace, continuing to thrust his dick repeatedly until he has to bite down on your shoulder to suppress the loud moans that are straining out of his throat. Not even a few seconds later, Hyunjin is rocked with an orgasm that has him gripping tightly onto your body, nails digging into you.

The pace of his thrusts slows down after his breathing reaches its peak height. Hyunjin has forgotten what it felt like to not cum inside you for once. It reminds him of the time when you first got together and were scared to take each other's virginities so only dry humping really made the cut. It still feels good, but not as nearly as glorious as busting a warm load inside of you.

"Fuck," Hyunjin sighs.

"Feel better?" You ask, carding your hand through the back of his black hair.

He looks down in between your legs, seeing the hairline-like, sticky strings of cum that connect from his clothed dick to your damp underwear. Hyunjin can barely tell if it's from him, or if that's just because you're wet. Maybe it's both. Either way, he finds it hot.

"You drive me crazy you know that?" Hyunjin says to you, leaning back in to snuggle his face into your neck once more. “Now I have to get hard again to fuck you.”

[gabessquishytum]

Johanna is a catpeople rights activist. So many humans treat them as their property and sex toys, but catpeople have feelings. Jo is appalled by this whole situation, and she does what she can to find foster homes and, eventually, new (good!) owners for catpeople in trouble. When she learns about catboy!Dream, it's an emergency. Dream attacked his owner, Roderick Burgess. Burgess was emotionally and physically abusive, but the law is not on Dream's side - if no one volunteers to take him in and work on his 'socialization,' he's about to be put down. They're already running out of time - since Burgess is severely injured (maybe he has his eyes clawed out?), it is ruled that Dream is highly dangerous and has only a few hours left to live. Johanna won't let anything happen to this traumatized catboy. Not on her watch! She already has a foster catgirl at home, Rachel, and she can't take another because Rachel needs much care and attention (they also might be heading somewhere romantically, so Jo doesn't want to fuck it up by bringing another catperson onto her territory), so Johanna asks her bff for a favor. Hob Gadling is well off financially, can take a vacation without notice because he is a business owner, and he's naturally friendly. Also, he lives alone - no human or cat partner in the picture. He's not very delighted with the prospect of taking Dream in at first, but Johanna really insists. So they come to pick Dream up and see him in a dire condition: bruised, injured, and malnourished, he hisses at everyone who even tries to come close to his cage. A cage?? Hob has never been involved with catpeople before, and activism has been entirely Johanna's shtick, but he quickly realizes how blind he's been. Hob organizes the best medical care for him, orders all the decent books on catpeople to educate himself, and buys all the stuff Dream might need. Dream is stunning and very clever, and his previous owner obviously was a sadistic prick. Hob wishes he could claw the fucker's eyes out himself when he sees the extent of Dream's injuries and starvation. Dream is very tense and afraid at first, but as time goes by, and Hob treats him like a person, he starts to hope that maybe he's found not only his forever home but also someone to love him this time.

New catperson owner Hob treating Dream just like he's a person - a person who deserves respect, personal space and love!!! When he goes to buy new catperson stuff for Dream, he's kind of disgusted by the fact that it's all spiked collars and wet food. Hob hates it. He walks right out the store and just goes to the normal shop instead. He gets nice comfy clothes, bedding, proper food with lots of protein. He organises a proper bathing and toileting situation for Dream in his own bathroom which Hob only goes inside to clean. Just decent stuff that any sentient being deserves.

Dream doesn't know what to make of it at first. He's gone from being moments away from being euthanized, to being allowed to just kinda... do what he wants?? He has privacy, good food, healthcare, and very pleasant company in the form of Hob. Because Hob is so kind. He takes care of Dream’s injuries and nurses him through the initial stages of refeeding. He lets Dream snuggle up to him under 3 blankets because he's so cold, still shivering sometimes. He never makes Dream do anything (except take his medication, which is very important), but he doesn't ignore him either. Dream has to wonder - is this what it's like to have a friend?

Dream recovers slowly, but he does gradually start to thrive. He wears comfy shorts and big hoodies, and takes long naps in the sun that pours through the window in the bedroom every morning. He eats fresh food that Hob gets at the market every day. He's finally learned to read! Sometimes he feels like he must have died and gone to heaven. But then the dog next door barks at him and reminds him that life is not quite perfect - but almost.

His relationship with Hob evolves slowly. They share a bed and cuddle up every night (Hob tolerates Dream’s 3am zoomies pretty well by now - they now have a treadmill for that exact purpose). Dream is also generally naked in bed, which has lead to one or two moments. The mutual attraction is undeniable. Hob just doesn't want to take advantage...

Luckily Dream is prepared to make the first move. He's a person, and that means that he's capable of choosing a life partner. It just so happens that he's choosing Hob. He's going to need some practice with kissing (he's not quite sure whether or not he's meant to bite?) but he's sure that Hob will be patient with him. He has been so far. And to Dream, that patience feels a lot like love.

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE SHOTA AIZAWA HEADCANONS

1. This guy is possessive ASF and he will try restraining you since he's scared that you'll leave him and all that. Hell, he'd even go as far as to lock you up in a room or something to make sure you don't escape since he wants to be with you ALWAYS 

2. Well, on a scale from 1-10 this guy won't hurt you so much, so imma give him a 3/10. He's lazy to hurt you properly and doesn't want his darling kitten to be scared of him, but that doesn't mean you should let your guard down. if you try acting up and behaving like a brat, he'll just wrap you up in his scarves 

3. When it comes to hurting others, he'll need a good reason to kill or hurt them since...well, he IS a pro hero and he has a reputation and an image to uphold and maintain. But, he will be like an incarnation of Satan and Hitler COMBINED to people who won't back the FLIP away from you or try stealing you away from him 

4. After he gets to meet you, he won't kidnap you instantly since he needs his time to prepare everything for you from your favorite book series to some cuddly stuffed animals and all that. Not to mention a super comfy bedroom for you

5. This guy will certainly stalk you, no doubt about that, but he'll be secretive when it comes to it. You're a pro hero and so, he's gotta be aware of how he's gonna charm his way into you heart and your life. He's a very patient guy.

6. Do NOT try manipulating him at ALL since this guy is really clever and he will certainly see through your acts. His punishments for you trying to escape will include either locking you in your room for a whole day or emotionally manipulating you. He won't hit you and all that, so no worries 

7. He's like a dad. He's always soft when you're compliant. He doesn't care if you're the clingiest person in the world, in fact, he adores it. He wants you to come bother him and distract him from his work. And don't forget about his HIDEOUS fashion sense (Lol, Aoyama would go INSANE if he realizes Aizawa has no taste in clothes) So, sometimes when he goes shopping for buying you ugly sweaters with cats on them, you literally have to BEG him to buy you some decent clothes since the clothes he brought are just so.... ugly

8. He shows his affection with cuddles, makes you feel loved in his warm embrace, keeping you safe out of trouble. He likes giving you headpats since you're shorter than him and occasionally, out of habit, when the two of you are lounging on the couch or in bed, he will rub your hair like he would a cat

9. Overall, he isn't so bad. He might even consider buying you a pet cat or any animal you want for company since he understands that you'll be bored out of your skull when he's gone 

10. He also loves it when he just comes home and wraps you and him in his yellow sleeping bag thingy and you'll look like some sort of living yellow caterpillar but he doesn't give a DAMN about it. He just likes cuddling with you and he won't take No for an answer at ALL

''Oh, someone's been a bad naughty kitty cat. Looks like you need some punishment~''

[sebastiannewai]

Night out || jww

wonwooo x reader

genre: smut

warnings: unprotected sex

>WORD COUNT: 1120

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It has been a very tiring week. This is the first time you were given a free night after 2 long months. Working in a firm can really have you working for long hours. You always end up working until wee hours of the night that you always choose to sleep instead of going out. There are countless times of you being invited by friends to have a night out and you always declined. When you finally had the time of course they would all be busy. You groaned in frustration but you are really determined to go out so you did even if you were alone.

“Gin and tonic, please?“ This is your 3rd drink of the night. It’s your first time visiting this bar. It’s decent. Not that crowded and the music is good.  

 “Here.” the bartender said while placing a drink in front of you.

“Thank you” you muttered shutting your eyes as you sip your drink.

You have been sitting there, minding your own business and enjoying your own company until a group of boys arrived and took a seat next to you. 

“You look lonely, how about I buy you a drink?” one of them slur while leaning towards you.

“ No thank you.” you replied politely while giving him a fake smile.

 “ Don't be like that. We’re both here to have fun. I can keep you company. I promise I won't let you get bored.”  The man said while laughing.

“Actually, I’m about to leave.” you muttered gathering your things while standing up.

“Hey babe, are you ready to go?” you hear a stranger say while helping you carry your bag. 

You look at him clueless for a good 10 seconds before getting the idea that he’s helping you. Before you even grab your bag, he already has it over his shoulder. He offers his hand to you. “ Traffic’s really bad. Sorry I was late.”

“It’s fine babe, let’s go.” You say taking his hand. 

The drunk man and his company didn't dare to talk to you until you and the stranger went out of the bar.

*Outside*

“Thanks for your help, I appreciate it. I’m y/n.” a huge smile forming from your lips. 

“Wonwoo” he replied, holding out his hand in front of you again.

 “Nice to meet you, Wonwoo.” shooking his hand.  

 “So.. should we break up now?” you said breaking the awkward silence that developed over the past 5 minutes.

“ It’s only 11 pm,” he said looking at his watch. “I happen to live near here, do you want to come over? I make good coffee.” 

 “Hmm.. how do I know if you’re not going to murder me?” you answered.

“If I wanted you dead I wouldn't have saved you from the drunkard inside”

“Good point… sure! I guess I should try the coffee you’re bragging about.” you said, smiling at him.

It’s true that Wonwoo lives nearby. It’s also true that he isn't a murderer. The only lie he told you was the coffee because the only thing you're trying right now is his luscious lips against yours. 

Upon closing the door to his place he immediately put his lips to yours. You weren't shocked because hello? Who the hell asks a stranger to go back to their place for coffee? Lol that's random. 

“Wait. You dont happen to have a  real girlfriend..do you?”  you said breaking the kiss.

“None. I’m all yours.” he said, connecting his lips back to yours. 

“Jump” he whispered and carried you to his bedroom.

As he settles you on his bed his hands instantly come around your jeans and snap the button of your jeans and tug it down. You are so relieved you shaved last night thinking that you might meet someone tonight and you did. When your jeans are finally off, his hands roam around your body . you lift your arms as He slowly lifts your shirt up to remove it. His lips press against your stomach and reaches to unclasp your bra.”so fucking beautiful” he uttered under his breath while staring directly at your boobs. The only article of clothing you have left is your panties.

“You’re not being fair.” you whispered to his ear while removing his clothes revealing his muscular body. You’re sure that he goes to the gym on the regular because that is what produces muscles like these. You smile checking him out.

“Are you done checking me out?” he says, smirking. 

 “Shut up and kiss me.” He kissed you like it's the only thing he knows how to do. He was devouring you. His hands roamed around your body. His kisses travels down to from your lips to your neck then stomach, you shivered when his hot breath reaches your inner thighs

“Wonwoo…” you breathe out, almost cumming.

Your back arched as you felt his tongue kiss your clit against your panties. He swiftly moved your panties aside, exposing your dripping wet pussy.

“Tasty” he announced, lifting his head while staring straight at you and taking a break from eating you out. He used his teeth to get you out of your panties.

“Fuck” you moaned as you cum. You grabbed his neck to pull him for a kiss tasting yourself on his tongue. You couldn't think straight. All you think about is his dick and his fucking you.

“I’m on birth control. Please fuck me raw.” you whispered as he reached the bedside table to grab a condom. 

“ Are you sure?” he said aligning his cock into your dripping pussy. 

“Yes so please...” you said trying to rub your clit to his cock.

“ As you wish," he said while slamming his cock into you.

 “ fuck. Fuck. FUCK.” you screamed as he pounded you even harder.

 “ such a good girl, taking all of me so fucking well.” he muttered.

For a moment the only sound you could hear is your skin slapping against each other. 

 “ let me cum.” you whispered under him.

“ again? You already cummed a while ago, sweetie.” he replied.  

“ please…” you moaned.

“Let’s cum together.” his thrusts get heavy and sloppy and he connects his lips into yours.

The room that was full of skin slapping sounds was replaced with both of your moans. You arched your back as you reach your climax and now you can feel his juice inside of you. 

“Where the hell did you come from?” you said as he flopped next to you. You are now both looking at the ceiling catching your breath.

He looks at you while laughing and whispered “Best sex ever.” then kissed your temple.

 You are about to stand when he stops you and says “Stay here, don't move, let me clean you up.”

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sorry for the errorszxzxzz hehehehe

I'm backkkkkkkkk :D

[ieatsmallorphansnamedtom]

Can you do the bachelor/ettes with an s/o that is an artist?

-🌙anon

Bachelor/ettes x Artist Farmer

Hi 🌙! Glad to have another emoji anon here! How are things going? Anyways, cute request! Thank you for asking! I think I might have done this before? Maybe. I don't know. Oh well! This mainly focuses on drawing sorry.

Bachelors:

Sam

Sam loves your art! He always looks over your shoulder when he sees you drawing, so you'll definitely have to take it upon yourself to tell him not to do that if it makes you uncomfortable. He's also going to beg you to design an album cover for him and his band.

Elliott

Elliott would also like to use your artistic skills, this time for his newest book. He can't pay you all too much (unless his previous book becomes a bestseller), but he will shout you whatever you want at the saloon whenever you want. He really appreciates your skill, it reminds him of Leah!

Sebastian

I'm pretty sure his job involves making models, so he'd ask you for some references to copy off of. Really likes to admire your work; spends a lot of time just looking through the pages if he can. If you won't let him he'll respect your boundaries, but will still ask every once in a while.

Harvey

He's not really an artist, so he's really amazed at what you can do! He'd ask you to draw his model airplanes for him (if you want to, of course). Despite his lack of drawing/painting skills, he does appreciate good art, and will set aside some money to go to an art show.

Shane

Shane's drawing skills equate to that of a five-year-old's potato head self-portrait. I mean, art is art, so it's not necessarily bad, but he's not getting recognised for it anytime soon. So when he finds out you're and artist, he gets secretly excited and makes note to try and find out what you've made.

Alex

When he was a kid, he'd get the hose and paint a smiley face on the fence with the water, but that's about all he's done. Actually, he did try to impress a girl with his drawing skills once, but she ended up rejecting him, so he stopped. He asks you to teach him how to do some spaghetti sort of art sometime because he looks at you (no matter what art medium you do) and immediately assumes you'd be a master at pasta art. You're welcome, I guess?

Bachelorettes:

Penny

Please tell me you read the same books as her and please tell me you've made art of the characters; she will fall in love. Since she's a teacher (basically), she does have some skills in art related mediums, but nothing beyond what she needs to teach. She likes sketching characters the most, so she sheepishly shows of her work to you and asks for advice.

Leah

Artist duo, baby! Leah loves your art! She's into sculpting and a bit of painting herself, but recognises any art is art and is totally down to do some with you! You have some fun competitions on trying to draw the other worse and worse each time but still have it look like them. That, or you just set up a vase and chill trying to copy it.

Abigail

Abigail's a decent artist. Again, she only really uses pencil or pen on paper, but has dabbled in digital art through the use of an old game console she had as a kid. You two do that competition thing like Leah, except you purposely try to make each other look worse and worse without any semblance of the original subject. Fun times!

Maru

Maru is a great artist, I think. She does a lot of detailed planning for her inventions and puts a lot of effort into the artwork. You know that car show where the guy draws the finished product in coloured pencil before actually making it? Yeah, like that. Except she doesn't use colour. Anyways, she gets what art's all about and can feel with you when you get that art block.

Emily

She can draw clothes, paint abstract art, and make towers out of dry spaghetti sticks. When she finds out you're an artist, she immediately asks to see what you've done. Emily's very much a believer in 'any art is art as long as you put your soul into it', so she'll always say she loves whatever you make. Not the best for constructive criticism, but great for a pick-me-up when you're feeling low.

Haley

Unlike her sister, Haley has no idea what she's doing. I suppose photography is related to other mediums of art, but the most she's done is draw some hearts on some photos and hung them up on the wall. During her mean phase she pretends not to care, but once she comes out of her shell she really takes an interest in it! She tries to copy your art but doesn't do so well.

-~-~-

Hello. Long time no see. I make a second account since I was tired of this one being my main aha. Anyways, I'll be back (hopefully) for a little while now. Bye-bye!

[if-lost-please-return-to-maliksi]

Disclaimer: I do not own any Planet Puto Character - Full Credit goes to HC - @ask-emilz-de-philz. Please check out their blog for amazing art and the wonderful world of Planet Puto.This might or might not be a self insert, please don't come for me.

A/N: Am I insane and out of my mind? Yes. Was I in the middle of a creativity block and just pulled this world building shit out of thin air? Also yes.

~Royalty! AU~ INTRODUCTION

"That one looks half decent..."

Lakan smirked as he pointed into you using the sharp end of his sword, not caring if you're already trembling. Is it because of the fear? or maybe it's from being on your knees on the snowy ground with nothing but thin and tattered clothes for god knows how long, you don't really know at this point.

The military general leans down to your level hand grabbing your cheeks roughly and forcing you to look up at him.

"Tell me, peasant. What entertaining stuff can you do? Careful about your answer, your life depends on it." His voice, although very soft and playful has that menacing tone that didn't fail to give you goosebumps.

The ground was cold and the air was thick— filled with cries for mercy as Lakan's troops destroy and slaughter whatever they lay eyes on.

"I- I can play instruments and write poetry, Sir." You stuttered as your voice get struck in your throat.

"We're taking this one home." Lakan grinned at your response before letting go of your face.

"This will do for Maliksi's birthday present. Now let's pack up before the enemy's reinforcements arrive. Just set fire to everything then let's call it a day."

The servants looked at you somberly as you were dragged out of the carriage and into the palace gates, the soldiers handling you roughly. You can't blame them, after all you are nothing but a peasant from the losing side of this wretched war. These people are the ruthless victors, their hands soaked with the blood of your fellow civilians that unfortunately got caught in the middle of slaughter.

"Lakan, what is the meaning of this?" A firm voice caught your attention but you kept your head lowered on the ground.

Makisig quickly motioned towards his courtesans to help you stand up as he walked towards Lakan.

"Oh, if it isn't my own brother, the King." Lakan tauntingly said as he bowed slightly. He's always despised the idea of Makisig ascending to the throne despite being younger than him.

That position was meant for him, yet here he is, reduced to being the general who spends more time outside the palace walls instead of seating on that fancy throne he's always dreamt of.

"Cut it out! What are you doing? You do know that the enemies already called defeat and you can't be taking in anymore war prisoners!"

"Prisoner? That one was a present for our youngest brother."

"A present?! Our brother is nothing like you! He won't enjoy such fatuity—"

"And? Who does he take after then? Everyone here knows that the young prince isn't soft like you! Hell, I bet he'll be a better king than you!"

Makisig's royal guards quickly drew blade and pointed it at the general. They will not stand for any slander against the King. It is a crime of treason afterall and will be punishable by death. The King sighed, "Lower your blades! He's still my brother."

Lakan softly chuckled as he turned to walk away. "See? I told you. Soft. Please have your courtesans clean up and dress that girl, then take her to my room. I'll deliver her myself to Maliksi."

You shivered at the first touch of cold water into your skin as the royal courtesans started giving you a bath. You've literally been in crossfire and to say that you are filthy is an understatement. You didn't even know how Lakan was able to spot you amongst the civilians.

No one was talking, probably out of pity for you and what you went through— your kingdom just lost the war, your town was burnt to a crisp, you watched the others getting killed infront of you. You are someone who lost everything.

After your bath, they dressed you up in a fine dress, probably too grand from what you were expecting, and then they proceeded to put your curly hair up in a bun using an intricate pin.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but admire your reflection. Funny what a bath and some fancy fabric can do.

"You look pretty." One of the courtesans whispered as she gave you a kind smile. All of them looked hopeful and sweet, probably wishing you good fate inside the very walls of this palace just like them. They all lined up as they silently lead you to Lakan's quarters.

"Bring her in and leave." Lakan said from the inside of the room before the royal courtesans can even knock. They did just that but before they finally close the door, they looked at each other before giving you a reassuring nod.

As soon as the doors closed, the royal courtesans raced towards Maliksi's quarters. He wasn't the friendliest towards them, and they will surely be yelled at for disturbing him at this time, but they all know Lakan and the poor fate every other lady went through after spending time alone with him in his quarters. They cannot just do nothing after sending you to your possible doom.

Lakan's room is dark yet you can feel his stares boring a hole to your very being. "Guess I was right, you do look good."

The general smirked as he slowly walked towards you. "A poet and a musician doesn't have a right to look this good. It'll be such a waste to just give you to my youngest brother afterall." He softly said, his hot breath fanning into your neck as he leans in while his hand reaches out to slightly slide the dress down and reveal your left shoulder.

"Maybe I should get a taste first, before giving you to Maliksi."

You grabbed fistfuls into your dress as you held yourself from talking back or trying fighting him off— you knew this man would not hesitate in killing you if you do something as much as turn down his advances.

You can feel warm tears form and trickle down your cheeks, knowing that you can't ask him to stop if you wanted to live.

"I don't accept leftovers, brother. It's rude to gift someone stuff that you already used." A cold voice emerged from the shadows as you felt being snatched from Lakan's grip and being pulled as someone held you gently by your waist.

"Gods! Maliksi, can you stop doing that?! I know that you're the only one blessed with magic among us but just stop popping out of the shadows, it creeps me out. Can't you use a fucking door like a normal person?"

"It's called teleportation magic. I didn't popped out of the shadows, your room is just as dark as your soul. Anyway, you boldly declared this lady as a present for me earlier and I have eyewitnesses. I came here to pick her up." Maliksi nonchalantly said as he rolled his eyes, still holding you close to him.

"It's those courtesans...I knew it! If it weren't for the King's protection, I would've already cut their heads off." Lakan muttered underneath his breath while he gritted his teeth. "Aaaww, come on, brother! Can't we share just this once—"

Maliksi's expression hardened as he looked Lakan up and down. You can feel just how intimidating this man is despite him being shorter than the general.

"I believe we already established that since we were kids....That if you try touching what's mine, I'll be burning your fingers off." The young prince coldly said, his grip on your waist slightly tightening.

Lakan chuckled as he slowly backed away. He wasn't irritated at how his youngest brother is acting— oh, this is so much better than him being a big pretentious softy just like the King.

"As you wish, brother." The general smiled, everything is going according to his plan afterall.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Hi! Welcome to the Royalty! Au that involves Planet Puto (philmytcrea au) characters. I do not own them, they are HC's Original Characters.

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I wanted to take time to clarify that this is fiction on fiction.

Yes, Lakan, Makisig, and Maliksi are brothers in this AU.

Yes, we hab King! Makisig here.

Lakan is the oldest, but Makisig was the one who ascended to the throne after their father died.

Yes, there is an ongoing war and Y/N (You/ Reader) is from the enemy kingdom who just declared Loss/ Defeat against Makisig's Kingdom.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AND APPRECIATING WHAT I WRITE! ;;

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Little soldier

requested: Hmm how about a little one bed thrope with Az or Eris?

a/n this is my first ever smut so go easy on me I beg you. I hope this is at least decent. Enjoy...

warning: smut, kids stay away!

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You were tired, barely managing to lift your legs off the ground as you and Azriel approached some dodgy-looking taverna. But by this point, you were willing to sleep in a horse stable between shit if it meant finally getting a chance to lie down and find shelter from the freezing wind. You two were dragged on another idiotic mission together that involved you batting your eyelashes at different lords, trying to gather information about what Hybern was planning and Azriel... Well, Azriel was also there. The tension between the two of you was through the roof the moment you left. If you could handle one another while being at Velaris, all sensible grown-up decency would disappear the moment you two needed to achieve one mutual goal together. You glamoured Azriel's wings before he let you through the hardly hanging doors.

It stank of alcohol and drunk males, who all stared at you as if you were a fresh piece of meat. You stormed towards the front desk, Azriel close behind, giving every single male who looked at you in any disrespectful way a death glare that was probably scarier than a life sentence in prison.

Luck escaped you here as well since they only had one room, meaning you two would have to share, but at least the owner promised two beds, and since you weren't in the mood to see any of them, you just snatched the key out of his hands before heading towards the second floor where your room was supposed to be.

You froze the moment you opened the door. In the middle of the room stood one bed, not to mention that it looked so small that two people could hardly sleep on it. You quickly took the rest of the room in. Maybe the second bed was hidden somewhere.

"Great, and no door in the bathroom as well," Azriel chuckled before placing some of his weapons on the small desk in the far left corner of the room. You pointed your finger at him, "Don't say anything", his eyes glazed over with some unreadable emotion, and before he could say anything, you pointed your finger at him yet again, "Don't you dare say anything." With another laugh, Azriel lifted his hands in the air defensively.

"Mother hates me, she hates me," you grumbled, running your fingers through your hair. "Stop being such a baby", "I'm not being a baby, I just have no interest in sharing a room with you". You thought long and hard about going back down to ask for another room or at least to get some of your money back. But the thought of going back to all of these piss-drunk males sent a chill down your spine.

"Now, you listen. I'm tired and feel like a pig...", "Smell like one too", you gaped at him before flipping him off with a vulgar gesture. "I'm going to take a bath, and you will sit in that corner and won't move until I'm done." Since Azriel was equally as exhausted, he said nothing. Taking a chair in his hands before sitting down back facing the bathroom, reaching to clean his daggers one by one. You looked at him without moving for a moment. Just to make sure that he wasn't going to suddenly decide to turn around. And when he softly started humming under his breath you knew that nothing that was going on in the shadow seemed intriguing to him.

So you stripped your damp clothes off. The room was cold, especially the floor, and yet another shiver ran through your body. It's going to be okay, you told yourself; a hot shower will solve all of your problems. So you turned the tap on without a second thought, aiming it towards your body.

"Fuck! Mother! Shit!", Azriel came to a halt as your screams echoed throughout the room, "You're okay?" You couldn't have fallen because he would have heard it. But something must have happened if you were yelling like that. "I'm going to start crying," you whined, and Azriel was about to turn your way, "There's no warm water," you cried out, yelping as the cold water nibbled at your skin. Azriel couldn't help but admire your features when you emerged from the shower, tossing your damp clothes near the fireplace. Your bare legs; your shoulder blades. You always took his breath away without even trying. Azriel offered to fetch you some dinner as you shivered away. The wet hair not helping the case one bit.

"I'll sleep on the floor tonight," he said while you two were finishing up your food. A part of you wanted to offer him to come to bed with you, but then again, the thought of sharing a bed sent another quiver down your spine. So you simply nodded your head before moving to slip between the sheets.

Once the fire died down, you could feel your bones trembling as your body shook. You were sure that Azriel was fast asleep. Or at least, from the lack of sounds coming from his side, it seemed like it. But then you heard the floor creaking, and when you opened your eyes, Azriel was standing right in front of you.

"What do you think you're doing?", you choked out, gripping the sheets even tighter around your body. "Coming to warm you," Azriel tried to take a corner of the blanket from you, but you smacked his hand away.

"Yeah, no", "Yeah yes, because if you die here Rhys will kill me", Azriel reached for the end of the blanker yanking it all off your body, leaving you in only one of the big shirts that were brought to you by the owner. "I don't care," you grumbled, trying hard not to let your teeth clack against one another. "Well, I do; scoot over."

Your eyes fell on Azriel's naked torso. You admired him a lot from afar, never trusting yourself to get closer because you might start drooling. But now that you'd seen him standing half-naked in the dim room, your mind was racing. "Done staring?", Azriel asked, cocking his head, and you snapped your eyes back up. "I'm not staring; we just won't fit. This is tiny, and you are huge." A smirk painted the shadow singer's lips, "You think I'm huge?". You would have argued if not for the blush that crept onto your cheeks. Nesta and Feyre said that Azriel had the biggest wings span, and if that was true then, yes he was huge... but you shook your head quickly, scooting to the side of the bed, "I don't think anything".

The moment his warm skin brushed against yours, you couldn't help but let out a moan. Shameless. But you couldn't help yourself. Even if you tried not to touch him, you couldn't. Turning to face him as you moved closer and closer to him. You wriggled in his embrace until almost all of your exposed skin was in contact with the spymaster's warmth, and you couldn't help but moan again from sheer delight.

Azriel cleared his throat, and said, "I love the sounds, but fuck," feeling him sift beneath you. One of his hands slipped beneath the sheets, and your gaze was drawn to its movement from beneath the blanket. As the realization sank in, your eyes widen.

"Are you...", you muttered quietly, your hand now moving down his exposed skin and onto his chest. "Don't start something you won't finish," he told you, but you only smirked at him before shimmying even closer to him. "I intend to finish, don't worry," you purred into his ear. You weren't sure what got into you. Sure, you found him attractive. The feeling was mutual; you knew that because you two had made out multiple times in Rhys's wine cellar. Made out but never went any further.

"Y/N," Azriel warned you one last time, but your hand was already slipping down his chiseled abs as you slowly traced your finger over his v-line before dipping your fingers into the loose pants that he was wearing. Your eyes didn't leave the shadow singer's face even for a moment as you stroked his length in your hand. "Fuck," he said quietly, and the confidence inside you boosted even more, so you leaned in to press kisses all over his chest, nibbling on his skin here and there. Your movements were awfully slow. Way too slowly for Azriel's liking. "Don't tease, my dear, because I doubt you'll be able to handle what comes after such behavior," that only had you smiling innocently, "And what would that be?"

With a grown Azriel flipping the two of you over, your arms wrapped around his neck in an instant, "I don't think you want to know," "Try me," that was all it took for Azriel to smash his lips to yours. It was careless and sloppy while you two roamed each other's bodies. You didn't want to think about the consequences. That was tomorrow's problem. All you wanted now was Azriel. Through the messy kissing, you moved to push his pants off, hand once again moving to pump him a couple of times. 

"Are you sure?", Gods, this male was both the devil and an angel. "Shut up and just fuck me." Azriel didn't need to be told twice. He rubbed his cock against your folds a few times before slowly thrusting into you. The way you clenched around his cock drove Azriel insane and if this wasn't some shabby side rode taverna that probably would all fall if he unleashed all of his sexual energy he would be fucking you way harder. 

"You're so fucking warm and tight," Azriel rasped into your ear, making you let out yet another gasp. You arched your back; the places inside you that he was reaching already had you seeing stars. But you wanted more; it's like even now you don't feel close enough to the shadow singer.

"Fuck me harder, oh fuck.. Az", and Azriel knows that he shouldn't but he couldn't help it, bending his head so he could see the way his dick is being swallowed by your pussy. Every inch of him, from the base of his cock to his balls slapping against your skin. Gods, why hadn't he done this sooner? You let out yet another unholy cry, and as you claw at his back, his movement only increases, sending another wave of pleasure through you.

"You feel so good. I can't help myself," "Please, I want you deeper," you were a mess beneath him, but you had never looked more beautiful to him, "Yeah, you want that? You think you deserve it?" Azriel dipped down, biting onto your collarbones, causing you to hardly be able to mewl back, "Please, take me from behind."

Azriel flipped you over in an instant. The emptiness he left behind almost made you want to cry. He was truly blessed with the way your ass was in the air for him in an instant and the way you looked back at him with your already fucked-out features.

So Azriel slipped back in with ease, the wetness welcoming him once again. And with one thrust, he was back in your paradise. The new angle got him surely poking at your cervix, as he claimed you with close to no self-control, "Fuck Az, you fuck me so good", you cried through gritted teeth. Azriel gripped your hips even tighter, and you were sure that even with your fea healing, there would be marks painting your skin tomorrow.

"Is this what you wanted?", the shadow singer cooed at you as your finger tore through the sheets. You couldn't even say anything anymore, only nod. So thankful that he did not drag a verbal answer out of you because you couldn't speak. You knew no words besides his name. One of Azriel's hands reached for your breast, twirling your sensitive nipple between his fingers.

"I'm... I'm so..", you cried out as he once again hit a sensitive spot deep inside you, "I know. I can feel it, baby; come for me, little girl." You can feel him trying to move out of you so he could finish you off with only his fingers, but you only clench around him tighter, not letting him slip out of you just yet.

"Cum inside me, please. Cum inside me," you pleaded shamelessly. Azriel's eyes got big, but his movement stayed as sharp as the drill he used on you. "Are you sure?", he knew that you took a contraceptive tonic regularly, but this... He didn't want to cross the line, even if his mind was elsewhere.

"Yes, yes, gods fill me up", and that's all it takes for him to pick up the pace just a little, and with a couple of last strokes, you can feel him pulsating inside you, the feeling of him filling you sends you over the edge as well as you moan out his name. Shattering pleasure overtakes you, and for a moment you feel like you're a part of the outer world. Legs shaking as he slips out of you, the sight of his cum and your juices dripping out of your wrecked pussy enough to make him want to go again. Both of you too lazy to move, so you just lay there, trying to catch your breath, and the moment your eyes meet, you two fall into fits of laughter.

Azriel moves to lie down on his back before bringing you closer to him. "You're okay?", he asks softly, pushing some of your hair behind your ear. "More than okay," you hum in response, getting lost in that blissful look on the spymaster's face.

You drape one of your legs across his torso before pulling yourself up to lie on top of him. Azriel only watches you as you smirk to yourself before he feels you once again lowering yourself onto his still semi-hard cock. "What are you doing?", he asks, and you flash him a mischievous smile, "Keeping the little soldier warm. We can't lose him in this brisk weather", you feel his chest moving with a laugh as he studies your face, "You're out of this world", "Yeah, I think you told me that just minutes ago".

Azriel just shook his head, still laughing, as he wrapped his arms and wings around you. Kissing your forehead one more time before sleep takes you both back to the dream world. Maybe one bed wasn't such a bad idea.

[beyondtheglowingstars]

Heyooo can I ask for Four w a super strong crush :0 I’m incredibly tiny but God knows if I liked exercising and also didn’t have arthritis I’d be so buff😭🤚

I feel u bestie, had I kept at training in the gym consistently and I'd probably be able to lift some decently high numbers right now lol

This was a fun one! I'm living for it tbh. Hope you don't mind that I made it headcanons, it sounded 'right' in my head to make it headcanons (anyways, you can always just request a fic if you want one after this haha).

Four with a super strong (GN) crush (hcs)

Just like the others, he was very surprised by your strength once you got to show it. It's not that he thought you couldn't be packing some power, but he certainly didn't imagine you'd have that much.

Let's just say that he was very impressed once he got to see that you also had the size to show for your strength, clothes tend to obscure many shapes, and it was clear that you took care of yourself.

His simple friendship with you turned into a massive crush faster than he could realize.

Since all of that's happened, he's felt like he's got much more in common with you than he initially thought. Being very small often had people and foes belittling his skills, and also his strength.

On a related note, he especially likes when a particularly cocky monster chooses to underestimate you based on looks alone, only to regret it not long after. Those are never his kills, but he can't help feeling some level of satisfaction when you put one of those creatures in their place.

Gives you compliments on your strength from time to time depending on a few factors.

But something along the lines of "Great thing we have someone as strong as you on our side!"/"You're very strong, so I'm sure it won't be a challenge for you at all."

If the chance ever arises in conversation with someone outside the chain, he's definitely bragging about how strong you are (and if he's not bragging about that, then you can be sure that he's mentioning another remarkable thing about you) to the other person, most of the time before he can process what he's doing.

A few members of the chain have caught on to the way he looks and talks about you, and he's gotten teased about having a crush on you a few times.

His face always turns red afterwards, because deep down he knows they're right even if he denies it to them.

He'd love to stay perched on your shoulders or back for as long as you'll allow him. He knows that he most likely doesn't weight anything to you.

But he's embarrassed to ask you for that, you'd have better luck with hugs.

But that still doesn't take away the fact that he's put himself to sleep at the thought of cuddling with you and imagining what it would be like to have your arms securely wrapped around him.

He'd love to have you as an occasional blacksmithing helper, not only because you're the person he enjoys being around the most, but also because he secretly wants to put more of your strength to the test and be the only one with front row seats to the event.

Don't worry though, he wouldn't give you any complicated tasks. Just simple things along with teaching you anything if necessary.

Of course, but that's only if you're willing to help him with whatever thing at the forge, he wouldn't force you if you don't want to. His crush on you will remain unchanged either way.

Once he grows more comfortable, he'd end up asking you to lift him up so he can reach higher places or get something that's way too high up for either of you to get, out of pure, lazy convenience.

Though that would mostly happen only when he knows you two are alone, otherwise the other Links would never let the suspicions about his crush on you go.

Hylia only knows what would happen to this man if you ever carry him in your arms, out of battle due to injury.

If he had heart eyes for you before, then now he slipped and fell into a puddle of his feelings for you and refuses to get back up after that, and the puddle only gets bigger by the second.

He'd blush at the mere mention of your name from that point on.

The scene from when you carried him back to safety would play on an endless loop for days on end.

And if his crush was easy to spot for those who paid enough attention, then now it's almost as if he carried a sign that stated all he thinks about is you.

[junosbagel]

regular | charlie walker x gn!reader

summary: you are new to woodsboro and luckily landed a job at the local video store. charlie, a regular at the video store takes an interest in you

warnings: none!

a/n: a little story that came up in my head. i'm also open to receiving criticism!

-it had been only a few weeks since you moved into woodsboro

-luckily you got a job at the local video store so you can get a head start in making some decent money

-you found it easy and enjoyable to an extent as you also got to recognize and speak to the regulars that would usually purchase or rent movies

-along with keeping some movie posters and merch, and the discounts for yourself

-on a particularly slow day, you were simply doing homework at the register since you had already finished restocking items

-"hey um, i was wondering if you have the descent in stock, i couldn't find it at the shelves"

-you looked up, the boy whom you recognized from school stood on the opposite side of the counter

-"the descent, huh? let me check."

-you turned to the computer, searching if anyone had recently purchased or rented it

-"i'm sorry, our last copy had been purchased. we won't have the next copies arriving soon"

-before charlie could speak, you beat him to it

-"i could recommend you something though."

-"o-oh, sure"

-"since the descent is pretty much about these girls getting stuck in a cave and having to survive from these humanoid-cannibalistic creatures... how about a zombie film?"

-"zombie film's cool"

-"by the way, your name's charlie right?"

-"yeah," he looks at your name tag, "y/n," he read aloud. you gave him a simple nod

-"have you heard of 28 days later?"

-"i haven't seen it yet, but i heard it was really good"

-"trust me, it is. would you be interested in renting it?"

-charlie nods

-"DVD or blu-ray?" you ask

-"DVD"

-he paid the fee for renting the movie

-weeks turned into months and out of the other regulars, your interactions with charlie were the highlight your days at work

-he quickly found it easy to talk to you, and you did too. you and charlie became good friends fast

-he had quickly developed feelings for you

-something about the way your eyes light up when your favorite movies were mentioned, or the way you got excited when you got to talk about your interests, how effortlessly attractive you looked all the time, the way you looked at him when you were listening to him, everything about you was so attractive to charlie

-sometimes, the two of you would talk when no one else was in line at the register

-you and charlie would also give each other movie recommendations after learning how equally passionate you are about them

-the two of you would also talk in school, but you didn't have many classes with each other

-on days you didn't have work, you'd go to the cinema club meetings since charlie is the president of the club

-when the last bell rang, he went over to you as everyone exited the classroom

-"i was wondering if you wanted to catch a movie with me tonight. i was originally gonna go with robbie, but he had to do something with his mom, so i have an extra ticket"

-"sure thing. what movie?"

-"insidious."

-"ooh! i've been looking forward to seeing it."

-"cool. i can pick you up later if that's cool?"

-you smiled at his offer, "yeah, thanks. i'll text you my address."

-charlie bit down on his bottom lip to repress the idiotic smile that was about to form on his lips, "alright. be ready by 7, i'll see you later"

-the rest of the afternoon, charlie had been freaking out

-he was even surprised that he had the guts to ask you

-charlie was constantly checking himself in front of the mirror

-was his hair too messy? were his clothes not properly ironed? does he stand awkwardly? did his voice sound weird?

-well, it was too late to do anything now. he had to leave his house to pick you up

-following the address you sent him, he arrived in front of your house in minutes. he saw you approach the car

-he opened the passenger door for you too

-for some reason, charlie was very nervous

-whenever he was around you, he was still nervous, but not THIS nervous. sure the two of you have spoke numerous times, but in this particular setting, it made his hands all sweaty and his face felt like it was burning up

-however, you had kept things pretty casual like always

-he offered to be the one to buy your guys's food and drinks but you insisted on paying instead since he was the one who paid for the tickets

-the movie started and things were fine

-although charlie tried to focus on the massive screen in front of him, he couldn't help but sneak glances at you

-throughout the times where there were jump scares or suspenseful scenes, you would lean towards charlie or place your hand on his shoulder/arm or both

-thank goodness he was in a dark theater because the entire time his cheeks were painted with a deep red

-when the movie was over, you both decided to sneak in another theater to watch another movie and ended up watching despicable me

-pretty random movie, but the both of you were up for another movie, one that was lighter

-it was really late at night, but it was also a friday, meaning no school, so you and charlie grabbed some fast food and ate together in an empty parking lot, sitting on top of the front of the car

-the both of you talked about the movies you had just watched, shared funny stories, joked around with each other, playfully argue over random opinions, and even got into a few deep conversations

-eventually, it was time to go home. he dropped you off at your place

-before you got out of his car, you thanked him and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek, then left

-he was completely shocked, cheeks red, and face on fire

-the next time you saw him, you had asked him out!!!!!

-obviously he said yes, so now the two of you are dating yayayay

-things were almost the same aside from being more affectionate and hanging out/going on dates more frequently

-he likes to visit you during work and sometimes brings you food that you can eat during your breaks

-sleepovers and movie nights together all the time too

a/n: this is kind of meh but like i said it was something small i thought of. ALSO i hope someone noticed that i referred to movies that were much older since scream 4 takes place in 2011. Insidious and Despicable Me both came out sometime in 2010 so yeahhh

[adelarsims]

some Phil info! 💼

is of sicilian descent on his father’s side

wanted to become a lawyer since middle school when he used to watch every single episode of a tv show about court cases, the real work turned out to be not always as exciting and smooth, but he really loves his job

prefers to go through the discomfort of telling the truth rather than make up lies and try to remember them

wakes up at 5am to jog before work and eats very healthy breakfasts

boring and has no sense of humor

hates to be the target of even the most innocent jokes and friendly roasting

explains everything in huge lengths

can be a real wet blanket over any childish fun you want to have, saying that you both are adult people if you want to ride a ferris wheel, telling you to stop because people look at you when you stick out your tongue to catch snowflakes on a street

he really, really needs to loosen up and start taking himself less seriously and having fun

his biggest fear is to be seen in any embarrassing, disgraceful situation

how people see him is way too important to him, he needs to be acknowledged as a person who always gives his 100% in everything

will never ghost a person he wants to break up with, if he thinks you won’t work out, he’ll properly tell you that, over a personal meeting if you’re far enough into dating, he's not afraid to face you and thinks you at least deserve a proper closure

will never cheat in relationship, he just doesn’t understand why would anyone

if you say you’re sick, he’ll be at your door with meds and apples (and an extensive essay on how to get better faster)

very decent in bed, what he lacks in technique and variety, he makes up for in putting a lot of effort and putting partner’s pleasure first

sleeps naked

has a lot of moles on his body

has no idea what’s his astro sign is (but his birthday is october 13th)

a proper gentleman, will hold the door for you, move a chair for you, help you put on your coat

knows how to put his dirty dishes in a dishwasher and his dirty socks in washing machine and take out the trash

doesn't think that there are men's and women's household tasks, if it's his home, he'll take part in keeping it clean

loves how he looks and feels in formal clothes, has an assortment of suits

wears socks garters

normally refrains from public displays of affection, but when he’s drunk, he becomes more physically affectionate, will pull you closer, rest his head on your shoulder if he’s being daring, kiss your palm

his face gets very red when he’s drunk, he also becomes louder, laughs a lot, then he laughs really loudly and immediately gets embarrassed

easily blushes when he’s angry or feels wronged and hurt, tries to keep his cool and not let it get to him, but his ears are red and cheeks are blotched red, he hates when it happens because it feels like he’s a little boy again

but when it didn't get to him personally, he can maintain a very good pokerface

not a gambling person, prefers a small but guaranteed win over a risky bet with a possibility of losing

has an exceptional memory, which is both good and bad, because it really helps in his work but he can also hold a grudge for a long time

he absolutely needs to be credited for his efforts and would be offended if you won't mention his part, but he also doesn't forget to credit others for their efforts and help

if you’re stuck and ask him for help, he attacks the problem like it’s his own

he adapts well and is fast to think up alternatives

working harder is his coping mechanism

(Phil sim was made by @puppycheesecake)

[cissywritess]

MAD MAN 5

Pairing: Dark Bucky Barnes x reader

WARNINGS: 18+, contains dark themes, non-con/dub-con, forced age regression-Ddlg.

SUMMARY: Bucky and his little go on a small trip. Y/N can't help but have some sort of feelings towards Bucky.

NOTES: I think this one is my favorite. Also sorry for any misspelling, hope you enjoy Mwah.

MAD MAN MASTERLIST

You stir from your sleep, your on your back and feel something stir in your stomach, you let out a whimper.

“Is my sweet girl awake? good I want you to feel so damm good,” Bucky said behind you, in that moment you realize what’s happening, you cry out as you try to move. You feel him stretching your walls, you bite your lip trying to not to moan as he hits that sweet spot.

“Please, n-no I-i’ve been good, please” You whine out, your voice weaker than what you anticipated.

“That’s why my darlin’,” he pounds into you, “you deserve this, whatever pleasure you wish,” he leans forward to give you a kiss on your head. “Come on doll, I know you love it,” he groans as he keeps stretching you, your walls squeezing his cock.

You cry, this is not how you imagined your first time, you expected to be led to the room by flower pedals, candles everywhere, with a man you loved. Whatever was left of yourself was gone. You've tried to be on good behavior but this nightmare won't end, you at least thought he would wait but you were wrong, he's a mad man.

Bucky slaps your ass, “Come on, stop it now, I love you, don't you see that honey?” you hide your face into the pillows, you can feel your body betraying. You can't help but moan.

You can sense that you are close and so does he. Bucky goes faster and you can't find yourself back anymore, you let a loud moan as you came, feeling starstruck your mind so fuzzy, you've never felt this way before why would you no man ever touched you before.

“You like that? Mmm,” He says as he came into you. Feeling his cum drip out as he pulls out of you. “What do you say,” his voice demanding. When you say nothing he gives you a slight slap.

“Th-thank you daddy,” You tell him. He hums in satisfaction.

“Now for a bath,” He picks you up and head to your bathroom, he places you down and start the bath.

He washes you as you lay against his chest your back to him. He praises you, telling you how good you were with him. All while tears fall down from your face, you can’t feel you legs from how harsh he was on you.

“I’m sorry doll, I know I was a little hard on you,” he starts as if he can read your mind. A little? He turns you around making you sit on his lap, you place you hands on his shoulders for support. “You know how much I love you” he makes eye contact with you. “I knew we were meant to be ever since I saw you, you’re better here with me sweetheart, here where you don’t have to worry about nothing,” Bucky kisses you, maybe he’s right, before he took you, you were in a bad place even though how much you tried to make your life better it’s always got ruined somehow. No one ever talked about you in that way, no one ever really paid attention to you. Bucky was the only person, in some way it comforts you.

Thank you,” you say, you felt the need to at least respond to him

“How about this, I need to go get more groceries would you like to come along?” He asked, you didn't know if this was one of his tricks so you were hesitant.

“Yeah daddy I would like that” you nodded and gave him a small kiss on his cheek.

Bucky had gotten you ready for the day and you were thankful that he decided to dress you in decent clothes you wouldn't be able to handle the stares. Before you both left he gave you a warning. You got no clue how you would manage to even escape him, he told you stories of what he had done to scare you, which they did.

You both were walking through the various aisles, your hand on the side of the cart handle like he told you. You got no clue why you didn’t scream for help when someone was in the same aisle, or why you didn’t run when he would turn away for a second to grab something. Maybe because he was alert? Bucky would ask if you wanted anything in which you replied with no, but at the end of the day he got you a lollipop.

When he put you in the car he gave you a long kiss, you couldn’t help it, so you kissed back. As he pull away he said

“You’re such a good girl,” you didn’t say anything but give a small smile.

You took a nap on the ride home, you thought maybe Bucky carried you in once you woke up on the couch. You looked around to see if there’s any sign of Bucky, when you didn’t see or hear him you got worried, you got up from your spot and went to go look for him when you went into almost every room and still couldn’t find him it made you start thinking crazy things. You finally called out his name, in which a door open him appearing, you let out a sigh of relief and walked towards him.

“I thought you left,” you said as he picked you up.

“My baby don’t need to be worried, I’ll always be with you,” he responded. You smile at him, but as you look back of him you see a room you haven’t seen before, it crazy how many thing you’ve missed.

“What’s that?” You asked. He followed you eyes.

“That’s my study, and you can’t enter without my permission you understand,” he replied, in which you nodded. You wonder what he does in there, maybe the things he keeps in there, curiosity at its finest.

[hanawrites404]

So @pinguwrites mentioned about the backstories of Cillianverse characters and I am gonna give some of my insight on them lol.

Also, disclaimer. In this post I'm only gonna include the characters whose movies I have completed. But as I see more movies, I'll add their characters in the next post like this. I won't include Jonathan Crane (because I strongly stick to the backstory that DC comics has provided) and Oppenheimer (it's obvious why).

Now that I have established this, let's gets started ✨

Neil Lewis

Watching The Detectives

Neil was born in a family containing a single soccer mum and a big sister who is at least seven years older than him. Neil was shy as a toddler but would be very invested into something once you give him a chance.

He didn't change much when he got to his school days. He had his fair share of friends and answered in the class like an average student. But what was special about him was that he had the most unique stories. When it came to show and tell or small story writing, no one could beat Neil in terms of creativity (but somehow he never got a prize because his grammar used to be horrible).

At highschool, he was definitely a target for bullying, but luckily his friends always defended him. I believe he met Lucien and Jonathan during highschool too. Neil was a comic + movie nerd and he would randomly start to speak out facts about it whenever he finds someone to talk to, and many didn't appreciate that so he was also sort of an outcast. But he didn't mind that because he had his small circle of friends.

Neil was again, average in his studies. But he was such a theatre kid. He never got the main role but he used to steal the show, even if this mf is acting as a tree. He was THAT talented. He has also participated in sports events but ends up chickening out in most of it. Until one day he practised hard with his sister for a match against the rival school and 'accidentally' won his school the baseball trophy. Neil's mom has a photo of him crying with a red face and holding the well-deserved trophy high in his arms. We love our crybaby.

Neil graduated from high school and went into a decent university where he took film studies as his major, despite his mom and sister wanting him to join something that would make him 'rich and popular' like sports or music.

College Neil was an absolute blast. He had his own style, and he had a second-hand guitar from one of his seniors. He used to drive his sister's old motorcycle to college and he also learnt driving a car from her. Neil met Denise during his final year and after graduation, Neil with help of his sister and his friends opened the famous Gumshoe video store.

Jackson Rippner

Red Eye

Okay, for this. I really want to thank @/pinguwrites Jackson Rippner bot. It literally provided a very cool backstory that makes so much sense for someone like our thin-eyebrowed assassin. So I'm gonna copy paste some of it here + add some lines of my own.

Jack's parents were drug addicts and he used to live in a slum filled with junkies and small-scale criminals where no one had any honor or sympathy for one another. So the neighbourhood was always filthy and toxic. He has seen murders and robberies at such a young age. And poor boy had no choice but to learn how to fight and protect himself.

Things only got worse as he grew older. He had to join a gang because a child living alone in slums was as a good as dead. The gang would provide him food, clothes and shelter in exchange of stealing, killing and burning houses. He hated everything he did but he had to do it for surviving.

After years of being a criminal for his whole teenhood, he decided to quit it and do something good for once. So he joined the military. But nothing was good there either. With strict routine and rules, and the other recruits bullying him for his past. He used to get into a lot of fights with his peers and he had developed quite a temper there.

Everywhere was war and destruction. Never once that he was spared from witnessing violence and gore that Jack had gone numb from all of it. From feeling disgust and anger, he now loves watching people suffer, especially if he is causing their pain.

He left the military to start everything again, but he couldn't get any ordinary job because he didn't have any formal education. However, he was noticed by a secret association of assassins and contract killers. The agency took Jack in and taught him all and everything which is needed to become a spy.

Also, I highly believe Jackson Rippner is not even his real name. It would be something else that his parents used to call him but he would rather have someone use his alias than his birth name (it brings bad memories).

Jim

28 Days Later

Jim didn't have anything crazy going on with him (at least before the apocalypse lol). He has had a loving family who supported him throughout his life. But what's mysterious and wierd about him is that he was an ordinary bicycle courier man, *yet* he managed to sabotage what, 10-12 soldiers single-handedly?! That ain't male hormones dude, that's something else 😭

So, I at least think that he used to do something more before becoming a delivery man. Perhaps something like a sports player, or a security guard of some complex or maybe he was still a courier man! But of more heavier objects like crates of fruits or something. But one thing is for sure is that he was a guy who would rather do odd jobs than a 9-5.

Also, canonically the director of the movie has described him to be a soft-looking man with a body strong as an iron, and that's so real y'all. Jim throughout the movie was underestimated until the end where he ended up becoming the hero of the whole show. And you know what, we love that.

Also, I don't think he ever had a girlfriend before. And Jim gives strong virgin vibes yet knows where the clit is.

Jim

The Delinquent Season

Jim was a simple boy. He also didn't have much crazy going on with his childhood too. He was quite a smart student and a straight-A kid. His parents were strict regarding his grades and behaviour but they raised him normally. He had his fair share of playing around, partying etc. But nothing hardcore, and Jim doesn't like it that way anyway.

He got into a reputed college away from home and must have studied something sophisticated like law or psychology. Jim in college only focused on his studies and didn't have many friends. He was quiet and light academia student who spent most of his time in library or alone in his desk at his dorm. He calls his parents once a week and that was it.

He has worked from home since the start and met Danielle after two years. Then a year after he married her and had kids.

Raymond Leon

In Time

Ray is almost similar to Jackson in this case. He was born in timezone 12, also known as the ghetto. Where one minute is like a year for the people who live there. Ray's parents worked at the factory and had died quite early in his life due to a hazard that occured in their workplace. So he was adopted by his uncle who ran a pawn shop. He was a great role model and a second father to Ray. His uncle's dream was to see the world outside timezone 12. And naturally, Ray took on that.

He helped his uncle to run the shop and he used to venture out and doing odd jobs to bring some time. He also learnt how to do trade and gamble as it was one of the main sources of income in timezone 12. Ray was given basic education by his uncle and other skills such as cooking, driving. His uncle had made Ray into a fine and independent man, and for his 25th birthday, his uncle gave him a handgun.

Until one day when Ray was coming back from his work, he finds his uncle dead and bleeding on the floor. Not only his hard-earned time was stolen, the thieves had stabbed him in the chest five times. Ray was devastated and mourned for his only guardian's death. He blamed himself for not being there for him when he needed him the most. But what burnt inside him more was anger and revenge.

With all the skills he had gained while being under his uncle, he was able to track down the thieves. They were not some ordinary robbers but an infamous gang who like to steal from people with a lot of time. He has seen them in the gambling bars many times and it was time to end their reign. Ray had managed to outsmart and kill everyone in the group. He genuinely felt disgusted but also satisfied murdering them.

A few days later, Ray was approached by the head of the Timekeepers who had tracked him. They detected time being lost but not stolen. Ray had not stolen even one second after killing the group. It made the timekeeper intrigued by the young man. Ray was offered to work under him, and that's how Ray got out of the timezone 12 forever.

Robert Capa

Sunshine

The sun god™ himself. Our beloved Robert was a prodigy in science. Since his childhood, he had always wanted to see a proper sunrise from the horizon of Sydney. He helped his family with the winter while also planning out ways that he can bring out sunny days like it used to.

His room was filled with posters of Icarus I and its crew members. He wanted to be like them but also didn't want to be like them. He wanted to be the reason humanity would feel pure sunshine on their skin but he also didn't want to fail and just disappear when they were *this* close to revive the sun. He opted physics as his passion and had dreams of how earth used to be before it went into the phase of eternal winter.

During his training for venturing into space and fulfilling their mission, Robert was quite determined too. He got acquainted with the rest of the crew members but he usually kept everything to himself. He was only focused on bringing the sun back and returning to see his parents and sister.

I also think Robert has synesthesia. He has a vivid imagination and can sense colours and sounds at the same time. That would really explain his last scene.

Anyways, that's all for my rant. Thank you for listening. Part 2 will come soon once I have watched enough movies.

[cartooemcanhis]

Bugbo hcs for my wacky dacky au

Bugbo!!

🐜 He's this odd combination of an ant, a dock bug, and a cockroach.

🐜 Believe it or not, he used to have wings but they got ripped off in some kind of accident(Presumably the same one he got his antenna bent in), theres only a tiny bit of his wings still left

🐜 He does just want the best for his friends but he can come off as very passive agressive often

🐜 His friends and him all live together

🐜 The way he met his friends was..odd to say the least, he just randomly showed up one day and noone really questioned it

🐜 Never admits it but he probably goes out late at night to go like pilage random farmers crops just for the hell of it

🐜 He may look fluffy but trust me, don't touch the floof, it's like caterpillar hair, it WILL give you an itchy rash

🐜 Doesn't let Gerbo drink chocolate milk in the middle of the night because it's HIS chocolate milk

Gerbo!

🕷️Very silly fellow!

🕷️ Despite being a spider he cannot make webs :(

🕷️ He can climb walls and stuff though, he just doesn't do it often because he often gets stuck on ceilings

🕷️ Hoppo and him have this sibling like relationship where they do all sorts of wacky stuff together, The main two things being playing adopt me on Roblox and watching YouTube kids for hours on end

🕷️ He really really looks up to Bugbo

🕷️Big fan of chocolate milk but he's never allowed to have it 💔

🕷️Unlike Bugbo, Gerbo's fur is actually safe to touch and it's decently floofy.

🕷️He still secretly collects rocks for no rhyme or reason but that's ok

Gradient Joe!

⚫ Starting off with a slightly cocnerning one,his Gradient is kinda like a parasitic non-sentient being, it's slowly taking over all of his body, don't worry though, it doesn't hurt him. (He also theoretically could spread his gradient to other people but hes never intentionally done that.yes, he has done it by accident before.)

⚫ Unlike what Bugbo says, he's probably just average intelligence lol

⚫Every part of his body that has gradient on it is oddly cold to the touch

⚫ Probably good at cooking but he can't eat so he doesn't bother to

⚫Has a very small crush on Bugbo but he knows that Bugbo won't ever like him back, but he's fine with that

⚫He's the one that pays the taxes in the house

⚫ uncomfortable around small children, it's unclear why

⚫ ABSOLUTELY locks his credit card up in a high security safe whenever he doesn't have it on him because he knows Hoppo will steal it and use it to buy 5839920202 shells worth of robux to waste on pet sim x on roblox

Hoppo!

🦗 the giggler

🦗 Ultimate ipad kid and yet somehow a girlboss and war criminal at once

🦗Uses internet slang when talking often

🦗Collects bones and other odd stuff and trinkets

🦗Scams so many kids on adopt me Roblox and on pet sim x

🦗 Absolutely slaying in the bug war, they're having fun somehow

🦗 Always off doing stuff

🦗 Physically cannot sit or stand still, always stimming in some way

🦗 Occasionally joins Bugbo on his late night "pilaging crops" outings

🦗He is a massive prankster, whenever it's April fools day you better lock your windows, doors, and chimneys, she is coming, they will show no mercy

🦗Can and will produce and spit acid at you if ur making xe angry or uncomfortable, they will then giggle at you and hope away

THOMAS FLYSWATTER!

🪰His backstory is fake as hell, every time he's asked about his past he'll make up a new backstory because he genuinely can't remember his actual backstory/past

🪰 Absolutely stims whenever he's explaining his devious plans (Yes, this includes his goofy rat looking tail wagging like a dog lol)

🪰Legit doesn't have a bed, he just sleeps on the floor of his evil lair like a cat lol

🪰Said lair used to be an old Swatter Inc building that got abandoned and he decided to live in

🪰All of his clothes are WAY too big for him since he's thin as a twig and flatter than a pancake

🪰Actually does use his hands and tail swatters as actual flyswatters (do not shake this man's hands they are nasty)

🪰His feet are flyswatters as well so whenever he doesn't have shoes on and he walks he makes funny af slapping sounds and waddles like a duck sorta

🪰 Litterally drinks bugspray, he just sprays it right in his mouth like a weirdo

🪰He's tried to kill Bugbo like 90 times now and every time he tries to Bugbo acts like he's never seen him ever in his life

[eggtartz]

✧ 9th October ✧

Reiner Braun // Therapeutic (f! civilian reader)

kinktober masterlist

warnings : angst with comfort, heavy spoilers, self blame, sunshine reader

reiner awoken from another nightmare, jolting from his bed as he looked outside his window. oh, the war is over and freedom is guaranteed (for now). as one of the formers warriors of marleyan, he has nothing but regrets of his past, having horrible dreams and nightmares of the people he has killed when he first wrecked the wall. he sighed and held his head, another day to live while being haunted by his own doings.

he managed to find silence in the city, looking for a quiet place before he dies peacefully because he inherited the Nine. he wishes to suffer as much as the people he has inflicted suffering on, punishing himself to a degree where he thinks he's unforgivable. he walked outside the small cottage that he has built, a lake where he spends his days spread in front of him. but today, he noticed a figure crouched down at the bay of the lake. strange, considering he was located far from society.

"may i help you?" he asked gently as you turned around, a basket in hand and a scarf on your head "hello! i'm assuming you're the owner of the lovely cottage? i'm sorry, i got a little lost while i was chasing butterflies and ended up here so i kinda don't know where i am" you smiled, trying to hide your clumsiness that ended you here. reiner looked at you and saw nothing but a ray of sunshine, a fresh air and nothing but a innocent woman. your eyes were shining with life while his was dead, how different were you two.

"yes, the town is downside of north" he said and you grunted "i'm so sorry.. could you show me? i'm horrendous at directions" you almost plead "if you don't want to, that's okay!" you smiled "i don't want to burden you further" he quickly said "it's okay, let me change my clothes. please, come in." he urged you to come in his cottage as you looked in awe "such a beautiful home! did you built it?" you asked as he vanished to change clothes "yes, from scratch"

your eyes almost bulged in surprise "you're so talented!" reiner's hand on his shirt's button stopped, no one has talked this tenderly to him. "I wished I could do a good job like yours!" your sincere tone was visible from behind the door as he tried not to cry from the comforting words so he cleared his throat and came out from the room "thankyou, you didn't had to say that. i'm sure you're also a talented woman. shall we?" he said, showing the door as you nodded and walked out, him following closely.

upon arriving at town, you turned to him with gratefulness in your face "thankyou! I didn't catch your name?" reiner almost flinched at your obliviousness. he was intending to lie, to let you in the dark about this identity but he has done that in the past. he won't do it again.

"reiner braun" he said, almost vulnerable but he saw you smiled "reiner.. i'm y/n! i hope we get to see each other again, until then. bye bye!" you went your own ways, bidding goodbye with a smile that left his heart pounding and for once, alive. the next day, he purposely came to town again (something he rarely does) for one specific person, you. he silently looked through stores, just a glimpse of you is already enough. at a dining cafeteria, he sat at a table alone while looking outside. he strangely misses you and wishes to see you again but caught no sight of you at all, it was difficult to not sigh. "welcome to- reiner?" he looked up and there you are. in your full glory and a uniform with that usual warm smile you always had that it shined through him. "y/n? i thought i lost you" he blurted as you laughed "lost me? i never left here" you smiled, his heart aching and yearning for comfort.

he grunted "uh, y/n. this might be.. fast but can i possibly ask you on a date tonight?" he said, trying not to stutter and leave a decent first impression. your eyes widened and gleamed with a specific excitement "oh! i'd love that, reiner!" he managed to smile, how he feels his heart is full again despite all these years of pain. decades of guilt. that night, he bought you dinner to a nice place where you two had good food. apparently, you came to marleyan using the planes, just after the rumbling. you mentioned how terrifying it must've felt for the people also for the people who has stopped them. reiner listened intently as he felt like barging in, saying that he's the armored titan. your spoon dropped "you cant- are you truly?"

"yes, y/n. i inherited the armored titan and is doomed to die for several more years. and i shall die with my titan powers" he said, a bit relieved to get it out from his chest. "reiner, you're so.. cool" you said softly, it made him flinch again. "c-cool?"

"i understand how you feel. i understand how it feels to live in guilt but reiner. you have limited time, will you spend these last years hating yourself?" you found a courage to ask him as his breathing hitched "i- y/n.. i.. i have done many wrong things.. unforgivable.. i'll be damned in hell for what i have done.. these.. powers.." he sniffled, looking down to his hands "these powers bares a heavy responsibility" dinner went awkwardly for the rest of the night however he can't help but feel much better than he usually does. he was able to speak about his guilts better and express himself better. things ended up back at your house where you welcomed him, something he hasn't felt for so long.

"please, make yourself comfortable" you said gently, taking off his coat for him and hanging it. "would you like something to drink? some snacks?" you asked gently "i think i had enough desserts but i can't decline a lady's offer" he softly smiled, looking into your shining eyes as you smiled "i'll bring out the cookies then."

fresh baked cookies are on the table as you placed two mugs of tea in front of him, sitting beside him. the silence was both comforting and confusing as you tried to dig on some words to initiate. "thankyou, y/n." you looked at him "for what?" he looked into your gentle eyes, found peace in your existence. "for showing me that.. that kindness still exists" he genuinely smiled and as you blushed "y-you're welcome" your cheeks were warm as he shifted closer to you, watching your lips. you noticed and also leaned to him when eventually your lips met. it was fireworks, as cliche as it sounded. reiner never thought something could be so soft, yet another person's lips. he found a steady pace on the kiss, placing his hands gently on your neck to guide you as you let him because it felt so perfect. so right.

when he finally let go, both of you were panting. you stared into his eyes as licked your lips "reiner, can i help you?" you asked, voice almost inaudible "help me with what?" you caressed his cheek "with the pain. let me take all your pain away, let me hold you" you said as his lips quivered. it was a moment of vulnerability as he hugged you, face buried on your shoulders as you caressed his dirty blonde hair. he sobbed, saying incoherent words all while your hands hold him, something no one has ever done.

not even his own mother.

your shirt is wet due to his uncontrollably sobs and you gently placed a kiss on his temple. "let your past go, reiner. let it go" you soothingly said.

one thing lead to another and you found yourself kissing the former warrior with tears staining his cheeks while you caressed his jaw. it was slow but meaningful as you bought him comfort and warmness. he found peace in you and he intends to stay here. your lips trailed to his neck and sucked the flesh gently as he swallowed his saliva, bobbing his Adam's apple. "y/n.. you don't have to.." he said with a strained voice, hands struggling to not grab your hips to ground on his crotch. he wants you to take your time even if it meant he had to wait.

you shook your head "it's okay, i want to" you said with lustful eyes that reiner gulped again. you slowly took off your top, revealing your undergarments "reiner, would you want me to continue?" you asked as he gripped your hips "y-yes.. do anything you'd like..." he struggled to gaze upon you, concerned that he'll bust the moment he does.

you two moved to the bed, hands tangled in each other's hair as you yanked his pants down. "y/n.. i.. i'm.. you won't go right? you'll stay right?" he was vulnerable and weak, a side he wasn't able to show all these years. all the pent up feelings were harbored as you smiled to him "never, reiner. never" you whispered, pushing your undies aside to sink on his dick. he groaned as you took a slow pace, hands tightly on your hips "so good.. reiner, you can hold on me.." you raised your hips, your pussy sucking his cock back like it was always meant to be there. like he was home.

"can i be with you forever? marry you? make you the mother of my children?" he looked at you who's riding on his dick, hands steady on his abs for stability "yes.. i do want that" you smiled as he smiled as well, finally being able to find peace and happiness. he sat up, thrusting up to your warm cunt, hands slithering to your clitoris and you yelped "wait!" you squealed as he kept a steady pace with his thrust and his rubbing that you came with a moan while he kept thrusting. "thankyou.. y/n" he painted your insides white, holding you so you won't fall.

"thank you."

[chanis-banani]

Dirt on my leather

"rub some dirt on it."

Inspiration: 'Dirt on my leather' by WOODZ

Synopsis: you and Seungyoun come home drunk after a concert, get even more drunk and have the horniest sex of your life

switch! Seungyoun x switch! reader (gn)

3.7k words

Contains: alcohol (whiskey), swearing, thigh-riding, marking (hickeys and nail scratches), choking, unprotected sex, biting, hair-pulling, choker-pulling, creampie

autor's note: there are spoilers for upcoming smuts hidden in this post. see if you can find 'em ;)

Seungyoun tilted his head back and chugged the whiskey straight from the bottle. Tamnavulin sherry cask - cheap, but decent. He handed the bottle to you and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. You also took a big gulp from the whiskey and made a disgusted face as you swallowed it. Even the sweetest of whiskeys still tasted like gasoline.

☆ smut under the cut ☆

You and Seungyoun had just attended a rock concert together and it had been amazing. You had joined the moshpit together, drank a fuck ton of alcohol, carried the lead singer when he was stage diving and headbanged until your necks cramped up. After the concert, you were both still filled with adrenaline and alcohol - not to mention how horny you both were. You could barely keep your hands away from each other as you drunkly hurried home. Once you had finally arrived, Seungyoun rushed to grab the whiskey while you put on some music from the band you just watched. He sat down on the couch and once you were within his reach, he grabbed your waist and pulled you on his lap.

The way he kissed you was wild and hungry and his lips still tasted like whiskey. The whiskey tasted better from his mouth than from the bottle. This way it wasn't as overwhelming and you could kind of see how it supposedly tasted like white chocolate and caramel.

Suddenly he pulled away and pushed you from his lap. You looked at him with a startled expression, but he stood up as well and hooked his fingers under the edge of your shirt. "Undress," he said promptly. Before you even really got the chance to execute his orders, he had already pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it in the corner. His eagerness turned you on like crazy and you could feel that warm fuzzy feeling in your lower belly increase by the second. You quickly brought your hands down to your pants to unzip them. As soon as they were open, he took it upon himself to pull them down for you, pulling your underwear along.

The clothes were quickly kicked somewhere to the back of the room, after which Seungyoun sat back down on the couch. "Wait, won't you undress?" you sputtered, since you were now completely in the nude while he still wore all his clothes from the concert. "Not yet," he replied with a grin. His arms snaked around your waist, swiftly pulling you back on his lap like before.

As he pulled you on his lap, he spread his legs a little to make sure you sat on just one of his thighs. The leather of his pants felt cold against your skin, especially on your sensitive area. Both of his hands were brought to your hips and he pulled you a bit closer towards him so he could kiss you again. But he didn't stop there.

Soon you felt how he began to guide your hips back and forth on his thigh and you immediately realized what he was doing. He had worn his leather pants to the concert, because he knew how much you liked them, and now he was making you grind your naked body on them.

His pretty lips were still connected to yours while his hands continued to guide you back and forth, making you let out little moans in between your kisses. It felt so wrong, yet so good to hump his thigh like this, dirtying the leather in the process. It might have been the alcohol, but soon you began to lose yourself completely in the feeling.

The corners of Seungyoun's mouth curled into a cheeky little grin when he realized you no longer needed his guidance to ride his thigh. Now that his hands were free, he removed them from your hips. He rested one of them on your waist while he brought his other hand to the back of your head, digging his fingers into your hair. His grip on your hair tightened and he pulled your head to the side, exposing your neck. "Seungyoun-" you murmured under your breath, your voice shaky.

His hair tickled against your cheek when he brought his lips to your neck and began to kiss and suck on your skin. You were so taken aback by this sudden feeling that you didn't even realize you had stopped grinding yourself on him. Of course he didn't like this, so he lowered his hand from your waist down to your ass and roughly helped you on your way again.

The smell of his cologne, the friction against your sweet spot and the stinging sensation from his hickeys all made your head spin. Seungyoun held you a little more tightly as he began to suck on your skin even more roughly. You could tell by the burning feeling on your neck that this mark would remain there for at least a week.

When he pulled away, you could still feel the sting on your neck. He looked into your eyes with a sweet, yet somewhat mischievous smile on his face. "Y/n?... Would you please suck me off?" You could tell from the tone of his voice how horny he was. Until now you hadn't payed much attention to his crotch, but when you looked down, you could see a huge bulge through his leather pants. Besides that, you also noticed a stain on his thigh from where you had been riding him.

You let out a little gasp and looked back up at him with a grin on your face. "Of course," you said with a sweet voice and you pressed yourself against him while sliding your hand into his pants. He let out an excited little gasp when you found the tip of his dick with your fingers and stroked it playfully. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you into another kiss and slid his hands down to grab your ass tightly.

After a little while of making out and teasing his cock, you disconnected your lips from his and removed your hand from his pants. Just when he began to pout at you, you got on your knees in front of him and hastily began to undo his belt. While you were working to take off his pants, he pulled his shirt over his head. Soon all of his clothes had been removed and tossed aside and the only thing he still wore was the choker around his neck.

You took a moment to admire him, looking up at his beautiful body and stroking your fingers along his sides. His dick brushed against your cheek when you pressed a kiss on the gun tattoo on his belly. Then you trailed a few more kisses towards the base of his cock. Once you were there, you licked your way up from the base towards the tip, earning a deep grunt from him. He gently stroked your cheek at first, but once you took his tip into your mouth, he moved his hand to the back of your head and held on to your hair a little less gently.

Perhaps it was the whiskey, but you had the feeling that Seungyoun didn't have as much self control today. Usually he would let you suck him off however you wanted, but this time it's like he didn't have enough patience and he began to thrust himself into your mouth. At first he was still gentle with you, but he began to lose himself more and more in the sensation.

His grip on your hair tightened as he moved your head in accordance with his hips. Tears ran down your cheeks as he began to hit the back of your throat again and again, but dear lord, you had never been this turned on in your entire life. There was something about how Seungyoun pleasured himself with you that made your lower stomach feel hot and fuzzy and you began to long for his dick to fill another hole of yours.

Suddenly he pulled himself completely out of you, leaving your mouth empty and longing. He crouched down in front of you, his eyes leveling with yours and he gave you an almost feral look. "Get on the couch." His voice sounded husky and wild. Your drunken thoughts clouded your mind and it took you a while to process what he was asking from you. Apparently you took too long, because suddenly you felt his hand on the back of your neck and his lips connected with yours again. Seungyoun was too impatient to wait for you to follow his orders at this point, so he decided that he might as well fuck you on the floor.

He guided you to lay on your back and quickly got on top of you. He continued to kiss you while his hand traveled from the back of your neck to your throat. You squirmed and moaned against his lips when you felt how his fingers tightened around your neck. At the same time the tip of his dick already poked at your entrance, driving you even more crazy.

Once again your head was spinning in ultimate bliss. You wanted him just as badly as he wanted you and to make this known to him, you bucked your hips up, hoping that somehow he might slip into you. However, he pulled himself away just enough so you couldn't reach his dick and he chuckled against your lips when you whined at him.

You bucked your hips up at him again, this time more forcefully, but still he made sure to stay just out of your reach. Just when you were about to give it yet another try, Seungyoun pulled his lips away from yours and tightened his grip around your neck a little more. "Are you really that needy?" he asked with an evil little smirk and you nodded heavily in response. "Alright then," he said, now with a more gentle tone. He let go of your neck and gave you a little kiss on the lips, after which he pressed his forehead against yours.

His eyes were closed as he took his length into his hand to aim it at your entrance more properly. Considering how wildly you had been making out, the way he inserted himself into you was very gentle. His uncontrolled neediness now made room for his more tender and caring side. You both held your breath while he began to enter you, but once he got a little deeper, neither of you could resist a little moan.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked. You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. He pressed a quick kiss on your lips and then pulled away to look at you again. "Can I be a little rough with you today?" His eyes had an excited little twinkle in them. God, if it were up to you, this man could be rough with you any day. "Only if I can be rough with you as well," you replied.

He flashed a big smile and pressed another quick kiss on your lips. Then he brought his mouth to your neck. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin and you squirmed beneath him, now even more turned on than before. Seungyoun began to kiss your neck once again while you desperately tried to move your hips to feel the friction of him inside you. But he didn't give in at all. He made sure to keep his own pelvis very still and pushed his weight down on you so you wouldn't move too much either.

Just when you wondered why he even asked if he could be rough with you, you suddenly felt his teeth sink down into your neck. At the same time, he pulled his cock almost completely out of you, only to push himself back inside at a provokingly slow pace. He continued to move his hips very very slowly like that, which ultimately made the sensation more intense. When he was inside, you felt full and warm and like the two of you became one. But when only his tip was inside, you felt an intense, aching urge to somehow make him fill you back up again.

Luckily for you, he was just as needy as you and this quickly caused his thrusts to become more intense. His teeth clenched more tightly onto your neck as he picked up the pace a bit and he let out low, hungry grunts against your skin. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, digging your fingers into his hair. "Fuck..." you moaned under your breath. The way he bit and sucked on your neck left a slight stinging sensation on your skin and it felt amazing.

Since Seungyoun could tell that you really enjoyed it, he became more comfortable as well and slowly stopped holding back. He became completely relaxed and submitted to his urges. The way he bit your neck became more wild, not to mention how he was pumping in and out of you.

What had begun as slow, intimate movements now became a hungry, almost feral kind of drilling. You moaned his name over and over again and pulled him more tightly against you as a fuzzy kind of bliss took hold of your body. You felt lightheaded and lost all awareness of your surroundings, except for Seungyoun. All you could register was how he slammed himself into you, mercilessly hitting your sweet spot over and over again. And how his mouth traveled along your neck, leaving bites and kisses and hickeys all over it. If he kept going like this, you would surely reach your climax very soon. But it would be too soon. You wanted to savor this desperate neediness a little longer.

Before Seungyoun knew what was going on, you had pushed him off of you and thrown him on his back on the floor. "Y/n!" he squealed in surprise. You got on top of him and immediately sank down on his cock, taking his entire length in all at once. This made him let out a loud moan and he squeezed your ass tightly. His cheeks and ears were bright red from surprise and excitement. God, the way he looked at you just made you want to fuck his brains out.

He nervously adjusted the metal choker around his neck a little bit and at the same time you saw his eyes traveling to the large bite mark he left on your neck. It must have looked quite impressive, because the corner of his mouth curled up into a subtle, mischievous smirk. Even his own lips were swollen from the intense work he had done on your neck.

You bent over him and brought your face very close to his. "You must be so proud of how you marked me..." you mumbled in a low voice. You noticed how his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed a little nervously and goosebumps appeared on his neck. "So dirty..." you whispered and then you licked your way up from his chin to his lips, locking him into a passionate kiss.

He shuddered in pleasure, but you didn't give him the chance to savor the moment. You sat up again and placed a hand on his chest to make sure he would stay on his back. He pouted at you, but you just looked down at him with a large grin on your face. "Stay put now," you cooed while sliding your fingertips along his sides. His dick was still inside of you while you sat on top of him like this and it was very obvious that he wanted nothing more than for you to move your hips. Yet he stayed put like you ordered.

You grabbed the bottle of whisky from the coffee table, pulling the cork out with a little pop. Seungyoun watched as you took a swig from the bottle, only to put the bottle away without offering him any. He looked offended and just when he was about to protest, you grabbed him by his choker and roughly pulled him up so he was sitting as well. This already took him by surprise, but then you continued to kiss the whiskey from your mouth into his. A big drop of the substance escaped from between your lips and rolled down Seungyoun's chin.

You cupped his face with your hands and when you pulled away from the kiss, he looked at you with the horniest expression you had ever seen om him. "You're so fucking hot," he mumbled and he licked the spilled whiskey from his lips. He inched his face towards you again to continue kissing you, but you placed your fingers against his lips to stop him.

"What do we say when we want something?" you asked. "Please," he replied with a little pout on his lips. "Almost," you said with a mean little grin. He pouted even more and gave you a desperate look. "Pretty please?" "That's right."

You connected your lips with his again and began to move your hips up and down, instantly turning him into a moaning mess. Both sitting up like this was an intimate position and it was easy for him to reach your sweet spot this way. You felt how one of his hands gripped into your hair, while his other hand held your ass so tightly, you were sure it would leave a bruise. Even though you moved your hips quite quickly on your own, Seungyoun was so needy that his hand guided you to be even more forceful with him.

Both of you moaned loudly against each other's whiskey-stained lips as you fucked on the floor like this. Slowly but surely, you could feel that hot, fuzzy feeling in your lower stomach again as you began to get closer to your climax. You moved one of your hands down from his cheek to the choker around his neck and tugged it to pull him more tightly against you, making him squeal with delight. Then you pulled your lips away from his to trail kisses down to his neck. Once you found the right spot, you bit down on his neck just like he had done to you, making him cry out with pleasure.

You continued to bite and suck on his neck to make sure he would be marked up as well. All while moving your hips up and down in a way that made him reach as deeply into you as possible. With every thrust, he hit your sweet spot, making that knot in your lower stomach worse and worse.

Once it became too much to handle, you removed your mouth from his neck in order to embrace him more tightly, resting your head on his shoulder. This signaled to Seungyoun that you were about to cum and he reassuringly rubbed your back as you fucked your own brains out on his cock. He turned his head a little bit so his lips were right next to your ear. An intense shiver went down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin as he whispered:

"Go on. Cum on my cock for me."

Like some kind of spell, this instantly untied the knot in your stomach. You cried out loudly and dug your nails into his back as a wave of pleasure came crashing down on you. Your body trembled, your heart was beating like crazy and you gasped for air as you hit one of the most intense climaxes of your life.

Seungyoun moaned along with you and held you tightly to support you through your orgasm. But before it had even washed over you completely, you were suddenly on your back again and he was fucking himself into you with deep, harsh thrusts. You cried out even more, desperately clinging on to his neck while you could feel how mercilessly he pounded himself into you.

Within mere seconds you felt completely overstimulated. Blurry stars were dancing before your eyes and all of your thoughts completely lost their coherence. All you could process was the sensation of his length slamming into you again and again, while he moaned out your name under his breath. His fingers dug themselves into your hair and he cried out the most desperate of moans.

His last few thrusts were a bit slower, but reached even deeper. And then, with a loud cry, he plunged himself as deeply into you as humanly possible as he reached his climax. You could feel the intense pulsations of his dick inside you as he filled you with his cum. Everything felt hot. Your face was hot. His skin felt hot against yours. His dick felt hot and so did the cum that now slowly began to leak out of you.

Both completely out of breath, you lay there silently in each other's embrace, with Seungyoun's dick still inside of you. You took a quick glance at the time to see how long you had been going at it - 4:58 am. You had been fucking for over an hour.

The two of you lay on the floor like that for a while, completely exhausted and panting heavily. Seungyoun lay with his head on your chest and played around with your fingers while you used your free hand to stroke his head. Suddenly he lifted his head a little, like he noticed something.

He sat up and grabbed something from the floor, holding it in front of you with a weird grin on his face. "Look what we did!" he exclaimed. In his hand, he held the leather pants that he had been wearing that evening. Apparently they had been lying right next to your butt on the floor this whole time. Now they were stained with your fluids, Seungyoun's cum and whisky.

You pulled a disgusted face and laughed. "Well next time you should undress if you don't want to get dirt on your leather."